The Tivat Bondage Chronicles (Proto-Gods Together)

The Hydro Abyss Mage quickly conjured a massive bubble, precisely hitting Mara, whom Chen Kong had pushed aside, and enclosing her within it as she floated in the air. Seeing this, Marwen no longer lunged at Chen Kong but instead went to Mara's side, repeatedly striking the bubble trapping her, yet to no avail. She had often been trapped like this in the game, and it seemed to be just as effective in reality. However, it was a shame there wasn't time for binding Mara; otherwise, binding would be more to Chen Kong's liking than this. "It's useless. I'll let you off for today. Remember to go to Mondstadt and find your Honorary Knight. Tell her to meet me at Cape Oath. Remember, don't tell anyone else besides her, and only allow her to come alone. Oh, at most, you can let her bring her little pet. If you violate this, don't blame me for doing something excessive to her; I might even kill her as a bargaining chip," Chen Kong said in a hoarse voice, using Mara to threaten him was absolutely effective. Chen Kong waved his hand, and he, along with the Abyss Mages and the bubble containing Mara, quickly departed, leaving only Marwen kneeling powerlessly on the ground and the guilt-ridden mercenary guards. 'Congratulations to the host for completing the achievement [Will of the FFF Class], obtaining 100 Primogems.' Chen Kong fell silent. What a strange achievement. Never mind, he could just use it for a draw. A daily blue meteor streaked across his mind, gradually growing larger. 'Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Novice Long Rope.' Well, he hadn't expected much anyway. Chen Kong swung his sword five or six times before breaking the bubble trapping Mara. Mara, with a heartbroken expression, slumped to the ground helplessly. Her pitiful appearance was truly captivating. However, it wasn't the time for tenderness. Chen Kong quickly mounted her, pushing her completely onto the ground so her rather ample chest pressed firmly against the earth. He grabbed her hands and twisted them behind her back. "If you want to see him again, then be good and don't move," Chen Kong threatened Mara. Subduing Mara by force was not difficult now, but he had decided beforehand. He was here to practice his rope skills. After placing Mara's arms parallel behind her back, he began to attempt a Japanese binding method. Mara, influenced by Chen Kong's words, didn't resist much. Apart from slight struggles caused by the discomfort of being manhandled, there was nothing else. She only sobbed softly. Girls crying were the hardest to bear. While continuously binding her, he spoke words of comfort, such as "I'll let you go in a few days, and I won't separate you," which finally stopped Mara from crying. *Hoo*, Chen Kong let out a sigh of relief. Looking at his satisfactory work before him, Mara's upper body was now tightly bound in a Japanese style, making it almost impossible for her to break free. After five or six repeated attempts, the rope pattern was finally neat and aesthetically pleasing. Hmm, not bad. Although he still had to travel, it would be a shame not to restrain these beautiful black-stockinged legs. With this thought, Chen Kong took out an item called [Liontooth Warrior's Shackles] from his system inventory. In the game, this was actually a weapon ascension material, but in the real world, it might have a new use. Legend had it that this was used to restrain the Liontooth Warrior Vanessa, but this was the lowest quality, a green rarity in the game, and it looked like mere wood. Chen Kong tried to place this shackle-like object on Mara's ankles. Just as he was thinking about how to tighten it, the [Liontooth Warrior's Shackles] automatically contracted, perfectly locking onto Mara's legs.

