The Countess wants to be tied up today, too.

In the divine realm, a place of opulent grandeur and solemn majesty, reside deities of diverse abilities. These gods command flames, lightning, beasts, and magic, honing their powers within worlds they govern. However, the palace of the Binding God stands apart. Its solemn halls are adorned with an array of blush-inducing, heart-pounding implements. From phallic replicas crafted from the genitalia of monstrous beings from various realms to ropes woven from exotic flora, a unique atmosphere permeates the space. The entire palace is suffused with a cloying scent, the pheromonal essence of a divine beast's specialized glands from a distant world. Only a select few handmaidens serve within the Binding God's palace. Each is a divine emissary of considerable power, yet their current state belies their divine might. The handmaidens wear metallic bodices, the镂空 center perfectly framing their nipples, clamped firmly in place by the metal. Their hands are bound behind their backs, allowing for free movement but restrained by luminous manacles that prevent them from separating their hands by more than ten centimeters. Each handmaiden sports stockings of varying colors, their garters attached to a corset fashioned from the hide of a魔龙 from a particular realm, expertly cinching their waists to their smallest circumference. Their feet are encased in metallic 15-centimeter stilettos, granting them an imposing height but rendering movement exceedingly difficult. The heels fit their feet perfectly, appearing welded in place, leaving one to wonder how they are ever removed. The handmaidens are all fitted with hoods that expose only their eyes, nostrils, and mouths. However, most are further silenced by rubber gag balls, preventing any loud disturbances that might reach the divine realm. Some handmaidens have their eyes completely obscured by blindfolds, and their ears are plugged with latex stoppers. Deprived of their senses, they dare not move freely, remaining rooted in place, their purpose at the Binding God's whim unknown. Even more handmaidens have become integral parts of the palace's decor. Some are suspended from the ceiling, a candle that burns eternally held in their mouths—a gift from the Fire God. Bound by crimson chains, these handmaidens are immobilized, serving as living chandeliers. Others are locked onto iron racks with their arms outstretched, their limbs adorned with luxurious furs. Gagged, blindfolded, and with their ears sealed with wax, they can only occasionally gauge if they are being utilized as human coat racks by the subtle shifts in weight on their arms.

As dusk settled, Raul was leading the guards on patrol around the Count's castle. Though the territory of Laitai was meager, it was plagued by bandits and pirates. He cautioned the patrolling soldiers to be vigilant during their night shifts and was about to head home when he saw Juer, Hairiel's personal maid, approaching him. Juer sidled up to Raul and whispered in his ear, "General, we've apprehended a criminal in secret today, and we'd like your help with the interrogation." Raul was taken aback and quickly followed Juer back to the Count's castle. On the way, Juer explained that because the criminal was apprehended secretly, they dared not make a fuss and had temporarily confined her to the castle's private dungeon. Raul followed Juer into the castle and descended several levels underground until they reached the dungeon floor. Juer pointed to the room at the farthest end. Raul walked to the door and peered through the gap in the iron gate. Inside the cell was a woman. She was bound in a spread-eagle position with leather ropes and suspended in the air by chains hanging from the ceiling. Her entire body was covered in black latex, and even her face was concealed by a full-head latex mask. The only way to identify her as a woman was the two enormous mounds, no, enormous melons, protruding from the chest of the black latex humanoid. The woman had a voluptuous and perfect figure, which was made even more alluring by the tight-fitting latex. Raul, accustomed to military life, rarely encountered beautiful women. Laitai was remote, and the brothels there only offered women Raul considered to be unsightly. To suddenly see such a sexy stunner, Raul's [redacted] couldn't help but stir. Realizing Juer was watching him, Raul cleared his throat and asked, "What crime has this woman committed?" Juer opened the cell door and led Raul inside, approaching the woman. Juer reached for a hook at the mouth of the full-head mask and pulled. It turned out the mask had an opening at the mouth, but it was plugged with a latex ball. As Juer pulled the latex ball out, a thick, ten-centimeter-long rod was revealed behind it. As the rod was pulled out, a large amount of saliva flowed from the woman's mouth. Raul had never witnessed such a scene; his lower body immediately became rigid. Juer said slowly, "As the General can see, this woman is incredibly lewd and has seduced the General. The General must interrogate her thoroughly."

