Kidnapping and Sexual Transfiguration

After toying with the girl in my arms for a while, I carefully laid Tingting down. After all, this was her home. Although her family was already under my spell, if anyone with ill intentions were to see this, my entire plan would be ruined. From my bag, I took out the rope, gag, and other items I had prepared beforehand. Additionally, I had brought a pair of handcuffs, which I had bought online out of boredom. This time, I decided to bring them along. I had a peculiar fondness for rope play and bondage, and facing a cute and beautiful girl like Tingting made me even more unable to resist. I took out the rope and gently rubbed it against Tingting's fair, jade-like wrists, feeling the roughness of the rope against her smooth, tender skin. The rope slid up her arm, past her ribs. As I slowly wound the rope, I caressed the smooth skin of her arm, which felt like silk, incredibly smooth. The rope slowly passed through Tingting's armpit. I gently lifted her other arm, bringing her two jade-like arms together. Holding one end of the rope, I slowly wrapped it around Tingting's fair back, then passed it through her armpit on the other

"I'm sorry, I got you, I got you..." "This way, you'll be by my side..." He laughed a strange, unsettling laugh, and after a long moment, used the lightest yet strongest ropes to secure the girl to the cold bed once more. He bent Tingting's limbs backward, cuffing her hands and feet together, binding her beloved feet side-by-side. He replaced Tingting's carefully chosen blindfold, ensuring that when she awoke, her vision would still be a murky darkness. Then, he taped her mouth shut, her lips, still moist with his saliva, firmly sealed. Having completed all this, and gazing at the absurdity of it all, the man covered his eyes, lost in thought for a while, before embracing the girl and drifting to sleep. The storm had passed, and it was as if nothing had happened. Outside the window, children's laughter echoed as they walked to school. But Tingting, upon opening her eyes, felt differently. She only found the sunlight too bright. So bright it allowed her to see the face of the person beside her, so bright it made her disbelieve the change in her surroundings, so bright it made her feel that the dream world had been gentler to her. "Where is this? Why am I back? Why..." The man had barely slept. When he saw Tingting wake up, a smile was on his face, but it vanished the moment he saw her terrified and flustered expression. He found it hardest to deal with Tingting's sadness. "I'm sorry!..." These were the only three words he could utter. The man regretted everything he had done, yet he could not lose her. Every second he was without Tingting was an agonizing torment in hell. The demon did not wish to return to his own world; he wanted to live in the human realm with his angel. Thus, he could only break the angel's wings that yearned for the sky, forcing them to be together forever through this painful method. But this was unfair to Tingting.