Elf Queen's Tight Bondage Story Extra - 2

The beauty, tightly bound in the center of the dungeon, suddenly awoke, seemingly disoriented and unable to comprehend her predicament. Her struggling body, unable to move, instinctively began to thrash. "Mmmph?! Ughhh!!!" My body, my body hurts so much, it's numb! I can't move at all? My ass, is my ass going to split open? What? What's happening to me! Denise jolted awake from her stupor, and in the next instant, the sensation of being tightly restrained and the intense pain surged through her delicate body. As if in disbelief, she let out a series of humiliating cries, but her body was fixed in place, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't move. "Hmph mmmph!!!" Right, right! I, I was ambushed by those despicable scoundrels! They've imprisoned me? It, it feels so awful... Damn it, how dare they, how dare they do this to me! The pain and tightness that swept through her entire body made Denise involuntarily close her tear-filled eyes. When those large, tear-filled eyes opened again, they were still met with a desperate situation. The familiar yet alien, intense tightness that permeated her body brought back the painful memories of a few years prior, an experience she couldn't bear to recall. Denise tried to lift her head to survey her surroundings but was suddenly overcome with dizziness. Her body was firmly secured, allowing only the slightest of movements. She was held in an awkward position, her legs bent and raised high, her buttocks arched, her hands tied behind her back, and her upper body hunched forward. It was impossible to shift her position even slightly. "Mmmph mmmph!" My arms hurt so much, they're, they're already going numb!!! Denise twisted her wrists, which were bound high above her head, and felt a piercing pain and numbness. Her delicate hands, encased in long silk gloves, were already tightly bound together behind her with silver ropes. From her wrists, along her forearms, the joints of her elbows, and even her upper arms, four sets of ropes were meticulously restraining her. Each rope, pressing through the silk gloves, dug deeply into her tender skin, binding her in an uneven, almost gourd-like fashion. Her arms, pressed tightly together, were further encased in a single, cylindrical restraint glove, preventing Denise from moving even her fingers. The end of this restraint glove had a metal ring, to which a thin metal chain was attached. This maximally pulled Denise's arms upwards from her wrists, forcing her into an awkward position. She had no choice but to keep her body bent downwards, lest her arms and shoulders be broken. It seemed the throbbing pain in her head was also a result of being forced to keep her head bowed for an extended period. Further down, Denise's proud, ample breasts were, of course, not spared. Five or six silver ropes began at the base of her soft breasts, encircling the curves of her full mounds several times. A knot was tied vertically in the deep cleavage between her breasts, effectively handcuffing her chest like a figure-eight. The dress that had once covered her chest had been torn open in a large section, leaving Denise's abundant, soft breasts unprotected. The ropes constricted them, making them hang down and bounce like two tightly tied leather balls. Denise's flat abdomen and slender waist also did not escape. The ropes binding her chest continued downwards, weaving a dense net around her waist, tightening her already impossibly small waist by more than an inch. Finally, all the ropes binding her upper body converged and, along the tear in her short skirt, extended downwards to dig into her crotch. The excess ropes were woven together, tightly binding her full, perky buttocks. Her once snow-white, tender buttocks seemed on the verge of splitting apart from the constriction. "Hmph ohhhh!!!" My ass, my ass hurts so much, it's, it's going to split! Denise squirmed restlessly a few times, and a sharp pain emanated from her anus. A thick, long anal hook had been inserted into her rear. The other end, like her wrists bound above her head, was connected to a chain, pulling Denise's perky buttocks upwards to their maximum extent. The posture of her shamefully protruding backside looked indescribably lewd.

