Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

Chapter 122 Having Fun With Xiao Ling For An Entire Night (R-18)

As soon as Wang Jian entered Xiao Ling's room, he gave her a wicked grin that made her feel uneasy.

"Come here, my little maid," he ordered in a husky voice. "I want you to give me a special massage tonight."

Xiao Ling's heart raced as she saw the lust in his eyes. She knew that this would not be an ordinary massage.

Without saying anything, Wang Jian lay down on the bed, and with a devious smirk, he instructed her to use her breasts for the massage.

Xiao Ling felt humiliated, but she dared not refuse.

With trembling hands, she sat next to Wang Jian and leaned over to massage his back with her ample bosom.

As she did so, she could feel his breath on her neck and his hands wandering over her body.

Wang Jian let out a low moan of pleasure as Xiao Ling's breasts kneaded his tense muscles. "That's it, my little maid," he said, "You're doing a good job."

Xiao Ling felt sick to her stomach but kept her composure, knowing that she had to endure this for her own survival.

Wang Jian's expression turned lecherous as Xiao Ling continued to massage him with her large breasts.

His mind was consumed with a primal desire to take advantage of her in every way possible.

"Remove your top," he commanded, his voice low and husky with desire.

Xiao Ling's heart skipped a beat as she realized what he wanted. "No, please...I can't," she pleaded, but Wang Jian was not going to take no for an answer.

"Do as I say, Xiao Ling. You're my maid, and you're here to serve me," he growled, grabbing her roughly by the arm and pulling her closer.

With trembling fingers, Xiao Ling slowly unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her creamy skin and pert breasts.

Wang Jian's eyes widened with lust as he took in the sight before him.

"Good girl," he murmured, pulling her down onto the bed beside him. "Now, use those beautiful breasts of yours to give me the ultimate massage."

Xiao Ling closed her eyes, trying to block out the humiliation of what she was doing, as she massaged his back with her bare breasts.

Wang Jian let out a satisfied groan, reveling in the sensation of her soft flesh against his skin.

"Excellent," he purred, rolling over onto his back and gazing up at her with a wicked grin. "Now, let's see what other talents those breasts of yours have, shall we?"

Wang Jian's hands quickly snatched onto Xiao Ling's breasts before she could comprehend his words. He started to grope and squeeze them roughly, causing her to cry out in pain.

Wang Jian chuckled and said, "These are some really big and soft tits you've got here, Xiao Ling. I can't resist the urge to play with them."

As Xiao Ling was about to protest, she suddenly let out a loud moan when Wang Jian pinched and twisted her nipples, "Aaah...Ahhh..."

Wang Jian's depravity knew no bounds as he continued to play with her breasts, squeezing and groping them with increasing force.

"You like that, don't you? You're a naughty little maid," he taunted her with a wicked grin.

As if that wasn't enough, Wang Jian then began to rub his erect member beneath his pants against Xiao Ling's pussy, causing her to gasp in both pain and pleasure.

"You're so wet already. I bet you want me inside you," he whispered into her ear with a perverse smirk.

Xiao Ling's eyes widened in horror as Wang Jian suddenly removed his pants, revealing his massive, throbbing member to her.

"No, please stop," she pleaded, her voice trembling with fear and disgust.

Wang Jian's lips curled into a wicked grin. "Oh, I will stop," he said, "but not until I'm done with you, my dear maid."

"Now then, my little maid, I wonder if you will be a good girl and remove your clothes by yourself, or do you need my strong hands to help you?" Wang Jian asked with an evil grin, his eyes fixated on Xiao Ling's body.

Xiao Ling hesitated for a moment, but knowing that there was just no way to stop Wang Jian, she finally gave up and began to undress herself.

She could feel Wang Jian's lustful gaze upon her as she removed her clothes, piece by piece, until she was entirely naked before him.

As soon as Xiao Ling was stripped of her clothes, Wang Jian wasted no time in thrusting his massive, throbbing member into her tight, virgin pussy.

