A Fleeting Love, Indeed
Love is fleeting by nature—glug!
"Kek! Kek!"
When she suddenly began choking on the thick semen that filled her mouth, the priest spoke coldly.
"Swallow it."
At those icy words, Elray was startled. S-swallow this? She was flustered, but… glug… gulp!
"I-I swallowed it."
Those eyes. The cold gaze that looked down on her as if she were nothing more than an insect left her no choice but to obey. The semen she tasted for the first time was more bitter and unpleasant than she had expected, but it wasn’t entirely inedible. After somehow forcing it all down, she opened her mouth wide and looked up at the priest. His hand reached for her head.
Stroke. Stroke.
"Good girl."
At that light praise, the corners of her mouth lifted on their own. She liked the feeling of his hand gently stroking her hair. It belonged to a man she had once loathed so deeply… yet strangely, she didn’t mind this man’s touch at all.
Grab.
The moment the priest lightly lifted her into his arms, Elray realized something while nestled against his chest. It was about to begin.
Thump.
Resting her head against that broad chest, she couldn’t control the frantic beating of her heart. So this is how solid a man’s chest feels. It was completely different from a woman’s soft breasts. An inexplicable sense of security and comfort. And the masculine scent rising from within it excited her.
"What’s with that expectant look on your face, you bitch?"
The sudden verbal abuse poured over her, and Elray could not deny it. She truly was…
"I-I’m sorry."
…the kind of woman who loved this. She decided to be honest with herself. She had always wanted it. Deep down… a master who would dominate her.
The fantasy magic created by combining Jenkinson's Unique Magic with hallucination spells. It manifests the target's deepest desires in vivid, lifelike detail.
—Splash!
"Get on all fours."
The priest struck her hard enough to turn her buttocks bright red as he spoke. His tone had changed again. Though the arrogant inflection remained exactly the same.
"Yesss..."
With a half-dazed expression, she answered and obediently dropped to all fours like a dog. Her elastic rear stood out prominently, fully exposing her most secret places. Seeing how her large breasts still kept their shape even as they hung slightly downward in that position, the priest reached out and kneaded them.
"This really does feel like milking a cow."
"Hah!"
She trembled at his touch, and the priest continued in a calm voice.
"Well… no milk comes out, of course. What a truly impudent bitch you are."
"Yes… I am a bitch."
Panting heavily from arousal, she affirmed it while gazing at the priest with eyes full of anticipation.
"That’s right. This is what you wanted, isn’t it? You horny little slut."
Watching her, the priest rubbed his large, imposing member against her entrance. Her body grew feverishly hot, and she trembled pathetically with excitement.
"Y-yes, I want it. So please…"
Thrust!
"Hik!"
In that instant, the priest’s cock pierced straight through her. She shuddered violently as an overwhelming foreign sensation brought her extreme pleasure.
"You’re quite wet."
Squelch. Squelch!
With each brutal thrust of his hips, her body was driven into the bed, yet her face had already melted in ecstasy. Her breasts were crushed against the sheets, and her entire frame quivered with pleasure.
Splurt!
How long had he ravaged her so roughly? Even after she had gone completely limp, the priest indifferently released his seed inside her.
"Haa… haa…"
While she gasped for breath, her insides still clenched tightly around him. The priest pulled his member free.
"Since I’ve bestowed my precious seed upon a worthless bitch like you, you’d better clean it up right away, shouldn’t you?"
At those words, she crawled over with difficulty and began diligently sucking his cock with her mouth.
Slurp. Suck.
Watching her thoroughly clean him from base to tip, the priest gently held her head and drove himself deep into her throat.
"Mmph!"
Startled at first, she soon found pleasure even in the struggle to breathe and began softly stimulating his shaft with her throat.
Thrust! Thrust!
The priest gripped her head and fucked her mouth without mercy. Gluck! Gluck! Even as tears welled in her eyes, he paid no attention and simply emptied his lust into her.
Gulp!
Startled but obedient, she swallowed every last drop.
"I-I swallowed it all."
When she spoke as if seeking praise, the priest smiled.
"Hehe, what a good girl. Shall I give you a reward then?"
As he gently stroked her semen-stained hair and spoke tenderly, she immediately spread her legs.
"Please… I beg you. Give this bitch her reward."
Looking at her, the priest smiled and slid back into her dripping pussy.
"Haaang!"
Clinging to him, she finally realized what kind of person she truly was. And…
"Yes, more. More!"
