Bai Jingyu's Restrained Fast-Wear Journey

Bai Jingyu sat in the back row of the classroom, sunlight streaming through the window onto her fair skin. She was known as the beauty of the school, her long hair cascading like a waterfall over her shoulders, her figure well-proportioned and curvaceous. She always wore a simple school uniform, exuding youthful vitality. It was a normal Monday, the school bell rang, and the teacher began to lecture on history. Her fingers tapped lightly on the desk, her mind wandering to weekend party plans. Suddenly, a dazzling blue light flashed in her vision, as if the whole world had twisted. "Host Bai Jingyu, you have been bound by the system." A mechanical yet gentle voice sounded in her mind, without any warning. Bai Jingyu's body froze. She looked around; her classmates were still listening attentively, and no one seemed to notice her abnormality. She tried to call out, but her voice was stuck in her throat. Mentally, her first reaction was shock. Was this a hallucination? She rubbed her eyes, trying to dispel the strange experience, but the voice continued, "I am the Discipline System. You will travel to various worlds to complete tasks of restraint and discipline. Upon completion, you will receive rewards. The first world is about to begin. Please prepare." Bai Jingyu's heart pounded. She was an ordinary college student, with no intimate experience, and her body was exceptionally sensitive to touch. She tried to respond in her mind, "What is this? Why me?" But the system did not answer directly, only adding, "To ensure the smooth progress of the mission, I will provide you with assistance, such as enhancing your physical sensitivity. This will help you adapt to the environment better. Transmigration begins." The classroom scene rippled like water, and Bai Jingyu felt a wave of dizziness. Her body felt as if it were being pulled into an endless void, her consciousness briefly blurring. When she opened her eyes again, everything had changed. She found herself in a bustling square, the air filled with a mixture of earth and spices. Surrounding her were medieval-style buildings, towering stone walls, and wooden houses. The people were dressed in rough linen clothes. In the center of the square was a raised platform, and she... she was tied there. Bai Jingyu's hands were tied high above her head with rough ropes, fixed to the ends of a cross, and her legs were also spread and tightly bound at the bottom. She was completely naked, her skin exposed to the cool breeze, causing goosebumps to erupt. Her mouth was gagged with a wooden speculum, a round wooden ring with smooth but hard edges, forcing her lips to part and preventing her from closing them. The stimulation of the gag caused her to salivate continuously, dripping down her chin. Her throat was dry, and every swallow felt like being choked by a foreign object, bringing a sense of shame from being forcibly opened. Her tongue could not move freely, only trembling slightly, making her feel helpless, as if she had lost the right to speak. What alarmed her even more was her lower body. A metal chastity belt tightly encased her private parts, the straps extending from her waist to her thighs, the cold touch against her skin. The chastity belt was ingeniously designed, with a small lock in the front preventing any external touch, and inside... her [X_X] was filled with something soft yet firm, like smooth jade or carved wood, slightly curved in shape, filling her internal space. It was not static; with every slight twist of her body, it would gently rub against her inner walls, bringing waves of tingling stimulation. Bai Jingyu's body was already sensitive, and after the system's enhancement, this sensation was amplified. She could feel a warmth rising in her lower body, and every breath seemed to stir the object within, triggering an uncontrollable tremor. The square was filled with noise. Bai Jingyu listened to the surrounding discussions, gradually piecing together her situation. "Look at this new slave, so tender, her skin as white as milk," a middle-aged woman whispered to someone next to her. "Yes, I heard she was captured from afar. Today's auction will surely be lively," another voice chimed in. Fear and shame welled up in Bai Jingyu's heart. She had never imagined she would be exposed in such a state to so many people. Her personality had always been independent and strong; she liked to be in control of her life, but now, everything was out of control. She tried to struggle, but the ropes on the cross were tight. Every pull made her arm muscles ache, and her shoulders felt as if they were dislocating. The sense of being fixed and restrained made her breathless. The host was a tall, elegant woman in a luxurious silk robe, her hair styled up, a professional smile on her face. She walked onto the platform and surveyed the crowd: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to today's slave auction! We have rare goods from exotic lands. Look at this beauty, her body is flawless, absolutely top-tier. Starting bid fifty gold coins. Who will go first?" Bai Jingyu's eyes widened. She understood – this was a slave auction. Whoever bought her would become her master. Her mental defenses began to crumble, tears welling up in her eyes, but she forced herself to calm down. The system sounded in her mind: "Mission: Accept restraint and discipline, adapt to the first world. Remember, sensitivity has been enhanced; this will help you complete it." This made her feel even more absurd. Why was the help in this form? The object in her lower body shifted slightly with her unease. The metal edge of the chastity belt rubbed against her inner thighs, bringing a cool sensation mixed with a faint itch, causing her to involuntarily clench her legs, but this only intensified the object's movement within her. The bidding began. Someone in the crowd shouted, "Sixty gold coins!" The host smiled and approached Bai Jingyu, her fingers gently caressing her shoulder. "Oh, look at this delicate skin, so alluring." Her touch made Bai Jingyu's body tremble; her sensitive skin reacted like an electric current, the light touch on her shoulder seeming to ignite nerves throughout her body. The host continued, bidding and playing: "Seventy gold coins, we have a bid! Let me showcase her charm." She reached out and pinched Bai Jingyu's arm. The pull of the ropes made Bai Jingyu's chest rise and fall slightly. The gag forced her to emit only muffled whimpers, the sound echoing in her throat, adding a sense of humiliation from being silenced.

