Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

Chapter 35  Debauchery with Kang Huian in the tent (R-18) (Edited)

Chapter 35  Debauchery with Kang Huian in the tent (R-18) (Edited)

Wang Jian's eyes darted around the room, taking in every detail. He noticed the subtle signs of the guards' tension and unease as they watched him warily. Despite their vigilance, Wang Jian couldn't help but feel a sense of confidence in his abilities. He knew that he could easily outmaneuver and overpower them if need be.

As he approached the bed, he saw that Kang Huian's father was covered in sweat and shivering uncontrollably. Wang Jian's lips curled into a sly smile as he thought about how easy it would be to exploit this situation to his advantage.

Wang Jian looked around at the guards stationed in the canvas and spoke with an authoritative tone, "All of you leave. Except for Kang Huian, of course."

The guards looked at each other, then one of them spoke up, "We cannot allow that. The safety of our chief is our top priority."

Wang Jian rolled his eyes in response, "Well, I won't heal him as long as you are here. He will die to poison then. I wonder who will be to blame for his death."

"…T-This…This is not right!" Another guard spoke.

Wang Jian's voice carried an air of authority as he spoke, "I don't care about right or wrong. You cannot witness my healing methods. Leave now!"

Kang Huian was well aware of Wang Jian's stubbornness and stared fiercely at the guards. "Please, trust me. He won't harm my father. He's here to heal him."

The guards cast reluctant glances at Kang Huian before finally leaving the canvas.

As soon as they were gone, Wang Jian abruptly approached Kang Huian and hugged her tightly. His voice was low and husky as he whispered in her ear, "Finally, the outsiders are gone."

Kang Huian's heart raced with fear and uncertainty, as Wang Jian's grip tightened around her.

"S-Stop. You have to heal my f-father," Kang Huian protested weakly.

"…Naturally, I will treat him. But his condition isn't anything urgent, so we can have some time to fool around," Wang Jian commented nonchalantly.

Actually, his words relieved Kang Huian as she understood that he could truly heal her father.

She struggled to get out of his grasp, "You can do anything to me after you heal my father, not before."

Wang Jian sneered in disdain, "Aren't you going to thank me for helping you out there? You should remember our earlier condition. Do you want me to announce that I will only heal them if they sign the lifetime slave contract?"

Kang Huian instinctively responded, "No!"

She knew the result would be her tribe members resolutely rejecting Wang Jian's offer and accepting death as a consequence.

Wang Jian had naturally anticipated her response and whispered, "Then keep enduring until I am satisfied…"

As he spoke those words, Wang Jian's hands roamed all over Kang Huian's body.

Kang Huian felt a rush of excitement and embarrassment flood through her body, her cheeks flushing red. She couldn't believe he was fondling her body so intimately, with her father lying unconscious just a few feet away.

The most frustrating and perhaps even stimulating part of this situation was that she couldn't say no to him.

It didn't take long before Wang Jian's actions turned bolder. His hands slid inside her dress and grabbed her bosom. He took his sweet time groping them while rubbing his cock against her round, bubbly ass.

Wang Jian huskily whispered in her ears, "…Your reactions are truly amazing. Is it because your father is nearby? If so, it truly makes me wonder how wonderful it would be if we did it now."

"W-What?! N-Not here. Please…I beg you…!" Kang Huian stammered and pled him.

"Sure. But I only plan to save your father after I finish having my fun. And if we go at this pace, I don't think he has a huge chance to survive," Wang Jian spoke with a wicked grin.

"Y-you are doing this on purpose. You promised me!" Kang Huian bellowed with tears leaking out of her eyes.

Wang Jian sneered, "The condition was that you would give your body to me if I saved your father. I am just getting an advance payment. You should be clear about my ability. If I take action, I can easily save him."

"…Do it then…" She whimpered out as streams of tears rolled down her eyes.

Wang Jian didn't seem to care about her sobs. His mind was completely flooded with lust, and he wanted to do nothing more than tear her clothes and have her right now.

However, he had enough sense to know that he required her consent before truly having sex with her. If he forced himself on her, the world essence might act against him.

It would be tragic for him to make such a grave mistake after coming so far.

Kang Huian could hardly breathe as Wang Jian's hands roamed over her body, tearing at her clothes and exposing her flesh to his hungry gaze.

She whimpered and sobbed, but he paid no attention, his lust overriding any concern for her pain or discomfort.

Wang Jian was like a wild animal, his eyes dark with desire as he mounted her, his fingers digging into her skin as he thrust himself deep inside her. He let out a wicked laugh, relishing in the power he held over her.

"You're so tight," he growled in her ear. "Is it because your dear father is so close? Does it excite you to know that he could wake up at any moment and catch us?"

