The escape of a captive girl is so desperate, so desperate.

Chapter 1: Shirley's Captivity In a dim room, cold light streamed through a palm-sized window, illuminating half of a man's face. He held a phone in one hand, speaking in a low voice. "…Yes, I've got her. She can't escape. I've tied her up securely. Yes, a five-point bondage. No need to worry." The man hung up and glanced towards the corner of the room. A figure was curled up in the corner. In the dim light, the graceful curves of a human body were visible. A well-endowed woman, dressed in a dark green V-neck shirt and a gray mini-skirt, lay on her side on the floor. Her arms and lower legs were not visible from the front. Her dark hair was scattered, covering half of her face. A white piece of fabric was abruptly stuffed between her full lips. Two strands of white rope were looped around her chest and shoulders, distorting the shape of her modest breasts against the shirt. Black lace bra peeked out from the neckline. Her gray mini-skirt had also failed to stay in place, riding up to her waist, revealing pale panties beneath her flesh-toned pantyhose. A hint of a darker shade was visible, and a suggestive white rope passed through her crotch, disappearing into a mysterious crevice. Her thighs, encased in flesh-toned stockings, were pressed tightly together, and several ropes were sternly wrapped above her knees. The man smiled with satisfaction, picked up a canvas bag from the floor, and rummaged through it. Soon, a card appeared in his hand. It read: A University Student ID Card, bearing a photo of an attractive woman with cascading black hair, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and sensual lips – a campus beauty, if not a class beauty. Name: Shirley. Faculty of Arts, and other basic information. It seemed this was the student ID of the woman on the floor. The man then took out several stacks of documents from the canvas bag and began to skim through them. At this moment, Shirley, lying on the floor, felt her eyelashes flutter slightly. She seemed to sense something amiss with her body and shifted her delicate frame, letting out a muffled murmur. This sound, though indistinct, roused Shirley from her stupor and also drew the man's attention. The man put down the documents, stood up, and walked towards Shirley, who was writhing on the floor. It was evident that Shirley had regained consciousness and was displaying extreme unease and resistance to her predicament. Shirley let out muffled cries for help. She finally realized that the fabric in her mouth was absorbing all sound and preventing any meaningful escape. She tried to use her tongue to push the foreign object out, but the cloth gagging her mouth would not allow it. Shirley then attempted to remove the gag with her hands, but her current position made it impossible. Her arms were bound behind her back, her elbows secured by ropes, her forearms pressed together, and her wrists firmly tied. Her legs were also bound together, her ankles tightly wrapped with several loops of cotton rope. Even her black high-heeled leather shoes were not spared, secured to her feet with ropes. The ropes extending from her ankles were connected to her wrists, causing her arms and lower legs to be bent backward. All her struggles were in vain. As Shirley struggled, she felt a tall, dark shadow block the light. She lifted her head and saw a man standing before her. His face was obscured by the backlight. "Young lady, why get involved in such unsavory business?" "Mmmph?" Shirley was bewildered by the question and looked at the man with confusion. "Don't play dumb. Don't you know where those documents in your bag came from?" "Mmmph mmmph mmmph!" Shirley cried urgently. "What do you and your beautiful teacher talk about every week at the cafe?" the man asked enigmatically. "Think about it here. What should you say? I have some work to do. See you later." The man turned and was about to leave. Shirley continued to make muffled sounds, her hands and feet behind her back exerting force intermittently, trying to break free from her restraints. Then, the sound of the door closing echoed, leaving Shirley alone in the room. Shirley let out meaningless "Mmmph" sounds with all her might, but there was no response. She pulled hard on the ropes behind her, but they didn't loosen. Despair washed over her, and tears welled up in her eyes. She looked at the scattered papers on the floor. It seemed she had been exposed, and her teacher had been discovered too. She hadn't expected such bad luck to befall her just after earning a little money. Unaware of the captors' identity or their intentions, Shirley's mind was in turmoil. She realized that no matter what, this man had imprisoned her, and his intentions were clearly malicious. She had to find a way to escape quickly and warn her teacher not to go to their meeting place. If her teacher was caught, it would be very difficult to find someone to rescue her. After a moment of thought, Shirley calmed down and began to observe her surroundings. The room was about 20 square meters, with four walls made of what appeared to be black square bricks. On one wall, at about head height, was a small window, two feet square. The cold light shone through the window onto the floor, revealing a thick carpet. The carpet was very soft; Shirley's face, pressed against the floor, felt no discomfort. The furnishings in the room were indistinct. In the opposite corner, there seemed to be a table, and on the wall above the table, some tools were hanging. A door was directly opposite the window, and it appeared to have no doorknob.

