The Book of Otherworldly Bound Beauty

With a single transmigration, Zhou Shi'an became the newly enthroned Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, facing internal strife and external threats, his life hanging by a thread. Fortunately, the System of Female Slave Collection descended in time, allowing him to seize power. By leveraging the peculiar rewards obtained from capturing female slaves, Zhou Shi'an gradually strengthened the nation, ultimately reigning supreme over the entire Tianyuan Realm. Ning Daixi, the legitimate daughter of the Ning family, who became Empress Dowager before even having the chance to serve him? Bei Mingxue, the rising star of the dynasty, an heroic female general commanding tens of thousands of troops at the age of 18? An Zhiwei, the gentle and talented scholar of great renown? All the peerless beauties of the Great Qian Dynasty have now become lowly female slaves in Zhou Shi'an's "Phoenix Lock Palace," there for his amusement and to be abused at will. Furthermore, powerful and professional slave-catching teams were dispatched in all directions. The majestic Empress Ji Mengyao of the Human Saint Dynasty, who controls the universe? Shangguan Xianrou, the peerless talented woman who assists the Empress? Capture them and bring them to my palace to be two little watchdogs. The exceptionally gifted fairies and saintesses from the various Holy Lands? The Elf Queen and her saintess daughter? Then I'll put you in my dairy farm, and you'll squeeze out sweet and delicious milk for me every day. What? You say you're the little princess of the Dragon Clan and want me to release you quickly? Very well, I'll give you three choices. First: Become my pet, just like the cat-eared twin sisters captured by the Beastmen and the Empress of Qingqiu and her daughter. Second: Become a piece of furniture in my palace, like the heavenly proud daughters of various sects and the princesses and empresses of various kingdoms. Third: Join those stubborn sluts in the chastisement chamber to receive abuse and training, and I'll release you when I remember you. Looking at the Empress and the Prime Minister at the door, who were once so high and mighty, now reduced to two female dogs chained at the entrance. The palace was filled with beauties, naked or clad in seductive uniforms, tightly bound in every corner. The little Dragon Princess was so terrified that her face turned ashen. In the end, she was bound and yoked by Zhou Shi'an, becoming his first Dragon Clan female slave pet, only able to wag her tail and beg with her ass in the air daily, awaiting Zhou Shi'an's potential favor.

She didn't want Zhou Shi'an to know about the shameful images she had just conjured, otherwise, he would surely intensify his torment. Filled with shame and fury, Ning Daixi wished she could smash her head against the wall of this secret chamber, screaming hysterically in her mind. "Ahhh! How... how could I think of such things? This... this is too embarrassing!" Following this, neither Ning Daixi nor Zhou Shi'an spoke another word. The secret chamber fell into an unnervingly quiet atmosphere. Ning Daixi was still lost in the humiliation and despair brought on by the images she had imagined, while Zhou Shi'an simply wanted to wait for Ning Daixi to speak first. Neither of them uttered a sound. Ning Daixi remained forced to bend over, her backside presented, her ten slender, jade-like fingers instinctively clenching the rope that passed through the iron ring in the ceiling, hoisting her arms and wrists high above. Zhou Shi'an, after a moment of silence, reached out and began to fumble with the silk ribbon on Ning Daixi's beautiful back that secured her肚兜 (dudou - a traditional Chinese undergarment). "Ahhh! Stop... stop it! I told you to stop!" Sensing Zhou Shi'an's movement, Ning Daixi did not want her most precious and private parts to be exposed to him without any covering. She immediately let out a near-roar to stop him. As she screamed to prevent Zhou Shi'an from undoing her肚兜, her body, tightly bound by the rope, struggled desperately. Ning Daixi's muscles tensed, her delicate body trembling from exerting all her strength. Disregarding the pain in her shoulders, she used both her hands to grab the rope that was hoisting her arms and pulled down with all her might, while simultaneously trying with all her might to separate her bound arms. Not only that, Ning Daixi's lower body was also active. Her perfectly straight beautiful legs kicked wildly backward, attempting to violently kick Zhou Shi'an. This time, Ning Daixi unleashed all her strength, her struggles incredibly forceful. But unfortunately, her restraints were incredibly tight. Not to mention that Ning Daixi's spiritual energy and physique were restricted by the ropes to the level of an ordinary girl; even if her strength were multiplied several times over, it would be impossible to break free. Zhou Shi'an nimbly dodged Ning Daixi's kicking legs, then grabbed the now-unfastened肚兜 and yanked it off her. The last piece of clothing covering her upper body was removed, and Ning Daixi's fiery figure and skin as delicate and smooth as snow were completely exposed to the air. "Ahhh! You... you...! Damn