The Absolute Beings Obsessed with My Defeat Addiction

“Hoo……”

I watched Helen reach her climax, feeling her body under my touch.

A real dick hadn’t been inserted, but Helen was experiencing a deeper climax than anyone else.

By rubbing her clit with my fingers, pressing her lower abdomen, squeezing her neck, and inserting my fingers into her mouth—alternating these pseudo-penetration sensations—I created the illusion of actual penetration.

And as her climax intensified, my own dick throbbed, about to burst with arousal.

“Kkeut!”

My dick, engorged to its limit by the female pheromones, ejaculated onto her belly, driven by the pheromones released by the climaxing woman.

“Ooh…….Ooooh!”

Helen’s body, trembling in my hands as she climaxed, bucked up and down, her belly receiving my cum.

“Haa, haa.”

Even though she was gasping for breath from exhaustion, I wiped her body, still lost in the afterglow of her climax.

Honestly, it took extreme self-control to not thrust my real dick into Helen’s vulva, as she herself was writhing and spreading her legs.

How could I possibly ignore the chance to penetrate the virgin vulva of Lady Silvestra, the object of everyone’s envy and jealousy?

‘That was really hard.’

Helen’s vulva was so wet that if I’d made one wrong move, it would have gone inside.

Especially since Helen was moving her hips herself.

Fortunately, the illusion ended without complete penetration.

Even after cumming once, my dick still throbbed, unsatisfied.

‘Calm down.’

I can’t violate a client.

Not until they give their consent.

That was the duty of the owner.

What if the client consents?

Then there’s no need to hit the brakes.

After tidying my clothes, I wiped Helen’s body, cleaning the fluids and sweat she’d released.

“Are you awake?”

I asked Helen, who was staring at me with a dazed expression, even though she was conscious.

As soon as she met my gaze, Helen flinched and looked away.

Her face was bright red, and she stammered, her lips pursed.

“I-it’s over.”

“Yes. You seemed to enjoy it. You even lost consciousness.”

“D-do you really have to say that?”

Helen’s voice, complaining to me, lacked the previous sharpness.

Perhaps because she was satisfied, there was a hint of coquettishness in her tone.

For the proud Helen to speak in such a sweet voice…

If anyone else who knew her had seen this, they would have been shocked.

“Were you not satisfied?”

“W-well, no……”

“As someone who provides services, I need accurate feedback.  It helps me provide better service next time.”

“…….”

Hesitantly, she gently caressed her lower abdomen and rubbed her thighs before nodding.

“It felt…good.”

“I appreciate your honesty.”

Helen bowed her head deeply.

“Go wash up and change your clothes. Put your clothes in the laundry hamper over there.”

“Ah.”

Only then did Helen finally notice her own clothes.

The outfit from the shop, labeled ‘illusion Screening Room,’ was still damp from her various fluids, uncleaned.

The wet stains were vividly visible, the dark purple dye clinging to her body.

“Y-you should have told me this beforehand!”

She fled to the shower room in a hurry.

From inside the shower, Helen poked her head out and called me.

“U-um, excuse me, Instructor.”

“Yes?”

“M-maybe…have you considered wearing glasses?”

“Glasses?”

“Yes……”

“I’m sorry, but my eyesight isn’t bad enough to need glasses.”

“B-but I heard that fashion glasses are a thing among nobles these days…?”

“I’m not financially well-off enough to spend money on such things.”

“Ah……”

Helen looked around the shop again.

“I see. Okay.”

“Go ahead and shower.”

After Helen went into the shower room, I checked the magic circle again, reviewing the memories and records from her illusion.

It was a higher-quality illusion video than I expected.

The academy setting, my role as the Instructor, and her circumstances—all three elements perfectly combined to allow Helen to fully immerse herself.

The slightly forced situation, combined with the illusion magic class, the Roter, and some spanking punishments, perfectly persuaded her.

Thanks to this, Helen enjoyed the illusion desires without any sense of incongruity.

Personally, it was a satisfying result.

I’d give it an 8 out of 10 or higher.

However, there was one thing I regretted.

“Why does this keep auto-completing to my appearance?”

No matter how many times I touched it during the screening, the face of the male character in the illusion kept completing as my face.

My face with glasses.

I first noticed it when I saw my reflection in the window while spanking Helen’s butt.

Did the illusion magic class have an effect?

‘No. It must have been this face from the beginning.’

Because I didn’t change it myself.

If that’s the case, the illusion magic class didn’t influence it.

Otherwise, it means my image was deeply ingrained in Helen’s mind.

‘Were the memories from when I visited as a part-time instructor that strong? Or maybe the fact that she couldn’t break my illusion magic had an effect.’

To find a clearer reason, I needed to take the time to research it.

‘Why did I put on glasses?’

In this illusion, I perfectly matched her preferences.

A perfect man who doesn’t exist in reality.

Intelligence, physique, tall stature, handsome appearance, appropriate refinement, and a wonderful voice.

I combined various elements to create this character.

Of course, my reflection in the illusion window was slightly more muscular and had a sharper nose than my real self.

It was like a stylized version of the handsome me I sometimes see in the bathroom mirror.

Seeing my illusion-enhanced self was a little awkward.

I clearly intended to create a fictional character, but the perfect fictional character was combined with my features to create a new person.

