Manipulative Harem God



Zhang Wei pressed the succulent cherry to his lips, his teeth sinking into the tender flesh with a bite that bordered on savagery.

!!

Lin Ruoxi's eyes widened, a mix of fear and desperation filling them.

Every instinct screamed at her to run, to escape this horrifying situation.

But then, her eyes landed on the bag of food, and a spark of determination ignited within her.

She clenched her teeth, biting down hard on her tongue to endure the torment.

"Good, now turn around," Zhang Wei ordered, his tone commanding as he wiped her nipple, now glistening with saliva and marked by his red teeth.

A shaky breath escaped Lin Ruoxi as she stole a fleeting glance at the bag of food, her heart pounding in her chest. With a heavy sigh, she slowly turned around, exposing her backside to him.

Zhang Wei's finger trailed along her sensitive folds, his touch sending shivers down her spine. "It's so dry," he muttered under his breath, a sadistic edge to his voice.

In a sudden motion, he flung a bar of chocolate towards Lin Ruoxi's face, catching her off guard and leaving her stunned.

"This is your reward for behaving properly," he declared, a grin etching across his face. "As long as you continue to behave, you'll receive more."

Lin Ruoxi's nodded, her fragile resolve glimmering in her eyes as she seized the opportunity to support herself against her elbows, giving her some sense of stability.

She eagerly tore open the packet, devouring the chocolate with a mixture of relief and desperation, a forced smile tugging at her lips.

Tears of joy welled up in her eyes, escaping down her cheeks as she swallowed the first bite of food she had tasted in days.

Zhang Wei affectionately patted her head, his fingers grazing her silky hair. "Good slave," he murmured. Yet, Lin Ruoxi brushed off his touch, undeterred, until something unexpectedly slammed against her back with a resounding thud.

"Ugh!"

Her teeth clenched involuntarily, her entire body instantly stiffening in response. Fear coursed through her veins as her instinctual flight-or-fight response kicked in.

Zhang Wei, undeterred by her reaction, flung another chocolate in her direction. "Take this," he commanded, a mischievous glint sparkling in his eyes. Lin Ruoxi's eyes trembled with a mixture of anger and confusion.

'I-I am not a slave!' she seethed with indignation, her heart pounding with resentment.

Despite her inner turmoil, her hands betrayed her willpower, snatching the chocolate from the air with lightning speed.

Zhang Wei chuckled, a hollow sound reverberating through him. Despite the dryness enveloping his dick, he began to move slowly, a peculiar wetness gradually filling him.

Lin Ruoxi winced slightly, a hint of pain flashing across her face, yet she gritted her teeth and endured the discomfort of his actions.

Lin Ruoxi facs slightly painful, but endured whatever he was doing.

The sharp, stinging slaps on her trembling buttocks jolted Lin Ruoxi back to reality. "How about it? Do you enjoy it, my little slave?" Zhang Wei asked, his forceful thrusts from behind accompanied by a tight grip on her hair, yanking it towards him.

"N-No... Ahhh!"

Before Lin Ruoxi could utter another word, a powerful slap landed on her back, causing her to swallow her protest.

"Do you like it, my little slave?" Zhang Wei repeated, a sinister grin spreading across his face.

"..."

Silence hung heavy in the air, as if the universe itself held its breath. Eventually, Zhang Wei withdrew from her, muttering, "I suppose I'll take my leave." He hastily pulled up his pants, grabbing the bag of food as he prepared to depart.

At first, Lin Ruoxi didn't care and let out a sigh of relief. But then her eyes narrowed as she noticed Zhang Wei reaching for the bag of essential supplies.

Panic surged within her, instantly widening her eyes as she lunged forward, determined to stop him from taking it away.

"No, wait!"

"I... I like it!"

"No, I love it!"

"Please, please do it more!"

An immediate, desperate plea erupted from Lin Ruoxi's lips. She fell to her knees, clutching onto Zhang Wei's legs with a mixture of longing and desperation.

