Captured and Humiliated Heroines

Ye Qing'er reacted too slowly and was directly knocked to the ground by the large net. Her Luoshui sword also fell to the side. It turned out to be another person. While Ye Qing'er was fighting with the big man, he had tied the woman to a tree and then sneaked up behind Ye Qing'er, throwing the specially prepared large net at her. Ye Qing'er, who was completely unprepared, was caught in it. However, Ye Qing'er was not panicked because her Luoshui sword was also within the net. These two weren't that stupid after all. Just as Ye Qing'er reached out to grab her Luoshui sword, she stopped halfway. To her surprise, the big man had already retrieved her Luoshui sword from the net before her and drew his own sword, pointing it at her. "Damn it, I was careless!" Ye Qing'er was filled with regret. Was she going to be captured by these two men so soon after entering the martial arts world? Ye Qing'er gritted her teeth, contemplating how to escape. "The sword is in my hand. If you don't want to die, be obedient," Ye Qing'er said with a hint of unwillingness as she looked up at the big man. She suddenly had a change of heart. She had already fallen into their hands. It would be better to resist after reaching their stronghold than to resist now. She could also rescue the other captured women. Besides, escaping now was difficult. With this thought, Ye Qing'er no longer bothered to retrieve her Luoshui sword. She decided to let them tie her up and take her back to their stronghold. The thought of being bound tightly by ropes like the other woman made Ye Qing'er feel a strange sensation. What would it be like to be tightly bound by ropes? To be unable to move? Before Ye Qing'er could ponder further, she was roughly pulled to her feet. The big man went to pick up Ye Qing'er's Luoshui sword from the net. After the man opened the net, he drew his Luoshui sword and held it to Ye Qing'er's neck. "Don't move, or I'll cut you." "Stand up, quickly!" Ye Qing'er raised her hands and slowly got up from the ground. Then, the man took out the dark golden ropes they carried and prepared to tie Ye Qing'er. The man grabbed Ye Qing'er's hands, preparing to twist them behind her back. This was the first time Ye Qing'er had been touched by a man's skin since she was young, and an indescribable feeling spread through her heart. "Ah!" The man directly twisted Ye Qing'er's hands behind her back. A sharp pain spread from her shoulders, and Ye Qing'er involuntarily arched her chest. The sudden movement caused her soft breasts to tremble slightly. "We're going to tie you up now. I advise you to be good and let us bind you. If you dare to move, this sword will show no mercy," the big man said, constantly vigilant of Ye Qing'er's every move. This woman's martial arts were not weak. If she wasn't tied up securely, he couldn't afford to be careless. The man stacked Ye Qing'er's wrists one on top of the other. He wrapped the rope around them three times horizontally and tied a knot. Then, he wrapped it around a few more times vertically between her wrists, binding her wrists together in a cross shape. After securing her wrists, the rope climbed up to Ye Qing'er's shoulders, circled around them, and then descended along her arms, preparing to bind her arms to her body. Out of curiosity, Ye Qing'er moved her already bound wrists, wanting to feel what it was like to be bound by ropes. As soon as she made a move, she was stopped by the big man with the sword in front of her. "You're getting too bold, aren't you? If I didn't need to find your stronghold, do you think you could have captured me?" Ye Qing'er snorted coldly, choosing to endure for the time being. The rope circled her neck, coming from behind her right side and then looping under her left armpit to be tied at the back. Then, it came out from her left side, looped under her right armpit, and was tied to the same spot. In this way, an 'X' shape formed by the rope appeared in front of Ye Qing'er's collarbone. If Ye Qing'er lowered her head, she could see these two ropes crossing in front of her collarbone. The rope climbed up Ye Qing'er's slender arms. Finally, her arms, which were already bound behind her back, were also tightly secured by the rope, rendering them immobile. When the rope finished binding Ye Qing'er, she herself didn't realize that during the process, the stinging of the rope had caused her to bend and arch her back, and she even let out gasps and trembling sounds at times. The big man with the sword in front was captivated by these sounds. If he hadn't been so wary of Ye Qing'er's threat, he might have lost control long ago. "Now, let's see how you escape!" The man clapped his hands, admiring his masterpiece with satisfaction. "Hahaha, you can't move now, can you!" Seeing that Ye Qing'er was properly bound, the big man laughed heartily and put away his Luoshui sword. He had already considered it lucky to have captured one woman, but to capture another on the way back, and this woman's appearance was even more stunning than the previous one. Their boss would surely reward them handsomely. Ye Qing'er steadied herself and gently tugged at the ropes. She discovered that not only were the ropes digging tightly into her skin, but her arms also couldn't exert much force. "Is this what 'bound like five flowers' feels like? So this binding is really effective. I truly can't move. My arms can't even muster any strength. They're tied so tightly. No wonder these two men could capture that woman. It's because this binding is so overbearing. Once you're bound, even if you have high martial arts skills, it's useless. You can only be at their mercy." Ye Qing'er decided to act the part convincingly and submit to them. Thus, Ye Qing'er's bright eyes stared at the two men who were binding her. Her flushed cheeks slowly lowered, and her tightly clenched fists gradually relaxed, meekly submitting to the 'five flowers' binding. The big man's eyes seemed about to pop out of his head as he stared intently at Ye Qing'er. He gazed at this woman who had been so formidable before, but now lay there, humiliatingly surrendered to the ropes. Her clothes, disheveled from the fight, were a thin, plain garment adorned with crisscrossing dark golden ropes. The binding of the ropes accentuated her curvaceous figure. The big man swallowed hard, his eyes filled with a burning desire that was almost overflowing.

