Walking in the rain

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The rain drizzled all day…

The weather forecast said there would be moderate to heavy rain tonight…

It was a rare weekend, and I had planned to go to West Lake with my classmates today, but the heavy rain ruined it.
Lying on the soft bed, watching the torrential rain outside the window, I thought about the regret of not being able to enjoy myself, savoring the feeling of self-bondage last night, and touching the rope marks left on my body…

Suddenly, a bold plan rushed into my mind: Why not take advantage of this rare opportunity to do something I've never thought of, never dared to think of, and never experienced before: after self-bondage, in broad daylight, under the watchful eyes of everyone—a walk in the rain?

Thinking of this, my excitement surged up, as if I were already in the rain. I didn't care about anything else, I just did it; I jumped off the bed, quickly washed myself, and tied my long hair back with a silk scarf.

I used the same red rope I had used last night to make a tight tortoise shell bondage on my naked body again. When the delicate vibrating egg was inserted into my sensitive little hole again, I felt my body tremble under its stimulation. The vibrating egg, pressed deep into my body by the large knot on the thong's string that digs into my flesh…

Then, a slightly thinner, longer hemp rope was used to tightly bind my legs together in a figure-eight pattern, from the groin to above the knees, every 3cm, leaving the area below the knees unbound. This binding method was because I didn't want people to see my legs bound, and also to both restrict my movement as much as possible while allowing my legs some range of motion, thus achieving my desired effect.
Then, using a thin cotton rope, I tightly wrapped it around the two beautiful breasts that were protruding from the base of the tortoise shell bindings that were tightly bound to my body. Instantly, the breasts stood erect on my chest, and the glistening nipples protruded...

I used another cotton rope to make a large, intricate binding around my upper body, and then hung the 3cm-long ice lock, which would not melt for three hours, on the rope loop behind my neck. A rope loop was pre-made on the tensioner rope below the ice lock. The switch for the vibrating egg was also hung on the tortoise shell bindings on my back. Then, I used a red rope to wrap around the back of my neck, then through my armpits on both sides, and tightly wrapped it around my upper arms three times. My elbows were then tied to the tortoise shell bindings behind my back, fixing my arms tightly to my sides. The remaining rope was also wrapped around my forearms and tied in knots at the wrists.

At this point, my entire body was tightly bound by several ropes of various kinds, and only my forearms could move.

Enduring the pain from the ropes, I breathed heavily and hung the vibrator's battery compartment behind my waist, plugging the switch and the vibrator cord into it. I also placed the key to the door inside.

I tried walking around the room a few times and found that apart from some restriction on my leg movement, it didn't affect me much.

I looked at myself in the mirror: a dense array of tortoise shell bindings tightly bound my delicate body. Beneath the tightly bound ropes, patches of tender skin were bulging outwards. My slightly purplish-red breasts swelled and stood erect on my chest, the small nipples pointing straight forward. My fair arms were tightly wrapped with red ropes and secured behind my back. So, with my only free hands, I put on a long, sleeveless raincoat that reached below my knees. The long hem perfectly covered my tightly bound knees, so the ropes binding my legs were completely invisible from the outside. The raincoat rubbed against my nipples, tickling me…

Just before leaving, I carefully checked my attire again, looking for anything I might have overlooked, lest something go wrong.

Everything was going according to plan…

The clock on the wall showed it was 6:40 PM. I took the pre-made noose, barely big enough to fit my hands, and quietly stepped out of the house, locking the door behind me. Now, naked and tightly bound, I finally stepped out of the house, my heart pounding as if it would burst. Thankfully, no one was in the hallway. I slipped my left hand into the noose I had prepared, then slipped the other half of the noose behind my back into the tensioner's pull cord noose hanging around my neck. Then, I slipped my right hand into the other half of the noose around my left wrist, thus suspending my hands behind my back around my neck.

I fumbled behind my back for the tension cord, pulling it down little by little while simultaneously raising my hands higher. Finally, I couldn't pull the taut rope anymore, and my tightly bound hands were hoisted behind my back to my neck. Together with my arms bound behind my back, I was forced to arch my chest as much as possible, my breasts, swollen by the ropes, pushing my raincoat high...

Then, my hands groped behind my back for the switch on the vibrator.

I moved my feet inching forward, slowly walking out of the building.

Outside, the torrential rain continued to fall, and there were few pedestrians on the street. Now I had no way to retreat—my whole body was tightly bound by several ropes, my legs were also tightly bound together from the knees up, only my calves could move slightly; my tightly bound hands were hoisted high behind my back, and I couldn't move them at all. Even now, it's impossible for me to end this game, because the ice lock won't melt for another two hours, and I can't untie myself during that time...

I walked slowly, the dense raindrops pattering against my raincoat. To passersby, I looked like someone taking a leisurely stroll in the rain, nothing out of the ordinary. But if they lifted my raincoat, they would find a girl tightly bound from head to toe...

