The Absolute Beings Obsessed with My Defeat Addiction – CH 37

To My Wife, I Will Show You the Face of the Ruler
Yuris, the Imperial Army, and the Imperial Knights were all taken prisoner and dragged into enemy territory.
They couldn’t even resist.
Yuris had been defeated, and even her weapons and armor had been taken away.
Yuris walked at the head of the prisoners, leading the way in shackles.
The clothes torn by the masked man had been replaced with Philipord-style garments.
She was the only prisoner wearing shackles and Philipord-style clothes.
Perhaps it was thanks to her sacrifice.
The other prisoners followed behind in a much freer state than expected.
They had only been robbed of their weapons and were not even shackled.
“Lady Yuris…”
“Ah, I’m sorry.”
The prisoners followed her, tears in their eyes.
The soldiers had already lost their will to fight.
Even Yuris, the goddess of victory, had been defeated.
Yuris bit her lip as she listened to the soldiers sobbing behind her.
‘So this is what it’s like. What it means for me to lose.’
It meant not only her defeat but the defeat of the Empire.
If this were reality.
She secretly calmed her throbbing, pounding heart and walked ahead.
Her face flushed with the excitement of transgression.
“I’ll try to find a route to escape somehow.”
Zeke, who was following closely behind her, whispered to Yuris.
“…”
She couldn’t answer and nodded.
The slight guilt in his voice silenced her.
She hadn’t imagined she would be with the Knights even in a fantasy.
Her previous fantasies had always been just her alone.
She felt genuinely sorry.
She felt a little guilty for dragging them into a fantasy to fulfill her desires.
But apart from that, Yuris felt her heart beating faster and faster.
Just like the bandit had done to her, the Empire’s enemies would thoroughly violate her.
She could still vividly feel the sensation of her breasts being grabbed by those thick hands.
She had been defeated and humiliated in front of everyone.
It was only a matter of touching her breasts, but that alone made her head spin with excitement.
Yuris swallowed hard.
‘If this is the beginning…’
What kind of situation will come next?
Knowing it was a fantasy, she felt more anticipation than fear.
The anticipation grew stronger as she was dragged into enemy territory.
The masked man, who was watching Yuris being dragged to the prison camp, called out to the Philipord soldiers.
“@#$%%@#!$~!@#.”
“%^.”
Then, at the direction of the masked man, who seemed to be the captain, the soldiers nodded and grabbed her, dragging her somewhere.
“C, Captain!”
“You bastards! Let go of the Captain!”
Don’t.
You don’t have to step forward.
The knights who tried to block the Philipord soldiers from taking her were beaten by the soldiers.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
“Kghh!”
“S, stop! I’ll go with you, so leave them alone.”
Perhaps her will was conveyed even though they couldn’t understand her words.
At her words, the soldiers stopped their merciless beating.
“I, I’m okay, so take care of yourselves.”
“Understood, Captain.”
She smiled sweetly at her subordinates.
It was a relief in a way.
She could alleviate some of her guilt towards them with this.
Yuris was led by a soldier to a tent.
It was a tent that was particularly large compared to the other tents.
“This is…”
At the soldier’s gesture to enter, she entered the tent without a word.
Inside, there was a large bed and a huge suit of armor hanging.
It was clearly the masked man’s tent.
There was no need to look around the tent any further.
“Such a strong smell…”
Of course, the masked man’s scent permeated the entire tent.
It was a suffocatingly strong smell.
A powerful scent that would make any woman, any female, go into heat as soon as they smelled it.
“Ah.”
She unknowingly trudged towards the bed.
The place where the lingering scent was strongest.
The bed, the space where people spend the most time.
As soon as she sat on the blanket, she felt as if the masked man’s fragrance was enveloping her.
“I’m going to be violated here.”
By that man.
As she swallowed hard and imagined what would happen to her, she heard the sound of the tent flapping.
“Did you wait?”
The masked man’s deep voice.
Yuris glared at him without a word.
It was true that she had been dragged here as a sacrifice (?) for her subordinates, but she was still the goddess of victory.
‘I don’t want to be seen as a weak woman who doesn’t resist.’
Maybe if it was the bandit who had dominated her before.
