[A White-Collar Worker's Personal Account]

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My name is Ning Lin, I am 23 years old and work as a white-collar worker in a company. To others, I am a respectable and beautiful office

lady. In fact, I have a secret that no one knows: I like to tie myself up. This story

begins on that Friday night.

Another week has passed. Today is Friday. I can rest well for the weekend. I deliberately waited until

everyone else had left work because I was going to do something that would make my heart race.

After my department head said goodbye and left, I pretended to be busy at my desk

for half an hour. Everyone else had left 15 minutes ago, and now I was the only one left in the company

.

Okay, I can start my plan now. My heart started racing. I

took out my secret from my private drawer—several bundles of white cotton rope and a pair of handcuffs. They were an indispensable

part . The key to the handcuffs was under the mat at the door of my apartment. That's right, I was going to tie myself up and walk back to my

apartment. It was about a 10-minute walk. If I was discovered in the middle, I would be finished.

I began my work, first picking up a 20-meter-long cotton rope, folding it in half, and tying it in

a sheep-shaped pattern around my upper body. Three horizontal ropes were then tied around my upper and lower chest and abdomen,

further accentuating my already good figure. Today I was wearing a beige uniform, flesh-colored

pantyhose and black high heels. Now, I untied the skirt, tied a thong around my lower body, and secured it with a knot

that fastened around my private parts, before putting the skirt back on. I was starting to feel it; my face was

burning slightly. If someone came back to the company now…

Luckily, I was still the only one there. I thought for a moment, then picked up a piece of cotton rope, folded it in half,

made a loop in the middle, wrapped it around my shoulders from behind my neck, and then around each upper arm three times.

I tied the rope together behind my back, passed it through the loop below my neck, and tightened it. My arms were

now fixed behind my body, and my chest had to stick out forward. My face must have been as red as a ripe apple, but

work had to continue. I put on the long trench coat on my seat. This trench coat was my only guarantee of safety;

it reached just below my knees. After considering it, I decided to leave my legs alone.

The final step: I picked up the handcuffs, threaded them through the loop behind my back, and once they were handcuffed, I would lose the freedom of

my hands until I got the key to my apartment. I hesitated slightly, then pressed down hard.

With a "click," I was now completely at their mercy, if they discovered the secret under my trench coat

. But I was already getting excited; the next 10 minutes would be crucial.

Our company was on the 5th floor of this building, with an underground parking garage below, which was where I planned to

start . However, there was still a hurdle in front of me: how to close the door when leaving the company. After all, my hands were

handcuffed behind my back and connected to a rope around my neck, preventing me from even getting off.

But I had already considered this problem. I leaned against the wall, using my left foot for support, and

took off my right high heel. Yes, I was going to use my foot to hook the handle and close the door. But because I was wearing pantyhose with stockings between

my toes , hooking the handle was quite difficult, but it didn't stop me. With a "click,"

the company door closed, and my escape route was cut off. I put my high heels back on, took a deep breath, and headed

towards . I couldn't take the elevator because there were cameras inside, so I couldn't use my feet to press the buttons. But

something completely unexpected happened…

To get to the stairs, I had to go around a corner, and unexpectedly, I bumped into someone right after turning the corner!! I

was startled, but the person spoke first: "It's Ning Lin. Why aren't you home yet? What are you doing at the company?"

I tried my best to calm myself down and looked at her. She was wearing a black uniform, a white shirt, black

stockings, and black knee-high leather boots (heaven knows I could observe so carefully). It was Ding Xuan from the company,

24 years old this year. She had been with the company for three months longer than me, but she was usually rather aloof,

while I was more outgoing, so she wasn't very popular. She seemed to have a subtle hostility towards me (that's

just my feeling). How did I run into her?

I forced myself to remain calm and replied, "I had an order that I hadn't finished, so I worked overtime. Sister Xuan, why are you

back at the company so late?"

What should I do? What should I do? Did she see me slam the door shut with my foot? Would she become suspicious?

I tried my best to suppress my panic and prayed incessantly.

She said, "I just happened to be driving by and saw the company lights were still on, so I came up to check. Oh, so you

're still here?"

Judging from her tone, it seemed like she hadn't noticed. My panic subsided slightly. I had to get rid of her quickly,

or things would get complicated.

Just as I was racking my brains, Ding Xuan spoke again: "Ning Lin, I know you've

misunderstood , thinking I'm always going against you. Let me take you home today, and we can clear things up. Come on,

my car's downstairs."

She reached out to pull me, but I panicked and quickly said, "Sister Xuan, Sister Xuan, I've never treated you like an outsider.

You've misunderstood. Since you're offering to take me, let's go."

Thank goodness, she didn't try to pull me again, saying, "Come on, let's go to the elevator."

I quickly said, "Let's take the stairs. It's better to take the stairs; we sit all day, walking up and down will be

a good workout."

