The Psychopath's Harem



Luo Xue, the system spirit and fairy, was fighting her inner demons.

Such an absurd scene even made her feel aroused.

But she was helpless, with her hands and legs bound by chains. Otherwise, she would truly be feeling a twitch between her legs.

No way!

The scene was too stimulating!

The luscious mother on the left, with her perfectly sculpted curves, arched her back invitingly, her lips parted in a sultry display as a chorus of seductive moans escaped her.

"Ahn!~ Tian~

"M-mother loves you..." 

Each moan mingled with the sound of three other women, creating a symphony of pleasure that echoed through the room.

Positioned on all fours, her back turned to Xia Tian, she presented her glistening, wet pussy begging to be explored. Xia Tian's skilled fingers danced over her delicate folds, teasing and caressing, causing her to shudder with pleasure.

Beads of moisture dripped from her drenched center, evidence of her heightened arousal and unquenchable desire.

Beside her, Xia Shuiyao, her figure slightly more modest compared to her mother's, eagerly surrendered to the carnal encounter.

Xia Tian's strong, pulsating shaft moved in and out of her tight, velvety depths, eliciting moans of ecstasy that filled the air.

*Pak!*

*Pak!*

*Pak!*

Lost in the throes of passion, Xia Shuiyao abandoned herself to the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body, her mind consumed by the pleasure that engulfed her.

On the other side, Nyx, with her sensational butt artfully displayed, eagerly awaited Xia Tian's touch.

Her round, supple ass beckoned to him, a sight that made his own desire burn even hotter.

With his free hand, Xia Tian expertly delved into Nyx's slick, eager pussy, his fingers expertly exploring every contour, finding every sensitive spot that caused her to tremble with delight.

Their combined moans mingled, forming a tantalizing melody that echoed through the room.

With trillions of years of experience, the old fox knew exactly how to please a woman. His touch alone was enough to send them spiraling to the heights of ecstasy.

Each stroke, each brush of his fingers, sent shockwaves of pleasure through their bodies, building their arousal to dizzying heights.

The rankings were determined by their voluptuous breasts and mesmerizing hourglass figures, but if the level of beauty they possessed were included then the rankings would be reversed.

In this regard, Nyx held the top position, her exotic allure and captivating features making her an irresistible vision of sensuality. Xia Shuiyao, with her own intoxicating allure and well-endowed assets, followed closely behind.

As the intense session continued, the room filled with the intoxicating scent of sex. The primal sounds of flesh colliding and passionate cries filled the air, creating an atmosphere of uninhibited pleasure and carnal desire.

The women let go of all inhibitions, surrendering themselves completely to the tantalizing pleasure that only Xia Tian could provide.

Days turned into nights, and the room became a sanctuary of boundless pleasure, where every whim and desire was fulfilled.

Their bodies intertwined in a wild, passionate dance, pushing the boundaries of pleasure and exploring new heights of intimacy.

The first to succumb was Long Wanhui, her legs twitching uncontrollably as a stream of pleasure liquid trickled from her quivering core. "I-I can't go on, Tian..." she whispered breathlessly, her eyelids fluttering shut as she succumbed to unconsciousness.

Undeterred, Xia Tian pressed on, relentlessly pushing each woman to her limits.

It was Xia Shuiyao who followed suit, her body overwhelmed by the intensity of the experience. 

But Nyx, with her unwavering determination, outlasted them all as expected.

Two agonizing weeks dragged on like a torturous eternity.

Nyx relied solely on her physical and mental strength, her spirit unyielding.

Xia Tian knew that she could continue, her strength gradually depleting, unless he permitted her to harness her powers for recovery.

Meanwhile, Xia Shuiyao and Long Wanhui had already regained their strength, yet they remained nestled beneath the quilt, seeking warmth and solace in their shared embrace.

All three women clung to Xia Tian, creating a tender and harmonious tableau.

The room, saturated with the pungent odor of love juices, was desperately in need of cleaning.

Yet, strangely enough, none of them seemed bothered by it, even though it would have taken just a single spell to restore the room to cleanliness.

To their surprise, the room seemed to possess a self-cleansing mechanism, specifically designed by Xia Tian for their convenience.

Even the bewildering white liquid that had been splattered across the quilt, bed, and floor vanished into thin air.

