The Clumsy Girl Next Door

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Author: New Moon
Word Count: 43646
There's a saying that goes, "A close neighbor is better than a distant relative." But these days, who knows what a neighbor is? You
probably don't even know who lives next door. Of course, that includes me.
Ever since I can remember, after leaving the compound where I lived as a child and moving to an apartment building,
I didn't know anyone in the rented room next door. I only vaguely remember a girl moving in that year; she wasn't very old. I
only knew she lived alone and was a cute girl; nothing else. At most,
I'd nod and say hello when we bumped into each other.
As far as I can remember, she had been living there for over a year, and it seemed she never brought anyone home.
Because of my work at the time, I often came home late, and I'd only occasionally bump into her in the morning
. Anyway, we probably didn't have much interaction.
Having been in the workforce for so many years, I've seen all sorts of people, even girls who actively pursued me
. But I don't know why I still often think about this girl who left me so long ago.
I guess it's because our "ill-fated relationship" back then was so unforgettable. Thinking back to how I met her, it all started
with a chance encounter.
It was a summer night. I, who usually came home late, was unusually given an early day off by my boss.
I got home before 8 pm. Our apartment building, though relatively new, had a rather illogical design—
hotel-style rooms arranged along a single street. I lived on the fourth floor, in
the second-to-last room at the end of the street, and that last room was occupied by the girl.
That day, unusually, I encountered a few people taking a walk in the stairwell. Usually,
when I came home around 1 or 2 am, the building was practically haunted. Sometimes encountering people is scarier than encountering ghosts. The only thing that gave me some
comfort was that the building was relatively safe. The security guards downstairs were very responsible, and there were no other back
doors to the building, so there had never been any thefts.
However, what bothered me a bit was that I actually saw a young man walking towards me from the end of the road
. He was dressed in punk clothes, his hands in his pockets, looking quite nonchalant, which
really annoyed me. When we met side by side, I had already reached the fourth-to-last room
, and he seemed to have come out of the last room.
Could he be that girl's boyfriend? That was my first thought. Of course, I had never seen him before, and
even if he lived here every day, I believed I would never run into him, given the huge time difference. The
moment I closed the door, the feeling of being home overwhelmed me. I turned on the living room light and
the soft music on the computer, and the fatigue of the day instantly vanished.
I don't know when I fell asleep on the sofa, but when I woke up, I realized I had slept for more than two hours
. Perhaps because I've gotten used to that irregular lifestyle, I can't fall asleep now. Shaking my head
to wake up, I realized that the stereo next door was really loud. It seemed to be coming from the last room, probably
from that girl. I never would have guessed; this girl is so polite, yet she likes listening to such loud
music. But this is keeping me awake.
About ten minutes passed, and the music showed no signs of stopping. Does she usually do this at night
? I usually come home too late, so I don't know. But this still doesn't seem right.
I mustered my courage, opened my door, and thought I'd knock on her door to ask her to be quieter, since I
really don't get much rest at night.
Standing in the hallway, I noticed her door was ajar, and a sliver of light was coming from inside. Our
apartments are all furnished with an entrance hall and a studio apartment, about 30 square meters each. I figured she
could hear me if I called softly from outside.
"Is anyone home?" I knocked politely a few times, but didn't go in. I couldn't just barge into
someone's door, could I? "Hey little sister, are you there?"
I didn't know her name, and I always addressed her with "hello" or "good morning."
Calling her "little sister" for the first time made me a little embarrassed, since she might not agree to it. And if her
boyfriend had been home earlier, things might have been different.
I called several times, but there was no response except for the music playing. It was so noisy, she couldn't
possibly be asleep. Was she taking a shower? She would definitely close the door then. Could something have happened? My heart
skipped a beat, and I suddenly had the urge to rush in and check, but I stopped myself.
Amidst the loud music, I heard the sound of a chair being moved, and then the girl finally
spoke.
"Is that the guy next door?" The girl's voice was a little hoarse, but I recognized him.
"It's me." Wow, this girl really is asleep! After a long pause, she finally spoke. "Could you please
turn the music down a bit?"
"Oh." I wasn't sure if I misheard, but her voice sounded a little excited. "Come on in
."
"No need, just turn the music down a bit." Although I'd also like to go into the girl's room,
I remembered she had a boyfriend, so I decided against it. There was no need to try and steal her away. Besides, with my skills, I probably wouldn't
succeed anyway.
"Come on in!" The girl seemed to suddenly get anxious and stopped being polite. "
What's a grown man afraid of!"
Annoyed by her, I brazenly went in. Whatever, it couldn't be that
someone was lying in wait to ambush me! But the scene that greeted me as soon as I entered stunned me. Looking back now,
that scene was probably the beginning of my interest in kb.
A beautiful girl with disheveled hair, dressed in a snow-white nurse's uniform and flesh-colored stockings, was
bound to a chair. Her hands were tied to an armrest, her feet to a leg, and her body
to the back.
I can never forget her eyes; those eyes beneath the white nurse's cap embroidered with a red cross were like…
Like a black hole, she completely captivated my attention, so much so that I didn't even consider
whether to let her go at first. But, at that moment, I had no intention of letting her go.
"Big brother, stop looking, come here first, okay?" After about two minutes, seeing that I still hadn't reacted, the girl
finally spoke up, "My hands are numb."
"Oh, okay." I finally snapped out of my daze and walked towards the girl, deliberately slowing my pace so I could see her a few more times
.
"Hurry up and loosen it for me." The girl pleaded with me tearfully, probably because she saw me stalling for time,
so she was very anxious, "My hands and feet really hurt."
"Okay." I mechanically replied and reached out to untie the ropes binding the girl.
"Thank you, big brother." The girl looked up and breathed a sigh of relief.
"..."
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"What? That guy wasn't your boyfriend?" I finally came to my senses and
started talking to the girl face-to-face.
"Of course not, it's just an online friend!" The girl said, pursing her lips as she drank water, looking very angry
. "He not only tied me up like this, but also took all my money! I hate him so much!"
"Then call 110 quickly!" I said, taking out my cell phone.
"No! No! It's not the first time." The girl saw my action and quickly snatched my phone away.
"What do you mean? This guy often treats you like this?" I was confused by her. "Then why are you protecting him?"
"No!" The girl stood up, ran to the door, looked inside, closed the door, and went back inside.
"I was robbed like this by an online friend before."
"I'm speechless!" Is this girl stupid? I stared at her like she was a monster. "You bring online friends back home
, and you get robbed once without learning your lesson?"
"How was I supposed to know they were like this! They were so gentle when we were chatting!" The girl slammed her
hat onto the bed. "I'm so angry!!!!"
"Serves you right!" I really didn't want to say anything more to this girl. She was obviously an idiot, and I couldn't be bothered to waste my breath on her
. "You saw them trying to tie you up and you didn't even yell. If I hadn't saved you, you would have been in big trouble!"
"How was I supposed to know they would just tie me up and leave!" The girl straightened her clothes and stood in front of me
. "Don't men feel anything when they see me like this!?"
"Very... great." I was startled by the girl's sudden behavior and stammered a little
.
"Then why didn't you take advantage of me earlier?!" The girl kicked me in the shin.
"You're just like them!"
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Damn, I was being a gentleman and got kicked and yelled at. I was getting a little angry
. But thinking back, I was actually pretty stupid. At least I could have taken advantage of her a little.
"You stinky man! You're all the same! Get out!"
The girl's hysterical outburst made my stomach churn. Didn't she even remember who saved her? Ungrateful
bastard. Fine, since she'd already told me to leave, I slunk away. But I was furious
. First, I did a good deed and got yelled at; second, that was such a good opportunity... sigh.
Back in my room, I changed into my pajamas and lay down, thinking about the scene from earlier: the girl's fair skin
, her smooth, silk-stockinged legs, her helpless eyes, her immobile body… so much beauty,
and I'd actually witnessed it all. Her online friend was really stupid; such a good thing was right in front of him, yet he went after
that little bit of money. Thinking about it, my third leg started to act up. Yeah,
what normal man could resist?
I closed my eyes, my mind filled with those erotic images, and without realizing it
, I pulled out the toilet paper from the bedside table. Looks like I won't be able to sleep tonight without a little sedation.
"Knock! Knock! Knock!" The knocking startled my still-unstarted member. Who is
it?! Damn it. Disturbing my sleep.
"Big brother! Are you there?" A girl's voice came from outside the door. I recognized it—it was
the girl from my mind; she'd jumped out of my head.
I knocked a few times, but didn't answer. After all, I needed to revert to my usual self first; at least I couldn't let her see
my toilet paper. Of course, I was terrified.
"Coming, coming!" I opened the door and saw the young nurse standing respectfully in front of me. "
What are you doing?"
