Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble!-Chapter 472: Nooo! There’s A Hole!

Aisha stepped forward reluctantly, her tail flicking anxiously.

"Alright." She muttered, carrying her bucket with both hands like it weighed far more than it did. "Don’t...Don’t be disappointed, okay?"

"We’ll see." Cassius raised an eyebrow.

She set the bucket before him and took off the lid.

Inside, the amount was small, barely one-fifth full, maybe twenty percent.

Cassius tilted his head, inspecting it silently for a moment. Aisha squirmed under his gaze.

"I said don’t be disappointed, Cassius!" She blurted out quickly. "I really did try my best, I promise! I tried as hard as I could to make as much as possible—but this is all that came out. I can’t produce as much as Captain can, she’s...she’s just different, stronger than me! I swear I tried everything."

Hearing this, Cassius’s expression softened. He reached out and patted her gently on the head, his voice warm.

"It’s alright, Aisha." He said. "You did your best. I know you did." His lips twitched in faint amusement. "Besides, I already knew you wouldn’t produce too much with how tiny your pussy is."

"Y-You—!" Aisha squeaked, face going warm again.

She then turned away quickly, clutching her bucket and scurrying back to her spot while Skadi snorted softly, trying not to laugh.

Cassius then turned to her next, eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"And now." He said. "My adorable little puppy. Come on, Skadi. Let’s see what you’ve brought me."

Unlike the others, Skadi didn’t shy away.

Her tail wagged instantly, and she grinned, stepping forward eagerly with her bucket in hand.

"Yes, Master!" She chirped. "I really did my best! I wanted to make you proud, so I went all out! I fetched as much as I could—I worked really hard!"

"Oh, that’s good, Skadi." Cassius smiled approvingly. "Let’s see then."

With an excited little bounce, Skadi set her bucket down, lifted the lid with a flourish, and looked up at him expectantly, eyes shining like she was about to present a masterpiece.

Cassius leaned over.

But then his smile dropped.

His brows furrowed.

"...Skadi?" He said slowly.

Skadi blinked.

"What’s wrong, Master? Are you not impressed?"

He pointed.

"Look."

She followed his finger.

The bucket...was empty.

Completely.

No liquid. Not a drop.

Her ears perked, then flattened.

"W-Wait! What?! Where is it?! Where’s my product?! It was full—I saw it!" She panicked, spinning the bucket around as if the contents might magically reappear. "I swear it was there before! I worked so hard! I filled it! Where did it go?!"

Then she whipped her head toward Aisha, her voice rising.

"You! You damn cat! Did you steal my product?! It was you wasn’t it, you thieving cat!"

Aisha flared, face burning.

"What?! Me?! You dumb dog, why would I—!?"

But before she could finish, she stomped closer and peered at the bucket.

Then she blinked, leaned in further, and frowned.

"Skadi." She said dryly. "Look down."

Skadi hesitated, then bent over and looked closer, and her eyes went wide again.

At the very bottom of the metal bucket, glinting faintly in the lantern light, was a small hole. Tiny, but clean through.

All the liquid she’d worked so hard for had drained out.

"Wh—noooooo!" She wailed. "There’s a hole! A hole! All my bait, it’s gone! It’s all gone!"

Her ears flattened, her tail drooped, and she looked utterly crushed. Tears welled at the corners of her eyes as she turned back to Cassius, voice trembling.

"I-I’m so sorry, Master, I didn’t mean for this to happen! I really worked hard, I promise! There was a lot, I swear there was—but, but it must’ve leaked out, I didn’t even see the hole, I—" She hiccuped, rubbing her eyes with her hands. "I’m so sorry, Master...please forgive me..."

But Cassius only wrapped his arms firmly around Skadi’s trembling shoulders, his voice deep and steady as he soothed her.

"It’s alright, Skadi, it’s alright. No need for tears, little pup. I know you did your best, you always do." He stroked her hair, then cupped her jaw, smiling. "You put your whole heart into it, I can tell."

"...Especially since even though it all leaked out, I can still smell it in the air, potent, sweet, pure Skadi. That’s how I know how hard you tried."

His words, weird as they sounded, struck Skadi with a glow of pride; her tail started wagging again, and she beamed up at him, eyes shining with hope and devotion.

But Cassius’s eyes glittered, another idea blooming in that shameless mind.

He straightened, releasing Skadi with a final pat, and turned to the other two.

"No need to look so glum, any of you." He said, his tone taking on that familiar, mischievous lilt. "If the first batch is lost, that just means we make a new one, right? And this time, not just Skadi."

"...The two of you, Julie and Aisha, can help her out."

The three of them exchanged glances, uncertain, heat blooming in their cheeks.

Cassius’s grin grew sly as he went on to say,

"In fact, I want all three of you to make something together. One shared bucket. Pour your efforts into it. Compensation for what Skadi lost. Think of it as...teamwork."

Julie, cheeks rosy, raised an awkward eyebrow.

"Wait, what do you mean, Cassius? Are you saying...you want us to just pour what we have left into her bucket and—?"

He cut her off, waving a finger.

