Princess Rose's Dangerous Game

The female soldier then lifted her head, her eyes moist, and mumbled, "I'm sorry to this country." She then obediently straddled a triangular object with a wooden horse head. The male soldiers then secured her thighs with iron rings on either side of the triangle, and attached iron balls to her ankles. The female soldier's face immediately contorted in discomfort, but she made no sound, only tilting her head back and biting her lip. The male soldier then bound her hands behind her back, connecting them to an iron ring at the tail of the triangle. He then placed an iron collar around her neck, linking it with a chain to the horse head. At this point, if no one came to release her, the female soldier would be stuck straddling it indefinitely. After finishing, the male soldier comforted his former training partner, then gagged her mouth with a white cloth. He then used a clamp to press the cloth into her mouth, connecting it to a U-shaped iron bar behind her head. He then turned to leave. I quickly got up, like playing hide-and-seek, and ran up the stairs with lightning speed and the lightest footsteps. Behind me, the sound of the cell door closing echoed, and I finally escaped the dungeon. Walking back to my room, I replayed the scene I had just witnessed, a strange tremor stirring within me. Why was she sitting on that thing? I didn't understand what it was for then, but it looked incredibly painful. Yet, I felt no sympathy at all. I even considered it a toy, wondering if I wanted to try it myself. From that moment on, I, who had been pampered and spoiled since childhood, felt a peculiar emotion for the first time. This was also why I later became a lady and began studying royal etiquette, though one's true nature is hard to change. Upon reaching my chambers, I had been contemplating how to try it myself all the way back. So, I summoned Li and told her my idea. She nodded as if she understood, though perhaps not entirely, and went to prepare. I figured she didn't really grasp the meaning, but as long as she followed instructions, that was enough. After a long while, I was almost asleep on the bed when Li finally came running in from outside, carrying a large pile of things. She even tripped as she entered. I sat up and looked at Li. As I had instructed, she had gone to the garden and, while the gardeners weren't looking, stolen several bundles of straw rope. She had also taken a smooth, slender training stick from where the soldiers slept. Then, from a drawer by my father's bed, she had retrieved several pairs of shackles and collars with thick chains. As for why my father's room had such items... I won't elaborate. I didn't understand it at the time. Afterward, I ordered Li to hang the stick from the ceiling with the straw rope. Then, I had her use the stolen magic wand to cast a spell, shrinking the shackles to fit my wrists and ankles perfectly. Rose, curious about her own appearance, quickly stood up at Pear's command. From Pear's perspective, the "princess" was now only 155cm tall, a full 10cm shorter than herself. Pear paid her no further mind, simply picking up a pair of shackles and walking towards Rose. Rose was completely naked, her pubic hair shaven clean, her body bare. With the clanking of shackles, Rose was bound by the heavy restraints. The collar around her neck and the shackles on her feet were connected and tightened, forcing Rose to hunch over, her hands cuffed behind her back. The chain, like the leg shackles, was only a mere 20cm long. Normally, Rose's height and strength would have been enough to bear the weight of these restraints. But now, with her current physique, wearing these shackles made her look somewhat strained. Pear, however, paid no attention. She walked to a table and picked up the items within. These were herbal ingredients, prepared in case the magic wand ran out of power. The quantity was enough for about 3 to 4 uses. Pear now took out all of the herbs. Standing to the side, Rose, bound by the shackles, looked at Pear with confusion and asked, "What are you doing with the spare herbs?" Pear refilled the magic wand, which had just run out of power, and said to herself, "Transform." Not long after, a light appeared, and Pear's hair turned wine red. Only then did Rose realize that Pear had transformed into her own likeness. "Why did you turn into me, Pear?" Pear did not reply. Instead, she refilled the wand with herbs again and cast one of the Ten Forbidden Arts, "Enchantment." A circle of magical script appeared on the necklace. Pear then set a trigger word for the enchantment: "Kneel." She also set a trigger condition: "Activate when the collar wearer attempts to defy any command." Rose panicked, shouting, "Pear, what are you doing! Stop it! Those herbs are spares, how will I change back without them..." Before Rose could finish, Pear refilled