Journey of Imprisonment

Wu Zilong carried Yue through the corridor to the shower room behind the restroom. The shower room walls were each equipped with a pair of shackles, the chains replaced with powerful springs similar to those in a stretcher. "What are you doing! Let me go, I'll wash myself!" "Stop talking nonsense. Get used to it now, there will be plenty more later!" "You!" Seeing that Wu Zilong intended to do this from now on, Yue couldn't help but turn her head away in shame. Wu Zilong placed Yue on the ground, pulled one of the leg shackles over, and fastened it to Yue's ankle, then released her lower body restraints. After being released, Yue kicked her legs, but with only one leg free, she was quickly caught, and her underwear was pulled down, sliding along one of the shackles to the wall. Then, the other shackle was brought over and fastened to the other ankle. Then Wu Zilong helped Yue up, making her stand with her legs apart. He pulled over the other shackle, fastened it to her wrists, which were still bound behind her back, then holding one hand, he released the restraints on Yue's upper body. After being released, Yue, unable to move freely due to her numb arms, grabbed the freed arm and slowly released the spring, allowing the other arm to be pulled over. Finally, he held the remaining arm and fastened the last handcuff. Next was Yue's restraint. This time, Wu Zilong first put black leather sleeves on Yue's arms behind her back and then tightened them with a belt. Then, he draped the leather strap over her shoulder, passed it under the other armpit, and secured it back onto the leather, tightening it. This completed the restraint of her arms. Then Wu Zilong took out two more belts, first securing them to the leather restraining her arms, then looping them across her chest and tightening them. Fearing that tightening the belts would completely expose Yue's breasts, Wu Zilong only made the belts lie flat against her chest, but they had already firmly secured her arms to her body. Furthermore, struggling could cause the fabric covering her chest to slip off. Now, a hint of her areola could already be seen. "Hey, your chest..." "Ah, alright, alright. After all, I don't want others to see it either." Then Wu Zilong lifted the fabric covering her chest a bit more, and of course, he took the opportunity to pleasure himself again. "Disgusting..." Then Wu Zilong took out three pairs of shackles, fastening them at the thighs, knees, and ankles respectively. Finally, Wu Zilong took out a red ball gag. "Open your mouth." Yue obediently opened her cherry-like mouth and bit down on the ball gag. Then, after the straps were tied behind her back, Yue's restraint was complete. "Alright, let's go." Wu Zilong grabbed the collar leash and led Yue upstairs. But it was then that she also realized she had left any place she knew. The surroundings were cold brick walls. The light in the entire room was provided by a few energy-saving lamps on the walls. Although bright, it wasn't glaring to her, who had just woken up, and it did create that interrogation room atmosphere. Looking at herself, Xue Lei could feel the collar still around her neck. The chain from the collar hung down, passing through her cleavage, and felt somewhat cold. She was completely naked, her white shirt having been removed. Actually, that wasn't entirely true. Her upper chest was wrapped in leather, and her arms were covered with full leather gloves. From her hips down to the top of her thighs, she was encased in long patent leather stockings, making her look like a reverse bunny girl. However, despite this attire, her private parts were completely uncovered, the perverse intent evident. At this moment, she was in the center of the room, her hands forcibly spread apart by chains and shackles extending from the ceiling on both sides. Her legs were also spread apart by shackles extending from the floor. Both her bare lower body and her prominent upper body were fully exposed. Xue Lei's mouth was also fitted with a leather gag, the plug not yet removed. Who knew what would happen? Xue Lei struggled with all her might. The chains were very secure, not only fixing her in a spread-eagle position in the middle of the room, unable to move, but also dressing her in such a perverse outfit. She couldn't help but wonder what kind of disgusting person this buyer was. Suddenly, the door in front opened. It wasn't a disgusting middle-aged uncle, but a charming middle-aged woman dressed in leather. "You're awake. Then let's not waste time and get started." In the training room, Xue Lei was still tormented by restraints, but compared to the simpler restraints on her limbs before, they were now much tighter. Her hands were bound behind her back with a single [redacted] grip, then her wrists were tightened with belts, followed by her forearms being restrained with belts. Finally, the belts at her elbows passed under her armpits, around the back of her neck, and then looped back to secure. At the same time, her chest was squeezed by belts that wrapped around her arms and tightened onto clasped single gloves. Due to the elasticity of the belts, her breasts were severely constricted, appearing bulging. Her legs were bent, and her thighs and calves were tightly bound together with belts, almost completely encasing them. Xue Lei still wore the collar around her neck, and a rubber gag was in her mouth, with the rope tied behind her head. Chains hanging from the ceiling suspended her. At this moment, her face was filled with sorrow, and her lower abdomen was slightly distended. The reason was that Mama Wu was behind her, holding an enema bag. "Second tube. Not bad." Mama Wu held the enema bag and accurately inserted it into Xue Lei's rear. "Mmmph!!" Xue Lei once again felt the enema bag entering her rear. The cold enema liquid entered her body. "Heh heh, how is it? If you can't hold it, how about you just let it out in front of me?"

