"Nights of Revelry" - The Bound Otherworldly Chronicle

As the clamor subsided, unnoticed by anyone, a token of the Flower Dragon Sect, concealed within the discarded robes of Su Mei, released a wisp of black mist that vanished without a trace. Qin Weiyang and Su Mei were then moved to another room, surrounded by half-finished torture devices. Among them, a few gaunt women hung, heads bowed in unconsciousness. "...Truly a bunch of perverts," Qin Weiyang muttered, her cheeks flushed. The gag was removed from her lips, her hands bound behind her back, and she was still clad in the revealing qipao. Tied to a chair, she was secured at the shoulders, waist, and thighs with sturdy leather straps. Her legs, from knees to ankles, were bound to the chair legs with intricate golden threads, rendering her completely immobile except for her head. The spread-eagle position exposed her clitoris, locked by a chastity ring. However, the lecherous蛊 worm that had been tormenting her anus was finally removed. To her relief, nothing else was inserted. Qin Weiyang struggled, but the golden threads were far stronger than any ordinary rope. "What kind of strange rope is this? Even if I could channel my qi, I doubt I could break it now!" Shortly after, Xia He arrived with Su Mei, or rather, pushed her in. Su Mei was suspended from a movable rack, still bound in an extremely tight "reverse Guan Yin" and "turtle shell" restraint. Her legs, however, were spread wide in a straddle, fixed to the frame with thick ropes. Though naked, her legs were still encased in alluring stockings, accentuating their length as they stretched 180 degrees. Her clitoris, beautiful as a newborn's, was lifted and held by three chastity rings. "Alright, Qin Gongzi's training will now be conducted by me, Xia He," Xia He said, her intelligent and cute face breaking into a smile. She held a short black whip, tapping it lightly against Su Mei's rounded breasts. "Now, Qin Gongzi, I will point out some female body parts, and I expect you to answer each one correctly." "Hmph..." Qin Weiyang understood why her mouth wasn't gagged. Seeing her senior sister in such a compromised state, and feeling the chastity ring on her own clitoris tighten painfully, she snorted and turned her face away, ignoring Xia He. "Of course, there are punishments for not answering or answering incorrectly~" "Eeeek...?!" A thick, long rod suddenly shot out from beneath the chair, precisely entering Qin Weiyang's anus and penetrating about a third of the way before stopping. "Now, what body part is this?" Xia He asked, smirking as she watched Qin Weiyang squirm, trying to rise from the chair only to be held fast by the golden threads. She then used her whip to strike Su Mei's tender clitoris. "Ah!?! ...Mmmph, ahhhh!!!" Su Mei let out muffled cries. Her lips were covered with a piece of cloth, but it was clear her mouth was stuffed full. Her skin flushed a pale red, sweat beaded on her forehead, and her eyes were glazed with confusion, indicating she had been given a large dose of aphrodisiac. The tip of her clitoris, lightly tapped, hardened and protruded. The chastity ring on her lower body was noticeably smaller than her enlarged clitoris, digging into it and causing unbearable pain. "...I... I don't know... Ahhh?!" Qin Weiyang, in pain, could barely speak, but she gritted her teeth, refusing to cooperate. Immediately, she felt the wooden rod push deeper into her anus, forcibly stretching the tight space within. "Next, this one." Xia He raised an eyebrow and moved the whip to Su Mei's now dripping vulva, caressing it gently before withdrawing and licking the fluid from the tip. "If you still don't answer, the punishment will be severe." "..." Qin Weiyang remained silent, turning her head away. Beads of sweat glistened on her skin. Her breathing grew heavy as her gaze was drawn to Su Mei's intimate parts. "Hmph, still so stubborn. I can't believe after all these days with my sisters, you haven't lost your foul temper," Xia He sneered. Suddenly, she swung the whip down, striking Qin Weiyang's unprotected clitoris between her legs. "Ughhhhhh!!!" Qin Weiyang's clitoris felt as if it had been bitten by a venomous snake. Strands of white fluid could no longer be contained, gushing from its tip. "Next, if you don't answer obediently, your senior sister will be punished along with you!" Xia He's tone turned sinister. She attached a hook to the chastity ring at the base of Su Mei's clitoris and hung a heavy weight, tightening the ring further. "Ooooh... Ughhhhhh!!!" Su Mei cried out in pain. The ring on her clitoris was already small, and now it was digging into her engorged, deep red flesh. Her eyes widened, and she thrashed on the rack. "You... you don't have to make things difficult for my senior sister!" "I won't make things difficult for her, as long as Qin Gongzi behaves... What is this?" Xia He asked with a triumphant smile, tapping her whip against Su Mei's now purplish-red clitoris.

