In the Fantasy

Helen, with his cock in her mouth, felt like her jaw was about to dislocate, but she pushed her head in further, still sucking.

“Mmph! Ugh!”

She made sounds a noble shouldn’t make, shoving his cock deeper.

“Ulp! Cough!”

She coughed as his cock hit her uvula, but Max didn’t seem inclined to be considerate.

He grabbed her collar with one hand and her hair with the other, pulling her in.

“Squeeze properly.”

“Mmbph!”

Tears welled up as her throat widened in pain.

But the pain was fleeting.

A strange pressure.

The pungent smell of his cock.

And even Max’s expression as he looked down at her.

Each element drew her deeper into the situation.

A noblewoman like her, kneeling and sucking cock.

It was an act of blasphemy against the goddess who considered lust for pleasure a sin.

It was something a noblewoman like her could never do, but it was possible because it was a fantasy.

Her own space where she could do as she pleased.

Was it because it gave her a strange sense of liberation?

Thump-thump.

Helen’s heart beat faster and faster as she sucked his cock.

Her mouth and tongue moved naturally.

“Ummm, haa-umm. Slurp.”

She meticulously licked his cock with her tongue.

She coated Max’s cock, wet with saliva, with her tongue like a brush.

Carefully, so that every part was covered in slippery saliva.

“You’re doing well.”

Max’s voice came from above.

It was just a brief compliment, but her heart fluttered and her body grew hot.

She felt good.

‘Why?’

Helen had received compliments countless times.

She had heard professors praising her to the point of boredom.

So much so that she was tired of compliments.

But today, Max’s praise as he stroked her hair gave her a sense of fulfillment she had never felt before.

She wanted more praise.

She wanted to do better.

Helen grabbed the shaft of his cock with her hand and licked the back of the shaft with her tongue.

As faithfully as if she were a real bitch.

“It’s delicious. I love it so much…”

Helen muttered without realizing it.

With a dazed, intoxicated face, she took his cock in her mouth and gently caressed it.

With her free hand, she gently massaged her crotch.

She fondled her clit with her fingers, rubbed her labia, and swayed her hips on her own, dripping with wet juices.

As if it were a duty she had to perform.

“Haa, haa.”

Her breathing grew rougher.

Helen’s eyes, looking up at Max, shone.

“Master…”

Before she knew it, the title she used to call Max had changed.

Because I’m a bitch.

Because I’m a slutty whore.

Because I’m neither a noble nor anything else, it’s right to call him Master.

Helen’s inner self was gradually consumed by lewd thoughts.

Like black paint spreading on paper that had absorbed water and become damp, lewd thoughts devoured Helen’s mind faster than when she had first indulged in the fantasy.

She had released the reins she had been holding onto herself, reassured by the fact that it was a fantasy.

“Haa, haa.”

Helen held his cock and deeply inhaled the scent between his cock and balls, blocking her nose.

A good smell.

I want to smell it more.

But then I can’t get fucked.

I’ve been holding back for so long.

I’ve been holding back for weeks.

‘I want to do it soon.’

It was when Helen raised her head to look at Max.

“You want to get fucked?”

Max swung his cock and tapped her cheek with it, as if he had read her thoughts.

How did he know?

I didn’t even say anything.

As expected, Teacher, no, Master.

You know me so well.

“Yes.”

Helen looked up at him with a dazed face and nodded.

Her pussy was throbbing because she wanted to get fucked soon.

She had been forcibly hiding it with her strong pride, but her head had been spinning with the thought of being taken by him for a long time.

What would happen if I got fucked now, after holding back for so long?

It would feel amazing.

Like when she was first fucked.

Wouldn’t it feel similar to that time?

But at the same time, one thought came to mind.

That this place was ultimately a fantasy.

No matter how roughly she was fucked by her Master, it wasn’t real.

When she woke up again, she would still be a virgin, and she would feel a sense of emptiness at the thought that this fulfilling satisfaction she felt was ultimately an illusion.

What would it feel like to be fucked in her real pussy?

Just imagining it made her pussy squirt.

But the position of Helen Silvesta kept holding her back.

“Helen.”

“Yes.”

“You said you wanted to get fucked?”

“Yes. I want to get my pussy fucked raw by that thick cock soon.”

Helen’s words were unreserved.

Max, looking down at her as she unhesitatingly uttered words like a bitchy whore, gestured.

Then, the academy uniform she had worn when she first came in was in his hand.

The academy uniform with the symbol of the Silvesta family.

What is he going to do with this?

“If you want to be fucked by me, prove that you’re a crazy bitch for cock.”

“Yes?”

He threw the academy uniform on the floor.

“Defile this uniform yourself. So you can feel that you’re not a real noble.”

“…”

Helen looked at the academy uniform lying on the floor.

The academy uniform with the Silvesta symbol was an object that symbolized everything she had.

