Doublestar SM Text (Part 1: Begins in Cloudland)

"Husband, Yun'er is so tired, can Yun'er rest for a bit?" Yun Yun ultimately didn't dare to answer Xiao Yan's question directly, instead acting coy. "It seems my little Yun'er is a bit tired. In that case, then we..." Xiao Yan paused mysteriously, then chuckled, "shall try a different game." Yun Yun had initially thought Xiao Yan would let her rest. Upon hearing his words, "try a different game," she was startled, unsure what new trick he had up his sleeve to torment her. Xiao Yan, indeed, had no intention of letting Yun Yun rest. He wanted to indulge himself today and have his fill of playing with his Yun'er. Xiao Yan untied the ropes around Yun Yun's feet. Finally freed from holding the splits for an hour, Yun Yun hadn't even had a chance to catch her breath before Xiao Yan grabbed her ankles and dragged her to the foot of the bed. Yun Yun quickly understood what he intended. Xiao Yan opened the foot shackles, placed Yun Yun's feet into the two circular openings, and with a "click," he closed the shackles, binding her beautiful, stocking-clad feet completely. "Next, we'll play your favorite game again, Yun'er – tickling," Xiao Yan said, caressing the soles of her feet with a smile. "Oh, you! Who likes being tickled by you?" Yun Yun pouted playfully. She tried to move her feet, but the shackles were indeed sturdy, offering no room for escape. She then attempted to use her Dou Qi wind blades to cut through them, but as soon as her Dou Qi touched the shackles, it felt as if it were being absorbed, leaving them completely unmoved. "It's useless, Yun'er," Xiao Yan said, seeing Yun Yun's actions. He stroked her beautiful feet in his hands and chuckled, "These are specially made. They absorb and are immune to Dou Qi. You absolutely cannot break free." "Mmm, that's true," Yun Yun nodded. Xiao Yan sat on the floor at the foot of the bed, gazing at the pair of stocking-clad feet so close to him. Whenever he played with these beautiful feet, Xiao Yan couldn't help but admire them. The stockings, after being licked and dampened by sweat, clung to her skin, with only the slightly concave arch remaining unattached, making her feet even more alluring. He then brought his fingers to his lips, exhaled a breath, and slowly reached towards Yun Yun's soles. "Well then, we're starting now, little Yun'er." Seeing Xiao Yan's approaching hands, Yun Yun fearfully closed her eyes. As his fingers touched the soles of her feet, her bell-like laughter echoed through the cave once more. Yun Yun's legs twitched uncontrollably, shaking the foot shackles with a "creak." Her feet writhed and twisted, but they couldn't evade Xiao Yan's fingers. She was tickled so much that she couldn't even sit up, collapsing onto the bed and rolling around like a fish. She would occasionally sit up, only to fall back down, her purple hair becoming disheveled from her struggles. "Hahahaha... Husband... Hahahaha... Stop... It tickles so much... Hahahaha!" Yun Yun's laughter was so intense she could barely speak. "Where does it tickle, little Yun'er?" Her small feet, like fish out of water, wriggled and squirmed. The toes, encased in stockings, flexed and unflexed, creating folds that were incredibly enticing. How could Xiao Yan resist such temptation? His fingers dug in with more vigor, scratching and tickling the soles of Yun Yun's feet, eliciting wave after wave of her delighted laughter. "Darling, where does it tickle?" Xiao Yan teased as he continued to tickle. "Hahahaha... The arch... Hahahaha... It tickles so much... Hahahaha!" Yun Yun giggled. "Oh, the arch? Then Husband will tickle it for you, and it won't tickle anymore." Xiao Yan grabbed one of Yun Yun's constantly moving feet, spread her toes, and with his other hand, he scraped and tickled her arch repeatedly, making Yun Yun feel like she was questioning her very existence from the ticklishness. She thrashed on the bed, her beautiful eyes crinkling into crescent moons, tears of laughter streaming from them. "Rip! Rip!" With the sound of stockings tearing, two fair, tender feet, already reddened from the tickling, were revealed. Her ten delicate toes curled shyly. Xiao Yan spread them open again and then took all five of one foot's toes into his mouth, licking and nibbling at the base of her toes. His other hand unceremoniously scraped and tickled the exposed tender arch, drawing forth another cascade of laughter. After an hour of playing with her small, tender feet, Xiao Yan finally had his fill and stopped. The moment he ceased, Yun Yun lay on the bed, utterly exhausted and unwilling to move. Her pretty face was flushed red from laughter, and her disheveled hair clung to her face. This time, Xiao Yan finally, in his benevolence, allowed Yun Yun to rest, as he himself was starting to feel hungry.

