Seasoning the Neighborhood Sister

"It's fine, go call Nana. She's still looking at the computer over there." At that moment, Gongsun Nai was reading a novel on her computer when an advertisement suddenly popped up. The content showed beautiful women being bound and restrained with rope art. Out of curiosity, Gongsun Nai clicked on it. Inside, one beautiful woman after another, wearing various types of clothing, were tied in different patterns. Their already full and voluptuous figures seemed even more so when bound by ropes. Their struggles made them appear even more alluring. Gongsun Nai was so engrossed that she didn't even notice when I opened the door and entered. I looked at her, feeling a bit lost, and blurted out, "You like this?" She was clearly startled and quickly closed the window, her face flushing. She looked at me awkwardly and said, "Uh, uh, it's just an ad, just an ad." I didn't know what to say either, feeling a surge of excitement. I wished it would be great if Sister Xiao Nai was also into this. Seeing my silence, she asked, "Ah Li, why are you here?" "Oh, my mom didn't cook, so I went out to eat. I came to your place to get a meal. Aunt Shen asked me to call you for dinner." "Oh, okay, let's go eat." At the dinner table, Sister Xiao Nai and I sat facing each other, both feeling quite awkward. I ate a little and then quickly went home. Back home, since I didn't have my phone, I went to my room and opened my computer. I logged onto a website and started watching those training videos. The female protagonist in the video was wearing a sweater, sitting on a chair, her eyes blindfolded, and her mouth gagged with a black ball gag. Saliva dripped down her chin onto the floor. Her lower body was bound with rope, and she was being pleasured to the brink of ecstasy by something, while also being whipped mercilessly. She moaned with a hint of tears in her voice. Within two minutes, my little brother was hard, straining against my pants. Because the female protagonist in the video had her eyes covered, I couldn't see her face, so I imagined her as Sister Xiao Nai. I wondered what Sister Xiao Nai thought of BDSM. Although she seemed engrossed by those so-called advertisements, her expression at dinner made me think she didn't really like it. After dinner, Gongsun Nai returned to her room to do her homework. About an hour later, she finished and opened her computer again to continue reading her novel. Since she was reading on a pirated website, advertisements frequently popped up, many of them explicit. After reading two chapters, the advertisement for the bound beauties from that afternoon popped up again. She intended to close it casually, but seeing the women tied up and seemingly enjoying it, her curiosity got the better of her, and she clicked on it again. Watching the women struggle while bound, she thought: Why do they seem to enjoy being tied up so much? She then searched for it and learned that this was called rope art, the art of binding with ropes. Rope art uses the restraint of the female body as its external artistic means. It has a strong visual impact and can bring both visual and spiritual enjoyment! Rope art, as the name suggests, is an art form expressed through ropes, and the way it is displayed is by binding and restraining the body with ropes, creating curves and patterns of varying depth and intensity through the tension of the ropes. Rope art requires mastery of various rope techniques, the ability to integrate the body and ropes in an orderly and cyclical manner, and the binding methods cannot be too monotonous. Typically, rope art is an artistic means of binding the female body. Reading this unexpectedly made Gongsun Nai somewhat excited. She shook her head, trying to dismiss the thoughts. But a seed had been planted in her heart, and a trace of interest had emerged, causing this seed to continuously sprout within her.

