Bondage Directive

"Where am I?" Shaman found herself in a small, enclosed room, still securely bound to a chair. Her arms were tied behind her back in a "W" shape, her upper body completely fastened to the back of the chair, her breasts pushed high by the ropes. Her legs were tightly bound by two ropes, her ankles connected to the chair legs. She had been moved directly from the bar to this small room in her restrained state. It seemed, as Mr. Chu had said, this was a completely different world. "Where am I?" Shaman murmured, trying to struggle. The ropes didn't budge at all. "Hello, newcomer, what's your name?" Suddenly, she heard a pleasant voice. Looking closely, she saw a palm-sized humanoid creature dancing in the air. A fairy? "Hello." Seeing the cute creature, Shaman was immediately captivated and smiled, "I'm Shaman, and you are?" "Hello, Shaman, I am your personal assistant. You can give me a name." Shaman saw that it was a miniature beauty dressed in a red bandeau and a short skirt. If she were scaled up, she would definitely not lose to Shaman in terms of figure. "Personal assistant... You're so beautiful, let's call you Lily." "Okay, Shaman." The little fairy danced joyfully in the air. "As your personal assistant, I will give you a comprehensive explanation of this world called 'Binding Command'." "Okay... but can you untie me first?" "No problem," Lily said. "This is your room, and you can fulfill any wish here... I suggest you try to imagine yourself being unbound." "Is that so..." Shaman's mind moved, and suddenly she found the ropes on her body had automatically loosened. "Wow, it's amazing." "Yes, this is a world of infinite possibilities," Lily said. "Of course, there's one thing I need to remind you of: all players have this ability in their own rooms, so don't casually enter other players' rooms, or you might directly become someone else's personal property—unless you approve of the player, of course." "Okay." Shaman moved her limbs, making a gesture of listening intently. She noticed that the marks of the ropes on her body were fading at a visible speed, a detail that astonished her again. "Then I'll explain briefly," Lily cleared her throat. "The name of this world is 'Binding Command'. SM enthusiasts from various parallel worlds may be selected to enter this game and become players. The main god will send you into specific scenes or worlds to complete designated tasks, earning items and points. Points can be exchanged for abilities and items. There's nothing you can't get if you can imagine it." "Points, you mean?" "This is it." Lily waved her hand, and Shaman saw her full-body image appear in the air, with some numbers and a list below. "This is your personal system panel, which you can access at any time," Lily pointed to a spot and then indicated each item one by one. "This is the points section, 100 points, which is the initial points for newcomers; this is some of your personal data; this is your item inventory, which is currently empty, but these ropes on the ground can be directly collected into the item inventory; this is your skill section, which is also empty; this is your player attribute, female M player. There are four types of players in this world: male S players, female S players, female bisexual players, and female M players. This is your profession. Professions are divided into two categories. Currently, your profession is the magician's female assistant. This is an SM profession, which is unique and can be transferred and upgraded... Speaking of which, we have quite a few magician players, it seems that female magicians are more or less into SM... There are also life professions, which are currently empty; finally, this is your mission, which is also empty." Shaman broke out in a sweat. She was actually a special police officer, but she had guest-starred as a magician's female assistant and was sent into this world, unexpectedly becoming her profession. "During missions, I will be by your side. Except for specific missions, others cannot see me," Lily put away the personal panel. "However, I will not give you any hints. You can command me with your thoughts to open the personal panel at any time. By the way, this is directly mapped to your mind, so even if your eyes are covered, you can check your personal panel at any time." "And then this is the shop." Lily opened another panel. "This is the shop panel, which can only be used in your personal room. You can exchange for everything you can imagine and beyond, including but not limited to items, bloodlines, abilities, etc." "Okay, but why is there nothing here?" "Because there are no search conditions. Search conditions can be chosen by you." "Any recommendations?" "Your current points are 100, so you can only exchange for some basic items. You already have enough ropes, so you can save the points for buying ropes," Lily replied. "But as an M player, gag and blindfold items are also a must. I suggest you spend 100 points to buy an infinite roll of black tape, which can be used for binding, gagging, and blindfolding." "What does this infinite roll of black tape mean?" "It means exactly what it says, it's tape that can be