Lin Yi's Journey into Cross-dressing Bondage

Lin Yi sat on his dorm chair, the curtains drawn tight, leaving only a sliver of the dim streetlamp's glow to filter in. He was twenty-one, a junior, tall and slender with delicate features that his roommates often teased were perfect for cross-dressing. And he did cross-dress, ever since his freshman year, using "photoshoots for conventions" as an excuse to buy a pile of women's clothes, stockings, wigs, and high heels. He'd wear them out for photos, then secretly wash and hide them upon returning. The feeling of the fabric clinging to his skin always made him itch, as if he were finally embodying the soft, yielding self he secretly longed to be. But tonight, his mind was far from cosplay. His phone screen lit up, revealing several browser tabs hidden at the bottom, all dedicated to Shibari forums and message boards. Lin Yi's fingers slid across the screen, his heart rate quickening. He'd been scrolling through titles like these for months: "Newbie guy looking for a reliable rope master," "What's it like to be tied up for the first time," "What to do if you get scammed when arranging a session"... He read one after another, yet hesitated to send a private message. "This is so damn embarrassing..." he muttered to himself, tossing the phone onto the bed. He stood up and paced the small dorm room. His roommates were out partying, leaving only the hum of the air conditioner. He walked to the wardrobe, pulled open the bottom drawer, and there, neatly folded, was a black and white maid outfit. He took it out and spread it on the bed, his fingers tracing the lace trim of the skirt. Suddenly, an image flashed through his mind – himself, wearing this outfit, bound tighter and tighter by ropes, unable to move. His face instantly flushed crimson. He quickly stuffed the outfit back, sat on the edge of the bed, and buried his head in his hands. He didn't actually know when he'd become addicted to this. In his senior year of high school, he'd been scrolling on his phone under the covers late at night when he accidentally clicked on a Japanese Shibari image. The model was covered in red marks from the hemp rope, yet her eyes were eerily calm. At that moment, Lin Yi's whole body felt hot, his lower body aching with an erection. From then on, this thought, like a fine thread, quietly wrapped around his heart, tightening its grip, impossible to shake off. He'd tried many crude methods. Tying his wrists with a tie, binding his thighs with stockings, securing himself to a chair with a belt. But each time, it felt wrong – too loose, too fake, nothing like the "utterly helpless" feeling he craved. He wanted real rope, real strangers, to slowly bind him into a state of complete helplessness. But when it came to actually doing it, he was terrified. What if the other person was a scammer? What if they threatened him with a video? What if they didn't follow the rules? A twenty-one-year-old university student from an average family, with mediocre grades. If this got out, his life would be ruined. His parents, roommates, classmates... The thought of their gazes sent a shiver down his spine. He picked up his phone again, opened the forum, and scrolled for a long time, still not daring to send a private message. He lurked in the anonymous posts, reading others' experiences. Some talked about being stood up on their first session, others about the other party suddenly increasing the price, and some about nearly having an accident due to poor safety measures. Lin Yi read with a pounding heart, yet couldn't bring himself to close the page. He procrastinated like this until past eleven o'clock at night, when he finally mustered the courage to leave a comment under a post for newbie requests: "Newbie guy here too, 21-year-old university student, also looking to chat with a reliable rope master. Any recommendations? Safety first, thank you." After posting, he immediately locked his phone and threw it under his pillow, his heart racing as if he'd committed a crime. He tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. About twenty minutes later, his phone vibrated. He snatched it up, his heart leaping. It was a private message from the forum. Two people had replied. One ID was "Old Rope Master," who directly said, "Add me on WeChat, price is negotiable." The other was "Rope Shadow," who replied more slowly, only saying, "If you're new, I suggest you learn more about safety first. Do you have any specific questions you can ask me?" Lin Yi hesitated for a long time before adding "Rope Shadow" on WeChat. The profile picture was a blurry knot, no face visible. After adding, the other party sent a message: "Newbie? Male?" Lin Yi's fingers trembled as he replied, "Yes." The next morning, Lin Yi woke up with swollen eyes. He had barely slept the night before, his mind replaying the message from "Rope Shadow": "Next Wednesday night." He grabbed his phone, the first thing he did was open WeChat to check if the chat history was still there. It was. The line "Okay, I'll consider it" sat before his eyes like a ticking time bomb. "Fuck... I actually replied," he buried his face in the pillow, cursing himself in a muffled voice. In the dorm, Xiao Pang was still snoring, while Old Zhang was already up and washing his face. Lin Yi quickly shoved his phone under the covers, pretending to still be asleep. He was distracted throughout the entire day of classes. During his major course, the teacher was explaining the PPT, and while Lin Yi's eyes were on the blackboard, images of the hotel room kept flashing through his mind: himself standing there in a maid outfit, hands tied behind his back with rope, the hemp digging into his skin... Thinking about it, he felt a stir down there and quickly pressed his textbook against his lap, lowering his head as if taking notes. At lunch in the cafeteria, Xiao Pang suddenly slapped his shoulder: "Brother Yi, are you going to the comic convention this weekend? That maid outfit you cosplayed last time was pretty popular, I still have the photos!" Lin Yi almost spat out his food, his face instantly flushing to the roots of his ears. He forced a smile: "Ah... maybe, depends on the situation." Xiao Pang laughed heartily: "You kid, you look even better in women's clothes than girls do. Seriously, aren't you considering a career change to become a cosplayer? Or should I introduce you to some rich female fans?" "Get lost." Lin Yi lowered his head and shoveled rice, but his heart felt like it was being pricked by needles. Rich female fans? That wasn't what he wanted at all. What he wanted was... that feeling of being completely bound, unable to move, at the mercy of others. The more he thought about it, the more ashamed he felt, and the more ashamed he felt, the more his lower body reacted. He quickly finished his meal and made an excuse to return to the dorm. He had no classes in the afternoon, so he holed up alone in his dorm, locking the door. After drawing the curtains, he once again took out the black and white maid outfit from the bottom of the drawer. This time, he couldn't resist. He stripped off his clothes and put it on piece by piece. The black dress hugged his waist tightly, the white apron tied in the front, the over-the-knee white stockings pulled up to his thighs, and the lace headdress secured. He stood in front of the dorm's full-length mirror and did a spin. The hem of the skirt swayed gently, and the sound of the stockings rubbing against his skin made his whole body go weak. He raised his hands, placing them behind his back as if tied, and tried to struggle. "If... I were really tied up like this with rope..." he whispered to his reflection, his voice trembling. The boy in the maid outfit in the mirror had a face as red as a ripe shrimp, his eyes watery, looking both cute and slutty. Shame washed over him like a tide. Lin Yi, you're a fucking pervert! A twenty-one-year-old college student, who normal person likes wearing women's clothes and wants to be tied up? If someone were to walk in right now and see you like this, would you still be able to live? But the more he berated himself, the stronger the desire became. He sat on the edge of the bed, legs together, hands still behind his back, and closed his eyes to fantasize. Next Wednesday, how would that man, Rope Shadow, bind him? Start with his wrists? Or begin with a Go-kaku-shibari from his shoulders? Would the rope be thick? Would it hurt when it tightened? As he thought, his lower body became painfully hard. He quickly stopped, took off the clothes, stuffed them back into the drawer, and rushed into the bathroom for a cold shower. Afterwards, he lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze. "Maybe... I should cancel," he picked up his phone and opened the chat window with Rope Shadow. His finger hovered over the input box for a long time, finally typing "Um..." before deleting it all. The third and fourth days passed like an ordeal. Lin Yi browsed forums until midnight every day, reading various beginner experience posts, and others' sharing of their post-binding feelings. Some said they were very nervous the first time they were bound, their whole bodies trembling, but after being tightly bound, they felt inexplicably calm; some said they cried from the pain, but after crying, they desperately wanted to do it