The Absolute Beings Obsessed with My Defeat Addiction – CH 39

Now I Am Harboring Desire for the Goddess of Victory
Surprised that the illusion hadn’t ended yet, Yurice was almost dragged to her feet by Scar Max.
“Let’s go.”
“J-Just like this?”
She asked, looking down at her attire.
She was wearing a Philipode-style dress.
It was a flowing robe mainly worn by women of the Philipode Kingdom.
The problem was that it revealed the curves of her body much more than other Philipode-style dresses she knew, and it was made of thin fabric that showed the outline of her body.
“Don’t like it?”
“O-Of course, I don’t. How can I go around in such an indecent outfit…”
“Sorry to hear that. You can only wear that dress until you return to your homeland.”
“What?”
“A prisoner before being my wife. It’s what female prisoners wear.”
“Female prisoners wear clothes like this?”
She had never heard of it.
She knew because she had visited the kingdom several times while waging war and making peace with the Philipode Kingdom.
It was an absurd lie.
It was just an outfit to humiliate her.
But her resistance was meaningless.
“Let’s go. We don’t have time.”
She was dragged to her feet by Scar Max, who grabbed her arm roughly.
She went outside his barracks.
“@#%@%$!!”
“%#$%#@$%”
Outside, many Philipode people were gathering spoils.
They bowed their heads as soon as they saw Scar Max and Yurice.
They didn’t dare to look at Max and Yurice, and didn’t raise their heads until Max and she had passed.
“This is…”
“Because she’s my wife.”
“Huh?”
“You mustn’t dare to admire the body of the commander’s wife.”
“…”
“The Philipode people submit to the commander. They don’t lust after you.”
Max, who was half a step ahead, looked down at her and asked.
“But what about your subordinates?”
“What?”
“Won’t they lust after your body?”
“Are you kidding me right now…”
“Don’t you want a touching reunion with your subordinates?”
How could she meet them in this state?
Anyone could see that she had surrendered to Philipode.
It was such a lewd dress that if she moved even a little roughly, her collar would be disheveled, exposing her breasts and even her areolas.
It was even so thin that the shape of her breasts, thighs, and buttocks could be seen.
She could never be called the Goddess of Victory in this outfit.
“…I don’t want to right now.”
“Then I’ll kill them.”
“You!”
“The husband’s words are absolute. The wife must listen. Rejection is death. Resistance is also death.”
She was angry at the sight of him taking her comrades hostage again.
But there was nothing she could do.
“Okay.”
Yurice headed to the camp with the prisoners with Max.
And there she saw her subordinate knights trapped inside a wooden fence.
The knights’ arms and legs were shackled.
It seemed they had decided that the knights needed to be contained, no matter what else.
“Commander!”
The knights, who had been trapped in the prison with empty eyes, stood up as soon as they saw her.
“Commander, are you okay…”
“Commander Yurice…”
Their eyes turned to Yurice.
Some of the knights who saw her wearing Philipode’s sensual women’s clothing opened their mouths in shock, some blushed, and some gritted their teeth and turned away.
“I-I’m sorry. Because I lost…”
“No, Commander. It’s not your fault. We were just weak. We relied too much on you, Commander.”
Vice-Commander Zeco comforted her.
“Zeco.”
“Please bear with it a little longer. Surely the negotiating team…”
At that moment, Max stuck close to Yurice and interrupted Zeco’s words.
“Wrong. This woman is now my wife.”
His hand grabbed Yurice’s butt tightly.
Yurice couldn’t do anything about the hand grabbing her butt.
She just blushed and lowered her head.
-Resistance is death.
Max’s words echoed in her head.
“Commander…”
“Look at this. This woman’s body can no longer refuse my touch.”
The hand grabbing her butt came inside the robe.
Yurice couldn’t resist the groping.
And the hand gradually rose and grabbed her breast.
“Commander!”
“Please…”
The knights looked at her desperately, as if telling her to resist and shake off that hand right now.
Her head was spinning from the intense humiliation.
I can’t fall apart like this.
She bit her lip and struggled to twist her body.
“Let go…”
Yurice’s voice of resistance didn’t have the same spirit as before.
Was he displeased with that appearance?
Max brought his mouth to her ear and whispered.
“Resistance is death. Have you forgotten?”
“Ugh…”
In the end, she lowered her hand to cover her chest.
“Hnnng…”
She could only moan as she felt her nipples being pinched and her breasts being squeezed tightly.
“Commander…”
“I-Is it really all over…?”
All the knights looked at Yurice with blank faces.
Some looked disappointed.
Some despaired at seeing her collapse.
Some scorned her, repeating that she was a woman who sold her body to save herself.
“Look. The people who had hope in you until just now, are disappointed in you as soon as that hope is shattered. You can’t have those eyes if you’re the Goddess of Victory, can you?”
“…”
Yurice didn’t answer.
It was right to say that she didn’t have the strength to answer.
The fear that her subordinates might die if she answered here consumed Yurice’s mind.
Satisfied with the sight, Max hugged her waist.
“Ripe enough. Let’s go back.”
Yurice was dragged away by Max without resistance.
“Commander!”
At that time, Zeco, the only knight with spirit in his eyes, called her.
“Please bear with it a little longer. I’ll go save you.”
Yurice, who turned to look at Zeco, gave a sad smile.
“Sorry… I’ll try.”
So you don’t die.
When she returned to the barracks with Max, it was night.
She didn’t have the mental capacity to feel any sense of incongruity about him.
The bright light disappeared and darkness settled, and only candles illuminated the inside of the barracks.
“What are you thinking about?”
“I was thinking about how to kill you.”
