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EP.225 Uterus Tattoo (3) 

She wanted nothing more than to escape from this place right now. 

If she couldn’t escape, she would rather kill everyone who tormented her. 

“Huuu…” 

With these dark thoughts, Heo Seong-ah glanced around the bathroom. There were plenty of items that could be used as weapons: a razor, eyebrow scissors, a hairpin… 

Could she do it…? 

It was possible. 

If she steeled her heart, she could stab her master in a moment of carelessness. No one would ever expect a female livestock to harbor such murderous intent. 

But… 

If she actually did it, she would become a truly irredeemable criminal. 

For attempting to kill her master, she would be sentenced to death and turned into a limbless onahole, forced to live as a breeder for men in a hell from which she could never escape, even if she wanted to die. 

“Haaa…” 

Swear true obedience and pledge to be with her master forever…? 

To love the person who made her this way, to have children and build a happy family…? 

No matter how she thought about it, it was impossible. 

Even after repeated brainwashing and drugs she didn’t even know the name of, her body might submit, but her heart never could. 

Her hatred for her master was too deep to accept eternal love as a way to escape reality. 

Unless this knot in her heart disappeared, Heo Seong-ah would always look for a chance to escape from him. 

“Endure… just endure…” 

She didn’t know when, but… 

For that day, she resolved to endure any punishment, no matter how cruel. 

“Why are you so late~?” 

“I washed up thoroughly.” 

“Hmmm~ You smell nice~” 

The musty sweat smell was gone from Heo Seong-ah’s body, replaced by a pleasant floral scent. 

Jun-ha, without looking at her, sat reading a catalog. 

The catalog was full of painful punishments for female livestock, all of which appealed to him-he read with interest, planning to use them someday. 

“Stay still~” 

“Yes…” 

The so-called “female livestock clothing,” a grotesque piercing chain, was removed by the owner, who unclipped the Y-shaped chain from her body. 

“Now, sit there~” 

Heo Seong-ah hesitated, but walked to the birthing chair the owner pointed at. 

It was a humiliating chair that fixed her in place with her legs spread wide. 

She’d sat in it many times before, so she didn’t resist. 

“Uut…” 

She sat her butt down on the chair with its firm restraints. 

Once she leaned back and put her legs up, there would be no way to escape the uterus tattoo. 

She hesitated, not wanting to go through with it, but… 

There was no other choice now. 

“I’m going to secure your body, so don’t move~?” 

“Yes…” 

The owner tightened the rubber straps attached to the chair, binding Heo Seong-ah tightly. 

After checking the restraints, she brought over the tattoo tools one by one and set them on the shelf. 

As the owner hummed and moved around, Heo Seong-ah, staring at the ceiling, trembled with fear. 

“All ready~ Time to draw the stencil first~?” 

“Hiiik..!” 

Suddenly, a cold transfer sheet touched her lower belly. 

Startled, Heo Seong-ah’s shoulders jerked. 

“Stay still~” 

“Yes…” 

The owner used a black pen to trace the design. 

A vulgar heart-shaped uterus tattoo took shape on her smooth lower belly. 

“Customer~ come over here and take a look~?” 

With the basic work done, the owner called Jun-ha over to see the result. 

He nodded in satisfaction at the obscene uterus tattoo decorating her lower abdomen. 

“Looks good. You’re going to add color here, right?” 

“That’s right~ Even just the outline looks like this-imagine how lewd it’ll be with color~” 

“Haha! I like it.” 

Even before seeing the finished result, Jun-ha was so excited that he grabbed his gradually hardening groin with a lecherous grin. 

“By the way, are you properly disinfecting your piercings?” 

“No, it’s a hassle and I keep forgetting.” 

“What~? You have to do it even if it’s a hassle! It might seem fine at first, but if it gets infected, it’s really dangerous-you might have to cut out the piercing area if it goes bad!” 

“Isn’t that something the female livestock should take care of?” 

Jun-ha shrugged off all responsibility, thinking nothing of it. 

He might own her body, but she was the one who had to take care of it. 

If she neglected it and got an irreversible injury, she alone would have to bear the pain. 

“Hhuuk…” 

Heo Seong-ah felt a sadness so deep her chest ached. 