Bai Jingyu spent a restless night on the soft bed, the restraints preventing her from truly relaxing. The wooden edge of the gag continuously pressed against her lips and teeth. Every time she tried to close her mouth, the hard wooden ring inflicted a dull ache, forcing her to remain open-mouthed, saliva occasionally slipping from the corners of her lips and dampening the pillow. She tried to push it away with her tongue, but that only caused her tongue tip to rub against the rough texture of the wood, triggering a slight, itchy sensation, as if her tongue were trapped in a narrow cage, unable to stretch freely. The chastity device on her lower body clung tightly to her skin. As the night grew colder, the metal straps felt like a layer of icy armor around her waist and the base of her thighs. Each turn would tug at the tender skin of her inner thighs, bringing a slight stinging sensation, as if the skin were being gently torn. The object inside her [X_X] maintained a full presence in stillness, its smooth, curved shape pressing against her inner walls, subtly rising and falling with the rhythm of her breath, causing waves of warm throbbing that made sleep elusive. Her mind churned in the darkness, trying to make sense of the absurdity of it all—from school to this medieval world. Her independent and strong personality made her repeatedly tell herself that this was temporary, that she had to find a way out. But her body's sensitive reactions made it impossible to ignore the persistent stimulation. The system occasionally whispered in her mind, "Sensitivity is increasing to help you adapt." This filled her with a contradictory helplessness, as if even her own body were betraying her. As dawn broke, the door creaked open. Song Yue entered, her footsteps light but carrying an undeniable authority. As a shrewd slave merchant, she always handled matters with a strong hand, though a flicker of gentle control occasionally flashed in her eyes. She scrutinized Bai Jingyu, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Awake? Today is your first lesson: learn obedience." Bai Jingyu's eyes widened. She tried to shake her head in protest, but the gag only allowed her to emit a muffled whimper. The sound echoed dully in her throat, adding to the frustration of being stripped of her right to express herself. Song Yue said no more, calling for her assistants—two young female servants. They skillfully helped Bai Jingyu up from the bed. Her arms had regained some sensation after the night's rest, but when the servants bound her hands behind her back again, the tightness of the ropes returned. The rough fibers chafed her wrists, creating a constant pressure, like a reminder of her lost freedom. They led Bai Jingyu to a spacious hall deep within the manor, adorned with various opulent furnishings and decorations. In one corner of the hall stood a glass display case, about two meters high, shaped like a transparent, upright coffin. The interior was narrow, just enough space for one person to stand. Song Yue explained, "This is my private collection room. You will be displayed here as a work of art. The first lesson is simple: learn to stand, learn to be observed, without resistance." Her voice was calm but revealed her decisive nature. She enjoyed testing the limits of slaves in this manner, while simultaneously calculating their potential value. A surge of resistance welled up in Bai Jingyu's heart. Her strong personality made her silently repeat in her mind: I am not an object. But when the servants pushed her into the display case, she could not resist, only allowing them to adjust her posture. First came the sensory deprivation. The servants began by blindfolding Bai Jingyu with a wide black silk ribbon. The ribbon was soft but completely opaque, wrapped tightly around her head, blocking all light. The loss of sight plunged her into darkness, causing a disorienting panic. It was as if the world had suddenly shrunk to encompass only herself. Next, they inserted soft wax balls into her ears. The wax balls were warm and sticky, filling her ear canals and blocking out external sounds, leaving only the echoes of her heartbeat and breathing amplified in her mind. The closure of her hearing made her feel isolated and helpless. The sound of each swallow of saliva buzzed in her ears, as if she were trapped in a vacuum bubble. On her nose, they clipped a small metal clamp, gently pressing on her nostrils and restricting airflow, making her breathing shallow and rapid. The coolness of the clamp stimulated the mucous membranes of her nasal passages, causing a subtle tickle. Each inhale felt like passing through a narrow passage, increasing the effort of breathing. The gag remained in her mouth, not removed. It forced her lips open, preventing her tongue from moving. The hardness of the wooden ring became more prominent in the sensory deprivation. Every attempt to move her mouth caused the wooden edge to rub against her gums, inflicting a mild soreness, as if her mouth were an eternally open entrance. Touch was the only remaining sense, but it was also heightened. The glass walls of the display case were cool and smooth. When they secured Bai Jingyu's ankles to metal rings at the bottom of the case, her legs were spread slightly. The skin of the soles of her feet pressed against the cold glass floor. The chill spread from her toes upwards, causing a continuous shiver. The servants continued to adjust her posture, raising her arms high and securing them to hooks at the top of the display case. Ropes extended from her wrists to the hooks, pulled taut. The pulling sensation tensed the muscles in her shoulders. Every slight sway brought a dull, stretching ache, as if her arms were being pulled upward by an invisible force, unable to hang down. Her back was forced against the cabinet wall. The smooth glass surface slid against her skin, the coolness seeping into her spine, making her involuntarily want to arch her back. But the fixed posture did not allow it, so she could only endure the oppressive closeness. The chastity device and the object inside her [X_X] remained in place. The standing posture in the display case made the effect of gravity more pronounced. The object shifted slightly downward inside her, pressing deep into her inner walls, causing a full, distending pain. Each breath felt like a gentle stirring, and heat spread from her lower abdomen. The metal straps of the chastity device dug into the skin at the base of her thighs as she stood. With the fixed posture, the indentations gradually deepened, causing a dull, frictional stimulation, as if invisible lines were being drawn on her skin.

