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Ruthless Bondage Author: Unknown 

Word count: 18276

After a long day, I finally got off work. Now I don't want to do anything, I just want to go home, take a good shower, and then sleep. I'm a KTV waiter. Although I'm a guy, I'm quite handsome and rather thin, making me look exceptionally slender. Many girls are incredibly envious, often saying, "Chen Jun, you're so beautiful, it makes us girls feel so inferior!"

The road back to the dormitory is quite dark, but it's short, only a ten-minute walk. And the security in Luohu, Shenzhen is pretty good; I've been walking this road for half a year, so I'm not afraid. So, as usual, I walked back, listening to music and humming a tune. Who knew that halfway there, a black Mercedes stopped beside me? I wondered if they were here to pick me up! Better not to daydream, so I ignored it and was about to continue walking.

Just then, the Mercedes window rolled down, and a very beautiful voice came out, saying, "Chen Jun." I froze for a moment. "No way!" I turned around and saw a stunningly beautiful woman, around 24 years old. My heart started racing. Looking closer, she seemed vaguely familiar. Finally, I remembered and said, "It's you! I've seen you at the karaoke bar. You sing really well." The woman nodded and said, "Yes, that's right." I thought to myself, "Wow, this girl is so rich and beautiful. Could she have a crush on me?" I'm quite confident in my looks.

I still asked, "Did you need something?" The beautiful woman said, "Nothing, I just wanted to be friends." I immediately nodded and said, "Sure, sure." She then said, "Then get in the car. To show my sincerity, I'll treat you to a meal." Although I'm not as rich as her, I certainly wouldn't let a girl pay for my meal, so I said, "I'll treat! Even though I'm poor, I can still afford a meal." She hesitated for a second, then smiled and said, "Okay!"

After getting in the car, she asked, "Since you're treating, you decide where we should eat." I said there was a hot pot restaurant not far away, and the food was pretty good. So we went there to eat, and after about an hour, we were full. Since I got off work at 1 a.m., it was probably past 2 a.m., very late, and I should go back to sleep. We chatted a lot, and I learned from her that she was the daughter of a group boss, named Xiaoxue. She was 24 years old and had just graduated from university.

After leaving the hot pot restaurant, we started heading back. I only ate; I didn't drink, because neither of us likes alcohol, and more importantly, she had to drive! In the car, she opened a small plastic jar and handed me a piece of candy, saying it could aid digestion. I didn't hesitate and took it, popping it into my mouth. Soon after, I felt incredibly sleepy and drifted off to sleep.

I don't know how much time passed, but I woke up. Opening my eyes, I found myself in an unfamiliar place, though the room was large and luxuriously decorated… My hands and feet felt heavy, as if something was pressing down on them—no, it should be shackles. I immediately sat up abruptly. Sure enough, I was wearing heavy handcuffs and leg irons. My first thought was, "Have I been kidnapped?" Then I thought about it carefully; something was wrong. I should have gone home with Xiaoxue last night. If I had been kidnapped, why wasn't she here? Still, I was quite excited because I've always had SM tendencies, but I'd never had the chance to experience them. Now I was finally getting to try it, but I didn't know who had locked me up, or what their purpose was.

I was too lazy to think about why, and dragged my heavy shackles out of bed. Opening the door with a question in my mind, I was immediately stunned. The hall was enormous! The decorations were incredibly luxurious. A beautiful woman in a nightgown was sitting in the hall watching a 42-inch LCD TV. When she saw me, she wasn't surprised at all! She casually said, "You're finally awake. Did you sleep well last night?" I was initially very angry, but facing her, I couldn't muster any anger. I raised my hand and said, "You did this." She nodded and said, "Yes, I've decided. I want you to be my slave for a month. Whether you agree or not, this outcome won't change. However, if you agree, I can give you one million after a month."
At that moment, I felt happier than if I had won five million. I was so excited, my heart was pounding faster and faster. I said, "What do I need to do to be your slave?" Xiaoxue said, "Do you know about SM?" I nodded. She continued, "I'm going to train you for a month. During this month, you won't have any freedom, and you'll have to obey me in everything." Although I was secretly pleased, I pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Okay, since you've said that, I can only accept it."

Then she handed me a red cheongsam, a pair of women's underwear, and a pair of pantyhose, saying, "Go take a shower first, and then change into these." I was stunned, staring blankly at her, and said, "I'm... a boy!" Then I pointed to the clothes. She said, "I know! But I think you'll look even more beautiful and cute in women's clothes." I said, "But I'm still a boy, wearing women's clothes is too embarrassing, I won't wear them." She suddenly smiled sinisterly and said loudly, "If you don't wear them, I'll call someone in to help you put them on." When you

're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. For my dream of getting a million dollars, I'll risk it all. Anyway, wearing women's clothes isn't necessarily a shameful thing. Li Yugang became famous for cross-dressing, and I'm sure I'll look better than him in women's clothes. So I said, "Okay, I'll wear it." She smiled and said, "That's right. I'll unlock your shackles first, but I warn you, you'd better not get any funny ideas, otherwise, as soon as I press this button on my hand, security guards will rush in." She waved a small black object in her hand. Then she unlocked the shackles for me, and I immediately felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. She said, "The bathroom is over there. You have half an hour." Hearing this, I immediately grabbed the clothes she gave me and rushed into the bathroom, taking a long shower.
After showering, I looked at the clothes she gave me: red panties, flesh-colored stockings, and a red cheongsam. For some reason, I suddenly felt my penis become aroused and incredibly hard. After putting on the panties, stockings, and cheongsam, I looked at myself in the large mirror in the bathroom and was startled. I realized I really was that beautiful, and I couldn't help but fantasize about myself in the mirror. But just then, her voice rang out, saying, "Hurry up, time's up."

