The CEO's Crisis

"Grandma, have you found a spot?" Bai Qingwu glanced at her grandmother walking ahead and quickly followed, simultaneously turning on her phone's flashlight to illuminate the path. They entered an alley, and the grandmother, who had been leading the way, suddenly stopped. "Huh?" Bai Qingwu felt a bit strange and shone her phone's light over. "What's this big suitcase doing here? It looks pretty new. Did someone throw it away?" Qingwu raised an eyebrow, crouched down, and curiously examined the suitcase. It wasn't locked and opened easily. Qingwu gently flipped the lid open, muttering to herself, "What's this suitcase for? Leaving it here at night is a tripping hazard." At that moment, the grandmother, hearing the sound, looked down at Qingwu. Her wrinkled face broke into a sinister smile. "You'll know soon enough." As Qingwu looked inside the open suitcase, her bright, alluring eyes widened in disbelief. Simultaneously, she heard the grandmother's low, hoarse voice. Turning her head, a white cloth bundle hurtled towards her. The white cloth was pressed firmly over Qingwu's lips and nose, dragging her backward. Muffled "Mmmph" sounds escaped Qingwu as she struggled violently, her eyes filled with panic and fear. She fell backward, unable to brace herself, her legs in long boots kicking desperately. Gradually, her movements slowed, and after a few minutes, she lay still, unconscious. Her handbag dropped to the side. Seeing that the woman was completely still, the grandmother crumpled the white cloth into a ball, put it in her pocket, and took a deep breath. This frail-looking old woman effortlessly lifted the 95-pound woman into her arms. She approached the open suitcase. Inside were various ropes, tape, and stockings – restraints. It was no wonder Qingwu had been so shocked. The grandmother first placed the woman's feet into the suitcase, positioning her body with her back against herself. She then pushed the restraints aside and slowly folded the woman's thighs and calves, pressing her chest against her knees, and stuffed her into the suitcase. She then picked up the scattered handbag and tucked it into a gap within the case. Closing and latching the suitcase lid, the grandmother took out a padlock and secured it. Soon, she was pushing the suitcase and disappearing down the alley. *** Inside a room, the suitcase was opened, and the unconscious Qingwu lay still inside, curled up. A smile played on the grandmother's lips. She removed her gloves and her tattered coat. Then, she placed her hands on her throat, fumbling and tearing. With a forceful pull, the loose skin fell away from her face, revealing a sharp-featured face with a high nose bridge and eyes as sharp as knives. A smile played on her lips, exuding a bright and cheerful aura. In her hands was a human skin mask. This mask had been purchased by Xu Zhiyang from a special place and was incredibly lifelike. As for the voice, he had studied voice modulation for years, allowing him to imitate the old woman's persona convincingly. Xu Zhiyang lifted Qingwu out of the suitcase and laid her flat on the floor. He then took a bundle of rope from inside the suitcase and approached Qingwu, preparing to restrain her. As the rope touched her, Xu Zhiyang's brow furrowed. He said in a deep voice, "This is a bit in the way." He put down the rope and first removed Qingwu's jacket, revealing a thin, form-fitting blue undershirt that clung to her delicate body, unable to fully conceal her mature, high-set breasts. Xu Zhiyang then lifted the light blue undershirt, exposing a sexy black bra that cradled her deep, fair cleavage, plump and alluring. Further down was a sharply cinched waist and a flat, soft abdomen. Xu Zhiyang couldn't help but place his hands on her breasts. "They're bigger than I expected," he muttered, his palms unable to encompass their fullness. Xu Zhiyang was astonished by the woman's size, wondering about their depth. Xu Zhiyang propped up the unconscious Qingwu's upper body, leaning her against himself. He picked up the rope, unfurled it with a rustle, folded it in half, and placed it over her fair nape, holding both ends. The two strands of rope went from her nape to the front, passed under her armpits, and then crossed behind her back to be tied. He then twisted her hands behind her back, crossed her arms, and wound the two strands of rope around her wrists, one loop, two loops, then vertically, one loop, two loops. After repeating this several times, he tied a secure knot. He then extended the two ends of the rope through the rope behind her neck and pulled hard. Her hands were pulled upward, finally secured just a few inches from her neck. "Mmm... Hnnn..." The unconscious Qingwu seemed to groan in pain from the binding, a sweet moan escaping her rosy lips. Xu Zhiyang startled, thinking the woman in his arms had woken up. After observing her for a moment, he realized she was still asleep and relaxed. "Good resilience," he praised, looking at Qingwu's hands bound in an 'X' shape behind her back. "They're almost