The Immortal Binding Codex

"Oh, you're still wearing the chastity gag~" the man smiled, removing her veil and lightly tapping the acupoints on either side of her mouth before withdrawing the enormous object that had been stuffed into her mouth. The jade dildo, shaped like a phallus, was coated in her saliva. As it was pulled out, several glistening strands connected it to her tongue. Her mouth felt numb and sore after being gagged for so long. It took a while before she could speak. She whispered, "Husband... Master... Yun'er shouldn't have argued with you yesterday. I realize my mistake today and will punish myself. I hope Master will forgive me..." It turned out that the Cloud Mist Fairy's name was Jiang Qingyun, and "Yun'er" was her given name. The man said, "It's alright. I wasn't angry with you. Yun'er, we've been husband and wife for a long time. Minor quarrels are inevitable." He looked up at the sky and sighed, "Alas... you wanted to save the world, and though I disagreed, I still let you go. But who will save us now?" Yun'er's eyes welled up with tears. She trembled, "Master... Yun'er was wrong. Yun'er shouldn't have gone down the mountain to pray for rain on her own and revealed our whereabouts... Please punish Yun'er..." The man's frown eased, and a smile played on his lips. "Hmph, disobedient little Yun'er, let's see how I'll punish you~" With that, he shot a stream of red true qi from his palm into the white silk ribbon floating around the Cloud Mist Fairy's shoulders. In an instant, the white silk turned red and tightened, transforming into a red rope that settled on the fairy's nape. It wrapped around her fragrant shoulders, passed under her armpits, and coiled around her snow-white arms several times before being secured at her back, forming a beautiful bondage that tightly bound her delicate arms behind her. This was not all. He untied Yun'er's sash and infused true qi into her long skirt. The front and back panels of the skirt immediately turned into red ropes, binding her legs together, folding her voluptuous legs in a bundle. Thus, the Cloud Mist Fairy was left with only a semi-transparent white bellyband. It offered no modesty but rather added a touch of allure. The bottom of the bellyband had a small pointed tip that covered the fairy's pubic mound. However, a thin string extended from the tip, continuing downward and勒入 between her smooth, tender, white, bun-like lips, the end of the string disappearing into her clean, pink clitoris. A lewd smile spread across the man's face as he gently tugged the thin string. With a "pop," Yun'er's anal sphincter opened, expelling a green bead coated in her intestinal fluids. The bead was about two fingers wide, with the thin string passing through it and disappearing into her anus. How many more such beads were there in her tender, lustful intestines? He then pulled out two anal beads, causing Yun'er's plump buttocks to tremble, and said, "Is this how you danced and prayed for rain in front of those people?!" Yun'er's phoenix eyes fluttered closed, and she said in a娇声, "Master... they couldn't see..." Indeed, who would have thought that the noble and sacred Cloud Mist Fairy would be so debauched in private, wearing revealing clothes, gagging her mouth with a dildo, her clitoris bound by a string, and beads stuffed in her anus, dancing barefoot in public with extreme seductiveness... Perhaps not even the lowest prostitute would behave this way. The man waved his fan, and the remaining bellyband on her body also turned into scraps of cloth, leaving Yun'er's mutton-fat jade-like body completely naked before him. Her breathing became more rapid, and the nipple rings hanging from her nipples bobbed with the rise and fall of her soft chest. The man reached under her body and flicked it lightly. Jingle—! As expected, a chastity ring, also adorned with a small bell, was pierced through her most tender and sensitive clitoris.

