Chapter 4

The nights in Suzhou are so quiet that people are crazy...

The private room of Dongmendeo Coffee in Suzhou Park...

Ying sat in front of me, and I looked at her for a long time. Her beautiful face and her curved figure still remained unchanged, but she was obviously still a little haggard...

How are you doing recently?

I work in a newspaper and is in charge of fashion columns, which is not bad!

Oh, I've actually entered the newspaper office to work. It seems... I can't help but think that she has gotten into something powerful and powerful again. He Ying's appearance can charm any man...

Congratulations to you Ah!

I think my congratulations are very hypocritical...

We all avoid talking about the last incident because since then, I have never had any news about He Ying, but now my heart is starting to move again, and a glimmer of hope slowly rises in my heart...

It’s really damn…Don’t think about it anymore, Ying belongs to them!

I secretly warned myself

Is there anything I need my help?

I couldn't think of any other topic at this time, so I simply went straight to the topic. I knew that there was nothing difficult, He Ying would never look for me.

Ying slowly stood up and slowly lifted her skirt in front of me. In front of me, in Ying's vagina, there were a pair of shiny, stainless steel chastity pants!

Chastity pants are a very special tool in SM games. The most important function is that it announces the ownership of M who is worn with chastity pants. It declares that only the person who holds the key is the owner of M who is worn with chastity pants!

Others are not allowed to touch this M

M, who was wearing chastity pants, couldn't masturbate, or even wiped her □!

The stainless steel chastity pants that Ying wore were made very delicately, tightly wrapped around Ying's plump □ and her full vagina. There was a very thin slit in the middle of the chastity pants, which was very obvious. The fingers could not be reached in. In this way, people wearing chastity pants had no choice because the thin slit and a very thin wire mesh cover were buckled on it. The workmanship was very exquisite and beautiful, but the more beautiful it was, the more dazzling and ugly it looked like when worn by such a beautiful girl!

Ying turned around and on the back of her waist, the chastity pants were tightly tucked. A delicate little lock locked the switch. If it was not unlocked, the chastity pants could not be taken off... I used to only see articles about chastity pants on the Internet. This was the first time I saw the real chastity pants on a girl. When I thought about the possible role of chastity pants, I suddenly became excited again for no reason...

Is it the chastity pants that Dan and the others wear for you?

I couldn't help but hate those young people again!

Xia Lin dressed it for me

He Ying slowly put down her skirt and sat back to her seat

How long have you worn it?

It's been more than three months

I was shocked. Such things made a girl wear for three months, which was completely beyond the scope of playing SM. Ah. I knew Ying was Dan’s girlfriend and decided to leave Ying later. So why did that thin Xia Lin come to join He Ying now?

Are they still training you together?

No, they have long since parted. I am Xia Lin's M now. So why are you looking for me now?

I want to leave Xia Lin!

Why?

My heart suddenly jumped up, and He Ying's words made me feel that she came to me, which means that I am the only person she can ask for help now. I don't know why Ying thinks I can believe it... Thinking of a beautiful woman like Ying who asks me for something, I became a little fluttering...

You are the only one I can ask for help!

Why did you leave him?

Because I'm pregnant!

It was a long time later that I figured out Ying’s experience this year. What this beautiful girl had experienced was something that ordinary people could not imagine...

Finally, I had such an opportunity... I could sit opposite Ying and listen to her telling her own story... Ying's tone of speaking was that slow pace... Her emoji was calm, as if she was telling other people's things...

The nights in Suzhou are so quiet that people are crazy...

This is the opening remark of my favorite novel by Suzhou writer Yan...

Because whenever I stand by Jinji Lake at night, I really like the harp sculpture by the lake. Its strange shape and soft lines always make me feel the charm of the music that comes from vaguely...

Every time I sit under the harp for a long time... Looking at the calm lake and the twinkling neon lights, when I think of my life, I always feel an indescribable sadness in my heart...

I was born in a very ordinary family. My father is a small employee of an agency. He can almost be said to be a handsome man... My mother is an accountant in a business bank... My father is a thin and very cowardly man. His mother usually handles everything at home. His mother is a very beautiful woman and very capable... My father and mother have almost never quarreled, and my family is very harmonious...

I was very smart when I was very young, my homework was very good, my personality was very similar to my dad, I would hardly turn against others or quarrel with others for any problem...

I was taciturn in school and had few friends... but unfortunately, because of the inheritance of my mother and father, I am a very beautiful girl, and even more unfortunately, I am a very early-developed girl. When I was 10 years old, I had the first menarche in the fourth grade, and my breasts bulged early and disagree with my age... This led to my rape by my neighbor, a very domineering man...

