The Nightmares of the Campus Beauties

The girl angrily swung her fist with all her might, but for some reason, before her arm had even risen, it seemed to freeze in place; when she tried to clench her fist, her fingers wouldn’t obey her. “What…’s going on…” Li Hengzhen walked over without hesitation and continued speaking to the girl: “It must be tiring to hold your arm up like that. Relax, put your hand down, and stand up straight.” As soon as he gave the command, Pi Luoying’s hand immediately dropped; she placed both hands flat on either side of her skirt and stood up straight involuntarily, showing no signs of defense whatsoever in front of Li Hengzhen. “Why… is my body…” Li Hengzhen savored the sight of the girl’s panic. This girl, who was usually so arrogant, rarely looked as flustered as she did now—after all, the world she had entered was far from what she knew. The test was over; now it was time to begin in earnest. “Very good. I’ve already admired your bare legs, but I like the view under your skirt even better. Would you mind lifting it up so I can take a look?” Pi Luoying’s face flushed instantly. “What? You pervert! Who’s going to show you that? You’re dreaming...” While the girl refused with extreme disgust, her hands were completely beyond her control. Her fingers gripped the hem of her skirt, and she elegantly lifted it, parting the already short school uniform skirt to the left and right, exposing the top of her thighs, her buttocks, her snow-white panties, and her waist beneath the skirt right before Li Hengzhen’s eyes. “No… What’s going on… How could I…” Pi Luoying desperately tried to pull her hands away from the hem and let the skirt fall back into place, but her hands completely defied her will. Without the slightest hesitation, they obeyed Li Hengzhen’s command, lifting the fabric that covered her modesty so he could admire the girl’s intimate view. Satisfied, Li Hengzhen crouched down to admire the view beneath her skirt up close. No longer content with just looking, he reached out his hand toward the fabric of her white panties. “Get lost! You pervert! I never thought you were this kind of person! Go to hell!” However, no matter how fiercely she screamed, her body refused to obey. Pi Luoying tried to kick him away, but her legs were completely beyond her control; she stood there stiffly, allowing Li Hengzhen to admire her to his heart’s content. “Hehe, you’re putting up such a fight with your words, but it was your own hands that lifted your skirt. This is your own shameless, lewd behavior—you’re practically inviting me to enjoy the view. Don’t blame me.” Li Hengzhen caressed the inside of the girl’s thighs to his heart’s content, his movements growing bolder and bolder. “That’s disgusting… Stop it… or I’ll kill you!” When Li Hengzhen had finished caressing her, he stood up and stroked the girl’s delicate face. “You’re so beautiful—even more beautiful than I imagined.” Pi Luoying felt the greatest humiliation and revulsion of her life. She was a young lady, after all—since childhood, which boy had ever treated her in such a lewd manner? “Help! Someone help me! There’s a pervert here!” “Don’t bother shouting. None of the teachers or students are at school right now…” The 16-year-old boy standing before her was openly displaying his greedy lust toward a girl his own age. This girl, whom he’d normally find nearly impossible to get close to, was now completely at his mercy. He took out a pair of handcuffs and continued to give orders to the girl in front of him: “All right, put your hands behind your back. I’m going to cuff you.” Pi Luoying was terrified, but at that moment, her hands seemed completely under a spell; she obediently placed them behind her back as Li Hengzhen demanded, pressing them together. Li Hengzhen deftly used the handcuffs to fasten the girl’s hands together, restraining them behind her back. Throughout the entire process, the girl desperately tried to resist with her body, but not even a single finger would obey her. With her hands deprived of freedom, Pi Luoying stood facing this lecherous boy, her breasts even more prominently highlighted by the handcuffs behind her back. Li Hengzhen reached out with greedy hands, kneading the girl’s soft breasts through the fabric of her school uniform, savoring the sensation of their fullness. “No, stop it, don’t you—” Realizing she was powerless to resist, the girl’s eyes welled up with tears; all she could do was plead for release, unaware that her pitiful, helpless demeanor would only fuel his sadistic urges even more. Li Hengzhen’s groping grew increasingly brazen. Although he had fantasized countless times about the pleasure of toy-ing with a young girl, imagination was no substitute for reality. Now that he truly held a young girl’s fate in his hands, his actions were far bolder and more over-the-top than he had ever anticipated. “Why do you look so downcast? Come on, act a little happier—tell me you like this.” In the dance studio of his dream, Li Hengzhen was admiring with great satisfaction the performance of "Campus Belle Committee" member number 5, Xiao Chanbing, in her bondage dance. This private dance lesson had already lasted four hours, and the actual time was 2 AM. However, at this moment, brilliant sunlight streamed