Foamy tunes up incarcerated schoolmates

"Mmmph! Mmmph!" Her tongue writhed against the gag, desperately trying to dislodge the foreign object and tape from her mouth. But the tape, layered two or three times thick, refused to budge. Her jaw ached from keeping her mouth stretched open, biting down on the gag. Her frantic struggles, coupled with her inability to breathe through her nose, left her gasping for air, a faint sense of hypoxia creeping in. With a sigh of resignation, Su Ying gave up struggling and began to breathe slowly, trying to regain her strength. What in the world was going on? Su Ying was utterly bewildered. She scanned her surroundings, then found a spot on the floor to rub the tape off her mouth. The room was about ten tatami mats in size, with no windows, like a perfect confinement chamber. She felt the soft, smooth skin of her body against the floor, which seemed to be made of a relatively soft material. This led her to deduce that the walls and door were likely soundproofed. If that was the case, she had been kidnapped by professionals. However, escape seemed impossible. There was nothing useful in the room. Aside from the air conditioning and lighting, there was no furniture at all. And without a clock, Su Ying had no idea of the time. The windowless room offered no clue whether it was day or night, let alone how long she had been held captive.

First, the chain wrapped around her waist was wound around the support pillar of the backrest. Then the collar's chain was also wrapped around the backrest and locked together. Next, Mo Xiaoxiao wrapped the chain around Su Ying'er's slender, fair thighs, around the legs supporting the seat, and then bound her thighs together from the front, locking them separately. In this way, Su Ying'er's body was secured to the chair with chains. All the locks were secured with padlocks, so even if Su Ying'er's hands and feet were free, she couldn't unlock the chains. Chained to the chair, Su Ying'er could no longer stand up. Mo Xiaoxiao rechecked the chains and pulled Su Ying'er, confirming she couldn't stand up at all, before taking out new tools. In the center of the circular part was an Ω-shaped metal fitting with a butterfly design. Originally, the circular part was used to clamp a tube, and the straight part was attached to a metal fitting on the wall side. Mo Xiaoxiao attached a polyurethane foam cushion to the inner side of this metal fitting and fitted it onto Su Ying'er's wrists. Then, using the mounting holes, she locked each frame at the end of the short chain with a padlock. First the right hand, then the left, Su Ying'er was bound with her hands cuffed. Mo Xiaoxiao also used a padlock to connect the handcuffs' locks to the chain binding her thighs, and attached the same type of hand shackles to her ankles, connecting them with a chain slightly longer than the wrist chain to the chain on the seat support pillar, completing Su Ying'er's new restraint. Clink, clink... Every time she moved her hands and feet, the chains would jingle. Clink, clink... The parts that moved were pulled back by the chains. Looking at Mo Xiaoxiao's back as she stood in the kitchen with her back to her, Su Ying'er once again felt that she was trapped in an inescapable confinement. Compared to being tightly bound with rope earlier, the physical burden this time was much lighter. In this regard, Mo Xiaoxiao's earlier words, "If you promise not to make a fuss and behave yourself, I'll untie the rope and lessen your restraint," were not lies. But now, locked to the chair with chains, Su Ying'er's heart felt more constrained than when she was bound by the rope. Because, to some extent, Su Ying'er had actively cooperated with Xiaoxiao in completing this restraint this time.

After a while. The girl, the black and red leather dog, stopped licking and was exhausted. Only one, the brown leather dog, though its pace had slowed, continued to tease the girl's sweet garden with its tongue, rubbing its thighs against the girl's knees, still greedy for pleasure. Seeing this, the man walked in again, holding a metal contraption. He approached the connection between the girl and the black leather dog and inserted the contraption. He moved the contraption as if hanging it on something, and with a "snap," the short cylinder connecting the leather dog's mouth to the girl's mouth detached, the connection broken. As the leather dog's face was peeled away from its fixed position, more saliva than when the cylinder plug was first removed overflowed, dripping onto the girl's face. The man grabbed the leather dog's harness, secured its head, and then removed

"Mmm..." "Ah... are you awake?" The familiar voice of senior Su Ying'er came from ahead, but this time it was filled with anxiety. "Mmm...? What? Where is this place!?" Mo Xiaoxiao, upon waking, was confused by the dim surroundings. It didn't look normal at all, and the situation felt wrong. The walls were covered in snow-white, and the lighting wasn't very bright. There was nothing in the room except for a mysterious LCD screen. To put it simply, it was an overly confined space. "Ah! It hurts..." "You'd better not move around. You'll get hurt." Mo Xiaoxiao only then noticed that her arms were bound behind her back. Her fingers were also difficult to move, restrained along with her arms by a single gauntlet. Her arms, bound together behind her back, were then tightly secured to her body with restraints. Although she tried to shake and twist her delicate body with a clatter, Mo Xiaoxiao's strength was insufficient to break free. (Right, I was attacked on the way home, so... have they gotten used to this? Why am I only noticing now?) "No way, senpai, you..." As soon as she said this, Mo Xiaoxiao saw the state of her beautiful, anxious senior. She was wearing the same school uniform skirt as Mo Xiaoxiao, but her arms were also bound behind her back. Two restraints, one above and one below, were fastened around her chest, along with her arms which were bound together behind her back by the gauntlet. Perhaps because she had struggled when Mo Xiaoxiao woke up and tried to forcibly remove them, her fair cheeks were slightly flushed, and she seemed to be catching her breath after struggling. "...So it wasn't you, senpai?" "Mmm... Mmm? I should be the one asking that. So it wasn't you?" "...Then this is bad..." "Xiaoxiao. Hey, why do I feel like this has something to do with you? Who did you offend... or, did you see who it was?" Su Ying'er questioned with a hint of disbelief, but Mo Xiaoxiao shook her head earnestly. "That's too much!! How can you say that, senpai... I've been busy lately, you know..."