She said, "Okay, let's take the stairs." I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, another hurdle cleared, but immediately

worried again. How was I going to open the car door after I got out? No, I had to find a way to get rid of her quickly.

It's easier said than done. Even by the time I reached the parking lot, I couldn't think of a reason. Actually, finding

one wouldn't be difficult, but I was so flustered and afraid she'd suspect my reason. My mind was a jumble of thoughts, and I just couldn't find a starting point. Thankfully, Ding Xuan

walked directly to her car and opened the passenger door for me, saying, "Miss Ning, please. Let me show you my

sincerity today."

I breathed a sigh of relief and got in. She closed the door and got in from the other side. Then I started

to worry again. What would I do when I got out? I couldn't very well let her open the door for me, could I? If I didn't open it myself,

would she suspect anything?

Just as I was lost in thought, the car pulled out of the parking lot. After a while, I realized something was wrong and asked,

"Sister Xuan, this isn't the way to my house!"

Ding Xuan replied, "Tomorrow and the day after are the weekend anyway. Let's go to my place for

tea clear things up. Miss Ning wouldn't refuse, would she?"

I was taken aback, but I couldn't think of a reason to refuse, so I just mumbled "uh-huh" in response, feeling

increasingly anxious.

After about 15 minutes, the car stopped in front of an apartment building in a residential area. What should I do? How could I

open the car door and get out? At that moment, Ding Xuan said, "We're here, get out." She opened the car door and got out first.

I had a sudden inspiration. I noticed that her view was blocked by the car, so I quickly took off my right shoe, opened the car door

handle, and then put my shoe back on. I glanced at her; she probably hadn't noticed.

I couldn't . I quickly got out of the car, hooked the door shut with my left foot, and closed it. I was so clever! I was even

a little impressed with my own quick thinking.

At this moment, Ding Xuan said, "Let's go." I responded and followed her into a building.

Her apartment was on the 6th floor, and since there was no elevator, we went up the stairs to the 6th floor, to apartment 602. She opened

the door , went inside, took off her leather boots and placed them on the shoe rack in the entryway, then took a pair of slippers and changed into them.

Then she took another pair of slippers and threw them in front of me to change into. After she took off her boots, I noticed that she

was wearing black cotton socks over her black stockings. I remembered that she seemed to have dressed like that yesterday.

I took off my high heels, put on the slippers, and found a wad of flesh-colored stockings on the shoe rack, which looked like

the pair she had worn the day before yesterday (as everyone knows, women are always more attentive to these details). I didn't expect that someone who seemed so

aloof arrogant wouldn't pay much attention to personal hygiene. But the tidiness of the apartment puzzled me. Oh well,

I should hurry up and figure out how to deal with this so I can get back and untie myself. My hands had been tied behind my back for about 20 minutes, and I was starting to

feel sore.

I racked my brains for a reason and sat down with her in the living room. Her apartment was a one-bedroom, one-living room unit,

neatly and elegantly furnished. Just then, I smelled a slightly sour, almost salty, smell. What was that

…?

I couldn't help but look at Ding Xuan's feet. She seemed to notice me looking at her feet, smiled, and said, "

You haven't changed your socks for two days, they seem to smell a bit. Smell them, isn't that it?" Suddenly, she lifted her left foot

and stretched it under my nose.

I felt dizzy and jumped up, saying, "Ding Xuan, don't go too far." Then I

walked towards the door, but when I got there, I froze. The door was closed, and with my hands tied behind my back,

I couldn't open it at all. I stood there dumbfounded.

At this moment, Ding Xuan walked over to me and said, "I'm so sorry, so

sorry my fault. I apologize. I'll take off my socks and wash my feet right now. Please sit for a while, I'll take you home soon."

As she spoke, she took off her cotton socks in front of me. I quickly used this opportunity to return to the double sofa and sit down.

At this moment, I smelled that slightly sour, slightly salty smell again. I turned my head and saw that Ding Xuan

had already walked over to me, holding the black cotton socks she had just taken off in one hand and the flesh-colored stockings that I had seen at the door earlier,

which should have . I quickly asked, "What are you doing?"

She sneered, "What do you think I'm doing?" Then she suddenly pushed me with both hands.

My hands were tied behind my back, and I couldn't support myself at all. I cried out and was pushed down onto the double

sofa .

Suddenly, she straddled my waist, threw the flesh-colored stocking at me with her other hand,

and then pinched my cheek. I didn't react in time, and my mouth involuntarily opened. She immediately shoved

the cotton sock in her other hand into my mouth.

By the time I realized what was happening and tried to struggle, it was already halfway in. I tried my best to resist, but my hands were tied behind

my back and pinned down, my legs dangling off the sofa, and I had nowhere to put my weight on. With Ding Xuan straddling my waist, I

was completely powerless to resist. The strength of my tongue was so insignificant compared to my hands. Soon, the cotton sock was stuffed into my

mouth , and a salty, sweaty taste immediately filled my mouth.

