Revenge of the Cult of the Fettered Beauty

"Miss Ye, you're just as we imagined," one woman said, fiddling with a rope. "What do you want?" Ye Lingyun backed away, only to bump into the shop assistant. Her breasts were soft and comfortable, but Ye Lingyun had no time to appreciate them. "What else could we want? We're here on orders to escort Manager Ye to our Bound Beauty Sect." The shop assistant grabbed Ye Lingyun, pulling her arms together. Ye Lingyun struggled to break free, but the other two women rushed over, helping to restrain her tightly. "Let me go, let me go!" Ye Lingyun thrashed with all her might, but any one of these women was clearly stronger than her. Under their combined pressure, she had no room to resist. The three women lifted her entirely and pressed her headfirst onto a nearby sofa. They first stuffed her mouth full with a pair of pantyhose, then tightened another pair around her mouth from the outside. One woman held her body down while the other two began to bind her hands and feet. "Miss Ye, we've investigated. You're not a master like Chu Qingling, just a pretty face with no skills. Just let us tie you up obediently, and you'll suffer less!" one woman taunted, already using a rope to tie Ye Lingyun's wrists behind her back. "Miss Ye, wouldn't you be tied up if you went home anyway? Do you think we don't know?" another woman said, wrapping pantyhose around her legs. She started at the ankles, winding it four times before looping it twice in the middle and tightening it, ensuring it wouldn't come loose. With her wrists and ankles bound, Ye Lingyun's struggles became even more futile. The three women then tied her elbows together, followed by her knees, calves, and thighs, ensuring she could no longer resist. They then admired the beauty before them and began to playfully bind her further, adding a kote-kote-shibari around her chest. Finally, they pressed her head down to her knees, tying her neck and knees together, binding her into a single bundle. "Alright, put her in this suitcase, and we can report back," the shop assistant said, pushing a prepared suitcase forward. "Sister Xueying will be very happy when this is done." Xueying? Hearing the name, Ye Lingyun, bound tightly, wondered if it was Qin Xueying? Her rival, who never admitted defeat, the one she and Qingling competed against?

When Qin Xueying returned to her bedroom after showering, Chu Qingling was already bound like a zongzi, gagged, and thrown onto her bed. Dense ropes formed a net over her ample breasts, tightly constricting them at the base, making them appear exceptionally perky. A knot at her abdomen split into three strands that wrapped around her back from both sides of her waist. Her hands were pulled behind her into a "W" shape, bound tightly together from the elbows down. A rope extended from her wrists, hoisting her hands towards her neck and chest, and was tied at the base of her breasts. Chu Qingling's long, slender legs were bound together at the thighs and calves, spread apart. Another rope connected to the ropes behind her back and was tied to a vertical post at the side of the bed. Earlier, to save Ye Lingyun's life, she had intended to hold Qin Xueying hostage to force the other party to release Ye Lingyun, and victory had been within reach. With no other choice, she had to agree to be captured. Seeing Chu Qingling finally subdued, Qin Xueying first breathed a sigh of relief. If not for the vice leader Ouyang Hong threatening Ye Lingyun's life, she would have surely faced utter humiliation and might even have been captured by Chu Qingling to be exchanged for Ye Lingyun. This was something she absolutely could not accept – the person she liked using her to exchange for the person she liked. The thought alone made her sad. Seeing Chu Qingling, bound and gagged, glaring at her with her beautiful eyes, a strange impulse suddenly surged within Qin Xueying. She felt a strong desire to bully this formidable beauty. "My girls don't know how to be gentle with you. I tied you too tightly. Come, I'll loosen it for you." Qin Xueying leaned down, her delicate jade hands touching Chu Qingling's tightly bound breasts. She deliberately and casually teased her nipples through her clothes, but made no move to actually loosen the ropes. Subjected to such violation, the gagged Chu Qingling twisted her body, protesting with muffled whimpers. This futile resistance only intensified Qin Xueying's desire for conquest. She reached out with her other hand, caressing Chu Qingling's exquisite face. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, your pretty face has turned pale with anger. What a shame for such a beauty..." Chu Qingling was highly skilled in martial arts, and ordinary bindings would not have been able to restrain her. However, Qin Xueying's subordinates were from the "Beauty Binding Cult," and their binding techniques were exceptionally potent. Not only were the ropes incredibly tight, but they were also made of bull tendon rope that had been pre-sprayed with water. Once dry, this rope became hard and tough, and due to its significant shrinkage, it dug deeply into the flesh. Many a beauty had been brought to tears and begged for mercy by their bindings. Chu Qingling's ability to endure this long without a sound was already remarkable. This was Chu Qingling's first time being bound. The ropes dug deeply into her jade-like arms, hindering blood flow. Her icy skin was already turning pale, and she was close to fainting. However, she was too proud to beg Qin Xueying for mercy. As a disciple of the Carefree Sect and the CEO of Luscente Perfume Company, how could she surrender to this shameless rival? This was absolutely not her style, never! Furthermore, she was still consumed with worry for Ye Lingyun's safety and chastity. How could she not be concerned? For years, she had carefully cherished Ye Lingyun. Although she often engaged in binding games with her, that was a right she exclusively enjoyed. How could she share it with outsiders? Now, Ye Lingyun had been kidnapped and fallen into the hands of the "Beauty Binding Cult's" female pervert. Earlier, she had been forced to agree to exchange herself for Ye Lingyun. To achieve this, she had to endure the humiliation of being bound and gagged by another woman right under Ye Lingyun's nose. But this humiliation was in vain, because after she was securely bound, Ouyang Hong had no intention of fulfilling her promise to release Ye Lingyun. Chu Qingling could only watch as Ye Lingyun was taken away again. The memory of Ye Lingyun's disheveled hair and clothes filled her with regret and helplessness. It was too late for regrets now. She herself was bound like a zongzi, unable to move. How could she save Ye Lingyun? But if she wasn't rescued soon, she feared she would eventually be subjected to Ouyang Hong's abuse. Perhaps it was already too late. Thinking of Ye Lingyun's disheveled hair and clothes from earlier, Chu Qingling was filled with anxiety. Seeing the pitiable state of the bound and gagged Chu beauty, Qin Xueying felt a pang of sympathy. However, this beauty was too skilled. If she relaxed even a little, she herself might be the one to suffer. In truth, she didn't know what to do with her. She didn't want to harm her, but she couldn't just let her go. She would keep her bound like this for a few days to break her spirit. Besides, she seemed to rather enjoy seeing her in this submissive state...

Qin Xueying pulled open a drawer of her vanity and took out a thick thermometer, ordering Chu Qingling, who was on the bed, "Roll over! Let me see how high your fever is." "Why do I need to roll over? Don't you put the thermometer in your mouth?" Chu Qingling finally couldn't help but protest. This was the first sentence she had spoken to Qin Xueying since being tied up and brought to this room. "How can that be?" Qin Xueying said, taking out the thermometer with a wicked smile on her face. "This is a rectal thermometer, something you insert into your butt. How can you put it in your mouth?" This terrified Chu Qingling. She absolutely refused to let Qin Xueying strip her naked and insert that thing into her most private orifice. But now, every part of her body from the waist up and below the knees was tightly bound, leaving her completely immobile. How could she stop Qin Xueying? Chu Qingling was so anxious she was about to cry. But Qin Xueying was already closing in. "It seems it's a bit difficult for you, my beautiful mummy, to roll over yourself. So, I'll help you." As Qin Xueying spoke, she reached out to grab Chu Qingling's shoulders. The moment Chu Qingling thought she would be caught and subjected to the humiliation of being stripped naked, she frantically twisted her body to dodge Qin Xueying's grasp, shouting, "No! No!" Unfortunately, her resistance was not only ineffective but also ignited Qin Xueying's desire to conquer. Qin Xueying menacingly threatened, "Be good! Or I'll get rough! Hmph! You think I'm a sick cat just because I don't roar like a tiger..." Seeing that this threat didn't have the desired effect, Qin Xueying decided to take immediate action and teach this brat a lesson. She placed the rectal thermometer on the bedside table, then lifted Chu Qingling's body from the bed and sat down on the bed herself, pressing the beauty in her arms face down onto her thighs. "You... what are you going to do?" In a flash, Chu Qingling realized the situation was dire, and her voice trembled slightly. "You're too disobedient, so big sister is going to spank you!" After saying this to bolster her own courage, Qin Xueying reached down and pulled Chu Qingling's pants to her knee bends, completely stripping her bare. This was the first time Qin Xueying had observed Chu Qingling's buttocks so closely. What beautiful buttocks! Not only were they round and firm, but they were also snow-white, tender, and exquisite. Even Qin