The stains of breastmilk and the traces of blood also miraculously disappeared, as if wiped away by an invisible hand.

Their wild passion had taken a toll on their bodies, resulting in deep scratches and bleeding wounds.

Despite the chaos that had unfolded, everything was now immaculate and serene. The only sounds that filled the room were the rhythmic breaths of the three women, harmonizing with Xia Tian's steady exhalations.

If someone who hadn't witnessed the previous events firsthand were to enter the room, they would doubt that these four individuals had simply been engaged in a normal slumber.

This peculiar room was an absolute necessity for Xia Tian, who, upon regaining his former strength, would indulge in the company of beautiful women for years on end within its walls.

To spare themselves the disturbance of cleaning up after every encounter, Xia Tian had ingeniously designed this room.

As for the women who had been forced to endure such prolonged periods by his side, their fates could only be described as pleasurable hell.

Xia Tian, who had been staying in the same room for two weeks, stealthily slipped away from the clutches of the three women, their watchful eyes momentarily distracted.

Except for Nyx, the other two remained feigning sleep, engaged in a silent competition to outlast each other in this pretense.

The cause of their embarrassment?

Both had been compelled to contort their bodies into hundreds of new poses, desperate attempts to amuse him and deepen their understanding of dao.

Xia Tian deftly maneuvered through the labyrinthine corridors of the sprawling castle, until he finally reached the grand entrance of the immense hall.

Inside the dimly lit hall, positioned at its heart, a woman was bound by an intricate web of thousands of chains, rendering her motionless, as if she had long relinquished any hope of escape.

Her luxurious emerald locks cascaded down her back, flowing gracefully all the way to her knees, complemented by a pair of mesmerizing emerald eyes that held an otherworldly allure.

An air of defiance enveloped her, defying her restrained state, while she adorned a form-fitting white gown that accentuated her figure, revealing a subtle swell in her bosom and an alluring glimpse of cleavage.

At the faintest sound, without lifting her gaze, she spoke with a mixture of resignation and mocking amusement, "So, have you finally come to release me?" Her chuckle carried an undertone of bitter acceptance, knowing her words would fall on deaf ears.

Within these walls, the hearts of the inhabitants were callous, impervious to her pleas and actions, leaving her forever trapped within her torment.

As Xia Tian entered, a spark of surprise danced across his features, "Why would I set you free? I had no part in locking you away in the first place."

"What?" The Immortal Witch's countenance abruptly shifted, her head lifting in disbelief. "Am I witnessing mere illusions now? Why would he bother visiting this lowly slave?" She couldn't help but emit a cynical laugh.

"Witch, it seems your ability to reason has eroded with the passage of time spent in this place," Xia Tian asserted, striding forward until he stood mere inches away from her.

A sigh escaped the Immortal Witch's lips as she remarked, "Hah, now I even hear voices."

With Xia Tian's expression twitching slightly, he could no longer contain his frustration.

*Bam!*

"Ahh!"

"Although I don't want to beat women, you women always seem to find dumb things to do that deserve a beating," Xia Tian spoke with a thoughtful yet exasperated expression.

[Master, you don't like to beat women?]

'You idiot fairy, when have I ever beaten them?'

[Y-You clearly did, many times!]

'I didn't'

[You did, I saw with my own eyes.]

"You are blind."

[Master, why are you joking? Of course, I have two eyes!" The fairy retorted with a challenging voice.

Xia Tian grinned mischievously, 'You don't have two; I would pluck them out soon.'

The fairy's eyes widened in shock and horror at the dark humor.

!!

After a moment of confusion, the fairy's realization hit her like a bolt of lightning.

If she didn't have eyes, it clearly meant she hadn't witnessed Xia Tian beat anyone!

But wouldn't it mean he would pluck out her eyes!

*Hiss*

Her breath caught in her throat as she contemplated the dire consequence of her words.

Her eyes were more important than any argument with her master.

She obediently shut up, not daring to make another noise.

Meanwhile, the Immortal Witch finally seemed to recover from the pain and figured out that her long-lost master had indeed returned!

Her mesmerizing green eyes opened wide, pupils dilated, as she stared at him with a mix of confusion and overwhelming happiness!

Finally, she could escape from this accursed place! The prospect filled her heart with a glimmer of hope after enduring what felt like an eternity of captivity.