I felt a wave of nausea and a moment of dizziness. Taking advantage of this moment, Ding Xuan picked up

the flesh-colored stockings that had been thrown at me earlier, unfolded them, and revealed that they were a pair of flesh-colored pantyhose. She stuffed the crotch of the stockings back into my mouth, then

wrapped the two legs of the stockings around my head three or four times, and tied two knots behind my head. What was even more disgusting was that she pulled the two legs that had grown out

of the knots in front of me, right at the toe, and stuffed the toes into my

nostrils. My mouth was blocked by her smelly cotton stockings, and I could only breathe through my nose. With each breath, it felt like my whole body was being soaked in

the smell of feet.

At this moment, Ding Xuan smiled triumphantly: "I didn't expect our beautiful and lovely Miss Ning Lin to taste my

stinky socks and smell my stinky feet today!" Then she straddled me and

stretched her feet, which were wearing black stockings, toward my nose...

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My hands were handcuffed behind my back, and the handcuffs also passed through the rope loop hanging behind my back. My hands were hanging

behind my back in a W shape. When Ding Xuan pushed me to lie on the double sofa, they were pressed down on my body. My legs, which

were wearing flesh-colored pantyhose, dangled in the air outside the sofa. The weight of my whole body was supported by my waist.

The knot that was originally tied to my private parts tightened even more under this force. I couldn't help but want to groan loudly

, but under the effect of Ding Xuan's cotton socks and stockings, I could only make a low "woo, woo" sound.

I tried to forcefully push Ding Xuan off me, but she was straddling my waist, making it

impossible for me to exert any force. I could only watch helplessly as she deliberately extended her black stockinged foot slowly toward my nose

. I was pinned to the sofa, my legs kicking helplessly in the air, and I could only desperately turn my head

to the side to avoid Ding Xuan's foot that was about to reach my nose.

But such struggles were undoubtedly futile. She extended one foot onto my face as I turned to the side, and with a forceful movement,

my face was turned back to the center. Her other foot then pressed the sole of her foot onto my nose. I held my breath, but

my mouth was stuffed with her stocking, making it impossible to breathe. I tried to force the stocking out of my mouth,

but the stockings binding me cruelly declared that my efforts were useless, especially since Ding Xuan's heel was also...

She stepped right on my mouth, the cotton sock inside completely blocking my breath. She continued ruthlessly, "Don't hold it in,

it's useless. Just enjoy it!"

I finally couldn't hold it in any longer. Everyone knows that when you can't hold your breath, you breathe even harder. Ding Xuan

's foot was right on my nose, and with that inhale, I felt like I was going to faint from the stench.

She continued, "I didn't expect you to like my feet so much, inhaling so hard. Don't worry,

you'll get your share!"

Ugh, do I like your stinky feet? I wanted to argue, to yell at her, but

under the relentless pressure of the cotton and stockings in my mouth, I could only continue to make low "woo, woo" sounds, silently inhaling her stinky feet

…

Ding Xuan brazenly played with my face with her feet, even deliberately pinching my nose with her toes through the stockings,

making it hard for me to breathe before letting go. This forced me to inhale forcefully, and I felt incredibly humiliated.

But with my hands tied behind my back, the only resistance I could offer was a weak "woo, woo."

Ding Xuan toyed with me for about ten minutes, but to me it felt like hours.

She pulled her legs back, but still straddled my waist, leaning forward to face me,

looking into my eyes. I couldn't meet her gaze and looked away. Then she spoke, "Do you want to know

why I dared to do this to you? Don't you find it sudden?"

Hearing this, I turned my head away, only able to make "woo, woo" sounds as an answer. She laughed,

"I've been observing you for months, and I've noticed that every two or three..." "Zhou, every weekend you always sneak around the office

until the very end. I've been suspicious of you because you usually leave work on time. Why are you suddenly

working overtime on weekends? A few weekends, I secretly followed you home and discovered some interesting things. There

were things you could easily do with your hands, but you would look around carefully before doing them. Luckily, I hid well

and you didn't notice me. Then I saw you had to use your feet to do them, and once you even fell down without using your hands to catch yourself.

I wondered if your hands were disabled at the time, or if something was restricting them?"

She paused, then continued, "You know I'm very patient. After observing you, I suspect your

hands are restricted. Why don't I take action against you immediately? Because that's too boring. I need to

prepare. " Last weekend I was planning to make my move on you, but your behavior was perfectly normal, and you could do

things , so all my preparations last week were for nothing. This week, I deliberately didn't wash my socks in preparation for you, haha!!"