"Can I come in?" The girl lowered her head, her pitiful appearance already captivating me.
"Oh, please." I stepped aside, gracefully making way for the girl, and closed
the door after she entered. "What's the matter?"
"I'm sorry! Big brother, I was too excited just now." The girl, however, had lost her earlier shyness and found
a chair to sit down.
"It's alright, anyone who's been through something like this would be excited." I poured the girl a cup of tea and then
sat down opposite her again.
"Um, thank you, big brother. My name is Yuhan, can I call you George?" Yuhan put down her teacup and
looked at me innocently. (Then they started calling me by name.)
"..."
"Big brother. Why aren't you saying anything?" Seeing that I didn't react, Yuhan poked my nose with her hand.
"Go to hell! Why should I be called George?" Damn it, this has nothing to do with my name, and
it's very impolite to give someone a nickname on the first time we've had a serious conversation!
"Then, you can call me Yuhan!" Yuhan pouted, and I could tell from her eyes that she
was serious.
"Get lost!" I thought this girl was here to sincerely apologize, but it turns out she just wanted to annoy me again!
This time it was my turn to kick her out.
"Brother George, my key... is locked inside. The landlord can only come to open the door for me tomorrow night... I
have nowhere to go."
Is this girl stupid? Or is she crazy? I was almost tempted to hit her. She's
a prime example of someone who's missing a screw in her head.
"You still want to stay here?"
Seeing Yuhan's appearance, I really couldn't bring myself to say it. How could such a lovely girl be such a clueless, absent-minded
person? No wonder those netizens wanted to rob her; if it were me, I probably would have done the same. It's really
disgusting.
"I won't steal your money or attack you," Yuhan said earnestly. "Just let me stay for one night
."
"You..." I didn't know what to say. This should be her concern!
"If you're still worried, come on, use this to tie me up." Yuhan said, running to the corner and taking
out a bag of rope. I was sure these weren't mine.
"Why did you bring so many ropes with you?" I picked up the ropes and looked at them. These were the same
ropes I had used to tie her to the chair. Anyone else would have probably thrown them away long ago.
"Okay." Come on, hurry up. "
After saying that, Yuhan turned her back to me and put her hands behind her back. Only then did I realize that this girl's clothes—could they even
be called clothes? Her entire back was exposed, from the neckline to the hem of her skirt, with almost nothing covering her. Even her
green underwear was completely visible.
"It's okay to tie her up tight. I won't resist." From Yuhan's tone, I didn't hear helplessness,
nor fear, but rather... excitement, very intense excitement.
At this point, I was also aroused by her, and I really wanted to try tying this girl up
. But, I've never tied anyone up before. How do I do it?
"Brother George, why aren't you tying her up? Don't you know how?" Yuhan turned around and looked at
my bewildered expression. "So stupid! So stupid! Just as stupid as those idiots!"
"Let me make this clear! First, I've never tied anyone up before. Second, my name isn't George!" I stood behind Yuhan
, continuing to study the ropes.
"Ugh! You're driving me crazy! You big idiot!" Yuhan snatched the rope, packed it up, and pulled
me out the door by the arm. "Come on, let me show you a tutorial!"
"Tutorial? "
I didn't react for a moment before Yuhan dragged me out of the house. She skillfully opened her front door and
pushed me inside. Seeing her inexplicably excited expression, I got goosebumps, but the unknown mystery made
me decide to see what this girl was up to.
"See how others tie ropes." Yuhan turned on the computer and showed me some Japanese videos. So this is what
rope masters are like? Their skills are truly impressive. "Learn from them carefully."
With her doing this, I completely forgot about her earlier comment about not having her house keys. This first
shocking encounter gave me an unusually deep understanding of the world, even directly and completely changing
my values. I stared intently at the beautiful model on the screen, at the rope master's unparalleled skill
—everything about it made me feel a pursuit of life. This also made me subconsciously tighten my grip on
the rope Yuhan had placed in my hand.
"Got it?" The video ended, and Yuhan reappeared. This time, she opened a folder on her computer
containing many pictures of women being bound. One of them, the one that changed my life, showed
a beautiful girl with flowing long hair. She was also wearing a snow-white nurse's uniform, and those jade-like
feet in stockings that made me want to bite them off. Moreover, I learned the first binding position: the "Four Horses Hitting Hooves" (a traditional Chinese binding position). I stared, stunned,
not knowing if my mouth was watering.
"Haha..." Yuhan suddenly hugged me from behind, the fragrance of a young girl filling my nostrils
. "Brother George! It seems you're feeling it very strongly..."
"What do I feel?" I was pulled back to reality by this girl, and I was a little disoriented.
"Tell me right now! Do you want to try binding me like this too?" Yuhan seemed very excited,
as if she had found a treasure. I still can't forget the way her eyes shone.
"Hmm...I'm kind of thinking about trying it."
"Don't be so coy, you big man! If you want it, just say it! Say it again."
"Damn it! You brat! I'll beat you to a pulp!"
My pent-up desire, suppressed for countless years, was instantly ignited by this girl. With a girl being so
proactive, what did I care about my image? Finally, I pushed Yuhan down, picked up the ropes on the ground,
and pounced on her. She obediently put her hands behind her back...
...
II.
The ropes were so supple, and Yuhan's skin so fair and tender. As the ropes wrapped around Yuhan's body,
the unparalleled pleasure and sense of conquest gradually eroded my heart. I could
see in the mirror beside the bed that behind Yuhan wasn't a man, but a beast. A beast she called George.
"So...so tight! George!" Yuhan twisted her body seductively, giving me a flirtatious wink. "Hurry
up, keep going!"
"Shut up, don't call me George!" I forcefully tied Yuhan's hands together tightly, binding her
arms and body together as well.
"Hmm..." George!
"..." I was too lazy to say anything, and tightened the bindings further. As for her disheveled clothes, I was too
lazy to clean them up. Her upper body was now bound.
Looking at Yuhan, I never expected this to be my first creation. From her eyes, I could
tell she was very satisfied with my technique. She plopped down on the edge of the bed, propping her feet up on the chair beside her.
Without a word, just a glance was enough for me to understand what she was thinking.
I stroked her alluring, fleshy thighs up and down with my hands. The feeling was simply amazing. Smooth,
tender, fragrant, and delicate. I didn't care about appearances anymore. Suddenly, I buried my head between Yuhan's legs,
rubbing against her while binding her feet based on my first experience.
Yuhan's slender, jade-like feet paired with those beautiful stockings were simply stunning. As a man, these incomparably
beautiful legs not only captivated my eyes but also ensnared my heart. I even had a feeling that if I hadn't
bound such beautiful legs, I would be incomplete as a man. Am I dreaming?
Seeing that I was stunned again, Yuhan lifted her feet, which weren't yet tightly bound, to my chest and gently rubbed her toes
against my muscles. I couldn't take it anymore. I forcefully pushed Yuhan down onto the bed, pinned her body down,
and lifted her feet. Just as I was about to take off her pantyhose, Yuhan cried out,
"George, no... don't rush, tie her feet properly first." Yuhan was panting with a smile on her face; she seemed
to be a complete bondage addict.
If I, a beginner, could feel this kind of impulse,
what kind of foresight would a high-level expert in this field have? I eagerly await the day I grow in this field. After binding Yuhan's feet together side by
side, I pressed her down onto the bed again, pressing her feet in front of me, stretching them out, her soles pressed
against my face.
Holy crap! Holy shit! Holy crap! What is this feeling?! This is the first time in my life! Am I a foot fetishist?
I can't deny it, and I'm definitely a pantyhose fetishist too. Absolutely, because those lovely silk-stockinged
feet, those high arches, those fair toes, had completely aroused some kind of hormone within me
.
Yuhan desperately endured the pressure of her arms being bound behind her back, and even tried to lift her waist so I
could easily remove those beautiful yet cumbersome stockings and those cute green panties.
How many years had it been since I'd touched a woman? I don't know. If I only count this lifetime, then congratulations to myself!
This girl is the first. If I count past lives, then I'd probably feel like a half-monk by now.
The allure of a girl's skin was absolutely unbearable for a naive young man like me at the time. Amidst Yuhan
's panting breaths, I felt the presence of those mixed-gender sex scenes from Japanese adult films—delicate, soft,
all of it made me feel like I was dreaming. Could such a wonderful thing really be mine?
I kissed Yuhan's feet passionately, from her toes to the soles, ankles, and calves, my hands
roaming over her body. Through her thin nurse's uniform, I could feel her pounding heart and
her rising body temperature. The constant thrusting was a technique I'd learned from some movies, and Yuhan slowly began to
moan softly. Such a good opportunity, of course I wanted to seize it. After all, this was my first time.
