Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble!

"M-Mother?"

Maria stammered, falling to her knees or the nearest approximation, given that she was floating.

"I—I was just praying—I didn’t mean to—"

The Goddess laughed, a sound like bells chiming.

"Did you think I wouldn’t notice, my daughter? When one of my most faithful servants is about to give away her purity to a man?"

Maria’s face burned. She wanted to sink into the void and disappear.

"I’m sorry." She whispered. "I know I’m breaking my vows. I know I’m sinning. But I—"

"Shh."

The Goddess floated closer, reaching out to cup Maria’s cheek. Her touch was warm, gentle, loving.

"I’m not angry, Maria. I could never be angry with you."

Maria looked up, tears in her eyes.

"You’ve given your entire life to me. You’ve served me faithfully, spread my light across the world, healed the sick, comforted the dying, loved the unloved."

"You’ve done more good than almost any mortal I have ever watched over."

She smiled.

"You’ve earned a little happiness, don’t you think?"

Maria stared at her.

"You...You’re not going to punish me?"

The Goddess laughed again.

"Punish you? For finding love? For wanting to be happy?" She shook her head. "No, my daughter. I’m not a cruel god. I don’t demand suffering from my followers."

"I want you to live, to love, to experience joy. That’s why I created those things in the first place."

She pulled Maria into an embrace, and Maria felt warmth spread through her body—not the warmth of arousal, but the warmth of unconditional love.

"So go, Maria. Love your man. Be happy. And know that I will always watch over you."

Maria clung to her, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Thank you, Mother. Thank you!"

The Goddess pulled back, still cradling Maria’s face in her hands.

But then a mischievous glint suddenly sparkled in her divine eyes, one Maria failed to notice in her relief.

"However." The goddess said, her voice taking on a slightly different cadence. "While I can forgive you, Maria, the heavenly laws are not so lenient."

Maria’s face went pale.

"What do you mean, Mother?"

The Goddess sighed dramatically, placing a hand on her chest.

"The laws above are...strict. Breaking sacred vows carries consequences. You may be reprimanded. Punished, even."

Maria felt her heart shatter. After everything—after finally finding happiness, after admitting her love, after coming so close—it was being ripped away.

"Then...Then does that mean I can’t be with Cassius?" Tears welled in her eyes. "I can’t become one with him?"

The Goddess’s expression softened. She reached out and caressed Maria’s cheek.

"Of course not, dear. There is always a way."

Maria’s eyes brightened.

"As long as you do penance. As long as you punish yourself to show the heavens that you are truly sorry for breaking your vows, there will be no repercussions."

Maria let out a huge sigh of relief. A massive burden lifted from her soul.

"Thank you, Mother! Thank you!" She clasped her hands together. "What must I do? What penance can I perform to make heaven forgive me?"

The Goddess smiled. She leaned close to Maria’s ear and whispered.

Maria listened.

At first, her expression was calm. Then confusion flickered across her features.

Then shock. Then disbelief.

Her cheeks began to pinken, then redden, then deepen until her entire face was the color of a ripe tomato.

"N-No!" She pulled back, shaking her head frantically, her hands flying to cover her buttocks.

"No, Mother! That’s too much! I can’t do something like that!"

She stammered, as she grabbed onto her buttcheeks.

"That’s too naughty! Something like that can’t—it can’t enter a place like that! I can’t even think about it!"

The Goddess’s expression hardened. She looked like a stern schoolteacher scolding a misbehaving student.

"Maria, you have no way around this. If you truly want to be with Cassius, then you must do as I say."

Maria bit her lip.

The Goddess was right. She had no other choice.

And when she thought about her future. About waking up next to Cassius every morning, about sharing meals with him, about the possibility of having more children—the embarrassment and humiliation faded.

She looked up with resolve in her eyes.

"Alright, Mother. I...I’ll do it. I’ll do as you say."

The Goddess smiled. "Good girl."

Maria hesitated.

"But...as for your second request..." She looked down, her cheeks flushing. "I really don’t know if I can do that. Not because I don’t want to." She added quickly. "But because...my body can’t handle it."

She bit her lip.

"Going for so many rounds...I might die. I might actually break down on the spot and die, and you’ll see me up here again."

The Goddess waved her hand dismissively.

"It’s alright, dear. I’ve already taken care of that. I’ve given you a blessing to handle it."

Maria blinked. "You have?"

The Goddess nodded, then glanced to the side as if hearing something in the distance. Her expression shifted to urgency.

"Anyway, now that I’ve told you what you need to do, go. Have fun with Cassius."

