Sock Prison III (Scent-Focused Female Capturing Male)

As previously established, in bondage, I'm a switch, enjoying both giving and receiving. Right now, I'm in a state of intense craving for restraint. I have my tools, just haven't used them in a while. Coincidentally, I have tomorrow off and don't need to wake up early for work, so I might as well indulge myself. With that thought, I forced myself to get up from the sofa. My tools are in the top of the wardrobe, stored in a large duffel bag. There aren't many tools: ropes, handcuffs, gags, tape, and various stockings, plus a few small toys. Nothing too complicated, which will make them easier to dispose of later if I decide I don't want them anymore. Dealing with larger items can be quite a hassle. I took out the duffel bag and, fighting off dizziness, began to select my tools. First, I took out three pairs of stockings. One pair, strictly speaking, was more like pantyhose – black, winter-weight, but with an open crotch. Naturally, I wouldn't wear these on my legs. Instead, I'd use them as a top. I stripped off all my clothes, then picked up the black pantyhose. I slipped my hands into the leg openings and, pulling the crotch section over my head, felt the fabric tighten around my arms and body, sending an indescribable thrill through me. The black pantyhose "top" was on. Next, I pulled on the flesh-toned stockings on my legs. Even with my hands inside the stocking legs, it didn't significantly impede tasks that didn't require fine finger dexterity. I'd specifically bought the flesh-toned stockings in a larger size. Regular one-size-fits-all women's stockings are impossible for me to get into, or they tend to sag. With the stockings on, I tossed the handcuff keys downstairs and took the rope and handcuffs upstairs. I planned to crawl downstairs later when I wanted to escape my restraints. The journey wasn't that difficult, but I was still drunk. So, I didn't set myself an overly challenging scenario. What if I accidentally broke free too soon? What I didn't anticipate was that even with my caution, things would still go wrong. Let me tell you how. Arriving upstairs, I found only a mattress laid out on the floor. I sat on it and first took the third pair of stockings – a pair of tube socks. Their purpose was to go over my head. Lately, my rhinitis has been acting up, so I didn't dare to gag myself. If my nose gets blocked while gagged, it's a nightmare. But even without a gag, I still wanted to restrict my face. Between a head covering and a blindfold, I ultimately chose the stockings for my head. These tube socks were black. Putting both on my head didn't completely eliminate my vision, but it effectively limited it, darkening what I could see. Coupled with my existing nearsightedness, everything became very blurry after putting on the stockings. After covering my head, I used the rope to tie my knees together and my ankles, using simple cross knots. The tying methods are standard, so I won't go into detail here. Once my legs were secured, I picked up the handcuffs and locked them behind my back. I tightened the clasp as much as possible for a more intense sensation. This meant I'd have to go downstairs to find the keys to free my wrists. After being cuffed, I lay on the mattress and pretended to struggle for a while. Usually, I'd mentally adopt a role at this point, perhaps imagining myself as a victim or a hostage, simulating a kidnapping scenario. After a brief struggle, I began to move towards the stairs to find the keys I'd left in the corner. The descent wasn't easy, nor was it impossible. I sat on the floor and moved down the stairs one step at a time. Upon reaching the bottom, I moved towards where I remembered placing the keys. Since I'd only turned on the hallway light downstairs, near the entrance, the living area was quite dim. On top of that, with the two black stockings over my head, my vision was severely restricted. These were all deliberate choices, designed to make finding the keys more difficult and thus increase the challenge of freeing myself. However, I still expected to find the keys relatively quickly. Once my hands located them, I held them and bent my wrists, trying to find the keyhole on the handcuffs with the key. This was supposed to be an interesting and low-risk activity. Despite the lack of vision, I usually managed to find the keyhole within a reasonable time. But this time, I fumbled with the key behind my back for what felt like ages, and still couldn't insert it into the lock. "What the hell? What's going on?" I couldn't help but question myself. My current position made it barely possible to reach the opening with my fingers, but trying to grip the key and insert it into the lock was completely out of the question. "What should I do? What can I do?" My anxiety had reached its peak. I fumbled with the key for a long time, but couldn't get it into the keyhole. It seemed unrealistic to open the handcuffs this way, so I considered using brute force. Some poorly made handcuffs could be broken with enough strength. With that in mind, I strained my wrists, pulling my hands apart with all my might. After about five or six strenuous attempts, my wrists felt like they were being drilled, but the handcuffs remained stubbornly on my wrists. "Fuck!" I couldn't help but exclaim! I was truly screwed! If I couldn't break free, was I supposed to spend the night like this? And what about after the night? Tomorrow? I wouldn't be able to open them tomorrow either! I couldn't possibly go out like this. My heart pounded like a drum, threatening to leap out of my throat. The panic I felt at that moment was probably more intense than during my college entrance exams. I tried the key again and again, but it was still useless. Suddenly, a daring idea sparked in my mind: I could ask Sun Ning next door to help me open the handcuffs. However, the thought was quickly dismissed. No, no, what would Sun Ning think seeing me like this? A grown man wearing only a pair of stockings on his legs? And a black silk stocking over his head? She'd think I was a pervert, and it would be incredibly awkward seeing each other at work every day. So, I suppressed the impulse and resumed struggling on my own. Half an hour later, I was utterly exhausted, and the handcuffs still clung to my wrists, seemingly tighter than before. "Shit, what do I do? What the hell do I do?" I muttered to myself, the tension and pressure feeling like a massive stone crushing my chest. "I can't break free!" I sat on the sofa, still trying to insert the key into the lock. Even with my decent flexibility, I couldn't get the key into the keyhole. And to make matters worse, my wrists were aching from being bent for so long. In a moment of carelessness, I dropped the key, and it slipped into the crevice of the sofa. "Damn it!" Seeing this, I immediately reached into the sofa's crevice, but I couldn't feel the key. To retrieve it, I would need to unlock my hands and reach into the gap from the front. Now, if I could have tried something myself before, I could only turn to Sun Ning. Whether she'd laugh at me or scold me was no longer my concern. If I worried about that, I'd never get these handcuffs off. But how should I get her attention? Knock on the wall? First of all, the soundproofing in this apartment was pretty good; I'd have to knock extremely hard for her to hear. But even if she heard, would she know I needed her to open my handcuffs? Or should I shout into her room? That might alert the neighbors upstairs and downstairs first. "You, you, you, what did you just say? 