After returning home, Gongsun Nai deliberately changed into a JK uniform she usually wore for photos with her girlfriends. She then opened the package, took out an eight-meter-long red cotton rope, and reopened the tutorial video. Following the video, she folded it in half, placed it around her neck, and then tied knots between her breasts and on her stomach. She then passed the rope under her crotch, but did not tie a knot at her vulva, finding the mere constriction already painful, let alone a knot. She continued to follow the tutorial, tying knots on her back in corresponding positions, passing the rope through the loop around her neck, then back through the rope around her chest from under her armpits. She pulled the rope to the sides, threading it horizontally through the loops in front and back, from top to bottom. She adjusted the position of each loop, tightened them, and secured the ends at her waist. Finally, she arranged the rope between her legs. Next, she took out the gag, bit down gently, and wrapped the strap around the back of her head, tightening it slightly to secure it. She tried to speak, but due to the gag, only muffled "Mmm, mmm, mmm" sounds came out. Gongsun Nai stood up and walked around the room a few times. She felt a dull ache all over, and the constriction around her vulva was particularly painful. She pulled apart the two strands of rope that were pressing into her vulva, separating them to either side. The pain soon subsided. She then walked to the full-length mirror next to the wardrobe. Looking at herself in the JK uniform, bound in a Shibari style, her face instantly flushed. Saliva dripped down her chin from the gag, making her face even redder. She felt incredibly ashamed and quickly grabbed two tissues to wipe herself. "Nai Nai." Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Mmm mmm..." Gongsun Nai instinctively replied, but due to the gag, she couldn't even hear herself. "Nai Nai?" Gongsun Nai's mother, clearly not hearing her muffled sounds, asked again. Gongsun Nai quickly removed the saliva-soaked gag, and a stream of drool flowed out, dripping onto the floor. But she couldn't bother with that. She grabbed a tissue, wiped her mouth, and said, "What is it, Mom?" "I have something to do outside right now and won't be eating at home. I've put the groceries in the fridge. Cook something for yourself." "Okay, I got it." Only after hearing her mother leave did Gongsun Nai breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly, she remembered that the tutorial video also showed how to bind the legs. She thought, "I'm not hungry yet anyway, it's not too late to play a bit longer." She reopened the tutorial video, took out another rope, and began to imitate the steps with a serious expression. In about ten minutes, she had her legs bound just like in the video. She tried to struggle, but they were incredibly tight, her legs feeling as if they were glued together. After struggling for a while, she felt something was missing. She realized her hands were still free, but the video didn't teach how to bind them. Even if it did, she wouldn't dare. If her hands were bound and she couldn't untie herself, she wouldn't be able to move at all. And if she still had the gag on, she wouldn't even be able to speak. The thought alone made her a little scared. However, if she didn't bind her hands, she felt an incessant itch. Suddenly, she remembered the zip ties she had used to organize cables for the TV and computer in the living room. Making up her mind, since her legs were bound together, she could only hop to the living room. She retrieved the zip ties and a pair of scissors from a drawer under the TV stand, then hopped back to her room. Just as she was about to bind her hands, she saw the gag, soaked in saliva, on the bedside table next to the scissors. She picked it up, wiped off the saliva with a tissue, put it back in her mouth, and then brought her hands behind her back, securing them with the zip ties. Gongsun Nai lay on the bed, struggling, accompanied by muffled "Mmm mmm" sounds. She fantasized about what would happen if a thief walked in and saw her like this. The thought alone was thrilling, and her crotch felt a little wet. After struggling for about half an hour, Gongsun Nai felt a bit tired. Like a caterpillar, she crawled to the head of the bed, knelt up, and reached for the scissors with her bound hands. She fumbled around and managed to cut off the zip ties that bound her hands. She took out the gag, and saliva streamed all over the bed, with a considerable amount on her body as well. She ignored the messy bed and began to untie all the ropes on her body. She discovered that because she had played with her legs bare, there were deep rope marks. Her upper body was clothed, so although there were rope marks, they weren't as deep. Her stomach was starting to feel hungry, but she had no energy to cook. She took out her phone, ordered takeout, and went to take a shower.

