New Age Policewomen

This world is set on a parallel Earth. In its early stages of civilization, humanity established a patriarchal, male-dominated society. As time progressed, the Western Age of Discovery shattered the existing gender paradigm, with egalitarianism supplanting female enslavement. The West also triumphed over the East. In the late stage of this egalitarian society, social contradictions escalated infinitely, leading to a chaotic clash of various ideological factions, including the nascent resurgence of female enslavement ideology. Against this backdrop, Miss Li Bai of the nation of Seres emerged as the leader of a renaissance, guiding Seres to establish the world's first female-enslavement state. In this female-enslavement nation, women are slaves, and men are their masters. Simultaneously, women form the backbone of society; all officials, military personnel, and police are women. Corporate law mandates that legal representatives and general managers of businesses must also be women. In this new societal model, women, while enslaved and heavily controlled, are also the administrators and agents of society. Men, as masters, control both women and society, while also enjoying the social order constructed by women. This arrangement achieves a dynamic balance in gender relations, theoretically grounded in an improved version of gender essentialism. The most crucial ideological vehicle for practicing female enslavement is the aesthetic of bondage. Upon reaching adulthood, women are required to undergo binding, an act that complements their naturally graceful bodies and passive physiological attributes. For women in bondage, opportunities for idleness are reduced, leading to a significant increase in work efficiency. Furthermore, female enslavement ideology encompasses the concept of female animalism, where girls emulate the functions of ancient livestock, being bound and driven to fulfill needs in work, transportation, and entertainment. It also includes the principle of service, wherein the aforementioned administrative bodies, military, and police transform into service institutions, with bound women serving the populace. Following the establishment of female enslavement, Seres experienced an economic boom, being the first to emerge from the global economic crisis. However, Western nations, harboring persistent ambitions, launched fierce assaults on the new Chinese regime, all of which were repelled. The wave of female enslavement revolution spread to neighboring Korea and Japan, and soon these two nations joined the ranks of female-enslavement states. The world began to divide into two major camps: the female-enslavement bloc and the reactionary bloc. The female-enslavement bloc achieved continuous victories, while the enemy forces were in constant retreat...

We set off for Taihe Mountain early in the morning, the faint mist of water permeating the small water town. We packed our bags and began to move. Yue’e piloted the small boat from the town into the wide river, and ten kilometers upstream would bring us to Taihe Mountain. Along the riverbank, five chains could be seen submerged in the water. Yue’e jiggled the ropes to awaken these mermaids. Soon, these underwater sprites surfaced, their happy whimpers filling the air. Yue’e hitched the mermaids to the boat, and we set off. The boat glided slowly, and we gradually entered the open waters. Here, larger vessels, also pulled by mermaids, were present, perhaps a dozen chains each. It was truly remarkable. The boat advanced at a leisurely pace, and after an indeterminate time, we finally arrived. We disembarked. Because the waters here were so expansive, Yue’e deposited the mermaids at the dock. She worked with the staff to retrieve them and take them to designated rooms for storage. After storing them, we boarded a small train to Taihe Mountain. The train was an old-fashioned model, likely designed to attract tourists. Through the windows, we could see the clean and bright scenery all around. The carriage wasn't crowded, offering ample space. Muyao's body became the focal point of our affections. I leaned against his left shoulder, Muyu pressed down on me, and Muxue leaned against his right shoulder. Yuxin knelt between Muyao's legs. Today, she wasn't needed to pull the carriage, so her restraints were loose. Besides the usual bit, she wore a leather strap just below her breasts, her arms held straight behind her, fastened with handcuffs. Before we left, I had specifically applied a peach blossom eye makeup to Yuxin, making her the most beautiful mare in the world. Yuxin herself was overjoyed. This mischievous little thing, kneeling between Muyao's legs, unconsciously rested her head against Yao’er’s treasure. However, the bit in her mouth prevented her head from making contact. Muyao noticed her ploy, tugged her ponytail, and made her lift her head. Yuxin giggled mischievously. "You little rascal are getting naughtier," Muyao said, patting her cheek. He then ordered her to kneel properly, and Yuxin ceased her restless movements. The train traveled for about fifteen minutes before reaching the station. We all alighted with cheerful spirits. Today, my sisters and I were all wearing newly purchased local specialty clothing. Muxue wore a beige qipao, her long, slender legs clad in gray stockings. Muyu wore a seductive red qipao, paired with sexy black stockings. Both their qipaos reached only to the top of their thighs, with slits extending to their navies. I wore a white qipao with a high slit, and beneath it, nude stockings. Unlike their high heels, I wore thick-soled platform shoes, which added a touch of playful cuteness while maintaining sexiness. Yudie and Yue’e were dressed in server-style slave outfits, their bodies entirely encased in stockings. For now, they were not bound, as they were responsible for guiding us. We needed to deposit our luggage at our accommodation. Yudie mentioned that Taihe Mountain required two days, so we would be staying overnight.

