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🕑 Added 2025-05-04 01:41:04 +0000 UTCEP.66 Waiting
Waking from sleep, I stretched my stiff, tired body as I got up.
My entire body ached with muscle pain, and the bruises on important areas including my breasts and pussy throbbed with even the slightest pressure.
'Ugh... it hurts...'
Looking down at my body, I stroked the thick tattoos engraved on my skin, silently accepting this devastating reality I had chosen despite numerous opportunities to return to my former life.
Opening the door slightly to peek outside, I found it quiet - my younger sibling seemed to have already left.
I found the blue bucket I'd emptied yesterday and urinated in it as usual, then reinserted the urethral plug, feeling myself become aroused almost immediately.
'Will I really live with this thing inside me forever? Ugh... this is pathetic... I'm such a fool...'
When I touched near my pussy, the throbbing pain made me suppress my excitement and endure it.
After eating a quick meal, I sat naked on the living room sofa.
As I reclined, the first thing catching my eye were my rock-hard, erect nipples.
Enduring the pain, I pulled the piercings to their limit, making the pierced holes stretch so loosely that gaps were visible.
'To think this obscene body is mine... ugh...'
Meanwhile, the inside of my vagina felt itchy and irritated, likely from wounds caused by customers' rough handling and frequent sex.
Unable to resist any longer, I inserted my fingers and began masturbating, feeling tremendous relief alongside the pain.
Even the throbbing ache aroused me further.
I masturbated vigorously, recalling the customers from the past two days and imagining myself pathetically begging them to use condoms while being treated as nothing more than a tool for sexual release.
After hours of masturbation until my pussy was too painful to touch, I unconsciously lay flat on the floor and licked the sofa and living room floor that had become soaked with my fluids.
Sweaty and exhausted, I sprawled on the living room floor, savoring the sense of ruin as I fell asleep.
When I woke with a start, it was already dark outside.
I shuddered to imagine what might have happened if my sibling had come home while I was asleep in such a wretched state.
Going to my room, I checked my phone to see if Jung-su had contacted me, but there were no notifications.
After my sibling came home, we ate in awkward silence. I then went to my room, took off my clothes, lay on the floor, and immediately fell asleep.
The next day.
Perhaps because I had slept so much yesterday, I woke up early at dawn.
Having slept well, my body felt in peak condition.
Though some areas were still painful and throbbing, they seemed like they would recover soon.
However, my pussy, which had been constantly penetrated without proper time to heal, felt more itchy and sore than yesterday.
With the persistent itching, I naturally began masturbating from morning, inserting my fingers into my pussy.
While checking my phone to see if anyone had contacted me, I closed my eyes and vividly imagined Jung-su kicking and trampling my pussy.
After thoroughly masturbating, I felt refreshed, got dressed, and left my room.
Since I had done nothing but sleep and masturbate since yesterday, I started on the household chores that had piled up.
I did laundry, washed dishes, and prepared breakfast for my sibling and me.
The brief feeling of returning to normal life vanished when I needed to urinate. Going back to my room, I squatted over the blue bucket, reminded of my true purpose.
The reality of having to remove the urethral plug whenever I urinated beneath the crudely engraved tattoo consumed me.
Thinking it fortunate that Jung-su had released me from bowel management restrictions, I rubbed my stiff clitoris as my pussy began to itch again from the dampness of dripping urine.
Hearing sounds from outside my room, I hurriedly stood up and pulled my dolphin pants up over my wet pussy.
Opening the door, I saw my sibling heading to the bathroom, hair disheveled and half-asleep.
"Are you up? I made breakfast. Wash up and we'll eat together."
"Mmm."
My sibling rubbed their eyes before entering the bathroom.
The more conscious I became of my nipple piercings protruding through my white t-shirt, the harder my nipples became.
But I had devised an effective solution, so I wasn't as worried as before.
I simply wore one more layer of clothing.
Having tried it yesterday evening with great success, I immediately put on another t-shirt and sat at the table.
The pressure of the plugs being stimulated whenever I sat on the chair made me clench my pussy, which never tired of producing fluid.
Soon my sibling came out of the bathroom and sat across from me at the table, and we began breakfast.
"Will you be... late today...?"
I asked a meaningless question to break the silence.
"Exams are coming up soon, so I'll probably be studying at the library."
"Alright. Study hard."
"Yeah. You work hard too, sis~"
"Huh?! Oh... yes... I will."
I felt awkward and kept glancing at my sibling.
As soon as they left home, I sighed with relief and immediately took off my clothes.
Being naked now felt more natural than being clothed.
As I folded laundry and cleaned, wind from the open balcony swept between my legs, making me feel wonderful.
After finishing all the housework I'd been putting off, I felt relieved but kept checking my phone frequently.
With each check, disappointment and anxiety began to settle in a corner of my mind.
To soothe my growing unease, I took out my masturbation toys from deep in my bag and laid them out on the living room floor.
Seeing them after such a long time initially made me happy, but that feeling didn't last long.
I quickly understood why Jung-su had looked down on my devices.
The pink collar made with soft lining to be gentle on female skin didn't evoke any sense of submission or defeat, and the dildo I had frequently used now seemed tiny.
The vibrator's intensity was cute compared to a massager or drill.
Looking at them now, they seemed no different from children's toys.
My enthusiasm quickly cooled, and I masturbated by vigorously fingering my vagina, though finger masturbation always left me wanting deeper penetration.
Remembering Hye-na's fisting, which had been agonizing yet brought intense pleasure and repeated orgasms, I spread my legs in an M-shape and tried to push my balled fist into my pussy.
Though I was already soaking wet and didn't need lubricant, my hand was larger than Hye-na's, and I lacked the strength to force it in.
Reluctantly, I settled for using four fingers.
Instead, I masturbated more aggressively, imagining being mercilessly fisted by Hye-na, spreading my pussy as if tearing it, and rapidly inserting and removing my fingers.
After finishing, I lay panting on the cold living room floor, my loosened pussy hole twitching.
Afterward, I continued to masturbate at every opportunity.
At first, I repeated masturbation simply out of boredom, but as time passed, I felt increasingly empty inside.
I was afraid, feeling like I had been used up and discarded.
I regretted being secretly happy that Jung-su had released me from bowel management.
I could have used that as an excuse to contact him, but now even that connection seemed severed.
I wanted to go to Jung-su's house immediately, to be tied up immovably and drenched in pleasure until I screamed.
A life of being modified according to my masters' preferences, being degraded to the point of wanting suicide, yet never stopping despite my pleas.
Despite masturbating while imagining all kinds of degradation, I couldn't soothe the emptiness that seemed to have hollowed out my heart.
And so another day passed meaninglessly.
The next day.
Due to my aggressive masturbation, the small wounds inside my vagina seemed to have worsened. Despite applying ointment I had received earlier, my pussy itched all night, making it hard to sleep.
After sending my sibling off in the morning, I was checking my phone screen and waiting for Jung-su's contact while looking at my pathetic condition when a message from Jung-su arrived.
/Come by 4 PM today.
So happy to finally receive contact from my master, I immediately became excited and started preparing to go out, washing my body thoroughly.
To stimulate my masters' desire for conquest a bit more, I applied heavier eye makeup for a sexy, haughty concept.
Having thought a lot during my wait, I left home determined to firmly establish myself as their livestock toy with this opportunity.
