Bondage in the 2D World: Genshin Impact

“……Say that again?” “Take sexy photos of all the female characters in Mondstadt after they’ve been bound,” Future repeated, “Only after you’re done can we move to the next region.” “And where is the next region?” “Liyue.” “And after Liyue?” “Inazuma, Sumeru, Fontaine, Natlan, Snezhnaya—following the Traveler’s footsteps, one by one. Once all of them are done, and after the Traveler has fought the Heavenly Principles, you can bind and photograph the Traveler’s sister, and then you can go back.” Jin Fu was silent for a long time before speaking, “Are you kidding me?” “Do I look like I’m kidding?” “The Traveler? That blonde kid? He’s in this too?” Future looked at him with a half-smile, “What, scared?” Jin Fu’s face turned red with anger, “Scared of him? That little punk? He’s the weakest one here. Useless but always trying to show off. If it weren’t for plot armor, he’d have died countless times.” Future watched his agitated state and chuckled, “Why…” “Alright, enough about him. Talking about him just makes me angry. So… who exactly do I need to bind?” Future pulled out a notebook from behind her back—it was unclear how she, so small, managed to produce it. “Mondstadt female character list: Jean, Lisa, Barbara, Noelle, Fischl, Mona, Sucrose, Rosaria, Eula, Amber, Venti—” “Wait, Venti’s a guy, right? I don’t want to bind guys.” Jin Fu interrupted

Bound by ropes, the Raiden Shogun could not move much, only passively endure. But her cunt contracted enthusiastically, clinging tightly to the cock. "Mmmph... Mmmph... You... hurry up..." she panted. "As you command!" Jin Fu said, increasing his pace. The cock slammed into her core like a pile driver, making a "thwack-thwack-thwack" sound. "Ahhh—" The Raiden Shogun let out a high-pitched moan, her voice echoing through the hall. Meanwhile, Ei was tied back-to-back with her. She could clearly feel every tremor of the Raiden Shogun's body from the pleasure. Her body, originally composed of Electro, transmitted these tremors through their physical contact to Ei's body, with a faint current stimulating sensitive spots within Ei. The vibrator was still set to its highest setting, making the already numb sensation in her cunt even more intense, as if every inch of her skin was being stimulated by electricity. "Ugh... Ugh..." Ei's saliva dripped down the corner of her mouth, her body swaying between pleasure and resistance. Jin Fu thrust inside the Raiden Shogun for about fifteen minutes, bringing her to orgasm before withdrawing his cock and turning to Ei. "Your turn." He adjusted Ei's waist, rubbing his cock against her cunt's opening a few times, coating his hand with precum. Then, following the slippery liquid, he thrust all the way in. "Ugh—!" Ei's body arched sharply, letting out a soft cry. Although she had succumbed to Jin Fu many times before, the feeling of fullness each time his cock entered was still overwhelming for Ei. She could only clamp her bound legs tightly around Jin Fu's waist, allowing him to penetrate her body more deeply. "Ah... Mmmph... You... you're so big... so deep..." "I love hearing you say that," Jin Fu said, thrusting hard. "Ah!" Ei's body trembled again. Jin Fu began to thrust inside her. As he thrust, he reached out with one hand and massaged Ei's breasts. Ei's nipples were still clamped, and Jin Fu's massage added a sharp, stinging pain, causing even more lubrication to flow. "Mmmph... Go easy... Don't... don't squeeze my nipples... it's too much..." "You don't like it? Then I'll stop," he said. "No!" Ei blurted out. "Don't stop... keep squeezing... I like it..." Jin Fu smiled. Ei had been completely trained. He squeezed Ei's nipples and fucked her with all his might. After about ten minutes of thrusting, Ei also climaxed. Her body tensed, arching like a drawn bow, then suddenly relaxed, trembling all over. A torrent of hot fluid gushed from her depths, drenching Jin Fu's glans. Being doused like that almost made Jin Fu ejaculate. He took a deep breath, suppressing the urge. "Hoo... you're sucking too tight," he panted. Ei collapsed onto the floor, gasping for air. Jin Fu withdrew his cock from Ei's body and turned to the Raiden Shogun beside her. He unbuckled his belt and took an electric dildo from his backpack. "This one's for you." The Raiden Shogun looked at the thick, large fake penis, a flicker of fear and anticipation in her eyes. "You... you're going to use this on me?" "Of course," Jin Fu said with a smile. "I can't be in two places at once, can I? So, let this robot help me out." He attached the dildo machine in front of the Raiden Shogun, aimed the fake penis at her still dripping cunt, and turned on the switch. "Vroom vroom vroom—" The fake penis slowly advanced, parting the two pink petals, inching deeper into her. "Mmmph... Ah... So... so big..." The Raiden Shogun's body trembled as she felt the fake penis slowly, firmly filling her. Once the fake penis was fully inserted, the machine began to thrust automatically.