Izuki knew she couldn't stop him, so she closed her eyes and endured in silence. After a while, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a man walked out, holding a thin rope. "Damn it, hurry up and get out!" Behind him, a woman slowly emerged. She had a gag in her mouth, a metal collar around her neck, and metal straps above and below her breasts, reinforced and tightened. These straps secured her arms and upper body while brutally constricting her breasts, forcing them to bulge out. Three more metal straps connected the upper and lower ones, fastening to the sides of her breasts and her vulva. This caused her clitoris, constricted from the root, to swell and become engorged. Her clitoris was pierced with a ring, and two thin ropes extended from the metal collar, threaded through the nipple rings, and tied to a metal ring. The rope in the man's hand was also tied to this ring. Whenever the man pulled the rope, the nipple rings would tug and pull at her clitoris, forcing her to move forward to alleviate the pain. Her forearms were bent behind her back and stacked parallel. They were firmly secured by restraints resembling metal tubes, the restraints tightly sealed, rendering her completely immobile. A strap extended from the back of the collar and was firmly tied to the metal straps, forcing the woman to hold her head high and her body straight. Her lower body fared no better. She wore a device resembling a chastity belt, and a [REDACTED] was inserted into her vulva. Unlike the others, this device had a small tube with a keyhole on top, its purpose unknown. Metal shackles were also attached to her thighs. The inner parts of these shackles were connected, so any movement or vibration would cause a vibrator to churn within her genitals, making it impossible to walk with large strides. Her ankles were shackled, and she wore a pair of metal high heels with extremely slender heels, all designed to prevent her from walking freely. The woman was entirely bound by metal restraints that clung to her like a birdcage. At the joints, they were screwed together with tightly fastened bolts, making them impossible to remove without significant time and effort. To this extent, it seemed this woman might be bound like this forever. "Damn it, you tried to run before. Let's see how you run this time!" Then, the man pulled the rope in his hand, tugging the nipple rings. The pain caused the woman to stumble forward, but due to the high heels, she fell. The man caught her in his arms. "Heh heh, I've been watching you for a long time. I fantasized about you when you were on TV, and now you're finally mine." The man greedily caressed the woman's [REDACTED], and tears welled up in her eyes. "Don't even think about it. Once you're on this ship, you're not going anywhere. From now on, in a place no one knows, it will just be you and me, hahahaha!" Izuki watched as the man dragged the woman away, her body trembling uncontrollably. Although she had surrendered and stayed by his side, would he treat her the same way? Would she have to live like this forever? Suddenly, Wu Zilong squeezed Izuki's breast. Izuki flinched, closed her eyes, and waited for him to enter. After a while, when a staff member brought in some metal instruments to replenish them, Wu Zilong stood up, holding Izuki. Inside, the room was pitch black, and nothing could be seen. Wu Zilong placed Izuki on a bed, removed her gag, allowing her to breathe freely, then swiped his card and closed the door. Immediately, Izuki saw the full extent of the room. It was like the torture chambers she had seen on television, and various items were hung on the walls, causing her to shrink back. Just one visit to a place like this was enough. Did she really have to come here every day? Would all these things be used on her?

