Campus Girls of the Night

It was ten o'clock when she entered the cabinet, and now it was already four in the morning. Of course, Li Yuting had no idea what time it was. All she knew was that time was passing so slowly and agonizingly, as if an entire century had gone by. Numbness, soreness, and fear were constant companions for Li Yuting. Ever since the vibrator in her sex machine and the electrode pads on her breasts had started working, her body and mind had been undergoing a dual ordeal. The vibrator's continuous tremors kept stimulating her nerves, while the electrode pads were no less relentless, delivering electric shocks to her nipples intermittently. Her already hypersensitive breasts, subjected to the pulsed stimulation of the pads, became almost raw. The slightest friction sent her into a state of extreme alertness, trembling with fear. For her, the electric shocks were undoubtedly more unbearable and terrifying than the vibrator. Despite having several years of experience, she had only used electric stimulation on herself a few times. Firstly, it was fear. Every time she used an electric toy on herself, she had to go through a psychological battle, often deliberating for a long time or resorting to flipping a coin to decide whether to attach the electrode pads. Secondly, it was still fear. Electric shocks were undoubtedly painful, each one a dual assault on her nerves and flesh. For Li Yuting, who only sought pleasure, pain was not a pleasure. Only the tingling numbness brought by the vibrator's varying speeds allowed her to relax completely and enjoy herself. The narrow cabinet compressed Li Yuting's body. Her legs were curled up, her back arched, her thighs pressed against her chest. Her hands, placed behind her back, were pressed flat against the cabinet wall, her entire body held rigidly in place, unable to move. Li Yuting's willpower was astonishing. The vibrator and electrode pads had been working for so long, yet they hadn't broken her. She endured the stimulation of the vibrator and the pain from the electrode pads, constantly adjusting her breathing to avoid suffocating. The soreness was inevitable, so she could only bear it. While doing so, she had to constantly estimate the time. Li Yuting suddenly felt incredibly powerful. 'If I were kidnapped, with my extensive experience of being restrained, escaping wouldn't be difficult, right!' Li Yuting thought wickedly in her mind! The confined space and oppressive atmosphere forced Li Yuting to use her imagination to distract herself. Otherwise, the discomfort in her body would have already overwhelmed her! Time continued to tick by. According to Li Yuting's estimation, nearly ten hours had passed. The vibrator in her sex machine and the electrode pads on her chest finally stopped working, returning to stillness. Lying there, unable to move, Li Yuting let out a sigh of relief. For her in her current state, any reduction in pressure was welcome, especially from two toys that constantly stimulated her. Their cessation of work was exactly what Li Yuting had been wishing for. During their brief respite, Li Yuting took a deep sip of nutrient solution through the soft ball in her mouth. It was sweet and delicious, making her want to take another sip. But she also knew that each sip meant less for later. She had only prepared enough for about two days. Therefore, to prevent herself from collapsing from lack of energy later, Li Yuting suppressed the urge to take more sips. The weekend was a day for relaxation, but Li Yuting had chosen torment! Twenty-four hours had passed, a full day. She was getting closer to success, but Li Yuting's mental state was deteriorating. Maintaining the same posture for so long left her body aching. The torment of the vibrator and electrode pads, along with the restraints from other devices, made sleep impossible. It was too painful, so painful that even when sleepiness came, she couldn't succumb, forced to remain awake and endure. Li Yuting felt she had made a terrible decision. Why had she chosen to be placed in a cabinet? And why, after choosing the cabinet, had she added so many restraints? She was truly asking for it! Once negative emotions surfaced, they began to linger, casting a shadow over Li Yuting's mood. Her breathing rate began to slow, her energy levels plummeted, and her body felt weak. Her eyes involuntarily began to close… "This feels so good!" Li Yuting caressed her body with a look of ecstasy. The bright yellow mermaid-style latex suit clung tightly to her, leaving only her eyes and mouth exposed to the air. Her slightly parted lips exhaled warm breath. Her [indescribable] was encased in latex, round and firm, emitting a faint yellow glow. The suit hugged her slender waist without a single wrinkle. Her legs were bound together, forming a tight fishtail within the latex, making it impossible to walk normally. She could only manage to stand up and hop forward. Li Yuting sat by the rocks, facing the sea breeze, quietly savoring the present moment. She was now a mermaid, a latex mermaid exuding sexiness and allure.