Barbara gestured, and the band began to play. She started her first song. It was a gentle ballad. She should have been pouring her heart and soul into it, but the dildo inside her was vibrating and rotating, ceaselessly massaging her most sensitive spot. Her voice, on every high note, carried a slight tremor, as if she were weeping, or perhaps moaning. The audience, mistaking it for her unique vocal style, applauded enthusiastically. Only Jinfu knew that it was Barbara desperately suppressing waves of pleasure. His finger pressed another button on the remote. Barbara's accompaniment faltered for a moment. Her body stiffened, and the dildo in her rear began to thrust in and out. "Mmm~!" she choked out a sound that was almost a moan, but she disguised it with a cough. "Excuse me, my throat is a little… uncomfortable…" The audience let out a ripple of sympathetic laughter. Only Barbara knew that she felt utterly hollowed out. Her pussy and her asshole were being simultaneously worked by two dildos, waves of exquisite pleasure surging straight to her scalp. She had to grit her teeth to keep from letting out embarrassing sounds on stage. Watching her struggle on stage from below, Jinfu felt a peculiar sense of satisfaction. It was more exciting to him than penetrating a woman directly. Because now, he controlled every inch of this angel's senses on the entire stage. He felt like those bosses from Korea, sitting in the audience, watching the star he’d cultivated perform. And beneath that star's skirt, she wore a "secret" that only he knew. "So… so good…" Jinfu murmured to himself. "What did you say?" Mona asked from beside him. "Nothing," Jinfu smiled, his fingers subtly parting the edge of Mona's panties and slipping into the slick crevice. "Mmm…" Mona pressed her lips together, her face flushing, her eyes unfocused. Barbara sang her second song on stage. With every line she sang, Jinfu pressed a different button on the remote. "Vrrr—" The dildo in her pussy spun. "Pfft—" The dildo in her ass began to thrust. "Click—" Both dildos were adjusted to a new setting simultaneously. Her voice, initially trembling, gradually became fragmented. At times, she almost couldn't help but stop singing, the pleasure from her nether regions crashing over her consciousness like waves. She could only sing, clench her legs together, and desperately suppress the moans that surged within her. But her body betrayed her, leaking lubrication that streamed down the seams of her chastity belt, darkening her panties beneath her skirt. What made Barbara despair even more were the ropes constricting her nipples. With every breath, with every note she sang, the ropes on her chest would tug, causing her nipples to ache and burn from the friction—a sensation that, mixed with the pleasure from below, felt like she was being roasted alive. At one point, as she hit a high note, the dildo inside her suddenly shifted to its highest setting. Her voice soared, now carrying a distinct tremor and a sob, bordering on a wail, like a heartbroken cry, or a moan of ecstasy. She turned away in a panic, pretending to reach for a water bottle, but in reality, using the moment to steady her breathing. The audience, oblivious, continued to cheer her on. "Master…" Barbara cried silently in her heart. "I can't take it anymore… Please… spare me…"

