A magical girl who scorns mankind is sent off to be tied up and permanently bound by a human servant.

"Huh? I'm supposed to capture a magical girl?" In the original body's memories, the magical girl squad was a force capable of confronting witches. Both sides wielded power comparable to the superheroes of my previous life. As a nobody, an ordinary person, how could I possibly capture a magical girl? "Don't worry, look up. Here, take this." The older sister in black stockings pulled a collar out of thin air and unceremoniously tossed it at Li Xin's face. "All you have to do is throw this at the magical girl. It'll sense her magic and automatically shoot out a rope to bind her." "This is my masterpiece, painstakingly crafted. Even if you're a useless piece of trash, you can catch a magical girl with this," the witch boasted, her tone full of pride. "My master's wisdom makes even the shadows of the abyss retreat!" Li Xin said, looking at the leather collar on the ground. He offered superficial praise, but inwardly scoffed. It just looks like a regular collar. Can it really be that effective? The witch puffed out her impressive chest and continued. "Moreover, once bound, it's impossible to remove unless you use the magic seal I've set. There's no other way to open it." "After you capture her, bring her to the basement. There's a restraint formation I specifically made there. It can drain the magic from the restrained individual, helping me to advance." "Once her magic is drained, the restrained person becomes a useless husk without any power. You can do whatever you want with her then." "Understood? If you understand, you can get lost. If I don't see a captured magical girl within three days, you'll atone with your death."

He took a deep breath. "Master, I've found the prison where the witches are held." The witch scoffed, "You? You found it when I couldn't?" Li Xin calmly stated, "It's in an underground facility, twelve kilometers to the east. There's a subterranean prison." The witch frowned, then unleashed her magic to meticulously scout the area. Indeed, hundreds of meters below ground, she detected something unusual. She had searched for the witch prison's location before, but never imagined it would be hidden underground. "Good! Good! Good! You've done exceptionally well!" The witch was ecstatic. If she could absorb all their magic, it would be enough for her to advance twice in succession! Among witches, though they were of the same kind, they were mostly enemies. Absorbing another's magic would drastically boost one's own power. Thus, witches kept to themselves, each with their own methods of concealment, making them incredibly difficult to find. Now, in the witch prison, there was a group of tightly bound witches. If she could infiltrate, she could absorb their magic. This was undoubtedly a monumental opportunity, but she didn't act immediately. Witch prisons often had measures specifically designed against witches, and magical girls patrolled them year-round. One magical girl was manageable, but a larger number would force her to retreat. No matter how strong she was, she couldn't barge in recklessly. As the witch pondered how to infiltrate the prison, she saw Li Xin open a case and take out a tablet computer, which he respectfully handed to her. "Master, this is all the data on the prison. I've already hacked into their system. Nothing can stop you from entering, except for the magical girls guarding it." The witch glanced at him with surprise, then raised her delicate hand. In the next second, the tablet computer levitated from Li Xin's grasp and floated towards her. Li Xin sneered inwardly. Two days ago, he had used his hacking skills to obtain leverage over a prison guard. He coerced the guard into stealing a complete set of restraints designed to bind cataclysm-class witches, along with a guard's uniform. These items were now lying quietly in the case. He then rushed to create a new manual based on the original prison handbook. He altered the prison's stated sealing limit to Abyss-class. However, the actual sealing strength was cataclysm-class, precisely enough to bind her. When she put them on, she would believe they were merely Abyss-class restraints, incapable of truly holding her. But once inside the prison, when she attempted to break free, she would discover that these restraints, combined with the prison's barriers, could completely seal a cataclysm-class witch. By then, it would be too late for her to regret it. Next, he just needed to find a way for her to infiltrate stealthily rather than forcefully, which would allow for her permanent sealing. The witch quickly flipped through the manual, thinking to herself, "This prison can only seal up to Abyss-class? It can't hold me." If she forced her way in, she would have to contend with both the prison's barriers and the patrolling magical girls. But if she slipped in unnoticed, she could completely bypass these obstacles and secretly devour the witches within. Li Xin watched the witch's fluctuating expression, about to try and manipulate her, when she spoke first. "Is that case of yours filled with the prison's restraint devices?" Li Xin's heart leaped into his throat. Had she discovered his intentions before he could even speak? A wild grin spread across the witch's lips. "I was just looking for a pretty boy to toy with, but it seems I've found a treasure." "Tie me up. I'll pretend to be a prisoner and infiltrate." "Once it's done, I'll grant you one wish!"

