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234 – How Can I Humiliate More?

234 – How Can I Humiliate More?

I thought.

What would make the Empress feel most humiliated?

What situation would excite her the most?

-I have always lived dominating others and reigning over them. It wasn’t always enjoyable.

-It was even more thrilling because it was something I had never experienced before.

Being humiliated by others.

Wanting to submit.

I pondered those words carefully.

How could I make the Empress feel more humiliated?

When she lost everything she had.

There was a memory of when she felt the most despair then.

Herself being violated in front of illusory subjects on the imperial throne.

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I thought that helplessness of spreading her pussy and being penetrated was what the Empress wanted.

Helplessness.

That was the deficiency of the Empress who possessed omnipotent power.

She reacted extremely sensitively to that word “helplessness” which she had never felt before.

What situation could give her that helplessness?

What could give such an intense presence that the Empress would forget this was an illusion and become immersed?

As I pondered, I organized my thoughts and cast a spell.

‘When she realized everything she had wasn’t real.’

When she realized the fact that she had everything was actually an illusion.

I thought that would be the strongest situation for the Empress to feel.

An immense sense of emptiness would overwhelm her.

When someone else took the place of the imperial authority she thought was absolute and irreplaceable.

And when that person had everything she possessed.

I thought that would be the greatest point the Empress could feel.

I created a fake emperor in the illusion to replace her, and made the Empress believe in that fake.

The existence of an emperor revered by everyone around, but actually without any abilities.

The implication that she would live a miserable life because of that.

I thought this alone would be enough.

And it hit the mark perfectly.

At first the Empress resisted fiercely, but when I appeared with the fake, she was stunned.

I was also included among the resources possessed by the Empress I created.

‘The Empress thinks all the empire’s people belong to her.’

Even the strongest mage is ultimately just one of the empire’s possessions.

She clearly thought that way.

The Empress’s gaze wavered as she looked at me.

Her eyes shook when the fake emperor kissed me.

And I approached her as she couldn’t come to her senses and presented my cock.

“So please allow me your cock.”

The Empress was on her knees begging me for mercy.

“Now you admit it.”

I spoke through the mouth of the guard standing next to me.

“That you’re a pathetic fake emperor.”

The guard said.

Earlier she would have resisted the guard’s words, but now the Empress kept her mouth shut while watching me.

The face of one who doesn’t want to admit it, but has no choice but to.

I spat out words insulting her, like stabbing a dagger into the Empress’s chest.

“Now why don’t you try satisfying Lord Cock with that fake emperor’s mouth?”

The Empress bit her lip at the guard’s words.

Her eyes turn to me.

They were eyes seeking my permission.

The Emperor who ruled the empire seeking permission from a mere mage.

It was already a situation where she could have been executed several times for treason.

“Suck it.”

I spoke in as cold a tone as possible.

As if I didn’t consider her the Empress at all.

Her body trembled at that cold single word.

“I-I’ll suck it.”

Her pride, once broken, did not easily regenerate.

Rather, she trembled intermittently and clutched her pounding heart.

The Empress opened her mouth and sucked my erect cock.

Not a fake cock, but my real one.

Like I did with Yuris and others at first, clumsy fakes tend to break immersion.

“Slurp, mmph.”

The Empress sucked my cock more eagerly than expected.

Was she always this good?

At first, the Empress was clearly very clumsy.

She was very unskilled at both having sex and feeling pleasure from it.

In the first illusion, I had to do all sorts of things to satisfy her.

That’s how inexperienced with sex she was.

But now the Empress sucking my cock was as skilled as a brothel woman.

To an unbelievable degree for an Empress.

‘How much did you practice?’

Did she notice the emotion in my gaze?

“Mmph! I practiced… with a fake cock shaped similarly…”

“Haha.”

As expected of the Empress, I suppose.

Her perfectionist personality showed even here.

I grabbed the head of the Empress as she greedily sucked my cock.

“But you know.”

“…”

“Technique alone isn’t everything.”

I pulled the Empress’s head in deep.

“Mmphh!”

The Empress’s cheeks bulged as she exhaled.

She looked at me in shock as the cock entered all the way to her throat.

A slave should be treated like an onahole.

That’s what the current Empress wants.

She struggled as if unable to breathe properly.

I could clearly feel her tongue, the flesh inside her mouth, and the sensation of her throat squeezing my cock.

It felt so good.

I trembled, feeling my cock throb and tingle.

It was the moment of violating the throat of the Empress that no one would dare think of approaching.

Besides the physical sensation on my cock, the psychological sense of blasphemy led to the urge to ejaculate.

The ruler of the empire that dominated the whole world.

The number one woman of the continent was now struggling beneath me with my cock in her mouth.

In this space where illusion and reality were mixed.

The Empress would think this was an illusion, but the sensation I felt was clearly real.

When that thought occurred to me, the feeling of her mouth-pussy felt different.

A cock violating the world’s greatest ruler.

Just the thought made the base of my cock tremble.

“Squeeze properly.”

“Mmph!”

She looked at me desperately.

She was struggling to somehow breathe.

“I’ll let you breathe if you satisfy me.”

Clear condescension and command.

The Empress moved her tongue, doing her best to satisfy me.

“Mmph, slurp!”

Her eyes, with tears welling up as I thrust my cock deep, looked at me.

