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EP.235 Time for Reflection 

Unlike piercings, there is no way to completely erase a tattoo unless you cut away the skin with a knife. 

“How does it feel? A brand that will never disappear for the rest of your life?” 

“Hhic..!” 

Heo Seong-ah, plunged into deep despair, was at a loss for words. 

Even now, living as female livestock, and even if she were to leave that life behind and become human again in the distant future... 

It would be a terrible brand that would torment her forever, reminding her of her sins. 

“It’s already dark~ It’s about time to close up the shop~” 

Hearing the owner’s words, Jun-ha checked the time. 

It was already well past 9 p.m. 

“We’ll get going. Thank you.” 

“Sure~ Come again next time~” 

Jun-ha, holding the leash, stopped in front of the illegal clinic’s entrance. 

A dark night with a full moon. 

He had to squint to barely adapt to the darkness and see the outline of the alley. 

Walking on a street with no streetlights was dangerous, so they needed to hurry home. 

Especially in these grim times with murder cases, a man walking with livestock at night was practically suicide. 

“Hmm... Let’s not go home.” 

“Huh..?” 

It was about an hour’s walk from the back alley to Jun-ha’s mansion. 

Walking a mountain path with no visibility under a dark sky was extremely risky. 

But they couldn’t just sleep outside, either. 

After some thought, Jun-ha turned to the right. 

If they went left, they’d reach the main road home, but to the right was the shop where the uterus ring had been inserted. 

He’d heard there were training rooms for female livestock there. 

Jun-ha planned to spend a “happy” night in one of those rooms with Heo Seong-ah. 

“Sir, you’re back again? Is there something you need?” 

“Oh, not a modification... I just want to rent a room for the night. I’ll be using it all night.” 

“We don’t have sleeping rooms, but there are two empty livestock training rooms available. As a member, you can use them for free anytime-just fill out the logbook.” 

“Thank you.” 

The logbook listed each room number and whether it was in use. 

Jun-ha wrote his name and check-in time next to vacant Room 201. 

He took note of the instruction to record his check-out time when leaving, and entered Room 201. 

“Spacious.” 

It was hard to believe this basement room was so large. 

About 8 pyeong (roughly 26 square meters), windowless, soundproofed, and furnished to suit a “training room.” 

There was a cot, a desk, shelves... and all sorts of latches and rings installed around the room, likely for tying up and torturing. 

“Oh...” 

Next to the door, a smart tablet allowed you to rent various training tools. 

Simple ones were free, but disposable or time-consuming items required a fee. 

“Should’ve come here from the start, right?” 

“Hhic... yes...” 

Expressing his regret, Jun-ha looked down at Heo Seong-ah, who was crouched at his feet. 

Without a word, he dropped a paper bag in front of her face. 

“Hhic..!” 

“Pick one.” 

Turning his back, Jun-ha started browsing training tools on the tablet. 

There were many items you’d find in any adult store. 

Here and there, he also saw custom-made torture devices from the communal facility that ordinary people could never get. 

The rental fee for those started at a million won. 

Who would spend hundreds of thousands just for a single “cock case” training session? 

... 

... 

Here he was. 

“Might as well try them all~” 

Rich kid Jun-ha put every tool he liked into the shopping cart, regardless of price. 

“Seong-ah, did you pick?” 

“Yes, Master..!” 

Kneeling, Heo Seong-ah held a neatly folded slip in her hand. 

“You picked honestly, right?” 

“Huh..? Yes!” 

She nodded vigorously. 

At first, she’d thought about checking the slips before picking, but couldn’t bring herself to do it. 

If she got caught, she couldn’t handle the consequences, and since Jun-ha had said she’d have to do every punishment anyway, it was foolish to risk it. 

“Alright~ Let’s see what you picked.” 

The punishment written on the slip was “Face the wall and reflect.” 

“Oh~ You picked the perfect punishment!” 

“Huh..?” 

Looking at the slip, Heo Seong-ah felt relieved-it seemed simple enough. 

