Bound Life

First

I'm an ordinary college student studying in another city.

Due to the skyrocketing housing prices, my parents bought a house in the city where I study, which can be used as both
a residence and an investment. So I moved out of the school dormitory and into this house
.

It's a townhouse with a separate garage and basement.

After some simple renovations, it's quite comfortable for one person to live in.

Another day of classes ended, and I returned home. I saw that the house next door had moved in. A
moving company truck was parked at the door, along with a yellow Lamborghini.

A beautiful woman got out of the car, wearing a tight beige short dress, black stockings, and over-the-knee
black boots. Her hair was slightly blonde, and she had a hot figure.

"A goddess..."

I thought, she was truly a feast for the eyes. Having such a neighbor is a very nice thing.

As usual, I turned on my computer.

The Bondage collection was already downloaded. Watching
the scenes of sexy European and American women being bound and stimulated by vibrators, moaning incessantly, I felt my blood boiling.

I'm an SM enthusiast.

At first, I found ropes on beautiful women incredibly sexy, arousing my libido.

Later, I discovered that professional bondage equipment combined with ropes creates a more pronounced sensory impact. For example, SM-specific
latex clothing, those with significant erotic value, seems to stimulate me even more.

The clothes worn by the female protagonists in these Western bondage short films are more to my taste, so
I prefer Western styles to Japanese and Korean ones.

After releasing myself, I went out to eat as usual.

The yellow Lamborghini hadn't left. It was still conspicuously parked in front of the villa next door.

"Should I visit my neighbor…?"

I hesitated, standing at my door.

After much deliberation, I walked to her door and knocked.

There was no response…

Had she already gone out?

I knocked again.

But still no response.

I decided to give up and just go out to eat.

About an hour later, I returned to my own door and, as usual, knocked on her door.

This time, there was a quick response.

"Who is it..."

"My neighbor..." I replied.

Soon, the door opened a crack, and a youthful face appeared.

Her face was even more beautiful than I had imagined, with delicate features and radiant white skin.

"Did you just move in today?" I asked, controlling myself.

"Yes."

She still didn't seem inclined to open the door.

"Well, I live right next door. Remember to call if you need anything..."

I handed her a note with my phone number on it.

She took the note through the crack, said thank you, and opened the door, perhaps with a little more
trust.

"Please come in..."

"I won't come in. It's quite late now. You probably live alone..."

I said, trying to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor.

Turning back and leaving was the best option.

"Ah..." Her face flushed slightly, realizing that keeping the door chain closed had been rather impolite
.

Chapter Two

I hadn't seen her for several days. Perhaps the timing wasn't quite right; I returned when she wasn't
.

But I noticed something strange.

Sometimes I come home very late, and the lights in her house aren't on. But
when I check the security camera footage from my front door, I find that she's already home, but hasn't gone out again.

Moreover, there's someone else who usually enters her house shortly after she gets home.

So the fact that the lights aren't on becomes even more unusual.

This question started to take root in my mind, and I decided to investigate.

To investigate this, the most important thing is to find a way to get into that villa.

I looked at my recently favored drone, and an idea popped into my head.

"I'll use you!"

I opened the drone's box and activated its camera function.

This is a fairly high-end model in its series; its main feature is its extremely
low flight noise, which is perfect for my purpose: to take covert photos.

After deciding, I upgraded the drone's features, giving the under-mounted camera an infrared function,
allowing for better nighttime filming.

One afternoon, I launched the drone.

The curtains in the neighboring villa were all tightly closed; it seemed like nothing could be seen from the outside.

Several days passed, and nothing changed.

This completely ruined my plan.

I thought for a moment and decided to start by getting into the villa.

I picked up a box of melons my parents had sent me. They were grown on a farm contracted by their friend, using
technology specially imported from Hokkaido—completely organic food, which should be very attractive to girls.

I took the box of melons and knocked on her villa's door.

"Who is it?"

It was that familiar voice again.

"It's me..."

She opened the door when she heard me, this time less wary,
and let me in directly.

"This is a box of melons, made with imported Hokkaido technology..."

I placed the box of melons on the ground beside me.

"That's great?"

"Yeah, anyway, my parents sent me a lot, I can't eat it all by myself, giving it to a beautiful lady is a pretty
good choice..." I replied.

"Well then, I've given you the gift, I should go now..."

"Thank you... Oh, right, I have something for you too. Wait for me, I'll go upstairs to
get it."