She laughed for a while, then continued, "This week, I noticed you were planning to stay until the last person left, so I kept an eye on you and

hid at the corner of the stairs. I saw you close the door with your foot. I was hesitant about whether to make my move, but you

actually took the stairs and bumped into me head-on, so I made up my mind. I found an excuse to bring you to my apartment,

and it went so smoothly, haha. In the parking lot, I opened the door for you because I wanted to bring you back first. When you got out of the car,

you thought I couldn't see you. Yes, I couldn't see your face, but I could see your feet.

I saw you take off your shoes to open the door clearly, and I knew exactly what was going on." I'm pretty confident now. I brought you home so easily,

and you didn't even take off your trench coat after we got in. I'm 80% sure. After we sat down, I noticed you were looking at my feet, so

I decided to test you a little more. And that test confirmed it: your hands are completely useless.

Hehehehe … "Everything's under my control! Let me see what

secrets our little beauty holds under her trench coat!"

With that, Ding Xuan started unbuttoning my trench coat. My secret was about to be exposed! Good heavens, I

couldn't believe it! I struggled desperately, but I was bound so tightly and pinned down;

my struggles were utterly useless. Soon, my trench coat was undone and removed, and my

body was displayed before Ding Xuan. Even though I was wearing a uniform, I felt as if I were naked, being

observed by her. Ashamed and humiliated, I turned my head away, unable to look at her.

She stared at my body for a while, then suddenly laughed: "I didn't expect you to have such a hobby, little girl.

You even used handcuffs. Did you tie them yourself?"

I could only nod shyly in response.

She continued, "You've tied yourself up quite tightly, little girl!"

She reached out and tugged at the rope around my abdomen. The rope around my abdomen was connected to the knot at my genitals. When

she pulled, an indescribable tingling sensation shot

through

my lower body, and I couldn't help but let out a few groans. Seeing this, she pulled down my skirt, exposing the knot at my genitals to her gaze. She laughed

: "You're really daring, little girl. You've got guts!"

Then she untied my thong, dragged me into her bedroom, and pushed me onto her

bed. I didn't know what she wanted to do, but in this situation, I could only let her have her way.

She pulled down my flesh-colored pantyhose, sniffed the toes, and chuckled, "You little brat, you were just complaining about

my feet, but you smell pretty bad yourself!"

My feet had been stuffy in shoes all day, and climbing the stairs and struggling had made them sweat a lot, so it was normal

for them to smell . Ding Xuan threw my pantyhose on the bed and then took off my sanitary napkins and underwear.

Even though we were the same sex, being completely defenseless and exposing my genitals to her made me feel incredibly

humiliated. Then, she took some things out of the drawer of her bedside desk. I looked at them—a vibrator

and a rope! What was she going to do?

Without a word, Ding Xuan brought my feet together and tightly wrapped them around my ankles five or six times. Then, she threaded

a rope through my feet and wrapped it around the ankle rope two or three times, tightening the rope and tying two knots. She then

repeated the process around my knees, binding my feet and legs tightly. Next,

she picked up a vibrator and inserted it into my genitals. She then tied a thong around my crotch,

securing the vibrator inside. She turned me over, making me lie face down, and then tied my legs up, threading

a rope " position.

While binding me, her fingers accidentally brushed against the soles of my feet. I've never

been ticklish , but my soles are extremely sensitive and ticklish. When her fingers brushed against them, I couldn't help but...

With a whoosh, my whole body jolted. She slapped my bare buttocks hard and said, "Behave yourself!"

After finishing, she said, "I didn't expect your feet to be so ticklish. I'll have to try it."

She then gently tickled the soles of my feet a few times, which nearly killed me. I wanted to struggle, but my body was bound and

I couldn't move. I wanted to laugh, but the sock in my mouth suppressed it. It felt like hundreds of claws were scratching my heart. Fortunately, Ding

Xuan stopped quickly.

She moved to where my head was and said, "If you're not afraid of being seen like this, then go ahead and shout!"

Then she untied the stocking from my mouth and took the cotton sock out.

I gagged for a while, but dared not shout or meet her gaze. I turned my head to the side and

pleaded in a tearful voice, "Sister Xuan, Sister Xuan, please let me go!"

She smiled and asked, "Good boy, tell me, where are your handcuffs and apartment key?"

I remained silent, but she reached out and tickled the sole of my foot. I couldn't help but laugh. She said,

"If you don't talk obediently, I'll gag you and tickle you for 10 minutes, see if you'll talk then."

Helpless, I could only tell her where the handcuff key was. As for the apartment key, it was in my trench coat

pocket. Ding Xuan patted my head and said, "Good sister, you stay here and enjoy yourself, I'll be back in a bit."

