Tightrope Subdivision [Part 2

Not long after the cleaner pushed away the box that bound and restrained Su Ying, a beautiful OL in exquisite black silk high heels walked out of the Forbidden Photography Company building. She stretched lazily and yawned, then looked around as if searching for something. This person was Su Ying's secretary, Meichen. Seeing that there were no boxes around, a mischievous look appeared on her pretty face, but her beautiful eyes held an unshakeable charming smile. "Oh dear, did I oversleep by a few minutes and Boss Su Ying got snatched away by someone else? Ah, how could that be? The organization must not have delivered the goods yet. I'll go back to sleep and wait for news." Then, Meichen walked back into the company, her high heels clicking, her sexy, perky buttocks swaying. As she walked, she muttered, "It's great. If the boss has an accident and can't come back, I can slack off for a few more days without going to work, hehe..." Zhou Jun, a cleaner at Forbidden Photography Company, though at the bottom of society, had, under the influence of this semi-erotic filming company, naturally developed an interest in bondage and discipline. He had always longed for one of the beautiful and sexy actresses at the company to take a liking to him and give him a chance to get close. But the cruelty of reality gradually defeated him. Day after day, he repeated the monotonous cleaning work. However, he often had the opportunity to take away used props, costumes, and stockings from the actresses, which satisfied some of his fetishistic desires. He had even collected a large pile of intimate apparel and stockings from Xia Ling, the company's top actress. Sometimes, he could even make a fortune by selling them online. Yet, in this inconspicuous little room, a beautiful and seductive body was hidden. Zhou Jun's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the scene before him. His heart was pounding uncontrollably. He couldn't believe his dream had come true – he had actually kidnapped a peerless beauty, and this woman was even the most terrifying female boss in S City, Su Ying. However, after a moment, he calmed down. Since he had decided to make Su Ying his plaything, he had to ensure it was foolproof. If this woman found an opportunity to break free from her restraints, he wouldn't have enough lives to die. At this moment, Su Ying was still entangled and restrained by the single-handcuff and various sturdy black leather straps, completely unable to move. Her milky white stockings, forced to fold together, were pressed against each other, as if she were enduring the torment of the vibrator on her private parts. The mouth, biting on the large gag, let out seductive moans, and strands of crystal-clear saliva dripped from her sexy red lips and pearly teeth, falling onto her exposed, full breasts, making her look both incredibly shameful and stunningly alluring. Zhou Jun forcibly swallowed a mouthful of greedy saliva. After calming down, he first carefully checked the sturdiness of the restraints binding Su Ying's delicate body. Finding that even a small knife couldn't leave a single mark on the specially made leather, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. "I must not loosen this woman's restraints!" Zhou Jun kept telling himself this. He had watched the company's related films. Those skilled agents would pretend to be pitiful, luring others to loosen their restraints a little, and naturally, justice would triumph over evil. Such a cliché plot could not happen to him. To be safe, Zhou Jun naturally had to add some special props for Su Ying. His bachelor pad had everything. He immediately crouched down and took out a series of strange, dust-covered props from under the bed. As he searched, he fantasized about the upcoming discipline scene, his blood boiling just thinking about it. Meanwhile, Su Ying on the bed was very confused. Who had she fallen into the hands of? Based on past experience, she guessed she had been betrayed by her secretary, Meichen, again. This woman really didn't know the severity of the situation and only knew how to fool around. Once she broke free, she would definitely teach this girl a lesson. But to her despair, the restraint suit on her body could not be removed without someone's help. Fortunately, her restraint suit was specially made. Although she couldn't break free directly, its flexibility would gradually decrease over time. Otherwise, she would face nightmarish situations every time she returned from the headquarters of the Binding God Organization. "Wuwuwuwu..." Su Ying bit down hard on the transparent elastic ball in her mouth, feeling incredibly ashamed and annoyed. She didn't know how much longer she would be tormented and disciplined before she had a chance to escape. She remembered the last time Meichen deliberately dumped her at the doorstep of the Holy Mark Organization's lair. She was held captive for a full half-year before escaping... It was thanks to Meichen that her reputation as the versatile enchantress had become so renowned. What was that?!