"Hah, I couldn't ask for more! Besides, those two bitches don't even know I'm alive, how could they possibly investigate a dead man? And you, you slut, aren't missing. Our great Duchess was out to help the people eradicate the monsters rampaging through Perinsil, but she unexpectedly encountered multiple Saint-level monsters and died~ Heh heh, your corpse is all ready, and we've even invited nobles to hold a grand state funeral for you in the royal city in a few days. As for you, just 'enjoy' yourself here obediently!" Pevens completely scoffed at Denice's warning. How could they survive the encirclement of two superpowers like Olividia and Clovia if they didn't have perfect plans for everything? After careful preparation, they would kidnap a female slave, leaving no trace for the authorities. "You, what did you do?! Don't, don't come near! Stay, stay away from me~ Ughhhh!!!" Hearing this, Denice finally panicked, quickly questioning him. But soon, the gag was reinserted into her mouth, preventing Denice from even uttering a humiliated cry or question. "Stop yelping, you really have a sharp tongue~ I'll let this little mouth experience my might later!" Pevens grabbed Denice's cherry lips, which were constantly drooling around the gag due to her scream. Denice's current posture, hanging with her head down, also brought her mouth almost directly in front of Pevens' crotch. Without any hesitation, he thrust forward, and his thick cock instantly penetrated her mouth. "Gulp?! Gurgle!!!" You, you dare?! Gulp!! The other party's long, thick cock even went down Denice's throat. An indescribable腥臭味 immediately filled her mouth, making the disgusted Denice almost vomit on the spot. She let out a series of miserable screams, wanting to bite off the disgusting thing invading her mouth with her silver teeth, but the gag prevented her from closing her mouth. "How is it, Denice slut~ Does it taste good? My cock!" Pevens was very satisfied with Denice's humiliated and angry screams. He grabbed her long, black hair that dangled to the ground and forcefully thrust his lower body, vigorously working it in Denice's mouth. Almost every thrust could deeply penetrate Denice's throat. Her rigidly fixed body trembled non-stop under the intense blowjob. "Ugh?! Ugh ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo!!!" So, so full! My throat, my throat is going numb! Denice screamed uncontrollably, her eyes rolling back. Big drops of humiliated tears escaped uncontrollably. Her only unrestricted lilac tongue twisted desperately, trying to resist the hot cock thrusting into her mouth, but it only stimulated the other party further. "Hahaha, so good~ Are you licking my cock? Keep going, this will only make me feel better!" Her feeble resistance only made Pevens' lower body more erect, and he sped up his thrusts. "Gurgle oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!" Bastard! How dare you! I'll kill you!!! Denice's mouth was so plugged that she couldn't even make a sound. Her humiliated cries were repeatedly pushed back into her throat by the cock. The endless humiliation and anger made her struggle more frantically, but it was useless, only causing the ropes to dig deeper into her body.

Master Jonah was not idle either. He took out bundles of Olividia's remaining ropes from the treasure chest, wrapped them around Ataleicia's wrists, which were clasped together behind her back, six loops in total. He didn't forget to tighten two loops in the middle to tie an "8" knot. Then, he followed suit along her forearms, elbows, upper arms, and biceps, binding five more sets of ropes, completely securing Ataleicia's arms together behind her back, as if she were born without them. Her shoulder blades were pulled back to their maximum extent by the tightening ropes, forcing her to lift her head and chest, making her upper body's curves even more alluring from the front. Master Jonah was exceptionally proficient throughout the entire binding process. The subject even positioned herself for the restraint, and he didn't need to deliberately suppress her beautiful body. Of course, this was also because Ataleicia, under the threat to her daughter, was extremely cooperative throughout, actively allowing herself to be tightly bound. "Mmmph..." Damn bastard! So tight~ It's so uncomfortable, my arms are going numb... Although Ataleicia was very cooperative, she hadn't been restrained so severely by ropes for years. Being bound this tightly right from the start made it difficult to adapt. Thus, the soreness and pain of her skin being constricted by the ropes were felt with exceptional clarity. "I didn't expect you slut to be so obedient?" Master Jonah found it amusing and suddenly slapped Ataleicia's perky buttocks. "Unh!" Damn it, my arms are already bound like this, and you want to continue? Ataleicia had no words for her suffering. Her body, already feeling like it was falling apart from the exhaustion of intense combat, now had her hands bound tightly