Kidnapped, I had to do the shameful task

Her brain felt doused in ice water, instantly snapping awake. Instinctively, she tried to curl up, only to find her limbs bound by something, unable to move. *What's happening?* Panic began to spread in her heart, and she frantically assessed her situation. Her mouth was stuffed full with a hard, spherical object, forcing her to keep her mouth awkwardly open, her jaw aching. A sturdy leather strap was secured tightly around the back of her head, holding it in place. She couldn't speak, couldn't call for help, not even the instinct to swallow saliva was granted. Warm saliva uncontrollably overflowed from the corners of her mouth, sliding down her cheeks. And her body was suspended in mid-air in an extremely humiliating and painful posture. Her hands were bound behind her back, wrists tightly tied together with rough hemp rope. The other end of the rope hung vertically from directly above, a tremendous force yanking her arms towards the ceiling, a searing pain in her shoulder joints as if they were about to dislocate. This position forced her chest to arch outwards, her soft, white breasts appearing even fuller and more prominent due to the stretch. Her calves were bent backward, pressed tightly against her exposed, rounded, and firm buttocks. Her waist sagged powerlessly downwards, and a similar rope around her ankles connected to a hook on the ceiling. *"Horse Stretcher" bondage...* A term she had only seen in certain bizarre manga was now the living reality her body was enduring. *Why... am I here? I remember last night I was just... going home from work...* Her chaotic thoughts were interrupted by an increasingly intense and strange sensation from her lower body. The continuous "buzzing" sound originated from her most private place. A cold, hard foreign object was deeply embedded in her pussy, vibrating at an irresistible frequency. Each tremor precisely ground against the most sensitive, softest point within her. "Mmmph...! Ah..." An unfamiliar, intense tingling sensation shot through her body like an electric current, causing her toes to constantly tense and curl. Her body instinctively wanted to contract, to escape, but under such severe restraint, any struggle would only tighten the ropes further. *It feels so bad... and so strange...* Her [X] was uncontrollably secreting large amounts of nectar, making the offending [X] even more slippery. Her waist began to sway uncontrollably, less like a resistance and more like an invitation. This realization made Jiang Li's cheeks instantly flush crimson. *No... I can't... Stop it...* She screamed silently in her heart, but her body's betrayal became increasingly honest. "Mmph! No... If this continues... I'll..." Jiang Li let out a silent wail in her heart. She could clearly feel the sour, numb itch in her lower abdomen, as if countless ants were gnawing at her, gathering into a surging tide that was about to break down her last dam of reason. She desperately tried to distract herself, to think of other things—work reports, the TV drama she was following yesterday, even what to eat for dinner... but it was all in vain. Her body's reactions grew more intense. Her breathing became rapid and scorching through her nostrils, her suspended body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably. Her taut abs, in the dim light, outlined a beauty that was both powerful and incredibly fragile. Her hands, bound behind her back, instinctively clenched into fists, her fingernails digging deeply into her palms, trying to regain a sliver of clarity through pain.

Could she have been kidnapped by some extremely twisted pervert! That would truly be the end. As for now... it seemed she could only temporarily obey the woman's instructions through the earpiece. This was a tactical compromise, not submission. She took a deep breath, trying to adjust her center of gravity, though it was nearly impossible while suspended in the five-point harness. She subtly shook her head, attempting to position her mouth more precisely over the small porcelain bowl below. Drop by drop... Crystalline saliva stretched into thin, silvery threads from the corners of her mouth, forced open by the ball gag. It traced a brief arc through the air, then "plink," landing in the bowl, creating ripples too faint to be heard. The process was agonizingly slow, but Jiang Li had no choice but to wait patiently. Meanwhile, she focused all her willpower on her lower body, desperately fighting against the constant, tantalizing numbness. This was too difficult! The flow of saliva was constant and slow, while below... below, a single loss of control would unleash a flood, gushing out in an instant. Because she was, damn it... extremely sensitive and prone to squirting! Usually, just a little intimacy would