The Celestial Knot: Mortal Crossing

Jiang Zheyue quickly stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Sect Master, your subordinate captured a peerless woman on the way. I will send her to the carriage to present to you later." The purple-robed man glanced at Zhao Lingyun a few times, ignored Jiang Zheyue, and said indifferently to the black-clothed man: "Inspect the goods." The black-clothed man cast a series of incantations at the teleportation array. The array immediately emitted a faint glow. As more incantations were cast, the glow intensified until a blinding white light flashed and then subsided. Two beautiful figures appeared on the teleportation array. Like Zhao Lingyun, the two women on the teleportation array were wearing black cloaks, blindfolded, and had small balls stuffed in their mouths. Their voluptuous figures were vaguely visible, and their upper limbs were tightly bound with red ropes. The black-clothed man pointed at a busty woman and said: "This woman is at the eighth level of Qi Condensation, and the one next to her is at the seventh level. Both are virgins and make excellent cultivation cauldrons." The purple-robed man in the mirror nodded and glanced at Jiang Zheyue. He immediately understood, took out two bags of spirit stones, and handed them to the black-clothed man. The black-clothed man took a bag in each hand, weighed them, smiled, and put the spirit stones into his storage bag. Jiang Zheyue stepped forward and took the ropes at the waists of the two women, then walked out of the bamboo building with Zhao Lingyun. He patted his spirit beast pouch, and a carriage appeared before them. This was no ordinary horse, but a second-level demonic beast, a Crimson Camel Horse. It was favored by low-level cultivators for its speed, comfort, and affordability. Jiang Zheyue lifted the carriage curtain and helped the women into the carriage one by one. Zhao Lingyun discovered that the carriage interior was quite spacious, but strange wooden stakes were erected around it. The front of each stake was carved into a curved groove, and about a foot from the bottom of the stake was a small round hole. Just as she was wondering, Jiang Zheyue's actions revealed the purpose of these stakes. He helped the busty female cultivator kneel before one of the stakes, pressing her body tightly against the curved groove. The ropes on the woman were untied and then re-tied around her arms behind the stake. They were then wrapped in a figure-eight pattern across her chest, making her enormous breasts appear even more magnificent. Even through her clothes, Zhao Lingyun could see her nipples protruding high, with two ropes extending from each side of her chest, clamping her prominent nipples between them. The chest ropes wrapped around the stake, binding her tightly to it. Her thighs were then folded and bound, leaving her only able to kneel with her legs spread as far apart as possible and tied on either side of the stake. Another rope extended from her abdomen, with two large knots, which passed under her crotch, through the round hole in the stake, and was tied to her wrists. The two knots sank deeply into the woman's orifices, causing her to let out a soft hum. Zhao Lingyun knew without looking that the woman was enduring great pain and trying not to make a sound. The other female cultivator was bound to the opposite stake in the same manner. Jiang Zheyue turned to Zhao Lingyun and transmitted his voice: "There is a sensing formation in the carriage. Demons can sense the situation inside. Fairy, you see..." Zhao Lingyun looked at the bound women, hardened her heart, and nodded almost imperceptibly. Her blindfold was put back on, and Jiang Zheyue helped her to the stake in the center. Ropes moved around her body, and she felt her nipples being clamped by the ropes, her legs folded and spread to the sides of her body, and a chill from her knees touching the cold floor. Her body stiffened as she felt her [X] being pressed tightly by two large protrusions, making her body go limp. She struggled slightly, and the ropes connected to her wrists pulled the crotch rope, the large knots rubbing against her [X], causing a slight [X]. Her face flushed, and she quickly stopped struggling. After binding her, Jiang Zheyue checked the ropes on all the women to ensure they were secure. Then, he lifted the carriage curtain, sat on the driver's seat, and the carriage sped away...

Ignoring the gazes of the women below, she retracted her flying sword and swayed towards Ye Shuiyao… Following her figure, everyone saw that Ye Shuiyao in front of her was also drenched by the falling water. But at this moment, she was tightly bound by black ropes, which further accentuated her devilish figure, making it even more breathtaking. Ye Shuiyao's expression changed, and she struggled a few times, only to find her spiritual energy blocked, unable to circulate. Moreover, the black ropes, wet from the waves, tightened even more. For some reason, she felt incredibly weak and helpless. The ropes stimulated her body, making her sensitive, and she let out a soft moan. As soon as she made a sound, she suddenly came to her senses, her face flushing. She looked at Zhao Lingyun, who was slowly approaching her, a flicker of surprise in her eyes: "When did this happen?" Lingyun chuckled, her voice like a babbling spring: "Senior Sister thought I had used all my tricks and planned to focus on activating 'Tide Birth Three Thousand' to defeat me. She never noticed that my magic artifact had quietly crept beneath her feet." Looking at the ropes that bound her legs from her ankles to her thighs, her arms tied behind her back, her neck immobilized, and her breasts appearing even larger than before, Ye Shuiyao was not angry. Instead, she smiled charmingly: "I knew Junior Sister must have a... peculiar hobby, to tie Senior Sister up like this..." Although she said this, she felt the gazes of the women below like needles pricking her. Being tied up so shamefully in public, how would she ever face anyone again? Lingyun was also helpless. The binding effect of this artifact refined by Ling'er was just like this; she couldn't do anything about it. Looking at the scene before her, she swallowed and asked, "Senior Sister Ye, are you still not admitting defeat?" Ye Shuiyao seemed to have let go now, her breath like orchids as she said, "If I don't admit defeat, does Junior Sister plan to keep Senior Sister tied up like this?" The elder above the platform couldn't watch any longer and said coldly, "Since Ye Shuiyao is unable to continue fighting, Zhao Lingyun wins!" Lingyun quickly retracted the Immortal Binding Rope and bowed to Ye Shuiyao: "Senior Sister Ye, I have offended you." She then descended from the platform. Ye Shuiyao watched her retreating back, chuckled, and lazily stretched her arms, as if still adjusting to the feeling of being bound. Her tone carried a hint of teasing: "If I could lose every match like this, it wouldn't be too bad." She raised her hand slightly, brushing away the rope marks on her skin. Her gaze was deep, lost in thought. Below the arena, Lingyun circulated her spiritual energy to dry herself. Ling'er then rushed over, took her hand, and said excitedly, "Lingyun, you're amazing! That trick of hiding the sky and crossing the sea just now, you subdued Senior Sister Ye so silently, she had no idea!" Lingyun's lips curved slightly, and she gently stroked Ling'er's head, saying softly, "That's all thanks to Senior Sister. Without the artifact you refined, how could I have defeated Senior Sister Ye?" "Senior Disciple Sister!" Ling'er turned to look at Lu Hongying, who was walking over slowly, her tone filled with pride, "Look, Lingyun won!" Lu Hongying nodded slightly, her gaze lingering on Lingyun for a moment, a faint smile appearing: "Not bad, you won this match beautifully."