Time flew by so fast! I immediately opened the door and went out. As I took my first step, I almost tripped, because the skirt of the cheongsam was so narrow that I couldn't take big strides; I could only walk in small steps. When I reached the hall, she saw me and was surprised, saying, "What a pity! Such a beautiful face and such a great figure, how can you be a man?" "Here, put these on," she said, handing me a pair of red high heels. I wondered if she really liked red. I sat down and put on the shoes; they fit perfectly. I thought to myself, "It seems she's been preparing me to be her submissive all along. These clothes and shoes are practically tailor-made for me."

After I was dressed, she put those ten-pound shackles on my feet, but no handcuffs. She said, "I'll take you to get breakfast first. After breakfast, I'll take you somewhere I'll definitely like." I thought to myself, "Could it be a prison cell?" I felt a surge of excitement. Would there be shackles, the tiger bench, the cross, the cage? The thought was incredibly thrilling.

After a hearty breakfast, she led me to the basement. After about two minutes, we came to a large, tightly closed iron gate. The words "Torture Prison" were written in large characters on the gate's frame. I was immediately filled with immense excitement; what kind of prison would be inside? She entered the code on a combination lock next to the door, then pressed her fingerprint, and the two massive iron gates slowly opened. Inside were six large cells, numbered 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6, each filled with instruments of torture: shackles, cangues, tiger benches, crosses, cages, and ropes. I was stunned.

Seeing my shocked expression, she said happily, "What, are you scared?" Although I was secretly pleased, I knew why she asked that—she wanted to see me scared. So I pretended to be scared too, and said in surprise, "You don't mean you want to use all the torture instruments here on me, do you?!" She said smugly, "Congratulations, you guessed right. Since you're so smart, I'll personally feed you lunch." Others might be happy to have a beautiful woman feed them, but I knew what she meant. I wouldn't even have free time for lunch.

She continued, "Alright, time is precious, let's begin. There are six cells in total, and the torture instruments in each cell are more severe than the ones in the previous one. Let's start with cell number one, and then every five days we'll move on to the next cell." Then she opened the large iron door of cell number one. The torture instruments inside were complete, but in the corner to the left of the entrance, there was a game console. Why was there such a thing in the cell? Was it for the prisoners' entertainment? Wow, being a prisoner like that is too blissful.

Seeing me looking at the machine, she smiled mischievously and asked, "Want to play? Come on over and have a go." I'm a huge gamer, so I immediately replied excitedly, "Sure! What games are there?" She said, "You'll find out when you get there." We went over and sat down. Once seated, I saw three words on the screen: KB machine. I was astonished again—so many surprises! There were game machines like this in the world! She turned on the machine, and it started up. The screen was similar to the slot machines I usually play, except the icons were various torture instruments: the tiger bench, the cross, hanging, single-leg hanging, four-horse hanging, four horses, wooden post binding, wooden post single-leg hanging, shackles. These icons also had time limits; for example, the tiger bench was for half an hour and an hour. The cross was the same. The four-horse hanging, being quite cruel, had shorter times: 15 minutes and 20 minutes respectively. The most frustrating thing was the jackpot—there was only one in the entire game. It meant being tied to a wooden post for 12 hours without being untied, and then gagged. Winning this "big prize" meant enduring 12 hours of eating, drinking, and relieving oneself.

She said, "How about that? I'm a pretty good person. I let you choose; I won't force you to be tied up in any way." Hearing this, I almost threw up my breakfast. I said, "Should I apply to the government for a 'Good Person Award'?" She smiled but didn't say anything. Well, what's done is done. I pressed a switch. Actually, I wanted to be untied, but I didn't win that. I won one: being tied to a wooden post with one leg (20 minutes), which I could handle.

Then she untied the heavy shackles on my feet and led me to stand next to the wooden post. She took several bundles of rope hanging on the wall, untied the first one, put it around my neck, and then wrapped the rope around my arm, tying a knot at my wrist. Then she made me lean against a wooden post, tied my hands tightly, and then threaded the rope through the rope around my neck. She then pulled my hands upwards with all her might, and I immediately felt the rope on my arms getting tighter and tighter. Although it hurt, I endured it. After tying me up, she tightly crossed the remaining rope and bound it around my chest. After using the first rope, she picked up a second one and tightly bound my neck and stomach with several ropes.

After tying my upper body, she began to tie my lower body. She said, "Come on, lift your foot up." I thought she was going to lift my right foot up, so I cooperated and lifted it as high as I could. But then she said, "Why lift it so high?" Then she took off my high heels and said, "Lift your other foot up too." I immediately realized she was going to take off my shoes. I immediately said nervously, "No! Beautiful lady, this will strangle me!" She said, "It's not that easy to die. Just stand on your tiptoes. Hurry up, don't force me to use force."

Sigh, I had no choice but to let her take them off. After she took off my shoes, I immediately felt the ropes around my body tighten even more. I could only try my best to stand on my tiptoes to relieve the pain in my upper body. Then she picked up a rope, and my right foot, still on tiptoe, was tightly tied to the wooden post. Then she started suspending my left leg. Because the skirt was very narrow, it stretched very tight when my left leg was suspended, raising my leg as high as it could go. She then threaded the rope through the back of the rope around my neck and tied it tightly to the pillar. It was incredibly cruel, as it tightened the rope around my neck even more. After tying me up, she admired her handiwork with satisfaction.

Then she said, "Hmm, it seems like something's missing." Then she brought out a red ball. I wanted to resist, but my whole body was already tightly bound, so I could only obediently put it on. She said, "Seeing how cooperative and obedient you are, I'll give you a reward." Then she kissed me on the cheek. Although I was tightly bound, at the moment she kissed me, I suddenly seemed to forget all the pain in my body and felt so happy. After all, she was a top-notch beauty. To receive a kiss from her, I would be willing to be bound for a year, and if she were willing to marry me, I would be willing to be bound for a lifetime.