The witch greedily licked her lips, then commanded Li Xin. "Remember to wear the collar I bestowed upon you, and by the way, capture a magical girl." "Yes." The witch's gaze shifted to the restraint devices. Li Xin understood immediately, quickly opening the box and introducing them. "Master, these are Abyss-grade restraint devices, crafted by humans. They have seven layers of restraint. Once fully applied, to undo them, someone other than the restrained must input a password consisting of twenty Arabic numerals into the outermost layer." "The more layers of restraint applied, the more powerful the restrained witch is. Even the weakest Ash-grade witch only needs one layer." "Master, do you wish for more layers of restraint, or fewer?" A furious aura surged to the heavens. The witch roared, "My power is bottomless! How dare a mere human servant look down on me? How can human-made restraint devices possibly trap me!" "Use the most brutal devices, the most layers! Bind me as tightly as you can!" "If it's too loose, I'll hold you personally accountable!" The witch had already calculated in her heart that even with the most stringent restraints, they could only seal an Abyss-grade, and would be utterly incapable of containing her Disaster-grade self. This meant she could never be trapped by the restraint devices of that prison, so naturally, the more layers applied, the more it would showcase her immense power. Li Xin hastily feigned an apology. After her outburst of rage, the witch regained some composure. Just in case, she glanced at the initial password recorded on the box, memorizing it silently. She then had Li Xin recite it again. Once she confirmed that both she and her useless servant had it memorized, she spoke, "Bind me in the tightest possible manner!" Li Xin suppressed his elation and picked up the first layer of restraint, preparing to apply it to the witch. "Wait." The witch suddenly felt the risk was still a bit too high, so she decided to add another safeguard. She conjured a jet-black orb from the void and commanded, "Place this in the third room of the basement, upon the core of the teleportation array." "I have a grand use for it." "As you command." Li Xin took the orb and headed towards the basement. As he walked, he pondered, This orb can activate the teleportation array? If the witch discovers that the restraint device is Disaster-grade and manages to escape using the teleportation array, she will undoubtedly seek retribution. As an ordinary human, even facing a restrained witch, he might not be her match.

"I tell you, I have a complete understanding of this item's restraint level and its effects. It's nothing to me." "From now on, nothing can stop me from infiltrating the prison!" Li Xin feigned a pained expression as he complied, picking up the other boot and placing its shaft beneath the witch's right foot. But inwardly, he sneered. "This is only the second item, and you think you understand everything? The ones that follow will be truly agonizing." The witch followed suit, putting on her right boot. This time, she showed no extreme reaction, her expression unchanged. She appeared relaxed and comfortable, as if unaffected. Li Xin helped her zip up the boot. Unsure if she was faking her comfort or genuinely felt none, he feigned concern and asked, "Mistress, how does it feel?" "Hmph, as I said, how could such an item affect me?" the witch looked down her nose at Li Xin, her tone dismissive. Yet, inside, a tempest raged. When she had only worn one boot, she hadn't felt much. But now, with both on, how could it be so unbearable! Her toes bore the brunt of her weight. Simply standing, she could feel the pointed boots fiercely crushing her toes. Her five toes were forced together in the cramped toe box, squeezed into a ball, and then cruelly tormented as they supported most of her body weight. The 12cm heel left her arch completely suspended, stretched to an extreme, lacking support and causing immense discomfort. To make matters worse, to maintain balance, her body instinctively leaned forward. But to avoid revealing any abnormality to her human servant, she had to suppress this instinct, exerting force from her toes to appear as she normally would. Beyond that, the insoles of these boots were completely different from any she had worn before. Instead of soft footbeds, the insoles were hard, studded with a multitude of sharp pressure points. She usually only wore stockings at home and rarely wore high heels. Now, these ultra-high over-the-knee boots were pushing her to her breaking point. The sheer height of the heels was already agonizing, and combined with these dreadful protrusions, she longed to rip the boots off immediately. However, she had just boasted to her human servant, so no matter how much it hurt, she had to pretend to feel nothing. Moreover, she realized then that these boots were at least a size too small for her feet. They were incredibly tight, pressing her entire foot firmly within the boot, allowing no movement whatsoever. Even with the cushioning of the bodysuit, she could feel her skin being brutally compressed by the leather inside the boots. She considered using magic to enlarge the boots slightly; it would have been effortless for her. But if she cast magic on the boots in front of her human servant, wouldn't that expose her discomfort? The witch, Yeluo, would rather endure the pain than lose face in front of her human servant.