Seeing his relaxation, Zhao Qing no longer held back. She quickly bent her lotus-root-like legs, gathered her strength, and kicked again, sending the potato, who was squatting on the ground, tumbling. She followed with two more kicks, her stiletto heels digging fiercely into Potato's buttocks. Potato cried out in pain, falling to the ground, covering his head with one hand and his rear with the other, a truly comical sight. Zhao Qing felt a surge of satisfaction and saw a glimmer of hope, preparing to press her advantage. Suddenly, her neck was encircled by a thick arm, pulling her entire body backward, her feet moving further away from the胖子. "Professor Zhao, don't struggle in vain. You're only asking for more suffering," the tall man threatened, pressing Zhao Qing's small head against his chest with his arm and whispering into her ear. "Mmmph!" Zhao Qing let out a weak protest from her nose. By now, her upper body had regained most of its strength. She writhed her waist in the man's embrace, her arms struggling to break free from his control. "Potato, you damn idiot, to be kicked around like this by a woman with her legs tied," the tall man mocked. Zhao Qing struggled in his arms for a while, but the effects of the drug hadn't completely worn off, and she quickly lost her strength, leaving her breathless and drenched in sweat. "Damn it, this little bitch kicks hard," Potato grumbled, rubbing his face as he got up. He held out his hand in front of the胖子's face and said fiercely, "You've drawn blood. But since you're so pretty, I won't hit you. I have plenty of other ways to teach you a lesson!" Seeing that Zhao Qing had stopped struggling, the tall man quickly grabbed her wrists, raised them behind her back, and tied the already knotted ropes around her delicate wrists, binding them together. He then passed one of the ropes up through the rope behind her neck and pulled it down. "Ngh~" Zhao Qing felt the ropes on her arms tighten, her shoulders threatening to dislocate. She moaned in pain. Looking at Zhao Qing's back, her arms were now in a W shape, her wrists bound behind her. The ropes around her upper arms dug into her flesh. The tall man tied a secure knot above her wrists and then threaded the remaining two ropes horizontally through the loops around her arms, bringing them back to the knot to tighten. The distance between Zhao Qing's upper arms shortened further, her wrists completely secured behind her. The tall man tied another knot, completing a set of Chinese-style restraints that were impossible to escape. Seeing a long length of rope remaining, he wrapped the two strands around Zhao Qing's ample breasts from below, meeting at her back before looping upwards over her breasts and tying a knot. Finally, he threaded the remaining rope strands over each shoulder, bringing them together at the midpoint below her breasts. He then hooked them upwards to the rope above, squeezing her breasts into the shape of two water-filled balloons. He coiled the rest of the rope around her chest in a spiral pattern, forming a ¥ symbol on her front. Zhao Qing tried to break free several times during this process, but the ropes from all directions prevented her arms and wrists from moving, each attempt ending with her gasping for breath. The tall man surveyed his masterpiece, pursed his lips, and took out another, slightly shorter rope, beginning to work on the intricate knotwork behind her back. Potato, angered by the kicks, his face contorted, decided to make Zhao Qing suffer. He pulled out two strange objects from his pocket. One was shaped like a thermos stopper, with a circular metal base, a ring-shaped nose at one end, and a smooth, peach-shaped metal plug at the other. A wire extended from the base, leading to a pink plastic box. The other object had an arched base, inlaid with two rubber rods, one long and short, one thick and thin. The short, thin one was made of soft silicone, while the long, thick one was clearly a dildo. A wire also connected the base to a pink square box. "Professor Zhao, you may not be familiar with these two items. This one," he said, pointing to the thermos-stopper-like object, "is an anal plug. This one," he indicated the other, "is a combination vaginal and urethral plug. You'll have plenty of time to get acquainted with their capabilities later, hehehe." Potato sneered and walked slowly towards Zhao Qing. Seeing these objects about to be inserted into her three orifices, Zhao Qing was, of course, extremely unwilling and struggled with all her might. By now, the tall man had completed the final restraints on her back. The crisscrossing ropes on Zhao Qing's back, centered on the main knot, spiraled outwards in four directions. The upper spiral wrapped around the rope from her neck to the knot. The horizontal spirals encased the ropes connecting to her arm loops, and the lower spirals bound the ropes connected to her wrists. These spirals concealed the exposed knots, making them neat and tight, further reinforcing the restraints. Even with a knife, one would have to cut through this "rope skin" before reaching the core load-bearing ropes. This matrix of tight ropes dispersed the strength of Zhao Qing's arms throughout the "rope system," and her struggles dissipated into the air with the creaking friction of the hemp rope. Zhao Qing felt as though the hemp ropes knew exactly where she intended to exert force, always working against her, as if they were actively resisting her attempts to break free.

