“Plot summary: I was forced to wear a JK uniform, the shiny black silk was tightly attached to my legs, and my hair was tied into two childish ponytails. The sun was shining outside the window, pouring in through the half-drawn curtains, and I felt a burst of shame. My hands were hung high and fixed on the hooks of the curtain rod. The white ball gag was stuffed into my mouth, and the belt was tied tightly behind my head. I couldn’t speak, and could only make vague whimpers. The ball gag forced my mouth to remain open, and saliva soon began to accumulate in my mouth. I tried to swallow, but liquid still slid down the corners of my mouth. I felt a strange mixture of shame and excitement at not being able to control my body’s most basic functions. My legs were tied together and the rope was so tight that I could feel the pressure of being controlled. Then came the most unsettling part – the crotch rope. He passed a rope between my legs, pressing it against my most sensitive part. When he first pulled the crotch rope, I almost jumped. An electric sensation ran up my spine from my lower body, making me tremble involuntarily. I bit my ball gag and let out a muffled groan. This feeling was too unfamiliar, but it was also indescribably exciting. His hands began to wander over my body, caressing my breasts through my uniform. Even with the fabric blocking my way, I could still feel the warmth of his palms, and every touch made my heart beat faster. I couldn’t escape, so I closed my eyes and felt this passive [X_X]. My breathing became more rapid when his hand slid to my [X_X]. He gently rubbed it through my underwear while pulling the crotch rope. The two excitements intertwined and made my legs begin to weaken. I felt myself wet, and this realization filled me with shame. I was his sister, yet I responded to his touch. The stimulation of this sin made all my senses more acute. Suddenly, he lifted my legs up, a position that made me feel extremely vulnerable and helpless. Then, a slap landed on my buttocks, and the pain and stimulation made me arch my body involuntarily. After several consecutive slaps, my buttocks were burning, but strangely, this pain was mixed with [X_X]. I felt a stream of heat spreading from my lower abdomen and sliding down my inner thighs. I couldn’t control my reaction. My body seemed to have its own will and betrayed my reason. One of my legs was lifted up and fixed at an uncomfortable height, and the other leg was barely touching the ground. This unbalanced position deepened my sense of helplessness. He stood behind me, his chest pressed against my back. I could feel his body temperature and heartbeat, and his breath brushing against my ears. His arms were around me, one hand continued to control the rope, pulling gently, while the other hand wandered over my body. When his fingers brushed my nipples, my body trembled as if I had received an electric shock. Even through the uniform and underwear, the stimulation was still very clear. My breathing became more rapid, and saliva flowed uncontrollably from the corners of my mouth. His movements gradually became bolder, and his fingers pressed my nipples through my underwear. I could feel that it was already wet, and the fabric was close to my skin, and every touch brought a tremor. My waist twisted involuntarily, wanting to escape from this overly strong stimulation, but also craving more. Just when I thought I was about to get used to this feeling, he took out a small toy. When it started to vibrate, I immediately knew what it was. Fear and anticipation surged in my heart at the same time. I tried to shake my head to refuse, but the ball gag prevented me from expressing any opinions. He pressed my nipples against the rope of my hips, and the vibrations were immediately transmitted through the rope to my most sensitive parts. The feeling was so strong that I almost lost consciousness. My knees instantly weakened, and if it weren’t for the support of the rope, I might have already kneeled on the ground. The intensity of the vibrations varied, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, making it impossible for me to predict when the next wave of stimulation would come. My mind was blank, with only the original sensory experience. When [X_X] pressed directly against my [X_X], I let out a moan that was unfamiliar to me. The feeling was too strong, and my body twitched uncontrollably, trying to escape from the stimulation, but I couldn’t move because of the restraints. My consciousness began to blur, and white light flashed before my eyes. Saliva flowed uncontrollably from the corners of my mouth. I felt myself gradually losing control of my body, as if I was thrown into an unknown ocean and drifting with the waves. I don’t know how long this state lasted, but I only remember that when he finally moved [X_X] away, my legs had completely lost the power to support me. A new round of bondage began, my hands were tied to the back of the chair, and he spread my legs apart and tied each to the two front legs of the chair. This posture made me feel unprecedentedly exposed and helpless. My legs were forced apart, and my private parts were completely exposed to him despite the underwear. I tried to close my legs, but I had to maintain this shameful posture because of the restraints of the rope. The sun outside the window was setting, and the light in the room became soft. Under such light, he picked up the pink [X_X] again and slowly approached. This time, he directly pressed it against my [X_X]. Through the already soaked underwear, the vibration was directly transmitted to my most sensitive core. I arched my back uncontrollably, but I couldn’t escape because of the restraints. [X_X] ran through my body like an electric current. I had never experienced such a strong feeling. It was like both pain and bliss, making me hover on the edge of collapse. He kept adjusting the intensity and position of the vibration, looking for the point that would make me react the most strongly. When he found that point, my reaction was obviously more intense – my breathing became broken and my body trembled uncontrollably. Every time I felt that I was about to reach the peak, he would temporarily move the [X_X] away, letting me fall from the edge of [X_X]. When I recovered a little, he would push me to a higher peak. This repeated stimulation and withdrawal put me in a strange state – I was eager for relief, but afraid of the unknown peak. My reason gradually dissipated, leaving only pure sensory experience. I was no longer a person with thoughts, but a container that could only feel. My body was hypersensitive to every touch, every vibration, as if every nerve ending was exposed. I began to realize that I was making sounds I had never heard before – even through the ball gag, the moans and whimpers were still clear. I couldn’t control my voice, just as I couldn’t control my body. This complete loss of control was both terrifying and strangely liberating. The intensity of [X_X] suddenly increased, and my body suddenly tensed up, as if being pulled by an invisible force. Wave after wave of [X_X] hit me, and I felt that I was losing the last bit of control of my body. The feeling started in my lower abdomen and gradually spread throughout my body, like a storm sweeping over every inch of my skin. My mind was blank, my body was shaking violently, and an unprecedented strong feeling swept through my body. It was as if my consciousness had temporarily left my body and floated up to the clouds, so strong, so complete that I felt as if I had died and been reborn. My body was still savoring the feeling of being completely controlled…the wonderful experience of shame and [X_X]. It’s horrible that my brother sees through my deepest desires, but I can’t deny that I’m looking forward to tomorrow”
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