The stocking love affair of a divine couple

"Heh heh, collectible +1, pleasure value +1," Qin Ruofeng happily stuffed the newly acquired pair of thick pantyhose back in. While the box was open, he even took a deep whiff of the scent from the opening, seemingly intoxicated. Soon, Qin Ruofeng thought of another brilliant idea. "I remember I've already saved several pairs of Xiaobai's extra-long or thick pantyhose. How about I try that... stocking bondage and wrapping?" Qin Ruofeng was a man of action. As soon as he thought of it, he did it. He opened the box and took out several different pairs of pantyhose from the bottom. These stockings were already dry, but after being soaked in sweat and then air-dried or line-dried, their flexibility and sturdiness had improved. It was unlikely they would tear easily. So, Qin Ruofeng, almost trembling, pulled the balcony curtains shut, stripped down to his briefs, and then eagerly put on Bai Yamei's stockings. Admittedly, because Bai Yamei was tall with long legs, these stockings were naturally extra-long or reinforced, which allowed Qin Ruofeng to put them on smoothly and experience the pleasure of his legs being encased in stockings. Not only that, after putting on stockings on his legs, Qin Ruofeng picked up another pair of thicker nude pantyhose and put them on his legs again. However, this time, he brought his legs together and directly slid them into one leg of the stocking, pulling it up with force. With one pair of stockings as a base, Qin Ruofeng's legs and waist were soon enveloped by this pair of stockings. The extra stocking leg was then wrapped around his chest. Immediately after, he took out another pair of pantyhose and pulled it over his head. Instantly, the strong odor and the sensation of the stockings rubbing against his face sent electric shivers through Qin Ruofeng's body. How comfortable this was! Qin Ruofeng ecstatically pulled the stockings that covered him from head to toe, wishing he could wrap his entire upper body in them. So, in the end, Qin Ruofeng essentially encased himself from head to toe in stockings before concluding his "reward" session. He lay quietly on the balcony, breathing deeply in a rhythmic pattern, as if wanting to merge with the stockings. He was muttering to himself. "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, I'm completely possessed by you. I love you, I love you, ugh... Punish me severely, let your stockings completely restrain me..." and so on. What Qin Ruofeng didn't know was that the pinhole camera had a wide audio capture range. Therefore, both the segment where he wrapped himself in stockings and his words of confession and satisfied moans, fantasizing about being ravished by Bai Yamei, were recorded and transmitted to someone's mobile client. Around 3 PM, accompanied by the approaching sound of high heels and the click of a lock, Bai Yamei's beautiful figure appeared. "I'm back, little Fengfeng." She stretched, as if to relieve the heat and fatigue, then looked with a peculiar gaze at Qin Ruofeng, who was working on his computer on the sofa a few meters away. "Welcome back, my dear. I've turned on the air conditioning for you and prepared some cooling tea. Have some." Qin Ruofeng temporarily put down his work and held out a cup of tea with a smile. "Oh, by the way, Xiaobai, I just went to the balcony and saw..." "You saw that I had a pair of smelly thick pantyhose, and you took it upon yourself to throw them away, right?" Bai Yamei preempted him. She had already changed her shoes and was lounging lazily on the sofa, her stocking-clad legs curled up on the cushions. "Uh... yes." Qin Ruofeng felt inexplicably guilty. It was then that he noticed his wife was covered in sweat, and the stockings she was wearing now seemed... thicker? He remembered she had worn thin stockings when she left in the morning. "Hmph, how many times has this happened? Tell me yourself, how many pairs of my stockings have you thrown away? Those were money, and several pairs were high-quality ones you gave me, quite expensive, weren't they?" Bai Yamei complained, all the while watching Qin Ruofeng with an amused expression. Qin Ruofeng felt unnerved by her gaze and could only offer a guilty smile, hoping to change the subject. But the next second, his smile couldn't be contained, and his face turned completely red. Because Bai Yamei was humming a tune, she opened her phone and started playing a video. The video emitted Qin Ruofeng's amorous confessions and satisfied gasps towards Bai Yamei... "My little Fengfeng... Tell me, how should I punish you? We've been together for over three years, and only now do I find out you like this." Bai Yamei sighed, almost imperceptibly, as if disappointed that her lover had kept this from her.

