The Jade Faced Cuck-Chapter 41: The Cuck in the Courtyard

The stone pathway between the inner courtyards was quiet at first—lined with trimmed hedges, evening lanterns, and patches of violet moon-lilies that swayed in the breeze. But Lin Mu's footsteps sounded loud to him, too loud. Every step made the dried cum on his cheek tug slightly at his skin, and he didn't dare wipe it.

The taste of her still clung to his tongue.

The pressure in his cock hadn't faded. His robe brushed against the aching tip with every stride, and a fresh bead of precum smeared the silk with every movement. He tried to keep his head low.

But he wasn't invisible.

Three voices broke the quiet.

"Senior Lin?"

He froze.

Three junior female disciples stood a few paces ahead, gathered near the edge of a courtyard pool. Their uniforms were still bright and new, their expressions curious. They couldn't have joined more than a few weeks ago.

One stepped closer.

Her eyes narrowed.

"Is that... something on your face?"

Lin Mu flinched.

Another girl leaned toward her friend and whispered—but not quietly enough.

"Is that what I think it is? Did he really—?"

The first girl stepped right up to him. She was small, bright-eyed, with a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

"Did you come from Xue Lan's quarters, Senior?" she asked.

He nodded hesitantly, eyes averted.

Her gaze drifted lower.

"Your robe is soaked..."

The second girl moved to his other side.

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"Is it true?" she asked. "Did she really fuck Zhao Wei?"

The third giggled. "Or is she still fucking him?"

Lin Mu said nothing.

The first girl reached up.

Her finger brushed his cheek.

She pulled it back.

The strand of dried cum caught the light.

"Disgusting," she said, smiling wider. "You didn't even clean yourself."

The second girl circled behind him.

"We heard the noises last night," she said. "Everyone did."

The third girl moved in front of him, reached forward, and without warning, placed her hand over his crotch.

His body jolted.

Her fingers pressed the swollen bulge through his robes.

He gasped—soft and desperate.

The girl's smile sharpened.

"So hard... from being humiliated?" she said.

He shook his head. "I... I'm just—"

The second girl leaned in. "She moaned louder for Zhao Wei than she ever did for you."

The first girl's hand slid down.

Her palm cupped the tip through the robe.

He whimpered.

And came.

His knees buckled. His cock throbbed violently as hot, sticky cum spurted inside his robe, soaking through the fabric. The girls gasped, then laughed.

The second girl stepped back, covering her mouth in mock surprise.

"Did you just cum from that?"

The third leaned close again, her voice low and cruel.

"Do you cum whenever someone mentions her getting fucked?"

He couldn't answer.

He was still twitching.

Still leaking.

Still standing in front of them—soaked, used, and broken.

And they weren't finished yet.