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TDG: Ultimate Villain - Ch 31 All the pent-up lust of Shen Fei and Shen Xui exploded. (R-18)
🕑 Added 2025-05-22 16:15:53 +0000 UTCShen Fei gazed down at the trembling, used form of his aunt.
Shen Xiu lay sprawled on the marble floor, her face flushed and slick with sweat, tears streaking her cheeks.
Thick white seed leaked slowly from her pulsing slit, dripping down her inner thighs. Her body twitched with aftershocks—her mind hazy, her throat hoarse from earlier cries of submission.
He stepped back, admiring his work.
‘She broke beautifully.’
Then he glanced toward the far end of the library where Huyan Lanrou had fled minutes ago.
He smirked.
‘As expected, she couldn’t handle it. But now she’s seen it. Now the seed is planted.’
Without a word, Shen Fei raised his hand and made a small gesture.
A faint pulse of energy spread out, inscribing invisible sigils along the shelves and floor.
A soundproofing inscription. Perfectly layered.
‘That should keep the rest of the library deaf to what happens next… No more distractions. No more interruptions.’
Now they were sealed in their little corner of depravity.
Just the two of them.
Just his toy.
His eyes dropped once more to Shen Xiu’s quivering form.
Her ass was still raised slightly, leaking his seed. Her back heaved with shallow breaths, but she didn’t move. Didn’t speak. Didn’t even look up.
He stepped forward and pressed the tip of his cock between her swollen, cum-slick folds.
She flinched.
“N-No more, Nephew,” she whispered, voice raw and broken. “I-I can’t…”
Slap!
He brought his hand down hard across her ass, the sound sharp and echoing—contained within the barrier.
“You don’t get to say when,” he said coldly. “Your body doesn’t belong to you anymore.”
Squelch!
He thrust into her again, easily sliding in with how wet and loose she had become.
“Gkkh—Aahhh!”
Her body reacted before her voice did, jolting forward from the force. Her mouth fell open in a ragged gasp as her walls squeezed around him automatically.
Thrust.
Slap!
Squelch!
He set a cruel pace from the start, gripping her hips and pulling her back with each stroke. Her body was pliant now, broken in, trained.
Pah! Pah! Pah!
Wet flesh collided with flushed skin over and over, filling their sealed space with the loud, obscene rhythm of domination.
“Your cunt still remembers me,” he muttered darkly, leaning down over her as he thrust deep. “Even when your mouth lies.”
“Ahh—! N-No—! I… I—!”
Thwack!
He silenced her with another deep thrust, burying himself to the hilt. His balls slapped wetly against her clit, making her cry out again.
Schluck. Schluck.
Slap!
“You’ll take every drop,” he growled. “And beg for more.”
Smack!
He struck her ass again, watching her entire body ripple from the blow.
Clap. Clap. Clap.
“Oooh”
Her moans returned—this time unfiltered, raw, utterly broken.
“Yes! Master—! Use me! Ruin me again—!”
Thrust.
Squelch.
Pah. Pah. Pah.
He fucked her harder in the silence of the soundproof bubble, isolated from the world.
Only they existed in this space—her moans, the wet pounding of flesh, the broken cries of obedience, all wrapped in a cocoon of corruption.
Shen Fei grunted, sweat rolling down his back, muscles tensed as he grabbed her shoulders and pounded up into her with brutal intensity.
Her head lolled, mouth open in a silent scream, her eyes unfocused.
Schlick…
Pah…
Thrust…
Thrust…
Then—his breath caught.
He slammed into her one final time, holding her tight.
“Ghhhhh—!”
Spurt. Spurt. Spurt.
He emptied himself again, thick and hot, flooding her already full womb with another load. It oozed from around his dick, dripping down her thighs to the floor.
Shen Fei stood behind her, chest rising slowly.
Shen Xiu collapsed again—utterly ruined, both mind and body.
And the soundproof inscription still pulsed quietly… holding in every sound.
Because this wasn’t over yet.
Shen Fei remained standing, towering over Shen Xiu’s collapsed figure.
Her limbs were trembling. Her body was slick with sweat, skin flushed and marked by the heat of his dominance.
Seed leaked from her twitching core, pooling beneath her on the pristine marble floor—yet she made no move to rise. She simply lay there, face pressed against the ground, hair messy, lips parted in silent exhaustion.
But Shen Fei wasn’t done.
Not yet.
He knelt behind her and ran a hand down her spine—slow, deliberate, possessive.
“You thought it was over?” he murmured. “No, Aunt… I am still far from being empty.”
She whimpered softly, her voice barely audible. “M-Master Fei… please…”
Her plea lacked conviction. Her tone trembled, not with defiance, but with instinctive anticipation.
He leaned over her, lips brushing against her ear. “You’ve already taken me in your throat. And your cunt has swallowed two loads already. You know what’s next.”
Shen Xiu’s eyes widened faintly.
Her breath caught.
But she said nothing.
She didn’t resist.
Smack.
He brought his palm down across her ass again, making her jolt as another moan escaped her lips.
Then he spread her cheeks apart, slowly, exposing her untouched second hole.
It twitched.
Vulnerable. Waiting.
Shen Fei ran a slick finger over the tight ring, watching it flex beneath his touch.
“You belong to me,” he whispered. “All of you, Slut.”
He coated himself with the leaking fluids from her stuffed core, then pressed the tip of his cock against her tightest entrance.
Shlick…
A long moan tore from her throat as the pressure built.
“Ggghh… … it won’t fit…”
“It will,” he growled, his voice low and hungry. “Because I say it will.”
Squelch.
Thrust.
He pushed forward—slow, unyielding—forcing himself into her inch by inch. Her tight hole resisted at first, but gradually, shamefully, her body gave way.