Ten minutes later, Liu Mengli pulled a large trolley case and returned to Qin Ruofeng's room, and when she once again opened the door with her employee card, she saw a piece of Qin Ruofeng who was lying on the bed, with half of his upper body as self-bound as possible .... "Brother Feng... You're also really, really anxious." Liu Meng Li said softly, then she locked the door and scratched the safety again, in this way, even if outsiders opened the door, they couldn't enter the room. Thinking of this, Liu Meng Li once again glanced at Qin Ruofeng, this man was at this moment lying well on the bed, his eyes half closed, seemingly waiting for something. "Sleeping beauty? Sleeping beauty?" This was the strange thought within Liu Mengli's heart at this time, but she still dragged her trolley case and came to the bedside. Then, she opened that suitcase of hers. Only to see that inside was the same dense assortment of stockings and panties, all without exception emitting a strong odor. For some reason, Liu Mengli's sister's stockings, unlike her own wife's stockings, didn't have much of a sour smell, instead, they were filled with a fruity and girlish body odor, the smell of foot sweat was also there, but it wasn't strong, this scent easily made Qin Ruofeng think of the feeling of a flower - jasmine. "Brother Feng, do my stockings smell good?" Liu Mengli took out a stocking and put it in front of Qin Ruofeng's nose, only to see Qin Ruofeng almost greedily sniffing the smell on the stocking .... This is simply. Coveting his own flavor? The young girl Liu Mengli felt a burst of fire on her face ..... "Brother Feng, open your mouth... I... I'm going to gag you." With a red face, Liu Meng Li looked at Qin Ruofeng who obediently opened his mouth, and little by little attentively stuffed her stockings, into Qin Ruofeng's mouth. At this time, Qin Ruofeng, only feel as if he was surrounded by a fragrant wind, for the first time he felt, stinky stockings can also have a strange aroma, this feeling is not quite like a smell, more like a breath, filled with youthful hormone breath, deeply attracted Qin Ruofeng. "Mmmmm~" Qin Ruofeng nodded and whimpered gently, then sat up on his upper body, signaling Liu Mengli to thoroughly bind himself with the stockings and place them. Liu Meng Li took a deep breath, she did not go ahead and bind Qin Ruofeng first, instead she first picked up her own pair of black pantyhose and went ahead and blindfolded Qin Ruofeng's eyes. Seeing that the other party could no longer see the change in her complexion, Liu Meng Li almost greedily took a deep breath, it was the male scent that belonged to Qin Ruofeng. She looked at Qin Ruofeng's cheeks and body somewhat dazedly, freezing for a while before she began to recall the method of stocking bondage from the video, she was still using the Japanese bondage method this time, raw but carefully binding Qin Ruofeng's upper body until he was unable to move. Then, biting her bright red lips, she took up one of the stockings on the bed, and started to bundle the luggage like she did in her old home in the countryside, wrapping the stockings around Qin Ruofeng's body one by one, one by one. Not only that, but for the remainder of each extra stocking, Liu Mengli would attach them to the foot of the bed underneath the bed. Because the hotel was worried that the beds weren't secure enough, and was also afraid that the tenants who stayed there would move the beds around haphazardly, each bed was fixed directly underneath to several metal poles, so Liu Mengli could very conveniently make these poles one anchor point to hold Qin Ruofeng in place. One is not enough, two, three four .... Liu Mengli felt as if she was going crazy, she felt as if no matter how it was not perfect enough, she tied a dozen or so stockings in a row, flesh-colored and black ones, and only after she came back to her senses again did she realize that Qin Ruofeng's entire body was basically covered by a dense web of stockings woven with ropes. Qin Ruofeng was feeling very stimulated at this time, and it was even more sturdy than the time his own wife bound him! It was really difficult to move even an inch by himself this time! The stockings that wrapped his hands at this time came from Liu Meng Li's white cotton socks, the sturdiness of the cotton socks also exceeded the stockings by a lot! "Yes .... Sorry... Brother Feng, it seems like I just got possessed." Liu Mengli explained in a tone filled with apologies. But at this moment, Qin Ruofeng couldn't say anything at all either, after all, his mouth had already been stuffed by Liu Mengli's stockings. Then Liu Meng Li also imitated Bai Ya Meng's maneuver, except that she was using her slender little thumb to little by little stuff the short meat silk inside Qin Ruofeng's nostrils. "So exciting .... So comfortable ..... Ah ah ah ah ah, open the toy quickly. I want to be tempered ruthlessly." This was Qin Ruofeng's heartbeat at this moment, and he kept letting his big meat `. `rod [X_X], gently touching Liu Meng Li's stocking legs. "Is it to open the toys... I know Brother Wind .... Then I'll open it oh.... Tomorrow, tomorrow morning, I'll come and let you out...." With a red face, Liu Meng Li opened the jump on Qin Ruofeng in one go . `. Egg, a buzzing sound with Qin Ruofeng's satisfied muffled grunt, Liu Meng Li red-faced, lingeringly glanced at Qin Ruofeng on the bed. She quietly put away her stockings and quietly left the room, leaving behind only a figure on the bed that was struggling and enjoying itself.