The jolt from him sent a decade-old memory flooding back to Mu Ling, of the time he’d captured and violated her. Back then, Yang Chengfeng had kept her locked in a dungeon, defiling her for a full three months, changing his methods daily until he grew bored and finally let her go. Ever since, her body had been prone to bouts of intense arousal, which she could only quell by picturing his handsome face while using a jade rod to pleasure her cunt. She had come here precisely to banish these distracting thoughts and reclaim her Dao heart. To her surprise, the moment she engaged him, her honeyed cunt still reflexively leaked a few drops of淫汁, shaming her into clamping her thighs together, attempting to suppress this uncontrollable lust. She hadn't expected that after years of cultivation, she would still be so far beneath him… sigh… As Mu Ling sighed, Yang Chengfeng had already appeared behind her, grasping her delicate, pale wrist and twisting it behind her back, crossing her arms. He seemed to be preparing to bind her with ropes. With her pulse points firmly held, the Fairy Zhuohua’s jade arms went limp. She had no thought of resistance left. Recalling Yang Chengfeng’s ingenious and perverse techniques, a flicker of anticipation actually crossed her mind, allowing him to capture her right before the eyes of her disciples. Just as Yang Chengfeng was about to retrieve his demonic ropes, he felt a cold glint approaching and hastily dodged backward. A long spear thrust forward, grazing his chest and tearing a slit in his robe. Had he been a moment slower, the spear might have pierced his heart. “Excellent spear technique!” Yang Chengfeng praised. “Fairy Qingfeng, Su Ming, truly swift as the wind, living up to your name.” The newcomer was indeed the fairy dressed in the green qipao. She held a long spear, her willow brows furrowed, glaring at Yang Chengfeng as she declared, “Heretical ways, today I shall take your dog life!” With that, she thrust her spear again. Yang Chengfeng parried with the handle of his fan, thinking, “This Fairy Qingfeng’s footwork is good, but still inferior to mine. However, her spear techniques are swift and fierce; I must be particularly wary.” Despite her high heels, Su Ming’s footwork was incredibly agile. Her spear danced, forming a white blur. In the blink of an eye, she had launched several thrusts, her spearplay so fast that onlookers couldn’t even discern her movements. Unexpectedly, Yang Chengfeng’s movements were even faster. He parried with his fan in his right hand while using his left to control the demonic rope. Within three moves, he had entangled the silver spear. Using the principle of ‘four ounces deflect a thousand pounds,’ he yanked the rope, leveraging Fairy Qingfeng’s own force to drive the spear tip straight into the bluestone ground. Seeing that she couldn’t immediately retrieve her spear, Su Ming used it as a prop to leap up, unleashing her unique skill, the “Flying Crane Kick,” aiming her slender jade leg at Yang Chengfeng’s face. This horizontal kick was as fast as lightning. Just as it was about to shatter Yang Chengfeng’s skull, Su Ming felt the force of her kick flow into her leg as if into a vast ocean, completely neutralized. Looking up, she discovered that her ankle had been caught by his grappling technique. The Fairy Qingfeng’s left foot was planted on the ground, while her right foot was lifted high by Yang Chengfeng, her legs spread at a wide angle. Her hidden cleft was completely exposed to his view. Her pretty face flushed. She tried to retract her leg, but Yang Chengfeng refused to let go. Instead, he removed her high-heeled sandal! Holding one delicate, strappy high-heeled shoe in one hand, he brought her beautiful lotus foot to his nose with the other, sniffed it, and said with a smile, “So fragrant~” Su Ming was both ashamed and furious, urgently demanding, “Lecher, let go quickly!”

"The Sinful Fairy Li, Reflecting Here." As the chief disciple of the Lingxu Sect, Fairy Hanchan, Li Hanyue, had always been a role model for her peers. This was the first time she had received such a severe punishment. Her jade arms, skilled in swordsmanship, were twisted to the extreme behind her back. Her slender wrists were bent upwards, her forearms bound tightly together by rope loops. Her long, jade-like fingers, as tender as green onions, were bound individually by thin ropes, forcing her hands into an elegant prayer pose, as if begging forgiveness from heaven. While her arms were restrained, this posture perfectly showcased the dignified and tragically beautiful aura of the fairy undergoing punishment. Her long, jade-like legs, as lustrous as glazed porcelain and as pure white as snow silk, were also bound in a cross-legged meditation posture, her thighs forced open by the ropes. However, unlike ordinary meditation, her lotus feet, more exquisite than Tang Dynasty fine porcelain, were bound together with the soles facing each other. Each pearl-like toe on her left and right feet was individually restrained by thin ropes, rendering even a single toe immobile. Her ankles were bound by golden ropes, her soft soles pressed closely together. Only in the elegantly curved arch of her feet was a tantalizing flesh cavity left open, just large enough for a penis to pass through. A Punishment Fairy Rope was勒 around the fairy's slender jade neck, connected to the rope loops around her ankles. This forced her proud body to bend backward unwillingly, her elegant head bowed low, her forehead pressing against her big toe. Her jade mouth was pressed against the arch of her foot, and a few strands of silver-white hair, damp with spring water, cascaded down, making her look like a swallow fallen into water, indescribably pitiable and moving. As her body was folded and bound with her feet together, Fairy Hanchan's pair of