My World to Free-use

183: Cuck…?

Technically, the person mentioned in the chapter isn't a cuck, but you know, it's mental satisfaction at hand.Hope you like it.

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It was strange how Cassandra was stifling her moans. The only reason I could think of was…

“My lady, have you done this with Lucas?”

“…”

Cassandra remained silent to my question, almost as if she was embarrassed. But not for herself and certainly not because of the question.

I looked at Lucas, and he was also looking away, as if he had just been proven inadequate at something.

“Aahnng~~!!”

Cassandra moaned louder when I pinched her nipple even harder, making her gasp out loud sharply.

“Please answer my question, my lady. Have you done this with Lucas?” I asked again, this time taking Cassandra’s pink pointy nipple in my mouth.

“Y-yes…” Cassandra replied, her tone almost as if begrudging. The confident young woman who was making demands of her mother just now was no longer there. Nothing was left other than a young woman who couldn’t face such a stimulus.

“Did it feel good?” I asked, letting go of her nipple.

“…”

Silence once again. I kept slurping on her nipple, nibbling and biting it gently, sucking harder and harder with each passing moment, making her moan louder and louder.

“There is no way it would have. I tried it with my husband when I had newly learned of this peculiar massage; it was useless.”

Someone else answered for me. Someone else who had gone through the same thing and could tell from experience how she felt.

“I guess it is just my talent then, Lady Zara,” I said, letting go of Cassandra’s nipple.

Cassandra let out a disappointed sigh but still didn’t say anything. Lucas still wasn’t looking at me, or in this direction at all. It wasn’t a lot of fun like that, but that would change soon.

“Please get on your knees, my lady.” I politely asked Cassandra, who took some time to understand what I wanted.

Once she realized, she shook her head slightly, “No, Jack. I do not wish to do that. It hurt last time, and…”

She looked at Lucas and paused, stopping mid-sentence entirely.

I couldn’t help but smile and replied, “Please do not worry, my lady. I will make sure there is no pain this time at all. It is to prepare my penis, so it is a crucial step.”

“I never had to necessarily do it before.” Cassandra timidly said.

“Do not argue, Cassandra. Jack is right when it comes to this. You know that.” Zara chimed in, almost as if admonishing Cassandra for refusing me, which Cassandra didn’t fail to notice. She looked at Zara as if trying to piece together a puzzle, but the pieces just couldn’t be arranged.

There was no pattern, no possible explanation.

“Alright.” Cassandra finally gave in and got on her knees.

I unbuttoned my pants while activating the state of completion to reveal my hard dick.

Cassandra was a little surprised, maybe looking at it in such detail after such a long time.

“It is big. Just as I remember.” Cassandra mumbled and then took my dick in her mouth, softly enveloping the head while lightly sucking.

Unlike her mother, she was terrible at it. Understandably, she was inexperienced in blowjobs after all.

Still, what made this blowjob good was…

“Keuk.”

I heard a grunt and turned to the person who had let it out, watching him with clenched fists and looking away.

Now, as much as I would have liked to believe that he was feeling humiliated because his lover was on her knees, taking my dick in her mouth, that wasn’t the case. He was like that because he felt this was a demeaning act for a noble to get on her knees in front of a commoner.

It made it worse that the said noble was his lover, and his brother could treat her this way, and she wasn’t saying anything in return.

He couldn’t even voice his complaints because of Zara’s presence in the room.

Haha.

I couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly before placing my hands on Cassandra’s head and saying, “My lady, it would be more efficient if I were to move. May I?”

“Mmmph…” Cassandra mumbled something, probably denial from the look in her eyes, but…

“I shall speak for Cassandra. You have permission to do whatever you wish with my daughter. She won’t complain.”

Zara’s express permission was a turn-on on its own.

“Yes, Lady Zara,” I said and…

“Kuuhhkkhh!!!”