Next, she again used her stockings to bind Qin Ruofeng's legs, circling and circling, until his legs, pressed together, were almost like a string of gourds. Bai Yameng had Qin Ruofeng lie flat on the bed, then she began to lift her top and peel off the stockings she was wearing, one by one. This binding... no, this full wrapping, didn't seem to have anything strange about it? Qin Ruofeng was actually wondering at this moment, it seemed his wife didn't plan to drain his essence this time? But he soon knew what his wife intended, because Bai Yameng began to put the warm, sweat-scented, original stockings directly onto his body! It was then that he realized that these stockings had excellent elasticity and were very long, enough to... easily wrap him up! "Raise your hands, yes, good~~~ Put your hands in, ~yes~!" Bai Yameng had Qin Ruofeng first stuff his bound hands into one leg of the pantyhose, then continuously pulled down forcefully, wrapping Qin Ruofeng completely inside. Forced to raise his hands, Qin Ruofeng felt a strange sense of violation. Because his hands were raised, he couldn't immediately protect his body, giving him a feeling of being grabbed and controlled. The stockings on his face constantly emitted a peculiar smell of sweat and odor. Mmm~~ that was his wife's scent. Ha~ Although it wasn't as good as Mengli's stockings, it was the scent he was most familiar with and most captivated by.... Wait... why was he thinking of Liu Mengli just now? Qin Ruofeng hesitated for a moment, but quickly cast it aside. He cooperated with his wife, letting her wrap the four pairs of stockings he was wearing, layer by layer, onto his body. All these stockings, without exception, were very elastic and long, which made Qin Ruofeng feel incredibly good during the wrapping process. The scent in his nostrils was his wife's scent. His breathing also became difficult because the stockings were warm and humid. Almost every breath, Qin Ruofeng had to inhale forcefully to delay the arrival of suffocation. Bai Yameng, giggling, took out the last pair of pantyhose, which was the thick black silk she wore on the outside. "This way, you won't be able to see outside, and you can only be toyed with by me," Bai Yameng said in a low voice as she leaned down. The last pair of pantyhose was clearly longer and thicker than the previous four pairs. When Qin Ruofeng was completely wrapped inside, his hands couldn't even reach the toe of the stocking, and his feet didn't feel any new tightness. Then, Bai Yameng forcefully pulled the opening of the stocking and tied several tight knots, ensuring it wouldn't come undone. After that, she went to Qin Ruofeng's head, lifted the leg of the pantyhose there, and pulled it towards the head of the bed. A ratchet clamp had already been fixed there (screwed onto a metal pipe, when something was placed in the clamp, turning the screw would cause the clamp to grip tightly, very sturdy). Why was this? Oh, Bai Yameng answered their question. She pulled the excess part and fixed it directly to the head of the bed. The pressure from the screw was immense, and the clamp held very firmly. The stocking toe that had been pulled here was completely secured. Bai Yameng treated the stocking leg that wrapped Qin Ruofeng's lower body in the same way. This was equivalent to fixing Qin Ruofeng inside a stocking tube. Qin Ruofeng couldn't get up, couldn't escape, couldn't lift his legs... At this moment, Bai Yameng took out small scissors and began to carefully release Qin Ruofeng's cock. "You dared to bully me! This time I'm going to eat you up!" Bai Yameng said sweetly. She stepped forward and straddled Qin Ruofeng. However, at this moment, she was only wearing a pair of ultra-thin crotchless stockings, without underwear. She sat directly on Qin Ruofeng's face, and in an instant, Qin Ruofeng's nose and mouth were pressed beneath Bai Yameng's buttocks. There seemed to be a faint trickle