A woman who stops at nothing to do the Fatui's bidding would surely pose many future risks if not thoroughly disciplined. The current restraints on the Mirror Maiden are only effective because she is injured and weakened. Chen Kong was unsure if ropes and chains could truly hold her if she recovered her full strength. He had no idea where her powers originated; there was no sign of an energy core like a Vision or an Evil Eye. It seemed her power came entirely from within, with no apparent way to seal it. Furthermore, given the Mirror Maiden's ability to teleport short distances through prisms, the effectiveness of physical restraints was questionable. With the situation in Inazuma now stable, and no immediate need to hoard Primogems for emergencies, Chen Kong decided to try his luck with a few more wishes, hoping to obtain some more advanced restraint tools to bind the Mirror Maiden. The results of three wishes were: a beginner's pleasure leather handcuff, a sailor uniform, and a beginner's collar. None of them seemed like particularly powerful restraint items. Chen Kong called Lumine over and took out the newly acquired sailor uniform from his system inventory. He figured it should fit her. Chen Kong ordered her to put on the sailor uniform. Although Lumine pouted in dissatisfaction, she obediently took the clothes and went into the bedroom. A moment later, the girl emerged, dressed in a blue and white sailor uniform. Her lovely figure was perfectly accentuated. A pair of black thigh-high stockings encased her slender legs, and she wore brown loafers. Combined with Lumine's naturally cute face, she looked youthful and radiant. "Not bad, quite pretty," Chen Kong said, pulling Lumine closer. He brought her arms behind her back and began to tie her up with cotton rope. Lumine pouted indignantly. While she did like the new outfit—after all, what girl didn't appreciate looking good?—being tied up by Chen Kong so soon after changing made her very angry. Lumine squirmed slightly, protesting, but didn't struggle with any real force. Chen Kong quickly bound her in a simple, practiced Japanese Shibari style, her hands tied parallel behind her back. Ropes were cinched above and below her chest, making her somewhat modest bust appear fuller. The ropes weren't excessively tight, but struggling would be quite difficult. Soon, Chen Kong paid special attention to Lumine's legs. Her legs were bound tightly together, with three or four ropes wrapped around her ankles and the upper part of her knees. These were then threaded through the middle, forming two sturdy rope loops that kept her legs pressed together, unable to separate. Chen Kong carried Lumine to the mirror and said, "Take a look, aren't you beautiful?" Lumine refused to acknowledge him, rolling her eyes. "Alright, figure out how to escape on your own. I'm going to the Knights' headquarters. I didn't tie you too tightly, so it shouldn't be too difficult. Be careful not to hurt yourself. I'll be confiscating your sword for now." After casually stowing Lumine's Favonius Sword in his system inventory, Chen Kong tidied himself up and prepared to leave. Before, he had been taking commissions every day to earn Primogems in preparation for his trip to Inazuma. Although he still helped Jean at night, he hadn't yet collected on the reward of her accompanying him for one day each week. Now, he was going to collect his debt, and perhaps ask about methods to restrain Fatui prisoners. Chen Kong walked into the Knights of Favonius building as if he owned the place and went straight to Acting Grand Master Jean's office. He pushed the door open without knocking. The guards made no move to stop him. While entering someone's office without knocking was impolite, Chen Kong wanted to cultivate an image of extreme familiarity and casualness with Jean.

The first contestant to take the stage was Xiao Meng, with Li Jiu temporarily serving as an audience member. After untying Li Jiu for a brief rest, Chen Kong re-bound her arms behind her back in the straight-arm Y-shape she had initially requested. Her arms formed a rather aesthetically pleasing Y-shape behind her. But that wasn't all. Chen Kong then moved her beneath the pull-up bar he used for his workouts. He looped the rope attached to her wrists over the bar and gradually pulled it down, forcing her arms to lift higher behind her back. She was compelled to arch her body and stand on her tiptoes. Mmmph. Deprived of her voice, Li Jiu was unable to utter any protest. The restraints, however, were not yet complete. Chen Kong produced a nose hook, attached it to her nose, and then pulled the rope upwards, connecting it to the pull-up bar. The nose hook forced the hunched-over Li Jiu to lift her head. Directly in her line of sight was the "main stage." As an audience member, how could she not watch the performance? With the audience ready, all that remained was the camera. Chen Kong set up his DSLR on a tripod, switched it to video mode, and first filmed the uncomfortable-looking Li Jiu before panning to Xiao Meng, who was kneeling by the bed. Chen Kong then sat in front of her and said, "Alright, you can begin." Xiao Meng, now free from her restraints, knelt before him, dazed. "Wh-what do I do?" "Use your hands, or your mouth, to give me pleasure once. If you make me cum, you succeed. I'll let you go after tonight," Chen Kong said, watching her with amusement. He had done similar things with Kamisato Ayaka, though he had blindfolded her then. Given Ayaka's young age in the game's setting, Xiao Meng in the real world would surely have a higher tolerance. "Mmm," Xiao Meng nodded, seemingly understanding, and took the handcuffs Chen Kong offered, locking them onto her own wrists. "Don't just stand there staring. Get to it. Help me get it out. If I have to do it myself, I won't be as gentle," Chen Kong teased. Hearing this, Xiao Meng's body visibly stiffened. After a moment, she extended her cuffed hands, trembling, towards Chen Kong's pants.