into the dance studio from outside the transparent glass windows. After all, this was not the real world; everything was under Li Hengzhen's control. He could conjure any scene he desired, let alone the minor issue of day and night. After "helping" Xiao Chanbing practice some basic moves, Li Hengzhen himself felt a bit tired. So, he sat aside and let Xiao Chanbing perform a complete dance routine in the studio for him to enjoy. Xiao Chanbing had now changed into a beautiful performance dress. Her hands were adorned with short-chain handcuffs, and her feet were shackled with 40-centimeter chains. This was another of Li Hengzhen's embellishments. For a girl who practiced dance diligently for so long, simply dancing was not a challenging enough task. Dancing with restraints was both an innovative form of play and a way to satisfy Li Hengzhen's desires. "Your foot arch is not graceful enough, two points deducted!" Li Hengzhen, while admiring the girl's graceful movements, was also "scoring" her performance. Xiao Chanbing listened to the scoring instructions with great tension, her heart growing increasingly flustered. The performance training adopted a point deduction system. According to Li Hengzhen's requirements, each dance piece was 10 minutes long, with an initial perfect score of 100. During the dance, each mistake would result in a deduction of 1 to 3 points. For instance, an unnatural expression would cost 1 point, while an error in the direction of an arm movement would deduct 3 points. At the end of the dance, a score of 90 or above was considered passing; otherwise, she would have to perform another dance. If she fell due to an inability to adapt to the restraints, she would be immediately disqualified. Therefore, Li Hengzhen was not merely enjoying the performance; he was also concentrating on scoring the girl. However, the scoring criteria were quite stringent. The standards for deductions were inherently subjective, and even the most outstanding dance student could not be accustomed to dancing while bound by handcuffs and shackles. Thus, movement errors were commonplace. This was already Xiao Chanbing's fifth dance piece. She felt physically exhausted, and her condition began to decline. She knew this was a punishment mechanism Li Hengzhen had specifically set up for her, and she wouldn't pass so easily. Yet, Xiao Chanbing, true to her reputation as a brilliant ice queen, adapted to the restraints remarkably quickly. From falling due to uncoordinated movements in the first dance, she could now perform very elegant actions. In the fourth dance piece, she had already received a score of 87. This was no small feat, as this type of performance test actually involved choreographing a new dance. Based on the original dance, she had to adjust the rhythm and create a new dance form according to the extent to which the restraints limited her hand and foot movements, and then perform it. Without exceptional dance talent, a girl truly couldn't achieve this. Li Hengzhen also admired this newly choreographed dance with great satisfaction. He inwardly rejoiced, thinking that the gameplay in the dream world was indeed more advanced. In a typical BDSM game, no matter how tightly he bound Xiao Chanbing, she could only engage in passive masochistic play. But this dream world, which "What's the matter, classmate Xiao Chanbing? Not satisfied with my massage service? That's not good. Your substitute teacher is so enthusiastically serving you, and you're still unwilling? It seems I'll have to resort to the teacher's disciplinary methods to educate you properly..." Xiao Chanbing, with tears welling up, said against her will: "No... no... classmate Li Hengzhen, your massage... is very comfortable... I like it very much..." Despite enduring endless humiliation, she had already been hit with the stick over 130 times in the past few hours for not cooperating. At this point, she understood that she had fallen into a predator's clutches. If she showed any resistance or defiance, more punishment would await her. She could only show 120% obedience to suffer a little less. This relaxing shoulder-pulling exercise lasted for about 20 minutes, and the nightmare finally ended when Li Hengzhen had his fill of this massage game. However, the already exhausted Xiao Chanbing was not given a moment's respite, as this one-on-one private dance lesson was to last the entire day with no breaks. The sweaty girl immediately had to face the next training session. After all, Li Hengzhen cherished this dream that he could control at will, and of course, he wanted to make the most of every minute. "Alright, next, we'll practice the standing split!" The moment she heard the command, Xiao Chanbing's tired body immediately squatted down as Li Hengzhen instructed. Then, she spread her legs, extending her left leg backward to lie flat on the ground, while raising her right leg higher and placing it on the metal rack on the floor in front of her. In this way, her long, slender legs began an extreme leg stretch in a 220-degree position. For an average beginner with little dance background, this move would be enough to cripple them. Even for Xiao Chanbing, this training was by no means easy. Li Hengzhen walked behind her and sat down directly on the girl's