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🕑 Added 2025-03-29 05:33:40 +0000 UTCEP.11: Guilt
"Oppa!" Hyun-ah shouted towards the room, and Jung-su and Il-ho slowly emerged.
"The education is complete. Check it out!" she said.
Il-ho approached me, his face close to my vagina, which was spread wide. My hands, holding my vagina open, tensed further.
"Look at this perverted woman, how she's trembling," Il-ho said, laughing.
He slapped my vagina with his palm, causing a loud sound as air compressed inside. I screamed in pain.
Il-ho pulled away my hands, which were covering my vagina, and inserted his fingers. "You like being hit by your brother's friend while being penetrated, don't you? You love it, don't you?"
I climaxed, releasing a mixture of urine and vaginal fluids onto Il-ho. He cursed, using my dress to wipe himself clean.
"Get up, you bitch," he ordered.
I quickly stood up, and they sat on the sofa while I remained standing in the middle of the room. Hyun-ah had me assume various humiliating postures designed to shame women.
These included the basic posture, waiting posture, dogeza, punishment posture, bridge posture, and inspection posture. I changed between these postures multiple times, my body soon covered in sweat.
"How was it?" Hyun-ah asked, looking at Jung-su with excitement.
"It's fine. You've taught her well to be a perverted animal," Jung-su replied.
Jung-su and Il-ho discussed me while I maintained the basic posture. "It's a waste to use her like this; she's really pretty," Il-ho said.
"She's old enough. A toilet for animals would be just right," Jung-su responded.
I felt belittled by their conversation. Il-ho sighed, expressing regret, and their discussion about me ended.
Jung-su stood up and asked Hyun-ah about the leash. Hyun-ah found the red-collared dog leash and handed it to Jung-su.
He put the leash on me, saying, "Leave it where it is when you go. Remember to wear it when you come back."
"Okay...," I replied.
"Good. You can leave now. Come back by 9 AM tomorrow," Jung-su said.
I felt relieved to be leaving early and released my posture, which had left my legs trembling.
Hyun-ah threw my ruined dress and handbag outside. I was ushered out, feeling like I was being kicked out.
As I reached the door, Jung-su said, "When leaving this house, always express gratitude. You're not even worthy of being an animal, yet you're treated like a guest."
I knelt down at the entrance, bowing my head and pressing my forehead against someone's shoe, as there was no space to place it on the floor.
"Thank you for accepting me as a slave, even though I'm worse than an animal. I will obey my masters as a perverted animal from now on," I said.
Jung-su chuckled and dismissed me. Hyun-ah opened the door and whispered, "Be careful, unnie."
The door closed behind me, and I stood there naked, wearing the red dog collar. I looked down, seeing my shaved vagina, and tears fell like rain.
I had never imagined being in this situation, yet my arousal persisted. I felt my vagina was cursed.
After crying for a few minutes, I looked around and saw the sky darkening. The warmth of the sun was gone, replaced by a cool breeze.
I removed the leash and put on my damp dress, avoiding crowded areas and taking a bus to the back seat.
Exhausted from the day's tension and lack of food or water, I fell into a drowsy state as soon as I sat down.
I arrived home without realizing how I got there. My brother's door was closed, indicating he was home early.
I entered the bathroom, feeling guilty, and locked the door. After washing, I came out to find my brother waiting.
I quickly covered my chest and vagina with a towel, worried about revealing any marks from the day.
"Did you enjoy the fresh air today? You're late," my brother asked.
"I went a bit far and got lost," I replied awkwardly.
My brother had prepared dinner. "Do you want to eat together? I made some food."
I agreed and went to change into pajamas.
At the dinner table, my brother mentioned, "You're home early today. Usually, you come back late from the library."
"I couldn't focus today," I said.
The silence was broken only by the sound of eating. My brother spoke up, "Sister."
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry about what happened earlier. I shouldn't have said those things. I was thoughtless."
"It's okay. You were honest, so thank you."
My brother asked, "Did you hear from them?"
I was taken aback. "No, why bring them up again?"
My brother urged me not to see them again, but I was already their perverted animal.
I nodded, feeling guilty, and looked down.
My brother seemed determined to say something. "Sister, I have something to say."
"What is it?" I asked, avoiding eye contact.
My brother spoke quickly, "I don't want things to be awkward between us. I'll try to understand better. I've been studying SM too. If you want..."
I couldn't bear to listen anymore, feeling guilty. I dropped my chopsticks and looked down.
"Sorry... let's not talk about this. You don't need to try... I'm sorry."
My brother tried to continue, but I interrupted, "I'll go to my room. Thanks for dinner."
I fled to my room and lay down, thinking, "But I'm already... Ah..."
I wondered what would happen tomorrow. My thoughts drifted back to the intense experiences of the day, and my vagina became wet.
I touched myself under the covers, feeling a mix of pain and pleasure. I removed my pajamas and began to masturbate, assuming the humiliating postures I had learned.
(Punishment posture) "In this posture, I'd be whipped on my buttocks..."
(Inspection posture) "I have to show myself in this degrading posture..."
My fingers moved faster, and I climaxed quickly.
"Ah... it's disappointing..."
The pleasure from being forced into those shameful postures was much stronger than what I felt now. I fell asleep, overcome with exhaustion.
