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Chapter 25: Torturous feeling vs tingling sensation

Cassian once again felt powerless over his own life. It wasn't that he didn't want to go to Magisteria with Katherine; he just wished he could make the choice on his own rather than being forced. But he was just an orphaned servant, and Katherine wasn't asking for something as drastic as his life—something he might actually resist to gain some freedom. She was merely giving him orders to perform his duties.

Despite his frustration at being forced to go, he couldn't help but relish the feel of her supple, generous thighs beneath his hands. His arousal was intense, and he felt as if he might burst as he squeezed and massaged both of her thighs, one in each hand. Katherine's soft, sweet sounds escaped her lips as he used the techniques he'd learned to ease the tension in her muscles, causing them to relax into his grip.

"But when are we going to Magisteria, my lady?" he asked, sliding a bit closer to her as he continued to massage.

"I haven't decided yet, but in two or three months, to be exact," Katherine replied, seemingly unaware of the lewd intentions behind Cassian's touch.

Cassian couldn't let go of the sensation of Katherine's thighs in his hands; their fullness captivated him. For some reason, he couldn't help but want to see them, to gaze at the space between them, and even to touch it. Swallowing nervously, he hesitated before asking, "My lady, may I lift your skirt a bit? It's in the way."

Katherine glanced down, noticing his arms under her skirt but only his face above the table. She didn't mind and raised her skirt until her legs were bare up to her knees. To Cassian, this revealed even more of her, sparking his excitement. Katherine, meanwhile, didn't notice—or if she did, she didn't care—since it had been a long time since she felt her lower body so relaxed, almost melting away all her tension. The only discomfort left was in her hips and buttocks, which she was eager to relieve, though she hesitated to let Cassian touch them.

As Cassian continued to massage her, Katherine's resolve began to weaken. This was exactly why she wanted him to come with her to Magisteria—she couldn't afford to let such a talented masseur go. The discomfort in her lower body was almost torturous. Though it wasn't painful, she could never truly relax, which was its own kind of torment—a torture that led to sleepless nights and days filled with sluggishness.

Now, as that torturous feeling began to slip away, she didn't mind if Cassian touched or even glimpsed her more sensitive areas.

Cassian, sensing her leniency, took full advantage, admiring the sight of her milky white thighs. They were like a dessert, reminding him of the pudding he had recently enjoyed. He was certain they would jiggle like it too if he lightly slapped them, though he resisted the urge. Instead, he etched their shape into his mind. Her thighs, slightly muscular, were wide and flawless, adorned with a few moles here and there, making them even more alluring to him.

He tried to look further between her thighs, but the darkness kept the area hidden, leaving him frustrated as he really wanted to see it. Unable to ask directly, he slowly began to spread Katherine's thighs wider while continuing the massage. To avoid suspicion, he shifted his focus back to her legs and feet, working to open her legs wider without letting go of them.

As Cassian continued to spread Katherine's milky white thighs wider, the increasing warmth caused steam to rise from her skin. In the haze of this steam, he finally got a clearer view of a dark red fabric peeking through. It was her underwear—her panties. Though he had only heard about such garments and seen them when sorting the ladies' clothes after washing, this was his first real glimpse of them in use.

The sight was both surprising and provocative. The dark red panties stood out vividly against her pale skin, creating a striking contrast. The fabric clung snugly, outlining her form in a way that was undeniably lewd. The brief, stolen glance filled Cassian with a mix of excitement and frustration. He had never before seen such an intimate garment so clearly, and the sight intensified his arousal.

But all good things must come to an end. Suddenly, Katherine said, "Stop..."

Cassian looked up in surprise and fear, worried she had caught him trying to glimpse her private area. However, seeing her slightly rosy cheeks and an expression of embarrassment, it was clear she was reacting to something else. She continued, "That's enough for now. Come back tonight to continue."

As she covered her legs with her long skirt again, Cassian, still surprised by the abrupt end, looked confused. He stood up, trying to hide his arousal, and quickly bowed. "Then, I'll see you tonight, my lady." With that, he made his way out.

Katherine, with a flushed face, muttered to herself, "Why do I feel so hot today?" Her brow was sweaty, and although she knew the reason, she wasn't ready to admit it.

As Cassian left the room, Katherine's face remained flushed. She sat back in her chair, her mind racing. Trying to regain composure, she squeezed her thighs tightly together, attempting to control the sensations building between them. The pressure only heightened her awareness of her own body, amplifying the heat she felt.

She shifted uncomfortably, trying to focus on something else, but the lingering sensations made it difficult. Katherine's breathing quickened slightly, and she found herself subconsciously rubbing her thighs together, seeking relief.

"What's happening? Why is this happening?" she wondered aloud, her mind struggling to grasp the unfamiliar sensations coursing through her. This was a new experience for her, one she hadn't anticipated. It wasn't uncomfortable—in fact, she found herself wanting to explore these feelings further. However, the embarrassment of admitting it to herself was overwhelming.

Her body tingled in places she hadn't thought could feel such sensations. 


Chapter 26: Uses of words and there meanings

The afternoon had been quite eventful for Cassian. Not only did he get to feel the princess's thighs, but he also gained another skill. As he thought about it, he realized that the massage books seemed to contain something the system needed.

