Witch Auction

In a small cottage where the scent was completely covered with magic, a special underground auction was in full swing. 　　"Welcome to today's Magical Girl Auction, I'm the host of this auction, Tsubasa, today's auction is for the lovely goods captured by the two magical girl hunters, due to the fact that no cameras can be used in the venue, everyone should look at the goods that the hunters have packaged with great care with their eyes wide open!" 　　A young girl in a suit with long blue hair stood at the center of the stage and presided over the meeting, while the rest of the audience sat around in the surrounding seats, most of these people were magic-related people, both male and female. Some of them entered just to feast their eyes on the powerful magical girl made into a rope-bound work of art, but even the entrance fee was tens of thousands of dollars. Then there were others who were just purely rich, people who wanted to buy the magical girl back as a decoration or a slave for their home. 　　"Then, we now have the entrance of our first magical girl, Miss Rei the Hunter!" 　　Loud applause and cheers erupted from the scene, Miss Ling was a recent rising star, she had captured two lovely magical girls at the last auction, dressed them up and placed them in the center of the auction, and ended up selling them for a hefty price. 　　Just see a young girl from behind the curtain came up, she has a lovely short black hair, hair tail will be her delicate small round face modification more lovely, a white lovely dress close wrapped around the young girl's body, dress on the lace pendant as well as multi-layer skirt lace, all do not set off the young girl's innocence and lovely. She didn't look too old, just a human's fifteen or sixteen years of age, but in fact, Rei as a witch hunter was also a part of the magical girls, and the age of a magical girl could not usually be judged by her appearance, and her actual age was definitely already an adult. 　　This young girl guffawed and bowed to the audience then spoke. 　　"Thank you all for your enthusiastic support, I'm sure you're all getting tired of waiting, so without further delay, let's bring out today's auction item number one, the "Numinous Magical Girl" Tsukiyomi Tune!" 　　"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!" 　　Thunderous cheers erupted from the stage, they all knew what kind of cute yet powerful little witch Tsukiyomi Tune was, in the times when monsters were rampant, this famous witch alone eliminated countless terrifying monsters, so I'm sure that there were people who already had their hearts set on her at that time. 　　A masked staff pushed a four-wheeled vehicle to transport goods out from behind the curtain, this vehicle has been modified to be bigger than the usual car, on top of which a red platform seat was installed, and the protagonist, Tsukiyomi Tune, was "sitting" on the platform, a small pink figure was twisting and struggling on the platform, and when the viewers scrutinized carefully, they were struck by the beauty of this little witch, who had been so beautiful that she could not be seen. When the audience looked closely, they were shocked by the beauty of this little witch. 　　The first thing that caught the viewers' eyes was naturally the soft and black double ponytails of Moon Reader, two lovely double ponytails resting on each of the young girl's shoulders, which was also her highly individualized signature hairstyle. Under her black bangs, a pair of turquoise eyes had already lost their previous vigor, and due to several days of continuous training, her mental state had dropped quite a bit, but from her eyes, she could still reveal her unwillingness and a hint of murderous aura. 　　Moon reading tune that beautiful delicate melon face especially attracted the audience's attention, white delicate skin can be seen that she every day to take care of. However, what the audience valued more was the purple strip of cloth strangled on her mouth, which had golden runes printed on it, a special prop made for the purpose of restricting magical power. The strip of cloth tightly strangled on Tsukiyomi Tune's mouth made her small mouth slightly deformed, looking very cute. What the audience didn't know was that what made it really hard for Tsukiyomi was the glue block underneath the cloth strip that completely stuck her mouth together. There were so many props that limited Tsukuyomi Tune's ability that it wasn't even close to this part, and the purple strip of cloth was nothing more than decoration at best. 　　"Oooooooooooooo! Damn it! I can't even open my mouth!" 　　