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

As the first rays of dawn crept through the tent's flaps, Aisha and Skadi lay sprawled on their backs, utterly spent, their bodies glistening with sweat and marked with faint bruises from the rough, relentless sex they'd endured all night.

Their chests heaved with shallow breaths, their eyes closed in exhausted slumber, their limbs limp as if drained of every ounce of energy.

Most telling of the marathon with Cassius was the state of their pussies—both swollen and glistening, completely filled with his thick, white cum, still slowly seeping out, trickling down their thighs and pooling onto the bed in sticky, creamy puddles.

Even now, their overfilled wombs seemed to pulse, unable to contain the sheer volume of his semen.

Cassius sat back on the edge of the bed, his own body slick with sweat but still buzzing with satisfaction. He chuckled, his eyes roaming over Aisha and Skadi's wrecked forms, the sight of their cum-soaked pussies making his cock twitch despite the night's exertions.

"Fuck, what a night." He muttered to himself, a smug grin spreading across his face. "These two took everything I gave them and then some...But damn, are they gonna be able to hunt that Leviathan today? They're fucked out cold."

His amusement was tinged with concern—but another matter tugged at his mind, drawing his gaze to the edge of the bed where Julie laid.

"Julie!~ Oh Julie!~" He called softly, his voice teasing but firm. "I know you're not sleeping, you sneaky little pervert...Come over here, I wanna talk."

Julie's body jerked, a shiver running through her as she tried to feign sleep, her shoulders tensing before she settled back down, pretending to be out cold...But Cassius wasn't having it.

"Don't play dumb with me, Julie." He said, his voice low and threatening. "If you don't get your ass over here, I'm telling Aisha and Skadi everything—how their high-and-mighty Captain was flicking her bean all night, getting off to them getting fucked senseless."

"How you're a dirty little cuckold who loves watching her sisters take cock while you rub that wet pussy of yours."

Julie jolted upright, her face burning as the blanket fell away, revealing her naked body, her full breasts heaving, her golden bush glistening with the evidence of her arousal. She turned to face him, her eyes wide with panic and embarrassment.

"C-Cassius, you wouldn't!" She stammered, her voice a hushed whisper, desperate to keep Aisha and Skadi from hearing. "Please, don't tell them!"

Cassius chuckled, patting his lap as he gestured for her to come closer. "Then get over here, Julie. Sit that juicy ass on my lap, and let's talk about what's going on with you."

Julie hesitated, her cheeks burning as she clutched the blanket, her instinct to hide warring with the knowledge that Cassius held all the cards. With a reluctant sigh, she crawled over, her heavy breasts swinging with each movement, her round buttocks swaying enticingly.

She then settled onto his lap, sitting sideways, her soft, naked curves pressing against his chest, her thighs brushing against his semi-hard cock, which twitched against her skin.

She flushed deeper, her body tensing at the contact, but Cassius just chuckled, wrapping an arm around her waist.

"Calm down, Julie." He teased, his voice low and warm. "This cock's not gonna bite you, not right now, anyway. I just wanna talk. But first…"

His eyes flicked to the spot where she'd been lying, a grin spreading across his face.

Julie followed his gaze and the moment she saw what he was staring at, her heart sank—as she saw the bedsheet where she'd been, drenched in a massive, glistening puddle, so wet it looked like she'd pissed herself.

The stain was unmistakable, a testament to her relentless self-pleasure. Her face burned hotter, and she buried it in her hands, mortified.

Cassius chuckled, wrapping an arm around her, pulling her closer until her breasts pressed fully against his chest.

"Well, damn, Julie." He said, his voice dripping with amusement. "You're a grown-ass woman, Captain of the Holy Guard, with a reputation that could make gods jealous, and you peed the bed?"

"I mean, look at that puddle, fucking massive! What am I supposed to tell Nala and her grandma when they see this? That the fearless Captain who they looked up to soaked the sheets like a kid?"

But Julie shook her head frantically, her voice a flustered squeak.

"No, Cassius, it's not like that!" She protested, her eyes wide. "I'm not a child! I haven't peed myself since I was four, okay? That's not...That's not pee!"

"Oh, yeah? If it's not pee, then what the hell is it, Julie?" Cassius raised an eyebrow, his grin teasing. "Come on, spit it out, or I'm not gonna know."

She gulped, her body trembling with embarrassment, as she knew he was teasing her. But still, her voice barely a whisper as she looked like she might cry came out

"It's...It's my squirt."

She admitted, her words stumbling out in a shy, humiliated rush.

"It's the stuff that came out of my pussy, not pee! I was...I was squirting all night, okay? Over and over, every time I touched myself watching you have your way with Aisha and Skadi. That's what made the puddle, it's my...my cum, not anything else!"

"...And it's sticky, not like pee at all, you can check if you don't believe me!"

Cassius chuckled, shaking his head at her reaction.