"Keep going, little babies, just one more lap and we're done," Xiao Yan cheerfully walked around the room, holding two chains connected to collars, which were worn by two naked beauties. They were Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran, whom Xiao Yan had just taken as his female slaves. The master and disciple were in a sorry state. Both were tightly bound by ropes, their arms tied behind their backs, and their legs bound from the thighs to the ankles. This made it difficult to even take a step. Yet, Xiao Yan was pulling them forward by their neck collars, forcing them to hop forward with their feet together, inching along with great difficulty. To make matters worse, they were gagged and blindfolded, unable to see the path ahead, which made it hard to maintain balance. Every hop was precarious, almost leading to a fall. They had already hopped around the room for five laps, and Xiao Yan showed no signs of pity. The two women could only let out muffled groans and struggle forward on their delicate, bare feet. Xiao Yan, on the other hand, was delighted by their disheveled yet sexy appearance. Especially their fully exposed breasts, which bounced with each hop, incredibly elastic. Their fair, delicate bodies were covered in glistening sweat from the exertion, making them incredibly alluring. After finally completing six laps around the room, Xiao Yan clearly wasn't finished. He brought over a large rack, untied their leg restraints, and made them kneel face-to-face on it. He then secured their calves with straps from the rack and used another rope to pull down the ropes around their chests. This forced them to bend over while maintaining their kneeling position. Since they were kneeling face-to-face, their heads bumped together. Xiao Yan then removed their gags and blindfolds. As Yun Yun and Yanran wondered what Xiao Yan would do next, he pulled out a large, phallic object and explained, "This is a 'double-headed gag.' It's also for blocking the mouth, and as the name suggests, you two will have to take it into your mouths together." Hearing this, the two women were shocked. Sharing a gag meant their mouths might touch. They had never imagined such a thing. However, Xiao Yan gave them no chance to refuse. He pried open Yun Yun's mouth and roughly inserted the gag, then did the same for Yanran. He then pushed their heads together. Thus, Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran were gagged with the same object, their lips touching, their mouths blocked. Combined with their current posture, from the outside, it looked as if they were kneeling and kissing each other on the rack. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph," the two women moaned indistinctly. They were clearly uncomfortable with this position and the way their mouths were blocked. However, Xiao Yan's next words sent a chill down their spines, "You two will spend the night like this." What? Spend the night like this? Kneeling and "kissing" each other on the rack, maintaining this shameful and uncomfortable posture for an entire night? The two women were naturally unwilling and protested with muffled groans, but what could they do? Xiao Yan used more ropes to secure their other body parts to the rack. In this way, the two completely naked beauties were completely fixed to the rack in a posture of mutual kneeling. Xiao Yan walked around them with satisfaction, as if admiring a work of art. He caressed their perky buttocks and tickled the soles of their upturned feet. Under his teasing, the two women writhed and moaned. "Oh, little Yun'er is wet again." After a while of teasing, Xiao Yan noticed a significant amount of clear liquid flowing from between Yun Yun's legs, dripping slowly to the floor, forming a glistening silver thread in the air. Xiao Yan reached in and played with the moist flesh, causing Yun Yun to tremble violently as if electrocuted. After teasing the two women enough, Xiao Yan sat on the bed. It was