sadomasochism

Zongjie is my boyfriend. I know he has SM tendencies, but I'm not interested. I never imagined that one day he would do something like that to me when I wasn't prepared at all.

The first day, after 10 pm, as usual, I walked out of my workplace, a large department store. I work in the women's clothing section on the third floor. He picks me up from work every night, and tonight was no exception. I saw his car parked across the street from afar. I was still wearing my company uniform: a white princess-sleeved blouse, a pink tank top, a narrow skirt, beige sheer stockings, and white high-heeled sandals. I drove through the traffic and got into the car. As usual, we chatted for a few minutes, then he stepped on the gas and drove off. The car quickly passed through the bustling city and entered the industrial road.

"Ying! I want to do something different tonight, okay?"

Before I could understand what he meant, he pulled the car over to the side of the road. There weren't many cars around, and under the dim streetlights, an unpleasant feeling welled up inside me.

"Jie, I don't understand what you mean. What do you want to do?"

"It'll be fun! Come on! Come with me to the back seat and you'll see..."

I was completely bewildered, not knowing what he was up to. Anyway, he usually made the decisions, so I went along with it. I got to the back seat. As soon as he saw me bend down to get into the car, he suddenly grabbed my hands from behind and pushed me down onto the seat!

"Ying! From now on, pretend you don't know me. Let's do something special!" A lewd laugh followed.

"What are you going to do to me? I..." Before I could finish speaking, he stuffed a white cloth into my mouth, twisted my hands behind my back, took out a bunch of ropes, picked out a longer one, and tied my hands behind my back. Then he wrapped it around my arms and body several times, tightly binding them. Next, he picked a shorter one and tied my legs together. To prevent the cloth in my mouth from coming loose, he took out another long strip of white cloth, wrapped it around my lips, made me bite down on it, and pulled it forcefully to the back of my neck to tie it up, securing the cloth in my mouth. I only felt waves of discomfort in my throat, but I couldn't make a sound...

"Alright, now you can't escape or make a sound, so let's just spend these few days together!"

I looked at his strange eyes one last time, and then he blindfolded me with a cloth. I shook my head desperately to resist, but it was no use, and I could only let him do as he pleased. In complete darkness, we drove for about half an hour. The radio played songs continuously along the way, but I couldn't hear anything outside the car. I could only vaguely hear him humming occasionally. Finally, there was the sound of an iron gate being pulled open; he parked the car inside!

My hands and feet, bound behind my back, were numb and unresponsive. When he opened the car door and pulled me out, my legs involuntarily buckled to my knees. He simply hoisted me onto his shoulder, and with a series of door opening and closing sounds, I was placed on the carpet. Whether from tension, fear, or unease, I felt utterly exhausted, my consciousness gradually fading until I finally passed out. I

was awakened by voices. Opening my eyes, the blindfold had been removed. Looking around, I found myself in an unfamiliar room. Listening closely, I heard Jay making a phone call in the next room.

"It's like this, she's not feeling well and needs to take three consecutive days of sick leave; she can't come to work!"

Huh? So Jay had secretly taken three days off for me from work, fabricating a sick excuse. What was he up to? I squirmed, my body bound tightly with ropes all night, my limbs numb and seemingly devoid of feeling. "Oh! Ying, you're awake. Did you sleep well?" Jie walked in from outside.

"Ugh...uh...uh-huh!" I tried to speak, but my mouth was stuffed with cloth, and another piece of cloth was tied between my lips.

"Oh! I almost forgot, you can't speak. Come on! I'll untie you so you can breathe, my sweet baby!" The cloth in my mouth was removed, and the stuffed cloth was taken out, already soaked with saliva.

"Jie! What are you trying to do? Don't do this, untie my hands and feet, please..."

I pleaded. "Hey, you're wrong. This thing on you will be with you for the next three days, so get used to it!"

"What? You want me to live like this for three days? With my hands and feet tied for three days?"

"Of course, it'll be fun! Come on! I'll get you some food, wait a minute!"

Watching Jay turn away, I realized what I would be like for the next three days, and tears streamed down my face. He used a large plate to hold some starchy stuff mixed with some liquid, which looked like dog food.