And more importantly, the security agencies are the most efficient and best-serving departments in the government. New era security is entirely for the service of the masses, so a large number of confrontational weapons, including firearms and batons, have been decommissioned. There will be no more gun-related homicides, with only auxiliary props such as anesthetics and markers retained. A large number of SM supplies have also been added, such as ropes, gags, tape, and restraints. Handcuffs, which were previously used to apprehend criminals, are now used to restrain security officers themselves. Furthermore, with the advancement of sexual concepts, people's thinking has become more liberated. SM is no longer a taboo or deviant topic, but a widely accepted lifestyle. Women have gained a superior social status, making them more confident. The masochistic tendencies prevalent among women are perfectly released through SM, and the concept of women being bound and abused in work and life has become deeply ingrained. The trade of female slaves has been legalized, and any form of bondage or enslavement of men is considered illegal. In this world, there are no queens, only female slaves. In line with the times, security officers are required to wear makeup and sexy attire, and are bound and gagged while on duty. This transformation of security officers has greatly improved their image and satisfies people's sexual desires, the specifics of which we will discuss later. At the same time, the act of binding security officers has completely reversed their previous superior position over civilians. In the past, security officers were completely free and armed, with combat power far exceeding that of citizens. Now, with security officers bound and gagged, anyone can easily subdue them, and in their disadvantaged position, they can better serve the masses wholeheartedly. Therefore, both male and female citizens are very satisfied. Third, all security officers are bound and under strict surveillance, with their power locked within the cage of the system. The bureaucratic structure of the security agency is also simple and tightly controlled. Thus, the security bureau has become the most efficient and incorruptible department in the government. Even though corruption has been almost eradicated in the government as a whole, this advantage is still evident. Alright, this is the glorious history of our security force, and I, Liu Muyao, am a qualified security officer from today onwards! I look at myself in the mirror: 170cm tall, with long, slender legs in black stockings, a beautiful face, exquisite makeup, a slim and well-proportioned figure, a waist that can be held in a single grasp, large breasts, my hands tightly cuffed behind my back, my small mouth firmly gagged, whimpering pitifully at you. Even I am intoxicated by such beauty. Will the citizens be equally captivated when they see me? "Ladies," a high-pitched, sweet female voice emanates from the loudspeaker, "today is your first day as security officers. Each of you will have an experienced security officer as a partner to guide you in completing your tasks together." It's time to go. We leave the locker room in a single file. We arrive at the hall, where our senior sisters are dressed in the same way, as this is the security uniform. They have been waiting for a long time. The senior sister assigned to me is named Han Yan红. She is very beautiful, possessing a charm of worldliness and maturity that I lack. She looks at me, her beautiful eyes full of smiles. Since we are both gagged and cannot speak, we exchange a few muffled sounds and then communicate with our eyes. She probably finds me attractive too and has been looking me up and down. "It's time to depart," the broadcast announces again. We exit the hall and board the security vehicle. In the past, it was criminals who were handcuffed and forced onto security vehicles; now, security officers are treated the same way. I really don't understand why security officers in the past didn't know how to enjoy themselves. We board the vehicle, ten beautiful girls, bound and gagged, squeezed into the narrow compartment like pieces of meat. The compartment is enclosed, but thankfully there is air conditioning.