She gestured for me to sit down, then went upstairs herself.

I took out the bugging device from my pocket and stuck it under the sofa.

After a while, she came downstairs with a bag of coffee powder.

"This is freshly ground low-latitude Blue Mountain coffee, although it's been processed, it's still pretty good. Here you go..."

I took the coffee powder and couldn't wait to go home and turn on the bugging device.

Because the listening distance was very close, the signal was very good, and the volume of the sound was basically the same as indoors
.

An hour later, I heard the sound of the front door opening.

"Sister..."

So that person was her younger sister, no wonder they looked a little alike.

Her younger sister dressed less maturely, often wearing a school uniform and black stockings that reached her upper thighs,
along with high-heeled shoes.

"Sister...how do you want to play today..."

"Sister...how do you want to play with your sister?"

Her voice was incredibly seductive.

"Hmph...call me Your Majesty!"

Her sister's voice suddenly became stern.

"Yes...Your Majesty..."

The older sister's voice became soft and submissive.

"Today, I'll let you experience crawling, completely bound." Her sister said.

There was the sound of a whip cracking.

There was the whooshing sound of wind. And

there were the alluring moans.

I couldn't hold back any longer. I took out my penis and started stroking it.

Soon, I heard the whistling sounds of someone groaning forcefully after having a gag in their mouth coming from the other end of the listening device.

I knew my chance had come.

I walked to their villa door and knocked again.

Chapter Three

This time, there was no sound from inside.

I started banging on the door, then pinched my nose and changed my voice, shouting, "Neighborhood Committee, open the door!"

Finally, after a minute, the door opened.

The younger sister didn't seem as wary as her older sister; she

simply flung the door open. I rammed into the door, knocking her to the ground as well.

After glancing at her bound like a horse on the floor, I pressed down on top of her, then
forcefully pulled her hands behind her back. I pinned her legs down with one leg, and her upper body was directly beneath me
. How could a weak woman possibly resist my strength? I picked up a rope from the floor and began
to tie her wrists.

Although she struggled fiercely, it was futile.

Soon, her wrists were tightly bound together with the rope. Then, I wrapped the remaining
rope around her elbows, using the same method to bring her elbows as close together as possible. Her body was quite
flexible, and she was able to almost close them. I picked up the two rolls of rope still coiled on the coffee table and began binding
her breasts, tying her hands and body together.

"Let me go!"

she continued to struggle.

Once her upper body was bound, I released her upper body and focused on her lower body.

I brought her legs together and tied ropes around her ankles. After tightening them,
I tied several more ropes above her knees. This basic restraint was complete; she could only roll around on the ground
.

"What are you doing! Let me go, I'm calling the police!"

"Do you think you can call the police like this?"

I looked at her mockingly.

Looking at her sister on the other side,

she had changed into a lewd leather outfit. The top just covered her nipples,
with black stockings above them, through which her nipples were visible, secured with nipple clips.

Her short skirt just covered her upper thighs, and her boots reached above her knees, revealing some of her pubic
area. A remote control for a bouncing device was dragging beside her. She was blindfolded, gagged, and
bound like a horse, struggling weakly. She clearly knew what had happened at home,
but she had no ability to resist.

I decided to deal with this still-struggling sister first.

I picked up a horse-shaped gag from the coffee table. Then I pinched her nose, forcing her mouth open, and
shoved the gag inside.

"Ugh..." She still twisted her body, trying to break free, but unfortunately, her legs were tightly bound
, and she could barely stand.

There was also a leather jacket on the sofa, which looked like a queen's outfit; she must have changed out of it when she went to open the door
.

I picked up a vibrator from the coffee table and placed it on her private parts. Even through her skirt, she
could feel the strong vibration.

"Ugh..." She twisted her body, but then went limp, clearly not as
intense as before.

I continued to hold her with one arm, and with the other, I pressed the vibrator against her genitals.

"Mmm..."

"Mmm..." Her voice slowly began to become seductive, rather than an angry protest.

I took out a rope and began to secure the vibrator to her genitals, then used my free hands to tease her
nipples.

As soon as I touched her nipples, I could feel them beginning to erect,
a sign that her desire had been aroused. I began to slowly rub her nipples.

I rubbed around her nipples, pinching the tips.

With the vibrator stimulating her lower body and her nipples under my control, her voice quickly became
seductive and lascivious.