full-moon-like, plump breasts were not spared. Two golden ropes were tied above and below her jade breasts, securely reinforcing the binding of her jade arms. Another two ropes were pulled diagonally from her rounded, fragrant shoulders, passing through her cleavage, and tied upwards to her breast roots. After looping around her back, they were routed under her armpits to the sides of her flesh, binding the outer sides of her breasts as well. This crisscrossing of ropes from all directions forced her full, perky breasts into a state of inescapable confinement. The roots of her breasts were exceptionally tight, and her breasts were squeezed outwards like water droplets, shamefully and lewdly hanging between her legs, swaying incessantly. This binding made Fairy Hanchan feel as if her plump, fiery, and sexy delicate body were being sliced open by the ropes, causing her extreme pain and torment. What was even more unbearable was a hoisting rope pulling at the intersection of the ropes behind her, suspending her body, bound into a snow-white flesh mass, in the air. This further tightened the ropes, making her feel as if her breast flesh were about to be torn. Not only that, but every time she instinctively struggled, the Punishment Fairy Rope would release an electric current as a form of chastisement. Therefore, even though she was bound in an extremely uncomfortable position, she dared not move even a single toe. With her breasts dangling in the air, her well-exercised, plump peach buttocks were also alluringly presented. A metal anal hook, with several beads attached to its end, was ruthlessly hooked into her pink, tight anus. Connected to the hoisting rope, it stretched her shrunken, delicate flower-like anus into an oval shape. The lower edge of the hook even created a small gap with the anal flesh, constantly oozing honeyed juice, revealing her bright red intestinal flesh. Her naturally smooth and hairless virgin flesh cavity was roughly pulled open by two thin ropes hooked to her labia, revealing the continuously writhing, rouge-like flesh within, occasionally dripping with clear, viscous spring nectar. Her urethral opening, no longer blocked by a bead, was now helplessly gaping, leaking drop after drop of golden liquid, staining the fairy-like, picturesque snow-white cheeks with a blush of shame. Her tender, pink nipples, pierced with rings, bore a pair of heavy bells cast in pure gold. These pulled her nipple tips into slender purple grapes, transmitting intense stinging pain and pleasure to her consciousness, while also ringing like alarm bells, once again reminding her of her lowly status as a prisoner. Not only her nipples, but also her navel and clitoral rings were adorned with golden bells. Even her big toes, bound together by thin ropes, each had a bell attached. If not for the other sex toys attending to her jade mouth, perhaps the fairy jade tongue stud on her fragrant tongue would have been replaced with a ring, and a pleasure bell, only worn by favored courtesans, would have been attached. Truly, from head to toe, she exuded a seductive and alluring aura of debauchery. Her moon-like eyes, originally as bright as cold stars, were covered with black cloth, rendering her proud illusionary immortal arts useless. Between her crimson lips and pearly teeth, a cold, dark iron ring was clamped. No matter how many grievances she had, they could only turn into lewd whimpers and delicate cries when they reached her mouth. A black jade rod, shaped like a man's penis, was now inserted through the flesh cavity of her pressed-together soles, entering her clove-like small mouth, which she could not close due to biting the metal ring. Crystal-clear saliva flowed down the granulated jade rod, coating her slender lotus feet, wrapped in ropes, with a layer of transparent water film, truly making her appear exquisitely fragrant and seductive. What further humiliated the fairy was that, for some reason, she had to actively suck this detestable fake phallus, and her feet had to be clamped tightly. Anyone who saw it would surely think she was simultaneously performing oral sex and foot fetish on the phallus, more lasciviously than a prostitute! Such humiliation was like roasting her dignity over a raging fire, causing her entire immortal body to tremble like a sieve. Below the black jade rod was a long shaft, vertically fixed to one end of a small seesaw-like mechanical structure. The other end of the seesaw also had an identical long shaft, topped with a phallus-shaped object. This fake phallus was even more ferocious and thicker than the one in her mouth, and its target was the virgin flesh cavity that Fairy Hanchan had guarded her entire life! If it were any other time, Li Hanyue could have used her immortal power to clamp her honeyed cavity shut. But now, her cultivation was sealed, and her plump, thick labia were pulled wide open by the ropes hooked to her labial rings. Her most precious part as a woman was completely defenseless. She could even feel the terrifying long rod had penetrated her labia and was pressing against her thin hymen! If Li Hanyue relaxed even slightly, the jade rod in her mouth would slide down, pushing up the thick rod on the other end of the seesaw. If the jade rod were to slip out of her mouth, she would face the fate of being deflowered by a mere stick, not even a living creature. Therefore, despite a thousand unwillingness in her heart, she still diligently sucked the jade phallus in her mouth. Her fragrant, soft immortal tongue, pierced with a stud, coiled around the umbrella-shaped head of the rod, and her feet, like those of a lowly brothel prostitute,媚otically clamped onto the surface of the phallus, stroking it up and down. With her body so folded and bound, subjected to the punishment of numerous sex toys, from her honeyed breasts to her flesh