Chapter 107
Chapter 107
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 107
Chapter Title: The Traitor's Confession
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I saw Yuris standing in the center of her office, where the magic circle had unfurled.
Her dazed face stared blankly at one spot, her body trembling with bewilderment.
In reality, there was nothing there, but in the illusion she was trapped in, it was where her subordinate knights were bound.
The place of those knights who blindly followed her, believing in her innocence.
Even though our encounter when they came to this office had been brief, I could feel it in that short time.
How much those knights revered and followed Yuris.
Yuris was a hero of the battlefield, the empire's unquestionable loyal servant and greatest knight.
This time, I planned to exploit their faith.
Nothing delivers a shock like the shattering of a firm, unyielding belief.
Finding out that the captain they trusted was a slut spreading her pussy wide open.
It was a method I'd used once before in Yuris's illusion.
Knights captured as prisoners.
Yuris throwing herself into the arms of the enemy general to save them.
It was an extension of the previous illusion video where she'd offered her body for the sake of her subordinates.
'It's possible because she remembers that experience.'
Yuris had permitted her body for the sake of saving her subordinates—what excuse would she use this time to offer herself to the executioner?
That curiosity arose.
As I grabbed her breasts and threatened her, I felt Yuris's body shudder.
Her body, already developed through several illusions, was far too sensitive for a virgin's.
Her body remained a pure virgin, but her mind was that of a woman repeatedly violated and trained.
Watching Yuris in reality, I entered her illusion.
Under the gaze of her subordinates, Yuris's face flushed bright red as her body quivered.
I inserted a finger-shaped Rotor into her pussy.
The moment it targeted her weakness precisely—the G-spot—and began vibrating inside,
"Hnngh!!"
Yuris's body convulsed as pussy juice gushed out.
When I placed my hand against her flooded pussy, clear nectar soaked my fingers.
"You slutty bitch."
"Ah, aaah...."
With her vocal cords sealed by magic, she shook her head in denial, refusing to look at me.
She was looking at her subordinate knights, bound with their arms behind them, faces etched with betrayal and despair.
"I'm disappointed."
"To think she was such a pervert."
"All the time we trusted and followed you feels like a waste now."
Each word they spat pierced Yuris like a dagger.
I spoke to her as she bit her lips.
"It's proven—you're the arrogant bitch who betrayed the empire. Turned into a slutty bitch for the enemy spy network. Can't call you the Goddess of Victory anymore, can we?"
"Aaah...."
"Want to say it's not true?"
I released the magic blocking her vocal cords.
"I'm not a traitor!"
Had her will not broken yet?
Yuris gritted her teeth and shouted.
But even her cry couldn't change the knights' expressions, already altered once.
"For a bitch like that to leak so much pussy juice...."
"Be honest like your body!"
"Don't lie!"
The malice from those whose faith had crumbled was sharper than even I, the illusion's creator, expected.
"I believe you."
But one person alone.
Unlike the other knights, Jeko gazed at her, declaring his faith.
Vice-captain Jeko.
He seemed the one Yuris trusted most as a comrade.
The knight who'd fought alongside her the longest on the battlefield, or so I'd heard.
"Jeko...."
Yuris bit her lip at his words.
Seeing her steel her resolve, I suppressed a laugh threatening to escape.
To Yuris right now, even Jeko's appearance was mere seasoning.
She stared at him with a resolute face, eyes glistening with tears, but what she truly awaited was that steadfast faith crumbling.
"Then resist the pleasure this time."
I fitted the Umer Nizer onto her clit.
The suction-cupped Umer Nizer clung perfectly to her clit.
"Eeek!!"
Under the relentless clit assault, her feet tensed, rising onto tiptoes as her body shuddered.
Pussy juice streamed down her thighs once more.
"You came so easily? How trained is this body of yours? Too defiled to prove your purity."
"Th-this.... Ah, no. Jeko, I...."
"Captain...."
I began gently massaging Yuris's body, still denying the pleasure.
Following my fingers' movements,
"Haa, haa, this isn't pleasure... Hnngh!"
Yuris's body bucked up and down.
Even as she squirted wildly,
"N-no. Nooo!!"
She desperately denied it.
The squirt shooting from her pussy splashed across the faces of her kneeling, bound knights.
"J-Jeko, hnngh! S-sorry...."
Jeko, his face drenched in her squirt, bowed his head.
The emotion on his face matched the other knights'.
Betrayal.
Despair that she'd ultimately succumbed to pleasure.
Anger from that.
Not hurling lewd insults at Yuris like the others was probably Jeko's last act of loyalty.
But Yuris was in no state to read his expression.
Even as she cried out in apology, her hips, drunk on pleasure, continued bucking.
"You're so lewd. Drunk on pleasure, spraying your bitch nectar on your own subordinates."
"Haa, haa."
Overwhelmed by the intense orgasm, Yuris stared blankly at me, unable to respond.
"I'm... not a traitor...."
Her murmuring voice lacked the former firm resolve.
It was on the brink, fragile enough to shatter at any moment.
Just a little shock would break it.
'Seems like the time is right.'
It had ripened enough.
Her pussy was sopping wet, and beneath her stripped underwear, her swollen breasts had hardened nipples.
Gasping for breath, Yuris gazed at me with slightly unfocused eyes.
Soon.
I met her gaze.
It hurt.
The executioner's hands groping her breasts, not content with that, shoving fingers into her pussy to torment her lewdly.
The knights' gazes, powerlessly watching her sob without resistance, filled with fury.
All of it tormented her.
She desperately averted her eyes from her subordinates' betrayed stares, yet couldn't reject the pleasure assaulting her.
She should have endured even a little more.
"Haa, haa."