It dawned on him that these books weren't just about massage—there had to be more to them. Why else would Katherine insist he learn from them? Something else was at play here, and he was determined to figure it out. If one book was about feet and another focused on legs and thighs, there were likely others for other body parts. He'd uncover the truth once he found them all.

Thinking about the other books, Cassian couldn't help but wonder, "There must be one about the chest, right?" The mere thought sent a jolt through his body, and his arousal surged again, despite not even being near any woman. It was becoming too complicated for him to handle. He needed answers soon, or he wasn't sure how he'd keep himself in control.

With his hand pressing down on his erection, trying to hide it, he quickly glanced around to make sure no one had noticed. Feeling the urgency, he hurried toward his room, muttering to himself, "fuck it, I need answers."

Cassian's life was already more complicated than he could handle, with the arrival of the system and becoming a servant to the princess of the dukedom. Between training, the mysterious massage books, and now his uncontrollable arousal, his mind was a mess. He couldn't afford to be distracted by thoughts of women or the urge to touch their bodies.

Determined, he decided that once this current arousal subsided—which it finally did after a while—as he stopped thinking about such things. As he went to seek out Laureen to get some answers and hopefully release that pent-up tension again. He felt guilty after the first time it happened, but for some reason, the thought of doing it again lingered in his mind.

With effort, Cassian pushed the arousing thoughts from his mind, and soon enough, his erection subsided. He made his way toward the maids' quarters, determined to find Laureen.

Despite his nerves and the embarrassment gnawing at him, he knew he needed to figure out how to control his urges. After hesitating for a moment, he knocked on the door of the room where all the personal maids lived together.

To his surprise, Lucy answered the door with a curious expression. Smiling, she asked, "Cassian? What brings you here?"

Cassian's courage began to falter, but since he was already at the door, he pushed himself to go through with his plan. "Hi, Miss Lucy. Is Miss Laureen here?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

Lucy shook her head and replied, "The lady had to leave on short notice, so Laureen and Fuyuko went with her."

"Oh... okay," Cassian mumbled, feeling a wave of frustration. "Do you know when they'll be back?"

Lucy raised an eyebrow, curious. "Could be tonight, maybe tomorrow," she said. Then, with a knowing look, she asked, "Why? What do you need her for?"

Cassian felt a twinge of frustration but forced a nod, offering an excuse. "Lady Katherine mentioned that Miss Laureen is a mage, so I was hoping to ask her some questions. But, with her gone... Do you know when Captain Tyron will be back? I've got a lot of questions for him too."

Lucy smiled and shook her head again. "Unfortunately, I'm not in the loop when it comes to military matters. But I did speak with him before he left. He said he'd be gone for a while, so you won't be seeing him anytime soon."

Cassian felt a bit deflated at the news, but nodded and thanked her before leaving. Nothing seemed to be going his way today. With no options left, he figured the best thing he could do was train. Heading to the empty courtyard where he and Nahir usually practiced, he was surprised to see Nahir already there, swinging his sword.

Cassian's mind was still occupied by thoughts of Lady Katherine's thighs, the delicate undergarments she wore, and the way they hugged her form, concealing her private parts. His body was betraying him again, his arousal fighting against his will.

He glanced at Nahir, thinking maybe, just maybe, he'd understand. He was a man too, after all. Surely, he'd gone through something similar. Cassian knew Nahir would likely tease him about it, but at this point, he was desperate to share his thoughts with someone.

As he started swinging his sword to distract himself, Cassian hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Dude, I, uh… saw one of the maids in my area changing her clothes," he began, creating a fake scenario to test the waters.

Nahir instantly stopped swinging his sword, his shocked expression quickly replaced by one of serious interest. "Tell me everything," he said, his tone intense, as if nothing else mattered now.

As Cassian continued his made-up story about spying on a naked maid while she bathed, Nahir listened intently, his excitement clear on his face. He interrupted occasionally with eager questions like, "What did her pussy look like? Was it hairy or smooth?"

Cassian paused, confused by the term. He had heard "pussy" used as a curse word back in the slums, but never really knew its actual meaning. Curious, he asked, "What is a pussy?"

Nahir looked at him in disbelief. Seeing Cassian was genuinely clueless, he explained, "You lucky bastard. You saw one and don't even know what it is? A pussy is the part between a woman's legs. It's for mating or what we call sex. We push our penis inside and thrust it back and forth until we have an orgasm. Damn, just talking about it is making me harder!" Nahir's tone was both excited and frustrated. He grinned wickedly before adding, "Next time you see a woman naked, make sure you come find me, alright?"

"Isn't the thing between a woman's legs called a vagina?" Cassian asked, still clearly confused.

Nahir shook his head with a chuckle. "One thing can have a lot of names. Like how a penis can be called a dick, cock, or whatever you like. Same goes for a vagina—it's got way more names than that." He paused, giving Cassian a surprised look before adding, "You really don't know much about this stuff, huh?"

Cassian wanted to admit it, but something held him back. He didn't want to seem less knowledgeable or manly in front of Nahir, so instead, he confidently picked up his sword and said, "I know more than you. Have you ever even touched a woman in your life? I do it daily."

Nahir laughed, clearly not buying it. "Yeah, right... in your dreams, you perverted cunt."

Now that was another word Cassian didn't know the meaning of but know it was also used as a curse, just like 'pussy.'


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