A few days later, in the back alley of "Beauty Paradise," a graceful figure, cloaked from head to toe, hurried out of the establishment. Suddenly, several masked men leaped out, blocking her path. With a startled cry, the woman tried to flee, but the men quickly gagged her and bound her with ropes. Her cloak was torn away, yet her face remained unseen. She was wearing a full-coverage latex hood, the most sought-after commodity in Iron City, worn by every woman at "Beauty Paradise." Later, people discovered that the hoods were an excellent way to conceal one's identity. Many prostitutes, working in secret, began wearing them after their shifts, only removing them far from "Beauty Paradise." The woman was thrown onto a waiting carriage, which quickly departed. Despite it being broad daylight, the streets of "Beauty Paradise," a district that never slept, were deserted, and the back alley was utterly empty. Without any obstruction, the carriage left the city and headed west. After about half an hour, it stopped before a small cottage in the countryside. The men dragged the bound woman inside and threw her onto the bed, reinforcing her restraints. She was now restrained in a manner typically used for spies by the military. Her clothes were stripped off to ensure she carried no hidden weapons. Then, starting from her ankles, ropes were wound around her legs every five centimeters, creating an extremely tight binding. Her hands were tied behind her back, and a pair of chains were added to further secure her arms, preventing any slack in the ropes. This method of binding, designed for spies, seemed excessively strict for a frail woman. Her hands were pressed together, each finger individually bound to its neighbor, leaving her digits with no room for movement. Her mouth was stuffed with her own foul-smelling panties and stockings, then secured with a strip of cloth. These garments still carried the essence of last night's passionate encounters, emitting a disgusting odor. Her eyes were blindfolded, and her ears were plugged with tight cotton. The woman could do nothing but moan and whimper, unable to even struggle. Two masked men watched her cautiously. Though the bulge in their lower garments betrayed their inner desire for this woman, their professionalism kept them from any lapse in vigilance. It was nearing noon. Raul sat at the entrance of a tavern near the Count's castle, observing the activity within from a distance. He saw people rushing about the castle and imagined the scene: the Countess, who hadn't risen at this hour, was discovered missing by servants, and the entire castle was in an uproar searching for her. More and more people were entering and exiting the castle gates, clearly dispatched to find the Countess. Then, Raul saw Zhu'er emerge from the main entrance and make a gesture towards him from afar. Raul knew his other team had succeeded. He downed his beer, set down his mug, mounted his horse, and rode out of the city.

The woman's gasping for air dropped, her mind slowly regaining the ability to think. I wondered what the countess was up to, raping herself without asking anything right off the bat. But the woman had heard once during her previous training that some women had strange fetishes and were interested in women like men. Perhaps the Countess was one of those characters. In her previous training, the woman had been trained in torture. She knew that many torture officers would not just start asking questions as soon as they came up, but would first humiliate and [X_X] the captive, and wait until the captive had lost his sanity before stepping in to torture him. This technique was very cruel. The woman had read picture books during her previous training, and many of the female captives, after such torture, not only gave up their information, but instead willingly became sex slaves. The next step would definitely be to torture herself. The woman's head began to spin again, calculating how to respond to the various questions pressed by the other party. The false identity and false purpose were all ready. But she didn't know that Haleel preferred to play with her captive in a sensible way than to figure out the woman's employer and purpose. At this point Hyrille was still figuring out what to do next. A crazy and exciting word came to mind: all-inclusive coffin buried alive detention. As the daughter of the God of Binding, Helier had naturally experienced all kinds of interesting constraints in the God of Binding Temple. As the bloodline inheritor of an absolute SM bondage obsessed woman, Helier loved all kinds of bondage. But even so, she could only say that she loved and hated the all-inclusive coffin burial restraints. The so-called all-inclusive coffin burial restraint, as the name suggests, was to bind a slave girl in a coffin in an all-inclusive manner, and then bury the coffin alive. This was the ultimate form of restraint. Harriet had experienced