(Three)
After that night’s “absurd game,” the relationship between Wang Zhiguo and Li Jianfeng seemed to enter a delicate cycle.
Every few days, Wang Zhiguo would head to the leather goods store at Li Jianfeng’s house. Since that night, he no longer had to sneak into a corner to vent his urges on the leather outfit. Instead, he openly visited and asked Li Jianfeng to take him to the storeroom to “try it on.” Each time, he arrived with his familiar defiant smile, and after releasing, he left with an expectant look for the next time.
Li Jianfeng initially thought the training game was a bit outrageous, but as time passed, he found himself beginning to enjoy the sense of control over Wang Zhiguo during their sessions. Even under Wang Zhiguo’s active provocation, he became somewhat addicted.
That day was a gloomy Saturday. Fine snow drifted outside, and the streets were sparsely populated.
The leather store’s heater was burning strongly, and the air was filled with the scent of leather oil and charcoal fire.
Li Jianfeng’s parents were both busy in the store today. His mother was sorting the accounts behind the counter, while his father was in the storeroom checking newly arrived goods.
Li Jianfeng sat by the window, flipping through a math workbook, but his eyes occasionally wandered outside absentmindedly.
Suddenly, the doorbell jingled, and Wang Zhiguo pushed the door open.
Today he was still wearing the faded black sports jacket. As soon as he entered, he grinned at Li Jianfeng. After greeting Li Jianfeng’s parents, he walked over to Li Jianfeng and patted his shoulder.
With his parents present, Li Jianfeng pretended to look up indifferently and glanced at him.
He knew this guy was “restless” again today.
He quietly lowered his voice and said irritably:
“My parents are both here today. Behave yourself and don’t mess around.”
Wang Zhiguo acted as if he hadn’t heard and walked straight to the familiar corner of the store, his gaze locking onto the leather jacket and pants that had been put back on display.
He turned back and winked at Li Jianfeng. Seeing that Li Jianfeng ignored him, he circled around the shelves, returned to Li Jianfeng’s side, and whispered:
“Today… I just really, really want you to deal with me.”
He took the black leather jacket off the mannequin himself and quickly put it on. The tight leather wrapped around his broad shoulders with a faint friction sound. Then he changed into the shiny leather pants that clung tightly to his muscular thighs, like custom-made armor.
Before Li Jianfeng could react, Wang Zhiguo had already taken the black leather jacket off the mannequin and put it on. When Li Jianfeng looked up again, Wang Zhiguo, now in the leather outfit, was smirking at him.
Li Jianfeng’s heart raced with fear that his mother behind the counter or his father in the storeroom might suddenly come over and witness the scene.
“Are you fucking crazy? My family is here today!”
Li Jianfeng gritted his teeth, suppressing his anger as he glared at Wang Zhiguo in a low voice.
Wang Zhiguo seemed unconcerned. He leaned closer to Li Jianfeng, lowered his voice, and said urgently:
“It’s fine, bro. I really can’t hold it in today… just help me out.” His eyes were burning with a near-pleading look, yet the corner of his mouth still held that teasing, playful smile.
Whether moved by Wang Zhiguo’s appearance or not, Li Jianfeng hesitated for a moment before reluctantly giving in.
He muttered in a low voice, “You pervert, you’re beyond saving!”
While his parents were still busy, Li Jianfeng quietly took Wang Zhiguo upstairs.
Once in the bedroom, Li Jianfeng pulled out a bundle of hemp rope from under the desk. He skillfully grabbed Wang Zhiguo’s hands, twisted them behind his back, and tied him up tightly in no time.
Wang Zhiguo’s muscles tensed under the leather. The folds of the leather jacket trembled slightly with his struggles, emitting a low friction sound.
Just as Li Jianfeng was about to “deal with” him further, his mother’s voice came from downstairs:
“Xiao Feng! Come down and help me move this box of goods!”
Li Jianfeng froze, his hands stopping. He glanced at Wang Zhiguo and warned in a low voice:
“Stay put and behave!”
Then he grabbed a new pair of old-fashioned nylon stockings from the drawer, wadded them up, and stuffed them into Wang Zhiguo’s mouth. After sealing Wang Zhiguo’s protests with tape, Li Jianfeng locked the bedroom door and hurried downstairs.
Without his legs bound or eyes covered, Wang Zhiguo easily left Li Jianfeng’s bed and stood up. With his hands tied behind his back, he paced around Li Jianfeng’s bedroom until he stopped in front of the full-length mirror.
Looking at his half-bound reflection in the mirror, with stockings stuffed in his mouth, he let out a lewd whimper from his throat.
He tried to struggle, but Li Jianfeng’s binding skills were clearly masterful; the rope held his upper body completely immobile. Then his gaze fell on his sealed mouth.
Since Li Jianfeng had only covered Wang Zhiguo’s mouth with tape without wrapping it, Wang Zhiguo managed to push the stockings out with his tongue after a few minutes. Once the stockings fell to the floor, he began shouting downstairs:
“Jianfeng! Come up and teach me math! I can’t do that function problem at all!”
Downstairs, Li Jianfeng was helping his mother move goods. Hearing the shout, he nearly dropped the box in his hands.
Both angry and anxious, he thought this guy was unbelievably bold. He had already said his parents were home, yet he still dared to act so arrogantly!
After finishing with the box, he told his mother:
“Wait, I need to grab something upstairs.”
Then he rushed back upstairs in a few bounds.
As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw Wang Zhiguo sitting on the bed. Although his hands were still tied behind his back, the tape and stockings sealing his mouth had already been removed. He wore a smug smile on his face.
Li Jianfeng’s anger flared. He cursed:
“Are you sick? Didn’t you see my parents are here today! Do you want them to come in and see you like this before you’re satisfied?”
Wang Zhiguo put on an innocent expression and said:
“Wasn’t I helping you? Giving you an excuse so you wouldn’t have to go downstairs and work. Don’t you need to thank me? Hehe~”
He paused, his eyes suddenly darkening, and added in a lowered voice:
“Come on, baby, let’s have some fun…”
Li Jianfeng sneered coldly after hearing this, thinking how shameless this guy was.
He glanced at the stairwell to confirm his parents wouldn’t come up, then smirked as he walked over and pulled out the familiar black shoelace from the drawer that Wang Zhiguo knew all too well.
Seeing this, Wang Zhiguo was terrified and began to regret his actions.
But before he could beg for mercy, Li Jianfeng swiftly pulled down Wang Zhiguo’s gray sweatpants, exposing his already burning erection. He quickly looped the shoelace around Wang Zhiguo’s thick shaft and balls, yanking it tight. Wang Zhiguo’s body jerked violently, and a muffled groan escaped his throat.
“I told you to shout—let’s see how I deal with you!”
Li Jianfeng gritted his teeth and grabbed the nylon stockings Wang Zhiguo had spat out, stuffing them back into his mouth.
This time he was smarter. He tore off black tape and applied it three times—high, middle, and low—covering Wang Zhiguo’s lips. Then he wrapped the tape three more times around Wang Zhiguo’s mouth, also sealing his chin to ensure he couldn’t spit out the stockings again.
Next, he took out a soft leather strap, covered Wang Zhiguo’s eyes, and tightened it firmly, completely depriving him of his vision.