Three sisters

"Damn it! What a bastard!!" Having been repelled by his master's energy countless times, Xinghun knelt on one
knee, panting heavily, cursing incessantly.

"It seems Master Yanghui's abilities are beyond the reach of ordinary people like us..." Sanhunzhiwu had also just been
repelled, her golden high heels having been thrown off in the chaos, leaving her barefoot in stockings.

"Viper!!" Xinghun shouted.

"Lord Xinghun... I'm sorry, I was..."

"Stop talking!" Xinghun relaxed a bit, then continued, "It's not your fault, those three South Korean
girls were too tough! Extreme torture was absolutely necessary! You've been using methods that don't hurt the skin, now I'm giving you
special privileges —you deserve to die!!"

"Ah! Yes!!!" Viper quickly returned to the interrogation room.

"It seems there's only one way to get the jade pendant now..." Sanhunzhiwu shook her head helplessly.

Viper wasn't originally one to tear apart the three sisters' bodies, but
after some deliberation, he decided to change his interrogation methods.

"You haven't slept all night, it must be tough..." Viper put on a lewd face, leering at
the three South Korean sisters' deep cleavage. "If you're willing to provide energy, I'll release you immediately, hahaha!"

"Ptooey!! Ah—it hurts!!"

The three sisters were determined to seek revenge, and their current situation was truly pitiful.

Ham Eun-jung was still wearing her school uniform, her neck suspended by a noose made of hemp rope, her arms
bound in a European style, a rope extending from her wrists to a rope connecting to her ankles—it was precisely this
rope that brought the girl continuous and unbearable pain. The rope was of a particularly wicked length, just enough to keep Ham Eun-jung in
a half-squatting position, while the rope around her neck prevented her from squatting completely. The poor South Korean beauty could only
keep her upper body upright, desperately trying to maintain this uncomfortable position, neither standing nor sitting. Through
the flesh-colored , a square pink vibrator switch could be seen. Following the pink connecting line
further in, Ham Eun-jung's crotch area was already soaked, and a lewd buzzing sound continued to emanate from it.

Next to Ham Eun-jung stood a wooden sign that read "Position Hell."

Jeon Bo-ram, the little loli, was probably in the best situation of the three. The succubus that Mr. Gongshu researched
died unexpectedly during a hospital transfer; now, the "succubus" in charge was a lewd leech. This twin-tailed girl was locked
in a rectangular glass box, her body arched to the extreme in an O-shape, a posture of praying to Guanyin behind her back that she found
extremely uncomfortable. Through the glass, five dark, erotic leeches could be seen inside, skillfully
attaching themselves to the young woman's anus, vulva, mouth, nose, and breasts. Seeing such hideous creatures for the first time, Quan
Baolan was truly terrified, but bound hand and foot, she could only endure the leeches' torment. The leech attached to her anus extended several tentacles from
its mouth , penetrating Quan Baolan's body and constantly scratching her rectal lining, performing a constant enema
and cleaning. Whenever the girl tried to struggle, the leech attached to her mouth and nose would cut off her oxygen,
suffocating her. Even more disgusting, a thick, erect penis was inserted straight into Quan Baolan
's throat from the leech's mouth, continuously spraying large amounts of lactation-inducing agents and aphrodisiacs. The Zhao Meiru and Chen Mengqi sisters had experienced
the power of these aphrodisiacs before, and the lactation-inducing agents were of the highest quality; with the kidnapping organization's technological advancements,
they could themselves. Jeon Boram desperately tried to bite down on the uninvited guest in her mouth, only to find that the penis was as hard and tough as tire
rubber . Not only could she not bite it, but it also automatically secreted sticky fluid. Before long, Jeon Boram's
lips, tongue, and even teeth were stuck to the penis, and she could only swallow mouthfuls of lactation-inducing
and aphrodisiac deep in her throat. The leeches at the three points were the main force. The leeches attached to the breasts
burrowed directly into the little beauty's school uniform, completely engulfing her two round breasts, wriggling and squeezing out the girl's milk like two bras. The tentacles
inside methodically teased the little girl's hard, purple nipples, and savored the sweet, warm
milk. The leeches attached to the vulva extended a thick, granular penis, frantically thrusting into the little
beauty's tight, soft honey hole. Countless tentacles swayed back and forth, constantly licking the girl's sensitive clitoris
and even more sensitive G-spot. Some even penetrated her sensitive urethra, teasing and provoking her.
Jeon Boram, tormented by this, couldn't hold her urine any longer. The flesh-colored pantyhose covering the leech
rubbed , further arousing the disgusting creature.

