Heavenly Phoenix, Bound Phoenix

Eighteen years passed like flowing water, and the world grew increasingly chaotic. Smoke billows rose from endless conflicts, bandits roamed freely, and natural disasters and man-made calamities brought untold suffering to the common people, proving that the great tribulation of heaven and earth foretold by True Person Ningxiang was no mere fabrication. The destined one, Su Tianfeng, had also transformed from an infant into a beautiful young woman of eighteen. Of course, due to her circumstances, she appeared to outsiders as a handsome and dashing young gentleman. From birth, she had been initiated into the inheritance of the "Heavenly Phoenix Binding Phoenix Art." From the time she could remember, she had been cultivating under the guidance of True Person Ningxiang, and at the age of eight, she began her true binding practice. Her first subject was her mother, Mu Xuerou. Later, at Mu Xuerou's instigation, True Person Ningxiang also became a practice subject for her binding. However, once Su Tianfeng's binding techniques became proficient enough that she no longer caused harm to her subjects, the two beautiful women stopped letting her bind them. They personally selected four young maids, all of exquisite beauty, exceptional talent, and the same age as Su Tianfeng, to be her practice subjects and to attend to her daily needs. Su Tianfeng named them Xian, Yu, Xiang, and Meng, collectively calling them the "Four Beauties of Binding." Under Su Tianfeng's training, the Four Beauties not only developed supple bodies that were resilient to binding but also mastered exquisite binding techniques, becoming Su Tianfeng's capable assistants in binding beautiful women. After Su Tianfeng came of age at fifteen, she established a separate inner manor within the estate to house the "Phoenix Slaves" she had bound and conquered, naming it the "Phoenix Binding Garden." This garden was managed by the Four Beauties of Binding. Su Tianfeng laid down a rule: apart from herself and the Four Beauties of Binding, all other women who entered the Phoenix Binding Garden were to be bound, and her mother, Mu Xuerou, was no exception. At the entrance to the Phoenix Binding Garden stood a "Beautiful Binding Pavilion," used for binding women entering the garden, and at the exit, a "Binding Release Pavilion," for untying women leaving the garden. Since the Phoenix Slaves were kept in a state of binding in their daily lives, the Four Beauties trained a group of maids skilled in binding techniques to attend to their daily needs. They also trained a group of maids capable of working while bound to maintain the normal operation of the Phoenix Binding Garden. These maids were also subject to binding; depending on their duties, a certain degree of freedom of movement might be allowed, but they were to be bound more tightly during their nightly rest. The Phoenix Binding Garden was vast, divided into over a dozen individual courtyards, each with a distinct style to cater to the preferences of different Phoenix Slaves. When Su Tianfeng turned eighteen, besides herself, there were only three other residents in the Phoenix Binding Garden, and only one true Phoenix Slave. Only by forging a contract with the Phoenix Master and establishing a spiritual connection could one be called a Phoenix Slave. Su Tianfeng's residence was named the Golden Phoenix Courtyard. The other three were Mingxin Residence, where Mu Xuerou lived; Listening Wind Pavilion, where Mu Xuerou's senior sister, Shui Lingxiao, resided; and Warm Mist Pavilion, the residence of Mu Xuerou's personal guard, Leng Yanlan. Additionally, there was a courtyard that had already been named and marked but remained unoccupied. This courtyard belonged to True Person Ningxiang and was named Tranquil Heart Residence. True Person Ningxiang had left the Marquis's estate when Su Tianfeng was twelve, stating she was going to investigate the truth of the great tribulation. However, Mu Xuerou believed she was avoiding Su Tianfeng, as she had never returned in all these years, communicating only through letters. Su Tianfeng was particularly attached to her beautiful master who had taught her cultivation. On several occasions, accompanied by Mu Xuerou, she had ventured out to search for traces of her, but all efforts were in vain. When the Phoenix Binding Garden was being constructed, Su Tianfeng had deliberately built this courtyard according to True Person Ningxiang's preferences, to express her longing. Su Tianfeng, Mu Xuerou, and Leng Yanlan also had their own residences in the outer courtyard. After all, they were the mistresses and managers of the Marquis's estate and had their own daily affairs to attend to, making it impossible for them to reside in the Phoenix Binding Garden for extended periods. Therefore, the only one who permanently resided in the Phoenix Binding Garden was Shui Lingxiao, who was also Su Tianfeng's only Phoenix Slave. As for why her senior martial aunt was bound in the Phoenix Binding Garden and became her Phoenix Slave, that story began three years prior. Su Tianfeng usually disguised herself as a man using illusions in front of outsiders, so her coming-of-age ceremony had to be conducted in secret. With True Person Ningxiang absent, Mu Xuerou thought of inviting her master and senior sister to participate in her daughter's ceremony, to witness her growth together. However, when Mu Xuerou returned to their sect with Su Tianfeng, they were horrified to discover that their master had vanished and their senior sister, Shui Lingxiao, lay pale and unconscious in the training room. Fortunately, Shui Lingxiao was merely unconscious, but her injuries were severe, and she could not be awakened. At this moment, Su Tianfeng excitedly suggested to Mu Xuerou that she use her newly mastered Binding Phoenix True Qi to heal her senior martial aunt. "Feng'er, you just want to bind your senior martial aunt because you think she's beautiful, don't you!" Mu Xuerou saw through her daughter's little scheme at a glance. "No, Mother, don't talk nonsense. I just want to wake up Senior Martial Aunt!" Su Tianfeng said, her words contradicting her true feelings. After some consideration, Mu Xuerou agreed to her daughter's request, as there was no better solution at the time, and it would only be a slight inconvenience for her senior sister. With her mother's consent, Su Tianfeng excitedly took out the golden Binding Phoenix Rope and bound Shui Lingxiao's slender body tightly from head to toe. Then, she channeled the Binding Phoenix True Qi through the rope to heal Shui Lingxiao's entire body. Upon waking, Shui Lingxiao immediately sensed the abnormality of her body and asked Mu Xuerou why she had been bound. Mu Xuerou explained that it was for healing and could not be undone for a short period. Shui Lingxiao did not insist on being unbound. While still bound, she explained the cause and effect to Mu Xuerou. It turned out that several years ago, their master had obtained an ancient cultivation manual. After comprehending it, she had an epiphany and left months ago to seek immortal destiny. Before leaving, she had passed the ancient scroll and her insights to Shui Lingxiao, warning her to be cautious during cultivation. However, Shui Lingxiao became engrossed in the path of immortal cultivation and, in her absorption, forgot her master's warning. This led to her true qi