Xue Lei jolted awake from her dream, a vivid replay of her abduction and sale. As a professional mercenary, being drugged, bound, and then sold in public was an unprecedented humiliation. She burned with the desire to tear Xu San limb from limb, her body instinctively struggling. But then she realized she was no longer anywhere she recognized. Cold brick walls surrounded her, the only light emanating from a few energy-saving lamps on the walls. Though bright, the light wasn't harsh on her newly awakened eyes, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of an interrogation room. Looking down at herself, Xue Lei felt the collar still around her neck. A chain dangled from it, cool against her skin as it passed between her breasts. She was completely naked, her white shirt gone. Not entirely, though. Her upper chest was encased in leather, and her arms were fitted with full leather gloves. From her buttocks to the top of her thighs, she was clad in long, patent leather stockings. She was a veritable inverted bunny girl, yet her most intimate parts were left completely uncovered, a testament to a twisted sense of humor. She stood in the center of the room, her hands forced apart by chains and shackles extending from either side of the ceiling. Her legs were similarly spread by shackles on the floor. Both her bare lower half and her prominent upper body were on full display. A leather gag was fixed in her mouth, the plug still in place. Who knew what awaited her? Xue Lei struggled with all her might. The chains were secure, holding her spread-eagled in the center of the room, unable to move. This perverse attire made her wonder what kind of disgusting individual had bought her. Suddenly, the door in front of her opened. It wasn't a repulsive middle-aged man, but a mature, alluring woman dressed in leather. "You're awake. Then let's not waste time and get started." "Mmph! Mmph!" Xue Lei made a sound, trying to express her displeasure. But Wu Ma ignored her, taking a sanitary pad from the table and inserting it into her private parts, then tightly wrapping and cinching a cloth strap around her. The tightness of the strap was uncomfortable, but Xue Lei felt a sense of relief. At least for now, she wouldn't have to worry about further violation. Little did she know, she would soon be begging them to release her. "Let me tell you upfront, you were bought to serve the Master and Madam. The Master also fancies your martial arts skills and hopes you can protect the Madam when necessary." As Wu Ma spoke, she pulled a water pipe from the wall. "Mmph! Mmph mmph!!" Xue Lei's heart sank. This was essentially asking her to be a professional servant and bodyguard. How easy and free her life as a mercenary had been, and now she had fallen to this. She struggled in protest, but the chains were taut, not even a rustle betraying her movement. "However, someone like you will surely be disobedient. That's where I come in. In my youth, I disciplined many young girls like you. While I wouldn't say I crushed flowers, the girls who passed through my hands became much more compliant." Wu Ma approached, grabbed the chain on Xue Lei's collar, twisted it halfway, and secured it behind her, forcing her head back without allowing her to [redacted]. Then, she opened the cover of the gag. Xue Lei's mouth, unable to close due to the gag, was held open. Wu Ma inserted the water pipe into her mouth and secured it with tape on the outside. "Mmph! Mmph mmph!!" Xue Lei immediately guessed her intention and struggled, trying to dislodge the pipe, but it was in vain. "Don't worry, the water pressure won't be too high. You won't drown." As Wu Ma turned on the valve, a torrent of water surged into Xue Lei's mouth, the powerful pressure forcing tap water into her stomach. Xue Lei struggled to breathe, unable to even move her limbs, left to endure the torment. ... In the morning, Wu Zilong and Yi Yue were enjoying lunch in the dining room. With Wu Zilong's permission, Yi Yue could move around the villa in her underwear. Unfortunately, all the underwear Wu Zilong had bought her was a size too small, barely containing her overflowing breasts. However, she had to accept certain restraints. For instance, now, a belt wrapped around Yi Yue's arms, tightly cinching her chest, making her already prominent breasts even more pronounced. Shackles on her wrists in front allowed her to feed herself, but the chain between them was only long enough to hold a bowl of rice. The upper parts of her thighs and knees were also tightly bound with straps, and her calves were secured to the legs of separate chairs. A collar around her neck had a long chain that extended to the chair next to Wu Zilong, where it was wrapped and locked. While uncomfortable, this allowed her a minimal degree of freedom. "What's wrong? Not tasty?"