Similarly, a wooden sign hung on the glass box, reading "Juice Hell."

Mature women deserve mature women's treatment, and Lee Juri's situation seemed the worst. She was
stripped down to her legs, leaving only flesh-colored pantyhose on her beautiful legs. Her hands were bound behind her back with a rope, and she was suspended high.
Her legs were spread apart and placed on a triangular wooden horse, her ankles cuffed to the sides of the horse. The steep, pointed
back of the horse was deeply embedded in the girl's buttocks, with two long, vibrating dildos replacing the most sensitive parts,
constantly stimulating her most sensitive genitals. The rocking horse wasn't the real problem; what was truly unbearable was that
two men were standing next to Li Juli, relentlessly producing yam juice with a juicer. (For your information, everyone knows
that yam juice causes itching when applied to the skin. Applying a suitable amount of white vinegar to the affected area will quickly solve the problem.
Don't ask me how I know; any doctor knows this, hahaha o(∩_∩)o). They then
slowly and deliberately applied the thick, white yam juice to Li Juli's snow-white skin, even targeting extremely sensitive
areas . The men whistled leisurely, while Li Juli was far from comfortable. She had been writhing since dawn
, every inch of her skin unbearably itchy. Her inner thighs rubbed against the rocking horse,
the occasional sizzling sound of her stockings rubbing together filling the air. The thought of being so thoroughly toyed with by her enemies, the large
gag preventing her from even biting her tongue to commit suicide, forced Li Juli to grit her teeth and silently endure the pain, her beautiful eyes
filled with tears of humiliation and agony.

A wooden sign next to the rocking horse read "Itching Hell." (You can probably guess what that means, right? :-d
)

"How's it going? Feeling good, three little sisters? Hahaha!" Viper looked at the three helpless, struggling sisters,
feeling a great sense of accomplishment from his conquest. "You're quite something to have endured so long in these three hells
—it's just a pity your good days are over!"

The three sisters were tied up by the staff and taken to take a hot bath, then dressed them cleanly again.
The three sisters were dressed in tight-fitting, cropped school uniforms and super-short pleated skirts. Being treated like this by a kidnapper organization was hardly a good thing.
They stared at Viper with terrified eyes, wondering what heinous crime this traitor was up to now.

"Girls, being tied up like this must be uncomfortable, right?" Viper had just ordered his staff to tie the three sisters in
mid-air, their limbs in an X-shape, their wrists and ankles tightly secured with ropes, completely naked. Their
clothes had been taken away to be washed.

"Ugh!? Ugh ugh ugh!!" The three girls writhed and screamed loudly, their alluring eyes fixed
on Viper, wondering what kind of trick this guy was up to now.

"Oh dear, look at my brain! My three sisters are all gagged! Alright, it's not too
late later... Hmph!" Viper lifted Jeon Boram's chin and said, "23 years old, but with
the face of a 13-year-old loli. If you don't give in now... what a pity!"

The three sisters tugged hard at the ropes binding their hands and feet, but they were still as tight as before. The kidnappers were extra careful when
binding their victims, giving the three sisters no chance to escape. The three sisters looked at each other,
and their resolute eyes clearly showed their determination not to yield.

"Alright, I don't have time to play with you anymore!" Viper turned around and picked up an exceptionally sharp hunting knife,
waving it back and forth on Ham Eunjung's arm a few times. "If you don't release your energy, you'll be useless forever!"

