The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System fan fiction

THE NEED TO HAVE VISUAL PORN IS REAL.
EVEN IF IT'S GORE VISUAL PORN.

The movie enterprise is a shocking BOOM for those bored and tired and deprived of entertainment civilians to gather and watch while the merchants, the sellers, the movable food carts, the rentals profit from the curious onlookers who came from far places to watch the announcements.

Much like those betting horses tournament?
Because of G, everyone profited from his inventions.

I just love AHEGAO Stockholm syndrome

/pets G while feeding him treats

Wang An the Kink Master.

G needs to give him more M Subs to satiate his hunger for sexual punishment.

Because of G's beauty, everyone felt the need to go extreme in their ways of delivering "description" of G's.

 

*Abhorrent laughter*
Looks like I have succeeded in making Gav continuously chokes on tea.

 

Oh, you can be happy, thanks to you, the next post has been delayed because my eyes are watering too much!

 

All to give you more crack plots(?)

 

i have no words

 

Awww. The inner sect disciples are jealous. How cute.
Pet them, G!

 

Wait why with a sword? Pet with a sword? *runs and hides-

 

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ATDSVT
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To be rescued from the beasts and the pits was already more mercy than Mu Gang, Ao Jiang and Wu Guen had hoped for.

Ao Jiang Mu Gang and Wu Guen were well aware that the other minor sects would have left them to die, especially in Ao Jiang and Wu Guen's cases, because unless you were from such a good family that your relatives would protect you, unless you were favored grandsons in whom a family line absolutely had to be continued or treasured sons who were former heroes who had lost their limbs or ability to walk because of a loss in battle, the moment you lost your limbs or your cultivation you were normally cast out, at which point all your enemies were after your hide.

If you had managed to make enemies who had good family backing and powerful forces, like strong servants and strong subordinates, like say, assassins, you could expect to have them to kill you off or injure you worse now that you could not defend yourself. If you had the good family backing and powerful forces, like strong servants and strong subordinates, you could still call yourself this prince or this king or this lord but only as long as those survived.

Run out of loyal minions, be prepared to have your face smashed in, ah!

Ao Jiang, Wu Guen and Mu Gang had been respectively the third, second and sixth martial senior apprentice brothers in rank in their sect. It wasn't like they had lacked backing before. In fact, each of them had once been backed by an elder. No doubt those elders would have disposed of them by now after word of their miserable, pathetic failure reached the sect. Of the group, Mang Aoxing had an influential family, high class birth but only in their province. He could not count on being a silk pants here in the heart of the continent.

Of their group, only Qiang Xin who was the daughter of heroes and granddaughter of a sect elder, could truly hope to depend on being rescued or ransomed. Maybe Mang Aoxing and Mu Gang could hope to go home with her, neither of them had lost their legs.

Ao Jiang and Wu Guen couldn't even SEE their legs. Every last one of them was basically only wearing a light cotton shift right now, with no pants, and their own clothing had been utterly ruined by their travails.

Naturally, the arrival of two Qing Jing inner sect disciples was a matter for concern. Especially since Qiang Xin remembered these two. Both of them had been so beautiful that she and Mang Aoxing had thought they were girls. The pair had easily beaten her and Mang Aoxing to a twitching pulp so quickly they hadn't even been able to differentiate heaven from earth.

One of them was pushing a cart of what looked to be cultivation boosting roots and a bucket full of something. The other was grinning in a devilishly charming way, that sent shivers up the spines of all the Purple Cloud Chasing Peak disciples. After leaving the cart with his fellow apprentice brother, the other young man told him that their Shizun would be back in perhaps an hour and a half or two hours so he may as well make use of it while the other affairs kept Shizun busy.

Mang Aoxing had a bad feeling about this. It was worse when the young man, who couldn't possibly be older than sixteen spoke.
"I'm getting really. really. tired. of having to deal with idiots like you, who come barging into my home sect's grounds, assuming that just because your sects call themselves 'righteous' cultivators, we'll let you encroach on our lands, our resources and our people."