He placed it on the ground far away and beckoned to me. "Come on! This is how you'll be fed for the next three days. Figure out how to crawl over and eat, or you'll starve!" Another lewd laugh followed.

As Jay walked away, I couldn't help but sob softly, imagining myself being fed like a dog. Although I didn't want to be treated like this, I couldn't bear the hunger and thirst, and had no choice but to eat. I twisted my body and slowly crawled towards the plate of dog food and started eating, no longer caring about my appearance. With my hands and feet bound behind my back, I could only eat by pressing my mouth close to the plate, looking worse than a dog. Suddenly, I remembered he was on the phone that morning! That's it! The phone was right outside the room!

I quickly let go of the plate and desperately crawled towards the door. As long as I could make a call, I would call anyone. As long as someone knew I wasn't sick and had

n't taken the day off, someone would come to rescue me. But with my hands and feet bound, I couldn't stand up. I struggled to my feet, but after a few steps, I fell to the ground again. I could only crawl forward. The short distance seemed impossibly far, but it was my only hope. After much effort, I finally crawled to the phone table. I tripped over the phone cord with my feet and pulled it off with all my might. The phone fell to the floor. I twisted my body and turned around, using my bound hands to dial the number of my friend Lan. "Ring~~~~~ Ring~~~~~" As the other person's phone rang, my heart pounded faster and faster!

"Hurry! Come pick me up! Anyone will do, as long as someone knows I'm tied up here." Suddenly, a large hand grabbed me from behind, and at the same time, a round, ball-like object was shoved into my mouth and secured behind my neck with a leather strap. Simultaneously, someone answered the phone.

"Hello, who is this?" I recognized Lan's voice; of course, Jie knew it was Lan too. "Hello, Lan, this is Jie. Ying is sick and on leave, not feeling well. I'm sorry to have troubled you for the past three days!" (Oh my god! Even Lan was fooled! Help! Lan!)

Of course, Lan couldn't hear these words; the ball was stuffed in my mouth, and I couldn't speak.

"Ah! Is that alright? Can Ying speak now? I want to say a few words to her."

"Ugh... um..." I tried desperately to shout! "Oh! It's not convenient! Ying can't speak right now!"

As Jie said this, he forcefully pulled the leather strap from behind my neck, causing the ball in my mouth to sink deeper into my throat.

"Oh! I won't force you! Remember to see a doctor. Also, I'm going to see her tonight, you can come pick me up!" (Ah~~~ Lan, please don't come, you've been tricked!)

"Okay! I'll wait for you in front of your company tonight, and then we'll come see Ying together!" Hearing Lan's promise, tears streamed down my face. I've ruined her life!

"Hehe! Not bad, I've found you a companion, which saves me trouble. Heh... You want to call for help? Let's see how I deal with you!" Slap slap slap! Several slaps. Jie had never cursed at me before, let alone tied my hands and feet and beat me. This was the first time.

"I'll give you some punishment. No lunch, no water. Let's see if you dare to disobey again."

I was taken back to the room, and my eyes were blindfolded again. The only difference was that the cloth in my mouth was now a hard ball, and saliva kept flowing out of the hole in the ball. My throat was dry and uncomfortable, and my hands and feet were numb and without feeling. I collapsed helplessly on the carpet.

I was jolted awake again by the urge to urinate in my lower abdomen. Oh no, I needed to pee! What should I do? I hadn't been to the toilet since last night, and I finally couldn't hold it in any longer. But how could I
relieve myself now? My hands and feet were bound with rope. Where was Jie? I curled up, trying to hold it in!

"Ugh...wooo...wooo!"

I tried my best to let out the loudest groan from deep in my throat, hoping Jie would hear me.

But a minute, two minutes passed, and there was no sign of Jie. Where did you go? I tossed and turned on the floor, desperate to urinate, but I couldn't break free of the ropes. I didn't know what to do. (Help! Someone help me untie these ropes! I can't hold it anymore, I need to pee!) I lay back, trying to relieve the swelling, squeezing my legs together tightly, straining my genitals. I even pulled my bound legs towards my chest. I didn't want to pee!

Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer, and urine gushed out like a flood. The warm, wet sensation seeped through my pantyhose, down my buttocks, soaked my inner thighs and skirt, and flowed onto the floor. It ran for almost a minute. For the first time, I felt an overwhelming sense of shame. I had wet my pants, and in this state! I was so embarrassed! *Slap! Slap!* Several sounds. Even though my eyes were covered, I could tell it was the sound of a camera flash. Someone was taking pictures of me. Who was it? Was it Jay?

"Ha…finally couldn't take it anymore and peed! I deliberately made you pee here. How about that, fun?"

Jay ripped off the blindfold and continued taking pictures mercilessly. I desperately shook my head in resistance, but I couldn't stop him. I could only let him photograph my pathetic state. So he had planned all of this. He must have seen everything I was doing, writhing and struggling on the floor. Jay! Why did you torture me like this? Why did you treat me like this?

"Heh...so cute, you peed your pants! Come on! Let me clean you up, be good! Heh..." I was carried through the corridor to the bathroom. Jay put me on the bathroom floor and forcefully pulled off my top, skirt, and sandals. Because my arms were tightly bound, Jay cut my top with scissors, tearing it off along with my bra, revealing my full, perky breasts. Now I was only wearing panties, pantyhose, and of course, the rope binding me like a dumpling, and the ball stuffed in my mouth.

Pulling down my pantyhose, Jay then slowly cut open my panties with scissors. The panties were soaked with urine; you could still see urine dripping down like rain. Turning me around, the ball in my mouth was removed. Just as I was about to clear my throat, a wad of cloth was immediately stuffed into my throat. Oh my god!

My underwear was stuffed into my mouth, the smell of urine choking me. It was then used to seal the urine, this time with my pantyhose. I closed my eyes in discomfort, but Jay didn't let me off the hook. He took out a hose and sprayed water all over me, soaking me completely.

"Ha... wash yourself clean, or you'll smell!"

What followed was even more cruel. Jay took out an electric fan, turned it on, and the cold air poured directly onto me. My soaking wet body shivered from the strong wind. I curled up, struggling to hide in a corner. The relentless wind kept blowing on me, and I couldn't even scream. Tears streamed down my face.

After a brutal ordeal, my hands and feet were finally untied, but I was not freed. It was dinner time, and I was taken to a room and placed on a wooden chair with a backrest. My hands were no longer bound by rope, but instead, they were handcuffed to the back of the chair, and my feet were tied together to the crossbar of the chair leg. My panties were removed from my mouth, and I immediately vomited a few times. The pungent and nauseating smell was unbearable. Just like in the morning, Jay took a plate, filled it with some food, and fed me bite by bite. How could I possibly eat at that moment?

"Ah! It's almost time. After you finish eating, I need to go pick up your best friend to keep you company. You stay home and wait for me to come back."

"Jay! I beg you, let Lan go. I'll do whatever you want, just please let Lan go..."

He acted as if he didn't hear me, turned around, straightened the rope, and casually took out the ball again. He grabbed my chin, forcefully stuffed the ball into my mouth, and fastened it with a belt. Then he used a rope to tightly bind my upper body to the back of the chair, making my breasts swell and become even more erect.

"Lan is a pretty girl too. I'll treat her well. You'd better behave and not make any noise, or you'll be sorry!"

Then came a heavy slap on the back of my neck. I felt dizzy and passed out again. I don't know how much time passed before I gradually regained consciousness. I opened my eyes hazily and saw a beautiful girl in front of me. It was Lan! I felt like I had been rescued. I didn't care about the ball in my mouth and desperately tried to make a sound! "Ugh... Ugh! Ugh... Ugh..." (Lan, help me! Help me get untied!) I thought to myself. But unexpectedly, Lan didn't untie me immediately. She just looked at me with a faint smile. Lan walked closer to me, looked at me, then went behind me, stroked my long hair, and said teasingly,

"Ni! You're so beautiful. I like you just the way you are, really!" Another sweet smile. (Lan, you're crazy! Let's run away together! If Jie comes back, we won't be able to leave.)

