Ultimate Villain's Return as a Doctor in the Cultivation World-Chapter 70- What a Cuck...

His fingers snapped—a sharp, clear sound—

And thirty feet away, hidden behind a hedge—

Wei Chen’s body froze.

Not paralyzed. He could still see, hear, breathe, even think.

But his body wouldn’t respond to commands. His legs wouldn’t move. His arms stayed locked at his sides. His mouth remained closed no matter how hard he tried to scream.

And from his position—

He had a perfect view through a gap in the hedge.

Could see Zhang Yue on her knees. Could see Cang standing over her, cock in hand. Could see everything.

’No—’ Wei Chen’s mind screamed. ’NO—what is he—?!’

"Open your mouth," Cang commanded, attention back on Yue.

"I won’t—" she started to protest—

But his hand in her hair yanked her head back, forcing her to look up at him, and the dominance in his golden eyes made her breath catch.

"Open. Your. Mouth." Each word was punctuated, leaving no room for argument.

And slowly—hating herself, trembling, tears stinging her eyes—

Zhang Yue’s mouth opened.

Just slightly. Barely wide enough for—

THRUST.

Cang didn’t wait. Didn’t ease in gently. Just shoved his cock into her open mouth in one brutal motion, the thick shaft stretching her lips impossibly wide, the head hitting the back of her throat immediately—

"MMMPPPHHHH—!!"

Her scream was muffled around his cock, eyes going wide with shock, hands flying up to grab his thighs instinctively, trying to push away—

But he held her firmly, hand in her hair controlling her completely.

"Breathe through your nose," he instructed calmly, as if not currently choking her with his dick. "And don’t bite. Unless you want to lose all your teeth."

Thirty feet away—

Wei Chen’s eyes went impossibly wide, horror and rage and helplessness crashing through him as he watched the woman he’d planned to marry—

Gagging on another man’s cock.

’NO NO NO—YUE—FIGHT HIM—BITE HIM—DO SOMETHING—!!’

But she wasn’t fighting.

Not really.

Yes, her hands were on Cang’s thighs. Yes, her nails dug in slightly. Yes, tears streamed down her face.

But she wasn’t biting. Wasn’t trying to seriously hurt him.

Just—enduring.

"Move your tongue," Cang instructed, his voice conversational despite the obscene act. "Lick the underside. Yes—like that—good girl."

And Zhang Yue—virgin, inexperienced, terrified—

Obeyed.

Her tongue moved hesitantly, sliding along the underside of his shaft where it filled her mouth completely, tasting salt and musk and something else—something that made her head feel fuzzy.

’I’m—I’m sucking his—oh gods I’m actually—’

"Now bob your head," he continued. "Take it deeper. As deep as you can."

She tried to shake her head, tried to indicate no—

But his hand pushed, forcing her face forward, and his cock slid deeper—

GLCK—!!

Past her tongue. Past her soft palate. Hitting the back of her throat and pushing through—

"GLLCCKK—!! HCCKKK—!!"

She gagged violently, throat convulsing around his cockhead, trying desperately to expel the intrusion, but he held her firmly.

"Relax your throat," he said. "Let it in. You can take it."

’I can’t—I can’t breathe—it’s too big—too much—’

But her body was responding. Her throat slowly, reluctantly relaxing, and his cock slid another inch deeper—

She could feel it. Feel the thick shaft distending her throat. Feel the way her neck bulged slightly where his cock pushed through.

And thirty feet away—

Wei Chen was crying.

Silent tears streaming down his frozen face, unable to even wipe them away, forced to watch as the woman he’d considered his future wife was used like a—like a—

’WHORE—she looks like a WHORE—on her knees—with his—with his COCK in her mouth—!!’

But beneath the rage—

Arousal.

Shameful, horrifying, unwanted arousal as he watched Yue’s lips stretched impossibly wide around that massive shaft, watched her throat bulge, watched her tears stream down her flushed face.

’I’m—I’m getting hard—?! NO—I don’t—I’m not—!!’

But he was. His own pathetic cock stirring in his pants as he watched his fiancée being violated.

Cang’s eyes flicked toward Wei Chen’s hiding spot, and his smirk widened.

’He’s watching. Good. Let him see what he lost.’

"Deeper," Cang commanded, and thrust his hips forward—

"GLLCCKKKHHHKKK—!!"

Zhang Yue’s eyes rolled back as his cock forced itself down her throat completely, her nose pressing against his pelvis, his heavy balls resting against her chin.

She was fully impaled. Throat completely filled. Unable to breathe. Vision starting to darken—

Then he pulled back, letting her gasp desperately around his shaft.

"HAAAHHHCKKK—PLEASE—!!" Her voice was wrecked, hoarse and desperate. "I can’t—too much—please—!!"

"You can," he said firmly. "And you will. Because this is what you chose when you took my hand."

He thrust again—

GLCK GLCK GLCK!!

Faster now. Brutal. Using her mouth like a toy, his cock pistoning in and out of her throat with wet, obscene sounds that echoed through the quiet garden.

Her hands slapped against his thighs desperately—not fighting, just trying to brace herself, trying to endure—

Drool poured from her stretched lips, running down her chin, dripping onto her chest and soaking the front of her binding.

