NOVPUBThe words landed like a whip, sharp and degrading, and Vivi's breath hitched, her throat dry as she watched her mother's reaction. Diana's shoulders stiffened, a flicker of defiance crossing her face, but then Cassius's eyes glinted—bright and utterly unyielding.
That look alone made Diana shrink back, her body caving as if she'd been struck.
Vivi's heart also pounded, a strange heat coiling in her core, her fascination warring with the instinct to look away...But she couldn't.
Cassius wasn't playing; his presence filled the room like a storm, and Diana, trembling, obeyed.
She raised her chest, her breasts jiggling slightly as she pushed them forward, the motion awkward and hesitant.
But Cassius's lips curled into a sneer.
"That's it?" He mocked, his voice cutting. "If I were a customer, I wouldn't spare you a coin. You wouldn't make it home with enough to feed your family...Do it properly."
Diana tried again, straining to lift her chest higher, but her hands, bound behind her back, left her struggling, her balance faltering as if she might tumble from his lap. Cassius's crooked smile widened, his eyes gleaming with cruel amusement.
"Can't lift them any higher, can you?" He taunted, his voice a low chuckle. "Of course you can't, with those massive udders weighing you down. So heavy, and for what? Just useless slabs of fat."
His hand shot out, groping her roughly, his fingers sinking into her flesh as Diana let out a soft whimper, her body tensing under his touch.
"Ahhh!♡~"
Vivi's throat tightened, her pulse racing as she watched, unable to tear her eyes away, as Cassius's hand moved to Diana's chin, tilting her face up to meet his gaze. His other hand toyed with her nipple, teasing it with a slow cruelty.
"So, tell me, Diana, since I don't know." He said, his voice a dangerous purr. "What's the point of these fat mounds on your chest? What good are they, taking up all that space? Useless, aren't they?"
Diana's face burned, her voice trembling as she stammered.
"T-They're not useless." Her words came out in a rush, desperate. "When Vivi was a baby, I breastfed her with them. They gave her life, kept her alive. They were everything."
Cassius's eyes narrowed, a mocking smirk twisting his lips.
"Oh, so they were milk factories once. Impressive, I'll give you that. But now?" He squeezed her breast hard, his fingers digging in as if testing her. "Where's the milk now, Diana? You're so proud of these, but they're dry as dust."
His grip tightened, and Diana's whimper grew louder, her body squirming under the pressure.
"Nothing's coming out, is it?...Bone dry...Useless."
Vivi's chest heaved, her breath shallow as a flush crept up her neck, her body betraying her with a heat she couldn't name, while Cassius's smile widened.
"Maybe you just haven't tried hard enough." He mused, his voice dark with menace. "Maybe if I squeeze hard enough—really crush them, something might come out."
Diana's eyes widened in panic, her breath catching as she imagined the pain, but then Cassius's expression softened, his hand brushing her cheek in a mockery of tenderness.
"Relax." He said, his tone almost soothing. "I won't do that. Useless as they are, they don't deserve that kind of punishment."
Vivi exhaled, her relief tinged with a shameful thrill that pulsed low in her body. She hated herself for it, but the scene—Cassius's cruelty, her mother's submission, stirred something primal in her.
Cassius's gaze then flicked back to Diana, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "So, if they can't make milk, what are they good for? Why do they take up so much space, huh?"
"...Tell me one use, Diana. You've got ten seconds, or I'll slap them so hard you'll feel it for days." He raised his hand high, the threat hanging in the air like a hammer.
Diana's eyes widened, her breath coming in short, frantic gasps. "I—I don't..." She stammered, panic clawing at her voice as she really couldn't think of any uses for them other then breastfeeding. But out of desperation of not wanting to be slapped around, she ended up saying rather shocking.
"T-They, my breasts. They...They can seduce men."
She blurted, her words soft and coy, her face flushing with shame as she averted her gaze.
Cassius's smile was slow and wicked. "What was that? I didn't hear you." He leaned closer, his eyes boring into her. "Say it again, and look at your daughter as you say it this time, so she can hear what her mother is using her breasts for loud and clear."
Diana's eyes flickered toward Vivi, a shy, almost pleading gaze that carried an unspoken apology, as if she were begging her daughter to forgive what she was about to say. Her cheeks burned, the flush creeping down her neck as she swallowed hard, her voice trembling but resolute.
"T-These breasts, they..." She began, her words soft and hesitant. "...they can be used to seduce men, Vivi. Seduce any man out there."
The admission hung in the air, raw and vulnerable, and Vivi's breath caught, her own face heating as she watched her mother's humiliation unfold.
Cassius's lips curled into a grin, his eyes glinting with a dangerous curiosity. "Oh, is that so?" He drawled, leaning closer, his voice a low, teasing purr that sent a shiver down Diana's spine. "Seduce men, you say? That's a bold claim, Diana and I'm going to need more than that."
"...So, tell me how exactly do these work their magic? Don't skimp on the details. Paint me a picture." His hand hovered near her chest, fingers twitching as if itching to touch, his gaze pinning her in place.
