18-168

EP.168 Getting Spanked Until Her Butt Bursts 

Heo Seong-ah’s body was tied to the only supporting pillar holding up the basement space. 

Was she really "tied"? In truth, she was simply hugging the pillar herself, with her wrists bound in place. She could have moved if she truly wanted to, but that loose restraint was its own kind of hell. 

SMACK  

"Kkaaaah !!" 

A solid aluminum kayak paddle struck Heo Seong-ah’s buttocks. 

The wide surface ensured that every inch of her butt was hit, with room to spare. 

"Kkeup..!" 

The pain soared beyond anything she could imagine. She stiffened, stretching out her legs and clenching her lips tightly. Her pupils dilated involuntarily and her back tensed. 

Was this what being caned in the Joseon Dynasty felt like? Even after a single blow, her whole body had locked up. 

SMACK  

"Nehhh…!" 

The second blow nearly made her collapse on the spot. Her bound wrists kept her attached to the pillar, pulling her downward and leaving her in an awkward position, her butt sticking out. Jun-ha seized the moment, adjusting his grip on the paddle like a baseball bat. 

SMACK  

"Kyaaahhh !!" 

All this happened in barely five seconds. 

Three strikes in rapid succession had Heo Seong-ah twisting and crying with tears. 

A glance back showed Jun-ha gripping the kayak paddle, changing his stance. 

"Ah... auh, Master..." 

She called out for him pitifully, but it was as if there were a transparent wall Jun-ha kept swinging the paddle, wordlessly. 

SMACK  

"Kyaaahhhhh !!" 

Heo Seong-ah screamed, her mouth opening wide as she shook with pain. 

"Puhaha! That's fucking hilarious." 

"Huukk..." 

Jun-ha laughed at her desperate thrashing and continued his task. 

SMACK  

"Kyaaahhhh..!!" 

Another blow shot a flash of pain through her already red and bruised buttocks. 

"Kkeuuuuk..!!" 

Clenching her teeth, Heo Seong-ah twisted, frantically yanking at her tied wrists. Despite wrenching her arms until it felt her bones might break, the tightly knotted rope would not loosen Jun-ha had intentionally tied an impossible knot. 

"Aaauu!! Please!!" 

Driven by the wish to escape, she flailed so wildly that her wrists chafed and bled, though she barely noticed the pain. 

SMACK  

"Keuk..!" 

Each time she was struck, her back bent like a shrimp, slumping against the pillar. 

"Agh... agh..." 

She trembled, briefly overcome by the lingering pain, but only for a moment. 

SMACK  

"Kyaaaaahhh!!" 

Jun-ha kept swinging, giving no time to rest. 

"Take your beating properly, pussy." 

He hadn’t decided on a set number. 

He would keep beating her fleshy buttocks until they burst with bruises, or until she admitted her fault and truly repented. Jun-ha had resolved to become the world’s scariest demon. 

SMACK  

"Kyaaahhhh..!!" 

The pain went far past "it hurts" with no pause, it felt unending. 

Her buttocks felt numb, as if anesthetized, but with each strike, the pain pressed in as if crushing her bones. 

SMACK  

"Aaaagh!!" 

Her fingers and toes twisted unnaturally as she trembled, trying to keep her legs from buckling. 

She looked ready to collapse, but Jun-ha showed no mercy. 

SMACK  

"Kyaaaaaaaaaah!!" 

No matter how much she cried or screamed, the pain didn’t end. 

A backward glance showed the swelling in her bruised buttocks. 

With a blank expression, Jun-ha swung the paddle again. 

"Ah, auh... Master..." 

SMACK  

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaah!!" 

It hurt. 

It truly, disgustingly hurt. 

It would hurt to be struck even lightly this full-swing beating left her buttocks destroyed. 

"Haauk... hauu... kkeuk..." 

If only she could at least be freed from her binds. 

Normal people aren’t beaten this badly, are they? 

"Huuk..." 

Her burning butt begged to be rubbed, and all she wanted was to bow in apology. 

But now, even that was a freedom denied her. 

SMACK  

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaah!!" 

Tied up like a beast, thrashed around the pillar, the only freedom allowed her was screaming until her voice gave out. 

