The Full Record of Selling a High-Quality Newlywed Female Teacher and Her High-Level Inspection and Training into Slav

"So he's a rich second generation... Hmph... With this kind of money, what

"Oh, what's wrong now? Miss Chen, already can't take it? We've barely started... Your little feet are so cute, I can't get enough of playing with them. And I think with a little training, I can mold you into a very capable foot slave... Don't rush, I'll take off your socks and tease them slowly. I'll even use a toothpick and an electric toothbrush to go over each toe, and finally, I'll taste them with my own mouth..." Seeing Chen Qingyuan's eyes rolling back, her smooth ponytail becoming disheveled from her frantic struggles, her face flushed and covered in sweat, looking utterly pathetic, Luo Haoyun felt a perverse sense of satisfaction. Though he was done playing for now, he decided to scare the already mentally broken Chen Qingyuan. He deliberately reached out and grabbed Chen Qingyuan's ankle, pretending to pull down her white cotton socks. At the same time, his fingers dug into the arch of Chen Qingyuan's foot, which she had curled in protest. Amidst Chen Qingyuan's helpless sobs, he forcefully pried open her tightly clenched toes. "No... No!!! Mmmph mmmph... Please, I beg you... Mmmph mmmph mmmph..." Chen Qingyuan covered her face and cried hysterically. Luo Haoyun's words were a torment to her, someone extremely ticklish and already feeling like her bones were being wrung out. She instinctively tried to lift her leg, but her struggles were futile. She had already wet herself, and the continuous tickling had made her lower abdomen throb and heat up again. She feared she would lose control of her bladder and bowels if Luo Haoyun continued. She cried out in pain, disregarding her image. Luo Haoyun was satisfied with Chen Qingyuan's state. He nodded, his objective achieved. He had thoroughly enjoyed himself tonight. The threats and intimidation were exactly what he, a severe foot fetishist, craved and would eventually indulge in. It was just not time yet. Everything had to be gradual, step by step, until he had completely destroyed this delicate and elegant southern beauty, both mentally and physically. Luo Haoyun slightly loosened his grip. Though Chen Qingyuan was weak, her leg reflexively pulled back, escaping his grasp. Seeing Luo Haoyun smile and raise his hand again, Chen Qingyuan trembled in fear. She frantically twisted and struggled, pulling her already rumpled, socked foot behind her. She then curled up in the corner like a wounded kitten, awaiting Luo Haoyun's judgment. "Ah... Miss Chen, since we're classmates, I'll let you off the hook for now. But you should give up any thoughts of escape, right? You were screaming so loud earlier, and no one outside heard anything. So, just stay put. Do you understand? I'll only let you go when I decide to... Otherwise... hehe..." Luo Haoyun chuckled, deliberately fixing his gaze on her heel peeking out from behind. He then reached out as if to grab it. Chen Qingyuan, already mentally shattered by the soul-piercing, bone-grinding tickles, could only nod reflexively, too terrified to do anything else. Luo Haoyun smiled and ordered Chen Qingyuan to sit up. Under her terrified gaze, he forced her to kneel on the bed, turn around, and obediently clasp her fair hands together behind her back. In the chaos, Chen Qingyuan's short-sleeved school uniform was a mess, wrinkled and rumpled. Her abdomen and waist had been pulled upwards, and her exposed shoulders, torn earlier, were now scraped and bare. This made Chen Qingyuan feel incredibly awkward and uncomfortable, but Luo Haoyun didn't care. He feigned concern and pulled up her exposed shoulder, giving it a good squeeze and caress. However, Luo Haoyun hadn't forgotten the main purpose of his actions. This was a real crime, a genuine kidnapping, and he needed to cover his tracks. He had indulged himself earlier, but now he picked up the cotton rope lying nearby. Faced with the rope, Chen Qingyuan could only show a hint of helplessness and sorrow. Her long eyelashes trembled in pain, but she obediently stretched her arms back, much more compliant than before. Luo Haoyun, seeing her submissive posture, began to admire her feet, which were now facing upwards from her kneeling position. Seeing how cute and obedient she was, her delicate figure exuding curves, he felt a mischievous impulse. He decided to use a rare binding method that would suit her delicate, doll-like charm. "Hiss... So good, but I don't need you to put your hands behind your back right now. Don't worry, I'm just trying to make you more comfortable. That previous binding was too much for you. Listen to me, spread your arms to the sides and lift them forward, yes, yes, yes, like that, your arms won't be trapped. Wrists flipped upwards... Hey... Don't move, don't move. Can't you be cute? Just pose like a Japanese maid..." Luo Haoyun caressed Chen Qingyuan's slender, delicate arms, manipulating

"Tsk tsk... looks like I'm quite talented at tying people up, hahaha. How about it, Miss Chen, do you like this pose? Why don't you take a look in the mirror and see if you don't look like a little dog bowing to me right now..." Luo Haoyun, spewing vulgarities and shamelessly insulting and teasing Chen Qingyuan, also increased the pressure as his hands kneaded her breasts. Whether it was due to Chen Qingyuan's extreme tension or the greater pulling force on her chest from the binding position, the sensation of her breasts was even firmer than when Luo Haoyun had first abused him to [X] last night. For Chen Qingyuan, in addition to the familiar and painful stimulation, there was the itchy [X] on her chest and an unavoidable, desperate desire to escape from head to toe. The pain and helplessness of not being able to fully release only intensified. Seeing Chen Qingyuan's breathing quicken, her already rumpled short-sleeved shirt felt a wave of strange heat and moisture under Luo Haoyun's kneading. At the same time, because the pitiful Chen Qingyuan had wet herself the night before due to Luo Haoyun, under the current circumstances, the usually clean Chen Qingyuan was forced to wear the underwear that was still soaked and dirty from being [X] and drinking water last night. Even her school uniform was wet in a large patch. It had almost dried, but first Luo Haoyun tickled the soles of her feet, and now she was forced into this shameful and painful pose that was difficult to maintain. With her breasts being forcefully kneaded, her body quickly reacted, causing her to sweat profusely from head to toe. The area at the base of her thighs, being the largest sweat gland area, was also completely soaked with sweat. The sweat inevitably re-soaked her underwear, which had almost dried. The already faint smell of urine and other odors began to waft into the air again. "Hiss... it stinks... can you stop for a moment... can you... mmmph mmmph mmmph... mmmph mmmph..." For the clean Chen Qingyuan, this was undoubtedly a double torment, both physical and psychological. Especially as the foul odor, accompanied by the increasingly intense dampness and stickiness in her lower body, mixed with the [X] and itching from [X], slowly wafted