Girls' High School Detective

A tremor of fear ran through me. I thrashed my body desperately, trying to escape my predicament. But it was utterly useless. The feeling of restraint on my body made escape impossible, leaving me with only muffled moans. In the mirror, I looked like a bound doll. I had no idea why I was here, only an overwhelming sense of shame. My arms and legs felt as if they were tightly bound, my fingers unable to move. My arms were encased in something like leather, secured behind my back, leaving no room for movement. My legs were also wrapped in cylindrical leather casings, preventing me from spreading them. They could only tremble slightly under the grip of the leather and straps. I writhed desperately, trying to break free from the straps binding my limbs. But it was all in vain. My struggles only caused the straps and the chair to creak and groan. My lips were forced open by a ball-shaped gag riddled with small holes. The gag was attached to two straps that wrapped around my head and were secured at the nape of my neck. I wanted to scream, but only faint whimpers and soft sobs escaped my mouth, unable to form any coherent words. I tried to push it out with my tongue, but the ball pressed against my tongue, allowing it only to writhe feebly at the bottom of the gag. "Mmmph!" I thrashed my body, trying to dislodge the ball from my lips and mouth. But it was no use. The elasticity of the ball and straps rendered my efforts futile. My ears were stuffed so full with cotton-like material that I couldn't hear anything, and large earcups covered them like headphones. My nose was also filled with soft material, preventing me from breathing through it. I could only breathe through my mouth, which, under this stimulation, produced an abundance of saliva. I felt my mouth stretched to its limit, and saliva dripped uncontrollably from the small holes of the gag, forming a silver thread that traced a path down my chin and onto my chest, wetting my breasts. I was nothing more than a doll now, unable to escape any of this. Even after all this, my eyes were not covered. Was it so I could witness my own degradation firsthand? There seemed to be cameras nearby, filming. If this footage were ever to get out, it would be social suicide. A wave of powerlessness and shame washed over me, and tears began to stream down my face...

"Ah, the perpetrator didn't demand any ransom?" "No, they just held Teacher Yang Liu there for the entire night. By the time Teacher Yang Liu was found the next day, the perpetrator had vanished without a trace." "They just filmed a video and then abandoned the victim? That's really strange!" "Perhaps it was simply revenge or a warning..." "No, as I said before, if it were a common crime, the cost would be too high." "Couldn't the perpetrator just happen to be wealthy?" "That's not impossible, but there's another suspicious detail: the gag..." "What?" "The thing in the mouth, that round ball with many small holes. Zoom in on that part." "Like this?" "Indeed, it's completely out of place." "Oh, right, couldn't they have just used tape or cloth strips..." "That's not the point! It seems Xiao Rou truly doesn't understand. Using a small ball like this is specifically to savor the feeling of being unable to speak, the restraint, and the shame of drooling through the holes..." "Savoring restraint and shame? You... you're really not normal..." "The problem is, this is a cheap item. It's so incongruous, placed among all these expensive restraints..."

"To be able to stand up as soon as you put them on, you truly are the champion of the official pony competition." With that, Miyu produced a pair of long gloves with plug-in palms. Like the stockings, they had flails, and extended up to the shoulders, ending around the belt, suggesting they would connect to the restraints behind. There was even a bolt-reinforced hole in the middle, as if to connect to something. Regardless, if my arms were restrained, even my combat power would be halved. I hesitated for a moment whether to put them on, but upon seeing the portrait of Koyuki again, I couldn't help but put on the long gloves. Chapter 93 "I can't lock the handcuffs myself." "It's alright, I can help you with that small matter." As I said that, Miyu moved behind me and locked the shackles on the long gloves. Then, Miyu connected the ends of the gloves with a spring-loaded metal clasp and tethered them to a rope hanging from a ceiling hook. "Spread your legs." Next, Miyu had me spread my legs and fastened leg shackles with a metal bar, temporarily loosening them. "Heh heh, now no matter what anyone does to you, you won't be able to resist, will you?" "Hmph, even without restraints, with Koyuki as a hostage, there's nothing I could do, is there?" "Why do you value Koyuki to this extent? If it were just you, wouldn't it be easy to defeat me and escape?" "Someone who asks that wouldn't understand even if I told them." Even suspended in a "V" shape, I retorted fearlessly with a defiant attitude. Miyu, however, was not rushed and treated me with her usual composure. Both of us possessed formidable mental fortitude, but the situation remained that I was in an overwhelmingly disadvantageous position. "Perhaps... but you know what it means when Koyuki, who had no intention of infiltrating enemy territory and was simply living her daily life carelessly, was attacked and imprisoned?" Miyu, her expression unchanged, merely moved her lips and produced a small key. "Th-this...?!" Seeing the key that Koyuki used as a keychain on the necklace she always wore under her uniform, I froze. "Wh-why... that?"

