Girl in the Night

A Girl in the Twilight

I am a very lively, active girl, full of curiosity and a thirst for new experiences; I think I'm quite clever and dare to do things that most people would consider extreme.

The day after tomorrow is "Lidong" (Beginning of Winter) in the twenty-four solar terms; the weather here is already quite cold at this time.

Before, I read about girls tying themselves up and going out in the streets on some SM websites and in novels; at the time, I thought that although that kind of play was exciting, their actions were really too dangerous. Therefore, I've never dared to play that kind of game…

As I've spent more time playing self-bondage, I've gained more experience. In the summer, I can't play like I do in the winter; I can only suppress my desires, silently thinking and waiting for winter to arrive.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and I want to play self-bondage outside tonight and experience the fun.

After taking a hot shower, I used a long, thin red rope to make a very tight turtle-shell bondage around my body; I also made a thong underneath, and inserted my beloved vibrator into my narrow vagina, threading the small metal ring from the vibrator onto the thong. When the thin rope of the thong dug into my genitals, I felt the vibrator deeply penetrate my body.

The turtle-shell bondage tightly bound my breasts, the thin, red rope deeply bound to my tender skin. My delicate breasts stood erect through the gaps in the rope, and I used another thin rope to tightly wrap around them from the base, making them immediately stand straight up, and the two red nipples protruded outwards...

Then, using two thin hemp ropes, I tightly wrapped them around my legs from top to bottom down to my ankles, tying the ends of the ropes securely at my ankles.
Then, a thin red rope was folded in half and draped around my neck, then wrapped around both arms (not too tightly), with knots tied at the wrists.

At this point, I felt that the tortoise shell bindings made it difficult to breathe, and the ropes tightly bound to my legs dug deep into my skin, making my feet swell slightly. I walked around the room a few times and felt that my legs weren't too numb from being bound.

Then, I put on a pair of briefs and put a sanitary napkin inside to prevent the fluid from leaking everywhere during orgasm.

After putting on a pair of stockings, I put on a pair of thin, flesh-colored thermal pants over them, leaving the power cord of the vibrator exposed. This way, unless someone was paying attention, they wouldn't notice the marks left by the ropes on my legs, but if they touched them, they would immediately discover my secret.

Because my breasts were tightly bound at the base, they stood very high, making it difficult to put on a bra. I endured the pain from the bra squeezing my breasts and struggled to hook it up at the back.