"Hmph!" Ham Eunjung rolled her eyes and turned away, ignoring Viper.

"Very well! Then let me perform a severing operation on you—yahoo!!" Viper gripped his Tang sword and
slashed down hard at Ham Eun-jung's right arm. " Ugh

? ... Ughh ... Ham Eun-jung's left arm was also completely severed. Her body, now without support, crashed heavily to the ground. Her legs were forcibly spread apart by ropes, and she lay on the ground emitting pitiful screams, her slender body convulsing. "Ugh!! No!!??...No!!...Ugh!!!!" Seeing their best friend suffer such a cruel amputation, Lee Qri and Jeon Bo broke down in tears, uttering . "Ugh..." Ham Eun-jung, her eyes blurry from blood loss, looked at her sister suspended in mid-air and gently shook her head. "Still not giving in, huh?...Fine, you're fucking tough!!...Come on, let your brother disinfect it for you!" Viper turned and picked up a red-hot, round branding iron, pressing it directly onto Ham Eun-jung's wound. "Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle—" The smell of burnt feathers wafted up from the thick smoke. Ham Eun-jung struggled violently again, her body drenched in sweat like a freshly steamed dumpling. After a spasm, her head slumped to one side, and a stream of golden urine spurted from the inside of her legs, tracing a curve in the air before landing on the ground. "Someone, take her to the infirmary!" Ham Eun-jung was carried away on a stretcher by two staff members. Viper became even more excited in such a bloody setting. "Next, it's your turn..." "Ugh!!...No!!...Ugh ugh ugh ugh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" (Middle Eastern Rich Hotel) "Ugh!?...Ugh ugh!!!" The all-night training finally ended, and Emily and Isabella were locked in a small room. The two sisters sat in chairs, their arms wrapped around the backrests and tied behind them. Their legs were bound from their ankles to their thighs with cotton rope, and even their fingers were wrapped in layers of duct tape. Their entire bodies were one with the chairs; twisting and struggling were futile. From the next room came the voices of two other girls, completely unfamiliar to the FBI agents, but very familiar to the readers. Indeed, the two girls were Zhao Meiru and Chen Mengqi, policewomen sold to the Middle East by a South Korean gang . "Ugh!?...Ugh!!!!..." Ruru and Qiqi struggled desperately, filled with shame and indignation, but the "high-tech" prevented them from using their inner energy . The ropes were bound so tightly that their hands, wrapped in duct tape, couldn't reach the knots, leaving them no choice but to be held obediently by the Middle Eastern man. Zhao Meiru sat on a man's lap, her black police skirt lifted and rolled up to her waist, her pantyhose pulled down to mid-thigh and hidden by rope, her pink panties roughly ripped apart. The man behind her lifted her high , aligning her vulva with his thick penis and forcefully shoving it in. "Ugh!?...It hurts! Let me go!...Ughhhhhh!!!" Zhao Meiru cried out through the duct tape, her long, shapely legs in high heels twisting wildly, but unfortunately, her ankles and thighs were bound together with cotton rope. The stockings on her inner thighs slipped repeatedly the intense friction only fueled the man's lust. The man, already consumed by lust, held the policewoman down and thrust forcefully, while another man stood to the side, masturbating his own thick, swollen penis. Finally to restrain himself any longer, he walked up to Zhao Meiru and ripped the duct tape from her mouth with a "rip." "Bastard!!!! Let me go... Ugh!!!!" A stainless steel dentist's mouth opener was used to gag the beautiful woman , followed by a thick, black, smelly penis that shoved into her throat, interrupting her cries. The man's hands gripped Ru Ru's long, black hair tightly, preventing the young woman from shaking her head or spitting out the penis. While Zhao Meiru had become a human toy for the men's sexual gratification, Chen Mengqi's situation wasn't much better . Her upper body was bound in a European-style straight-arm position, with even her fingers wrapped in tape. Her lower body, like Zhao Meiru's, was bound together, her thighs and calves tied together. Her stockings were open-crotch, and her panties were long gone. A belt around her waist connected to a chain suspending Zhao Meiru high in the air. Two men held the swaying policewoman between them, one in front and one behind, while another held her slender waist.

