The Binding of Beauties in Another World

With a single move, Zhou Shian transmigrated and became the newly enthroned Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, a time of internal strife and external threats, where his life hung by a thread. Fortunately, the System of Female Slave Collection descended in time, allowing him to seize power. By relying on the various peculiar rewards obtained from capturing female slaves, Zhou Shian gradually increased the nation's strength, eventually reigning supreme over the entire Tianyuan Realm. Ning Daixi, the legitimate daughter of the Ning family, who became Empress Dowager before she could even serve him after entering the palace? Bei Mingxue, the rising star of the dynasty, an heroic female general who commanded tens of thousands of troops at the age of 18? An Zhiwei, the gentle and talented scholar renowned for her literary fame? All the stunning beauties of the Great Qian Dynasty have now become humble female slaves in Zhou Shian's "Phoenix Lock Palace," for his amusement and to be abused at will. Furthermore, powerful and professional slave-catching teams were dispatched in all directions. The majestic Empress Ji Mengyao of the Human Saint Dynasty, who held the universe in her grasp? Shangguan Xianrou, the peerless talented woman who assisted the Empress? Capture them and bring them to my palace to be two little watchdogs. The gifted fairies and saintesses from the major holy lands? The Elf Queen and her saintess daughter? Then place you in my dairy farm, to squeeze out sweet and delicious milk for me every day. What? You say you are the little princess of the Dragon Clan and want me to release you quickly? Very well, now I will give you three choices. First: Become my pet, just like the cat-eared twin sisters captured by the Beastmen tribe and the Empress of Qingqiu and her daughter. Second: Become a piece of furniture in my palace, like the heavenly proud daughters of various sects and the princesses and empresses of various kingdoms. Third: Join those stubborn sluts in the chastity chamber to accept abuse and training, and I will release you when I feel like it. Looking at the Empress and the Prime Minister at the door, who were once so high and mighty and noble, they were now two female dogs chained at the entrance. The palace was filled with beauties, either naked or wearing seductive uniforms, tightly bound in various corners. The little Dragon Princess was so terrified that her face turned ashen. In the end, she was bound and became his first Dragon Clan female slave pet, only able to arch her ass and wag her tail begging for his favor daily, awaiting Zhou Shian's potential indulgence at any moment.

Although Ning Daixi felt a subtle, indescribable excitement upon hearing Zhou Shian's intention to put a gag in her mouth and a plug in her anus, a greater part of her was filled with dread. Her mind was consumed by the helplessness she would feel with the gag forced into her mouth and the pain and humiliation of having the plug inserted into her rear. The mere thought of the cold, gleaming plug being roughly thrust into her backside sent a shiver down her spine, causing her pert buttocks to clench tightly without her conscious control. "No... you can't do this! Please, I beg you, spare me! *sob sob sob*... Please!" Ignoring Ning Daixi's pleas, Zhou Shian brought the gag to her lips, intending to force it in. However, Ning Daixi resisted fiercely, clenching her teeth tightly, refusing to let the large red gag enter her mouth no matter how hard Zhou Shian pushed. Furthermore, she adopted a pitiful, utterly wronged expression, her tear-filled eyes wide as she gazed at Zhou Shian with a pleading look. She shook her head frantically, trying to dislodge his hand from her chin and the gag from her mouth. Seeing Ning Daixi's persistent refusal to open her mouth, Zhou Shian's patience began to wear thin. His movements lost their gentleness, becoming exceptionally rough. The hand holding her chin shifted to her soft cheeks, and he squeezed her face fiercely, forcing her mouth open. As Ning Daixi's tightly shut lips were pried open, Zhou Shian seized the opportunity and shoved the gag in. Despite her desperate head shaking, she couldn't prevent it. The gag was disproportionately large for Ning Daixi's small mouth. Anyone looking would have thought it impossible to fit such a gag, larger than her mouth, inside. Yet, Zhou Shian managed to force it in with great difficulty. His actions were brutal; he cared not if her jaw dislocated, nor did he mind her face trembling in pain. Because the gag was so large, Ning Daixi's cherry-like mouth was stretched to its absolute limit. The soft flesh of her beautiful face contorted, her cheeks, with their slight baby fat, stretched taut, creating deep creases on either side of her high nose bridge. Strangely, Ning Daixi's exquisite face, distorted to such an extent, did not appear grotesque. Instead, it exuded an indescribable sense of masochistic pleasure. The broken beauty of her delicate features made her face even more alluring. Her mouth brutally forced open by the gag, Ning Daixi could barely feel her jaw. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at Zhou Shian, her gaze filled with supplication. The words of begging she intended to utter transformed into a series of unintelligible moans. Now stripped of even the right to speak, the more this happened, the more desperately Ning Daixi longed to say something. She cried out in distress for a long time, but even she couldn't make out what she was saying. With no other recourse, Ning Daixi first shook her head violently, trying to dislodge the gag. But after shaking her head for a long time, the gag remained as if welded in her mouth, unmoving. She then wriggled her tender, alluring tongue, pressing its soft tip against the gag, attempting to push it out. However, her efforts were in vain. Her jaw was already stretched to its maximum, and the gag was firmly wedged between her teeth. In this state, even Zhou Shian would have to exert considerable effort to remove it, let alone Ning Daixi with her mere head shakes and tongue movements. After the gag was in place, Zhou Shian watched Ning Daixi struggle desperately, unable to remove it. Her growing despair and tear-streaked expression of humiliation were a feast for his eyes. Satisfied, Zhou Shian then grasped the straps of the gag, guiding them along Ning Daixi's fair cheeks to the back of her head. He buckled the straps together and tightened them forcefully, until the soft flesh of her face was deeply indented by the straps before tying them securely. Now, the gag was effectively fused into Ning Daixi's mouth. To remove it, she would first have to untie the straps behind her head and then use brute force to pull it out. However, bound so tightly and comprehensively, Ning Daixi dared not even move her body, lest she cry out in agony. After securing the straps tightly, Zhou Shian reached out and gently touched the deeply indented areas on Ning Daixi's cheeks. Feeling the distinct textures of the straps and her flesh beneath his fingertips, Zhou Shian chuckled mockingly. He looked at Ning Daixi, her eyes filled with pain and despair, and said: "How is it, Mother Consort! Doesn't this gag feel wonderful? Why do you keep shaking your head and not speaking? Isn't this enough to satisfy you, you slut? Don't worry, my dear Mother Consort, I will now insert the anal plug into your pussy. I'm sure you'll experience ultimate pleasure then!" Knowing full well that Ning Daixi couldn't speak and could only emit weak moans, Zhou Shian deliberately taunted her, twisting her head shakes into a sign of her insatiable desire. Ning Daixi was utterly frustrated, but she had no way to refute him. She could only stare at Zhou Shian with wide eyes, whimpering, her heart filled with shame and rage, wishing she could inflict every cruel torture in the world upon him.

The two small bags contained restraints and tools for discipline, all personally arranged by Zhou Shian. He naturally knew what was inside the bag Ling Xijing had chosen. Therefore, after Ling Xijing made her selection, Zhou Shian gave her a teasing glance before walking forward with a smile and unzipping the bag, taking out each item one by one. "Oh, leather restraints. A slutty bitch, calling you a slutty bitch. Now with these things, it seems Ling Xijing, you're about to become a real bitch." Looking at the four simple leather restraints taken out first, Zhou Shian deliberately feigned a sudden realization, then stared at Ling Xijing's flushed, plump little face and said with a grin. "Wh... what do you mean? I am... a person, how could I... become... become a real bi... bitch?" Listening to every word Zhou Shian spoke, Ling Xijing's small face involuntarily showed a confused and humiliated expression. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her beautiful eyes stared intently at the black leather straps in Zhou Shian's hand, as if trying to understand their purpose. After thinking for a long time, Ling Xijing couldn't figure out how a few small leather straps could turn someone into the bitch Zhou Shian described. After all, women in ancient times were very conservative. Before marriage, they might not even know what their future husband looked like. In such a conservative historical context, there might have been some playful practices like binding or whipping to enhance intimacy, but no one would have ever conceived of using ropes to fold and bind a woman's limbs separately, pressing her arms and thighs tightly together so they couldn't stretch, making her look like a real bitch. She would even have to crawl on her bound elbows and knees to walk, a practice that would bring extreme humiliation to a female slave. Seeing Ling Xijing's confused and humiliated expression, Zhou Shian just smiled and continued to take things out of the bag. "Oh, look what we have here!" He took out two small clips and dangled them in front of Ling Xijing's eyes for a moment before continuing his explanation. "These two are great things. Little bitch, your two big juicy [X_X] are in for a treat. Once these nipple clamps are attached to your two slutty nipples, they'll definitely make you feel so good you won't know what to do!" "Wh... what, nipple... nipple clamps! Clamp... clamp my... [X_X]!" After Zhou Shian's explanation, Ling Xijing, upon learning the purpose of the two small clips, was instantly terrified, her face draining of color. The horror in her eyes was almost overflowing. After the panic and helplessness came an indescribable, immense humiliation. Ling Xijing's face turned scarlet with shame. She couldn't help but lower her head and glance at her own proud, perky breasts. Her mind already conjured a humiliating image of nipple clamps attached to her nipples. She shook her little head forcefully, trying her best to push away the humiliating and shameful images from her mind. Then, Ling Xijing looked up, her alluring almond eyes filled with furious shame as she glared at Zhou Shian. Gritting her teeth, she said in a voice that was clearly tinged with stubbornness yet sounded incredibly helpless and trembling, "You... you are shameless! Do... do you... only know how to use vulgar and... and shameless methods to deal with women!" Looking at Ling Xijing's conflicted expression, a mixture of shame, anger, and fear, especially the frustrated look of gritted teeth and helplessness on her fair, beautiful face, Zhou Shian was overjoyed. This feeling of controlling someone's freedom, even their everything, like a master, was incredibly stimulating. "Vulgar? I don't think so. After all, Ling Xijing, you slut, are my private female slave now. A master can do whatever he wants when disciplining his female slave!"