Li Zhilong dotingly ruffled Yu Ting's hair. They say daughters are lovers from a past life, and Li Zhilong doted on his daughter immensely, giving her whatever she wanted, raising her like a little princess. "Of course, I want to!" Li Yu Ting kissed his cheek, her face beaming as she recounted the events at school. By the time Chen Hua Wan called them for dinner, the father and daughter rose and headed to the kitchen, bringing the dishes Chen Hua Wan had stir-fried to the table. The family of three happily ate dinner, planning their weekend outing, a rare moment of bliss in recent months. Li Yu Ting also cherished this atmosphere; the feeling of home made her incredibly happy. After dinner, Chen Hua Wan handed Yu Ting the dresses Hu Fei Fei had gifted her. Three dresses: one was an ankle-length pencil skirt similar to the last one, but black; another was a pale yellow fishtail gown, adorned with shimmering scales; and the third was a knee-length latex pencil skirt. Curious, Li Yu Ting tried them on one by one after her bath. She quite liked the tight dresses from Hu Fei Fei's company, feeling as though they were tailor-made for her. This also made her wonder why Aunt Hu's company specialized in such dresses. Although her mother had explained last time that these dresses were made for 'noble ladies,' catering to the upper class and not for everyday wear, she remained skeptical. After all, such tight dresses would have a limited customer base, and she couldn't imagine how they profited. The black ankle-length gown had excellent elasticity. As before, it was put on from the neck. With Yu Ting's effort, the small neck opening stretched considerably. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she slid her legs in simultaneously, then stood up, slowly pulling the tight dress up to her breasts. She slipped her hands into the sleeves, aligning the finger cots, and smoothed out any wrinkles. The neck opening returned to its original size, snugly encasing her neck. Yu Ting put on black high heels. Her slender figure, paired with the constricting ankle-length pencil skirt, exuded an endless allure. She took a few steps. Unlike last time, this tight pencil skirt seemed even tighter, restricting her stride and requiring more effort to pull. Yu Ting loved this tight garment; the feeling of restraint was addictive, and the soft fabric was also comfortable, clinging to her skin. The constant friction as she moved brought an inexplicable excitement. Joyfully, Yu Ting opened her door and slowly walked towards the living room, joining her parents. "How is it? Does it look good?" Under her father's concerned gaze, Yu Ting asked proudly. "Beautiful, truly beautiful, my precious daughter!" Li Zhilong stood up, concerned, wanting to help Yu Ting, but she refused. "Dad, you don't need to help me, I can walk myself." Yu Ting walked unsteadily towards the sofa, meeting her mother's surprised look. "You don't know, I participated in an exhibition hosted by Aunt Hu last time, wearing a similar tight dress, and it attracted a lot of attention!" This puzzled Li Zhilong somewhat. Chen Hua Wan hadn't mentioned it to him either, and he looked at her questioningly. "Yes, last time Fei Fei invited Yu Ting to be a model. I thought our daughter is so beautiful, she could go and support her. I didn't expect our Yu Ting to be the most stunning model on the runway, bringing Fei Fei a lot of face." Chen Hua Wan replied with a smile, helping Yu Ting sit beside her. The tight pencil skirt enveloped Yu Ting, making even a simple act of sitting down incredibly difficult. Once she finally settled on the sofa, the strong constricting pressure of the pencil skirt tightly bound her body, making every inch of her skin feel encased within the skirt, uncomfortable yet undeniably sexy. After watching television with her parents for over an hour, Yu Ting returned to her room to try on the other two pencil skirts.