Lingyun lowered her head, bound by chains and her spiritual power sealed, like a lamb awaiting slaughter. The old fisherman looked at her with a face full of guilt. She offered a faint smile and said softly, "Old man, do not blame yourself, it's nothing." --- The county yamen dungeon was dark and damp, with moss growing between the bluestone bricks. The air was filled with the stench of decay and blood. Lingyun was dragged into the cell, a pale green wooden cangue securing her neck and hands, while iron shackles bound her wrists, connected by a chain. From the middle of this chain, another link descended to shackles on her feet. Deep in the night, Lingyun closed her eyes and concentrated. Though the Yaoguang Jingxin Jue could not be cultivated, the Wugou Wuji Jing was unaffected by the spirit-sealing talismans and could still temper her body. For the first few days, the excruciating pain almost made her grind her teeth to dust. The emptiness after her spiritual essence was drained by the vines was particularly tormenting, but she endured, silently reciting the incantations, guiding the faint life force within her to circulate and reshape her meridians, again and again. During this time, the clerk visited the dungeon almost daily. He would stand outside her cell, holding a feather fan, and mock her with a sneering tone. "Oh my, this demoness seems quite resilient. I'm almost reluctant to send you to the prefectural office." "If you were willing to be my concubine, perhaps I could keep you in the county and let you enjoy some comfort. Wouldn't that be better than prison gruel?" His gaze was lascivious, his words even more vulgar. Yet, Lingyun's eyes never wavered. Her gaze remained lowered, unmoving as a boulder, as if he were not even worth a glance. Her silence was like still water, not a trace of anger showing, as if the man were utterly insignificant. This indifferent attitude only fueled the clerk's frustration, but he was helpless, and could only leave in a huff. One day, the clerk returned to the dungeon with two yamen runners. "Take this demoness to the interrogation room. I want to question her thoroughly," the clerk sneered, looking at Lingyun with triumph. The two yamen runners obeyed, opened the cell door, and moved to drag Lingyun out. "You two had better think carefully. Who dares to torture a prisoner without the magistrate's order!" Lingyun said sternly to the two yamen runners. The yamen runners were startled by her words and turned to look at the clerk. The clerk reassured them, "Do not fear, I will take responsibility if anything happens." The two yamen runners were also in a difficult position. Moreover, torturing prisoners in the dungeon was a common occurrence. They had no choice but to follow the clerk's orders and drag Lingyun to the interrogation room. Lingyun understood the situation and said no more. After all, these mortals could not truly harm her; at most, she would suffer some superficial pain. The clerk ordered the yamen runners to remove Lingyun's iron cangue and place her on a cross-shaped iron rack. Her arms were bound to each side, and then iron chains were used to secure her neck, arms, torso, and thighs to the rack. The clerk let out a cold chuckle and produced a horsewhip. This whip had barbs on it; one lash could tear flesh from bone on a mortal. But with the demoness's cultivation sealed, a strike would still cause pain. *Crack*— A sharp sound echoed, and Lingyun's chest throbbed with intense pain. The small barbs on the whip had torn small holes in her clothes, revealing faint red marks on her skin. "How was that? Felt good, didn't it? Hahaha." The clerk laughed maniacally and continued to whip her. After a long while, he stopped, panting. Seeing Lingyun remain silent, staring at him coldly, made him feel a chill. "Blindfold her eyes!" The yamen runners found a tattered cloth from somewhere and wrapped it around Lingyun's beautiful eyes several times. The clerk retrieved a triangular branding iron from the stove. Seeing that it was red-hot, he nodded with satisfaction. He slowly approached Lingyun and pressed the branding iron firmly onto her abdomen. The cloth of her clothes sizzled and emitted a wisp of blue smoke. Lingyun's teeth gnashed audibly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, yet not a single sound escaped her lips. The clerk was inwardly shocked. Previous prisoners would have been weeping and begging for mercy before the torture even began, yet this demoness remained silent. His heart hardened. "Release her hands and give her the finger torture!" The yamen runners loosened the chains on Lingyun's hands and fitted the finger torture device onto her delicate fingers. "Tighten it!" the clerk roared.

He held the thin cord in his hand, his fingertips caressing it, a playful smile on his face. "What am I doing? Naturally, I'm going to tie you up beautifully, my little beauty..." His voice held a hint of smugness. Before his words had even faded, Lingyun felt a powerful force wrench her arms behind her back. The strength was so immense that she could hear the faint creak of her bones. Her physical strength surged, eager to break free. Yet, she forcefully suppressed it, allowing Jiao Shuo to pull her arms behind her, binding them tightly together in a "丄" shape. Even with Lingyun's current powerful physique and exceptional flexibility, having her arms forcibly held behind her and bound so tightly brought waves of pain and numbness. Jiao Shuo's movements were practiced and skilled. He picked up the black cord and first wrapped it several times around Lingyun's elbows, securing them firmly. The cord was incredibly resilient. As Jiao Shuo tightened it, it instantly dug deep into Lingyun's tender flesh. The skin around the cord completely concealed it, and though the skin showed creases, there was no visible sign of restraint. The cord even seemed to slow her blood flow, and Lingyun could feel a strange, restrictive power emanating from it, a chilling aura seeping in, making the blood in her arms feel sluggish. Next, Jiao Shuo wound several strands of the thin rope around her forearms and tightened them again. This further locked Lingyun's arms, pressing them even closer together, making it impossible to separate them even a fraction. Lingyun's expression shifted slightly. She exerted a bit of hidden force, struggling. However, the cord remained unyielding, and she couldn't budge it at all. Instead, her struggle only caused the cord to bite deeper, inflicting pain on her arms. Jiao Shuo noticed Lingyun's subtle struggle and the pained expression on her face, a smug smile curving his lips. "Stop struggling!" he said, a hint of mockery in his voice. "Even with your powerful physique, you won't break free from my thousand-year spine fish line. This is refined from the spinal bones of deep-sea, thousand-year spine fish. The more you struggle, the tighter it binds." Seeing his smug demeanor, Lingyun snorted inwardly. Though she didn't understand how the cord was made, the chilling aura told her it was no ordinary object. Jiao Shuo, seeing her discomfort, became even more elated and burst into laughter. He continued to wind the cord, this time around Lingyun's wrists. He wrapped several strands of the cord around Lingyun's fair, slender wrists, then tightened them in the middle. The cord bit into her wrists, creating an intense sensation of constriction, making Lingyun's fingers tingle and her blood flow almost cease. At this point, Lingyun's forearms were tightly bound at the elbows, forearms, and wrists by the black thousand-year spine fish line, rendering her completely immobile. Her arms were pulled behind her back, her fingertips almost touching the collar around her neck, causing her chest to arch high. Her entire upper body was held in a posture of striking, almost unnatural beauty. Jiao Shuo looked at Lingyun's completely restrained hands and nodded with satisfaction. He then took the two strands of cord from Lingyun's wrists and threaded them up over her neck, letting them hang down her chest like a necklace. The cord, passing through a layer of transparent, gossamer-thin gauze, wound around the base of Lingyun's tender, pink nipples. Jiao Shuo's movements were practiced as he wrapped it several times and tied a secure knot! The cord tightened around the base of her nipples, causing them to instantly engorge and harden from the sudden, intense stimulation, standing erect like two alluring rubies. The strong constriction brought a piercing pain to her nipples, as if delicate buds were being forced to bloom. Lingyun's body trembled violently, and a soft moan escaped her lips, impossible to suppress. Hearing the soft moan, Jiao Shuo's eyes gleamed with triumph. He leaned down, his mouth almost touching Lingyun's ear, his husky voice like a devil's whisper. "Can't take it already? Little beauty, this is just the beginning!" Lingyun gritted her teeth, enduring the strange sensations coursing through her body. She abruptly lifted her head, her eyes locking onto Jiao Shuo with icy coldness, her voice trembling slightly from the pain. "Whatever... whatever tricks you have... bring them on!" Upon hearing this, Jiao Shuo's heart soared. He hadn't expected this woman to be so defiant even in this state. But the more she was like this, the more excited he became, the more he desired to completely subjugate this proud soul. He grinned menacingly and pulled the cord from the base of her nipples to the other side, wrapping it around the other nipple several times, also tying a secure knot. This way, both of Lingyun's nipples were firmly bound by the cord, and due to the tension, they were drawn slightly inward, appearing even fuller and more enticing. Jiao Shuo then wrapped the cords around her nipples, over her arms, and all the way to her wrists, which were bound behind her back, and tied a knot. He then brought the cord back from behind her to her chest, wound it around her nipples a few more times to reinforce the binding, and tied another knot. After repeating this process several times, Lingyun's nipples became like two anchor points, completely binding her arms to her body. Finally, Jiao Shuo passed the cord under Lingyun's armpits, wrapping it around the several strands of rope in front and behind her arms, tightening it! Lingyun's body tensed sharply. The cord constricted her so tightly that her breathing became difficult. Her arms were pressed firmly against her sides, utterly immobile. At this point, Lingyun's entire upper body was securely bound by the thousand-year spine fish line. Her arms, pulled behind her back, her nipples bound to her chest, and her body entwined, all appeared more vulnerable and helpless due to the tight constriction of the cord. Any slight struggle, even a minor movement, would cause the cord to pull on her nipples, bringing waves of piercing pain, mixed with a shiver-inducing numbness. Jiao Shuo gazed at Lingyun's tightly bound, delicate body, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He reached out and skillfully twisted the two strands of spine fish line hanging from Lingyun's nipples into one. From his storage bag, he took out a handful of perfectly round beads, each the size of an eyeball, entirely black. The surface of these beads was rough and uneven, emitting a strange, eerie glow. He threaded the twisted spine fish line through the central holes of each bead. At intervals of about an inch, Jiao Shuo secured a bead onto the spine fish line, creating a string of glossy black beads.