All the police lights eventually focused on one person, Meiling, who had been complaining incessantly just moments before. Meiling's eyes were completely blinded by the glare. And the women in peculiar uniforms, carrying a large case, strode quickly towards Meiling. It was then that Meiling realized she was the target of apprehension. "Hey, what are you doing?" Panic flickered in Meiling's eyes, but it was too late to escape now. The women arrived before Meiling and opened the large case. Inside lay a set of metal full-body restraints, along with several long leather straps. In addition, there were many humiliating implements that Tian Gui had only ever used on himself during his various perverted games. "Who are you people? These aren't things normal police would carry!" Meiling shouted, while Yingqian beside her was frozen by fear and shock. "You're arresting me? I haven't committed any crime! Do you have badges? Arrest warrants? Are you impersonating police officers! You... Ugh!! Ugh ugh ugh...!!!" "Heh, no need to ask. We're here to apprehend you," the woman in the tight black uniform and boots chuckled contemptuously. "We are agents of the National Security Department." Just as Meiling was about to protest loudly again, her mouth was stuffed with a large spherical object. Someone kept inflating the ball, causing it to expand and puff out Meiling's cheeks. Furthermore, a set of leather straps, resembling a horse's bridle, was used to secure the gag, pressing tightly against Meiling's cheeks and jaw, rendering her unable to utter coherent sounds. Already accustomed to being gagged, Meiling knew that continuing to yell would only bring further humiliation, so she fell silent, merely glaring fiercely at them. With a series of clicking sounds, the full-body restraints were locked onto Meiling. Strap after strap tightened around Meiling's limbs and torso, leaving no room for movement. Meiling's body was completely reduced to a human-shaped mass of flesh that could only writhe. Only short, thin metal rods connected her wrists and ankles. Her hands were firmly bound by leather gloves resembling dog paws, clenched into fists. Meiling's hands were cuffed behind her back, and the chain connecting the handcuffs and shackles was short and behind her, forcing Meiling to stand with her knees bent. This posture was not only uncomfortable but also deeply humiliating. Meiling, who was originally tall, was forced to lower her head in front of these women in strange uniforms. Then, an eye mask covered Meiling's eyes, plunging her vision into darkness. Next, Meiling felt her nose being hooked by a nose ring attached to the bridle, turning her nose upwards like a sow's. Her nose was pulled long, then secured by straps that went over her head and fastened at the back. This pulled Meiling's nose upwards, and the large nose ring stretched her nostrils wide. Although Meiling couldn't see, her past experiences of long-term abuse by Tian Gui told her that her usually delicate and intelligent features had been degraded to a bestial appearance. Then, a sharp pain in her nasal septum told Meiling she had been pierced for a nose ring, to which a long chain was attached, held in the hand of the woman escorting her. Immediately after, Meiling felt someone pulling on her nose ring, and she was led like a cow, her future fate as tragic as that of livestock awaiting slaughter. Meiling tried to struggle, but her body, completely restrained by straps and shackles, rendered all her struggles into futile writhing, shaking her ample breasts and plump buttocks. "Ugh, ugh, ugh!" Meiling was forced to make muffled sounds again, but the grunts from her sow-like form only elicited laughter from the women. "Heh, does the little sow still think of resisting? Then we'll give you a proper punishment!" With that, the escorting woman pressed a remote control, and a weak electric current began to flow through Meiling's nose ring. "Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh!!!" The excruciating pain of the electric shock and the intense stimulation ravaging her nasal cavity made Meiling cry out miserably. Unable to resist in any way, Meiling, unable to bear the pain from the nose ring, could only submit to the women's control like a puppet.

