Why is there a bound succubus popping out of my computer?

At seventeen minutes past two in the deep night, the city's clamor had long since subsided, leaving only the glaring blue light emanating from Lin Chen's cramped rental room. Lin Chen, twenty-seven, a programmer, and single, appeared to be a gentle, introverted, ordinary young man. But only he knew the unspeakable secrets he harbored in the dead of night. His greatest passion was Shibari. Not simple bondage, but the ultimate aesthetic of Japanese "Nawa"—the intertwining of rope and skin, the subtle tremors of struggle, the tears of shame and pleasure mixed in the eyes of the bound... Every time he saw professional works, his blood boiled. And what had recently consumed him entirely was the 18+ fantasy RPG game called "Abyssal Pact." The most popular character in the game was the high-ranking succubus—Lilith Nightmare. She possessed waist-length, pink-purple hair, curved little demon horns atop her head, a pair of enormous bat wings on her back, and a flexible, sensitive heart-shaped tail. Her figure was outrageously perfect, her bust, waist, and hip proportions sculpted as if by God himself. Especially her full yet firm breasts, and her exquisitely sensitive private parts, making her the dream lover of every player. Tonight, Lin Chen had once again opened the custom scene mode. He set the background to a dimly lit dungeon stone chamber, candlelight flickering, chains clanking. Then, he manipulated Lilith, adjusting her pose to his utmost satisfaction. Her hands were bound behind her back, employing a strict "single pillar tie + reverse elbow tie," forcing her shoulders to pull backward, thus pushing her chest high. Her chest was adorned with a classic Kote-kote, the rough yet exquisite black and red ropes digging deeply into her snow-white flesh, squeezing her full breasts into two alluring spheres. Her rosy nipples were cleverly caught by knots, trembling slightly with each breath. Her wings were secured by a special "root diamond tie," rendering them immobile. Her tail was wrapped from the base, its tip hoisted, forcing her to arch her hips high, maintaining a posture of shameful kneeling. Her legs were spread in an M-shape, thighs and calves tightly bound together, her private parts completely exposed to the air. Crystalline fluid was already flowing uncontrollably down the ropes. Lin Chen stared at the screen, his breathing growing heavier. "If only... you could truly appear before me, bound like this... how wonderful that would be." He murmured softly, his right hand already inside his pants, moving slowly. His mind was filled with images of him personally adjusting the ropes, hoisting Lilith up, and slowly tormenting her with feathers and candles. Just as he was nearing his climax, the screen suddenly flickered violently! "Warning! Player's abnormal desire value has exceeded the critical point... System sprite generation template severely corrupted... Forced entity manifestation program initiated..." A seductive, magnetic, yet clearly flustered female voice emanated from the speakers. Lin Chen jolted in surprise. Before he could react, the entire monitor twisted wildly, like ink dropped into water. A dazzling pink-purple light exploded, accompanied by the sound of flapping wings, the creaking of ropes rubbing together, and a choked cry— "Aaaah—!" A warm, soft, heavy body crashed out of the screen, landing squarely in Lin Chen's arms. "Cough...!" Lin Chen was almost crushed, but instinctively reached out to embrace the person. In that instant, a rich, sweet scent mixed with the musk of female hormones washed over him, blanking his mind. He looked down, and his entire being froze. Lying on his lap was Lilith. Real, three-dimensional Lilith, with body heat and breath. Her pink-purple hair was scattered over her shoulders, the demon horns atop her head shimmering with faint magical light. Her enormous bat wings were tightly pressed against her back by ropes, and her tail swished restlessly in the air, its heart-shaped tip lightly brushing his cheek, sending a jolt of pleasure. But the most fatal element was the incredibly professional, incredibly erotic Shibari she was bound in. The black and red Japanese ropes left deep red marks on her snow-white skin. The Kote-kote squeezed her breasts into an exceptionally full shape, the cleavage bottomless. Her rosy nipples, caught in knots, were slightly purplish and trembled with her rapid breaths. The ropes around her waist outlined a perfect curve, and the M-shaped leg spread