It was an afternoon, I got off school early, but forgot to bring the keys. He asked me to go to his house to wait for my parents to get off work. While I was sitting at his house to do homework... He suddenly blocked my mouth with a cloth behind me, and then tied my hands together with a thin line...

When I told my father about this at night, my father not only did not go to settle the score with that person, but instead beat me hard. His cowardly nature made him choose to swallow his anger... He was afraid that things would make us have no face to continue living in this messy community, and my mother only knew how to cry...

From now on, I would wait for my mother to pick me up after school... I hate my father, I hate him for being cowardly... I never talk to my father again... Although I know that my father often looks at me from afar, follows me to school and after school... I know that my father loves me very much... But I will never forget that he still sprinkles salt on my wounds after I was hurt like that...

Later, my father got cancer in junior high school and died in less than half a year. The neighbor began to harass my mother. There was no protection from men at home. All we mother and daughter could do was to avoid the demon-like pervert...

I don't know why he didn't harass me again, but the scene of his violence against me has always appeared in my mind. I often wake up in the middle of the night and dream about being QB. I dream of being forced to take off my clothes by him. He tied me up with a hemp rope... and even stroked my naked body in front of everyone... I am often awakened by my own nightmare, but what makes me feel strange is... While I am very scared, I am very excited. My nipples stand up hard and my bottom is wet... That's when I started □...

After I went to college, I gradually realized that my mother gave her body to the villain in order to protect me... I hate that villain very much, but I don't have the ability to retaliate and stop him from harassing us...

He is a very strong man, and there are often some people coming and going in his home. We dare not mess with them at all, so my father didn't dare to touch their Ah back then...

I didn’t understand my dad until I became sensible!

Although I told my father that I forgave him when he was alive... but I knew I no longer had the chance to get the care of a man like my father...

I worked very hard. I was admitted to a university and went to a prestigious university in Shanghai. The subject was also a very famous major... But for some reason, I was full of disgust with men and had almost no contact with male classmates. I avoided being alone with male classmates in all occasions. I rarely even talked to male classmates... In fact, although my heart was actually full of desire for sex...

Masturbation has actually been with me, junior high school, high school, and until college... I masturbate almost every day, fantasizing about being humiliated, being QB, or even being □ when masturbating... This idea makes me feel very humiliated, but I can't control myself. I even get inexplicably excited during class...

I feel very perverted and very inferior, but because of my appearance and extremely well-proportioned body, I have become the target of male classmates. In fact, they don’t know what kind of soul is in my very noble and arrogant appearance...

My arrogance and aloofness are actually a kind of disgust and contempt for men in my bones...

In fact, during my days in college in Shanghai, I also tried to date some boys. Although I am very arrogant, I am more open to sex... But for some reason, I always feel that ZA with those young boys is boring, and they always show that they are not dry... Their hands wandering on my body just make me feel stingy... I don't know what I need, they can't satisfy me. All I can satisfy me is the sensational masturbation in my bed at night. I seem to be able to satisfy myself in this way... Until I graduated from college, I couldn't find a boy who could truly satisfy myself...

In the first year of college, I met my classmate Dan from middle school in a party. He was my classmate in high school.

Dan graduated from the art major and tall. I look almost tall and strong. It can be said that it was my first love in high school. We seemed to have relapsed and we started dating...

Almost a very failed date!

But when I was held in my arms by him and the man's hands touched my breasts, I still didn't have that kind of excitement and stimulation.

My soft nipples didn't react under Dan's sucking

I'm very depressed

I have an instinctive resentment to my hands touching

I pushed Dan away and tried to reach into my hand

Actually, I feel that he is not very focused, he seems to be absent-minded... We didn't part with each other on several dates.

One day, I went to Dan's studio and he was in front of the computer. When he saw me, he asked me to sit next to him and show me what he was looking at. The pictures on the computer surprised me. It was actually a picture of a woman tied up with a hemp rope. The first time I saw such a picture, the woman on the picture was tightly tied up by a hemp rope. What made me feel strange was that seeing such a picture actually made me feel a little excited... The scene of being QB in my youth appeared in front of me... I stood up immediately. If you tied you up, you would definitely like it. Dan looked at me a little weirdly and said, but I refused without hesitation.

I never want to be tied up by a man to touch my sensitive parts... Actually, I already understand that Dan pretended to be unintentional, and actually showed it to me on purpose...

But after I got home, I started to look at these pictures on my computer. Dan also showed me some SM websites. I even often went to "Li Family Courtyard" to see those pictures and articles. Even I don't know why. I gradually like to read those articles and pictures because I would be very excited when I read those articles and pictures. When I masturbate, I fantasize about the plot in the articles I saw...

What’s very strange is that now I will become excited whenever I see words related to SM training such as hemp rope, binding, enema, whipping, etc., and my masturbation also begins to imagine that I am tied up with a hemp rope. This idea makes me feel very excited and exciting...

