My stunning deskmate actually enjoys holding her pee.

My deskmate, the campus belle, Jiang Qianqian. Jiang Qianqian was stunningly beautiful, with a delicate oval face, large eyes, and skin as pale as porcelain. Her figure was shapely for her age. She had admirers from the teaching building all the way to the sports field, yet she always politely declined, maintaining a cool yet gentle distance. Lu Shi had been her deskmate for half a year. They rarely spoke, mostly about academics. She was an excellent student, always diligently taking notes, occasionally pursing her lips as if enduring something. Today was no different. After the third class in the morning, Jiang Qianqian took out a large thermos from her bag, filled with warm water. She drank in small, elegant sips, but with high frequency. Lu Shi noticed she refilled her water almost every break. By the start of the first class in the afternoon, she had already consumed nearly two liters. "She's drinking a lot today..." Lu Shi muttered to himself, pretending to read while keeping her in his peripheral vision. The bell rang for the end of class. Jiang Qianqian frowned slightly, pressing her lower abdomen with both hands. The movement was subtle, but Lu Shi caught it. In that instant, her legs pressed together more tightly, her knees brushing, and a flush of unnatural color appeared on her cheeks. When she stood up, her steps were a little awkward, as if she were holding back something, her waist stiff as she walked. Lu Shi's heart suddenly quickened. This feeling... was too familiar. He had just watched a video last night of a girl being forced to drink a large amount of water, then tied to a chair with her hands bound behind her back and her legs spread in an M-shape. The ropes tightened around her inner thighs, and with every struggle, the bloating pain in her abdomen intensified. The girl's face was as red as if it would bleed, her lips bitten as she pleaded, only to be verbally shamed by her dominator to endure further. The image, a mixture of physical pressure and psychological shame, was still vivid in his mind. Could Jiang Qianqian... be playing the piss-holding game too? The thought startled him. He quickly shook his head, thinking he was overthinking. Jiang Qianqian was the campus belle; how could she have such a fetish? Perhaps she was just feeling unwell, or drinking so much water was for hydration. But in the following days, this "abnormality" became more pronounced. On Tuesday morning, Jiang Qianqian drank half a cup of water as soon as she entered the classroom. At lunch, she ordered a large glass of juice. During the afternoon self-study session, she sat leaning forward slightly, her abdomen occasionally tightening involuntarily, her breathing becoming shallow. Once, when Lu Shi deliberately brushed her arm with an eraser, she flinched noticeably, a flicker of panic in her eyes. "Lu Shi... can I borrow your notes?" Her voice was soft, yet strained. As Lu Shi handed them over, he deliberately glanced at her. Fine beads of sweat dotted her forehead, her lips were pale and pressed together, and her legs were tightly clasped beneath the desk, her toes even slightly pointed, as if fighting an increasingly strong urge. Back in the dormitory that night, Lu Shi lay in bed, his mind filled with Jiang Qianqian's subtle movements. He opened his phone and searched for information on "piss-holding play." It turned out to be a common branch of BDSM, creating intense urgency and shame through controlled drinking and urination. Many players combined it with bondage, leaving the restrained person unable to move as they endured, amplifying the sense of helplessness. "What if... it's really like that?" Lu Shi's heart pounded. He imagined Jiang Qianqian tightly bound by ropes—her arms behind her back, the ropes looping over her shoulders and across her chest, creating a perfect shape; her legs secured in a frog tie, knees bent, the knot at her inner thighs pressing on sensitive spots; and her abdomen, slightly distended from holding so much water, trembling with every breath. The image was incredibly alluring. He could even picture her blushing to her ears, her eyes watery as she begged him. But he knew it was just a fantasy. Jiang Qianqian was the campus belle, and he was just an ordinary deskmate. If he were to break the silence and be wrong, the consequences would be unimaginable. After sports class on Wednesday, things finally took a turn. It was a hot day. After running on the field, Jiang Qianqian drank an entire bottle of mineral water. By the time she returned to the classroom, her complexion was already off. Midway through the lesson, she bit her lower lip lightly, leaned forward, and secretly pressed her hand below her abdomen, her leg muscles visibly tense. Lu Shi saw the sweat on her forehead increase, her breathing becoming shallow and rapid. Finally, the bell rang. Jiang Qianqian stood up almost immediately, but walked extremely slowly, each step seeming to restrain something. Lu Shi, as if compelled, followed her, pretending to go to the restroom. At the corner of the corridor, Jiang Qianqian stopped at the entrance of the women's restroom but didn't go in. She leaned against the wall, taking deep breaths, her hands pressed to her abdomen, her brow furrowed, her face a mixture of endurance and a strange sense of satisfaction. Lu Shi hid nearby, his heart pounding in his chest. He took out his phone, pretending to play a game, but his ears were perked high. Two girls walked by, whispering, "Why has Qianqian been drinking so much water lately? And she never goes to the bathroom, is she playing some kind of holding game?" "Shh, don't talk nonsense, how could the campus belle..." The phrase "holding game" struck Lu Shi like lightning. He was almost certain. That night, Lu Shi tossed and turned in bed. He knew he shouldn't, but the urge grew stronger. Jiang Qianqian had this secret, and he had his own bondage fetish. If he could use this secret... to make her play with ropes with him? The next morning, Lu Shi arrived at the classroom early. Jiang Qianqian was already there, pouring water into her cup. He took a deep breath, walked over to her, and whispered something only they could hear. "Jiang Qianqian, you were struggling so hard at the restroom entrance yesterday, weren't you?" Jiang Qianqian's hand trembled violently, nearly spilling the water. She turned her head, her beautiful eyes instantly filling with panic, "What... what are you talking about?" Lu Shi's heart was racing, but he feigned composure, lowering his voice further, "I saw you drinking a lot of water but holding it in. And those little actions from the past few days... I guess, are you playing the piss-holding game?" Jiang Qianqian's face instantly turned crimson, extending to her neck. She bit her lip, her gaze darting away, her hands unconsciously wringing together, "You're talking nonsense... I'm not..." "Don't deny it," Lu Shi leaned closer, catching the faint scent of her perfume. "I won't tell anyone. But in exchange... I want you to do me a favor." Jiang Qianqian looked up, tears welling in her eyes, her voice trembling, "What favor?" Lu Shi took a deep breath and, lowering his voice, revealed his long-held secret, "I like bondage. I want to tie you up... with ropes, slowly, wrapping them around you, circle by circle. The condition is, you continue your piss-holding game, but I'll be in control." "A little... full," Jiang Qianqian's voice was as thin as a mosquito's hum, her eyes afraid to lift. "Let's... start. Tie me quickly, and once you're done, I'll... endure it." Lu Shi's heart leaped. He took out the rope from his bag, first carefully inspecting the knots, ensuring there were no hard lumps or rough edges. Then, he had Jiang Qianqian kneel on the mat, her hands behind her back. "Let's start with the simplest, a rear tie, okay? Cross your arms behind you, I'll wrap the rope a few times, not too tight." Jiang Qianqian nodded, her body stiff as a stone. Lu Shi knelt behind her, his hands trembling slightly as he picked up the rope. The first loop of the rope began to wind around her wrists. As the soft cotton rope touched her delicate skin, Jiang Qianqian visibly flinched. "Hiss..." she inhaled sharply. "Does it hurt?" Lu Shi stopped immediately. "...No, it's just... so strange." Her voice held a sob. "I'm actually letting my deskmate tie me like this... and because of... that." That tone of shame made Lu Shi's breathing deepen. He continued to wrap, the rope going up circle by circle, around her forearms, her elbows, finally tying off near her shoulder blades. Jiang Qianqian's hands were securely fixed behind her back, her shoulders pulled back slightly, which naturally pushed her chest forward, outlining a tempting curve beneath her T-shirt. The faint red marks left by the rope were particularly striking against her fair skin. "Next is the chest... the