Mermaid

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*Ring ring~~~* A phone call woke me from my sleep. Reluctantly, I opened my still-sleepy eyes and picked up the phone.

"Happy birthday, baby! You're still not up?" My boyfriend Feng's gentle voice came from the other end.

"Birthday?" I rubbed my eyes and saw on the calendar that it was October 28th, Saturday—it really was my birthday! Having just finished my internship, I'd been so busy changing jobs that I'd completely forgotten my own birthday.

"Yeah, thanks~~ You're the best, I almost forgot myself."

"Silly girl, get ready to get up. I'll pick you up in an hour and a half. Let's go to Fantasy Westward Journey! There's an anniversary celebration and parade there today."

"Okay, see you later, love you, bye!" "

After hanging up the phone, I sat up in bed. Strange, it was Saturday, yet Mom hadn't woken me up, and I couldn't hear Dad making breakfast downstairs. I muttered to myself as I got up and went downstairs. The sun was shining brightly outside, the kitchen was quiet, and my parents' bedroom door was wide open; it seemed like no one was home. '

Xiaoqian, Mom and Dad went to Singapore today for a company exhibition and won't be back until the day after tomorrow. We didn't want to wake you because you were sleeping so soundly. Be careful at home by yourself, don't forget to eat, and if you're scared being home alone, ask Feng to come and keep you company. Also, happy birthday! We'll bring you a birthday present. Love you.'" My mom and dad.

I drank my milk, looking at the notes they left on the refrigerator. Thinking about how many people who love me remembered my birthday, a wave of happiness washed over me.

By the way, my name is Qian, I'm 24 years old, 1.66 meters tall. Feng and I have been childhood sweethearts, growing up together. Our parents were old friends from when we were sent to the countryside, and business dealings have made our families even closer. So, Feng and I getting married seemed like a natural thing.

After a simple breakfast, I went upstairs to wash up, put on makeup, and change clothes. Opening the wardrobe, I first put on a white short-sleeved tight-fitting wool sweater, a pair of... A beige wool dress and flesh-colored sheer pantyhose.

Last time my mom went to Japan, she heard the pantyhose there were of good quality, so she brought back a whole bunch of these for me. Every time Feng sees me wearing them, he says I look like a cheerleader. I actually quite like these pantyhose; they're very tight and have a nice sheen.

I've always liked wearing tight-fitting clothes since I was little; the gentle, supportive feeling makes me feel especially safe and comfortable. I sometimes buy him sexy bras or bodysuits, saying it's to surprise him, and I like seeing his eyes widen as I wear sexy lingerie.

Actually, I have a slight masochistic tendency; I often... I read articles and visited websites about this, and sometimes when Feng and I were intimate, I would hint to him about bondage or restraint. It always felt so good, but I never dared to tell him about my inclinations. I could only hope he would gradually accept it.

However, I'm also a easily satisfied woman. With such a considerate boyfriend and such a warm family, I don't want to ask for anything more. I put on a pair of white suede wedge boots and a playful hat, and a youthful and radiant me appeared in front of the mirror.

Not long after, Feng arrived at my door in his beloved Mitsubishi Pajero.

"Cheerleader, how could you forget your own birthday?" Seeing me wearing those stockings again, he couldn't resist teasing me.

"It's enough that you remembered!" I gave him a happy kiss and got into the car.

Soon we arrived at the American Dreamland on the outskirts of the city. He went to park the car, and I watched the colorful flags and balloons fluttering everywhere at the park entrance. Adults and children were having a blast on the various large rides. I couldn't contain my own playful nature any longer, and as soon as he came back, I dragged him into the park to play everywhere. Before long, I had left my mark on almost every corner of the park. If Feng hadn't forced me to go eat, I probably wouldn't have stopped playing. When

we arrived at the park's restaurant, unsurprisingly, it was packed. We had no choice but to queue with Feng for lunch. After queuing for a while, I suddenly felt an urgent need to use the restroom, realizing I hadn't gone for hours because I was so engrossed in playing.