Ye Qing'er took a solid fall, lying on the ground for a full five seconds without reacting. Those five seconds were fatal for her. Two bandits jumped onto her, sat on her waist, and flipped her over onto her stomach, grabbing her hands and twisting them behind her back. "Ah!" Ye Qing'er tried to resist, but she was utterly exhausted. After such a long fight, she had no strength left to fight these bandits. Ye Qing'er's hands were twisted together behind her back. The bandits, terrified of this female warrior, quickly tied her up to prevent any further trouble. One tied her hands, the other her legs. A rope landed on the back of the female warrior's neck, giving Ye Qing'er no chance to struggle as it swiftly wrapped around her slender arms beneath her thin, plain clothes. Ye Qing'er felt her wrists tighten, knowing these bandits had started tying her hands. But at this moment, she was panting from exhaustion, with no extra strength to resist. The female warrior's wrists were easily bound by the bandits. Fearing Ye Qing'er's martial arts, they tied four knots on her wrists, all tightly constricting her tender skin. Ye Qing'er knew that if they used the rope around her neck to hoist her wrists up behind her, her arms would be useless, and she would be captured. Ye Qing'er absolutely refused to be a captive, so she used her last remaining strength for a final struggle. As she struggled, she discovered her legs were completely immobile, likely already tied. Unwilling to be captured, the female warrior Ye Qing'er used her legs to push off the bandits, using the force to propel herself forward. The bandits on her hadn't even had time to hoist her bound wrists behind her neck before they were thrown off. With her control regained, Ye Qing'er performed a backflip, finally standing up. At this moment, Ye Qing'er frantically twisted her bound hands and legs, trying to break free. But the bindings were exceptionally strong, far superior to those of the bandits from last time, both the knots and the ropes. Ye Qing'er couldn't break free immediately. With her hands bound behind her and her legs tied together, how could she fight? But the bandits were already upon her, leaving no time to think. With no other option, Ye Qing'er used her inner energy, twisting her head and using her long hair as a weapon. Her hair, imbued with Ye Qing'er's inner energy, lashed out, sending several bandits flying. Although temporarily repelled, her hair was too soft, and the bandits suffered no real harm, only a brief sting. They would soon get up and surround Ye Qing'er again. Ye Qing'er fought and retreated, hopping backward due to her bound legs. A line of bandits eyed her menacingly, and Ye Qing'er dared not let her guard down. Just then, the bandit who had tied her earlier seized the opportunity to sneak behind her. By the time she realized it, it was too late. The bandit grabbed the rope on Ye Qing'er again, completing the step they had failed to finish earlier. "Ah!" A sharp pain in her shoulder made Ye Qing'er cry out. Her wrists were hoisted high behind her back by the rope passing through the one around her neck. The intense pain caused Ye Qing'er's body to react instinctively, arching her back and leaning her head back, thrusting forward her delicate, lightly clad bosom. The bandit pressed down on her shoulder, pulling hard on the rope connected to her wrists and passing through the back of her neck. Ye Qing'er cried out in pain, her entire body forced to bend backward, her delicate face contorted in agony. The bandits in front, thinking Ye Qing'er was finally secured, prepared to come forward and witness the spectacle of the skilled female warrior being bound. However, they were caught off guard. Ye Qing'er kicked out with her legs, launching herself forward and kicking one of the bandits, sending him tumbling several times. She also fell down with the bandit who had been tying her. "Still not behaving! Let me teach you a lesson!" The bandit leaped up, sitting on Ye Qing'er again, and flipped her back onto her stomach. "Don't come any closer! This woman is too dangerous. It's easier for me alone. I can subdue her by myself!" the bandit shouted, his rope dancing rapidly as he thoroughly secured Ye Qing'er's wrists behind her back. "Hoo hoo!" After that kick, Ye Qing'er was completely drained of strength, slumping to the ground, utterly unable to resist the binding. She obediently allowed the bandit to tie her up securely. "Head up!" The bandit grabbed Ye Qing'er's hair, forcing her head up, and then a rope was tightened around her neck, binding it to her wrists behind her. It's over! Ye Qing'er shook her head in pain, enduring the rope's relentless chafing against her skin behind her, binding her delicate arms and wrists immovably. This rope not only hoisted her bound wrists but also choked her neck. She was truly bound now. But it wasn't over yet. The bandit's repeated failures to bind Ye Qing'er had enraged him. He decided to tie the female warrior up completely this time, not only making her unable to move but also making her afraid to even try. After tying a secure knot, the bandit dismounted Ye Qing'er, flipping her over from her prone position to lie on her side. At this moment, the female warrior had lost all ability to resist, unable to fight back at all. "Ah!" The rope wrapped around Ye Qing'er's [undescribable] and went behind her, tying a knot with the rope around her waist, and then another knot with the rope on her hoisted wrists. Then, under Ye Qing'er's panicked gaze, two ropes crossed over her shoulders, binding her chest in the middle, and then wrapped around her back, completing her binding. This time, she was truly captured. The highly skilled female warrior Ye Qing'er had fallen into the hands of these bandits. The strong hemp rope and the merciless binding shattered the female warrior's tenacious will. A single person with a single rope had bound the once formidable Ye Qing'er so thoroughly. Ye Qing'er panted wearily, a bad feeling dawning in her heart. She tried to struggle against the ropes, but they didn't budge. These were not the same ropes that had bound the female warrior last time. These were made with ox sinew, specifically designed to bind martial artists like Ye Qing'er with deep inner energy. Moreover, Ye Qing'er had only slightly moved her wrists, which resulted in two changes. Her breathing became difficult due to the struggle around her neck, and another change occurred in her lower body. As she twisted her wrist, the rope around her lower body tightened. This sent a soft, tingling sensation spreading rapidly through the female warrior's body, rendering her unable to summon any inner energy. Instead, she let out a soft moan, no longer daring to struggle, and bowed her head in complete submission to the solid, all-encompassing binding. "Sister, hurry and go!" Ye Qing'er closed her eyes in pain and shouted loudly in the direction of Lin Xiao. She had been captured and fallen into the bandits' hands, and she couldn't let Lin Xiao suffer the same fate. "Sister!" Lin Xiao, still surrounded by bandits, was truly anxious, especially after seeing Ye Qing'er already bound. All she wanted now was to rescue her sister. In her haste, she forgot to observe her surroundings. "What?" A dark shadow suddenly descended from the sky, landing precisely on Lin Xiao. A net! It directly ensnared the unarmed Lin Xiao, flipping her to the ground. Before Lin Xiao could even get up, several swords and blades were pointed at her. "Go quickly!" Knowing she couldn't escape, Lin Xiao used all her strength to shout at the other women on the other side. The last two women, with the help of others, had also successfully climbed over. The women on the wall looked back reluctantly for a few seconds. Although they wanted to help, they had been tormented by these bandits for too long, their bodies were still weak, and their martial arts were less than half as effective. Moreover, the bandits had the numerical advantage. Rushing in would not only fail to rescue anyone but would also put themselves in danger. After a moment of hesitation, they finally climbed over the wall and disappeared into the night. The bandits released Lin Xiao from the net, holding knives to her throat to prevent her from attacking. At the same time, one bandit used a rope to forcefully twist her hands behind her back. A moment later, Lin Xiao was tightly bound, her wrists crossed and tied securely. Two more ropes were used above and below her chest to secure her arms. The rope continued to dance around Lin Xiao's body, and she slowly felt the familiar, despair-inducing tight restraint from the first binding returning. As the ropes were pulled tighter, Lin Xiao's delicate arms were finally bound behind her, losing their freedom. "See? Neither of you sisters will escape today!" The bandit who had tied Ye Qing'er kicked the bound Ye Qing'er on the ground a couple of times and burst into laughter. Ye Qing'er was completely bound from head to toe, unable to resist. If it were any other time, who would dare treat her like this? A surge of anger rose within Ye Qing'er, and she twisted her body, trying to get up. However, she was tied too tightly, and she dared not move her wrists, so she could only twist her legs and body. In the eyes of the bandits, Ye Qing'er was no longer a skilled female warrior but a worm wriggling at their feet. "Alright, I'm taking you to Big Brother!" The bandit bent down and slung Ye Qing'er over his shoulder. His hand also reached out and groped Ye Qing'er's soft, perky buttocks, squeezing them wantonly. Ye Qing'er was furious. This bandit was so disrespectful! She struggled desperately, regardless of the consequences, but to the bandit, she posed no threat. "Big Brother! We've caught her!" The bandit threw Ye Qing'er, who was on his shoulder, to the ground. She lay there, bound by ropes, at their feet, a humiliation for the captured female warrior. Ye Qing'er twisted her body, rolling around. She finally managed to steady herself and struggled to lift her upper body to meet the gaze of the bearded man. Although her situation was perilous, Ye Qing'er did not want to appear inferior or let these bandits gain the upper hand. On the other side, Lin Xiao, also bound, was brought over.

