The outrageous adventures of twin siblings who are tied up and conditioned all over the place

Aria found herself stripped bare, sitting on the ground, her limbs bound by separate shackles. She was now clad in a pair of black stockings that reached all the way to her shoulders, forcing her arms into a tight, unyielding clench. Her knight academy uniform had been replaced by a black, one-piece leather suit, reminiscent of a "sukumizu." The chest of the suit seemed to strain against her small frame, tilting forward precariously, an unexpected discomfort. What truly embarrassed Aria, however, were the black thigh-high stockings she wore. They extended to the very top of her thighs, a length she'd always disliked, now making her blush with shyness, accompanied by other sensations that caused the young girl to unconsciously rub her legs together

"You... you didn't say anything, did you..." "Of course not... after all, the dogs of that thing wouldn't..." Bizarre contraptions held two women with full figures, voluptuous bodies, in extremely strange positions, entangled together. It was a peculiar device that resembled a modern bicycle, but without handlebars or a seat. Where the seat would be, there was a triangular wooden frame. From the center of the frame, two hollow wooden rods, one thick and one thin, protruded vertically. Both rods were covered in raised bumps. The bottom of the rods were connected to the sprockets of the pedals, so that with each push of the pedals, the two rods would alternate their up-and-down motion, one thrusting out as the other retracted. The parts of the pedals that touched the ground were connected to two iron plates, each holding an oil lamp. Samira was tightly secured to this contraption! At the rear of the "bicycle" was an L-shaped wooden shackle. The angle of the L was about 45 degrees. The bottom plank of the L-shackle had two rows of partially embedded iron rings, which firmly secured Lily's knees and ankles. The upper part of the L-shackle had three holes, one large and two small, which fixed Lily's head, neck, and hands, forcing her to kneel and arch over the entire L-shackle. Between Lily's legs, a wooden wheel with an axle was positioned, just touching her intimate area. The trainer then attached a string of beads to the groove of the wooden wheel between Lily's legs, connecting it to the sprocket of Samira's "bicycle," creating a linked mechanism... Watching the two women completely immobilized on the bicycle, Seventh and Eighth's eyes gleamed with a dim light as they stoically lit the candles beneath their feet. Before this, a strange potion had caused significant changes in their bodies, especially their sensitive areas. The muscles of their passages contracted rhythmically, and with each contraction and relaxation, a flow of nectar emerged, completely uncontrollable. Their passages had also enlarged considerably, their areolas protruding high, and their color had changed from a pale pink to a deep brown. Samira's already engorged passage was pressed against the triangular wooden frame by her own body. Each slight movement brought a dual sensation of pain and pleasure from that area. Lily, however, did not have such "luck." The beads lodged in the groove of the wooden wheel were always just a little short of fully pressing against her passage. No matter how much she tried to shift her hips, she couldn't quite make full contact with the beads for relief. Instead, the slightest touch only heightened her desire, making it agonizingly unbearable... The flames beneath their feet had already heated the pedals intensely. To alleviate the burning pain, they could only instinctively lift their thighs. While one foot managed to avoid the direct scorching of the oil lamp, the other was completely engulfed in the flames. Within seconds, the pain became unbearable, forcing them to lift their legs again and place the other foot onto the fire. Simultaneously, the mechanism on the bicycle was activated. The two wooden rods beneath the triangular frame relentlessly moved up and down with the pedaling, thrusting in and out of their passages and anuses. Each thrust expelled a large amount of nectar, accompanied by a constant squelching sound. After about the time it takes to eat a meal, their bodies had entered a state of complete arousal. The pedaling speed increased; their upper bodies straightened, twisting their tightly bound forms, striving to meet the thrusts and withdrawals of the wooden rods.