"Next up, the 'Flowing Wind Willow Jade' Xue Chai, whose mastery of the ribbon technique is unparalleled, capable of slicing through metal with it~" Moving to another enclosure, the female warrior within appeared gentle as jade, soft as water, with flowing long hair and a flowing azure gauze dress, exuding an approachable warmth like a neighbor's elder sister. Now, however, ropes chafed her shoulders, binding her hands tightly behind her back and hoisting her up by a rope dangling from above. Her legs were spread wide and pulled taut by chains attached to iron rings on the floor, fixing her entire body in an A-frame position in mid-air. More cruel than this binding method was the fact that the willow-green ribbon, originally Xue Chai's weapon, was now being used by two sets of pulleys to deeply grind against her crotch, pressing intimately against her most sensitive flesh. This was exceptionally vicious. Such a gentle beauty was tormented until her cheeks flushed and sweat beaded on her skin, a truly pleasing spectacle. The crowing of a rooster woke Ye Xin. She couldn't recall how long she had played with Su Mei yesterday before falling asleep beside her. Now, opening her eyes, she saw the naturally alluring beauty looking exhausted, her seductive eyes half-open and listless, appearing utterly frail. In the dungeon, Su Mei's clothes had been stripped off. Her body was secured within a metal contraption shaped like the Chinese character '工', with two horizontal bars. Her back was pressed against the cold metal, her shoulders bent back, her armpits resting on the upper bar. Her arms were then pulled down, almost forcing her into a kneeling position, her heels brought together and locked by iron cuffs to her wrists. The shackles were tight, making Su Mei's arms almost invisible from the front. Her chest naturally arched upwards, her slender waist curved backward, and her legs were spread apart, locked to the sides of the lower bar in a kneeling posture. Her entire body was tilted backward, an uncomfortable sight. "This should be next, right, little sister?" Though not instructed by Xia He, Chun Lan was an old hand at this. The stool had a saddle-like setup, with stirrups hanging down on either side. It was immediately clear where Xia He's legs were meant to go. Leather cuffs were also present on her thighs, knees, and ankles for restraint. "Eeeek, sister… wait, this is too intense, oooohhhh?!" As soon as Xia He placed her legs on the stirrups, she sensed something was wrong. The moment she exerted pressure, the mechanism activated. She felt the two rods inserted into her body being violently thrust up and down, and she cried out loudly. "Then this must be for securing the body, correct~" Chun Lan looked up and saw a noose hanging above the wooden donkey. She lowered it and tightened it around Xia He's fair, slender neck, preventing her body from falling backward or tilting to the sides.

The sun rose in the east. The crowing of roosters woke Ye Xin. She couldn't recall how long she had played with Su Mei the previous day before falling asleep beside her when she grew tired. Now, upon opening her eyes, she saw the naturally alluring beauty looking exhausted, her seductive eyes half-open and unfocused, appearing utterly frail. In the dungeon, Su Mei's clothes had all been stripped off. Her body was secured in a metal contraption shaped like a '工', with two horizontal bars. Her back was pressed against the cold metal, her shoulders bent backward, her armpits resting on the upper bar. Her arms were then pulled down, almost forcing her legs into a kneeling position, her heels brought together and tightly cuffed at the wrists. The restraints were so tight that Su Mei's arms were almost invisible from the front. Her chest naturally arched forward, her slender waist curved backward, and her legs were spread apart, locked in a kneeling posture on either side of the lower bar. Her entire body was positioned in a backward lean, an uncomfortable sight. Su Mei's moans, her lips tightly stuffed with a silk stocking, also stemmed from this. She had been wrung out by unfamiliar pleasures throughout the night, with no time for rest. Before Ye Xin fell asleep, she had even attached the heavy sandbag she had been wearing earlier to that extremely sensitive, newly formed flesh. The result, of course, was worse for Su Mei than for Ye Xin. The pleasure and pain were mixed together, and Su Mei's body, restrained in the contraption, convulsed continuously. Streams of white fluid leaked from her urethra, and a large patch on the ground had already dried. After midnight, the poison had long since dissipated from Su Mei's body. However, Ye Xin had also pressed several major acupoints on her, restricting her internal energy flow. Coupled with the stimulation of her flesh being weighed down, it was incredibly difficult to break free from these metal restraints. Ye Xin watched for a while longer, feeling restless. She picked up a short, thick whip, intending to strike the beautiful woman with her celestial jade bones. But she suddenly paused, a flicker of confusion in her eyes. "How strange. This place usually looks so desolate that not even a bird would stop here. Why has it been so lively these past few days?" The person who arrived in the hall did not knock. By the time Ye Xin put on her gauze robe and walked over, the person had already kicked the main door open. Judging by the extent of the damage to the door, one might assume a burly man with a brutish face had barged in. However, the person who entered was not at all robust. Instead, it was a delicate and beautiful