Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble!-Chapter 468: Absolute Control

Aisha shook her head, mouth agape.

"Oh, I see. That actually...makes sense?" She muttered, though her tone was more incredulous than convinced. "I mean, if you’re operating so many, uh...apparatuses, you’d lose more than just your modesty."

"Even a couple dozen would drain a normal mage dry. But you’re not even breaking a sweat, Cassius. That’s actually shocking. Wait—" She paused, peering at him suspiciously. "Since when were you even a mage? You never told us that."

Cassius just shrugged, flashing that maddeningly relaxed smile. "That’s because I’m not a mage. This doesn’t run on mana. Never did."

Aisha blinked, speechless. Skadi chimed in, her tail flicking with nervous energy.

"Then what is it, Master? Some kind of artifact? Ancient forbidden relic? Did you eat a magical octopus as a child?!"

Cassius actually laughed at that, waving his hand dismissively.

"No, no, nothing like that. If I had to put a name to it, I’d call it...a divine ability. Something gifted, not learned. A power that’s fueled by divine energy from the gods above"

This only added to the confusion. Julie stepped forward.

"Divine energy? You mean like Holy Energy or the Radiant Energy that the Church uses?"

"Not really." Cassius shook his head. "If the Church uses Holy Energy, then this would be much more on the opposite end of the spectrum—it would be much more unholy, actually. It’s not related to the Church at all."

Skadi let out a deep, heartfelt sigh of relief.

"Thank God! Thank God!" She practically swooned. "For a moment, I thought you were a priest or something! That would have been a horrible situation, as you wouldn’t be able to marry me later on!"

Aisha couldn’t help but cough into her hand.

Aisha gave her a deadpan look. "Don’t be an idiot, Skadi. With the stuff Cassius does, he’d get struck by lightning if he walked within a hundred feet of a church. His sins probably glow in the dark." She gave Cassius a wry smirk. "I mean, no offense, but you’re about as unholy as they come."

Julie was still watching Cassius closely, her concern lingering.

"If you’re not burning through mana, then what was that, earlier? I’ve never seen you collapse like that before, Cassius. You scared me, I thought something terrible had happened."

Skadi nodded rapidly, cheeks puffed out. "I was about to pick you up and run you to the village healer myself. You looked half-dead for a second there!"

Cassius ruffled Skadi’s hair with a soft chuckle.

"I appreciate the concern, really. But I’m fine. I wasn’t expecting so much pushback from controlling so many at once. It’s mentally exhausting, more than physically. The strain is...intense. First time I’ve ever had this many going at once." He glanced at the crowd, where tentacles were still busily at work. "But I’m used to it now."

But hearing this, Aisha shook her head, not entirely convinced.

"There’s no way, Cassius. You’re telling me you’re personally controlling every one of these things, at the same time? You’re not just...letting them run wild?"

"That’s exactly what I’m saying." He nodded, utterly matter-of-fact. "Each and every one of them. I can feel what they feel, see what they see, through every little sense. It’s like...splitting yourself a hundred ways and still remembering your name."

He winced slightly, as if remembering the initial overload.

"That’s why it’s so draining. Right now, for instance, I can feel the sensation of one tentacle rubbing someone’s nipples, another smacking a cute little backside, another one..."

He trailed off meaningfully, and a shiver went through the crowd.

Julie’s cheeks flared scarlet. "You mean you’re—? You can feel everything?"

He smirked. "Everything. And let me tell you, with all this stimulation, I’m probably the most overwhelmed person in this warehouse. Still, it’s the only way to make sure everyone gets what they need."

"There’s an art to this, you know. Each woman’s got her own little weakness, her own secret button, and only someone paying attention can really make it count."

Skadi, now thoroughly red in the face, mumbled.

"M-Master’s right. No offense, but if it were just a bunch of wild tentacles, we’d all end up disappointed. It’s only because Master knows exactly how to...um, target...that it actually works."

Aisha muttered, half in awe, half in disbelief. "You really are a monster, Cassius. A perverted, miraculous, crazy monster."

Cassius grinned. "I’ll take that as a compliment."

And just then from the crowd, a few women who had been listening, already breathless, faces flushed, laughed and nodded in agreement, one calling out.

"As long as you’re in control, young master, I don’t care how many arms you have!"

Another piped up. "This is the most excitement I’ve had in years. Can you keep going a bit longer? My husband could take a few lessons!"

Cassius turned to look at them, his smile widening.

"Of course, of course, ladies. I’ll do my best to please all of you."

His tone then shifted slightly, his voice dropping into something more darker as he said,

"But the fact that you’re even speaking right now means I’m not doing an adequate job." His eyes gleamed. "And I need to properly, thoroughly tease you and pressure you."

Before any of them could react, two tentacles shot forward, one for each of the women who had spoken.

The tentacles slid into their mouths, thick and unyielding, making them gag at the sudden intrusion. The women’s protests were muffled, their eyes widening as the tentacles began to fuck their throats, their bodies shuddering with a mix of shock and pleasure.

Up on the side, Julie crossed her arms and eyed Cassius with dry amusement.

"Well, I can’t say you didn’t deliver on your promise of pleasure."

She deadpanned, watching the squirming mass of tentacles and half-naked women, the scene almost surreal in its absurdity.

"But, Cassius, what about the actual mission? All this fun is well and good—but if we don’t collect enough bait, the Leviathan won’t bite."

Aisha nodded along, concern in her voice.

