The exiled Silver Wolf

Cocolia's third phase grew more bizarre. She lashed Bronya with another whip, eliciting a soft cry. Bronya's legs, clad in boots and black stockings, were bound tightly together by this new whip, from thigh to ankle, leaving no room to breathe. Simultaneously, the handle of the first whip was forced into Bronya's mouth, turning her speech into muffled whimpers, as if she were gagged. The whip then wrapped around her cheeks and behind her head, seemingly securing the gag in place. Saliva instantly began to stream from Bronya's mouth. Witnessing this humiliating spectacle, Silver Wolf's eyes widened. Then, Bronya hopped in place, the heels of her boots striking the ground with a crisp sound. "Mmmph! Mmmph!" With Bronya's rhythmic moans, a surge of energy erupted from her, all converging upon Cocolia. "..." Silver Wolf was perplexed. Was this the so-called "March of Belobog"? It seemed to just increase damage. Just as Silver Wolf considered ending the fight, she realized it wasn't her turn. Did the March also have a turn-boosting effect? That wasn't right, was it? No... Regardless, Cocolia had assumed her stance. Raising her arm, she pointed forward, and the whips binding Bronya all flew towards Silver Wolf. Silver Wolf instinctively raised her hands to block, but the whips coiled around her wrists! "What?!" Silver Wolf hadn't anticipated Cocolia's attack pattern. It appeared the whips, now transformed into ropes, were about to bind Silver Wolf in the same position as Bronya. Silver Wolf's wrists were being pulled behind her. "You've got to be kidding me?" Silver Wolf wouldn't surrender so easily. Before her wrists were fully pulled together, her fingers danced with lightning speed. In an instant, a digital screen seemed to materialize before her. Cocolia and Bronya were mere characters on it, while she was the player, seated before the screen, fingers flying across the keyboard. Even as her hands were pulled behind her, Silver Wolf had already memorized the keybinds. With her rapid keystrokes, a long, block-like projectile struck Cocolia. "Hmph, that speed? Too slow!" Silver Wolf confidently declared her winning line, her combo count reaching its peak. Cocolia's health bar plummeted, and the scene before her vanished. "Phew..." Silver Wolf breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at her hands; the whips were gone, but faint red marks remained on her wrists, proof that it hadn't been an illusion. "Mmm... Mmmph?!" Silver Wolf's relief was short-lived as she suddenly felt something forced into her mouth, propping her small lips open. Silver Wolf reached up to feel it; it was a long, rod-like object. Wasn't that the handle of the whip from before? Silver Wolf quickly felt her cheeks and confirmed the presence of sturdy straps. The straps not only tightened from both sides of her cheeks to the back of her head, but two more straps passed over her nostrils, converging in her bangs and then running vertically over her head to the back, where they joined the horizontal straps. Additionally, her lower jaw was bound by straps, preventing her from opening her mouth any wider. Silver Wolf tugged at the straps; they were tight, digging slightly into her soft cheeks. She felt the convergence point of the straps at the back of her head and found no knot or buckle, but rather a seamless construction, as if it were naturally made. "Mmmph! Mmmph!" Silver Wolf cried out in surprise. She felt a buildup of saliva in her mouth, which began to seep from the corners of her lips, smearing her chin before slowly dripping down. If Silver Wolf habitually parted her lips, the saliva contained within would spill out. For a moment, Silver Wolf's mouth was like an open valve, strands of silver continuously falling, creating wet patches on her chest and the floor. This, this was so, so humiliating! Silver Wolf's small face flushed slightly. Drooling was undoubtedly a deeply embarrassing and mortifying experience. As a hacker, Silver Wolf understood some aspects of BDSM, and she knew what this implied. But understanding wasn't the same as accepting. Watching others drool was amusing; drooling and whimpering herself was utterly mortifying. However, the straps on her head were too secure. No matter how hard she whipped her ponytail, she couldn't dislodge the gag even slightly. Instead, her saliva flew everywhere, catching the light and glistening in the air.

