Chapter 165 – 165. The Duchess’ First Workshop (2)

– One –

A closed room full of excrement smells and thick air.

Whoops, whoops…
Haha…

In the quiet room without a single light, the breath exhaled by the beasts made the air even more muddy.

Rattle.

Suddenly, a vertical crack opens on one side of the wall, from which a faint light leaks.

Profit.

The thick iron door opens.

All eleven beasts hold their breath.

They look at the silhouette of a person entering the secret room with fearful eyes.

The breeds of the 11 animals were all adults of the pure race of Juseonmok.

They were wearing a leash in their natural state, without any adornment.

Male and female, young and old, there was no difference between them.

Another angle, another angle, another angle.

The heel of the shoe echoes on the hard floor.

Woo-wook, Woo-wook.
Haha

As if the beasts felt fear, their breathing began to echo irregularly.

Were their fears properly conveyed?

Food.

The intruder whose appearance is difficult to see due to the backlight laughs.

Click.

The intruder turns on the switch on the light fixture.

“Ooh, ooh…!”

“Ugh…”

The beasts winced at the light suddenly bursting from the ceiling.

He, no, she was silently looking down at the animals huddled together.

The beasts showed no sign of abuse, but they were terribly afraid of intruders.

Hey hey hey.
Shiver.

A female beast urinates.

It shivered, covering its eyes with its hands.

Even around the other individuals besides the female, feces scattered on the floor are messy.

It was evident that they had not been properly potty trained.

“Tsk.”

When females of purebred beasts are captured, stripped of their skin, and kept on a leash, they usually have a habit of covering themselves with their forepaws.

Breeds with good pedigrees tend to avoid shame in such situations by covering their genitals and breasts.

Such a breed must have had very peculiar habits among many mammals.

In addition, through the habit of expressing the concept of shame, it can be seen that there is a highly developed civilization and social organization system that goes beyond instinct.

“Vulgar,”

However, this female appeared to be no different from any other mammalian beast.

Rather than shame, it seemed more faithful to instinct, no, it looked like an individual with only instinct remaining.

It’s extremely insignificant, and again, it’s the same.

“Uncivilized things.”

As the intruder’s shrill voice murmured quietly in the locker room,

Shockingly, shockingly!
Purrrr.

The beasts, male and female, trembled in unison, overlapping each other’s bodies or digging into corners.

Rumble, rumble.

However, the leash prevented him from running very far.

The beasts began to tremble with extreme anxiety.

For the past few days, they have been confined in a dark cage without a single light.

As a result, it seemed that his intelligence and social skills had completely deteriorated.

Compared to other individuals of the same breed, they are overly feared, and their outward intelligence is insignificant.

Otherwise, there would be no way to defecate haphazardly like individuals who have not even been toilet trained.

You can clearly infer that they can’t escape because of the leash, but there’s no way they’ll scramble to hide in a corner like a cockroach.

“Come in!”

Without giving the beasts time to quell their fears, the intruder woman shouts outside.

Jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk.

A dozen strong men start carrying something.

It was a chair with restraints.

“Hee, heehee…!”

“Ki-yi-yi-yi…”

As if the beasts had lost their language, they let out bizarre moans of unclear meaning.

The meaning was unclear, but only the emotions they contained were clear.

It was fear, despair, and close to desperation.

Empty, empty.
Charreuk.

Chairs with restraints are placed in several places at the four corners of the room.

Two chairs were placed in one place, and three chairs were placed in the other corner.

There were 11 chairs in total, equal to the number of animals raised in these filthy, dark pens.

“Take those two young females over there and tie them up.”

“Yes!”

Four burly men approach them.

“Kiaaaaa!”

“Hey hey hey hey!”

The females get scared and scream.

Scrubbuck, stubbuck!

In their own cheap feces, they jumped up in a fit of convulsions.

Feces splashed on the men.

“Damn it!”

Wow!

“Turn it off…!”

A man kicks a woman in the stomach with a boot.

Let’s hit the lower stomach with leather boots with iron plates,

“Ohhh, owehhhhh! Ohhhhh, ohhhhh!”

A young female vomits gastric juices on the floor.

The other females that were targeted for capture, no, all other individuals also stop moving at once.

They realize that running away is meaningless.

Woo woo woo.

Wearing leather gloves, the man who kicked the female in the belly grabs the hairs on her head.

“Don’t struggle. If you don’t listen, I’ll whip your thighs into meat, mix it with dog food, and throw it in your mouth.”

“Sigh, huh…!”

The female does not vomit stomach juices, but raises her head.

When it makes eye contact with the man, it hurriedly nods its head in submission.

The woman who was watching the men’s work nodded her head in satisfaction.

Seeing that these beasts were intelligent enough to understand human speech, she thought it wouldn’t be too bad to tame these insignificant beasts.

Woo woo woo.

Two men grip the leashes of female beasts tied to stakes.

In the meantime, the two remaining men approach a stake firmly embedded in the ground.

Squeak, shuck.
Squeak.

The men untie the knot made of leash from the stake.