However, as it turns out, opportunity favors the prepared. My first battle, though I
gave it my all, releasing over 20 years of pent-up energy in one go, lasted less than three minutes. I
lost, lost to excessive excitement, lost to being unprepared. But I also won, won by having this girl. While
my mind was still replaying the scene, Yuhan spoke.
"George, you're a piece of trash with a combat power of less than 5!" Yuhan's anxious and angry expression was irresistible
. "I can't even go to the bathroom as fast as you!"
"Tch! This is my first time, okay!" I ignored her and simply laid her flat on the bed, making her lie
on her back. "Don't you feel anything?"
"I was just getting ready, just about to feel it, and you fucking finished!" Yuhan sat up abruptly.
"Hurry up and prepare for the next battle!"
"Uh..." Looking at this girl who seemed to have been starving for a thousand years, this wolf-like girl, I was actually
a little scared, afraid that she would exhaust me to death.
I rested for a bit, just getting ready to recharge, when I suddenly realized that due to long hours of overtime and
socializing, my physical condition seemed to have deteriorated significantly. No matter how much I tried to conserve my energy, I couldn't reach the same level as before. Even
my rarely seen "brother" was no longer standing tall and proud... Looking at the eager and charming woman beside me, I
could only shake my head in disappointment.
"You piece of trash with a combat power of less than 3!" Yuhan pulled her leg back and then kicked me hard.
"What are you trying to do, being so artistic? I was hoping you'd learn to be a beast, but you're even worse than a beast! Idiot!"
Damn it, what was I even here for today...? I feel like I'm some kind of little duck she summoned, and
that feeling of being paid but not getting anything done lingers in my mind.
"Shut up! You brat." With that, I grabbed her feet, flipped her over,
and folded her legs up, pulling the excess rope from her ankles and tying it around her wrists. I then pulled
the excess rope to her elbows and tied a knot. I also slapped her on the bottom.
"Ouch, that hurts!" Yuhan squirmed. "You're pretty good at this, George."
"Yuhan, I want to ask you a question..." I squatted by the bed, my face directly facing Yuhan's.
"Well, I really like being tied up like this, ideally forever. Those online friends are people I
met on a forum. I specifically invited them to my house to tie me up, but I never expected they'd rob me after tying me up.
As for you..."
Damn, before I even started asking, Yuhan launched into a machine-gun-like rant, getting more and more excited,
even saying things that made me embarrassed, all with ease.
"Wait... I haven't even asked yet." Seeing Yuhan like this, I really wanted to kick her off the bed.
"Huh? Didn't you want to know my secret?" Yuhan was stunned when she saw me interrupt her. "Then
what else do you want to know?"
"I want to ask you, didn't you say you didn't bring your keys?"
"Tch, George, you've done everything, why are you asking such a stupid question?"
Oh yeah... I suddenly remembered that I've done everything... I've done everything... I've done everything...
A sudden wave of guilt knocked me down. I sat on the floor, even embarrassed to look at
Yuhan on the bed. How am I supposed to face her now? We have no reputation, no status, no money...
Yuhan saw through my thoughts, just gave a sly smile, but wasn't too aggressive.
"I didn't even ask you to take responsibility, what are you so upset about?" Yuhan almost laughed. "I didn't expect you
to still be such an innocent young man."
"Well... since I did this kind of thing, you should..."
"I can't stand men like you who are so hesitant and indecisive. You should take responsibility for what? I don't want you to take responsibility
." Yuhan's personality is just like a man's. I used to see her greeting me every day without realizing it.
"Well, Yuhan, I have to do something for you, otherwise I'll feel bad." Hearing her
say that, I breathed a sigh of relief, because I really couldn't accept having a girlfriend all at once.
"Tie me up tighter, then you can go back to sleep. Starting tomorrow, you'll be paying for my food for a month."
"Seriously? You want me to leave tied up here?" I stood up in surprise. "Wouldn't I be just
like those other people you met online?"
"No, they weren't tied up as well as you." Yuhan swung her legs from side to side, rolling her eyes at me.
"Remember to take my house key with you!"
"Really, you don't want me to untie you?" I did as Yuhan said, tightening the ropes around her, and then
rubbing my head against her stockinged legs. "How long are you going to keep me tied up?"
"How long I'm tied up is up to you, not me, okay?" Yuhan arched her back forcefully
. "Look at the state I'm in now."
Since this girl said so, I'll do as she says. It seems quite interesting. After all, it's my first time having sex with a girl
, and afterwards, I'm tying her up like my own property in a place only I know. This feeling is
amazing!
"I'm leaving now. I'll come back and let you go tomorrow when I'm in a better mood." I turned off the room light and walked
to the entrance.
"Wait, what if you're in a bad mood?" Yuhan became a little agitated when she heard me say that. I could
feel her moving around in the dark.
"If I'm in a bad mood, I'll come and take care of you." After saying that, I stopped listening to what Yuhan was saying and left on my own.
Of course, I remembered to take her house key with me.
...
...
...
In less than a minute, I ended my elegant departure because
I forgot my house key when Yuhan dragged me into the house. Now, I had nowhere to go! Seeing me return,
Yuhan was laughing so hard on the bed that she was cramping.
"What are you laughing at! It's all your fault!" I sat down next to Yuhan, my hands roaming over her bound body, taking advantage
of her.
"It's so funny... hahaha... ha!"
Seeing Yuhan panting, I really didn't want to pay attention to her anymore. I pressed her body down with my foot and
then tickled her waist and soles of her feet. This made Yuhan laugh even more exaggeratedly, but also with
a hint of pain.
"You're going to die! Hahahaha... you dead George... ha... ah!"
I turned Yuhan's body to face me, and then ripped open her clothes.
The design of these clothes was really ingenious, with a special opening to pull them open. Now, what Yuhan hadn't revealed during the battle
was completely exposed before my eyes.
A delicate, pink little mound of flesh—that's the only way I can describe it, because it was the best I'd ever seen. Of course,
besides on screen, I'd only ever seen one like it, but I was absolutely qualified to comment on its shape.
I leaned down and used my mouth to let Yuhan experience what the rage of a male otaku was like. As my tongue washed over
Yuhan's girlish innocence, Yuhan finally couldn't help but admit defeat.
"I was wrong! George, I hate it when people lick me like that!"
I ignored her. This delicious treat was right in front of me; if I missed it, who knew if I'd get another chance? I'd eat my fill
first.
"Waaah... you stinky George... you just bully me." Seeing I wasn't going to stop, Yuhan could only
silently endure it.
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After a night of getting to know each other, Yuhan and I were both exhausted. I lay down beside her, gently stroking her hair
. She closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of my hand.
"Yuhan, are you tired?" I kissed her forehead. "Get some rest."
"Mmm." Yuhan didn't say anything more, just remained silent for a moment.
"Then I'll go turn off the light." Saying this, I stood up, preparing to turn off the light.
"Wait." It seemed Yuhan had been hesitating for a long time; seeing me about to turn off the light, she finally mustered the courage to say it.
"What's wrong?" I turned to look at Yuhan, squatted down again, and poked her little nose with my finger.
"Want to do it again?"
"No!" Yuhan looked at me, hesitant, "I'm not doing it anymore, I'm too tired."
"Just say what you want! Don't be so coy!" I mimicked Yuhan's manner and pinched her ear.
"You don't want to sleep with me?"
"Yeah, I don't want to sleep like this."
"You won't let me untie you, and you don't want to sleep like this. Okay, then I'll sleep on the sofa?"
"No!" Yuhan was still the same old girl, refusing to say anything, but I could tell she was struggling internally.
"What do you want me to do?" I stood up. "I'll count to three, and if you don't tell me, I'll
do it my way."
"3...2...1"
"No! Um...you...you can throw me on the balcony." Yuhan blurted out these words when she saw I was almost done counting
.
"What? The balcony?!"
Is this girl crazy? Although the balcony isn't drafty, not only has my home been invaded by this magpie, but I've also been tormented
for so long, and now I'm being thrown out to sleep on the balcony... Is she even normal?! She's practically a born masochist
.
I was too lazy to ask her why, so I did as she said. After all, she'd told me her little secrets, and I
didn't want to spoil her fun. Actually, I found it quite amusing; this completely upended my worldview,
and I just couldn't resist.
So, Yuhan was bound tightly and thrown onto the balcony, covered with
blankets and other things, and the curtains were drawn. I also blocked the balcony path with chairs and other things, making it impossible for her
to escape.
But just as I returned to my room and was about to turn off the light, I saw Yuhan's indescribably
satisfied and eerie smile in the mirror...
III.
