The Mother-Son Robbery Game

After a while, Chen Qi changed into a sky-blue uniform top paired with a black skirt that fell just above her knees. Her shapely legs were still encased in the sheer nude pantyhose she had been wearing earlier, and her delicate feet were slipped into black, red-bottomed high heels. She hadn't originally wanted to wear this uniform, but her son, Chen Guanghao, had been pestering her relentlessly until she finally gave in. "What do I do next, son?" "Hehe, here, Mom. Take this toy gun and patrol the living room. I’ll play the robber, and you just have to play along." "Alright, whatever you say." Chen Qi took the toy pistol from her son and walked into the living room, her gaze sweeping across the space with a focused intensity. Seeing this, Chen Guanghao felt a surge of excitement; his mother looked so authentic, just like a real officer on patrol. He immediately pulled a plastic knife he had prepared from his bag, crept up behind her with calculated stealth, and at the perfect moment, lunged forward to wrap his arms tightly around her, pressing the plastic blade against her throat! "Don't move! Or I'll finish you off!" Chen Guanghao’s voice was still high-pitched and milky, lacking any real menace. Chen Qi couldn't help but smile at the sound of it, but the next second, he tightened his grip and hissed, "What are you laughing at? Stop laughing! Get inside, or I'll finish you off, you hear me?" "Alright, I understand. I won't move. I'll do whatever you say." "That's better!" With that, Chen Guanghao "escorted" his mother into the study. He forced her into a chair and twisted her hands behind her back. "Don't move! Stay still!" He then pulled a length of white cotton rope from his bag—a cord he had found at home, originally meant for tying up quilts, now repurposed for his game. Chen Qi started to speak, but a sharp look from her son reminded her to stay in character. She fell silent, watching him work. Chen Guanghao looped the rope across her chest, pulled it taut behind the chair, and secured her upper body firmly against the backrest. He didn't stop there; he ruthlessly wound the rope around her again, this time cinching it tightly just beneath her breasts. The sudden, sharp constriction made a soft, involuntary grunt escape Chen Qi’s lips. But he wasn't finished. He wrapped the rope around the chair, back and forth, three full times. With the remaining length, he moved to her wrists, winding the cord four or five times around each, pulling until the pressure was intense. It felt so real, so restrictive, that for a moment, Chen Qi felt as if she were a suspect being processed at the police station. Yet, for Chen Guanghao, this was merely the appetizer. He continued to wind the remaining rope up her forearms and around her biceps, wrapping each section three times before pulling it tight and tying a final, firm knot on her upper arm. There was no way Chen Qi could break free from such a binding. "Son! Where did you learn this? You’ve tied me up so tightly! Isn't this just a game? Why so firm?" Chen Qi asked, her mind swirling with confusion. She wondered where he’d found the rope and how he’d developed such professional-grade knot-tying skills—they were nearly identical to the techniques used by the police. But as a mother, she trusted him implicitly, never suspecting he would do anything truly untoward. She wasn't worried, just physically uncomfortable from the harsh bite of the ropes against her chest and arms. "Hehe, Mom, you have to take the game seriously, or it won't feel real, right?" "Right, Mom?" "I suppose so... so, what are you going to do next?" "Guess." Under Chen Qi’s puzzled gaze, a mischievous grin spread across Chen Guanghao’s face. He reached out, his hand moving toward the sheer, silk-clad curves of her... "You little brat, have you lost your mind? How dare you act so insolently toward your own mother?! Do you have any respect left for me at all?" Mother and son wrestled frantically on the office chair. Chen Qi was consumed by a white-hot rage; she never imagined her son would be bold enough to lay hands on her. If she didn't discipline him now, he would surely cross even more lines in the future. Driven by this thought, she exerted every ounce of her strength, her high heels scuffing and scraping against the floorboards with a rhythmic, desperate *clack-clack-clack*. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't dislodge Chen Guanghao from her lap. During the chaotic struggle, her heel struck the desk, knocking a pair of silver handcuffs onto the floor. As the metal hit the ground with a sharp clatter, a wicked idea sparked in Chen Guanghao’s mind. *If you’re going to resist, Mother,* he thought, *then I’ll have no choice but to take you by force.* Moving with lightning speed, he slid off her, snatched the handcuffs from the floor, and lunged back onto her. Chen Qi had a fleeting chance to escape, but a sudden wave of dizziness—the result of her earlier exertion—stole her momentum, and she was pinned down once more. This time, armed with the cuffs, Chen Guanghao used his full weight to wrench his mother’s arms behind her back. With a sharp click, he snapped the metal cuffs shut around her wrists. Instantly, Chen Qi was immobilized. She knew the mechanics of those cuffs all too well; the more she struggled, the deeper the metal bit into her skin. By forcing her arms behind the back of the chair and locking them there, he had rendered her completely helpless. "Son, take these off! Right now! Stop this madness—we’re in the police station! Do you want to ruin my career?!" "Unlock them! Now!" Chen Qi felt a wave of crushing humiliation. She was a trained officer, yet she had been overpowered by her own son and shackled like a common criminal. The shame of it left her feeling utterly exposed. Seeing that she was trapped, Chen Guanghao flashed a sinister grin. "Don't bother struggling, Mother. I’m not letting you go. I intend to have a proper play session today! Won't you just indulge your son?" "You… you’re playing with fire! This is the precinct! I’m warning you, if you don't unlock these cuffs, I’ll scream! My colleagues will come in and arrest you! Take them off! Now!" Chen Qi was frantic, though not because she truly wanted her colleagues to arrest her only son. She was merely trying to scare him. But Chen Guanghao was far beyond the point of listening. At the mention of her calling for help, his eyes lit up with predatory excitement. He reached into his bag and pulled out a red silicone gag. It was designed with small holes to collect saliva, and as he held it, a wicked smile spread across his youthful face. Chen Qi’s heart sank; she knew exactly what was coming. "Hel—mmph!! Mmmph!! Mmmph!! Mmmph!!!" Before she could finish her cry, Chen Guanghao jammed the red silicone gag into her mouth. It effectively stifled her speech, making even the simplest sound a struggle. He moved behind her, tightened the leather straps, and buckled the metal clasp, sealing her silence. "Mother, you look so tempting with that gag in your mouth. Heh. Ever since we played that 'robber' game last time, I’ve been dying to try something even more intense. Don't worry, I’m going to make sure you enjoy every second of it." *My good son… how did you turn into this? What have I done to deserve this?* Chen Qi felt paralyzed by despair. Looking at the face she had known her entire life, she felt a chilling sense of alienation. She never imagined her son would be capable of such calculated, sadistic bondage. It had only been a few days since their last "game," and she couldn't fathom how he had become so brazen. Chen Guanghao scanned the room, deciding that the main office was too risky—he couldn't have a colleague or a security guard stumbling in. "Good thing this chair has wheels," he muttered, "otherwise getting you to the archives would be a real chore." "This should be far enough. No one comes here at this hour." He pushed the chair into the back of the archives and eagerly dug into his bag, pulling out a coil of white nylon rope. Seeing the rope, Chen Qi’s face flushed with a mix of shame and visceral memory; she remembered exactly how he had bound her last time. "Ready, Mother? We’re going to use the same technique as before, but I’ve added a few new tricks. I promise it’ll feel even better than last time." At his words, her body trembled involuntarily. The fact that she, a decorated police officer, was being terrified by her own son’s words only deepened her sense of degradation. "Mmmph!! Mmmph!! Mmmph!!" "Just be a good girl, Mother. I’ll be gentle." Chen Guanghao began by looping the nylon rope around the back of the chair and pulling it taut across her chest. Having learned from his previous attempt, he pulled with deliberate, brutal force, cinching the rope until it dug deep into her flesh. Chen Qi gasped in pain, her face contorting, but he was only getting started. He wrapped the rope around the chair several times to ensure she couldn't break free, then pulled the remaining length back around her lower chest, binding her breasts into a tight, agonizingly elevated position. He then fashioned a slipknot, looped it over her head, and pulled it down to her chest, cinching everything together before anchoring the rope to the back of the chair. He pulled until the rope was at its absolute limit, tying it off with a firm knot. The result was a display of "violent" bondage that forced her breasts to jut out, creating a curve even more provocative than before. *He’s getting so fast… and so much tighter. What is going on in that boy’s head? Does he think about tying me up every single day?