late, and he intended to sleep. But before that, Xiao Yan had something important to do. He felt his soul power was about to break through. He sat cross-legged on the bed, quickly adjusted his state of mind, ignoring the muffled sounds from beside him, and entered a state of cultivation. After some time, Xiao Yan's soul power indeed broke through, reaching a new level. "Excellent, this way my strength has increased again." Xiao Yan contentedly felt his strengthened soul power. He then looked at the Na Ring on his hand. "Since my soul power has grown, I should be able to unlock more areas in Teacher's Na Ring. Let me see what other good things you have, Teacher." A wisp of Xiao Yan's soul power entered Yao Lao's Na Ring, exploring it carefully. The space within the ring was divided into many small rooms. Indeed, after his soul power breakthrough, more rooms opened up to him. He searched them one by one and discovered more cultivation techniques, combat skills, and rare treasures. However, when he entered another small room, he was startled by what he saw. "This... this is!" Xiao Yan looked at the items before him with great surprise: ropes, shackles, chains, leg fetters, torture racks, torture beds, and various strangely shaped torture devices. Xiao Yan naturally knew these were specialized SM props. He just hadn't expected that the Dou Qi Continent would have SM culture and props so long ago, thinking it was a product of Earth. What he didn't expect even more was that these items would appear in Yao Lao's Na Ring. Could Yao Lao also be... "Hahaha, I never thought that Teacher, you are also a person of the same inclination! No wonder you're so outwardly reserved." Realizing this, Xiao Yan burst into laughter. "Teacher, you're really not fair, not telling me anything. You must have known about my inclinations for a long time, really, too unkind." Despite his complaints, Xiao Yan was excited to have discovered this "treasure trove" left by Yao Lao. He quickly browsed through them, eager to see if there was anything he could use.

"Keep going, my little darlings, just one more lap and we're done," Xiao Yan chirped, pacing the room. In his hands, he held two leashes, each attached to a collar around the necks of two naked beauties. These were Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran, whom Xiao Yan had recently taken as his female slaves. The master and disciple were in a sorry state. Both were bound tightly with ropes, their arms twisted behind their backs, and their legs secured from thigh to ankle. This binding made even a simple step a struggle. Yet, Xiao Yan was yanking them forward by their neck collars, forcing them to hop with their feet together, inching along with great difficulty. To make matters worse, they were gagged and blindfolded, unable to see the path ahead, which made maintaining balance a constant challenge. Each hop left them teetering on the verge of falling. They had already completed five laps around the room like this, and Xiao Yan showed no signs of pity. All the two women could do was emit muffled whimpers and strain their delicate feet to keep hopping forward. Xiao Yan, meanwhile, was thoroughly enjoying their disheveled yet alluring appearance. He particularly admired their fully exposed breasts, which bounced with each hop, incredibly supple and full. Their fair, smooth skin was slick with sweat from their exertion, making them look utterly captivating. After what felt like an eternity, they finally completed the sixth lap. But Xiao Yan was clearly not finished. He brought in a large rack, unbound their legs, and made them kneel facing each other on it. He then secured their calves with straps from the rack and used another rope to pull down on the cords around their chests. This forced them to bend over while kneeling, their heads coming together as they faced each other. Xiao Yan then removed their gags and blindfolds. As Yun Yun and Yanran looked at him, wondering what he intended