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A Dirty Deal
Today, Mo Ling arrived about half an hour earlier than usual for her early shift. She had a minor surgery to perform, and she hadn't yet reviewed the patient's comprehensive test results, so arriving early would allow her to prepare. Halfway through, she thought, "Huh, where's the blood clotting test report? It hasn't been delivered yet." "I'll go get it myself; the others haven't arrived yet." Reaching the elevator, she saw it was locked on the first floor, probably still being cleaned by the cleaning staff. Mo Ling turned and headed towards the back staircase.
"Too high a price!" a hoarse male voice growled. "Fifty percent higher than last time! You've taken our share too!" The voice came from the secondhand equipment warehouse in the mezzanine between the first and second floors, the door ajar. "They've been cracking down hard lately, and the sources are fewer. The higher-ups have handed it down, and it's not my fault, you know," another voice replied. The voice was softer, but Mo Ling recognized it as her colleague, Dr. Sui Shen, who sat opposite her, her eyes constantly lingering on Mo Ling's ample breasts as she spoke obscene words.
"So early? What are they doing here?" Curiosity drove Mo Ling closer to the door.
"..." A deal, a dirty deal, those shameless people were making a dirty deal! Slowly understanding what they were talking about, a chill and anger surged through Mo Ling's heart. The meeting convened by the dean just two days ago, relayed from the investigation department, was about thoroughly investigating this inhumane act. Mo Ling quietly turned around, gently descended the stairs, leaving the lab behind, and hurried towards the dean's office.
"Dr. Mo, what's the matter that you're in such a rush so early?" Dean Tang asked Mo Ling with a smile as he put down his briefcase and turned around.
Mo Ling, whose complexion was already fair, looked even paler now, whether from anger or fear. Mo Ling told Dean Tang what she had heard, and instantly, Dean Tang's face also turned pale, then red, and then dark. Mo Ling didn't notice the slight tremor in the dean's body, but he turned serious and said to Mo Ling, "I think the situation is quite serious. In order not to alarm him before catching him in the act, I will arrange for immediate action. This must not be told to anyone, no one. Remember that."
"Okay," Mo Ling replied, relieved, and turned to leave the dean's office to retrieve the patient's test results, preparing for her tasks for the day.
"Dr. Mo, the dean wants to see you at a meeting on the third floor, immediately," a nurse called out, peeking into the department door.
It was three days later, one morning. "Oh," Mo Ling responded casually, putting down her academic journal, grabbing a notebook and pen, and turning to follow them out.
The third floor housed the hospital's training rooms, research offices, and other meeting and study areas; the meeting room was at the end of the corridor. Mo Ling exited the elevator and headed towards the meeting room. "Huh, not many people here. What kind of meeting is this?" The meeting room door was ajar but unlocked. Mo Ling pushed it lightly, and the door opened. Peeking around, she thought, "Nobody's here. Maybe there's a mistake, or the nurse gave me the wrong place." At that moment, a strong arm swiftly wrapped around Mo Ling's neck from behind, the force so great it felt like suffocation. Unable to turn, she couldn't see who was behind her. Then, a thick wad of gauze was applied, covering Mo Ling's nose and mouth. "Ugh, ugh," Mo Ling tried to scream, but only a small, muffled sound came out. A strong smell of chloroform told Mo Ling that this person was trying to drug her. She tried to pry the door open, but the person was too strong, and all her efforts were in vain. Not only could she not pry it open, but her increased breathing caused the chloroform to be injected even faster. After hearing the door close, Mo Ling lost consciousness.
"My body was spiraling and floating, as if there were no boundaries. My body was strangely bending in the air, but I couldn't stretch out. My breathing became smooth again, and the clouds around me kept rising. I couldn't see the blue sky or the land. My body felt so light. Suddenly, everything around me turned pitch black. My body fell into the basket. My whole body started to regain feeling from the numbness, starting from my toes. Ah, an inexplicable pain, I couldn't move." Mo Ling slowly woke up from her coma. It was truly pitch black all around her. "Where am I?" Mo Ling wondered, but the musty and murky air that smelled so familiar told her that she was in a warehouse of scrap metal.
Oh no, it was because her eyes were covered that she couldn't see her surroundings or the light. Mo Ling tried to move her numb body, but she couldn't; she was completely bound.
She couldn't close her mouth either; a round object was pressing against it, and wide straps extending from the corners of her mouth were tied tightly behind her head, preventing her from spitting out anything, let alone shouting. Worse still, something was wrapped around her neck, making her already difficult breathing even harder. Mo Ling tried to breathe deeply, but the bindings were incredibly tight; every inch of her body felt the same way, even her calves, feet, and every finger. Who was it? Who could be so cruel, binding such a delicate woman so tightly?
After what seemed like an eternity, footsteps approached. A deliberately flattened voice rang out, "Who knew our Miss Mo Ling's body would be even sexier when bound?" Suddenly, Mo Ling's anger surged. She didn't need to pretend anymore; she recognized the voice—that beastly Dr. Sui Shen. Mo Ling wanted to yell, "You beast!" but the sound was just "woo, woo..." and she shook her head forcefully, moving only about two millimeters.
"My goddess, do you know how long I've dreamed of you?" the voice said.
"Woo, woo..."
"It's a bit hard on you, beautiful lady, but I had no choice. It's your fault for knowing things you shouldn't know." The voice continued, "Oh, how painful!"
"Woo, woo..."
"Beautiful lady wants to talk, wants to catch her breath. Okay, I'll untie you, but you have to listen and not shout." Saying that, she started to act
. "Sui Shen, you beast... woo, woo..." As soon as the gag was removed, Mo Ling screamed, but the gag was immediately put back in her mouth, quickly stabbed behind her head, and pulled tighter than before.
"Ah, impressive, you know who I am. Haha, so what? Can you escape our grasp? You still don't know how powerful we are, hahaha..." Sui Shen stopped pretending and untied Mo Ling's leather blindfold. The sudden light made Mo Ling a little uncomfortable. She closed her eyes, blinked a few times to adjust, and then opened them again.
She saw Sui Shen standing right in front of her, and seeing her enemy only intensified her anger. "Ugh, ugh..." Mo Ling forgot her gagged mouth and wanted to curse again.
"It's good that you know your situation. Behave yourself, hahaha, you're my prey." Sui Shen grinned maliciously. She pushed Mo Ling, along with the bindings, past the cluttered objects to a broken glass wall.
Mo Ling was furious and ashamed. Only now did she realize that she had been bound to a gynecological examination chair like this. A large, golf ball-sized gag was tightly pressed into her mouth, with the ball wrapped around the back of her head and connecting to the sides. Straps extended from the corners of her mouth, running upwards to her nose, meeting at her forehead, and then connecting to the other straps at the back with buckles. It was a tight restraint that clung to her entire head. Around her neck was a metal choker with a leather lining, and the choker itself had six small rings. Two of these small rings on either side, and two on the head restraints, were secured with chains to the headrest of the examination bench—no wonder Mo Ling's head couldn't move.
