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🕑 Added 2025-06-28 21:10:27 +0000 UTCEP.181 Bursting the Breasts
Hearing those unpleasant, mocking words, Jun-ha actually felt a certain sympathy.
He, too, would have preferred to have met Heo Seong-ah as a girlfriend, not as female livestock.
If she hadn’t rejected his confession, they’d probably have become a normal, happy couple...
“Hm…”
Maybe it was the effect of the alcohol, but he felt complicated emotions.
Jun-ha sipped his drink lost in thought, continuing to drink steadily despite being a lightweight.
“Hey, Jun-ha, how’s your pet doing?”
“What? Why are you suddenly bringing that up?”
“You told us before, remember? That you’d brought home a pet and we shouldn’t come to your place anymore.”
“Oh, right... I did.”
He remembered telling that lie to his friends to hide the truth about Heo Seong-ah.
“She’s doing fine. Still not totally obedient, so it’s a little troublesome, but once she gets used to it, I bet she’ll be super cute and affectionate.”
“Really? Is it a dog or a cat? I love cute pets too, but my landlord’s a pain so I can’t keep anything noisy or dirty...”
“Sigh... Get a bigger house, dumbass.”
“Not everyone’s a rich kid like you, man. Shelling out rent every month is killing us.”
The friends forced a bitter laugh and knocked back their soju.
“So stop hiding her and show her to us already. What’s such a big deal about a pet that you have to keep it secret from us?”
“Hmmm…”
Maybe they were right?
For some reason, he felt he could trust these friends.
“I’m still training her for now... but when the time comes, you guys can meet her.”
“Really? You promise?”
“Sure, man.”
Being rich, Jun-ha was expected to have a rare pet no ordinary person could own, so his friends toasted with eager faces.
“Everyone will definitely love her.”
What kind of reactions would those guys show if they met Heo Seong-ah in person?
He didn’t know, but the thought was amusing.
Drinking late into the night, Jun-ha yawned as he threw himself onto his bed at home.
But just as he was about to fall asleep, he felt like he’d forgotten something and opened his eyes.
“Sigh... what a pain...”
The life of a female livestock is such that without her master’s constant attention, she might literally die at any moment.
It was honestly a hassle to have to be on supervision duty 24/7.
While part of him wanted to hire a professional caretaker, Jun-ha hated the idea of anyone else touching her.
Since he’d committed to doing all the training himself, he resolved to see it through even if it was a pain.
“Haaam~”
Drunk and exhausted, he dragged himself down to the basement.
The creaky wooden stairs shook as if about to collapse at any moment.
The corroded door also seemed like it would snap off with just a little force.
“Sung-ah, I’m back.”
“Maaaster..!”
Hearing her master’s voice in the distance, Heo Seong-ah burst into tears, smiling brightly.
She wanted to run straight toward him, but she hadn’t filled the basin yet, so she continued to pump her breasts as hard as she could.
“This is still all?”
“I-I’m sorry... I’ll try harder, Master!”
Left in the basement for about eight hours,
she’d spent all day squeezing her breasts, but still hadn’t produced enough to fill even half the basin.
Jun-ha couldn’t help but suspect she’d been lazy while he was gone.
“Sung-ah, be honest, you took breaks in between, didn’t you?”
“Master... that’s...”
Mid-sentence, Heo Seong-ah suddenly prostrated herself.
“I’m sorry, Master..! My arms hurt so much... I had to take little breaks...!”
“Is that so?”
He was rather impressed by her honesty, saying exactly what she did wrong rather than hiding it.
“And? Did you touch yourself?”
“No..! I swear! Never! You told me not to touch my pussy, so I didn’t even lay a hand on it!”
“Hmm, really? Let’s see.”
“Yes..!”
Without hesitation, she turned around and raised her hips, spreading her pussy wide open herself.
Her untouched pussy was swollen and red, the hole gaping as if begging to be filled.
Jun-ha casually inserted his middle finger into her pussy.
“Kkuhiiiiik!!”
Her walls, slick with juices, gripped tight around his finger.
With her body trembling so much at even this mild stimulation, she clearly wasn’t lying about not having touched herself.