The sight of Sister Xiao Nai in this state filled me with an indescribable thrill. She was the one I'd fantasized about taming, even in my dreams, and today, I had her bound with my own hands. It was just simple bondage for now, but I believed in taking things slow. Sister Xiao Nai, bound in a spread eagle position on the bed, her face buried in the mattress, began to struggle. Finally, as she'd wished, she was tightly secured, her limbs utterly immobile. I picked up the ball gag from the bag. Sister Xiao Nai looked up, obligingly opening her mouth. I placed the gag inside, and she gently bit down. I pulled the straps to the back of her head and fastened them. Sister Xiao Nai started struggling again. Watching her bound form, already blessed with a voluptuous figure, she appeared even more alluring, a true siren. After a few minutes of struggling, her mouth began to water. I grabbed a tissue and wiped it for her. Then, I shifted her towards the edge of the bed, letting her head hang suspended in mid-air. I went to the living room to get a disposable cup. When I returned, Sister Xiao Nai was drooling again, some of it already dripping onto the floor. I wiped up the drool with a tissue, then placed the cup on the floor. Her saliva began to drip, drop by drop, into the cup. Her face was flushed crimson as she strained to move her head, trying to direct the saliva accurately into the cup. About half an hour later, the cup was about a third full of Sister Xiao Nai's saliva. I decided it was enough for the first time. After I removed the ball gag, her mouth felt numb, and she couldn't close it properly. I asked with concern, "Are you okay, Sister Xiao Nai?" She nodded. I gave her a cup of water to drink and then began to untie the ropes. A while later, all the ropes were off. Sister Xiao Nai lay motionless on my bed, clearly exhausted. The rope marks on her body were starkly visible. I went to the bathroom, got a towel, soaked it in hot water, wrung it out, and gently placed it on the rope marks on Sister Xiao Nai's body. After more than ten minutes, Sister Xiao Nai finally recovered. She sat up, took a sip of water, and prepared to go home. "Sister Xiao Nai, your ropes." "Leave them with you, A Li." "Okay." After Sister Xiao Nai left, I took the ball gag, still damp with her saliva, to the bathroom to wash it clean. I then stored it with the ropes in the bedside cabinet and locked it away. My mind was still in turmoil, unable to believe that Sister Xiao Nai shared my passion. Although she was new to rope bondage, with my guidance and exploration, I was confident I could shape her into the woman I desired. I'd also ordered a large array of bondage gear online. Back home, Sister Xiao Nai took a shower and lay on her bed, her mind a blank slate. The sensation of being tightly bound by ropes still lingered on her skin. But perhaps it was just exhaustion, as she soon fell asleep. From that day on, Sister Xiao Nai continued her life as usual. No one would have guessed that this vibrant young woman harbored a desire to be bound. Our communication also became more frequent. I explained that rope bondage was just one facet of BDSM and spent our evenings educating her about the broader spectrum of BDSM, ensuring she had a comprehensive understanding. She still showed some aversion to the more violent aspects, however. I also frequently sent her BDSM-themed photos and videos. Sister Xiao Nai even joked about wanting to do a photoshoot herself next time. The bondage gear I'd ordered arrived four days later. It contained everything imaginable: hemp rope, cotton rope, ball gags, tape, mouth openers, blindfolds, handcuffs, restraints, and my personal favorite, a vibrator. However, I knew I couldn't bring myself to use it with Sister Xiao Nai anytime soon, as she was still only interested in simple bondage and restraint. In the blink of an eye, nearly half a month had passed since that first binding. My own desire had grown unbearable, yet I found myself too shy to initiate anything. Furthermore, my mother had returned two days prior, leaving me with even less time for myself. Finally, on this Friday afternoon after school, as Sister Xiao Nai and I walked home together...

Gongsun Nai's heart was a complex mix of excitement, shame, and even a touch of arousal. "Little Nai Jie, call me Master," Zhang Li said, his tone firm. "Master!" Gongsun Nai blushed, but not as intensely as the first time. "Good girl, Little Nai Jie," Zhang Li's excitement was palpable, and he let out a silly grin. "Bark like a dog a couple more times, Little Nai Jie," Zhang Li pushed his luck. Shedding her inhibicion, Gongsun Nai let out a few "woof woof woofs." Zhang Li picked up the vibrator from the floor, placed it in the box, then took Gongsun Nai's hand and dragged the box into her room. He led Gongsun Nai back to the room, closed the door, made her kneel, and then removed her handcuffs and leg restraints. He gave her some water to drink and rest while he contemplated how to train his Little Nai Jie. After about three minutes, Zhang Li had devised his plan. He