He really disgraced all men.

"Miss, is something wrong?" "You, there's a strange noise inside your fitting room partition!" the girl said, terrified. "We're very sorry, the exhaust pipe inside our partition is broken, so there are some noises. We've already reported it for repair." "But..." The girl wanted to say she thought it sounded like someone breathing, but seeing the beautiful sales associate's sincere smile, she didn't voice her thoughts. She nodded and left without buying anything. Little did she know, after she left, the beautiful sales associate let out a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from her brow. Even less did she know, inside the fitting room partition, a mummy wrapped in stockings and a skirt was hanging. Inside the mummy was a living, breathing man! ... Zhang Chengfeng's current state was truly desperate, with no one to call and nowhere to turn. His mouth was stuffed with underwear, tightly sealed by pantyhose. His face was covered by several pairs of underwear and stockings. Even though these socks and underwear had decent breathability, they severely restricted his breathing. The distinct feminine scents from two different sources brought him physical torment and mental humiliation. The stockings and scarves on his body were tied or wrapped very tightly, completely encasing him in a silk long skirt. The top and bottom edges of the skirt were sealed, and each was connected to a silk scarf, suspending him from a load-bearing rod. Zhang Chengfeng's vision was completely black. He didn't know what he was suspended from, nor where he was imprisoned. He dared not move, fearing that his struggles would cause the scarf holding him to loosen and him to fall. When he was first hung there, Zhang Chengfeng had managed to sleep for a while, but he was soon overcome by the heat. It was the height of summer. Even though the store had air conditioning and the cool air could enter the cubicle, with so many layers of wrapping, his sweat had already soaked through the stockings and skirt. What was even more critical was that the underwear and stockings covering his mouth and nose were also wet, even dampening the outermost garments. His breathing became increasingly difficult, and every breath consumed a significant amount of his energy. At the same time, he felt an intense urge to urinate, which grew stronger and stronger. He even considered just letting go and urinating, but when he tried, he discovered that because the silk scarf was tightly constricting his penis, he couldn't even urinate. Zhang Chengfeng felt both pain and shame. After a while, he heard the sound of a door opening and closing. He thought he would finally be released, but he waited until the person left without any sign of his liberation. Combining the sounds he had heard with the constant comings and goings, Zhang Chengfeng suddenly realized that he was suspended inside the fitting room partition. They were incredibly bold. Weren't they afraid of being discovered? Even if they had some leverage over him, they wouldn't get away with kidnapping and imprisoning him if it were found out! Zhang Chengfeng now dared not move even more. If this were to make the news, his embarrassing deeds, and the fact that he, a grown man, was wrapped up like this by women, would be enough to cause him to die of shame. He not only dared not move but also dared not even breathe heavily. Of course, he couldn't breathe heavily anyway, being wrapped in so many layers of underwear. People came and went from the fitting rooms, making Zhang Chengfeng very envious. He felt increasingly humiliated, thinking that he had lost his freedom and had become a prisoner, no, a prisoner under a skirt. This was the most agonizing day of Zhang Chengfeng's life. The stuffiness, the soreness in his body, the intense urge to urinate, coupled with hunger and despair, he couldn't help but cry. But the tears that flowed were immediately absorbed by the underwear on his face... After an unknown amount of time, the fitting room door was opened again. Zhang Chengfeng assumed it was another customer trying on clothes and didn't pay much attention. Then, with a "click," the partition was removed, and a sliver of light penetrated. The silk scarves at the ends of the skirt were untied, and then he was lifted and carried upstairs, then thrown onto the cold bathroom floor. The opening of the skirt around his head was loosened, and the restraints of the silk scarves on the outside were also removed. The pale gold silk long skirt, which he had once dreamed of and now was his nightmare, was finally taken off. Zhang Chengfeng felt a sense of release all over his body. "Need to pee?" Cheng Li's voice came from his ear. Zhang Chengfeng nodded quickly, and then he was lifted again, supported to stand beside the toilet. Up to this point, he was still wearing pantyhose, his legs still tightly bound by silk scarves, unable to separate. His penis was still covered by a stocking, with a silk scarf tied around it. A pair of slender hands pulled down his pantyhose, just above the silk scarf, and then helped him take out his fully engorged penis. The silk scarf was untied, and the wet stocking was removed. Zhang Chengfeng felt immense relief as a long stream poured out... "A man's bladder can hold so much urine!" A gasp came from beside Zhang Chengfeng's ear. He vaguely recognized it as Zhou Shuwen's voice and couldn't help but think to himself: After being tied up and held for so long, how could I not pee this much! My bladder was about to explode! Then he was lifted again and seemed to be placed in the bathtub. "Why are you sweating so much? Shall big sister help you take a bath?" Zhang Chengfeng nodded. At this moment, several hands touched his body, helping to loosen most of the restraints on his hands, feet, and head, leaving only one stocking binding his hands and the gag in his mouth. When the last piece of underwear covering his face was removed, Zhang Chengfeng finally inhaled the long-lost fresh air. His eyes took a long time to adjust before he could see his surroundings clearly, and he couldn't help but gasp. Several women were holding a plastic hose pointed at him. Instantly, the water, turned to its highest setting, shot towards him. With his hands still bound behind him, Zhang Chengfeng couldn't dodge. Breathing only through his nose, he choked on several mouthfuls of water, desperately flailing in the bathtub. The women, with wicked smiles, sprayed water on his face and sensitive areas. Watching Zhang Chengfeng struggle in the bathtub, they continuously mocked him. To them, Zhang Chengfeng's terrified whimpers sounded like the most pleasant music... A soft yet rough silk fabric entered my mouth, then was forcefully pushed further in by a hand until it almost touched my throat. My blurry consciousness felt a wave of nausea. I instinctively tried to push it out with my tongue, when suddenly I felt a tightening pain at the corner of my mouth. A thin thread-like object constricted my lips, simultaneously pushing the silk fabric completely into my mouth, then wrapping around my head once, returning to my mouth, and tied in a knot. What was happening?! I wanted to shout and ask, but the words that reached my lips turned into muffled "Mmmph" sounds. By now, I was starting to realize something was wrong, my sleepiness mostly gone. I anxiously tried to open my eyes, only to find complete darkness... Damn it! My eyes were covered too, I couldn't see anything! At the same time, I felt a tight sense of restraint on my hands and feet, along with the tearing pain that came with being bound. Had I been kidnapped? A strong sense of fear surged through me. I started to struggle desperately, shaking my head, my muffled sounds becoming pathetic. Besides that, something felt off about my lower body, but I couldn't pinpoint what was wrong. In my mind, I started to mutter: "Big brother kidnapper, I'm just a poor working guy, renting a tiny broken apartment. You won't even make back your expenses kidnapping me!" Suddenly, I felt gusts of warm air brush across my face. Was the kidnapper right in front of me? I was so scared I stopped struggling, not daring to even breathe. "Hee hee hee~" A woman's laughter echoed in my ears. Wait, this voice... it sounded a bit familiar? Just then, a slender hand reached towards my ear and grabbed the blindfold covering my eyes, pulling it off. Accustomed to