Mei Chen lounged on the sofa, or rather, she *felt* like she was lounging. Her upper body was still tightly bound by the ropes from before, her disheveled clothes failing to conceal the overflowing curves beneath. The open collar of her shirt revealed a vast expanse of soft, pale skin radiating a captivating allure. Her hands, folded and tied behind her back, were immobilized. The ropes dug deeply into her flesh, exerting significant pressure, yet she seemed unsatisfied, frequently twisting and struggling, feigning discomfort while secretly reveling in the exquisite sensation. Her silken legs were hoisted high and secured to either side of the sofa, completely exposing her nether regions beneath her skirt. The dried remnants of recent vigorous activity were even visible. Mei Chen felt no shame in her humiliating predicament; instead, she was thoroughly engrossed in watching the even more wretched state of Su Ying before her. Su Ying, having angered Zhou Jun with her attempted escape, was now deliberately suspended in a half-hanging position. Since Zhou Jun hadn't unlocked the restraints on Su Ying, he hadn't bothered to change her bindings. Instead, he had used ropes to force Su Ying into an utterly shameful and humiliating pose, building upon the existing restraints. Su Ying's hands were still bound together behind her back with sturdy restraints, and her legs were also tied together. However, her bare, slender waist was now ensnared by a net of ropes. Ropes connected to the ceiling held her suspended, head tilted back, while her legs were forcibly spread apart. The lush, inviting jungle of her pubic hair was laid bare for Mei Chen's eyes. Mei Chen found the scene incredibly arousing. Despite her own similarly shameful posture, the sight of her boss suffering was immensely satisfying. She figured even if Su Ying sought revenge later, it would be worth it, as she had a particular taste for such spectacles. Opportunities to see the high-and-mighty Boss Su Ying humiliated by someone of lower status were rare indeed! The thought sent a thrill through Mei Chen. She writhed on the sofa, enjoying the sensation of being tightly bound, while simultaneously watching her boss's humiliation with keen interest. Before long, Zhou Jun arrived between the two women, a lecherous grin on his face and a collection of props in his hands. "I don't care what happened between you two," he sneered, "but now that you're in my hands, you'll be my little sex slaves. I promise to cherish you both!" "Mmmph, mmmph, mmmph! Mmmph!" Upon seeing Zhou Jun, Mei Chen maintained her delicate persona, her pretty face streaked with tears, appearing so cowed that she dared not speak. This would ensure Zhou Jun focused all his attention on Su Ying. "Mmmph, hmph! Mmmph, mmmph!" Su Ying, having just failed her escape and been betrayed and teased by Mei Chen, refused to yield. Her defiance and shame only served to wound Zhou Jun's fragile ego. Seeing Su Ying still unwilling to submit to his lustful power, Zhou Jun's anger flared. She had nearly scared him to death earlier, and now he was determined to teach her a lesson, to show her that her efforts were in vain. With that thought, Zhou Jun pulled a whip made of a special thorny leather from his toolbox. He had been reluctant to use it, as the thorns would leave indelible bloody marks on Su Ying's skin with each lash. But now, it seemed unavoidable. "Crack!" "Ugh, ahhhhhh!!" A sharp crack echoed as the whip struck Su Ying's body. Her suspended form thrashed violently. 'That looks painful... Boss is really in for it now...' Mei Chen watched with relish, not forgetting to writhe her own somewhat starved body. If it weren't more interesting to see her boss being tormented, she would have gladly experienced it herself.

As the other two fell into a deep slumber, Su Ying, who had appeared utterly drained and unconscious moments before, suddenly awoke. She let out a soft sigh. Fortunately, before leaving the headquarters of the God Binding organization, she had used her points to obtain resources from the Goddess to enhance her strength. Otherwise, she would have been subjected to Mei Chen's reckless torment for a long time. Su Ying subtly shifted her delicate body, trying her best not to make any noise that would alert the two beside her. She wasn't particularly afraid of Zhou Jun discovering her; at most, he would ravage her a few more times. However, if her restless secretary, Mei Chen, found out she was about to escape, who knew what kind of trouble she would stir up. Her small hands, encased in restraining gloves, clenched and gathered strength. As her stamina returned and the durability of the leather restraints decreased, the once unbreakable leather began to