I began to fuck Cassandra’s face without holding back. Well, I did hold back, but only on my standards; by her standards, I was going full throttle in her mouth. She wasn’t tiny like Martha, but not full-lipped like Sandra either.

She was somewhere in the middle, full enough that I didn’t have to shove my dick in hard, and tight enough that there didn’t need to be additional suction from her.

Glog…!!

Glug…!!

Kugh!!!

Slurpp…!!!

Obscene sounds escaped Cassandra’s mouth as she gagged on my cock, but she wasn’t resisting anymore, not that she knew she would have no choice but to do this.

While it still wasn’t feeling that good, it was enough knowing her fiancé was in the room and I was enjoying her before him, satisfying my own twisted desire.

But I didn’t intend to cum in her mouth, so…

“Pwah!!!”

I pulled out, making Casandra gasp out loud.

“Haa… Haa… Haa…”

She took deep breaths for a while, recovering from the stretching of her throat, before she shot me a gaze full of blame and said, “I told you I don’t like this.”

“Don’t worry, you will someday. I know I do.” Zara spoke from the side, still lying on her bed on one side, one hand under her head, keeping it perched up.

“I am not like you, Mother. What I don’t like, I don’t like. I don’t put up with it.”

Oh, was that a jab at Zara’s choice to marry her husband, Lord Hector?

“Had I not, you would not have come into existence.” Zara didn’t mind one bit and retorted on her own.

“Haa… Whatever.” Cassandra didn’t say anything to that and raised her head to look at me, “Your penis seems prepared. Shall we?”

“Of course,” I said with a smile.

“For suture references, call it a dick, alright?” Zara chimed in from the side while I prepared on my own.

“A what?” Cassandra asked, focused on Zara, so she didn’t see me dragging a chair across the room to a certain corner.

“The correct term for Jack’s penis is ‘dick,’ since it is bigger than other men’s; it is a unique way of addressing it.”

What a strange conversation between a mother and her daughter.

“Ahan. Sounds sensible.”

Of course it did.

“And what are you doing?” Cassandra asked when she finally saw me placing a chair in front of Lucas.

“Ah, I was just hoping we could do this here,” I said.

“Why there? Why not on the bed?” Cassandra asked.

“I was just thinking of showing Lucas how it is done, in case I’m not available next time,” I said.

“Ah. Makes sense. But it doesn’t at the same time.” Cassandra replied.

“How so?” Zara asked.

“What do you mean, how so? Jack has a dick; Lucas doesn’t.” Cassandra straightforwardly replied.

“Puhahaha.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at that statement. It was funny how she had said it, with no emotions whatsoever. And what was even funnier was that…

“…”

“…”

“…”

Not one of them realized why I was laughing.

“What’s so funny?” Lucas finally spoke, his tone curt as always, like he was hostile.

“Nothing,” I replied.

“Please come here, my lady,” I called Cassandra, and she came forward with a sigh.

“Please sit on the chair.” I directed, and Cassandra sat down on the chair on her ass.

“Not like this…” I said and properly directed her, properly putting my hands on her body, even elaborating on parts that didn’t need to be discussed.

Once she was sitting on the chair, her ass hanging off the ledge, her chest towards the chair back, behind which Lucas was standing, I finally nodded in satisfaction.

“Now look carefully, Lucas.” I said, “You may not have a penis like mine, but you do have hands. If you cannot please Young Lady Cassandra with them and she has to look for me, what use will you be to her?”

While sounding magnanimous, I didn’t hesitate to take a jab at him either.

“Mind your own business,” Lucas said with the same curt hostility dripping in his tone.

“Now, now, Lucas. It doesn’t hurt to observe. Maybe you might learn a thing or two.” Cassandra softly said, as one would say to their loved ones.

But man, that was a funny thing she was saying.

I couldn’t help but be amused by her statement and began, bringing my hands forward and settling Cassandra’s tits on the top of the chair’s back, so they were resting on top of it.

Damn, those full globes were perfect for resting a cup on top of them.

“Now, focus.”