* Chen Qi looked at him with a bitter, defeated smile. She knew there was no escaping this time. "How does it feel, Mother? Oh, I almost forgot—there’s a surprise." Chen Qi’s heart plummeted. Chen Guanghao reached into his bag and pulled out two pairs of nude-colored pantyhose—the same ones he’d used last time. He knotted them together and began to wrap them around her slender waist, winding them six or seven times before pulling them tight. Chen Qi "obediently" sprawled across the lecture podium, while Wang Gang couldn't wait to produce the tools he had prepared: three lengths of white nylon rope and three pairs of nude pantyhose. He had ordered them online just recently, and they had only arrived yesterday; otherwise, he would have used the video to "coerce" her into submission days ago. Wang Gang began by winding the white nylon rope around Chen Qi’s arms. He pressed her arms together and started binding them tightly from the wrists upward. To ensure there would be no room for escape, he pulled the rope taut, the nylon biting deep into her skin. Fortunately, the material was smooth, so while Chen Qi felt the intense pressure, it wasn't physically painful. He continued the binding all the way up to her biceps. At a glance, her arms seemed to have fused with the white nylon, creating a perverse aesthetic of bondage. He threaded the rope between her arms, wrapped it three times, and finished with a perfect, immovable knot. Her arms were now completely incapacitated. "Is it really necessary to tie them this tight, Xiao Gang?" "Of course, Auntie. You’re a police officer, after all. If I don't bind you securely, you might just break free." "Fine, have it your way. Continue." "Hehe... then I’m going to bind those beautiful legs of yours." Wang Gang grinned as he picked up the nylon rope. He pressed Chen Qi’s stocking-clad legs together and began winding the rope around her ankles, pulling it tight before working his way up to her thighs. In an instant, her legs were encased in a rigid, white cocoon. The overwhelming sensation of constriction made Chen Qi feel uneasy, though the nylon kept the pain at bay. Wang Gang’s expression turned wicked. He pulled out the nude pantyhose, stretched the waistband wide, and slid it over her bound hands. "What? What are you doing, Xiao Gang? You’ve already used the rope, why the pantyhose?" Chen Qi asked, bewildered. Wang Gang just smiled. "Hehe, just to reinforce the sensation of your restraint, Auntie." "You... you brat. Fine, do whatever you want." Chen Qi had lost the will to resist; she had no say in the matter anymore. Wang Gang pulled the pantyhose up to her biceps, then used another pair to wrap tightly around her arms, tying a knot so they wouldn't slip. He then took the third pair, stretched the opening, and slid it over her feet—black high heels and all. He pulled the fabric upward, inch by inch, over her legs. The extreme, suffocating tightness made Chen Qi gasp; she hadn't expected him to be this devious. By layering the pantyhose over the nylon, her legs were rendered completely immobile. But Wang Gang wasn't finished. He took another length of nylon rope, looped it around her bound wrists, and pulled the line down toward her calves. He forced Chen Qi’s lower legs to bend backward, folding them toward her thighs, and lashed them into place with seven tight, suffocating wraps of the rope, finishing with a final, brutal knot. Chen Qi was now forced into a "four-horse" bondage position, completely unable to muster the strength to struggle. "You... you tied me into a four-horse bind! Xiao Gang, you!" Chen Qi was terrified. She had never imagined he would go this far. The "four-horse" position was the ultimate humiliation; compared to a simple chest bind, the sense of total helplessness and shame was absolute. "How is it, Auntie? Does it feel good? You know what a four-horse bind is, right? How did I do?" Wang Gang looked at his "artwork" with immense pride. He had spent hours studying online, and seeing it completed in reality filled him with a twisted sense of accomplishment. "You... I have nothing to say to you." "Oh? Not satisfied yet? I have a next step. I’ll make sure you feel good, Auntie!" "What! What are you going to do!" Suddenly, a dildo appeared in Wang Gang’s hand. He slid it through the pantyhose, yanked aside her skirt, stockings, and underwear, and thrust the object deep into her honeyed slit. "Ah! Ah!" Chen Qi never expected him to be this depraved, using a toy to torment and stimulate her body. *It’s so uncomfortable... but it feels so good... this size, it’s even bigger than my husband’s! ...How can I think such things? No, I shouldn't!* "How is it, Auntie? Does it taste good? Feeling excited now?" Wang Gang grinned, reaching out to stroke her breasts through her bra. As she felt the violation, Chen Qi began to thrash, but trapped in the four-horse bind, she was helpless. In her struggle, she felt the dildo slide even deeper into her, a sensation so intense it left her body limp and tingling, forcing her to give up the fight. After caressing Chen Qi’s little feet for quite a while, Wang Gang set them down with a hint of “boredom,” then immediately turned his gaze to her supple buttocks! The moment his hand made contact, Chen Qi felt as if her body had been zapped by electricity; her buttocks seemed to have been struck by a jolt, and the sensation left her unable to stop! “Stop it! No! Xiao Gang! You can’t touch Auntie’s butt!!” But Wang Gang wasn’t Chen Guanghao—he was completely carried away and couldn’t hear a word she said. Not only did he keep touching Chen Qi’s buttocks with his hand, but he also slapped them hard twice. “Ah!! Ahhh!! Xiaogang, stop it right now!!! ” After the slaps, Chen Qi’s pretty little face visibly flushed red, and as Wang Gang’s small hand kept slapping her butt, the protests that had come from her mouth at first gradually turned into seductive, soft moans.... “Mmm ahh... mmm ahh... Mmm... mmm... mmm...” “Auntie, you really are quite the slut. Just a few slaps on the butt, and it feels that good for you? You really want it, don’t you? Auntie!” “You... what did you say! Auntie doesn’t want that at all. Are you done playing yet??” “Auntie, what are you talking about? The game’s just getting started.” “What!!!” Wang Gang was afraid Chen Qi’s screams would attract the school security guards, so he pulled out the circular open-mouth gag he’d prepared earlier! He shoved it right into Chen Qi’s mouth! The round gag immobilized her tongue, leaving her unable to move it. [Is this a ball gag?? Or a forced-opening gag!! Xiao Gang, you! You’re so bold!! How dare you do this to me!!] “How’s that? Feels good, doesn’t it, Auntie? Now you can’t say a word. Hehe.” Hearing Wang Gang’s words, Chen Qi thought, 【Being trained and humiliated like this by a little boy—I’ve truly lost all face. And he’s so skilled at this—he knows far more than my own son ever did. Just thinking about it fills me with dread.】 Seeing Chen Qi’s “can’t stop, won’t stop” expression, Wang Gang’s interest soared, He recalled how he hadn’t had enough of “tasting” Chen Qi’s honeyed pussy last time, so he immediately pulled down her lace panties, then balled them up and shoved them straight into Chen Qi’s little mouth, which she couldn’t close! Because the dildo had been inserted, Chen Qi’s lace panties hadn’t been soiled, 【so they didn’t have any strange odor. Feeling the panties in her mouth, Chen Qi felt “slightly” better—after all, these were her own panties, and since they didn’t have any strange smell, it wasn’t that uncomfortable, Thank goodness, thank goodness.】 But the very next second, Wang Gang “eagerly” pulled down his pants and underwear! Revealing his already fully erect little guy! And what a massive little guy Chen Qi saw!! Witnessing this scene, Chen Qi thought to herself: 【How come this kid’s little guy is almost as big as my husband’s? He’s only seven years old! What’s going on? How can it be this big!!】 Amid her shock and surprise, 【Chen Qi suddenly recalled that her son had once told her how his best friend—Wang Gang—was much more developed physically than he was. Because of this, Chen Guanghao had even specifically asked her, “How can I get bigger?” Now that she saw Xiao Gang’s little guy was so big, it all made sense—it really was that big!】 They say women can’t help but take a second look at a thick, sturdy little guy, and might even wonder what it feels like to have it inside them. As a woman, Chen Qi was no exception. But Wang Gang didn’t immediately slide his penis into Chen Qi’s pussy. Instead, he crouched down and leaned over her, bringing his head close to her pussy. Then, he pulled out the dildo that was stuffed inside… and, without giving Chen Qi any chance to adjust, Wang Gang stuck out his tongue and began kissing her pussy!!! “Mmm! Ah!! Mmm! Ah! Mmm! Ah! Mmm! Ah!!” The intense pleasure surging through her pussy at that moment caused Chen Qi to immediately writhe and squirm with ecstasy right there on the lectern! ! Since Wang Gang was so incredibly aroused, his tongue kissed and sucked vigorously on the tender flesh lining her pussy, causing Chen Qi to tremble and convulse all over from the intense pleasure!! “Hahaha, Auntie, you look so beautiful when you moan like that. I want to hear you moan for a little longer.” [What! You little bastard, stop it! Stop it!! Ahhh!!] “Mmm-ahhh!! Mmm-ahhh!! Mmm-ahhh!! Mmm-ahhh!!” Under the combined stimulation of Wang Gang’s frenzied tongue—kissing and sucking—Chen Qi soon felt her body nearing its limit! Her body’s intense reaction and searing desire left her in a real bind! She desperately wanted to refuse climaxing this way, but her body was tied up like a horse in a four-horse team—she couldn’t move a muscle. For a moment, Chen Qi felt utterly hopeless... Her legs began to tremble uncontrollably!! “Auntie, let me help you reach orgasm!!” Suddenly, Wang Gang sped up his tongue’s kissing and sucking, and instantly, Chen Qi could no longer control the pleasure and desire surging through her body!! “Mmm, ahhh!! Mmm, ahhh!! Mmm, ahhh!!” [No!! No!! I’m... I’m going to come!! Ahhh!! I’m going to die!! It feels so good!! Ahhhhh!!] In just an instant, Chen Qi’s body began to shake and convulse violently, followed by a stream of thick love juice gushing from her