it two or three times before, and the experience of being completely incapacitated and having her senses cut off was maddening. Each time, Harriet thought she had been abandoned by the world. What would be the effect of using a restraint that even a restraint-obsessed woman like herself felt desperate to use on this captive? Helier felt excited. The woman watched as Helier revealed an expression like a big bad wolf staring at a white rabbit, and mentally prepared herself. But she didn't know that Haleel was a demented woman who was more perverted than the big bad wolf, while she herself was more helpless than the white rabbit. Haleel whispered some more to Pearl. Then Pearl turned and went out the door. After a while, Pearl appeared pushing a cart. The woman almost didn't dare to look at what cruel torture props Helier would take out, but she forced herself to hold back her trepidation in an effort to keep her eyes open and watch, trying to figure out the countess's thoughts on torture. But it was still a large pile of black latex that met her eyes. Harriet had Vine pull off all the clothing from the woman's body. To the woman's surprise, Helielle didn't start torturing her. Quite the contrary, Harriet was restraining her. First, Haryl took out a [X_X] rubber high heeled boot. The heel of the boot was a full 20 centimeters high, completely depriving anyone of the ability to walk. Haleel put these high-heeled boots on the woman, then locked the lock on the top of the boot and took out the key and put it aside. The woman felt the insteps of her feet being chipped straight. Immediately afterward, Haleel pushed a couple of protruding bumps on the soles of the boots. The woman felt a pain in the soles of her feet and knew that it was a couple of sharp latex spikes pushing upward against the points of her feet. Now, even if there were no restraints on the woman, she feared she would not be able to move an inch. However the seemingly harsh foot restraints were only the beginning of the restraints on the woman's lower body. Haleel took out more than a dozen latex restraint straps and tied one around the woman's legs every five centimeters. The woman's calves and thighs were tightly pressed together and could not be separated at all. Next, a very tight latex holster was started up the woman's feet. The holster was particularly tight and it took a great deal of effort for Haleel and Jenelle to get it onto the woman's calves.

In the darkness, Kong Yunlei could only hear her heart pounding wildly. She quickly tried to unlock the clasps on her wrists and elbows in reverse. With another click, her hands were free. Kong Yunlei then comfortably re-clasped her hands and arms behind her back. Kong Yunlei attempted to stand up, but as soon as she pushed herself up, she felt an intense stimulation in her feet. It turned out that the seemingly ordinary soles of the high heels had several hard sections. When her feet lifted off the ground, there was no pressure, and she thought it was just the protrusions inside the latex socks. But when her feet landed and bore weight, the hard parts of the latex high heel soles would push up, further driving the protrusions at the bottom of the latex socks into the soles of her feet. Kong Yunlei collapsed onto the bed. She tried to gasp for air, but the gag in her mouth blocked her breath. She could only inhale small puffs of air through the breathing tube in her nose. At this moment, she felt the restrictive effect of the breathing tube. Normally, her breathing was steady, and she barely noticed any change. But when she tried to take a deep breath, she discovered that there must be a mechanism inside the breathing tube that obstructed the rapid passage of air. Only when she breathed slowly could she inhale smoothly. She lay on her side on the soft, large bed, breathing slowly, and finally adjusted. Now, Kong Yunlei dared not stand up. She sat on the bed. Her whole body felt hot, as if she was craving some invasion of her lower body. Kong Yunlei was wearing a full latex suit, otherwise she would have felt that the bed had been soaked with her own fluids. At this moment, she felt an extreme emptiness in her lower body, and even had some terrifying thoughts: she wished she had put on that latex panty earlier. Fortunately, she had put the latex panty and the two large latex dildos inside back into the drawer. If they had been within reach, who knows what she might have done just now. Kong Yunlei felt that she was actually a slutty, lowly woman, feeling both ashamed and incredibly stimulated. But she didn't know that her reaction was not just her own nature, but also related to the lubricant she had just used. Although it appeared to be just lubricant for wearing the latex suit, it actually contained aphrodisiacs that Hailey had obtained from "Beauty Paradise." Even a small amount of this drug would greatly enhance the mood for ordinary people, let alone for Kong Yunlei, who had smeared it all over her body to put on the latex suit. At this moment, Kong Yunlei thought of a novel she had found in her family's library when she was a child. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, some dissolute young man had placed an erotic novel in the library, and Kong Yunlei, who loved to read, had seen it. The novel described a lady who went out for a trip and was tied up and thrown onto a bed by thugs, suffering a tragic ordeal. Of course, the novel would eventually tell readers that the story was a warning to young ladies to be careful when going out. But Kong Yunlei's attention was focused on the descriptions of the lady being tied up and violated. She was so helpless, so pitiful... But the bondage and confinement the lady in the novel endured was child's play compared to what Kong Yunlei was experiencing now. The lady in the novel was only gagged with a cloth ball and blindfolded with a strip of cloth, and later, when she escaped, she easily spat out the cloth ball and rubbed off the blindfold. The bindings on the lady's body were also very simple. But Kong Yunlei was now completely sealed by latex, her legs completely

The audience erupted in cheers at the sight of the extensive collection of restraints for the captive madam. First, a long, triangular latex sheath was presented. The beautiful assistant, while restraining Christie, explained to the audience that this latex sheath could immobilize the female slave's arms straight behind her back. The assistant brought Christie's hands together behind her back, then slid the sheath over them, from her fingertips to the end of her upper arms, before securing the buckle. This rendered Christie's hands completely unable to separate behind her back. The assistant continued to demonstrate the ingenuity of this restraint. From the base of the sheath, where it encircled the end of Christie's upper arms, a circular latex strap extended. The assistant then looped this strap around Christie's neck and tightened it, forcing Christie to keep her head forward in the position required to swallow the giant latex cock. If she struggled to break free from the arm restraints behind her back, she risked strangling herself and losing the ability to breathe. Since Christie's hands were bound behind her, she couldn't be secured to the vertical wooden frame in front of her as the other assistant had been. The assistants were prepared for this, bringing out a slender iron chain. They wrapped it around the frame in front of Christie's chest, then clipped the ends to the tips of Christie's [X_X] on either side. Christie let out a wail, which, even muffled by the giant latex cock, was clearly heard by the audience, eliciting a surge of excitement. This restraint also prevented Christie from moving away from the wooden frame, as the clips would severely punish any attempt to escape her [X_X]. Christie's feet were restrained in a simple yet brutal manner. The two beautiful assistants asked for help from two audience members, who brought over two massive iron blocks, each weighing perhaps fifty kilograms. The bottom of each iron block had a curved groove, perfectly fitting over Christie's feet and lower legs. Not only was Christie a delicate woman with little strength, but even if she could move a hundred-kilogram iron block, her feet were now held straight with her legs, rendering her completely unable to exert force. The two beautiful assistants used wheels at the base of the apparatus to rotate the restrained Christie 360 degrees, displaying her to the audience from every angle. This restraint was already quite secure, but the female assistants decided to increase the difficulty for Christie. Disregarding Christie's muffled protests, the assistants placed a tight latex blindfold over Christie's head, depriving her of her sight. Now, Christie could only grope for an escape in the darkness. One assistant went backstage to retrieve a large grandfather clock, which was placed on the stage. Another assistant brought a large piece of cloth and covered the tightly restrained Christie and the apparatus. The audience could see Christie still attempting to escape through the slight struggles and muffled sounds emanating from beneath the cloth. "The madam has 5 minutes to escape. If she fails to escape this contraption within 5 minutes, the performance is a failure," one assistant announced, striking the grandfather clock to start the countdown. Then, both assistants retreated backstage, leaving the stage to Christie, covered by the cloth and securely restrained. The audience began to murmur amongst themselves. "How is this even possible to escape?" "I'm telling you, this is just a gimmick. When they announce the challenge failed, we'll get to enjoy the madam." "So that's how it is..." Many in the audience speculated that the madam was merely performing a sexual bondage act, and failure was inevitable.