The Life of a Mad Scientist's Slave Wife

"Honey, what is this?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked, pointing at the box Cheng Yuan had brought back. "Heh heh... This is a stainless steel restraint device I developed and made a few years ago. It can perfectly restrain a person in a fixed posture," Cheng Yuan explained as he unpacked the cardboard box. "And it was made to your measurements, heh heh... I brought it back for you to try!" "Really?" Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up at the mention of it. "Quick, quick, let me try! I've been holding back all day!" Cheng Yuan took the device he had made out of the box and placed it on the floor. The entire device was made of stainless steel, emitting a faint, cold gleam. It was a single, integrated piece, shaped like a person kneeling and prostrating, looking more like a suit of armor. "Oh, it's so exquisite! Is this to put me inside?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the device in front of her, turning around curiously, her gaze completely captivated. She had already begun to imagine what it would feel like to be inside. "Heh heh..." Cheng Yuan smiled. "How does it feel?" Ling Xiaoxiao impatiently went to the bedroom and brought back a full-coverage latex hood, handing it to Cheng Yuan. "What are you waiting for?" she said, while simultaneously tying up her long, dark, lustrous hair. "Heh heh..." Cheng Yuan took the latex hood, stretched it open, and began to pull it over Ling Xiaoxiao's head. Soon, her entire head was tightly encased, with not a single inch of skin exposed to the air, only two small holes near her nostrils allowing for minimal ventilation. The thin layer of latex clung tightly to Ling Xiaoxiao's head, clearly outlining the contours of her entire face. It was like an embossed work of art, possessing a strange beauty that made Cheng Yuan unable to resist stroking it with his large hand. Her eyelids, the tip of her nose, her cherry-like lips – Cheng Yuan's fingertips traced them one by one, causing Ling Xiaoxiao's entire body to tremble. The smooth, unique feel of the latex, transmitted through Cheng Yuan's fingertips, struck her to the core, making Cheng Yuan's thoughts wander. Cheng Yuan picked up a remote control and pressed a button. With a faint "click," the stainless steel humanoid device on the floor vibrated slightly. Cheng Yuan then began to disassemble it. Lower leg, thigh, buttocks, waist, back, head... Soon, the humanoid device was taken apart piece by piece by Cheng Yuan. It turned out that the armor-like humanoid device, which was in a kneeling and prostrating posture, was divided into two halves. The lower half was a single piece, while the upper half was disassembled by Cheng Yuan into individual stainless steel components. Each component was connected by hidden clasps and controlled by the remote. It was truly ingenious. Cheng Yuan helped Ling Xiaoxiao kneel onto the stainless steel device, adjusting her from head to toe, fitting her perfectly into the contoured grooves. Since it was custom-made to Ling Xiaoxiao's body, every part was just the right size, snugly fitting her form. The stainless steel pressed tightly against Ling Xiaoxiao's body, conforming to her every inch of skin. "Mmm..." Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't help but let out a soft moan, which came out muffled and faint from within the stainless steel mask. It turned out her entire face was also covered by the stainless steel, leaving only two small round holes for her to breathe through. Cheng Yuan looked at his beautiful wife kneeling before him, his heart filled with excitement. He picked up the stainless steel components one by one and began to cover Ling Xiaoxiao's back. First, the back of her head. Cheng Yuan aligned the component with the clasp and pressed down firmly. With a soft "click," Ling Xiaoxiao's entire head transformed into a hard, stainless steel beauty's skull. The steel pressed against her skin, making Ling Xiaoxiao feel confined from all directions, unable to move at all. "Mmm..." Ling Xiaoxiao's continuous moans came from within. As more components were added to her body, Ling Xiaoxiao slowly disappeared within the stainless steel enclosure, completely transforming into a kneeling, prostrating stainless steel sculpture.