the herbs again and cast "Alchemy" on Rose. Suddenly, a muzzle appeared on Rose's mouth. The muzzle was made entirely of metal, covering Rose's entire head like a horse's bit. It appeared to have no opening mechanism, being a single piece of metal. This meant that without the magic wand to remove it, one would have to sever her head. Rose's questioning voice, cut short, vanished into the air, replaced by muffled whimpers. Rose was shocked. She shook her head violently, whimpering, but to no avail. Her mouth was wide open. Rose, realizing what had happened, quickly lifted the heavy chains and charged towards Pear, attempting to snatch the magic wand. Rose didn't notice anyone enter the dungeon until Li arrived. Having not eaten all day and tormented by pain all night, she was a wreck, her eyes having been open for 24 hours straight. Hearing Li's voice, she merely looked forward with tear-streaked eyes. Gagged, she had resigned herself to her fate, simply gazing at Li before her, unable to even whimper. After all, Li was the princess now. "I was worried the princess couldn't bear it, so I came to check on her," Li said with a tone of concern. "Yesterday was just an act. How else could I let the princess experience the true life of a prisoner if it wasn't convincing?" Upon hearing this, Rose's eyes suddenly lit up, and she whimpered towards Li, tears streaming down her face. She struggled, her nipples being pulled, her chains rattling with her agitation. "How could I possibly betray the princess? You haven't eaten all day, have you? I can't bring you food, so I have a suggestion," Li said. Rose's eyes shone with hope as she nodded slightly at Li. Seeing the princess nod, Li produced a different wand from behind her than the one from yesterday. "I'll take the punishment for the princess here in a moment. You change into my clothes and go eat and wash up." "I just borrowed this wand from the minister. I told him I wanted to use it to cultivate plants, so he lent it to me. But I have to return it in a day." "This wand only has the magic within it, and enough herbs to charge it three times. My plan is to use a transformation spell to swap appearances with you. Then, I'll use half the magic to remove the gag from your face." "You can come back tomorrow to swap back with me. Of course, princess, if you feel I've betrayed you, you can just throw me in here. I'm willing to prove my innocence," Li said, putting on an expression of someone who had made a mistake. Rose was overcome with emotion and nodded desperately. "Before we do that, I need to tell you about the precautions. Because your current appearance has already been recorded on the prisoner list, and trespassing into the princess's chambers is a grave offense, one of us must remain in the dungeon, or we need to find a scapegoat. There's no other way. I hope you'll think carefully. I'll wait for you in the dungeon. If there's truly no other option, you'll have to walk your own path from now on," Li said sadly. Rose's face also fell with sadness. She hadn't expected such consequences. After speaking, Li waved her wand. "Gag," she commanded, "Release." The gag on Rose's face vanished. Just as Li was about to cast the transformation spell, Rose coughed twice, quickly moving her jaw. Red marks from the gag were etched on her face. Then, enduring the pain in her lower body, she said to Li, "Wait... wait a moment." Li stopped and asked, "What is it, princess?" Rose replied, "I'll go beg my father. He'll definitely help." Next, Second Brother dangled a horse bit gag in front of Rose's eyes. Rose was all too familiar with the object and promptly opened her mouth to bite down on it. Constrained by the iron frame of the bit, Rose could no longer close her mouth on her own. This iron contraption was crude, far inferior to the one she had used before. Her tongue could still move easily, and there was no blindfold. At this moment, Rose didn't find the device crude. She merely continued to stare expressionlessly at the ground, like a robot. The only proof of her being alive was the saliva dripping from her mouth and the wetness pooling beneath her. Second Brother then bound Rose's legs together. These once lively feet were now rendered useless, forced to lie side-by-side. His restraints then tightened around her knees, thighs, and calves. Next, Second Brother connected the rope around Rose's ankles to the rope around her thighs. He then sat down on her folded legs, pressing down with all his might. He tightened the ropes, tying them off with a secure knot. Rose's legs were not only bound together but also folded, with her thighs and calves bound as one. She was now completely immobilized. Then, Second Brother threaded a rope through the loop around Rose's ankles and pulled it towards her chicken-wing-like elbows. After passing the rope through the center of the loop around