After I finished dressing, I took out another pair of thick, flesh-colored stockings. These weren't for wearing, but for gagging. I stuffed them into my mouth, and the feeling of fullness immediately filled my oral cavity. The stockings were very absorbent, effectively soaking up my saliva and expanding, making my small mouth even more packed. I then took out a huge ball gag. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and shoved the ball in, pressing down on the stockings in my mouth. I bit down on the ball gag and fastened the strap as tightly as possible. I used to wonder why there were so many holes if it was always fastened to the tightest setting. Then I understood: having many holes and then tying it to the last one creates a psychological suggestion that this is the highest degree of restraint, a feeling that is intoxicating. "Mmmph~" I tried to make a sound, but only a mosquito-like moan escaped. I was extremely satisfied with the gag. Next, I took out the handcuffs. These weren't for apprehending criminals, but for self-restraint. In the past, the proportion of female security personnel was very low, but they did exist. I always found it strange why they wouldn't use handcuffs on themselves and instead chose to restrain others. I first cuffed one hand, then brought it behind my back, and maneuvered my other hand into the cuff. With a click, my hands were securely bound. At this point, my security uniform was completely on. "Mmmph—" I looked at the beautiful, restrained girl in the mirror and couldn't help but smile. From today on, I am a security guard! Speaking of which, modern security personnel are almost entirely different from their predecessors due to the development of the times. Centuries ago, a German philosopher named Marx said that the state apparatus is a tool for the ruling class to maintain its rule. Security guards are a typical example of this state apparatus. Back then, most security guards worldwide were men, and they would stop at nothing to achieve their goals. The few female security guards were also assimilated by them, becoming cold-blooded. In any country, security guards used violent means to stop crime. They didn't concern themselves with underlying grievances or the fairness of the law; they simply carried out orders from superiors, brutally suppressing the enemies of the ruling class. At the same time, the high concentration of power also made security agencies a breeding ground for corruption.

Each of us stuffed stockings and gags into our mouths, put on handcuffs, and the eight of us set off from the police station to the shop to relieve the previous shift of female officers. As we walked into the store, the previous shift of eight female officers, all in neat uniforms, were already standing obediently waiting for us. We bumped chests with them and kissed through our gags as a greeting. Then we watched them get into their car. After this, our group would be responsible for this shop for the week, and we had to earn our salaries with full energy! After we entered the store, everyone first unlocked their handcuffs. According to the pre-arranged division of labor, the four designated colleagues were asked to remove all their clothes and be fitted with mare equipment. These four colleagues were here to serve as transport mares for the shop. The female slave shop provided delivery services, and citizens could order female slaves online for delivery. However, doing so made it impossible to thoroughly vet the female slaves. Citizens could also visit the store while shopping to make their selections. After purchase, they could choose to take them home themselves or have the store deliver them, which required the mares for transportation. The image of mares transporting female slaves is quite titillating to think about. We fitted the four colleagues with their horse tack, put on their bits, and led them into a small room, the mare's room. The light inside was dim, with only four iron racks for tethering horses and a simple trough. There was also a large bed next to them for the four of them to sleep on. Our police station wasn't large, and we didn't have cliques; we were all sisters. The four of us, being the more liberated female officers, couldn't resist playing around with our colleagues who had become horses, causing them to whimper repeatedly. We didn't dare to get too rowdy, and before long, the four of us had tied the four colleagues to the railings in the stable and blindfolded them. It was only 8 AM, an hour before opening, so there was still plenty of time. We opened the warehouse door. The warehouse contained the shop's merchandise, which were the sex slaves. These sex slaves were restrained on simple beds with leather straps. Because they were sleeping, they weren't bound severely. The female slaves were wearing specialized restraint suits, the kind previously used for mental patients. The beauties' hands were placed parallel beneath their chests, bound by leather straps. The sleeves completely covered their hands, and the ends of the sleeves were tied behind their backs, thus restraining them. Although simple, it was very secure. Below the restraint suit was a crotch strap made of leather, which tightened around their [REDACTED] covered by white silk