But I still couldn't accept Dan's proposal normally. I didn't dare to let him tie me up and play with me. But when I saw the pictures of women being tied and trained, I was really excited and excited... I like to look at women's bodies, I like to see them tied into various positions...

Am I gay...

I often ask myself but I don't think I like the same-sex touch, either...

Because I was curious, I also registered in the compound. With the QQ SM netizens, I also joined some SM groups. In the group, I like to chat with some S and M, and in the same group.

I met a netizen named Qingdan Yeyu. He seemed to know my psychology very well. We talked about a lot of SM topics, and I even told him all my nightmares...

Gradually, I gradually became alienated from Dan. I am an M online, but in reality, I feel like a girl who feels very normal!

And I am also a very arrogant and noble girl who hates men!

But after Dan's repeated insistence, I temporarily maintained a relationship with him, but I still firmly rejected his proposal to bind him...

It was the first day of May Day holiday. I attended Dan’s birthday party. Seeing that the high school classmates were very good, I deeply felt helpless and incompetent. I had no relatives and friends to rely on. I wanted to enter the newspaper, but because I had no relationship, I had not received a clear answer. I had to go to a subordinate advertising company of the newspaper to work as a computer drawing board... I faced the advertising page of the computer making newspaper every day...

After drinking the first glass of beer, I couldn't control myself. In the KTV private room, I started drinking wildly with Dan and a few classmates...

My alcohol capacity is actually quite large, but my bad mood makes me drink more and more. I don’t know why, but my consciousness gradually blurred. Later, I couldn’t remember how I walked out of the karaoke hall…

Go to my place...

The last thing I saw was Dan's drunken face...

When I gradually regained consciousness, it was when I heard the sound of music. It was a kind of music that I was not familiar with, but I must have heard it somewhere...

My avatar was about to crack, and it hurt so much. I slowly raised my head and wanted to sit up, but I suddenly felt that my hands couldn't move. My wine suddenly woke up and tried to fumble with my hands. I felt that I couldn't move at all. I was completely stunned now, my mind was completely clear, but I felt that I couldn't open my eyes. I used my sensory organs to test the surroundings...

Suddenly I found myself tied up with hemp rope

The shirt and skirt were completely lifted open, the hemp rope was tightly tied to the feet, the legs were also tied tightly, and the hands were twisted behind the back, crossed their wrists, pressed against the upper part of the spine, tied firmly. I struggled tentatively and twisted my body. The binding of the hemp rope was extremely strong and I couldn't struggle at all.

Due to the forceful twisting, I felt a pain in my lower body. I tentatively contracted my lower body. I felt that the bottom must have been tied up with a hemp rope, but I could feel that my underwear was not peeled off, but the hemp rope was tied very tightly and deeply trapped in the □ below me...

Am I dreaming...

I opened my eyes with difficulty, and an unknown premonition came to my heart... I knew something bad, and I realized that my whole body was tied up with hemp ropes, with my vest facing upwards and my face downwards on the floor...

When my face was pinched with one hand and raised upwards... I finally realized that I was not dreaming, but in reality, because in front of me, there was Dan's face full of tentative expression...

It's so unreasonable, how dare you...

You're awake... Does your head still hurt...

What are you going to do... untie the rope immediately

I turned my head suddenly, broke free from Dan's hand, twisted my back and tied my wrists to my back, trying to break free from the tie of the hemp rope

Don't bother,

Dan's hand brushed away my hair, held my chin and raised my face up a little.

My index finger touched my lips, tied very strongly!

Don't touch me... rogue...

I struggled violently

Dan ignored my protest at all, reached out and grabbed the rope on my back to lift me up from the ground, letting me sit on the floor with my back against the sofa, facing him...

He pushed a floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of me...

Do you know who I am? I am - Qingdan Yeyu!

I was stunned for a moment. I felt that I was too stupid. I told Dan about my own QQ number. Now I understand that I was fooled by him. He used the Internet to understand my heart and lure me into his SM world. Now, at this moment, I feel that I hate him very much, but reality is very cruel to me. I don’t have any ability to resist now. When I think of what I said to him on the Internet, I am more afraid now. My brain has no way to think. I really don’t know what I should do now...

Don't...don't touch me...

Since I sat up, I could now clearly see myself in the mirror...

What tied me was a hemp rope as thick as my index finger. The hemp rope was placed on my neck, slanted around my shoulders, and passed down through my armpits, binding my hands that were twisted behind me.