Tsukuyomi Tune didn't want to use both hands to take down the cloth and glue block in her mouth, but at the moment, her arms were tightly bound together by a single pink lace long glove, the binding glove made of magic fabric was incredibly tough, and the size was special, Tsukuyomi Tune's slender arms were tightly attached by such a soft fabric, and the curves of her arms were completely revealed. Even if she struggled hard, the excess force would only be absorbed by the extremely elastic gloves. 　　Of course, dealing with this powerful witch ranked sixth in the world, just using the restraint gloves naturally wouldn't work, it would be bad if she were to mosey down the silk gloves from the cuffs, so Rei bundled several restraint straps glittering with golden light on top of the long gloves. 　　From Tune's slender wrists to the cuffs of the long gloves, five or six golden restraining straps were tightly strung into her tender skin, keeping Tune's arms honestly fastened together. 　　Moon reading tune's hands were wrapped in the gloves, but the fingers were closed together and clenched into two small fists, a closer look only to find that her ten fingers were silver threads tightly wrapped and bound together, as if she was afraid that this was still not safe, Rei let Moon reading tune clenched fists in her hand put a piece of sticky glue, this time the poor neni magical girl can not even a finger can not be moved. 　　The audience began to look at the pink dress worn by Tune, and it was only then that they realized that this dress had been tampered with and turned into a prop to restrain this powerful witch, as it had become a corset wrapped tightly around Tune's body, showing off her petite and cute figure, and underneath the neckline embellished with red bows, the two small round buns had been forcibly squeezed out. The pink skirt became a convenient prop to bind Tsukiyomi Tune, tightly wrapping her small buttocks and the roots of her thighs downwards, the light fabric made Tsukiyomi Tune's body look no different from being completely naked. Her legs were also wrapped up tightly in a pair of pink stockings, and from a distance she looked like a pink fish-tailed mermaid. 　　"Don't underestimate this dress, this is a dress prepared by a magical girl with her magic power, specifically to protect herself, but because it's made with her own magic power, even this guy couldn't destroy it, and at the time, I was able to catch this little magical girl by using them to move on the dress when they were bathing." 　　Rei narrated on one side with a smug smile, while Tsukuyomi Tune listened with shame and indignation, puffing up her little mouth and glaring at Rei as if she was going to use her ninjutsu to dust her off in the next second. But the current Tsukuyomi Tune couldn't do that, her magic was being controlled by the activated pink dress inside her body, which only allowed her to emit a weak amount of magic. What made her even more desperate was the fact that Rei was now able to freely manipulate the clothes on her body with her magic, meaning that she had completely become a stocking-flesh thing to be slaughtered and dipped into the board, and could not escape Rei's control at all without the help of others. 　　"Of course, this dress alone will not be able to restrain this powerful little witch of ours, which is why we need this golden restraining belt, which completely absorbs the magical power emanating from the witch's body." 　　Tsukiyomi Tune not only had her arms bound with these golden restraint straps, her petite body wrapped in tights and those fanny-beautiful legs were also bound with thin restraint straps, each of which strangled deep into Tune's skin, combining to form a golden fishing net that wrapped the pink mermaid in the net tightly. 　　On Tune's upper body, the densely packed golden restraint straps made a beautiful tortoise shell binding, the pink dress had the shape of tortoise shell after tortoise shell struck by the straps, and since her dress was tightly wrapped around her body, each strap was tightly struck into the delicate skin of Tsukiyomi Tune, especially that pair of cute bunnies that happened to be encircled in the straps. The forceful squeezing through the clothes and the straps turned her original Acup into a B. 　　The fishing net-like braided rope split into two straps starting from Tsukiyomi Tune's waist and abdomen, wrapping around the position between her legs to tighten it forcefully on both sides, forming two strands of rope. As long as this magical girl struggled hard or tried to use her magic power, the two restraint straps would be strung in to stimulate the young girl's most sensitive parts. 　　