My Autobiography (Family Incest Adult Novel)

My own statement

Spokesperson: SM girl

Provided by: Daisy at T2

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I am a girl who loves to pursue excitement, especially when it comes to sex. Ordinary sex is not easy to satisfy me. I have an experience that I cannot tell anyone about. When I think about it now, it is still vivid in my mind, and it makes my sexual desire so strong that I cannot control myself.

It was an autumn with falling leaves. I had just started college and everything was so new to me. On the introduction of a friend, I joined the camp just for the novelty and excitement.

Day 1──

We just stepped into a building, which was a not-so-new apartment on the fourth floor. The lighting was not very good. The teacher behind us led us in. I put down my backpack. The leader told us that this would be our activity area from now on. He collected everyone's backpacks and asked us to take a rest.

Next, we heard the door closing and locking behind us. A group of twelve girls sat in a row on the floor, looking at the dimly lit hall. The lobby on the first floor is about 40 square meters in size. There are many large locked cabinets against the walls. The lighting is very poor and the windows are all covered with curtains. The light that allows us to see around us comes from the fluorescent lights on the ceiling.

The twelve girls, including me, were all very young, with pretty faces, devilish figures, long hair, and were all dressed up. I couldn't help but hold my head high and chest puffed out, in the atmosphere of beauty competition.

A female teacher came over, she was tall and thin, but had a first-class figure. She picked up the roster and started distributing things to us.

Each girl received a backpack, and when we opened it, we were surprised.

Seven big men came up from upstairs, holding sharp blades and whips that scared us, and walked towards us with sinister smiles on their faces.

Counting the items in the backpack: a sexy black leather jacket that is so short that it only covers the waist, two hemp ropes, a leather chastity belt, black leather boots, a black leather collar, handcuffs and leg cuffs, a hard ball (the kind with a hole) for covering the mouth, a vibrating dildo, two egg dildos, some tape, etc.

The big men ordered us: "Take off all your clothing accessories, or we'll beat you if you don't obey!"

After some struggling, screaming and the sound of whips, the clothes of the twelve of us girls were taken away in piles, leaving only our naked bodies, huddled together shyly. Then, we were called one by one to be "equipped".

The vicious man picked up my backpack, dumped out all the accessories, and laughed disgustingly at me.

First, he took a hemp rope, tied two big knots, and stretched it under my crotch. He rubbed my lower body with the knots. Then he pressed the two knots against my clitoris and tender lips, and tied it tightly around my waist in a T-shape. I immediately knelt down weakly. He extended another hemp rope around my cleavage and breasts and tied my chest tightly in a horizontal figure 8 shape. My two breasts were tied tightly by the hemp rope, squeezing out the beautiful fruits. My skin looked shiny, which made me feel ashamed.

Trembling, I was forced to put on the black leather jacket, which tightly wrapped around my waist. The thin black ropes on the sides of my waist crossed to tie the leather jacket tightly. Then, the chastity belt was pressed on the hemp ropes and the leather jacket, and I put it on forcefully. My inner thighs hurt so much that I cried. I heard a "click" and the lock was put on.

Another man came, put high leather boots and a collar on me, cuffed my ankles, pulled my hands back and handcuffed me; then he stuffed the hard ball with a hole in it into my mouth and tied the belt tightly behind my head. Soon, saliva started to flow out of the hole in the ball; then, a vibrator was fixed to my areola with tape, and the electrified vibrator vibrated my sensitive nipples wildly; another big hand opened the small hole under the chastity belt and inserted the vibrating penis while I screamed and twisted my body and bent over, and finally closed the small hole in the chastity belt and locked it.

I was in so much pain that I couldn't stretch my limbs, but the restraint on the sensitive parts of my body made me excited. The knot on the hemp rope, under the tight pressure of the chastity belt and the wild vibration of the vibrating penis, directly stimulated my clitoral buds. The vibration on my nipples made me feel weak and out of control. The unprecedented excitement was stimulating all my sexual desires. I was lying in a corner of the room, accepting the stimulation and waiting for other girls' equipment.

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In the afternoon, we were taken to different rooms one by one. Our equipment remained the same, but the battery of the dildo that was vibrating wildly had weakened and was only vibrating slightly and feeling slightly hot.

In front of me is the "bed" that the female teacher mentioned, which is the bed I will have to sleep on for the next few days. It is shaped like a long piece of wood, carved into a triangular prism, and raised to chest height with sharp edges facing upwards. There is a piece of wood carved into the shape of a horse's head connected to the front.

The teacher said, "Now let me get you used to this bed... ride the wooden horse!"

I was lifted up by two men without being able to move freely. After the shackles were opened, my left foot was placed on the wooden horse and the shackles were put back on the horse's belly. The handcuffs were opened, and then handcuffed again after I hugged the horse's head. A man took out two heavy iron balls and tied them to my ankles. The weight of my whole body plus the weight of the iron balls pressed my crotch against the sharp horse's back, and pain immediately spread throughout my body.

The most painful part was the vulva. The knot of the hemp rope was pressed deeply into the pistil, and the penis almost hit the uterus. The honey flowed down the slanted horse's back. The throat was so dry that she couldn't swallow saliva. The saliva just kept flowing slowly from the ball hole in her mouth.

The restraints on my movements caused me great pain and strong stimulation whenever I moved, which kept me excited despite the pain. My mind was gradually becoming unclear, and my whole body was covered in sweat and fatigue, which also dripped onto the wooden horse.

I don't know how I managed to get through the two hours, but I was finally taken off the Trojan horse, and all the accessories on my body were still there. The teacher told us that we would always wear these accessories except for some special activities. The Trojan horse is the "bed" that people must go to every day.

Then the twelve of us were taken down the hall. Everyone was in a mess and fell to the ground in a pile. Some people with poor physical strength even fell into a coma.

In the following class, I saw many hemp ropes, bandages, iron wires, chains, and special leather clothes.

Two classmates and I were brought up, and after our handcuffs and leg cuffs were uncuffed, we were chained together. The three of us knelt together, with our breasts still bound tightly, and hard balls in our mouths, unable to move at all. A female teacher behind me, wearing a queen's outfit, picked up a whip and started whipping my uncovered buttocks.

The pain came again and again, and as the classmates beside me twisted and pulled the chain, an unknown excitement came over me again.

The twelve people were divided into four groups, suffering from the torture of whips and ropes, the tug of iron chains and hemp ropes on their bodies, the stinging and burning pain in their buttocks, the stimulation from vibrators and knots, listening to the wailing and groaning around them, the air was filled with an excited smell of masochism, leading us into the abyss of perversion.