becoming violent and chaotic, destroying her meridians. If Mu Xuerou and Su Tianfeng had not arrived in time, Shui Lingxiao would have perished. Shui Lingxiao's expression turned somber. With her meridians severed and her foundation damaged, even if her life was saved, her cultivation would be lost, and she would have no further chance at immortality. Mu Xuerou didn't know what to say and embraced her for comfort. At this moment, Su Tianfeng stepped forward and said, "I have a way to repair Senior Martial Aunt's damaged meridians and restore her cultivation, but it will require her to endure some hardship for a while." "What do you mean?" Shui Lingxiao's eyes regained a flicker of spirit. Mu Xuerou also understood Su Tianfeng's intention and explained to Shui Lingxiao, "Senior Sister, Feng'er wants to bind you with the Binding Phoenix Rope like this, and slowly repair your meridians." "Binding Phoenix Rope?" Shui Lingxiao looked down at the golden rope binding her body. Mu Xuerou explained the peculiar and wondrous nature of the "Heavenly Phoenix Binding Phoenix Art." After listening, Shui Lingxiao pondered for a moment, then asked, "How long will it take?" "It will take about two to three years. Senior Martial Aunt need not worry about your cultivation stagnating. After the initial repair of your meridians, you can continue to cultivate. The Binding Phoenix Rope has strong control and guiding abilities, and you need not fear qi backlash while bound. Senior Martial Aunt can confidently comprehend and study that ancient cultivation manual." Su Tianfeng's explanation was undoubtedly a strong temptation for the cultivation-obsessed Shui Lingxiao. She glanced at Mu Xuerou, then stared at Su Tianfeng for a long time, her red lips parting to utter two words: "Agreed!" Following this, Su Tianfeng performed further treatments on Shui Lingxiao, restoring her basic mobility and temporarily releasing her from the binding. Then, presided over by Mu Xuerou, Shui Lingxiao personally styled Su Tianfeng's long hair and inserted a hairpin, completing Su Tianfeng's coming-of-age ceremony, signifying her official adulthood. Afterward, Su Tianfeng bound Shui Lingxiao's beautiful body once more, draped a cloak over her for concealment, and thus brought Shui Lingxiao back to the Marquis's estate. The Phoenix Binding Garden was then constructed, and Shui Lingxiao took up residence in Listening Wind Pavilion, where she lived for three years. As she was the only permanent resident in the vast Phoenix Binding Garden, Mu Xuerou, fearing she would be lonely, often came to play chess and chat with her. Although Shui Lingxiao had grown accustomed to solitude during her mountain cultivation and did not feel lonely even with Su Tianfeng's frequent teasing and harassment, she was still pleased by her junior sister's closeness. However, being naturally detached, she never outwardly displayed her emotions. One day, Mu Xuerou came to play chess with Shui Lingxiao again. Being within the Phoenix Binding Garden, both sisters' bodies were bound. Shui Lingxiao was dressed in a lake-blue robe. The golden Binding Phoenix Rope bound her hands behind her back, securing her arms to her sides. Her chest was accentuated by the perfect curves formed by the upper and lower ropes pressing against it. Her legs were bound from the upper thighs to the knees, allowing her to walk only with her lower legs. Mu Xuerou wore a white, wide-sleeved long dress adorned with intricate patterns, looking extremely luxurious. The ropes binding her body were pure white and almost invisible beneath the cover of her voluminous sleeves. The two sat opposite each other at the chessboard. Since their hands were bound behind their backs, neither of them held the chess pieces themselves; instead, they verbally stated the coordinates, and a young maid beside them would place the pieces. The two maids were also bound. Their upper body bindings only extended to the elbows, with their upper arms secured tightly to their bodies and their chests constricted. Their forearms, however, could move within a certain range. On their backs, there was an empty rope loop connected to the ropes at their shoulders and waists. By reaching their hands into these loops and tightening the knots, they could secure their forearms behind their backs. Beside her, Fu Xue, seeing this, was about to follow but was pulled into Su Tianfeng's embrace. "Since your mistress is unwilling, you, this maid, will take her punishment. Come to Golden Wutong Courtyard tonight, do you understand, Little Xue'er?" Fu Xue nodded shyly. "Good girl!" Su Tianfeng stroked the red gag in her mouth and her parted lips. "Hurry and catch up to your mistress, she's running so fast, it would be bad if she fell!" Su Tianfeng's concern was clearly excessive; with Mu Xuerou's martial arts, she could scale walls and leap over eaves even while bound. Fu Xue nodded and quickly followed, her knees bound yet moving with astonishing speed, revealing her exceptional lightness skill. Su Tianfeng turned and entered Tingfeng Pavilion, finding Shui Lingxiao and Zi Wei strolling. Without a word, she scooped up Shui Lingxiao and, using her lightness skill, entered the room in a few leaps. Zi Wei, clearly not experiencing this for the first time, knew not to disturb her master's pleasure. She found a shady spot to rest, awaiting her master's summons. Su Tianfeng carried Shui Lingxiao to the soft, large bed and kissed her cheek. As she leaned in to kiss her lips, Shui Lingxiao turned her head, evading the kiss. "Didn't I say I couldn't accompany you today because I was practicing? Why are you still here?" "Naturally, I'm here to thank my martial aunt. My mother almost agreed today; what did you say to her?" "It has nothing to do with me. Your junior sister already has you in her heart, she just can't get past her own mental block." "Mother... does she truly have me in her heart? Not the care a mother has for her daughter, but the affection between lovers?" Su Tianfeng asked, a little nervously. "You're still just a little girl. Do you need to differentiate so clearly between mother-daughter affection and lover's affection? If she weren't your mother, would you have had the chance to interact like this? If she became your lover, would she cease to be your mother? What's important is that you can be together, that's more important than anything!" Shui Lingxiao said, her tone like that of an elder admonishing a junior. "Martial aunt speaks wisely, your niece has learned!" Su Tianfeng said, then changed the subject. "However, it is I, this little girl, who has tamed a celestial beauty like martial aunt in bed, making her completely submissive, at my beck and call!" As she spoke, she licked Shui Lingxiao's crystal-clear earlobe. Shui Lingxiao, worthy of being a cultivator, remained unfazed by such provocative words. Instead, she retorted, "If you had treated me like you did back then, binding your mother to the bed and tormenting her for three days and three nights, she would have long since been obedient and devoted to you!" "But that's my mother, how could I bring myself to do that?" "Then how could you bring yourself to do that to martial aunt?" Shui Lingxiao asked with a faint smile. "An impulse, a momentary impulse!" Su Tianfeng said sheepishly. "One impulse led you to tie me up and play with me for three whole days and nights? One impulse led you to use