The Erotic Maiden's Descent

On the top floor of the cruise ship "Qixia," in the exclusive VIP sun deck area. Su Wan, dressed in a brocade cotton robe, sat by the tea table, gazing intently at the neatly arranged iron cages in the corner of the deck. Inside the cages were beautiful young girls. They wore latex blindfolds, gags, and high-necked collars, with every movable part of their bodies securely bound by metal instruments and shackles. The full mounds of their breasts were locked by root-based breast clamps, becoming firmer and trembling gently with each breath, as enticing as ripe peaches. Their slender waists were completely constricted by metal corsets, accentuating their round, perky buttocks. Their

As the words fell, the floor in the center of the auction stage silently opened, and a massive transparent cylinder, constructed from explosion-proof glass and alloy frames, slowly rose, emitting wisps of white mist. Three suspended screens simultaneously lit up, broadcasting the scene in real-time. Within this transparent cylinder, there was no decoration, only absolute pure white. Against this stark white backdrop, the ultimate item of the silent auction was confined: a doll-like, innocently seductive loli. Her fair, smooth skin was completely bare. Every part of her body that could be moved was firmly restrained by metal frameworks, forcing her into a humiliating pose of chest puffed out, head held high, and squatting on tiptoe. Her exposed breasts were bound by a hollowed-out cage, metal rings like surgical markings precisely locking the base, middle, and tips. The constriction caused her flesh to spill out, a delicate pink against her

"So... I just want to know what 'prepared flesh' means..." "Prepared flesh is the general term for slaves. They are rated based on factors like appearance, submissiveness, and obedience. The higher the rank, the better their living conditions." Liu Shu gently pushed her glasses up with her middle finger. "You're lucky to have caught the Lord's eye and been directly classified as an A-grade prepared flesh. That's a dream come true that other bitches wouldn't dare to imagine." "A-grade?" Su Wan tilted her head, a little confused. "To give you an example, prepared flesh are like worker ants in an anthill, performing tasks according to their rank and being promoted or demoted based on their contributions." According to Liu Shu, prepared flesh were divided into three levels. C-grade were the most lowly, imprisoned in the lowest levels, stripped of all dignity and rights, reduced to livestock, and forcibly inseminated for milk. B-grade performed basic labor, or were bound as toilets, or confined as living furniture, earning meager wages in the process. "A-grade is the easiest. You only need to undergo flexibility, physical fitness, and shame training weekly. Once you meet the standards, you'll be sent out to clients." Flexibility? Physical fitness and shame training? Su Wan's delicate body trembled, and images of herself bound in various painful positions, displayed for exhibition, flooded her mind. Meet the standards... sent out to clients... I'm about to be ravaged repeatedly... even ejaculated upon... The chaebol daughter, led around like a bitch, her pupils contracted slightly in fear, her heart pounding in her throat. However, the two tender buds on her chest became even more erect and firm, silently testifying to her true inner emotions. Liu Shu took out a key and unlocked the iron door. The anthill structure suddenly disappeared, replaced by a spiraling staircase leading upwards. The light here became a little brighter. The walls were covered with a net woven from red ropes, and the air was filled with the smell of rust. Soon, they reached the end of the spiral staircase. The moment Liu Shu pushed open the iron door, Su Wan's face was filled with horror, her eyes wide open. In front of them was a straight corridor paved with a red carpet. On both sides of the corridor, every half meter, metal frames were embedded against the wall, and within each frame, a naked girl was confined. They were forcibly fixed in an inverted M-spread-legs, arched-back position. Their full breasts were constricted into flat spheres by metal rings at the base. Their skin was rosy white, firm, and elastic. Their anuses were filled and blocked with candle holders equipped with dildos. The candle holders were specially designed and could not be removed except for basic maintenance. Another set of burning candles was placed at the soles of their feet. Even if they cried out in pain from the heat, they could only endure it silently, as even their toes were bound by metal rings at the base. Most shocking of all,

