The Sequel to "Police Flower Young Wife Bai Yanni"

"Your clothes are so monotonous, black, white, and nude. You've been sitting in the office too long, with no sense of fashion at all. Let me teach you how to match colors," Lu Xin said teasingly. Sanxia grumbled inwardly, "You didn't even give us time to get dressed properly. Besides, are we supposed to look good to seduce you and accept more humiliation?" Just then, Lu Xin returned with a large pile of colorful stockings and clothes, throwing them in front of the three female slaves. "I've picked out clothes for you. Put them on immediately." With that, he untied their restraints. Sanxia, regaining her freedom and sight, dared not delay for a moment and quickly put on the clothes assigned to her. Yu Xia's peripheral vision caught sight of Gao Jie and Han Binghong in the dining room, and she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, her hands trembling as she put on stockings. The Li sisters were the first to notice the problem. The stockings they were assigned didn't match, and weren't even the same color, but they didn't dare to ask and forced themselves to finish. In a short while, the three were dressed. Li Lixia wore a blue and white sailor-style crop top with a short skirt, one leg adorned with a red stocking and the other with a purple one. Li Jingxia wore a pale pink women's shirt that was a bit too small, paired with black stockings on one leg and white lace fishnets on the other. Yu Xia was dressed in a black halter-neck backless dress, with only one leg in white stockings, the other bare, and a pair of pale green long gloves on her arms. None of the three wore bras or panties. They lined up, awaiting Lu Xin's next command. Lu Xin looked at their comical attire and nodded, "Hmm, this is so vibrant, full of the energy of new-era women." He then wasted no time in binding and gagging the three. Li Lixia and Li Jingxia were subjected to the classic Japanese rear-hand bondage, while Yu Xia was bound with European-style straight-arm bondage. Her arms, encased in silk gloves, appeared even more alluring against the ropes. Lu Xin then dragged the three, who were now prostrate on the floor, so that their heads faced different directions, spaced 120 degrees apart. Their three pairs of delicate feet converged, and their calves were then brought to a vertical position, perpendicular to the ground. Like firewood, their six legs were secured together at the knees. Rope loops were also used to reinforce the ankles and the centers of their feet. Finally, a rope connected the ankle loops to a hook on the ceiling, securing them. Looking down from above, these six differently colored feet overlapped and converged, featuring classic black and white stockings, unique white fishnets outlining the graceful curve of the arches, mysterious and sexy purple stockings, and even a stimulating red that made the blood surge. In the center, a bare foot was nestled, its five fair and rounded toes flexing and extending. The six delicate feet had become a single entity, making it impossible to distinguish whose foot belonged to which of the Sanxia sisters, yet they were as breathtaking as works of art. Lu Xin couldn't resist reaching out and gently stroking the tops of the six feet. The stimulation of their soles immediately elicited a chorus of muffled moans from the three beauties. Lu Xin then used two fingers to mimic a tiny person walking, moving from one foot to another. Wherever his fingers landed, that foot would immediately curl up, like a shy mimosa. Lu Xin felt it wasn't enough, so he found three electric brushes from the kitchen. These brushes had soft bristles at the head, like ordinary brushes, but the base of the bristles was equipped with a motor, which could rotate rapidly when turned on. Lu Xin suspended the three electric brushes from the same hook with thin wires, at a height where the bristles were just near the center of the six adorable little feet. He then switched on all three brushes. The high-speed rotating bristles quickly brought the three beauties to their knees. These brushes were designed to tackle stubborn kitchen stains, but now they were encountering the tender soles of their feet, and the immense stimulation was unimaginable. A piercing itch quickly surged into the minds of the three Sanxia sisters, but they couldn't turn away, nor did they even know what was happening. They could only instinctively thrash their legs, trying to escape the terrifying source of stimulation. However, their legs were bound together and controlled by each other, so they could only tilt in one direction. Their struggles thus turned into a contest of strength, and Yu Xia, being an excellent student from the police academy, had stronger calves and clearly held the advantage. The Li sisters could only helplessly follow her movements most of the time. The brilliance of Lu Xin using three brushes lay precisely in this: no matter which direction the six-in-one beautiful legs tilted, a brush was waiting for them. And although the three brushes were pushed around, they would eventually return to their original positions, adhering to their soles, making all efforts seem futile. The exhibition hall was a dazzling array of displays, starting with the bondage section. First, a beautiful woman in a white shirt and a black pencil skirt was bound with her arms straight up, her wrists hoisted high. Her feet were secured to opposite ends of a steel pipe, forcing her legs apart and her body into a bent-over posture, as if a hostess welcoming visitors. Next, a young girl in a maid outfit was bound in an "ebi" (shrimp) pose, her legs curled up, unable