her elbows, he yanked it tight. Rose's breasts were instantly suspended, and her knees, previously touching the ground, lifted off. Her entire body contorted into an oval shape, resembling a rocking horse. This extreme agony caused Rose to groan, her facial muscles trembling. But Second Brother didn't stop. He slowly tightened the ropes, bringing her elbows mere centimeters from her toes. No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't move. But to achieve the desired effect, Second Brother continued. Leaning back with the weight of his muscular body, he fell backward. The momentum caused Rose's elbows to snap against her toes. Second Brother then expertly threaded and tightened the rope between them, securing it with a knot. Now, Rose faced forward, her chest also facing forward, with only her lower abdomen touching the ground. Her knees and thighs were suspended, her body forming a crescent moon shape. Second Brother took a breath and picked up another hemp rope. He attached one end to the iron ring of the horse bit gag at the back of Rose's head and tied the other end to her chicken-wing-like elbows. Rose could only hold her head up, unable to even shift. Her breasts were completely exposed. Even if someone wanted to do something, they couldn't be stopped, as it appeared as though Rose had willingly revealed them. "This isn't over yet. There's still more," Second Brother said lecherously. Rose merely glanced at him with a sideways look before closing her eyes. She seemed to be contemplating something. Her sorrowful expression and vacant pupils made her appear even more gaunt. Chapter 21 First, he produced a piercing ring. Second Brother inserted two fingers into Rose's mouth, pulling out her small tongue. Without hesitation, he pierced the ring through it, entering at the tip and exiting beneath the tongue. In one fluid motion, he pulled her tongue to her chin and pierced the skin beneath her lips, exiting her mouth. The circular ring now pierced the tip of her tongue, fixing it outside her mouth, below her lips. Second Brother then took a nut and screwed it onto the opening of the ring. Rose was now like a dog, her tongue resting on her chin, unable to move or swallow. Next, Second Brother picked up a metal blindfold and placed it over the gag, depriving Rose of her sight. Rose's entire body trembled. Tears streamed from beneath the blindfold, but she made no sound. Seeing Rose like this, Second Brother assumed she must be enjoying it. After all, the liquid flowing from her nether regions and pooling on her abdomen was a clear indication. But was Rose truly enjoying it? Perhaps only she knew. In the darkness, a sharp pain shot through her lower body. Rose cried out, a never-before-heard wail. For the first time in days, her cries were heart-wrenching. Saliva streamed from the corners of her mouth, and her tears flowed ever faster. Rose wept, sobbing uncontrollably.

What appeared before Rose's eyes was none other than Pear. Pear was currently seated on the same wooden horse as Rose. Her thighs and knees were secured to the sides of the horse by three sets of shackles. Her hands were fixed in an European-style straight-arm position by three sets of shackles, fastened to iron rings behind the horse's rump. A collar around her neck held her head up forcefully. A gag, seamlessly integrated into her facial restraints, was fixed in place. An iron blindfold, connected to the gag, covered her eyes. Her blue hair cascaded over her shoulders. Iron rings, magically generated without any visible welding marks, were fitted through her tongue, nipples, and clitoris. These four rings were simultaneously pulled by chains connected to the head of the wooden horse. Saliva continuously streamed from her mouth. The three rods inserted into her nether regions had been reduced to two. Because Pear was a virgin and it was for atonement, only two rods remained, one in her buttocks and one in her urethra. These were currently thrusting in and out of her body at a rapid pace. The intense pain contorted Pear's expression, but the chain pulling her tongue out of her mouth rendered her incapable of making any sound. At this moment, just like Rose before her, Pear was completely unable to achieve even a single orgasm, whether from her hollowed-out vagina or her clitoris, which was pulled high by the chains. Before her atonement, Pear had never imagined that Rose had endured such suffering. Even her own previous experience had been under the effect of paralyzing spells. But now, with no magic applied, the pain from the wooden horse had caused Pear to lose consciousness countless times that day. The only reason she could endure was by thinking of Rose's daily suffering, otherwise, she would have already collapsed. Pear was now experiencing what she had done to Rose. She had no regrets; she only wanted to persevere. She had to