"Hahaha! You, ha, you, ha, despicable!" And before the two, a peculiar scene unfolded: a woman with a graceful figure, her face veiled, stood before them, cursing them while laughing uncontrollably. "It tickles so much, haha, quick, stop it!" Seeing that the time was right, the woman picked up the rope that had been wrapped around her, walked behind Ye Qing'er, and gently pushed the back of her knees, causing Ye Qing'er to fall to her knees. The rope was placed on Ye Qing'er's delicate neck, crossed in front of her smooth collarbones, then wrapped from under her armpits to her arms, circling three times around her upper arms before winding three times around her forearms, all the way to her wrists. "Haha, don't tie me!" Although Ye Qing'er felt herself being bound, her body was so unbearably itchy that she had no strength to resist. The woman grabbed Ye Qing'er's flailing wrists, bent them behind her back, crossed them, and then the two ropes wrapped around her arms began to fly, coiling around Ye Qing'er's wrists several times, binding her two tender jade wrists tightly together. With one hand holding the rope passing through the noose around Ye Qing'er's neck, the woman used her other hand to lift her folded forearms upwards, simultaneously pulling down on the rope in her hand. "Ah!" The tightened rope immediately reacted. The ropes previously wrapped around Ye Qing'er's arms and collarbones also tightened with the pulling of the rope, bringing with it the pain of the rope digging into her skin. The rope tightly constricted Ye Qing'er's arms, binding them section by section. With her hands bound and hoisted behind her, Ye Qing'er cried out in pain, and involuntarily lifted her head and chest. Strangely, this binding, though painful, gradually lessened the intense itchiness on her body. Although Ye Qing'er was unwilling to be bound, she would still choose to be tied up over the terrifying itch. The rope in the woman's hand seemed to come alive, dancing靈性ly around Ye Qing'er's body, hoisting her hands high before quickly tying a secure knot. Ye Qing'er's scalp stung, forcing her to lift her head even higher. A rope lay across the front of her swan-like, delicate neck, constricting her throat and connected to the ropes on her wrists. Ye Qing'er knew the purpose of this binding. With this method, any movement of her wrists would pull on the rope in front of her neck, making it impossible for her to breathe. In this way, her struggles would only cause her more discomfort. However, Ye Qing'er was too exhausted to think about these things now. As the intense itch subsided, coupled with the binding of the ropes, Ye Qing'er felt only a deep weariness. Looking at the golden ropes crossed and folded over her collarbones, Ye Qing'er's cheeks flushed. She had only recently escaped bondage, and now she had fallen into someone else's trap, ending up bound and tied. Thinking of this, Ye Qing'er shyly lowered her head, letting her long, dark hair cover her face. The rope continued to dance in the woman's hands. She did not loosen her grip because Ye Qing'er was also a woman. On the contrary, every rope binding Ye Qing'er was tight. This woman's skills were not weak; if she were to loosen the ropes and Ye Qing'er escaped, wouldn't that be seeking her own death? The woman then wrapped two loops around Ye Qing'er's waist, pressing down on her dantian and serving another purpose. Ye Qing'er rested her head down. Because of the rope around her neck, she could only rest her head slightly. As long as her hair covered her face, it was enough to prevent the guard beside her from seeing her face. Ye Qing'er had resigned herself to her fate, no longer wanting to resist, and prepared to be bound hand and foot by this woman. To her surprise, she suddenly felt something from below. "Ah!" A sudden tightening from below caught Ye Qing'er off guard, and she let out a soft gasp. It turned out that the binding woman had passed the rope between Ye Qing'er's legs, around her [unspeakable], causing Ye Qing'er to feel a tightening below due to the constriction of the rope. The rope binding her lower body emerged from behind and rejoined the ropes on her wrists. After tying a secure knot, the woman still had plenty of rope left, so she continued to reinforce the binding on Ye Qing'er's upper body, wrapping three loops above and below her breasts, constricting her chest and binding her arms to her torso. "Mmm, ah!" Ye Qing'er's face was now flushed, her eyes tightly shut. Soft gasps occasionally escaped her lips. At this moment, she found the ropes on her body extremely satisfying, each rope binding her in a way that felt incredibly comfortable. So, she stopped thinking about resisting and meekly allowed the woman to bind her completely. "Tighter, tighter!" Ye Qing'er moaned unconsciously. The woman behind her heard this and, thinking she was a dignified heroine, was surprised to find her like this. She tightened the ropes in her hands even more, weaving a net of ropes on Ye Qing'er's body. "Ah!" With each tightening of the rope, a blush-inducing gasp escaped Ye Qing'er's lips. At this moment, she could no longer distinguish whether she was enduring or enjoying it. If Ye Qing'er were to recall her current situation tomorrow, she would likely blush with embarrassment. She, a dignified heroine, was now being bound like a slave. The reason for this was the potent "itch powder" on the large net. Those who were affected by it would first experience unbearable itching, followed by a burning sensation throughout their bodies, making them unable to extricate themselves. Ye Qing'er was currently under the influence of this powder, causing her body to heat up. Therefore, the stinging sensation of the ropes binding her felt extremely pleasurable. Unconsciously, she began to enjoy the binding of the ropes. The woman tied the knots securely, finally finishing the binding of the heroine Ye Qing'er. Ye Qing'er was now bound and lying on the ground, her eyes closed, her face flushed red. Her two tender jade arms were bound behind her, sectioned by the ropes, and her jade wrists were hoisted high. Only a woman could understand another woman, knowing how to bind her so that she could not move. Even though she was a renowned heroine of the martial world, with formidable martial arts skills, once the ropes were on, she was helpless and could only bow her head in submission.

