NSFW: Bondage Girl from Anime (Uncensored Update)

The Quintessential Quintuplets, Kaguya-sama: Love Is War, One-Punch Man, Shokuhou Misaki, High School DxD, Citrus, Citrus 2, Riddle Story of Devil, Oregairu: Saika's Arc, Tomo-chan Is a Girl!, Sword Art Online, Sword Art Online: Girls Ops, Puella Magi Madoka Magica, Dragon Ball, Battle Through the Heavens, Soul Land, Infinite Dendrogram, The Eminence in Shadow, My Dress-Up Darling, Kirisu Mafuyu, Skeleton Knight in Another World, Knight's & Magic, Tokiwadai, Gunslinger Girl: Il Teatrino, Anya Forger, Monster Hunter, The Sky Crawlers, The Princess and the Pilot, Chainsaw Man, Electric Tale of Pixie, Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha ViVid, Maoyu: Archenemy & Hero, Fairy Tail, Violet Evergarden Ichika groggily woke from her sleep, opening her eyes only to find it still pitch black, her vision seemingly obscured by something. "What's going on, my hands?!" Ichika tried to reach up and remove the obstruction from her eyes, but found her hands were tied behind her back, completely immobilized. "Mmph?!" Ichika cried out in alarm, only to discover a ball-like object lodged in her mouth, allowing only faint whimpers. She struggled to sit up, but a sense of restraint permeated her entire body. She felt herself sitting on the shell of a chair, which she instinctively recognized as a car seat. Listening closely, she could even discern the sound of passing vehicles outside. "Right, I was supposed to head to the company, but my manager..." Ichika gradually recalled the events leading up to this, and began to struggle desperately. She found her limbs could neither separate nor straighten. Her arms were pulled up over her head, wrists bound together with rope, then pulled back behind her head. The rope was tied around her forearms and elbows, secured by the car's headrest. A collar was fastened around her neck, digging tightly into her skin. A rope ran through the headrest and connected to the collar, preventing Ichika from moving her head freely. Her supple thighs were pulled upwards by ropes, pressing tightly against her chest. Her calves were bent at a ninety-degree angle to her thighs, her feet, still shod in shoes and socks, having been removed, leaving her delicate, bare feet propped high and twitching restlessly. Rings were placed above and below her knees, connected by a rod, forcing her legs apart. "Mmph, what... what happened... is this a kidnapping?!" Completely disoriented, Ichika grew increasingly anxious, writhing her body, but the tight restraints allowed only minor struggles. Her rapid breaths caused her mouth to salivate profusely. The small ball in Ichika's mouth had several small holes, with two black straps extending from its sides, wrapping around Ichika's cheeks and meeting behind her head. Unless these straps were cut, there was no way she could remove the ball herself. The ball in her mouth forced her mouth open, preventing her from swallowing, and saliva slowly seeped from the corners of her lips, dripping onto her body. "Wait, my clothes!" The direct contact of saliva on her skin made Ichika notice a familiar sensation, akin to sleeping naked at home. This meant she had been undressed while unconscious, implying she had been seen naked. And if the kidnapper's motive wasn't just ransom, then... "Mmph... Mmmph?! Mmmph mmmph!!!" "Who would do something so cruel!" Despite her mature appearance, Ichika was still a high school girl. The thought of her purity being violated brought a wave of distress, and tears welled up in her eyes. "Oh? You're awake? Just in time, I was thinking the effects of the drug should be wearing off." "Yo, Ichika-chan~" an unfamiliar female voice sounded beside her ear, followed by a long-awaited light. A piece of cloth had been covering Ichika, and as her vision finally returned, she struggled to adjust to the light and take in her surroundings. She realized she was indeed still in the car. Then, she looked towards the driver's seat and finally saw her captor. The woman's appearance was exceptionally beautiful, with eyebrows like emerald dust and eyes like shimmering stars, a hint of allure in her gaze. Her lips were rosy, her skin like congealed fat, her nose slightly upturned, and two strands of silver hair fell naturally by her cheeks, adding a seductive charm. Her figure was curvaceous and captivating, and combined with a maturity beyond her years, she was a rare beauty. "What are you looking at? Even if you stare, I won't let you go~" the woman teased, noticing Ichika's gaze. "Mmph! Mmph mmph!!" Ichika shook her head and twisted her body, her breasts, bound tightly, swaying. But she couldn't afford to worry about that; the most important thing now was to figure out what the woman intended and find a way to escape. Was it for money, or because of her father... Her residence and other circumstances suggested the Nakano family was wealthy, so a kidnapping for ransom wouldn't be entirely unexpected. But if it was due to her father's work disputes, as in novels, it would be more complicated. It wasn't Ichika's fault for her peculiar train of thought; the manager's mask lying nearby made it hard not to associate it with certain plotlines. "Nakano Ichika, born May 5, 2000, age 17, blood type A, eldest of the Nakano quintuplets, an actress affiliated with Oda Entertainment..." Under Ichika's terrified gaze, the woman recited Ichika's various personal details, including some private secrets. "Mmph, how... who is she..." "As for my existence, you can just call me Sili. Ah, I forgot you can't speak right now, haha, my apologies." The naturally seductive and enchanting voice made Ichika feel dazed. The mature, sexy, and alluring voice left Ichika confused. She didn't seem to know this person, yet the woman was clearly familiar with her, having investigated her. Should she try to negotiate first? The other party was also a woman, so at least the initial fear of sexual assault wouldn't be an issue. The first question she wanted to ask was why she was kidnapped, but with her mouth in its current state, she couldn't speak. "Mmph mmph!" Ichika tried to get her attention, biting the gag and making a cute whimpering sound. Hearing her own voice, Ichika felt a pang of shame, her face flushing slightly. "Heh heh, so cute. You didn't expect your own voice to be so seductive, did you?" Hearing the teasing, Ichika couldn't help but get angry. She frowned and glared at Sili, twisting her body in protest. Seeing Ichika's reactions, Sili stopped the car and turned to face Ichika. Facing the ill-intentioned Sili, Ichika suddenly had an ominous premonition of being prey. "You must be bored after sitting for so long. Come, let big sister take a look~" Without waiting for Ichika's reaction, Sili's slender hands reached for Ichika's breasts. She first pinched the firm, protruding nipples, then slowly moved down, caressing Ichika's breasts with abandon. "Mmmph~! What is this person doing?!" Ichika's body tingled from the touch, and she cried out, struggling desperately against her restraints. Her feet, though tied, still had some room to move and kicked wildly. As a high school student, she had no experience in this area, and Sili, who knew female anatomy better than Ichika, launched a fierce assault. She watched as those hands performed various actions, sometimes like playing a piano, sometimes like typing, and sometimes like kneading dough. "Stop it! Mmph!" Slowly, Ichika's bound body grew hotter, and her nether regions became slick. "Mmmph!? No! Stop touching me!" With the hollow gag in her mouth, saliva flowed uncontrollably, wetting her breasts and stomach. During her struggles, a few drops of clear lubrication were flung from Ichika's lower body, landing on the seat. "You can't take it already? Ichika-chan is surprisingly lustful. Perhaps you have experience." Ichika squeezed her eyes shut in shame, acutely aware of her body's shameful reactions. But she refused to acknowledge the perverted woman. She now understood she would be completely undressed. Sili had dressed her like this specifically to toy with her. "How about this? You answer one question, and I'll stop bothering you, okay?" Sili said, removing the gag from Ichika's mouth. The saliva filling Ichika's mouth gushed out. She coughed several times, her bound body trembling violently, and it took her a while to recover. "Ugh, you, what... what do you want to know?" "Mmmphh... mmmphh... mmmphh...!!!" Regaining consciousness, Yotsuba found her body completely unresponsive. Her limbs felt as if they were sinking in cement, impossible to move, and her mouth and lower body were incredibly swollen. [W-what is this! What's happening!!!] Yotsuba was clad only in revealing undergarments. Her hands were forced into fists, her small hands encased in black fingerless gloves. Her arms were bent backward at the elbows, bound with rope in a spiral from below, and her long, shapely legs were folded, knees bent, with rope cinched from the knees upwards, finally tying her ankles to her inner thighs. Not only that, but her limbs were also wrapped in black leather cuffs, secured with straps on the outside, preventing her from separating her elbows. Her white sneakers had been removed, and even her socks were gone, leaving her bare feet propped high, twitching restlessly, bearing faint traces of sweat. [W-what, how did I end up like this!?] "Mmm... ugh~ mmm?!" This was the first time she had been restrained in such an uncomfortable position, and completely undressed. Yotsuba's cheeks flushed intensely, her bright, expressive eyes filled with defiance and shame under the constraint. "Cough, ah!" A brown collar was fastened around her neck. It wasn't leather; it had intricate circuitry that glowed green, clearly a rigid electronic device digging into her throat. The tightness severely restricted her breathing. "Ugh... mmmph... huff..." Forced to lie on the ground, her body's restraint compelled her to rest on her elbows and knees like a dog. A brown corset tightly cinched her slender waist, making her breathing even more difficult. [Right, I need to call for help!] Yotsuba tried to call out, but found her mouth wouldn't close. A large, hollow white ball gag filled her mouth completely, stretching it to its limit. All she could emit were soft, seductive moans. Saliva dripped uncontrollably from the gag onto the floor. The leather straps of the gag were tightly fastened at the back of her head, making it impossible for her to dislodge the ball. [Mmmph... this taste is!] As she continued to drool, Yotsuba noticed a salty taste in her mouth. Recalling her missing socks, she immediately understood what was happening. A wave of nausea washed over her, causing her to retch, but with the gag in place, she couldn't expel anything. While struggling, Yotsuba began to piece things together. She had been drugged and then bound like this. But after so long, no one had come. Perhaps the perpetrator simply held a grudge and wanted to humiliate her this way. After all, if she were discovered, it would be social suicide. Fortunately, there were no classes today, so not many people would be around. It was also getting late, so it was unlikely anyone would find her. However, this presented another problem: Yotsuba was absolutely incapable of freeing herself from this predicament alone. But with the school almost closed, no one would be here. The hallway lights were already off. [No, I have to get