Battle Through the Heavens SM Fiction (Part 1: Beginning at Yun Lan)

"Yun Yun! What are you doing!" Xiao Yan shouted abruptly upon seeing Yun Yun's actions. "I don't know how to erase the anger in your heart. All I can offer is myself. If that's still not enough for you, then I..." "Enough! Yun Yun!" Before Yun Yun could finish, Xiao Yan roared, grabbing her hands as she tried to unbutton her clothes. "What do you take me, Xiao Yan, for? What do you take yourself for? Do you think I let the Yun Lan Sect go just for your compensation? Do you think I came to find you today just for your compensation?" "I'm sorry, Xiao Yan. I know I owe you too much. All I can do is try my best to compensate you. I dare not hope for anything else." Facing Xiao Yan's anger, Yun Yun still lowered her head and said meekly. "Good, good!" Xiao Yan laughed in anger, veins bulging on his forehead. He grabbed Yun Yun's collar and roughly threw her onto the bed. "I want to see how you're going to compensate me!" Xiao Yan was truly infuriated by Yun Yun's behavior. He rushed forward and pinned her onto the bed, determined to teach this foolish woman a lesson. Seeing Yun Yun obediently lying on the bed with no intention of resisting, Xiao Yan became even more enraged. He flicked his storage ring and pulled out a bundle of rope. The rope glowed faintly, looking quite eerie. He then grabbed Yun Yun's arms and roughly twisted them behind her back. "Ah, it hurts." Perhaps Xiao Yan used too much force, and Yun Yun cried out in pain. "Shut up!" Xiao Yan ignored Yun Yun's delicate cries and tightly bound her wrists and even her slender forearms behind her. The moment the rope wrapped around her arms, Yun Yun felt the circulation of her Dou Qi instantly stagnate. "This is a special rope made from the skin of a high-level demonic beast. Different ropes can seal different levels of individuals. This one in my hand can seal the Dou Qi of a peak Dou Huang expert. You won't be able to break free even with your Dou Qi." Xiao Yan seemed to have guessed Yun Yun's confusion and explained. Indeed, Yun Yun tried to cut the rope with wind blades but found herself unable to condense any Dou Qi. After tying Yun Yun's hands, Xiao Yan dragged her further onto the bed, positioning her upper body on the mattress. Her long, slender legs dangled off the bed, her lower abdomen pressing against the edge of the bed. Her full, perky buttocks were slightly raised. Xiao Yan raised his hand and, with a "slap," fiercely struck Yun Yun's tender buttocks. "Mmm!" A burning pain shot through her buttocks, but Yun Yun gritted her teeth, only letting out a slight groan. Since childhood, even her teacher, Yun Shan, had never spanked her like this. Although Yun Yun had already resolved to accept whatever Xiao Yan did to compensate him, a sense of humiliation involuntarily arose within her. However, what Yun Yun found strange was that besides the pain, she also faintly felt another peculiar sensation when Xiao Yan spanked her. "Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!" Xiao Yan swung his large palm, delivering several more fierce slaps to Yun Yun's buttocks. Even though Yun Yun tried to endure it, she couldn't withstand the intense pain. Her groans grew louder, and her delicate body couldn't help but writhe and struggle. "Yun Yun! Say you love me!" Xiao Yan delivered another slap to Yun Yun's tender buttocks. "Say it quickly!" "I, I'm sorry, Xiao Yan," Yun Yun choked out, biting her red lips. "I, I don't deserve it." "Whether you deserve it or not is not for you to decide! If I say you deserve it, then you deserve it!" Xiao Yan's eyes were red as he slapped Yun Yun's buttocks again. "Say it, say you love me!" "..." Yun Yun didn't reply, only closing her beautiful eyes. Tears rolled down her exquisite cheeks. "Hmph." Seeing Yun Yun's reaction, Xiao Yan snorted coldly. He suddenly flipped Yun Yun over, making her lie on the bed. "Ah!" Her buttocks, already red and swollen from the spanking, hit the bed, causing Yun Yun to cry out in pain. Xiao Yan seemed not to hear her. He grabbed Yun Yun's legs and spread them apart, revealing the triangular area beneath her nightgown that had made countless men fantasize. "Is it finally... going to begin? Very well, I'll be content if I can compensate you like this, little one." Guessing her fate, Yun Yun offered no resistance. She closed her beautiful eyes, quietly awaiting what was to come. However, after waiting for a long time, the expected did not happen. Yun Yun opened her eyes and found Xiao Yan standing quietly by the bed, looking at her with a look of desolation. After a moment, he sighed and shook his head. Then, he suddenly flipped her over again and began to untie the ropes on her wrists and forearms. "Xiao Yan, what are you..." Yun Yun asked curiously. "Since you're unwilling, I won't force you." After untying the ropes, Xiao Yan put them back into his storage ring. "No, no, Xiao Yan, I'm willing, I'm willing to give myself to you." Yun Yun heard the loneliness in Xiao Yan's voice and quickly grabbed his arm.

"Keep it up, little ones, just one more lap and we're done," Xiao Yan said cheerfully, pacing the room. In his hands, he held two chains, each connected to a collar, which were fastened around the necks of two naked beauties: Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran, whom Xiao Yan had recently taken as his slave girls. The master and disciple pair were in a sorry state. Both were tightly bound by ropes, their arms twisted behind their backs. Their legs were also bound from the upper thighs to their ankles, making even a single step a struggle. Yet, Xiao Yan was now pulling them forward by their neck collars, forcing them to hop forward with their feet together, inching along with great difficulty. To make matters worse, they were fitted with gags and blindfolds, obscuring their vision and making it hard to maintain balance. Each hop was precarious, threatening to send them tumbling. They had already hopped around the room five times in this manner, and Xiao Yan showed no sign of pity. The two women could only let out muffled groans and strain their delicate, bare feet to keep hopping forward. Xiao Yan, meanwhile, was thoroughly enjoying their disheveled yet sexy appearance. Their fully exposed breasts bounced with each hop, incredibly elastic and alluring. Their fair, smooth skin was beaded with sweat from the exertion, making them even more enticing. After finally completing six laps around the room, Xiao Yan clearly wasn't finished. He brought over a large rack, untied their leg bindings, and made them kneel facing each other on it. He then secured their calves to the rack with leather straps. With another rope, he tied the cords around their chests and pulled them taut, forcing the women to bend forward from their kneeling position. Since they were facing each other, their heads bumped together. Xiao Yan then removed their gags and blindfolds. As Yun Yun and Yanran wondered what Xiao Yan would do next, he produced a large, phallic object. "This," he explained, "is a 'double-headed gag.' It's also for blocking the mouth. As the name suggests, you two will have to hold it together." The women gasped. Holding the same gag together meant their mouths would likely touch. This was something they had never even considered. But Xiao Yan wouldn't give them a chance to refuse. He pried open Yun Yun's mouth and roughly inserted one end of the gag. He then did the same for Yanran, shoving the other end into her mouth. Finally, he pushed their heads together. Now, Yun Yun and Yanran were gagged, their lips pressed together, holding the same object. Combined with their current posture, it looked as if they were kneeling and kissing each other on the rack. "Mmmph, mmmph, mmmph," the women moaned indistinctly. They were clearly uncomfortable with this position and the way their mouths were blocked. However, Xiao Yan's next words sent a chill down their spines. "You two will spend the night like this." What? Spend the night like this? Kneeling and "kissing" each other on the rack, maintaining this humiliating and uncomfortable position for an entire night? The women were naturally unwilling, protesting with muffled sounds, but what could they do? Xiao Yan used more ropes to further secure their other body parts to the rack. Thus, the two naked beauties were completely fixed to the rack in this mutually kneeling posture. Xiao Yan walked around them several times with evident satisfaction, as if admiring a piece of art. He caressed their protruding buttocks and tickled the soles of their upturned feet. Under his teasing, the women writhed and moaned. "Oh, little Yun'er is wet again." After a while, Xiao Yan noticed a significant amount of clear liquid flowing from between Yun Yun's legs, dripping slowly to the floor, leaving a glistening trail in the air. He reached in and gently played with the slick, moist flesh, causing Yun Yun's body to tremble violently as if electrocuted. Having teased them enough, Xiao Yan sat on the bed. It was late, and he intended to sleep. But before that, he had something important to do. He felt his soul power was on the verge of a breakthrough. He sat on the bed, meditated, and quickly adjusted his mindset, ignoring the muffled sounds from beside him, and entered a state of cultivation. After some time, Xiao Yan's soul power indeed broke through, reaching a new level. "Excellent! My strength has increased again." Xiao Yan contentedly felt his enhanced soul power. He then looked at the storage ring on his hand. "Since my soul power has strengthened, I should be able to unlock more areas in Teacher's storage ring. Let's see what other treasures you have, Teacher." A wisp of Xiao Yan's soul power entered Yao Lao's storage ring, exploring it carefully. The space within the ring was divided into numerous small rooms. Indeed, with his soul power breakthrough, more rooms opened up to him. He searched them one by one, discovering more cultivation techniques, combat skills, and rare treasures. However, when he entered another small room, he was startled by what he found inside. "This... this is!" Xiao Yan stared in surprise at the items before him: ropes, shackles, chains, foot fetters, torture racks, torture beds, and various strangely shaped instruments. Xiao Yan naturally recognized them as specialized BDSM equipment. He had never imagined that the Dou Qi Continent would have a BDSM culture and tools; he had always thought it was a product of Earth. Even more surprisingly, these items were found in Yao Lao's storage ring. Could Yao Lao also be... "Hahaha, I never expected it! So, Teacher, you're also a kindred spirit! No wonder you're so outwardly reserved. " Xiao Yan laughed heartily, having figured it out. "Teacher, you're really unfair, not telling me anything. You must have known about my inclinations for a long time. Truly, too unkind." Despite his complaints, Xiao Yan was thrilled to have discovered this "treasure trove" left by Yao Lao. He eagerly began to browse through it, looking for anything useful.