girl, dressed in white, form-fitting attire, her long hair tied back in a ponytail, exuding youthful vitality. As soon as the girl saw Ye Xin, she called out loudly, "I was wondering why no one was here to receive guests. I thought everyone was afraid of me, 'White-Clad Soul Chaser' Ling Yun. Enough with the pleasantries, quickly hand over my senior sister!" "I..." Ye Xin intended to explain that she wasn't from this establishment, but before she could utter a single word, the white-clad girl, Ling Yun, flicked her wrist, sending three fine needles flying, aimed at three vital acupoints on Ye Xin's body. If struck, the injuries wouldn't be serious, but it was a technique related to acupoint manipulation, making it difficult to move. Others might have been subdued by this move, but Ye Xin simply reached out and caught the three fine needles between her fingertips. "Acupoint needles? Are you from the Six Doors?" "That's right. Although you have some skill in catching projectiles. But if you don't want to offend our Six Doors, then quickly hand over my senior sister!" As Ling Yun spoke, she flicked her sleeve, and several more fine needles were held between her fingers. The Six Doors often required their targets to be captured alive. Since she was in plain clothes and not carrying a sword, her hidden weapon skills were naturally superb. Seeing that she was about to make another move, Ye Xin quickly tossed the fine needles aside and raised her hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Huu... little brother, don't be in such a hurry... to go, let's wait until we're together..." "Ah woo... woo...!?" When Ye Xin felt he was almost there, he accelerated his movements, held Ling Yun tightly, and their two delicate bodies trembled against each other's warmth. In the end, one ejaculated outside, while the other discharged inside. "Hoo—that was so comfortable. Although we could play a little longer, it's not safe to stay here. I'll take you back to Flower Dragon Island and discipline you properly later." Ye Xin wiped the sweat from his forehead, withdrew his penis, and let the dazed and entranced Ling Yun's anus bleed white. He then untied the ropes binding her soft body, placed her on the ground, and inspected the restraints. Her arms were tied meticulously in a standard rear-hand bondage style. However, Ye Xin now pulled two more ropes from her chest to bind Ling Yun's clitoris and anus, looping them back behind her and tying them to her wrists. Her legs were also brought together, bound in three groups, tightly restraining her thighs, knees, and ankles. "Wuwu..." When Ling Yun came to her senses, she realized she seemed to be bound in an even more uncomfortable position. She tried to move her hands but pulled on the ropes that were tightly cinched between her legs, causing her to involuntarily shake her waist. "Little brother, you stay here for a while. Sister will go find a larger wooden box to put you in." Seeing her like this, Ye Xin nodded with satisfaction. He then picked her up and placed her on the bed, tying ropes around her neck and ankles, connecting them to the headboard and footboard. This prevented Ling Yun from sitting up or getting out of bed, making escape even more difficult. He then left the room and closed the door. A golden opportunity! Ling Yun's body was still warm, but now that she was unsupervised, it was a rare chance to escape. With her back against the mattress, her neck and legs restricted, she could only move her body within a limited range. She had undergone special training in escape techniques at the Six Doors. Now, completely naked, her only recourse was her fingers, which were still carefully wrapped in a towel. Ling Yun could only press her hands against the bed with her back, slowly rubbing away the cloth, praying that Ye Xin wouldn't return too soon. But the cloth was wrapped tightly. Without a sharp object to pick at it, she didn't know how long it would take just to rub it off. Large beads of sweat appeared on Ling Yun's forehead, and she was panting from exhaustion, yet her hands felt no looser. Moreover, this small movement would trigger the rope mechanism Ye Xin had left around her hips, constantly stimulating her clitoris and anus. Ling Yun's body, already soft from his earlier attentions and still in the throes of pleasure, felt her clitoris stiffen again after only a short while of rubbing, with little progress made. Damn it, if I keep rubbing, I'll... again...! Ling Yun gritted her teeth and tried to continue rubbing, but she felt her clitoris twitch and a warmth gather within it. She immediately stopped and gasped for breath. If this continued, let alone Ye Xin's possible return, she didn't know if she could break free even with a day's time. Ling Yun rested on the bed, unsure of what to do. Suddenly, she heard several loud crashing sounds from downstairs, like the sounds of a fight. Could someone else have arrived? The sounds of fighting appeared suddenly and disappeared just as quickly. A moment later, Ling Yun heard someone approaching her room. The person approaching was not Ye Xin! Although Ye Xin's martial arts were good, this person's footsteps were incredibly light. If one didn't listen carefully, they would be completely undetectable. Ling Yun, having come from the Six Doors, could tell that Ye Xin's lightness skill had not reached this level. But now she was in a dilemma. If the person wasn't Ye Xin, she didn't know if they were a friend or foe, and she was still naked and bound like this... Regardless of her thoughts, the newcomer had reached the door and pushed it open with a bang.

