The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System fan fiction

good luck, i gotta do a reread as well, im so far behind

 

We are now at doc 29.
Have fun! Ask me or @LCC for the docs after doc 20!

 

I finished the 20 docs !!! All hail eldest senior Gav, that was truly a stupendously magnificent amount of worldbuilding . Before I go on to ask for rest of docs (and probably that discord invite... I think I got one but didn't understand how it works and am now marginally more discord-enlightened)...

I love G's all THIS IS ALL A MISUNDERSTANDING inside re: past lives/games being watched on reel without the context of mission parameters and game avatars and NPCs... what a massive clusterfuck. Sharks are now circling closer, tallest tree and wind and all that. Also their reactions are gold. And by they I mostly mean Liu Qingge . I'm biased though, I adore the snippets with Liu Qingge, you big tsun you.

On that note, finally ramifications of G's rampant improvisation and innovation here!! Obviously not that severe since he's basically been permitted to be OP and make everyone OP but. I'm always up for more face-slapping and Eastern System faceslapped most of all but overall, enough faces have been slapped to sate me for a good while

And the buns!!! I have no words. THEY GROW UP SO BIG ALREADY ... and one grew up to be such an S, but... well... he's a good S, at least
SUN JIN AND DAOMEI SO CUTE my crops are watered. my pores are clear. and bing-ge got his very, very, very late rude awakening.

 

I just got back.
/pokes @Matthew9999 @leva
Docs incoming.

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DIMSUM- Xiao long bao

Spoiler: How I Met Your Mother

***
Steaming xiao long bao was coming Su Xiyan's way, fresh from the kitchen.

Perfectly shaped dumplings that delivered savory soup and rich meat to the palate tasted even better when the eater was hungry.

Fresh and hot steamed xia jiao dumplings with sweet, fresh shrimp were soon followed with a variety of equally toothsome steamed dumplings of various shapes and sizes, with deliciously seasoned fillings ranging from quail eggs to taro.

A good dimsum shop sold several dozen viands including dumplings, steamed, fried or in soup, as well as buns, vegetable dishes, roasted meats, congees and soups.

Su Xiyan was quite happy to sample everything. As in, literally everything on the menu. Luckily, she didn't have to go it alone. She had company in the form of Tian Lang Jun and his nephew.

That was right.

All these wonderful little steamer baskets gracing their table would soon disappear.

While they ate, Su Xiyan gave a lively commentary on how much she liked the dishes, and happily placed pieces of dimsum from this or that basket onto Tian Lang Jun's plate.

The teapot was constantly refilled as dumpling, bun, meat or vegetable was washed down with endless cups of tea at the perfect temperature.

That, he seemed to have no problem with.

If anything, he was very obviously happy to take what she was offering him and try it out himself.

It was the paying after the meal that was a problem. They both wanted to pay.

Zhu Zhilang could only look at the pair discussing the payment, bemused. This was always going to go the same way.

Miss Su was going to refuse to let him pay because she had the right currency.

Tian Lang Jun would pay the shop owner behind her back, so he could return her pay to her.

The shop owner would accept Tian Lang Jun's payment because Tian Lang Jun always overpaid with a solid gold coin, worth much more than Miss Su's carefully exact change.

The soups were delicious, the crisp skin and rich drippings of the meat enticed the customer to consume more.

(Perhaps a bit more than they should!)

The heat of the peppers and the skill with which the cook used the spices available to them were very evident.

The freshness of the vegetables, and the strong, hot tea cleansed the palate between dishes.

Well, that explained why there were so many people who came to eat here.

Su Xiyan definitely intended to come back again.

Well, if she was inviting him to return with her, then Tian Lang Jun was happy to indulge her.

***
Camping was fun when you had someone to enjoy it with.

The scent of freshly caught fish, roasting on the improvised grill would make any stomach grumble. A fat game bird filled with stuffing of herbs and spices, wrapped in clay, baking in coals and ashes, meat cut into chunks on skewers over the open fire.

The cool breeze, the scent of grass and the sound of the nearby brook. The darkness of the night sky and the twinkling of the stars overhead. There was nothing like it.

It was a pity that her master, Immortal Chen, liked having her at the sect so often. Too often for Su Xiyan's liking.

The sect's palace was a maze with mechanisms that kept it constantly changing so that outsiders couldn't make their way in, but even the ever changing palace was boring to Su Xiyan given how much time her master wanted her to spend in it, close to his side.