from the bed and into her nostrils. Chen Qingyuan could only muster her courage and beg the Luo Haoyun she hated with a voice full of tears. However, before she could finish speaking, a piece of gauze was stuffed into her mouth again. Then, two pieces of black waterproof tape were tightly sealed above and below, sealing her delicate little mouth. Chen Qingyuan was instantly rendered speechless and could only let out a few muffled groans of pain, her face filled with grief and indignation. As the intense stickiness and foul odor from her lower body gradually spread, unable to breathe normally, she could only wrinkle her nose, her eyes rolling back in discomfort. However, to her great dismay, the only part of her upper body that could struggle freely, her wrists, which were not yet completely restrained, could only swing back and forth in a comical and cute manner, like a lucky cat. "Tsk tsk... little dogs talk too much. I need to quiet you down. But your white paws are very cute like this. I knew you stank down there. Don't worry, I'll give you a bath when I'm in a good mood... but I don't mind..." Luo Haoyun smiled and gently poked the outline of Chen Qingyuan's lips, which were bulging through the tape. Watching her helpless and pitiful expression as she tried to speak but couldn't, he happily pulled Chen Qingyuan into his arms again. At this moment, Chen Qingyuan was truly uncomfortable. Her upper body couldn't struggle, so she could only rub and kick her bare feet against the bed with her shoes on, moving them back and forth slightly. However, she soon regretted it. Luo Haoyun, noticing this, very kindly pushed Chen Qingyuan onto the bed and then raised his knee, pressing down on Chen Qingyuan's wildly wriggling ankles with just the right amount of force. He then forcefully brought her feet together and tied them up with rope, loop after loop. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph~ mmmph mmmph mmmph mmmph..." With her upper body tied into a forced dog-like pose, Chen Qingyuan could only watch helplessly as Luo Haoyun slowly and methodically re-secured her feet, which were rubbing against each other. Luo Haoyun looked at one foot in a white sock and the other in a shoe, both wriggling restlessly before him. On the surface, the foot in the shoe seemed to struggle with greater amplitude, while the foot in the white sock occasionally stomped on the bedsheet with its heel, its toes constantly curling downwards. He couldn't help but laugh. This way, he could more directly see the difference between a girl's feet when bound, one wearing a shoe and the other not. However, Luo Haoyun guessed that given Chen Qingyuan's sensitivity to tickling, the

It had to be said, Luo Haoyun was a natural-born pervert. While he usually struggled to focus on his studies at school, given the chance to further torment and abuse Chen Qingyuan, a flood of images and scenarios would erupt in his mind, endlessly replaying. Watching Chen Qingyuan, her mouth stuffed with her panties, with [X] now slowly trickling down the corner of her lips from within the fabric, Luo Haoyun paused. After a moment's thought, he knew Chen Qingyuan's body had reached its limit for today. He wouldn't push for anything too extreme now; he'd wait until she'd slept before continuing. However, his gaze fell upon the ropes scattered on the bed, and he decided to incorporate them into his play, further refining his techniques. As Luo Haoyun slowly picked up a rope from the bed, Chen Qingyuan instinctively assumed he was going to tie her up again. Though she had resolved internally to be as compliant as possible when he bound her, to avoid struggling or resisting, the thought of him continuing with his terrifying games made her small feet nervously tap against the bed. To her surprise, however, Luo Haoyun didn't immediately tie her legs. Instead, he smoothed out the rope and began to gather it in his hand. Then, following the line of the rope, he started tying knot after knot, each one progressively larger than the last. Just as Chen Qingyuan harbored a sliver of hope that she might get a moment's rest, Luo Haoyun grabbed her ankle and forcefully pulled her closer. Chen Qingyuan had no strength left to resist. She could only lie limply on the bed, like a helpless lamb, at Luo Haoyun's mercy. Luo Haoyun traced a finger across her back, pressed down on her buttocks, and then pulled the rope horizontally. He first looped it around her knees, which were already bruised purple. He then wrapped the rope around her knees in quick succession, pulling the end of the rope out from beneath her thighs. Simultaneously, he tightened the rope left and right, skillfully and swiftly binding her knees together again. He then took another length of rope, expertly tying a tight knot on her knees with one hand while straightening the rope with the other. Connecting it to the first knot, he pulled the rope taut and began to bind her lower legs, kneecaps, and ankles together with a crisscrossing motion, his hands working in tandem. Unsure of what Luo Haoyun planned next, perhaps to further impede her escape, he even managed to loop the rope around her feet, one shoe still on, the other clad in a sticky sock. Though her feet were at different heights, and the rope was pulled taut against the sole of her sneaker, with practiced skill, he managed to bind her feet together. Now, Chen Qingyuan couldn't even dream of separating her feet, let alone moving them. "Mmmph mmmph~ mmmph mmmph... Mmmph mmmph mmmph..." With muffled sounds, Chen Qingyuan could only watch helplessly as Luo Haoyun tied her legs together again, not too fast, not too slow, as if playing a game. She still had no idea what he intended. Then, she saw Luo Haoyun pull over the thick rope, the one he had just tied with numerous knots, connecting them together. Under her anxious gaze, Chen Qingyuan watched as Luo Haoyun placed his hands on her inner thighs again. Since her thighs weren't bound horizontally, Luo Haoyun easily spread her legs apart with a pull to the left and right. Although her legs couldn't open wide due to her bound knees, Luo Haoyun's hands [X] easily. Then, with his hands working together, [X] the palm of his hand between Chen Qingyuan's legs stretched forward wantonly, stopping only when his forearm was inserted. His other hand, holding the bundle of pre-tied, knotty rope, was passed in. Then, his hands worked together to wrap the outer edge of the rope around Chen Qingyuan's inner thighs, binding them left and right before pulling it upwards to form a simple "T" shape. "Mmmph~??!!" The unfortunate Chen Qingyuan had already suffered severe psychological trauma from Luo Haoyun's torment. She now seemed to realize what he was about to do. Looking at the strange, knotty object, her heart pounded with dread. But she had no room to struggle or resist. As Luo Haoyun tightened the "T" shape bound to her buttocks, the rope behind her slid down her lower back, tightly constricting her buttocks on both sides. The rope in the middle was quickly pulled upwards, and the hard, thick knot was firmly wedged between her legs. "Mmmph mmmph... Unh huh..." Chen Qingyuan couldn't help but gasp. Despite some mental preparation, the thick knot, with its considerable hardness, pressing directly between her [X] caused her entire body to tremble with pain. Chen Qingyuan, having already been [X]ed, was completely exhausted. Although the rough knot continuously rubbed against Chen Qingyuan's [X], the resulting itchiness and pain were almost negligible. A tingling warmth spread from her tender [X] throughout her body, but it was difficult to heighten her overall arousal as before. Of course, it couldn't be blamed on her; after Luo Haoyun's various perverted games today, the poor victim's vitality had long been drained. However, she frowned in pain now, her expression looking even more distressed than before. Her panties had been removed, and the perverted Luo Haoyun had deliberately used hemp rope, not cotton, when tying these knots. The rough, bumpy surface of the hemp rope, now formed into a knot, directly, as Luo Haoyun pulled upwards,

