Policewoman's Account

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My name is Aliya, I'm 28 years old, 1.75 meters tall, and weigh 68 kilograms. I'm not fat at all, just very muscular. My breasts are particularly firm, accentuated by my high, full pectoral muscles. My colleagues jokingly call me a female Stallone.

I'm a female detective, and a deputy captain at that. This morning, I started my daily workout. I clasped my hands together, stretched them forward, raised them upward, and then pulled them backward until they were behind my back. Then I flipped them forward again, bringing them back to the front. My shoulder joints are very flexible. After preparing, I picked up my 30-kilogram dumbbells and did several sets of exercises as usual, followed by 100 push-ups before taking a shower.

My bathroom is large, with one wall entirely covered in mirrors. After showering, I carefully examined myself in the mirror. The woman in the mirror had a beautiful face, with well-defined features, a high nose, and slightly deep-set eyes, like a European. Her chestnut-colored hair was slightly wavy and draped over her shoulders. I have well-developed muscles, smooth and fair skin, and long, slender legs. When I exert myself, the outline of my muscles is faintly visible. My bare arms have slightly bulging deltoids and biceps, and my pectoral muscles are full and firm. The high bulge makes my round breasts even firmer. My buttocks are round and perky, and there is not a single pubic hair under my armpits or on my slightly raised mons pubis. In our culture, pubic hair is shaved after marriage. To avoid the trouble, I had my pubic hair and armpit hair removed completely with laser at the hospital long ago. Now, the skin under my armpits and on my lower abdomen is as delicate as a baby's skin.

My skin shone brightly, a slightly flushed white from the recent shower. I sprayed some CD perfume on my armpits and the sides of my neck, put on the bra and panties I'd worn the night before, and swayed from side to side in front of the mirror. The bra tightened around my breasts, lifting them and making them appear fuller, the cleavage incredibly alluring. I sprayed a little more perfume into the cleavage, stroked my bra a couple of times, and then pulled up the ribbons of my panties on my hips. I chose a blue sleeveless dress to wear over it and headed out to work.

Recently, drug use has become rampant in our city, especially since it's located on the border and transnational drug smuggling is rampant. To combat the rising drug-related crimes, the city bureau has formed an anti-drug team, drawing elite officers from various branches, to conduct plainclothes operations. My partner, Xiao Chen, and I are among them. Our surveillance point is the Border City Hotel, a huge market where all sorts of transactions take place daily, naturally attracting the attention of criminals. To facilitate surveillance, Xiao Chen and I pretended to apply for jobs at a foreign trade company. We were both selected and started working there as salespeople. Running around the market, no one suspected us, which was really convenient. Today was our sixth day there, and we hadn't found any clues yet.

When we arrived at the company, Xiao Chen was already there. She's my partner. Her original name was Chen Xiaojuan. Although she's a beautiful woman, she looks somewhat like a boy, so she changed her name to Chen Yanan. Today, she was wearing a black short-sleeved t-shirt, which was obviously a bit tight, making her chest appear high and revealing half of her belly. She wore extremely short denim shorts and leather slippers without shoes. Her arms and legs were tanned a golden brown, and her strong muscles showed her strength. She was 1.68 meters tall, with almost no fat on her body, all muscle. She loved sports and looked like a movie star. She had been my partner for two years, and we had solved many cases. No matter how vicious the criminal was, they had to obediently submit to our combined efforts.

The boss arrived; his surname was Ma. As soon as he entered, he said to us, "Shipping today. You two keep an eye on the inventory. Let's go."

We followed Boss Ma to a small warehouse. Inside, there were many pre-made woven bags, and workers were loading them onto the truck. Our task was to supervise the loading. I asked the boss, "Boss, what's this?"

"Blankets,"

he said, and walked away. I was puzzled. Blankets? Why are they so heavy? I went to the back of the truck, pulled out a bag, and opened it. Sure enough, it was blankets, but I smelled a sour odor. I opened the blanket and found a plastic bucket inside—glacial acetic acid! That's one of the raw materials for making methamphetamine. I quietly closed the bag and told Xiao Chen about the discovery. We were both immediately excited; this must be a big case!

After the inventory was completed and the truck loaded, we went back to the office. I was eager to report the discovery to the police and went out to make a call from a public phone. Xiao Chen stayed behind and chatted with Boss Ma.

I picked up the phone, but no one answered. I called again, still no answer. I put down the phone, feeling anxious, and decided to wait a while before calling again. Just then, I saw someone – the head of the local police station, Zhang Guoqiang. Afraid he'd recognize me, I turned away and walked towards my office. Xiao Chen looked at me questioningly. I shook my head and went over to sit next to her.

Boss Ma was on the phone, his expression growing increasingly grim. But after he hung up, his face immediately broke into a smile. He said to us, "You've worked hard today. I'll treat you to dinner. Let's go!" He then walked out. I figured the goods wouldn't leave anytime soon, and to avoid arousing suspicion, I followed Boss Ma into the car. There were two other men in the car, both with shifty eyes that made me uncomfortable. The car headed straight for the outskirts. I asked, "Boss, where are we going?" "A good place. You'll see when we get there. I guarantee you'll have a great time." The three men then started laughing strangely. I turned my head to look out the window, ignoring them. Let's see how long they can keep up this merriment.

We arrived at a building in a semi-rural area. Inside was a restaurant, but few people were eating. A few male waiters leaned lazily against the wall. Boss Ma said, "We'll use the private rooms upstairs." We headed upstairs. I glanced around and felt one of the waiters looked familiar, like I'd seen him somewhere before, but he didn't seem to notice me and turned to go into the back room.

The second floor had private rooms. A red carpet covered the central corridor, with closed doors on both sides. We entered the innermost room, a spacious dining area without windows, requiring artificial lighting even during the day. Boss Ma had Xiao Chen and me sit inside, while three men sat outside.