Booooriiiing!

Camping was much better.

Camping with Tian Lang Jun and Zhu Zhilang was very fun. They always brought in interesting new beasts that she had never seen, for them to slice up and roast or bake. Or interesting and unusual plants and spices, many of which were probably rare, since Su Xiyan had rarely seen any samples of them even in her position as the succeeding disciple of the sect.

Speaking of interesting new foods, Mmm... Su Xiyan had no idea where this particular beast came from, but the meat was juicy, tender, and very, very delicious.

***

 

goes back into my burrow to read

 

The Foodie's Adventure continue....very cute and lighthearted
Has love bloom between Su Xiyan and Tian Lang Jun? or are they still in friend phase? how long before Immortal Chen find out?

 

Immortal Chen is an asshole and a pervert, so I am putting off his finding it out until much later so I can have Su Xiyan cuddling and selling meng with Tian Lang Jun for a bit longer.

I want them to be happy.

 

AGREED!!!
more meng great fairy @Gav , MOAR MENG!!!

 

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Spoiler: Aoguang's Harem Arc 3

***
The short, thin metal rod with the rounded tip and elegant, ornamental, carved head was so smooth it was like silk or glass.

One might have taken it for a hairpin if it wasn't for its rounded contours and unusual shape- it was almost as if it was made of a set of beads in various shapes, smoothly melting into each other without a single cut or sharp edge.

It was cold- so cold and slick and smooth as it slowly entered Cansheng's slit after Aoguang had gently pulled his foreskin away from the sensitive head of his cock.

He could feel every ridge and bump carved into the rod's shaft.

Cansheng's hips jerked instinctively. Aoguang's hand held him in place with bruising strength as the cold, shining rod was carefully worked into his cock's slit, little by little.

Slowly and gently- but it didn't feel gentle as Cansheng whined helplessly, his arms bound and legs tied apart.

He could feel it. It was like having his cock worked inside and out as it moved deeper into him. The outside was in Aoguang's warm, skilled hand, being firmly stroked. The inside.... He could feel so much. So much...

Cansheng shuddered at the mix of hot and cold sensations.

Aoguang was smiling and Cansheng could feel his breath against his neck as he whimpered and jerked helplessly in response to the... rod that was stretching him so much in a place he had never felt so intensely before.

"Very good." Aoguang's voice against his ear was a sultry, deep purr that sent shivers of pleasure down his spine.

Oh.. oh... Cansheng had never thought he would end up like this.

He was bound with thin crimson ropes that pinched him with each movement he made, ropes that concealed nothing but emphasized every part of his naked body, leaving pink marks in their wake.

That... ornament... that wasn't a hairpin was lodged very deeply and firmly inside his cock.

Aoguang had followed it up with a set of beautiful jewels, necklace, bracelets, anklets that matched the... not-hairpin... draping them over Cansheng's pale neck, bound wrists and ankles.

Too gaudy to be the jewels of a wife or a bride.

Cansheng felt a frisson of embarrassment and arousal and he knew there was no way out of his bindings. No way out of the place Aoguang had taken him to, not unless Aoguang chose to release him.

No escape, no way to fight him, no way to struggle without hurting himself.

Worse, Aoguang had told Cansheng, that he was being watched. That Aoguang would fuck Cansheng until he had his fill, and Cansheng would be watched while Aoguang took his pleasure.

Those strong, elegantly pale jade hands slid over Cansheng's skin, fondling him roughly and leaving bruise marks on his pale skin, before the lovely long fingers began to pinch and roll Cansheng's pink fruits until they darkened to rosy red.

Cansheng had concubines before, who had sucked and licked at those red fruits while serving him obediently with their bodies. That had felt nowhere near as intense as this.

Cansheng felt far too much. So much shame, so much frustration, so much lust... Bound as he was, all he could do was moan and writhe, squirming enthusiastically.

The friction of his bonds flooded him with warmth and arousal, the pain was mingled with and then became exquisite pleasure.

Then... Then after Aoguang was done playing with Cansheng's red fruits and his cock for the moment, he showed Cansheng a truly massive, ornately carved phallus and told him that when Aoguang himself was done with him, he would slide that massive...thing... into Cansheng's body. And bind it there to force his body to get used to being used and abused with such penetration.

