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EP.171 Obedient and Well-Behaved Female Livestock 

Jun-ha, who always had a contrarian attitude, smiled as if he found the situation utterly enjoyable. 

“Spread your pussy properly.” 

“Huuuk…” 

“And anus? You, as a female livestock, shouldn’t use such refined terms as ‘anus’.” 

“Yes…?” 

If you don’t call it an anus, then what are you supposed to call it? 

Heo Seong-ah, bewildered, tried to think it through but simply couldn’t figure out what her master intended. 

“Th-then what should I call it…” 

“Sheesh, you stupid bitch… There are tons of words: ‘asshole’, ‘back pussy’, ‘anal pussy’, ‘sub-cock sheath’, something like that. Use your imagination, pussy.” 

“Ah… Yes, Master…” 

If you just explain it verbally, she won’t understand and is sure to repeat the same mistakes. 

A mere female livestock should never utter human words of dignity. 

“Hey, pussy. Beg again, right now.” 

“Yes, Master…” 

He was determined to correct her attitude on the spot with instant feedback every time something like this happened. 

“Uhm…” 

She knew enough now how to say ‘anus’ in a vulgar way. 

But then, what should she call her genitals? 

Thinking that ‘pussy’ itself was dirty, Heo Seong-ah couldn’t come up with an even more vulgar term. 

“Just hit my pussy, not my back pussy, Master…” 

“Pfft, haha!! Of course ‘pussy’ is ‘pussy’, what’s with just saying ‘pussy’? That’s hilarious.” 

“Huuuk…” 

She always gave such amusing reactions when tormented, which made it fun for Jun-ha to keep teasing her. He lightly swung the stick, slapping her pussy. 

Thwack  

“Uuh…” 

Tap, thwack, thwack  

“Haa… auhk…!” 

Even though she was definitely being hit hard, it didn’t actually hurt that much. 

She wasn’t sure if it was due to the narrow surface of the stick, or if her master was going easy on her. 

“It doesn’t hurt, right?” 

“Huh? Yes…” 

Even after being hit nine times in a row, Heo Seong-ah’s reaction was calm. 

Her hands were still spreading herself wide open. 

She felt so little that her posture didn’t even collapse just a slight tingling, maybe? 

“There’s a fine line between pain and pleasure. Now you’re actually feeling pleasure from getting your pussy smacked.” 

“I-is that so?” 

Jun-ha, getting bored as he was about to deliver the last hit, put down the wooden stick. 

“This isn’t even punishment, is it? Let’s make the last one proper.” 

“Pardon?” 

“Don’t move and stay still, pussy.” 

His footsteps receded into the distance. 

Jun-ha returned holding something that fit perfectly in his hand. 

“This should do.” 

“Uuuh…” 

Heo Seong-ah, her head down, couldn’t see and felt scared. 

She was convinced it was a much more terrifying implement than the stick, swallowing tears yet what Jun-ha held was just an ordinary plastic rice paddle from the kitchen. 

He tapped it lightly against her pussy. 

“Huuuk… huuh… haa…” 

The tapping felt so good that little moans escaped through her slightly parted lips. 

With her juices clinging to the paddle, it made obscene, wet sounds. 

“What a true pervert pussy~ At this rate, you can’t even function in daily life.” 

“Huk…” 

“Consider this one as a test… Unless you make a big mistake, you won’t be punished like this in the future. So don’t cry, even if it hurts.” 

What was so scary about this? 

After tossing aside the rice paddle, Jun-ha swung his wrist with all his might and struck Heo Seong-ah’s pussy. 

SMACK  

“Kk!” 

Letting out a sharp scream, Heo Seong-ah trembled, swallowing her breath. 

Her body jolted upward upon impact, eyes wide open. 

The pain slowly rose and she curled up like a hibernating bear cub. 

“Ah… auuu… aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” 

The growing pain kept intensifying. 

It felt like someone was stamping on her pussy or slamming down with a boot. 

No, perhaps it was even worse. 

“Kkuuh… aaaa… huu… kkuuuuk…” 

“Who gave you permission to masturbate, you bitch?” 

Unable to stand the pain, Heo Seong-ah began rubbing her pussy to cool it, but it looked as if she were masturbating. 

“Hey, pussy, get back in position.” 

“Huh… M-master…” 

“Are you trying to make me mad?” 

“Hic!” 

Heo Seong-ah, as before, raised her lower body while pressing her head to the floor in the humiliating pussy-apology posture. 

“Who told you to touch yourself without permission?” 

“N-no…” 

“No?” 