Like my face retouched by 21st-century AI.

“To think she’d find me handsome.”

Of course, I tried to modify it several times during the video.

It was better to avoid exposing my face in the illusion, no matter what.

The reason was simple.

The appearance of a real person, especially me, an illusion magician, in the illusion made it too obvious that it was an illusion.

Moreover, if my face appeared in a video dealing with such desires, it was likely to cause misunderstandings.

The misunderstanding that I was using illusion magic to satisfy my own desires with my clients.

So I tried my best to avoid it.

But the video had already started, and I couldn’t turn back.

The sense of depravity of using my face to violate a client made my dick several times harder than usual.

If I had inserted my dick at that moment…

I’m sure I would have cummed instantly.

In any case, I had no choice but to maintain that face until the end of the video.

‘That’s probably why she’s more embarrassed…’

I should improve this part in the next video.

It was unexpected that Helen didn’t say anything.

‘I thought she would definitely complain, considering her personality.’

Instead, she retreated, embarrassed.

Is she unexpectedly immune to this kind of thing?

Or maybe she decided to let it go because she was satisfied.

Of course, if I repeated the same mistake, she wouldn’t let it go so easily, so some adjustments were necessary.

While waiting for Helen to come out, I examined the magic circle, slowly checking why that problem occurred.

‘Busy, busy.’

***

“W-what do I do…?”

Back in reality, Helen couldn’t meet Max’s eyes.

Was it because of the experience she had in the illusion?

As soon as she saw Max, the illusion Instructor who had pressured and dominated her in the illusion came to mind, making her face flush.

The memories of that time…

His voice scolding her…

His thick fingers spanking her butt…

His large hand gripping her neck…

And that large dick that ravaged her insides…

Kept surfacing.

-You are a deficient student lacking in education.

It felt like Max would say those words at any moment if he opened his mouth.

Because of the incident with the nerd, I thought she would be unaffected even when seeing Max.

Even though she was forcibly violated in the illusion, Aeson in reality was a low-class citizen who couldn’t dare meet her eyes.

I thought Max would be the same.

So I looked at Max without thinking much.

Was it because her lower abdomen, her womb, was still enjoying the afterglow of the climax she felt in the illusion?

As soon as she met Max’s eyes, smiling at her, Helen bowed her head.

For Lady Silvestra to avert her gaze first…

That was absolutely unacceptable.

Even though she was back in reality.

I am Lady Silvestra.

Why?

Why can’t she meet my eyes?

Isn’t it her nature to glare at her opponent and speak in a domineering manner?

‘She should be no different from a nerd, but why…?’

She looked at Max.

Helen secretly thought that glasses might suit him.

What am I thinking?

That it would suit him?

Who?

That perverted Instructor?

‘I’ve gone mad.’

Whoosh!

Helen washed her body with cold water to clear her mind.

But the feeling of the cold water on her skin was like…

Crack!

-Helen is a deficient student.

It felt like Max’s cold gaze looking down at her, making her tremble.

Her body, which had been washed clean, was once again soiled with other fluids.

“Aaah…….A deficient student……”

Her heart pounded.

As if it would burst.

“The Instructor really does suit glasses……”

Thinking of Max wearing glasses, she gently squeezed her nipple with her finger.

***

“You’ve worked hard. Go home and rest. It’s best to get a good rest for a day.”

“…I know.”

Having calmed down while showering, Helen’s voice was stronger than before.

Perhaps it was because of the escorts who had come to pick her up.

She had to act like Lady Silvestra in front of them.

“Will you come again? If you plan to visit again, it would be helpful if you could schedule it in advance.”

“Next…?”

“Yes.”

Helen glanced at her escorts before nodding.

“Okay. I’ll come again next time. It would be good to show a better video then.”

“Understood.”

I registered a new appointment for Helen.

“I hope today’s experience was enjoyable. Please be careful on your way back.”

“……Y-yes.”

Helen left the shop in a hurry.

It seemed I had gained another regular customer.

“I should close up shop for today.”

My body felt stiff.

To remove the lingering smell of man from the room and satisfy Helen in the illusion, I should also ventilate the room.

“You’ve worked hard today.”

***

Victory.

The Imperial First Knights returned victorious.

They had exterminated the bandit groups scattered throughout the east, starting with Mangol Mountain.

It might be called a mere bandit extermination, but Yuris’s victory was always special to the Imperial citizens.

The Goddess of Victory had returned victorious once more.

The Empire remains great.

The fact that the opponent was weak bandits was insignificant.

The Empire’s remaining strong enemies had already been defeated by Yuris.

The current celebration was no different from a celebration enjoyed by the already victorious Empire.

There were almost no forces left to threaten the Empire.

Even as Yuris looked at those welcoming her, her heart didn’t flutter.

“Aren’t you happy?”

As if reading her mind, Deputy Commander Jeco asked her.

“How could I not be? Everyone returned unharmed.”

“Then why are you making that expression?”

“Me? What expression?”

“A bored expression.”

“Bored…?”

It wasn’t a wrong statement.

There was nothing for her to ‘enjoy’ in this battle.

At Jeco’s words, Yuris let out a sigh of realization.

“I see.”

“Yes?”

“I’m not enjoying the victory.”

She murmured softly, her eyes drifting away from the Imperial Palace.