Despite being shackled, it was hard to believe she possessed such agile footwork. No matter how Vili spat her venomous attacks, she couldn't harm Astaroth in the slightest. "So, you're still as... useless as before." Astaroth's gaze, as if looking at trash, pierced deeply into Vili's vision. *Shut up... shut up shut up shut up!!* Just then, Astaroth attacked again. This time, from the magic circle, flew blades formed from high-speed rotating air. *Shuua.* The blades crackled and attacked Vili. Vili, startled, quickly waved her hand... *creak*, tens of thousands of spiders immediately became shields, being sliced to death on the spot, but they protected her, leaving her unharmed. "Shut up... you bitch, shut up!!" Vili roared, clearly driven to madness. "Alright, I'll shut up—but I won't stop fighting, okay?" Swarms of spiders surged forward, but Astaroth showed no fear. Instead, she chuckled, and then— A fierce storm instantly erupted, slicing down all the spiders that intended to ambush. Then, Astaroth suddenly put her hands behind her back. Just as others couldn't comprehend, suddenly—with a crisp *crack*, the two shackles, which were thought to be mere decorations, extended a slender iron chain, merging with them. They no longer looked like bizarre decorations, but rather... more like real shackles!! "You actually..." "Yeah, didn't expect that, did you? Old Tenth predicted this day long ago and specifically hid it for me." Eric... it's Eric again. Why are you everywhere, you bastard!! Her hands bound did not affect Astaroth's movements. She charged forward with strides in her black stockings. For some reason, her boots had transformed into a pair of sexy, alluring high heels. Soon, she had charged a considerable distance, then leaped from a height, her high-heeled leg snapping a spider. Unstoppable, utterly unstoppable. Astaroth was like a war god. No matter what kind of spiders she conjured, they couldn't block her irresistible offensive. So this was the power of the Binding Soldier's Gear... seemingly binding her own limbs, but in reality... possessing unimaginable power... the legendary, great power of the God of Binding, Byala... With the Binding Soldier's Gear... could she win? Could she win against this person who had always suppressed her, who was always so high above her, unreachable... No, don't... this was the result she had finally obtained, how could she... "Hesitation is a grave mistake, I should have told you before. And also—it was mine to begin with, how could I possibly give it up??" Before Vili could react, suddenly, beneath her feet, a magical circle appeared out of thin air! Then, one by one, black ropes crawled up her beautiful legs along her silky stockings and began to tighten around her two beautiful legs. Vili tried to cut the ropes on her legs with magic or spiders, but her wrists were quickly fixed to the magic circle by two loops of rope. Even with all her strength, she couldn't move her hands anymore. "So... so tight... what is this..." "Oh, this? Sorry, I never showed you before." Then, the black ropes began their second phase of restraint. Vili's legs were forced together, and coils of rope covered her calves, gradually climbing up her beautiful legs that were like the dark night sky. "This, this is the sorcery the church prepared back then to seal the evil gods." This was an emergency measure that could extract magic power through a boy's nectar to drive something. In this situation, there was no time for preliminaries, so they simply proceeded after making Est's part hard by hand. Vili's arms were bound behind her. Coils of rope bound her arms in a straight-arm bind, making her two arms as thin as two bamboo shoots. And, of course, her chest was not spared by the ropes. The firm black ropes secured her upper body and arms together. Her full, massive breasts bulged out from between the two ropes, making it feel like they would explode at any moment, spilling out fragrant, sweet milk. From beginning to end, Astaroth sat nearby, watching what Vili was currently experiencing. The Binding Soldier's Gear originated from a part of the God of Binding worshipped by the Church of Binding Demons. Each Binding Soldier's Gear grants the user immense bonuses, which are varied and diverse, almost of every kind. However, the price... is also permanent. And it is said... the conditions for equipping it are extremely harsh. 【Do you have the courage to walk with a demon?】 Once equipped with the Binding Soldier's Gear, one's life thereafter... will be under its "protection," forever... unable to escape, forever... becoming its loyal slave. Without immense courage and awakening, one might have already lost their qualification upon first equipping it... And Vili's fate continued. After two loops of rope bound her abdomen and waist, they formed a diamond shape below. The ropes on the left and right sides wrapped around her perky buttocks, tightened, and tied back into the diamond loop, spreading them apart on the left and right. A rope extended from below, wrapped around her noble lady's skirt, and connected to the ropes binding her from behind. This way, any struggle from Vili would trigger the rope below her crotch, bringing intense stimulation. Vili's legs below were also bound by ropes. One by one, the black ropes, through Vili's black stockings, dug deeply into her skin, binding her beautiful legs into a deformed shape. Wherever the black ropes bound, her skin was indented, showing how tightly the ropes were bound. Vili's legs were bound like white and jade lotus roots. "Damn traitor! If you have the guts, fight me one-on-one!!" "Oh my, aren't we already fighting one-on-one~" Astaroth playfully covered her mouth and chuckled, "Besides, our church was originally pirates, why must we adhere to useless chivalry~" Vili could no longer maintain her balance and fell to the ground. Then, with a wave of Astaroth's small hand, the ropes suddenly changed. Various tools appeared, a dazzling array. This was far more advanced than the current method of summoning rope spirits by the Church of Binding Demons. Her mouth was stuffed with a special cotton. This cotton was specifically designed to plug mouths; once inserted, it would absorb a large amount of moisture and swell to fill the entire mouth. At the same time, a rope was tied outside to prevent her from spitting it out.

