The Fairy Witch Book of Bondage

Yan Xi walked to the side and took out a silver rope. The rope was soft and elastic, emitting a faint glow, giving it a beautiful and mysterious feel. This was her Sky Silk Rope. Yan Xi skillfully manipulated the rope in her hands, her eyes fixed on Qing Ning. Qing Ning knew she couldn't escape and could only look at Yan Xi weakly, "Senior Sister, you're so wicked. Then... then be gentle, okay..." "Don't worry,

Yan Shi took out a long silver shining rope, which reflected a dazzling light under the sunlight, appearing particularly mysterious and majestic. Her movements were skillful and elegant, and the rope in her hand was like a nimble snake that quickly wrapped around Fiber Spirit's wrist. She gently wrapped the rope around Slender Spirit's wrist, and after two loops, she tightly tied a knot, firmly fixing Slender Spirit's wrist. Then, Yan Shi continued to move upwards and began to wrap around Slender Spirit's small arm. Her movements were skillful and precise, each wrap carried a meticulous strength, twisting the rope into a neat layer. Yan Shi forcefully wrapped the rope around Slender Spirit's small arm and gently tied a knot, making sure that the rope was tight against the skin but did not leave the slightest bit of room for looseness. Further up, her fingers lightly wrapped around Slender Spirit's elbow, each twist of the rope carrying a delicate feel. Yan Shi patiently wrapped the rope around Slender Spirit's elbow and secured it in place, tying a firm knot. Her movements were smooth and comfortable, as if she was weaving an exquisite piece of rope art. "What are you doing? I don't have any strength left, and you still want to tie me up?" There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Fiber Spirit's voice as she tried to break free, but she looked a little uneasy as she was firmly bound by the rope. Yan Shi coldly glanced at Fibrous Spirit and faintly said, "Hmph, you devil girl, where are you going to say so much." , after saying that, he gave her a hard slap on top of her arched buttocks, so that she would understand the power and stop being stubborn with herself. "Hmph, I'm afraid that this fairy, just like me, this witch, just likes to tie people up, right?" Fiber spirit but not stop talking, continue to say, Yan Shi was she said in the heart of the matter, actually froze do not know what to say good, then do not say anything, with the hands of the rope to speak for themselves, more forcefully began to bind fiber spirit, every binding are strangled tight, so that the fiber spirit ate pain. Yan Shi moved the rope to Jian Ling's jade neck, circled around her neck a few times, and gradually tightened it as Yan Shi's movements, fixing the rope at Jian Ling's neck, tying a delicate knot, so that the rope was securely attached to her skin. Then, Yan Shi's fingers gently moved to the fragrant shoulders of Slender Spirit. Each of her movements was filled with grace and strength as she looped the rope around and around and around Fiery Spirit's shoulders, gradually forming a firm bind. The rope clung to Fiery Spirit's shoulders, making it stand out. Yan Shi continued downward, wrapping the rope around Slender Spirit's chest. Her movements remained delicate and elegant as she wrapped the rope around Slender Spirit's chest, forming a tight bind. The rope formed a delicate pattern in front of her chest, outlining the beautiful curves of Fiery Spirit, before wrapping the rope around Fiery Spirit's waist, loop after loop, gradually tightening it to ensure that the rope was tightly attached to her waist. She tied a solid knot to hold the rope firmly in place. Fiery Spirit's waist was tightly bound, making her look particularly alluring and beautiful. The winding of her hips was equally exquisite. Yan Shi wrapped the rope around Slender Spirit's hips, forming a tight bondage. Each twist of the rope carried a meticulous beauty, outlining Slender Spirit's hips in an exceptionally captivating manner. Yan Shi's movements were elegant and skillful, as if she was weaving an exquisite piece of rope art for Slender Spirit's body. Finally, Yan Shi's fingers gently wrapped around the back of Fiber Spirit, aggregating and binding the ropes at the arms, slender waist, and buttocks together at the back, forming an exquisite pattern, so that the upper half of Fiber Spirit's body was rigorously yet beautifully and thoroughly tied up. Lime who was tied up at the side was a little stunned, yet a little jealous, senior sister even when she tied me up, she wasn't this attentive. "I'll let you continue to be stubborn, a devilish girl like you will be tied up so that you can't move" Yan Shi's voice drifted in the air as she gave the rope another hard stranglehold, causing Lime Spirit to yelp out. "Ouch, it hurts, you wicked fairy, you're simply more than a witch, one day, I'm going to tie you up like this too." "Unfortunately, you will never have this chance." Yan Shi said, while moving the rope to Fiber Spirit's ankles. Her movements remained delicate and elegant as she wrapped the rope around Slender Spirit's ankles and gradually tightened it. Each wrap of the rope carried a delicate touch, ensuring that it bound Slender Spirit's ankles tightly. Next, Yan Shi's fingers gently moved to Fiber Spirit's calves, and the rope formed a delicate pattern on Fiber Spirit's calves, binding her calves tightly. Next, Yan Shi wrapped the rope around to the knees of Slender Spirit, looping the rope through the knees Finally, he went upwards and wrapped the rope around Fiber Spirit's thighs, wrapping it around the root of her thighs, loop after loop, gradually tightening it. Each twist of the rope carried a delicate beauty, binding Fiber Spirit's thighs tightly, and then tying a knot in the middle of the rope loop to ensure that the rope wouldn't loosen ......