She said, "Alright, I'm going out now. Let me show you what it's like to be in jail. I'll be back in twenty minutes to untie you." Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly came back, took something out of her pocket, and said, "If you really can't take it anymore, you can press this. I'll be right back. But I advise you not to press it, because I'm only giving you thirty chances to press this emergency button. If you use it so early, you won't have any left when you get to the next cell." Then she hung the device on my back where my hand could reach it, and then she left.

Afterwards, I heard the door close, and immediately all the lights in the cell went out. That's when I truly understood what helplessness and darkness meant.

Although being bound was very painful, I felt incredibly excited. I wanted to struggle, but I couldn't move at all. As time slowly passed, I felt the ropes tightening, and my raised feet started to tire. I wanted to put my feet down to relieve the pain, but every time I stepped down, the ropes relentlessly tightened around my body, causing excruciating pain. But the more helpless I felt, the more exciting it felt for some reason. Was this what they meant by "pain and pleasure coexisting"? Saliva started dripping from the gag like rain, and my mouth began to go numb. Twenty minutes might seem short at times, like playing cards or games. But for me now, it felt like time was ticking away, second by second. There was no other way but to endure it. I don't know how much time passed before the door finally opened, and the cell light came on. She returned, but she was carrying a bag. Seeing that I hadn't cried for help, she gave me that bag. She smiled with satisfaction, "Not bad, this kind of easy binding really doesn't pose a threat to you. But don't worry, there will be a time when you can't take it anymore." I cursed inwardly, "Easy for you to say, you try it yourself! I'm in so much pain I can't feel anything."

I thought she was going to untie me, but instead she pulled a beautiful halter-neck mermaid wedding dress from the bag she'd brought back, saying, "Look, isn't this wedding dress gorgeous? I specially tailored it for you. See how good I am to you? Don't you like it?" I nodded slightly, then made a soft "mmm" sound, signaling her to untie me first.

I don't know if she was genuinely naive or just pretending, but she continued to introduce the wedding dress she'd bought. This dress was no ordinary dress! It was designed by one of China's top wedding dress fashion designers, and it used only the finest fabrics. It cost me a whopping 100,000 yuan! My heart ached, but it didn't matter. For my good slave, spending that little bit of money was nothing. As long as you're obedient, I'll make sure you eat well, dress well, and live well.

I was stunned—not from the pain, but from the shock. A 100,000 yuan wedding dress! That's enough for a decent house in the countryside! The most expensive clothes I've ever worn were only a few hundred yuan each. Now she was dressing me in a 100,000 yuan dress; I was so moved I burst into tears.

After introducing the wedding dress, she took out a wig, stockings, and cosmetics from the bag and introduced them one by one. She said, "I'll make you the most beautiful bride." Finally, she finished introducing them, and I almost burst into tears.
She suddenly said, "Oh dear, I forgot to untie you! I'm so sorry, and you too, you didn't even remind me."

People are like those who suffer in silence, unable to complain; I was gagged, unable to defend myself. Thinking about the long month ahead, I felt both anticipation and fear.

After she untied all the ropes, my hands and feet were incredibly numb. Even after removing the gag, my mouth was a little hard to close; after a few rubs, it slowly closed. She still had some humanity; while untying me, she massaged my hands and feet to improve blood circulation. After about ten minutes of rest, she said, "Okay, rest time is up." Then she gave me a white wedding dress, white 12cm high heels, white gloves, and white pantyhose to change into. I said, "Let's change here!"

She said, "Okay." I said, "Could you turn around?" She said, "A grown man like you, so shy." Saying that, she turned around. I first took off my cheongsam and flesh-colored stockings, then put on white stockings, gloves, shoes, and then the white wedding dress. After putting on the wedding dress, I felt that the skirt around my knees was particularly tight, and I could probably only take small steps when walking. The skirt was also very long, probably two meters long. However, the fabric of the wedding dress was really good, very smooth and comfortable. Then there was the kind of style with back ties, which I couldn't tie myself, so I had to ask her for help.

I said, "I'm done, I can't tie it in the back." She turned around and said, "Beautiful, so beautiful." Then she came over and tied the back ties for me, and she tied them very tightly. I looked particularly slender and extremely beautiful. Then she did my makeup, and I must say, her makeup skills were top-notch. After she finished, she took out a mirror and showed me my reflection. I didn't even recognize myself! This wasn't me; I looked like a stunning beauty.

Then, as usual, I drew the cross-bondage method, which lasted two hours. The cross was made of high-quality wood and was very sturdy. I walked over, stood with my back against the cross, and at neck level, there was an iron chain nailed there. She first picked up the chain and tightly locked it around my neck. Then she picked up the rope, first wrapping it around my neck several times and tightening it, then wrapping it around my arms all the way to my wrists. Her hands were bound. She started binding my body, first placing the rope on the cross, then crossing it and tightly binding it to my chest, securing it to the wooden post of the cross. Then, starting from my armpits, she tightly bound it all the way to my ankles. Once it was all tied up, I couldn't move an inch. This feeling of helplessness excited me immensely, and my penis became incredibly hard.

After tying me up, she took out several pairs of stockings and stuffed them into my mouth, then took another pair and tightly bound them to prevent me from spitting them out. After binding me, she started tickling my armpits. I'm extremely ticklish, and I immediately started whimpering. But the more I whimpered, the more excited she became, tickling me even more vigorously. She tormented me like this for 20 minutes. I was almost laughing to tears. She seemed tired too, and said, "I'll let you off this time. You can enjoy yourself here. I'm going out now." As usual, she hung the device for calling for help where I could reach it. Actually, she was quite thoughtful; otherwise, if something unexpected happened, it would be too dangerous for me to be alone and unable to call for help.