Although Ning Daixi felt a subtle, indescribable excitement upon hearing Zhou Shian's intention to put a gag in her mouth and a plug in her anus, a greater part of her was consumed by fear of these objects. Ning Daixi's mind was filled with the helplessness she would experience after being forced to wear the gag, and the pain and humiliation that the anal plug inserted into her rear would bring. The mere thought of the cold, gleaming anal plug being forcefully thrust into her rear sent a shiver down her spine, causing her pert buttocks to involuntarily clench tightly. "No... you can't do this! Please, I beg you, spare me! *Sob sob sob sob sob*... Please!" Ignoring Ning Daixi's pleas, Zhou Shian brought the gag to her lips, intending to force it in. However, Ning Daixi resisted fiercely, clenching her teeth tightly. No matter how hard Zhou Shian pushed, she refused to let the large red gag enter her mouth. Not only that, but she also put on a pitiful, utterly wronged expression, her tear-filled eyes wide as she gazed at Zhou Shian with a pleading look. Simultaneously, she shook her head frantically, trying to dislodge his hand from her chin and the gag from her mouth. Seeing Ning Daixi's persistent refusal to open her mouth, Zhou Shian grew impatient. His movements lost their previous gentleness, becoming exceptionally rough. The hand holding her chin shifted to her soft cheeks, and he squeezed her face forcefully, compelling her to open her mouth wide. As Ning Daixi's tightly shut lips were forced open, Zhou Shian seized the opportunity and shoved the gag in. Despite Ning Daixi's desperate head shaking, she couldn't prevent it. The gag was disproportionately large compared to Ning Daixi's small mouth. Anyone would have thought it impossible to fit such a gag, significantly larger than her mouth, inside. Yet, Zhou Shian managed to force it in with great difficulty. Zhou Shian's actions were brutal. He paid no mind to whether Ning Daixi's jaw would dislocate, nor did he care that her face trembled with pain. Because the gag was so large, Ning Daixi's cherry-like mouth was stretched to its absolute limit. The soft flesh of her beautiful face contorted, her cheeks, with their slight baby fat, stretched taut. The pale flesh of her cheeks piled up on either side of her high nose bridge, forming two deep creases. Strangely, Ning Daixi's exquisite face, contorted to such an extent, did not appear grotesque. Instead, it exuded an indescribable sense of masochistic pleasure. The broken beauty of her delicate face, marred in this way, made Ning Daixi appear even more alluring. Her small mouth brutally stretched open by the gag, Ning Daixi could barely feel her jaw. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at Zhou Shian, her gaze filled with supplication. The pleas she had wanted to utter transformed into a series of unintelligible moans. Now, even the right to speak was stripped away. The more this happened, the more desperately Ning Daixi longed to say something. She cried out in distress for a long time, but the words that came out were incomprehensible even to herself. With no other recourse, Ning Daixi first shook her head violently, trying to dislodge the gag. But after shaking her head for a long time, the gag remained as if welded in her mouth, unmoving. Ning Daixi then wriggled her tender, alluring tongue, using its soft tip to push against the gag, attempting to expel it. However, her efforts were in vain. Her upper and lower jaws were already stretched to their maximum, and the gag was firmly lodged between her teeth. In this state, even Zhou Shian would have needed considerable effort to remove it, let alone Ning Daixi with her mere head shakes and tongue movements. After the gag was secured, Zhou Shian watched Ning Daixi struggle desperately, unable to remove it. Ning Daixi's expression of dawning despair and tearful humiliation was a feast for Zhou Shian's eyes. Satisfied, Zhou Shian then grasped the straps on either side of the gag and, tracing the path along Ning Daixi's fair, tender cheeks, brought them around to the back of her head. He then buckled the straps together and tightened them forcefully, until the soft flesh of Ning Daixi's face was deeply indented by the straps before he tied them off. With this, the gag was effectively sealed in Ning Daixi's mouth. To remove it, she would first have to untie the straps behind her head, and then use brute force to pull it out. However, with Ning Daixi so tightly and comprehensively bound, let alone removing the gag, she dared not even move her body, lest she cry out in agony. After tying the straps tightly, Zhou Shian reached out and gently touched the deeply indented areas on Ning Daixi's cheeks. Feeling the distinct textures of the straps and her flesh beneath his fingertips, Zhou Shian chuckled mockingly and said to Ning Daixi, whose eyes were filled with pain and despair: "How is it, Imperial Mother! Doesn't this gag feel good? Why aren't you speaking and just shaking your head? Is this not enough to satisfy you, you slut? Don't worry, my dear Imperial Mother, I will now insert the anal plug into your pussy. I'm sure you'll experience ultimate pleasure then!" Knowing full well that Ning Daixi could not speak and could only emit faint moans, Zhou Shian deliberately exploited this, taunting her and misinterpreting her head shakes as signs of her insatiable desire, twisting it into her wanting the anal plug.