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That night was a miserable night. Coupled with the cool autumn air, I couldn't help shivering because I was naked. The shaking even pulled at the ropes on her body. The lewd hemp ropes had been tied tightly around her breasts and genitals for a day, sinking deeply into her skin, causing a piercing numbness and pain when she moved. My hands behind my back were numb and uncomfortable. The collar on my neck and the ball in my mouth made it difficult for me to breathe. I often had to breathe in hard to replenish oxygen. At the same time, my chest was so painful from breathing that it made me cry.

The lock of the chastity belt ruthlessly blocks the penis, allowing it to remain deeply inserted in the vagina. When the vagina contracts, pain and stimulation come with it. I couldn't hold it in anymore because of the involuntary excretion. Urine overflowed from the hemp rope knot and flowed down from the edge of the chastity belt on my thigh. The hot and itchy feeling, coupled with the hemp rope soaked in liquid, stimulated my pistil even more violently and made me leak secret juice again and again without realizing it.

The scars on my buttocks touched the cold floor and urine, causing waves of pain, but I couldn't control my sexual desire and reached another climax.

When I regained consciousness, I found myself in a different room, with walls covered with hemp ropes and belts. The handcuffs and leg irons were gone, the hard ball that I hated was taken out of my sore mouth, and the leather jacket on my waist was taken aside.

The most painful and sad chastity belt was finally taken off, and I breathed a sigh of relief. The vibrator on her chest was also taken off, and the pain of tearing off the tape was followed by a wave of pleasure. Then, I found that a hand was trying to take the penis out of the vagina. As it twitched, I nervously waited for it to be taken out, but the hand hesitated, going in and out, disturbing my consciousness. The pleasure doubled, and I actually shook my hips, and the thought that I didn't want it to be taken out came to my mind.

It was another climax, I closed my eyes weakly, and heard the sound of the man changing the batteries in his penis. The leather boots on my feet were also taken off, leaving only the two devilish hemp ropes around my private parts and breasts and the collar that made me feel ashamed.

This rare opportunity allowed me to stretch my limbs immediately. I lay down on the cold floor and looked helplessly at the preparations of the two men and the female teacher in the room. Suddenly the teacher smiled at me and said, "Now it's the bondage class. Look at the pictures on the wall. Which one do you want to start with?"

I looked at the wall and saw four pictures. I was afraid to answer. The girls in those four pictures were tied up and their faces showed extreme pain.

I immediately shouted, "No!" and stood up and tried to escape.

The two men yanked the belts from behind me and immediately caught up with me. How could a limb that hadn’t moved for a whole day escape from two grown men?

Then I was dragged to a cross made of two iron bars. I was forced to kneel with my back against the bars, and my hands were spread apart and tied to the horizontal bars. The rope first wrapped around my wrists three times and fixed them on both sides of the iron rod. Then, the hemp rope was tightly wrapped around my forearms and hind arms and fixed to the iron rod. I knelt on the ground with my legs together, the rope was wrapped around my knees three times and then fixed to the base of the iron rod.

The soles of my feet were tied up with white thin ropes and lifted up to the iron ring above the upright iron pole above my head. Another hemp rope was added at my ankles to hang my feet up. I only used my knees to support the weight of my whole body. Then the thighs and calves were tightly tied to the vertical iron rod with ropes. At this point, no matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't change this position, let alone get rid of any of the hemp ropes.

Then I saw them use a black leather belt to tightly wrap around my upper body, from the upper side of my breasts to below my waist, leaving only the fruits squeezed out by the hemp rope exposed. A man behind me used another hemp rope to connect the hemp rope that was originally tightly wrapped around my chest to my back and pull it up, fixing it on the iron ring above. My breasts felt like they were being torn apart, and the figure-8-shaped hemp rope was firmly stuck in my cleavage. I was in so much pain that I could only grit my teeth or moan loudly.

Another rope was connected to the hemp rope on my vagina, tied into a knot behind my back and lifted up, then tied to another iron ring parallel to the rope that hung up my breasts behind my back. The flattened clitoris was struggling to survive under the knot. A sour feeling of powerlessness and pleasure suddenly spread throughout my body, making me tremble involuntarily.

In a daze, I felt two iron clamps clamped on my nipples. It was so painful that I twisted my upper body hard and suddenly fell into endless pain. When I opened my eyes, I saw the two iron clamps being pulled forward by white thin ropes, which made my breasts feel like they were being torn apart and my nipples seemed to be torn off, which scared me.

Finally fixed on the iron ring in front of me, I tried my best to steady my body, relying only on my knees to support the weight of my whole body. As long as I moved slightly, the excruciating tearing or pulling sensation would overwhelm my mind.

Finally, a white rope was wrapped around my mouth and pulled back tightly around my lips. My mouth felt like it was about to be torn apart. There was another parallel rope and the only part of my body that was free was my eyes, which could open and close. My fingers and toes were already numb, and I only heard the teacher say, "You can just 'rest' here for now, we have to go to another class first!"

The moment the door closed, I felt like I had fallen into hell, unable to escape. I blinked at the four pictures on the wall and tried to find my balance. All that accompanied me were groans and wails from my throat due to the unbearable pain.

After I fell into a tired sleep, I was shaken awake from my daze. The hemp ropes on my body had been untied, and the remaining two ropes were still wrapped around my breasts and genitals. A man was sorting the hemp ropes, and the teacher was looking at me and caressing my sensitive parts. I shook her hand away in disgust, and my limbs gradually turned red from being numb, and the blood circulation brought unbearable numbness and pain.

I dared not move and waited for the numbness and pain to subside, but the annoying teacher hit me hard where the numbness occurred, which made me sad but I had to endure it. After resting for a while, I was taken to a wooden bed and lay on it.

When I closed my eyes tiredly, suddenly two men pulled my hands and feet behind me, and the devilish hemp rope entangled my skin again. My hands were tied behind my back, my feet were bound tightly together, and then the ropes on both sides were tied together, so my hands and feet were connected behind my back, and my body was bent backwards into a flat circle. The sudden cramp in my left foot made me scream, and my tears immediately wet the wooden bed.

The two hemp ropes that tied me like a uniform were finally untied, but I still felt extremely sad and had an uncontrollable desire to be abused. The teacher picked up the white rope and carefully began to wrap it around my upper body, twice above and below my breasts, crossing behind my back and then wrapping it around my waist, crossing and tying a knot in front of my lower abdomen, passing through my buttocks and then pulled to my genitals from behind my legs. After tying a knot and pressing it on my clitoris, I pulled it up and tied the end of the rope together with the knot on my lower abdomen.

Then he picked up another white rope, split it into two halves from the back of my neck and pulled it towards the cleavage on my chest. He then merged the two ropes that were originally tied above and below my breasts in the cleavage and tightened them to make my breasts stand out more prominently. Next, I pulled it down again, and the two separated ropes were hooked with the old rope on my waist, and pulled up and behind my back like weaving a net. Then I hooked the rope around the breasts, tied a knot behind my upper body, and pulled it straight to my anus, tied a knot there, pressed deeply into it, and then extended it to my vulva, pressing tightly on the knot on the clitoris, and the end of the rope was fixed to the old white rope beside my waist.