'Jian, jian gou'?" It's not a term everyone knows, and even if they did, would they use it to describe a person? "What's wrong? Aren't you a 'tiangou'?" Sun Ning said. Oh, so she meant 'tiangou'. Just a slight difference in pronunciation, I must have misheard. I breathed a sigh of relief. Why was I relieved? Because if she had said 'jian gou', it would have meant she was also part of the scene, or at least had extensive knowledge of it stored in her mind. This would indirectly prove that the forest itself had attributes. Either she was an S or an M. Judging by her personality and behavior, she was definitely more likely to be an S. If that were the case, I might be completely controlled by her in the future. Although, deep down, I had always wanted someone to control me, I just wished it wasn't my colleague. That would pose too much of a threat to my real life. "What are you thinking about?" Sun Ning called out to me. Seeing I wasn't reacting, she used the tip of her foot to lift my chin. "Come on, 'tiangou', 'tiangou', that means you should lick feet, right? Lick my feet." As Sun Ning spoke, she sat down on the mattress, placing her stockinged foot next to me. Still at a disadvantage, I was also sitting. I turned my head to look at her feet, which were indeed very tempting to me, and swallowed hard. "Hurry up, don't dawdle. You're clearly craving it, why are you still pretending to be coy?" Sun Ning's words were blunt, and she didn't hesitate to curse at me. "Ah, hurry up!" Seeing that I still wasn't moving, she simply wrapped her hands around my head and pushed me down onto the mattress. She then shoved her foot directly into my face. "No, it's not!" I managed to say. "Not what? You don't want to lick this old lady's feet?" Sun Ning's eyes turned cold as she spoke. "No... no!" For some reason, seeing Sun Ning a little angry made my hair stand on end. "Then what is it? Can you stop being so long-winded?" Sun Ning urged impatiently. "Um, could you take the stocking off my head? Otherwise, I can't stick out my tongue!" Although I felt a bit embarrassed saying this, I couldn't resist the strong desire to lick Sun Ning's feet. Before this, I had only licked Cui Lin's and Liu Jingdan's feet. I hadn't even licked my ex-girlfriend's feet. And neither of those women's feet held the same allure for me as Sun Ning's. "Oh, right!" Sun Ning looked at me. "Then why the hell didn't you remind me sooner!" I was just starting to feel relieved that Sun Ning wasn't humiliating me this time, when she started cursing and kicking, sending a foot flying towards my face. However, her strength wasn't that great. The physical impact was minimal, but the insult was immense. After the kick, she pulled the stocking that was covering my head from my neck upwards, lifting the stocking that had been covering my mouth and neck to cover my nose and eyes instead. This meant my mouth was no longer covered by the stocking, but my nose and eyes were now covered by double the layers of stocking. The already double-layered stocking was starting to impair my vision. Now, with the layers doubled from two to four, my vision became significantly blurred. At the same time, Sun Ning pressed a switch by the bed. The bright lights in the living room instantly went out, and she then turned on a bedside lamp by the window. Now, only a faint light emanated from the second floor. "Come on, you can stick out your tongue now!" Sun Ning placed her foot on my lips. "Open your mouth quickly!" As she spoke, she pressed her foot down on my mouth twice. "Mmmph, mmmph!" I whined desperately towards her, hoping she'd understand my plea to be untied. She'd said she wanted to try out some bondage on me, and I figured the experiment was over. I started whimpering more freely, thinking she'd finally release me. "What's wrong? What's wrong? Why are you crying even louder now that I'm back?" Sun Ning quickly came up the stairs. She hadn't bothered to change her shoes, so her heels clicked against the steps as she ascended. Soon, Sun Ning reappeared before me. "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?" Sun Ning wasn't stupid. She saw my agitated state and knew something was amiss, but she didn't seem overly concerned. She gently stroked the head covered by the silk stocking, her hands caressing it softly. "Mmmph..." Hearing her question, I whimpered and tried my best to nod. It was a difficult movement, but I believed she'd understand. "Okay, then I'll untie the rope around your neck, but you'll have to wait a moment." Wait a moment? What did she mean by that? I was completely bewildered. Before I could even react, Sun Ning had already gone downstairs. She returned a short while later. I had no idea what she'd been doing, and it was hard to turn my head to see her from my position. Soon, she began fumbling with my wrists behind me. She first placed a cold metal ring onto the rope around my wrists. When the clasp clicked shut, I knew what it was – a handcuff, what else could it be after I'd been wearing it all night? Once that was secured, she pulled at my legs, bringing them up towards my buttocks. I understood then; she intended to shackle the other end of the handcuffs to my ankles. "Mmmph, mmmph!" Seeing this, I cried out even more anxiously. My intention was for her to free me from my predicament, not to further restrain me. "Don't struggle!" Sun Ning admonished when she saw me thrashing. "Mmmph, mmmph!" I continued to cry out. I wasn't really struggling, and my cries weren't entirely protests. I just wanted to convey that my flexibility wasn't that great, and I couldn't possibly get my legs into the position she demanded in this state. After