Maria blushed.

"Don’t hesitate to feel his love. You deserve it."

Before Maria could say goodbye, the Goddess chirped.

"Bye-bye, dear. Take care of yourself down there."

And she vanished.

But moment she disappeared, the divine aura that had filled the abyss dissipated like morning mist, along with her own self.

And floating in her place was a woman who looked nothing like the gentle Goddess of Light.

Her clothes had transformed from modest robes into something sinfully seductive.

Her aura shifted from holy radiance to a thick, heady musk that could make any man weak in the knees.

Her face, once blurred and indistinct, sharpened into features that were not motherly at all—they were sharp, knowing, and utterly wicked.

It was the Goddess of Debauchery!

And she grinned, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.

"How fun..."

She purred, looking down through the layers of reality toward the tavern room where Cassius and Maria lay.

"I’ve helped you quite a lot, my chosen one. I hope you make good use of it."

The truth of the matter was that she heard Maria’s prayer—not to her sister, but to the divine realm in general and had intercepted it.

There was no way she was letting an opportunity like this slip away, especially since her sister had been acting strange lately.

Browsing through her chosen one’s background, searching for something.

The Goddess of Debauchery had never cared much before, but now she was curious.

What made this mortal so special? Why did her older sister care so much?

She was still musing when the abyss behind her began to crack.

"YOU LITTLE DEVIL!"

The voice was cold. Furious.

"HOW DARE YOU ANSWER MY DAUGHTER’S PRAYERS!?"

The Goddess of Debauchery’s smile didn’t waver, but she felt a shiver run down her spine.

"Guess I’ve been found out." She murmured.

And she vanished.

A moment later, the abyss shattered open.

BOOM!

The true Goddess of Light stood there, her abundant chest heaving with rage, her eyes scanning the empty void.

"Do you think you can run from me?" She hissed.

She vanished as well, beginning a chase that would span dimensions.

—

Back in the mortal realm, Cassius was growing worried.

Maria had gone completely still. Her eyes were open, but unfocused, staring at something he couldn’t see.

She wasn’t breathing. She wasn’t moving. She looked like a statue carved from flesh and blood.

"Maria?" He touched her cheek. "Maria, wake up. You’re scaring me."

No response.

He was about to shake her when she suddenly gasped.

"Haah—!"

Her lungs filled with air. Her eyes snapped into focus. She looked around wildly—at him, at the room, at the bed—and clutched his hand like a drowning woman grasping for shore.

"U-I’m back." She laughed breathlessly. "I’m actually back. For a moment, I thought I’d be stuck somewhere, some weird dimension forever."

She shuddered, while Cassius’s brow furrowed.

"What are you talking about, Maria? Where did you go? You were here the whole time."

And in response, Maria’s eyes were shining.

"Cassius, I saw her. I saw the Goddess!"

He blinked. "What?"

"The Goddess of Light. She came to me when I prayed!"

Maria’s words tumbled out in a rush, her voice bright with wonder. "

She spoke to me. She held me. She—" She pressed her hands to her chest, as if trying to contain the joy inside her. "She gave us her blessing, Cassius."

"She said I could be with you! That I deserved to be happy!"

Cassius stared at her in wonder.

"You...You saw the Goddess? In a vision?"

"In an abyss." Maria corrected, still breathless. "It was dark, like floating in space, but she was there. She was so beautiful, Cassius. I’ve heard her voice before, in prayers, in moments of need. But I’ve never seen her face. I’ve never felt her touch."

"She really is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen."

She said in a dreamy manner before pausing and correcting herself.

"No, not a woman. A Goddess. I shouldn’t compare."

Then she looked back at him, her smile radiant.

"But she gave us permission. We can do whatever we want."

Cassius lowered himself over her, his cock pressing against her entrance.

"So that means..."

She nodded, spreading her legs wider, her eyes full of love.

"Yes, Cassius. It means you can go ahead. Become one with me."

Cassius didn’t not dare to hesitate.

What if the Goddess changed her mind? What if this was a trick? He didn’t want to take the chance.

Slowly, he pressed forward.

His tip pushed against her opening, and she gasped. But this time, the sensation was different.

Before, when he had first tried to enter her, the pain had been sharp, overwhelming.

Now, it was muted. Bearable. Almost pleasant.

She didn’t know if it was the pure joy and ecstasy rushing through her veins from meeting the Goddess, or if it was the blessing the Goddess had given her.

Either way, she felt his massive head bulge into her tiny tunnel, stretching her, filling her, but without the agony she had expected.