Yuris's body knew no lies.
Her body trembled at the finger play, lower mouth drooling greedily.
"St-stop...."
All she could do was beg him to stop.
But the executioner showed no mercy.
'Where the hell is he?'
If it was an illusion, Max should have appeared.
She couldn't be sure if this was reality or illusion.
If she'd known it was an illusion, she could have enjoyed this situation.
She might have accepted her subordinates' gazes instead of avoiding them.
But.
[It's not Max.]
The executioner tormenting her now wasn't Max.
A grotesque-looking man was fingering her pussy, desperately searching for proof of betrayal.
"Still denying it?"
At his words, Yuris shook her head.
"I didn't do it."
Anxiety that it might be real made Yuris hold out longer.
She desperately wanted to cum right now.
To take his cock inside her and feel the orgasm like before.
Though she'd already cum several times, squirting on her subordinates.
[But I haven't had real sex yet.]
Her body was still a pure virgin.
She didn't want to lose her virginity to a man like that.
Didn't want to be branded an empire traitor.
So she resisted.
She forcibly locked away the pleasure ravaging her mind, enduring patiently.
Hoping Max might appear if she held out a bit longer.
"Haa, haa."
But no sign of Max.
The more she waited, the more Yuris sensed this was reality.
[No.]
No matter how good it felt, she didn't want to submit to this man.
If she had to give her first time....
Only one person came to mind.
The only one she'd permitted defeat to.
Max.
"Tch, pointless resistance."
He growled, clutching her breasts.
"You're one tough bitch. Let's see how far you can hold out."
"N-no."
"Look me in the eyes. I'll break your last shred of will."
His hand gripped her face, forcing her head up.
The moment their eyes met.
"Wh-what?"
A familiar face.
"Ah, aaah...."
Relief flooded her face.
"Still denying you fucked the enemy general?"
At the executioner's—no, Max's with his long beard—question, Yuris nodded entranced.
"Yes. I'm the empire's traitor."
It was an illusion after all.
This place wasn't reality—it was an illusion.
Thank goodness.
Thank goodness she wouldn't lose her first time to a strange man.
Was it the intense relief?
Or the pleasure waves she'd locked away until the end?
Without hesitation, Yuris cried out.
"I'm a lewd bitch slut who sold her body to the enemy general—one who should never be forgiven."
She crumbled so quickly that her prior resistance felt like a mirage.
No—perhaps the resistance made the fall all the sweeter.
"So punish me. No, you must...."
Her relaxed face held none of the Goddess of Victory's dignity.
A bitch utterly drunk on pleasure.
Shocked cries erupted from all around.
"You pervert bitch!"
"Regret wasting my life for that woman!"
"How could you...."
The knights' denunciations were mere background noise to Yuris now.
Trembling, she clung to Max and whispered in his ear.
"Please ravage my slutty pussy with your hard cock, Executioner."
I want it.
I want it now.
With this man.
Pound my pussy until I feel good.
I want to lose.
Pinned under a man, reminded I'm just a bitch.
Quickly.
Quickly.
Yuris's wet voice continued.
"I've gotten soaked from all the teasing, so...."
Her hot breath tickled Max's ear.
"Show me the empire's greatness, Executioner."
Words so vulgar, one doubted they came from the Goddess of Victory.
Her sweet, hot breath touched Max's body.
A conquering male's gleam entered Max's eyes as he gazed at her.
The victor's look at the defeated.
Ahh.
Just meeting that gaze sent shivers down Yuris's spine.
Soon she'd be utterly wrecked by this man.
Unable to refuse his commands, humiliated before her knights.
That was.
[The fate of the defeated.]
Max's lips curled up.
"Even thinking you're a slut is too mild. Fine. I'll personally show a bitch who sold herself to savages the empire's might. So you'll never harbor other thoughts again."
"Aah."
Yuris stripped off Max's pants herself.
Then, gripped by the shoulders, she was forced to her knees.
Her viewpoint lowered.
As she sank, Max loomed larger.
And the grotesque cock attached to him throbbed massively.
The conqueror's cock.
Something a mere bitch could never resist.
"Suck it. As reverently as you would serve Her Majesty the Empress."
"Yes."
Kneeling, Yuris took the cock in her mouth.
As reverently as serving the Empress.
At her devoted tongue work,
"Khmm!"
A cough escaped Executioner Max.
"What lewd, wicked tongue is this! You're truly a devil of a bitch!"
"I'm sorry. But *slurp* I'm a slutty *mmmph* bitch."
Even as he berated her, Yuris felt her lips curl slyly.
When Max grabbed her head and thrust deep into her throat,
"Gulp!"
The piercing sensation nearly made her cum on the spot.
Her cheeks bulged as she panted desperately, waving her hands to tap Max's thighs.
But that wasn't a real stop signal.
A little more.
Just a bit more, please.
"Gugh!!"
Thick saliva drooled from her mouth in bubbles.
With the cock in her mouth, Yuris let out strange gasps, her body spasming intermittently.
Did throat-fucking alone bring her to orgasm? Her limp body shuddered.
Max ejaculated into her throat.
"Now.... Do it."
Pulling the cock from her mouth, Yuris rubbed her semen- and saliva-slick face against it, looking up at Max.
Intense desire burned in her sparkling eyes.
A face desperate to fuck.
An expression saying she couldn't endure the teasing anymore.
Hearing her pleading voice, Max chuckled and stroked her head.
Even treated like a dog, Yuris felt good.
Her lower belly clenched, assuming a submissive pose.
The position to receive her dominant master's baby batter.
"Fine. I'll let you taste the empire's mighty cock."
At his words, Yuris kissed the glans tip.
Quickly.
She wanted more abuse.