again. Lin Yi's heart itched with longing, but he was also more afraid. He also secretly downloaded a few bondage tutorial videos and watched them with headphones on. In the videos, the rope master's movements were skilled, wrapping around and around, the model's body slowly losing its freedom. He watched intently, his fingers unconsciously tracing patterns on his own arm. On Friday night, his roommates went out for late-night snacks, and Lin Yi put on the maid outfit again. This time, he took one of his ties and tried to tie his hands behind his back. He tied it too loosely, and it came undone with a single tug. Annoyed, he threw the tie aside and lay on the bed, panting. "So useless... I still need to find a professional..." he muttered to himself. As Wednesday approached, his desire to cancel grew. On Saturday morning, he opened the chat window again and typed a long message: "I'm sorry, something suddenly came up, I might not be able to make it next Wednesday..." After writing it, he stared at it for a long time, but his finger couldn't bring itself to press send. In the end, he deleted it all, threw his phone aside, and rolled around on the bed. "Lin Yi, you're a fucking coward! Something you've wanted for years, something you finally managed to arrange, and now you're too scared to go?" He hated his own indecisiveness. But the thought of actually standing in front of a stranger, dressed in women's clothes and being bound, made his legs go weak with fear. What if the other person laughed at him for wearing women's clothes? What if he called to stop during the process and the other person ignored him? What if... On Sunday night, he barely slept. The next day was Monday, his last day of classes. His phone vibrated constantly during class. It was a message from Rope Shadow: "Tomorrow is Wednesday. How are your preparations? If you still want to come, remember to bring scissors and water. I'll be there on time. If you change your mind, it's okay too, just say so." Lin Yi looked at the message, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it would leap out of his throat. He replied with two words: "...Mm." Rope Shadow glanced at him, her gaze lingering on his maid outfit for two seconds. Without a word, she said calmly, "The outfit is cute. Come over when you're ready, stand by the bed." Lin Yi's legs felt like lead as he shuffled over. Standing by the bed, he felt like a lamb being led to slaughter. Rope Shadow approached him, gently touching his shoulder. "Relax, don't hold your shoulders so tight. Let's start with your wrists, okay?" "Mmm..." Rope Shadow picked up a bundle of hemp rope, straightening it in her hands with a faint rustling sound. The noise made Lin Yi tremble all over. He brought his hands behind his back. Rope Shadow's movements were steady, beginning to wrap around his wrists. As the first loop tightened, the rough texture of the hemp pressed directly against his skin, and Lin Yi couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah." "Does it hurt?" Rope Shadow asked. "...No, it doesn't hurt, it's just... a little cold." Rope Shadow said nothing more, her hands skillfully wrapping loop after loop. The rope grew tighter, securing Lin Yi's wrists firmly together. Next came his forearms, then his elbows. Rope Shadow straightened his arms, binding them behind his back, pulling his shoulders slightly backward. His chest naturally arched forward, causing the neckline of the maid outfit to pull down a bit. Lin Yi lowered his head, his face burning with embarrassment. He could feel the rope digging into his flesh. It wasn't excruciatingly painful, but the sheer reality of being unable to move made his mind go blank. "Try to see if you can break free," Rope Shadow said. Lin Yi struggled for a moment. His arms were completely immobile, only his fingers could move slightly. A wave of shame washed over him—he was wearing a maid outfit, his hands bound behind his back by a stranger, like a cheap toy. Rope Shadow took another, longer rope and began to wrap it around his shoulders, crossing over his chest to create a simple Kote-kote binding. The rope passed under his collarbones, crossed in front of his chest, tightened, and was then tied behind his back. Each pull of the rope dug deeply into his soft flesh, the fabric of the maid outfit being pressed and distorted. "Hoo... hoo..." Lin Yi's breathing grew heavier. His lower half was completely hard, forming a small tent under the skirt. He felt so ashamed he wanted to die. Rope Shadow seemed to notice, but she didn't smile. She said calmly, "It's normal to feel this way the first time. How does it feel?" "...So tight... I can't move..." Lin Yi's voice was laced with a sob. "It's so embarrassing..." "Embarrassing?" Rope Shadow chuckled softly. "You look very beautiful in this outfit. Shall we continue?" Lin Yi bit his lip and nodded. Rope Shadow had him kneel on the bed, and then began to bind his legs. First his ankles, then his calves, then his thighs. The rope wrapped tightly, securing his legs together, making it impossible to separate them. Finally, she used another rope to connect Lin Yi's wrists and ankles, creating a simple hogtie position. While not strictly executed, Lin Yi had completely lost all mobility, able to lie only on his side on the bed, his body slightly arched. The room was filled only with Lin Yi's heavy breaths. He was completely bound now. The hemp rope chafed against his skin, and every slight struggle brought a new friction. The maid outfit was a mess under the ropes, the hem lifted halfway, exposing his white stockings and the skin of his inner thighs to the air. Shame, fear, excitement, submission... all emotions mixed together, making his head spin. Rope Shadow sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him. "How do you feel now?" Lin Yi's eyes welled up, his voice trembling. "...It's so strange... like... like I'm not myself anymore... but... but it feels so good..." As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to bite his tongue. It was too humiliating! How could he say such things in front of a stranger? Rope Shadow reached out and gently patted his shoulder. "Very good. Most beginners feel this way the first time. Do you want to go deeper, or should I untie you now?" Lin Yi hesitated for two seconds, his voice barely audible. "...A little... tighter..." Rope Shadow nodded and added a few more ropes, creating a denser binding around his chest and thighs. The ropes dug in deeper, and red marks slowly began to appear. Lin Yi couldn't help but let out a soft moan, his voice tinged with a sob and an indescribable sense of satisfaction. Time seemed to stand still. Lin Yi lay on the bed, bound like a gift. He could feel Rope Shadow's gaze sweeping over his entire body, every inch of his skin feeling as if it were burning. The shame was almost overwhelming—a college junior, dressed in a maid outfit, tied up like this by a stranger, and finding it pleasurable. But he just couldn't stop. That feeling of being completely controlled, of having lost all freedom, was like the thickest rope, digging deeply into his soul. Rope Shadow asked in a low voice, "Do you want to continue?" Lin Yi closed his eyes, tears sliding from the corners of his eyes, but with a trembling, irrepressible desire, he whispered: Lin Yi lay on the hotel bed, his body tightly bound with hemp ropes. His hands were tied behind his back, and his wrists and ankles were then connected by ropes, forcing his body into a shamefully arched posture. The hem of his maid outfit had already been lifted to his waist, leaving deep red marks on his white stockings. The chest binding distorted the clothing, the ropes digging into his skin, each breath a tightening pain and pressure. He panted heavily, his face buried in the sheets, afraid to look at the shadowy figure sitting by the bed. After uttering "want" just now, he wished he could bite off his own tongue. How pathetic... A college student, dressed as a maid, tied up like this by a stranger, and he still said he wanted to continue? The room was silent except for his ragged breaths. The shadowy figure's hand gently pressed on his shoulder, their voice as calm as ever: "If you want to continue, I can add some variations. But you need to tell me clearly what you want." Lin Yi's whole body trembled. Shame burned through him like fire, yet his lower body throbbed with pain, pressing against his white briefs, a distinct shape visible even through the skirt. He bit his lip, remaining silent for a long time, tears welling up in his eyes. The shadowy figure didn't rush him, just waited quietly. After a long while, Lin Yi finally spoke in a voice barely audible, choked with sobs: "...I... I want... my mouth gagged... and... blindfolded..." After saying this, he felt like he was about to explode. His face burned as if on fire, and tears immediately streamed down. How could he actively ask for such things?! This was no longer simple rope bondage; he was completely treating himself as a toy, begging for abuse! The shadowy figure let out a soft "Mm," not mocking him, but confirming: "Mouth gag and blindfold? Alright. But safety first. I'll use a ball gag or tape. You can shake your head or make a sound to signal me to stop at any time. Are you sure you want this?" Lin Yi closed his