The administrative assistant, mistakenly targeted by a human trafficking ring, is forced into becoming a commodity, ha

"Mmmph mmmph mmmph!!!!" With her mouth and nose tightly covered, fear overwhelming her, Zhao Min’s mind went blank. Instinctively, she felt a dullness and lack of oxygen. Coupled with the soreness from her muscles straining excessively, her blood flow accelerated, forcing her to gasp for air through the damp towel. The faint, acrid smell of disinfectant she’d noticed earlier, filtered by the towel’s fibers, shot straight into her brain through her nostrils. Zhao Min’s vision swam, but she continued to desperately tilt her chin upwards, her chest heaving, emitting muffled, hysterical grunts through the towel. In the metal storage room, with the door shut, Zhao Min felt an unprecedented terror. She didn't understand what the person wanted – robbery or something worse. But no matter how much noise she made, no one would hear. Her only recourse was to desperately break free from Er Qiang’s control. Though the physical disparity between a man and a woman was significant, Zhao Min was tall and, due to her love for fitness and childhood Taekwondo training, her physical condition far surpassed that of girls her age. Even though the medicinal scent she’d inhaled made her vision blur and her head spin, Zhao Min hadn't yet realized the liquid on the towel had anesthetic properties. She continued to let out rapid grunts, her slender, graceful waist writhing wildly from side to side. In her frantic back-and-forth movements, her long, shapely legs kicked out, lifting into the air, only to fall back down. Her small feet, kicking back and forth, had already sent one high-heeled shoe flying. Every muscle beneath her delicate skin pulsed with potent elasticity. While groaning in pain, her slender arms bent into a C-shape, repeatedly striking the back of Er Qiang’s head and shoulders… "Hiss… you stinking bitch… behave yourself! Damn it!!" Er Qiang was also getting agitated. Clearly, he wasn't sure if the high-concentration anesthetic he’d acquired through special channels was working. He had completely dropped his pretense, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty madness. This crime was clearly long-planned. However, because Zhao Min, having trained in Taekwondo since childhood, was much stronger than an average woman, and because he was short, her frantic struggles and movements were making his arms ache. Especially during those moments when she’d kicked out, the inertia almost made him lose his grip on her waist. Fortunately, Er Qiang knew that if Zhao Min escaped, he was finished. So, he held her tightly, not caring about anything else. The five fingers covering Zhao Min’s mouth and nose clenched with all their might, squeezing the towel and allowing the anesthetic to seep out drop by drop through his fingers. But thankfully, the drug was finally starting to take effect. By the time Zhao Min realized something was wrong, it was too late. For about half a minute, she continued to struggle and writhe, but the strength in her slender limbs gradually weakened. The world before her eyes grew dim, and her breathing through the towel and his fingers became increasingly faint. Under the anesthetic’s paralysis of her central nervous system, Zhao Min couldn't understand why, at this critical moment, she felt an overwhelming urge to sleep. Her eyelids grew heavier, her bright pupils dilated, her eyes filled with unwillingness and terror. Her fair hand once again stiffly raised, digging into Er Qiang’s arm, but her other hand dangled limply. The foot, now freed from its high heel, revealed a shapely leg clad in gray stockings, naturally extending forward. Her toes, previously curled tightly in fear, slowly unfurled, and her pair of long, beautiful legs ceased their back-and-forth thrashing… "Mmmph mmmph~ mmm…" With a weak moan, Zhao Min’s fine, long eyelashes, like a brush, fluttered a few times. The continuous muffled cries seemed to suddenly freeze, as if a stone had blocked her throat. Then, she slowly closed her eyes. Her body, emitting a captivating fragrance mixed with high-end perfume, went completely limp in Er Qiang’s arms. Er Qiang, at this moment, was also sweating profusely from tension. When planning this not-so-meticulously thought-out crime, he had, of course, thoroughly researched his prey. Er Qiang knew beforehand that Zhao Min loved fitness and was skilled in Taekwondo. However, he truly hadn't anticipated how strong she would be when genuinely frightened, nor how long her body could resist the anesthetic’s effects. Even though Zhao Min had completely stopped moving, he still held the towel tightly over her mouth and nose for another ten seconds before his trembling hand finally released its grip. Looking at Zhao Min, her hair disheveled, her eyes closed, her small mouth hanging open unconsciously, her face resting limply in his embrace, a chilling, lewd smile spread across Er Qiang’s lips. He then reached out and patted Zhao Min’s face, which was wet and glistening with sweat and anesthetic… "Damn it, you slut, you’re finally in my hands… Hahaha… Let’s see how I’ll take good care of you, hehe. The goddess the whole station couldn't catch, and I get to taste her first…" Er Qiang chuckled lewdly, then laid the tall Zhao Min flat on the floor. Impatiently, he wrapped his arms around her slender, graceful waist and flipped her over. He then eagerly reached out, lifted Zhao Min’s red skirt, and squeezed her firm, bouncy buttocks, encased in gray stockings, with great force. He then traced his hand down her thighs, rubbing and caressing them. The warm, springy feel of her flesh made Er Qiang inwardly exclaim with pleasure. Next, the audacious Er Qiang, without hesitation, slid her red dress all the way down her gray-stockinged legs, exposing the pantyhose she wore underneath. The semi-transparent gray stockings encased her buttocks and private parts, and her pure white boy shorts were faintly visible. However, Er Qiang knew that for his own safety, he couldn't go further for now. Besides, he had other business to attend to. He quickly retrieved an inconspicuous small backpack from a corner piled with杂物. Opening it, he took out several bundles of cotton rope, tape, and zip ties – all the tools he had prepared for this kidnapping… "Fuck, this is my first time tying up a real person… Tsk tsk… Should be fine, I’ve watched plenty of videos before…" Er Qiang’s cock was already hard enough that any slight twist of his waist would pinch it. Trembling, he twisted Zhao Min’s slender arms, clad in her red and white uniform, behind her back. Then, he brought Zhao Min’s fair, slender hands, with their unusually long, manicured nails, together. First, he clasped her delicate wrists together. Then, he used a zip tie to bind her thumbs together, tightening it securely. Next, he took out the rope and, using a criss-cross technique, wrapped it around Zhao Min’s wrists a full eight times. He then passed the remaining rope through the gap between her hands, adding three vertical reinforcements to the horizontal binding before tightening it and tying a secure knot. Er Qiang showed no mercy, directly indenting Zhao Min’s already delicate wrists with the rope. This way, Zhao Min’s wrists were pressed tightly together… Er Qiang had clearly made thorough preparations for this wild crime. He appeared unremarkable, a mere cleaner at the station, yet he was exceptionally skilled at tying people up. With his hands moving skillfully, Zhao Min’s elbows and upper arms soon suffered the same fate. Thus, both of Zhao Min’s arms, along with her wrists, were securely bound behind her in a straight-arm restraint. Of course, that wasn't all. The difference between real-life kidnappings and those in movies was significant. For added security, he pulled another bundle of cotton rope from the floor, unraveled it, and wrapped the end around Zhao Min’s already bound upper arms. He then lifted her body by her shoulders and brought the rope around to her front, pulling it taut upwards. The other end passed through Zhao Min’s ribs, around her neck, hidden by her hair, and to her collarbone. He then pulled back forcefully. Soon, a creaking sound was heard as the rope pressed tightly against the smooth uniform. Her well-developed breasts, squeezed by the two ropes, protruded outwards with an even fuller, rounder texture. Er Qiang’s lips curved into another lewd smile. Finally, he passed the rope down between her full, round breasts, and tied the two ends together behind Zhao Min’s back with a secure knot, completing the binding of her upper body. Of course, he didn't forget to roughly knead her ample breasts a few times… After finishing all this, Zhao Min’s alluring, straight, stocking-clad legs naturally became Er Qiang’s focus. From his previous actions, it was clear he was deeply infatuated with Zhao Min’s slender, long, and captivating legs. He first cupped Zhao Min’s slender, long feet. He removed the high heel from one foot and tossed it aside. Then, he held Zhao Min’s foot, the semi-transparent gray stocking faintly outlining her arch and her fair instep with its visible veins. He caressed and played with it from toe to heel before lovingly pulling Zhao Min’s legs straight. He then took out more rope and, using the same method as binding her wrists, tightly bound her feet together. He then used a cross-binding method, securing her calves, knees, thighs, and groin, forcing Zhao Min’s legs to be tightly pressed together like a mermaid’s. The resilient rope, combined with Er Qiang’s ruthless strength, made Zhao Min’s alluring legs bulge outwards, their firm muscles visible beneath the pale skin, outlined by the semi-transparent gray silk. Whether it was a movie kidnapping or a real crime, the most important thing was to prevent anyone else from noticing anything unusual, especially since Zhao Min was a celebrity figure at the entire station and even the maintenance depot. Therefore, blocking the victim’s means of escape became paramount. Of course, Er Qiang wasn't foolish enough to just put a piece of tape over the hostage’s mouth like in the movies. He reached into his backpack and pulled out several crumpled, clearly used, "original scent" stockings that had been worn by other women. These stockings, which he had bought online through various channels to satisfy his perverted desires, were now proving useful… Then, Er Qiang pinched Zhao Min’s cheek, forcing her mouth, which was already slack from the anesthetic, into a rosy "O" shape. He then pressed down on Zhao Min’s wet tongue and stuffed the rolled-up stockings into her mouth, one pair after another. After stuffing in three pairs, the stockings, fully absorbing moisture and expanding, not only filled Zhao Min’s entire mouth but also puffed out her cheeks like a squirrel’s pouches, stretching them tautly to the sides. Only then did Er Qiang stop. He took out another stocking, tied a knot in the middle, and wrapped it around Zhao Min’s O-shaped lips, tying a secure knot at the back of her head. Finally, he took out the black waterproof tarpaulin tape he had prepared. He bit off three large strips with his teeth. He then placed them one by one down Zhao Min’s nose, tightly taping her mouth shut. The three strips of black tape covered almost her entire chin and half of her face. Er Qiang even continuously pressed and smoothed the tape on Zhao Min’s cheeks with his thumb, causing the sexy outline of her lips to bulge subtly through the tape. This made it virtually impossible for Zhao Min to spit out the gag… "Mmmph... mmmph..." As He Jiamin let out a muffled cry of shame, the buzzing vibration, coupled with the warm softness of her tongue and mouth, sent a powerful surge of heat through my lumbar spine. I couldn't help but gasp, my expression twisting into one of drunken ecstasy as I savored the feather-like stimulation that extended from my urethral opening deep within my shaft. I leaned down, bracing her raised