A slender waist thrust forward from behind, one man ripped off the tape from her mouth, and before she could scream, he put a dental mouth
opener over her mouth. Then he grabbed a penis and shoved it into the policewoman's mouth.

The dental mouth opener was very sturdy; the stainless steel plate was firmly wedged into the crowns of the two women's upper and lower teeth (there is another type
that can be inserted and pressed against the gums, but after testing, I have confirmed that it is not suitable for oral sex, so I am specifically mentioning it here), making it
impossible for to bite down on the penis in their mouths. The two women, tightly bound, were subjected to the onslaught of four men from both sides. The scalding
penises thrust violently in and out of their tender, wet vaginas and mouths, and the whole room echoed with the women's moans
and the rapid friction of penises against tender flesh.

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

"Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!..."

The two policewomen stared wide-eyed with lust, their mouths filled with the men's excited, dark penises, their tight, alluring
vaginas unwillingly enveloping the rapidly thrusting weapons. Thinking back to their past as elegant and aloof beauties in the police force, and
now, not only is their inner energy trapped, but after being used and discarded by South Korean men, they are once again powerless to resist,
becoming sex slaves for Middle Eastern men to vent their lust. Chen Mengqi and Zhao Meiru couldn't help but shed tears of immense
humiliation .

They cried out loudly in despair. The more the women cried out, the more the men wanted them. The desperate and helpless cries of the policewomen were like heavenly music to the men's ears. Their
sweat-drenched bodies exuded the unique fragrance of young girls, and the men greedily inhaled this aphrodisiac-like
aroma, their incredibly excited brains transmitting currents of lust to their genitals. The two policewomen, of course,
couldn't understand the men's lewd thoughts; they only felt the penises in their mouths and vaginas growing larger and harder with their movements
. In this extremely lewd moment, the men suddenly closed their eyes tightly, increased the frequency of their thrusts, and began to count down with great
enjoyment . Then, they grabbed the women's bodies and thrust their penises to their deepest point. With
the violent trembling of their abdominal muscles, they spurted out streams of hot, disgusting, white, cloudy semen into the policewomen's bodies.
The excess semen then gushed out from between their penises and delicate bodies, dripping large drops onto
the floor .

"Ugh!? No!!...Ugh ugh ugh ugh!!!" This wasn't the first time the men had pounded into them from both ends, so
the two women naturally knew what the sudden, rapid thrusting meant. The girls desperately twisted their sweat-
soaked , flesh-colored legs, but they couldn't stop the men's penises from convulsing in pleasure at the moment of orgasm. The amount of semen in their mouths
was ridiculously large, almost choking them to death. A thick, fishy smell emanated from the semen, causing the girls
' eyes to roll back in their head, and excess semen dribbled from their crimson lips.

"Damn it, don't pull out yet, you guys who're doing oral sex!" One of the men
was very annoyed to see semen dripping from the corner of the beautiful woman's mouth. "Swallow it all, bro!! Not a drop left!!"

With a penis in their mouths, the two policewomen looked up at the lewd man ejaculating in their mouths,
staring at them with contempt and desperately spitting out the thick semen through the gap between their lips.

"Damn, little bitch, you're still so stubborn even after being fucked!" The man who spoke grabbed Zhao Meiru's head and pressed it
hard against his abdomen. The other man understood and pressed Chen Mengqi's face against his
hairy abdomen. "If you're so tough, then stop breathing! Let's see if you'll swallow it!"

"Ugh!! Ugh..." Zhao Meiru's small, delicate nose was deformed by the pressure. Every
place where she could breathe was blocked by the man's rock-like body. Chen Mengqi also felt intense suffocation.
The two men who had just finished fucking her vagina took a step forward and supported the girls' throats.