the darkness for a long time, I couldn't immediately adjust to the stimulus of light. I could only squint my eyes to get a general look. I wouldn't have known if I hadn't looked, but seeing it, the woman standing in front of me was actually... my high school sister! She was wearing a blue school uniform skirt, bending over, her face close to mine, slowly pulling white thigh-high stockings onto her legs... The "kidnapper" was my own sister? Looking around, I realized I had been stuffed into her closet by my sister. Then, I struggled to lower my head and looked at my own body's condition. When I saw it clearly, I was so angry I almost fainted. I was wearing a pink mini slip dress, and on my legs, she had put on sexy white pantyhose! My "silky legs" were forced to cross in front of me, my crossed legs bound tightly at the ankles with rope and then hung from the clothes rod above my head. My knees were also bound with rope, pulled outwards towards the handles on the sides of the cabinet. I couldn't see what was happening behind me, but I could roughly feel my arms being tightly restrained by countless ropes, also connected to the clothes rod. Where did this girl learn these binding techniques? She managed to tie me up like a giant mummy! "Brother, how does my stocking smell?" My sister had finished putting on her stockings and reached out, caressing my face. It was then I realized that what was blocking my mouth was her The time spent locked in the closet was a descent into true despair. My sister's bindings were already tight, and as time wore on, the knots that had offered some slack were pulled even tighter by my struggles. This little brat had learned some binding technique from somewhere, managing to tie up a grown man like me and suspend him in the closet. Not only could I not break free, but my position was both humiliating and agonizing. The pantyhose gag greedily sucked at my saliva. Having not drunk water for a long time, my mouth grew increasingly dry, and my tongue gradually lost sensation under the forceful stuffing. My entire jaw ached from the deformation caused by the gag. Lost in darkness, I had long since lost all sense of time. I had no idea what time it was outside. Compared to my sister's physical torment, this mental anguish was far more painful. My consciousness began to blur, but every time I drifted towards sleep, the violent tremors in my rear end would jolt me back to agonizing life! What made me even more bewildered was that my body seemed to be growing increasingly aroused by the teasing of my rear end. I could even vaguely feel a slight, unknown liquid seeping out, dampening the crotch of the pantyhose. The soundproofing in my apartment building was poor, and the closet I was in was right next to the hallway. I could hear every passing footstep. At the slightest sound, I'd perk up my ears, hoping it was my sister returning. But hope was repeatedly dashed. The neighbors' This time, in my unconsciousness, I no longer dreamt of my past with Chen Jiatong, only a pitch-black, cold, and empty void. When I woke up, I found myself lying flat on the cold ground. Suddenly, my left arm felt numb and painful, as if it had fallen asleep from being pressed for too long. I wanted to turn over, but the effects of the drug made me unable to muster any strength. After struggling for a long time, I managed to roll onto my side. Currently, the only restraint on me is a pair of handcuffs, binding my hands behind my back. Compared to the suffocating despair of the silk bag, this restraint is considered quite humane. According to the mysterious woman, once the silk bag is soiled, the entire bag is ruined. It seems to be true. I looked around and found myself in a place resembling a prison, similar to what Yang Han had shown me on the second basement level. I just don't know which basement level I'm on now. Suddenly, I heard a low grunting sound behind me, like a cat's purr. I quickly realized it must be a man whose mouth has been gagged. But when my mouth was gagged before, I could still make a louder muffled sound. Why is his sound so faint? I struggled to turn my head and rolled over again. When I saw the man's predicament, I, who thought I was already familiar with this "male virtue class," still broke out in a cold sweat. The man was bound with countless thick hemp ropes, his limbs tied in a splayed position. He wore a muzzle-like gag, which must be the reason he could only make such a faint sound. A ring hung from the ceiling, and three rope loops on the ring were connected to the knots on his back, legs, and neck collar. The man was very muscular. I always thought I was quite strong, but compared to him, I was practically skin and bones. Yet, even so, no matter how much he tensed his muscles, he couldn't break free from the restraints that were like a spiderweb. The man looked like he weighed at least eighty kilograms. These few knots were holding up such a strong man. The hemp ropes dug deeply into his flesh, and I saw that the skin at many of the binding points had turned purple. The rope connected to his neck collar was short and tight, forcing him to hold his head up to the maximum extent. His entire body was twisted to the extreme due to the suspension, as if a gentle push would snap his spine. In addition to this, his body was covered in various whip marks, burns, and scars from unknown causes. On his raised chest, two terrifying metal clamps were attached, each connected to his collar by a thin chain. This meant that any slight movement of his neck would cause a tearing pain in his chest from the clamps. Most horrifyingly, the man's penis was in a semi-erect state, hanging limply. It was covered in a black cotton sheath, but the tip was exposed. A string of metal beads hung from his urethra! The diameter of the metal beads was about the same as his urethra. I don't know how this thing was inserted, and to prevent the beads from slipping out, at least two-thirds of their length remained inside his body... As I observed him in surprise, the man was also watching me. His eyes were somewhat unfocused, and due to the inhuman binding and torture, he rolled his eyes from time to time. However, he seemed to be shaking his head with all his might, making strange grunting sounds. Seeing me frozen in place, he seemed to become anxious. His eyes shifted downwards, and his head nodded up and down. He wanted me to help him remove the gag? I snapped back to reality and prepared to help him remove the gag. Since my hands were cuffed behind my back, I could only turn sideways, tilt my head, and aim with my peripheral vision. The gag was secured with straps. It wasn't difficult to remove, but the straps behind his head were too tight. Moreover, with my back to him, it took me quite some effort to loosen them. When the straps on both sides were undone, I expected the gag to fall off naturally, but this did not happen. The man's voice became louder, but it was still a grunting sound. I was very surprised. I turned around and looked closely, only then did I understand the reason, but I couldn't help but gasp. In the very center of the black gag was a jet-black rubber dildo. This rubber dildo, of unknown length, was inserted straight into the man's mouth, seemingly down to his throat. This was why the man's voice was so faint and why his eyes were rolling. I turned sideways again and carefully, little by little, pulled the rubber dildo out of his mouth. The man gagged several times during the process. When the rubber dildo was completely removed, the man let out a huge sigh of relief and then coughed violently. Looking at this man who had suffered inhuman torture, and the black rubber dildo covered in his saliva on the ground, my fear of these women deepened. Although I had endured a lot of torture from these women before, it wasn't until I saw the horrific punishment inflicted on this man that I understood why those "insects" would kneel and bow their heads at the sight of these women, not daring to show any intention of resistance. Finally freed from the torment of the gag, the man said in a hoarse voice: "Cough, cough, these damned bitches! Don't let me get out, or else... cough, cough, cough!" He suddenly remembered my presence and asked: "Are you new here?" "Uh, yes." For some reason, I felt an inexplicable sense of fear when I spoke to him. "I, cough, cough, have been locked up here for a long time, maybe