To be the plaything of my sister.

"That way, I can be at ease. I don't want brother to do anything he doesn't want to do." My sister's smile was as radiant as a little elf descended to earth. However... "Help! Is anyone there..." I desperately called out, casting all shame aside. This was also to defend my last shred of dignity. My sister frowned slightly and said softly, "Brother really shouldn't shout so casually. Otherwise..." But I couldn't care less. To preserve my dignity, I shouted for help. My sister nimbly took off her white stockings and shoved them into my mouth. I hurriedly tried to push them out with my tongue, but the moment my tongue touched the silk, the saliva left behind carried a hint of saltiness and a milky aroma. My sister shoved the stockings I spat out back in, this time deeper, all the way to my throat. Then, she took off another stocking and tightly sealed my mouth, tying a knot behind my head that was snug around my chin. "Brother truly doesn't know how to cherish himself, insisting on suffering." After removing the stockings, my sister's smooth sole lightly pressed against my cheek. I held my breath as much as possible, trying to avoid inhaling the scent from my sister's feet. My sister seemed to see through my intentions, but instead pressed her foot closer to my nose with more determination, until I had no choice but to breathe. Dissatisfaction and helplessness intertwined in my heart. I couldn't resist this seemingly delicate sister; she could make me submit with just one foot. "How does it feel, brother? Become my servant. Although you have no choice, theoretically, I don't like to inflict violence on others." My sister lightly played with her hair, exuding charm. If she weren't stepping on my face with her foot, this scene might have been even more captivating. . With my mouth stuffed, I could only shake my head vigorously, but my sister pretended not to notice. Instead, she feigned surprise and said, "Since you're not making any noise, does that mean you agree by default? Brother is so obedient, then here's a reward~ Mwah~" My sister bent down, pressing down on me, and in a leaning posture, lightly kissed my cheek. Then, my sister began to remove my shirt and pants. Although I wanted to resist inwardly, the effects of the drug had not yet worn off, and I could only writhe weakly to express my dissatisfaction, unable to even lift my hands. At this moment, I was almost completely naked, with only a pair of underwear covering me. But my sister didn't stop there... Suddenly, the doorbell rang, followed by the sound of my sister going to open the door. Then, a strange girl's voice reached my ears: "Good afternoon, am I late? Zhou Zhou~" My sister responded a few words to the visitor, followed by the sound of the door closing and the television being turned on. Unaware of what was happening outside, I could only guess that my sister might have arranged for a get-together at home with her classmates, and now they seemed to be watching TV together. I was still wearing that maid outfit. Rushing out of the bathroom was an act of extreme boldness, and I absolutely wouldn't risk it. If anyone saw me dressed like this, I would be utterly humiliated, especially in front of those gossipy girls. Time slowly passed. Apart from the sound of the television, the living room was silent. I really couldn't understand why two people would arrange to meet during the precious summer vacation, only to sit at home and watch boring TV shows? Just as I was on the verge of collapse from boredom, the long-awaited conversation finally came, but it surprised me. "Ruoxi, may I use the restroom?" Not good. I was hiding in the restroom, a mess. It would be too embarrassing if I were discovered. I couldn't hide here forever either; after all, anyone would find it suspicious if an unknown object stayed in the restroom for an hour. Forget it, I'll risk it. With lightning speed, I opened the door and dashed out with the speed that once won me second place in a track and field sprint. But as soon as I crossed the threshold, I tripped over a rope on the floor and fell heavily. While my body was still tumbling in the air, I caught a glimpse of my sister standing at the restroom door, holding a white handkerchief in her hand. A huge question mark appeared in my mind. "Why is my sister there? Wasn't she just chatting with her classmate in the living room?" Immediately after, came the sound of me falling to the ground. My sister quickly caught up from behind, swiftly crossed my arms behind my back, and then sat on my waist, pressing down firmly on my hands. This scene seemed to have happened not long ago, when I was subdued in a similarly awkward position (see previous plot).