That grin just grew wider as they struggled to sit up on wobbly legs, flailing, calling up their qi weapons and illusory techniques.
"Unfortunately for you, Shizun isn't here. He would have protected you from us. But the thing is..."
That aura grew more tyrannical. "None of you understand. When you idiots attack my home and come around thinking that I can't retaliate and am practically locked in place because of your stupid politics... I'm not locked up in here with YOU. You're locked up in here with ME. And I'm fresh out of mercy.”

Spoiler: viewer discretion is advised

Then the vines erupted from the floor and dragged them down, winding around them in what Liu Qingge would probably have recognized (to his great anger and embarrassment) as shibari-bindings. Energy draining vine shibari bindings. Their qi-weapons and techniques? GONE.

Then he walked into the first ward, and Ao Jiang, Qiang Xin, Mu Gang and Wu Guen could hear slick noises and the sound of Mang Aoxing's voice raised in panic, "That's not going to fit!"

"Oh, It will fit," The Qing Jing inner sect disciple said darkly.

Then the sounds of thumping, creaking, struggling, screams of terror, frantic begging and pleas of "No! No! PLEASE DON'T!" and then slick noises and more screaming.

Only this time the screaming had a... different timbre to it.

Ao Jiang, Mu Gang, Wu Guen and Qiang Xin went ashen pale as they heard darkly seductive laughter followed by Mang Aoxing's moans.

What.

WHAAAAAAAAAAT.

Soon the remaining four were struggling even more frantically.

 

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ATDSVT
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Spoiler: viewer discretion is advised

The Qing Jing inner sect disciple was very careful, but cruel nonetheless, as the unfortunate disciples of Purple Cloud Chasing Peak found out, one after the other. He took his time. He let the anticipation, the fear and confusion build. He let the stirrings of arousal build. When it had been Mang Aoxing's turn, the others had heard every scream, the slick sounds that wrung screams from his throat, screams which turned to incoherent begging and pleading, low husky moans, gasping breaths, and more screams which died down to pathetic whimpers and mewling.

Each of these poor Purple Cloud Chasing Peak disciples would soon experience the perverse care he took, to make sure they were not split open. Not a drop of blood was spilled from their chrysanthemums but those poor blossoms were abused and stuffed full of the massive* roots thoroughly nonetheless.

The Qing Jing inner sect disciple would be preparing each of them carefully in their turn, with the now terrified, teary eyed Wu Guen having been chosen after Mang Aoxing had been reduced to mewling and whimpering.

"But why are you doing this?!" Wu Guen wailed, thrashing around, unable to move much because of the vine bindings.

"Because," that devilishly charming Qing Jing inner sect disciple smirked. "This is what you came for, wasn't it?"

Wu Guen's mind went blank. Right up until the Qing Jing inner sect disciple waved the tuber that had indeed been the object of their raiding attempt in front of it.

"We're giving you exactly. what. you. came. for." That pure as jade complexion, slightly glowing from within, porcelain tinted with the slightest of tints of rose. Those enticing lips curved in a heartstopping, cruel smile, that face as beautiful as a flower, all hiding such depravity! such debauchery!

Wu Guen's mind went blank again until he felt those elegant fingers at his chrysanthemum. THEN he realized exactly what the other, younger man meant, and panicked, started begging him not to do it.

Alas for Wu Guen, the Qing Jing Inner Sect disciple didn't care to hear him out. Instead, he worked the pleading man's chrysanthemum open with gloved fingers slick with the oils, working the fingers inside one at a time, stretching the petals wider, often dipping into the smaller pot of lubricant in order to make sure there would be no tearing. After all, his Shizun would be utterly enraged if he made any of them bleed.

