“As usual, there’s a lot of content and dialogue, so I won’t describe it all here. I’ll simply summarize each aspect in a simple and easy-to-understand way. This episode is divided into four main sections: the mother’s outdoor training, the mother’s torture and hiding after being left outdoors while her daughter takes extra classes, the mother’s hardcore training indoors, and the mother’s overnight restraint. (The following descriptions are all actual content from the video, not the background of the story. The entire 67-minute video is full of content. I have edited out the dressing process, the bondage process, and some of the less exciting parts.) The following week, it was time for my daughter’s tutoring again. As usual, “Mom,” Sister Chen, came to my house early to have me tied up. This time, I used the excuse of my daughter’s improved grades to coax her into saying, “I’ll do whatever you say.” Then, I had her change into a sexy office lady outfit, 8cm high heels, and put on a tortoiseshell bondage, a collar and a G-shaped tail plug. I placed a tethered … Later, seeing it was almost time for my daughter’s tutoring, I came up with a plan. First, I took off one of her stockings, stuffed it into her mouth, and taped it shut. Then, I pulled out the end of the G-plug and attached a G-hook to her, securing it with a rope, forcing her to maintain a straight back. I told her to stay there and I would pick her up after her daughter’s tutoring. She was terrified, shaking her head frantically and trying to grab me. However, her bound hands were impossible to grasp, so I left. After I left, the young mother, still enduring the torture of BDSM, desperately tried to untie her bound hands, but the tape sealed both her hands and her mouth, making it impossible. After a long period of unsuccessful attempts, she tried to untie the rope securing the G-hook with her bound hands, but naturally, it was useless. Finally, the helpless “mother” could only lean against the corner of the stairwell, enduring the torture from both sides while watching her surroundings in fear. On a separate note, I’ve also started tutoring my daughter. This time, I’m teaching her the basic logic of English learning (it’s still a real lecture, so if you’re interested in learning English, you can give it a listen. It’s all based on real experience, not fake news). While we were teaching, “Mom” Sister Chen also encountered a crisis. Standing on the landing mid-stairs, she vaguely heard a noise downstairs. Startled, she tried to climb up, but her attire prevented her from moving, forcing her to scramble slowly and with difficulty. Furthermore, the extra-powerful battery I’d installed for her wired TD made a loud noise, further increasing her risk of exposure. After finally reaching the next floor, she discovered the fire door to the stairwell was closed. She tried to open it, but her bound hands struggled for a long time, unable to do so. She frantically scrambled around the corner behind it. Fortunately, no one was coming up from downstairs. She fumbled around the corner and tried to untie the rope securing the G-hook, but after repeated attempts, she encountered another crisis. There seemed to be more movement from the fire door, and she frightened her way back down. (This clip is superimposed with footage of the lecture.) After I finished my lesson, the girl unexpectedly suggested that her test scores had improved again, and she wanted to watch me train “that auntie” like last time. Unbeknownst to her, the auntie she thought of was actually her mother, now left alone in the stairwell in a state of utter shame and agony. Of course, I wouldn’t give in. I told her it wouldn’t work this time, but if she improved another 10%, I’d consider letting her watch again. Then, I sent her home. When I went to the stairwell to find “mother” Chen, she was crouching in a corner, terrified and a bit dazed. My footsteps frightened her even more, but when she saw it was me, she was thrilled. After I brought her back, I took the stockings out of her mouth; they were completely soaked. Then, claiming her daughter had told me her grades had improved again, I told her she wouldn’t be home tonight and would stay with me until tomorrow morning. Then, she had her tied up in a tortoiseshell bondage with a G-cage hook and called her daughter to let her know she wasn’t coming home. Then, a new round of training began. The scene shifted, and “Mom” Sister Chen appeared in a new outfit. Her upper body was bound behind her, her hands still bound, and she was wearing a pony gag and an armlock on her nose. She knelt there with a look of helplessness. I took the fake Y gag that came with the pony gag and forced it into her mouth, attaching it to the mask, causing her to gag. Then, I hooked the traction chain through the nose lock on her nose and pulled her nose to practice kneeling. With one hand, I pulled the chain high, forcing her to kneel with her head tilted back. With my other hand, I massaged her all over. After that, I had her practice the dog stance, passing a rope under her hips and having her rub herself against the rope while shaking the bell on the nose lock so I could hear it. Afterward, I removed the fake Y gag from the harness mask and used the small fake Y gag to practice oral sex. However, she couldn’t swallow smoothly, so I started another round of training. A rope stretched horizontally and straight, “Mom” Sister Chen straddled it, deeply embedded in her body. A G-hook was attached to her back, and the rope, attached to the G-hook, looped around a ring high above, with a weight hanging from the other end. A little over two meters in front of her, a phantom dragon, 18cm long and 4.5cm thick, was attached to the wall. A shock control button sat above the dragon’s base. The button illuminated every 40 seconds, immediately triggering a shock from the electric shock patch at the base of her thigh. She then had to walk forward, holding the knotted rope in place, while the G-hook behind her held a weight. She then had to open her mouth and swallow the dragon whole, allowing her nose to touch the shock control button, turning off the shock. Then, the weight attached to the G-hook pulled her back. Then, 40 seconds later, when the shock returned, she had to repeat the process. My plan was good, but it turned out I’d overestimated her, or perhaps there was something wrong with my design. The drag of the G-hook and the torturous straggling of the rope meant it took her two minutes just to reach the two-meter-plus wall ahead. And just as she was about to reach the dragon, the angle of the G-hook and the increased height of the rope caused her excruciating pain. I could see she was trying her hardest, almost to the point of collapse, but she could only reach the dragon’s head. So I made it easier for her by removing the G-hook. This time, while still painful, she managed to manage it. She then continued to move back and forth, holding the rope, and every 40 seconds, she had to swallow the dragon whole to touch the shock controller to deactivate the shock. Finally, she seemed to be a little unconscious. She stood in front of the magic dragon and kept licking it. She didn’t touch the electric shock button and let the electric shock stimulate her thighs. She stood on tiptoe and didn’t move, just kept rubbing the rope back and forth. Seeing her in this state, I decided to give her a ride, so I took out my high-powered stick. But I didn’t give it to her very directly. When she was about to come, I stopped, then pressed her head to let her swallow the magic dragon whole, and held it for five or six seconds, making her gag in pain. This interrupted her state, and then I used the stick again (some words omitted.) (Here the two cameras are superimposed, one camera shoots her whole body, and the other camera shoots a close-up of the rope and stick rubbing below) After the training, I asked her to go to my small room, which had no bed, only a mat. She sat down exhausted on the mat and told me she seemed to have lost control of her bladder and was still leaking a little. I went to get a large diaper and asked her to put it on herself. Then, I put leather wraps on her hands and crossed them over the straps that fastened them to her back. Two straps were used to restrain her knees and ankles, respectively. I locked all the leather straps. I told her to get some rest and left. She was left alone, diaper wet and bound, tossing and turning on the floor, unable to sleep. (This episode is over. There will be a next episode for “Studying Mom.” I’m just letting you know so you don’t have to ask me about it separately.)”
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