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The Chronicle of the Immortal Sect's Captive Beauties

Author: GlkbtkLatest chapter: 第84章 公主的游戏
Word Count: 266,723字
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A young girl, abandoned in a river and raised by her grandfather, is forced into the world of cultivation after his death. Unexpectedly, she becomes entangled in a lesbian bondage story involving peerless beauties such as immortal sect fairies, imperial princesses, supreme empresses, and queens of the Western Regions.

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Before Ye Lingyun could react, all the vines exerted force simultaneously, lifting her feet and suspending her in mid-air, spread-eagle and facing downwards. Then, the vines continued to densely coil around her body, binding her hands firmly behind her back. Her forearms were overlapped and tied together, her wrists secured tightly to the elbows of her other arm, fixing them rigidly to her torso. Even her ten slender, pale fingers were spread and bound precisely at the knuckles. Her legs were forcibly spread apart by the vines, knees bent, and her thighs and calves were bound tightly together. Her fair, tender feet were tied beneath her buttocks. Following this, the vines restraining her limbs tightened towards the center, hanging her from the vine tree like a pendant. Ye Lingyun's body was now arched backward, her hands and feet bound together behind her, suspended in mid-air in a posture resembling a horse being dragged backward. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she let out an annoyed huff. "This is truly some wicked sorcery." Liu Ruoxi scratched her head sheepishly, saying awkwardly, "Actually, this spell isn't over yet." "Not over yet? What else are you planning to tie me into... Eek!" Suddenly, more vines emerged. This time, however, they didn't continue to bind Ye Lingyun. Instead, they reached onto her body, and on the sensitive, tender flesh exposed from her clothing, they began to lightly tickle her, one by one, like fingers. "Eek, no~~~, you idiot! What are you doing, haha, annoying! You, you hussy, a little hussy taught by an old hussy!" "Hey, don't insult my grandfather!" "I will insult him! Your grandfather is an old hussy, and these are cowhide ropes, hussy ropes." "These aren't cowhide ropes, they're thousand-year-old vines, they just look like ropes," Liu Ruoxi explained. "Hussy vines." "You'd better not insult them." "Why not? I will insult them! They're treating me like this, why can't I insult them? Huh?" "It's over." After a brief pause, the vines, as if enraged like a statue, suddenly surged from the tree in ten times the previous quantity. The playful tickling instantly transformed into torture. Each vine moved at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye, frantically ravaging the exposed, sensitive flesh of Ye Lingyun. Her armpits, ribs, waist, abdomen, and even the inner thighs were all being teased and rubbed by countless vines. Her slender neck was also being scraped by thin leaves that extended from the vines, and even her delicate ears were invaded by extremely fine vines, stimulating the inside of her ears like an ear pick, as if tickling directly inside her head. "Eek, annoying! Wh-what are you doing! Ugh, this feels, so strange, hee hee! Qu-quick, stop, this is too much! Ugh, I hate it!" Ye Lingyun let out strange sounds while urging Liu Ruoxi to stop the spell. However, the spell, which was initially under Liu Ruoxi's control, had now gained sentience due to Ye Lingyun's earlier insults. The already weak Liu Ruoxi had completely lost control of these vines, meaning she could no longer interrupt the spell. "I, I can't control them anymore. You insulted them before, they must be angry. I couldn't fully control these vines to begin with, and now I've completely lost control. But no matter what, this should just be a low-level Qi Condensation spell. Why don't you try to break free yourself?"