honeyed... slit, shooting straight into his little mouth just like last time!! “So this is what love... juice tastes like! I didn’t get enough of it last time, but this time I’m very satisfied. Not bad, not bad.” Wang Gang stopped penetrating Chen Qi’s honey... hole with a mischievous smile. As he looked at the “incredibly aroused” Chen Qi before him, the fire of desire within him was completely ignited, He immediately pulled the lace panties that had been stuffed into Chen Qi’s mouth out. He’d intended to stroke his own little brother with his hand—just by looking at Chen Qi’s “incredibly alluring” figure—but then thought, “Why jerk off when there’s a ‘prop’ right here for me to use? Auntie’s little mouth tastes so much better!!” With that thought, Wang Gang was ready to take action the very next second. ! But after a moment’s thought, he realized there was a “prop” right in front of him that he could use—why on earth would he jerk off? Isn’t Auntie’s little mouth much sweeter?! With that thought, Wang Gang was ready to shove his little brother into Chen Qi’s mouth the very next second!! “No! Stop! Xiao Gang, you can’t do this! This is absolutely out of the question! Anything else is fine, but not this!!” No sooner had Chen Qi regained her speech than she saw Wang Gang actually preparing to shove his thick little brother into her mouth! She instantly felt incredibly ashamed, but since Wang Gang’s little brother was almost the same size as her husband’s—and counted among the larger ones among Chinese men—her feminine nature made her want to experience the sensation of that massive little brother for herself. “You say no? Well, that just makes me want to do it even more! Not only am I going to put my little brother in your mouth, Auntie, but I’m also going to cum hard! Right inside!! Don’t even think about struggling or refusing—you’re my prisoner now! Got it? You have absolutely no choice in the matter!” “No! Xiaogang! I beg you, waaah!! Ugh!! Ugh!! Mmmph!! Gurgle!! Gurgle!!” Before Chen Qi could even finish her sentence, Wang Gang had already forcefully shoved his thick cock into her small mouth! Instantly, Chen Qi’s mind was filled with conflicting emotions: [It’s so big! Such a huge piece of meat!! A cock! Just as big as my husband’s! It fills my whole mouth! It tastes so innocent! So erotic!! No... how can I be turned on! How can I be turned on!! No, no!!] Seeing the hostage released, Wang Xiaowen placed the briefcase on the ground. She then brought her hands together, signaling her compliance to be bound. The leader immediately pulled a length of rough construction-grade hemp rope from his pack. He approached her with caution, gesturing for his third-in-command to stand guard with a knife drawn, eyes locked on her, wary of any "unexpected" moves. Since none of them were experts in bondage, the leader took charge of the task himself. He ordered Wang Xiaowen to "behave" and put her arms behind her back. With a resigned sigh, she complied. The leader began by wrapping the coarse rope around her wrists, winding it six or seven times. To ensure she couldn't break free, he pulled the knots with brutal force. The rope bit deep into her soft skin, the friction and pressure causing a sharp, stinging pain. Yet, as a police officer, her physical conditioning far exceeded that of an ordinary person; she maintained a stoic, icy composure, not letting a single sound escape her lips. Seeing that she offered no resistance, the leader tightened the rope further and secured it with a heavy, permanent knot. But he wasn't finished. To guarantee their safety, he grabbed another length of rope and moved to her upper arms. He wound it tightly around her biceps, pulling it taut until the flesh bunched beneath the fibers. He gave the bindings a violent tug to test their integrity, satisfied only when he confirmed there was zero slack before tying another immovable knot. Now, her arms were double-bound, rendered completely immobile and trapped in a rigid, agonizing hold. As he worked, the leader was struck by the proximity of her fair, flawless skin and her breathtaking, curvaceous figure. For a moment, his restraint wavered; he felt a primal urge to ravish the policewoman right there on the floor. But the lure of the money kept his head clear, and he forced himself to finish binding her tight. *“Is this woman a police beauty queen? That body, that face... she’s a masterpiece. Damn, I want to take her right now. Well... there will be time later. She’s a hostage, after all.”* *“If the chance arises, I’m definitely going to share this ‘top-tier cop’ with the boys. Just the scent of her... it’s driving me insane!”* *“Damn it! Tied this tight, there’s no way she’s getting out of this anytime soon. I’ll just have to play it by ear,”* Wang Xiaowen thought to herself. She tried to flex her arms, only to find the bindings unforgivingly secure. Yet, drawing on her training as a criminal investigation captain, she quickly regained her mental focus. Just as the leader reached for the briefcase of cash on the ground, Wang Xiaowen suddenly hooked her long, shapely leg around the case and kicked it behind her. The leader recoiled in fury. "What the hell are you doing?! Why aren't you handing over the cash?" "The hostages are still in your hands. I can't just let you take the money now! How about this: you release them, and I'll give you the money. Besides, with my hands bound, my combat ability is severely compromised. I’m no match for four grown men, am I?" Wang Xiaowen knew full well that once they had the money, they would likely kill the hostages. She couldn't guarantee she could control the situation, especially with her arms restricted, which hampered her reflexes and mobility. She had to be extremely careful. Because her legs were still free, the thugs didn't dare risk lunging for the briefcase behind her. The leader huddled with his men. "What do we do, Boss? Do we listen to her, or do we do this our way?" "We do as she says. There are four of us; are we really afraid of one female cop? Even if she’s a good fighter, her upper body is bound. It’s impossible for her to overpower us as long as we stay cautious." "Right... let's do what the boss says." "Fine!" "Alright, we’ll play by your rules. Don't try any tricks, or you know the consequences! If it comes down to it, I’ll make sure you go down with us!" "Don't worry," she replied calmly. "I won't do anything reckless. Just release the hostages." As Wang Gang’s tongue continued its relentless, rhythmic flicking against Wang Xiaowen’s honeyed slit, her body began to writhe and thrash against the sheets with increasing intensity. Sensing his sister was on the verge of waking, Wang Gang abruptly pulled away, quickly pulling her white panties back into place. He retreated to his own room, retrieving the black stealth suit and matching hood he had prepared earlier. Once suited up, he was completely unrecognizable—a faceless shadow. From his bag, he pulled out a pink vibrator borrowed from his buddy Chen Guanghao and the gag he had previously used on Chen Qi. Returning to his sister’s room, he found her still unconscious. He wasted no time, securing the gag firmly over her mouth and tying it tight behind her head. He then stood by the bedside, waiting for her to stir. Minutes later, Wang Xiaowen drifted into consciousness, only to be met with a jolt of pure terror. She was paralyzed, her mouth clamped shut by the gag, rendering her unable to cry for help. As her eyes snapped open, she realized she was bound in a spread-eagled position, pinned firmly to the bed. Standing before her was a man draped in black, his face hidden behind a dark hood. The restraints and the intruder’s sudden presence made the reality clear: she was the victim of a home invasion. *What is happening? I only just fell asleep... How could someone break in and kidnap me? And my brother! Is he tied up too?* *Damn it! I’m bound so tightly I can’t even twitch... Wait! My dress... it’s gone! I’ve been changed into a spare police uniform and black silk stockings! What is going on? Have I been... violated?* *This makes no sense. I live on the twenty-second floor! How could a burglar get in without a sound? And the front door has a state-of-the-art fingerprint lock—it’s impossible!* Wang Gang remained motionless, his eyes locked onto his sister. Then, he reached out and gently stroked her cheek. *My sister’s skin is so soft... it feels amazing. This is too good. Heh, she has no idea it’s me. She must think she’s been targeted by a real intruder.* The sudden touch sent a surge of fury through Wang Xiaowen. Fearing for her brother, she glared at the masked man with burning rage. Wang Gang, however, remained unfazed, playing the part of the "intruder" perfectly. He continued to caress her face. Feeling ignored, Wang Xiaowen felt a deep sense of humiliation. She was a police officer! How dare he disregard her? Her anger boiled over, and she began to struggle violently against the silk stockings binding her limbs. No matter how hard she fought, the knots held firm. *This is so shameful... I can’t even break free from a simple spread-eagle binding! Damn it! Who are you? Why break into my home? Don’t you know I’m a police officer?!* As she thrashed, her muffled, angry roars filled the room. The sight of her body arching and straining only fueled Wang Gang’s excitement. He reached out and slid his fingers into her mouth, tracing the surface of her tongue with a slow, teasing pressure. *Mmph! Mmph! You’re dead! You damn intruder! Just wait until I get free... Mmph!* The tongue is a bundle of sensitive nerves, and under the constant, erotic stimulation of his fingers, Wang Xiaowen felt a wave of crushing shame. Her dignity as a criminal investigation captain felt trampled, and a deep, burning flush crept up her neck and cheeks. The thought of being "toyed with" in her own home was unbearable. *Heh, my sister’s tongue is so much fun... Wait, why is she blushing so hard? Is it because she’s enjoying the sensation? If that’s the case... I’ll have to turn up the heat and give her a real show.