to straighten her body, with a nose hook dangling from her nose. More women were suspended, posed in various ways: simple "shi ma" (four-horse) suspension, single-leg suspension, and others with both legs folded and bound before being hung entirely. The most aesthetically pleasing was a young married woman in a qipao, suspended diagonally. One leg was folded and bound, while the other was pulled straight up, resembling a celestial dancer from Dunhuang murals. Even Lu Xin marveled at it. The surrounding audience snapped photos, their flashes incessantly popping. Sun Lisha and Li Jingxia were naturally in this section. After seeing Wu Jin's work, Lu Xin was highly satisfied. "You've done well, kid. Better than I imagined. Haha, the physical training I gave them last week has shown remarkable results..." At this moment, Li Jingxia was slowly coming to her senses due to the surrounding noise and the vibrations beneath her. Her vision was black. At first, she thought she was dreaming, practicing dance moves. But the soreness in her body and the intense pleasure gradually reminded her she was in another kind of hellish training. Subconsciously, Li Jingxia struggled, only to find her raised right leg trapped between her arms. Coupled with the ropes, she had no room to move. The nightmare of the previous week flooded back. "Why, why this pose again? Damn you, Lu Xin, I... Wait, where am I? Why are there so many people's voices around..." Just then, Lu Xin's pre-recorded narration sounded nearby: "Everyone, the piece before you is titled 'The Dancer's Hardship.' It is inspired by a real pair of dance master and apprentice, depicting their usual high-leg physical training. Witnessing their movements, I'm sure you can all appreciate the beauty of dance and the difficulty of practicing it..." Hearing this, Li Jingxia roughly understood her situation. Sun Lisha must be beside her. Before she could think further, the lewd comments from the audience pierced her ears: "Wow, my first taste of the beauty of dance, so slutty." "I think this artwork should be called static ballet." "Do all dance students train like this? Haha, one teacher and one student, learning dance is really tough..." Each word was like a knife slowly piercing Li Jingxia's heart. She painfully lowered her head. As a dancer, she loved being admired and cheered by the audience on stage. But today, their gazes filled her with shame. "Wuwuwuwu," Li Jingxia cried desperately, as if trying to argue and deny to the audience. On the other side, because Sun Lisha's right leg and Li Jingxia's left leg were tied together, Li Jingxia's struggle also caused Sun Lisha discomfort. Sun Lisha was forced to hop on her tiptoes a few times, making her already numb toes ache even more. Worse, the panties, torn in half and stuffed into her pussy by Wu Jin, fell out. The onlookers gasped, "Look, that girl's panties fell off, and they're stained with cum! Didn't expect her to be such a slut." Some laughed, some applauded. Only Wu Jin looked a bit awkward and quickly looked away, "Ah, an oversight, an oversight." Next, Lu Xin and Wu Jin moved to the interactive BDSM area, which was even more spectacular. One woman, with her limbs folded and bound, could only support her body with her elbows and knees. She wore a horse bridle and bit, and a tail plug was inserted into her anus, making her look like a bitch. She also had a collar around her neck and was led around by another woman dressed as a queen. An air hostess, bound in an M-split position on a chair, wore the red and white uniform of X Airlines. The crotch of her stockings had been torn open, and a high-speed dildo vibrator was repeatedly thrusting into her pussy, forcing her to orgasm. Several women in straitjackets, tightly secured to reclining chairs, were lined up. Each had her legs straight and together, exposing a pair of beautiful feet to the audience. Beside them were various props: feathers, brushes, pencils, fine needles, electric toothbrushes, and more. Without any background prompts, visitors picked up the tools and began a tickling feast, completely disregarding the terrified eyes of the female slaves. There was also a woman, her upper body heavily bound, being led to experience a tightrope walk. A thick rope was tied directly below her exposed genitals, with knots every 10cm. The woman was forced to endure the pleasure generated by the friction with the rope. Lu Xin peered closely and recognized her as one of the hottest girl group members in Korea. It was unclear if she was there voluntarily or forced to experience S&M. Just then, Old Zhao appeared from somewhere, his face full of flattery. "Haha, President Lu must recognize her, right? We have several foreign exhibits too. This is in response to the higher-ups' call to attract foreign investment and promote international exchange." With that, he led Lu Xin to a blonde Russian beauty. This woman was bound in a "shi ma" pose, face down on a table. Her arms were stretched to their limit, and her legs were bent to their limit, making her pair of fair feet particularly noticeable. The rope around her ankles was tied to her hair, forcing her to lift her beautiful face, which was fitted with an oversized gag. Beside her, a masked man was whipping the soles of her feet with a rattan cane. With each strike, the woman winced, squinted her eyes, and endured the piercing pain. Red marks had already appeared on the soles of her feet. "See, this piece is quite interesting. This woman initially discriminated against Chinese people, so now we're teaching her a lesson. For every lash on her soles, she has to count in Chinese, up to 100. Of course, if