The reason why the straps were on both sides was because there was some space left in the center for a magic extractor rod. This rod that shone with a strange blue light like an erotic object had a third of it gone into the magical girl's secret garden, although it couldn't be seen with the naked eye, but Tsukiyomi Tune was well aware of the power of this thing, and it was voraciously drawing magical power from her own body. Theoretically, as long as the magical girl is in an excited and hyperactive state, she will emit magic power, and this magic power extractor is exacerbating this process, and gathering the magic power emitted by the magical girl at one point before sucking it out. 　　Poor Tsukuyomi Tune was wasting her precious magic almost all the time because of the irritation of the ropes and clothing. A large amount of magic inside her is absorbed out through this rod in a sort of thurible, which is one of the points of interest of this auction. 　　Looking at her fanny-sized legs, there were nearly ten loops of golden restraining straps bound from the base of her thighs to her ankles, making it completely impossible to separate these legs, which were already wrapped in stockings that had become a mermaid's tail. Rei also deliberately manipulated the pink pantyhose to receive the tightest, so as to reflect this little witch's perfect slender legs curves. 　　Through the crystal clear pink pantyhose, one could see that Tsukiyomi Tune's cute little toes were constantly wriggling, as if they were being stimulated by something, in fact, from the moment she was pushed out, she had been wriggling and struggling with all her might, and Tune knew that it was a useless waste of energy that would only make those lustful spectators more excited, but she had to do it. 　　...... 　　Before she got into the ring, backstage during the preparation stage, before she was gagged by the gel, Rei had poured her with a special winks, a winks that was specifically used for magical girls, the more magical power in their bodies the more sensitive they would become when stimulated. 　　"Oooh! Bastard stop it quickly! I'll kill you when I'm free! Wooooooooooooo!" 　　Tsukiakari Tunes could only let out a whimper as she glared angrily at Rei after being pinched in her tiny mouth and forced to pour an entire bottle's worth of medicine, followed by a whole block of gel gagging her mouth. 　　"Oh yeah? Then you'll have to hold back to keep from losing your magic power to do so!" 　　Rei sneered as she touched the soft, delicate feel of Tsukiakari Tune's fanny pantyhose, waved a magic drawing rod in front of her eyes, and inserted it into the secret garden between Tune's legs. 　　"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

The ropes on my body! At this moment, Tsukuyomi's hands were forced behind her back, and the ropes coiled around her as if alive. Deprived of her magic, Tsukuyomi was only slightly stronger than an ordinary girl, how could she resist these silver cords? She watched helplessly as her hands were crossed behind her back, the crisscrossing ropes wrapping around three or four times before hoisting her wrists up to hang beneath her neck. The rope around her neck tightened deliberately, restricting Tsukuyomi's breathing. She struggled desperately with her wrists, but to no avail. Her wrists were like steel welded in a cross, immovably fused together. Next, ropes were wrapped around her mouth. First, two strands were wedged between her pearly white teeth, making it impossible for her to form clear words. Then, more ropes wound around and around outside, like tape, binding the entire lower half of her face, finally tightening at the back of her head, impossible to loosen. "Mmmph! Mmmph-uh-uh-uh!!!" The poor Tsukuyomi didn't even have the right to cry for help. As the ropes tightened, she found her internal magic circulating slower and slower. She thrashed wildly in place, her slender body writhing like a snake, but it was all useless. This is bad, if this continues... Tsukuyomi's brow furrowed in anxiety. Her pink dress was already pulled tight against her body by the ropes, the hem riding up to her thighs, her underwear peeking through, filling her with shame. During this time, her wrists were completely secured in place by eight strands of rope extending from either side. Before, she could still shift and struggle a little, but now she couldn't move at all. The ropes extended outwards like a spider's legs, reaching in eight directions. Two strands wrapped around her shoulders, and the rest encircled her chest from above and below. Tsukuyomi's figure was even flatter than Rei's, but under the tightening of the ropes around her chest, her breasts still formed gentle, subtle mounds. One had to admit, the ropes were almost shaping Tsukuyomi's curves. "Guh-oo, hoo-oo..." The ropes around her chest were incredibly dense, with about eight strands in total, above and below. Combined with the loop around her neck, Tsukuyomi's breathing was severely restricted. Her nose was red and twitched with each breath, making her look like she was sobbing, possessing an adorable