"Magic" stockings and the New Age Stocking Co.

"I didn't expect my two sisters to be so diligent," Luna said happily. She rubbed and rubbed vigorously, finally managing to pull off the silk stocking that blindfolded her. What met her eyes, however, made her incredibly surprised! Wrapped entirely in silk stockings was none other than Tina, while Qingyue was somehow bound in a way that looked like an extreme horse stance! And this binding was so astonishing that even Luna, who had enjoyed bondage countless times, was stunned. Exquisitely crafted and beautiful silk ribbons, elastic ceiling ropes, huh? How did this rope connect to the ceiling? And wouldn't this kind of binding be very painful? Why were there no knots on these stocking ropes?? Luna grew more curious, but all these questions would have to wait for Teacher Qingyue to wake up and explain. Just then, another muffled moan sounded. Tina, still wrapped in silk stockings, had woken up. She had sweated profusely earlier, making the stockings that encased her shrink even tighter. She tried to twist her body but found she couldn't move at all. Although it was still quite comfortable~~ she began to enjoy it again. About half an hour later, the unconscious Teacher Qingyue slowly regained consciousness. It had to be said, the "magical" stockings' function was incredibly powerful. Such extreme restraint combined with super-high intensity stimulation and orgasms meant she only woke up half an hour later than Tina. Upon waking, she found herself still slightly suspended, but her desires had subsided. Her consciousness had taken over her subconscious, and next, she intended to remove the silk stocking restraints. In Luna's eyes, Qingyue, suspended in the extreme horse stance, moved. Then, a miraculous scene unfolded: the silk stockings seemed to come alive, lowering Qingyue, and then began to contract and loosen the restraints on their own, eventually returning to a pair of thin, flesh-colored stockings, worn by Qingyue. Various small toys were released from her body by the stockings and placed beside her. At this moment, Qingyue's eyes were still languid and alluring. Her post-orgasm body felt so comfortably relaxed that she didn't want to move. However, she remembered that her two roommates were still bound! After so long, could they be alright! She quickly opened her eyes, without even looking at the situation on the bed, she jumped down, hurriedly put on her underwear, bra, and dress, then turned towards the large bed. "...I... uh..." Teacher Qingyue froze. She found Luna looking at her with the gaze one reserves for a treasure, or more accurately, looking at her stockings. At this moment, the intelligent Qingyue understood that one of her roommates had discovered her little secret, although she had intended to share it anyway. With this thought, Teacher Qingyue raised a "Yeah!" peace sign and then proceeded to remove the silk stockings from her two roommates. An hour later, the three of them had finished their meal at the dining table. Though simple, it was all high-energy food, meant to replenish the nutrients for their ravenously hungry cells. After eating, Teacher Qingyue was about to clear the dishes when she was pounced on and pushed onto the sofa by Luna and Tina. The two of them "fiercely," as if interrogating her, demanded to know how Teacher Qingyue had bound herself before. After a lengthy explanation, Tina and Luna finally understood that something called "magical" silk stockings was so incredible. Even Qingyue, who hadn't experienced rigorous binding before, could enjoy extreme restraint for extended periods and even control toys. These functions made them become incredibly fanatical about these stockings. "Sister Qingyue, how do I buy these stockings! I want them too!!!" Tina clung to Qingyue's arm, acting spoiled, her small chest rubbing against her. Luna, on the other hand, cupped her breasts with both hands, looking at Qingyue with a beaming smile, her gaze so intense that Qingyue could barely keep her eyes open. "Oh dear, oh dear, don't be in such a hurry. I also happened to see this online and asked a friend in China to buy it for me. Even if you want to buy it, it doesn't seem to be on eBay yet. I can only ask my friend to buy it for you. It might take a month to get it," Qingyue pondered for a moment and

