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EP.247 Hard Pussy Spanking (2) 

Jun-ha let out a deep sigh, looking displeased. 

"Seong-ah, what’s wrong? Why aren’t you crying and thrashing around like usual? Are you rebelling against me?" 

"N-no..! Hhic... it’s just..." 

"Just what? Tell me." 

"It’s just... I don’t want to get hit more... I want to get it over with quickly..." 

"Really? Is it because it hurts? Getting your pussy hit hurts a lot, huh?" 

She wanted to argue that was obvious, but couldn’t say it out loud. She’d already learned the consequences of rebellion and avoided actions that would get her in more trouble. 

"If it’s like this, there’s no point in hitting you ten times. I wanted to see you struggle all day, your pussy beaten to a pulp." 

"Hhic... hhuuk..!" 

Even hearing about it was terrifying and painful. 

Just imagining her pussy bloodied made Heo Seong-ah’s lower belly throb with pain. 

"Fine. Well, if you hate pain, there’s nothing I can do. As promised, I’ll finish with one last hit. There’s still a long way to go." 

"Yes... thank you, Master..." 

Just one more hit and this terrible pain would end. 

Heo Seong-ah resolved to grit her teeth and endure to the very last. 

"But, Seong-ah." 

"Yes..?" 

"Did you reflect?" 

"Huh...?" 

She was dumbfounded by her master’s sudden question. 

She blinked as if she truly didn’t know what he meant. 

"Sigh, should I start the punishment over?" 

"No, Master!! I’m sorry!!" 

"So, what was the punishment you got before this? It was wall-facing reflection. Did you really reflect?" 

"Uh, yes..! Yes! I did!" 

"Yeah? What did you reflect on?" 

Jun-ha pressed her, picking at her words. 

"Uh... well..." 

In reality, Heo Seong-ah hadn’t reflected at all-she’d been so close to fainting from the pain that her mind was blank. 

"Don’t remember? Maybe if you get hit a hundred times on your pussy, you’ll remember?" 

"Hhic..!" 

Jun-ha wasn’t joking. 

He truly thought a female livestock who didn’t reflect properly deserved a hundred pussy hits. 

"Uh... hhic..! So..." 

"You’ve said ‘so’ like five times now, you know?" 

"Hhic!" 

There was no more time to hesitate. 

Whatever happened, she had to say something. 

"I’m sorry for being rude to you, Master..! I’m sorry for being disrespectful and for not doing what you told me like an idiot! I’m truly, deeply reflecting..!" 

"That’s all?" 

"N-no... also... I always say I love you but I don’t, and I’m always looking for a chance to run away, I’m really sorry! I’m sorry for always thinking of ways to cheat my way out of punishment..!" 

"Is that all? Nothing else to reflect on?" 

"Hhic..! I’m sorry for secretly masturbating... I didn’t want the piercings or tattoos but I kept lying... I pretended to like the punishments when I didn’t..." 

Psychologically cornered by the fear of a pussy spanking, Heo Seong-ah blurted out everything that came to mind. 

As he listened to her confession, Jun-ha’s expression gradually twisted in anger. 

"So... you lied about loving me, you were looking for chances to escape, you tried to cheat your way out of punishment, and you’ve always lied to me?" 

"N-no... that’s... hhic..!" 

What had she just said? 

She had just proven herself to be a woman who would betray her master at the first opportunity. 

"Sigh... enough." 

Jun-ha picked up the wooden paddle from the shelf. 

With its heavy weight, he struck Heo Seong-ah’s pussy with full force. 

SMAACK- 

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak!!" 

Not only her pussy, but her fingers holding open her pierced clitoris and labia were nearly crushed. 

She pulled her fingers out of the piercings, writhing on the floor from unbearable pain. 

"Kkuuk... haa... hhk... kkaaa..." 

It felt like her fingers were broken. 

The knuckles, swollen and red, had gone numb. 

Her pussy, struck directly by the paddle, was the same. 

The blow was so hard the ring piercing bent and the chain on her clitoris broke. 

"Haauk... kkuuk..!" 

Trying to soothe her throbbing pussy, Heo Seong-ah reached down. 

The piercing holes twisted, the wounds opened, and bright red blood welled up. 

Jun-ha, indifferent, nudged her curled-up body with his toe. 

"Get up and spread your pussy." 

"Master... hhic..! I’m sorry..!" 

Kneeling, Heo Seong-ah rubbed her hands together, begging for forgiveness. 

Her tear- and snot-streaked face and desperate pleading were completely different from before. 

