Discussion in 'Community Creations' started by alexfilia, Jun 6, 2017.
Thanks. I'd love to read it when it's done.
Minor spoiler- Aoguang has a roomba moment in that twelve pages.Because does not compute.
Spoiler: Aoguang's Harem Arc 4
The lamplight was low and gentle, the shadows kindly concealed the worst damage done to the body of a young man who lay helpless in Aoguang’s arms. The young man whimpered softly like an injured animal. He clung helplessly to Aoguang's strong body for a steady support.
Aoguang had found this young man in a brothel he had visited while he had been traveling. The brothel was in a country that wasn’t as big as the Empire. Although this backwater could not hope to compare itself to that giant, its remaining royals and nobles seemed to be quite happy to put on airs. Just like every other two-bit country’s royalty often did when they were all just small frogs in a well with too little knowledge of the outside world.
The young man had been sobbing all the while as he was being used as the entertainment. His legs were held open as man after man took him from behind. The clink of coin on coin heralded the fact that this was not the first abuse he had been forced to suffer this evening.
Aoguang had simply purchased the helpless young man to get that disgraceful sight over with and stop the abuse from continuing.
The disappointed crowd had reluctantly dissipated after having been prevented from venting themselves upon the helpless victim. That victim had simply been picked up and handed to Aoguang, while he was still twitching and dripping blood and white fluids from the continuous assault.
Aoguang had immediately taken the young man ‘home’ to his traveling carriage and then sent the drones out in droves to find out everything he could about the victim and the abusers alike.
The young man was a delicate beauty. His body was also visibly weak and the constant abuse he had suffered had done his health no favors.
It hadn't taken Aoguang long to get a diagnosis from the young man’s pulse and a careful examination from head to toe.
Dehydration, internal injuries, torn ligaments...
Aoguang gently stroked the shivering, whimpering young man, reaching for the healing potions and salves that would be needed.
The young man was clearly beyond speech right now. His throat was probably damaged from screaming, so Aoguang simply stroked his back gently as he poured warm healing energy into his abused body.
The young man's body relaxed, then tensed up again as Aoguang began to wash him clean. His fingers clutched at Aoguang even more fiercely than before. Tears dripping down his cheeks while Aoguang shushed him gently and told him he wasn’t going to be harmed. Aoguang kept a firm but gentle hold on him to prevent any flailing. Fortunately, other than a few false starts, the young man quickly calmed down. Once Aoguang could be certain that the young man wouldn’t accidentally injure himself by struggling in the metal tub, he continued soaping every part of the young man's body and washing the grime off.
The young man’s skin was soft and pale but it was marked with injuries from... perhaps a whip?
Hm, and not just a whip. The young man had other injuries that indicated other tools of torment. Fortunately, he didn’t seem to have lost any appendages.
Aoguang didn't care much about brothels or the people in them other than as a supply for his entertainment but he had been partly raised by Shizun and Shizun didn't like torture.
Kill if kill, fuck if fuck.
Aoguang could to some extent, understand why Shizun was so adamant about caring for one's lovers (or in his case, playthings) when he looked at the shivering, naked form in his arms.
Well, he could fix those injuries first. Right after he finished bathing his new acquisition.
The former owner had assumed the young man would be back. Either taken back or sent back by the new owner, it was all the same.
Too bad for him and whoever had given him the young man, there was no way that Aoguang was going to send this one back. He had picked this new pet up. The pet belonged to him now and Aoguang wasn’t the kind of person who let anyone take his things.
Aoguang was gently coating the young man's injuries with healing salves and holding the potion cup to his lips so that he could drink it. While this was happening, the drones he had sent out to acquire information were having a field day.
Because the man who had given the victim over to the brothel owner to have him tortured had come to find out where his torture toy had vanished off to. The toy in question was missing. And the brigands the owner had sent off to try to retrieve the boy were now very, very dead.
In a ditch.