cavity, Li Hanyue could feel the intense tightness and humiliation in these sensitive areas every moment. What was even more tormenting than these sensations was the waterfall of the Immortal Desire Spring. The spring water, washing over her skin, brought a tingling, stimulating sensation, constantly fanning the flames of desire within her. As it gathered the lust of many female disciples in the sect, every drop of Immortal Desire Spring water was comparable to a concentrated, purified aphrodisiac. Ordinary women, upon merely smelling it, would be unable to maintain their composure and would beg for a penis at a man's feet. At this moment, with her immortal power sealed, Li Hanyue's tolerance for pleasure was even less than that of an ordinary woman. Therefore, she was currently relying solely on her powerful willpower to forcibly endure the pleasure of the spring water, painfully hovering on the brink of orgasm. As the most outstanding disciple of the Lingxu Sect, a noble princess of the current dynasty, Fairy Hanchan Li Hanyue, revered as a deity by countless citizens of the Great Tang, was now naked and bound, shamefully bowing her head and holding a rod, lasciviously spreading her legs and exposing her flesh, swaying her heavy, lustrous white flesh breasts. Her breast rings and labial rings were adorned with bells symbolizing her lowly status. She was suspended by her waist, hooked by her anus, every sensitive part stimulated to the extreme by the spring water concentrated with lust, and periodically subjected to the sudden electric shocks of the Punishment Fairy Rope, groaning wantonly under the torment of pleasure... This cruel and humiliating punishment of the Reflection Pool was truly enough to make everyone in the sect turn pale at the mention of it. And the pitiable Li Hanyue had already been undergoing this punishment here for seven days.

Her cultivation technique, the "Lingxu Jade Maiden Art," required her to awaken the lust within her body, then suppress it with the Soul-镇ing Immortal Jade, transforming it into immortal power. Excess desire, as waste produced during cultivation, would naturally form urine and collect in her bladder. Lust was a symbol of life force, and this liquid was an unholy substance to her, yet an excellent nutrient for crops. The Soul-镇ing Immortal Jade ring she wore on her clitoris was connected to a string of urethral beads, topped with a small teardrop-shaped jade plug. This plug was inserted deep into her urethra, sealing the exit of her bladder. Furthermore, as her master had punished her by binding her hands, she was unable to remove the plug. Her urinary orifice had not been released for over ten days, and it had long been filled with highly concentrated jade nectar, ripened for a long time, solely for the purpose of bestowing it upon the populace. Li Hanyue used her toes to pluck a few strands of her silver hair. With her index and middle toes, flexing and extending like delicate fingers, she wove the hair into a fine thread. She threaded this through the gap between the urethral beads and her vulva, then wound the ends of the thread tightly around the base of her left and right big toes. Standing on tiptoe with her legs spread, she strained her jade-like legs, carefully rising to her feet… "Mmmph ahh ahh ❤~!" the immortal maiden let out an incredibly seductive moan. This truly made her soul feel as if it were about to fly away! Her toes tugged at the thread, pulling the urethral beads out halfway with a few "pop, pop" sounds. Her urethra, trained for many years, could clearly feel the plug grinding and scraping within the narrow passage, stuck in the middle of her urinary orifice. The immortal water, accumulated for days, surged into her urethra, urging her to stand up a little more, to quickly pull out the tormenting object blocking her urinary gate. However, she could not. To remove the jade plug, she had to completely relax the muscles in her crotch; otherwise, it would be stuck by the tight urethral tube. But the side effect of relaxing her crotch was that her anus would also relax along with it. As she comfortably pulled out the jade plug, she keenly sensed that the Condensing Heart Pearls in her posterior were also stirring. One had already rolled to the entrance of her anus, stretching the flesh and sliding halfway out. With the slightest disturbance, it would spray out from her anal aperture! The immortal maiden made a swift decision, forcefully clenching her anus to swallow the Condensing Heart Pearl back into her intestines, thus averting this crisis. But at the same time, this interrupted the flow of urine that was about to be expelled. The sensation was like being forcefully stopped mid-orgasm, a sharp pain shooting from her crotch directly to her consciousness, so intense it nearly made her faint. "Mmm hmm… almost there… so close… ahh hmm ❤~ If only I could use my hands…" If she were to climax and lose a Condensing Heart Pearl, she would be punished doubly. Thinking of this calamity, the usually calm Immortal Chanchan complained: this time, her master's punishment was truly too severe! Fortunately, during her daily cultivation, she not only studied spells but also diligently trained her physical body. She had complete control over every muscle in her body, including the three orifices in her lower body, which could contract and writhe at will, like the nimble hands of a maiden weaving cloth. She concentrated her mind and spirit, managing to contract her anus while simultaneously relaxing her urinary orifice. Then, she slowly rose, using her toes to pull the thread, gradually drawing the urine plug out of her urethra. Her attention was entirely focused on her crotch. At this moment, Li Hanyue could feel even the slightest breeze caressing her labia. "Ah… almost… hmm hmm ❤… it's coming~! Hold on… hold on…!"