a year, maybe two years, or even longer..." He paused, trying to stop his swaying body while suspended in the air, but to no avail. He continued: "At first, I believed what they said, that as long as I learned male virtue, obeyed them, and submitted to being a woman's slave, I could be released. Back then, I acted like a dog, wagging my tail and begging these bitches. I finally managed to get sent to the second basement level..." "Sent to the second basement level?" "Yes, this prison has five basement levels. The first basement level is where those bitches' offices are, and it's the only passage to the outside. I've been on levels four, three, and two. The cruelty decreases in that order. Compared to the fourth basement level, the second basement level is practically paradise." Su Qianyue, seeing that my cock was impossibly hard after the session, took the last remaining white thigh-high stocking and slipped it over my shaft, beginning to stroke me up and down. Just as I was about to cum, Su Qianyue suggested they switch positions. She straddled my face, saying she wanted me to taste her down there. Qin An pulled up my pants, which had been dragged down to my heels, forcing my legs to lift vertically. She then slid her beautiful legs between mine, teasing my cock. Su Qianyue also braced herself with her hands on the ground, brought her legs together, and used her soft, jade-like feet to clamp onto my shaft. The girls controlled the pressure from their feet perfectly, prolonging my release, which should have happened long ago, for another ten minutes. Qin Nan would occasionally kick and stomp on my balls, eliciting those incredibly melodious moans from me. Su Qianyue, sitting on my face, would then slap me and laughingly scold, "Don't moan like a slut, you bitch!" In the days that followed, they would drag me to the equipment room every other day after school. They would check if I was wearing my collar and then subject me to various forms of binding and play. For instance, they would tie me up and place me on the ground, covering my head with their stockings and boots. They would insert electric toys into my cock and ass, then whip and kick me, or verbally humiliate me, forcing me to climax under this extreme stimulation and torment. Another time, they attached a chain to my collar and led me, blindfolded, crawling around the equipment room. Sometimes they would sit on my back. Su Qianyue was fine, but Qin Nan was too heavy. Several times, I couldn't bear the weight and collapsed to the ground. Su Qianyue would mock, "Nannan, you need to lose weight! I ride on him and I'm fine!" After some playful teasing and roughhousing between the two girls, I was always the one to suffer. The usually gentle Qin Nan could be quite ruthless. She would directly kick my balls while I was lying on my stomach, softly groaning, "Can't you be useful at all, you bitch!" As time went on, the complex relationship between the three of us grew increasingly intimate. Outside of our training sessions, Su Qianyue and I would interact like a couple, with Qin Nan nearby, occasionally engaging with me. I craved their humiliation and torment like a lowly slave, sometimes even feigning resistance and reluctance just to please them. Once, I almost called Su Qianyue "Master" in front of classmates. The change came on a typical Thursday. Su Qianyue had told me the day before that they had exams this week and wouldn't be training me for the next two days. However, as I walked out of the classroom after school, I couldn't help but glance around, holding onto a sliver of hope that their figures would appear. "You're disappointed that Su Qianyue isn't here, aren't you?" Jiang Sisi appeared behind me at some point. "No, I just..." I tried to explain, but I was momentarily speechless. I remembered her seeing me dressed in women's clothes, bound and played with, and realized any explanation would be futile. I simply turned and walked away. "Hmph, you already see yourself as their slave, don't you? A slave is naturally disappointed when they don't receive their master's favor for a day!" Jiang Sisi said softly from behind me. Fearing that my conversation with her might be overheard by classmates, I quickened my pace and fled in a panic. As I rounded a corner, almost running, I bumped into someone. It seemed to be a short little girl. She yelped and fell backward, landing on her butt. The incident happened so suddenly that I didn't get a clear look at her face, but I could tell she was a pretty little loli. She lowered her head, her slender legs clad in white stockings bent in front of her. One hand supported her forehead, the other covered her backside, clearly in pain from the fall. "Are you okay?" I quickly stepped forward to help her up. As I approached and bent down, the little loli suddenly looked up. A wicked smile flashed across her pure and cute face, sending a jolt through me. The next second, she raised the hand she had been holding behind her back. In it, she held something that looked like a spray bottle, and she sprayed it directly at me. The liquid had a pungent fragrance. Sensing danger, I quickly retreated. It was then that I finally recognized her identity – the little loli from the party who had wanted to play with me when I was tied to the baby stroller! The little loli leaped lightly to her feet and tilted her head, smiling at me, "Long time no see, Senior Yang Ting!" "You..." I had only uttered half a word when a slender hand reached out from behind me and grabbed my wrist. I turned my head to see Jiang Sisi, who had appeared behind me. Beside her stood a tall girl with a high ponytail, holding a sack aloft, its dark opening gaping, ready to be pulled over my head! My vision immediately went black. I was covered from head to elbow by the sack. I struggled fiercely, but the spray the little loli had used on me must have contained anesthetic. My limbs quickly grew weak, and my consciousness became hazy. Adding to that, Jiang Sisi and the tall girl were very strong. The two girls, with their four hands, held me firmly. The sack was slowly pulled down, quickly covering my hands all the way to my thighs. "Let me go!" I shouted indistinctly from within the sack, using my last bit of strength. In broad daylight, they were publicly kidnapping me at school! The next second, a pair of delicate little hands covered my mouth and nose from outside the sack. It was clearly the little loli's hands. I heard her giggle from outside, "Stop shouting, Sister Su won't come to save you!" They pushed me to the ground. Completely unable to resist, I was completely encased in the sack from head to toe. My consciousness gradually faded. The last thing I remembered before losing consciousness was being hoisted up, not knowing where they were taking me. It was unclear how much time had passed before I regained consciousness. I felt an uncomfortable sensation in my limbs and instinctively stretched, only to discover I couldn't move my hands or feet. Simultaneously, a tightening pain around my neck threatened to suffocate me. The pressure eased only when I straightened my back and leaned against something cold. "You're awake, Senior Yang Ting?" a young, sweet voice chirped. I blinked my eyes open groggily and saw the little萝莉 sitting not far in front of me, elegantly perched on a chair with her hands clasped under her chin. She wore alluring white stockings and small black leather shoes, her legs crossed, the gleaming shoes pointed directly at my head. The little萝莉 had waist-length twin ponytails and wore a JK-style school uniform. Despite her young age, her chest was already somewhat developed. Her face was round, exuding cuteness with a hint of allure. Her nose was delicate, and her eyes were large and watery, yet they were fixed on me. Her gaze sent a jolt through me, and remembering the events before I lost consciousness, I quickly lowered my head to check my body's condition. My clothes were completely gone. I was wearing a girl Her gaze, condescending and dismissive, fell upon me. With a gentle, serene smile, she spoke, "Brother, you're finally awake!" It was then I realized something was amiss. Why was my sister here? A sudden jolt of panic struck as I found myself unable to move my limbs. I was tied up! I quickly looked down to assess my situation. The sight nearly sent me to the floor in a fit of rage, close to fainting. I was clad Tonight, my girlfriend