Whenever I twisted my body, the white ropes on my body would move like a net, digging deeper into my fair skin and sending cramping pain throughout my cerebral cortex.

The teacher said: "This is my modified 'Turtle Shell Binding'. If you move a little, your whole body will feel it!"

I just shook my head, and the rope tied around my neck was pulled down, causing the knot in my cleavage to sting my chest, and then pulled up to my waist, moving the knot pressing on my clitoris, and then rubbing my pistil, sending waves of electric shocks and a sour, powerless feeling.

I thought it was tied enough, but my lower abdomen was protruding forward and was being pulled by the rope, which was painful.

I was lying sideways on the wooden bed, and saw the cruel teacher behind me bringing a machine. Two pairs of probes were pulled out of the machine, and sparks were generated when they touched each other. The teacher gave the probes to two men, and the men touched my nipples on both sides with the probes at the same time without any consideration. Strong electric currents flowed through my nipples respectively. My areolas turned red under the electric shocks, and my nipples became more and more engorged and swollen. The two men also stimulated my nipples with more and more intense electric shocks, and from time to time I could hear sinister and lewd laughter.

I was stimulated by an unprecedented electric shock, and despite the great pain I felt a high degree of pleasure. My hips began to swing against my will, in an attempt to get the knot to press, rub, and stimulate my anus and clitoris more tightly. Amid my moans, the stimulation of the ropes made me forget all about shame and experience wave after wave of unbearable orgasms.

I thought the white ropes on my body would be untied after the climax, but it turned out to be the opposite. The two men whom I hated just sat up beside me and ignored me, leaving me still tied to the wooden bed with my body hunched over.

The female teacher then changed into another leather outfit, revealing her two big breasts and plump thighs. She held a box in her hand, put it next to me, and gave me a disgusted smile.

I watched the teacher take out a whip from the box, while the two men took out all the wax candles from the box, lit them and placed them around me.

The teacher started whipping me without saying a word. I couldn't help but wail, but I was very excited in my heart. Suddenly, my buttocks felt hot, and wax tears fell like raindrops, biting my skin obscenely. I tried hard to twist my buttocks which couldn't bear the heat. Another man picked up two wax candles and dripped all the accumulated wax tears onto my breasts in one breath, covering my areolas. The burning sensation made me scream, struggle, and tremble, but my excitement level kept increasing, and the pleasure hit me so hard that I was scared.

Suddenly, my heart was shaken, and my tenderest and most sensitive pistil was directly irrigated by the wax. I began to spasm. The feeling, which I couldn't tell whether it was pain or pleasure, made me so tense that I couldn't breathe. The wax tears on her body formed a river, flowing all the way across her body and accumulating on the wooden bed. The white rope was dyed with red wax, making it look extremely lewd.

The teacher beside me kept waving a whip, as if trying to knock off the wax tears that had solidified on my body, completely ignoring the tears streaming down my face.

I began to allow myself to accept this stimulating orgasm of pleasure, and led myself towards the abyss of perversion.

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The low temperature near midnight seeps into my skin. After a day of training and an unprecedented climax, all that is left is extreme sleepiness.

I equipped myself with all the original accessories, put on the chastity belt and the vibrating dildo. The dildo with new batteries was particularly ruthless and injected powerful pleasure into the clitoris. Holding the head of the wooden horse and riding on it, my hands and feet were handcuffed and I couldn't move them freely. My back, which had been moistened with wax, felt itchy, but I had to try my best to endure it.

Unable to bear the pain in her vagina, she put almost all her weight on it and pressed it against the sharp horse's back. No matter how you adjust the posture, it is pain, it is stimulation, it is pleasure, but the pleasure is no longer pleasure.

After being exhausted, I finally fell into an uneasily slept. I woke up in pain countless times throughout the night, and my eyes were swollen from crying.

The next day──

The twelve of us girls gathered in the lobby on the first floor in silence. Each of us was listless. We just looked at each other to encourage and care for each other. In our hearts, we were afraid and disgusted with today's training, but we were also secretly looking forward to it.

The morning class is the so-called "enema".

We were first taken to each room one by one and taught one by one.

When I entered the room, I saw a chair, an iron rack, several IV bottles, and some medicines and ointments.

After the teacher uncuffed my hands and feet, he asked me to sit on a chair, relaxed, and sang a song.

The teacher and I sang some popular songs, which made me feel quite relaxed. However, the man behind me kept making sudden movements. He tied me to the back of a chair with a hemp rope from behind, making me sit lazily on the chair. He then used ropes to lift my feet up and fixed them to the armrests, so that my buttocks were just off the cushion and facing forward.

Then came a series of tying me up, tying me tightly to the chair. I couldn't move and even had difficulty breathing. My line of sight just happened to reach my own vagina, and for the first time I saw so carefully the pistil among the thick hair. The teacher pointed at my vagina and asked me to say its name. I was so ashamed that my whole body was burning with shame, but I couldn't shout out.

While asking me questions, the teacher applied ointment around and deep inside the anus, and then inserted a catheter. It was the first time I had a foreign object inserted into my anus, and the tense contraction brought me great pain. The teacher connected the catheter, squeezer and drip bottle, filled the bottle with liquid and hung it on the iron rack.

The teacher said, "This is glycerin. When it's poured into your intestines, it will make you feel great..."

As he spoke, he squeezed the squeezer in his hand, and a stream of cold liquid was squeezed into the intestines, mixing with the feces that had not been excreted for a day in the intestines, creating a hot feeling. With repeated squeezing, about 500 CC of glycerin was pressed into my abdomen. The whole abdomen felt like a fire was burning, stirring my intestines and bringing me extreme pain. The teacher pulled out the catheter, leaving the glycerin in my intestines, and also inserted a vibrator into my anus.

The burning sensation in my stomach and the intense stimulation in my anus made me finally unable to hold it back and I released everything in my stomach. Along with an intense feeling of pleasure and comfort, all my shame disappeared without a trace.

On an empty stomach, the teacher again connected the catheter into my anus and poured 1000cc of sorghum wine into my intestines. The heat was ten times stronger than the glycerin just now. I was shaking with pain. I struggled to pull it out with my hands, but my hands were tied tightly to the chair.

"Wow..." I screamed. This was an unprecedented pain. I struggled violently and even jumped with the chair, but I was held down by the man behind me.

As soon as the teacher pulled out the catheter, I couldn't hold it in any longer and I gushed out the sorghum. The teacher had already prepared a cup to catch the spurting sorghum and then fed it to me.

