18-192

EP.192 The Perfect Result of Training 

Whether as female livestock or as a pet… 

Heo Seong-ah thought there wasn't much difference anymore, and lowered her head with a bitter smile. 

"Stay still." 

Jun-ha grabbed the shower head and, without warning, turned on the faucet and poured cold water over her head. 

"Haaa… aah!" 

Shocked by the sudden cold water, Heo Seong-ah nearly had a heart attack. 

The cold made her muscles tense and her body freeze. 

She tried to curl up in the bathtub, but with her shoulders firmly held in place, she couldn’t move. 

"It'll get warm soon. Wait." 

"Huuh…" 

The cold water gradually became lukewarm, then reached the perfect warm temperature. 

How nice it would have been if he'd waited until the water warmed up to start with. 

Jun-ha’s playful pranks always annoyed Heo Seong-ah. 

"Anywhere itchy?" 

"No, Master..." 

Remembering his childhood dog, Jun-ha washed her body. 

He straightened her rough, unwashed hair and scrubbed her sweaty body clean with a body towel. 

He was especially thorough between her legs, her anus, and her breasts. 

Every time he scrubbed sensitive places, Heo Seong-ah twitched with pleasure. 

"Huu…" 

"Wait." 

"Yes, Master..." 

After nearly an hour, the shower was finished. 

Jun-ha kindly dried her off with a towel and even blow-dried her hair. 

"How's that? Pretty, huh?" 

"Yes..." 

Staring at her reflection in the full-length mirror, Heo Seong-ah blankly touched her face. 

"Is this... me...?" 

From head to toe, she felt both familiar and strangely different. 

Suddenly, memories of her human life surfaced she couldn't even see the image of a female livestock. 

"Hic..." 

With no smile on her face, tears welled up and fell. 

Not even feeling like crying, Heo Seong-ah wiped her eyes and sniffled. 

"Haa, you just finished washing, why cry again? You’ll get tear stains." 

"Sorry... hic..." 

"Aren’t you happy being with me? Or are you sad?" 

"N-no!! It’s not that…" 

"If it's not that, then what is it?" 

"Um..." 

Jun-ha kept pestering her for reassurances of her affection. 

He always found it frustrating when Seong-ah fumbled for words and couldn’t explain herself properly. 

"Sigh..." 

Folding his arms, Jun-ha turned away, saying he was bored. 

"Forget it, what's the point. Come out to the living room." 

"Yes, Master..." 

Assuming she’d just make more empty excuses, he frowned and left for the living room. 

Anyone could see he was obviously angry, and once he sulked, it was hard to cheer him up. 

In those moments, he seemed like a big child. 

"Aren’t you coming?" 

"Yes..!" 

Regretting her glance in the mirror, now depressed, Heo Seong-ah crawled like a dog out to the living room. 

There, she saw an array of plugs and dildos laid out on the table. 

"Lie down." 

"Hic..." 

Heo Seong-ah quickly curled up at his feet, afraid to hesitate and risk punishment. 

"Don’t move, alright?" 

"Yes..!" 

Wearing latex gloves, Jun-ha first slathered gel on a urethral plug and pressed it into her. 

"Aaah!" 

Thanks to a day of expansion, it went in with little trouble. 

There was a persistent stinging pain at her urethral opening that made it hard to breathe, but Jun-ha twisted the base to lock it in place. 

"Aaagh!" 

The pressure spreading from below her bladder was something she could never get used to. 

She tried to clench her urethral sphincter by instinct, but once locked in, the plug wouldn't budge. 

"We're not done, stay still." 

"Yes..!" 

Next, Jun-ha coated an anal plug with gel and inserted it into her anus. 

"Kkhhiiik!" 

This felt utterly different than before... 

If the urethra brought horrific pain, the anal plug was so pleasurable it felt insane. 

The ridges in her rectum, artificially created, were pressed and stimulated by the plug, giving a sensation like her clitoris being pinched and rubbed. 

"Khaaang..!" 

Heo Seong-ah’s vulgar pussy pulsed as she tensed her abdomen. 

Freshly washed, her crack began to moisten again. 

A drop of thick natural love juice clung like a thin spiderweb and fell from the tip of her clitoris. 