"You whores, let's see how long you can last!" Just as Zhuang Qiang was about to swing his whip again, an angry voice from the side caught her attention. "Tch, so lively again so quickly." A woman, also naked and bound, was beside her. Her arms were stretched straight behind her, wrists tied together with a rope that extended upwards and was tied under her elbows, binding her arms together. The rope then wrapped around her chest, tightly binding her body, and finally knotted behind her back. Her legs were also bound in circles with rope, and she was kneeling on the ground, her body leaning forward, her neck fixed in a wooden stock. A rope hanging from the ceiling was tied to her wrists, forcing her buttocks to protrude. Wooden clamps were attached to each of her drooping breasts, pinching her tender nipples. Her once snow-white buttocks were now covered in scars, and her moist [X_X] clearly showed signs of numerous blows. "Mmmph! Mmmph mmmph!!" "What, still have the energy to care about your colleague?" Zhuang Qiang removed her blindfold, sneering as he looked at her face. Xinran glared at him, her mouth biting hard on the gag, emitting sounds of hatred. "Damn it, still not quiet. Looks like you haven't been beaten enough." Xinran was supposed to be the first one he tortured, but she completely ignored him. After beating her for so long with no effect, he had shifted his attention to Ningyun. "Fine, let's see if you're obedient this time!" Zhuang Qiang turned and picked up the whip again, then dipped it in cold water before fiercely lashing her already scarred buttocks. Some of the lashes even landed on her lower body, her breasts trembling with her body. Xinran bit down on the gag, trying hard to endure, and surprisingly made no sound. "Damn, you can endure even this!" Zhuang Qiang was astonished by her resilience. He then fiercely squeezed her scarred buttocks, and even with this, the touch was still soft and elastic, making Zhuang Qiang impatient with the lust he had suppressed all night. "Damn it, let's see if you can endure this!" Zhuang Qiang roughly unfastened his pants, grabbed her buttocks, and entered her. "Mmmph mmmph!!" Her already sensitive lower body, after being struck a few times, was now forcefully penetrated by Zhuang Qiang. Even someone as strong as her couldn't help but let out a sound. "Hmph, in the end, you're still just a woman!" Seeing he had made a breakthrough, Zhuang Qiang became even more brutal. His hand continued to slap her already scarred, perky buttocks, which soon turned red again from the beating. During this time, although Xinran tried her best to endure, she still made sounds. "Hmph... hmph, look what I found?" After finishing, Zhuang Qiang took a string of beads from the table. With one hand, he pried open her convulsing, opening and closing anus, and with the other, he shoved the string of beads inside. "Mmmph mmmph!!!" Even Xinran, after her anus was forcibly stuffed, could no longer hold back and let out a moan. Seeing this, Zhuang Qiang shoved harder, leaving only a pull ring outside. "Hoo... hoo..." Xinran panted heavily, her head lowered, unaware that the torment was not over. Zhuang Qiang then took a candle and let the wax drip onto her buttocks. "Mmmph mmmph!!" Hearing Xinran's screams, Zhuang Qiang didn't get angry. He just kept dripping wax onto her buttocks, and listening to her cries made him feel much better. Ningyun, watching him torment her comrade, thrashed wildly, trying to break free from the ropes, but it only caused her more pain. Soon, Xinran's buttocks were covered in solidified wax. This time, Zhuang Qiang delivered several lashes, cleaning them all off. Then he released her from the wooden stock and had her kneel on the ground. He embraced her from behind with one arm, and with the other hand, held a candle, dripping wax onto her breasts. "Mmmph mmmph!!!" Xinran thrashed wildly, trying to break free from his embrace, but he held her tightly, making it useless. Instead, the hot wax dripping onto her chest pained her, and she gradually lost strength. Watching her breasts slowly covered in wax, accompanied by Xinran's screams, Zhuang Qiang's anger gradually subsided. He then suddenly remembered that he needed to leave quickly, or Yaqing would soon arrive with people. Suddenly, a loud noise startled him, and he realized it was too late. He then slung Xinran over his shoulder and ran out. A moment later, Yaqing and Yiyue arrived in the room. Seeing Ningyun, who was hanging and covered in wounds, they quickly freed her. "Hurry, chase him! Xinran is still in his hands!" After her mouth was unbound, Ningyun immediately explained the situation. As the pursuers hadn't caught up yet, Yaqing told Yiyue to take care of Xiaolan and went to rescue Xinran herself. Yiyue understood her urgency to save her friend and let her go first. Zhuang Qiang ran desperately through the corridor. The emergency exit was just ahead. He vowed that after escaping this time, he would capture them all next time and lock them in a dungeon abroad, where they would never see the light of day again. "Stop!!" A sudden shout startled him. It was Yaqing, now in uniform, who had easily caught up to Zhuang Qiang, who was still carrying someone.