it... don't... don't look, you bastard!" With her肚兜 removed, seeing Zhou Shi'an's burning gaze fixed directly on her breasts, Ning Daixi's pupils dilated, her beautiful eyes widening round, filled with disbelief and extreme humiliation. Her delicate, pretty face flushed as if about to bleed, and she screamed hysterically, displaying a mixture of shame, anger, and fury, wishing she could gouge out Zhou Shi'an's eyes. Zhou Shi'an paid no mind to Ning Daixi's impotent rage and shrill curses, even feeling a hint of excitement. Then, amidst her increasingly fierce resistance and scolding, Zhou Shi'an reached out a finger and gently hooked the裘裤 (qiu ku - fur-lined trousers) on Ning Daixi's slender and graceful waist, then effortlessly pulled them down. The裘裤 were pulled down and hung on Ning Daixi's full, long, shapely legs. Instantly, her lower body's private, tender pink orifice and her perky, honey-like, exquisite buttocks were completely exposed to Zhou Shi'an's eyes. Ning Daixi was immediately overwhelmed by a wave of indescribable humiliation and rage that swept through her entire body. Her alluring phoenix eyes, filled with shame and fury, gazed at Zhou Shi'an, who was staring at her everywhere. Her snow-white teeth gnashed audibly, and she spoke with difficulty, word by word, filled with hatred and humiliation:

The two small bags contained restraints and tools for discipline, all personally arranged by Zhou Shian. He naturally knew what was inside the bag Ling Xijing had chosen. Therefore, after Ling Xijing made her selection, Zhou Shian gave her a teasing glance before walking up with a smile and unzipping the bag, taking out its contents one by one. "Well, well, leather restraints. Calling you a slutty bitch, a cheap bitch. Now with these, it seems Ling Xijing, you're about to become a real bitch." Looking at the four simple leather restraints taken out first, Zhou Shian deliberately feigned a sudden realization, then stared at Ling Xijing's flushed, plump little face and said with a grin. "Wh... what do you mean? I am... a person. How could I... become... become a real bi... bitch?" Listening to every word Zhou Shian spoke, Ling Xijing's small face involuntarily showed a confused and humiliated expression. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her beautiful eyes stared intently at the black leather straps in Zhou Shian's hand, as if trying to understand their purpose. After thinking for a long time, Ling Xijing couldn't figure out how a few small leather straps could turn someone into the bitch Zhou Shian described. After all, women in ancient times were very conservative. Before marriage, they didn't even know what their future husbands looked like. In such a conservative historical context, there might have been some playful practices like binding or whipping to enhance intimacy, but no one would have ever conceived of using ropes to fold and bind a woman's limbs separately, pressing her arms and thighs tightly together so they couldn't stretch, making her look like a real bitch. She would even have to crawl on her bound elbows and knees to walk, a practice that would bring extreme humiliation to a female slave. Seeing Ling Xijing's confused and humiliated expression, Zhou Shian merely smiled and continued to take things out of the bag. "Oh, look what we have here!" Taking out two small clips and dangling them in front of Ling Xijing for a moment, Zhou Shian then continued his explanation. "These two are real treasures. My little bitch, your two big juicy tits are in for a treat. Once these nipple clamps are attached to your naughty nipples, they'll surely make you feel incredibly good!" "Wh... what? Nipple... nipple clamps! Clamp... clamp my ni... tits!" After Zhou Shian's explanation, Ling Xijing, upon learning the purpose of the two small clips, was instantly terrified, her face draining of color. The fear in her eyes was almost overflowing. After the panic and helplessness came an unspeakable, immense humiliation. Ling Xijing's face turned scarlet with shame, and she couldn't help but lower her head to glance at her own proud, perky breasts. Her mind even conjured up the humiliating image of nipple clamps attached to her nipples. She forcefully shook her little head, trying her best to push away the humiliating and shameful images in her mind. Then, Ling Xijing looked up, her alluring almond-shaped eyes filled with furious shame as she glared at Zhou Shian. Gritting her teeth, she said in a voice that was clearly tinged with stubbornness yet sounded incredibly helpless and trembling, "You... you are shameless! Do... do you only know how to use... vulgar and... shameless methods to deal with women!" Looking at Ling Xijing's conflicted expression, a mixture of shame, anger, and fear, especially the resentful look on her fair and beautiful face as she gritted her teeth in helplessness, Zhou Shian was inwardly ecstatic. This feeling of controlling someone's freedom, even their entire being, like a master, was incredibly thrilling. "Vulgar? I don't think so. After all, Ling Xijing, you little slut, are my personal female slave now. A master can do whatever they please when disciplining their slave!"