Jin Fu wiggled his wrists in the darkness; they were bound so tightly with the black thread that there was almost no room to move. The fine black threads clung to his skin, carrying a chill. He strained again, but the black silk didn’t budge. The ropes were tied in an extremely cunning pattern, completely locking all the joints he needed to exert force. The harder he pulled, the deeper the ropes dug in, slowly constricting his body. There was no way he could break free from these black silk cords on his own; they were even tougher than Ye Lan’s threads. He’d have to come up with another plan. If Keqing and Ganyu arrived, he could use Alfred to threaten them—they’d surely comply without resistance. But if they were trapped too, all of them would be doomed. He had to come up with a foolproof plan. He stared at Hatsune, who was suspended in the air not far away, still writhing slightly, and suddenly had an idea: Why not pretend to accept his invitation for now? After all, he wants me to join his bullshit organization. As long as I agree at first to lower his guard, I can find an opportunity to turn the tables on him—and then blow his head off with a single shot… Just as he was thinking this, faint footsteps could be heard from outside the cave. Before long, a series of hurried footsteps echoed from the direction of the cave entrance. Two figures strode swiftly into the cave. Keqing and Ganyu appeared at the entrance, both with beads of sweat glistening on their foreheads. When they took in the scene inside the cave, their faces paled simultaneously. “Master!” Gan Yu cried out in shock. “Don’t come any closer!” Jin Fu tried to shout, but the gag in his mouth allowed only muffled “mumble” sounds. He shook his head frantically, trying to signal with his eyes for them to run away, but it was already too late. Keqing saw him tied to a wooden stake and Hatsune suspended in midair; without a moment’s hesitation, she stepped straight into the cave. Gan Yu followed her inside. Both of them rushed toward him. A chilling voice came from the shadows: “Take one more step forward, and this little photographer’s life is forfeit.” Keqing and Ganyu froze in their tracks. A one-chi-long dagger glinted from the shadows behind Jinfu, its blade pressed against his neck. Alfred slowly emerged from the darkness behind Jin Fu, one hand resting on his shoulder while the other held the dagger, its tip tracing a slow path along the side of Jin Fu’s neck. “Go ahead and try it. Let’s see if you can run faster than my blade.” Keqing’s face paled, and she hurriedly raised both hands, pleading, “Put the dagger down. We’ll stop—we won’t go any further.” “Y-yes… yes, we won’t go…” Gan Yu chimed in hastily, her voice trembling with tears. “J-please don’t hurt him… ” “Very good.” Alfred gave a satisfied chuckle and moved the tip of the dagger a few inches away from Jin Fu’s neck. “Now, take off all your clothes. Don’t leave a single thread on your bodies… otherwise, I’ll leave a mark on him.” “…Okay.” Gan Yu blurted out almost immediately. “Don’t do anything rash. We’ll take them off. Just hold the dagger farther away—don’t hurt him.” Though her voice trembled, it was unusually firm. As she spoke, she reached out and untied the sash at her collar. Keqing bit her lip and glanced at Jin Fu. Seeing him give her a slight shake of the head, she took a deep breath, reached out, and began unbuttoning the collar of her own shirt. Alfred leaned against the rock wall nearby, watching the scene unfold with great interest. “Not bad. Just as I’d expect from a well-trained female slave.” His gaze swept back and forth between Keqing and Ganyu, and he gave Jin Fu a leering smile. “Speaking of which, your training skills are quite impressive. You’ve actually managed to make the Seven Stars of Liyue so obedient.” Keqing’s evening gown was slipped off and neatly folded to one side. Then came her undershirt… layer by layer, it was peeled away, revealing skin as translucent as jade. Gan Yu moved slightly faster than Keqing; she had already untied her sash, and layer upon layer of gauzy robes slid down, revealing the pale blue undergarment beneath. Her body was trembling slightly—whether from the cold or from shame, it was unclear. As the last piece of clothing slipped from both of them, their two snow-white bodies were fully exposed to the dim light of the cave. Keqing’s skin was so white it was almost translucent; her figure was