* Wang Gang’s fingers quickened, dancing over her tongue. A strange, electric sensation shot through Wang Xiaowen, making her body tremble with a pleasure she couldn't suppress—and couldn't handle. "Mmph! Mmmph-ah! Mmmph-ah!" "Mmmph! Mmmph-ah! Mmmph-ah!" Overwhelmed by the sensation, she was forced to emit sounds that filled her with absolute humiliation. Her face turned a deep, vibrant crimson, and her body began to shudder uncontrollably. Watching this, Wang Gang thought, *I shouldn't push her too hard just yet... I’ll change tactics.* He grabbed a pen and paper, scribbling "Don't scream" in a deliberately messy, unrecognizable scrawl to ensure she wouldn't identify his handwriting. He held the note up for her to see. Wang Xiaowen nodded "obediently," signaling her compliance. Wang Gang pulled his fingers from her mouth and unbuckled the gag. "You’re the fugitive, aren't you? Stop this now. Don't dig yourself into a deeper hole. It’s not too late to turn back! Let me and my brother go and turn yourself in at the station. I can speak to my superiors and ask for leniency. If you keep me tied up, the charges will only get worse—you’re threatening and kidnapping a police officer!" *So, she really thinks I’m a criminal. Good... I’ll use this identity to break her in properly.* He reached for the gag again. Wang Xiaowen panicked, blurting out, "You’re committing a crime, do you know that? Stop this, go to the—mmph! Mmph! Mmph!" Before she could finish, the gag was back in place. She could only glare at him, her eyes wide with fury. Wang Gang then pulled the pink vibrator from his pocket. Seeing the sex toy, Wang Xiaowen began to thrash wildly against the bed. *He... he’s going to use that thing on me? No! Don’t! You damn bastard! If I ever get my hands on you—!* Despite her frantic resistance, Wang Gang "viciously" shoved the pink vibrator into her panties. *You bastard! You bastard! Ah... ah! I’m so angry... this is so shameful! I’m going to kill you! Stop it! You asshole!* As he pressed it against her honeyed slit, he cranked the vibration to the maximum setting. A jolt of intense, vibrating pleasure slammed into her flower, forcing her to arch her back and struggle against her bonds. But the more she fought, the more the vibrator ground against her, sending waves of pleasure through her core. She hated this "fugitive" with every fiber of her being—he was even more perverted and lecherous than his predecessor! Under the relentless stimulation, her body began to betray her. She didn't want to admit it, but as the vibrations pulsed against her, her body began to quiver. This wasn't the trembling of anger; it was the involuntary reaction of her body succumbing to the pleasure. Having spent years buried in police work, she had no time for romance or the release of her own desires. Under the constant, buzzing assault, her face burned with a shame so intense she couldn't bear to look at the masked man standing over her. "So, Officer, you really thought I’d be foolish enough to tail you without any leverage? You really took me for an idiot?" "Since you're so confident in your ability to drag me down to the station, I’ll stop playing games. Check my phone. Open the gallery—take a good look, and you’ll understand exactly where you stand." "You think I wouldn't dare?" Wang Xiaowen snatched the phone from his pocket and tapped into the gallery. Her blood ran cold. The images that flashed across the screen sent a jolt of pure, visceral terror through her. The gallery was filled with photos of her younger brother, Wang Gang, bound and gagged. There were shots from every angle. Seeing her brother trussed up like an animal shattered her composure. She opened her mouth to scream, but Lao San had already wrenched himself free from her grip. Her voice trembled with raw, impotent fury: "Why are you kidnapping my brother?! He’s just a child! How could you do this to him? You monster! Do you have any idea what you’re doing? This is threatening a police officer—this is a felony!" Lao San seemed to have anticipated her outburst. He remained chillingly calm. "If you want your brother to stay in one piece, you’ll do exactly as I say. You’re coming with me." "You... you despicable coward!" "Heh... if I didn't have a few tricks up my sleeve, I wouldn't be here, would I? Let’s go, Officer. Any later, and your brother might not make it." "Fine... just don't hurt him. I'll go with you." Seeing no one else around, Wang Xiaowen had no choice but to submit. ... Lao San pulled a knife from his bag, pressing the cold steel against her throat. "Drive," he commanded, forcing her into his unregistered car. "And don't try anything clever. As long as you play nice, your brother stays safe. Understand?" "Yes..." Wang Xiaowen slid into the driver's seat, while Lao San took the passenger side. Under his direction, she drove to a secluded church on the edge of the city—a place abandoned and desolate, especially at night. *Damn him! That bastard! After the humiliation at my house, what kind of sick game is he playing now? If my brother weren't in his hands, I’d make sure he rotted in a cell for the rest of his life! Is my brother really inside this church?* "Heh, get out. I’ve been hiding out here the whole time. Didn't expect that, did you?" Lao San sneered, looking smug. *I was so careless! If I had just ordered a search of the church earlier, maybe my brother wouldn't be in this nightmare. It’s my fault.* Lao San marched her at knifepoint toward the large wooden cross standing in front of the church. Wang Xiaowen was confused, but her heart sank when he reached behind the wall and pulled out a coil of heavy-duty nylon rope. *He’s going to tie me to the cross... God, not again.* "Officer, you know the drill. You want your brother to live? You do exactly what I say." He pressed the blade against her neck, drawing a slow, mocking line across her skin. Wang Xiaowen’s heart hammered against her ribs. She couldn't risk a move. "Fine... I understand. Just... please, let him go." Lao San didn't answer. He ordered her to spread her arms against the crossbar and press her legs together against the vertical beam. Once she was positioned, he moved with practiced, frantic speed. He wrapped the nylon rope around her left forearm, pulling it tight against the wood, winding it six or seven times until the rope bit deep into her skin. He pulled each loop to its absolute limit, ensuring there was no slack. He finished with a brutal, immovable knot. He repeated the process on her right arm, binding it with the same suffocating tension. Then, he dropped to his knees and wrapped her ankles together, winding the rope eight times around her legs before cinching it tight behind the cross. With his captive secured, Lao San lit a cigarette. Despite his bravado, his hands were shaking; the adrenaline of the situation was getting to him. *Damn it! It’s so tight... I can’t move an inch!* The circulation in her arms was already beginning to fail, a dull, aching numbness creeping in. But she felt a flicker of hope—if he only bound her forearms and legs, she might find a way to wiggle free. That hope vanished the moment he finished his cigarette. Lao San pulled out more rope, this time focusing on her wrists. He didn't just bind them to the cross; he fashioned a slipknot around her left wrist, pulling it tight before anchoring the tail to the wood. He did the same for her right. Even if she managed to slip the bindings on the cross, the slipknots would remain locked around her wrists, tightening with every struggle. It was a cruel, calculated "gift." Wang Xiaowen glared at him, her eyes burning with hatred. He was far more cautious than his brother—far more dangerous. Lao San wasn't finished. He pulled out more rope, binding her upper arms to the cross, pulling the nylon so hard it carved deep, angry furrows into her flesh. The pain was blinding, but Wang Xiaowen bit her lip, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a scream. He repeated the process for her thighs and ankles, pinning her body to the wood until she felt like a butterfly mounted on a display board. "Feels good, doesn't it, Officer? Don't think for a second that this is the end. I’m not giving you a single chance to escape." "You... you shameless pig!" "Haha, call me whatever you want. To handle a pro like you, I have to play dirty." Lao San reached for the remaining rope. "That waist and those breasts of yours... it’d be a crime not to bind them up too, wouldn't it?" "What?! No! You bastard, let me go! Let my brother go!" "Shut up. You'll see exactly what I'm capable of soon enough." He wrapped the rope around her waist, but in the process, he deliberately tugged her police trousers down, exposing the black lace of her underwear. Wang Xiaowen roared in fury, but Lao San simply flashed the photos of her bound brother on his phone again. Her defiance crumbled instantly; she went limp, forced to endure his touch. He wound the rope around her waist and the cross, tying it off with a sickening grin. Then, his eyes drifted to her chest. Wang Xiaowen felt a shiver of pure dread. She wanted to scream, but the image of her brother kept her paralyzed. Lao San reached out, his rough, calloused hands closing over her breasts. "So soft. Incredible. No wonder my brother wanted to keep you for himself. I didn't get enough of a feel last time—this time, I’m going to enjoy every second." "You... you monster! You pervert!" While Wang Xiaowen was still lost in confusion, Wang Gang had already slipped into her bedroom. A moment later, he returned with a pair of black, low-heeled pumps and a matching pair of nude-colored ankle-high stockings. Xiaowen was left speechless; she hadn't expected her brother’s idea of "something missing" to be a pair of heels and stockings. After returning to the room, Wang Gang handed the items to his sister. While she stood there in a daze, he quietly locked the bedroom door. Preoccupied with wondering why he needed her footwear, Xiaowen didn't even notice the click of the lock. "Sis, put these on, and we’ll get started." "Fine, I get it." Since she was already wearing the police uniform, Xiaowen figured it didn't really matter anymore. She slipped the stockings over her delicate feet and slid into the pumps. Once she stood up, fully dressed in the complete police ensemble, Wang Gang nodded with a look of "satisfaction." "So, how should I tie you up?" "Huh? Just... whatever. Anything works, as long as it’s just for testing the ropes." "Alright, let me look up some pictures online." Wang Gang scrolled rapidly through his phone. Beside him, Xiaowen caught glimpses of the "models" in the images, bound in various positions. A wave of intense shame washed over her; she had never browsed such "humiliating" photos before. After half a minute, Wang Gang settled on an image of a woman bound in a "puppy tie" position. *This pose looks so shameful. If I tie her up like this, she’ll be absolutely mortified. Hah, perfect. I’ll just go with this one; I’m too lazy to look for anything else.