She didn’t want to submit to a strange man.
Of course, this masked man had defeated her, but that was purely because of that smell, not just because this man was strong.
“Your eyes are still alive.”
“…”
“Wife. Must obey husband.”
The masked man pointed at Yuris.
“Wife.”
Then he pointed at himself.
“Husband.”
“Do you think I’ll submit to a barbaric Philipord?”
“Don’t understand. Haven’t you already surrendered?”
“That’s because you took my subordinates hostage…”
“…Then kill subordinates?”
“What?”
“Obey my words. Then save subordinates. If not. Kill subordinates.”
Again.
Again, he’s taking her subordinates hostage.
“Cowardly man.”
He was completely different from the previous bandit.
At least that bandit didn’t act so cowardly.
Regardless, she had no choice but to obey in this situation.
“Take it off.”
If she refused the masked man’s order, her subordinates would die.
Even though it was a fantasy, she didn’t want to kill them, so Yuris took off her clothes herself.
“Lie face down on the bed.”
“What?”
“Realize you are weak female. Teach that female must be dominated by male.”
“…”
Yuris, completely naked, lay face down on the bed.
And at that moment.
“Mmph!”
The man’s scent left on the bed entered her nose deeply.
Her head spun.
It was such an intense smell that her whole body tingled.
Her hands gripping the bedsheets tightened.
“Ugh…”
And then the masked man climbed on top of her.
The pressure was no joke.
The weight pressing down on her made it hard to even breathe, and she gasped for air.
“%@#$@$#?”
Philipord language, not clumsy Imperial language, was heard in her ears.
Even if she begged him not to, the masked man didn’t seem to want to move.
“C, can’t breathe…”
“%#%@^@#.”
She could feel the masked man’s gaze from above as he straddled her.
Yuris began to feel helpless at the sight of herself being subdued just by him climbing on her back.
Why, why is this happening?
We were evenly matched when we fought.
Why… can’t I resist now?
No matter how much she struggled, she couldn’t escape the man’s weight.
Had he felt it was enough?
Or did he think she would suffocate and die if he went any further?
The masked man got up again, and his fingers pressed down hard on her buttocks and the back of her neck.
“Hngh!”
As he massaged her buttocks, where all her nerves were concentrated, she finally caught her breath.
She groaned and buried her face in the bed, inhaling deeply.
The pungent smell of a male emanating from the bed.
Her head spun as if the smell was violating her brain.
“Ugh, st, stop…”
“It hasn’t even started yet.”
The masked man’s calm words seemed to be coming from afar.
From closer than that.
“Hngh!”
She felt his touch caressing her body.
He tickled her buttocks with his fingers, then his hand slipped inside her thigh.
“Th, there… Hngh!”
Her body tensed at the sensation of his fingers entering her intimate place.
Her toes curled, and her feet wiggled.
Her hands gripped the bedsheets tightly, wrinkling them.
“Wet. Means woman is excited.”
“N, no…”
Her mouth, loosened by the sudden pleasure, couldn’t utter proper words.
“Really? Then I’ll do more.”
“What…?”
The masked man’s fingers now began to move upwards, centering on her buttocks.
His thick fingers traced her waistline.
A chilling sensation made her body tremble.
Yuris, realizing that she could no longer resist, panted as she felt the rising excitement.
“Haa, haa. Ugh…”
Now, the word “no” no longer came from her mouth.
It was a different kind of violent torture than the violent torture she had suffered before.
The masked man, who had taken away her freedom with her body and even crushed her will to resist with pleasure, slowly violated her body.
His fingers, which had crept up stealthily, traced her ribs and caressed her large breasts, which were pressed against the bed.
“Aah…♥.”
A moan burst from her lips.
It was a sound she couldn’t believe she had made.
It was the sound of a bitch who had been soaked in the smell and tamed by the fingers of a male caressing her female body.
“St, stop…”
It felt so good.
Even though he wasn’t touching her nipples, just touching her breasts and areolas made it hard to breathe.
It felt so good.
To the point of losing her mind.
Her whimpering voice, as if she was acting spoiled, was being coquettish like a goddess of prostitutes.
She wanted him to do more.
She wanted him to do it more intensely.