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The two beautiful women walked through the secret passage for about 10 minutes, arriving at a well-hidden underground warehouse. The assault team above had already infiltrated. Hearing the noisy shouts from upstairs, Sun Tiantian, a girl in her early twenties, showed the panic and helplessness expected of her age. Her large, watery eyes flickered in the darkness, and her pursed lips added a touch of rare, playful cuteness. Huang Muyi, of course, remained extremely calm, but her rapidly working mind was still focused on flawlessly executing her grip plan. Just then, Sun Tiantian grabbed Huang Muyi's wrist. Gritting her teeth, her entire face flushed red, her eyes showing extreme reluctance. After a few seconds of hesitation, she opened her mouth, her tone arrogant yet commanding, "Wait! How can you guarantee the investigators haven't secured the secret passage? If they've set a trap, we're dead! If you're truly loyal to my father, you must protect my safety now. For insurance, I order you to tie me up and pretend I'm a piece of merchandise kidnapped by our gang. If we encounter investigators, they'll be too busy to identify me, and I'll have a chance to escape!" Huang Muyi's eyes widened instantly. She couldn't comprehend the logic of this pampered young lady. However, seeing her urgency and panic, she couldn't help but feel a growing disgust for these criminals with no conscience. She quickly responded, "No... no... Miss, please don't joke with me. I wouldn't dare tie you up, even if you gave me ten thousand chances..." Before Huang Muyi could finish, Sun Tiantian rummaged through a storage cabinet in a hidden room and pulled out bundles of brand-new hemp ropes, forcefully shoving them into Huang Muyi's hands. "Stop the nonsense! If you're not a mole, untie me after you tie me up, and my father will reward you handsomely. If you are a mole, you'll hand me over to those stinking cops, and my father will never let you go. If you have any family in Linhai City, I'll ensure your entire family is annihilated! I just want some assurance!" Sun Tiantian shrieked domineeringly. She then turned around, extending her long, slender arms behind her, clasping her hands together and raising them. She squinted her eyes, pursed her trembling lips, and turned her head, her extreme reluctance evident. She truly didn't want this woman she didn't trust to tie her up. But if the other party was a mole, even if she was taken out, she'd still fall into their hands. This way was safer... Huang Muyi rolled her eyes in exasperation. It seemed this abandoned suburban apartment was a frequent trading spot for the Azure Dragon Gang. They could produce so many tools for kidnapping women from a mere warehouse. She lightly shook the hemp ropes, then soothed Sun Tiantian to relax. She then loosely tied the rope around Sun Tiantian's wrists, wrapping it around several times. After five or six loops, she pulled the rope tight in the middle and tied a knot. She then squatted down. The ends of the rope, split from the knot, slid down Sun Tiantian's slender, long legs beneath her silver-gray mini-skirt, reaching her slim, shapely ankles above her Hermes black high heels. She then wrapped the rope around her feet, just as she had her wrists, tying them together simply but securely. Huang Muyi then opened the same cabinet Sun Tiantian had used and rummaged inside. As expected, there were several rolls of high-adhesion waterproof tape, some dirty towels, and several pairs of crumpled, worn stockings and cotton socks. Huang Muyi casually picked up a pair of cotton socks, balled them up, and shoved them towards Sun Tiantian's mouth. Sun Tiantian suddenly turned her face away in disgust, her eyes widening as she glared fiercely at Huang Muyi. "What's wrong? Miss... I mean, you want to be disguised as merchandise for our group, and our group always gag their victims during kidnappings. Or do you not want that?" Huang Muyi couldn't help but smile inwardly. Whether her undercover plan succeeded or not, making this arrogant gangster's daughter suffer was definitely an amusing prospect for her. Sun Tiantian's delicate little nose twitched, and the pungent smell of dust and fermented sweat made her feel nauseous, wanting to vomit. But she couldn't afford to care about that now. She took a deep breath and continued to scold, "Huang Muyi! Are you truly stupid or just pretending? Who are you trying to fool by tying me up like this? Those investigators aren't idiots. They deal with victims of all sorts of kidnapping, robbery, and human trafficking cases every day. While they've never caused us significant losses, they've ruined our plans more than once and rescued kidnapped victims more than once. Those aren't dolls or animals; they're living girls! Every piece of merchandise we kidnap is carefully selected, tied up from head to toe. You've tied me up like this, it's more of a joke than something on TV. How could investigators possibly mistake me for a victim being trafficked? You've been with my father for two years, and you don't even know how to tie someone up!" "Miss Sun... I... I was mainly worried about hurting you. And you know I handle aftermath and online information for our group... Mr. Sun only recently started having me handle some direct frontline operations. I really didn't expect this situation to arise..." Huang Muyi lowered her voice, feigning a submissive demeanor, while inwardly suppressing her laughter. As a top talent from the police academy, she was naturally skilled in professional rope tying techniques, even better than these heinous traffickers. However, she had indeed held back, not wanting to displease this young lady. "Stop the nonsense! Tie me up properly right now! Treat me like the most disobedient, most difficult-to-discipline merchandise in our group! I said, if you can get me out of here today, I'll let bygones be bygones and reward you handsomely! If you don't know how to tie, I'll teach you!" Sun Tiantian sighed helplessly and slowly raised her arms. A wave of unease washed over her, but she knew that a kidnapping staged like something from a TV show wouldn't fool the investigators. Although her clenched fists trembled with anxiety, she opened her small mouth and began to instruct Huang Muyi bit by bit: "First, grab my bound wrists and