The Bondage Journey of the Psychic Girl

Hua Ye replied, "Although we've been torturing her these past few days, she's been tight-lipped and hasn't revealed the slightest hint of the Imperial rebels' whereabouts." He paused, then hesitantly added, "Also, due to the excessive torture yesterday, she... seems to have lost some of her memory!" "Oh?" A ripple appeared on Celeste's usually impassive face. "Are you still torturing her today?" "Because we were afraid she might die, we... temporarily stopped the torture today. Furthermore, the Empire has decided to send her to the prison on Uranus, where the punishments are more comprehensive. So, we've decided to just increase her restraints for the next few days," Hua Ye explained. "Amnesia! Death! Heh heh!!" Celeste let out a cold laugh. "If an SSS-class esper could die from a little torture, she wouldn't be an SSS-class esper. Her amnesia is simply her selectively destroying that memory herself. Your 'torture devices' are utterly pathetic, don't make me laugh." Hua Ye was terrified. "I am truly sorry, Your Highness!" "Enough, no need to apologize. Open the door! I want to see her." "This..." Hua Ye hesitated. "Your Highness, if you wish to observe, you can use the monitors here. Opening the cell door... forgive my bluntness, but isn't that... too dangerous?" "Hmph!" Celeste's phoenix eyes swept over him. "Are you questioning my abilities?" Under her beautiful gaze, Hua Ye, an esper exceeding S-class, was filled with dread. "No... I wouldn't dare. I will open the door for Your Highness immediately." He produced a terminal, rapidly inputting a long string of passwords. The outer door opened, but there was another, even more reinforced iron door within. He walked to the iron door and had his pupils scanned by the device beside it. The door slowly slid open, revealing the full view of the inner cell. As they stepped inside, a bone-chilling cold washed over them. Celeste was fine, but Hua Ye couldn't help but shiver. They could now clearly see the state of the cell. The cell was quite large. Steel chains were fixed to the walls, floor, and ceiling. These chains, as thick as a thumb, were all pulled taut and extended towards the center of the cell, finally locking onto a woman. Judging by her silhouette alone, the woman was a stunning beauty. She had a full, high bosom, flawless white skin, and long, water-blue hair that cascaded to the floor. Though her eyes were blindfolded, her delicate nose and small, rosy cherry lips were enough to be devastatingly beautiful. She knelt in the center of the cell, her hands bound behind her back with a thick, adamantine shackle. Her arms were held tightly together, and five chains extending from the back wall wrapped around her from her upper arms, coiling tightly until they connected to the shackles on her wrists. The chains were tightened to the extreme, leaving almost no gap between her upper and lower arms, making them appear as if they were fused together. Of course, the restraints on her hands weren't so simple. Cang Lan's slender jade fingers were forced together, and hair-thin steel wires were bound and wrapped around them, tying all her fingers tightly. The connection points were secured with seven or eight tight knots. This wasn't all; her clasped fingers were also fitted with ring-sized small shackles, two on each pair of fingers, locking the upper and lower phalanges separately. The restraints on her hands alone were this meticulous, let alone the rest of her body. Four chains extending from the ceiling of the cell bound her tightly. The chains crossed in front of her chest, then wrapped around to her back, securing her arms and body. They then looped back to the front, starting from beneath her breasts, coiling tightly until they reached her lower abdomen, where they were locked in place. Upon closer inspection, it was evident that the young woman was completely unclothed, and the crisscrossing chains accentuated her firm, alluring breasts. The two slowly approached. The bound young woman was not unconscious, only blindfolded. Unable to see, she could still hear. "Who... who's there?" the young woman's voice was soft and alluring, incredibly pleasant to the ear. No one would have guessed that the owner of this voice was an SSS-class esper. "Oh? It seems to be true. The Queen of Ice Espers, truly has lost her memory," Celeste said with a light laugh. "Wh-what Queen? I don't know. Who are you people? Let me go!" the young woman's voice was filled with terror. She tried to stand, but it was clearly impossible, as the restraints on her legs were also extremely severe. Her legs knelt on the cold, hard ground. Her thighs were bound by chains extending from the floor, then locked with a sturdy iron band. A