binding her lower body forced her slender thighs apart, exposing her private parts completely. The rosy slit was already thoroughly wet, crystalline fluid dripping slowly along the ropes, even dampening Lin Chen's pants. "It hurts... you bastard... what did you do to me..." Lin Chen’s gaze fell upon the pinkish-purple succubus in his arms, whose nimble, wet mouth had just brought him to a state of utter bliss. An irrepressible excitement, a near-insatiable possessiveness, churned in his eyes. His stare seemed to devour her, yet it held a reverence, a cherishing, as if she were the most precious artifact in existence. Lilith knelt amidst the disheveled bedding, her breath still ragged and rapid. She tilted her face up slightly, a trace of white residue, too late to wipe away, lingering on the corner of her lips, gleaming ambiguously in the warm, yellow light. The plump breasts, previously bound tightly by the turtle shell restraint, finally found some respite, but were crisscrossed with deep red marks from the prolonged, forceful constriction. These marks, like intricate totems meticulously drawn on her fair skin, circled and spread from the base to the sides of her breasts, a shocking yet morbidly lewd spectacle. She panted softly, her purplish-red eyes clouded with a watery sheen, gazing at Lin Chen with a moist look. The slender succubus tail behind her swayed limply, its heart-shaped tip trembling slightly, as if silently begging for mercy, or perhaps playfully pouting. "Master… now…" Her voice, still hoarse from the deep throat, was as soft as melting honey, yet tinged with genuine grievance. "Can you help me untie the rest of the ropes now?" She shifted her body slightly, and the partially freed globes of her breasts swayed with the movement, the skin around the marks flushing a seductive crimson as blood began to flow anew. "I really tried my best to serve you…" She lowered her head, her voice growing smaller, trembling with a hint of shame. "My breasts are so swollen and painful… like they’re going to explode… My arms are completely numb, I can’t even feel my fingertips… And the base of my tail, it’s been hot and numb since earlier, like something is burning… Please…" Lin Chen chuckled at her words, the sound rumbling from his chest, deep and pleased. He didn't immediately comply with her request, instead deliberately slowing his actions, with a playful, cat-and-mouse amusement. He reached out, his touch gentle yet teasing, and cupped one of her heavy, just-freed breasts, pressing his palm against it, carefully feeling the soft flesh, red and hot from the rope’s constriction. The sensation was astonishing—scalding, full, with a faint pulse beating within, like a captured, docile creature. "Don't rush," his voice was pitched very low, laced with post-coital languor and satiety, while his thumb deliberately traced circles on the marked skin at the side of her breast. "I said we'd take our time." Wherever his fingertips passed, a subtle tremor followed. The raised rope marks became more distinct under the friction of his palm, each indentation a testament to the intensity of the previous binding. "While I untie the ropes, I'll give your body a thorough check," he leaned in, his lips almost brushing her earlobe, his warm breath fanning across the sensitive skin. "Make sure you're not injured… After all, you're my treasure, personally pulled from that damned game. You belong to me, understand?" Lilith bit her lower lip, her tender lips turning pale under the pressure, then quickly flushing a deep red. She let out a soft whimper, a sound that seemed to emanate from her nose, tinged with a playful pout. "...Pervert… you just want to take this chance to touch me more, bully me more… You’re such a huge pervert…" Lin Chen didn't deny it, instead readily admitting to her accusation. He lowered his head, his nose brushing against her sweat-dampened neck, inhaling the intoxicating scent that mingled the succubus's unique sweet fragrance with the aroma of desire. Then, he took her already erect, tender nipple into his mouth—the nub swollen like an overripe berry from prolonged stimulation, its color deepened to an alluring dark pink. His tongue expertly coiled around it, first licking gently, as if savoring a delicacy, then transitioning to a firm suck, accompanied by a soft, wet sound. Finally, he even nipped it lightly with his teeth, not hard enough to cause pain, but enough to elicit a gasp from the succubus in his arms. Simultaneously, his fingers began to slowly untie the remaining