The Absolute Beings Obsessed with My Defeat Addiction

Today, I continued my research at the shop for Yuris’s next video project.

The outside was noisy due to a mock battle between the Imperial First and Second Knight Orders, but it wasn’t something that concerned me.

‘Even if I were to watch Yuris win, it wouldn’t help with the material creation…’

I’ve already witnessed her victories so many times that they’ve become tiresome.

My mind overflowed with scenes of the Goddess of Victory winning.

No matter how diverse her victories were.

They were being spread far and wide as promotional materials for the Empire, so there was no need for me to watch them again.

Rather, it was time to worry about how to satisfy her.

“She’ll wants to be fucked soon…”

How should I make her think it’s happening?

‘I can’t directly shove a dildo into her pussy.’

This is a shop that shows fantasies to display and allow the experience of desire, not a shop that sells dildos.

This was the line I was upholding.

If she enters a fantasy without even knowing if she wants to, and I freely fuck her, I’ll be dragged away by the Imperial Guard.

Being taken away by the Imperial Guard as a sex offender is something I absolutely want to avoid.

If I’m not careful, I might even face a religious trial.

Therefore, even without physical insertion, she had to feel the illusion of being fucked within the fantasy.

That means, of course…

‘Some stimulation of the vulva and pussy is necessary.’

Stimulation.

“It’s about making her think there’s stimulation with a light press.”

An idea came to me.

First, I’ll slightly protrude the middle part of the chair Yuris will be sitting on, making it so that when she starts writhing in excitement, her crotch area will be pressed.

I’ll code it so that the sensation felt there in reality is amplified several times within the illusion.

And when it’s inserted, I’ll press firmly below her belly button, stimulating the vaginal area.

Her already excited body will react immediately, and she’ll fall into a pseudo-sensation of penetration even without actual penetration.

‘But this alone isn’t enough.’

I know.

Without direct stimulation, the experience will be far less satisfying.

That’s why I made a real dildo and placed it between her legs.

Pressing her vulva and lower abdomen only serves to concentrate the nerves towards the lower abdomen.

To recreate the feeling of penetration, a similar sensation needed to be felt simultaneously.

“To make her mistake the sensation, a direct, similar sensation is needed.”

How?

Like feeling a similar sensation to penetration in another hole.

That hole is…

The mouth.

It’s about doing it with the mouth, a hole that’s already exposed, unlike other holes.

The question was whether to use a dildo or a real dick.

‘A real dick would make it much more realistic.’

Since it’s not direct vaginal penetration, the sensation in the mouth needs to be even more realistic.

Synchronizing the sensations below with that would make it more realistic.

‘I’ll worry about that when it comes.’

Anyway, in this new scene, fellatio and sex will happen together.

Of course, if Yuris herself reveals her desires within the illusion.

‘She will be as aroused as she can be.’

She’ll want to do it directly.

I wonder when she’ll come.

Outside, the cheers of the crowd could still be heard.

And it continued until I finished maintaining and completing the magic circle.

A loud cheer signifying the end of the mock battle.

Fireworks exploded high in the sky.

The battle must have ended, and the results were out.

It’s probably Yuris’s victory.

I could tell without even watching.

She’s strong.

At least in swordsmanship, there aren’t many who could beat her.

The Empire, the continent… countless strong individuals exist, but there aren’t many who could defeat Yuris in battle.

As if she’s received a blessing from a goddess.

“No customers today, I guess.”

Just as I sighed with a click of my tongue,

Knock, knock.

Someone knocked on the door.

Huh? A new customer at this hour?

It couldn’t be Yuris.

Without a care for the customer who showed up at closing time, I grumbled and opened the door.

And there…

“I, I’m a little late today.”

Yuris stood there with a flushed face, her sweat still undried.

“Knight Commander? Why aren’t you at the after-party…?”

“It was boring. It’s the same after-party every time.”

Entering the shop, she turned her bright red face and spoke.

“C, could I request a video today?”

“…It’s late.”

“I’ll pay extra, as much as you want. I’ve been, feeling restless lately.”

“Understood. Would you like to shower first? Or should we just…?”

“Ah…”

Only then did Yuris realize she hadn’t showered after the battle.

The battle was short, but sweat still beaded on her forehead.

While not drenched, her body definitely smelled of sweat.