After a brief rest, she continued to bite the second knot. Zhu'er could no longer bear it. The hemp rope ravaged her tender flesh, causing her to become wet and finally let out a moan. As time passed, the other women also began to emit faint moans. Mei'er bit open the last knot and leaned against Zhu'er's buttocks, panting heavily. She felt the soft flesh beneath her head trembling continuously, and it took a while for it to subside. After resting for a bit, she loosened the ropes on Zhu'er slightly and spent another half an incense stick's time to untie the hemp ropes on herself. Zhu'er's eyes were filled with desire, her face flushed with shame, and she lowered her head to untie Mei'er. Mei'er, now free, rushed to the bed, ready to untie Lingyun's red rope. However, the red rope was soaked with her sweat and had dug into her flesh. The knot was pressed underneath, making it impossible to untie. She found a pair of scissors and cut the rope, leaving deep red marks on Lingyun's body. Zhu'er quickly fetched ointment, and Mei'er, tears streaming down her face, applied it to Lingyun's wounds. A few days later, the red marks on Lingyun's body slowly disappeared, but Lingyun seemed like a different person, silent and withdrawn. She moved like a zombie, allowing Mei'er to dress and feed her. Mei'er called for an imperial physician, who shook his head and said, "Your Highness is suffering from a heartache. I can only prescribe some medicine; whether she recovers depends on herself." Mei'er knew that her mistress had endured immense humiliation, and with the Emperor's indifference, her heart had become heavy. But she was powerless to help. Spring turned to autumn, and half a year passed. During this time, every month, Lingyun would be driven to madness by the aphrodisiac. Jiang Lingyin would appear like clockwork. Sometimes, she would bring Pei Zhiwei along, and they would bind and torment Lingyun in various ways. Fortunately, their torment allowed Lingyun to release the effects of the drug, preventing physical damage. One day, Lingyun was again driven to madness by the aphrodisiac. Jiang Lingyin and Pei Zhiwei entered together, driving Mei'er and the other four women out of the hall. Mei'er and the others, though filled with anger, could only wait anxiously outside. Jiang Lingyin smiled, "What shall we play today?" She grabbed Lingyun, who stumbled towards her, and winked at Pei Zhiwei. Pei Zhiwei opened a jade box and took out a foot-long jade rod, which had a raised ring every half inch, like bamboo segments. "I brought something good home last time, let's try it on her." Jiang Lingyin looked puzzled, "She has a lock down there, this won't work, will it?" "Not in the front, of course. This is specifically for the rear opening," Pei Zhiwei said with a sweet smile. Jiang Lingyin's eyes lit up. It was the first time she had seen such a thing. She hadn't expected the rear opening to be used. Eagerly, she said, "Sister, quickly demonstrate it for me." "Don't rush, sister. First, tie her tightly to the bed and spread her legs apart." Jiang Lingyin tied Lingyun's hands behind her back, then folded her thighs and calves together, binding them. She then hung Lingyun on the bed. Using ropes, she pulled her legs apart to the extreme and tied them to the bedposts. "Sister Pei, how is this position?" Pei Zhiwei, holding a jade bottle in her left hand and the bamboo-shaped jade rod in her right, walked to the bed. Seeing Lingyun suspended in the air, gagged, her legs spread to the limit despite the chastity lock, she smiled, "This position is excellent. It's perfect for testing the power of this jade rod." Lingyun's eyes were hazy, her face flushed, and she let out helpless moans from her nose, struggling in the air, suspended in a kneeling position. Pei Zhiwei opened the jade bottle and dripped the liquid onto the jade rod, spreading it evenly. She pulled aside the restraints on Lingyun's rear, and began to insert the jade rod into her anus. Lingyun's anus was very tight, and even with the lubricant, the jade rod could not penetrate. "It seems I need to use my fingers first..." Pei Zhiwei applied the liquid to her index finger and reached towards the small opening. Indeed, her finger easily slid into her opening. Lingyun whimpered, seeming excited. "Little slut, don't be impatient. You'll have your turn soon," Jiang Lingyin said, playfully patting her cheek. Pei Zhiwei circled her finger inside Lingyun's rear, then withdrew it and inserted the jade rod again. This time, although there was still significant resistance, with her exertion, it slowly entered, and soon it was halfway in. Lingyun's eyes widened, her breathing heavy, her body shaking. Jiang Lingyin, seeing Lingyun panting uncontrollably, laughed, "She seems to be enjoying it. Shall I try it on you next, sister?" Pei Zhiwei blushed and didn't reply. She grabbed the jade rod in Lingyun's rear and slowly moved it up and down. Lingyun reacted strongly, her body's desires finding an outlet. The rod moving in her rear stimulated every nerve, not only alleviating her itching but also bringing waves of indescribable pleasure. Jiang Lingyin held her hand and laughed, "It's your sister's turn." Pei Zhiwei trembled and released the jade rod, consciously putting her hands behind her back. She bound Pei Zhiwei like Lingyun, folding her thighs and calves together. However, Lingyun was suspended in the air, while Pei Zhiwei lay on the bed. Jiang Lingyin adjusted her position so that her mouth was aligned with the jade rod protruding from Lingyun's rear. Then, she lowered Lingyun's body until she was taking the jade rod in her mouth. Jiang Lingyin took out the dragon-phoenix jade rod from the jade box. One end was inserted into Pei Zhiwei's moist opening, and the other end went deep into her own. Holding a rope extending from Pei Zhiwei's waist in each hand, she pulled, bringing her body closer to Pei Zhiwei until their openings touched. She let out a comfortable moan and relaxed the ropes. The raised patterns on the dragon-phoenix jade rod rubbed against their flesh, sending waves of pleasure throughout their bodies. Pei Zhiwei bit down tightly on the jade rod, her body moved back and forth by Jiang Lingyin. The jade rod also moved in and out of Lingyun's rear, and Lingyun's vaginal fluids would occasionally flow out, sliding down the jade rod into her mouth. The taste was sour, but incredibly delicious, stimulating her to keep moving the jade rod. Lingyun lowered her head, her saliva dripping slowly from the edges of the gag, forming a long, thin strand. The intense stimulation in her rear caused her to climax countless times within half an hour. The aphrodisiac's effects finally began to wane, the flush on her face faded considerably, and her consciousness gradually returned.