helplessness. The ropes not only bound her chest but also fixed her arms tightly against her torso in a W shape, leaving no gap in between. Then, the ropes began to weave a net, starting from her neck downwards. Her chest had the two largest openings, followed by smaller and smaller diamond-shaped mesh. Tsukuyomi had no idea what was happening. She had never been bound like this before and was completely at a loss. What is this for? Why bind my arms to my body like this? It's so strange... Soon, Tsukuyomi would know what the ropes were for. As her eyes widened, the ropes slowly snaked under her skirt, then slid over her virginity to her back, and then tightened with a vicious pull— "Muguh?!" Tsukuyomi's young body could hardly withstand such stimulation. This was probably the first time she had passively experienced that sensation called [indescribable]. Her legs, which had been struggling moments before, went limp from the shock, and she lost her balance. After a few stumbles, she fell to the ground with a thud. It hurts! It hurts! Normally, her telekinesis would protect her from falls. But now, not only could she not use her telekinesis, but her hands were bound tightly behind her back. Tsukuyomi couldn't even support herself and fell flat on the ground, crying out in pain. But the ropes didn't stop. Instead, they tightened further around the ropes between her legs, finally securing them below her wrists. Tears welled up in Tsukuyomi's eyes. She had never endured such humiliation. If it weren't for her pride as a strong individual, she would have burst into tears on the spot. At this moment, not only could her wrists not struggle, but even if they could, any movement would pull on the ropes around her crotch and neck, and even her chest would tighten. The triple stimulation would be enough to make Tsukuyomi behave. Dozens of meters of rope were used to bind her upper body, making it look like she was wearing a suit made of rope. Her lower body was not spared. Tsukuyomi's slender, short legs were bound by eight horizontal loops of rope, tightly binding her legs clad in pink stockings together. Most of the tender muscle on Tsukuyomi's legs sank into the ropes, with only the parts exposed between the dense cords bulging out like hills, appearing incredibly elastic. And because the ropes were so tight, the exposed tender flesh had turned from white to a rosy hue. The parts covered by the stockings were a soft, lovely pink, as eye-catching as pudding. The ropes still weren't finished. After binding her ankles, they continued towards her feet, binding her entire soles together through her boots. Tsukuyomi seemed to be fortunate that she was wearing boots, otherwise, with such dense binding, her big toes would surely have been tied up. The rope binding Tsukuyomi finally came to an end. The girl who could still move normally moments ago had transformed into a wriggling lump

This fish-tail-shaped stocking was custom-made for Nanami. The elasticity, material, and length were precisely calculated to create a binding and cinching effect when worn, extending all the way up to her waist. Once she was fitted, Xiangcheng pressed a button, and the stocking tightened rapidly, visibly slimming Nanami's waist and legs. She felt her legs fuse into one within the confines of the stocking. The stocking was adorned with a beautiful blue scale pattern, making Nanami appear like a mermaid from a distance. Xiangcheng and her subordinates then removed Nanami's upper body restraints and clothing, replacing them with a seashell bra. Nanami's face flushed crimson as her upper body was bared. Even with the restraints on her torso removed, she was powerless to resist. There was no water in the room for her to manipulate, and the restraints on her lower body also suppressed her magic. Nanami's arms and torso, now clad in the seashell bra, were re-bound with blue ropes. "From today onwards, you will enter the aquarium and live in the water. With your abilities, living in water for the rest of your life should be no problem, right?" "Wha—?! What did you say?!" Only then did Nanami grasp their true intention: to decorate her as a mermaid for auction. The thought of spending her entire life in a tank sent her into a frenzy of resistance. She thrashed and struggled, fighting against the ropes that bound her. "Damn it! If it weren't for these cursed ropes... Waaaaah!" Xiangcheng watched Nanami's desperate and futile struggle with amusement, then signaled her subordinates. Nanami was injected with a sedative and fell unconscious. They removed Nanami's gag and gave her a white pill. This pill would convert all her bodily excretions into a faint magical energy, facilitating her long-term containment. Then, a specially made waterproof tape was applied to Nanami's mouth. From a