her pronunciation isn't accurate, she has to start all over, haha." Old Zhao explained proudly. Indeed, Lu Xin faintly heard the Russian woman's muffled voice saying something like, "Forty-three, forty-four..." Wu Jin, along with other audience members, egged her on, "Not accurate, start over! Start over!..." Of course, the main focus of the entire venue was Lu Xin's exhibit. By this time, two circles of people had gathered around the display. Everyone was curious about what story would unfold between the three female police officers with their legs bound together and the two suspended prosecutors. Lu Xin pressed a button in his pocket, and the circular platform holding the three policewomen began to rotate, allowing the audience to admire the full view of the work from any direction. The background narration began: "This piece is titled 'Three-Legged Standoff.' As the name suggests, the feet of the three beautiful police officers are bound together, restraining each other, much like the three factions in the Three Kingdoms period. The greater challenge lies with the two suspended prosecutors, who have been injected with a powerful aphrodisiac. If they do not receive the antidote in time, they will become slaves whose minds are solely focused on sex. You must be wondering how they can obtain the antidote. The answer is right before your eyes: the beautiful feet of the three ladies on stage. As long as the two prosecutors extend their tongues, they can lick them! The soles and tops of all three pairs of beautiful feet are coated with a viscous antidote. Licking enough will neutralize the aphrodisiac in their bodies. Of course, this challenge is not that simple. Besides the three pairs of beautiful feet struggling due to itching, the stockings covering them are made of a special conductive material, 'electric stockings.' They will discharge electricity whenever there is friction. We'll see if the prosecutors' tongues can endure it! Let's wait and see! Oh, and to prevent everyone from getting bored, we've specially opened the mouths of the three policewomen. According to the rules, it's a shame you can't ejaculate into them yourselves, but you can shoot your cum from outside the barrier. This also has a certain difficulty! Guests who can successfully shoot inside will receive an extra prize! Enough said, let's look forward to the wonderful performance of these three beauties!" Wu Jin first secured a Kote Nawa on Sun Lisha's upper body, then bound her hands and hung them from a rack above her head, leaving her feet just barely touching the ground. So far, so normal. Next, Wu Jin lifted Sun Lisha's left knee towards her chest, then slowly straightened her lower leg and threaded it through the space between her arms. Once fully extended, he used a rope to tie the straightened lower leg directly to her left arm, making it look as if a ballet dancer was holding her own leg in a high kick. Sun Lisha immediately realized something was wrong and begged, "Uncle Wu, no... no, I haven't practiced this move. It'll pull something..." Before she could finish, Wu Jin shoved a red, multi-holed gag into her mouth, tied it securely behind her head, and said with a wicked grin, "Haven't practiced? Then this is the perfect time to start." He then gave Sun Lisha's soft buttocks a firm squeeze. The high-kick position rendered Sun Lisha's miniskirt completely useless, exposing her white thong entirely. Wu Jin could no longer restrain himself. He pulled out his already engorged cock, tore away Sun Lisha's underwear, and began thrusting into her with gusto. His left hand caressed her beautifully extended leg, while his right hand massaged her tender breasts. Wu Jin had wanted to have her since they were in the car, but he'd held back at Lu Xin's request, and now he was finally letting loose while Lu Xin wasn't looking. Sun Lisha hadn't been raped in a long time, and Wu Jin's sudden penetration caught her completely off guard, but all she could do was protest with muffled whimpers. With no foreplay, the friction against her nether regions caused a burning pain. Her left leg, held high, quickly went numb. Sun Lisha was in agony, even thinking that perhaps she should have practiced this pose more often in the past... Finally, Wu Jin ejaculated, filling Sun Lisha's pussy to the brim, with some even spilling out. Wu Jin quickly picked up Sun Lisha's torn underwear from the floor and wiped away the semen. He then realized it couldn't be put back on, so he balled it up and stuffed it into Sun Lisha's hole like a gag, then pulled her miniskirt down a bit, just enough to cover herself, so Lu Xin wouldn't notice he'd soiled the exhibit. After securing Sun Lisha, Wu Jin proceeded to bind Li Jingxia in the same position on Sun Lisha's right side, only this time he hoisted her right leg. As Sun Lisha's right leg and Li Jingxia's left leg were now standing side-by-side, Wu Jin tightly bound these two upright, beautiful legs together with several loops of rope. This created a symmetrical pose, with one girl's left leg high and the other's right leg high, a truly aesthetic arrangement. Finally, Wu Jin didn't forget to place a vibrator beneath Li Jingxia and then put large blindfolds on both women to prevent them from being recognized, before returning to Lu Xin to continue assisting him. Lu Xin's setup was far more complex, involving five people. By the time Wu Jin arrived, only half of it was complete. On a cylindrical platform, three uniformed female police officers were positioned face down, their hands bound behind their backs, identical to the setup from last week's training of San Xia (refer to Chapter 1 of this book). This