"No... I can't breathe... Someone save us..." Unable to withstand the pain of suffocation, Ruru and Qiqi
could only swallow the foul-smelling semen in humiliation, even licking the man's disgusting, limp penis with their tongues to make sure
not a drop of semen remained.

"Swallowed! Absolutely swallowed! Hahahaha..." The man holding their throats felt the delicate necks in his hands twitch
noticeably , knowing that the two policewomen had finally given in.

The two men who had gagged them pulled out their penises triumphantly. The two sisters quickly gasped for breath and
gagged times. With the gag still in their mouths, even their curses became indistinct.

"Slap!!" A slap landed on Zhao Meiru's fair face. The man grabbed her long hair and said
viciously , "Tell this little bitch to behave herself from now on, or you'll regret it!"

"That's enough, brother. We'll have plenty of time to play with these two policewomen later! Let's get down to business!"
Just as one of the men finished speaking, the arms dealer walked in from outside.

"Boss, it starts in an hour. Any orders?" The four men lit a cigarette afterward,
their expressions suddenly turning serious.

"Pack these two and the FBI female agent into a box. We'll leave as soon as we get the money!" The arms dealer's expression was equally grave.
"Stop playing around! If you're too tired, you won't be able to do the job later!"

The arms dealer slammed the door shut. The four men didn't dare to delay and quickly untied the ropes and
carried Ruru and Qiqi to the room where Emily and Isabella were being held.

"Ugh!?...Ugh??" The two beauties from different countries exchanged glances in the room. Although they were from different
nationalities , they understood that they were on the same side in their current situation.

The men, of course, wouldn't give them a chance to catch up. Their boss's orders were to take care of these four hot girls before the buyers arrived
. They pulled out a large bundle of rope, medical tape, and four oversized gags and threw them on the ground, then untied
Isabella from her ropes.

The torment that had lasted all night left Isabella feeling weak all over, and the tingling sensation in her lower body lingered. She
wasn't skilled in fighting to begin with, and now, facing four strong men, the little girl could only obediently lie on the ground and accept
being tied up.

"Tie her up tighter, these four girls aren't pushovers!" The two men grinned lewdly, picked up the rope, walked
behind the little girl, and, working in perfect unison, tied her hands behind her back tightly together with the rope, then fixed her wrists
behind her back and lifted them upwards.

The other two men picked up ropes, squatted down, and bound Isabella's legs, clad in white pantyhose,
together from her ankles upwards, tightly binding her long, shapely legs. Legs are
, after all, a girl's strongest part, so the men dared not be careless. Each time they tightened the rope, they used all their
strength, binding the little girl's legs until they resembled snow-white lotus roots. The ropes dug deep into her flesh, and in many places, the pantyhose
were wrinkled.

"Ah!! It hurts!!... Please be gentle... I won't run away..." Isabella winced in pain,
biting her pink lips, her beautiful sapphire blue eyes filled with a heart-wrenching helplessness.

"Don't fall for it! This girl is good at acting cute, but she's actually got a lot of tricks up her sleeve! Keep tying her up properly, guys!"
Isabella's innocent gaze didn't elicit a shred of sympathy; instead, it only fueled the lustful men's desire,
binding her even more tightly.

"Ugh!..." the girl pouted and muttered.

The men's skillful ropework was on full display in a moment. Isabella's hands were
tightly bound together against her fair back, her wrists draped behind her neck, her fingers almost touching her neck with the slightest movement
. Her legs were pulled together, bound into an extreme O-shape by a short rope she hated
, making even twisting and struggling extremely difficult.

"Ah! It hurts so much... What kind of heroes are you, a bunch of grown men bullying a girl?!"
Isabella screamed loudly, writhing as her tightly bound body twisted. Her delicate breasts, constricted by two ropes
, formed small mounds, exuding a pure, almost European-style innocence beneath her tight-fitting tank top.