foundation of the tortoise shell," Lu Shi explained in a low voice. "I'll make a diamond shape across your chest, not directly on the sensitive spots, but it will secure your upper body." Jiang Qianqian didn't speak, only let out a soft "Mm." Lu Shi's rope went from behind her neck to the front, crossing below her collarbones, then extending downwards, forming two diamond-shaped voids below her breasts. The rope gently brushed against her ribs and sides, each tightening making her body tremble. Her breathing grew more rapid, her lower abdomen starting to bulge slightly from holding her urine, the discomfort amplified by the tightening of the rope. "Ah... there... it's pressing a bit," Jiang Qianqian finally couldn't help but moan, her legs shifting restlessly, the friction of her knees making a faint sound. Lu Shi stopped and moved to the front to observe carefully. Jiang Qianqian's face was already as red as a ripe apple, sweat beading on her forehead, her long eyelashes damp, her eyes watery but with an indescribable haze. She tried to twist her body, but her arms were bound, only causing the rope to dig deeper into her skin. "Can you hold it?" Lu Shi's voice was also a little hoarse. He reached out and gently pressed above her lower abdomen—not with force, just a tentative touch. "Don't... don't touch!" Jiang Qianqian flinched violently, her voice laced with panic and shame. "I... I really need to go to the bathroom right now... but you won't let me...呜..." This sentence ignited Lu Shi like a spark. He sat opposite her, carefully admiring the scene before him: the school beauty, her deskmate, hands tied behind her back, her chest bound with neat ropes, her legs pressed tightly together beneath her short skirt, her lower abdomen slightly distended, trembling with each breath. The girl who was once so aloof was now forced to endure here because of his secret, held captive by his ropes, unable to escape. "Take another sip of water," Lu Shi picked up the cup and brought it to her lips. Jiang Qianqian shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. "No... I'm already so full... Lu Shi, you pervert..." But in the end, she opened her mouth and drank half a cup. The sensation of the liquid entering her stomach made her let out a suppressed whimper immediately, her legs clamping together tightly, her toes curling on the mat. The rope made a slight rustling sound due to her struggle, becoming even more prominent. Lu Shi swallowed, then continued to explain and adjust the rope. "This is a basic seated tie, I'll also loosely secure your legs. Bend your knees, bring your ankles close to your thighs... like this." He wrapped the rope around her ankles and calves, gently tightening it, forcing her into a kneeling position where her legs couldn't be fully closed or straightened. This way, the pressure on her lower abdomen became even more concentrated, with nowhere to escape. Jiang Qianqian's body was now almost entirely controlled by the rope, only able to sway slightly back and forth, trying to alleviate the increasingly intense urge to urinate. Time ticked by. The only sounds in the warehouse were their heavy breaths and the occasional soft creak of the rope. Jiang Qianqian's forehead was slick with sweat, her cheeks flushed to the point of bleeding, her lips bitten white. "Lu Shi... I... I really can't hold it anymore..." she finally cried out, her voice soft and thick with shame. "Please... let me go just once? Just once... I'll do whatever you say from now on..." Lu Shi's heart ached fiercely. He leaned closer, reaching out to gently wipe away the tears from the corner of her eye. "Ten more minutes, okay? This is the first time, I need to see your limit... and let you remember this feeling. Being tied by ropes, unable to do anything, just having to obediently endure the urge to pee... isn't that shame much stronger than when you played by yourself?" Jiang Qianqian whimpered, nodding and shaking her head, her body trembling within the ropes. The distending pain in her lower abdomen and the constriction of the rope intertwined, making her exude a fragile yet incredibly alluring aura. The hem of her short skirt had ridden up slightly from her struggles, revealing the faint marks on her inner thighs from the rope. Ten minutes felt like an eternity. Jiang Qianqian continued to beg, gasp, and tremble in low tones. Lu Shi, while comforting her, used his phone to record a few angles—of course, he promised not to share them, just for future reference of his tying techniques. Finally, the time was up. Lu Shi quickly untied the ropes, first her legs, then her chest, and finally her arms. As the rope left her skin, Jiang Qianqian let out a long sigh and collapsed into his arms. "Quick... go..." her voice was already choked with tears. In the corner of the warehouse, there was a simple screen and a portable toilet (prepared by Lu Shi in advance). Jiang Qianqian practically scrambled over, and the moment she unbuttoned her clothes, the long-suppressed release made her let out a near-broken whimper. Lu Shi turned his back, but his ears couldn't help but catch the faint sound of water. His heart remained restless—this was just the beginning. Jiang Qianqian's shame, her obedience, her appearance in the ropes were deeply etched into his mind. After relieving herself, Jiang Qianqian tidied her clothes and walked out, her face still flushed, afraid to look at him. "...Let's leave it at that for today. Next time... we'll talk about next time." But Lu Shi knew she hadn't said "no." In her eyes, besides shame, there was a hint of hidden anticipation, one she hadn't even realized herself. As they packed up and left the warehouse, a light rain had begun to fall. Jiang Qianqian walked ahead, her steps still a little unsteady. Lu Shi followed behind, watching her slender back, a smile involuntarily curling on his lips. The school beauty deskmate's secret was now theirs alone. And the game of ropes and holding it in had just begun. On a Saturday afternoon, the warehouse was quieter than usual. The air, fresh after the rain, cast dappled light through the dilapidated windows. Lu Shi hadn't prepared many complex props this time, only bringing his newly purchased softer cotton ropes and a wide silk scarf. He knew he couldn't always rely on the same kind of stimulation; it would easily tire Jiang Xixi out. Today's focus was to explore the limits of her body—especially her astonishing flexibility. When Jiang Xixi arrived, she had already changed into a light pink sports bra and yoga shorts, easy for movement. She walked into the warehouse with her head down, her cheeks still flushed with the aftereffects of her last episode of incontinence. Her voice was soft, "Lu Shi... let's not drink so much water today, okay? I... I'm a little scared of being like that all the time." Lu Shi smiled gently, walked over, and hugged her. "Mhm, no holding pee today. We'll try a new kind of restraint, just to feel the bondage of the ropes. You can say stop anytime, and I'll pay full attention to safety." The two sat on the mat and chatted for a while. Jiang Xixi leaned on his shoulder, recounting small events at school recently. Lu Shi gently stroked her back, slowly easing her tension from the last time. As they talked, the atmosphere gradually became more intimate. Jiang Xixi's breathing quickened slightly, and she proactively raised her head, "Then... let's start. I want to try the stricter restraint you mentioned." Lu Shi nodded, asking her to kneel in the center of the mat, and began with some simple warm-up stretches. He found Jiang Xixi's body to be astonishingly soft—when she stretched her arms back, her shoulders could open almost completely, her chest naturally lifted, and her waist could easily bend backward. "Your flexibility is really good," Lu Shi praised. "Many girls find their shoulders strained during a straight-arm bind, but you should be able to handle it. We'll take it slow, let's try it first." Straight-arm bind is a more advanced arm restraint technique in rope bondage. It requires both arms to be stretched straight and brought together behind the back, with the elbows as close as possible, even touching, and the wrists crossed or aligned and secured. This bind tightens the upper body completely, accentuates the curve of the breasts, and simultaneously imposes a strong psychological pressure of being "completely controlled" on the bound person. It demands high flexibility, but once successful, it is visually very elegant and tension-filled. Lu Shi first used a longer rope, starting from Jiang Xixi's wrists. He had her extend her arms straight behind her back, palms facing each other, and crossed her wrists to secure them. As the first loop of rope tightened against her delicate skin, Jiang Xixi let out a soft gasp, "It feels... a bit of a pull." "Bear with it, slowly adapt," Lu Shi knelt behind her, his movements