"You... you bastard! Let me go! I'll spare you, I won't—!!!" Before Hiyori could finish, a spoon was shoved into her mouth. Momoyama had no intention of listening to her curses. He spooned food into her mouth, filling it up. By the time she chewed and swallowed, he repeated the process, giving her no chance to speak. This went on until the entire plate of food was consumed by her. "Ha... ha..." Hiyori panted, surprised that eating could be so tiring. Then, Momoyama unbuckled the straps and removed the vibrator from her harness. "Mmph!!" After removing it, Momoyama embraced her from behind and took her to the elevator. Hiyori remained largely silent during the ride. She had nothing left to say to him. Upon arriving at the training room from earlier, he placed her on a chair. He then brought over a rectangular iron plate and unbound her arms. Although she had just eaten, the stimulation in her lower body had not subsided, and she lacked the strength to resist. Once her wrists were freed from the leather restraints, she was easily subdued. With her hands placed in leather cuffs, Momoyama slid the buckle. Just as Hiyori tried to turn, her arms were pulled apart and she was held in place, only able to writhe futilely in an attempt to break free. Seeing Hiyori under his control, Momoyama leisurely pushed a stand into place. He then placed the rectangular iron plate on it and positioned it behind her, aligning it with her outstretched arms. "What are you doing! Let me go!!" Momoyama moved to the front, and Hiyori finally struggled to speak. But Momoyama calmly fastened all the leather straps on the iron plate to her arms—four loops around her wrists, forearms, elbows, and upper arms. Her arms were bound to the plate. He then draped the two middle straps over her shoulders, threaded them through holes at her armpits, wrapped them around her chest several times, and then several times below her breasts before connecting the two straps. This successfully secured the iron plate to her back. The way the straps were fastened around her chest also caused her breasts to bulge prominently as she carried the plate. Her arms were completely immobilized, leaving her only with the freedom of her legs, as if she were bound to a cross. "Mmph... Nngh!!" Before Hiyori could adjust, Momoyama moved behind her and patted her butt. Hiyori couldn't tolerate his advances and kicked backward with her right leg, but Momoyama grabbed her ankle and locked it with a leather cuff. He then released her leg and proceeded to grab the other ankle, cuffing it in the same manner before putting on high heels. He then unfastened the leather restraints connecting her wrists to the room and led her away by the chain on her collar. Because of the weight on her back and the leg shackles, Hiyori couldn't walk quickly and could only stumble along behind him. They finally arrived in the courtyard. In the courtyard, Hiyori saw Yachiharu sitting on a wooden horse, with Miyuki, the head maid from yesterday, standing nearby. Beside her was a woman in a tight-fitting suit, her arms and legs bent and bound, crawling on her elbows and knees. She wore a collar around her neck, a gag in her mouth, and a vibrator humming inside her. What frightened her even more were the two large water buckets next to Miyuki. One of them had a tube inserted into it, while the other was being held by Miyuki and inserted into her mouth. Miyuki was pressing down, forcing water from the tube into her mouth. Yachiharu tried to turn her head away from the tube, but Miyuki held her head firmly. The powerful water pressure forced cold water into her stomach, making her gasp for air. Her long, slender legs, bound to either end of the wooden horse, writhed but were held fast, rendering her struggles useless. She felt like she was suffocating, her blood rushing to her head. After a bucket of water, Yachiharu felt her stomach was about to burst. More accurately, her bladder was about to burst. She looked down to see her once flat abdomen now bulging grotesquely, expanding to a terrifying degree, reminding her of her pregnancy, of those beautiful times. When it was over, Yachiharu hung her head weakly, struggling to hold back the urge to lose control. Miyuki then re-attached the gag. "Tear off the stockings. They'll just get dirty and be thrown away anyway." "Yes." Upon receiving the order, Miyuki began to tear Yachiharu's black