took a roll of black electrical tape from the box. "Little Nai Jie, extend your hands, make fists." Gongsun Nai obediently extended her hands and made fists. Zhang Li wrapped her clenched fists with tape, turning them into two small black balls. "Now fold your arms." Zhang Li continued to tape Gongsun Nai's arms together, and then her legs in the same manner, taping her thighs and calves. Gongsun Nai was now on her elbows and knees, looking up at Zhang Li, like a well-behaved puppy gazing at its master. "Little Nai Jie, let's set some rules," Zhang Li said, stroking her head. "What rules?" Gongsun Nai asked curiously. Zhang Li smirked and then said, "First, Little Nai Jie, you are no longer human, but my little dog. Second, because you are a dog now, you will call me Master from now on. Although, you won't be able to speak for long, hehe. Third, from now on, you will obey my commands, or you will be punished. Fourth, if you can't take it anymore, you must tell me." "Understood, Little Nai Jie?" "Mhm, I understand, A'Li." "Little Nai Jie, I just told you to call me Master from now on, and you've already forgotten. But since it's your first offense, I won't punish you this time." "Thank you, Mas... Master!" "That's more like it, Little Nai Jie." Zhang Li picked up a pen from Gongsun Nai's desk and tossed it aside, then issued a command. "Little Nai Jie, go fetch that pen." Gongsun Nai hesitated for a moment, then obediently crawled towards the pen. However, her hands were taped, her fists wrapped into balls, making it impossible to pick anything up. She looked at Zhang Li with pleading eyes. "Little Nai Jie, you are a dog now. Pick it up the way a dog would." Gongsun Nai immediately understood Zhang Li's meaning, but she still hesitated, finding it difficult. After a moment, she relented, picked up the pen with her mouth, crawled back to Zhang Li, and looked up at him. Zhang Li took the pen from her mouth, placed it on the floor, and then stroked her head. "Good girl, Little Nai Jie." Gongsun Nai shyly lowered her head. Despite the shame, she felt a sense of relaxation and excitement, and an inexplicable reliance on Zhang Li. Zhang Li took a muzzle from the box and put it on Gongsun Nai, then picked up the leash and led her around the room as she crawled. The bell on her collar jingled with her movements, and with her occasional moans, Zhang Li's erection returned. Zhang Li led Gongsun Nai to the full-length mirror and stopped. Gongsun Nai, tired from crawling for so long, lay on her side, drool trickling down her face. After a short rest, Zhang Li commanded her to kneel. Gongsun Nai obediently knelt before the mirror, looking at her reflection. Her face was covered in drool, with many drops falling to the floor. She felt incredibly ashamed and lowered her head. Zhang Li, seeing this, took two tissues and wiped the drool from her face. Then, Zhang Li took a cotton rope from the box and tied it around Gongsun Nai's lower body, leaving the knot untied at her vulva. He then produced an eye mask and placed it on Gongsun Nai, plunging her into darkness. She couldn't see, speak, or even stand. Her private area was already wet and sticky, and now the rope was sending constant stimulation. Zhang Li picked up the vibrator Gongsun Nai had used earlier and pressed it against her wet crotch. As he turned it on, Gongsun Nai began to tremble, moans escaping her lips. Zhang Li gradually increased the vibrator's intensity, and Gongsun Nai's trembling and moans grew louder. Overwhelmed by the stimulation and pleasure from her vulva, Gongsun Nai was nearing her climax. Suddenly, the vibrator stopped. Gongsun Nai felt a profound sense of disappointment. She desperately wanted to turn the vibrator back on and set it to the highest setting to reach her peak, but in her current state, she couldn't even speak, let alone operate the device. She could only let out loud "Mmmph mmmph mmmph" sounds of protest. Seeing Gongsun Nai's cries, Zhang Li removed her muzzle. The moment it was off, a flood of saliva dripped onto the tape on her thighs. Zhang Li wiped her mouth and gave her some water. Gongsun Nai recovered slightly, her mouth no longer feeling so numb. She wanted Zhang Li to turn the vibrator back on, but the pleasure it had brought was fading. She was too embarrassed to ask directly and felt very anxious. Zhang Li, seeing her expression, understood her thoughts. He removed the eye mask, dangled the vibrator in front of her, and, noticing her flushed cheeks, provocatively asked, "Little Nai Jie, do you want more?" Gongsun Nai lowered her head, then nodded. However, Zhang Li wasn't going to make it that easy for her. "You want it? Then beg me." "Please, Master, I want it." "How much do you want it?" "Very much." "Alright then, seeing how sincere you are, I'll give it to you." "Thank you, Master!" Zhang Li once again pressed the vibrator against Gongsun Nai's private area and turned it on to the lowest setting. Gongsun Nai trembled slightly, and moans escaped her lips again. Without the muzzle, her voice was even more melodious and seductive.