"I know you too well, don't even think about escaping. I'll return the five-flower binding you taught me to Master." Natasha said as she walked towards the trunk. Hearing this, Zhao Qing exerted more force with her arms. The ropes dug deeper into her tender arms, and she twisted her shoulders as if responding to Natasha's question. "Alright, time is almost up. Hurry and get yourself ready, you're about to be sent off. I'm really going to miss you, old classmate." Sasha said, opening the trunk. As the lock on the outside of the trunk opened, the lid automatically lifted, and lights illuminated inside. "Tsk tsk, high-end stuff!" Natasha exclaimed, seemingly impressed by what she saw. "It seems a European tycoon has bought you." On the opened lid of the trunk lay a tablet computer. Inside the trunk was another small box with a combination lock. Natasha picked up the tablet and turned it on. The screen lit up, displaying a logo of two bound women in a GS style, followed by an authentication interface. Before Natasha could do anything, a pleasant female voice from the computer announced: "Welcome, Ms. Natasha! Thank you for using GS Company products. This product is custom-made according to the client's requirements. Please read this manual carefully and follow the instructions. If the product or goods are damaged due to improper operation, the corresponding amount will be deducted from your commission. If the goods die, your entire commission will be forfeited, and you will be liable for the product's price. Please confirm that you have received this statement and will strictly adhere to its terms." A confirmation button appeared on the screen. "What the fuck!" Natasha muttered to herself, but for the sake of the commission, she reluctantly pressed the confirmation button. As soon as she did, a small box popped out from the inner compartment, containing four gleaming silver metal bracelets. "Ms. Natasha, to ensure you follow the manual for correct operation, please wear the bracelets on your wrists and ankles to enable the AI guidance mode." "You have 5 minutes to put them on. Please follow the on-screen instructions as quickly as possible. If you exceed the time limit or refuse to wear them, according to the agreement, your entire commission will be deducted." the AI continued. "Shit," Natasha cursed, having not read the agreement carefully before confirming. She quickly grabbed the bracelets. The tablet displayed that all she needed to do was put the smaller ones on her wrists and the larger ones on her ankles. These four bracelets were made of stainless steel, each composed of eight segments with no visible seams between them, showcasing exquisite craftsmanship. For the commission, Natasha had no choice but to comply. She bent down, untied her high heels, took them off, and slipped the ankle bracelets over her feet and onto her black-stockinged ankles before putting her shoes back on. Natasha glanced at the screen; only one minute remained. She quickly pressed the confirmation button. "Thank you for your cooperation, Ms. Natasha. Please follow the on-screen instructions to complete the final confirmation." "Suka blyat, is this ever going to end?" Natasha yelled at the computer. "I apologize. This is all for the safe delivery of the goods and for the smooth execution of your task. We appreciate your understanding!" the AI replied politely. Frustrated by the AI's response, Natasha reluctantly followed the on-screen prompts. The screen displayed a female character standing with her hands at her sides and her legs together. Natasha mirrored the pose, standing tall with her chest out. "Confirmed. Thank you for your cooperation. Please proceed to the next action as instructed." The screen then showed the female character standing with her legs apart and her arms raised horizontally. Natasha sighed in disgust, spread her legs, and raised her arms to the sides. "Confirmed. Thank you for your cooperation. Please proceed to the next action as instructed." The screen then showed the female character slowly starting to walk. Natasha had no choice but to comply, walking around the basement. "Confirmed. Thank you for your cooperation. Entering guidance program!" As the words finished, Natasha felt the bracelets on her wrists and ankles tighten, fitting snugly against her skin. "What, what's going on?!" Natasha demanded, trying to pry off the ankle bracelet. "Ms. Natasha, to prevent the guidance bracelets from accidentally slipping off mid-process, we have implemented secure and effective measures. There is no need for you to be alarmed." The AI had anticipated Natasha's question.