out...] After much deliberation, Yotsuba decided to go out and find someone for help. Despite the extreme shame, waiting for the mastermind here was worse. With that thought, Yotsuba shakily used her unaccustomed limbs to support herself. Humans are bipedal creatures, so being forced onto all fours, Yotsuba took ten minutes just to begin moving slowly. To avoid falling, she took very slow steps, meaning a door that would normally take a few steps to reach took her ten minutes. [Thank goodness... the door... isn't closed...] Yotsuba was relieved, as she couldn't reach the doorknob in her current state. Just as she managed to push the locker room door open with her head and crawl out, an unexpected event occurred. A strong stimulation suddenly came from her lower body, as if someone was poking her private parts with a stick and vibrating and rotating it inside. "Mmm... mmmph?! Mmmph mmmph!!!!" Yotsuba's tightly bound body thrashed violently, but it was useless, only causing her to sweat profusely. Poor Yotsuba couldn't see her own rear. The immense stimulation she was experiencing was due to two large vibrating dildos inserted into her pussy and ass respectively. The dildo in her rear was connected to a brown dog tail. As the two devices in her lower body pushed her towards the peak of female pleasure, Yotsuba, confined in the secret room, inevitably experienced her first orgasm after a series of high-pitched moans. Her pussy gushed with fluids, gradually pooling on the floor. The room became increasingly filled with a decadent aroma. "Mmmph... mmmph mmmph..." Yotsuba let out a string of muffled moans, her eyes rolling back, nearly passing out. Although the two vibrators stopped working, this first experience had drained much of Yotsuba's strength, leaving her unable to stand. Time ticked by, and gradually, Yotsuba's arms and legs began to feel numb. The sock in her mouth, having absorbed saliva, grew increasingly swollen. "Mmmph mmmph?! Hmmm~!" [No... I have to hurry...] Yotsuba knew that if she exhausted her strength here, she would never be able to crawl out. So, she shakily supported her body with her limbs and got up again. What Yotsuba didn't know was that her restraints were more than just a simple set of bindings. The first function activated the moment she left the locker room. From this point on, Yotsuba would lose the opportunity to rest. If she crawled too slowly or stopped, the device would reactivate. [Ah! Down there, down there?!] Intense pleasure threatened to overwhelm Yotsuba. Her lower body was slick, dripping. Despite her good physical condition, maintaining this state was rapidly depleting her energy. But if she stopped to rest, she would face the vibrators' discipline. Each stimulation caused her body to writhe and struggle uncontrollably. Her once clear voice had transformed into seductive, alluring moans. Through Yotsuba's relentless efforts, she finally reached the end of the dozens of meters of corridor. Exhausted, she collapsed onto the cold floor. Perhaps out of pity, the vibrators beneath her stopped working, allowing the utterly spent Yotsuba a moment of rest. [Finally... is anyone there...!] Sanjou's eyes were already teary-eyed, and with another sudden stimulation coming from her lower body, Celie had the jumper/egg switch being flipped on again. Buzzing- "Oomph!!!" Since her arms and legs were starting to go numb, all Sanjou could do was wriggle her willowy back. Celie also got interested and sat beside Sanjou and started some small movements, poking Sanjou's breasts, pinching the soft flesh of her waist, and even gently tickling Sanjou's feet from time to time. "Ooooohhhh ...... oooohh ......" This every now and then a little stimulation let Sanjiu lost her composure, at first Sanjiu was still trying to resist, but as the stimulation of the whole body in all directions became more and more obvious, Sanjiu's struggle amplitude went down, because she felt that the bottom is a little bad again. Sealy wanted this effect, she saw Sanjou's whole body was trembling slightly, and the blush on her face was getting deeper and deeper. Sanjou's consciousness was getting a little hazy, and the petulant cries coming out of her mouth became moaning and panting. Sanjou who had experienced it once also knew what it felt like, but he instinctively looked to resist it, she didn't want to appear in that shriveled state once again. But it was not to be, in front of the master of Siri, Sanjiu was like a sheep that had been stripped naked. Finally she lost the strength to hold on, her whole body trembled and convulsed, her lower body spewed out a bubbling liquid, tears also flowed out. Ciri wiped away the tears from the corner of Sanjou's eyes and turned off the switch, letting Sanjou rest off to the side. "Oooh!!! Ummm!!! Aside from walking Shikiba with her every day, admiring this last one's dilemma was one of Seelie's greatest pleasures. May's daily routine was just as restless as Erina's, so Ciri gave her special care as well. May's arms were stretched behind her head, her wrists pressed together and bound tightly, her fingers tied in a ball of rope that prevented her from straightening. The ropes bound May's lower and upper arms together, which prevented the young girl from straightening her arms. The ropes crossed May's shoulders and upper arms before joining with the ropes at her wrists. Tied in an ∞ shape above and below her breasts, the sides of the rope hang down in front of May's body. The rope path of Kamehameha was braided with knots on all parts of the girl's upper body. Siri did not use the rope to strangle May's lower body, but directly folded her pair of slender legs and small legs to start tying them with rope separately. Thighs and calves were folded and bound together, and bare feet were folded and bound together at the base of the thighs. Beneath May's body was a triangular wooden horse. The young girl was pulled by the ropes and sat on the wooden horse. May was bound with her legs spread thighs and calves folded together in a perfect position for riding the wooden horse. The ropes were tied and tightened at May's knees and at the base of her thighs and at her ankles. The ropes were then tied to several iron rings on the sides of the wooden horse, thus rendering May's legs completely useless. No longer could she get off the wooden horse under her own power. "Wooooo?! Wooooooooooo！！！！！" May's back stayed bent over as a set of very elastic straps were secured to the wooden horse and then fastened around the back of her waist. This made it impossible for her to straighten her back as it was forced to bend at the waist, but her upper body was slumped forward due to her bondage position, but May's long hair was secured to the end of the wooden horse, forcing her to raise her head. She was in a very humiliating position, but every time she sat up just a little bit more, a sudden thrill of friction would come from her crotch. May's clothes had long since been stripped off, her upper body replaced by an almost transparent pink halter dress that showed half her breasts at the top, barely covered her small rounded buttocks at the bottom, and left her with only a pair of white panties underneath. Celie also hung two weights under May's knees, which added to May's woes. May had never been exposed to anything so exciting. With the tightness of her entire body as well as her lower body and the constant stimulation, May was instead the first of her sisters to leak, and to this day, there was still isn't liquid running down her thighs. "Mmmmmm ...... oooh~~" A gag went deep into her throat, restricting May's ability to speak while pressing her tongue to the bottom. Celie circled May a few times, viewing her opponent's hard struggles from every angle, before finally stopping and whispering sarcastically in the immobilized May's ear with a smile full of mockery. "How's that? Ms. Demented May, is it fun to make a fool of yourself? Doesn't it feel exciting?" Ciri's words deeply irritated May, and she glared fiercely at the other party. But there was no denying what the other said, the other sisters were at least kidnapped here, only she was the one who tied herself up and let others take her away, a 'cocoon' in the true sense of the word, every time she thought about it, May was overwhelmed with remorse and shame, especially those ropes were still on her body even now, reminding her all the time to recall that afternoon. "Woo? WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" May frowned and cried out at Celie, while the other woman laughed and lifted her hand to pinch Celie as she reached up and stroked May's large and small legs that were folded and bound together in a constant quiver. "Miss May usually eat a little too much ah, you can be a few other sisters to be much fatter." Hearing this May looked viciously at Celie, but unfortunately her eyes couldn't attack, and now her flushed face and constantly trembling petite body were also completely unintimidating, Celie looked at May's big white rabbit that was swaying from left to right with the writhing of her body, and seemed to have thought of another bad idea, taking two things from a shelf on one side, and walked towards the horrified-faced May with a smile on her face. A few minutes later ...... "Ooo~hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" At this moment, her protruding breasts had two jump/eggs affixed to them by those Ciri's bad taste, and they were now buzzing and vibrating, along with the two meatbags shaking slightly. Behind her buttocks, there was an automatic spanking device, and every ten seconds that board would automatically slap it, and with no clothes separating them in May, her rosy buttocks were completely exposed, making her feel quite ashamed of herself. "Oooooh! At the moment, May's whole body was writhing in excitement, her mouth could no longer close, drool was running down from the corners of her mouth in a stream, and now it had long since been flung all over the place. Quickly stop! Stop!!! However, May's inner cries were not rewarded with sympathy from the machine. She could only be forced to endure the stimulation all over her body without being able to react at all. As Hayasaka was halfway through her sentence, she suddenly felt a wave of dizziness and instinctively reached out to steady herself against the wall. When she looked up, she found Kaguya staring at her with an unusual gaze. "Kaguya... sama... what is this..." Her consciousness was fading, and Hayasaka could barely stand, yet Kaguya was smiling at her personal maid, her agate-like eyes glinting with an unfathomable meaning. "I've been thinking about that time these past few days, and I really have to thank you, Hayasaka, for coming to my rescue. So I thought..." Before Hayasaka completely lost consciousness, she saw Kaguya's slightly unhinged smile. "It's necessary for you to experience it too." At this moment, Hayasaka Ai, her consciousness gone, her entire body crashed heavily to the ground. Kaguya, quick as lightning, caught her. While she wanted to "get back at" Hayasaka, she didn't want her to get hurt. Looking closely, Kaguya realized Hayasaka was quite beautiful. Although they were together every day, opportunities for such close contact were rare. Her sky-blue eyes were closed, and her golden hair cascaded down her temples, slightly disheveled. Her fair skin and delicate features formed an incredibly handsome face. Her