"Xianling..." Yan Xi murmured, a hint of helplessness and regret in her voice. She had made the same mistake as her, becoming too relaxed on the verge of victory, allowing Xianling an opportunity. "Fairy, it took me quite an effort to find this chance," Xianling said with a smile, her triumphant expression both infuriating and exasperating to Yan Xi. "Qingning..." Yan Xi called out again, understanding that Xianling couldn't have broken free so easily on her own. Qingning had clearly helped her. "Senior Sister, I just wanted everyone to have a bit more fun," Qingning said sheepishly, peeking out from beside Yan Xi with an apologetic smile. Yan Xi felt utterly helpless, but there was nothing she could do. She could only watch as Xianling stood before her, victory gleaming in her eyes. Xianling leaned down, slowly helping Yan Xi to sit up, her back against the headboard. "Since Senior Sister likes being bound so much, it's time for her to experience what it's like to be bound," Qingning said, her voice sweet with a hint of playfulness. Yan Xi shifted slightly, trying to break free from Xianling's grip, but with her pressure points sealed, her body remained immobile. She could only watch as Xianling picked up a rope from the side and slowly approached. "Fairy, stop struggling. Just accept it obediently," Xianling said with a light laugh, looping one end of the rope around Yan Xi's wrist and tying a gentle knot. The rope moved like a serpent in Xianling's hands, her movements skilled and soft, each wrap carrying a delicate tenderness. She began to wind the rope around Yan Xi's wrists, her fingers deftly tying knots. The rope left faint red marks on Yan Xi's skin, but without causing discomfort. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you," Xianling whispered, her voice soft and soothing, as if comforting a frightened child. Yan Xi felt the restraint of the rope on her wrists. Though still unwilling, she couldn't resist Xianling's gentle yet firm actions. She could only watch as Xianling wound the rope around her wrists, then upwards, around her forearms, securely binding her arms together. Xianling's fingers glided softly over Yan Xi's skin, her movements as elegant and fluid as a dance. She wrapped the rope from Yan Xi's wrists to her elbows, then extended it upwards, completely restraining her arms. Each wrap was tight yet aesthetically pleasing, as if weaving her a beautiful rope garment. Yan Xi felt her arms being gradually bound, a sense of helplessness and powerlessness washing over her. She knew she had fallen completely under Xianling's control, and struggling was futile. "You can't escape now," Xianling said with a light laugh, a hint of triumph and playfulness in her voice. Her fingers slowly traced Yan Xi's neck, looping the rope around her delicate throat and tying a gentle knot. Yan Xi's breathing quickened. Though bound and unable to move, she felt a strange sense of security. Xianling's movements were gentle and meticulous, each binding carrying a warm embrace, as if tenderly caressing her body. Xianling's fingers continued to slide, the rope winding down over Yan Xi's shoulders, securing them tightly. Then, the rope extended downwards along her body, wrapping around her chest, firmly binding her upper body. Each wrap was tight and precise, as if sculpting a beautiful work of art. "Fairy, you look so beautiful," Xianling murmured, her fingers sliding over Yan Xi's waist as the rope followed, circling her waist layer by layer. Yan Xi could only silently feel her body being gradually tightened, her form increasingly confined, as if every part was gently embraced by Xianling's ropes. "You belong to me now," Xianling said with a light laugh, triumph and satisfaction in her voice. Her fingers lightly traced Yan Xi's back, looping the rope over her shoulders, then extending downwards to secure her hips tightly. Yan Xi felt her body completely bound, her limbs immobile, and could only helplessly accept Xianling's restraints. Her breathing grew rapid, yet within her heart, she felt an indescribable sense of security and satisfaction. Xianling's ropes seemed to possess a magical quality, holding her firmly within this warm embrace.