"Ngh?!" Seeing these words, Silver Wolf felt a bad premonition. As expected, silver ropes suddenly appeared on her wrists, and before she could react, they were pulled behind her back and bound together. Damn it! Silver Wolf struggled to separate her wrists, but her strength was far from enough to break the ropes. She felt the ropes crawling up her arms. Her forearms were bound five times, then her elbows were bound four times above and below, and finally, even her upper arms, which couldn't be fully brought together, were bound six times. The ropes were incredibly tight, as if afraid she would escape. Silver Wolf felt her arms squeezed together, unable to even move slightly. The friction between her muscles prevented any movement. The outer ropes dug into the little soft flesh on her arms. "Uuuugh!" As the ropes slowly tightened, Silver Wolf felt she had to slowly lift her head and chest. Her arms were forced straight, making her chest expand, which also somewhat restricted her breathing. Her gasps grew heavier. Finally, Silver Wolf's arms were bound behind her in a standard Y-shape, straight-armed bind. The silver ropes covered most of her skin, and where the silver ropes had bound her, her clothes had also vanished—her jacket was nowhere to be found, leaving only her tank top. So, so tight... Silver Wolf wriggled her body, then slowly bent over, raising her arms behind her. Fortunately, the ropes only bound her arms, at most crossing over her shoulders and chest for some fixation, but not binding her arms to her torso. This allowed her to just barely reach her wrists from her waist to observe them. This observation disheartened Silver Wolf somewhat, as there were no knots on her wrists and forearms. She figured the elbows and upper arms would be the same. Moreover, no matter how she moved her arms or twisted her body, the ropes remained perfectly neat, not shifting even a millimeter. This meant the ropes showed no signs of loosening at all, and her struggles were completely futile. "Huu, huuuu..." Silver Wolf had to give up struggling. Just from moving for a short while, she felt exhausted. It seemed being bound was no easy feat. But she had come this far and could only move forward. Perhaps there would be a way to break free later? However, Silver Wolf wasn't without any discoveries. She found that these ropes weren't purely data, or at least not data she could modify. This further proved that this was indeed caused by the influence of that strange artifact, so she had to continue forward to have any chance of breaking free. As for exiting the simulated universe? It was impossible. Silver Wolf had tried earlier, but for some reason, she couldn't voluntarily exit this simulated universe. Her real body was currently lying in bed, and only when this data body escaped the simulated universe could her real body successfully wake up. Silver Wolf continued forward with her tightly bound arms behind her. The next stage was the final boss of the second layer. In the style of the Xianzhou Luofu, the final boss was, as expected... a robot, or rather, a mechanical puppet named the Golden Automaton Gatekeeper. The Gatekeeper, as its name implied, was a security robot on the Luofu. Entering combat, the Golden Automaton Gatekeeper was ready. Silver Wolf attacked first. However, this time, with her arms bound, her finger dexterity was somewhat limited, so her skill attack failed to defeat the Golden Automaton Gatekeeper directly. Seeing the Golden Automaton Gatekeeper swing its staff, Silver Wolf had no choice but to take the hit. The Golden Automaton Gatekeeper's staff landed squarely on Silver Wolf's backside, producing a crisp "smack!" sound. "Waaah!" Silver Wolf's eyes widened instantly. She hadn't expected the Golden Automaton Gatekeeper to hit her backside. The force wasn't great, but the insult was immense. Silver Wolf felt her right buttock tingle, a sensation of both pain and numbness filling her entire body, causing her to involuntarily writhe in place.