With that said, the woman turned her head, her eyes falling to the slightly cooled roasted leg of lamb that she had set aside at the very beginning. She rolled Yu Linglong over onto her stomach on the bed, her legs crossed and spread flat. At this time, Yu Linglong's delicate face was like jade, cherry lips containing a smile, long shiny hair naturally draped over her shoulders, her whole body was crisscrossed by dozens of ropes tightly entangled, tied up tightly and motionless, like a jade sculpture as fascinating. The woman will be Yu Linglong thighs at the root of the rope in the thighs and ankles around three circles slowly tighten the knot, and then the rope will be wrapped around the rope across the binding legs tighten the knot at the ankle binding, so that Yu Linglong legs maximize the extent of the tightly attached together can not be separated. After that, pick up a rope, folded one end of the binding at the ankle, the other end of the rope upward and upward through the back of the neck of Yu Linglong and then return to the ankle, and so on repeatedly three circles slowly tighten, Yu Linglong's body is also gradually in the reverse arch, the chest by the extrusion of the bondage feeling more intense stimulation, Yu Linglong can not help but whimpering and moaning up. The woman will be Yu Linglong body backward bend to the maximum limit before tying the knot binding, and finally the rope will be horizontal around Yu Linglong arm waist and connect the back neck ankle rope together with three rounds of winding bundles tied tightly fixed. Yu Linglong now can not see their own feet, can not see what the woman is doing, the sense of fear and helplessness suddenly increased. The woman once again brought the roasted leg of lamb, turned her palm into a knife and swished off a few slices. Then she arranged those slices of roasted leg of lamb on Yu Linglong's flattened feet, and even stuffed a few slices between her toes, and then pinched her toes to hold them. The woman looked at the "food" in front of her, licked her lips, and then pounced on it, feasting on it. Sucking away the greasy roasted leg of lamb from Yu Linglong's silky smooth feet, the greasy texture was instantly neutralized by the plant's fragrance and [X]'s sweetness, leaving behind only the sweet taste that lingers on the lips and teeth. The meat sandwiched between the toes is even more delicious. Take a bite of both toes, use your tongue to pry the meat out from between the slippery toes little by little, and then stick your tongue between the toes after eating the meat to lick up the remaining juices as well. The woman ate and praised, finished eating, and then peeled off a few pieces of lamb leg meat, set up to continue to eat. It did not take long, a whole leg of lamb was eaten only bones, and the woman also pounced on the soles of Yu Linglong's feet, licked all the residual grease spices on the palms of the feet, licked and looked at Yu Linglong's palms of the feet with a look of unfulfilled desire. And Yu Linglong had long been exhausted at this time, her face was covered with tear stains and sweat, her eyes were mesmerized. No wonder my sister likes being tickled on her feet so much, Yu Linglong's heart thought. At first when Yu Linglong was being tickled by the woman on her soles, she was very resistant inside, and when the woman started to sniff and even lick the soles of Yu Linglong's feet, she herself obviously felt even more itchy, but she couldn't hate this feeling at all. It seems that our Yu Clan really was born with a pair of beautiful feet, no wonder our ancestors don't let us wear shoes, just so that we can have more chances to be tickled on the soles of our feet ah. While Yu Linglong was still thinking on this end, the woman wiped her mouth and nodded her head in satisfaction before suddenly tapping her head: "Oops, I almost got addicted to eating accidentally. Ah ah, I almost forgot that I have something important to do on this trip to Easy. Well, fox spirit, looking at your reaction when I licked the soles of your feet, you look like you're about to melt away, you should be a good demon without running away." Afterwards, the woman fished out a round piece of paper from her bag, and with a snap, slapped it on the soles of Yu Linglong's feet and pasted it. "This is my good demon sticker, I will help the demon with this sticker when it encounters trouble, of course, after doing a good favor I might even charge a simple 'fee', heh heh heh." After saying that, the woman will flip out of the window, and Yu Linglong is still tied there, lying on the bed and crossing the legs can not move, until the woman left and after about an incense stick of time, Yu Linglong only feel that the body slowly can be moved, and then it is to think of ways to untie the ropes on their own. Fortunately, Yu Linglong is very proficient in the art of unbinding, his fingers are not tied up, and at the same time, the breath in the body is not suppressed by the rope, the luck of unbinding is not a difficult thing. "Aiya, it hurts, damn woman, to be tied so tightly." Breaking free from the binding Yu Linglong complained, the first thing after that was to do up and see what the woman had put on the soles of her feet. Only to see that on the center of one's foot, there was a circular yellow sticker with a pattern that was supposed to be a face. The face was rather abstract, with eyes completing the moon, while the eyes were slanted to the same side, and the corners of the mouth were also turned upwards in an exaggerated magnitude, giving the round yellow sticker a rather comical smiley face. Yu Linglong tried it and found that it could be easily removed, and it seemed to be able to be re-sticked on other places after it was removed. Yu Linglong originally wanted to throw away this sticker that symbolized her humiliating experience, but after she thought about what the woman said before she left, and the subtle sensation of being licked and eaten by the woman's paw, Yu Linglong blushed again.