your Bound Phoenix True Qi to arouse me, turning me into a wanton woman? One impulse led you to control my pleasure, insisting I beg for it before you would satisfy me? One impulse led you to make me lick your feet? One impulse led you to make me drink my own dew? One impulse led you to... *gulp*..." Su Tianfeng kissed Shui Lingxiao's lips, silencing the embarrassing accusations. Although Shui Lingxiao appeared calm about everything, she was utterly defenseless against Su Tianfeng's advances. As Su Tianfeng captured her tongue, kissing her deeply, Shui Lingxiao's body went soft. When the kiss ended, Shui Lingxiao's face was slightly flushed. She let out a soft hum, "You little rascal, when you can't win an argument, you resort to physical actions!" "Who told martial aunt to insist on leaving back then? A woman I've bound, I will never let go!" Su Tianfeng clasped Shui Lingxiao's hands behind her back. "It was you who lied to me, saying it would take two or three years to repair my meridians. Who knew it would be healed in two months? I wasn't used to being bound back then, so of course, I wanted to leave!" "It's a good thing you didn't leave, otherwise, if you went into qi deviation again practicing the 'Forget Dust Sutra,' even an immortal couldn't save you!" Su Tianfeng moved her hands to the front, cupping Shui Lingxiao's full, jade-like breasts and kneading them. "This cultivation technique can only be practiced while bound by the Phoenix Binding Rope. This is fate given by heaven; martial aunt, you are destined to be bound by me for a lifetime!" "I will soon reach completion, and then I won't need the Phoenix Binding Rope anymore!" Shui Lingxiao hummed comfortably as Su Tianfeng's jade hands massaged her. "Even so, I won't untie you. Martial aunt, you will still be bound by me for a lifetime!" Su Tianfeng said with a smile. "Who wants to be untied? Ever since you planted the Phoenix Seal on me, I've become a phoenix slave, completely obedient to you. How can I leave you?" Shui Lingxiao said, feigning sorrow. "I didn't force you. Although the Bound Phoenix Technique is domineering, if a woman does not consent, the Phoenix Seal cannot be forcibly planted." "You didn't force me. You just played with me until I was on the verge of ecstasy and death, then took advantage of my weakness and enticed me to plant the Phoenix Seal." Shui Lingxiao gave Su Tianfeng a sidelong glance. Su Tianfeng let out a clear laugh and whispered into Shui Lingxiao's ear, "My Bound Phoenix Art is also close to breaking through. Once I condense my Phoenix Root, I will officially take your virginity and let you experience the taste of ecstasy and death!" Shui Lingxiao did not act like a shy young girl. Instead, she gave Su Tianfeng a seductive glance. "Alright, I've been waiting for this day for a long time!" “But I can’t hold back any longer! Just the Miss’s fingers alone are driving me wild with pleasure! Fuxiang, don’t you also end up dripping with arousal every time the Miss touches you?” “You’re so loose-lipped—you deserve a spanking!” Fuxiang spat out lightly. The two beauties teased each other as they gradually tied the long Fuhuang Rope around Cheng Zihan’s slender, graceful body. Su Tianfeng had strict requirements regarding the bondage techniques the Four Beauties used when hunting for women, and they were not allowed to alter them at will. The specific method was the same as the one used on Li Chengyue earlier; the gags must also be made from the women’s own underwear—a particular fetish of Su Tianfeng’s. Fuxiang was in charge of binding the upper body. Following the same method used on Li Chengyue earlier, she first bound Cheng Zihan’s arms tightly behind her back and suspended them high above her head, with her wrists hanging near her neck. She then used several ropes to secure the arms to the body, wrapping them around to the front to tightly cinch and accentuate her breasts. Next, Fu Xiang placed a soft red ball in Cheng Zihan’s palm, then closed her hand, forming her delicate hands into a dainty little fist. The soft ball in her palm kept her hand open, preventing her from clenching her fist tightly to create space to break free. Then, Fuxiang tied a soft silk ribbon around her wrist and wrapped it tightly around the entire fist, lap after lap, before returning to the wrist to tie a secure knot. Finally, a square, thin white silk scarf was wrapped around the fist secured by the ribbon, and a thin cord was tied tightly around her wrist. Fu Xiang then performed the same procedure on Cheng Zihan’s other hand, thus completing the binding of her upper body. Fuxiang carefully inspected the key knots to ensure there were no oversights. If this highly skilled female warrior managed to break free, given her and Fomeng’s martial arts abilities, subduing her again would be nothing short of a pipe dream. Meanwhile, Fa Meng’s task of binding Cheng Zihan’s legs was much simpler. However, the first thing Fa Meng did was not to tie her up, but to remove Cheng Zihan’s underwear to obtain a specific tool for gagging her. Fomo first removed Cheng Zihan’s blue embroidered shoes, revealing a pair of dainty jade-like feet clad in pale yellow gauze stockings. A faint scent of wisteria drifted into her nostrils, leaving her utterly enchanted. Fà Mèng thought to herself how unfortunate it was—this heroine’s feet smelled so lovely. If it weren’t for her mistress’s prohibition, she would definitely have taken a good whiff and licked them. Regarding the beautiful women captured outside, Su Tianfeng had strictly forbidden any lewd behavior toward them while on the road. Aside from necessary restraints and certain disciplinary measures, they were to be treated with the utmost respect at all other times and conduct themselves as maidservants. Fà Mèng reluctantly tore her gaze away from those alluring jade feet and resumed her task. She lifted Cheng Zihan’s long purple skirt, removed her purple gauze trousers, and revealed the pink silk panties covering her intimate area. Fao Meng carefully removed the panties, replaced them with a new pair of pure white silk panties for Cheng Zihan, and then pulled her long pants back on. She did not let the skirt fall back into place; after all, she would soon need to bind the legs hidden beneath it. She held the pink panties up to her nose to take a whiff; they carried the same wisteria scent, though the fragrance was considerably more intense than the one on her jade-like feet. Fò Mèng folded the panties into a small bundle, pried open Cheng Zihan’s small mouth, and stuffed them in bit by bit, filling her rosy lips until they bulged. As she shoved the panties in, Fà Mèng mused on the wonders of fate: Just a moment ago, you pulled the panties out of my mouth, and now I’m stuffing them back into yours. It gave her a sense of destiny—that the woman beneath her was meant to be captured by her. Next, Fà Mèng used a white silk scarf to cover Cheng Zihan’s slightly parted lips, preventing her from pushing the underwear out with her tongue. With Cheng Zihan’s little mouth securely gagged, Fomeng turned her gaze back to her slender legs. She’d caught a glimpse of them earlier when removing the panties—straight, long, white, and smooth—but, fearing she might not be able to resist fondling them, she’d forced herself to look away. Now, these beautiful legs were encased in a pair of purple sheer tights; the purple fabric