The haughty student president is forced to humiliate herself when her schoolmates discover her carelessness in self-bo

As Yaje walked towards the meeting room, she was undoubtedly the center of attention. Though it was evening, her original height of 1.7 meters, amplified by 8-centimeter heels, made her appear even taller. The white silk stockings beneath her trench coat and the exposed white silk of her insteps were accentuated by the darkness of the night. Yaje's heart was filled with nervousness; she was about to engage in her next self-bondage session. This thought consumed her as she walked, her demeanor becoming even more aloof and cold, her head bowed as she hurried to reach the conference room as quickly as possible. In the elevator, Yaje encountered Yichun, another vice-director of the student union, who was also attending the meeting. Yichun noticed that Yaje seemed different today, appearing slightly tense, even flustered. When the elevator reached their floor and the doors opened, Yichun stepped aside, allowing Yaje to go first. Yaje had to take small steps in her heels, which only deepened Yichun's confusion. Watching Yaje's retreating back, Yichun wore a perplexed expression. The student union meeting proceeded smoothly, with reports quickly concluded, and everyone appeared relieved, ready to go about their own business. The only one tense throughout the meeting was Yaje, who was anxiously awaiting its end to release herself. As the vice-president delivered his summary, the meeting concluded, and everyone rose to leave. Seeing Yaje still seated, they assumed the president had something more to say and turned to look at her. Yaje quickly said, "Oh, I just have some materials to organize. You all can go ahead." The others, visibly relieved, filed out. Yichun, amidst the crowd, also left, having her own matters to attend to and having long forgotten Yaje's unusual state in the elevator. Once everyone had departed, Yaje suppressed her nervousness and stood up, intending to lock the door. The sound of her heels on the floor echoed crisply in the empty room. Feeling a touch of fear, Yaje slipped off her heels and placed them neatly by the table. Her small feet, clad in white silk, stepped directly onto the floor as she walked to the door and locked it. Taking a deep breath, Yaje returned to her seat and opened her shoulder bag, taking out the items she needed. Yaje decided to bind herself to the chair this time. Steel restraints and a timer lock were crucial. It was eight in the evening, and Yaje planned to set the timer for two hours. After two hours, the restraints binding her hands behind the chair would automatically release. Until then, the steel cuffs would keep Yaje's hands secured behind her. Of course, this was the final step. Before this, she had many things to do. To accentuate her assets, Yaje used a rope to bind her breasts, making them appear even more prominent. Her enormous breasts, encased in the white qipao, seemed on the verge of bursting free from the constricting rope. Limiting her movement was also essential. Yaje chose a spreader bar, securing her white-silk-clad ankles to each end. She then used a rope to connect it to the chair legs. After completing this series of actions, Yaje put on the high heels she had removed earlier, so her delicate feet wouldn't be directly on the floor. This entire process was incredibly stimulating for Yaje. Her lower body had already secreted some fluid, dampening her thong. Yaje took a deep breath. At this moment, her desire for self-bondage was extremely strong. Maintaining a cold, aloof exterior for so long had only intensified her urge. Yaje found a gag and placed it in her mouth, then, with a groan, retrieved a blindfold, plunging herself into darkness. Finally, relying on her previous habits and experience, Yaje, while blindfolded, completed the final restraint of her hands, binding them behind her back. The moment she pressed the lock, Yaje knew there was no turning back; she could only wait for the two hours to pass until the lock automatically opened, allowing her to free herself. However, in her haste, Yaje forgot to turn off the lights, which would later create a hidden danger. The aloof goddess who had commanded respect in the meeting was now lost in self-torment, bound to the chair with her entire body restrained. Her white-silk-clad legs struggled powerlessly, and saliva dripped from the gag, forming threads that fell onto her qipao and legs. It was a scene of intoxicating delirium.