“You’re still under the painkiller, right? If you’d picked something else, I would’ve made you rest for an hour before training... Your luck is terrible, huh?” 

“Uuu...” 

Hearing that, it felt like she’d picked the worst punishment after all. 

Still, since she’d have to endure them all eventually, she tried to calm herself by thinking it was better to get one over with quickly. 

“No, really... I like being punished by you without any breaks...” 

“Alright. Then let’s get ready.” 

After ordering the necessary tools via tablet, Jun-ha removed the piercing chain from Heo Seong-ah’s body. 

A short time later, two staff members knocked and entered with the ordered items in a box. 

“Hello, sir. We’ll install your items now.” 

“Thank you.” 

First, they set up a large full-length mirror against the wall. 

Then, they arranged the ordered tools on a wheeled cart. 

“Oh, can I request something extra now?” 

“Of course, sir. Anything you want.” 

“Then...” 

Jun-ha asked them to install a hook in the ceiling right in front of the mirror, and one staff member used a drill and ladder to secure it. 

He gave them a small tip of 100,000 won for their excellent service. 

“Shall we begin?” 

“Yes...” 

“No need to be so scared. It’s just simple reflection time, right?” 

He gestured toward the mirror. 

Reading the cue, Heo Seong-ah knelt in front of the mirror, frowning as Jun-ha approached, pulling a rope taut. 

“Stay still~” 

“Yes...” 

Jun-ha tied her wrists behind her back so she couldn’t move. 

“Stand up.” 

“Yes, Master...” 

He tied a rope to her nipple piercings, ran it through the ceiling hook, and connected it to her ponytail at a height where she could just barely stand on tiptoe. 

If she lowered her heels, she’d feel pain in her nipples and scalp. 

“We’re not done yet, so stay still.” 

“Yes..!” 

He tied a thin fishing line to her clitoral piercing, ran it between her legs, and threaded the end through her bound wrists. 

“Can’t quite remember... was it tied like this? Ah, there~” 

Recalling something he’d seen online, Jun-ha finished tying the rope. 

Right now, the rope digging into her crotch pressed painfully against her labia, but if she raised her arms a bit, the rope would slacken and hang down. 

“Try moving your arms a bit.” 

“Yes, Master...” 

With her wrists tied, it wasn’t easy to lift her arms. 

She had to twist her wrists, use her elbows, and push up along her back-maybe 3cm of movement at best, but that was enough. 

Jun-ha, humming, attached a vibrator to the rope between her legs-a sex toy that was inert when still but vibrated wildly under pressure. 

“Done. It’s 10 o’clock now... You’ll stay like this for 2 hours. If you make it to midnight, you can pee and eat.” 

“Yes, Master..!” 

Jun-ha picked up a smooth wooden rod like a billiard cue. 

Despite its light appearance, it had some heft and was hard to swing. 

Whoosh- 

When swung hard, it made a buzzing sound like a hornet. 

If you got hit with it, you’d definitely scream. 

Jun-ha poked Heo Seong-ah’s butt with the end of the stick. 

“Seong-ah, from now on you’re going to face the wall and quietly reflect. Got it?” 

“Yes, Master..!” 

“Every time your gaze leaves the mirror, you get a hit on the butt. If your posture slips, another hit. Since you can’t feel pain right now because of the painkiller, all the spankings will be saved up and given at the end.” 

“Yes..!” 

It was a surprisingly simple punishment. 

The spankings were just a threat to keep her still. 

If she stood on tiptoe and stayed still for two hours, she’d avoid pain. 

And... 

What? 

He’d spank her every time her eyes left the mirror? 

How would he keep track of that? 

He’d probably ask at the end, “How many times did you look away?” and expect an honest answer. 

“Seong-ah, you’re thinking of just zoning out for two hours instead of reflecting, aren’t you?” 

“Hhic! N-no..!” 

Caught off guard, Heo Seong-ah hiccupped in surprise.