a few attempts, Sun Ning seemed to realize the problem. She then untied the rope around my neck. Before I could even feel a moment of relief, she yanked me forward, pulling me down onto the mattress to lie on my stomach. "Mmmph, mmmph, mmmph!" I immediately panicked, twisting my body to try and escape her grasp. This woman was crazy! She was going to bind me in a spread eagle position. I knew the chain between the handcuffs was short. If she connected my wrists and ankles with it, even if my flexibility allowed it, I wouldn't be comfortable at all. I whimpered, trying to escape, but Sun Ning clearly had no intention of giving me that chance. She straddled me directly. Indeed, a free body was far more agile than a restrained one. Under her control, I couldn't break free and could only be at her mercy. Sun Ning pulled on the handcuff with one hand and tugged at the rope between my ankles with the other, quickly drawing them closer. To my surprise, with Sun Ning's persistence, the handcuffs actually managed to secure both my wrists and ankles. This effectively linked my hands and feet together behind me. "Phew, that was quite tiring!" After locking the handcuffs, Sun Ning sat on the mattress, catching her breath for a while. I, too, was panting and whimpering. The struggle just now, combined with Sun Ning's manipulation, had drained my energy. "Mmmph, mmmph!" I whined towards Sun Ning. Didn't she say she was going to untie me? Why had she restrained me further? I couldn't understand Sun Ning's actions at all and desperately wanted her to release me quickly. But Sun Ning looked at me and smiled, "What? You want to be untied already?" "I've read your novels. Don't you often get tied up for a day or two?" "I figured I'd fulfill that wish for you. How about this, we won't do a day or two, let's start with half a day. I have to work a half-day shift this afternoon. I'll tie you up now, and I'll untie you when I get off work, okay?" Sun Ning said, then stroked my head through the silk stocking again, as if she particularly enjoyed the texture. "Mmmph, mmmph!" At her proposal, I started to wail again. How could it be okay? It was absolutely not okay! How could I endure being tormented like this? It was already difficult to maintain this position, and according to her plan, I'd have to stay like this all afternoon? My old bones would surely break! So, I whimpered even more desperately towards Sun Ning. "Don't rush me! I'm doing this for your own good. The more meticulous the preparation, the fewer problems we'll have later!" I said, my hand clutching the rope as I chided Sun Ning. Honestly, when I first suggested teaching her bondage, I was a little hesitant. Tying up Sun Ning was a completely different matter than tying up Cui Lin or Liu Jingdan. Those two girls were genuine masochists. I felt no burden when tying them, it was like completing a well-rehearsed routine. But Sun Ning was different. At the company, she was always the fiery one, exuding an aura of confidence. She was clearly someone who liked to be in control. I'd rarely seen her show any weakness, even during negotiations with clients. With these thoughts in mind, I began. Since it was my first time teaching her, I had to start with the basics, no advanced moves right off the bat. I'd already tested her flexibility while she was stretching. I have to say, despite Sun Ning's voluptuous figure, her flexibility was surprisingly good, even excellent. With a little effort, I could bring her elbows together. However, even though Sun Ning's elbows could touch, she wasn't used to this kind of movement. The moment I applied a bit more pressure, she winced in pain, her face contorting. Seeing her excellent flexibility, I'd considered an elbow tie, but now, seeing her grimace, I decided to teach her the most basic tying method. Safety first. If I started with something too difficult, who knows what could go wrong. So, I decided between the 'five-flower' tie and the Japanese style. Sun Ning had already learned the 'five-flower' tie from videos. While it sounded intimidating, it didn't require much rope skill. Basically, you just wrap the rope around the shoulders and down the arms to the wrists, then tie the wrists together. For her, it was a piece of cake. After some thought, I settled on teaching the Japanese tie. Most online bondage videos featured Japanese techniques, making it practical and aesthetically pleasing to learn. When it comes to Japanese bondage, everyone has their own preferences. Some like to start with chest binding, believing it helps to set the shape quickly. I, however, prefer to tie the hands first. Why? The hands are the most active parts, the easiest to struggle with. By securing the hands first, the person is less likely to move erratically when other parts are being tied, making it safer. Plus, once the hands are tied, the foundation of the entire pose is stable, making it easier to extend upwards. As I tied Sun Ning, I explained the key points while my hands were busy. "Watch carefully. Wrap the rope around the wrists twice. Be careful not to tie it too tight. Leave about a finger's width of space, otherwise, the blood circulation will be poor, and your hands will go numb." Although she gasped in pain, she still turned her head to watch my movements, occasionally responding. To be honest, there's not much to detail about the tying process itself. Experienced practitioners know it inside out, every step, every knot, as clear as day. For beginners, there are plenty of tutorial videos online, much more intuitive than me explaining it in person. If I were to drone on about the steps here, it would just be a waste of everyone's time. These little tricks were things I'd figured out through trial and error. While they might be considered trivial beginner techniques by those in the know, for a "newbie" like Sun Ning, they were solid, practical advice. Finally, I finished tying Sun Ning's upper body and let out a long sigh. I pointed to the sofa and told her to sit down. "Here, try to break free and see how it feels. Test the tightness." I knew in my heart that Japanese bondage wasn't as secure as some other methods. If you knew the trick, it wasn't too difficult to escape. Sun Ning sat on the sofa, twisting and turning, straining her arms. After a few tries, she looked up at me and said, "I can't break free." I chuckled inwardly, watching her struggle. The truth was, it wasn't that the Japanese tie was particularly strong, but rather that she hadn't figured out the nuances yet. There was another reason, too – it's a bit embarrassing to admit, but it's true: her breasts