Bitch bondage for ex-girlfriends and their BFFs

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Dong Chunyu facing me, fiddling with her clothes, she was now only wearing a white lace underwear and a pair of matching white lace panties, which was originally placed in my bag. The two big white rabbits could be said to be in waves, calling out, shaking and making me look dumbfounded. Dong Chunyu saw me suddenly come in and hurriedly turned around to put on her clothes. Today she wore a very normal white dress, very youthful girl, and last night's backpack hip dress has a very big difference. Dong Chunyu asked which shopping mall to go to today to buy things for her, I froze, when I said I want to buy things for her to come, suddenly remembered that yesterday about her to go to the bar when promised to send her something. I thought it was just a casual remark, but she still remembered it. Well, I can only fulfill this promise. But how can I let her go to the mall so easily, I took out the rope again, Dong Chunyu is very helpless, but her resistance is of course ineffective, I tied her hands and arms behind her back, bundled into a straight arm, and then tied a circle of rope at her knees, so that her knees and thighs together, because the length of her skirt can be up to the knee below, so that this bundle of ropes will not be seen, as for her to be tied up can only walk in small steps! Whether this thing would be seen or not would depend on her level. Dong Chunyu questioned that I wouldn't want to take her to the mall like this, I smiled and nodded, Dong Chunyu was adamant that she wouldn't comply and began to struggle. After a bit of physical protest, I was undoubtedly victorious. The original purple stockings that had been covered in saliva earlier were stuffed back into Dong Chunyu's little mouth. Putting the gag on her again, it was so perfect that it was impossible to tell that there was a stocking stuffed in her mouth. Looking at this exquisite work, I was very satisfied. Bringing her high heels and holding her flawless little feet, Dong Chunyu's little feet, freshly showered, returned to that extremely cute state, and I placed her feet into the studded high heels. Dong Chunyu struggled and refused to cooperate, I wore once she kicked off, and then again she still kicked off. So disobedient that I had to give some punishment, the little td that had died yesterday had been fully charged by me, I stuffed her back into Dong Chunyu's lace panties and turned it up to maximum gear. Dong Chunyu couldn't imagine that I was using this little toy to stimulate her again, and fell back on the bed struggling to resist this crazy stimulation. For ten minutes, Dong Chunyu basically came to the state of obsession, full of flushing, just put on the small panties already have a little water stains, the whole body from time to time in order to resist the short-term stimulation and trembling twitching a few times, this kind of spirit is not at all like continuous gc many times the appearance. Feeling that it was almost time, I came over to Dong Chunyu and asked her if she was going to be good and obedient, she slightly opened her mouth and nodded her head gently with misty eyes. Seeing that she has become obedient, I turned the td switch off, and put her white and tender bare feet into her high heels again, this time she didn't dare to kick again, obediently put her feet together, and sat there, recalling the sensation from just now while waiting for my instructions afterward.

Wang Chun barged into the amusement park, picking out the rides she wanted to go on. It seemed Dong Chunyu hadn't told her that today was another trap, no wonder she dressed so nicely. There were very few people in the park; often, you'd walk past several rides before seeing a handful of people heading towards their desired destinations. We first went to the carousel. Wang Chun glanced down at her skirt and felt it wasn't suitable for riding the carousel, wanting to turn and leave. I grabbed her, and amidst her confused struggles, I half-heartedly led her onto the carousel. I took out a few restraints and two small toys I had previously used on Dong Chunyu from my bag. Beside the horse, I checked if anyone was looking in our direction. I lifted Wang Chun's red skirt. Before inserting the toys, I noticed Wang Chun was wearing Christmas-themed red thongs today, triangularly covering her body as if inviting anyone who looked. I quickly tucked the two small toys into Wang Chun's thong. Wang Chun pushed at me, trying to shove me away, but she dared not make too much noise. Her movements were incredibly awkward, as if she herself wanted to lift her skirt. There wasn't much time; the operator was about to turn on the power. I helped the reluctant Wang Chun onto a horse. Because she was wearing a skirt, sitting on the horse caused Wang Chun's panties and her exposed buttocks to directly touch the horse. I quickly removed Wang Chun's red high heels from her feet and used restraints to tie her feet, clad in vibrant red stockings, to the carousel's stirrups. During the restraint process, I carefully observed Wang Chun's stocking-clad feet. The toes were reinforced, making the toes faintly visible. I could vaguely see she had painted her toenails red. It seemed Wang Chun was all red today. I remembered Wang Chun used to prefer blue nail polish. Today, to match her entire outfit, she had switched to red. After securing Wang Chun's stocking-clad feet, her stockinged feet were now fixed to the stirrups. The red stockings formed a stark contrast with the black stirrups. Wang Chun was, of course, extremely unwilling. The horse I chose for her was specifically selected. It was on the outermost edge. As long as someone was watching nearby, her stocking-clad feet and the restraints on them would be clearly visible. I then put the high heels I had just removed from Wang Chun's feet onto her hands, one on each. The horse's head had a long pole extending down from the top, controlling the horse's up and down movement. I had Wang Chun's