Though Ning Daixi felt a flicker of unspoken excitement upon hearing Zhou Shian intended to put a gag in her mouth and a plug in her ass, her heart was filled with more fear of these two items. Ning Daixi's mind was now consumed by the helplessness she would feel after being forced to wear the gag, and the pain and humiliation that the anal plug inserted into her rear would bring. The thought of the gleaming anal plug being forcefully thrust into her backside sent a shiver down her spine, and her pert buttocks involuntarily clenched tightly. "No... you can't do this! Please, I beg you, spare me! Wuwuwuwuwu... please!" Ignoring Ning Daixi, Zhou Shian brought the gag to her lips, intending to force it in. However, Ning Daixi resisted fiercely, clenching her teeth tightly. No matter how hard Zhou Shian pushed, she refused to let the large red gag enter her mouth. Not only that, but she also put on a pitiful, utterly wronged expression, her tear-filled eyes wide as she gazed at Zhou Shian with pleading eyes. She shook her head frantically, trying to dislodge his hand from her chin and the gag pressed against her mouth. Seeing that Ning Daixi was reluctant to open her mouth to let him insert the gag, Zhou Shian grew impatient. His movements were no longer gentle, but became exceptionally rough. The hand holding Ning Daixi's chin moved to the smooth, tender skin of her cheeks, and he squeezed her face hard, forcing her mouth open. As Ning Daixi's tightly shut lips were forcibly pried open, Zhou Shian seized the opportunity and shoved the gag in. Even though Ning Daixi shook her head desperately, she couldn't stop him. The large gag and Ning Daixi's small mouth were completely disproportionate. Anyone would have thought it impossible for this gag, which was significantly larger than her mouth, to fit inside. Yet, Zhou Shian managed to force it in with great difficulty. Zhou Shian's actions were extremely brutal. He didn't care if Ning Daixi's jaw dislocated, nor did he care that her face trembled with pain. Because the gag was so large, Ning Daixi's cherry-like mouth was stretched to its absolute limit. The fair, tender flesh of her beautiful face contorted, her cheeks, with their slight baby fat, stretched taut. The pale flesh of her cheeks piled up on either side of her high nose bridge, forming two deep creases. Strangely, Ning Daixi's exquisite face, contorted to such an extent, did not appear grotesque. Instead, it exuded an indescribable sense of masochistic allure. The broken beauty of her delicate face made Ning Daixi's features even more captivating. Her small mouth was forcibly stretched open by the gag, and Ning Daixi could barely feel her jaw. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at Zhou Shian, her gaze filled with supplication. The words of pleading she wanted to utter had turned into a series of unintelligible moans. Now that even the right to speak was taken away, the more this happened, the more Ning Daixi desperately wanted to say something. She cried out anxiously for a long time, but the words she uttered were unclear even to herself. With no other option, to get the gag out of her mouth, Ning Daixi first shook her head desperately, trying to dislodge it. But after shaking her head for a long time, the gag remained as if welded in her mouth, showing no signs of movement. Ning Daixi then wriggled her tender, alluring tongue, using its soft tip to press against the gag, attempting to push it out. However, her efforts were in vain. Her upper and lower jaws were already stretched to their maximum, and the gag was firmly lodged between her teeth. In this situation, even Zhou Shian would have to exert considerable effort to remove the gag, let alone Ning Daixi shaking her head and moving her tongue. After the gag was in place, Zhou Shian first watched Ning Daixi struggle desperately, unable to remove the gag. Ning Daixi's growing despair and tearful expression of humiliation truly provided Zhou Shian with a feast for his eyes. Satisfied, Zhou Shian then grasped the straps on either side of the gag and, tracing Ning Daixi's fair, tender cheeks, wrapped them around the back of her head. He then buckled the two straps together and tightened them forcefully, until the soft flesh of Ning Daixi's face was deeply indented by the straps before tying them securely. With this, the gag was effectively welded into Ning Daixi's mouth. To remove it, she would first have to untie the straps behind her head, and then use brute force to pull it out. However, with Ning Daixi so tightly bound by the ropes, she dared not even move her body, let alone remove the gag. Otherwise, she would cry out in pain. After tightening the straps, Zhou Shian reached out and gently touched the deeply