of air, allowing Little Fengfeng to breathe with difficulty, but it was all residual product squeezed from Bai Yameng's pussy. The pervasive moisture, odor, and the fishy smell of a woman's crotch all rushed towards him, making Qin Ruofeng feel as if he had entered the humid interior of a young girl's arousal. At this time, Bai Yameng had already cut open the stockings, revealing that big cock. Bai Yameng gently brushed a stray hair from her ear, then leaned down, preparing to give the scoundrel beneath her a different kind of oral sex. More of Xiao Jiu's wonderful works: "Magic Stockings and the Stories They Caused," "Teacher Mingyue's Stocking Collection," "I Own a Dimensional Stocking Binding Shop," etc. They are currently on a big discount. If you still love Xiao Jiu's stocking discipline, you can purchase and support your little sister. Hehe!

Qin Ruofeng moaned loudly, suspended in mid-air within the latex vibrator, almost an oval sphere. To Bai Xintong, the black latex mass before her trembled restlessly in the air, revealing a cock wrapped in stockings and two quivering balls. "Hahaha, so much fun, my little Fengfeng, so cute..." Bai Xintong smiled, walking beneath Qin Ruofeng. She reached out, gently cupped, and stroked Qin Ruofeng's stocking-clad cock a few times. Instantly, the trembling latex mass stopped struggling. "Ouch, so cute, just a little touch and you're this stimulated? Looks like it felt a bit better because your cock was stroked?" Bai Xintong cooed, leaning in. "Yes, so good..." These few strokes made Qin Ruofeng cry out loudly. The unparalleled pleasure was like a computer processor upgrading from an old 1998 model to a high-spec 2022 Core i7 gaming processor, sending waves of pleasure throughout his entire body. "Comfortable, perfect..." Qin Ruofeng couldn't help but immerse himself in the combined stimulation of his entire body and the touch and stroking of his lower half. However, Bai Xintong only moved a few times and then stopped. Soon, the frenzy in his body returned with a vengeance... Qin Ruofeng involuntarily began to struggle and wail. "Heh heh... This is... En, let me see, 15 minutes. Little Fengfeng, although still short, you have good stamina for a male sub. Now it's reward time." Bai Xintong moved a nearby stool next to Qin Ruofeng's latex mass, then went to the computer and clicked a button labeled "Spirit-Body Union." This setting focused on stimulating sensitive areas like Qin Ruofeng's nipples and inner thighs, making the latex vibrate with a more undulating motion. That is, wave after wave of vibration, rather than continuous buzzing. Then, she sat down comfortably in her chair and extended her stockinged foot. "Woooo!" Qin Ruofeng moaned in pleasure. Bai Xintong's stockinged foot now caressed Qin Ruofeng's cock, the warm, soft, thick stockings rubbing slowly and with slight pressure. "En~~ En~~ En~~~" Qin Ruofeng's moans shifted from pained, excited cries to comfortable, involuntary hums from the depths of his throat. When people are extremely comfortable, they moan involuntarily, let alone with the full-body stimulation he was experiencing, which provided a continuous supply of pleasure to his cock. There was once a very cute person, Teacher Mingyue, who said that if a man's pleasure during sex is 10, then blindfolding doubles it, gagging doubles it again, and nipple play doubles it once more. If he's also bound and his soles or other body parts are played with, it multiplies by at least 2-3 times. Therefore, Qin Ruofeng was now hurtling towards ejaculation. The pleasure, tens of times greater than during normal sex, was crashing against the final dam, attempting to release the long-accumulated essence. However, they encountered a soft yet unbreakable barrier. A chastity ring. "Playing like this isn't enough just once!" Bai Xintong watched the swaying figure in mid-air with a wicked smile, resting one hand on her chin. Her comfortably