"She can't take it anymore... Alright, guys, gag her!" The men chuckled, grabbed a
large gag, pried open Isabella's mouth, and shoved it in forcefully. Finally, they tore off pieces of medical tape
and slapped them shut.

"Ugh!!... Ugh!!... Ugh!!" Isabella was now deprived of even the right to speak.
Her nimble tongue was firmly pressed down by the rubber gag, unable to be pulled back.

Another long strip of medical tape was stuck over Isabella's large eyes, plunging the girl into
complete darkness. She could only rely on her ears to perceive her surroundings. In the darkness, the little girl vaguely felt
the men reach into her tight stockings and insert a cylindrical, hard object into her ravaged vagina,
then another rectangular object into the tight stockings on her outer thigh.

"I was worried you'd be lonely on the way, so I'm giving you a vibrator to keep you entertained, hahaha!!" It turned out the object in her vagina was
a vibrator. The girl's delicate body was bound into a circle, and she couldn't even protest. "
Don't worry , this is a new product! It won't run out of power in a few hours! Enjoy it... maybe you'll even
have a wet dream when you're tired! Hahaha!"

"Ugh!!!" As soon as the man pressed the switch, Isabella reflexively struggled. After
confirming that the girl couldn't break free, the men moved the bound-up agent into a large black suitcase and
zipped it up.

"Alright, there's an even more exciting American chick...we'll have to tie her up even tighter than this one! We've all seen her
skills , haven't we?"

"Absolutely! That bitch almost kicked me to death back then...but fucking her was really fun! I
could never get enough of her! Haha..."

The men chattered about their perverted topics, then untied Emily's restraints.

"Sooner or later...one day...I will...take you all down..." Even with Emily untied, she
was too weak to fight, and even her voice was feeble.

"No problem! I'm afraid you won't live to see that day of revenge!" The men were displeased at being looked down upon by such a weak woman and
decided to teach her a lesson with the most extreme binding.

The men gripped Emily's wrists tightly, bending them behind her back and bringing them together. Fortunately, Emily was quite
flexible; otherwise, most girls wouldn't be able to do the "hands behind the head" pose, especially since Emily's elbows
and forearms were completely pressed together. Next, a white cotton rope was looped around Emily's wrist,
tightly wrapped around it. The rope was the perfect length, just enough to be used up after being secured vertically. Several knots were tied, and
the ends were so short that Emily couldn't reach them.

Next came her elbows, which received the same treatment as her wrists. The men even
bound her mid-forearm with a rope of just the right length, like handcuffs. To prevent Emily from moving her arms to break
free, the thugs used an extra-long rope to start binding her left arm from the middle, around her chest, and up and down to
the middle of her right arm, finally tying a knot on her forearm, which was held up behind her back. Now, Emily's entire arm was tightly
bound to her upper body, completely immobile.

"Ah...so tight..." Emily cried out, twisting a few times. The rope, like a serpent, gripped
several key areas of her arm; even the slightest movement would tug at her ample breasts, causing her to frown.

"Is this too tight?... Hahaha! It's not over yet!" A strip of
medical began to wrap around Emily's hands, burying the knots at her wrists and elbows in the tape.

Her hands were wrapped like a mummy, her arms bent back against her back at their limit. Emily knew her upper body was completely
incapacitated. She moved her legs; the numbness had disappeared. Emily turned to look
at the dilapidated door. The handle was broken; with FBI's usual training, opening the door would
be a piece of cake!

"Guys, next—ah, shit!!!" Taking advantage of the men's inattention, Emily quickly
swung her stockinged legs, her high heel striking the man in front of her hard in the temple. Then, with a beautiful whirlwind
kick, she rose from the ground like a street dancer.

"Wow! Not bad... You can still fight with your upper body tied up like that!" The man with the duct tape helped up
his fallen comrade, looking at Emily's face with interest. "But... sigh! Looks like I
need a lesson! Today I'll show you—men are men, and women are women!"

The men pulled out batons and surrounded Emily.

