Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble!-Chapter 540: Get Out You Perverts

Joy’s expression darkened instantly. She turned toward the sound, her eyes narrowing.

"Not terrible, you say?" She muttered dryly. "Then why are there women screaming in his mansion?"

But Maria could reply, Joy had already started running briskly toward the mansion door, her pace quickening by the second.

"I’m going to see for myself."

Aqua blinked in alarm. "Wait—Joy, don’t jump to—"

But Joy didn’t slow down and Stella followed right behind her like the loyal attendant she was.

Maria and Aqua exchanged one quick glance, then sighed and ran after her.

"Kyaaa!"

"W-What’s going on?!"

"Who are they?!"

The moment they entered the mansion, startled maids gasped and stepped aside as the three women charged through the corridors like a storm.

Joy’s expression was pure determination. She wasn’t going to stop until she found the source of that scream and if it involved Cassius, she was ready to judge him on the spot.

"Joy!" Maria called out breathlessly. "Please, calm down! We can’t just—"

But Joy didn’t listen. Her eyes were locked on the direction of the scream. She could feel where it came from, her senses guiding her like an arrow.

They sprinted down a long hallway until, finally, they reached an corridor ending in a grand double door.

And standing guard before it was none other than Lucius.

He too turned just in time to see a nun, a saint, a priestess, and a royal mage charging straight toward him and his eyes widened in absolute panic.

"Oh no—no, no, no!" He gasped, running forward with his arms outstretched. "Lady Joy! Lady Aqua! Lady Maria! P-Please, stop!"

"Please stay in the waiting room—I’ll fetch tea, refreshments—anything you want!"

But seeing that they were not stopping and were only running even faster, he got more desperate.

"P-Please, I beg you, don’t go in right now!" His voice cracked in desperation. "It’s the worst possible time! If you barge in—oh heavens, he’ll kill me!"

He even dropped to one knee, pleading.

"I beg of you! I can’t afford to offend my young master again! He was furious the last time I let the Holy Guard in unannounced—if it happens again, he’ll throw me out for sure!"

But before he could even finish, Joy gracefully sidestepped him and reached for the door

"Lady Joy! Wait!" Lucius yelped, spinning around in a panic.

Aqua and Maria hesitated for a second—but then followed right after her.

Lucius threw himself forward in despair, arms outstretched.

"N-No, please! I’ll lose my job! The young master will never forgive me!"

But his cries went unheard as Joy had already flung the doors wide open, her expression hard and ready to deliver judgment—expecting to find cages, tortured women, or something far worse.

And yet—

The moment her eyes fell upon what was inside, her entire body froze.

Her pupils shrank, her expression turned blank, and all she could do was stare.

Aqua and Maria also followed right behind her.

But the moment they stepped into the doorway, both of their faces instantly changed colour and they became as red as tomatoes, their breath catching in their throats.

Moments later, Joy’s entire sisterhood—a squad of nuns—came rushing up the hallway, clutching a variety of weapons, ready for an attack.

But the moment they saw the sight, the reaction was universal and varied: some blushed violently, some adopted awkward, rigid expressions, and some completely looked away from the scene unfolding inside.

The thing was it was exactly as they had thought—there were a bunch of women involved, and they had certainly heard a chorus of high-pitched voices.

But this was not the horrible scene of Cassius degrading women they had been expecting.

Instead...it was the exact opposite, and infinitely more lewd.

Shockingly, on the massive master’s bed in the middle of the room, Cassius was lying down, completely naked with a blindfold.

His body was spread out, arms and legs wide, and his throbbing, fully erect penis stood proudly, rigid like a flagpole, commanding attention.

The sight of his towering bulge made Aqua immediately cover her eyes, even though she couldn’t resist peeking between her fingers, while Maria shivered involuntarily, clearly having never witnessed such raw male anatomy before.

But what made the scene truly shocking was the fact that standing on top of the bed and completely surrounding him were a dozen or so maids.

They all wore the most outrageously erotic maid outfits imaginable: tiny black skirts that barely covered their asses, aprons that framed their bare breasts like offerings, thigh-high stockings, and nothing else.

Large breasts, small breasts, perky ones, heavy ones—all on full display, nipples hard and glistening with arousal.

Their pussies and asses were completely exposed, shaved or trimmed, dripping wet as they fingered themselves furiously.

And to make it worse, every single one of them was fingering herself furiously, slick sounds filling the room, faces flushed with lust.

One maid, a busty brunette, moaned breathlessly.

"You want it, don’t you, young master? You want your naughty maids to squirt all over your face..."

Another, a petite redhead, whimpered.

"We’re gonna drench you, young master...cover you in our love..."

A third, curvy and bold, leaned closer, fingers plunging deep.

"You dirty little boy...you want us to rain on you, don’t you?"

And in response, Cassius, blindfolded and grinning shamelessly, spread his arms wider.

"Yes—fuck yes! I want to feel your love all over me! Pour it on me, girls! Drown me in your love!"

The maids moans rose in pitch, fingers moving faster.

"I-It’s coming..."

"It’s gonna come..."

"We’re gonna squirt—!"

Cassius’s voice turned hungry.

"Let it come! Let it rain! Cover me—every drop!"

One by one, they shattered.

The first maid screamed, her pussy gushing in a high arc that splattered across Cassius’s chest.

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

The second followed immediately, squirting straight onto his face.

"Gloop!♡~ Drip!♡~ Splurt!♡~ Plop!♡~"

Then the third...

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

Then the fourth...