The two women retreated continuously. Under the masked man's sword, Lisa chose to squat down with her hands over her head, feigning submission. "Kneel," the masked man said coldly. He then ignored Lisa and strode directly towards Jean. Lisa pouted but obediently knelt, placing her hands behind her head, and curiously observed Jean. Jean, unlike Lisa, was not a helpless weakling. Even without her Vision, she possessed considerable combat prowess with her physical skills alone. However, at this moment, Jean seemed momentarily stunned by the man's imposing aura. The masked man easily grabbed her arms and shoulders, and without any resistance, roughly shoved her into a corner, twisting her arms behind her back. Jean's body was pinned against the wall by the man, unable to move. Her wrists were tightly gripped by the man. Just as Jean thought she was about to be bound again, she felt no ropes but a cool sensation on her gripped hands. Was he bandaging her? Jean remained silent, her struggles as listless as before, as if she hadn't made up her mind, appearing weak and powerless. After a while, the masked man simply bandaged Jean's hands and then put on the knight's gloves she often wore before binding her arms again. "Heh heh, don't worry, you can't escape. From today onwards, our Commander Jean will be a canary in a cage. But if you dare to run, you'll have to accept punishment," the masked man sneered. As he spoke, he picked Jean up and roughly threw her onto the bed. Then the man pounced, forcing Jean to lie face down on the bed. He then sat directly on her, his hands reaching under her clothes, roaming up and down, occasionally patting her firm buttocks. "Let go of me, let go of me!" Jean cried out softly, her voice tinged with tears. The man did not stop his actions. Instead, he pressed his entire body onto Jean, embracing and caressing her. Lisa raised her eyebrows, watching the two, and found a soft spot to continue kneeling without disturbing the atmosphere. After a while, the masked man got up and re-bound Jean's legs, tying her thighs and calves together, restricting her movement. He walked to Lisa, bent down, and lifted her chin. "Tell me, how should I punish you?" Lisa pouted, then said in a coquettish voice, "Master, you can punish this servant however you wish. This servant knows she was wrong. Please have mercy on this servant, Master." This time, the corner of the man's mouth under the mask twitched. However, he said nothing. He pulled Lisa up from the ground and threw her onto the bed, re-binding her. This time, he bound her arms behind her back in a straight arm bind, causing Lisa to gasp in pain. After all, she was not trained in martial arts or dance, and her flexibility was not very good. However, the sensation of binding her hands, which were covered in purple gloves, felt quite good. It seemed necessary to order a few pairs of long gloves for the women to wear. Lisa's black-stockinged beautiful legs naturally satisfied the man's desires. After re-binding Lisa in a spread-eagle position, he once again gagged her mouth. After the brief interlude, it was almost time. The man blindfolded both women and then left the room. The unknown in the darkness was always frightening, especially when the two women were tightly bound by ropes, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness. The fear of an unknown fate also lingered in their hearts. In the darkness, both women felt themselves being lifted, but they were utterly unable to resist. They could only quietly await their impending fate, whether it was to be sold as private slaves for entertainment, or to be forever imprisoned in a cage as canaries. During the movement, Jean still felt the person holding her groping her. This feeling of disgust was even more intense than before. Until she was placed on a chair and the black cloth covering her eyes was removed. The place was brightly lit, momentarily dazzling Jean. She then looked around, seeing a group of people surrounding her, with a lavish feast laid out on the table. The ropes on her body were quickly untied. For some reason, Jean was not very surprised, feeling an unexpected calm. It wasn't that she was certain it was a prank, but a certain emotion lingering in her heart left her in a state of bewildered silence. "Happy birthday, Commander Jean! Oh dear, why aren't you surprised at all? Was our act not convincing enough?" Kaeya said first. "Hehe, Commander Jean must have been scared. This was our prank. We originally just planned to tie you up to attend your birthday banquet, but some of them came up with bad ideas. Commander Jean, please don't be angry," Amber said, hands on her hips. Jean smiled and shook her head. "Oh my, such a great escape, and Jean, why aren't you surprised at all? Then my acting was all for naught," Lisa chuckled. Was that acting? I think you were just having too much fun yourself, Chen Kong thought silently.