thin lips were pressed together, and combined with her maid uniform, an aura of abstinence and aloofness emanated from her. Then, Kaguya's gaze gradually moved down to her chest... Silence filled the room. Although silence and sound were contradictory, they perfectly described the current situation. If Hayasaka were awake, she would surely feel Kaguya suppressing some inexpressible emotion, and it was directed at her. "I... I'm still growing too, and in the future... I might not lose!" Kaguya was also quite frustrated. Her mother had died early, so Hayasaka's mother was also Kaguya's wet nurse. They had grown up together, so what did she eat to be so different! "Hmph... Don't think I'll go easy on you." Since she had already started, she wouldn't just be looking at Hayasaka's sleeping face. Kaguya's hands were not idle, constantly caressing her breasts and hips, gently pulling at Hayasaka's uniform, stripping it off. At the same time, the panties and stockings that covered her lower body were also removed by Kaguya. Kaguya's arm easily encircled Hayasaka's slender waist, pulling her struggling, long body into her embrace. Her gaze fell upon Hayasaka's red lips. "Hmph, but you dared to stuff my mouth with stockings. This time, I won't let you off easy either." Kaguya pried open Hayasaka's pearly white teeth and stuffed a wad of crumpled panties and soft stockings, mixed with Hayasaka's own body heat, tightly into the girl Hayasaka's delicate body was tossed onto the bed, swaddled in thick blankets, making it stiflingly hot. Hayasaka, naturally, was extremely uncomfortable. She whimpered a few times, feeling wronged, but couldn't utter a sound, as a large, red gag ball filled her tender, cherry-red lips. "Mmm-wooo-mmm-mmm!" The girl moaned shyly, sweat already mingling with her saliva and dripping down. Hayasaka writhed, seemingly trying to escape the confines of the quilt, but her body, bound beneath the blankets, was also tightly restrained. Hayasaka's hands were bound behind her neck in a reverse prayer position, her forearms pressed against her slightly concave spine. Ropes were wrapped around her neck, securing her wrists. The sturdy hemp rope dug deeply into her skin, making her once smooth forearms uneven and bumpy like a string of gourds. Her slender forearms were bound together with no gaps. "Wooo, cough, cooough, woo..." Every time Hayasaka twisted and struggled, she pulled at the loop around her neck. This meant that even a slight movement would cause her to uncontrollably gasp for air, plunging her into the agony of suffocation. (Damn it, I can't put any force into it...) Hayasaka was almost completely naked. Ropes passed under her armpits, cinching her breasts. Under Kaguya's increasingly skilled hands, the ropes were tied in an '8' shape, binding her ample, snow-white breasts until Fubuki's limbs were freed, and for a moment, she was disoriented. But before she could react, the black substance was flung at her like a bucket of water, catching her completely off guard. As the material clung to her skin, Fubuki realized it wasn't water at all, but a sticky, gelatinous liquid! "What! What is this stuff?!" The liquid turned a dark green upon contact with Fubuki's body. Driven by an instinctual revulsion, she tried to brush it off, subconsciously activating her telekinesis. This seemed to trigger a signal in the liquid. The latex spilled on the floor enveloped Fubuki's small feet, gradually creeping upwards, dressing her in a thick pair of latex stockings. "Damn it! Get off me!" Fubuki reached for the stocking on her leg, trying to pull it off. But no matter how she tugged at the form-fitting latex, it remained stuck to her skin. As if sensing her resistance, the latex began to spread even faster. Soon, the dark green substance completely encased Fubuki's legs. "Don't rush, there's more fun to come!" The Great Eye, floating in the air, said with a smile. As Fubuki's fingers touched the liquid, it began to creep up her arm. The gelatinous substance extended over her body as if alive, quickly seeping into her pajamas and underwear, finally covering Fubuki entirely, forming a seamless, full-body latex suit. This suit perfectly encased Fubuki's body. The surface of the latex became smooth and flat, clinging to every inch of the heroine's skin. Not only between her toes and fingers, but even her nipples were accentuated, appearing large and taut, visually striking. The latex suit fit her body flawlessly, as if it were her natural skin, smooth, delicate, and wrinkle-free. It was as if she were a sexy black angel with a devilish figure, clad in latex. "Not bad, Miss Fubuki, you have a truly excellent figure!" The black latex suit clung tightly to Fubuki's bare body, tautening her slightly loose skin. Her long legs were encased in the dark rubber, the curves of her slender calves and shapely thighs clearly visible. It was a breathtaking display of her figure. Of course, Fubuki couldn't appreciate her own body at this moment. She felt the liquid seeping into her nostrils and mouth. She tried to scream, but half her face was already filled with the black liquid. "Mmph... mmph... mmph... mmph..." Soon, the latex on her face solidified. Fubuki felt her mouth being forced open. The situation below was even worse; she felt a cold draft entering the space between her legs, as if it, too, had been forced open like her mouth. (Why is it getting tighter?!) A sudden tightening sensation spread through her entire body. Fubuki helplessly realized she had completely lost control of her body. What had started as her sitting up on the floor became increasingly uncomfortable. "Now that you're dressed, let's add some accessories." The Great Eye threw several more latex balls, which transformed into liquid and flew towards different parts of Fubuki's body. A green corset cinched tightly around Fubuki's waist, constricting it with immense force. With a short whimper from the esper, her waist was reduced by several inches. Her arms were uncontrollably lifted from her sides, pulled behind her back, and then wrist restraints were neatly fastened on her smooth back. Her ten slender fingers were clenched, black silk-like adhesive seeping from between them, solidifying shortly after. Her latex-clad arms were roughly pulled behind her back by telekinesis, her hands clasped together. The "behind-the-back" pose made Fubuki feel as if her arms were about to break. The latex suit on her body seemed to come alive, melting once more. The liquid solidified along her arms, from her fingertips down to her elbows, forming a pair of latex gauntlets. This restraint held Fubuki's arms bent upwards behind her back, the tightening constriction making escape impossible. "Hnnngh!!!" As her elbows were tightened, Fubuki's proud chest was uncontrollably thrust forward. But the changes to her body weren't over. The latex on her legs dissolved again, enveloping Fubuki's legs. The latex began to cover her body bit by bit, starting from her plump thighs, moving up the middle of her thighs, above her knees, below her knees, the middle of her calves, her ankles, her feet, all the way to her toes. "Mmph mmph!! Mmmph ahh!!" With the reinforcement of the latex restraints, Fubuki's legs were forced together and tightened. She felt as if her legs had almost merged, completely unable to separate. Even her toes were encased in latex, making it difficult to even curl them. This position rendered her immobile, let alone able to run. "It seems to be complete. There's still some time before I leave, so please, Miss Fubuki, have a good sleep." "Mmmph! Mmmph mmmph!!" As the leg restraints were completed, the latex suit ceased its movement. The dark green substance tightly encasing Fubuki's body began to constrict further. She felt a wave of heat wash over her, her thoughts becoming sluggish and hazy. The feeling of being bound was incredibly intense, as if the entire world were pressing down on her body. Fubuki felt her body becoming more sensitive, every single hair on her body acutely perceived. (Can't breathe...) Fubuki's eyes began to roll back. The tightening of the corset and chest made her breathing increasingly difficult. Coupled with the collar, her nose twitched, but the oxygen she inhaled grew less and less. "Mmmph mmmph!!!! Mmmph..." After a series of convulsions, Hell Fubuki's body went limp, and she fainted once more. "My... what's happening to me? My body hurts so much..." After some time, Hellish Blizzard's consciousness gradually returned. She felt a pervasive soreness and an indescribable exhaustion. When she tried to move, a sudden tension throughout her body jolted her awake. "Mmph?!" Startled, Blizzard immediately tried to cry out in panic, only to find her mouth filled with a large, hollow green ball. A black latex tube had been forcefully inserted deep into her mouth, stretching her pale lips into a perfect 'O'. The hardened latex forced her mouth open, but now she couldn't utter a single word, all sounds reduced to meaningless mumbles. The gag was adhered to her face by a latex mask, effectively sealing her mouth. Due to the hollow design of the gag, a small amount of saliva inevitably escaped the corners of her mouth, giving her a rather lewd appearance. "Mngh... Mmph?! Mmph!!" Blizzard remained in the same restrained position, sweat beading on her bare skin and seeping into the gaps between her latex suit and flesh, gradually making the once cool and dry suit slick and restrictive. The latex suit, following the contours of her ankles, calves, knees, and thighs, firmly bound and encased her shapely legs. Her incredibly sexy, smooth legs were now bound into a single, rigid column. At this moment, Blizzard seemed to be suspended in mid-air by some supernatural force. Her slender calves dangled as she frantically shook her head left and right, a growing unease stemming from something she sensed below. From beneath the floor, a series of "glug glug" sounds emanated. Several massive, mucus-covered tentacle monsters writhed out from the ground, undulating as if anticipating something. Upon seeing the creatures below, Blizzard's slender body began to writhe uneasily in the air. The latex in her mouth completely stifled her voice. Suddenly, the Great炯眼 appeared beside Blizzard's ear. "These monsters feed on fluids. They have a particular fondness for the bodily fluids of young women. I don't need to tell you what they'll do to your body to get what they want." "You can stay here and think for a few days. I hope by then you'll change your mind." Before Blizzard could even express her thoughts on this statement, the energy supporting her body vanished, and she was dropped. Still restrained, Blizzard rolled a few times upon hitting the ground. She trembled, completely unable to move. As if sensing prey, the tentacle monsters instantly became excited, emitting a series of unintelligible screeches. (No, don't come near me!!!) Blizzard trembled in terror, her bound, delicate body recoiling backward in a desperate attempt to escape. But before she could struggle further, her ankle was ensnared by a tentacle, and her body was lifted into the air. Her thighs and chest were gradually wrapped by tentacles. Blizzard was going mad. She couldn't move at all. The tentacles writhed wantonly over her body, and she was utterly helpless! (Help! Save me, I don't want to be here!!) "Guh! Guh-mmph!!" Blizzard's nipples were immediately seized by two thick, long