The first thing to attack the silver wolf was a silver rope about a meter long, named "the company's packing cord." The silver wolf waved her hand, trying to swat it away, but the rope nimbly dodged her attack and easily wrapped around her wrists. "Ugh! Let go of me!" The silver wolf tried to use her ether editing ability to eliminate the damned rope, but as soon as she had the thought, a mark appeared on her forehead. The mark was shaped like a laughing human face mask. Once it appeared, the silver wolf found her abilities had been stripped away. "How is this possible?" The silver wolf couldn't believe it. The opponent's strength was beyond her imagination. Even if she couldn't handle her previous opponents, they at least wouldn't ban her abilities. But this opponent had stripped her of her abilities right from the start. How had they done it? While the silver wolf's thoughts raced, the rope had already coiled up her arm and onto her neck. The rope, which had previously been only a meter long, began to lengthen, seemingly able to extend infinitely, binding the silver wolf's delicate body. The silver wolf was only wearing basic undergarments, so the rope encountered no obstruction. The silver wolf watched as the rope quickly wrapped around her chest several times, then coiled around her upper arms. Her arms were suddenly pulled behind her, her upper arms cinched inward by the rope, forcing her to spread her shoulders as wide as possible. However, for every inch the silver wolf spread her shoulders, the rope tightened by an inch. The rope seemed to be toying with the silver wolf until her shoulders were spread to their limit and her upper arms were as close together as they could get, at which point it stopped tightening. Six coils of rope tightly bound the silver wolf's upper arms, followed by the area above her elbows. Her slender arms were quickly brought together at the elbows. She could still spread her forearms to the sides and struggle with all her might, but her elbows were already bound by six coils of rope and could no longer be separated. Six coils above the elbows, six coils below the elbows. The silver wolf's arm mobility was gradually stripped away. The rope was not only incredibly strong but also full of resilience. The silver wolf gritted her teeth and tried to force her elbows apart with all her strength. She managed to separate them by an inch, but she couldn't hold it for long. The recoiling rope dug even tighter into her flesh, causing the silver wolf to gasp in pain. She could no longer struggle, and the rope seemed to have gauged the silver wolf's maximum strength, always maintaining a tension slightly greater than her strongest effort. "Guh, so, so tight..." the silver wolf panted, gritting her teeth. After failing to struggle, she could only watch as her forearms were also pulled together and bound by the rope. Her forearms were bound by twelve coils, and her wrists were finally tied together, secured by six coils of rope. By this point, the silver wolf's arms were bound so tightly by the bizarre rope that each strand was embedded in her fair skin. The flesh that bulged from the constriction had turned a faint pink, indicating the rope's complete lack of mercy. Just as the silver wolf thought the restraint on her arms was over, the rope lengthened again. From bottom to top, it tightened and reinforced all the coils on her arms from the center. "Urgh!" The silver wolf felt the ropes on her arms tighten once more and couldn't bear it, throwing her head back with a cry of pain. The rope connected all the coils on her upper arms, then looped over her shoulders. It then crossed in front of her, hooking under her breasts before returning behind her from the other shoulder. This effectively suspended the coils on her arms behind her. The silver wolf felt this step was completely unnecessary, as the ropes were already incredibly tight. With all the ropes forming a figure-eight, she could no longer move her arms. The flesh between her arms was pressed together as if they had grown as one, and the ropes were sandwiched between her bulging flesh, as if slightly embedded into her body. Even without being suspended behind her, it would have been impossible for her to struggle and loosen the ropes.

The first thing to attack the Silver Wolf was a silver rope about a meter long, named "Company's Packing Rope." The Silver Wolf waved her hand, trying to swat it away, but the rope nimbly dodged her attack and easily coiled around her wrists. "Ugh! Let me go!" The Silver Wolf tried to use her Ether editing ability to eliminate the damn rope, but as soon as the thought crossed her mind, a mark appeared on her forehead. The mark was shaped like a laughing human face mask. Once it appeared, the Silver Wolf found her abilities had been stripped away. "How is this possible?" The Silver Wolf couldn't believe it. The opponent's strength was beyond her imagination. Even when she couldn't handle past opponents, they at least didn't ban her abilities. But this opponent had stripped her of her powers right from the start. How had they done it? While the Silver Wolf's thoughts raced, the rope had already coiled up her arm and onto her neck. The rope, which had previously been only a meter long, began to lengthen, seemingly able to extend infinitely, binding the Silver Wolf's delicate body. The Silver Wolf was only wearing basic