The two lingered in a passionate embrace on the sofa. Ling Xiaoxiao then led Cheng Yuan back to the bedroom and pulled out a suitcase from under the bed. She opened it in front of Cheng Yuan, revealing bundles of hemp rope, tape, plastic wrap, and several pairs of oversized thigh-high stockings. Cheng Yuan's eyes lit up, realizing he still had so much to discover about his stunning wife. A blush crept onto Ling Xiaoxiao's cheeks as she subtly observed Cheng Yuan's reaction. Seeing that he wasn't surprised, but rather held a hint of anticipation and eagerness, she felt completely at ease. Leaning against him, she playfully pouted, "Husband, your mission tonight is to restrain me tightly, as tightly as possible, so that I can barely breathe and every part of my body is immobilized. Can you do it, husband?" "Heh heh... Underestimating me, are we? Just watch!" Cheng Yuan declared confidently, puffing out his chest. "Mmm hmm... Go, husband!" Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes narrowed, filled with intense anticipation and desire. Years of hobby and longing were about to be realized, making her body tremble with excitement. Cheng Yuan unlocked the chains that bound Ling Xiaoxiao and then took out a bundle of hemp rope from the suitcase, unfurling it. His hands trembled slightly. This was his first time using rope to bind someone since he'd discovered his interest in S&M. He mentally recalled videos and images he'd seen, vivid scenes flashing through his mind. Cheng Yuan quickly settled on the European straight-arm bind, deeming it relatively simpler. Ling Xiaoxiao cooperatively placed her hands behind her back, making it easier for Cheng Yuan to bind her. As the rope touched her skin, she couldn't help but shudder, a soft moan escaping her lips. It felt as though blood rushed through her veins, igniting her desire and pleasure once more, making her body burn. Her core, still slick from a recent climax, began to flood with arousal again, uncontrollably. Cheng Yuan began to wrap the hemp rope around Ling Xiaoxiao's wrists, clasped tightly behind her back. He secured them with two firm loops, then threaded the rope between her hands, cinching it into a tight cross shape. He pulled it taut, ensuring her wrists were pressed together with no space between them. After tying a secure knot, he continued to wrap the rope upwards along her arms, binding her forearms together. Soon, the hemp rope formed a net-like structure, tightly securing her arms to her sides, all the way to her armpits. Ling Xiaoxiao's body proved surprisingly flexible. From her elbows down, her arms lay perfectly flush against each other, with no gaps. Her arms, bound behind her back, formed a "Y" shape, which made Cheng Yuan marvel and his heart race even faster. Cheng Yuan selected a thin, long bundle of rope from the suitcase and proceeded to bind Ling Xiaoxiao's fingers together in pairs, tightly securing them. Her fingers were completely encased in the slender rope, like tiny rigid rods, pressed so closely that she couldn't even bend them, truly immobilizing even her fingertips. After binding her fingers, Cheng Yuan took the rope and wrapped it around Ling Xiaoxiao's large, ample breasts, both above and below, binding her torso and arms together tightly. He then wrapped the rope firmly around her slender waist, further securing her wrists to her body. He threaded the rope between her wrists and torso, pulling it tight and reinforcing the knot, making it seem as though her arms were fused to her back, utterly immobile. "Mmm... Husband... You've tied me so tight!" Ling Xiaoxiao's face was flushed, her eyes hazy, and she moaned softly, murmuring, "This is exactly how I want it, husband. Keep going, don't go easy on me. Restrain me fiercely!" Hearing Ling Xiaoxiao's soft moans seemed to embolden Cheng Yuan. He didn't stop, and with the rope in hand, he knelt to begin binding her legs. Ling Xiaoxiao's legs were long, fair, and beautifully curved, exuding an alluring sheen that captivated Cheng Yuan's gaze. He caressed her exquisite legs with a lingering touch, eliciting continuous moans from Ling Xiaoxiao. Her core continued to leak arousal, flowing down her thighs. Cheng Yuan composed himself and began to wrap the hemp rope around Ling Xiaoxiao's ankles. With the experience of binding her arms, he was now much more adept. The rope flew, and soon, it had tightly bound her legs together. Each strand of rope dug into Ling Xiaoxiao's tender skin, and he threaded them between her legs, pulling them taut and securing them, ensuring her legs couldn't separate even an inch. It was as if her legs had fused together, transforming into a beautiful mermaid's tail.