tentacles. They possessed suction cups, much like an octopus's, and latched onto the twin cherries atop her breasts, beginning to suckle. Blizzard tilted her head back, emitting continuous, humiliated moans. The constant stimulation caused her lower body to grow increasingly aroused. The excited tentacles didn't give Blizzard any respite. Immediately, one tentacle plunged into her slick, dripping core. The slender tentacle gently "stroked" her from within. Though Blizzard tried to resist, clenching her legs or twisting her hips proved futile, only intensifying her arousal. The granular surface of the tentacle continuously abraded her inner walls. "Mmph mmph mmph?!" The stimulation was so intense she couldn't even move. At this moment, she felt something long and thick penetrate her from behind. Under this dual assault, Blizzard could no longer withstand the overwhelming pleasure. Her body tensed, and she released a torrent from her lower half before slumping limply into the air. The activity below ceased, but the action above had just begun. The tentacles withdrew the latex gag from her red lips, and then a soft yet firm new one was skillfully inserted into Blizzard's mouth. These tentacle monsters not only enjoyed consuming the fluids released during a woman's climax but also sweat, milk, saliva, urine, and more. They never refused anything, taking it all. Thus, the remaining tentacles, unable to find an orifice to penetrate, wrapped around Blizzard's arms, slender waist, and alluring legs, their tiny suction cups continuously lapping at her tender skin. "Mmph?! Mmph?! Mmph!!!" Blizzard felt as if her entire body was being licked by countless tongues, a sensation that was both intensely pleasurable and agonizing, making her wish for death. Yet, the physical pleasure only grew stronger. Her long, sensual body, encased in latex, was already drenched in sweat. But what Blizzard found bizarre was that despite wearing the latex suit for some time, her skin, soaked in sweat, showed no adverse reactions. She, who should have long been dehydrated, continued to exude sweat, which then flowed out. The latex suit felt like her own skin, even allowing the sweat secreted by her skin to permeate its surface, supplying the tentacles for absorption. This filled her with unease and a growing sense of dread. "Mmmph oh oh oh oh oh?!" Despite her fear, Blizzard couldn't suppress her sensitive body. After a series of violent spasms, she climaxed again. Crystalline fluids sprayed everywhere, accompanied by her ecstatic screams. The tentacle monsters gave Blizzard almost no chance to catch her breath, continuing their ravenous feeding. Gradually, Blizzard became lost in the tentacles' ministrations, her consciousness blurring. Her body, in rhythm with the tentacles, began to tremble slowly. (Sister... save me...) Harumi, having come this far, had no intention of backing down. Considering the possibility of a trap, Harumi wasn't entirely unprepared. She patted the bag containing her protective gear, took a deep breath, and approached Mari's house. "Huh? The door isn't locked?" At that moment, Mari, lounging on the sofa, was unaware of Harumi, separated only by a wall. Her slender, beautiful legs were hoisted behind her, her well-defined arms pressed together seamlessly. With a sound of unwilling humiliation, a muffled "Mmmph" escaped her lips as her long, slender fingers gently probed. But no matter how much she moved, she remained fixed in place. "Mmmph... Mmmph... Mmm... Mmmph...!" Mari's thighs rubbed together, her hands pressed tightly, wriggling slightly. A large gag filled her mouth, and her eyes and mouth were sealed. Mari, once as cunning as a cat, who loved to toy with others, had finally met her retribution. Her entire body was densely bound with ropes, the only part that could move being her delicate ankles, which she could twitch occasionally. (This thing inside! It's so full and tight? Damn it, these damned women!!!) Mari was filled with shame and fury, close to dying. She couldn't fathom that everything she had meticulously planned had been stolen by that woman, and even the sensitive crevice of her lower body was being plugged and locked. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, desperately wriggling her bound, delicate body on the sofa. If that thick rod was just inserted like this, while it made Mari's lower body incredibly uncomfortable with its fullness and tightness, it at least didn't impede her ability to twist her body and struggle. However, even if she had the strength to struggle, it would be useless. Mari struggled in this humiliating, unwilling manner from dusk until nightfall. The ropes on her body remained as tight as ever, only the sofa becoming damp with saliva and sweat. Now, the exhausted Mari let out faint, weary breaths, her initial anxiety and anger tinged with a hint of helplessness. "Mmm... Mmmph... Mmmph... Mmmph...!" Just as Mari on the sofa struggled forcefully once more, attempting to free even a single finger, a clear knock suddenly sounded from outside the door. *Knock, knock, knock—* "Hello? Mari, as we agreed, I'm here alone." "If you're not here, I'm coming in?" *Creak—* "Mmm... Mmmph... Mmmph... Mmmph... Mmmph...!!" Following that was the "friction" sound of the door opening. Beneath her blindfold, Mari's eyes widened. She instinctively wanted to hide, but the sturdy ropes had already bound her body in a spread-eagle position. She had struggled all afternoon, to the point where her entire body's muscles were exhausted, yet she couldn't move even an inch. "Mmmph... Mmmph! Mmmph... Mmmph!!!" Her alluring calves trembled. The unsuspecting Mari instantly clamped her legs together, suppressing the moans in her throat. Saliva dripped from the edge of the gag. She dared not make a sound. Even if she were to die, she didn't want that annoying senpai to see her in this completely defenseless state. "Mmm... Mmmph... Mmmph... Mmmph...!" Harumi hesitated repeatedly but still pushed open Mari's front door. Considering this might be that little brat's scheme, Harumi proceeded with extreme caution. However, after taking a few steps inside, she heard muffled moans. Recalling the photos Mari had sent, she thought... "Yuzu-chin, is that you? I'm coming to save you... Huh?!" Although she had mentally prepared herself, hearing the sound still threw her off balance. Harumi hurried to the living room, only to find not the Yuzu she longed for, but an unexpected sight. Mari, almost bound into a ball, was already flushed and drenched in sweat when Harumi opened the door. Her nose twitched, struggling to breathe. Her posture, the binding around her chest, and the gag in her mouth restricted her breathing, so Harumi could hear her heavy breaths and the intermittent muffled groans. "Mmm! Haa... Mmm mmm!!" Mari swayed on the sofa, completely unable to see. Over time, her entire body had lost sensation due to the ropes. The only part that felt anything was her lower body, and it had only been two hours since she was bound. For Mari's physique to be stimulated to this extent in just two hours showed the tightness of the binding. Even if she were unbound immediately, she likely wouldn't be able to move her limbs for a while, leaving her completely at the mercy of others. "This is..." The sight of the girl bound into a ball left Harumi momentarily bewildered. To confirm her identity, she slowly reached out and removed Mari's blindfold. "Mmmph mmm! Mmmph...... Mmm mmmph?!" Mari had been desperately trying to conceal her presence, but suddenly, her vision was restored. When she saw the person in the room, her pupils contracted sharply, and she let out a surprised gasp. Her heart sank; the thing she least wanted to face had happened. Lying on the sofa, Mari realized Harumi's gaze was sweeping over her. She inwardly lamented, why of all times, did Taniguchi Harumi have to show up so coincidentally? "Why are you like this in your own home, Mari?" Harumi asked slowly, poking Mari's cheek with her finger. Although the situation was somewhat beyond her expectations, it unexpectedly piqued Harumi's interest. This little devil was always full of schemes, and after causing so much trouble this time, Harumi had long wanted to punish her. "How did you get tied up like this? Speaking of which, the 'H' item sales sometimes have this kind of service... but you're really going all out." Seeing the large rod inserted beneath Mari's body, Harumi covered her mouth with her hand, looking at Mari in surprise. Mari clearly saw from Harumi's eyes that she thought Mari was working, perhaps as a rope model or something similar. "Mmm! Mmmph!" Mari rolled her eyes furiously. That foolish senpai knew perfectly well she wouldn't do such a thing, yet she deliberately said it, clearly intending to tease her. So, she let out a couple of huffs of annoyance and stopped looking at Harumi. But then she immediately remembered the woman still in her room and had to brace herself to respond to Harumi. "Self-entertainment is so boring. Let me help you~" Just as Mari was thinking about how to explain the situation to Harumi and get her to release her, Harumi's voice suddenly cut in, startling Mari. She saw Harumi standing in front of her, a devilish smile on her face, holding two vibrating eggs and a massage wand. "Mmmph mmmph?!" (This woman is asleep! I have to find a way to get out and get help to untie me.) Mei saw another chance to escape. She quickly struggled to get off the bed with her black-stockinged legs, stepped onto the floor, and twisted her delicate body with difficulty to stand up. She then hopped towards the door, a little at a time. "Mmmph~!" As Mei hopped, the rope between her legs began to rub again. But that wasn't the worst part. Mei's cherry lips were once again stuffed with a gag. However, earlier, Mei had been forced by Kuranami Aiko to pleasure her honey-hole, and her mouth was full of Kuranami Aiko's fluids. Now, with the gag stuffed in, she couldn't spit it out, nor did she want to swallow it. The liquid remained in her mouth, making her feel incredibly ashamed and disgusted. "Mmmph! Mmmph~!!" Mei's tightly bound jade legs trembled with each hop, and she gasped for breath twice. With her legs bound so tightly together, her balance was severely affected, so she had to stop occasionally to steady herself. Moreover, each friction stimulated her lower body, causing some liquid to flow down her bound, beautiful legs to the floor with every hop. If Mei, bound in this state, were to fall, it would be difficult for her to get up again, so she had to be extremely careful. "Mmph!" Mei endured the stimulation of the ropes and carefully hopped out of the room, one hop at a time. To find help, she had to force herself to keep hopping towards the depths of the corridor with her tightly bound black-stockinged legs. "Whoosh~ Mmmph mmmph~!" Mei panted heavily, her clear saliva sloshing everywhere with her movements due to the gag. Seeing that she was almost at the door, a sliver of hope finally ignited in Mei's heart. "Oh my, you really are a naughty one." Just as Mei was about to hop to the door with her black-stockinged legs, a surprised voice came from behind her. Uehara Mami, who had just taken a nap, walked over quickly. "Mmph! Mmmph mmmph mmmph!!!" Seeing Uehara Mami rushing towards her, Mei panicked. She desperately kicked her legs forward, and during her frantic movements, her honey-hole was severely squeezed by the