"Hey, look!" "Isn't that the elf, Lesha?" In the bustling district of the goblin city, a quadrupedal horse-like creature carried Begula forward. "This is the punishment for defeat!" "How disgraceful!" As the goblins recounted the tales of her transgressions, more people gathered. "How disgraceful!" "To act like that and not hang your head in shame, are you thick-skinned or shameless?" The rude words pierced me. "Hey, look, it's carrying something so thick!" "Drooling, you really like him, don't you!" As I crawled, even harsher words and lewd laughter erupted. There's no other way... I accepted this treatment and moved forward step by step. Being clystered, defecating, and climaxing all at once. As such a vulgar woman, I will accept it. "Run faster! The sun will set before you even finish one lap around the street!" Although Begula whipped my exposed buttocks with her whip, my speed did not increase. Naturally. My limbs were folded, my elbows and knees on the ground as I walked. And on my back, I carried a goblin. Each step was about 20 centimeters. My pace was slower than a child's, but the act of walking itself was torture. Furthermore, immediately after being brutally violated, I was subjected to the interrogation and clyster training, and dragged onto the street without a moment's rest. "Hah, hah, hah..." I panted heavily through the gaps of the bridle, forcing myself to continue my comical gait. The foreign objects in my two orifices made me suffer even more. As I walked, my body swayed, causing the inserted objects to shift slightly. With each movement, the textured surfaces rubbed against my sensitive membranes, gradually increasing my pleasure. "Hah, hah, hah..." My heavy breaths turned into sweet moans. "Hah, hah, hah..." As my heavy breaths turned into broken gasps, "Hey, hey, you're enjoying this embarrassing display!" "They say she's the strongest elf, I'm shocked. Are they mistaken? Isn't she the most debauched elf?" "No mistake!"

"This is what the Master prepared for the slave girl Rou, her physique is very similar to Leisha's, excellent." Watching the maid perform the restraint work, Arian deliberately spoke to herself in a way that Begula could hear. "However, I, who was summoned to defeat Rou, failed so easily, so there's no chance for her to wear it for now." Then she added a sarcastic remark. "It seems someone wants my sister to wear this. If possible, could you please tell me the results of the training after you return?" It was estimated that in addition to these training tools, she would also provide some travel expenses. Feeling guilty for not achieving her goal, Begula nodded.

Several young, beautiful women in tight leather police uniforms, their skirts hugging their hips and thighs, stepped out of the police car, their feet clad in sky-high heels. The police car's lights blazed at their maximum, illuminating the heels of their boots, and the leather straps on their uniforms gleamed under the headlights. Their legs, encased in black stockings, resisted the stretch of their pencil-skirt uniforms, swaying rhythmically as they walked with elegant, yet swift, strides. All the police lights eventually converged on a single person: Meiling, who had been complaining incessantly moments before. The glare was so intense, she couldn't open her eyes. The women in their peculiar uniforms, carrying a large case, strode directly towards Meiling. It was then that Meiling realized she was the target of their apprehension. "Hey, what are you doing?" Meiling's eyes showed a flicker of panic, but it was too late to escape now. The women approached Meiling and opened the large case. Inside lay a set of metal, full-body restraints, along with several long leather straps. In addition, there were many humiliating implements that Tian Gui had only ever used on her during his various perverse games. "Who are you people? This isn't standard police equipment!" Meiling shouted. Yingqian, beside her, was frozen in fear and shock. "You're arresting me? I haven't committed any crime! Do you have badges? Arrest warrants? Are you imposters?! You... Ugh!! Ugh ugh ugh...!!!" "Heh, no need to ask. We're here to apprehend you," the woman in the tight black uniform and boots sneered. "We are agents of the National Security Department." Just as Meiling was about to protest further, a large spherical object was shoved into her mouth. Someone began to inflate it, causing it to expand and distend Meiling's cheeks. Furthermore, a set of leather straps, resembling a horse's bridle, was used to secure the gag, tightly binding Meiling's cheeks and jaw, rendering her unable to utter a coherent sound. Meiling, already accustomed to being gagged, knew that further shouting would only bring further humiliation. She fell silent, fixing them with a furious glare. With a series of clicks, the full-body restraints were locked onto Meiling. Coils of leather straps tightened around Meiling's limbs and torso, leaving no room for movement. Meiling's body was completely immobilized, reduced to a writhing mass of flesh. Only short, thin metal bars connected her wrists and ankles. Her hands were bound tightly in leather gloves resembling animal paws, clenched into fists. Meiling's hands were cuffed behind her back, and the chain connecting the handcuffs and shackles was short, forcing Meiling to stand with her knees bent. This position was not only uncomfortable but deeply humiliating. Meiling, who was naturally tall, was forced to lower her head in front of these women in strange uniforms. Then, an eye mask covered Meiling's eyes, plunging her vision into darkness. Next, Meiling felt a hook attached to the bridle catch her nose, pulling it upwards like a sow's snout. Her nose was stretched long, then secured by a strap that went over her head and fastened at the back. This pulled Meiling's nose upwards, and the large hook stretched her nostrils wide. Although Meiling couldn't see, her past experiences of humiliation at Tian Gui's hands told her that her usually delicate and intelligent features had been reduced to an animalistic appearance. A sharp pain in her nasal septum followed. Meiling knew she had been pierced with a nose ring, to which a long chain was attached, held by the woman escorting her. Immediately, Meiling felt someone pulling on her nose ring, leading her like a cow, her future as bleak as that of livestock awaiting slaughter. Meiling tried to struggle, but her body, completely restrained by straps and shackles, could only writhe uselessly, her ample breasts and buttocks swaying. "Ugh, ugh, ugh!" Meiling was forced to emit muffled sounds again, but the grunts of a sow only elicited laughter from the women. "Heh, does the little sow still think of resisting? Then we'll give you a taste of real punishment!" With that, the escorting woman pressed a remote control. A faint electric shock immediately coursed through Meiling's nose ring. "Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh!!!" The excruciating pain of the electric shock and the intense stimulation within her nasal cavity made Meiling cry out in agony. Unable to resist in any way, Meiling, overwhelmed by the pain from the nose ring, could only submit to the women's control like a puppet.