The familiar voice in her mind chimed, "Host, escape attempt recorded. Mission requires completion of restraint and discipline. Failure will result in world reset. Punishment is about to begin. I will provide assistance: physical sensitivity increased by 20% to enhance the experience." Bai Jingyu's heart pounded, and she bit her lip, trying to suppress the panic within. Having no sexual experience, she was already terrified of these unknown torments, and the system's "assistance" often made them harder to bear. Her body was already sensitive, and now it was further amplified, every touch potentially magnified into an uncontrollable reaction. She looked up and saw Song Yue push the door open. She was a tall woman, dressed in a deep red robe, her eyes as sharp as a falcon's. As a slave merchant in this world, Song Yue controlled the fates of countless people, and now her attention was focused entirely on Bai Jingyu. "It seems your adventure last night has ended," Song Yue's voice was calm but carried an undeniable authority. She walked closer slowly, looking down at Bai Jingyu. "To flee without permission is the greatest provocation against my rules. Did you think you could escape? In this market, no one can defy me." Bai Jingyu's throat felt dry, and she managed to speak, "I... I just wanted to go home. I am not your slave." Song Yue let out a light laugh, devoid of any warmth. "Go home? This is your world until you learn obedience. Your escape yesterday cost me time and manpower. Today, you will pay the price for this mistake. The punishment will be severe, to make you remember the lesson." A chill spread through Bai Jingyu's heart. She tried to step back, but the walls of the room blocked her path. Song Yue said no more, clapping her hands. Two female assistants immediately entered and pulled Bai Jingyu up. Their movements were practiced and strong as they dragged Bai Jingyu to a wooden platform in the center of the room. The platform resembled a special bed, with metal rings and straps fixed around it. Bai Jingyu struggled, but her strength had been depleted by the previous night's escape. "Let me go!" Bai Jingyu cried, her breathing becoming rapid. Mentally, she felt a desperate helplessness. Everything in this world felt like a nightmare, and she was just an ordinary teenage girl, pretty and well-proportioned, caught in such a vortex. Her skin was fair and delicate, her long hair disheveled over her shoulders, and the curves of her chest rose and fell slightly with her struggles. Song Yue shook her head. "Struggling will only make the punishment longer. Remember, you brought this upon yourself." She personally stepped forward and took a set of restraints from a nearby rack. It was a device made of soft yet strong leather and metal chains, designed to be both exquisite and cruel. The assistants first pulled Bai Jingyu's hands behind her back, binding her wrists with wide leather straps. Chains extended from her wrists to hooks at the base of the platform, immobilizing her upper body. Her legs were also spread apart, her knees bent as she knelt on the platform, her calves tightly bound by leather straps to metal rods, ensuring she remained in a semi-kneeling position, unable to close her legs or escape. Bai Jingyu's body began to tremble. The restraints made her feel completely exposed and powerless. Her arms were stretched straight, her shoulders aching slightly, and the spread of her legs tightened her lower body, each breath tugging at her sensitive skin. The system's enhancement had made her senses abnormally acute; even the gentle friction of the leather straps against her skin made her involuntarily let out a soft moan. Mentally, she felt a mixture of shame and fear: Why had she ended up like this? She should have been spending ordinary days at school, but instead, she had been thrown into this place by the system to face such discipline. Song Yue checked the tightness of the restraints, ensuring each strap was snug, neither causing permanent injury nor restricting her freedom too much. "This restraint is called the 'Lock of Remorse'," Song Yue explained, her tone like that of an art critic. "It will make you feel completely bound, unable to escape with any part of your body. Next, comes the punishment." Bai Jingyu's eyes widened. She tried to turn her head, but a thin chain around her neck restricted her movement. "Please... don't." Her voice trembled, and her body's sensitivity made her anticipate how intense the coming torment would be. Song Yue ignored her and picked up a long, slender rattan cane from the rack. The cane was flexible and elastic, its end forked into several strands. It didn't look brutal, but it could deliver precise pain. "Phase one: whipping your back and legs, to make you pay for every step you took to escape." Song Yue's voice was calm as she moved behind Bai Jingyu. The first stroke of the rattan fell, lightly striking Bai Jingyu's shoulder blade. It wasn't a heavy blow, but a precise lash that brought a stinging, fiery pain. Bai Jingyu's body jolted, and the increased sensitivity made her feel not just pain, but a strange sensation mixed with a wave of heat. Her skin quickly turned red, and a warmth spread from the point of impact throughout her body. "Ah!" she couldn't help but gasp, a sense of humiliation washing over her: she felt like a child being disciplined, yet with the shame of an adult. Song Yue continued, the rattan falling rhythmically, each stroke landing on a different spot—her back, the inner thigh, her buttocks. It wasn't a continuous lashing, but spaced out, allowing Bai Jingyu time to feel the aftershocks of each strike. Her body reacted intensely: faint red marks appeared on her skin, her muscles tensed with each blow, and her breathing became rapid. The system's assistance transformed the pain into a peculiar sensitivity, each strike like an electric current stimulating her nerve endings, forcing her to grit her teeth and endure. Mentally, she began to reflect on her impulse last night: was escaping really worth it? This punishment made her feel utterly powerless, tears welling up in her eyes. "Do you feel the lesson?" Song Yue asked, pausing for a moment to let Bai Jingyu catch her breath. "This is designed for every step you took last night. Continuing to escape will only make it more severe."

In the recovery area, Bai Jingyu sat on a soft cushion, taking several deep breaths to calm the lingering tremors in her body. She closed her eyes, her consciousness entering the slave space. In the mist, Song Yue was still fixed on the triangular wooden horse, her hands raised high by chains, her legs slightly apart. Seeing Bai Jingyu's projection appear, Song Yue's eyes lit up: "Master, your test today—PP, you seem more relaxed than before. Are those tests... still ongoing?" Bai Jingyu nodded, "Yes, it's the fifth day. The frames are becoming more complex. Now it simulates a living room environment, and I have to serve tea and water while restrained. The buckles and straps make me cautious with every step." She described the angle restriction on squatting with the knee straps, the pulling force of the shoulder chains, and the feeling of restriction in her arms when holding a cup. As Song Yue listened, she slightly adjusted her posture, though the chains limited her movement, "It sounds like training you to be a perfect attendant. Master, such restraints will gradually make the body adapt to that controlled state. You can try focusing on your breathing; each movement is like following a rhythm. Remember, you can always find strength in it." Bai Jingyu felt a hint of comfort, "Thank you, Song Yue. Your words make me feel less alone. Lin Wei said the next phase will be more integrated into daily life, and I'm a little worried." Song Yue responded softly, "Whatever it is, Master, you can handle it. Think of the day we reunite; I will prepare everything for you, so you can relax completely." Their exchange was brief but warm. As Bai Jingyu withdrew, she felt her spirit slightly recovered. Ten minutes later, she returned to the laboratory. Lin Wei had prepared a new device, not a frame this time, but a restraint system designed to simulate pet postures. A soft carpet was laid in the center of the room, with several low pieces of furniture arranged around it. Lin Wei pointed to the equipment on the floor, "This is the adult dog mode, the advanced part of the second stage. Your body will be fixed in a quadrupedal position, simulating pet behavior. This will further test your flexibility and obedience. Take off the scarf and kneel down." Bai Jingyu's body obeyed. She knelt on the ground, her limbs on all fours. Lin Wei began the installation, starting with the pads for her knees and elbows: thick leather pads covered the joints, lined with fleece to prevent friction. Flexible straps at the bottom secured her knees and elbows at ground level, preventing full extension. As the straps tightened, her legs and arms were stretched to the appropriate angle, forcing her upper body to remain horizontal with her hips slightly raised. Next were the waist and chest support straps: a wide belt encircled her waist, connecting to a mesh harness on her chest. The material was soft yet strong, fixing her body's curves and preventing her upper body from lifting or drooping excessively. Lin Wei continued to add restraints to her wrists and ankles. These restraints were connected to the waist belt by short chains, the length of which allowed only small movements of her limbs, like a pet crawling, but prevented her from standing or swinging them widely. Head restraint was a lightweight headband that circled her forehead, connected to a thin chain on the collar, limiting the upward angle of her head, allowing only downward or slight turning. The mask this time was semi-transparent, allowing a blurred vision but not completely obscuring it. The soft silicone ring in her mouth remained the same, restricting speech to muffled syllables. Bai Jingyu began to crawl, her elbows and knees touching the ground with the cushioning of the pads. The waist belt supported her body's balance, and the chains limited the stride, making her adjust carefully with every small movement forward. The pull of the head chain kept her head down, her vision filled with the texture of the carpet. The vibration of [X_X] quietly activated, gentle pulses spreading from [X_X], and the ring-shaped device in [X_X] synchronized its massage, bringing a faint warmth. Lin Wei approached, observing, "Your posture is very elegant. This mode is suitable for prolonged maintenance; we will gradually increase interaction." As the test progressed, Lin Wei handed her a small ball, "Pick it up with your mouth and bring it to me." Bai Jingyu lowered her head, took the ball in her mouth. The silicone ring made the action a bit clumsy. She crawled back, her body trembling slightly as the chains pulled. Lin Wei took the ball and smiled, "Very good. The data shows your muscle tension is adapting. Now, let's add some stimulation."