rope between her legs, causing her to let out an uncontrollable, high-pitched moan. But how could a girl completely bound, only able to hop forward with her beautiful legs, move as fast as a normal walking woman? Soon, Mei, who was still moaning, was caught by Uehara Mami, who grabbed her. "You were hopping so energetically, I almost didn't catch you! It seems Miss Mei thinks being tied up isn't tight enough!" Uehara Mami tightly embraced Mei's bound delicate body, inhaled the faint scent of her body deeply, and then whispered sinisterly into Mei's ear. "Mmph! Mmmph mmmph!!!" Her chance to escape was lost just like that. Mei's pretty face turned red with unwillingness. Being held by Uehara made her feel even more uncomfortable, and she began to struggle desperately, twisting her delicate body. "Let's have you reunited with the others." Uehara Mami carried the moaning Mei into the large room where she had previously trained them. Mei's eyes widened in shock at the sight of the room, almost to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat. For a moment, the room was filled with the sounds of fragrant, delicate moans. The others were clearly in pain from the ropes binding them. The first was Taniguchi Harumi. Because her legs were very flexible, she was directly tied and fixed to the bed. Uehara Mami had not touched the ropes binding Harumi's upper body, but she had tied her left leg along the bed frame, fixing it so that one of her jade feet was parallel to the railing. Her alluring right leg, wrapped in black stockings, was treated the same way. Her slender legs were forcibly spread apart to the extreme, forming a split. Harumi's legs were pulled to their limits and then tied with ankle ropes. Thus, one could see faint red bloodstains on her delicate ankles. "Mmm... Mmph..." Harumi's pair of black-stockinged, high-heeled beautiful legs were bound by ropes, fixed to the stone pillar in an extreme pose even more exaggerated than a split. Now, let alone using the heels to grind through the ropes, it was a luxury for Harumi's delicate body to even move slightly. Next was Aihara Mei. She was currently tied to the bed in a T-shape by ropes. Her hands were spread apart, and ropes tightly wrapped around her arms were tied to the bed behind her. Her clothes had all been removed. The ropes crossed in front of her chest, forming an X-shape, which made her originally perky breasts stand out even more. Her nipples were very prominent. The ropes extended from her thighs to her ankles, wrapped in countless coils. At this moment, Aihara Mei lowered her head, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, clearly in a state of unconsciousness. "Mmph! Mmmph!!" "Mmph! Mmmph mmmph!!" Yuzu and Mari were tightly bound in a Kote-kote shibari on their upper bodies. Uehara Mami then used ropes to bind their silk-stockinged legs together again, from the root of their thighs to their ankles. Seven or eight sets of ropes bound their silk-stockinged legs without any gaps. Their thighs were also firmly tied to the bed with separate ropes, making them unable to lift them at all. Their slender ankles, bound together, were also tied to the foot of the bed, and had not been untied all night. Such severe restraint made it impossible for them to move at all. "Your mother is already asleep, so we won't disturb her. Today, you'll rest with Miss Yuzu." "Mmmph! Mmmph uhh!!!" Uehara Mami said this as she carried Mei to Yuzu's bed, untied Yuzu, and re-dressed them. The ropes on their legs were untied, and their four legs were tied together in a crossed position. Their upper bodies were also connected by a few ropes. Soon, they could only lie on the bed facing each other in a side-lying position. "Mmmph?!" "Guhmm! Mmmph mmmph!!!" Yuzu blinked her large, watery eyes in panic. She found her sister's face incredibly close. The distance between their pretty faces was so small, it was as if their cheeks were directly touching. Their noses could even feel the hot breath each other exhaled due to their intense panting. After a strenuous The word "daughter" became the last straw that broke Phyllis. Enduring the stimulation, she struggled and stumbled into the car. Passersby found it odd, but Sato didn't give them time to react. He slammed the car door shut and sped away. The onlookers could only shrug it off, unaware that a woman was being kidnapped. "Mmmph! Mmph!" Phyllis crashed into a row of black seats, lying there in disarray. However, Sato hadn't turned off the toy, so the stimulation continued. Phyllis arched her back, then twisted her supple waist. Her calves kicked against the seats, her body trembling violently. Soon, a gush of sweet liquid spurted from her nether regions. Her flushed face was as red as a ripe apple, her eyes hazy as she stared at the car ceiling. "Ngh... Haa... Wooo..." (I really can't escape now... Ah! Down there... again...) Phyllis's bangs, disheveled, clung to her forehead, obscuring half of her left eye. Tears streamed down her face. In her hazy eyes, besides pleasure, there was also helplessness in her desperate situation. Moreover, Phyllis's physical condition was as poor as her daughter's. After walking for several hours, she was already exhausted. (I can't... I really can't... So tired, so tired...) Amidst the pleasure, an endless fatigue enveloped Phyllis. After the climax, Phyllis's vision went black, and she fainted. She awoke to Sato's angry curses. Blinking her eyes open, she saw a shock of fiery red hair. This reminded Phyllis of a friend who had visited with her daughter. She remembered her name was probably "Chizuru." "You slut, don't you dare move!" "Waa... Waa!? Waa!! Waa!!!!" Sato held four sets of leather restraints. Aizawa Chizuru's muscular arms and slender legs struggled in vain as Sato pressed them together, inch by inch. Finally, as the restraints tightened, her delicate joints were completely locked. Aizawa Chizuru's forearms were pressed against her upper arms, her lower legs completely tucked into her thighs. Her slender limbs instantly appeared shorter. She thrashed uncontrollably on her back, her folded limbs flailing. Aizawa Chizuru raised her folded limbs high, struggling desperately, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't separate them even a millimeter. (You bastard! Let go of me!!!) "Weren't you so fierce when you hit me?! Now you're just a lowly bitch!" Sato taunted Aizawa Chizuru, who screamed in a frenzy. After securing all of Aizawa Chizuru's limbs, Sato took out a single tail. The red dog tail had soft fur, and the cylindrical metal at its tip was aimed at Aizawa Chizuru's raised buttocks. Sato held down Aizawa Chizuru's body and aimed the cylinder at her anus, thrusting it in forcefully. "If you're a bitch, then you should wear this too!" "Waa!!? Waa waa!!!" The hard, cold cylinder brutally filled Aizawa Chizuru's intestines. She let out a pained scream, her eyes, filled with rage, suddenly rolled back from the pain. (It hurts! What is this!! Get it out!!) Her sexy, tall body trembled slightly. The metal rod penetrated her rear. It took nearly two minutes for Aizawa Chizuru to recover from the intense pain in her lower body, though her anus still burned. Aizawa Chizuru writhed uncomfortably, but then she felt something inside her intestines. She arched her back, trying to squeeze out the foreign object from her anus. However, the tail was designed to prevent it from falling out, so despite her efforts, she couldn't dislodge it at all. "Haa... Haa... Haa..." Aizawa Chizuru's slender eyebrows were furrowed, her body weakly slumped on the seat. Her proud breasts were compressed into two round balls by her own weight. "It seems you're not quite used to it yet, bitch. But don't worry, I'll train you well in the days to come~" Phyllis Orls watched the scene, trembling, shrinking back in fear. But the cramped car offered no space to hide. Sato also noticed Phyllis Orls, who had woken up. After inserting a vibrator into Aizawa Chizuru's nether regions, he tossed her aside. "Oh, you're awake. It's time to deal with you." Tossed aside, Aizawa Chizuru writhed on the ground, letting out muffled, unwilling groans. Enduring the lingering soreness and the restraints, she struggled hysterically. "Alright, alright, time to put on your 'clothes'." Sato put Phyllis into the same leather restraints as Aizawa Chizuru, then dressed her in custom-made white stockings. They were custom-made because special padding was added at the knee. Then, three straps on each leg folded them up and secured them tightly. Her arms were treated the same way: long white gloves with elbow pads, and her arms were folded and secured. An additional round glove was added to ensure Phyllis's hands remained clenched at all times. After the restraints were complete, Sato lifted the bewildered girl and placed her on the ground. Of course, it was in the manner she was supposed to be – on all fours. This position was too unconventional for Phyllis, and for a moment, she seemed unsure of what was happening, only able to writhe on the ground, discovering she could only remain in this quadrupedal posture. "Compared to that bitch, you, this little cat, are much more docile." Sato placed a yellow cat-ear headband on Phyllis and picked up a yellow tail-shaped butt plug. Using the smart insertion mode of the chastity device, he inserted it with ease. "Mmm! Mmm! Mmm....." The sensation of a Xiao Wu felt as if a centipede was crawling from her neck to her toes, an itchy, unbearable sensation. She wanted to extend her arms to scratch, but it was a futile movement with her sealed limbs. Now that Xiao Wu's body was paralyzed, any slight contact produced a feedback amplified a hundredfold, so Xiao Wu quickly lowered her head to look. "There's something inside my clothes!" Xiao Wu was clearly wearing a tight-fitting garment woven from fabric, but she didn't know when its form had changed. It had transformed into a strange black material she had never seen before, called latex. Unlike her original normal clothing, the latex suit completely encased Xiao Wu's skin. Except for some creases at the joints, it was perfectly taut, as if it had been made to fit Xiao Wu from birth. In addition to the change in her clothes, her original crystal shoes had transformed into black latex high-heeled boots about 15 centimeters tall. The straps on the boots seemed to follow a pattern, but in reality, they had merged with the latex inside, making them impossible to untie. The long skirt at her waist was still there. The belt where she usually kept her weapons and her soul tool had become a leather corset that tightened around Xiao Wu's slender waist, also impossible to remove. The entire latex suit was black and shiny, as if coated with an intoxicatingly fragrant oil. Strangely, there was a large, bulging protrusion in the crotch area of the latex suit. "Ugh, so tight—Ah!" Before Xiao Wu could finish speaking, Jiang Tianling pinched her chin. Don't let Jiang Tianling's short stature fool you; he was quite strong, and his grip made Xiao Wu's cheeks ache. "Alright, my little rabbit, I won't reply to anything you say. From now on, you don't need to speak unless I permit it." "Wha?! Woo woo!!" Xiao Wu frowned, trying to shake her head to break free from Jiang Tianling's hand. But as she opened her mouth, she felt a warm liquid flow in, which then began to solidify due to the cold environment outside her mouth. Xiao Wu still had a