elbows with my hands, and began a vigorous thrusting motion. Each penetration intensified the warm sensation within my shaft. After what felt like an eternity, as her continuous mmmphing sounds began to fade, I could no longer hold back. In the final moments, her tongue brushed against my shaft once more. I finally threw my head back, releasing the pent-up pressure from my engorged, throbbing member. Without the constricting pressure of her urethra, the hot essence at my base erupted. The volcanic pleasure and excitement that flooded my mind sent my body into a frenzied, piston-like rhythm, pounding against her chin as I thrust harder. The force of my movements caused her head to rock against the mattress, even bumping her cousin's shoulder repeatedly... "Mmmph mmmph~ Mmmph... Mmmh mmmh..." He Jiamin's face contorted as my foul-smelling semen choked her. Excess cum mixed with her saliva, slowly dribbling from the corners of her mouth. A significant amount, however, had gone down her throat. Helpless, tears of shame welled in He Jiamin's eyes, but soon her pupils dilated weakly, and she lost all resistance. I continued thrusting until the vitality in my lower back completely dissipated, and after a full release, I felt the familiar, languid ache and emptiness surge from my spine to my brain. The shaft in her mouth slowly softened. Reluctantly, I slowly withdrew my limp penis, trailing long strands of cum, from her mouth. This uninhibited explosion left me feeling incredibly satisfied. It was far more exhilarating than being teased and played with by this little vixen, or even being forced to ejaculate with a dildo. After all, what a man truly desires is to be in control, to dominate and conquer! However, after my explosive release, I didn't rush to pull up my pants. Instead, I took two more pills from the coyote stash. I knew taking too much would harm my body, but how many such blissful moments were there in a lifetime? The intense ejaculation, combined with the drug's impact, left me dizzy. Once the drug kicked in, the post-release lethargy quickly dissipated. I looked at my now-erect penis and, with a lecherous grin, turned around. I cupped it in my hand, adjusting its aim, and slowly leaned down. First, I wrapped my arms around my cousin's pale, soft body, then I brought my glans to her small mouth and slowly pushed it in... "Mmmph~ Mmmh..." My cousin could only twist her head away in a wronged and pathetic manner. However, just like He Jiamin, her legs were propped high, her hands tied behind her back. Facing my massive cock, she had nowhere to escape. The next second, as my glans felt that familiar warm embrace, and my cousin's rhythmic moans filled the air, I was quickly in the zone. Despite the short interval between these two oral sessions, I was still thoroughly entranced. The sensation of my cousin's mouth on my cock was now very familiar. Fueled by the drugs, I seemed to have overlooked the specific process and details, merely breathing heavily and thrusting instinctively. Until a feeling of release washed over me, and with a "plop," I ejaculated into my cousin's mouth as well. Then, my strong body slumped limply into her widely spread legs. After a long while, I shakily pushed myself up with my hands... "Heh heh, so satisfying, so exhilarating... I'm exhausted today. After all, Jiamin tormented me enough, and I haven't fully recovered. Fine, I'll let you two rest. But as punishment, I won't untie you into a comfortable position, so whether you can sleep depends on your own fate. Oh, right, I told you earlier I have many secret little toys. I haven't used these on you before..." I said, smiling mysteriously. Then, stretching, I pulled a coyote electroshock set from the box in front of them... This set was something I bought years ago for a hefty sum when I became obsessed with BDSM, using up my savings. It was supposedly imported. But after buying it, it naturally had no use. I couldn't exactly use it on myself. Now, it was finally going to fulfill its purpose. Although expensive, this set was worth every penny. It was incredibly comprehensive, including nipple clamps, a butt plug, a vibrator, and a small vibrating toy for the soles of the feet. It even had multiple power settings and a built-in app... "Mmmph mmmph~ Mmmph..." After my violent oral session, both high school beauties still had sticky strands of cum hanging from their mouths. Their eyes were already drooping from exhaustion, but upon seeing what I had produced, they let out terrified mmmphing sounds and shook their heads. Of course, I wouldn't show any mercy. First, I used a small knife to slowly cut open the white silk wrapped around He Jiamin' After I came, I’d already taken the mouth gag off and wiped the semen from her lips. Once I’d calmed down a bit, I tried to talk to her, but that little brat just kept whining and crying nonstop, driving me crazy, so I stuffed her mouth again with her panties and a gag. But now it seems that even though this little minx is still deeply resentful of me, at least she’s willing to negotiate with me. “Oh, my dear Tian Yue, you’re being a bit unreasonable saying that. Big Brother’s a college student now, so of course I’m very hygienic. If you’re going to blame anyone, blame yourself for tying Big Brother to the bed for three or four days straight, making me cum in my underwear more than once, and not even untying me to go to the bathroom—let alone changing my underwear. So, as a kidnapper, you’re still not up to par. It’s nothing like me—the moment you get even slightly dirty, I strip you naked right away. I can’t let you feel even a hint of uncleanliness, Besides, you sucked my dick so deliciously earlier—I even came all the way down your throat—and you kept saying you wanted more. You’re the very first girl to have truly tasted Big Brother’s dick and cum, so how could you possibly think my underwear stinks…?” At that moment, my words became increasingly unrestrained; I was treating my adorable cousin as nothing more than an object of incestuous rape, just like in Japanese porn. 　　 　　“Pfft! You’re lying, you’re lying! I didn’t do anything like that! I told you to stop just now!! What did you do to me? You actually raped me! You actually… you actually… I’m not going to let you get away with this… Even though I was in the wrong earlier, tying me up, tearing off my clothes, fingering me down there, groping my tits, tickling my feet, and using all those torture devices on me—that was already payback. But you went and did that to me… …I won’t let you get away with this. If you’re so brave, just leave me tied up like this. My parents know I’m staying with you for summer vacation. As soon as they find out, I’ll press charges for rape! I’ll have the police throw you in jail, where you’ll never be released… Ouch… Ah, what are you doing? It hurts… Mmm-hmm…” Hearing my slander, my cousin—whose composure had just returned—became visibly agitated. She threw her little head back with all her might, and her body began swaying from side to side again, disregarding her exhaustion. At the same time, she protested to me in an agitated tone, her voice tinged with a whimper of grievance, But I wasn’t the least bit flustered. After all, my cousin—who seemed gentle and demure on the surface—was, deep down, an exceptionally wild dominatrix who’d taken the initiative to make a move on me first. At her core, she was naturally a high-and-mighty queen. If I didn’t throw in a couple more harsh words, that would be a bit too unusual. But I didn’t give her a chance to finish her sentence. Instead, I stepped closer and pinched her cheek, then began gently tugging at her nipples again with my fingers. The intense pain quickly caused my cousin’s head to swing back and forth like a sledgehammer, slamming against my chest, but I held her firmly by the back of her neck to keep her in check. And just as I expected, although my cousin was incredibly proud at heart, her physical endurance and mental resilience were actually very fragile. After just a few moments, she was whimpering in pain and shedding tears, and the intensity of her struggles and writhing gradually subsided. Only then did I slowly release my grip. 　　 　　“All right, all right, my dear Tian Yue, stop being so stubborn. What good would it do you to actually send me to prison? Even if I completely let go of what happened before, all the secrets between us would be exposed to the world. Just imagine: a beautiful, high-achieving student with excellent grades and conduct—but behind closed doors, a crazy woman who’s had an incestuous relationship with her cousin and is obsessed with kinky bondage culture. For a girl as thin-skinned as you, if everything were really exposed, I bet you wouldn’t even want to live anymore. Plus, I’ve got quite a few of your secrets, too. I never would’ve guessed you were this wild behind closed doors—you even have an accomplice… Isn’t your “best friend” about to show up? ”The itching and pain in her nipples caused my cousin’s body to gradually go limp again. Seizing the moment, I pulled her warm little waist and thighs completely back into my embrace, caressing, kissing, and teasing her with a mix of tenderness and teasing. And just as I expected, upon hearing my words, her head slowly drooped, and she bit her lip, wearing a look of deep distress. But when she realized I knew even more of her secrets, her little mouth gradually formed an “O,” and she stared at me in utter disbelief. When she saw me smugly fiddling with her phone—still encased in its pink cartoon phone case—her brows instantly furrowed, and she looked exceptionally flustered and annoyed. A look of desperation flashed across her face once more, and her body began to sway back and forth vigorously in my arms. 　　 　　“You big jerk!! How dare you look through my phone! Don’t think I can’t do anything about you—let me go right now!! If you’re so brave, just keep me tied up! I’ll tell you this: if you ever fall into my hands again, this Queen will keep you under my thumb forever. I’ll squeeze your dick into a 24-hour rotating masturbation sleeve every single day, make you suck on my sock, and whip your ass to a pulp! I won’t stop until I’ve completely drained you dry!!” Although my cousin was in a desperate situation right now, that little mouth of hers wasn’t about to back down. And the reason she was so worked up was clearly because her phone was hiding a lot of unspeakable secrets. “Oh my, you’re still putting on a brave face… But you’re such a clueless little liar—you actually ended up drinking your own date-rape drug, which is exactly what gave me the opening I needed. I checked your phone and found out that after you got what you wanted, you even called your best friend over. If I hadn’t managed to save myself in time, I’d probably have been played to death by the two of you together, Hahaha, but it’s all good now. Your best friend is about to come right to me. I’ll find a chance to tie her up too. With the two of you pretty girls keeping me company over the summer, I’ll have absolutely no regrets in this life…” I laughed maniacally as I pressed my cousin, who was lying face-down across my lap, even tighter against me, then forcefully thrust my finger inside her. I began to gently stir inside her little pussy. From the sensation on my fingers, it was clear that my cousin—whose virginity I’d just taken—still had her labia in a moist state. After only a few strokes, she immediately opened her mouth wide and let out a series of intoxicating “Ah, ah” moans. Her small feet, perched high on her buttocks and positioned directly below my chin, gave off a faint, sour scent of sweat; her pale, delicate toes began to twist back and forth in an eerie manner. As her delicate body struggled and writhed at an ever-increasing pace, I seemed to hear a faint, barely audible squelching sound, and then the very tip of my index finger was suddenly covered in a large patch of sticky, steamy wetness… “Ah… ah… no… don’t touch me there