She wanted him to not just touch her areolas with those thick hands, but to pinch her perky, erect nipples.
Yuris, intoxicated by the smell, raised her head and looked at the masked man who was massaging her body gently and harshly.
His eyes were asking.
-How far should I go?
-Tell me if you want it. That you are nothing more than a bitch.
-Break the haughty attitude you had until just now and obey me.
-Serve your husband.
He was making an offer that shouldn’t be accepted.
Reason was telling her to stop here.
But.
“Ugh… Haa!”
Even at this moment, her body, which was trembling as if electrified, wanted even stronger pleasure.
“To…uch me.”
The winner of the battle between reason and desire was desire.
“Imperial language. Don’t know. Say in detail.”
The masked man’s eyes, smiling slyly, demanded an even more miserable line.
The victorious male demands that the defeated female be even more coquettish.
“To, touch me. Grab my perky nipples hard. Please, I want to cum…”
With a drooling mouth, Yuris pleaded.
The masked man smiled at her declaration of defeat, uttered once more.
“Good. Like a proper female.”
A gift given with praise.
The masked man’s fingers twisted her nipple hard.
“Hngghhh!!!”
The pleasure that started in her chest traveled up her spine and struck her brain.
“I’m, I’m gonna c-cum…!!!”
Pshoo-shoot!
Her pussy hadn’t even been touched, but it was already squirting out jets of fluid, blyoot-blyoot.
“Feels, so good…”
Sprawled out in an awkward position, she writhed in pleasure that felt like needles piercing her brain.
Meanwhile, her body was being soaked once more in the man’s pheromone-filled scent.
“Massage, finished. Female acknowledged. Serve the male.”
Yuris, snapping to attention at the masked man’s command, nodded and crawled towards him on all fours.
With trembling hands, she removed the masked man’s clothes.
Shhhhk.
As the dopo, a Philford-style casual outfit, was removed, a muscular body covered in scars was revealed.
The hard body, which dominated females and intimidated other males, was covered in rough scars.
Her breath caught in her throat at the sight of his body.
Her body admired the manliest body she had ever seen.
If she were to be embraced by that body, she would be breathless, just like before.
She could understand why she hadn’t resisted when she was pinned down by him.
His body itself was a weapon.
And the man’s thing hanging below that hard body…
“Wow…”
It was a size befitting his massive body.
And from there…
The vile scent that dominated and trampled her emanated.
Yuris, her legs giving way, knelt before the man without realizing it, closing her eyes to savor the scent.
Ah.
This was the scent.
The scent of the master who dominated me.
Entranced by the scent, which was similar to that of the bandit back then, she closed her eyes and kissed the tip of his cock.
Smack.
The fishy taste of pre-cum and the hot sensation of his cock were felt on her lips.
“Master…”
Yuris, worshiping his cock as if worshiping a god, looked up at the masked man.
“Good.”
The masked man stroked her head with his large hand.
“Will show wife, dominator’s face.”
With those words, he removed his mask.
“Huh?”
It was a familiar face.
It felt a little rougher than she remembered, and it was covered in scars here and there, but it was definitely a face she knew.
‘The Illusion Mage…?’
It was the face of that mage.
She suddenly realized that she hadn’t specified anything about his appearance.
-Since you didn’t write anything specific about his appearance, the face of the person whose image is most suitable in your mind will appear in this illusion, Yuris-nim. So please, enjoy.
What she wanted was a man who could dominate her.
At the same time, a man who could excite a woman with a terrible scent.
The person whose image remained in my mind and was most suitable was that Illusion Mage?
“Scars. May look ugly. But. Don’t be surprised.”
“N-No, it’s not that…”
“You’ll get used to it from now on.”
With those words, Max, covered in scars, grabbed her head.
Before Yuris could say anything.
“Eubbubbeup!!!”
Scarred Max shoved his cock into her mouth and pulled her head in.
The sensation of her throat being opened wide by his cock was so vivid.
As if she was really being violated.
“Eubeup! Beup! Beububeup!”
Her head spun from the heavy cock that was raping her throat.
‘Ah, I think I’m going to cum.’
Yuris’s hand, her throat being violated, reached down on its own.