hands, now wearing the high heels, extend from either side of the pole to the front, and then used handcuffs to bind her hands together. This way, without unlocking the handcuffs, her hands couldn't be removed from the pole. After the restraints were complete, I admired my creation: a scantily clad beauty with high heels on her hands, her hands cuffed around the pole, and her stocking-clad feet on the stirrups, unable to move. Of course, what couldn't be seen from the outside were the two cute little toys tucked into her red thong. However, just from the appearance, Dong Chunyu was actually more embarrassed than Wang Chun. Because the denim mini-skirt she was wearing was very tight, sitting astride the carousel naturally caused the tight skirt to roll up to her waist. Therefore, Dong Chunyu now looked as if she was wearing nothing below her waist. She should be grateful she was wearing pantyhose; at least they provided some protection to her crotch and buttocks. Dong Chunyu sat on the horse awkwardly, giving me a pleading look. But I wouldn't let such a good opportunity pass. Mimicking what I did to Wang Chun, I also secured her hands to the sides of the pole, preventing her escape. As the operator flipped the power switch, the carousel horses began to turn slowly, and the two bound women started their shameful rotating display. I seized the opportunity to turn the toys' settings to maximum. Wang Chun, subjected to such high-intensity stimulation, immediately leaned her upper body onto the horse, as if deliberately arching her buttocks to show everyone. As the carousel rotated, the horses also began to rise and fall rhythmically.

She seemed genuinely resistant, struggling fiercely. It took considerable effort to subdue her. I pinned her hands behind her back, twisted them, and secured them tightly with handcuffs, ensuring they couldn't separate. Even with her hands bound, Dong Chunyu tried to stand and walk, but without the strength from her arms, she was more easily controlled. I removed her canvas shoes, nearly getting kicked in the process. I wasn't sure why she was reacting so intensely this time; perhaps her spoiled rich girl temper had flared up again. Once her shoes were off, her cute white-socked feet were revealed. Even in the dim light, her delicate, white-socked feet were incredibly alluring, though the scent emanating from them made me frown. Seeing Dong Chunyu's fierce resistance, I peeled off her white socks and balled them up, shoving them into her mouth. She shook her head back and forth, trying to evade my hand, but it was, of course, futile. The white cotton socks that had just been on her feet were now in her mouth, forcing her to taste herself. Dong Chunyu was wearing pantyhose under her socks, so her feet weren't bare, but it looked that way. The pair of stockings she wore were extremely thin and sheer; one wouldn't notice unless they looked closely, as if she were wearing nothing at all. I lifted her legs, placing both her stockinged feet on the wide chair, and forcefully spread them apart, preventing her from bringing her legs together. I then took restraints and bound her thighs and calves together, and used ankle cuffs to secure each stockinged foot to the armrests of the chair on either side. Dong Chunyu was forcibly spread into an M-position and bound to the chair. This was the most central and conspicuous spot in the entire theater. I wondered if the actors performing energetically on stage had noticed one of the three audience members now watching their performance with a shamefully gagged, M-positioned, stocking-clad mouth. Once secured, Dong Chunyu stopped struggling. The embarrassing posture made any struggle likely to attract the attention of the actors and staff on stage. If they noticed anything unusual and turned on the theater lights, Dong Chunyu's shameful, seductive pose would be completely exposed. Of course, this wasn't enough. I pulled her pantyhose down to her thighs, exposing her smooth, pale, perky buttocks directly to the seat, and also positioning her sexy little panties directly towards the stage. Dong Chunyu let out soft whimpers of protest. Even though her mouth was stuffed with white socks, she still tried to make some sound. I ignored her protests, pulled out the shirt tucked into her skirt, and unbuttoned it one by one, lowering it slightly. The little spaghetti straps of Dong Chunyu's camisole were revealed, covering her high, full breasts. And so, in the center of the theater's audience seating, while the stage play was in full swing, a beautiful woman exposed her body, tightly restrained in a shy pose, a scene of intoxicating allure naturally drawing the eye. After finishing with Dong Chunyu, I turned to look at Wang Chun. She was still watching the play as if nothing had happened, completely engrossed. Seeing that I had finished with Dong Chunyu, she obediently brought her hands together, waiting for me to bind her. Since that was the case, I obliged. I took out handcuffs and bound Wang Chun's left and right hands to the armrests on either side. I intended to bind her in a different pose than Dong Chunyu. I lifted her legs and extended them to the left and right of the seats in the row in front. This spread her legs apart, and the row of seats in front naturally formed a spread-leg restraint, preventing her from bringing her legs together, forcing them to remain apart. I then used ankle cuffs to secure her ankles to the armrests of the row in front. The original chains weren't long enough, but extension chains could be added to the handcuffs, which is how I managed to restrain Wang Chun's legs as well. If there had been an audience member in the row in front, they would have seen two pairs of jade feet, clad in red stockings and high heels, extended to either side of their armrests. Of course, at this moment, the entire theater's audience consisted of only the three of us. I placed a large ball gag in Wang Chun's mouth. She struggled to bite down on it, revealing a look of helpless grievance that was incredibly pitiable.