A waiter brought us chilled drinks and placed them in front of Xiao Chen and me. We both downed them in one gulp—so refreshing and comfortable! The waiter brought us a second drink, which we began to sip slowly. At the same time, I remembered that familiar waiter. Where had I seen him before? Suddenly, it dawned on me—I remembered! He was an extremely ruthless bandit, a robber and murderer. It had taken Xiao Chen and me a long time to find him. He lived in a remote, detached house. That night, we climbed over the wall into the courtyard. Hearing noises inside, I suddenly kicked the door open. Xiao Chen rushed in, pointing a gun inside. I turned on the light, and to our astonishment, a naked woman was straddling the assailant. The man we were trying to arrest was also lying naked on the bed. Seeing us, he only gave a helpless, bitter smile. The expected fierce resistance didn't occur, because the assailant was already tightly bound with a long nylon rope. All we had to do was carry him to the police car. The woman resisted fiercely, refusing to let us take her man away. We had no choice but to tie her up naked and stuff her mouth with a man's underwear. At the police station, under our factory's strict interrogation, he confessed to all his crimes. Then he was transferred to the detention center.

How did he end up here? He should have been executed long ago. Our situation was dire; if he recognized us, a fierce battle was inevitable.

I quietly unbuttoned my dress under the table, all the way up to my waist, so my legs wouldn't be obstructed if we started fighting. I completely forgot that I was practically naked underneath.

Finally, the waiter came in, carrying not the dishes we had ordered, but several ropes. He smiled and said to me, "Captain, it's been a while. Shouldn't I serve you two now? Who should I tie up first?" Xiao Chen and I both stood up abruptly, but I realized I had no strength left in my body. They had drugged my drinks!

Xiao Chen drank more beverages than I did, and she couldn't even stand up anymore. The two men who came with us grabbed my arms from both sides to make me stand. Boss Ma grabbed Xiao Chen and stripped her upper body naked. Xiao Chen's face turned bright red, but she could only struggle weakly. Boss Ma and the male waiter used hemp rope to tightly bind Xiao Chen's hands behind her back, then wrapped the rope around her chest, tying it twice above and below her breasts to make them appear more prominent. After tying her up, they used the remaining hemp rope to continue downwards, removing Xiao Chen's lower body clothing. Shorts and underwear revealed Xiao Chen's pretty lower abdomen. Her abdomen was flat and smooth, with thick, dark pubic hair growing on her mons pubis. Due to frequent swimming and sunbathing, the outlines of her white bra and panties were visible on her naked body. Boss Ma tied a large knot in the rope, making it just below Xiao Chen's clitoris. He carefully used both hands to spread Xiao Chen's legs, then parted her labia, exposing her clitoris. He then aligned the knot with her clitoris, pulled it in, and lifted the rope end backward. Xiao Chen let out a groan. Boss Ma said to me triumphantly:

"Captain, look how comfortably we've tied up your men! It'll be your turn soon, just wait and enjoy."

I struggled, but I was too weak, so I stopped helplessly. The men holding me on both sides started to get restless. One by one, they unbuttoned the remaining buttons on my dress, making the front of my dress completely open, revealing the flesh-colored silk bra I was wearing underneath. Suddenly, I felt my strength return to my body. The anesthetic wore off. I bent forward forcefully, then elbowed the man on my right in the stomach. He groaned and fell down. I then used a back sling to throw the man on my left against the wall.

I jumped up, kicking Mr. Ma and the male waiter to the ground, and grabbed Xiao Chen as we ran outside. But the four men stood up again and pounced on us. Xiao Chen's hands were tied, and there was no chance of winning a fight. Xiao Chen yelled at me, "Run! I'll cover you! I'll hold the door! You run!" Only then did I rush towards the door, but the collar of my dress was grabbed from behind. I couldn't let them catch me. If I could just get out of the private room and run downstairs, I would be saved. I struggled desperately forward, my arms outstretched, and then I heard a ripping sound—my dress was ripped off. The guy who grabbed it fell flat on his back. I finally got out of the private room. In front of me was a long corridor. I kicked off my shoes and ran barefoot down the corridor.

Why was this corridor so long? I passed by a series of closed doors, having already run more than halfway down the corridor, when suddenly a rope stretched out from the carpet, tripping my ankle. I fell hard, sliding forward along the carpet. I tried to get up and run again, but despair struck me. The rope that had tripped me wrapped around my ankles, tightening, tightening, and then my legs were pinned down. The rope began to wrap around a second time, a third time, and then knotted, binding my ankles so tightly that I lost the ability to move. But I still tried to crawl forward with my hands, twisting and turning my body desperately, trying to incline forward. But then a knee as hard as iron struck my lower back, making me gasp in pain.

A hand grabbed my right hand, twisted it forcefully behind my back, and lifted it upwards without mercy until my right hand touched the back of my head. His strength was astonishing; the lift made my shoulder joint ache so much that I couldn't resist. He tied my right thumb with a shoelace. I knew he wanted to bind me in a position called "Guan Yu carrying a large sword," where my right hand is behind my back and lifted upwards behind my head—that's how my right hand is bound now. Then he pulled my left hand over my left shoulder to the back of my head and tied both thumbs together with the shoelace. The characteristic of this binding method is that it uses very little string, like a shoelace, to... A person's upper body is completely immobilized, and their body is exposed to the maximum extent, making it easier for the binder to humiliate the bound person. Now, seeing that I was about to become that bound person, I was determined not to let him bind and humiliate me in this way, so I stretched my left hand forward forcefully to prevent him from reaching it. But at this moment, my ankles were tied up, and a pair of feet stood in front of me. The owner of the feet bent down, grabbed my left hand, and pulled it from my left shoulder to the back of my head. Because of the pain and helplessness, I let out a sigh. I was now a prisoner. They tied my thumbs together. I was still bound in the position I least wanted to be bound.

They pulled me to my feet, and when I looked, I realized there were five people binding me. No wonder I had no chance to resist. The two men in waiters' uniforms who pulled the rope and tripped me were the ones who tied my ankles together. The thug I caught last time was the one who used his knee to press against my lower back and twist my right hand behind my head. Boss Ma, he pulled my left hand behind my head, and finally they finished binding me. One of the men who came with me pressed down on my buttocks with both hands, which greatly reduced my writhing and made it easier for them to tie me up.