leave her a mess, let alone being tormented by a professional device in her most sensitive spot! "Damn it! Why are you tormenting a law-abiding, pathetic office worker like me!" Jiang Li screamed internally like a groundhog. Just as she was grumbling in her mind and struggling to endure— "Mmmph—!" The [X] inside her body, without any warning, suddenly ramped up its frequency to a frenzied level! The low "buzzing" instantly turned into a sharp roar, each tremor seeming to shake her soul out of her body. Intense pleasure, like a landslide and tsunami, instantly drowned her reason. No... here it comes again! I can't hold it! She desperately pressed her legs together, though it was futile. The tender flesh of her inner thighs rubbed against each other, bringing even more intense stimulation. Her body convulsed violently, and the suspension ropes groaned. Just as the surging torrent was about to break through the final barrier— The stimulation abruptly stopped. The frenzied vibration vanished, reverting to the faint, low-frequency pulse from before. "Uh... ah...?" It was as if she had stepped on air and fallen from the clouds to the bottom of a valley. The desire, built to its peak and with nowhere to go, was left hanging in her body, neither here nor there. The extreme emptiness and an indescribable itch made her restless, almost driving her mad. This feels so bad... Her body instinctively rubbed her legs together slightly, trying to alleviate the maddening itch. But just as she was about to act—a thought struck her like lightning. That woman... the pervert in the earpiece, must be somewhere, watching through some camera, savoring her current pathetic, unsatisfied state! This thought instantly calmed Jiang Li down, her cheeks flushing crimson with shame and anger. That "tease" just now was absolutely intentional on the woman's part! She was playing with her! She was enjoying her reaction! Damn it! I absolutely cannot let her succeed! Jiang Li bit down hard on the ball gag, using all her strength to suppress her body's instinct to seek comfort. She had to endure; she absolutely could not show even a sliver of indulgence or weakness to that pervert! Time ticked by, second by second.

"Then... you're tired of playing with me... can you let me go? I... I definitely won't call the police, I swear!" To make her words more believable, she laboriously raised her right hand, holding up four fingers in a gesture of swearing. Seeing Jiang Li's desperate struggle for survival, so endearingly naive, Su Wanqing couldn't help but let out a "pfft" of laughter. The crisp sound echoed in the silent room, sending a shiver down Jiang Li's spine. As expected of the toy she desired, every reaction hit her funny bone precisely. Su Wanqing was in a great mood and decided to tease her a little more. "Why would you want to leave?" Su Wanqing released her grip on Jiang Li's nipple, and instead, her fingertip gently traced Jiang Li's collarbone, taut with tension. Then, it moved downwards, finally stopping at the small hand that was held high, with four fingers extended. "Wouldn't it be nice to be my toy forever?" Her voice was as soft as a lover's whisper, but the content of her words plunged Jiang Li into an icy abyss. Forever... a toy? Before Jiang Li could recover from the immense fear, Su Wanqing's fingers moved. With her thumb and index finger, she gently pinched Jiang Li's little finger, which was sticking out, and with an irresistible force, slowly bent it, joint by joint, towards her palm. "And," Su Wanqing said, a sweet smile on her face, her words filled with menace, "you're not swearing correctly. You should use three fingers. This little finger... do you not want it anymore?" "N-no! I was just too nervous, it was an accident..." Jiang Li was petrified, stammering out an explanation. Her little finger was held in Su Wanqing's hand, and the cold fingertips felt like an electric current, making her bones go numb. However, before she could finish, she was interrupted. Su Wanqing reached out with her other hand and gently placed a slender index finger on Jiang Li's lips, which were still moving. "Shh—" Her movements were gentle, but her eyes were as cold as ice. "Be careful, or I might 'accidentally' snap this little finger off." As she spoke, the pad of her finger holding Jiang Li's little finger pressed down lightly, meaningfully. The slight pressure felt like a mountain, instantly crushing all of Jiang Li's defenses. Her words caught in her throat, and she could no longer speak. She remained stiffly in the swearing pose, with three fingers extended, while her little finger, held by Su Wanqing, dared not move. She could even feel the tip of Su Wanqing's nail grazing the joint of her little finger, as if ready to apply force at any moment. Words had lost their power.