…who her true master was.
The fantasy ends. The target has fully accepted her true desires.
'Just what on earth is she watching…'
Jenkinson scratched his head as he watched Elray writhe on the bed, letting out lewd moans. Everything she saw and experienced was an illusion he had created for her. It was a hallucination spell born from combining his Unique Magic with illusion magic. He had made sure to appear as her partner, but everything after that was left to her own fantasies. As a result, Jenkinson had no idea what she was experiencing inside the illusion.
'If it fails…'
He would have to do it with his real body, but… Jenkinson sincerely hoped it wouldn’t come to that.
'It’s taking longer than I expected.'
It seemed to be dragging on quite a while. While thinking that, Jenkinson gently wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief. Making sure she didn’t become dehydrated, he waited for her to wake up.
Then it happened.
"Haaah!"
She suddenly bolted upright, eyes flying open.
"Are you awake?"
Jenkinson asked while observing her still-dazed gaze.
"…Master?"
Master? Jenkinson tilted his head at the sudden change in how she addressed him, then stopped her as she tried to strip off her clothes.
"Ah…"
Seeing the strange disappointment on her face, Jenkinson asked calmly.
"Have you finally realized it? How to love with reason?"
"…Pardon? Ah, yes."
Only then did she seem to regain some composure. Her eyes grew clearer as she answered in the same polite tone.
'Something’s…'
She seemed different. Even while thinking that, Jenkinson continued.
"How was the illusion I showed you? It was meant to embody your desires."
"Ah… desires. I see."
She answered in a daze as if she had only just understood, then spoke.
"Yes, I understand clearly now. It seems I was mistaken about a great many things."
She had realized it. That the love she once believed in was truly fleeting. And…
"It turns out I like men more than I thought."
That the pleasure a man gave was incomparable to what a woman could offer. At her answer, Jenkinson’s eyes widened in surprise before he smiled.
"Then I’m glad, Lady Elray."
Lady. At that title, Elray felt a strange pang of disappointment but nodded nonetheless.
"Then please rest comfortably."
"Ah…"
Elray reached out to stop Jenkinson as he turned to leave, but lowered her hand. She knew. That had only been an illusion. Nothing more than a fantasy created by her own desires. And yet…
Squish.
Feeling a deep sense of longing, Elray slipped her hand between her legs.
Squish.
'It’s not enough.'
She could no longer be satisfied with mere masturbation. Even though it had been an illusion, having tasted the pleasure of being with a man, she could no longer find satisfaction with women.
Squish. Squish.
And so she continued to lie on the bed, pleasuring herself, tormented by an unquenchable thirst. Because she had finally realized what she truly desired.
"The illusion was more vivid than expected. The sensory feedback is nearly identical to reality."
⟨ Hallucination Magic — Applied Unique Magic ⟩
'As expected, applying my Unique Magic this way… it really can replicate sensations close to actual experience.'
Back in my room, I tested the new spell I had created and was astonished. Even with all my experience, the tactile sensations were so realistic it was difficult to tell the difference from the real thing.
'In that case, the treatment should have been successful.'
This might prove quite useful. I pondered various ways to apply this magic. The biggest drawback was that no matter who the target was, the partner was fixed as me. Since it was hard for people to imagine doing anything with me, it hadn’t led to anything in reality… but judging from her reaction, the pleasure my body provided must have felt similar to the real thing. In other words, she had definitely used me inside that illusion to relieve her sexual desires.
Tap! Tap!
"…What is it?"
I opened the window for the owl that was knocking on it. The owl flew inside, shook its head vigorously, then moved its beak.
> [How's the work going? I've been too busy lately to check in.]
At my tiresome superior’s question, I answered lightly.
"Yes, yes. More importantly, what brings you here?"
> [Wait there for a bit. A guest will be arriving soon.]
A guest? I felt doubtful at the order but obediently nodded.
"Understood."
> [After that, head to this location.]
Thud. The owl set down a rolled-up piece of paper it had been carrying in its talons. I lifted it with magic, brought it to my hand, and checked its contents.
As expected…
"Understood."
I now knew the next destination. What remained was…
'Who exactly is coming here?'
Just who was important enough for the Church to issue a direct order to wait and receive them in person? While pondering that, I slowly began preparing for bed. The hour had already grown late into the early morning. If I didn’t sleep now, I wouldn’t get any rest at all.