time, Bai Yan Ni had replaced Li Jingxia. The three women were facing different directions, their lower legs bound vertically to the ground, with a thin, vertical iron rod placed between them. This time, Lu Xin had dressed all three in matching stockings: Bai Yan Ni wore sheer black stockings, Li Lisha wore flesh-toned stockings, and Yu Xia wore black fishnets. The three pairs of beautiful legs, each with its own unique appeal, showcased the charm of professional women and were a dazzling sight when viewed together. Apart from the stockings, none of the three women were wearing underwear or panties. "Ah, the same design as last week. I knew this would be a hit," Wu Jin said, circling the display. "Mmm, and this is the enhanced version," Lu Xin replied, not looking up as he bound prosecutors Gao Jie and Han Binghong. Indeed, upon closer inspection, Wu Jin noticed that each police officer had a metal anal hook inserted into her buttocks, connected to the blindfold on her head. This forced them to hold their heads high and chests out, even while prone, otherwise the hook would deeply penetrate their anuses. They weren't wearing gags, but rather dental mouth gags, their mouths stretched to their limits as if awaiting food. Stimulated by the anal hooks, the three police beauties gradually awoke from their uncomfortable sleep. They tried to move but quickly discovered their entire bodies were fixed in last week's positions, so they gave up struggling, knowing it was undoubtedly another of Lu Xin's training sessions. Lu Xin then fitted Gao Jie and Han Binghong with mouth gags and blindfolds, dressed them in thick black stockings, and bound them in a spread-eagle position. He then took a syringe from his bag and injected a dose of an unknown liquid into each of their anuses, followed by inserting a metal butt plug to prevent leakage. Finally, he instructed Wu Jin to hang both women from the rack directly above the three police officers, positioning their mouths at approximately the same height as the three pairs of beautiful feet. As everything was ready, music began to play in the venue, accompanied by a pleasant female voice: "The 14th SM Art Exhibition officially begins. Welcome, esteemed audience!" He directly used Huang Xinyan's own handcuffs to shackle her wrists, saying triumphantly, "Haha, you picked a completely soundproof room and even thoughtfully prepared an extra pair of handcuffs. Did you secretly want to be my submissive and be tortured by me?" Huang Xinyan realized something was terribly wrong. She had completely lost control of the situation, being overpowered by an inmate in the interrogation room. This was unprecedented in her ten years as a police officer. She instinctively shouted, "Help! Help!" but then realized her subordinates couldn't hear anything from inside. Her seemingly clever arrangement had backfired, and she was filled with regret. On the other hand, as the unattainable ice queen, she had never been spanked so roughly. This humiliation brought tears to her eyes, but her strong will prevented them from falling. Lu Xin wasn't satisfied yet. He tried to insert his finger into Huang Xinyan's ass, but it didn't go in very far due to the pantyhose and underwear. However, the slight stimulation made Huang Xinyan sensitive. "What are you doing? No!" "Officer Huang's rear hasn't been explored yet, has it? Too bad there aren't many props here..." Lu Xin suddenly remembered Huang Xinyan's high heels. He took off the high heel from her left foot, which was cuffed to the table leg, and slowly pushed the sharp heel towards Huang Xinyan's ass. Huang Xinyan, facing away from Lu Xin, didn't know what was happening behind her, but she felt her left shoe disappear and a strange sensation at [X]. She guessed what Lu Xin was about to do and frantically wiggled her hips, shouting, "You pervert, stop it!" "These are your own high heels, you know." Lu Xin inserted almost the entire heel, pushing the underwear and pantyhose into her ass, filling her anus completely. Then, Lu Xin began to slowly rotate the high heel, making the fabric rub against every inch of the tender flesh inside her anus. "Ah—no... you damn pervert... ah—" Huang Xinyan was almost incoherent. She endured the intense pain and told herself she had to find a way to escape. Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration: the high heel... yes, my right foot is still free, and I'm still wearing a high heel. I can use it to call for help, but I only have one chance, I can't fail... Huang Xinyan was very familiar with the room's layout. The door was directly behind her right leg. Without much hesitation, she slightly extended her right foot out of the shoe and kicked backward forcefully. The high heel flew out and hit the doorknob with a crisp sound. The two guards outside the door heard the noise from the doorknob and immediately knew something was wrong. They kicked the door open and were stunned by the scene inside, never expecting their usually authoritative captain to have switched roles with a suspect. "Don't just stand there, help me get these off." The two subordinates finally reacted. One young officer directly struck Lu Xin's leg with a stun baton, causing Lu Xin to fall to the ground and convulse, losing his ability to move. The older one quickly took out a key and unlocked Huang Xinyan's handcuffs. Regaining her freedom, Huang Xinyan tidied her clothes and adjusted her breathing, seemingly regaining her detective's dignity. She then walked towards Lu Xin, who was slumped on the ground, and forcefully stepped on his hand with her high heel. She said again in a contemptuous tone, "Little boy, you