Under the stimulation of alcohol and the climax brought by the huge enema, I got the greatest pleasure.

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In the afternoon, the slightly high temperature brought a feeling of boredom.

The next course was the unbearable yet somewhat anticipated enema.

I was taken to a large room on the third floor. A girl who had arrived there before me looked at me helplessly.

On the way to the camp, I chatted with her. Her name is Xiaoling. She has a great figure and is about 167 cm tall, which is the perfect height. Xiaoling is not an extrovert, but she likes to listen to our conversation with a smile. She is a very cute and attractive girl.

In the room, besides Xiaoling and me, there were two teachers and two men. In the huge room, there was also insufficient light, and the poorly ventilated air brought an uncomfortable and boring feeling.

Repeated sexual abuse courses bring supreme pleasure, but are followed by fatigue, fear and shame.

In addition to the strict surveillance on all sides, the exit windows have iron doors, making it like a prison. Plus, the restraints on my body couldn’t be untied by myself, so I could only wait for these four days to be over.

I looked at Xiaoling helplessly, but many thoughts were exchanged in our eyes. It seemed that she was encouraging me and giving me the determination to hold on. Xiaoling makes me feel the happiness of having friends.

The teacher and the men came over and made Xiaoling and I crawl on the ground like dogs, supporting ourselves with our hands and knees. We were lying together in the same direction, with me on the left. The man behind me tied my right hand and right foot and Xiaoling's left hand and left foot tightly with a hemp rope, circle after circle, as if climbing up our hands and feet like a snake. Then they used white bandages to wrap Xiaoling and me together tightly like mummies. We couldn't move. I could feel the effort and sadness in Xiaoling's chest when she breathed in and out.

The men hated it so much that they even wrapped our toes and fingers tightly with bandages, leaving only our heads, two pairs of beautiful breasts, and elastic buttocks exposed.

Xiaoling's every move attracted me, and at the same time her mouth was stuffed into her panties and then tightly fixed with tape. A disgusting fishy smell came from my mouth. I wondered which of our girls' personal belongings this was.

The teacher took four oranges, tied a thin string to the top, and tied the other end in a lewd way to our four nipples. When the nipples were tied and the oranges were thrown down, the oranges fell violently and pulled the nipples down. Suddenly, a terrible stimulation came. The nipples began to fill with blood and become excited in the pain, and the areola was pulled to show a red color.

The teacher blew in my ears, licked my neck, and her hands kept shaking oranges. I heard waves of moans and wails from my throat. As I struggled and shook my body, I felt Orange pulling even harder, and Xiaoling's pulling also caused me considerable pain. She had no choice but to learn to be patient, and Xiaoling also endured the pain.

An unexpected stimulation unfolded in the middle of the buttocks.

The man smeared Vaseline all over our anus and then inserted the tube. The teacher placed a large mirror in front of us. When I saw my lewd look in the mirror, I was so ashamed that I couldn't raise my head.

The pipelines began to be connected. Xiaoling and I connected together. There was a switch, and then we connected to a bottle, which also had a switch on it.

The teacher connected the squeezer again and said to us, "The show is about to begin... Now I will pour a liter of freshly prepared acetic acid into the bottle, and then start squeezing the liquid into Xiaoling's stomach. You have just tasted the wine, right? It was unbearable for you? I tell you, this prepared acetic acid will bring you endless pain, which is incomparable to alcohol. Next, as long as Xiaoling can't bear it, I will turn on the switch again, and then a liter of acetic acid and feces will flow into Xiaoyun's stomach; of course, when Xiaoyun can't bear it, I will turn on the switch again, and this muddy yellow liquid will...hahahaha..."

We both nearly fainted when we heard this. Xiaoling was immediately fed acetic acid without any preparation. Xiaoling's cries immediately came through her panties and tape. I could clearly feel her trembling, struggle and pain. I felt sympathy for her, but I was also afraid that her fluid would soon flow into my intestines.

In less than two minutes, Xiaoling's eyes almost rolled back, tears dripped onto the floor, her face turned blue, and the teacher smiled at me and said, "It's your turn!"

When the switch was turned on, I saw from the mirror that the yellow liquid was pouring into my stomach like the devil's blood. Like a pot of fire, sulfuric acid, no! It was a demon gnawing at my abdomen. The pain covered my entire body. I twisted and struggled with all my might, even ignoring the pain of my chest being pulled by the orange and the rope ruthlessly piercing my skin. I dragged Xiaoling and rolled around. Xiaoling almost fainted from the pain, and wailed in pain again when I pulled her.

I was in so much pain that I couldn't even see clearly. My sweat soaked the bandages on my body. I pressed my left hand on my abdomen, but I felt only endless pain from the acid and pain in my intestines. The pain almost made me want to die. Finally, the teacher turned on the switch and let Xiaoling take over. I couldn't control myself at all. I shook with all my strength and shot the acetic acid and our feces towards Xiaoling. Immediately, Xiaoling's facial features were twisted together again, and she fell to the ground and rolled with me.

I hugged Xiaoling with my only movable left hand, and cried while holding her tightly. She also hugged me tightly with her right hand, and her tears dripped on my neck. I was afraid of our situation, a fear I had never felt before.

The two teachers and two men sat aside, taking turns pressing the switch and watching Xiaoling and I struggle in endless pain. As we were repeatedly eroded by the acetic acid, we fainted from the pain and woke up from the pain again, falling into a terrible hell where life was worse than death.

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The sky gradually darkened, bringing with it an lingering fear. The series of sexual abuses devoured my remaining humanity and aroused the emotions and animality in my body to the highest level.

The pain in my abdomen still came in waves, and when it was at its worst, I would curl up into a ball and roll on the ground. Xiaoling was still unconscious beside me, and I looked at her blankly from time to time.

I don’t know how long it was before two men came and pulled me up and took me to another room where there were two other girls. The three of us sat on the ground, playing with the hemp ropes scattered on the ground, feeling both disgust and familiarity with them.

I could hear screams and wails from the next room, and occasionally moans from another room.

At this time, the door opened and five men came in. They all had malicious looks on their faces. They looked at us like hungry eagles, which made me shiver.

There were several large bamboo poles hanging from the ceiling, as well as some pulleys and ladders, and the ground was littered with many hemp ropes and the "uniforms" we had taken off.

Then a girl next to me was pulled away, and I actually smiled when I heard her struggle.

She was tied up by three men, and the hemp ropes formed grids on her body like a net. The only thing that surprised me was that the men did not tie the hemp rope around her vulva, but just wrapped it around her breasts and waist in circles.

After that, another girl was pulled up and tied up in the same way, with just a few different patterns.