placed stockinged feet, like mischievous kittens, would knead Qin Ruofeng's cock a couple of times, sometimes lightly touching it, then quickly withdrawing. One could see Qin Ruofeng's cock, held tightly by the chastity ring, thrashing about as if against his will. The visible veins throbbed, and with each friction of the stocking, it seemed to cry out. "My brain... is going to break... Ha... Let me go... I want it so badly..." Qin Ruofeng was on the verge of delirium from the constant pleasure and the intermittent rubbing and stimulation of his cock. His muddled words, however, could not reach Bai Xintong outside through the vibrating latex pad. "En... It seems little Fengfeng is also reaching his limit. En... The veins on his cock are engorged to their limit, no longer throbbing, indicating that the semen has filled the vas deferens, just waiting for the final release, right? Hehehe... Well then, let me see how much you can spray." Bai Xintong removed her stockinged foot and got up to retrieve a very expensive airplane cup. The bottom of the cup was custom-made to be completely transparent, and its complex internal design directly stimulated the glans and corona, the erogenous zones of a man. In terms of effect, it was absolutely on par with professional oral sex or bedroom skills. "Pfft... Pfft... (Sound of lubricant being poured in)... Pfft! (Sound of the cup being attached to Qin Ruofeng's cock)." Then, Bai Xintong happily turned on the airplane cup, and a "buzz~~" of intense vibration filled the air, dense and rhythmic. "Ughhhh ahhhhhhh!!! So stimulating ahhhhhhh!!! No, no, I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy!" Qin Ruofeng felt like he was walking a tightrope between heaven and hell. This stimulation was unbearable for any man, let alone Qin Ruofeng, who was already highly libidinous. The chastity ring had its limits. Although the soft rubber ring could suppress most of the force of ejaculation, when the semen continuously built up pressure, attempted to erupt, even the chastity ring could not prevent a man from reaching his heaven, unless... the meatus was blocked.

Bai Yameng conducted an experiment with her breasts. As the suction cups attached, they immediately felt close, as if her nipples were being gently squeezed by hand. Her nipples were then clamped tightly between two vibrators, creating a subtle sense of pressure. She couldn't imagine the effect when these two devices were actually working. The ends of the two suction cups were connected to wires, a controller, and two small battery packs. Seeing this, Bai Yameng chuckled. She realized this setup would allow for complete coverage, as everything could be worn under her stockings and even activated through the fabric. "Pfft... Huh? Little darling, you're already this wet? Truly... Never mind, I'll change it for you. *Sigh*... No, I won't change it. You'll just get it wet again soon anyway. I'll put something else inside for you~" Bai Yameng brought out a small U-shaped vibrator and inserted it into Clara's nether regions, then secured it with her underwear. She pondered that her roommate seemed unsatisfied with mere stimulation. Since Bai Yameng didn't plan to use the aphrodisiac gas this time, she would need to provide more intense stimulation to drive her little slutty cat roommate completely wild. So, she retrieved a super-strong vibrating egg, nearly the size of a regular egg. It also had a wire connecting to a power pack. Bai Yameng took a pair of sheer flesh-toned stockings, inserted the egg into one, then parted Clara's pussy and inserted the entire thing. "Mmmph!" Clara winced, her beautiful brows furrowing slightly. Even in her unconscious state, she felt discomfort. But once Bai Yameng had fully inserted the large vibrator, Clara's instinctive struggles ceased. Clara now resembled a large doll. Her breasts were held by transparent suction cups, and suspicious wires and bulges were