Normally, the composed Knight Yuris wouldn’t tolerate her current state.

But now, she was driven by her desires.

“Just… like this… is fine?”

As if curiosity had been piqued, she didn’t examine her state further.

Her face showed anticipation of what scene she would see if she entered the fantasy in her sweaty state.

“It’s fine. But in that case, the people in the fantasy might react differently. Is that alright?”

“Actually, I’d prefer… No, I’m just curious. I wonder what it would feel like depending on my state.”

A completely uncomposed face.

Yuris was making an expression that a victorious knight shouldn’t.

“Understood. Then I’ll set up a chair in the center of the magic circle, please sit there.”

“I will.”

As soon as I set up the temporarily modified chair for Yuris, she sat down immediately.

“Is this chair alright? It feels a little… constantly pressed…”

Yuris, unable to say exactly where it was pressing, looked at me.

“That sensation will give you the best experience, Knight Commander.”

“The best experience…”

Yuris, who had become a regular, showed more anticipation than aversion to the indecent act.

She fidgeted, as if wanting to enter the illusion quickly.

“Alright. I’ll endure a little longer.”

“Then I’ll begin now.”

The illusion magic circle began to activate.

“Ugh!”

Yuris squeezed her eyes shut and began to watch the changing fantasy.

The sharpness in her eyes began to fade, and a thin, magically created membrane formed around her.

It was a space filled with illusion magic that created a virtual space.

Those who entered that membrane possessed the power to be completely immersed in the illusion created by the magic circle.

Even if that person was Yuris.

‘It’s a precarious membrane that I could dismantle immediately if she felt hostility towards the magic circle.’

However, because it was a magic circle that focused solely on desire, preventing the user from feeling hostility, it wouldn’t be forcibly broken.

It wasn’t made to harm the user in the first place.

Within the membrane of the illusion, Yuris looked around her surroundings, like someone wearing VR.

Her surroundings would have transformed into the forest she had experienced before.

Yuris’s unfocused eyes, scanning her surroundings, met mine.

At that moment, Yuris’s mouth loosened, and she began to smile slyly.

It was just a fleeting moment.

Returning to her usual expression, Yuris glared at me like a hedgehog, full of hostility.

In the fantasy, I would appear as the bandit who humiliated her.

‘She seemed to enjoy it more than I expected.’

I had anticipated the expression she would make upon seeing me for the first time.

An expression full of anticipation for what was to come.

‘I will provide the best service.’

That way, our Knight Commander will actively promote us to others.

Of course, I know that a composed knight like her wouldn’t recommend such a shameful shop.

‘But when you let go of yourself and become honest about your desires, there are times when you want to confess it yourself.’

If that happens, we might be able to promote it on a large scale.

-Even the Iron-Blooded Knight Yuris was satisfied with the shop.

-It was the best experience.

She needs to like our shop for business to thrive.

If that happens, the initial plan, the legendary video, Nanako’s restoration, will become easier.

Having made up my mind, I began to immerse myself in the role of the bandit in the fantasy.

I will show you the improved parts from the previous video without reservation, Knight Commander.

***

Arriving again in the familiar forest, Yuris’s face softened at the sight of the bandit standing before her.

How much she had missed him.

She had endured, suppressing her desires for the mock battle.

She hadn’t seen him for almost a week.

It was too short a time to soothe herself with her own time.

The moments when he looked down on her, mocked her, and humiliated her kept coming to mind.

Of course, every time, the thought of how vulgar it was held back her reason.

But when she imagined herself in a mess in front of her subordinates before the mock battle, she felt a strange sense of liberation.

Even after her victory against Beron, even when she received an award from the Empress and was cheered by everyone, she wasn’t happy.  How surprised she was at herself.

Even at that moment, she imagined herself being subjected to the bandit.

‘I must be crazy.’

Feeling her lower body getting wet as she imagined being subjected to the bandit, she hastily fled the scene.

Even at the after-party, she was surprised at her inability to feel any excitement, yet her steps were drawn, as if bewitched, to this fantasy theater.

Was that why?

She realized too late that she hadn’t even showered after the mock battle.

At the same time, she anticipated what kind of humiliation the bandit would inflict on her in her current state.

And now.

“You’ve come again.”

As soon as she heard the bandit’s voice, Yuris felt her body tremble.

Anticipation, and fear.