stockings, continuously tormenting them. The female slaves' mouths were stuffed with absorbent cloth wads that would expand when wet. Then, they were sealed with strong adhesive tape. Finally, waterproof gauze was wrapped around them a few times. These female slaves had long been awake. "Mmmph~~ Mmmph mmmph~~" They whimpered upon seeing us enter, as if begging us, too naive. We took a headcount; there were 35 female slaves in total, 3 of whom were for limited sale, meaning we could take out 32. However, the shop couldn't accommodate so many, so we took out 16 female slaves. The female slaves were wearing the restraint suits they slept in; they would need to be dressed up further for sale. We unfastened the restraint suits of these 16 female slaves, allowed them to change into their underwear, and also provided them with brand-new mouth gags. In addition, we had to dress them up further. Everyone brought out a large quantity of ropes, tape, and restraint straps and bound these girls tightly. "Ugh!! Ugh!!" These goods cried out in pain. To avoid monotony, we used different binding methods: straight arm, Japanese style, five-flower, rear-hand Guanyin, peach binding, four-hoof convergence. One of them, bound like a four-hoof, was even hung up like this. After the binding was complete, we placed signs with prices and information next to them. After finishing with the female slaves, it was time to attend to ourselves. We couldn't be completely unrestrained either. Each of us put on a handcuff, connected by a 30cm wide chain. Since we still had to move and package these female slaves, they were quite loose. With everything ready, we waited for the shop to open. There weren't many people right at 9 AM, but around 9:30 AM, the first customer arrived. "Welcome!" we greeted the gentleman enthusiastically. He paced in, asked a few questions, looked around, and then left. Many customers just came to look; after all, buying a female slave was quite an expense. Gradually, more and more people came to browse the store. Some even brought their own female slaves to shop with them. Our female officers accompanied customers one-on-one, allowing them to choose slowly. "Welcome!" Another customer entered, leading a beautiful female dog. The beautiful dog lay on the ground, walking on its knees and hands, just like the ones I'd seen on patrol. Her little hands were covered in boxing gloves, her thighs were folded and bound with leather straps, and there were pads on her little hands and knees. She wore a leather corset, and her [REDACTED] was covered by a chastity belt. The only difference was that this female dog had a large, white glass gag in her mouth. Her face was wreathed in smiles, full of seductive charm. "Sir, hello," I quickly nestled into his embrace. "Come, show me your merchandise." I led her to the female slaves and introduced them in detail. The female dog knelt quietly beside them. Since the female slaves for sale were bound in a coiled position, they were at the same height, and the two of them simply stared at each other. While I was chatting with the customer, I was interrupted by the female slave's intense whimpers. It turned out the little female dog was using her gloved little hands to caress the female slave's [REDACTED] and [REDACTED], catching the female slave completely off guard. "Yingying," the man reprimanded the female dog sternly. "Mmmph~" The little female dog immediately flinched back in fright, curled up on the ground, revealing a wronged and fearful expression, just like a real puppy. I looked at this little dog and thought she was really cute; I really wanted to take her home. The man watched for a while longer and then left with his little female dog. It seemed he wasn't really planning to buy anything, just looking, but we still had to serve him with the utmost diligence. A while later, another little boy came in. He looked about six or seven years old, very young. However, in stark contrast, he was leading two very large and plump female dogs. If these two female dogs stood up, they would probably be over 175cm tall, but they couldn't stand up. Dressed in standard female dog attire, they could only crawl on the ground. Their bodies were full of flesh, their [REDACTED] hung down like watermelons, their folded and bound legs were tender and plump, and their waists were relatively slender

Each of us stuffed stockings and gags into our mouths, put on handcuffs, and the eight of us set off from the police station to the store to relieve the previous shift of female officers. As we walked into the store, the previous shift of eight female officers, all in neat uniforms, were already standing obediently waiting for us. We bumped chests with them and kissed through our gags as a greeting. Then we watched them get into their car. After that, our group would be responsible for this store for the week, and we had to earn our wages with full energy! After we entered the store, everyone first unlocked their handcuffs. According to the pre-arranged division of labor, the four designated colleagues were asked to strip completely and were fitted with mare equipment. These four colleagues were here to serve as transport mares for the store. The female slave store offered a delivery service, where citizens