indented areas on Ning Daixi's cheeks. Feeling the distinct textures of the straps and her flesh under his fingertips, Zhou Shian chuckled mockingly and said to Ning Daixi, whose eyes were filled with pain and despair: "How is it, Imperial Mother! Doesn't this gag feel great? Why aren't you speaking and just shaking your head? Is this not enough to satisfy you, you slut? Don't worry, my dear Imperial Mother, I will now insert the anal plug into your pussy. I'm sure you'll experience ultimate pleasure then!" Knowing full well that Ning Daixi couldn't speak and could only emit faint moans, Zhou Shian deliberately taunted her, misinterpreting her head-shaking as a sign of unfulfilled desire and twisting it to imply she wanted him to insert the anal plug.

Although Zhou Shian was cruel and never treated the female slaves he captured as human beings, only thinking of how to humiliate and abuse them for pleasure, he couldn't help but step forward and show some pity when he saw the adorable and wronged little female slave. He pulled Ling Xijing, who was crying heartbrokenly on the ground with her head in her arms, up and into his embrace. Zhou Shian first gently removed her two short arms, which were folded and bound above her head, and returned them to their original position. Then, he met her gaze and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his finger. Finally, while gently patting her smooth, beautiful back, he tried his best to comfort her with the gentlest voice. "Oh, oh! Don't cry. It's just a small matter, is it worth crying like this? Look, you've cried until you look like a little kitten. If you cry any more, you won't be pretty, and your sister will laugh at you." Women in ancient times were generally more gentle in temperament. Even with Ling Xijing's slightly fiery personality, and facing Zhou Shian, the lecherous thief who had captured her for training and humiliation, her heart filled with shame and anger gradually improved under his gentle comfort. "Wuwuwu, you... you're not allowed to look at me like that again next time... I... I don't like being spanked by you!" Although the sense of shame was not as strong as at first, Ling Xijing was, after all, a shy woman, and her emotions could not disappear all at once. After Zhou Shian comforted her softly for a while longer, Ling Xijing, with red eyes and a sniffling nose, pitifully defended herself. A woman who acts spoiled is the luckiest. Even though Zhou Shian knew that Ling Xijing was being disingenuous, enjoying herself immensely but stubbornly saying she didn't like it due to shame, he did not expose her true feelings of being aroused by her embarrassed and angry appearance. "Mmm, mmm, I definitely won't do that next time. Come, you squat down first! Master will tie your beautiful legs, and soon you'll get to experience the power of the treadmill." Zhou Shian readily agreed, then gently patted Ling Xijing's little butt, signaling her to bend her knees and squat as he instructed. Their conversation was not like that of a normal captive and her captor. There was no deep hatred, no angry glares. Instead, it was like a couple trying out a new game. Ling Xijing was like a little girlfriend who had been made to cry and was now being coaxed by her boyfriend to accept his excessive demands. The scene was harmonious and filled with ambiguous tension. There was no fierce resistance or struggle, no hysterical screams. Everything was so natural, flowing as it should. Ling Xijing, with a blush on her face, obediently bent her knees and squatted on the ground, her heart filled with anticipation and her outward appearance with shame, waiting for the lecherous thief to continue binding her body. She didn't have to wait long. Zhou Shian looked down at Ling Xijing, chuckled softly, and then squatted in front of her. He picked up a hemp rope and began to tie her folded thighs together. He tied the hemp rope around Ling Xijing's ankles. The next step was similar to binding her arms. He first pulled her bound ankles to the root of her thighs, then wrapped them around her fleshy thighs, and finally tightened the rope forcefully. The hemp rope dug deeply into the fair flesh at the root of her thighs, creating an incredibly beautiful and intense feeling of constriction. In fact, compared to her arms, Zhou Shian preferred Ling Xijing's beautiful legs. Her arms had too little flesh, unlike her thighs, which, when bound tightly, produced a very obvious and alluring sensation of constricted flesh! Given Ling Xijing's full cooperation, Zhou Shian moved the rope nimbly, and soon one of her beautiful legs was tightly bound. Not only were her thighs and ankles tightly secured together, but her calves and thighs, as well as the area near her