Within the seal, another scene unfolded. The space demarcated by golden magic patterns was tranquil and silent. Even though a great battle to vanquish demons raged outside, not a trace of it could be seen or heard within this ethereal, small room. Nangong Yu stood at the center of the room, a hint of sorrow on his face. Nangong Chan knelt before him, her small, nearly naked body bound tightly by several golden chains, her arms suspended in the air. Though her magic was completely sealed by Nangong Yu, Nangong Chan’s face was still adorned with a charming, endearing smile. She even lifted her head from the ground, meeting Nangong Yu’s gaze without a trace of guilt. Beneath Nangong Chan, a magnificent exorcism array was spinning futilely. It was futile because for such an array to be effective, either the disparity in power between the two parties had to be immense, or the one being exorcised had to harbor righteous intentions. However, Nangong Chan’s dantian and heart had already been thoroughly corrupted by the lewd demonic energy of the Shadow. She had willingly succumbed, embracing the pleasure and ecstasy brought by this unholy energy. How could a simple exorcism array possibly work? The array slowly rotated, yet the lewd demonic energy emanating from Chan’er’s delicate body showed no sign of diminishing. The pornographic, lewd markings on her slightly protruding belly, the seductive, venomous snake patterns coiled around her ankles, and the coquettish, wicked smile on her cute little face all seemed to mock Nangong Yu’s futile efforts. "I'm sorry, Chan’er. It's all my fault. I didn't anticipate that my momentary carelessness would lead you into such grave danger, turning you into this." Nangong Yu sighed. With his current strength, he could not purify Nangong Chan, who had already fallen into depravity. An awkward silence fell between the siblings. Nangong Yu didn't know what he was waiting for. Perhaps if Liu Yunling outside the seal managed to slay the Shadow, the situation could still turn around? "Brother Yu~ Why the long face, like I'm already dead... Chan'er is fine, isn't she~ Brother Yu~ Just let me go..." "You know yourself that you've been completely corrupted by this lewd energy. I cannot let you go." Nangong Yu deliberately turned his head away, speaking to the empty air, unwilling to look at the seductive appearance of his once cute and pure sister after her fall. "Once your sister Yunling defeats that Shadow, we will take you directly back to the sect. Although I can't purify you now, seeking help from our Master might still offer a chance." "Hmm...? Brother Yu, are you serious~?" A sly expression flickered across Nangong Chan’s face. "But Chan'er has heard that according to the rules of immortal cultivation, any practitioner who falls into the evil path becomes an enemy to all under heaven, a common foe of the immortal sects~ If Brother Yu hands me over to Master... won't Master kill Chan'er on the spot~ Brother Yu has such a clever plan~ Without Chan'er pestering Brother Yu every day, Brother Yu can focus all his attention on being with Sister Yunling..." "No, that's not what I meant!" Nangong Yu's heart was in turmoil. Although he denied it verbally, he recalled that Chan'er's words were indeed not without merit. On the path of immortality, people always detested and loathed those evil cultivators, demonic beings, and lewd immortals who indulged in unrestrained pleasure after falling into the demonic path. Now that Chan'er already resembled a lewd little immortal, even though he and Liu Yunling were direct disciples of the Sect Master, their strength was not top-tier. Did they truly have the confidence to protect Nangong Chan? If Nangong Chan was truly beyond saving, how would the sect treat her? "Mmmph~ This topic isn't fun to talk about, and I'm so bored being locked up here..." Nangong Chan looked up, her seductive purple eyes meeting Nangong Yu's. For some reason, Nangong Yu found himself looking at his own sister. As their gazes met, the corners of Nangong Chan's cute, pink lips curved upwards slightly. "Brother Yu, since it's just the two of us here~ Tell me, is Chan'er beautiful like this right now~?" Nangong Yu was momentarily stunned by Chan'er's sudden question. Looking closely, he realized that Nangong Chan's posture was even more provocative than before. The several golden chains binding her tightly seemed to be digging into her skin. The effect of the chains made her twin mounds of breasts appear even fuller, and the sheer purple gauze that had once covered them had been pulled aside by the force of the chains, revealing her sister's cute and [X_X] tender [X_X] completely to her brother's view. "Ah~~ Brother has seen all of my breasts~~" Nangong Chan deliberately let out a soft cry, but there was no hint of shame on her face. Her sense of shame had completely become a superficial adornment, much like the clothes she wore.