Yajie heard the sound of the lock turning, and despair sank into her heart. But she was powerless to stop it. As the lock turned, Yichun unlocked the door and pushed it open. The sight before her shocked her, and for a moment, Yichun stood there stunned. Despite the blindfold and gag, Yichun immediately recognized her as Yajie, the student council president. Yichun walked up to Yajie, whose two pale, silken legs trembled uncontrollably. Unsure of who was approaching her, Yajie could only let out muffled whimpers. Yichun observed Yajie for a moment, then turned and locked the door from the inside, finally understanding the situation. She never expected the esteemed student council president to enjoy debasing herself like this. A surge of surprise, like winning the lottery, washed over Yichun. Now, Yajie, the haughty student council president, was completely in her grasp. Recalling their past encounters of harsh words, public humiliation, and how Yajie even captivated her own boyfriend, Yichun's eyes glinted with contempt. Yajie, still unaware of her captor's identity, could only feel the person's gaze fixed upon her, as if she were a toy being contemplated with keen interest. Yichun ripped off Yajie's blindfold. Yajie's eyes widened as she saw Yichun, her junior in the student council, standing before her. Blushing furiously, she lowered her head. Yichun then removed the gag. The accumulated saliva spilled out. Yajie, freed from the gag, coughed a couple of times before speaking to Yichun in a commanding tone, "Untie me immediately, and don't you dare say a word. If you tell anyone, I'll make sure you can't stay in school!" Yichun stared at Yajie as if she were an idiot. With a sharp *slap*, she struck Yajie across the face. "Get a grip, you bitch. You're tied up like a piece of meat in front of me, and you still think you're the student council president?" Yajie, unaccustomed to such treatment, glared at Yichun with fury. Yichun spotted her headphones on the floor, picked them up, and muttered to herself, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have seen such a beautiful sight." Then, Yichun rummaged through Yajie's bag and pulled out a leather whip. She flicked it through the air. Fear flashed in Yajie's eyes, but Yichun showed no mercy. *Crack!* The whip landed on Yajie's pale, rope-marked breasts, eliciting a pained scream. "Such a loud cry, whore. Don't attract attention." Yichun, however, didn't seem inclined to gag Yajie again. Instead, she brought over another chair, removed her own Dr. Martens, revealing a pair of worn white socks. Yichun took off her socks and then put on a pair of sheer thigh-high stockings from Yajie's bag, her feet once again encased in the Dr. Martens. She then folded the smelly socks she had removed into three neat squares and shoved the toe of one into Yajie's mouth. Yajie struggled to spit them out, but Yichun stuffed them in tightly. Yajie's mouth was small, and the two white socks filled it completely. Yichun then found a pair of pantyhose and used them to secure the socks, forcing Yajie to properly savor her own footwear. With Yichun's socks stuffed in her mouth, the stench filled Yajie's senses with every breath. Yajie, always meticulous about her hygiene, changed her socks daily and had never encountered such a sour odor, let alone had them forced into her mouth. A profound sense of humiliation washed over her. After completing the gag, Yichun continued to whip Yajie's body, from head to toe, paying particular attention to her wet, sensitive parts. The intense stimulation caused Yajie's nether regions to spurt fresh streams of liquid with each lash, flowing down the chair in rhythmic pulses. Yichun watched Yajie's continuous orgasms with satisfaction. Yichun then conceived of a better game. She gently removed Yajie's left high-heeled shoe. Yichun sniffed it curiously, detecting only the scent of leather and a faint fragrance from Yajie's foot. What a noble woman, she thought. Yichun placed the high-heeled shoe where the liquid was flowing and resumed whipping Yajie. With each strike, Yajie continued to leak, her toes curling in her white-stockinged foot, her silken leg a tantalizing sight. As the liquid flowed, the high-heeled shoe below quickly filled with the fluids from Yajie's body, emitting a faint, musky, and腥味. Yichun picked up the shoe and brought it to Yajie's nose. "Smell your holy water. Is it as noble as your appearance?" Yichun added verbal humiliation to her actions. Yichun removed the pantyhose binding Yajie's mouth and forced her to open it, revealing the socks stuffed inside. "Tsk, tsk, savor it." Yichun ignored Yajie's frantic head shaking and slowly tilted the high-heeled shoe in her hand. The liquid inside trickled down from the heel, flowing into the socks in Yajie's mouth. Yichun poured slowly, allowing the socks in