* In reality, Wang Gang had already found the photo and saved it to his phone while she was changing. Pretending to search for it in front of her was just a ruse to keep her from suspecting his true intentions. "Sis, how about this pose?" "This? Are you sure? It’s so degrading... I don't want to! Besides, no 'robber' would ever treat a 'hostage' like this, would they? No way! Pick something else." "Oh, come on! If you don't agree, I’m going to tell Mom and Dad everything—how you wanted to play this bondage game with me, and how you even led me into it..." "You... fine! We’ll do this one. But don't you dare tell them! I won't forgive you if you do!" "I know, I know. Since you agreed, why would I ever tell them?" "Just get on with it, then. I’m ready." "You got it!" Xiaowen had her own secret motive for agreeing; she was certain her brother wouldn't know how to execute such a complex tie. She had no idea that Wang Gang had already studied the puppy tie technique extensively. *Once he realizes he can't do it, I'll just demand he switch to something else,* she thought. *As long as he doesn't tie them too tight, I can just break free. It’ll be fine.* The next second, Wang Gang produced a clothesline. He first wrapped it around her breasts, pulling it tight twice before bringing the rope behind her back. He then looped it under her bust, pulling it taut. Under the pressure of the rope, Xiaowen’s breasts swelled instantly, looking much fuller than before. Wang Gang tied a knot behind her back and reached for another length of rope to begin the puppy tie. "The photo didn't show any chest binding! Hey, what are you doing to that part?" "Heh, I added it myself. I thought it would make the sensation of being bound feel much more intense." "Fine..." Wang Gang then took the rope and began binding her legs. He wrapped the line around her calves three or four times, pulling it tight. He instructed her to kneel on the bed, and despite the overwhelming shame, Xiaowen complied. Once she was in position, he pulled the rope from her calves up to her thighs, winding it tightly around her legs. He used the remaining length to bind her thighs and calves together, wrapping them until they were firmly secured. Finally, he pulled the rope to her knee joints and, using all his strength, tied a rock-solid knot. After securing her left leg, he moved to the right. Because her left calf and thigh were now bound together, her leg was forced into a raised, awkward angle, which made her feel incredibly exposed. She tried to struggle, but the ropes were far too tight. The bondage had only just begun, and she could only remain silent, waiting for what came next. Once her legs were completely immobilized in that kneeling, raised-leg position, Xiaowen realized she was well and truly trapped. But fearing her brother would expose her to their parents if she quit now, she gritted her teeth and endured the humiliation. Wang Gang then turned his attention to her arms. He had her bend her forearms against her biceps, then began wrapping the rope around them, pulling it tighter with every turn. To ensure she couldn't break free, he wound the rope around her arms six or seven times, finishing with a tight knot in the gap between her forearm and bicep. He repeated the process for her right arm, securing it just as firmly. "It’s so tight! How are you so good at this? I can't move at all!" "Heh, are you 'satisfied,' sis? Go ahead, try to break free." "How can I even try? You’ve tied me into this humiliating position where I can only stay on my knees!" "Heh, it’s not over yet." "What?! You're still not done?" Wang Gang smiled and used the final length of rope to wrap around her waist. As he tightened it, Xiaowen felt her waist constrict. Then, he pulled the rope down and forced it firmly into the crevice of her secret flower. The moment the rope pressed against her slit, Xiaowen nearly cried out in pleasure; the tightness of the rope created an intense, jolting sensation. *Where on earth did he learn these techniques? This is so cruel, yet so stimulating...* Wang Gang pulled the rope from between her legs up to her back and tied it into a secure knot, connecting it to the chest binding. He stepped back, looking at his work with a satisfied grin. Seeing his sister bound into the shape of a crawling "puppy" filled him with delight. He considered whether wrapping her hands in silver tape would add to the visual effect. Deciding to go all the way, he pulled out a roll of silver tape. Seeing the tape, Xiaowen asked anxiously, "What are you doing now? Why do you need that?" "Heh, sis, if you're going to do something, you have to do it right. I don't want you accusing me of going easy on you later." Since there were only two pairs of stockings available, Luo Yiyi sat out the binding of Chen Qi’s legs. Instead, Luo Han’er and Luo Xiaotong took charge, using the nude-colored stockings to bind Chen Qi’s calves and thighs. Luo Han’er began by wrapping the stockings around Chen Qi’s pressed-together calves. She stretched the material to its absolute limit before winding it tightly around the flesh. Thanks to the incredible elasticity of the stockings, she managed to wrap them around Chen Qi’s calves a full six times! Finally, she threaded the end through the gap between the legs and pulled it into a rock-solid knot. On the other side, Luo Xiaotong mirrored the technique, wrapping the stockings tightly around Chen Qi’s thighs, pulling them taut with all her might, and securing them with a final, immovable knot. Chen Qi had initially assumed that using stockings as restraints wouldn't be particularly restrictive, but as the crushing pressure settled into her legs, she realized she had severely underestimated the girls. *“It’s so tight! There’s no way I can break free on my own... What do I do? This is so humiliating... As a police officer, to be rendered immobile by a few young girls... it’s mortifying!”* “Is this enough now, girls? Please Throughout the entire journey, Chen Qi went out of her way to cooperate with Li Qiang, which filled him with excitement. Thinking that he would soon be able to get intimate with the Chen Qi he’d been longing for, he felt incredibly thrilled. To throw Chen Qi off guard, Li Qiang deliberately mimicked the restraint technique shown in the videotape: he used one large hand to twist and grip both of Chen Qi’s arms from behind, while covering her mouth with his other hand. “Officer Chen, don’t be nervous. We’re just reenacting the scene exactly as shown in the video—it’s a common tactic used by criminals. To recreate the scene exactly, we have to pay attention to the details, right?” Chen Qi could only nod in response, but deep down, she was actually feeling a bit excited. After all, being led away with her arms twisted behind her back and her mouth covered evoked a strong sense of both shame and control—a sensation Chen Qi thoroughly enjoyed. So even if Li Qiang hadn’t offered an explanation, she wouldn’t have resisted. At that moment, Li Qiang led Chen Qi to a sturdy, medium-sized pillar next to the warehouse. He then took a pair of silver handcuffs out of his bag and said to her, “ “Officer Chen, to recreate the scene from the video, I need to tie you to this pillar. Please put your hands behind the pillar.” Chen Qi had no choice but to comply. Following Li Qiang’s instructions, she brought her slender arms behind the pillar, Then Li Qiang immediately moved behind the pillar, unlocked the handcuffs, and secured Chen Qi’s left and right hands, respectively. The moment the handcuffs were fastened, Chen Qi’s hands were completely immobilized against the pillar—she couldn’t break free!! Immediately afterward, Li Qiang fetched several lengths of nylon rope from inside the warehouse. He took one of them in his hand, first wrapping it horizontally around Chen Qi’s arm, then looped the rope around to the back of the pillar. To ensure Chen Qi wouldn’t struggle too fiercely later, Li Qiang deliberately wrapped the rope tightly around Chen Qi’s arms and the pillar multiple times. Only after wrapping it around four full times did Li Qiang tie a secure knot behind the pillar! However, this was only the beginning of the binding! Li Qiang then took the nylon rope and wrapped it around the area between Chen Qi’s breasts, wrapping it around the pillar multiple times as well! After several rounds of binding, Chen Qi felt the restraint growing tighter and tighter. Stimulated by this sensation of tight confinement, Chen Qi occasionally let out sounds of resistance, but her struggles were merely symbolic. Li Qiang was well aware that Chen Qi wasn’t really struggling. [Could it be that deep down, Chen Qi is actually longing for this?? She doesn’t seem to be resisting that much—it looks like she really enjoys this feeling of being tightly bound.... I’m going to make sure to satisfy you properly!] Immediately, Li Qiang took a nylon rope and wrapped it around Chen Qi’s slender waist, adding another layer of restraint! The moment Li Qiang used the nylon rope to secure Chen Qi firmly to the pillar, her face flushed slightly, and at the same time, a strange change took place within her. 