The process continued for a long time, with the mages in the hall taking turns. Each played with her in a different way: some lightly brushed her neck, causing the nipple clamps to pulsate; others pressed her legs, increasing the tension of the leg chains; and some focused on the head chains, gently turning her gaze to meet everyone's eyes. After each manipulation, Lila injected a small dose of aphrodisiac, strengthening the circulation. The cycle of [X_X] and edging alternated, and Bai Jingyu's body became like a taut bowstring, climbing to the peak again and again, only to be pulled back to the valley. Her descriptions grew increasingly vague: "This heat... it surges from within, then suddenly disappears... it's torture." Lila nodded, "Precisely. Such is the allure of dark magic—fleeting peaks, eternal emptiness." As a senior mage stepped forward, she brought a small magic orb. The sphere hovered near Bai Jingyu's [X_X], releasing waves of warm energy that synchronized with her [X_X]. "Feel this, dark mage. It will amplify your sensitivity." The energy waves caused ripples to spread across her [X_X], and the net on Bai Jingyu's waist tightened. She whispered, "I... I'm almost there." The [X_X] surged like a tide, and after edging, her body twitched slightly, tears streaming down her cheeks. Another apprentice stepped forward, gently tracing the curve of her arm with a finger, observing the reaction of the restraints. "Her skin is so smooth, yet her reactions are so intense. Dark magic truly twists everything." Lila adjusted the restraints from time to time, ensuring Bai Jingyu remained in a spread-eagle position. The arm chains held her immobile, preventing her from covering her breasts, while the leg chains spread her legs, leaving her [X_X] completely exposed to their ministrations. The accumulated aphrodisiac made each [X_X] come faster, and the frustration of edging more pronounced. Bai Jingyu's mind occasionally registered the system's voice: "Sensitivity auxiliary optimization, progress advanced 20%." But this only made her suffering more unbearable. As one mage played with her, lightly touching the [X_X] ring, eliciting a strong pulsation, she gasped, "Again... please let me finish." After the [X_X] was interrupted, her body went limp, supported by the chains. The turns continued for nearly two hours, the hall echoing with whispers and Bai Jingyu's gasps. The last mage was an experienced mentor. She approached and placed her hands on Bai Jingyu's chest, pressing the nipple clamps. "This is a profound lesson. Dark magic robs you of your control." After the final [X_X], the edging blurred Bai Jingyu's vision, and she murmured, "Enough... I understand." As everyone retreated, Lila stepped forward and waved her staff, pausing the intense mode of the restraints but maintaining low-frequency operation to sustain the edging. She turned to the crowd, "Do you see? If anyone learns dark magic, they will suffer such punishment—their bodies completely bound, their will repeatedly tormented until complete submission. Dark magic is not power, but shackles. Meeting adjourned." The hall gradually emptied, leaving Bai Jingyu still fixed to the wall, the restraints and chains in their original state. Lila approached her and inspected the apparatus. "That's all for today. You will remain in this state to reflect on your transgressions. Tomorrow, I will return to release you and continue the punishment." Bai Jingyu's breath still trembled, and she whispered in response, "This... is too long. Please remove at least some of it." Lila shook her head, her gaze cold. "No, this is necessary. The prison runes monitor everything. Adapt well, dark mage." After Lila left, the hall lights dimmed, and Bai Jingyu remained alone on the wall, the slight pull of the chains a constant reminder of her predicament. The lingering effects of the aphrodisiac caused her body to occasionally throb, and the low-frequency pulse of the restraints kept her on the brink of climax, unable to find release. She could only close her eyes, trying to calm her thoughts. In her mind, the system's voice sounded: "Task progress is good. Persevere, host." But for now, she could only wait, enveloped by the cage of restraint, as night gradually descended.

