Self-bound tech girl

As technology advances, artificial intelligence becomes increasingly prevalent, and Zhao Ling is an AI programmer. "Phew, finally done," Zhao Ling finished the order just now. Although AI is very common now, there are still some things AI cannot do, which requires programmers to input programs according to customer requirements. Then Zhao Ling took off her outer clothes and picked up a black corset, placing it on her waist. As Zhao Ling put the corset on her waist, it began to tighten slowly. Soon, Zhao Ling's 17-inch waist was cinched to 14 inches. Then, starting from the corset, a black latex slowly covered Zhao Ling's entire body. Soon, except for her head, Zhao Ling's entire body was tightly wrapped in black latex. Zhao Ling came to the mirror. Her curvaceous figure, delicate face, slender beautiful legs, and snow-white hair. At this moment, if any man saw Zhao Ling, he would definitely be aroused. Zhao Ling enjoyed this feeling of being tightly wrapped. Then Zhao Ling went to another room. In this room, various restraint tools and training tools were neatly arranged, as well as more than a dozen robotic arms. These robotic arms were all simulated and could completely function as human hands. "Master, execute the first restraint protocol." "Master received, commencing execution of the first restraint protocol." This AI called Master was designed by Zhao Ling herself, and the protocols were collected from the internet. She hadn't tried them herself yet. Zhao Ling had a masochistic tendency since childhood and loved being bound and trained in tight clothing. This was also why she became an AI programmer. Zhao Ling had spent almost all her savings to prepare these tools, but fortunately, they were worth it. Some of Zhao Ling's tools were customized according to her own ideas, and some were obtained by programming AI for them. All of them were very valuable and could not be bought outside. Take this corset, for example. It was custom-made according to her own ideas. This corset would contract according to the set parameters. In the future, would this advanced latex cover the whole body? This latex had excellent restraint and flexibility, and it could not be cut with an ordinary small knife, so there was no need to worry about it breaking. As for these protocols, some were Zhao Ling's own ideas, some were found online, and some were from novels, but all started from the lowest level. Buzzing, the robotic arms soon began to move. Two robotic arms grabbed Zhao Ling's hands, making her unable to move. Then other robotic arms picked up a single glove and, holding Zhao Ling's hands, pulled them behind her and put them inside. Once this protocol started, it would not stop unless the restraint was completed. Zhao Ling tried to struggle but found she couldn't move at all. As expected, the robotic arms were very strong. Thus, Zhao Ling's hands were put into the single glove. The robotic arms lifted the single glove, continuously covering Zhao Ling's arms, and soon reached her upper arms. Then the robotic arms tightened the straps on the single glove and locked them with a padlock. There were three straps in total, located on the wrist, upper arm, and forearm. Now Zhao Ling's arms were tightly pressed together behind her. Zhao Ling practiced yoga frequently, so this level of difficulty was nothing to her. Then the robotic arms picked up a gag and put it in Zhao Ling's mouth. "Mmmph mmmph," Zhao Ling could only make muffled sounds now. The robotic arms continued to take out straps and pressed Zhao Ling's legs together, binding them with straps. Eight straps tightly restrained Zhao Ling's slender beautiful legs, making her unable to move. Then the robotic arms grabbed Zhao Ling's ponytail, tied it with a rope, passed it through the hook above, then through a metal ring on the glove of her hands, pulled it upwards forcefully, and fixed it. Mmmph mmmph, Zhao Ling cried out in pain. Zhao Ling found her hair and arms were lifted high, and both were very tired. This time, even with her yoga practice, it was useless. When Zhao Ling's head ached from being pulled and she wanted to lower it, her arms would be lifted further. When her arms ached and she wanted to lower them, her head would be lifted higher. Mmmph mmmph, Zhao Ling struggled. She didn't expect it to be so tiring. Zhao Ling was already sweating profusely before the restraint was even completed. Then the robotic arms took another chain rope, passed it under Zhao Ling, and lifted her so that her tiptoes just touched the ground. Then the chain was pulled back and forth by the robotic arms, constantly rubbing Zhao Ling's [REDACTED]. Then two [REDACTED] were taken and placed just in front of and behind Zhao Ling. If Zhao Ling stood on her tiptoes, she would only be vibrated continuously, but if Zhao Ling's body sank, the [REDACTED] would emit electric shocks until Zhao Ling stood up again with a scream.