"Hmph! Is that so?... Then I'll teach you a lesson too—don't underestimate women!" Facing four
burly men , Emily showed no fear, only looking at them with utter contempt.

"Attack!!!"

As a senior combat instructor at the FBI agent training camp, even with her upper body tied up, Emily's
long legs alone were enough to keep more than a dozen men at bay. Her colleagues at the FBI knew how formidable she was, and many agents
who coveted Emily's beauty dared not easily offend her. Just looking at those shapely legs in stockings, which have been the object of countless men's fantasies
, they're practically a magic tool for otaku to secretly film and masturbate. Any criminal who has been taught a lesson by Emily
is left with lingering fear of those alluring legs. Approaching Su Xia's legwork, coupled with 10cm black high heels, already...
Countless underestimating men had fallen victim to her short skirt.

"Hah!!!" With a seductive moan, Emily raised her silk-stockinged leg high, kicking away an
oncoming man, then quickly followed up with a kick to his groin.

"Ouch—!!" The man, who had just stood up, was knocked down again, his whole body trembling as he clutched his groin,
writhing on the ground in pain.

"Hmph! Come on! Weren't you going to teach me a lesson?! You were so arrogant just now, why are you all chickens out now!?"
Emily, her round breasts high, her long, straight, silk-stockinged legs firmly planted on the ground, scolded
the men before her in a coquettish voice.

"Not easy to deal with...looks like I'll have to play dirty!" The men quickly put on leather gloves and gripped their
batons tightly.

"Want to die?! Fine, I'll grant your wish!!" Emily smiled sweetly, her legs nimbly
crouching down, and with a few sweeping kicks, she forced the approaching men back.

Immediately afterward, Emily took a running start like lightning, then suddenly executed a magnificent backflip,
her high striking the man holding the duct tape squarely in the chin. She then rapidly alternated between lifting and landing her legs, using several
backflips to instantly create distance between herself and the surrounding men.

"Thump, thump, thump..." Due to the excessive force, Emily's right high heel came off during the fight
and rolled onto the floor some distance away.

"What, is this all you've got? I knew it when you were wearing gloves—those batons you're carrying
are stun guns! With your pathetic skills, you're lucky you even touched me!" Emily glanced at
the high heel in the distance, concealing her left foot behind her right, assuming a ready-to-attack stance. "With just my left foot... I can take you all down!"

"I see..." One of the men, recognizing the secret of Emily's legwork, helped his
partner, who was resting his chin on his hand, to his feet and whispered a few words.

"What are you doing!" Emily, seeing the men whispering amongst themselves, a wicked smile playing on their lips, became wary
.

"Whoosh—!"

One of the men rushed towards Emily in an instant, creating a whooshing sound. Emily found
this reckless, sudden attack amusing. She straightened her right leg, her silk-stockinged foot landing firmly on the ground, and performed a 90-degree spin
, her slender waist swaying as she spun her left foot around, striking the man's right arm squarely. The sharp pain from her shoe instantly knocked him down.

"Hmph! So you were just trying to ambush me!? Overestimating yourself!" Emily moved forward with rhythmic fighting
steps, continuing to dodge the baton attacks.

"Hmm...?" Just as the three men seemed to be losing, Emily felt her left leg being
bound by a powerful force. Looking down, she realized that the man who had charged at her hadn't actually passed out; instead,
he was tightly holding her silk-stockinged legs, hiding his head under his arms for cover.

"Damn it! Let me go!!" Emily frantically shook her long golden hair, frowning and desperately kicking
the man 's arm, but the men around her weren't just for show; they seized the opportunity to rush forward together.

"Ouch!! Ah—No!!" In desperation, Emily could only kick at the man with her right foot,
which was only clad in stockings, but the man pounced on her and forcefully blocked the attack, grabbing her ankle and pulling it back, forcing
Emily into a split.

"How about that!? I knew it, this woman's legs are weak, without high heels she's like without a weapon!"
The men cheered, working together to subdue Emily, who was writhing on the ground.