The man who had originally thrown the victim out to be violated, tortured and sold in a brothel was the newly inaugurated young king of the country that the brothel was in.
It was this same king who ordered his eunuchs to 'prepare' the victim to be violated, causing the helpless young man to be forced to learn how to submit himself sexually to anyone that the king wanted to have him violated by. Then, the victim was given to be used and abused by the king's royal guards. Then the king had the victim paraded naked through the streets to humiliate him. After that the king threw the victim to the army to be abused by his loyal subordinates.
The king had intended the victim to be used and abused by customers of the brothel.
Right now, the king was enraged that his torture toy had been purchased by someone else and had been taken from the brothel. He had intended the torture to continue until his victim died from abuse.
It was only to be expected that the king was furious when he had found out his victim had been bought free by what the brothel owner assumed was a rich prince from another country. A rich prince who could take the victim out of his reach. Thus, the king took his frustration out on the victim's former owner, having the brothel owner and his senior staff all whipped mercilessly then sending his own men out to get information about the 'buyer'.
Unbeknownst to the king in question, he and his men were being investigated in turn. Even his country's palace and places of governance were being infiltrated by the miniscule drones.
There was no shortage of information flooding in. After all, the king had wanted his victim to be abused as thoroughly as possible and having him publicly violated and humiliated had been a part of that.
There was no shortage of discussions among the guards, the army or even the other customers of the brothel about how they had enjoyed the body of Aoguang's new pet. The same pet who was now shivering up against Aoguang and looking up at him in a mute entreaty, because his throat was still too injured to speak.
There was also no shortage of information about the crimes that Aoguang's new pet were apparently being punished for. Despite this Aoguang intended to confirm the sordid details of those with his pretty new pet once his throat was healed enough to speak.
It seemed that this small kingdom had recently been through one of those regime changes that were normal when the previous king had a multitude of concubines and consorts to go with his queen.
Suffice it to say, his newly acquired pet had once belonged to a noble family whose name had been expunged and whose 9 generations had been exterminated as a casualty while the princes battled with each other to gain control of the country and the throne. The family this new pet came from, had been the family of the legitimate empress and deceased former first consort (who supposedly died in childbirth with her stillborn baby girl), and they had been eradicated when the current king, the son of another consort, had come to the throne.
Apparently the young man that Aoguang had found being abused, had previously been the king’s man and betrayed his family for that king, only to be accused of various crimes and tormented because of it.
Aoguang didn't like what he had heard, neither about his new pet's betrayal of his own family nor his new pet's suffering. However, Aoguang was willing to suspend his judgement about his pet's misdeeds for now. Currently, he couldn't even speak to defend himself.
Aoguang simply gathered his now clean little beauty and began to examine his body intently, gently stroking every part of the helpless, delicate young man. Aoguang also continued massaging more medicine into his skin.
When Aoguang's questing hands began to stroke the helpless young man's abused chrysanthemum and pretty, reddened cock, his new pet flinched and mewled piteously.
Aoguang murmured to his new pet that he wasn't going to hurt him. Shivering, the young man was pleading with his gaze, but Aoguang soothed him with gentle touches, before working his medicine-slick fingers into his new pet's abused, contracting tight heat. Aoguang had washed that place out carefully earlier, and then, as now, the young man had clutched at him, eyes damp and all but silently begging for mercy.
Fortunately for the helpless young man, Aoguang didn't have any intention of hurting him, instead soothing him with a healing spell that made the young man relax even as his opened bud was gently tended to.
As Aoguang had every intention of taking his new pet out of the country, the young king had sent men out several times to retrieve what he saw as his toy.
The first time had been a few hidden royal guards. These were men who had previously assassinated people the young king had seen as political obstacles or threats.They were by mortal standards, masters of poisons and stealth with some skill in qinggong.They weren't his best men but the king had thought they would be sufficient.They were not sufficient. They died quickly, and their deaths had stunned the young man who Aoguang had finished healing.
