Legend of the Goddess of Bondage

Upon a divine mountain stood a sprawling palace, its grandeur immense, with myriad laws flowing within. On a colossal plaque above the central hall, three characters were inscribed. "Divine Maiden Palace." The calligraphy pulsed with Daoist charm, inspiring awe akin to gazing upon a deity in those with lesser cultivation. This was the domain of the Divine Maiden Luo Yun. Legend had it that the Palace Mistress was an existence rivaling a main god, a peerless goddess of immense power. Within a chamber in one of the divine halls, a barrier enveloped the entire room, meticulously set by a supreme being of the Great Perfection Upper God realm, rendering its interior invisible to outsiders. And upon the divine bed within the chamber, a scene of exquisite sensuality unfolded. A peerless beauty reclined on the soft couch, her form graceful and her curves alluring, like a living work of art that commanded adoration. She was clad in a flowing, sheer gown, simple yet elegant, ethereal as a celestial being. The hem of her skirt swayed gently, like a blooming white lotus, exuding a fresh aura. Her posture was a painted scroll, compelling one to pause and admire. Her eyes, like a clear lake, were crystalline and transparent, revealing a tenderness and wisdom. They sparkled like twin stars, captivating all who beheld them. Her long lashes fluttered delicately, like dancing butterflies, deepening the allure of her gaze. Her face was surpassingly beautiful, fair as snow, like a spring blossom unfurling. Her skin was smooth and refined, as if carved from exquisite jade, intoxicating to behold. Her lips were full and rosy, a faint smile gracing them, evoking a tender affection. When she smiled, it was as if the entire world brightened. Her raven-black hair cascaded like a waterfall, lustrous as a crow's feather, flowing over her shoulders like a dark torrent, exuding a serene elegance, a feeling of being in an otherworldly realm. Her demeanor was noble and graceful, as if a fairy descended to the mortal plane, her movements composed and dignified, like a blooming lotus radiating an enchanting charm that captivated all. Beside her, all other scenery paled; she was the most beautiful fairy in the world, drawing hearts and minds. Yet, this noble celestial maiden was now bound tightly to the bed by ropes. Her wrists, elbows, arms, ankles, calves, knees, and thighs were artfully secured, leaving her utterly immobile. The ropes, soft as silk yet strong and resilient, held her body firmly in place upon the bed. Her beautiful eyes blinked slowly, a hint of surprise in their depths. Even bound, her countenance retained its noble elegance, its dignified bearing, which only added to her mysterious allure. Her beauty was like a blooming [X_X], drawing every gaze. Beneath the intricate weave of these ropes, her form exuded a unique sensuality. The ropes snaked from the bedposts, binding her body securely. Her form arched slightly upwards, accentuating her graceful curves. The binding was both tight and comfortable, allowing her to experience a peculiar [X_X] of restraint. She lay quietly on the bed, her body held steady by the ropes. Her hands were bound together tightly, outlining her slender, long fingers and delicate wrists. The ropes passed through the bedposts, artfully securing her hands. Her wrists and elbows were fixed firmly, preventing any free movement, her fingers long and slender, yet unable to loosen the bonds. The ropes circled her shoulders and waist, forming an ornate and complex pattern of restraint. The ropes felt as soft as silk, gently coiling around her body, neither too tight nor too loose, accentuating her perfect curves. Each binding point was meticulously designed for both safety and to enhance her alluring posture, displaying a unique aesthetic. The ropes threaded through her ankles, calves, knees, and thighs, binding her legs together. The rope's embrace caused her legs to part slightly, revealing her graceful form. Her bound legs, like a blooming [X_X], were exquisitely beautiful. The sight of her bound made her appear even more alluring, like a beautiful sculpture, radiating a mysterious and captivating aura. A faint fragrance permeated the room. The ropes' embrace not only added to her mystique and allure but also made her beauty more unique and enticing, like an intoxicating painting. Even bound, she maintained her noble bearing, her eyes revealing a special charm. The restraint of the ropes did not diminish her confidence or grace; instead, it enhanced her mysterious beauty, making her even more captivating. "Oh my, little sister Luo Yun is still tied up here? Sister completely forgot. How careless! It's all Ziyuan's fault, bothering me at such a time. I must tie her up too and make her apologize to little sister Luo Yun." Just then, a charming voice echoed. As the bound beauty's gaze followed, she saw a pair of sexy legs clad in sheer white stockings and crystal high heels step in. Looking up, she saw another exquisite beauty whose appearance rivaled that of the bound maiden. She was adorned in a flowing, sheer gown, ethereal as a celestial being. The hem of her skirt swayed gently, like a blooming white lotus, exuding a fresh aura.