steady and gentle. The rope wound upwards, from her wrists to her forearms, then to her elbows. He paid special attention to the position of her elbows, gently drawing her arms inward. Jiang Xixi's shoulders naturally opened, her arms became almost perfectly straight, and her elbows pressed tightly together. Several secure but skin-friendly knots were tied above and below her elbows to ensure they wouldn't slip. "Wow... you really did it," Lu Shi's voice was filled with surprise. "Most people reach their limit here, but your arms are completely straight and together." Jiang Xixi's face was flushed red. She tried to twist her upper body slightly but found her arms completely fixed behind her, like straight sticks, unable to bend or separate. The feeling of complete loss of arm freedom made her breathing erratic, "So... so strict... I feel my chest being pulled up... it's so shameful, Lu Shi..." The rope continued upwards, wrapping and securing around her shoulder blades and upper arms, forming a complete straight-arm structure. Lu Shi added a few auxiliary ropes across her chest and shoulders, slightly combining the straight-arm with the basic tortoise shell pattern, creating a beautiful, taut pose for her upper body. The shallow red marks left by the rope were strikingly visible on her fair skin, like works of art. The sports bra was pulled taut against her body, completely accentuating her chest curves. "Try to move a little," Lu Shi stepped back to admire. Jiang Xixi knelt there, her arms bound straight behind her, able to adjust her posture only by using her core and knees. Every slight movement caused the ropes to gently rub against her skin, especially at her elbows and shoulders, bringing waves of tingling sensations. She tried to bring her arms forward but couldn't at all. The feeling of helplessness made her eyes water slightly. "Lu Shi... my arms are numb... I want to move them..." Her voice was thick with shame, yet mixed with a strange excitement, "And... it's so prominent... my chest is so obvious." Lu Shi walked around to face her, observing carefully. Jiang Xixi's flexibility made this straight-arm bind look exceptionally perfect—her arms were almost a straight line against her back, her shoulders fully open, her chest lifted high, and her waist slightly arched backward for balance. The entire pose was elegant yet full of tension, like a work of art sculpted by ropes. "Too beautiful," Lu Shi murmured in admiration. He reached out and gently stroked her tightly bound arms and shoulders. "With your great flexibility, we can try more complex things in the future, like combining straight-arm with leg bondage, or prolonged suspension in front of a mirror. How do you feel now? Do your shoulders hurt?" "A little sore... but I can bear it," Jiang Xixi bit her lower lip, her eyes watery. "It's just... so embarrassing. Being looked at by you like this, I... I'm getting a little wet down there..." Lu Shi didn't further stimulate her lower body. Instead, he sat opposite her and chatted gently. He occasionally reached out to adjust the tightness of the ropes, observing her reactions. Under the restraint of the straight-arm bind, Jiang Xixi could only maintain a kneeling posture, occasionally trembling slightly due to the soreness and tightness. Time ticked by, and after about twenty minutes, fine sweat beaded on her forehead, and her breathing became deeper. "Lu Shi... my arms are so numb... I want to move them," she finally pleaded softly. Lu Shi immediately untied the ropes, first from her shoulders, then her elbows, and finally her wrists. As the ropes left her skin, Jiang Xixi let out a long sigh, her arms falling limply. She collapsed into Lu Shi's arms, rubbing her shoulders and arms. "How was it? Your first straight-arm bind," Lu Shi gently massaged her sore muscles. "...So strict," Jiang Xixi buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled. "But... that feeling of being completely stretched out and unable to move... it's very special. It made me feel... more helpless than the frog tie before. I could do it, maybe because I practiced a bit of yoga before." Lu Shi kissed her hair. "Your body is naturally suited for rope bondage. We can slowly explore more poses in the future—straight-arm suspension foreplay, straight-arm combined with chest binding, even walking with straight arms... but we'll stop here for today. Rest for a bit, and then we'll talk about your feelings." For the next while, the two leaned against each other, Jiang Xixi resting in Lu Shi's arms, slowly recovering. Her flexibility filled Lu Shi with anticipation for future play, while Jiang Xixi, through these repeated experiences of being bound, gradually accepted the hidden desires within her heart. Before leaving the warehouse, Jiang Xixi tidied her clothes, her face still slightly flushed. "Next time... you can be a little stricter. But... be gentle, okay?" Lu Shi nodded, holding her hand tightly. The game of ropes was, in a slow and profound way, binding the two of them ever tighter. Lu Shi’s Adam’s apple bobbed, the remote in his palm feeling warm. He tightened his grip and replied in a low voice, “Don’t worry, I’ll be careful. You can say ‘yellow light’ anytime.” Jiang Qianqian nodded, her face flushed, and sat up straighter, pretending to continue reading. But her legs were subtly rubbing against each other under the desk, the secret beneath her short skirt keeping her on edge every second. The second class was math, with the teacher explaining complex functions on the blackboard. The classroom was so quiet that only the sound of pen tips scratching paper could be heard. Lu Shi appeared to be taking notes, but his finger was already on the remote. He pressed the lowest setting first. “Buzz…” An extremely faint vibration, only Jiang Qianqian could clearly feel it. The vibrator in her private parts trembled gently, sending waves of tingling electricity through her. Her body stiffened abruptly, her pen scratching a long line across her notebook. “What’s wrong?” Lu Shi asked softly, feigning concern for his deskmate. Jiang Qianqian bit her lower lip, her voice barely a whisper, “…It’s on… it feels so good… I… I’m in class…” She tried to maintain a normal posture, her legs pressed tightly together, her back straight. But the vibrator’s tremors relentlessly stimulated her sensitive spots, making her lower abdomen heat up and her breathing grow uneven. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, her cheeks burning as if they would bleed. Lu Shi observed her reactions, occasionally increasing the vibration by one level, then quickly decreasing it, like playing a secret game. Each time the vibration intensified, Jiang Qianqian would subtly twitch her shoulders, her hands gripping the hem of her skirt tightly under the desk, trying to suppress any sound that might escape. “Qianqian… can I borrow your eraser?” Lu Shi deliberately brushed against her arm. Jiang Qianqian turned her head, her eyes already misted over. She managed to hand him the eraser, her fingers trembling slightly at the touch. As Lu Shi took the eraser, he lightly tickled her palm as a gesture of comfort. “Mmm…” Jiang Qianqian almost made a sound and quickly lowered her head, pretending to cough. A few classmates in the classroom glanced back at her. She could only force a smile, “It’s nothing… my throat’s a bit itchy.” The shame of that moment threatened to drown her. She was the aloof school beauty in the eyes of every male student, and now, in class, her deskmate was controlling the vibrator inside her with a remote, forcing her to endure pleasure and shame while pretending nothing was happening. This contrast made her body even more sensitive. Lu Shi didn’t keep it on constantly. Most of the time, he kept the vibrator on a low frequency, only occasionally increasing the intensity when the teacher turned to write on the board or during class discussions. Each time he intensified it, Jiang Qianqian would subtly writhe in her seat, her legs rubbing restlessly, the skin beneath her short skirt already hot and moist. As the third class neared its end, Jiang Qianqian was close to her limit. She leaned closer to Lu Shi, her voice a near sob, “Lu Shi… please… turn it off for a while… I… I can’t hold it anymore, I need to go to the bathroom… not to pee… it’s… it’s down there…” Lu Shi’s heart softened. He turned the remote to the lowest setting, then gently took her hand under the desk. “Just five more minutes. I’ll go with you to the corridor to get some air after class.” The dismissal bell finally rang. Jiang Qianqian stood up almost immediately, but her legs felt weak, her steps a little unsteady. Lu Shi quickly supported her, and they walked out of the classroom together, heading to a relatively quiet corner of the corridor. “How are you?” Lu Shi asked in a low voice, handing her the remote. Jiang Qianqian leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, her eyes red. “It was… too stimulating… it vibrated the whole class… I almost screamed several times… with classmates right there… and I… I was played by you like this… Lu Shi, you bad boy…” As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes, yet there was a strange sense of satisfaction. She took Lu Shi’s hand and put the remote back into his palm. “In the afternoon… in the afternoon classes, you continue… but… don’t let anyone find out…” Lu Shi gripped the remote, a strong sense of possessiveness surging within him. He gently wiped away the tears from her eyes. “Okay. I’ll protect you. We’ll continue this afternoon.” For the rest of the classes, Jiang Qianqian endured this secret torment. Sometimes she listened attentively, sometimes her body stiffened due to a sudden increase in vibration. Occasionally, she would steal a glance at Lu Shi, her eyes a mixture of grievance, shame, and hidden dependence. Lu Shi, meanwhile, carefully controlled the intensity, mostly keeping it on a low setting, only providing brief, intense stimulation during safe moments. He discovered that in this environment, Jiang Qianqian’s sense of shame was amplified countless times, but it also made her more deeply addicted to bondage and his control. After school, they packed their bags together. Jiang Qianqian’s walk was still a little unnatural. She said softly, “Today… was so embarrassing… but… playing like this with you in the classroom… felt… so intimate… Next time… can we use the warehouse, and combine it with ropes?” Lu Shi nodded, tightening his grip on her hand. “Of course. All your secrets, I want to uncover them slowly.” Under the setting sun, the school beauty and her deskmate walked side-by-side on their way home. On the surface, they were just ordinary classmates; only they knew that the remote-controlled vibrator under the classroom desk had irrevocably bound them together. Lu Shi gripped her hand: "Don't worry, I checked just now, it's very safe. Let's play a little longer today, okay?" Deep in the woods, there was a small clearing surrounded by trees, with a clean picnic mat spread on the ground, prepared by Lu Shi in advance. As soon as Jiang Qianqian arrived, she blushed and knelt down proactively: "...Tie me up first. I endured it all day in class today, and now... I really want to be completely controlled by you." Lu Shi took out the ropes from his bag. Keeping her in a kneeling position, he began the familiar straight-arm bind. The rope wound around Jiang Qianqian's arms, starting from crossing and fixing her wrists, then slowly pulling them upwards. Her elbows were held tightly together, her shoulders fully opened. The breasts under her black JK uniform were pushed high due to the stretching. The rope marks left faint red impressions on her fair skin. Jiang Qianqian panted softly, feeling that familiar sense of powerlessness. "My arms... so straight..." she whispered to the air, her voice already tinged with sobs. After binding her arms straight, Lu Shi added a few horizontal ropes to secure her upper body, then took out the blindfold and gag. Jiang Qianqian's body trembled noticeably when she saw the items, but she didn't refuse. "Today, you'll be blindfolded and gagged," Lu Shi explained in a low voice. "To make you focus more on feeling the vibrator and the ropes." Jiang Qianqian bit her lower lip and nodded gently. Lu Shi first placed the black blindfold firmly over her eyes, and the whole world instantly plunged into darkness. Then, he gently but firmly inserted the gag into her mouth, tying the strap behind her head. Jiang Qianqian let out a muffled "mmph" sound, and saliva quickly began to dribble from the corners of her mouth. "Now, you can only endure obediently," Lu Shi whispered in her ear, simultaneously turning on the remote for the vibrator – starting from the medium setting. "Bzzzzzz—" The vibrator vibrated intensely inside Jiang Qianqian. Her whole body stiffened abruptly. The straight-arm bind prevented her from touching or relieving herself, leaving her kneeling on the mat, her body trembling violently. The blindfold and gag focused all her senses on her lower body. The intense stimulation, mixed with the sensitivity accumulated from class, almost immediately pushed her to the brink of orgasm. "Mmph... mmmph..." Jiang Qianqian shook her head frantically, tears quickly soaking the blindfold. The ropes made a slight rustling sound with her struggles, and the gag blocked all her pleas for mercy, leaving only pathetic whimpers. Lu Shi sat opposite her, his eyes fixed on the scene before him: the campus belle Jiang Qianqian, bound in a straight-arm position, kneeling on the mat in the woods, blindfolded, gagged, her legs restlessly rubbing together beneath her short skirt. The vibration of the toy made her entire body tremble, the ropes on her chest rose and fell with her rapid breaths, and saliva dripped down her chin onto her uniform. This extreme visual impact sent a wave of heat surging through Lu Shi's lower abdomen. His lower body involuntarily hardened, the front of his pants visibly bulging. He swallowed, glancing at the blindfolded Jiang Qianqian – she couldn't see anything now. His heart pounded like a drum, and on an impulse, he unzipped his pants, reached his right hand inside, grasped his already erect penis, and began to stroke it slowly up and down. "Mmph... nngh..." Jiang Qianqian's struggles intensified, and Lu Shi turned the vibrator's setting to the highest level. She knelt there, her body arching forward and then leaning back, the ropes tightening further, saliva dripping continuously. The wave of orgasm rapidly approached, her entire body suddenly tensed, then convulsed violently. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph—!!!" A muffled cry escaped the gag as Jiang Qianqian reached orgasm. Warm liquid slid down her inner thighs, her body spasming within the ropes, like a completely defeated doll. Lu Shi watched, his blood boiling, his hand movements becoming faster. He stared at Jiang Qianqian's orgasmic state while increasing his speed, his breathing growing heavy. Just then, due to her violent struggles after orgasm, Jiang Qianqian's head whipped back, and the strap of the blindfold unexpectedly loosened and slipped off. Her eyes, still misty with post-orgasmic tears, clearly saw the scene before her— Lu Shi sat opposite her, his pants unzipped, his right hand rapidly stroking his erect penis, his gaze burning as he stared at her. The air seemed to freeze instantly. Jiang Qianqian's eyes widened sharply, the blush on her face instantly spreading to her earlobes and neck. She had just recovered from her orgasm, and now she witnessed Lu Shi secretly masturbating while she was bound and climaxing. The extreme shame and shock made her entire body tremble again. "Mmph mmph mmph!!!" She shook her head frantically, tears pouring out. The gag prevented her from speaking, leaving her with only rapid, aggrieved whimpers. When she was blindfolded, she didn't know what Lu Shi was doing, but now seeing it with her own eyes, the shame of being completely exposed almost drowned her. Lu Shi was also startled, his hand movements stopping instantly. He quickly zipped up his pants, his face also red, but with an undeniable excitement: "Qianqian... I'm sorry, I... I couldn't help myself... You just now... were too tempting..." Jiang Qianqian cried even harder, large tears falling. She was fixed by the straight-arm bind and couldn't wipe her tears, so she could only kneel there, looking at Lu Shi with wet, aggrieved, and complex eyes. In those eyes, there was shock, shame, hidden satisfaction, and a strange emotion she herself couldn't quite articulate. Lu Shi quickly removed her gag and gently hugged her: "I'm sorry... I was too impulsive. Are... are you okay?" Jiang Qianqian panted, her voice hoarse and tearful: "You... you pervert... I was climaxing while tied up... and you were on the side... doing it yourself... *sob*... I'm so ashamed... How can I face you after this..." The air in the warehouse gradually cooled, but it couldn't quell the lingering heat within their bodies. Jiang Qianqian leaned into Lu Shi's embrace, her body still trembling slightly. The exhaustion after her orgasm and a slight loss of bladder control left her feeling like a puddle of soft water. Her black JK uniform, soaked with sweat and bodily fluids, clung to her skin. The deep red marks left by the ropes were particularly striking in the dim light. Lu Shi held her gently, using a clean towel to meticulously wipe away the traces on her inner thighs and private parts. The deep red marks from the crotch rope, mixed with the wetness from their intense coupling, evoked both tenderness and renewed desire in Lu Shi. "Qianqian... are you alright? Does your shoulders and chest hurt?" Lu Shi asked in a low voice, his palms gently massaging her shoulders