distance, its color and shape were indistinguishable from a human mouth, and it was fixed in a smiling expression. After these preparations, Nanami was placed into a large aquarium filled with beautiful aquatic plants and coral. The tank did not contain ordinary water, but a mixture of nutrient solution and aphrodisiacs, carefully blended to a transparent consistency. The glass was also of a special, high-grade quality. When she next awoke, this aquarium would become her permanent, transparent crystal prison. As time passed, the aphrodisiacs within would only deepen their hold on Nanami. Returning to the present, the audience erupted in cheers and shouts once more, their excitement amplified by witnessing the creation of the mermaid. Naturally, their desire to purchase items at the auction also increased. Beyond the intrinsic value of the auction items, the host's ability to stir the emotions of the crowd was crucial. Watching her own video in the aquarium, Nanami felt nothing. Resigned, she swam quietly in the water. Perhaps, compared to other witches bound like mummies, she was fortunate to have the freedom to move. Nanami's starting bid was one million yuan. The bidding escalated, eventually reaching a staggering two hundred and fifty million yuan, surpassing that of Tsukuyomi, the telekinetic witch. The staff used storage magic to compress the aquarium and ship it to the buyer. "Tsk, Xiangcheng really learned all the marketing tricks!" Ling watched from backstage, feeling a pang of resentment. Her hard-won prize, the sixth-ranked telekinetic witch, hadn't fetched as high a price as Xiangcheng's water witch. "Hmph, it seems I'll have to film a video next time and hype up the price. I can't lose to that woman." "I heard that, Ling-chan~ Oof!" A red-haired girl suddenly appeared from behind, attempting to embrace Ling. However, Ling easily dodged her with her acceleration ability, resulting in Xiangcheng making an intimate acquaintance with the ground. "Wha, why did you dodge me!" "I don't want a pervert like you hugging me!" "Heh heh, speaking of perverts, we're both pretty much the same. But never mind that, do you know what my next auction item is? It's the grand finale!" "Hmph, it's probably just some witch you tricked with your sweet talk into becoming a witch hunter, only to fall into your trap. I still remember the pink twin-tails from last time, it was a shame. She trusted you so much." The biggest difference between Xiangcheng and Ling was that Xiangcheng's goal was to hunt all witches by any means necessary, regardless of whether they were witch hunters or something else. As long as they were witches, they were her targets. It was rumored that Xiangcheng's parents were killed by a rampaging witch when she was a child, fueling her deep-seated resentment towards witches. Her team was likely composed of people who also harbored grudges against witches. Therefore, Ling felt uneasy around Xiangcheng, who often approached her, suspecting she might be probing for her weaknesses. "However, my weaknesses aren't that easy to find! Besides, there are people watching over me, so this guy probably has the desire but not the guts. I should still keep as much distance from her as possible." Seeing Ling's indifferent expression, Xiangcheng took a sip of juice to quench her thirst and chillingly uttered a name that would shock anyone. "You'll never guess. It's the Time Witch!" "The Time Witch?!! The second-ranked one? Are you serious? She's a public figure, and the cost of acquiring items to counter her abilities... how can you afford it?" "Heh heh, you know very well where the money comes from. Without their support, we'd both still be broke." "They're actually going after the Time Witch... Huh... that doesn't make sense..." The "Time Witch" was a great hero during the subjugation of monsters. Her silver hair and her heroic, beautiful combat prowess remained etched in people's minds even after decades. She, along with other witches, had successfully suppressed a colossal monster that had occupied the central island city, earning her the title of hero. As Ling pondered, a short video introducing the Time Witch began to play on the screen. When the Time Witch's image appeared, the audience exchanged bewildered glances. They were stunned, never imagining that the second-ranked witch, hailed as a hero, would be on the auction list. "Hahaha! Don't you know yet? The Time Witch has been branded a traitor! Although it's a baseless accusation, in our line of work, the more informed you are, the better! As for the reason, you probably know it without me saying it, the principle of killing the dog after it has served its purpose." A chill ran down Ling's spine. Her brother was the speaker of the upper council, so why hadn't he told her something so important?