Lila's legs still held the residual warmth of the glass cylinder, the hollow tug making her involuntarily clamp them together. "Bai Jingyu... it's so sensitive there, the heat from the aphrodisiac hasn't faded..." Bai Jingyu's fingers lightly touched [X_X], the slight provocation making Lila's body tremble, the heat erupting like a volcano. "Touching... it's so intense, like an electric current shooting up from below..." Her words were cut off by a gasp as Bai Jingyu inserted the ring. Lila's cry followed, "It's in... it hurts, but the heat is even stronger, like hot waves churning inside..." Once the ring was secured, each movement brought a metallic tug, the unbearable sensation accumulating in layers. The throbbing ache in her lower body echoed the pulsations in her breasts, making Lila feel like her entire body was a sensitive vessel, unable to escape this invisible torment. After the adornment was complete, Bai Jingyu began to restrain Lila's body. She first placed a wide leather collar around Lila's neck, to which a long chain was attached. The edges were soft yet unbreakable. Lila's neck was gently tightened, the pressure making her breath quicken. "The collar... it's so tight, my throat is being pressed, the heat is surging up from my chest..." Bai Jingyu continued, pulling Lila's hands behind her back and securing them with leather straps parallel to her spine, then reinforcing them at the elbows to ensure her upper body couldn't move freely. Lila's body leaned forward, the posture causing the nails on her breasts to sway slightly, bringing waves of stinging pain. "My arms are bound... my breasts are pulled tighter, the nails are rubbing, it's so swollen..." Her legs were also restrained. She was guided to kneel, and Bai Jingyu used straps to bind her calves and thighs together, forcing her to crawl on all fours like a human-shaped dog. The pressure on her knees and the tugging of the ring between her legs intertwined, the unbearable sensation washing over her like a tide. "My legs are bent... with every step I crawl, my lower body feels like it's being stretched, heat flowing between my legs, it's unbearable..." Finally, Bai Jingyu added a connecting strap around Lila's waist and hips, forming a complete restraint network. Her posture was fixed in a canine position, unable to stand, only able to crawl with her head down. "Very good, Lila. Now, you are my dog slave. We're going to the street to register your slave status." Bai Jingyu pulled the chain, and Lila's body moved with it. She responded in a low voice, "Bai Jingyu... going out like this, so many people will see... my body is so exposed, the nails and the ring are trembling, that heat makes me so flustered..." But she didn't resist, obediently crawling out of the cell and into the street outside. The morning light fell on her skin, the contrast between the coolness and the heat making her body convulse slightly. "The sun is shining... my skin is so cold, but inside it's burning like fire..." As the street became more crowded with pedestrians, all of them women, they saw the sight and were first stunned, then their eyes flickered with curiosity and playful interest. A woman in a long dress approached and knelt down, gently touching Lila's shoulder. "Oh, look at this... a collar and a chain, just like a tamed pet. Those nails on her breasts, so shiny." Lila's body trembled, the touch making the nails on her breasts sway slightly, the heat surging. "Touching... so sensitive, the nails are pulling, that swelling ache makes me feel like I'm going to break..." She crawled with her head down, her voice weak. "Please... don't touch there... the heat is churning inside..." Bai Jingyu continued to walk, pulling the chain. Another passerby leaned in, her fingers sliding over Lila's back. "Such smooth skin, crawling around like this, it must be very stimulating, right? Look at that ring between her legs, it's trembling slightly, as if inviting someone to play." Lila's legs tightened, the verbal teasing making her blush and her ears burn, the heat surging upwards from her lower body like waves. "Her words... make me feel so ashamed, the ring is rubbing, the heat is getting even more intense..." She tried to crawl faster, but her restrained posture made every step slow and difficult. The friction of her knees and the coolness of the ground intensified the unbearable sensation. "Crawling... my legs are so sore, the ring is pulling my lower body, like a hot current flowing inside, I can't stop..." More and more passersby gathered. Someone lightly patted her buttocks. "Crawl faster, little dog slave. Where is your master taking you? To register as a slave? That's truly interesting." The force of the pat made Lila's body shake, the sensation on her buttocks intertwining with the heat, causing her to let out a low moan. "Patting... the heat is surging from behind, spreading like waves..." Her breathing quickened, tears welling up in her eyes. The verbal teasing was like an invisible whip, lashing at her will. "They're laughing at me... calling me a pet, that shame makes me feel like my body is burning..." The street gradually widened, and pedestrians surrounded them. A woman bent down and tugged at the nails on Lila's breasts. "These nails are so exquisite, what happens if I pull one? Look, her body is trembling." The pain of the tug shot up like an electric shock, Lila's body spasming. "Pulling... it hurts so much, but the heat is being ignited, rushing down from my chest..." Her words were cut off by a gasp. Bai Jingyu merely smiled slightly and continued to pull the chain forward. Another passerby's finger reached into Lila's legs, lightly touching the [X_X] ring. "You're wearing a ring here too, so obedient. How does it feel? Is it hot?" The moment she was touched, the heat erupted like a volcano, and Lila's body tensed sharply. "Touching there... a heatwave exploded from below, like it's going to melt me..." She pleaded in a low voice, "Please... stop touching, that feeling is too intense, unbearable..." But the passersby's teasing didn't stop. Someone squatted down and whispered in her ear, "Little slave, crawling so slowly, is it because it's too hot inside to move? Looking at your expression, you're enjoying it so much." Those words were like hot wind blowing into her ear, Lila's cheeks flushed, and the heat spread throughout her body. "Their words... make me feel so helpless, that heat is piling up layer by layer like a tide..." Along the way, a group of women formed a circle, blocking their path. They took turns touching Lila's body: some caressed her waist, some gently squeezed her [X_X] nails, and others patted her legs. Lila's crawling was forced to stop, the multiple touches causing an unbearable sensation to sweep over her like a storm. "So many people touching... my breasts, my waist, my legs... heat is surging from everywhere, like countless waves crashing..." Her voice trembled. "Bai Jingyu... they're playing with me, that heat makes me feel like my body is going to explode..." Bai Jingyu tightened the chain, her voice gentle yet firm. "Keep crawling, Lila. This is proof of your obedience." Lila forced herself to move forward, each crawl bringing the friction of metal and the surge of heat. The verbal teasing rained down like raindrops. "Look at her crawling, so cute." "After registering as a slave, you'll be completely hers." "Her body is trembling, so sensitive." These words layered Lila's shame upon shame, intertwining with the heat in her body into a net, pushing her to the edge. Finally, they arrived at a registration hall at the end of the street, the official place for slave contracts. The hall was softly lit, and several female staff members looked up, smiling slightly at Lila's appearance. Bai Jingyu handed the chain to a staff member. "Register Lila as my private slave." The staff member nodded, and they guided Lila onto a low platform. In the center of the platform was a branding device, its iron head engraved with the slave mark—a circular pattern symbolizing obedience. Lila's body was secured on the platform, her buttocks facing upwards. The posture exposed the ring between her legs, the heat burning like fire. "I'm secured... my hips are up, so exposed, that heat is churning inside..." The staff heated the branding iron, and the air filled with the heat of metal. One staff member whispered, "Once the mark is branded, you will belong to her forever. How does it feel?" Lila's breathing quickened. "The hot air is blowing... I'm so flustered, that heat makes me feel like I'm going to melt..."