In truth, Aoguang had taken his time and not exerted himself in the healing process because he had only taken the young man in as a whim.
As it was, it had also given him a chance to see if he could get his new acquisition's trust. That had been disrupted by the fools who had made a spectacle of themselves in an attempt to assassinate him.
Wei no longer had a family name.That was, after all, part of the punishment that the new king had inflicted on him.
The young king had purged almost all of Wei's family. The king had told Wei that if he fled or tried to kill himself to escape his punishment, the king would inflict that same suffering he had experienced on his niece and nephew. That was why Wei had never fought back or tried to flee from his abusers.
That was also the reason why Wei’s first words were to beg the strange nobleman who had bought him, to return him to the brothel.
It was a fact that the brothel owner had pulled this bait and switch before. He had sold Wei off to prosperous men and then accepted Wei back after the king had sent a man or two to talk to Wei's new owner. Invariably, the owners had sent Wei back to the brothel after having their way with him, because they were subjects of the king, or because they didn't have the strength or influence to oppose his 'request'. They also hadn't considered Wei to be worth the risk.
Of course, Wei knew that was only normal, because he was only a whore... and a sinner to boot.He was, after all, the reason that his entire family was dead, with his last surviving nephew and niece as the only exceptions.
Wei had loyally served the new king when that king was still a prince, because he had loved him.
Wei had taken his family for granted, used their wealth, influence and power to suppress others without even considering how much they had sacrificed for his sake. In the end, his family had lost their friends and allies because of his unthinking actions, their strongest supports had been taken from them one by one- and all of that was because of Wei's mistakes.
Wei's endless, fruitless attempts to court the king had availed him nothing, and at the end where all the king's other supporters had been rewarded, Wei had been reduced to a plaything to be violated.
He had poured all his efforts out for the king's love and all he got in return was contempt and degradation.
Wei regretted everything.
He regretted that he had wasted so much love, loyalty and effort on the king, when his family had deserved it far more. They had treasured and sheltered him in spite of his many mistakes, his myriad sins and his lack of appreciation for their steadfast protection and devotion.
Wei had suffered countless times at the hands of the king's eunuchs, the hidden guards, the officers and soldiers of the military and most recently, those of the brothel's customers.
Wei had put his full efforts into learning the arts in order to avoid the abuse as much as possible. He had studied weiqi, musical instruments, painting, poetry and calligraphy as if his life depended on it... because his survival in the brothel did depend on it.
And yet no matter how hard he tried or how skilled he became, he was still constantly violated.
The only real difference was that the brothel owner was now making a fortune from his suffering.
Every time his body was broken, there were people who healed him so that he could be violated and abused again.
In truth, being bought had been something he was now used to. Being healed on the other hand- at first Wei had believed his new owner was only tending to his injuries so that he could violate Wei as soon as possible. Those touches were so seductively gentle that they only made Wei feel more bitter, more worried that it would hurt so much worse when his new owner decided to act upon the privileges of ownership. Thus, Wei had acted as pitifully as possible, clinging to his new owner like a helpless pet, fawning upon him in hope that...his suffering might be reduced.
Apparently the fawning upon his new owner was working, because the nobleman who had bought Wei wasn't hurting him. If anything, Wei felt much better than when he had been tended to by other people in the past.
His injuries had stopped aching. The salves being used on him clearly had anesthetic properties. Clearly high class medicine. Most likely it was very expensive. That probably meant his new owner would expect him to serve him well, and might lash out at Wei if he was dissatisfied, right?
This originally had made Wei very anxious and thus, Wei clung to his new master and did his best to act affectionate, sell meng and look pitiful.
This seemed to have an effect. His new master, Li Aoguang, didn't hurt him and instead contented himself with caressing Wei's skin and stroking medicine-coated slick fingers over Wei's jade staff and inside Wei's chrysanthemum. At least it didn't hurt.