Her heart pounded with fear of what she might be subjected to.

She should hate it, she shouldn’t be like this.

Why did the corners of her lips keep trying to turn up?

“I, I didn’t come to see you.”

“Of course not. You didn’t come to play the unfortunate knight again, did you? You didn’t come to see me, you came to see this dick, right?”

“…”

While she trembled, unable to answer, the bandit approached her and sniffed her.

Sniff, sniff.

“You’ve come reeking of pheromones, you horny bitch. Did you want to be ravaged by males so badly?”

Yuris, no longer resisting the insults.

The Yuris in the illusion was no longer a victorious knight.

She was just an ordinary woman, drenched in defeat.

“I, it’s not like that. I…”

“Whatever. It doesn’t matter. What matters is that you came here to be ravaged again, and I’m here facing you, isn’t that all?”

“…”

“Extend your arms. Today, I’ll take you to the mountain stronghold.”

“You’re not doing it here?”

“If being outside is your preference, I’ll grant it.”

“N, no.”

“Good. Then hurry up and extend your arms. It’s better to be dragged away as a prisoner, isn’t it?”

“…”

She nodded.

Rough-looking shackles bound her arms.

And he began to remove her armor, piece by piece.

She didn’t resist the bandit’s touch as he removed her armor.

Only her everyday clothes remained under the armor.

Only the activewear, commonly called a running shirt, that covered only her chest and abdomen remained.

She was so overwhelmingly submissive that she was grateful that at least this garment was left.

Shackled at the hands and ankles, the bandit held the rope connected to the shackles.

The structure was such that Yuris would be naturally dragged if he pulled the rope.

Realizing that she couldn’t escape him no matter how much she struggled, Yuris’s heart beat faster.

Thump, thump.

She wanted to deny it, but she could see herself anticipating what this man would do to her.

Clang, clang.

As she followed his touch, the rough sound of the shackles and chains seemed to represent her plight.

I’m not the real Yuris right now.

As they approached the mountain stronghold, the gatekeepers spoke to the bandit.

“Who’s the woman behind you?”

“The self-proclaimed Iron-Blooded Knight I caught last time.”

“Ah, that woman? Haha, she’s got a great body.”

“Don’t even dream of it. She’s mine.”

“Understood. Captain.”

At the bandit’s claim of ownership, Yuris bit her lip.

She should have felt upset, but instead, the corners of her mouth lifted.

Being someone’s possession.

Maybe it wasn’t as bad as she thought.

As she entered the hideout, she felt the gazes of other bandits.

They didn’t approach unnecessarily, only staring at Yuris.

“She’s so damn pretty. I envy the captain today. You’re going to play with that woman, aren’t you?”

“Ah, she looks like she’d be so nice to grab by the ass.”

“Damn bitch, if I had caught her, I would have fucked her senseless.”

“Haha, if you were to fuck her, wouldn’t you even feel it?”

“What?”

“They say they’re iron-blooded knights, but can they really call themselves victorious goddesses when they’re caught like that?”

“There are a lot of empty-headed women like that these days. Those who pretend to be iron-blooded knight Yuris and go on adventures.”

Crude words that viewed women only as objects were exchanged.

They were clearly targeting her.

Talking about devouring her, binding her limbs, and raping her.

As Yuris glanced at them, pouring out all sorts of words that were hard to digest, she felt her chest heat up rather than disgust.

She knew it was strange, but she couldn’t suppress the rising desire.

“By the way, I heard that the iron-blooded knight, the symbol of victory, defeated the 2nd squadron leader in a mock battle today?”

“……Huh?”

“By now, she should be celebrating her victory and having a feast with her subordinates.”

“……W-well, that’s….”

Her body trembled repeatedly.

She imagined Jeco and the subordinate knights enjoying a feast without her.

She had come here for desire, yet…

While everyone was celebrating victory, she had come here to enjoy defeat.

Unable to lift her head due to an inexplicable guilt, Yuris heard the bandit say as he turned to her.

“So, there’s no way you’re the real Yuris. Right?”

Nodding at the bandit’s words as he spoke down to her, Yuris felt the strong, pungent scent of a dominant male from the bandit who had captured her.

The scent that a female should follow.

“Y-yeah. I’m not the real Yuris.”

In that moment, the iron-blooded knight Yuris abandoned herself for defeat.