like big sister's high heels, don't you? Are you satisfied now? You're still too green to mess with me! You two, deal with him properly!" Then she turned and left. However, in her haste to retaliate and humiliate Lu Xin, Huang Xinyan failed to notice that Lu Xin was still clutching a tracker in his hand, which he had managed to attach to the sole of her high heel during the struggle! Huang Xinyan felt a sense of relief upon hearing the punishment, as compared to the other abuses she had endured that day, missing a meal was nothing. This time, Huang Xinyan completely surrendered to Yu Xia's assault on her sensitive areas, even finding pleasure in it. Soon, she experienced the familiar sensations, but this time, her entire body was restrained, leaving her no freedom to move. However, this only ignited a certain desire within her. With a series of spasms, Huang Xinyan climaxed, her bodily fluids gushing onto Yu Xia's face as if she had lost control of her bladder. Huang Xinyan felt a bit embarrassed. After her release, Huang Xinyan, exhausted, collapsed onto Yu Xia, her breathing becoming difficult as she was trapped between Yu Xia's thighs. Yet, against Yu Xia's soft thighs and body, Huang Xinyan felt an unprecedented tenderness. At this moment, Lu Xin's voice was absent; she didn't know where he had gone. Thinking that struggling was useless anyway, Huang Xinyan simply closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep in Yu Xia's embrace. After an unknown period of sleep, Huang Xinyan gradually woke up to find herself in a different location. She was now sitting alone in a small iron cage, her hands cuffed above her head through the bars, restricting her movement to a very limited range. She was still wearing only pantyhose and high heels, just like before. Although her legs were not bound, the cramped space made it impossible to straighten them, causing discomfort. The surroundings were also unfamiliar, appearing to be a basement. After a while, the sound of footsteps descending stairs echoed from a distance. Lu Xin's figure reappeared. "You're finally awake. We've all finished dinner. It seems you're truly exhausted, so rest well in your luxury suite," Lu Xin said smugly by the cage. "Didn't you say all the female slaves... women live together?" Huang Xinyan, now calm, knew that simply cursing or resisting Lu Xin was futile. Instead, she seized upon Lu Xin's own stated rules of the "Sex Slave House" and retorted. "Good question. According to the rules, everyone lives together and sleeps in a comfortable large bed. However, for you, I have a special punishment. Don't forget that you caused me to spend half a month in the detention center. So, for your first month here, you'll live in a cage. I want you to experience what it's like to be in jail. Moreover, I've designed several types of cages for you to experience in rotation. Today is the simplest dog cage. Haha, do you like it, bitch cop?" Huang Xinyan rolled her eyes at Lu Xin and turned her head away, refusing to engage further. Instead, she began to examine the cage's structure, trying to find a way to escape, only to find, to her dismay, that Lu Xin had already locked the door. Lu Xin then left, shutting off the basement lights with a click. In the darkness, only the sound of his footsteps ascending the stairs gradually faded away. The basement had only a small window through which a sliver of moonlight filtered. Huang Xinyan could only sigh. On a normal Friday night, she would be comfortably lounging on the sofa watching TV. Now, she was confined like an animal in a damp, dark basement cage by the most detestable person. Worse still, she had to endure hunger and thirst. Huang Xinyan didn't know how she would get through the long night. At midnight, Huang Xinyan still found it difficult to sleep. In the dog cage, her body was contorted into an N-shape, her hands forced upwards, the handcuffs leaving red marks on her wrists. Her legs could not be straightened, forcing her to maintain a position with her knees bent at a 90-degree angle. Huang Xinyan had tried many positions, countless times attempting to extend her legs through the cage's gaps, but at most, only four toes could reach out. Initially, she had tried banging on the cage walls and shouting for help, but now she had given up struggling, as it was all in vain. Huang Xinyan gradually understood why the other women were so submissive to Lu Xin. Such perverse torture was unbearable for ordinary people, and her own state was nearing collapse. However, now, a calm Huang Xinyan had solidified her resolve: she would never yield to Lu Xin, and she would bring him to justice! She tried to console herself by treating her current predicament as an infiltration mission, perhaps using the opportunity to gather more evidence of his crimes in his home. But her thoughts were interrupted by hunger. It was understandable, given the multiple orgasms throughout the day, which were physically draining, coupled with nearly 12 hours without food. To make matters worse, although it was summer, the basement temperature dropped rapidly at night. Huang Xinyan, unclothed, felt chills and began to tremble involuntarily. Yu Xia quickly knelt before Lu Xin, her forehead pressed to the ground, and said in a trembling voice, "Master, it's all my fault. Punish me." Huang Xinyan also quickly swallowed the food in her mouth and said righteously, "Lu Xin, let her go. Come at me if you have a problem!" "Don't worry, my two masochists, I'll take care of both of you." Lu Xin dangled the plastic bag in his hand. Only then did the two notice that the bag was filled with cream puffs, just like the