Xueying, a beauty herself, felt a pang of jealousy. She always felt her own figure was too voluptuous, especially her large buttocks. Although they seemed perky, their size and weight were a burden. If they were as petite as Chu Qingling's, perhaps her own movements would be more agile. Chu Qingling wanted to protest, but Qin Xueying's palm landed heavily on her buttocks with a loud "slap." Before she could recover from the first strike, more followed, "slap, slap, slap, slap," like raindrops. She, the sole heir of the逍遥派 (Xiaoyao Sect) and the CEO of the largest perfume company, Luscente, was now being spanked like a child on the lap of a woman almost her own age, and what's more, she was bound and stripped bare. Chu Qingling's handsome face flushed with shame. She, a beauty who had never been spanked in her life, was now losing her dignity in Qin Xueying's hands! She struggled with all her might, twisting her waist and hips, even resorting to curses. But all she received in return were fiercer and more resolute blows. After such a setback, she had no choice but to give up resisting, burying her head low, only wishing for this humiliating punishment to end quickly. If only she had known, she might as well have let Qin Xueying take her rectal temperature directly. Since there was no escaping it, why resist in vain and end up with the profound humiliation of being spanked? But no matter how much she regretted it, Qin Xueying showed no mercy. She rained down blows on Chu Qingling's poor little buttocks, one after another, until every inch of the snow-white skin on her exquisite derrière was stained red. Only then did she let her go, ordering her to lie prone on the bed, her buttocks still bare, awaiting the rectal thermometer.

Ye Lingyun, having made up her mind, gently pressed down on Chu Meiren's shoulders to slow her struggles, and continued in a soft voice, "Stay put, obediently. Ouyang Hong has already promised me that as long as I'm willing... willing to stay, she'll definitely let you go. You just need to endure for another day or two, and you'll be free again. As for me, don't worry, they won't hurt me." Hearing this, Chu Meiren almost fainted again. To save herself, she was going to be offered as a sacrifice to the tiger? This was something she absolutely could not accept! Why didn't this girl understand that if she just put in a little effort and a little time to untie her, there would be no need for any sacrifice? It seemed that having a girlfriend who knew no martial arts really did pose problems; she had completely underestimated her own abilities! But now, she had no way to leap up and prove to her that they could easily break through. This was truly agonizing! Meanwhile, Ye Lingyun's heart was undergoing a change she had never anticipated. She suddenly found Chu Qingling more captivating than ever before. Her body struggled fiercely, yet her small mouth was cruelly gagged. Two blushes had already risen on her exquisitely beautiful, lotus-like face. Her beautiful eyes were a mixture of shyness, anxiety, pleading, and her usual concern. Her jade arms were tightly bound behind her back, the ropes constricting her slender wrists tied together with the noose behind her neck. Her folded, delicate hands were pulled up very high. Coupled with the horizontal ropes above and below her chest and the flesh-binding criss-cross ropes in front, her upper body's freedom was completely stripped away. The pair of originally rosy nipples, peeking out from her chest, had become a vibrant, enticing red due to the prolonged tightness of the ropes around them, stirring in her an unprecedented urge to pinch them with her hand or suck on them with her lips. No wonder the girls in the Binding Beauty Sect were so infatuated with bondage. It turned out that bondage could make an already beautiful woman even more stunning. She had often tied up Chu Qingling before. Each time she did, Chu Qingling's infatuation with her seemed to deepen, but she had never had the chance to admire Chu Qingling when she was bound. Now, looking at her, she was truly more beautiful than herself, making one unable to take their eyes off her. She even began to doubt if her refusal to untie her was, on a subconscious level, a reluctance to spoil this exquisite scene. She couldn't help but recall her beautiful buttocks, which had been exposed earlier. Ye Lingyun felt her heart pounding fiercely. How could she suddenly have such thoughts about her? Weren't her feelings in this regard always submissive? Perhaps that was simply because she had always wanted to be just an obedient little submissive? And now, had this bound beauty in front of her forcefully awakened something within her body? Perhaps this was what people called the primacy of impression... She hesitated to think further, fearing she might lose control. If that happened, what would become of the perfect image she wanted to maintain in Chu Qingling's heart forever?