were too large! I knew she was well-endowed from seeing her in her work attire at the company, but up close, I realized she was even more "spectacular" than I'd imagined. Because bondage requires a snug fit, her large breasts created an extra layer of resistance. It made it much harder for her to leverage herself free. Of course, I couldn't say this out loud, so I just grumbled internally while maintaining a serious expression, analyzing, "Okay, if you can't break free, it means the tie is reasonably secure." After finally finishing the upper body, I let out a breath and reached for one of her legs. This action felt completely natural to me. After all, bondage is a continuous process. Once the upper body is tied, the legs naturally come next. But Sun Ning reacted as if her tail had been stepped on, panicking instantly, her voice suddenly rising, "Hey, what are you doing?" Her sudden reaction caught me off guard. I thought, isn't it obvious? I quickly explained, "Aren't we tying the legs after the upper body?" To my surprise, Sun Ning wasn't buying it. She said, "I can tie my own legs. What's so difficult about tying legs?" and then, as if shocked, tried to pull her leg back. Her posture suggested I was about to commit some heinous crime against her leg. I knew she'd pull a stunt like this! Seeing her usual fiery personality, always wanting to do things herself, I'd guessed she'd "resist" when it came to tying her legs. "What? You thought I came down to untie you?" I walked up to her. "You misunderstood, Ning Jie!" I said, grabbing the stockings from the coffee table. These stockings had quite a "story" to them. Just a couple of days ago, when I had them on my head, Sun Ning had mocked me relentlessly. As I fiddled with the stockings in front of her, I deliberately teased, "Let you have a taste of what it's like to have your head stuffed in stockings!" With that, I nimbly stretched open the stocking and pulled it over her head. My technique was quite practiced, though I only used one. After all, this was Sun Ning's first experience. There's an idiom, "too much is as bad as not enough." I had to be tentative, not too harsh right away. After putting the stocking on, I raised an eyebrow at her and swaggered upstairs. I ignored her whimpers behind me. Back upstairs, I found earplugs and put them in. It wasn't that I was afraid of her noise, I just wanted some quiet to catch up on sleep. I'd been through quite a bit these past two days, and I was truly exhausted and sleepy. Lying on the bed, I could still faintly hear the commotion downstairs, but I wasn't worried at all. Listening to her whimpers actually made me feel more at ease, and soon I drifted off to sleep. I slept so soundly that when I groggily woke up, I realized something was wrong—I was tied up securely, and my clothes were back to how they were on the first day of my self-binding! Looking around, I saw Sun Ning sitting beside me, looking at me with a smirk. I was stunned, my mind filled with questions: How did she break free? And how did she tie me up so silently? I considered myself in control of the situation, but now, the tables had clearly turned. "You're finally awake?" Sun Ning looked at me with a mocking expression. Her tone was a little seductive, different from her usual demeanor. Her voice drawled, as if coated in honey, sending a shiver down my spine. I struggled hard, only to find myself bound so tightly that I couldn't move an inch. My mouth was stuffed with fabric, and all I could manage were muffled "Mmmph mmmph mmmph!" sounds. My whimpers were actually my questions, asking her what she wanted. Was she seeking revenge for me tying her up, or did she have other plans? But Sun Ning acted as if she didn't hear me, her eyes cold, that unsettling smile still on her lips. I watched as she slowly took out my phone from her pocket, her fingers flying across the screen. I was frantic, my eyes glued to her every move, my heart pounding. I had a terrible feeling something bad was about to happen. When she finally stopped and turned the phone screen towards me, I squinted through the stocking over my head and managed to make out the interface. It was our branch company's work group chat! My head buzzed, blood rushing to my temples. The group chat was filled with leaders and colleagues. Normally, discussions about work and progress reports took place there, and the atmosphere was very serious. Now, Sun Ning showing me this interface, what did it mean? A strong sense of unease washed over me, like the oppressive calm before a storm, making it hard to breathe. "Do you see what this is?" Sun Ning poked the phone screen with her finger, her eyes full of defiance. Her tone was casual, yet it carried an unspoken ruthlessness. I stared intently at the screen, my throat tightening, even swallowing becoming difficult. The group chat was silent at the moment, but I could already imagine the uproar from my colleagues once the message was sent. Anxious and fearful, I whimpered "Mmmph mmmph mmmph!" more intensely, desperately wriggling my body, trying to break free from my restraints. I no longer cared about dignity, my eyes pleading, hoping she would soften and tell me this was all a joke. But Sun Ning remained unmoved, just watching me coldly, her gaze like that of a lamb awaiting slaughter. Then, right before my eyes, she tapped the plus sign in the bottom right corner. After tapping the plus sign, she tapped "picture," and the interface immediately switched to the album. To my shock, my phone's album now contained numerous photos of me bound and tied! Seeing the images on the screen, I felt my heart leap into my throat. In those photos, I was wearing the stockings, tied to the bed with a horse-tie knot, in the most humiliating poses imaginable, my expression contorted beyond recognition. These were screenshots from the video she had filmed last time! My eyes widened, my eyeballs nearly popping out. I roared inwardly, she was actually going to send the pictures to the group chat! "Mmmph mmmph mmmph!" I whimpered desperately at her, trying to stop her. "Don't move!" Just as I was kicked down and tried to move my feet, Qin Tong stopped me! Of course, it wasn't that I stopped just because she said "don't move," but after she shouted, she slapped me twice more. These two slaps brought me back to my senses. "Kneel on the ground, or you won't get to smell again!" Qin Tong said coldly. And I was like an obedient student, doing whatever the teacher told me to do. I knelt as Qin Tong instructed, then she opened the suitcase, took out the handcuffs, and handed them to me. "Cuff your hands behind your