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🕑 Added 2025-03-29 04:33:59 +0000 UTCEP.55 Repeating Mistakes, Inevitable Punishment
Heo Seong-ah was curled up like a hibernating bear cub.
The administrator lightly swung a baton, striking her buttocks.
Thud—thud—
The hard impact of the baton amplified her fear.
"B62, do you know how much labor you were assigned for today?"
"Huuu, I don't know well..."
"You were supposed to fold 300 envelopes. It was an easy task, especially since it was your first day, but you ignored the manager's consideration and just played around. Don't you think you deserve punishment?"
"Huuu..."
She felt wronged.
Extremely wronged...
She wanted to protest, but her lips wouldn't move.
No matter what she said, it would be treated as an excuse, and the punishment would worsen because of it.
The proper response for Heo Seong-ah was...
"I'm sorry..."
A sincere apology.
Whether she was wrong or not didn't matter.
Apologizing and being cautious in the future was all that mattered.
"I'm really sorry... I was foolish. I'll be careful so this doesn't happen again..."
She trembled and bowed her head to the administrator.
He stepped off her head, which he had been pinning down with his foot, and dropped the baton.
"Very well. Your apology has softened my heart."
"I'm sorry..."
"You've acknowledged your mistake and will avoid repeating it. That's excellent, B62."
The administrator was impressed by Heo Seong-ah's attitude and clapped his hands with a generous smile.
Perhaps...
This could be a moment to avoid punishment and resolve things amicably?
Heo Seong-ah's lips curled into a smile as she prepared to apologize again, but—
Thwack—
A baton came flying down from the sky, striking her buttocks.
The pain was like being hit with a metal pipe, sending shivers down her spine.
She wanted to stand up, but the administrator's foot still pinned her head, rendering her immobile.
As she struggled, the administrator frowned, seemingly annoyed.
Thwack—
He struck her buttocks again.
Red stripes appeared on both cheeks.
Heo Seong-ah rocked her lower body to ease the pain and grasped her buttocks with both hands.
"Tsuu, haah... Huuu, haah..."
It was incredibly painful.
She felt like she was going to die.
Being hit on the buttocks wasn't new, but physical violence never became familiar.
"B62, as a well-educated livestock, do you know why you're being punished?"
"Huuu..."
"Do you know or not?"
"I do..."
"Then kneel down and explain it yourself."
The administrator slowly lifted his foot from her head.
Heo Seong-ah stood up, knelt, and placed her hands neatly on her thighs.
"Why do I need to be punished?"
...
Why indeed?
She had apologized sincerely and seemed to be forgiven...
But why was she being hit?
"Huuu..."
There was no need to think about it.
She had heard it many times from her manager.
"Livestock don't need verbal apologies... If they make a mistake, they should be properly punished and avoid repeating it... That's what my manager said."
"B62, you're excellent. That's correct."
The administrator clapped his hands again, impressed.
"As I said earlier, any issues that arise in the labor facility will be resolved within the facility. Understand?"
"Yes..."
"Before the punishment, I want to hear a proper apology. Stand up, spread your knees, and raise your hands above your head."
Heo Seong-ah followed the administrator's instructions, raising her hands above her head and standing on her knees.
In school, she remembered friends being punished for talking during class, holding chairs in a similar posture.
They couldn't hold it for more than five minutes before their posture collapsed, earning them more scolding.
Fortunately, Heo Seong-ah had clenched fists, which made it easier to maintain the position.
"Please wait for a moment."
"Yes, Administrator..."
The administrator pulled out a terminal from his coat pocket and clicked the video recording button.
"As a manager overseeing the labor facility, I must create evidence to prevent future incidents involving B62."
"Yes..."
"Now, I'll record your apology as evidence. If you're punished again for the same reason, it will be much worse than this."
It was clear without needing to be said.
The punishment she would receive would be far more terrifying than what she was experiencing now.