stockings, ripping them off piece by piece until only the crotch remained. "Riiip!" "Nngh!!" After tearing open the stockings on Yachiharu's thighs, Miyuki ripped the rest off in one go. The stimulation almost made Yachiharu lose control, but fortunately, she managed to hold it in. Afterward, Momoyama led Hiyori to the grass and tied the rope from the front of the wooden horse to the iron plate on her back. Then, he embraced Hiyori from behind. Seeing Miyuki approaching with the water tube, Hiyori knew she was about to experience what the woman on the horse was going through. She immediately shook her head and struggled, but her head was held, her mouth pried open, and the tube inserted. Cold water poured into her mouth and into her stomach, splashing around her mouth but still mostly entering her stomach. "Cough... cough... Nngh!... Nngh nngh!!" After being filled with cold water, Hiyori was also fitted with a gag. Then, while she was coughing and not paying attention, Momoyama inserted a vibrator into her vagina and secured it with a rope tied to her thighs. This way, in addition to its own vibrations, Hiyori's movements would cause it to jiggle inside her. "Nngh nngh!!" Seeing Hiyori and Miyuki with their distended bellies, Momoyama laughed, "When I make your bellies big, I'll be able to drink natural, delicious breast milk again." Seeing his perverted expression as he licked his lips while looking at her chest, Yachiharu and Hiyori felt a shiver run down their spines. They almost lost control. "But for now, you'll help me fertilize the ground and get some exercise. After all, the all-natural fertilizer is ready." "Nngh!!" Before Hiyori could react, Miyuki attached two clips to her nipples. The thin wires from the clips were tied to the base of the vibrator of the woman crawling on the ground. Then, Momoyama embraced Miyuki and returned to the mansion. "Nngh... Nngh nngh..." Hearing Yachiharu's cries, Hiyori tried to turn her head, but the sudden tugging sensation on her chest forced her to turn back and walk. The woman was already crawling, and to avoid her nipples being pulled, Hiyori had to follow. "Nngh nngh!!" Suddenly, a groan came from behind her. Yachiharu's eyes were closed, and the wooden horse was moving forward, its conveyor belt stimulating Hiyori's lower body. Immediately after, Hiyori's lower body also felt a stimulation. The movement of the vibrator combined with her walking caused it to constantly churn inside her. And to prevent her nipples from being pulled, Hiyori had to keep walking, stimulating herself while simultaneously tormenting Yachiharu. Although she felt terrible for her, she was helpless and could only let both of them be tormented together. The afternoon sun shone brightly. The woman in front crawled onward, and Hiyori walked slowly. Behind her, Yachiharu sat on the wooden horse, her lower body continuously being rubbed. Yellow liquid dripped out, flowing down the wooden horse. "Nngh... Nngh nngh!!!" Finally, with her strength almost completely depleted, Yachiharu let out a mournful cry, and then yellow urine sprayed out, splashing onto the wooden horse and her thighs, flowing down and onto the grass. Hearing Yachiharu's cry, Hiyori also slowly lost control. In the middle, she bore the brunt of it and finally reached her limit. "Nngh!!" Urine sprayed out from below Hiyori, splashing onto the ground. Since Hiyori couldn't stop, she had to urinate while walking. Some of it splashed onto the vibrator and her thighs, flowing down her legs and onto her feet, then to the ground. They had never felt such a long time urinating, so long that they could feel their dignity being slowly expelled. On the balcony, Momoyama sat in a massage chair, watching the beautiful scene of the two women below urinating and watering the grass. "Everything is better when it's natural. The fertilizer, the milk, everything. Don't you agree, Miyuki?" Miyuki, who had somehow stripped naked and was in his arms, her hands bound behind her, had her exposed breasts smeared with cream and topped with fruit. "Nngh nngh..." Miyuki's mouth was blocked by a ball gag, and she could only make muffled sounds. Momoyama looked at her, opened his mouth, and took the cream along with the covered nipple, licking it with his tongue. "Nngh nngh!!" Under the sun, the moans of the three women were like a piece of music, bringing Momoyama immense pleasure.