His new master's hands were very gentle, to the point that Wei's body...reacted and he ended up spilling himself.
By the time Wei's voice had begun to return, he had begun to hope that he could stay with this new master instead of being taken back to the brothel.
The arrival of the hidden guards sent by the king had once again thrust Wei into despair because surely this meant his nightmare would start again. That Wei would be bought back or would be taken back by force. That he would be returned to the brothel owner and suffer the unending abuse of the customers.
Except it didn't happen that way.
Wei's new owner refused to sell him back.
That was when the hidden guards attacked.... Only to be mercilessly slain so quickly and effortlessly that Wei's new owner wasn't even scratched. His new owner's 'qing' blue and green robes weren't even splattered with a single drop of blood. The hidden guards on the other hand, were reduced to wrecked piles of gore, so fast that Wei couldn't even follow his owner's movements, and could only stare in shock at the slain foes and the massive pools of blood.
The young man’s request had come out of nowhere. Aoguang was severely disconcerted to the point that his mind had been utterly derailed. In fact, Aoguang’s mind continually played it back while also frantically attempting to cross reference it to what he remembered from every other brothel, slave market, noble’s estate and rear court that he had ever encountered.
In general, prostitutes who get bought out of brothels tend to be overjoyed. It is, in fact, what most prostitutes yearn for and work their hardest to achieve.
In general, people who cried as they were pushed down and taken by force really don't ever want to go near the places where such horrible things happened to them.
So logically, Aoguang's new pet should have been blissfully clinging to him or praising him enthusiastically now that he had proof that he had been taken away from the brothel permanently.
He should at least be attempting to curry favor.
Except, nothing was going according to traditional logic right now.
Rather than being overjoyed that he had been defended, even from a general with an army....Aoguang's new pet had instead begged to be returned to the brothel.
Given that in the brothel, the young man had been victimized and repeatedly raped while the rapists threw coins into a collection box, or paid directly to the brothel owner for the privilege of fucking him... his behavior made no sense.
The young man's requests for Aoguang to return him to his place of torment was going against all reasonable and sane human behavior.
Aoguang was particularly confused because this new pet of his hadn't spoken a single coherent word for the first two weeks of their travel despite being continually being fed healing potions that surely should have fixed the injuries done to his throat before now.
The young man had not even introduced himself or thanked Aoguang for saving him from continued violation. Instead the young man's first understandable words were frantic pleas for his new master to return him to the brothel.
Naturally Aoguang was unwilling and confused. This made no sense whatsoever. No matter how many times Aoguang’s mind attempted to make some sense out those requests, it still didn’t add up. Thus, Aoguang told him he would not be sending him back, because this sounded very much like the Darwin Awards thatt his Shifu had told him about.
Aoguang had originally thought his new pet was mute, as other than the whimpering, mewling and sobbing, he had not made a sound.
Even his fawning had been silent, when attempting to curry favor by flattering one's new owner was something any concubine, courtesan, prostitute or slave would have known how to do in order to try to improve their living conditions.
It was a fact of life that seeking favor from those in power with sweet words was a survival skill in the brothels, so why were things proceeding in this fashion? Why were his first coherent words a request to be sent back to a hellhole?
Originally Aoguang had thought the inability to speak could either have been from throat damage or from severe mental trauma. Because as far as Aoguang knew, forcing people who suffered from both those kinds of muting could cause serious physical, emotional and mental damage, worsening the victim's condition. As a result, it was generally a bad idea to push them to do anything.
That was why Aoguang had reluctantly resigned himself to wait until the young man recovered before asking him about his past and clearing up rumors. Except it looked like the young man had lost his mind.
Right. Aoguang reviewed the events. The young man had been silent during the first group that Aoguang had exterminated. Aoguang had chalked that up to shock.
The new pet had fawned on Aoguang but he had spoken not a single word of gratitude towards Aoguang for saving him from the brothel or the attackers. He didn't even try, so Aoguang thought his throat or mind was still too badly damaged and let it pass.