eyes, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "...Sure... Please..." He himself was startled by the "please." But the words were out, and he couldn't take them back. The craving for complete loss of control spread through his heart like poison. He wanted his senses completely stripped away, leaving only the feeling of the ropes tightening on his body, only the submission of being controlled. The shadowy figure took something from the toolbox. First, a clean black blindfold, soft fabric with an elastic band around the edge. They walked to Lin Yi and gently placed the blindfold over his eyes, wrapping it around tightly. The world instantly plunged into darkness. Lin Yi's breathing immediately became heavier; he could only perceive his surroundings through sound and touch. "Eyes are covered," the shadowy figure said softly. "Now for the mouth." They took out a ball gag with a hole – not a particularly large one, considering Lin Yi was a novice. The shadowy figure first gently touched Lin Yi's lips with a finger: "Open your mouth." Lin Yi trembled with shame but obediently opened his mouth. The ball gag was inserted, and the smell of rubber and the pressure instantly filled his mouth. He instinctively wanted to spit it out, but the shadowy figure had already tied the strap behind his head. "Mmm... mmmph..." Lin Yi tried to make a sound, only managing muffled whimpers. Saliva began to flow uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth, dripping down his chin onto the sheets. Now, he was completely controlled. His eyes couldn't see, his mouth couldn't speak, his limbs were completely immobile. He could only lie on the bed like a wrapped gift. The ropes tightened more noticeably, and each struggle brought new friction to his chest, waist, and the base of his thighs... everywhere felt a burning tightness. The maid outfit was a mess, the stockings stretched out of shape, and the cool air under the skirt blew on his exposed skin. Lin Yi's mind went blank. So embarrassing... so debased... I actually asked to be gagged and blindfolded... If my roommates saw this now, if my parents saw this, how could I live? But the more he thought this, the stronger the intense pleasure became. In the darkness, all his senses focused on where the ropes tightened. He could clearly feel the shadowy figure's hands occasionally adjusting the knots on his body, that sense of powerlessness from being watched and manipulated made his lower body throb even harder. Saliva continued to flow, his whimpers growing softer, with clear sobs, yet with an irrepressible satisfaction. The shadowy figure's voice came from the darkness, deep and steady: "How do you feel now? Nodding means comfortable, shaking your head means you want to stop." Lin Yi nodded frantically, whimpering, his body wriggling slightly within the ropes. The ropes immediately dug deeper into his flesh, and he cried tears of pleasure. The shadowy figure seemed to smile slightly, their fingers gently massaging the back of his neck to help him relax. "It's very brave for a novice to actively request this much. Enjoy it slowly, I won't let you get hurt." For the next while, Lin Yi was completely immersed in darkness and restraint. He didn't know how long it had been, perhaps twenty minutes, perhaps forty. The shadowy figure occasionally adjusted the tightness of the ropes, checked his circulation, and even used a towel to wipe the saliva from the corners of his mouth. Lin Yi could only let out muffled whimpers, like a completely tamed little animal. That feeling of complete surrender seeped into the depths of his soul like a warm current. The pressure of pretending to be normal at school, worrying about grades, and hiding his cross-dressing secret was all shattered by the tightening ropes at this moment. He had only one identity left: a bound, maid-dressed, gagged, and blindfolded toy. Waves of pleasure washed over him. He wasn't touched below, but through the pressure of the ropes and the sensory deprivation, he reached an unprecedented climax. His body trembled violently within the ropes, his underwear instantly became soaked, and his whimpers became rapid and soft. After the climax, Lin Yi felt completely drained, collapsing softly onto the bed, only his heavy breaths remaining. The shadowy figure's voice sounded again: "This is very good for a first time. I'll start untying you now, slowly, don't panic." The untying process was more torturous than the tying. As the ropes were loosened one by one, blood began to circulate again, and the mixed sensations of numbness, itching, and pain made Lin Yi unable to stop whimpering. When the blindfold and ball gag were finally removed, the light stung his eyes, and as soon as he opened his mouth, saliva dripped down like a string. He lay on the bed, panting heavily, his face streaked with tears and flushed red. The maid outfit was wrinkled, and his body was covered in rope marks, like marks of shame and sweetness. The third hotel rendezvous, Lin Yi was bound in a 'four-horse' position by the rope master for a full two hours, collapsing in shame yet utterly surrendered. Only four days had passed since his second binding, and Lin Yi could no longer hold back. He had suffered from insomnia almost every night during those four days. By day, he forced himself to act normal in class, his long sleeves and pants hiding the lingering rope marks; by night, he couldn't help but repeatedly recall the vibrations, the jingle of bells, and the feeling of utter powerlessness in his bed. He had even secretly searched forums for "four-horse suspension" and "long-term bondage," his heart pounding with a mixture of fear and exhilaration. On Wednesday night, his fingers trembled as he messaged Rope Shadow: "This weekend, Saturday night... is that possible? I want to try the 'four-horse'... suspension... for a longer time... two hours... is that okay?" Rope Shadow replied after a long pause: "Two hours is very risky for a beginner. I can do it, but I must monitor you the entire time, checking circulation and breathing every 30 minutes. You can have brief moments of relaxation and water in between. Are you sure you want to play like this?" Lin Yi bit his lip and replied with a single word: "Sure." At 7:50 PM on Saturday night, Lin Yi arrived at the hotel early, changing into a brand new navy blue sailor uniform: a short skirt, white shirt, blue neckerchief, white thigh-high socks, a long straight black wig, and a bell collar already around his neck. He stared at himself in the mirror for a long time, his face burning red, yet he couldn't suppress his excitement. At precisely 8:00 PM, Rope Shadow appeared. After listening to Lin Yi's request, Rope Shadow's expression became much more serious: "I will be right here watching the entire time, I won't leave the room. If you feel any discomfort, shake your head vigorously or hum a specific rhythm, and I will release you immediately. Understand?" Lin Yi nodded vigorously: "...Understand... Please... tie me tighter... suspend me..." The binding officially began. Rope Shadow was exceptionally well-prepared this time, first placing soft padding at Lin Yi's joints for protection, then proceeding step by step. His hands were strictly bound behind his back in a 'pillar bind,' then pulled upwards with a long rope and secured to a specially made temporary anchor point on the headboard; his legs were brought together in a kneeling position, wrapped tightly from the base of his thighs to his ankles; finally, a main rope connected his ankles and wrists, slowly tightening. Lin Yi's body was pulled into an extremely shameful 'four-horse' arch – his upper body leaned forward, almost touching the bed surface, his shoulders stretched to their limit and spread, his chest pushed high, the white shirt deeply digging into his flesh from the ropes, the short skirt completely pulled up to his waist, exposing his black stockings and the base of his thighs. The bell collar jingled softly with every breath. "Mmm..." Lin Yi couldn't help but let out a low moan. An eye mask was placed over his eyes, and a gag was inserted into his mouth and tied securely. The world plunged into darkness, leaving only the sound of ropes rubbing against skin and his own increasingly rapid breaths. Rope Shadow securely fastened a low-frequency vibrator to the most sensitive spot at the base of his thighs with rope, set it to the lowest setting, and then said in a low voice: "The two-hour suspension begins now. I'll be right here watching, just feel it." The room fell into a deathly silence. Time began to stretch infinitely. For the first 30 minutes, Lin Yi could still barely endure. The pulling and stretching pain in his shoulders and arms became increasingly apparent, his knees and ankles grew numb from the pressure of kneeling, and saliva uncontrollably dripped from the sides of the gag, soaking a large patch on his white shirt. The vibrator stimulated him intermittently, causing his body to tremble and the bells to jingle. At the 30-minute mark, Rope Shadow paused, removed the gag, gave him some water, checked the circulation in his limbs, and then reinserted the gag. "Are you okay?" Rope Shadow asked. Lin Yi gasped, his voice already tinged with tears: "...Still... okay... continue..." For the next 30 minutes, pain and pleasure began to intertwine intensely. His shoulders felt like they were being