ones Yu Xia had. They wondered what Lu Xin was planning. Was this cake a trap he had set? Lu Xin opened Huang Xinyan's cage and lifted her chin with his hand. "You like to steal food, so I'll let you eat more. Open your mouth!" Huang Xinyan knew Lu Xin had ill intentions and kept her mouth tightly shut. Seeing this, Lu Xin pinched her nose. Soon, Huang Xinyan had to open her mouth to breathe. Lu Xin seized the opportunity, grabbed a handful of cream puffs, and forced them into Huang Xinyan's mouth until her mouth was stretched to its limit and could barely close. Although the cake was soft, with her mouth stuffed full, Huang Xinyan couldn't chew or swallow. She could only desperately push the cake out with her tongue, trying to spit it out. But Lu Xin then took out a large gag from his pocket and put it in Huang Xinyan's mouth, tying it tightly behind her head, effectively blocking the overflowing cake. Huang Xinyan kept making muffled protests, but they were barely audible through the cake. Instead, some crushed cake mixed with saliva and cream seeped out from the gaps around the gag, dripping onto her chin and chest. Lu Xin licked Huang Xinyan's lips and breasts with his tongue and said with satisfaction, "These cream puffs are quite good. Eat slowly, don't choke. Look, you've spilled some." Lu Xin's mocking words and lewd actions made Huang Xinyan's nose flare with anger, but she was powerless. The irony was that she was starving, her mouth was full of food, yet she couldn't eat it, and her mouth felt uncomfortably stretched. Huang Xinyan shook her head left and right in protest, and accidentally noticed two straps on the outside of the gag also swinging. She didn't know what they were for, but she had a bad feeling. After dealing with Huang Xinyan, Lu Xin walked over to the kneeling Yu Xia, stepped on her head, and said angrily, "Yu Xia, this isn't the first time you've stolen things. You really need to be disciplined. Come, take off your underwear first, then do as she did. Stuff your mouth with cake, get into the cage, and put on the gag. You like to take care of your good sister, don't you? Then you'll share a cage with her tonight." As expected, Huang Xinyan's guess was correct. The straps on the other end of the gag were for Yu Xia. Yu Xia obediently followed suit, stuffing her mouth with cake until she couldn't close it, then carefully crawled into the cage. Due to the height of the cage, Yu Xia had to lower her head to squeeze in and could only straddle Huang Xinyan's thighs, her legs awkwardly wrapped around Huang Xinyan's waist behind her. It was the first time the two in the cage were so close face-to-face, and their eyes met with some awkwardness. Then, Yu Xia bit down on Huang Xinyan's gag with her teeth and fastened the straps behind her head, awaiting Lu Xin's final instructions. Lu Xin looked at the "two dragons playing with a pearl" formation with great satisfaction. "Hmm, good. You two have such good chemistry, get even closer. Come, come, come." As he spoke, Lu Xin pressed their upper bodies together. Yu Xia's large, full breasts almost flattened Huang Xinyan's slightly less impressive ones. Lu Xin then used another pair of handcuffs to secure Yu Xia's hands behind Huang Xinyan's back, forcing Yu Xia to maintain the current intimate "hugging" position and preventing them from separating. "Goodnight to my two police beauties. Sleep well," Lu Xin yawned and left. Huang Xinyan felt a mix of joy and worry. Her stomach was no longer as hungry, and she wasn't as cold pressed against Yu Xia. She enjoyed the feeling of hugging Yu Xia and the physical contact, especially the unavoidable friction between their nipples that quickened her heartbeat. However, her mouth was still uncomfortably stuffed, and milky white cream uncontrollably dripped from the corners of her mouth, reminding her of the shame she felt after being ejaculated on by Lu Xin at noon. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph..." After Lu Xin's footsteps completely disappeared, Yu Xia suddenly cried out and kept signaling with her eyes. Huang Xinyan didn't know what she meant. She felt that trying to escape the gag in this situation would be futile. However, Yu Xia began to shake back and forth, forcefully pushing the gag outwards. To her surprise, the gag actually came out, though its straps were still tied to Yu Xia's neck. Yu Xia spat out all the cake from her mouth, coughed twice, and explained, "I didn't tie the gag straps tightly when I put it on, so I could spit it out. I'll find a way to untie yours too." Huang Xinyan nodded quickly, slightly impressed by Yu Xia's quick thinking. Without the restriction of the gag, Yu Xia stretched her head to the side and, with her cuffed hands, struggled to undo the gag buckle behind Huang Xinyan's head. The small ball, covered in glistening saliva, finally fell off. Huang Xinyan also vomited out most of the crushed cake from her mouth, leaving some to chew and swallow. Although it was disgusting, filling her stomach was more important. Because she had vomited in a hurry, a lot of cream and cake crumbs fell onto Yu Xia's fair, ample breasts. "I choose this policewoman. Her uniform has been arousing me for a while," Wu Jin said, rubbing his hands together as he walked towards Huang Xinyan. "Haha, great choice. Then Binghong, go have sex with your favorite, Gaojie. Neither of you can slack off; you must both climax twice," Lü Xin said to Han Binghong, who was under the table. With her legs bound in an M-shape, Han Binghong could only waddle like a duck, which looked quite comical. Gaojie quickly went to help her off the judgment platform. Seeing Wu