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"Stay here," Yan Rong said, though naturally she couldn't move anywhere. Just as he opened the door, a loud protesting grumbling was heard. First, the shape of a white long pleated skirt and dirty white shoes was visible, followed by the visibility of brownish shorts and uniform with sweat-stained white shirt.
"Hey! Hey! No, Bu Yao!!!" came the higher pitched screamed but the NYGH student, Zhang Huiling was shoved in by Yan Rong's Chinese High friend, Wong Guoyun. "Hi, Ying...oh My Gosh!" she cried, seeing her old kindergarten classmate chair bound and gagged. "What...hey!" she too was shoved into another chair similar to the one Su Ying was bound to.
"Mmmmph!!" Su Ying cried in protest of her friend who she hadn't seen in ages. The two boys ignored her as Guoyun held her down on her shoulders and Yan Rong pasted another piece duct tape across her lips. Bit by bit, they held her down and soon enough duct taped her to the chair in the same fashion as Su Ying. The last act was to part was to fold up her shirt to reveal the black short FBT shorts hugging her waist, causing her to give protest through her tape gag.
"Mmmmph!! Mmmpph!!!!" Both girls wailed at each other and the boys, especially because of thir upskirt said. "Oh shaddup will yah?" Called Yan Yong as both boys continued to some online game on their handphones. Despite that call the girls continued to protest through their gags. Yan Rong shook his head and disappeared short returning with two cloths in his hand.
"What...oh you want to stuff their mouths." Upon hearing that, the bound girls yelped further.
"Ok girls, you shut up or these go in along with more tape." Sighing, the captive gave in.
"Nǐ tài kèbóle," the Chinese High Boy grumbled just as the doorbell rang again.
TBC.