could order female slaves online for delivery. However, doing so made it impossible to thoroughly vet the female slaves. Citizens could also visit the store while shopping to make their selections. After purchase, they could choose to take them home themselves or have the store deliver them, which required the mares for transportation. The thought of mares transporting female slaves was quite arousing. We fitted the four colleagues with their horse tack, put on their bits, and led them into a small room, the mare's room. The light inside was dim, with only four iron racks for tethering the horses and simple troughs. There was also a large bed nearby for the four of them to sleep on. Our police station wasn't large, and there were no cliques; we were all sisters. The four of us, being the more free-spirited female officers, couldn't resist playing with our colleagues who had become horses, causing them to whimper and whine repeatedly. We didn't dare to get too carried away, and before long, the four of us had tied the four colleagues to the stable railings and blindfolded them. It was only 8 AM, an hour before opening, so there was still plenty of time. We opened the warehouse door. The warehouse contained the store's merchandise, which were the sex slaves. These sex slaves were restrained on simple beds with leather straps. Because they were sleeping, they weren't bound too severely. The female slaves were wearing specialized restraint clothing, the kind formerly used for mental patients. The beautiful women's hands were placed parallel beneath their chests, bound by leather straps, with the sleeves completely covering their hands. The ends of the sleeves were tied behind their backs, thus securing them. Although simple, it was quite firm. Below the restraint clothing was a strap forming a crotch rope, tightening around their [REDACTED] covered by white silk stockings, continuously tormenting them. The female slaves' mouths were stuffed with absorbent cloth wads that would expand when wet, then sealed with strong adhesive tape. Finally, waterproof gauze was wrapped around them a few times. These female slaves had long since woken up. "Mmmph~~ Mmmph~~" They whimpered upon seeing us enter, as if begging us, too naive. We took a headcount; there were 35 female slaves in total, 3 of whom were for restricted sale, meaning we could take out 32. However, the store couldn't accommodate so many, so we took out 16 female slaves. The female slaves were wearing their sleeping restraint clothing; they would need to be dressed up further for sale. We removed the restraint clothing from the 16 female slaves and had them change into clean underwear, also providing them with brand new mouth gags. In addition to this, we had to dress them up further. Everyone brought out a large quantity of ropes, tape, and restraint straps, and bound these girls tightly. "Ugh!! Ugh!!" These goods cried out in pain. To avoid monotony, different binding methods were used, including straight arm, Japanese style, hogtie, reverse prayer, shibari, and four-limb restraint. One of the four-limb restraints was even hung up like this. After the binding was complete, signs with prices and information were placed beside them. After finishing with the female slaves, it was time to attend to ourselves. We couldn't be completely unrestrained either. Each of us put on a handcuff, connected by a 30cm wide chain. Since we also had to move and package these female slaves, they were quite loose. With everything ready, we waited for the store to open. There weren't many people right at 9 AM, but around 9:30 AM, the first customer arrived. "Welcome!" we greeted the gentleman enthusiastically. He paced in, asked a few questions, looked around, and then left. Many customers just came to browse; after all, purchasing a female slave was quite an expense. Gradually, more and more people came to the store. Some even brought their own female slaves to browse. Our female officers accompanied customers one-on-one, allowing them to choose slowly. "Welcome!" another customer entered, leading a beautiful female dog. The beautiful dog lay on the ground, walking on her knees and hands, just like the ones I'd seen on patrol. Her small hands were covered in padded gloves, and her thighs were folded and bound with leather straps. There were pads on her small hands and knees. She wore a leather corset and a chastity belt on her [REDACTED]. The only difference was that this female dog had a large, white glass gag in her mouth. Her face was smiling, full of seductive charm. "Sir, hello," I quickly nestled into his embrace. "Come, show me your merchandise." I led her to the female slaves and introduced them in detail. The female dog knelt quietly beside them. Since the female slaves being sold were in a coiled position, they were at the same height, and the two of them gazed at each other silently. While I was chatting with the customer, I was interrupted by the intense whimpering of a female slave. It turned out the little female dog was using her gloved small hands to caress the female slave's [REDACTED] and [REDACTED], catching the female slave completely off guard. "Yingying," the man reprimanded the female dog sternly. "Mmmph~" The little female dog immediately flinched