well-proportioned, her breasts exceptionally full, perfectly shaped, firm, round, and full, with deep pink nipples standing slightly erect. Her waist was slender, her lower abdomen flat, and the lush, fragrant hair below was neatly trimmed. Gan Yu’s figure was even more voluptuous than Ke Qing’s, exuding a soft, jade-like fullness. Her breasts were noticeably a size larger than Keqing’s, like two perfectly ripe snow pears, swaying gently with her movements. Her skin was even more delicate, a warm, milky white that seemed to glow in the dim light. Both of them covered their chests with one hand and the area below their lower abdomen with the other, their cheeks flushed crimson. Seeing this, Alfred said coldly, “Put your hands down. What are you hiding? It’s not like you’ve never seen this before.” Keqing clenched her teeth and slowly lowered her hands. Gan Yu also tremblingly moved her hands away. The two beautiful bodies were thus laid bare before the man’s gaze, even their most intimate parts exposed without reservation. Jin Fu watched the scene, filled with both anger and anguish. He could only let out a muffled “grunt” through clenched teeth, his eyes fixed intently on Keqing and Ganyu, his expression a complex mix of emotions. Alfred seemed to take great pleasure in the spectacle. He tilted his head and stared for a long moment before saying with a smile, “ “The show is about to begin. You two, get down on your knees.” Keqing and Ganyu exchanged a glance and, as if on cue, knelt down. Their bare knees pressed against the cold, rocky ground, causing their bodies to shiver involuntarily. “Not bad.” Alfred nodded in satisfaction, and a coil of black thread appeared in his hand. He weighed it in his palm and commanded, “You two, put your hands behind your backs and clasp your wrists together.” Keqing closed her eyes and placed her hands behind her back. Gan Yu did the same, obediently placing her hands behind her back and interlocking her wrists. Suddenly, the black thread in Alfred’s hand shot toward them as if it were alive. It bound Keqing’s wrists together, wrapping around them twice, tightening, and tying a knot, then winding several more times up her forearms to secure them. Each knot was tied at a joint, preventing Keqing from moving her wrists. The cold, black threads clinging to her body caused Keqing to let out a soft groan. Alfred pinned her hands behind her back, then took another black thread and wrapped it from her wrists around to her waist, across her chest, and tied it in two loops across her chest. It tightened perfectly along the upper edge of her pert breasts, causing the soft, white mounds of flesh to bulge slightly—a sight that looked exceptionally erotic. The rope passed through her armpits from behind, then looped back to the front where it crisscrossed, tracing a graceful path. “Mmm…” Keqing’s breathing grew rapid. The sensation of the rope tightening across her chest involuntarily reminded her of the scenes she’d experienced with Jin Fu. She shook her head vigorously, banishing the thought from her mind—this was no time to be thinking about such things. Alfred was clearly very pleased with Keqing’s bound appearance. He turned his gaze to Gan Yu: “Now, it’s your turn.” Gan Yu’s body had been trembling the whole time; her eyes were red-rimmed, and her fingertips quivered uncontrollably. Alfred followed the same procedure, binding Gan Yu in exactly the same way. But unlike with Keqing, when he tied the ropes around Gan Yu’s chest, he deliberately wrapped them around twice more, making her breasts stand out even more prominently. The two mounds of soft flesh were squeezed between the rope’s grooves until they were almost distorted, making the sight even more arousing. Seeing that both women were tightly bound, Alfred walked up to Gan Yu, gave her full breasts a squeeze, and was rewarded with a seductive little gasp from her.