Yajie's mouth to absorb the liquid before pouring more. Yajie could only tilt her head back, watching helplessly as the liquid she had just produced in the high-heeled shoe flowed into her own mouth. Soon, the white socks in her mouth were saturated with the腥sao holy water. Yichun re-secured the pantyhose around the sock-filled mouth. Yajie could only endure the wet, saturated socks in her mouth, their foul odor filling her senses. The combination of her saliva, the original sock stench, and the musky holy water was an olfactory assault. Tears of shame streamed from Yajie's eyes. Seeing Yajie cry, Yichun seemed to soften slightly. However, recalling Yajie's defiant attitude even while bound, Yichun feared retaliation if she let her go. So, she pulled out her phone and took a barrage of photos, capturing Yajie's lewd state. Yajie didn't want these images taken, but she couldn't make a sound, only muffled whimpers. After taking the photos, Yichun felt tired. As it was getting late, she sat down to rest. During this time, Yajie was trying to figure out how to save herself, but her thoughts were jumbled. Yichun walked behind Yajie and discovered the timer lock. With only twenty minutes left until it unlocked, how to dispose of Yajie for the night became a problem for Yichun. Should she keep her bound all night or release her? In the end, Yichun decided to let Yajie endure another night of bondage in the room, planning to deal with her further in the morning. Twenty minutes later, the steel cuffs binding Yajie's hands naturally opened. Yichun immediately restrained Yajie's hands and reset the timer lock for eight hours, intending to deal with Yajie again before six in the morning. Hearing her restraints locked again, Yajie knew Yichun had no intention of letting her go, and tears welled up again. Before leaving, Yichun didn't bother to change Yajie's bondage state. Instead, she tied the high-heeled shoe that had collected Yajie's fluids to Yajie's face with a rope, ensuring Yajie's nose and mouth would also be punished. After completing all this, Yichun said to Yajie, "Enjoy yourself." Yichun turned off the lights and locked the door, leaving Yajie alone in the room to "enjoy" the consequences of her self-inflicted predicament.

The morning of the next day arrived in the blink of an eye. Ya Jie arrived at the door precisely at nine. Yi Chun was already waiting, carrying a bag. Ya Jie guessed it was filled with ropes again. Yi Chun led Ya Jie towards the bus stop. Were they going somewhere by bus? It seemed not. Yi Chun's plan was to carry out her activities on the bus this time. She chose a weekday morning because there were the fewest people on the bus then, making it less likely to be discovered by many. Ya Jie followed Yi Chun to the bus stop, still unaware of Yi Chun's intentions. After a while, a bus heading to the suburbs arrived. Yi Chun pulled Ya Jie onto the bus and they went straight to the last row of seats, with Yi Chun letting Ya Jie sit by the window. As the bus started moving, only the two of them boarded at this stop. There were only three or four people on the bus before, very few people, not many. The two sitting in the last row were not conspicuous. Yi Chun reached out her hand to Ya Jie's stockinged leg. The ultra-thin sheer stockings encased her delicate thigh, feeling incredibly good. Even Yi Chun felt a slight sensation as she touched it. Ya Jie's stockinged leg was being touched, and she nervously tugged at her short skirt, wanting to pull it down further. As the bus traveled, the scenery outside the window changed significantly, transforming from urban landscapes to suburban roads. Seeing that they had entered the suburban area, Yi Chun opened her backpack and took out a steel handcuff, chaining Ya Jie's left hand to the relatively low armrest by the window. It wasn't obvious from a distance, but it would be quite noticeable up close. Ya Jie sat on the inside, unable to resist, and could only let her left hand be cuffed. The first step was complete. Yi Chun began the second operation. She bent down and crawled under the seat, using another handcuff to secure Ya Jie's left ankle to the support leg of the seat in front. She also removed Ya Jie's flat shoe from her left foot, revealing her cute stockinged foot. If someone were sitting in the seat in front, they would only need to lower their head slightly to look under the seat to find an unexpected surprise: a stocking-clad foot, cuffed and unable to move. Ya Jie was greatly alarmed after being cuffed. After all, this was on a bus. What if many people got on later? Wouldn't her secret be exposed? Yi Chun nonchalantly placed the key to the handcuffs inside Ya Jie's removed white flat shoe and gently kicked it towards the front of the seat in front. This made Ya Jie even more flustered. Wasn't this deliberately trying to