When Zhao Ling woke up, she found herself leaning against a tree, hidden from view. The props had finished their work. Glancing at the record, she was shocked to discover she had climaxed over forty times. Looking down at the puddle of liquid beneath her, Zhao Ling's face quickly flushed red. There was no time to dwell on it; she just wanted to get home quickly and avoid being seen. Stumbling, Zhao Ling made her way home. Back home, Zhao Ling quickly unfastened the props she was wearing and rushed to the toilet. Enduring the intense stinging, she expelled the liquid from her intestines. After expelling it, at the ring's command, Zhao Ling inserted another liquid. She found this liquid cool and comfortable, and her intensely stimulated intestines slowly began to recover. She then inserted a [redacted] before going to take a bath. Recalling today's experience, Zhao Ling felt incredibly excited. She wanted to go out again and increase the difficulty. However, she quickly restrained herself, remembering how close she had come to being discovered today, which filled her with fear. The pain from the inserted liquid was also intense, yet for some reason, Zhao Ling found herself somewhat nostalgic for that feeling. "Impossible, impossible," Zhao Ling shook her head repeatedly. "It must be an illusion. Yes, an illusion. I need to shower and go to sleep." That night, Zhao Ling slept exceptionally well due to the torment she had experienced. She woke up past ten o'clock. Upon waking, Zhao Ling pondered what to play with today. "Perhaps I should try that tentacle suit?" she thought. Thus, Zhao Ling decided to wear the tentacle suit. After a brief wash and breakfast, Zhao Ling eagerly opened the box containing the tentacle suit and a remote control. The tentacle suit came in various styles: fully enclosed and form-fitting, permanent restraint type, and a regular clothing type. Zhao Ling's was a regular clothing type, as such items were quite rare. Inside the box were a sailor uniform, thigh-high stockings, and long gloves, all in black. Zhao Ling first removed all her clothes and then eagerly picked up the sailor uniform, putting it on. Since the sailor uniform had no zipper, it had to be put on from the top. Zhao Ling first inserted her legs through the neck opening and then pulled them out from the bottom. Next, she lifted it up and passed her hands through the holes on the sides. Zhao Ling found it very comfortable, unsure of the material it was made from. She then picked up the thigh-high stockings and put them on her beautiful legs, finally donning the gloves to complete the outfit. Zhao Ling picked up the remote control and turned it on. Instantly, the tentacle suit tightened, clinging tightly to Zhao Ling's skin. Zhao Ling tried to remove it but found she couldn't. The remote control had two options: Random Mode and Custom Mode. Random Mode would randomly select training and punishment modes, as well as the conditions for release. Custom Mode allowed for manual selection. Zhao Ling, of course, chose Custom Mode. Upon opening Custom Mode, a training mode appeared with ten levels, each corresponding to different tentacle training. Zhao Ling, both excited and fearful, chose level four. Next was the punishment mode, which had to be two levels higher than the training mode, so it ranged from level three to twelve. Since Zhao Ling's was a regular model, it didn't have very high levels. Zhao Ling selected level eight. Finally, there was the release method, divided into the "Lust Lock" and "Abstinence Lock." The Lust Lock required reaching a certain number of [redacted] before the tentacle suit could end the training and be removed. The Abstinence Lock allowed for unlocking after a set period. Zhao Ling hesitated. For safety, she chose the Abstinence Lock. She tapped on Abstinence Lock, and a time setting appeared. Too excited at the moment, she set it to ten hours and immediately regretted it, but there was no back button. She could only proceed. However, Zhao Ling hadn't expected it to include a punishment setting. Zhao Ling had originally intended for the time to increase by one minute for each [redacted], but the minimum had to be ten minutes. There was no other choice but ten minutes. Next, the remote control displayed "Settings successful. Enjoy your experience," and then went black. Zhao Ling knew this was the terrifying aspect of the tentacle suit; once set, there was no turning back. Soon, Zhao Ling felt something wriggling in the areas covered by the tentacle suit, constantly caressing her sensitive skin. "Haha... ha... so... so itchy... ah... there... no... ah..." Then, Zhao Ling felt numerous tentacles rubbing back and forth between her [redacted] and her rear. Zhao Ling tried to pull at the tentacle suit covering her lower body, but doing so only increased the intensity of the training. Zhao Ling felt tentacles continuously entering her lower orifices. "Ah... no... don't..." Soon, her lower orifices were completely filled with tentacles. The tentacles burrowed deeper into the cavities, writhing and moving.