press them upwards, so the back of my hands face upwards, pressed against my back... Then, tie my forearms and elbows together with the rope. And at the wrists, add another loop of rope, crossing it from side to side, and after each tie, pull the rope tight through the wrists and secure it..." Sun Tiantian spoke in a low, controlled voice, suppressing her anger. She didn't know the exact name of this binding method, but having followed her father in business for years, she had seen countless bound victims. When she was in a bad mood, she would even keep a few girls she disliked for her own cruel amusement. Huang Muyi raised an eyebrow in surprise. She hadn't expected this gangster's daughter to be so harsh on herself. However, she pretended to sound flustered, telling Sun Tiantian to relax, and then grasped her tender fist, pressing her slippery wrist upwards. Sun Tiantian's flexibility wasn't great, and with her wrists bound, her arms appeared stiff as she was forced upwards. The sound of friction could even be heard. Having trained since childhood, she was not only slender but also had well-developed muscles beneath her fair arms. Veins and blood vessels bulged from her fair, smooth skin. Sun Tiantian gasped slightly and let out a soft moan, not a cry, as Huang Muyi wrapped the rope around her taut arms, loop after loop, until her forearms and elbows were tied horizontally, creating white bulges on her slender arms. "Hiss... It hurts..." Although this was Sun Tiantian's own wish, when Huang Muyi yanked the last rope tight and tied a firm knot, Sun Tiantian felt a sharp ache in her arms. Instinctively, she tried to relax them, but Huang Muyi forcefully grabbed them and pressed them upwards. Because her arms were already suffering from severely restricted blood flow due to the ropes, a piercing numbness shot from her fingertips through her entire arm, causing her body to convulse. For a moment, she couldn't feel her arms at all. Sun Tiantian angrily shook her head, moving it slightly from side to side, and clenched her fists fiercely. She had never endured such humiliation in her life. However, Huang Muyi was getting into the rhythm of it. Driven by a sense of vengeful satisfaction, after tying Sun Tiantian's wrists a few times, she skillfully looped the rope around Sun Tiantian's abdomen and pulled it tight. As the rope rapidly rubbed against the smooth, fine fabric of Sun Tiantian's silver-gray mini-skirt, her already firm, flat abdomen, with its hint of abdominal muscles, was instantly pressed against her back. The pain made her gasp and bend over again. After Huang Muyi skillfully secured the ropes, Sun Tiantian's upper body was largely and tightly bound. Her hands were raised high behind her back, her elbows and forearms secured by an intricate figure-eight knot, pulled tight against her abdomen, preventing her from extending her arms. Her already shapely upper body, devoid of any excess, appeared even more alluringly curved under the pressure and friction of the ropes.

"Hiss... you've tied this quite convincingly. I have to admit, rope is rope. This feeling is definitely different from handcuffs. It doesn't hurt, but I can't get free at all. It's just tight and tingly, and I feel like my lower half is losing circulation..." Before I could finish tying Sun Xiaojia's forearms with the rope, she suddenly arched her hands backward. Then, like a ballet dancer stretching, her small hands unconsciously rubbed up and down. Her fingers brushed against my sweaty chest, making my heart beat faster. Of course, I knew I had to be careful. I had no idea how this moody female investigator would trouble me later if I wasn't. I thought she hadn't heard me. Not intending to continue my questioning, I was surprised when Sun Xiaojia turned her head first, pouted her small lips, blinked her eyes, and smiled at me, saying, "Hmm? Then what method do you want to use? I've read many of your posts and forum discussions. You're an expert in this area, aren't you? European bondage, Japanese bondage, the 'four-horsemen' restraint, the more obscure 'shrimp binding' and K9. You've described them all in your articles. Now that a young woman like me has fallen into your hands, how will you punish me... Hee hee... Forget it, forget it. It's my first time being tied up. Let's start with something basic. Just tie my wrists, elbows, and shoulders together in sequence, and then tie my legs together. I'll try to see if I can break free first. After all, I came here today to experience and learn escape techniques. If I can complete the task, will you increase the difficulty for me later...?" Looking at her cute, blinking expression and her much gentler tone than before, I relaxed completely and nodded involuntarily. I was no longer as nervous as before, and I found myself tying her with more ease. I loosened the rope as I had before, also to make it a little easier for her to escape. I didn't connect the rope to her wrist bindings, but instead, I followed the naturally crossed position of her forearms and wound the rope around them, layer by layer. As I gradually got into the rhythm, I began to appreciate Sun Xiaojia's delicate, jade-like skin. Her entire arms looked as white and smooth as milk, feeling soft and tender to the touch. A gentle squeeze with my fingers would undoubtedly reveal the incredibly elastic muscles beneath, a testament to her strength as a female investigator. However, the sensation of her skin, as delicate as freshly made tofu, made me unable to resist pinching a few more times. I was completely absorbed, savoring this hard-won opportunity, slowly and meticulously tightening the rope into her tender skin between her forearms and wrists, until the skin began to bulge slightly outwards. Only then did I stop winding and secure the excess rope by pulling it upwards and fixing it to her elbows on either side. "Hey... Commander Sun... Why aren't you as brave as I imagined? Seeing you critique my work online, I thought you'd demand the most difficult bindings right from the start... It seems you're a little scared now that you're actually tied up..." I was no longer as flustered as before. I tightened the rope and then wrapped it around her slender waist, crossing it in front and pulling it taut against her firm abdomen. Sun Xiaojia made no move to resist my liberties and light touches. Her eyes were half-closed, her lips slightly parted, and she couldn't help but pant. The joints of her body unconsciously rubbed against each other as the rope tightened. Her already prominent [X] became even more pronounced, clearly indicating she was deeply engrossed. However, upon hearing my words, Sun Xiaojia slowly opened her eyes, turned her head, and bit her lip. A hint of shyness now appeared in her expression. Perhaps because her upper body was completely bound, she couldn't subdue me immediately. She swayed her hips and whispered to me, "Alright, stop your teasing... Hmph... Looking at what you post online, you'd tie anyone. If you were to kidnap my colleagues one day, wouldn't that make me a sinner? Don't rush, you underestimate me too much. Don't forget, escape training is fundamental for us investigators. Although we rarely use ropes directly... Besides, as an investigator, I