The men exchange glances with each other.

Whiririk, hotch!
Percussion!

A man swings a whip from his waist in the air,

“Go over there!”

Yell at the female beasts.

They are frightened, and crawl on all fours, taking a few steps ahead of the men.

Grabbing the leashes of the females, the men approach the restraining chairs set down in the corner.

The men looked down at the genitalia and anus of the female beasts, which were clearly exposed as they grew on all fours, and enjoyed the joy of realizing that they were superior to those beasts as human beings.

They arrived in front of the restraining chair.

“Wait.”

“Shh, be still.”

Two males look down at the frightened females and thrust their whips menacingly.

The females nod their heads and desperately appeal to the males that they will obey without rebelling.

Men make faces of satisfaction.

Chin.

After the men lifted the two females and sat them on a chair in the corner,

Seruk, Kwu-wook!
Aww!

Their limbs are bound with leather straps connected to restraints.

“Ahhh…!”

“Keuk…”

The beasts groaned in pain as their leather straps were too tight.

But don’t struggle.

The beasts, it seemed, were becoming thoroughly domesticated livestock.

Chunk.

The males put an iron restraint around the necks of the females.

Now, no matter how hard they struggle, they will only tear their flesh and explode.

“It’s done.”

“Great job.”

The woman who looked at the work internally referred to the place as Group 1.

In Group 1, two purebred females in their early and mid-twenties, former researchers, were restrained.

“Next.”

“Yes!”

“That, that, and that.”

She points to three middle-aged men.

All of them were middle-aged males in their 40s and 50s, former representatives of media outlets.

“Bind those three to the chair counterclockwise over there.”

“Yes.”

Tumble, tumble, tumble.

Six men approach.

When men approach, the three male thoroughbred beasts do not think of running away or resisting.

They simply showed what form a beast that had given up its own life would take.

“Follow me obediently.”

“…”

The three beasts do not reply that they understand, nor do they bark out loud.

They seemed to have realized that there was no point in fiercely protesting and barking loudly.

They, before men can restrain them,

Beat, beat, beat, beat.

Voluntarily crawling on all fours toward the restraining chair,

Took.

Sit on it without hesitation.

“I-I…!”

“That’s no fun.”

The male beasts, no doubt, trembled in fear when a woman entered.

However, watching the series of events, the old male beasts realized that there was no hope anymore.

Immediately, they quickly put everything down.

It was like a devoured old dog crawling into a lonely cave, waiting for death to come at last.

“…”

“Under…!”

The men didn’t seem to like the aloofness they showed, but they didn’t say anything while looking at them.

Because bondi training is like that.

If you don’t follow the instructions, you will be punished.

Reward for following directions.

The prize, usually, is no beating.

That is why they easily escape being beaten.

“Hmm.”

The woman nods, watching as they are bound with restraints and leashes.

The place where three middle-aged former media representatives were bound was named Group 2.

“Because I’m busy, finish it quickly. Before the Duchess arrives, I have to deal with it quickly.”

“Yes.”

“As for the three old bitches that are left over there, move them to the corner opposite those two bitches.”

“Yes!”

In the third position counterclockwise, three middle-aged women are bound.

They, too, gave up rebelling.

This is because the males in group 2 showed exemplary behavior, and they acted appropriately using it as a guideline.

The woman supervising the work nods her head in satisfaction.

She referred to group 3 as one middle-aged female former head of a media company and two middle-aged female former researchers.

“Brora. Can I bind the remaining three in an empty place over there?”

“You’re asking something obvious.”

The woman called Bro La replied with a nod of her head.

The moment the six males approached the three young males and untied them from the stakes,

Wow!

“100 million!”

An energetic male kicks a male in the crotch with her hind foot.

“Kreukreuk…!”

The man bites the crab foam and falls backwards.

Before he faints and falls to the floor,

Aww!

“Quaaaaagh!”

Another male right next to him bites off the hand of the man right next to him.

“Run!”

Three males struggle to become three males.

They ran towards the iron gate with all their might.

Just then,

Pop, pop, pop!

Explosive noise rang out from all sides.

Whirly Rick!

Six or seven nets fly over the three fleeing males and attack them.

The men waiting everywhere fired net gun magic tools at them.

Cheer up!
Fluff, Kwadang!

The net catches the three beasts in an instant.

“Ugh, ugh…!”

“Aaaaagh!

“Let it go, let it go!”

The beasts howl.

They miserably missed their last chance to become human.

No, it’s not.

There wouldn’t even have been a chance in the first place.

It is impossible for three corrupt naked beasts, who were stuck in a closet for research, to shake off dozens of sturdy men without any tools.

Another angle, another angle, another angle.

The pointed nose of the stiletto heel catches the eyes of the males.

The struggle of the males, who were entangled in the net and fluttering, subsides.

In the gap where hope has faded, frustration and fear creep in and take their place.

When the struggle subsides completely, a trembling from fear dominates the beasts’ bodies.

“…”

Unlike the other males who tightly closed her eyes, one male stared blankly at her toes.