"Indeed, this should be a prison," Chen Kong surveyed his surroundings. "I know what this place is now." Chen Kong stepped forward and gently knocked. The heavy gate creaked open. "My dear ladies, my slave girls, my captives, or my prisoners, welcome to this prison. I will personally escort you from here," Chen Kong said with a faint smile, gesturing with his hand. A pair of handcuffs and shackles appeared before each of the three women. "Put them on yourselves. If you don't know how, I can help." "Sigh, I knew this would happen," Ying Mei sighed, picking up the heavy shackles and fastening them around her ankles. "These are permanent shackles, aren't they?" Ying Mei took the tools Chen Kong handed her and secured the shackles on her feet. "Don't worry, these are all products of the illusion. They will disappear once we leave this realm." Whether they were real or not no longer mattered. Ying Mei was now accustomed to obeying Chen Kong's commands. As long as she complied, she didn't have to worry about anything. Seeing Ying Mei's example, Fischl followed suit. With Chen Kong's assistance, she successfully secured the heavy black shackles onto her beautiful white-stockinged legs. Little Amy, dressed in a white silk gown, didn't look as lewd, but she had a unique charm. Only Mona glanced at the grim shackles with a hint of disgust, then with curiosity about how they were formed. If they were illusions, why did they feel so real? As Mona hesitated, examining the shackles, Chen Kong approached. "It seems our Miss Mona is not very willing. Do you need your master's help?" "Wait a moment. Take off your shoes first," Chen Kong said calmly. "Ah? Why?" Chen Kong sneered, "Here, you are not worthy of wearing shoes." Chen Kong replaced the handcuffs with a specially made, heavy wooden cangue, locking her neck and hands together. She looked like an ancient criminal burdened with grave sins. Chen Kong then escorted the three women into the illusory prison. *Why does Master seem so gentle with the other slave girls, but so unusually strict with me?* Mona grumbled inwardly. She looked at the heavy cangue she was wearing, which forced her to walk hunched over. Her shoes had been taken away, and Master had said she wasn't worthy of wearing them. *I'm so miserable,* Mona sighed in her heart. "It looks like we've reached the end," Ying Mei, walking at the front, reached out and knocked on the iron gate before them. "Master, can you open it?" Chen Kong stepped forward and tried, but it didn't open as smoothly as before. The iron gate remained stubbornly shut. Surveying the surroundings, Chen Kong saw three different cells. He roughly understood how to complete this "puzzle." "It seems that to proceed further, I will have to trouble you three little slaves," Chen Kong said with a faint smile. Ying Mei shrugged helplessly. "There are three cells. You will each be confined in one for a day to complete the puzzle and move on." "What kind of puzzle is this?" Mona scoffed. "No more nonsense. You are the wielder of a Hydro Vision, so this water cell is yours," Chen Kong commanded. "Ah! But I don't have my Vision anymore!" Before Mona could finish, Chen Kong had already pushed her into the water cell.

"Ah, what is this!!" Fischl panicked as she looked at what Chen Kong was holding. It was a set of black horse tack and a gag. "Are you really going to make me wear this... mmmph." Before Fischl could finish, Chen Kong had already shoved the gag into her mouth and secured it behind her head. Chen Kong hadn't particularly liked this kind of horse tack gag before, as he felt it ruined the beauty of a female slave's face. But this time, paired with the K9 prop, it would be quite a sensation. That's right, Chen Kong had obtained the K9 prop generated in the illusion and had restrained Fischl. Fischl now looked so small, completely like a dog slave. However, Chen Kong had no intention of further humiliating her. After all, she had only joined recently, and he didn't want to scare this little sister. "I'm sorry to trouble you, little Amy~" Chen Kong petted Fischl, who was forced to lie in the dog cage after being restrained. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph." He closed the cage and locked it, then turned back to Ying. "Let's go, you chose this yourself," Chen Kong teased her. "Really, if you want it, just say so. It's not like I won't give it to you..." Ying mumbled softly. Ying consciously extended her hands to Chen Kong, allowing him to tie her up and escort her to the last cell. This place was less like a cell and more like a BDSM-themed hotel design, with the main colors being purple and pink, symbolizing desire. "Master, what do you require of this slave?" Ying quickly got into character, kneeling respectfully on the carpet. Chen Kong put a collar and leash on her, saying, "Such a good bitch. Come here." Holding the leash, he made Ying crawl on the ground. Ying offered no resistance, allowing Chen Kong to lead her.