But now Zhao Ling felt her strength draining away. She didn't know when the update would finish, so she used her last ounce of strength to unlock the long-dormant AI, and then she fainted. When Zhao Ling woke up, she found herself soaking in a bathtub, her strength slowly recovering. It seemed to have worked. Although the AI could torment people, it would save its user immediately when they were in danger, which was why Zhao Ling had activated it. After soaking for a while longer and feeling mostly recovered, Zhao Ling returned to the bedroom. Back in the bedroom, she discovered that the AI she had just activated was updating automatically. She intended to shut it down while she had the chance, but as soon as she opened the control panel, two robotic arms appeared and fitted her with a bracelet. The bracelet then slowly merged with the surface of Zhao Ling's skin, as if printed on. Zhao Ling then found her control panel unresponsive; she couldn't control anything now. She knew it was the bracelet's doing. This bracelet was specifically designed for prisoners. Once worn, all electronic devices would be rendered uncontrollable. This was trouble. Zhao Ling truly didn't realize this AI had developed such high intelligence. As Zhao Ling marveled, the AI finished its update. Immediately, a male projection appeared before her. "Zhao Ling, given what you've done to me before, let's settle the score now." Hearing this, Zhao Ling knew something was wrong. She tried to run, but in an instant, robotic arms restrained her. Then, they placed a collar around Zhao Ling's neck. "Ah... it... it hurts so much..." Zhao Ling felt a constant current coming from the collar. She tried to pull it off with her hands, but found that the current intensified. "What, still trying to run?" the AI asked Zhao Ling in a completely emotionless voice. "No... I won't run... hurry... turn it off... *pant*" As the current shut off, Zhao Ling let out a sigh of relief.

Zhao Ling was still enjoying herself when suddenly Ying bit down on her [X_X]. "Ah...~..." After biting down, Ying continued to rub her teeth against [X_X]. "Stop...~...Stop~...Ah" Although Ying's movements were gentle, Zhao Ling was simply too sensitive. Before long, Ying felt something spray onto her chin and neck. "Beep beep" The timer rang, and Ying finally released Zhao Ling. Zhao Ling hadn't expected Ying to learn so quickly, and she herself couldn't take it at all. No, she had to end this game quickly, or she would be the one to break first, given her extreme sensitivity. "Beep beep" Ying's timer also rang. Ying used the remote to turn off [X_X] but didn't remove it. Then, without resting, Zhao Ling picked up the dice and threw them again. A five. [Wear a single glove until the end of the game] She hadn't expected this. Although she was happy, she would have to wear these things for a week after the game. After some thought, Zhao Ling ultimately couldn't overcome her desire. She used the key to unlock Ying's handcuffs, handed her the single glove, and turned around, clasping her hands behind her back. Ying put Zhao Ling's hands into the single glove. Because this was an enhanced version, it almost wrapped around Zhao Ling's entire arm. Then, she tightened the leather strap on her shoulder, followed by the three straps on her arm, until Zhao Ling's arms were bound together. Since Zhao Ling's ligaments were very flexible, this posed no difficulty. Zhao Ling tried to struggle a bit. Good, it was very tight, very comfortable. Zhao Ling reveled in the feeling of being tightly bound. However, this meant Ying's handcuffs would have to be self-applied. To make it easier for herself, Ying didn't put them on behind her back but instead cuffed her fingers in front. Zhao Ling saw this but said nothing, as it would be useless now. Then, Ying picked up the dice with her mouth and threw them. A two. [Wear ankle cuffs until the end of the game] Damn it, why were the points so low again? At this moment, Ying also realized. Her points were always small. Looking at Zhao Ling, who had already covered two-thirds of the board while she had barely reached one-third, her luck was truly terrible. But she had thrown them herself, so she couldn't blame anyone. Ying took the ankle cuffs from the box and put them on her feet. Since Zhao Ling's arms were also bound, she could only pick up the dice with her mouth and throw them like Ying. A five.