seemed to still be wanting more. After our interrogation games, we'd already taken a steamy bath together, but after dinner, she coaxed me into the shower again. I knew she was up to some new trick to torment me. I mumbled about not wanting to be wrung dry, but deep down, I was getting excited. Even as I showered, my cock got hard all on its own. "Yueyue, I'm done showering... Huh? Where are you?" Emerging from the bathroom naked, I looked around, unable to find my girlfriend. Thinking she must be waiting for me in the bedroom, I walked in. The moment I entered, my girlfriend, who had been hiding behind the door, pounced on me and pushed me onto the bed. Then, a weight settled on my waist, and she was straddling me. My arms were roughly twisted behind my back, and a pair of stockings, thinned to threads, were tied around my wrists, quickly knotted to secure my hands behind me. Li Feiyue's binding skills were already incredibly proficient. In the entire process, I only managed to yelp "Ouch!" before she had me completely subdued. "Yueyue, be gentle... *whimper*!" Before I could finish speaking, a flesh-colored stocking descended from above, appearing before my eyes. It was pulled tight against the corner of my mouth and then tied securely behind my head. "Little slave doesn't have the right to speak~" Li Feiyue's soft, sweet voice came from behind me. A powerful sense of humiliation washed over me, yet my excitement grew. I writhed and struggled beneath my girlfriend, the thing between my legs already rock hard. My girlfriend produced a large pile of crumpled stockings. I was surprised; she had so many "hidden treasures." The thought that all these stockings would soon be used on me filled me with a strange anticipation. After blindfolding me with a pair of thigh-high stockings, my girlfriend proceeded to bind my body meticulously with over a dozen more. My little brother was not spared. In her hands, the stockings seemed to transform into a binding tool more secure than any rope. Symmetrical and aesthetically pleasing knots connected the numerous stockings, completing a beautiful kinbaku, and I became the little slave trapped within this cage of silk. Suddenly, my girlfriend lifted my upper body and moved me to the other side of the bed, laying me flat on the neatly made duvet. My vision obscured by stockings, I immediately understood her intention: she wanted to wrap me in the duvet. My girlfriend and I had played the duvet-wrapping game many times before. Being enveloped by the soft duvet felt quite good, but it was the height of summer, and even with the air conditioning on, being wrapped in a duvet was incredibly hot. So, I shook my head and struggled on the duvet, expressing my reluctance. "No moving!" Li Feiyue's stern reprimand cut through the air. Disregarding my protests, she rolled up one side of the duvet, flipped it over to cover me from the neck down, carefully smoothed it out, and then forcefully pushed me to roll to the other side. The entire duvet was now completely wrapped around me. "Let's see how you move now!" My girlfriend produced a few more stockings and, through the duvet, bound me from head to toe. I was now like a clumsy caterpillar, able to do little more than wriggle laboriously on the bed. After toying with me inside the duvet for a while, my girlfriend, who had been straddling me, suddenly lowered herself and pulled me into her embrace, simultaneously clamping me tightly between her legs, as if hugging a large stuffed toy. Suddenly, a hand reached up to my head, untied the stocking knot behind my neck, and then a cherry-red lip pressed against mine. We began to kiss passionately in this strange position and posture... After the kiss, I was still catching my breath, already drenched in sweat from the duvet's embrace. Just then, my girlfriend leaned close to my ear and whispered: "Baby, my best friend wants to borrow you for a few days." After a brief bout of intimacy, we were both naked. Jiang Yan turned and opened the cabinet containing our "playthings," retrieving tape, handcuffs, and a leather whip. "Honey, how about we skip the games today and just keep it simple?" I asked with a wry smile, finding shopping with women exhausting. "No, I want to play!" Jiang Yan handed me the handcuffs, gesturing for me to tie her up. Usually, I played the role of the captor, using bondage and spanking as foreplay. However, since I wasn't very skilled with ropes, we mostly used tape and restraints. Women are truly remarkable creatures. While it's understandable for someone like Jiang Yan, who exercises regularly, to be energetic, Zheng Lan, who gets tired after a short walk, could shop all day in high heels without complaint. Seeing my hesitation, Jiang Yan suddenly declared, "Hmph, if you won't tie me, then I'll tie you up today!" "Hahaha, how could you possibly tie me up..." I was about to mock Jiang Yan's slender arms and legs, thinking she couldn't possibly subdue me, when she pushed me over onto the bed, face down. My arms were twisted behind my back, and with a couple of clicks, my wrists were cuffed. "Ouch, Yan Yan, you're quite strong!" Although Jiang Yan's actions actually hurt a bit, men are proud creatures, so I quipped, "You're surprisingly strong!" Jiang Yan calmly took a black gag from the cabinet, straddled my back, grabbed the straps on either side of the gag, and put it in my mouth, tightening the straps securely. "Hee hee, can't talk now, can you!" Jiang Yan leaned over me, her fragrant hair tickling my face as she whispered in my ear, making me squirm. Before I knew it, I was hard. For the first time being tied up by my girlfriend, I felt a strange sense of excitement. Jiang Yan raised the whip and struck me a few times. The blows weren't hard, but the thought of my cute girlfriend pinning me down and whipping me sent a wave of intense contrast and shame through me. "Mmmph mmmph—" I cooperated with a few muffled sounds and feigned struggles. I could clearly feel my erection pressing against the soft mattress, extending from between my thighs. While I'm not exactly a chauvinist and we often switched positions when I was with Jiang Yan, being tied up and played with like this was incredibly shameful. I instinctively squeezed my legs together, trying to hide my throbbing erection. "Oh dear, I wore this gag last time, and I think I forgot to wash it!" Jiang Yan suddenly announced. The shame of a gag lies not only in its ability to silence you but also in the drool that inevitably escapes when your mouth is forced open. The usually charming Jiang Yan, when gagged, would look at me with a pitiful expression, a string of saliva often hanging from her lips, making her look incredibly slutty... It hit me instantly: this gag was still wet with her saliva from last time, and she'd put it in my mouth without washing it! I turned my head to look at Jiang Yan, shaking my head and making muffled sounds, trying to signal her to take it off. "What, you don't like my saliva?" Jiang Yan asked, a hint of displeasure in her voice. I shook my head frantically, but my expression betrayed my inner turmoil. Jiang Yan swung the whip and struck me hard twice. "I'm not taking it off! You're my slave now! I call the shots!" I struggled with all my might, but the restraints were tight, and with Jiang Yan straddling me, I couldn't move. A sense of forced humiliation washed over me, a feeling I'd never experienced before. It was shameful, yet simultaneously exhilarating. My lower half was already throbbing, and my legs could barely contain it. "Hehehe, baby, you've been kidnapped now!" Jiang Yan, seeing my helplessness, chuckled. "Your hands are tied, and your mouth is gagged, so you can't even scream!" I heard the sound of tape tearing behind me. Turning my head, I saw her wrapping several layers of tape around my ankles and knees. She continued, "Mmmhmm, now your legs can't move either!" Jiang Yan flipped me over, and my hidden erection was finally exposed to her. "Tsk tsk tsk, you're already this hard, my little darling!" Jiang Yan grabbed my rock-hard cock and began to stroke it up and down, her face flushed as she gazed at me. The sight sent waves of excitement through me, and under her teasing, I couldn't help but let out a loud, muffled moan. She had pleasured me with her hands before, but nothing compared to this. Was it because my hands and feet were tied? I savored the sensation, feeling