get someone to see? But Yi Chun had no intention of stopping her actions. Next, Yi Chun took out a toy that frightened Ya Jie, a small pink vibrator. Amidst Ya Jie's protests of "No, no," Yi Chun inserted the vibrator into the space between Ya Jie's pantyhose and underwear, precisely positioned to stimulate her clitoris. When Yi Chun pressed the switch, Ya Jie's protests turned into soft moans, "Mmm, ahh," audible only to Ya Jie and Yi Chun. In the blink of an eye, the bus arrived at the next stop. It appeared to be a transfer station, with many people boarding. Yi Chun, however, stood up as if to get off. Ya Jie thought Yi Chun was just trying to scare her again, like last time at the playground. She didn't pay much attention, wanting Yi Chun to quickly turn off the vibrator. To her surprise, Yi Chun really got up and left her behind! Ya Jie was truly shocked. She looked at her phone screen, which displayed a message: "Figure out how to unlock your cuffed hands and feet yourself. I'll be waiting for you at the final stop." The short message was enough to make Ya Jie flustered. She looked down and saw the flat shoe containing the handcuff key in front of her. In her current cuffed situation, she couldn't reach it. The vibrator under her lower body was constantly stimulating her. Fortunately, the vibrator was placed outside her underwear this time, so the stimulation wasn't too intense. This stop had many people boarding, but thankfully, the last two rows were still empty. The third-to-last row was already occupied, which made Ya Jie even more anxious. She wanted to quickly find a way to get the key and unlock herself, to prevent anyone from seeing her in this state. The cuffed, stocking-clad foot angrily stomped on the floor a few times, only to result in a slightly painful sole of her stockinged foot. On the other side, Yi Chun had already hailed a taxi. She would arrive at the final stop before Ya Jie, where she would wait to see the outcome of Ya Jie's struggle to free herself. Before playing, Yi Chun had already considered it. Simply cuffing Ya Jie's hands and feet, even if discovered by other passengers, wouldn't be a big deal. What else could they do on a bus? If she didn't unlock the handcuffs by the time she reached the final stop, Yi Chun would be waiting. Thinking this, Yi Chun smiled again. She just wondered what method Ya Jie would use to unlock the two handcuffs. At this moment, Ya Jie was extremely anxious. Two more stops passed, and she was still helpless. She tried to reach the shoe with her other foot, but the distance was too great. Her right foot couldn't reach her left foot's shoe no matter how hard she tried. In this anxious and painful process, the vibrator continued to work. Ya Jie, distracted by her anxiety, accidentally let out a small spurt of liquid from her nether regions. Ya Jie quickly held back the larger wave and struggled against the vibrator. Fortunately, the amount of liquid released was small and was absorbed by her underwear and stockings, so it didn't get on the bus seat. After resisting this wave of stimulation, the sensitive Ya Jie began her efforts to obtain the key again. She stretched her right leg out, and it looked like she was about to reach the shoe, but it was just a little bit short. Being restricted in both her left hand and left foot made it impossible for Ya Jie to make any more suitable movements. Just as Ya Jie was feeling helpless, someone suddenly arrived in the row in front. Ya Jie was startled and looked up to see a very demure-looking student, also wearing a school uniform. She walked over and first noticed Ya Jie's shoe, then glanced under Ya Jie's seat to see the cuffed, stocking-clad foot. She seemed a bit surprised but quickly regained her composure. Ya Jie quickly asked for her help, begging her to hand her the shoe. The student, Miss, took the shoe, saw the key inside, and then walked over to Ya Jie's original seat and sat down. This way, the student had a clear view of Ya Jie's left hand and left foot situation. Ya Jie lowered her head in embarrassment, her face flushing. The student took out the key but didn't immediately unlock the handcuffs for Ya Jie. Instead, she began to caress Ya Jie's unrestrained right leg, marveling at its smoothness. Moving from her thigh to her calf, the student slowly removed Ya Jie's white flat shoe from her heel and began to caress her stockinged foot, exclaiming in admiration. Ya Jie became even more embarrassed being touched by a stranger. Fortunately, the student explained that she just found Ya Jie very beautiful and wanted to take a closer look. She stared at Ya Jie's jade-like feet for a while, then repeatedly caressed them with her hands, and playfully scraped the soles of Ya Jie's stockinged feet with her fingernails, causing Ya Jie to let out soft moans. At this moment, the vibrator's gentle vibration sounded perfectly, making the atmosphere somewhat awkward. Fortunately, the student just smiled knowingly at Ya Jie, who, with her secret exposed, wished she could escape immediately. But she couldn't. Ya Jie's stockinged feet were still in the student's hands, and the key was also in her possession. Ya Jie softly pleaded with the student to give her the key and unlock her. The student, who was caressing her stockinged feet, came

