leg hunter

"Fuck! Even my ex-husband never hit me like this, you bitch! I'll make you scream." Chen Fang took out a sponge ball she had prepared, and with all her might, she squeezed Su Ruonan's face. "Here, taste it, taste if the sponge ball is delicious," she said, stuffing the sponge ball into Su Ruonan's mouth, bit by bit. Yang Xin was also not idle. Taking advantage of Su Ruonan's panic, she moved her legs and laid her down on the sponge mat in the room where they changed clothes. She then forcefully brought her hands together, and Yang Xin also knelt down on Su Ruonan. "Quick, make her spit out the sponge ball, use tape to secure it." Chen Fang picked up the transparent tape and, without any regard for the consequences, began to wrap it around Su Ruonan's mouth in a clockwise direction. Su Ruonan's face was distorted by the tightness, and her hair was tangled with the tape everywhere. "Okay, stop wrapping, look, it's almost reaching her nose. We're kidnapping, not killing!" If Yang Xin hadn't stopped Chen Fang in time, that roll of tape wouldn't have been enough for her to wrap. "Leave some, we still have another one to tie later, and this is all the tape we brought." Su Ruonan was almost scared to death by the two of them at this point, shaking her head frantically. Yang Xin took out a rope and began to tie Su Ruonan's hands, which were clasped in front of her. Four loops horizontally, then two loops vertically. Yang Xin made handcuffs for Su Ruonan with the rope in front of her. But this wouldn't be enough, as Su Ruonan could touch the tape on her mouth by bending over, giving her a chance to call for help. Seeing that there was still a lot of rope left, Yang Xin flipped Su Ruonan over and forcefully pressed her calves against her thighs. "Fang, help me hold her down. I'll use the rope to tie her hands and ankles together. That way, if she tries to extend her legs, her hands will restrain her, and if she tries to reach out, her legs will only tighten the rope!" Yang Xin had never tied anyone before, but her idea was novel and effective. Chen Fang cooperated with her, and they successfully tied her hands and feet together. Su Ruonan's hands were now between her legs, and a rope passed through her crotch, connecting to her curled-up legs in an extremely uncomfortable position. Yang Xin tugged to confirm the rope was secure, then pushed the trolley into the room. "Come on, give me a hand, Fang. Open the compartment under the trolley and stuff her in!" As soon as she saw that she was about to be stuffed into such a confined space, Su Ruonan struggled even more fiercely. "Mmmph! Nngh! Mmmph mmmph mmmph...." Before Su Ruonan could struggle further, Yang Xin grabbed her black leather skirt and shoved her inside.

As the car was unlit, she had no idea two people were lurking inside. Just as she walked past the front of the car, a woman suddenly sprang from the trunk. It was Chen Fang, who quickly grabbed Mofu, covered her mouth with her hand, and dragged her into the car. The woman reacted swiftly, struggling with all her might to break free. Just as Chen Fang was about to lose her grip, Yang Xin quickly emerged from the driver's seat. She wrapped her arms around the woman's waist and, with her other hand, hooked her neck, pressing her further into the car. The woman tried to scream, but a pair of hands clamped tightly over her lips. Together, the two women forced Mofu into the car's trunk. "Quick, gag her mouth first!" Chen Fang shoved a large gag into Mofu's mouth. It was too big, and before Mofu could react, the gag wedged itself firmly in her oral cavity. A sharp pain shot from the corners of her mouth as it tightened, securing the gag in place. Only then did she get a clear look. There were two women in the car. They were clearly up to no good, and they had targeted her. In the darkness, she feared the worst. The woman thrashed desperately, but Yang Xin pressed down on her, twisting her onto the car seat in the trunk. "Hurry, hurry! Cuff her hands first. We need to take her somewhere secluded and tie her up. For now, let's restrain her. Let's drive and get out of here." Chen Fang cuffed Mofu's hands behind her back. Then, Chen Fang sat down directly on her hands. The metal rings of the handcuffs dug into the woman's wrists, and with Chen Fang's full weight on top, the woman shrieked in pain. Saliva dripped from the gaps of the gag. The woman cursed her luck inwardly. Harassed by perverts daily, and now she'd run into kidnappers. How was she supposed to live? With that thought, she burst into tears. Yang Xin had returned to the driver's seat. She closed all the car windows, slammed the accelerator, and sped away. She drove to an abandoned road not far from the factory complex. From the trunk, she retrieved binding tools and tossed them to Chen Fang in the back. "Quick, let's tie her up. After that, we'll put her in the trunk. I took a good look earlier; this woman's face is quite attractive. Not as good as the other two, but still very nice." Hearing their conversation, the woman knew for sure they were traffickers. But now, with her movement restricted, she was helpless. She watched as Yang Xin pulled out rope after rope from her pocket, clearly intending to bind her. However, her hands had been pinned under Chen Fang's backside for the entire ride, leaving her arms numb. When Chen Fang released the handcuffs, her arms were too painful to move. Chen Fang seized the opportunity, twisted her arms behind her back, and tied them together. After securing her arms, she reached for the woman's waistband and yanked her pants down. "Whoa! Sister Yang Xin, look at this woman. She's wearing stockings under her pants." Overwhelmed with shame, the woman whimpered. Wearing stockings under pants was common in the factory. Because they stood all day, many female factory workers wore stockings under their pants to alleviate leg pressure and prevent varicose veins. But this suited the two women perfectly; ropes and beautiful legs in stockings were a better combination. Chen Fang picked up the rope and tied her legs together. Then, the two women worked together to lift the woman and shove her into the trunk. They closed the trunk lid and drove away.