Her entire body was pressed against the bench back, bound with yellow medical rubber tubing. Three tubing were twisted together and wrapped around her body and the bench back, starting from her upper shoulders and ending at her lower abdomen, four times in total. Then, the tubing split into two strands, passing behind the bench back, around her shoulders, crossing between her breasts, and then back down to her lower back. From there, all six tubing looped back around her groin, tightly binding her genitals, pulling back to her abdomen, where it intertwined with the tubing binding around her waist several times and was knotted. Because her waist was bent straight and she was tightly bound by rubber tubes, Mo Ling's already full breasts became even more prominent, as if they were about to burst out of her white shirt.
Both arms were secured to the armrests of the gynecological examination bench with rubber tubes, further restrained by four pairs of leather restraint straps. Her thighs were spread in an M-shape, her calves bound to foot braces. Sui Shen further bound Mo Ling's thighs with rubber tubes, all the way to her feet. Her long skirt had been removed, and the loops of rubber tubes constricted Mo Ling's snow-white legs, creating an extremely alluring and seductive effect. The mirror reflected an extremely lewd and humiliating scene. Needless to say, Sui Shen's blood vessels were throbbing, and even Mo Ling herself felt her heart pounding. Mo Ling's face flushed red; she tried to turn her head away but couldn't move it, so she could only close her eyes in despair.
"
My dear goddess, how is it? Beautiful enough?"
Mo Ling didn't make any futile movements, keeping her eyes tightly shut, giving this despicable man no reaction whatsoever. "I know about this despicable guy's dirty deeds. I wonder what he'll do to me now." Mo Ling's thoughts raced. "But how did he know his bad deeds were exposed and that's why he's plotting against me?"
"Anyway, I'll expose you to the outside world. I might as well take advantage of it first, to appease my feelings for you, hehehe... Let me enjoy that beautiful body." The despicable man said as he reached out his devilish hand to attack Mo Ling's chest.
"Ahem," a voice cleared its throat from behind, as if giving Sui Shen a hint.
"Boss," Sui Shen quickly put Mo Ling's blindfold back on and greeted the person who came. "It's done, look."
"What were you trying to do just now?" The voice was very strange, clearly processed by an electronic system, full of sinister and ruthless intent. "Don't you know that all the goods have to be inspected by the big boss himself first? Are you tired of living? Huh?"
"Yes, boss, I won't do it again, please let me go this time." Then there were a few slaps.
"How do you plan to ship the goods out?"
"This..."
"Come here." ... Mo Ling couldn't hear the whispers that followed. After about a minute, he said normally, "Hurry up, or we'll both be in danger." After saying that, he walked past Mo Ling and circled around him. "Oh, I misjudged him before. These are truly top-quality goods. What a pity... Sigh... It's always better to be ignorant." His voice faded away with his footsteps.
Sui Shen came over and didn't remove Mo Ling's blindfold. He started stuffing a soft tube the size of a finger into Mo Ling's mouth, inserting it through the hole in the gag. He didn't dare to remove the gag again, afraid that Mo Ling would scream again and ruin everything. The tube went from the mouth to the throat and then down to the stomach. The constant thrusting and churning made Mo Ling feel extremely uncomfortable and nauseous, but the gag prevented her from even turning her tongue, and the nausea manifested only in her body convulsing. Then, a warm liquid flowed into Mo Ling's stomach; Dr. Sui Shen, in an effort to preserve Mo Ling's life, was directly injecting some kind of nutrient-rich liquid into her stomach.
"You mustn't die, my goddess, our gold coins," Dr. Sui Shen coldly uttered these words before turning and leaving the warehouse.
With a loud bang, the door slammed shut, followed by a series of clattering sounds, presumably from the added locks and chains.
Everything fell silent—a blind, oppressive silence, a silence of tight confinement. Afterward, various bodily sensations began to slowly assail Mo Ling; the sensations were even more acute when her eyes were blind. Every inch of her skin was stretched open under the elastic restraint of the rubber tubes, her breasts swollen as if about to burst, yet her entire body was tightly bound, like a lover in a dream, a thousand arms tightly embracing her, tight, tight, tight. In her lower garden, the six rubber tubes relentlessly exerted their elastic force simultaneously, creating an urgent, unbearable pressure. Mo Ling felt the immense power of that force; no matter how she twisted her body, she couldn't escape it, yet it was so real, so full, she didn't want to lose it, but rather wanted to thrust forward to receive it. A strange restlessness surged within Mo Ling, the numbness throughout her body mingling with the inexplicable tightness and swelling excitement, alternating and impacting her senses, spiraling upwards, endlessly rising. Mo Ling unconsciously groaned from within. A glistening liquid began to moisten the six rubber tubes around her vulva... a soft "ooh...ooh...ooh..." slowly, almost imperceptibly. Mo Ling had fainted again sometime later.
The blindfold was removed again, but it was unclear how much time had passed. Dr. Sui Shen stood before Mo Ling. "My beautiful goddess, I'm here to escort you out. I've prepared a more luxurious residence for you, hahaha, no need to stay here."
Dr. Sui Shen pushed in two pieces of equipment simultaneously. One was a patient transport trolley currently used in the hospital—the kind with wheels, guardrails, and limb restraint straps. The other was an equipment cart, piled high with medical gauze and filled with instruments and tools. Mo Ling's head was tightly bound, making it impossible to see clearly. It was presumably for "disposing of" Mo Ling. From the conversation between Dr. Sui Shen and the boss, Mo Ling knew they were going to smuggle her out of the hospital. "I have half a day to dress you up," Dr. Sui Shen said as she closed the warehouse door and began to work.
She loosened the hooks used for restraint and the gag, then pressed her hand against Mo Ling's mouth. Mo Ling had been bound for too long, and the numbness made her unable to resist Sui Shen's movements; she could only submit to his actions. Sui Shen took out a new gag from the lower shelf of the equipment cart, but unlike the previous one, it was made of rubber, about the width of a palm in the middle, with narrower buckles on both sides, and an oval-shaped air bladder in the center. There were no upper straps. Sui Shen inserted the air bladder into Mo Ling's mouth, and after the buckles on both sides were connected at the back, she pulled hard to lock it. Sui Shen's pull released the elasticity of the rubber, and after locking, the rubber band was tight like a membrane, with the wide front part of the rubber band completely covering the upper and lower lips and jaw. Sui Shen took out a hand-held air pump and pumped air into the small hole on the other side of the rubber band where the air bladder was located. In an instant, the air sac in Mo Ling's mouth began to expand, filling almost all the space inside. Mo Ling felt the outside pressing tightly inward while the inside expanded outward, and the air sac covered her tongue.
Sui Shen then picked up gauze and began to bandage Mo Ling's head, first wrapping it four or five times around her mouth, which was already gagged, then wrapping it several more times around her jaw and the top of her head, and then bandaging her entire head, even her neck, leaving only her two bright eyes visible. Her entire head, including every muscle, seemed to have been frozen.