This buffet truly satisfied Chen Huawan, both physically and in her belly. The self-service hall was crowded and noisy, so Li Zhilong, uninhibited, turned the vibrator to its maximum setting and the electro-stimulation pads to sixty-five percent, preparing Chen Huawan for a torrential downpour of orgasmic sensations. As expected, she trembled all over, moaning incessantly. However, it was a public place, and despite the noise, she dared not cry out loud. So, while stuffing food into her mouth, she stifled her moans, her legs pressed together, quivering. By the time she had eaten her fill, Chen Huawan was also close to her limit, her body weak, slumping onto the chair, panting silently. Chen Huawan did not receive the princess treatment: being driven home, showered, and tucked into a comfortable bed. The ruthless Li Zhilong dropped her off halfway, spotted some shared bikes nearby, and then, on a whim, assigned her a new task: "Ride a shared bicycle home. Remember, a bicycle, not an electric scooter." Li Zhilong smirked wickedly. "Hand over your phone and take off your jacket. It's 9:42 now. If you're not home by 11, you'll be punished." Without allowing Chen Huawan to refuse, Li Zhilong yanked open the car door and pulled her out. Chen Huawan once again felt the biting cold wind. Her heart felt as cold as ice. As Li Zhilong drove away, he didn't forget to turn on the vibrator and the electro-stimulation pads. "Li Zhilong~ I will definitely be back!" The car's exhaust fumes dissipated her voice as she stumbled towards the shared bike area opposite. Among them were both bicycles and electric scooters. Regrettably, she could only choose a bicycle, and Li Zhilong had even 'thoughtfully' unlocked one for her. The seat was cold, and her body was cold. There were few people on the street, only the occasional passing car. This was why Li Zhilong dared to boldly tell her to cycle home. Accompanied by the electric shocks and vibrations from above and below, Chen Huawan kicked the pedals, striving to make her way home. The wind blew into her exposed breasts, making her shiver. It was truly cold, but the increasingly intense stimulation diverted her attention. The bicycle seat was small. Each time she exerted force, the two toys in her crotch sank deeper. Moreover, because her crotchless outfit offered no barrier, the seat rubbed against the toys, creating an unspoken, intense sensation. And wearing sixteen-centimeter high heels made it even more difficult. The pedals were small, and she frequently missed them. Chen Huawan worried if she could make it home before eleven.

Zeng Wei didn't want to be frequently interrupted by Hu Feifei during his upcoming restraint of Chen Huawan, so he simply bound and locked Hu Feifei in the room. To gag her 'abyssal maw,' Zeng Wei stuffed a large gag into her mouth, wrapped an entire roll of electrical tape around it, then inserted a breathing tube into her nose. Hu Feifei, already bound tightly by a silk sleeping bag and zip ties, was then placed into a vacuum-sealed bag. The air was drawn out, and she was stowed away in the closet, left to silently endure the stimulation of her lower body's bouncing until Chen Huawan's challenge concluded. "You've certainly thought this through. However, you might face her furious revenge later!" Chen Huawan could imagine how furious Hu Feifei must be at this moment. Her fiery spirit, now so stiflingly confined by Zeng Wei, surely made her want to kill him! Seeing that Zeng Wei was almost ready, Chen Huawan obediently stood up from the sofa and, in one fluid motion, slipped off the silk robe she was wearing. The milky white fabric slithered down her body and pooled on the floor, revealing her tantalizing form to Zeng Wei without reservation. To say he wasn't moved would be a lie, but Zeng Wei had more important matters at hand. He swallowed his saliva and turned his full attention to restraining Chen Huawan. Zeng Wei carefully inserted a vibrating dildo into Chen Huawan's pussy. The dildo was covered in nubs, designed to continuously stimulate Chen Huawan's inner walls with its vibrations. Although it was her first time wearing such a toy, Chen Huawan could feel its power. Even without vibration, the friction from the nubs against her inner walls sent a tingling sensation that made her tremble slightly. As Zeng Wei pushed it deeper, the tingling and itching caused her lower body to involuntarily moisten. The dildo was fully submerged within her pussy, with a small switch on the outside. Once activated, the dildo would work freely. Zeng Wei pressed it gently, and with a hum, a flashing red indicator light signaled that it was 'working.' Although the dildo was large enough to fill Chen Huawan's pussy completely, to the point where she admitted it would be difficult to remove even with manual stimulation without lubricant, Zeng Wei, as a precaution, had Chen Huawan put on a pair of black latex briefs. This would securely hold the dildo in place, ensuring it performed its function throughout the ordeal and aimed to completely