"You go ahead, I'll buy it here," Feng said with a smile.

When we got to the restroom, I found the queue was just as long as the one outside. I couldn't even find where the queue was. I could only patiently search while holding back my urge to urinate.

A short, waiter-like man saw my anxious look and came over with a smile, saying, "Miss, looking for the restroom?" "Come with me, I'll take you to our staff restroom. Just give me five yuan."

"You want money for this? Okay, thanks!" I followed him, thinking, this is too much! Why don't you build more restrooms instead of charging us more? But thinking that Feng was waiting outside, and that I couldn't hold it in any longer, I had no choice but to agree.

After passing through the kitchen, he led me to the staff restroom. I gave him the money, and seeing him thank me profusely, I was both angry and amused. I thought, well, they have it tough too, let him earn this little bit!

After using the restroom, I had just stepped out when I felt a figure flash behind me, and a towel was placed over my mouth and nose. I tried to struggle, but a pungent smell of medicine hit me, and gradually I felt my limbs go numb, and waves of drowsiness washed over me. Feng, come save me…

As if waking from a dream, my consciousness slowly returned to my body. Had I been kidnapped?

I tried to move my limbs, and sure enough, they were tightly bound, and my mouth was stuffed with cotton-like fabric. The contents were completely stuck in my throat, making me feel nauseous. I tried to use my tongue to push it out, but my lips—or rather, my entire mouth—were firmly glued shut. I had to give up. I rolled over

and realized I was lying on a mat. Opening my eyes, I discovered that my vision had also been robbed by a hateful blindfold. The tight bindings and gag... if I were playing our little game with Feng, I would be comfortably enjoying the pleasure of being bound. But...

I couldn't help but tense up, struggling to wriggle my arms and legs to break free. The sounds of laughter and screams reached my ears, reminding me I was still in the amusement park. I tried to make a "woo-woo" sound with my gagged mouth, pressing my head against the mat and trying to rub off the blindfold...

"Don't struggle." Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from beside me. Someone had been there all along. I nervously looked in the direction of the voice, and a hand reached out and removed my blindfold.

I blinked hard a few times before I could see a person in an amusement park uniform wearing a black hood standing in front of me. I shifted slightly and whimpered a few times.

"That's right, you've been kidnapped. We know you came with your boyfriend. We've already called 100,000 yuan, hoping he'll come to ransom you." He took my phone and sat down beside me. "

Feng, the money shouldn't be a problem, you have to come and rescue me, otherwise…" I was so scared that tears welled up in my eyes!

"Don't be too scared, we just want the money. You're not in any danger right now."

He emphasized the word "right now," and my heart jumped again.

"Brother, this guy called the police. I've seen several police cars, and they all seem to be in plainclothes. It might not be safe here anymore." Another man walked over, and I immediately recognized him—it was the short man who had led me to the staff restroom. "

Fool," I cursed inwardly. "How could Feng be so careless? He should have just given them the money. What am I going to do now that he's angered them?

" "Miss," he said angrily, "I've already told you, we just want money. Now you can just pray we get your ransom!"

"What do we do now?" The short man seemed a little nervous too.

"Looks like we still need to find a way to get her out."

"But there are so many plainclothes officers outside, how can we get her to the parking lot?"

"Come on, I have an idea." He pulled the short man out: "You'd better stay here obediently."

Before leaving, he didn't forget to check the restraints on my body. I was already incredibly nervous. Even without these restraints, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to move. I obediently nodded and lay down on the mat.

Looking around, I realized I was lying in a place that looked like a garage. Not far away, a flower cart was being repaired. It was already dark outside. I didn't know how long I had been here, or what had happened while I was unconscious. Now, my biggest wish was to see Feng and the police come and rescue me, just like in the movies. But everything told me this wasn't a movie!

I saw that my feet were bound together with duct tape and then several loops of rope. I knew without a doubt that my hands were tied in the same way. Good heavens, how could I possibly escape? I saw a table not far from me with a bunch of tools scattered about. Maybe these things could help me, but what if they came back now? I was terrified they might lose patience and do something to me.