touching her neck." Taking a deep breath and calming himself, Xu Zhiyang glanced at the time, realizing the drug's effects were about to wear off. He approached Qingwu, cupped her rounded jaw with one hand, parting her red lips slightly. With his other hand, he began to stuff the cotton sock he had just removed from her foot into her mouth. Xu Zhiyang was meticulous, stuffing it in slowly, bit by bit. The first sock slid in easily, filling her small mouth until it bulged slightly. The second was more difficult. Only when both sides of her mouth were distended and she furrowed her brow did Xu Zhiyang manage to push it in completely. He then retrieved a pair of unopened stockings from his suitcase, tore off the packaging, and covered her mouth, now packed with cotton socks. He tied a tight knot at the back of her head. Xu Zhiyang then produced a bundle of rope. The restraints for her upper body were complete. Next were her fair, slender legs. He brought her long legs together, ankles aligned, and began to bind them at the ankles. The rope wrapped around five or six times, then passed between her calves before being pulled taut with a loop. After a few more vertical wraps, her long, beautiful legs were securely fastened together. Time passed unnoticed. Xu Zhiyang quietly admired his perfect prize. Soon, the prize, Qingwu, felt a slight tremor in her brow as she opened her hazy, bright eyes. As if unaccustomed to the room's light, she squinted. Her vision fell upon a completely unfamiliar environment. Due to the lingering effects of the drug, she still felt groggy, her eyes struggling to stay open. She tried to rub her eyes, only to find her hands unresponsive, held tightly behind her back, unable to move. Bai Qingwu tried to speak, but only managed to hear a muffled "Mmmph mmmph." She felt a fullness in her mouth, her cheeks bulging as if something was stuffed inside. Her tongue was pressed down firmly by the obstruction. She felt it and realized it was likely cotton cloth, carrying a strange, sour scent. She attempted to spit out the contents of her mouth, but discovered a silky material tied around her head, preventing anything from being expelled. It looked like a pair of stockings. She looked down at her body, and the sight shocked her. Her clothes were in disarray; her jacket was off, her undershirt lifted to reveal a black bra. A chill ran up from her feet, and her socks were clearly gone. Not only that, but she was tightly bound with rope. A diamond pattern of rope secured her abdomen. She felt her hands, realizing they were tied firmly behind her neck. Any slight movement caused a constricting sensation on her chest. Though only her ankles were bound, it rendered her immobile. This state of undress made Bai Qingwu's face pale with panic. She wasn't sure if she had been violated until she felt her underwear still in place, which brought a sigh of relief. The effects of the drug began to dissipate. Feeling some strength return, Bai Qingwu lifted her bound legs, which were pressed together. Then, her legs began to rub against each other, up and down. Her hands, fingers interlocked, strained and swayed her body lying on the ground from side to side. The bound breasts on her chest trembled slightly, but the ropes remained still. Struggling, Bai Qingwu's face turned red, small beads of sweat appearing on her forehead. Her hands, tied behind her back, opened, palms facing outward. She felt a pressure on her chest and difficulty breathing. Looking down, she saw her tightly bound breasts standing tall and firm. Her two bright red nipples pressed against the outside of her bra, exposed to the air. Unconsciously, she felt a daze. Her normally high breasts were now pushed up by the binding, appearing even more prominent. While she might have been pleased under normal circumstances, the current environment and her state only brought her embarrassment and shame. "Hmph... mmm... mmmph! ... Haa... mmm!!" Bai Qingwu tried to use her tongue to push out the cotton cloth, but her tongue was pressed down by the sock, her mouth completely filled. With a surge of effort, her tongue only pushed the gag deeper into the cotton socks. "Gag... mmmph... gag humph" A wave of nausea washed over her. The cotton socks and gag remained unmoving. Instead, Bai Qingwu turned red-faced from choking, tears welling in her eyes. "Awake?" Seeing the delicate body writhing on the ground, desperately trying to cry out but only managing weak moans, Xu Zhiyang's eyes lit up. He walked over and squatted before her. Looking at the young man, not yet thirty, dressed in a black t-shirt and black sweatpants, radiating an energetic aura, Bai Qingwu instantly understood he was the culprit. She angrily let out, "Mmm?! Mmm... mmmph?!" "Are you asking who I am? I'm that old grandma from just now. I just used a little trick, disguised myself as her, and even mimicked her voice. Here, I'll show you." "Little girl, being bound doesn't feel good, does it?" A deep voice emerged from the man's mouth, precisely the voice of the old woman. "Don't