anymore… Are you out of your mind…? She’s my friend—my best friend—not your little sister. There’s still room for us to talk this out. If you really push her that far, she won’t give you a chance. Once she exposes you, everything between us will be out in the open. And He Minjia… He Minjia is definitely not someone to mess with… You… you… you absolutely must not… mmm, mmm, mmm…” As the sticky wetness trickled out from between Tianyue’s legs, her entire body visibly stiffened, followed by a sudden, violent contraction of the muscles at the base of her thighs and in her buttocks. Her voice grew increasingly choppy and strained, her breath coming in gasps as if she might faint at any moment. However, once my cousin realized my intentions, her mood clearly became very urgent, but I didn’t give her a chance to speak. I grabbed a crumpled pair of stockings scattered on the sheets, twisted them into a ball, and forcefully shoved them into her mouth. Then, I grabbed another crumpled pair of stockings from the sheets, twisted them into a ball, and roughly shoved them into her mouth as well, then forced the saliva-soaked, stringy gag back against her upper lip and shoved it in again. “Don’t worry about that, sweetie, hehe. If I weren’t a grown man—and if I hadn’t been ambushed by you earlier—how could I have possibly fallen into your trap? He Minjia… What a lovely name that is. Just looking at those gorgeous photos on her social media feed, I couldn’t wait to tie her up, strip her naked, run my hands all over her body, pin her down on the bed next to you, and really give her a good fucking… Then I’ll carefully calculate and compare which one of you will come first. Oh, right—that won’t do. Even though your mouth is gagged, the sounds you’ll make later will probably be pretty loud. I can’t let your best friend find out you’ve been tied up by me… “Sorry to put you through this, Tian Yue…” As she watched me stuff my hand back into her mouth, Tian Yue’s expression shifted from utter despair to a look of desperation. She rolled her eyes forcefully and glared at me with all her might, her nostrils flaring as she huffed out hot breath in frantic bursts. She watched as I scrolled through her WeChat, tapping on the pinned chat and opening her Moments feed as well, her pupils immediately dilated in waves of panic. But no matter how frantically she struggled and writhed, banging her head against my chest, she couldn’t stop my next plan or actions. To ensure everything went smoothly, I deliberately pulled out another roll of silver duct tape and wrapped it tightly around her mouth and the gag stuffed inside it, finally covering her face with a scarf. After reinforcing it this way, although faint “mm-mm-mm” sounds could still be heard from beneath the covering, they were almost inaudible compared to before. 　　 　　“Get some rest, Tian Yue. I’ll be right back with your best friend to keep you company…” I turned my head and smiled as I glanced at Tian Yue, who was still rolling and writhing on the bed, then turned away, closed the door, and walked toward the living room. Leaving the hapless Tian Yue to produce nothing but a series of hoarse moans and the thudding sounds of her thighs slamming against the bed frame. Meanwhile, on WeChat, that mysterious visitor had already messaged me to say she was downstairs and would be coming up shortly. My heart instantly began racing again, I really never expected things to get this exciting, heading down a path I couldn’t have foreseen. 　　 　　It turned out that after I’d successfully subdued my cousin, aside from thoroughly venting my pent-up frustration and fully satisfying my animalistic desires, I naturally became curious about her inner world and her private social life. After all, who would have thought that a seemingly well-behaved, gentle, and adorable high school cutie would… do something like that to me. So, while she was unconscious, I quickly unlocked her phone with her fingerprint and conducted a thorough search of its contents. As it turned out, Meimei was indeed a long-hidden, extremely passionate BDSM enthusiast. Her photo album contained a massive collection of BDSM videos, all featuring muscular, handsome guys being tied up and dominated by beautiful women. Many were professionally produced by studios on foreign websites. Among them were also a large number of photos and private videos she’d taken of me after she’d gotten the upper hand—showing me tied to the bed, writhing and struggling, as well as humiliating shots of her toying with me. I couldn’t help but feel a chill run down my spine. If I hadn’t seized that fleeting chance to save myself in time, I dare not imagine what other outrageous things this little brat might have done to me next—though, to be honest, all of this was exactly what I’d expected. "Oh, Sister Xin Mo, you misunderstand me again. I told you I wanted to try something new and exciting. Outdoor S&M has different categories. The last time was more of a disguised outdoor excursion, focusing on binding you all tightly, increasing the difficulty of escape, and using various small toys to torment you while ensuring you wouldn't be discovered by passersby, forcing you to find ways to save yourselves. That was about the thrill and excitement. This time is different. It's about the experience. I just want to take you out and let you live like a normal person while bound... just like I take care of you daily, but in public. I won't bind you too tightly, and I certainly won't use any toys to bully you. Don't worry, if I dare to deceive you now, you'll have every opportunity to break free and subdue me, won't you..." Of course, I wasn't just saying this to fool her. After all, I had already conquered this cold, elegant older sister's body. What I wanted now was to conquer her heart step by step. Seeing her not answer, I directly picked up the cotton rope lying on the coffee table nearby. Standing up, I spread it with my fingers and lifted her bound hands from behind her, then began to tie and wrap it around her forearms and elbows, moving upwards... "Hey! What are you doing? I haven't agreed to you yet... Fine... Fine... But you promise not to go too far like last time, and you have to protect me at crucial moments. Don't leave me alone like last time, and absolutely no one can find out..." While Qiao Xin Mo was still engaged in an intense internal struggle, I had already swiftly and seamlessly bound her arms together. Although it wasn't as intricate and tight as last time, since we were going for an outdoor challenge, simply binding her wrists would have lost a lot of the fun. So, after binding her arms, I threaded the remaining rope around her waist, tracing the curve of her full breasts, then down to secure her lower abdomen. I pulled the other end of the rope up to the back of her neck, then down between her breasts, and finally pulled the two ends apart, looping them around her breasts, one in front and one behind... "Hahaha, did I hear that right? Officer Xin Mo, the fearless investigator, actually needs my protection? Don't worry, I'll keep my word. This time, I just want to let you experience living like a normal person while bound, and in public view. Sneaking around in the park like last time was just seeking a thrill, not how a normal person lives... I will definitely protect you. After all, from now on, my role will be your boyfriend. It's my duty to protect such a beautiful girlfriend..." Seeing that Qiao Xin Mo had tacitly agreed, I suppressed my inner joy and gently patted her shoulder to comfort her. Of course, since I was taking her out, I couldn't bind her ankles. As I spoke, I bent down and slowly lifted her bound feet. Placing them on my knees, I pulled off the cotton slippers she was wearing and began to loosen the rope bit by bit... "Hey, hey!! What are you talking about? Who told you to take advantage of me like this... You narcissist, how could I possibly be your girlfriend? I'm an investigator! How could I be the girlfriend of a kidnapper like you? You should be grateful I haven't turned you in yet. And you still want to take advantage of me... You have some nerve..." By this time, I had just untied the rope around her ankles. My previous words had naturally made Qiao Xin Mo blush furiously. Her expression was anxious and annoyed as she bit her lip. Her two newly freed, slender feet began to kick and stomp urgently. One foot landed squarely on my stomach, while the other stomped heavily on my instep... "Hiss... Officer Fei, you really have a fiery temper. I wonder which man will marry you in the future. He'll probably have a tough time, hahaha. Oh, I'm just kidding. But don't forget, you're the one who said I couldn't expose your secret. Don't forget, I'm taking you to a public place this time. My public identity isn't your boyfriend, so how can I protect you properly... Mmmhmm..." After untying Qiao Xin Mo's legs, I didn't bind her knees and thighs like I had when taking her and Sun Xiao Jia out before. After all, I wanted to savor the pleasure of controlling her in the open. Even just briefly acting as her boyfriend in public was enough to intoxicate me. So, I continued to tease and provoke her psychologically, then took out a stylish women's trench coat and draped it over her shoulders, slowly buttoning it up for her, covering her upper body with a not-so-tight, but exceptionally meticulous binding... "Cough... Okay, okay, I can't do anything with you... I... I... I give up. Let me say it again, I don't need your protection. All you need to do is cover for me. At crucial moments, if anyone notices anything unusual, you can only hug my waist like a normal couple, and at most, hold my hand. No overstepping... Do you understand? Honestly, if Jia Jia finds out, she'll laugh at me forever..." Qiao Xin Mo pouted, grumbling at me with dissatisfaction, having reluctantly agreed to my request. An irrepressible joy surged within me. No matter what she said, once I took her out, in crowded places, she wouldn't be able to run far due to her bindings. She would have to place all her hope in me and stay by my side. To outsiders, such a sexy and beautiful woman would naturally be my beloved girlfriend..." 　 　　If this had been an ordinary woman her age, held captive by two skilled kidnappers, her legs would naturally have been unable to struggle. However, what the two men hadn’t anticipated was that, even after being bound with her legs folded for so long, yet the force of her kicking and writhing was still incredibly strong. The soles of her feet—which looked soft, warm, and moist—struck Matteo hard at the base of his thigh, knocking him directly to the side. Before Matteo, clutching his groin, could scramble to his feet from the floor, Yor quickly shook her shoulders, propped herself up on the floor with her small, bound fists, and managed to sit up. She then leaned sideways and squeezed her way toward her daughter nearby. But no sooner had she shaken off the two kidnappers than Yor began to secretly regret her actions, after all, every joint from head to toe was still tightly restrained, and even her mouth was tightly bound, making it impossible for her to utter a full cry for help. Sure enough, as soon as Matteo and Paolo realized what was happening, their expressions immediately turned furious. The towering Matteo charged straight at her; taking advantage of the moment when Joel couldn’t raise her black flashlight to block him, he kicked her aside and spread his legs wide. He plopped down hard, landing squarely on her lower back. At that moment, a flash of ferocity and resolute anguish flickered across Yore’s slightly flushed, bloodshot eyes. She had intended to shake her shoulders and struggle to sit up, but her head slammed into Matteo’s chest. When she saw Anya beside her—once again swept into Paul’s arms at the waist, then suffocating as he tightly pinched her delicate little nose— a hint of fear, panic, and heartfelt pity immediately flashed in Yore’s eyes. She could only puff out