undergarments, so the rope encountered no obstruction. The Silver Wolf watched as the rope quickly wrapped around her chest several times, then coiled around her upper arms. Her arms were suddenly pulled behind her, her upper arms cinched inward by the rope, forcing her to spread her shoulders as wide as she could. However, for every inch the Silver Wolf spread her shoulders, the rope tightened by an inch. The rope seemed to be toying with the Silver Wolf until her shoulders were spread to their limit and her upper arms were as close together as they could get, at which point it stopped tightening. Six coils of rope tightly bound the Silver Wolf's upper arms, followed by the area above her elbows. Her slender arms were quickly brought together at the elbows. She could still spread her forearms to the sides and struggle with all her might, but her elbows were already bound by six coils of rope and could no longer be separated. Six coils above the elbows, six coils below the elbows – the Silver Wolf's arm mobility was gradually stripped away. The rope was not only incredibly strong but also very resilient. The Silver Wolf gritted her teeth and tried to force her elbows apart with all her strength. She managed to separate them by an inch, but she couldn't hold it for long. The recoiling rope dug even tighter into her flesh, causing the Silver Wolf to gasp in pain. She could no longer struggle, and the rope seemed to have calculated her maximum strength, always maintaining a tension slightly greater than her strongest effort. "Guh, so, so tight..." the Silver Wolf panted, gritting her teeth. After failing to struggle, she could only watch as her forearms were also pulled together and bound by the rope. Twelve coils of rope bound her forearms, and her wrists were finally tied together, secured by six coils. By this point, the Silver Wolf's arms were bound tightly by the bizarre rope, each strand digging into her fair skin. The flesh that bulged from the constriction had turned a faint pink, indicating the rope was showing no mercy. Just as the Silver Wolf thought the restraint on her arms was over, the rope lengthened again. From bottom to top, it tightened and reinforced all the coils on her arms. "Ugh!" The Silver Wolf felt the rope on her arms tighten once more, and she couldn't bear it, throwing her head back and letting out a pained cry. The rope connected to the coils on her upper arms, then looped over her shoulders. It then crossed in front of her, looping under her breasts, before returning to her back from the other shoulder. This effectively suspended the coils on her arms behind her. The Silver Wolf felt this step was completely unnecessary, as the rope was already incredibly tight. With all the ropes forming a figure-eight, she could no longer move her arms. The rope between her arms continued to bind her elbows, forearms, and wrists to her body, and it also cinched her slender waist tightly. In just a few minutes, the Silver Wolf's small, delicate body was covered in rope, with bulging flesh visible everywhere the rope constricted. Her waist had been cinched thinner by a full size, and her previously modest breasts were pushed up into small mounds by the V-shaped rope. The fair, tender flesh was slightly immature, appearing small and cute. After binding the Silver Wolf's crotch, the rope, as she had predicted, delved into her nether regions. "Ugh!" Even though the Silver Wolf had been mentally prepared, she still trembled and cried out as the rope yanked hard. At the same time, a heart-shaped mark appeared on her fair abdomen – a skill marker mimicking Kafka's in the simulated universe! "What, what is this?!" The Silver Wolf felt a warmth in her lower abdomen and a strange sensation throughout her body. She quickly looked down and saw the mark. Hadn't she defeated Kafka? Why would her skill marker still exist, and with such peculiar effects? A terrifying thought surfaced in the Silver Wolf's mind. Could the Kafka from the final stage have actually been a manifestation of the mastermind? The Silver Wolf thought she was fighting data, but in reality, she had already been confronting the mastermind. The rope around her crotch forced the Silver Wolf's upper body to lean forward involuntarily, lifting her small, firm buttocks. This position made her feel ashamed and embarrassed. Her wrists were bound, so any attempt to move them would inevitably pull on the crotch rope, causing her considerable distress. "Is, is it over?" The rope stopped moving after it was secured. The Silver Wolf thought the binding was complete and hadn't had time to relax when the rope extended again. Her eyes widened as she felt the magical rope continue downwards, binding the roots of her thighs and the middle of her thighs. Each of these areas was wrapped with seven or eight coils of rope. The flesh on the Silver Wolf's thighs visibly bulged, looking even more enticing than the flesh on her arms. Finally, the rope wrapped a few more coils above the Silver Wolf's knees, vertically reinforcing the leg bindings, before finally becoming still. "Wuwuwu..." The Silver Wolf was now in distress. Not only was her upper body tightly bound, but her thighs were also clamped together, unable to separate. The only parts of her body that could move were her head and her lower legs. Although she appeared to have many complex ropes on her, it was all a single