The gauze began to wrap around Mo Ling's body. Sui Shen only untied the straps binding Mo Ling's body to the back of the chair, because both arms could not be untied at the same time; even a child knows the consequences of untying them at the same time. Sui Shen, being a surgeon, skillfully used her scalpel to pull, and Mo Ling's snow-white shirt and underwear fell down simultaneously, revealing a fair and perfect figure completely unobstructed before Sui Shen's eyes. "Oh, God's perfect masterpiece," the lewd pig's snout kissed Mo Ling's body. Extreme disgust caused Mo Ling to twist and turn, trying to dodge, but her hands were tightly bound to the armrests, preventing her from even furrowing her brow. Poor Mo Ling.
Dr. Sui Shen didn't simply wrap Mo Ling's entire body; instead, she divided her wrapping into three parts: the upper body (chest), abdomen, waist, and groin. Starting with the upper body, she first wrapped six times under the breasts, then from the back to the front, wrapping six more times above the breasts. At this point, Mo Ling's breasts appeared unusually full and firm between the two layers of gauze. From the back, she wrapped over the left shoulder, across the front, between the breasts, along the right rib, then back down the back, across the left rib, forward, back between the breasts, up to the right shoulder, repeating this several times. Mo Ling's breasts were full and high, and her entire upper body presented a sadistic perfection. Looking at the scene before her, Sui Shen paused her actions for half a minute before resuming to cover the beautiful sight with gauze, wrapping her breasts layer upon layer, forcefully, as if trying to flatten a mountain peak in resentment and jealousy. The previous bandaging had exaggeratedly full Mo Ling's breasts; the later bandaging tightly bound them, making Mo Ling feel the pressure almost suffocating her. The gauze then began to wrap around Mo Ling's waist and abdomen, spreading out flat and gradually circling downwards. In no time, Mo Ling's slender waist was fully revealed, the snow-white gauze wrapping comparable to the most expensive and beautiful bodysuit on the market.
Next, Sui Shen bandaged Mo Ling's hands and legs, leaving her groin area unbandaged for the time being. Her feet and hands were bandaged tightly, like a broken bone in a cast.
“Now it’s time to serve your little sister,” Sui Shen chuckled wickedly. He first moved the patient transport trolley over, lifting Mo Ling’s upper body and head onto it, leaving her thighs and below on the examination bench, thus suspending her hips in the air.
“We’re colleagues, and although I can’t have you, I can’t mistreat you. I’ll let you enjoy yourself on the way here.” Mo Ling knew this despicable man would further torment her. “Ah, what is that? Ah, help!” Mo Ling screamed inwardly, because she saw Sui Shen take out a strange device from the lower level of the equipment cart. She knew where Sui Shen was going to place it. Sui Shen looked at Mo Ling with a lewd grin, holding the device in his hand, and said, “This is a great thing with double the power, endurance electricity, and remote control.” It was a thick silicone rod twice the size on one side, too big for a thumb and forefinger to wrap around, and covered with protrusions. On the other side was a palm-sized black rubber rod, thinner than the silicone rod, with a slight bulge about an inch from the tip. The two rods were connected to a four-inch-long rubber sheet. Sui Shen deftly cut open Mo Ling's underwear with surgical scissors and began applying the device to Mo Ling's genitals. Sui Shen first inserted the silicone rod into Mo Ling's vagina. Ah, a huge swelling sensation rushed to Mo Ling's nerve endings. The protrusions around the silicone rod constantly stimulated the vaginal walls as it was inserted. With her other hand, Sui Shen also inserted the rubber rod into Mo Ling's anus. After the entire rubber rod was fully inserted, Sui Shen inflated the end-shaped opening of the rubber rod. The bulge inside the rubber rod began to expand, causing the rubber rod to automatically sink in and lock into place. Without deflating, the rubber rod would not slip out. Mo Ling's front and back entrances were completely covered. The bandaging began, as if worried the instruments might fall off. Sui Shen repeatedly tied the bandage from the waist down to the vulva, then around to the other side of the waist, and then wrapped it again until the entire triangle was tightly bound, the bandage bulging like a cast. The bandaging was complete. Sui Shen moved Mo Ling—or rather, the mummy—entirely onto the patient transport trolley. Then, Sui Shen picked up the remote and pressed the switch. A buzzing vibration began to emanate from Mo Ling's body. The tearing pain, the double penetration, the thick filling, the intense vibration, the protrusions around the silicone rod throbbing violently on every nerve inside, her anus feeling like it was about to burst—
followed by wave after wave of intense pleasure. All the sensations converged, the intensity rapidly increasing. "Ah, ah... um... oh...
I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die!" Mo Ling cried out silently. The bandages and bindings not only restricted her body but also hindered her breathing. His soul soared to the heavens in an instant, only to plummet back into hell in a flash. Oxygen deprivation, dizziness, excitement, and a sexual climax followed, spinning and climaxing. "Ugh...ugh...ugh..." Mo Ling fainted. ... ( The rest of the text appears to be
unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.) Her head was also securely bound, and finally, a heavy-duty gas mask was placed over her bandaged head, so that even Mo Ling's faint "whoosh" of pain could not be heard. The cart was placed into a sealed cargo container in a truck, and Sui Shen locked the four wheels of the cart so that it would not wander off during transport. With a "clank," the container door closed, leaving only absolute darkness. Her body was completely immobilized, all external senses were shut out, and all sensations applied to Mo Ling, both internal and external, began to become clear. From head to toe, she was tightly bound and wrapped. The stability of the car made all the restraints feel almost solidified and suffocating. Exaggerated fullness and intense vibrations emanated from her lower body, and her mouth was also filled to the brim. Every part of her body emitted such intense sensations, layered upon each other, like waves crashing against rocks, a real, strong, and powerful assault on all of Mo Ling's sensory nerves. "Ugh...ugh...ugh..." No one could endure such humiliation and stimulation; no one could help but utter such groans, but they were so faint, sealed by the gag and the noodles, and drowned out by the noise and vibrations of the car. ... The car stopped, and the door slammed open. Mo Ling heard Sui Shen's voice again, followed by the responses of several men, responding to Sui Shen's orders. For some unknown reason, Sui Shen instructed that the patient in the hospital bed was a highly dangerous infectious disease patient, and that the men moving the vehicle must not remove the sheet or turn on their gas masks. The men obsequiously lifted the cart carrying Mo Ling off the bed, pushing it gently as if it contained not a person, but a glass bottle brimming with viruses, which could easily be transmitted to them if broken. During the subsequent transport, Mo Ling could still hear Sui Shen babbling incoherently, suggesting they had traveled a considerable distance and made many turns. Finally, Mo Ling felt settled, and after everyone left and closed the door, everything fell silent again. The long silence made it impossible for Mo Ling to tell whether it had lasted half a day or a whole day. She only knew that the silicone rod inside her had stopped its frantic vibrations due to depleted power, and the rubber rod behind