and arms, which ached from the hogtie, and her chest, slightly reddened by the pressure of the ropes. Jiang Qianqian's voice was soft, tinged with a crying tone, yet it carried a post-satisfaction allure. "So... so tired... my lower body is still throbbing... it's all yours inside... so warm... Lu Shi, I really... couldn't hold it just now and peed a little... so embarrassing... but... being tied by you, being penetrated so deeply by you, and holding my pee while orgasming... that feeling... I think I'm truly addicted... When I used to play by myself in secret, it was never this intense..." After speaking, she buried her face deeper, afraid to meet Lu Shi's eyes, her disheveled hair falling over her shoulders. Lu Shi's heart pounded faster. He gently kissed her hair, earlobe, and neck, murmuring words of comfort. "You were so good today. I've also... never felt this good. Your body... when it was constricted by the ropes, it felt so tight inside, like it was sucking me in, hot and wet... it made me want to cum almost immediately." They held each other like this, resting for nearly forty minutes. During this time, Lu Shi slowly massaged away the marks left by the ropes all over her body, from her shoulders and arms, to her chest and waist, and down to the roots of her thighs, each touch meticulous and tender. Jiang Qianqian let out soft hums of comfort, her body gradually relaxing, yet occasionally trembling from residual sensitivity. Halfway through their rest, Jiang Qianqian suddenly lifted her head, a flicker of new shyness and determination in her eyes. "Lu Shi... it's still early today... I want to play again... This time... tie me for longer, and don't completely release the hogtie... continue holding my pee... can we? I want to... experience being completely controlled by you, pushed to the absolute limit..." Lu Shi paused for a moment, then a fiercer desire ignited in his eyes. He nodded in agreement. "Okay, but we'll take it slow. Tell me to stop anytime. I'll be watching you, accompanying you." Jiang Qianqian obediently took the water cup and sipped the warm water in small mouthfuls. Lu Shi, meanwhile, selected new ropes and began the second, more meticulous and lengthy binding process. He first had her kneel, then tied her arms high behind her back again, forming a strict hogtie. Her wrists were crossed and secured at the small of her back, then he slowly pulled her arms upward, bringing her elbows to the height of her shoulder blades. The rope began from her wrists, winding upwards, each strand adhering tightly to her delicate skin, leaving clear pink marks. When securing her elbows and upper arms, Lu Shi paid special attention to the pressure, ensuring it was strict without causing her harm. "My shoulders... are so sore... my arms can't be lifted at all... so strict..." Jiang Qianqian panted softly, leaning forward slightly to alleviate the pressure. For the chest binding, Lu Shi wrapped the rope from behind her neck to the front, crossing it below her collarbones, then adding two tight horizontal ropes above and below her breasts, even an extra diagonal rope threaded through her cleavage for further compression. As the ropes slowly tightened, Jiang Qianqian clearly felt her breasts being intensely squeezed and lifted. "Ah... my chest... so tight... so full... so swollen from the binding... Lu Shi... I feel like my breasts have grown a size bigger..." she couldn't help but moan. The ropes dug deeply into her uniform and skin, compressing her already shapely breasts into an even fuller, rounder form. Her flesh spilled slightly from the gaps in the ropes, and with every breath, the ropes rubbed against her sensitive nipples, bringing waves of intense pressure, tingling, and a dull ache. Next, Lu Shi meticulously wove a diamond pattern of a Kote-tsuna (turtle shell binding) around her waist and abdomen, and added firm securing ropes at the roots of her thighs. Finally, he threaded a long rope through her crotch, embedding it deeply into her already wet private parts. He deliberately tied a small knot in the middle, positioning it near her clitoris and urethra, connecting and securing it to the Kote-tsuna. "Ah... there... so sensitive... the rope is stuck so deep..." Jiang Qianqian's body jolted violently, her legs rubbing together restlessly, but the ropes prevented her from closing them. Once the entire binding was complete, Jiang Qianqian knelt on the mat, her legs completely unable to close. Her lower abdomen was noticeably distended from the water she had consumed. She was now completely dominated by the ropes, her chest pushed high, the crotch rope deeply embedded, her eyes hazy and vulnerable. "Now, start holding it," Lu Shi said, sitting opposite her. He placed one hand gently on her bulging lower abdomen, feeling the accumulating pressure. "I'm watching you... the harder you try to hold it, the more excited I get." Time slowly passed. Ten minutes, twenty minutes... thirty minutes... Jiang Qianqian's lower abdomen grew increasingly distended, and the pressure from the crotch rope made the urge to urinate intensely strong and unbearable. She knelt there, her body trembling slightly, sweat beading on her forehead. Her beautiful face was flushed as if about to bleed. Her legs rubbed together restlessly, but the ropes offered no relief from the sharp, urgent need. "Lu Shi... it's so full... my lower body is trapped by the ropes... the urge to pee is pushing constantly... I really need to go to the bathroom... *sob*... but... I also want you to watch me hold it... it's so shameful... I feel like I'm about to break..." she pleaded tearfully, her voice soft and thick with shame, tears streaming down her cheeks. Lu Shi's blood surged. He knelt behind her, embracing her from behind. He gently pressed her swollen abdomen, increasing the ache, while simultaneously pressing his re-erected penis against her entrance beside the crotch rope, slowly entering. "Ah—!!! So deep... it's constricted inside by the ropes... and you're inside me again... so full..." Jiang Qianqian screamed, her body writhing violently within the ropes. The hogtie prevented her from supporting herself with her hands, forcing her to rely on her waist and knees to bear the intense sensation of being completely filled. The crotch rope was pushed deeper, and with each thrust, the knot pulled, rubbing against her clitoris and urethra. The agonizing pressure of holding her pee mingled with the pleasure of sex, creating an indescribable, ultimate stimulation. Lu Shi thrust slowly but powerfully, whispering shameful words into her ear. "Qianqian... you look so slutty like this... tied up by me, holding a full bladder while I fuck you... Do you like being played with like this? Do you like the feeling of being completely dominated by your classmate?" "I like it... ah... I like it... Lu Shi... fuck me... harder... I'm yours... your little slave... *sob*... I'm going to pee... I can't hold it anymore... Ah—!!!" Jiang Qianqian cried out, her orgasm rapidly approaching. Her entire body convulsed violently, her inner walls contracting madly. A small amount of warm urine finally escaped, spraying out along the crotch rope and their joined bodies, wetting a large patch of the mat. That complete, overwhelming climax of incontinence sent Lu Shi to his own peak. He thrust deeply, ejaculating his hot semen entirely inside her. After the orgasm, Jiang Qianqian practically collapsed into Lu Shi's arms, tears streaming down her face. Her voice was weak but filled with ultimate satisfaction. "I... I peed again... in front of you... peed while tied up... so embarrassing... but... so good... Lu Shi, I've truly... fallen completely... Now... I just want to be tied up by you forever... played with by you..." Lu Shi gently loosened some of the ropes and held her, carefully cleaning her body. They embraced and talked, Jiang Qianqian recounting her longing for him in recent days and her vague anxieties about the future. Lu Shi promised to protect her and to slowly plan safer ways to play. The days following their departure from the warehouse were unsettling for both Lu Shi and Jiang Qianqian. The memory of the small grove and the previous encounter in the warehouse felt like thorns lodged in their hearts. During the day at school, they maintained the facade of ordinary deskmates. Jiang Qianqian remained the aloof and elegant school beauty, diligently attending classes and taking notes. Lu Shi was quiet and low-key, and whenever his gaze flickered towards her, he could sense the subtle, involuntary tightening of her legs. In private, their messages grew more frequent. Jiang Qianqian would send voice messages late at night, her voice soft, tinged with vulnerability and longing: "Lu Shi... I miss you so much... I miss being tied up... The last time I lost control, I actually felt incredibly safe... Do you think I'm too perverted?" Lu Shi's replies