The Absolute Beings Obsessed with My Defeat Addiction

Max’s large dick entered deep into her throat.

“Ugh!”

Her throat was pierced, and her breath hitched.

The feeling of her breath being cut off, not by her own will but by another’s, was far more destructive than she had imagined.

With no oxygen coming in, her head spun momentarily.

‘Feels good.’

The dizziness from the lack of oxygen felt like her body was floating.

The overwhelmingly destructive pleasure was far more intense than the sensation she had felt while moving according to Max’s commands earlier. Helen’s body reacted instinctively.

She tried widening her throat to breathe.

She instinctively swung her arms to resist.

She looked up at Max, her eyes wide.

But no matter how much she pleaded with her eyes, Max didn’t stop raping her throat.

No, he seemed to enjoy it.

Maintaining a cold expression, a calm, pleasurable desire was evident in Max’s eyes as he looked down at her.

“Endure.”

Max’s voice, a low hum, resonated as he tugged on her collar.

His command to endure felt like it went straight to her brain.

Helen’s body, which had been putting up weak resistance, went limp.

Her breath was cut off.

She felt like she was going to lose consciousness.

Like a dog obeying its master’s command, Helen’s body reacted instinctively.

‘No. I have to resist….’

Max was using her throat as if it were a sex toy.

She understood why Max had called this punishment.

It felt good, but it was even more painful.

“Ugh!”

But even stronger than the pain was the pleasure of destroying herself while obeying his commands.

Not Silvesta.

Not a noblewoman.

Not an academy student.

She blankly watched Max defile her, a nobody.

Her face was hazy, as if she were about to lose consciousness.

Her eyes met Max’s.

And at that moment, Max loosened his grip on her face.

She threw her head back to breathe, and fresh air filled her lungs.

“Ha!”

The fishy smell of the dick mingled with the fresh air, seeping deep into her body.

Helen’s face, half-dazed, showed no trace of the composure she had displayed before as she instinctively inhaled.

“Haah, haah.”

Max pulled on her collar.

“Don’t rest.”

At his words, Helen put the dick back in her mouth.

Because the command was important.

As a mere servant, as a mere dog, I must faithfully follow my master’s orders.

If I’m told to suck, I must suck; if I’m told to spread my legs, I must spread them.

Helen sucked the dick, something she would never have done if she were Silvesta, thinking about carrying out the order.

Her jaw ached from the hot, thick, hard dick in her mouth.

It was too large for her small mouth.

“Ugh!”

“Does it feel good?”

Max asked her.

Helen nodded, her head lifted, sucking on the dick and smiling.

“Y-yes.”

It was difficult to pronounce properly because of the size of the dick, but her feelings were conveyed.

“Good answer. A disciple must faithfully answer their master’s words.”

Helen didn’t mind at all when he stroked her head like he was petting a pet.

Instead, she felt a strong sense of accomplishment each time he stroked her.

“Yes.”

There was no trace of Silvesta’s nobility in Helen’s face as she smirked, her mouth still on the dick.

She was nothing more than a beautiful courtesan, naked, using her tongue and lips to satisfy her client.

Helen, licking the dick, gathered her breasts and rubbed them against the shaft.

“You’re starting to shed your inferior student image.”

“Hee hee hee.”

Helen smiled foolishly.

It was a coquettish smile she would have genuinely hated in the past.

-A pathetic attempt to get out of this situation with coquettishness and beauty, disgusting.

Helen was doing what she hated most without hesitation.

“Then, how should I insert myself into your well-prepared dick?”

“Ah…”

Finally.

Helen, full of anticipation, pulled away from the dick and said,

“Please insert your master’s loving dick into this inferior student’s pussy.”

“…”

She thought Max would immediately take her.

But the master, whom she expected to immediately take her, showed no reaction.

He just stared down at her.

Why?

What did I do wrong?

Silvesta’s sharp mind immediately grasped the problem.

Ah.

“I’m a stupid, inferior student. Please teach me, master.”

“You need to be more desperate. Words alone won’t do.”

At his words, Helen spread her legs, her buttocks facing Max.

It was a shameful position she could never show anyone else, but Helen, intoxicated by pleasure, was unrestrained.

The lewd girl’s vulva quivered, eagerly seeking the dick.

“Haah, haah. Please quickly insert your master’s dick into this inferior student’s pussy…”

Max, watching Helen beg for the dick, her buttocks wriggling, gently pulled on her collar.

“Well done.”

She couldn’t express how much she wanted to hear that praise.

Because after this praise, the punishment, no, the reward she had been waiting for would come.

Max pulled on her collar, adjusting her position so she could receive the dick more smoothly.

“Haah, haah.”

Helen, her position corrected by another, breathed heavily, staring intently as the dick entered.

It’s coming.

It’s coming.

It’s coming.

Thwack!

“Mmph! It’s…here…the dick is here.”

The feeling of the large dick shaft sliding into her pussy was so vivid.

“Aaah, so thick…”

Just the insertion felt so good.

Helen, experiencing deep pleasure from just the insertion, took a deep breath and felt the heat rising from below.

The pleasure that ran up her spine pounded her head.

It kept pounding, as if to break her mind.

Her head spun from the feeling of her pussy stretching as the dick entered and exited.

“Mph! Haah! Good, I like it deep!”

Gasping for breath from the feeling of the dick, she felt her neck being pulled by the tightening collar.

It was the feeling of Max, her master and Instructor, pulling on her collar.

Helen’s head was thrown back.

“Stick out your tongue.”

At Max’s command, Helen naturally opened her mouth.

Then, Max’s face came closer.

He kissed her lips, pulling on her collar.

Beyond the feeling of his hot, soft lips, Helen’s eyes squeezed shut at the slimy feeling of flesh.