When Cai Lin regained consciousness, she felt herself lying on a bed, her head still groggy and aching. She tried to sit up and rub her head, but found it unusually difficult to get up. More importantly, her hands wouldn't move at all. Only when Cai Lin was fully awake did she realize she was tightly bound by ropes. As soon as she tried to cry out, only a muffled "woo woo" sound escaped her lips; her mouth had been gagged by something. "It must be Xiao Yan! That despicable scoundrel, he must have ambushed and knocked me out before tying me up! Shameless! Vulgar! Just you wait until I break free, I'll make you pay!" Cai Lin cursed furiously in her mind after understanding her situation. She then began to carefully examine her bindings, trying to find a way to break free. Her jade arms were tied tightly behind her back and pressed together, leaving no room for even the slightest movement. Looking further down, Cai Lin breathed a slight sigh of relief. Fortunately, her clothes were still on, and there were no signs of them having been tampered with. However, she couldn't shake the feeling that her breasts seemed to have grown larger, even though they were already quite ample. Looking closer, Cai Lin's pretty face couldn't help but flush slightly. It turned out that the ropes had dug deeply into her flesh, into her cleavage, binding her large breasts tightly from the root. This naturally made her proud peaks appear even more prominent, and she felt as though the fabric on her chest could no longer contain her breasts, which were about to burst free. "Xiao Yan, you... pervert! Lecher! Disgusting!" Seeing her delicate body bound in such a hot and alluring pose, even the experienced Cai Lin felt a surge of shame and anger. She cursed Xiao Yan even more fiercely, vowing to teach him a lesson. Looking down at her legs, she saw that beneath the hem of her purple brocade robe, her slender legs, clad in purple stockings, were bound by ropes like bamboo segments, from the top of her thighs to her ankles, in several sections. They were tied so snugly that not an inch of movement was possible. Her high heels seemed to have been removed by Xiao Yan, leaving her beautiful feet exposed. "This little lecher, he's quite skilled at tying people up. He must have learned it practicing with Yun Yun and those two vixen-like women, right?" Looking at her body, which was tightly bound yet the dense ropes weren't messy but rather arranged with a sense of aesthetic beauty, even Cai Lin couldn't help but marvel inwardly. However, after her admiration, she scoffed, "I bet that little lecher and those vixens usually play these vulgar games. Hmph, I'm not like those vixens, and I won't play these perverted games with you. You think these tricks can bind me? Little lecher, did you forget I'm a Dou Zong?" Immediately, Cai Lin circulated her Dou Qi, preparing to break free from the ropes, but... "What's going on? I can't circulate my Dou Qi?" A moment later, Cai Lin discovered that her Dou Qi seemed to have vanished. She couldn't muster even a trace of it. Cai Lin panicked slightly and tried a few more times, but it was still the same. The Dou Qi in her body felt like a stagnant pool, unable to create even the slightest ripple no matter how she circulated it. "Could it be... these ropes? Do these ropes have the effect of sealing Dou Qi?" After a brief moment of panic, Cai Lin quickly understood what was happening and focused her attention on the ropes binding her. "Indeed, these are not ordinary ropes. They can seal a Dou Zong like me. What kind of treasure is this? I don't recall that little lecher having anything like this." However, her initial failure did not dishearten Cai Lin, as she still had other options. "Since Dou Qi won't work, I'll just use brute force. I'm not like you fragile humans. I don't believe these ropes can't be broken." Cai Lin was right. As a peak seventh-tier magical beast, she not only possessed the strength of a Dou Zong but also a physical power far exceeding that of humans. Even without Dou Qi, she could lift rocks several times her own weight with sheer strength. Even Xiao Yan, who trained his body year-round, would be inferior to Cai Lin in this regard. This was also why humans of the same rank often suffered disadvantages when fighting magical beasts. Without hesitation, Cai Lin tensed all the muscles in her body, gathered all her strength, and prepared to snap the ropes. However... Undoubtedly, Cai Lin failed again. This was not surprising, as the ropes Xiao Yan used to bind Cai Lin were made from the hide of a peak eighth-tier magical beast. How could Cai Lin, with the strength of a seventh-grade magical beast, possibly break them? "Damn it, what are these ropes made of? Why are they so strange!" Seeing that brute force was also ineffective, Cai Lin finally panicked. "Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan! You little lecher, have you been harboring ill intentions towards me for a long time? That's why you prepared these things! You had this planned all along!" Despite her curses, Cai Lin didn't want to just sit and wait for death. She began to look around the room, searching for anything that might help her escape. It was then that Cai Lin started to observe her surroundings. It was a room decorated quite warmly and not small. She was lying on a very large bed. Besides the bed, there was a table and some shelves. After surveying the room, Cai Lin did indeed find something useful: a vase on the table. "If I break it and use the shards to cut the ropes, will it work?" Cai Lin thought to herself and began to act. However, reaching the vase was not easy, as the vase was located at almost opposite corners of the room from Cai Lin's position, not a short distance away. She first had to get off the bed, then hop to the table, and then reach for the vase. What would normally be a trivial matter was exceptionally difficult for Cai Lin at this moment. Bound all over, even moving her body was a struggle. After a great deal of effort, she managed to get off the bed and stand on the ground. She then hopped towards the table bit by bit, having to constantly maintain her balance along the way, as falling to the ground would make it even harder to stand up again. Finally reaching the table, Cai Lin laboriously sat on it. Then, she extended her slender and beautiful stocking-clad feet and used her toes to try and reach the vase on the table. The vase was placed far back on the table, making it difficult to reach. Fortunately, Cai Lin's legs were long enough. With the constant nudging of her stocking-clad feet, the vase finally fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. Cai Lin quickly hopped to the ground, picked up a shard, and began to cut the ropes. However, her last shred of hope was soon extinguished. No matter how hard Cai Lin tried to cut, the ropes remained unmoved. At this point, Cai Lin was truly starting to despair.