trust strangers, you see what you look like now," the man added with a smile. "What are you doing, Yingying? Why aren't you saying anything?" Lin Xiaosha shouted again. Receiving no response, she padded in her slippers to the bedroom. Pushing open the bedroom door and scanning the room, her best friend wasn't on the pink bed. "Strange, where did she go?" Lin Xiaosha muttered softly. Just as Lin Xiaosha was about to turn and leave, a powerful shove came from behind her. She let out a cry, her body uncontrollably falling forward, her soft form bouncing on the bed. "Ouch, Yingying, playing sneak attack, are we?" Lin Xiaosha thought Bai Qingwu had pushed her and was about to get up to teach this woman a lesson, to let her know who was the boss in the house, when she felt a weight on her waist. Turning her head, her pupils suddenly contracted, goosebumps erupting all over her body. She widened her bright, expressive eyes in terror, her body freezing as if petrified, afraid to move an inch. Fear flashed across her delicate face as a man she didn't recognize was now sitting on her waist. The next second, her rosy lips let out a high-pitched, intense "Ahhh~~ Awooo!" The sound was barely out when Xu Zhiyang, who was prepared, pulled a pair of socks from his pocket and stuffed them into Lin Xiaosha's mouth, then taped it shut. Lin Xiaosha only realized what was happening after her mouth was gagged. She began to struggle fiercely, her slender waist arching and arching, but she couldn't flip the man over. Xu Zhiyang grabbed Lin Xiaosha's hands, twisting them behind her back until her arms were pressed together. Her arms were stretched almost taut. He picked up a bundle of rope from his body and began to wrap it around her wrists. After a few turns, the rope passed through the middle of her wrists. With a strong pull, he tied a few knots. Then, he proceeded to bind her forearms, elbows, and upper arms in succession, tightly securing her delicate white hands together in an European style bondage, tying off the knots. "Mmmph!!! Nngh nngh nngh~!" Lin Xiaosha thrashed desperately. Her delicate feet, clad in white socks, kicked at her legs, her heels "slap, slap, slapping" at the intruder, but to no avail. Instead, her arms were being pulled tighter, forcing her to arch her waist. Her elbows were also tightly bound, and her wrists were securely cinched together. Her entire arms were bound so that only her fingers could move slightly. Xu Zhiyang grabbed the short rope between her arms, leaving a gap of a few centimeters, and lifted her. He pulled her loose T-shirt up to her neck, revealing her soft, smooth, small white breasts. The breasts were half-covered by a lace bra. Xu Zhiyang then took out more rope and secured her hands to her body. The rope on her upper arms was pulled tight against her breasts, while the rope on her forearms was fixed to her abdomen. He tied a knot with the remaining rope, passed it between Lin Xiaosha's legs, and then yanked it hard, the knot digging deeply into her alluring entrance. "Ohh!!?? Mmmph!!! Ahh!!" (What... Aieee... So painful) Lin Xiaosha, completely unprepared for this sudden assault, couldn't help but let out a pained groan. She felt a rough object deeply constricting her sensitive lower region. Her face flushed, and she involuntarily bent over, her long, slender legs clamped tightly together. After a while, Lin Xiaosha finally recovered from the stimulation in her lower body. A few beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She slowly turned over, sitting on the bed facing the man, her terrified face shaking continuously. Her jade feet, clad in white socks, kicked backward desperately, shrinking like a little rabbit to the foot of the bed, trying to get away from the man. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph... Let... Please... Mmmph mmmph mmmph..." Lin Xiaosha began to wail with all her might, but her mouth was stuffed with socks, and tape was wrapped around it, making her cries as faint as a mosquito's buzz. Even to Xu Zhiyang, who was nearby, it sounded like gentle murmurs and urgent pleas during intimacy. Seeing that Lin Xiaosha couldn't cause any more trouble, Xu Zhiyang stood by the bed, quietly watching the beauty struggle. Just like in a photograph, she had a small face, eyes like polished ink, a delicate nose, and small lips. She was still young, not yet mature or alluring, but extremely pure and lovely, a beauty that made one's eyes light up. Her loose clothing couldn't hide her shapely figure bound by the ropes. Although her breasts weren't particularly prominent, she made up for it with her long, white legs. Bai Qingwu was different. Bai Qingwu had a charming face, bewitching peach blossom eyes, and sexy red lips that seemed to steal a man's soul. Coupled with her voluptuous figure and round hips, her appearance exuded a rich allure and breathtaking beauty. Every movement revealed a seductive charm, like a ripe peach. Lin Xiaosha, on the other hand, looked like a pure underclassman. Her pointed oval face, combined with her petite