torn apart, his muscles aching and swollen, yet completely unable to find relief due to the ropes holding him immobile. The vibrator was turned up a notch, and Lin Yi's body trembled violently in the 'four-horse' position, but he couldn't even writhe, only letting the pleasure wash over his brain in waves. "Wuwuwu... wuwu..." He cried and whimpered, tears soaking the eye mask. Only one thought remained in his mind: It hurts so much... it feels so good... what do I look like right now... a pervert in a sailor uniform, suspended in the 'four-horse' position... At the 60-minute mark, Rope Shadow briefly relaxed him again, wiped away his tears and saliva, checked his rope marks, and massaged his sore areas. Lin Yi was already a mess of tears, but as he was given water, he whispered: "...Don't stop... continue..." The latter half of the 60 minutes was almost a hell of torment and ecstasy for Lin Yi. His entire body trembled, the ropes dug deeper, and every slight struggle brought new, burning pain. The vibrator was set to a medium-high frequency, and he reached orgasm twice in the 'four-horse' position. During the first orgasm, he cried almost voicelessly, his body convulsing wildly, saliva trailing like threads, and the bells ringing frantically; by the second orgasm, he had completely broken down, only capable of faint whimpers and unconscious sobs. In the last ten minutes of the two hours, Lin Yi's mind was a complete blank. He had completely given up thinking, leaving only the feeling of complete helplessness and surrender, entirely controlled by the ropes. Time seemed to stand still, and he was like a forgotten toy, hanging from the ropes, at the mercy of pleasure and pain. A set of black leather fetish wear: a tight black leather bustier, an ultra-short leather skirt, black fishnet stockings, thigh-high leather boots, and a matching black leather collar. He put them on piece by piece, the leather clinging to his body, emitting a faint rustling sound. In the mirror, his waist was cinched impossibly thin, the skirt barely covering his upper thighs, and the fishnet stockings outlining his legs in a way that was both slutty and alluring. The leather collar around his neck felt cold and heavy, a premature announcement of his identity for the night. "Lin Yi... you're getting more degenerate by the day..." he whispered to himself in the mirror, his face flushing crimson, yet unable to suppress his excitement. His lower body had already begun to stir. At precisely eight o'clock, the doorbell rang. Sheng Ying entered carrying a larger toolbox than last time. Upon seeing Lin Yi in his leather attire, his eyes darkened noticeably. "Tonight's going to be heavy. Full body bondage and suspension. I'll use soft ropes and safety harnesses, controlling the intensity and duration. Same rules as always, you can call stop anytime." Lin Yi lowered his head, his voice trembling but laced with clear desire. "...Mmm... I want to be tied... completely immobile... suspended... wrapped up tight..." Sheng Ying nodded, saying no more, and began his preparations. He first had Lin Yi kneel in the center of the bed. Starting from the neck, he used wide, soft cotton ropes for basic fixation, then began wrapping them around his body layer by layer. The chest harness this time was exceptionally dense, the ropes coiling around the leather bustier, lifting his breasts high. His arms were bound behind him in a single-arm bind, palms pressed together, the ropes from shoulders to fingertips wrapped so tightly there was no room for air. His waist and hips were also densely wrapped, the short skirt completely pressed into the ropes, and several decorative ropes were added over the fishnet stockings. "Ugh..." Lin Yi was already starting to pant. Sheng Ying had him lie on his side, and began to wrap his legs. From the top of his thighs to his ankles, the ropes coiled round and round, layer upon layer, binding his legs together into a single, straight "pillar." Finally, he used a main rope to connect Lin Yi's entire body into a strict spherical bind – knees bent close to his chest, hands clasped around his legs, his entire form wrapped into a tight ball. "Now, suspension," Sheng Ying said softly. He attached the pre-prepared safety harness to the fixed point on the ceiling of the room (the hotel's special business suite supported light suspension), then connected the main rope on Lin Yi's body with a thick rope, and slowly tightened it. Lin Yi's body gradually lifted off the bed, suspended in mid-air, swaying gently. His entire weight pressed down on the ropes, every inch of his skin pulled taut. The leather skirt rode up to his waist, the fishnet stockings were imprinted with deep grid patterns by the rope marks, and the leather collar choked his neck, making his breathing difficult yet strangely exhilarating. "Eyes and mouth?" Sheng Ying asked. Lin Yi nodded frantically. An eye mask was placed over his eyes, plunging the world into complete darkness. A gag was inserted into his mouth, the straps tightened, and saliva immediately began to flow. Sheng Ying then fixed two vibrators between his upper thighs and sensitive areas, one low-frequency and one pulse, and set them to the lowest setting. "We're starting now. I'll be by your side the entire time and will check on you every 20 minutes. Relax and enjoy." The suspension officially began. Lin Yi's body swayed gently in the air, like a gift wrapped in ropes. Every rope on his body rubbed against his skin with the swaying, digging in deep and causing pain. Shoulders, arms, waist, thighs... all joints were fixed so tightly he couldn't move an inch. The vibrators stimulated him with each pulse, making him involuntarily let out whimpering cries. Saliva dripped down his chin, forming long threads in the air. Time ticked by. For the first 20 minutes, Lin Yi could still bear it, his body trembling, the bells and leather emitting faint sounds. At the 20-minute mark, Sheng Ying lowered him slightly, checked his circulation, gave him some water, wiped away his saliva, and then suspended him again. For the next 20 minutes, the vibrator frequency was slowly increased. Lin Yi began to tremble violently within the suspended spherical bind, the ropes digging in deeper, pain and pleasure intertwining madly. He cried and whimpered, tears soaking the eye mask, his mind consumed by a single thought: I am now... like a real sex toy... suspended in the air... at someone else's mercy... At 40 minutes, he reached his first orgasm during suspension. His body spasmed wildly within the rope ball, but because his entire body was bound, he couldn't make any large movements, only letting out sharp whimpers muffled by the gag. The pleasure washed over him like a tide, his lower body instantly becoming drenched, dripping onto the floor. Sheng Ying lowered him briefly again, massaged his sore areas, and checked the rope marks. "Do you want to continue?" he asked. Lin Yi was crying so hard he could barely speak, but he nodded vigorously, his voice hoarse as he squeezed out from behind the gag, "...Con...tinue... Please... don't stop..." The latter 40 minutes became Lin Yi's complete breakdown and ultimate bliss. Sheng Ying turned the vibrators to their highest setting, while gently pushing the suspension ropes, causing Lin Yi's body to slowly rotate in mid-air. During the rotation, every inch of rope rubbed against him, causing him both pain and pleasure. He orgasmed twice consecutively. During the second orgasm, he completely lost control, his cries leaking from the gag, his body convulsing in the rope ball as if it would fall apart, saliva, tears, and sweat mixing into a mess. In the final ten minutes of the two-hour session, Lin Yi's mind was completely blank. All he felt was the sensation of being completely bound by ropes, suspended in mid-air, and helplessly surrendered. All shame, all fear, all identity as a normal college student, had been shattered by the ropes. Finally, time was up. Sheng Ying slowly lowered him back onto the bed, unwrapping the ropes layer by layer. With each layer removed, he vigorously massaged the blood circulation. After the eye mask and gag were removed, Lin Yi was like a puddle of mud, collapsing onto the bed, gasping for breath, tears streaming down his face. His body was covered in deep red and purple rope marks. The leather fetish wear was deformed from the tightness, and the fishnet stockings were almost torn. The marks on his shoulders and waist were particularly alarming, making even Sheng Ying frown slightly. Sheng Ying cleaned his body, applied ointment, and gave him water, his actions as gentle as if he were caring for a fragile piece of porcelain. Lin Yi's voice was so hoarse it was barely audible, but he repeatedly murmured with a crying tone: He searched for a long time, finally placing an order at an anonymous adult shop for a Coyote Stun Gun – it came with two electrode pads and a wireless remote, with adjustable intensity. Some reviews said, "Being tied up and played with is incredibly stimulating," while others warned beginners not to go too hard at first. He stared at the shopping cart for over half an hour, hesitating, before finally gritting his teeth and paying, opting for the fastest anonymous shipping. The day the package arrived, he specifically went off-campus to the pickup point. Back in