That night was truly a sleepless one. I'd barely been asleep for an hour when I heard Yuhan
crying and screaming on the balcony. I was half-asleep and hadn't noticed her for at least half an hour.
When I even opened my eyes and realized I wasn't in my room, I thought I was dreaming. Finally, I came to my senses and remembered that
I'd left a little beauty on the balcony.
I moved the chairs blocking her way, and pulled back the blanket covering Yuhan. She was covered in sweat; it
was like she'd been in a sauna. But her hands and feet were cold, and she was crying so hard her nose and tears were everywhere—it was a bit
disgusting to look at.
"George, waah...untie me!" Yuhan cried, ignoring the snot dripping from her mouth
. "My hand is going to break. Waaah...waah..."
"It's still attached to your body, isn't it?" I nudged her, but she didn't react. "Go to sleep,
or you'll regret it."
"No! Stop playing around, please!" Yuhan's pleading looked strange to me. Was she
really in that much pain? "Hurry up and untie my elbow."
"Why?" Did this girl need to pee in the bathroom? Then I'd have to make things even harder for her. "Give me a
reason first."
"My hand is really going to break, please! I'm begging you! Big brother! Uncle! Grandpa! Please loosen it for me
!!"
Yuhan stared at me earnestly. Her completely haggard appearance stirred my compassion. I had no choice but
to let her go.
I untied the ropes binding Yuhan's hands and feet, freeing her elbows and wrists. She collapsed to
the ground, her hands clasped behind her back for a long time, just crying incessantly. I didn't understand what she was crying about;
didn't she like being tied up? How could she not take it after just a short while?
"I can't feel my hands at all," Yuhan slowly calmed down, but was still sobbing.
"Give me a massage! You stupid man! You're not gentle at all."
"You can feel them breaking even though you can't feel them?" I squatted down, sat in front of Yuhan, pulled her hands
to her chest, and shook them from side to side. I used to do this in PE class to keep her blood
circulating.
"Sigh, what a blunder. Luckily you live here, otherwise you could have taken me to the hospital for amputation tomorrow
."
"Is it that serious?" I remembered that although I tied her up tightly, I still left her some space
.
"Yes! The blood circulation was completely blocked." After resting for a while, Yuhan's arm could be lifted slightly.
"Look, it's all purple."
"Oh, that was really dangerous." I continued to massage it for her. "Then why don't you hurry up and thank me for saving your life?"
"Yes, thank you, George." Yuhan lay on her side, seemingly having recovered some energy. Her
big, watery eyes started to sparkle again. "Thank you for everything you did for me today."
"Hehe." This girl, I thought she would complain a bit, but I didn't expect her to thank me so sincerely
. I'm really flattered.
"Ouch, my hand hurts so much now! It's so numb! Like being bitten by ants!" Yuhan suddenly
rolled around on the ground again without any regard for her image. "Don't do this next time!"
I couldn't help her this time, but the fact that her hand was numb meant that the blood circulation was about to improve,
which was a good thing. I could only watch silently from the side. After 5 minutes, Yuhan finally stopped making a fuss.
"Untie it." Untie it completely! "These damn ropes! They're driving me crazy! They always seem to be working against me!"
With that, Yuhan started frantically pulling at the ropes binding her. What had been a neatly arranged binding became
impossible to untangle. She was frantic, angry, and helpless, and I was left standing there dumbfounded. Finally, she
collapsed, probably frustrated, then suddenly stood up and jumped off, her feet still bound. I don't know
where she pulled out a pair of scissors, but with a swift snip, she cut all the ropes. And she cut with increasing ferocity,
yelling as she went. She only stopped when the ropes were less than a finger's length.
I finally snapped out of it, stood up, went to her, and snatched the scissors from her, lest she
swing them around in a fit of rage. Yuhan was quite compliant; after venting her anger, she plopped down on the bed, then lay back with her arms
outstretched, claiming the bed for herself—which, of course, was her bed.
I have to go to work tomorrow, and with her doing this, I'm wide awake. I checked the time, it
's almost 3 AM. Besides, this is Yuhan's house. She hasn't said anything and is still occupying the bed; I really don't know where I'm going to sleep
.
"George, wake up! Have some tea with me. I have some excellent Tieguanyin."
"Okay. It's been a long time since I've had any." Since I couldn't sleep anyway, and it was the first time I'd had tea in the middle of the night, I said, "
One cup, please."
"You bumpkin! I'm a master of Gongfu tea!"
"..."
...
...
During
our chat, I learned that Yuhan had come to this city alone. She said her family
was quite well-off, but they were too controlling, so she used the excuse of studying abroad to broaden her horizons
.
As for bondage, she didn't know why she liked it so much. It seemed to be something she experienced as a child
that sparked her interest, but she said she couldn't remember it, so I didn't press her. There was no way to have fun at home
, but after moving in alone, she had more opportunities and started looking for like-minded people.
In her spare time, she would look at bondage videos, pictures, and novels online. Later, she came across some
bondage forums and often chatted with netizens. However, the first time she asked a netizen she had been chatting with for over half a year to meet up,
she was robbed.
Later, fearing trouble, she tried self-bondage, but no matter how she did it, it wasn't exciting enough. Firstly, she couldn't achieve the ideal
feeling, and secondly, she was afraid that if she tied herself up too tightly, she would be in trouble by herself. So, she continued
to look for like-minded people to play with.
Less than half a year later, the girl, who had forgotten the pain of her past experiences, started dating another netizen—someone who just brushed past me.
That punk guy she'd met. She ended up being robbed again after a little binding. According to her, money is money,
but she could earn it back; at least let her experience real bondage. Later, I rescued her, and seeing that I was a reliable person,
and unable to resist her aroused desires any longer, she decided to just let me
tie her up. She said that even if I didn't know how, she believed she could teach me. Since she'd already been robbed of
every penny, she wasn't afraid of what I might do next.
Actually, she was already eager to be sexually assaulted; it wasn't her first time,
so she dressed provocatively. She just didn't expect that by sheer chance, she'd managed to seduce me,
her neighbor of a year.
After Yuhan finished telling me, I stared at her in astonishment. Honestly, before all this happened, I'd never imagined
anyone would enjoy being tied up. In my opinion, only prisoners on TV were tied up.
I never imagined that one day this girl next door, whom I'd only met once, would open the door to my rope bondage journey.
Looking back today, I feel incredibly lucky.
Yuhan was quite satisfied today; it was the first time she'd truly been bound and unable to move.
Before, when she self-bound herself, she could always untie herself easily, and even with handcuffs, she wouldn't carelessly throw the keys away.
This time, the feeling of completely entrusting her life to a familiar stranger kept her so excited she couldn't sleep all night . Of course, I 　　,
who rarely drinks tea, was forced to drink several cups of tea that night, and I was also 　　sleepless
.