her cheeks in desperation and helplessness, watching as Paul shook his head repeatedly… “Hmph… I never expected you, madam, to be so unwilling to cooperate with us. It seems we’ll have to punish you a bit, and that includes your daughter, too. Don’t blame us for being ruthless…” This caused Jör to lose all courage to struggle or resist once more, while a hint of malice flashed in Paul’s fierce gaze. As he spoke, he stroked Anya’s curly, pink hair with an expression of affection, but his other hand still clamped tightly around Anya’s nostrils. How could the young Anya possibly hold out? Amid this extreme terror and despair, her nerves were on edge, causing Anya—who already lacked self-control—to instinctively and repeatedly use her mind-reading ability, At that moment, her mind was filled with Yore’s shameful and desperate inner monologue, as well as her heart-wrenching cries for her father, Fojie, in her most vulnerable and helpless state. She could also sense the kidnappers’ various depraved fantasies and plans for torturing her and her mother—thoughts they had not yet voiced but were undoubtedly intended for them. This undoubtedly exceeded what Anya’s young mind could bear. She seemed to have vaguely realized that the kidnappers’ claim of “receiving the ransom and releasing the hostages” was merely a ruse, but because her little mouth was stuffed with a small white sock she’d pulled off her foot and sealed shut with duct tape, no matter how hard she puffed out her cheeks, she couldn’t alert her mother. Deprived of air through her nostrils, she rolled her eyes back in exhaustion in less than 20 seconds, until her vision began to darken in waves, and the frequency of her pale, delicate toes twitching began to look somewhat stiff. Only then did Paul, hearing Yore’s heart-wrenching, tearful muffled groans from the side, release her nostrils… 　　 　　However, Paul and Matteo had only just finished punishing Yore and her mother. Next, they brought over two full-body restraint suits—one large and one small—from a nearby rack. These leather restraint suits were originally used by certain high-ranking officials and dignitaries in China on innocent female victims during their extreme, explicit private parties, or frequently appeared at sex slave auctions to prevent the “merchandise” from escaping. These two kidnappers seemed to be well-versed in their use, What sent chills down Yore’s spine was that these clearly adult-oriented restraint garments actually came in a perfectly scaled-down version specifically designed for little girls like Anya. It was clear from this that the two perverts, Paul and Matteo, were by no means new to kidnapping, torturing, and humiliating young girls of Yore’s age. They then began by wrapping the leather straps of the restraint suit around the mother and daughter’s beautiful legs and tightening them forcefully. Next, they quickly secured the straps layer by layer from the outside using leather buckles and iron locks, ensuring that Yore and her mother were tightly encased in leather from their ankles all the way up to the base of their thighs. With these multiple restraints, combined with the fact that Yue’s legs were already bound together, her chances of successfully freeing herself were virtually nonexistent. The two then worked in tandem to pull the straps all the way up, wrapping them around their upper bodies—waists, elbows, lower abdomen, and even their chests tightly with the straps, as if putting on a garment. The final step was to wrap the wide leather straps around the mother and daughter’s arms and wrists from behind, and once their mouths were sealed shut, the job was complete… 　　 　　This leather restraint clearly served a dual purpose: not only did it completely bind the victims and limit their ability to struggle or escape, but the layers of tightening straps further accentuate the female victims’ body contours to the fullest. Even Anya, whose body had not yet fully developed, had soft mounds of flesh—carrying the distinctive childlike tenderness of a six-year-old girl—protruding from her thighs and lower abdomen under the leather wrapping, and two small bulges had formed on her chest. while the tightly laced leather straps caused her unbearable pain and made it extremely difficult to breathe. Helpless tears welled up from her emerald-green eyes and streamed down the corners of her face, On the other side, Yore—who already possessed an exceptionally voluptuous and perfect figure—with her sexy, mature body and beautiful legs—had been tightly bound with ropes and tape earlier, resembling a meat-stuffed rice dumpling with the filling about to spill out, Now, with the leather straps tightened and secured, she drew the gaze of the two perverted men like a magnet—especially her full, jade-like breasts, which, as the leather straps tightened up and down and connected at her collarbone, Compressed as they hung straight down, they jutted forward like perfectly ripe pomelos. Each of the two men extended a palm and began vigorously kneading the firm, supple breast flesh, The tingling and numbing sensation that traveled from her chest straight to her back instantly caused Yore—who had just stiffened and raised her legs—to let them slump limply once more, accompanied by a long, helpless, muffled groan… 　　 　　“Hahaha… Ma’am, I don’t care what kind of professional training you’ve had or what department you used to work in—but to me, you’re nothing more than a female hostage. Even the toughest woman can’t resist her body’s instinctive reactions. Just look at these tits—they’re so springy to the touch right now, and they feel absolutely amazing, I simply can’t get enough of them. But that’s not nearly enough to ensure you’ll never dare to run away again. Let’s play a game, I’d guess that even a woman like you, with professional military training, would have no strength left to struggle once deprived of oxygen or unable to breathe. To punish you for your recent actions, I’m going to make you watch your daughter suffer with your own eyes first…” Paul said viciously, panting heavily, as he squeezed Yora’s warm, firm breasts hard in the palms of his hands. They shifted and changed shape at will within his grasp. Seeing that Yora’s pupils were beginning to dilate from his grip, he pressed his face menacingly close to Yorn’s ear. Then he gave Matteo a nod from the side. The perverted Matteo, at the thought of being able to thoroughly torment Anya—such a cute, pink-haired little loli—once more, smiled broadly and gladly accepted the order. She then retrieved the full-coverage black leather hood that matched the miniature children’s restraint suit from the side. The original designer’s intent behind this restraint suit was to inflict suffocation as punishment on the wearer, When Anya saw the dark hood, her eyes filled with tears as she puffed out her cheeks. Weakly tilting her chin backward, she looked up at Matteo with those big, teary eyes—eyes that would melt the heart of any normal person— because she had already used her mind-reading abilities to determine that this evil, wicked man before her would suffocate her. However, even though Anya had already called out countless times to her father, Fojie—whom she considered all-powerful and who would always rescue her from danger— the very next second, her little head was completely and tightly enveloped by the black hood, leaving only a few strands of pink hair trembling outside. Then, when Matteo slipped the red collar around her neck and tightened it, those pink strands were completely concealed as well… 　　 　　“Mmm~ mmm…” Once the zipper on the outside of the hood was fully zipped shut, Anya’s muffled whimpers—already soft and childlike—became almost inaudible. There was no doubt about it: Anya, whose lung capacity was already extremely weak, had now been almost completely deprived of the rhythm of her breath. She could only innocently tilt her chin upward, struggling to gasp for air through the slits in the zipper with her tiny nose, However, as the rise and fall of the hood grew increasingly faint, and the remaining air was completely replaced by carbon dioxide, her petite, slender body went limp and collapsed onto the floor. Seeing this, Yor’s heart was naturally torn apart, Her two thick, willow-leaf eyebrows instantly twisted into an eerie arc of agony, and she then shook her head, writhing and struggling frantically on the floor. Unfortunately, she had very little strength left by then, The next second, darkness engulfed her vision. Then, as the sound of a zipper scraping reached her ears, the airtight leather tightened rapidly, pressing firmly against her fair, delicate cheeks and squeezing her delicate, well-defined features, while the collar tightening around her throat further restricted her ability to breathe and relieve the aching pressure in her lungs… Shi Ying's sharp, muffled cry, however, sounded particularly jarring. Shen Ru's mind was piecing together fragments of what had happened before. As the images became clearer, she let out a muffled gasp of terror, her eyes widening. She found herself curled up in the back of the van they had been in earlier, the trunk open, revealing a clearing in a forest. Her shoes were gone, and her legs were bound tightly together with thick ropes, her ankles further secured with zip ties. She couldn't see how her upper body was bound, only feeling a dense, constricting pressure all over, making even the slightest movement of her wrists an impossible luxury. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph! Mmmph mmmph mmmph!!" She finally noticed the source of the sound. Shi Ying, equally unfortunate, was somehow attached to her back-to-back and placed in the trunk. Having drunk the drugged water earlier, Shi Ying had woken up faster and had been struggling for some time. Seeing Shen Ru finally stir, the terrified Shi Ying immediately began to thrash, repeatedly butting her forehead against the back of Shen Ru's head and struggling more frantically. Because they were bound so tightly together, Shen Ru could feel the ropes around her breasts and between her legs tighten considerably with Shi Ying's movements, causing intense itching and stinging. Shen Ru was terrified by the men's actions, unsure if this was some kind of safety simulation or if they truly had malicious intentions. She was completely panicked. She wanted to tell Shi Ying to restrain herself, but her mouth was stuffed with plant matter, covered by a gag, and then further sealed with tape. No matter how hard she tried, only weak whimpers escaped. She tried to use her bound hands to poke Shi Ying's lower back, but her fists were also tightly wrapped. A disturbing buzzing sound filled her ears. She then noticed that between her legs, which were forced together by the tight ropes, a large electric vibrator had been inserted, delivering continuous stimulation and a warm current to her clit. Shen Ru's terror and shame intensified. She couldn't believe these so-called male staff members would actually use such a BDSM toy on her. Shi Ying's situation was almost identical. After her shoes were removed, similar to the additional difficulty punishment Shen Ru had chosen during the unbinding experiment at J School, Shi Ying's delicate feet had two bullet vibrators inserted into each sole. The technique used by these people was clearly far more professional than when Shen Ru had secured the vibrators for herself. They had tightly wrapped her ankles with rough rope, inserted the vibrators into the center of her soles, and then completely encased her feet with tape. Despite the unbearable itching and her terror, Shi Ying desperately kicked her feet, repeatedly banging her heels against the trunk of the van, making loud thudding sounds, and rubbing them back and forth. However, there was no possibility of dislodging the vibrators. Meanwhile, the continuously vibrating massager between Shen Ru's legs made it impossible for her to concentrate. Gradually, the psychological defenses