The girl with green hair let out a blood-curdling scream, and her body suddenly went rigid. An electric current surged through her limbs, causing her muscles to lose control in an instant; her knees buckled, and she nearly collapsed to her knees on the ground. Taking advantage of this split-second opening, the Thunder Mushroom Beasts surrounding her immediately swarmed in. Even more terrifying was that the Lightning Tree had also sprung into action. Its branches snapped out like a giant serpent awakening, reaching toward the green-haired girl on her knees at blinding speed. Several branches first slipped beneath her arms, then snapped shut, pinning her hands behind her back. “Ugh—!” The green-haired girl let out a cry of alarm and struggled desperately, but her body—still numb from the electric shock—refused to obey her. More branches extended from the trunk of the Electric Tree, as agile as pairs of living hands. Two branches wrapped around her ankles, folding her calves backward and pulling them apart from both sides. This forced her thighs to spread wide, leaving her in an extremely humiliating position. Next, more branches hung down from above, passing through her armpits and intertwining behind her back with the branches binding her wrists, securing her entire body with her hands tied behind her back and her legs bent and spread apart. Afterward, the Electric Tree hoisted her into the air. Her body was pulled halfway up, about half a meter above the ground. The branches缠绕ing her clung to her body like a rope net, holding her firmly in place. Her hands were bound behind her back, wrapped several times from her shoulders to her wrists; her legs were bent backward at the knees, with one branch passing through the crook of her knee and tied to her thigh, while another branch extended from her ankles to the branches on either side. Her body was stretched taut, her thighs forced apart as wide as possible, and she hung suspended in midair. Jin Fu crouched behind the bushes, holding his breath as he continued to watch. Then, a branch of the Electric Tree—one with fine, delicate forks—slowly reached toward the green-haired girl’s chest. The fork on that branch acted like a tiny hook, gently catching the collar of her blouse. With a “rip”... her clothes were torn open. The tear ran from the neckline all the way down to her waist, ripping open the green undershirt she wore beneath as well, exposing a pair of large, rounded breasts. Her breasts were full, shaped almost like perfect spheres; the two pink nipples contracted slightly upon being suddenly exposed to the air, then stood up slightly. The Lightning Tree seemed to take an interest in these two mounds of soft flesh. Several thinner branches sprouted from the main trunk, slowly drawing closer to her breasts before wrapping around them—starting at the base, circling the edges of her areolas, and finally tying a knot just below her nipples. This constricted her breasts tightly at the base, making them protrude even more, like two pouches bound with string. “Ugh—!” The green-haired girl shook her head frantically, her hands tied behind her back struggling desperately to break free, but to no avail. Another branch of the Lightning Tree slid toward her lower body, slipping in at the waistband of her pants and using its forked tip to tear open both her pants and her underwear at once. The tear aligned directly with her vaginal opening, completely exposing her honeyed slit and her anus. Her honeyed slit was a pale pink, covered with a layer of fine, lush, fragrant hair. Forcibly exposed to the air, it contracted nervously, its petals closing slightly, like a flower startled by a sudden fright. Below it, the small orifice of her anus also contracted repeatedly with tension, like a peephole that had revealed a secret. The surrounding Thunder Mushroom Beasts immediately grew excited. It seemed they had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Several Thunder Mushroom Beasts gathered beneath the green-haired girl. Arcs of electricity crackled on their caps, and then they simultaneously unleashed a surge of thunderous power. Those tiny currents, like fine needles, shot from different directions toward the girl’s honeyed slit and anus. “Mmm—!” The green-haired girl’s body jerked violently, and a moan of resistance escaped her throat. Her body twisted violently in midair, but the vines bound her too tightly; she could do nothing but sway slightly. “You—bastards—let me—go—” She shouted angrily, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between her clenched teeth. But the Thunder Mushroom Beasts didn’t care what she was saying. They released another bolt of lightning—slightly weaker than the last, but longer-lasting. The tiny currents ran along the girl’s lower body, then crawled up her lower abdomen all the way to her nipples, finally circling around them. “Mmm… Ah…” The green-haired girl clenched her teeth, trying to stifle the sound, but she couldn’t. Her nipples had actually become erect. Under the continuous stimulation of the electric current, her originally small, pink nipples slowly swelled and hardened, like two prematurely ripened little fruits. The branches of the Electric Tree seemed to sense this change; immediately, several even thinner branches reached out, wrapping around the bases of her nipples and gently tightening, making the two swollen nipples appear even fuller. Several more soft, downy twigs swayed back and forth, teasing the entrance to her honeyed slit. The fine hairs were like tiny feathers, brushing against the outer edges of her most sensitive petals. They gently brushed the edges of her labia, brushed against the tiny flesh-colored nub of her clitoris, and then casually slid toward the entrance to her honeyed cleft, circling the folds there—never entering, yet constantly lingering near that most sensitive area. The green-haired girl’s breathing began to quicken. Her body trembled slightly as she was bound by the branches, her lower abdomen tightening and relaxing, then tightening again. She bit her lip, trying not to make a sound, but beneath her torn shirt, the rise and fall of her chest grew increasingly obvious.