Blindfolded and unable to see the path ahead, the two women struggled to maintain their balance, stumbling with every hop. Yet, they had already hopped around the room five times in this state, and Xiao Yan showed no signs of pity. All they could do was let out muffled whimpers and hop forward on their tender, bare feet. Xiao Yan, on the other hand, was thoroughly enjoying the sight of their disheveled yet sexy appearance. Especially their fully exposed breasts, which bounced rhythmically with each hop, incredibly elastic. Their fair, delicate bodies were slick with sweat from the strenuous activity, making them even more alluring. After finally completing six laps around the room, Xiao Yan clearly wasn't done playing. He brought over a large frame, unbound their legs, and made them kneel facing each other on it. Then, using the straps on the frame, he secured their calves. With another rope, he tied the cords around their chests and pulled hard downwards. This forced them to maintain a kneeling position while bending over. Since they were kneeling face-to-face, their heads were pushed together. Xiao Yan then removed their gags and blindfolds. As Yun Yun and Yan Ran wondered what Xiao Yan was planning next, he pulled out a large, rod-like object and explained, "This is a 'double-headed gag.' It's also for blocking your mouths. As the name suggests, you two will have to hold it together." Upon hearing this, the two women were shocked. Holding the same gag together meant their mouths would likely touch. This was something they had never even considered. However, Xiao Yan wouldn't give them a chance to refuse. He pried open Yun Yun's mouth and roughly inserted one end of the gag, then did the same for Yan Ran. He then pushed their heads together. In this manner, Yan Ran and Yun Yun were forced to hold the same gag, their lips touching as their mouths were blocked. Combined with their current posture, it looked as if they were kneeling and kissing each other on the frame. "Mmmph, mmmph," the two women let out muffled groans, clearly uncomfortable with the position and the way their mouths were gagged. However, Xiao Yan's next words sent a chill down their spines, "You two will spend the night like this." What? Spend the night like this? Kneeling and "kissing" each other on the frame, maintaining this humiliating and uncomfortable posture for an entire night? The two women were naturally unwilling and protested with muffled whimpers, but what could they do? Xiao Yan used more ropes to further secure their other body parts to the frame. Thus, two completely naked beauties were completely fixed to the frame in this kneeling, kissing posture. Xiao Yan walked around them with satisfaction, as if admiring a piece of art he had created. He caressed their perky buttocks and tickled the soles of their upturned feet. Under his teasing, the two women writhed and let out "mmph" sounds. "Oh, Little Yun'er is wet again." After a bit of teasing, Xiao Yan noticed a considerable amount of clear liquid flowing from between Yun Yun's legs, dripping slowly to the floor, creating a shimmering silver thread in the air. Xiao Yan reached in and played with the wet cleft, causing Yun Yun's body to tremble violently as if electrocuted. After teasing them enough, Xiao Yan sat on the bed. It was late, and he planned to retire. However, before that, Xiao Yan had something important to do. He felt his soul power was on the verge of a breakthrough. He sat cross-legged on the bed, quickly adjusted his mindset, and ignored the muffled sounds from beside him, entering a state of cultivation. After some time, Xiao Yan's soul power indeed broke through, reaching a new level. "Excellent, my strength has increased again." Xiao Yan contentedly felt his strengthened soul power. He then looked at the storage ring on his hand. "Since my soul power has strengthened, I should be able to unlock more areas in Teacher's storage ring. Let's see what other treasures you have, Teacher." A wisp of Xiao Yan's soul power entered Yao Lao's storage ring, exploring it carefully. The space within the ring was divided into many small rooms. Indeed, after his soul power broke through, more rooms opened up to him. He searched them one by one and discovered more cultivation techniques, combat skills, and rare treasures. When he entered another small room, he was startled by what he saw. "This... this is!" Xiao Yan looked at the items placed before him with great surprise: ropes, shackles, chains, foot fetters, torture racks, torture beds, and various strangely shaped torture devices. Xiao Yan naturally knew these were specialized items for BDSM. He just hadn't expected that the Dou Qi Continent would already have a BDSM culture and items, thinking it was a product of Earth. Even more unexpectedly, these items were in Yao Lao's storage ring. Could Yao Lao also be... "Hahaha, I never expected that Teacher, you are also of the same persuasion! No wonder you're so outwardly reserved. " Realizing this, Xiao Yan burst into laughter. "Teacher, you're really unfair, not telling me anything. You must have known about my inclinations for a long time. Truly, too unkind." Despite his complaints, Xiao Yan was excited to have discovered this "treasure trove" left by Yao Lao. He quickly browsed through them, looking for anything he could use. In an exquisite box, he found something similar to an album from Earth. It contained a large number of photos. Xiao Yan flipped through them one by one. In many of the photos, there was a refined middle-aged man, who must have been a young Yao Lao. "I didn't expect Teacher to be quite handsome when he was young," Xiao Yan chuckled. Besides Yao Lao, each photo featured beautiful women tied up in various poses. Xiao Yan counted six different beauties who appeared in the photos, each as stunning as Yun'er, Xun'er, or Medusa. It seemed Yao Lao was quite the womanizer in his youth. Looking at these bound beauties, although their poses and bindings differed in each photo, the happiness, shyness, and obedience on their faces were the same. Clearly, these women, like Yun'er and Yan Ran, had willingly allowed Yao Lao to bind and train them. As for who these women were, he would have to ask Yao Lao himself after rescuing him. "To have managed six beautiful women, Teacher, it seems you are a master in this regard. I must learn from you." Xiao Yan closed the album, shook his head, and sighed with a smile. He then carefully placed the album back in the box. Next, Xiao Yan examined the remaining items. Two of them particularly piqued his interest. One was a dozen neatly stacked bundles of rope. Xiao Yan picked up a bundle and scanned it with his soul power. A large amount of information flooded his mind. "Azure Dragon Rope, made from the tough hide of an eighth-tier peak magical beast, the Sea Azure Dragon. It can bind cultivators up to the peak Dou Zun or eighth-tier peak magical beast transformed individuals, and completely seal their Dou Qi." Then, there was a glittering collar inlaid with various colored jewels. "This collar is crafted from various exotic gems that can suppress Dou Qi. Its core is the magical core of an eighth-tier peak magical beast. The user can control it by forming a soul contract. When worn around the neck, this collar can completely seal the power of a cultivator up to the peak Dou Zun or eighth-tier peak magical beast transformed individual. Furthermore, the collar has a transformation function. It can normally transform into a necklace and be worn around the neck. In this state, it has no sealing ability, but the wearer cannot break free by their own power. As long as the user controls it with Dou Qi, it will transform from a necklace into a collar and instantly seal the wearer's power, rendering them no different from an ordinary person." "Ropes and collars that can bind or seal peak Dou Zun cultivators, my heavens, these are truly good items! I won't have to worry about my insufficient strength anymore. Teacher, the treasures you left are truly excellent." Xiao Yan marveled, holding the two treasures. However, the next moment, he fell into a dilemma. "The items are good, but who should I use them on? Yun'er is so well-behaved, she definitely doesn't need them. Yan Ran is even weaker than me, so she naturally won't need them either. Then who else is there..."