frame, lacked the mature woman's fullness and curves, but she possessed youthful beauty. Her knees were tender, and her two long, white, python-like legs would inspire a desire to protect and cherish her. Add to that the terrified expression on her face, and it was easier to evoke a man's pity. If she were to wear shorts and a tight outfit, she could undoubtedly transform into a sexy little vixen. Xu Zhiyang reached out his large hand. Lin Xiaosha moved like a startled fawn, her bound body shuffling, her legs kicking backward. Xu Zhiyang seized an opportunity, grabbed her ankle, and dragged her back. "Ooh ooh ooh~? Ahh~~? Wooo~!" Scathach's mind went blank, her rational thoughts becoming a chaotic mess. Her soft, yielding body writhed and struggled, her thighs clamping shut then flinging open, rocking back and forth, involuntarily stimulated into a physiological response. "Master, the dildo inside your pussy will increase or decrease its frequency based on your progress. Every five minutes, it automatically increases one level, and every time you reach a certain point, it decreases one level. If you just stay put like this... Hehehe!" Gudako revealed a suggestive, lewd smile. God, oh God? You bastard, how could I possibly move in this state! Just staying still is enough to make me feel dizzy, how could I possibly walk around with this thing inside me! "Ooh~ Ahh~! Ooh ooh ooh~!" Scathach tilted her head back, her alluring eyes half-lidded. From her gagged mouth, high-pitched moans escaped, impossible to suppress. The breast bells on her chest jingled loudly with each upward tilt of her head, emitting a shrill melody. The soft light cast upon her flushed, rosy cheeks, making her look like a delicate begonia. She desperately arched her pert buttocks, her entire body swaying and trembling. Her hands, encased in gloves, made creaking sounds as she struggled and tensed. However, her violent struggles were utterly useless against the extremely tight restraints. The close-fitting bondage gear held her firmly in place, exactly where it was meant to. Instead, Scathach's defiant struggles only caused the nubbly vibrator to rub and scrape against her incredibly sensitive, wet cunt walls. Her cunt dripped with copious amounts of arousal fluid, spraying out from between her legs intermittently, like wringing out a towel, splattering everywhere. After taking just one step, Scathach was quickly overwhelmed by intense physiological desire. Her skin flushed, her eyelashes trembled, her shoulders involuntarily curled backward, and her gasps grew more ragged. A certain area below her dantian clenched and tightened, then a torrent of pleasure surged forth. Something broke free, an explosion that caused Scathach's legs to spasm uncontrollably, her eyes rolled back, and her mind went blank. But in the next second, this intense, terrifying stimulation was doused like cold water, and the burning desire was abruptly halted. "Wooo~ Ooh ooh~!? Wooo woo~!?" The haze in Scathach's eyes slowly dissipated. Although the internal vibrator maintained its frequency, her almost-orgasmic core spasmed desperately. Yet, the desire within her was forcibly suppressed. Her wet pussy opening seemed to lose control, unable to feel any stimulation. An inexpressible frustration made her struggle in anger. Time ticked by, and soon five minutes had passed. Scathach twisted her body slightly, wanting to resist but lacking the strength. Yet, this time the pleasure came gently and lingered, as if... as if it didn't matter if she didn't struggle hard... One moment she was in a state of maddening frustration, on the verge of climax, and the next, the increased vibration frequency of the dildo, the friction and scraping, made her unable to resist falling to the brink of orgasm again. She could only let the juices spray from her honeyed cunt, yet she remained tantalizingly close to a full climax, but never quite reaching it. "Wuuu~ Eeee ooh ooh~?" This is so uncomfortable, I can't find pleasure, what's happening? Is this... is this what he called the 'edge' just now?! Wuuu, the dildo's frequency is increasing! If this continues, my body will be in so much pain... Scathach's eyes swam with an indescribable, hazy emotion, a state of deep intoxication and helplessness. Her mind grew heavier, and the fire of desire within her slowly reignited, even making her breath quicken. Her vibrating cunt ejaculated copious amounts of fluid, her consciousness felt like it was floating in the clouds, yet she could never reach that peak of pleasure. No, I can't take it anymore. I have to, I have to keep moving, or I'll break. "Ah, no, President Luo is a renowned strong woman, so using handcuffs would be too disrespectful and might affect your image. Therefore, headquarters has specifically arranged for us to fit you with restraints that won't detract from your aura," the plump man said with a chuckle. Luo Tianheng let out a soft "Hmm?" from her nose. "Is that so? Then let's proceed as headquarters has instructed." "Hurry up and get it out," the plump man said