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🕑 Added 2025-09-20 19:38:47 +0000 UTCEP.305 Side Story B _ Bad Ending (2)
"Uugh..."
She felt so dizzy she nearly vomited.
Supported by her lawyer, who patted her back, Heo Seong-ah looked around with a blurred gaze.
Her former master smirked as if he’d expected this outcome...
The witnesses laughed and chatted as if finding the situation amusing...
The rest of the spectators stared at her with eyes full of disgust and contempt.
"Hhuuk..."
Heo Seong-ah found the situation more revolting than anyone.
She wished she could close her eyes and make it all disappear, but no matter how many times she blinked, reality remained unchanged.
"...Therefore, the defendant Kim Jun-ha is found not guilty. Furthermore, at the judge’s discretion, the plaintiff Heo Seong-ah is sentenced to death without the need for further trial."
"Hhkkk..!"
The crimes:
Not admitting her guilt and insulting the judge.
Attempting to punish the defendant with false evidence (false accusation).
Raising her voice rudely in the sacred courtroom.
Showing no sign of remorse.
Inflicting irreparable injury on the defendant Kim Jun-ha.
...
...
...
And various others.
Heo Seong-ah was deemed to have committed crimes worthy of the death penalty, and her chances of winning an appeal were nearly zero.
"The plaintiff Heo Seong-ah is ordered to immediately return to the defendant Kim Jun-ha and resume her exclusive livestock life."
"No... Nooo..."
The moment the trial ended, Heo Seong-ah was seized by communal facility staff before she could even try to escape.
A tough latex mask was forced over her face, her hands and feet were restrained so she couldn’t move, and she was dragged away.
"Uuuup!"
She had no idea how things had gone so wrong.
She didn’t understand anything anymore...
But one thing was clear:
She would never be able to return to her old life.
"Is it this one?"
"Yeah, it’s her. She almost ruined everything."
Communal facility underground processing room.
After briefly passing out, Heo Seong-ah awoke strapped to a metal bed.
She opened her eyes in the operating room, naked and terrified, and struggled in panic.
"Hey, you cockroach onahole. Because of you, we almost lost everything."
"Hhuuk..."
A researcher in a white coat poked her forehead with his finger.
Because she attacked the director’s son and tried to escape, they’d spent a month cleaning up the mess.
If things had gone wrong, her actions could have sparked a resurgence of the anti-communal system protest group and toppled the entire facility.
Even after causing such a disaster, Heo Seong-ah, still clueless, chattered her teeth in fear.
"T-this... this is wrong... Please call Min-jung unni..."
Dragged straight here from the courtroom, she hadn’t had a chance to speak, but she hoped the anti-communal system group’s influence might at least delay her punishment.
"Puahahaha!!"
"Pffft!"
"Hahahahahaha!!"
The researchers burst out laughing at her request.
Not understanding why, Heo Seong-ah’s face darkened in cognitive dissonance.
"Hey, you mean that Min-jung, the leader of the protest group?"
"Yes? Yes..! Please call her..!"
"Pfft... Idiot. Don’t you know who put you here?"
"W-what..?"
"The Kim Min-jung you idolize is the one who did this to you, slut."
Heo Seong-ah stared blankly at the ceiling, unable to accept what she’d heard.
She’d received so much help from Min-jung, even making it to trial because of her...
But now she learned Min-jung was the real villain?
"N-no way..."
"Believe it or not. You’re just an onahole now, so there’s no need to explain. Just know Kim Min-jung was the inside contact for the communal facility."
"T-that can’t be... No..."
"Stop whining. Accept reality, slut. To Kim Min-jung, livestock like you are just a way to make money."
Kim Min-jung had set up the protest group to rake in bribes for years.
She deliberately maintained a rivalry with the communal facility to attract public attention and preyed on victims for "operating expenses."
With many shields and government connections, she could do as she pleased.
Unaware of this, Heo Seong-ah was sacrificed as a moneymaker and doomed to live as a cockhouse onahole forever.