Jin approaching, Huang Xinyan's first instinct was to flee. However, her equipment made every step a struggle. After only a couple of steps, Wu Jin easily caught her. Wu Jin reached into her pants and pulled out handcuffs, locking her wrists to the armrests of the defendant's chair. Huang Xinyan felt a wave of despair. With her skills, she could have easily subdued this punk, but now she was at his mercy. It wasn't the first time Huang Xinyan had been cuffed by her own handcuffs. Wu Jin pushed Huang Xinyan onto the chair, forcing her to kneel facing the backrest. Finally, he closed the small table, perfectly trapping her buttocks and leaving her no escape. Wu Jin quickly stripped off Huang Xinyan's pants, revealing smooth, shiny latex pants underneath. The black rubber encased Huang Xinyan's entire lower body, even her feet, with only an opening left at the seam of her buttocks for a butt plug. "This is what a policewoman should wear. Why were you acting so prim and proper earlier? And you have a hook in your ass, you slut." Wu Jin slapped Huang Xinyan's buttocks hard. The tight latex pants made her ass appear perkier and more elastic, and the perfectly placed opening seemed to invite exploration. Wu Jin then removed his own pants, revealing his thick, erect penis. He began to rub it back and forth against Huang Xinyan's vulva, as if warming up. "You've wanted this for a long time, haven't you? I saw you masturbating earlier." "No... let me go!" Huang Xinyan made one last attempt to struggle, but her hands were cuffed, and she knew it was futile. "The more you move, the more excited I get, slutty cop." As Wu Jin spoke, he pulled the butt plug to its highest point. Accompanied by Huang Xinyan's scream, Wu Jin thrust his large cock into Huang Xinyan's little hole and began to pound it vigorously. Meanwhile, Gaojie, to facilitate her lovemaking with Han Binghong, carried Han Binghong directly onto the lawyer's table. Both were exhausted, but to fulfill Lü Xin's demand of two orgasms each, Gaojie decided on the most direct method: fingering. She removed Han Binghong's urine-soaked skirt and stockings, then began to finger herself with one hand and Han Binghong with the other. The two prosecutors were now fucking on their usual workplace table, seemingly having abandoned all shame. Chen Han, sitting on the judgment platform, watched the scene below and trembled. Knowing her own fate was sealed, she quickly pleaded with Lü Xin, "Master, can you please turn off my shoes first?" "Oh, you want it turned up higher? No problem," Lü Xin said, deliberately increasing the frequency of the tickling boots. This time, the "prickling" and "feather" modes of the tickling boots were activated simultaneously and at maximum power. Chen Han cried out, crouching down and hugging her calves, shaking her head and begging, "No... no... please..." "Enough with the nonsense." Lü Xin carried Chen Han to the judgment table, spread her legs apart, and ripped her judge's robe. Then, he grabbed one of her breasts with each hand and began to knead them, the bells of the nipple clamps jingling incessantly. "So, your seat was indeed a position of authority. But from now on, this is where you'll be fucked," Lü Xin said, thrusting his rock-hard cock into Chen Han's little hole and fucking her without restraint, eventually turning Chen Han's vagina into a soggy mess. Lü Xin noticed Chen Han's butt plug slipping out during the fucking and then spotted the gavel on the table. Suddenly, he had a brilliant idea. He adjusted the camera to aim at Chen Han and typed a message on his phone, then showed it to her. "Your final task. Sit on the table, with your ass and face towards the camera. Use the gavel to hammer your butt plug in, and then read this message from my phone. After you're done, I'll turn off your shoes." Upon hearing that she could stop the tickling, Chen Han immediately complied. She felt like she had grasped a lifeline and would agree to any demand. After pondering how to position her ass and face towards the camera, she finally settled into a seductive pose, lying on her side and twisting her head. Then, she picked up the gavel with one hand, tapping the base of the butt plug as she spoke, "This court sentences Chen Han, Huang Xinyan, Han Binghong, and Gaojie, four sluts, to ten years of sex slavery, effective immediately..." The camera clearly recorded Chen Han's face, her semi-nude upper body, the nameplate on the table reading "Presiding Judge Chen Han," and the butt plug firmly inserted into her ass. Accompanied by the "bang bang" of the gavel, this farcical "verdict" finally brought the courtroom farce to a close. The next morning, Yuwen Xuan pushed open the bedroom door and walked in. He saw Huang Xinyan in the cage, her head tilted as if still asleep, and the massager had stopped. Yuwen Xuan removed the massager, which was covered in cum, and carefully checked the data. He was satisfied to find that Huang Xinyan had not climaxed all night. The fact that the massager was not operating now indicated she had just experienced another stop-start climax – her current state was perfect for the upcoming experiment. When Huang Xinyan woke up again, she found that the layers of restraints on her face had been removed, but she was tied to a chair, unable to move. Her hands were still cuffed behind her back, and her legs were spread and tied to the legs of the chair. She wasn't the only one bound in a similar fashion. To her right, pressed close, was another chair, also occupied by a woman similarly bound. In fact, her right leg was tied to the other woman's left leg. Although the other woman had a blindfold and a