A trickle of arousal dripped from her clitoris, and Liu Fangyi said with a delicate voice, "Hurry... tie me up. Otherwise... I won't be able to hold back, sister ❤~" Yang Qingxuan looked at the Jade Immortal, who was usually noble and dignified, now actively presenting her plump, white, and upturned buttocks to him. This stark contrast made his heart pound. Her peach-shaped, rounded buttocks had a powerful visual impact, and coupled with the "whore" brand seared onto her cheeks, it evoked a tragic beauty of a virtuous lady fallen into depravity, sparking endless fantasies. The emerald green butt plug inserted into her tender anus, and the delicate chain connecting her clitoris and the butt plug, nestled between her plump lips, truly brought out the ultimate seductive allure of a woman's body. This fair, soft, and perfectly rounded body was simply born to be bound by ropes! Yang Qingxuan eagerly channeled his inner energy, using the Demonic Rope Extreme Intent technique to command the Soul-Binding Lock Rope. The rope's head weaved and bound itself across Liu Fangyi's skin like a swimming dragon. The rope circles swiftly wrapped around her crossed wrists, binding her fair jade hands tightly. With a pull upwards, her slender jade arms were twisted behind her back. The rope started from her wrists, bound her upper arms, passed under her jade breasts, circled her body horizontally, returned to her wrists, hooked onto the knot, and then circled her body once more, passing above her breasts before returning to her back. Two breast ropes, one above and one below, squeezed her already full snow-white breasts into an even more perky, teardrop shape. Then, the rope turned to her right shoulder, wound to the front, plunged into the bottomless cleavage, intertwined with the lower breast rope for a circle, and then turned upwards. With a heavy tug, the two soft, bouncy mounds of flesh were squeezed upwards, wobbling and bouncing several times. Her erect nipples allowed the rope to return from her left shoulder to her back, then back to her jade wrists, where it was tied into a tight, unbreakable knot. "Ah ❤~" Her breasts were squeezed so tightly by the rope that Liu Fangyi let out a muffled groan of discomfort. However, this was not the end. Two more ropes passed under her armpits, binding the upper and lower breast ropes together, further intensifying the restraint on her full, rounded breasts. Liu Fangyi felt the Soul-Binding Rope tightening, her breasts feeling as if they were being bitten by a breast shackle at the root, causing an intense sensation of constriction that made it difficult for her to breathe. She tried to struggle with her jade hands, but inadvertently pulled on the breast ropes, causing a throbbing ache and numbness in her tender, soft flesh. The Jade Immortal couldn't help but let out another soft moan: "Mmm ❤~ So tight...!" "Senior Sister~ You asked for this yourself. To help you, I'm sparing no effort, haha!" "Mmm... It's fine, Junior

Yang Qingxuan quickly read it a few times, memorized the incantation, and then placed it back inside Zhao Yingying's body. Hmph, you demoness, you think you can control me with the Life and Death Ring! Hahaha! A slight smile played on his lips, and then he activated the demon rope, binding Zhao Yingying's voluptuous and seductive body, which was full of curves... A moment later, Zhao Yingying slowly woke up. She tried to stretch her limbs, only to find that her jade arms were twisted to the back of her neck to their limit, bound tightly by the rope in a "reverse Guanyin pose." Her wrists were connected to her jade neck, and any slight movement would restrict her breathing. Her ten fingers were also tied together with thin ropes, leaving no space between them. Her full, fair legs were folded and bound, spread open in an "open-leg restraint." Her thighs were connected to her upper arms with rope loops, and her knees were forced