of this strong-willed, short-haired beauty began to crumble. With wave after wave of heat emanating from her crotch, her inner resolve finally shattered. Her tightly bound knees arched dramatically towards the sky. As her sweat-drenched body slumped softly against Shi Ying's lower back, Shen Ru's tear-filled eyes, filled with fear and confusion, now held a hint of haze and shame. A sensation like soft cotton spread through her lower body, and in a dizzying rush, she seemed to fall into an abyss of endless degradation. A warm liquid began to seep from between her legs. Meanwhile, not far away, Huang Yi and Mo Yun, who had also just regained consciousness, were struggling in extreme terror. Mo Yun's legs, clad in white stockings that matched her sailor uniform, were bound tightly from her ankles to her thighs with five or six layers of rope. This time, the ropes were even tighter and denser than when Huang Yi had bound her. She was forced to sit on the ground, allowing her to clearly see a rough rope cinching the edge of her skirt and digging into her tender private parts. Every time she struggled to move her legs, her crotch endured unbearable throbbing pain. Her upper body was secured in a more professional and meticulous European-style straight wall binding, this time even forcing her elbows to remain at a 60-degree angle. Ropes extending from her neck were tied to her wrists, forcing her head back and preventing her from lowering her arms. Her arms, spread in a Y-shape behind her, were clamped with a tree trunk approximately 20 centimeters in diameter. The ropes wrapped around her abdomen and lower back were tightened to the extreme, pressing her slender body tightly against the tree trunk. Mo Yun, barely conscious, could only endure the dizzying grogginess as she struggled to lift her head and let out weak whimpers towards Huang Yi, who was suspended in front of her. Her glasses had been removed, so she could only vaguely see Shen Ru dangling about three to four meters above the ground, struggling and swaying in mid-air. Mo Yun's own mouth was stuffed with various fabrics, making her cheeks feel numb and swollen, and then further sealed with thick layers of tape. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph mmmph! Mmmph mmmph mmmph mmmph..." Huang Yi, suspended from a tree branch about two meters from Mo Yun, faced her directly. In this desperate situation, she was on the verge of tears. Her upper body was tightly bound in a standard five-flower knot. The tightened ropes made the pair of breasts protruding from her collar appear even more prominent and hang naturally. The person who bound her had upgraded the five-flower knot, forming an X-shape with the rope around her nape, securing her wrists behind her and pulling them upwards. This forced her to fold her elbows, her fingers reaching her nape, maintaining a "back hand Guanyin" pose. Simultaneously, her legs, the longest of the four, were folded and compressed to the extreme, utilizing her body's flexibility to its limit. Her delicate feet, also stripped of their shoes, were not just pressed against her buttocks but extended forward, almost touching her spine. This forced her body into a C-shaped arc in mid-air. Based on this, the ropes around her ankles were connected to the loops around her elbows, and both sides were tightened and secured with loops. Compared to the less skilled "four-horse" binding Shi Ying had previously used on Shen Ru, this method was extremely masterful. Attempting to break free from this "four-horse" binding, or even exerting the slightest force, would send a bone-shattering pain through her waist. Even professional rope models couldn't endure this for long. Her collar had also been unfastened, and the electrode pads used for punishment in a previous challenge were now attached to her breasts, between her legs, the soles of her feet, her armpits, and almost all other sensitive areas. The continuous current caused her tightly bound, numb muscles to endure waves of tingling and aching that penetrated to her flesh, muscles, and bone marrow. The rope extending from between her legs upwards was connected to the loops around her wrists and secured to the rough tree branch above, placing half of her body's weight onto her private parts, which were now deformed by her protruding buttocks. Although Huang Yi had always felt a strong sense of competition towards Mo Yun, at this moment, she was completely panicked. All she could do was lift her head blankly and let out muffled cries towards Mo Yun below. At this point, their only means of escape and self-rescue was to cooperate with each other. However, despite being only a few meters apart and clearly hearing each other's cries, touching each other's bindings was an almost impossible task. Whether it was the beautiful academic, always confident in everything, or Huang Yi, the outgoing and proactive leggy beauty, they were both completely stunned by the actions of the so-called staff. If this was a real scam or crime targeting them, they were undoubtedly in a desperate situation. But according to the man in the suit, this was merely a simulation of a real crime, designed to unleash their potential. Regardless of the outcome, before they were completely exhausted, dehydrated, and their consciousness completely collapsed under the unbearable shame and torment of constant stimulation and manipulation, the only thing the four of them could do was to cooperate fully with their respective partners and do their utmost to save themselves. "Mmmph mmmph~ Mmmph mmmph... Unngh..." But Su Liyue's exhaustion today was definitely not entirely faked. After all, she had endured inhuman treatment from customers at the bar for several consecutive hours. By now, her nether regions were already slick and sticky, and she had lost count of how many times she had orgasmed. Though she had only hopped a short distance of less than five or six meters, the effort required was considerable due to her bound state. Su Liyue, having exerted herself too much, felt her vision momentarily darken. As the hemp rope continuously chafed the outer edges of her vagina, she felt a familiar sensation of falling in her lower body. The tinkling of bells with each hop made her heart pound. Su Liyue listlessly leaned her body, resting her shoulder against the crossbeam of the doorway. She then nudged the loosely closed door open with her nose, glancing into the long, narrow corridor to ensure no one was watching. Once certain, she quickly turned her shoulder and continued to hop, step by difficult step, towards the restroom a few meters away... Fortunately, although every hop and struggle caused the bells to jingle, no attention was drawn from Gun Ye's men until Su Liyue, leaning slightly to the side and skillfully maneuvering her black-stocking-clad feet to maintain balance, squeezed into the restroom. The crisp, pleasant tinkling sound now blended almost seamlessly with the muffled groans escaping her nostrils. Soon, Su Liyue had slipped into the restroom. Of course, her purpose was far from relieving herself. Looking at the covered toilet bowl and the open ceiling directly above it, a flicker of fear appeared in Su Liyue's eyes. Although she had always been physically superior to her peers, even winning awards in university sports competitions, under normal circumstances, she could have easily grabbed the edge of the ceiling opening and climbed up without any help. However, bound like a mummy from head to toe, unable to even spread her beautiful legs, climbing up now was akin to a rock-climbing challenge for an untrained individual... But Su Liyue had no other choice. She hopped with small, close-together movements to the side of the toilet. She had replayed this scenario countless times in her mind since discovering the ceiling had been opened for repairs a few days prior. Following the pre-rehearsed movements, Su Liyue first slightly bent her waist, resting her chin on the toilet's flush button, then bent her knees. Through difficult wriggling and struggling, she managed to curl her body and successfully kneel on the toilet. She then shifted her shoulders, maintaining her kneeling posture, and moved forward inch by inch. Finally, she positioned herself over the center of the toilet seat. The most difficult part was yet to come. As she knelt on the toilet seat, her full, round buttocks were pressed against her knees and the backs of her calves. This caused the bone rope binding her nether regions to tighten, sinking in with an unprecedented depth between her parted labia. Not only did the rope around her thighs instantly constrict, but the entire binding garment also tightened, and a creaking sound of rope and skin could be heard in the darkness. Looking from her lower back, the rope had naturally parted her tender buttocks along the curve, exposing the cleavage. At this moment, Su Liyue truly felt as if her nether regions were being forced onto a vertically protruding object, directly penetrating her anus and her honey pot... "Mmmph mmmph~ Mmmph mmmph..." Su Liyue could no longer bear the humiliation and pain, her breath escaping in a hoarse, drawn-out moan. With her body wriggling and struggling, the bells chimed with increasing urgency. Her chin involuntarily bumped against the toilet rim several times. Most critically, as the rope continued to chafe, her vision began to blur, and she was rapidly approaching the brink of another orgasm. Amidst extreme humiliation, she couldn't resist the instinctive stimulation and pleasure. As her mind plunged back into the abyss of lust, Su Liyue's willpower rapidly disintegrated. It felt as if surrendering to the ropes, the vibrator, and the nipple clamps, and awaiting punishment from Gun Ye and his men was the best option. After all, the constant brainwashing and torment of these past few days had instilled in her an unavoidable instinct for submission and masochism... But as she saw the opening in the ceiling not far above her, Su Liyue forcefully shook her head, flicking away the tears gathering in her eyes along with the sweat on her forehead. She then bent herself again, concentrating her entire body weight on her heels with her artfully arranged toes. Under extreme pressure, her beautifully arched black feet formed an alluring C-shape. However, the tips of her feet and her toes bore an unprecedented pressure, a sharp, stinging sensation as if her foot bones were about to be crushed. Yet, Su Liyue persevered. Finally, enduring the biting sensation of the rope digging into her buttocks and private parts, she managed to lift her enticing rear high and, curling her body, slowly stood up... "Mmmph~ Unngh... Unngh... Unngh..." The restroom was designed to be low, and combined with Su Liyue's height, she was now halfway into the ceiling when she stood up. She opened her eyes and looked forward. Although it was pitch black, the cool breeze blowing towards her allowed Su Liyue to roughly gauge that if she could get through the ventilation duct ahead, she might not escape Gun Ye's territory entirely, but she could at least find a temporary safe haven unknown to anyone. This was merely a theoretical possibility, and her physical strength and willpower were already at their absolute limit. The wrinkled, flesh-colored stockings on her legs were almost completely soaked with sweat. Her stimulated nether regions, with her trembling legs, dripped down, leaving trails of clear, viscous fluid. However, after a few seconds of hesitation, Su Liyue made up her mind. She bent forward again, placing her shoulders on the edge of the ventilation duct. Undoubtedly, being tightly bound from head to toe made the next attempt exceptionally difficult. Fortunately, Su Liyue was very flexible, and her spine was supple. As her upper body rested on the edge of the duct, she lightly pushed off the toilet seat with her feet, and her legs lifted into the air. What followed was an extreme test of willpower. Although the pressure on her nether