The two of them fooled around in the small lounge for an entire afternoon. It wasn't until close to quitting time that Cheng Yuan slowly untied the ropes binding Shi Qiaoyun, restoring her freedom. By then, Shi Qiaoyun's body was already covered in alluring rope marks, making her look exceptionally seductive. Just before leaving work, Shi Qiaoyun took out a new type of gag, opened it, and handed it to Cheng Yuan. With a hazy gaze, she said, "Master, from now on, Yunnu's breathing will be controlled by Master!" "Uh..." Cheng Yuan was slightly taken aback, a boundless sense of conquest surging within him. The feeling of complete control over another person made his heart pound and his emotions sink into an endless abyss. "Then how will you eat dinner?" "Heh heh... Master!" Shi Qiaoyun giggled. "Yunnu doesn't eat dinner to maintain her figure!" "Alright!" Cheng Yuan said, bringing the gag in his hand to Shi Qiaoyun's small mouth. Seeing this, Shi Qiaoyun obediently opened her mouth wide, allowing Cheng Yuan to shove the gag forcefully into it. To prolong its use, Cheng Yuan had enlarged the gag's size. The breathing gag was now almost at the limit of what a human mouth could accommodate. By the time the entire gag was submerged in Shi Qiaoyun's mouth, her lips were sealed shut, leaving no room for anything else. "Mmm..." Shi Qiaoyun felt the sensation of being completely filled, letting out soft moans from her mouth. Having just experienced an orgasm, her body began to feel warm again. Cheng Yuan took out a roll of strong tape and slowly began to apply it from the corner of Shi Qiaoyun's mouth. He then wrapped the tape tightly around her head, layer by layer, smoothing it out meticulously, leaving no wrinkles or gaps, completely sealing her mouth. He then pulled the tape upwards, covering her nose as well. Soon, Shi Qiaoyun's pretty face, from her eyes downwards, was completely covered by layers of strong tape. The tape was tight and seamless, completely blocking out air, preventing Shi Qiaoyun from breathing. "Mmm..." Shi Qiaoyun blinked her beautiful eyes, her gaze filled with blissful satisfaction. She carefully savored the sensation of slight suffocation, her breath continuously circulating in her lungs and mouth, creating ripples wherever it passed, transforming into endless pleasure that coursed through her body. Putting on a mask, Shi Qiaoyun adjusted her long hair, letting it fall to cover the tape on her cheeks. She then playfully waved goodbye to Cheng Yuan and clocked out, leaving leisurely. "Hoo..." Cheng Yuan let out a long sigh of relief. Watching Shi Qiaoyun's graceful figure gradually recede, he fell into a deep dilemma. On impulse, he had taken in such a beautiful sex slave, filling him with a complex mix of emotions. On one hand, he felt secretly proud and delighted. On the other hand, he had no idea how to explain this to the two women at home. Cheng Yuan was not the type to abandon responsibility after getting what he wanted. Since he had taken possession of her body, he naturally had to bear the corresponding responsibility. Moreover, keeping it a secret from the two women at home was not a long-term solution. Rather than waiting for them to discover it one day and be extremely disappointed in him, it was better to find an opportunity to confess proactively. Just then, Cheng Yuan's phone rang. He took it out and saw it was a WeChat message from Shi Qiaoyun: "Master... you don't have to be too troubled. I am willing to be Master's underground sex slave, and I won't let anyone know..."

Skilled European straight-arm binds tightly secured Shi Qiaoyun's body. On the other side, Qiao Xiaoman actively helped, using a hemp rope to bind Xue Min. The two women, with remarkable synchronicity, adopted the same binding method. Soon, Shi Qiaoyun and Xue Min's hands and arms were tightly bound behind their backs, rendering them immobile. Their large, firm breasts swayed violently in front of them, almost dazzling Ling Xiaoling, who stood watching. After securing the upper bodies of the two women, Cheng Yuan and Qiao Xiaoman continued their work without pause. They crouched down with the hemp rope and began to bind their slender legs. The automatic mechanical cannon had already been dismantled and removed, replaced by a vibrating mini-egg. The hemp rope snaked along the women's legs, tying two tight knots at regular intervals. Then, it passed through the middle and was tightened and reinforced, forcing their long legs together in a tight, inescapable embrace