The night deepened in the prison hall of the Sorcerer's Association, Bai Jingyu's body still fixed within the obsidian crystal pod, the vines entwined like invisible shackles against her skin. Runes on the pod pulsed with a faint blue light, maintaining her posture: arms bound behind her back, shoulders stretched to their limit; legs slightly parted, knees unable to bend; a slender chain around her neck gently pulling her head upwards. The residual effects left her with a profound weariness, her thoughts drifting in the darkness. Though the system's voice had sounded, it couldn't dispel the despair seeping from the void. She tried to regulate her breathing, to calm the turmoil within, but the lingering heat of the aphrodisiac still smoldered, a persistent warmth ready to reignite at any moment. After an indeterminate amount of time—perhaps only a few hours, perhaps nearing dawn—the hall door creaked open again, Lila's footsteps echoing in the silence. This time, she was alone, her purple robes casting a sharp silhouette in the dim light, her silver hair cascading like a waterfall, her eyes holding a satisfied, appraising glint. Lila approached the pod, her staff tapping lightly on the floor. The runes on the pod responded, and the curtain of mist slowly receded. Light re-entered Bai Jingyu's vision, and she blinked, adjusting to the sudden brightness. Lila's voice was calm yet irrefutable: "Black sorceress, has a night of stillness brought you a deeper understanding of your crimes? The isolation of the void is merely the beginning. Today, we will enter a deeper phase of purification, immersing your body and will completely in chastisement." Bai Jingyu's throat felt dry. She tried to speak, her voice weak and tinged with a plea: "Guild Leader... I am already very tired. That emptiness makes it almost impossible for me to think. Please, at least give me some rest." Lila did not respond. She simply waved her staff, and the vines on the pod loosened, but did not release entirely. They retreated slowly, like living things, while simultaneously lifting Bai Jingyu's body and transferring it to a new apparatus on the other side of the hall. This device was a cage constructed from delicate silver metal rods, shaped like a towering birdcage, about two meters in diameter and three meters high. The bars were narrow, yet wide enough to contain a person. The base of the cage was a movable platform, etched with suppression runes, capable of connecting to an external magical pool. Lila explained, "This cage will be your next dwelling. It will hold you within, preventing escape, and then immerse you in a pool designed for purification. The liquid in that pool will heighten your senses, but only specific stimuli will remind you of obedience." Bai Jingyu's heart sank as she felt Lila's magical power push her into the cage. First, her limbs were secured to the cage's bars: her legs were spread apart, her ankles and calves tightly bound to the lower horizontal bars, her knees slightly bent, unable to close or straighten; her arms were raised and pulled towards the upper bars, her wrists and forearms wrapped and secured with flexible magic ribbons, her shoulders once again feeling that familiar stretching ache. Her torso was supported by several horizontal bars, with ring-like structures at her waist and beneath her chest, ensuring she could not lean forward or twist. Her neck was also connected to the top of the cage by a thin chain, forcing her head to tilt slightly upwards. The entire posture left her completely exposed, her body pinned like on a cross, unable to move, only feeling the cold touch of the metal bars against her skin. Lila inspected these restraints, her staff tapping lightly on each ribbon, reinforcing their strength. "Thus, you will be utterly unable to break free. The cage will protect you, and at the same time, imprison you." Bai Jingyu tried to struggle, but the tightness of the ribbons allowed only a slight tremor. "These bars are too hard... my arms ache so much, and my legs are spread too wide." Lila nodded. "Precisely. Now, take these accessories to enhance your reflection." She produced an eye mask and a gag from her robes. The eye mask was made of soft black cloth, lined with magic runes, completely blocking out light. The gag was a spherical device, smooth on the surface, connected by a thin chain, preventing her from speaking but allowing basic breathing. Lila first placed the eye mask over Bai Jingyu's eyes, and the world instantly plunged into complete darkness. Her heart rate quickened. "I can't see anything... this will make me more afraid." Then, the gag was inserted into her mouth, secured at the back of her head, silencing her voice, allowing only low whimpers. Lila stepped back with satisfaction and waved her staff. The cage's base began to move. It slowly descended, carrying Bai Jingyu's body into a pool in the center of the hall. This pool was a wide, circular basin filled with a deep blue liquid—a concentrated essence of aphrodisiac, brewed from rare magical herbs, its surface emitting a faint steam and a subtle sweet fragrance. The cage submerged into the pool until Bai Jingyu was submerged up to her chest, only her head and upper chest remaining exposed. The aphrodisiac quickly permeated her skin, a warm current spreading upwards from her legs, igniting the desire within. Bai Jingyu's body tensed slightly within the restraints. She tried to writhe, but the cage's hold prevented escape, leaving her to the liquid's embrace, which enveloped her sensitive parts. Lila observed from the edge of the pool. "This pool will keep the aphrodisiac active, pushing your senses to their limit. But to ensure you remember your lesson, only [X_X] nipple clamps will deliver occasional electric shocks. That is the only external stimulus, a reminder of the consequences of black magic." She produced two exquisite nipple clamps, each like a miniature silver [X_X], embedded with energy cores that would randomly release mild electric shocks. Lila carefully attached them to Bai Jingyu's [X_X], the tightness of the clamps bringing a slight sting, followed by the activation of the energy cores, emitting a low hum. Bai Jingyu's whimpers escaped through the gag, her body twitching slightly in the cage. "Mmm... the heat is surging inside... it's too intense." The aphrodisiac in the pool began to take effect, the heat spreading like a tide from her lower body upwards, awakening every sensitive point. Bai Jingyu's skin grew hot, the liquid like countless tiny tendrils caressing the insides of her thighs, her buttocks, and her lower abdomen, gradually coalescing into an uncontrollable desire. Her breathing quickened, issuing broken gasps through the gag. The darkness behind the eye mask made everything feel more intense. She tried to clench her legs together, but the bars' restraint left her completely exposed. The aphrodisiac's penetration made her feel an internal swelling, desire burning like a flame with nowhere to be released. In her mind, the system's voice quietly sounded: "Host, aphrodisiac concentration has reached its peak. Seek an opportunity for a counterattack, but endure in this current phase." Suddenly, the nipple clamps delivered their first shock—a sharp yet brief current shot directly into her [X_X], piercing her nerves like a needle. Bai Jingyu's body jolted violently, her whimpers growing louder. "Ugh... it hurts... but the heat is even stronger." Though brief, the shock amplified the aphrodisiac's effect, bringing desire in waves. She felt her lower body swelling in the liquid, heat accumulating, but unable to express it due to the restraints and the gag, she could only endure the unbearable torment. Time seemed to stretch, each second an eternity. The sweet scent of the aphrodisiac filled her nostrils. In the darkness, she fantasized about previous training sessions, the frustrating delays now replaced by endless craving. She tried to recall Song Yue and Lin Wei, those former world masters now confined to the slave space, but these thoughts were quickly drowned by desire.