back in fear, curled up on the ground, displaying a wronged and frightened expression, just like a real puppy. I looked at this little dog and found her so adorable; I really wanted to take her home. The man watched for a while longer and then left with his little female dog. It seemed he wasn't really looking to buy, just to browse, but we still had to receive him with the utmost courtesy. A while later, another little boy came in. He looked about six or seven years old, very young. However, in stark contrast, he was leading two very large and plump female dogs. If these two female dogs stood up, they would probably be over 175cm tall, but they couldn't stand up. Dressed as standard female dogs, they could only crawl on the ground. Their bodies were full of flesh, their [REDACTED] hung down like watermelons, and their folded, bound legs were tender and plump. Their waists, however, were relatively slender. Both female dogs wore horse-bit gags, which is a more civilized way to gag a female dog, preventing drool from escaping. It was quite unsettling to see such a small child leading such large female dogs. I walked up to the child and bent down, "Little friend, your dogs are so beautiful, what are their names?" "Her name is Big Fatty, and her name is Second Fatty," the child replied, patting the female dogs' backs. The two female dogs nodded excitedly. Girls dislike being called fat the most. The fact that they could accept such names indicated their humanity had truly been extinguished, and they had completely become female dogs. In reality, they weren't fat; they just had large breasts and plump bodies, making them appear enormous compared to the child.

I held the slip, ready to pick up my husband. I looked at the paper, which had his photo on it. It was a picture of a very beautiful girl. She had been completely transformed, and you couldn't tell it was my husband at all. In the portrait, she wore a radiant smile, looking incredibly sweet. In the bondage photo, she was squatting on the ground with her legs spread, a large ball gag in her mouth. This shot clearly showed a lot of misery, making her look very unwilling. Her breasts were outrageously large, bigger than mine and Xue's, about the same as Xiangxiang's. Would my husband be brought out like this soon? A female officer, bound and gagged, approached my window. She led me deeper into the police station. We first passed a long corridor and arrived at the detention area. This was a separate building. The female officer entered a password and opened the door. The atmosphere inside was different, noticeably more somber. In the corridor, female inmates were being escorted. The female officer's mouth was stuffed with a red ball gag, her hands cuffed behind her back. She was leading three female inmates, who were connected by collars around their necks. The inmates wore white straitjackets and white stockings. These straitjackets had unusually long sleeves. The inmates' hands were folded parallel in front of them and bound by a strap. The sleeves were pulled behind their backs and tied securely, completely immobilizing their upper bodies. Their faces were covered with masks, and they whimpered incessantly. Their mouths must have been stuffed full too. The female officer led them, sometimes yanking their collars when they were too slow, causing the inmates to stumble. There were so many rooms inside. Was this many people working here? Ah, I understood. A middle-aged man entered a room, embracing a bound and gagged female officer. The purpose of so many rooms then became clear. One room's door was ajar. I peeked inside to see what was happening. Inside, female officers were binding female inmates. Two inmates who had already been bound stood to the side. Two female officers were binding another inmate. Since the officers' hands were cuffed behind their backs, they couldn't lift them very high. The inmate was forced to kneel on the ground, her face being covered by a mask by the officer in front of her. The officer behind her was half-squatting, tightening the sleeves behind her back. I was truly impressed by these two female officers. Their hands were cuffed behind them, yet they were still so agile and skilled at binding others. The corridor was crowded. A beautiful female officer was leading a female dog. The little female dog wore a muzzle that prevented her from closing her mouth. Her small hands were covered by single-hand boxing gloves, and her legs were taped together. She could only crawl on the ground using her hands and knees, thankfully with knee pads. This must be a police dog. So cute. I wish I had a female dog like this at home. As the little female dog passed me, she happily stuck out her tongue. She was truly adorable. The female officer continued to lead me forward, finally reaching the innermost area. This was where people were picked up after completing their sentences. The female officer and I sat on a bench, waiting. The door to the reception room was pushed open, and two female officers roughly escorted out a female inmate. This inmate wasn't wearing a straitjacket. She wore a long-sleeved short jacket, a silk ribbon tied around her neck, and a strapless black bra supporting her enormous breasts. Her perfect, slender waist was