… 　　The next morning, I dragged my tired body away from Yuhan's house. My landlord was relatively 　　reliable; he brought me a spare key around 7 a.m. I was finally able to go home, tidy myself up, and then sheepishly went to 　　work. 　　Today's shift was incredibly frustrating; I kept dozing off, received a severe scolding from my boss, and was even assigned to work the night 　　shift. What a disaster! I finally made it to 11 PM before being let go, and it was past midnight when I got home. Actually 　　, I don't remember anything I did today; my mind was filled with Yuhan's angelic smile last night. Even though 　　it wasn't my first love, it was still my first. This feeling made me afraid to stand up all day; the almost constant 　　erection made me too embarrassed to walk past my female colleagues. 　　What warmed my heart most was that Yuhan was lying on my bed waiting for me without any regard for her image 　　. It's obvious she had my key. No wonder I couldn't find it yesterday. 　　She even made the landlord run around. Turns out she's so cunning; she'd do something like tying me up just to trick me into doing that 　　. But I don't hate her at all, really. 　　"Yuhan! Yuhan!" I closed the door, walked to her side, and shook her hard. "Get up and pee!" 　　"Huh? Uh..." Yuhan opened her eyes for two seconds and then closed them again. "You're back?" 　　"Why are you in my house?" I pinched her nose and whispered in her ear, "Did you 　　take my key?" 　　"Oh, yeah!" Yuhan rubbed her eyes, finally perking up a bit. "Why are you so late?" 　　"Why would you do something like that?" Looking at this fearless girl, I 　　felt a little embarrassed. 　　"Hmm!" Yuhan sat up and stretched. "What time is it?" 　　"12:30!" I checked my watch. "Don't give me irrelevant answers!" 　　"Are you really stupid or just pretending! Damn it! What are you pretending to be innocent for!" As soon as Yuhan came to her senses, she got angry. 　　"What else could I be here for? To steal your money?" 　　"..." Being called stupid by this careless girl, I really wanted to hit her, but then I thought about it, 　　and there was a girl waiting for me when I got home so late. How wonderful that was! 　　"What kind of crappy job do you work? I've been waiting for you all day!" 　　With that, Yuhan jumped off the bed, and I realized she was wearing a black maid outfit, and right in front of me, 　　she put on a pair of... a pair of... top-quality black stockings! The way she flicked her toes, the unhurried tugging, 　　those perfectly curved legs... What good deeds did I do in my past life to have this little angel by my side? 　　I scrutinized Yuhan closely. Her black maid outfit, paired with a white apron, sleeves, and 　　white headdress, especially those black stockings—a stroke of genius! Was tonight going to be another sleepless night? 　　"Let me hug you first!" I rushed forward, pounced on Yuhan, and gave her a tight bear hug, rolling around on the bed. 　　"Ugh…you stink!" Yuhan rubbed against me, then started struggling. "Go take a shower and change 　　!" 　　"Oh!" What a disappointment. At least let me have a go first. 　　"…" 　　… 　　… 　　… 　　Although at the time I didn't understand anything about tortoise shell bondage, Japanese style, or five-flower bondage, 　　under Yuhan's guidance, I gradually learned more bondage positions. Otherwise, in my world, I thought only 　　the four-horse hooves position was bondage. After all, this was my first bondage position. 　　Under Yuhan's careful guidance, I used rope to tie her up in a rather crude turtle-shell bondage, 　　but Yuhan was delighted. She told me that she often did this when she played by herself, but she couldn't tie her hands properly; she 　　would just symbolically roll the rope around and then lie down and twist. For the upcoming battle, Yuhan specifically instructed 　　me to fold her legs but tie them apart, so they wouldn't get in the way later, a point I wholeheartedly agreed 　　to. 　　I held down Yuhan's left foot and folded it. Yuhan sat against the bed, playing with her hair, 　　letting me caress her silk-stockinged legs. I shamelessly kissed the instep, and then, without hesitation, the rope 　　was looped around her ankle, binding her ankle and thigh in a figure-eight shape. Yuhan not only didn't resist but 　　also cooperated perfectly; tying her up was really easy. The same method was applied to her right foot. Yuhan thus leaned against the bed in a turtle-shell bondage combined with an "M" 　　-shaped open leg bondage. 　　I could tell that Yuhan was very excited, and she was probably a little wet too. Her hands...

She lay on the bed like a frog in front of me, her hands behind her back. I excitedly looked around.
I held her hands down, preparing to restrain her.
"Where did you put the other ropes?" I looked around, but didn't see any extra ropes. "We didn't have enough ropes."
"Huh?" Yuhan put her hands back down, propped herself up, and looked around as well. "Weren't those ropes enough?"
"We used them all up. Where did you put the others?" I got off the bed and searched everywhere. "They're nowhere to be found."
"These are all we have..." Yuhan's face fell with disappointment. "The others were all cut yesterday
."
"No way!" Hearing her say that, I was even more disappointed. Actually, having loved watching Japanese anime since I was a child, I
had an unusual longing for maid outfits, especially maid black stockings... the ultimate in the ultimate.
I felt incredibly lucky to be able to bully such a cute loli maid, but now I felt like I'd entered
an ice cave.
"What should we do?" Yuhan looked at me, her eyes filled with disappointment and frustration. "Do you have any rope?"
"Not even a belt." I shrugged. Indeed, how could an ordinary family possibly have so
much rope? "What about yours?"
"I already said this is all we have." Yuhan looked like she was about to cry. Did she really want to be
tied up like that?
"..."
After a few seconds of silence, Yuhan threw a tantrum, saying that I had to go downstairs and buy rope, or she would steal or
borrow it. Good heavens, it's already past 1 a.m., where am I supposed to get any? That's utter nonsense. I suggested changing
the way the rope was tied around her, that should work. She absolutely refused, saying that
giving up before it was even properly tied up was definitely not being a responsible KB enthusiast. Anyway, she had a whole bunch of fallacies, she just wouldn't give up.
It was making me a little angry.
Without further ado, I pushed Yuhan down, pinned her hands down, and began
kissing her. Since her legs were spread apart and bound, she had virtually no strength to resist.
But I hadn't expected her to be so strong; she completely refused to cooperate, just
twisting and struggling. Finally, after she punched me in the nose, I bled and pushed Yuhan away
.
"You brat!" My head was spinning, my words were a bit off, and I almost fainted. "Why are you pulling
so hard?"
"George, you're such a sissy!" Yuhan propped herself up and started blaming me instead. "
You can't even handle a girl who's half-tied up!"
"You call yourself a girl?" I wiped the blood from my nose and stuffed two wads of tissue paper in my nose. "I
don't even get nosebleeds when I fight with men!"
"You're really driving me crazy!" With that, Yuhan started frantically pulling at the ropes binding her again.
"Alright!" I was getting a little annoyed too. "Can't you just wrap your hands around the ropes behind your back yourself?"
"Hmm." Yeah, right.
Yuhan, when there's something to tie up, she's really efficient. I watched as she
twisted and turned her hands behind her back, twisting left and right, and quickly wrapped them several times. But it looked like she
could untie them in a minute if she wanted to.
"Okay, tie a knot for me!" Yuhan suddenly regained her previous excitement, sitting on the bed and shaking
her arms vigorously. "Hurry up!"
There was no more verbal communication. Although the knot was tied very poorly, it should at least take her a few
minutes to break free. I was too lazy to care, so I quickly cut and pulled off Yuhan's soft black stockings
(turtle bondage has a thong effect, binding the stockings together and making them impossible to remove, so you have to cut them).
Although these stockings were beautiful, they weren't as convenient as the stockings worn by models online. At least
during sex, you had to pull them down to about the knees. Luckily, Yuhan was naked, otherwise she wouldn't even
have been able to keep her panties. As for the thong string, just move it a little and it's okay.
Yuhan started struggling desperately, and I could see that there was a special emotion in her struggle—
happiness. This happy struggle was what Yuhan had been pursuing all along.
I could tell that Yuhan was deliberately not breaking free of the knots binding her hands, but her incredibly expressive eyes, that
look of humiliation, combined with her legs kicking me forcefully but in vain, and her pantyhose that I had torn to shreds
, were truly amazing. The unique fragrance of a young girl emanating from Yuhan perfectly complemented the hormones I was releasing, and her fair
skin welcomed my beastly lips and hands. It was a pity that she was bound too tightly, making it impossible for me to tear open
her clothes, let alone see her proud breasts. But all of this didn't affect our thrusting.
With heavy breathing, we ended tonight's pleasant but disappointing program. Looking at Yuhan's pouting lips,
I knew she must be very frustrated; she had thrown her maid's uniform far away, and was too lazy to clean up the ropes. After all, she had waited for
me all day, but it was a great pity that she hadn't gotten the pleasure she expected.
"George, which day are you off?" Yuhan lay on my bed after taking a shower. Her graceful body aroused
my urge to have another few hundred rounds with her.
"If nothing unexpected happens, I'll be off the day after tomorrow." I restrained myself, after all, I had to go to work tomorrow, and it was already very late
. "Why?" "
Oh." "Okay." Yuhan grinned mischievously, "I'm going home tomorrow to buy some things, and the day after tomorrow...
"
"Little girl." I flicked Yuhan's nose with my finger, "What kind of mischief are you up to now?"
"You'll find out when the time comes."
With that, Yuhan kicked my leg, signaling me to turn off the light and get into bed. In the darkness, I once again caressed Yuhan's
slender waist, and at the same time, I removed her barely-there underwear...
Four,
three days passed in the blink of an eye. According to Yuhan, she should have been back the day before yesterday, but I still haven't
seen her. She absolutely refused to give me her phone number, and I've been missing her so much I can barely remember it. I wonder what that girl is up to . It's made me completely unable to concentrate at work. I 　　even asked my boss to adjust my day off
so I could spend a whole day with her .

By the fourth day, I couldn't resist any longer. I stood in front of Yuhan's door, mustering my courage to knock
. I wondered if she'd come back on her own or if she was tied up at home again. But
the moment I raised my hand, I realized I couldn't bring myself to knock. What if she wasn't there, or didn't want to see me?
In just two short days, this girl had completely filled my heart—she was amazing. Occasionally, I thought about her online friends,
and it made me feel ashamed. Luckily, they weren't interested in Yuhan, or I would have regretted it.
Just as I was hesitating, I heard a chattering sound coming from the stairwell. For some reason, my
heart skipped a beat. I could feel it—Yuhan was back. Was this what they called telepathy?
Yes, her carefree figure slowly emerged from the bottom of the stairs, skipping and jumping with excitement
. As soon as she came up, she saw me grinning at her in front of her door. She didn't say anything, just returned
a standard smile.