"Four layers of restraint are the limit, horse-hoof binding? Wait, why is it so tight!" Li Xin took out the fourth item. Several bundles of rope and a manual for bondage. The latter four layers of restraint items could limit the restrained person's activity space, as well as their vision and hearing. The first three layers were to distract the witch and absorb her magic power. The latter four layers were true restraints, which would render the witch immobile once the binding was complete. To cooperate with the subsequent items, the process and posture of binding with ropes in the fourth layer had to strictly follow the requirements in the manual: the arms were to be bound behind the back into the smallest possible "reverse-hand Guanyin" pose, the legs were to be bound into a "straight-leg binding" with no gaps left, and the body was to be bound into the "extreme horse-hoof binding." The entire person would be arched backward and squeezed together. Finally, a crotch rope would connect the wrists and ankles, acting as a traction rope. Every time the bound person tried to stretch their body slightly, it would pull on the crotch rope, making her entire body go limp and unable to exert any strength. Li Xin told the witch that to avoid being discovered by the magical girl, she needed to be bound in the tightest possible posture according to the manual. He also subtly hinted that it might hurt a little. But the witch became furious. "A mere human dares to underestimate me? Bind me as tightly as you can! If I utter a single sound, then I am unworthy of the name 'Disaster-level Witch'!" In Ye Luo's perception, human-made ropes, even when tied in the tightest possible posture, would be easily endured by her, a Disaster-level Witch, with her power. She disdained human binding methods and didn't even bother to look at the manual. Li Xin outwardly flattered her, but inwardly sneered. The ropes, once activated, could also absorb the restrained person's magic power through the three-hole underwear. As time passed, they would tighten like snakes, continuously digging into the restrained person's skin. Even if you could endure it at first, you would be in excruciating pain in the end. Moreover, after the extreme horse-hoof binding, the power of the crotch rope was far greater than you could imagine. At that time, even with the three-hole underwear as a barrier, the rope would dig deep between your buttocks, making your entire body go limp and unable to exert any strength with every movement. After being bound, you'll just have to wait to be arched to the extreme and stimulated by the crotch rope. But of course, he wouldn't tell the witch any of this. Li Xin untied a bundle of rope and prepared to bind the witch's hands into the reverse-hand Guanyin pose. The witch Ye Luo, with a look of arrogance, turned around, her back to Li Xin, and cooperated by placing her hands behind her back. At this moment, her arms and hands were covered by the latex suit, so her fair and smooth skin was not visible, only a layer of black, reflective latex. As Li Xin looked at the witch's slender, boneless arms, he thought to himself, "Since she said to bind her however I want, as tightly as possible, then I don't need to be polite." "And I can also vent some of my pent-up resentment." So he directly grabbed her arms, twisting her elbows to force her arms behind her back into the reverse-hand Guanyin pose, with her palms facing each other and her forearms touching her elbows. The witch remained silent and made no reaction. Seeing that the other party didn't move, Li Xin began to place the rope. At this moment, the witch's back was to Li Xin. In a place Li Xin couldn't see, the witch's expression was not as calm as her body. As Li Xin twisted her forearms together behind her back, her eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and a bad premonition arose in her heart. "Wait, twisting my arms together hurts this much!" "I haven't even been tied with the rope yet, and my joints already feel like they're about to break."