were always gentle yet restrained: "No. I love everything about you. But we need to be careful. Next time, let's find a more secluded time." On Friday night, Jiang Qianqian finally sent a message that made Lu Shi's blood surge: "Weekend afternoon... I want to try the most extreme... a five-horse harness. Can we? I want to be tied into a complete bow... unable to move... and then hold my pee... until you break me..." Lu Shi agreed almost immediately. On Saturday, he arrived at the warehouse two hours early, meticulously inspected the environment, and added safety anchor points to the beams. When Jiang Qianqian arrived, her face was slightly flushed. As soon as she entered, she proactively closed the iron door and whispered, "Lu Shi... I started limiting my water intake last night. I'm already feeling quite full... Today... tie me as tightly as possible... I want to experience being completely controlled by you, thoroughly." Lu Shi took a deep breath, carried her to the center of the mat, and began the long and exquisitely detailed five-horse harness. First, the arms. He had Jiang Qianqian kneel, brought her arms behind her back, and crossed her wrists to secure them. Then, he slowly pulled her arms upwards, performing a strict reverse hogtie. The rope started from her wrists, winding upwards, securing her forearms, elbows, upper arms, all the way to her shoulders. Each strand was tightened severely, pulling Jiang Qianqian's shoulders back intensely, naturally causing her breasts to lift high. "My shoulders... are so sore... I can't lift my arms at all..." she panted softly, her body trembling slightly. Lu Shi didn't stop. He continued to weave a delicate, intricate pattern of a turtle shell tie across her chest and upper body. The ropes crossed below her collarbones, winding downwards, with multiple tight horizontal strands above and below her breasts, even adding diagonal ropes that passed through her cleavage, further compressing them. The ropes dug deeply into her JK uniform and skin, forcing her naturally perky breasts into an exceptionally full and rounded shape. Flesh spilled slightly from between the ropes, leaving clear red marks. "Ah... my chest... it's so tight... so swollen from the binding... it hurts... but it's also so sensitive..." Jiang Qianqian moaned. With every breath, the ropes rubbed against her nipples, bringing intense pressure and a tingling sensation. Next were the legs. Lu Shi had her maintain her kneeling position, securing her ankles together, then folding her legs upwards and binding them tightly with ropes, forming a variation of a frog tie. Her knees were bent, and the ropes tightened at her upper thighs, further restricting her movement. Finally, the most rigorous part of the five-horse harness – he connected her hands and feet with a long rope, slowly tightening it. Jiang Qianqian's body was forced to arch backward, forming an extreme bow shape: her arms were bound high behind her back, her legs were pulled towards her back, her hands and feet almost touching, her entire body like a drawn bow, completely unable to straighten or relax. The ropes left deep red marks all over her body. Her breasts were exaggeratedly pushed up by the arched posture, and her crotch was exposed even more thoroughly due to the pulling. "Wuwu... so strict... my whole body... can't move... it's so shameful... I'm like a little piglet tied up..." Jiang Qianqian cried, tears streaming down her cheeks. She was now completely immobilized on the mat by the five-horse harness, able to sway only slightly forward and backward. Every struggle caused the ropes to dig deeper into her skin, bringing intense pressure and an inescapable sense of helplessness. Lu Shi moved to face her, carefully admiring the extreme scene: "Sisi, hold her waist down," Lu Shi commanded. Jiang Xixi crawled over, placing her hands on Lin Xiaoxiao's waist indentations. She could feel the violent trembling of the girl beneath her, a shiver of fear and anticipation intertwined that reminded her of her past self. Lu Shi began to tie the ropes. This was a typical "crab bind" (Ebi Shibari), a technique originating from traditional Japanese rope bondage, designed to prevent the bound person from straightening their body, forcing them to curl up like a shrimp. He first tied Lin Xiaoxiao's arms behind her back, wrists bound together, elbows pulled tight with rope and fixed, forcing her upper body forward. Then, he tied a thick rope to the knot behind her back, extending it downwards, threading it between her legs, and deeply pressing it into the crevice of her private parts. "Ah—" Lin Xiaoxiao let out a scream, the sensation of the rope deeply pressing on her sensitive areas too stimulating. Lu Shi didn't pause, continuing to loop the rope back around to her thighs—not a normal binding, but folding her thighs and calves together, tightly wrapping and securing them with rope, forming a "folded leg" state. Lin Xiaoxiao's legs were forcibly bent, her knees almost touching her chest, her entire body fixed into a ball. Finally, Lu Shi tightened the rope connecting her back to her ankles, preventing her from lying flat, forcing her to lie on her side on the ground, or maintain a kneeling-prone position. In either posture, her most private parts were completely exposed, unable to close her legs, and unable to cover herself with her hands. "Check the knots," Lu Shi said to Jiang Xixi. Jiang Xixi carefully inspected each knot, ensuring it wouldn't impede blood circulation. When she reached the rope between Lin Xiaoxiao's legs, her fingers inadvertently brushed against the already moist petals, eliciting a violent tremor. "She's... wet," Jiang Xixi looked up at Lu Shi, her eyes flickering. "Normal," Lu Shi picked up the enema bag and hung it on a hook on the wall. The height of the bag was just right for the liquid to flow in naturally with gravity. "Now... the real beginning." He parted Lin Xiaoxiao's folded legs, exposing her anus. As the cold lubricant was applied, Lin Xiaoxiao let out a whimper, "Master... I... I'm scared..." "Cry if you're scared," Lu Shi said expressionlessly, slowly inserting the silicone tube. "But crying won't make it stop." The tube penetrated deep inside, the sensation of a foreign object invading her intestines causing Lin Xiaoxiao's body to convulse. When Lu Shi opened the clamp and the warm saline solution began to flow in, she let out a heart-wrenching moan, "No... my stomach... it's so full... stop... stop..." Jiang Xixi held her shoulders and whispered in her ear, "Endure it... the first time I did it, I thought I was going to die... but after enduring it... it feels good..." "Lies... lies..." Lin Xiaoxiao's tears and snot smeared her face. Her body could only writhe slightly under the restraint of the ropes, making the liquid inside her stomach slosh more noticeably. Lu Shi controlled the flow rate, allowing 500 ml of saline to slowly and firmly fill Lin Xiaoxiao's intestines. When the bag was empty, Lin Xiaoxiao's abdomen had already slightly distended, the grooves left by the ropes appearing even deeper on her bulging belly. "Clench," Lu Shi pulled out the tube and inserted a butt plug to block the opening. "Don't let any out. I want you to stay like this for ten minutes. For every drop you leak, I'll add ten minutes to the binding." Lin Xiaoxiao let out a shrill cry. She wanted to clench her anus, but the crab bind posture prevented her abdominal muscles from fully engaging. The sensation of needing to defecate but being forcibly prevented, combined with the pressure of the liquid in her intestines, brought indescribable humiliation and pain. "Sisi," Lu Shi turned to Jiang Xixi, "Go stimulate her. Let her know what it means to 'wish for life but not be able to live, wish for death but not be able to die'." Jiang Xixi swallowed and crawled in front of Lin Xiaoxiao. She looked at the girl tied in a shrimp shape, her belly distended, her face streaked with tears, and suddenly leaned down, taking her erect cherry into her mouth. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph—!!!" Lin Xiaoxiao's screams echoed in the basement. The stimulation on her chest created a stark contrast with the fullness in her anus. She wanted to curl up, but the ropes restricted her; she wanted to push Jiang Xixi away, but her hands were tied behind her back; she wanted to defecate, but the butt plug blocked the only exit. Lu Shi was not idle either. He walked behind Lin Xiaoxiao, his fingers probing her swollen, engorged private parts between her legs, which were already red and swollen from the ropes, and gently caressed her sensitive clitoris. "In ten minutes," Lu Shi whispered in Lin Xiaoxiao's ear, his voice like a demon's, "I will remove the plug. But you must remember—do not dirty the mat. You must pull it all... into the basin. And, in front of Sisi, look her in the eyes and tell her how good it feels." "I... I can't do it..." Lin Xiaoxiao cried, but her body betrayed her—under Jiang Xixi's sucking and Lu Shi's finger stimulation, she actually began to writhe her waist, actively seeking more pleasure. Ten minutes felt like ten hours. The moment Lu Shi finally removed the butt plug, Lin Xiaoxiao let out an inhuman scream. Warm liquid gushed out, and at the same time, her body reached orgasm. In the midst of intense defecation and pleasure, she completely broke down, her eyes glazed over, and saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth. "Today... it's your turn." Lu Shi emerged from the bathroom, carrying a transparent silicone enema bag filled with warm, lightly salted water, which gleamed seductively under the light. In his other hand, he held a red rope, thicker than usual, its rough fibers clearly visible. Jiang Qianqian knelt on the bed, already naked, her hands clasped nervously in her lap. She eyed the enema bag, her throat tightening. "I... I really have to...?" "You said you wanted to try everything," Lu Shi said, hanging the bag on the bedside lamp stand, positioned so the liquid would flow down with gravity. "And... today isn't just about the enema. I want to truly possess you... when you're most full, most ashamed. Complete possession." He walked to the bedside and lifted Jiang Qianqian's chin with his fingers. "From behind. When you're filled, bound, and can't resist... I'll enter you from the rear. Are you ready?" Jiang Qianqian's face instantly flushed to her ears, but her body reacted before her mind could – a sheen of moisture appeared between her legs. She nodded gently, her voice a whisper. "Mmm... I'm ready... Master." "Get down on your stomach, lift your hips," Lu Shi commanded. "Bring your hands behind your back, cross your wrists." Jiang Qianqian obediently prostrated herself, burying her face in the soft pillow, her arms bound behind her. Lu Shi began to tie the rope, this time with meticulous care, each loop expertly placed. He first wrapped the rope around her wrists, not in a simple knot, but weaving a complex pattern that secured her hands behind her back, pulling her elbows together, forcing her breasts to protrude more. Then, the rope descended, wrapping around her waist – not once, but three times, each loop cinching tightly, digging deep into the soft flesh of her sides, creating three parallel red marks. "This is a waist bind," Lu Shi explained as he tied. "It's to secure your core, so you don't hurt yourself when you struggle later." The rope continued downwards, forming a neat knot on her flat abdomen, then splitting into two strands that wrapped around the roots of her thighs. This was the most torturous part – the rope dug deeply into the tender flesh at the juncture of her legs, pressing intimately against the folds of her private parts, causing a constant friction against her sensitive clitoris with the slightest movement. "Ah..." Jiang Qianqian couldn't help but moan. The sensation of the rope pressing deeply was both painful and exquisitely tingly. "Don't cry out, we haven't started yet," Lu Shi's voice held a hint of amusement, but his hands didn't stop. He spread Jiang Qianqian's legs apart, binding them into a 'folded leg' position – thighs and calves brought together, knees almost touching her chest, but then forcibly pulled apart to the sides, forming an extremely shameful 'M' shape. Finally, he secured the rope connecting her ankles to the foot of the bedpost, preventing her from closing her legs or moving. Jiang Qianqian was now like an opened oyster, her most private entrance exposed to the air, unable to even contract. "Check it," Lu Shi patted her buttocks. Jiang Qianqian shifted slightly, immediately feeling the presence of the ropes all over her body – the wrist restraints preventing her from covering herself, the waist ropes limiting her ability to twist, the ropes between her legs constantly chafing her engorged clitoris, and her most shameful entrance, completely vulnerable, awaiting the impending violation. "It's tied tight..." she panted, "I feel... all of me is bound..." Lu Shi picked up the enema bag and moved behind her. He didn't immediately insert the tube, but first gently caressed her tightly closed anus with his finger. Jiang Qianqian's body stiffened violently; the sensation of being directly touched in her most private spot made her feel so ashamed she almost fainted. "Relax," Lu Shi whispered, his finger, coated in lubricant, slowly pushing in one digit. "Today, you're going to give this place... entirely to me. Not just the enema... something deeper." His finger gently expanded within her rectum, creating a strange sense of fullness. Jiang Qianqian bit her lip, experiencing the shame of a foreign object moving inside her. When his finger withdrew, she felt a sense of emptiness, but then – "Mmmph—!!!" The cold silicone tube was slowly pushed into her anus. Unlike a finger, the tube's sensation was harder, more invasive. Lu Shi opened the clamp, and the warm saline solution began to flow slowly into her intestines. "No... my stomach... it's so full..." Jiang Qianqian whimpered. She could feel the liquid spreading within her intestines, the sensation of being filled extending from her anus to her lower abdomen. As the liquid entered, her once flat stomach began to bulge slightly, the waist ropes creating even deeper indentations. "Still half left," Lu Shi said, watching the liquid in the bag diminish while Jiang Qianqian's belly visibly expanded. The previously tight waist ropes now sank deeply into her distended belly, forming three alarming red marks. "I... I can't take it anymore... it's going to come out..." Jiang Qianqian cried, begging. The fullness in her intestines had reached its limit, the urge to defecate so strong it made her tremble. "Hold it," Lu Shi closed the clamp, but didn't remove the tube. "I want you in this state... on the verge of losing control, but forced to hold back. This shame... will make you tighter later." Twelve hours. Jiang Xixi's heart pounded. Before this, the longest she'd ever been restrained was three or four hours. What did twelve hours mean? It meant she would spend the night in ropes, it meant she would sleep bound, it meant her body would be completely reshaped. "You're here?" Lu Shi opened the door. The basement was already set up – a specially made bed in the center, with suspension rings and pulleys installed around it. Ropes of various colors hung on the walls, and water, food, and first-aid supplies were in the corner. "Xiao Xiao isn't coming tonight," Lu Shi took her bag. "It's just the two of us. I want to make you... completely accustomed to being tied, so accustomed that... you can't sleep without ropes." Jiang Xixi swallowed and began to undress. As she stood naked in the center of the basement, Lu Shi was already selecting ropes – this time, the full set. Thick hemp ropes for weight-bearing, thin cotton ropes for decoration, and specially made wide fabric straps for prolonged restraint to prevent circulation issues. "Let's start with the basics," Lu Shi commanded. "Kneel down, hands behind your back." Jiang Xixi obediently knelt, her arms behind her. Lu Shi began to tie her – this time, a "long-term rear-tie," not for pain, but for endurance. The rope wound around her wrists, not tight, but leaving a little slack, then secured above her elbows, forming a comfortable bent angle. This method could last for hours without causing numbness in her hands. Next were her breasts. Lu Shi wove an intricate "breastplate tie" – ropes crossed in front of her chest, forming a diamond pattern, encircling and supporting beneath her breasts, both beautiful and distributing pressure. Her nipples were deliberately left uncovered, but light bell clamps were attached next to them, emitting faint sounds with her movements. "Legs," he commanded. "Fold them, lie on your side." Jiang Xixi lay on her side on the mat, her legs folded into a fetal position. Lu Shi used wide fabric straps to secure her ankles and thighs together, not tightly, but gently wrapped. Then, a rope connected her ankles to her wrists, forming a "bent-leg tie," keeping her in this warm and secure posture. But this was just the beginning. "Now... placement," Lu Shi lifted her onto the bed, adjusting her position so she lay on her side. "I want you to sleep. Sleep in restraint. If you wake up in the middle of the night needing to use the restroom... call me, and I'll take you. But... you'll be taken while still tied." Jiang Xixi closed her eyes, feeling the restraint all over her body – her wrists secured, unable to reach; her legs folded, unable to stand; her chest supported by the rope net, the bells tinkling softly with her breathing. She thought she would be sleepless, but strangely, the feeling of being completely enveloped and secure quickly lulled her into a deep sleep. At two in the morning, she was awakened by