Double penetration, plundering hypnosis entries

She said to herself, "Let me forget my identity for a moment and just be an ordinary woman."

She pushed open the door, stepped into the dimly lit corridor, and headed towards training ground number three.

The lights of the No. 3 training ground appeared particularly bright in the night.

Lin Yuan leaned against the wooden stake. Five minutes had passed since the agreed time, but Jinghe Ying still hadn't appeared.

"Is this girl going to stand me up?"

Lin Yuan muttered to himself, but a faint smile played on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, the door to the training ground was flung open.

Jinghe Ying rushed in breathlessly,

The short orange hair was messy and sticky because of running.

"Lin Yuan! Come on, follow me!"

She grabbed Lin Yuan's wrist with astonishing force.

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows, but remained motionless: "Didn't you say you had some special ninjutsu to teach me? Why are you so anxious all of a sudden?"

Sakura's eyes flickered, feeling a little guilty and not daring to look him in the eye: "There's a change of plan! Yukikaze and Rinko are coming this way, we have to leave immediately!"

"Snow Wind?"

Lin Yuan frowned slightly, "What is she doing here?"

"She heard from somewhere that you would be here tonight and is planning to take you back."

Ying bit her lower lip and told the truth, "My sister will be here soon, and we can't let them see her!"

A hint of understanding flashed across Lin Yuan's eyes, and then he revealed a playful smile: "I see. Was tonight's ninjutsu lesson arranged for your sister?"

Ying nodded. She let go of Lin Yuan's wrist and put her hands together in a pleading gesture: "Please! I finally mustered up the courage..." "You know how serious she is usually."

"If she gets caught by the snow wind on her first try, she might never dare to take this step again!"

"Does your sister know about this plan?" Lin Yuan asked softly.

Sakura shook her head, her orange hair swaying with the movement: "I don't know exactly..."

"I just told her you would be here tonight so she could run into you."

She paused, her voice lowered.

"I'm also getting her changed into something... not her usual serious ninja uniform."

Lin Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You've really thought it through."

"Don't laugh!"

Ying stamped her feet anxiously.

"Sister, you've sacrificed so much for your Taimanin duties over the years."

"She obviously likes you, but she always keeps herself closed off."

"I just wanted to help her once..."

There was a rare seriousness in her voice. "Just treat it as my sister being willful, okay?"

at the same time,

From the other end of the training ground came Yukikaze's clear voice and Rinko's steady footsteps.

Lin Yuan looked around and suddenly reached out to ruffle Ying's hair: "You are a good sister."

Lin Yuan's fingertips gently brushed against Ying's hair.

There was a glint of tenderness and cunning in his eyes.

He whispered, "Since you have such good intentions, I will cooperate with you in this play."

Ying's eyes lit up instantly, but before she could speak,

Lin Yuan had already grabbed her waist and jumped onto the beam of the training ground.

His movements were light and made no sound.

"Shh!"

Lin Yuan placed his index finger on her lips, his warm breath whispering in her ear. "Let them pass."

The wooden door below was pushed open, and Xuefeng poked his head in to look: "Strange, I heard that Senior Lin Yuan would be here..."

Rinko stood behind her, the moonlight shining on her long silver hair. "Maybe the information is wrong. Let's go to training ground number two and take a look."

"it is good."

When the footsteps of the two faded away, Ying realized that she was completely pressed against Lin Yuan's arms.

She hurriedly tried to break free, but Lin Yuan held her firmly in place: "Don't worry, they might not have gone far."

Ying's face was as red as a ripe apple. She could clearly feel the warmth of Lin Yuan's chest and his strong heartbeat.

After a while,

The gate to the training ground was pushed open again.

Ashaji stood at the door, her black tights outlining her perfect curves, and the moonlight gave her a silver edge.

She glanced across the empty training ground, her brows furrowed slightly.

"Strange, Ying clearly said..."

She whispered to herself, with a hint of loss in her voice.

On the beam, Ying nervously tugged at Lin Yuan's collar.

"I know."

Lin Yuan gave her a soothing look.