【This feeling of being tightly bound... why does it feel so wonderful? Could I really have come to enjoy this sensation of being tied up?? Have I become the “masochist” my son talks about?? That can’t be possible.....】 At that moment, Chen Qi felt her body firmly tied to the pillar. This restraint was even tighter than the previous, heavy bindings, and for a moment, she couldn’t tell whether she liked it or hated it.... “Officer Chen, your upper body is all tied up. now I’m going to tie your legs. So far, it looks like we’re doing a great job of recreating the scene.” Li Qiang said with a smile as he looked at Chen Qi, and she nodded in response. The next moment, following the scene in the video, Li Qiang reached out with his large hand and grabbed the waistband of Chen Qi’s police pants, At the sight of this, Chen Qi’s face instantly flushed crimson, because she knew full well she was wearing stockings under her police pants! And for men, stockings are undoubtedly a powerful source of temptation! What’s more, Chen Qi was quite proud of her beautiful legs in stockings, and she wasn’t sure if Li Qiang—a police officer—would be able to control himself… After all, Chen Qi had just seen him jerking off with her own eyes! As Li Qiang pulled the police pants down from Chen Qi’s legs, revealing the distinctive sheen of the stockings glistening under the light, Li Qiang was instantly overcome with excitement at the sight. He never would have imagined that Chen Qi had simply come over tonight to drop off the keys, let alone that she’d be wearing seductive flesh-colored stockings under her police pants... The moment he saw that distinctive sheen, Li Qiang’s dark desires were instantly aroused, his gaze grew hazy as he stared at Chen Qi’s stocking-clad legs for a long time, unable to look away. Seeing this, Chen Qi immediately realized what was happening; she knew full well just how tempting her stocking-clad legs were to men! “Ahem, ahem...” Chen Qi had no choice but to remind Li Qiang to snap out of it. Upon hearing Chen Qi’s cough, Li Qiang immediately came to his senses. With an embarrassed look on his face, he said, “Sorry, Officer Chen, I lost my composure...” “It’s fine. Let’s get back to reconstructing the crime scene. Don’t hold things up.” Although Chen Qi said this, she was thinking to herself: [You’re a grown man, staring intently at my stocking-clad legs—aren’t you even a little embarrassed? Seriously… my legs really are a temptation.] Immediately afterward, Li Qiang took out some nylon rope. First, he had Chen Qi bring her legs together, then used the rope to securely tie her ankles, calves, and thighs to the pillar one by one! Now, tightly bound by the three lengths of nylon rope, Chen Qi felt her legs firmly secured to the pillar—there was absolutely no way she could break free! Li Qiang looked at her and said, “Officer Chen, based on the scene in the video, you can’t take off your high heels, okay?” “Mm-hmm, I get it. What are you planning to do next? Is it going to be just like in the video?” Chen Qi asked curiously. Li Qiang didn’t say anything in response; he merely nodded to confirm what Chen Qi had just said. To ensure the scene was accurately recreated, Chen Qi, drawing on her experience, let out a soft moan of resistance. Seeing this, Li Qi smiled as he watched her for a moment, then thought to himself: [After all, we’re at work here. It wouldn’t be good if someone found out—it would hinder our future training.] Li Qiang then walked into the warehouse, found three pairs of women’s lace panties among a pile of evidence, and returned to Chen Qi’s side. Feigning calm, he said, “Officer Chen, you know how it is! It’s all for the sake of better recreating the crime scene. I’m sorry to put you through this—please cooperate with me.” As he spoke, Li Qiang crumpled the lace panties into a ball. Seeing this, Chen Qi realized he was serious. Although she was extremely reluctant to have her mouth gagged with panties, she had no choice but to cooperate for the sake of the mission. She said nothing, merely parting her tightly closed lips to allow Li Qiang to stuff the panties inside. The next moment, Li Qiang didn’t waste any time—he shoved the entire ball of underwear right into Chen Qi’s mouth! As soon as the underwear entered her mouth, a strong urge to gag made Chen Qi feel a little uncomfortable, but she felt even more excitement… because she, too, loved the sensation of being silenced. “Mmm!! Mmm-mmm!!! Mmm-mmm!!! Mmm-mmm!!! ” Chen Qi let out a few token “mmm” sounds as a cry for help, and when Li Qiang saw her looking so helpless and at his mercy, his “little friend” down below immediately reacted strongly. Fortunately, it hadn’t reached full erection yet; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to move. At that moment, Li Qiang brought out a roll of super-sticky silver duct tape, claiming it was to recreate the scene from the videotape as faithfully as possible. Chen Qi didn’t resist—of course, at this point, even if she wanted to struggle, it would be useless. Li Qiang tore off a piece of tape, first ripping off a length just long enough to cover Chen Qi’s small mouth, then he swiftly pressed the tape over her lips! It was sealed tight! Before Chen Qi could even react, Li Qiang continued wrapping the tape around her mouth several times, thus recreating the bondage scene from the videotape. Upon hearing Su Mulin’s words, Li Laosan didn’t seem flustered. He replied calmly, “Hello, Officer. Earlier, during the filming of the promotional video, we missed a scene involving an emergency evacuation drill. My superiors have now sent me over to make up for that shot. Officer, do you have any objections?” ” Li Laosan’s calm and steady voice gave Su Mulin no reason to suspect anything unusual. Su Mulin simply asked curiously, “I have no objections. Since it was missed, let’s just reshoot it. But I’m curious—how exactly are we supposed to film this escape drill?” Li Laosan, who had long prepared his script, naturally didn’t panic. He continued to speak calmly: “Here’s the thing, Officer. To film this segment, we’ll need to tie you up. Then, you’ll face the camera and demonstrate to the audience how to handle this situation and escape danger—that’s all.” As he spoke, Li Laosan took a white cotton rope—which he’d prepared in advance—out of his bag and showed it to Su Mulin. As soon as Su Mulin heard he was going to be tied up, he froze for a moment—after all, any normal person would be startled at the thought of being tied up, and even though Su Mulin was a cop, he was no exception. After thinking it over for a moment, Su Mulin thought to himself: [This kind of simulated tying-up is just going through the motions at best. It certainly won’t be much different from the escape training courses at the police academy—it might even be simpler. Anyway, since we’re in the break room, nothing unexpected should happen, right?] “Okay, I get it. Go ahead then. I’ll do my best to make sure the shoot goes smoothly.” ” Su Mulin put down her phone and looked at Li Laosan with her beautiful eyes. Seeing that he had set up the camera tripod, she finally let out a sigh of relief. She then struck a cooperative pose, ready for Li Laosan to tie her up with the white cotton rope. Watching Su Mulin cooperate so willingly, Li Laosan thought to himself: 【Looks like I’ve pulled off my disguise perfectly—she hasn’t noticed a thing. That’s for the best; as long as she doesn’t catch on, I won’t have to waste my energy. Outwitting her is the way to go—it’s completely effortless.】 Li Laosan nodded at Su Mulin, then picked up the white cotton rope to begin tying her up. Unlike Wu San, Li Laosan was someone who truly understood BDSM; in fact, he was deeply knowledgeable about it and knew exactly which parts of the body to bind to achieve maximum effect with minimal effort. Li Laosan instructed Su Mulin to put her hands behind her back. Su Mulin didn’t suspect a thing and did as she was told. As soon as she voluntarily placed her hands behind her back, Li Laosan immediately draped the white cotton rope over both her wrists, then swiftly wound it around them—giving it three simple turns before pulling it tight. He then threaded the rope through the gap left between her wrists. Once the rope had passed through smoothly, Li Laosan calmly tightened it once more, finally wrapping it around her wrists twice and tying a secure knot. Even with just a single cotton rope, Su Mulin already felt quite tightly bound. She had wanted to ask Li Laosan if he could loosen the ropes a bit, but given her status as a police officer, she couldn’t bring herself to say it. Next, Li Laosan tied the cotton rope around Su Mulin’s upper arm, using almost the same technique as with her wrists: he wrapped it around her arm several times, threaded it through the gap between her arm and her body, then tightened it and tied a secure knot! But that wasn’t the end of it. Li Laosan picked up the cotton rope and wrapped it tightly above Su Mulin’s delicate chest, then pulled it forcefully backward. Instantly, the intense pressure made Su Mulin’s face flush slightly. Before she could say anything, Li Laosan spoke first: “ “Officer, please don’t blame me. This is all done according to the standards for this promotional video, so please bear with it for a moment. Once we’re done filming, I’ll untie you right away.” After saying this, Li Laosan continued to pull the cotton rope from just above Su Mulin’s breasts all the way around to her upper arms at the back. Since the rope was limited in length, he only wrapped it around her breasts two and a half times before tightening it and tying