"Binding Competition," a unique event of the White Rose, primarily features past "test subjects" as contestants. They race and engage in strategic combat while naked, bound, and equipped with various vibrators. Ji Yuheng left the attic and entered the study. She lightly pressed the base of a gilded candelabra. The entire bookshelf trembled slightly, then slowly opened to both sides, revealing a deep, dimly lit spiral staircase. A damp smell assailed her nostrils. She put on a mask, lit a candle, and descended the stairs by its faint glow. She soon reached the secret chamber at the end of the staircase and verified her iris to unlock the alloy steel door. The secret chamber was filled with various life monitoring devices, their intricate wiring resembling a spiderweb connecting them all. At the center of this web was an oval glass display case filled with a viscous pink liquid. Inside, a woman with disheveled dark hair, skin like congealed fat, and completely naked was submerged. Every movable part of her body was tightly bound by gilded rings, forcing her into a ballet pose: her left leg straight and tiptoed, her right leg raised and bent, and her arms held in a circular embrace. Her full, perky breasts were flattened into discs by rings at their base, and the tips were also restrained. Her smooth skin was flushed pink, appearing as tempting as a ripe peach. Her vulva was forcibly pried open by a speculum, stretching the two plump labia into thin, translucent, and glistening wings. Her "honeycomb" was stretched to its limit by a special dilator, clearly revealing a full uterus that trembled slightly, sucking the viscous fluid. Most shocking were the various tubes and wires inserted into her throat, nasal cavity, urethra, and anus, along with a closed-loop enema system to provide basic life support. It looked like a perverse experiment, but also like a breathing, living jade statue, quietly sleeping within the glass display case. Nearby were specialized instruments for monitoring brainwaves, microcirculation, skin condition, and vital signs, which periodically administered anticoagulants, muscle maintenance agents, neuromuscular stimulation, and intra-articular injections. "Ying Zhi..." Ji Yuheng stood still, gazing at the perfect body in the glass display case, her eyes filled with longing, as if recalling their past time together. She murmured the name. After a long moment, she snapped back to reality, walked to the control console, took out a secret key to unlock the safety cover, and pressed the prominent red button. "Bzzzzzz..." A faint vibration sounded. Inside the glass display case, the precise instruments restraining Ying Zhi's mouth and nose unlocked simultaneously. The nutrient fluid tubes retracted rapidly, disappearing into the inner wall. The gilded eye mask covering her eyes split in the middle and slowly retracted to both sides. The tube inserted into her stomach was suddenly withdrawn from her mouth. Ying Zhi's delicate body trembled, and she began to gag violently. The viscous, transparent nutrient fluid slid down her lips, dripping onto the two swollen, purplish mounds of flesh on her chest. The gagging lasted for tens of seconds, turning into broken, weak gasps. Ying Zhi struggled to regulate her breathing. Her beautiful face, naturally imbued with a seductive charm, had eyelashes that trembled slightly. She attempted to open her eyes, her amber pupils constricting uncontrollably from the light, gradually focusing. She stared blankly at Ji Yuheng standing at the control console, as if she had just relearned how to speak. Her voice was weak and unfamiliar: "You... you still deign to visit me?" Ji Yuheng remained silent, standing motionless with a blank expression. She looked at Ying Zhi's exquisite face, which remained beautiful despite prolonged confinement. After two or three seconds, she slowly spoke, devoid of any emotion: "Do you want to get out?" Ying Zhi paused, then quickly came to her senses. A self-mocking, bitter smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "To become your money-making tool again?" She was once a direct descendant of the Ying family. To help her sister fulfill her wish, she voluntarily became a test subject for the White Rose competition. However, failing to obtain the medal, she was forced to become a "Binding Girl" at the border base. Initially, relying on her naturally flexible body, extraordinary sensitive nerves, and high tolerance, she quickly rose to prominence in the competition, earning the title "Unbeaten Rose." This caught Ji Yuheng's attention. The latter solemnly promised that as long as she cooperated with physical modifications and training, she would find an opportunity to help her escape her suffering and regain her freedom. But as time went on, Ying Zhi gradually realized it was a blatant deception. Each victory in the competition only added new shackles to herself. Consequently, she publicly refused to compete and announced her permanent withdrawal, leading to her lifelong imprisonment.