"I’m sorry! Really..! I’ll never do this again..!" 

"Spread your pussy." 

"I’m really sorry! Hhic, Master! I’m deeply reflecting..!" 

"Spread your pussy, Seong-ah." 

"Master..!" 

"Sigh..." 

With a deep sigh, Jun-ha swung the paddle without warning. 

It struck her left breast hard. 

SMAACK- 

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaak!!" 

She let out a shrill scream and bent forward, clutching her chest. 

No matter how much she rubbed, the burning pain wouldn’t fade. 

"I told you three times, right?" 

"Kkuuk... haa... hhuuk..!" 

Breasts are just lumps of fat with no muscle. 

No matter how much you exercise, you can’t toughen them, so the pain was as intense as a pussy hit. 

"Haauk..." 

"Hey, Heo Seong-ah. Stand up." 

"Yes..!" 

Jun-ha was always a man who gave three chances. 

He had given her multiple opportunities, but it was Heo Seong-ah who ignored them and acted defiantly. 

She decided further resistance was pointless and immediately stood up, legs straight. 

"Hhuuk..." 

Without being told, she spread her legs shoulder-width and clasped her hands behind her back. 

"Yeah, stay just like that. If you move, you’ll die." 

"Hhk... kkuuk... ugh..." 

Jun-ha inserted the heavy wooden paddle between her thighs. 

He tapped her pussy lightly to find the spot, then swung his wrist and struck upward with no mercy. 

THUD- 

"Kka... aaaaaaaaaaak...!" 

She tried to grit her teeth and endure, but... 

The pain of striking her already wounded pussy was impossible to get used to. 

THUD- 

"Kkuuk..!" 

THUD- 

"Aaauuuk..!" 

THUD- 

"Kkaaa..!" 

"Pfft." 

Jun-ha enjoyed watching Heo Seong-ah’s body flinch with every blow. 

He found her tearful, gritted-teeth endurance endearing, and even her timid attempts to escape by lifting her heels were cute. 

"What’s this?" 

"Hhuuk..." 

Like it or not, her pussy, stimulated by the blows, was secreting fluids. 

Every time the paddle hit, the sticky juices stretched and clung, which amused him. 

THUD- 

"Kkuuuuuuk..!" 

With such entertaining reactions, how could he leave her alone? 

Truly... 

Heo Seong-ah seemed born to be a man’s toy. 

"Seong-ah, does your pussy hurt?" 

"Yeeees..!" 

"I’m hitting you so it’ll hurt, of course it does." 

"Hhic..!" 

Why even ask such a thing? 

Every time she heard her cruel master’s words, Heo Seong-ah felt an uncontrollable rage. 

But all that anger just piled up inside her, unable to be expressed. 

"I’m sorry!! I’ve reflected now..! Master!! Please..!" 

"Mm, whether you’ve reflected or not, I’m going to keep hitting you." 

"Hhuuk... hhic! Master..." 

"And if you’re already howling from this little pain, what will you do now? The real thing starts now." 

Jun-ha turned to X standing beside him. 

"Still got time left?" 

"About 10 minutes, sir. Would you like to extend?" 

"No, that’s fine... Just beat her pussy like hell for the next 10 minutes." 

"Yes, I’ll prepare." 

Taking the paddle, X lightly tapped Heo Seong-ah’s pussy as if to cool it down. 

"Hiiik..!" 

It was the same stimulus as before, but felt completely different. 

A chill ran down her spine as she looked at Jun-ha with a pale face. 

"Maaaster..." 

This was her last chance to save her pussy. 

She called out to her master in a desperate voice, but got no reply. 

"Ma... hhic..!" 

She tried again, but this time met Jun-ha’s furious gaze. 

His tightly closed lips and glare made it clear he would not forgive any more resistance. 

"Hhuuk..." 

There was nothing she could do. 

Really... 

All that was left was a future where her pussy would burst and become a bloody mess. 

"Hey, pussy." 

"Hhic, yes..." 

"Don’t just stay still, move." 

"Yes..!" 

X tapped her thighs, adjusting her posture. 

"Spread your legs more. Good, now with your legs spread, put your hands behind your head." 

"Hhuuk..." 

"Now squat down, like you’re doing a squat." 

With tears in her eyes, Heo Seong-ah fixed her posture as instructed. 

"Stay still, okay?" 

"Yes..." 

It was a chairless squat, legs bent almost at right angles. 

Even staying still was hard to endure, but X persistently tapped her body, finding the best angle to hit.