used infinitely." "That magical? Then will there be infinite ropes or infinite gags?" "There are infinite ropes," Lily's forehead was covered in black lines. "Infinite gags, is that necessary?" "Okay." Shaman knew she had asked a stupid question and smiled sheepishly. "Then let's exchange for this infinite tape." "Okay, the item is already in your item inventory," Lily replied, opening the item panel. Indeed, there were already two items: one was the infinite black tape, and the other was a pile of ropes. "So, can I put the items I get in the world into my item inventory too?" Shaman asked. "Yes, the same items can be stacked, but the item inventory has a quantity limit," Lily replied. Shaman noticed that the item inventory only had sixteen slots. "You can expand the item inventory by spending points, but the more you expand it, the more points it costs." As her vision cleared, Shaman found herself standing before a residential house. "Initial mission, a new beginning; Mission background: Virtual Scenario," Lily said, and Shaman saw the mission tab on her personal panel light up. "This is the mission?" Shaman asked. "I won't provide any explanations for normal missions, but this beginner mission will offer some," Lily replied. "All missions for female M players are related to being bound. Completing missions will earn rewards, with additional rewards for high completion. Failure to complete a mission will result in a penalty, though there are no penalties for beginner missions." "Players need to find clues within the world or scenario themselves, but the clues will be near the player's teleportation point. For example, this mission is actually a scenario mission, and the only scenario is this residential house before you, so the mission must involve entering this house. By the way, mission backgrounds are divided into four types: Virtual Scenario, Virtual World, Real Scenario, and Real World." "Okay, I understand," Shaman nodded, took two steps forward, and rang the doorbell. "Please come in." Miraculously, the person spoke English, yet Shaman understood it as if it were her native tongue. The door was ajar. Shaman pushed it open and entered a spacious hall. In the center was a bar, with a sofa and two chairs on one side. A typical Western man was standing up from the sofa. What caught her eye was the neat arrangement of many restraint tools on the bar, including several large bundles of ropes, leather straps, handcuffs, a straitjacket, tape, medical gauze, an eye mask, a gag, and more. "You must be Miss Shaman, what a charming Oriental woman," the man extended his hand. "I am Old Wolf." "Hello, Mr. Wolf," Shaman lightly shook his hand. It seemed that in this mission setting, she and this Mr. Wolf had some kind of arrangement, but she didn't know what it was. "Please have a seat, Miss Shaman. Do you have any questions about our arrangement?" Old Wolf asked. God knows what arrangement, Shaman thought. She smiled and said, "I don't have many questions, but could you elaborate a bit? Let's see if our understanding aligns." "Very good. However, besides communicating with the NPC, you can search your memory for basic mission instructions," Lily explained timely. "Of course, some detailed information and hidden content need to be discovered by yourself." "Really?" Shaman recalled carefully and indeed found some suddenly generated memories. At the same time, the other party began his explanation. "I understand," Old Wolf nodded, pulling out a stack of US dollars. "Here is three thousand dollars. I will use various props to bind you, and you must escape within ten minutes. If you succeed, this three thousand dollars is yours. If you fail, you can choose to continue challenging, but each time you fail, you must remove one piece of clothing for the next challenge, until you are completely naked. Is that alright?" This seemed to align with Shaman's memory. He then smiled, "I see you're not wearing many clothes today, so you probably don't have many chances to challenge." At this moment, Shaman was still wearing the black slip dress she had on when she went to the bar, with only underwear beneath. She also didn't have a habit of exposing her body in front of strangers, so she just smiled in response. "So, no other questions?" Old Wolf asked. "No," Shaman replied. "Good, then please sign here," Old Wolf produced a document. Shaman looked at it. It stated the same meaning as what he had just said. The important part was that the binding between them was voluntary on Shaman's part, and Old Wolf was not illegally detaining Shaman. Shaman looked it over, found no issues, and signed her name. As soon as she signed, Shaman received a prompt: You have initiated the main quest: M's Beginning. Quest Requirement: Choose your talent during the upcoming S&M. Quest Reward: Unlock Talent Tree. Failure Penalty: None. "Alright, then, Miss Shaman, shall we begin?" Old Wolf glanced at the contract, put it away with satisfaction, and turned to Shaman. "Okay," Shaman nodded. "Then, please place your hands behind your back." Old Wolf was an experienced hand. Ten minutes later, Shaman was securely bound and placed on the sofa. As Shaman enjoyed