Kang Huian moaned in protest, but Wang Jian silenced her with a rough kiss, his tongue invading her mouth as he continued to pound into her with increasing intensity.

"You're mine," he hissed, his grip tightening on her body. "You belong to me, body and soul. And I'll have you whenever and wherever I please."

Kang Huian could hardly bear the pain and humiliation of what was happening to her, but she knew there was no escape from Wang Jian's cruelty.

As Wang Jian continues to thrust inside Kang Huian's tight pussy, he revels in the feeling of her walls clenching around him, tighter than he's ever felt before. He loses himself in the pleasure of the moment, smacking her buttocks with every thrust and eliciting moans of pleasure mixed with sobs from Kang Huian.

Kang Huian experiences a mixture of emotions as she feels both excitement and sadness at the same time.

The pleasure of being taken by Wang Jian's member is undeniable, but every time she catches a glimpse of her father's unconscious body lying nearby, her heart aches, and tears threaten to spill down her face.

Wang Jian's desire for control only intensifies as he begins to roughly fondle Kang Huian's breasts, yanking on her sensitive nipples and eliciting cries of pleasure and pain from her.

He revels in the power he holds over her, taking pleasure in the knowledge that she's being pleasured despite her conflicted emotions.

With every thrust, every touch, and every moan, Wang Jian's depravity becomes more apparent.

It's as if he's lost all sense of decency and morality in the face of his lust, using Kang Huian's body as a tool to sate his own desires without any regard for her emotional well-being or the fact that her father was nearby.

Kang Huian's mind is in turmoil as she tries to reconcile the pleasure she's experiencing with the guilt she feels about her father.

But as the pleasure builds, her mind begins to go numb, and all she can focus on is the intense sensations coursing through her body.

Kang Huian is on the verge of orgasm, her body trembling with anticipation. "I'm so close," she gasps.

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Wang Jian grins wickedly as he continues to pound into her. "Good. Cum for me, my little slut."

"Harder...please, Master...I need more," she moans, her voice ragged with desire.

Wang Jian eagerly complies, lifting her body in his arms and thrusting even harder. He takes hold of her breasts, pinching and pulling at her nipples until she cries out in both pleasure and pain.

Kang Huian is on the verge of orgasm, her body trembling with anticipation. "I'm so close," she gasps.

Wang Jian grins wickedly as he continues to pound into her. "Good. Cum for me, my little slut."

With one final thrust, he sends her over the edge, her body convulsing with ecstasy as she cries out his name.

Kang Huian's mind begins to clear as she feels a wave of guilt washes over her. She starts to rise from the ground, but Wang Jian grabs her roughly by the hips and pushes her back down onto her hands and knees.

"You're not done yet," he growls, thrusting back into her with renewed force.

Kang Huian gasps as she feels him deep inside her once again, her body responding despite her conflicted emotions. "Please, Master," she moans, her voice low with desire. "I can't... I can't take it anymore."

But Wang Jian pays no attention, lost in his own lust, as he takes her from behind. Kang Huian can only whimper and moan as he pounds into her, using her body for his own pleasure without any regard for her emotional well-being.

After two hours of satisfying his lust with Kang Huian, Wang Jian got up from the floor and started putting on his clothes.

Despite Kang Huian's previous moment of pleasure, this time, she doesn't fall into a numb state, causing her to experience the cruel reality of the situation fully.

For the next two hours, he relentlessly takes her in various positions, thrusting and groaning with each movement.

After two hours of satisfying his lust with Kang Huian, Wang Jian got up from the floor and started putting on his clothes.

Kang Huian's tears had dried, and there was a debauched gleam in her eyes as if she had enjoyed the experience.

As Wang Jian finished dressing, he turned to look at her, his eyes dark and smouldering. He could see the wicked gleam in her eyes, the hunger and desire that still burned within her. He knew that he had awakened something in her, something primal and raw, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at having done so.

"You enjoyed that, didn't you?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

Kang Huian didn't respond to his question, her face flushed with embarrassment and self-loathing for enjoying their encounter.

"You made me enjoy quite a bit, so I guess you ought to be rewarded," Wang Jian remarked slyly.

Wang Jian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, focusing his energy on purging the poison from Kang Fu's body. He could feel the poison coursing through his veins, but with each exhale, Wang Jian directed his Qi towards the affected areas.

As he worked, Kang Huian watched with bated breath, anxious for her father's recovery but still grappling with her conflicted emotions from their earlier encounter.

Wang Jian's movements were precise and practised, and within just ten minutes, he had successfully treated her father.

"He is healed. Now, he just needs to get some rest to recover completely," Wang Jian spoke.

"…Y-you actually treated him so quickly?!" Kang Huian couldn't help but be dumbfounded at his speed.