The four slaves exchanged a furtive glance, a spark of mischief and longing in their eyes. The thrill of the competition had ignited a peculiar thought within them – Bai Jingyu always held all the control, so why not turn the tables this time, and let her taste what it was like to be completely dominated? Song Yue was the first to speak, whispering to Xia Qingqing, "Empress, look how relaxed our Mistress is. Should we… give her a surprise? Let her feel that inescapable restraint too." Xia Qingqing paused for a moment, then a glint of excitement flashed in her eyes, "Yes, I also want to see Jingyu like that. She's always so composed. This time, the four of us together, let's give her an unbearable taste." Lin Wei nodded in agreement, her voice soft yet firm, "Yes, let's use those metal restraints from the space, be strict, and seal her senses, making her completely dependent on us." Lila, with her exotic charm, added a touch of cunning, "The plan is simple. Distract her first, then act suddenly. Who will go first?" Their whispers drifted like fine rain in the space, unnoticed by Bai Jingyu, who remained with her eyes closed, a faint smile on her lips. Song Yue made the first move, rising and approaching Bai Jingyu, saying softly, "Mistress, let me massage your shoulders. You must be tired after the competition." Bai Jingyu opened her eyes and smiled, "Alright, Song Yue." Song Yue's hands landed on her shoulders, the touch gentle and familiar, but just as Bai Jingyu relaxed, Lin Wei stealthily approached from behind, holding metal handcuffs that materialized from the space – made of smooth silver alloy, lined with soft yet resilient padding, the cuffs wide enough to completely secure her wrists. Lin Wei's movements were swift as the wind. She suddenly seized Bai Jingyu's hands, snapping the cuffs shut with a "click." The cold metal instantly seeped into her skin. Bai Jingyu's body stiffened, her eyes widening in surprise, "Lin Wei? What… what are you doing?" Seeing this, Xia Qingqing immediately stepped forward, summoning another pair of metal shackles from the space. The chain was short, allowing only small steps. She knelt down and quickly fastened them around Bai Jingyu's ankles. The weight of the metal pressed against her skin, bringing a heavy sense of oppression, "Jingyu, don't move. This is our little surprise. You always play with us, now it's our turn." Bai Jingyu tried to struggle, but the lock on the handcuffs was incredibly strong, and the hardness of the alloy made it impossible for her to exert any force, only feeling the throbbing pain of her wrists being tightly bound, "Empress… Song Yue, Lin Wei, Lila, what is this… let me go." Her voice held a hint of panic, yet was also tinged with curiosity. Lila produced a metal collar from the side, its ring thick, with subtle protrusions on the inside that could gently stimulate the skin of the neck. She moved behind Bai Jingyu and fastened the collar with a "click," connecting it to the chain of the handcuffs, pulling her arms back and securing them. This posture forced her shoulders back, her chest involuntarily arching forward, "Mistress, don't worry, we'll be gentle. We just want you to feel what it's like to be completely restrained, unable to move, unable to escape." Bai Jingyu's heart began to race. The cold of the metal simultaneously transmitted from her wrists, ankles, and neck. The pull of the chains caused her body to lean slightly forward, unable to stand upright. Song Yue stepped forward and produced a metal sensory deprivation device – first, an exquisite silver blindfold, its material smooth as a mirror, completely blocking her vision, lined with soft padding that pressed tightly against her eyelids. She gently covered Bai Jingyu's eyes, and the world instantly plunged into darkness, "Mistress, you can't see now. You can only feel." Bai Jingyu's breathing grew rapid. In the darkness, the oppressive sensation of the metal magnified a hundredfold. She whispered, "Song Yue… this is too sudden. My hands are cuffed, so tight. My wrists are swelling, like they're being strangled." The occlusion of the blindfold made her lose all control of her surroundings. The fear of the unknown intertwined with the stimulation, causing her body to tremble slightly. Next were the earplugs. Lin Wei produced two small metal earplugs, their surfaces inlaid with micro-devices that blocked sound but allowed whispers to pass through. She gently inserted them into Bai Jingyu's ear canals. The cool, smooth sensation of the metal penetrated deep into her earlobes, instantly shutting out the sounds of the candlelight and the scent of incense, leaving only silence, "Mistress, you can't hear now, can you? Now, you are completely sealed. You can only feel our touch." Bai Jingyu's ears buzzed. The oppressive silence washed over her like a tide. She tried to shake her head, but was restricted by the collar's chain. The protrusions on the neck gently rubbed against her skin, causing a tickling sensation, "Lin Wei… I can't hear. It's so quiet, so frightening… Every touch on my body is so clear. The handcuffs are pulling my arms, so sore and swollen, my shoulders feel like they're dislocating." Her voice sounded weak in the silence, the unbearable sense of isolation making her heart race and her mind become disoriented. The four slaves exchanged a triumphant glance. Xia Qingqing whispered, "Now, take her to the center of the platform. There are more severe restraints there." They helped Bai Jingyu up together, the chains of the handcuffs and shackles clinking. Every step restricted her movement, and the weight of the metal made her calf muscles ache. Lila led the way, while Song Yue and Lin Wei supported her arms on either side, the pulling sensation extending from her wrists to her shoulder blades, "Mistress, hold on. We're going to have you sit on that metal frame." In the center of the platform, a metal restraint frame slowly rose. It was an X-shaped frame cast from silver alloy, about a person's height, with adjustable locks and chains covering its crossbars and uprights. Bai Jingyu was guided forward. In the darkness and silence, she could only move by feel. The short chain of the shackles made her steps unsteady, each one feeling like walking on cotton. The sound of metal scraping, though muffled by the earplugs, echoed like thunder in her mind, "Empress… what is this? My legs are being pulled by the shackles, so heavy, so hard to walk… It's so stuffy in here, the confinement is making me breathless." They pushed Bai Jingyu towards the frame. Song Yue first loosened some of the handcuff chains, but immediately pulled her arms apart, securing them high on the X-shaped crossbars. The metal locks clicked shut around her wrists, the chains tightening to their limit, stretching her arms out completely, unable to bring them together, "Mistress, your arms are now pulled apart. Feel that stretch." Bai Jingyu's body was suspended as if being lifted. The muscles in her shoulders instantly burned with a fiery ache. She moaned, "Song Yue… my arms hurt so much from being pulled, my joints feel like they're splitting, the swelling is unbearable… In the darkness, everything is so intense." Her shackles were also secured to the locks at the bottom of the frame, her legs spread into a V-shape. The pulling pressure extended from her inner thighs to her waist, exposing her [X_X] completely. The cold of the metal seeped into her skin, "Ah… my legs are spread apart, such a pull, my muscles are trembling… This position is too severe, I can't move, my whole body is tensed."