The so-called personality insult is just as Xiao Yan said earlier, he has deprived Nalan Yanran of all the dignity and power as a human being, in Xiao Yan here, Nalan Yanran is not a person, just a bitch, to put it nicely, called "pet". And in the daily life, Xiao Yan has been treating Nalan Yanyan in the way of treating animals, including living in a dog cage, dog bowl, wearing a collar, moving only crawling, must be completely naked, and occasionally let wear a white stocking and so on all sorts of rules, in addition to this, Xiao Yan is also in the uninterrupted brainwashing Nalan Yanyan, instilling into her, "He is a bitch to the master of the Xiaoyan! "It is a great honor to be a pet to Xiao Yan's master" and such thoughts. Mental pressure was generally used in conjunction with physical destruction, picking out some of Nalan Yanran's "mistakes" from time to time, and then punishing her in various ways, while destroying Nalan Yanran's body, it also put her in a state of fear at all times, and she was always worried about whether or not she was making a mistake, and then Nalan Yanran was fearful of Xiao Yan, and this kind of fear would also strengthen Nalan Yanran's fear of Xiao Yan. Fear will also strengthen Nalan Yanran's obedience to Xiao Yan, rooting out the psychology of resistance. This Xiao Yan has already done before, when in order to punish Nalan Yanran because of their own "carelessness" and lead to Yun Yun was color scales attack, and put her in the beams of the room hanging most of the day, pain Nalan Yanran cried out on the spot. There are many other punishments such as these, sometimes the housework is not done cleanly, sometimes it is to forget a sentence to ask for peace, sometimes it is not obedient enough to teach, all of these can be the reason Xiao Yan punished Nalan Yanran, every time Nalan Yanran tormented with rain, crying and begging for forgiveness before giving up. As for the physical destruction, that pattern is more, after all, Xiao Yan in the means of teaching more than one, some before dare not use in the color scale on the body as well as not willing to use in the cloud rhyme on the body of all the means in the body of Nalan Yanyan tried again. Here are only a few examples. Sometimes, Xiao Yan will put Nalan Yanyan like a sandbag hanging up, with a whip, and note that the use of this is not Μ with the harmless erotic whip, but the real real whip, every time the Nalan Yanyan pumping skin open flesh, blood from the wound constantly seeping out, let Nalan Yanyan how to cry and scream to no avail, until she fainted to be willing to give up. In the bottom of Nalan Yanran, a tank of medicinal liquid was placed, these medicinal liquids can quickly recover from the wounds, but the pain brought about is several times stronger than whipping. Every time Xiao Yan whipped Nalan Yanran out, he directly untied the rope hanging her, and put Nalan Yanran, who was covered in blood, directly into the medicinal liquid, every time this happened, Nalan Yanran, who had already been whipped out, would be awakened by the intense pain, and then let out a scream that almost shook through the roof, and the intense pain caused her pretty face to distort a little bit, and she kept struggling in the medicinal liquid, however, her whole body was tied by the rope, and she was not able to jump out of the tank of medicinal liquid, and eventually fainted from pain again. In the end, she fainted from the pain once again. In fact, these pains were already commonplace for Xiao Yan, when he first cultivated, every day he would experience the intense pain of being violently beaten by the medicinal old man and then having his body washed by the medicinal liquid, and after that, Xiao Yan's cultivation was even more painful than this by several times, in comparison, Nalan Yanran, this kind of pampered young lady, cultivated carefully every day under the sect's shelter and this was the reason that she was being thrown further and further away from Xiao Yan. In addition to pain, Xiao Yan also likes to use "itch" to torture Nalan Yanran, after all, Nalan Yanran's degree of ticklishness is not inferior to her teacher Yun Yun. After tying up Nalan Yanran, in the center of her feet, armpits, waist these sensitive areas repeatedly scratching, so that Nalan Yanran laugh almost crazy, this time, Xiao Yan often put on a stocking for Nalan Yanran, because stockings not only increase the itchiness of the center of the feet, but also more comfortable to touch the feel. Every time, he also tickled Nalan Yanran until she fainted before giving up. In addition to this, there is also a trick Xiao Yan also often use, called "furniture placement play", similar to before Xiao Yan Nalan Yanran hanged on the beams of the room for three days this kind of trick, Xiao Yan also often to Nalan Yanran use, after all, Xiao Yan also want to practice, it is not possible to spend all the time in the Nalan Yanran's conditioning. Every time, Xiao Yan will tie Nalan Yanran into a variety of poses, and then thrown somewhere, no longer care about her, sometimes just put an afternoon, but sometimes will be put on a few days. And often, once these postures were tied for a long time, they would be very painful, just like Xiao Yan's previous hanging tie, just using her toes to support the ground, using the rope to strangle her lower body to bear the weight of the whole body and so on, all of which would tie Nalan Yanran to the point that her whole body would be sore and she would even lose her consciousness The most important thing was that all of these pains were chronic, and often she would have to endure a day or even a few days of torment. In addition to this Xiao Yan will also tie Nalan Yanran into a variety of "furniture", sometimes will tie Nalan Yanran into a "floor lamp", hand holding a lamp, to provide lighting to Xiao Yan. Even if the hand lift acid, also can not put down. Sometimes, Xiao Yan will tie Nalan Yanran into a human chair, directly sitting on Nalan Yanran's body, a sit is an afternoon. Even also gave Nalan Yanran to build some specialized boxes, cabinets and so on, locked Nalan Yanran inside, and then in a certain corner of the wall a put is an afternoon or even a few days, it really seems like an ordinary furniture in general, at the mercy of Nalan Yanran how to cry and wail, Xiao Yan even can not hear. In short, Nalan Yanran spent every day in all kinds of bondage, basically only a handful of time to get free, rope and all kinds of restraint tools, replacing the clothes, become Nalan Yanran every day to contact things. Over time, Nalan Yanran gradually became accustomed to the life of being tied up every day. There were many more such conditioning techniques, the list goes on and on. In fact, to summarize it in simple terms, it is Stockholm. Therefore, in Xiao Yan's house, Nalan Yanran's day was usually spent like this. In the morning, Nalan Yanran would be woken up by Xiao Yan in the dog cage, and then she would be pulled out of the dog cage by Xiao Yan holding her collar, and just like walking a dog, she would be led by Xiao Yan, and climbed all the way to the dining room, where she would have breakfast with Xiao Yan. Of course, Xiao Yan was sitting on the table to eat, while Nalan Yanran crawled at Xiao Yan's feet and ate the food in the dog bowl on the floor. And before eating, Nalan Yanran had to kowtow to Xiao Yan and kiss Xiao Yan's toes to thank her master for giving her food, then with Xiao Yan's permission, she got down and ate with her head down. Occasionally, Xiao Yan would also throw a few pieces of her own food into Nalan Yanran's food bowl, while Nalan Yanran had to thank her for all of it. After eating breakfast, is Xiao Yan's cultivation time, this time Xiao Yan will generally put Yanyan "placed" on the side, and then self-concerned cultivation, Yanyan pain "whimpering" sound for Xiao Yan have long been accustomed to. Occasionally Xiao Yan will put Nalan Yanyan part of the freedom, but don't misunderstand, this is not want to let Nalan Yanyan rest, but let Nalan Yanyan cleaning housework, this time Nalan Yanyan often with shackles, like a maid, for Xiao Yan clean up the house, if clean up is not clean, will also be Xiao Yan punishment. After lunch, Xiao Yan will hold Nalan Yanran, to the back of the mountain to "walk", the lush green forest, Nalan Yanran naked, tied into a humanoid dog, elbows and knees to support the body with difficulty, wearing a collar on the neck, was held by Xiao Yan staggered forward to crawl, small mouth was plugged ball plug, can only send out a "whimper". "Whimpering" sound, elbows and knees have been worn out and bleeding, but Xiao Yan still does not have any pity, pulling Nalan Yanran around the back of the mountain to walk around before taking her back, and even in order to humiliate Nalan Yanran, but also specially ordered Nalan Yanran to use the dog's way of peeing in the wilderness, for which, Nalan Yanran have one by one done as they were told.

After leaving the Mittel Auction House, Xiao Yan flew straight to the Xiao family. He landed at the entrance of his own courtyard, glanced around to ensure no one was watching, then pushed open the courtyard gate and entered, closing it securely behind him. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw a young girl