to his accomplice. The slender man with narrowed eyes then placed the suitcase he had been carrying on the ground and opened it, revealing a dazzling array of props. He then took out a black leather single glove. "What is this?" Luo Tianheng's eyelashes fluttered. She had navigated the business world, been hailed as a legendary goddess in Xingguo, and built her empire from the slave trade to her current position. Naturally, she was intimately familiar with such items. However, she never expected that one day such an item would be fitted onto herself. "President Luo, this is a single glove. It's more comfortable than handcuffs and won't affect your image. You just need to put your arms behind your back," the plump man said cheerfully. The man with narrowed eyes picked up the glove and moved behind Luo Tianheng. "Is that so?" Luo Tianheng's brow furrowed slightly. Although she was somewhat unwilling, she complied and twisted her arms behind her back. Having never worn restraints before, a hint of eagerness began to stir within her. "Yes!" The man with narrowed eyes licked his lips and, with his slightly excited large hands, grasped the female CEO's smooth, delicate wrists, sliding the single glove on from bottom to top, pulling it up inch by inch. The leather of this single glove, both in its elasticity and toughness, spoke of exquisite craftsmanship. Its surface was smooth and lustrous, showing not a single wrinkle. In a short while, it completely encased her fair, jade-like arms, pressing them tightly together at the elbows. Fortunately, Luo Tianheng had a habit of practicing yoga, which gave her excellent flexibility. Otherwise, maintaining such a posture with her elbows pressed together for an extended period would have been extremely uncomfortable. "Mmm~! It's so tight, I can't move," even so, Luo Tianheng couldn't help but let out a soft moan, feeling the constriction from her wrists to her elbows, leaving almost no room for movement. Her jade arms felt as if they were fused together. The pressure from the resilient leather forced her chest to arch forward, and with every slight shift, a "swish" of leather friction could be heard from behind her. "Click, click~" The man with narrowed eyes pulled the strap extending from the single glove and fastened a small lock, making the glove fit perfectly and snugly against her arms. He then led two straps from the glove, crossing them over her chest to ensure the glove wouldn't slip off and to eliminate any possibility of Luo Tianheng struggling. "It's normal that you can't move. This was specially designed by headquarters for you, President Luo. While ensuring a certain aesthetic, the binding capability has been maximized," the plump man's eyes leered at Luo Tianheng, his dirty tongue licking his lips, saliva almost dripping. "Mmm~! Why is there a lock? Now I really can't move," Luo Tianheng's brow furrowed tightly. Hearing the click of the small lock behind her, she gently shook her shoulders and struggled a couple of times. The result was, as expected, her arms, firmly bound by the single glove, remained completely immobile. The two luxurious [X] on her chest appeared even more prominent in this restrained posture, leaving almost no room for struggle, only the "creak, creak" of leather friction could be heard. Especially these two members of the investigation team, they showed no semblance of professionalism. They were already dressed strangely and often licked their lips, looking like perverts. For a moment, the formidable female CEO felt somewhat at a loss and subtly squeezed her legs together. "Can we go now?" Luo Tianheng felt a pang of regret. The binding capability of this single glove was even more secure than handcuffs. Not only were her hands completely encased, but her fingers also lost almost all their function. Under such tight restraint, her flexible arms even felt somewhat numb. "Just a little bit more, President Luo, please wait a moment," the plump man said, licking his tongue with a smile. He feigned anger and said to his companion, "Hurry up, can't you see President Luo is getting impatient?" Seeing this, the man with narrowed eyes took out a metal strap from the suitcase and fastened it around Luo Tianheng's waist. The strap on the lower side quietly slid between her two black silk-clad legs, catching her off guard. Despite the intense pain from the nipple piercing, the squinting man showed no signs of slowing down. He quickly moved on to another unblemished nipple, applying the same procedure and attaching a nipple ring. "Ooh ooh ooh, wuwu~ Ahhhhhh~!?