knees, were also bound together with a single rope. And because her legs had more flesh, the rope marks were even more pronounced than on her arms. On Ling Xijing's folded thighs, the fair flesh between each rope loop bulged out. The several rope loops made her full legs uneven, like candied hawthorns, a truly pleasing sight. "Mmm~ Being bound at the legs feels even tighter than being bound at the arms! After being tied, I can't even stand up, it feels so good!" Looking at her folded and bound thighs, Ling Xijing tried to move them. As expected, her thighs and calves felt as if they were welded together. Not only could she not straighten up and stand, but she couldn't even create a tiny gap between her tightly pressed thighs. One could imagine how tightly Zhou Shian had bound them. Next, Zhou Shian repeated the process, binding Ling Xijing's other leg in the same way. With all four limbs folded and tightly bound, Ling Xijing finally understood what it felt like to be a "bitch" in Zhou Shian's words.

Zhou Shian lifted Ling Xijing, who was holding her head in grief and shame, unable to face anyone. Then, he reached out a finger, grabbed her fair chin, and squeezed it hard. Ling Xijing’s tightly pressed, trembling lips involuntarily parted slightly. "Mmmph~~?! It... it hurts... my chin hurts so much, Master... please squeeze gently!" Forced to open her mouth, a deep sense of humiliation flashed in Ling Xijing’s eyes. However, what she felt more intensely was the extreme excitement that arose from being treated so roughly. While Ling Xijing pleaded with Zhou Shian to ease his grip on her chin, her heart was already blooming with joy. Her mind was racing with shameful images of her mouth being forcibly gagged and unable to close, especially when she imagined herself unable to speak, whimpering like a bitch, and drooling uncontrollably. Ling Xijing trembled uncontrollably with excitement. "Quick... quickly stuff that thing into my slut... slut mouth, Ugh mmmph~~! I... I really want to be a lowly bitch who has no dignity and can't speak!! Don't pity me, didn't you say you wanted me to be a bitch? Torment me like you would a bitch, hurry... hurry!!!" These were Ling Xijing’s most genuine and urgent thoughts. Since her sister and Su Xiaoxiao were watching, and not wanting to be utterly humiliated on the spot, Ling Xijing, with the last shred of shame she possessed, dared not voice such a mortifying request directly. Fortunately, Zhou Shian didn't make her wait too long. Under Ling Xijing’s gaze, filled with barely concealed anticipation, Zhou Shian smirked as he parted her wet, rosy lips and inserted the cold iron ring he held into her pink, moist mouth. "Mmmph~~!!! My... my tongue is being pressed down, my... my teeth are also caught by the ring, mmmph mmmph~~! It... it's so uncomfortable, so shameful!!!" After the gag was inserted into her mouth, Ling Xijing immediately tried to close her lips. As expected, the iron ring, wedged between her upper and lower teeth, held them firmly shut. No matter how hard Ling Xijing tried, she couldn't control her jaw to close even a millimeter. Her teeth gnashed against the iron ring with a crisp crunching sound. After several failed attempts, Ling Xijing simply moved her agile little tongue, pushing against the ring from all directions in a desperate effort to dislodge it. Her wet, pink tongue tried every trick to pry the cold iron ring that was firmly clamped between her teeth. Not only did the ring not budge, but after all her struggling, her mouth began to produce a large amount of thick saliva. "Mmmph mmmph hng~~!!! The... the ring is stuck so... so tight, I... I can't swallow my saliva, mmmph mmmph wuwu X﹏X. Will... will too much saliva flow out later!!! Ahhhhhh this is too embarrassing, too humiliating!!! But, hehehe, I really love it!!!!" Anyone else would likely be panicking and crying, desperately trying to close their mouth, their saliva about to spill out, and would be in a frenzy. But Ling Xijing was different. As an extreme masochist, she felt no shame or embarrassment. On the contrary, she was incredibly excited, her mind consumed by the humiliating image of her own uncontrollable drooling. As Ling Xijing reveled in the endless humiliation brought by the gag, her body, tightly bound by the restraints, trembled uncontrollably with excitement. Meanwhile, Zhou Shian, the instigator of this situation, watched her suppressed, excited expression with a hidden smile. Lost in the extreme pleasure of the gag's humiliation, Ling Xijing was momentarily carried away. Her tender pink tongue darted out erratically, like a dog unable to bear the summer heat, each flick of her tongue leaving behind a trail of glistening saliva, making her look utterly shameful.

