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Chapter 45 Outdoor teaching, art of binding

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The toilet in the restaurant, well, is worthy of being a luxurious western restaurant. The bathroom is so luxurious, with a large area and exquisite decoration, and it has a bathroom. It is particularly artistic and is not worse than the home. What’s strange is why my brother follows in, and what’s even more strange is that there are organs in the wall that touch the dark grid, and the wall automatically opens. The high-tech Ah in the movie?

What's the thing?

The things inside, uh, various types of whips, ropes simulated penis, and many things I don’t know. The body trembled and contracted unconsciously, the legs became weak, and the legs were contracted and liquid was secreted. There was a secret door leading to a hidden wardrobe. It was also quite large in size, with luxurious decorations, and all kinds of sexy underwear, uniforms, and accessories. It was simply, haha, it was sure this was an elegant Western restaurant but not a sexy hotel. My worldview!

This is the only one. This is my exclusive private room. I have the right to interfere in all design patterns.

I just said, it would be easier to understand this way, otherwise this high-end Western restaurant would be impossible to look directly at Ah.

Today is outdoor teaching.

Hey, outdoor teaching?What the hell is it?I felt panicked.

Shuishui, don’t be nervous, just use this today.

I raised a bundle of red ropes in my hand and smiled at me. I was so nervous. I had seen rope art before. Well, it looked very uncomfortable, although I had a very strange sense of lust.

Take off your dress as he asked, well, take off your underwear too?

Now standing naked, looking at my appearance in the mirror, I was really shy and uncomfortable. After all, this place is not home, and it is also a public place. My brother, he looks serious and can't bear to refuse. Well, okay, I can't refuse either, so I swallowed silently.

Starting from the neck, tie knots at the bottom of the collarbone, under the chest, and upper navel, and tie knots in the shade, into two strands, and go downwards, split into two strands, and walk around the chest, through the center of the two knots, and stretch back and lift back. I really breathed, my whole body was tight, the rope was tied into the flesh petals, rubbed the labia minora, stuck into the petals, and the chrysanthemum was tightened. The feeling was a little painful, not too serious to bear, and there was a feeling of excitement. The rope was pulled down through the rope behind the neck, divided into two strands and wrapped around the chest, and crossed back, and then wrapped around the stomach. This was repeated, entangled, and finally tied the last knot.

I felt a layer of thin sweat all over my body, and the vaginal fluid between my legs was flooded. This was really a pull, and the rope between my legs was deeply engulfed. As the winding movement became tighter and tighter, even the ups and downs of my chest were affected. I was straightened and I dared not slacken at all. I looked at my brother with aggrieved eyes, feeling that I was about to cry, but he didn't agree with it, and looked very good.

Be good, brother, please help you wear clothes and see how beautiful it is.

I feel aggrieved. Although my brother is better at helping me out than I do myself, my hands and feet still have to move. Every time I move, I feel extremely tormented between my legs. Not only the center of my legs, but the strength of the rope on my body makes me feel very tightly restrained.

Under such circumstances, put on the bra, underwear, stockings, and the appearance reflected in the mirror clearly showed the traces of the rope. I was so ashamed of this pornographic look. It felt better until the dress was completely blocked. My brother must have planned it on purpose. Today, the material of this skirt is slightly thick, the style is slightly loose, the collar is quite high, and the color is very dark to completely cover the traces of the rope. However, the feeling of the rope close to the body reminds me all the time, it is really embarrassing to go out like this.