At eight o'clock, I rang her doorbell precisely. Soon, a light sound of footsteps approached, and the door slowly opened. In that moment, I felt a sudden shyness. After all, since I didn't have a webcam, she hadn't seen my true face yet. "You're here just in time, come in quickly~" Xiao Yu was wearing a dark red short-sleeved qipao. Her long, slender legs paired with sexy black stockings were a striking sight. "Seeing me, are you a bit disappointed?" I asked as I followed Xiao Yu into the living room, unable to help myself. "Why?" she asked curiously. "Because I'm not the handsome guy you imagined~" "Haha, I'm not looking for a boyfriend. Actually, you're quite good, you have a nice physique, and you're quite handsome~" Xiao Yu smiled and led me into the bedroom. Clearly, it had been meticulously cleaned. On the white bedspread lay several bundles of white cotton rope, along with a gag, tape, a white cloth, and stockings – various props. "If I were a bad guy, wouldn't you be worried?" I still couldn't help but ask. Xiao Yu was about 1.6 meters tall, with a graceful figure, slender but not skinny. However, for a man, she seemed too delicate. "Well? Come, extend your right hand~" she said with a smile, pulling my right hand. "What is it?" Before I could react, she had me pinned with a practiced hold. "Ouch! What are you doing? Let go..." "This young lady... is actually a police officer... Take out your ID, don't tell me you've been arrested~" Xiao Yu released my hand. "Ah? Officer, are you checking household registrations?" "Are you going to give it or not?" She pouted, looked at me askance, a sly smile playing on her lips. On the coat rack behind her, I vaguely saw the corner of a gun holster peeking out from under a pile of clothes. I answered firmly, "Yes!" I thought to myself, this is too timid. No wonder no one dares to come over. But facing such a beauty, how could I not take a risk? So I took out my ID from my wallet. The photo showed me in high school, with a silly grin. "Haha, how old is this photo? It's time to get the second-generation ID, otherwise, you'll soon be an undocumented person." She couldn't help but laugh as she looked at the photo on the ID. "What a silly young man! Haha~" She looked at my goofy smiling photo and burst into laughter. I admit, it was the funniest photo. It's a shame, I was too naive back then, I should have destroyed it. "Alright, I'll keep your ID for now. If you have any ill intentions... hmm?" She warned me with a smile. "Yes, I understand. I am willing to follow your arrangements... surrender willingly..." "Who is your elder? Miss, I'm still very young... Alright, I was just kidding with you. Come on, use whatever methods you have, I don't believe I can't break free... But we've agreed, I can't let you waste your effort. What if I break free from the ropes, hmm?" Xiao Yu had already put her hands behind her back, ready for me to tie her up, but then she suddenly turned around, pointed at me with her finger, and asked with a smile. "This..." My heart tightened. I felt like I had fallen into a trap. The police academy had specialized courses in bondage and escape. My amateur skills and lack of practical experience might actually allow her to escape. "Then let's bet with today's lunch..." I said with a lack of confidence. "Okay, you said it... If you go back on your word, I'll..." "You have my ID, if I go back on my word, won't I really become an undocumented person?" "Deal. After you treat me to lunch today, I'll return your ID, hmph~" Xiao Yu said, putting my ID into a drawer, locking it, and holding the key in her hand. "Shall we start? Don't worry, I'll be very cooperative." Xiao Yu turned her back again, bringing her hands together behind her. I thought to myself, just you wait, little policewoman. When I tie you up like a mummy, unable to move, I'll deal with you slowly... I carefully tied Xiao Yu's hands behind her back, pulling them together. Her body was extremely flexible, as expected of someone trained. With no effort, she tied her hands into a "W" shape behind her back, her hands together. I paid special attention to her wrists, wrapping the rope several times before tying a knot. Then I continued to bind her upper arms, and then her arms... "Heh, you tied it quite well. Better than some of my sisters, but still too loose. Don't regret it later." Xiao Yu chuckled. "Too loose? You'll feel it later..." "Oh really? Then I'm looking forward to it~" She smiled dismissively. I tightly bound her arms against her body, then used another rope to secure her wrists again, pulling them up towards her neck, wrapping it around her slender neck twice and tightening it. "Is this the 'inverted hanging neck restraint' you mentioned? It doesn't seem like much... Hmm?!" Xiao Yu said. I deliberately tightened the rope, and the rope around her neck tightened, causing her to choke slightly.