I clutched Dong Chunyu's dress and a pair of small leather shoes, weaving through the bookshelves. Of course, I wasn't going to leave Dong Chunyu tied up in the library. That would inevitably lead to her being discovered and becoming explosive news at school. A tall, beautiful woman, stripped naked in the library – imagine the sensational headlines. I was merely hiding her discarded clothes on the shelves. I placed the two small leather shoes on the highest shelves of two different bookcases, both stocked with books Dong Chunyu enjoyed reading. I figured she'd be able to find them. Placing them on the highest shelf meant she'd have to stand on tiptoe to reach them, just barely. I folded the dress and placed it on the lowest shelf, a shelf filled with history books she found dull and uninteresting. I wondered if she'd even bother looking for her dress here. I also planned to shackle her hands and feet with restraints and a short chain while she searched for her clothes, effectively limiting her movement and increasing the thrill of exposure. The keys to the restraints were also hidden on the two separate bookshelves. This would keep her busy enough. Satisfied, I walked back, observing that there were only three students in the entire library, all female, leaning against bookshelves reading or studying. Such a sparse crowd was advantageous for Dong Chunyu's exposure. I returned to the corner where Dong Chunyu was. She was confined to the corner, facing the wall, trembling as if doing penance. I approached her from behind, my footsteps clearly audible. I heard Dong Chunyu tremble, "My master is playing with me. He'll be back soon. Don't touch me, or he'll be unforgiving." Her terrified tone, coupled with such a defiant statement, made me chuckle. It also reminded me of what happened in the men's restroom at the mall last time. She had said something similar, full of fear. I couldn't bear to let her remain scared, so I cleared my throat and reminded her that it was me. Dong Chunyu finally turned her head, and upon seeing me, let out a sigh of relief. I then noticed that the gag I had placed in her mouth was now hanging around her neck. Seeing my confused gaze, Dong Chunyu whispered, "She kept rubbing the gag against the wall, and it just came out of my mouth naturally." She seemed to be trying to justify herself. I unlocked her restraints, and she immediately wrapped her arms around herself, trying to minimize the sway of her ample breasts. I told her about the task of finding her clothes and the keys to the restraints. Her initial joy at being unbound instantly turned to terror. I reapplied the restraints, connected by a short chain, to her hands and feet, restricting her movement. Now, Dong Chunyu could only take small steps, unable to advance quickly. Dong Chunyu asked me to accompany her. Of course, I couldn't agree openly, so I told her I'd just be browsing books in the library, perhaps we'd "accidentally" meet. Dong Chunyu looked helpless. With her stocking-clad feet, she began to search the nearest row of bookshelves, taking small steps. I couldn't resist reminding her, "If someone else sees you before you find them, then the consequences..." I left the rest for her to imagine. Dong Chunyu, her stocking-clad feet moving cautiously, searched in front of the dazzling array of bookshelves for the keys and clothes she needed. Every time she reached an aisle, she had to carefully observe if anyone was at the next bookshelf, all while keeping her movements subtle to prevent the chain of the restraints from clanking. As she walked, some sticky fluid that had been collected in her thong began to drip slowly to the floor, leaving a faint trail of moisture on the ground behind her. These droplets gleamed under the lights, quite conspicuous. Naturally, she didn't notice this, continuing forward, eager to find what she was looking for. However, the places I had hidden her clothes were on much farther shelves, and there was nothing nearby. I could sense her growing anxiety as she searched several shelves without finding anything, her steps quickening. At a corner, she was so rushed that she forgot she was wearing restraints. She took too large a step and stumbled, falling to the ground with a muffled thud. Before she could recover, a girl by a bookshelf heard the noise and came to investigate. Seeing Dong Chunyu almost naked, the girl quickly approached and helped her up. Dong Chunyu's predicament had been discovered. Her face began to burn, and facing a barrage of questions from the girl, Dong Chunyu could only softly explain that it was her master's task. The girl seemed to understand, scrutinizing Dong Chunyu from head to toe, her gaze lingering on the still-dripping thong. She seemed half-believing, half-skeptical, and retreated, perhaps feeling awkward, abandoning her reading and quickly leaving the library. Dong Chunyu stood frozen, nervously crossing one stockinged foot over the other, utterly lost. I could faintly see a tear rolling down her cheek. Having such a shameful secret exposed, even someone not as proud as her would feel mortified, let alone such a proud, beautiful woman. Fearing she might do something drastic, I stepped forward and embraced her. She submissively melted into my arms. I carried her back to the original corner and quickly retrieved her clothes from the hiding spots. Fortunately, no one had discovered or taken them. I hurried back to the corner. Dong Chunyu was squatting on the ground, looking like she was about to throw a tantrum.