Since they pulled me up and made me stand on the ground, the five men stared in disbelief, as if they'd been electrocuted. Looking down at myself, I realized why. In the fierce struggle, my bra had slipped down, completely exposing my right breast and most of my left. My flesh-colored silk panties were barely even panties; they were just a few ribbons with a tiny patch of fabric, no bigger than half my palm, at my pubic area. From behind, I was practically naked. Now, due to the struggle, the ribbons on my left hip had slipped down, and my panties had fallen to my knees. Only because my ankles were tied together did they stay on. My clean genitals were completely exposed to these criminals. I was practically naked. A nameless sorrow filled me. I knew that Xiao Chen and I couldn't escape the fate of being raped and humiliated. Now, all we could do was endure, and endure some more.

The thug used his right shoulder to press against my abdomen, grabbed my thighs with both hands, and lifted me up. He held my legs tightly to his chest, and my upper body slumped limply behind him. He walked back, and at the very back there was a hidden staircase. Going down the stairs, following behind him was Xiao Chen, who was being held tightly by two men. Xiao Chen's walking posture was strange; she squeezed her legs tightly together. Ah, I understood. When they tied her up, they tied a large knot at her clitoris. Every time she walked, the knot stimulated her clitoris, making her feel waves of desire. Strangely, I also felt waves of desire rising within me. I had to suppress it and not let these bad guys succeed.

(II) Naked and tightly bound, the guy carrying me kept touching my buttocks with his hands. To make matters worse, he pulled my underwear, which was originally at the knees, down to my ankles and hung it on the rope binding my feet. His hands went straight between my legs, reaching down along my buttocks and rubbing against my vulva. I felt unbearably hot all over, and my lower body became increasingly wet, making me very embarrassed. The stairs descended several times, leading to the basement, a large, windowless hall. A thick steel beam hung from the ceiling, fitted with pulleys from which ropes dangled to the floor. Against the wall was a vertical steel pipe, about ten centimeters in diameter. The thug placed me in front of this pipe, forcing me to stand with my back against it. He then bound my hands to the pipe with a thin rope, in a "Guan Yu carrying a large sword" position. The excess rope tightened around my neck, making it slightly difficult to breathe.

At the same time, Boss Ma pulled Xiao Chen under the pulleys and tied the rope from the pulleys to Xiao Chen's wrists, which were bound behind his back. Then, the thug brought out a hemp rope about the thickness of a little finger. He folded the rope in half, carefully making both sides the same length, and looped the middle of the rope behind my neck, tying a knot in front of my neck. He then pulled it down along the midline of my body, tying a second knot below my breasts and a third near my navel. I wondered what he was going to do.

When the fourth knot was tied, I understood. The fourth knot was larger, pressing right on my clitoris. Tightening it gave me a strong stimulation. The rope passed between my legs, tightened in my buttocks, and tied a knot at the back. As the assailant passed the rope between my legs, his right hand reached into my inner thigh from the front, while his left hand forcefully reached into my inner thigh from behind. After receiving the rope, he tightened it with his left hand and aligned the knot on my clitoris with his right. While tying the knot at the back, he was in front of me, his hands around my waist. After tying the knot, he pulled the rope ends to both sides, passing them through the two ropes pointing downwards in the middle of my abdomen, pulling them taut in both directions, crossing them behind my back, then back to the front, passing them through the two ropes in the middle again, pulling them taut in both directions, crossing them again behind my back, and then tightly binding my breasts twice, above and below.

I looked down; my breasts, tightly bound by the rope, appeared even rounder and firmer, exceptionally beautiful and sexy.

Throughout the entire binding process, the pleasure within me was overwhelming. I felt the ropes digging into my genitals were soaked.

After binding my upper body, it was time to bind my legs. The thug bent down, untied the ropes around my ankles, and pulled down my underwear. He wiped my underwear on my vaginal opening, then shamelessly smelled it, and leaned close to me, saying, "I didn't expect Captain to be so horny, you're all wet. Someone will come to serve you in a bit, you'll be happy."

My legs were free at this point, and I suddenly kicked him hard in the stomach. He wasn't expecting it and was kicked back a few steps. Xiao Chen was standing right behind him, and Xiao Chen kicked him back. I kicked him again, and he fell to the ground at Xiao Chen's feet. They all backed away from me. Chen kicked and stomped at the man lying in front of her. Several criminals rushed forward to try and subdue Chen, but Chen was known for her powerful kicks. The men were kicked around and staggered. However, the thug was cunning. He grabbed the rope of the pulley and pulled hard. As the rope gradually shortened, Chen's range of motion became smaller and smaller. Finally, she could only stand on her tiptoes. Her hands were behind her back, suspended upwards by the rope. Almost all of her weight was concentrated on the rope on her wrists. Due to the pain, she tried to alleviate the pain in her wrists by desperately stretching her legs downwards and using her toes to distribute her body weight. Due to the effort, her bare big toes turned white.

The thugs approached Xiao Chen from behind, grabbed her waist, and immediately shouted, "Quick, give me a rope!

I want to make this little bitch feel good!" They brought a rope and began to tie Xiao Chen's legs. They bent her legs until her heels touched her buttocks, then tightly bound her thighs and calves together. After tying them, they tied a long rope to her feet, threw the end of the rope over the iron beam, and pulled it upwards. Xiao Chen was now suspended like a child being held up by an adult to urinate, her legs spread apart and pressed against her chest, her buttocks just reaching her thighs. She was suspended in the air by only three ropes, completely unable to resist.

Five men surrounded me. This time they were smarter; they approached me from the side, grabbed my legs, and the thugs brought out a weightlifting barbell, which looked to weigh several tens of kilograms. They placed it at my feet, spreading my legs wide apart and binding my feet to the ends of the barbell, exposing my genitals completely. The weight of the barbell made it impossible for my legs to move. I stood there in the most humiliating position: my back against a steel pipe, my neck tied to the pipe with a thin rope, my left arm raised but my left forearm bent backward to the limit behind my head, my right arm behind my back, also pulled up to the limit, a thin shoelace binding my thumbs together, my body bound with a hemp rope in a grid pattern, each rope digging into my flesh, my lower body constricted by knotted hemp rope, which was now soaked with sweat. My legs were spread apart and tied to a barbell weighing several tens of kilograms, and I couldn't move at all.