After hanging it up, she left. As the cell door closed, all the lights in the cell suddenly went out, and I was about to spend another two hours alone and helpless in the dark. Although my whole body was tightly bound, it felt surprisingly comfortable. Then I closed my eyes, enjoying the stimulation and excitement brought by the rope. Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep. About an hour later, I woke up, feeling excruciating pain in my feet. These high heels were incredibly high, and I'd never worn them before; they were so uncomfortable. To make matters worse, the pain in my feet was already unbearable, but then I suddenly felt an urgent need to urinate, making it even more unbearable. I tried to move my feet, but I couldn't move them at all. At that moment, I truly understood what helplessness and despair meant.
The increasingly strong urge to urinate made me forget the pain of the rope constricting my body; all I could do was silently pray that time would pass quickly. I was about to burst, about to pee, when I heard the door open. The lights came on, but there was another person who came in with her. The person who came in with her was also a beautiful woman, but the two of them gave off completely different vibes. One looked beautiful and cute, while the other seemed cold and ruthless, like a tigress. As soon as Xiaoxue entered, she smugly said to the girl, "See? I told you so! Isn't she beautiful?"

The woman looked at me with the eyes of a wolf eyeing a sheep, nodded, and said, "Xue'er, where did you find such a beautiful slave?" Xiaoxue said smugly, "I won't tell you."

The woman said, "Good sister, can I borrow her for a few days?"

Xiaoxue said, "No, I only played with her for half a day, and I'm reluctant to give her to you. But considering our good relationship, you can have her for a few hours, do whatever you want with her."

The woman said, "That's really something. Okay, a few hours it is."

I immediately wished I could find a pit to jump into. I had become their toy, but I didn't have time to think about that now. I just wanted to be untied quickly so I could relieve myself. So I started whimpering.

Xiaoxue saw my pained expression and thought I couldn't take it anymore. She said, "Good sister, he seems to be in a lot of pain, let me untie him first."

Because there were so many ropes binding me, and they were tied very tightly, it took me ten minutes to untie them. As soon as I was free, I didn't even take the stocking out of my mouth first, and just ran. I completely forgot I was wearing a super long mermaid wedding dress, so with my first step, I fell hard, it hurt terribly.

Xiaoxue is a kind-hearted girl, she immediately came over and helped me up, saying, "Are you hurt? Where are you in such a hurry?"

I wanted to answer her, but I didn't, because the stocking was still tightly stuffed in my mouth, and I immediately reached out to untie it. But she probably guessed I needed to use the restroom, and said, "You need to go to the toilet, right?" I nodded. She said, "Just turn right and keep walking." I didn't have time to worry about the stocking stuffing in my mouth anymore. I picked up my long wedding dress, grabbed it, and ran. "I ran to the toilet and pulled down my pantyhose and underwear. With a push, I felt so much lighter, it felt so good! It was the first time I'd ever felt so comfortable peeing. After relieving myself, I realized my mouth was incredibly sore. I carefully untied the pantyhose that was constricting me, then slowly took it out of my mouth. Taking out the first pair almost killed me with pain; the pantyhose in my mouth was completely soaked with saliva. Then I threw the pantyhose into the toilet trash can, washed my face,

stretched my muscles, and prepared to go back to my cell. Suddenly..." Remembering the look in the eyes of the person who came back with Xiaoxue, a sudden chill ran down my spine, and I thought to myself, "This is bad."

Back in the cell, Xiaoxue said, "This is my good sister, Leng Yue. She's a top-notch rope master, ten times better than me. You can't embarrass me later; no matter how painful it is, you have to endure it."

My legs went weak, and I cursed inwardly, "My god! Ten times better than you? Do I even have a chance to survive?" I really wanted to run away immediately, but I knew I couldn't escape, so I could only nod in acceptance.

Leng Yue smiled at me, but that smile felt particularly cold. She picked up a rope, walked over, and said to me, "You are the most beautiful submissive I have ever seen, so I will definitely treat you with my most exquisite rope skills."
First, she tied a slipknot around my neck, then wrapped the rope down my arms, each loop very tight, tying a knot at my wrists. Then she lifted my hands, tied them tightly, and then threaded the rope through the rope around my neck, pulling hard upwards. With this pull, I immediately felt the rope on my arms dig deep into my flesh, and the rope around my neck tightened around my neck, making it difficult to breathe.

Xiaoxue, watching from the side, seemed a little nervous. I was already in excruciating pain, and then she said, "Xiaoxue, come help me!" My God! I said, "Don't even mention it, I'm being strangled to death!" But she ignored me and pulled a gag from her belt—a large, locked one at that. I tried to stop her, turning my head back and forth. She said sharply, "If you move again, you'll be in big trouble."

She was right; if I angered her, I would be bound even more badly. Then I opened my mouth as wide as I could, but the gag still went in with difficulty. Then she tightly fastened the strap behind my head and locked it with a small lock. At that moment, I felt like my mouth was about to explode; I couldn't move an inch.

She said, "Xiaoxue, come help support his hand; my hand is being pulled to its limit." Then she tied a knot, and then passed the rope through my arm, looping it around and pulling it towards the center. My arm continued to be pulled tightly towards my back. After using the first rope, she picked up a second one, first passing it through the rope under my shoulder, then pulling it tight and tying a knot. Then she crossed it and tightly bound it around my chest, then passed it through my back and tied it tightly, then wrapped it tightly around my waist three times and tied it tightly. Then she picked up a third, a fourth, and so on, tying ten 10-meter-long hemp ropes around my upper body before she was finished. I really don't know how she did it; so many ropes tied around, yet not only were they not messy, but they were also very neat and beautiful. She truly deserves to be called a first-class rope master. I now feel as if my upper body no longer belongs to me; it's so numb that I have no feeling at all.