Jiang Li's brain was whirring frantically, like a CPU about to overload. The warmth of Lan Wan's arm, the faint scent emanating from her, the surrounding clamor of voices, and the shame of emptiness beneath her own coat—all of it intertwined into a massive net, trapping her firmly in place. Go head-to-head? No, the system said she couldn't win. Run away directly? She was still holding my arm, so I couldn't escape. Besides, suddenly breaking free and running in front of so many people would only make me look more suspicious. Call for help? Who could I call for help? Tell them this seemingly harmless anime-style beauty wanted to drag me back as a slave? Everyone would just think I was crazy! Jiang Li's inner self was screaming, roaring. "Meow-ty Spirit Meow! Give me some strength, meow!" She even mentally cried out to the culprit, begging for help, "Is there any beginner's gift package or something?! A portal would be fine too! Anything, just get me out of here, meow!!!" "Ding dong~ Detected host's strong desire to survive, meow!" The cheerful voice of the Meow-ty Spirit rang out again, "Distributing beginner's mission auxiliary item to the host, meow!" As soon as the voice fell, a flashing gift package pattern appeared out of thin air on the semi-transparent light screen in front of Jiang Li's eyes, and then it exploded with a "bang." Appearing in the center of the light screen was not some invisibility cloak or teleportation scroll, but a... rope. It looked incredibly high-tech, emitting a faint blue glow... [Item Name: Beginner's Level · Adaptive Binding Rope] [Effect: Can extend, retract, and bind according to the host's will. The material is tough and unbreakable by mortals. It's an excellent companion for completing the "Yuri Binding" mission, meow~] "What the hell is this thing?! I wanted an escape item, not a binding item!" Jiang Li's inner voice let out a cry of despair. However, reality didn't give her any more time to break down. Lan Wan's arm tightened its grip, her entire body pressing almost against Jiang Li. No, I can't let this continue! A thought flashed through Jiang Li's mind like lightning—lie! She stopped abruptly, her face instantly shifting to one of extreme anxiety, as if the sky was falling. She even let out an exaggerated "Ah," drawing the attention of Lan Wan and a few surrounding classmates. "What's wrong, classmate Jiang Li?" Lan Wan's face still held that innocent smile, but her grip on Jiang Li's arm didn't loosen at all. "Oh no! My, my advisor just messaged me, asking me to go to the administrative building immediately! It seems... there's a problem with my registration materials!" Jiang Li thought quickly, fabricating a seemingly urgent reason. She even pretended to rummage in her empty coat pockets, as if searching for a phone that wasn't there. She thought this excuse would be enough for Lan Wan to let go of her, at least to get away temporarily. However, Lan Wan merely tilted her head, her blue eyes blinking, and her smile became even sweeter. "Is that so? Registration materials are very important," she said. Instead of loosening her grip, she held on tighter, affectionately nuzzling her cheek against Jiang Li's shoulder. "Then I'll go with you, classmate Jiang Li. I wanted to get familiar with the campus environment anyway. It's good to have someone to look out for when we're together." Go with you, my ass. How am I supposed to escape then? Stop holding me, my arm is going to break, damn it!!

The moment the thought surfaced from the depths of her heart, the cold rope began to climb upwards with terrifying speed. It tightly coiled around Jiang Li's calves, then her knees, and finally her two snow-white thighs, which trembled slightly from tension. The rope tightened with ruthless precision, binding her legs together in an unyielding embrace. The immense pressure squeezed the soft flesh of her legs, leaving behind stark white, horrifyingly visible segments of skin. "Yow!" Losing her balance, Jiang Li cried out, falling backward uncontrollably. The only piece of clothing she wore for modesty, a black coat, arced through the air and landed softly on the ground not far away. The cold, rough floor made intimate contact with her bare skin, causing her to shiver involuntarily. However, the culprit, the rope, was far from finished. It acted like a master of bondage, continuing its shameful "creation." One end of the rope threaded its way between her tightly bound legs. Its cold, hard texture grazed her most private and sensitive skin, sending a shiver down her spine that made her scalp tingle. Then, the rope wound upwards, weaving back and forth between her waist and hips, finally forming an intricate, exquisite diamond pattern on her flat abdomen. This diamond pattern perfectly outlined her slender waist, devoid of any excess flesh, creating a stark contrast with her full breasts and hips. In the dim light, it appeared lewd and decadent. What made Jiang Li feel even more devastated was that she could clearly feel a hard little knot pressing against her most sensitive clitoris. It was a knot deliberately tied by the rope as it passed through. With every subtle breath and tremor from Jiang Li, it brought waves of indescribable stimulation, a mixture of shame and intense pleasure. "What kind of damn rope is this!" Jiang Li screamed inwardly in despair. "When she tied Lan Wan, she just casually wrapped it a few times, but why is it so complicated when it's biting me back!" Her despair was far from over. The rope continued its ascent, coiling around her upper body like a vine. It wrapped around her back, binding her arms tightly behind her, pulling them together in a position that made her shoulders ache. It was a standard "straight-arm bind." The two plump, snow-white orbs on her chest were not spared. The rope passed between her breasts, then lifted them from below before tightening upwards, constricting them even more firmly, making them appear perkier and rounder, as if they would jiggle violently with the slightest touch, possessing an astonishing elasticity. "So tight... How could this happen..." Jiang Li moaned unconsciously. At this moment, she was completely bound, from her neck to her ankles, tightly secured by the deep blue rope, unable to move an inch. She was like a naked piece of flesh, capable only of wriggling slightly on the ground. She struggled in defiance, trying to gain a sliver of freedom. However, this movement brought about even more terrifying consequences. The twisting of her body caused the precisely positioned knot below to continuously rub against her most sensitive core. A powerful, unfamiliar pleasure surged through her body like an electric current, making her limbs go weak, draining away most of her strength to struggle. She raised her head and saw Lan Wan walking towards her with elegant, unhurried steps. The sound of her black leather shoes tapping on the ground was like the tolling of the death knell, striking Jiang Li's heart. The provocation and sharpness she had felt upon the success of her plan had long since vanished. Jiang Li forced a smile onto her face, one that was more like a grimace than a genuine expression of pleasure. "Um, classmate Lan Wan, can we talk this out properly... Eek!"