As soon as she entered, she impatiently kicked off her shoes, her bare feet landing on the cold floor. The short skirt, stockings, lace thong, and sheer bra felt like shackles pressing down on her. She practically tore them off, throwing them on the ground as if to discard the day's humiliation along with them. Steam filled the bathroom, and the hot water washed over her body, but it couldn't wash away the stain of shame. She closed her eyes, standing under the showerhead, the water tracing the curve of her waist, taking away the day's fatigue but not the shadows in her heart. Why would they do this to me? Who is pulling the strings behind all this? Her fingers clenched, nails digging into her palms. After her bath, she wrapped herself in a thick bathrobe and collapsed onto the bed, her consciousness quickly consumed by exhaustion, sinking into slumber. Morning light filtered through the gap in the curtains, falling on Lingyun's face. She slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze inadvertently swept across the bedside table, and her pupils contracted sharply—a black velvet bag lay there quietly, with a folded note beside it. Her heart rate suddenly accelerated, as if clutched by an invisible hand. It's happening again… Her body trembled violently, anger erupting like a volcano, her hands gripping the bedsheets. Lingyun took a deep breath, her trembling hand reaching for the note. Written in printed font, it read: "This is today's gift, along with a special piece of equipment. If you don't understand, you can read the instructions." The words carried an air of command. Lingyun's teeth clenched, a fierce fire burning in her eyes. Her fingers trembled as she opened the black bag. Inside was a white dress. She breathed a sigh of relief. The dress wasn't revealing; it had long sleeves, a modest neckline, and the hem fell to her knees. It was elegant and demure. At least… it was more normal than yesterday's outfit. A bitter smile tugged at her lips, but when she opened the box beside it, the color drained from her face, and shame and fury surged through her like a tide. Inside the box was an exquisite chastity device, complex in design and provocatively alluring. A thin silver collar, reflecting a cold sheen, had several delicate silver chains hanging from the front and back, connecting to two small steel rings at the chest. The rings were just the right size to encircle her nipples, their edges slightly inward-curving, exuding a cold sense of restraint. Fine chains extended from the steel rings to the sides, looping around to the back and connecting with the silver chain hanging from the nape of her neck, forming an intricate restraint structure. For the lower body, there was a metal chastity belt, shaped like a thong, with two dildos of different sizes embedded in the center. The sides of the chastity belt connected to silver leg cuffs, locked around the mid-thighs, with a short silver chain linking them. Lingyun's fingers tightened on the edge of the box. "Bastard… what the hell does this mean!" Her voice trembled, anger and shame colliding in her chest, yet her body involuntarily shivered with a chill. She picked up the instruction manual, which described how to wear the equipment with illustrations. Her gaze flickered between the chastity device and the dress, her heart torn between submission and resistance. If she didn't wear it… those photos… years of effort would be ruined… Lingyun's fingers clenched the instruction manual, her eyes involuntarily returning to the box. The chastity device lay there quietly, its silver metal gleaming with a cold, sharp light. Her heart turned ice-cold, and she couldn't help but shiver. Her breathing grew shallow, her chest rising and falling slightly. Her fingers hovered above the box, hesitating for a moment before finally reaching out, trembling, to pick up the thin silver collar. The moment her fingers touched the cold metal, Lingyun's body flinched. Do I really have to… submit to this extent? Her mind wrestled with itself, but images of those naked photos flashed through her mind. Her teeth clenched, and she finally fastened the collar around her neck. With a click, Lingyun's body shuddered. She knew that without the key, it would be very difficult for her to open it again. The delicate chains hung down from the front and back, sliding to her chest. She gently pinched the two small steel rings and carefully slipped them over her nipples. The steel rings suddenly tightened, their edges pressing slightly inward, bringing a sharp sting and a strange stimulation that made her bite her lower lip and let out a low moan. The fine chains extended from the rings to the back, connecting with the silver chain hanging from the nape of her neck. The delicate chains suddenly tightened, binding her body tightly. Her chest rose and fell slightly, her nipples becoming incredibly sensitive within the embrace of the steel rings. With every breath, the fine chains rubbed against her skin. A blush crept onto her cheeks, and she stared at her reflection in the mirror with a complex expression. Though her face was cold and angry, a hint of anticipation, which she herself hadn't noticed, was subtly mixed in. Next came the part that filled her with the most shame—the metal chastity belt. Lingyun picked up the thong-like device. The cold metal felt heavy in her hands, and the two metal dildos of different sizes gleamed with a cold light. She closed her eyes, her heart pounding. This is too much… I can't… Her mind was in turmoil. After a long while, she slowly squatted down, bringing the chastity belt close to her lower body, carefully adjusting its position. The cold touch of the metal made her gasp. Following the instructions, she applied the included lubricant to the two dildos, first inserting the slightly smaller one into her anus. It took her five minutes, and she was panting as she finally managed to push the screw-like metal dildo into her rear, the coldness and fullness inside her creating a strange sensation. Then, she inserted the larger one into her vagina. With the help of the lubricant, it slid in easily. This one was much larger than the one for her anus, almost filling her entire vagina, causing her lower abdomen to bulge slightly. "Ah…" Lingyun's lips parted slightly, her face flushed. Her legs involuntarily pressed together as she adapted to the foreign objects inside her. She arched her body, and it took her a while to recover before she fastened the metal rings to her thighs. The metal edges pressed tightly against her skin, and the clasp clicked shut, completely binding her legs. She stood up, the silver chains swaying lightly between her thighs. She could only take small steps. Each step caused the dildos in her lower body to shift slightly, bringing waves of unbearable stimulation. She had never experienced anything like this. The two dildos, front and back, felt like two invisible hands, pressing against her flesh, filling her, making her feel full. Even the slightest movement brought immense stimulation, creating an indescribable pleasure. Lingyun in the mirror seemed like a different person. The silver collar and delicate chains outlined the curves of her chest. The metallic sheen of the chastity belt was faintly visible at her crotch. The silver chains of the leg cuffs jingled softly with her steps, making her cheeks burn as if she were bleeding. She had never imagined she would wear such shameful equipment, let alone the invasive feeling from those two dildos. It was like a fire had been lit within her, burning away her reason.

