Kidnapper's Handbook: Sister DID

Sasha closed her beautiful eyes in humiliation. For her sister's safety, she could only slightly part her small lips, obediently allowing the stockings that made her gag to be stuffed into her mouth again. The dense, moist silk gradually filled her entire mouth, and the intense discomfort made her want to retch. "And, get me another pair of stockings to gag her with. If she spits out the stockings, I'll carve up your pretty face," the robber said, watching with relish but not forgetting to urge and threaten. Ling'er flinched in fear at first, but after a moment's hesitation, she complied. She picked up another pair of stockings, stretched them taut, and forcefully gagged Sasha's mouth with them. After wrapping them around several times and tying them tight, it made it harder for Sasha to spit out the stockings. However, the strong elasticity pushed the stockings further into Sasha's mouth, choking her and causing her to shed tears of grievance. "Mmmph... mmmph mmmph ahhh..." Sasha's originally alluring and charming mature voice, filtered through the stockings, turned into faint whimpers and moans, revealing a tragic and tender charm. "Very good. A beauty like your sister should be bound like this. Now it's your turn. Untie the stockings binding your sister's feet to the chair, then take off her socks and stuff them into your own mouth!" the robber said, pushing his luck. His gaze towards the two sisters became increasingly lewd and lustful. "You About ten minutes later, Ling'er and Sasha, after confirming the robber had left, dared to "whimper" and communicate. However, their mouths were stuffed with stockings, making their words muffled and unclear. The sisters could only rely on their years of默契 (tacit understanding) to inch along the floor like two caterpillars, moving closer together. Because Ling'er had studied dance, her delicate body had a bit more flexibility. She first knelt up, arching her butt as much as possible, trying to reach the knot binding Sasha's hands. But the knot was far more secure than she imagined; this perverted bastard had tied a death knot! "Woo woo wah... woo woo woo..." Seeing Sasha's hands, already slightly engorged from being bound, Ling'er slumped down in frustration, shaking her head. Her beautiful eyes were now streaming with tears, looking utterly pitiful. But Sasha refused to give up. She struggled to kneel on the ground, trying to maintain her balance. She pushed off with her toes, hoping to use momentum to stand up, but because her legs were bound too tightly and painfully, she toppled over onto the floor. "Woo woo ah ah woo woo woo..." Sasha cried out in pain, rolling on the ground. Ling'er, her heart aching, twisted her delicate body to her sister's side. She stretched her head out, rubbing against Sasha's small hands, trying to dislodge the stocking from her mouth. Finally, with Sasha's cooperation, Ling'er managed to spit out the stocking that had been blocking her mouth. She gasped for air, her voice trembling with fear and tears, "Sister, are you okay? I... I was so scared..." Then Sasha also successfully spat out her stocking. While comforting Ling'er's wounded spirit, she slightly twisted her bound, immobile body and said, "Ling'er, we need to find a way to escape quickly. Otherwise, if the robber comes back, we're finished..." "Mmm..." Ling'er nodded, trembling. She looked down at the ropes on her own body, feeling both ashamed and annoyed. How could there be such a perverted and strong binding method? It left her breathless, and with every struggle, the ropes tightened around her soft breasts, causing her pretty face to flush slightly. "Later, we'll first try to open the door. Then I'll go to the living room to find a phone, and you go to the kitchen to find a small knife to see if you can cut the ropes," Sasha said, feigning calmness while suppressing her fear. Afterward, the sisters wriggled like two caterpillars to the door. Looking at the high doorknob, they fell into distress. Their doorknob was round, and they couldn't stand up to reach it. They could only adopt the most shameful and provocative posture, arching their butts and extending their bound legs to rub against the doorknob. "Sister, push harder, hold on for me!" Their bare feet, bound tightly together by the dense ropes, strained to open the door. Ling'er no longer cared that her nightgown was in disarray, revealing a large expanse of alluring spring scenery. After a great deal of effort, the door was finally opened with difficulty. Ling'er couldn't help but cast a slightly resentful glance at her sister. She regretted listening to her sister's advice when renovating and buying this type of doorknob. It was too difficult to open with their feet. Sasha's pretty face also flushed slightly. She had never imagined that the door would need to be opened with her jade feet, and while bound together. She could only cough lightly to ease the awkward atmosphere. "Ling'er, don't just stand there! Hurry and find a way to cut the ropes. We don't have much time!" "Ah, oh..." Ling'er blinked slightly, then straightened her bound legs and dragged her body. Unable to move freely, she could only rely on this shameful action to move. The slight pain from her fair, shapely buttocks rubbing against the floor made Ling'er cry out. She regretted not wearing stockings; it would have been much smoother to drag her butt. Ling'er and the others didn't choose to call for help loudly for