Tightrope Adventures in Turbulence City

"Welcome, everyone, to the Bondage Arena! Today's event is the Bondage Deathmatch. Two contestants are trapped within this cage and must knock out their opponent to escape. The arena will continuously spawn toys and various items. Any item picked up will take effect on the other person the moment it's grabbed. Please note that items binding the feet will only have a temporary effect. It's crucial to remember that self-releasing any item you're bound with will result in immediate disqualification. The winner receives one gold coin, while the loser is not penalized in terms of coins but will face a severe punishment." The purple-haired woman crossed her arms, her fingers tapping rhythmically on her biceps. Spectators noticed she wore sheer black stockings on her lower half, paired with seemingly ordinary knee-high boots. However, keen observers could discern a subtle sheen reflecting light from the matte black boots, hinting at hidden mechanisms, likely to be the girl's secret weapon. Her brows were furrowed, her pink cheeks displaying the cool, aloof demeanor characteristic of an older, dominant woman. Her thin lips parted, about to speak, when a voice from behind interrupted her. "Airi Strife?" The voice was alluring, with a distinct Japanese accent. The purple-haired woman, hearing her name, turned around dismissively. An archetypal Asian beauty came into view, her impressive bust the first thing the woman noticed. She paused, then proceeded to appraise the Asian beauty from head to toe. The woman was clad in a vibrant red ninja outfit, her body bent at the waist, one hand gripping a closed fan. Her long hair was tied back securely. The ninja outfit resembled an exaggeratedly revealing qipao, with the prominent cleavage and her slight movements creating a striking visual. The purple-haired woman sensed that the bent posture was a greeting. The name Airi Strife sent a ripple through the crowd. Everyone knew her as the Queen of the Bondage Arena, the strongest female fighter currently in the arena. However, her fights were never permitted to be viewed, leading some to suspect she had used her beauty to deceive the judges and climb to her current position. "Are you Mai Shiranui?" Airi tilted her head, her thin lips parting. Her voice was surprisingly delicate, a stark contrast to her queenly attire. Still with her arms crossed, she showed no concern for the other's identity, appearing utterly confident of victory. "Well, I didn't expect to meet you so soon after only a few matches. The legendary number one. I wonder what kind of fight this will be?" Mai Shiranui straightened up, fanning her hand out to the side with a seductive glance. Her other hand rested on her hip, her legs casually positioned, exuding an air of relaxed confidence. "Alright, ladies! We have our very own Bondage Queen, Miss Airi, and the universally adored dream girl, Miss Mai Shiranui! Today's match promises to be incredibly exciting!" the robot referee exclaimed, waving his arms enthusiastically. "Now, let the match..." "Wait a moment~" Airi lazily raised a hand, her left arm cradling her chest. Her tone was languid. "I recall we can add a few items to ourselves beforehand, right? And if I win, the number of bondage gold coins increases accordingly." "Wow! Our Queen is requesting to add items right from the start! The arena does indeed have that rule. Has the Queen confirmed which items she'd like?" "Anything but my feet. Pick any three," Queen Airi waved her hand dismissively. The referee robot's ghostly eyes fixed on the self-important queen, and it nodded. With a sweep of its arm, it dropped three items. In the very next instant, with a flash of light, Airi, known as the Bondage Queen, found her hands shackled behind her back. The heavy shackles contrasted sharply with her delicate wrists, and the chain connecting them was so short that she was forced to keep her hands tightly bound behind her. A large, hollow red ball gag stretched her mouth open, almost disappearing entirely into her throat, forcing her jaw to remain agape. The final item was a peculiarly shaped pink bouncy ball. Through her nearly transparent lace panties, everyone could clearly see a pink bouncy ball inserted into her labia. This bullet-sized ball had no string, simply appearing and wedging itself into the queen's nether regions. The moment it was inserted, it began to vibrate rapidly. With her hands cuffed and the gag forcing her mouth open, saliva began to pool. The most critical aspect was the relentless speed of the bouncy ball. In this chaotic environment, most electronic devices had infinite power, meaning this bouncy ball would only intensify its vibrations and accompany the queen until the end of the match, unless removed. Overwhelmed by the sudden stimulation, the queen's legs nearly buckled, and she stumbled. Her long, slender, stocking-clad legs slightly bent, but she managed to regain her composure. The gag began to drip. As the vibrations intensified, the queen started to moan. "Strange, she looks like just a frail little girl. I heard she's over twenty, but she looks..." Mai muttered to herself. Just as she was lost in thought, the referee's voice began to echo in her ear.