Lingyun finally saw the scene clearly: a beautiful woman in a sexy cosplay outfit, wearing a butterfly eye mask, was tied to a pillar. He recognized her instantly. The protagonist in the image was his wife, Guoguo. She was wearing a revealing cosplay outfit he had never seen before. Her exquisite face was flushed with an unnatural heat. Though blindfolded, the depths of her eyes, so familiar to him, were filled with unconcealable terror and humiliation. Then, he saw a scene that made his blood run cold. Guoguo's very short black skirt was lifted by the white mist from both sides, revealing her black panties, which flickered in and out of sight beneath the mist. Her delicate body was tightly bound to a pillar with brown ropes. Several ropes constricted her breasts from above and below, lifting them high and exposing half of her fair, tender breasts, creating a deep cleavage. A roaring sound of whistles erupted around them. He saw, at the edge of her black panties, a small section of a silver, metallic-patterned chastity belt – the very one that had humiliated Guoguo before. "Boom—" In that instant, Lingyun's mind felt as if it had exploded. The demon controlling the chastity belt was this woman. She was forcing his wife into a brutal humiliation in front of hundreds of thousands of people. "Mmph—mmph mmph mmph—" Lingyun instantly became enraged. He let out beast-like roars of fury, muffled and desperate by the silver ball in his mouth. Like a wounded beast, he thrashed wildly in his chair! The chair banged loudly as he struck it. The muscles in his body bulged, veins popping on his neck and arms. But the seemingly intricate silver rings held his hands and feet tightly together, so strong that he despaired, utterly unable to break free. Yu Ke stood behind him, stroking his contorted face with the back of her hand, twisted by extreme anger. A smile played on her lips as she chuckled softly, "See? Guoguo looks like she's enjoying being trained... that expression of fear mixed with desire is truly captivating. It seems she's a natural masochist." She paused, then added, "But don't misunderstand. This fun game wasn't my doing." Her voice held a hint of playfulness. "Someone else is training your wife. I'm just an audience member who enjoys a good show." Lingyun could no longer hear what she was saying. His eyes blazed, bloodshot, fixed on the computer screen. The scene that followed made him even more furious, more desperate. Guoguo seemed to be answering questions, but her words were wrong. Puffs of white mist sprayed onto her, lifting the hem of her skirt. He could see Guoguo's body trembling uncontrollably. Tears welled in her beautiful eyes, shimmering as they fell. He saw Guoguo biting her lip fiercely, shaking her head slightly, as if trying desperately to endure something. He knew the chastity belt on her body must be vibrating wildly. The brown ropes on Guoguo's legs dug deep into her flesh, making her fair thighs appear even more alluring. Lingyun closed his eyes in pain, unable to watch any longer. Yu Ke, however, seemed to be narrating with great interest: "Oh, Guoguo didn't answer correctly again. This wicked white mist is blowing up her little skirt again. You know, her panties are quite cute." "Why are Guoguo's legs trembling? Oh, this mist is so thick, it must be dry ice. It must be very cold..." ... "It's the last question, Lingyun, look quickly, it's the last one. Your wife is amazing. But there are only thirty seconds left." "It's over, it's over. Guoguo didn't answer. Time's up... I was quite looking forward to seeing what the ultimate punishment would be..." Lingyun heard a series of female moans coming from the speakers. He knew that sound too well; he heard those beautiful moans every night. He suddenly opened his eyes, glaring at the screen. Although Guoguo's body was mostly obscured by the white mist, he could tell from her moans what she was enduring. A few dozen seconds later, the mist dissipated. Although Guoguo's face was partially hidden by the butterfly mask, Lingyun could clearly see through the high-definition image that her eyes were glazed over, and tears streamed from the corners of her eyes. Though her body was tightly bound by ropes, the high-definition footage showed her body trembling slightly. Her brows were tightly furrowed, her beautiful eyes wide open, her small mouth agape – the exact expression she had during her climax. After a while, thunderous applause and whistles erupted. A stranger, dressed in casual clothes, untied Guoguo and carried her away from the screen. Lingyun watched, his eyes wide, as the man carried his wife away from the screen. The anger and despair in his heart reached an unbearable peak! "Mmph mmph mmph—" He began to struggle wildly in the chair again, a beast-like growl rumbling in his throat. Yu Ke watched his frenzied state and closed the computer. Then, looking down at Lingyun, who was still struggling in vain, her eyes were cold, and she said in a mocking tone, "You can barely save yourself right now. And you still have the energy to care about that slutty woman?" Hearing her words, Lingyun could bear it no longer. He glared at her fiercely, roaring madly, "You bitch, I'll kill you!" Although only muffled sounds came out, Yu Ke could guess what he was saying.

She took out a black paper box. Guoguo's heart skipped a beat. She was all too familiar with this box. It was identical to the one that had contained her chastity device. As expected, the middle-aged maid took out a set of gleaming silver instruments from it. The material looked the same as the chastity device she was wearing. The middle-aged maid first took out a silver ball, about the size of a pill, from the black paper box. In the dim light, the ball gleamed with a cold luster. Without any emotion, she said to Guoguo, "Please open your mouth, miss." Guoguo looked at the strange silver pill, a wave of intense fear washing over her. "Wh-what is this? Is it something to eat?" she stammered, taking a step back uneasily. The middle-aged maid didn't answer, merely repeating her cold command: "Please open your mouth, miss." Guoguo felt a chill crawl up her spine. She slowly backed away until she bumped into the two young maids standing behind her. The middle-aged maid's gaze suddenly sharpened. She gave a signal, and the two maids moved instantly. Each grabbed one of Guoguo's arms and dragged her in front of the middle-aged maid. With one hand, the middle-aged maid gripped Guoguo's chin like a vise, her grip so strong it felt like it would crush her jaw. In her other hand, she held the silver pill and, without hesitation, forced it into Guoguo's mouth. Guoguo instinctively clamped her lips shut, resisting with all her might. But the middle-aged maid's strength was immense. Her jaw ached, almost dislocating, and finally, the pain made her involuntarily open her mouth. The moment she opened her mouth, the small silver ball was shoved inside. The ball expanded at a visible rate, eventually becoming a large gag that sealed her mouth shut, leaving no room for air. She couldn't make any sound, only a muffled, desperate whimper. The middle-aged maid's eyes grew even colder. Though her tone was devoid of emotion, Guoguo could sense a hint of anger. "From now on, miss, you will strictly follow my instructions. Otherwise... you will suffer." Guoguo had just witnessed her methods and knew she was no match for them. She could only let out a humiliated whimper from her throat and nod. The middle-aged maid then took a crown-shaped silver hairpin from the box. It was delicate and small. She fixed it into Guoguo's bangs, the silver intertwining with her hair, as if placing a tiny crown upon her head. Next, she took out two long, tear-drop-shaped silver earrings, each with a few sparkling beads at the end. She inserted them into Guoguo's earlobes, and the earrings dangled, swaying gracefully on either side of her neck. Then, she put a silver collar on Guoguo. This was no ordinary collar; it was adorned with numerous fine tassels that hung down like countless silver strands, falling onto Guoguo's shoulders and chest, looking quite beautiful in the light. Guoguo watched helplessly as she was fitted with bracelets, armbands, leg bands, and anklets. Every joint was tightly clasped by cold silver rings. Although her limbs could still move freely, Guoguo knew it wouldn't be that simple. Afterward, she placed a sparkling navel gem on Guoguo's belly button. This wasn't a traditional piercing; it utilized some kind of magnetic suction technology, adhering firmly to her navel as if it had grown there, emitting a faint, cold glint. Finally, the middle-aged maid took a pair of silver high heels from the box. The heels were a staggering twenty-five centimeters high. She bent down and carefully put them on Guoguo. As the impossibly high silver heels were slipped onto her feet, Guoguo's body was instantly forced forward. All her weight was concentrated on her tiptoes, and an unbearable ache and pain shot through her toes. She felt extremely unbalanced, her body swaying precariously. She could only shift her weight from one tiptoe to the other to maintain a semblance of stability and prevent herself from falling. Now, she was adorned from head to toe in cold, silver metal, like a meticulously crafted, decadent work of art. The middle-aged maid circled Guoguo, inspecting her one last time. Once satisfied, she took out the silver coin from her chest again. She pressed the coin onto Guoguo's belly button, and the coin, as if magnetized, instantly fused with the navel gem already in place. Guoguo felt a chill spread through her body, a strange, tingling coldness emanating from her navel. The metal on her body began to flow again. The bracelets and armbands that had clasped her wrists and arms began to flow outwards onto her skin, like melting silver, slowly spreading over her delicate flesh. Soon, they formed a layer of semi-transparent, silver tight-fitting gloves, enveloping both her arms completely, down to her fingertips. The anklets and leg bands did the same. From her ankles upwards, they transformed into two silver torrents, flowing upwards like semi-transparent silver stockings, tightly encasing her legs. The silver sheen clung to the lines of her long, shapely thighs, looking both sexy and futuristic, as if she were a beauty from a world of tomorrow. As Guoguo stared in shock at the bizarre transformation of her body, she suddenly felt her limbs being pulled by an irresistible force. This force didn't come from outside but from the newly formed silver restraints on her. Her arms were pulled backward, then stretched out to the sides, folding parallel to each other, the armbands locking her forearms and wrists tightly together, rendering her completely immobile. Her legs were similarly locked together in a straight line. This instantly threw her off balance, causing her to fall forward. The middle-aged maid, quick as lightning, caught her. Then, she gently pressed Guoguo's belly button. The silver rings binding her legs instantly separated. The pulling force vanished, and Guoguo's legs regained their freedom. She swayed, managing to stand upright. The maid pressed her belly button again. This time, the fine tassels on Guoguo's silver collar, which had been spread across her chest, suddenly converged in the center like a tide. They rapidly fused, forming a thin, gleaming metal chain that hung straight down from the collar. The middle-aged maid took hold of this thin chain and, like leading a pet, pulled her out of the secret room.