Natasha was wide-eyed. She had never seen such a vast and exquisite collection of restraint tools and sex toys. She really wanted to buy a set for herself. She reached into her pocket to take out her phone and take a picture. As soon as she got her phone in hand, an AI prompt sounded: "Please do not pick up any metal objects other than this product!" Natasha realized that the bracelet on her hand could also monitor the items she was holding, and she couldn't help but be startled. "Please follow the steps to package the goods. Step one: Please attach the marked bracelet-cuffs to No. 18 as shown in the display." The screen showed that bracelet-cuffs should be worn above Zhao Qing's wrists and elbows. "Hmph, what's for her is called handcuffs, and what's for me is called a bracelet. They really play with words," Sasha muttered to herself. These bracelet-cuffs looked similar to the ones Natasha was wearing, but they were designed more like handcuffs, opening and closing with a hinge at the "nose" of the cuff, making them easier to attach while the subject was bound. Zhao Qing did not resist, allowing Natasha to fasten the bracelet-cuffs onto her. Once all were in place, the cuffs tightened naturally, but without impeding blood circulation. "Please follow the instructions to anesthetize No. 18." The screen then displayed the steps for anesthesia. "Hmph, this is child's play for me," Natasha said confidently. She picked up a can that looked like an oxygen tank, as shown on the screen, opened the valve, and placed the breathing mask over Zhao Qing's nose. Zhao Qing initially resisted, shaking her head and trying to dodge, but Natasha held her jaw firmly, and she quickly lost consciousness. "Anesthesia complete. No. 18 heart rate normal, blood pressure normal, blood oxygen normal..." the AI immediately reported. "Please pick up the tablet for identity verification!" the AI prompted. "Please point the camera at No. 18's pupils." Natasha picked up the tablet and aimed it at Zhao Qing's eyes, lifting her closed eyelids. "Biometric authentication complete. Please proceed to the next step: remove No. 18's restraints and clothing." Following the instructions, Natasha picked up a small knife from the box, quickly cut through the ropes binding Zhao Qing, sliced through her clothes, and removed the toy from her private parts. "Please dress No. 18 in pantyhose." Natasha picked up the rolled-up black pantyhose from the box, skillfully unrolled them, and pulled them onto Zhao Qing's long, slender legs, all the way up to her waist. Through touch, Natasha felt that the material of these stockings was very special. The denier was not high, allowing Zhao Qing's tender, white skin to show through, yet they were exceptionally durable. Sequins that shimmered with silver light were woven into the upper thighs, and they were designed with an open crotch. A row of strange contact points was located at the back of the waistband. "Please attach bracelet-cuffs to the ankles, and above and below the knees." the computer continued to instruct. Natasha complied. "Please connect the bracelet-cuffs on both legs with chains." the tablet prompted. Natasha found the three 30cm chains shown on the screen. The chains were made of silver metal, about as thick as a pencil, but very sturdy. Both ends of the chains had bolt clasps. Once the clasp was hooked onto the "nose" of the bracelet-cuff and the bolt was tightened, it was secured. "Please dress No. 18 in a bodysuit." "Please tie No. 18's arms tightly with rope and wrap her hands with bandages." Natasha saw the instructions on the screen for binding Zhao Qing's arms straight. She picked up the golden rope, which was also a high-quality item, not very elastic, and felt incredibly smooth to the touch, making her reluctant to let go. She tied Zhao Qing's wrists and elbows together, ensuring they weren't too tight to impede blood circulation. Natasha made Zhao Qing's hands into fists and wrapped them with bandages, forming them into balls. "Please put on the single-arm gauntlet." Natasha began to further restrain Zhao Qing. She picked up the single-arm gauntlet and found it to be unusual. The inside of the gauntlet had a steel hoop at the wrist, elbow, and upper arm. The inner side featured an inflatable rubber ring, which, when inflated, provided additional restraint without harming the body. The upper part of the gauntlet had two leather straps that crossed in an X shape across the chest and locked at the back. The gauntlet also had a leather strap at the waist. Once locked, this strap secured the arms behind the back, preventing any forward or backward movement. "Please put on the collar." According to the display, this collar was also multi-functional. The outside of the collar had five holes. According