against her shoulders. Her legs couldn't be closed, shamelessly exposing her cunt. Her ankles and the roots of her thighs were tied together, and even the two big toes on her jade feet were looped with thin ropes and pulled upwards, connected to the roots of her tender nipples! As for her body, it was needless to say, a rope net was in service. Her fair, fleshy body was divided into more than ten small sections by the "turtle shell binding," each section bulging high like small white steamed buns, showing how tightly the ropes were bound. Her pitiful breasts were also divided into four parts by two crisscrossing ropes. Her already swollen breasts were almost bursting, and her nipples were tightly clamped by four ropes from above, below, left, and right. They were also being pulled by her toes, causing unbearable pain and itching, and they were stimulated to become engorged and erect, almost squirting out lewd milk. "Mmmph...?! Fuh-emmm-ah-emmm!" It seemed that even she felt the binding was too tight, and she resisted loudly. However, the words that reached her mouth were transformed into helpless moans by a perforated wooden ball bitten between her teeth. Suddenly, she saw Yang Qingxuan standing before her, looking at her with a swagger, actually playing with the Life and Death Ring that should have been placed at the base of his penis! Her face, usually adorned with a charming smile, showed an expression of unprecedented shock and anger. She struggled forcefully against the ropes, her soft flesh trembling, but she couldn't break even a single strand of rope. Yang Qingxuan leaned in front of her with a smile and said, "You want to threaten me with this thing? No way! Let me tell you, even without you, I can still rescue the Cult Master. I'm going to send you to the Severed Dust Valley of the Lingxu Sect and imprison you for life, so you know the consequences of offending me, hahahaha!" Zhao Yingying's demonic patterns were now sealed, and she couldn't use her demonic power to dissipate and escape. She had truly become an ordinary weak woman bound by ropes. Hearing Yang Qingxuan's words and thinking that he could actually do such a thing, her heart grew increasingly fearful. She lost her previous calm and composed demeanor, her naked, bound body trembling. She shook her head repeatedly, her watery eyes looking at Yang Qingxuan with a pleading expression. However, Yang Qingxuan ignored her pleas. Holding the Life and Death Ring, he silently recited the incantation to shrink it and said to her, "I'll return this little thing to you! Consider it my great mercy!" With that, he extended a finger and probed into Zhao Yingying's crotch, placing the Life and Death Ring on the most tender and sensitive spot on her body—that shyly erect little clit. "Mmm-ah-ah-ah—!!" Her flesh, unprotected by demonic power, was several times more sensitive than usual. When the small ring tightened, it caused both pain and itching. It immediately became engorged and purple, throbbing with pain, and could no longer retract into her foreskin. This stimulated Zhao Yingying to let out a beautiful, tragic cry, like a maiden's first deflowering. You little brat! How dare you trick me...!! Ahhh❤... When I escape, I'll torture you properly... I'll let you know what hell tastes like!! Mmm-ah-ah-ah-ong-ong❤~! Don't shake it down there! Mmm-emmm-emmm❤❤~! I can't take it anymore...! While cursing in her heart, her body honestly reached orgasm. Zhao Yingying, who couldn't move a single finger due to the binding, could only watch helplessly as Yang Qingxuan blindfolded her and put her into a large leather trunk... Thus, Yang Qingxuan set off with the lustful demoness, ignoring her moans and groans along the way. Where is he taking me... He's not really going to escort me to Lingxu Mountain and imprison me for life, is he? A lifetime without tasting a cock... No... No... Ee-ee❤—! My toes are pulling my nipples...