Her face was crimson, tear-stained, completely debauched.

And thirty feet away—

Wei Chen could only watch.

Watch as his fiancée was throat-fucked by another man. Watch as she gagged and choked and cried. Watch as that monster smiled and looked directly at him through the gap in the hedge—

Making eye contact.

Letting Wei Chen know he knew he was watching.

Letting him know this was intentional.

"YOU BASTARD—!!"

Wei Chen tried to scream, but the sound died in his frozen throat, emerging only as a strangled whimper.

Tears streamed down his face. Rage boiled in his chest. His cock was fully hard now despite his horror, tenting his expensive robes obscenely.

’I’ll kill him—I’ll KILL him—I’ll—!!’

But he couldn’t even move.

Could only watch as Cang’s pace increased, as Yue’s gagging intensified, as—

"GLCCKKK—HCKKK—MMMPPPHHH—!!"

"Almost there," Cang said, his voice finally showing strain. "Going to cum in your virgin throat. Going to pump it full of my seed. And you’re going to SWALLOW."

"MMMPPPHHHNNNGGHH—!!" Her eyes widened with panic, trying to shake her head, but his grip was steel—

And he thrust one final time, burying himself completely in her throat—

SPLLLRRRTTT~!!

His cock erupted.

Load after thick, hot load pumping directly down her throat, bypassing her mouth entirely, flooding straight into her stomach.

SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT!

Zhang Yue’s eyes went white, rolling back completely as her throat convulsed around his shaft, trying desperately to swallow the sheer volume—

But there was too much. Way too much.

Cum backed up, flooding her mouth, overflowing around her stretched lips, gushing from her nose as her airways filled—

"HCCCKKKKGGGLLLLHHHH—!!"

She was drowning in his cum, unable to breathe, unable to swallow fast enough, body convulsing—

Finally he pulled out, and she collapsed forward onto her hands, coughing violently, cum pouring from her mouth and nose in thick ropes.

"HAAACCKKK—CCKKK—" She gasped desperately for air between coughs, face down on the stone pathway, drool and cum pooling beneath her.

And Cang—

Stood over her, cock still hard, dripping the last drops of cum onto her hair, and turned his gaze directly toward where Wei Chen was frozen.

Made direct eye contact through the hedge.

And smiled.

A cruel, victorious smile that said:

’She’s mine now. And there’s nothing you can do about it.’

Then—loud enough for Wei Chen to hear clearly—

He spoke:

"Let’s go home," Cang said, reaching down to stroke Yue’s hair almost tenderly. "I’ll bloom your pussy and make you a woman. Turn you from virgin to my personal cumdump. Would you like that?"

Thirty feet away—

Something inside Wei Chen shattered.

Not metaphorically. He felt it—a actual snap in his mind as the image burned itself into his memory permanently:

Zhang Yue. On her knees. Face covered in cum and tears. Looking up at Cang with an expression that was broken but also—

Accepting.

’No—’ Wei Chen’s thought was weak, defeated. ’No no no she can’t—she wouldn’t—’

But she did.

Because Zhang Yue—still gasping, still coughing, still trembling—

Looked up at Cang and nodded.

Just slightly. Barely perceptible.

But unmistakable.

"YES."

And Wei Chen screamed.

Or tried to. The sound that emerged from his frozen throat was barely a whimper, but in his mind it was a howl of pure anguish—

As he watched Cang help Yue to her feet, watched him wipe the cum from her face almost tenderly, watched him pull her close and kiss her—

A deep, possessive kiss that she returned.

Wei Chen’s vision blurred with tears. His cock was still hard despite everything, and that shame mixed with the rage and heartbreak into something toxic.

’I’ll kill him. Somehow. Some way. I’ll kill him and take her back and—’

But even as he thought it, he knew it was a lie. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Because he’d felt that man’s power. Had been crushed by a mere fraction of his aura. Had watched him destroy a table with a gesture.

He couldn’t fight him. Couldn’t challenge him. Couldn’t do anything.

Except watch.

Watch as Cang led Zhang Yue out of the garden, her hand in his, cum still dripping from her chin, walking willingly toward whatever fate awaited her.

Watch as the woman he’d planned to marry chose another man. Chose to become that man’s whore.

Watch as his entire future crumbled.

And when Cang’s binding finally released—when Wei Chen’s body could move again—

He collapsed.

Fell to his knees in the dirt behind the hedge, sobbing openly, one hand moving to his hard cock almost unconsciously, and—

’No—I won’t—I’m not going to—’

But his hand was already moving, stroking himself through his robes, replaying that image—

Yue’s face. Stretched lips. Throat bulging. Tears streaming.

"FUCK—!!"

He came in his pants like a teenager, cum soaking through his expensive robes, adding humiliation to heartbreak.

And in the distance, already too far to hear—

Cang and Zhang Yue walked toward town, toward her home, toward the bed where he would claim her completely.

Where he would take her virginity. Make her scream. Make her his.

And Wei Chen could do nothing but kneel in the dirt and cry.

"Hic... fuck fuck... N-NO! SHE IS MY WOMAN!"