The Absolute Beings Obsessed with My Defeat Addiction

CH 44



Max’s mention of the illusionary video he possessed first sparked a surge of anger in Yuris’s mind.

“He’s still keeping that illusionary video? That’s absurd.”

She had explicitly told him to keep her information confidential.

Why?

She had clearly instructed him to maintain secrecy.

She looked at Max.

Max nodded in response to her unspoken question.

“It will absolutely never be leaked. I’m the only one who can handle this illusionary magic circle.”

Yuris knew.

She knew just how sophisticated the magic circle Max handled was.

It was on a level that most magicians wouldn’t dare touch.

Reassured by his words, a new wave of thoughts began to flood Yuris’s mind.

Curiosity about her own appearance in the video.

The thought sent her heart racing wildly.

Thump-thump.

She wanted to see it.

She was curious.

She wanted to see what expression she had made, what posture she had displayed.

She wanted to glimpse, even just a little, the side of herself she could never show anyone else.

That was why.

That was why she followed Max into his shop.

“The magic circle is temporarily deactivated for repairs, so the viewing experience is for observation only, not interactive.”

“Observation only…?”

“Like watching a movie on a projector. You can only watch; you can’t share senses or become the person in the video.”

That was a little disappointing.

Simple observation would undoubtedly diminish the feeling compared to experiencing it firsthand.

“It can’t be helped.”

“Then I’ll start the video.”

Max began fiddling with something behind her.

Thump-thump.

Her heart pounded.

The thought of seeing her shameful self made her unconsciously bite her lower lip.

Even though it wasn’t a direct experience, she couldn’t control the excitement that began to build within her.

Woooong.

The shop darkened, and the video began to play on the wall in front of her.

Yuris appeared on the screen.

The video started from a detached viewpoint, not from her perspective.

“It’s not my perspective.”

“Correct. During playback, you can use the remote to switch to your desired viewpoint.”

As Max pressed a button on the wand he held, the perspective shifted.

Seeing herself through the eyes of a third party felt incredibly strange.

“You can also view it from the perspective of a single ordinary soldier, or even from the perspective of an enemy soldier attacking from outside.”

“It’s… amazing.”

Yuris stared blankly at the video, its viewpoint constantly changing.

“Um… could you fast-forward the video a bit?”

“Certainly. Where would you like to jump to?”

Yuris chewed on her lip, hesitating to answer Max’s question.

It was too embarrassing to say it out loud.

She wanted to see herself defeated, submitting to Max, the masked man.

But voicing that desire was too difficult.

“You want that scene, don’t you?”

Max, sensing her unspoken wish, manipulated the remote, and the video sped up.

And in the fast-forwarded video…

-Strong, yet you… Goddess of Victory… No.

The scarred Max’s voice declaring victory echoed.

The video was playing from the scarred Max’s perspective.

Yuris watched.

Herself on screen, looking barely able to stand.

“I… I made that expression in front of this man?”

Yuris’s face was a mixture of fear, anticipation, and excitement.

“Ah…”

“Shall I switch to a different viewpoint?”

“No, no.”

She wanted to see more.

She wanted to see how she appeared from the man’s, no, her master’s perspective.

She wanted to see, from a third-party viewpoint, just how much of a disgrace she had made of herself.

Sniff, sniff, sniff.

As the scarred Max approached, Yuris moved her nose, sniffing.

She had thought she was subtly sniffing, but…

‘How embarrassing.’

From a third-party perspective, the image of an aroused female was instantly clear.

The woman before him was not the Goddess of Victory.

She was merely a female dog seeking the scent of a male.

Gulps.

Yuris couldn’t tear her eyes away from her on-screen self.

“Beautiful.”

It should have been shameful, yet her on-screen self, her expression softening as she reveled in her desire, was incredibly beautiful.

Yuris’s hand slowly moved downwards, her gaze fixed on the screen.

Forgetting for a moment that Max was beside her, Yuris recalled her experience in the illusion.

The scarred Max’s words: choose between captivity and death.

Yuris had chosen captivity to survive.

On screen, Yuris was staring intently at the man’s groin.

“I really was a complete female dog.”

Then, the scarred Max, having declared victory, tore her clothes.

Rip!

“Ah…”

Nothing could stop Yuris’s overwhelming arousal.

Her hand naturally went inside her pants.

“Hng!”

Yuris’s body trembled as she tormented her clit with her hand.

Ah, I’m about to cum.

Every time she recalled that defeat, she felt like she was going to cum.

The sensation, half-heartedly experienced in the Knights’ Order, had made her even more sensitive.

‘I want more.’

Something more intense.

As Yuris’s finger slipped inside her panties…

She unconsciously hunched her back, letting out a bestial sound.

“Eughh!”

That’s when…

“I’ll leave the remote here.”

Max placed the remote down and stood up.

“W-wait…”

Yuris grabbed Max’s wrist with the hand that wasn’t masturbating.

“Don’t go, stay here.”

“That’s impossible. How could I possibly interrupt the Goddess of Victory’s personal time?”

“Ah, can’t you? It’s just that, compared to doing it alone…”

Yuris looked at Max’s fingers.

They were thinner than the scarred Max’s, but much thicker and firmer than her own.

How wonderful it would be if he used those fingers to ravish her.

For Yuris, who was already at the peak of arousal, shame was a non-existent word.

“I’d like some help.”