turtle shell restraints on her chest. The black ropes had already dug deeply into her skin, requiring careful pulling to release. With each section untied, he would trace the newly freed, hypersensitive skin with his hot palm, now flushed and tingling with returning blood flow. This transition from restraint to freedom made Lilith’s skin incredibly sensitive, even the slightest movement of air sending shivers through her. "Ah… mmm… there… so sensitive…" Lilith's body trembled, her bat wings behind her fluttering weakly, creating a faint breeze. Her tail slapped against the bedsheet with a "thwack," as if trying to grasp something in vain. "How are you feeling?" I asked. "So strange..." she whispered, "like... floating in water... but completely unable to move..." Her body was suspended horizontally, fifty centimeters off the ground, back down, limbs folded back and bound together, the whole person like an overturned turtle, or a butterfly waiting for dissection. Her most private parts were completely exposed before me, the pinkish-purple petals slightly parted due to engorgement, glistening with moisture. "Open," I picked up the speculum. She obediently opened her mouth, and I fixed the device between her teeth, buckling the strap behind her head. Her mouth was forced open into an O-shape, saliva immediately began to secrete, flowing down the corners of her mouth, dripping onto her chest. "Now," I leaned in and whispered in her ear, "you belong entirely to me. You can't move, can't speak, can't resist. I'm going to leave your sight, but you must remain conscious. If you feel numbness or sharp pain, blink hard, and I'll see it." Her eyes blinked, indicating understanding. I stepped back a few paces, admiring the scene – my succubus, hanging in mid-air, naked, bound, drooling, her eyes dazed. She tried to turn her head to look at me, but the angle of her neck restricted her movement, and she could only let out muffled whimpers. "I'm going to take a shower," I said, "stay by yourself for a while." I walked into the bathroom, deliberately slowing my movements, letting the sound of water continue for a long time. Through the frosted glass, I could see her suspended figure, swaying slightly, like an abandoned doll. When I came out, her eyes were already a little unfocused – not from pain, but from a certain depth of surrender. The sense of weightlessness and helplessness from the suspension was taking her into a special headspace. "Still here?" I walked up to her and gently patted her face. She blinked, her tongue moving weakly inside the speculum. I checked her fingers and toes – circulation was normal. Then, I took out the pink vibrator, set it to the lowest setting, and placed it between her legs. "Mmmph—" she arched her body suddenly, but the ropes held her firmly, allowing only a slight tremor. "Tonight," I said as I operated, "you will be hung here, and every hour, I will give you an orgasm. But besides that, you will receive no attention. This is a punishment... and a gift. To teach you... to wait in solitude, to submit in bondage." I secured the vibrator between her legs, tied it down with ropes, and then sat on the sofa, opened my laptop, and started working. The room was filled only with the sound of keyboard typing and her occasional whimpers. The hum of the vibrator was continuous, and I could see her body twitching slightly, sweat trickling from her forehead, wetting the floor beneath her. An hour later, I walked over and turned up the vibrator's setting. "You can climax now," I said. "Mmmph—Ahhh—" she screamed, her body convulsing violently, and clear liquid sprayed from between her legs, arcing through the air and landing on the yoga mat. I turned off the vibrator and gave her water to drink – with a straw, as she couldn't swallow with the speculum in place. Then I massaged the areas where the ropes had left red marks, ensuring blood circulation. "Six more to go," I said softly, "sleep now, I'll watch you." Her eyes were half-open, half-closed, already in a semi-conscious state. I covered her with a thin blanket, sat beside her, and worked while occasionally glancing at her. "Yes," Lilith chuckled, her tail slithering out to coil around Chen Yating's wrist. "Teach you... how to serve Master... how to be a... obedient toy~" "No... I don't..." Chen Yating tried to struggle, but Lilith's seductive magic was far too potent. Her eyes quickly became vacant, her body going limp. "Master~" Lilith turned to look at me, "What should Lilith do?" "Tie her up," I said, settling back into