"Me, me, me, favor me first, Sister Qingyue, I really want to try that." Tina spoke emotionally, her watery blue eyes pleading with Qingyue. Qingyue glanced at Luna, about to speak, when she found Luna had already extended her index finger and gently pressed it against her lips. "Let Tina sister enjoy herself first. I also want to see how Tina sister will react," Luna said with a smile. "Hehe, thank you both sisters, then I'm ready~" The little loli was overjoyed, having thought she'd have to fight for it. Qingyue then brought out the "magical" stockings. With a thought, the stockings floated up and settled onto Tina. The stockings then instantly deformed and split into numerous silk ribbons, like beautiful silk, beginning to entwine Tina's body. Two stocking ribbons extended, like two gentle hands, pressing down on Tina's arms and slowly, firmly drawing

"Hehehe, my little slave girls, working so hard~" Sister Cao giggled. She'd walk over to A-Yi and A-Er, wantonly kneading their breasts or tickling the soles of their feet, watching them struggle or squirt with pleasure. Or she'd go to the twins by the balance beam, tickling their little feet, doubling the stimulation for the sisters. Or she'd visit Xiao Wu, hanging in the air, spinning her like a roulette wheel. Instantly, the little loli felt waves of dizziness, her body rocking up and down, her stockings tightening and loosening, an intense sensation. Sister Cao was also deeply aroused, her face flushed, desire erupting within her. She became

The domineering stockings, propelled by the man's potent internal energy, swiftly subdued the four women. Then, the stockings began to categorize and bind them. Xiao Ke and Lin Lin, the close-combat fighters, had their hands tied behind their backs in a high-posture bind. Their wrists were further secured by multiple loops of stocking ribbons, cinched upwards until they could be pulled no further. Their lower bodies were bound with three figure-eight knots around their thighs and calves. Stocking ribbons then pulled their knees towards their chests, before finally extending to loop around their necks and connect back to their knees, tightening with a snap. Finally, the stocking ribbons removed their high heels from their stocking-clad feet. The stockings firmly bound their ankles, soles, and big toes. One stocking ribbon yanked their soles backward forcefully, until it connected to the wrists of their raised hands behind their backs. These two were thus confined in a tight, intricate bondage. Simultaneously, the stockings removed the wooden gags from their mouths, and before they could speak, used themselves to cover the women's small mouths. "Mmmph! Mmmph!" The two women felt their entire bodies taut. The friction of the stockings and their irresistible elasticity sent a unique thrill through them, as if they were

It was like a viscous, stocking-like liquid, akin to slime, that began to envelop Sister Cao's body. She fearfully lifted her feet, trying to shake the liquid off, but it was no use. The liquid seemed incredibly adhesive, clinging tenaciously to the original stocking film that already covered her. Perhaps the scene wasn't particularly pleasant to behold, but what did it matter? This was an experiment... trapped within a transparent "sac," slowly being consumed by a slime-like viscous fluid, and the person being consumed was, of all people, an unparalleled beauty. "No, no, what kind of test is this, it's so disgusting, ugh..." Sister Cao felt like she was going mad. But when she tried to wipe away the stocking liquid with her hand, she found her hand sinking into it, unable to pull it out. Eventually, the viscous fluid covered Sister Cao's entire body, and finally, the surface solidified into a smooth plane. Apart from the breathing tube connected to the top of the "sac," Sister Cao herself had transformed into a glistening, oily stocking mannequin. And at this moment, the mannequin was still flailing its arms, attempting to tear away the stocking shell encasing it. However, every inch of Sister Cao's skin was encased in a centimeter-thick stocking shell, and the friction between the stockings was so minimal that it generated no useful force. The reason Sister Cao could still stand within the sac, rather than sliding down, was because the stocking liquid beneath her feet powerfully adhered to her stocking-clad feet. "Let me out!!!! Ah!!!! You demons!" Sister Cao's inner self roared, but no sound escaped her open mouth. The stocking shell and the innermost stocking film at her mouth had caved inward, completely occupying her oral cavity and a portion of her esophagus. The external stocking shell had also been appropriately thinned at this point. "Test officially begins," a cold system voice announced. Sister Cao immediately felt paralyzed. If before it felt like wearing a form-fitting latex suit she could move freely in, now it was as if she were fixed within an incredibly rigid metal mannequin, unable to move even a single joint or finger. "I can't move, completely can't move. What are they going to do?" Sister Cao's heart pounded with fear. Then, she noticed her arms and legs were moving. Yes, they weren't moving according to her will; it was the outer stocking shell that was moving her limbs! Soon, her arms were placed by her sides by the stocking shell, as if naturally hanging down with her palms pressed tightly against her thighs. Her legs were brought together, as if glued by water, leaving no gap. And she was as if standing on tiptoe, with only her big toes touching the bottom of the "sac." Actually, for Sister Cao, this posture wasn't tiring. It felt like wearing an 18cm high heel. Moreover, the hardness of the stocking shell was like steel (though her skin still registered the sensation of stockings), and this grounded feeling didn't make her feel tired. But soon, she realized something was wrong. The stocking shell encasing her was slowly shrinking! Yes, Sister Cao could feel the increasing pressure from the outer stocking shell on top of the stocking film she wore. And for some reason, the friction between the outer stocking shell and the stocking film made Sister Cao feel as if countless tongues were gently licking her skin. "It's too tight... I can't move... and being bullied like this... someone save me, save me!!!" Sister Cao cried out internally, but her body was obedient. This continuous stimulation and the ever-increasing tightness caused her breasts to swell, and mysterious, suspicious fluids began to secrete from the caverns of her lower body.