Bing Ling took the rope, thinking how beautiful it was. Although she was very annoyed by this perverted goddess, she was also a peerless beauty. Being tied by such a rope was also to her liking. With this thought, she didn't pay much attention and prepared to use the rope to tie Luo Yun up, not noticing the imperceptible smile on Luo Yun's face at this moment. "Sister Bing Ling, please be gentle when you tie me up," Luo Yun said weakly, feigning fear. "You perverted goddess, I'll make you pay," Bing Ling said, shaking the long rope in her hand. "I'm really scared of you. This rope is called the God-Binding Rope. Even a goddess cannot break free once tied by it," Luo Yun continued. "Then it's perfect for tying up a perverted goddess like you!" Bing Ling said triumphantly. "Indeed. But then again, I'm not the only goddess here," Luo Yun said with a smile. "What do you mean?" Bing Ling asked, confused, but before she could react, the God-Binding Rope in her hand suddenly moved and coiled around her. "What's going on?" Bing Ling felt surprised and immediately prepared to resist, but found that her internal energy was being suppressed by the rope. "Sister Bing Ling, I told you, the God-Binding Rope is not as simple as you think. Even a goddess cannot break free," Luo Yun said with a smile. Opposite her, Bing Ling was completely powerless under the coiling of the God-Binding Rope. Her ice energy was completely useless, seeming to dissipate the moment it was released, as if being swallowed by the rope. She appeared so weak, bound by the God-Binding Rope. Her exquisite and beautiful body was now tightly wrapped by the God-Binding Rope, which began to constrict rapidly after binding her, digging into Bing Ling's stunning form. "Urgh... Ah..." Bing Ling cried out loudly. The God-Binding Rope was like a giant python that had captured its prey, tightly binding Bing Ling. As it tightened to an unbearable degree, the God-Binding Rope began to move back and forth across Bing Ling's delicate body. It seemed to understand women intimately, stimulating all of Bing Ling's sensitive areas before beginning to bind her beautiful form. At the same time, Bing Ling felt that her ice energy was completely unable to affect the God-Binding Rope. Luo Yun watched Bing Ling struggle, while the God-Binding Rope stopped its movement and began to bind Bing Ling, immediately starting to move around her body. It began at Bing Ling's wrists, gently encircling them, then tightly binding them together. The God-Binding Rope was as soft as silk, yet strong and resilient, perfectly securing Bing Ling's wrists. The rope continued upwards, passing over Bing Ling's elbows, then returning to her wrists, forming an elegant and intricate binding pattern that was both tight and comfortable. Next, the God-Binding Rope tightened around her nape, then brought it forward, passing under her armpits. It tied several knots around her shoulders, then encircled her upper arms before returning to the front, crossing above her breasts and tightening. It looped back behind her, then around her waist, forming an exquisite and ornate restraint. The rope wound around her chest several times, accentuating her firm and full breasts, making them more prominent and exuding a seductive charm. Finally, it pulled downwards, and Bing Ling's hands were instantly pulled upwards to their limit, her tightly bound wrists hoisted high behind her head. This also brought Bing Ling's elbows as close together as possible, binding her arms exceptionally tightly. Bing Ling watched the God-Binding Rope act wantonly on her body, and also restrict her internal energy. She couldn't help but feel anxious, wanting to break free with her own strength. But her strength was completely useless against the God-Binding Rope, only serving to make it tighten further. Luo Yun saw that Bing Ling's arms, now bound behind her back, formed an inverted triangle, and her soft breasts were pushed high. The God-Binding Rope coiled around her body, painting a picture of mystery and seduction. Bing Ling's beauty was as radiant and moving as cherry blossoms, her posture graceful and elegant, and her bound form was even more captivating. Afterward, the God-Binding Rope continued upwards, passing over Bing Ling's shoulders. The rope then looped around her waist and bound her legs together, causing her legs to spread slightly, showcasing her graceful figure. The God-Binding Rope continued downwards, tightly encircling Bing Ling's body, then passing through her long, slender legs, binding them together tightly. It then continued downwards through Bing Ling's legs, binding them securely at the ankles. The rope circled Bing Ling's ankles, securing her feet together, making her legs even more graceful and exhibiting a unique aesthetic. The touch of the God-Binding Rope gave Bing Ling a thrill of being restrained, as if enveloped by a special emotion. Bing Ling's pair of long, sculpted legs, clad in stockings, were bound from her ankles to the roots of her thighs, looking incredibly beautiful. At this moment, the bound Bing Ling inadvertently twisted her delicate body, appearing so helpless and powerless. "Urgh... Ah... Don't..." Bing Ling twisted her body, resisting the binding of the God-Binding Rope, but only received tighter and tighter restraints in return. The God-Binding Rope danced in front of Bing Ling, binding her two jade-like peaks tightly. The thin God-Binding Rope wound around the base of Bing Ling's peaks for over a dozen turns before being tied in a knot. Her milky white breasts, bound by it, became even more alluring. "Urgh... Ah!!!" Bing Ling cried out, rolling on the ground helplessly. "I'll kill you!!" Bing Ling said hatefully, looking at Luo Yun. "If my death can appease you, then come at me. I won't fight back anymore. I'm already satisfied with tonight's battle!" Luo Yun said with a smile, but how could Bing Ling, bound by the God-Binding Rope, do anything?