was as light as mist, faintly revealing an intoxicating allure. Fà Mèng brought her two plump thighs together, then tied them from the base of her thighs down to her knees. Layer upon layer of rope bound her thighs tightly together; once the long skirt was lowered, there was not the slightest hint of anything amiss from the outside. With that, Cheng Zihan’s binding was complete. As Fomeng helped her put on her shoes, she asked Foxiang, “What do we do next? This heroine doesn’t seem as docile and easygoing as Miss Li. If she doesn’t cooperate, we won’t be able to take her with us on our journey!” “Have you forgotten that move our mistress taught us—‘Red String Love Beans’? If she doesn’t cooperate, we’ll use that on her. If that still doesn’t work, we’ll just have to knock her out and take her back. But that would be a hassle—and it would take away a lot of the fun!” Feng Meng’s eyes lit up. “Right! How could I have forgotten that! We’ve all experienced the power of the red thread—I just don’t believe this female warrior can resist it! Don’t worry—using this will definitely make her as docile as a lamb!” “We’ve been talking for ages, and we still don’t even know the heroine’s name—we’ve just been calling her ‘heroine’ this and ‘heroine’ that!” said Fu Xiang. “Let’s ask her tomorrow when we change the underwear stuffed in her mouth. She’ll be a bit more cooperative then. If we ask her now, I’m afraid she won’t tell us!” ” “You’re right. Let’s wake the heroine up right now and give her a little training first, so she doesn’t cause any trouble tomorrow!” Fu Xiang took out the antidote and administered it to Cheng Zihan. “ I think Miss Li needs some training too. It’s her first time being bound, and her body isn’t used to it yet. She moves so unnaturally that even with the cloak covering her, there’s no guarantee people won’t notice something’s off. Tonight went smoothly because we planned everything carefully, but if we run into any unexpected situations, it might not go so well! We absolutely must train her to walk while tightly bound!” Fu Meng suddenly suggested. “That makes sense! We untied her earlier when we disguised her as you. Go re-tie her up. I’ll explain the situation to the heroine and see how she reacts,” Fu Xiang said. Just then, Cheng Zihan slowly came to, only to find her body tightly bound from head to knee, with only her calves free to move. Cheng Zihan tried to circulate her true qi; it flowed normally within her body, but the moment it touched the ropes on the outside, it immediately retreated. She was completely powerless against the ropes binding her entire body. At that moment, Fu Xiang spoke up to clear up her confusion: “ “Don’t waste your energy, heroine. This ‘Bao Huang Rope’ is specifically designed to bind martial artists of your caliber. It’s impervious to blades and spears, resistant to fire and water, and prevents the projection of true qi. Once bound with it, it’s absolutely impossible to break free on your own!” Unable to use her formidable martial arts skills, bound in such a humiliating position, and with her mouth tightly gagged—leaving her unable even to scream in frustration—Cheng Zihan kicked her legs about in exasperation to express her discontent. Fuxiang helped Cheng Zihan to the bedside and laid her flat on the bed. Then, she grabbed the front of Cheng Zihan's clothes and slowly pulled them away from the ropes that bound her. First, the outer robe, then the middle garment, and finally, the inner clothing was removed, revealing a white chemise adorned with ink bamboo patterns. Cheng Zihan twisted her body in terror, trying to escape, but Fuxiang held her down firmly on the bed. Fuxiang reached out and untied the ribbon of the chemise at the back of Cheng Zihan's neck, pulling it down to reveal a pair of plump, crystalline breasts, their tips, like two red beans, standing proudly erect. Fuxiang took out two thin threads, one red and one white, both translucent and shimmering. "This is the Red Thread of Lovesickness. Red and white alternate, water and fire flow. As for the Lovesickness Beans, they are the two red beans on your chest. The threads bind the beans, speaking of endless longing! My lady, are you ready?" Fuxiang's explanation was as beautiful as a poem, but Cheng Zihan's heart turned cold. She now understood the meaning of the Red Thread of Lovesickness. As Cheng Zihan watched with terrified eyes, Fuxiang used the white thread to tie the base of her left nipple. A chilling sensation made Cheng Zihan shiver. Then, Fuxiang used the thread to wrap around the nipple, weaving a small net that enclosed it entirely. Next, Fuxiang used the red thread to tie the right nipple in the same manner. This thread brought a burning sensation to Cheng Zihan. Fuxiang tightened both the red and white threads, then brought them together. The two threads merged, turning transparent, and then further dissolved into invisibility. This was the most magical aspect of the Red Thread of Lovesickness. Once completed, the threads would become ethereal, only perceptible to the binder and the bound. At this moment, one end of the red thread was tied to Cheng Zihan's nipples, while the other was wrapped around Fuxiang's finger. Although there was a distance between them, within the effective range, Fuxiang only needed to flick her finger to tug at Cheng Zihan's nipples, simultaneously making her feel the alternating sensations of cold and heat, a dual torment of ice and fire. The intense stimulation, like the pangs of longing, transcended space and time, continuous and unending, hence the name "Red Thread of Lovesickness." Fuxiang manipulated her finger, teasing Cheng Zihan's sensitive nerves with varying rhythms and frequencies. She watched as Cheng Zihan writhed on the bed in disheveled clothes, her low moans continuous. "My lady, how does it feel? Do you still want to cooperate and deliver yourself to my mistress to be her slave consort?" Fuxiang posed the illogical question again. Cheng Zihan lowered her head, motionless. Fuxiang found it strange and crouched down to look. She was immediately shocked. Cheng Zihan's face was flushed with shame, and her usually spirited eyes were now misty, on the verge of tears. This caught Fuxiang completely off guard. She had never imagined such a situation and didn't know what to do. She wanted to hold Cheng Zihan and comfort her softly, but she dared not overstep. This lady was meant to be a slave consort for her mistress; such intimacy could only be done by the mistress. Fuxiang quickly called for Fubao to discuss the matter. It was Fubao, with her quick mind, who suggested untying Li Chengyue's mouth restraint so she could persuade and comfort Cheng Zihan. Fuxiang, as if grasping a lifeline, readily agreed. The two maids briefly explained the situation to Li Chengyue and asked if she was willing to comfort Cheng Zihan. After Li Chengyue nodded in agreement, they untied the silk scarf from her mouth and removed the undergarment. Li Chengyue was a little worried about Cheng Zihan and didn't pay attention to what she was taking out of her mouth. She walked to the bedside and saw Cheng Zihan's disheveled state, her face immediately darkening. "Why are you bullying her like this?" Li Chengyue turned back and questioned Fuxiang and Fubao. She had been practicing walking and hadn't noticed what was happening here. Fuxiang flinched at Li Chengyue's imposing