"How do I feel like your pet?" Xiao Yixian mumbled discontentedly. She had been confined to this dim cave, unable to leave. Moreover, being bound all over made it inconvenient to move. All she could do each day was lie on the stone bed, stare at the cave ceiling, and wait for Xiao Yan to "feed" her periodically. She truly felt no different from a caged pet. There was someone who kept her company, but she didn't want to talk to her, and the other person was mostly unable to speak to her anyway. "What are you saying? These are extraordinary times. I've already promised you that once we get to Zhongzhou, you'll return to your normal life," Xiao Yan said with a smile. "Forget it. I think you're just itching to keep me imprisoned like this forever, so you can enjoy the pleasure of keeping me hidden away," Xiao Yixian retorted, her lips pouting, not holding back at all. Having his innermost thoughts so ruthlessly exposed, Xiao Yan chuckled awkwardly and didn't reply. He walked to the bed, picked up Xiao Yixian, and carried her towards the table. Although Xiao Yixian bickered with Xiao Yan, she didn't resist him. Instead, she snuggled obediently into his embrace, letting him carry her to the dining table. After helping Xiao Yixian sit in a chair, Xiao Yan walked deeper into the cave to retrieve his other little treasure. Before he even got close, he heard a series of intense "whimpers" coming from the depths of the cave. Xiao Yan smiled slightly, realizing his little treasure had been trained well and hadn't tried to escape. Approaching the source of the sound, he saw a completely naked, graceful figure. Like Xiao Yixian, she was bound, but she looked much more miserable. She was tied with twice as many ropes as Xiao Yixian, so densely that she was almost wrapped up like a meat dumpling. Her hands were tied behind her back in a "posture of the Guanyin contemplating her reflection," and her thighs and calves were folded together and bound. She was kneeling on a rack, also tightly secured by a large number of ropes. What drew even more attention was what was beneath the rack. It was a machine that resembled a "vibrator." Xiao Yan had designed and built it himself. Its operating principle was similar to that of a vibrator on Earth, but this one was powered by a unique energy crystal from the Dou Qi Continent. Under its continuous operation, two large rods were incessantly thrusting into the two small orifices beneath Cai Lin. It appeared the vibrator had been running for a long time. Judging by the small pool of love fluid that had gathered below, one could guess how many times Cai Lin had climaxed. And it wasn't over yet. Looking further up, on the tips of Cai Lin's two magnificent breasts, each nipple was clamped with a nipple clamp. Hanging from each clamp was a thunder crystal. These were forged for cultivators of the thunder attribute to practice with. Their characteristic was that, like thunder attribute cultivators, they would discharge electricity. As long as Dou Qi was input into them, they would continuously discharge electricity, and the current intensity could be controlled. As for Cai Lin's head, there was nothing to say. Earplugs, blindfold, and gag – the usual set of three – completely deprived her of her sight, hearing, and the ability to speak. Coupled with the continuous electrical stimulation from her nipples, the two unceasing large rods below, and the tight binding all over her body with no gaps, Cai Lin was now merely a beautiful piece of flesh, twitching, climaxing, and moaning under the stimulation of electricity and pleasure, unable to even move. "Little Cai Lin, I'm back. Did you miss me?" Xiao Yan walked up and gently caressed Cai Lin's sweat-drenched body. "You've been tied up here for days, and you still refuse to submit?" Sensing Xiao Yan's arrival, Cai Lin raised her head and let out a few "whimpers" in his direction. Although she couldn't speak, her cries clearly conveyed her unyielding spirit. "As expected, besides tickling the soles of her feet, no other method can make her obedient, can it?" Xiao Yan mused inwardly. However, he didn't dwell on it too much. He wasn't particularly concerned about forcing Cai Lin to submit; it was merely a reason to play with her. Honestly, he didn't want Cai Lin to submit so easily. It was more fun for her to maintain her queenly arrogance. Moreover, strictly speaking, Xiao Yan had already won a few days ago. He was merely giving Cai Lin another chance now. "Alright, I'm going to untie you now and take you out to eat with Xiao Yixian. You'd better behave," Xiao Yan said as he moved behind Cai Lin. He casually placed a hand on the sole of Cai Lin's foot. "Behave yourself during the meal. No messing around, no sulking, and definitely no insolence. Otherwise..." As he said this, the hand on Cai Lin's sole suddenly began to tickle rapidly. While tickling, he continued, "I'll bring a sheep again, just like a few days ago, to lick the soles of your feet. This time, I won't give you any more chances." When she felt Xiao Yan's hand on the sole of her foot, Cai Lin's body tensed violently. Her heart leaped into her throat, and goosebumps rose all over her body. She hadn't been this nervous even during the past few days of torment from Xiao Yan, with the electric shocks, forced orgasms, and whipping. And when Xiao Yan started tickling the soles of her feet again, she immediately struggled violently like a madwoman. Intense muffled laughter erupted from her gagged mouth, and a sense of dread washed over her. She desperately wished Xiao Yan would stop quickly. Fortunately, Xiao Yan only tickled her a few times before stopping, allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief. "Do you understand?" Xiao Yan asked sternly, clapping his hands. Seeing Cai Lin immediately nod obediently, Xiao Yan revealed a satisfied smile. He then untied most of the ropes binding Cai Lin's body and lifted her off the rack. However, he naturally didn't untie the few main ropes binding her body, so Cai Lin was still unable to move. Xiao Yan then carried Cai Lin towards the dining table.

Violet looked down at the dildo, her gaze complex. She reached out, gently caressing its rough surface, her fingertips tracing the still faintly shimmering runes. "Compared to directly signing a master-slave contract, this method, while more troublesome, significantly reduces the effectiveness of absorbing power, and I can't draw strength anytime, anywhere. But there's no better way for now." Her tone held a hint of helplessness. If she could have formed a master-slave contract with Cai Lin, she would have been able to draw Dou Qi from Cai Lin's body at any time, even taking all of Cai Lin's power for herself, leading to far greater cultivation advancements than she had now. However, Cai Lin's will was too stubborn; days of torment had failed to break her, making a forced contract impossible. Now, by transferring Cai Lin's Dou Qi into this dildo through a sacrificial ritual, and then absorbing it, the efficiency was low, but it had still allowed her to successfully step onto the threshold of the Dou Zong realm. Violet stood up, stretching her slightly numb shoulders, feeling the fullness of the newly infused Dou Zong power within her. Her gaze swept across the secret chamber, finally settling on Cai Lin, who lay on a simple wooden bed not far away. She walked over slowly. Cai Lin lay there quietly, the red marks from the ropes still visible on her naked, delicate body. The traces of sweat and bodily fluids mixed on her snow-white skin were a shocking sight. Her chest rose and fell slightly, her breathing weak and rapid, clearly in a state of extreme exhaustion from her Dou Qi being drained and days of torment. At this moment, she was utterly spent, in a deep coma bordering on death. Her delicate brows were slightly furrowed, as if still enduring endless pain in her dreams. Her face was deeply haggard, with faint dark circles visible beneath her eyelids. Yet, even so, her breathtaking beauty remained stunning, her three thousand strands of dark hair spread across the bed, like ink and a waterfall, contrasting with her pale face, making her appear like a withered yet still noble flower. Violet crouched down, extending a slender hand to gently caress Cai Lin's exquisite face. Her fingertips slid down Cai Lin's high nose, touching the soft, cool skin, feeling an unusual tenderness. She narrowed her eyes slightly, a flicker of greed and infatuation flashing within them. She murmured softly, "Truly, devastatingly beautiful..." Her fingers paused at Cai Lin's chin, gently lifting her delicate face for a closer inspection. Cai Lin's lips were slightly parted. Violet couldn't resist lowering her head, her lips lightly pressing against Cai Lin's small mouth. She felt the coolness and softness of Cai Lin's lips, a slight smile curving her own, before deepening the kiss. Her tongue probed into Cai Lin's slightly open mouth, gently stirring her defenseless, fragrant tongue. Cai Lin remained unresponsive, passively enduring the intrusion, unable to even let out a moan in her comatose state. After kissing for a while, Violet straightened up, her gaze moving down Cai Lin's face to her sexy and alluring body. Cai Lin's curves were impeccably perfect, especially her proud breasts, which remained firm and full even in her unconscious state, exuding a fatal temptation. Violet reached out, her hand gently covering Cai Lin's chest, her fingertips slowly kneading the soft, elastic skin, savoring the warmth and delicacy transmitted to her palm, appreciating every inch of this body's beauty. "Tsk tsk, truly a rare gem on the Dou Qi Continent..." Violet praised softly, a mix of admiration and jealousy in her voice. "It's a waste on that brat Xiao Yan, a true squandering of talent." Her fingers paused on Cai Lin's chest, giving a gentle squeeze, a cold smile flashing in her eyes. "But it doesn't matter. When I take you to the headquarters of the Binding Sect, you will belong to me forever. At that time, there will be no Queen Medusa in this world, only my... exclusive plaything." Violet stood up, her gaze lingering on Cai Lin for a moment before she frowned, falling into brief contemplation. She muttered to herself, "Xiao Yan and the Heavenly Poison Girl are already searching for her nearby. If this drags on, there might be complications. I need to move her quickly." With that, she turned and walked to a corner of the secret chamber, bringing back a large wooden chest. The chest was entirely black, with a few obscure runes carved on its surface and a large circular opening at the top, clearly a specially designed transport container. She placed the chest beside Cai Lin and began her preparations. Violet crouched down and first checked the bindings on Cai Lin's upper body. Cai Lin's arms were still bound behind her back, the knots tight, but Violet clearly felt it wasn't secure enough. She took out several faintly glowing ropes from her storage ring. These ropes were made of the same material as those previously used to bind Cai Lin and possessed the special property of sealing Dou Qi. She wound the ropes around Cai Lin's arms, from shoulders to wrists, each loop incredibly tight, the ropes digging deeply into Cai Lin's skin, leaving behind streaks of red marks. She deliberately added several extra loops around Cai Lin's wrists, even binding her fingers, ensuring Cai Lin wouldn't be able to move even a single digit. After checking the bindings on her arms, Violet took out an exquisite black collar, inlaid with a dark blue gem that emitted a faint cold light. She placed the collar around Cai Lin's slender neck, locking it with a "click." The gem then lit up with a faint glow, clearly activating its Dou Qi sealing function. Violet nodded with satisfaction, then formed hand seals and chanted a few words in a low voice. A purple light shot from her fingertips, entering Cai Lin's body. This was a finished sealing technique product awarded to her by the Binding Sect headquarters, powerful enough to seal a Dou Zong, forming an invisible barrier within Cai Lin's body to further suppress her residual Dou Qi flow. Having done this, Violet clapped her hands, a smug smile appearing on her lips. Next, her