"Her? Wasn't she already tied up securely?" The girls were slightly confused by Protector Ouyang's order. "Hmph, just because she's tied doesn't mean she can't be tied more! Add a few more ropes to her! Tie her tighter..." Ouyang Hong commanded impatiently, while draping the rope in her hand behind Ye Lingyun's delicate neck, looping it over her shoulder, and beginning to bind her beloved in a five-point restraint. Because she was angry this time, her hands were much heavier than before. As she tightly wrapped Ye Lingyun's snow-white, jade-like arms with the "Beauty-Binding Rope," she taunted, "I'm so sorry! Darling, this one's a bit tighter, I can't help it. Who told you to misbehave? But I see you seem to really like it when I tie you. The tighter I bind you, the more excited you get, right..." "You... you're talking nonsense!" Ye Lingyun was practically driven mad with anger! It was perfectly natural for her to come and see her imprisoned superior and her lover. Did she need Ouyang Hong's permission for that? Misbehave? Did she really think of herself as some precious treasure? "It's none of your business that I came to see her! What right do you have to tie me up!" She was so furious she forgot her status and started to curse. Unfortunately, no matter how justified she was, it couldn't change the fact that the ropes were in Ouyang Hong's hands. The more fiercely she cursed, the more vigorously Ouyang Hong tied her. The Beauty-Binding Rope weaved and looped, tightening from left to right, until Ye Lingyun was bound completely, taut and firm. Her small hands were tied high behind her back, forcing her to humiliatingly thrust her incredibly small, soft, and perky breasts forward. This was the first time Ye Lingyun had ever been bound so tightly. Tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to fall at any moment. If she hadn't felt it would be too embarrassing to cry in this situation, she would have already burst into tears. Seeing her beloved bound and on the verge of tears, Chu Qingling's heart ached terribly. She wished she could immediately spit out the gag in her mouth and shout, "Don't hurt her! Come at me if you have a problem!" Alas, she was like a bodhisattva crossing the river, unable to save herself. In fact, compared to the torment she had already endured, the ropes on Ye Lingyun were nothing. While Ouyang Hong was tying Ye Lingyun, the two girls had forced the already tightly bound Chu Qingling, who was like a rice dumpling, back onto the bed and bound her again even more securely. Although Ouyang Hong was a little annoyed, she still held back some of her strength when dealing with Ye Lingyun. But the two girls tying Chu Qingling were different. They had no authority to decide the tightness of the bindings. As Ouyang Hong had instructed, they tied her with great effort, using several more ropes, until Chu Qingling's poor upper body was so densely wrapped that there was hardly any space left to tie more ropes. Only then did they stop. To be tied up again! Chu Qingling's beautiful face flushed and paled with anger, but she was completely powerless to resist. However, her humiliation was far from over. Now, something even more unacceptable was unfolding before her eyes! Right by the bed, Ouyang Hong, having finished the binding, had wrapped her arms tightly around Ye Lingyun from behind. Her hands, through the fabric of Ye Lingyun's clothes, were molesting her breasts. Her more restless lips were already caressing her delicate neck and earlobes, stirring her to the brink of surrender. "No! Not here!" Ye Lingyun weakly resisted Ouyang Hong's advances, panting as she pleaded, "Don't do it in front of her..."