behind her back in a European straight-arm bind. She truly felt as if her arms no longer belonged to her. Then, she felt each of her fingers being taped together, tightly wrapped, and then bent and inserted into something to hold. That thing was extremely sticky, instantly forcing her delicate hands into a clenched fist that couldn't be opened. That wasn't all; Jonah then used tape to tightly wrap both her hands, keeping them in clenched fists. After wrapping them, he further wrapped them together with another layer of tape, forming a tape ball just like Olividia's. He then took out a pair of specially made, expensive single-tube restraint gloves and slowly slid them onto Ataleicia's tightly clasped arms behind her back, until they were completely encased as one. The single-tube restraint gloves, upon sensing Ataleicia's body heat, tightened snugly against her skin, accentuating the contours of the ropes binding her. "Haha, slut~ What are you moaning about? Not satisfied? Weren't you quite fierce just now~ Kill me if you can!" This group of hastily assembled scumbags were useless in combat, but their mouths were more skilled than any. Master Jonah was currently using dense ropes to spread apart and tightly grip Ataleicia's soft breasts. As if finding them in the way, the lace bra on her chest had already been torn open, revealing her full, round breasts and firm nipples without reservation. "Ugh..." Ataleicia, seeing her large breasts completely freed from the constraints of her clothing and popping out, was filled with shame and fury. But she dared not and could not resist. The excessively large gag even prevented her from letting out anything more than a faint groan. Her full breasts were soon tightly bound by ropes tied into an "8" shaped knot at the base of her breasts. Not only that, but Jonah also divided four more strands from the ropes binding her breast roots, tightening them from the base towards the center, finally converging on Ataleicia's most sensitive nipples, forming a cross shape around the two protruding cherries at the tips. This made Ataleicia's pair of proud, large breasts resemble balls caught in a net, not only swollen and engorged but also divided into several sections by the constriction. "Huhm?!" Good heavens, my nipples are being... Ataleicia furrowed her delicate brows and let out a soft cry. Her nipples, specifically targeted by the ropes, caused her areolas to turn a purplish-blue. A tingling, numb ache continuously spread from her proud chest protrusions throughout her body, instantly causing her body to begin to feel strange.

"Don't wonder, you'll know soon enough," Astrid said, taking out a length of rope. She tied it around Olivia's two perfectly aligned, glistening big toes, then forcefully bent her legs, which were already pressed together, backward. With her other hand, she grabbed Olivia's freshly tied ponytail and yanked it hard in the direction of her feet. "Hiss-woo-woo?! Heavens, oh my, this, this position..." Soon, Olivia's delicate, white-stockinged jade feet were bent to their maximum, pulled back towards her head. Astrid tied the other end of the rope binding Olivia's toes to her ponytail and pulled sharply. Olivia's tightly bound body was instantly forced into a horizontal "O" shape. Her feet were stretched so straight by the rope that her two plump, smooth big toes pressed against the back of her head. "Teacher Astrid~ So, so painful, my body, my body is going to break..." Olivia was in utter misery. If not for her exceptional flexibility, an ordinary woman would have had her waist snapped in this bind. This severe, extreme spread-eagle position prevented her knees from touching the bed. Her taut, white-stockinged legs were suspended mid-air from the thighs down. Her bound, balloon-like breasts in front couldn't rest forward, and her head was pulled back to its limit by the rope. Only her abdomen and lower body supported her on the bed, making her sway back and forth like a seesaw. Every bone in her body ached as if it would fall apart. Even Olivia, who had actively requested this unbinding training, couldn't help but start begging for mercy. "Endure it a little longer. Think about it, if you were ambushed and captured outside, would the enemy be as gentle as I was when I tied you before? Didn't you confidently ask me to treat you like an enemy? What, you're already the queen of our elven race, are you going to go back on your word?" Astrid was determined to make Olivia retreat, so she showed no leniency this time. "I, I~ Ugh? Woo-woo-woo-woo!!" Olivia was hesitating, wondering if she should ask the other to slightly loosen the binding on her, as this extreme position was still too advanced for her. But before Olivia could speak, her mouth was forcefully pried open by Astrid, and a special sponge designed to restrict a mage's incantations was shoved in. The sponge completely filled Olivia's mouth. Upon contact with her saliva, it instantly expanded several times, stretching