Her family, honor, skill, and current position.

He’s telling me to piss on this uniform that shows everything?

‘No. I can’t do this.’

Helen’s head grew hot.

Her breathing grew rougher.

Her head spun and her thoughts stopped for a moment.

And at that moment, she heard the devil’s whisper.

-It’s just a fantasy anyway.

-This isn’t real.

-You know that you’re not really throwing it away if you throw it away, right?

The inner whisper.

The dirty whisper created by her desire.

She should deny it and leave right away.

She should refuse.

“Ah, aah…”

She couldn’t get up from her seat.

“Lift one leg like a bitch and do it.”

At Max’s command, she slowly moved her trembling body.

Slowly over the scattered uniform.

‘No. No. I can’t do this.’

Her head knew it, but her body didn’t.

Her body was impatient to meet even greater pleasure soon.

Her reason was dragged along by her instincts.

On top of that, the thought that this place was a fantasy was shaking even the reason she was barely holding onto.

The Silvesta symbol on the academy uniform reflected the light from the ceiling and sparkled.

-You are a proud member of Silvesta. Keep that in mind.

-Silvesta must always be noble.

-Failure is not allowed. That’s the Silvesta spirit.

She hears voices.

The voices of the head of the family and her family members working for the family.

The expectations they have for her, an unprecedented genius.

At the same time, the burden that had weighed down on Helen’s shoulders.

But now she was shaking her naked ass, betraying everyone’s expectations.

“Are you going to stop here after coming this far?”

She hears Max’s voice.

He looked down at her from above.

The moment Helen met Max’s gaze, she felt something she had been protecting in her heart snap.

Because this is a fantasy anyway.

At that moment, something she had been forcibly holding back was released.

“Aaaah.”

She defiled the uniform herself.

Her body trembled with terrible shame, but she felt a sense of liberation that was incomparable to when she had first felt the fantasy.

It was something on a different level from simply being naked.

“Good job.”

Max’s praise as he stroked her hair put the finishing touch on it.

“Ah, no. If you say that now…”

Her body reacts.

A signal came from her throbbing uterus.

“Heeeuuht!”

She felt a faint orgasm once again.

Thick, wet juices dripped from her convulsing body.

“Haa, haa.”

“I don’t know how much you’ve been looking forward to this.”

“Master… Give me your cock soon, please.”

The expression on her face as she spoke in a trembling voice felt like something was missing.

Helen’s appearance as she spread her legs was completely devoid of the noble grace she showed in reality.

“I will. I should give you a reward for doing well.”

“Master…”

She looked at Max approaching her.

Glasses Max.

The man who had always dominated and suppressed her, always forceful.

He was a teacher with overwhelming power, a ruler, and a master.

His glasses, which made his cold impression even more prominent, were also a boundary that separated reality from fantasy.

A symbol that proves that this is not reality.

Helen, staring intently at Max, reached out her hand.

There was something she had thought about many times.

If it feels this good even in a fantasy, what would it feel like if this became real?

What would it feel like if real sensations violated her, not fake ones?

What does real sex feel like?

“What happens if you take off those glasses, Master?”

Helen asked, grabbing Max’s glasses frame.

In response to her question, Max grabbed her hand holding his glasses frame and said.

“You shouldn’t do it. Once you take them off, there’s no going back.”

Helen realized what that meant.

It meant that the fantasy would end and she would return to reality.

It meant that she would have premarital sex, which nobles considered taboo.

It was an act that completely destroyed the honor of the nobility.

It was something she should never do.

But she wanted to do it so badly.

“I don’t care. I’ve already abandoned my family.”

For pleasure.

“If I take them off, it won’t just end as a happening.”

“It’s okay. After all, the only ones who know about this are me and you, Master.”

“…”

Glasses Max showed a sign of embarrassment for the first time.

She felt good at the strange sense of triumph.

It was a different kind of good feeling than before.

“Are you saying that sincerely?”

This question is probably not just a question from Max in the fantasy.

Beyond this fantasy, it must be the real Max who is controlling the fantasy and giving her pleasure who is asking.

In response to that question, Helen nodded.

“Yes. I’m okay. If it’s you, Master, if it’s you, Teacher, even if you take my first time…”

She took off Max’s glasses.

As she took off Max’s glasses, the surroundings changed with a strange undulation.

It was the same Max’s shop, but a subtly glowing magic circle flickered around her.

Soon, the light disappeared.

Apart from the magic circle, her senses and the surrounding scenery were the same, but she realized she had returned to reality.

And for good reason.

The uniform she had soiled was gone.

But right now, such trivial matters didn’t matter.

What mattered now was.

“Hurry.”

It was Max, looking down at her.

Helen added something a noble would never say.

“Woof.”

It was the moment when the relationship in the fantasy world continued into reality.