Then it was my turn to be processed. The hemp rope was wrapped around my breasts four times above, four times under, and four times around my waist. The man then took another rope and tied the eight ropes together above and below my breasts in my cleavage. The hemp rope immediately bound my breasts tightly and squeezed them out, turning them red.

There was another rope, which tied the four ropes on my waist and the ropes under my left and right breasts into a V shape, wrapping my body tightly like this. The pain made me scream continuously, and tears came out of my eyes with every breath I took.

Several men pushed the three of us to the ground. My hands were tied tightly together with another girl's feet, and her hands were tied tightly together with another girl's feet. Then my feet were wrapped around with many circles of hemp rope. I couldn't help but scream when there was a sudden pull.

My feet were being hung up, and she beside me had her hands being pulled up by ropes. She struggled because of the pain in her hands, and kicked around desperately, pulling my hands and even kicking my nose, which immediately felt sore and tears streamed down my head.

The girl behind her was also hung upside down. The three of us were suspended in the air in an N shape, swaying from side to side, and we could hear the friction of the hemp rope, like the friction made by swinging on a swing.

Xinxin and I were both hung upside down, with our faces facing each other between Zhier's crotch. The difference is that my hands and Zhier's feet are tied together, and Xinxin's feet and Zhier's hands are tied together. Xinxin's hands are tied tightly behind her back, and the pain comes from the pressure between the hemp rope and her skin.

Being hung upside down, the blood rushed to my brain, I was so sad that I felt dizzy and couldn't see clearly. Xinxin's expression reflected my own.

As we were swinging like a swing, the men below us took a long hemp rope and tied a big knot every less than ten centimeters. Then they smeared Vaseline on the rope and mustard ointment on the knots.

Two men stood on the ladder next to me. They passed the hemp rope behind me, across my vulva, and then hung it in front of me. One of the men pressed the knot into my vagina, and I started to tremble.

They went down the ladder and adjusted their position to Xinxin's side. They passed the long rope hanging in front of me across Zhier's vulva, pulled it upward from in front of Xinxin, then crossed Xinxin's vulva, hung it behind Xinxin, and fell to the ground. The man stuffed the knot-like thing into Xinxin and Zhier's vaginas. The stimulation of mustard took effect. The genitals of the three of us felt itchy, painful, and burning, and love fluid was flowing out. The two men under us each picked up one end of the rope and started pulling it.

Gradually, I felt the knot being pulled out of my vagina and it became tighter and tighter. The man behind me began to pull harder on the rope, and I convulsed all over as the knot was pulled free.

Then one knot is scraped from the front of the vulva, passing through the clitoris, crotch, and anus, followed by the second and third knots.

I saw Zhier's pistil in front of me, and a snake-like hemp rope was sliding from her clitoris to her anus, with a series of knots on it. Xinxin's knot also began to be pulled out of her vagina and began to scrape her clitoris.

As each knot scraped across my vulva, the orgasm brought on by the pleasure made my whole body twitch continuously, and the oily rope cut into my insides like a knife, bringing an unbearable itch, followed by the pleasure accompanied by my moans, drowning everything.

Suddenly, the man behind Xinxin said, "It's my turn!"

The hemp rope began to pull in the opposite direction, and the knot was pulled from my anus to my clitoris, bringing different stimulation and greater pleasure. The original tender skin was pulled in the opposite direction and turned to the other direction. My convulsions became stronger and stronger, but I was unable to move under the ruthless binding and suppression of the rope. The orgasmic pleasure in my body had nowhere to vent and just accumulated more and more. I could only wail and scream, shake my head, and try to relieve this desire. The tightly bound ropes on my body were also sinking deeper and deeper into my skin under the struggle and pulling of the three people. The burning feeling from the ropes was like a branding iron on my body.

The two men under me pulled harder and faster, and the pleasure accumulated more and more. With each knot, more love juice would flow out involuntarily. Sweat had already flowed out, drawing rivers on my body and flowing onto my face, mixing with saliva and tears, soaking my hair.

Under the vicious grinding and cutting of the hemp rope and the scraping of the knot demon, three small puddles of water have accumulated on the floor beneath us. The whole room is filled with our screams, and the air is filled with the smell of love juice and a lewd atmosphere. The pleasure brings an endless climax that seems to burst our bodies.

Day 3───

The experiences over the past two days have given me an unprecedented thrill, each time more intense and shocking than the last, but it has gradually made my body and mind exhausted. This is a mentality of both expectation and fear of being hurt.

Early in the morning, the twelve of us girls were taken to the rooftop, a six-story building. Although not very high, we could still see far away. It was the first time I saw the sun in two days. I cherished and absorbed the warm sunshine and the fresh and free air.

Facing the sunshine but living in darkness made me feel disharmony and confused. I wanted to cry but couldn't. I just stared blankly at this gray city.

The teacher said that there was an unprecedented special training in the morning, and twelve girls were "cooperating" at the same time.

Before ten o'clock is our free time. The twelve of us girls are enjoying the sunshine on the roof. The two-day special training has made us lose our so-called shame. Twelve beautiful naked bodies are shining in the sun.

Shuyi came over and without saying a word, she put her hand on my vagina. I naturally responded to her, circling my left nipple with one hand and hooking my other hand around her neck. Soon, liquid of excitement flowed out from the base of my thighs. She asked me to kneel down and lick her vagina. I masturbated with one hand and buried my head between Shuyi's legs. The fishy smell of her vagina made me excited unconsciously.

Xiaoling came over from the side, and Shuyi teased Xiaoling's nipples tacitly. Xiaoling leaned her vagina on my left shoulder and began to rub it up and down. Xiaoling's dense pubic hair made me itchy, and her excited love juice lubricated my shoulders. My left hand moved from my breast to Xiaoling's crotch, gently teasing her buttocks. Shuyi's lips covered Xiaoling, and their moans were wrapped in their mouths, while I was humming between Shuyi's crotch.

At ten o'clock we were taken downstairs. Twelve iron chairs had been placed in the lobby on the fourth floor, and we sat down in order. There is a floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of us, which clearly reflects every part of our body.

A man came over and tied us up one by one to the iron chair. Our feet were tied to the front legs of the chair. Our bodies were tied to the back of the chair with ropes in a net-like shape. The collars around our necks were tied with iron chains. The long and heavy iron chains strung the twelve girls together in a long snake formation.

Then the teacher opened a cabinet, which contained many trumpets and horns, and began to assign musical instruments.

Only then did I realize that we had all been in a band before, and I also remembered one of the columns in the registration form which asked whether I had learned a wind instrument and what kind of wind instrument I could play. This is beside the point.

Three trumpets, three French horns, two saxophones, two trombones, a baritone, and a bass. There were music stands in front of me, and on them was "Thor's March".