Kinbu bound Yae-miko’s hands behind her back, crossing her wrists. First, he tied a basic knot around her wrists with hemp rope—wrapping it three times, crisscrossing the strands to tighten them, and securing it with a tight knot—then he threaded the end of the rope through the center of the knot and pulled it tight. He applied the rope with even greater care than when he bound Ayaka or Sōmiya—not because he was afraid of hurting her, but because he knew this fox possessed far greater flexibility and strength than an ordinary person, and a rope tied with ordinary force might not truly restrain her. So he wrapped the rope around her wrists one extra time and added another tie just above her elbows, binding her forearms and upper arms together to form a tight “back-hand, small-arm” restraint. This way, her hands—from her wrists to her elbows—were firmly secured behind her back; even if she woke up and tried to struggle, she would have almost no room to move. He took a longer piece of hemp rope, threaded it through the center of the wrist ropes behind her back, ran it upward along her spine to the back of her neck, wrapped it twice around the base of her neck, and tied a knot, securing her hands to her neck. The purpose of this design was that if she regained consciousness and tried to forcefully wriggle her wrists free, the rope would simultaneously tighten around the back of her neck, creating a suffocating sensation. This served as a psychological deterrent, not merely a physical restraint. Next, he used hemp rope to create a diamond-patterned bondage pattern across her chest. Starting just above her shoulders, the rope was wrapped horizontally twice above and twice below her breasts, then crossed between them to form a diamond-shaped grid pattern. Miko Yae had a beautiful figure, with breasts that were perfectly proportioned in both size and shape. Once the rope was tightened, those two soft mounds swelled slightly under the pressure of the rope’s mesh, protruding through the gaps in the diamond pattern. As Kinuo tightened the ropes, his fingertips felt the softness and warmth of her breasts through the fibers of the hemp rope, but he did not linger on this sensation, as he had more important things to do. He took the translucent pink retractable gag out of the box, pried open Yaegami’s jaw, shoved the glans-shaped silicone tip into her mouth, and then fastened the securing strap around the back of her head. At the end of the gag was a small metal switch—the activation button for the expansion mechanism. Kinuo did not press it just yet; he simply secured the gag in her mouth so that her first sensation upon waking would be the humiliation of having her mouth stuffed full, unable to speak or close her jaw. Next, he took the pair of silver pulsating nipple clamps from the box, adjusted their tightness, and clamped them onto her two nipples, which had already become naturally erect from the friction of the rope outfit. The conductive silicone on the inner side of the clamps pressed tightly against the skin of her nipples, while the silver wires at the ends dangled down, hanging in front of her lower abdomen. Kinuo plugged the end of the wire into the thumb-sized remote control, then secured the remote with tape to the ropes around her lower back—where it wouldn’t be easily touched and wouldn’t detract from the overall visual effect. He then took out the deep purple enema plug, coated its surface with the lubricant included in the box, and, with one hand spreading Yae Mikoto’s buttocks and the other holding the plug, slowly pushed it into her anus. The plug was quite large—about as thick as an adult’s wrist—and met with noticeable resistance as it entered. Even with time frozen, her sphincter still contracted instinctively. However, the system-produced lubricant worked exceptionally well, and under Kinuo’s steady, even thrusts, the anal plug slid in bit by bit. When the entire teardrop-shaped anal plug was fully submerged inside her, with only the tail tube and reservoir bag protruding, he heard a faint “click”—the sound of the internal locking mechanism automatically engaging. He picked up the transparent