The Absolute Beings Obsessed with My Defeat Addiction

“St-stop… .”

She had clearly been told it would be three hours.

How much time had passed?

She looked at the bandit who relentlessly tormented her breasts.

“What’s wrong? You said you liked a woman’s nipples, and you’re hard.”

The bandit chuckled, flicking her nipple with his fingertip.

“H-huuk!”

Her body trembled and reacted instantly.

Tension filled her body, and sweat poured down.

Yuris bit her lower lip, flinching at the unfamiliar sensation from her sensitive nipples.

Even as she bit her lip, the saliva that escaped her mouth dripped down her chin and onto her chest.

Even that became a pleasure for her.

Yuris was a mess.

Due to the bandit’s persistent fondling and torment of her breasts, her body was drenched in sweat and saliva, and the chair was sticky with a liquid other than sweat.

She couldn’t describe the shame she felt watching the bandit use his fingers to touch the liquid seeping from her panties and mocking her.

“Kkk, so the great knight gets this worked up from just breast fondling. Just how much pent-up desire did you have?”

“N-no. It’s not like that… .”

Was it because of the prolonged torment?

Yuris’s voice lacked the initial defiance.

“Haa, haa.”

Catching her breath, she looked at the bandit standing before her.

Having finished fondling her, he wiped his hands, slick with her sweat and vaginal fluids, with a towel.

He had mostly focused on her breasts, but to humiliate her, he rubbed her breasts thoroughly with his fluid-covered hands.

Applying the shameful liquid from her own body wasn’t the worst humiliation.

Yuris was furious at her own helplessness against the bandit who used her own shameful fluids to humiliate her.

She felt even more pathetic.

It must have been because this was her first time experiencing something like this.

Having finally calmed her racing breath, Yuris looked closely at the bandit who had so relentlessly tormented her breasts.

Unlike her, his arms were thick with bulging muscles.

He had broad shoulders and a firm chest.

Unlike her, his waist was thick, and his muscles were thick and firm.

His physique was distinctly different from hers, with her slender waist and ample breasts.

But what frightened her most was the intense masculine scent emanating from his body.

It meant he was aroused.

And it kept reminding her that she didn’t know what an aroused man might do.

In the fear she felt for the first time, Yuris’s image of the bandit became sharply defined in her mind.

His savagery, his thick biceps, and the overpowering masculine scent that made her head spin.

Yuris, looking at the bandit who had wiped his hands, squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head.

Snap out of it.

Don’t waver.

This illusion will soon be over.

It won’t be long now.

She didn’t remember the exact time, but this was clearly an illusion with an end.

“Looks like you’re thinking about something else?”

The bandit sneered.

“Sh-shut up. You ultimately failed to subdue me.”

“You were making so much noise enjoying it, yet you talk big. Well, don’t worry. I don’t want to end it like this either.”

“What?”

“What do you mean ‘what’? I have to comfort this lonely lower body of yours.”

“D-don’t do that. Wait! Stop!”

Yuris, reading lust in the bandit’s eyes, struggled and resisted, but he didn’t stop.

Instead, he grabbed her shoulders with his thick hands, as if mocking her.

“What? Do you want me to put it in? I won’t. That would be too boring.”

“What?”

“My right hand will be your husband tonight.”

“That’s ridiculous… hi-hiiiik!!”

Yuris’s pussy, flushed and dripping with shameful liquid, gushed as the bandit’s fingers entered.

His palm inside her panties stimulated her aroused clitoris, and his fingers probed her swollen, yearning pussy with a grinding sound.

It felt like lightning striking her brain.

It was an incomparably stronger shock than the nipple stimulation.

“K-k-kgh! St-stop…  M-must… ha-huut! Hng! Haak!”

She couldn’t even form words properly, her breath ragged.

When she realized that even her mouth, the only thing she could control, was disobeying her, Yuris felt a profound sense of despair.

And with it…

“H-huuuugh!!! N-no, no more~!!!!”

Yuris, the iron-blooded knight, let out a whimper, reaching a powerful orgasm.

Her body went limp, and gasping for breath, Yuris felt her consciousness fading.

No. If I lose consciousness here…

This place might become reality.

‘Not that… .’

But her body and consciousness wouldn’t obey her.

As her consciousness faded, the bandit whispered in her ear:

“I’ll let you go for now. But next time, it won’t end like this.”

Yuris lost consciousness, feeling her limbs becoming free.

***

“H-huuk!”

“Are you awake?”

When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the shop where she had first asked the illusion magician for a spell.

“H-here… .”

“It seems you enjoyed our shop’s magic.”

It was the illusion magician.

The man who had cast the spell on her.

She looked at her body.

Her uniform was drenched in sweat, but she was definitely clothed.

Both her underwear and her outer clothes.