"So, the last question, when did you first start liking this feeling?" "It... it was when I gained the power of the lustful woman..." After a long period of confusion, she slowly spoke. "Oh dear, that's completely wrong~" The embodiment of the lustful woman's power waved her arm, and a giant screen appeared before the beauty groaning on the ground. On it, a man was holding a red rope, the other end of which was tied to Lezheng Qianhan's neck. At this moment, Lezheng Qianhan was kneeling on the ground, propped up on her elbows, her hands and feet folded and bound separately, crawling like a little dog. "You liked it long before this, have you forgotten all that?" The woman who looked exactly like her burst into laughter, waved her hand, and an unlocked blindfold was placed over Qianhan's eyes. Scene after scene began to surface in her mind, her debauched life appearing before her, mocking her current ignorance. "Bonus round, I pity you." "Ah~ What is it..." Her face flushed red, her body crisscrossed with ropes, and the vibrator turned to its highest setting, Qianhan endured immense stimulation and pain as she asked. "Is Lord Nicholas your master? Are you willing to be bound by him and be his eternal slave girl?" However, at this moment, her faint spiritual vision allowed her to see that there was no trace of herself before her eyes. It was clearly that pink-haired loli, and this loli was appraising Qianhan on the ground with the same expression she had just had. Because she had answered all the questions incorrectly, she was rightfully his slave girl, but she... "She... is my master... Yes, I am willing to be her eternal slave girl..." "Correct. Therefore, you are rewarded with a gag." "Mmmph!" Qianhan, groaning with her mouth agape, was greatly alarmed. She wanted to retreat and avoid the gag, but before she could make any move, a gag with a huge plastic ball was shoved into her mouth. The ball was unusually large, almost filling her entire oral cavity. Is this my punishment as a lustful woman?

"Wuwu~ This slave was wrong, Your Majesty, this slave wants more~" This time, Ai Li didn't react instinctively. Her flames were igniting her entire body, but it was more of a fire of anger and frustration than lust. She lifted her leg and delivered a fierce kick to Huo Wu's abdomen. Watching the tall woman being kicked aside, twitching helplessly on the ground, she then crawled towards them, crying, her hands behind her back, as if she had abandoned all reason. Before she could crawl closer, Ai Li had already crouched down and quickly removed the iron chains from the girl and the bouncing projectile that had been relentlessly tormenting her [censored]. But she didn't intend to let the girl off so easily. She put a pair of tight handcuffs on the girl. The handcuffs had a special keyhole, and the handcuffs themselves were made of exotic titanium alloy. Unlike the titanium alloy on Earth, this metal was very special even in the universe, but it was common in spacetime turbulence. Exotic titanium handcuffs were made of this peculiar metal, and even a force capable of destroying a city could not harm these handcuffs in the slightest. She also placed a small exotic titanium collar around Mai Shiranui's neck, to which a common black rope was attached. "B02, take us to the bathroom." The robot observed all of this silently, showing no reaction. It merely recorded the Queen's physical condition. Upon hearing the command, its transparent body shook its head and quickly responded. "Ah! Yes, Miss Ai Li, I will teleport you there now." With that, Ai Li and the being led by her, Mai Shiranui, were teleported to the room still filled with heat and steam. In spacetime turbulence, all time and space would change only as the characters moved, meaning that perhaps at this moment it was night in the other person's eyes, while it might be day in yours. However, within the turbulent city, time and space were unified, and all time and space would synchronize, indistinguishable from the main world. The sky would display normal Earth day and night cycles. With her hands cuffed by the small bracelet-like handcuffs, Mai Shiranui was forced to raise her hands and have them shackled to a hook in the bathroom. With her hands raised high, her eyes remained vacant. Ai Li was not in a hurry to continue their earlier play. After cleaning her, she applied fragrant oil to her body. Once this fragrant oil was applied to someone, they would lose all strength and become completely at the mercy of others. "Your Majesty's desire for control... wuwu, is just having this slave's body not enough..." Panting, Mai Shiranui felt the changes in her body. Her already weak legs tried to squat down in a loli-like pose, but her body was tightly locked by the exotic titanium handcuffs, preventing her from lowering herself. "Wuwu~" "It seems your body is ready." Ai Li thought to herself, unlocked the handcuffs, and had her place her hands behind her back. She pulled the black rope, dragging her out of the bathroom. Dressed in a highly revealing erotic nurse outfit, with empty white stockings, she was dragged out in a state of being completely bare underneath. Mai Shiranui crawled on the ground, struggling to move forward with her hands. Her white-stockinged legs writhed, her eyes dazed and helpless. She mumbled something, but Ai Li ignored her. She picked her up forcefully and threw her onto the bed. Then, she climbed onto the bed herself.

The plan ahead was simple and direct: the opening of an escape game, a body in a state of restraint, a girl forced into a binding adventure, and a group of men whose whereabouts were unknown. The white maid's apron on her body could barely cover the front, with large areas of her back and buttocks exposed. This sheer, apron-like garment was meticulously crafted, with ornate gold patterns inlaid around the edges. The entire outfit was enveloped in a layer of transparent white silk, exuding an air of elegance from within. Two black, dark gold straps, bordered by white lace, held it in place. Although the fabric covered the chest, it merely encased her breasts, leaving the sides exposed, revealing the perfect contours of her perfect