“AHhh—!”
Her cry echoed within the soundproof barrier, muffled to the world beyond, but raw and broken inside their sealed cocoon.
Pah.
Pah.
He began to move, shallow thrusts at first, watching her arch and tremble as her final resistance melted away.
“Now all your holes… are mine.”
Clap. Clap.
Squelch.
Her body rocked forward with each thrust, her mouth open in silent cries, eyes glassy as she took him in completely.
Her hands gripped the floor, fingers curling helplessly.
Thwack.
Thrust.
Pah.
The rhythm picked up—flesh slapping against flushed skin, wet and relentless.
He alternated between both entrances, driving her to the brink with each motion, her holes raw and trembling, her body broken in waves of overwhelming submission.
And still, she begged for more.
After a long silence, only the faint hum of energy from the still-active soundproof inscription lingered in the air.
Their clothes rustled softly as they cleaned themselves—calm, methodical, as if what had just occurred was a routine more than a scandal.
Both drew fresh garments from their respective space rings, dressing in clean robes with unspoken coordination.
Shen Fei slipped on his outer coat, his crimson eyes cold and unreadable.
Shen Xiu, now composed, stood beside him, her flushed skin now hidden beneath a refined silk dress—though the tremor in her legs hadn’t completely faded.
He cast a glance at her.
“So,” he said flatly. “What are you doing here, Aunt Xiu?”
She looked up at him, her expression soft, almost reverent. “I missed you.”
He raised an eyebrow. “You missed me?”
Shen Xiu’s cheeks reddened, her voice trembling with honesty. “I… couldn’t take it anymore. It’s been a week since you came to Holy Orchid. A week without your cock inside me. A week without being used. I tried to endure it… I really did.”
She stepped closer, lowering her head submissively.
“But every night, I broke. I kept touching myself to the memory of your pounding. But it wasn’t enough. It’ll never be enough.”
Shen Fei’s smirk returned.
“So you applied to become a teacher just to get closer to me.”
She nodded. “Yes. I used my connections. Pulled strings. It was announced yesterday—I’ll be your instructor starting tomorrow.”
She looked up at him, eyes glassy with emotion and seduction.
“I don’t care what I have to do if I have to act like a teacher in front of others, fine. But behind closed doors… I’m yours. I’m your aunt. Your slut. Your fuck toy. And I’ll stay wherever you are. I live for your use, Master Fei.”
Shen Fei stared at her for a moment, then laughed softly.
“All this… because you couldn’t go a week without being ruined by me?”
“Yes,” she whispered seductively. “Please don’t keep me waiting again.”
He reached out, grabbed her chin, and tilted her face up to meet his eyes.
“Good. Then serve well—as a teacher by day... and as my toy every night.”
“Yes, Master Fei,” she moaned softly, arousal flashing in her eyes despite the soreness in her body.
He stepped away and glanced toward the deeper halls of the library.
“Let’s go,” he said calmly. “There’s still knowledge I need to consume. And holes in you that still need pounding.”
Shen Fei stayed in the library for the rest of the day.
The inscription barrier still held, sealing them off from the outside world—both in sound and sensation.
It became their sanctuary of sin. Their personal domain of silence and submission.
He sat amidst the ancient tomes, calm and composed, eyes scanning through rare cultivation texts while Shen Xiu lay naked nearby, her body twitching in exhausted aftershocks, skin flushed and bruised, still dripping with his seed.
And when she stirred—
The pounding resumed.
Clap.
Slap.
Pah.
He’d take her from behind against a shelf, fold her legs over her head on the floor, or pin her down with one hand while reading with the other.
It became a rhythm of its own:
Read. Pound.
Read. Pound.
When she passed out again, he’d return to his books.
When she awoke, dazed and sore, he’d be inside her within seconds.
Again.
And again.
Thrust. Thrust.
Squelch.
Moan.
The floor beneath them bore evidence of their hours-long debauchery—a growing puddle of sweat, cum, and submission.
Bookshelves near them were stained with handprints, smears, and claw marks from her futile attempts to steady herself as he broke her again and again.
Only when the soft magical chime signaling the library’s closing hour rang through the building did Shen Fei finally close the tome he was reading.
He glanced at Shen Xiu—naked, dazed, drooling slightly, her thighs still trembling.
“Get dressed.”
She blinked, nodding weakly, and pulled on her robe with trembling fingers.
They stepped out of the barrier, both perfectly composed, as if nothing had happened. The inscription dissolved silently behind them, leaving no trace.
Instead of returning to his dormitory, Shen Fei turned toward her and said flatly, “Take me to your quarters.”
Shen Xiu smiled happily.
She obeyed without hesitation, leading him through the dim corridors of the institute toward the private housing reserved for instructors.
Her assigned quarters were tucked away in a secluded wing—quiet, clean, untouched.
But not for long.
The moment the door closed behind them, Shen Fei shoved her against it, tearing open her robes.
And so, the night began again.
The house echoed with the sounds of their debauchery:
Squelch. Thrust. Smack.
Moans. Screams.
Slaps. Whimpers.
He used her in every room.
On the bed.
Against the wall.
On the dining table.
On the floor of the washroom.
Her cries were muffled by pillows, blankets, and sometimes his own hand clamped over her mouth as he took her with brutal passion.
By the time the sun crept near the horizon, the house was a mess of discarded robes, overturned furniture, and stained sheets.
The walls bore handprints, smudges, and marks of his dominance.
Shen Xiu lay tangled in the sheets—broken, satisfied, completely owned.
And Shen Fei?
He stood by the window, robe open, arms crossed, gazing at the pale sky.
Another night well spent.
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