Although Zhou Shi'an was ruthless and never treated the female slaves he captured as human beings, only thinking of how to humiliate and abuse them for pleasure, seeing such a cute and wronged little female slave, he couldn't help but step forward to show some pity. He pulled up Ling Xijing, who was crying heartbrokenly on the ground with her head in her arms, and held her close. Zhou Shi'an first gently removed her two short arms, which were folded and bound above her head, and returned them to their original position. Then, he met her eyes and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingers. Finally, while gently patting her smooth, beautiful back, he tried his best to comfort her in his gentlest voice. "Oh, oh! Don't cry. It's just a small matter, is it worth crying like this? Look, you've cried until you look like a little kitten. If you keep crying, you won't look pretty, and your sister will laugh at you." Women in ancient times were generally more gentle in temperament. Even Ling Xijing, who had a slightly fiery personality, and facing Zhou Shi'an, the lecherous thief who had captured her for training and humiliation, her heart filled with shame and anger gradually improved under his gentle comfort. "Wuwuwu, you... you're not allowed to look at me like that again next time... I... I don't like being spanked by you!" Although the sense of shame was not as strong as at first, Ling Xijing was, after all, a woman with thin skin, and the initial emotions could not disappear immediately. After Zhou Shi'an comforted her softly for a while longer, Ling Xijing, with red eyes and a sniffling nose, pitifully defended herself. A woman who acts spoiled is the luckiest. Even though Zhou Shi'an knew that Ling Xijing was saying one thing and meaning another, she was clearly enjoying herself but was stubbornly saying she didn't like it because she felt ashamed. However, he did not point out her desire to see Ling Xijing's embarrassed and furious appearance again. "Mmm, mmm, mmm. I definitely won't do that next time. Come, squat down first! Master will tie your beautiful legs, and soon I'll let you try the power of the treadmill." Zhou Shi'an readily agreed, then gently patted Ling Xijing's little butt, signaling her to bend her knees and squat as he said. The conversation between the two was not like that of a normal captive and her captor. There was no deep hatred, no angry glares. Instead, it was like a couple trying out a new game, and Ling Xijing was like a little girlfriend who had been made to cry and was then coaxed into accepting her boyfriend's excessive demands. The scene was harmonious and filled with ambiguous tension. There was no fierce resistance or struggle, no hysterical screams. Everything was so natural, flowing as it should. Ling Xijing, with a blush on her face, obediently bent her knees and squatted on the ground, her heart filled with anticipation and her surface filled with shame, waiting for the lecherous thief to continue binding her body. She didn't have to wait long. Zhou Shi'an looked down at Ling Xijing, chuckled softly, and then squatted in front of her. He picked up a hemp rope and began to tie Ling Xijing's folded and joined thighs. He tied the hemp rope to Ling Xijing's ankles. The next step was similar to binding her arms. First, he pulled her white, tender ankles, to which the rope was tied, to the root of her thighs. Then, along the root of Ling Xijing's fleshy thighs, he wrapped her ankles together and finally tightened it forcefully. The hemp rope dug deeply into the fair, beautiful flesh at the root of her thighs, creating an incredibly beautiful and intense feeling of constriction. In fact, compared to her arms, Zhou Shi'an preferred Ling Xijing's beautiful legs. Her arms had too little flesh, unlike her thighs, which, when bound tightly, could produce a very obvious and alluring feeling of constriction! Given Ling Xijing's full cooperation, Zhou Shi'an moved the rope nimbly and quickly, binding one of her beautiful legs tightly. Not only were the roots of her thighs and her ankles bound together, but even the calves and thighs, as well as the area near her knees, were bound together with a single rope. And because there was more flesh on her legs, the rope marks were even more obvious than on her arms. On Ling Xijing's folded and joined thighs, the fair leg flesh between each rope loop was squeezed out, and the several rope loops completely made her full leg flesh uneven, like a candied hawthorn, looking extremely pleasing to the eye. "Mmm~ Being tied up by my legs feels even more constricting than my arms! After being tied, I can't even stand up, it feels so comfortable!" Looking at her folded and bound thighs, Ling Xijing tried to move them. As expected, her thighs and calves felt as if they were welded together. Not to mention straightening up and standing, she couldn't even create a slight gap between her tightly pressed leg flesh. One could imagine how tightly Zhou Shi'an had tied them. Next, Zhou Shi'an followed the same procedure and tied Ling Xijing's other leg in the same way. At this point, all four limbs were folded and tightly bound, and Ling Xijing finally experienced what it felt like to be a "bitch" in Zhou Shi'an's words.