"Sister... what are we going to play today?" Brother Zhao Jie was a little impatient, his eyes scanning the various props and countless pairs of stockings, his mouth watering. Zhao Qian smiled faintly, intending to discipline her brother thoroughly first, preferably to the point where his reason was about to be consumed by the flames of desire. And then... Zhao Qian smiled mysteriously, as if envisioning some exciting and stimulating scenario. "Brother, have this first~" Zhao Qian took out a delicate small bottle from a cabinet, containing a few transparent little capsules. She poured out one and had her brother Zhao Jie swallow it. Zhao Jie had actually been distracted while listening to the introduction and didn't quite understand the effect of the medicine. He only remembered the various stockings, especially the "magical" three-piece set that had been emphasized: flesh-colored stockings for binding the body, black stockings for scent training, and white stockings for a myriad of variations... "Oh... okay, sister. Huh, it just melts in my mouth... and it's so sweet, like sweet chocolate marshmallows?" As soon as the capsule entered Zhao Jie's mouth, it dissolved into a sweet liquid, which he swallowed. Soon, he felt a warm sensation starting from his abdomen and spreading throughout his body. He felt a bit weak, and his body seemed to have become more sensitive? At this moment, while her brother was lost in the sensation of his body changing, Zhao Qian came up behind him, scooped him up, and tossed him onto the large bed! Yes, Miss Zhao Qian was surprisingly strong, for reasons unknown... Zhao Jie, thrown onto the bed, felt his head spin for a moment, and then he felt stockings beginning to wrap around him... It's worth mentioning that today, both Zhao Qian and Zhao Jie were dressed in cute school uniforms, wearing light makeup, and flesh-colored stockings on their lower bodies. Both siblings had excellent figures. And because they were biological siblings, they truly looked like twin sisters when dressed up, beautiful and lovely. From an omniscient perspective, it was as if the sister had fed her sister a strange drug... and then the sister had thrown her sister onto the bed, intending to have her way with her... The wicked