presence and stammered, "She... she wouldn't cooperate, so I wanted to teach her a lesson. I just didn't expect, how could she, a lady, cry like this?" "If she wouldn't cooperate, you could have persuaded her. How could you torment her body to break her spirit? Acting like this, what's the difference between you and those wicked villains? Do you know why I've been cooperating with you?" Li Chengyue asked. "Is it because we promised to save your two maids?" Fubao replied. "Exactly! At first, I saw that although your methods were a bit unorthodox, your hearts were still set on the right path. That's why I decided to cooperate with you as much as possible. You captured and bound this lady warrior in self-defense, and I don't think that was wrong. But to disregard another's feelings and force them to accept conditions they don't wish to accept by tormenting their body, that is a grave mistake! Is there truly no better solution to this matter?" "Wow! Miss Li, you look so imposing, almost as much as my mistress!" Fubao exclaimed inappropriately. After several weeks of cultivation, the instances of qi losing control became fewer and fewer. The abundant qi flowed smoothly through the meridians, pushing the realm of the "Forget Dust Sutra" towards completion. Ziwei returned to her room, preparing to bind herself in the "Flying Celestial Maiden" style as instructed by Shui Lingxiao. This was no simple self-binding; it required the assistance of certain mechanisms. Ziwei's room was equipped with various ropes, pulleys, and suspension rings, which, when assembled correctly, could aid in complex self-binding. Ziwei recalled the steps for the "Flying Celestial Maiden" binding, assembled the auxiliary device piece by piece, and once confirmed, began the binding process. The first step was naturally to gag herself with her own panties. To satisfy Su Tianfeng's peculiar tastes, this was a daily compulsory exercise for the mistresses and maids in the Phoenix Binding Garden. She removed the panties she had worn all day, now fragrant with her body's scent, and stuffed them into her mouth, then put on a fresh pair. At the same time, she changed into a beautiful flying celestial maiden dress, adding long flowing ribbons to the garment. She then used a ribbon to blindfold her lips, tied a knot, and let the remaining part hang down her back. Ziwei tightly bound her left leg in a folded position, bringing her knee up and securing it to the ropes around her chest. She then stood steadily on her right leg, with her left thigh raised high and her toes pointed downwards. Next, she attached several ropes, threaded through pulleys and tied to suspension rings, to her chest, back, waist, left knee, and right ankle. The ends of the control ropes were positioned where her hands could reach them behind her back. With these more complex operations completed, she could then bind her hands behind her back. Ziwei used a pre-woven rope loop to gradually tighten and bring her arms together behind her, binding them in the "Rear-Hand Guanyin" pose. Then, she reached behind her back to manipulate the five pulleys, slowly lifting her body off the ground and into the air. By controlling the length of each rope, she maintained a balanced posture in mid-air. She leaned forward, her head slightly raised, her arms bound together behind her back. Her chest was lifted high, her left leg bent, and her right leg stretched straight behind her. Adorned by the celestial maiden dress and flowing ribbons, she resembled a celestial maiden soaring through the wind. Ziwei was very satisfied with her performance, the only regret being that her master had not witnessed her perfect execution. Having been busy all day and performing a difficult self-binding, Ziwei was feeling tired. As she closed her eyes, ready to sleep, she suddenly heard a voice. "Little Xue'er, what do you think of Little Ziwei's 'Flying Celestial Maiden' binding?" "It's perfect, so beautiful!" Ziwei's eyes snapped open. Su Tianfeng stood below, holding Fu Xue, and was smiling as she looked up at her. Ziwei jolted, almost losing her balance. Why were Miss and Fu Xue here? Su Tianfeng soon provided the answer: "I just wanted to check on Elder Martial Brother's training, but I didn't expect such a delightful surprise!" Then, her gaze shifted to Fu Xue, who was nestled in her arms. "Little Xue'er, why don't you also bind yourself in the same pose? You and Little Ziwei can form a beautiful scene of two immortals dancing for me!" Fu Xue obediently responded and began to bind herself. The first step, of course, was to gag herself. However, Su Tianfeng reached out and took Fu Xue's discarded silk panties, her delicate hand caressing Fu Xue's cherry lips. "There's no need to gag yourself. Your little tongue will be useful later!" "And the ropes below need to be loosened too!" Su Tianfeng waved her hand, undoing the rope that was binding Fu Xue's legs together. Fu Xue then skillfully bound herself into the "Flying Celestial Maiden" pose, suspended in the air opposite Ziwei, their gazes meeting. Su Tianfeng gestured with both hands, and the ropes binding the two maids moved according to her will. First, like a slithering snake, the ribbon covering Ziwei's mouth was unwound, entering her mouth and pulling out the thoroughly soaked panties. Simultaneously, her newly changed panties were removed, and the rope binding her lower body was loosened. The two maids were suddenly bare beneath their skirts, with no obstruction beyond the mysterious paradise. Under Su Tianfeng's control, the ropes in the air pulled and tugged at the maids' bodies, making them dance in mid-air like true celestial maidens, their skirts and ribbons fluttering in the wind. They twirled towards each other, crossed paths, and soared up and down, performing a dazzling array of movements in the air. Both had excited expressions, their joyful cries filling the air as they reveled in the sensation of flying freely through the sky. Suddenly, Su Tianfeng's hand movements changed, and the two women drew close, their faces touching. Su Tianfeng stopped them just as their lips were about to meet, teasing, "Ziwei, Xue'er, what are you waiting for? Don't you want to taste the sweet cherry lips so close at hand?" Ziwei hesitated slightly out of shyness, while Fu Xue always prioritized Su Tianfeng's commands. Without hesitation, she kissed Ziwei's moist cherry lips. By the time Ziwei reacted, she was already at a disadvantage, with Fu Xue's delicate tongue invading her mouth, wantonly plundering the sweet nectar. Ziwei, unwilling to be outdone, immediately met Fu Xue's tongue with her own, their agile tongues entwining. At the same time, she bit down, trying to regain the upper hand. However, Fu Xue was more skilled. She clamped down on Ziwei's lips, preventing her from closing them to exert force. With this initial disadvantage, Ziwei was destined to lose. Under Fu Xue's gentle yet firm assault, she completely surrendered. Her tender tongue felt numb from Fu Xue's suction, at Fu Xue's mercy. Finally, Fu Xue guided her tongue into her own mouth, and through the combined suction of their lips, they savored the exquisite taste of soft, tender flesh. "Feng'er, let's begin!" Shui Lingxiao sat up straight, her hands clasped behind her back. "It's been so long since I've personally bound your body!" Su Tianfeng's jade-like hands caressed Shui Lingxiao's exquisite