persevere, even if she didn't want to. This was her atonement to Rose. Watching Pear tremble with pain before her, Rose quickly said to the guards, "Quickly, let her down!" But the soldiers remained unmoved. They then pointed to the torture devices on the wall and a magic wand, telling Rose, "Use any of these." Then, in response to Rose's pleas, they left the cell without a word, closing and locking the door. Rose had no idea what to do. She could only walk towards Pear, gazing at the girl on the wooden horse. Pear's entire body was trembling. Rose didn't know how to release Pear, but the soldiers' intention was clear: they wanted her to use the tools on the wall on Pear. But how could she, consumed by fear, do such a thing? Deep, indelible shadows had been cast upon her heart, and she was terrified of making another mistake and being locked up again by Pear and her father, the King. She struggled to pull at Pear's restraints, but without a key, the shackles wouldn't budge with just her hands. It only made Pear tremble more painfully. Rose had no choice but to stop. As her fear deepened, Rose retreated to a corner and sat on the floor, lowering her head, lost. Pear's throat produced a gurgling sound of saliva. The chains clinked and rattled incessantly with her violently shaking body, a testament to her agony. This scene also triggered Rose's memories. Rose remembered Pear leaving her in this dark dungeon for three days, depriving her of the right to climax, making her sit on the wooden horse like a dog, just like Pear before her. But the difference was that Rose had been free, while Pear, on the wooden horse, had become a female prisoner. Why? Why was Pear up there? Rose's mind raced. Why did the King send me to the dungeon? Was it to watch this? Was it to punish Pear? To punish her for what she did to me? Meaning, I don't have to be afraid of Pear anymore, right? Rose's mindset had remained unchanged for half a month, but at this moment, a slight shift finally occurred. She could not forget the hellish experience of being denied release. Although she had considered that her father might want her to act herself to punish Pear, her inner fear had kept Rose from acting. It wasn't until the magic wand on the wall caught Rose's eye that she finally took action. She grabbed the wand and cast "Release Gag" on Pear. As the gag was released, Pear's mouth could finally close. The blindfold also disappeared. Pear, in extreme pain, hadn't even noticed anyone had come. She blinked and scanned the dungeon, until she saw Rose before her. Then, her eyes revealed a long-lost expression of relief. Sweat on her forehead betrayed her current feelings. Rose stepped forward and unchained Pear's tongue. As her tongue retracted, Pear coughed a few times but said nothing, only looking at Rose with a sorrowful expression. Rose cautiously inquired, "What is happening, Your... Highness?" Hearing Rose speak, Pear finally replied, "You must hate me very much, for what I did to you."

Rose replied with a nervous "yes," then opened her legs and straddled the familiar wooden horse. As her lower body settled, a long-forgotten pain shot through her, causing her to tremble and gasp for air, her head thrown back. Li stepped forward, and with a crisp clink of chains, Rose's entire legs and arms were locked and secured to the wooden horse by three familiar restraints. Rose was already in the zone, her face flushing, her head bowed as if she were a child who had misbehaved. Chains reconnected to her clitoris and nipples, stretching Rose's body to its limit against the horse's head. Her clitoris was still too high to touch the saddle, meaning Rose couldn't gain pleasure through friction. As the collar lifted her head, rendering her completely immobile, even unable to turn her neck, Li asked, "Are you ready?" Rose shyly replied, "I am ready, Your Highness..." Then, Li waved her wand, and "Gag Generation" appeared. In an instant, a mouth ring forced Rose's mouth wide open, rendering her unable to speak. A blindfold also covered her eyes. Li then approached Rose with a thin chain. Hearing the jingle, Rose knew what was coming and obediently stuck out her tongue, making it easier for Li to proceed. "Good girl, such a well-behaved dog," Li praised. Rose's lower body secreted a small amount of fluid, and with her tongue, which could still move slightly, she let out two muffled whimpers. Finally, as the chain tightened and locked onto the horse's head, Rose couldn't even whimper anymore. Li waved her wand, and three rods began to move slowly. Under the wand's command, the three rods started a slow, piston-like motion. Rose, impaled on the wooden horse, trembled from the sudden stimulation. Her lower body wasn't wet enough, yet the rods plunged deep inside. The pain and discomfort made Rose sweat, but as her body slowly adjusted, her dry cunt gradually