Looking at her face like that, I pulled out my cock.

“Haah!”

The Empress took a deep breath as soon as I pulled out.

It was an action to imprint who had control now.

“Haa, haa.”

Her thick saliva stretched like a thread from the tip of my cock.

Dripping and breaking off.

I pressed my cock against the Empress’s face.

“What are you doing? Hurry up and suck. You said you wanted to eat cock, right? At this rate, I won’t be able to do it.”

Even as I rubbed her cheeks with my cock, the Empress didn’t resist much.

Just shaking her head and passively trying to escape the situation was all.

I tapped my cock against the cheek of the Empress as she helplessly accepted it.

“Put it in your mouth. And make me cum. I’m about to cum soon.”

“Yes…”

The Empress took my cock in her mouth again.

Not just using technique like before, now she moved her face on her own, thrusting the cock deep into her throat.

The urge to ejaculate bubbled up at her head movements.

“I’m cumming.”

“Mmph!”

I grabbed the Empress’s head and ejaculated in her mouth.

The Empress, with her eyes tightly shut, received the semen I shot into her mouth.

White, thick fluid filled her mouth.

A strong scent of night flowers rose up.

An alluring fragrance.

“Ah.”

She opened her mouth to show off her achievement.

A proud face, like a general returning victorious.

“Swallow it.”

“Mmph!”

The Empress obediently followed my words and swallowed the semen.

“Beh.”

The Empress stuck out her tongue to emphasize her cleanliness.

I placed my cock on her outstretched tongue and squeezed out the remaining semen from my urethra.

I shook out the very last drop into her mouth, and the Empress grinned and swallowed that too.

“Haa, haa.”

The Empress’s breathing grew rougher.

Her body had heated up enough to be flushed.

The clumsy caresses I had done earlier after using illusion magic to disguise myself as a guard seemed to have been quite effective.

“Spread your pussy. I’ll satisfy you properly. I’ll prove that you’re not the real emperor.”

“H-How…?”

“You saw earlier, right? A real emperor would easily endure my caresses. Isn’t maintaining dignity to the end what a real emperor does?”

“…”

“Well, a woman who sucks cock on her own is unlikely to be an emperor anyway, but who knows? You might be able to prove yourself the emperor.”

“…”

I waited for the Empress to spread her legs on her own.

The Empress glanced at me cautiously and carefully opened her mouth.

“I-If I just don’t cum… right?”

“That’s right. Just don’t cum. I don’t know how long you’ll last though.”

The Empress blushed as she looked at my firmly erect cock.

From her face staring entranced at the cock that had just violated her mouth, she was already far from an emperor.

She was a woman who had knelt and prostrated herself, declaring she was not the emperor.

Could she win by steeling her resolve again?

Well.

It would be difficult.

Because I had already made her that way.

Her heated body.

The declaration of defeat she had already made once.

The act of servicing with her mouth on her own.

And the real emperor identical to herself that she had seen before her eyes.

The Empress had already concluded she could not overturn things in this illusion.

Because she was an intelligent woman, her judgment was quick.

How could a woman who had already lost once win?

The first declaration of defeat is difficult, but the second is easy.

Even if her mouth refuses, her body will accept it.

“I’ll do it. I’ll do it. I-I will prove that I am real…”

Before she could finish speaking, I tapped the Empress’s clit with my wet palm.

And at that moment.

“Ohhh!!!!”

The Empress climaxed, squirting pussy juice.

The Empress trembled and came.

Her bold aspirations and determination were put to shame by how quickly she came.

A completely blissed out expression, slack mouth, and lolling tongue.

“Nngh!! Hnngh!!”

She tried to grit her teeth to somehow hold back her orgasm.

Squeeze.

“Heeek!!!!”

As soon as I lightly massaged her lower abdomen up and down while pressing it with my fist.

Because of the friction of her swollen, sensitive vaginal walls rubbing against each other from excitement, the Empress immediately climaxed, spraying copious pussy juice.

“This isn’t an empress, but a whore. Don’t you agree?”

“N-No… I-I am…”

“It’s pathetic for a woman who just admitted to being a fake emperor to try to regain her pride.”

The guard’s words stabbed like a dagger into the Empress’s chest, making her feel defeated.

“Haa, haa. D-Don’t want to cum…”

The Empress pleaded urgently.

But there was no mercy in my touch.

“Nngh!!”

Now I inserted my fingers into her pussy and worked her G-spot.

Making a female who had exposed her weakness cum was now too easy for me.

Squirt! Splurt!!

The Empress sprayed pussy juice.

“Is it okay for Your Imperial Majesty to cum so easily?”

I mocked her as I further violated her pussy.

“You should hold back. What will you do if you cum like this?”

“F-Fingers are making me lose!! I-I’m not an emperor or anything!! Hngh!! Cumming!! Cumming again!”

The Empress’s declaration of defeat.

Splurt!!!

The pussy juice she sprayed wet the dungeon walls.

In reality, it was a study densely packed with documents she had signed, but still.

The scent of a vulgar female’s pussy filled the dungeon thickly.

“Haa, haa.”

The Empress looked up at me, breathing moistly.

She was longing for cock.

“Cock…”

Because now she was no emperor at all.

Author’s Note (Afterword)

Thank you for reading.

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