"Are you thirsty, George?" Yuhan stood in front of me, looking up at me playfully.
It was the first time I'd ever seen her wearing that denim mini-dress today. "What are you doing standing in front of girls?"
"..." Those words sank my heart. This was Yuhan, the carefree idiot, not even
thinking about how much I missed her. "You're finally back."
"I've been back for a while!!" Yuhan walked behind me, took out her keys, and opened the door. "You're always at work,
you never even saw me."
"Huh?! Really?!" I thought about it; I hadn't been working overtime every day lately, how could I not know she was
back?
"I came back the day before yesterday!" Yuhan took off her sandals, gave me a look, and gestured for me to come inside.
"Then why didn't you look for me?" I was genuinely disappointed. What did this girl mean? Did she
not want to see me at all?
"You want someone as cute, pure, dignified, gentle, virtuous, @#…
I don't have your phone number, and I don't have your house key, how am I supposed to find you?" I was so embarrassed I didn't even bother taking off my shoes,
standing at the door, not wanting to go in.
"I live right next door, and you still can't find me?" Yuhan was getting annoyed with me, and
picked up a slipper from beside her feet and threw it at me. "You stinky man, you didn't even try!"
"Ouch…"
That was accurate, thankfully it was just a light throw, but it still hit my son's hometown. I
clutched my crotch in pain and knelt down. Sigh, a man's knees are worth gold, I just helplessly lowered my head and rolled my eyes.
Yuhan was stunned, and seeing my embarrassing state, she was speechless and at a loss, only able to suppress the urge to burst
out laughing while forcing an apologetic expression. Instantly, her facial expression completely distorted. I was truly on the verge
of tears, wanting to stand up and hit her a few times.
It took her a while to get me to bed, but this girl was really into it; she actually started massaging me with her hands!
My god, it felt so stimulating! I'd just been hit, and now she was teasing me. For a moment, that immoral feeling
made my heart race.
After resting for about ten minutes, I finally recovered. Yuhan had already made tea and was waiting for me.
"George, look around my house and see if there are any changes." Yuhan crossed her legs, her toes twirling her slippers back and
forth. "Guess correctly and you'll get a prize."
"Hmm?"
Hearing Yuhan say that, I immediately started looking around. Although I had stayed at her house before, and it was
the place where I lost my virginity, I had never really paid attention to the interior design of her house. Suddenly, I didn't know where to start.
"Nothing's changed." I sighed and drank a cup of fine Tieguanyin tea that Yuhan had brewed. She said she'd stolen it from her
dad. "What did you buy?"
"You idiot!" Yuhan downed the tea in one gulp, then made herself another
cup with a flourish. Honestly, her tea-making skills were truly impressive; watching her brew tea was like watching an art film.
I don't know why, but every time this clumsy girl calls me stupid, I feel an urge to pinch her. This
time, I actually did it, and she wasn't one to back down either, slapping my outstretched hand
away.
"Look how stupid you are." Yuhan stood up, pulled me to the bedside, and pointed to where she kept the TV
.
Hmm? The old TV stand was gone. In its place was a brand new TV stand, about 60
centimeters high and 1.3 meters wide, a rather pretty wooden one. No wonder it felt a bit out of place;
I hadn't even noticed the TV and cabinet weren't in their original positions. What a blunder!
"Don't tell me you went back and bought this!" I stared at Yuhan, looking at her with confusion.
"Hehehehehe..." Yuhan grinned, laughing incessantly, looking rather scheming
. "Open it and see."
"What's this thing for?" I walked to the TV cabinet, opened the door, and found it completely empty.
I couldn't understand her purpose in buying it. What could such a small space possibly hold?
"It's very useful." Yuhan was quite smug, standing face to face with me, leaning forward
, one hand behind her back, the other teasing my chin with her fingers. "For example," she said, "to lock me inside." "
?!"
Seeing my stunned expression, Yuhan didn't say anything more, just smiled knowingly, turned around, and
leaned against me.
I held her shoulder, at a loss. Hearing Yuhan's bold idea, the excitement and flutter in my heart
completely rendered me speechless. Such a cute girl, and I'm going to lock her up, lock her up!!!
What's with this feeling of keeping a hidden gem? Am I really a pervert? So be it! With
something this good, what's wrong with being a pervert? Some people want to be but can't!
Seeing that I still didn't react, but probably feeling my trembling body, Yuhan turned her head,
kissed my cheek, and whispered in my ear,
"George, you won't disappoint me, will you?" Yuhan's excited eyes completely expressed
everything she wanted to say, "I've been waiting for this day for so many years!"
"Yuhan, you..." I returned her kiss, excitedly telling her, "I'll
do whatever you want today, and I'll protect you."
"You're so good...!" With that, Yuhan turned and hugged my waist, giving me a strong push. I yielded to her
strength, and we rolled onto the bed together. In the heat of passion, we tacitly finished our usual lovemaking.
………………
…………
…… After
a good rest of about 30 minutes, Yuhan put on her denim dress again. I really wanted
her to wear those stockings too, but she said that what we were about to do would make her sweat too much, it would be too hot and uncomfortable, and
they would easily tear, so she absolutely refused to wear them. I didn't say anything, after all, I had already said I would cooperate with her today.
She took out the new rope she had bought, waved it in front of me, and then tossed it aside. She took a few deep breaths
and drank a large glass of water. Finally, her excitement, which had reached its peak, calmed down a bit.
"George, do you know what to do?" Yuhan looked at me very seriously, after all, her idea
was too daring and might be risky. "My life is in your hands!"
"Yeah, don't worry." I picked up the new bundle of rope and stood behind Yuhan, "I'll definitely make you
feel good."
"I love you so much!" Yuhan jumped up and down excitedly, then put her hands behind her back, "
You can do whatever you want to me then..."
"I love you too." I grabbed Yuhan's hands and tied the rope around her wrists, "But now
behave yourself! The robbery is starting!"
"Ah!" The bad guy is here...
"..." " 　　...
"
...
... 　　With the experience of the past few days, we also knew very well that if the arms were tied straight, 　　no matter how tight they were, it would easily cause poor blood circulation and was not suitable for long-term binding. So, this time, 　　the hands were tied in a crossed position. 　　This was my first time doing Japanese-style binding, and with Yuhan's guidance and the tutorial, it went exceptionally smoothly. 　　Her hands were crossed and bound behind her back, elbows and arms tied together, forming a perfect V-shape in front of her chest. From her knees down to her ankles 　　, no part of her body was left untouched. Even her thong was tightly constricted around Yuhan's body. 　　Looking at this near-perfect masterpiece before me, I couldn't help but lean down and forcefully kick Yuhan. 　　It felt like kicking a bag of flour—so comfortable, so fleshy and smooth. Yuhan laughed as I touched and tickled her, 　　but she couldn't resist. She just kept trying to kick me, but I pressed her feet down with my body. She tried to sit up 　　, but failed. What followed was my ravaging of her upper body. 　　"Haha...ha...ha..." Yuhan laughed uncontrollably, her struggles never ceasing. I didn't 　　know if it was from joy and happiness, or from being tickled so intensely. 　　I took advantage of her even more, and just as Yuhan was panting, I picked 　　her up and, as planned, threw her back onto the balcony, this time with her face inwards. She 　　expertly assumed the position, bending her legs and waiting to assume her favorite "four-horse hooves" position. 　　She told me that whenever she self-bondaged, she liked to try a bunch of optional positions first, but 　　always ended up in the "four-horse hooves" position. The way her eyes lit up when she talked about this position 　　was indescribable. She even said her dream was to wake up one day and find herself 　　bound tightly in a "four-horse hooves" position, stuffed into a bag or a box. Ideally, she'd be hanging high up, 　　wanting to experience that feeling of being completely unable to move or escape. Those were her exact words. 　　And I promised to let her enjoy the "four-horse hooves" position to the fullest. So, today she's going to execute her 　　years-long plan. 　　Watching Yuhan, already on her feet, begin to writhe on the ground, I felt an indescribable 　　sense of conquest. Yuhan's flexibility is truly amazing. I thought I had tied her up very tightly, but with a simple 　　sideways turn, bending over, forcefully bringing her knees towards her head, and then straightening her body using her knees as a pivot 　　, in just two movements, Yuhan had turned 180 degrees. 　　I was stunned; she was practically cheating! Could she really 　　escape even tied up like that? To be honest, I underestimated her a bit. After all, the first attempt was so successful, and she was even tortured so badly. 　　I thought tying her up like this would be foolproof. 　　"George," how about it? "Yuhan looked up at me with great effort, her eyes filled with anticipation for the future—a look I'll never 　　forget. 'I'm amazing, right?'" 　　"Hmm, not bad. Here's a reward for you." 　　With that, I walked over to Yuhan, squatted down, and untied the ropes binding her hands and feet. Just as Yuhan was getting excited 　　, I pulled the ropes tighter, so that Yuhan's feet were almost completely folded and bound, 　　her heels almost touching her thighs. I tickled the soles of Yuhan's feet before leaving again. 　　"I love you so much, George!" Yuhan smiled with great satisfaction, wiggled her toes, and began her 　　journey again. 　　I watched as Yuhan skillfully swayed and twisted her body from side to side, her shoulders moving up and down, and with 　　the strength of her waist, Yuhan climbed inch by inch out onto the balcony. And she was quite fast! 　　The view from above aroused a strong sense of satisfaction in me. This girl is now my possession 　　. I can do whatever I want to her whenever I want, and she's completely powerless to resist. This feeling is truly 　　unforgettable. 　　Yuhan waddled ahead like a snail, and I followed behind her, my tent in the air, 　　wanting... wanting to pick her up, throw her on the bed, and have my way with her right there. 　　As soon as Yuhan climbed out onto the balcony, I could sense she was already a little tired; after all, this must have been 　　exhausting. But I felt no pity for her. Instead, I tied the extra rope together, overlapping it several times, 　　making it look like a whip, and began to lash her from behind. I hit her very lightly, and Yuhan, being lashed like this...