as though every stroke sent a tremor through my heart. This feeling of shame, helplessness, and the uncontrollable arousal of my body was utterly divine! They quickly pinpointed the source of the strange sound: it was that massive, flesh-colored “thing” in front of the sofa. The three women gathered around and only then could they clearly make out the appearance of that “thing.” It was an irregular, flattened sphere, its surface wrapped in thick, flesh-colored silk fabric. Through the fabric, human body parts and skin were faintly visible, making it clear that a person was inside. The outer layer was bound with several intricate strands of thin, elastic material—somewhat resembling the stockings the girls wore on their legs. Tang Qian crouched down and tentatively tugged at the fabric covering the bundle, then gave the straps binding it a pull. After confirming her suspicion, she exclaimed excitedly, “They really are stockings!” As if sensing the sounds around him, a muffled groan came from inside the bundle once more. It was the voice of a grown man, and his mouth must have been covered with something. The bundle writhed back and forth on the ground, looking utterly comical. Tang Qian gave the bundle another nudge, accidentally hitting the person inside right on the buttocks, then couldn’t help but chuckle, “You’re Guan Zhejun, right? How did you end up wrapped in a woman’s stockings?” “Are you really Guan Zhejun?” Ye Tong also leaned in close to the head of the person beneath the bundle and asked. By now, they had both realized that the person wrapped up in that bundle was almost certainly Guan Zhejun himself. The muffled sounds coming from the bundle grew louder, as if he were trying to say something, and his struggles became more frequent and intense. “Let’s untie him first—at least to confirm that it really is Guan Zhejun,” Xiao Wenjun suggested. The two girls agreed and began working to loosen the restraints on the bundle. The knot on the outer layer of the stockings was a slipknot, so it wasn’t difficult to untie, and they quickly undid it. Next, the girls spent some time searching for the opening of the stocking-wrapped bag. It had to be said that this stocking was incredibly voluminous and highly elastic; even after wrapping his entire body, there was still a long section of stocking left at the opening, which had been tightened, wrapped around, and tied off. To their surprise, the stocking wrappings consisted of far more than just one layer, and the openings of each layer were in different positions. The three girls had no choice but to keep turning his body over and over again; it wasn’t until that day that they truly understood the meaning of the phrase “unraveling layer by layer.” After removing four layers of identical-colored stockings, all that remained on his body was a single layer of white stockings as thin as a cicada’s wing. Stretched to their limit, the stockings had become almost transparent, finally allowing them to see the full extent of the man’s body beneath. Inside the stockings, he was stripped down to nothing but a pair of underwear; his hands were tightly bound behind his back, and countless strands of stockings were tightly wrapped around his chest, forming a bizarre pattern that firmly secured his arms and upper body together. His legs were spread apart, with his thighs and calves folded and bound by stockings, with each leg of a single pair of pantyhose wrapped around one of his knees, the middle section hanging behind his neck, pulling his legs tightly toward his abdomen—which was why, once bound and wrapped, he resembled a flattened ball. His head was also pulled into a pair of stockings that looked quite thick, with dark stockings covering the areas around his mouth and eyes, tied in a knot at the back of his head. “Wow, whoever tied him up really knows how to have fun!” Tang Qian, panting from exhaustion, wiped the sweat from her brow and couldn’t help but exclaim. Hearing Tang Qian’s words, Ye Tong’s expression grew somewhat peculiar. She’d heard that some people with unusual fetishes actually enjoyed being bound and wrapped in pantyhose—could Guan Zhejun really be that kind of pervert? The three women quickly unwrapped the final layer of stockings. Instead of rushing to free him from his restraints, they worked in perfect unison to first remove the stocking hood covering his head—they needed to confirm whether this was actually Guan Zhejun. “Hey, it really is you, Handsome Guan. How’d you end up like this after waking up?” Tang Qian teased. As the stocking hood was pulled aside, the handsome face beneath it confirmed beyond a doubt that this man was indeed Guan Zhejun. His mouth was still gagged, and as he lay on the floor, his face flushed bright red. He shook his head frantically at the three women, letting out muffled cries—a scene that was utterly comical. Ye Tong crouched beside Guan Zhejun’s head, the hem of her Lolita-style skirt draping over her beautiful, stocking-clad legs, which were faintly visible beneath it—she looked both demure and adorable. She gently slipped her slender fingers into his mouth and struggled mightily to remove the gag—only to discover it consisted of no less than two pairs of pantyhose! Tang Qian, crouching on the other side of him, remarked once again, “I never would have thought a man’s mouth could hold so much!” Now finally able to speak, Guan Zhejun first coughed violently. When he realized what had been stuffed in his mouth for so long, he couldn’t help but retch. Guan Zhejun looked up to see the two pretty girls crouched beside him. He was completely naked except for a pair of underwear, which had been tied into a tight bundle with the girls’ pantyhose. A wave of intense shame washed over him; his face flushed all the way to his ears, but down below, he had a reaction—a small tent springing up between his legs. "Open your mouth!" Qin Nan's grip tightened, her fingers digging into my hair, causing a sharp pain. The contrast between her delicate voice and the commanding tone was strangely captivating, stirring a hidden excitement amidst the humiliation. To my own surprise, I obeyed her command without hesitation, opening my mouth. It was only then that I realized they intended to stuff those stockings in there. I wanted to resist, but it was too late. Qin Nan's slender hand shoved the entire wad of stockings into my mouth, then swiftly covered my nose and mouth with her palm. The faint, sweet scent emanating from her fingers was intoxicating. Qin Nan left a small gap between her fingers and used her other hand to push the stockings further in. The soft, slightly rough fabric was forced deep into my throat. The thought of the visible stains on the crotch of the stockings that my brother had seen, coupled with the strong feminine scent emanating from them, triggered a wave of intense nausea. I began to gag uncontrollably, desperately struggling against the ropes that bound me, my eyes rolling back. This torment, however, didn't last long. Qin Nan released her grip, and instead, took something from Su Qianyue's bag. I recognized it as an object with a black ball, similar to the gag that had been stuffed in my mouth earlier. However, this one had more complex straps on its sides and top. Before I could react, Qin Nan had already placed it in my mouth. These straps held the ball firmly in place, preventing me from spitting out the stockings. I glanced at a mirror and realized it was a bit like a horse's bridle, a gag. Besides the straps on either side of the ball, there was a triangular frame that extended from the bridge of my nose to the back of my head, secured to the straps on the sides of my mouth. With this horse-bit-like gag in place, my ability to speak was completely taken away. The muffled sounds I made were even weaker than before. This gag was not only more restrictive than the simple ball gag but also far more humiliating. Considering the numerous ropes binding my body and the collar around my neck, I felt like a misbehaving puppy, punished and adorned like a pretty decoration, gagged and left in place for them to play with. I didn't understand why such a strange thought crossed my mind. All I knew was that if this continued, I would end up like the men beside me, completely fallen at the girls' feet, reduced to their slaves. As I lowered my head, lost in thought, I suddenly noticed Qin Nan's legs, clad in her skirt, move