After gagging her, I picked up the blindfold and placed it over Sister Xiaonai's eyes. I didn't rush to use toys like the vibrator. Instead, I let my wicked right hand roam and caress Sister Xiaonai's body. The stockings clinging to her legs made them appear even longer and more slender, perfectly showcasing her beautiful legs while adding allure and charm. The feel of them was indescribable – incredibly smooth and delicate, a truly comfortable and silky sensation. My right hand gradually moved from Sister Xiaonai's thighs to her stomach. As I caressed her belly, I noticed the sensation felt off, as if she were wearing a very tight garment underneath her shirt. Driven by a flicker of curiosity, I boldly unbuttoned Sister Xiaonai's shirt one by one. What was hidden beneath truly surprised me – it was the sailor-style swimsuit I had wanted to see her in. I couldn't contain my excitement and joy. I hadn't expected Sister Xiaonai to play such a trick, teasing me. "Sister Xiaonai, you're something else, deliberately playing hard to get, aren't you?" After I spoke, Sister Xiaonai began to make "mmph mmph" sounds, as if mocking me. Seeing her like this, I felt a surge of exasperation. Suppressing my delight, I feigned anger and said to her, "It seems I need to punish you properly, Sister Xiaonai." "Mmph mmph" Due to the gag and the stockings, Sister Xiaonai could only respond this way. "Sister Xiaonai, do you really want me to punish you thoroughly?" I smirked, then leaned in to tease her ear. "Mmph mmph" Sister Xiaonai started making noises again, her head, still adorned with the gag and blindfold, shaking from side to side. I understood her perfectly; she actually wanted it, but was merely putting on a show of modesty. "Sister Xiaonai, if you don't want it, tell me. Otherwise, I'll take it as your consent." I smirked again. Sister Xiaonai knew I was being deliberate. With her mouth gagged, how could she possibly refuse? But if she couldn't refuse, she had to consent. Sister Xiaonai stopped shaking her head, but the "mmph mmph" sounds from her mouth grew louder, as if expressing her displeasure with my actions. "It seems Sister Xiaonai has consented. Then let's begin, hehe." With that, I picked up the vibrator from the box and pressed it directly against Sister Xiaonai's soft nipples, then switched it on. As the "buzzing" sound of the vibrator filled the air, Sister Xiaonai began to tremble, and moans escaped her lips. Soon, Sister Xiaonai's breasts hardened, and her nipples, like balloons, stood erect and swayed on her chest. After stimulating Sister Xiaonai's nipples, the vibrator was then moved to her private parts, and I directly secured it to the rope between her legs. "Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-hmm" Sister Xiaonai's moans became increasingly lewd and seductive, her body trembling and struggling. But no matter how she struggled, she remained tightly bound to the chair by the ropes. Under the constant stimulation of the vibrator, over an hour passed. During this time, Sister Xiaonai orgasmed countless times. The crotch of her sailor swimsuit and the stockings on her thighs were completely soaked. Her mouth became even fuller, bulging out, with a considerable amount of saliva flowing, clearly soaking the stockings in her mouth. "Mmph, mmph, mmph, hmm, hmm-hmm," After another spasm, Sister Xiaonai orgasmed again. It was impossible to tell how many times she had climaxed that day. Sister Xiaonai now leaned back in the chair, her face filled with pleasure, as if savoring the stimulation and ecstasy of her recent climax. With a lack of props, my options for play were limited. Just this kind of bondage and vibrator play could no longer satisfy my desires. I was eagerly anticipating the arrival of the large batch of new toys I had purchased. However, it wasn't that I was bored with the current situation; I just felt it could be even more fun, and I was still thoroughly enjoying myself. The time for pleasure always passes quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was almost dark. I stopped the vibrator from Sister Xiaonai's private parts and untied the ropes on her hands and feet. However, since she was still seated, I didn't untie the rope around her lower body, leaving that for her to do later. I removed her gag, pulling out the saliva-soaked stockings from her mouth. Sister Xiaonai was completely exhausted. After I removed the accessories from her body, she ignored the still-tied rope around her lower body and collapsed onto the chair, completely motionless, only her mouth still gasping for air.