her cherry lips to their fullest, puffing out her cheeks. Even then, Astrid continued to wrap white, special bandages around Olivia's lips, layer by layer, until her chin and the tip of her nose were completely sealed together. "Hmph-hmm~! Ggu-woo-woo-woo-woo?!" Good heavens, her mouth felt so full, she couldn't make a sound! What, her eyes were going to be covered too?! Her mouth felt unbearably stretched, causing Olivia to involuntarily half-close her alluring eyes. But in the next moment, her eyes were also wrapped layer by layer with bandages by Astrid, until her entire head was encased in bandages, leaving only the ponytail tied at the back of her head and her delicate nose exposed. She had transformed into a tightly bound white cocoon of ropes and bandages, her appearance completely obscured.

"Enough, stop arguing with me. This slut is so close to passing out from pleasure, how could she possibly hurt me? Get out of the way!" The masked man pushed aside several Saint-ranked individuals and quickly stepped up to Olivia, grabbing her delicate hand and swiftly twisting it behind her back. Olivia, at this moment, was completely lost in the throes of an overwhelming orgasm, her eyes rolling back. Her consciousness flickered and faded with the climax, her body turning to jelly, utterly unaware of being grabbed. "Heh, enjoying yourself that much? You're about to faint~" The masked man looked at Olivia, who had collapsed into his arms, her body still spasming and leaking fluid, and felt a touch of exasperation. However, his hands didn't stop. He first twisted Olivia's hands behind her neck, then used a rope to bind her wrists together tightly, looping it six times. He secured it with two knots in the middle, then tied the excess rope directly around her slender, pale neck. This way, if Olivia tried to struggle, her wrists wouldn't break free, but she would instead choke herself. The ropes used to bind a powerful individual like Olivia were naturally no ordinary material. They were crafted from the sinews of ancient dragons, the hide of Saint-ranked giant pythons, the incredibly tough fur of silver-backed demon bears, and the supple, durable hides of over a dozen other Saint-ranked magical beasts. Their ability to suppress battle qi and magic was even greater than the ropes Astrid had made for Olivia previously. Once bound, there was no turning back. But Olivia, semi-conscious from her orgasm, had no self-awareness. The masked man continued downwards, following the same method to bind Olivia's forearms and elbows together as tightly as possible. Her arms, encased in white silk gloves, were pulled back into a "W" shape, forming an extremely extreme "reverse Guanyin" pose. Then, the masked man took a roll of special tape from his box. He first pinched each of Olivia's slender fingers together and wrapped them tightly, then pressed her two hands together, keeping them in a clenched fist, and proceeded to wrap them with tape, three layers from the outside and three from the inside. The tape was incredibly adhesive, quickly turning Olivia's hands into two small tape balls, forever locked in a fist. This level of binding and restraint was still not enough. The masked man then continued to use ropes to bind Olivia's soft, smooth, and proud breasts from above and below. The dense ropes dug into her flesh inch by inch along the base of her breasts, forming an "8" shaped loop structure, tightened to the extreme at the root. The immense force of the tightening ropes was too much even for the luxurious fabric of Olivia's dress, which tore with a "ripping" sound. Her exceptionally swollen breasts burst forth like two balloons with their ends tied. "Hiss~ Mmm!" The intense pain, amplified by the aphrodisiac poison, transformed into even more potent stimulation, causing the semi-conscious Olivia to involuntarily moan. However, her eyes remained unfocused, clearly not having recovered from the sensation of falling from the heavens. The masked man pressed his advantage, looping the excess rope around Olivia's arms to bind them together. He then continued downwards, weaving a dense net of ropes around Olivia's waist, tightening her already slender waist even further, inch by inch. Finally, at her lower abdomen, he created a "T" shape, splitting two ropes to run down between her thighs, trapping her wet honey trap and her rear. The masked man, with a wicked grin, pulled tight. "Hmph, eh?! Hmph oh-oh-oh-oh-oh?!" Another intense stimulation, which coincidentally jolted Olivia awake from her brief stupor. She was still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, and the crotch rope suddenly digging into her honey trap, combined with the effects of the aphrodisiac, immediately made her body become aroused again. It felt like a series of orgasms, and her bound body instantly sprang up as if electrocuted. "Haha, you're awake, slut! What? Does my crotch rope feel good?" The masked man leered at Olivia as she gradually regained her senses.