with no room to move. Each woman had a breathing gag prepared. Wrapped in a pair of pantyhose, the gags were pushed into Shi Qiaoyun and Xue Min's mouths, sealing their lips completely. Next, a latex hood was brought out, and their heads were forcefully encased. The hood was seamless, with no openings, completely enclosing their heads and isolating them from the outside world. To bind the two women, Cheng Yuan brought out an oversized double latex vacuum bed and spread it out in the living room, placing Shi Qiaoyun and Xue Min inside one by one. The entire latex vacuum bed was seamless. Cheng Yuan rolled up the opening, clamped it tightly, and the inside of the vacuum bed was truly sealed off from the outside world, leaving only a one-way valve in the corner, allowing air out but not in. The vacuum cleaner was connected and turned on. With the hum of the vacuum, the entire vacuum bed rapidly deflated at a visible rate. Shi Qiaoyun and Xue Min's bodies, tightly bound by the hemp rope, were completely revealed on the thin layer of latex, even down to the two alluring, erect nipples on their large breasts. Ling Xiaoling and Qiao Xiaoman, watching from the side, had their eyes glazed over, their desires surging, and a strong urge to join them themselves. A thin layer of black latex clung tightly to Shi Qiaoyun and Xue Min's bodies, transforming into a delicate cage that held the two women captive, unable to move. The pressure from all directions caused the two women to squirm gently within the vacuum bed, unable to break through the seemingly soft and yielding latex. A surging tide of desire swept through their bodies, carrying them towards the peak of pleasure. "Hoo... so tired!" Cheng Yuan exhaled heavily, moved the vacuum cleaner away, and sealed the one-way valve in the corner of the vacuum bed. Shi Qiaoyun and Xue Min were now completely sealed and imprisoned within the vacuum bed, utterly isolated from the world. The strange beauty of the scene assaulted the visual nerves of the three onlookers, keeping them perpetually on the verge of a violent eruption of desire. Cheng Yuan looked at Ling Xiaoling and Qiao Xiaoman. The two women's bodies trembled simultaneously, as if realizing it was finally their turn. Their pussies flooded with arousal, an uncontrollable desire surged through them, their faces flushed red, their eyes filled with lust and longing as they looked at Cheng Yuan. Cheng Yuan stretched, picked up the hemp rope, and turned to Ling Xiaoling. Seeing her face and body, so identical to Ling Xiaoxiao's, he felt a strange sense of displacement. He pulled Ling Xiaoling closer, twisted her hands behind her back, and began to bind them. "Mmm..." Ling Xiaoling's body had been filled with longing after watching for so long. As soon as the hemp rope touched her, her entire body went limp, as if all the bones had been removed. She leaned against Cheng Yuan, moaning softly, her hands behind her back, letting Cheng Yuan do as he pleased. The hemp rope wound tightly, soon binding Ling Xiaoling's hands securely behind her. Cheng Yuan used a Japanese-style rear-hand bind, leaving Ling Xiaoling's delicate hands clasped together at her lower back, unable to move. Her upper arms were also tightly bound to her body with the rope. Two ropes on each side of her large breasts dug fiercely into her tender skin, making her full, firm chest even more prominent. Her entire body was shapely and sexy, exuding a unique beauty. After finishing binding Ling Xiaoling, Cheng Yuan pulled Qiao Xiaoman over and continued binding her, quickly securing her in the same manner. The two women, each with their own style yet equally stunning, vied for attention in front of Cheng Yuan, who stared with wide eyes. Blood surged through his body, and the erection in his crotch swelled, creating a massive tent in his pants. He took out two breathing gags, wrapped them in pantyhose, and stuffed them into their mouths. Then, he wrapped tape tightly around their faces, below their eyes, completely sealing them off from the outside air. Finally, he put a mask on each of them, draped a jacket over them to conceal their decadent bindings, and led them out, slowly descending the stairs. Ling Xiaoling and Qiao Xiaoman walked slowly behind Cheng Yuan. With every step, his thick silicone cock thrust forcefully into their slick pussies. The numbing, fulfilling pleasure made their legs tremble violently, and even the high heels they usually navigated with ease seemed to become mischievous and disobedient.