Zhang Wei looked deep into her eyes, filled with tears, and chuckled as she trembled in terror. "Very well then!"

With a swift motion, he turned her around again, and this time his arousal effortlessly slipped into her yearning entrance. He began thrusting relentlessly.

*Smack!*

"What now, do you like it?"

"N-Y-yes!"

*Smack!*

"Oh, do you love it?"

"..."

*Smack!*

"Yes! I love it!"

"Oh, so you love your master?"

"Yes!"

*Smack!*

"Good girl!"

"Do you worship your master's dick?"

"I-"

*Smack!*

"I-I love it!"

"Oh, precisely how do you worship it?"

*Smack!*

"M-Master... *Smack!* master's dick is huge! It's mighty!"

"Hahaha, is that so?"

He tossed another piece of protein bar playfully.

"Yes! Master's throbbing member fills this slave's cunt."

"Hahahaha!"

"Good slave!"

Zhang Wei laughed maniacally, his hips relentless in their rhythm.

Lin Ruoxi was forced to endure his savage onslaught.

Slowly, steadily, he broke down her resistance, allowing her to freely express herself without his coercion.

Finally, he withdrew his organ from her exhausted body, watching as the sticky residue of their passion trickled from her quivering entrance to dampen the floor beneath her.

With her head pressed against the cold ground and her mouth gasping for air, she lay there, completely spent.

Zhang Wei had pushed her to her absolute limits over the course of the past hour, leaving her trembling legs devoid of feeling.

As he rose to his feet and adjusted his disheveled attire, he then extended the bag towards Lin Ruoxi.

In that moment, a renewed energy seemed to surge through her, igniting a fire within her core. With a sudden burst of determination, she swiftly turned around.

However, Zhang Wei pointed directly at the floor, his voice dripping with malice. "Lick it clean, then and only then will you be worthy of having it."

Lin Ruoxi's mind erupted in a fury of disbelief, her eyes locking onto the repulsive sight of semen staining the floor. It was a demand she never imagined hearing – to lick it.

A minute passed, a heavy silence lingering in the air as Lin Ruoxi's trembling tongue finally ventured forth, hesitatingly making contact with the tainted surface.

"Do it properly," Zhang Wei sneered, his tone dripping with superiority. "If there's a single trace left, you won't lay a hand on this. You won't deserve it."

A sickening sound of slurping filled the room as Lin Ruoxi reluctantly obeyed, her tastebuds assaulted by the disgust lingering on the floor.

It was a sight that made one's stomach churn, yet in some twisted way, it held a bizarre pleasure of its own.

Once Lin Ruoxi had finished, Zhang Wei condescended to pat her head, praising her for her obedience, before throwing something else repulsive her way.

With her mouth hanging open in shock, Lin Ruoxi instinctively reached for a water bottle, her raging thirst overpowering her.

*Gulp... gulp....*

However, in her haste, she spilled most of it over herself, the liquid cascading down her face in a messy stream.

"Haha," Zhang Wei's laughter echoed in the room as he tauntingly placed a key on the table before Lin Ruoxi. "That," he sneered, "is the key to the bathroom. You better clean yourself up next time. And if you manage to behave, perhaps I'll even reward you with a television to pass your miserable time," he jeered, slamming the door shut behind him, finally freeing her from the confines of the room.

Little did Lin Ruoxi know, this was just the beginning of the excruciating days that lay ahead.

Within the walls of her prison, Lin Ruoxi's sanity gradually returned, but with it came a deep sense of hopelessness and dread. "Will he come back?" she whispered, her voice filled with fear and uncertainty.

Must she endure this never-ending torment day after day?

Was this the bleak existence that awaited her for the rest of her days?

The notion of ending it all, of escaping this nightmarish reality, consumed her thoughts.

However, Zhang Wei had arranged a constant surveillance, ensuring that she would not find release through death.