two reasons. First, they were afraid the robber hadn't gone far and might return if they heard any noise. Second, they lived in a relatively secluded area with few neighbors, which might be why the robber targeted them. So the sisters divided their tasks. One managed to stand up, leaning against the wall. Ling'er hopped to the kitchen, but to her dismay, she couldn't reach the small knife on the table. Helpless, she had to hop back to the living room. "Sister, I can't reach..." Ling'er said with a dejected face, almost crying. This was the first time in her life she had been bound in such a shameful manner. Fear mixed with humiliation made her emotions unbearable. Sasha's sigh was Ling'er's only response. But Sasha still comforted her sister, "Ling'er, that bastard took all our phones. Since we can't break free from the ropes or make a call, we have to escape. Otherwise, if that bastard comes back, we're done for!" "But our hands and feet are tied. How can we escape..." Ling'er choked out. Bound like this, even if they escaped, they would be too ashamed to face anyone. Especially her chest, which was bound in such a way. Due to her previous struggles, a large portion of Ling'er's fair, soft breasts had been exposed. Her tender nipples, erect from physiological response, looked both alluring and decadent. But if the robber returned, what awaited them might not be simple binding. So, no matter how unwilling or ashamed they felt, they had to find a way to escape. "You dare to scream again, you little brat!" the robber snarled, viciously pulling a strangely shaped object from his bag. It was a massive, phallic-like rod, with straps on either side that looked like restraints. Ling'er recognized it instantly – wasn't that a man's cock? What did this pervert intend to do?! The robber grabbed Ling'er's delicate chin, forcing her mouth open, and then shoved the ugly, bizarre rod deep inside. The thick object unceremoniously filled her entire mouth, muffling her screams into incoherent sounds. The contact between her soft tongue and the dildo filled her with shame and fury. "Ahhh, no! No! Save! No!" Ling'er thrashed her head, trying to spit out the nauseating object. But the robber was quick, pulling the straps to the back of her head and tightening them, forcing the dildo deeper into her mouth, even poking her tender throat. She felt an urge to cough, but the more she tried, the worse it became. "What, uncomfortable? I was kindly bringing you sisters some fun toys, and you tried to run away. Hmph, don't blame me for being rough then. Tell me, where did the other girl go?!" the robber demanded, cruelly lifting Ling'er's chin. "Mmmph, cough cough..." Ling'er despairingly closed her eyes, filled with humiliation. She could only pray in her heart that Sister Shasha had hidden well and hadn't been found by this pervert. Seeing Ling'er's defiance, the robber didn't get angry. He smiled sinisterly, "What a deep sisterly bond. But I bet she couldn't have gotten far. Do you think she could bear to watch her own sister be violated and played with like this? Hahaha!!" Ling'er's eyes snapped open in terror and rage. She looked at the robber's mocking smile, and her heart sank to the bottom. If she could, she wished she could smash her head against something and die, rather than endure this humiliating torment. Her fragile pride had been utterly shattered the moment the dildo was forced into her mouth. "Hmph, I have more than just these goodies!" the robber leered, pulling a pair of shackles and a collar from his bag. Ignoring Ling'er's frantic struggles in his arms, he unceremoniously fastened the collar around her neck. Ling'er felt as shameful and helpless as a bitch. Then, the robber untied the ropes binding her ankles, allowing her to stand awkwardly with her legs spread slightly. This unnatural posture made her incredibly uncomfortable. Next, a pair of cold, unfeeling shackles locked onto her delicate feet, further restricting her movement. What else did he have planned?! Seeing the robber rummaging in the bag again, Ling'er feared he would pull out something even more devastating and shameful. She desperately wanted to escape, but the robber held the chain of her collar firmly, making escape impossible. Ling'er could only watch helplessly as the robber reached into the bag and fumbled around, pulling out several items she had never seen before. But she knew, the stranger the item, the more shameful it usually was. She could only whimper and sob, trying to release the overwhelming despair in her heart. The robber first produced a small clamp, with a cute pink bell hanging from it. As Ling'er stood there bewildered, the robber directly began to torment the soft mounds on her chest. Already bound and bulging within the figure-eight rope harness, her breasts could hardly withstand such abuse! Ling'er felt a sharp pain and wanted to scream, but the dildo in her mouth distorted her cries into seductive moans, forcing her to continue licking the thick object in her mouth. As Ling'er gasped and writhed in agony, the robber turned his attention to her nipples. He quickly clamped the sharp-toothed bell onto Ling'er's sensitive nipples. The intense pain made her struggle and writhe frantically, her heaving breasts causing the bell to jingle with each movement, producing a pleasant sound. But the more she struggled, the more excruciating the pain in her clamped nipples became. "Ahhh! No! Nooo!" But the robber wasn't finished with