【Extreme Games】

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The thought of trying out a new game I'd designed so far today fills me with excitement.
Winter vacation has already passed quickly, and school will start again in a few days. Although it's still winter,
our winters aren't as cold as those in the north. This year is even a mild winter, so the temperature has been
a bit higher than usual these past few days.
Yesterday, my mother went to Guangzhou for work and won't be back for a week. Before she left, she reminded me
to keep the doors and windows closed, not to play outside for too long, and not to eat cold food just to save time
…etc. Now I'm truly alone at home, and I can
play freely and wildly for a few days in an undisturbed environment.
Now I'm going to put my plan into action: first, let me explain my new game design. It's actually very simple:
I'll hang myself up and be unable to untie myself for a certain period of time. Once the set time is up, I'll
be free. To experience the helplessness, waiting, struggle, and pain...
I first used wire to tie a thick iron electric heating element to the upper part of my horizontal bar. I connected its power
cord to a plug via a timer, setting the timer to power the heating element for
five minutes after three hours of operation. I then used a thumb-thick nylon rope to tie the heating element to the bar, making an O-shaped loop underneath
and attaching a thick tensioner to it. I also pre-made a
loop on the thick tension rope.
I tested the device; when the power was on, the nylon rope melted and broke within three minutes of the preset time,
meaning the device was very safe.
I used a thick iron wire (because iron wire won't melt the heating element) to tie an O-ring to the horizontal bar
, threaded a thick rope through it, and tied it tightly. The other end of the rope will be used later. I also
hung some necessary items on the horizontal bar for later use. Now I'm going to begin: to prevent the room temperature from getting too low, I set the air
conditioner to 30 degrees Celsius and turned off all the lights except for a red wall lamp.
I tied my long hair up with a white ribbon and coiled it on my head to prevent it from becoming
disheveled during the binding process.
As before, I like nude bondage; after undressing myself completely, I first used a
thick red cotton rope (the kind used for making Chinese knots) to make myself a very tight tortoise shell
bondage. The soft, red, thin rope sank deep into my tender skin; my breasts
struggled to squeeze out through the gaps formed by the rope…
This time, I also tried to pass the rope between my legs. When the rope tightened around my genitals, the walnut
-sized knot on the rope got stuck right at the entrance of my vagina. The unprecedented intense stimulation gave me an extreme
excitement, and my body trembled involuntarily. I tried my best to control myself,
tightening and knotting the rope that was tightening around my genitals and the rope tied behind my waist. At this moment, I felt that every slight movement of mine would pull
the ropes on my body, and the deep rope that was tightened around my genitals and the large knot that was stuck at the entrance of my vagina strongly stimulated my tender virgin
territory; I couldn't help but moan softly… Then, I plugged in the power plug of the heating element and
struggled to stand on the orange that I had attached to the sofa leg with a thick rubber band.
I then used a very long hemp rope, as thick as a chopstick, to
tightly bind my legs together from top to bottom, in dense, concentric circles. The flesh on my legs bulged out through the gaps in the rope, as if trying to break
free of its restraints. Then, I used the end of the rope to tightly bind my feet and toes together. In this way,
my legs could not move at all.
During this process, every time I bent over and forcefully bound my legs, my genitals were
constantly rubbed by the knots trapped inside. The large knot repeatedly struck the sensitive area at the entrance of my vagina
, as if trying to penetrate it…; I experienced for the first time this suffocating, intoxicating,
and blissful feeling…; amidst trembling waves of heat coursing through my body, I almost
collapsed…
Afterwards, I used a red cotton rope to wrap around my neck and tightly bound my arms, tying knots
at my wrists; my fair, delicate arms were tightly bound by the red rope like snakes,
and I was immersed in excited fantasies…
It was already past ten o'clock at night, and more than half an hour had passed since I plugged in the power. I had to
finish my plan as soon as possible.
First, I left a certain length of the thick rope tied to the wire ring and then tightly tied it around my waist to ensure that
I wouldn't fall to the ground if the nylon rope suspending me melted.