It took me nearly half an hour to perfectly complete the leg bondage. Starting from the instep, I meticulously and layer by layer secured the ropes upwards to the ankles, then extended to below the knees, above the knees, and finally to the base of the thighs, ensuring every part was firmly and reliably fastened. This way, even normal walking became exceptionally difficult. Now it was time for the mouth-gagging phase. I picked up a ball gag and examined it. There were hollow designs and solid soft rubber ones. After some consideration, I decided to use the solid soft rubber ball gag because I preferred the sensation of chewing when it was in my mouth. I placed it in my mouth, "Mmmph..." With this, I could only utter muffled sounds, but generally, I could still make out what I wanted to express. As for my hands, I wasn't skilled at weaving rope loops, so I opted for an arm restraint. It was a black arm-binding device, and I was already familiar with how to put it on when I purchased it. It was designed for direct restraint from behind and could be put on by oneself. However, when putting it on by myself, I could only rely on the zipper, and the straps for reinforcing the restraint couldn't be tightened on my own. After putting on this arm restraint, my arms were indeed held together. Although it felt a bit loose, the restraining effect was not diminished. At least without tools, I couldn't free my hands from the restraint. And as the seller said, to open the zipper, one had to find and grasp the pull tab. I sat on the edge of the bed, admiring my bound legs, like a zongzi, with great satisfaction. I struggled slightly, feeling the friction between my legs, and the rustling sound of my leather boots against the floor was intoxicating. I slowly moved off the bed until I was standing. I decided to experiment and see if I could still walk in this bound state, or how much I could explore within the house under these conditions. I moved forward slowly. If my insteps weren't bound, I would definitely be able to take slightly larger strides with each step. But now, I could only advance step by tiny step, daring not to jump, especially since I was wearing a pair of high-heeled thigh-high boots. After more than ten minutes of slow shuffling, I finally reached the bedroom door from the bedside. By now, I was drenched in sweat, and because a rope was continuously rubbing against me as I moved, my nether regions were a bit damp. "Forget it, it's better to turn back!" I began to walk back with difficulty. With a gentle nudge of my hips, the bedroom door slammed shut with a "bang." When I returned to the bedside, I looked up at the clock on the wall. It was already past one in the morning. I'll enjoy it a little longer, then I'll undo the restraints. I lay on the bed, imagining myself being kidnapped by villains, struggling helplessly, appearing so vulnerable... I... I... I crave... I crave to be kissed on my boots and have my little pearls gently licked while I'm bound... I... I... I wish someone would gently touch my chest, my round hips... I... I... My breasts, which are almost a D cup, must be very alluring, right?... My vision began to blur, and my spirit seemed to be immensely satisfied. The slight tingling sensation from the ropes, far from making me uncomfortable, instead made me revel in it... I... I really have a bit of a masochistic tendency! After a brief moment of pleasure, I gradually regained my senses, but I had no intention of undoing the restraints. I planned to spend the entire night like this. I had no plans for tomorrow, my parents were not home, and my brother wouldn't come to wake me up for breakfast. What was there to worry about... My little toys... Hee hee! "Xiao Ai, please turn off the lights!" I intended to call out to Xiao Ai to help me extinguish the lights, but I forgot that my mouth was gagged, and the sounds I made were indistinct. With Xiao Ai's intelligence, it was unlikely to understand my words. Helplessly, I could only turn over in bed and gently kick the switch by the bedside with the heel of my boot. The room plunged into darkness, and I felt an unprecedented sense of loneliness. The faint bedside lamp shone on my boots, and the boots seemed to glimmer in the dim light. Time slipped away, and I unknowingly drifted into a deep sleep. When I woke up, I found that my brother had found me. It was strange; he usually never entered my room. It was all because I forgot to lock the door last night. "Oh my, my dear little sister, how did you tie yourself up like this?" my brother said teasingly, gently wiping the saliva from the corner of my mouth with a tissue. My face turned bright red as I looked at him: "Mmmph mmmph mmmph!" Hurry up and untie me! He could definitely understand what I meant, but he deliberately pretended not to, and even took out his phone to start taking pictures. I quickly turned my head away. After he finished taking pictures, he gently helped me sit up, squatted in front of me, lifted my bound legs, and kissed the tips of my boots, saying, "My little princess, it's not good to play such dangerous games alone. Let your brother help you!" I was stunned for a moment, forgetting to resist. This... how could this be? We are siblings. Do you want to be sent to that place by Dad? "Haha, you even know that meme. It seems you understand more than I thought. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. I just want to help you untie yourself. Yes, I'm also interested in rope art, but I like tying people, not being tied." My brother chatted with me while adjusting my lower legs. His fingers gently squeezed my calves, then softly caressed the instep of my feet. I had a feeling that he just wanted to... He removed my ball gag, and I coughed lightly, slowly swallowing the saliva that had accumulated in my mouth. "Brother, I never thought you would..." Before I could finish, my brother stuffed a pair of stockings into my mouth. Good heavens, these were the stockings I was planning to throw away yesterday. Although my feet don't sweat easily, putting used stockings in my mouth was really unhygienic. "It's best if there's a faint scent of perfume. If there's a bit of an odor, it's too overpowering," my brother commented, and then he put the ball gag back

"Your little feet are so captivating! They just make me want to touch them properly." Ai leaned to the side, her slender fingers gently caressing my feet. "Mmm-hmm-hmm..." Her actions made me want to laugh out loud, but with my mouth gagged, the laughter turned into muffled grunts, and my body trembled. Then, her hand moved lightly to my rear, giving it a few pats, and she said playfully, "Oh my, this pretty butt is quite springy too!" I glared at Ai with a feigned anger, retorting, "What do you mean springy, do you think it's a toy? And stop bothering me. With my body's flexibility, I could easily escape this light restraint if I put in a little effort." "Oh dear, oh dear, our little slave is angry!" Ai gently tickled my nose. I pretended to be angry and opened my mouth to bite, but the rope in my mouth prevented me from actually biting her. "Oh dear, oh dear, you scared me!" Ai quickly pulled her hand back, laughing, "I'm a bit sleepy. Let's get some rest early. The air conditioning is just right, don't worry about catching a cold. Just sleep soundly." "Mmm-hmm-hmm..." Please, Ai, this position is really uncomfortable. As long as I can change positions, as long as it's not that kind of difficult binding, I'm willing to let you tie me up until you wake up. However, Ai didn't seem to care about my discomfort. She casually turned off the main light, leaving only a soft table lamp, and then lay down beside me, falling asleep. How could you fall asleep so easily! I gently nudged Ai. She just rolled over and continued her sweet dreams. I tried to move my hands and found that the ropes weren't too tight. I might be able to slowly widen the loops and free my hands. I operated carefully, trying not to make any noise. On one hand, I was afraid of waking Ai, and on the other, struggling while restrained indeed consumed a lot of energy, so I had to stop and rest every so often. After persistent effort, I finally managed to slip my wrists out of the rope loops. This release greatly reduced the restraint on my upper body. I quietly untied the remaining ropes while vigilantly observing Ai, afraid she might suddenly wake up and ruin my efforts. When I finally untied the rope binding my mouth, I let out a long sigh of relief. My legs, which had been bent for a long time, could finally stretch freely. As I untied the ropes on my feet, a sense of relief washed over me. I glanced at the sleeping Ai and thought to myself, "I tied you up so tightly, I'll make you taste being tied up later." I picked out a thin rope, carefully turned the sideways-lying Ai onto her stomach, and then gently tied her wrists together. I had originally planned to try a complex behind-the-back wrist tie, but considering that Ai might wake up early due to pain, I abandoned the idea. I first placed her arms flat on her sides, with her elbows slightly bent. Then, I began to gently tie her from the middle of her arms. The initial loops were intentionally loose, not to make it easy for her to escape, but quite the opposite, to increase the difficulty of her struggle. When I had wrapped about eight or nine turns, a rope resembling a woven arm guard formed on Ai's arms. On this basis, I