Chapter 77
Chapter 77
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 77
Chapter Title: From Fantasy to Reality
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I played along with Helen, who had fallen deep into the illusion, chasing pleasure.
Becoming Glasses Max, I showed her the fantasy she craved.
Just as she wished, wanting an illusion as real as reality itself, the magic circle displayed a fitting location.
The place the illusion showed wasn't the Imperial Academy or her home—it was the Hall of Illusions.
It was unexpected, but made perfect sense.
For a fantasy mimicking reality, it had to resemble our current surroundings more than anything.
However, I hadn't anticipated her, fully aroused with her pussy soaked ripe, taking off my glasses.
The moment Helen removed the glasses, the illusion created by the magic circle vanished entirely.
It was as if she had perfectly grasped what I'd told her before: to dispel illusion magic, you must find the sense of incongruity within the illusion.
The Glasses Max standing before her might be real, not an illusion.
The glasses had been the boundary between illusion and reality.
Whether she removed them because she pierced through that truth, or simply in her pursuit of pleasure, I couldn't say.
But one thing was certain.
Now that the glasses were off, this was no illusion—it was reality.
"Woof."
Helen, having removed my glasses, barked like a bitch in heat herself.
She shook her hips flirtatiously, as if begging for it quick, pressing her pussy against me in pretense.
I looked at Helen.
Her dilated eyes gazed up at me, filled with desperate longing.
She must have instinctively realized the truth of reality with such intensity.
"If you want it that badly..."
The illusory glasses she'd removed had already vanished.
I gave a slight tug on the leash connected to Helen's choker.
Did she take that as a signal?
The corners of Helen's mouth curved upward more and more.
"Please, do it quick, Master..."
There was something ticklish in the voice she directed at me.
My hand, wrapped around her damp, whispering waist, slid down to steady my cock.
This was Helen's first time, and mine as well.
I'd charged forward solely with the determination to craft a dick girl every time, so I'd never had proper dating, let alone private meetings with women.
Not being nobility myself, I hadn't even had the arranged marriages nobles often did—my only womanly experience was with my master, as a backroom mage.
'To think I'd lose my virginity like this.'
But I couldn't show the face of an inexperienced virgin.
In the illusions, I was always Helen's teacher and master.
Always leading her, overwhelming her.
And I had to be now, too.
Each time my cock grazed her pussy lips, slick with her juices, Helen's waist twitched.
She stared intently at the point where her pussy and my cock would join.
"Haa, haa."
Her breathing grew rougher.
Her breaths trembled with anticipation.
I slowly entered her.
I worried it might hurt since she was a virgin, but that was a luxury.
Through several illusions, Helen's pussy was expertly prepared to take my cock.
My cock parted her tightly clenched virgin entrance.
"Finally..."
Her moist bitch hole welcomed Master's cock.
"Hnngh!"
As if she felt no pain from her hymen tearing, delight and ecstasy burst from Helen's mouth.
"Aaah... Woof."
With a moan, she lifted her head to look at me and let out a bitch-like whimper.
I embraced such a Helen and nibbled her earlobe with my teeth.
"Hngh!"
Did even that feel good?
Or was this her taste?
When I bit her ear, Helen's body jolted, her pussy clenching tight around my cock.
Already swollen with excitement, her inner walls gripped me fiercely.
Her pussy, experienced only in illusions and never in reality, squeezed me with a mix of skill and clumsiness.
It might seem contradictory, but that was the truth.
Thoroughly soaked through fantasies, Helen's pussy gripped me tight and wouldn't let go.
"M-Master..."
In missionary, clinging to me, Helen sobbed as I bit her ear, tightening her embrace.
And then.
"Hmm."
Unable to hold back her arousal, she began kissing my nape.
The warm, soft touch of her lips started at my shoulder and crept upward.
Smack.
Smooch.
Smack.
Her lips climbed higher, finishing at my jaw before she gently took my lower lip between hers, murmuring as she looked at me.
"You can be rougher. Like in the fantasy."
Tears welled in the corners of her eyes as she gazed at me.
It wasn't the sense of loss from losing her virginity—it was her being devoured by the pleasure it brought.
Hot breaths escaped with every pant.
Each time they touched my lips, I felt infected by that heat.
They say a noble's breath is fragrant.
Helen, close to spirits, had a chamomile-like aroma in her breath.
The sight of her sucking on my lip and extending her tongue for a kiss was less noble and more beastly.
I tugged her leash.
"Hngh!"
"The cheeky bitch trying to steal a kiss without Master's permission."
"S-Sorry."
"Move your hips yourself. If it feels good, maybe I'll change my mind."
At my words, Helen hurriedly began shaking her hips.
Her clumsy movements, always just receiving in the fantasies, made it clear she was an inexperienced virgin.
"M-Master, does it feel good?"
She thought she was shaking hard, but for a noble lady used to only taking it, it was incredibly difficult.
"Not nearly enough yet."
"..."
"You need extra lessons on how to be a proper bitch."
"Extra lessons..."
At the word "lessons," Helen's face melted into a dopey grin.
