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🕑 Added 2025-04-12 03:48:56 +0000 UTCEP.67 Defeat
The manager grasped the end of the rod inserted into Heo Seong-ah's vagina and pulled it diagonally, creating an angle.
"Uh...!!"
The sphere inside her vagina rotated slightly, causing a strange pleasure. The manager pulled the rod toward her anus, aligning the sphere with her bladder. He then slowly pulled the rod until her vaginal lips were stretched outward...
Pffft—
"Kkih!"
With all his might, he thrust the rod to stimulate the G-spot. Heo Seong-ah felt an intense pleasure and suddenly had the urge to urinate.
"Aaah, sir... Manager..."
"Why? Is there a problem?"
"That's... no..."
She didn't think saying she needed to urinate would change anything. Having experienced humiliation from speaking out of turn before, Heo Seong-ah kept her mouth shut.
"Let's start for 1 minute now."
"Yes... Kkih!"
Pffft—
The manager pulled the rod until it was almost out, then thrust it back in. Heo Seong-ah's bladder was compressed, causing her to scream and clench her pelvic muscles.
"Huhu... Kkuh...!!"
If she relaxed even slightly, she felt like she would leak urine. She gritted her teeth to endure the stimulation, but it was in vain.
Pffft—pffft—
"Kkuhhiik!!"
Each time the rod was thrust, Heo Seong-ah let out animalistic cries, bending her waist. Her urethra released urine involuntarily, feeling more like being forced out than a natural flow. A large amount of fluid, more than when she climaxed, flowed out and into the beaker.
Pffft—pffft—
"Kkuhhiik! Uuuh! Kkuhhuu...!!"
The rod caused fluid to squirt out like a water gun.
"Ah... Kkuhhiik! Uuuh!"
Was this an orgasm? The sensation was different from any pleasure she had felt before. It was like being on the verge of an orgasm without reaching it.
"Kkuhhuu...!!"
As the manager continued to move the rod, he adjusted its direction with 10 seconds left. He aligned it vertically and targeted the rounded part above the G-spot.
"Huhu..."
Heo Seong-ah's bladder was compressed again, and she gritted her teeth. The manager pulled the rod and thrust it in strongly.
"Kkih!"
A powerful jet of fluid burst from her urethra, feeling like her bladder was being squeezed. The stream of urine wouldn't stop.
"Aaah...!! Aaah...!!"
Her urethra and bladder were in agony. The muscles felt strained, like after excessive exercise. The pain turned into a pleasant sensation, but she couldn't climax from it.
"Kkuhhuu...!!"
The first and second tools were nothing compared to this one. The shame of being helpless and urinating uncontrollably was humiliating.
"Huhu..."
Heo Seong-ah watched her vagina on the monitor, wondering if it was really hers as fluid continued to flow out.
"Time's up, B62. 1 minute is over."
"Yes...?"
It felt like just 10 seconds, unlike previous tortures that seemed to last an hour. The manager released the rod, leaving it dangling from her vagina. The sight of it swaying with each muscle contraction was comical.
"Unfortunately, it seems you didn't do well. You were given a chance, but this is all you managed."
The manager picked up the beaker from the floor and held it at Heo Seong-ah's eye level. The beaker was about half full with fluid.
"About 550 ml. I'm disappointed, B62."
Heo Seong-ah had no words, turning her gaze away. She thought that filling the beaker completely would lead to dehydration and possibly death.
"B62, as promised, we will continue the torture throughout the day. You've had three chances, so I don't think you should feel unfair. Understand?"
"Huhu... Yes..."
She was already exhausted and in pain, yet she still had to release more fluid to fill the beaker with pure vaginal discharge.
"Do you find it hard, B62?"
"..."
The manager asked, though he knew the answer.
"Speak honestly. I won't punish you for your response."
"Huhu... It's hard..."
The manager nodded, aware of her pain.
The manager placed the beaker under Heo Seong-ah's vagina again.
"Let's give you one last chance."
He grasped the end of the rod still lodged in her vagina.
"The stimulation you experienced in the past minute wasn't the true purpose of this tool. Now, I'll use it just 10 times. You need to release more fluid to fill the beaker."
Heo Seong-ah was frightened, unsure what the true purpose of the tool was. The manager demonstrated its use by firmly grasping the rod.
"Let's start."
Pffft—
"Kkih!"
Quickly and forcefully, the sphere was pulled out of her vagina, and as it did, her vagina contracted, releasing a powerful jet of fluid.
"Aaah... Aaah..."
Heo Seong-ah's mouth was agape, her vagina trembling as she drooled.
"Aaah..."
In an instant, she reached a climax, her mind going blank from the intense pleasure.
"Good reaction. Now, let's start the 10 times."
The manager thrust the rod into her vagina, targeting the fluid still dripping out.
Thud—
"Kkuh!"
Using the sphere to press the G-spot, he stimulated her...
Pffft—
"Ogguuuh...!!"
He pulled the rod out quickly, and Heo Seong-ah experienced another climax, squirting fluid.
"Kkuhhuu...!!"
How could such a simple, non-vibrating rod feel so good?
The manager laughed, watching her vagina tremble even without stimulation.
"B62, do you feel good? Your naughty vagina is drooling, begging to be filled."
"Kkuhhuu..."
The manager gently stroked her vagina with the rod.
"Even if you don't want it..."
Thud—
"Kkuhhuu...!!"
Pffft—
"Ogguuuh...!!"
More fluid burst out, and Heo Seong-ah's eyes rolled back in ecstasy.
"This tool was originally designed for anal development, used to relax the anal muscles by inserting and removing it, creating an anal vagina. Though its purpose is different..."
Thud—
"Kkuhhuu...!!"
The manager noted that the same pleasure could be achieved with the vagina.
Heo Seong-ah's vagina was stimulated ten times, each time reaching a climax. Her vaginal folds fluttered, seeking more stimulation as thick fluid dripped into the beaker.
"B62, it's over. Please look at the result with your own eyes."
Heo Seong-ah gazed at the beaker, nearly full.
"Huhu... Did I succeed? Did I succeed?"
Though it was hard, she thought she had won the bet. But...
"Please look properly, B62."
The manager pointed to the beaker's measurement.
"Just shy of 1 liter... exactly 999 ml. Unfortunately, B62 lost."
"What...?"
999 ml? It seemed unfair.
"It can't be... Huhu..."
The amount of fluid didn't matter; the manager never intended for her to win.
"Huhu..."
Heo Seong-ah felt a surge of injustice, tears welling up, but she couldn't resist.
"Why? Do you have a complaint, B62?"
"No..."
She shook her head, unable to rebel.