"Please begin. Explain what you did wrong, why you're being punished, and promise not to repeat it."
"Yes, Administrator..."
Heo Seong-ah looked directly at the camera lens and spoke.
"As a special livestock, I neglected my assigned labor and played around instead... I'm truly sorry. I'll be careful so this doesn't happen again..."
The administrator was somewhat satisfied with her apology and stopped the recording.
"B62 has caused too much delay. I need to attend roll call, so someone else will take over the punishment."
"Yes..?"
The administrator glanced back and walked silently towards the first factory.
The person approaching from the direction of the shared facility was none other than Heo Seong-ah's assigned manager.
He looked extremely angry, his eyes blazing as he walked briskly.
"Huuu..."
Frightened, Heo Seong-ah maintained her kneeling position with her hands raised above her head.
It seemed likely that her manager would also demand the same posture.
"B62."
"Yes, Manager..."
"I heard that you didn't fulfill your labor quota, ignored the manager, and made excuses all day... Is that true?"
"That's... well... Huuu, yes..."
"Haah... I have no idea what to do with you..."
This was the first time he had encountered such a troublesome livestock.
Scratching his head, the manager glared at Heo Seong-ah and unfolded a baton from his pocket.
"Eh... uhh..."
"Stay still, please."
He grasped Heo Seong-ah's raised hands together and positioned the baton against her buttocks.
She was unable to resist.
Thud—thud—
He lightly tapped her buttocks to position the baton.
Anticipating the pain to come, Heo Seong-ah closed her eyes.
"B62."
"Huuu, yes..."
"Why is this happening?"
Thwack—
The baton flew at incredible speed, striking her buttocks.
Before the first pain subsided, the baton arced through the air and came down again.
Thwack—
Heo Seong-ah screamed, her body jerking forward.
Her waist bent like a bow as her wrists were tightly held.
Thwack—
"Aaah!"
"What's wrong!"
Thud—
"Kkaaah!"
"Why!"
Thwack—
"Aaah! Kkaaah! Hauk, haah!"
"How!"
Thwack—
"Kkaaah! Kkaaah! Kkaaah! Kkaaah!"
"Speak!"
Thwack—
"Kkuh, hikkuu... Haah..."
"Not listening!"
Thud—
"Hik, kkaaah! Kkaaah! Kkaaah!"
"What's wrong!"
Thwack—
"Kkaaah! Kkaaah! Kkaaah! Kkaaah! Kkaaah! Kkaaah! Kkaaah!"
Like shaking dust off a blanket, the manager relentlessly struck Heo Seong-ah's buttocks.
Her buttocks turned bright red as she struggled to escape the pain, but there was no escaping the manager's grip.
"And B62."
"Huuu... Hauk, haah..."
"Will you answer?"
Thwack—
"Kkaaah! Nee! Hsuu, haah... Uuuh..."
The manager showed no more leniency.
For livestock that didn't listen, violence was an effective disciplinary method.
"B62, do you know your special condition as a special livestock? Don't say you don't know; you must be aware of it."
"Huuu... Hhuu... Hhuu..."
The manager gently rubbed her buttocks with the baton, implicitly threatening to repeat the pain based on her response.
With tears in her eyes, Heo Seong-ah trembled and replied.
"I must maintain my virginity..."
"I'm aware of that. But..."
Thwack—
"Hik!"
Heo Seong-ah gasped as she was struck unexpectedly, her body stiffening.
It hurt too much.
If she were hit again at this moment... she felt like she would really die...
Thwack—
"Kkaaah! Kkaaah! Kkaaah! Kkaaah! Kkaaah! Kkaaah! Kkaaah!"
She screamed louder than ever, thrashing about violently.
After struggling for a while, Heo Seong-ah froze as she heard the manager's words.
"How dare you masturbate without permission?"
"Huuu..."
How did he know?
It was a moment when her secret was revealed, something she thought no one knew.