a tight knot on her upper arms at the back. Although the rope was wrapped only twice, Li Laosan had practically dug the cotton rope into Su Mulin’s skin. That intense sensation of restraint instantly spread throughout her entire body, leaving her upper body virtually immobilized. Li Laosan’s words silenced Su Mulin, making it hard for her to speak; she could only silently endure the tight restraint and pain caused by the cotton rope. Li Laosan showed no mercy; he could be seen wrapping another cotton rope tightly beneath Su Mulin’s delicate breasts, using the exact same method as before—except this time, he applied even more force! With these two ropes specifically designed to bind her breasts, Su Mulin’s chest—which had originally been a B-C cup—was now forcibly squeezed by the cotton rope until her C cup was almost as large as Chen Qi’s! One can only imagine how intense the sensation of restraint must have been for Su Mulin! However, at this point, only her upper body had been secured. Li Laosan calmly tied a loop of cotton rope around Su Mu Lin’s left ankle, pulling it tight. To ensure the loop wouldn’t slip or come undone, the cautious Li Laosan reinforced the restraint on Su Mulin’s left ankle with another layer of cotton rope. He wrapped the rope around the loop and her ankle several times, then threaded it back through the loop, pulled it tight, and tied a knot, This ensured that no matter how much Su Mulin moved or struggled, the noose around her ankle would not come loose or slacken. Similarly, Su Mulin’s right ankle was also securely bound using this method! Once Li Laosan had finished tying Su Mulin’s two ankles, he calmly pulled the remaining cotton rope from the ankle bindings up toward her upper body until it rested on her wrists. then he swiftly wrapped the rope around her wrists several times, pulled it tight, and tied a secure knot. As a result, Su Mulin’s wrists and ankles were bound together, forming a very “unique” spread-eagle four-horse-riding restraint position! At that moment, Su Mulin felt her body bound so tightly she could barely move. She tried to struggle a couple of times but realized there was absolutely no way to break free! For a moment, Su Mulin worried that this promotional video might be too extreme—with restraints this severe, there was no way she could escape. Just as Su Mulin was pondering how to break free from this tight, spread-eagle “four-horse” restraint, Li Laosan suddenly brought over some cotton rope and placed it on the sofa. He then helped Su Mulin up from the sofa. At first, Su Mulin thought they were about to start filming, thinking she’d be free in a moment—when suddenly! Li Laosan grabbed the cotton rope from the sofa and wrapped it tightly around Su Mulin’s “secret garden,” pulling it up from below! Since Li Laosan applied just the right amount of force, Su Mulin felt a strange sensation in her body, though she couldn’t quite put her finger on what it was. Just as she was about to speak, Li Laosan swiftly pulled the cotton rope tied around her private area upward. The instant surge of intense pleasure made Su Mulin’s face flush red, and she stammered, “Is... “Is that it? Why is this such a strange binding position?” Naturally, Li Laosan wasn’t about to give himself away, so he immediately explained, “Officer, this is for the sake of authenticity in this promotional video. It’s different from before—the previous ones were tied too loosely, so many viewers questioned them. That’s why we’re tying it so tightly this time.” “So… so that’s how it is. I was overthinking it. I’m sorry.” Su Mulin, her face flushed, dared not look at Li Laosan, afraid he’d notice how embarrassed she looked. Fortunately, Li Laosan was completely focused on the tying process and didn’t pay the slightest attention to what Su Mulin looked like at that moment. He could be seen pulling the cotton rope tied around Su Mulin’s “mysterious garden” up to the rope beneath her full breasts, wrapping it around two or three times before tying a knot, This way, as long as Su Mulin moved enough, the cotton rope tied around her “mysterious garden” would dig in deeply, stimulating her body and letting her experience the pleasure of being bound. After securing the ropes, Li Laosan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Su Mulin, “Officer, all done. Try struggling a bit—I’m ready to start filming.” “Okay…” Although Su Mulin was very suspicious of this so-called crew member, Li Laosan, his words and actions were perfectly normal—she couldn’t detect anything strange or suspicious about him. But now, feeling her entire body bound in this way, she found it nearly impossible to move, and the position was simply too humiliating. It left Su Mulin feeling both shy and ashamed, and for a moment, she didn’t know what to do. Then, as Li Laosan had instructed, Su Mulin began to struggle slightly, but the moment she started, the cotton rope tied around her private area began to rub and stimulate her incessantly, instantly sapping her strength to struggle. At the same time, stimulated by the rope beneath her, Su Mulin felt her body become extremely sensitive and burning hot. Under these circumstances, Su Mulin should have felt extremely uncomfortable, but the stimulation from the cotton rope’s tight grip made her feel an unusual kind of pleasure. Driven by this sensation, she actually began to think that being tied up like this might not be so bad after all??? Su Mulin was shocked by this thought surging through her mind! She never imagined she had such a perverse side. Being tied up like this—even if it was just for a photoshoot—was incredibly humiliating, so how could she possibly feel even a hint of excitement?? At that moment, Su Mulin began struggling incessantly. With every struggle, the cotton rope beneath her brought her intense pleasure, causing her to gradually lose herself in it. Meanwhile, Li Laosan, standing nearby, had been preparing for quite some time. When he saw Su Mulin’s face flush slightly and her body tremble from time to time, he knew his chance had come. He pulled a red gag with a hole in it out of his bag and, while Su Mulin wasn’t paying attention, said to her, “ “Officer, this is for the promotional video, okay? Your mouth is going to be gagged.” Hearing Li Laosan’s voice, Su Mulin felt a twinge of suspicion, but since she was already tied up like this, she didn’t think twice. She opened her little mouth willingly and let Li Laosan shove the red gag into it! The moment the red gag entered her mouth, Su Mulin felt her mouth completely sealed shut. At the same time, constrained by the gag, she could no longer control her saliva. Crystal-clear saliva flowed directly through the small hole in the center of the gag, soaking it through in an instant... ...And the saliva flowing from the gag even dampened a small patch of the sky-blue police uniform shirt she was wearing on her upper body...... As saliva continued to flow from the small hole in the gag, Su Mulin wriggled her body in an attempt to control it. However, the moment she moved, the cotton rope beneath her delivered a intense sensation of stimulation and pleasure, instantly bringing her to heel. At that moment, Li Laosan, standing nearby, looked at Su Mulin’s current state and felt something was still missing. As his gaze swept over her, he realized that her delicate feet and high heels hadn’t yet been bound or secured. So he first helped the standing Su Mulin sit down on the sofa, then took two pairs of stockings out of his bag and wrapped them around the tops of her feet, then pulled the stockings all the way down from the tops of her feet to the bottoms of her high heels. He tugged firmly on the stockings, wrapping them tightly around the tops of her feet and the heels a full five times, then tightened them and tied a secure knot. Su Mulin’s other foot and high-heeled shoe were bound in the same manner. Now, no matter how much Su Mulin struggled, the black high heels on her feet would not come off. Having completely finished tying up Su Mulin, Li Laosan stared intently at her as she continued to struggle slightly. After gagging Su Mulin’s small mouth, Li Laosan walked over to the side, turned on the camera, and began recording. He then said, “Officer, you can struggle as hard as you like—I’ve already started recording.” Upon hearing Li Laosan’s voice, Su Mulin gradually began to struggle with increasing force. Although she didn’t really want to struggle so hard—because doing so would subject her to extremely intense stimulation—the cotton rope beneath her, combined with the intense pleasure and excitement brought on by her violent struggles, instantly made her face flush crimson, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably. At that moment, she desperately wanted to stop struggling, but Li Laosan, standing nearby, reminded her, “Officer, you can’t stop struggling now—otherwise, all our hard work will be for nothing.” At this moment, Su Mulin was experiencing both pain and excitement. Having never been exposed to BDSM before, she couldn’t bear the intense stimulation caused by the cotton rope beneath her. Although she was doing her utmost to suppress the sudden surge of desire within her, maintaining such continuous, violent struggles forced her to endure until copious sweat poured down her forehead. But Su Mulin wasn’t ready to give up yet. Determined to give it her all, she mustered every ounce of strength, straining with her arms and legs in an attempt to break free from the cotton rope binding her wrists! As she struggled to suppress the pleasurable sensations surging through her body, Su Mulin’s expression grew grim. Even as she exerted every ounce of her strength, the cotton rope binding her wrists didn’t budge an inch—and in fact, her frantic struggles had only caused the rope beneath her to dig even deeper into her skin! Even though Su Mulin was still wearing her underwear and a knee-length skirt, she couldn’t withstand the intense