“Haaahng..!”
Jun-ha abruptly yanked his finger out, then brought it to his nose to sniff.
Sniff sniff.
Worried by his friend’s comments earlier, he checked for any smell but it was truly odorless and healthy.
The taste was slightly sour, like vinegar.
“Good.”
“Huh? Y-yes..! I’m happy too..!”
Heo Seong-ah, smiling like a fool, knelt before him.
“Sung-ah, so apart from rest breaks, you were diligent?”
“Yes, Master..!”
“Then why is there so little result?”
Jun-ha lifted the basin in one hand and looked at the sloshing milk.
There was so little that he could see the bottom, the liquid nearly translucent.
If someone didn’t know it was milk, they might mistake it for soapy water.
“Hmmm...”
It smelled sweet, but he had no desire to taste it.
“Sung-ah, I care more about results than the process. You know that, right?”
“Yes... M-Master...”
Moments ago she’d been beaming, but now her face went pale.
Of course, as he sighed at the disappointing output, it was natural for her to react that way.
“Sometimes I care more about the process, but now, since I trusted you and gave you plenty of time, the result is what matters, right?”
“Ah, yes, Master... I’m sorry..!”
Excuses weren’t needed.
Heo Seong-ah immediately bowed low in naked dogeza.
“I’m really disappointed, Sung-ah.”
“Hicc..!”
Jun-ha set the basin down and stood up.
Disappointed?
Not at all.
He’d never expected her to fill it anyway.
Even though it looked small, it actually held 8 liters.
With her low supply, even after a whole day of squeezing she’d managed maybe 2 liters.
It was actually more than he hoped for, and seeing her truly obedient made Jun-ha feel surprisingly grateful.
“Ahem...”
He covered his mouth, pretending to wipe his lips to hide his smile.
“Now for your promised punishment.”
Of course, that didn’t mean he’d skip the planned punishment.
“But Master... I tried so hard...”
“So, you’re saying it’s unfair?”
“No, no! Not at all! I’ll accept my punishment!”
“Of course you will.”
Nodding energetically, Heo Seong-ah crawled to his feet.
At the shelf, he picked up the unique contraption he had shown her earlier and checked that it worked.
“Good.”
It was a simple device: two boards with a space between them, a lever that closed the gap by turning a threaded rod.
Unaware of its purpose, Heo Seong-ah sat quietly, awaiting his command.
“Go get the basin, Sung-ah.”
“Yes, Master..!”
She crawled over, and, without being told, gripped the basin with her teeth and returned.
The weight pulled on her jaw; she wriggled her chin, complaining in pain.
“Huuu... I brought it...”
“Good, well done.”
Jun-ha patted her head, thinking.
Why had she become so obedient?
Was the threat of being turned into an amputee onahole really that frightening?
Was this display genuine?
He didn’t know.
He didn’t know anything.
But for now, he decided to just enjoy the moment.
“Place the basin in front and kneel.”
“Yes, Master!”
He gently grabbed, massaged, and kneaded her breasts.
Touched all day, they had become so soft and tender, it was as if the muscles had all melted.
But milk still only trickled out.
It was quite disappointing.
“Sung-ah, if your nipples are like this even after all your work, how will you feed my child in the future?”
“U-uh... I’ll keep trying so more milk comes out, Master..!”
Even as female livestock, she couldn’t escape the obligation to bear children.
Before turning 30, she would absolutely have to get pregnant and give birth, so, as Jun-ha’s private livestock, becoming his child’s mother was her unchangeable fate.
“You don’t know what this is, do you?”
“No, Master..!”
Jun-ha waved the device in his hand for her to see.
She had no clue, but the moment her breast slipped between the boards, she inevitably realized.
“Ah...uh... Master..?”
“I heard this was an old torture device, but nowadays it's sold as an SM toy.”
As he turned the lever, the boards closed in, pressing on her breast like a sandwich.
“Ah... uuh...”
Her beautiful, teardrop-shaped breasts were squished into a ridiculous shape.
“Haaaah!”
It had barely started, yet Heo Seong-ah was already swallowing her screams and screwing her eyes shut in pain.