Seeing Li Xin restraining her without asking for her opinion, she was displeased and asked, "What is this layer?" Li Xin originally wanted to reply, "None of your business, just get tied up obediently." But he ultimately decided to pretend to be a servant for a while longer. Even though the witch was already tied in a 'limit four-legged' position and had no physical means of resistance, there was no need for him to rush. He replied humbly, "Master, this layer is leather restraints." After speaking, he placed the leather restraint suit on the ground in front of the witch, letting her see it clearly. The witch did not realize that Li Xin had already harbored rebellious intentions. She nodded dismissively, looking down on Li Xin, and tilted her head back, signaling Li Xin to tie her up. Li Xin scurried behind the witch. As soon as he was out of her sight, his expression turned mocking. He thought to himself, "You can still arrogantly nod and order me around now. Once the last layer is tied, you won't even be able to move your head." Li Xin continued to wrap the leather gauntlets around the witch's wrists, which were bound behind her back in the 'reverse hands of Guanyin' position. After wrapping them completely, he first loosely fastened a few straps, then tightened each strap one by one to the maximum, securing the ends to the metal buckles. This ensured that her arms were tightly encased, leaving no room for struggle. The witch's upper body swayed as Li Xin pulled her, but she remained silent throughout. After Li Xin finished tying her, he asked solicitously, "Master, how is it? Is it tight enough?" "Not tight at all," the witch replied haughtily. "You can make it even tighter." Li Xin was surprised. This time, her tone seemed genuine. He had already tightened them as much as he could, yet she didn't feel it was tight? The outermost restraint suit, once activated, would tighten as it absorbed magic, eventually conforming perfectly to the latex suit on the witch's skin, leaving no gaps. It would continue to tighten over time, giving the restrained person a feeling of being bound to the bone. Now, the witch appeared completely at ease, as if she had adapted easily. He wondered if she would be able to endure it once it was activated. The witch, too, was filled with self-satisfaction. When she was first bound in the 'limit four-legged' position, she had indeed found it extremely uncomfortable. But after only a short while, her body seemed to have adapted to the posture, and it was no longer as difficult as it had been initially. The fact that her body could adapt to such a position, bound by human tools, in such a short time, only proved the inadequacy of human tools and her own strength. Li Xin couldn't guess the witch's thoughts. He continued to apply the next two leather restraints. He first lifted the witch, who was in the 'four-legged' position on the ground, then slipped the tight-fitting corset from below onto her waist. He then tightened the straps behind her back in the same manner, securing them to the tightest point. The witch's already slender waist appeared even thinner under the leather binding. Her full breasts, ample hips, and tiny waist created a perfectly voluptuous figure. Finally, he used leather leg binders to encase both of the witch's legs, from thighs to calves. Li Xin put them on and tightened the straps fiercely, ensuring there were no gaps between her legs or between her calves. The witch's legs, bound in the 'four-legged' position, became an inseparable whole, as if folded and fused together. They could neither move apart to the sides nor separate up and down. Only her feet, clad in over-the-knee high-heeled boots, were exposed outside the leather. The sharp stiletto heels pointed straight up towards the witch's head, mere centimeters from her nape. Her feet, which should have been on the ground, were now forced to point upwards, soles facing the sky, yet she couldn't even move them. The crimson soles stood out starkly against her black, bound body, as if mocking her helplessness. The matte black latex suit and the thick, black leather restraint suit together adorned the witch's body, creating a layered and harmonious look. They accentuated her already beautiful and alluring figure, making her appear even more slender and graceful, captivating and seductive. The 'four-legged' pose further enhanced the bewitching allure of her already captivating body. Li Xin let out a sigh of relief. Two more layers to go. He no longer asked for the witch's opinion and directly took out the next layer of restraint. It consisted of several steel rings, steel tubes, support plates, screws, a wrench, and wheels. He assembled these metal components according to the instructions, finally forming a movable metal frame that could secure the witch. The final fixation required tightening the metal parts by rotating the screws, firmly securing the witch's 'four-legged' body within the entire frame. The first step was merely to set up a basic structure. Li Xin picked up the witch and placed her on the support plate. Then, he took out the metal frame for securing her arms and body. The shape of the metal frame perfectly enclosed the 'reverse hands of Guanyin' position. Li Xin only needed to fix it and then rotate the screws to shrink the restraining space in the middle of the metal frame.