"Th-That's not going to fit inside me..." Cansheng had said, as a jolt of fear and adrenaline had him trying to squirm away from the massive 'tool' in Aoguang's hand.

"I will make it fit inside you," Aoguang's smirk had Cansheng's cock twitching in fear and anticipation.

For now, Aoguang was going to.. play with him.

Playing, as in, Aoguang slicked his fingers and then began to toy with Cansheng's chrysanthemum to... to.. stretch him open and fondle his insides thoroughly, grind against the sensitive, nerve filled inner walls.

Aoguang's fingers inside him felt so good.

Cansheng whimpered with want, his eyes glazing over as he eagerly moved his hips to try to fuck himself on those skilled, teasing fingers that were working him open.

The sound of Aoguang's voice, his incredibly enticing scent, the look in his eyes..

Cansheng shivered with lust, instinctively moving his hips even more eagerly, his insides clamping down on the fingers preparing him.

And now that intent focus was all on him.

It was everything he had ever wanted.

The thing was, Cansheng's heart had moved at his first sight of Aoguang.

He couldn't help himself. He just had to have all of his attention.

Cansheng hadn't felt like this for years since... since he had been tutored by a gorgeous, refined scholar.

Those cold eyes, that elegant and noble bearing, his robes always immaculate. That teacher's thin lips were always thinned further in a frown, his brows were always furrowed.

That cold gaze had sent shivers down Cansheng's spine in the best way and all he could think of was that he wanted that man to always be there, focused on him.

That man had been perfectly controlled, cold, calm, intellectual and completely dominant... And he had never been pleased with Cansheng.

Cansheng, his teacher had said, was a waste of his time. His other siblings were intelligent enough to get things right, but Cansheng had insisted on making a ruckus.

In truth, Cansheng had just wanted the man to look at him.

And when he met Aoguang for the very first time, Cansheng had felt it all over again.

He just had to have Aoguang. He wanted his attention so badly.

Gorgeous and immaculate robes, long dark hair that shone like a raven's wing, sharp sword eyebrows and seductively shaped eyes. Cheekbones sharp enough to cut glass, Skin pure as jade. Long elegant fingers. A cold demeanor, a refined bearing, utter contempt for those unworthy of him. Those icy eyes had met Cansheng's own and Cansheng had been all of five steps away from trying to grab his lapels and... and...

And Cansheng couldn't help it.

Just as Cansheng had acted out and caused a ruckus to cause his teacher to pay attention to him, lay hands on him, even... even use a switch or a fan on him, now that he had found someone who made his heart move, Cansheng had pulled out all the stops to get his attention.

Cansheng had done his best to make things difficult for Cang Qiong's outer sect disciples because he could use his status to try to suppress them. He had inconvenienced them as much as he could.

Cansheng had thrown his weight around, found out businesses their families were running and tried to make it difficult for them to enter markets. Cansheng had tried to make their acquiring land a trial. Cansheng had damaged the stalls and small properties they owned.


And then Aoguang had forced him down in public, hauled his pants down and then spanked him hard over his lap. In front of everyone. Even people of his own class whom he knew.

And Cansheng had been so aroused by the crisp strikes of that elegant hand on his ass that his jade staff had gone painfully hard from the sensation of it.

He had dribbled come all over Aoguang's lap.

Perhaps no one else had noticed.

Now, Cansheng had finally pushed Aoguang over the line to the point that Aoguang had taken actions to separate him from his supports, isolate him from his guards, and kidnapped him to punish him thoroughly.

And he had found himself utterly helpless, bound, and in what was clearly a stone chamber, far from hope of rescue.

Aoguang had just told Cansheng he was going to be confined, while he was toying with his twitching, now incredibly red cock, and his slick, abused hole.

Here. In this dungeon.

Kept in the dark, not allowed to see anyone else but Aoguang. His life, until Aoguang said otherwise, would consist of being kept bound, fucked until he was raw, wet, whimpering and incapable of moving, used for Aoguang's pleasure whether or not he felt pleasure.

His hole would be Aoguang's plaything.

He wouldn't be allowed to come unless Aoguang wanted to milk him of his seed. He would be a cockwarmer for Aoguang. One constantly watched.

Cansheng had never felt so filthy, slutty, helpless and utterly turned on in his life.

***
Aoguang used the ornament to fuck the slit of Cansheng's jade staff in and out, in and out over and over while fondling the sensitive head and sliding his fingers deeper inside Cansheng's slick, tight, wet hole.