Guoguo's body was in a state of near-complete loss of control. The twenty-five-centimeter stilettos on her feet made every step feel like a ballet performance, with the slightest misstep threatening a fall. Compounding this, her arms were locked behind her back, rendering her unable to control her balance. She could only sway and stumble, utterly disheveled, as she was led along. Fortunately, the two young maids following closely behind managed to steady her a few times when she faltered, preventing her from falling. Thus, in endless humiliation and torment, just as Guoguo felt her legs ache to the point of being unable to stand, the maids finally led her into a lavish dining room. The room was furnished with a long dining table, and the soft interior lighting carried a subtle, eerie sense of oppression. The maids had her sit at one end. The moment she sat down, her legs were again bound by silver rings. This time, the rings were fixed directly to the chair, rendering her completely immobile. Before long, more maids entered in single file, carrying round platters covered with lids, which they placed on the table. Just then, Young Master Wang also walked in. He went directly to the opposite end of the table, facing Guoguo from afar, his gaze filled with a chilling playfulness. He glanced at Guoguo and raised a finger. The middle-aged maid immediately understood and pressed a spot on Guoguo's navel. Guoguo felt the silver metal ball gag in her mouth suddenly liquefy. It no longer forced her mouth open but enveloped all her teeth, like a thin, silver dental retainer. The gag was gone, and she immediately felt a sense of relief. As she tried to speak, she found she couldn't open her mouth. The silver retainer firmly locked her upper and lower teeth together, preventing her from making any sound, or even opening and closing her jaw. She nervously made a few "mm-hmm" sounds. Watching her, Young Master Wang's lips curved into a smile, and he uttered words that sent a shiver down her spine: "Everything you have now belongs to me." His gaze fixed on her like a viper's. "I will let you open your mouth when I want you to. If I don't let you breathe, you won't be able to breathe..." He paused, each word striking Guoguo's heart like a heavy hammer. "Understand?" At Young Master Wang's signal, a maid beside him lifted the lids off the platters on the table. Revealed were secret steaks emitting a tantalizing aroma, accompanied by a colorful fruit salad and some exquisite, delectable pastries. The mouthwatering scent made Guoguo's stomach rumble. She realized then that she hadn't eaten all day and was quite hungry. Young Master Wang picked up his knife and fork, elegantly cutting into his steak and savoring each bite. Beside Guoguo, the middle-aged maid also picked up a knife and fork, cut a small piece of steak, and then brought it to Guoguo's lips. A miraculous thing happened: Guoguo's mouth automatically opened. The maid took the opportunity to place the steak into her mouth, and then her mouth began to chew. However, none of this was Guoguo's will. The silver retainer encasing her teeth was compelling her small mouth to open and close mechanically, chewing the food. She couldn't even taste the steak; her every action was like that of a puppet being controlled. Tears involuntarily streamed down Guoguo's cheeks. She felt a despair and humiliation unlike anything she had ever experienced. Not only was she bound by the silver restraints, unable to move, but now even the right to eat had been taken away. She couldn't even decide what to eat, how to eat, or even control the act of chewing. The scene was somewhat bizarre: a beautiful woman, clad in silver restraints, sat rigidly in her chair, tears streaming down her face, while her small mouth mechanically opened and closed, chewing the steak. After finishing his meal, Young Master Wang slowly wiped his mouth, then glanced at his watch. It was six in the evening. He stood up and gave an order: "Feed her until she's finished. Train her well these next few days, teach her the rules. Tonight... bring her to my room." With that, he left without looking back. The maids obeyed, continuing to feed Guoguo the remaining steak and salad from the platters, bite by bite. Although the process took a considerable amount of time, the maids appeared very patient, knowing that the upcoming training would be physically demanding and required ample food to sustain the woman. After the meal, the restraints on Guoguo's legs were released, and the silver retainer in her mouth transformed back into a gag, firmly sealing her small mouth. The maids led her to the secret room filled with various BDSM implements. The room was dimly lit. The middle-aged maid had her stand on a treadmill. The treadmill had a special structure with a harness that gently suspended her body, so even if she lost her footing, she wouldn't fall to the ground. Then, the middle-aged maid turned on the treadmill, and the belt began to move slowly. However, the belt moved very slowly, and although Guoguo walked with a wobble, her body swaying from side to side, she could manage to stay upright. As time passed, Guoguo gradually found her balance on the treadmill and began to adapt to this mode of walking. As she became more proficient, the treadmill's speed increased, gradually approaching a normal walking pace. At this point, Guoguo began to struggle. Her ankles, encased in the high heels, throbbed with unbearable pain from the prolonged walking. She swayed precariously, barely able to keep up with the belt's speed. The middle-aged maid's icy voice rang out at the opportune moment: "Miss, if you cannot keep up, you will be punished." Her voice was devoid of emotion, yet it made Guoguo's heart lurch. Punishment... what would it be? She dared not imagine. She could only grit her teeth and desperately try to match the belt's speed, even if every step was accompanied by intense pain and humiliation. Finally, after five minutes, Guoguo reached her limit. Her legs felt like lead, so sore she couldn't lift them. Her foot slipped, and she completely lost pace with the treadmill. Her feet were dragged backward by the belt, but because her body was suspended by the harness, she didn't fall. Instead, she was pulled by a chain. Her legs hung limply, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't lift them. The maid turned off the treadmill and released the chain suspending her. Guoguo's feet finally found solid ground, but they remained weak and shaky. The maid led her to a metal cabinet filled with various implements.