Seven layers of restraint: gag, blindfold, hood, collar, head fixation, The final layer of restraint was for the witch's head, sealing off her senses, plunging her into a state of being unable to hear, see, or speak, with restricted breathing. Li Xin took out the last set of restraint tools, which included a gag, a blindfold, a restraint hood, and a collar with an electronic lock. The gag was entirely black, its smooth surface swallowing light. The material was unidentifiable—neither metal nor rubber, yet possessing a strange resilience. It was 8cm in diameter, with three small hollowed-out holes in the center, allowing the witch's saliva to flow freely. Black straps were attached to either side. "Master, open your mouth," Li Xin commanded coldly from behind, his previous deference gone. Yeluo frowned and reluctantly parted her red lips. Li Xin used the gag to force open the witch's mouth, inserting the large gag from the back and pushing it deep into Yeluo's mouth, pressing against her teeth. The witch's distinctive slender fangs pierced a small hole in the gag's surface, and the gag became lodged between her teeth. "Mmmph! Mmmph!" Her mouth forced open, the witch let out involuntary whimpers of discomfort, trying to push the gag out with her tongue. But Li Xin was quick, tying the gag's strap behind Yeluo's head, ensuring that no matter how hard her teeth and tongue tried, the gag wouldn't budge an inch. Before long, her teeth couldn't close, and dry air rushed into her mouth. To keep it moist, her mouth began to secrete saliva in large quantities. The saliva accumulated, and accumulated, until it filled the lower part of the witch's mouth. It then began to trickle out from the three hollowed-out holes of the gag. Crystal-clear strands of saliva slid down Yeluo's red lips, like heavenly nectar spilled from the celestial palace, making one want to reach out and touch, incredibly alluring. A sense of shame washed over the witch. "Bastard, can't you see my drool is running down? Can't you wipe it for me!" She felt indignant. She, a dignified witch, was now unable to even swallow her own saliva, reduced to a pathetic, humiliated state with drool sliding down her lower lip. And with her hands bound, she couldn't even wipe it away. The shame came and went quickly. She soon convinced herself that this was a necessary price to pay for infiltrating the prison. Li Xin then placed the blindfold over the witch's eyes. As soon as it touched her eyes, Yeluo let out a loud, unwilling cry. "Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!" Li Xin ignored her complaints. He continued to tighten the straps, tying them securely behind the witch's head, ensuring the blindfold wouldn't fall off. "Master, what are you saying? I can't understand you," he asked, half-seriously and half-mockingly, only after he was finished.

"And you dare not obey me? If you don't, the contract within you will make your life a living hell." The witch let out a haughty "Hmph." Even through the gag and hood, Li Xin heard her clearly and understood her meaning perfectly. He scoffed inwardly, saying no more. Then, he took the electronic collar and brought it to the witch's neck, which was forced into a high, arched position. With a distinct *click* of the buckle, The electronic collar bizarrely connected with the hood and the latex suit. The screen then lit up, displaying a line of small text: "Restraint detection in progress..." "Calamity-class Witch Restraint Apparatus, 1. Latex Suit - Complete, 2. High Heels - Complete, 3. Nipple Pasties and Three-Hole Device - Complete, 4. Ropes - Complete, 5. Leather - Complete, 6. Metal Frame - Complete, 7. Head - Complete. Detection complete, apparatus activated!" After the last line of text appeared, the screen went dark, then lit up to reveal an interface. It had three lines. The first line listed the names of the seven layers of restraint. The middle line was the activation button. The last line was the deactivation button. Currently, all seven buttons were in the off state. Li Xin had seen this interface in the manual, so he knew how to operate the device and prepared to turn them on one by one. The corners of his mouth curled up as he pressed the activation button for the latex suit first. Instantly, the witch, who was in the extreme "four-horse chariot" position beside him, began to struggle. This was accompanied by faint whimpering sounds. Unable to see, the witch only felt something being fastened around her neck. Soon, she suddenly felt as if the latex suit she was wearing had come alive! Tentacles began to writhe within the latex suit. Tiny protrusions seeped out from the inner wall of the suit, crawling all over her body, particularly concentrated on her sides, armpits, the backs of her knees, and the soles of her feet – her most sensitive areas. An itch spread across her entire body. She instinctively bit her lip, only to bite down on the gag. Her body subconsciously tried to curl up to avoid the assault on her sensitive points, but the extreme "four-horse chariot" restraint position prevented any movement. She could only struggle slightly in place, unable to do anything else. Her fingertips twitched involuntarily. The sensation of the tentacles was too vivid, each one precisely seeking out her most sensitive regions. Her entire body began to tremble uncontrollably. Li Xin savored the witch's reaction, listening to her muffled whimpers, feeling a sense of satisfaction. The pent-up frustration in his chest dissipated. It was a shame he couldn't see her expression right now. He then pressed the second button.