The big man knew Lin Xiao's drug was taking effect. He just watched her from afar, not daring to approach. He was all too familiar with the drug's effects. In a little while, Lin Xiao would become dizzy and weak, like someone with a high fever, completely unable to resist. The two stood in a stalemate for several minutes, neither moving. "Hoo, hoo!" Lin Xiao was already at her limit, her breathing ragged. She leaned against the wall to keep from falling. Seeing Lin Xiao's state, the big man thought the drug had taken effect. However, the memory of Lin Xiao throwing herself at him earlier was still vivid, and his body still ached. He was hesitant to rush in. But seeing Lin Xiao leaning against the wall, her eyes half-closed and her face flushed, he gritted his teeth and charged forward. With two large strides, the big man reached Lin Xiao, grabbed her right arm, and with a swift motion, executed a perfect over-the-shoulder throw, slamming her hard onto the ground. This throw completely dazed Lin Xiao. Her right arm was still held by the big man, but Lin Xiao was now completely powerless. Lying on the ground, she didn't even want to move. Only her chest heaved with her labored breaths. The big man chuckled, "Heh, this chick's not moving anymore!" Knowing the drug had taken effect, his next step was to quickly restrain her. The big man released her and hurried out. He had used all the ropes to tie up Ye Qing'er and Bai Li, so he couldn't find anything to restrain Lin Xiao. After searching for a while, he only found a black neck shackle and a pair of ankle shackles. "These will have to do!" The big man rushed back with the restraints, seeing Lin Xiao still lying motionless on the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief. He approached Lin Xiao, squatted down, and put his hands behind her back to lift her up. He opened the neck shackle and fastened the large ring around Lin Xiao's neck, tightening it securely. "No, I have to gag you first!" The big man took out a gag, which had many small holes. He gently pinched Lin Xiao's cheeks, forcing her mouth open, and inserted the gag into her small mouth. He then used two straps to secure the gag behind her head, locking them together with a small lock. "Done!" "Mmmph!" Lin Xiao weakly raised her right hand, trying to remove the gag. The big man didn't stop her, knowing that without his key, no one could unlock it. He watched as Lin Xiao fumbled behind her head for a long time. When she found the small lock, no matter how she pulled, she couldn't remove the gag. Perhaps it was her frustration at being unable to remove it that made her face even redder. "Alright!" The big man grabbed Lin Xiao's right hand, opened the right ring of the shackle, and firmly secured her right wrist. Then, he did the same to her left hand. Thus, Lin Xiao's hands were shackled to her delicate neck, forcing her arms to remain in front of her body with limited range of motion. Next, the big man shackled Lin Xiao's feet with ankle restraints. The clanging of the chains shattered Lin Xiao's last hope and plunged her into the abyss. Lin Xiao leaned into the big man's embrace, her limbs weakly struggling. Every movement produced a clanging sound of chains. She couldn't move much; her hands couldn't even straighten, and any attempt to extend them would pull on her neck, forcing her to retract them. Her feet were even more restricted; beyond normal walking, there was no freedom to be had. "Mmmph!" Lin Xiao weakly lowered her head, her eyes faintly glistening with tears. "I'm sorry, sister! I'm useless, I couldn't save you, and now I've been captured too!" The big man held Lin Xiao's soft, fragrant body in his arms for a while before reluctantly letting go. Seeing the captive woman's tear-filled eyes and flushed face, her hands and feet so small and helpless beneath the shackles, he felt a pang of pity. However, it was useless. The big man shook his head, hoisted the limp and weak Lin Xiao onto his shoulder, and carried her off to claim his reward. "Mmmph!" Lin Xiao cast one last glance at the fallen big men and the secret room where she had been captured. She closed her eyes heavily and completely fainted. The patriarch of the Yu family looked at the three captured women with immense joy, his smile stretching from ear to ear. People said female heroes were difficult to deal with, yet he had captured three, each one a stunning beauty. If he sold them, he would make a fortune, perhaps enough to last a lifetime! The patriarch gazed at the three bound and gagged heroines below, seeing them as his treasures. "Keep a close eye on them! If anything goes wrong, none of you will live to see tomorrow!" With a wave of his hand, the patriarch ordered his subordinates to escort the heroines away. He lay back on his chair, fantasizing about the attainable bright future.