gaze shifted to Cai Lin's legs. Cai Lin's legs were still in the natural state they had been in after being unbound, long and straight, their skin as white as jade, exuding a fatal allure. Violet crouched down, grabbed Cai Lin's ankles, and slowly lifted her legs, then crossed them. She adjusted Cai Lin's legs into a lotus position, her calves crossed over her thighs, soles facing upwards, exposing the soles of her feet. Once the position was adjusted, Violet took out more ropes and began to wind them around. She started binding from the root of Cai Lin's thighs, the ropes tightening every inch of skin, gradually extending downwards, firmly securing her calves and thighs together. The knots were tied exceptionally complexly, each one repeatedly checked to ensure Cai Lin's legs could not be straightened, leaving no room for even the slightest loosening. After binding, Cai Lin's delicate body was completely molded into a tightly contracted ball, like a work of art bound like a zongzi. Violet stepped back a few paces, crossing her arms, and carefully examined her masterpiece. Cai Lin's current appearance was both helpless and alluring, the ropes constricting her body to reveal her curves. In her unconscious state, she was completely at Violet's mercy. However, Violet frowned, feeling it was still not perfect. She muttered to herself, "Still needs a little more security..." Her gaze fell on Cai Lin's lower body, a sly glint flashing in her eyes. She took out a small vibrator from her storage ring. The vibrator was entirely black, with fine runes carved on its surface, emitting a strange aura. Violet held the vibrator, pressed a button, and it immediately emitted a low "buzzing" sound, beginning to vibrate slightly. She nodded with satisfaction, then crouched down and slowly inserted the vibrator into Cai Lin's small orifice. The moment the vibrator entered, Cai Lin's delicate body trembled slightly. Although still in a deep coma, her body instinctively reacted to this foreign object. Violet pushed the vibrator deep inside, ensuring it was fully embedded, then activated its functions. The vibrator not only began to vibrate continuously but also periodically released weak electrical currents, accompanied by a strange energy that disrupted the flow of Dou Qi. This combination of effects ensured that even if Cai Lin woke up, she would be unable to concentrate enough to break through the seals. Violet stood up, clapped her hands, and looked at Cai Lin with satisfaction. At this moment, Cai Lin was completely controlled by a series of bindings, sealing techniques, a collar, and the vibrator, her strength completely suppressed without any loopholes, making escape during transport impossible. However, throughout this entire process, Cai Lin remained unconscious, her delicate brows furrowed, as if enduring endless torment in her dreams. It was clear that the previous torment and power absorption had indeed left her extremely weak. She was completely unaware that her fate was about to plunge into an abyss. Violet's gaze lingered on her for a moment, then she leaned down and lifted Cai Lin's chin again. She lowered her head, her lips pressing against Cai Lin's small mouth. This kiss was different from the previous one; Violet kissed with unusual seriousness and devotion. Her lips pressed firmly against Cai Lin's, her tongue delving deep into Cai Lin's mouth, greedily stirring her soft, fragrant tongue, savoring every breath within Cai Lin's mouth. Her breathing became rapid, filled with an almost obsessive passion, the kiss deep and lingering. Cai Lin remained unresponsive, passively enduring the intrusion, lacking even the consciousness to resist in her comatose state. Violet kissed for a long time before slowly pulling away, a long silver thread stretching between their lips, shimmering with a crystal-like luster in the dim light before breaking and falling onto Cai Lin's chest. Violet gently patted Cai Lin's pretty face, her finger caressing her cheek. She whispered, "From now on, you are mine. One day, I will make you willingly kiss me." Violet straightened up, a flicker of anticipation in her eyes, then murmured to herself, "During transport, I must have some intimate contact with you." She took off her stockings, still warm from her body heat, emitting a faint fragrance and the scent of her feet. She crumpled the stockings into a ball, squeezed them, then leaned down, pried open Cai Lin's slightly parted mouth, and stuffed the ball of stockings inside. The stockings filled Cai Lin's mouth, puffing out her cheeks and completely blocking her mouth. Violet then took out a black gag ball and placed it over Cai Lin's mouth, tightening the string around her lips to ensure she couldn't make even a sound. This double blockage eliminated the possibility of Cai Lin speaking; even if she woke up, she could only let out meaningless whimpers. Having done this, Violet picked up Cai Lin and placed her bound,粽子-like delicate body into the chest. Ropes and straps had already been prepared inside the chest. Violet wound these restraints around Cai Lin, securing her firmly to the bottom of the chest. The ropes tightened around her waist and shoulders, while straps fastened her legs and chest, ensuring she couldn't move an inch. Cai Lin's exquisite head protruded from the large opening at the top of the chest. In her unconscious state, her delicate brows were still furrowed, her breathtaking face bearing a hint of helpless vulnerability. Violet finally brought a lid, its edges inlaid with runes that perfectly matched the top of the chest. She fastened the lid, locking it with a "click." Cai Lin's head was then completely sealed within the chest, leaving only darkness. Violet patted the chest, a cold smile appearing on her lips, and whispered, "This way, it's foolproof."

At Ya Fei's feet, Na Lan Yan Ran squatted in a humiliating posture, serving as a temporary footrest. She was completely naked, save for a pair of white stockings clinging to her slender legs, accentuating their alluring curves. Her legs were bent and bound, forming a frog-like squat, her thighs and calves tightly secured by ropes. Only the tips of her feet touched the ground, struggling to maintain balance. Her hands were bound in front of her chest, splayed open like a lotus flower, upon which Ya Fei's black-stockinged foot rested. The toes of Ya Fei's foot occasionally brushed against Na Lan Yan Ran's delicate face, with a hint of provocation. More shamefully, a vibrating dildo was inserted into Na Lan Yan Ran's pussy, humming and constantly stimulating her body. Pleasure surged like a tide, causing her delicate body to tremble slightly, her pretty face flushed with shame and forbearance. Her mouth was gagged, preventing her from making any sound, but the fine sweat beading on her forehead and the slight tremors of her body betrayed her struggle. "Yan Ran, do you hear? Your master has made another great contribution," Ya Fei's voice was soft yet laced with a hint of amusement. She gently swayed her black-stockinged foot, her toes tracing across Na Lan Yan Ran's face, eliciting a shiver. "The three elders of Mulian are all dead by his hand, and Yan Luotian almost lost his life. Tsk tsk, Xiao Yan is now the pillar of the Jiama Empire. As his female slave, shouldn't you be happy for him?" Na Lan Yan Ran's face was covered by Ya Fei's black-stockinged foot, her expression unreadable. She could only nod and let out a muffled "woo woo" sound. Her feet were so sore they were almost numb, the balls of her feet aching from supporting her body for so long, feeling as if they no longer belonged to her. The dildo in her pussy vibrated incessantly, sending currents of pleasure through her entire body, blurring her consciousness and causing her to tremble uncontrollably. However, having trained in martial arts since childhood, her sense of balance was excellent, allowing her to remain upright in this humiliating posture. Yet, her body's limits were pushing her to the brink, with cold sweat beading on her forehead. Ya Fei chuckled softly and continued to play with Yan Ran's face with her black-stockinged feet, a playful glint in her eyes. "Yan Ran, you're becoming more obedient by the day. Remember when you broke off your engagement with Xiao Yan, causing him to lose face? Now you're willingly acting as his bitch, and he's entrusted you to me for training. Tell me, are you feeling both ashamed and satisfied right now?" Na Lan Yan Ran clearly felt the smooth, soft touch of Ya Fei's black-stockinged sole against her face. The delicate texture of the stockings rubbed against her skin, carrying a scent that was a mixture of her own body odor and a faint, musky aroma. The smell, both familiar and shameful, sent a tremor through her heart. Her mouth was tightly gagged with a cloth, allowing only low "woo woo" sounds to escape, tinged with a complex mix of forbearance and other emotions. Hearing of Xiao Yan's brilliant victory and his sweeping defeat of the enemy army, Na Lan Yan Ran naturally felt pride and joy for her master. As Xiao Yan's bitch, her adoration and obsession with him deepened further. Seeing this, Ya Fei's smile widened, a flicker of satisfaction in her eyes. She slowly moved her black-stockinged foot away from Na Lan Yan Ran's face, her toes then gently teasing the nipples on Yan Ran's chest. The black-stocking-clad toes skillfully toyed with the sensitive nubs, the sensation transmitted through the thin silk both soft and subtly abrasive. Na Lan Yan Ran's body jolted violently, her delicate frame trembling uncontrollably. The dildo in her pussy vibrated ceaselessly, already making her wet, her arousal flowing down her thighs and leaving a glistening trail on the white stockings. She bit down hard on the gag, suppressing the onslaught of pleasure, fine beads of sweat forming on her forehead, her pretty face flushing a deep crimson. Despite her body's instincts screaming for release, she dared not move an inch, fearing she would disobey Ya Fei's command and ruin the "training" Xiao Yan had entrusted to her. After toying with Na Lan Yan Ran for a while, Ya Fei nodded in satisfaction, seeing her obediently endure the pleasure. She withdrew her foot, gently wiggled her black-stockinged toes, and turned her gaze to the other side of the tent, her voice laced with amusement. "Your Highness the Grand Princess, the crisis for the Jiama Empire has been resolved. Xiao Yan has triumphed over the three empires and his fame has spread far and wide. Are you happy?" However, her only response was a low "woo woo" sound. Ya Fei's lips curved upwards slightly as she slowly stood up, her silk dress swaying gracefully with her movements, accentuating her alluring curves. She walked with elegant steps towards the