Then she picked up the socks that had just been removed from my mouth and stuffed them back in, then used

the pantyhose she had just taken off to blindfold me. I felt a vibration in my lower body, accompanied by a tingling, sour, astringent, and slightly painful sensation

, and I couldn't help but let out a "woo, woo" groan. I knew she had turned on the vibrator, and I heard

the sound of her opening and closing the door, leaving only a poor girl, naked from the waist down, tightly bound, gagged, and blindfolded, on the bed,

occasionally letting out low whimpers...

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Ding Xuan tied me up like a pair of horses with their hooves turned upside down after she had disarmed my lower body. She then put

a , tied a thong around my lower body to prevent the vibrating egg from falling out, stuffed the cotton socks she had worn for several days

into my mouth, wrapped her stockings that she had changed out of the day before around my head twice and tightened them, and then covered my eyes with

the pantyhose . After turning on the vibrating egg, she went out.

I lay sprawled on Ding Xuan's bed, unable to move my limbs, see, or speak. As everyone knows,

once someone is bound like a horse, movement is virtually impossible. The only chance of escape is for my hands to break free of

the ropes , but tragically, my hands were handcuffed by myself, passing through

the rope loop behind my neck. And because I had bound myself, the knots were all in front of my body, thus

killing my only chance of escape…

The vibrating egg in my private parts dutifully converted electrical energy into kinetic energy, brazenly proclaiming its

presence with tingling and pleasure, forcing me to utter low moans. I responded with a sound. Exhausted after a day's work,

the anxiety of encountering Ding Xuan after self-bondage, the shock and disorientation when Ding Xuan forcefully gagged me, the humiliation and shame of being wantonly played with by her stockinged feet

, plus the waves of pleasure constantly sent by the vibrator—I actually climaxed…

After the climax, ignoring the vibrator's vibrations, I fell into a deep, exhausted sleep. I don't know how much time passed, but the sound of a door opening

and closing startled me awake. With the sound of footsteps entering the bedroom, the stockings covering my eyes were removed. Ding

Xuan had returned. I was shocked to see the bag at her feet—wasn't this

the bag I kept in my apartment closet to store my self-sufficiency tools?

Seeing my gaze on the bag, Ding Xuan laughed, "I didn't expect our little beauty Ning to be so well-equipped.

It saves me some trouble."

Then, she untied the ropes connecting my feet and the loops behind my back, but didn't

untie . Instead, she lifted her leg and straddled my thigh. What was she going to do?

The answer was quickly revealed. She had actually untied the ropes I had bound myself with, and with a click, she unlocked

the handcuffs. Then, she reached out and began unbuttoning my suit jacket and shirt. I

was shocked to realize she wanted to take off my clothes. I didn't even think to pull the sock out of my mouth before I started struggling.

But I had been bound for quite some time, and I had just had an orgasm, so my struggles were weak and powerless.

Soon, my upper body clothing, including my bra, was completely removed.

At this moment, Ding Xuan picked up a rope and wrapped it around my neck, then around my shoulders, under my armpits, and around my upper

arms three or four times each. She then tightened the rope behind my back and wrapped it around my chest from below

, tying two knots in the center of my chest. This tightly bound my arms behind my back and fixed them to my body, forcing me

to try my best to thrust my chest forward. With the rope below my chest aiding in this, my breasts appeared very prominent.

I felt a burning sensation in my chest, filled with deep shame and humiliation.

But Ding Xuan wasn't finished. She pulled my hands behind my back, forming a W shape, and

tied them three or four times horizontally and four times vertically where they crossed. Then she tied the rope together with the rope binding my arms, making it feel

as if my hands were firmly attached to my back. She used a lot of force, but my only resistance was

to whimper and leering at her, which she obviously didn't care about.

Next, she tied several diamond shapes in front of me, making my protruding chest even more prominent.

Ding Xuan stopped, pulled me up, and circled me twice, making clicking noises. This time she

didn't tie my genitals, but I didn't know that this was for even greater torture later.

At this moment, she brought in the trench coat I had been wearing from the hall and put it on me. What was she going to do? Was she

going to make me go out naked and bound like this? Oh God, no!

Seeing my panicked face, Ding Xuan smiled smugly: "You guessed it too?" Just like you

said before you came to my house , we've been sitting all day, so walking around a bit will be a good workout!

Then she untied the ropes around my ankles and below my knees and tried to pull me outside. How could I let her succeed?

So I desperately backed away, and we tugged at each other for a while, getting less than two meters from the door.

Ding Xuan got angry: "Looks like you won't listen unless I teach this little brat a lesson?"

Then she took something out of the bag she brought from my house—nipple clamps! Two clamps extended from

thin chains that connected together to form a rather long chain, which I usually used to make self-bondage more difficult. I never imagined

someone would use it against me today—how pathetic!

Ding Xuan clipped the clothespin to my chest, the chain peeking out from the gap in the trench coat buttons, hanging down to my

lower abdomen, almost like a decoration on the coat itself. Who would know the power it held beneath? Ding Xuan

tugged the chain, and a sharp pain shot through my chest, causing me to whimper. I had no choice but to move forward, but because

the rope was still tied above my knees, I could only follow her step by step to the entrance.