(III) After they tied me up, they rushed towards Xiao Chen. Five pairs of men's hands roamed all over Xiao Chen's body. The thugs began to play with Xiao Chen's genitals with their fingers. They first played with her pubic hair, then used their fingers to spread her labia and expose her clitoris. They slowly rubbed Xiao Chen's clitoris with their index finger, while their middle finger was placed on Xiao Chen's vaginal opening and slowly made circles. They then pinched Xiao Chen's already erect clitoris with two fingers. Xiao Chen closed her eyes in disgust. I knew that Xiao Chen hated men extremely. She only liked women. She was very disgusted by men's touch. She had never been seen naked by a man before, let alone been stripped naked, tied up, and played with by a man. But Xiao Chen could not resist and could only let them do as they pleased. Boss Ma was behind Xiao Chen, stroking Xiao Chen's buttocks, and inserted his right middle finger into Xiao Chen's anus. Xiao Chen shuddered and opened her eyes to struggle, but could only shake her head.

Two men were fondling her breasts, one on each side. They pinched her nipples with their fingers, licked the areolas around them, and even put them in their mouths, teasing and sucking them with their tongues, gently biting them with their teeth. One of them even held her left foot in his hands, smelling and kissing it repeatedly, licking every crevice between her toes and sucking on each one. I was aroused. Xiao Chen

is the woman I love most. She's been with me ever since we became partners. I remember our first time was in the police station's bathhouse. There were only two women in the station, so it was just the two of us showering. It was after work, and the station was quiet. We were enjoying the hot shower in the bathhouse. That day, Xiao Chen made me lie face down on the bench so she could scrub my back. I lay on top of her, eyes closed, as she gently scrubbed my back. I felt incredibly comfortable. She then told me not to move, to stay there and wait for her. A few seconds later, she returned, rinsed me with water, and began applying shower gel. She gently lathered my back, buttocks, thighs, calves, and feet. The smooth gel and Xiao Chen's hands gave me a strange feeling. When Xiao Chen's hands reached the inside of my thighs, I felt a surge of energy rise from between my thighs, like an electric current. At that moment, she grabbed my hands and pulled them behind my back, just like when we tie up prisoners. But Xiao Chen was very gentle. I didn't know what she was going to do, but I let her be. It wasn't until I heard a click that I realized my hands were handcuffed behind my back by Xiao Chen. Before I could even turn over, Xiao Chen immediately straddled my back. She pinned my legs down with her body and handcuffed another pair of cuffs to my ankles. I asked her, "What are you going to do?" She smiled and said, "Every time we catch criminals, you're the one who ties them up. I've almost forgotten how to tie people up. Today I'm going to tie you up, okay, sister?" "Okay what? You've already handcuffed me, why are you asking!"

Only then did I notice that several long hemp ropes were already laid out on the bathhouse floor. "Where did these come from?" I asked. "They're from those criminals we just met. Let me have some fun!" She began to tie me up from head to toe. The rope was draped over her shoulders, passed under her armpits, wrapped around her arms a few times, and tied a knot at her wrists. The end of the rope was passed through the rope behind her neck, and she pulled it down, lifting my hands behind my neck. She tied another knot, then bound my body, crossing it in front of my breasts, and pulled it back, binding my upper body so I couldn't move at all.

"Good! Well done! I didn't expect you to be so skilled at tying people up. From now on, let's tie up criminals together." I praised her. But she showed no intention of untying me. Instead, she took another rope and began binding my legs. She brought my legs together and tightly bound them from my ankles to my knees, rendering me completely immobile. She rolled me over and made me lie on a bench, applying shower gel to my front. My body began to react to her touch, waves of electric shock-like sensations making me writhe uncontrollably. Sensing my agitation, Xiao Chen rinsed off the shower gel with water, straddled me, and began kissing my breasts, nipples, chest, abdomen, thighs, and calves. She licked my clitoris with her tongue while inserting her fingers into my vagina, thrusting and rotating. She untied the rope binding my legs and rubbed her clitoris against mine, reaching orgasm simultaneously with me. It was the first time I had experienced being raped by a woman—it felt so good, so comfortable. From then on, we frequently made love at my house. When my husband was away on business, Xiao Chen would stay at my house, and I would be tightly bound all night, played with until I reached multiple orgasms and was completely exhausted. Xiao Chen's favorite thing to do was to hang me upside down with my legs spread apart and my head just touching the ground. This way, my genitals were completely exposed. She would straddle my legs and rub her genitals against mine. I know that in ancient books, this kind of play is called "mirror polishing." Sometimes she would insert a double-headed dildo into my vagina, with the other end being her own penis.

So when I saw Xiao Chen being played with by five men at the same time, and heard her moans, I felt extremely angry and also had a strong desire.

At this moment, the thug could no longer restrain himself. He stripped off all his clothes, revealing his strong muscles and his already erect penis, a huge, hard, vein-filled rod. He knelt in front of Xiao Chen, spread her labia majora and minora with his hands, revealing her pink clitoris, and began to lick it with his tongue. He licked Xiao Chen's clitoris and labia majora and minora forcefully, licking up and down, and flicking Xiao Chen's clitoris back and forth with his tongue, until a large amount of love juice flowed from Xiao Chen's vaginal opening. He himself could no longer restrain himself. His penis became thick and hard. He placed it in front of Xiao Chen's vaginal opening, aimed, and thrust it in all the way. Because Xiao Chen was hanging at a height where her vaginal opening was just at thigh level, the thug could easily slide in without much effort.