left leg, ready to provide "assistive training" up close. "Now, put your hands behind you!" Xiao Chanbing's hands immediately followed the command and were placed behind her. Then, as if by magic, a very tight U-shaped shackle bound her hands behind her back. This made the girl's balance even more precarious, as the standing split itself was already difficult, and during practice, one needed to extend their arms to maintain balance. With her hands locked behind her, the girl's body became even more unstable. "Don't worry, I'll help you practice well." Li Hengzhen let out a sinister smile and, at the same time, reached his hands around the girl's sides and placed them on the girl's right leg, which was being stretched. This action embraced the girl within his arms, serving to prevent her from losing balance, while also allowing Li Hengzhen to feel the girl's body temperature up close. Xiao Chanbing wished she could find a crack in the ground to disappear into at this moment. The torture of stretching her waist was about to begin. Li Hengzhen used all his strength with both hands to press down on the girl's right leg, leaning his body forward and Late at night, Li Hengzhen was in his bedroom, taking out that device once again. He had already chosen the protagonist for tonight’s SM dream. As Li Hengzhen drifted off to sleep, the dream world began to connect with his brain... Li Hengzhen stood in the dream world—a dungeon exclusively for women, constructed entirely from his imagination. As the number of girls under his control grew, he had specifically created this special place within the dream world to accommodate many beautiful women. He walked to the door of a cell and, using his magical control, opened it. Inside the cell was a young girl bound to a Y-shaped torture rack. Her hands were secured to the rack with metal shackles, her arms raised—one to the left, one to the right—leaving her chest completely exposed. Today was the first time this young girl had become the heroine of a dream. “Senior Sun Muyue, welcome to my dream world, hahaha…” Having already lost her freedom, Sun Muyue looked at Li Hengzhen’s face and screamed in terror: “You… what on earth have you done? Let me go!” Li Hengzhen stroked her beautiful face and whispered mockingly: “Don’t waste your energy, senior… This is my world. No matter how much you scream, no one will come to save you… No matter how loud you scream here, no one in the real world will hear you…” Hearing this, Sun Muyue was even more terrified: “This… This is your dream world?” “That’s right. So, senior, just stop struggling and be a good little doll for me. You’re the second most beautiful girl in the whole school—I wouldn’t want to drive you crazy all at once…” Sun Muyue struggled desperately, but as a young woman bound to a Y-shaped torture rack, she was simply powerless to break free. Moreover, in this world completely dominated by Li Hengzhen, even if she were a “Iron Barbie,” she couldn’t escape her fate of being trained. “Senior, it seems you’re not being a good girl. Well then, I’ll have to give you a little appetizer.” Next, Li Hengzhen pressed a button on the remote control, and suddenly, more than a dozen mechanical arms extended from the walls of the cell. Sun Muyue stared at the mechanical arms, overcome with terror. She tried to break free from the rack’s restraints, but her struggles were completely futile. Then, all the mechanical arms moved toward the girl and began the torture of tickling her. “Hahahahahaha…” All of Sun Muyue’s sensitive areas—her stomach, armpits, and waist—were constantly tickled by the mechanical arms. The unbearably itchy sensation forced the girl to burst into laughter. Listening to his senior’s laughter, Li Hengzhen couldn’t help but marvel. She truly lived up to her reputation as the second most popular girl in the entire school—not only were her looks and figure perfect, but even her voice was so sweet. Even with his eyes closed, just hearing her laughter was a pleasure in itself. However, tickling was, after all, a form of torture. For Sun Muyue, this sensation of laughing until she couldn’t catch her breath was truly excruciating. “Stop… hahaha… Stop it already... hahaha... I can’t take it anymore... hahaha” The cruelty of this “laughing torture” lies in the fact that the victim is in immense distress yet cannot stop laughing. On the surface, she appears to be having a great time, but if this forced laughter continues, it could literally kill her. Li Hengzhen stared at his senior’s face and said smugly: “You brought this on yourself. Actually, I’ve had feelings for you for a long time, but if you hadn’t gone looking for trouble by trying to investigate my use of the Dream Manipulator, you wouldn’t have fallen into my hands so quickly.” By this point, Sun Muyue was already being tortured to the point of death by the tickling torture. Seven hours earlier, the courage she’d displayed in aggressively pursuing the culprit had completely vanished. She would soon come to realize, through repeated sessions of “training,” that the integrity and courage she prided herself on were as fragile as glass bottles within this dream prison. She would soon understand why those other girls lacked the courage to speak out or report what was happening.