the sensation of being tightly bound, she also received the following prompts: Old Wolf used cotton rope on your arms (wrists). Your freedom of movement decreased by 12%. Your current freedom of movement is 88%. Old Wolf used cotton rope on your arms (forearms). Your freedom of movement decreased by 10%. Your current freedom of movement is 78%. Old Wolf used cotton rope on your arms (elbows). Your freedom of movement decreased by 10%. Your current freedom of movement is 68%. Your arms are completely bound. Old Wolf used cotton rope on your legs (ankles). Your freedom of movement decreased by 15%. Your current freedom of movement is 53%. Old Wolf used cotton rope on your legs (below knees). Your freedom of movement decreased by 10%. Your current freedom of movement is 43%. Your freedom of movement is below 50%. Old Wolf used cotton rope on your legs (above knees). Your freedom of movement decreased by 7%. Your current freedom of movement is 36%. Old Wolf used cotton rope on your legs (thighs). Your freedom of movement decreased by 6%. Your current freedom of movement is 30%. Your legs are completely bound. Old Wolf used cotton rope on your torso (chest). Your freedom of movement decreased by 10%. Your current freedom of movement is 20%. Your freedom of movement is below 20%. Old Wolf used cotton rope on your torso (waist and hips). Your freedom of movement decreased by 5%. Your current freedom of movement is 15%. This was one of the tightest restraints she had ever experienced. Her upper body was bound in a European-style straight arm position, but just the forearms alone used three ropes, with the elbows bound tightly together above and below. The ropes at her wrists were connected to her thong, rendering her wrists completely immobile. Two long ropes bound her upper arms to her chest, forcing her breasts high. Her legs were bound from ankles to the top of her thighs with four long ropes, tying her legs very tightly. "Now, you have ten minutes," Old Wolf said to Shaman after placing the gag in her mouth. Old Wolf used a gag on you. Your freedom of movement decreased by 6%. Your current freedom of movement is 9%. Newbie Gathering Hall Mission: Guiding the Rope Master; Mission Background: Real Scene. You have initiated the Newbie Gathering Hall Mission: Guiding the Rope Master. Mission Objective: Guide a newbie rope master to complete a bondage session on yourself. Mission Reward: Determined by final ranking. Failure Penalty: None. Special Note: During this mission, you cannot confirm your own freedom, so... my adorable perverts, experience it with your own bodies. Additionally, you can only use ropes and cannot use your own props. Unlike previous missions, Shaman received the mission prompt directly upon entering the mission world, rather than needing to explore it herself. She found herself in a deserted little bar, seated at a round table facing a small stage with several large BDSM apparatuses. All four individuals, including Shaman, wore BDSM-themed butterfly masks. Facing Shaman was an Eastern woman with black hair cut to her ears, wearing a white shirt and a black dress, petite and slender. Her displayed name was "Mei Die." To her right was a woman with golden curly hair and striking blue and red eyes, a voluptuous figure with ample breasts and hips, and plump, fair thighs, wearing a camisole and hot pants. Her name was Persian Cat. To her left was another blonde woman, dressed in a queenly outfit of leather attire and a short skirt, named Black Sea Queen. Incidentally, Shaman was also wearing a black slip dress and black stockings with high heels at this time. "Three elder sisters," Mei Die, seated directly opposite, spoke first. "Welcome to my mission. I am a newcomer to this world and, during my newbie mission, I happened to obtain the ability to open a newbie gathering hall mission. My assistant advised me to open the mission immediately to meet new friends. Therefore, there are only mission rewards, no mission penalties!" "Lily, can you get such an item in a newbie mission... Lily?" Shaman murmured subconsciously, but received no reply. She then remembered that Lily had mentioned she wouldn't provide hints in missions after the newbie stage. "Hello everyone." The two Western women were also enthusiastic and unrestrained, introducing themselves one after another. "Haha, my name is Persian Cat. I've already completed two missions. This is truly a wonderful world. In the real world, I'm also a BDSM model!" "My name is Black Sea Queen. In reality, I'm a famous agent, hehe. I've completed three missions already. Actually, I'm versatile, both S and M. But during my newbie mission, my M side acted up, so I chose the pervert talent. I'll likely choose S as my second talent next. If you need to be disciplined in the future, you can find me." "My name is Shaman." In this world, Shaman was willing to shed all pretense of reality, but reserve was still a must. "In reality, I'm a magician's female assistant. My boss often likes to tie me up during performances, and I've unknowingly developed an interest. I've also just completed my newbie mission." "Since we've all met, and it's fate that we met here, why don't we