Not only the surrounding scenery but she herself had returned to reality.

Yuris realized then that what she had experienced was an illusion.

It was too real to simply dismiss as an illusion, but the fact that she was here now meant it was an illusion, didn’t it?

“How did this… happen?”

Her voice was so hoarse she could hardly believe it was coming from her own mouth.

“Drink some water and rest. There may be some aftereffects from the powerful illusion magic.”

Only after taking a sip of water could she calm down.

“How was it? Was the experience of defeat worthwhile?”

“It was the worst. It’s an experience I never want to repeat.”

“Is that so? That’s a little disappointing. Our shop strives to provide customers with the best experience possible, fulfilling their desires.”

“…….”

She avoided answering.

Was that what I wanted?

Nonsense.

I wanted a different kind of defeat.

I never wanted this kind of experience.

She looked down at her body.

The uniform drenched in sweat.

She knew.

That the liquid soaking her uniform wasn’t just sweat.

Saliva, and the shameful female fluids she didn’t want to mention.

“Would you like to shower? We have showers for our customers. You never know what might happen after experiencing illusion magic.”

“……Okay.”

She wanted to shower.

She wanted to quickly wash away the smell from her body and erase the memory.

“I’ll show you to the shower room.”

The magician approached after speaking.

Then she smelled a familiar scent from the magician.

Sniff, sniff.

That smell.

The smell of the bandit who had overpowered and rendered her helpless.

The magician raised his hand.

Without realizing it, she flinched and stepped back.

“Yuris?”

“Wh-what?”

“What’s wrong?”

“N-nothing. Nothing… .”

Why did I step back?

It was a slow movement that she wouldn’t have even noticed in normal circumstances.  Her body reacted to that movement.

As if she had learned to fear.

“I want to shower quickly.”

“We have extra underwear and clothes provided by the shop, so please wear them.  We’ll clean your wet clothes with cleaning magic.”

“…Thank you.”

Before entering the shower room, she asked the magician standing at the door.

“Oh, I have one question. Did you also see the illusion I saw?”

He shook his head.

“No.”

“I see. That’s good.”

Yuris was relieved that she hadn’t shown such a shameful sight to anyone else, and she went inside.

She showered thoroughly, hoping the warm water would wash away her experience.

***

“Perfectly done.”

I felt a sense of accomplishment as I finished Yuris’s illusion magic.

It was a perfect ending, without a single error from start to finish.

It was the first video I was presenting to a customer.

It was unexpected that Yuris’s desires were so hardcore, but regardless, I needed to do my best as the owner.

[Yuris’s Desire: Wants The Bandit To Make Her A Mess.]

I made Yuris a mess, just as she wished.

Of course, it didn’t go as far as actual intercourse.

Going too far at the beginning could break the illusion.

After all, the intensity of an illusion depends on the mental strength of the person experiencing it, and if it’s too intense, the magic circle will forcibly stop the video to protect the person’s mind.

My role was to control that.

That’s why I went into the illusion as a character myself.

To do the fine-tuning that the magic circle couldn’t do, allowing the person to enjoy the video to the end.

I was so worked up, it was exhausting.

I thought my dick would burst inside my pants.

It hurt so much.

It’s better to gradually open up the desires, so the customer can come back often.

That’s how you get repeat customers.

It’s essential to gradually draw them into the illusion magic.

And you have to keep them coming back, or the shop won’t survive.

The masterpiece was the final line.

“I’ll let you go for now. But next time, it won’t end like this.”

It hints at a sequel, suggesting that the next time will be even more intense.

It’s an ending that makes viewers unable to resist their curiosity.

After ending it like this, are you not going to watch the next episode?

It’s a threat.

Well, I don’t know how it affected Yuris, but I’ll find out later.

Yuris repeatedly asked me if I had seen the contents of the illusion magic.

There was no need to create unnecessary anxiety for the customer.

To reassure her, I said I hadn’t seen it.

It wasn’t a lie.

I didn’t ‘see’ it.

I ‘experienced’ it with her.

Anyway, thanks to that, she could go to the shower.

“Soaked.”

I wiped the sofa drenched in Yuris’s sweat and vaginal fluids.

Cleaning magic took care of most of it.

If I hadn’t taken that class, I would have had to clean it myself, which would have been a real hassle.

I handed Yuris her freshly cleaned clothes, and she put on the clean clothes and came out again.

“Knight Commander, please visit us again anytime. We’ll be waiting with an even better experience.”

I gave her the closing remarks as she paid.

“I’ve had enough of this kind of defeat.”

But her expression says otherwise, doesn’t it?

Yuris, whose face was bright red, left the shop with a completely different expression than when she first came in.

Who would call her an iron-blooded knight after seeing this?

‘The Knight Commander will be back soon.’