to the instructions, one was for respiration, one for nutrient delivery, two for air, and one for power. The inside of the collar also had an inflatable rubber ring, which was both comfortable and could control breathing. The rubber ring was fitted with metal contacts, seemingly some kind of sensors. "Please insert the mouth plug, nose plug, and earplugs." Natasha picked up the mouth plug and examined it. It was a mask-type mouth plug integrated with nose and earplugs, covering the lower half of Zhao Qing's face. The inside of the mask was fitted with an inflatable mouth plug, and a very long soft tube extended from the middle, serving as a feeding tube. The upper part of the mouth plug had two breathing tubes. These tubes were routed within the mask's layers and extended from the back of the head, where they could be plugged into corresponding holes on the collar. The upper part of the mask also had a Y-shaped leather strap that passed over the top of the head and locked at the back of the head to prevent the mask from coming off. On each side of the mask were wired noise-canceling earbuds. The head could inflate within the ear canal to block out sound, while simultaneously transmitting instructions through internal earphones. Natasha, with practiced ease, quickly installed everything. "Please connect the power supply lines." The computer screen displayed the parts that needed to be connected to the power supply cable. The collar's power cable needed to be connected to the interface hidden at the back of the bodysuit's collar. The power interface on the back of the bodysuit needed to be aligned with the contacts inside the waist cincher, and the lower interface of the waist cincher needed to be connected to the contacts on the chastity belt's waistband. The contact points on the back of the pantyhose needed to be connected to the interface on the crotch guard. These interfaces and contact points all had locking mechanisms, ensuring they wouldn't detach once connected. "Power connection complete. Circuit is clear. Please dress No. 18 in high heels." Natasha picked up the high heels and discovered they also held hidden secrets. The soles of the shoes were slightly thick, with a large toe cuff inside. There was an electrode at the heel of the sole, and numerous small contact points from the arch to the ball of the foot. "Poor Sasha, these shoes are probably a beautiful trap," Natasha murmured to herself, slipping the shoes onto Zhao Qing's beautiful feet. When Natasha touched the leather shoelaces, she found that the outer layer was made of leather, but the inner lining was a soft metal chain, serving as reinforcement. After locking the shoelaces, a faint clicking sound came from inside the shoes, likely the toe cuffs automatically locking. "Congratulations, the packaging of No. 18 is complete. We will now begin the awakening process. System self-check initiated."

"Mmm, mmm!" Zhao Qing struggled twice in protest. She knew it was impossible to break free from the restraints, and could only hope that Shirey wouldn't let her die and that her will wouldn't be destroyed. Time ticked by, and the water was gradually absorbed by her intestines. It was only a matter of time before her bladder was full. "Mmm!" Zhao Qing felt a heat rising in her body, her heart racing. She sensed something was wrong. "No. 18, feeling something's not right? I added a little aphrodisiac to the water to heighten your sensitivity. There's more fun to come," Shirey said mischievously. "Mmm! Woo!" Zhao Qing indeed felt her pussy becoming wet, more sensitive to the rod inserted within. "Mmm-hmm!" The dildo in the chastity device finally started moving, thrusting with small, rhythmic motions. "Urk! Mmm!" Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, Zhao Qing's consciousness grew hazy. She found herself instinctively arching her back to the stimulation in her pussy. "Mmm?" Just as Zhao Qing was about to reach the peak, the dildo's movement abruptly stopped, and it rapidly cooled down, taking away the fiery pleasure from her pussy. Zhao Qing's reason told her not to lose herself, not to fall into Shirey's trap. She looked out at the sea, trying to distract herself. At that moment, the dildo in her pussy began to move again, gradually warming up and accompanied by waves of vibration. Zhao Qing's cooled desire was instantly reignited. Then, electric currents, like trickling streams, coursed through the soles of Zhao Qing's feet and her breasts. It felt like being caressed by feathers, a sensation of stinging and itching that amplified the pleasure. Zhao Qing tried to scratch herself, but her hands, bound by single-hand cuffs, ropes, and bandages, were useless. Zhao Qing began to lose some of her sanity, desperately twisting her arms, trying to