Then she helped me sit on the tiger bench, then lifted my wedding dress and tightly bound my ankles. Then she made me lie face down on the tiger bench and passed the rope from my feet through the rope behind my back. She said to Xiaoxue, "Come help, try to lift him up." Xiaoxue came over and said, "I'm sorry, I can't save you either." Then she lifted my body, and Lengyue lifted my feet, so my body was bent like a shrimp. Then Lengyue tightened the ropes on my feet and back.

After tying them up, the two of them pulled their hands away from me. At this moment, it really hurt terribly. I could only relieve the pain by arching my body. At this moment, Lengyue was very proud of her masterpiece, while Xiaoxue looked at me with a hint of pity and sympathy. I tried to arch my body, but after a few seconds I had to lie down again. As soon as I lay down, I felt the ropes on my feet and back pulling very tight and painfully, so I had to arch my body again.

And Lengyue, seeing me struggle like this, not only did she not feel uncomfortable, but she was also very happy. She was simply a pervert. After struggling for ten minutes, I was completely exhausted and in unbearable pain. Suddenly, everything went black, and I fainted.

Leng Yue said, "You fainted so easily? You're really weak." Xiao Xue said fearfully, "Sister Yue, you tied him up so tightly, won't something bad happen?" Leng Yue said, "Don't worry! I've tied up countless people, I know how to handle this." Xiao Xue said, "Sister Yue, let's untie him first!"

Leng Yue said, "Seeing how much you care about him, I'll untie him, so you won't say I'm heartless!"
Hearing this, Xiao Xue immediately flew over to untie me. What a kind and beautiful woman! It's a pity I was unconscious; otherwise, knowing how much she cared for me, I would be willing to be her slave for life. After untying the ropes, my neck, arms, and legs were already bruised. She immediately massaged my important joints to improve blood circulation. Leng Yue suddenly handed her a bottle and said, "Apply this to him! This medicine was specially made for binding. It will heal even the deepest marks in less than half an hour."

Xiao Xue happily took the medicine and said, "Sister, please give me two more bottles!"
Leng Yue said, "This medicine was developed by the most famous dermatology expert after a year of research at great expense. There are only two bottles left. If it weren't for how handsome he is, I wouldn't have been willing to use it on him!" Xiao Xue said, "Then ask him to get more! We're not short of money anyway."

Leng Yue said, "I've already asked him to get a hundred bottles, but this medicine takes a long time to make, at least three months, so you have to use it sparingly!"

Xiao Xue exclaimed in surprise, "Three months? That's too long!" Then she carefully poured out a drop, afraid of accidentally pouring too much. Then she first applied it to my neck, and I immediately felt my neck was very refreshed and comfortable. Then she applied it to the more severely bound areas. By this time, I had slowly woken up. I couldn't feel any pain in my body, but one place hurt terribly—my mouth, still gagged with a gag. I slowly sat up, trying to untie it with my hands, but I couldn't because it was locked with a small lock on the back.

I could only look at Leng Yue with pity, hoping she would help me unlock it.

Leng Yue naturally understood what I meant and said, "Seeing that this is the first time you've worn such a big gag, I won't leave it on for so long, lest you break your mouth." Then she took out a key and unlocked the small lock. Although the lock was open, the gag couldn't be removed because even a slight force made my mouth hurt so much I almost cried. Seeing that I hadn't managed to remove it after so long, Leng Yue said angrily, "Useless." Before I could react, she had already reached out, supporting my chin with one hand and pulling hard on the gag with the other. With that pull, I immediately felt as if my chin had collapsed; the pain was excruciating. Although the gag was removed, my mouth still hurt terribly, and I couldn't close it at all because I couldn't exert any force with my mouth.

I could only use my hands to close my mouth, gently lifting my chin and trying to close it. Even the slightest movement felt like I was dying. Leng Yue wasn't a compassionate girl; she didn't care about my pain. She picked up the rope and said to me, "Come on! You've rested long enough."

Although I hated her, for some reason, I suddenly became very afraid of her. Although I wanted to resist, I didn't dare, and could only obediently turn my back to let her tie me up. This time, she tied me up using the Japanese style, which felt lighter than the Chinese style. She tied me up very quickly; in five minutes, she had already tied five 10-meter-long hemp ropes around my upper body. After tying my upper body up, she pulled me to the wooden frame of the cell. There was a crossbeam on the wooden frame, with many iron chains hanging from it. Each chain had a wrist-sized iron ring hanging from it, about two meters high. Then she threaded a rope through the hemp rope on my back, then through the iron ring on the crossbeam, and pulled it up sharply. I immediately felt the ropes digging into my skin, causing me great pain. I tried to raise my feet, but when she saw me on tiptoe, she pulled it up even higher. I was so careless; after reading so many KB novels, I should have known the consequences of standing on tiptoe.

Seeing that she couldn't pull any higher, she threaded the rope through the rope on my arms and tied it tightly, then tied it around my waist, and then through the third iron ring. Instead of pulling it up, she went to get a rope to tie my feet. She first called Xiaoxue over to lift my wedding dress, then tied it around my ankles, and then every 10 centimeters, she tightly wrapped several loops around my feet, continuing to tie it up until it reached my thighs.
After tying my legs, she picked up another rope, threaded it through my ankles, and then through the fifth iron ring. It was obvious what she wanted to do. She said to Xiaoxue, "Help lift his legs up." Xiaoxue hummed in agreement, then lowered my wedding dress and hugged my legs. I immediately felt very comfortable. What time was it to be thinking about such things? But being hugged by such a beautiful girl felt really good.

Then Lengyue pulled the rope upwards with all her might, and Xiaoxue cooperated by lifting me up. Just like that, I was tightly suspended. After being suspended, she quickly tied a knot, then passed it through the fourth iron ring, and then tied it around my knees and pulled upwards. Then she tightened it, and then pulled the rope that had just been tied around my waist upwards and tightened it again. Just like that, I was tightly bound by the four horses. However, compared to the previous four horses, this four horses binding didn't feel as painful.