"No, no, no. I want fresh product. Right now. In front of me. The three of you together. We’ll fill that bucket with your pleasure, not yesterday’s dregs."

His voice was low, hungry, unmistakably commanding.

"But...but how are we supposed to do that?" Aisha’s tail twitched. "I mean, just...what, stand around and—?"

Cassius only smiled, that wolfish, masterful look on his face.

"Oh, I’ll show you. Just follow my lead."

As if summoned, a sleek tentacle glided in from the shadows, gripping a spotless steel bucket and settling it squarely in the center of the room with a dull metallic thunk. Cassius gestured to it like a ringmaster unveiling the main event.

"Step up, girls." He ordered, voice smooth as velvet. "Form a circle around it. That’s right, closer, shoulder to shoulder."

There was a hesitation, a last shared glance of embarrassment, but one by one, Julie, Aisha, and Skadi obeyed, lining themselves around the bucket, hands nervously at their waists.

Cassius folded his arms, his gaze sweeping over their faces.

"Now." He commanded. "Pants off. All of you. Panties too. I want to see those lovely bare pussies and sweet little asses right above the bucket. Let’s not be shy, I’ve seen it all before."

It was humiliating, exhilarating, deliciously lewd.

Julie’s hands trembled as she fumbled with her belt, sliding trousers and silk panties down to her ankles, exposing the glistening folds of her cunt.

Skadi practically bounced out of her pants, tail swaying with anticipation, while Aisha, cheeks burning, took a deep breath and tugged her undergarments down with a frustrated huff, muttering.

"He’s such a damn pervert..."

Now, three women stood bare from the waist down, hips hovering around the bucket, pale skin flushed, thighs pressed together in bashful tension.

Cassius drank in the sight, eyes glinting with dark approval.

"Good. Now..." His voice dropped an octave, warm and firm. "Touch yourselves. All of you. Don’t hold back. Use your fingers. Get wet. Make it messy, make it loud."

"I want all three of you to squirt into the bucket, right here, right now. That’s how we’ll fill it for Skadi."

Julie stared down at her exposed slit, biting her lip.

Aisha’s ears were twitching furiously, her tail bristling with nerves, but her fingers slid between her legs obediently, trembling as she traced the lips of her pussy.

Skadi was already eager, two fingers sliding through the sticky wetness, whimpering softly.

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

"Gloop!♡~ Drip!♡~ Splurt!♡~ Plop!♡~"

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

Their bodies flushed with heat, breaths quickening as their hands worked, three different styles—Julie’s slow and gentle, Aisha’s awkward and desperate, Skadi’s rough and eager.

But Cassius’s voice came in again, tone gentler, almost playful.

"Don’t worry, girls, I’ll give you a little more to help with the inspiration...You’re not alone in this."

He glanced down at Nedine, who was kneeling in front of him, cock still glistening with her spit. He reached down, threading his fingers into her hair.

"Nedine. Up on your knees. Ass out, present yourself for me."

Nedine’s breath hitched, pupils wide as she obeyed—crawling forward until she was kneeling in front of him, arms braced on the floor, ass in the air, round, soft, and quivering with nervous anticipation.

She then arched her back, pushing her hips high, exposing her tight little rosebud to his hungry gaze.

Cassius knelt behind her, cock throbbing in his fist as he positioned himself at her back door.

He stroked a hand along her hip, voice husky but teasing.

"Now, Nedine...I’m going to fuck your ass. Take your anal virginity. Does that frighten you? Are you nervous?"

Nedine looked back over her shoulder, eyes wide but glittering, a nervous, eager smile on her lips.

"Honestly...yes, Young Master." She confessed in a trembling voice. "Your cock is so big...I don’t know how it’ll even fit...I feel like it’ll split me in half..."

She blushed, but the words poured out, hunger and fear mixing in her tone.

"But...the idea of you being my first, of you taking something no one else has, not even my husband—"

She moaned, biting her lip.

"It’s too exciting to say no. Please...please do it, Cassius. Please fuck my ass, Master. Take it. Take me in a way no one else ever has."

She pushed her hips higher, spreading her cheeks with trembling hands, showing off the tight little ring of muscle for him, her submission complete, desperate, needy.

"That’s my girl." Cassius grinned, rubbing the swollen head of his cock against her tight entrance.

He leaned in, close enough for his words to stroke down her spine.

"Girls, watch carefully. Let the sight help you along. Let it inspire you."

Cassius then locked eyes with Nedine, his hands gripping the lush swell of her hips, cock poised and pulsing at her trembling, untouched entrance.

He didn’t hesitate—just a slow, rolling push of his hips, steady pressure, until the swollen head of his cock began to pry her open.

Nedine’s breath caught, her entire body going rigid, fingers trembling where she clutched her own asscheeks.

Her back arched as the fat head breached her tightest ring

"Ah, gods, Young Master! It’s, so big—How is it...it’s stretching me—ahh, so full, so full—!"

Her voice trailed off into a throaty groan, her face buried in her arms as Cassius pressed in deeper all the way he couldn’t fit any more into her pretty asshole...