"Why… why do you suddenly want to marry me?" Chu Qingling felt a bit surprised. Although she had taken meticulous care of her these past few days, and her body had been thoroughly seen and touched… it seemed unavoidable to consider union, but hearing such a sudden proposal still startled her. "First, let me correct a misconception! *I* am marrying *you*, not the other way around! I want you to be the Mistress of the Bound Beauty Sect, my treasure!" The domineering Qin Xueying, having spoken, would not retract her words. "We're both women, so it's no big deal. If you're willing, I'll call my senior sister and her wife over, and we four can… if that's still not enough, I'll call my junior sister and your junior sister too, six of us is also fine." "You… how can you be so…" Chu Qingling blushed. Qin Xueying was truly open-minded, even beyond what she had dared to imagine. "What's not to like? In our Bound Beauty Sect, anything is possible. I'm the leader, and my word is law. You've been tied up and spanked naked by me several times, so you can only be my treasure!" Qin Xueying declared, "Today! Right now! I'm marrying you!" As she spoke, she pulled open the bedside drawer and took out a large bundle of ropes. These ropes were yellowish-brown, about as thick as a little finger, and slightly translucent, resembling magnified spider silk. They looked incredibly strong. "This kind of rope is called a Phoenix Binding Rope. It's specifically used by the past female leaders of our Bound Beauty Sect to bind their new brides. It can only be used on one beloved in a lifetime." Qin Xueying tidied the ropes in her hands and, looking directly into Chu Qingling's beautiful eyes, announced loudly, "Now, I've decided to use this Phoenix Binding Rope on you. Once you're bound by it, you will officially marry me and become my Mistress!" She was actually going to bind her with a rope bearing such a humiliating name for a woman, and then declare that once bound, she would belong to her forever? Qin Xueying paid no mind to whether she agreed. She once again scooped up Chu Qingling, whose hands were still bound behind her back, and gently placed her back on the bed. She commanded her to kneel on the bed, facing away from her, and then personally proceeded to bind her tightly and securely in the same manner as before, using that notorious method for binding beauties. When Qin Xueying personally took charge of binding someone, she was far more skilled than her subordinates. More than half of the rope had dug deeply into Chu Qingling's fair skin. The binding was so tight that the beauty's eyes widened with a hint of moisture, and she whimpered softly in pain, "Mmm! It's too tight!…" Although Qin Xueying felt a pang of sympathy, she knew it wasn't the time for tenderness. She pressed on, "Tight? For a disobedient treasure like you, it needs to be bound tighter! To help you remember." She steeled herself and tightened the Phoenix Binding Rope, the symbol of Chu Qingling's lifelong shame, even more, binding the exquisite beauty until her eyes welled up with tears, and she was almost collapsing on the bed. Qin Xueying wasn't finished. She used the remaining rope to bind her thumbs together. Then, she grabbed two pieces of snow-white gauze, wrapped them tightly around her clenched fists, and finally used a thin rope to secure the gauze at her wrists. Once again bound tightly, Chu Qingling's shoulders were pulled back by the Phoenix Binding Rope. Combined with the pressure from the several horizontal ropes across her chest, this binding method, favored by perverts to accentuate a beauty's breasts, forced her delicate bosom to protrude high. Two alluring pink nipples peeked through the torn neckline, presenting a captivating sight. Qin Xueying, enticed by the scene before her, found it difficult to restrain herself. She reached out and completely tore open Chu Qingling's clothes, forcefully claiming the two delicate points on her chest. Wickedly, she used her fingertips to rub, twist, pinch, pull, and press, wantonly playing with her rosy buds. Poor Chu Qingling! Her pair of tender, youthful buds had never been played with by anyone before and could not withstand such torment. Within moments, she was flushed, panting, and trembling.