Chen Yating's leather seat and crossing my legs. "Just like I taught you. Be strict... this female superior needs a good 'education'." "Hi~" Lilith chirped happily, flicking her fingers. Several magical ropes appeared out of nowhere, binding Chen Yating's limbs. Chen Yating wanted to scream, but a gag was already stuffed into her mouth. She wanted to struggle, but the ropes pulled her towards the center of the room, forcing her to her knees. Her hands were bound behind her back, her chest pushed high. "So pretty~" Lilith clapped her hands. "Master, she has a great figure, much more mature than Lilith." "You like it?" I raised an eyebrow. "Mmm~" she nodded. "Can... can Lilith play with her too?" "Of course," I stood up and walked in front of Chen Yating, looking down at the female superior who usually held herself so high. "Ms. Chen, do you know? You look... much more beautiful like this than in your suit." Chen Yating looked up at me, her eyes filled with shame and... excitement. The gag prevented her from speaking, only allowing her to whimper. "Do you want it?" I crouched down and lifted her chin with my finger. "Do you want me... to treat you like I treat Lilith? Do you want to be tied up, played with, disciplined... until you forget you're a vice president and only remember... that you're my pet?" She nodded frantically, saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth onto her expensive suit. "Very good," I stood up. "But first... you need to learn the rules. Lilith, teach her the first lesson... how to serve on her knees." "Yay~" Lilith floated over and untied the gag from Chen Yating's mouth. "Listen, big sister~ First, you need to learn... with your tongue..." For the next two hours, Chen Yating's office was filled with lewd sounds. I sat in her leather chair, watching the two women before me – one my exclusive succubus, the other my newly subjugated female superior. Both were naked, both were bound, both craved my favor. Lilith taught Chen Yating how to serve me with her mouth, how to please Master while bound. Chen Yating learned quickly, perhaps due to the enchantment, perhaps because she had a submissive desire deep down. "Master~" Lilith purred, resting on my lap. "Can Lilith... play with big sister too?" "Play what?" "It's just..." she blushed. "Lilith wants to... tie up big sister... and then... in front of Master... make big sister climax..." I smiled. "Granted." Lilith excitedly bound Chen Yating with magical ropes into a "crab position" – limbs folded backward and tied behind her, her entire body like an overturned turtle, completely immobile. Then, she took out a pink vibrator and pressed it between Chen Yating's legs. "Big sister has to scream," Lilith said playfully. "Let Master hear... what the usually cold vice president... sounds like when she's played with while tied up~" "Ah— no—" Chen Yating screamed, but the sound was quickly drowned out by her orgasm. "Too— too intense— Lin Chen— please—" "Call me Master," I said coldly. "Mas— Master—" she cried, "Please— let me— climax—" The hum echoed in the living room, like the beating wings of some giant insect. Lilith floated in mid-air, her purple eyes reflecting the two women suspended below. Chen Yating and Lin Xiaoyu were forced to stand on tiptoe, their wrists bound by magical ropes to the ceiling, their bodies taut like drawn bows. Their mouths were distended by oversized gags, saliva flowing uncontrollably, dripping down their chins onto their maid outfits – the black one was already soaked through, the white one permeated by a clear liquid, becoming semi-transparent, revealing red rope marks beneath. "Let's begin~" Lilith chuckled, snapping her fingers. The hovering vibrators suddenly accelerated, slamming against the most sensitive spots between the two women's legs. This wasn't a gentle touch, it was a collision, a punitive impact. "Mmph mmph—" Chen Yating's eyes widened instantly, her body spasming violently. Her toes slipped on the floor, unable to find purchase, forcing her to endure the intense stimulation. Her throat emitted gagging sounds, and her saliva sprayed out with the tremors of her body, tracing silver threads in the air before landing on her own face. Lin Xiaoyu was in a worse state. Her body was more sensitive than Chen Yating's. The moment the vibrator touched her, her waist went soft. If she hadn't been suspended, she would have collapsed to the floor. But now, she could only maintain that painful tiptoe posture, feeling the vibrations spread from her legs to her entire body. Tears