"No need, Julie, I trust you." He said, his voice dripping with amusement. "But damn, that's a lot of squirt. I mean, a woman's ejaculate usually comes in small spurts...but that puddle? It's like you flooded the place. How the hell did you even squirt that much?"

Julie's face burned, her voice barely audible as she confessed.

"That's...That's because I didn't just squirt once. I was...I was touching myself all night, Cassius."

"E-Every time I heard Aisha and Skadi moaning, heard you thrusting into them, filling their pussies with your cum, I'd cum again. I squirted over and over, and it just...built up into that puddle."

She glanced at the stain, her embarrassment mingling with a strange pride.

"I see, that makes sense." Cassius nodded his head before continuing to make her confess everything on her own, by asking with intrigue, "But I am curious, Julie. What the hell were you doing to squirt that much?"

"...Tell me exactly how you were pleasuring that pussy of yours to make such a mess."

Julie gulped, her body heating up under his gaze, but she couldn't back out now.

"I...I was rubbing my little bean, slow at first, then faster."

She admitted, her voice trembling with shame and arousal.

"I'd push two fingers deep inside my pussy, curling them to hit that spot that makes me shake. And I was pinching my nipples, twisting them, pulling them hard."

"Every time you fucked Aisha or Skadi, every time I heard them scream, I'd cum again, squirting all over the sheets. It just...kept happening."

Cassius's grin widened, his cock twitching against her thigh.

"Fuck, that's hot." He said, his voice thick with arousal. "Now, let's see this pussy that made such a mess. Show me, Julie, spread those legs and let me see the weapon that soaked my sheets."

Julie hesitated, but his commanding tone left no room for argument.

Slowly, she spread her legs, revealing her plump, juicy pussy, still wet and swollen from her night of self-pleasure. The lips were glistening, her clit engorged, the entire area battered and bruised from her relentless fingering.

"This...this is it." She mumbled, her voice barely audible. "T-This is the pussy that made that mess."

Cassius whistled, his eyes locked on her dripping cunt.

"Damn, Julie, that pussy looks like it's been through a war." He teased. "All wet and bruised from you abusing it all night...But I'm curious, can it really squirt like you say?"

Before she could respond—he suddenly slid two fingers deep into her pussy, his touch sudden and firm, making her gasp as her walls clenched around him.

"Oh, Cassius! W-What are you—Ahhh!♡~"

Julie moaned, her body jerking as his fingers pumped in and out, curling to hit her sensitive spot with ruthless precision.

"Schlurp!♡~ Splish!♡~ Splat!♡~ Squish!♡~"

He worked her pussy in a frenzy, his thumb circling her clit, his fingers squelching in her slick heat.

"Gloop!♡~ Drip!♡~ Splurt!♡~ Plop!♡~"

And in response, her hips bucked against his hand, her breasts bouncing as she clung to his shoulders, her moans growing louder.

"That's it, Julie." He growled, his voice thick with satisfaction. "Let that pussy squirt for me. Show me how you soaked those sheets."

His fingers thrust faster, his thumb pressing harder on her clit, driving her toward the edge—

"Thwap!♡~ Schlurp!♡~ Squish!♡~ Sploosh!♡~"

—to which Julie's body trembled, her pussy clenching as pleasure overwhelmed her.

"God, Cassius, I'm gonna—!"

"Slosh!♡~ Splish!♡~ Glug!♡~ Squelch!♡~"

Her words cut off in a scream as her orgasm hit—her pussy squirting a hot, sticky stream of fluid onto his hand, dripping down his wrist and onto the bed.

She shook in his lap, her nails digging into his shoulders, her face flushed with embarrassment and ecstasy.

Meanwhile, Cassius laughed, pulling his fingers out, slick with her juices, and held her close as she panted.

"Fuck, Julie, you weren't kidding." He said, his voice warm with approval. "This pussy's a goddamn fountain...No wonder you made such a mess."

Julie buried her face in his chest, her body still trembling. "I...I told you." She mumbled, her voice shy but satisfied. "But you still made me squirt right in front of. It's so embarrassing…"

"Embarrassed? Nah, Julie, there's nothing to be ashamed of." He said, his tone reassuring, almost tender. "It's only natural for a woman to squirt when she's feeling good, you know? You could squirt out a whole damn pool of that sweet love juice, and I wouldn't bat an eye...Hell, I'd probably cheer you on."

His words carried a playful warmth, easing the tension in her shoulders, her body relaxing against him as relief washed over her, soothing her frayed nerves.

But before she could respond, Cassius continued, his voice taking on a thoughtful edge as he said,

"And the same way I don't judge how easily you squirt all over the place—I can assure you that I don't this recently gained fetish that you seemed to have acquired, even though it's a bit bizzare."

Julie shivered, her chest tightening as relief washed through her. His words, so casual, so utterly unbothered, made her heart flutter. She peeked up at him through her lashes, whispering.

"You...You really mean that?"