Zhou Shian lifted Ling Xijing, who was holding her head in grief and shame, unable to face anyone. Then, he reached out a finger, grabbed her fair chin, and squeezed it hard. Ling Xijing's tightly pursed lips, trembling uncontrollably, parted slightly against her will. "Mmmph~~?! It hurts... My... My chin hurts so much, Master... Please squeeze a little lighter!" Forced to open her mouth, a look of intense humiliation flashed in Ling Xijing's eyes. Yet, what she truly felt was an overwhelming surge of excitement born from the rough treatment. Though Ling Xijing pleaded with Zhou Shian to ease his grip on her chin, her heart was already soaring. Her mind raced with images of her mouth being forcibly gagged, unable to close, the shame of it all. Especially the thought of being unable to speak, reduced to whimpering like a bitch, drooling uncontrollably – the sheer lewdness of it made her entire body tremble with uncontrollable excitement. "Quick... quick, stuff that thing into my slutty... slutty mouth, Ugh mmmph~~! I... I really want to be a lowly bitch with no dignity, unable to speak!! Don't pity me, didn't you say you wanted me to be a bitch? Torment me like you would a dog, hurry... hurry!!!" These were Ling Xijing's most genuine and urgent thoughts. However, with her sister and Su Xiaoxiao watching, and not wanting to be utterly humiliated on the spot, the last vestiges of her shame prevented her from voicing such embarrassing requests. Fortunately, Zhou Shian didn't make her wait long. Under Ling Xijing's gaze, her anticipation practically bursting from her eyes, Zhou Shian grinned wickedly. He parted her wet, rosy lips and inserted the cold iron ring he held into her pink, moist mouth. "Mmmph~~!!! My... My tongue is being pressed down, my... my teeth are caught by the ring, Mmmph mmmph~~! It... it feels so uncomfortable, so shameful!!!" Once the gag was in her mouth, Ling Xijing immediately tried to close her lips. As expected, the iron ring, wedging her upper and lower teeth apart, held them firmly shut. No matter how hard Ling Xijing tried, she couldn't close her jaw even a fraction. Her teeth ground against the iron ring with a crisp, clicking sound. After several failed attempts, Ling Xijing simply began to maneuver her nimble little tongue, pushing against the ring from all angles, trying to force it out. Her wet, pink tongue darted and probed, attempting to dislodge the cold iron ring clamped tightly around her teeth. Not only did the ring not budge, but the exertion caused a copious amount of thick saliva to begin pooling in Ling Xijing's mouth. "Mmm mmm hmm~~!!! The ring is... is stuck so... so tightly, I... I can't swallow my saliva, mmm mmm wuwu X﹏X. Will... will too much saliva spill out later!!! Ahhhhhh, this is too embarrassing, too humiliating!!! But, hehehe, I really, really like it!!!!" Anyone else would likely be panicking, crying, and thrashing about by now, unable to close their mouth, their saliva about to spill out in a humiliating torrent. But Ling Xijing was different. As an extreme masochist, she felt no shame or embarrassment. Instead, she was utterly ecstatic, her mind consumed by the humiliating image of her own uncontrollable drooling. As Ling Xijing reveled in the endless humiliation brought on by the gag, her body, bound by the restraints, trembled uncontrollably with suppressed excitement. Meanwhile, Zhou Shian, the architect of this situation, watched her barely contained expression of exhilaration with a sly smile. Lost in the extreme pleasure of the gag's humiliation, Ling Xijing momentarily forgot herself. Her pink little tongue darted about like a dog suffering from the summer heat, each flick of its tip drawing out a string of glistening saliva that dripped outside, making for a truly shameful spectacle.

"Haa... that was close, almost got caught. If he knew I've been fantasizing about him spanking my ass hard, he'd definitely use it as an excuse to humiliate me relentlessly. I'd be so utterly mortified!" Seeing the beautiful woman in his arms looking as if she'd narrowly escaped disaster, Zhou Shi'an chuckled softly. He then reached out and grasped one of Ling Xijing's arms, which had been tightly bound and folded together, making it appear quite small. Hooking his fingers into the rope loop above Ling Xijing's elbow, he gently lifted. Ling Xijing's bent, tightly pressed arms, covered in hideous rope marks, were forced upwards and suspended in mid-air. Next, Zhou Shi'an's grip changed from a hook to a lift. His palm supported Ling Xijing's elbow, preventing it from falling back to her side. Then, with his other hand, he took a leather restraint glove and aimed it at Ling Xijing's knee, sliding it on. Because the straps on the glove weren't tightened yet, even with Ling Xijing's upper and lower arms folded together, the glove slid on easily. After doing this, Zhou Shi'an stopped supporting Ling Xijing's elbow. He grabbed the edges of the glove's opening with both hands and began to pull upwards. With Zhou Shi'an's effort, the glove quickly covered both of Ling Xijing's bent and bound arms, leaving no trace of her fair skin visible except for her hands. "Mmm~! Is... is it starting? Damn pervert, he spent so long introducing this thing, it must be powerful. I'm so excited!" Sensing Zhou Shi'an's actions, Ling Xijing carefully examined the restraint glove now on her arms, her heart pounding with excitement. She was already contemplating how intensely despairing, helpless, and pleasurable this would make her feel. That's right, despair, helplessness, and pleasure – three words that shouldn't belong together, but for a natural masochist like Ling Xijing, they made perfect sense. The more despair and helplessness she felt, the more excited and happy she became. After carefully checking that the restraint glove's size and fit were appropriate for Ling Xijing's arms, Zhou Shi'an immediately got to work. This restraint glove had straps every few centimeters that could be tightened or loosened at will. Therefore, Zhou Shi'an only needed to tighten each of these straps. Starting the process, Zhou Shi'an first grabbed the strap closest to Ling Xijing's elbow and pulled hard. To tighten the strap even more, Zhou Shi'an used his other hand to press down on her arm, exerting force in the opposite direction of the pull. Otherwise, no matter how hard he tried with one hand, he wouldn't be able to tighten the straps on the restraint glove sufficiently. The hand pulling the strap and the hand pressing on Ling Xijing's arm exerted force in opposite directions simultaneously. In an instant, this strap cinched tightly around Ling Xijing's elbow. Although the situation inside the glove couldn't be seen from the outside, Ling Xijing, as the person experiencing it, was acutely aware. Ling Xijing could clearly feel the strap digging into her tender flesh, and almost every inch of her skin was pressed tightly against the leather material of the restraint glove, as if it were welded to her skin, leaving no possibility of escape.