"Ah! Shameless!!...So many of you are beating up a girl like me!! What kind of men are you!!"
Emily's cheeks flushed red with anxiety, and large tears slid down her face. Her legs were held tightly, her neck was
locked, and finally, one of the men shoved a baton into Emily's vulva and turned on the power through her stockings.

" Aaaaaaahhhhhh
!!!
Aaaaaaahh ... "Still being stubborn, huh? Fine!! You think you're so strong? You think you're so flexible? I was just going to give you a simple 'four horses' position, but now... Humph!!" The men grabbed Emily's ankles, bending her legs behind her back and forcing the mature woman into an O-shape. But what was truly outrageous was that it didn't end when Emily's toes touched the back of her head. The men forcefully bent her long, shapely legs until they stretched her feet from her shoulders to her face . "Ah... Bastards!!..." Emily never expected these men to be so ruthless. The stockings on her inner calves rubbed against her slender neck; even a seasoned female agent would find this contortionist position unbearable . The men took out several cotton ropes and bound Emily's ankles, knees, and upper thighs with ten horizontal and three vertical ropes . Emily's neck was trapped between her calves. Raising her legs was blocked by her substantial jawline, while pulling them back meant the rope between her ankles was completely obscured by her slender neck. This incredibly uncomfortable and perverse method of bondage was something Emily had never encountered before. She couldn't think of any way to escape. Moreover, her legs were bound , her silk-stockinged legs tightly clamping her neck, making it extremely difficult for her to breathe. Finally, and most despairingly, the men had even tied the knots around her ankles in places . Her outstretched insteps completely concealed the knots, and one of the men had deliberately pulled the excess rope downwards, tightly tying it to the rope in front of his chest, creating a novel four-horse bondage connecting her ankles to her chest. (Just a quick note, I must sincerely tell you that this kind of play is extremely dangerous! Being bound like this for a long time can cause a girl to experience symptoms such as foaming at the mouth, fainting, and urinary incontinence. Large amounts of blood clots will accumulate in her heart, her consciousness will gradually fade, and her respiratory system's muscle pumps will gradually fail due to insufficient oxygen supply, ultimately leading to death! This kind of death...)

The process is both lengthy and painful, and the time it takes to die is uncertain and depends on the physical condition of the bound woman. Therefore, I advise fellow enthusiasts
—even if you have women around you who have studied yoga or contortion, do not try this kind of bondage. As the saying goes, "Some
things can only exist in the article 'Kidnapping Organization'," which I have emphasized before! )

"Damn it!! You... ah? Hahaha!!... Don't play with my feet!! Bastards!!... Let
me go!!!! Hahahaha!!..." Emily had just regained feeling in her body when the men finished
binding her and began to wantonly rub Emily's beautiful feet in stockings. One of the men went around to
the sexy thighs of the female agent behind her, which were covered in pantyhose. Emily's body was completely immobile, and she could only keep twisting and hooking her stockinged feet to avoid
the lewd hands.

"Hahaha!! How interesting! Your own stockinged feet are right in front of you, and you can only watch
helplessly . That must feel terrible, right? Hahahaha!!!" The man was right. This wicked position allowed
Emily to admire her little feet up close, but she could only watch helplessly as her beautiful feet were
carelessly played with. An extreme sense of humiliation assaulted every nerve in the female agent's body, causing her to shed tears of resentment.

"Ugh!??...Ugh ugh ugh ugh!!!!" With important business to attend to, the men didn't dare
waste time. After gagling Emily, they wrapped her mouth tightly with medical tape
, a little "special care" for this disobedient woman.

Like Isabella, after losing her sight, Emily was also put into a suitcase,
forced to endure the same tingling, pleasurable vibrations from deep within her vagina, just like Isabella, in such an uncomfortable position.

"Alright, guys, hurry up and deal with these two Chinese girls!" After zipping up the suitcases, the four men
walked towards Ruru and Qiqi with lewd smiles...

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