“Masturbation, you mean?”

Yuris nodded.

“…This usually requires an additional fee, but since it’s your first time and you’re a regular customer, I’ll do it as a service this time.”

Yuris bit her lip at his words.

“Th-thank you.”

“What can I help you with?”

Max moved closer.

And at that moment, the scent of a male wafted into her nose.

Faint, but definitely there.

The scent of her dominator, the one that had aroused her every time she experienced the illusion.

“Ah… c-could you sit next to me?”

“Certainly.”

Sitting beside her, the scent grew stronger.

Yuris leaned towards Max.

Sniff, sniff.

‘Good scent.’

A scent she had never experienced from the men of the Knights’ Order was intoxicating her.

“Hng!”

As she inhaled the scent, the movement of her fingers intensified.

“Haah, haah.”

Her breath came in ragged gasps.

Yuris looked at Max, who was sitting beside her, quietly watching her.

Watching her masturbate alone, without shame, in front of a man; watching her body, her face, her wet lower body.

“Um… are you just going to stay like this?”

“Haah, haah. T-touch me. Touch my breasts.”

“Understood.”

Max began to unbutton her shirt.

Yuris passively received his touch as he undressed her, continuing to masturbate with her fingers.

Her eyes remained fixed on her on-screen self.

The scarred Max on screen revealed his face, and she was ravished by him, squirting fluids.

“Ah…”

Yuris continued to move her fingers, watching her past self.

“Good. A little more…”

Max’s touch, as he sucked and kneaded her breasts, was pleasurable, intensifying Yuris’s tremors.

“Hng!”

Lubricant flowed freely.

In the faint waves of climax, Yuris sensed it.

The intensifying scent of the male’s pheromones.

She could feel that Max was also becoming aroused.

Yuris’s eyes drifted to Max’s lower body.

She saw it swelling, writhing up and down.

She could imagine the monstrous thing hidden within that wriggling lower body.

She wanted to open it.

She wanted to open that forbidden door and release the demon sealed within.

Even though she knew she shouldn’t, the overwhelming arousal urged her on.

Yuris’s fingers rested on Max’s pants.

Max, who had been caressing her breasts, looked up at Yuris.

“Yuris-nim?”

“Is… is it alright?”

She asked, her voice filled with maidenly shyness.

“Do as you please.”

“Th-then…”

Without stopping her masturbation with her right hand, Yuris undid Max’s pants.

She unzipped his pants and removed his damp underwear, revealing a dick that looked truly bestial, a thick shaft standing tall like a pillar.

“Wow…”

Yuris caressed the dick with the hand that had just removed his pants.

She smeared the pre-cum on the tip of the glans on her finger and sniffed it.

Ah.

“Good…”

Just the smell almost made her cum.

“I’ll take care of yours as well.”

“Y-yes.”

His thick fingers entered Yuris’s panties.

Yuris didn’t resist.

It was a first.

This was the first time she had allowed someone else to touch her panties in reality, not in an illusion.

Creak, creak.

“Hng!”

Her body was heating up.

The feeling of her body reacting involuntarily to another’s touch was both strange and exciting.

“Good…”

The sensation was completely different from when she did it herself.

A familiar sensation she had felt in the illusion.

With Max’s hand on her clit and her own hand on Max’s dick, Yuris watched herself being violated in the video.

How lewd she looked, panting.

She wanted to become that woman in the video.

However, unlike in the illusion, Yuris knew better than anyone that once a virgin’s innocence was lost, it could never be regained.

Therefore.

Squelch! Squelch!

“Hng!”

They were content to simply caress each other’s genitals.

“I’m going to cum…”

“Me too.”

Yuris looked to her side.

Max’s face was flushed red, panting just like her.

He looked like he was about to cum any second.

Why did that anxious expression, which he hadn’t shown much in the illusion, look so cute?

Was he just naturally strong?

They say men can’t hold back their cum easily.

Meeting his intense gaze, Yuris stammered.

“A-as I want…”

She thought this was the right answer.

And at those words…

“Then so be it.”

Max’s expression changed.

Ah, it was the right answer.

“Open your mouth, you bitch.”

In reality, not in an illusion, Yuris felt her brain dissolving in pleasure at Max’s demeaning voice.

“Yes…”

Yuris reflexively opened her mouth.

She opened her mouth wide, preparing to receive her master’s cum.

“Cumming!”

Yuris’s hand moved even more vigorously.

And now, instead of her master focusing on cumming, she herself pleasured her clit.

Anticipating the holy water he would bestow, she opened her mouth.

“Khh!”

Squirt!!

Max ejaculated.

His large dick throbbed, spewing cum.

Glug, glug.

Feeling the viscous, milky fluid filling her mouth, Yuris experienced an orgasm from the terrible smell she loved.

“Swallow.”

Obeying the order, Yuris swallowed the cum.

Shudder.

She trembled, experiencing an intense orgasm.

A pleasure she had never felt before.

“Satisfied?”

Max looked down at her and asked.

Yuris reflexively nodded.

“Yes… it was good.”

Still lost in the afterglow, Yuris answered not as a Knight Commander, but as a female dog.

It was too good.

Good enough to want to experience it again and again.

‘It’s fishy, but delicious.’

So this is what cum tastes like in reality.

“Next time, I’ll prepare something even better.”

Yuris nodded.

“P-please.”

She was already looking forward to her next visit.


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