other side of the tent, where the Grand Princess of the Jiama Empire, Yao Ye, was held. Yao Ye was currently bound in an even more humiliating posture, straddling a wooden horse. The sharp edges of the horse dug into her crotch, concentrating her entire weight on the area of contact, causing unbearable pain and stimulation. Her arms were tightly bound behind her back with ropes, the knots digging into her fair skin and outlining her voluptuous curves. Her legs were folded backward and bound, her ankles pressed tightly against her thighs, rendering her immobile and unable to alleviate the pressure on her crotch. A thick pole was attached to the front of the wooden horse, and a long rod extended from the tip of the pole, currently thrust deep into Yao Ye's mouth, forcing her lips apart and eliciting low "woo woo" sounds. A delicate collar was around her neck, connected by a thin chain to the pole, securing her head and preventing her from struggling, leaving her to passively endure it all. Yao Ye's pretty face was flushed with shame, her long hair disheveled around her shoulders, fine beads of sweat on her forehead. Ya Fei approached Yao Ye, leaned down, and gently caressed Yao Ye's cheek with her slender hand. She whispered, "Your Highness the Grand Princess, look at yourself now. Where is the dignity of royalty? Xiao Yan is now the hero of the Jiama Empire. Tell me, if he saw you like this, would he find it amusing?" Her fingers slid from Yao Ye's cheek to her chin, gently pinching it and forcing Yao Ye to lift her head. Their eyes met, and a flash of anger appeared in Yao Ye's eyes, but due to the gag in her mouth and the restraint of the collar, she could only let out low "woo woo" sounds, tinged with a hint of defiance. Ya Fei chuckled softly, released her hand, and slowly moved behind Yao Ye. Yao Ye's legs were folded backward and bound, her calves pressed tightly against her thighs, her ankles firmly secured by ropes, leaving the soles of her feet exposed to the air. Flesh-colored stockings encased her legs, and the stockings at the soles were slightly yellowed from prolonged combat, with faint traces of sweat visible. Ya Fei's gaze lingered on the soles of Yao Ye's feet for a moment, a flicker of interest in her eyes. She slowly reached out, her fingertips gently touching the sole of Yao Ye's foot, clad in flesh-colored stockings. The soft sole, encased in the stocking, appeared exceptionally sensitive. Ya Fei's fingertips lightly tickled, tracing the slight indentation of the arch. Yao Ye's delicate body jolted violently, as if electrocuted, twisting intensely. The ropes dug into her skin, emitting a faint friction sound. Her mouth was blocked by the rod, allowing only muffled "huhu" laughter to escape, the sound echoing in the tent as her body writhed on the wooden horse. Yao Ye's toes curled and stretched within the stockings, attempting to evade Ya Fei's tickling, but her legs, bound in a folded position, left her with no room to escape. Seeing this, Ya Fei let out a soft laugh, her voice melodious and laced with amusement. "Oh my, I didn't expect the valiant female general of the royal family on the battlefield to be so ticklish?" Her fingers continued to scrape back and forth on the soles of Yao Ye's feet, her touch sometimes light, sometimes heavy, precisely stimulating the sensitive areas of her soles. Yao Ye's delicate body twisted more violently, the flesh-colored stockings creasing, and the friction between sweat and silk made the soles glisten. Her muffled laughter grew more rapid, the "huhu" sounds interspersed with a hint of shame, her pretty face flushed crimson, fine beads of sweat on her forehead. While enduring the pleasant itching from the soles of her feet, Yao Ye angrily glanced at Ya Fei. Ever since she was tricked by Ya Fei last time and accepted Ya Fei's "temporary training," she had been toyed with by Ya Fei for some time. However, gradually, Yao Ye began to sense something was amiss. Every time Ya Fei bound and played with them, the excited and fanatical glint in Ya Fei's eyes always sent a chill down Yao Ye's spine, a strange feeling of unease. She increasingly suspected that Ya Fei's so-called "training for Xiao Yan" was merely an excuse, and Ya Fei's true purpose might be her own indulgence in the pleasure of control and humiliation.

Violet's soles were clearly extremely ticklish. Even as she screamed in agony from the whip, the intense itching sensation on the soles of her feet involuntarily made her let out a mad, choked laugh. "Hahahaha... Ah... Spare me... Hahahaha... No... Stop it..." This torment, a cruel interweaving of pain and itchiness, pushed Violet's consciousness to the brink of collapse. To make matters worse, a hard, vibrating dildo was inserted into her pussy, which was completely exposed due to her inverted position, emitting a high-frequency hum. Pain, itch, and lust – these three torments played out in turns on Violet, leaving her wishing for death but unable to find it. It was evident that Yun Yun and Xiao Yixian harbored a deep hatred for Violet. Their current demeanor was a stark contrast to their usual gentle compliance in front of Xiao Yan. They were no longer docile kittens at Xiao Yan's mercy; dressed in their seductive sailor uniforms and stockings, they resembled two queens, radiating absolute authority, calm yet brutal dominatrices. Perhaps this was the moment one remembered they were Dou Zong powerhouses. If Xiao Yan were to see them now, he would surely be astonished. So, where were Xiao Yan and Cai Lin at this moment? Far from the screams and the lashing within the tent, in a tranquil corner a short distance from the camp, moonlight cascaded like silver gauze by the shimmering stream. The water gurgled over pebbles, emitting a clear, pleasant murmur, accompanied by the occasional chirping of insects, creating a scene starkly different from the tent – a poetic tableau imbued with an extreme sense of ambiguity. Under the serene moonlight, Xiao Yan sat leisurely on the soft grass, leaning against an ancient, nameless tree. His robes were half-open, his back pressed against the rough bark, and in his embrace was the queen who struck fear into the hearts of the entire Northwestern Continent – Medusa Cai Lin. Cai Lin was still tightly bound, the silver collar around her neck glinting coldly in the moonlight, suppressing her terrifying power. To better "adore" this precious darling, Xiao Yan had even removed her hollowed-out sailor uniform from her upper body, leaving her alabaster, elastic torso completely exposed to the cool moonlight, bound by ropes. She wore only a pair of black stockings, thin as cicada wings, outlining the stunning contours of her peerless legs and buttocks. Her bondage position was extremely humiliating and tested her flexibility: her fair arms were tied behind her back with thick, sturdy ropes, digging deeply into the skin of her rounded shoulders and back. Her long, slender legs, encased in black stockings, were folded backward to their maximum extent, her calves almost touching her thighs, the entire leg in a state of extreme flexion. Ropes wrapped around her ankles pulled the folded legs upward, ultimately connecting and binding them to her hands tied behind her back. This extreme binding method allowed Cai Lin's jade feet, clad in black stockings and painted with crimson nail polish, to touch her own hands behind her back. Her entire body was like a folded, exquisite piece of art. Bound in this manner, Cai Lin sat facing Xiao Yan. Her black-stocking-clad thighs were spread apart, and due to the peculiar center of gravity from her folded body, she had to straddle Xiao Yan's firm legs. To maintain balance, her alluring body had to cling tightly to Xiao Yan's embrace. Her impossibly large breasts, enough to make any woman feel inadequate, pressed against Xiao Yan's warm chest, completely uncovered. With her breaths and body tremors, the full flesh of her bosom squeezed and deformed between their bodies, displaying astonishing elasticity and sensuality. Xiao Yan, on the other hand, appeared composed and domineering. His large hands encircled Cai Lin's slender, snake-like waist, and he unceremoniously rested them on her rounded buttocks, encased in black stockings. Through the smooth silk, his hands powerfully kneaded the elastic flesh of her ass, each fingertip's indentation eliciting a tremor from Cai Lin's body. Under the tranquil moonlight, the two, almost pressed together, were locked in a prolonged and passionate kiss. Their warm lips met and clung, constantly shifting angles as they took from each other. In the silent night sky, the sounds of their entwined breaths, the wet smacks of their tongues, and the murmur of the stream echoed clearly. They had been kissing for an unknown duration; everything around them seemed to have faded away. In this vast wilderness, it was as if only they existed between heaven and earth. Cai Lin's eyes were slightly closed, her long lashes trembling in the moonlight. She had now completely accustomed herself to this life of being bound daily, unable to care for herself. To be honest, she had almost forgotten what it felt like to live like a normal person. Her memory occasionally drifted back to the last time she walked and fought like a normal person, which seemed to be when Xiao Yan was in seclusion. Ever since she caught Xiao Yan and Xiao Yixian in the cave and, unexpectedly, was subdued by Xiao Yan's bizarre and domineering binding methods, her life's trajectory had completely shifted. From that moment on, she had never regained a single day of true freedom. First, along with Xiao Yixian, she was imprisoned by Xiao Yan in that dark, damp cave as his "personal property," subjected to the lecher's manipulations day after day. Then, she experienced a change of fortune, captured by Violet of the Great Gan Empire, enduring that hellish torment. It was only after Xiao Yan descended like a divine soldier and rescued her that fate seemed to have merely exchanged her prison for a more sophisticated one. Even now, as Xiao Yan's most beloved female slave, her fate of being constantly bound and imprisoned remained unchanged. Cai Lin was now never without ropes. Her body was like an exquisite doll, manipulated and posed in various ways by Xiao Yan every day. Even when sleeping at night, her restraints were never removed, and she could only feel the man's body heat through the marks left by the ropes. Xiao Yan had also once told Cai Lin with a serious and undeniably domineering tone: unless an extremely significant event occurred, requiring her, the Medusa Queen, to fight or handle critical matters, he would keep her bound and imprisoned by his side in their daily lives. And now, Cai Lin had grown accustomed to this life.

