Chapter 195
Chapter 195
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 195
Chapter Title: The Empress's Satisfaction
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“Your Majesty, a report! The legions on the eastern front have been completely annihilated! Reports say the Demon King's army is advancing as far as the Pelion region!”
“Your Majesty, the prolonged war has left the people destitute. We must urgently devise measures for their relief.”
“The Oscar Kingdom has declared it will cut off war support! No reinforcements are coming!”
“Your Majesty, the Magic Tower is demanding additional funding!”
Voices shouting at her.
The gazes of those waiting solely for her response.
They were all prepared to follow her decisions without question.
The Empress lived trapped by countless voices.
She was in a position where she had to make innumerable judgments for the Empire.
And the responsibility for them all fell squarely on her shoulders.
Even when she first ascended the throne.
Even when a tragic famine struck the Empire.
Even when disasters erupted and the Demon King's army stirred.
Everyone waited for the Empress's commands and choices.
In the midst of events that decided the continent's fate, the Empress always stood at the center, bearing the aftermath of every decision and choice alone.
It was in that moment she understood the former Emperor's words: The monarch is lonely.
She ruled, but she also bore the burden.
Facing the onslaught of events and navigating through them, she thought to herself.
She wanted to rest deeply someday, free from such worries.
The Empress gazed at Max's enormous, towering cock.
The throbbing thing was so grotesque it was hard to believe it belonged to a human.
She knew what a dick looked like from basic sex education.
But in illustrations and magic-captured photos, it wasn't this massive.
They were a bit smaller and thinner than this.
She'd heard that was the average size.
What the hell is this...
The Empress swallowed hard at the cock as thick as her forearm.
It was obvious what would happen if this monster entered her.
No.
Even his fingers alone had felt that good.
She had to stop here.
To do that...
She had to make him cum quickly.
She'd heard men get satisfied after cumming once.
Once Max was satisfied, this illusion would end.
He wouldn't continue.
So.
This is just to end the illusion.
It absolutely wasn't because she wanted it.
The Empress parted her lips and took Max's massive cock into her mouth.
“Mmph!”
“Hoo...”
A lewd groan from Max echoed above her as she mouthed his cock.
“The former Emperor's mouth-pussy tastes pretty damn good.”
It's not because it feels good.
I'm doing this to end the illusion.
“Shall we reward our obedient Empress for listening so well?”
She looked up at Max.
The corner of his mouth twisted as he looked down at her.
He grabbed her head.
What is he doing now?
Before the thought could fully form.
“Gubrp!!!”
Max yanked her head forward, slamming her face into the base of his cock.
Her nose was crushed against his pelvis, the pungent dick stench assaulting her nostrils.
But the most agonizing part was...
Max's cock thrusting into her throat.
His massive shaft pushed all the way to her esophagus, stretching her throat-pussy wide.
It hurt.
For the Empress, who had lived her life without knowing physical pain, this was unfamiliar and excruciating.
But...
Squelch!
The ecchi slime attached to her breast.
Thanks to the aphrodisiac it secreted and the slime's protrusions still caressing her tits.
“Gubrp!”
It feels good.
The Empress forgot the brief pain of her throat stretching and swam in the waves of pleasure crashing over her.
It felt good.
Max's brutal throat-fucking felt good.
Even in a situation that should disgust her, her body was reacting, and the Empress was accepting it.
“Grrk! Urk!”
Tears welled up and her head spun.
But her resilient spirit endured even in this.
It was then.
-Doesn't it feel good?
A voice echoed from within her.
-Being able to focus on just one thing without thinking about anything else. Not hearing the voices of the Empire's many people, not facing the Empire's worries—this is the situation you've dreamed of, isn't it?
It was true.
True rest.
The Empress had always longed for it.
She'd run nonstop without a break.
Even the sturdiest golem glitches under overuse.
She'd wanted a break at least once.
That's why she'd sought out the illusion mage.
Though she hadn't expected it to turn out like this.
-Isn't this moment—where you just stare at a cock and fulfill your role—the very situation you desired?
-In this world, at least, you don't have to worry about the Empire. Because...
I'm a fallen Empress whose throne was stolen and defiled.
A fallen Empress who lost everything was nothing.
“You don't need to think about anything. From now on, all you have to think about is my cock.”
Really?
Can I really stop thinking altogether?
“The worries and concerns about the Empire tormenting your head? They're unnecessary for you now, my personal pussy-hole.”
Enthralled by Max's words as he toyed with her at will, the Empress nodded.
It might have been her inner self, crushed by the heavy pressure of being the Empire's Empress, nodding on its own.
She thought.
A mark of the Empress's red lipstick stained the base of Max's cock.
Like the angel ring etched on a beer mug.
“Puha...”
Ugh...
Releasing the cock from her mouth, the Empress stared at the saliva string stretching between her lips and his dick.
Dazed, she couldn't tear her eyes away from the vulgar sight, entranced.
“How was it? The taste of cock.”
The usurper's command demanding an answer.
Trying to resist, the Empress shuddered from the sensations still emanating from her chest and spat out the response he wanted.
“It tasted... good.”
Humiliating.
For the Empress, the Empire's ruler, to be unable to overcome one man and obey his orders.
She should hate it.