"Uh-huh! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Ms. Rowe was in a hurry, she wanted to explain it all, however at this point she was not blindfolded but she was gagging herself and her stocking gag ball was preventing her from uttering a word of explanation. Her husband, on the other hand, at this point, after experiencing a period of blankness in his brain, also reflected that no matter what had happened, it was only right to untie and liberate his wife first! However, the magic stockings are very powerful, his husband froze and did not find a knot or a place where he could untie it, at that moment he felt even more surprised, could it be that he was experiencing a supernatural phenomenon? And Ms. Luo was helpless in her heart at this time, the permission freeze of the magic stockings hadn't reached the time yet, and there was no way for her to untie herself. Half an hour later, finally, the time for the stocking to be confined arrived, Ms. Luo hurriedly let the stocking loosen herself up, and then put on a piece of underwear and came out from inside the organ space . "Come here and explain." Her husband coldly looked at his wife in front of him. Yes, he still loved her deeply, but he couldn't understand at this moment, what exactly had happened, and what exactly his wife was hiding from him, all of these, all of these, caused him to misunderstand and anger. "Hubby, that .... That, I really don't have any idea, I just want to be able to follow you all the time." Ms. Luo looked at her husband's dark face and said carefully. Then, she explained a little bit what she had really done. From her own girlfriends, she learned about the New Era Stockings Company and the various businesses contracted by the other party. Ordering pianos and making small organs in order to be able to walk around with her own husband more often. More importantly, she really needed to be loved by her husband, because she had reached this lustful `. `desire explosion' age and wanted her husband to satisfy her properly. However, the busyness of her career and the slightly different philosophy made it very rare for male love to happen between them, so she was very aggravated, and because she loved her husband so much, she couldn't allow herself to be cheated on, so she could only resort to the next best thing, by ordering magical stockings to temper herself and fantasizing that it was her husband who was tempering her 。。。。 Her husband just listened quietly, from the beginning of the anger to calm, and then with guilt and a hint of curiosity, Ms. Luo also knew that her husband should be forgiven. "Luo, I didn't realize that I was the one who neglected your need for love... I, for one, will satisfy you more, but if my career gets busy, you know." Her husband sighed. At this moment, Ms. Luo snuggled into her husband's arms like a kitten. "Hubby, if you're busy, you can tune me up in the piano like you did just now, I can accompany you in this way, wherever you go, I'll go." Ms. Luo opened her mouth, while looking at her husband with an expectant gaze. "Hey, this way... Is it really okay?" He looked a little shaken. "It's really okay, hubby, I've actually always wanted to be trained by you, I love you, I really love you so much, so I want you to punish me hard, to fuck `. `me, hubby I want it." Ms. Law wriggled, her light silk lingerie, rubbing against her husband's body and causing him to react as well. "Ahem, wife, let's go to the room and communicate first." Ms. Luo's husband coughed lightly, then lazily picked up his own wife, striding towards the bedroom.

After a bit of flirting, Ms. Luo lay on her husband's chest `. `s breasts, drawing circles as she talked about magic stockings and those sex `. `love toys' usage. She wanted her own husband to take over control of the stockings so that the sensation of her being molested would be more real. No, this was the molestation from her husband, it was her husband who was molesting her. Just thinking about it for a moment made her feel as if she was becoming even more lustful `. `slutty' and she wanted to be molested. "Honey, why don't you try it now? It's actually amazing, and you can see how sexy and cute your darling is when she's bound and tempered." Ms. Luo smiled ambiguously. Indeed, she had a very good figure, long legs, a small waist, and a very good body softness, plus a pretty face, or else she wouldn't have fallen in love with her handsome and discerning husband back then. "Well, then since my wife asked for it, I'll oblige." Ms. Luo's husband blinked, he was also a bit curious at this time, and at this time, he also felt some small fluttering inside, as if there was some strange impulse sprouting. Soon, Ms. Luo fetched a magic stocking, which was actually the core of the organ space, and now she temporarily lifted the stocking arrangement of the organ space through her own authority, and transferred the authority to her husband. "Try it, it's very magical, it's said to feel like an out-of-body incarnation, the plot inside an immortal cultivation novel." Ms. Luo smiled dementedly.

With a thought, a pair of magical stockings in the warehouse moved, instantly transforming into the appearance of hemp ropes. The man's favorite way to bind women was with ropes like hemp, as their texture and the tightness of the binding were second to none. One stocking could form a hemp rope up to 50 meters long, which was more than enough for binding. "A woman must have full breasts (Little Nine's grievance, because I'm flat-chested...),