~!?" Luo Tianheng's already flushed cheeks grew even redder. The milk-like skin of her earlobes and neck were covered in a blush, and her bright, beautiful pupils rolled back in her head. Her vibrant red lips, sealed by the gag, could only emit muffled cries. In the next second, her body, which had been struggling fiercely, rapidly went limp. The pain of the nipple rings was intertwined with an endless wave of pleasure. The onslaught of stimulation nearly overwhelmed her brain. Her lower body, now adorned with the rings, suddenly released a stream of pale blue fluid. "As expected of high-tech chastity rings. Just wearing them has made this untamed mare squirt. Let's see how proud you can still be," the squinting man said, looking with satisfaction at the disheveled, lustful expression on the female CEO's face. He was very pleased with the rings provided by his employer. According to the employer, these chastity rings were not only made of special materials but were also soaked in special aphrodisiacs during their forging. This imbued them with an incurable lust-inducing effect. Once worn, any woman, no matter how cold and arrogant, would inevitably be corrupted by the rings' corrosive power, transforming into a desperate, lewd nymph eager to be controlled. "Wuwu~ Huhu~! Wuwuwu~!" Luo Tianheng's eyelashes fluttered, and her body became uncontrollably hot. A continuous stream of warmth seemed to gather in her lower abdomen. Her bright eyes grew hazy, and her mind was flooded with an urge to be penetrated. But she quickly realized this was the effect of the chastity rings. The company's trainers were skilled at using such devices to subdue disobedient slaves, keeping them in a perpetual state of heat. However, Luo Tianheng hadn't expected the aphrodisiac effect of these rings to be so potent. "The fun has only just begun," the squinting man's eyes gleamed with excitement. He released his grip, unfastening the chain around her neck. "Wuwu~ Huhu~" Suddenly, the constant downward pull vanished. Luo Tianheng's full breasts bounced involuntarily. With the chest restraint completely removed, her incredibly elastic breasts swayed from side to side under their own weight. But before the female CEO could regain her senses, she felt a cold, metallic sensation ruthlessly inserted into her anus. A pulling force then began to tug at the tender flesh within her backside. "Wuwu~?" Faced with her precious backside being so brazenly violated, Luo Tianheng's pupils trembled violently with shame and fury. Her eyes widened, and the pulling force on her buttocks caused her to arch her back higher and higher. The smooth skin of her buttocks became creased. Before she could react, the collar she had just felt loosen tightened again, but this time the pull was not downwards, but upwards and backwards. The stout man first inserted a "J" shaped anal hook into the female CEO's backside, then attached the other end to her collar. This forced Luo Tianheng to crane her beautiful face upwards, her body spasming as if electrocuted, but then she froze, afraid to move. A flicker of helpless, humiliated pain crossed her slightly hazy eyes. Her garden, held by the anal hook, spasmed and contracted desperately, as if trying to expel the wicked hook from her flesh. While the stout man was busy with the anal hook, the squinting man retrieved two silver chains from his side. With practiced ease, he attached one end of each chain to the nipple rings he had just fitted onto the female CEO, securing them with small locks. He then pulled the other ends downwards, roughly fastening them to the grooved metal floor. He even flicked the two taut chains, which had become straight lines in the air. "Wuwu~ Ooh ooh ooh~!~! Ooh ooh ooh~!" Luo Tianheng, her face flushed, had just escaped the discomfort of the neck pull when she was secured by the two chains. Her poor nipples, having just been fitted with rings, were now violently yanked downwards by the chains. Her soft breasts lost their freedom, no longer swaying. They were pulled taut against the raised grooves of the floor by the tight chains, her rounded breasts forming a pear-like silhouette. The pitiful female CEO was forced to hold her head up by the anal hook, her beautiful eyes rolling back in stimulation. Her nipples, however, were locked by the chains and pulled downwards with all their might. If Luo Tianheng tried to lower her head or arch her buttocks for more comfort, the pulling force of the breast chains would intensify. But if she maintained the upward-facing posture for too long, the stimulation on her chest would never cease, continuing to torment her tender flesh. This agonizing dilemma, this torment of being restrained both above and below, was enough to break even someone as strong-willed as Luo Tianheng. Her exquisite face was a mask of humiliated lust. A string of glistening saliva dripped from her red lips, sealed by the gag. The luxurious black stockings encasing her long legs became even darker where they were soaked. The tips of her toes were already glistening with a faint sheen of moisture. "Hehehe... President Luo, don't blame us brothers. Blame the person you offended," the squinting man chuckled lewdly, thinking about what was about to happen. He took five syringes from his briefcase and approached Luo Tianheng from behind. He aimed four of the needles at the exposed center of her arched buttocks, while the fifth was inserted into her anus, which was being pulled upwards by the anal hook. He injected the liquid without any hesitation.