next, Xiao Yan produced a large, phallic object. "This," he explained, "is a 'double-headed gag.' It's also for blocking the mouth, and as the name suggests, you'll both have to take it into your mouths simultaneously." The two women gasped. Sharing a gag meant their mouths would likely touch. It was a thought they had never entertained. But Xiao Yan offered no room for refusal. He pried open Yun Yun's mouth and roughly inserted one end of the gag. Then, he did the same to Yanran, pushing the other end into her mouth. He then forced their heads closer together. Now, with the same gag in their mouths, their lips pressed together, they were effectively silenced. Combined with their current posture, from the outside, it looked as if they were kneeling and kissing each other on the rack. "Mmmph, mmmph, mmmph," they moaned, their voices muffled. The position and the shared gag were clearly uncomfortable. However, Xiao Yan's next words sent a chill down their spines: "You'll spend the night like this." What? Spend the night like this? Kneeling and "kissing" on the rack, maintaining this humiliating and uncomfortable pose for an entire night? The women were deeply unwilling, protesting with muffled whimpers, but what could they do? Xiao Yan used more ropes to secure their other extremities to the rack, leaving the two naked beauties completely fixed in their kneeling, facing embrace. Xiao Yan walked around them with satisfaction, like an artist admiring his creation. He caressed their upturned buttocks and tickled the soles of their upturned feet. Under his ministrations, the women writhed and whimpered. "Oh, Little Yun'er is wet again," he murmured after a while. He noticed a clear liquid seeping from between Yun Yun's legs, dripping slowly to the floor, forming a glistening thread in the air. He reached in and playfully prodded the moist flesh, causing Yun Yun to shudder violently, as if electrocuted. Having teased them enough, Xiao Yan sat on the bed. It was late, and he intended to sleep. But before that, he had something important to do. He felt his soul power was on the verge of a breakthrough. He sat cross-legged on the bed, adjusted his mindset, and ignored the muffled sounds from beside him, entering a state of cultivation. After some time, his soul power indeed broke through, reaching a new level. "Excellent! My strength has increased again," Xiao Yan felt his enhanced soul power with satisfaction. He then looked at the storage ring on his hand. "Now that my soul power has grown, I should be able to unlock more areas in Teacher's storage ring. Let's see what other treasures you have, Teacher." A wisp of Xiao Yan's soul power entered Yao Lao's storage ring, exploring it carefully. The space within was divided into numerous small rooms. Indeed, with his soul power breakthrough, more rooms opened up to him. He searched them one by one, discovering more cultivation techniques, combat skills, and rare treasures. But when he entered another small room, he was startled by its contents. "This... this is!" Xiao Yan stared in surprise at the items before him: ropes, shackles, chains, foot fetters, torture racks, torture beds, and various strangely shaped instruments. Xiao Yan knew these were specialized BDSM tools. He had never imagined that the Dou Qi Continent would have a BDSM culture and its own equipment; he had always thought it was an Earthly specialty. What surprised him even more was finding these items in Yao Lao's storage ring. Could Yao Lao also be... "Hahaha, I never expected this! So, Teacher, you're one of us! No wonder you're so outwardly reserved." Realizing the truth, Xiao Yan burst into laughter. "Teacher, you're really not fair, not telling me anything. You must have known about my inclinations for a long time. Truly, too unkind." Despite his playful complaints, Xiao Yan was thrilled to have discovered this "treasure trove" left by Yao Lao. He eagerly began to browse through it, looking for anything useful.