The young man had also been silent during the second group's attack though he had been clearly overjoyed by the way he kissed Aoguang’s fingers and then curled up next to Aoguang in an endearing fashion, like a little kitten.
However, his first coherent words hadn't been thanks to Aoguang for the medicine or energy used in healing him. He also hadn't thanked Aoguang for bathing him, feeding him, bandaging him or sharing his own bed when the night turned cold, which was slightly frustrating.
Just as strangely, the man hadn’t even introduced himself. Anyone who had been called a number of unsavory epithets like ‘slut’ and ‘bitch in heat’ should want to correct their new companion’s impression of them by offering their name, right? Anyone who had heard other people saying all sorts of vile things about them should be trying to defend his or her own reputation by trying to give an explanation, right?!
It was certainly not what any prostitute, courtesan or newly bought concubine in Aoguang's experience would have done in order to pave the way for good relations in the future.
The young man had only been willing to speak after Aoguang had crushed the third attack, which was the one led by an actual military official. Such reticence implied a refusal to acknowledge Aoguang's kindnesses that was …mildly annoying. It also didn't give Aoguang a good impression of this new acquisition of his, however that was outweighed by the sheer oddity of what the young man had chosen to use his first words for. Those words were still stalling Aoguang’s mental processes.
In fact, the first moment Aoguang had heard the young man plead to be sent back, Aoguang could only think, ‘What.’
What felt like an eternity later, his mind had progressed to the second part of the sentence, ‘…the fuck?!’
Right now, his mind was still spitting out an assemblage of vicious cursing which basically boiled down to, ‘are you fucking with me?!’
But no. No. Aoguang wasn’t going to push an already clearly deranged man down the path to suicide with his words. Even if his instincts were now screaming to lock the clearly deranged man up until he stopped attempting to win the Darwin Award, Aoguang would still give him the benefit of the doubt.
The young man had gone ashen pale right after the general and his group had been all but wiped out, as if something had suddenly occurred to him.
The stunned, horrified and desperate expression on his new pet's face as he clung to Aoguang was surreal, as the young man begged Aoguang over and over again to send him back.
The entire situation still felt unreal. In Shifu's words, this was probably the 'twilight zone'.
Aoguang frowned slightly, "Why?"
If the young man didn't explain his reasoning, it was clear that he was going nowhere.
Caught with no recourse, the young man falteringly explained that his niece and nephew were held hostage by the king, who had told him that if he escaped, the two children would suffer in his place.
The original 12 pages expanded because Wei and Cansheng are angry kittens who have the same owner and don't like each other. That's why I only posted 9 pages (in word)here in the previous post. More pages will come by the end of the week
seriously, geeze, these two brats...
@VanityPimples what kind of room/ interior decoration style do you like?
Thanks for the food, @Gav
/stares at many pages awaiting beta-ing and corrections
Thanks for the update, @Gav
Aoguang seems to make a habit of collecting unique pets. First is that calamitous beauty (Leaf-something? forgot his name), then that masochist Cansheng, now this Wei....
Btw, is this Wei the same Wei from Rebirth: Degenerate Slave Abuses Tyrant?
As for your question, you have good eyes. Yulin made a request. It did involve that, yes.
And I do tend to answer requests.
You’re such a great writer and all your stories are so interesting! This is the best I’ve been trying really hard to follow up on all your stories since the google docs ended and I’m so happy to see Wei. He’s my favorite character from my favorite story! It’s weird seeing him with someone other than Wei Lan but this is pretty hot and well written. Can’t wait for more! I’ve loved all your works so far
My favorite has been the AU where Liu Qingge took in Luo Binghe so cute! Wish I knew what came after Need to go back and find it again
I have 4 more pages of fic in word doc which is under beta before I post it up here.
Poor Wei and Cansheng don't start off on a very good foot. Think of two angrily hissing kittens. That reminds me of their behavior tbh.
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