focus more on real-life kidnapping and human trafficking cases. Esteemed kidnapper, do you want to guess whether kidnappers in real-life cases of abduction and harm against young women would use the elaborate and beautiful methods described on forums, or if simpler and cruder methods are more effective...?" Her question sent a shiver down my spine. As a devoted SM enthusiast, this question had troubled me for a long time. Whenever my deep-seated desires became uncontrollable, and I found myself pontificating online, I would wonder if the complex binding methods I described would actually be feasible when applied to frail women in a real kidnapping scenario. "Hoo hoo... You're quite perceptive, girl. You're indeed well-suited to be an investigator. I hadn't really thought that far ahead; I just thought it was fun to write about. But compared to other articles on that forum, my posts generally focus on realism, which is why you chose me, right?... However, based on your previous replies, my ideas were a bit far-fetched. So, you investigators rarely encounter such kidnapping cases?..." My voice trembled slightly as I voiced the repressed desires and the edge of criminal thought that I could articulate. Honestly, I had fantasized countless times about having such a conversation with a beautiful fellow enthusiast, but I never expected it to actually happen today. I then pulled the last rope taut and, not forgetting to give her firm, elastic waist a good squeeze, I finished. Sun Xiaojia, likely ticklish, gave a comical shiver and let out a soft moan of "Ah ah" involuntarily, then wriggled to turn away, showing no dissatisfaction or resistance towards me. "Of course... Don't forget, I'm an investigator... In these aspects, I'm actually more professional than you. If it came to detailed descriptions, I might be more immersive than you, but the audience might not buy it. After all, there's a difference between an artistic world and reality... To be honest, there are still frequent kidnapping incidents, though not always directly related to human trafficking. Some are for ransom, revenge, robbery, or emotional issues..." Sun Xiaojia was clearly interested in this topic, her eyebrows twitching as she spoke. I had intended to turn around and bend down to tie her shapely legs, but Sun Xiaojia was more proactive than I was. She leaned away from me, then twisted her ample buttocks to adjust her position. The hem of her JK skirt, covering her hips, slowly lifted on the sofa, almost revealing her secret garden. Seeing her turn, I quickly lowered my head to avoid her gaze. Sun Xiaojia, however, didn't seem to care. She slowly lifted her long, shapely legs and kicked off the slipper on one foot, then placed her delicate, stocking-clad feet on my wrists. "This..." I have to admit, in SM culture, I have a particular fondness for pretty girls' feet. In all the forums and materials I've written, discussions about female kidnapping almost always revolve around what kind of shoes or socks they're wearing. Coupled with watching related videos for years, I've developed a foot fetish within the SM community. Whenever I fantasize about kidnapping a beautiful girl from the street and bringing her home for various forms of torment and discipline, tickling her feet is always an essential part. But before, it was just a fantasy, and I never had the opportunity. The closest I've come to touching a beautiful woman's feet was when I was working, and my beautiful colleague sitting opposite me dropped something. As I bent down to pick it up, I could get a close look at her jade feet encased in sneakers. But that was it. Now, a pair of bare, stocking-clad, size 36 feet, fitting snugly into sexy JK stockings, were directly placed on my wrists. The texture of her rounded heels was warm and soft, making me want to curl my fingers and grasp her arch. But I dared not. I could only seize the opportunity, gazing with insatiable desire. Following the curve of her rounded heels, the high arch, the deep hollow of her sole, the slender, bony instep, and the thickened edges of the stockings at the toes, revealing a brownish hue, her tender, long toes were all incredibly alluring. Seeing my dazed expression, Sun Xiaojia didn't get angry. Instead, she giggled and playfully nudged her foot against my chest. I froze for a moment, then stiffly raised my hand, only to grasp her warm, bony ankle. Sun Xiaojia clearly didn't have sweaty feet and paid great attention to cleanliness at home. Although I could smell a faint scent of sweat wafting from her stocking-clad jade feet against my chest, it wasn't unpleasant at all. The ankle I held felt warm and slightly damp. When I gripped her ankle, Sun Xiaojia didn't kick or struggle to break free. Instead, she calmly placed the sole of her foot on my elbow and brought her other foot over, so that both her feet were pressed together. Her toes curled into the sofa cushion. Even I, a fool, could understand that she was encouraging me to do what I wanted. "Wow... According to you, I'll tie them up properly. After all, I know how beautiful and alluring your stockinged feet and pretty legs are as female investigators. They're tools for dealing with criminals, and you wouldn't hesitate to kick someone when it matters. For my safety, I should tie up your little feet first..." I feigned shock and smiled, then gently placed one palm on her warm, slender instep. My palm seemed to feel the slight twitch of her toes, but I forced myself not to caress further. With my other hand, I quickly took out the rope and wrapped it around her ankle twice, then secured it like I had her wrists earlier. Layer by layer, I tightened the rope upwards, about five or six coils, until the rope completely encased the protruding ankle bones on both sides. Then, I pulled a rope from the gap on the inner side of her arch, brought it up around her calf, and tied a firm knot. "Hiss... You really are a big bad guy... You were acting so scared in front of me earlier, and now that you're tying me up, you're getting arrogant. If you had the chance and the guts, would you really want to kidnap a female investigator? Are you going to hand me over to human traffickers?" Sun Xiaojia bit her lip, feigning a娇嗔 (jiāo chēn - coquettish pout) expression as she looked at me. But I knew this mischievous little investigator was just trying to tease me. Before I could tie her slender legs, her feet began to struggle and kick sideways, and she let out little moans of effort. As her heels repeatedly, but not too hard, kicked against my thighs, I saw the excited yet expectant look in her eyes. I guessed she wanted me to be a little "tougher" and indirectly play the role of a "kidnapper." So, I deliberately smiled at her, then quickly raised my arm and pressed down on her ankles. This way, Sun Xiaojia's feet could no longer move freely, only wriggling and kicking slightly under my arm. Of course, I knew that if this little girl truly wanted to struggle and resist, with her professional training as an investigator, she could easily pull her feet free, and even kick me away. But looking at her flushed face and her feigned dazed eyes, there was no doubt she was immersing herself in the role of a helpless kidnapped girl.