show dense cracks. "Mmmph... mmmph..." But the sturdiness of the restraining leather far exceeded Su Ying's imagination. Her fair forehead was covered in a fine sheen of sweat. She bit down hard on the humiliating gag in her mouth, which made her drool, trying desperately to remain silent. However, it seemed that the two beside her had been too "happy" just moments ago, as they completely failed to notice Su Ying's subtle movements. Su Ying breathed a slight sigh of relief. The restraints on her body had been worn down to their minimum, and with a gentle exertion, she would be able to break free. But before that, Su Ying needed to prepare herself properly. She couldn't let that scoundrel Mei Chen get away. Every time Su Ying tried to discipline her, Mei Chen would use her invisibility ability to vanish. Su Ying carefully unbuckled the leather restraints on her hands. With a rush of air, her small hands, confined for so long, finally gained a bit of freedom. The sensation of being tightly wrapped around each of her delicate fingers had been unbearable. As Su Ying's nimble fingers were freed, the remaining leather restraints were no longer a challenge. However, she paid no mind to her still bound legs or her alluring lower body, which was filled with indescribable things. With a nimble push off the bed, she flipped over and straddled the sleeping Mei Chen. "Mmmph?! Mmmph!" Mei Chen, her mouth gagged, clearly hadn't registered what was happening. She was still lost in a pleasant dream. The sudden pressure made her think that Zhou Jun had gotten frisky again and was teasing her. But when she opened her eyes and saw her boss's cold, enraged gaze, all her sleepiness vanished. "Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!" Mei Chen finally realized something was wrong. The ropes binding her body suddenly snapped. Ordinary ropes couldn't hold a woman of her caliber. In this moment of impending disaster, she wouldn't pretend any longer. "Hmph! Do you think I'll let you run away this time!?" Su Ying's voice, like a secluded orchid, carried a hint of anger as she spoke coldly. With one hand, she easily seized Mei Chen's struggling hands, forcing them behind her back. Then, she took out the restraining leather she had just broken free from. Although it had developed many cracks from Su Ying's struggle, under Su Ying's precise control, it still retained much of its binding and restraining function. The exquisite little locks on it were all intact and now perfectly suited for the task. "Ah! Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!" Mei Chen naturally knew what Su Ying intended to do. She struggled desperately, trying to apologize, but the gag in her mouth stripped her of her ability to explain. She could only thrash wildly, watching helplessly as Su Ying slowly inserted her clasped hands into the restraining glove. In a short while, most of Mei Chen's arms were inside the restraining glove. Su Ying then took the excess leather straps on either side of the glove and attached them to Mei Chen's shoulders, pulling them tight. With a strong tug on the straps, the entire restraint instantly tightened, completely immobilizing Mei Chen's arms. "What's all the noise? Do you two need to be fucked?!" Zhou Jun grumbled, rubbing his sleepy eyes. He thought his two restless sex slaves were fighting. But the scene before him shocked him immensely. "You die!" The thought of how this bastard had cruelly toyed with her not long ago filled Su Ying with shame and rage. She raised one of her newly freed, black-stockinged feet and delivered a fierce kick to his lower body. "Ah!!!" Zhou Jun let out a pained scream and was sent flying backward, crashing into the wall and falling to the ground. Because Su Ying had controlled the force, he wasn't killed outright. However, intense pain shot up from his groin, and he writhed on the ground, clutching his manhood. The agony of being castrated was far worse than death. After dealing with the insignificant Zhou Jun, Su Ying looked down at Mei Chen, who was pinned beneath her, with a wicked glint in her eyes. "My good secretary, sweet Mei Chen, what? Do you like to play? Fine, I'll let you play to your heart's content today!" "Mmmph! No! Mmmph... Mmmph! No! No! Mmmph! Ah! Ah! Ah!" Mei Chen shook her head frantically, the only part of her that could move. But Su Ying, in her fury, paid no heed to her feelings. Su Ying forcefully withdrew the vibrator from her own pussy. It was worth noting that ordinary vibrators and other chastisement tools from Zhou Jun's collection were merely playful toys for Mei Chen. But this high-end item, brought from the headquarters of the God Binding organization, was the reason Su Ying had been so miserably tormented.