exhaust Chen Huawan. A flesh-colored tight-fitting bra was then placed on Chen Huawan, encasing her full and elastic breasts. The inside of the bra was also covered in latex nubs, densely packed, constantly stimulating Chen Huawan's ample breasts. It also had a built-in battery, which, when activated, would work automatically like the dildo, vibrating continuously. Chen Huawan, always sensitive in her breasts, felt a sense of apprehension towards this bra. The constant vibrating stimulation would be a significant test for her. However, she didn't object. A challenge was meant to be more frightening, and therefore, more exciting! A dildo-shaped gag was then inserted into Chen Huawan's mouth. It had a long end and a round end. The long end was pushed deep into her oral cavity, reaching her throat, while the round end filled her mouth, pressing down on her tongue, preventing her from speaking or swallowing saliva. Zeng Wei had considered the risks when choosing this gag, as its length could easily lead to suffocation. However, after listening to Chen Huawan's own opinion and a brief trial, he opted for this model. Suffocation was still a possibility, but Chen Huawan had assured him that if she adjusted her mindset and controlled her breathing, it wouldn't be a major issue. The foreign object caused Chen Huawan discomfort. Although she had experimented with this type of gag before, inserting it now still felt extremely unpleasant. Unable to speak, with the large dildo almost filling her entire throat, waves of nausea washed over her. At Zeng Wei's signal, Chen Huawan closed her lips as tightly as possible, her upper and lower lips barely touching. Zeng Wei then proceeded to seal them shut with black electrical tape. The wide tape covered almost her entire face, effectively sealing her mouth. She could only manage to emit faint, muffled sounds through her throat. With her mouth secured, Zeng Wei began the overall restraint. To maximize the binding effect, Zeng Wei first had Chen Huawan put on a black latex catsuit. The neck-entry latex suit was extremely restrictive, and it took considerable effort from both of them to successfully get it on Chen Huawan. The full-body, full-limb latex suit became Chen Huawan's second skin. A matching black latex hood was then placed over her head. There were small openings for her eyes and nose, allowing her to breathe and see the outside world to some extent, but it was still uncomfortable. The pressure from the latex hood squeezed her nostrils, reducing the space for air intake. A court-style corset was then placed around her waist. Zeng Wei tightened the laces, further compressing Chen Huawan's already slender waist until it was half its usual size, giving the impression that it could be held within a single grasp. The laces were tied, and then secured with a locked stainless steel belt. Similarly, Chen Huawan's [redacted] was fitted with a chastity belt, and the dildo was pushed in further and locked, eliminating any possibility of her removing it herself. A metal collar was placed around her neck. Zeng Wei tightened the collar until it could be locked. This caused Chen Huawan considerable distress, as the tightening compressed her neck, restricting her breathing. Coupled with the dildo gag in her throat, it made breathing even more difficult. However, Zeng Wei paid her no mind, tightening and locking it in one swift motion. Next, a pair of black ballet high heels were put on Chen Huawan's feet. Chen Huawan was now quite familiar with ballet heels, so despite some discomfort, she offered little resistance. The considerate Zeng Wei even attached two small bells to the heels. Once fully dressed, Chen Huawan walked a few steps around the room. It wasn't too difficult, even easier than yesterday's warm-up. However, she knew it wasn't over, as her hands were still free. Zeng Wei then produced a pair of black single gloves. He brought Chen Huawan's hands behind her back and put the latex gloves on. He tightened the straps and then further bound her wrists and arms with leather straps, securing them with small locks. Two thigh rings were placed on her legs, one at the top of her thighs and another above her knees, leaving approximately five centimeters between her legs, just enough for her to take steps. The restraint was now complete. Compared to yesterday's elaborate setup, today's was simpler. However, the challenge remained severe, as Zeng Wei had redrawn the map. According to him, Chen Huawan had to traverse a casino, a street, a plaza, and a middle school that night. These were all places with high foot traffic. Without any other clothing to cover her, she had to walk through these locations, exposing her restraints to the public. Chen Huawan was strongly against this, as Zeng Wei had only just informed her. Did she have a choice? Yes. She could refuse, but then she would have to remain bound for three days. After three days, she would be released and allowed to go home. Otherwise, she had to obediently follow the planned route for her challenge.