She stopped immediately, glanced back, and disdainfully continued crawling forward. Sweat 　　gradually soaked through Yuhan's clothes .
…
…
…
I checked the time; almost half an hour had passed. Yuhan finally reached the TV cabinet, giving me a look
. I tactfully opened the pitifully small cabinet for her. I was genuinely wondering
if this girl could fit inside.
Yuhan didn't say a word, and without hesitation, she climbed to
a position parallel to the TV cabinet, as if she had rehearsed it. Because the bottom of the cabinet was less than 2 centimeters above the ground, Yuhan moved
very smoothly.
A sideways movement, a roll, a turn. Simple movements, but Yuhan was completely exhausted. I greatly
admired her decisive judgment and her calculation of the gap between herself and the cabinet. In less than 10 seconds, Yuhan
was inside the cabinet. Her head was slightly tilted inside the cabinet, her knees just touching the outside.
Without any extra movement or space, Yuhan had locked herself inside.
I squatted down to look at her, quite impressed. The TV cabinet Yuhan had bought was truly comprehensive; it even
had ventilation holes. That meant I had nothing to worry about. Following our pre-arranged script, I
said nothing, closed the cabinet door, and tied the handles several times with rope. If I didn't untie those ropes,
even I couldn't open the cabinet, let alone that slender beauty inside.
I tapped the cabinet a few times—a signal to her I was leaving. Five seconds later, Yuhan
didn't utter a sound. I knew she meant she could handle the position.
I stood up, left Yuhan's house, and took her house key. The moment I closed her door,
an overwhelming sense of satisfaction filled my entire body. I knew that Yuhan desperately needed and missed me, because
only I could rescue this silly girl from her suffering. This feeling of being cared for was wonderful, indescribable.
I
finally managed to calm myself and slowly left Yuhan's house…
I
wandered downstairs for about half an hour, really wanting to go up and see how Yuhan was doing. Was she
crying? Or still struggling? At least she hadn't freed herself, had she? All of this filled me
with immense curiosity.
I decided on the spot to go back and check. Actually, after locking Yuhan up, I
placed my cheap, everyday cell phone on top of the TV cabinet where Yuhan was locked up. This phone was truly exceptional. When the phone rang,
the ringtone was incredibly loud, often startling people, and it even had a vibration function that could make you fall off the bed
—truly the ultimate of the ultimate.
No matter what Yuhan is like now, once I make that call, the girl in the dark closet,
unprepared, will definitely be terrified. Hehe, let's give it a try.
So, I used my work phone to call that home phone. As the shrill ringtone came through, I could almost
hear Yuhan's heart pounding with fear on the other end.
I didn't keep calling; I just went to the supermarket, bought some food, and walked back,
calling every two minutes or so. By the time I got to Yuhan's door, I had made five calls. I
hesitated at the door for a moment, but still opened it and tiptoed inside. With the fake ringtone masking it,
I believed Yuhan wouldn't hear me enter.
To avoid affecting the ventilation, the closet wasn't against the wall, meaning I had more opportunities
to scare Yuhan. Actually, before I locked her up, I had already noticed that Yuhan's face was pressed against the inside of the cabinet
. She couldn't see out through the ventilation hole at all, and the carpet in the house provided excellent sound insulation
, making it impossible for me to make a sound when I walked barefoot.
As I squatted beside the cabinet, looking at the toy plastic cockroach I had just bought at the supermarket, I was excitedly wondering about Yuhan
's reaction. Would this girl be scared?
I leaned over and gently slipped the little cockroach into the ventilation hole, rubbing it lightly
so Yuhan could hear it. Sure enough, there was a slight movement inside the cabinet; I was sure Yuhan had turned around and seen
the little thing.
And when I threw the plastic cockroach into the cabinet, chaos erupted inside.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!" Yuhan screamed, and there was a thumping sound from inside the cabinet. "Go
away! Go away!!"
It seems Yuhan is terrified of this little thing. But in this sealed space, with her hands and feet bound so tightly she couldn't
move an inch, what could Yuhan do besides scream? If I wasn't worried about her breathing, I'd even gag her.
"Help!! Mom!!!" Yuhan had no idea I was outside, she even called for her mother.
"Waaah... Ahh!!!" Yuhan was practically going crazy, I could feel her banging on
the cabinet door, "Help!! Help! George!!!"
Yuhan's heart-wrenching screams touched me a little, maybe this thing was too terrifying for her.
Without saying a word, I pounded on the cabinet door.
"Ah! Who is it??!" Yuhan was obviously terrified, who else could it be but me?
"Sweetie, why are you so agitated?" I pretended not to know Yuhan's situation and offered a token concern
.
"George!! Help me!! There... there are cockroaches!!" Yuhan's screams were laced with strong sobs
, I knew she was on the verge of collapse.
"What's there to be afraid of with cockroaches? You're so big, and it's so small." I laughed, but not too loudly, afraid she'd
hear. "Just crush it or eat it."
"Waaaaah... It's killing me!" Yuhan finally burst into tears. "I'm going to die!!
George!! Help me!"
"No... No!!"
This feeling was amazing. Although for Yuhan it was inhumane torture, for me,
this was a once-in-a-lifetime experience. It felt so good. I really wanted to tease her a little more.
"Please, George, please!! I'll do anything!! Help me... Ugh!! A cockroach is crawling up here!!
Waaah..."
Sigh, what a silly girl, so much of her imagination. How can a plastic toy crawl? But hearing Yuhan
bumping around in the closet, I felt a pang of sympathy. After all, I'd be heartbroken if she got hurt.
So, I opened this little prison cell that had only been closed for less than an hour.
The moment I opened the closet door, holy crap! A cockroach bigger than my thumb flew out and
landed right on my face. It startled me. To be honest, even though I'm a grown man and not afraid of these
things, it still gave me goosebumps.
I shook my head, and the cockroach flew onto the bed. Then, I shook the sheet and
slammed it down with a slipper from the floor. That got rid of the disgusting thing. Looks like my aim isn't bad.
With a thud, Yuhan rolled out of the closet herself. Her head was all red from the bump. She was crying
so hard her face was a mess. This girl really is something else; she gets a runny nose as soon as she cries. Her whole face looked like a mess.
"Don't cry, the cockroach got flattened!" I picked up Yuhan, put her on the bed, wiped her nose
, tears, and drool with a tissue, and then stroked her head to comfort her.
"Waaah...waaah..." Yuhan didn't say a word, just kept sobbing.
"Okay! Yuhan, be good, don't cry." I squatted down, face to face with Yuhan, stroked her head, and kissed
her lips. "It's all over now."
"Mmm..." Yuhan softly hummed in agreement, saying nothing, just snuggling against me. To be honest,
I thought Yuhan would fuss for a while longer, but she was so well-behaved.
I simply held Yuhan in my arms, leaning against the headboard, enjoying this girl's dependence on me. It felt really
good. Yuhan's slightly sweaty fragrance wafted into my nose, making my heart flutter. Yuhan's
petite and lovely figure, her face etched with hurt, were now my precious darlings.
…
…
…
After Yuhan calmed down a bit, I pushed her away and laid her face down on the bed. While her eyes were still closed
, I secretly picked up the small plastic cockroach I had thrown in the cabinet and threw it away. If she saw me deliberately
using a cockroach to scare her, I wondered if she would really get angry. I didn't expect her to be so afraid of that thing.