exposed, and she wore extremely short triangle hot pants on her lower body. Her long, shapely legs were clad in gray pantyhose, and she stood in ultra-high heels. Her upper body was wrapped in a dense network of ropes, her arms crossed and bound behind her back. A white silk scarf covered her small face, concealing her tightly stuffed mouth. She also wore shackles on her ankles, only 30cm long, making it impossible for her to take proper steps. "Is this Chen Yuhan?" "Mmm-hmm!!" Although the two female officers weren't bound, they still had ball gags in their mouths. They both nodded. Is this my husband? I truly couldn't believe it. She had completely transformed into a girl. "Xilie?" The girl nodded in pain, her eyes brimming with tears. I quickly hugged her, my former husband. "Don't be sad, my darling. Yueyi is here to pick you up." "Wuwu..." The girl sobbed softly. Her breasts were truly enormous. "Wuwu..." The female officer who brought us in gestured that we could leave.

Despite our nation's current affluence, not everyone lives well. Men are generally wealthy, not only holding jobs but also profiting from female slaves. However, many women are impoverished, left to wander the streets. Some are lazy, content to live off handouts; others have lost their jobs due to poor credit histories; some are outright criminals, on the run but not for serious offenses, thus not actively pursued. These individuals constitute societal instability and require strict management. Overall, the government does not seek their complete eradication. For instance, certain parks are tacitly permitted as gathering places for them. However, with a growing number of homeless women, they are beginning to encroach upon more prosperous areas. Recently, Madam Liu Ying assumed power, and during significant periods like this, crackdowns on the homeless women phenomenon are initiated. Today, our deployment is to apprehend these "trespassing" homeless women. It is now midnight, the night deep. Tonight, no female officers are dispatched for physical fieldwork; all units deployed are here to apprehend homeless women. Our precinct has assigned ten officers, divided into two teams, A and B. Tonight, we have not donned handcuffs on ourselves, nor have we worn gags; this is our attire for apprehending individuals. There are still some men on the streets, and though we will bow and greet them, they understand that our current attire signifies an apprehension mission, and they will not solicit our services. Both teams have arrived at Makondo Road, a street name chosen in homage to "One Hundred Years of Solitude." This area is considered one of the more prosperous parts of the city, featuring several large shopping malls and a few smaller parks. Recently, some homeless women have appeared here. We are equipped with a considerable amount of gear tonight: handcuffs, gags, collars, and additionally, a women's spray, a fast-acting anesthetic spray designed to incapacitate females. Our team also carries a handgun loaded with tranquilizer darts, capable of instantly incapacitating women weighing under 60kg, and rendering those heavier than that immobile. Makondo Road at midnight is remarkably tranquil, with few pedestrians. However, the traffic remains steady. Our Team A is dropped off by the police car at the entrance of a shopping mall, while Team B remains in the vehicle to guard apprehended female slaves. This place is called Jingfeng Center. The mall's main entrance boasts a massive glass curtain wall, and the lobby inside features a giant globe. In the plaza before the entrance stands a colossal dinosaur model, likely a herbivore like a Brontosaurus, though our identification is uncertain. What is clear, however, is that someone is sleeping beneath the dinosaur. Our luck is excellent today, yielding immediate results. Wonderful. The five of us approach calmly, encircling her from all sides of the dinosaur to prevent escape. She is sleeping soundly, oblivious to everything. She does not stir even as we reach her. She lies on a tattered mat, covered by a dirty quilt, sleeping peacefully. I wake her. Upon seeing us, she is startled, but we do not wait for her to speak. We immediately subdue her, handcuff her, and fit her with a gag. "Mmmph! Mmmph!" the woman cries out in despair, but it is to no avail. We inspect her belongings and then put on her bra and secure her sandals. Sister Yan Hong and I escort her back to the police car, leaving the others to clean up the scene. Our colleagues in Team B are surprised by the swiftness of our success. Inside the minivan-like police car, they were engaged in playful self-restraint with gags. Before they could finish, we returned with our first apprehension. They quickly remove their various props. "How so fast? It hasn't even been three minutes," says Zhou Nan, who was just biting on a gag while binding a colleague. "We didn't expect it either. She was right there, under that big dinosaur," you reply. The homeless woman appears defiant, "Mmmph! Mmmph!" she growls at me, gagged. "Oh, still not convinced? Let's see how my colleagues deal with you," Sister Yan Hong shoves the homeless woman towards Zhou Nan and the others. "My dear, let's see how we'll handle you," Zhou Nan says, pinching her chin threateningly.