heavy, ten-pound combination lock hung from the side of the band. Her ankles were slightly spread apart and locked to the ground by shackles embedded in the floor. Even her ten toes were individually secured with iron bolts. Celeste walked up to her and whispered into her ear, "Your name is Cang Lan. You are the third-in-command of the anti-Imperial organization. You were captured by me three days ago. Have you forgotten?" "Who are you?" the girl asked, confused. Celeste smiled. "My name is Celeste. I am the Imperial Princess of the Federal Empire. Do you remember me?" "Cel... Celeste, you are... Ugh... Ahhh... My head... it hurts so much..." Hearing the name, the bound young woman suddenly struggled violently. Hua Ye, standing nearby, was startled. He could clearly feel the temperature around them dropping. This... this is impossible. Hua Ye couldn't believe it. The restraints on the young woman were not made of metal, but refined from demon-binding stone, specifically used to suppress espers. Ordinary espers would become weak just by lightly touching it, let alone being bound by so many iron locks. By all rights, she shouldn't even have the strength to open her eyes in this state. Yet, judging by the current situation, she was still able to use her esper abilities. This is the power of an SSS-class esper. It's terrifying. The princess crossed the passage and arrived at the very heart of the warship, before a cell constructed entirely of Kryptonian metal. After iris verification, colossal doors weighing tens of thousands of tons slowly opened. Cold, dark, and oppressive, the prison cell held a breathtaking figure standing in its center. Countless chains bound her entire body from neck to ankles, spread across the four walls like a spiderweb. She was cocooned, as if in a chrysalis. "This is truly a pitiful sight, isn't it?" The princess's high heels clicked on the icy floor as she slowly approached. Cang Lan looked up and saw the princess. She was somewhat curious as to why this woman had come. The princess removed the metal mask from Cang Lan's mouth. "My dear, we meet again." Cang Lan moved her lips. "Why are you here?" "Heh heh, didn't I tell you? We would meet again soon." The princess chuckled seductively. "Oh, and I have something very interesting to tell you!" She laughed with immense delight. "Just now, when I came from the cell next door, I only gave those two siblings a little food. You know? Those two were so grateful to me." "Guess what? If they knew they were imprisoned because of me, wouldn't that be amusing?" "You truly are as wicked as ever," Cang Lan said coldly. "Haha, I have even more wicked things in store. For example, do you think this warship can reach Uranus safely?" the princess said with a smile. Cang Lan's delicate eyebrows rose. "What do you want to do?" The princess smoothed her hair and smiled. "Of course, I want to go to our paradise together." "I won't go with you. Give up!" "Oh, really? But that's not entirely up to you." The princess's jade-like hand caressed Cang Lan's cheek. "Boom." "Oh! A dark elf, it seems I've stumbled upon something interesting." Su Mei's seductive eyes widened with amusement as she looked at the beauty before her. The bound maiden appeared to be no older than fifteen or sixteen. Her skin was a shade darker than a typical bronze, and her figure was flawlessly proportioned, with every curve and hollow perfectly placed, not an ounce of excess fat on her. She was considerably tall compared to ordinary women, standing at about 1.75 meters, giving her an air of untamed wildness. The girl's alluring lips were stuffed with a thick gag, secured tightly at the back of her head with leather straps. Her hands, besides being cuffed at the wrists, were further restrained by shackles at both the upper arms and elbows, fastened to the wall. A collar encircled her neck, with a chain welded to the wall behind it, rendering her head incapable of any movement beyond a slight turn or two.

Cerise took the transmission crystal and traveled all the way to the twelfth level of Blue Light City, the lowest level of the prison. When she came to a closed door, she opened it, and there was another door inside, and Cerise's pupil shone a light to the side, and the door opened as well. A cold and piercing chill came at once, but Cerise didn't feel anything. Her eyes went to the beautiful young woman in the middle of the cell, who was bound by heavy chains and shackles to the point that she couldn't move a single muscle. Compared to the first time she came here, it was obvious that the young woman had been treated even more harshly, her body was still bound by the same chains as last time, and it was impossible to see even a single gap in the location where