“It’s not that…” 

“It’s not that?” 

“Auh…” 

“Auh?” 

Jun-ha ridiculed her, seizing on every word and twisting it. 

No matter what excuse she gave, touching her pussy was still the fact, and now he would show her the consequences. 

“Pussy, you’re not to make excuses to me, or talk back, or feel wronged.” 

“Huuuk…” 

“If I say so, that’s how it is. If I tell you to die, you have to die. That’s what dirt-on-the-floor female livestock like you are. Got it?” 

“Huuuuk… Yes, Master…” 

A female livestock and the master. 

He made her realize the vast gulf between the two. 

“You’re my toy for the rest of your life, pussy.” 

“...” 

“Oh? Not answering?” 

“Yes, Master..! I’m… hick! Master’s toy..!” 

“That’s right, pussy-slut. You’re my toy.” 

Jun-ha drove her pride down to the very bottom, mocking her whenever she tried to act human. 

“So, what are you supposed to do right now?” 

“Huuuk…” 

“Stop crying and think for yourself. Take action.” 

She touched her pussy because it hurt, but the master misunderstood, thinking she’d masturbated. It felt unfair. 

She wanted to protest. 

Still, as livestock, the only thing to do was… 

“I’m sorry for masturbating my pussy without permission, Master…” 

“Good.” 

Heo Seong-ah humiliated herself by apologizing with her pussy fully displayed. 

Sad, unfair, depressed… 

But those emotions were irrelevant now. 

Just  

With a blank face  

She smiled and fawned to please her master. 

That, truly, was the role and attitude of a model female livestock. 

“Are you reflecting? You admit you were wrong to touch yourself, right?” 

“Yes… I’m sorry… huuk…” 

“If you’re sorry, that’s enough. So how many hits do you want this time?” 

“Hicc.!!” 

Every mistake must be followed by punishment. 

No matter how unreasonable the accusation, there were no exceptions. 

“Three… I’ll take three, Master…” 

“Alright. It’s a bit light, but I’ll let it go this time. But you know you better not masturbate again, right?” 

“Huuuk…” 

For example, it was a threat not to rub her pussy with her hand after being hit. 

SMACK  

“Kk!” 

SMACK  

“Hauk…!” 

SLAP  

“Nehhhhaaah…” 

Each time her pussy was struck, she felt her strength fade away. 

She could have peed herself right then and it wouldn’t have seemed strange. 

Her lower body trembled as if frozen solid. 

Her battered, swollen pussy hurt so much she unconsciously reached down, but quickly clenched her fist and stopped. 

“Well done.” 

“Thank you, Master…” 

When you praise, you must really praise. 

Smiling brightly, Jun-ha gently stroked her head. 

“Let’s keep this up, pussy, okay?” 

“Yes..!” 

For sure, since being confined to the basement, Heo Seong-ah had become a much more obedient livestock. 

That also meant she was that much more afraid of physical violence. 

Well… 

She was still far from being a perfect female livestock. 

After the hellish punishment ended, Heo Seong-ah was left alone in the basement for a while. 

Although she technically had free time, there was no way she could rest comfortably. 

Time without punishment, time without other assigned tasks, was always meant for “reflection,” to think about herself as livestock. 

“Huuuuk…” 

She knelt upright, her back ramrod straight. 

Her hands were tied behind her back to prevent masturbation. 

She closed her eyes, picturing her life as a female livestock, desperately waiting for her master to return. 

“Kk… uh…” 

Her swollen, stinging buttocks made her wiggle her feet. 

No matter how much she tried to meditate, the present pain ruined her focus. 

All she wanted to do was lie down and nap, but her master had warned her not to move even slightly or else she’d be punished again. 

“Huuuk…” 

It felt like more than an hour had passed. 

Her back hunched over, Heo Seong-ah let out a faint moan, sweating profusely. 

Not only was she kneeling on the hard floor, but her butt was bruised and swollen, and her body already sensitive from aphrodisiacs was being compressed under her weight. 

“Ha… kkuuk…” 

To be honest… 

Even if she changed posture, her master wouldn’t know. 

There was no CCTV, and in such an old basement, she’d hear the stairs creak long before anyone arrived. 

She could rest lying down, then quickly kneel again when footsteps came. 

However… 

Fear of punishment left Heo Seong-ah unable to move at all. 

Once upon a time, she’d have played such tricks to get away with things, but now she was too terrified to try anything. 

“Ha… huu…” 

She never wanted to be beaten until her butt burst again. 

All she could do was desperately hope her master would return soon.