Sisters gave each of us a pair of flesh-colored pantyhose, now the weather is cooler, give us a thicker pantyhose, probably more than 200D, but not so thick that it's like a bare-legged artifact. After wearing them, we put a small piece of silk scarf in our mouths to absorb saliva, and then put on a red gag ball, the same way female police officers usually gag their mouths, and finally put on the police handcuffs. Our shoes were not issued, everyone was still wearing slippers, it seems that we should go to the commissioner to collect them. As for the clothes, there's no need to count on them, we're there to play the role of domestic animals, we'll definitely be naked by the time we get there Once we were all dressed, the sisters led us towards the courtyard to wait for that little brother to come over. It was about six o'clock when a minibus and a van appeared in the yard of the police station. The car down several big man, they actually wear ancient clothes, look like this is to engage in Chinese activities, and we are these female prisoners is the shooting needs "props". I just look at their clothes look can not distinguish what dynasty. Only see them wearing red cross-collar robes, wearing khaki pants underneath, wearing a head a bit like a tank top hat of the ancient hat, hat also inserted on both sides of a long feather. They all had beards on their faces, I don't know if they were left or painted, anyway, the beard type looked very ancient as well. The overall feeling given, they should not be a literati image, may be soldiers officers and other roles, the degree of reduction is like the unearthed terracotta warriors and horses. They all looked pretty much the same dressed up like this, but I could still tell the little fat brother who came to carry out the commission yesterday by his body type, and he looked even bigger in size when he put on the wide Han clothes, like a wall. He brought the other two big brothers with him to the front of our queue. One by one, he toured us, looking at our accomplishments and expressing his satisfaction. Then he, along with the men in the car, brought down many boxes of props from the carry, and this began the process of having to dress us. You can see one of the boxes open is boots, all high-heeled women's boots, most of them are even size. Several brothers and sisters were busy, helping us to put them on one by one. These boots are very long, when I wore them, they were up to my knees, but some sisters wore them as knee-high boots. The heels of the boots were all very high, about the same height as a police officer's heel, which is a more common standard for livestock conditioning. The other box was opened and it was a bunch of leather harnesses, first they put the girdles on us, and since our waists were already partially strangled by the pantyhose, and since they didn't strangle us to death, it felt okay, and having the girdles trimmed our bodies and allowed us to look even better. Next, they took out single gloves for us to put on. A mono-glove is when you put both arms into a glove behind your back, and naturally, such a glove does not separate the fingers. We were already handcuffed, and now with another layer wrapped around the outside, it was more than enough to stop using our hands. They continued to use the belt, and then put the arms, which were already wearing a single glove, and the body tightly tied together, and now we became completely livestock-like. According to the rules of the police department for handing over prisoners, there were 20 of us in total and we needed to be accompanied by 2 police officers, after identifying the person to accompany us, Siu completed the handover with the police department.The 2 Sisters handcuffed their own hands behind their backs and led us and Siu away. The men traveled in the minibus while all of us women, including the police officers, had to travel in the van to start the day's meat shipment.