The Blood Queen's Binding and Playing Off Journey

Beneath the lifted hem, at the top of her black thigh-high stockings, brown ropes bound her upper thighs tightly and meticulously. Her full, fleshy black-stockinged thighs, under the intricate and firm binding of the ropes, resembled lotus roots, appearing uneven and segmented, accentuating their plumpness to the fullest. Her calves and ankles were similarly treated, both bound with brown ropes. A reinforced loop was deliberately placed at the center of the rope around her ankles, cinching them so tightly that they could not be separated. For an ordinary person, legs and ankles bound like this would likely make standing impossible. Yet, she was forced to maintain a pose of extreme tiptoe, with her hands bound high behind her back and her entire body tightly restrained! The mere thought was unbearable. And her identity, when revealed, was even more astonishing! She was Alisa, the ancient Vampire Queen! As one of the progenitors of the vampire race, with her pale skin, long golden hair, and sharp fangs, all the hallmarks of a vampire were present in her. Though she had lived for over a millennium, her appearance was that of a young, golden-haired, mature woman. She exuded the vitality and spirit of youth, along with the aristocratic aura unique to vampires. Ordinary vampires possessed the speed of a cheetah, bodies that were nigh indestructible, and the strength to crush a grizzly bear with a single blow. The Vampire Queen's abilities surpassed even theirs! The powers of the bloodline grew with their lifespan. Possessing an almost infinite lifespan, her strength should have reached terrifying levels. She should have been able to break free from the ropes binding her with ease. However, due to a specially crafted silver collar around her neck, the noble Vampire Queen could not exert even one percent of her full strength. This rendered her completely unable to break free from the tight ropes binding her. She was, at this moment, merely a weak woman. Fortunately, even with her powers suppressed, the physical constitution of a vampire far surpassed that of ordinary humans. Thus, even in this severely bound state—her entire weight supported solely by the tips of her black-stockinged toes, precariously maintaining balance, her neck choked by the rope loop, which only loosened slightly when she reached the limit of her tiptoes, allowing her to gasp for precious air—she had endured for a long time.

With a mischievous grin, as if she'd just pulled off a prank, Lin Qiaozhi looked at Alisa. Alisa started, then her face lit up with surprise and delight. So, there was still room for maneuver! Her photos hadn't been seen by anyone else yet! If she could find a way to unlock the collar, or just wriggle her hands free and touch the collar's switch with her fingers, she could regain her strength. Then, with her power as the Vampire Queen, she could easily turn the tables on Lin Qiaozhi. But just as Alisa was trying to figure out how to break free from the ropes, the maid suddenly yanked the chain hard! Bound from head to toe, Alisa was immediately pulled forward, stumbling. In her panic, she didn't have time to think. She instinctively moved with the pull. Her toes in the black stockings dug in, and her legs, tightly bound, pushed forward in a small hop, preventing her from losing her balance and falling. However, because of that sudden, violent hop forward, the ropes binding her body immediately tightened around her delicate form due to her struggle. And her hands, instinctively trying to move mid-air to maintain balance, immediately pulled on the ropes around her wrists, which in turn tightened the ropes below.

This damned blood slave! Deceiving herself time and time again! At first, she said that as long as she orgasmed, she would unlock the collar for her. Who knew that after she unlocked the collar, she immediately put it back on her. And now, she had just said that she had posted pictures of her scantily clad self on her Moments. Making her believe for a moment that all her WeChat friends could see her shame. She was socially dead, utterly despairing. Unexpectedly, she had been lying to her! She had actually posted to a private Moments, visible only to herself! And now, she was going to use this photo to blackmail her again! If she didn't go out on the street with her, she would really post it! Alisa felt like she was about to explode with anger. How could there be such a sinister person in the world! And this person was actually her own maid! Teasing, tormenting, and humiliating her again and again. Striking her with both physical and mental blows. And she, the dignified Vampire Queen, was being tormented by her own blood slave, and was completely helpless, with no way out! It was all this damned collar's fault! She should never have agreed to wear this collar! Alisa regretted it immensely. Now, her full strength could not even be utilized by one percent. She was completely as strong as an ordinary human. In front of Lin Qiaozhi, who had a vampire physique, she had no power to resist. She, the Vampire Queen, was being blackmailed with photos by the blood slave she had raised, and was being forced to be led by her onto the street. If this got out, those old guys would probably die laughing! No, she absolutely could not let her have her way!

Anger, fear, shame, regret. You can know a person's face but not their heart. After spending over a hundred years together, she never expected her maid to treat her this way. To prevent hostile kin and demon hunters from targeting her, Alisa had only told her maid that the silver collar could completely suppress her powers. She never imagined being betrayed by the one closest to her. And the presence of the gag made it impossible for her to even bite her tongue and end it all. Damn it! She suspected the maid had been guarding against her suicidal impulses from the very beginning. She hadn't anticipated that this large gag would not only cause her saliva to shamefully dribble down her chin and onto the floor, but also prevent her from biting her tongue to death! Alisa felt as though every step she took was being manipulated by the other woman. First, when she was at her limit, the maid opened the door, offering a sliver of hope, but not releasing her. Instead, she propped her up with a small wooden block, leaving her in an agonizing in-between state. Then, she taunted her verbally! And touched her provocatively! Although she still addressed her as "master" as usual, which of these actions was appropriate for a servant to do? Not only was she bound like this, but her lower body was being caressed!

The collar had her power completely suppressed. If the collar were gone, with her thousand-year vampire strength, she could easily break free from the ropes, and then casually turn the tables on the maid, Lin Qiaozhi. She actually unlocked it for her? What she said earlier wasn't a lie? Just as Alisa's thoughts raced and she was about to snap the ropes, with a *click*, the collar was fastened shut again by the maid! The power that had surged within her was once again suppressed by the intricately patterned silver collar. The aura of a vampire queen, which had just begun to surface, vanished, leaving her as an ordinary, bound, blonde woman in the city. Alisa was momentarily stunned, her gaze fixed on the collar around her neck. Then, the maid's laughter echoed through the living room, "Mas... Master, hahahaha." "Master, do you know how amusing your expression was just now? Hahaha." Her yandere-like laughter filled the room. "From disbelief, to elation, back to disbelief, and finally staring at me blankly." "So many expressions on one face in an instant!" "Hahahaha!" Only then did Alisa realize, she had been tricked again! When the collar was unlocked, it took a few seconds for her power to return. And the maid, taking advantage of her surprise after the unlock, had immediately put it back on! And she was still bound from head to toe. The recovered strength wasn't enough to break the ropes in such a short time. Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!! Alisa was consumed by rage. She had been wearing this silver collar and bound for an entire morning. Every moment, she had longed to have the collar removed, but her bound hands prevented it. And just now, when the collar was unlocked, her morning's hope was realized, she was finally about to escape. She was ecstatic, but in the next second, she was back in chains, her mood plummeting from heaven to hell!