add each other as friends first?" Mei Die suggested. "Huh?" Shaman was confused. "Did your assistant not mention adding friends?" Mei Die looked at her with a puzzled gaze. The other two women chuckled. "It seems your assistant isn't very competent." "Uh... no, she really didn't." Shaman thought for a moment and shook her head. Then, she noticed that a "Social" option had appeared in her control panel. It seemed she had simply overlooked it. Shaman accepted the friend requests from the three women and heard Mei Die say, "Although I'm a model in reality, to be honest, I've only ever been tied up by others. I don't have much experience." "Haha, I have the advantage here," Black Sea Queen laughed. "In reality, I have relevant experience." "Then, does Shaman have experience?" Mei Die asked with a smile. "Me?" Shaman thought for a moment. "Actually, in reality, I've only been tied up by others. I don't have any other experience. I actually wanted to choose the escape talent, but then there was an unexpected change, which is why I ended up with the pervert talent." Although the four of them appeared to be in good spirits, Shaman felt something was amiss, so she didn't reveal everything. As the four were chatting, the bar door was pushed open, and a group of five people entered. Leading them was a woman with a strong aura, appearing to be in her early thirties. She had long, straight black hair, a buxom figure, a tiny waist, and shapely legs. She seemed to be a queenly type. Behind her were four young people with generic faces, all around twenty years old. "Hello, my darlings," she said. "Come and meet our cute newbies." "Greetings, seniors." Clearly, these four newcomers were also quite reserved. Judging by their tone, they seemed to be Japanese. At this moment, everyone received a system prompt: Mission start. Please select the person you wish to guide. Then, the data of the other party appeared before the four individuals. Tanaka Saburo: Stamina 4, Strength 3, Agility 4, Spirit 4. Skill: Multiple Bindings. Nakano Shuhei: Stamina 3, Strength 4, Agility 4, Spirit 4. Skill: Flexible Entanglement. Ozawa Hideki: Stamina 4, Strength 4, Agility 3, Spirit 4. Skill: Tightening Grip. Kurosaki Shigeyoshi: Stamina 4, Strength 4, Agility 4, Spirit 3. Skill: Reinforced Knots. All their stats were lower than Shaman's, indicating they were truly newbies among newbies... describing them as "useless" wouldn't be an exaggeration. However, Shaman had never heard of these skills. Further investigation only yielded a "cannot display further" prompt. "This is..." Seeing the items Sister Rachel brought back, panting, Shaman felt his throat go dry. It was a set of full-body restraints, looking somewhat aged, but very clean, with a faint blue glow. "This set of magic restraints was used by our church to imprison a succubus in the past," Sister Rachel replied. "It also happens to fit a woman's figure." "Ah... haha, that's great," Shaman wiped his brow. "So, do you know how to use this thing?" "This..." The nun became a little uneasy. "When I was little, out of curiosity, I experimented with these magic shackles on myself." So the nun was also a fellow enthusiast. Shaman's gaze towards her immediately became more intimate, but he didn't forget his mission: "That's wonderful. Then, could I trouble you to restrain me with this prop? I will explain it to the children." "Okay." "Thank you... Children, break time is over, gather now." "To render a captive unable to resist, we need some props. Of course, this set of magic shackles is a very good tool." "Arms are the most important tools of the human body, so the first thing to deal with is the arms. Here, I must explain that while restraining the arms in front is possible, it is clearly more effective to have both hands bound behind the back." Sister Rachel applied the magic shackles to your arms (wrists), reducing your freedom of movement by 12%. Your current freedom of movement is 88%. Sister Rachel applied the magic shackles to your arms (elbows), reducing your freedom of movement by 10%. Your current freedom of movement is 78%. Sister Rachel applied the magic shackles to your arms (upper arms), reducing your freedom of movement by 10%. Your current freedom of movement is 68%. Your arms are now completely bound. "Next, to prevent the captive from escaping, we need to bind the captive's legs as well." Sister Rachel applied the magic shackles to your legs (ankles), reducing your freedom of movement by 15%. Your current freedom of movement is 53%. Sister Rachel applied the magic shackles to your legs (below the knees), reducing your freedom of movement by 10%. Your current freedom of movement is 43%. Your freedom of movement has dropped below 50%. Sister Rachel applied the magic shackles to your legs (above the knees), reducing your freedom of movement by 7%. Your current freedom of movement is 36%. Sister Rachel applied the magic shackles to your legs (thighs), reducing your freedom of movement by 6%. Your current freedom of movement is 30%. Your legs are now completely bound. "Then there are some other methods of restraint, such as for a great beauty like myself... Am I beautiful?" "Beautiful." "Very