wrapped the rope around the middle part of her arms two more times to enhance stability. Thus, the rope loops were divided into upper and lower parts, and from the side, it looked like a "0" had turned into an "8," and Ai's hands were cleverly secured. Then, I took a long rope and started tying from Ai's thighs. I chose to tie her legs together because I thought it would be more aesthetically pleasing to bind Ai's slender legs together. Every three or four turns, I passed the rope between her legs, transforming the loop from a "0" shape to an "8" shape. When I reached her knees, I was surprised to find that the rope had run out, which was a testament to how meticulously I had tied her. I prepared to get another rope to continue binding Ai's legs. At this moment, I suddenly noticed that Ai didn't seem to be wearing socks. Should I tie her bare feet, or put something on her before tying? I thought for a moment and decided it would be better to put socks on her. I looked around. In the dim light, I couldn't find any suitable socks, except for the pair of stockings that had been used to gag me earlier. There were no other socks to choose from. After a moment's hesitation, I decided to just tie her... But then I thought, maybe I could put a pair of boots on her. In the bag for the ropes, I found a gorgeous outfit – a delicate lace top, a short skirt, and a pair of over-the-knee high-heeled boots. The entire outfit was a deep black, with a glossy sheen. I looked at my own loungewear and decided to change into this queenly attire, leaving the boots for Ai. I helped Ai put on the boots and then began the binding. I first made a rope loop and gently placed it on Ai's joined feet, then tied it tighter with each loop, adding a fixed point in the middle of the loop. I proceeded upwards, binding her ankles, calves, and below her knees. These areas were all carefully tied and reinforced to ensure Ai couldn't easily break free. Well, next up is the upper body binding. Let's go with a butterfly knot... I gently helped Ai sit up. Her head was still bowed, as if she were still asleep. Even if she woke up now, she could only let me... Hehehe. I sat behind Ai, using my legs to steady her, and began the binding. After I finished the butterfly knot, Ai seemed to start becoming aware. Perhaps I had accidentally applied too much force while tying the rope, passing through her sensitive areas. "I feel so dizzy, like I'm being restrained by something," Ai mumbled indistinctly. Hehehe, remove the "feel," and be sure, you are tied by me.

"You should have noticed your senses have significantly heightened, haven't you? That's right, the drug we injected you with is designed to deeply stimulate your nervous system's sensitivity, allowing you to be aware of everything around you. But increased nerve sensitivity has a side effect: extreme ticklishness. This is why we chose you, someone who was originally insensitive to tickles, for this experiment. Our previous test subjects, after the injection, became so sensitive that even the slightest air current would make them laugh uncontrollably. They were just too sensitive. 'But you, while you might be more ticklish than the average person now, you're definitely a standout among those injected! You're our first successful test subject! We have many missions waiting for you, our modified super-soldier!' Dr. Liu chattered excitedly, oblivious to Yi Yu, who, with her enhanced senses, had already detected a loose screw on the rack. She was preparing to break free... With a 'bang,' Yi Yu leaped from the rack, instantly appearing before Dr. Liu and throwing a punch. Lin Lin, who had been guarding nearby, quickly stepped in front of Dr. Liu. But Yi Yu was a master of close combat, and her enhanced senses had taken her skills to another level. Yi Yu could predict and skillfully evade Lin Lin's every attack, or counter-attack Lin Lin's weaknesses. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged dozens of blows. Yi Yu felt a slight surprise. The punches and kicks she landed on Lin Lin were enough to bring down a strong adult male, yet Lin Lin seemed unfazed. Even after taking heavy blows to the temples and the back of her neck, she continued her attack without slowing down. After a few more exchanges, Yi Yu seized an opportunity and, with all her might, delivered a flying kick to Lin Lin's abdomen, forcing Lin Lin to retreat several steps. As Lin Lin stood up, preparing to charge forward again, Yi Yu had already grabbed Dr. Liu's throat with one hand. 'It's all thanks to you that I had the chance to subdue you.' However, even with her throat constricted, Dr. Liu showed no panic. Instead, a sly smile played on his lips. 