the chains were bound. Her mouth was covered by a special metal mask, and when she looked closely at the side of her mouth, it was slightly bulging, so obviously something had been stuffed in her mouth, and her eyes were also covered by a black blindfold. The eyes were also covered by a black blindfold. The chest was also treated closely, and two large breast cuffs were placed at the root of the chest, which was already abnormally bulging under the bondage. The cuffs were so tight that the roots of the breasts were completely concave, causing the breasts to look even bigger, and even some tiny blood vessels could be seen on them. Each of her two nipples was placed with a jumper egg, strangely enough, the jumper egg was not fixed with anything, as if it was born on her nipple. A closer look revealed that there was a small thorn at each end of the egg, and the two thorns were inserted into the reddish-pink peaks, making it look as if they were born on them. The jumper was still on, and the vibration was so great that you could even see Cang Lan's full breasts trembling slightly. Not only that, the parts of Cang Lan's body that were not covered by the chains were pierced by some conduits that extended out from the instruments around the cell, and the unknown liquid contained in these instruments was slowly fed into her body. In her lower body, urethra, anus and pylorus, thick metal rods had been inserted, the ends of which were connected to the catheters extending from the instruments around her, especially the one in her anus, which was reddish in color and rhythmically expanding and contracting, constantly transferring the liquid from the instruments into her body. The only useful organ in Cang Lan's body was her ears. When she heard someone come in, she raised her head with difficulty, and her face, as cold and beautiful as a fairy's, looked incredibly weak at the moment, as if she was forcibly enduring a great deal of pain. "It seems that after Hua Ye's death, your situation has become even more difficult?" The princess went to her side and ripped off her blindfold. Cang Lan's beautiful eyes were still as cold as ice and frost as ever, but Celis found a slight change in her eyes. She gently touched the ricochet on Cang Lan's chest. "Hmm..." A sound so thin that ordinary people couldn't even notice it came out from her mouth, although the sound was tiny, but still, Celis noticed it. Two days later, the warship bound for Uranus Prison was finally ready to depart. Next was the prisoner escort. Several people pushed a movable restraint platform into the cell where Xiaoyu was held. Inside the cell, the two were still asleep. They were roughly woken by the guards. One of them took out a pair of gleaming silver handcuffs and gestured for Yang Zhihang to extend his hands. Yang Zhihang complied obediently, and then his hands were cuffed. As soon as they were on, a sense of powerlessness washed over him. He stumbled, almost falling, but quickly adapted. These handcuffs, made of demon-binding stone, were different from the chains on Xiaoyu. Their purity was low, only making him slightly weak. If they had been made from the same material as the chains binding Xiaoyu, he would have collapsed to the ground. After being cuffed, they took Yang Zhihang away. Next, it was time to restrain Xiaoyu. Unlike Yang Zhihang, an F-class weakling, Xiaoyu, an S-class ability user, required a more complex escort. They first put on special gloves and took out two keys made of demon-binding stone. They inserted them into the keyholes of the chains binding Xiaoyu, freeing her from the restraints of the chains in her cell. She was left with a pair of handcuffs binding her wrists and a chain binding her body. The shackles on her delicate ankles were removed and replaced with a single ring that had no connecting chain in the middle. The thick ankle cuff secured her feet tightly, leaving no room for movement. Xiaoyu couldn't help but cry out, "Do you have to be so tight? I can't run away anyway." "Shut up, gag her mouth too." "You...!" Xiaoyu was furious and wanted to argue, but soon her mouth was stuffed with a sticky substance. As soon as it entered her mouth, it expanded, quickly filling her entire mouth and blocking her throat. After that, they also taped a strip of black tape over her mouth. "Mmm... mmm..." The tape was so strong that Xiaoyu could only make mosquito-like humming sounds. Next, Xiaoyu was lifted onto the restraint platform. Straps around the platform secured her body. Tubes extended from the platform and were inserted into Xiaoyu's body. "Mmm..." Xiaoyu's eyes widened. What were these things? As they were inserted, she felt a slight warmth spread through her body, and an unprecedented, wondrous sensation