Xiao Chen began to struggle violently, twisting her body desperately, but it was all in vain, only adding to the perpetrator's pleasure. The perpetrator remained still, thrusting his lower body upwards with force, enjoying Xiao Chen's struggles. Under Xiao Chen's intense struggles, the perpetrator ejaculated, his body twitched a few times, and then he left Xiao Chen. At the same time, Boss Ma also took off his clothes, revealing a body of fat. What surprised me was that Boss Ma was tall and strong, but his genitals were surprisingly small. Even now, when erect, they were only the length of a finger, and only about the size of my thumb, though a bit thicker. Boss Ma rubbed his little guy against Xiao Chen's vaginal opening, forcefully inserted it, thrusting in and out a few times, and then pulled it out. His little guy was covered in Xiao Chen's love juice and the perpetrator's semen. He moved behind Xiao Chen, hugged her waist from behind, and suddenly forcefully shoved his little penis straight into Xiao Chen's anus, because his penis was covered in... It was covered in slippery liquid, so it went in effortlessly. Luckily, his penis was small, and Xiao Chen could handle it. But then another guy went in front of her, and she couldn't help but cry out. I felt sorry for her and started cursing, "You animals! Stop! Let her go! If you've got the guts, come at me! Come on! Come and fuck me! Come and fuck me! You bastards!"

The thug came in front of me, standing naked against me, his belly pressed against my abdomen. I could feel his hard penis pressed against my belly, wet and covered in Xiao Chen's love juice.

The thug was only slightly taller than me, but because my legs were spread apart and tied to the barbell, I appeared shorter than usual. He slightly bent his legs and pressed his pubic bone against mine. I could feel his pubic hair rubbing against my smooth mons pubis, a tingling sensation. He used both hands to spread the rope binding my vaginal opening, and his penis lay flat on it. He didn't insert it, but just rubbed it back and forth at the vaginal opening, making me increasingly anxious. I wanted to clamp his penis, but because my legs were spread apart and tied, I couldn't exert any force. I yelled, "Bastard! Insert it! Hurry up and insert it! See how I deal with you animals, you scum, in the future!" The thug just laughed and said to me, "Save your breath. Someone will serve you in a moment. You've already been reserved. I'm just teasing you now." After saying that, he turned and walked away.

Over there, Xiao Chen had already been raped by three men from the front. Boss Ma had also ejaculated inside Xiao Chen's anus. The only man who hadn't raped Xiao Chen had already licked all of Xiao Chen's feet. Now he was licking upwards along Xiao Chen's legs. The thugs came in from outside, bringing some thin ropes and several cans of drinks. I immediately knew what they were going to do. They lowered Xiao Chen's legs and then hoisted them behind her. Xiao Chen was hanging in the air, face down and back up, her legs bent backwards, pressed against her buttocks, lying flat in the air. The thugs tightly tied the thin ropes to the base of Xiao Chen's erect nipples, and then tied a can of drink to the other end of the rope. The drinks fell straight down, one can of drink on each of her nipples.

Xiao Chen frowned and gritted her teeth, enduring immense pain. At that moment, the man who had been licking her toes inserted his penis into her body. He stood behind her, between her legs, which were spread wide and suspended in mid-air. He then grabbed her buttocks and began to thrust back and forth. Because Xiao Chen was suspended, he could easily shake her body, and the two cans of beverages hanging from her nipples swung rapidly with the rhythm of his movements. Xiao Chen's moans grew louder and louder, eventually turning into howls, first short cries and then... With a long howl, the thug said triumphantly to Xiao Chen, "Do you remember when you tied my penis? This is revenge. Beg me and I'll untie it for you."

Xiao Chen spat at him. He laughed, moved a chair, and sat down in front of Xiao Chen. "Let's see how long you can stay hard!" Xiao Chen's penis also ejaculated, and the violent shaking stopped. I breathed a sigh of relief; her pain could lessen a little. But pain is pain. Xiao Chen's breathing gradually became heavier, and sweat seeped from all over her body. Sweat dripped from her chin onto the ground, and the sweat quickly soaked through the ropes binding her body.

I shouted, "Please, let her go! I beg you!" The thug was unmoved: "Let her beg herself! She's the one who tied me up!" I yelled at Xiao Chen, "Speak up! Don't hold back now! Talk now!"

Xiao Chen finally said in a weak voice, "Please, spare me!" The thug seemed very happy. He put Xiao Chen down. Because her legs were folded and bound backward, Xiao Chen could only kneel on the ground. The two cans of drinks also fell to the ground. The thug pulled the chair forward, right in front of Xiao Chen. He sat on the chair with his legs spread apart, and Xiao Chen knelt between his legs. He pulled Xiao Chen's hair and placed her chin on the chair between his legs. His genitals were right in front of Xiao Chen's mouth. "Make me happy with your mouth, and I'll take the drinks off you, quick!" As soon as Xiao Chen hesitated, he immediately slapped her across the face, then bent down and slapped her buttocks several times. The crisp sound echoed in the basement, and a red blush immediately appeared on Xiao Chen's buttocks.

Xiao Chen stubbornly turned her head to the side, resolutely refusing to put the thug's penis in her mouth. The thug raised his hand again. "Stop!" I couldn't help but shout. The thug turned to look at me: "What?" "I'll give you oral sex. Put your penis in my mouth and spare her." "No! If she can't please me with her mouth today, I'll pierce your nipples with a needle! What? My Miss Chen? Will you suck or not?" "I'll suck, I'll suck." Xiao Chen said softly with tears in her eyes. I knew she was trying to spare me suffering. I really wanted to do something for her, but I was completely naked, my arms were tightly bound in a position like Guan Yu carrying a big sword, my body was bound front and back, my breasts were bound up and down, even my clitoris was bound with hemp rope, my legs were spread apart, standing there in the most humiliating position. Not to mention helping Xiao Chen, I myself had become a toy for these thugs to play with.

