A Sleepless Night
The door clicks shut, and Zhenxue's knees finally give out. She sinks to her knees in the entryway, clutching the carpet, her chest heaving wildly as sweat trickles down her collarbone, soaking through her shirt.
That egg vibrator, endured all day through sheer force of will, still hums low inside her, as if mocking her pathetic state.
"What's wrong, baby? Didn't you say you'd hold out until we got home?"
Baili strolls over, peering down at her with effortless poise, her steps light as if nothing happened. Her phone screen glows with the remote control interface.
Zhenxue gasps for air, lifting her tear-reddened eyes, her voice thick with sobs. "I... I'm really gonna cum... please... let me cum, okay...?"
Baili crouches down, her fingers grazing Zhenxue's cheek with exquisite gentleness. "No can do, Zhenxue. You haven't been punished yet. You nearly lost it at the convenience store and secretly clenched your legs twice. That's very naughty behavior."
"Wu... wuwuwu..." Zhenxue bites her lip, curling into a trembling ball. Her skirt clings transparently, soaked through, her stockings plastered to her legs like she's been pulled from water.
"Come on, crawl to the bed. Tonight, I'm tying you up properly to teach you a lesson."
In the bedroom, Baili has the "special toys" all prepared.
Four soft yet unyielding leather straps dangle from the bedframe headboard, with matching lock points secured at the foot.
Baili orders Zhenxue to strip off her drenched clothes, leaving only her panties, then positions her supine on the bed—arms stretched high and bound to the headboard, legs splayed wide and locked to the corners.
The pose exposes her in the most humiliating way imaginable.
Zhenxue trembles and sobs, yet her body quivers with excitement. Her pussy is a sopping mess, the egg vibrator still buzzing relentlessly inside.
Baili disconnects the remote and pairs it via Bluetooth to her phone, attaching a new accessory—a electric pulse module that blends vibrations with shocks for a forced "orgasm sensation cycle" program.
"Here's the plan: every five minutes, it'll build you to climax automatically. But right at the edge, it cuts off, then hits you with an electric shock to delay release by two full minutes."
"N-no, don't... I'll really break... Baili... I'll break..."
"You're my little naughty toy anyway." Baili brushes a kiss to her lips, then hits start.
The first wave hits faster than expected.
The egg surges to maximum intensity, laced with crisscrossing electric pulses. Zhenxue's eyes roll back, her body arching off the bed as uncontrollable moans spill from her throat.
"Ah—aaaaaaah—! Wu—wuwuwu...! I-I'm cumming...!"
She convulses wildly, her inner walls clenching hard, slick sounds echoing through the room. But just as release crests—vibration halts, a sharp, numbing current yanking her back from the brink.
"Ah—ah... wuwu... no... Baili... please, let me cum..."
"Not yet—this is just round one." Baili pulls up the timer interface, her voice soft and soothing. "It's 9:04 p.m. now. You're holding out until 2 a.m. I won't touch you at all—just the toy keeping you company. Every five minutes, edging you closer... then pulling you back. Only when you're crying that you 'only want to belong to me' will I let you cum for real."
Time drags to 10:47 p.m.
Zhenxue has lost count of the near-orgasms, doesn't remember when the tears started. Her eyes glow red, drool trickles from her mouth, chest rising and falling in desperate heaves. The restraints deny her even full-body shudders—she can only twitch like a hooked fish, trembling and moaning.
Her voice, once pleading, now fractures into ragged gasps.
Sometimes it's "Baili... Baili... I can't anymore..."
Sometimes "Aaaah... inside... it's coming again... I'm cumming again..."
Mostly, it's wordless sobs tangled with pleasure.
But Baili doesn't stop.
She sits at the bedside, gazing tenderly, jotting notes on Zhenxue's reactions like an artist admiring her masterpiece.
"Time's up—next round starting." She presses the button.
"No... n-no no no... I'll really break... wu—wu... please, please..."
Baili leans in close, stroking her cheek with a soft laugh. "We're only halfway—how can you beg surrender so soon? I haven't even let you cum properly once yet."