At this point, Ding Xuan said, "Little girl, I need to add some more equipment for you, otherwise people will find out you're gagged

!"

Seriously? Wasn't it bad enough that she was taking me out like this? Was she going to continue depriving me of my right to speak?

But my opinion was useless. Ding Xuan took a scarf and

wrapped The stockings covering my mouth were temporarily hidden by the scarf. Then Ding Xuan took

out the vibrator, tied the wire to my abdomen, and inserted the vibrator into my private parts. She said, "Little girl, don't blame me for not warning you

. You'd better hold it tight when you walk. If it falls out and someone sees you dragging a vibrator down the street, I don't need to tell you what

will happen, right?"

I felt a surge of bitterness, but I was naked and tied up, and even the right to speak was taken away by two pairs of stockings

. What could I do? Ding Xuan helped me put on the high heels I had worn when I came, pulled the zipper, and led me out the door.

As the door closed, a girl in a trench coat and black high heels followed a

woman in a black office lady suit, black stockings, and black knee-high leather boots, slowly walking into the night. Who could know the secret under the trench coat

? ...

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Ding Xuan led me slowly down the stairs, the thin chain in her hand connected to the nipple clamps under my trench coat.

I was like her pet being led out for a walk.

When going down the stairs, because there was a rope tied above my knees and a vibrating egg inserted in my private parts, I had to squeeze my legs

together and slowly move down. Although the scarf around my neck covered my mouth, it also

covered my nose. The silk stockings that prevented me from spitting out the cotton socks that were blocking my mouth were ones that Ding Xuan had worn for several days and

had only changed off the day before without washing. When my nose was covered by the scarf, a slightly salty smell of foot sweat went straight into my nose,

causing me to feel dizzy and nauseous. But now I was Ding Xuan's fish on the chopping block. Not to mention resisting,

even the right to express my opinion was taken away by the socks.

As for escaping, putting aside whether I dared to run or what would happen if I did, the rope above my knees

only allowed me to move in tiny steps. Moreover, the chain holding the nipple clamps in front of my chest was still in Ding Xuan's hand. I

was utterly trapped.

Finally, after getting downstairs, Ding Xuan released the chain, letting it dangle from my trench coat

like a decoration, swaying gently from side to side. Then she continued walking forward. At this point, I

had no way out and could only slowly follow her. Fortunately, Ding Xuan wasn't walking fast. Although my

knees were bound and I had to squeeze my legs together to prevent the vibrating egg from falling out, I could still barely keep up

.

Slowly, we turned past several buildings and reached the entrance. There were two security guards there! Was Ding Xuan

going to take me out of the complex to the busy streets outside? Good heavens! I froze on the spot. Ding Xuan

noticed I had stopped, turned around, gave me a disapproving look, and said in a commanding tone, "Hurry up and follow me, or

I'll take your trench coat!"

I was startled, but could only continue walking with her towards the entrance of the residential area. Fortunately, I'm

quite . My arms were tightly bound behind my back, with my hands and arms pressed against my back. From the outside

, it looked like I was walking with my back slightly hunched. It was unlikely anyone would notice my body, bound by ropes under the trench coat

. I followed Ding Xuan uneasily out, when suddenly a security guard spoke up, startling me. I felt

my hair stand on end!

He said, "Miss Ding, going for a walk with friends?"

Ding Xuan smiled and replied, "Yes, just taking a stroll to relax." Realizing what was going on, I

secretly a sigh of relief. It was just a friendly chat with Ding Xuan. I didn't care about what would happen on the street and quickly

followed Ding Xuan out of the residential area.

There weren't many people on the pedestrian street near Ding Xuan's apartment complex, because only

about 30% of the shops facing the street were rented out. Only the intersection of the street was relatively lively, as more shops were open there.

That bustling section was about 100 meters long, and it was about 200 meters from the entrance to the complex.

Seeing the few pedestrians, I breathed a sigh of relief, but was immediately shocked to see Ding Xuan walking towards the bustling

intersection. Before I could react, a sharp pain shot through my chest, and I followed her. Luckily, it was nighttime,

and was a waist-high green belt separating the sidewalk from the road. There were only streetlights, so I didn't have to

worry about being seen holding a thin chain that connected to me.

Ding Xuan and I walked to the intersection. She had already unchained me, and

since I had no choice but to go with her—after all, she was someone I knew—I couldn't afford to be alone. Then, Ding Xuan whispered in my ear

, "See that bus stop up ahead?"

I looked in the direction she was pointing and saw a bus stop about 50 meters ahead, with a

bus stop sign and several people waiting for the bus. I gave a soft "uh-huh" in response.

She continued, "I've led you this far. Now you walk ahead, and when we get there, we'll go home.