coursed through her. Xiaoyu's face flushed slightly. When Xiao Yu woke up again, she found herself in a sealed space. Giant instruments were all around, and tubes from some of them extended towards her. She immediately regained consciousness and habitually tried to smooth her hair, only to find that she couldn't move at all. Only then did she fully sober up, realizing her body was pressed tightly against a metal pillar, bound securely by restraints. First, her head. Her cute little head was cuffed by a collar, with a short chain attached to the back of the collar, connecting to the pillar behind her, limiting Xiao Yu's head movement to a very small range. Then, her body. Sturdy chains bound her from beneath her delicate chest all the way to her lower abdomen, forming a diamond-shaped net. One chain even wrapped around and was clamped onto her tender little clitoris, then secured to the pillar behind her. Her small buttocks sat on the ground, her slender legs stretched straight forward. Chains as thick as her thumb began binding her thighs, layer after layer, all the way to her ankles. A total of nine chains were used, each cross-reinforced and locked with a small padlock. Her legs were bound so tightly together that not a sliver of space was visible. Her white socks were removed, and her two cute big toes were brought together and shackled with toe cuffs. "Wh-why!" Xiao Yu cried out in despair, "Why are they binding me even tighter than before?" "Xiao... Xiao Yu, you're awake..." A trembling voice came from nearby. Xiao Yu turned her head and saw Yang Zhihang. It turned out he was also locked up with her. However, Yang Zhihang was completely naked, not a stitch of clothing on him. Seeing his state, Xiao Yu blushed instantly and quickly closed her eyes. "Pe-pervert... What are you doing, are you a exhibitionist?" "Wait... Xiao Yu, listen to me. Our clothes were taken. I didn't take them off myself." "Ha!" Xiao Yu opened her eyes and looked at her own body. Indeed, she was also completely naked. And Yang Zhihang was staring at her, making Xiao Yu's face even redder. "Stop looking, you bastard." Xiao Yu was furious. Those people were too much. Not only did they bind her like this, but they also stripped her naked. Now she was completely bare and locked up with Yang Zhihang. In contrast, Yang Zhihang, also in the cell, was much more comfortable. Apart from handcuffs, he had nothing else on. Of course, this was just Xiao Yu's perception. In reality, Yang Zhihang was also very uncomfortable. Besides the main door, there was a more tightly sealed passage in the cell. Beyond that passage was Cang Lan's prison cell. Although it was tightly sealed, the cold air from within Cang Lan still affected this area slightly. Yang Zhihang was also naked now and was freezing, half-dead. He had no mood to look at his sister's naked body. Of course, Xiao Yu couldn't feel it. She was an S-class esper, and a fire-elemental one at that. The cold air from the suppressed Cang Lan had almost no effect on her. Xiao Yu noticed Yang Zhihang's discomfort and quickly asked, "Hey, what's wrong?" They spoke, releasing Su Mei from the electric net and replacing it with a demon-binding lock around her neck, then escorting her before the Princess and Song Zhong. "Heh heh, so this is the daughter of the Nine Heavens Fox. You escaped last time, but you won't get away this time," Song Zhong laughed. He wore infrared sensors on his eyes, rendering him immune to Su Mei's natural allure. Su Mei was very weak, but she still smiled, "That's not necessarily true!" "Hahaha, still talking tough? Gag her mouth, then lock it up with a hood. She has a charm ability, we can't afford any slip-ups." "Understood!" Several people produced a ball gag that glowed blue and stuffed it into her mouth, then secured it with small chains locked behind her head. Finally, they covered her entire head with a hood. With these preparations complete, the group readied to escort her to the prison cell. "Wait!" At this moment, the Princess called out to them. "It's too dangerous to have a woman like this. Take her to a special cell. I will personally oversee her." The others rejoiced. Excellent, the Princess would personally watch this vixen; let's see how she could escape now. "As you command!" Two individuals with special abilities escorted the bound demoness, one in front and one behind, towards the special prison cell. After she was taken away, Song Zhong said to the Princess, "Princess, due to the pirate attack earlier, the main engine is severely damaged and requires repairs. Furthermore, the captain is dead. Therefore, I suggest we land at the Mars base first. Once we recruit a new captain, we can continue our journey." The Princess nodded, "Very