Before the heroine could struggle, that familiar, soul-crushing numbness and weakness washed over her again, causing her to collapse limply onto the ground, utterly devoid of strength! The heroine felt as if the skin on her wrists was being torn apart, followed by her bound wrists being pulled upwards. Her forearm was bent back, and as the wire noose around her delicate neck was pulled down, her bent arm was pushed up! "Mmph!" The excruciating, unbearable pain made the heroine lift her head and cry out. Her entire body tensed, her small hands clenched into fists, and her body instinctively reacted, arching her chest forward! The heroine felt the wire continuously coiling around the wire that was already wrapped around her delicate neck. However, due to her previous movement, her body had gone completely limp, leaving her with no strength whatsoever. She knew then that bound in this manner, she could no longer escape! Especially since it wasn't rope, but wire that bound her! The heroine pressed her cheek to the ground, her body soft and powerless, not moving an inch. Her small hands were already slightly bent, allowing the two men to bind her completely with wire! "Mmph!" The heroine felt a sharp pain in her head as she was pulled up, her chest lifted. Two wires that had been around her shoulders now wrapped around to the front, crossing over her chest under her terrified gaze. They then circled back around her waist and were tied into a knot behind her! "Mmph, mmph!" The heroine broke out in a cold sweat, the pain unbearable, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. "Mmph!" The heroine struggled weakly a few times, but a strong sense of constriction and the tearing pain of skin filled her shoulders, arms, wrists, and chest! She knew she could no longer break free on her own and let her head fall wearily. Once bound, the heroine was pulled up from the ground by the two burly men, standing between them. The two men leered with interest at the bound heroine, who was completely immobilized by the wire. A large 'X' of wire was tied across the heroine's chest, two wires pressed tightly against her shoulders, three coils of wire wrapped around her arms, and behind her, her wrists were bound tightly together, pulled high, securing her immovably with the wire! Moreover, any movement from the heroine would bring a tearing pain from the wire, not to mention she was completely unable to move! This wire binding was incredibly effective. The wire was not only thin but also extremely tough, making it impossible for the bound person to escape. Furthermore, any struggle would cause unbearable pain, deterring further attempts. Thus, the bound Ye Ling'er had no means of escape! Facing their gazes, the heroine shyly lowered her head, thinking how, as a renowned heroine with formidable martial arts, she was now bound in such a state! After a shy wiggle, the heroine immediately stopped moving. Her small hands, pulled high behind her back, were slightly bent, her head hung low, surrendering to the complete binding of the wire! The retainer finally finished recounting the events of the previous night. Unbeknownst to them, a crowd had gathered around, their faces alight with excitement as they listened to the retainer's animated description, as if they themselves were present at the scene of the heroine's binding. "Lift her head, let me see her face," the master said gleefully! "Mmph!" The heroine's head was pulled up from behind, her face turned towards the master. The heroine trembled, her eyes squeezed shut, her heart filled with unbearable rage! Yet, she was helpless. Her superior martial arts were useless against this solid, inescapable binding; she could only await her fate! Her face bore a striking resemblance to Ye Qing'er. For this person was Ye Qing'er's elder sister, Ye Ling'er. Ye Ling'er had seen the news of her sister's capture on the streets that day and had come alone to rescue her. Originally, Ye Ling'er, extremely confident in her own martial prowess, had not taken the Yu family seriously. Now, she found herself securely bound by wire! "Good, good!" The master was so pleased he could barely speak, only repeating "good!" On a sun-drenched country road, a not-too-long procession slowly made its way. At the front rode two horse-mounted retainers, followed by countless subordinates, and most conspicuous of all were the four prisoner carts! For within these four carts were four beautiful women! These were the heroines Bai Li, Ye Qing'er, Lin Xiao, and Ye Ling'er, arranged in order of their capture. Bai Li and Ye Qing'er were bound with ropes, while Lin Xiao and Ye Ling'er behind them were tightly secured with chains! Each woman had a gag stuffed into her mouth, and a small lock behind her head. Without the key, no matter their skill, they would be unable to open these locks! All four heroines slumped dejectedly against their carts, their beautiful eyes closed, unaware of where they were being taken. On an unknown country road somewhere, the sides were filled with vibrant green and a variety of blooming wildflowers. A gentle breeze blew, and the wildflowers and grass swayed comfortably and joyfully in nature.

"Hmm?" Before the heroine could react, her sword-wielding wrist was forcefully twisted behind her back. A sharp pain shot through her, and her grip loosened, her sword clattering to the ground. "A perfect opportunity!" The rogue grabbed the shackles, opened them, and directly fastened them around the heroine's neck from behind. The heroine cried out in pain. When she looked again, a slender, rigid silver shackle was around her neck. "And your hands!" The rogue chuckled, grabbing both of the heroine's wrists. The heroine's hands were still firmly held behind her. Though she wanted to resist, she was utterly exhausted, no match for a grown man. With ease, her right wrist was twisted up to the height of her head. With a "crack," her fair wrist was deeply embedded in the shackle. The other side fared no better. With two crisp "cracks," both of her hands were securely fastened to the shackle. Thus, Lin Xiao was completely bound by this single-piece shackle, her small hands aligned horizontally with her head, held fast. No matter how she struggled, it was in vain, only causing the shackle to sway. Lin Xiao was shocked and panicked, struggling desperately. But the shackle was incredibly sturdy, made of fine silver iron, not easily broken. "Damn it, I was careless!" Lin Xiao cursed her carelessness inwardly while still struggling. However, once this slender shackle was placed around the heroine's neck and hands, it would not come off. "Lock it, lock it!" The rogue grinned, pulling a small lock from his pocket and securing all three openings of the shackle that held the heroine's neck and hands. Now, even with her martial arts prowess, Lin Xiao was helpless. Lin Xiao struggled intently, but to no avail, only managing to shake the heavy shackle uselessly. The rogue wiped sweat from his brow, watching Lin Xiao's futile struggles. It seemed escape was impossible. Since he had captured this one, it was time to deal with the other. The rogue turned towards Ye Qing'er. Just as he was contemplating how to bind her, he heard a clanging sound. Ye Qing'er had broken free from all the iron chains in mid-air! "What!" The rogue stared in disbelief at the scene before him. The chains that had bound Ye Qing'er were now all cut into pieces. "Villain, release my sister at once!" Seeing Lin Xiao captured, Ye Qing'er was startled. She raised the Luoshui Sword and charged. However, the rogue now noticed that Ye Qing'er's speed was significantly slower than before. It must have been the effort of breaking the chains, leaving her depleted. A heroine with insufficient strength, he chuckled, a little trickery on his part, and she would be easily subdued. Facing Ye Qing'er's assault, the rogue advanced instead of retreating, meeting her head-on. With a few clangs of metal on metal, they were soon locked in combat. Although Ye Qing'er had previously overwhelmed the rogue, she had now lost seventy to eighty percent of her strength, rendering her martial arts ineffective. The fight became an even match, with the rogue gradually gaining the upper hand. Ye Qing'er leaped back, landing steadily. Before she could catch her breath, she felt a tightening around her feet. She had landed within a loop of iron chain. The loop contracted, binding her feet together tightly. Ye Qing'er raised the Luoshui Sword, intending to cut the chain. As she lifted her hand, she felt a sudden dizziness, accompanied by the rattling of chains. Before she could react, a powerful force pulled her in the opposite direction. The speed was so great that even the heroine Ye Qing'er couldn't keep up. When she finally slowed down, she found herself directly in front of the rogue. As the heroine tried to stand, the rattling sound from her feet reminded her that her legs were now bound together. "Heh heh!" The rogue, holding a thin iron chain, moved to bind the fallen heroine. "Take this!" Unwilling to be captured, the heroine clenched her right fist and aimed for the rogue's face. But her punch was intercepted midway. The rogue tightly gripped her wrist and swiftly wrapped the chain around it several times, binding her hand. Then, with a crouch and a twist, he forced her captured wrist behind her back. "Ah!" A searing pain shot through her body as her wrist was brutally twisted. The heroine cried out, and her left hand instinctively moved to grab the rogue. However, her martial arts were now useless; she was no match for the rogue's strength. As expected, the rogue seized her left hand, forcefully twisting it behind her back to cross over her right wrist. After wrapping the chain around it a few times, he began to bind her wrists. "Ah!" With her arms twisted behind her, her shoulders ached, causing her to involuntarily arch her chest and lift her head. The chains rattled rapidly around her wrists, quickly securing her tender wrists together, preventing any separation. The rogue tugged on the chain, lifting the heroine's bound hands high behind her. "See? The hands that wielded the sword so powerfully just now are now obedient!" The rogue rejoiced at seeing the small hands that had so thoroughly beaten him now rendered immobile, bound together and at his command. He gleefully shook the chain up and down, taunting the heroine's securely bound wrists. Anger flared within the heroine, and her bound wrists struggled, causing the chain to jangle. "Ah!" But before her struggle could gain momentum, the rogue yanked the chain, hoisting her hands high behind her. The pain made the heroine dare not move again. "Turn around!"