With tears in her eyes, Xiao Chen took the assailant's penis into her mouth. The assailant grabbed Xiao Chen's hair and pressed her head down, shoving his thick, long, and hard penis into her throat. Xiao Chen choked and tried to pull her head back, but the assailant pressed her head down again. Xiao Chen had no choice but to keep his penis in her mouth, stroking it with her lips and licking his urethra with her tongue, then licking around the glans before taking it back in. She kept stroking it, sucking it in forcefully, then squeezing it out. She did this several times, then licked it a few more times. At first, Xiao Chen struggled, but as the assailant began to groan, she became more and more serious about giving him oral sex. Gradually, the assailant... Chen's body stiffened, and he quickened the speed and force of his mouth on the penis. Suddenly, the assailant grabbed Chen's hair and pressed down hard, rendering Chen unable to move. The thick, hard penis was inserted into his mouth all the way to his throat. The penis throbbed and spewed out streams of hot, sticky semen, which shot straight into Chen's throat. Caught off guard and with his mouth full of the penis, Chen had difficulty breathing and had no choice but to swallow all the semen. The assailant laughed gleefully, thrusting his penis in and out of Chen's mouth a few more times before pulling it out. He then squatted down and untied the two cans of beverages tied to Chen's nipples.

(IV) The man who was supposed to help me escape the tiger's den arrived, much to my surprise. He was a policeman, and one I knew—Zhang Guoqiang, one of our police station chiefs. He had previously been a criminal investigator and had even taught us at the police academy. He was skilled with ropes, and the prisoners were terrified of being tied up by him, earning him the nickname "Zhang the Rope." No matter how fierce a prisoner was, once he tied them up, they would beg for mercy. The only difference was how long they could hold out. He taught us how to successfully tie up prisoners when they resisted strongly, especially in one-on-one situations. He showed us how to make the bound person feel the greatest pain. During the demonstration, he chose me as the imposter prisoner. He was going to demonstrate how to tie me up in front of everyone. That day, I inadvertently wore a white, tight-fitting tank top that exposed my midriff, and a matching tight-fitting miniskirt that barely covered my buttocks. It clung tightly to my round buttocks. To make matters worse, I wasn't wearing a bra that day; I had only worn the tank top after waking up that morning.

I stepped forward and stood at the front of the line, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness, unsure of what it would be like. I'd forgotten how revealing my clothes were.

Zhang Guoqiang folded a hemp rope in half and tied a knot in the middle, creating a small loop. He told me to put my hair up, exposing my neck, and then said, "Everyone watch closely, we're starting now!"

He placed the loop behind my neck and told me to raise my arms. As I raised my arms, my tight-fitting vest rode up even higher, almost revealing my chest. I realized then that I was dressed too scantily and too revealingly. I wanted him to switch me, but he had already deftly passed the rope under my armpits, wrapped it around my outstretched arms several times, and tied a tight knot at my wrists. I missed my chance to ask him to switch, so I had to let him continue tying me up.

He told me to put my arms behind my back. When the rope was wrapped around my arms, I didn't feel anything, but when I did, as he instructed, because the muscles in my arms were more tense than when they were outstretched, I could clearly feel the pressure of each loop of rope on my skin. It felt quite stimulating. He threaded the two ends of the rope through the loop behind my neck, turned his body, placed the rope on his own shoulders, and pulled downwards, hoisting my hands up to the back of my neck. Not satisfied, he continued to bend forward, lifting me back to back. He bounced me a few times, making my hands even more... He moved upwards, closer to the back of my head. As he did this, I felt the ropes under my armpits and on my arms tighten, digging deep into my flesh. But I didn't feel pain; instead, I felt a strange sensation I had never felt before. I didn't know it was pleasure because it was the first time I had been tied up. I didn't know I was going to be bound countless times by men and women in various positions. All I thought about was that I would be binding all sorts of men and women countless times. Just imagining how I would bind them excited me.

He put me down, placed the backs of my hands, which were hanging behind my neck, together, and tied my wrists tightly together with rope. After tying them, he tightened the rope between my wrists, leaving my hands with no room to move. He pushed me around, turning me around so everyone could see and feel the tightness of the ropes and the condition of my arms. The male students only looked at my stomach and touched my exposed skin. I regretted wearing so little.

Zhang Guoqiang crossed the rope across my chest again, tightening it to make my breasts thrust forward even more. "Now you're all tied up!" he announced. "Now you can practice freely, two people per group, tie each other up. Try to get a feel for it, go!" Everyone left, but I was still standing there, waiting for him to untie me. However, he showed no intention of doing so. He told me to follow him into an office. "I'll teach you how to finish the bindings."

He laid me face up on the desk, pulling my white, cropped, tight-fitting tank top up to my armpits, completely exposing my upper body. Because of the tight rope binding my chest, my breasts... My nipples became strangely hard. He started tying my ankles with a rope, working his way up to my thighs. When he tied my calves, he made me bend my legs to relax my muscles, causing my tight miniskirt to ride up to my waist, revealing my small white thong. The thong was so small that my thick pubic hair peeked out from the sides. At that time, I wasn't married yet, and I hadn't removed my pubic and armpit hair. His eyes were fixed on my inner thighs, his hands constantly pushing my skirt up until it reached my waist. He tied the rope from my ankles to my inner thighs, binding me so tightly that I couldn't move at all. To exaggerate, I could only move my eyeballs freely. My entire body was almost completely naked, with only a little fabric under my armpits on my upper body and a tiny thong that barely covered my pubic hair on my lower body.

He took another rope and tied me tightly to the desk. Then he sat down, drank tea, and smoked. I lay on the desk, my hands numb from being pressed against my back. The ropes around my body felt tighter and tighter, and that inexplicable feeling grew stronger. I was eager for Zhang Guoqiang to continue toying with me. The feeling was more intense when he tied me up, but it wasn't bad now either. A faint pleasure surged through my body. An hour, two hours, the whole afternoon passed like this. Zhang Guoqiang didn't make any further moves. What did I expect him to do? Unbelievable.

He actually wanted to hear me beg for mercy. No one could endure being tied up for more than an hour without begging for mercy. I had endured for four hours without begging, which surprised him. He didn't know I was enjoying it.