Soon, Cansheng was about ready to come and demanding it, but Aoguang clearly had no intention to indulge him.

Aoguang was as good as his word when he slid a cock ring on Cansheng, fitting it snuggly at the base of his shaft, before activating the rune on it, and the cock ring tightened around Cansheng in such a manner that made it perfectly clear there was no way Cansheng could spill his seed with that ring restricting the base of his jade staff and that ornament plugging his slit.

That combination would keep him hard for as long as Aoguang wanted to toy with him.

It meant Cansheng's pleasure didn't matter anymore.

Stuffed and mounted, Cansheng now learned, meant that the slit of his cock was going to be plugged, the base of his shaft constricted so he couldn't go limp or spill his seed, and Aoguang was going to take his pleasure with Cansheng's now very well prepared and ready chrysanthemum.

The fucking felt so good. Cansheng could feel every inch of Aoguang's cock inside him as Aoguang idly thrust into him, driving him mad with pleasure, anticipation and longing.

It was an utter tease as his insides were stirred by Aoguang's hardness, but Aoguang wasn't hitting that exquisitely sensitive spot that had made Cansheng fuck himself on his fingers and demanded to be allowed to come.

No. Aoguang was enjoying himself and wasn't hurried no matter what Cansheng did, or how frantically Cansheng tried to meet Aoguang's thrusts.

Soon, Cansheng had abandoned his demands and was driven to helpless begging.

That finally got Aoguang to generously grind against Cansheng's prostate over and over while pounding into him in earnest.

But Aoguang didn't take the ornament out of Cansheng's slit. He didn't pull the cock ring off the helpless man's member.

Aoguang didn't even touch Cansheng's cock, leaving it neglected, to bob in counterpoint with each of his own thrusts.

Cansheng was drowning in pleasure but unable to reach the peak, begging pitifully for more.

For anything, as Aoguang continued to enjoy himself, panting against Cansheng's neck while Cansheng's pleas and moans only spurred him on.

Then Cansheng started begging Aoguang to fuck him to death and Aoguang lost control in surprise, going deeper and harder than he'd originally intended.

Oh... oh, this brat...

Aoguang shuddered and reached down to stroke Cansheng's neglected cock firmly while pounding into him harder.

Cansheng was a wreck. A mewling, writhing hot, sweaty, drooling mess who incoherently pleaded for Aoguang to rape him, violate him, defile him, fuck him to death. Aoguang shuddered and aimed for Cansheng's prostate, forcing him near the brink of ecstasy over and over while taking his own fill of pleasure.

Cansheng's inner walls were constantly, greedily milking Aoguang's cock, that tight, hot, slick hole gobbling his shaft up and Aoguang liked it. So very much.

Aoguang came inside of Cansheng with surprising force, spurred on by his perverse pleas. After that, he rested, enjoying the wet, hot contractions around him.

Then and only then, did he rearrange their position so that he could tug the cock ring off, pull the plug out of Cansheng's slit as Cansheng whimpered and then Aoguang milked his mewling new fuck toy into a bowl.

Cansheng came more violently than he ever had before in his life, whiting out and shuddering as Aoguang murmured against his ear, while idly moving inside him and firmly grinding his most sensitive part, telling Cansheng that he was such a good, obedient little fuck toy.

Cansheng had never known he could come this hard, spurting far more thick, white fluid than he thought was even possible.

Aoguang laughed softly and praised him for being a good milch cow. A sweet and eager little slut.

Cansheng was too dazed to complain. He was completely out of it, glassy eyed, blissed out and boneless, utterly obedient as Aoguang gently coaxed him to drink and stroked him, cleaning him up a bit while he rested.

And then Aoguang kept his second promise, plugged Cansheng's slit and pulled out a box full of carved phalluses to use on Cansheng as soon as Cansheng had completely recovered from that first violent orgasm. The smaller phalluses were in order to prepare Cansheng for the massive tool that Aoguang intended to use to stretch Cansheng until Cansheng's insides were full to the brim with a hard, unforgiving shaft.

Cansheng was begging incoherently by the time he was on his second phallus.

By the time Aoguang had finally used the massive tool on him, Cansheng was so weak he was shaking, his insides reflexively contracting as he was penetrated.

Then, Aoguang spanked him hard, driving the phallus into Cansheng deeply with each crisp strike.