visible beneath her underwear. She was only wearing semi-transparent lace panties, and the velvet flesh-toned pantyhose that Bai Yameng had painstakingly put on her. "Next are your hands, then your legs. I won't let you touch the switches for these toys, so you'll experience that feeling of being unable to reach, unable to see, unable to touch," Bai Yameng muttered to herself. Bai Yameng used two single stockings as hand mitts, preparing to put them on Clara. But first, she needed to secure Clara's hands firmly behind her back. Bai Yameng knew Clara was very flexible. Because she had modeled for a dream-like reality, Clara had developed extraordinary flexibility, which benefited Bai Yameng. She was able to perform a European-style straight-arm bind, similar to an elbow lock. Then, the stockings transformed into ropes, binding Clara's upper body tightly. From her wrists to her elbows, Bai Yameng specifically tightened the stockings. She then used the pantyhose, putting one leg over Clara's bound arms behind her back, and pulling the other leg over her head. Before pulling it over her head, Bai Yameng stuffed the stocking she had just worn into Clara's mouth, then continued to pull the pantyhose on. Next was the lower body. Bai Yameng propped Clara up, chest against thighs, and then used stockings to cover her head and legs, encasing Clara once more in pantyhose. She then placed Clara on the bed in a prone position. This time, she first put Clara's upper body into a stocking. Then, she lifted Clara's already stocking-wrapped legs and pulled the stocking over them again. The opening of the stocking was left in front of Clara. Then came another stocking, and another... until four layers of stockings completely encased Clara in a flesh-toned cocoon. Bai Yameng finally let out a sigh of relief. By now, Clara, struggling to breathe and with the passage of time, was in a semi-conscious state. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph~!" A faint sound came from within the stocking cocoon. Bai Yameng then produced a latex hood... and slid it down over Clara's incredibly smooth head. Without waiting for Clara's reaction, she tightened the drawstring of the latex hood around her neck and immediately activated all the toys on Clara. "Mmmph!!!!!!!" A terrified whimper came from inside the latex hood. The sudden assault of the toys caused Clara's body to tense and struggle. However, the layers of stockings were no match for Clara's strength. The overwhelming tightness made her feel like an insect trapped in a spiderweb. Worse still, she was running out of air. The latex hood had only two tiny breathing holes. Under the pressure of the layers of stockings, combined with the tightness of the hood itself, Clara's breathing became increasingly difficult... Unable to move, unable to see, her nipples and pussy still being stimulated by the toys... "Ahhhhhhh! Bai Yameng, my darling, please spare me! It's too much! I can't breathe!" Clara wailed from within the stocking cocoon. To Bai Yameng, the wriggling stocking cocoon in front of her looked like a bug trying to escape, rubbing frantically back and forth. "Hoo hoo hoo~ My darling is truly too adorable. Let me hug you." Bai Yameng, feeling playful, hugged the stocking cocoon and gave it a good squeeze. As Bai Yameng's body made contact and her movements continued, Clara's inner excitement and fear intertwined. Each unknown touch, each vibration within her, sent her into a frenzy. "Hoo... Hoo... My body feels so strange... The stimulation is getting stronger and stronger..." Clara whimpered. Due to the lack of oxygen, her senses had reached a critical point. The pleasure intensified dramatically, while the pain gradually receded. In this state, she was overwhelmed by a powerful orgasm. "Mmmmmmmooooooaaaaaahhhhh!" The stocking cocoon began to shake at an incredibly high frequency, almost making Bai Yameng lose her grip on the rolling cocoon.