Shangguan Yue's physique was undeniably enviable. As a martial artist who had honed her body to its peak through years of training, her figure was perfectly proportioned – slender where it should be, and full where it ought to be. Her muscles, while radiating power, retained an exceptional suppleness, lending her an exquisitely aesthetic appearance. Even Ye Qingrou, whose graceful figure was the result of years of dedicated dance practice, felt a pang of jealousy at Shangguan Yue's toned physique. "Princess, what should we do next?" At Yan Ruyu's question, Ye Qingrou's gaze instinctively fell upon Shangguan Yue's feet. Her skin was remarkably fair, and her feet, encased in foot thongs, appeared delicate in contrast to her tall frame. Her feet were narrow, with a pronounced arch, and her toes were long and strong, her toenails neat and lustrous. They possessed an unadorned, natural beauty. One might have expected the feet of a martial artist like Shangguan Yue to be thick and calloused. To Ye Qingrou's surprise, not only did Shangguan Yue's feet look slender and exquisite, but they also felt soft and smooth to the touch. As Ye Qingrou gently stroked Shangguan Yue's sole, the latter instinctively pulled her foot back a short distance, startling Ye Qingrou. Fortunately, Shangguan Yue had drunk far too much and showed no signs of waking. She merely let out a few soft moans before resuming her deep, even breathing, sleeping soundly. Ye Qingrou then produced a bundle of pre-prepared ropes, intending to tie Shangguan Yue up first. However, holding a length of rope, she stared blankly at the sleeping Shangguan Yue on the bed, then turned to Yan Ruyu with a somewhat awkward expression. "How… how should I tie her up properly?" Ye Qingrou had actually planned to use Shangguan Yue's own tactics against her. Shangguan Yue often tickled her when she wasn't paying attention, and today, Ye Qingrou intended to retaliate fiercely. But how exactly should she proceed? At the princess's question, Yan Ruyu's mind immediately conjured a wealth of experience. In the Free and Unfettered sect, the practice of tickling the soles of the feet had originated with the Princess Consort. As a maid who had grown up with the Princess Consort, Yan Ruyu was naturally well-versed in this art, albeit from the perspective of being tickled. Yan Ruyu's naturally somewhat ditzy personality, coupled with her inherent clumsiness, often led to her being the recipient of foot tickling as a form of punishment. When it came to tickling others, she was completely clueless. Seeing that Yan Ruyu was of no help, Ye Qingrou decided to simply tie Shangguan Yue to the bed for now. She instructed Yan Ruyu to hold Shangguan Yue's hands above her head and tie them to the sides of the bedposts with specially made ropes. These ropes were exceptionally strong yet smooth and soft, a gift Ye Qingrou had specifically obtained from her mother. Ye Qingrou then took a rope herself and went to Shangguan Yue's feet. She brought her legs together and wound the rope around them several times, finally securing her ankles together. She then tied the rope to the foot of the bed for stability. Yu Linglong sat to the side, watching their busy work with amusement, a small plate of wine in her hand, which she sipped from occasionally. Shangguan Yue was truly drunk; she hadn't even woken up after being tied up. Ye Qingrou called Yan Ruyu over and asked if anything was still lacking. Yan Ruyu's gaze swept from Shangguan Yue's head to her toes, and after carefully recalling her past experiences, she suddenly clapped her hands. "Princess, we can add a rope to her toes!" Ye Qingrou's mouth formed an "o" shape, and she quickly nodded in agreement. She then picked up a rope and tied Shangguan Yue's two big toes together. Following Yan Ruyu's suggestion, she then used another rope to connect the rope binding the toes to the rope binding the ankles, creating a taut pull. Seeing Shangguan Yue's toes stretched backward due to the tension of the ropes, her soles pulled taut, Ye Qingrou nodded with satisfaction. Yan Ruyu also appeared excited, finally having the opportunity to tickle someone else! Ye Qingrou once again extended her fingers towards Shangguan Yue's sole. This time, however, it wasn't a gentle caress. She