Lan couldn't hear me. She only saw me crying, shaking my head, struggling and thrashing my body, making sobbing sounds from deep in my throat. What happened next almost made me completely despair. I never expected this to happen! Lan slowly walked up to me. I looked her up and down. She wore a white, sleeveless, form-fitting dress that tightly hugged her alluring curves. Her long, glossy black hair cascaded down her left chest. Her face was lightly made up, revealing large, watery eyes, sweet dimples, and a provocative smile. On her feet were white stiletto heels, and her long, shapely legs, visible through thin skin-colored stockings, were even more captivating. Lan slowly placed her hands behind her back, revealing her model-like figure.

At the same time, Jie appeared behind me, holding a rope. He walked over to Lan and effortlessly tied her hands behind her back. He then wrapped the same rope around her chest, tightly binding her breasts. Next, he began to tie Lan's feet. After her feet were tied, Lan was pushed to kneel in front of me.

"Heh... Compared to you, Lan is much more obedient. I thought she would resist fiercely, and I planned to tie her up in the car, but she cooperated very well and even asked to be tied up in front of you. It turns out Lan has SM tendencies like me. Heh... What a coincidence!"

"Ying! I really want a man to tie me up and torture me. I like it so much!" Lan said with a smile.

What followed was a scene that aroused my lust. Jie took off his pants, his hard penis already erect. He then ordered Lan to open her mouth and swallow his penis. Watching Lan sucking, I bit down hard on the ball in my mouth, my heart pounding.

I watched helplessly as they thrust back and forth, growing increasingly agitated. Finally, Jie ejaculated, his semen covering Lan's face. Ling licked the hot semen off her face. Jie picked up his underwear, knelt down, and began wiping Lan's face, from her forehead to her mouth. He then stuffed the semen-soaked underwear into Lan's mouth and tied it tightly with another piece of cloth, securing it there. Lan was now unable to speak.

My hopes of escape were completely shattered. After blindfolding Ling, Jie took an electric dildo and forcefully inserted it into Lan's vagina. He turned it on, and the sound of the motor filled the air. Seeing Lan curled up at my feet, I felt a surge of ecstatic satisfaction, and tears streamed down my face. I spent my second night amidst the sounds of the motor and Lan's moans.

The next day, the morning sunlight streamed through the window. I felt weak and listless, slumped in a chair, my mind blank, unable to think of anything. Lan had spent the night lying on the floor; the vibrating dildo had stopped working because the battery was dead. The girl before me was a familiar figure, yet now felt strangely unfamiliar. Jay came out of the room, shirtless, holding a leather whip. He looked at me, then at Lan, kicking her. She groaned a few times. Jay yelled, swinging the whip mercilessly across Lan's body. She cried out in pain, writhing and curling up.

"Get up! There are different games waiting for you today!" The ropes binding me were undone, leaving only the handcuffs and the ball in my mouth. I was first taken to another room, which was more like a storage room with a bed added. Then my hands and one foot were hoisted high up, and I was completely naked. The pain of being suspended was unbearable. Because I was standing on only one leg, I was unbalanced and felt like a doll, swaying back and forth in the air.

Then Lan was brought in. Jay pushed her forward, but he didn't untie the ropes binding her hands and feet, so Lan hopped into the room. After a while, Lan was pushed onto the bed, and only then were her hands and feet untied. The underwear covering her mouth and the cloth covering her eyes were also removed. The ball in my mouth was then removed, and after breakfast in the same way, Lan's clothes, shoes, and socks were stripped off completely. Her naked body was then bound tightly. This time, Jie used several hemp ropes to tie her body in a pattern resembling a tortoise shell, even binding her genitals tightly with hemp rope. He tied knots near her sensitive areas. Lan lay face down on the bed, her legs bent behind her back and tightly bound to her hands behind her back, unable to move. Then, another ball was stuffed into her mouth and fastened behind her head with a belt, causing saliva to flow continuously. Then the cruel game began. Jie lit two candles, and the red candlelight dripped wax onto Lan's back and buttocks. He turned her around, not even sparing her perky breasts. The wax dripping onto her body looked like tattoos. Lan couldn't bear the high temperature and screamed. I couldn't bear to watch any longer.

"Jay! I beg you, let Lan go! Don't torture her anymore, she's in unbearable pain..."