Just as I was hesitating, he returned with what looked like a travel bag. While I regretted missing my best chance to escape, I was also secretly relieved that I hadn't done anything foolish.

"Alright, this is our last chance to get you out of here. We hope you'll cooperate; we don't want to make things worse." He sat down next to me and took things out of the bag one by one.

Although I knew they just wanted to take me somewhere else, as long as I was safe now, I knew I would have another chance to escape, and Feng and the police would find me. Thinking of this, I felt a glimmer of hope, so I struggled to sit up and nodded at him with wide eyes.

Perhaps seeing my almost fawning behavior, he couldn't help but chuckle. However, remembering he should maintain his authority as a kidnapper, he cleared his throat and said in a cold voice, "Now I'm going to untie your hands and feet, but I hope you won't resist, otherwise, I think you'll regret it!"

Only then did I see what he took out of his bag: a strip of transparent fishing line, tape, cotton, a flesh-colored long-sleeved leotard with two large starfish sewn onto the chest, and a large blue fishtail covered in scales, etc. I didn't know what he was going to do with these things, but to me it looked like he was sending me to some kind of performance.

Seeing my confused look, he said, "The most dangerous place is also the safest place. You'll find out in a moment!"

He untied my hands and feet and then actually started to take off my clothes. I didn't know what he was going to do, and looked at him in terror, clutching my clothes tightly, shaking my head, and whimpering at him.

Seeing my lack of cooperation, he warned me, "Behave yourself. Although you're very pretty, I have no interest in women. Today, I just want you to experience the carnival atmosphere." Ignoring my protests, he began to undress me.

First, my dress, then my sweater, and finally, when I was left with my bra, panties, and stockings, he stopped. By then, I was already in tears. In all my life, apart from my parents and Feng, no one had ever seen or touched my body like this.

Seeing my tears, he seemed moved. For the first time, I heard him speak in a less cold voice, saying, "Actually, this is the only way. If your boyfriend hadn't called the police, there wouldn't have been so many complications. Now, I can only send you out of the park in our float. Once we get the money, I swear you'll never see us again. Cooperate!"

He then picked up the tight-fitting leotard. Hearing his words, I reluctantly helped him put it on. The leotard was indeed very tight, and with my cooperation, he managed to put it on me.

When he zipped up the back of the dress, I realized that it was just as effective as the sexy lingerie I usually bought. My curves were instantly accentuated. Because it was flesh-colored, it was as if I wasn't wearing any clothes at all, with only two large starfish covering my chest. My long legs, clad in stockings, shimmered faintly and were also exposed to him. I felt the man's gaze change slightly. I unconsciously squeezed my legs together and covered my chest with my hands.

Perhaps realizing he had been a bit inappropriate, he lowered his gaze and began rummaging through his bag. Then he took out some tape and told me to lie down. He then brought my legs together and wrapped them tightly with tape, wrapping them around my legs in circles. In no time, my legs were firmly bound together.

Then he picked up the fishtail and told me to put my legs in: "See that float? It was supposed to be one of the parades, but the actress playing the mermaid is sick, so we have to use a model today. Now we have a big fish right here, which is perfect!"

Now I understood—they wanted to dress me up as a mermaid and send me off in the float. I had to admire their audacity.

The fishtail was made of latex and was a bit elastic. Once he had completely "stuffed" my legs in, it was impossible for me to move them. Wrapped in the latex fishtail, my lower body could only lift, lower, and slightly curl up; I couldn't do anything else.

After I was dressed up, he looked me up and down as a mermaid. I couldn't help but look at my "outfit" too. Through the side door, I saw that except for a large black bandage on my face, I had become a complete mermaid.

I gently moved my legs and body. Although I wasn't out of danger yet, looking at myself completely wrapped up, I felt a warm, indescribable feeling.

"Are you ready? The parade starts in 15 minutes." The short man ran in. "This plan is indeed a bit risky. You'll have to make do for a while."

With that, the two of them picked me up and carried me to the float. The float was decorated like an underwater world, with a throne-like chair placed among the dense seaweed. They carefully placed me on the chair.