mouthful of the liquid she hadn't had time to spit out. It quickly clumped in her open mouth, turning into a yogurt-like texture, then into a viscous soft candy, and finally into a gelatinous mass that filled her entire mouth. "Mmph! Cough! Cough woo!!" Xiao Wu's entire gums and tongue were fixed inside, unable to even let saliva escape. Her jawbone was forced to remain slightly ajar. The liquid eventually solidified into a wax block with a scent of lust, sealing Xiao Wu's mouth. It even maliciously formed a small rod shape inside her oral cavity, reaching all the way to Xiao Wu's throat, making Lai La feel nauseous. If Xiao Wu could use her hands to dig or scratch at the thing in her mouth, she might be able to dislodge it. But she couldn't. All she could do was shake her head in vain, her small hands weakly grasping at the air. "Woo woo! Woo woo woo!!" Xiao Wu shook her head in distress, saliva quickly flowing out from the ring around her mouth, splattering everywhere as she shook her head. (What is all this?! So disgusting...) "I know my little rabbit still wants to break free, but there's no chance, is there?" As Jiang Tianling spoke, he took out a black leather collar and, amidst her weak protest, fastened it around her neck. He then pressed a gem on the back of the collar. Xiao Wu's eyes widened. She felt something small but dispersed within the latex suit's chest and crotch areas wriggling against her skin. "Woo! Woo woo woo!!" Xiao Wu immediately felt sharp pain in her chest and between her legs, mixed with an inexplicable urge. She threw her head back and let out a series of seductive cries, her tone completely different from her previous protests. Looking only at her chest, the sensation was concentrated on the tips of Xiao Wu's latex suit's protrusions, being teased and becoming incredibly excited. Those things looked like a cluster of tiny tentacles, itching, scraping, and even entwining Xiao Wu's nipples, forcing them to become aroused. The protrusion between Xiao Wu's legs was even more like a mollusk. It wrapped its tentacles around the roots of Xiao Wu's thighs and her body, securing itself. It even pried open Xiao Wu's buttocks from the front and inserted its longest tentacle deep inside. Then, it aimed its other end at Xiao Wu's nether regions. With Xiao Wu's muscles spasming, it slowly but deeply and repeatedly entered, rubbing against Xiao Wu's body heat and cavities. (No!! So stimulating?! What is this feeling?!) "Woo woo woo woo! Woo oh oh oh!!" Xiao Wu almost screamed, but the sound she emitted was even smaller than before, because this time the blockage of her mouth was too thorough. Xiao Wu felt a burning heat all over her body. Her face was flushed red, and her sharp gaze gradually became hazy. She felt her breasts swelling uncomfortably, and her lower body was unbearably itchy, making her want to scratch it. That tingling, comfortable sensation soon left Xiao Wu weak all over. In the end, she could only tremble and moan according to her instincts. "What a horny rabbit, collapsing after just a few seconds." Jiang Tianling's eyes held no trace of tenderness or care, only lewdness and contempt. He walked towards Xiao Wu, who had fallen to the side, still bound, and yanked her up. "Woo woo! Woo woo woo!!" As if trying to retort to Jiang Tianling, Xiao Wu struggled with all her might. At this moment, she felt an intense tightness again. Her entire body was bound by ropes, and her arms couldn't move even an inch. The helplessness brought on by the constriction made Xiao Wu despair. "We should be going. Your little princess friend from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School is still waiting." Indescribable gelatinous fluid surged from Jiang Tianling's sleeve. As if sensing prey, the fluid quickly spread over Xiao Wu. The originally thick gel was stretched to its limit, appearing transparent and black. Xiao Wu, encased within, felt her limbs merging together. Further violent struggles became impossible. She could only exert her entire body, shaking her torso violently from the waist up. However, such struggles, under the restriction of the corset limiting her breathing, quickly left Xiao Wu panting. Jiang Tianling directly grabbed Xiao Wu by the ear and, without any tenderness, dragged her away from the Star Dou Great Forest. "Woo woo woo! Woo woo woo woo woo!!" Xiao Wu, bound like a meat dumpling, finally couldn't bear it any longer. Accompanied by the sweet nectar gushing from her honeyed orifice, she reached her first climax. What made Xiao Wu despair was that this was just the beginning. She didn't know how long she would remain in this state, climaxing continuously. (Brother... where are you... save me...) Ning Rongrong, unable to breathe, immediately let out a pained groan. As time passed, she could no longer hold back and suddenly opened her small mouth, gasping for air. The moment Ning Rongrong opened her mouth, Jiang Tianling seized the opportunity and fiercely clamped down on her jaw, preventing her from closing it Kitagawa initially wanted to turn around and check, but at this moment, she discovered that her feet were completely immobile. Unbeknownst to her, bandages had extended from the ones on her feet, burrowing into the ground and fixing her in place. Then, the other bandages also began to change, with a large number of them bursting forth, tightly wrapping around Kitagawa's legs. Silk, swirling and coiling around her, wound upwards in circles with her tightened ankles as the fixed axis. As Kitagawa felt her left ankle being bound and tightened, the bandages, which had been as soft as clouds, suddenly became fierce and domineering. Sharp, rapid sounds of fabric intertwining and rubbing against each other filled the air, and countless bandages accelerated towards Kitagawa, constricting and enveloping her. "Where did all these bandages come from? Stop coming!" Kaká, terrified, waved her arms to block, but it was all in vain. The moment the rose-red silk ribbons touched Kaká, they smoothly wrapped around her arms. Soon, Kaká's delicate, slender shoulders were also locked by the soft, cloud-like silk, and her captured arms felt as if they were being pulled together behind her back. Then came bandages extending from her back, forcefully twisting Kitagawa's other hand behind her and binding her hands together. "What's going on? Hey!?" Kitagawa's hands were clenched into fists and then wrapped by the smooth bandages, her arms bent behind her as if she had been stuffed into a tight glove. While the slippery silk felt pleasant against her skin, this was not the time to enjoy it. Kitagawa was now completely encased in layers of fine, tight silk, a complete mummy, unable to move even her fingers. "I said! This is too much, loosen this thing at once!" The bandages continued to wrap and tighten, and soon Kitagawa's arms were pressed together tightly from her elbows. But as if unsatisfied, the bandages continued to creep upwards, until finally, Kitagawa was covered from her fingertips to her shoulders. The bandages relentlessly consumed Kitagawa's calves, thighs, and lower body, all the way up to her chest and arms. Kitagawa was now tightly wrapped from head to toe, except for her head. Her cute eyes and mouth widened in astonishment, her delicate face filled with disbelief, as if she couldn't comprehend what was happening. "It's... it's too tight! It's so uncomfortable!!" The wrapped parts were not perfectly seamless. Aside from her head being exposed, her pair of pristine white breasts were also free. The pressure from the bandages on her chest and under her breasts made Kitagawa's already ample white rabbits appear even more rounded and full. Continuing downwards, Kitagawa's abdomen was still wrapped in bandages, but at the very top of her bound legs, the small area below her lower abdomen, a rare patch of pinkish moisture beneath her pale skin, was exposed to the air. Then came her originally bare legs. Kitagawa's small feet, calves, and then her thighs, and the private area between her legs were all wrapped in bandages, leaving only Kitagawa's smooth feet exposed. "Let go!!" Kitagawa stretched her toes. Her black toenail polish gleamed, reflecting the dusty light of the room. Her fair insteps appeared even whiter against the dark stockings, and faintly, one could see dense blue lines and protruding subcutaneous vessels. The soles of her feet were naturally rosy. The stockings highlighted the whiteness of her insteps, which in turn accentuated the pinkness and tenderness of her soles. Everything complemented each other perfectly. "Mmm! No, this feels strange." She had deliberately ignored it before. As Kitagawa writhed, the rough bandages continuously chafed her skin, especially her nipples and the opening of her lower body. Waves of tingling pleasure made Kitagawa incredibly agitated at this moment. [Time's up, escape failed] Just as Kitagawa began to grow restless, the glowing screen reappeared before her. Seeing the text on it, Kitagawa finally breathed a sigh of relief. "The game is over, which means I can get out, right?" The experience of this escape room was truly indescribable. Spending an hour without finding any clues made her feel like an idiot, and in the end, she was even restrained like a mummy. She felt truly hateful and the experience was terrible. She vowed to leave a bad review for the company once she got out. Thinking this, Kitagawa stopped struggling and waited for the staff to come and untie her, then escort her out. ... ............ "Wait a minute! Why isn't anyone coming?!" After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Kitagawa's voice was still the only sound in the quiet room. There was no sign of the exit opening, nor did anyone come in. Kitagawa thought in horror. She tried to forcefully break free from the bandages, but they seemed to come alive, tightly binding her and leaving her unable to move an inch. Her mood began to turn tense and panicked. She started to realize she was in danger. Her face gradually turned pale. She remembered the staff asking her to hand over her phone earlier, and now it seemed like everything had been planned from the start. Kitagawa struggled desperately, but the restraint of the bandages only made her feel more powerless. She kept breathing, trying to calm down. But as time passed, Kitagawa grew increasingly anxious and desperate. She began to think about how she could escape this trap and break free from the bandages, but there seemed to be no answer before her. Just as she felt helpless, a faint rustling sound came from the wall behind her, and then the screen reappeared in front of Kitagawa. [Monitoring completion of new mummy, initiating containment] Seeing the letters before her, Kitagawa immediately felt a sense of foreboding. As expected, in the next second, the bandages that had already reached her neck crawled upwards again, moving towards Kitagawa's mouth. "What are you doing, wait! This is illegal detention, I'm going to mmmph! Mmmph!!!" Because Kitagawa's mouth was wide open as she shouted, the bandages targeted this moment. A soft wad of fabric filled her entire mouth, and Kitagawa's cries for help did not stop. After her mouth was stuffed, her shouts immediately turned into muffled whimpers. Kitagawa froze for two seconds. The stuffed, blocked feeling in her mouth made her panic. But at this moment, with her mouth filled with silk stockings, Kitagawa's previously piercing