Then she took out a silk scarf and gagged me. My mouth wasn't hurting as much anymore, and I could close it. Just when I thought it was all over, she took out two small bottles from her pocket, connected by a tiny rubber tube. One bottle was full of water, and the other was empty. She then said to me, "Just shake it gently, and the water in the top bottle will drip into the bottom bottle." After saying that, she hung the bottle with the water down on my waist.

I was wondering what this wicked woman was up to now when she came over and said, "If you shake all the water from the top bottle into the bottom bottle, I'll untie you. And let me tell you again, if you don't move, the water won't drip!"

I was stunned. Hanging like this, how could I move? And each shake only dripped one drop. The bottle probably contained half a pound of water; even if I moved nonstop, it would take half an hour. But how could I possibly shake it for half an hour while tied so tightly? I whimpered in protest. She ignored me and said, "Xiaoxue, let's go for a walk first. We'll be back in an hour. Good luck! If you haven't filled the bottle by now when we get back, we'll go out and play again until you do!"
Then they both left. As the large iron door of the cell closed, the cell immediately went dark again, and I was mercilessly suspended in the ropes. I tried to struggle, straining my body, and immediately felt excruciating pain all over my body. Oh God! Could I really strain enough to fill the bottle? I didn't know—I couldn't doubt that crazy woman's words. If I didn't try to fill the bottle, I might be hanged here. While I still had some strength and wasn't in so much pain, I had to hurry and try, otherwise, the longer it went on, the worse it would be! So I started to twist my body with all my might. Not only was it difficult to twist, but the swaying of my body made the ropes around me even more painful! I have no idea how that crazy woman could come up with such a vicious trick to deal with me. If I had fallen into her trap that day, I would have paid her back tenfold, a hundredfold, but that's impossible now. I panicked for only about five minutes, feeling like I was about to die. My whole body was choked and aching. I had to find a way to distract myself.

My mouth was gagged, so I couldn't sing, only humming a tune, "Waaaaaah~" humming a rocking-a-bye song. And surprisingly, it actually worked! The pain lessened. I hummed it a few times, but it wasn't working, so I stopped. But as soon as I stopped, my whole body ached even more. No, I couldn't stop. So I started thinking about other things, my favorite sport, the NBA, and the epic showdown I longed to see: Lakers vs. Heat. I moved with excitement as I thought about it, as if I were watching the game myself. Kobe steals the ball, a fast break, James quickly retreating on defense. Kobe Bryant took two and a half steps to break past LeBron James, faked a shot, and flew up for a layup. James leaped high, his hands firmly blocking Kobe's shooting path. At that moment, everyone was fooled; Steve Nash, who had just joined the Lakers this year, had somehow appeared from behind like the wind. Kobe, worthy of being one of the league's greatest players, faked a shot and then passed a beautiful bounce pass. Nash caught the ball, said thank you, and easily made the layup. While the Lakers were still reveling in the brilliant pass, James had already silently launched a super missile-like long pass from the free-throw line. Wade was already waiting under the basket, ready to smash the ball into the hoop. Sure enough, when the ball was about a meter and a half from the right side of the basket, Wade transformed into an aerial acrobat, leaping high, catching the ball with both hands, and executing a 180-degree spin dunk. The entire arena erupted in screams.

⊥ Almost an hour had passed without anyone noticing; I wonder how much water had filled the bottle. My whole body ached and I was exhausted, drenched in sweat, the back of my wedding dress completely soaked. I couldn't take it anymore; I needed a break. It's no wonder I managed to fall asleep in this state—I was just too exhausted. When I woke up, they hadn't known how long they'd been back. They'd almost finished eating the delicious food they'd set out in the cell, so they must have been back for a while. Seeing me awake, they said, "You're finally awake! Did you sleep well? Hurry up and get back to work; the bottle's only half full. "

My God! Only half full! I had no strength left, and my whole body felt like it was being cut with knives.
Leng Yue said, "If you enjoy this, you don't have to fill the bottle completely. We have plenty of time."

She was right. Even if it hurt, I had to keep going, or I didn't know how long I'd be tied up. So I slowly started swaying again.

They watched me like I was watching a performance, but Xue'er wasn't as scared as she had been at the beginning.

They generally enjoyed my performance while chatting. As they chatted, Leng Yue said to Xiao Xue, "The annual rope art competition will start on the first of next month. Would you like to go and watch it, little sister?" This rope art competition is secretly organized by wealthy Chinese people. If your family isn't rich enough, you don't even have the chance to go, let alone participate. But these two girls are not just rich; they are definitely qualified to participate.

Xiaoxue said, "I know a little about the rope bondage competition, but I've never had a chance to go. I really want to go, sister, you must take me.

" Lengyue said, "We're such good friends, I'll definitely take you, it's just a pity...sigh..."

Xiaoxue asked, "What's wrong, sister?"

Lengyue said, "It's just a pity that my most beloved slave, Xin'er, is sick. The others have good figures but no temperament, and those with temperament are not good-looking. Every year, all the slaves that those rich young masters and ladies bring are all stunningly beautiful, some of them are even very popular actresses."

Xiaoxue said, "Then hurry up and find one! Is there any problem in this world that money can't solve?" Lengyue said, "You're right. After I posted the slave recruitment information online, more than a hundred people have auditioned, but there's still no suitable one."

Xiaoxue said, "That's because your standards are too high."

Lengyue said, "Maybe so! But I've already found the best candidate, I just don't know if you'd be willing to help me, little sister."

For some reason, hearing this, my body, which was sweating profusely, felt a bone-chilling cold.
Xiaoxue said, "Sister, although I really want to help you, I know that the slaves participating in the competition must be stunningly beautiful."