The torment, suspended in mid-air, neither here nor there, was like the most precise torture, disintegrating Jiang Li's will second by second. Her body was like a bow drawn to its limit, every nerve a taut string, needing only the slightest pluck to snap completely. Lan Wan's two fingers, lodged deep within her body, were like the last two straws pressing down on the scales of her reason, motionless, yet carrying the weight of a thousand mountains, crushing her shame, dignity, and will to resist, bit by bit, into the abyss of desire. Sweat beaded on her smooth forehead, trickling down her temples. She could feel every inch of her body spasming from extreme longing, the unquenchable heat deep in her lower abdomen. "Mmm, what are you begging me for?" Lan Wan's voice was like a devil's whisper, caressing Jiang Li's sensitive earlobe. The warm breath sent another shiver through Jiang Li's body. She leaned in close, her sapphire-like eyes reflecting Jiang Li's current disheveled state, filled with the amusement and playfulness of a cat toying with a mouse. She asked, but her fingers remained still, stuck deep inside Jiang Li. "Please..." Jiang Li's lips parted, dry. She closed her eyes, tears of humiliation sliding from the corners, staining the cold floor with a small dark patch. "Just give me a quick end!" These words seemed to drain all her strength. It was a complete surrender, a total capitulation to desire. Her toes curled in extreme endurance, her bound hands behind her back spasming in the empty air, opening and closing in despair. This agonizing state of being stuck, unable to go forward or back, was the most tormenting. And she, without any room for resistance, could only beg, like a lowly dog waiting for its master's pity. Lan Wan seemed pleased with Jiang Li's reaction. She watched Jiang Li's face flush red from endurance, and her tightly shut, trembling eyelids, her smile growing brighter. "Mmm... it seems to be really difficult for you." She said in a tone of mock mercy, "Alright, since you're begging me like this, I'll give it to you just once." However, she leaned down again, pressing her lips to Jiang Li's ear, and whispered even more wicked words. "But, be more direct, little rabbit. What do you want me... to give you?" Jiang Li's cheeks were already burning red, as if they could cook an egg. But in this situation, any stubbornness or struggle would only lead to more suffering for herself. If that was the case, she might as well give up and comply. She opened her eyes, her once clear pupils now clouded with a thick mist of lust. She met Lan Wan's playful gaze, and with all her might, squeezed out the plea from the depths of her throat, a plea so shameful she wanted to die, choked with sobs: "Please... give me... mmm... give me... an orgasm!" Before the words were even finished, the two fingers that had been still inside her for so long erupted into a storm! Lan Wan's fingers began to thrust frantically within Jiang Li's tight, slick passage at a dizzying speed. They moved like pistons, in and out with ferocity, then churned like a blender, and sometimes bent at a wicked angle, fiercely probing and grinding the most sensitive flesh within her. No more pauses, no more teasing or hesitation. At the same time, Jiang Li's clitoris was not spared. Lan Wan's other hand, at some unknown point, had precisely grasped the rough, hard knot of her clitoral hood. Her thumb and index finger, through the cord, relentlessly, rapidly rubbed, squeezed, and circled that already swollen, exquisitely sensitive little nub! An attack from both inside and out! This was torture from hell, and also the stairway to heaven! "Ughhhhhhh!" Jiang Li's mind went blank in an instant, all thoughts washed away by the sudden, overwhelming, tidal wave of ultimate pleasure. A high-pitched, completely altered moan burst uncontrollably from her throat.