This is the only way left, okay?"

How could I say no? I could only reluctantly grunt and start walking slowly towards the bus

stop. This section of the road was different from the one with only streetlights we had walked before.

The lights made the whole area as bright as day. Although I sometimes walked home from work by myself, it was always at

night when the lights weren't too strong. And now I was being tied up and forced to walk

this of road.

My trench coat only reached slightly below my knees. If a gust of wind came,

the rope would be discovered. Luckily, my mind went blank, and I reached the bus stop unscathed.

But what terrified me even more was that when I looked to the side, Ding Xuan was gone!!

Oh my god!! Where did Ding Xuan go? Although she caught me tying myself up today, and although I don't know what to do now…

At least when I was dragged here from her house, I had someone I knew by my side, which gave me some

psychological comfort. But right here, in the most crowded part of the street, where the streetlights are brightest,

Ding Xuan isn't with me! What should I do? What should I do? My hands are tied behind my back, my mouth is

gagged with a sock, and I'm completely naked. If someone finds me, I won't be able to run, I won't even be able to scream. I can almost see

myself being dragged into a dark alley...

No, no, I need to calm down. I need to think of something. I forced myself to calm my heart, which was about to jump out of my throat,

and comforted myself, "Ning Lin, you can do it. You've tied yourself up and gone home so many times, and nothing bad has happened. Calm down,

calm down!"

I started to consider my escape route. Going back to the company and then back to my house was impossible. I ruled that out.

Not to mention the distance, my house key was still with Ding Xuan. Finding a place to untie myself was also impossible. My hands were tied

behind my back, and it wouldn't be easy to untie myself. Plus, I'd have to take off my trench coat. I couldn't imagine being naked outdoors...

Right, Ding Xuan. Although she caught me today, in this situation, it must be

a form of torture for her. Anyway, I need to get back to Ding Xuan's house first.

I made up my mind and slowly started walking back from Ding Xuan's house to here. Although the vibrator in my private parts wasn't

turned on, it kept stimulating me as I walked, and a lot of fluid flowed from my private parts, running down my legs and into

the high heels I was wearing. The soles of the shoes were slippery and sticky. Also, because I was going to self-bondage today, some of the work needed to be

done with my feet, so to make it easier to put on and take off, the high heels I wore were a little too big for my feet.

At that moment, I felt my shoes were about to slip off my feet. In this crowded place,

how conspicuous would it be if a girl's high heels suddenly fell off? I was completely naked,

bound, and gagged by Ding Xuan, only covered by a trench coat and scarf. Therefore, to prevent my shoes from slipping off, I had to

walk with them barely off the ground, making it look like I was shuffling. This posture was a bit strange; would it arouse

suspicion ? What if someone came up and questioned me…?

My mind raced with these thoughts as I slowly made my way towards the entrance of Ding Xuan's apartment complex. Fortunately, I

arrived at the entrance without incident. Suddenly, a security guard spoke to me, "Miss!"

I was startled. What did he want? Had he discovered me?

Luckily, it was just my imagination. He continued, "Miss Ding asked me to tell you that she has already

gone home and that if you see her, you should go directly to her house."

Oh, I see! That damned Ding Xuan, you better pray you don't fall into my hands, otherwise… sigh, it seems I'm the one who's in her hands

now , and I'm the one who should be praying. My mouth is gagged, so I can't answer. I can only

grunt "Mmm" to indicate that I understand, and quickly shuffle into the residential area. I can still hear the security guards talking: "This

woman is really strange. It's not cold today, yet she's wearing a scarf at night." My heart skips a beat, but I can't quicken my pace,

so I can only slowly turn past a building.

This is a new residential area, and there aren't many residents yet. The landscaping is nice, with

waist-high plants separating the buildings. I breathed a sigh of relief once I entered the residential area, since it's safer inside than outside. I

walked past a few more buildings along the green belt and saw Ding Xuan's car parked downstairs. Her light was on on the 6th floor, and there was no one

around . I finally relaxed a little. Now I can only go to her place first. As for what she'll

do to me next, let her do it.

Just then, I heard a voice, and someone emerged from the waist-high plants in the green belt!! I reacted

and tried to turn around, but the person was already behind me, one hand covering my mouth through the scarf, the other reaching

around to grab my breasts, and then dragging me into the bushes!

I was terrified and tried to struggle, but I was bound and there was no way to fight back. I tried to call for help, but my mouth was

stuffed with Ding Xuan's smelly socks, and the person was still covering my mouth. With a few "mmm" sounds, I was dragged into

the bushes! The fear and anxiety I had endured all the way, now being in their clutches, the ropes binding me, the vibrating

egg on my private parts—all these stimulations... I actually reached orgasm...

Just as I was panting, my body limp, and about to give up, the person pulled me up again,

facing me and saying, "Little girl, isn't this exciting?" It was Ding Xuan!!