his dorm, he hid in the bathroom to open it. Looking at the host, pads, and remote in the small black box, Lin Yi's face flushed hot, a mix of nervousness and excitement churning within him. He stashed the items at the very bottom of his backpack, as if hiding incriminating evidence. Saturday night, he shouldered his bag and headed to the hotel. When Shenying entered, he saw Lin Yi dressed in the black, tight-fitting nurse's outfit today, and the stun gun box on the bed. He raised an eyebrow slightly. "Bought it yourself? Want to be tied up and shocked?" Lin Yi lowered his head, his voice barely audible. "...Yes... I want to try..." Shenying didn't ask further and immediately began the bondage. He first had Lin Yi stand facing the bed, then picked up the hemp rope from behind. His movements were slower and more deliberate than usual. He pulled Lin Yi's arms forcefully behind his back, bringing the wrists together, and began to wrap the thick hemp rope around them, coil by coil, pulling each loop incredibly tight, almost to the point of leaving deep indentations on the skin. He then continued upwards, wrapping around the forearms, elbows, and then over the shoulders and chest, creating an intricate Japanese kinbaku pattern. The rope dug deeply into the nurse's outfit, making Lin Yi's chest bulge high, cinching his waist so tightly that breathing became difficult. "...So tight... my arms... can't move at all..." Lin Yi gasped, a low moan escaping him. His shoulders were pulled back intensely, his arms bound behind him in a prayer-like pose. Shenying continued downwards. He brought Lin Yi's legs together, wrapping them layer by layer from the root of the thighs to the ankles, finally connecting the main rope to the wrist restraints and leg bindings, forming a strict kneeling hogtie. Lin Yi was forced to kneel on the bed, his upper body leaning forward, completely losing his balance and relying solely on the ropes for support. Once the tying was complete, Shenying took out the Coyote Stun Gun Lin Yi had brought. He placed the two electrode pads on the most sensitive areas of the inner thighs and near the nipples on his chest. "Low setting first," Shenying said, pressing the remote. "Zzzzz—" The current surged instantly, causing Lin Yi's entire body to tremble violently. He couldn't help but let out a low cry. The sensation, a mix of numbness, prickling, and itching, immediately made him hard. Shenying slowly increased the intensity, the electrical pulses washing over him in waves. Lin Yi squirmed gently within the ropes, emitting suppressed moans, tears welling up in his eyes. Just as he was about to lose control and cry out loudly, Shenying suddenly took a medium-sized ball gag from his tool kit and approached him. "Open your mouth," Shenying's voice was deep and left no room for refusal. Lin Yi shook his head in panic. "Wait... wait a minute, I haven't— Mmmph!!" Shenying cupped his chin with one hand, forcing his mouth open, and with the other, quickly shoved the ball gag inside. The rubber sphere instantly filled his mouth, and the strap was yanked forcefully behind his head and tied into a tight, unyielding knot. "Mmmph!! Mmmph mmmph!!" Lin Yi's eyes widened instantly, and he thrashed violently. The pressure of the gag forcibly blocking his mouth filled him with a mixture of shock and shame. He desperately tried to shake it out, but could only produce muffled, helpless whimpers. Saliva immediately began to overflow uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth, dripping down his chin onto the ropes on his chest. Shenying pressed down on his shoulders, his voice cold. "No screaming today. Feel the shock properly. If you want it to stop, shake your head hard. Understand?" Tears immediately streamed down Lin Yi's face. He cried out muffled whimpers, his body writhing madly in the hogtie. But his struggles only made the ropes dig deeper and the electrode pads press more firmly against his skin. Shenying picked up the remote again and turned the current up to medium. "Zzzzzzz—!" The intense current immediately intensified, causing Lin Yi's body to arch sharply. The whimpers from inside the ball gag became rapid and soft. With his mouth forcibly gagged, he couldn't even utter a plea for mercy, only muffled "Mmmph mmmph" sounds, saliva trailing in threads as it dripped down. The shame of being gagged, the tingling pain of the electric shock, and the oppressive tightness of the restraints combined, pushing him to the brink of collapse. "Mmmph... Mmmph mmmph!!" Lin Yi cried, shaking his head desperately, tears and snot mixing together. The inability to speak amplified his sense of powerlessness. The ropes held him fast, his mouth was sealed shut, and he was now nothing more than a toy to be manipulated. Shenying controlled the remote, varying the intensity, sometimes delivering rapid bursts, sometimes sustained shocks. Lin Yi convulsed and twitched within the ropes, his saliva completely soaking the front of his nurse's outfit. The whimpers from his gagged mouth grew softer and more viscous, laced with the sound of crying, yet hinting at an uncontrollable pleasure. Twenty minutes later, under the triple stimulation of the electric shocks, tight bindings, and forced gagging, Lin Yi reached his first orgasm. His body trembled violently in the hogtie, sharp, suppressed whimpers escaping the ball gag. Tears streamed down his face, and his lower body instantly became drenched. Before the climax had even subsided, Shenying increased the intensity further, continuing to stimulate him. Lin Yi was completely broken. He cried out muffled whimpers, shaking his head desperately as if to beg for mercy, yet his body went soft with pleasure at the next wave of current. Saliva flowed incessantly, his eyes were red and swollen, and his expression was a mixture of shame and bewilderment. "...So tight... the ropes are digging into my flesh..." Lin Yi gasped, a low hum escaping his lips, the hem of his formal dress already creased. The rope continued its descent, binding his legs. Wrapped layer by layer from the base of his thighs to his ankles, his legs were secured together. Finally, a main rope connected the wrist and leg bindings, creating a strict kneeling posture. Lin Yi's entire body was arched into a posture of shame, his upper body leaning forward, kneeling on the bed, completely immobilized. His ornate blue and white dress was hiked up to his waist, deep red marks forming where the black over-the-knee socks were cinched. His small hat hung askew on his head. Once the binding was complete, the rope-wielder untied his pants and brought his already erect member to Lin Yi's mouth. "Open up, like last time." Lin Yi's face flushed a dangerous red, and with a tearful whimper, he opened his mouth and clumsily took him in. He tried to use his tongue to swirl, but his movements were awkward and tense. After only a few attempts, his teeth accidentally brushed lightly against the sensitive tip. The rope-wielder gasped sharply, grabbing Lin Yi's hair and pulling his head back, his voice laced with clear displeasure: "Fuck, your technique is terrible. You even bit me! That hurt like hell." Tears instantly welled up in Lin Yi's eyes, and he sobbed an apology, "I... I'm sorry... I really don't know how... It's my first time..." The rope-wielder frowned, looking at Lin Yi, who was bound and unable to move, still dressed in his Furina cosplay. He let out a cold laugh: "Don't know how? Then you'll practice properly. If you don't reach satisfactory level today, I won't untie you." With that, he took a realistic dildo from his tool kit – astonishingly long, with raised bumps and vein-like textures on its surface, and a small timer attached. He fixed the dildo to a stand at the head of the bed, positioned at the exact height of Lin Yi's kneeling mouth. "See this timer?" The rope-wielder pressed a button on it. "Every time, you must take it as deep as you can, swallowing it completely until it hits your throat, and the timer will tick once. You must reach one hundred times before I untie you. Do you understand?" Lin Yi's eyes widened, and he shook his head desperately, crying and begging, "No... don't... it's so big... I'll gag... Please... I'll learn properly next time..." The rope-wielder ignored him completely, pinching Lin Yi's chin and forcibly prying his mouth open, shoving the tip of the dildo inside. "Start the timer. From now on, one by one, slowly. If you don't go deep enough, it doesn't count." "Waaah!! Waaah—!" Lin Yi let out pained whimpers, his throat distended by the thick dildo. He strained to push forward, his mouth swallowing bit by bit, his eyes filled with tears. Finally, amidst violent gagging, he managed to swallow the dildo to its deepest point, his throat completely blocked, and the timer beeped once. "First one," the rope-wielder said coldly. "Continue. It's okay to go slower, but you must reach one hundred." Lin Yi cried until he could barely breathe, saliva streaming down the corners of his mouth, dripping onto the blue and white lace of his dress. He was bound so tightly he couldn't retreat, forced to push his head forward again and again. Each time he swallowed to the very bottom, his throat ached, and the intense urge to vomit made his whole body tremble. Large patches of his black over-the-knee socks were soaked with tears