Lengyue said, "Sister, you only know one thing, not the other. It's true that the slaves participating in the competition must be stunningly beautiful, but whether they are truly beautiful or not is irrelevant. As long as she looks stunning, it doesn't matter if she's a cross-dresser or a transvestite, she can participate."

My heart had fallen into an abyss. I couldn't feel the pain anymore. This crazy woman was indeed plotting against me. Now I could only pray that Xiaoxue wouldn't agree.

Xiaoxue didn't disappoint me. She decisively said, "You want to take my beloved slave? No way! He's mine, and no one can take him away."

Lengyue said, "Who wants to take your beloved slave? I can only borrow him for a while. I'll return him to you after the competition. Can't you even help me with this small favor?"

Xiaoxue resolutely said, "No, not even borrowing."

Lengyue sneered, "I knew you wouldn't lend him. It's because you've already fallen in love with him."

My heart skipped a beat. Xiaoxue had fallen in love with me.

Xiaoxue said, "I'm not!"

Lengyue said, "Don't deny it. If you're not in love with him, why are you so good to him, and even sent people to buy gifts for his parents?"

Xiaoxue said, "How did you know?"

Lengyue said, "If you don't want others to know, don't do it in the first place."

I finally understood. These two women had been eyeing me for a while. Luckily, Xiaoxue struck first, or I would have been in serious trouble. Xiaoxue didn't answer Leng Yue's question. It seemed this girl was truly in love with me. At that moment, I felt incredibly happy because Xiaoxue was such a beautiful and kind girl. Perhaps it was because I knew Xiaoxue loved me that I endured Leng Yue's hellish torment.

Leng Yue said, "Why aren't you saying anything? Still won't admit it?"

Xiaoxue said, "Fine, I've fallen in love with him. So what? Nobody can take my lover away."
Although I was pretty sure I knew, hearing Xiaoxue say that still thrilled and moved me. At that moment, I felt like the happiest person in the world.

Leng Yue said, "Too late. Look what this is."

Xiaoxue said, "A sleeping potion. You're despicable." After saying that, Xiaoxue fainted. It seemed that the wicked woman Leng Yue had already put a sleeping potion in the food. After Xiaoxue fainted, she came over to me and said, "You're mine now. You have to come with me. I'm warning you, I don't know how to be gentle with women like Xiaoxue. If you don't obey, you'll regret it!"

Knowing Xiaoxue's love for me, I suddenly felt fearless. Was this the power of love?

After Leng Yue put me down, she only untied the ropes around my feet, leaving the ropes around my upper body intact. She then led me out of the cell and into the villa. She then bound me tightly to her luxury car. About an hour later, the car stopped; we had arrived. What awaited me? Was it hell on earth?
Then, the car door opened, and two tall, burly men in black suits entered. Judging from their attire and movements, they were probably Leng Yue's bodyguards. They paused for a moment when they saw me, but they were clearly well-trained. After that brief pause, they immediately took out a black cloth and blindfolded me. First, they untied the ropes connecting my legs and back, then untied the ropes on my legs, but left the ropes on my body untied. After that, the two men lifted me up and took me away. They led me for a few minutes, then into a brightly lit elevator, which descended. After descending several floors, the elevator stopped. We walked forward about ten meters, and the two bodyguards released me. Then two more men came over and handcuffed my feet with heavy shackles that probably weighed 20 pounds.

Next, they untied the ropes on my body. When they untied me, I felt like I was being electrocuted; I had been bound for so long. After untying me, they helped me into an iron cage, clasped my hands together, and raised them to neck height. Then the iron door on the right side of the cage was lowered, and the iron doors on both sides acted like iron yokes, tightly securing my neck and hands. Then the cage started moving, moving for about 20 minutes before stopping.

Then two more people released me from the cage. When she helped me out, I could feel the delicate hands of a beautiful woman. After releasing me, she untied the blindfold. For a moment, I was still adjusting and felt very dark, but slowly I could see. The architecture here was all retro, without electric lights, and ancient torches hung on the walls. In front of me was a large pool filled with hot water and fragrant flower petals, with white steam rising from the surface, making it seem like a fairyland.

There were five beautiful women there, all dressed in beautiful ancient costumes. Four of them wore identical white costumes, while only one wore a gold one; I guess she was the eldest. When the other four saw me, their eyes were filled with envy. They whispered among themselves, "She's so beautiful!" "She" naturally referred to me; I hadn't seen anyone so beautiful in all this time. Another said, "Who said that? I still think the princess's first beloved slave, Xin'er, is prettier." Yet another added, "But I think she's more dignified and has more presence than Xin'er."

At this moment, the woman in the golden ancient costume spoke up: "Alright, stop arguing." They immediately stopped talking; they were all afraid of the woman in the golden ancient costume. Then the woman in the golden ancient costume continued, "The princess said this is her new slave. You will give her a bath first. After the bath, take her out for a meal, and then take her to cell number one."

The four women took off my wedding dress. After it was removed, they seemed frozen in place, their eyes filled with suspicion and surprise. "He's actually a man!" said one of the women. The woman in the golden ancient costume also seemed frightened, her eyes filled with the same suspicion and disbelief, unable to believe that such a beautiful man could exist in the world.

However, I was exhausted and hungry, my whole body ached terribly, and I had no time to pay attention to them. Seeing them standing there in a daze, the beautiful woman in golden ancient costume said sternly, "Why aren't you giving him a bath? Do you also want to go to Cell Number One and experience it?" The four women were immediately frightened and started to move. From their expressions, I could tell that Cell Number One was definitely more terrifying than hell.

