As a master, he was humiliated and bound and tempered by the Enchantress!

Throughout the entire process, Vanessa offered no resistance, obediently raising her hands, turning, and cooperating with the binding of the Phantom Ropes. She knew that resistance would be not only unhelpful but would also lead to her being tormented even more cruelly by Little Rope! Finally, a beautiful diamond-shaped tortoise shell tie was completed. Vanessa walked to the mirror, turning front and back, caressing the texture of the ropes. A look of confusion then appeared on her face. The tortoise shell tie looked neat and orderly, symmetrical, possessing an indescribable aesthetic. What puzzled her was that her hands were actually free! "Little Rope, you didn't tie my hands?" Her response was a slight tightening of the tortoise shell tie. The knots at various points vanished, merging into a single, rough-surfaced sphere, meaning Vanessa could no longer untie herself by manipulating the knots! She knew the tenacity of Little Rope all too well. Even the ancient dragons of the Demon Capital Mountains couldn't break free from its bonds, let alone a nineteen-year-old human female like herself! Vanessa wisely shut her mouth. Every time she voiced any question during a binding, Little Rope would respond by tightening the restraints even further. She had experienced various types of bindings before: the four-horse, the suspension, the rear-entry Guan Yin, the shrimp bind – each time she was bound tightly, completely losing her ability to resist, without exception. She had been bound in this tortoise shell style before as well, but it was usually combined with other ropes to secure her hands and feet separately. 'Perhaps it's because I have to attend the regular student council meeting in the conference room later, so Little Rope didn't tie my hands,' Vanessa mused. In any case, it was a good thing. After all, no sane person wanted to be bound so tightly that even moving a finger was a distant dream. The reason Vanessa was willing to cooperate and be bound by Little Rope was that it was their unique method of cultivation! After each tight binding, as a familiar, the strength of the Phantom Ropes would noticeably increase, manifesting in terms of length, flexibility, speed, and toughness. As the Phantom Ropes grew stronger, their magic could also be reflected back onto Vanessa. Every night, after being bound by Little Rope in a four-horse position where her hands and feet were connected, only her waist and pelvis touched the ground, presenting a D-shape, Vanessa would wake up the next day feeling a significant increase in her magical power. This was also the reason Vanessa had become a third-tier mage in just three years since her enrollment. However, no matter how much her magic increased, Vanessa had never once managed to break free from Little Rope's bindings. Not even once. On the contrary, every attempt to break free using magic was met with even tighter restraints. So, Vanessa gradually adapted and stopped resisting. Vanessa, wearing black stockings, her bare feet on the carpet, walked a few steps around the dormitory to get accustomed to her new tortoise shell rope attire.

The meeting concluded, and Vanessa returned to her dorm. As soon as she entered, before even kicking off her heels, she cast three layers of shielding magic. Then, she summoned the little rope. "Phantom Rope, was I too lenient with you before? Don't forget, I am the master!" As she spoke, Vanessa unleashed her full magical power, the might of a third-tier mage on full display. Her pale golden mana materialized, exuding an unparalleled pressure. Had she not prepared three layers of shielding magic beforehand, the entire dorm building would have been engulfed by the magical surge and collapsed! The little rope detached from Vanessa's body helplessly, shrinking into a corner, trembling. Then, the rope contorted into a shape attempting to play dumb. (*╹▽╹*) Vanessa's anger twisted into a laugh. Although she had always allowed the Phantom Rope to bind her without resistance, it was because the binding enhanced both the rope's and her own magic, and it was always in private, where no one could witness. For these reasons, she had repeatedly conceded, indulged, and indulged the little rope. The little rope had never done anything out of line. It would typically bind Vanessa tightly before she slept each night, and then release her the next morning. This was to enhance their magic. Vanessa had always tacitly approved of the Phantom Rope's actions, provided they didn't go too far. But today's incident had crossed Vanessa's line! "Phantom Rope, get over here!" The little rope crawled meekly and slowly across the floor. "Faster!" The little rope adopted a fawning expression and quickly scurried to Vanessa's feet. It then began to rub and nuzzle cautiously against her ankle, clad in black stockings. "Hmph, so you know you're wrong now. What were you doing before? You're not getting any Spirit Fruits this week!" Spirit Fruits were an expensive delicacy that greatly replenished a mage's mana. Normal mages would only consume one in life-or-death situations, but for the little rope, it was like a common snack. The little rope froze in place, as if struck by shock, unmoving. Then, the little rope conveyed its thoughts, full of grievance. #%￥%#% "What, you're saying that was for my own good!?" Vanessa's eyes widened in fury. ￥%#%#￥*&…… "You're saying my magic has reached its limit, and only by breaking through once can my magic continue to increase?"