Ling'er. He whispered in her ear, "I originally thought two young girls wouldn't cause much trouble, but it seems you have a lot of energy. Haha, very good. Then let's try something a little more exciting." With that, the robber produced a much thicker, vibrating dildo. Ling'er couldn't believe such a terrifying object existed. She realized this one wouldn't be going into her mouth. The only other possibility was her most private, sensitive area between her legs! Ling'er felt a sudden chill in her lower body. She looked down in panic. Her pink, lace-trimmed panties were ripped away by the robber, revealing the dark, dense jungle beneath. She was exposed naked in the wilderness, and then the dildo the robber held unceremoniously parted her untouched flower and began to thrust roughly into her wet cunt. "Ahhh! Nooo!" The intense pain made Ling'er cry out, her legs weakening, almost buckling beneath her. Fortunately, the robber held her collar chain tightly, preventing her from falling. Her lower body filled with a foreign object for the first time, Ling'er experienced a sensation of pleasure mixed with excruciating pain. At this point, she couldn't even struggle, and every breath brought a tearing pain from her nether regions. Time lost all meaning for Ling'er and Sasha. Not only did they endure the perverted kidnapper's shameful training and humiliation when awake, but even their sleep offered no respite from being bound and restrained. To make matters worse, the infernal vibrating egg stuffed in their panties relentlessly drained their energy, leaving the sisters in a state of exquisite torment. The kidnapper opened the refrigerator, only to find the house's food supply depleted. After a moment's thought, he cast a malicious gaze at the two sisters, limp and pliant on the sofa from his conditioning, a wicked smile spreading across his face. Sasha's heart sank. This pervert always devised new ways to torment her and her sister, and she dreaded to think what depraved idea was brewing now. "You have a choice before you," the kidnapper chuckled, his eyes leering over their enticing bodies. "I need to go out and buy some things today. But considering how you two worked together to escape last time, I've decided one of you will stay home, and the other will accompany me. So, how do you wish to choose?" "Mmmph..." Ling'er instinctively recoiled, fear etched on her face. The terror this perverted kidnapper instilled had burrowed deep into her bones over the past few days. "Mmmph..." Despite her revulsion and fear, Sasha knew she had to face it. She struggled to rise from the sofa, her body aching, her mind racing with thoughts of finding an opportunity to escape or seek help. "Very good, my good girlfriends, hehe," the kidnapper purred. "Hmph!" Sasha, her mouth gagged, refused to speak further, turning her head away in shame and anger. The kidnapper stepped forward, pulling Sasha aside. He looked down at Ling'er, trembling in the corner of the sofa, and said, "Then you will stay home obediently. But to prevent any further escape attempts, I'll have to give you special treatment." Before long, the pitiable Ling'er was once again bound tightly. A specially designed horse-bit gag was stuffed into her mouth, its strap cinching her jaw to push the large gag deeper, making it impossible for her to dislodge it with her tongue. The ropes confined Ling'er's every limb. Her hands were tied behind her back, crossed and hoisted. Her long, shapely legs, clad in white stockings, were bound from ankle to thigh. Her small feet, forced into Lolita high heels, were tethered by another rope to the knot behind her, forcing her into an agonizingly extreme spread-eagle position. She could feel her head almost touching the heels. Fortunately, Ling'er was quite flexible; anyone else would have been dislocated. To further prevent any escape, the perverted kidnapper attached an extra rope to the knot binding her limbs. With a strong pull, he fastened the other end to a beam on the ceiling, hoisting Ling'er's entire body into the air. Her weight now bore down on the taut rope, constricting her body in mid-air. The biting sensation of the rope against her skin was unbearable. "Hehe, now you'll be good, won't you?" the kidnapper said with satisfaction, admiring his handiwork. Although the chance of Ling'er escaping alone in this state was virtually zero, he wickedly lifted her skirt, which had been cruelly indented by the ropes, and slowly inserted a vibrating egg into her white, semi-transparent lace panties. The egg slid precisely between her legs and into her core, the familiar, maddening sensation bringing tears to Ling'er's eyes. Having dealt with Ling'er, the kidnapper turned his lecherous gaze to Sasha. He stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Now, for our first outing 'date,' how should I dress you up? Let me think." "Mmmph mmmph! Mmmph mmmph!!" Sasha's face flushed crimson under his lewd, appraising stare. She wanted to refuse, but her mouth, filled with the gag, could only produce muffled sounds. "Ah, how about a no-bra look! Hehe!" The kidnapper's eyes lit up with a sudden inspiration, conjuring a highly lewd and alluring image in his mind. The sisters' hands and feet were shackled and bound, allowing them limited movement without the risk of them bolting into the wilderness. To prevent any cries for help, the kidnapper "thoughtfully" fitted them with hollowed-out gags. Watching the sisters bite down on the