Diana's throat bobbed, her eyes darting to Vivi again, a silent plea for understanding before she forced herself to continue. Her voice quavered, but she pressed on, each word a struggle against her own shame. "
These...these breasts of mine, they always draw attention." She said, her tone low and faltering, as if confessing a sin. "Men can't help but look. They're...they're big, heavy, and they make men stare, make them want me."
"I could use them to get what I want, to make them do whatever I ask. Men are like animals, Cassius—they see a woman's chest, and it's like nothing else matters."
"And because of that these...these assets, they're powerful. No man can resist them...I could make them bend to my will, make them see me as something they can't ignore." Her voice grew softer, almost coy, as she finished, her face burning with a flush that spread to her chest. "They're objects of seduction, that any women can wield to her will." She whispered, her eyes dropping to the floor, unable to meet his gaze or Vivi's.
Vivi's heart pounded, her own cheeks flaming as she listened to her mother's words. She should have been horrified, should have wanted to shield her mother from this degradation, but Instead, a shameful heat bloomed in her core, her body betraying her with a fascination she couldn't suppress.
Diana's words echoed in her mind—objects of seduction, and she couldn't help but glance at her mother's chest, the way it strained against her top, the way Cassius's eyes devoured it.
But before Diana could catch her breath, suddenly a sharp crack split the air.
Slap!~
Cassius's hand had come down hard on her right breast, the sound of flesh colliding reverberating through the room.
"Hyaaa!♡~"
Diana gasped, a pained whimper escaping her lips as her body jolted, her eyes flying to Cassius's face, wide and wounded like a scolded child.
"W-Why?" She whispered, her voice trembling with hurt and confusion. "I did what you asked! I said what you wanted! Why did you...why did you slap me? It hurts, Cassius, it hurts so much..."
Vivi froze, her breath catching in her throat, fear spiking through her as she watched the scene unfold. The sudden violence of the slap had startled her, leaving her voiceless, her body rigid with dread and something darker, something that made her pulse race.
She wanted to speak, to protest, but the weight of Cassius's presence silenced her, his authority filling the room like a storm cloud.
Cassius's expression was unreadable for a moment, his hand still hovering in the air as if considering another strike. Then he leaned back, his lips twitching into a faint, almost amused smile.
"Why?" He repeated, each word laced with a mocking edge. "Because you deserve it, Diana."
"Talking like that in front of your own daughter? Filling her head with such filthy ideas? Telling her to use her body to seduce men, to manipulate them like some cheap temptress?"
"...That's not the kind of example a mother should set."
His gaze flicked to Vivi, sharp and commanding.
"Look at her, Vivi. Look at your mother. See how she's using those breasts of hers, parading them like they're tools for sin."
"You don't need to follow in her footsteps. These..." He gestured dismissively at Diana's chest. "...they're nothing but the devil's work, luring men into ruin."
Diana's face crumpled, a spark of deflance flaring in her eyes as she shook her head, her voice rising in a desperate bid to reclaim her dignity.
"No, that's not true!" She cried, her words tumbling out in a rush. "I-I never used them like that! I was only speaking hypothetically, Cassius, because you forced me to say something! I don't...I don't go around seducing men. I'm not that kind of woman!"
Cassius's smile widened, slow and dangerous, as he reached out to cup her chin, forcing her to look at him. His touch was firm, possessive, his thumb brushing along her jaw in a way that made her tremble.
"Is that so?" He murmured, his voice soft but laced with menace. "You're telling me you're innocent, Diana? That you don't use those assets of yours to get what you want?"
He leaned closer, his breath warm against her ear as he continued, his tone dropping to a whisper.
"Because I've seen you, you know. At the hospital, when you're playing the professional, all buttoned up and proper, you keep everything covered, don't you?...No hint of cleavage, no flash of skin."
"But when it's just us—when we're in those private meetings, discussing medical cases or...other matters, don't you always tug your top just a little lower?"
His fingers traced the neckline of her shirt, a mocking imitation of her alleged habit.
"Don't you let just a bit of that cleavage show, just enough to catch my eye?"
"...Tell me, Diana, if that's not you trying to seduce me, then what is it?"
Diana's heart thudded, her face flaming as she struggled to find words seeing that her actions had been found out.
"I...I didn't mean to." She stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "It wasn't on purpose, Cassius. I swear, I wasn't trying to...to seduce you."
"It was just...I don't know, maybe I did it without thinking. I didn't mean for you to notice."
Her eyes darted away, shame flooding her features as she realized the truth in his words. She had pulled her top lower in those moments, an unconscious gesture, a fleeting desire to be seen not just as a colleague but as a woman. And now, he'd caught her, laid her bare in front of her own daughter.
Vivi's eyes widened, her breath shallow as she stared at her mother, a strange awe settling over her. The revelation hit her like a wave her mother, the unshakable Diana, had been subtly flaunting herself, drawing Cassius's attention in ways Vivi had never Imagined.
The thought sent a jolt through her, shock and curiosity that made her skin tingle.
Had her mother really been trying to seduce him?
Had she been wielding her body like a weapon, all while Vivi saw her as a pillar of strength?
These thoughts strormes through her head as Vivi's gaze flickered between her mother's flushed, mortified face and Cassius's smug, knowing smile...