"You take care of this. I'll start the car. Be careful not to make any mistakes!"

The short man jumped out of the car and crawled into the driver's seat. He took out a pair of long white gloves. "Put these on. It won't hurt so much when they tie you up later."

After I obediently put on the gloves, he had already used transparent fishing line to firmly fix my "fish tail" to the chair. Then he used line to secure my upper body as well. Finally, he tied my hands to the armrests on both sides.

I hadn't expected the fishing line to be so thin. After several wraps, it was impossible to cut without tools. Even though I was wearing gloves, the thin line was still painfully tight. I felt my hands would have been cut raw if I hadn't worn gloves. Thinking about this, I felt a surge of gratitude towards him.

"Close your eyes," he commanded, holding a mask of a girl with a long blonde wig. "You'll wear this later. I also need to cover your eyes; I don't want anything to go wrong."

I closed my eyes, and I felt him carefully tape them shut, then put on the blindfold, and finally, the mask sealed me completely, plunging me into darkness!

He whispered in my ear, "Don't move. The parade might only last half an hour. If you disobey, he's in the driver's seat downstairs. You know what we'll do. See you later. Enjoy yourself."

I heard him leave, and obediently sat there, motionless (actually, I couldn't move).

Soon, the car started moving, and slowly, a cacophony of sounds began to rise around me. I knew I was in the middle of a parade, constantly hearing children and adults exclaiming, "So realistic! What a beautiful mermaid!" But who knew that beneath this mermaid "costume" was a girl bound and restrained by layers of clothing?

Because it was completely dark, those half hours felt longer than a year. Gradually, I heard the joyful crowd slowly receding into the distance, and I was gripped by fear once more.

I don't know how much time passed, but the car stopped, and that familiar voice rang in my ears again: "My mermaid princess, you did very well. I've received a call from your boyfriend; we're going to the delivery location now."

Knowing I was about to be rescued, I finally felt a little happy. After untying me, he carefully wrapped my hands with tape (my feet, being in a fishtail, didn't need further binding), and placed me in the back seat of a car. The car slowly bumped along the highway, and I unknowingly fell asleep…

When I woke up again, I found myself lying in a bed in a room, all the restraints still on me. Terrified, I started struggling again.

“Awake? Baby.”

That voice, that familiar voice, it was Feng! Yes, it must be him coming to save me! I happily whimpered at him.

As the coverings on my face and eyes were removed one by one, a familiar figure appeared before me—a man wearing a black hood. How could this be?

“Who are you?” (Only whimpering)

. He removed the hood, and it really was Feng. I was momentarily confused, staring at him blankly.

“Yes, it’s me. I arranged all of this.” He carefully peeled off the tape from my mouth and took out some cotton.

"Actually, I knew your little secret a few months ago. IE keeps track of your internet activity, didn't you know that?"

"Although I don't have such an obvious tendency, it's okay to spice things up occasionally. That short guy is a classmate from junior high, and I had to beg him to agree to my plan. I think you'll like this birthday present, right? I've been straining my voice all day, it hurts so much. I've already bought the cake downstairs, let's go eat."

I opened my mouth wide, listening to him finish everything. He looked at me without saying a word, and became scared too: "Baby, you, you, you're not angry, are you? Did I scare you...?"

"You're so bad, you're so bad, you're so good..." I couldn't hold back anymore, burying my face in his arms, letting my tears flow happily in his embrace.

"You really did scare me, and you really scared me, I'm going to punish you properly..." I said deliberately with a stern face.

"Huh? You, how are you going to punish me...?" he asked cautiously, his face full of sorrow.

"You made me wear this fishtail, I can't move at all! I want you to carry me everywhere this weekend!"

He finally smiled through his tears, "Yes, yes, no problem, my mermaid princess, I'll do whatever you say."

"Okay, then first stop... downstairs in the kitchen, I want cake!"

"Yes, ma'am!" He scooped me up from the bed, wriggling and waving my "tail," and we headed downstairs...

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