Around the hall, several doors were evenly distributed, each leading to a small room. Xiao Yan had arranged these rooms as small "torture chambers," intended for the solitary training of specific female slaves. Beyond the hall lay another corridor, also lined with numerous rooms on both sides. These were designated by Xiao Yan as the "living quarters" for his female slaves, where they would reside and rest. Xiao Yan led Nalan Yanran to the door of one such room. The nameplate clearly read "Nalan Yanran." Xiao Yan opened the door and led her inside. This room was not significantly different from the bedroom Nalan Yanran had previously occupied. Both contained a dog cage. The difference here was that this cage was larger, with a padded mat at the bottom, allowing Nalan Yanran to lie down flat instead of curling up. Apart from this, there was only a food bowl in the corner and various ropes and chains hanging on the wall. "You've been living in this doghouse for a few days now. Are you satisfied?" Xiao Yan asked, looking at Nalan Yanran, who was still crouched on the floor. "I am satisfied, Master. Everything you give your dog is naturally the best. Thank you, Master." Having been a "dog" for a month, Yanran was accustomed to this living environment. She felt no discomfort; in fact, she was delighted by the larger cage and expressed her sincere gratitude to Xiao Yan, rubbing her head against his thigh. "It's good that you're satisfied. It was worth all the effort I put into setting this up for you," Xiao Yan said, smiling as he stroked Yanran's head. He then untied the restraints at her elbows and knees. Yanran's limbs were finally free, having been held in that position for nearly a day. However, even after being unbound, she dared not be negligent, kneeling respectfully before Xiao Yan, awaiting his further instructions. Xiao Yan turned his gaze to a bundle of ropes hanging on the wall. He did not reach out to take them. With a mere glance, the ropes on the wall suddenly floated up. Then, with a flick of Xiao Yan's finger, the ropes drifted towards him. He raised his hands, his fingers moving slightly, and the ropes untied themselves, transforming into various shapes before flying towards Nalan Yanran and beginning to wrap around her body. This was a newly acquired skill of Xiao Yan's. One day, he suddenly realized that just as he could control medicinal ingredients with his soul power during alchemy, he could also use his soul power to manipulate ropes for binding. This method eliminated the need for his hands, was faster, and more unexpected. Xiao Yan had been practicing this skill for nearly a month. While he wouldn't claim mastery, he was now quite proficient. He intended to use this as a "secret weapon" against a certain person in the near future. Xiao Yan skillfully controlled the ropes, wrapping them around Nalan Yanran's arms. Soon, a simple binding was complete. "Hmm, not bad. Getting more proficient. It will be useful soon," he said, satisfied with his practice. He then helped the bound Nalan Yanran to sit up. "In a few more days, your one-month trial period will end. How do you feel? Do you still wish to continue being my dog?" Xiao Yan asked Yanran. "Yes, Yanran is willing. Yanran will be Master's dog forever," Yanran replied without hesitation, completely obedient to Xiao Yan at this point. "Hmm, very good. Master is also very happy to have such a little pet," Xiao Yan said, smiling as he lifted Yanran's chin. To her surprised gaze, he kissed her lips. Yanran instantly froze, her small mouth slightly parted, her mind a blank slate. "You performed well this month. This is your reward from Master," Xiao Yan said with a smile. As he spoke, Nalan Yanran's pretty face instantly turned crimson, even feeling hot, filled with shy joy and happiness. This simple kiss from Xiao Yan was enough to make her feel ecstatically blissful for the entire day. "In a few days, I will be sending you back to the Nalan family. I have other matters to attend to and will be leaving the imperial capital," Xiao Yan continued. "Ah, then when will Master return?" Hearing that Xiao Yan was leaving, Yanran's expression immediately showed great reluctance. "Don't worry, it won't be too long. Be good at home and wait for Master to return," Xiao Yan said, lifting Yanran's chin with a smile. "Mmm," Yanran nodded obediently. "Alright, go in now." Xiao Yan opened the dog cage and gave Yanran's perky backside a firm pat. "Yes, Master." Yanran obediently wriggled her bound body and crawled into the dog cage. After closing the cage, Xiao Yan rose and left Yanran's room. He then proceeded to the door of the adjacent room, where the nameplate read "Yun Yun." "This is the room I painstakingly prepared for Yun'er. I'm sure she'll love it when she finishes her seclusion," he murmured. Opening the door, he was greeted by a meticulously decorated room. Compared to Nalan Yanran's "doghouse," this was a world apart. The room was arranged with great warmth, an expensive carpet covered the floor, a comfortable and soft large bed was placed in the center, and an exquisite chandelier hung from the ceiling, emitting a warm glow. Nearby, there was a dedicated bathroom, a dressing table, and a small desk. Of course, various ropes, chains, and shackles were also present on the walls. Looking at this carefully arranged room, Xiao Yan felt very satisfied. Gently closing the door, Xiao Yan paced a few more steps and stopped before another door. He tilted his head slightly, looking at the nameplate that read "Cai Lin," and fell into a pensive silence. "I will definitely conquer you. Absolutely!"