Her petite body against the wall fuming crazy dead back and forth struggling, white little legs bending and constantly kicking towards Zhou Shian behind her, waist twisting crazily, small buttocks also disregard the image of arching ah arching, anyway, just want to have a purpose, that is to break free from Zhou Shian's vice grip. And, behind her two arms together are also desperately swinging, a moment of arms want to break away from the tight binding of the hemp rope, a moment of left and right elbow bending crazy to reach Zhou Shi An's hand. The delicate fingers on her small white hand did not stop at all, and kept fumbling with the hemp rope binding her wrists. In order to break free from the difficult and painful bondage, Zhou Mengxi can be said to be a little bit of the county's demeanor are not in the maintenance, regardless of whether the action is elegant or not, the behavior is shameful or not, in short, is the means to do everything. Unfortunately, although Zhou Shian's binding of her was not completely finished, it also limited the mobility of her arms to seven or eight, and under the tight bondage, Zhou Shian was always clamping down, plus her strength was too small, and the struggle process was messy, and she was able to break free from the bondage on her own, which was only a dream. No matter how Zhou Mengxi resisted and struggled, she was always firmly controlled by the hemp rope and Zhou Shi'an, and there was not the slightest possibility of success in struggling. Zhou Shi'an quietly watched her wriggle desperately, enjoying the sound of her frantic calls of pain as well as the stimulation and pleasure brought by the friction of her tender body on his own when she struggled. On the contrary, Zhou Mengxi's own strength was exhausted in a short while due to her over exertion, and her pleas for mercy and cries gradually became much smaller, finally turning into pitiful whimpers. "Whimper, whimper, whimper~Humph~~Whimper, whimper, whimper, whimper, whimper, whimper, whimper, uncle ....... Uncle, please ...... Zhou Mengxi's eyes are red, as if containing the bright eyes of the stars stained with a thin layer of water mist, tearful eyes as if injured deer like panic and despair in the eyes of the good not to provoke the human heart to love and cherish the feelings. This I see pity, pear blossom with rain of poor appearance, Zhou Shian but swept a glance back to the line of sight, and then continue to manipulate the twine winding Zhou Mengxi's elbow. It's not that he's not moved by Zhou Mengxi's loving appearance, Zhou Shian's heart is also hot, and he can't wait to take down the little loli in front of him. The reason why he didn't take action is that he wants to wait for this slutty bitch to be tied up well and enjoy her delicate and graceful sexy body. Soon, the hemp rope is firmly in Zhou Mengxi and together on the elbows of the solid bundle of three circles, each bundle of a circle Zhou Shi'an will be hard to tighten, until the rope completely sunk into the flesh before giving up. The consequences of this harsh bondage were obvious, the rough hemp rope strangled Zhou Mengxi to death, not to mention waving her arms around as she did when she was free, she couldn't even open her elbows up a crack. Not only that, because of the elbows being together at the limit, the slightest movement of her arms would cause her shoulders to tense up and desperately stop backward, bringing a sharp pain beyond her imagination to the upper body of this delicate and cute little loli princess. At first, Zhou Mengxi struggled like crazy in pain, but after the twine was tightened and her elbows were completely merged together, she ate the lesson several times, and every time she struggled, she was the one who was pulled to the point of pain to the point that she drew in a cold breath, and her fair and smooth forehead broke out into a cold sweat. Several times down, get rid of the pain of the situation did not achieve the purpose, on the contrary, their own pain is bad enough, there is no way, Zhou Mengxi will be a little bit of peace and quiet some, let Zhou Shian and fiddling with toys like back and forth tossing her body, and she is a person face to face with the cold wall of aggrieved sobbing, and, that with a sobbing little mouth from time to time will pop out of the two phrases are full of hope of the pitiful begging for forgiveness to. The twine was tightened and tied vertically with a few crosses and knots, Zhou Shian checked it and moved his eyes upwards to the top of Zhou Mengxi's two white jade jade biks, the position of her big arm. It was widely known that other than removing both arms from the shoulders, it was impossible for a person's two arms to be completely closed behind their backs. However, the fact that they can't be tied together doesn't mean they can't be tied, because of the special nature of the human body's construction, this final step is the essence of the entire European Extreme Straight Arm Bind. Undoubtedly, the two big arms that were infinitely close together behind the back were the only ones that could bring the ultimate sense of oppression to the slave girl's shoulders as well as the entire upper body. Extreme straight arm bondage, the so-called limit in the elbows completely together is only the first glimpse, only the slave girl's two arms tied into an infinitely small opening "Y" shape, watching the bound slave girl because of the huge pressure to show the pain of the expression, listening to their desperate and helpless voice crying for mercy, in order to maximize the fulfillment of the dark desires of a sadist's heart, to bring the ultimate pressure from the beginning to the end of the body, to bring the ultimate pressure. The dark desire of a sadist's heart can be maximally satisfied, bringing a sick pleasure and excitement to the whole body and soul from head to toe. Measuring the exact position of her hands, Zhou Mengxi's elbows were bound, and the hemp rope, which made her suffer so much and hurt so much, climbed straight upwards, and then stopped a little bit below her armpits. At this time, Zhou Mengxi still do not know how painful torture she will encounter, still immersed in pain and despair in the middle of the uncontrollable, choking and crying along with the sound of inhaling and exhaling did not stop for a moment. In this way, unbeknownst to Zhou Mengxi, the twine was quietly wrapped around her arm at the lower position of her shoulder. The rope circle was loose, and compared to the severe tightness of the other three bundles on Zhou Mengxi's arm, this rope circle had no deterrent effect at all.