Nightshade's fury could no longer be contained. *I can't take it anymore!* *A bunch of low-level ants! And mere human slaves!* *How dare they step on me, humiliate me!* *Just wait until I break free and tear you all to shreds!* Nightshade's rage could no longer be suppressed. "I can't take it anymore!" she roared in her mind. "A bunch of low-level ants! And mere human slaves! How dare they step on me, humiliate me! I will break free now and devour you all!" A torrent of demonic power erupted from within her, dark energy sweeping through the cell like a storm. The air around them seemed to tear, emitting a piercing hum. The low-level witches were forced back several steps by the sudden surge of power, their faces etched with shock. "Hoh, still trying to struggle even when bound like this?" one Ash-level witch managed to steady herself, her tone laced with mockery. "Newcomers always fail to grasp the situation, never knowing who's in charge in this prison," another Firefly-level witch sneered, though a flicker of unease crossed her eyes. "If you could break free from such tight restraints, this prison wouldn't have been able to hold any witch," the brown-haired witch said, feigning composure, but her fingers subtly tightened on her clothes. However, to their surprise, Nightshade's demonic power actually began to shake the restraints binding her! Seventh Layer Restraint—Head Seal, loosening! Nightshade's struggles caused the restraint device to groan under the strain. The seventh layer head seal was the first to loosen. Cracks appeared along the edges of the hood, and the gag's grip slackened slightly. She greedily inhaled a breath of air, a hoarse gasp escaping her throat. Nightshade's breathing immediately became a little smoother. Her heart leaped with joy, and she continued to channel her demonic power, attempting to break free completely. The witches around them stared with wide eyes. Someone gasped, "She can actually shake restraints of this level?!" "Impossible! These prison restraints have never been broken!" A cold smile curved Nightshade's lips as her demonic power surged again. Sixth Layer Restraint—Metal Frame, loosening! Nightshade focused all her attention on the eruption of her demonic power. The sixth layer metal frame emitted a piercing, distorted screech as the screws securing her spine snapped one by one, and the support plates tilted at a dangerous angle. The witches' expressions shifted from mockery to shock, and some instinctively took a step back. "She... she's actually going to break free?!" "Stop her, quickly!" The witches finally descended into panic. Someone screamed, banging on the cell door, "Guards! The newcomer is breaking free!"