rope. Therefore, any struggle she made would pull on the entire network of ropes. This complete and inescapable restraint made the Silver Wolf feel a sense of despair. Without Ether editing, she had no idea how to undo this damned rope. The good news was that the Silver Wolf's fingers could still move. She tried to hook the ropes with her fingers, searching for knots, but the result was despair. Apart from the crotch rope, she couldn't even insert her fingers into the other ropes to hook them, and there were no knots at all. It was clear the rope was not designed for her or anyone else to undo through normal means. At this moment, the second item floated over. It clearly didn't want to give the Silver Wolf any time to breathe. The Silver Wolf saw it was a small black ball, heading directly for her mouth. "Mmmph!" The Silver Wolf naturally didn't want to have her mouth stuffed. She tightly closed her lips. However, the ball seemed to have anticipated this. The crotch rope on the Silver Wolf's lower body suddenly twitched, striking her vulva like a slingshot. Caught off guard, the Silver Wolf cried out and opened her mouth: "Ahhh—Guh?!" The name of the ball appeared in the Silver Wolf's mind: "Company's Gag." She immediately remembered a set of Relics that could be produced in the simulated universe, called "Pan-Galactic Commercial Company." Two of its components were "Company's Trade Route" and "Company's Headquarters." It seemed these two items were also imitations of this set of Relics, with some modifications. Indeed, the Silver Wolf soon learned the name of this set of Relics: "Pan-Galactic Human Trafficking Company." "No wonder it's a rope and a gag; they're a perfect match," the Silver Wolf couldn't help but curse inwardly. The gag lodged between the Silver Wolf's teeth and gradually enlarged until her mouth was stretched to its limit before stopping. Once the gag filled the Silver Wolf's mouth, it began to change. The outside of the gag gradually extended to form a black mask that covered the Silver Wolf's nose and mouth, conforming to her face. Then, a pair of straps extended from both sides of the mask, wrapping around the Silver Wolf's cheeks and joining horizontally behind her head. This tightly secured the mask to her face, although she wouldn't have been able to spit out the gag even without the straps. The gag not only changed externally but also began to act internally. Accompanied by the Silver Wolf's gagging sounds, her mouth was gradually filled by a black latex dildo, extending all the way to her throat. It pushed her to the point of rolling her eyes and gagging continuously. Waves of liquid churned in her stomach. The feeling of her tongue root being pressed down and her throat being stimulated was unbearable. The Silver Wolf sputtered, spitting out large globs of saliva that dripped from the gaps at the bottom of the mask, along with the spasms of her body, onto the floor, quickly forming a small puddle. "Hoo-gh! Ptoo-oo-oo!!" Ugh! So, so uncomfortable, I want to throw up! Guh-ooh!

Silver Wolf's fragrant shoulders were the first to be exposed, followed by her delicate collarbone, and gradually all of the snow-white skin on top of Silver Wolf's chest was exposed. Silver Wolf subconsciously wanted to use her hands to block, but this was only a change in clothes, the constraints on her body would not be reduced, so as soon as she made a move, the sturdy single glove let her recognize the reality. Silver wolf's chest is not big, at this time there are two pieces of black fabric to hold the bottom of her two small buns like double breasts, and intentionally squeeze her chest more erect, look carefully, silver wolf chest actually also small scale, two small cute double breasts between also have a clear gully. "Oooh ......" Silver Wolf only felt that her chest was cool, she was very unaccustomed to it, but she couldn't cover it up and could only slightly blush her cheeks. Immediately after that, Silver Wolf's small savage waist was gathered by the black slimming clothing material, forming two smooth curves all the way down, the fabric was quite snug, and the navel on Silver Wolf's small belly was hidden, as if it was growing on her body. If it wasn't for the fact that there was no way to touch it, Silver Wolf would definitely try to tear this dress. Finally, the upper body of the black clothing into the silver wolf's femur, in her femur strangled, silver wolf originally stuffed with toys underneath, at this time also still have, but in the outside and can not see, can only see this erotic meaning full of clothing will silver wolf underneath the shape of the highlights, and in the center of the gap there is an oval-shaped bulge, that is obviously the props previously stuffed in the lower body of the silver wolf, at this time into a jumping egg style, still working diligently, and the silver wolf is still working diligently. It was still working diligently. "Oooh!" There was a mirror in front of Silverwolf, she could see the changes on her body, and she could barely make out the details if she got closer. Such erotic clothing caused Silverwolf to raise a willowy eyebrow for a moment, and a whimper of protest came from under her muzzle. But there was still no stopping the changes, and she could only watch. Before the change in her upper body was complete, Silverwolf's arms changed a bit as well. Her arms were still in