Cansheng all but screamed from overstimulation.
***
Every meal Cansheng took was from Aoguang's hands, licking his fingers and eager to please, after every morsel.

Aoguang hadn't untied him and had kept him bound by those red ropes. The only times the ropes were removed were when Aoguang was gently soothing Cansheng's bruises with healing salves.

Aoguang kept Cansheng naked and clad only in gauze and jewelry. He wasn't allowed clothing.

Cansheng slept every night wrapped up in silk sheets and bound by silk sashes, limbs tied to the bed, body open to be played with.

When Cansheng rested, he lay with his head in Aoguang's lap, being caressed like a favored pet.

Often, Cansheng had been taken and used until his body felt weak, his limbs limp as noodles, as shaky and utterly helpless as a newborn foal. He sank into blissful trance-like states, nuzzling blindly at Aoguang's skin after Aoguang had whipped him to punish him for what he had done or used a switch on him, or spanked Cansheng until he came in spite of himself.

Aoguang sometimes scolded Cansheng while sliding ice cubes over his sensitized body and dripping hot wax to make Cansheng writhe.

Cansheng could only shiver and moan each time under Aoguang's intense focus, his shaft hardened involuntarily from the stimulation, only to find himself stuffed and mounted again, to be made to come when Aoguang felt like it.

Each time Aoguang was done with Cansheng, he was gently coaxed to drink water, and his skin and insides were gently but firmly massaged with salves that healed Cansheng completely, leaving him warm, weak, helpless, blissful... And completely dependent upon Aoguang.

Cansheng was kept in the dark and used as Aoguang pleased just as Aoguang promised. He could only shudder and come hard when Aoguang murmured to him, that his cock, his balls and his insides belonged to Aoguang now.

Cansheng wouldn't be allowed to bed anyone unless Aoguang wanted to see him being fucked. He wouldn't be allowed to have children of his own unless Aoguang decided to let him.

And all this time, Cansheng could hear the sound of brushes being dipped, and drawn across paper.

He could only shiver in anticipation, knowing that whoever was watching him had... had depicted him in his most vulnerable moments, most likely in orgasm.

 

......CANSHENGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
Why are you so MOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
I wanna hug youuuuu Canshengggggggg
>has urges to give Cansheng pettings

 

damn soooooooooon

Aoguang such a good S. G must be happy all his sex ed is being used..... probably.

 

I am glad you like Cansheng, lol. Such a total M.

 

I take it you like Cansheng, lol.

I am still taking requests and name suggestions. On discord.

Also re-posted something I think you will like.

 

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Spoiler: Aoguang's Harem arc 3 part 2

***
Cansheng had no idea how long he spent, blissfully enjoying Aoguang's attention.

It was ironic.

He, Qin Cansheng, was from a noble family, one known for its high status, excellent reputation in scholarly circles and its links to the Imperial family through one of its daughters some generations back.

He was being held captive, kept bound, used as a sex slave, not even allowed to come unless he begged for it... and yet he was utterly, blissfully happy.

By rights he should have thrown temper tantrums, cursed and threatened Aoguang, held a grudge against him to his dying day for taking his dignity as a noble and trampling it underfoot and yet...

And yet Cansheng felt completely relaxed, even though he was powerless, helpless, completely at Aoguang's mercy and captive to his whims.

Cansheng didn't even know why he felt this way, where no one else he knew, did. He only knew he would give up almost anything to keep feeling it.

***
Cansheng's family on the other hand, were unreconciled to his sudden disappearance.

It surprised no one when the eldest brother of the family, Yunsheng, and his parents all came to beg that Aoguang please return their boy to them.

Of course it was Aoguang they went to. Who else had their foolish boy been pestering, day in and day out? Who else had as much reason to hold a grudge if it wasn't the disciples of Qing Jing?
***
If one must be honest, there were plenty of reasons to abandon Cansheng. Many other notable noble houses were aware that if any of them had a son as useless as Cansheng they would gladly cut him adrift to save their own skins and their own reputation the moment that he had begun acting in this unsightly manner.

In fact, there had been plenty of warnings over the years that Cansheng was going to get his family in trouble.

Teachers who cut ties, the most notable being a handsome, reknowned scholar of some fame who had outright told Cansheng's family that Cansheng was an abominable student.