"Ah, so heavy." Little Amy's shoulders slumped, and after a mournful cry, she spoke in an chuunibyou manner: "Is this the weight a princess of sin must bear?" At this moment, she was shackled by Chen Kong with a heavy wooden cangue, custom-made by the blacksmith Wagner at Chen Kong's request. Though called a wooden cangue, it was half iron, weighing a total of twenty kilograms. For an ordinary girl without the Eye of God, this weight would be enough to crush her. The holes in the cangue locked around Little Amy's slender, jade-like neck. Chen Kong then took her hands and guided them through two smaller holes below. The cangue was perfectly sized, designed for a slender girl. Seeing this contraption for the first time, Little Amy was a little curious. She obediently extended her hands from below, and Chen Kong then locked them with manacles to the cuffs of her purple dress. The Western-style dress and the ancient Chinese torture device might seem incongruous, but that was precisely the effect desired. The contrast between the beautiful girl and the ferocious instrument was striking, making her appear even more pitiable. Even Chen Kong felt a pang of sympathy watching her, yet he also found himself enjoying the sight, a wonderfully exquisite feeling. "The former princess, bearing the weight of sin, personally escorted by the new emperor to Liyue to atone." This was the story Chen Kong told Little Amy. He didn't forget to fix a dead shackle to her white-stockinged ankle. Now, Little Amy looked exactly like a condemned prisoner being escorted to her execution. Chen Kong turned to Yoimiya beside him: "Your turn." The girl looked at Little Amy's attire, a shiver running down her spine. She quickly waved her hands, "No, no, I don't want it. I'll just use a rope." "Don't worry, I won't put that on you. Just stand there and don't move, it'll be done in a moment." Chen Kong squatted down and lifted Yoimiya's very short skirt, revealing the padded panties made of bandages underneath. "W-what are you doing?" Yoimiya's face instantly flushed crimson. Although they were outdoors with no one around, it was still out in the open. Chen Kong ignored Yoimiya's question, and proceeded to insert a plug, then unfastened her belt and tied a crotch rope around her waist, tightening it below. He tugged at the two cotton strings that formed the crotch rope, and a startled cry came from above. Only then did Chen Kong, satisfied, help Yoimiya get dressed. "Alright, all done and comfortable. How was it? Is Master good to you?" Chen Kong clapped his hands and stood up. Yoimiya glared at him, her face flushed. "Let's go." Disregarding Yoimiya's protests, he grabbed her wrist, twisted it behind her back, crossed her wrists, held them with one hand, and pressed down on her shoulder with the other, escorting her forward. Due to the crotch rope, Yoimiya could only walk in small steps. Taking large strides or shaking violently would cause the rope to tighten and chafe. At this moment, both Little Amy and Yoimiya were restricted in their movements, looking like prisoners being escorted.

For a whole day, she didn't know how many Hilichurls, Slimes, or attacking Treasure Hoarders she'd been forced to eliminate. She'd drawn her bow at least three hundred times. She had indeed enjoyed and excelled at archery before, but this was her first time experiencing combat at such high intensity and density. Both her arms were even sorer than if she'd been bound for a day and a night. Of course, Chen Kong had gone easy on her during the binding. Not only were her limbs cramping from the strenuous activity, but Yoimiya's lower half had also been tormented for a day. She didn't know how many times the bandages wrapped around her hips and secret garden had become damp. Fortunately, that damned rope was tied over the bandages, so it hadn't truly chafed the tender flesh within. Even so, she'd orgasmed countless times. At this moment, Yoimiya was weak in every sense of the word. If shame hadn't held her back, she would have collapsed into Chen Kong's arms right then and there. Her gaze was drawn to the savory mushroom soup simmering in the iron pot over the bonfire. Tears welled up at the corners of her mouth. Just as she struggled to lift her aching arms, Chen Kong, who was beside her, grabbed her wrist and expertly pulled it behind her back. With two crisp "clicks," Yoimiya knew that detestable scoundrel had cuffed her again. "Hey! I'm already like this, and you're still cuffing me? Is that really necessary?" Yoimiya shot him a fierce glare, expressing her displeasure. She could barely stand or lift her hands now, let alone escape. However, Chen Kong didn't explain. He shrugged and took out a cotton rope, gently lifting her and setting her down on the ground. Understanding Chen Kong's intentions, Yoimiya, despite her verbal protests, obediently bent and brought her legs together, allowing him to tie them with the rope. After securing her beautiful legs, Chen Kong didn't forget to give her leg muscles a massage. But in Lumine's eyes, this massage could more accurately be described as groping. "Ahhh, I'm starving! I haven't eaten in half a day, and you're still tying me up!" Yoimiya wailed, looking at the mushroom soup tantalizingly close yet out of reach. "Alright, don't rush. As a reward for your good performance today, your master will personally feed you." With that, Chen Kong pulled the exhausted girl into his embrace, then ladled a bowl of mushroom soup. He held a wooden spoon, scooped up a spoonful, and gently brought it to Yoimiya's lips. Yoimiya shot him another glare but didn't hesitate, opening her mouth to accept his feeding. Her pretty face, however, flushed slightly. Watching this heartwarming scene, Lumine sighed helplessly, got up, and went to find Paimon, who was still lost in her shackles. One after another, they were all like this. Did they have Stockholm Syndrome? Well, she herself wasn't in a position to judge others. It seemed each of them had initially accepted Chen Kong's training for some reason, and then they had fallen deeper and deeper, eventually feeling that perhaps this wasn't so bad? It seemed they had truly been tamed by his training, whether gentle or strict. Lumine shook her head, no longer dwelling on these pointless thoughts. At least, the current life wasn't bad for her.