"Mmm...mmm..." Her body went limp, almost collapsing into my arms.

I knew the time was right. I laid her on the ground, took a few photos, then untied the vibrator
and lifted her skirt.

Then I untied the ropes binding her legs and started to take off her panties. It was a small pink lace pair.

Her legs only kicked symbolically a few times, clearly unable to escape my control. Soon, her thighs and
calves were bound together, and she had no ability to resist anymore.

I pulled out my penis and thrust it in.

She was still a virgin. I felt resistance when I penetrated, and then red blood
flowed out.

But because of sufficient foreplay, her vagina was lubricated enough, and there wasn't much pain.

With my rapid thrusting, her moans grew louder and louder.

"Ugh! Ugh!" This was the perfect aphrodisiac for me.

She quickly reached orgasm, her body convulsing a few times before she squirted.

"You can actually squirt!"

I immediately realized she was a gem.

After a few more thrusts, I ejaculated on her face.

Watching her fall to the ground, her face covered in semen, still making satisfied sounds after her orgasm,

I looked at her sister.

Because of the double stimulation from the nipple clamps and the vibrating egg inside her vagina, plus her sister's moans,
she had clearly also orgasmed. She wasn't wearing underwear under her leather skirt, and her vaginal fluids were flowing all over the floor.

I picked up the whip from the ground and started lashing her buttocks.

The whip had a very large contact area, causing pain but very little damage.

"Ugh!" She felt it immediately. Her body trembled, and the amount of vaginal fluid secreted increased even more. "

Ugh!"

"Ugh!" With each lash, vaginal fluid flowed out faster; I hadn't expected her buttocks to be so sensitive.

"Ugh!" I yanked the vibrator out of her vagina and eagerly began our second round.

The older sister's vagina felt even better than the younger sister's, with more folds inside. Although she wasn't a virgin, her vagina
was incredibly tight. I thrust forcefully inside, each stroke hitting her G-spot, watching her body
tremble beneath me.

"Ugh! Ugh!" She was still wearing a blindfold, and her moans were incredibly loud.

Just as she was about to climax, her vagina suddenly felt a suction, causing me to ejaculate inside her without restraint
. Immediately afterward, she also climaxed, though she couldn't squirt, the amount of vaginal fluid was still very
plentiful.

Chapter Four

I was also tired from our second round. Looking at the two sisters lying on the floor, with
the mixture of vaginal fluid and saliva on the ground

, I helped the older sister to the sofa. I untied the ropes binding her hands and feet, though
her legs remained bound together. I cleaned her genitals, allowing her to kneel on the sofa with difficulty
.

I removed her gag.

"Now I have a few questions. Answer them properly."

She seemed to ignore me and turned her head away.

I pressed the vibrator against her private parts. Without the protection of pants and underwear,
the stimulation to her private parts was even greater, causing her to moan. My hands were wet again.

"Ready to answer properly?"

I squeezed her nipple clamps again, letting her experience more pain and stimulation.

"Ah!"

"I'll talk, I'll talk!"

"What do you want to ask?"

She immediately gave in, after all, the pain on her nipples was still very obvious.

"What are your names?"

"My name is Wang Weijie, and my sister's name is Wang Weina."

"What do you do?"

"I am the executive director of a high-tech company, and my sister is studying at Jinhai University..."

"Jinhai University..."

That's my school. How could I not remember such a beautiful girl as her sister? As for
the name Wang Weina, I feel like I've heard it somewhere before. "What year is your sister in?" 　　"Freshman..."

She's 　　a year younger than me, so we probably don't have much interaction. 　　"What do you usually play with?" 　　She didn't answer. 　　"Tell me!" 　　I started fiddling with her nipple clamps again. 　　"Ah! I'll tell you, I'll tell you. Usually, she's the queen and I'm the slave, because we don't have any playmates like that , so it's just us taking turns. Of course, sometimes I'll be the queen and she'll be the slave, but that happens very rarely." 　　"Where are your toys? It can't just be these..." 　　This time, although she was very reluctant, she probably didn't want me to touch her nipples again, so she finally spoke up . 　　"The rest are in the basement." 　　I released her nipple clamps, and she started panting. 　　I removed her blindfold; she obviously already knew who I was from my voice and didn't show any surprise . 　　I picked up her sister and threw her onto the sofa. 　　"Where are you going?" 　　She panicked. 　　"What's it to you..." 　　I carried her sister to the basement door and opened it.