Subsequently, their legs were similarly bound together by the stockings they wore. Normally thin and easily torn, the stockings were now incredibly resilient. No matter how they struggled or resisted, trying to spread their legs apart to fight against the stockings, they were powerless. They could only watch helplessly as their legs were forced together, the stockings eventually merging into one giant, single tube. This tube ensnared their legs, extending all the way to their thighs, rendering them utterly unable to break free. At the same time, their shoes were also fused into a single piece, becoming a peculiar restraint that clamped their entire feet, leaving even their toes immobile! Thus, the students, bound by their own clothing, began to struggle in panic and fear, their freedom lost, their bodies unable to move. They writhed and twisted their shapely forms on the ground like fish out of water, a sight both alluring and chillingly horrifying. Therefore, Ester absolutely had to be careful from now on, lest he too… become one of the victims bound and restrained by these bizarre contraptions. And the one likely responsible for this chaos was none other than the current院长 of the Knight Academy! He had to think, he really had to think. Where was the院长 now? What method could Ester employ to deal with the院长… Right, perhaps he could use reverse deduction. Ester began to reason. At this moment, if he were the院长, having committed such a monumental act… he would undoubtedly be eager to find a high vantage point, for the sake of ceremony. Though he couldn't explain how he knew this. But just then, a beam of light shot up into the sky from the academy's tallest structure – the Grand Clock Tower! A purple beam, imbued with an eerie, mysterious radiance, its spreading energy like scorching flames, igniting a wildfire. "There it is!!" Seeing this, Ester immediately broke into a run, heading towards the tower. Along the way, he saw many students, their entire bodies bound by various restraints, unable to move. Some were completely encased in thick, pure white straitjackets, normally used in medical settings to restrain patients who had lost their minds. Others were wrapped in layer upon layer of bandages. Ester recalled that place being the infirmary. He had personally witnessed the curvaceous female doctor with her ample, black-stockinged thighs being wrapped from head to toe by seven or eight bandages, her arms pinned to her sides. She was bound into a solid mummy, so tightly that not even her toes were spared. Finally, losing her balance, she fell to the ground, groaning softly. This was terrifying, truly terrifying! The cause of all this was this strange black mist, and— The院长, somewhere within the tower, doing… whatever he was doing.

Her arms were bound to her sides by ropes, her wrists pulled behind her back and crossed, tied without a single knot. If Elia were conscious, she'd likely be crying in panic. Her lower half was a sight to behold. The black stockings Elia wore seemed to be under some mysterious control, transforming into incredibly sexy lace garter stockings. The long stockings stretched all the way to the top of her thighs. At the thigh, the stocking's edge, which dug into her soft flesh, was adorned with exquisite lace patterns, seemingly representing pure lilies. The garter belt, also featuring delicate patterns, was cinched around Elia's waist. From between her legs, two thin straps extended downwards, fastening to the top of the stockings. "They can't be pantyhose~ Otherwise, it won't be much fun later~" But don't forget to tie up these cute, straight legs as well. Soon, Elia's legs were enveloped in black mist and bound together. They started from Elia's ankles, binding them tightly together, then continued upwards, binding her calves, the area above and below her knees, her mid-thighs, the tops of her thighs, and even her feet, clad in small leather shoes, were not spared. Both her feet were bound, turning them into a complete wooden stick! Then, the ropes folded her in half, her legs, encased in stockings, pressed tightly against her buttocks. The ropes wrapped around the tops of her thighs and were cinched down hard. Simultaneously, the ropes secured and linked Elia's wrists and ankles, rendering any attempt at self-rescue impossible at this moment. If Elia were awake, she would find herself utterly unable to move even slightly, only able to be held like this, emitting pathetic moans. "Right, it's still early. How about I let you enjoy yourself properly before then~ It's a shame the other one is a boy though~" Looking at Elia in his arms, Bayala gently raised his arm. *Click.* The next moment, something seemed to change beneath Elia. Suddenly, at the base of Elia's thighs, something appeared. It was a rod with an oval head, now fixed by the slightly altered structure of her upper thighs, pressing against Elia's garden! "Mmm... Huhu..." Elia's brow furrowed, and a faint "buzzing" sound emanated from beneath her. Her toes, trapped within the stockings and shoes, writhed and struggled in pain. Her toes tensed and curled inside the stockings, wanting to move, but the tight shoes wouldn't even allow her toes to budge. Lying in his arms, Elia writhed helplessly, sometimes arching her back slightly, sometimes stiffening her body, as if enduring immense pain. "Mmmph!!" A sound of unwilling protest erupted from nearby. It was Est, also bound and unable to move, shouting through the gag in her mouth. "Oh my, you're so impatient~" Bayala continued to watch the struggling Est with a teasing gaze. "Since you're in such a hurry, why don't we immediately~"