well, we will proceed to the Mars base first." ... The spaceship glided slowly through space. The damaged areas were all repaired, making it appear peaceful, as if it hadn't just endured a fierce battle. However, the atmosphere inside the ship was far from tranquil. In an interrogation room, the captured pirate girl was held. She leaned against an iron wall, her hands raised high and securely fastened by manacles. The manacles were positioned so high that she had to stand on her tiptoes. Her clothes had been completely stripped, revealing snow-white, tender skin covered in whip marks of various sizes. An individual with special abilities held a whip in both hands. The whip crackled with a faint blue current, and with each lash that struck her, accompanied by the sizzle of high voltage, her flesh writhed. "These damned pirates! They killed my brothers. If I don't make her taste some suffering, I won't be able to quell my anger." "Crack! Crack!!" Two more lashes were delivered, and a splash of blood erupted from the girl's body. "Idiot, haven't you eaten? That little bit of strength is barely enough to tickle me, Grandma." Even in this situation, the pirate girl remained as defiant as ever. "Damn it, still talking tough? Watch me increase the current." The interrogator was furious. "Wait... wait a moment..." another guard quickly intervened, "These pirates are notorious in this sector. There must be some power behind them. If we accidentally kill her, that would be problematic." The interrogator's body trembled with rage upon hearing this. He threw the whip to the ground, "Damn it, she got off easy." "Hahaha, what's wrong, chicken out? Grandma hasn't had enough fun yet?" The pirate girl let out a disdainful cold laugh. Within the confines of this meticulously secured cell, Su Mei, recently apprehended, was held captive. At the heart of the cell stood a small, cage-like enclosure fashioned from iron bars. It was so diminutive that it could only accommodate a single person lying down, and it was within this cramped space that Su Mei was bound and imprisoned. Surrounding the cell were walls constructed from dim, blue luminescent stones. The faint glow emanating from these stones was almost entirely concentrated and directed towards the iron cage holding Su Mei, piercing through the bars to fall upon her. This was designed to completely suppress her abilities. Beyond this light, countless infrared beams crisscrossed the area. Except for the small section occupied by Su Mei, the rest of the space was saturated with these fine infrared lines. Any intruder would be sliced into fragments by the powerful lasers within these beams if they failed to evade them. Furthermore, these dense infrared lines moved in a constant, unpredictable pattern, making it impossible for even a fly to approach Su Mei. However, these were merely external restraints. The physical bonds on her body were even more despair-inducing. Her already tightly bound form, ensnared by the black demon ropes, was further secured by four thick shackles fastened to her upper arms, forearms, wrists, and elbows. Then, chains, as thick as an adult's finger, were wrapped around the already bound limbs, layer upon layer, covering almost all exposed skin. These were then locked tight. Extending from the bindings was a length of chain that reached upwards, encircling her neck with a collar and locking onto it. Next, several heavy iron hoops were fastened around her chest, beneath her breasts, and around her lower abdomen. Once secured, mechanisms were activated, locking them tightly. Her naturally slender waist was cinched even tighter, appearing several inches smaller. This was not the end. Several chains extended from the collar around her neck, crossing over her ample breasts and then binding her from beneath, wrapping around her torso in coils all the way to her abdomen, firmly securing her hands and body together. Two breast clamps were attached to the roots of her enormous breasts. Two breast chains then threaded through the alluring red centers, their other ends splitting to the sides, pulling the pair of massive breasts taut and straight. The binding of her legs was equally rigorous. Her legs were held tightly together, and numerous chains bound them from the upper thighs all the way to the ankles. Shackles were then fastened to her thighs, calves, and ankles, locking them securely. Even her big toes were not spared; fine wires were used to tightly bind and join them. Her feet were also bound together with fine wires. Finally, countless chains from all directions of the cell passed through the cage and connected to the iron hoops and shackles on Su Mei's delicate body, thighs, and neck, forcing her to stand on tiptoe in the center of the