The candlelight in the space flickered amidst the soft clinking of metal restraints, Bai Jingyu's body trembling slightly on the X-shaped frame as layers of building pressure surged and receded like a tide. Song Yue's fingers traced the chain on her arm again, the stretching ache making her joints burn as if seared by fire. She murmured, "Master, hold on, our surprise has just begun." But in the enclosed darkness, Bai Jingyu's mind was exceptionally clear—these former masters were now her slaves, mischievous but well aware of boundaries. Her lips twitched within the gag, emitting a muffled groan, "Song Yue... enough, I... I will reverse it." Though her voice was weak, it carried an undeniable firmness. The slaves exchanged surprised glances, Xia Qingqing's hand paused at her waist, "Jingyu, you mean...?" Though Bai Jingyu's body was tightly bound by metal, she channeled the energy of the slave space, the hidden connection coiling around the minds of the four slaves like silken threads. An invisible force instantly backfired, freezing their movements. "Now, it's my turn." Bai Jingyu's voice, though intermittent through the gag, reached their ears clearly. The rules of the space reversed under her control, the metal restraints loosened from her body, the chains unlocking with a "clack." The red marks on her wrists still ached faintly, but they brought a long-lost sense of freedom. She removed the blindfold, earplugs, and gag. The light pierced her eyes, the silence receded, and the world returned to its clamor. The bodies of the four slaves involuntarily softened, their eyes flashing with a mixture of panic and anticipation—they knew the reversal had come. Bai Jingyu rubbed her aching shoulders and stood up, her gaze sweeping over them, "You want to play with me? Fine, but for the dignity of my masters, I will make you taste what it's like to be completely controlled. Today, starting now, for the entire day, you will be my toys." Her voice was gentle yet firm, and more silver alloy restraints appeared in the space, their sheen glinting like stars in the candlelight. She walked towards Song Yue first, the former master of the first world now kneeling on the ground, a hint of unwilling submissiveness in her eyes. Bai Jingyu's hand gently stroked her cheek, "Song Yue, you are always so elegant. This time, I will make you the straightest coat rack. Full containment, so you cannot bend an inch." Song Yue's heart rate quickened, and she whispered, "Master... please be gentle." But Bai Jingyu had already summoned a full set of metal restraints from the space: first, a silver spinal support frame, a structure of slender alloy rods that forced the body to remain perfectly straight. She had Song Yue stand up and slowly fitted the support frame against her back, from the nape of her neck to the lumbar spine, each section secured with a lock. The coolness of the metal seeped into her skin, and Song Yue's spine was instantly straightened, unable to lean forward or backward. "Ah... Jingyu, this frame is so hard. My back is pulled so straight, as if pierced by iron bars... my shoulders can't relax, my muscles are protesting." Her voice trembled slightly. The upright posture involuntarily pushed her chest and hips forward, her body stiff like a sculpture. Next came the arm restraints. Bai Jingyu took out two pairs of metal arm cuffs, wide and capable of completely locking the upper and forearms. She pulled Song Yue's arms behind her, crossing them and securing them to the spinal frame. Chains connected to shoulder locks, fully extending her arms and preventing any bending. "My arms are stretched to their limit, Song Yue. Feel that full stretch." Song Yue tried to move, but only felt the ache in her shoulder blades surge like a tide. "Jingyu... my arms are so sore, my joints feel like they're dislocating... this straight restraint is too severe, I feel like my chest is being squeezed even when I breathe." Bai Jingyu nodded and continued to add leg restraints: silver thigh and calf cuffs connected by short chains, forcing her legs together and keeping them straight. The weight of the metal pressed on her knees, making her calf muscles tense. "My legs are also fixed, I can't spread them or bend them. My whole body is like a straight rod." Song Yue's legs trembled slightly. The upright posture put all her weight on the soles of her feet, and a growing ache spread from her ankles. "The roots of my thighs are being pulled, my knees feel weak... standing is like being nailed to the ground, I can't move. This feeling is unbearable, every inch of my body is tense, as if it's about to break." Finally, the head and full enclosure. Bai Jingyu took out a metal neck collar and a mask. The mask covered her entire head, leaving only openings for her nostrils and mouth, blocking her vision and most of her hearing. She fastened the mask, the metal pressing against Song Yue's cheeks, and darkness descended instantly. "Now, you are my coat rack, Song Yue. I will hang clothes on you, and you will stand here motionless all day." Song Yue moaned within the mask, "Jingyu... my face is covered, it's so stuffy. In the darkness, there's only the pulling on my body... my arms are numb with ache, my back feels like it's burning, my whole body is so straight I can't breathe." Bai Jingyu took several silk robes from the space and gently hung them on Song Yue's shoulders and arms. The weight of the clothes intensified the stretching. Song Yue's body swayed slightly but was forced to remain steady by the restraints. "The clothes are hanging, they're so heavy... the ache in my shoulders has doubled, like a thousand pounds pressing down, unbearable." She stood there, perfectly straight, in a corner of the platform, a living coat rack. In the candlelight, silver metal and silk intertwined, Song Yue's broken moans echoing, displaying an unbearable rigidity.