I took out several small, damp towels and stuffed them one by one into my mouth, tying them behind
my head with a short rope so I wouldn't spit them out. I was afraid I'd shout out of excitement during the game
. Then, I used a thicker hemp rope to tightly bind myself in a knotted manner,
placing the pre-made loops of the tension rope under the ropes tied behind my neck and back (this
prevented my hands from being injured from being suspended too high). Next, I
tied both elbows to my body with the same rope. After this, my upper arms were tightly bound to my sides behind my back, unable to move. The remaining
rope was tied to my forearms and secured to my wrists. Thus, when my hands were bound
, the ropes binding my body could not be untied; at this moment, my body was tightly bound by two kinds of ropes,
my breathing was restricted, and my chest heaved violently under the tightness of the ropes…
Finally, it was almost over. I gasped for breath, took the rope loop I had made beforehand that could only fit my two hands,
and first put it on my left wrist. Then, behind my back, I passed the other end of the rope loop on my left wrist through the tension
loop of the tightening ring; then, I reached my right hand through the rope loop connected to my left hand from behind, and after feeling the tightening
rope, I grabbed it.
Now only the last step remained. At this moment, perhaps because of excitement, or perhaps because the ropes binding my body
were too tight, my whole body was trembling violently, and my legs were also trembling from being tightly bound for so long.
It had turned purplish-red; the large knot in my genitals was constricting me painfully, and beads of sweat appeared on my forehead;
at that moment, I had the urge to end the game immediately…
To prevent my wavering from ruining the plan, I immediately used both hands alternately to
pull the tension rope behind my back little by little downwards. As the tension rope tightened, I also tried my best
to lift my hands upwards. To achieve the best effect, I also forcefully stood on my tiptoes, trying to raise
my body as high as possible; until my hands were suspended high below my neck,
along with the two ropes pressing on the tension rope, I continued to pull…; finally, when I was suspended
so low that I could only touch the orange with my toes, I released the tension rope and swung my originally upright body forward, causing
my body to tilt forward and hang in the air. I felt my tightly bound hands being lifted
even higher; at this point, almost all of my weight was concentrated on the suspension rope.
At this moment, my mouth was stuffed tightly with a towel, my long hair, which had been coiled on my head, had come loose and was hanging down in front of my chest
; my whole body was tightly bound by several ropes of various kinds, the ropes binding my shoulders and chest
digging deeply into my tender skin under the pull of the ropes hanging behind me; my delicate collarbones felt
as if they were about to be strangled by the ropes; my tender breasts bulged outwards under the pressure of the ropes; my chest
felt as if it was about to explode under the tight binding of the ropes, and my breathing was particularly rapid; my arms, wrapped with red ropes, were tightly bound behind
my back, leaving me no room to move; My hands, tightly bound, were suspended high above my neck, rendering me completely immobile
. My legs were also bound tightly with ropes, the thin ropes digging deep
into my soft skin, and I felt my legs throbbing. My slender body was mercilessly tied up and suspended in
the air, my toes barely touching a small plastic stool. I felt like a leaf
swaying in the wind and rain…
I knew that until the appointed time arrived, I would remain bound and suspended here, with
absolutely no possibility of escape. Thinking of this, I felt a strange urge, a
thrill of pleasure from these ropes.
Nearly an hour had passed, meaning I would be suspended here for another two hours!
I turned and looked around. To my right, I saw a girl, her naked body tightly
bound and suspended in the air by various ropes. Her beautiful face was swollen from having a towel stuffed in her mouth, and her long, beautiful hair fell
to her chest. Snake-like ropes were tightly wrapped around her body, her beautiful breasts squeezed
and turned slightly purple by the ropes binding them. The ropes at her shoulders dug deep into her soft skin, her delicate arms were
tightly bound behind her back with red ropes, and her small hands were also tightly bound. A thick
hemp rope hung her high from her neck. Her fair legs were tightly bound with dense ropes that had dug deep
into her skin, the flesh bulging from the gaps in the ropes turning purplish-red. Her tightly bound feet were almost upright
on her lap…; the girl in the mirror was me.
Seeing this, I felt my face burning, my heart pounding, and at the same time, a feeling of joy. I
had finally successfully completed my design.