The moment the words left his mouth, Sherlock's evening gown began to emit an eerie pink glow. Restraints, shimmering with pink light, emerged from her waist, legs, and arms. These bands started to wrap tightly around Sherlock's delicate body, layer by layer, over her restrictive gown. Each coil tightened with force, until the straps dug into Sherlock's skin. "Mmmph! What? So tight! Nnngh! My chest!" Sherlock's pair of white rabbits were squeezed into an eight-figure by the pink restraints, deeply embedded around her breasts. This compression caused her ample bosoms to bulge, threatening to burst from the already tight confines of her dress. Fortunately, the garment was made of sturdy material. The pink restraints also cinched her waist and abdomen into a diamond-shaped net, distorting the gown. But worse, one strap passed between her legs, tightening around her secret garden. Now, any movement she made would tug on the strap below. Sherlock, who had intended to escape by tapping on the secret passage, found her movements even more difficult. Her slender legs were bound together tightly by the pink straps, from the roots of her thighs to the tops of her black-stockinged feet. The tender flesh between her legs, encased in black silk, was squeezed into bulging hills. Her beautiful legs, once capable of movement, had become like bound hams. Her arms, tightly encased in black gloves, were also subjected to an additional layer of restraint. The pink restraints coiled around her arms like pythons, each loop tightening with force. Now, Sherlock's hands and feet could not be separated by even the slightest distance. "Mmmph! Damn it, my legs won't move! If only I could touch it!" Sherlock bent her small feet, her perky buttocks pressed against the ground, trying to inch towards the secret passage. But the next instant, an intense itch spread from her black-stockinged feet. It felt as if dozens of tiny, wriggling feathers were tickling the soles of her feet, rendering them useless. "What! Stop it! This is... Mmmph!" "Found you! You're quite good at hiding!" Phineas, hearing the muffled moans from beneath the bed, successfully located Sherlock and pulled her out, tossing her onto the bed. Her violent struggles were, of course, in vain. Worse still, the more violently she struggled, the tighter the pink restraints on her body would become. "Damn it! What is this stuff? So tight!" Bound like a work of art, the cute silver-haired beauty writhed and struggled on the luxurious princess bed like a caterpillar, her limbs and extremities tightly bound by the beautiful gown and pink restraints. "Ahaha, so cute. It's no use, haven't you realized yet? This restraint device was custom-made for you. Those pink restraints are made from the sinews of a Time Dragon, and what I hold in my hand is the controller made from its nerve center." "Mmmph!? A Time Dragon?! How is that possible!" The Time Dragon was one of the powerful enemies the Time Witch had defeated. Like Sherlock, it possessed the power to manipulate time. Sherlock had gone to great lengths to kill it in stopped time. The Time Dragon's body parts were confiscated by the authorities for safekeeping. Stealing such materials from the highly secure Special Administration Bureau to create advanced equipment was impossible for an ordinary civilian organization. "Nothing is impossible, dear. The Congress has long since reached an agreement with us. To capture you, they'll give us anything we want! Hahaha!" As a former hero of a great war, Sherlock's immense power had long made her a thorn in the side of Congress. A bill had already been passed, intending to use the power of witch hunters to make her disappear. "Since it's come to this, there's no harm in showing you. Congress has long been fabricating evidence of your collusion with foreign powers. Once we have you, they'll release the 'evidence' of hero Sherlock defecting abroad. Hahaha!" "Mmmph! What!" Sherlock never dreamed that the government she had dedicated so much effort to would betray her. The silver-haired maiden was now stripped of all her trump cards, and a sense of despair and darkness began to well up within her. "Damn it! It's too tight! I can't even move my fingers..." The tickling magic at the soles of her stockings prevented Sherlock from struggling with all her might, let alone the tight embrace of the restraint set. The silver-haired witch thus writhed helplessly on the soft bed, resisting the itch on her feet, her black-stockinged legs kicking back and forth. "So cute. We've recorded all of this in high definition beforehand. Struggle a little more violently!" Hearing that her lewd appearance, bound in such a manner, was being recorded, Sherlock's face immediately flushed. She forced herself to endure the itch on her feet and stopped struggling. "Oh my, that won't do. To make our esteemed audience happier, we need you to perform more enthusiastically!"