"Really is a trashy pussy, right?" 

"Hic... y-yes..." 

Jun-ha, delighted by her self-mocking, smiled brightly as he picked up the pink dildo. 

He shoved it deep into her already slick pussy, not bothering with extra gel. 

"Aaaahhh!!" 

Her vagina, which even struggled to take a finger, swallowed the dildo to the base, leaving no trace. 

If she spread herself, the base of the dildo would faintly be visible as her inner walls writhed. 

"Seong-ah, if you put it in so deep, how are you going to get it out later? Try pulling it out some." 

"Ah... aaang..!!" 

Jun-ha spread her open with one hand, stimulating her clitoris with the other. 

The more pleasure she felt, the more she tensed her abdomen, clenching the dildo even tighter, pulling it in deeper. 

"Aaaang..!!" 

With three rods separated only by thin membranes, every time she clenched, she could feel the shape of the dildo clearly. 

"Kuuu..." 

It felt good. 

Maybe because she’d gone so long neglected? 

Being stimulated like this made Heo Seong-ah feel genuine happiness. 

"Haaa... aah..." 

She squeezed and relaxed her muscles, pleasuring herself, 

until sticky fluid overflowed from her stuffed pussy. 

"Haa, Seong-ah. If you do that, what’s the point of me plugging you up?" 

"Sorry..." 

"Can’t you hold back, even a little? Or is it impossible with that trashy pussy?" 

"I’ll try, Master… hic..." 

"Sigh..." 

If effort alone could solve everything, half the world would be geniuses. 

Unable to control her own secretions, what effort could she possibly make? Jun-ha could only sigh at her hollow words. 

"Enough. Get up. Starting today, it’s back to training." 

"Ah... auh..." 

"Work hard and become the livestock I want, okay?" 

She’d barely escaped the basement  

but the hellish days kept repeating endlessly. 

On and on… 

Forever… 

A month passed before she knew it. 

Short if you call it short, long if you call it long  

in that time, Heo Seong-ah’s body and heart became utterly obedient. 

At first, she often showed signs of rebellion, but as soon as she realized there was truly no way out of this horrible livestock life, her attitude changed dramatically. 

If Master commanded it, she obeyed without protest; 

no matter how humiliating or degrading, she felt no resistance; 

even if wronged or miserable, she always pledged obedience with a smile. 

Now, even if Jun-ha ordered her to lick his asshole after he used the toilet, she’d stick out her tongue and smile as if enjoying it. 

Jun-ha was overjoyed at how his steady training had paid off in just a month. 

It was thanks to his “love and affection” during her training, but also partly due to a drug she’d received from the communal facility: 

『A drug to enhance obedience and dependency』 

Developed by top researchers in a secret underground lab, it was the height of scientific achievement. 

Using this drug, Jun-ha brainwashed her every night  

beating and abusing her by day under the guise of training, 

whispering sweet love and giving her blissful release every night. 

Heo Seong-ah kept trying not to be gaslit. 

But repeated brainwashing, without her noticing, slowly devoured her mind. 

Now, even without being told, she started to look forward to the nights, touching herself shamelessly as she waited for bedtime. 

No matter how harsh the daytime ‘education,’ she could endure it by looking forward to the happiness of climax every night. 

Climax became her reason for living life without it was unthinkable. 

After one month, she couldn’t live without her Master. 

Entirely focused on her Master, she never even glanced at another man, and her thoughts of escaping had long since vanished. 

Heo Seong-ah felt like she was getting stupider by the day and it wasn’t just her imagination. 

A little each day, Jun-ha 

without her noticing, 

was steadily breaking her mind: lowering her intelligence to that of a child during the brainwashing process, 

until she became a fool who could think of nothing but orgasms. 

All the knowledge she’d learned throughout her life had long since vanished. 

She constantly thought only of Jun-ha, picturing herself screaming with pleasure, being fucked by him. 

Try as she might, filthy fantasies clung to her mind like glue she couldn’t get rid of them. 

The more she became aware, the more she realized just how wet and trashy her pussy always was. 

Yes… 

Now, Heo Seong-ah… 

was a perfect female livestock who could never return to her past.