Jay turned and glared at me, placing the candle between Lan's legs. He walked closer and slapped me twice hard. He grabbed Lan's panties and shoved them into my mouth, then wrapped her pantyhose around my mouth several times to secure them, preventing me from speaking. "You'd better behave yourself. How about it? Want some punishment too? Fine!" The

vibrating dildo, with its new batteries, was inserted into my vagina and started operating. Instantly, my whole body went limp. It burrowed inside me, and a surge of excited pleasure welled up inside me. I writhed incessantly, experiencing the pleasure of being tortured for the first time—a unique feeling I'd never felt before. Gradually, I lost the strength to resist. In this strange sensation, I lost myself, feeling completely lost, and had no desire to resist. Before the candle had burned out, Lan's body was covered in wax residue, her face streaked with tears, yet she wore a look of satisfaction. Jay began whipping Lan, each lash leaving several marks of the wax coating on her body. She howled along, circling the bed as the whip continued to lash out. Lan's body convulsed repeatedly. Dozens of lashes left her body red and swollen, the wax coating flakes off.

The entire morning was spent in groans of agony. Lan was exhausted and collapsed onto the bed. In the afternoon, I was still naked, thankfully all my restraints had been removed. However, to prevent my escape, Jay locked me in a large iron cage. He ordered me not to shout, or he would tie me up and gag me again. So, to avoid being bound, I obediently complied. Lan, on the other hand, was locked in another iron cage. She wasn't as lucky as me. Besides being stripped naked, her hands were still bound behind her back, her legs were tightly bound together, and her mouth was gagged with a ball. She lay immobile in the iron cage, her body still red and swollen, her weak body pitiful.

Around dusk, Jay brought in a bunch of things, which looked like tools used for enemas in hospitals: an extra-large syringe, a bedpan, and some unidentified instruments. He laid them all out in front of Lan's cage, and then she was led out of the cage and made to lie on the ground like a dog with her buttocks sticking up high. The syringe was filled with liquid, probably several hundred milliliters! One syringe after another was poured into Lan's anus. Ling frowned, enduring the uncomfortable pain. After several repetitions, Jie put down the syringe, picked up the bedpan, and placed it on the ground. He grabbed her hair with one hand and slapped Ling's buttocks hard with the other. I saw Lan biting down hard on the ball in her mouth, her eyes tightly closed. In just a few minutes, I felt Lan's abdomen rumbling. The liquid that had been poured in, along with some excrement, all poured out, filling the bedpan. Jie looked at it and smiled triumphantly. Lan looked exhausted and lay motionless on the ground. Jie didn't let up. He grabbed Lan's head and forced it against the bedpan, almost touching the disgusting excrement. She resisted, shaking her head and roaring, but no sound came out.

"Heh...look at what you just vomited, how does it taste? Ha..."

Lan glared at him, but was slapped instead, falling to the ground, the chamber pot overturned, and the whole room filled with a foul odor.

"Fine! You'll have to endure this stench in this room all night! If you dare disobey, I'll punish you!"

Just as he turned to leave, Jie suddenly turned back to look at me, leering as he spoke.

"Ah! You almost got off easy, thank goodness! Otherwise, I wouldn't have let you off so easily."

The result was not hard to imagine: my hands and feet were tightly bound again, my mouth was gagged, and I was locked in an iron cage, after which Jie swaggered away. And so, I spent the night.

The third day, I had been tied up here for three whole days, suffering unprecedented abuse and humiliation. The physical restraint and lack of freedom, the shame and helplessness in my mind—I had never experienced anything like this before. It was as if I had entered a new world and encountered some completely new things. Lan is a good friend and colleague of mine. From our deep friendship in the past, I suddenly felt a slight pang of tenderness towards her. I discovered she wasn't what I had imagined. I thought Lan looked so beautiful, so incredibly beautiful, tied up.

I don't know if it's because I've gotten used to it, or if I truly love it, but I've come to accept, even come to love, the restraints. I've found myself gradually liking these constraints; I like being tied up, tightly bound.