The last trace of connection to her Electro powers severed, Keqing was plunged into utter despair. She lacked the strength to even lift her head, managing only to grit her teeth and spit out a curse: "Despicable, despicable!" Chen Kong paid no mind to Keqing's fury, gently lifting her from the pool. Though a faint current still lingered on her delicate body, Chen Kong had no intention of seeking help from others. "Tsk, tsk, don't let her frail appearance fool you, she put up quite a fight just now," said the Eleventh Harbinger, beckoning as a Fatui soldier approached with a set of chains. "These chains are made of a special metal, guaranteed to hold her. Even a Geo Samachurl wouldn't be able to break free from their restraint." Chen Kong smiled and shook his head, "Thank you, but it's not necessary. We should be gentle with young ladies." With that, he pulled a red cotton rope from his backpack and had Lumine help Keqing, who was too weak to stand. Chen Kong gently took Keqing's small hands, clad in purple silk gloves, and pulled them behind her back. After a moment of playful manipulation, he bound her wrists with the red rope. Chen Kong certainly wouldn't be so gentle with Keqing. She was a legitimate captive he had taken from the battlefield, and she deserved the treatment of a prisoner. Amidst the confused gazes of everyone present, Chen Kong yanked upwards on the rope binding Keqing's wrists. Soon, her hands were forced upwards, almost touching her neck. Keqing, her entire body numb, felt no pain from her hands, and even if she did, she was too weak to resist. Before long, Chen Kong tied a loop of rope around Keqing's delicate neck, attaching the rope from her wrists to it, suspending her hands in this posture. Since Keqing was wearing a sleeveless dress, her fair forearms were exposed, so Chen Kong paid them no further attention and proceeded to bind her upper arms and torso. Her upper arms were tightly bound to her torso with the cotton rope, leaving Keqing with almost no room to move them. Her cute, rounded breasts were cinched together in a figure-eight pattern. While Keqing's chest wasn't enormous, it was certainly not small, fitting her figure perfectly without detracting from her beauty. With Chen Kong's careful attention using the cotton rope, they seemed to swell, becoming even more alluring. After completing the binding of Keqing's upper body, Chen Kong squatted down and, ignoring the onlookers, began to caress Keqing's shapely legs. Being touched so brazenly in front of so many people made Keqing's pretty face flush even deeper with embarrassment. After a brief moment of indulgence, Chen Kong quickly took out another red cotton rope to bind her beautiful legs. In a little while, Keqing might regain some basic mobility, and it wouldn't be good if she suddenly kicked him while he was binding her. He had Lumine lift Keqing up slightly, while he grabbed Keqing's ankles, brought them tightly together, and began to wrap the cotton rope around them. After two loops of the thick rope, he pulled it tight in the middle, binding her ankles in a figure-eight, a technique Chen Kong often used known as "double pillar binding." Then, using the same method above her knees, Keqing's legs were soon tightly bound together, rendering her unable to separate them even if she regained her mobility. Once the binding was complete, Chen Kong confidently grabbed her ankles and began to play with her delicate feet. He was particularly fond of her exquisite purple high heels. Taking out two short ropes, Chen Kong tied her insteps to the soles of her high heels, preventing them from being kicked off during any struggle. It wasn't to restrict Keqing's movement with the heels, but purely for aesthetic reasons. For added security, Chen Kong folded her legs, tightly binding her ankles to her upper thighs, leaving her legs with no room to move at all. At this point, the numbness in Keqing's body was gradually subsiding, and sensation was returning. However, this was immediately followed by the constricting feeling of the ropes binding her body tightly. She even felt that her body would go numb again before long. Just as she thought the long process of restraint was finally coming to an end, Chen Kong produced an object she had never seen before – a red ball with straps on either side. As she wondered what it was for, Chen Kong quickly demonstrated its purpose. Chen Kong pried open her small mouth and roughly shoved the red ball inside, then secured the two straps behind her head. So, this was to prevent her from crying out for help. Thus, with Keqing bound so tightly that she had almost no room to struggle, Chen Kong slung her over his shoulder.