Cheng Yuan had Ling Xiaoxiao sit down, then squatted and used self-adhesive bandages to tightly bind her two fair, jade-like feet together. Not a single inch of Ling Xiaoxiao's skin was exposed; she was completely wrapped and restrained by the self-adhesive bandages. The pristine white bandages, illuminated by the light, exuded a sacred glow that captivated Cheng Yuan. Even Ling Xiaoling, kneeling beside them, gazed with a dazed expression, her eyes fixed on Ling Xiaoxiao, unable to tear them away. She imagined the thrilling sensation of being similarly bound and restrained herself. Cheng Yuan set down the remaining bandages and took out a roll of strong white tape, beginning to wrap Ling Xiaoxiao's body. This time, he started from her feet, wrapping more tightly and quickly, soon covering her entire body. The white, strong tape, with its alluring sheen, ruthlessly bound and restrained Ling Xiaoxiao's whole being. Her body writhed slightly, as if trapped in an endless cage, unable to see, speak, or move. This overwhelming pressure and confinement ignited a surge of desire within Ling Xiaoxiao. Her pussy and asshole were continuously being thrust into by thick silicone dildos, and the exquisite pleasure made her sink deeper into it, willing to remain bound forever. Cheng Yuan put down the tape and continuously caressed and stroked Ling Xiaoxiao's body, smoothing out all the tape with force, leaving no gaps. This made Ling Xiaoxiao's graceful figure appear even more voluptuous, her curves beautifully accentuated. Looking at the meticulously wrapped mummy before her, Ling Xiaoling felt an unbearable itch all over her body, as if thousands of ants were crawling on her. She suddenly remembered being similarly tightly wrapped and confined, left on top of the wardrobe for an entire day. That boundless sealing and restraint had sent her into a state of ecstatic delirium. In that endless confinement and darkness, she had experienced countless orgasms. Now, she felt an emptiness in her body, a craving to have every orifice filled to satisfaction. Cheng Yuan, not yet attending to the already aroused Ling Xiaoling, focused all his attention on Ling Xiaoxiao. He took out a tight, restrictive down sleeping bag. Cheng Yuan had once stumbled upon a custom order for these restrictive sleeping bags online and, on a whim, had ordered one for each of the women according to their measurements, even embroidering their names on them. However, he hadn't had the chance to use them since receiving them. This time, if Cheng Yuan hadn't rummaged through all his restraint gear, he wouldn't have remembered he had such a treasure at home. Cheng Yuan unzipped the sleeping bag and spread it open, starting from Ling Xiaoxiao's feet. He carefully adjusted it, encasing Ling Xiaoxiao's entire body, all the way to the top of her head. The down sleeping bag had little elasticity, so Cheng Yuan slowed down his wrapping, meticulously ensuring the sleeping bag fit snugly against Ling Xiaoxiao's wrapped form. It was soft and fluffy, exerting a boundless pressure and warmth, allowing Ling Xiaoxiao to revel in this gentle embrace, her body trembling with happiness. After adjusting the sleeping bag, Cheng Yuan slowly zipped it up along the center seam. The pristine white tape mummy then completely disappeared within the down sleeping bag. Subsequently, Cheng Yuan used hemp rope to bind the outside of the sleeping bag, wrapping it around and around. The hemp rope was tightened fiercely, digging deeply into the sleeping bag, like a freshly woven fishing net, ruthlessly binding and restraining the entire sleeping bag. Once the hemp rope was secured, Cheng Yuan pushed Ling Xiaoxiao onto the soft, large bed, pressing down on the quilt, and wrapping Ling Xiaoxiao within it again. At this point, Ling Xiaoxiao was deeply submerged within layers of wrapping, completely numb to what was happening outside. Even sounds, weakened by the multiple layers of material, were barely audible to her ears. She felt utterly isolated from the world. This peculiar sensation gave Ling Xiaoxiao an illusion of transcendence, as if she were drifting in her own little world. It was quiet, safe, and provided an ultimate sense of security, causing Ling Xiaoxiao to sink deeper, willingly imprisoned, no longer wishing to return. The quilt tightly wrapped and restrained Ling Xiaoxiao's entire body, resting quietly on the large bed. Her slight movements were absorbed by the layers of wrapping, becoming imperceptible from the outside. Cheng Yuan tightly bound the quilt from the outside with hemp rope, then brought a latex-supported restraint bag and placed the quilt-wrapped bundle inside. He plugged in a vacuum cleaner and turned it on. As the vacuum cleaner hummed, the latex bag rapidly deflated, like a vacuum-sealed bag, drawing out all the air within. The entire quilt bundle, like a lifeless quilt storage bag, lay silently on the bed, awaiting Cheng Yuan's disposal. "Hoo..." Cheng Yuan turned off the vacuum cleaner and quickly tied the opening of the latex bag. The thin layer of latex, both inside and out, created two entirely different worlds, making Ling Xiaoxiao feel as if the entire world was slowly drifting away from her. Her body had melted into the layers of wrapping, leaving only her soul to wander in the boundless, dark void. It was warm, safe, and peaceful. This strange, unique feeling captivated her. Space and time had lost all meaning; it felt as if this moment was eternal.