I picked up the French horn, put my left fist against the bell, and practiced pressing the keys with my right hand. As the ropes fixed my body tightly to the chair, the weight of the instrument had to be supported entirely by my hands, which began to feel sore.

Then four teachers came and taught us each part of the exercises.

When playing the trumpet and French horn, my stomach was strained and the hemp rope in my abdomen stuck tightly to it, causing tingling and discomfort from time to time. This is especially true for those who play large trumpets. Because they use air to breathe, every rise and fall of their chest will be restrained by the ropes, especially when playing broken notes. It hurts so much that they almost cry.

If the girl didn't blow well or was slacking off, the man would swing the whip mercilessly, and the tail of the whip would hit her abdomen, chest, and legs hard, leaving streaks of blood.

Then we started to play together, and under the pressure of the teacher and the men, we finally finished the song.

An unexpected excitement came. During our ensemble, the men inserted their vibrating penises into our vaginas one by one. Whenever they stopped blowing or took a breath, we would be whipped. Then they clamped the nipples tightly with clips. If the clips fell off accidentally, she would have to be whipped and have more clips clamped on her.

The intense stimulation of the vagina, the great pain in the breasts and the whipping, after a song of "Thor's March", were mixed with wailing, moaning, gasping, screaming and even crying from time to time. These sounds were even louder and more sad when transmitted through the loudspeakers.

The teacher then ordered the men to use a thin rope to fix the mouthpiece of the trumpet tightly to our mouths, and to pull our long hair to the front of the trumpet and tie a knot so that the trumpet could not leave our mouths or be put down, and then use a rope to tightly wrap our hands and the trumpet, so that the human body and the instrument became one. After practicing again and again, my hands became numb and sore. As long as I relaxed the trumpet a little, the mouthpiece would be pulled, which would also pull my mouth and hair. The number of clips on my breasts increased and the pain became more and more severe. My areolas turned red from being clamped, as if they were about to bleed. In addition, the occasional touching by the speakers caused me to cry in pain.

At this time, the big penis is shaking and swinging in the vagina unscrupulously, bringing incomparable stimulation and pleasure.

The floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of the hall showed the twelve of us. To keep the beat, we twisted our hips, which also increased the stimulation of the penis on the vagina.

Just as we were all feeling the pain, soreness, itchiness and numbness, the teacher asked us to keep blowing repeatedly. The men began to pick up candles and drip the scalding hot wax on our most sensitive genitals and areolas. The heat not only brought extreme pain, but also brought strong stimulation, which made me reach orgasm and struggle all over. My moans vibrated and amplified in the French horn, passing through my left fist and overflowing from the bell mouth, accompanied by the inaudible trumpet sound, "Thor's March", and were finally covered by a sea of ​​moans and wails.

The man pushed the girls on both sides backwards. Due to the traction of the iron chain, I felt a sharp pain in my neck and fell backwards to the ground. The shock made me dizzy. The mouthpiece of the trumpet hit my teeth and blood flowed from the corners of my mouth. The man sealed our genitals with boiling wax while waving a whip. The pain all over my body accumulated and became an accomplice of the orgasm. Coupled with the incomparable stimulation, I had already lost consciousness.

And we successfully played the "Spring Rope March" at the climax.

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In the afternoon, the sky darkened again and it started to rain.

Bad news came that four girls could not stand the abuse and were sent out of the camp.

What puzzles us is what will happen to them in the future? Perhaps this is my future. An uneasy atmosphere is mixed with the cloudy sky.

The next news that made us faint was the afternoon class schedule.

I was taken to a room that looked very familiar, with the same four pictures hanging on the wall. My body trembled involuntarily, and my eyes stayed on the hemp ropes scattered on the ground. I knew in my heart that there were two more pictures waiting for me to experience the feeling of being bound.

All accessories on the body have been removed and the new uniform has been placed in the corner.

In addition to the two men beside him, two female teachers walked in with sneers on their faces.

My mind was filled with resistance and obedience. In the midst of the conflict, I was pulled by both men and walked to the center of the room and knelt down.

I knew I couldn't resist, so I raised my hands obediently and let the man pull me back to merge them, then wrap me up with hemp rope in circles, at least ten times. The ankles were also tightly wrapped, at least ten times.

Seeing that I no longer resisted, the teacher instructed the men not to be too violent with me.

Another teacher asked me to kneel down, and took a rope and wrapped it around my breasts and waist several times. Then he used the rope to hang my hands and feet up. I watched as I was getting farther and farther away from the ground, and each circle of hemp rope on my body was tightly embedded in my skin.

The man brought an artificial penis with three sections with granules, which rotated in different directions. I had never been penetrated by such a penis before. When it first touched my vaginal opening, the friction of the particles was enough to make me twitch with itch. The man took out a bottle of light yellow ointment and applied it on my sensitive areas, around the vagina, anus, areola, etc. I immediately felt a strong itchy sensation and I couldn't help twisting my whole body. I felt a great sense of need, anxiety, and the feeling of being unable to suppress and wanting forced all my attention to wait for pleasure and orgasmic abuse.

The man finally inserted his penis. I felt so happy and satisfied that I screamed loudly, but I was even more anxious about the space around my areola and anus.

I shamefully shouted out, "Give it to me now...I want it...I want it...ah...ah..."

The teacher slapped me, then stuffed my mouth with a hard ball with a hole in it, stuffed a vibrator into my buttocks, and put on a chastity belt. I seemed to be very happy and twisted my lower limbs hard to get maximum pleasure.

The man tied me up tighter and tighter with the hemp rope, and tied my hair up with thin hemp rope, causing a tingling pain on my scalp. I had to use all my strength in my neck to hold my head up, but as soon as it felt sore, my hair would be pulled if I lowered my head, and the pain would make me scream.

I was suspended in the air like this, swinging and swinging, feeling only pain, pleasure and unsatisfied empty desire.

The stimulation of the areola that followed was beyond my imagination. The breasts, which had also been coated with aphrodisiac, were extremely itchy and congested, as if waiting for the strongest stimulation, which was exactly what my body needed at the moment.

The teacher took out a gas BB gun from the cabinet, filled it with gas and BB bullets, aimed at my areola and fired. One bullet hit my nipple hard. The extreme pain made me want to rub the sore spot with my hands, but my hands were behind my back and I couldn't move. I cried out in pain, and then the other nipple was also shot. That was beyond pleasure, and I only hated that the nerves of that organ were connected to my brain.

A series of shots were fired at my sensitive spots, and finally I passed out from the intense pain and the orgasm.

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The night is dark.

We will be leaving the camp tomorrow. It feels like a relief and anticipation. Looking out from the skylight, the sky is pitch black, making me feel like I'm about to be suffocated by the darkness.