"CRASH!" The sound of a door being kicked in suddenly echoed. The Rope Fiend strode into the cell, brimming with excitement. In his world, he should have been greeted by the muffled moans of four heroines. However, of the four heroines, only Ye Qing'er and Bai Li were still securely bound. Lin Xiao, for some unknown reason, had managed to break free from her restraints and stood beside Ye Qing'er, holding a small knife and tugging at her chains. And the fourth, Ye Ling'er, who had been subjected to his most brutal torture devices and bindings, had also somehow loosened her ropes and was sitting nearby? The four heroines had also not expected the Rope Fiend to return so quickly. None of them were prepared when he burst through the door. They stared at each other, and a deathly silence fell over the cell. The Rope Fiend was the first to snap out of it, shouting and leaping towards Lin Xiao. Lin Xiao's heart chilled, and she prepared to meet the attack. But before she could react, a dark shadow blocked her path, engaging the Rope Fiend in a fight. "Ling'er-jie?" Lin Xiao blurted out instinctively. Watching Ye Ling'er fight the Rope Fiend, the unspoken understanding between them instantly became clear to her. Lin Xiao, unwilling to betray Ye Ling'er's trust, seized the moment, intending to loosen Ye Qing'er's chains before the fight ended. The Rope Fiend and Ye Ling'er fought fiercely, neither gaining an advantage. It turned out that although Ye Ling'er had regained her freedom, she had only recovered about fifty percent of her strength due to the short time she had been unbound. Furthermore, she had to divide her attention to suppress the rope gags, resulting in a stalemate with the Rope Fiend. The Rope Fiend leaped back, flicking his wrist. Something flew towards the side. Ye Ling'er's eyes widened as she saw it was a key! Without hesitation, she lunged for it. The Rope Fiend, taking advantage of Ye Ling'er's movement, also stepped forward, positioning himself between Ye Ling'er and Lin Xiao, cutting off their connection. "That's the key to your and your sister's gag locks. Open it. As for the gag locks on your two sisters bound by chains, hehe, I'm afraid you'll have to defeat me to get those keys." "Mmph!" Ye Ling'er, wary, didn't believe the Rope Fiend. The Rope Fiend spread his hands. "Believe it or not! As for your sister, don't worry, I won't touch them until I've captured you." Ye Ling'er's sharp eyes scrutinized the Rope Fiend for a few seconds before she slowly removed the gag from her mouth. She then tossed the key to Lin Xiao. With a "click," the lock behind the gag sprang open. Lin Xiao tried to unlock Ye Qing'er's silver lock, only to find, as the Rope Fiend had said, that the key wouldn't fit. They weren't using the same lock. She grabbed the gag, still wet with her saliva, and threw it to the ground, crushing it under her heel. "Oh my, I didn't realize you hated it so much!" The heroine's eyes blazed as she stared intently at the Rope Fiend, her small face contorted with murderous intent. "That's right, that's a proper heroine! That's what makes conquering them so satisfying!" The Rope Fiend's heart swelled with joy as Ye Ling'er's anger grew. Only by igniting all the fury within Ye Ling'er could he truly conquer and bind the kind of heroine he desired. "Whatever your intentions, today, my sisters and I will not let you go."