Although most of the beautiful captives captured over time were taken away by righteous individuals led by Yan Yu, some remained. Chun Lan, with her mature and alluring physique, was placed on a Xianren table, just the right size for her to lie on her back, her hands and feet bent and tightly bound to the four table legs. Her smooth, jade-like body was smeared with glistening fragrant oil, which, after being absorbed by the skin, relaxed her muscles and made her more susceptible to lustful arousal. The phallus between her legs stood tall, and every part of her body seemed to exude a seductive fragrance, inviting to be tasted. "Mmm... Ah..." Chun Lan's lips parted as she took the phallus before her into her mouth. The cultists, having spent the day building the island, had not had time to wash, and their bodies carried a strong scent. Furthermore, their numbers meant she was given no rest. Whether from the front or the back, she constantly felt the impact of being filled. Her breasts and her own genitals were also wantonly played with and kneaded, an intensity that even a battle-hardened body would find difficult to endure. In a corner not far away, a group of people had gathered. There, a "small box" was placed, its height corresponding to the average crotch level. The opening was large enough to accommodate a medium-sized dog, and on the side for use, only a delicate and tender pair of buttocks protruded through the hole, receiving the penetration of a phallus. Each time a wet sound echoed, and the phallus was buried deep into the root of the tender buttocks, a faint groan, almost imperceptible, would emanate from inside the box. Though it seemed a tight squeeze, Xia He, the most petite of the four women, was indeed crammed into the box. There wasn't an inch of extra space to move. Even so, straps on all sides inside the box held her tightly, leaving no room to breathe. Her legs were bent from the front towards the back of her head, with only her buttocks exposed and forcibly shoved into the box. While the areas available for play were reduced, compared to her slightly immature physique, the tight inner walls would firmly grip any foreign object that entered. Moreover, the deliberately crafted "item" appearance was quite appealing, and it seemed to be quite popular. Besides indulging in carnal pleasure, some seemed more drawn to the thrill of discipline. "Ahhh, mmm, please... stop— Ah!?" From another side came a voice of a completely different temperature. Qiu Ju, though not gagged, could only let out incoherent screams. A thick, coarse rope was deeply embedded in her neck, making it difficult to breathe and causing Qiu Ju's cheeks to flush red. Her body was hoisted up, using the rope as a fulcrum, while her legs had to be clamped tightly around the slippery, lewdly shaped thick rod below, preventing it from forcefully thrusting deep into her flower. Of course, it wasn't that simple. As Qiu Ju desperately clamped her legs, bound and folded by the rope, around the black rod standing upright from the ground, the cultists beside her would lash her firm body with coarse whips. "You're working hard, but it seems you can't hold on much longer." "Ah, that one was a bit harsh, it went in quite deep." "Mmmph... Cough... It hurts!!? Stop it!!?!" Qiu Ju's eyes were covered with a black cloth, unable to see, which intensified her fear of pain. Suddenly, she endured a violent thrashing of an erect phallus, which was struck with extreme force. The pain contorted her face, and her feet could no longer clamp the lubricated rod. Her body plunged downwards, causing the rope around her neck to fully rest on the black rod. Although it was instantly thrust into her womb, creating a noticeable bulge in her abdomen, it also bore some of her weight. Pain and pleasure surged into her brain, causing Qiu Ju's eyes to roll back. Her body convulsed violently several times. The tip of the phallus, besides being whitened, also ejaculated a pale yellow fluid. The last one was Dong Mei, with silver-white hair. Her situation was no better than the other three beauties. Her mouth was stuffed with a deliberately soaked, foul-smelling thick sock, her hands were bound tightly behind her back with a cylindrical object, and then fastened with iron cuffs. Her legs were not straightened but were kept in a kneeling position, also wrapped around the pillar and then shackled to the ground with iron cuffs. This caused Dong Mei's body to be shorter, perfectly positioning a triangular wooden piece under her crotch, deeply inserted into her honeyed slit to provide stimulation. "Mmm... Mmmph mmmph... Mmmph?!" The place where she was to be used as "entertainment equipment" was the thick, robust phallus that grew from the alien. Each time a cultist, seeking satisfaction, straddled it, the combined weight of two people would force Dong Mei to press hard against the triangular contraption. All four beauties were tormented into continuous moans. They used their exquisite bodies to comfort the lustful cultists, feeling indignant at being treated as mere tools for sexual release, yet utterly powerless to resist.