regions lessened as it disappeared, she immediately felt her body sliding uncontrollably. Su Liyue frantically thrashed forward like a mermaid, her bound legs swinging back and forth in the air like a pendulum. After a period of struggle, she finally managed to get her entire upper torso onto the edge of the ventilation duct... "Unngh... Unngh... Unngh... Unngh..." Su Liyue was already seeing stars from exhaustion, and hallucinations were uncontrollably appearing in her mind. However, a faint subconscious voice constantly reminded her that she could not give up. She then shifted her shoulders from side to side, wriggling forward, causing her black-stockinged 　“Sasa, don’t blame your big brother for being ruthless. Since you’ve studied ballet, I’m definitely going to make full use of your flexibility…” After gently setting down my cousin’s warm little foot, a lecherous grin curled up at the corners of my mouth, then I pulled her white sports T-shirt off, revealing a tight-fitting undershirt that exposed her navel and hugged her breasts. As I gazed at Sasa’s round yet small and perky breasts, I couldn’t resist reaching out to knead and play with them for a moment. However, to make the upcoming game even more interesting, I quickly pulled out bundle after bundle of fine hemp rope that I’d hidden under the mattress, Then I supported my cousin’s shoulders, letting her—who was completely unconscious—rest against my chest. Next, I twisted her delicate, pale hands behind her back, grasped the ends of the rope, and began weaving and wrapping it around her slender arms and slightly frail, delicate body… 　　 　　If you ask me, just two weeks ago, my rope-tying skills probably weren’t quite this proficient or polished. And tying up an innocent, adorable, well-behaved junior high school girl like my cousin might have been a huge psychological burden back then. But after going through that rollercoaster of love and conflict with my cousin and He Minjia—those two little madmen—both my mental fortitude and my rope-tying skills have taken a quantum leap. As I continued to knead and tease my cousin’s fair, warm, supple, and voluptuous body, I had already bound her petite frame seamlessly with a very tight Japanese-style bondage. To ensure she couldn’t break free, I deliberately tightened the two ropes around her breasts to the absolute limit, and I made sure to keep her small hands—whose wrists were already stiff from the pressure—crossed and secured in that position… 　　 　　Of course, that wasn’t all. I grabbed the ropes that hadn’t yet been fully secured around her body and wrapped them round and round her snow-white, smooth lower abdomen. After tightening them, I followed the curve of her slender waist to the base of her thighs, pulling the rope forcefully upward through her briefs until it dug into her private area. As the rope pressed against the fabric of her briefs, creating ripples and gradually cutting into her groin, for my cousin—whose body had not yet fully matured— must have experienced an unprecedented sensation. Although she remained in a deep state of unconsciousness under the effects of the anesthetic, she still managed to tremble her lips and squeeze out a few faint “mm-mm” moans. But at that moment, I had no time to feel sorry for her; Instead, I tugged on the loop of rope connected to her lower abdomen, tightening the binding rope around her crotch until the pressure from the ropes squeezed her briefs so much that the wide central panel was nearly constricted into a narrow strip, like a pair of panties, I slowly stopped again, then ran the rope horizontally across her exposed, peach-like buttocks… 　　 　　Of course, I’d also decided on a specific binding technique for my cousin—one that would fully showcase her flexibility as a ballet student. After securing her upper body, I supported her shoulders to keep her posture upright, then I gripped her slender ankles, pulling one of her small feet completely straight forward, before taking out the rope and wrapping it around her ankle a full five times, Finally, I pulled the end of the rope forward to ensure the five strands were tightly secured and lay flush against her leg. I then pulled the remaining rope completely taut, leaving almost no room for struggle, and tied it securely to the end of the rope. Then, still holding her shoulders to prevent her from slumping backward, I steeled myself and yanked her other dainty foot upward, forcing her pale, delicate little foot to turn upward so that the sole was fully exposed. I then pulled her slender, beautiful leg completely straight backward, tying them to the bed frame on the opposite side just as I had done before. As a result, my cousin was forced to remain with her upper body tightly bound, while her lower body was spread wide in an exaggerated split—her completely exposed private parts in intimate contact with the mattress, her entire body resembling a gracefully shaped bow. This method of binding undoubtedly subjected her private parts to even greater pressure and stimulation from the thigh rope digging into her, while simultaneously making her posture look as if she were undergoing daily ballet training… 　　 　　“Mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm…” At that moment, my cousin’s eyebrows twitched slightly. Her flushed cheeks, encased beneath the leather mask and face covering, forced out a few muffled, faint moans. Clearly, this binding method and posture were causing immense mental anguish for my cousin, who was in a deep stupor—not to mention her still-developing private parts, which were now not only stretched wide open by the ropes but were even forced to splay to the sides as far as they could go, And since my line of sight was already blocking her mouth, my cousin could only keep letting out faint, muffled groans in her delirious state as a sign of protest. I, however, was thoroughly satisfied as I admired my masterpiece before me. Then, with a smirk, I knelt down on the bed and ran my finger along my cousin’s beautiful leg, which had been pulled straight backward, tickling the sole of her foot—which was turned upward—twice with just the right amount of pressure. Although my fingernail only left a few faint white marks on her rosy sole as it brushed past, there was no doubt that this provided intense stimulation for a junior college student. I watched as her shoulders twitched dramatically and eerily, then her jaw jutted high upward, and finally, before the drug’s effects had completely worn off, her dazed eyes opened slightly… 　　 　　At that moment, I didn’t want my cousin to realize her situation too soon. After all, when I bought the sedative online, the seller had specifically told me that victims rendered unconscious by this drug would completely forget everything that happened while they were forcibly drugged. Of course, I didn’t know if that claim was true or false, after all, they hadn’t used this drug on me before, even when my cousin and He Minjia were my hostages. However, just to be on the safe side, I still took out a large latex hood, first twisting my cousin’s long, flowing hair back into a single strand and securing it with a rubber band into a simple ponytail, then pulling the entire silicone hood over her small head… 　　 　　Just as I expected, my cousin—who had been stimulated by me tickling the soles of her feet—seemed to have barely regained consciousness. Now she was forced to maintain a stance with her legs spread apart, and her body began to sway slightly from side to side. Even the little foot I’d just teased seemed to remain in a state of reflexive fear. Her soles and toes, forced upward, kept turning outward as her ankles swayed back and forth. But because of my ingenious binding technique, let alone breaking free from her restraints, it was extremely difficult for her to even try to roll onto her side. Sure enough, through the hood, her muffled moans—though deep and faint—grew increasingly rapid and drawn-out, occasionally punctuated by short, sobbing whimpers. Clearly, my younger cousin, who had just woken up, was completely terrified; at that moment, she had absolutely no idea what was happening to her… 　　 　　“Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm… mmm-mmm-mmm… mmm-mmm…” As my cousin’s muffled moans continued, her small hands—bound behind her back in a crisscross pattern—began to stiffen as she fumbled up and down. However, after struggling only a few times, she tossed her little head back in obvious agony, and at that moment, her muffled cries—like those of a little lamb with its throat squeezed—actually sounded all the more alluring and intoxicating. Thanks to my previous extensive interactions with my cousin and He Minjia, I’d already gained plenty of experience playing with young girls whose bodies hadn’t yet fully matured. Sure enough, I immediately noticed that the base of her thighs—forced to remain taut and straight—was trembling in a very strange and exaggerated manner. Between her legs, which were forced apart front and back, there was also slight side-to-side friction against the bedsheet, Whenever her lower back couldn’t hold her up and she tried to relax her lower body slightly, the stimulation from the thigh ropes digging deeply into her would force her to straighten up again. Her upper body was tightly bound, and her breasts, like peaches, were squeezed until they were taut. Even though my cousin was highly skilled in ballet, she couldn’t maintain this position for long. And whenever she couldn’t resist relaxing her lower body, her labia—so tender that her sexual response might not even be fully developed yet—would once again be stimulated and tormented by the rope digging into them. After a few repetitions, I didn’t dare to imagine what expression my cousin might have on her face at that moment. All I could see was her chest heaving rapidly and eerily, like a balloon with a puncture. The flush of color emerging from the base of the latex hood, at the nape of her neck, had already spread almost all over her body… "No, no, no, there are rules in this business... Hmm? Do you think this young lady is short on money? Alright, let's not waste any more time. I snuck out to come here, and if my father finds out, I'll be in big trouble. Hurry and bring me my beloved little darling... Hehehe, it's best if she doesn't recognize me. I want to give her a surprise. Oh, right, don't forget what I've told you repeatedly: I'm already familiar with my little darling. I know she's never been defiled by any stinking man these past few years. The final virginity ritual and complete possession must be done by me personally. If I find out you've touched her beforehand, don't blame me for turning hostile..." Seeing Gun Ye's fawning demeanor, the beautiful woman took a leisurely drag from her cigarette and then quickly gestured for Gun Ye to hurry... "You worry too much. We are absolutely professional in this regard... Someone, quickly bring the merchandise to Sister Li Mo... Of course, this little lady has a fiery temper. To make her more obedient and for you to have more fun later, we had to resort to certain methods. She indeed suffered quite a bit... I hope you can understand..." As soon as the words fell, the door to the luxurious private room slowly opened. There, Su Li Yue, who had just been placed on the stage, was now being led by a collar. She was pulled along, forced into a K9 dog-like kneeling position, and with muffled groans of disorientation, she crawled forward on all fours towards the woman calling herself Li Mo. Li Mo's eyes lit up with excitement upon seeing Su Li Yue approaching. Her crossed legs instantly straightened, and she almost jumped up from her seat. However, to maintain her composure, she lightly covered her mouth with her hand, remaining seated on the sofa until Su Li Yue was brought before her... "Oh my, Gun Ye, how could you be so cruel? Look at what you've done to my little darling! Her body is covered in wounds... Hmph... I won't settle accounts with you this