screams now turned into faint, pleasant whimpers, even sounding incredibly helpless. (There's definitely something wrong. Could it be a kidnapping ring?!) With her voice sealed, Kitagawa's mind began to ponder the true nature of this activity. Inadvertently, Kitagawa sat down on the floor. She felt the pressure of the restraints all over her body. Her arms couldn't move, and her legs were forcibly bound together. She wanted to bend over and sit up, but the bandages pulled her back tightly. The only thing she could move was her head, with a very limited range of rotation. Her cries turned into silent whimpers. Her body's twists and struggles, though made with all her might, appeared clumsy and comical. Her breathing grew heavier. The tentative struggles, combined with the sole breathing channel of her nostrils, made her feel chest tightness and dizziness. The slight feeling of oxygen deprivation made her uncomfortable. She tried to relax, slowly drawing oxygen through her nostrils. But the movement of her chest and abdomen was also restricted by the bandages. Coupled with the fear of being trapped in darkness and tight restraint, she began to tremble slightly. Her breathing, which had finally calmed down, became erratic again. "Mmm?!" Just as Kitagawa was desperately trying to breathe, the wall behind her automatically shifted and stood up, bringing Kitagawa's body to a standing position. Her hands were fixed behind her body, and her feet were firmly planted on fixed pedals. Then, a bandage was retrieved from the rear side of the wall. A small, round ball was attached to the bandage. The bandages on both sides of her head pried open Kitagawa's clenched teeth and inserted a small board into her mouth. The ball pressed against the inside of Kitagawa's oral cavity, stretching her throat, and at the same time, the bandage in her mouth completely pressed down on Kitagawa's tongue, forcing her tongue to stick to her lower jaw. "Ugh, cough cough!" (What does this mean? There's more?!) A second piece of equipment appeared from the wall: a corset made of metal strips and leather. Before Kitagawa could understand what was happening, the corset was wrapped around her waist and abdomen. Kitagawa was completely unable to speak, only able to stare with wide eyes, arching her back to alleviate the burning pain in her crotch. Before Kitagawa could fully adapt, two metal pieces flew to her chest. Kitagawa's full, firm breasts were exposed to the air, like pure white jade. Most striking were the tender, pink, delectable nipples surrounded by shallow areolas above. Countless men could only fantasize about playing with and licking them in their dreams. Her breasts, which should have been tightly hidden and protected by a bra and underwear, were now completely unrestrained. The pink, erect, delicate nipples danced up and down with the trembling of the young girl's body. "Mmm... mmm..." Several tears flowed like a stream from the blindfold covering her beautiful eyes. The tears, along with saliva dripping from the gag, trickled down her chin and onto her chest, then seeped into her cleavage. It was cool and ticklish, but the final adornment had arrived for Kitagawa. "Eek!!!" Seeing that brute force was useless, Kitagawa's mind was already breaking from the utterly bizarre restraints. Suddenly, she felt a tightening on her nipples. Simultaneously, pain accompanied by an electric-like pleasure spread throughout her entire body, causing her to involuntarily let out a moan. Kitagawa's two little cherries on her breasts were now tightly clamped by two small, round metal rings. The sides of the metal rings also had a circle of crystals. The metal transformed into a beautiful, ornate piece fixed to Kitagawa's chest. "Mmm... mmm..." Feeling her chest finally quiet down, Kitagawa began to struggle. Though it was useless, she started to cry out, her voice barely audible. As if in response, Kitagawa felt the three cylinders in her lower body begin to vibrate, instantly shattering her last sliver of resistance. The moment the faint vibration sounded, Kitagawa's previously narrowed eyes snapped wide open, and her fixed body trembled slightly. The rods in her lower body began to work simultaneously, and Kitagawa couldn't take it anymore. "Mmm! Mmm-hmm?!!!!" Kitagawa's once straight legs now desperately wanted to lift. The frequency and amplitude of her legs, tightly bound by the restraints, visibly intensified with each rise and fall. Kitagawa's struggles immediately became more violent. Her slender waist and abdomen slightly bulged, and her shapely buttocks, hidden beneath her skirt, writhed and swayed. "Mgh... mmm!! Mmm...!!!" Her delicate honeyed cavity suddenly erupted with a violent, earth-shattering vibration, madly ravaging the tender flesh within Kitagawa's cavity that had never been touched before. The tumultuous vibrations made Kitagawa feel as if her lower body was about to burst from the inside. She could only twist her body in vain, trying to escape the torment. Her body spasmed uncontrollably, and Kitagawa's face was streaked with tears, looking utterly pathetic. (What... what are they doing now!?) The devices all over her body were clearly linked. After the rods in her lower body started working, the power source on her chest also activated, and the patches on her chest began to vibrate wildly with intense stimulation. Kitagawa felt as if ten thousand ants were constantly crawling and rubbing on the tips of her nipples. The indescribable pleasure made Kitagawa struggle even more, with continuous stimulation transmitting into her ample breasts. "Mmm!! Mmm-mmm!!!" The torment from just the nipple brushes and the dildo was enough to send Kitagawa to the brink of ecstasy and death. Yet, she was still able to remain relatively quiet, all thanks to another tube that kept her cherry mouth propped open. The gag in her mouth minimized Kitagawa's moans, while a transparent soft tube extended from one of the small holes in the mask. Pink, unknown liquid occasionally gushed out and was delivered into Kitagawa's mouth through the thin tube. As the liquid flowed into Kitagawa's body, her dulled eyes became filled with terror. However, with her entire body firmly restrained to the point where she couldn't even move her fingers or toes, she could only shed tears of humiliation and watch as the liquid was slowly fed into her gag. "Mmm... mmm... Mmm..." After all the devices were attached to Kitagawa's body, the restraints began to move again. The smooth, slippery restraints seemed to writhe, twist, and rub as if alive. Each rub and pull made a "hissing" sound of stimulation where the silk met her skin, causing Kitagawa's body to tremble uncontrollably. Her body, wrapped and bound by restraints all over, couldn't move freely. She could only endure the wonderful stimulation and pleasure as her body trembled and rubbed within the silk's embrace. "Miss Kitagawa, you probably can't hear me anymore, but thank you for your participation." The staff member's voice echoed in the space again. This time, however, Kitagawa couldn't respond. The multiple stimuli had overloaded her brain, making it unable to process external information. "We can see you're enjoying our escape room. You'll have plenty of time to continue exploring here, and of course, you won't be able to leave." "We hope you have fun in the escape room." As if sensing her fate, Kitagawa's body convulsed and writhed, trying to break free from the restraints. The entanglement and friction of the restraints constantly changed angles and positions, making them cling more closely to her skin, more intimately entwined with Kitagawa's body, allowing her to feel the softness and slipperiness of the silk. Kitagawa felt waves of trembling and pleasure generated by the restraints' entanglement and friction, making her lose control even further. "Mgh! Mgh-mmm!!!" Beneath the layers of silk, her convulsing abdomen and breasts showed her dire situation. Kitagawa's eyes lost focus from the stimulation, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. [Subject 016, Recording Complete] The wall carrying Kitagawa gradually moved deeper into the dark escape room. No matter how much Kitagawa struggled, her body couldn't move an inch. Her face was flushed from being played with by the devices, and her tear-streaked, pitifully beautiful eyes rolled upwards every few minutes. "Mgh! Mmm... Mgh-mmm!! Mmm...!!" Shameful saliva continuously flowed from the small hole of the metal gag blocking her mouth, dripping onto her alluring breasts, drop by drop. Kitagawa's pleas for help, for mercy, and even for release were mercilessly blocked by the gag, leaving only sounds that were a mixture of seductive moans and cries. There were many reasons for Kitagawa's descent into despair: the metal tube inside the gag that constantly stimulated the back of her throat, inducing a gag reflex; the devices covering her breasts that stimulated her nipples; and the vibrator inserted deep into her lower three orifices, which periodically changed its vibration and Rose let out a delighted, seductive laugh and settled onto Joel's bound thighs, wrapping her arms around the rope-bound waist. Joel trembled with rage, but was helpless, a flush of shame and fury rising as the caresses on her breasts brought a flicker of pleasure. "Speaking of which, Miss Joel, your clothes aren't quite finished. Come, let's continue." "Wait, wait!" Before Joel could recover from the shock of being tricked, Rose pulled both her arms behind her, then guided them into a glove. She pulled the opening of the single glove up a bit, then shoved Joel's right hand in as well. The glove's opening was a little tight, and with Joel struggling, it took considerable force for Rose to get both of Joel's arms inside. Joel felt like she could still pull her hands out; it wasn't too tight. But then Rose began to pull the glove upwards. Joel felt the top of the glove reach well above her elbows. "What… what is this thing?!" Joel looked back. Both her elbows were now encased in this strange glove. The glove had several small holes, through which two thin straps were threaded. The taller woman was slowly, inch by inch, tightening the straps. Joel felt her elbows being drawn closer and closer together. At the top of the glove, on each side, was a leather strap. The taller woman pulled the left strap upwards from behind, looped it over Joel's left shoulder, pulled it taut to the right, and then down. It was fastened to a small buckle at the top, pulled as tight as it could go, and threaded through a hole. Then, she repeated the process with the right strap, pulling it tight, threading it through a small hole, and securing it. Only then did Joel feel as if her arms were being hoisted onto her shoulders. "Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?!" Nestled against Rose's body, feeling the rogue woman's hands roaming over her, a deep disgust flickered in Joel's eyes. Even bound, Joel would not surrender meekly. Her body continued to struggle, but her eyes were fixed on Rose. Seizing the moment while Rose was captivated by her gaze, Joel thrashed violently. She first tried to wrench her arms, twisted behind her by Rose, free. But the single glove was like a vise, gripping her wrists tightly. Inside, ropes were wound in circles, digging into her flesh through the silk glove. Her shoulder blades clenched. Even for her, she could feel the tearing pain growing