The male beast slowly raises her head, and then they meet her eyes.

She wore a short, tight leather skirt, and stood proudly with her legs spread wide from side to side.

She wore nothing under her leather skirt.

On her labia minora, labia majora, and clitoris, there were at least dozens of thick, coin-sized ring piercings.

A thin metal chain was connected between the piercings in a symmetrical manner with respect to the clitoris.

It reminded me of a spider’s web on my pussy.

“Hehe…”

Brora was letting out a fishy laugh.

Although she was aware that her male was spying on her own pussy, she didn’t care much for its gaze.

No one felt ashamed of seeing the nakedness of the livestock raised in the barn.

So she didn’t even feel ashamed.

The male also did not have time to get into heat while looking at the ornaments in the form of spider webs stretched in his pussy.

No matter how beautiful she was, no matter how bizarre her eccentric propensity for exposure, she was no mad person here to be in heat over a woman who didn’t even treat herself as a person.

Slap.

Bro La strokes her own hair, which she has styled in her bob cut, brushing her twigs back from her eyes.

She smiles softly,

Whoops!

Step her right foot back as far as it will go.

“…!”

Her male, looking up at her, is astonished.

Before it howls,

Sweetheart!

Her stiletto heels fly,

Poojjik!

It lodges itself in the right eyeball of a purebred male.

Chaaaaagh!

“Quaaaaagh!”

With one remaining left eyeball removed, the male screams.

As the male struggles with her body,

Wow!
Whoops!
Wood Deuk!

A stalwart male comes over and stomps on its spine.

“Keeeee It

The male whose spine was trampled screams,

Kwauk, Kwaaek!

Brora drives the tip of her stiletto heel deeper into its eye socket.

She was squeezing her elongated paws, messing around with her male eye sockets.

“Kee-eee… Kkeuk, Kkeukkeuh…”

The male had a seizure and bit her tongue, spitting out bloody foam and passing out.

Zzuk.
Tuck, Tuck, Tuck.

Brora pulls out a stiletto heel and spurts her to the ground, brushing the filth off her feet.

Another angle, another angle, another angle.

As she attempts her escape, she is approached by two other males who are captured.

“Hee, heehee…!”

“Heh, heuuuuu…!”

They were trembling in extreme fear, their eyes tightly closed.

The thought of rebelling seemed to have been completely abandoned immediately after being entangled in the net.

“Turn over.”

“Yes!”

Four men approach.

Chin, chin.
Squeeze, chin.

It turns over the belly of the two males entangled in the net.

They were trembling with their legs apart, their bellies exposed.

Brora thought they looked like rodent poisoned frogs.

“Hold on tight.”

“Yes!”

Four men climb on top of them and bind their limbs.

The males forgot to even scream and were trembling in extreme fear.

“If you run away,”

She looks all around her.

Her beasts watching her, bound by her restraints, quickly bow her head or close her eyes tightly.

“I’ll blow it up!”

She put her legs back,

Hey hey profit!
Quack!

Kick the male’s balls with the tip of his toe.

“Kyaaaaa!”

The male screams and flutters.

“Eh eh eh!”

Blood spurts from between its crotches.

Brora looked at it and seemed very satisfied.

As far as training, she preferred a rebellious beast to an unresponsive one.

Because it tastes better.

Rattle rattle.

The last remaining male beast was watching from the side, trembling.

What shined in its eyes was a hopeless light that, more than anything else, contained a feeling of remorse.

Another angle, another angle.

Brora comes over and stands between its crotches.

Hey hey hey.
Squeeze.

It pees

Its eyes are untied.

Because I could see Brora’s web.

She was certain that this time it was her turn.

Hehe!”

Whoa!

Brora holds her leg high.

She stopped, lifting her toes higher than her height, as if tearing her legs in a straight line.

“I’ll spare you this time, but not a second time.”

The male’s eyes are stained with despair.

The other beasts turned their heads and desperately turned away.

It was a pity that I couldn’t cover my ears because I was bound with restraints.

Weeeee!

Her feet fall down

Kwajik!
Aaaaang!

The soles of her feet collide with the hard stone floor.

In the meantime, the beast’s genitalia got stuck like a sandwich.

She stomps on its genitals and bursts them.

Zuzu, Zuzuzu!

As if to kill her, she rubbed her toes, crushing her flesh between her shoes and the stone floor.

“Turn off, turn off…!”

Only then, as if in pain, the beast let out a groan.

The eyes of the beast opened wide enough to make you think that an eyeball might fall out.

The beast’s eyeballs, round and raised to the point of tearing the flesh around the eyes, were bloodshot red as if they were about to spill blood.

It can’t even scream

“Ouch…”

Passed out just like that.

Tuck, Tuck, Tuck.

Brora brushes the grime off her shoes.

And look around.

Even as she mashed the three beasts with her stiletto heels, which had steel plates on her soles and cinchers, she seemed unmoved.

“Therapist.”

“Yes!”

Shouts one of her elders who had followed her.

“Recover as much as possible.”

“All right!”

After that, she stopped paying attention to the beasts.