time. My darling is only for me to do these things to personally..." Seeing the sexy and beautiful Su Li Yue, bound tightly in such a humiliating and ecstatic pose, with that fluffy tail swaying back and forth before her, a flash of uncontrollable excitement crossed Li Mo's eyes, like a spring tide about to overflow. She could no longer restrain herself and excitedly stood up, then, in her high heels, circled Su Li Yue once. She then took the large massage wand from Gun Ye's hand... "Mmmph mmmph mmmph~ Mmmph mmmph... Please... mmmph mmmph..." At this moment, Su Li Yue, her heart turned to ash, could only hang her head in despair. Her eyes, filled with fear and humiliation, looked at this sexy and enchanting beauty. Her mind, however, was replaying various scenes. Although the other woman wore a mask, the voice and mannerisms felt very familiar. But this was likely just her imagination. Su Li Yue never expected that after such terrifying humiliation and abuse, the one who would auction her off would be a woman, and such a young and beautiful one at that. However, Su Li Yue felt no relief, only more fear. After all, lesbians were rare enough, and for a woman to inflict such perverse methods on another girl, this enchanting beauty before her was simply the most terrifying femme fatale in the world... "My darling, let me have a good look. You've suffered so much... Don't worry, I'll compensate you well. I've wanted you for a long time, but I never had the chance. You were always so aloof, so principled, which always hurt me. But now, you can't escape my grasp anymore. From today onwards, I am your mistress..." However, the other woman's words only confused Su Li Yue further. Then, Li Mo slowly lifted her tiptoed foot and brought it to Su Li Yue's mouth. Under Gun Ye's repeated training, Su Li Yue could only let out a humiliated muffled groan twice. Then, she lowered her head, extended her tongue from the gag, and licked the black silk-clad instep of the beauty's high-heeled foot. As Su Li Yue's tongue brushed across, the other woman became so excited that she almost lost control, nearly jumping up completely, revealing the madness and yandere deep within her bones... Then, she could no longer suppress the madness in her heart. She turned and straddled Su Li Yue's lower back. She then grabbed the feather sticking up between Su Li Yue's legs and pulled it upwards. As per her prior instructions to Gun Ye, Su Li Yue's private parts were not inserted with a vibrator. This feather was connected to a butt plug, allowing this crazy beauty to personally grip the vibrator. She then turned the power to maximum and slowly inserted it between Su Li Yue's legs. Soon, the high-frequency vibrating massage wand easily pushed open Su Li Yue's labia, which had already been swollen and somewhat loose from the past few days. The beauty let out excited moans. As the vibrator penetrated deeper, she even spread her legs apart and anchored the vibrator between her own thighs. This vibrator was originally designed to mimic a man's penis, and this crazy beauty was clearly an ultimate female sadist with deep-seated masochism. In her dominant consciousness, she had already imagined herself as a man directly penetrating the girl she desired. The explosive scene unfolding before them made even the experienced Gun Ye awkwardly lower his head... However, Li Mo paid no mind. She let out seductive moans while wriggling her hips. The high-frequency vibrating massage wand penetrated deeper and deeper, soon half of it was completely inserted. At this moment, although Su Li Yue's private parts were already numb from the continuous torment of the bullet vibrator, rope play, and ordinary massage wands, a flicker of uncontrollable breakdown and pain still flashed in her eyes. This was because Gun Ye, as a trafficker, had always remembered not to break her virginity, no matter how much he tormented her. The massage wand had only reached the outer part of her vagina and the connecting area. But now, as the beauty performed intense thrusting motions with the vibrator between her legs, the entire massage wand had penetrated to an unprecedented depth... "Mmmph mmmph... No... mmmph mmmph mmmph..." Su Li Yue's curled limbs began to tremble uncontrollably. During the previous tortures, the illusion of being truly penetrated and deflowered had crossed her mind more than once. But now, the stinging sensation of her vaginal walls being scraped, the gushing of her arousal water from her orifice under the high-frequency vibrations of the massage wand, and the burning, deep swelling, the intense tearing sensation from the outside in, were so real, so bone-deep. The fantasy she had imagined was now becoming reality. What Su Li Yue found most unbearable was that the one deflowering and penetrating her was a beautiful woman. This immediately caused an unavoidable, intense revulsion, a strange shame and nausea between women. Her knees involuntarily curled forward, trying to shift her body forward to struggle and escape. But the beauty straddling her waist was clearly getting into it, as if performing a real rape. She bent down, tightly embracing Su Li Yue's abdomen, and the thrusting between her legs became even more intense... "Hahaha... I love this kind of stuff, I love them young, energetic, looking easy to bully, but actually stubborn. I've played with the female slaves you sold me before until I'm tired of them. Now, when I go to bed with them in the morning, no matter what position I tie them in, they don't react much anymore. If they were fiery martial artists, I wouldn't dare buy them back, worried about accidents. This is what I like the most. Look at those eyes, that struggling intensity..." The masked man, who clearly looked like a rich second-generation heir, clapped his hands excitedly. Then, he forcibly embraced Su Liyue, whose waist was forced to arch due to the intense vibrations of the vibrator. He then began to caress and rub her smooth, white abdomen. Hearing his words, Master Qiang nodded understandingly and handed the vibrator's switch to the man. The younger masked man's eyes flashed with excitement. Without any gradual approach, he suddenly flicked the dual switch to its maximum setting... "Mmmph mmmph mmmph~ Mmmph mmmph... Mmmph mmmph..." A series of high-pitched, hoarse moans erupted from Su Liyue's lips, stretched wide by the gag. Her chest heaved rapidly like a bursting balloon, and her fiery temper spewed out broken tremolos. Su Liyue, whose eyes had already rolled back, contorted her features in pain. Then, under the high-frequency stimulation, her eyes began to twitch slightly. Her rosy face turned a purplish-red, and held tightly by the man's embrace around her slender waist, it suddenly became incredibly rigid. She began to thrash violently in the man's arms. The mysterious rich young man, with a series of exaggerated, hoarse, perverted laughter, released Su Liyue's waist, letting her convulse and struggle as if she were having a seizure. Even Su Liyue's legs, pressed against the table, visibly tensed, twitching and kicking forward and backward with great force. The delicate feet at the ends of her slender legs curled inwards dramatically with the forward and backward movement of her soles... "Mmm... Mmm... Mmm..." At this moment, Su Liyue's thoughts were being emptied bit by bit, just as they had been when she was forcibly drugged. Amidst the noisy music, drifting in the alcohol-laden air, her hazy consciousness only felt the continuous, high-frequency vibration and stimulation in her lower body, which was amplified several times. She could also clearly feel the stimulation from the heat rising from her tender flesh, which had erupted with bumps along her vulva, instantly rushing to her deepest core. Su Liyue even had the distinct illusion that her vagina was being violently penetrated by a hard object and stirred within. This image was incredibly exhilarating in her mind. In reality, the perverted rich second-generation heir, caught up in the moment, inserted his fingers between her legs and deliberately pushed the vibrator a few centimeters further in. This, combined with the high-frequency vibration and the hard object, gave Su Liyue an even more profound experience of being penetrated by a foreign object. However, her willpower and physical strength seemed to have reached their limit. After a few exaggerated spasms and struggles, she slumped limply into the mysterious rich young man's arms. Then, on the leather sofa where Su Liyue's buttocks had been rubbing and writhing, a large pool of viscous, foul-smelling, steaming liquid appeared... "Hahaha, I didn't expect this little girl to react so fiercely... Cough cough... My apologies, Master Qiang, I turned the switch up too high at once and didn't pay attention to the gradual approach... What a shame, otherwise I could have played longer..." Seeing Su Liyue completely limp in his arms, the rich second-generation heir shook his head awkwardly, excitement mixed with regret. This was clearly within Master Qiang's expectations. Master Qiang then signaled to his subordinates, and the two quickly stepped forward, picked up Su Liyue again, and carried her to the back room of the bar used to hold hostages. Then, he said to the mysterious rich young man, "It's alright, Young Master Zhang. Just enjoy yourselves with President Qi today. We kidnapped these women with so much effort precisely for your enjoyment. We welcome you to the next auction..." About 10 minutes later, Su Liyue's stockings and underwear were removed, her body was wiped clean, and she was dressed in even more sexy and hot, thigh-high black stockings, paired with a thong. Her upper body was replaced with a tight, strapless bikini-style set. This attire formed a stark contrast with her usually serene and elegant demeanor. However, this group of perverted criminals didn't care. They then bound Su Liyue tightly from head to toe again. At this moment, Master Qiang ordered all his subordinates to leave again. Watching Su Liyue's twitching eyelids as she slowly regained consciousness, a lewd smile reappeared on her lips. Facing this hostage whose mistake had unexpectedly piqued her interest, Master Qiang naturally intended to take good care of her. She then grabbed Su Liyue's messy black hair, lifted her up, and forced her mouth open. However, this time, instead of using a gag, she directly took out a hollow speculum and inserted it between her upper and lower jaws, securing it from the back of her head... "Mmmph... No... Mmmph mmmph... No..." Wearing the speculum, with nothing stuffed in her mouth, Su Liyue could still let out muffled pleas and cries in her dazed state. Undoubtedly, the torture and torment she had just endured had left severe psychological trauma. Su Liyue, weak and exhausted, still instinctively writhed and struggled feebly, even clamping her legs tightly. Large beads of sweat trickled down her fair forehead. Master Qiang, however, unhurriedly wiped the sweat from her forehead. When Su Liyue's vision cleared, the soreness in her leg muscles, the ache in her waist, and the severe exhaustion from being forced to climax brought on another helpless whimper. Seeing Master Qiang sitting beside her, Su Liyue's eyes widened in terror. She then repeatedly shook her head, twisting her bound legs, and struggled to evade Master Qiang... "Awake? Hahaha, that's normal. It's your first time, after all. Many girls with better physical condition than you would pass out. Just accept your fate. Who told you to be so unlucky to run into my subordinates? Several of my esteemed guests have already taken a liking to you. You mustn't disappoint me then... Alright, you've been through so much, you must be hungry. Here..." Looking at Su Liyue, whose eyes were filled with tears and her face contorted in pain, and who instinctively struggled to avoid her despite her fear, Master Qiang was quite patient. She then forcibly turned Su Liyue's face towards her, clamped her back