"Isn't that right... Mr. Kidnapper..." Sun Xiaojia said, trying to persuade her cousin to lower her guard. Then she turned back to me, winking, "Look at Sun Xiaojia's dazzling eyes, I didn't know how to respond, so I could only nod repeatedly. "Alright, cousin, hurry up... As an instructor, no one is tying you up, you must be anxious... Hmph... You experience it first today, I'll keep an eye on you from the side..." I originally wanted to put away the few conspicuous BDSM props scattered among the ropes to ease the awkward atmosphere, but unexpectedly, Sun Xiaojia directly pulled Qiao Xinmo up. Then, in front of me, she turned Qiao Xinmo's sexy waist towards me. Looking at her plump, perky buttocks that extended down her smooth qipao and curved towards me, my heart pounded again. Qiao Xinmo also seemed to have made up her mind. She glanced back at me with a complex look, then took a deep breath and voluntarily clasped her fair arms behind her back, her slender fingers trembling slightly from nervousness. "This beautiful female investigator has probably been looking forward to being tied up for a long time... She probably desires it even more than Sun Xiaojia deep down, she's just not as outgoing as Sun Xiaojia. I need to handle this carefully, but I must be mindful of the boundaries, I don't want to be 'arrested' by her on the spot..." I swallowed, telling myself nervously and expectantly. However, glancing at Sun Xiaojia's expectant expression beside me, I felt a bit more at ease. I then picked up a bundle of rope, smoothed out the wrinkles with my fingers as before, untied the buckle, and let the soft cotton rope rest on my fingers. I then gently shook it, and skillfully formed a loop, slowly placing it around Qiao Xinmo's delicate wrist. Since it was the first time tying her, I paid close attention to the pressure. I pinched her smooth, tender forearm skin with one hand and slowly tightened the loop with the other, pulling the rope end. "Hiss... You're tying this too loosely, put more force into it..." Qiao Xinmo moaned softly in a low voice, but to my surprise, she didn't complain about me tying it too tightly. Instead, she asked me to tie it tighter. I was stunned. It seemed my previous guess was correct. At this moment, due to her hidden excitement, the skin on her forearm was trembling slightly. I couldn't help but pinch it with my fingers and press down a few times, feeling the vibrant elasticity beneath the fair skin. Undoubtedly, like Sun Xiaojia, she was a professionally trained female investigator. What I needed to do now was to use the rope in my hands to slowly bind and restrain this sexy, alluring, yet explosive and dangerous delicate body in front of me, ultimately rendering her completely defenseless, like a hostage in a TV drama, at my mercy. Since Qiao Xinmo said so, I didn't need to hold back anymore. I increased the force of my hands, tightening the rope and forcing her pair of fair, tender hands tightly together. Seeing her fingers trembling slightly with excitement, I couldn't help but smile knowingly. I wrapped the rope around her wrists, layer by layer, for a full eight turns, each layer fitting snugly against the next, so tight that not even a needle could be inserted. Then, I crossed the two strands of rope in opposite directions and continued to bind and reinforce them upwards along her smooth, fair forearm. Soon, I had firmly勒住 her small arms, which were instinctively twisting and rubbing against each other, in a standard X-shape. Finally, I used the remaining rope to tie her elbows from the front and tied a firm knot in the middle, crossing them over each other. Thus, the basic first step of binding was completed. Looking at her fair, slender arms, the elastic, full tender skin was bulging in sections from the pressure of the rope. I couldn't help but extend my finger and gently press down. At the same time, Qiao Xinmo clenched her fists and twisted her wrists, instinctively struggling and rubbing. Listening to the creaking sound, it unreservedly revealed Qiao Xinmo's current shame and excitement, as well as her excellent physical condition as a female investigator. "Officer Qiao, relax a bit... I believe this level of binding should be child's play for you... It seems I need to make it more challenging for you..." As I gradually got into the groove, I was no longer as nervous as before. I used the same kind of taunting method I used with Sun Xiaojia. At the same time, I reached out and slowly pried open Qiao Xinmo's clenched fist, asking her to relax as much as possible. As I expected, Qiao Xinmo's voice was no longer as calm and gentle as before. She was slightly panting with a hint of a sharp tremor in her voice: "Hoo... hoo... It's okay, just tie me. Don't forget, I'm Jiajia's instructor... Jiajia told me how you tied her before... You don't need to start from the basics with me, just go straight to the difficult parts..." Hearing her say that, I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows with excitement. Sun Xiaojia, on the side, seemed to have been looking forward to tying up her cousin for a long time. Her expression looked even more excited than mine. But since Qiao Xinmo said so, I naturally couldn't "slight" her. My mind couldn't help but recall some details from the bondage videos I watched a few days ago. Finally, I decided to use a combination of multiple binding techniques to subdue this outwardly arrogant female instructor. I stepped forward, grabbed her now awkwardly clenched fists, then pushed her wrists upwards. Since her elbows were already勒住 by the rope, pushing upwards caused the cotton rope to dig deeper into her delicate skin. The increasingly strong stinging sensation made her upper body writhe slightly, but she didn't show any resistance. And I, naturally and smoothly, pressed her clasped hands together behind her back. Then I took out another rope, placed the middle part around her small hands, and wrapped it a few times. Then I separated the excess rope to both sides and, gathering my courage, embraced her warm body through the smooth qipao. My palm followed her slowly rising and falling abdomen as I勒ed the rope around her, circle by circle. Qiao Xinmo was clearly unaccustomed to being held and touched like this. When my hands first touched her abdomen, she instinctively writhed her body. Her tied hands flailed in the air, and the rope around her arms made a creaking sound from being squeezed. I couldn't help but feel nervous. I estimated that if her hands weren't already tied, she might have, out of her trained instincts as a female investigator and her naturally cold personality, immediately subdued me with a counter-grapple. However, there was no turning back. I forced myself to calm down, trying to control my slightly trembling hands as I勒ed the rope around her abdomen, circle by circle. After tightening, I wrapped it for a full 5 turns. Finally, with my efforts, I completed this binding method of pressing the front against the back. And for good measure, I took out another rope and wrapped it around her ribs on both sides, crossing it several times through the smooth qipao. This way, with her hands tightly clasped and bound, and her arms pulled upwards, Qiao Xinmo was tied in a very simple "reverse hand Guanyin" bind. This was my first time practicing this method, but the result was quite good. It looked very beautiful and grand, and it perfectly matched the elegant and poised demeanor of Sun Xiaojia, who was wearing a classic qipao. "Hoo hoo... Oh my... My hands are so sore... It's quite uncomfortable to keep my arms like this..." Qiao Xinmo was probably being tied up like this for the first time. Her breathing suddenly became rapid, and then, in front of me, she started clenching her fists and struggling left and right. However, thanks to the extensive online study I had done before, my binding skills had improved significantly compared to before. I paid special attention to the force and technique in every rope I tied, and I specifically tied every knot into a dead knot. This way, even if Qiao Xinmo was a professionally trained female special forces soldier, it would be difficult for her to break free from my binding for a while. "This is nothing yet... Cousin, have you forgotten that I already showed you videos and pictures of me being tied by her last time... How can you be my instructor... And Mr. Kidnapper, you wouldn't be feeling pity because you think my cousin is prettier than me, would you? I'll be unhappy if you do..." Sun Xiaojia's encouragement and provocation sounded from the side again. As I expected, as the rope gradually tightened around her skin and body, Qiao Xinmo's emotions began to rise. She turned around directly, her face flushed, biting her lip, looking very shy, but her tone was exceptionally firm as she yelled at me: "Just tie me, don't worry... Don't forget, I'm her instructor, I was the one who started tying her... I can't let her look down on me today..."

I couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. It seems nine out of ten women are all bark and no bite. But I couldn't show it yet. Qiao Xinmo and Sun Xiaojia both seemed unusually flustered, not quite expecting to be tied up securely and then disguised in their clothes to be taken out. After numerous practical sessions, my knot-tying skills had improved by leaps and bounds. I skillfully untied the cotton rope, letting one end hang naturally. Then, I tugged at the middle section a few times with my fingers, ensuring there were no wrinkles, before carefully tightening it around Sun Xiaojia's slender, pale wrist, where faint blue veins were visible. Sun Xiaojia appeared more nervous than during our previous sessions. As I looped the rope back and began to pull it tight, she didn't exhibit the relaxed enjoyment of her first binding. Instead, she involuntarily clenched her small fists, then spread her slender fingers wide. Her sharp nails began to idly pick at the rope around her wrist. Instinctively, she tried to twist her hands to break free, but when I gently cupped her elastic, full forearm with my other hand, Sun Xiaojia seemed to snap back to reality. Remembering she had agreed, she could only obediently lower her head with a helpless sigh, allowing me to continue binding her. I never thought I'd have the chance to see Sun Xiaojia act so adorably helpless in front of me. Although her previous interactions with me had shown a strong personality, even a bit of bossiness and dominance, seeing such a cute and spirited beauty display her inherent girlish vulnerability made my heart race. However, I wouldn't go easy on her. Just like countless times before, I quickly wrapped the hemp rope around her wrist six times, three times in each direction, then pulled both ends tight, ensuring each loop was snug and secure. Only when not even a needle could be inserted between the rope and Sun Xiaojia's fair wrists did I ease up. Then, I skillfully continued upwards, securing her forearms, biceps, and shoulders through the smooth fabric of her Hanfu. Since she was wearing silk Hanfu this time, the ropes tended to slip. To achieve the effect I wanted, I applied even more force than before... Of course, I had gained considerable experience by now. I knew that to tie a rope well, brute force alone wouldn't suffice. I cleverly looped the rope around her bent elbow, tied a secure knot, and then pulled the other end upwards, securing it to her trembling shoulder. This created a tension between her shoulder and elbow, making it difficult for the slippery silk fabric of her Hanfu to come loose. However, this also meant the pressure from the rope on Sun Xiaojia was even more intense than before. As I wrapped the rope around her abdomen and tightened it, then threaded the ends through the space between her two prominent [X]s, finally pulling it taut against her waist to create a perfect mummy wrap, Sun Xiaojia's once ethereal Hanfu was instantly creased and rumpled by my ropes. Especially at her waist, a corner of the fabric was pulled outwards by the crisscrossing ropes. I initially thought it looked unsightly and reached out to smooth it back, but when I tugged a few times, the smooth silk fabric, clinging tightly to Sun Xiaojia's delicate skin, wouldn't budge under the pressure of the ropes. "Hey, hey... Stop moving. If you're going to tie me, tie me properly. Don't go easy on this lady... Let me tell you, if my cousin and I succeed in coming back this time, we'll definitely not let you off..." Sun Xiaojia tried to shift her shoulders and turned to look at me with defiance. I could only smile and nod, then slowly crouch down, gently wrapping my arms around her knees. I then slowly pulled up her gauze skirt, which covered the base of her thighs. Sun Xiaojia's face immediately flushed red. Although I had tied her beautiful legs before, doing it in such a suggestive manner, lifting her skirt so high, made her somewhat embarrassed. However, Sun Xiaojia was truly the first confidante in my life. Although she might suffer a bit this time for the thrilling game I'd fantasized about for years, I deeply cherished her in my heart. So, when I tied the base of her thighs, I tried to be as gentlemanly as possible, refraining from reaching further inside and keeping my gaze level, avoiding her private parts covered by her panties that made my nose bleed. Soon, I skillfully wrapped and tightened the rope until it dug about a centimeter into Sun Xiaojia's elastic, full thighs before stopping. "Don't worry, Officer Sun... A game is a game, and reality is reality. I definitely won't let you two get into danger, and I'll protect you. I absolutely won't let passersby notice anything unusual. If you're really in a bad way, or if someone is about to discover you, I'll immediately disguise you both and get you out of here... Oh, I must say, Officer Sun, you look really beautiful in a Hanfu. If you had a bun hairstyle, you'd be just like a spoiled young lady from a historical drama..." I smiled and gently stroked Sun Xiaojia's smooth calves, trying to comfort her and help her relax. Finally, unable to resist, I squeezed her elastic, full calf muscle with a bit of force... "Hiss... Damn it... I... I... Wearing Hanfu is just a personal hobby of mine. Who told you I'm the classical, artistic type? If I were to travel back in time, I'd definitely be a female general or a female constable, catching flower thieves like you who harm innocent women..." Sun Xiaojia, with her thighs bound by the rope, clenched her fists and shook her body. Her jade feet, clad in white high heels, tried to lift their heels and splay outwards. Then, she slightly raised her knees and tapped my shoulder with her heel, not too hard, not too light, as a form of protest. However, at this level of struggle and resistance, it seemed no different from a playful tantrum in my eyes. "Alright, Officer Sun, you can rest for a while. Look at you and your cousin today, one in a Hanfu, the other in a qipao. Both your styles are perfectly classical and artistic. And your figures are so perfect, and you're both tall. If you did an advertisement for a qipao or ancient costume shop, you'd make a lot of money. Especially you, Officer Qiao. Come on, it's your turn. This kind of dress and binding is perfect for you today..." I smiled, gently pushed Sun Xiaojia aside, then picked up a few bundles of cotton rope and walked over to Qiao Xinmo. Qiao Xinmo's expression and demeanor this time evoked even more pity in me. While Sun Xiaojia and I were