closer to me. I looked up blankly and saw the alluring curve of her breasts beneath her pale pink silk dress, almost causing me to bump my head into the cleavage. Looking further up, I saw Qin Nan gazing down at me from above, her captivating eyes fixed on mine with an intense gaze. The next second, a hand pressed down on the back of my head, gently pushing me forward. My vision instantly went black. My face felt enveloped in a smooth, soft fabric. My cheeks were pressed between two soft, warm mounds. The only way I could breathe was through my nostrils, which were filled with a rich, milky scent. It dawned on me then – it was a girl's soft, yielding breasts! Qin Nan held the back of my head, pressing my face repeatedly into her chest, my cheeks constantly being squeezed and caressed by those soft orbs. This was an intimate gesture between lovers. Although I had a girlfriend before, I had only seen such scenes in adult films. Experiencing it firsthand was something else entirely, and if not for the stockings in my mouth and the gag, I would have longed to extend my tongue and suckle them. However, unlike the intimacy between lovers, I was a passive recipient. Bound as I was, I had no room to refuse. This felt more like a master bestowing a favor upon a slave. But soon, as Qin Nan's grip tightened, the force with which she pushed me into the crevice of her chest made it difficult to breathe. Accompanied by the overwhelmingly rich milky scent, an unquenchable fire ignited within me, and my head began to spin. "Mmmph—" The suffocating fear jolted me awake. Not wanting to be smothered to death within the girl's chest, I began to struggle desperately. My arms, legs, and neck, though securely bound by ropes, thrashed wildly. I could faintly hear the chains above me jingling with my movements. "Hehehe... Senior Yang Ting struggling is also so cute~" "Ahhh..." Zhao Kai cried out in surprise, struggling in terror, shaking his head desperately. "Don't move!" Shen commanded, then her hands clamped down tightly on the sides of his head. Zhao Kai was completely rendered incapable of resistance. No matter how unwilling and humiliated he felt, with his mouth forced open by the mask's contraption, he could only let the smooth, lubricated rod be slowly pushed into his mouth, penetrating deeper and deeper until it neared his throat. Zhao Kai gagged uncontrollably from the stimulation. However, the shackles bound his hands and feet, and the three women held his body down firmly, leaving him utterly unable to resist. He could only tremble, large beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He had a rough idea that what was being shoved into his mouth was a dildo. This realization shattered him. He, a grown man, was being cuffed to the bed by women and forced to deep throat. "Can it go any deeper?" Shen asked. "No more, it can't go any deeper!" Zhao Kai screamed internally. But the sound he could produce was barely a mosquito's buzz. Shen wasn't asking him, of course, but Lin Jie, who was controlling the rubber dildo. "Mmm, it seems about right. This man's throat is too shallow!" Lin Jie mocked, reaching out to pat his cheek and shaking her head dismissively. Seeing that the women had no intention of removing the dildo after their test, Zhao Kai's heart was filled with frantic anxiety, yet he dared not and could not effectively struggle. Lin Jie stood up and used her silk-clad foot to nudge Zhao Kai's iron-hard cock, sneering, "It's already so hard. It seems you're enjoying being deep throated!" The slightly sticky, smooth sensation of high-quality black silk soaked with sweat made Zhao Kai tremble violently. Coupled with Lin Jie's soft toes pinching and squeezing the tip of his cock, his desire was instantly ignited to its extreme, making him wish he could thrust his manhood forward and let this stunning beauty ravish it. But the physical arousal made Zhao Kai, who was being deep throated by the dildo, even more pained. He instinctively wanted to swallow, but he couldn't even perform that action. Suffocation and pain intertwined, yet he couldn't release them. Zhao Kai finally experienced what it meant to be in a state of exquisite agony. "Mmm, should we test the length of his lower part?" Lin Jie chuckled. Her words made Zhao Kai tense up. Remembering the pitiful man who had been restrained on the operating table and forcibly ejaculated, he seemed to already feel a dull ache below. "Let's skip it. It's taking too long, and we still need to test his ejaculation volume later!" Shen said after some thought. "Alright, then we'll spare your little thing for now!" Lin Jie kicked his cock and got off the bed. Just as Zhao Kai breathed a sigh of relief, a pair of soft, delicate hands spread his thighs apart. Instantly, a cool breeze brushed against his most shameful and secret parts, and an ominous premonition surged through him. Luo, standing behind him, had already prepared a rubber dildo of the same material and applied lubricant. "Ready, Lin Jie." Under the suffocating fear, Zhao Kai's anus contracted, and he tried to twist his buttocks, attempting to break free from Luo's soft hands. He knew that this helpless struggle would only bring him more humiliation, but Zhao Kai still couldn't accept being forcibly penetrated by women. However, this only resulted in more soft, jade-like hands joining in to control his lower body. Lin Jie reached into his buttocks and pressed down, making it difficult for him to contract. Shen, meanwhile, gripped his swollen cock and testicles, pulling his manhood upwards. At this point, his gateway was wide open. "Such a shy little slut. Let me break you in!" Lin Jie laughed and winked at Luo. Luo calmly inserted the dildo into his orifice. With a series of movements, the thick, long black rod gradually penetrated his body. "Senior, you look so cute in that maid outfit~" she whispered, her voice as gentle as if praising a pet. Fang Hong's mind went blank, completely unable to comprehend the situation. Before he could react, Jiang Wan suddenly pulled a small stun gun from her handbag and pressed it against his abdomen without hesitation— "Zzzzt—!" A powerful electric current surged through his body, his muscles spasming uncontrollably. His vision went black, his legs buckled, and he collapsed forward. Jiang Wan, prepared, grabbed his waist and caught him steadily. "Oh dear, Senior, why are you so careless?" she chuckled, her tone doting, as if scolding a naughty child. Fang Hong's consciousness began to blur, only vaguely sensing himself being dragged by Jiang Wan, half-supported, half-carried. The sound of her high heels echoed clearly in the silent corridor, each step like a jab to his nerves. "Don't worry, I'll take good 'care' of you, Senior~" Jiang Wan murmured softly in his ear, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe, sending chills down his spine. What did she want?! Fang Hong wanted to struggle, but the aftereffects of the electric shock left his body completely unresponsive. He could only watch helplessly as Jiang Wan dragged him step by step back towards the dormitory... Jiang Wan's high heels clicked crisply on the floor. She shoved Fang Hong into the dormitory, locked the door behind her, and then flipped on the overhead light with a "snap." The blinding white light made Fang Hong unable to open his eyes. When he finally adjusted to the light, the scene before him froze him in place— The curtain in the corner was abruptly pulled back! Li Jiahan, Lily, and Anan were all bound and gagged, restrained in extremely humiliating positions! Lily and Anan were stripped bare, tied together in a 69 position facing each other, their limbs entangled, unable to move. Each of their faces was covered with a pair of pantyhose and underwear, and on top of that, a dirty leather shoe was placed over their mouths and noses. The stifling smell of leather mixed with the sour stench of foot sweat, causing them to writhe constantly. Even more terrifying was that their bodies were clearly stuffed with toys—a constant buzzing vibrated from their intertwined regions, Lily's waist spasming uncontrollably, clearly having been tormented for a long time. Li Jiahan's situation was even more tragic—she was bound into the shape of a human dog, her arms and thighs bent backward and secured tightly with leather straps. She knelt on the ground, utterly devoid of dignity. Her lower body was connected to an