"She’s right, you know. I hope you didn’t forget the whole point of this was to fill the buckets and lure that monster out. Otherwise, this is just...well, this."

Skadi giggled, blushing furiously but unable to look away. "Yeah, Master, what about all the liquid gold? Are you even keeping track?"

Cassius only grinned and pointed with a flourish.

"Trust me, ladies, I’m always three steps ahead." He nodded toward the far side of the warehouse.

All three looked over. To their complete surprise, amidst the writhing bodies and the hundreds of pulsating tentacles—there were also steel buckets moving around.

These were the standard water buckets of the village, and they were being carried by another set of pale tentacles.

Whenever a woman reached her explosive climax and squirted, another tentacle, a collector, would instantly pivot and bring a bucket right next to the area of splash.

All of the expelled liquid would be sprayed directly into the bucket, neatly contained. The same efficient collection was happening everywhere.

Slowly, but surely, the buckets that were once empty started to fill up with the clear, precious fluid.

Aisha blinked in amazement. "You...really thought of everything." She shook her head, half-exasperated, half-impressed. "Those poor buckets...used to be for fresh well water. Who would have thought..."

"I don’t even want to think about washing those." Julie muttered under her breath.

But even as she said it, her lips curled up in a reluctant smile. After everything, she couldn’t help but admire Cassius’s relentless ingenuity, if not his shame.

Just as she was smiling about this profound realization, a practical concern struck her.

"Cassius!" She called, drawing his attention. "What exactly are we supposed to be doing? With how things are going, it seems like it will take a few hours, at least, for all the buckets to fill up."

She assumed he would give them a simple guard duty.

"Are we supposed to stand outside the warehouse and make sure nobody comes nearby?"

Cassius smiled, a truly suggestive smile.

"No, Julie. Well, at first I was thinking about pushing you all into the crowd and letting the tentacles take care of you, too."

All three women immediately protested, a chorus of shocked and scandalized cries.

"Wait! Hold on a minute!" Aisha sputtered. "You want us to, to take care of our business here? In the same building as this...this orgy of cephalopods and women?!"

Julie, rigid with professional shock protested as well.

"Absolutely not, Cassius! We are the Holy Guard! Our duty is protection and enforcement, not...not adding to the supply! This is an act of private necessity for the villagers, not a mandatory exercise for the military!"

Skadi, ever the loyal but desperate lover, was torn between duty and the sheer taboo of the act.

"Master! Please! I want to help you, of course I want to—but not with these weird tentacles! Just the thought of those things makes me want to shiver!"

"Alright, alright!" Cassius said, holding up a hand. "I knew you would say something like that. You are all so stubborn after all."

He snapped his fingers, and three tentacles immediately broke away from their duties, each gently carrying a pristine, empty steel bucket.

The tentacles handed the buckets over to the Holy Guard trio.

"That’s why I want you to take care of your business on your own." Cassius instructed, his voice firm. "Since you don’t want any assistance, I want you to take care of filling your own buckets yourselves."

"So, it’s either this, or being thrown into the bunch of tentacles...Choose whatever you want."

Cassius stated flatly, his voice cutting off their collective protest.

The three women’s eyes immediately darted to the chaos in the warehouse: the pale tentacles, thick as wrists, were now moving with a furious, relentless intensity, thoroughly pleasuring every woman.

The sight of the undulating appendages, clearly aiming for every possible orifice, made all three of them shudder violently. Humiliating as the self-service was—it was infinitely preferable to that tentacular assault.

Silenced by the threat, the Holy Guard accepted their buckets.

"You made the right decision."

Cassius said, his smile returning. Before they could move, he added,

"I’ll even help you out a little bit to start off."

Before Aisha and Skadi could even ask what he meant, Cassius moved with lightning speed. He went straight to Aisha and Skadi, sliding one hand into the front of each of their pants simultaneously.

To their utter disbelief, he immediately began fingering them in a frantic, demanding manner.

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

"Gloop!♡~ Drip!♡~ Splurt!♡~ Plop!♡~"

The sudden, furious stimulation made them gasp and immediately grab onto his arms for stability.

"M-Master...wait!" Aisha tried to protest, her voice tight with shock.

Skadi, already melting, moaned loudly. "Master! Master! I feel so good, Master!"

A sharp, electric need was building deep inside both of them when, abruptly—Cassius let go. He left them panting, their faces flushed, their knees trembling, and their hands involuntarily clutching the spot his fingers had just violated.

He then moved to Julie.

Before she could even process what had just happened to her companions, Cassius wrapped his arms around her and began kissing her in a deep, passionate, possessive manner.

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

At the same time, he slid one hand down into her pants and began fingering her aggressively, while his other hand went straight to her butthole, applying pressure and stimulation simultaneously.

The sudden, overwhelming triple-point stimulation, mouth, pussy, and ass, was too much. Julie became instantly and thoroughly wet, her knees buckling as she clung to him.

Cassius broke the kiss and let her go and all three women were now flustered, panting, and utterly drenched between the legs.

"Now..." Cassius said, his voice low and commanding. "You can go behind the stage and take care of your businesses. I expect at least half of those buckets to be filled up by the end of this. Go on."

A look of deep longing appeared in their eyes, a plea for him to stay, to thoroughly pleasure them himself until they were satisfied.

But Cassius was obviously busy, his mind focused on controlling the hundreds of tentacles. With a sigh of disappointed resolve, all three women turned and headed for the privacy of the backstage area.

Cassius looked after them, a proud smirk on his face—before he then realized a certain individual was not currently accounted for.