Lin Yuan rolled over lightly and landed, deliberately turning his back to her. "It's me. I didn't expect anyone would come to the training ground so late."

Ashaji's body froze visibly.

She took a deep breath and tried to keep her voice steady. "Lin...Lin Yuan? Why are you here?"

Lin Yuan then turned around and pretended to be surprised: "I... just couldn't sleep, so I came here to practice my new ninjutsu."

Their eyes met in the air, and Ashaji's ears turned red.

She subconsciously touched the box in her pocket, then quickly withdrew her hand. "I... am also here to check the equipment at the training ground."

After an awkward silence, Lin Yuan suddenly smiled: "Since neither of us can sleep, why not have a sparring match?"

Ashaji's eyes lit up, but she quickly regained her leadership and said, "Okay. But just enough."

The two men took up their positions, their figures interlaced and flickered in the moonlight.

Ashaji's attack was sharp and precise, while Lin Yuan's defense was impenetrable.

During a close combat, Ashaji suddenly slipped...

Lin Yuan quickly grabbed her waist, their faces close to each other.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

"What's in your pocket?"

Lin Yuan suddenly asked, feeling something hard against his leg.

Ashaji's face instantly turned red.

She tried to push Lin Yuan away in a panic, but accidentally dropped the box on the ground.

The black handcuffs and the "assistive props" gleamed in the moonlight.

The air solidified.

"This is......"

Lin Yuan's eyes flashed with mischief. "New restraints?"

Ashaji turned away in embarrassment: "That girl Ying..."

Lin Yuan suddenly knelt on one knee, picked up the handcuffs, and gently grasped Ashaji's wrist: "Since they are specially prepared, why not...test the effect?"

Ashaji's breathing became rapid, but she did not withdraw her hand.

Lin Yuan put the handcuffs on her wrists, and the cold touch of the metal made her tremble slightly.

Then Lin Yuan placed a small ball on Asha Ji Youlan's place.

"Afraid?"

Lin Yuan asked in a low voice.

Ashaji raised her head, her eyes burning with the fire of unwillingness to admit defeat: "Just handcuffs..."

Of course she wasn't afraid of the handcuffs, but that little ball...

Before he finished speaking, Lin Yuan had already pressed the remote control.

Ashaji gasped in shock and leaned against Lin Yuan with her legs weakened.

“It seems to be working well.”

Lin Yuan's voice was filled with laughter, yet also carried a dangerous hue. "However, tonight's training... has just begun."

Ashaji's wrists were bound by black and white handcuffs.

His body trembled uncontrollably due to the remote control in Lin Yuan's hand.

She pursed her lips, and a glint of shame and excitement flashed in her eyes.

She supported Lin Yuan, looked outside, and said:

"Lin Yuan...don't stay here..."

Her voice was filled with a hint of pleading, yet also revealed an unconcealable desire, "Go... go to my room..."

Lin Yuan chuckled softly, his fingers gently caressing her cheek, while his other hand pressed the remote control again.

"Well!"

Ashaji groaned, her legs went weak, and she could barely stand.

Jinghe Ying glanced at the steel beam above and said with a smile:

"There are only two of us at the training ground tonight."

His voice was low and alluring. "Is the leader afraid of being seen?"

"What nonsense..."

Ashaji gritted her teeth and tried to maintain her dignity.

But her flushed cheeks and rapid breathing betrayed her.

Lin Yuan hooked his fingertips around the collar of her robe and gently pulled it.

The black robe fell to the ground,

Under the moonlight,

The "special ninja uniform" that Ashaji was wearing was clearly visible.

The translucent black tulle clung tightly to her proud curves.

The key parts are barely visible, but they are bound with delicate metal buckles and belts.

It is full of abstinence, yet also has a blood-pumping temptation.

Lin Yuan's eyes swept over her body with burning passion, his Adam's apple rolling: "That girl Ying... is quite understanding."

Ashaji turned away in shame, but couldn't help but steal a glance at Lin Yuan's reaction.

When she saw the gradual transformation of Lin Yuan, a flicker of joy flashed through her heart.

It seems that I am not completely unattractive.

"Since you're dressed like this..."

"Why not make good use of it?"