"Thump, thump, thud, creak~!" It sounded like someone was moving a box, but because Qin Ruofeng was inside, this box-like thing was exceptionally heavy, requiring three forceful attempts before it was finally set upright. Yes, this was indeed an oversized suitcase. The "thump, thump" sounds were the result of three failed lifting attempts, causing the suitcase to slam back onto the ground. Poor Qin Ruofeng experienced two "hydraulic" compressions. The surrounding damp, moist environment, filled with the presence of liquid from stockings or smelly socks, had indeed been subjected to two "heavy pressures," causing some liquid to spill out. This gave Qin Ruofeng a strange sense of shock and stimulation, but he was utterly helpless to struggle or escape. He did enjoy the scent of smelly stockings and feet, the aroma of sweaty, stinky feet that particularly ignited his "sexual interest." However, being completely wrapped and rubbed by these sticky, smelly stockings gave him a peculiar feeling of returning to the womb, albeit a smelly and sticky one. "This is truly... perverted. Ah, I'm also... quite perverted." Qin Ruofeng could still silently complain, as if he were in his mother's womb, being jostled twice. But then, a sensation that made his anus clench came over him: he was being flipped over. Just like a real infant, he was now head-down, bottom-up, legs-up. Because his head was down, gravity naturally pushed his legs down, forcing his thighs close to his chest in a strange position. "Wuwuwu!!" The weight suddenly concentrated on his neck and head, causing Qin Ruofeng immense pain. This head-down position made his body slide uncontrollably. The filling inside the suitcase was smelly stockings and cotton socks, which naturally deformed and compressed under pressure. They also slid with the compression... Thus, the pitiable (or perhaps enviable) Qin Ruofeng, amidst discomfort and moans, slowly slid to the bottom of the stocking pile. This feeling was truly something Qin Ruofeng both loved and hated. The sticky stockings continuously slid against his skin. He was confined within layers of stockings, as if a silk cocoon were sliding back and forth within a silk tube. It was indescribably pleasurable for Qin Ruofeng, yet the feeling of his entire body weight resting solely on his neck made breathing difficult. "Pfft!! Cough cough cough!!!" Something even more uncomfortable happened: his head hit the bottom. The stockings beneath his head were compressed and pushed aside to the extreme. Qin Ruofeng felt as if he were leaning against hard foam plastic, except that this plastic, when pressed, squeezed out water. The moist, foul odor genuinely choked Qin Ruofeng. This cough, however, caused his body to rub and squirm within the stocking pile... truly making him unable to stop. The suitcase stopped moving. After shifting, Qin Ruofeng no longer felt the intense stimulation. Instead, the head-down position pressed down on him, making his entire body uncomfortable. He began to try hard to adjust his position back to lying down. At least... leaning his back down would allow him to catch his breath? However... as soon as he made a larger movement, the suitcase would sway, causing Qin Ruofeng immense panic. Would it fall again? Yet, as if to confirm his worst fears, when he tried to push back, he missed, causing the suitcase to "thump-snap" as it fell to the ground. "Ngh!!" The sensation of weightlessness and helplessness as the suitcase fell sent a jolt through Qin Ruofeng. His adrenaline surged, and cold sweat rushed from his lower back to the crown of his head, leaving him covered in a fine sheen of perspiration. But after the suitcase fell, a wave of lingering fear and the sticky, damp feeling after sweating set in... Even more embarrassing, Qin Ruofeng felt something strange with his penis. He couldn't control it, and some mysterious fluid began to leak out. It was as if his control over his penis had rapidly diminished, and the fluid was not just pre-ejaculate but also mixed with some [X_X] with a hint of musk. "No way!!! Could it be... a diuretic? No! And why is it so stimulating? Could it be... I've also been drugged?" From the moment a little fluid leaked from his lower body, Qin Ruofeng felt increasingly wrong. The suitcase also became more stuffy due to his struggles. Heavy panting came from Qin Ruofeng's nostrils. His mouth was already so full of uncontrollable saliva that the wad of unknown mixture inside was completely soaked. Breathing air through his mouth was now impossible, as every attempt to inhale would draw in his own saliva. What terrified him was that the air he was breathing was becoming increasingly humid, as if all the stockings in the suitcase were being dampened. The filtered air carried moisture. If he sweated more and the suitcase got hotter, would these stockings become completely soaked? Wouldn't every breath he took then be... No, no, this was simply... Qin Ruofeng struggled even more frantically. Even with all his strength, twisting his body and kicking the suitcase with his stocking-bound feet, he could only produce faint "thud, thud" sounds. "Ngh! Ngh! Ngh!!" Qin Ruofeng didn't know how long it had been, but his lower body could no longer hold back. The surging urge to urinate stimulated him, causing him to writhe involuntarily. And finally.... the [X_X] mixed with pre-ejaculate burst forth, drenching the stocking cocoon that enveloped him and staining a large area of the stockings inside the suitcase.