TN: Early chapter cause probably too busy to post tomorrow. Enjoy! Torment Shu Zhe more… lol
I commanded Shu Zhe to turn around, and he put up some resistance when he placed his hands behind his back for me to tie up.
“Bro Ye Lin, what are you doing? I thought we were only wearing clothes? Why do you have to tie me up?”
“Hah, keep dreaming! Wouldn’t you be a fashion model if you only had to try on some clothes? You’re a rope model! A rope model! Don’t forget your role!”
“I never agreed to be a rope model! You tricked me! You’re so bad! You’re… terrible!”
Huh? The person with no empathy who always messes with his sister is calling me bad? I am only treating you like how you treat others!
The more Shu Zhe struggled while wearing the nurse outfit, the more it made me want to torment him. I pressed down on the back of his neck and pushed his face into the mattress for a couple of seconds. I waited until his face turned red due to the lack of oxygen and his body became weak, then I grabbed both his arms, pulled it behind his back, and used red cotton rope to tie him up like pig’s feet.
Shu Zhe would squeal whenever I tighten the ropes, I had to pretend to slap him before he would quiet down. I was able to take another set of nurse bondage photos.
Hehe, after I put these pictures online, it will definitely invoke their desires to buy!
“Bro Ye Lin, I want to eat gum…” Shu Zhe, who had both his hands tied up, pleaded to me, “I have some in my bag, please bring one over.”
So many problems! Have you ever seen anyone leisurely chew gum during S&M? Can you be a bit more professional as a rope model?
Not only did I not give him gum, I also pushed him down on the bed and locked a pair of handcuffs onto his bare ankles (this goes to show how skinny his leg is), then I took another photo.
“Bro Ye Lin, I’m… thirsty! I want to drink some water! Loosen my ropes!”
Shu Zhe was causing problems again.
“What are you playing at? Didn’t you just drink some Minute Maid?”
“The past is the past, now is now! Loosen my hands and feet! It hurts!”
Even without looking, I could tell his painful moans and cries were all faked. It was because he could not handle even a tiny bit of hard work and suffering.
But it was annoying when he kept complaining he was thirsty. Thus, I picked up the half bottle of Minute Maid he left on the headrest, twisted open the cap, and beckoned him like how I would beckon a dog or cat:
“C’mon boy, if you crawl over here, I’ll give you some!”
Shu Zhe had no choice but to use his knees as feet and slowly nudge towards the bottle of juice.
“Bro Ye Lin, hold it a bit closer~~”
Not sure if it was because he was wearing a wig, but it feels like he was acting coy.
He really has no sense of shame. Does it not matter if you abandon your dignity as a man as long as you obtain some benefits?
“Stop talking. It’s good enough I’m giving you something to drink, keep crawling!”
Shu Zhe uttered a complaint that I could not hear clearly, then he finally put in some effort to nudge himself under the bottle. He tilted his head back, opened his mouth, and waited for me to pour the juice in his mouth.
He really looks like a baby lamb crying for food.
But he is not as cute or as harmless as a lamb. If you were deceived by his delicate features, then one day, it would cost you dearly.
I stuffed the opening of the bottle into his mouth without holding back.
I missed the first time and it left a red impression on the corners of his lips and made him close his eyes because of the pain.
It might have been because he was afraid of me hurting him again, Shu Zhe slighted shifted his head and voluntarily sucked onto the bottle opening.
He quickly drank the juice in large gulps.
When he was swallowing with his head raised, I did not see an Adam’s apple. Honestly, I did not even see any signs of an Adam’s apple about to emerge.
Although I do not want to admit it, Shu Zhe’s smooth and white neck reminds me of the swans that swim leisurely in DongShan Lake.
It’s probably not weird, right? If Xiao Qin could experience her menarche at 14, then it’s probably not weird if a weak 13-year-old boy does not have any signs of an Adam’s apple.