gags, their expressions filled with unwilling defiance, the kidnapper felt his own desires stirring. Under the kidnapper's coercion, the sisters, still bound by handcuffs and shackles, were forced to haul a large, triangular wooden log from the trunk. They had no idea why the kidnapper insisted on bringing it, but they had no choice. As the three arrived between two trees, the kidnapper paused. Surveying the open surroundings, he mused that if he abandoned the sisters here, someone would spot them within half a day, preventing them from becoming a corpse in the wilderness. The exact timeframe, however, depended on their luck. The kidnapper first cuffed the two girls to separate trees, one on the left and one on the right. With their hands and feet restrained, Ling'er and Sasha had no hope of escape. They could only watch helplessly as the kidnapper tinkered with the strange triangular log. The sisters writhed restlessly, their sexy bodies undulating, emitting muffled cries. The kidnapper suspended the log between two trees with ropes, about a meter off the ground. Once that was done, he retrieved a large bundle of ropes from his bag with ill intent and approached the sisters. "Mmmph! Mmmph mmmph!" Terrified, the sisters thrashed their delicate bodies, desperate to escape the impending torment of restraint. Ling'er was the first to be un-cuffed from the tree. Before she could recover, her fair, jade-like hands were roughly twisted behind her back and clasped together. Ling'er cried out in pain, but the kidnapper showed no mercy. In a flash, he bound her delicate body tightly with the ropes. Ling'er's hands were bound together behind her back, her wrists, elbows, and shoulders secured by an eight-shaped rope tie. To make matters worse, the kidnapper ingeniously placed a soft rubber ball in each of her hands. He then meticulously wrapped her delicate hands with black tape, sealing them tightly together. This rendered Ling'er's fingers completely immobile, forcing her hands to remain in a clenched fist, with no room for movement. With a slight smile, the kidnapper then embraced Ling'er's slender waist and forced her to lift one of her long, grey-stockinged, sexy legs over the log before setting it down. To prevent her escape, the kidnapper re-shackled her feet, leaving the log awkwardly positioned between her legs. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph! Mmmph mmmph! You!! Mmmph mmmph!!" The kidnapper then abandoned the bewildered Ling'er and brought Sasha over. He sealed Sasha's hands together with tape around a pair of small rubber balls, just as he had done with Ling'er. However, Sasha's hands were further restrained by a sturdy single-cuff glove. Once the glove was tightened, the kidnapper attached straps to Sasha's shoulders, forcing her to arch her full, alluring breasts forward. With the restraint glove secured, Sasha's arms were completely fused to her upper body. From the side, she resembled a graceful mermaid who had lost her arms. Despite the glove's restraint, the kidnapper was still uneasy. He picked up more rope and artfully created diamond shapes across Sasha's chest. A rope then extended from the bottom of this diamond net, passed between Sasha's legs, and tightened around her tender core. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph! Mmmph mmmph mmmph!!" As Sasha struggled and writhed, she was forced to lift her legs over the suspended log. She suddenly understood the pervert's intention: he wanted them to sit on this sharp-edged, triangular log for torment. She knew that a woman's nether regions were already sensitive and fragile; sitting on such a wooden horse would be excruciatingly painful. But the sisters had no choice now. They thrashed and struggled, trying to escape, but the kidnapper had already raised the suspended log higher, embedding it deeply into their secret gardens beneath their skirts. The kidnapper continued to apply pressure, lifting the wooden horse higher. The smaller Ling'er's feet left the ground, and she could only stand on her tiptoes, struggling to maintain her balance, gasping for air to alleviate the tearing pain in her lower body. The kidnapper chuckled and continued to torment the sisters. He folded and bound their legs together, preventing them from standing and relieving the pain. All their body weight was forced onto their groins, and intense pain and pleasure washed over the sisters' minds and bodies, oscillating between climax and despair. They were forced to lean against each other, facing each other, resting their heads on each other's shoulders, moaning and groaning in pain. The constant swaying of the suspended log was like a saw, relentlessly torturing their nether regions, causing immense suffering. "Heh heh, I've had a lot of fun with you two lately, I'm almost reluctant to say goodbye. But it's time to part ways. Hmph hmph, one last little toy for you two," the kidnapper said with a smile. He forcibly separated the sisters and then ripped off their bras. Two pairs of full, alluring, and elastic breasts sprang forth. Their rosy nipples, engorged with blood, became swollen and incredibly alluring. The kidnapper produced two nipple clamps with a connecting chain. He attached them to Sasha's and Ling'er's nipples. Now, the sisters' struggles and movements would pull on the chain, causing each other's nipples to sting, escalating their pain and pleasure to a new level. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ugh! Ahhh!"