the straight arm position and closed behind her back, but the original black gloves on her arms became a pair of long white gloves, wrapped from the fingertips all the way up to her big arms, and the dense ropes tied to her arms were turned into a pair of sturdy leather belts. The black single glove that had been restraining her arm also turned white, and this time it was not covered, but completely exposed. What, what? Silver Wolf was shocked, the restraints were exposed! However, she soon realized the reason, the clothes given to her by the strong man on the table had already included a pair of white single gloves! Thinking about it, this tavern is not a serious place, so of course the waitresses here won't have any serious clothes, I'm afraid that ...... "Woo!" The silver wolf was still thinking, her back court was violently pushed, this time let the silver wolf body shook violently, eyes widened, let out a frightened cry. It turned out to be a carrot-style anal plug stuck in the back of her ass, and Silverwolf's full buttocks stood up, and when she looked in the mirror, she saw a white ball of pom-pom stuck in the back of her ass, and when she twisted her ass, the ball of pom-pom wiggled adorably, which made Silverwolf feel very humiliated. This, this is, rabbit, rabbit girl? Silver Wolf is no longer blind at this time has also recognized, now she is wearing this outfit is the erotic bunny girl dress. And also at this time, a pair of black silk pantyhose appeared in the silver wolf's legs above, her fine white legs were all wrapped up, along with her exposed crotch is the same. At the same time, the high-heeled boots on the silver wolf's feet did not disappear, but turned into high-heeled shoes, still restricting the silver wolf's activities. It was worth mentioning that the rope restraints on Silver Wolf's thighs had also turned into leather straps, so her thighs could still only be kept tightly together, and there was still a ten centimeters chain between her ankles locking her feet. This strange object could only change her appearance, the constraints brought about by the basic six relics wouldn't change much. This, this look, so humiliating! "Oooooooh!" The Silver Wolf could only stand in an inside-out position, her legs became even more silky and attractive after being wrapped in black silk, because of the existence of high heels, the curve of her legs was elongated a little bit, together with the haze and luster brought by the silk socks, the word "sexiness", which was not very relevant to the once Silver Wolf, had already manifested itself in the body of the Silver Wolf at this time. The black silk legs and the shape of her private parts, especially the half-hidden balls, were undoubtedly very bold, so bold that the Silver Wolf herself would never be able to touch them in her life. But now she could only watch herself become a sex object, her pupils were trembling, if not for the fact that her teeth could only bite on the penis gag at all times, she would have already gritted her teeth and let out a low growl like a cub. In order to match the black silk bunny girl costume, Silver Wolf's glasses were changed into invisible glasses, she still couldn't see clearly, and at the same time, a hair band appeared on her head, with a pair of rabbit ears on it, one of which was up and the other half-drooped down, which was a little bit lovely to look at. This hairband was not only for dressing up, it also had hidden earplugs that were inserted into the Silver Wolf's ears, which had the effect of closing off the Silver Wolf's hearing. Up to this point, the Silver Wolf's whole body's costume had been changed and completed, and the original punk girl had now completely turned into a cute and sexy bunny girl. Stepping on high-heeled shoes, her feet were forced to be taut, and her black silk pantyhose reflected a little bit of luster just like the night curtain, and just by looking at them, she could already feel the softness and silky smoothness. Between the roots of her rounded thighs, her private part, stuffed with a jumper ball, loomed large, so that everyone who noticed it couldn't help but look at it a few more times to discover its secrets. The soft curves of her waist seem to be able to bend at any angle, and the small, though not magnificent, peaks on top of them show half of her breasts, which are uniquely sized to be able to be grasped in one hand and played with, so that one can certainly feel the softness in their hands. There is no need to worry that the girl will fight back, because her arms, which have the power to resist, are firmly tied behind her back, with strong leather straps and explanatory single gloves, each of which deprives the girl of the freedom of her arms, and she can only hold up her chest and keep her arms tightly pressed against her back, not being able to move a single muscle. If one wanted to see the real face of this bunny girl, one might be disappointed, because half of her face was hidden under a black mask, but this was not a disadvantage, because the gasps and moans that came from under the mask from time to time made one imagine what kind of gag the girl's mouth was under the mask. This would be discovered if the black collar around her neck was removed, for the slight protrusion of the throat told the story of the hideous phallus in the girl's mouth. "Coo, coo oo oo?!" Is this, is this me?