Even that felt forced and unnatural. 

"Auh... auh... hauu... kkeuk..!" 

She had cried so long her tears were gone. 

Her lips had dried out, and her mouth felt parched. 

"Haa... uuu..." 

She’d lost fluids all day, so it was no surprise. 

"M... Master..." 

SMACK  

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!" 

Forgiveness was denied. 

It was too early to ask for mercy. 

Jun-ha swung the paddle over and over, not pausing, until Heo Seong-ah could bear no more and twisted to the side. 

"Oh? Look at you." 

"Kkeh... hauk..." 

With only her wrists tied, Heo Seong-ah managed to swing her body around the pillar, moving her butt out of reach. 

Jun-ha hadn’t expected such cheekiness; he smirked, following her slowly in a circle. 

"Auu... huu..." 

If she turned her back, the beating would continue. 

Watching Jun-ha warily with terrified eyes, she kept moving. 

"Puhaha! This is hilarious." 

If she kept it up, she’d just keep spinning around the pillar forever. 

"Hey, pussy. Why did you screw up so bad you need your ass beat... geez." 

"Huuk..." 

What could she possibly have done to deserve this? 

No matter how she thought, she couldn’t understand why she was being punished. 

"Haa, enough." 

Tap, tap  

Jun-ha, looking tired, squatted on the ground and tapped the paddle on the floor. 

"Pussy. Come here and stick your butt out." 

"Huuk..." 

A forceful command. 

A scary tone. 

A chilling glare. 

"Hukk..!" 

It must be how a puppy feels gazing at a dog butcher. 

"Come quickly." 

Tap, tap  

Jun-ha tapped the floor, ordering her to move. 

"Huuk..." 

Even though she didn’t want to go, she knew she had no choice. 

Her butt hurt so much she thought she’d die, but maybe just maybe if she tried to negotiate, he might listen? 

After all, the night before, he’d been so kind... 

"Master, I really... it just hurts so much..." 

"One." 

"Hukk.!!" 

"Two..." 

Ignoring her plea, Jun-ha counted meaninglessly, tapping the floor. 

"Three." 

"Ah, auh..." 

"Four." 

He wouldn’t talk. 

Her body wouldn’t move. 

Caught, frozen in fear, her mind grew more and more tangled. 

"Five." 

"Ah, hukk..! Master..!" 

"Six..." 

She was scared. 

She was terrified. 

She felt like she might go insane. 

Finally, unable to think straight, she walked toward her master, trembling, sticking her butt out as if asking to be beaten. 

"Huuk..." 

Her butt throbbed as if it would burst, but she had no other choice. 

Her master wasn’t listening to her at all. 

"Haa, why are you so defiant, pussy?" 

"Huuk..." 

"Tell me. Why are you rebelling?" 

He gave her a chance to speak. 

Thinking this might be her one and only chance, Heo Seong-ah poured out all her bottled emotions in a wavering voice. 

"Huuk... Master..! I really don't know what I'm doing wrong... Huuk... I don't even want to move like this... I want to just take my punishment quietly... Hukk, it just hurts so much.... Master..! It hurts so much... My butt hurts so much... I really regret it! If you stop now, I'll show you I've changed for real! I really, truly regret it! Huuk, I've really changed..!" 

How much pain must she have been in to be so incoherent? 

For a moment, Jun-ha’s heart softened, and he wanted to forgive her, but thoughts of her defiant attitude rekindled his anger. 

"Pussy, I understand." 

"Huuk... yes, Master..." 

"So what you're saying is, your butt hurts so much you think you're going to die, so you want me to stop the punishment, right?" 

"Yes..? Yes, Master..." 

"Hmm~ So... you don't even know what you did wrong, you feel wronged for being punished like this, you want forgiveness for a half-hearted apology, and you want me to stop now because your butt hurts, right?" 

"Yes...?" 

She answered twice, both times meaning essentially the same thing, but what they carried was very different. 

"Ah, nooo!! I'm really sorry! I regret it!" 

"Okay, I get it, pussy." 

She repented, 

she truly reflected, 

and resolved to never let such a thing happen again.