Her master’s words seemed so cruel. 

Every time she was treated as less than human, tears welled up against her will. 

“Don’t be so harsh~ You don’t like using broken livestock, do you?” 

“Not really… If she’s broken, I’ll just use her as she is and throw her away. She’s just a disposable product made for that purpose anyway.” 

Jun-ha replied in a cold, emotionless voice, but he didn’t really mean it. 

He was just venting his disappointment in Heo Seong-ah with cruel words. 

“Liar~” 

The owner, who’d seen all kinds of people running an illegal clinic, immediately saw through Jun-ha’s lie. 

“It’s true.” 

“Well~ It’s also my fault for not giving you disinfectant.” 

The owner took disposable cotton, alcohol, and a small tube of ointment from the shelf and put them in a paper bag. 

“Take this~ I’m giving it to you in advance so you don’t forget again~” 

“Thank you.” 

“At least three times a day! Morning, noon, and night-don’t skip it~” 

“Yes.” 

“And…” 

She opened a box next to the tattoo kit. 

Inside were more tubes of ointment and a bunch of 5ml syringes. 

“You’ll need anesthesia. What should I use? If money’s no object, skin anesthesia is best~” 

“Ah, don’t use anesthesia.” 

“Huh~?” 

“Well, the uterus tattoo is a punishment for female livestock. I’d prefer if it hurt as much as possible…” 

The owner glanced at trembling Heo Seong-ah. 

She wanted to skip anesthesia as the customer requested, but with Heo Seong-ah so terrified and tensed up, it would be impossible to make a good tattoo. 

“I get what you mean, but if you don’t use anesthesia, the skin tenses up and the design won’t come out right. Since it’s a one-time thing, it’s better to make it as pretty as possible, right?” 

“Then… use skin anesthesia.” 

“Okay~” 

Jun-ha swallowed his disappointment-he’d wanted to hear Heo Seong-ah’s screams as she was tattooed. 

With his part done, he sat back in the waiting room and read the catalog. 

“I’ll start the anesthesia now~” 

“Hhuuk… hhic.!!” 

Wearing latex gloves, the owner rubbed plenty of numbing ointment onto Heo Seong-ah’s lower belly. 

While waiting ten minutes for the anesthesia to take effect, she checked the tattoo kit. 

Whirrr- 

“Hhic!” 

The rapid in-and-out sound of the needle, like a sewing machine, triggered Heo Seong-ah’s fear. 

“Works fine~” 

The owner connected the pink ink bottle to the nozzle and wheeled her chair next to Heo Seong-ah. 

She pressed down on Heo Seong-ah’s lower belly with one hand and held the tattoo kit in the other. 

She angled the needle and pierced the skin. 

“Does it hurt?” 

“Hhic… no…” 

“Good~ The anesthesia worked. Let’s get started-we don’t have much time~” 

“Kkhuk…” 

Whirrrrr- 

“Haaaeeuk..!” 

There was no pain, but she could vividly feel the strange sensation of the needle digging in and pulling out. 

The loud sewing sound and the faint, burning smell of flesh filled the air. 

“Kkeuuuk…” 

Getting a uterus tattoo she didn’t want, tied to the gynecological chair, Heo Seong-ah experienced hell in real time. 

She wished she could have just been put under and woken up afterward. 

“Kkeuuuk..!” 

She couldn’t close her eyes. 

She was so exhausted she thought she’d go crazy, but she couldn’t sleep. 

She stared at the ceiling, eyes wide, feeling every prick of the needle. 

Whirrrrr- 

“Hhuuk… kkeuk…” 

One hour, two hours, three hours… 

“All done~” 

After almost six hours, the uterus tattoo procedure was finished. 

The owner wiped the sweat from her forehead and stood up. 

The design was so complicated, it took longer than expected. 

There was still some finishing work to do. 

She wiped Heo Seong-ah’s lower belly with a clean cloth and touched up the lighter areas with a few more jabs. 

“How is it, customer~? Perfect, right?” 

“Oh… Yes. I like it.” 

At some point, Jun-ha had come over to watch the tattooing up close. 

He smiled in satisfaction at the even more vulgar uterus tattoo than he’d imagined.