Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble!

Julie's nails dug faintly into the log beneath her as her mind swirled.

She hated it, how her heart was fluttering, how her breath hitched each time Cassius's hand lingered on her, how the sting on her butt mixed with this heat in her chest until she couldn't tell the difference between humiliation and hunger.

Her pride screamed at her to resist, to keep her head high, to refuse him.

But her body betrayed her; her hips had lifted all on their own, her ass arched high, trembling in the firelight as if begging for another slap.

She swallowed hard, eyes glistening, and whispered in a ragged voice. "C-Cassius...I...I want you to spank me again…"

Cassius's brows rose, his lips curling slowly. He let the silence hang for a breath, just to watch her squirm, then shook his head.

"No, Julie. Not like that. You don't just lift your ass and expect me to hand it out." He leaned closer, his hand brushing her burning cheek. "If you want it...then beg for it. Properly."

Her face went scarlet. "W-What? Beg?!"

"Yes." He said firmly, almost soothingly, as his hand glided over the curve of her reddened flesh. "Beg me for your spanking. Beg like a naughty knight who knows she deserves it. I want to hear it from your lips."

Julie buried her face in her arms, groaning in shame. Her voice cracked as she protested.

"T-That's too embarrassing, Cassius, I can't—"

SMACK!

The sudden slap made her yelp. "Ahhhhnn!♡~" Her whole body jolted. He hadn't even waited.

"Wrong answer." He said sharply. "Beg."

Julie squirmed, cheeks wet with tears now, her words spilling out in panic.

"P-Please, Cassius, please spank me again! I'll beg, I'm begging now! I'm sorry I ruined the stew, I'm sorry I disobeyed you, I'll never do it again, just, just spank me, please!"

He chuckled low, rubbing her ass in lazy strokes as if weighing her words. "That's better...but still not enough. Beg me like you mean it."

Her voice trembled as she whimpered.

"I-I deserve it...I'm a bad girl, a bad knight...I didn't follow orders, and I know I need to be punished...So please, Cassius, please spank me until I learn my lesson…"

SMACK!

Her body lurched forward, a strangled cry tearing from her lips. "Aaaaahhh!♡~ Y-Yes, yes, I deserved that!♡~"

"That's more like it." He said smoothly, raising his hand again. "Now tell me why you're begging."

Her thighs pressed together, her whole body quivering as she sobbed out.

"Because I want to make you proud! Because I don't want you to hate me! Because...b-because I want to be your good girl!"

SMACK! SMACK!

Two sharp blows in quick succession, one on each cheek, made her howl, her ass bouncing beneath his hand.

Cassius leaned down, his breath hot against her ear. "Then prove it. Keep begging. Keep accepting. Show me you'll take every slap like a knight who craves discipline."

Her tears wet her flushed cheeks as she nodded frantically, gasping. "I-I'll take it, Cassius, I'll take it all! Please don't stop! Please spank me more, I'll be good, I'll be better, just don't stop!"

SMACK!

Her moan tore from her throat, trembling, shameful, but undeniably needy: "Aahhhhnn, Cassius!♡~"

Julie's moans melted into ragged whimpers, her voice breaking each time her hips jerked from another sharp smack. And yet, she kept sticking her ass out, kept wiggling it, presenting it like an offering.

"P-Please...Cassius...more...punish me more…!♡~" She gasped, her tone fevered, needy.

And Cassius, grinning despite the sting in his own palm, obliged.

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

Each blow rang out in the firelit camp, her once-pristine skin now flushed a blazing scarlet.

He lost count of the number of times his hand came down, lost himself in the rhythm of her cries and the way her flesh bounced and quivered under his strikes.

Julie had also given up every ounce of resistance. She begged for her ass to be smacked, over and over, not because she enjoyed the pain, but because she craved the warmth of his approval, because she wanted him to be proud of her.

And every time she asked, Cassius answered with another punishing slap.

SMACK!

By the time he finally slowed, her ass looked as if it had been roasted over open flame.

Bright red, swollen in patches, fingerprints layered across her skin like branded marks of ownership. It looked battered, bruised, almost too much.

Seeing this, even Cassius hesitated, his hand hovering. Even the faintest graze across her raw skin made Julie shudder violently, her whole body twitching as if she were being shocked.