"Endure," the maid's cold voice occasionally echoed in her ear, a reminder. Guoguo's body stiffened as the mechanical dildo penetrated her, her spread legs aching from the prolonged stretching. Her vision blurred, suppressed whimpers escaped her throat, and tears streamed down her face. Thus, after half a day of brutal training, Guoguo's body had reached a new limit. Under the relentless ravaging of the sex machine, she could finally last for half an hour without climaxing. She had learned to suppress it. After lunch and a brief rest, the maid gave Guoguo no chance to breathe, and she was led back to the secret room. The air in the secret room was as cold as ever. The maid walked to the depths of the room, where a peculiar piece of BDSM equipment stood. It was unlike the previous wooden horse or parallel rack; it was a specially made kneeling platform, constructed from black matte metal, with smooth silver components inlaid along the edges. In front of the platform were two semicircular indentations, clearly designed for knees. Behind the platform, a tall mechanical arm extended, topped with a complex pulley system. The maid directly ordered Guoguo to kneel and lie down on the platform. As Guoguo's knees touched the cold metal, a sharp sting shot through them. But she had learned to endure and knelt silently. The maid pressed a button on her navel, and Guoguo's thighs and calves were folded and bound together by silver rings. They were then fixed to the platform and pulled apart. Her anus and vulva were exposed. Next, the maid retrieved a thick iron chain from a hidden compartment beneath the platform. This chain was not ordinary metal but composed of countless small, sturdy silver links. She attached one end of the chain to the silver ring that restrained Guoguo's hands behind her back, and the other end was skillfully threaded through the pulley system above by the maid. "Creak—" As the maid operated the controls, the chain slowly tightened. Guoguo felt an upward force pulling from her arms behind her, her body leaning forward, lifted by the force from her bound arms. Her body was suspended parallel to the ground, forming a ninety-degree angle with her legs kneeling on the platform, with the majority of her body weight concentrated on her knees. Behind Guoguo, a towering sex machine stood ready. A massive dildo extended from the front of the machine. This dildo was different from the previous black silicone; it was semi-transparent, milky white, as if carved from jade. Its surface was covered with winding spiral protrusions and some suction-cup-like textures, making one imagine the terrifying expansion as it entered the body just by looking at it. Its head was designed as a large sphere, appearing extremely formidable. The maid smeared a generous amount of lubricant with a strange fragrance onto the massive dildo. The liquid was transparent and viscous, shimmering with a lustful sheen on the dildo's surface. Without giving Guoguo any psychological preparation, she activated the sex machine. "Hum—rumble—" The sex machine emitted a deeper, more powerful roar than before. The enormous, semi-transparent dildo, aimed at Guoguo's fully exposed vulva, penetrated her with an overwhelming force. "Ah—" A sharp cry of pain escaped Guoguo's throat. The dildo's massive head, like a boulder, forcefully squeezed her vulva, stretching her flesh to its absolute limit, bringing an unprecedented tearing sensation. The spiral protrusions mercilessly rubbed and ground every inch of her inner flesh as it entered, causing waves of intense pain. Her body tensed violently, her legs creaking under the restraint of the silver rings. The tail at her anus seemed to feel the violent impact at this moment, being forcefully pushed inward, bringing another indescribable pain and pleasure. However, after the pain came an even more surging, suffocating pleasure. As the massive dildo fully entered Guoguo's body, stretching her vulva to its limit, the feeling of fullness, of being completely filled and possessed, instantly engulfed her. The sex machine's enormous dildo plunged wildly into Guoguo's body at an astonishing speed. "Squelch—thud—" The sounds of flesh rubbing against flesh, and the dull thud of the dildo hitting the depths of her [X], echoed in the secret room. Guoguo's body swayed precariously under the endless, storm-like thrusting. Her consciousness began to blur, the entire world seeming to consist only of the dildo ravaging her insides, and the indescribable pain and pleasure it brought. The waves of orgasm were more violent, more surging than ever before, as if to consume her in an instant. She bit her tongue fiercely, trying to resist with pain. Sweat poured down her forehead and cheeks like rain. Her skin trembled, her breathing became rapid and heavy, and her body involuntarily arched, desperately trying to resist the orgasm that was about to break through her defenses. Under such violent thrusting, the tail at her anus also became more active. With each impact of the dildo, it was driven to rub and churn in the depths of her rectum, bringing an indescribable, strange pleasure. This dual stimulation made her body more sensitive and harder to control. She felt her sphincter muscles contracting uncontrollably, as if craving more invasion.

A man in black roughly grabbed her chin, forcing her small mouth open. Li Mengyan instinctively wanted to resist, but her body was tightly bound by iron shackles, rendering her immobile. A small silver ball was shoved into her mouth. The moment it entered her oral cavity, the ball inexplicably began to grow at an astonishing speed, instantly filling her mouth completely and rendering her unable to utter a sound. Next, the man in black roughly tore off Li Mengyan's black leather outfit. The leather ripped with a "hiss," becoming tattered fragments, completely exposing Li Mengyan's graceful body. They then quickly unlocked the cold iron restraints from her body, one by one. Li Mengyan knew that struggling would only bring more pain, so she allowed the men in black to fasten the cold silver restraints onto her. The metal pressed against every inch of her skin, accentuating her perfect figure even more seductively. Wang Yan watched this scene, smiling. "Didn't you dream of possessing this high-entropy alloy?" he said, his voice laced with a hint of seduction and mockery. "Now, this set of restraints on you is it. I've granted your wish..." He leaned forward, staring intently at Li Mengyan's body encased in the restraints. "How will you... thank me?" Li Mengyan stared fixedly at the silver chains on her body. The unique and peculiar sensation, amidst her terror, also sparked rapid calculations in her mind. She thought to herself, "This is indeed high-entropy alloy! If... if I can escape, I can take this high-entropy alloy with me..." Wang Yan's deep eyes seemed to penetrate her thoughts, as if he could read her mind. He slowly took out his phone and lightly swiped across the dark screen. Then, he opened an app, selected an icon shaped like a "puppy," and tapped it gently. Almost simultaneously, Li Mengyan felt a faint "buzzing" vibration from the silver chains on her body. The cold metal suddenly turned liquid and began to flow strangely along her body. The peculiar sensation sent a shiver down her spine. Immediately after, an irresistible force bent her arms sharply upwards, folding her upper and lower arms together, her elbow bent and forearm pointing straight up. Her legs were the same, knees bent and lower legs folded upwards. The force forcibly fixed her into an inhuman posture. The liquid alloy formed new restraints on her body, confining her into a comical and humiliating puppy pose. She lay on the carpet, her hands curled in front of her chest, but her arms were held straight up, forming a 90-degree angle with her body. She tried to retract them, but the restraints rigidly fixed her bones. Her legs were the same, unable to close, forming an extremely shameful M-shape, exposing her lower body completely. Two men in black stepped forward and helped her up. Li Mengyan's body was now fixed by the restraints into a semi-crouching posture, her elbows and knees on the ground, facing downwards, "standing" on the carpet like a puppy. Li Mengyan was filled with shock and anger. She discovered that her arms and thighs could not move sideways, only forwards and backwards. She was rigidly confined by the restraints within a very small range of motion, only able to move in predetermined directions. Wang Yan, holding the thin chain around her neck, gave it a gentle tug. Li Mengyan's body was pulled forward by the chain, forcing her to move. This instantly made her face flush. She, the dignified leader of Night Ember, was now being led on the carpet like a bitch. For her, the mental torment was a thousand times worse than death! Li Mengyan's angry eyes stared fixedly at Wang Yan. Unwillingly, she rotated the only fingers and toes that could move, hoping to break free. A wicked smile curved Wang Yan's lips. "That won't do..." he said, and tapped the app again. Li Mengyan's body stiffened abruptly. She felt the joints of her fingers and toes being bound by the metal, pressed tightly against her upper arms and thighs. They could not bend, could not move, and she was completely sealed in that humiliating "bitch" posture. Wang Yan coldly