"It’s alright, Maria." Cassius’s voice was strained. "You can take it. You’re strong. You’re so strong."

She whimpered, nodding, as more of him slid inside. Her walls stretched, parting around his girth, and she felt every inch of him.

It was overwhelming—not painful, but intense. Like being filled with light.

Finally, she felt something press against the entrance of her womb. She looked down and saw her belly bulging slightly, and realized—he was completely inside her.

Her vaginal cavity, which had been empty for so long, was now filled completely. She could feel every inch of his cock pressing against her, and when she shifted her hips, she could feel him move inside her.

Cassius groaned at her tightness, at the way she held him.

"God damn it, Maria." He let out a shaky laugh. "You’re so tight. It’s like..."

"...It’s like I’m fucking a virgin."

He said it as a joke. But to her, those playful words struck her like cold water.

Maria turned her face away, guilt and heartbreak flooding her eyes.

"But I am not a virgin, am I, Cassius?"

"I am already sullied...already dirtied by my past."

Cassius immediately stopped moving and he was devestated to know that she had taken it the wrong way.

But there was no chance he was going to let her wallow on it, so he cupped her face and turned her back toward him.

"Maria, look at me."

She kept her eyes averted.

"Maria."

Slowly, reluctantly, she met his gaze.

"I don’t care about any of that." His voice was firm, unwavering. "I don’t care what happened to you in the past. I don’t care who touched you or what they did."

"None of that matters to me."

He stroked her cheek with his thumb.

"What matters is this moment. Right now. You and me. Everything else—every bad memory, every painful experience—I want to overwrite all of it."

"I want to give you new memories, good memories, memories of being loved and cherished and wanted."

A tear slipped down her cheek.

"Do you understand, Maria? In this moment, you are the most important woman in the world to me. And I want to spend the rest of my life showing you that."

Maria’s lips trembled.

"You...You really mean that?"

"I really do."

She stared at him for a long moment.

Then she grabbed his face and kissed him with a ferocity that surprised them both.

It was a desperate, hungry, the kiss of a woman who had been starved for affection for far too long.

Her hips bucked beneath him, grinding against his cock, trying to take him deeper. She moaned into his mouth, her nails raking down his back.

"Cassius." She gasped between kisses. "Cassius, please. Move! I need you to move!"

He didn’t need to be told twice.

He pulled back slowly—agonizingly slowly—feeling every ridge of her inner walls as they clung to him.

Then he pushed forward again, sinking back into her warmth.

"Ahhhh—!"

Maria cried out. Before—

"M-More." She begged. "Faster! Harder!"

Cassius obliged.

He set a rhythm—steady at first, then faster, then faster still. Each thrust drove him deeper, stretched her further, filled her more completely.

"Smack!♡~ Aaaah!♡~ Ughh!♡~ Nnn!"

Maria’s legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in, and her moans filled the room, mingling with the sound of their bodies slapping together.

"You’re so beautifu, Maria..." Cassius groaned.

"So fucking beautiful!"

Maria’s response was lost in a moan as he hit a particularly sensitive spot inside her.

"Smash!♡~ Slap!♡~ Smack!♡~ Nnm!"

Her back arched, her breasts pressing against his chest, her nipples hard and aching.

"Right there—!" She gasped. "Oh, Goddess, right there—! Don’t stop—!"

He didn’t.

He drove into her again and again, each thrust pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Her pussy clenched around him, milking him, pulling him deeper.

"Slap!♡~Slap!♡~ Slap!♡~Slap!♡~ Nmm!"

She could feel herself building toward something—a peak, a release, an explosion of pleasure that would shatter her completely.

"Cassius." She whimpered. "I’m close. I’m so close."

"Then let go." He growled. "Let go, Maria. I’ve got you."

She did.

The orgasm crashed over her like a wave.

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

Her body convulsed, her back arching off the bed, her mouth opening in a silent scream.

"I-I’m coming!♡~ I’m coming!♡~ It’s all coming out!♡~"

Her pussy spasmed around his cock, squeezing him rhythmically as wave after wave of pleasure rippled through her.

Meanwhile, Cassius watched her fall apart, his heart full. He had barely gotten a few strokes in and she managed to have an orgasm.

But he knew that this wasn’t because his technique was amazing or she was sensitive right now.

Instead it was because every single emotion of love, lust, agony that she had been holding in for so long finally burst out.

He was just glad she wasn’t willing to hold it all in anymore and willing share it with him, like how she was ’sharing’ her love juice all over his body right now.