bickering, she had stood by silently. Clearly, for an introverted girl who appeared cold and elegant on the surface but was actually more sensitive and fragile inside, the challenge I proposed was even harder to accept. Seeing me bring the ropes, she bit her lip tightly. Her rosy cheeks flushed, and when she looked up at me, her eyes pleaded with an unspoken difficulty. But now that her good sister had been tied up by me, as her cousin and a training instructor for the investigation bureau, she naturally couldn't refuse. Qiao Xinmo turned around with a sorrowful, obedient expression, extending her slender arms straight out. Her hands clasped together, and she willingly raised them to my arm. As I pulled out the rope and began to wrap it around her wrists, Qiao Xinmo couldn't help but speak. Her tone carried her usual elegance and composure, but the tremor in her voice couldn't hide her inner tension and unease: "You must protect us... This... this situation is different from the case we just discussed. You clearly said that in some TV dramas, there are scenes where hostages are tied up, disguised in clothes, gagged, and taken away. Hostages can't call for help when gagged, but according to our conditions this time, we can't call for help and must avoid attracting attention from passersby..." As soon as Qiao Xinmo spoke, her body, encased in the qipao, seemed to involuntarily squirm. It felt as if she was trying to back out, attempting to pull her arms away. However, I had already tied a tight knot around her wrists, three loops in each direction. Qiao Xinmo's hands twisted desperately, but soon she had to let them go limply, allowing me to use the same method as with Sun Xiaojia, crisscrossing the rope to secure her even longer forearms and shoulders. Then, the rope snaked forward along her smooth qipao, tightly cinching her abdomen, and pulling taut against her wrists, which were now fixed behind her. Finally, I pulled the ends outwards and tightened them. The beautifully and securely bound Qiao Xinmo immediately let out a tense gasp and was forced to arch her exceptionally full [X]s forward. Her hands, which had been nervously picking at the rope loops, were now forced to rest against her back, which was devoid of any excess flesh. "Two beautiful investigators, truly enviable. Beauties are beauties, they look good in anything. Now, the way you're tied up is just like captured female heroes from ancient dramas, or female spies apprehended in the Republic of China era. But it's a bit of a shame, you don't seem to belong to the same era. If I had successfully captured you both in ancient times or the Republic of China, to avoid future trouble, I would definitely sell you to a brothel for some money..." I smiled and patted Qiao Xinmo and Sun Xiaojia's backs, making them stand up straight. Sun Xiaojia, upon hearing my words, was about to retort when I quickly pinched her delicate cheeks. I then lifted my hand upwards, supporting her smooth chin, and met Sun Xiaojia's indignant, exceptionally proud gaze. I took out a pair of clean, freshly washed white socks from her home, folded them into a square, and slowly, with force, stuffed them into her trembling red lips.

The scene shifts, and Wen Shanshan is already thrown onto the bed by Wei Mingdi. Looking at Wen Shanshan, whose eyes are tightly closed and head tilted, Wei Mingdi feels a mix of love and anger. However, since things have come to this point, he must prepare for the long-term imprisonment of this female investigator, as well as his stepmother and sister. It seems a simple [X] is not enough to break the female investigator's will to resist. With this thought, Wei Mingdi takes out another rope and wraps it around Wen Shanshan's ankles a few times, then secures it underneath the bed. He then takes out another rope and ties it around Wen Shanshan's waist, securing it under the bed in the same manner. This way, Wen Shanshan's upper body is still bound in a very standard Japanese bondage style, while her beautiful legs are tightly bound together, making it impossible for her to move off the bed no matter how much she struggles or rolls… Afterward, Wei Mingdi removes Wen Shanshan's gag. While she is unconscious, he forces open her cherry lips and replaces the gag with another. Watching Wen Shanshan's mouth stretched open by the ring, revealing her pearly white teeth and her helpless, seductive little tongue, Wei Mingdi feels a surge of lust again. However, after the recent [X], he also feels somewhat weak. He quickly takes out the sex enhancement pills he bought earlier, swallows a few, and his stamina gradually recovers under the effect of the medicine. Seizing the moment, he reaches for Wen Shanshan's skirt and slowly lifts it. When he [X] her earlier, he had already pulled off her boy shorts. Now, Wen Shanshan's fair, perky buttocks, along with her alluring [X] within, are still wet and exposed. Wei Mingdi can't help but lick his lips lewdly. He then rummages around and pulls out a large [X], slowly inserting it between Wen Shanshan's two [X]… "Mmmph mmmph mmmph~ Mmmph…" As soon as the [X] is halfway inserted, Wen Shanshan's delicate body suddenly twitches as if electrocuted. Then, she weakly opens her seductive eyes a crack. As a female investigator, her resistance to drugs is naturally much stronger than that of girls her age. The stimulation in her lower body also causes her to wake up prematurely. However, under the effect of the medicine, her entire body is soft and limp. Realizing what Wei Mingdi is doing, Wen Shanshan immediately sheds tears of helplessness. Wei Mingdi, far from feeling any pity, becomes even more vigorous. He directly shoves the half-inserted [X] into her amidst Wen Shanshan's pained writhing. "Investigator Wen~ You woke up quickly. It seems my [X] didn't satisfy you enough earlier. Now I'll get you a new toy… and let you experience being penetrated from both ends simultaneously… Hahahaha…" Wei Mingdi proudly pats Wen Shanshan's face, then turns the switch of the [X] to its maximum setting. As the [X], with its intense vibrations, presses against Wen Shanshan's [X], delivering stimulation and tremors, Wen Shanshan, who was already weak and limp from the medicine, immediately kicks her legs forward. In an instant, her entire body seems to stiffen, hitting the bedboard with a series of thuds. This is exactly the effect Wei Mingdi wants. He directly spreads his legs, forcefully places them on Wen Shanshan's waist, and pins her down tightly. Then, under Wen Shanshan's dazed and terrified