"Ah... it hurts, let me go," Yun Ziyuan said, knowing it was time to concede. "Hahaha, how about that, Sister? Now you've fallen into my little fox's hands, haven't you?" Dai Mo'er said triumphantly. "Yes, yes, yes, Sister has fallen into your hands. You must be gentle with Sister, okay?" Yun Ziyuan pleaded. "What do you think, Sister? You tied me up before, now it's my turn to tie you up, hee hee~" Dai Mo'er said, releasing Yun Ziyuan. "You're hurting me, you really don't know how to cherish a woman," Yun Ziyuan said, touching her aching body. "Sister, stop pretending. I know you well enough. You're definitely enjoying this," Dai Mo'er said, wrapping her arms around Yun Ziyuan's neck. A sly curve tugged at the corner of her lips as she playfully nudged Yun Ziyuan's fair nose with her own. Her hands, however, reached for her waist, where she had prepared the ropes to bind Yun Ziyuan. A fragrant breeze, intoxicating and sweet, wafted through the air. Yun Ziyuan smiled, embracing Dai Mo'er's soft, fragrant neck. Her lips curled upwards as she said, "Alright, then I'll play along with you!" "Then I won't be polite," Dai Mo'er said, grabbing Yun Ziyuan's hands and preparing to bind her, just as Yun Ziyuan had done to her before. Dai Mo'er retrieved the meticulously prepared Immortal Binding Rope from her waist. This was a unique rope from the immortal realm, used to restrain powerful fairies. The rope contained the power of the immortal realm, allowing the one being bound to feel a special sense of restraint and [X_X]. She gently wrapped the Immortal Binding Rope around Yun Ziyuan's slender, beautiful wrists, elegantly and skillfully tying a few simple, beautiful knots. As the rope coiled, Yun Ziyuan's wrists were securely bound together, then looped around her elbows before returning to her wrists, forming a beautiful pattern. The rope tightly restrained her arms, making her feel a closeness she had never experienced before. Next, Dai Mo'er wrapped the rope around Yun Ziyuan's arms, forming a beautiful bow. The rope felt warm and soft to the touch, yet it held her arms firmly without causing any discomfort. Instead, it made her feel a wondrous [X_X]. Then, Dai Mo'er extended the rope to Yun Ziyuan's elbows and arms, meticulously binding every curve. The rope's touch was soft and warm, causing Yun Ziyuan to tremble slightly. Next, Dai Mo'er moved to Yun Ziyuan's ankles, preparing to wrap the Immortal Binding Rope around her calves, knees, and thighs. Dai Mo'er first carefully wound the rope around her slender, beautiful ankles, then looped it around her calves a few times before returning to her ankles, forming an elegant bow. The rope's restraint made Yun Ziyuan feel a slight pressure on her ankles, as if making her legs appear even more slender and beautiful. Next, Dai Mo'er wrapped the rope around Yun Ziyuan's knees and thighs, forming a complex and beautiful pattern. Finally, Dai Mo'er began to adorn Yun Ziyuan's body. Under her delicate binding, Yun Ziyuan's soft breasts, jade-like neck, slender waist, and beautiful back were all revealed. Every curve was outlined so perfectly by the ropes. Dai Mo'er's movements gradually became gentle and alluring. As she bound Yun Ziyuan, her heart stirred, as if she too had fallen into a wondrous state. Watching Yun Ziyuan being meticulously bound by her, a sense of pride and satisfaction welled up in Dai Mo'er's heart. Her beauty and unique charm were on full display, captivating the eye. She was a peerless beauty and a fairy of infinite charm. The Immortal Binding Ropes on Yun Ziyuan's body intertwined to form a breathtaking tapestry, shimmering brilliantly in the immortal realm. Her hands and legs were securely bound by the delicate ropes, yet her body exuded a peculiar sense of freedom and abandon. "Sister Yun, you are truly too beautiful, almost irresistible. The way you look when you're tied up is simply stunning," Dai Mo'er praised with a娇笑.