Then, I put on a thin white sweater over it, followed by a black skirt. Looking in the mirror, my delicate face was slightly flushed, my long hair cascading down my back, my high breasts making my face burn, and my slender figure swaying gently…
Then, I put on my favorite high heels (which I don't usually wear to school).
I checked the time: it was already past nine o'clock at night.
Before going out, I found a pink silk scarf and draped it over my chest to cover my high, firm breasts.
I slung my small white leather bag over my shoulder. Inside were my keys and some girly items. I also put the vibrator's battery compartment in the bag; the white power cord ran from the waist of my short skirt and connected to the battery compartment in the bag. The switch was in the bag as a spare. I also put my handcuffs in the bag—I'd use them if necessary.
I was about to leave, my heart pounding. This was the first time I'd ever gone out bound by self-locking! If anything went wrong, I'd be in big trouble!
A wave of fear washed over me; I was terrified my secret would be exposed! If that happened, it would be the biggest news in Hangzhou, and I'd be dead for sure.
But why had I gone to all this trouble tonight? Giving up halfway isn't in my nature—my stubbornness is kicking in again…
Looking in the mirror, I carefully examined my outfit: under the black skirt, it was hard to tell I was wearing thin, flesh-colored thermal leggings; white high heels made my already 167cm height appear even taller; a white sweater clung tightly to my slender waist and high, firm breasts; a pink silk scarf hung down my chest; a small white leather bag slung over my shoulder; my long hair, tied back, reached my waist; contrasting with my slightly flushed, pretty face… just an ordinary young woman!
I turned off the lights in the room, then listened to the sounds outside, finding nothing unusual. I
quietly opened the door and looked outside; it was a very quiet night.
I left the room and locked the door behind me.
The late autumn night was quite chilly. Because my legs were tightly bound with ropes, every step I took was excruciatingly painful. My feet felt like they were walking on cotton balls, and the ropes binding me made it difficult to maintain my balance, causing my gait to become somewhat awkward. Luckily, I didn't encounter anyone, otherwise…
Little by little, step by step, I finally descended the three flights of stairs.
I reached the street outside; it wasn't even ten o'clock yet! There were still many pedestrians on the street. I walked slowly along the roadside, while passersby hurried by, occasionally glancing in my direction. Feeling extremely nervous, I could only pretend to be nonchalant and continue walking…
After walking for a while, I gradually adapted to walking with ropes binding my legs, and I could even walk a little faster! However, it felt like I was wearing very high heels.
Before I knew it, I had left Wen'er Road and walked along Jiaogong Road to the vicinity of the Provincial Sports School (where I had studied physical education for over five years); it was already past ten o'clock...
I couldn't believe it myself that I had walked outside, completely bound, on a busy street;
the thin ropes binding me were digging painfully into my delicate skin; my legs seemed to have gotten used to the bindings and barely felt any pain; inadvertently, I raised my hand to adjust the silk scarf hanging in front of my chest, but unexpectedly, I touched my prominent breasts—a sharp pain almost brought tears to my eyes;
normally, I would have ended this game immediately, but now, on a busy street, it was impossible for me to untie the ropes binding my breasts!
There was no other way but to face reality; after all, I liked being bound, and besides, I hadn't achieved all my goals for tonight!
Enduring the pain, I continued walking...
By the time I was almost at Tianmushan Road, it was nearly midnight.
I stopped in the lamplight, reached into my purse, and found the switch for the vibrator; I wanted to experience what it felt like to be tightly bound by ropes while using a vibrator on the street…
I gently pressed the power switch—instantly, a powerful vibration shot from deep within my vagina throughout my body; I couldn't help but gasp, my legs went weak. I staggered forward two steps, almost falling…
At the same time, amidst the tension, the pain from the thin ropes tightly binding my body and digging deep into my skin was unbearable…
The pain from the thin ropes tightly binding my body mingled with the pleasure from the intense vibrations of the vibrating egg inside my vagina, and the excitement brought on by my tense yet thrilling state: I felt a strong tremor running through my body…; I felt a surge of heat flow from below—I had an orgasm!
I stood there dumbfounded by the roadside.
Suddenly, a man appeared beside me. When I noticed him, he looked me up and down with a strange gaze—I was startled, my mind went blank.
Instantly, I snapped back to reality: I'd encountered a bad person!
In that instant, I completely forgot all the physical pain; only one word filled my mind: fear!
I forced a calm glance at the man, then turned and walked back; I think my face must have been flushed.
But the man followed me, and he walked faster and faster! I wanted to run. Normally, I think most people couldn't outrun me. But now, with my entire body tightly bound by thin ropes, running was out of the question; even walking required extreme caution!
At that moment, the man caught up with me and blocked my way…
I endured the pain from the ropes binding my body and the dizziness from the vibrating egg deep inside my vagina, struggling to steady my collapsing body; my mind was filled with descriptions of rape from SM websites and novels;
I stared wide-eyed at the man. I thought: This is really the end…
Suddenly, I don't know what I was thinking, I shouted at the top of my lungs, in a tearful tone—"What are you doing…!"
In the quiet night, my almost ghostly scream probably carried far! The man trembled slightly, glanced at me again, and said, "If you don't want to do it, then don't. Why are you shouting like that?"
I immediately understood; he had mistaken me for a prostitute. This was understandable; in the dead of night, a young girl dressed provocatively, standing alone on the street, was bound to be misunderstood.
Someone was walking in the distance; the man quickly disappeared into the night…
Suddenly, I collapsed to the ground, sobbing softly, tears streaming down my face…
“What’s wrong?” A voice brought me back to reality. I looked up and saw two people standing beside me, seemingly a couple. The woman’s voice asked the question.
I quickly wiped away my tears, struggled to my feet, and only said, “Nothing.” Then I walked as fast as I could towards home…
At that moment, I had completely forgotten the pain from the vibrating egg; I only wanted to get back to the safety of my home as quickly as possible.
I walked hurriedly and finally saw my apartment complex.
As my tense mood relaxed, everything I had forgotten returned; I felt pain all over my body, my breasts aching like needles from the ropes binding them; my legs were numb, and my two numb feet moved slowly, one foot deep and one foot shallow, pulled by the ropes; the ropes binding my genitals caused unbearable pain; the vibrations of the vibrating egg deep inside my vagina made me tremble all over.
I climbed to the third floor with almost the effort of climbing a mountain, and as soon as I entered the room, I collapsed on the floor...
Sweat and tears streamed down my face. I was thankful: if that man had gone any further, even just pulled me, he would have discovered my secret, and in that case, to protect my reputation, I would have had no choice but to let him do as he pleased...
After resting for a while, I threw all my clothes into the washing machine and took another hot shower without untying any of the ropes binding me.
Looking at the thin ropes tightly binding my body, most of them already deeply embedded in my delicate skin, my feet and legs were numb. The ropes, tightly wrapped around my legs, had turned my once fair skin a purplish-red, creating raised lines. The rope-bound clothing also tightly bound my tender skin; my breasts, also purplish-red from the ropes, were excruciatingly painful to the slightest touch; my arms, bound by red ropes, were also feeling numb and swollen;
only my beloved vibrator was still tirelessly working inside me, stimulating my sensitive virgin territory, but its power was greatly diminished due to the nearly depleted batteries…
It was already past 2 AM.
I took out the unused handcuffs from my bag and tossed the keys haphazardly somewhere in the room—I'll look for them tomorrow!
Then, I snuggled into the warm bed, threaded the handcuffs through the rope loops of the turtle shell binding around my neck, turned on the vibrator with newly replaced batteries, and then handcuffed my hands tightly behind my back—hanging me around my neck.
Exhausted, bound by the ropes, and throbbing with pain, I enjoyed the pleasure the vibrator brought me, and drifted off to sleep…

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