The heroines, exhausted after a day of torment, were each brought to the cells. Embedded in the cell walls were four chains, each tipped with a silver ring. Before them stood a large, long wooden rack. The rack had four sets of round holes, and the heroines knew without thinking that these were for their torture. "Alright!" Rope Master first dragged Ye Ling'er to the first chain and, with a clang, locked the chain around the heroine's neck. A small lock then secured the silver ring tightly. Ignoring the heroine's struggles and resistance, Rope Master forced Ye Ling'er down to sit on the ground and threaded her feet through the holes in the wooden rack before her. With two clicks, the heroine's delicate feet were locked into the rack. The heroine kicked her legs furiously, causing the neck chain to rattle. However, the wall acted like a hand, binding her neck like a dog's leash. Any forward lean would choke her. After struggling in vain, the heroine was left panting, her gaze like knives fixed on Rope Master. Unflustered, Rope Master proceeded to bind the other three heroines, Ye Qing'er, Lin Xiao, and Bai Li, in the same manner: silver rings around their necks and wooden stocks on their feet, forcing all four to sit against the wall. "Mmph!" "Mmmph!" Who would have thought that Ye Ling'er, Bai Li, Lin Xiao, and Ye Qing'er, once renowned throughout the martial world, inspiring countless men, would now be trapped in a dark cell, bound by ropes, shackled by neck chains and wooden stocks? Their faces were gaunt, their eyes dim, all traces of their heroic demeanor gone. After securing the heroines, Rope Master jingled a few silver, finger-length keys. The heroines immediately recognized them as the keys to their gags and chains. They lunged forward, their faces anxious, trying to snatch them. "Mmph!" The four chains rattled, firmly restraining their outstretched necks. Seeing their desperate reaction, Rope Master knew their desires but intended to crush all their hopes today. "Oops!" Rope Master feigned carelessness, applying force to the silver key in his hand. With a snap, it broke in two. "Mmph!" "Mmmph!" The heroines froze. Watching the broken key tossed carelessly outside, the sudden blow sent their minds into a daze, buzzing. They stared incredulously in the direction of the key, their wavering eyes now filled with terror, unable to believe what had just happened. "My apologies," Rope Master said, emphasizing "never again" and "forever," with an innocent smile. "It seems you'll never escape now. These gags and chains will likely bind you for life." He wanted to drive them to utter despair. "Alright, my four captives, I wish you a pleasant evening." Rope Master left, unconcerned that the bound heroines might help each other escape. He knew they couldn't. "Mmph!" "Mmmph!" Behind him, the violent rattling of chains could be heard. Rope Master could almost imagine the heroines' frantic struggles, which was exactly what he wanted. "Mmmph!" The four heroines thrashed like maddened beasts, disregarding the chains on their necks and the stocks on their feet, desperately trying, again and again, to reach where the keys had been lost. The sounds from their mouths were no longer moans but low, trembling vibrations, as if something were stuck in their throats, causing their lips to quiver and only allowing a choked "mmmph" to escape. Their once bright, pure eyes were now devoid of light, filled only with despair, the kind of despair that comes from falling into darkness and never seeing the light again. The despair of seeing hope destroyed before their very eyes, pushed into the abyss by their own hands! "Mmmph!" A beast-like wail echoed through the cell, reaching even Rope Master outside. He merely smiled and walked on. A few days later, one morning, on the road leading to another town just outside the city. A small group of five walked slowly. Rope Master, a blade of grass in his mouth, hummed a tune as he led the way, followed by four heroines bound by ropes. A rope was attached to the waist-tie of Ye Ling'er, the last in line. This was a cruel tactic; if Ye Ling'er moved, Rope Master only needed to tug the rope in his hand to make her gasp and go limp, easily subduing her. To avoid such humiliation, the heroines could only grit their teeth and follow obediently. Ye Ling'er's hands were bound behind her back. Her small face was expressionless, her once spirited eyes now hollowed by torment. Her face, no longer bearing the heroines' usual sternness, was now a pale white. Ye Ling'er stared blankly ahead, a single question repeating in her mind: did they still have a chance to escape? A rope was tied to her bound fingers. Rope Master, knowing how uncomfortable her bound hands were, had tied one end of the rope to her fingers and the other to the waist-tie of Bai Li, the heroine behind her. Bai Li, behind her, was bound tightly with chains. The snake-like chains held her hands behind her back, high above her wrists. Numerous small, jingling silver locks hung from her body. Her face was flushed, her small mouth tightly shut, occasional soft moans escaping. Saliva dripped from her gag, hanging in the air, a shameful sight. Because the rope of her waist-tie was connected to Ye Ling'er's fingers, Ye Ling'er had no control, causing the rope to constantly pull at her waist-tie as they walked, continuously stimulating her. The heroine could barely withstand it, feeling her entire body tremble. She had collapsed several times, her face flushed, and had been taken to [redacted]. After a brief rest, she was pulled up and forced to continue. And so on, Bai Li's hand held a rope tied to Lin Xiao's waist-tie. Lin Xiao was slightly better off than Bai Li, but her binding posture was uncomfortable, with one hand raised and the other behind her back, inevitably leading to arm fatigue. Enduring the ache, Lin Xiao stared blankly at her own slow steps. The short rope between her legs was conspicuously visible. Lin Xiao's bound hands were tied to Ye Qing'er's waist-tie. Ye Qing'er was bound tightly with chains. If one were to ask which of the four heroines harbored the most righteous indignation, it would undoubtedly be Ye Qing'er. With her Luoshui Sword, she stood majestically, a single glance from her eyes capable of making villains tremble. Yet now, facing the villain Rope Master, Ye Qing'er's cheeks were flushed, her body trembling, her breathing rapid, as if enduring something. The rope in Lin Xiao's hand was shorter, preventing them from being too far apart. The leg stocks meant they couldn't walk in sync, often causing Lin Xiao's unconscious tightening of the rope around Ye Qing'er's crotch, as was happening now. "Mmph!" Ye Qing'er's eyes were tightly shut, her pretty face flushed. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed and then arched, her face covered in a sheen of sweat. Finally, unable to bear it, she let out a sudden moan. Since Bai Li, the heroines' ropes were all held in their hands. Unlike Ye Ling'er, whose rope was tied to her fingers, Bai Li could have loosened the rope to relieve the heroine behind her. However, the heroines held them tightly, afraid of letting go. The heroines were already exhausted and weak, their feet bound by stocks. Even if they let go of the ropes, they couldn't run far, and Rope Master had horses. A few steps would lead to recapture, followed by even crueler torment. Besides, they could no longer unlock their bonds and gags. Rope Master's laughter echoed repeatedly in the heroines' minds. At this point, despair had settled in. Their eyes were vacant, their faces indifferent. None of them thought of escape anymore.