her remained motionless in place. The bandages still tightly bound every inch of Mo Ling's body. Mo Ling saw herself lying on a colorful cloud, her body incredibly relaxed, free from all constraints, feeling extremely comfortable. In the distance, a few rays of rosy light shone, and in the hazy distance, a figure was there, gently calling Mo Ling's name. It was her father. Mo Ling eagerly reached out to the distant figure, responding, "Hey, I'm here." Before the "hey" was finished, Mo Ling's body turned over, waking from her long slumber. Oh, it was a dream. A strong beam of light shone down from the ceiling, preventing Mo Ling, whose eyes had been covered for so long, from immediately opening them. She rubbed her eyes a few times, beginning to adjust to the light. "Hmm, my hands can move, I'm not tied up," Mo Ling thought. She saw herself sitting on a wide, soft bed, all her restraints removed, her body feeling incredibly comfortable. Standing before the bed was someone, but it wasn't her father, but a young maid dressed as a servant. Oh, how she missed her father. "Hello, Miss, I am Lian, specially assigned to serve you. My master is not here but will return tomorrow evening. Please feel free to ask if you need anything," the woman said. Mo Ling looked at her body. She was wearing a silk robe, not the bound or naked outfit she had been in. Who had helped her change into this? Was it this maid? Wouldn't that mean she would see her in such a humiliating state...? Ah, Mo Ling blushed. Looking around again, she saw a luxuriously furnished room, all the furnishings and decorations were far more extravagant than Mo Ling had ever seen before. "Where is this?" Mo Ling asked. "This is our master's residence. My master's surname is Bao," the maid replied. Mo Ling stood up, took two steps, and stopped. She had intended to walk out and leave, but immediately realized that the room seemed to have no door. "Take me out, let me go." Mo Ling turned to the maid and said, "I'm sorry, Miss, I can't do this without the master's orders, and I can't do it." Mo Ling knew she couldn't force her way out; she had to think of a way and wait for an opportunity. At noon, she saw that the food was delivered via a special elevator. All the maid's responses were through an electronic intercom system, but she still couldn't find the entrance or exit. Mo Ling simply ate obediently, accepting the maid's service, without initiating any conversation or questions. The maid, in turn, worked in absolute silence. One day, two days passed like this. Mo Ling noticed a camera constantly monitoring her from the corner of the ceiling. On the third day, around night, as if a private jet had arrived, the camera seemed to have lost its luster from the previous two days, and she heard a clanging mechanical sound. A moment later, Mo Ling felt herself and the entire room descending, like being in an elevator.

With a soft "boom," the "elevator" stopped. A wall without doors suddenly split open in the middle, receding to both sides. Outside was a large hall, beyond which lay a garden. A man in a soft robe stood outside the door, but he wore a hood, obscuring his face except for his eyes. Two men in black stood at a distance on either side of the hall, seemingly oblivious to their presence. Mo Ling suddenly sensed an opportunity. The man began to walk in, and Mo Ling suddenly mustered all her strength and charged towards him like a rocket. It was so sudden that the man hadn't even realized what was happening, unsure whether to dodge or block. Mo Ling, with her powerful momentum, had already pushed him towards the chin. There was no reaction; the man fell to the ground, and Mo Ling flew straight towards the garden outside the door. Just as she was about to step out the door, a black streak appeared beneath her feet, tripping her foot. A sharp shove came from behind, and Mo Ling was sent flying through the air. Just as she was about to hit the ground, a strong shove from the side dissipated the force of the fall. Mo Ling rolled four or five times, still disoriented and unable to distinguish up from down from left from right, when another heavy blow struck the back of her neck, and she fainted again.
"Splash!" A bucket of water splashed onto Mo Ling's face. When she awoke, she found herself kneeling on the ground, her hands twisted behind her back. Her wet silk dress clung to her full, firm breasts, and the twisted arms made her chest thrust forward even more.
"You think you can escape my grasp? Hahaha, you overestimate yourself," spoke the person with their back to her. It was the man in the soft robe who had tried to enter earlier; now, the back of his head was bandaged, apparently from the fall.
"Let me go! Who are you? Why me?" Mo Ling said weakly.
"I am the master of your fate," the man said with a sneer. "You have good fortune but don't want to enjoy it, you want freedom? I'll show you the freedom I'm giving you, you dog, get to work!"
The man called "dog" was one of the two burly men in black, and now he was going to punish Mo Ling according to his boss's orders. The maid Lian brought over a pair of leather armor gloves that could be worn up to the upper arms and shoulders. Mo Ling's hands were spread apart and pulled hard. First, the gloves were put on his palms and wrists. The palm gloves were not separate from the fingers. After putting them on, there were leather buckles at the wrists. Once tightened, they couldn't be shaken off. Then, there were zippers down to the shoulders. After putting them on his palms and grabbing them, he pulled the zipper, and his entire arm was covered. There were leather buckles at the elbows and upper arms, just like at the wrists.
"Let me go, let me go, no, ah... please... ah... sob sob..." Mo Ling only managed to utter two sentences before a huge rubber ball was shoved into her mouth and sealed twice with duct tape. The two burly men tightened the straps on Mo Ling's arms, connecting the top of the gloves to her back with a buckle, making the two gloves a single unit. Only then did Mo Ling notice the long leather straps at the front of the gloves; the gloves were styled like the straitjackets worn by patients in mental hospitals. The two men crossed Mo Ling's arms from the front, placing her palms at her waist, and then pulled them back with the leather straps extending from the front of the gloves. In this way, Mo Ling's hands were tightly wrapped around herself. "Horse Dog" used the two long leather straps to tighten them around Mo Ling's body from bottom to top, making Mo Ling's arms completely "melted" into her body, and then fastened the buckle at her back.
Afterwards, "Ma Gou" put a high cervical brace on Mo Ling, the kind used in hospitals for cervical spine treatment, but with small metal rings around the edges. Mo Ling's entire upper body was immobilized, unable to even nod or turn her head.
"Ma Gou" then took out eight wider leather belts, each with many small rings. He separated the belts and tied them around Mo Ling's legs, tightly binding her calves and thighs together, forcing her to kneel with her legs folded. At this point, someone brought out a small square wooden board, also with many fixing rings around its edges—this was what they called a transport pallet. "Ma Gou" and another strong man lifted the immobilized Mo Ling onto the center of the board, where she remained kneeling. Then it was Lian's turn, carrying several electric devices. First was a crystal silicone electric dildo with alternating rings of long tentacles and protrusions. Lian applied some ointment to it and inserted it into Mo Ling's vagina.
"Ugh... Ugh..." A helpless moan escaped.
Next, a special anal plug was placed on Mo Ling's anus. It was shaped like a spherical air bladder with three gourd-shaped connected balls below, and a standard black rubber plug below that. The outer end cap held the connecting air tube and wires.
An even softer moan escaped. "Ugh..."