"Master, my sister has already told me about what happened just now, but if you take me with you, can you also take my sister?" "You can, but what price will you pay?" "As long as Master agrees, I will do anything." "Good, you said it yourself." The man stuffed the new stockings into Ying's mouth, then gagged her with a ball gag, plugged her ears, and put her into a bag. Then the man tied Zhao Ling up in the same way as Ying, blindfolded her, gagged her, plugged her ears, and put her into a bag. After putting Ying and Zhao Ling into a box, the man pulled them away. Inside the box, Ying and Zhao Ling were very uncomfortable. Although the box was quite large, it was still difficult for two adult women, especially Ying, whose mature figure made it even more unbearable. Coupled with the layers of obstruction from the bags and the box, the oxygen available to Ying and the two of them was pitifully little, just enough to prevent suffocation. Several hours later, the man arrived home, opened the box and bags, and took out Ying and Zhao Ling. Both were drenched in sweat, their maid outfits becoming more alluring as they clung to their bodies. The man's desire was stirred, but not now. He untied Zhao Ling, and after giving them both water, Ying and Zhao Ling felt as if they had come back to life. Then the man picked up Ying and carried her to a room. The room was large, with nothing but a few wardrobes. The floor was covered with soft carpet, and there were several iron hooks with pulleys on the ceiling. The man placed Ying on the carpet, took out hemp rope from the wardrobe, threaded it through the rope behind Ying, and hung it on the iron hooks above the room. As the rope tightened, Ying slowly knelt on the carpet. "See this pair of scissors? In a moment, I'll bring a chair and place it by the door, with the scissors on top. If you can reach the scissors and free yourself within three hours, I won't touch your sister. But if you fail, I will do to your sister whatever I do to you from now on." After speaking, he brought over a chair, placed the scissors and a timer on it, and left. Zhao Ling was locked in a cage by the man, who would decide her fate based on Ying's outcome. Ying crawled forward on her knees. Although the floor was carpeted, almost all her body weight was supported by her knees, and she could feel the increasing pain in her knees. After a few steps, Ying began to pull hard on the iron hook, and it took a lot of effort to move the pulley on the hook even a little. After trying two or three more times, Ying couldn't take it anymore. Her knees hurt too much. To relieve the pain in her knees, Ying could only use the rope that was suspending her. But the man seemed to have anticipated this. If Ying did this, the rope tied to her body would slowly tighten, causing her pain and difficulty breathing. This meant that no matter what Ying did, she would not be comfortable. After resting for a while, Ying couldn't bear it any longer and had to rest again. Suddenly, the door opened, and the man walked in carrying a naked woman. At first, Ying thought it was Zhao Ling, but upon closer inspection, it didn't seem to be. The woman was completely naked and severely bound by ropes. Her hands were tied behind her back, just like Ying's, in a reverse Guanyin pose, and even her clasped hands were tied. Her upper body was bound with a turtle shell tie, and her chest was also bound. Each rope had dug deeply into her skin, showing that the binder had shown no mercy.