A more blood-pumping sight was that within her moist, plump, and juicy honeyed orifice, a thick, long jade shaft of glazed color was inserted! The semi-transparent shaft reached the very core of her flower, revealing the lewd folds of flesh that writhed and yearned within. This object was undoubtedly one of the treasures of the Lingxu Sect, the "Heart-Melting Rod," capable of melting out aphrodisiacs on its own. Judging by the spring-like fluid slowly surging from the entrance of her honeyed orifice, the woman within had been tormented by lust, and even a gentle breeze brushing against her engorged, erect flesh bud would likely send shivers through her. Not only that, but from her exquisitely beautiful rear orifice, filled with fine, delicate folds, a pull ring emerged from the deep red, blooming chrysanthemum. The flesh of the chrysanthemum opened and closed, faintly revealing a translucent, exquisite sphere that repeatedly entered and exited the eye of the chrysanthemum, making one suspect if her lewd intestines were also stuffed with a string of "Heart-Melting Pearls" condensed from aphrodisiacs. Between her honeyed orifice, overflowing with lustful fluids, and her tenderly protruding jade kernel, the hidden, small opening of her urinary eye also held a slender jade rod. This thin rod, entirely emerald green, was quite eye-catching, but it seemed to be merely the tip of the iceberg of what was blocking her entire urethra. Under the torment of this long jade plug, reaching directly into her bladder, no matter how she strained her abdomen, etched with lewd patterns, she could not expel a single drop of her lustful urine. This dashed her hopes of a tidal wave of pleasure and left her in a state of perpetual, agonizing torment, forever on the brink of release. "Ahhh~ Mmm~ Guooohhh~~~" As if sensing the disappearance of the covering cloth, the woman within moaned with unparalleled, seductive charm. Her bewitching voice, like a siren's song, sent a numbing sensation straight to the very marrow of one's soul, causing every man present to have their virile roots stiffen. And she herself, amidst these sticky, lewd cries, her forced-up, plump, and soft buttocks trembled like a sieve. However, her struggles yielded no results. Beneath her trembling honeyed buttocks, a pair of round, full, and shapely long legs had already been bent forward, locked through two holes below the waist opening, and then bent back at the knees, passing her fleshy, snow-white beautiful feet back through two small holes below the demon-subduing wall, firmly caging her ankles. Her lustfully ripe peach buttocks and bare feet were on the same side of the wooden board. The pitiable woman, completely restrained by the board, could only assume a posture of kneeling with her buttocks raised, ready to be fucked, her only freedom of movement in the delicate toes of her jade-like feet. Her crystal-clear, tender, and soft jade feet possessed beautifully arched insteps, smooth and delicate flesh on the soles, and ten pearl-like toes arranged neatly. Her toenails were dyed a seductive deep purple, truly a pair of art pieces that stirred the heart with their wicked allure. But at this moment, the joints of both her round, left and right big toes were bound by thin ropes, pulled upwards. The ends of these thin ropes were cruelly tied to the root of her most sensitive flesh bud! Due to her long cultivation of the Yin-Yang Union Technique, the demoness's lewd clitoris was already larger than that of ordinary women. Now, with its root bound, it was forced to become engorged and erect, appearing even more swollen and shiny, like a ripe purple grape, its surface glistening with lustful fluids. It was exquisitely translucent. Any slight twitch of her lotus-like feet would tug at this tenderly erect lewd kernel, causing a jolt of pleasure to ripple and spread throughout her body. Thus, the pitiable demoness could only laboriously maintain a shy, girlish pigeon-toed stance, her insteps inwardly hooked, her toes curled, daring not to move an inch. And in the center of her palm-like, white-and-pink soles, her left sole was branded with "Seal of Lust," and her right sole was inscribed with "Lock of Desire." Two lines of golden, regular script were deeply etched into the flesh, radiating immortal light, clearly the seal work of the Tranquil Immortal Venerable. Viewed from the rear of the demon-subduing wall, her defenseless predicament only added to the alluring beauty of these round, honeyed buttocks, inviting playful caresses. And from the front of the demon-subduing wall, the woman held high a pair of full, large, melon-like breasts, as if being fucked from behind with a man stretching his arms. Her slender jade arms were stretched straight backward and upward, her delicate wrists passing through two very close, oval holes above her peach buttocks, and were firmly clamped, making even an inch of rotation an impossible luxury. Her skilled hands, adept in secret arts, were helplessly isolated behind the wooden board, further shackled by iron cuffs that sealed her demonic power. The short chain connecting the two cuffs was less than an inch long. Even with her immense power, she was unable to unleash it, let alone cover her shame. Her lustfully ripe, full, bell-shaped breasts swayed wantonly from side to side with the struggles of her jade body, shaking out layers of milky waves and white shadows that dazzled the eyes. The surface of her full breast flesh was imprinted with intricate immortal spell seals, suppressing her demonic power and keeping her in a constant state of breast engorgement. Her rosy areolas, larger than those of ordinary women, gradually protruded due to arousal, like small, pink hills, reaching the peak of lewdness. At the tips of her jade peaks, nipples the size of a knuckle, also turned from cherry pink to crimson, stood erect, presenting a perfect cylindrical shape. The two tiny needle-like openings at the tips were slightly opening and closing, as if a gentle squeeze would release fragrant, milky fluid, but the seal prevented it. "Mmm~ Mmm~ Mmm!" As her mature, seductive body trembled, the woman's dark tresses scattered, and she uttered curses of defiance, but what came out were a series of meaningless, lustful moans. It turned out that her alluring lips, painted with purple lip gloss, were also fitted with a sturdy metal gag. The silver ring was perfectly positioned between her four sharp canine teeth, as if the distance had been meticulously calculated, leaving no room for escape. Thus, her mouth, forced open into a circle, could only helplessly stick out her pink tongue, emitting shame-filled, whore-like lewd moans. Moreover, even as she desperately sucked, the crystal-clear, sticky saliva still stretched into fine threads, dripping uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth and hanging on her delicate chin, making her, already flushed with shame from being watched by men, even more mortified. Not only that, but the demoness's bewitching eyes, capable of most disturbing the minds of men, were also covered by a red cloth imprinted with a spell. She could not even see the faces of the men who were about to toy with her body, let alone seek revenge later.