Because of this same care, the Qing Jing Inner sect disciple had to go slow and twist and turn the root constantly to get more of it in, little by little, inch by inch, grinding each knob and gnarled, smooth surface of the root into the sensitive chrysanthemum, pressing on the nerves and the prostate until the pressure of the stretch was just bordering on pleasurable agony.

Wu Guen now knew exactly what Mang Aoxing had gone through, as his own throat was soon raw from screaming and begging, now verging on whimpers. The pleasure started from the base of his spine and traveled up.

The Qing Jing inner sect disciple had wrung so much involuntary squirming and so many violent orgasms out of Wu Guen until he was coming dry, his ejaculate was liquid and leaking from his limp, overworked jade staff and the root was set fully and firmly in, with only the leaves and the stem sticking out of his poor, abused chrysanthemum which had now reddened from all the stroking and stretching.

He felt so full. And so sensitive, so stuffed inside, every movement felt like the root was rubbing against his insides. Constantly.

His vision was blurred by tears dripping down his cheeks, a little mucus and drool dripped from his nose and mouth, his body was still twitching and leaking from the aftershocks, cheeks unreasonably flushed. His body was so sensitive even the cotton shift he had been wearing felt like he was being stroked over and over again with the slightest of brushes. His legs and arms were weak and had given out on him. His hips had also given up, and all he could do was lay limply and whimper intermittently. The younger man hadn't even touched his jade staff but had wrung him dry so... so mercilessly. So relentlessly.

And then the cruel, beautiful fiend went on to Ao Jiang. To do the exact same thing to him.

Wu Guen wasn't sure if he wanted to call him back or curse him!

 

Pure DOM
Pure S Dom

 

My thought is more in line with 'Pet them, G, or else..... /brandish sword

Severe case of blood lose here. Halp meh! O////O
Ummm.... Was that Wang An?? He's very experienced with his fingers.
It seems G's teaching is put to good use huehue....

You know you want to call him back, Wu Guen!

 

Pretty sure Wang an has no intention of ever drawing blood, using wax or leaving scars though.

 

Yes, that was Wang An.
He may be your best hope for an all male harem thus far, anyway. :V
Also those male victims of his are all in their twenties. At least 4 years older than he is.

 

Not all S Doms do

 

Who else is on thread?

 

LiuQ please just give up

He so meticulous, I got the creepy doctor vibe the whole time... They did ask for it, tho.
Wang An, domming older men 2kforever

wiggles butt

 

*twiches in a pool of blood*

 

"Oh, it will fit."

Fujoshi A: You call him back?
Wu Guen: no!
Fujoshi B: You curse him?
Wu Guen: No!
Fujoshi O: *whispers* So you tsundere curse him to call him back?
Wu Guen: *dazed look* yes----- NO!
Fujoshi A & B: *Gasps*
Fujoshi O: I thought so.

Spoiler: Secret Congress

Anonymous: Girls, you know what's the next step is?
Anons: Oh yes.

*Dials Shizun Hotline*

/Catchy theme song
~~Shizun Hotline, Shizun Hotline, Where we thrive to fulfill your desired needs~~

G: moshi-moshi, Shizun Hotline. We don't question your kinks. How may I help you?
Anonymous: I want him to lay lewd eggs.
G: with vibration or aphrodisiac?
Anonymous: both.
G: would you like a butt plug equipped with life-like soft bushy tail? It comes with an ear set that moves.
Anonymous: yes. I want 50 eggs.
G: yes, gladly. Is that all?
Anonymous: yes.
G: Thank you for using our services. Your order will be sent immediately.

He wants it so bad.

But wouldn't mind artistic bondages?

*Fished out freshly unplugged vibrator*

LiuQ sure wants some intense loving tonight.

 

I see you enjoyed it.
Nekura, stop making me spurt tea out of my nose again!

 

Well, there is a possibility of Shizun Hotline going viral discreetly among fujoshis & buns alike.
Considering G couldn't help but cater to their every needs & desires when they give him the pitiful puppy eyes.