As Dong Chunyu saw us preparing to leave, she struggled on the sofa, clearly not wanting to endure the smell of her own worn high heels while we were gone. She knew exactly how long she'd been wearing them, and the stench must have been unbearable. The M-leg bondage on the sofa also caused her discomfort, and she desperately tried to break free. I temporarily loosened the leashes of Cui Xin and Wang Chun, then walked over to Dong Chunyu. I secured her bound legs to the sides of a single sofa, forcing her legs forward into a spread position. Dong Chunyu's silk-stockinged legs remained restless, tugging at the ropes on the sofa in a futile attempt to escape. After securing her legs, I tightened the bondage on the original high heels tied to her face, ensuring her nose and mouth could clearly smell her own scent. This still didn't seem like enough, so before leaving, I decided to find another small toy for her. A dildo caught my eye, a standard prop I'd brought to the party villa. I opened it and tied it with a rope between Dong Chunyu's spread legs. The moment it made contact, she seemed to stop struggling against the ropes, her only resistance now directed at the dildo. It was clear she was conflicted. The prolonged binding and movement had already aroused her body, and now, with the dildo pressed against her, her resistance had turned to submission. However, she didn't want to reveal this desire in front of us, instead urging us to leave quickly. Watching Dong Chunyu shake her head on the sofa, feeling the stimulation of the dildo, I turned with satisfaction and picked up the leashes of Cui Xin and Wang Chun again. They had been on the floor for quite some time, and this dog-like posture required considerable strength to maintain. Wang Chun was still wriggling her perky buttocks and thighs, trying to pull up her pantyhose to cover her rear. Even after being bound like a dog, she was still restless. I whipped her perky buttocks with my riding crop. Wang Chun clearly didn't react, her body jolting, leaving a faint mark on her rear. If her mouth hadn't been tightly gagged with a ball gag, she would have likely let out a howl. Holding the whip, I led the two of them towards the exit. Wang Chun and Cui Xin clearly weren't accustomed to supporting their bodies with their elbows and knees, and their forward movement was slow, especially with their hands and legs folded and tightly bound together. The pain and humiliation of the bondage intensified with each movement. Crawling on their elbows and knees made their buttocks arch even higher. I occasionally whipped their buttocks with my crop, urging them to pick up the pace. Cui Xin and Wang Chun clearly moved little by little, carefully, to avoid falling or facing even harsher treatment. It took a considerable amount of time to crawl from the sofa to the door. They crawled intermittently, the ball gags in their mouths constantly dripping with clear saliva, truly like bitches. As they crawled, Wang Chun's pantyhose continued to slide down, gradually falling from her thighs. Throughout their time inside, they emitted faint moans, as if their current posture was providing them with considerable stimulation. I pushed open the door of the party villa, and a cool breeze rushed in. The two bitches on the floor, wearing only their underwear and panties, shivered in unison. I didn't stop, dragging them by their leashes into the yard. Descending the two steps on their knees and elbows was exceptionally difficult for them. They carefully placed their elbows and knees in stable positions, then arched their buttocks high, inching themselves down the stairs. Seeing their fair, round buttocks, I gave each of them a lash. This sudden stimulation, while they were already descending, caused both women to groan and nearly lose their balance, falling to the ground. Fortunately, their dance training had given them excellent balance. I wondered if Dong Chunyu and Wang Chun were still teaching children to dance in the dance studio. Perhaps after the previous dance studio bondage session, they had become too shy to continue. I resolved to ask them about it later, as the dance studio was also a suitable location for bondage. Once in the yard, I made a new decision: I would take Cui Xin for a walk on the main road first, as I hadn't played with her in a while. I led them through the party villa's yard to the main gate. I tied Wang Chun's leash to the villa's gate, confining her there like a guard bitch for the villa. Wang Chun writhed on the ground at the villa entrance, her body bound, seemingly believing that being bound and exposed here was too shameful and wanting to crawl back into the villa. However, I had secured the leash tightly, so Wang Chun could only try to face the villa. This, however, exposed