A waste of resources and time. A brat who never tried to exert any effort, who never tried to learn what he was being taught. Cansheng would, the teacher had warned, likely amount to nothing. He would never hold office or earn honors. He would never act with proper virtue. Being a proper scholar official or even a responsible landlord was out of his ability.

Cansheng would likely pick fights until someone killed him, this teacher stated with brutal honesty. They would be lucky if he didn't get them all killed.

Naturally this was not to the taste of Cansheng's Qin family and so the teacher had shrugged and left them to their own devices.

However, time had proven the teacher right.

Many times over, Yunsheng, the eldest brother and their parents had to try to smooth over the messes Cansheng made. However, he hadn't learned not to make them. He hadn't even learned who it was wiser to not provoke.

Case in point, Cansheng had a habit of provoking people he liked. It was the most stupid method of courtship Musheng had ever seen in the entirety of his life.

And it nearly got Cansheng into situations where he could get himself killed multiple times over the years since his last teacher had cut ties with him.

This idiot simply didn't know who not to provoke. Either that or he was too eager for any kind of attention from certain people to care.

Musheng, for one, was very tired of Cansheng bringing down the family name. Musheng was tired of seeing the reputation of the rest of his family suffer because of what Cansheng did time and time again. His family's reputation, his reputation, his chances of marrying Miss Ran Yan and his family's coffers were suffering because they always had to smooth over the messes elder brother Cansheng kept making.

It was expensive. It was embarrassing.

And now, it was putting them in danger of losing their lives because Cansheng had actually enraged an outer sect disciple enough last time that only their quick response and abject pleading had gotten the people from Cang Qiong to spare Cansheng from being turned into roast long pork.

Then that useless older brother of his had decided to go over the line again and went missing.

Musheng knew that sects tended to brutally kill anyone that stupid.

They would be lucky if Aoguang was still kind enough and patient enough to stick to just humiliating his stupid elder brother in public.

***
While Cansheng's family had been preparing to grovel and throw their pride into the trash just to have their boy returned to them, Cansheng himself hadn't the slightest intention of picking a fight.

Well, not much of one. Just enough complaining to get Aoguang to hold him down with just enough force to leave bruises on his skin and then fuck him so hard that he would feel the pleasant ache deep inside his body for hours after being taken.

S-So g-good... He felt himself getting hard again and was wishing that Aoguang would come back, but he knew quite well that Aoguang had several beauties that he indulged himself in.

Cansheng knew he wasn't ever going to be Aoguang's one and only.

He wasn't going to be Aoguang's husband or male wife. He was Aoguang's prisoner, his sex toy. At best, he could hope to be Aoguang's concubine.

Being kept in a stone cavern with no visible way out and no sunrise, sunset or waxing and waning of daylight to mark the passing of time lamps that lit up when Aoguang came to play with him was doing a number on Cansheng's time sense.
Cansheng couldn't even keep track of the days, much less the hours.

Cansheng wasn't being starved. He was fed thrice a day and the food was... oddly enough, quite good.
Not what he had expected prison food to taste like at all.

The one time he had tried to throw a fit and break dishes because one of the silent moving statues was bringing food to him on a tray instead of Aoguang feeding him by hand, not only did Aoguang send a message on a tray to tell him that he wouldn't be visiting for some time, but also the next three meals were meager and unsightly.

The first meal looked like a small amount of fat white worms on a plate covered in some kind of brown sauce, with cold rice. The second was some kind of hard black bread and a bowl full of deep fried crickets. The third meal of that day was beetles cooked in what must have been soy sauce, vinegar and garlic.

Cansheng flipped the plate and broke the first, started crying by the second appearance of the statue without Aoguang and then ended up reluctantly eating both the second and the third by the evening meal, when his stomach forced him to give in.

On one hand, the crickets and beetles were crunchy and tasted oddly nutty, taking on the flavor of the sauces and spices they had been cooked or seasoned with.

Not as bad as Cansheng had expected.

But then he had another three meals without Aoguang there by his side and that was when he had to give up.

Aoguang had made it clear that if he was going to act out, Aoguang would simply... ignore him and go to his concubines, all of whom, he stated clearly, were more obedient than Cansheng himself.

His warning shot was clear. If Cansheng threw a fit and broke things, he would be the one suffering. Aoguang would cease to visit him. That meant he would be alone, surrounded by only the silently moving statues that were frankly creepy when Aoguang wasn't there.

Cansheng knew he couldn't continue to push the line.

