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🕑 Added 2025-06-21 20:18:14 +0000 UTCEP.176 Breast Training
"Enough. The problem is expecting anything from a slut like you. Sheesh."
Jun-ha continued to show his dismissive attitude as he tapped Heo Seong-ah on the head.
"Hey, slut. Today's training is over."
"Pardon?"
"What do you think will happen now?"
"Um..."
She distinctly remembered being told she’d get a break when training ended.
"Aren’t you going to let me rest...?"
"What?"
Was she naive or just stupid...?
Jun-ha was so dumbfounded by her answer that he was at a loss for words.
"Hey, pussy. Do you know how long it’s been since training started?"
"I don’t know..."
"Thirty minutes. Only thirty fucking minutes, you bitch."
"Hicc…!"
"See? I let you rest for FIVE hours, trained you for just thirty minutes, and now you want more rest?"
"N-no, that’s not what I meant...!"
She’d only repeated what she heard; she was terrified by how angry her master got.
"Enough. This just shows you still have no idea, pussy."
"S-sorry, Master... I’ll act with more sense from now on..."
"It’s fine if you have no sense. I’ll just beat you until you’re obedient."
All the SM tools he’d ordered from the internet had arrived.
With a supply of spanking tools, he could torment her however he felt like each day.
Today, Jun-ha picked a long stick made of bamboo a kind of cane.
Too thick to call a switch, but thinner than a club, with knobby joints bulging along its length. If you got hit with it, it’d surely split your skin.
"Pussy, kneel down and put your hands behind your back."
"Huk... huuk..."
Gripping the bamboo cane, Jun-ha rubbed the tip against Heo Seong-ah's chest.
"I was going to just beat your ass, but in your condition, that might actually break you. So I’m doing you a favor by beating your tits instead; be grateful, will you?"
"Huk... hic... Master..."
"What? You don’t like it? Should I just beat your pussy instead?"
"N-noooo!! I like my breasts being beaten!! Please beat my breasts!!"
"Idiot, you should have just said so from the start."
If she kept trying to find ways to avoid severe punishment, she’d just end up with something worse.
She seemed to finally be realizing her place.
Her mind spinning, Heo Seong-ah could feel her heart pounding like it would explode as she held her breath.
"Huuuk..."
She clenched her eyes shut, holding her breath. The cane coming at her was terrifying; at least she wanted to be hit not knowing when it would land.
"Just so you know, today I’m going to wreck your tits all day. Got it?"
"Huuk, yes..!"
"Then I’ll just hit you once... but don’t say dumb shit like that again. Think before you answer. Understood? Reflect properly."
"Yes, Master..!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the cane whipped through the air and struck her breast.
THWACK
"Aaagh..!"
Her eyes shot open from the shock and her breath stopped.
A burning pain radiated from her lower breast where she was hit.
Red streaks soared on her pale skin as though it might start bleeding at any moment.
"Ah... uh... kyaaaaah!!"
As the intense pain set in, she grabbed her chest and hunched over, feeling agony as though her breast had been cut with a knife.
She never wanted to feel pain like this again.
"Huuk... haauk..."
"Pussy, get up."
"Kkuhuuk..."
Jun-ha poked her head with the cane.
He didn’t need to care about the pain of a female livestock.
"This is your last chance. Sit up straight."
"Huuuuk... hicc...!"
Her master’s cold way frightened her.
Dominated by his fear, Heo Seong-ah gathered her hands behind her back and knelt upright.
"Hmm... Nice and tidy."
"Ugh... hauk..!"
A red line was drawn across the top of her breast as if marked by a knife.
He rubbed the bruised area with the cane, grinning wryly.
"Aaauh...!"
Even a gentle touch was enough to bring such excruciating pain she almost fainted.
Her body doubled forward uncontrollably...
"Fuck, not going to sit up straight?"
THWACK
"Kyaaaaaah!!"
Jun-ha struck her hard on the side with the cane.
"Huuuk... haa... kkuh..."
"Now, pussy, what did I say I was going to do just a moment ago?"
"Huuk... huuuk... keep tormenting my breasts..."
"No, is this torment?"
Jun-ha, clearly angry, swung the cane in the air and furrowed his brow.
Realizing her mistake, Heo Seong-ah frantically shook her head, tears spilling.