During this time, the maid restrained her. The maid behind me tucked my arms into triangular leather bags. "What...?!" My arms were encased in large gauntlets that covered almost to my shoulder joints, from fingertips to shoulders, all wrapped in leather. The maid used straps to connect the shoulder part of the gauntlets to the back of my neck, then laced them up. "Oh, you're mistaken if you think this restraint alone will make me cry out." My arms and thighs were tightened, and I gasped in pain, groaning. "You finally understand what the three-hole T-strap means, don't you?" As long as the thick, hard leather restraints couldn't be removed, the three-hole T-strap couldn't be taken off either. Begula and Arian announced on their way back that they wouldn't remove the restraints for about ten days. In other words, the three-hole T-strap wouldn't be removed for over ten days. Not only the vagina, but also the urethra and anus were tightly plugged. "Heh heh, then just bear with it and do your best. My cute elf lady." Arian said to me with a smile as she looked at my disheveled state, while the leather on my back reached my elbows and the leather on my front reached my waist. "Ugh..." My elbows and waist were both constricted, and I was in agony. The restraint, which was slightly smaller than my body overall, was much smaller in certain areas than my actual measurements. "This restraint was originally custom-made for the gladiator Shoyu. According to official records from the Imperial Arena, Lesha's body is slightly larger than Shoyu's. Putting this on and being completely sealed will be even more painful." The waist section of the restraint was already nearly 10 centimeters smaller than Shoyu's actual waist. Until it was completely closed, I felt the pain of my breathing being restricted. My elbows were pressed tightly together, limiting the movement of my arms. It was so severe that I almost lost the sensation of my arms, as if they had fused with my body along with the leather. The waist cincher went past my waist and reached my rib cage, further restricting my breathing. "Hah, hah, hah..." My rib cage was pressed by the thick, hard leather, and I could only take shallow, short breaths. Men draw air into their lungs by moving their diaphragms, and women by expanding their rib cages. Humans and elves are the same. Furthermore, the tightness in the front extended above my breasts. Originally, this area was made with extra room for the intended wearer, Shoyu, and would not have compressed her breasts. However, my breasts were about two sizes larger than Shoyu's. What's more, the excess flesh squeezed out from the tightened waist gathered around my breasts, making my large breasts appear even more prominent. They tightened the lacing while flattening my breasts like this. "Hah, hah, hah..." My rib cage was pressed to its limit, and I was so breathless that I couldn't even cry out. "Hah, hah, hah..." All I could do now was take shallow, short breaths in my lungs, which were unable to fully expand due to the pressure.