"Hahaha, Tang Huairou, you slut, now you know how powerful I am?" Hearing this, Immortal Venerable Jingning snorted coldly and replied, "Do you think this Venerable hasn't made any preparations?" She drew a magic circle in the air with her jade finger and took out a half-person-tall wooden box. As she slowly opened it, what lay inside immediately cast a dark shadow over Nangong Mei's expression. Within the wooden box was a naked woman, her limbs sealed. Her beautiful eyes were covered with talismans, her teeth clamped down on a gag, her cheeks flushed, and her tongue slightly protruded. Countless silver needles pierced her proud breasts, and her enlarged nipples were threaded with rings, connected by two thin chains to a tongue piercing, preventing her delicate tongue from retracting. Her lower body was stuffed with three vibrating pleasure toys of varying sizes. The labia of her honey hole were each pierced with four rings, and her swollen, enlarged clitoris was pierced crosswise by two long nails, a sight of tragic beauty. Yes, this body, subjected to inhuman torture, was Nangong Mei's physical form! "Damn it, how dare you do this to this Cult Master's body!!" Nangong Mei screamed, but in the next moment, several intense waves of pleasure and pain were transmitted from her physical body to her mind across the distance! "Oooohhhhhh—!!" Nangong Mei, in her soul state, wore a complex expression of pleasure and agony. She fell from the air, clutching her tender breasts and honey hole, curling up on the ground and struggling in discomfort. Tang Huairou walked forward, stepped on her hair, and laughed, "Didn't expect this, did you? As long as the distance is close enough, even if your soul leaves your body, the sensations will be transmitted to you without reservation!" "Tang Huairou... you, you despicable wretch! If you have the guts, return my body and let's have a fair fight... Oooohhh—!" Immortal Venerable Jingning ignored her screams and kicked her sensitive, tender honey hole, ordering, "When dealing with your Demonic Cult, this Venerable doesn't believe in honor. Spit out what you swallowed, or this Venerable will show you what it means to wish you were dead!" With that, she took out a "Soul Binding Rope" specifically used to restrain soul bodies and tied Nangong Mei's slender, beautiful arms together behind her back. Her round, full thighs and long, graceful calves were folded and bound tightly, and her ankles and wrists were firmly secured together, forming a beautiful "four-horse-tied-back" posture. She extended her slender fingers, clad in silk gloves, and provocatively teased Nangong Mei's unsuspecting honey hole a few times, laughing, "So, souls get wet too... Heh heh, interesting, interesting..." Nangong Mei was played with until she was dripping with arousal and panting, but she still refused to yield, gritting her teeth and saying, "Whatever means you have, use them. Has this Cult Master ever been afraid?!" "Oh?" Tang Huairou seemed intrigued by her defiance and took out several fist-sized, red-glowing orbs. "These orbs were refined from the Soul Refining Pool in Fengdu Ghost City. They cause no harm to ordinary people, but they are very effective against soul bodies. Let's call them 'Soul Shattering Orbs'." As she spoke, Tang Huairou placed a Soul Shattering Orb on Nangong Mei's plump, peachy buttocks and rolled it gently a few times. "Mmmmaaaahhh—!" Nangong Mei let out a tragically beautiful cry. The Soul Shattering Orb, with just a simple touch, felt like a barbed whip lashing out, leaving a bloody mark on her fair, plump buttocks, piercing her to the core.