Xinran felt the cool measuring tape being pressed against her body, unsure of what this woman intended to do to her. Her only solace was that this woman wouldn't hit her like the others had threatened. A moment later, another cool sensation, this time of leather, brushed against her skin. Xinran felt it tracing through her cleavage, along her arms, under her armpits, and all over her body as she was measured. Though not physically dangerous, the sensation of being handled like this while blindfolded made her heart pound with unease. After the measurements were complete, Xiao Mei opened the cellar door and ascended. She returned some time later with food. It was already noon since Liu Shuo had brought her here that morning. Her mouth unbound, Xiao Mei fed Xinran, who was completely restrained by ropes, before quickly gagging her again. Then, she picked up her tools and began to work. Xinran hung in the cellar for two full days. During this time, Xiao Mei did nothing else to her. Even her bodily functions were attended to by Xiao Mei holding a chamber pot beneath her. Though she couldn't see, the strangeness of a stranger assisting her in such a way was deeply embarrassing. Combined with the earlier measurements, Xinran suspected they intended to sell her, a thought that made her body tremble uncontrollably. After two days, a change finally occurred. Xiao Mei unbound her hands. Xinran rubbed her wrists, which had been bound by chains for two days. Since her waist and legs were still tied, she dared not move much. Her hands naturally fell behind her, stretched out, her wrists pressed tightly together. Xiao Mei tied her elbows with rope. Then, gripping one wrist, she removed a large black leather sleeve and slid it over Xinran's hand, up to above her elbow. She tightened the drawstring at the sleeve's opening, cinching it around her arm. Afterward, she took a leather strap and completely bound her wrists together, tightening it securely. Her hands, now encased in leather, were rendered completely immobile and impossible to free. Xiao Mei then wrapped one side of the leather sleeve's rope around Xinran's arm, threaded it through her armpit, around the back of her neck, and repeated the process on the other side, finally tying it to the other end of the sleeve to prevent it from slipping off easily. "Mmm..." Once finished, Xiao Mei released her grip. Xinran swayed her body. Although the restraints weren't excessively tight or uncomfortable, they were incredibly secure, impossible to remove or loosen. She was now more firmly bound than before. "Slap!" "Mmm!" A sharp slap echoed through the room. Xiao Mei struck Xinran directly on her chest. Her full breasts jiggled with the impact. "Don't move around. It'll be over soon." Xiao Mei then produced a leather restraint garment and dressed Xinran in it. Xinran twisted her body, feeling the restriction. The leather straps at the back of the sleeve were buckled, then draped over Xinran's shoulders, falling along the sides of her breasts. A leather piece was placed between her breasts, with four straps extending upwards and downwards from it. These straps passed through the straps on either side of her breasts, cinching them tightly. Her arms were then bound to her body, and the straps at the back of the leather sleeve were tightened and buckled. This completely restrained Xinran's upper body. Not only were her arms and torso bound together, but if she tried to struggle, the straps across her chest would mercilessly tighten, crushing her and rendering her unable to move. "Mmm..." While not as tight or painful as the previous bindings, the resilience of the leather and the constriction across her chest made Xinran realize escape was impossible. Any struggle would only make her suffer more. After restraining Xinran's upper body, Xiao Mei took out a chastity device. She first tore off the tape from Xinran's nether regions, then removed the cotton pad and the bamboo tube. The sudden removal, coupled with the emptiness in her groin, made Xinran feel frightened. She tried to clamp her legs shut, but they were spread apart and tied to the bedposts, preventing her from doing so. Xiao Mei brought the chastity device. She first buckled the waistband around Xinran's waist, then brought the rear strap forward. The strap had a wooden rod, wrapped in cotton and bandages, which was reinserted into her groin. The shorter front strap was then lowered and buckled, and finally, a lock secured it. Having been emptied and then refilled, Xinran felt discomfort again. What made her feel even more humiliated was that she had almost grown accustomed to the sensation. Now, the renewed feeling of aversion and shame brought by the reinsertion provided a strange sense of relief. Xiao Mei then unbound her feet and waist. She attached two specially made stirrups to the leather straps, covering them slightly. She then brought Xinran upstairs and had her sit on a donkey. Her ankles were tied with rope, looped under the donkey and tied to the opposite ankle, securing her to the donkey's back. A large cloth was then draped over her, and Xiao Mei led the donkey towards the mountain. The mountain path was quite bumpy. Xinran swayed continuously on the donkey's back, her legs clamped tightly around its body. This was partly to prevent herself from falling, but also because the constant movement caused the wooden rod inside the chastity device to repeatedly strike her, forcing her to endure it. Upon reaching the familiar bamboo house, Xiao Mei immediately ran to call out.