The goal was not just to torment the heroine's mind, but also to bind her body... After considering several binding methods, the rope fetishist finally chose the "behind-the-back Guanyin" tie. This method requires considerable flexibility from the bound person, but Ye Ling'er, having practiced martial arts for years, would surely manage... Ye Ling'er's arms were twisted behind her back. The rope fetishist brought her fingers together, then slowly pressed her palms flat against each other while pushing her hands upward. "Hmm?" Forced into the "behind-the-back Guanyin" posture, Ye Ling'er's shoulders were pulled back, causing her fully exposed breasts to thrust forward... With her shoulders opened and her chest pushed out, whether it was an illusion or the effect of the pose, her breasts, exposed to the air and with skin as smooth as jade, seemed to have grown larger... Perhaps feeling the shame of being bound, the two small buds on her plump, fair breasts, without any external stimulation, gradually hardened into firm little buns... Sensing her nipples hardening, Ye Ling'er was filled with shame and cursed the rope fetishist, that beast, countless times... He had drugged her to weaken her body, but not to the point of unconsciousness, precisely to humiliate her... To make her personally feel the helplessness of being bound, the shame of being toyed with... Yet, though she wished to fight back, she was powerless to change her fate, and could only silently accept the ropes' embrace and her body's uncontrollable lust... From behind, the rope fetishist couldn't see the changes in Ye Ling'er's nipples. He positioned her in the "behind-the-back Guanyin" pose, then picked up a nearby rope. After wrapping it twice around Ye Ling'er's wrists, he began to bind the heroine. Ye Ling'er felt her wrists tighten, that familiar, domineering, and rough sensation returning. She sighed inwardly... She was about to be bound again... Ye Ling'er shifted her shoulders and wrists slightly. This time, the position... hmm... was too uncomfortable. Her palms were pressed together, like a Guanyin statue, but her hands were behind her back, her fingertips almost touching her nape. To maintain this pose, her chest was also pushed forward high... Setting aside the binding itself, this posture alone was enough to make her feel ashamed... It felt as though she was deliberately thrusting her chest out to be played with... While Ye Ling'er's thoughts drifted, her hands were securely bound by the rope. Considering that Ye Ling'er would have to maintain this pose all night, the rope fetishist didn't bind her to the absolute limit. However, to ensure Ye Ling'er suffered and felt uncomfortable, he certainly didn't tie her loosely. He bound her to a degree he deemed suitable, thus completing the "behind-the-back Guanyin" binding of Ye Ling'er. When he walked around to face Ye Ling'er, he was surprised to see that her now prominent breasts bore two red, tender nipples that had swollen into little buns. A touch of his finger confirmed they were hard as stone. "Tell me, heroine, can you explain what's going on here?" The rope fetishist gazed at Ye Ling'er with a smile. Ye Ling'er avoided his gaze, her cheeks burning. "I thought you were a pure and chaste woman, but it seems..." The rope fetishist pinched a nipple that stood proudly on her fair breast between his fingers, rubbing it gently, savoring the exquisite sensation. "So you're also a slut who enjoys carnal pleasures." He chuckled, slightly increasing the pressure of his fingers, causing Ye Ling'er to let out a soft moan. Her delicate, almost childlike whimpers and gasps ignited his desire. "Ugh... damn it..." Her tender nipples were being rubbed by the rope fetishist's rough fingers, and her exposed breasts were occasionally cupped and molded by his hands, twisted into different shapes. Stimulated, Ye Ling'er's body gradually responded, as if a gentle current flowed beneath her skin. Her breathing quickened, and her heartbeat became rapid and strong. Just as Ye Ling'er's thoughts began to blur, the intense and indescribable stimulation on her chest suddenly vanished. "Still want to climax? I won't let you have it that easy." The rope fetishist picked up a dildo, only a fifth of his size, which he had prepared earlier. He spread Ye Ling'er's legs apart, then gently caressed the thick, dark forest between them. He continued forward, parting the foliage, and finally exposed her honeyed cave to the air. A cool breeze wafted up from below, her honeyed cave once again completely exposed. Ye Ling'er tried to cover herself with her hands, but her body was weak, and she could only endure the humiliation in her heart. "Heh heh, now let's experience a different kind of pleasure..." As he spoke, the rope fetishist aimed the dildo at Ye Ling'er's opening and thrust it in forcefully. Ye Ling'er cried out. This was her first time being penetrated, and her nether regions had never felt so blocked and filled by an external object. Once in position, he quickly secured the dildo with rope. It wasn't long, only inserted a little, enough to make Ye Ling'er feel the discomfort of being filled, but not enough to break her hymen. "The lower opening is blocked, so the upper opening must be blocked too." Saying this, the rope fetishist balled up Ye Ling'er's white foot sock and stuffed it into his own mouth. Then, using the previous gag, he blocked her mouth, thus sealing the heroine's upper opening. "Mmph... mmph..." Although Ye Ling'er's foot sock didn't smell foul, and she herself couldn't detect any strange odor... It was still a sock worn inside shoes, stepped on by feet. How could it be used to stuff into her mouth? Ye Ling'er whimpered twice, glaring at the rope fetishist with angry eyes, but she was helpless against him. The rope fetishist acted as if he didn't see it. In a flash, he bound the heroine into a "four-horse-scattering-hooves" pose. He then took more rope, connecting it to her back, legs, and feet, and hoisted the bound heroine into the air. Then, while Ye Qing'er, Bai Li, and Lin Xiao, the other three heroines, were still unconscious, he inserted a dildo into their honeyed caves as well. He then placed gags in the mouths of the three heroines. Perhaps because they were unconscious, the heroines had no way to control their saliva. As soon as the gags were in place, their saliva began to flow like a stream from their mouths. He then unbound them and also hoisted them into the air. Confident that the ropes would not be broken by the four heroines, the rope fetishist, in a good mood, turned and lay down on the bed, snoring. Little did the rope fetishist know, he would never wake up from this sleep... In fact, Bai Li had already woken up before he re-bound her. However, she didn't open her eyes, instead pretending to be unconscious to lull the rope fetishist into a false sense of security. The rope fetishist, immersed in his fantasy of conquering Ye Ling'er and possessing her body the next day, let his guard down and didn't notice Bai Li's anomaly. Although the ropes were tied securely, a hidden danger remained. The knots were placed within Bai Li's reach, and they did not press down on their dantian. Furthermore, the binding was not in a position that would restrict her movement or prevent her from exerting force. These few fatal flaws allowed Bai Li to break free from the ropes while the rope fetishist slept. Without time to remove the dildo inserted into her, she quietly crept to the bedside and ended the rope fetishist's life with a single blow. She then removed the object from her lower body and quickly went to untie the other three. The four women looked at each other, their beautiful faces flushed. The usually aloof and dignified heroines now appeared shy and demure, like young maidens before their wedding. It was all because of that damned gag, and the sensation of something inserted into them, and the faint liquid visible after it was removed... The heroines, still seething with anger, rushed back and delivered several more blows to the rope fetishist, ensuring his life was completely extinguished. Freed, the heroines fell into a state of confusion. Someone began to cry, and the others felt an overwhelming urge to weep, embracing each other and bursting into tears.