He untied the ropes binding me, starting with my legs, then my upper body. As he loosened my torso, he first untied the knots, then lowered my hands halfway down from behind my neck, paused, and then released them completely. After lowering them all the way, he forcefully kneaded my arms with his large hands. Because the ropes had been tied so tightly and for so long, he was afraid of injuring my arms if he suddenly released them. Suddenly, I felt a jolt, like an electric shock, surging violently from my lower body and disappearing deep into my abdomen. This feeling was so intense, lasting for a full half minute, that I couldn't help but cry out. Involuntarily, I turned around, clamping my legs together and stretching them out forcefully, pressing my chest and abdomen against Zhang Guoqiang's body, especially my lower abdomen, pressing hard against his. I felt something hard pressing against my lower body through his pants, which felt good.

He held me without a word, and after I calmed down, he continued to untie me. When he had completely untied me, I realized that my clothes were soaked, and my little triangle underwear was so wet that I thought I had peed.

I returned to the dormitory weakly, completely exhausted, but feeling very relaxed and comfortable. If being tied up felt like this, I would want to be tied up by Zhang every day. I wonder why those prisoners were afraid of being tied up by him? Later, I heard that when he was tying up a female prisoner, her exaggerated moans aroused his lust, and he raped her. He was reported to the authorities, dismissed from his post, and sent to the police station to start over. Because of his strong abilities, he became the station chief again in just a few years.

Now, this Zhang Guoqiang stands before me. Judging from the fear the bandits show him, he must be a leader. He stands before me, caressing my naked body. I can't help but tremble, and pleasure begins to rise again between my legs. My vaginal fluids are already dripping onto the ground. How strange! He's clearly an enemy. I should hate him! What's wrong with me? I've lost my composure in front of an enemy, but I can't control myself. What should I do? Let it be. Rather than forcing myself and letting the enemy laugh at me, I should relax, stop thinking about anything, treat the enemy as a man, and enjoy their service. Once I've figured this out, I feel much more relaxed.

When Zhang Guoqiang licked my left armpit with his tongue, I let out a blissful sigh. It felt so good. I closed my eyes and felt the tingling, slightly itchy sensation as his tongue licked my armpit. This sensation even radiated down to my genitals, causing my love juices to flow out faster. Waves of pleasure surged through my body. His tongue licked from my left armpit to my breasts and nipples. He put my nipple in his mouth and gently bit it with his teeth. I was going crazy; I was on the verge of exploding. He was still slowly licking my abdomen and navel. Finally, he licked my genitals. He sat on the barbell between my legs, his mouth level with my pubic bone. He held my buttocks with both hands and licked my clitoris with his tongue, licking the inside of my labia. He even teased my urethra with his tongue. He gently bit my clitoris with his teeth. The intense stimulation made me unable to hold back my urine. A stream of urine sprayed into Zhang Guoqiang's mouth and face. But he didn't back down. He grabbed my buttocks and pressed them tightly against his face. His tongue was still swirling inside my vagina, letting my urine flow over his face. Some of the liquid even rushed into his mouth and he swallowed it.

I also reached orgasm, but this time it was unusually intense, unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. I almost fainted, my mind went blank, and my body convulsed for over a minute. He still didn't stop, continuing to lick my clitoris. Just as my arousal subsided, he aroused me again. The intense desire made me scream, "Zhang Guoqiang! You bastard! Hurry up, you son of a bitch!" He untied my feet, lifting my right leg until it was pressed against my body and tied tightly. Now I was standing on one leg, my right leg tightly bound to my body, sole facing upwards. This method of leg binding is called "upward kick."

I was now firmly bound using two methods: Guan Yu carrying a broadsword and upward kick. Fortunately, my joints and ligaments are very flexible, so I didn't feel any discomfort, only a slight numbness in my left arm from carrying the broadsword for so long.

Zhang Guoqiang came in front of me, stripped off all his clothes, revealing his strong muscles and his large penis, which had been erect for a long time, with bulging veins and a layer of secretion on the glans. He hugged me tightly, including my tightly bound right thigh, and used his mouth to search for me. I couldn't move, letting him gently bite my lips. His breath blew on my face, and he forcefully thrust his tongue into my mouth, searching for my tongue, moving it up and down, licking every inch of my... He kissed my mouth, cheeks, eyes, and nose. He held my right leg, which was tightly bound to my body, and licked the back of it. At the same time, his left hand caressed the sole of my right foot, and his penis was already pressed against my clitoris. He gently moved, then increased the force, slowly inserting his penis all the way into my vagina. I clenched my sphincter muscles tightly, focusing on the friction. His right hand kept stroking my left armpit, and his penis kept rubbing against the inner walls of my vagina. I reached another orgasm. After my spasms subsided, he took me off the iron post. He untied my thumbs and put my hands behind my back. He tied my wrists together with a short rope. Although it was still binding, this position was much more comfortable.

He made me kneel on the ground and forced his penis, still covered in my vaginal fluid, into my mouth. He thrust in and out of my mouth and then ejaculated. He held my head so I couldn't move, and all his semen shot into my mouth. I shook my head violently, breaking free from his grasp and spitting out the mouthful of semen. He didn't seem to care. He pulled me to a long bench and made me kneel on it, tying my legs to the bench legs and my knees to the bench seat. I knelt on the bench, and he forced me to kneel with my buttocks facing up and my face against the bench. He started inserting his fingers into my anus, first my little finger, then my ring finger, then my middle and index fingers. I felt a strong urge to defecate. Finally, he forced his penis into my anus. I felt a tearing pain, but it didn't rupture. I knew it was because he had dilated it with his fingers first; otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to bear it.

I turned my head to look at Xiao Chen. She was still being raped. She had lost the strength to struggle or scream. She lay there mechanically, experiencing each orgasm. Her hair was soaked with sweat, as if she had been washed. Her legs had been spread open, but her upper body was still tightly bound. "I'm thirsty, give me some water." "Sure! We'll have some tea." Several penises were thrust in front of Xiao Chen. One of the men pried open her mouth, while another urinated into it. Xiao Chen struggled desperately, but she was immediately subdued because her upper body was tightly bound and she couldn't move at all. They tied her legs together tightly and continued to urinate into her mouth. After all five men had finished urinating, Xiao Chen's stomach was bloated, and she gagged with her mouth open. The five men had already left.