"It hurts! It really hurts. Her two elbows were brought together behind her back, and this binding, which defied the laws of the human body, brought Zhou Mengxi unimaginable pressure. Although the European-style extreme elbow-to-elbow binding wasn't uncommon in her previous world, those individuals either possessed natural flexibility or had undergone rigorous training. How could a pampered young princess like Zhou Mengxi, barely a teenager, endure it? It could be said that the greatest pain Zhou Mengxi had ever experienced in her life was probably falling during play. Now, with the sudden increase in pressure on both her elbows and her entire shoulders, the agony far exceeded the limits of what the little loli could bear. Almost instantly, Zhou Mengxi's pretty face contorted in pain, and she desperately cried out for mercy, writhing her graceful and sexy body wildly. Her delicate body pressed against the wall, she thrashed back and forth with all her might. Her fair, slender legs bent and kicked towards Zhou Shi'an behind her. Her waist twisted frantically, and her little bottom arched without any regard for decorum. Her sole objective was to break free from Zhou Shi'an's restraint. Furthermore, the arms bound together behind her also thrashed desperately. One moment, she strained with both arms, trying to loosen the hemp rope's grip; the next, she frantically bent her elbows, trying to reach for Zhou Shi'an's hands. The slender, delicate fingers of her fair, tender hands also worked tirelessly, fumbling aimlessly at the hemp rope binding her wrists. To escape the agonizing and uncomfortable restraint, Zhou Mengxi abandoned all pretense of princely dignity. She didn't care if her movements were ungraceful or her actions shameful; she was pulling out all the stops. Unfortunately, although Zhou Shi'an's binding was not yet complete, it had already severely restricted her arm movements. Under the tight restraint, with Zhou Shi'an constantly maintaining his hold, and coupled with her own lack of strength, her struggles were chaotic and disorganized. To expect her to break free from the bonds on her own would be a pipe dream. No matter how Zhou Mengxi struggled and resisted, she remained firmly controlled by the hemp rope and Zhou Shi'an, with absolutely no possibility of success. Zhou Shi'an simply watched her writhe desperately, savoring her frantic cries of pain and the stimulation and pleasure derived from her tender, yielding body rubbing against his as she struggled. Conversely, Zhou Mengxi, having exerted herself too much, soon exhausted her strength. Her pleas for mercy and cries gradually subsided, eventually turning into pitiful whimpers. 'Wuwuwuwu~ Hmph~~ Wuwuwuwu, Uncle... Uncle, please... please let me go, okay? Mmmph wuwuwuwu~~ Meng... Mengxi hurts so much, wuwuwuwu, Mengxi begs you~~~' Zhou Mengxi's eyes were red, and her bright pupils, which seemed to hold stars, were clouded with a thin layer of mist. Her tear-filled eyes, like those of a frightened, injured fawn, were filled with such terror and despair that they couldn't help but evoke pity. Zhou Shi'an cast a glance at this pitiable, tear-streaked appearance, so heartbreakingly lovely, then withdrew his gaze and continued to manipulate the hemp rope, wrapping it around Zhou Mengxi's elbows. It wasn't that he was unmoved by Zhou Mengxi's current endearing appearance; Zhou Shi'an's heart was burning with desire, and he longed to immediately thrust himself upon the little loli before him. The only reason he hadn't acted was that he wanted to finish binding this slutty bitch securely before thoroughly enjoying her graceful and alluring sexy body. Soon, the hemp rope was tightly wrapped three times around Zhou Mengxi's joined elbows. With each wrap, Zhou Shi'an tightened it forcefully, not stopping until the rope dug into her flesh. The consequences of such severe binding were obvious. The rough hemp rope constricted Zhou Mengxi so tightly that she couldn't even widen her elbows by a sliver, let alone swing her arms freely as before. Moreover, due to her elbows being held in their extreme position, any slight movement of her arms would pull on her shoulders, which were already stretched taut and pulled backward, causing this delicate and adorable little princess unimaginable pain in her upper body. Initially, Zhou Mengxi struggled as if driven mad by the pain. But after the rope was tightened and her elbows were completely pressed together, she learned her lesson several times. Each time she struggled, she only ended up hurting herself, gasping in pain and breaking out in a cold sweat on her fair, smooth forehead. After a few attempts, she failed to alleviate her suffering and only managed to inflict more pain upon herself. With no other recourse, Zhou Mengxi calmed down somewhat, allowing Zhou Shi'an to manhandle her body as if she were a toy. She faced the cool, smooth wall and sobbed aggrievedly, her tear-choked little mouth occasionally uttering a few pitiful pleas filled with hope. After wrapping and tightening the rope, he made several