Today is the last day. Early this morning, Jie cleaned us both thoroughly. Neither of us resisted; we even splashed water at each other while showering. After showering, Jay led us to the room. Two sets of clothes, underwear, a makeup case, high heels, and pantyhose were laid out on the bed. We were told to put them on. First, he applied foundation, purple eyeshadow, and lipstick. Then we put on the underwear and pantyhose, followed by the clothes—a very short black leather jacket and tight-fitting skirt, which looked incredibly sexy. Paired with those extremely sexy high heels, we were almost irresistibly drawn to our reflections in the mirror. Jay told us that he was taking us to meet the "Queen" of the SM world. Lan shouted excitedly, while I was confused about what was going on. However, Lan later told me that the Queen rarely met people, and meeting her was a rare opportunity, so we had to perform well.

Our hands were handcuffed behind our backs, and balls were gagged. Soon, the Queen's car arrived to pick us up. Once inside, our eyes were blindfolded, supposedly to keep the Queen's address a secret—it was truly mysterious. After about an hour's drive, the car stopped, and Lan and I were led out and inside. Only then were the blindfolds removed. It was a magnificent hall, spacious enough to park dozens of cars. Men in sharp suits stood on either side. Jay led us forward, finally stopping in front of a round table. A woman, around forty or fifty years old, sat on it, flanked by female attendants. Two heavily made-up women lay at her feet, completely naked, their hands and feet bound with rope, their mouths gagged with balls, drool soaking the carpet. Jay bowed politely and then knelt on one knee.

"Your Majesty, I have brought the person you requested to see."

It was the Queen. She looked Lan and me up and down carefully.

"Both are quite good-looking! Quite cute, and have great figures!"

The Queen spoke with satisfaction, then gestured to the maid beside her. The maid nodded and came down to us. Our handcuffs were unlocked, and then another maid came over carrying a tray with several ropes on it.

The two maids each grabbed one rope and tied our hands behind our backs. Their practiced movements were astonishing. In just a few minutes, Ling and I were completely bound, forced to kneel before the Queen, heads bowed, drool dripping from our mouths. Then a burly man came over, holding a leather whip, and lashed us dozens of times. Lan and I both let out painful screams, tears streaming down our faces. Then we were laid flat on the ground, our feet bound with another rope, and slowly pulled up, gradually becoming upside down. We felt a painful rush of blood to our heads. Hanging upside down in the air, every slight struggle or sway brought the whip down mercilessly. Our screams filled the hall, while Jie watched from the side.

After being tortured, we both knelt on the ground again. Two men came forward, untied the balls from our mouths, and at the same time unzipped their pants, took out their hard penises, and stuffed them into Lan's and my mouths respectively. It was the first time I felt that thing in my mouth. Lan, having been trained by Jie, was already quite skilled at sucking, while I slowly thrust in and out, feeling the penis pressing against the depths of my throat. I would occasionally lick the smooth head with my tongue, and the man would make satisfied sounds because of my actions.

After a few minutes of thrusting, I felt the penis suddenly become harder and thicker. The man let out a cry, and then the hard thing in my mouth trembled as if convulsing. Finally, with a powerful thrust, I felt hot, slippery liquid rush into my throat, filling my mouth. After a few thrusts, the man pulled out his penis, his semen still shooting out, this time onto my face. At the same time, Ling's man also ejaculated, and we were both sprayed with semen. The Queen nodded happily, very satisfied with our performance.

"You two are great, I like you. Welcome to the SM world! From now on, you will be given tasks to help our SM community flourish!"

Afterwards, the Queen went inside to rest, and Lan and I were brought out again, handcuffed, gagged, and blindfolded. The car took us away again, back to where we started. For the next few days, Lan and I went back to work as usual. We never mentioned this extraordinary experience to other girls. Occasionally, when Lan and I bumped into each other at work, we would smile knowingly. These three days changed my life and some of my perspectives. I altered my company uniform skirt to be shorter and tighter, wore stockings, and the friction between my legs as I walked produced unparalleled pleasure.

Lan and I developed a relationship beyond friendship; sometimes we would meet at home, or even during lunch break, to go to a hotel, where we would bind and abuse each other, enjoying the pleasurable sensations together! Jay is loving me more and more. After I get off work, he always picks me up and takes me straight to his place for our SM games. Sometimes he even parks his car on the side of the road and plays in it. Under his skillful rope binding, I lose myself in the world of SM…

I like it, I like being tied up, in the lonely nights, being bound and tortured, letting me enjoy the pleasure of being abused!

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