and saliva mixed, streaming down her cheeks, converging into drops at her chin, and then falling. "So pretty~" Lilith floated in front of Chen Yating, cupping her face with a small hand, forcing her to look. "You're drooling so much, like a waterfall. Who knew a black-clad maid could produce so much liquid~" Chen Yating wanted to curse, to beg for mercy, but could only make "Mmph" sounds. More saliva overflowed from the corners of her mouth, dripping onto Lilith's hand. The little succubus didn't mind. Instead, she dipped her fingertips into the saliva and smeared it onto Chen Yating's face, like applying some humiliating makeup. "Master has never seen you like this, has she~" Lilith's voice was laced with malicious sweetness. "Master has seen you dignified, seen you mature, but never seen you drooling like an animal, suspended and played with." She turned her head to look at Lin Xiaoyu. "The white one is also pure and innocent, but your legs are wet now, aren't they? The vibrator is sliding." Indeed, the vibrator between Lin Xiaoyu's legs slid slightly due to the lubrication from her secretions. Lilith used her magic to adjust its position, forcing it deeper and pressing it tighter. "Don't move now~" Lilith warned. "If you move, you'll be punished." But how could she not move? The vibrator's stimulation was too intense. Chen Yating's waist began to writhe uncontrollably, trying to escape the pleasure, but each twist tightened the restraints on her wrists and made the tiptoe posture more agonizing. Her toes scraped against the floor, already red, her calf muscles trembling violently, as if about to cramp. "Legs are sore~" Lilith floated behind her, pinching her calf muscles with a small hand and pressing down hard. "Mmph—" Chen Yating let out a piercing whimper. The moment her muscles were pressed, the soreness erupted. Her body trembled violently, causing the vibrator to sink deeper between her legs, bringing even more intense stimulation. "You're going to come~" Lilith smiled. "The black one is going to come, in pain, in shame~" Chen Yating was indeed going to come. Suspended, gagged, forced to stand on tiptoe, her muscles aching to the extreme, yet the vibrator's stimulation surged wave after wave. The intertwining of pain and pleasure left her mind blank. She wanted to hold back, not to break down in front of Lilith, but her body betrayed her. "Mmph— Mmph—" Her body spasmed violently, her toes slipping wildly on the floor, saliva spraying from her mouth, her eyes rolling back. In extreme shame, she reached climax. A clear liquid sprayed from between her legs, wetting the vibrator, flowing down her inner thighs, and dripping onto the floor, forming a small puddle. Lilith immediately collected the liquid with her magic, suspending it in the air like some trophy. "Look~" She floated in front of Lin Xiaoyu, displaying the liquid. "The black one has orgasmed. How about the white one? Want to try too~" Lin Xiaoyu shook her head frantically, tears streaming down her face, but Lilith just smiled and increased the vibrator's setting. "Mmph— Mmph—" Lin Xiaoyu's screams were muffled by the gag, turning into indistinct whimpers. Her body writhed violently, like a fish struck by electricity. Her toes could no longer support her, and her entire weight fell onto the restraints on her wrists. Her shoulders felt a dislocation-like pain, but the pleasure was stronger, more overwhelming. "Wait for you." Before the words fell, Lilith and Cecilia attacked simultaneously. Invisible magic surged from all directions like a tide, instantly enveloping Lin Qing. Her reaction was swift, her baton already drawn, but her body felt as if it had suddenly plunged into thick mud, her movements terrifyingly sluggish. "What is this—!" Shock and anger escaped her throat at the same time, but the enchantment had already begun to erode the edges of her consciousness. Lin Chen emerged from behind the pillar, his steps unhurried, almost elegant. Lin Qing tried to turn towards him, to launch an attack, but her legs had gone weak, her vision blurred, and those usually sharp eyes were gradually replaced by confusion. "You are excellent," Lin Chen walked up to her, reaching out to lift her chin, his movements imbued with the greedy appraisal of a predator and admiration. "But excellence only makes the conquest more worthwhile." Lin Qing jerked her head, attempting to bite his finger. Lilith's fingertip, however, had already pressed against the back of her neck. A current of magic surged in, her muscles completely