"Haa... that was close, almost got caught. If he knew I've been fantasizing about him spanking my ass hard, he'd definitely use it as an excuse to humiliate me relentlessly. I'd be so utterly mortified!" Seeing the beautiful woman in his arms looking as if she'd narrowly escaped death, Zhou Shi'an chuckled softly. He then reached out and grasped one of Ling Xijing's arms, which had been tightly bound and folded together by ropes, making it appear quite small. Hooking his fingers into the rope loop above Ling Xijing's elbow, he gently lifted, forcing her bent, tightly pressed arms, marked with hideous rope burns on their tender white skin, to be raised and suspended in mid-air. Next, Zhou Shi'an's hand shifted from hooking to supporting. His palm cradled Ling Xijing's elbow, preventing it from falling back to her side. Then, with his other hand, he took a leather restraint glove and aimed it at Ling Xijing's knee, slipping it on. Since the straps on the glove weren't tightened yet, even with Ling Xijing's upper and lower arms crossed together, the glove slid on easily. After doing this, Zhou Shi'an stopped supporting Ling Xijing's elbow. With both hands, he grabbed the edges of the glove's opening and began to pull upwards. With Zhou Shi'an's effort, the glove quickly covered both of Ling Xijing's bent and bound forearms, leaving no trace of her fair skin visible on her arms except for her hands. "Mmm~! Is... is it starting? Damn pervert, he talked so much about this thing, so it must be amazing. I'm so excited!" Sensing Zhou Shi'an's actions, Ling Xijing carefully examined the restraint glove now on her arms, her heart pounding with excitement. She was already contemplating just how intense the despair, helplessness, and pleasure would be once she was wearing this. That's right, despair, helplessness, and pleasure – three words that shouldn't belong together, but for a natural masochist like Ling Xijing, they made perfect sense. The more despair and helplessness she felt, the more excited and joyful she became. After carefully checking that the restraint glove's size and fit were appropriate for Ling Xijing's arms, Zhou Shi'an immediately got to work. This restraint glove had straps every few centimeters that could be freely tightened or loosened. Therefore, Zhou Shi'an only needed to tighten each of these straps. Starting the process, Zhou Shi'an first grabbed the strap closest to Ling Xijing's elbow and yanked it hard. To tighten the strap even more, Zhou Shi'an extended his other hand, pressing it against her arm and exerting force in the opposite direction of his pull. Otherwise, no matter how hard he tried with just one hand, he wouldn't be able to tighten the straps on the restraint glove sufficiently. The hand pulling the strap and the hand pressing on Ling Xijing's arm exerted force in opposite directions simultaneously. In an instant, this strap cinched Ling Xijing's elbow tightly. Although the situation inside the restraint glove was not visible from the outside, Ling Xijing, as the person experiencing it, was acutely aware. Ling Xijing could clearly feel the strap digging into her tender, delicate flesh. Moreover, almost every inch of her skin was pressed tightly against the leather material of the restraint glove, as if it had been welded onto her skin, leaving absolutely no possibility of escape.