Finally, Lian placed a round, flat, powerful vibrator on Mo Ling's vulva. The vibrator also had many protruding points. After placing all the devices, Lian repeatedly sealed them tightly to Mo Ling's skin with duct tape. After checking that it was secure, she forcefully pumped air into the air bladder inside Mo Ling's anus, turned on the power switches of the three vibrators, and then inserted the three switch controllers and the air pump bladder into the straps on Mo Ling's back.
The three intense vibrations simultaneously tormented Mo Ling's lower body. "Ugh... Ugh... Ugh... Ugh..." This was a rapid moan, her brows furrowed, tears streaming from Mo Ling's beautiful eyes like broken pearls.
"Horse Dog" took the iron chains handed to him and began to stabilize Mo Ling as a "sculptor." First, he fastened the small loops on the leather straps on Mo Ling's legs, tightened the iron rings fastened to the edges of the wooden board, and then fastened four long chains to the loops around Mo Ling's neck, securing them tightly to the four corners of the board. Now Mo Ling was truly and completely deprived of the freedom to move; throughout the entire process, Mo Ling could only watch helplessly as he was tortured.
"Tomorrow, it will be shipped out with all the materials," the man in the soft robe roared after seeing that it was finished.
Utterly frozen and restrained...
A buzzing vibration resounded like echoes in the clouds...
Darkness...
Intense...
"Ugh... Ugh..."
(Episode 3 of Rubber Pie)
On the outskirts of Luocheng City, in the Mingyang Mountain area;
a super-rich villa district
on a hillside; a high wall covered with rhododendrons;
a six-meter-wide black, ornate iron gate;
a gray-white European-style palace villa;
Xue Ling has been "living" here for over a week.
She has to get up half an hour earlier than usual in the morning because the three maids need half an hour to help her put on all her "suits." The three maids are less about serving and more about coercion; although they follow Xue Ling closely whenever she's around, they only obey Hai Long. In a daze, Xue Ling was half-lifted and half-forced to stand by the bed. Of course, the maids first removed the leather wristbands from her hands and feet. This is the third morning of Hai Long's punishment for Xue Ling, because she didn't act naturally when interacting with him at work, attracting suspicious glances from others. Of course, this is just Hai Long's excuse to humiliate Xue Ling.
One of the maids handed over the transparent bodysuit, and Xue Ling began to carefully and slowly put it on. She didn't know what kind of punishment would follow if she tore it, so the three maids couldn't help her. Putting it on from the feet down was relatively easy, like putting on socks, just a little tight. But it became more difficult after the calves. Xue Ling used both hands to spread the leg area of the bodysuit as wide as possible, slowly pulling it up. Every so often, she had to pull the bodysuit up tighter, otherwise it would be too tight at the top and too loose at the bottom, making it impossible to wear properly at the top. One of the more difficult parts was above the pelvis. To get to this point, Xue Ling had to stand and twist her waist from side to side while pulling the bodysuit over her hips. This required great care, because the bodysuit had an opening from the genital area to the anus, and although it was reinforced around the edges, it was still the weakest point relative to the bodysuit as a whole. After putting on the suit, Xue Ling felt her entire lower body, except for the cool sensation around her vulva, was tightly wrapped, giving her a partial sexual sensation. It took more than ten minutes just to put on the lower half. After some adjustments, Xue Ling began to put on the rest. Another difficult part was putting on the suit at the chest and shoulders, because the breast area of the suit was cut out, and it required considerable pulling force to get over the shoulders. Putting on the arms was similar to putting on the legs. After the entire suit was on, the maid zipped it up from the back of her thighs to the back of her neck. The zipper handle was a small lever with a locking ring. After zipping it up, the maid crossed the two wide straps at the neck onto the thin lock, inserted the small lever into the lock, and lightly pressed the remote control. With a "beep," the zipper locked, meaning that no one except this maid could remove the suit.
Some people say that a latex suit is like a second skin, but Xue Ling felt that was completely inaccurate. Skin is all over our body, but we don't feel its presence. But with a latex suit, from head to toe, every inch of skin feels the tightness. The tight, suffocating heat makes it hard for the skin to breathe, as every inch of the body is tightly embraced. The "sexual" sensation that Xue Ling had given her from her lower body was amplified throughout her entire body.
After putting on the latex suit, the maid Hong took out the waist belt armor from the bedside cabinet. The style was the kind of corset used by ancient Western European court nobles, but Xue Ling's was made of leather, which was more restrictive. The leather waist belt armor had two rows of tight rope buckles on both sides, with the ropes crossing back and forth and tightening and knotting at the bottom buckle. The maid Hong covered Xue Ling's waist and abdomen up to her spine with a leather waistband, holding a rope in each hand. Using her knees to brace against Xue Ling's buttocks, she pulled hard, immediately narrowing the opening of the waistband. Xue Ling quickly felt a tight constriction around her waist. Instead of immediately tying a knot, Hong continued to pull two or three more times, tightening the waistband slightly—it was already at its limit. It felt as if her internal organs were folded up; Xue Ling felt like she was suffocating. She tried to take a deep breath but was severely restricted, repeating this several times before regaining her balance. Xue Ling's waist was now slender and alluring. Seeing that Hong had finished dressing Xue Ling, the maid Meng came over and, as usual, evenly applied a transparent ointment to Xue Ling's breasts. Xue Ling didn't feel anything special, only a slight coolness from the ointment. Xue Ling didn't know what the ointment was, and no one told her; it had only been applied to her daily since she was forcibly taken there. However, her already full breasts seemed to have grown a little larger. More importantly, in the days following the application of the cream, she experienced several inexplicable sexual urges that suddenly surged within her, causing her embarrassment and shame. After applying the cream, the maid Meng handed Xue Ling a locked bra and told her to put it on herself. Locked? Yes, a locked bra, because it was a special bra. The firmer cups prevented any sensation from being felt inside. Inside the cups were four small metal contacts, and the clasp contained a microcomputer chip and a long-lasting, chip-type battery that intermittently sent micro-electric shocks over 12 hours. This bra was specially made for Xue Ling; her full breasts fit snugly into the cups, and once locked, only the maid Meng could open it.
After locking the bra, the maid Meng handed Xue Ling a pair of black latex bodycon panties. No instruments were inserted into Xue Ling's lower body today, which Xue Ling found merciful. The only difference was that the black latex panties were thicker and more elastic than transparent latex. Once put on, the strong elasticity of the panties clung tightly to her genitals, her full vulva tightly wrapped and reflecting light. After securing her inner garments, she put on stockings, an executive skirt, and high-heeled boots. Her top was a princess-style high-necked white blouse with twisted floral trim on the cuffs and collar. Xue Ling often wore this type of high-necked blouse to cover the collar of her transparent latex undergarment. White blouse, skirt, stockings, high-heeled boots—a graceful and elegant princess was presented before her, her figure flawlessly perfect, coupled with her youthful and beautiful face—wasn't she a combination of angel and devil descended from heaven? But who would know that beneath this noble exterior lay a body so tightly bound and ravaged?
"Bang, bang," two horn blared outside. Xue Ling, dressed in "heavy gear," climbed into the extended black "Benli" car, accompanied by San Nu, and was taken back to work at Luo Mandi Company.