"Yes. I'm a hopeless failure of a student. So teach me, Master. If it's you teaching me..."
Panting, Helen whimpered and opened her mouth.
"I'll be a good, eager learner. Woof."
I slapped her breast.
Slap!
"Beasts need beastly sex."
I changed positions.
As I pulled out my cock, Helen let out a frustrated sigh.
But soon, she got on all fours, sticking out her ass, waiting anew for my cock.
Staring back at my cock through her ass, a strand of drool trailed from her mouth.
"Master, give me cock. Woof."
To the Helen shaking her glistening, sweat-and-juice-slick ass and begging for cock, I gave a fitting gift.
"Hnngh!"
Perhaps because this position let my cock plunge even deeper than missionary.
"It's all the way inside..."
Did just the insertion make her cum? Helen trembled, at a loss.
"M-Master, w-wait ju-just a..."
Her voice slurred, strength gone, but I had no intention of mercy here.
Grabbing the leash, I lifted her waist slightly.
Plung! Plung! Plung!
I pounded my cock in.
"Kyaaah!!"
Hitting her weak spot dead-on, Helen began shuddering with every thrust, screaming in ecstasy as her body thrashed.
"W-Wait! Th-That... Hiiikngh!!!"
Squiiiirt!
An immediate orgasm surged.
Her pussy squirted, soaking the bedsheets.
I gripped her waist and kept pounding, heedless of the bed growing damp with her squirt.
"Hngh! Haaang! Ang! S-Stop! C-Cumming again. M-Master, st-stop..."
She reached out, but her hands just swiped at empty air.
Holding the leash, she trembled violently.
"Hnnghaaa!"
"You have to take your reward properly."
I whispered in the ear of Helen, who had already cum countless times.
All her senses ruined from multiple orgasms in such a short time, she stared blankly into space, jolting at every whisper.
"Th-That, nooo..."
She begged me to stop.
As she wished, I halted my pounding hips.
However.
Pat. Pat. Pat.
The sound of my pelvis slapping her ass didn't stop.
Because the Helen who had just begged to stop was now moving her ass herself, seeking the good spots.
"Didn't you say to stop?"
"Mngh, hngh, I-I did, buuut..."
Her voice, half out of her mind, sobbed incoherently.
"Feels good. So good..."
Who would think the woman slamming her ass back onto my cock, shaking it herself, was the brilliant Helen Silvesta?
With a pleading face, she looked back at me and opened her mouth.
"Woof..."
Her whimper, like a puppy caught in the rain, stirred my lust.
"If you say that, how can I hold back?"
My cock, already on the verge, hardened further, and I thrust the now even thicker shaft deep inside her.
"Hnnghup!!!"
Helen clamped her mouth shut, her body shuddering.
Convulsing wildly, she panted raggedly, struggling to swallow.
I straightened my hips, gripped her jiggling breasts hard, and plunged deep.
The long-suppressed urge to cum welled up.
"I'm about to cum, so take it in your mouth."
"..."
Helen hesitated to answer.
"...Yes."
After a moment's pause, she nodded.
She'd probably wanted me to cum inside.
I understood.
In the fantasies, she'd taken countless creampies, so she wanted it in reality too.
'Not going that far.'
Even if I'd taken her virginity, no sane man cums raw in a noble's pussy.
If she got pregnant, it wouldn't end with just sex—that would upend her entire family.
That was the final line I had to hold.
As I pulled out my throbbing, cum-ready cock, her pussy clenched regretfully.
Kneeling before me, looking up, I aimed at Helen's face.
Her small hand stroked my cock to the brink.
"Grgh!"
I couldn't hold out long and came on her face.
"Mmph!"
As ejaculation started, Helen regretfully took my cock in her mouth.
Face smeared with white semen, mouth full of cum, she looked up at me and smiled.
Seeing her like that, with my load in her mouth, a thrill of depravity rose in me.
Even after just cumming, my cock twitched, revving up for more.
"Pwease use me more."
A plea for orders.
"Swallow."
Only then did Helen, who had been holding still without my command, gulp it down.
Gulp.
"Bleh."
Sticking out her tongue to show her clean mouth, Helen giggled mischievously.
"Good girl."
Her eyes drifted back to my cock, stirring again.
"You still need more, right?"
At her question, I asked back.
"Can you handle it?"
"Of course. Hehe."
Smiling Helen whimpered through faint orgasmic tremors even as she answered.
"Hnnghaaa!!! M-Master, it feews so gooood!!!"
Her beastly screams of pleasure continued a bit longer.
"...What is this?"
Freshly bathed, Helen handed me a small box.
"A-a gift."
"A gift?"
"Yes. Wh-When we do illusions, I'd like you to wear this."
Now using honorifics with me, Helen clutched the box, her face flushed deep red.
Inside the box she'd given me were glasses with elegant silver frames.
"I want to wear these when receiving your lessons, Teacher. And when I do, you can speak casually to me anytime. Because I am..."
Helen fidgeted with her fingers before lifting her head to look at me.
"...Teacher's puppy."