And he...he too was exhausted. His hand throbbed from the countless blows, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. And there she was, draped across his lap, her body limp, her eyes glazed over, her lips parted as she panted weakly.

For a fleeting moment he thought he had broken her, completely shattered the proud knight who always stood tall.

But then her lips moved.

"Cassius…" Her voice was dazed, dreamy, yet carrying a strange clarity. "I...I have something to confess."

He blinked, caught off guard. That was the last thing he expected to hear. "Confess?" He echoed, amusement creeping into his tone.

Julie nodded slowly, her voice trembling like a sinner in a church pew. "Y-Yes...I've done bad things. To you. And I need to...to tell you everything."

Cassius tilted his head, the corners of his lips curling in intrigue. "Julie, I was only punishing you for disobedience and acceptance. I didn't ask for confessions."

But she shook her head stubbornly, her face flushed with shame. "N-No, I have to. I can't keep it inside anymore. I feel like...like you're my p-priest, and I'm your sinner, at the moment."

"...So, please...please let me tell you what's on my mind, since I can't bear it anymore."

For a moment he could only stare, then a slow, amused smile spread across his lips.

This woman, his knight, was unraveling before him in ways he hadn't expected. He brushed his hand gently over her hair, smoothing it back from her face, his tone taking on that low, pastoral weight.

"Very well then, little sinner." He said in a soft, pastoral murmur. "Confess to me your sins. Tell me everything you've done wrong...and I'll decide if you deserve forgiveness."

Her body shuddered as though the words themselves pulled it out of her. She swallowed, lowering her voice to a trembling whisper.

"Well, to start, earlier...at the festival...while everyone was dancing and drinking...a group of girls came to me. Girls of marriageable age. They asked about you."

Cassius raised a brow, curious. "About me?"

She nodded frantically, shame pooling in her eyes.

"They wanted to know...if you were handsome beneath your scarf and mask. They kept glancing at you, blushing, giggling. They wanted to know if you were worth their attention."

"And what did you tell them?" Cassius asked, his smile tugging wider as though he already guessed.

Julie's cheeks burned hotter than her butt.

"I-I should have told them the truth. I should have said yes. I should have said you were the most handsome man I've ever known." Her voice cracked as she went on. "But...but I didn't. I didn't want them to know. I didn't want them to come close to you...So I lied."

"I said you were ugly...scarred, with warts and pimples all over your face. I said your face was so ruined that they wouldn't even want to look at you."

Cassius blinked, then chuckled low, a rich sound full of amusement. "You told them I was hideous?"

Julie whimpered, looking at him with watery eyes.

"I know it's wrong. I know I shouldn't lie. Especially not as a knight, as a leader who should be honest with the people."

"But when I saw their faces fall, when they stopped looking at you, when they stopped blushing and giggling...I felt relieved. I felt...good. Like I had kept you away from them."

Cassius couldn't hold back the grin spreading across his face.

This proud knight, confessing to petty jealousy as though it were mortal sin, broken across his lap with her ass blazing red, it was almost too rich. He let out a slow breath, leaning close until his lips brushed her ear, his voice like velvet.

"So...you lied to keep other women away from me." His fingers stroked her hair again, tender despite his words. "You slandered me, called me hideous...because you couldn't stand the thought of anyone else wanting me."

Julie squeezed her eyes shut, nodding, trembling. "Y-Yes. Yes, Cassius...I did. I couldn't help it."

"And now you want me to punish you for it." He murmured, his palm brushing the heat of her swollen ass. "To spank this jealous little knight even more...for wanting me all to herself."

Her whimper was barely audible, but the desperate nodding of her head said it all.

But Cassius didn't spank her like she was waiting for and instead leaned closer, his lips ghosting near her ear, his tone equal parts priestly and predatory.

"Then confess every sinful thought you've had about me tonight...and I'll make sure your penance matches your crimes."

The reason why Cassius said this was because he found this rather amusing, how she was being so honest, and he wanted to hear the rest of her sins.

But Julie herself was having her own thoughts and thinking that he was saying so because he was going to give her the most ultimate punishment later on, and he was saving up so he could thoroughly give her a proper punishment later, which made her shiver in anticipation...