neck with her forearm, and like feeding a pet, took a tube of military-grade nutritional supplement from her pocket. She then forcefully pushed the nozzle into Su Liyue's mouth, held open by the speculum, and began to squeeze with a very rough motion... "Mmmph... No... Cough cough... Mmmph mmmph..." Su Liyue was still trapped in the nightmare of being forcibly bound, ogled by men like a humiliated sex slave, her sensitive parts touched, and finally having a vibrator inserted. This explosive and painful experience naturally made her strongly resist Master Qiang. After all, she had always been a strong-willed girl. Facing Master Qiang's rough feeding, she could not truly submit in her heart. However, as the sweet and thick viscous substance, which served to replenish both water and food, poured into her mouth, Su Liyue, despite her tongue desperately trying to spit it out, found it impossible. The hard ring holding her jaws apart, coupled with Master Qiang's continuous squeezing, eventually caused Su Liyue to cough painfully a few times. Moreover, being already thirsty and hungry, she could only slowly relax her body, allowing the specially made food to slide down her esophagus. After Master Qiang squeezed out the entire tube of special nutritional supplement, two streams of hot, humiliating tears silently rolled down Su Liyue's eyes... "Hmph hmph... You really have a lot of pride. You're crying just because I'm feeding you. Let me tell you, when my bosses buy you, you'll have to serve them comfortably. Whatever they want you to eat with your mouth, you'll eat it, and you'll have to satisfy their every demand... As a delicate beauty like you, with such a noble and elegant face, you should know what most men want to do when they see you..." After roughly feeding Su Liyue, Master Qiang first took out a tissue to wipe the corners of Su Liyue's mouth. Then, she cupped Su Liyue's chin again and examined her closely. Although Su Liyue, with red eyes and sobbing, repeatedly turned her face away, Master Qiang was not angry. As soon as she finished speaking, she roughly pinched Su Liyue's chin and took a large silicone dildo from her pocket... Under the covers, I had woken up early and spent over an hour crafting my masterpiece. The three sexy student girls were now bound together in an exaggerated and artistically designed manner. My cousin and Minjia were still tightly bound with a combination of five-flower knot and European straight-arm bind on their upper bodies. However, their lower bodies were bound using the same method I used when sleeping with my cousin the previous night, forcing their legs together and into a beautiful squatting pose. Upon hearing my words, He Minjia was the first to show signs of strain. She trembled, raising her flushed face, her eyes hazy and unfocused as she repeatedly shook her chin at me. Her small buttocks, pressed tightly against the bed, twitched as if electrocuted, even lifting off the bed repeatedly. Through the gap in her cleavage, it was faintly visible that her nether regions were already wet and sticky... This was all part of my design, exploiting the weaknesses and characteristics of each “Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm! Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm… Mmm, mmm, mmm!” Just as I was clenching my fists slightly in excitement over a sudden message on my phone, her little feet were raised high in the air, her tiny anus stretched wide open by the metal butt plug, and a very alluring furry fox tail protruded from her cleft. With her knees raised and elbows on the ground, she was forced to to lie next to me, suddenly let out another burst of urgent “Mmm-mmm” sounds. I looked down toward the sound. At that moment, my cousin’s entire little face had long since flushed crimson; she kept rolling her eyes feebly, tilting her little head back, and spitting out the dildo fixed beneath He Minjia’s crotch from her mouth. However, due to the special design of the gag I’d secured in her mouth, the moment the silicone dildo failed to push open the sealed barrier fixed in her mouth, she would immediately begin to suffocate. To keep breathing, she had to constantly endure the nausea of having the entire silicone rod filling her mouth and pressing against the back of her throat. Her struggles, which had been gradually weakening—likely due to oxygen deprivation—suddenly intensified. I wasn’t sure if it was because my words had given her hope that she could call for help, or if she was anxious that her cousin, who was about to arrive, might also fall victim to my cruelty, as her muffled moans grew increasingly frantic and hoarse, she curled into a fetal position, her knees—already swollen from pressing against the wooden floor—grinding back and forth with reckless abandon, accompanied by the graceful arch of the soles of her feet wriggling behind her… 　　 　　“What’s the matter, Tian Yue…? Are you this happy just because a new friend has come to keep you company? Hmm, as far as I recall, you and your little cousin probably haven’t met very often, hahaha, and that little girl is several years younger than you—she’s not even out of junior college yet. For a little devil like you—so bold and reckless that you’d even dare to actively kidnap your own cousin—don’t count on such an innocent young girl to save you…” Seeing my cousin roll her eyes in distress and helplessness, yet amidst her rapid, muffled cries and repeated retching, and her cheeks twitching, I leaned down with a smile, gently stroking her exceptionally soft—though now slightly damp—hair, and thoughtfully brushed away a few stray strands stuck to her forehead. Although I had already embarked on a path that was growing increasingly insane and from which there was absolutely no turning back, as a kidnapper, I was, after all, holding my own blood relative—my cousin, whom I had doted on as a child—hostage. Though my affection for her now was far stronger than it had been back then, it was now mixed with a touch of perverse and twisted desire. But no matter what, I could never, like a real kidnapper, put my cousin or He Minjia in any life-threatening danger, or subject them to unbearable, excessive harm. It was clear that both of them were on the verge of collapse. Forced to remain standing, their bodies bound by me like human poles and mummies, He Minjia—who was compelled to stay upright—felt the silicone rod wedged between her thighs constantly writhing as my cousin kept it in her mouth, and with the other end of the silicone rod still stretching open her tender slit—making her sound, just like a man whose genitals are being sucked, as if the muffled moans forced out through her nostrils were growing increasingly faint and threadlike—though all of this was merely the product of my perverse, twisted fantasies and imagination, yet in her wide-eyed gaze—her pupils already dilated—reflected through the haze of her tears, I could actually make out a hint of ecstasy and a dazed expression… 　　 　　“All right, all right. You two did really well today. It’s time to let you rest a bit. After all, I can’t let my adorable little sister Sasa see you like this. She’s so much more innocent and kind-hearted than you two little devils with such contrasting personalities. If I ever do have to lay a hand on her, I’ll be as gentle as possible—I won’t let her suffer too much…” No sooner had the words left my mouth than I bent down and scooped up my cousin—her slender body tightly bound by loops of cotton rope, so tight that an “X” had been carved into the small of her back—lifting her by the waist. Of course, rather than saying I “picked her up,” it would be more accurate to say I clamped her—whose slender figure had now been forced into a tight bundle—against my side like an oversized action figure. My cousin, struggling to breathe, immediately began wriggling her little feet, her warm, stiff body began to jolt against my side. I quickly thrust my finger into her throat, pushing upward on the sealed plate that held her jaws apart inside her tiny mouth and securing the slide buckle. As a result, although my cousin was still forced to wear the half-enclosed leather mask, she was at least able to breathe somewhat normally through her small mouth. I could see large droplets of glistening saliva trickling down her pink lips, accompanied by her gasps—as if she’d been reborn—crying out “mm-mm, mm-mm” without restraint… 　　 　　“And what about you, Minjia… hehe… Aren’t you a tsundere queen with an insatiable appetite for S-play at such a young age? So I’m letting you experience, from a man’s perspective, what it’s like to have such a cute, gentle, and sexy female M give you a blowjob—consider it a reward for you…” As my cousin gasped for breath, her stiff body gradually relaxed again. With the suffocating sensation eased, her little head drooped limply in temporary relief, I set my cousin down on the sofa beside me, then walked over with a smirk toward Minjia, who was tied up and pinned against the doorframe. At that moment, Minjia was tightly wrapped in bandages from head to toe. Seeing me approach, her gaze was listless yet tinged with panic. Her small feet, wrapped in bandages, with their neat and dainty toes, seemed cramped and strained as she struggled to curl them upward, and the soles of her feet moved up and down a bit, though this did nothing to help her break free from the tight, restrictive bandages. Of course, I had to be a bit stricter with He Minjia than with my own cousin, I stepped forward and brushed away the damp strands of hair from her forehead one by one, then kissed her sweat-dampened brow. Just as He Minjia shyly closed her eyes slightly and her curled eyelashes trembled, I grinned lewdly, grabbed the hard object between her thighs—the very one my cousin had just been sucking on—and thrust it forcefully inside her, beginning to stir it in the opposite direction… 　　 　　“Mmm… mmm… mmm…” With that, He Minjia instantly lost her composure. After all, my cousin had been sucking on that silicone dildo for a long time, moving it back and forth with her body, and thrusting it into her little hole had already left her thighs a sticky, wet mess. I could even clearly see that the bandage wrapped between her thighs had long since been coated with a layer of sticky, steaming mist, Suddenly, the previously exhausted He Minjia jutted her chin high into the air, squeezing out a long, hoarse, muffled groan from the back of her throat. Her bright, sparkling pupils were instantly bloodshot, and her head slammed forcefully against my chest as if wound up like a clockwork mechanism, However, this level of struggle and resistance, along with the physical impact she delivered to me, only served to further fuel my playful mood. Without rushing, I slowly untied the rope that secured her hands—which were bound behind her back—to the door panel, Then I picked her up by the waist and carried her over to the nearby sofa. I lifted my cousin—who was now lying limp on her side, her faint gasps the only relief from her suffocation—and carried her as well, and then, carrying both of these sexy high school girls on my shoulders, I staggered into the bedroom—the very room that had kept me up night after night for the past few days, lost in its pleasures and unable to tear myself away… 　　 　　About 40 minutes later, I was so exhausted that my hand tendons were starting to ache, but I’d finally finished re-securing and binding both my cousin and He Minjia. Looking at the various ropes and bandages scattered across the bed, along with all sorts of gags, handcuffs, vibrators, massagers, and the electric coyote set, along with the two high school girls’ damp, crumpled panties and socks, I grinned wickedly and stripped off the last of my underwear and briefs, stretched out comfortably, then stretched out comfortably, pulled the blanket over me, and then forcibly pulled my cousin and He Minjia—who I had completely stripped naked and re-tied into the extreme four-horse position—over to me…