With a completely different emotion, Meng Jie felt a sense of anticipation, while Xiaobai, Yichun, and Yajie were filled with unease. The group arrived in a spacious courtyard, a hidden gem that even Meng Jie’s memory didn’t recall. The courtyard was populated by over twenty people, gathered in small groups, chatting. Each standing woman had one or two women kneeling on the ground at her feet – their submissives, or "little m's." However, no one else had three "female dogs" on a leash like Meng Jie. As she appeared from the back hall with Xiaobai, Yichun, and Yajie trailing behind, several heads turned in their direction. The three women on the ground, already overcome with shame, felt their discomfort intensify as their predicament was exposed to the noisy outdoors and the curious gazes of the crowd. They instinctively lowered their heads even further. Yet, many in the courtyard were dressed even more provocatively than they were, with some submissives clad only in thongs and halter-style bras, their pale skin exposed to the warm summer evening breeze. Meng Jie felt a moment of disorientation, not recognizing many of the people present. Just as she was contemplating her next move, a spotlight suddenly illuminated a makeshift stage. The founder of the BDSM club stood there, a woman Meng Jie knew well. As one of the earliest members, Meng Jie and her best friend had a close relationship with the club's founder, whom Meng Jie affectionately called Sister Hong. Today, Sister Hong was resplendent in a luxurious white velour qipao adorned with gold-leaf patterns. The dress hugged her figure perfectly, clinging to her chest and hips. Her lustrous stockings, gleaming under the lights, and a pair of ten-centimeter red stilettos exuded an undeniable queenly aura. All eyes in the courtyard were fixed on Sister Hong. She cleared her throat and began her speech, expressing gratitude for everyone's attendance and summarizing the club's recent progress. Then, Sister Hong officially announced the commencement of this year's "Female Dog Games." The crowd erupted in enthusiastic applause, drowning out the moans of the submissive women on the ground. It was then that Meng Jie had the chance to observe the kneeling women more closely. Most, like Yajie and her companions, had their arms and legs bound, supporting themselves on their elbows and knees. Others knelt upright, holding their owner's discarded high heels and licking them. Some lay prone, occasionally barking like dogs, anticipating their owner's command to have their feet stuffed into their mouths. A few submissives had thick rods strapped between their legs, while others had small tape restraints affixed to their breasts, their constant work eliciting groans and drips of saliva onto the courtyard floor. Sister Hong's voice interrupted Meng Jie's observations, drawing her attention back to the stage. Sister Hong announced the first event of the games: the dog crawl race. Meng Jie remained frozen, unsure of what to do. Her two old friends quickly tugged her towards the starting line. Xiaobai, Yichun, and Yajie, along with the other two women's submissives, were also pulled along. They stumbled into each other, nearly falling, but the tugging on their collars didn't lessen. Despite the dizziness from their collision, they were forced to maintain their balance on their elbows and knees. Yajie felt her feet, encased in high heels, sweating profusely, and Yichun and Xiaobai experienced the same discomfort, their silk stockings becoming damp from the heat. Finally, they reached the starting line. Meng Jie, who had walked quickly, was already panting, let alone the crawling submissives, whose heavy breathing was now audible. The gags had been reinserted, and within them, the three women held stockings worn by an unknown "S" from the club. The foul odor of stale sweat and saliva filled their mouths, and saliva seeped from the corners of their lips and the small holes of the gags, making them appear like insatiable female dogs. Sister Hong approached the starting line and, upon seeing Meng Jie, showed a flicker of surprise. Her unexpected appearance after so long left Sister Hong momentarily disbelieving, though she noted that the submissives Meng Jie led were not her original best friend. Sister Hong began explaining the rules to all the participants gathered at the starting line, and Meng Jie listened intently.