The eight of us girls were brought to the hall, put on our "uniforms", sat in a row, and could only twist our bodies. Two men brought a thick water pipe and without saying a word, they sprayed water at the eight of us. We screamed and struggled, twisting and crawling towards the wall to escape.

The water sprayed powerfully and mercilessly on us, turning our skin red and making us scream in pain. When the water sprayed on my face, I choked accidentally and the sour feeling rushed straight to my forehead. It was so painful.

The hemp rope was already tied tightly around his body and was no longer comfortable. After being soaked in water, it became even tighter, as if it was stuck to his body and there was no use struggling to free it.

When the water jet hit the sensitive area, pain accompanied by itchiness and pleasure came over me, making my consciousness blurred, and I let the water jet invade my climax at will.

After a quarter of an hour of "bath", my whole body was already red and painful. The pain and itchiness made me cry. My hands behind my back rubbed against the hemp rope and the skin was broken and bleeding.

The coolness of the night made the eight tender bodies tremble constantly under the help of moisture. I felt the water dripping down my head, it was getting colder and colder, and I began to shiver instinctively. The crystal clear water droplets slid down the breasts that were protruding due to the hemp rope, and stopped on the nipples, reflecting the light, which made me blush in a lewd way.

When the men helped us take off our uniforms one by one, I immediately curled up into a ball. It was really cold.

After a while, a lot of iron chains, as well as special iron bras and iron chastity belts were placed in front of us.

The teacher came over and asked us to sit in a row. I sat in the fifth seat, and Xiaoling and Xiaozhen sat in the first and second seats. The teacher and a man walked over to Xiaozhen and asked her to pick up the iron props in front of Xiaoling and put them on Xiaoling. Under the threat of the man whipping her, Xiaozhen put the iron bra on Xiaoling. He put a padlock on Xiaoling's back, then took the chastity belt and asked Xiaoling to put it on, then locked it.

Xiaoling looked very uncomfortable and her pretty face turned red. The man instructed Xiaozhen to use the iron chains to tie up Xiaoling's hands and feet, and then wrapped them around her neck and waist, until Xiaoling's entire body was almost covered by the iron props.

Xiaoling was entangled in the iron chains and couldn't move at all. Her blood circulation and breathing were blocked, and the weight of the iron made it difficult for her to even turn over. Xiaozhen, who was initially embarrassed, gradually became addicted to the pleasure of abusing Xiaoling.

When Xiaoling curled up on the ground in pain, Xinxin, who was third in line, started to "process" Xiaozhen.

After we each took our turn enjoying the pleasure of abusing someone, we were immediately abused by the one behind us.

When it was my turn to help Huiya add the iron props, I was actually eager to try. I picked up the props in front of Huiya with a little trembling and excitement, and added them to Huiya one by one. The "click" sound when the padlock was locked sounded so pleasant and exciting to me, and the collision of the chains aroused my desire to abuse the person in front of me.

When Huiya fell down with her brows tightly furrowed, the sound of the iron chain hitting the ground gave me a sense of accomplishment. I bent down and touched Huiya's pretty face, quietly wiping away the tears that she could not help but shed.

At this time, the man behind me had asked Zhier to pick up the iron bra in front of me and signaled her to help me put it on. I looked at Zhier's face, without any expression.

When my crotch tightened and the chastity belt pressed tightly against my vagina, I twisted my body involuntarily and felt that the feeling of being abused had begun to arouse my sensual climax.

With every additional circle the chain wrapped around my body, my breathing became more difficult and labored. When the last chain was wrapped around my body and locked, my breathing could be heard by everyone in the hall. My vision began to blur and I just lay on the ground groaning like a pupae.

When I really couldn't stand being tied up anymore, I thought I would be untied immediately. But when there are eight of us, no! When all eight pupae were curled up on the ground, the men brought in another large box of props.

Xiaoling was the first one to be tied up. She could no longer bear it and kept shouting and moaning loudly. The man took out a hair dryer from the box and started blowing hot air directly at Xiaoling. At the same time, other men and teachers also took out hair dryers and abused us one by one.

The teacher walked towards me with a sinister smile on her face, picked up the hair dryer and began to blow hot air on my bra. The heat spread immediately from my chest to my back, and then to all sides through the chains. I couldn't stand it and began to roll over and struggle.

The teacher held me down and blew hard on my right nipple. The heat gnawed at my nerves mercilessly. I wanted to use my hands to block the unbearable heat but I was restrained by the iron chains. I cried out, screamed, and thrashed about, while the heat in my chest grew and spread.

The teacher began to shift her attack to my vagina, pouring hot air into my crotch. Under the conduction of iron as a good heat conductor, I felt my vagina begin to feel hot, as if covered with chili oil. I swayed my hips unconsciously, and the temperature was still rising. As the chastity belt pressed directly against my pistil, the heat devoured my tender pistil without restraint. I was so burned and tied up that I screamed and felt my soul almost left my body.

In this hell, I was surrounded by darkness and unable to escape. I could only live with the pain and masturbate with orgasm.

Day 4

In the morning, I was awakened by the pain in my crotch. It was just dawn outside the window, but it was still pitch black around me.

Maybe I was the first one to wake up. The only sound in the quiet air was my irregular breathing. My hands were still holding the horse's head, and my feet were still pulled by two heavy iron balls. There was only pain in my vagina without any pleasure.

At this moment, my mind was the clearest it had been in days.

The last day finally arrived. Thinking of the various abuses in the previous three days made me want to leave this place as soon as possible. However, an irresistible desire made me reluctant to leave.

I have guessed about 70% of what will happen after breakfast.

I put on my uniform and followed the teacher into the familiar room. There is only one picture left on the wall that I haven't experienced yet. Looking at the picture, I suddenly felt eager to try it out.

After a while, Xiao Ming was also brought in. We looked at each other and laughed. I know that Xiao Ming will work with me to complete this final course soon.

The men began to tie the ropes to the steel beams on the ceiling, while the teacher helped us take off our uniforms, then picked up the hemp rope and worked on Xiao Ming and me.

The teacher asked Xiao Ming and I to stand face to face and close to each other, pulled my hands behind my back, folded my palms together above my back like praying, and tied them with a hemp rope. This way of tying my hands makes my hands sore and uncomfortable, because the feeling of being bent backwards makes me feel like I'm going to get cramps at any time. Xiao Ming, who is as tall as me, was also tied up in the same way.

Then, hemp rope was tightly wrapped around my breasts several times, and the teacher tied my arms, shoulders and other parts tightly. Then Xiao Ming and I were forced to kneel down at the same time, our feet were bent upwards, and the ropes tied my calves and thighs tightly together. Finally, the teacher tied Xiao Ming's and my knees together with ropes.