form. "Do you remember the first time you bound me? Let's do it just like that today!" Shui Lingxiao's face held a nostalgic expression. "No need for the 'five-point lotus' posture?" Su Tianfeng inquired. "Tonight's cultivation focuses on refining the heart, no need to draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Instead, the Phoenix Binding Ropes, the more you bind, the better, the tighter, the better! Speaking of which, when you first bound me, wasn't it precisely for these two points? When I woke up then, I couldn't even move a single toe," Shui Lingxiao explained, then a question arose. Su Tianfeng readily admitted, "That's right. At that time, my Phoenix Binding Art had just reached completion, and my desire to bind was at its peak. Suddenly seeing such a cool and noble beauty like Lingxiao lying there defenseless, of course, I bound her as tightly as possible. Besides, it's more effective for healing this way." "I knew it. Xue Rou said you were a little nymphomaniac, and it seems she was absolutely right!" Shui Lingxiao snorted lightly. "Mother understands me best," Su Tianfeng shamelessly admitted. "Enough nonsense, hurry up and tie me!" Shui Lingxiao urged. Su Tianfeng said no more. She bent Shui Lingxiao's forearms behind her back, bringing them together, and bound them in the shape of a 'reverse Guan Yin'. Then, from the bound forearms, she drew three ropes downwards, passing them under her armpits and around to the front. These were tightened around her chest, waist, and then brought back behind her to be tied to her forearms. This effectively immobilized her forearms behind her back. Next, she drew three more ropes from her forearms, wrapping them around her upper arms from the sides, tightening them around her chest and waist, and then bringing them back behind her to be tied, securing her upper arms and elbows to her sides. Then came Shui Lingxiao's clasped hands. Su Tianfeng first used a thin thread to tie her ten fingers together in pairs. Then, she began to wrap her wrists with a soft ribbon, followed by a layer of thin gauze, which was then tied with a fine thread. Finally, a brocade pouch was slipped over her hands and tightened at the wrists. With this, Shui Lingxiao's upper body was completely immobilized, not even a finger could move. Next were her slender, beautiful legs. The binding method was relatively simple: her legs were brought together and tied tightly from top to bottom. The density of the ropes was exceptionally high, the golden Phoenix Binding Ropes almost completely covering her blue silk sleep pants, making it look as if she were wearing a golden skirt. Her fair, smooth, jade-like feet were tightly bound with slightly thinner Phoenix Binding Ropes. Her two round, cute, pearl-like big toes were also tied together with a fine string, tied in a beautiful bow. Then, two special anklets were placed on her ankles. Five thin lines extended from each anklet, each ending in a small loop. These loops decreased in size from the inside out and were interconnected. Undoubtedly, the purpose of these five loops was to encircle her ten plump jade toes, holding them together and pulling them towards her ankles, preventing her toes from moving freely. This was not the end. Finally, Su Tianfeng bent her knees, folding her lower legs towards her thighs, and tied her ankles to the base of her thighs. Her jade-like feet were pressed beneath her springy, shapely buttocks. Su Tianfeng embraced Shui Lingxiao's bound form. One hand caressed her buttocks repeatedly, alternating between feeling the soft elasticity of her curves and the smooth tenderness of her feet. Her other hand ventured towards her jade peaks, slipping through the wide neckline of her silk undergarment, kneading and squeezing, shaping these mounds of flesh into any desired form. "Is it just like that time?" Su Tianfeng asked, her face filled with enjoyment. "You little rascal, don't you know how to be gentle? Aren't you afraid of hurting Lingxiao by binding her so tightly?" Shui Lingxiao let out a soft groan. "The pain is in your body, but it resonates in my heart. At this moment, I only feel immense joy in Lingxiao's heart. I presume you are extremely satisfied with Feng'er's binding," Su Tianfeng said with a wicked smile, increasing the pressure of her hands, causing Shui Lingxiao to moan involuntarily. "This Phoenix Binding Seal of yours is truly wicked. I can't even tease you a little!" Shui Lingxiao said helplessly. "Then let me tease Lingxiao!" Su Tianfeng pinched the small red buds on her chest and gently rolled them. "Ah..." Shui Lingxiao let out a delicate cry, then turned her head and bit Su Tianfeng's earlobe, "You little rascal, let go! If you keep touching me like this, how can I practice my cultivation!" Su Tianfeng withdrew her mischievous hands, her face filled with lingering pleasure. She brought the hand she had withdrawn from Shui Lingxiao's chest to her nose and inhaled deeply. A sweet scent of osmanthus mixed with a faint milky fragrance filled her lungs and lingered in her heart. Mu Xuerou opened her eyes, giving her a playful glance. "Feng'er, didn't you already touch me many times when you were tying me up? Why are you afraid to even place your hand there now?" "Who says I'm afraid? I'm measuring your size, seeing if Mother or Ling Xiao is bigger!" Su Tianfeng retorted stubbornly, refusing to admit defeat. "Whether it's me or my senior sister who's bigger, Feng'er, why don't you touch and find out for yourself? Why bother with all this trouble!" Mu Xuerou deliberately pushed her already ample bosom even higher. "If you want me to touch, I will! It's not like I haven't before!" Su Tianfeng, as if in a fit of pique, placed her hands on Mu Xuerou's chest, then froze as if turned to ice. There was no sense of satisfaction she had imagined, only a profound sense of dread in her heart. Mu Xuerou waited for a long time, but seeing no movement, she urged, "Come on, give it a rub. Don't you usually have plenty of tricks when you bully your senior sister?" At this moment, Su Tianfeng's heart was in turmoil, and she didn't even notice Mu Xuerou's deliberate seduction. After a moment of such stalemate, Su Tianfeng got up, placed Mu Xuerou on a chair, and left with a parting remark, "Mother, you're busy. I'm going to practice my sword!" Then she fled as if flying, leaving a stunned Mu Xuerou behind. "Then untie me!" Mu Xuerou struggled helplessly, lying on the chair. Seeing her daughter had vanished, Mu Xuerou grumbled with dissatisfaction, "I thought you were a little pervert, but you're just a coward. Mother was so forward, and you're too scared to even touch my breasts! Feng'er, do I really have to strip and send myself to your bed?" Mu Xuerou muttered to herself with a complex expression for a while, finally letting out a long sigh. "What a little rascal, tying me up and then ignoring me. I still need someone to untie me. Fortunately, Yanlan is back. Otherwise, if I went to find my senior sister like this, wouldn't I be laughed to death?" Mu Xuerou stood up, her legs together, her toes lightly touching the ground. Her bound body floated up gently, moving forward nimbly. When her strength was exhausted, she landed lightly, her toes again touching the ground. The entire process was as graceful and effortless as a fairy dancing on water, ethereal and captivating. She turned her back and took a cloak