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Xue Ling, you've rested for so long, your complexion is much better, look so rosy."
"Back to work, are you feeling better?" Hui asked, surrounding Xue Ling.
Xue Ling lowered her head even further, her face seemed even redder, and she paused for a moment, as if coming back to her senses. "Oh... oh, yes, I'm much better now, I'm coming back to work."
Hui chimed in, "You suddenly didn't come to work that day, and we didn't see you for two days. We called your house but no one answered, we were all worried about you. Later, the boss said that the night before you didn't come, you suddenly fell ill while working overtime and fainted. He took you to the hospital and said you were in the 'intensive care unit' and we weren't allowed to visit, is that right? What happened to you? You were so sick. You never mention feeling unwell before, so we could help you with any heavy work."
"Thank you, it's nothing really, thank you for your concern, I'm fine now."
Xue Ling said as she fled back to her workstation, afraid that if Hui continued to pester her, she wouldn't answer.
Today, Hailong didn't return, so the day was relatively peaceful, although there were a few inexplicable surges of sexual arousal and the timed stimulation from her bra. It was time to leave work. Xue Ling didn't want to leave the company, because apart from the physical constraints, she was temporarily free to move around. Going out would only lead her back to the abyss of torment. Reluctantly, she arrived at the company entrance and saw the "Benli" parked there.
The extended black "Benli" was ultra-luxurious, the kind with an extra-long rear seat that could accommodate two facing sofas, a coffee table in between, and a small bar. The driver's cabin was separated from the rear luxury compartment by a retractable opaque glass panel that, when closed, blocked out even the slightest sound. Similarly, the rear luxury compartment windows were one-way, allowing only those inside to see out, but not those outside. The coffee table had been removed, creating more space. The small bar had been replaced with a small, sealed cabinet. Xing Nu, wearing a long raincoat, was already standing by the car door, opening it for Xue Ling. After Xue Ling got in, Xing Nu immediately followed and closed the door. Xue Ling had already seen that Li, Hong, and Xing, who was taking off her long coat, were all wearing tight-fitting leather maid outfits with belts and collars binding their necks and chests. They wore these outfits every day to pick Xue Ling up from get off work or to go out. When they were going to go outside, they would put on a coat to cover up their outfits underneath, which was also Bao Long's requirement.
The three female slaves were about to change Ai Ling's clothes again. They removed the "heavy armor" Ai Ling had been wearing and placed the same leather mesh corset and neck collar on her snow-white naked body, just like the three female slaves. After the neck collar was put on, the leather straps on her body were adjusted. The slave in front held her, while the slave in the back tightened them, fastening about ten buckles from top to bottom. The straps dug into her body under the pressure, making Ai Ling's breasts stand out and swell. Her lower body was also highlighted by the tight straps, revealing the fullness of her vulva. Of course, the slave in the back didn't forget to insert two vibrating eggs into her vulva, leaving two wires and control clips, which were then inserted into the tight straps on her thighs. Another graceful, alluring, and beautiful bound body was displayed before them, even the three female slaves had to take a deep breath to calm themselves. Afterwards, they put a relatively transparent snow-white coat on Ai Ling. If one looked closely, the leather mesh corset and neck collar underneath would be visible. Next, they handcuffed Ai Ling's hands to her thighs, then stuffed a large, waterproof vibrating egg with a built-in battery into her mouth, sealing it with strong duct tape. Ai Ling couldn't speak or spit out anything. After that, Hong Nu put a large sanitary mask on Ai Ling. Once everything was in place, they opened the sun-blocking car windows, and the three of them got out and stood at a distance.
From afar, the passing crowd could see a luxurious sedan with a beautiful young woman in a snow-white dress leaning against the window, admiring the scenery outside. She was wearing a large mask, whether due to a cold or something else, but her eyes were still bright, captivating, and filled with a sense of allure and longing. But for Ai Ling, even though she was sitting inside the car and covered by a coat, she felt that all the gazes she received could see through the outer covering, directly looking at her humiliating leather belt, mesh corset, and neck collar. The greedy eyes of the crowd made her body burn with heat, burning straight to her heart.
Ai Ling was woken up early again by the three female slaves, Li, Xing, and Hong. Ai Ling knew that this earlier than usual was because they were going to give her extra torture today. It was probably because she had shown a slight expression of masochism in the office yesterday, and Bao Long was going to punish her. Could Ai Ling be blamed? Anyone subjected to such intense stimulation and torture in the dark would have been unable to control their expressions.
The three slaves led Ai Ling to a special frame, which consisted of several independent support pillars and trays, supporting her two lower legs, waist and hips, upper shoulders, hands, and head respectively, with two straps securing each part. The three female slaves, Li, Xing, and Hong, put Ai Ling on the frame together, first spreading her lower legs in an M-shape on the leg supports. The leg supports were higher than the others, like a gynecological examination bench in a hospital, and the lower legs were secured with straps. Ai Ling's hands were spread out horizontally in a cross shape and tied to the hand supports on both sides. Of course, the three slaves then used straps to secure Ai Ling's waist, hips, shoulders, and head. At this moment, Ai Ling was tightly bound to the frame, unable to resist whatever methods the three female slaves, Li, Xing, and Hong, used on her. She could only wait and accept it with fear.
After checking that all the bindings were secure, Hong took a box of pink ointment and, with her gloved hands, scooped out some and applied it to the inside and outside of Ai Ling's vulva, gently massaging as she did so. The ointment today was a different color than usual. Li, also wearing gloves, scooped out some and applied it to Ai Ling's breasts, also gently massaging as she did so.
Xing, meanwhile, stood by, holding a specially designed, extended anal plug and a thin, special steel plate in each hand.
At first, Ai Ling only felt the ointment on the affected area was cool, but gradually she felt the massage from Li and Hong becoming very comfortable and desirable... and then she wanted to move her body to receive it, but then the two slaves stopped. Ailing's breasts and genitals began to feel slightly hot and itchy, and a growing urge to rouse her surged within her. She desperately needed to touch her lower body and breasts, but the two slaves stopped at this crucial moment. Ailing wanted to touch and comfort her breasts and genitals, but she was bound and unable to move. As the cream penetrated deeply, the sensation spread rapidly. Ailing realized that the aphrodisiac applied to her was incredibly potent and overpowering; no wonder the slaves wore gloves to apply it. Soon, the sensation reached its peak. Ailing felt as if a thousand ants were gnawing at her heart; the unsatisfied desire to soothe her breasts and genitals left her feeling utterly empty, while her hands remained forcibly restrained. "Ah..." A painful sound involuntarily escaped Ailing's lips, and her body could only twitch slightly.
Seeing that it was time, Xing, the slave, approached with the two instruments in his hands. A specially designed, elongated anal plug, a full twenty centimeters long and 35 millimeters in diameter, smaller at the outside and larger at the inside, with a slightly bulging air sac in the middle, and a small ring and valve at the outer end. As Ai Ling was tormented by her desperate need for comfort, Xing Nu forcefully inserted this enormous anal plug into her rear.