"What's next?" Yuhan was almost half-drenched in sweat,
looking at me with tired eyes. "Do whatever you want." "
First, a kiss." I stroked Yuhan's head and gently kissed her forehead. To be honest, seeing her like this
, I felt a pang of heartache. "Whatever you want to play, I'll figure it out for you." Tell me. "
No!" Yuhan glared at me, pouting. "The ones I come up with myself aren't exciting enough."
"Then..." Actually, I had some ideas I wanted to try, but I was just too shy to ask.
"What are you talking about!" Yuhan was getting impatient. "Hurry up and come up with something interesting!"
"Okay!" Provoked by Yuhan like that, what was there to be shy about? I went for it. "Wait a minute."
With that, I ran back to my house, leaving Yuhan waiting alone.
...
...
...
In less than five minutes, I came back carrying a huge pile of props. Yuhan looked at me with wide eyes
, not understanding what I was up to. She just lay there, listlessly swinging her cute
little feet from side to side, staring at the things in my hands.
I turned my back to Yuhan, organized everything, and then placed it in different corners of the room.
Only then did I sit down next to Yuhan.
"I'm so bored!" Yuhan arched her back forcefully. "What are you doing?"
"Hehe." I took out two small metal boxes and placed them in front of Yuhan. "Look."
One silver box said "Reward," and the other gold box said "Punishment." I
could immediately feel Yuhan getting excited. She always wriggled her toes when she got excited.
"Tell me quickly," Yuhan looked at me with shining eyes. "You have to give me a surprise!"
"I placed six silver metal boxes in the room." I fiddled with the box that said "Reward.
" "Like this."
The box wasn't big, similar to a jewelry box, and it had a lock. The space inside wasn't large either, but it was just
enough to fit a pair of scissors.
"Mmm." Yuhan listened very attentively and looked very excited.
"I'll put the key to the first metal box in your hand. Then, you go find the box and unlock it. Then
you'll get another key, and use that key to find the next box and unlock it. After you open the last box
, you'll get a pair of scissors, and you must use the scissors to untie yourself."
"Mmm...!!" Yuhan didn't blink, she seemed very
interested in this game I had arranged.
"I won't tell you where the boxes are, you have to find them yourself. All the boxes are the same, and
you're not allowed to take any boxes with you, otherwise I'll lock you in the toilet."
"Ugh! Don't want to be locked in the toilet!" Yuhan shook her head vigorously, "It's so dirty!"
"Hmm." You'll have two hours. If you successfully untie yourself, you can open the reward box;
if you fail, you'll open the punishment box.
"Sigh." What's the reward? And what's the punishment?" Yuhan's eyes lit up, this girl seemed
impatient.
"They're all secrets." But one of them will make you... miserable...!" I kissed Yuhan's lips.
"How am I supposed to find the box?" Yuhan started fidgeting, eager to try.
"Crawl all over the house like a pack of wolves!" I said, lifting Yuhan off the bed. "An hour later,
I'll tie a rope around your thighs and toes, then tighten the rope connecting your hands and feet."
"You bad George, you stinky George! I love you to death!! You actually came up with such a thrilling idea…!" Yuhan
tilted her head back, pouting, "Let me kiss you!"
"Mwah..."
I kissed Yuhan on the lips, then slapped her on the bottom, set an alarm, and walked
away. I also signaled to Yuhan that she could start crawling.
Yuhan clutched the key tightly in her right hand, afraid of losing it. Then, swaying her body from side to side, she began her
journey of liberation.
Because Yuhan had her back to me when I put the box down, she basically didn't know its exact
location. But even though this girl is clumsy, she's not completely stupid. She pressed her face to the ground, first
searching for the box's location.
To be honest, seeing how agile Yuhan was, I actually regretted picking her up from the bed.
Letting her crawl down herself might have been more exciting, but oh well.
Soon, she made a move. Yuhan, panting, struggled to crawl towards the TV cabinet.
Next to the TV cabinet, Yuhan found the first box. To make it easier for Yuhan to unlock, I hadn't placed the box in a
particularly tricky spot. Yuhan was incredibly lucky; she succeeded on her one-in-sixth attempt. She successfully opened
the box and retrieved the second key.
Less than three minutes had passed. Yuhan looked at me with satisfaction and excitement, vigorously shaking her toes
to indicate her success. Then, just like when she spun around on the balcony, she bent her body, pushed off
with her knees, and turned 90 degrees.
"How about that?" Pretty amazing, right? "Yuhan glanced at me and even gave me a flirtatious wink. 'George, you're
too weak.'"
"Is that so?" Hearing Yuhan's provocation, I directly picked up the unused rope on the bed. "Let me show you
the power of an adult."
"What, what!" Yuhan immediately understood my intention and started twisting and turning on the ground. "It's only
just begun!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Don't move!"
In a short while, I had tied Yuhan's thighs tightly together, and her big toes were also tied together,
bound with a short rope, pulled over and tied to her wrists. The rope connecting her hands and feet was also tightened by about
15 centimeters. In this way, Yuhan's movement would be very difficult.
"Waaah... you stinky George, how could you do this! I can't move at all!" Yuhan's whole body
was basically arched up, and it would take a lot of effort to put her shoulders and knees on the ground at the same time. It would be very
difficult for Yuhan to get up.
"You'll be like this in an hour anyway, so I'll let you experience it first."
With that, I ignored her and jumped back onto the bed, looking down at the girl.
"I hate you!" Yuhan struggled to lift her shoulders, finally managing to move forward
a little. "You're so unruly!"
"Then...do you want me to loosen things up a bit?" I peered out, looking at Yuhan, who could only sway in place.
"Of course!" Yuhan looked aggrieved. "At least give me a little bit of mobility!"
"No problem."
I jumped off the bed and easily untied the ropes connecting Yuhan's hands and feet, as well as
the ropes connecting her toes and wrists. Before Yuhan could react, I picked her up, threw her onto the bed, and even untied her
thong.
Before Yuhan could scream, I pulled down her panties from under her skirt and shoved them into her mouth
. My first time being gagged! I was incredibly excited. After watching her for so long, how could I possibly hold back? I'd been wanting to take her right there and then for ages
!
With my pants pulled down to the thigh-high ropes, I laid Yuhan face up, lifting her legs
so they could rest on me. Yuhan kept biting her panties, saying "not bad." This sudden
change must have caught her off guard, but it was what she'd always wanted. I could see the
way Yuhan smiled as she bit her panties.
The moment I touched Yuhan, I could feel her wet body was already eager to get going.
And I, too, was passionately searching for that deep place.
The sparks that flew between us were simply the ultimate sensation. No wonder some say, "I envy not the immortals, but only
the loving couple." Especially when we had both reached the peak of our synchronized consciousness, Yuhan's moans, my vigorous efforts—
at that moment, I could deeply feel that we had both reached the highest point of our lives, and had soared to the heavens
.
After about 20 minutes of this battle… I finally stopped. Before Yuhan could say anything, I gently
wiped her body and then helped her put on her pants. Then, I ruthlessly threw her back on the ground and
bound her tightly again. Basically, just as tightly as before. However, to make it easier for her to move, I left her toes unbound
.
"You have a little over an hour left,"
I said smugly, looking at Yuhan. Her tired yet satisfied posture, her humiliated yet excited eyes, perfectly illustrated
Yuhan's current predicament.
"You bastard! You only know how to bully people!" Yuhan finally managed to squeeze out a few words, "I hate you so much
!"
"That's exactly what I meant!" I knelt down and kissed Yuhan's forehead. "I love you, Yuhan."
After saying that, I ignored her and continued to lie on the bed where we had just fought, enjoying this
feeling of supreme dominance. Yuhan, however, could only slowly embark on her frustrating yet exciting, yet anticipated journey…
Six or Seven
I don't know when I actually fell asleep, but before the alarm went off, I woke up
. Not naturally, but because I was hit by an unknown object.
I finally managed to open my eyes, and looked around. Strange, how come the pillow was on top of me? And the pillow should
n't be this heavy…
“Damn it…” I finally came to my senses. It turned out Yuhan was sitting on the pillow, and she had
completely untied the ropes binding her. “You jerk, you're crushing me!”
“I'm going to crush you!” Yuhan said, jumping up and down a few times. She really was going to make me vomit blood, but
thankfully this girl is light.
“Not bad, you actually managed to untie the ropes.” I checked the time; there was still about half an hour left.
“I'm exhausted, and you still dare to snore while you're asleep!” Yuhan forcefully threw the ropes at me.
"Get up quickly!"
"Okay!" I shifted my body. "Get down now!"
"..."

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