reached for her second toe, slipped her finger into the toe ring of the foot thong at the base of her toes, and hooked her finger to pull it off Shangguan Yue's forefoot. She then pulled the stirrup of the foot thong, which had been wrapped around Shangguan Yue's sole, down to her ankle, completely freeing her sole from the foot thong. Then, Ye Qingrou's fingertips moved towards Shangguan Yue's sole. "Eeeek!" At this, Shangguan Yue finally woke from her slumber. Awakened in such a manner after drinking, her head was still groggy, and she couldn't quite grasp her current situation. She only felt something sharp brush against her sole, a powerful itch surging to the top of her head. She instinctively tried to pull her foot back, only to find her feet bound together and unable to move. "Huh???" Looking at Ye Qingrou, she saw no intention of explaining. Ye Qingrou now held her palms upward, fingers curled, and began to slowly crawl and tickle upwards from Shangguan Yue's heel. Shangguan Yue's body tensed, and she almost sprang off the bed. "Ah ha ha ha ha! It tickles! Ah ha ha ha ha!" Yan Ruyu, watching Shangguan Yue's reaction from the side, rubbed her hands together excitedly. She looked expectantly at Ye Qingrou, who gave a slight nod of assent. Seeing this, Yan Ruyu quickly ran to the head of the bed and slipped her hands under Shangguan Yue's unguarded armpits. "Ouch! What are you doing! Ah ha ha ha ha!" Under the "pincer attack" from Ye Qingrou and Yan Ruyu, Shangguan Yue was completely roused from her drunken stupor. However, she had no idea why they had tied her up and were tickling her.

Sena couldn't see what was happening behind her head, but she could feel her hair being manipulated and pulled back, so she could guess what Ye Lingyun intended to do. She bit her lower lip in anticipation, whimpering as she waited. "Pweeeehahahaha! Eheeheeheehee! So comfy! So comfy, ohohoho! Ahahahaha! Too comfy! Ahahahaha! Hehehe!" Her smooth black hair instantly coiled around both of her feet. Ye Lingyun withdrew the strands she had been using to tickle Sena's toes, leaving the insatiable Queen of Joy entirely to her own hair. Each strand of hair appeared to have little strength, but their sheer number was overwhelming. Each braid contained at least forty to fifty thousand strands, and when they crawled and tickled Sena's feet, they were everywhere. The sensation of every minute part of her feet being occupied and tickled by hair was unbearable. Yet, despite laughing so hard that tears and drool streamed down her face, the Queen of Joy tirelessly demanded more. "Ehehe! Ehehehe! So comfy! I'm going to die from comfort! I want more tickles! Hahahahahaha! I want to be tickled even more fiercely! Heeheeheeheehee! Hurry and tickle me harder!" This was the first time Ye Lingyun had encountered such a woman. Seeing her approach with a rope earlier, Ye Lingyun had expected to be bullied. But in the blink of an eye, she had handed the rope to Ye Lingyun, asking to be tied up and tickled mercilessly for amusement. Truly worthy of being a Queen of the Ecstasy Cult, her hobbies were certainly unique. In any case, tickling someone was better than being tickled. Ye Lingyun quickly stripped and bound the Queen of Joy. "I've been underestimated!" Ye Lingyun thought. "Why don't they ask around in Heavenly City? Fairy Lingyun is also a notorious demoness there. Now, I'll have to show you my dazzling tickling techniques." Alas, things didn't go as planned. She had expected to easily tickle the Queen of Joy into tears and pleas for mercy, but even with her heavy-handed approach, the woman still wasn't satisfied. Ye Lingyun looked at Sena's slender and beautiful jade feet, now completely entangled by her own black hair, the fair flesh almost hidden. There was simply no more room on her feet to tickle. So, Ye Lingyun turned her gaze to Sena's body, suspended in mid-air by golden ropes. "Everyone heard that, she asked for it. Don't blame me if I go too far later!" Ye Lingyun chanted a spell and made a gesture. The ribbon binding her hair loosened, and her long black hair unfurled behind her as if alive. Simultaneously, the various ribbons on her clothes also came to "life," fluttering beside Ye Lingyun along with the ribbon that had bound her hair. Ye Lingyun extended