"Cough, cough... It's truly... despairing..." Xia Ling, who had been tormented for a long time, gasped weakly. She truly felt despair and helplessness at her current predicament. Not only had Gao Jie guarded against her teleportation and charm abilities, but the lustful mark branded on her private parts had repeatedly interfered whenever she tried to gather her strength. Each time, it would torment her to the brink of ecstasy before stopping. Furthermore, her God-Binding Game System had chosen this critical moment to go dormant. Xia Ling was truly at her wit's end. "Don't even think about escaping. Just stay here obediently and be my sex slave. Don't worry, it won't be long before your boss, Su Ying, also falls into my hands. No one will come to save you," Gao Jie said, his fingers tracing back and forth across Xia Ling's skin. She was too beautiful, so beautiful that Gao Jie couldn't bear to harm her. You see, when Gao Xue learned that Xia Ling had fallen into his hands, her first reaction was to demand Xia Ling be used as bait to lure Su Ying. However, Gao Jie refused. The previous humiliating experiences had twisted his feelings for Xia Ling into something extremely pathological. This wasn't simple lust, but a distorted and complex master-slave relationship... Yes, that's right. Our young master Gao had developed a psychological scar from Xia Ling, becoming even more obsessed. However, he absolutely could not let anyone know about his shameful thoughts at this moment. Absolutely not. Xia Ling, however, was clearly unaware of Gao Jie's inner turmoil. She writhed her delicate body in despair. The ropes, so tight they were maddening, mercilessly bound her supple form, making even breathing difficult, let alone breaking free. "Heh heh, so the beautiful and intelligent Miss Xia Ling also has moments of helplessness. It seems this lustful mark is quite powerful." Gao Jie's eyes focused on the strange pattern on Xia Ling's alluring private parts. After Gao Jie acquired Xia Ling at the auction, the organizers had also taught him how to control the lustful mark to discipline and torment the 'meat goods.' Although it was merely a simple control over the female slave's desires and physical sensitivity, Gao Jie felt as if he had found a treasure. After all, under these circumstances, the probability of the female slave escaping could be minimized. "Heh heh, even though it's just a replica lustful mark, I really want to see what Miss Xia Ling looks like when branded with a true one. I heard that the Goddess's lustful mark can turn any woman into a sex slave who knows only lust. Tsk tsk..." As Gao Jie spoke, his large hand unconsciously moved towards the area beneath the lustful mark, into that dark, lush, and alluring jungle. "Mmmph... no... Mmmph... I... Mmmph ahh... Please... let... let me down... I... I'm so uncomfortable..." Xia Ling bit her red lips, trying to suppress her moans, but the pleasure generated by her body, made a hundred times more sensitive by the lustful mark, couldn't be stopped. It continuously stimulated and teased her mind. Her trembling body caused her bound legs to shake uncontrollably, unable to stand. The tightening rope around her neck made her suffer immensely.

No matter, being discovered or escaping wouldn't make her situation any worse. Though it was highly likely a trap set by Gao Jie to toy with her, Xia Ling couldn't pass up this chance. Xia Ling tried to see if the door could be opened, but to her despair, it required a key to open from either side. The door's sturdiness was clearly beyond her ability to break down at the moment. Wait, a key?? Could it be! Xia Ling lowered her head in surprise, looking at her toes. Her silk-clad feet, securely confined within high heels, attempted to touch the strange metal object she'd noticed earlier. It felt like a key. Now Xia Ling was completely certain that Gao Jie was playing with her, giving her hope only to crush it repeatedly. To get the key, she'd have to take off her high heels. But her upper body was completely bound and her legs were tied together, leaving less than five centimeters of space between her feet. Already struggling to move, Xia Ling found it even more difficult to undo the buckle of the straps around her slender, silken ankles. "Mmmph! Hnnngh!!" Xia Ling was filled with shame and anger. This blatant humiliation made her incredibly uncomfortable. She struggled to crouch down, using the heel of her left high heel to repeatedly rub against the buckle on her right ankle. However, the chain between her feet made this action incredibly difficult. Several times, the heel poked her skin, causing a sharp pain. An ordinary woman in such a predicament would have collapsed into despair. But who was Xia Ling? Having been in the "Rope Dimension" for so long, she had weathered many storms. This time, she had learned a lesson. Relying on the "God-Binding Game System" as a cheat, Xia Ling's life had been too smooth. She had even intentionally put herself in vulnerable positions for the thrill, only to use her intelligence and the system's power to turn the tables. Having succeeded so many times, she had become somewhat complacent. Xi Lin had once warned her to be wary of other system owners. Possessing a system meant there were ways to counter it. She figured she had fallen into the hands of the mastermind behind Gu Yingyue this time. Fortunately, her combat power hadn't exceeded 1000, which would have triggered the system's advancement and drawn too much attention. This time, Xia Ling wanted to see if she could escape without relying on the system. If she couldn't, she'd be no different from a sex slave to other system owners in the future. If that was the case, she might as well give up struggling. "Mmmph... Mmmph..." Xia Ling made up her mind internally. But what she didn't know was that while she appeared to have bolstered her confidence, the dejected and lustful look in her eyes completely vanished, replaced by a determined beauty. Her resolute and exquisite face formed a stark contrast to her current disheveled and shameful state, with a gag in her mouth. Drool uncontrollably dripped from the small holes of the gag, making her look incredibly shameful and alluring. She bit down on the gag, enduring the pain of the high heel's heel digging into her right foot, and tried again and again. ...