back!" Qin Tong said in a commanding tone. I took the handcuffs, hesitated for a moment, then put my hands behind my back and cuffed myself. After cuffing myself, Qin Tong checked to make sure I had really cuffed myself before she confidently sat back down on the chair. "Come on, smell. I'll give you two more minutes!" Qin Tong said leisurely, stretching her leg out again as she spoke. The two minutes passed quickly, and Qin Tong kept her word, retracting her foot. When I tried to smell again, she stopped me. "Time's up, behave yourself!" Qin Tong said, her foot reaching towards my legs. She slowly rubbed my little brother with her stockinged foot. Soon, I started to moan. I was truly enjoying myself. This was something I only dared to dream about, and now I was actually experiencing it. Qin Tong continuously rubbed my sensitive parts, spewing lewd remarks as she did so! You really can't judge a book by its cover. I originally thought Qin Tong, this kind of cold and stunning goddess, would be serious and old-fashioned. Who would have thought she'd have such a contrasting personality! Then he made a move that shocked me: she pulled her stockings down to her knees and began to intimately touch me... What followed was natural, and I had a great time that night. Qin Tong was always in control. This woman might not look as strong, but when she went wild, she was even more ferocious than Cui Lin and Liu Jingdan combined. I was tossed around all night. By the time we were completely done, I could vaguely see the sky outside starting to lighten. ... The next day, I woke up with no idea what time it was. I groggily opened my eyes, only to find them covered. "Tong Jie? Tong Jie?" The gag in my mouth had been removed, and I could speak freely. "Oh, you're awake?" The bathroom door opened, and Qin Tong's voice came from nearby. "Tong Jie, what are you doing? Hurry and take this off my eyes. I should be going to work soon, right?" I asked Qin Tong. Qin Tong walked over to me now. She was wearing the hotel's disposable slippers, which made a soft rustling sound on the carpet. "Weren't you complaining about not getting enough rest lately? I'm just letting you get some good rest," Qin Tong said, placing her hands on my face. "But, don't I have to go to work today?" "It's okay, you're coming on a business trip with me. You don't have to go in. If anyone asks, I'll just say you drank too much." When I heard that, I felt something was off. "Ah? That... that doesn't sound right." Qin Tong was a bit like Sun Ning in that neither of them liked me to be long-winded. "You're being so fussy. Just do as I say. You'll stay here obediently. To make sure you don't misbehave, I need to add a few things." As Qin Tong spoke, she put a dog collar around my neck. After fastening the collar, she used the chain to tie my neck to both sides of the bedposts. This effectively fixed my head in place. My range of movement was restricted by the two chains, allowing me to only roll around on the bed. This way, I couldn't escape my restraints and also wouldn't fall off the bed. "Open up!" Qin Tong suddenly said to me after securing me. "I'm going to give you some water to drink." When I heard "open up," I was already a little apprehensive, because the last time I was told to open up, my mouth was just being gagged. "Lift your head up a bit," Qin Tong told me. After Qin Tong told me to lift my head, she indeed gave me some water to drink. After a few sips, I found it hard to drink more, but she said I'd be in the room for most of the day, so she wanted me to drink more. I really couldn't drink anymore, but I also felt she had a point. So, I forced myself to open my mouth again. However, this time, what greeted me wasn't a water bottle. Instead, Qin Tong shoved something into my mouth. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph!" I hadn't expected Qin Tong to do this, or perhaps my guard was down. Qin Tong stuffed the fabric in very decisively. By the time I thought of resisting, it was too late. She had completely stuffed it into my mouth. The fabric wad was small and didn't have a strong smell, so it probably wasn't a stocking. A stocking wad would be bigger. I suspected it might be underwear, but it didn't matter what it was now. After Qin Tong stuffed it into my mouth, she then put a ball gag over it. She still didn't seem completely at ease with the ball gag on, so she wrapped my mouth with bandages to prevent me from pushing the gag out. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph!" I could only make muffled sounds. I wanted Qin Tong to release me. I wanted to go see Jin Meixi again. After the awkward incident last night, I wanted to see what she was thinking. Honestly, I felt like Jin Meixi might have some interest in me, and I also thought she was quite nice. I meant as a girlfriend. Even though I've had contact with so many women, both Sun Ning and Qin Tong have a significant age difference with me. They're both mature women, perhaps more open-minded. But being open-minded doesn't mean they're suitable as my girlfriend. Even if I like to play around, I haven't lost the right to find a girlfriend. They didn't just use clamps; they also restricted Cui Lin's breathing. The method was the same as with Liu Jingdan: the stockings removed from Liu Jingdan's head were put back on Cui Lin, with two additional layers. A total of ten layers of stockings over her head were enough to severely restrict her breathing. Cui Lin's gasps were heavier than Liu Jingdan's had been, and the strange hissing sounds she made indicated she was only able to draw in very little oxygen with each breath. "Mmmph... mmmph..." Cui Lin's cries grew weaker, though her body still trembled slightly. Seeing this, I used to think Sun Ning and Qin Tong had been too harsh with me. Now, I realized I had completely misunderstood. They had actually been quite merciful towards me, at least not starting me off at such high intensity. I watched Cui Lin's situation for a while longer before turning my attention back to Liu Jingdan. I reached out and slowly removed the stockings from her head. Perhaps due to static electricity between the stockings and her hair, Liu Jingdan's hair sprang up in a messy halo as soon as the stockings were off, like she had just woken up. I reached out and gently smoothed her hair down a bit. "Don't move," I warned her in a low voice. Of course, she didn't listen at first, her body still writhing restlessly. I didn't waste any more words with her and directly resorted to punishment. No fancy tricks were needed; just pinching her nipples and spanking her backside was enough. If she didn't obey once, I'd do it twice; if she didn't obey twice, I'd do it thrice, and with each repetition, my blows became heavier. Before long, she quieted down and stopped struggling. Now that Liu Jingdan was still, it was time for me to make the next preparations. I rummaged through the box for a while and quickly found what I intended to use. When I picked up the item and let Liu Jingdan get a clear look at it, her pupils visibly contracted slightly. This was within my expectations. Because what I held in my hand was a stainless steel anal hook. The end of the hook was a smooth ball, designed to be inserted into the anus. I had never explored Liu Jingdan's rear before, and today I intended to try. It wasn't that I particularly enjoyed this kind of play, but rather that I simply wanted to test her limits. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph!" As soon as Liu Jingdan saw the hook, her cries immediately became much more intense. Clearly, this girl had done some research on BDSM training during this time and knew what I intended to do with the object in my hand. Seeing me holding the hook and getting closer, her body became restless again. She began to writhe frequently, even trying to roll over and hide her backside from me. Unfortunately, her horse-tie restraint was even tighter than Cui Lin's. The ropes between her hands and feet were left extremely short, giving her no room to roll over. Although she exerted all her strength, her body barely moved. I picked up the lubricant, poured some onto the ball of the hook, and carefully coated the entire surface. Then, I pulled her stockings and underwear down to below her knees. Even though Liu Jingdan struggled with all her might throughout the process, she couldn't stop me. I held her waist with one hand and, with the other, held the lubricated anal hook, slowly approaching her rear. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph!" Liu Jingdan's cries were agonizing because she could already feel a tearing, stretching pain in her anus. Fortunately, her mouth was tightly gagged, which prevented her cries from becoming too shrill. Perhaps the anal hook I bought was a bit too large, as the steel ball took a while to rub and still struggled to slide in. Eventually, I lost my patience and simply used a bit of force, which finally managed to push it in. However, only the ball was inserted into her anus. To go any further would require extreme caution. I couldn't use brute force anymore, or Liu Jingdan definitely wouldn't be able to take it. I could only slowly push forward with careful technique while observing her reactions, trying my best to consider her emotions. Fortunately, the anal hook finally entered its intended position completely. As the steel ball deepened, Liu Jingdan's slightly parted anus clenched tightly again, trapping the hook inside. The part of the hook that remained outside extended to her lower back, with a small ring at the end. I took a thin rope, threaded it through the ring, tied a tightening knot, and then wrapped the other end around her forehead, pulling it taut towards the back. This way, the anal hook was connected to her head, forcing her to lift her head, her neck bent back at a very uncomfortable angle. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph!" Liu Jingdan was naturally in extreme pain because of this, but there was nothing she could do about it. She could only endure it. Tears were streaming down her face, but I paid no attention. Today, I had only one principle: to torment her as much as possible without causing her internal injury. Then, I reached out and tore the tape off her mouth. She was still gagged with Sun Ning's stockings, which had been stuffed in her mouth since she was tied up, at least an hour and a half ago. It took some effort to remove the soaked stockings, which were covered in her saliva. "Hiss... Mmmph mmmph mmmph!" Liu Jingdan thought I would at least let her catch her breath, but as soon as the stockings were removed, I immediately covered her mouth with my hand again. Then, I inserted a gag with a tongue depressor into her mouth. "Ahhh ahhh ahhh!" Her cries changed completely now, from the previous "mmmph mmmph" to a clear "ahhh ahhh." The gag was firmly wedged between her teeth, and the tongue depressor pressed her tongue down hard. She could only move her tongue around inside the gag, trying to prevent saliva from flowing out, but she couldn't stop it at all. However, this scene was undeniably a strong temptation to me. If I could resist this temptation, I would truly be letting down my gender. So, I got off the bed and stood in front of Liu Jingdan, then began to unbuckle my belt. To be honest, it had been a long time since I had properly released myself. For a while, my lower half had been locked up by Sun Ning and Qin Tong, and I had only been allowed to release myself once at a hotel while on a business trip, by Qin Tong. After that, there had been nothing. Because shortly after returning from the business trip, Liu Jingdan started contacting me, so I decided to hold back for a while, saving the "supplies" for them. Now, it was finally time for me to enjoy myself comfortably. "Ahhh ahhh ahhh!" Liu Jingdan appeared very nervous. She had performed oral sex on me before, and we had been intimate. There was nothing to hide about that. However, at that time, things had happened naturally, and there weren't so many strangers present. Now, with Qin Tong and Sun Ning both present, and the game starting with such a harsh move, it was indeed difficult for her to accept. Liu Jingdan kept shaking her head, and her eyes even showed clear rejection. But I paid no attention to her. After all, I was playing the role of the kidnapper now. In this role, how could I possibly be influenced by a hostage? Ignoring Liu Jingdan's reaction, I proceeded to take off my pants. On the other side, Sun Ning and Qin Tong, seeing me like this, had a flicker of disdain in their eyes. However, because they still needed to maintain the pretense for Cui Lin, neither of them spoke. I didn't care what they thought of me or how they saw me. What I needed to do now was to get myself off quickly and feel comfortable. Otherwise, after all the effort I had put in, would it just end with a few touches? After taking off my pants, my penis had a noticeable reaction, though it was still a bit flaccid. I hastily shoved it into Liu Jingdan's mouth. "Ah~ Ahhh ahhh ahhh!" Liu Jingdan desperately shook her head, trying to break free from me immediately. Unfortunately, because I had connected her head to the anal hook earlier, her entire body was now fixed as one unit. Her neck had no room to twist freely, and she could only move her whole body slightly. I held my penis with one hand and pressed down on Liu Jingdan's head with the other, forcing her to watch as I slowly pushed my semi-hard member into her mouth, which was forcibly stretched open by the gag and unable to close. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph..." Liu Jingdan let out a pained cry, and saliva quickly dripped down the edges of the gag. Her tongue struggled helplessly within the gag, but could only be forced to wrap around my hardening member. I took a deep breath and slowly pushed my hips forward, feeling the warmth inside her mouth. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph!" Once my entire weapon was fully inserted into her mouth, Liu Jingdan's voice turned into a low whimper again. This sound seemed to be squeezed from the depths of her throat, sounding extremely difficult. "Gag... mmmph mmmph... gurgle..." Her head was still shaking slightly, trying to push the object out of her mouth, but my hands were firmly holding the back of her head, making it impossible for her to spit it out. Her breathing was still uneven, the stimulation from moments ago clearly lingering in her body. After finishing the sushi, I carefully wiped around her mouth with a tissue, then looked at her and said, "Open your mouth." Cui Lin hesitated for less than a second before obediently opening her mouth. I was very satisfied with her compliance. I picked up the prepared tongue depressor gag and slowly inserted it into her open mouth. This gag was the same model used on Liu Jingdan earlier. While it might have been slightly small for Liu Jingdan, for Cui Lin, it was already at its limit, stretching her mouth wide open. I wrapped the strap around the back of her head and tightened it, ensuring she couldn't spit it out. "Good," I said, patting her cheek. "There's more stimulation waiting for you." Cui Lin could only respond with soft "mm-hmms," her body no longer struggling violently, just swaying slightly as if adjusting to the new gag. I tidied up the sushi box and then called Qin Tong and Sun Ning from another room. I needed their help, and they would also be participating in the upcoming training. We proceeded to bind Cui Lin's body again, pressing her thighs tightly against her torso and securing them with ropes looped through her leg bends and around her trunk. Once this position was secured, Sun Ning re-threaded the rope through the ceiling beam and pulled down hard from the other side. Soon, Cui Lin was hoisted up again. This time, her feet left the ground, and she was suspended in mid-air, her buttocks raised high. This posture left her in a state of humiliation and helplessness, unable to exert any force, merely swaying gently with the movement of the ropes. I stepped back a couple of paces, carefully inspecting the knots to ensure she couldn't escape while also being able to endure for a certain period. After being hoisted up, Cui Lin instinctively writhed a few times, emitting muffled "ah-ah" sounds, clearly feeling ashamed and uneasy in this new position. With her thighs folded, the insides of her thighs were completely exposed, leaving her private parts and anus bare and unobstructed before us. I stepped forward, reached out, and patted her high-raised buttocks, murmuring, "How do you like this position? Your ass is sticking up so high, it's perfect for us to play with, isn't it?" Cui Lin could only let out a reluctant whimper, her body swaying gently with the ropes, unable to offer any effective resistance. "Are you ready? I'm going to do what I promised you!" I stood before Cui Lin, announcing that the main event was about to begin. Honestly, I was even more excited about this than I had been playing with Liu Jingdan earlier. Upon hearing my words, Cui Lin responded with a jumble of "ah-ah" sounds. Without further delay, I unzipped my pants and took out my fully erect cock. With one hand gripping my shaft and the other holding Cui Lin's chin to gently steady her head, I slowly aimed the tip towards her mouth, stretched open by the gag. "Open wider... yes, just like that..." I pushed my hips forward, slowly inserting my weapon into her mouth. Cui Lin's whimpers immediately changed. The gag restricted her mouth, forcing her to take my cock into her mouth, her tongue helplessly pressing against my shaft. "Ah~ so good..." I exhaled softly and then began to slowly thrust. Each thrust pushed directly to the back of her throat. Cui Lin's saliva was quickly drawn out, and at the same time, Qin Tong moved behind Cui Lin. She retrieved a long, retractable vibrator from the toolbox in the east room. The shaft was covered in hard rubber nubs, with a switch at the base. She applied a thick layer of lubricant to the vibrator and then, with gloved fingers, gently parted Cui Lin's anus, aiming the head of the vibrator at her slightly open hole. Qin Tong expertly pushed the vibrator in bit by bit. As the foreign object entered, Cui Lin's body stiffened abruptly, and she let out a sharp, pained whimper. The vibrator was slightly thicker than Qin Tong's fingers, and I could feel Cui Lin struggling to accommodate it as it went in. While thrusting in Cui Lin's mouth, I watched Qin Tong's movements. "Is it in? Start on the lowest setting, let her get used to it first." Qin Tong nodded and immediately pressed the switch. The vibrator emitted a low hum, beginning to vibrate slowly. Along with the vibration, the telescopic motor also started to operate. Cui Lin's entire body began to tremble. With the thrusting in her mouth and the dual stimulation of penetration and vibration in her anus, she was plunged into a state of chaotic arousal. Her cries shifted from "ah-ah-ah" to tearful "woo-ah-ah... woo-ah-ah..." Sun Ning stood to the side at this point, holding Cui Lin's suspended thighs, helping to keep her position stable and prevent her from moving erratically. I increased the speed of my thrusting in Cui Lin's mouth, each one hitting the deepest part of her throat. My cock was tightly enveloped by her warm, wet mouth, saliva constantly being drawn out and dripping down her chin. "Hold tighter... yes, just like that..." I panted, praising her in a low voice. Seeing me pick up the pace, Qin Tong also increased the vibrator's setting by one level. The intense vibration and thrusting immediately spread through Cui Lin's anus. Her body tensed, and her sphincter contracted forcefully, only serving to push the vibrator deeper. "Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!" Her whimpers became fragmented, a