and saliva. "Gurgle... Gurgle gurgle..." By the twentieth time, Lin Yi was sobbing, gasping for air. His throat was red and swollen, his voice completely hoarse. The dildo was slick with his saliva, long strands stretching out. Each time he swallowed to the deepest point, his eyes rolled back, his body convulsed within the ropes, and his magnificent Furina gown was a crumpled mess. The rope-wielder sat on the edge of the bed, occasionally adjusting the timer with a remote, his voice calm yet cruel: "Crying like this after only twenty times? You usually endure the electroshock and gagging quite well, don't you? Continue. If you bite me again, I'll add another twenty." Lin Yi nodded frantically through his tears, forced to continue practicing. He had now completely become a bound practice toy, wearing a beautiful Furina cosplay, his mouth mechanically swallowing to the deepest point over and over. Each swallow made the timer tick, a sound that was like a death knell to him. By the fiftieth time, Lin Yi had completely broken down. His throat burned, his mouth was sore and numb from being stretched, and saliva, tears, and snot mixed into a mess, completely soaking the front of his powder-blue dress. He sobbed, his body convulsing, yet he forced himself to swallow the dildo to its deepest point again and again. "...It... it hurts so much... my throat is going to break..." he whimpered indistinctly, his eyes already glazed over. The rope-wielder looked at his disheveled state and said calmly, "Almost there. Just a little longer. I'll untie you when you reach one hundred." For the last ten times, Lin Yi was on the verge of collapse. Each deep swallow made him feel like he was about to pass out, his throat burning as if on fire. Finally, on the hundredth swallow to the deepest point, the timer emitted a long beep. "One hundred times, satisfactory." The rope-wielder finally pressed the release mechanism with satisfaction. He began to slowly untie the ropes from Lin Yi's body, massaging his sore shoulders and arms as he worked. Lin Yi slumped onto the bed like a puddle of mud, his mouth slightly agape, saliva still flowing. His throat was red and swollen, and he couldn't form complete sentences. "...I... I really... practiced a hundred times..." His voice was incredibly hoarse, and tears still streamed down his face. "It was... so... shameful... being forced to practice that thing with my mouth while wearing Furina's clothes..." The rope-wielder wiped the stains from his face and gently stroked his hair. For the entire Friday, Lin Yi quietly packed his luggage in the dorm. He carefully folded the classic black and white maid outfit he was most familiar with, then placed it alongside the blue Rem costume, the pink Ram costume, and the black JK uniform. On the surface, he also packed a few ordinary white sundresses and light-colored stockings, making him look like any other girl preparing for a beach vacation with friends. Only he knew what lay hidden beneath these clothes – a vibrator, a butt plug trainer, lubricant, a small gag, and Rope Shadow's favorite metal chastity cage and leather restraints. He buried these items at the very bottom of his suitcase, like planting several time bombs ready to detonate at any moment. With each piece of clothing he folded, his fingers trembled slightly. Imagining himself appearing before Rope Shadow and Xiao You in this state for the next seven days made his cheeks burn, yet his lower body reacted uncontrollably. He bit his lip and stuffed in the last pair of stockings, zipping up the suitcase. It was heavy, filled with a full seven days of shame. At 5:40 AM on Saturday, before dawn, the air carried the damp chill unique to a seaside city. Lin Yi stood under the old plane tree at the school gate, his backpack digging into his shoulders. He wore an ordinary hoodie and jeans, appearing as just another college student heading for a trip. But only he knew that these clothes would soon be stripped away completely. At precisely 6:00 AM, a black SUV glided silently to the roadside. The window slowly rolled down, revealing Rope Shadow in the driver's seat, wearing sunglasses, his expression as calm as if he were discussing the weather. In the passenger seat, Xiao You was already dressed in a white sundress, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, looking like a pure vacation girl. However, her tightly pressed knees and slightly whitened knuckles betrayed her inner tension. "Back seat," Rope Shadow's voice was deep and brief. "Put your luggage to the side, and get down." Lin Yi pulled open the car door, and the sight of the back seat made him instantly hold his breath. The original seats had been completely modified, covered with thick black leather, and fitted with several cold metal D-rings, clearly designed for prolonged restraint. This was no ordinary car ride; the training had begun the moment he stepped into the car. "Strip naked, except for your socks," Rope Shadow said, looking at him in the rearview mirror. "Then get down on it, extend your hands in front, and spread your legs." The cool morning breeze seeped into the car as Lin Yi’s skin prickled with goosebumps while he undressed. He took off his hoodie, jeans, and underwear one by one, folded them neatly beside his luggage, and then lay naked on the cold leather seat. His face was pressed tightly against the leather, his arms stretched out in front, and his legs forced wide apart, his private parts exposed to the air without any cover. Rope Shadow got out of the car and walked around to the back seat, a length of coarse hemp rope already in his hand. "This drive is six hours," he said as he began to work. "So the binding needs to be durable. Straight arm bind with a horse straddle, chastity cage in the front, and a medium-sized vibrating butt plug in the back. Gag in your mouth. We’ll rest every three hours for bathroom breaks and water. The rest of the time, you maintain this position. Understand?" Lin Yi's throat tightened, and he could only nod softly. The rope began to wrap around him, circle by circle. First, the straight arm bind. Rope Shadow's movements were skilled, each loop pulled incredibly tight, the hemp rope digging deeply into his skin, securing Lin Yi's arms behind his back so tightly that there was almost no gap between them and his back. Then came the horse straddle, his ankles pulled towards his crotch, forcing his body into a humiliating kneeling position with his hips raised high, his anus completely exposed to the air. Lin Yi's face was pressed against the leather, and all he could see were the gray carpet fibers on the car floor. His heart pounded as if it were about to explode. "Chastity cage." Rope Shadow produced a cold metal ring and fitted it around the base of Lin Yi's already semi-erect manhood. With a click, it locked into place. Blood flow was instantly restricted, and his manhood quickly became engorged and swollen, pressing against the leather seat, hot and hard, with a dull ache. Lin Yi flinched violently as lubricant was applied to his rear. The cold metal butt plug was slowly pushed in, its foreign sensation gradually stretching his tight entrance until it was fully inserted. Rope Shadow secured its position and turned on the vibration. A low hum filled the confined car, and his prostate was immediately stimulated with a continuous, even pressure. "Finally, the gag." A large gag was stuffed into his mouth, and the strap was tied tightly behind his head. Lin Yi's saliva quickly began to overflow uncontrollably, dripping from the corners of his mouth onto the leather. "Let's go." The car door closed, and the engine roared to life. Lin Yi lay in the back seat like a package, his hands bound behind him, his legs bent at the most humiliating angle. His front was purple from the metal ring, his rear vibrated incessantly, and his mouth was filled with a gag, his saliva already creating a wet patch beneath him. The car merged onto the highway. The slight bumps caused the butt plug to press deeper against his sensitive spot with each movement. Lin Yi's entire body trembled, and clear pre-ejaculate seeped uncontrollably from his manhood, wetting the leather beneath him. He tried to move, but the straight arm bind made it impossible to bend his arms, and the horse straddle prevented him from straightening his legs. He could only maintain this position with his hips raised high, as if waiting to be used at any moment. An hour passed. The throbbing in his front grew more intense. The chastity cage was clamped tightly at the base, preventing him from truly releasing, allowing only a trickle of fluid to escape. The vibration in his rear was like a relentless wave, stimulating his prostate with each surge, making him want to escape yet unable to resist a slight sway of his hips. His face was already covered in drool, mixed with the fluids beneath him, creating a messy, wet mess. Low conversations, occasionally punctuated by soft laughter, drifted from the front seats where Rope Shadow and Xiao You were talking. They were discussing their vacation plans, their voices as relaxed as if they were talking about something ordinary. Meanwhile, Lin Yi lay in the back, like a completely forgotten object. Two hours. His shoulders ached from the straight arm bind, and his knees, pressed against the leather, began to go