"Wha? What's going on?" Because she was tied to the chair, Trestin couldn't even flip over on the ground where she had been struggling desperately, only letting out muffled cries. "Hah, little magical girl, thanks for being bait!" Ling said mockingly, holding the bag in one hand and the stool board in the other. She stuffed Trestin into the bag, stool and all. "Come on, let's all go back to our new home. It'll be great to have the witches gather again, hahahaha!" Ling carried the bag into her house. She pressed a hidden button behind the bookshelf, and as the secret door opened, a dark, hidden room appeared before her. A little earlier, in the dimly lit room where light was almost non-existent, several golden lights appeared. Upon closer inspection, they seemed to be golden ropes hanging in the air. But at the center of these ropes, something was tightly bound: it was Tsukuyomi, the psychic witch, imprisoned here. A large number of golden magic-sealing ropes were intertwined around her body, tightly embedded in the pink dress that had been transformed into a straitjacket. Tsukuyomi's arms were bound behind her back, and her upper body was tightly bound in a dense diamond pattern. These golden ropes were like wrapping an exquisite work of art, weaving a golden rope garment on the girl's body. Her two legs, wrapped in pink thigh-high stockings like a mermaid's tail, were not spared by the ropes. They were tightly bound by more than a dozen loops of golden rope, resembling two uneven pink lotus roots. Furthermore, her ankles and arms were forcibly connected by ropes, and then a single rope was used to suspend her from the ceiling beam. Tsukuyomi's body was bent into an almost O-shape. With this straitjacket and golden rope garment, her chances of escape were almost zero. And at the end of this golden rope garment, two ropes forcibly dug into Tsukuyomi's secret garden from the left and right sides. Ling had also specially prepared two [X_X] for her, plus a specially made magical [X_X], which could absorb some of her magic. The remote controls for the two [X_X] were taped to her inner thighs, and the [X_X] was directly inserted into her panties. The three vibrating devices were constantly operating at maximum power in Tsukuyomi's private parts, tormenting her mind. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph! Damn it! It's too tight, I can't escape like this!" The tight magic-sealing ropes binding Tsukuyomi were created by the original witch – the witch with the ability to "create all things." As more and more witches were born, it was inevitable that some would become uncontrollable and commit crimes. To quickly subdue these troublesome witches, reduce losses, and gain human trust and support, the original witch created these ropes that could seal a witch's magic. Once a target was locked, they could automatically bind the witch and temporarily seal the magic within her body. Generally, ordinary people would not have such precious ropes. However, during a long period of peace, terrifying high-level magical beasts were mostly eliminated, and witches began to become nightmares in people's minds. With the increase in witch-related crimes, the original witch had to create more magic-sealing ropes to cope. The appearance of a large number of magic-sealing ropes changed everything. Some of these ropes flowed into the black market, becoming the most suitable tools for those who wanted to "hunt witches" to make a living. Tsukuyomi's mouth was also tightly sealed with an expanding cloth and a gag, only allowing her to make sounds as small as a mosquito's buzz. She desperately twisted her body, her slender and petite form writhing violently in the air. Her still relatively free black twin-tails danced in the air. Even with her magic sealed, a witch's physical strength was several levels above that of an ordinary person. The golden ropes creaked under the strain. But unfortunately, no matter how hard she struggled, the ropes still guarded every inch of Tsukuyomi's skin. Moreover, even if she miraculously managed to break free from the ropes, she was still tightly bound by the straitjacket and could not escape this room. "Damn it... is there really no hope..." Tsukuyomi felt a sense of despair. She knew that Meru and Kelly would meet her at this hotel. With their strength, it would be difficult to defeat Ling, who had set a trap in advance. It was likely that all four of them would fall into Ling's grasp. "Mmm! It hurts! Without my magic... I really can't do anything..."