'Things aren't that simple!' As soon as he spoke, he quickly pressed a button on the remote control in his hand. 'Hahahaha! Shameless! Hahahaha!' Yi Yu couldn't last even a second before suddenly curling up on the ground, writhing in agony. Upon closer inspection, it was evident that Yi Yu was wearing a tight black leather suit. And beneath the leather suit, something seemed to be constantly moving... 'I knew you would resist, so I specially prepared this outfit for you. The lining of this suit is filled with tiny hairs and fluff. When I press this remote, they'll start to wriggle, making you feel like thousands of hands are tickling you. How does it feel? This is only the third level, and there are seven levels on the remote!' Dr. Liu dangled the remote control in front of the writhing Yi Yu. 'You can reflect on yourself here. This is a small punishment for you. Don't worry, I won't be too harsh. After all, you'll become a valuable asset to me... and even the boss in the future! Lin Lin, come and handle this. We have other things to do later.' 'Hahahaha! Dream on! Hahahaha!' Yi Yu continued to laugh uncontrollably as she rolled on the floor. Lin Lin, meanwhile, stood up and picked up a small bell. 'I'll be outside. If you've come to your senses, use this bell to call me.' With that, she followed Dr. Liu out of the room. The door closed, leaving only Yi Yu's unceasing laughter echoing within the room. In C City's renowned Inazuma District, hailed as the city's premier residential area, laughter continuously emanated from a top-floor luxury apartment within a sprawling estate. Amidst the mirth, Qing Yi was secured to a massive, X-shaped metal ring structure, standing as tall as a person. Zheng Fu gently tickled her under the arm with one hand, eliciting peals of laughter from Qing Yi. 'Hahaha, Young Master Zhang, stop it, hahaha.' Qing Yi, clad in a red bikini, accentuated her fair skin and voluptuous figure."

I carried the iron chain, walking ahead of him, the clinking of the chain accompanying my steps. With one hand holding the chain and the other my skirt, I slowly ascended the steps. Reaching the top, I exclaimed, "The sunlight outside is so beautiful." I gazed up at the sky, its azure expanse seeming to wash away all worries. Looking down at my attire, my long hair cascaded over my chest, my pink top and grass-green skirt vibrant in the sunlight. The chains connecting my handcuffs and shackles were visible outside my skirt, glinting in the sun. I turned to look at my husband, and as our eyes met, we both broke into knowing smiles, so happy and at ease. I slowly walked towards the garden, and due to the length and weight of the shackles, I had to hold the chain with both hands, admiring the flowers and plants as I walked. When we reached a small arched bridge by a stream, he asked me to sit by the bridge and said, "Wait for me here for a moment, I'll be right back." With that, he hurried away. In a short while, he returned, holding a wooden cangue and a pair of handcuffs. He asked me, "May I put this on you?" I stood up and nodded. He said, "Sit down again." I obediently sat, and he crouched before me, opening the cangue and placing it around my neck. I felt the neck opening was a bit tight and involuntarily turned my head. He said, "It's alright, the size of the opening is about the same as your neck, it won't be too tight." He opened the small holes of the cangue, had me put my hands through, then closed and locked it. Next, he attached a pair of plate handcuffs to my hands on the cangue, explaining, "This cangue is designed differently from traditional ones with latches; it uses hinges for fixation, making it more convenient and secure. Once locked, even without handcuffs, your hands cannot be pulled out of the holes." I tried to move my hands and indeed felt it was quite snug. He also pulled my long hair out from the holes of the cangue, letting it drape freely over my chest. Then, he asked me to try standing up and walking a few steps. I struggled to stand, and being new to wearing a cangue, coupled with the chain connecting my handcuffs and shackles, I momentarily forgot to lift the connecting chain, making it impossible to walk. Seeing this, he helped me lift the chain and place it in my hands, allowing me to walk slowly on the stone path. Wearing the cangue, I couldn't see the path ahead and could only move forward cautiously, step by step. He looked at me and said, "Now you are truly a typical prisoner in a cangue, how does it feel?" I replied, "It feels really good, now I'm more like a female prisoner, aren't I?" He smiled and said, "Very much so. In a few days, we'll go buy a camera and record your female prisoner image, so you can admire it anytime." I asked, "When are you