"Anyway... How should we modify her? Looks like all the modifications from her livestock days are still intact."
Until she was exonerated, Heo Seong-ah had still been a livestock.
She’d planned to undergo surgery to restore her body after clearing her name, but who could have predicted this outcome?
"Nice body, nice looks, nice pussy. Your master must be thrilled, right?"
"Kkuhhuuk..."
The researcher stared at her womb tattoo, then grabbed her breast with a lewd look.
He squeezed so hard that milk dripped from her nipple.
"Looks like your master was gentle before... but from now on, you’ll be used as a complete onahole."
"Yeah? Should we start with limb severing?"
"Hhkkk..!"
She’d struck Jun-ha to avoid becoming a limb-amputated onahole, but now the worst was happening.
"No, wait."
The researcher opened a file and sighed as he read Jun-ha’s requests.
"First, just sever the tendons in her legs and send her back."
"Really?"
"Hhkkk..!"
How was that different from being a limb-amputated onahole?
Was there any point to a life where you couldn’t walk?
"Tomorrow we’ll cut the arm tendons... the next day... well, no spoilers."
The researcher signaled to colleagues to prepare for surgery.
"Why not just do it all at once? Why bother?"
"Who knows? He wants her to feel despair as her body is ruined day by day."
"Ugh..."
Having been betrayed twice, Jun-ha’s hatred for Heo Seong-ah was immense.
Immediate limb amputation was too lenient; he wanted to torment her slowly over time.
The researchers hooked up a blood transfusion pack to prevent excessive bleeding.
"Where do we cut?"
"Just the ankles, apparently."
"Geez... so much extra work."
Without anesthesia, the researcher grabbed her ankle and pressed a scalpel to her Achilles tendon.
"This is going to hurt like hell. Good luck."
"Ugh... kka... KYAAAAAAAH!!"
He slashed her ankle without mercy.
Her foot instantly lost strength and dangled limply.
"KYAAAAAAAH!!"
He did the same to the other ankle, then quickly stitched and bandaged the wounds.
It looked like a minor injury, but now she would never walk again.
"Kkuhhuuk... ugh..."
The pain was so intense she could only cry.
The despair of never walking again was overshadowed by the immediate agony.
The researchers released her restraints.
"Your master will be here soon. Wait quietly."
"Hhkkk..."
A short while later, Jun-ha entered the operating room, humming happily.
Seeing him walking perfectly without a wheelchair, Heo Seong-ah realized the entire trial had been a staged show.
"I’ll never forgive you..."
"Pfft, what’s a crippled onahole going to do?"
After being struck on the head, Jun-ha had erased all affection for her.
He wanted to inflict such despair that she’d wish for death.
"Can I take her?"
"Yes, you may."
Jun-ha took out a thin metal collar-the same pet collar Heo Seong-ah wore as a livestock.
"Uut..."
He attached an unbreakable wire to the collar, which fit her neck perfectly.
He immediately yanked the wire.
"Kkaaaak..!"
Still lying on the bed, Heo Seong-ah was dragged to the floor by the taut collar.
The pain from her freshly severed tendons was so intense she nearly passed out.
Before she could even get on her stomach, Jun-ha dragged her out of the operating room by the neck.
"Kkuhhuuk... aaaaagh..!!"
Dragged like luggage, her breasts and hips scraped along the floor.
They arrived at a staff dorm deep in the facility’s basement, furnished like a normal studio apartment.
"Seong-ah. I can’t even go home because of you."
Jun-ha’s mansion had long since been taken over by the protest group.
If he went home now, he might be attacked by crazed protestors.
For now, he had to live in the safety of the facility basement.
"Your situation is really unfair, isn’t it? Funny, right?"
"Hhkkk..."
"See what happens when you mess around? Why did you betray me?"
As wronged as Heo Seong-ah felt, Jun-ha also felt a deep sense of betrayal.