Today, Despite having so much housework to do, she was wearing a form-fitting pencil skirt that severely restricted her movement. A corset was cinched around her waist, accentuating her exquisite figure. Watching her slightly labored breaths, Yu Ting felt uncomfortable. However, what Yu Ting didn't know was that Chen Huawan wasn't just wearing a pencil skirt and a corset; beneath her clothes, she had on many other restraints. Chen Huawan's pussy was plugged with a pink bullet vibrator, and her anus was blocked by a large butt plug. Outside, a chastity strap firmly secured these two toys, keeping them snugly in place. On her legs, she wore a pair of shiny stockings. Her fair skin, the cold chastity strap, and the black, glossy stockings created a seductive contrast. The upper half of her body was also heavily restrained. Two metal nipple clamps encased her breasts, and inside each, numerous small bullet vibrators were placed, likely around ten in each. These were all silent remote-controlled vibrators, shaking wildly within the metal cups. The cups themselves were forcibly locked with attached metal locks, impossible to open without a key. On the surface, it seemed Chen Huawan was only wearing a corset matching her skirt. But that wasn't the case. Beneath it, a smaller, tighter corset was cinched around her slender waist. If one were to lift her clothes, it would be clearly visible. The delicate yet taut corset squeezed the flesh of her waist together. Even more terrifying was that this already small, court-style corset had managed to bring the sides together so tightly that the lacing was stretched to its limit, then tied, and the ends melted together with a lighter. On top of that, a metal corset was fastened, locked securely with a padlock. This was why Chen Huawan's breathing was so difficult, just as Yu Ting observed. She had to stop working at times, enduring the discomfort of her labored breathing while desperately trying to control the intense stimulation from her pussy and breasts. The pencil skirt also made her movements quite awkward. She had to be extremely careful, or the slightly elastic, ankle-length skirt could easily trip her. Finally, with the last dish cooked, it was time to eat. Chen Huawan walked to the dining table with small, careful steps. Despite the abundance of dishes, she had little appetite. Being so tightly bound made it impossible to eat much. However, Li Zhilong kept putting food on her plate and even served her a bowl of soup, gesturing for her to finish it all. As Li's submissive, Chen Huawan couldn't defy his orders. She could only endure the intense discomfort in her body and slowly eat the soup and food in her bowl, bite by bite. This caused her further distress, a churning in her stomach that almost made her vomit. Seeing her loving parents, Li Yuting felt a wave of nausea. She quickly shoveled a few bites of rice and retreated to her room. If she couldn't stand them, she could at least avoid them. After seeing their daughter return to her room and even lock the door, Li Zhilong and his wife became even bolder. Li Zhilong tied Chen Huawan's hands behind her back with a rope and dragged her to the balcony. Her hair was tied with another thin rope, pulled back, and secured to the wall, forcing Chen Huawan's head back, her eyes staring directly at the ceiling. Then, he brought Chen Huawan's legs together and tied her thighs and calves with rope, forcing her calves to press against her thighs. She could only support her entire body on her knees. Of course, Li Zhilong 'thoughtfully' placed a soft cushion on the floor for her, otherwise, Chen Huawan wouldn't have been able to maintain the position for long. Next, Chen Huawan's mouth was fitted with a funnel-shaped gag, the straps tightened and locked. The gaps around her lips were then sealed with electrical tape by Li Zhilong, ensuring that food wouldn't leak from the corners of her mouth when she was fed. Simultaneously, a size-adjustable steel ring was fastened around her waist. It had a sensor bracket, and the sensor was connected to the funnel. If the sensor detected that food remained in the funnel for five seconds without going down, the steel ring would shrink by one size, tightening Chen Huawan's already constricted waist. A rubber collar was placed around her neck. Li Zhilong tightened it as much as possible, pressing it firmly against Chen Huawan's neck. The other end was secured to the wall with an iron rod. Kneeling on the floor, Chen Huawan was unable to move and felt an unbearable discomfort all over her body. At this point, Li Zhilong began pouring food into the funnel. First, it was the lean meat congee that Chen Huawan had made herself. After checking the temperature, Li Zhilong poured the entire bowl into the funnel. Suddenly, Chen Huawan gasped in shock. Her mouth couldn't possibly accommodate so much at once. Most of the lean meat congee remained in the funnel. At that moment, five seconds passed, the sensor activated, and the steel ring around her waist instantly shrank by one size. Chen Huawan let out a pained cry, tears welling up in her eyes. It took her a full fifteen seconds to consume all the congee from the funnel. The steel ring around her waist had already shrunk by three sizes, and her waist throbbed with pain. Then, Li Zhilong wrapped tape around her nose and eyes. Instantly, Chen Huawan lost her ability to breathe and could no longer see her surroundings. She could only breathe through the opening of the funnel. However, Li Zhilong kept pushing food into the funnel, forcing her to speed up her consumption of the food above to ensure she could breathe normally.