her fingers towards the Queen of Joy in the air. Immediately, the dancing hair and silk ribbons shot towards the fair, naked body adorned with golden ropes, burrowing into sensitive areas all over, not missing even the most minute crevices. "Ahahahaha! Ueeheeheehee! Gahaahahahaha! Cough, cough!" The Queen of Joy, her entire body entangled and tickled by strands of hair, was laughing so hard she couldn't speak. The intense laughter made it difficult for her to breathe, her face turned red, and tears and drool splattered uncontrollably. Fortunately, this full-body tickling didn't last long. Ye Lingyun soon retracted her hair. However, Sena's own hair was still controlled by Ye Lingyun, wrapped around her feet, inch by inch, tickling the sensitive flesh of her beautiful feet. "Haah! Hahahahahaha!" Though still laughing, Sena could finally breathe deeply. She gasped for air like someone who had just been drowning. "So, so comfy! Truly worthy of Fairy Lingyun! It's been so long since I've been tickled this wonderfully! Hahahahahaha!" Ye Lingyun was stunned. Seeing Sena looking so utterly satisfied after that wave of tickling, Ye Lingyun couldn't help but feel a sense of defeat. With a dejected expression, she gathered the hair from Sena's feet back behind her. Then, she began to untie the ropes binding her, releasing her from the suspended state. Sena sat on the bed, gently rubbing her wrists and ankles, which were sore from being bound. Her expression was one of lingering desire and a touch of wistful loss.

It was as if everything had returned to ten years ago, the moment Meixian'er first met Qinglong. Although Meixian'er had thought more than once if she hadn't come out of her small bamboo hut and met Qinglong, would everything have changed. But when she returned to this scene again, she still spoke. After that, it was no different from before, Qinglong's nervousness and awkwardness, Meixian'er's playfulness and seduction. The two bodies drew closer again. However, this time, Qinglong did not just leave behind a painting as before. "Miss Xian'er, would you like to become my slave?" "Ding ling" Meixian'er trembled all over at these words, and a bell rang out at the same time. Meixian'er was completely naked at this moment, her jade-like skin crystal clear and translucent, and on her white jade-like delicate body, golden ropes were crisscrossed, suspending her in the air, arched backward. Meixian'er's arms were held straight behind her, tightly bound to her body by dense ropes. Her legs were folded, her feet tied together with very short ropes and her wrists. Her legs were spread apart, her gateway wide open, and her nine large tails were lifted up from her buttocks by ropes, her jade feet crossed and stacked at her buttocks, her ankles crossed and tightly bound. Golden ropes bound her two small toes together, and her big toes were tied to the sides of her thighs with ropes. Meixian'er's eyes were covered with a strip of golden-yellow cloth, her mouth was stuffed full, and then gagged with the same cloth. As for the initial bell sound, it came from below Meixian'er's body. Her snow-white tender [X] was hung with two golden bells by golden thin ropes. Another identical bell was hung between her legs. Meixian'er's toes were forced to spread open due to being bound, and on her flat, taut soles, the characters "淫" and "蹄" were written again. "Now, the girl's suffering and joy are all in the monk's thoughts. Why doesn't the girl completely let down her guard, obediently become the monk's slave, and enjoy eternal bliss?" Qinglong extended his hands, his four fingers passing through the gaps between Meixian'er's toes, gathering at her extremely tender soles, and gently stroking and massaging them. It didn't take long for Meixian'er's spread legs to begin to secrete liquid continuously, and the bells rang loudly due to her body trembling non-stop... Qinglong replaced the pads of his fingers stroking her soles with his fingernails, and directly bent his fingers, letting his nails scratch from Meixian'er's soles all the way to her toe gaps. Light yellow [X] instantly gushed out, splashing everywhere. Qinglong walked around to Meixian'er's front and gently removed the stuffing from her mouth. "Miss Xian'er, would you like to become my slave?"