numb. His eyes also felt sore, not from wanting to cry, but from the poor blood circulation caused by maintaining the same position for so long. The most torturous part was below – his front was painfully hard, as if it were about to explode; his rear, however, was stimulated by the vibration, feeling both itchy and numb, with pleasure building continuously, yet always just short of the final release. He could only gasp in vain, the gag muffling all sound, allowing only faint whimpers to escape. Xiao You couldn't help but turn her head, peeking at him through the gap in the seats. "He... he's shaking," she whispered. "There's a big wet patch in front..." "Normal," Rope Shadow's tone was calm. "Only two hours have passed, and there are still four more. Let him get used to it slowly. This is just the first step. In a week, I want him to completely learn to remain in a state of complete control, no matter the circumstances." At three hours, the car stopped for the first time on a secluded stretch of road next to a highway service area. Rope Shadow untied Lin Yi's legs, allowing him to stand up with difficulty, but the straight arm bind and the gag remained. "Go to the bushes in the back and take care of it. Five minutes. Don't touch yourself in front. If you do, we'll add an hour to the drive." Lin Yi's legs were so weak he could barely stand. The butt plug in his rear was still vibrating continuously, and each step felt like a silent violation. He stumbled into the bushes and knelt to relieve himself. The chastity cage prevented him from a satisfying release, allowing only a slow, agonizing squeeze, the pressure almost making him cry. Five minutes later, he was brought back into the car, the horse straddle was re-tightened, and the vibration setting was increased by one notch. In the fourth hour, Lin Yi's tears finally began to fall. Not from physical pain, but from the passage of time. He suddenly realized that this six-hour drive was just an appetizer. There were still seven full days ahead, one hundred and sixty-eight hours. Each day, each hour, could be like this moment – bound, vibrating, locked, yet forever denied complete release. This premonition of despair broke him, and he wept silently. In the fifth hour, his consciousness began to blur. The vibration became background noise, the throbbing in his front became the norm, and the line between pain and pleasure had long since dissolved. He felt like he had become part of the car, an extension of the seat, with only the most primal instincts remaining. In the sixth hour, the car finally drove down a secluded coastal road and stopped in front of a villa overlooking the sea. Rope Shadow removed all the ropes and the gag, but the chastity cage and the butt plug remained. "We're here. The first phase of transport training is over. You performed well, you didn't ejaculate on your own." Lin Yi's body felt weak. He struggled to get up and put on the black and white maid outfit. His erection was hard enough to create a distinct bulge under the hem of the skirt, and the butt plug in his rear gently rubbed with each step, making it almost impossible for him to walk. "From today onwards," Rope Shadow's voice whispered against his ear, "you are no longer just a temporary accompaniment. I decree you to be a permanent exhibit here—my private prisoner." Lin Yi's knees buckled. He looked at the glass display cases and suddenly realized the terrifying truth: before him, Rope Shadow had countless "Lin Yis"; and after him, new replacements would appear. This realization should have terrified him, but his body reacted with abnormal excitement—becoming one of the collection's pieces, numbered, displayed, repeatedly watched, this complete objectification made his lower body throb with heat. "Strip," Rope Shadow stepped back, commanding, "except for the stockings." Lin Yi tremblingly removed Furina's maid outfit, shed his underwear, keeping only the pair of black thigh-high stockings. Standing naked in the center of the collection room, under the moonlight and Rope Shadow's gaze, he felt like a commodity waiting to be sold, or rather, an artwork about to be permanently sealed. Rope Shadow took out several items from a display case: a roll of red silk rope, a specially made gag, and a metal device that looked like a chastity belt. "Tonight's binding is called the 'Butterfly Contract'," Rope Shadow explained while preparing, "You will be completely immobilized, unable to move an inch, maintaining this pose like a specimen until tomorrow morning. During this time, I will constantly stimulate you, but you won't be able to release, only accumulate pleasure." He first had Lin Yi kneel on the leather couch, his hands tied behind his back. The red rope was smoother and colder than hemp, coiling around Lin Yi's wrists like snakes. Rope Shadow's movements were precise and slow, each loop pressing against the pulse just enough to make blood circulation difficult but not completely cut off. After binding his arms straight, Lin Yi's arms were completely secured behind him, his shoulders forced open, and his chest bound. Accompanying the chest binding, Rope Shadow used intricate techniques to crisscross the rope over Lin Yi's chest, forming an exquisite diamond pattern. The knots were placed just above the nipples, applying slight pressure. With every breath, the knots would brush against those two sensitive points of skin, bringing a stinging sensation. "This is a variation of Kinbaku," Rope Shadow's fingers traced the knots on the rope, "specifically designed for long-term placement." Then came the legs. Lin Yi's legs were bound together, wrapped from the back of his thighs to his ankles. The red silk looked like bloodstains against the black stockings. Rope Shadow used the main rope to connect his ankles to his wrists, the kneeling position at the end forcing Lin Yi's body into a shameful arc. But the real torment had just begun. Rope Shadow took out the metal chastity belt, its cool leather lining pressing against Lin Yi's waist. The metal front plate covered his genitals, and a delicate mechanism on it—fixed the vibrating egg internally, preventing release through friction or leg clenching. "This is specially prepared for you," Rope Shadow inserted the vibrating egg into the chastity belt, pressing it against Lin Yi's most sensitive tip, then locked the metal clasp. The key dangled from his fingertips, then disappeared into a pocket. "No..." Lin Yi let out a weak protest, but was immediately silenced by the gag. This gag was larger than the previous one, with additional pellets inside, keeping the tongue in a specific position. Saliva couldn't be swallowed and dripped continuously from the corners of his mouth. Finally, Rope Shadow tied a black silk ribbon around Lin Yi's eyes, plunging him into darkness. The world became dark, and his other senses instantly sharpened—the coolness of the leather couch, the tightness of the silk rope, the weight of the metal chastity belt, and the low hum of the vibrating egg when it was turned on. "The intensity is low," Rope Shadow's voice echoed in the darkness, "but it will last all night. You will be placed here, facing these display cases—facing all my past and future collections. You are just one of them, Lin Yi. A beautiful prisoner I have captured." Footsteps receded, the door closed, and was locked. Lin Yi knelt alone in the center of the collection room, bound by red silk rope into a butterfly shape, his release locked by the metal chastity belt, the vibrating egg humming softly inside. He couldn't move, couldn't see, couldn't speak, only face the glass cabinets—facing the traces left by his "predecessors," facing his own destiny of becoming an "eternal collectible." Time became viscous. The low setting of the vibrating egg was like a gentle torment, constantly stimulating pleasure, yet trapped within the metal plate, unable to reach climax. Lin Yi writhed within the ropes, the red becoming tighter with sweat, like a second skin. He imagined Rope Shadow sleeping in the next room, or watching him on the monitor, this feeling of being observed yet unseen drove him to the brink of madness. An hour later, the pleasure accumulated to a critical point. Lin Yi cried out, his body suffocating within the butterfly bind, but only achieving a single, explosive orgasm—semen was trapped by the chastity belt, flowing back, bringing even more intense stimulation. He convulsed, whimpered, saliva dripping down his chin onto the leather couch, making small sounds. And this was just the beginning. Throughout the night, Lin Yi experienced countless such "false tragedies" in the darkness. Each time made him more broken, more desperate for true release, but he could only writhe futilely within the metal and silk cage. He began to mutter to himself, though muffled by the gag, only able to produce indistinct "uh-uh" sounds, but he knew he was speaking— "I am yours... your collection..." As dawn light filtered through the curtains into the collection room, Rope Shadow returned. He unlocked the chastity belt, removed the gag, and untied the blindfold. Lin Yi lay limp on the couch, his eyes unfocused, his body still twitching slightly from residual pleasure. "How do you feel?" Rope Shadow stroked his chest, covered in rope marks. Lin Yi's voice was hoarse, but carried a strange calmness: "...Please keep me... here forever..." He knew that from this night on, he was no longer just a thrill-seeking playmate. He had become the newest exhibit in Rope Shadow's collection, a piece permanently marked, repeatedly viewed, and forever imprisoned in metal and silk— The next morning, after Lin Yi had finished breakfast, tidied up, and fed Shenying and Xiaoyou while kneeling, his knees were already swollen. Shenying sat in a beach chair, sipping coffee and gazing out at the sea. Xiaoyou sat beside her, her complexion a little better than yesterday, but her eyes still flickered, avoiding Lin Yi's gaze as he knelt on the floor. "Today, I'll teach you something practical," Shenying said to Xiaoyou. "You'll tie him up. I'll teach you the Japanese straight-arm bind and the four-horsemen tie." Lin Yi's heart sank. Before, Shenying had always been the one to tie him, with Xiaoyou merely observing or assisting. Now, Xiaoyou was to take the lead, and the feeling of being controlled by someone his own age made him feel even more ashamed. "I... I don't know how..." Xiaoyou whispered. "I'll teach you," Shenying said, standing up. "First, have him lie down, face on the ground, hands behind his back." Lin Yi complied, lying prone on the living room carpet, his face pressed against the floor, his hands clasped behind his back. Xiaoyou knelt beside him, her hands trembling. Shenying handed him a bundle of thick hemp rope. "Start with the wrists, three rounds, pull tight, then wind upwards." Xiaoyou's hands were soft, her movements clumsy. As the rope wound around his wrists, Lin Yi could feel her nervousness. But Xiaoyou followed Shenying's instructions, pulling each loop tight, her wrists becoming numb from the pressure. "Upwards, to the elbows," Shenying guided. "Yes, then higher, to the shoulders. Pull tight, his arms must be held completely together." Xiaoyou pulled with all her might. Lin Yi's shoulders were yanked backward, his chest forced against the floor, making it difficult to breathe. Once the straight-arm bind was complete, Xiaoyou's voice held a strange excitement. "It's done... He can't move at all..." "Now, the legs," Shenying said. "Four-horsemen. Pull the ankles up to the root of the thighs and secure with rope." Xiaoyou bent Lin Yi's legs, bringing his ankles to the base of his thighs, and wound the rope tightly around them. This position caused Lin Yi's hips to lift, exposing his rear completely. The maid outfit's skirt bunched up at his waist, while his front, still hard due to the chastity device, pressed against the carpet. "Finally, connect them," Shenying said, taking out a long rope. "Tie the wrists and ankles together, forming a bow." Xiaoyou tied the ends of the rope to Lin Yi's wrists and ankles respectively, then slowly tightened it. Lin Yi's body was forced into an arched position, like a drawn bow, his chest off the ground, his hips raised, presenting a completely helpless figure. "Alright," Shenying stepped back. "He's yours now. For three hours, you can do whatever you want with him, but you can't let him cum, and you can't untie him. I'm going for a walk on the beach. I'll check when I get back." Shenying walked out, and the door closed. Only Lin Yi and Xiaoyou remained in the living room. Lin Yi, tied in the four-horsemen position, his face on the carpet, could only see Xiaoyou's feet moving in front of him. Xiaoyou walked around him once, her breathing heavy. "You... you can't move at all now," Xiaoyou's voice came from above him, with a slight tremor. "I can do anything I want to you..." Lin Yi struggled with a muffled groan, but the ropes were too tight. The straight-arm bind prevented his arms from bending, and the four-horsemen tie kept his legs from straightening. He could only maintain this humiliating posture, like a toy that had been arranged. Xiaoyou squatted down and reached out to touch Lin Yi's bound wrists, then his ankles. "The rope is digging in so deep..." Xiaoyou whispered. "Does it hurt?" Lin Yi nodded, his face rubbing against the carpet. Xiaoyou's hand moved to his thigh, gently stroking it, then suddenly slapped his buttock. "Then... then I'll start..." Xiaoyou's voice became a little strange. "Shenying said... said I could play..." Xiao You took out a rabbit vibrator, turned it on, and its buzzing sound filled the quiet living room. He pressed the vibrator against Lin Yi's front, next to the cock ring, the vibrations directly transmitting to his most sensitive spot. "Ah..." Lin Yi let out a suppressed moan, his body trembling in the doggy style position, but he couldn't dodge, only letting the vibrator buzz against him. "So hard..." Xiao You's voice was close, "You're all wet down there..." Xiao You held the vibrator with one hand and began to lift the hem of Lin Yi's maid outfit with the other. The doggy style position left his rear completely exposed. As Xiao You's fingers touched him there, Lin Yi's entire body stiffened. "Sheng Ying said... said I could play here too..." Xiao You applied lubricant and slowly inserted a finger. "Ugh..." Lin Yi whimpered in pain, the sensation of penetration making his whole body shake. But the doggy style position prevented him from closing his legs, leaving him to endure Xiao You's fingers moving inside. "So tight..." Xiao You whispered, "I... I'll try this..." He took out a butt plug, slightly larger than the medium size from yesterday, and slowly pushed it in. Lin Yi cried out in pain, tears streaming down his face, but his mouth was pressed against the carpet, only muffled whimpers escaping. The butt plug was fully inserted, and Xiao You secured it with a rope to ensure it wouldn't slip out. "Now... stay like this..." Xiao You sat on the nearby sofa, set the vibrator to medium, placed it against Lin Yi's front, and taped it to his inner thigh. "Three hours... I'll be watching..." Lin Yi was bound in the doggy style position, his face pressed to the carpet. The vibrator buzzed in front, the butt plug stretched him out behind, and the cock ring constricted his base. He was completely immobilized. He could hear Xiao You on the sofa, hear his breathing, and feel his gaze focused on him. This feeling of being controlled and played with by someone his own age was more humiliating than being bound by Sheng Ying. Xiao You wasn't a professional rope master; he lacked that calm distance. His excitement, his curiosity, his nervousness all came through in his actions, making Lin Yi feel like a toy borrowed by a classmate to play with. An hour later, Lin Yi was soaked in front. The vibrator's buzzing built up pleasure, while the cock ring prevented release, allowing only a slow drip of liquid to wet the carpet. Xiao You got off the sofa and squatted beside him, looking at his thoroughly wet front. "Want to cum?" Xiao You asked, a hint of mischief in his voice. "Beg me... Beg me and I'll let you touch it..." "...Beg... beg you..." Lin Yi's voice was hoarse, his face still against the carpet. "Let me... let me cum..." "No," Xiao You laughed. "Sheng Ying said you can't cum... but I can... I can do this..." Xiao You reached out, flicked his hardening erection lightly, then cupped it, gently kneading through the cock ring. Lin Yi's body jolted violently, pleasure surging like electricity. But the cock ring was too tight to allow release, leaving him to tremble in vain, his front becoming even wetter. "So hard..." Xiao You whispered. "But you can't cum... Does it hurt?" Lin Yi nodded, crying, his tears wetting a small patch of the carpet. Xiao You continued to knead, his movements clumsy, but it was precisely this clumsiness that made the stimulation unpredictable. Lin Yi trembled in the doggy style position, the ropes tightening, his front hardening to a purplish hue, his rear aching from the butt plug, yet no release came. Two hours in, Xiao You turned the vibrator up another notch. Then he took out his phone and started taking pictures. "I'm going to take pictures..." Xiao You said. "Of you like this... tied up like this... all wet in front..." The shutter clicked. Lin Yi was bound in the doggy style position, his face on the carpet, his erection hard, a butt plug inserted behind, as Xiao You took photos. This feeling of being documented made him even more ashamed, but his erection grew harder, as if his body had completely betrayed his will. Three hours finally ended. Xiao You untied the ropes, but left the cock ring and butt plug in place. Lin Yi collapsed on the carpet, drenched in sweat. His front ached from hardness, his rear felt swollen, and tears mixed with saliva, completely soaking his face. "I... I learned..." Xiao You looked at his hands, then at the collapsed Lin Yi. "Next time... next time I can tie you up myself..." Lin Yi lay on the carpet, staring at the ceiling. His erection remained, the cock ring constricting uncomfortably, yet offering no release. He realized that from today onwards, Xiao You was no longer just an observer. Xiao You had learned, and from now on, he could tie him up, play with him, torment him anytime, anywhere, just like Sheng Ying. And he still had five days to stay here, to be bound by Sheng Ying, by Xiao You, to be played with by the two of them in turns. His front ached from hardness, his rear felt swollen, and tears trickled into his ears, cool against his skin. He couldn't move, and he no longer wanted to.