Luo Ran looked at the secretary standing on the side with her head bowed tremblingly, not daring to breathe, and couldn't help but secretly laugh in her heart, as if she had just done what little secret was discovered. Luo Ran organized the clothes on her body, soothing and smoothing out the folds on the clothes brought about by her self-binding bouncing just now. In the mirror, Luo Ran surveyed her own appearance, compared to just now to just hair and makeup slightly messy, after all, just now by the toy torture is not light, struggle jumping in the process of Luo Ran bunched up hair naturally spread down, the original imperial sister makeup was also wet with sweat. Luo Ran is also the first time in front of their subordinates so wretched, but at this time she is still more thankful, came in her young intern secretary rather than others, and so the secretary also immediately obediently open the lock of the bondage cuffs to themselves. Luo Ran's black silk feet toward the secretary walked over, the secretary heard the sound of high-heeled shoes slightly raised his head, but after feeling Luo Ran's compelling gaze and immediately lowered. Luo Ran walked to the secretary, leisurely said, just now you have seen what. The secretary was also very counted, and answered in a loud voice that he didn't see anything. Luo Ran of course thought of the secretary will answer this way, pursued said, but I saw my secretary in the office to play self-bondage game oh. Secretary heard this obviously froze, clearly is Luo Ran just in the office to tie up their own, how it became her play self-bondage game. At this moment, the secretary has been in front of Luo Ran's closely pursuing the question to take hold of, at a loss for words, standing in place, waiting for Luo Ran's next instruction. Luo Ran just unlocked from their own hands binding handcuffs handed to the secretary, the secretary realized that he fell into Luo Ran's trap instead, but she quickly to Luo Ran are obedient, never dare to have the slightest disobedience. As a result, the secretary had no choice but to handcuff her hands, but she had not been exposed to this kind of props before, so she looked very clumsy. Luo Ran is a thunderous person, looking at the secretary slow and unwilling to use the binding cuffs, she went out and bound the secretary's hands behind her back. Luo Ran turned her head to look at the huge dressing mirror, feeling a little shy for the skeletonized cheongsam she was wearing, it was really a very shameful thing for such an exposed erotic uniform to be seen by others. And Luo Ran next to the secretary dressed in a normal a lot, is a normal white shirt, the bottom of the shirt tied in the secretary dress in the hip skirt, hip skirt very well set off the secretary's buttocks, the length of the middle of the thighs, the secretary's legs wearing not easy to find ultra-thin meat silk, she and Luo Ran are very much like this kind of ultra-thin meat silk, the secretary is more every day to wear this kind of stockings, her meat silk feet in a pair of 5 centimeters black High-heeled single shoes, because the secretary just came to the company not long ago, on the high heels can not completely master, not like Luo Ran like casually wearing 8 centimeters or 10 centimeters high heels to work for a day, so she usually wear at most 5 centimeters of high heels. Looking in the mirror, Luo Ran and the secretary had very similar figures, which was one of the major reasons why Luo Ran had chosen her as the secretary in the first place. It was only that the secretary usually had an introverted personality and a conservative dressing style, and it wasn't too easy to show off her advantages completely. Luo Ran looked at the secretary reflected in the mirror, and at that moment, she shyly lowered her head because Luo Ran kept staring at her. Luo Ran next put her jade hand on the secretary wrapped in the shirt inside the big white rabbit, round big white rabbit in being touched when the secretary let the whole body shock, seems to be unable to believe that their own boss slender hand at this time is appearing in the let their own shy parts. The mouth also couldn't help but let out a tantalizingly delicate moan. This moan instead somewhat stimulated Luo Ran, Luo Ran's hand on the secretary's big white rabbit began to rub up. Secretary where experienced this kind of scene, but can not resist