her perky buttocks to the main road, faintly visible in the dim light. Her pink panties were particularly eye-catching, and anyone passing by would surely notice. Fortunately, the party villa was located in the suburbs, and there weren't many people around at night, making it relatively safe. But Wang Chun, bound as she was, was undoubtedly panicked. Seeing her frightened yet helpless, a mixture of shame and anger on her face, I took Cui Xin by the leash and started walking down the road. The road was quite empty, with no parked cars on either side. Even in the dim streetlights, it was clear that Cui Xin's face was flushed red as she crawled forward. Crawling in the middle of the main road was likely a first for her. When I had played with Dong Chunyu before, I had also made her crawl in the middle of the road and played some humiliating games. Despite the quiet surroundings, Cui Xin was still extremely shy, and her movements were noticeably slower. Her mid-calf boots offered some protection to her silk-stockinged legs and feet, but not to her knees. I whipped Cui Xin's buttocks, urging her to crawl faster and warning her that crawling too slowly might lead to discovery. This clearly had an effect. She began to wiggle her hips, crawling faster. Her body, clad only in a thong and bra, made it difficult for me to control my own desires. Her fair, smooth body now crawled with her head down in the middle of the road like a little bitch. Such a scene was surely rare. After walking a certain distance, I pulled on the leash, stopping Cui Xin from crawling further. The tension on Cui Xin's neck naturally made her turn her head to look at me. Saliva dripped from the holes of her ball gag onto her clothes, giving her a pitiable appearance. I told her to turn around and return to the party villa. Cui Xin first moved her left elbow to create an angle for turning, then moved her right elbow, rotating her entire body in the other direction. After repeating this action a few times, Cui Xin completed a 180-degree turn. During the turn, Cui Xin's legs were spread wide. I subtly observed that liquid was flowing from her thong onto the ground. A very faint trail of moisture marked where she had moved. The prolonged experience as a bitch had aroused her body, and she had unconsciously begun to secrete fluids. As she crawled back, I continued to crack my whip against her buttocks. With each lash, Cui Xin's body trembled, and she let out a muffled cry through her gag. At this point, I decided to remove the ball gag. The gag was heavy, clearly filled with accumulated saliva, some of which also dripped down her cherry lips. Since her hands were bound, Cui Xin couldn't wipe herself, so the saliva, a symbol of her humiliation and gagging, remained on her lips. I increased the intensity of my whipping. As expected, after removing the gag, lewd cries erupted from her mouth, piercing the quiet night and making the atmosphere subtly charged. Clearly, hearing such cries in this location made it difficult not to draw certain conclusions, especially when the sound was coming from the middle of the road. Cui Xin's cries grew more frequent, and my whipping also quickened. Throughout the crawl back to the villa, Cui Xin had to endure the lashing of her tender buttocks. The whipping also caused the fluid seeping from her thong to increase. What had started as a faint trace became quite noticeable as they neared the villa, like someone slowly sprinkling water from a bottle. I touched Cui Xin's thong with my finger and, as expected, it was soaked. I then inserted my wet finger into Cui Xin's mouth, letting her taste herself. Cui Xin, perhaps enjoying the feeling of being a bitch, sucked on my finger. As we approached the villa gate, Wang Chun, tied by the gate, came into view. She was like an ant on a hot pan, waiting for us to return from outside. Seeing me leading the dazed Cui Xin towards the gate, she seemed to forget she was still leashed and tried to approach us. However, the recoil of the collar yanked her neck, forcing her to remain in place. I untied her leash, letting Cui Xin, who had been crawling outside for some time, rest on her knees. Then, I took Wang Chun for a walk around the yard. I deliberately increased my pace, and Wang Chun became flustered, seemingly forgetting which arm or silk-stockinged leg to move first. Her frantic movements made it seem as though I was dragging her. Wang Chun, unable to cope, whimpered through her ball gag, protesting my actions. I was too lazy to use the whip, so I slapped her perky buttocks with my palm. Wang Chun wagged her buttocks like a bitch, as if one slap wasn't enough. I then slapped her buttocks several more times before she obediently allowed me to lead her, crawling and gradually circling half the yard.