stimulation the taut cotton rope was inflicting on her intimate area! “Mmm… mmm!! Huff!! Huff!!!” After struggling relentlessly without pause, Su Mulin had exhausted every ounce of her strength. Now lying on the sofa, she was panting wildly, her face a grim expression as she glared at Li Laosan beside her. Li Laosan, of course, had been keeping a close eye on Su Mulin the entire time. He knew that at this point, if Su Mulin still hadn’t suspected anything, she’d be a complete fool. During her frantic struggle just now, not only had the police cap on her head fallen to the floor, but she’d also drooled profusely, which had trickled through the small hole in the center of the gag and down onto her police uniform shirt. At first, it had only dampened a small patch, but now the shirt was almost completely soaked through, At this moment, the damp shirt she was wearing made her appear even more alluring. However, Li Laosan was a level-headed and cautious man; even at this point, he still refrained from doing anything too inappropriate to Su Mulin. But at this point, Su Mulin realized something was wrong. If this were a normal shoot, she wouldn’t be able to break free, and the crew would certainly have untied the cotton ropes binding her. Yet Li Laosan showed no sign of loosening the ropes. Realizing the situation was spiraling out of control, Su Mulin began to cry for help! “Waaah! !! Waaah!!! Waaah!!” Li Laosan, standing nearby, realized she had caught on to the deception, so he quickly and deftly covered Su Mulin’s mouth, silencing her completely! Only then, feeling Li Laosan’s large hand tightly clamped over her mouth, did Su Mulin realize she’d been tricked! This guy in front of her definitely wasn’t a staff member! [Damn it! How could I have trusted him so easily? What am I supposed to do now? I’m tied up like this—it’s almost impossible to break free. He’s covering my mouth, so I can’t even make a sound. What do I do? What do I do!!] Su Mulin was now in a panic. She frantically twisted her body, trying to shake off Li Laosan’s large hand. Sensing her movements, Li Laosan’s lips curled into a smirk, pressing his hand even tighter. Instantly, Su Mulin felt as if her lips were about to be crushed by Li Laosan. She wanted to bite his hand with her teeth, but her mouth was completely restrained by the gag—biting him was nothing short of a pipe dream. Just as Su Mulin was about to continue wriggling, Li Laosan suddenly said with a laugh, “Since you’re being so ungrateful, Officer, I won’t hold back.” The very next second, Li Laosan reached out and pressed his large hand firmly against her soft breasts, which were thrust forward by the cotton rope! Immediately afterward, Li Laosan began teasing her breasts with his fingers, his touch alternating between light and heavy! In just an instant! A wondrous sensation of pleasure made Su Mulin stop struggling. At that moment, she froze. Having never been sexually initiated, Su Mulin knew nothing about her own body; she had never even touched herself, and had never experienced the sensation of having her breasts fondled or her pussy squeezed. But now, Li Laosan was not only letting her experience the sensation of having her breasts caressed—he was also letting her experience the pleasure of having her sensitive spots below her waist teased by the cotton rope!! The woman, known by the alias "The Stocking Fiend," had long since stripped Chen Guanghao bare. On the tattered sofa lay a human cocoon, wrapped tightly in layers of flesh-toned nylon—the very boy Chen Qi had been scouring the city to find. Chen Guanghao was encased from head to toe; though not bound by ropes, the stockings clung to his skin like a second, suffocating layer of flesh. Without an outside hand to peel away this nylon prison, he was utterly powerless to break free. The woman stood back to admire her handiwork, snapping a few photos with her phone before approaching him. She reached out, her own nylon-clad fingers tracing slow, deliberate patterns over his body. "A perfect work of art," she purred. "This boy was simply made to be a stocking doll. It’s exquisite. The texture of these imported nylons is incomparable—far superior to the local trash. It’s a shame they’re too tight for daily wear; they’re designed solely for restraint. If I could, I’d wear this material myself, but alas, it’s far more satisfying to see it stretched over someone else." She lingered over the touch, her eyes glazed with obsession. Checking her phone, she noted that Chen Guanghao would be waking up in ten minutes. To ensure he wouldn't scream or struggle, she took two more stockings, wrapping them tightly around his mouth and neck, pulling the knots until they bit deep into his skin. She then sat back, waiting for her prey to stir. Ten minutes later, Chen Guanghao’s eyes snapped open, and he began to writhe frantically against the sofa. *What is this? It’s so tight! This familiar texture... stockings again? Is it that same female kidnapper? She’s wrapped me so tightly I can’t even wiggle my fingers. Damn it! What does she want from me?* He gasped for air, the pressure of the nylon crushing his chest. He had read about "full-body stocking mummification" online and had fantasized about trying it with his mother, but he never imagined experiencing it himself. He knew that one or two layers wouldn't provide this level of constriction; he was encased in at least five. Despite his previous encounters, the sheer intensity of this confinement was suffocating, far surpassing any professional bondage he had ever imagined. Assuming this was just another game for the kidnapper, he tried to remain calm, emitting muffled "mmph-mmph" sounds to catch her attention. The woman, oblivious to his recent history, chuckled. "Little one, you’re finally awake. You’re lucky to be my first masterpiece in this city. How does it feel? Being wrapped in my stockings is quite the treat, isn't it? You’re just a boy, but children are so precocious these days. Let’s see if your little cock is reacting." She placed her hand over his crotch, rubbing firmly through the thick layers of nylon. Chen Guanghao was confused—wasn't this supposed to be his third time? Before he could process the thought, a jolt of extreme sensitivity shot through his groin. Even through the layers, the special material of the stockings amplified the friction into pure, agonizing pleasure. With just four strokes, his desire was ignited, and his cock began to swell, straining visibly against the nylon cocoon. "Mmph!! Mmph-mmph!! Mmph-mmph-mmph!!!" Chen Guanghao hadn't expected such intense stimulation through the layers. His body betrayed him, his muffled cries escalating as his arousal spiraled out of control. Seeing his reaction, the woman smirked triumphantly. "As expected of imported material. Ordinary stockings could never elicit such a response through so many layers." Before Chen Guanghao could make sense of her talk about "imported materials," she escalated the torture. She climbed onto the sofa and slammed her high-heeled foot directly onto his throbbing cock. The sharp, searing pain exploded through his entire body, and he thrashed wildly, his lack of experience in such sadism making the agony unbearable. He didn't realize that this woman wasn't the petty kidnapper he assumed; she was a notorious, wanted criminal who harbored a deep, pathological hatred for men. Those she captured were either broken or suffocated to death. She was a ghost, a phantom who left her victims encased in nylon, and as she watched him writhe, her excitement peaked. Every movement he made reminded her of the men who had hurt her in the past, fueling her cruelty. The blinding, fiery pain shattered his young mind. He realized then that this was no game—he was in the hands of a genuine, sadistic monster. "How does it feel to be crushed by my heels, little one? You men are all so base. Even when you're being trampled, your cock stays hard. How filthy! So young, yet so full of lust? Since you love being stepped on, I’ll help you become a pathetic, impotent waste of space for the rest of your life!" she hissed. Terrified, Chen Guanghao struggled even harder. She pulled her foot back for a brief second, only to slam her heel down onto his face. The thin stiletto dug into his skin through the nylon, and he shrieked in agony. Satisfied by his suffering, she shifted her weight, pressing the entire sole of her shoe over his nose and mouth. The thick rubber cut off his air supply completely, plunging him into absolute, terrifying suffocation. "Mmph!! Mmph-mmph!! Mmph-mmph-mmph!!!" "Mmph-mmph-mmph!!!! Mmph-mmph-mmph!!!! Mmph-mmph-mmph!!!" The louder he struggled, the harder she pressed, sealing his airways. "Can't breathe, can you? You filthy brat, still trying to stay hard in front of me? Damn you! All men are disgusting, horny pigs! I'll make you stay hard! I'll make you stay hard!!!!!" Enraged by his persistent arousal, she ground her heel down with even more force. The lack of oxygen was absolute. For an eleven-year-old boy, the panic was primal; he fought with a desperate, superhuman strength that nearly bucked her off. "Oh? You’ve got some fight in you, don't you? Fine, since you’re so small, I’ll be gentle and take off the heels." She stepped back, allowing him a frantic, gasping breath. Then, she peeled off her shoes and pressed her bare, nylon-clad foot firmly against his face. Without the stiletto, it felt manageable at first, but then a wave of hot, sweaty musk permeated the fabric. It wasn't foul, but the heat and the scent of her exertion made the air feel thick and stagnant. As the breathability of the nylon dropped, Chen Guanghao’s body locked up in a fresh wave of panic. He could still breathe, but the mixture of heat and sweat was a new kind of torture. "Mmph-mmph!! Mmph-mmph!! Mmph-mmph!!!" *Ahhh!! It’s so unbearable!! Am I going to be played to death by this madwoman today? No, please, I haven't lived enough yet! Please, I beg you, let me go!!!*