to be kneaded white rabbit brought sensitive stimulation, can only continue to whisper out of the delicate call, at the same time the body backward, want to get out of the control of Luo Ran. However, the secretary's hands had already been bound and cuffed behind her back, Luo Ran's own strength was much greater than the secretary's, so the secretary wanted to escape at this time was simply too difficult. Luo Ran looked at the secretary's useless struggles and continued his movements. Thinking of the tj's she had been subjected to by the queens at the bondage club earlier, now she couldn't wait to inflict all that play on the bound secretary in front of her. Chloe forced the secretary down so that she was on her knees facing the large floor to ceiling mirror. The struggles of the secretary's body did not stop, still resisting the motions that Chloe was inflicting on her. Luo Ran continued to knead the secretary's big white rabbit with one hand, the other hand directly lifted up the secretary's short skirt, this lifting was so strong that it directly made the secretary's skirt come to her waist, revealing the crotch of the ultra-thin pantyhose meat silk, the first line of the crotch was almost unmarked without any covering effect, and the secretary wore a black thong tightly in the pantyhose. Outside the pure incomparable secretary actually inside wearing such a sexy thong, this point even Luo Ran are completely unexpected. Seeing that her inner thong was clearly visible in the mirror, the secretary lowered her head in shame. Luo Ran teased the secretary, usually see you so pure, the original bone is also a small sao goods. The secretary was full of red face, shyly said nothing, she didn't know how to defend, the secretary's heart and her appearance is really a big contrast, but she has always been well hidden, even if it is to release herself is also in the dead of night in the home secretly do, but it is such a misadventure, her black thong is displayed in front of Luo Ran. After lifting up the secretary's hip-hugging short skirt, Luo Ran's jade hand was again placed on the secretary's crotch, however, the secretary's crotch at this time has been wet, Luo Ran a touch immediately felt the liquid on her hand, her own heart is also very surprised. Did not think that her secretary actually so sensitive, from just now to now also only saw himself in sexy uniform self-bondage, after being kneaded for a while big white rabbit only, actually already enough to make their crotch so wet. And on the other side felt his crotch suffered an attack on the secretary more panic, increased their struggle, trying hard to get rid of Luo Ran's hands. Luo Ran put his wet fingers to the secretary's eyes, to show the secretary, the secretary is ashamed of no place. Turning her head away unwilling to look again, Luo Ran nonchalantly shoved her finger directly into the secretary's mouth. The secretary didn't expect Chloe Ran to actually let herself taste the juice from her crotch, so she opened her small mouth and didn't have any defense. Chloe Ran's finger stirred in the secretary's mouth so that the secretary could fully taste herself. At this point, the secretary's mind was so muddled that she probably wondered to herself about her situation. Just now, he clearly just wanted to report to the president before leaving work, how did it turn into this. At this moment, the secretary was kneeling on the ground, her hands were handcuffed behind her back so that she could not move, and could only allow Luo Ran's hands to caress her body. Luo Ran directly removed the secretary's wrap-around skirt from her legs after a burst of caressing, so that her lower body completely lost the protection of the skirt. Chloe Ran also very thoughtfully unbuttoned the secretary's shirt on the upper half of her body, removing her shirt down to her handcuffed hands behind her back. Because the secretary's hands were still handcuffed, the shirt could not be taken off completely, but the effect was already there by now, the white silk underwear wrapped around the towering white rabbit was now completely exposed in front of the mirror. The secretary who stood up again could now see her own large area of white skin in the mirror, and the underwear and thong with erotic meaning were set off very conspicuously. Chloe purposely lifted the secretary's chin and forced her to look at her body.