break free. Shirey ordered the single-hand cuffs to inflate, the filled rubber rings tightly encircling Zhao Qing's arms, making escape impossible. "Mmm-mmm-mmm!" Zhao Qing let out muffled moans from her throat, seemingly on the verge of orgasm. But Shirey, employing the same tactic, quickly stopped the dildo's thrusting and lowered the temperature inside her pussy by injecting water into the device. "Wuwuwu!" Zhao Qing was utterly enraged. Her body writhed and twisted in the air, her hands behind her beating against the stainless steel chastity device, venting her desire. "Heh heh, do you want it?" Shirey asked in a seductive voice. "No, I can't. Zhao Qing, hold on!" a voice from within Zhao Qing's mind urged, calming her slightly. "Your body is very honest, it's produced a lot of moisture, my sensors have detected it all," Shirey continued. "Are you feeling the urge to urinate?" Shirey pressed. "Mmm~" Zhao Qing's attention was diverted by the pleasure. Reminded by Shirey, she quickly felt the urge to pee. "Urgh~~~~" Zhao Qing strained her abdomen, but only felt pain. Not a single drop of urine came out. "Wuwu!" The enraged Zhao Qing cursed Shirey. "Resistance will only be met with punishment. Cooperation is the path to 'freedom'," Shirey further persuaded. "'Freedom', hah, what a joke." Zhao Qing found the word 'freedom' coming from Shirey's mouth incredibly ironic. "I'll let you down. You need to walk to the restraint frame yourself, and then you'll get what you want." Shirey saw that Zhao Qing had stopped struggling and believed her punishment had been effective. "Dream on. Bring out all your tricks!" Zhao Qing, seeing Shirey's eagerness to make her surrender, felt her fighting spirit rekindle. "Silence?" Shirey asked. "Then let's continue our game. After all, you're the one who will suffer." Shirey started with an electric shock, but this time, the shocks were delivered to Zhao Qing's sensitive areas, including her nipples, waist, pussy, urethra, anus, inner thighs, and soles of her feet. This electric shock directly caused Zhao Qing to lose consciousness. "Zzzz..." "Hoo~" Zhao Qing woke up to a splash of water in her face. It turned out there was a water cannon installed in the ceiling. Shirey continued to intensify the training. More water was pumped into Zhao Qing's stomach through the nutrient tube. Shirey increased the dosage of the aphrodisiac while reducing the air supply. Zhao Qing's burning desire was doused with fuel, but without enough oxygen to burn, it was suppressed tightly. The internal vibrator started working again, and the harassing electric shocks to her sensitive areas returned. Under the early multiple stimuli, Zhao Qing quickly entered a state of arousal, letting out low growls from her throat again. "Mmm~~~" Zhao Qing struggled to breathe, twisting her body, unsure if she was trying to avoid the electric shocks or seeking pleasure. Just as she was climbing towards orgasm, the piston movement stopped once more, and the air supply was cut off, leaving only the itchy electric stimulation, the pain of a full bladder, and the hallucinations induced by the aphrodisiac. Zhao Qing felt her body becoming uncontrollable. Desperate for air and pleasure, she struggled fiercely. "Mmm!!!!!!!!!!!" Zhao Qing let out a series of orgasmic roars, her body convulsing and releasing immense strength, shaking the chains with a creaking sound. Shirey detected that Zhao Qing's consciousness was blurring, on the verge of unconsciousness. Suddenly, she released the air and opened the urethral plug. Zhao Qing gasped for air, and the accumulated urine inside her body gushed out, flowing down her thighs and onto the floor. "Stop... stop it!" Zhao Qing felt an overwhelming sense of shame. The continuous flow of urine lasted for two minutes before stopping. Zhao Qing felt the chains on her head loosen, and she collapsed into her own urine. "No. 18, do you understand your situation now? If you continue to resist, I don't mind doing it again," Shirey asked. "Mmm." Lying in her urine, Zhao Qing felt humiliated. She had never felt so helpless and lost. The powerful control of the artificial intelligence made her feel insignificant. If she didn't comply, she might go mad from repeated torture. Of course, the AI would avoid that, but enduring the torment while conscious was worse than going mad. "If you are willing to obey my commands, please nod your head." "Confirmed. No. 18 accepts the command." "Releasing your leg restraints. Please stand up and move to the restraint frame." "Please place your feet on the footprints on the ground." "Please stand up straight and accept the control of the restraint frame." "Restraint frame connected. Providing No. 18 with an orgasm reward." "Mmm~ Mmm~ Urgh..." Two days later. Zhao Qing