between her skin and flesh. "Give up. That's made of bulletproof material, custom-made for you, to… Ouch!!" Before she could finish, Rose cried out in pain. Joel had noticed and decisively abandoned the struggle with her hands. Instead, she planted one foot on the ground and forcefully kicked backward with the sharp heel of her high-heeled shoe on her left leg. Rose's foot, encased in thick leather, was impaled by a sharp object. Even through the thick, sturdy leather, Rose felt as if her sole had been pierced, an unbearable agony that made her suppress a pained groan. The violent struggle of the beauty in her arms had clearly caught her off guard, and she was hastily thrown off by Joel. "Hiss—! You dare step on me, come back here!!" Enduring the piercing pain in her foot, Rose lifted her other, unharmed leg and fiercely kicked at the bend of Joel's leg. Rose's knee struck Joel's tensed thigh, causing her to lose her balance. Her long, slender, and agile legs buckled, and she fell to her knees. Rose then surged forward with immense strength, pinning her off-balance body to the floor of the dressing room. Joel was clearly furious. Lying on the floor, she writhed her waist, her hips thrusting out, her chest struggling to rise, her head held high, straining against the ropes binding her hands. "What… what do you want?" "What do I want? Of course, I want to take you, you brainless assassin, home as my trophy and pet~" Lying on the floor, Rose's taut knee pressed firmly against Joel's back. Joel kicked her legs, her arms immobile, the aching pain driving her to continue kicking, still trying to throw the woman on her back and regain control. Feeling her limbs unable to move, Joel gritted her teeth and opened her red lips, biting down hard on Rose's palm with her neat, white teeth. A sharp pain shot through Rose, making her almost believe the damned woman had bitten through to the bone. "You… you won't get away with this!!" "Ah! Damn it… let go! Let… go!!" By stimulating Joel's throat, Rose finally managed to free her finger, which had been clamped in Joel's white teeth. But her once-white index and middle fingers now bore clear, deep teeth marks. "You still have the strength to bite? I see you really need some proper discipline. I'll take good care of you later." "As for now, I don't think your sharp tongue needs to speak anymore." Rose held up a gag, a solid red latex ball, and presented it to Joel. Joel understood it was a device to prevent speech, and so she firmly closed her lips, refusing to breathe. Her pretty face turned red as she struggled and twisted in Rose's embrace, her tightly pressed legs kicking wildly up and down, the sharp heels of her shoes clacking against the floor. "What a stubborn woman~ I wonder how long you can last." "Oh, right. A gag won't work well if I just put it in directly. I should stuff something in your mouth first. Let's use this." Rose said, producing a wad of white cloth that looked somewhat familiar to Joel. Joel's chest heaved, her brain already feeling the effects of oxygen deprivation, but she gritted her teeth, refusing to take a breath. Rose reached into the crevice of Joel's thighs, where the rope was digging in, and gave a firm pinch. With her other hand, she ran it along Joel's slender waist, tickling her. The torment made Joel almost pass out. Unable to bear it any longer, she let out a loud, pained cry. Rose immediately stuffed the wad of cloth into Joel's mouth, then pushed the gag in, silencing her completely. "Mmph… Nnnh! Nnh!" With the gag in her mouth, Joel instinctively tried to make a sound, but the cloth and the gag filled her mouth, leaving her only able to emit muffled whimpers. (You! What did you put in my mouth!?) With the gag in place, Rose pulled the straps to the sides of Joel's cheeks and then around the back of her head. To avoid pressing on her hair, she carefully tucked the straps beneath her hair, though one strap emerged from her hair and lay across Joel's head. Rose then pulled the two straps at the base of Joel's jaw together, and Joel immediately felt the gag tighten in her mouth. The gag Rose had put on Joel was a type called a harness gag, known for its strong sense of restraint and difficulty in spitting out. In addition to the straps under her chin, there was another strap that crossed from the sides of her cheeks, meeting above her nose. This strap then went up over Joel's brow, to her forehead, where it joined the strap that had emerged from her hair. Rose tightened the two straps at the top of Joel's head. Joel immediately felt her head being tightly bound by the gag's straps, and the gag in her mouth became incredibly secure, impossible to spit out. "Mmm… Mmm!" Deprived of her voice by the gag, Joel could now only watch, unable to do anything. However, she suddenly thought of something. (Why does it taste a little salty…) (Wait, the cloth in my mouth? It's not… my panties, is it?!) "Alright, as long as you don't make things difficult for my sister." After much deliberation, Aoi decided to compromise with Chika. Not only did the other party hold so much incriminating evidence against her, but she also had the room key. If Aoi refused, Chika would surely turn her attention to her sister. "Such fierce eyes~ I hope this outfit I brought will make you feel a little better." Akane replied with difficulty, unaware of how terrible her mood was. Chika, however, paid no attention to her expression and opened the box she had brought earlier and set aside. "What's wrong, do you like the outfit I meticulously prepared for you?" "This?! How... could I possibly like it, ahhhhhhhh!!!!!" Looking at the pile of gleaming props in the box, and the four pairs of leather restraints placed beside them, Aoi couldn't help but recognize what this so-called outfit was for. It was a dog bondage set. "Chika, you know I was just... with my sister using these things..." Looking at the equipment, Aoi's heart was filled with mixed emotions. At first, she hated it, wishing she could smash her head against the floor and end this humiliation. But as she listened to her sister's moans from the room, Aoi could only suppress her anger deep within. As Aoi remained silent, Chika walked up to her and gently removed her clothes, exposing the girl's delicate body to the air once more. She caressed Aoi's skin, and With gloved hands, Mingyi gently removed the soaked blindfold, her lips curving into a smirk as she gazed at the now ungraceful eyes below. As the wet blindfold was taken off, Lisa's originally languid and intelligent emerald green cat-like eyes were now completely filled with a pink, lustful aura. Mingyi patted Mengya's flushed cheeks, then unbuckled the straps that constricted her face, removing the gag. "So, Mengya, are you satisfied with this arrangement I've prepared for you~" Mingyi's palm fumbled for the vibrator at Mengya's lower body, then violently pulled them out. A large amount of nectar splashed out, causing Mengya to cry out again, too weak to resist, only panting heavily, her beautiful eyes red as she looked at Mingyi. "Mmm... *cough*... Haa..." "Mingyi... you're too rough this time..." Her mouth, bound for hours, was finally freed. Mengya gagged, spitting out a mouthful of saliva mixed with stomach fluid, gasping for breath with extreme exhaustion. Her eyes fixed on Mingyi, who was close by, she managed a weak smile. As Mingyi's teasing words fell, Mengya's hands and feet were finally released from the railings, and she collapsed onto the floor. "Sigh, I wanted to try some more complex bindings, but I didn't bring any ropes. But luckily, I brought something else." Saying this, she opened a box. Inside was a leather S&M restraint suit. Several leather straps, about a finger wide, started from the collar and wove downwards into a diamond-shaped net, connected by round metal rings at the intersections, like a hollowed-out one-piece swimsuit, with no fabric covering the breasts. Looking down, three straps converged into one at the lower abdomen, passing through the crotch, like a thong. "As agreed, today you will obey my commands as my bitch." "So, were you planning to go back on your word just now?" "N-no!" Mengya tightened her thighs a little more, the black silk rubbing together. Between them was a silver thread that had snapped after being opened once. Although she didn't know why Mingyi suddenly decided to do this at school, Mengya didn't object. After all, the stalemate with Peng had also caused her a lot of stress. Mingyi, of course, didn't notice Mengya's little mood and continued to sort through the items in the box. Mengya clicked her tongue inwardly, leaning over to look into the box. At least she was curious about what was inside. "What's wrong, Mengya, are you curious about what's inside?" Seeing Mengya's curious expression, Mingyi opened the box. Inside was a box of various types of adult toys. Their special craftsmanship and materials made them more comfortable to use. "Mengya, this is very impolite. How dare you peek at what your master is opening? As punishment, you must choose the largest toy and insert it into your body." Mengya, whose face had been touched by Mingyi, gritted her teeth, feeling a bit shy. She then opened the box and looked at the array of toys. She slowly searched, pushing aside the vibrators, anal beads, and gags, finally picking out a yellow dildo. Then, she leaned forward, a vibrator in her hand pressed against Mingyi's entrance. The pink rod was forcefully pushed deep into her honey hole, stretching the folds of her canal, causing her to tremble and let out another seductive moan. "Mmm... Nn~ It's too big... Ah..." "Then, Mengyi, hold it tight, don't let it slip out~" Hearing the reassuring words, Mengya slowly relaxed. Mingyi grabbed Mengya's wrists, smiled, and folded her delicate arms, buckling them with straps. "Don't be afraid, now it's time for your legs." Mingyi stood up and began to adorn her little darling's legs, folding and binding them in one smooth motion. Mengya gently moved her bound legs, getting used to the strange sensation. Finally, she used leather cuffs to wrap around her legs and arms, which were tied together. At the end of the cuffs were prepared pads to prevent Mengya from getting injured while "walking." "How is it now? Try walking a bit." "Like this, walk..." Mingyi flipped Mengya over, and her "four limbs" touching the ground felt unexpectedly unreal. In this position, moving forward was already exhausting. Getting up and moving made her sway, trying to find her balance. "Mengya is doing great~" "Hmph, I guess." Mingyi quickly caught up, spread Mengya's thighs, and placed them on her shoulders. Then, she slowly unzipped the end of the tail. This zipper was designed with an adjustable opening to accommodate the tail of a dragon girl, and it fit perfectly now. Unzipping it revealed Mengya's anal opening. "What are you doing?" Mengya's voice was a little weak and trembling, but the busy Mingyi didn't answer. Lubricant, made from her nectar and other fluids, was applied to Mengya's tightened anal opening. Mingyi inserted a string of 10 beads into Mengya's cute anus. Resistance was futile; Mengya had already clenched her anus tightly, but Mingyi always managed to stretch it open and insert another bead. "Wait! Don't... like this!!!" Only when the last bead was inside Mengya's anus did she get a brief respite. Pale green lubricant flowed from her anus, trickling down her black clothing.