The final fate of the two peerless human dolls hidden in the brothel and the elf mother and daughter (End) That night, Ataleithia and Olivitia had their golden hair dyed black with a special potion by the nobles. Then, their cherry lips were sealed three-fold with sound-dampening sponges, gags, and tape, and finally, tightly fitting restraint hoods were placed over their heads, almost completely sealing off the mother and daughter's five senses. Ataleithia and Olivitia's restraints were never removed. Their arms were always bound tightly behind their backs, their fingers taped into fists, never regaining freedom. Their slender legs, clad in white lace garter stockings, were bound together with their thighs apart, forced into an "M" position with their legs spread, their pussies gaping, perpetually ready for rape. The mother and daughter had no idea what was happening at night, constantly imprisoned in an incredibly small leather case, transported again and again. The capital city of Perinsil was still brightly lit at night. Although the shocking news of Ataleithia and Olivitia's disappearance had shaken the continent for the past month, Clovia would not harm innocent commoners, no matter how much she hated Perinsil. Therefore, the daily lives of the commoners had to continue. "Mmmph mmmph!!!" Olivitia finally found a suitable position and began to rub her jade hands, balled up with tape, against Ataleithia's sharp high heel. "Ugh?!" I... I understand, you... you mean... Ataleithia finally understood her daughter's intention and began to lift her own tightly bound legs, allowing her daughter to rub against the tape on her hands. "Mmmph mmmph~" "Ughhh..." Because they were bound so tightly, even a slight movement was extremely difficult. The mother and daughter rubbed against each other awkwardly for several hours. Ataleithia's high heel only managed to create a small opening in the tape on Olivitia's hands. She had to hold her high-heeled jade feet together for a long time, twisting her head back to observe Olivitia's progress. After a while, her entire body ached as if her bones were about to fall apart. "Ughhh!!!" But heaven rewards the persistent. With a surprised cry from Olivitia, the small hole in the tape binding her hands grew larger and larger, eventually allowing Olivitia to extend a pinky finger. "Mmmph!" Finally, finally! Olivitia wiggled her only movable finger, and the "fingernail blade" that Astrid had hidden in her nail immediately sprang out. She even felt an urge to cry out loud. After countless brutal rapes and endless restraints, she finally saw hope of escape. "Mmm?!" Ataleithia was also very surprised. She never expected her daughter to hide such a thing. If their jade hands hadn't been so tightly wrapped in tape, they probably could have broken free long ago. Olivitia did not rush to untie herself. Instead, she wriggled her body behind Ataleithia and carefully used her fingertip blade to cut the rope binding Ataleithia's arms behind her back, followed by the tape binding her hands. Then, she lowered herself and cut the ropes binding Ataleithia's white-stockinged legs. A moment later, Ataleithia's delicate body was completely free. "Ugh~ Daughter! Mother will untie you now!" Ataleithia quickly removed the gag from her mouth and immediately removed the tape and gag binding her daughter's mouth. "Mother, wait, don't untie my restraints yet..." Olivitia immediately stopped Ataleithia.