Young Master Jian is Too Much of a Cuck

Baron Mark discovers a world of forbidden desires. His wife, his mother, and his servant become objects of his fascination. Will Mark be able to resist temptation or will he surrender to a world of pleasure?

Baron Mark opened his eyes to a world he didn't recognize. Sunlight filtered through the silk curtains, illuminating a room that wasn't his own. Confused, he sat up in bed, his mind trying to process the strange surroundings. Where was he? How had he gotten there? Questions raced through his head, but before he could find answers, a sound distracted him. A soft, almost imperceptible moan came from somewhere nearby.

Following the sound, Mark got out of bed, barefoot, and walked to the window. Carefully, he drew the curtains and looked out. What he saw took his breath away. In the garden, under the shade of a leafy tree, his wife Giovanna was on her knees, her dress lifted to her waist. Joel, a trusted servant, stood behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he licked her bottom devotedly.

Mark felt a strange warmth in his chest, a mixture of jealousy and excitement he couldn't explain. He had never seen his wife in such a situation, and the image fascinated him. He stood there, secretly watching them, his heart pounding. Giovanna moaned softly, her hands clenching the sheets that partially covered her, while Joel explored every inch of her skin with his tongue.

Mark didn't know how long he spent there, but finally, when Giovanna collapsed onto the grass, exhausted and satisfied, he withdrew from the window. His mind was reeling, but a part of him relished the forbidden sensation of having witnessed something so intimate.

He decided to explore this new world, and after dressing in clothes he found in the wardrobe, he left the castle. The landscape was unlike anything he had ever known, with distant mountains and dense forests stretching as far as the eye could see. He walked for hours, thinking about what he had seen, until the sun began to set and he decided to return.

As he entered the castle, a familiar sound stopped him in his tracks. It came from the living room, and as he peeked inside, his heart stopped. There, in the center of the room, his mother Elena was on her knees, her dress lifted, exposing her enormous breasts and large ass. Sebastian, her lover, stood in front of her, his cock erect and ready to be sucked.

Mark observó, paralizado, mientras Elena tomaba la polla de Sebastian en su boca, sus labios moviéndose con experiencia. Sebastian gemía suavemente, sus manos enredadas en el cabello de Elena, guiando sus movimientos. La escena era tan erótica como la que había presenciado antes, pero esta vez, era su madre quien estaba involucrada.

Sebastian, sin previo aviso, levantó a Elena, su vestido cayendo alrededor de sus tobillos. La llevó hacia el sofá, donde la recostó, exponiendo su cuerpo maduro y deseable. Sin pensarlo dos veces, metió su polla en la milf, penetrando su cuerpo con fuerza. Elena gimió, sus manos aferrando los cojines del sofá mientras Sebastian la tomaba con pasión.

Mark se sintió abrumado por la intensidad de la escena. Su madre, siempre tan elegante y controlada, ahora estaba siendo tomada con tal ferocidad que él no podía apartar la mirada. La visión de sus pechos rebotando con cada embestida, su culo siendo apretado por las manos de Sebastian, lo excitó más de lo que estaba dispuesto a admitir.

Al día siguiente, Mark se encontró dando un discurso ante los habitantes del castillo. Habló de la importancia de proteger a las mujeres, de respetarlas y honrarlas. Sus palabras eran sinceras, pero mientras hablaba, su mente vagaba hacia las imágenes que había presenciado. ¿Era esto lo que significaba proteger a las mujeres? ¿Permitirles disfrutar de sus deseos sin juicio?

Mientras hablaba, sus ojos se posaron en Hilda, su sirvienta de cabello rojo. Ella estaba de pie al frente, su vestido ajustado resaltando su figura curvilínea. Su gran trasero era imposible de ignorar, y Mark sintió una nueva oleada de deseo. Sin pensarlo, la llamó a su lado y, ante la mirada curiosa de los demás, la tomó de la mano y la llevó hacia el bosque.

Joel, que había estado escuchando el discurso, los siguió con la mirada. Cuando Mark y Hilda desaparecieron entre los árboles, sonrió para sí mismo. Sabía lo que estaba por suceder, y la idea lo excitaba.

En el bosque, Mark encontró un claro aislado. Hilda lo miró con curiosidad, su rostro sonrojado. "Señor, ¿qué estamos haciendo aquí?" preguntó, su voz temblorosa.

Mark no respondió. En su lugar, la atrajo hacia él, sus manos explorando su cuerpo. Hilda gimió suavemente, su resistencia desvaneciéndose bajo su toque. La recostó sobre una manta que había traído, su vestido levantado, exponiendo su piel pálida.

De repente, Joel apareció entre los árboles, su presencia esperada por Mark. Sin decir una palabra, se acercó a Hilda, su polla ya erecta. Mark lo observó, su corazón latiendo con fuerza, mientras Joel se arrodillaba entre las piernas de Hilda.

La polla de Joel penetró a Hilda con facilidad, su cuerpo ajustándose a él perfectamente. Mark observó, fascinado, mientras Joel la tomaba con fuerza, su culo grande rebotando con cada embestida. Hilda gemía, sus manos aferrando la hierba, su cuerpo respondiendo a la invasión.

Mark sat to the side, his hand inside his pants, as he watched the scene. He masturbated slowly, enjoying the sight of his maid being taken by Joel. Joel's cream filled Hilda, her body trembling with each orgasm.

Days passed, and Mark continued to take Hilda to the woods, where Joel was waiting for her. Each time, the scene was repeated, with Mark watching and masturbating, enjoying the sight of his redheaded servant being taken hard. But as time passed, Mark realized his feelings toward Hilda were changing. Was it just desire that drove him, or was there something deeper at play?