good. Some special restraints can be applied, like this." Sister Rachel applied the magic shackles to your torso (chest), reducing your freedom of movement by 10%. Your current freedom of movement is 20%. Your freedom of movement has dropped below 20%. You are unable to use combat skills. Sister Rachel applied the magic shackles to your torso (neck), reducing your freedom of movement by 5%. Your current freedom of movement is 15%. Sister Rachel applied the magic shackles to your torso (neck), reducing your freedom of movement by 3%. Your current freedom of movement is 12%. The magic shackles take effect. You have entered the Novice Magic Suppression state. All your magical effects are reduced by three tiers, and spells below tier three will not take effect. The chains of the magic shackles appear loose, but they are actually tightly wrapped around Shaman's body. The shackles fit snugly against his skin, severely restricting his range of motion, and there's a tingling sensation throughout his body. In fact, the only thing Shaman can do now is a zombie-like hop with his feet together. He hears a system notification: You have completed the quest: Bold Adventuress. You have received a reward: 300 points. You discovered a hidden element during the quest: Magic Shackles. You have received a hidden reward: Novice Magic Suppression Shackles. Your achievement "The Educator" is 8/10 complete. This was unexpected. I didn't think so many children would count each one. I wonder if it's a bug. You can choose to return to your room at any time within the next 2 hours, as long as your freedom of movement is above 50%. If you do not choose to return within 2 hours, or are unable to choose to return, you will be forcibly teleported after 2 hours. "Excellent! Do you all understand how to handle potential captives in the future?" "...We understand." "Very clever." Shaman was not interested in the children. He signaled Sister Rachel to release him, then instructed the children to use the magic shackles on Sister Rachel. He, meanwhile, began to study the Novice Magic Suppression Shackles that had already been copied into his inventory. Novice Magic Suppression Shackles: Blue item. Church-exclusive full-body restraints with a novice magic suppression effect. Equipment Effect: Once the neck shackle is in place, it generates a novice magic suppression effect, reducing all of the wearer's magical effects by three tiers. Spells below tier three will not take effect. Special Note: These mass-produced shackles were frequently used during the War of Gods and Demons to restrain cunning female demons. In peacetime, the list of victims expanded to include noblewomen, female knights, and nuns, among others. Do not place blind faith in their effectiveness; immense power and magic can break them. "If it's for the game, I don't think there's any problem." "Excellent, please follow me." Siflod helped Shaman to her feet, grabbed her arm, and began to guide her forward. Shaman was plunged into darkness, but she wasn't nervous at all; she was more excited. Moreover, she was quite confident about completing the mission. In fact, the mission required her to find the missing female adventurer, not rescue her. The special reminder after the mission clearly guided her actions. This meant that even if she were also kidnapped, as long as she was confined with the missing female adventurer, the mission would be considered complete. "We're here, please wait a moment." After about five minutes of winding around, Shaman felt she had been led into something like a basement. Siflod told her to stop. They chatted as they walked, and Siflod casually asked about her purpose for coming here. She didn't reveal everything, only mentioning a senior and briefly describing the appearance of the missing Kise as Harold and others had described. Unfortunately, her eyes were covered, so she couldn't discern anything from Siflod's expression. However, the slight tightening of his grip on her arm made her feel she had found the right place. "Let's begin the first adventure, Miss Meteor," Siflod's footsteps could be heard from behind not long after. "Miss Meteor, have you ever experienced being completely tied up before?" "Haha, an hour ago, I was tightly bound by someone." "Ah, forgive my memory. But what I mean is, completely and utterly tied up." Siflod's voice, tinged with a slight smile, came from behind. Then Shaman felt her wrists being grabbed and pulled behind her. At this moment, a system prompt sounded again: "The 'Night of Adventure' branch is about to begin. Please confirm. Once confirmed, this branch cannot be changed." "Confirm." Shaman didn't hesitate, and then she heard a faint click. Her hands were likely cuffed. Siflod used Fran's Bracelet on your arms (wrists). Your freedom of movement decreased by 12%. Your current freedom of movement is 88%. "Wow." She let out a soft gasp, then smiled. "What is this?" "This is Fran's Bracelet," Siflod explained. Shaman recalled that in the world's introduction, the Goddess of Desire was named Fran, and most of the BDSM props here were related to Fran. Fran's Bracelet, for example, was a euphemism for handcuffs. "So this is