Oh my god, I completely relaxed and didn't care about anything else. I whimpered a couple of times and collapsed

into her arms. Ding Xuan hugged me, reached down and touched my genitals, and said, "Tsk tsk, you're so tight. Even when

I ambushed you like this, the vibrator didn't fall off, and you're so wet. You're such a wanton little slut!"

I felt my face burning and felt very embarrassed. I could only bury my head in her arms. Then, Ding Xuan

helped me, who was completely weak, back to her apartment, the place where my fear and anxiety tonight began.

Once inside Ding Xuan's house, as soon as I took off my high heels, I collapsed onto the floor, feeling completely weak

and powerless. Ding Xuan changed into slippers, helped me sit up, took off my trench coat, and loosened my nipple clamps. She

frowned and said, "You've sweated so much, you're all dirty. Let me clean you up!"

Then she untied the scarf around my neck and loosened the restraints on my body, but she didn't

remove the sock from my mouth. My hands were finally freed from my back; they had been off for so long that they were numb. Now

, only my wrists were still bound. Ding Xuan also took off her black suit and black pantyhose, led me

into the bathroom, and then picked up the showerhead to start washing my body.

I was completely exhausted, and my hands were tied, so I just let her do as she pleased. The fine stream of water from the showerhead

washed over my tired body. That wretched Ding Xuan deliberately used the showerhead to

give special treatment, making me moan softly under the water's pressure. It was

infuriating…

Then she took a shower herself, dried us both off, and forced me into her

bedroom. She made me lie face down on her bed. Although my wrists were still tied, the rest of my body was

free, and the bound areas relaxed, feeling numb and painful. Ding Xuan even carefully

massaged the bound areas. To be honest, being massaged naked by a beautiful woman felt

strange , and I couldn't help but moan softly in pleasure.

After about half an hour, Ding Xuan loosened the stockings covering my mouth and then turned and left the bedroom.

In the room, I took the opportunity to spit out the smelly cotton socks that had been suppressing my tongue all night onto the floor. The socks were soaked with my

saliva , and I had no idea how much of Ding Xuan's foot sweat I had swallowed. I gagged for a while and then felt thirsty.

At this moment, Ding Xuan brought in a glass of water and said, "You've sweated so much, you must be thirsty. Drink this glass of salt water."

I obediently let her feed me the water, and lying on the bed, I carefully asked, "Sister Xuan, when are you

going to let me go? I've been tied up all night, please don't play with me anymore."

Ding Xuan smiled and said, "What's the rush? Prisoners have no right to make demands." At this moment, she picked up something else.

Oh my god, it was the pair of black pantyhose she had worn for two days and had just taken off. I had no choice; my mouth, which had only been free

for less than five minutes, was stuffed with a wad of smelly pantyhose again.

Then, she took a black gag from my bag, gagged me, and fastened it behind my head. She

then took a rope and tied my elbows behind my back, wrapped the rope around my waist, and

tied my wrists and waist together. She then tied my ankles and above my knees, bent my legs, and tied them to my waist,

leaving me bound upside down. She then inserted a vibrating egg into my

genitals and left the bedroom.

I didn't know what Ding Xuan was planning, but I had no choice but to wait on the bed.

About ten minutes later, I heard Ding Xuan hop back into the bedroom. Turning around, I saw her at

the bedside, wearing a trench coat, but her feet were hidden by the bed.

At this moment, Ding Xuan looked at me, smiling softly, and said, "Today I learned your secret, so I'm going to

tell you my secret too, otherwise how can we make up!"

What is she doing? I've already been treated like this, what trick is she going to pull now? Heavens! To my

surprise, she picked up the flesh-colored pantyhose she had helped me take off earlier, which she said had a strong smell, crumpled it up, and stuffed it

into her mouth! What is this???

Then she took a blue gag from my bag, gagged herself, and then unbuttoned her

trench coat . My God, her body was tightly bound with ropes. Then she climbed onto the bed, and I realized that her

feet were also tied. So, she was also...

Then, Ding Xuan picked up... I pressed a remote control, and felt the vibrating egg in my genitals vibrate.

I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Unexpectedly, Ding Xuan also let out a moan. Then she threw the remote control

under the bed , picked up a pair of handcuffs, threaded them through the rope behind her back, and cuffed her hands with a click.

Then she threw herself next to me. At this moment, she looked at me and smiled, her eyebrows curving like two crescent moons. I

understood and couldn't help but smile back at her...

In the quiet night, on the bed in the bedroom of this small single apartment, two young

girls , under the exertion of the vibrating egg and the suppression of the sock gag, occasionally let out low moans...

From then on, the misunderstanding between Ding Xuan and me disappeared. We became close friends, we shared each other's secrets, and

we hovered together on the edge of excitement and depravity...

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