"Heh, interesting. No wonder you could withstand the pressure of the Main God. So you're already a Great Perfection High-level God. To have just managed to scatter my casual strike with those two alone isn't enough. Without your intervention, it wouldn't have been possible. But you're still too weak. Not a Main God, still just an ant!" The Blood God's aura suddenly surged, directly crashing towards them. Bing Ling and Goddess Luo Yun jointly resisted, but it was still no use. The powerful aura directly sent them flying thousands of feet away, spitting blood. Their Dao patterns were scattered, revealing two peerlessly beautiful figures covered in blood. Their exquisite faces were as pale as paper. "Sister Bing, are you alright!" Goddess Luo Yun reached out her jade hand to support Bing Ling, her face filled with worry. "Luo Yun, I'm fine. You're also not lightly injured. Main Gods are indeed not something we can contend with. You go, I'll hold her off!" Bing Ling's expression was grave. "Since you two also desire it, then come here." The Blood God waved her hand, and two long ropes coiled towards Luo Yun and Bing Ling. The two resisted with all their might but found they were no match for the Blood God at all. In the blink of an eye, they were tightly bound by the ropes. "What is this? God-Binding Ropes?" the two exclaimed, but it was already too late for regret. The God-Binding Ropes flowed like water, like a nimble snake. They saw it swiftly coil around Bing Ling's slender wrists, firmly securing her hands together before extending to Bing Ling's elbows and arms, cleverly weaving through every curve. Soon, Bing Ling's arms were tightly bound by the ropes, unable to break free in the slightest. The binding of the God-Binding Ropes became increasingly meticulous. Each strand of rope appeared so beautiful and perfect. The speed was so swift that Bing Ling was completely unable to resist. It cleverly coiled around Bing Ling's ankles, calves, knees, and thighs. The intertwining of each rope appeared so beautiful and mysterious, like a painting from a fairyland. Soon, Bing Ling's legs were tightly bound together, unable to move. Under the binding of the God-Binding Ropes, Bing Ling's soft breasts, jade neck, slender waist, and beautiful back were all exposed. Every curve was outlined so perfectly by the ropes. And Luo Yun beside her was the same, completely unable to resist the binding of the God-Binding Ropes. At this moment, she too had been bound by the God-Binding Ropes, her hands tied behind her back, completely trussed up. Just as they were bound, the Blood God extended her hands, and the two flew towards the Blood God as if floating. But after a burst of explosion, the two found themselves appearing in a strange place. "Where is this?" Luo Yun asked, looking at the void-like world around them. "The Void of Worlds!" Bing Ling reacted. She looked around but suddenly discovered something different. "What is that?!" she asked in surprise. Luo Yun followed her gaze and saw two tall divine trees standing opposite each other not far away. Their trunks were smooth and thick, their branches and leaves lush, emitting a captivating aura. On the branches of these two divine trees, two beautiful fairies were tightly bound by God-Binding Ropes. Upon closer inspection, they were Qing Yao and Qing Lu, who had disappeared for ten thousand years. Qing Yao had long, jet-black hair, smooth and lustrous, gently swaying with the breeze. Her eyes were as bright as stars, her eyebrows slightly upturned, exuding a spirited aura. Her lips were as red as cherry blossoms, slightly curved into a captivating arc. At this moment, Qing Yao was tightly bound to the branch of a divine tree by God-Binding Ropes. The ropes coiled around her slender wrists and elbows, firmly securing her hands together. The ropes then weaved between her slender ankles and calves, tightly binding her legs together. The entire binding process was extremely meticulous, without any excess. Qing Yao's body was suspended slightly in the air. She supported herself with a weak effort, her toes gently swaying in the air. Despite being bound, her beauty and nobility still exuded a captivating radiance. Her immortal robes fluttered with her suspended body, her skirt dancing like clouds and smoke, displaying an elegant and enchanting beauty. Her black hair gently brushed her shoulders with the sway of her body, like wisps of lingering fragrance. Qing Yao's eyes sparkled with bright light in the radiance of the fairyland. She gazed at Qing Lu in front of her, as if looking at a lover. And Qing Lu, like her, looked at her with clear and bright eyes, like bright stars. Her hair cascaded down like a waterfall, emitting a faint floral fragrance. Her beauty was unparalleled, captivating all who saw her. Qing Lu was dressed in a light, sheer immortal gown. The hem of the skirt was light and flowing, like a dancing cloud, and she was suspended from the tree. Her posture was upright. Despite being tied to the tree, her expression remained composed, as if as long as she could see Qing Yao, she would have no regrets in this life. The God-Binding Ropes coiled around her wrists. Each strand of rope appeared so beautiful and perfect, extending from her wrists to her elbows and arms, cleverly weaving through every curve. Simultaneously, it extended to her ankles, calves, knees, and thighs, tightly binding her legs together with the ropes. Under the entanglement of the ropes, Qing Yao's soft breasts, jade neck, slender waist, and beautiful back were all exposed. Every curve was outlined so perfectly by the God-Binding Ropes. "Now, you know who I am, don't you." The Blood God appeared before them, a seductive smile on her face.