Chloe Ran instructed the secretary to untie Sister Hong from the bondage frame, and used the remote control to turn off the rod that was still vibrating continuously against the outside of Sister Hong's thong, and the secretary, although she had not rested sufficiently, and had just been lifted from the state of hanging bondage, she was now completely at the mercy of Chloe Ran, and didn't dare to have the slightest bit of disobedience, and therefore, despite the fact that her own body was now aching all over the place, with her wrists and ankles being in more pain, she still trudged in the direction of the bondage frame, and untied Sister Hong from the restraint rack and untied her from it. Chloe Ran pointed in the direction of the bathroom again, and the secretary naturally understood, and and Sister Hong helped each other towards the bathroom. Along the way, Sister Hong's crotch was still dripping liquid onto the floor, and it looked like the excitement from just now hadn't completely ended. This lousy appearance would actually happen inside the president's office, if someone outside came in, they would definitely be shocked. As Sister Hong and the secretary walked into the bathroom, Luo Ran's eyes gathered again on this good girlfriend in front of her, and this look made Jia Yi furious. Luo Ran knows that in order to let Jia Yi to her submissive, must first break her self-esteem, Luo Ran in the inner mind thinking should be first to Jia Yi to come to which a game. Suddenly Luo Ran remembered that just now Jia Yi was staring at the crotch rope of the secretary, showing fear, and thought that this aspect of Jia Yi was her weakness. Luo Ran made up her mind, immediately tied a stranded rope for Jia Yi, and connected it with her upper body bondage, and made a rope sleeve at her waist, which can be used to put hooks, this is also a game that Sister Hong and the others often like to play in the bondage club. After tying the strand rope to the little bitch and connecting it to the rope around her waist, the hook was used to hook the rope sleeve, by pulling on the hook you could pull the strand rope along with the strand rope, making the strand rope tighter and tighter. Luo Ran skillfully tied the strand rope for Jia Yi, a hand dragged her to the position of the secretary hanging bondage just now, connecting the hooks and various props, Jia Yi is still a face of amazement, to Luo Ran is doing something seems a little unable to understand, wait until the other end of the chain connecting the hooks is held by Sister Hong, Jia Yi seems to understand what, the eyes of the eyes from puzzled to panic. Sister Hong took off the high-heeled sandal on Jia Yi's other black silk foot as well, allowing Jia Yi to step on the floor wearing only black silk. Then in Jiayi's scared expression, Sister Hong slowly tugged the chain in her own hand, and with the clattering sound of the chain, the hook that was hooked onto Jiayi's stranded rope began to slowly rise, and Jiayi's black silk stocking foot had to slowly stand on tiptoe with the rise of the hook. Luo Ran purposely slowed down the speed, wanting to use this to humiliate Jia Yi, so that the slow rise so that Jia Yi can slowly feel the humiliation of being forced to tiptoe on the femoral rope stimulation. Hook tugging the rope up, forcing Jia Yi in order to reduce the crotch rope stimulation, had to tiptoe to raise their height, although Jia Yi can raise the height to reduce the stimulation, but after all, her stocking feet even if tiptoe tiptoe to the highest, hook hook chain can still continue to tug, at that time Jia Yi can only feel the rope little by little to stimulate their own body more. Chloe Ran is obviously the same meaning, although the speed of tugging the chain is slow, but she continued to pull, so that Jia Yi's stocking feet are also more and more tiptoe higher and higher, Jia Yi is also a pampered royal lady, stocking feet where have been subjected to this kind of torment, tiptoe to the half of the accidentally did not stand, completely stepped on the ground, which also let her mouth is difficult to restrain issued a wail, the strand rope gave her put down the tiptoe of a great punishment, let her all unconsciously scream in misery directly in front of Chloe. After this, Jia Yi would rather let her stocking feet stand higher and higher on tiptoe, but she didn't dare to put it down a little bit, and Luo Ran didn't have the intention of stopping, looking at the bottom of Jia Yi's feet and the floor contacting less and less, to the back of the room, Jia Yi directly can only use the toes partially to stand up, and this also comes to the limit of the tiptoe. Only with toes pointing to the ground Jia Yi can not stand stable, in a range of small steps following the inertia of back and forth movement, and so every time you move will let her crotch rope stimulate her one more point. This proved to be a great stimulation for Ka-yi, both physically and mentally. Tiptoeing to the limit made Jia Yi's stocking feet and stocking calves feel the torment, and what made her even more devastated was that even when tiptoeing to such a limit, the rope was still able to play its role, Luo Ran purposely pulled on the chain a few more times, so that the hooks pulling the rope also rose a little bit, and just enough to control the degree of stimulation that Jia Yi was able to receive. And just the physical discomfort is also just, the most difficult for JiaYi or their own so forced tiptoe humiliation, in front of their girlfriends, in their own every day to come to the office, was forced to tiptoe, and tiptoe is still in order to alleviate the crotch of the stimulation, which makes JiaYi can not accept, always proud of her in this case even more helpless, the contrast of the contrast almost let her leave tears.