"N-nooo!! You said you’d EDUCATE my breasts!!"
"That’s right. This isn’t torment, it’s education. Remember that."
"Yes..!"
The cane, pointed straight at her, dropped to the floor meaning no more beating for now.
"Now I’m going to tie you up so you can’t move... You’ll be good and stay still, right?"
"Yes..! I’ll never move, Master..!"
"Good~ If you do, I’ll cut off your limbs and turn you into an onahole, okay?"
"Hicc... yes, Master..!"
Humming to himself, he scanned the shelf of SM gear: ropes, tape, handcuffs, ties, and other restraints.
He chose a small metal device shaped like the number 8.
"Know what this is?"
"I-I don’t know..."
Instead of explaining, Jun-ha used the tool directly on her, binding her hands behind her back so that her thumbs were locked together a simple but firm restraint.
"It’s called thumb cuffs. Looks simple, but it’s tough to get out of, okay?"
"Yes..."
"For example..."
Suddenly, Jun-ha opened his palm and struck her breast hard.
"Kyaaaaaah!!"
Reflexively she tried to grab her chest, but as her arms jerked, a wave of pain shot through her thumbs, making her entire body tremble.
"Kkuh... ghuuuk..!"
The pain from her chest was instantly forgotten amid the agony from the thumb cuffs.
"See? Very effective, right?"
"Kkuhuuk..."
As he said, experiencing the pain of thumb cuffs firsthand wiped out any will to resist.
"Restraint’s done."
"Yes..."
"Don’t worry. From now on, nothing painful. It’ll feel really good. Maybe...?"
Jun-ha wiggled his hands in the air with an unsettling grin.
Worried she might get addicted, he fetched the drinks he’d kept at the door a pair of well-known 1.5L ion drink bottles.
Because Heo Seong-ah continually squirted, he’d prepared these in advance for her hydration.
"Drink up. All 3 liters."
"Huh..?"
"Drink, and I’ll let you release as much as you take in."
"Hic... ugh... yes..."
Drinking 3 liters of water on an empty stomach would be hard enough, but with ion drinks... it was a wonder she didn’t vomit.
Jun-ha uncapped the drink and held it to her lips.
"Ooup... hup..."
Gulp, gulp.
She forced herself to swallow the drink, little by little.
The first liter was easy enough thanks to her empty stomach, but soon she started to feel queasy.
"W-uhp... huup..."
The bottle kept pouring drink into her mouth.
She couldn’t ask for a pause, so she ended up finishing the 1.5L bottle.
"Haa... phuwoo… wugh… haaa..."
She panted, suppressing nausea as the now full stomach sloshed with every breath, spreading discomfort.
"What are you doing? Open up."
"Ah... Master..."
Without pausing, Jun-ha opened the second bottle and pushed it to her mouth.
"Mm..!"
"What's this?"
Heo Seong-ah clamped her mouth shut in resistance.
If only she could get just a minute or even ten seconds to settle her stomach...
"Oh, really? Isn't that funny?"
No conversation was needed.
Seeing her resistance, Jun-ha wordlessly brought over a large funnel from the shelf.
It was a massive plastic funnel, made for feeding animals, with a rubber hose long enough to reach the stomach.
"Ah, M-Master... urk..!"
"Just shut up and drink it all. We’re on a schedule here."
Gripping her chin, he forced her mouth open and slid the thick rubber hose down her throat.
"Kuheoooo!"
The hose pushed deep into her throat, making her gag and struggle for breath as Jun-ha poured the entire 1.5L bottle down the funnel.
"Kuheeeeeeeee!"
With a crude, gurgling sound like a drain, the drink disappeared.
Having consumed nearly 3 liters, her stomach swelled out like a pregnant woman's, and she clutched at the pain.
"Kuheuuuk..!"
As soon as the funnel was pulled out, she almost threw up.
"Huuuh... uuuuuh..."
She barely managed to endure the nausea and stomach pain.
"Good job. If you’d spat any out, I’d have beaten you senseless."
"Oouuu..."
After preparations, Jun-ha left the basement for a moment and returned with a large basin.
He placed it in front of Heo Seong-ah, sat behind her with his butt pressed to her back, and reached forward.
His arm brushed past her elbow and, without warning, seized her breast firmly.