Fran's Bracelet?" Shaman smiled. "I've been captured before, and they used something like this, though I didn't know its name. Then, I remember there were also Fran's Anklets and some other things?" "It seems you know quite a bit," Siflod replied. Then Shaman felt her ankles being cuffed. "This is Fran's Anklet, but this is just the first step." Siflod used Fran's Anklet on your legs (ankles). Your freedom of movement decreased by 15%. Your current freedom of movement is 73%. "The first step? What do you mean?" "Whether it's Fran's Bracelet or Fran's Anklet, for an adventurer like you, although they affect your movement, they aren't severe, are they?" "That's true." Shaman shook her arms behind her. In reality, she was a master of yoga and combat fighting. After entering the virtual world, her greatly enhanced physical fitness made her strength far surpass that of the strong warriors in these storylines. Handcuffs and shackles had little effect on her. "In that case, our 'Night of Adventure' would be quite misleading," Siflod chuckled. "So, next, I will cast a small spell on you." "A spell? You're a mage too?" "Not exactly. I'm just a follower of the Goddess Fran, so to a certain extent, I can use some divine arts bestowed by the goddess." "That sounds mystical." "Indeed. However, the goddess's divine arts have unique requirements, necessitating physical contact with specific body parts." As Siflod replied, he wrapped his hands around Shaman's body and placed them on her magnificent breasts. "I hope you don't mind?" "No, of course not... Huh?" Shaman felt an extremely powerful stimulation from where his hands were pressed, like an electric current instantly coursing through her body. She immediately went limp, and Siflod caught her before she fell. "This is a Level 2 divine art, 'Lustful Woman Spell.' However, because my level is too low, its duration won't be very long," Siflod explained. "But it's just an auxiliary effect. Next, Miss Meteor, you should be very obedient and cooperative with my requests, shouldn't you?" "Mmm-hmm." Caught off guard, Shaman's mind went blank, filled with a desire to be further bound. This Lustful Woman Spell could turn any woman into an insatiably lustful woman, let alone Shaman, who was already an M player looking for fun. Siflod's Lustful Woman Spell didn't last long. Five minutes later, Shaman regained her senses. Her eyes were still covered, and she felt she was sitting in a high-backed chair. Her hands were clasped behind the back of the chair, and her legs were tightly bound. She didn't know how many ropes were used, but her body was tied to the back of the chair, and her thighs were bound to the chair. Her hands and feet were completely immobilized. Checking her personal panel, she saw a string of notifications, and her freedom of movement had dropped to 10%. This meant she could only struggle symbolically once or twice, and couldn't even shake the chair at all. "Miss Meteor, how did that feel?" Siflod asked. "Usually, my spell only lasts for two minutes, but on you, Miss Meteor, it lasted for over five minutes. It shows that Miss Meteor is very favored by the goddess." "It was very good..." Shaman murmured. "I can't struggle at all. You can do whatever you want with me now." "That's wonderful." Shaman felt something touch her lips. "This is Fran's Candy. Open your mouth." "Ah... Mmmph..." Shaman knew it was a euphemism for a gag. She obediently opened her mouth, allowing Siflod to insert the entire gag. The gag was likely a Western model, propping her upper and lower jaws completely open, making it impossible to bite down, and then it was tightened at the back of her head. "With this, the first step is complete," Siflod said. "Miss Shaman, would you like me to remove your blindfold and see what you look like? You're truly beautiful." Shaman nodded, and then Siflod untied the blindfold. Shaman slowly opened her eyes, observing her surroundings in the dim light. She was in a dimly lit, large room. The room was filled with various props that were clearly very provocative. As she had felt, her body was completely bound to the chair with black ropes. The chair appeared to be fixed to the floor, so no amount of force would make it wobble. However, she wasn't the only woman in the room. About ten meters away from her, someone was hanging upside down. Her entire body was tightly wrapped in white bandages, but her curvaceous figure indicated she was a very sexy woman. Facing her, Siflod brought over a full-length mirror, allowing Shaman to see herself: just as she had imagined, all her clothes had been removed, and she was sitting naked on the chair, tightly bound to it with black ropes. The chair was made of steel and fixed to the floor. She couldn't see her back, but she assumed her hands were also completely tied by ropes. Under the control of the ropes, she could only slightly shift her body, but it had no effect whatsoever. "Miss Meteor, the ropes we use here are enchanted. Without Saint-level battle aura, it's absolutely impossible to break free," Siflod explained. Shaman nodded, indicating she understood. She felt it was impossible to break free, so she didn't intend to try.