automatic dildo machine, which was operating relentlessly; she wore a muzzle-like gag, and the chain from her nose hook extended all the way to the anal plug inserted in her rear. Any slight movement of her head would tug at the toy in her rear, forcing her to maintain a posture of bowed submission. Jiang Wan, in her high heels, sauntered over to Li Jiahan and reached out, pinching her chin, forcing her head up. "Jiahan~" she smiled sweetly, her fingertips lightly tracing the nipple clamps on Li Jiahan's chest. "Has my bondage technique improved?" Before she finished speaking, she yanked hard! "Ah—!" Li Jiahan's scream was muffled by the gag, turning into a choked groan, tears instantly welling up. Jiang Wan, however, smiled even more brightly, casually tossing the nipple clamps aside. She then turned towards Lily and Anan. "And the two of you~ Whose idea was it to stuff me with smelly socks?" She lifted her foot and gently tapped their heads with the tip of her high heel, cooing, "If you don't tell me... I'll make you both experience being stuffed with socks too~" Lily and Anan shook their heads frantically, but their mouths were tightly blocked by pantyhose and underwear, only able to emit muffled whimpers. Jiang Wan sighed with feigned regret and turned to look at Fang Hong, who was slumped on the ground, blinking. "Senior Fang Hong~ What do you think, how should we punish them?" Fang Hong trembled and said, "Wanwan... why don't you untie me first?" Jiang Wan chuckled at his words, her slender fingers lifting his chin. Her red lips drew close to his ear, exhaling hot breath. "What if you run away? Hmm?" "I won't run! Wanwan, believe me, I..." Before he could finish, Jiang Wan suddenly shoved a warm, lacy pair of panties into his mouth. "A man's mouth..." she slowly pulled over another pair of pantyhose and wound them around his mouth, layer by layer. "I don't trust it~ It's safest to just gag it." Fang Hong's eyes widened, a pained whimper escaping his throat. Jiang Wan, however, leaned down and whispered in his ear, "I've watched the video of you kneeling and calling them your mistresses so many times..." "Mmph! Mmmph—" Fang Hong's eyes widened in terror, struggling "What are you calling me~ Didn't you say you didn't want to be clamped!" Moni pouted in dissatisfaction, covering his mouth with one hand and raising her whip again. "Lash! Lash! Lash!" A series of lashes, aimed specifically at the remaining clamps on his balls. The metal clamps scattered like they'd been hit by bullets, and bright red whip marks instantly appeared on the surface of his testicles. "Wuwuwu—!" Jiang Cheng trembled violently, tears streaming down his face mixed with sweat. His screams were muffled by the small hand covering his mouth, only a whimper escaping through his fingers. "Hee hee, Brother Jiang Cheng, see how good I am to you~ I know you don't like being clamped, so I hit them off for you! Thank me quickly!" Moni released her hand, crouched down, and leaned in front of him, her eyelashes fluttering, smiling charmingly yet innocently. Jiang Cheng gasped for air, looking at the girl's harmless face. After a two-second hesitation, his voice was so hoarse it was barely audible: "Th-thank you, Lady Moni..." Although he felt utterly humiliated, he knew that if he didn't say this, who knew what methods she would use to torment him later! "Hee hee, as expected, men who are denied climax after being held back are the most obedient!" Moni stood up with satisfaction, walked to his waist, and casually pulled off the pale yellow stocking that was already soaked through with white discharge and stuck to his manhood, holding it in her hand to examine it closely. "Tsk tsk tsk, Brother Jiang Cheng seems to have ejaculated quite a bit just now~ This stocking is all wet, it smells so strong~" She deliberately brought the stocking to her nose and sniffed, wrinkling her little nose. Then she glanced at Jiang Cheng's swollen, red, whip-marked manhood, a wicked smile curving her lips. "Brother Jiang Cheng, since you've been so good, I'll let you choose~" Moni produced a delicate black velvet box from somewhere and snapped it open, revealing a row of metal chastity locks, each with a different design, glinting coldly. Jiang Cheng's eyes widened, and his face instantly turned ashen. Moni produced a rather exquisite rectangular box from who knows where, pulled it open, revealing a row of objects inside, and then presented them to Jiang Cheng. "Which one do you want to choose?" Jiang Cheng's gaze fixed on them, and his face changed drastically. It was a row of exquisitely designed birdcages, which were male chastity devices. Although he didn't recognize some of them, the pot-lid lock that had caused him intense pain before was among them! "No, I don't want to wear this, I want to cum!" Jiang Cheng cried out in disbelief. "Mmmph~ No, no, a man's dick must be locked up to be obedient!" Moni glared at him with a fierce, childish pout. "If Brother Jiang Cheng doesn't want to choose, I'll pick one myself~" She picked up the pot-lid lock with her slender hand, playing with it between her fingers. The metal clinked crisply. She muttered to herself, "Should I let Brother Jiang Cheng try this one again... I don't think I had enough fun last time..." "No! Don't! I'll choose!" Jiang Cheng was on the verge of collapse and quickly scanned the remaining locks. His gaze finally settled on a style that seemed to have the largest internal space. Above it was a grid-like metal cage, which was breathable and relatively loose. Below it was connected to a wide metal ring, from which hung a heavy metal ball. The surface of the ball was smooth, and it felt substantial. "I choose... the middle one!" "Brother Jiang Cheng, are you sure you want to choose this one~?" Moni picked it up, smiling exceptionally sweetly. "Uh... this one then..." "Hehehe, alright then~ Brother Jiang Cheng, you picked this yourself, you know!" Moni pressed a hidden switch on the side, and with a "click," the grid cage opened like a bear trap, revealing its sinister truth within. Jiang Cheng froze, instantly realizing something was terribly wrong. "Um... can I change it..." "Hmph, originally, I could have let Brother Jiang Cheng change his mind, but you didn't use a respectful title just now, so... giggle giggle..." Moni laughed and fully opened the lock's clasp. Jiang Cheng then saw that the inner walls of the wide cage were actually covered with fine, sharp inner serrations. And in the very center, a slender, cold metal rod extended, its shaft smooth but its tip slightly upturned, like a barb. "Wait! Why is there a needle here!" Jiang Cheng finally saw clearly and shouted in terror, "No! Lady Moni, I don't want to wear this! Don't—Ughhhhhh!" Jiang Cheng let out a scream as Moni crouched down, grabbed his manhood with one hand, and pried open his meatus with her fingertips. The tip of the cold metal rod slowly pushed in, stretching the urethral walls bit by bit, bringing a tearing, burning sensation and the feeling of a foreign object invading. "Young Master Guan is truly a scumbag!" As soon as the words left her mouth, Xiao Yi raised her riding crop and struck him with a "snap," eliciting another scream of pain from Guan Shaojie. Next, Sisi directly straddled his face, pressing him down with her white-stockinged buttocks, while Xiao Yi rained down blows from her riding crop on his lower body and thighs. "That's enough," Xiao Meng, who had been standing by, announced as she unbuckled the enormous leather vacuum restraint bag. Guan Shaojie's pupils contracted as he looked at the dark, heavy leather bag, a strong sense of unease surging through him. "What... what is this thing?! Are they going to stuff me inside?!" He struggled desperately, kicking his legs wildly, trying to retreat, but Xiao Yi and Sisi each grabbed an arm, forcibly dragging him towards the opening of the bag. "Don't move!" Xiao Meng warned coldly. "Move again and I'll kick you!" Guan Shaojie was pinned down by the two women, their hands on his shoulders and the back of his head, and was forcefully shoved headfirst into the leather bag. The inner surface of the bag opening was smooth yet oppressively tight black leather. The internal space was narrower than it appeared, meticulously designed to conform to the body's shape into a slightly constricting "humanoid form," with pre-allocated grooves and restraints for the limbs. As soon