“Heh heh, that’s a funny joke.”
Max laughed and approached her.
He snatched her wrist and brought her hand to his neck.
“Do it if you can.”
“What…?”
“You can’t. Because you know that all your subordinates will die the moment I die. If you kill me, you’ll be the only one left alive.”
“Even if I don’t kill you…”
“No. If you don’t kill me, I will spare your subordinates as well. I’ll use them as retainers for our family.”
“What?”
“Why would I kill my wife’s subordinates? We have to help each other.”
Yurice gripped his neck with trembling hands.
If she just gave strength, everything would be over.
It’s just in a fantasy anyway.
It’s just an enemy that exists in a fantasy.
Even if her subordinates die, this is just in a fantasy anyway.
If she just gave strength.
If she just gave strength, it would all be over.
‘Why can’t I put any strength in it?’
Yurice couldn’t do anything.
She just stared at Max with trembling eyes.
“Your body has already recognized me as her husband and master. So accept it.”
“…”
Max’s hand invaded her clothes.
The man in front of her violated and humiliated the body of the Goddess of Victory, who didn’t easily allow it.
Every time his touch reached her.
“Hnnng! Hngg!”
Yurice’s mouth burst out with moans.
Her body, which had already been developed several times by this man, accepted the man’s touch so easily.
“W-Wait a minute, not there…”
When Max’s finger touched her pussy, Yurice spread her legs on her own and shook her hips to make it easier to receive the caress.
Why do I feel it so easily? It wasn’t like this earlier.
It was the moment when Max’s words that her body had surrendered became a reality.
Only her will was resisting this man.
“Haa, haa.”
No.
I can’t.
I can’t accept it.
Yurice, who was lying on the bed with her legs spread, looked up at Max, who was exuding a strong pheromone scent.
His firm and stately body.
His throbbing cock.
The fingers caressing her body.
And the cold and aloof gaze looking down at her.
It was the appearance of the master she had been hoping and wishing for.
The ideal master she had hoped would be the appearance of the man she would marry someday.
If she could just surrender to this man, victory and the like.
“…Hold me.”
“Well said.”
She could have abandoned it.
Inside the barracks, there remained not the Goddess of Victory, but a bitch who spread her legs and begged on her own.
Yurice collapsed.
Now she realized that she was not the Goddess of Victory.
Just.
“Aah! Haaah! I love it! Deeper!”
She was just a bitch who cried out while being fucked by a cock.
Changing her position, she knelt on all fours like a cat and presented her buttocks to Max, flirting.
Max, who was watching her shaking buttocks, laughed and thrust his cock in.
“Hnnng!”
She thought it was so vulgar to be fucked while shaking her big breasts while kneeling like a beast.
“Ooh! I love it! I love it when you poke me there!”
I love the hot cock so much.
I love being fucked.
“Eubeubeub!”
A large finger entered her mouth.
She moved her tongue and sucked and kissed the finger that grabbed her tongue and violated her mouth, as if kissing.
Her head was spinning from the faint climaxes that came up one after another.
“Ugh!!”
It was when she was swimming in the feeling that her head was floating.
Waaaaa!
It was noisy outside.
As if the enemy had attacked.
Beyond the climax, people’s screams and shouts were heard.
In the dizzying vision.
“Commander Yurice!”
Zeco opened the tent of the barracks and came in.
In his shabby attire, he held the Imperial Sword.
“C-Captain?”
He stood frozen, seemingly shocked as he watched Max pound into her like an animal.
“Look. Didn’t your prince come to save you?”
“Hng! Haaah! Z-Zeke… Haaah!!!”
“Captain…”
“D-Don’t… look…”
Pshoooosh!
A torrent gushed from her climaxing pussy, soaking the bed.
Ah, no.
I didn’t want to come in front of my comrade.
My body won’t listen.
Smack!
“Hng!”
As Max slapped her ass, her body trembled, and she spurted again.
Her greedy pussy dripped with wetness.
Max, with a bitter smile, put his fingers in Yuris’s unfocused mouth, lifted her upper body, and said to Zeke.
“Oh dear, a little late, aren’t we? Yes. Your goddess of victory has now declared she will be my wife.”
“H-Hean… Heo.”
She couldn’t even properly say sorry because of his fingers.
“Captain…”
The light faded from Zeke’s eyes, which had maintained their focus until the very end.
At that sight, her heart beat even faster than before.
Guilt and a sense of transgression.
Excitement and climax.
The urge to destroy everything when defeated, and so on.
Countless emotions swirled.
Crack. Crack.
It felt like something that existed in her heart was breaking.
And the pleasure of it breaking pierced her brain.
As if noticing this, Max’s fingers, which were in her mouth, moved.
“Haaah! Haaah! Haaah! Hngh!!!”
Yuris bit Max’s fingers and climaxed once more.
It was a climax she had never felt before.
In her blurring vision, Yuris saw Zeke, who had put down his sword and gritted his teeth, for the last time.
Even though she knew it was an illusion, guilt washed over her.
Zeke, I’m sorry.
And that was the end.
“Are you satisfied?”
Yuris looked up at Max, who was speaking to her.
He was smiling brightly.
Just like when she listened well earlier, he was smiling.
Master, did I do well?
And she saw it.
Max’s finger, which was wounded because she had bitten it.
As if possessed by something, Yuris sucked on his finger.
“Master’s finger tastes yummy.”
“Lady Yuris?”
Yuris’s mind, belatedly crossing the boundary between illusion and reality, fell once again into the distant realm of unconsciousness.
Even as she fainted, Yuris lightly climaxed at the strong scent emanating from Max’s body.
The best.
It was truly the best experience.