Gazing at the stainless steel mannequins standing silently before him, back to back like conjoined twins, motionless, Cheng Yuan's heart pounded, his soft core intensely stirred, much like a seasoned collector who had just acquired a unique work of art. His eyes were filled with a captivated gaze, lost in admiration for a long time. When Cheng Yuan finally snapped back to reality, he turned to look at the other women. He found them with dazed expressions, their bodies trembling slightly. Qiao Xiaoman and Shi Qiaoyun, in particular, were filled with anticipation. Cheng Yuan chuckled and beckoned to them. Qiao Xiaoman and Shi Qiaoyun shivered, knowing their turn was imminent. Their pussies couldn't help but flood with arousal. Exchanging a glance, Qiao Xiaoman and Shi Qiaoyun silently shed their clothes, standing naked before Cheng Yuan, a faint blush on their faces. Cheng Yuan took the hemp rope and twisted Qiao Xiaoman's hands behind her back, binding them in a European straight-arm restraint. The rope tightly secured her arms together, leaving no room for struggle or movement. Meanwhile, Xue Min proactively assisted, taking a hemp rope to bind Shi Qiaoyun. Whatever restraints Cheng Yuan applied to Qiao Xiaoman, Xue Min mirrored on Shi Qiaoyun. Soon, both Qiao Xiaoman and Shi Qiaoyun's arms were tightly bound behind their backs, rendering them immobile. Next, Cheng Yuan brought a gag to Qiao Xiaoman's lips. He had her open her mouth wide and inserted the modified gag, pushing it directly into her stomach. Her entire throat was filled, her small mouth completely stuffed. Cheng Yuan carefully affixed a large piece of soft rubber tape across Qiao Xiaoman's face, completely sealing her eyes and nose, leaving her unable to see, speak, or breathe. Cheng Yuan continued to add restraints and coverings to Qiao Xiaoman's body. Soon, Qiao Xiaoman disappeared, her appearance identical to that of the Ling Xiao sisters. Xue Min applied the same restraints to Shi Qiaoyun. When Cheng Yuan let out a heavy sigh of relief, Qiao Xiaoman and Shi Qiaoyun were no longer visible in the villa's living room. In their place stood two perfect mummies wrapped in bright red tape, motionless. Cheng Yuan laid Qiao Xiaoman and Shi Qiaoyun down, positioning their heads to face each other, forming a line. He then slowly began attaching the stainless steel components to their bodies. Xue Min, having carefully studied Cheng Yuan's blueprints, knew exactly what this assembly entailed and actively helped. Soon, the blade portion of the pinwheel was assembled. Qiao Xiaoman and Shi Qiaoyun's heads were at the center, their legs stretched out straight to the sides, acting as the two blades. Cheng Yuan and Xue Min lifted them together, adding a stainless steel support rod. With a gentle push, the pinwheel slowly began to rotate, as if ready to take flight at any moment. "It's perfect, husband!" Xue Min exclaimed, looking at the two perfect works of art before them. The stainless steel gleamed brilliantly under the lights, mesmerizing Cheng Yuan and Xue Min, who couldn't stop staring. Cheng Yuan chuckled and picked up a remote control, pressing a button. Xue Min's eyes widened in surprise as she watched the two artworks before her slowly transform. It turned out Cheng Yuan had used materials from a restraint suitcase. When the remote was pressed, the pinwheel and the double-sided mannequins began to slowly become transparent, revealing the graceful figures of the four women inside. The bright red tape, with its alluring sheen, was completely exposed to Cheng Yuan and Xue Min. "Wow..." Xue Min gasped in amazement and ran forward, her hands constantly caressing the double-sided mannequins as if she were touching a beloved toy, clearly enamored. "Mmm... mmm..." Suddenly, clear moans of pleasure emanated from within the double-sided mannequins. The sounds, accompanying Xue Min's caresses, startled her, and she looked at Cheng Yuan in confusion. Cheng Yuan touched his nose and chuckled, "I've coated the surface of the stainless steel components with sensors that amplify touch and transmit it to their skin. So, your caresses just now felt as if you were touching their skin directly!" "Uh..." Xue Min turned back and continued to caress the double-sided mannequins. "Husband, how did you think of this? You're amazing!" "Heh heh..." Cheng Yuan pressed another button on the remote for the pinwheel, and it began to slowly rotate on its support rod. "Mmm..." "Mmm..." Two long, melodious moans came from within the pinwheel. Cheng Yuan chuckled and explained, "Because the sensors have an amplification function, even though the pinwheel is rotating very slowly, they can still clearly feel the airflow. Right now, they're like they've been stripped bare and left outdoors, feeling the gentle breeze!"