EP.66 Can She Endure? (2) (18+)
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EP.66 Can She Endure? (2)
Heo Seong-ah couldn't understand. It was just a piece of cloth, nothing special, yet the stimulation was incredibly intense. The pleasure was unlike anything she felt when touched by hand.
"B62, I won. As promised, the next torture will be very difficult."
Heo Seong-ah had no choice but to accept the outcome of the bet. She bowed her head in despair, fearing the future.
Without warning, the manager moved his hand back and forth.
Swoosh—
"Aaah...!!"
Heo Seong-ah moaned shamefully again, her waist bending like a bow. Her bound limbs rattled as she writhed in pleasure.
"How is it? Do you feel good?"
"Huhu... Huhu..."
She didn't know if it felt good; she was just terrified.
"Huhu... Huhu..."
The sensation of pleasure rising against her will was agonizing. It was something one had to experience to understand.
"I know exactly what B62 is thinking. This torture is unbearable for anyone. It's normal to go wild unless you're desensitized."
The rough-textured cloth stimulated her sensitive inner flesh relentlessly. Her clitoris, sandwiched between the cloth and her vagina, was stimulated so intensely that anyone would cry out in vulnerability.
Swoosh—
"Kkaahaaah...!!"
Heo Seong-ah screamed as the manager moved his hand silently. Her highly sensitive clitoris twitched, causing her entire body to convulse.
"Kkuh... Huhu... Uuuh..."
The area touching the cloth was so sensitive it felt like she was going mad.
The manager paused briefly to observe Heo Seong-ah's reaction, then adjusted the cloth for better stimulation.
"Let's start the torture in earnest."
"Huhu... Huhu..."
The manager suggested that rubbing her vagina until she fainted would be boring.
"Ne...?"
Watching Heo Seong-ah cry out like an animal was getting tiresome. The manager wanted to find enjoyment in the torture and asked her:
"How long can you endure?"
"Huhu..."
How long could she endure? Even one rub was enough to drive her mad. How many times could she withstand it?
"Huhu..."
It was impossible. Really...
"B62, are you not going to speak? If so, I'll do as I please."
"No...! I'll speak..."
Heo Seong-ah hesitated, then exclaimed:
"Ten times..."
Ten times was her limit, she thought.
The manager smiled quietly upon hearing her answer.
"B62, what did I say?"
"Yes...?"
Had she made another mistake? Heo Seong-ah's tense expression showed her anxiety.
"I clearly asked how long you could endure."
"Yes... Yes..."
The manager offered her choices:
"B62, choose one: endure for 1 minute, 10 minutes, or 1 hour."
"Huhu...!!"
All options were terrible. Heo Seong-ah closed her eyes, her face contorted in distress.
"Please choose quickly."
"That's... um..."
If she had to choose, she would pick the shortest time, 1 minute. However, she knew she couldn't even endure that.
Just then...
Swoosh—
"Kkihyaah...!!"
The manager stimulated her vagina again, overwhelming her with intense pleasure.
"Have you decided?"
"Huhu..."
She just needed to say one word, but her lips wouldn't part.
The stimulation was so strong it felt like she was losing her mind.
"Alright, I'll assume you'll choose the first option. From now on, I'll torment your vagina for exactly 1 minute."
"Huhu... Yes, Manager..."
As soon as he started...
Swoosh—
"Haaah...!!"
The cloth, pressed against Heo Seong-ah's vagina, began moving back and forth rapidly.
Swoosh—swoosh—
"Kkaahaaah! Aaah! Annyeonge...! Ahu, haaah...!!"
Fluid, either vaginal or lubricant, flowed out like a flood, filling the beaker. The manager rubbed her vagina vigorously, like polishing shoes.
Swoosh—swoosh—
"Aaah...!! Aaah!! Aaah...!!"
Heo Seong-ah screamed, twisting her waist wildly as she tried to escape the stimulation. Sticky fluid flowed continuously from between her shaking buttocks.
"Aaah...!! Gmaah...!! Aaah...!!"
She cried out, her voice tearing her throat, as tears welled up in her eyes. Her body convulsed, exhausted, and she finally rolled her eyes back.
"Kkuh... Uuuh... Kkuhhuu...!!"
The cloth had been rubbed against her vagina over 300 times. Just as she was about to lose her mind, the manager stopped and removed the cloth.
"1 minute. It's over."
"Huhah... Kkuh..."
"B62, you can't become a good animal if you react so wildly to just this much stimulation."
To be a model animal, one must maintain high vaginal sensitivity without losing their mind to the stimulation. An animal must serve its master with a clear mind, even in intense pleasure.
"B62, it seems pointless to keep talking. You can't handle it."
The manager put the cloth back into the lubricant-filled container and closed it.
"B62, practice cleaning your vagina during breaks from now on. If you react the same way tomorrow, be prepared."
Heo Seong-ah was consumed by despair, unable to respond. She had thought the torture would end today.
Before using the third tool, the manager made an offer:
"Don't worry; it's simple. This time, I'll stimulate your vagina for 1 minute, and you just need to release fluid."
Heo Seong-ah was confused. Until now, she had been told not to release fluid, but now she was asked to fill the beaker with it.
The manager held up the beaker.
"If you fill this beaker within 1 minute, I'll consider it your win."
Heo Seong-ah couldn't understand the manager's intentions. She stared at him silently.
"If you win, the punishment ends here. If you lose, you'll have to fill the beaker with the sticky vaginal fluid that comes out of your vagina, as mentioned earlier. Understand?"
"Huhu..."
The manager teased her, saying that squirting was something Heo Seong-ah did best, like a prostitute.
She couldn't deny it. Every time she climaxed, fluid burst out. Men liked women who were "wet," but Heo Seong-ah found her condition humiliating.
"Let's start. It might hurt a bit, but relax and accept it."
The manager pulled out a long, thin metal rod with a small sphere at the end. It looked like a lollipop but was made of stainless steel, which amplified her fear.
"I'll insert this into your vagina... It's not large, so it won't hurt. It's designed to stimulate only the entrance of the vagina, so there's no risk of damaging your hymen. Please relax."
Heo Seong-ah's vagina was already prepared, soaked in fluid, so even a thick rod could enter easily. However, the manager inserted it slowly to avoid any irreversible damage.
"Uh... Huhu..."
The rod was inserted while her vagina was lubricated with fluid. Although it wasn't painful, the physiological discomfort of having a foreign object inside was unpleasant.
"It's done."
"Yes...?"
As soon as the sphere was fully inserted, the manager removed his hand.
"Uh...!!"
No matter how much Heo Seong-ah moved her vagina, the rod remained lodged between her thighs. The more she tried to push it out, the deeper it seemed to go.
"B62, does it hurt?"
"Yes...? No..."
Heo Seong-ah regretted answering honestly.
"Alright, let's start the torture."
Wishing she had said it hurt, Heo Seong-ah felt a pang of regret.
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