the urge to urinate. The liquid in her body and the pressure of the restraints made her whimper. Lu Shi woke immediately. He untied the rope connecting her legs but did not release her ankles. Instead, he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom like a baby. "Like this..." he had her sit on the toilet, her legs unable to separate due to the bent-leg tie, only able to remain together. "Solve it... while tied." Jiang Xixi's face turned crimson, but with the extreme urge to urinate, she could only comply. The feeling of being held, restrained, and having her most private act completely controlled, brought her a strange pleasure amidst the shame. Back in bed, Lu Shi re-tied her legs, but this time he changed her position – he had her lie on her back, her legs pulled apart by ropes and secured to the bedposts, forming an M-shape. Then, he placed a low-frequency vibrator between her legs, set to the lowest setting. "Keep sleeping," he whispered in her ear, "but feel... the vibration inside you. Until morning." Jiang Xixi fell asleep again amidst the gentle vibration of the toy, her dreams becoming hazy and lewd. She trembled several times in her semi-conscious state, but never reached orgasm, only maintained in that warm, tingling edge. At seven in the morning, sunlight streamed through the basement window. Jiang Xixi woke up to find her body had completely adapted to the restraint – the ropes on her wrists felt like a second skin, her folded legs felt like a natural posture, and the vibrator inside her had left her between her legs wet. "Awake?" Lu Shi was already awake. He removed the vibrator from between her legs but did not untie the ropes. "Twelve hours... how does it feel?" "Like... a dream..." Jiang Xixi's voice was hoarse. "My body... feels so heavy... yet so light..." "Very good," Lu Shi began to adjust the ropes. "Now... we enter the second phase. Suspension." He moved her under the suspension rig in the center of the room, untying the bent-leg tie but keeping her wrists bound. Then, he began to weave a complex "full-body suspension" – ropes wrapped around her waist for support, forming a seat at her crotch, and securing around her calves. As she was slowly lifted, her entire weight was distributed across multiple points, causing no pain, only the sensation of being suspended that instantly cleared her head. "Ah..." she hung in mid-air, her legs naturally spread, her wrists tied behind her back, her body leaning slightly backward. "Such a strange... feeling..." "First, you need to be secured in the most convenient position for training," Lu Shi began to gather the ropes. This time, the binding method was entirely different. He first tied Jiang Qianqian's arms to the armrests of the chair, but not in a simple, flat manner. Instead, her arms were bent backward, elbows pointing upwards, wrists secured at the ends of the armrests, forming a "surrender" pose. Then, he placed a rope across the top of Jiang Qianqian's chest, passing under her armpits, and knotted it behind her back, firmly securing her upper body to the chair's backrest. The most crucial bindings were around her neck and head. Lu Shi used a thin rope to loop around her forehead, securing it to the sides of the headrest, preventing her head from turning freely and forcing it into a slightly tilted-back angle. Another rope was tied at her collarbone, extending downwards, tied into a knot in her cleavage, then splitting to go under her breasts and tightening at her back – this was a "breast binding," designed to lift her breasts upwards, making them appear more prominent and full. "Open your mouth," Lu Shi commanded. Jiang Qianqian obediently opened her mouth. Lu Shi inserted the hollow ball gag into her mouth, tightening the strap behind her head. The gag forced her mouth open, preventing her from closing it, and saliva began to dribble uncontrollably from the corners of her lips. "This is a training gag," Lu Shi explained, his finger entering her open mouth to touch her tongue. "It will keep your mouth open, exposing your throat. Now... I'm going to put on the nipple clamps." He picked up the two silver clamps, connected by slender silver chains. Jiang Qianqian clearly saw the structure of the clamps – they were screw-adjusted, allowing for control over tightness, with rubber pads at the ends to prevent direct skin pinching, yet the pressure was still intense. "Mmm..." Jiang Qianqian let out a muffled groan as the first clamp was attached to the nipple of her left breast. The pain was sharp and direct, but it quickly transformed into a strange, tingling sensation. Lu Shi tightened the screw, securing the clamp firmly, then released his hand – the silver chain dangled, swaying in the light. When the second clamp was attached to her right breast, Jiang Qianqian was already in tears. The two nipple clamps were connected by the silver chains, and any slight movement caused them to pull against each other, creating a continuous, stinging sensation. Lu Shi tied the middle section of the silver chains to the knot on her abdomen, creating a delicate balance – if she lifted her chest too high, the chains would tighten, pulling the clamps upwards; if she slumped her waist, the chains would loosen, but the weight of the clamps themselves would create a downward pull. Regardless of her posture, her nipples were under constant torment. "Now, the training begins," Lu Shi unbuckled his belt and walked to the head of the chair. Jiang Qianqian looked up at him, the gag forcing her mouth wide open, her throat forming a straight line. He slowly entered her mouth. Jiang Qianqian immediately felt the invasion – unlike fingers or a vibrator, this warm, hard, pulsating presence was far more intense. When the tip touched the back of her throat, she instinctively wanted to gag, her stomach convulsing. "Swallow," Lu Shi pressed her head down, his voice coming from above. "Imagine you're swallowing a very thick noodle... relax your throat..." Jiang Qianqian tried to relax, but her physiological reflexes caused her to retch repeatedly, tears and snot smearing her face. Lu Shi didn't force her but slowly withdrew, letting her gasp for air, then entered again. Time and again, he patiently trained her throat, each time going a little deeper than the last. "Good... a little deeper..." Lu Shi's voice was hoarse. "Feel me... occupying your throat... everything about you... belongs to me..." After dozens of attempts, Jiang Qianqian finally found the knack – at the moment Lu Shi entered, she made a swallowing motion, relaxing her throat muscles, and he actually slid deeper. Her nose almost touched his abdomen, the feeling of her mouth and throat being completely filled made her breathless, yet it strangely produced a sense of complete possession and security. "Swallow... all of it..." Lu Shi growled, releasing deep within her throat. Jiang Qianqian was forced to swallow, the warm liquid flowing directly down her esophagus. The shame almost made her faint. When Lu Shi withdrew, she coughed violently, saliva and residual fluid dripping down her chin, onto her chest, which was contorted by the ropes. "First training session... satisfactory," Lu Shi removed her gag but not the nipple clamps. "However... today's training isn't over yet. You have to go to school wearing these..." "What?!" Jiang Qianqian's eyes widened in horror as she looked at the swaying silver chains on the nipple clamps. "I'll hide the chains inside your clothes," Lu Shi's lips curved into a wicked smile. "But throughout the day, I can pull the thread hidden in my pocket at any time. During class, while walking, while eating... you'll never know when your nipples will be suddenly tugged. And..." He took out a pink bullet vibrator, but this time, instead of inserting it internally, he used special tape to secure it between her legs, directly against her clitoris: "This will also be on... at the lowest setting. Your task today... is to not climax. If you do... you'll be hung in the warehouse all night with ropes tonight." When Jiang Qianqian walked out of Lu Shi's house wearing her school uniform, she looked no different from usual on the outside – a neat shirt, pleated skirt, and long socks. But only she knew that beneath her shirt, the silver chains of the nipple clamps dangled down her abdomen, connected to a nearly invisible thread in Lu Shi's hand; beneath her skirt, the vibrator buzzed continuously, and her body, sensitized by the rope training, was desperately craving an orgasm. During the first class of the morning, as the homeroom teacher turned to write on the blackboard, Jiang Qianqian suddenly stiffened – a sharp tugging sensation shot through her nipples. She bit her lip, almost crying out. Lu Shi sat in the back row of the classroom, his fingers lightly pulling the thread beneath the desk, his gaze meeting hers across the room, filled with the pleasure of a controller.