from a hanger in the corner, tossing it into the air. As it fell, it landed perfectly over her chest. Her hands, crossed behind her neck, each grasped a corner of the collar. She fumbled to tie the laces at the neckline, then pulled at the front of the cloak, turning it over her back to conceal her tightly bound body. Mu Xuerou moved up and down, ensuring the knot at the neckline was secure. Then, she once again employed her fairy-like lightness skill, carefully making her way to Leng Yanlan's residence. At this moment, Leng Yanlan was practicing her sword in the courtyard. Her face was stern, her eyes held a murderous glint, and she wore a set of black martial arts attire. As she moved, her posture was agile, her movements fluid, and the flash of silver exuded an aura of deadly intent. Hearing the sound of fabric cutting through the air, she retracted her sword, looked up, and saw Mu Xuerou drifting towards her, wrapped in a large cloak. Leng Yanlan sheathed her sword, her aura melting away like ice and snow, transforming from icy cold to gentle. She smiled, "Sister Xuerou, why are you dressed like this so early in the morning? Are you going out?" Mu Xuerou said somewhat awkwardly, "Let's talk inside!" She then floated past Leng Yanlan and entered the house first. Leng Yanlan keenly noticed her bare feet beneath her skirt, seeming to realize what had happened. She followed her into the house. Before Leng Yanlan could ask, Mu Xuerou said with some embarrassment, "Yanlan, I was tied up by Feng'er with the Phoenix Binding Rope. That little rascal ran off after tying me up, so I had to come to you to untie me." As she spoke, she twisted her body, revealing the ropes hidden by the cloak. Leng Yanlan surveyed her cloak-wrapped body with a playful expression. "Didn't Feng'er say she wouldn't tie you up outside the Phoenix Binding Garden? What's going on today?" Mu Xuerou, of course, couldn't reveal the truth. She kept the books from the Lily Bookstore secret even from Leng Yanlan, offering a vague excuse: "That girl has gotten bolder!" "Yanlan, hurry and untie me. Later, we'll team up to teach that girl a lesson and get revenge for you too!" Leng Yanlan's face suddenly flushed. "Revenge for me? I don't blame her. Sister, don't drag me into this!" "Oh, look at you, so full of deep affection. If that little pervert saw you, she'd probably swallow you whole in one bite! What are you being so reserved for? Hurry up and move to the Phoenix Binding Garden, and from now on, phoenixes will dance together, and mandarin ducks will be a pair..." "Sister!" Leng Yanlan stamped her foot. "If you keep talking nonsense, I won't untie you!" Mu Xuerou's eyes darted around. Feigning comfort, she said, "Alright, alright, I won't say anything more! I know Yanlan is doing this to protect the Marquis's mansion, to protect me, and also waiting for...呜呜..." However, Leng Yanlan could no longer bear her verbal harassment and casually picked up something to stuff into her mouth. But she immediately regretted it. Glancing at the residual moisture on her hand, she immediately pinched Mu Xuerou's cheek, about to retrieve what she had just stuffed in. However, Mu Xuerou reacted just as quickly. She tasted a intoxicating scent of night-blooming jasmine from the wet, soft thing stuffed in her mouth. She immediately clenched her teeth, holding it firmly in her mouth, all the while looking at Leng Yanlan with a satisfied and provocative expression. Seeing Mu Xuerou's gaze, Leng Yanlan knew it was too late to do anything. She no longer made futile efforts, lowered her head, and silently began to untie Mu Xuerou. Once her upper body was freed and her hands were no longer bound, Mu Xuerou neither removed the gag from her mouth nor untied the restraints on her legs. Instead, she comfortably rested her arms behind her head, lifted her bound legs, and gestured for Leng Yanlan to continue untying her. Leng Yanlan glared at her helplessly, reached out, and tickled the soles of her smooth feet a few times, turning her comfort into discomposure, before continuing to untie her legs. Shui Lingxiao pressed forward, seizing Cheng Zihan's hands that were shielding her chest, and pulled them away with a gentle yet irresistible force. Her exposed jade breasts bounced a few times in the water, their tips, like rosy cherries, appearing sweet and tempting. Shui Lingxiao flicked her fingers against one of the cherries. "Ah..." Cheng Zihan gasped, "Don't... don't touch there!" Shui Lingxiao remained unmoved, extending her hands to cup each soft red bud, gently kneading them between her fingers. Cheng Zihan's delicate cries grew louder, "Ah... don't squeeze, Sister Shui... stop it, mmm... ah... it tickles... it's so numb, oh... I can't take it anymore!" Cheng Zihan's body went limp. Shui Lingxiao surfaced and pulled her into her embrace. "Your cherry-like nipples are so sensitive! Little sister Zihan, as a martial artist, how can you let such a significant weakness exist in your body?" Shui Lingxiao continued to knead the little red buds, leaving Cheng Zihan to lie limply in her arms. Panting, Cheng Zihan answered intermittently, "Mmm... I... I don't know why either, ah... it tickles... ever since my body developed, mmm... this spot has become extremely sensitive, even... mmm... touching it myself makes me feel... oh... unbearable itching and numbness!" "I see. But don't worry, little sister, I will devise a training plan for you that will surely strengthen your tolerance. Then, these sensitive buds won't be a weakness, but a source of pleasure." "R-really?" Cheng Zihan's face lit up with anticipation. This had been bothering her for a long time. "Of course, it's true! But it will require enduring some hardship. Are you afraid?" "N-no, I'm not afraid!" Cheng Zihan gritted her teeth and said. "Good, follow me!" Shui Lingxiao helped her out of the bath, called for Ziwei to dry them, and then dressed Cheng Zihan in a sleep shirt and pants. However, she pulled the collar open on both sides, exposing her pair of full, jade breasts. Bringing Cheng Zihan to the bedside, Shui Lingxiao personally used a rope to bind her upper body into an extreme reverse-folded 'back-facing Guanyin' position, identical to how she and Mu Xuerou had been tied during the day. The purpose of this binding was to twist her arms backward, pushing her breasts out as much as possible, to facilitate special nipple training. Shui Lingxiao instructed her to stand firm on her left leg, then folded her right leg's lower calf up against her thigh, tightly binding her ankle to her thigh root and continuing up to her knee for fixation. "Stand steady, little sister Zihan!" Shui Lingxiao commanded, then grabbed her folded and bound right leg and pulled it forcefully upward, bringing her thigh almost parallel to her body, her knee pointing towards the ceiling. She then used a rope, pre-threaded under her bent knee, to hoist the folded right leg to the ceiling and pull it taut. Shui Lingxiao stepped back, examining her from head to toe. "Little sister Zihan, how does that feel?" "Sister Shui, my legs are spread so far apart, it's so embarrassing!" Cheng Zihan had a solid martial arts foundation and could stand steadily on one leg, but she felt intensely ashamed of this pose where her legs were almost in a straight line. "What are you afraid of? You're still wearing your sleep pants; no one can see!" Shui Lingxiao