reservoir, glanced at it, turned the dosage dial to the maximum of 500 milliliters, and then switched the control to the “slow-release” setting. The micro-pump inside the reservoir began to operate silently, pushing the liquid from the reservoir drop by drop into the tube, flowing toward the anal plug already deeply embedded in her intestines. “…Her anus has been trained,” Kin’o murmured as he operated the device. Hatsune leaned in to take a look: “How do you know?” “It went in too smoothly,” Kinbu said, straightening up to check that the anal plug’s tubing was securely connected. “It’s her first time using an anal plug of this size. Without prior dilation and training, it’s impossible for it to slide all the way in so easily. Her anal sphincter offered almost no resistance as the plug passed through its widest point—that’s not a natural trait; it’s the result of long-term use of similar devices.” Hatsune fell silent for a moment, then let out a sigh filled with mixed emotions: “…That fox sure knows how to play.” Nobuo didn’t respond; instead, he picked up the last item from the box—the wearable sex machine. First, he applied a thick layer of lubricant to the bionic silicone surface of the device, then lifted one of Yae Mikoto’s legs and aligned the tip of the device with the entrance to her already slightly moist vagina—a natural physiological reaction her body had produced unconsciously while he was tying her up and attaching the nipple clamps. A translucent liquid trickled down the inside of her thigh, leaving a thin trail. He slowly pushed the cannon into her until the bionic glans reached the deepest point. The sensation was completely different from inserting an anal plug; the inside of Yae Kamiko’s honeyed passage was warm and tight, and the intricate vascular patterns on the surface of the bionic silicone created a lifelike sensation of friction as they came into contact with her inner walls. After fully inserting it, Kinuo paused for a moment, feeling the natural contractions inside her that enveloped the tip of the dildo. Then he began adjusting the dildo’s straps, wrapping the elastic straps around her lower back, crossing them above her lower abdomen, and fastening them securely at her sides. The three straps secured the dildo firmly to her body; no matter how much she writhed once she regained consciousness, it would not fall off or shift out of place. Kinbu connected the control cable extending from the remote control at her lower back to the device’s port, allowing him to simultaneously control the nipple clamps’ pulses and the device’s power and speed using the same remote. With all this done, Yae Kamiko stood frozen in the center of the study. Her hands were bound behind her back and connected by a rope to the nape of her neck, forcing her shoulders to spread backward and her chest to thrust forward. The diamond-patterned rope binding her chest wove a neat diamond-shaped grid, constricting her breasts into a slightly swollen shape. Silver pulsating nipple clamps gripped her engorged, erect nipples, glinting coldly in the twilight. The pink, extendable gag was stuffed into her mouth, its retention strap tightened behind her head, carving two soft indentations into the sides of her cheeks. The straps hanging from her waist were connected to the black sex machine below her lower abdomen; the machine’s front end was already fully embedded inside her, with only the base pressed tightly against her perineum. A trail of clear fluid ran down the inside of her thigh—body fluids secreted unconsciously by her body, some of which had been forced in and out by the thrusting of the device. A deep purple enema plug was embedded in her anus; a thin, supple, transparent tube extended from the base of the plug, connecting to a reservoir bag hanging at her waist, the liquid inside which was diminishing drop by drop at a rate imperceptible to the naked eye. Her posture remained elegant; even bound as she was, even with a gag in her mouth and her body adorned with various devices, her stance still exuded a natural composure. It was as if she had been frozen in the middle of a performance she did not resist.