cross-shaped loops vertically and finally tied a secure knot. Zhou Shi'an checked his work and then shifted his gaze upwards, towards the uppermost part of Zhou Mengxi's two slender, jade-like arms, specifically her upper arms. As is widely known, unless one's shoulders are dislocated, it is impossible for a person's two arms to be brought together completely behind their back. However, not being able to bring them together doesn't mean they can't be bound. Due to the unique structure of the human body, this final step is the essence of the entire European-style extreme straight-arm binding. Undoubtedly, it is the two upper arms brought infinitely close together behind the back that inflict the ultimate pressure on the female slave's shoulders and her entire upper body. The 'extreme' in extreme straight-arm binding is only hinted at when the elbows are fully brought together. Only by binding the female slave's two arms into a 'Y' shape with an infinitesimally small opening, observing the pained expression of the bound slave under immense pressure, and listening to their desperate cries for mercy, can the dark desires in a sadist's heart be maximally satisfied, bringing a pathological pleasure and excitement to the entire body, from head to toe. Having assessed the precise location for the next step, the rope that had just bound Zhou Mengxi's elbows, causing her immense suffering, hatred, and pain, crawled straight upwards and stopped just below her armpits. At this moment, Zhou Mengxi was unaware of the agonizing torment that awaited her. She was still lost in pain and despair, her sobs and breaths never ceasing."

Her palms and five fingers were firmly stuck by a rubber ball, and then a special glove was put on. Zhou Mengxi's nimble little hands completely lost the possibility of free movement, becoming a mere decoration. Then, Zhou Shi'an put the restraint glove on her tightly pressed arms, which could not be separated. The restraint glove might not have the same flesh-pinching and binding sensation as ropes, but that was relative to ropes. Its own restraining ability was still quite good. When the straps on the restraint glove were tightened, they could still prevent the female slave's arms from separating, forcing them to be held behind her back in a "Y" shape. Moreover, because the straps on the restraint glove had small locks, once locked, unless the female slave's strength was enough to directly break the leather restraint glove, she would never be able to escape from the restraint glove without external help. What's more, the two could be used together. Whether it was tying her with ropes first and then putting on the restraint glove, or putting on the restraint glove and then reinforcing it with ropes, there was no impact between the two. It could even bring the female slave an unparalleled extreme sense of restraint. After putting the single-hand glove on Zhou Mengxi and raising the opening to below her shoulders, Zhou Shi'an began to tighten the straps one by one. As the straps tightened, the single-hand glove gradually merged with Zhou Mengxi's fair arms, and every inch of her delicate skin felt immense pressure. The click of the small lock locking was like a series of heavy hammers striking Zhou Mengxi's heart, further intensifying her already desperate emotions. From her upper arms to her wrists, a total of six straps locked the restraint glove. The deep and mysterious black of the glove formed a stark contrast with the bright and dazzling white of Zhou Mengxi's other body parts, creating a strong visual impact due to this extreme contrast. The full-coverage design of the single-hand glove made people's minds wander. Seeing Zhou Mengxi's arms tightly wrapped in the glove, one would involuntarily wonder about the state of her arms inside. Were they struggling frantically in defiance? Or were they silently enduring the torment of pressure and restraint in resignation? Or were they anxiously tensed, her slender fingers constantly fumbling inside, trying to find a way out of the desperate situation? Sometimes, direct exposure was not as good as veiled ambiguity. It was like why people invented fetish uniforms, clothes with obvious seduction and sexual suggestion? Wasn't it because the beauty in fantasy was the most perfect and desired thing in people's hearts? With the restraint glove on, the binding of Zhou Mengxi's upper body was only half complete. Next, her chest, small mouth, and delicate, upturned nose would undergo some "decoration." Taking out another piece of rope, Zhou Shi'an's gaze fell on the little loli's flat chest. Accustomed to binding full, voluptuous breasts, Zhou Shi'an found himself a bit unsure of how to proceed when looking at Zhou Mengxi's flat chest. Fortunately, even if it was small, a little squeezing could still create some outline. Comforting himself, Zhou Shi'an, holding the hemp rope, leaned forward and came before the little princess loli, who was still crying desperately, her eyes filled with tragic helplessness. Before "decorating" Zhou Mengxi's chest, Zhou