In the prison's activity hall, dozens of high-ranking witches, bound tightly, were gathered. Crimson Crown class, Abyss class… the higher the rank of the witch, the more intricate and ornate their restraints. They were fixed to custom metal racks, displayed like exhibits in the center of the hall. "I heard today is the day those magical girls come to inspect the barrier," said a red-haired high-ranking witch, entirely encased in a latex suit, rigidly restrained on a metal rack. "Mmm~ Are we going to be their human magic furnaces again?" a high-ranking witch, with only her eyes visible, complained with a sweet, moaning gasp. Her breasts and nether regions were being stimulated by specialized devices, clearly indicating a tighter restraint than the previous witch. "Heh, at least you can still breathe freely," sneered another Abyss-class witch, her head also tightly covered by a hood, like Yelu's. "I'm tied up like this, I can barely breathe." The witches chimed in, complaining about the prison's harshness. Suddenly, a disdainful snort came from a corner. "This level of restraint is enough to make you all cry out in misery?" The witches turned their heads, looking towards the source of the voice. It was the new arrival. She was bound in a reverse-crab position on a metal rack, her body wrapped so tightly by latex, high-heeled boots, a three-hole thong, ropes, leather, a metal rack, and a hood – seven layers of restraint – that she couldn't move a single finger. At this moment, due to the activity, Yelu's gag had been removed, but the hood remained on her head. Her restraints were, without a doubt, the most severe among all the witches in the prison. This also indicated that her power outside was the most outstanding. However, the status of witches within this prison was the exact opposite of their status outside. The stronger a witch was outside, the tighter her restraints were within the prison, and thus, the lower her status became. The witches looked at the presumptuous Yelu, blinked, and then burst into laughter. "Newcomer, after all these days, haven't you realized the reality yet?" "Pfft, look at you now, your body arched back, you can't even straighten it. While we can't move either, at least our bodies are stretched out." "Exactly! You're all tied up like a zongzi, and you're still talking tough?" Yelu was currently fixed in a crawling position, while the others were restrained vertically. This caused them to look down at Yelu from above. Yelu didn't care. She sneered, her voice muffled yet arrogant through the hood: "If I wished to break free, I could do so at any moment." The witches exchanged glances, then scoffed. "Who can't brag? If you've got the guts, break free now!" a silver-haired high-ranking witch challenged.

"You! Help me input the password into the collar, the password is..." Yeluo quickly recited the twenty-digit password she had memorized, then, enduring the stimulation coursing through her body, used her magic to propel her metal frame, moving herself closer to the blue-haired witch. Without hesitation, the blue-haired witch extended her red tongue, her tongue tip precisely tapping on the collar's electronic screen, inputting the twenty-digit password. The low-ranking witches, who had been scattering in panic or slumped on the ground, now saw that Yeluo actually knew the password and immediately wanted to stop her. However, before they could react, the blue-haired witch's tongue moved like lightning, inputting the twenty-digit password with astonishing speed. Yeluo was arrogant. She had originally intended to shock everyone with her invincible power, devour them all, and revel in the rich expressions of awe, fear, and pathetic pleas from the surrounding witches. However, who could have imagined that the restraint device on her body was not Abyss-grade, but Cataclysm-grade, and it happened to be able to restrain her. With no other option, she had to settle for the next best thing and use the password to unlock the restraints. Although this would greatly diminish her authority, it was still better than being bound in the humiliating position of being tied up like a horse being pulled in four directions by the restraint device. Once the restraints on her body were released, she would make them pay for their previous actions! In less than half a second, the blue-haired witch finished inputting the password. Yeluo confidently waited for the restraint device to fall off on its own. However, the restraint device did not release. Instead, the intensity of the seven layers of restraint on her body simultaneously increased! The tentacles on the latex suit became even more active. The wheels inside the high-heeled boots spun furiously. The three-hole panties writhed up and down with frantic energy. The ropes, leather, metal frame, and head collar all tightened a notch! "Ahhh!!!" Yeluo first let out a pained cry mixed with a hint of seductive moaning, then turned to glare at the blue-haired witch in anger. "You! Ah... there... don't... did you input the wrong password!" "Impossible!" The blue-haired witch was supremely confident in her abilities. "Even if I were weakened, I wouldn't input the password incorrectly!" Yeluo gritted her teeth, enduring the stimulation, and quickly said in one breath. "Mmm~~~ Input it again, the password is... mmm~~~....." The blue-haired witch tried her best to ignore the constantly panting Original Witch beside her and re-entered the password. The low-ranking witches rushed forward to stop her, but before they could reach her, Yeluo blasted them away with her surging magic. Finally, the password was re-entered. This time, the blue-haired witch deliberately slowed down her rhythm, ensuring that the password would not be entered incorrectly. However, the collar still did not open. At the same time, the stimulation intensified. "Ahhh!!" "You, ah! What did you do!!" "Mistress! I just inputted the password you recited!"