"A binding that's both agonizing and pleasurable? No matter, you decide, I'll cooperate!!" With that, Vanessa consciously placed her arms behind her back, presenting herself in a posture of utter surrender. At this moment, Vanessa was still clad in her magic academy uniform. The upper half was a black, cinched-waist dress with a navy tie, and the lower half was a black skirt edged with a band of pale gold lace, a perfect complement to Vanessa's beautiful blonde hair. Her shapely, straight legs, encased in over-the-knee black stockings, appeared even more full and alluring, a sight one could never tire of, even after a year. On her feet were still those 8-centimeter heels, black with red soles. The sharp heels pressed into the soft carpet, and her ankles, wrapped in black silk, hinted at their form, inviting one to touch and play. Earlier, in her haste to enter the room, she had immediately started berating the ropes. Vanessa hadn't removed her heels at this point. Normally, Vanessa preferred to wear just her black stockings, feeling the soft warmth of the carpet directly beneath her feet, which was more comfortable. However, there were times when Xiao Sheng preferred her to wear her heels before being securely bound, enjoying the awkwardness and helplessness that came with her restricted movement due to the heels. Xiao Sheng had never explicitly stated it, but based on past experiences, that's how Vanessa felt it was. Xiao Sheng seemed to prefer watching her completely immobilized, utterly at her mercy. Furthermore, after each such binding, both Vanessa's and Xiao Sheng's magic would significantly increase simultaneously. This was also why Vanessa tacitly agreed to be bound. *Fine, be bound. It's just a little discomfort, what's that compared to a boost in magic?* Vanessa placed her hands behind her back and waited for a long time, but Xiao Sheng remained unmoving. She tilted her head, her beautiful green eyes fixing on Xiao Sheng with a puzzled expression. In the past, Xiao Sheng would have already pounced on her like a hungry tiger. Instead, Xiao Sheng bypassed Vanessa entirely and walked over to the desk behind her. With effortless ease, she unlocked a drawer and retrieved a silver-white ring. A third-tier Mana Storage Ring!

The thought of being so tightly bound, unable to even perform the simple act of removing her shoes without help, and on such private, unseen parts of her body, sent a wave of shame through Vanessa. But with her entire body restrained, there was nothing she could do but blush and remain motionless in the spread-eagle position on the floor. After removing her high heels, Xiao Sheng didn't hesitate, tightening the ropes connecting her hands and feet once more! "Ah," Vanessa let out a soft cry. Without warning, her hands and feet were drawn closer together again. The wrists, tied and hoisted high behind her back, and the ropes binding her ankles, were pulled to their absolute limit. Freed from the constraint of her 8cm heels, her body was contorted to its extreme! Now, only her waist and pelvis touched the ground, her body forming an almost perfect 'O' shape. Her head was forced back by the rope around her neck, her hands and feet bound together behind her. With the slightest movement of her fingers, which were rapidly losing sensation, she could feel the silken soles of her feet. Then, the rope connecting her neck to her ankles shortened! "Ah! Ah! Ah!..." Vanessa screamed. Pain, a searing, burning pain, coursed through her entire body. Her upper body was pulled taut, lifted high, her waist even leaving the ground. Her head was thrown back to its limit, pressing down on her hoisted hands, her silken feet now brushing against her head. Only her skirt-clad crotch remained on the ground, bearing the weight. Her head, her raised hands, and her tightly bound, silken feet were all connected in an almost impossible posture! Her joints felt as though they would dislocate, her heart pounded violently, and every part of her body cried out in agony. But Vanessa, a third-tier mage stripped of her strength and magic, was helpless. She couldn't break free and could only endure through sheer willpower! "Damn it, if only I still had my magic..." Vanessa thought bitterly, enduring the agony. But it was just a thought. Now, in this extreme spread-eagle position, with her feet touching her head, any struggle was futile! Suddenly, a voice echoed in Vanessa's mind. [Timer has begun.] [Touch the mana-storing ring within ten minutes, or face another random punishment!] Damn it, ten minutes? Another punishment! What a joke.

The juncture of her thighs, her knees, and her ankles were pressed tightly together, rendering Vanessa's legs perfectly straight and immobile. Only her black-stockinged feet, unbound, could manage a slight separation. However, the ropes around her ankles were so taut that the arc her feet could achieve was minuscule. Any attempt to widen it further would cause the ropes to bite deeply into her skin, inflicting sharp pain. Vanessa lay prone on the floor, her face down, her hands bound high behind her back. Her legs were forced into a straight, extended position, making even a simple turn a struggle. She was like a beached fish, utterly at the mercy of her captor. With such a meticulous and restrictive binding, Vanessa knew that to escape the ordeal of being forced to walk a tightrope in front of the window, she had to take a desperate gamble. Pleading with Xiao Sheng was futile; her binding methods were unwavering. Whether it was a tightrope walk, a four-horse spread, a tortoise shell bind, a single-leg suspension, a rear-hand Guanyin, a five-flower knot, a straight-arm restraint, an M-spread leg bind, or an inverted suspension, once Xiao Sheng decided on a method, she rarely deviated. Vanessa couldn't even persuade her to switch to a less constricting technique. However, in certain details of the binding, Xiao Sheng might show a sliver of leniency. For instance, with the current rear-hand high suspension, if Vanessa were truly in unbearable pain and pleaded with tears, Xiao Sheng would likely loosen the ropes slightly, offering some relief and preventing irreversible harm. After all, the familiar spirit contract meant Xiao Sheng couldn't truly injure Vanessa. Vanessa's mind raced. The thought of being bound so tightly and then forced to move precariously in front of the window, risking discovery by other students, the friction of her [REDACTED] against the ropes as she navigated dozens of knots, the overwhelming shame that flooded her like a tidal wave – it was too much. This was a rope leading directly to hell! That floor-to-ceiling window was the gateway! She absolutely refused to walk the rope in front of the window! Absolutely not! Now that her magic had partially recovered, and knowing that if Xiao Sheng forced her to walk the rope, she would have to untie her legs and ankles, there was still a sliver of hope if she could devise a plan. If, when Xiao Sheng loosened her legs, she could seize an unguarded moment to use her magic hand from behind to undo the knots binding her hands, everything would be resolved! If she managed to break free from her restraints, she would adamantly refuse any further binding attempts from Xiao Sheng!