"Ah!..." The tearing sensation of the impact temporarily overwhelmed the previous sensations, causing Ai Ling to scream.
Xing Nu then used a small pump connected to the valve at the upper end to inflate the air sac in the middle of the anal plug. Immediately, Ai Ling felt the rod rapidly expanding inside, stretching against the four walls. Her rear entrance was deeply filled to the point of being so full, but soon the emptiness and the need for caresses, even the intense sexual craving, combined with the feeling of fullness and distension in her rear entrance, surged back again, wave after wave. A pair of ultra-thin stainless steel metal panties covered Xue Ling's lower body, covering her entire abdomen in the front and narrowing into a belt at the waist, which wrapped around her left and right sides and connected at the back. Of course, it was locked.
The thin panties were edged with soft rubber to prevent injury to Xue Ling's skin. At the back, like a "T"-shaped panty, there was only a narrow chain. When Xing Nu helped Xue Ling put it on, he threaded the small chain through the small ring on the outside of the anal plug before locking it to the belt, ensuring that the huge anal plug was firmly inserted into Xue Ling's rear garden no matter what.
After the steel panties were put on, the rest of the set, including a transparent latex suit, a specially made hard-breasted electrically stimulating bra, and so on, were routinely added to Xue Ling's body. This day was truly an eternity for Xue Ling. The thick, long foreign object was deeply inserted into her anus, making it impossible for her to walk normally. She wobbled from side to side like a duck, and with each step, the long thing moved inside her. But all her behavior had to be subtle so as not to be noticed by others. The back was filled with a surging, harassing sensation, while the front was coated with a potent and overpowering aphrodisiac, leaving Xue Ling with an endless emptiness and a sense of need, yet blocked by a cold, unyielding steel plate. She couldn't even satisfy her urges with her hands. The more her lower body craved, the more she wanted to touch it, and the more it itched and hated it when she couldn't reach it through the hard steel plate—a agonizing, bone-chilling itch. Vicious, vicious torture, extremely vicious and deliberate provocation of desire. Ah. Two more breasts, also blocked by a bra, were similarly in dire need of care, subjected to high-frequency electrical stimulation combined with the potent and overpowering aphrodisiac. All day long, Xue Ling was panting, her mouth opening and closing, sometimes slightly furrowing her brows and her cherry-like lips when subjected to stronger stimulation. To an unsuspecting outsider, how erotic would that be? (
Additional information: m6
supplement...)
Mo Ling, full name Xi Mo Ling, is the eldest of the three Xi sisters. A 29-year-old surgeon at Luocheng Municipal Hospital, she lost her mother at a young age and has shouldered much of her mother's responsibilities and worries. To care for her two younger sisters and their ailing father, she remains unmarried, despite having many suitors.
Yun Ling, the second sister, is a 26-year-old chemistry teacher at Luocheng Private Wencheng Technical Middle School. She enjoys outdoor sports and is a black belt in Taekwondo. Yun Ling is slightly older and more robust than her older sister.
Xue Ling, the youngest sister, is an administrative secretary at a multinational corporation in Luocheng.
All three sisters are beauties, possessing clear, captivating, bright eyes and full, delicate noses. Their heart-shaped lips are ethereal, and their features are perfectly proportioned. The eldest sister , perhaps due to the responsibilities she bears and her life experiences,
has... (The text abruptly ends here. ) The unbearable tension would eventually erupt. With the help of a kind-hearted person, I escaped that hellish place through the dog hole in the backyard. Seven days of fleeing...

But...
when Xue Ling was forced into the secret chamber by her twisted arms, the room was already filled with an eerie atmosphere.
She saw that Hong Nu was bound tightly with armor straps like a wrapped dumpling and suspended in the air under the beam. Her hands were tied behind her back, and her lower legs were bent and tightly bound to her thighs with more than ten leather straps. Two iron chains were fastened to one of the leather straps on each leg, suspending it upwards. A steel pipe restrained her knees, preventing her bound legs from closing. Several armor straps were also wrapped around her chest and crossed behind her back, suspended upwards by an iron chain. Three large chains converged at a steel ring in the middle before hanging from the beam. Hongnu's mouth was stuffed with an oversized gag, secured by straps on both sides and a Y-shaped band wrapped around her head and fastened at the back of her neck. A thin iron chain connected to a steel ring pulled her head back extremely, causing saliva to drip continuously from her mouth. No one spoke in the room, only the constant buzzing vibration of a thick, electric dildo inserted into Hongnu's vagina, vibrating tirelessly and intensely. To prevent the dildo from falling out, they tied the exposed section with thin rope before securing it to Hongnu's waist. Hongnu's features were contorted in pain, accompanied by muffled groans and cries of agony emanating from her throat, indicating the immense suffering she was enduring.
Li Nu and Xing Nu knelt on the ground, both with gags in their mouths and large, electric dildos inserted into their genitals, the same type as Hongnu's. Xing Nu even had an additional one inserted into her anus, though they weren't suspended. Their hands were braced against the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, whether from the vibrations of the dildos or the pain itself. Several unused dildos lay scattered on the ground, some thick and... They were each as long as a forearm, and Xue Ling felt a chill run down her spine at the sight. She couldn't imagine what it would feel like to be inserted into the three slaves. The buzzing of the three objects blended together like the echoes of hell. Bao Long, with his hands behind his back and facing away from them, looked sinister.
The two henchmen shoved Xue Ling hard, knocking her to the ground, where she landed right next to the two slaves. Seeing the objects inserted into their lower bodies vibrating wildly, and seeing a considerable amount of liquid dripping down their thighs from the large objects, Xue Ling shuddered with fear. Hearing the sound of Xue Ling being led away, Bao Long slowly turned around, his eyes fixed on Xue Ling.
"I've treated you like this, and you still run away?" Bao Long walked over, grabbed Xue Ling's lowered head, and said with a ticklish smile.
"I've settled your father's debts, I've paid your father's huge hospital bills, and I've taken care of his current life. And this is how you treat me?" "
I cherished you like a precious jewel!" Enraged, Bao Long grabbed Xue Ling's clothes at the chest. "You betrayed me!"
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Bao Long screamed through gritted teeth, followed by a series of slapping sounds.
But those sounds came from Bao Long's face; he was slapping himself for no reason.
... "Tell me, what benefits did you give that lowly slave to dare release you, ah..."
Xue Ling dared not look into those wolf-like, ferocious eyes, lowering her gaze to avoid Bao Long's eyes. "No, I didn't give anything. We pitied each other, not wanting the other to continue suffering under your torment," Xue Ling said softly but defiantly.
"Hahaha, good, you two good sisters, pitying each other, good."
Bao Long's voice grew even more sinister. "Stubborn, good." “
Scarface, Waterhead, take these two sisters away and keep them safe. If we don’t need them, we can sell them for a good price. If anything happens to them, I’ll take what’s hanging from your necks.”