"I heard you've been using my name to play with my women these past few days?" In a dark, cramped space, Xiao Yan sat on a chair, looking at the bound girl opposite him, dressed in a qipao and black stockings. His tone was chilling, yet laced with a hint of amusement. The bound girl was naturally Ya Fei. After bringing Yanran back, Xiao Yan quickly learned the whole story, including how Ya Fei had been impersonating him to "discipline" Yanran, even roping in Yaoye, and knowing all the details of the training. Even Xiao Yan had to admit Ya Fei was a natural mistress, a true Dominant. Though Ya Fei lacked Dou Qi cultivation, her years of experience in the Mittel family, witnessing the ugliness and desires of humanity, had given her a keen talent for breaking a person's will and destroying their defenses with shame. This talent, when applied to arrogant Dou Wangs and even Dou Zongs, produced an effect greater than the sum of its parts. So, upon Ya Fei's return, Xiao Yan immediately bound her and confined her to a private room. Xiao Yan was meticulous. He quickly secured and pacified the defenses within Zhen Gu Pass, ensuring the remnants of the Ten Thousand Scorpion Sect were no longer a threat. After making proper arrangements for his beloved treasures like Cai Lin, Yun Yun, and Xiao Yixian, he leisurely made his way to the secret chamber prepared for Ya Fei, leading to the scene unfolding before him. Ya Fei was bound terribly. Xiao Yan himself had done the work, his methods far more practiced than when he dealt with Nalan Yanran. Her jade-like arms were tightly bound behind her back with thick, tough ropes. The immense pressure forced her arms together, almost pressing them flat against each other, causing her shoulders to indent and even deform. Not only that, but Xiao Yan utilized the height of the space, using a long rope to pull her bound arms upwards, the other end of the rope directly suspended from the ceiling beam. Ya Fei was thus suspended in mid-air. The direction of the rope's pull meant her arms, pulled back and upwards, formed an almost 90-degree angle with her body. This unnatural, contorted posture caused waves of excruciating pain in her shoulders and arms. Muscle fibers felt on the verge of snapping, and the joints creaked with a sickening sound. She felt as if her arms were about to be completely ruined. Fortunately, there was something beneath her feet to support her. However, this was not out of kindness from Xiao Yan to ease her suffering, but rather another, more insidious form of torture. The resting place was not a spacious floor, but a sharpened, slender wooden stake driven deep into the ground. The stake had a minimal contact point, barely enough for the tip of Ya Fei's black-stockinged foot to rest upon. Furthermore, Xiao Yan had calculated the height of the stake with extreme precision. Her bound arms were already pulled to the absolute limit of her endurance, forcing Ya Fei to desperately stretch her toes downwards, using the strength of her toes to support her body. Only by doing so could she slightly alleviate the agonizing pull on her arms and shoulders, reducing the sensation of her body being torn apart. But this meant almost her entire weight was pressing down on that fragile tip of her foot. Ya Fei's toes were already numb with pain, feeling as if they were no longer part of her body. However, if she wanted any relief for her toes, to rest her forefoot or entire foot on the stake for support, the limited height of the stake would inevitably cause her body to descend slightly. This, in turn, would cause her already stretched arms to be pulled even tighter upwards by the rope from the ceiling beam. The sudden, explosive pain, as if her arms were being ripped from her shoulders, nearly made Ya Fei faint. The joints in her shoulders felt on the verge of dislocation. Thus, this unique binding method presented Ya Fei with an impossible dilemma: to find some relief for her arms, her toes had to endure unbearable, piercing pain; to find relief for her feet, her arms and shoulders faced the torture of being torn apart. Under this extreme physical torment and mental pressure, the vibrator, previously inserted into her vulva and emitting a faint hum, became less significant. The pleasure was completely drowned out by the surging tide of pain. Ya Fei had been bound in this position by Xiao Yan for almost a full day. Her delicate body twitched violently and subtly in mid-air. Sweat trickled down her exquisite face, soaking her tight qipao and accentuating her voluptuous, yet violated, curves. Even as Ya Fei's consciousness began to blur, deep down, she dared not harbor any resentment or waver, for she knew Xiao Yan's methods all too well. She understood that impersonating him and playing with his women had crossed a line. Xiao Yan was already being lenient. Any further complaint would likely result in something far more terrifying than mere physical torment, a fate where she could neither live nor die. Ya Fei struggled to shift her weight on the stake, her toes trembling violently. Her black-stockinged feet quivered powerlessly on the tip of the stake, yet she had to hold on with all her might. This repetitive cycle of pain brought her to the brink of collapse. Fortunately, Xiao Yan finally spoke, causing the taut string in Ya Fei's heart to loosen slightly. Having spent years in the auction house, navigating the treacherous world of merchants and power, Ya Fei knew that if the other party was willing to speak, it meant there was room for negotiation, that the dead end she faced was not entirely sealed. Whether she would continue to suffer on the stake or be allowed to live depended on the ensuing negotiation. Xiao Yan stared at Ya Fei's beautiful face, etched with pain yet still forcing a semblance of allure. As if struck by a thought, he casually gestured, and a suction force yanked the foreign object from Ya Fei's mouth – it was her own pair of stockings. The moment her mouth was freed, Ya Fei did not gasp for air or cry out for mercy like an ordinary woman. Disregarding the soreness in her jaw from being gagged for so long, her beautiful eyes flickered, and she immediately spoke in a hoarse, yet extremely sincere and humble voice: "Master... Ya Fei knows her crime. Ya Fei did indeed harbor selfish intentions these past few days, acting presumptuously under your banner." Ya Fei confessed everything frankly, even addressing Xiao Yan as "Master." She knew that before a powerful expert like Xiao Yan, any lie was a path to self-destruction. Instead, she needed to prove her value to him. What was her greatest value now? Not the Mittel family or the auction house behind her, but her ability to help Xiao Yan recruit more female slaves and manage his harem, disciplining them when he was occupied. "But Ya Fei's small intentions were not to betray you, but to prove to you... that besides counting money and hosting auctions, I can also manage the 'assets' you have no time for." Enduring the excruciating pain in her arms as if they were dislocated, her toes pressing firmly against the stake, she continued with sincere conviction, "You are an expert who soars through the heavens. Your energy should be focused on reaching the peak of Dou Qi and dealing with powerful enemies, not wasted on such trivial punishments. In this harem, besides those few beloveds you cherish, the remaining female slaves, though they have given you their bodies, will eventually relapse into arrogance and rebellion if they are not 'nourished' and 'disciplined' for a long time."