I tried desperately to move my arms, but my hands, tightly bound together and suspended from my neck
, were completely immobile. The red rope binding my arms behind my back was numb
and I couldn't move them either. I carefully swayed my body; the ropes, tightly bound, caused my body to
sway gently. The ropes around my shoulders and chest
were pulled back taut, digging deeply into my tender shoulder blades and chest, causing me some
pain. The ropes mercilessly dug into my delicate skin, compressing my chest and making it almost impossible
to breathe properly. The large knots digging into my genitals intensely stimulated my sensitive virgin territory. The slightest
twist of my body intensified the sensation, forcing me to desperately tighten my genitals. This only caused the knot at the vaginal
opening to sink deeper, resulting in even stronger tremors throughout my body… My legs were already
numb from the rope digging deep into my skin, and my tightly bound feet felt swollen. I struggled to support myself on
Xiao Cheng to alleviate the pain from the rope constricting my shoulders, my arms tightly bound behind my back, and my hands tightly bound
together and hanging high above my neck. I experienced the feeling of being tightly bound and suspended in the air: helplessness,
despair, excitement, fear, pain, and anticipation… The knot digging into my genitals relentlessly stimulated my delicate virgin
territory. This was the first time I'd ever had a knot digging into my vagina! I tried desperately to relieve
the stimulation of the knot at my vaginal opening, so I clenched my fists, but this only intensified the stimulation. Then
I consciously relaxed, but the knot seemed to be pushing harder to penetrate. I was terrified it would go
inside me; I tried to push it out, so I clenched, relaxed, clenched again, relaxed again…
Waves of excitement, orgasms rippled through me. Sweat streamed down my body, vaginal fluid flowed below, and
the ropes binding me were soaked through. My breasts stood erect through the gaps in the ropes, my red nipples
trembling slightly. In the throes of intense pleasure and orgasm, I couldn't help but moan…
At that moment, I really wanted to insert my never-before-used vibrating egg into my vagina; perhaps the sensation would be even
better… but that was impossible now.
It was past 11 pm, and almost two hours had passed since I tied myself up.
I was going to be suspended here for a while longer! Until the nylon rope melted and broke from the electric heating element.
After the extreme binding and suspension, and the multiple waves of excitement and climax, I felt utterly exhausted. Despite the
air conditioning in the nearly 30-degree room, I still felt waves of shivering running through my body.
Looking at myself in the mirror through my hazy vision: my entire body was tightly bound by merciless ropes,
my legs, constricted to a purplish-red, stood straight, the thin hemp rope digging deeply into my delicate skin. My toes rested
on a small orange, my body leaning forward, a thick hemp rope suspending me in the air, the two legs wrapped with red rope...
My arms were tightly bound behind my back, my hands, tightly tied together, were suspended high under my neck,
my breasts, now purplish-red, protruded forward, a snow-white towel was stuffed in my mouth, and my long hair, falling to my chest, swayed slightly…
…
In the warm sunshine, bathed in the gentle spring breeze, I walked alone, wearing a red skirt and a snow-white shirt
. Looking out, white clouds drifted in the azure sky, and the boundless grassland was a scene of springtime beauty. Soft
grass brushed against my legs, tickling me like tiny insects crawling; I sang joyfully, jumped, ran, and
reveled in happiness…
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew by, and the once clear sky instantly turned into a heavy snowfall, turning the world
into a white expanse. I was extremely cold, so I wanted to find a sheltered spot; but
everywhere was covered in ice and snow, where could I find one? I trudged through the vast snowfield, my steps sinking deep into the ground
. It was freezing cold, and I was shivering uncontrollably. I'd heard that exercise could generate heat to ward off
the cold, so I started running as fast as I could…
Suddenly, I lost my footing and fell into a deep ice hole…
A chill jolted me awake; I'd just been dreaming.
I instinctively looked up at the digital clock on the wall (our clock emits a red light, so
it's clearly visible even in the dark): 2:23!
I was startled. Impossible! I looked again more closely—it was true!
Sleepiness vanished instantly.