They first unlocked the heavy shackles on my feet, then took off my pantyhose and underwear. I really wanted to resist, but I couldn't muster any strength and could only let them do as they pleased. Then they also took off their clothes, leaving them only wearing sexy thongs and bras. I almost had a nosebleed from the sight, and my little brother immediately became incredibly hard. They helped me into the pool, the water just reaching my neck, and I immediately felt incredibly comfortable. Then they took me to the center of the pool, where they swam to the sides, each holding a large iron chain, and handcuffed my hands and feet in a spread-eagle position.

After handcuffing me, they began to bathe me. Two women washed me, and two others massaged various parts of my body. They seemed to be top-tier masseuses; under their massage, I immediately felt much more comfortable, and the water in the pool seemed to have therapeutic effects. Being a man, with four beautiful women bathing me, I was bound to have wicked thoughts. Just then, one of the girls touched my penis, and my desire finally erupted like a volcano; my whole body trembled, and I ejaculated. She looked at me awkwardly, and I looked at her awkwardly too…

After the bath, I felt incredibly refreshed and invigorated; it was truly amazing. They changed me into a very beautiful ancient costume, then put those 20-pound shackles on me. Just like when I arrived, they handcuffed me to a shackled cart and pushed me out of the bathroom. On the way to the canteen, both sides were lined with prisons, and inside the prisons were all sorts of beautiful women bound and gagged. Some were tightly bound to tiger benches, some were suspended high, and some were tied up like horses. The various forms of bondage terrified me; even as a SM enthusiast, I felt terrified.

After walking for 20 minutes, we finally reached the mess hall. Having been starving all day, I was hoping for a big meal. But all I got was a bowl of soup, a bowl of rice, and a small dish of vegetables. Later, I learned from them that to ensure the slaves' slender figures, they couldn't eat much at each meal. Although the food was meager, the dishes and soup were very nutritious, so while it wasn't filling, it wouldn't cause malnutrition.

After the meal, they put a locked gag on me. Then, as before, I was handcuffed to an iron cage cart and pushed into what they considered the terrifying Number One cell, a veritable hell.

The moment the door to Cell Number One opened and I was pushed inside, I was stunned. This wasn't a prison; it was hell. It was probably the size of a stadium inside, filled with all sorts of torture instruments—probably thousands of different kinds. No wonder they were so terrified; this was no place for a human being. After I was pushed inside, the women quickly retreated, as if they didn't want to stay a moment longer. Then two male rope handlers came and released me from the iron cage. They put me into a small, room-sized iron cage, and then very skillfully and deftly bound my upper body tightly. Then they laid me on the ground and tied up my already excessively large penis, raising my legs to my neck. I felt as if my waist was about to break. I was bound like this for an hour.

Then they untied me, first hanging me up, then taking two ropes and tying them to my legs, pulling my legs out to the sides with all their might, almost into a split, until they couldn't pull any further. Only then did they tie the ropes to the bars on either side of the iron cage.

An hour later, they changed my position, spreading my legs forward and backward instead of to the sides. Another hour later, they hoisted my left leg high forward, up to face height. An hour later, they hoisted it backward, up to the back of my head, then did the same with my right leg. This was Leng Yue's first task for them: to train my flexibility.

I was then tortured like this for a day, bound and bound in various ways. When they finally let me down, I had no strength left in my body; I couldn't even move a finger. My body felt like it no longer belonged to me. Then, not long after, someone came with a medical kit. He opened the kit and took out a long strip of cloth. He unfolded the cloth, revealing it full of needles. Then, like a doctor in an ancient costume drama, he pricked my entire body with needles. About an hour later, I slowly regained feeling in my body, and the pain subsided.

He was truly a miracle doctor. Seeing that I could move, he removed the needles, fed me some medicine, and left.

Soon after, a beautiful woman brought me food—a dish of vegetables, a soup, and a bowl of rice—and then hurried away. My pain had lessened, and I had regained some strength. I struggled to my feet and went to eat. Because I was so hungry, I wolfed down the food, finishing it quickly, but I still felt very hungry.

The cage door was open, but I didn't want to go out, because running away was impossible. All I wanted to do was lie on the ground and have a good sleep. After about an hour, the rope masters who had tied me up returned, but they didn't wake me. They simply tied me up again, and because I was so tired, I didn't feel a thing.

When I woke up, I was tied to a cross and suspended in the air. My whole body was bound with dense ropes, and a gag was put over my mouth. All the lights in the cell were off; it was probably late at night, and they had all gone to rest. I would probably be hanging there all night.

I slept tightly bound to the cross all night. When I woke up the next day, the lights were on. That's when I realized that the cross wasn't just hanging; it was very tall, over four meters high, and I was tied to it. I'm a little afraid of heights, and being tied so high up suddenly made me a little scared.

Soon after, I saw a familiar face. It was Leng Yue and the two rope handlers walking over. Leng Yue looked up at me and said, "How was it? Did they serve you well?" I glared at her, wanting to kill her with my eyes. She looked at my fierce eyes, not only unafraid but seemingly enjoying it; she was a complete pervert. Then she said, "Don't worry, the real show hasn't even started yet!"

She told the two rope masters, "There's still a month until the rope art competition. I hope you two will work hard and train me in all the events of the competition."

The two rope masters replied, "Yes, Princess, we will definitely not let you down."

They untied me, and then the two beauties who had brought me earlier put on heavy shackles and handcuffed me to the iron prison cart. First, I went to the bathhouse to take a bath. Actually, it was more like a treatment than a bath, but that made sense, if I didn't treat my injuries. With this level of torture, I would be crippled in less than a day. Leng Yue couldn't bear to see me crippled; she still wanted me to help her win the championship.

After the bath, I was changed into a sexy sports dress. Then I was taken to eat, but strangely, there was a lot of food this time. I didn't understand why, but it seemed like a lot of food was being served. It was quite a lot, and I felt a bit nauseous.

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