Zhang Guoqiang thrust in and out of my anus. I clenched my anus, and slowly I felt some pleasure. With his powerful thrusts, I reacted again. I focused my attention on my clitoris and anus, closing my eyes to feel the moving object inside. The lust originating from my anus quickly enveloped my entire body. At the same time as Zhang ejaculated, I reached orgasm again, surprising myself with my own abilities. I didn't know anal orgasms were possible.

He pulled his penis out of my anus, let out a long sigh, and moved in front of me, making me lick it clean. It was wet, and I didn't hesitate to put it in my mouth. It had a slightly astringent taste. As I licked it, he became erect again. He pulled me up and stood behind me. I straightened up and knelt. My hands, which were tied behind my back, touched something hard and sticky—Zhang Guoqiang's penis. I immediately grabbed it, squeezing and rubbing it. It became even harder. I stroked it, begging, "Put it in my mouth." Finally, I made Zhang ejaculate again with my mouth.

The thugs finally left, leaving only Xiao Chen and me in the basement.

I was completely naked, my hands bound behind my back, my body tightly gagged, and my feet tied to a bench, forcing me to kneel. Xiao Chen remained in the same position as when she was first bound, her upper body immobile, except her legs were also tied. She lay naked and bound stiffly on the floor.

I raised my hands behind my back, lowered my head to the bench, and then forcefully lifted my hands. With a twist of my shoulder joints, my hands came to the front. It was a mistake of theirs not securing my arms; they should have tied my arms to my body. With my hands in front, things became easier. I used my teeth to bite open the rope, then untied the rope binding me to the bench. The ropes on my body weren't in any way, and there wasn't time to untie them yet. I released Xiao Chen's rope, and the two of us quietly went upstairs. No one was around. When we reached the gate, we each grabbed a tablecloth and wrapped it around ourselves. We smashed the glass in the gate with a chair and rushed out. There happened to be a motorcyclist on the side of the road. I pulled him off, and Xiao Chen and I mounted the motorcycle and sped towards the city, towards that sea of lights, towards freedom and happiness.

An hour later, Xiao Chen and I returned to the thieves' den with a large police force, but it was deserted. The next day, we seized the batch of drug-making materials. Xiao Chen and I were both commended and rewarded. A month later, Boss Ma was arrested. He revealed the hideout of the criminals. The criminals resisted arrest and were shot dead, but Zhang Guoqiang was never found.

Three months later, Xiao Chen, who had always hated men, married a businessman and left the police force. As she left, she said, "Sister, this ordeal we went through made me realize one thing: whether I'm binding a man or being bound by one, if it's a man I love, it's happiness. Let me tell you a secret: after being with so many men this time, I learned how great it is to be with a man—it's even better than with a woman." I asked her, "We have so many good young men in our police station, how did you end up with this guy?" "You don't know how he binds people; he makes me incredibly happy!" I teased her, "When can I see it?" Xiao Chen readily agreed, "Sure, we'll come and bind you sometime. Get the ropes ready!"

A year passed in the blink of an eye, and summer came again. The weather grew hotter every day. I was still busy catching thieves, and my husband was still busy traveling for work. On the surface, our lives continued as usual, but every night, I felt strongly that I had lost the passion I used to have for making love with my husband. I didn't know what had gone wrong.

I tried having my husband use every method I knew to tie me up, such as: "Five-Flower Binding," "Four Horses Hooves" (hands and feet bound together behind the back), "One Incense Stick Facing the Sky" (arms raised high behind the head, then tightly bound from wrists to elbows), "Guan Yu Carrying a Big Sword," "Four-Flower Kick Facing the Sky" (after binding me up, one leg tied to the body), "Jade Maiden Watching a Melon" (after binding my upper body, pressing my head forward, binding it between my legs), "Blind as a Bone" (making me kneel, pulling my hands between my legs, binding my left wrist to the inside of my left ankle, and my right wrist to the inside of my right ankle, leaving my buttocks facing upwards, hence the name "Blind as a Bone," while he inserted his penis into my vagina or anus from behind), and "Tiger Holding the Head" (hands tightly bound behind the head, ropes passed from under the armpits forward, across the chest to fix the hands behind the head, then pulled the ropes down from behind). They tried many methods, including pulling me through my buttocks, from the front of my body to my chest, and tying me to a rope on my chest; Zhang Guolao bowing backwards (tying my wrists behind my back and then hanging me up so that my body leans forward at a 90-degree angle while he stands behind me and plays with me); rolling up the curtain (tying my upper body tightly, spreading my legs apart and hanging me upside down so that my genitals are level with his mouth, while he licks my genitals and inserts his penis into my mouth); hanging the golden bell (tying my legs tightly, making me sit on the ground with my bound legs bent to my chest, placing a stick behind my bent legs, holding my legs with my hands, placing the stick on my elbows, and tying my wrists tightly in front of my legs. If the stick is not pulled out, I cannot move at all. Then they tie ropes to both ends of the stick and hang me upside down in the air like a big bell, while he inserts his penis into my mouth and plays with my clitoris at the same time); and so on. But none of them were very effective.

This success seems to have started after I cracked Zhang Guoqiang's drug trafficking gang case. Sometimes I think of Zhang Guoqiang, who is on the run, wondering where he is now. When I think of Zhang, I feel a slight melancholy. Sometimes I imagine my husband as Zhang Guoqiang, and I feel doubly excited when I'm tied up by him. Only then do I feel a faint climax.

Today I'm resting at home, waiting for my husband to return. He should arrive in the city around noon, and he should be home soon.

I took a shower, sprayed myself with perfume, and then, as usual, sat naked on the sofa waiting for him to come home.

The sound of a car stopped in our yard, and there were hurried footsteps on the stairs. It was the sound of two people; someone was with him. I quickly grabbed a nightgown and put it on. I wanted to grab something else to wear, but the knocking on the door started.

[The End]

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