The sound of chains churning filled the air as the two men lowered Hong Nu from the ceiling. When they placed her on the ground, she was limp and unresponsive, only the massive rod still vibrating in her lower body. Scarface and Waterhead each picked one up, hoisted them onto their shoulders, and carried Xue Ling and Hong Nu out of the secret room like sacks of rice, heading towards the dungeon.
The basement had stone walls on all four sides, no windows, and only a staircase connecting it to the outside. At the top of the stairs was a rusty steel door, but it looked thick and heavy. The basement was spacious, but only two dim light bulbs illuminated the dim light. Panting.
Xue Ling and Hong Nu were locked in the same iron cage, a space of about two square meters in size and about two meters high. The steel bars of the cage were thicker than a thumb. Because of Bao Long's instructions to "keep them extra secure," the men dared not neglect their duty and indeed put them in heavy "security." Xue Ling was standing with her legs spread wide, a thick steel collar around her neck, secured with a thick brass lock, and connected to a large iron chain suspending her from the steel support above, preventing her from slumping or sitting down. Her wrists and ankles were also encircled by equally thick steel bracelets and brass locks, with chains on both sides binding her hands and feet. Extremely stretched out. Each of their steel wrists was chained to a huge iron ball; the treatment of a serious death row inmate meant even wings couldn't carry them away. Hongnu and Xueling received the same treatment, their bodies still bound in a tortoise-shell style, and the huge electric dildo inserted into their genitals still attached. Both had large gags stuffed in their mouths, unable to speak, only able to silently gaze at each other, tears streaming down their faces.
Looking around, the basement was filled with no fewer than ten such iron cages. Each cage held one or two people, perhaps because the room was too dark. Some had their entire heads bound with armor, so no one knew who they were. Occasionally, soft, painful groans or muffled sobs could be heard. They all shared the same thought: an even crueler aftermath awaited them...
Yunling
. Principal Wentiao reached under his executive desk and pressed a button. The bookshelves behind his desk and chair slid quietly to the side, revealing the entrance to a secret passage. Wentiao pushed aside his chair and entered the secret room.
A pile of things lay huddled on the floor in the corner, emitting a soft "woof...woof..." "Sound." Wen Tiao glanced sideways at his new prey, becoming completely excited. Wen Tiao turned up the lights by two levels, making the room slightly brighter than before, but still rather dim, though one could vaguely make out the details. Ah! That was Yun Ling, the Yun Ling teacher who was always pure, quiet, and noble, but unlike her usual white turtleneck shirt, Yun Ling teacher was completely naked, huddled up, and tightly bound from head to toe with leather armor straps. A restraining hood with a forced-open gag was tightly bound to her head, and the pain of being tightly bound all over her body could not be relieved; she could only whimper from her mouth, forced open and unable to close. The sound had faded considerably over time.
The gag restraint hood had a strong metal opening, now covered by a cap. The rear half of the metal tube was inserted deep into Yunling's mouth, with her tongue pressed underneath. The metal gag was securely connected to the leather armor by metal rivets, with two straps running along the sides of her nose to her forehead and then over the top of her head to fasten at the back. The sides of the gag restraint hood were connected to a collar around her neck with wide leather straps. The collar, about fifteen centimeters high, tightly sealed Yunling's entire neck, secured by two outer leather straps. Four thick metal buckles were also distributed on the straps. Ling couldn't stand up; she remained huddled on the floor because the collar around her neck was locked to an iron ring on the ground.
Her body was also tightly bound with leather straps about two fingers wide, several straps separating from the iron rings between her breasts. Four straps went around Ling's breasts, binding her to the left and right and locking her at the back. Two more went around her shoulders, binding her to the iron rings at the back. Three more straps were distributed below her chest: one connected to a special chastity belt, and two tied around her abdomen. A wider leather strap with reinforced roots connected the collar to the iron rings at the chest. The back was... The wide leather straps, starting from the neck collar and connecting with loops, extended down to above the buttocks. The straps were covered with small metal buckles for easy fastening of all the restraints.
Yunling's arms were bound behind her back, with straps looping every ten centimeters from her upper arms to her wrists, binding her arms as close together as possible. The wrist loops had iron chains that fastened to the connecting leather straps at the back. This binding, along with the various knots in front, caused Yunling's body to arch forward. Her already full breasts appeared even more prominent and bulging under the tight pressure of the several black leather straps, and her snow-white skin showed a taut sheen.
Is this a special type of chastity belt for the lower body? No, it's a chastity belt made up of many tightly bound straps, so densely packed that it only looks like a pair of pants. A leather belt around the lower abdomen is located above the pelvis, with a steel plate inlaid in the middle. The two sides overlap in front of the lower abdomen and hang an exquisite brass lock. At the front of the leather belt are three straps, two thin and one wide. The two thin straps connect to a large rubber band covering the genitals, which is highly elastic. The wide middle strap is thickened, meaning it can withstand enormous tensile force. It is added on top of the large rubber band covering the genitals to strengthen the binding effect, and a small loop extends from the lower part to connect four straps to bind the thighs. At the back of the large rubber band covering the genitals, there is a connecting strap that fastens to the leather straps at the lower back, also made of highly elastic material. Thus, the elastic straps at the front and back keep the rubber band tightly sealed to the genitals no matter how the genitals move. A long wire extended from the edge of the large rubber band around Yunling's lower body, connecting to a transformer in the far corner. Good heavens, it was a huge, electrically powered dildo inserted into Yunling's vagina, an AC-powered dildo that worked continuously without batteries. How long had it been vibrating inside Yunling? There was a wet sheen around her lower body and inner thighs; the beautiful, delicate Yunling had been suffering from it. It was also enormous, its diameter wider than the thickened straps. Even the rubber bands pressing down on it and the tight straps couldn't conceal its thickness. Her legs were pressed tightly together, bound by straps spaced ten centimeters apart. Poor Yunling, no wonder her moans were so weak.
Wen Tiao approached Yun Ling, pressing his swollen member against his hand while glancing sideways at her as she endured relentless torment and was completely restrained. The sight was so arousing that he feared he might bleed to death.
"My dear goddess, is this enough for you? Have you ever experienced such abundant pleasure before, hehe?" Wen Tiao said slyly. "Look how wet you are down there, oh dear."
Yun Ling only began to recover when he entered. The relentless torment and restraint of the entire day had left her in a semi-conscious state, numb all over, her genitals feeling like they were about to burst, and experiencing intense vibrations. She didn't know how she had ended up in Wen Tiao's hands or how she had been tortured like this. She only remembered leaving late last night because of work, being suddenly gagged and drugged in the school corridor, and waking up to find herself in this state, having lived a very, very long day. The dim light and the nature of her torment prevented her from seeing who had entered, but she recognized Wen Tiao's voice. That was their principal, one of the people she hated, because she often received lewd looks and obscene words from Wen Tiao in her daily work. She felt that Wen Tiao was not worthy of being a principal or even of being in a place like a school. He was a hooligan and a pervert.

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