Two men came over and tied Xiao Ming and I tightly around the waist with a hemp rope. The rope circled back and forth between our waists dozens of times. The teacher clamped our nipples with iron clips. Because our waists were tied tightly together and we both had good figures, the iron clips on our breasts would easily rub against each other's breasts and cause pain. The teacher picked up the hard ball and stuffed it into my mouth, then buckled the belt behind my head. They covered our eyes with black cloth.

Just as we were at a loss, the man pushed us down, pulled up the knot near our knees, and connected it to the thick hemp rope hanging from the ceiling. Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ming and I were pulled up and hung in the air with our heads down and our feet up.

The teacher used a very long and thick penis with the same shape at both ends. He lubricated it with the saliva left between the hard balls in his mouth. Then he inserted one end into my vagina and the other end into Xiao Ming's vagina.

Because the penis is very long, Xiao Ming and I have to lift our hips with great effort, for fear that the penis will go too deep. However, we were hung higher and higher, and the teacher turned on the power of the big penis. Xiao Ming and I were stimulated by the sudden and strong vibration and hummed.

He pushed our buttocks with both palms and inserted his big penis deeply into my and Xiao Ming's pussies. The strong vibration brought me to orgasm and caused my buttocks to swing back and forth unconsciously. While immersed in this excitement, blood rushed to my brain and the stimulation of the iron clamps on my nipples, as well as the stinging pain when Xiao Ming's iron clamps rubbed against me or my iron clamps rubbed against Xiao Ming, constantly dampened my pleasure, causing me to swing my hips back and forth harder to get more stimulation.

The men began to push us, causing us to swing. The harder the men pushed, the higher we swung. Gravity triggered my fear, and the speed of swinging made my whole body tense up unconsciously. However, this feeling of free fall magically doubled my pleasure. When the speed was the fastest, my climax came.

After lunch, we prepared to leave the camp, and the thought of this made us very happy.

We had a sumptuous meal, and it was the only time in the camp that we ate without wearing uniforms. Even though we were naked, we felt so relaxed and enjoyed the meal.

After lunch, we gathered in the lobby on the first floor.

The eight of us girls, Xiaoyun, Xiaoling, Xiaozhen, Xiaoming, Xinxin, Zhier, Shuyi, and Huiya, all had happy expressions on our faces, while the twenty-four female teachers and sixteen men sat opposite us. Unlike the scary expressions of the previous few days, they now looked so friendly.

I have no aversion to them at all, but rather a sense of intimacy. We had a lively conversation about the past few days' activities, reviewing, communicating and sharing each other's feelings.

Until we heard the sound of a car outside the door, we believed that separation was about to come.

The teacher took out our original backpacks and clothes and placed them in front of us. As we were about to pick up our backpacks, the men grabbed us, and although we were surprised, we did not resist.

Several teachers and men took a thin, translucent plastic rope and started to wrap it tightly around my body, especially around my vagina and breasts, which gave me a strange feeling. Then they took hemp rope and started to tie me up.

First, it was wrapped around my neck, then down and tightly around the upper part of my arms, wrapped around the upper edge of my breasts three times, then around the bottom edge of my breasts, and then tied around my waist in a tortoise shell style. Finally, two hemp ropes were pulled out in front of my lower abdomen, and two knots were tied at appropriate places, pressing tightly on my clitoris and anus respectively, and then wrapped around my back and tied a knot, and then my hands were tied tightly behind my back.

I felt uncomfortable all over. My important sensitive parts were swollen with excitement, and I hummed from time to time.

The teacher took out two small clips and clamped my nipples without saying a word. Then she put on the iron bra that she had worn before and locked it behind me with a padlock. The man took the black leather jacket from his uniform, put it around my waist, and made it fit tightly against my skin. He then picked up an artificial dildo with a changed battery and inserted it into my vagina, then made me put on an iron chastity belt and locked it.

Then the teacher helped me put on stockings, a tight leather jacket, black gloves, black boots, and asked me to put on a long black cape. Finally, she stuffed the hard ball into my mouth, covered my eyes with a black cloth, and wrapped hemp rope around my thighs several times. They could only let me walk one step at a time and then send me to the car.

It was a several-hour drive. My whole body was uncomfortable because I was tied up so tightly. The small clips on my nipples brought me stinging pain but also inexplicable excitement. The continuous vibration of the penis in my vagina made me orgasm from time to time. Being blind and unable to speak made me feel scared but also excited, so I could only obediently let them take me to an unknown place.

Finally, the car stopped, the man took me out, and removed the black cloth covering my eyes. Suddenly, there was a bright light and I couldn't open my eyes for a while. After a few minutes, I realized that it was in an alley near my home.

The man and the teacher surrounded me and put the backpack at my feet. I stood next to the car, unable to stand straight, and my sight through the teacher's back was at the passing cars and pedestrians on the road.

The teacher said, "We are sending you home now. Don't forget what you have learned in the past four days!" Then he kissed my cheek.

I suddenly became so nervous that my face turned red. I was speechless as I watched the teacher and the man get back into the car. I was so afraid that passers-by would see me, so I hummed hard and kicked the car door.

Finally, a man came down. He took the hard ball out of my mouth, helped me straighten my clothes, and said to me, "As long as you walk home carefully, you won't be discovered."

After saying that, the man got in the car and left. And I, taking one small step at a time, very carefully and patiently, walked slowly towards home.

Every step I take is a test for me, because the slightest movement will directly stimulate my clitoris, not to mention that the big penis is still shaking wildly and unrestrainedly. When I walked out of the alley, I was covered in sweat and would hum with excitement if I wasn't careful. Although I tried to endure it, passers-by around me scanned my body with curious eyes.

I was seen crying, groaning from time to time, staggering and limping, with my whole body hot and sweating, as I walked to the door of my house with difficulty. I realized that no one was home, and I couldn't open the door or untie any of the restraints on my body.

Fortunately, God helped me. There was an abandoned iron table in the alley next to the building. I walked over slowly and rubbed the rope that bound my hands with the edge of the iron table. I finally broke it. I was exhausted.

He found the house key from his backpack, walked into the house, took off his cape, untied the hemp ropes on his thighs, took off his boots, took off his gloves, and then took off his tight leather jacket and the leather goods on his waist with great effort. He used scissors to cut all the ropes on his body, pulling out these annoying restraints one by one.

However, I couldn't undo the iron bra and iron chastity belt on my body, the big penis blocked by the chastity belt, and the clips on my nipples. The more anxious I am, the more excited my sensitive areas become. I had to wait for the battery of the big penis to run out, then I put on my dress and jacket, found my friend, unlocked it, and undid all the restraints.

It was just such a dream, whether it was a nightmare or a wet dream, that finally allowed me to break free. However, the shadow will always remain in my heart and cannot be erased. However, this period also brought me unprecedented orgasmic stimulation, which will remain deep in my heart forever.

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This is just fantasy, please don't take it seriously.

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