as his upper body was inside, he felt the inner walls of the leather, cold and taut, like a giant leather palm enveloping him from all sides. A faint scent of leather and the lingering sweat from previous use remained inside the bag, increasing his unease. "Legs in too!" Xiao Yi stepped on his back and pressed down forcefully. Guan Shaojie felt his legs being roughly folded and pushed into the bag. His stocking-bound legs were squeezed tightly together by the leather. Inside the bag were several wide straps and D-rings. Xiao Meng skillfully pulled the straps, threading them through from his waist, knees, and the base of his thighs, and fastened them tightly. With each click of the buckle, he felt his body being constricted even further. "Mmph... no... too tight..." he muffled his pleas from his gagged mouth. But the three women paid him no mind. Xiao Yi and Sisi, one on each side, forcibly pushed his shoulders and arms into the bag. The internal design of the leather bag was cruelly effective – there were slight indentations at the chest and abdomen, perfectly positioning his body in a slightly hunched posture, preventing him from fully straightening. A vacuum tube extended from the top of the bag opening, positioned near his mouth. Xiao Meng reached into the bag opening and fumbled around Guan Shaojie's crotch for a moment, retrieving a specially designed restraint strap and metal buckle from the inner side of the leather bag. "Don't forget this," she chuckled softly. It was a leather restraint ring specifically designed to secure the penis, with a soft padding and a small lock on the inside. Xiao Meng, through his stockings, grabbed Guan Shaojie's semi-erect penis, roughly straightened it, then tightly fitted the restraint ring around its base, and locked the metal buckle with a "click." Finally, she pressed his penis and testicles towards his abdomen, securing them to a pre-allocated anchor point inside the bag with another strap, ensuring he couldn't move even under vacuum. Guan Shaojie whimpered in terror within the bag, feeling the humiliation of his genitals being locked down by cold metal and leather. After completing this series of actions, Xiao Meng grabbed the zipper and pulled it all the way from his feet to the top of his head, leaving only the breathing tube exposed. "Tighten it!" With a long "zzzzip" of the zipper, the leather bag sealed completely. Guan Shaojie was instantly plunged into absolute darkness and pressure. The thick leather clung to every inch of his skin, enveloping him like a second skin. The sound of the vacuum pump began, and the air inside the bag was rapidly drawn out. The leather emitted a "creaking" sound as it contracted, tightening its grip on his body. "No... don't do this... I'll suffocate..." Guan Shaojie was filled with terror and thrashed wildly inside the bag, but only managed to produce faint rustling sounds from the leather. His chest was so compressed he could barely expand it, and his breathing was restricted to the thin leather breathing tube.

Su Qing's elegant figure, adorned with a pair of long black lace gloves on her slender hands, moved with the grace of a magician unveiling a mystery as she lifted the corner of the blanket. Li Duo's gaze was fixed on that corner. Beneath the blanket lay a man whose body was grotesquely contorted. He was completely naked, lying down, and securely fastened to an iron restraint frame. His neck was locked into a metal ring, his wrists cuffed to the sides of the frame. From his chest to his waist, just like the man Li Duo had seen before, he was bound by a dense array of leather straps and iron restraints. The man's legs were encased in a pair of pristine, almost transparent, sheer white stockings. His legs were bent and folded, then fixed upright and spread apart. Behind him stood a dildo machine, currently operating at full power, shamelessly penetrating the man's anus. Li Duo finally understood the source of the mechanical humming. Bai Xiaoya tugged on her stocking, pulling Li Duo closer to the man. Only then did he clearly see that the rubber dildo attached to the machine was not only thick but also extremely long, at least twenty centimeters, and its frequency was maddeningly fast. The crotch of the man's stockings was stained wet, likely from some lubricating fluid. In the brief moments the dildo withdrew, Li Duo could even vaguely see it stringing. Such a level of penetration, even a woman's body couldn't endure it! Li Duo had only heard of men who enjoyed having their anuses penetrated by women with such devices, but seeing a dildo machine, and such a large one at that, was a first for him. The spectacular sight made his own anus involuntarily clench. He also noticed that on the man's crotch, within the white stockings, a tiny chastity cage was fitted onto his penis. Beneath the sheer fabric, his manhood was locked away in a minuscule space, appearing even smaller than a normal man's flaccid state. Furthermore, the man's mouth was fitted with a leather gag that covered his entire nose and mouth. Even with half his face obscured, Li Duo could discern the man's pained expression. Strangely, the sounds he emitted weren't the muffled groans of someone gagged, but a guttural "ee-ugh" sound. The gag had two chains attached to its center, connecting to two terrifyingly large nipple clamps on the man's chest. Under such severe torment in his lower body, a normal person's first instinct would be to tilt their head back. However, the chains from the gag and clamps prevented this instinctive movement, forcing him to maintain a constant forward-leaning posture, lest he endure doubled pain on his chest. Li Duo saw that the man's nipples were red and swollen, indicating he had been in this state for a considerable time. "This guy is Xiaoya's ex-boyfriend, a complete scumbag," Su Qing said calmly, simultaneously stepping on the man's lower abdomen. Li Duo even saw her stiletto heel sink into the man's flesh, almost indenting the area she was pressing. The man struggled in pain a few times, but his restraints were too tight. The muscles in his arms tensed, veins bulging, all to no avail. Su Qing withdrew her leg, glanced at Li Duo, and continued, "He relied on his good looks to deceive seventeen or eighteen girls, and Xiaoya was one of them..." "Speaking of which, Xiaoya was quite the love-struck fool back then, completely infatuated with this man. It wasn't until I hypnotized him and he confessed everything that Xiaoya finally believed me." Bai Xiaoya stomped her foot, pouting playfully, "Oh, Sister Su, don't talk about my embarrassing past anymore! Thinking about what I did with him now makes me feel sick!" "It's fine, we can tell him about it. Anyway, none of these men are getting out of here!" After saying this, Su Qing gave Li Duo a meaningful look, then glanced at his own slightly red and swollen penis, bound by stockings. "Do you men spend all day thinking about fucking women, using that disgusting thing down there?" Su Qing sneered. "No, it's not like that. I've never done that with a woman, I just like stockings..." Li Duo stammered in explanation. "Oh~" Su Qing's smile turned playful, which only made Li Duo more fearful. She cupped Li Duo's face and said contemptuously, "Even if you haven't done it, you still think about it, don't you!" She pointed at the man locked in restraints, being continuously penetrated by the dildo machine, and said, "Although all men have original sin, I will decide your punishment based on the difference in your 'crimes'." "It's said he used to like girls who wore white stockings, so we made him wear white stockings, caged his dirty thing below, and then had him continuously violated and tormented like a woman!" "As for you, a slutty man who likes to steal stockings, how should I punish you!" Su Qing lifted Li Duo's chin. She licked her sensual red lips with a cruel smile, seemingly savoring Li Duo's current terrified expression. Bai Xiaoya giggled, "Sister Su, don't tell him yet. It won't be fun if you tell him!" Saying this, she walked to the man's head, leaned down, and looked back at Li Duo, smiling, "Do you know why he can't make a sound?" Li Duo looked in that direction. Bai Xiaoya untied the straps behind the man's head and gently pulled the gag upwards. Inside the gag was a black rubber dildo. As she pulled it out, a gurgling sound came from the man's throat, and his eyes rolled back.