gag, Huang Xinyan recognized her immediately as Yu Xia. Yu Xia was wearing the police uniform she had on when they first met, her breasts exposed. Her lower body was clad in the familiar red stockings, exuding temptation and reminding Huang Xinyan of her own tragic experience two days prior. Huang Xinyan noticed she was no longer naked. She was wearing her own suit jacket, but it was open, and she had no underwear on underneath, making it as if she were wearing nothing at all. Her lower body was covered by the thick black pantyhose she usually wore, but the crotch had been torn open, exposing her bare vulva. Before she could even process her situation, Huang Xinyan’s gaze fell upon an even more shocking sight directly in front of her: a long table where the sisters Li Lixia and Li Jingxia were engaged in their familiar "69" sex position. Unlike the situation with herself and Yu Xia two days ago, their hands were not cuffed behind their backs. Instead, they were tightly gripping each other's waists. Upon closer inspection, they were wearing what appeared to be straitjackets, similar to those worn by psychiatric patients. Their arms were crossed behind each other, and the ends of the sleeves were pulled to the back and fastened, twisting them together like a pretzel, making separation impossible. A red light was blinking on the straitjackets, suggesting the sleeves were secured by an electronic lock. Furthermore, there was a slight difference in the twins' positions. They both had large dildo gags in their mouths, so instead of licking each other's vaginas with their tongues, they were moving their heads up and down, thrusting the dildos into each other's holes. They seemed to be deliberately maintaining a consistent rhythm of penetration. What Huang Xinyan couldn't perceive was that the dildos in their mouths were bidirectional, with the other ends deeply inserted into their throats. Not only did they serve as gags, but with each thrust, they also performed a deep throat. The scene beneath the table was equally appalling. Gao Jie and Han Binghong lay flat on the ground, their hands spread and tied to the four table legs. Their legs were spread apart like scissors, interlocked with each other – the classic lesbian scissor position! This was not unfamiliar to Huang Xinyan; she had often fantasized about this position. However, seeing it unfold before her eyes so unexpectedly made her gasp. Upon closer inspection, their left and right legs were positioned on the sides and above each other's bodies, secured by five leather straps. Their ankles were tied to each other's necks with rope loops. The upper right foot was threaded through the cleavage, reaching the other's mouth. What surprised Huang Xinyan even more was that the two prosecutors, faced with the sight of each other's feet, were extending their tongues to lick them. They licked the soles, the spaces between the toes, and one by one, they took each other's smooth toes into their mouths. There was no verbal communication, but their oral actions were remarkably synchronized. Even as their feet squirmed under the ministrations, they did not stop their "care" for their former friends. With their limited range of motion, they also rubbed their vulvas together, their nether regions already a mess. The triple pleasure left them with glazed eyes and flushed cheeks, devoid of any prosecutorial dignity, resembling shameless prostitutes. As a criminal investigator, Huang Xinyan maintained her sharp observational skills. She noticed that the leather straps on Gao Jie and Han Binghong were also glowing red, seemingly electronic locks. What was going on? Just as Huang Xinyan was pondering this, Yuwen Xuan approached, holding two strange waistbands. "Who are you? Why are you working for Lu Xin?" Huang Xinyan recognized the young man who had framed her with Lu Xin. She couldn't understand why someone who appeared so refined would do such a thing. Perhaps talking to him might appeal to his conscience. "We're just cooperating. He funds my research, and I occasionally help him deal with your kind of 'meat goods.' You can also serve as my experimental subjects," Yuwen Xuan said, busying himself with his task. He fastened the waistbands around Huang Xinyan and Yu Xia. Huang Xinyan felt the material of the waistbands was unique, adhering tightly to the skin of her lower abdomen and even expanding and contracting with her breathing. Most importantly, the waistbands also had a red-glowing device! "Do you know how serious assaulting a police officer is? You're educated; why would you ruin your future? Let us go, and as a witness against Lu Xin, you'll have a way out..." Yuwen Xuan clearly had no desire to converse. He promptly stuffed a large gag into Huang Xinyan's mouth: "Shut up, you slut. Experimental subjects don't talk. Since you're new and don't know the rules, I'll only say this once: You are all lab rats to me. I don't care who you were before. Here, you only obey my orders!" Huang Xinyan was furious. She had thought Yuwen Xuan was more civilized than Lu Xin and would be easier to talk to, but he treated them like less than human. However, bound tightly as she was, she was powerless. At that moment, she noticed a circular protrusion at the center of her waistband, near her navel, resembling a handcuff ring, about the thickness of an arm. A sense of foreboding washed over her. As expected, Yuwen Xuan pulled open the ring and cuffed Huang Xinyan's left arm to the waistband. He then did the same to Yu Xia's waistband, also near the navel. This forced Huang Xinyan into a strange position, with one hand near her own crotch and the other near Yu Xia's.