The rain continued to fall; a few pedestrians hurried by; the shops on the street were almost empty; rainwater gathered and trickled down my feet; I, on the roadside: my naked body, hidden under the raincoat, was tightly bound by several ropes. My breasts were erect from the roots, the ropes wrapped around them, and my tender, sensitive nipples were throbbing painfully from the friction of the raincoat; my elbows were fixed behind my back, tightly bound... My hands were tied high behind my back, below my neck, leaving me no room to move. I could feel the ropes binding my legs digging deep into my skin, causing a tingling numbness. Because my knees were tightly bound together, I could only take tiny, inching steps. What made it even more uncomfortable was the thong binding my lower body: the knots digging deep into my flesh made every step feel like an insult to my genitals. I endured the pain, looking around as if nothing was wrong, walking and stopping as if no one was around, like taking a stroll in the rain.

Before I knew it, I found myself in front of Daguan Middle School, my alma mater. Thankfully, it was the weekend, and the area in front of the school was unusually quiet. Otherwise, given my current situation, what if I ran into someone I knew here?

Estimating the time, it had been over an hour since I left home. The ice would probably take another hour to melt, and I still felt unsatisfied, so I decided to walk a little further…

The Harmony Hospital was just ahead. The rain was getting heavier, and there were hardly any people on the road. My hands, tightly bound together and hanging high behind my back, were starting to go numb. Before going home, I leaned against a large tree and pressed the power switch on the vibrator. As soon as it was turned on, my body trembled violently, as if struck by a powerful electric current. Although I was mentally prepared, the intense stimulation from the vibrator inside my vagina almost made me fall.

I struggled to stand, tensing my trembling body, trying to control my urges and not make a sound, but I couldn't help but moan softly…

The sound of the heavy rain drowned out my moans. Unable to bear it any longer, I tried to turn off the vibrator, but this special switch couldn't be turned off once pressed.

The pain from the ropes binding my naked body, the pain from my arms and hands hanging high behind my back, the stimulation from the vibrating egg inside my vagina, the tension and fear of being discovered by passersby; that helpless yet expectant anxiety; all these waves washed over me. It was unbelievable that I, standing naked by the roadside, had ejaculated so profusely…
Naked and tightly bound, wearing only a raincoat, I shivered in the wind. I was acutely aware that if the wind were any stronger, the raincoat billowing in the wind would expose my secret.

I immediately turned around and, accompanied by the vibration of the vibrating egg, slowly walked towards home.

My hands, tightly bound together and dangling high behind my back, were already numb; my nipples were aching from the raincoat; my legs were also numb; my feet felt like they were stepping on cotton balls. I looked down and saw that my calves and feet, exposed under the raincoat, were red and slightly purple. I knew, based on past experience, if I didn't end this game quickly, I would fall due to the numbness in my legs. If that happened, everything about me would be exposed to passersby, and I would be finished. I

had to get home as soon as possible…

I was frantic and tried to walk as fast as I could towards home, but my tightly bound legs forced me to move forward little by little. The villa was just ahead. Exhausted, I didn't have time to think and went in, not caring about anything else. I sat down on a chair and looked around at the pouring rain: there wasn't a soul in sight. Because I was sitting on the chair, my bound legs were exposed from under the hem of my raincoat, and I could see the thin hemp rope deeply embedded in my skin, which had turned purplish-red. My legs, which had been numb, slowly regained sensation as I sat and moved around. However, my arms and hands, tightly bound and hanging high behind my back, remained unresponsive.

Lying diagonally on the bench, my bound legs were taut; I struggled to twist my arms, which were tightly bound by ropes, enduring the pain from the ropes and savoring the intense stimulation from the vibrating egg deep inside my body; it felt as if everything in the world was spinning...

It was getting dark, and I couldn't stay there any longer. So, under the questioning gazes of passersby, I straightened my high chest and continued to walk slowly back.

Finally, I arrived at my apartment complex; I was about to return to the safety of my home. But a new problem arose: the ice lock that bound my hands tightly together, dangling high behind my neck (I later discovered that I hadn't taken into account the insulation layer around the ice lock when calculating its melting time, causing it to take longer than expected), still hadn't melted. This made it impossible for me to retrieve the key from the vibrator's battery compartment, and therefore impossible to return home. But I couldn't just stand there at the building entrance! What if my neighbors saw me?

Helpless, I could only continue slowly moving my feet, trying to avoid the streetlights and the gaze of passersby, waiting for the ice lock to melt…

After a long time, the ice lock finally melted, and my hands, dangling high behind my neck, slowly fell down. After waiting a while longer, my hands regained feeling, and I hurriedly opened the door: as soon as I entered, I immediately collapsed onto the floor.

Another crazy night.

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