suddenly reached out and caressed her between her widely spread legs, accurately locating her blooming flower lips and jade aperture through the sleep pants. Her slender fingers gently traced the area. "Ah... Sister Shui, how can you touch me there?" Shui Lingxiao withdrew her jade hand and brought it to her nose to sniff. "Mmm..." Shui Lingxiao inhaled deeply, entranced, "Wisteria fragrance, it smells so good. Little sister Zihan, tonight I'm going to use your panties to stuff my mouth." "No... I..." "Don't rush, little sister. You'll use mine, and I'll use yours. It's an exchange, no one is at a disadvantage!" Shui Lingxiao chuckled. "No, I..." Cheng Zihan wanted to say she didn't mean it that way, but after stammering for a long time, she couldn't articulate her thoughts. Shui Lingxiao suddenly leaned closer, her face directly in front of Cheng Zihan's luscious, dewy red lips. Having just witnessed Shui Lingxiao kiss Ziwei and Yueying, Cheng Zihan naturally knew what she intended. She shyly closed her eyes. However, after a moment, the expected kiss did not fall. Cheng Zihan opened her eyes to see Shui Lingxiao's face inches away from hers. Shui Lingxiao tilted her head, her crimson lips landing on Cheng Zihan's cheek for a gentle kiss. She then smiled, "Since Feng'er wants to take you as her 'huang nu' (imperial concubine slave), you should save your first kiss for her!" "Hmph! I don't want to save it for that little pervert. If you don't want it, Sister Shui, I'll find an opportunity to give it to Cheng Yue tomorrow!" Mentioning Su Tianfeng naturally elicited resistance from Cheng Zihan. "That's up to you." "Sister Shui, you've bound me like this, how are you going to train my nipples?" Shui Lingxiao smiled mysteriously and pulled out a thin red thread from between her hands. "With this!" Upon seeing the red thread, Cheng Zihan's face immediately changed drastically. She instantly recalled the miserable experience in the inn where she was almost brought to tears by the red thread used by Fu Xiang. She pleaded pitifully, "Sister Shui, please don't use the red thread, okay? The hot and cold sensations, I can't bear it, I'll cry." The beauties in the Bound Phoenix Garden had all fallen asleep, one after another. But in the Lily Study, a pair of twin sisters and a beautiful guard were ushering in a sleepless night. The Baili sisters had spent the day excitedly studying the "Secret Manual of Binding Women" left by Su Tianfeng, and had been discussing it heatedly. "Sister, I never imagined that a simple rope could create so many variations when tied around a woman!" "Indeed, these bindings look beautiful. I wonder if they're truly comfortable when worn!" "We'll know if we try them on ourselves! Sister, you tie me up!" Baili Yue's face was filled with impatience. Baili Xuan hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. "Let's try it on me first. When you get excited, you forget everything for the sake of physical pleasure, and you wouldn't even know if you hurt yourself!" Baili Yue stuck out her tongue, looking a little embarrassed. "Alright then. Yue'er doesn't know how to hold back. Sister, if you feel uncomfortable, tell me immediately!" Baili Xuan affectionately stroked her head and smiled. "I know. You don't need to hold back, just tie away!" To more directly experience the effects of the Bound Phoenix Rope on the body, and to reduce any obstruction during the binding, the sisters removed all their clothes, facing each other naked, displaying their exquisite jade bodies. Baili Yue couldn't help but reach out and pinch her sister's perky breasts. Then, picking up the Bound Phoenix Rope, which exuded a faint warmth, she asked, "There are so many variations, which one should we try?" Baili Xuan smiled. "I think the one Sister Mu was tied with today was quite good!" "Sister, are you going to challenge such a difficult one right away?" "We can try. If you can't bear it, you can always stop! The question is, Yue'er, have you learned this complicated binding method?" Baili Yue patted her chest. "Don't worry, even if I don't know it now, I'll learn as we go. Haven't you always praised me for being smart?" "Then you go ahead!" Baili Xuan turned around and placed her hands behind her back. Baili Yue grabbed her wrists, brought her hands together behind her back, and tied them with the rope. Then, she pulled the rope out from behind her back, alternating between pulling the end of the rope upwards and gently bending Baili Xuan's shoulders, gradually bringing her forearms closer together behind her back. Every time Baili Xuan's arms closed by about ten degrees, Baili Yue would ask if she felt any pain. The sisters, due to their frequent intimate activities, both possessed good flexibility. It wasn't until their forearms had closed to about thirty degrees that Baili Xuan felt a slight pain. Baili Xuan knew that this test was very important for assessing their tolerance to binding, so she didn't dare to push herself and quickly told her sister how she felt. "Yue'er, it hurts a little!" Baili Yue immediately stopped. She traced the W-shaped path of her sister's arms and said with a smile, "Sister, you've reached your limit! It seems we can't enjoy the extreme tightness that Sister Mu experienced for now. Are you planning to leave it as a half-finished binding, or would you prefer a less tight method?" Baili Xuan hesitated for a moment, not answering the question, but instead expressing a sensation from another part of her body. "Yue'er, my wrists feel very warm and comfortable!" Baili Yue looked down at the golden Bound Phoenix Rope tied around her wrists, a look of joy appearing on her face. "Sister, you mean... the Bound Phoenix Rope truly has a magical nourishing effect on the body?" Baili Xuan nodded. "It should be so. Let's continue. With the help of this Bound Phoenix Rope, we might be able to complete this originally impossible binding!" "But Sister, what if..." Baili Yue hesitated. "Don't worry, if we can't bear it, we'll stop. Sister will never push herself!" Baili Xuan promised. "Then I'll continue!" Baili Yue passed a rope through the crooks of her sister's arms, fixing her forearms at that angle. Then, recalling the binding on Mu Xuerou and the descriptions in the book, she led the rope from her wrists,绕过大臂勒到胸部上下, securing her arms to her body, enveloping her entire upper torso in the缠绕 of the Bound Phoenix Rope. "Sister, how does it feel?" Baili Yue asked, her fingertips tracing the path of the rope. Baili Xuan twisted her body. "My body feels warm and I don't feel any pain at all!" "So quickly?" "Yes, it's truly incredible! Yue'er, you can try to tighten my arms further. I'll tell you if it hurts." "Oh, okay!" Baili Yue continued her previous actions, lifting her wrists and bending her shoulders, slowly bringing her forearms closer together. However, this time her movements were very slow, and she asked Baili Xuan after every slight tightening, afraid of hurting her. In the end, it was Baili Xuan who couldn't help but urge her on. "Yue'er, you can speed up. I don't feel any pain at all now, and in fact, I feel more and more comfortable!" Hearing her voice become soft and seductive, Baili Yue knew she had entered an excited state. She hesitated for a moment, then suddenly lifted Baili Xuan's wrists upwards, erasing the last sliver of space between their arms, bringing them completely together.