They had only moved in a few days ago, but the basement was already fully equipped with all sorts of equipment:
a chair with fixed legs and an electric shock device, a rocking horse with a relatively sharp back, and a metal cage in the corner
.

She looked at me in terror, knowing that today she was going to experience what she had bought.

I lifted her onto the rocking horse, which was ingeniously designed.

There was a metal ring at the top, through which a rope could be threaded. This forced her to sit upright on the horse,
unable to move to relieve the pressure on her vagina. There were also leather straps on the back of the horse, specifically designed to secure
the person's feet, making her unable to move.

Since her thighs and calves were already folded and bound, it was almost effortless for her to sit
on the horse. For a virgin, this experience was almost unbearable.

Then, I connected the ropes on her body to the metal ring at the top with another rope, forcing her to
sit upright. I then used leather straps to bind her feet to the back of the horse. Finally, I clipped a pair of nipple clamps onto her nipples
, attached to the front of the rocking horse—another accessory that came with the horse. Then I removed
the switch at the back of the rocking horse, and two rods instantly emerged from the bottom, inserting into her vagina and anus.

"Ughhhh!!!" She clearly felt intense stimulation; her vagina, still
sore from the recent loss of virginity, was now filled with foreign objects. Her entire weight pressed down on her sensitive areas. Her nipples were still
clamped, stretched to their limit.

"Ughhhhh!" Tears streamed down her face.

I turned on another switch, and the two vibrators began to vibrate wildly. The two
chains attached to the nipple clamps also began to contract, repeatedly pulling on her breasts.

I went down to the first floor and moved Wang Weijie to the basement.

I re-tied her up in the same way as the four horses. Her legs were bound together, and then
the rope connecting her ankles and elbows was tied together, further restricting her movement.

I reinserted the vibrating egg into her vagina and another into her anus.

Then I gagged her and removed her blindfold.

"See your sister? She's in a lot of pain."

"Waaah!" She glared at me angrily.

I placed a balloon in front of her.

"Push this balloon into the corner, and I'll free your sister. Otherwise, she probably won't
last long before she faints."

Wang Weina's condition wasn't good; the stimulation on her body had turned her face crimson, and her body began to
tremble uncontrollably, looking like she was about to collapse.

Although she looked very angry, she had no other choice. She began to
crawl forward, pushing the balloon against her body.

Because she was bound like a horse, she had almost no room to move. Although she could hear her sister's voice
growing weaker and weaker, she still had no choice but to slowly move forward on the ground.

The short distance took almost half an hour. By then, Wang Weina was nearly exhausted. She
had no strength left, barely held up by the ropes, her entire body pressed against the rocking horse.
Vaginal fluids flowed continuously, and her mouth was gushing uncontrollably.

Wang Weijie was panting heavily; the crawling had been incredibly exhausting. If she hadn't been wearing
black leather gloves, her hands would have been raw and bleeding.

Seeing that Wang Weina seemed completely drained, I abandoned her sister and carried her to
the bathroom.

Her body was limp, reeking of vaginal fluids. She looked utterly lewd.

I untied her ropes, removed her clothes, and threw her into the bathtub. She
trembled in the tub. While washing her, I continued to fondle her breasts and genitals
. Her body, after the recent stimulation, was extremely sensitive, and her reason was on the verge of collapse. Even the slightest
touch to her breasts caused vaginal fluids to flow.

After cleaning her up, I helped her put on the leather queen outfit I'd left on the living room sofa.

This queen outfit was also a sexy and alluring type, a one-piece strapless latex bodysuit. It also included a pair of knee-
high high-heeled boots.

I re-tied her hands behind her back with rope, this time using a Japanese-style binding method,
overlapping her forearms and binding them in the middle of her back. This method is much less harmful to the body and
reduces the feeling of poor blood flow over time.

Then I wrapped the rope around her neck, securing her hands in a fixed position behind her back, and
then passed the rope over her chest. This completed the upper body binding.

Considering she needed to rest, the lower body binding wasn't as strict; I simply
cuffed her ankles together with a hard metal rod in the middle, preventing her legs from closing.

I inserted a vibrating egg into her vagina, without turning it on.

"No…no…"

she was still struggling slightly, hoping I would let her go.

"I won't open it, but it's better if you get used to it this morning."

I whispered in her ear, then carried her to the bed.

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