Now I was truly panicked. The timer had long passed; why hadn't the nylon rope suspending me
melted? Was the heating element broken? Was the timer malfunctioning? Had I forgotten to plug it in?
Or…?
If any of these things were wrong, my fate was predictable. I
became frightened, frantically searching everywhere…; Silence reigned, not a sound was heard, and
the room was pitch black.
I remember having a wall lamp on when I first tied myself up, but now?
In the dim moonlight, I saw the lamp hanging properly on the wall, but there was no light at all, and
the white plug was still plugged into the wall socket.
That's when I realized how cold I was; waves of cold air assaulted me, making me shiver uncontrollably
. I always keep a small window open for ventilation, and I figured this cold draft
was coming from there.
But I had the air conditioner on! It wasn't this cold before!
Suddenly it all made sense—the power was out!
Oh my god! I'm doomed! Power outages are frequent here, and we're so focused
on my plan. How could I have overlooked this? Damn it!
If the power doesn't come back on anytime soon, am I going to be stuck here waiting?
And what if there's a problem with my wiring? Then I'm doomed! Needless to say, I wouldn't starve to death.
In this cold weather, without air conditioning indoors, I'd freeze to death! Besides, I'm
completely naked except for the ropes digging deep into my skin!
Waiting for Mom to come back and rescue me? Impossible: first, I'm terrified of seeing me like this;
second, Mom's in Guangzhou and won't be back for a week! By then, I'll probably
be dried meat.
I thought of my best friend, the one who rescued me before, but she's on winter break and in Shanghai
.
Now I'm truly at my wit's end. I regret not thinking about the power outage. Besides, if I
hadn't gagged myself, maybe I would have screamed a few times, and the neighbors would have called the police. At most, someone would have found out my
secret, and I wouldn't have starved or frozen to death! Also, because I pinned all my hopes on the electric heater
, I didn't use an ice lock this time. If I had, I wouldn't be in this situation.
It was too late for anything else now. I had to find a way to free myself and escape my current predicament as soon as possible. I started
trying to move my arms and hands, but my arms were firmly bound behind my back, leaving no room
to move. My hands, tightly bound together, were suspended high behind my neck, as if glued shut, completely immobile.
I tried to twist my body, but the ropes binding me were deeply embedded in my flesh, leaving no
room to move. I tried to strain my legs, but the tight, dense ropes binding them
were digging deep into my skin, showing no sign of loosening; in fact, they seemed to tighten even more.
Moreover, during my struggle, the ropes binding me seemed to tighten even more, constricting
my delicate skin. My shoulders and chest ached terribly from the ropes;
my arms, tightly bound by red ropes, were numb, and my hands, bound together, were also numb. Pain was felt all over my body, and
my legs, bound with hemp ropes, were purple and also somewhat numb. As for my feet, tightly bound together, they
no longer felt like my own. The most unbearable pain was the large knot of rope digging into my genitals, tightly wedged at the vaginal opening, violently
stimulating my private parts, and it felt as if part of it had already entered my vagina…
In the tension and excitement of my desperate struggle, I reached another climax: that
feeling of ecstasy returned; I felt another surge of heat flowing down my thighs…
Now I was drenched in sweat.
A cold wind blew… I snapped out of my euphoria and realized my situation was dire; I had to
keep thinking of a way…
I tried to break the rope suspending me, and so I slowly sank downwards, which only
raised my tightly bound hands higher. A
sharp pain in my arms, hands, shoulders, and chest forced me to abandon this attempt.
At that moment, I truly felt utterly hopeless. I was completely desperate. The thought that I had just turned eighteen
and was about to end my life like this brought tears streaming down my face like a broken string of pearls.
The violent struggle made me dizzy and breathless. Stars flashed before my eyes, and my ears were ringing
. Then everything went black, and I knew nothing more.
When I woke up again, it was past 4 a.m. The room was still dark, and I could only let the cold wind
blow on me. My body, tightly bound to the rope, seemed to have long since lost its warmth. It felt like only
my brain and eyes could move; the rest of my body didn't belong to me anymore.
My head was throbbing. Yes, after being frozen for so long, I was probably catching a cold.
No, I couldn't just wait to freeze or starve to death. I had to challenge myself!
