Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

Deep within Shangguan Wan’er’s suppressed, highly disciplined mind, an incredibly foreign, utterly forbidden sensation began to bloom like a dark, poisonous lotus. The sharp, burning pain radiating from her smacked buttock did not merely register as agony. The Stellar Demonic Qi that had invaded her body acted as an insidious catalyst, hijacking her nervous system. It took the sharp, stinging pain and instantly transmuted it, sending a jarring, electrical thrill of profound, dark pleasure shooting straight down her spine and pooling heavily in her groin.

Her breath hitched. A sudden, terrifying wave of wet, euphoric heat flooded her lower abdomen, entirely separate from the searing pain of his massive dick stretching her open.

’What... what is wrong with me?!’ Shangguan Wan’er thought in absolute, paralyzing panic. Her brilliant, analytical mind completely short-circuited as she realized what her body was doing. She was a woman of supreme control, yet she felt her inner vaginal walls instinctively, greedily clamping down significantly harder on his incredibly thick shaft in direct, biological response to the humiliating punishment. Her inner muscles spasmed rhythmically, milking the source of her pain as if begging for more. ’Why did that... why did that feel good? I am being violated! I should be focusing on my Qi, on escaping! Not... not this!’

Wang Jian, possessing terrifyingly perceptive, high-tier Core Formation senses, immediately felt the sudden, greedy clenching of her tight pussy around his dick. The subtle, involuntary shift in her internal musculature was impossible to hide. He looked down and noticed the slight, eager tremble running through her thick thighs, the way her curvaceous ass subtly pushed back against his groin, seeking the friction.

A profound, wickedly dark smile slowly spread across Wang Jian’s handsome face.

’Well, well,’ Wang Jian thought, his dark eyes gleaming with absolute, victorious amusement as he analyzed the biological data she was unconsciously broadcasting. ’How utterly fascinating. The untouchable, arrogant merchant ruler, a woman who commands empires of gold and holds the fates of thousands in her hands, hides a filthy, pain-loving, masochistic slut beneath all that wealth and bravado. Her body is completely addicted to the very degradation her mind despises. This... this changes the curriculum entirely.’

Wang Jian decided in an instant to pretend he hadn’t noticed her hidden, shameful perversion. He would not call it out verbally; doing so would only allow her conscious mind to build defensive barriers against it. Instead, he would play the role of the exceptionally cruel, unyielding punisher, utilizing his physical dominance to exploit her deep-seated masochism to its absolute, mind-shattering fullest.

He gripped her wide, incredibly sexy hips firmly in his large hands, his fingers digging deeply into her soft flesh, anchoring her in place.

With a powerful, driving motion of his core, he pulled her plump ass backward to meet his relentless, bruising thrusts. He set a brutal, unforgiving, and deeply penetrating rhythm. He did not make love to her; he used her body as a vessel for his aggression, his hips snapping forward with devastating kinetic force, slamming his pelvic bone against her incredibly fair skin.

Every time she opened her mouth to curse him, every time she gasped out a threat against his life, Wang Jian delivered another vicious, resounding smack to her jiggling, bouncing buttocks.

SLAP! ”You demonic bastard!”

SLAP! ”I will destroy your entire sect!”

SLAP! ”Ahhh!”

With every heavy, stinging blow, her very fair skin turned a brighter, more inflamed shade of bright red. The vivid handprints overlapped, turning her pristine cheeks into a canvas of beautiful, degrading punishment. And with every single slap, the dark, forbidden thrill within her intensified exponentially, fighting a terrifying war against her conscious pride.

”Keep talking, merchant,” Wang Jian taunted her, his voice a low, mocking growl that vibrated against her back. He pounded into her tight, wet pussy with merciless vigor, ensuring every thrust stretched her to the absolute limit. ”Your pathetic insults only earn you more pain. Let us see how much of my discipline your fragile, pampered skin can endure before you learn how to address your betters.”