***
Cansheng was held captive in a natural stone cavern with an almost supernaturally clean water closet (that offered the only privacy available in the entire cavern) and a small pair of carved bathing pools. The first bathing pool held water in gradiated temperatures ranging from body warmth to the perfect hot springs soak, and the second pool was cool.

Both pools were pure enough to drink from, and the filth was simply drained away constantly to keep that purity.

Cansheng was bathed before and after each time he was taken, washed clean 'inside and out'.

There was a small fake garden of lichen-greened boulders resembling mountains surrounded by 'seas' of raked, fine white sand.

There was a series of stone and bamboo screens keeping Cansheng from seeing the people who were watching him as he was taken for an audience.

Cansheng had some low tables for eating on or perhaps for use as a desk, some padded armrests and pillows.

There were soft cushions and the very solid centerpiece of a bed with its silk sheets that he was often tumbled in, with its carved posts and decorations that he was often chained or tied to.

That was it.

Cansheng had never been a good student. He had never loved learning or poetry for his own sake, and he hadn't an interest in becoming a fine musician, but right now he was finding out that without Aoguang's attention, without access to the outside world, without a single game, a storyteller or an entertainer to play music for him or pleasure him or distract him in any other way... boredom now became a very credible nemesis.

When Aoguang returned, Cansheng was so glad to see him that he clung to him like a baby panda.

***
Aoguang found Cansheng to be quite confusing.

When Aoguang humiliated Cansheng by spanking him in public, Cansheng's eyes glazed over and Aoguang could feel the evidence of Cansheng's arousal poking him.

Aoguang had Cansheng captured to punish him in an ironic manner for crossing the line.

Since Cansheng wanted his attentions, Aoguang had originally intended to use and abuse him just a bit to freak him out and scare him off.

However, Aoguang soon found he had bitten off more than he could chew, because he had to ask Shifu for advice.

Apparently, threatening Cansheng with confinement play and letting him know he was going to be kept in the dark to be a fucktoy, subject to all Aoguang's whims, only made Cansheng come harder and beg to be fucked to death.

Aoguang was both disturbed and perversely intrigued. All he could think was 'What. The. Hell. Shouldn't he be asking for mercy around now?!

Why is he begging me to fuck him to death?!'

Aoguang made Cansheng come so hard that he passed out, cleaned him up, coated Cansheng's insides with healing salves and went up to ask G for advice because..

'What. The.Hell. Seriously, What.'

Shifu was naturally not happy with Aoguang's bringing Cansheng into his basement.

Shifu was disappointed in Aoguang.

Shifu gave Aoguang an ear blistering lecture about the importance of consent and being kind to your lovers... Right up until Aoguang pointed out that Cansheng had been harassing their outer sect disciples and likely would continue doing so. In addition, Cansheng had done this specifically to force Aoguang to pay attention to him.

However the problem was, when Aoguang had pushed Cansheng down forcefully, and threatened him with a confinement play and life as a sex toy... Rather than being terrified or angry, Cansheng had only come violently and then collapsed in his arms, limp as a rag doll, nuzzling weakly at Aoguang in blissful response.

Anyone else would cry, fight and scream, cry for their parents, threaten him or maybe try to kill him.

Cansheng just mewled and tried to get Aoguang to fuck him harder.

Right. Something was very wrong with this man.

On one hand, he deserved to be punished. On the other hand, Shifu was appalled by the idea of torture so...

Aoguang had improvised.

He had whipped Cansheng on a frame, dripped hot wax upon him, slid ice cubes on his skin.

Aoguang had attempted to humiliate Cansheng by having painters preserve the sight of him being fucked by painting it upon wall screens so that there would be a visual record of him being defiled.

Aoguang had even referred to Cansheng in derogatory terms, and clearly stated Cansheng was only his fuck toy, treating him in all ways like a plaything or a pet, to try and crush Cansheng's pride.

None of it worked the way Aoguang had intended it to.

Hence, he had asked Shifu for advice.

And that eventually led them to this point, wherein Cansheng was begging Aoguang to keep him

Shifu was all for sending Cansheng back before his unlucky parents drowned in tears.

Aoguang had simply told Cansheng that he was bored of him, and he was thinking of sending Cansheng back home.

That upset Cansheng so badly that he all but clung to Aoguang's legs and begged to be kept after Aoguang had begun to untie him.