With her eyes closed, the sensation was even more explicit.

In the sloppy, intense kiss, Helen unconsciously moved her tongue.

She wanted to feel him more.

She wanted to enjoy the pleasure.

Helen felt happiness, connected to the man holding her collar, both above and below.

The rough pleasure rising from below and the soft pleasure descending from above.

Helen gasped for breath, surrendering her body to Max’s lead.

It felt good.

It was so good, a pleasure she had never felt before, dizzying.

It was far better than the pleasure she had felt in her fantasies.

The humiliation had amplified her satisfaction many times over.

While being fucked, Helen thought.

Did I sign the document saying I would lose my virginity?

Did I say NO?

Did I say YES?

YES and NO flickered in her mind.

She thought she had signed a document saying she wouldn’t lose her virginity.

But the feeling of the dick tearing through her was unmistakable.

Even knowing it was a fake pleasure created by an illusion, Helen’s mind reacted honestly.

Splash!

“Mph!!!”

The sound of squirting juice and the sloshing of love fluid were clear.

Sweat poured down their bodies as they exchanged saliva through kisses.

Her body moved uncontrollably in orgasm.

Max pushed her to the limit, making it difficult for her to regain control.

“J-just a little rest…”

“The lesson isn’t over.”

Max was merciless.

“You said you’d receive punishment, so you have to endure it to the end.”

“Aaah.”

Even as Helen struggled to stop him, he continued to push her.

Helen, gasping for breath and trembling, felt her mind fading from the orgasms that repeatedly pounded her brain.

“Ooh! Oooh!”

Animalistic moans escaped her lips.

‘It’s coming again.’

Unable to speak properly, she trembled, her pussy dripping,

“Mph!!!”

She could only moan.

And after several orgasms tormented her,

“Take it all.”

Max’s voice echoed.

It was an absolute command.

“Ye-yes, I’ll…take it…”

Helen nodded blankly, staring at Max.

Glasses Max hugged her tightly with his thick arms and thrust his dick deeper than ever before.

“Mph!!!”

His glans, crushing her cervix, spurted his seed into her.

Her breath hitched from the intense heat.

Helen slumped, leaning against Max’s embrace.

‘Even fake pleasure feels this good…’

How good would the real thing be?

If this feeling were all real.

If this dick had taken her virginity.

‘Wouldn’t it be many times better?’

She looked up at Max, imagining that.

And she unconsciously opened her mouth, looking at the handsome Max with glasses.

“Kiss…kiss me.”

Max smiled at Helen’s words and grabbed her chin.

It was a hot, passionate kiss.

And it was a kiss she never wanted to end.

It was more intense and lingering than any emotion she had ever felt.

Aaah.

Feels good.

If only I could stay like this forever.

Contrary to her wishes, her consciousness began to fade.

Helen felt it.

That the illusion was ending.

She reached for Max’s face in regret, but her hand never reached him.

‘Aaah…’

Next time, next time, I’ll definitely have the real thing…

That was the end.

***

“Eliminate all heretics!”

Jeco, the deputy commander of the Imperial First Knights, along with the knights, the Holy Knights of the Order, eliminated the heretics operating in the city’s underground.

He beheaded a heretic performing a summoning ritual, hoping for the descent of demons, and saw the monsters swarming in.

“Uurgh.”

“Kill…them.”

Various monsters, who had once threatened the empire alongside the demons, turned their swords on them along with the heretics.

“Damn it, they even summoned monsters?”

Jeco asked, killing the monsters rushing through the sewers.

“How many are left?”

“…”

There was no answer from the Silent Saintess.

She simply clasped her hands and prayed.

“Damn it. If only she’d say something.”

“Do not doubt the Saintess. She is praying, and soon everything will be resolved.”

The Holy Knights and priests had unwavering faith in her.

Jeco knew the Saintess was powerful.

But information sharing was essential for smooth operation.

The number of monsters filling the sewers was estimated to be in the hundreds.

And if you included the heretics controlling them, it was far more.

Including himself, there were about 20 knights, 50 Holy Knights, and 10 priests.

The priests were essentially combat ineffective, so the total number was less than 80.

They were outnumbered.

Among the monsters, there were high-ranking monsters that could fight on par with a single knight.

Maintaining the front line was all they could do.

He was considering requesting reinforcements from the city guard and regular army when…

“…”

The Saintess, who had been praying with her hands clasped, raised her head.

She moved her small lips.

Whoosh!

Holy power suddenly surged through the sewers filled with monsters.

And at that moment.

“Kuurgh!”

“Kaaack!”

The monsters and heretics began to scream.

It was their end.

The heretics gathered to summon demons and the monsters they controlled all vanished from that spot.

Yes, they vanished.

“…What the…?”

Jeco stared blankly at the Silent Saintess.

It was the moment he realized why the Holy Knights and priests had such unwavering faith in her.

“Now we just need to investigate.”

The Holy Knights, as if the miracle the Saintess had shown was natural, began to investigate the sewers.

Jeco couldn’t take his eyes off the Saintess, who had ended everything.

Her overwhelming power seemed to indicate her holiness.

She was indeed the one who had killed the Demon King.

Then it happened.

“…A new revelation has come.”

The Saintess, who hadn’t spoken a single word during the few days they had been together, spoke for the first time.

It was a small, beautiful voice, barely audible unless one focused intently.

“…I will return to the capital first.”

After speaking, the Saintess left with the priests.

The Holy Knights, expressing their respect for her, immediately began investigating the scene.

And so did Jeco.

‘An amazing person. Someone with truly amazing power.’

He understood why the Holy Knights had remained calm despite the impossible odds.

With a Saintess possessing such power, the thought of them losing never crossed their minds.

He couldn’t take his eyes off the Saintess’s receding figure for a long time.

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