The hemp rope tightened my arms backward, causing my shoulders to turn backwards involuntarily, and my hands were raised to the limit behind my back. The hemp rope was tied very tightly, without any looseness of Xiang Xiyu. I have seen this kind of binding on the computer and knew it was to highlight my chest. I lowered my head and saw my round breasts completely spread the collar of my shirt on my chest. The buttons on the collar were unbuttoned, and most of my breasts were exposed. The hemp rope was not tied on my breasts. The stance of the hemp rope was tied up makes my plump and round chest stand up high.

I knew Dan was particularly interested in women's breasts. As expected, Dan began to unbutton my shirt. I was tied firmly with a hemp rope and could not move at all, but I still twisted my body desperately, indicating that I was not sure of it.

My front chest was completely exposed. Because I was tied up, my breasts were straight and bulging, and tightly. His hands began to caress my breasts, and then pinched my nipples with my index finger and thumb... I was extremely angry in my heart, but for some reason, my nipples became very disobedient and hard, and my breasts began to bulge. What frustrated me the most was that my lower body also began to swell... It began to twitch, and I already felt a wet liquid slowly seeping out... I hated myself... Because my desire made me unable to resist my body's reaction, I gritted my teeth desperately to prevent the eager desire from appearing on my face...

But I can't hide myself, and my breathing is no longer controlled...

You slut... look at your slutty nipples... TMD is hard...

Dan poked my nipples hard with his index finger, and the nipples were already disobedient and hard.

But what I couldn't stand the most was that when I heard him scold me as a slut, my lower body suddenly bulged. When his hand suddenly covered my lower body heavily... the liquid flowed out without any control...

Slutty M dog...has the master!

I can't just surrender, but I really can't resist the touch of the sensitive parts that are seductive... But I don't have any ability to resist this touch that makes me intolerable. The more I want to fight, the more exciting it brings. Dan knows my sexy belt and how to stimulate my sensitive parts...

I tried my best to resist the complete destruction of my will by the hateful pill...

Dan began to slap my breasts with his palms, just like slapping me in the face. The pain and swelling and numbness hit my fragile nerves together... Dan's slap became heavier and heavier, and I couldn't bear the stimulation... I realized that my resistance could only bring greater torture and pain. My consciousness told me that I could not become Dan's female slave, but my body had begun to disobediently start the throbbing before orgasm...

Dan was fully aware of my body's reaction. Just as my climax was about to arrive, he suddenly stopped touching and slapping... looking at me motionlessly...

Dan is a ruthless guy. I experienced the feeling of SM for the first time in him. He especially likes to tie up.

His SM skills are very rough, but he is very good at using hemp rope

He tied me firmly with a very complicated method with hemp rope

A hemp rope as thick as a thumb strung over my whole body one by one. My chest was tied high with a rope. An electrode clip was clamped on my nipples, and my lower body was tied with ropes. A rope twisted into a string was tied to my vagina. The two knots were pressed tightly on my clitoris and anus. A thick massager was deeply inserted into my vagina. The shaking press made me tremble all over...

I really had no choice at that time. I wanted to resist, but I didn't have the ability to resist, but my body was disobedient and brought me unbearable excitement and stimulation...

I knew in my heart that I had no choice. Whether I wanted to or not, I was already his M and his slave!

Because I have no ability to resist SM, I cannot resist the excitement and excitement brought to me by binding training... The binding of hemp rope completely awakened my inner desire, and the various trainings brought to me one by one huge impact...

Owner……

I can't resist the feeling that I really can't stand... My tongue is disobedient...

I called out the word "master" for the first time. With this sound, all the defense lines in my body collapsed completely, and my thoughts changed from resistance to obedience... My □ began to enjoy the stimulation of being tied up by hemp ropes... Just as I called the lord, the rebellious emotions in my body finally came unhindered... A rapid and violent throbbing... I actually climaxed in this humiliating bondage...

I was tied with hemp rope like a meat-brown in his studio. He spent a whole May Day holiday... Shell turtle tied, R ties tied, Y ties tied, four horses gathered hoofs, hanging ducks and ducks, dozens of ways to tie up women, he used all over me.

Dan tortured me in various training methods. Regardless of whether I accepted it or not, the frequent whipping seemed to have made me accustomed to the pain...

I'm really struggling to death

It can be said to be a very sad past

For me who doesn't understand the innocence of society, I am not only hit, but even feel desperate, and feel that the world of SM is like hell.

But I am also a woman after all, and I am 22 years old and have a strong need to feel sexual

Especially the feeling of being tied up by a hemp rope has been deeply imprinted in my heart

I can't help but admit that I like that feeling... I like those humiliating language... I like the stimulating feeling of whipping on the □... If his training for me was forced by those days, in fact, in my heart, I long for it!

But I don’t know that because I treat him as the privacy words deep in my heart that netizens said when chatting, it has brought me greater trouble and pain...