planning to buy it?" He said, "Very soon." I was secretly delighted, imagining how wonderful it would be to see my female prisoner image. As I thought this, I walked on, fully enjoying the sound of the shackles and chains clashing against the stone slabs, and the pleasant melody produced by the chains on my body striking each other. Despite my difficult steps, my entire being was intoxicated by this beautiful music. My husband marveled, "You truly resemble a historical female prisoner, no, even more beautiful, you are simply captivating." I asked, "What is so special about this beauty?" He replied, "Look, your pale lavender cross-collared blouse, your deep blue floor-length skirt with fine pleats, your long hair escaping from the gaps of the cangue, cascading like water on both sides of the wood. How can Su San compare to you? You are impossibly beautiful." Upon hearing this, a surge of joy welled up in my heart, and I said to him, "Then, I am willing to be your eternal Su San, wearing shackles, okay?" He replied, "No, I prefer you to be a true prisoner in our home, my exclusive captive forever." Hearing this, I nodded with immense happiness, but the restraint of the cangue prevented me from lowering my head, so I spoke, "I am truly grateful to you for letting me fulfill my dream of becoming a female prisoner. I am so happy and willing to be your exclusive prisoner forever, truly, for all my life..." Upon hearing this, he held me tightly in his embrace. Despite the shackles, I couldn't press close to his chest. So, he gently stroked my hair with his hand. In that moment, I was completely immersed in this unique feeling, my eyes half-closed, fully enjoying this peculiar happiness brought by him... Afterword Recently, my situation has taken a rather absurd turn. Not long ago, we were returning from out of town, leaving around 2 AM. You know, I have a penchant for being bound, and that day was no exception. Due to the warm weather, I changed into a long-sleeved, mid-length vintage qipao in the car. Then, in the car, he bound my neck very tightly, my hands were also raised high, and my mouth was gagged. He then lowered the chains on my feet, and I sat there in the back seat. At that moment, I probably looked like a kidnapped fashionista. However, unexpectedly, our car had not been on the highway for long before we encountered a police checkpoint. They stopped our car, and my husband rolled down the window and presented his documents. It should have been fine, but suddenly a police officer shone a powerful flashlight into the car and discovered my presence. This caused a commotion, and my husband became flustered. They asked both of us to get out of the car. It took me considerable effort to get out, the chains of my shackles clattering with my movements, and all the officers' eyes were fixed on my feet. Then they shone their powerful flashlights all over me, and they seemed stunned by my appearance. After a while, they asked my husband what was going on. Due to the suddenness of the event, my husband was so scared he stammered and couldn't explain clearly. My mouth was still gagged with a towel, so I couldn't explain. I could only nudge my husband with my head, signaling him to remove the towel from my mouth. He then reacted and removed the towel, and I explained to them that we were playing a game and that I was doing this voluntarily. But no matter how I explained, they didn't believe me. Seeing me bound like this, with shackles, it was indeed difficult to convince them. Finally, they asked us to go to the police station to explain the situation, and reluctantly, we went. One officer sat in the driver's seat, while another sat with us in the back, with me sandwiched in between. They did not untie me, and soon we arrived at the police station. As it was not yet dawn, there were no other people at the station except for the duty officers. The two officers separated us, placing us in two different rooms. Shortly after, a female officer arrived. They observed me carefully from all angles, then crouched down to examine my shackles, finding them to be fixed and appearing very surprised. They lifted the chain, finding it long and heavy, and then inspected the ropes on my body. To be honest, the binding was very tight, and the female officer tried to pull it but couldn't loosen it. As she tried, she said, "They don't even bind death row inmates like this. What kind of game is this? I've never heard of anyone playing this. Look at your shackles, how can you walk with these?" I decided to be forthright and said, "Didn't I walk in myself when I got out of the car just now? There's no problem." She asked me, "Are you really husband and wife?" I replied, "Could this be fake?"