was leaning forward, looking out at the undulating sea. She gazed into the deep ocean, lost in thought. "Natasha, I wonder how you are doing. I will definitely break free from these restraints with all my might!" In another shipping container, three naked girls lay on the floor. Two girls' hands were simply tied behind their backs with rope, and they wore iron shackles on their feet. Red gags were in their mouths, with a small lock attached to the strap behind the gag. They wore metal collars around their necks, the chains of which were connected to metal hooks on the container walls. The third girl had her elbows and wrists bound together behind her back in a Y-shape, and her legs were bent and tied at the thighs and calves, forcing her to kneel on the ground. She also had a gag with a lock in her mouth and a metal collar around her neck, the chain pulled taut. She struggled incessantly, letting out muffled cries. The area between her legs still

The bound god ran her hand over the characters on the collar, which surprisingly glowed purple. "Hmph, sister, you're still so greedy!" "Sister? Is this GS Company your family's?" "Of course not. Let me explain. I am the Bound God, and my sister is also the Bound God. However, she is the God of Restraint, and I am the God of Unbinding. Our duties are different, even opposing. In this world, for every knot, there is a solution; there has always been a balance. But my greedy sister..." As she spoke, the girl clenched her fists, her brows furrowed, seemingly filled with indignation. "My sister discovered that when those who are bound cannot break free, the despair they feel can increase her energy. This despair is even more potent and generates stronger energy when it comes from women." "GS Company and the people manipulating it behind the scenes are all puppets of my sister. She and they form a community of interest: she gains energy, and they satisfy their desires." "If you are the God of Unbinding, why don't you break these restraints?" "As I said, we are opposites. When I saw my sister colluding with humans, using their greed to create 'blessed' ropes and restraints to absorb energy, I could not stand by! So, I created some 'accidents' to break these bonds. This disrupted my sister's plan. Unexpectedly, she used the energy she stole to create these chains and bind me as well. Now my abilities are limited, and I can no longer wield divine power." "Then how can you save me?" Joey felt the air she was breathing becoming increasingly thin, her life hanging by a thread. "Just as my sister can draw strength from despair, I can draw strength from hope. However, these restraints blessed by my sister are too powerful for anyone to break. But you seem to have a stronger will to survive; you possess the willpower I need. Are you willing to accept my deal?" "What deal?" "Become my puppet and help me defeat my sister!" the girl asked earnestly. "Bound God, please help me get out of this damned place!" Joey silently pleaded in her heart. "Then it's a deal. My name isn't Bound God, it's Eva!" The girl, hearing Joey's agreement, jumped and clasped her hands together, speaking joyfully. "Oh, and I need you to try a little harder yourself, struggle a bit more. I don't have enough energy to cast a spell right now," the girl implored, leaning towards Joey. "Sigh..." Joey, seeing how unreliable this girl was, wondered if she could be trusted. But with no other options, she decided to give it a shot. Joey followed the girl's instructions, attempting once more to break free from the impossibly strong restraints. She used the last ounce of her strength to shake the ropes and steel bands around her. Suddenly, a muffled thud echoed through the water. The steel band above Joey's knee snapped open, and a broken iron pin slid out of the buckle. "I'm free!" Joey felt the pressure on her knee lessen. The broken iron pin contained the energy of Joey's struggle, and a wisp of white light was immediately drawn out by the girl. "Hmm, it's not much, but it's enough," the girl murmured, closing her eyes to sense it. Instead of casting a spell on Joey, the girl floated towards the bridge's control panel and poured her energy into it. The power-drained console flickered to life. "Hey, hurry up and untie me! I'm running out of oxygen!!!" Joey shouted, seeing the girl seemingly neglecting her task. "Sorry, I forgot to mention, my abilities are currently restricted by the chains, and these ropes also have my sister's blessing. I can't directly cast a spell to remove your restraints. So, I've used my magic to send out a distress signal for you. I hope rescue arrives soon!" the girl said with a smile, then vanished before Joey's eyes. "Don't go!" Joey cried out in her heart, but she couldn't reach out to stop her.