cage, her bound, naked form exposed. Fearing Su Mei's ocular abilities, her alluring, large eyes were swathed in layer upon layer of black cloth, wound around countless times. A leather blindfold was then secured over this, locked in place to prevent any possibility of it coming loose. To facilitate the interrogation regarding Cang Lan's whereabouts, Su Mei's mouth was merely plugged with a special air bladder. This would only be removed and deflated during interrogation; at other times, it remained in place. Was this the end? No. Her nether regions, all three orifices, were plugged with special wooden-like instruments. These intermittently emitted intense vibrations. Under this powerful stimulation, it was visible that a trickle of lustful fluid was continuously flowing from Su Mei's lower body, dripping onto the floor, creating a puddle of liquid mixed with blood. At this moment, she stood silently in the center of the cell, motionless except for faint breaths, appearing as if she had fainted. In reality, Su Mei was fully conscious. However, a demon-breaking bullet remained within her body, and blood continued to drip from her wounds. Any struggle would likely result in more bleeding. Furthermore, these chains were electrified, restricting her every movement. Su Mei felt her current predicament was dire. Even the Blue Light Prison did not employ such meticulous binding methods. She had to admit, the Green Snake Gang had earned its position as the local power in this criminal city through sheer caution and meticulousness. She had to find a way to escape, Su Mei thought to herself. Despite the desperate circumstances, she had not given up. "Stop the chatter, I'm more tired than you, almost there. This hole is too small, if you move again, I won't be able to get it in." Yang Zhihang was trying to pick the handcuffs on Xiang Ling's wrists. Unfortunately, the handcuffs were intricately designed. A thin metal plate covered the keyhole, requiring a special key to be inserted to unlock it. Yang Zhihang had bent a fine needle, attempting to pick the lock, but for a long time, he couldn't even insert the tip into the keyhole. Of course, the most crucial factor was the position. Xiang Ling was getting tired of maintaining it, her perky ass wiggling restlessly, occasionally rubbing against Yang Zhihang's lower body. This sent a wave of heat through him, almost making him want to have his way with her right there. However, considering that while Xiang Ling's breasts were ample, her hips weren't particularly striking, he worried that if he got too rough, it might delay the rescue of Su Mei. He had to suppress his burning desire. "Damn it, what kind of lock is this? I can't open it!" Yang Zhihang finally gave up. Without a special tool, it seemed impossible to unlock the handcuffs on the girl's wrists. "Don't... don't give up, Mr. Yang. My hands really hurt. If it doesn't work, can you massage them for me? Otherwise, they'll be ruined." Xiang Ling didn't want to give up. She had been handcuffed for almost two days. She wasn't some superpowered individual, just a tech-loving otaku girl who had never endured such hardship. If she didn't find a solution soon, she felt her hands might truly be ruined. But Yang Zhihang had already flopped onto the bed, ignoring her pleas. No matter how much Xiang Ling kicked him, it was useless. She refused to give up, her delicate feet incessantly kicking Yang Zhihang, and with increasing force. "Ah... stop, stop, it hurts! I'll help, I'll help, alright?" Yang Zhihang cried out in pain and finally stood up again. Xiang Ling blinked her large, watery eyes and suddenly giggled, "Hehe, I knew you were the best." Yang Zhihang was momentarily lost in thought. He suddenly realized that this girl before him was truly adorable. Though young, she was stunningly beautiful, with large, round eyes that were strikingly clear, truly possessing bright eyes and pearly teeth. "Mr... Mr. Yang..." Xiang Ling, seeing him dazed, asked with a hint of confusion. Yang Zhihang shook his head, dismissing the dangerous thoughts from his mind. He stared at Xiang Ling with ill intent. Xiang Ling's hands were cuffed, and she was only wearing a sexy lace bra. The bra seemed a bit small, making her two full, ample breasts appear on the verge of bursting free. Apart from her undergarments, she wore no other clothing, so her lower half was clad in cute, slightly sheer white panties, revealing her tender pink core almost entirely. Being stared at like that, the young girl immediately became alert. She pressed her slender, delicate legs together, trying to conceal her intimate secrets, her eyes filled with caution as she watched Yang Zhihang. Her feet were slightly curled, like a wary fawn, ready to kick