Mei Xian'er giggled, wriggling her body, but she was still held quite securely, with Yu Linglong straddling her. As for her feet, it was difficult to make any effective struggles. Yu Linglong firmly controlled Mei Xian'er's toes, rendering all her attempts at resistance futile. Mei Xian'er was soon squealing under Liu Ruoxi's relentless tickling. However, Liu Ruoxi knew that this level of tickling was hardly a punishment for Mei Xian'er. So, Liu Ruoxi took out a few small rods from the box, each tipped with a dense cluster of fine fuzz. Liu Ruoxi inserted these fuzzy rods one by one into the spread toes of Mei Xian'er's feet and gently twisted them. The fuzz on the rods, like willow catkins blown by the wind, clung to Mei Xian'er's tender and sensitive toe gaps. "Ah! This! It's so uncomfortable! I don't like this!" Mei Xian'er desperately tried to rub her toes together, to dislodge the fuzz from between them. But how could Yu Linglong give her such an opportunity? She firmly held Mei Xian'er's toes, denying them any chance to touch each other. Without any obstruction, Liu Ruoxi quickly attached all the fuzz from the small rods to Mei Xian'er's toe gaps. Mei Xian'er's toes were now covered as if by a layer of snow-white fuzz, the delicate and hidden flesh between her toes completely hidden by the fluff. "Ah! No! This is really too unbearable! Linglong, help me get it off!" Mei Xian'er's tone began to carry a hint of anxiety, but Yu Linglong, of course, had no intention of listening to her and helping her remove the fuzz. Liu Ruoxi then took out a small tube from the box. She aimed the tube at Mei Xian'er's toe gaps, now covered in white fuzz, and squeezed out a drop of transparent liquid onto the fuzz. Upon contact with the liquid, the fuzz began to writhe on its own. "Ahhh! What is this stuff? It's so disgusting! Get it off! Hateful! I hate this!" Mei Xian'er cried out in alarm, her voice tinged with a hint of tears. But Liu Ruoxi felt no pity at this moment. She continued to hold the tube, dripping a drop of liquid into the other toe gaps of Mei Xian'er, making all the fuzz in her toe gaps "come alive." When the liquid in the tube was finished, Liu Ruoxi placed it back in the box. Mei Xian'er, meanwhile, was already sobbing from the discomfort. "Wuwuwu! It's so uncomfortable! I don't want this! Wuwuwu!" Normally, Liu Ruoxi would have been unable to resist Mei Xian'er's coquettish sobs. But today, thinking of that painting, Liu Ruoxi felt a strange emotion that made her unwilling to let the soft, cute, and pitiful fox before her off the hook so easily. Driven by that emotion, Liu Ruoxi pulled out one strange contraption after another from the box and mercilessly applied them to Mei Xian'er's beautiful feet, causing Mei Xian'er to shriek, then laugh, cry, and beg for them to stop, tears streaming down her face. Even Yu Linglong, who was straddling her, was struggling to restrain the violently reacting Mei Xian'er. For this, Liu Ruoxi specially crafted a "chair" for Mei Xian'er. She used earth magic to create a bench-like chair. Mei Xian'er was still wrapped in the quilt, her legs stretched forward and placed on the seat of the chair. Then, shackles made of stone and earth firmly secured Mei Xian'er's quilt-wrapped legs to the bench. Mei Xian'er's upper body was similarly secured to the backrest of the bench. In this way, Mei Xian'er was completely wrapped in the quilt, with only her head and feet exposed. Her legs were stretched forward and fixed to the earthen backrest bench created by Liu Ruoxi's magic. With Liu Ruoxi's magic sealing Mei Xian'er's spiritual power, she was truly and completely stripped of her ability to resist. At the same time, at the end of the bench, Liu Ruoxi condensed a stone foot shackle, directly and firmly securing Mei Xian'er's feet and all ten soft toes, thus freeing Yu Linglong as well. The pitiful Mei Xian'er could only watch helplessly as her two closest companions, one meticulously applying strange potions to every corner of her soles, while the other selected various tools from her terrifying box that Mei Xian'er had never seen before. "No~~~ Sister Ruoxi, Linglong, don't do this~~~ Wuwuwu~~~"