I thought, although the rope used to suspend me was thick, it was made of nylon!
If I shook it hard, maybe I could break it—I was willing to try anything
. I had reached my wit's end; perhaps this is what happens when people are desperate.
I didn't care about anything else; as long as I could get the rope binding my hands free, I could be free.
So, I desperately shook my body, which felt like it no longer belonged to me, trying to break the rope that was tightly binding
my hands.
This was the most serious mistake I made, and it almost ruined my arms
.
Extreme tension and despair made me forget that I was only standing on the orange tree on my tiptoes, and that my tightly bound
body was leaning forward. With this effort, my swaying body spun like a dead tree
. My feet slid off the orange tree, which was pulled to the sofa by the rubber band.
I felt my hands being suddenly lifted upwards, and
a sharp pain shot through my arms, which were tightly bound together by the red rope, my shoulders, and my chest. Before I could even scream, I passed out
...
When I woke up again, I realized that I was completely suspended in mid-air, my feet unable
to reach the floor. At this point, the pain in my arms and hands was excruciating. My tightly bound hands were
hoisted high above my neck, and I couldn't move them at all, not even a finger
. I thought my arms might be broken; otherwise, why would they hurt so much?
The ropes digging into my shoulder sockets were almost suffocating me. I felt dizzy and lightheaded. The
tortoise shell bindings, made of thinner ropes and tightly tied, combined with the prolonged binding, my violent
struggles, and the sweat soaking my body, had now sunk deep into my skin. My entire
body was tightly bound by the ropes, and the flesh bulging from the gaps had turned purple.
The large knot deep in my genitals was further stimulating my sensitive nerves…; at this point, every small
movement brought almost unbearable pain. Now, I could only let my body, tightly bound by merciless ropes,
hang there helplessly, swaying...
At this moment, I was truly in utter despair. My head hung limply, my long hair cascading down my chest
, my arms tightly bound behind my back with red ropes. My hands, tightly bound, were
suspended high above my neck. The ropes in my shoulders and chest had already dug deep into my delicate skin,
my breasts were now almost purple, and my nipples, bulging from the ropes, trembled in the cold air
. My flesh throbbed from the cold, and my legs and feet, tightly bound with thin hemp ropes, were already
a deep purple.
In my heart, I cried out: "Mom, please save your daughter!"
But the only answer was a buzzing sound in my ears. It seemed I could only await the arrival of death...; I
closed my eyes in despair.
The sounds of people talking in the hallway woke me up again. I then realized that it was already daylight outside.
The room didn't seem as cold as before. I struggled to lift my head and look around. Suddenly, I noticed
: the wall lamp was on—the power was back on!
I was saved!
I didn't know when the power came back on, meaning I didn't know when the heating element would be able to conduct electricity and melt
the nylon rope. I only knew that I would eventually be free; I could only wait quietly…
Because I was facing away from the digital clock because of the rope suspending me, I didn't know what
time it was either.
I turned my head and saw myself in the mirror: my once beautiful face was now covered in messy hair, and
I was struggling to breathe, my face flushed; a white towel was stuffed in my mouth; my long, flowing hair
cascaded down my chest, and my slender body was tightly bound by ropes that were deeply embedded in my skin; my upper body was leaning forward
; my soft arms, tightly bound behind my back with red ropes,
were now purplish-red from the red cords; my tightly bound hands were exaggeratedly
hoisted behind my back almost past my neck—if it weren't for the later use of the elaborate binding method,
I don't know what the outcome would have been; my purplish-red breasts stubbornly pushed forward through the gaps in the ropes
, my purplish-red nipples protruding; the ropes at my chest and shoulders had sunk deeply into my delicate, already
purplish-red skin; Her slender waist was tightly bound by ropes; the ropes on her outstretched legs
had long since dug deep into her skin, the bulges turning a deep purple; her feet were also tightly
bound together, dangling limply downwards, about ten centimeters off the ground…
Gazing at the girl hanging in the mirror, I forgot my current predicament, my desire burning like fire;
I repeatedly tightened my genitals, experiencing the pleasure of the large knots stimulating my vaginal opening; I tried to gently twist
my body, savoring the sensation under the ropes; I tried to stretch my legs downwards, attempting to extend my
body to the maximum extent; I struggled desperately, feeling the pain of the ropes tightly binding me; then I
heard a “click” from the timer, the normally quiet sound of the relay engaging was
like a thunderclap in a clear sky, making my whole body tremble violently, my tense body involuntarily contracting.