relaxing. Her body went limp, caught steadily by Lin Chen, held in his arms. The uniform was heavy, the metal on the belt digging into his arm, but the weight brought him a sense of near-satiated satisfaction. He removed the handcuffs from her waist, the steel rings glinting coldly under the light, like a sarcastic omen. "Four down," he murmured, his voice laced with contentment. "But this one is the most special." A thick wooden pillar had been erected in the center of the basement, prepared specifically for Lin Qing. Her physical conditioning meant ordinary restraints would not suffice; a more extreme, more precise method was required. When Lin Qing next awoke, her uniform had been stripped away, leaving only a black sports bra and shorts. Her hands were bound behind her back, her wrists locked in the steel handcuffs, secured to either side of the pillar. But this was only the beginning. "Her muscles are too developed," Lilith's fingers traced Lin Qing's arm, her biceps still sharply defined even in a relaxed state. "Ordinary ropes would cause nerve damage if she struggled. We need special techniques." Lin Chen sat on a nearby chair, his gaze fixed on the two succubi as they began their work. He wanted to see every detail—every knot tied, every deformation of muscle as the ropes tightened, every moment of her futile attempts to resist. Cecilia produced a roll of specially made rope. A blend of nylon and cotton, its surface was rough, offering extreme friction, yet possessed just the right amount of elasticity. She first secured one end of the rope to Lin Qing's wrist, then began to wrap it around, coil by coil. "This binding is a variation of the single-pillar rear-hand restraint," she explained in a low voice as she worked. "Targeting a well-muscled individual, pressure points must be dispersed, avoiding major nerves and blood vessels, only compressing the muscles and tendons. There will be pain, but no permanent damage." The rope tightened with each pass, her skin quickly indenting, her muscles forced into unnatural shapes. Lin Qing began to struggle. Her strength was indeed astonishing, the wooden pillar groaning under her strain. But the more she struggled, the tighter the rope became, the handcuffs digging deeper into her wrists, forming a double restraint with the rope, rendering her resistance utterly futile. "Her legs need to be bound too," Lin Chen's voice was calm but unquestionable. "I want her completely immobilized." Lilith took over. Her movements were more delicate, almost with the focus of a craftsman. She spread Lin Qing's legs apart, securing each to the side of the pillar, forming an exaggerated spread. But this was no ordinary leg spread restraint. "This is called a leg-spread pillar restraint," Lilith's voice was as gentle as if she were lecturing. "The thighs and calves are secured separately, knees slightly bent, ankles raised. The intimate areas are completely exposed, while keeping the muscles of the entire leg in a constant state of tension." The rope began to wrap from the upper thighs, coiling downwards, passing the knees, reaching the calves, and finally securing the ankles tightly. Each loop dug deeply into the muscle, the lines of her legs becoming even more pronounced, like a meticulously wrapped, breathing work of art. Lin Qing let out a low growl, a sound like a trapped beast. Her body writhed violently, muscles rippling and surging beneath the rope, but the rope remained unmoving, tightening further with her struggles. Her skin rapidly took on a sickly purplish-red hue. "Gag her," Lin Chen said. "Her voice is too loud." Lilith produced a custom-made gag. The ball was two sizes larger than the standard model, its surface covered in fine, raised bumps. Lin Qing clenched her teeth tightly, refusing to cooperate. "Force it open." Cecilia's fingers gripped her jaw, her magic instantly relaxing the muscles of her mandible. Lilith seized the opportunity to insert the gag. Its sheer size almost tore the corners of her mouth, her teeth sinking deep into the soft rubber. The strap wrapped around the back of her head and buckled with a crisp click. But that wasn't enough. "Multi-layer sealing," Lin Chen added. "Her willpower is too strong; she requires more stringent control." Cecilia produced black tape and began to wrap. The first layer covered the gag, turning her lips into a smooth, black plane; the second wrapped from her chin over the top of her head, completely immobilizing her jaw; the third covered her eyes, plunging her world into absolute darkness.