"Your task during this time is to do everything you can not to be defiled. If you are defiled, you will be of no value to me, and I won't save you. You can expect to be kept in a cage by the Treasure Hoarders as a star slave." "You!" "Don't get agitated, it's only for one day." "Is it fun to humiliate me like this?!" Keqing retorted indignantly. "Isn't it an interesting game? Besides, it's not entirely meaningless. They're willing to pay ten million Mora for you. After one day, I'll tear up the contract, take the money, and snatch you back from those bandits. I don't care about the reputation of thieves anyway. I can also help your Liyue Qixing dismantle a Treasure Hoarder stronghold. You should be thanking me." This was also why Chen Kong chose to sell her to the Treasure Hoarders instead of the wealthy merchants who offered safer transactions and higher prices. "Shameless! Scoundrel!" Keqing didn't know how to respond, so she could only curse Chen Kong fiercely to vent her anger. He actually treated her as mere merchandise without a second thought. Chen Kong scratched his ear and shoved a gag into Keqing's mouth. Even with the gag, Keqing still let out angry "muffled" sounds. Chen Kong could guess they were curses directed at him, and that they wouldn't be "translated" by the gag into something that still sounded like a maiden's moan. She truly had no idea of her own allure. Chen Kong felt an urge to take her right then and there. Keqing was hung like that all night. Even though she was a martial artist with excellent physical conditioning, she appeared extremely weak. When morning came, Chen Kong finally let her down. The weakened Keqing collapsed into his arms. He caressed the maiden's delicate body with a hint of pity for a while, then bound her tightly again, packed her into a box, and sealed it. Chen Kong successfully brought the box out of the city. He didn't rush to release Keqing, but instead took her directly to the agreed-upon meeting point with the Treasure Hoarders. Keqing remained quiet throughout the entire process. She was clearly exhausted from being hung up all night and was likely fast asleep in the box. Upon arriving at the transaction location, three Treasure Hoarder members were waiting. "Greetings, Mr. Kong. As agreed, we need to inspect the goods here. Once we confirm the merchandise is genuine and poses no threat, I will take you to meet our boss, and the transaction will be completed then," the leading young Treasure Hoarder member stepped forward to converse with Chen Kong. "Of course," Chen Kong opened the lid of the secure box, revealing Keqing bound like a zongzi inside. The Treasure Hoarder member attempted to step forward, but Chen Kong stopped him. "You wouldn't not recognize the Yuheng Star, would you? Can't you confirm it like this?" "We need to confirm that she is truly no longer a threat." They had to guard against the possibility of being tricked. If Keqing had deliberately allowed herself to be captured and sold, while still retaining her combat capabilities, the consequences of bringing her back would be unimaginable. They had to be certain that Keqing was truly incapable of resisting. The ropes binding Keqing looked intimidating, but they could only restrain ordinary people. For the Yuheng Star, who possessed a Vision, even if these ropes bound her so tightly that she couldn't move a finger, they would still have no chance of winning against her. "Then how do you wish to confirm it?" "Hand over her Vision to us, and we will seal it." "That's impossible. You haven't paid for her Vision. I've already sold her Vision, so she can't use elemental power now. You can rest assured."