"Of course I do." Cassius chuckled, leaning down to kiss her damp hair before going on to say, "Look, I don't mostly care about anyone's kinks, mine or yours."

"Humans are messy, Julie. We all got weird desires, fetishes that'd make most folks blush...Shit, I've got a million of 'em myself, some so filthy you'd probably keel over if I told you even one."

He grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"Point is, it's normal to want what gets you going, no matter how freaky it seems, so what you're feeling right now is completely fine and there's no need to feel embarrassed about it all."

Julie's heart quickened, a spark of excitement flaring in her chest as she processed his words, as she couldn't help but think that maybe Cassius was also like her...And maybe...Maybe he shared the same fetish as well, which would make her feel so much better.

So, to see if she had a partner in crime, she leaned forward slightly, her voice careful but curious.

"So, wait Cassius...does that mean you've got a fetish like mine? Like...do you get off watching someone you care about having their way with someone else?"

Her eyes searched his, hopeful, seeking a connection in their shared secrets.

But instead Cassius's expression shifted, his eyes narrowing, a cold edge creeping into his voice.

"What are you saying, Julie." He said sharply, his tone cold like a breeze in a winter storm. "There's no way in fucking hell I'd ever have a disgusting fetish like that."

"I can't even stand the thought of another man getting off on watching his woman get fucked by someone else...Just thinking about it makes me wanna puke, so to say that I feel the same is honestly offensive and degrading towards me."

His dark eyes narrowed, his disgust palpable, as if the mere idea offended his core.

And seeing his reaction, Julie's chest hollowed out, her breath catching as a wave of shame crashed over her. His words felt like a slap, her heart sinking as she realized he was calling her deepest desire disgusting.

Her eyes stung, her throat tightening as she struggled to find words, feeling exposed and degraded, her vulnerability laid bare.

But of course, Cassius noticed this immediately. His grip tightened, pulling her against him.

"Julie." He said quickly, his voice softening. "Don't misunderstand...I wasn't talking about you."

She blinked, confused, her tears clinging to her lashes. "But...you just said…"

"I was speaking as a man." Cassius interrupted firmly. "About another man letting his woman get fucked by someone else. As a man, that shit's despicable to me, as unlike those bastards, I love my family, my girls, too much to even entertain it."

He tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze, his eyes warm but intense.

"But you? A woman—a woman I like and who likes me back, getting off on watching me fuck someone else? That's...fuck, that's honestly thrilling."

He then sighed before saying with a genuine look in his eyes,

"I know I definitely sound like a hypocrite, right now. It's a double standard, I know...But when it comes to women? When it comes to you? I really don't mind at all...I welcome it."

Julie's lips parted, stunned. "You...you mean that?"

"Of course...I wouldn't lie about something like this." He said, his voice low and teasing, before then admitting, "But I wasn't expecting you, of all people, to have a kink like that—but fuck, it's a pleasant surprise."

"Knowing you were in the corner, rubbing that wet pussy, squirting all over the sheets while I fucked your sisters?...That's one of the dirtiest things I've ever heard. Kept my cock rock-hard all night, knowing you were getting off on it."

He shifted slightly, his semi-hard cock pressing against her thigh, making her gasp as she felt its heat.

"Hell, it's still hard now, just talking about it."

Julie's face burned, but a wave of happiness flooded her, washing away the lingering shame.

Her heart swelled, the fear of rejection fading as his acceptance wrapped around her like a warm embrace.

And overcome with emotion, she leaned forward—her lips suddenly crashing against his in a sudden, passionate kiss that came out of nowhere.

"Mmm!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~"

Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, her naked breasts pressing into his chest as she kissed him deeply, her tongue dancing with his in a fervent, needy rhythm, while Cassius was completely caught off guard by her sudden attack.

"Kiss!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Nibble!♡~"

When she finally pulled back, breathless, his eyes gleamed with amused satisfaction.

"And what was that for?" He teased, brushing a strand of her golden hair from her face.

"I...I honestly thought you'd hate me for it...For this weird hobby of mine." She admitted, her eyes glistening with vulnerability. "It's such a strange feeling, liking...this. Watching you with them, getting off on it. Not many people would understand, you know.

"I mean even I don't and I was so scared you'd think I was disgusting. But you...you just accepted it, so easily. And because of that I'm so happy, Cassius, and I-I had to show you how much that means."

Cassius smiled, his eyes softening as he cupped her face, his thumb brushing her cheek.

"You're fucking adorable, you know that?" He said, his voice warm with affection. "And I already told you once, but I'll tell you again, I really don't give a shit how weird your kink is, Julie...It's hot, it's you, and I'm all for it."

His expression then shifted, a spark of intrigue lighting his eyes as he tilted his head.

"But now I'm curious. How the hell did you end up with a fetish like this? When did it start? Have you been getting off on watching your sisters be passionate with me forever, or is this some new thing you just figured out?"

"...Tell me, what made you the way you are?"