He grabbed Yaegami Miko’s wrist and dragged her toward Narukami Grand Shrine. “Hey, hey, hey, Kin’o, what are you doing?” Yaegami teased as he dragged her along. “Are you planning to do something to me inside the shrine?” “Yes, I do want to do something to you,” Kin’o said through gritted teeth. He dragged Yaegami to her bedchamber. It was a spacious Japanese-style room with tatami mats on the floor, and a wardrobe and a small table in the corner. Kin’o pinned Yaegami to the bed and pulled a restraint frame out of his backpack. This was a metal restraint frame he’d specifically redeemed from the system store—one capable of securing a person in all sorts of humiliating positions. It had originally been intended for Kage, but now it seemed like a good idea to test it out first on this gloating, slutty fox. “ “Oh, little Kinbu, you brought something like this?” Upon seeing the restraint frame, Yaegaki not only showed no fear but became even more excited. “Looks like you’ve been prepared for this for a while.” “Shut up,” Kinbu said. “If I don’t have you completely under control today, I’ll write my name backward. ” With that, he began securing Yaegami Miko to the restraint frame. The restraint frame was ingeniously designed, featuring a horizontal crossbar with two height-adjustable upright posts at each end. At each end of the crossbar were a set of handcuffs and a set of leg irons, capable of securing a person’s limbs. Kinbu first secured Yaegami Miko’s hands to the handcuffs at either end of the crossbar, then fastened her legs to the footcuffs. He adjusted the height of the upright posts so that Yaegami Miko’s body formed a Z-shape. Her body was parallel to the ground, her legs folded, and her arms stretched straight behind her; she was completely secured to the restraint frame, kneeling in midair. “Hmm… this position…” Yaegami looked down at herself, and a faint blush finally spread across her face. Her body was secured in a Z-shape; her large breasts hung downward under the force of gravity, and her two nipples swayed in the air. Her pussy was completely exposed, its pink, fleshy slit glistening with moisture under the lights. “We’re not done yet.” ” Kinuo said, pulling out a thin piece of wire and securing Yae Kamiko’s hair to the top of the restraint frame, forcing her head high into the air. He then took out two metal nipple clamps, clamped them onto the slutty vixen’s already swollen nipples, and tied them to the support bar behind her with a thin cord. Next, Kinbu pulled a massive anal bead set out of his bag. It was a massage wand consisting of multiple small beads strung together, designed to be inserted into the anus one by one. This set had ten beads, each about the size of an egg, with smooth, streamlined surfaces. When Yae Mikoto saw the anal beads, her eyes widened: “That’s way too big!” Nishio ignored her, coated the beads with lubricant, aimed them at her anus, and began inserting them one by one. As the first bead entered, Yae Kamiko’s body jerked violently, and she let out a muffled groan: “Ugh—!” The second, the third… With each bead that entered, her body would tremble violently. The sensation of her anus being stretched brought her both pain and pleasure, and her love juices began to flow from her pussy. Once all ten beads were inside, Kinuo patted her butt: “How does it feel?” “Mmm… so full… so good…” Yae Mikoto let out a muffled moan—it was hard to tell if it was from pain or pleasure. “It’s not over yet,” said Kinuo as he pulled out a vibrating dildo and positioned it behind Yae Mikoto’s pussy. The dildo was thick, its surface covered in raised dots, and a full twenty centimeters long. He aimed the dildo at the entrance to Yaegami Miko’s pussy, then flipped the switch. “Bzzz—” The dildo slowly rose, aligned itself, then thrust in violently— “Mmmph—!”