Xiao Ling let out a loud, pained cry as she felt him enter her.

Blood began to trickle down her thighs, but Wang Jian paid it no mind, continuing to thrust into her with a frenzied motion.

Xiao Ling's body shook with each thrust, and she felt like she was being torn apart. But Wang Jian was relentless, his cock relentlessly pounding her tight pussy.

As he continued to thrust, Wang Jian could feel the walls of her pussy contracting around him, providing him with the ultimate pleasure. He groaned with ecstasy, his breathing becoming labored and heavy.

He even leaned in to kiss Xiao Ling at this moment while placing his palms over her buttocks and holding them tightly, increasing the intensity of his thrusts.

"You're so tight," he grunted between kisses, "I can't get enough of you."

Xiao Ling lay there, helpless, as Wang Jian relentlessly pounded into her.

She had given up trying to resist him and instead focused on the waves of pleasure that were starting to course through her body.

It was accompanied by excruciating pain, but slowly, the pleasure was increasing, and the pain was reducing.

Wang Jian was enjoying every moment of it, grunting, and groaning as he thrust into her with increasing intensity.

His hands were all over her body, caressing and fondling her breasts, gripping her buttocks tightly.

Xiao Ling's body was responding to his touch, despite the pain and discomfort she was feeling. Her nipples were erect and sensitive, and every time Wang Jian touched them, she moaned in pleasure.

It didn't take long before Xiao Ling was on the verge of an orgasm. Her body was trembling with anticipation, and she let out a series of moans as she felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge.

Wang Jian could sense that she was about to climax, and he quickened the pace of his thrusts. He was determined to make her come.

Finally, with a loud cry, Xiao Ling reached her peak. Her body convulsed as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, and she let out a long, shuddering moan.

Wang Jian let out a deep grunt as he reached the peak of his pleasure, his hot seed shooting inside Xiao Ling's tight pussy.

The sensation of being filled up with his cum made her shudder with revulsion and disgust.

But Wang Jian didn't seem to care about her feelings, he was simply satisfied with what he had done.

As he slowly pulled out his erect member, it was drenched with white fluid mixed with crimson blood.

Wang Jian was not done yet. With a dangerous glint in his eye, he ordered her to move into the next position. "On your hands and knees," he growled, grabbing her roughly by the hips and flipping her over onto all fours.

Xiao Ling whimpered as he entered her again from behind, the pain and pleasure mingling in an intoxicating haze.

She could feel his hands gripping her hips tightly, his thrusts becoming more frenzied with each passing second.

And yet, despite the pain, despite the fear, she found herself succumbing to the pleasure, even more, this time.

The night stretched on endlessly for Xiao Ling as Wang Jian seemed to possess an insatiable hunger for her body.

His stamina was remarkable, and he showed no signs of fatigue or stopping.

He shifted positions with ease, exploring every inch of her body with his hands and mouth before thrusting inside her with a force that left her gasping for air.

Each time she thought it was finally over, he would pull her close and whisper, "Not yet", sending shivers down her spine.

It was a never-ending cycle of pain, pleasure, and fear that seemed to last an eternity.

After hours of relentless sexual activity, Wang Jian finally stopped and pulled Xiao Ling close to him.

The sweat on their bodies mingled as they both struggled to catch their breath.

For Xiao Ling, the night had been an eternity of pain and pleasure, and now she could finally rest.

"This will be one of your duties," Wang Jian said, his voice low and dangerous, "so you better remain prepared at all times."

Xiao Ling couldn't help but shudder at the sound of his voice.

"I will do that," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Just...just never harm my master."

"Sure. Why would I harm her?" Wang Jian replied with a wicked smile.

Xiao Ling had no choice but to believe his words. The day she had agreed to the deal with him, she knew that this day would come sooner or later.

And now that it has already passed, she felt that the worst had already happened.

It was only later that she would discover the truth: that Wang Jian was already in a sexual relationship with her master.