This way it would be hard to see through Shu Zhe’s cross-dressing, unless you take off his pants or already knew beforehand.
As the water level of the bottle decreased, I lifted the bottom of the bottle higher until the bottle was almost perpendicular to the bed.
This was bad for Shu Zhe since he was afraid he would get hit if he spilled the juice on the outfit, so he desperately tried to drink all the juice. As a result of pushing his body to its limits, his pupils enlarged and he almost cried out juice droplets from his eyes.
After being forced to finish half the bottle in one breath, Shu Zhe coughed uncontrollably with a miserable expression.
“Cough cough cough…”
I asked without any sympathy:
“How is it? Are you still thirsty? If you’re still thirsty, I still have plenty of cans of w.a.n.g Lao Ji in my fridge!”
Shu Zhe couldn’t speak for the moment, but he desperately shook his head to tell me he does not need to drink anything else.
After satisfying my employee’s requirement of drinking water, I took out a set of maid clothing for him to wear. Obviously, I also changed his wig into a long black-haired wig that was more matching.
Good thing it was not that long, otherwise I would have had the misconception that the person in front of me was the cla.s.s leader again.
Since he had to change his own clothes, I temporarily removed the ropes and handcuffs and let him breathe a little.
By the way, this should be a j.a.panese style maid’s outfit, right? The white frilly cap on top of the head, a small pink bow tie around the collar, a black top with white on the edges, a short black dress that went above the knee, and a pure white b.u.t.terfly knot behind the back…
Of course, you can not forget those alluring long white stockings.
Shu Zhe stood up and looked at himself in the mirror after wearing such a complicated outfit. It seems he was extremely pleased about certain areas, and he had conflicting opinions on other areas.
This time he made a few poses without much resistance, and I did my job and tried to properly portray the model’s beauty to the audience.
When I wanted to handcuff him to the heater and take some more pictures, he refused again.
“Wearing women’s clothing is my bottom line! You can’t abuse me!”
The maid with the long black hair shouted and the white frills on top of his head wiggled.
“What bottom line? Hurry and kneel by the heater! If you make me unhappy, our family store also sells whips!”
Shu Zhe looked at me with limitless resentment and spiritlessly walked next to the heater, then he suddenly turned around and said:
“I… I have to pee! I can’t hold it in anymore!”
“Hold it in, you’re a man! If you can’t even deal with such a small problem, how will you become successful in the future?”
I remember the cla.s.s leader said something similar to me when I wanted to skip school and pretended I had a toothache. It was the perfect time to use it on her brother.
“No… I can’t hold it anymore! I have to go to the washroom!”
Shu Zhe looked like an embarra.s.sed maid from every angle. His hands were covered in front of his dress, his legs with the white stockings were pointed inwards towards each other, and he had a distressed expression.
I just cleaned my floor so I cannot take the risk. Besides, if I upload photos of a girl p.i.s.sing herself, our store will definitely get taken care of by Taobao.
Thus I nodded and Shu Zhe immediately ran to the washroom.
I yelled at him in an unpleasant manner from behind: “You better not get the maid outfit dirty!”
Since the door of the washroom was broken, there was still a seam in the door when he went in. I intentionally saw something through the crack: Shu Zhe sat on the toilet like a girl to pee in order to not dirty the dress.
Can you still say you have no bottom line? When I was a kid, the only difference between girls and boys was the way they peed!
Shu Zhe was still dillydallying in the washroom after he finished p.i.s.sing. He only came out unwillingly and knelt down near the heater after I threatened him and said I was going to go in and hit him.
Originally, I wanted to use the hook for my punching bag and hang Shu Zhe up from the ceiling, but I was not properly prepared and my camera was almost out of power.
I looked at my watch and it was already 8. The cla.s.s leader might get suspicious if he goes home too late.
So I took off his wig, and took some more photos as commemoration while he was still wearing the maid outfit.
After obtaining a suitable photo to threaten him, I smiled and said: “You did well today, you can go home now!”