stared at Li Mengyan's body, now imprisoned in the bitch posture. Seeing the unyielding look in her eyes, he let out a cold sneer and tapped the app again. Almost simultaneously, Li Mengyan felt a faint tremor. Two streams of metal began to flow again, like two silver vipers, flowing along her neck towards her ears. The metal instantly enveloped her ears, forming long, sharp silver ears on either side of her head. These towering ears not only blocked her hearing but also gleamed coldly under the light, making her once proud face appear exceptionally demonic. However, this was just the beginning. Another, thicker stream of liquid metal slid down her spine towards her buttocks, flowing directly towards her rear. The metal pushed aside her anus and drilled into the small opening. "Mmm... Nngh..." Li Mengyan's body trembled violently, and a pained, humiliated moan escaped her nose. The metal continued to squeeze and penetrate deeper, only stopping when it entered her intestines. Immediately after, Li Mengyan felt the invading metal begin to slowly expand. The sensation of expansion from the inside out caused her body to tense instantly, every muscle trembling violently. One could even see her once flat abdomen slightly bulge as her rear was stretched open. Li Mengyan was filled with shame and rage, her mind about to explode. From childhood, even within the dangerous organization of Night Ember, she had maintained her pride and purity. She had never allowed any man the chance to touch her body, let alone now, stripped naked and displayed before a man. And her rear was being invaded and infinitely expanded by an alien object. As the metal continued to stretch her rear open, a tearing pain, as if piercing her bones, washed over her like a tide. It felt like countless sharp knives churning within her, causing mist to form in her once resilient eyes. Soon, tears uncontrollably streamed down her pale cheeks. She was bound by the restraints, and the only thing she could move was her head, which shook violently amidst the excruciating pain. She desperately shook her head, trying to cast away the bone-deep pain from the depths of her soul. However, it was useless, and even intensified with her shaking. Wang Yan stared at her near-collapse, a perverse satisfaction curving his lips. He enjoyed seeing proud women struggle. He picked up his wine glass and took another sip of red wine, as if savoring the most exquisite vintage. Finally... the suffocating expansion of metal in her rear stopped. More liquid metal flowed with a "swish," extending upwards from her rear and forming a short silver tail. The tail, like a dog's, curved upwards from behind her buttocks, complementing her silver long ears, completely transforming her into a humiliated form with canine features. Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction. "Very good. You should like what you see now." Saying this, he tugged the thin chain around Li Mengyan's neck and pulled her forward. Li Mengyan was pulled forward by the force around her neck. Her limbs seemed to move as if out of her control. As long as there was an external pull forward, the restraints would wrap around her limbs, making her walk like a dog, her left elbow and left knee moving forward, followed by her right elbow and right knee. And with the pulling force on her neck, her "walking" style could even change to a trot. This sent Li Mengyan plunging into an abyss. She could hear nothing now and had no idea what she had been restrained into. But she knew her current appearance must be extremely disheveled. And as she "walked," the tail at her rear kept swaying, causing the silver rod in her rear to constantly churn, sending a searing pain. Wang Yan led her around the room a few times, very pleased with the performance of the high-entropy alloy. He brought Li Mengyan to a large floor-to-ceiling mirror in the center of the cabin and stopped. Li Mengyan's tear-blurred eyes saw her reflection in the mirror—what a twisted, what a humiliating image! Silver long ears, a silver short tail, her limbs fixed in a "standing" posture like a bitch on the ground, a silver tail inserted into her rear, pointing high and swaying intermittently, her private parts exposed...

Xiao Fang leaned close to Guoguo's ear and whispered, "Don't worry, Guoguo jie. With us here, who would dare do anything to you?" As she spoke, Xiao Fang playfully slapped Guoguo's buttocks. The touch sent a jolt of tingling sensation through Guoguo, making her body stiffen. Guoguo's heart sank. She turned to look at Xiaoli, only to find that Xiaoli's face was no longer sweet and innocent. Instead, a smug, cold smile played on her lips. She saw Xiaoli pull a silver metallic object from her bag. It glinted under the light. Guoguo recognized it – it was the company's latest high-tech straight-arm restraint. Its surface was smooth, designed like a piece of art, but within it pulsed intricate mechanical structures and electronic components. Once locked, it couldn't be opened without a password or external remote. It also featured a timed release function, allowing it to be set for a specific duration before automatically unlocking. "No... don't..." Guoguo struggled desperately, trying to escape. But her struggles felt utterly futile against the two girls. Xiao Fang suddenly exerted force, yanking Guoguo's arms behind her back, eliciting a sharp cry of pain. Xiao Fang's strength was surprisingly immense; Guoguo's meager resistance was no match for it. She felt as if her joints were about to be dislocated, and the intense pain caused cold sweat to bead on her forehead. Xiaoli expertly locked the silver restraints onto Guoguo's wrists and forearms. With two crisp clicks, the cold metal securely bound Guoguo's hands. One end of the handcuff clamped onto Guoguo's wrist, connected by a metal rod to the other end, which locked around her forearm. This not only secured her hands behind her back but also forcibly pulled them together, creating a Y-shaped restraint. Guoguo's breathing grew ragged, a sense of dread washing over her. "What... what do you want to do?!" Her voice was choked with a mix of anger and fear. A triumphant smile spread across Xiaoli's face. She tapped a few buttons on a miniature display on the restraint. "Beep – beep – beep – beep!" Four clear beeps sounded, and a countdown appeared on the screen: "4:00:00". "Four hours!" Xiaoli said with a mischievous tone. "Guoguo jie, this restraint won't unlock for another four hours. Struggling now is just a waste of energy." Guoguo's face turned ashen. "How... how could you do this!" Xiao Fang gently brushed a stray strand of hair from Guoguo's forehead. She whispered in Guoguo's ear, "Guoguo jie, don't be angry. We have no choice either." Her tone was tinged with feigned innocence. "This is Mr. Wang's order. He said he wants us to let you experience the company's latest product." Xiao Fang's fingertip traced Guoguo's cheek, a subtle, ambiguous caress. "This way, you can understand the product better and provide Mr. Wang with more detailed feedback later, right?" Xiao Fang's smile widened, blooming like a poisonous poppy in Guoguo's eyes. Guoguo's lips parted, about to speak, when a silicone gag was thrust into her mouth, leaving her only able to utter muffled sounds. Xiaoli, from somewhere in her bag, had produced a large silicone gag and shoved it into Guoguo's mouth as she opened it. Guoguo's mouth was forced open, the soft silicone pressing against her teeth and tongue. Xiaoli moved behind Guoguo's head and expertly tightened the gag's straps, sealing Guoguo's mouth completely. Xiao Fang then retrieved a gleaming silver leg restraint from her bag. This one was also timed. It consisted of two metal rings connected by a short chain. Xiao Fang fastened the leg restraint around Guoguo's thighs, the short chain restricting her legs to a very narrow range, severely limiting her movement. "Beep – beep – beep – beep!" Xiao Fang also set a four-hour timed release. She stood up, clapped her hands, and looked at Guoguo's perfectly bound body with a satisfied smile. She wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead. "All done! Guoguo jie, the restraints will automatically unlock in four hours. It's best not to struggle and waste your energy in the meantime." Guoguo writhed weakly, only able to emit muffled sounds of despair from her gagged mouth. She felt an unprecedented wave of humiliation and rage. Xiaoli then produced a metal collar from her bag. It was exquisitely designed, adorned with intricate patterns. She skillfully fastened it around Guoguo's neck. A delicate silver chain extended from the collar, reaching down to Guoguo's knees, making a faint clinking sound as she shifted. Guoguo was wearing thermal underwear and leg-shaping tights. Although the restraints held her tightly, the thick fabric offered some protection, making it not entirely unbearable. Xiao Fang found Guoguo's thick windbreaker from the closet and helped her put it on. The coat was loose-fitting, perfectly concealing Guoguo's restrained body. She buttoned up the windbreaker, ensuring that from the outside, there was no visible sign of Guoguo's bondage, except for the slightly noticeable gag. Xiaoli produced a mask and smiled. "With this on, no one will be able to tell!" She placed it over Guoguo's face, leaving only her beautiful eyes visible.