"See how easy this is? Getting a free place and a landlady thrown in. It's perfect," Yang Xin said. Yang Xin and Chen Fang together lifted Xu Jiaxin into the room. "Hurry and tie her up," Yang Xin ordered, pulling out a rope. She positioned Xu Jiaxin face down on the floor. Yang Xin brought Xu Jiaxin's arms together, forming a capital 'Y', then pulled them tightly against each other. She secured the arms with two ropes, one at the wrists and another at the elbows. "Xin Jie, women who've trained in dance are so flexible. Look how tightly her arms are held together," Chen Fang remarked. She had easily pulled Xu Jiaxin's arms in without much effort. Yang Xin then straddled Xu Jiaxin's hips and pulled her torso upwards by the waist. She threaded a rope under Xu Jiaxin's waist and tied it securely. This waist rope was then connected to the ropes binding her wrists. Next, Yang Xin created a spreader bar by tying a knot in the rope between Xu Jiaxin's wrists. She attached one end of this rope to the waist rope, then threaded it between Xu Jiaxin's legs, pulling it taut upwards before securing it to the front of the waist rope. Yang Xin had effectively created a spreader bar for Xu Jiaxin, complete with a built-in "massage ball." "Take off her shoes and tie her legs together," Yang Xin instructed. Chen Fang expertly removed Xu Jiaxin's white sneakers and tossed them aside. She then brought Xu Jiaxin's legs together, tying them first at the ankles with a rope, and then securing them further with several ties around the knees. Xu Jiaxin's pale, stocking-clad legs were now bound tightly together. As mentioned, dancers possessed excellent legs and figures. Xu Jiaxin's legs fit together perfectly, forming a straight, seamless line. Chen Fang gently sniffed Xu Jiaxin's stockinged feet. They weren't particularly smelly, considering they'd been confined in shoes all day. To her surprise, Xu Jiaxin's feet had no offensive odor; in fact, they carried a faint scent of expensive perfume. "Alright, use another rope to tie her feet and hands together," Yang Xin said. Yang Xin attached a new rope to the knot between Xu Jiaxin's feet. She then threaded the rope through her wrists, pulling it inwards to tighten, before looping it back to the ankles and tying it securely. Mofu and Lan Ziyi, who were already bound, watched in disbelief as the two women so quickly subdued and bound a conscious person so securely. Once Xu Jiaxin was fully bound, Yang Xin produced a leather gag and placed it in her mouth, tightening the straps firmly behind her head. Yang Xin pinched Xu Jiaxin's buttocks. "Ah, not bad. This third one was truly effortless. Good looks and figure too, though she's a bit older." "Chen Fang, find a place to secure her properly later. Since we have a place to stay tonight, let's make sure all three are securely bound and fixed. We'll continue looking for our next target tonight." Chen Fang meticulously inspected the knots on each bound woman, re-tying any that seemed loose and tightening even the secure ones. Mofu and Lan Ziyi had their mouths stuffed with stockings and then sealed with tape, making it impossible for them to open their mouths without external force. "Hmm, all securely bound," Chen Fang declared after her inspection. She then dragged the newly bound Xu Jiaxin to a cabinet in the room. Opening the cabinet door, she threw out its contents. Grabbing the ropes binding Xu Jiaxin, she placed her face-down inside the cabinet. She closed the cabinet door and used a rope to tie the door handles together, ensuring Xu Jiaxin couldn't escape from within. Finally, Chen Fang checked that all three women were properly secured, ensuring they couldn't touch each other. This was to prevent them from helping each other escape or untie their restraints.