It caused a sharp pain. I knew the heating element had started working.
At that moment, I felt a surge of excitement. My muscles contracted suddenly again, my body tensed,
and my head shot upwards… I experienced another climax, more
intense than any I had ever felt before. My lower body was soaked with the “water,” which drenched the
ropes tightly binding my legs, dripping onto the floor and splashing. A moment later,
I felt the ropes suspending my hands slowly descending…
Suddenly, with a “snap,” the ropes that had been suspending me all night snapped.
The sudden breakage of the ropes caused excruciating
pain in my arms and hands as they were released, causing me to faint again…
When I awoke, I felt pain all over my body, especially in my tightly bound arms and hands,
and the areas where the ropes had deeply constricted my shoulders and chest. My body was suspended
diagonally in the air by the rope tied around my waist—without this rope, I would have been thrown hard to the floor; I saw that
my feet were touching the floor, but I couldn't feel them; then I felt that, because I was now only being
suspended by the rope around my waist, my body was bent deeply towards the ground, my long hair dragging on the ground
; but this caused my arms and hands, which were tightly bound behind my back, to be pulled with excruciating pain; and
the rope that was tied around my genitals, and the knot that was stuck in my vaginal opening, were digging even deeper
into my vagina, causing me unbearable pain, I could only feel that tight... The rope digging into my genitals
felt like it was trying to split me open, the large knot sinking even deeper…; to alleviate the
pain, I could only endure the agony and desperately try to lift my body upwards to relieve the pain in my arms and hands
; but this, due to my body's movements, caused the large knot deeply embedded in my genitals to intensely stimulate my
tender virgin territory, making my whole body tremble uncontrollably…; I desperately shook my body, tried to move
my waist, twisted my legs with all my might, tightly clamped the knot at the entrance of my vagina, contracted all the
muscles in my body, and lifted my head high…; in this situation, I welcomed the arrival of orgasm.
Afterwards, I fell into another predicament.
A long time passed, and I tried to move my hands, still bound behind my back, but my hands seemed
not to belong to me at all; I couldn't feel their existence at all. I thought, would my arms be crippled?
If that were the case, even if I weren't hanging in the air, I wouldn't be able to escape in my current state. Gradually
, I felt a needle-like pain in my arms. I knew this was because the blocked blood was
flowing back into the veins in my arms. As the blood flowed, after that unbearable pain
, my arms and hands gradually regained feeling.
I tried to move my hands slowly, gradually pulling them out of the ropes. Then, enduring the pain,
I untied the ropes binding my arms and body, and removed the towel from my mouth.
Finally, I could breathe freely, and I greedily gasped for air…
After resting for a while, I struggled to pull myself up by the rope tied around my waist, but
my arms and hands, which had just regained feeling, had no strength at all. My legs and feet were also numb and
wouldn't obey my commands. Helpless, I could only untie the rope binding my waist; as soon as I let go,
I collapsed to the floor, unable to stand. The tortoise shell bindings and the knots digging into my vagina made me
groan involuntarily…
After a while, I carefully tried to untie the tortoise shell bindings. When I pulled out the soaking wet
knot that was digging into my genitals, the feeling was something I would never forget.
Touching the rope marks and bruises on my skin, tears streamed down my face. That night,
I had experienced a life-or-death battle!
Finally, I slowly untied the rope binding my legs. The pain of blood flowing made me almost
faint again…
Only then did I have time to look at the digital clock on the wall. Ah! It was past eleven o'clock. I couldn't believe that I
had bound myself so tightly and hung up for more than ten hours?
It was already evening when I finished showering.
In the following days, I spent almost all my time in bed—I had caught a cold.
When I wrote this diary entry half a month later, I still had rope marks and bruises on my body.

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