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

And just like that twelve fountains of hot, clear fluid erupting from every direction, drenching him from hair to thighs in a relentless, obscene shower.

And instead of being repulsed, Cassius just laughed through it, tongue out to catch what he could.

"That’s it! That’s it! I can feel the rain—fuck, I love the rain!"

And seeing this extremely lewd and overwhelming scene, Maria finally couldn’t handle the sensory input and the sheer shock.

She let out a small, faint gasp and actually fainted on the spot.

Joy, her initial shock giving way to instinct, immediately grabbed onto her mother.

"Mother? Are you alright? Someone get her some water!"

It was when they heard Joy’s voice did the maids finally noticed the intruders.

And when they did, a collective shriek ripped through the room.

"Oh no! The nuns! The nuns from the church!"

"The Saintess is here!"

"They realised the unholy acts we’re committing and have come to apprehend us!"

"We’re going to hell!"

"Cover up—cover up!"

In a panic, the dozen maids grabbed pillows, sheets, anything they could reach, and bolted for the side door, bare breasts bouncing, asses jiggling, leaving a trail of squirt puddles behind them.

Meanwhile, Cassius, still blindfolded, sat up slowly, confused.

"What’s wrong? Why are you all shouting? I know this is our first time doing the ’maid shower’ thing, but we’ve done way filthier stuff than—"

He reached up, tugged off the blindfold, and blinked.

Then saw:

Joy cradling a fainted Maria.

Stella staring in awe.

A bunch of armed nuns looking like they’d walked into the wrong kind of convent.

And finally Aqua, who despite her initial attempts to cover her eyes, was now peeking through her fingers, taking in the full, scandalous view of her brother.

And the moment he realised what was going on, he blushed and yanked the silk sheet over his lower half, covering the still-throbbing evidence of his earlier activities.

"You perverts!"

He finally roared like a innocent maiden who caught a bunch of lechers peaking. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"You absolute perverts!"

"Who let you in?! Do you people know what knocking is? This is a man’s bedroom! A private bedroom goddammit! Not a public bathroom!"

He then grabbed a pillow and hurled it toward the door. It bounced harmlessly off Joy’s shoulder.

"I know you’re nuns and all, but seriously—are you that desperate? That needy? You just barge in on a scene like this?!"

The eight black-clad nuns bristled, faces turning thunderous, but no one could muster a retort.

They had, technically, stormed in without warning. And the sight before them had rendered them speechless anyway.

Cassius kept going, voice rising in righteous indignation.

"Get out! Get out, everyone, right now!"

He started throwing anything within reach: pillows, a silver candlestick, a leather-bound book, even a decorative vase that shattered against the wall with a dramatic crash.

"Out! Out! Out!"

Joy, still cradling the fainted Maria, stood rooted to the spot, brain struggling to process the absolute inversion of what she saw.

She had expected to find a monstrous act, something that could put him under trial.

But instead all she witnessed was a bizarrely consensual, sexually humiliating scene that somehow reversed the power dynamic.

And since Cassius wasn’t actively harming the women and the crime she expected wasn’t present, she had no grounds for judgment.

She had no choice but to concede defeat.

"Retreat! Retreat, everyone! Fall back!" She ordered, her voice clipped with humiliation.

The nuns obeyed instantly, backing toward the door in a disorganized cluster, faces burning with a mix of horror, guilt, and unwilling fascination.

But Aqua, however, still lingered in the doorway, stubbornly peeking at her brother. Her gaze was fixed, specifically, on the bulge beneath the blanket.

Joy groaned in utter frustration.

"You too!" She muttered, grabbing Aqua firmly by the shoulder and dragging her back forcefully.

She then slammed the grand double doors shut with a resounding thud.

In the hallway, Lucius was already on his knees, tears streaming down his face.

"I told you!" He wailed, clutching his head. "I begged you! I said it was the worst possible time! And you still went in! Was it worth it? Was it worth seeing the young master in...in that state?!"

Joy looked distinctly awkward, turning her head away, unable to meet his gaze. The other nuns looked profoundly guilty, as if they had committed a grave trespass.

But just as Lucius was about to go on his rant about how he was going to lose his position as his master’s butler, he noticed Maria who had collapsed.

Seeing her like this, he immediately wiped the tears from his eyes, snapping back into his loyal, perfect butler mode.

"It seems Lady Maria has fainted." He announced professionally. "It is better if we guide her to a room so she may rest. It is not good for her to be held up like this right now."

Joy simply nodded, too overwhelmed to speak and immediately, the nuns rushed forward and helped carry Maria, following Lucius as he efficiently guided them toward a guest room.

Joy then sighed and turned toward Aqua, going to ask if she was alright.

But she stopped herself when saw a dazed, dreamy look on Aqua’s face, as if she had witnessed something utterly shocking that she couldn’t tear from her mind.

"Why is he so...big? Why is my brother so big down there?"

Aqua whispered, her voice barely audible.

"How could he possibly be so big? He was just a little boy moments ago, and how did he become so...big?"

Seeing that Aqua was now utterly traumatized and fixated on the size of the scandal, Joy groaned one last time, realizing the extent of the mental damage.

Having no choice, she reached out, placed her hand firmly on the side of Aqua’s neck, and applied pressure.

Aqua let out a small sigh and fainted instantly into Joy’s embrace.

"Guest room for you too." She muttered, dragging the unconscious mage along. "We all need a break after...whatever that was."

Behind the closed bedroom door, Cassius’s muffled voice echoed faintly:

"...And someone bring me a new robe! This one’s soaked!"

The Holyfield Estate had never seen a more chaotic family arrival.