became moist. The discomfort slowly turned into pleasure, and the white smoke escaping her mouth became clearly visible. Li cast an additional spell on the three rods. It was now 7 PM, and every half hour, the rods would double their speed, increasing three times in total. Then, they would return to their initial speed and repeat the cycle. For convenience, a timer was also added. This magic would expire in 5 hours, at which point Rose would be freed from this orgasmic hell and allowed to sleep. However, whether she could actually sleep while strapped to the wooden horse depended on her own adaptability. This cycle might even take months. Until then, she would have to find ways to adapt her body to sleep in this environment. Having finished, Li hung her wand on a pre-arranged iron ring on the wall. She then walked to the door, blew out the candle on the wall, turned, and said to Rose in the darkness, "I'm going to the night market. You stay here by yourself. I'll check on you tomorrow morning." Hearing this, Rose could not react. She couldn't make a sound or move. She could only listen as her room door was closed and locked. As Li's footsteps faded into the distance, a terrifying silence descended. But Rose wasn't bored at this moment. The rods in her cunt had returned, moving in a slow, piston-like motion. This time, she could finally enjoy the orgasm in peace, instead of just enduring the intense pain in her lower body. A tremor ran through her body, and a long-awaited orgasm spread through the purple-haired girl. Rose, placed in this wooden horse torture hell by her best friend, had regained her identity as a prisoner. Her entire being had surrendered to Li. Imagining her best friend, who was also her princess, happily browsing the night market, eating snacks, and freely shopping with a palace maid who looked just like her, this sense of humility and the difference in status brought Rose immense pleasure. Under this fantasy, a stream of white fluid spurted from Rose's lower body, flowing rapidly down the sides of the wooden horse. The violent tremors that shook her body made the chains clatter. After the white smoke in her mouth disappeared for tens of seconds, a puff of smoke, thicker than before, erupted from Rose's mouth in an instant. The sound of the chains abruptly stopped. On this beautiful night, Rose reached her first orgasm of the evening.

Ros, snapping back to reality, raised her hand and tugged hard at the collar around her neck. It didn't budge. She sighed, thinking, "Am I an idiot? I just awakened incredible power, and before I could even enjoy it, I sealed it away with my own hands. What will my future hold?" Ros looked at the burly man before her, who was about to become her master. She had killed his brother; who knew what he would do to her. The second brother sat on the ground, looking at the defenseless, naked Ros. His mind was consumed with how to deal with this little slut who had gotten herself into this mess. "Hey, bitch, do you know what awaits you?" the second brother said. Ros blinked, her body trembling at the thought of her uncertain future. She just stared at the second brother, shook her head, and then stammered, "Can I take it back? I don't want to be a slave anymore. How about this, I can help you guys make money! Yes, yes, yes!" Ros spoke with newfound confidence, as if she had forgotten her current predicament. The second brother sneered and walked towards Ros. Ros's smile vanished instantly. She sat on the ground in a princess-like pose, looking up as the imposing figure approached her. With a single chop to her neck, Ros's eyes rolled back, and she collapsed unconscious. The second brother looked at the flesh that was about to be his, scratching his head. "This 'life exchange' trick is nasty. I can't just sell this girl. If she dies once, I'll lose a chunk of my lifespan. I'll keep her as my toy for now. Maybe the Kingdom of Magic Suppression has a solution." With that thought, the second brother no longer hesitated. He hoisted the slender Ros onto his shoulder and carried her to the door, kicking the innkeeper awake with his foot. The innkeeper, jolted awake by the second brother's kicks, looked at him in a daze. Her eyes lit up with delight when she saw the girl slung over his shoulder. "Well done, my precious treasure that I've cultivated for so many years," the innkeeper said with a sickeningly sweet tone. Three days later, in a town 200 kilometers away from the Magic Kingdom, a burly man with a thick beard rode a brown horse. His left hand rested on the horse's back, while his right hand held a rope. He rode majestically through the street, the other end of the rope attached to a young girl's neck. The girl's purple hair was disheveled, falling over her shoulders. Her appearance was unkempt, as if she hadn't bathed in days. Her hands were tied behind her back with