mixture of painful cries and uncontrollable pleasure overwhelming her. And at this moment, Sun Ning also joined in. Yes, she wasn't just an observer; she had also been prepared. Her participation, however, required a specific moment, a point where Cui Lin's body reached a certain level of sensitivity. Otherwise, Sun Ning's sudden involvement might force Cui Lin to stop. Sun Ning was wearing a dildo over her pants. This dildo was superior in both length and girth to the retractable vibrator in Qin Tong's hand, and its surface even featured realistic vein patterns. Sun Ning moved behind Cui Lin. Seeing this, Qin Tong immediately moved aside, standing to Cui Lin's side, while Sun Ning took Qin Tong's original position. She patted the entrance to Cui Lin's already reddened and swollen garden with her hand, seemingly assessing its wetness and softness. Cui Lin's body jolted as she felt something thicker than a finger press against her garden. She froze, her entire being rigid. Her struggles intensified, far more desperate than before. With her legs suspended and her feet unable to touch the ground, she thrashed her waist, desperately trying to push away the hard object about to invade her body. Her whimpers were heart-wrenching. Even with my spear still pressed against her throat, they couldn't be silenced. Her head shook incessantly as she cried out, as if pleading, "No... not there..." "Don't move, serve us obediently, and we'll make sure you feel good too! Don't worry, we've got protection!" I whispered to Cui Lin. Perhaps hearing about the protection eased her slightly, but her struggles didn't cease. As I continued to slowly thrust in and out of Cui Lin's mouth, I whispered to Sun Ning, "Slowly... don't push it all the way in at once." Sun Ning nodded. She then pushed only a small section of the tip in, allowing Cui Lin to fully experience the sensation of being penetrated. "Mmmph... mmmph...!" Cui Lin's cries grew more rapid. The shame of being violated from both front and back, coupled with the alien sensation of being stretched, pushed her to the brink of collapse. Sun Ning didn't stop. She placed her hands on either side of Cui Lin's waist, then with a thrust of her hips, began to slowly push forward. As the foreign object entered, Cui Lin's struggles gradually shifted from violent to weak, and her whimpers slowly morphed into sobs mixed with gasps. Watching her expression change, I murmured, "Can you feel it? How is it, isn't it amazing to have all three holes played with at once? Shall we play this game often in the future?" At this moment, the torment Cui Lin was enduring had reached the limit of what her body and mind could bear. With the last vestiges of her reason, she responded to me. Her head weakly shook, and her whimpers were now laced with heavy, ragged breaths. She was still trying to resist, but her body's reactions were becoming increasingly honest. Sun Ning finally pushed the entire dildo in completely. Once inserted, she didn't immediately begin thrusting. Instead, she paused for a few seconds, allowing Cui Lin to fully experience the feeling of being completely filled, before slowly beginning to move. Twenty minutes later... We concluded this round of intense fucking. Cui Lin was utterly spent, almost to the point of collapse. She hung from the rafter, her body still twitching slightly. Saliva mixed with my cum dripped continuously from the edges of the gag. Her whimpers had become soft and weak, tinged with obvious exhaustion. I took a few deep breaths and slowly withdrew the large cock still throbbing in her mouth. As I pulled it out, a large amount of viscous fluid, a mixture of saliva and cum, was drawn from her mouth, trailing down her chin. Cui Lin's mouth was still held open by the gag, her tongue resting limply on its edge, also coated in white fluid. I didn't let her rest immediately. Instead, I cupped her chin, forcing her to lift her head slightly. "Don't spit," I commanded in a low, forceful voice. "Swallow it all. Not a drop is to be wasted, do you hear me?" Though Cui Lin's eyes were covered, her body visibly tensed. She made muffled "Mmm... mmm..." sounds, clearly still resisting. I gave her no chance to refuse. I covered her mouth entirely with my palm, my fingers pressing firmly against her lips and the edges of the gag, leaving her no possibility of spitting it out. "Swallow," I repeated, my tone more serious than before. "Swallow obediently, and I'll let you rest for a while. Otherwise, I'll turn the vibrator in your ass to the highest setting and we'll start another round." Hearing this, Cui Lin's body trembled even more violently. I could feel her tongue weakly stirring within the gag, seemingly trying to push the cum out, but my palm held it tight, giving her no opportunity. "Swallow!" I threatened again, my voice low. "Don't force me to act. You can't even move right now, and you still want to resist me? Swallow obediently, and I'll let you rest." After my continuous threats for two to three minutes, she finally succumbed. I felt her throat move as she swallowed the cum in her mouth, bit by bit. With each swallow, her body would twitch slightly, as if enduring immense humiliation. I kept my hand over her mouth until I was certain she had swallowed everything, then slowly released my grip. Cui Lin coughed violently twice, then became still. Her entire body seemed to have been drained of all strength, hanging limply from the ropes, only her rapid breathing remaining. "Very good," I said, patting her cheek with satisfaction. "That's a good girl. From now on, do this every time. Be obedient, and I won't make it too difficult for you." With that, Sun Ning and I untied Cui Lin from the rafter. After placing her on the ground, we went to the east room to check on Liu Jingdan. Ten minutes earlier, Qin Tong had already gone to the east room. Perhaps she found playing with Cui Lin's ass for so long less interesting, so she went alone to play with Liu Jingdan. When Sun Ning and I arrived, the scene before us made us both pause in surprise. Liu Jingdan was still bound in a spread-eagle position on the kang, but she was now wearing a mask over her head. It was a black breathing mask that covered her entire face. The breathing holes were connected to a black flexible tube, the other end of which was attached to a small electric control box. I immediately remembered. This was the respiratory control machine Qin Tong had purchased. The principle of this machine was simple: it first supplied oxygen into the mask via an electric air pump for about 20 seconds. During this period, Liu Jingdan could breathe normally.