But the thought of not having to think or bear responsibility anymore.
The comfort of just doing as told.
The liberation of not needing to do anything more filled her head.
It was a situation her deep subconscious had craved, even if she'd never expressed it.
Letting go of everything and becoming free.
“Breaking here doesn't mean you lose everything.”
Max whispered to her.
His words, aware that this was an illusion.
They erased the last line she'd drawn in her heart.
Yeah.
Even if I break here, it won't collapse my real burdens.
It's an illusion.
A space where whatever she did wouldn't affect reality.
That fact pushed the Empress, who had hesitated at the final step.
“Aaaah...”
It created the conditions for her to be a little more honest.
The Empress's lips quivered.
“...I want to rest a bit more. Make me stop thinking.”
I'm tired of thinking, judging, and taking responsibility.
I just want to do nothing, even for a moment.
So.
“Do whatever you want with me.”
The Empress, who had always made choices, surrendered her body to Max.
As if abandoning choice itself.
Even as he slapped her cheeks with his saliva-slick cock, she simply accepted it.
She just had to enjoy this situation.
She could just sit there blankly.
For the Empress whose throne was defiled and taken by the usurper, thinking was unnecessary.
She didn't need to say anything.
No need to speak first either.
She just...
“Haa, haa. A bit more...”
Had to want it.
The Empress wanted him to do more.
She wanted this time to last longer.
“Her Majesty the Empress says something amusing. Was my cock that satisfying?”
“...I'm not the Empress anymore.”
“Ahh, I see.”
Max sneered as if realizing something.
“Then sit back down here.”
“...Why?”
The Empress regretted the words the moment they left her mouth.
She'd forgotten that questions didn't suit her now.
She just had to obey orders.
She sat on the throne.
“Spread 'em.”
“Ah...”
The greedy man who stole her throne now wanted her body.
She knew she should refuse, but for the Empress who had stopped thinking, obeying was simply easier.
The Empress spread her legs wide while seated on the throne herself.
Her flushed pussy was exposed, her erect clit twitching as if begging to be tormented.
Her pussy gaping toward his cock.
Max approached, having seen the world's most noble pussy.
With his robust body, he pinned her down in an embrace.
“Hnngh!”
In that instant, the Empress felt his hot rod entering her.
Even in illusion, it felt real.
Her virginity lost to this man.
“Aaaah...”
Her voice drenched in ecstasy and rapture, the Empress trembled and bucked, feeling a pleasure she'd never known.
This is sex...
The union of man and woman.
Ahh, it feels so good.
I'm going to lose my mind.
Safe...
When the Empress obeyed me and spread her legs on the throne herself, I thought I was going to lose it.
My male desires boiled over.
Hurry and thrust into that virgin pussy.
Ram your cock into the imperial pussy, the continent's most noble virgin pussy!
My lower half screamed, but I held back with iron will.
Instead, I rubbed my cock on her belly, using the illusion to create fake sensations of simulated sex.
I'd done it countless times; the technique was second nature now.
“Hooo.”
Pleased by the simulated sex, the Empress writhed, shaking violently.
Seeing her satisfied expression, I breathed a sigh of relief.
I did it.
This should keep her from holding it against me when we return to reality.
She enjoyed it fully too.
The illusion ended as the Empress shuddered and lost consciousness.
As soon as it did, I tidied up.
Using magic, I cleaned where she'd sat and lain.
I stripped her piss-soaked clothes and dressed her in a fresh shop uniform.
The Empress opened her eyes only after everything was sorted.
“...It's over.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
I couldn't lift my head.
I'd done my absolute best.
For this magic circle's unexpected behavior, for my life and the shop's survival.
I'd satisfied the Empress with everything I had.
Head bowed, I prayed she'd forgive me.
“Raise your head.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
At her command, I looked at her.
Her golden eyes sparkled brightly as they met mine.
“That was a truly rude illusion.”
“I'm sorry.”
“Stealing my seat, defiling the throne, usurping the Empire. Do you aspire to be Emperor?”
“No, that's not...”
“I know. Your illusions stem from the client's desires. That scene must have been my desire.”
Die.
Or live.
My life hung on the Empress's choice.
She stared at me intently, then spoke.
“I'll forgive you. It was rude, but...”
Her gaze dropped as she continued.
“It felt good.”
Huh?
What's this reaction?
This isn't the usual Her Majesty.
“You're too valuable a talent to kill.”
“Th-thank you.”
“Now I understand why Yuris, Niki, and the others keep coming back to this shop.”
The Empress rose with a deep breath.
Wobble.
“Hup!”
I caught her as she nearly stumbled.
Blushing in my arms, she looked at me.
“Th-this was a mistake. It's not that the illusion felt so good my legs gave out...”
“I understand, Your Majesty.”
“...Then that's fortunate. I'll take my leave now.”
I called out to the Empress heading to the changing room to dress.
“Um, Your Majesty.”
“Wh-what is it?”
Her voice cracked as she blushed and looked at me.
“You have to pay.”
“Ah... Right. I didn't think of that.”
The Empress handed me a gold coin.
It wasn't just any gold coin.
Platinum?
My jaw dropped at the massive platinum coin worth 100 gold.
She's just giving me this much money?