The Absolute Beings Obsessed with My Defeat Addiction

I waited for Helen’s choice.

Knowing that no matter how much I won, Helen’s personality would never let her give up.

Even with her body adorned with adult toys, her burning will to somehow win showed her ideal of an unyielding noblewoman.

So I gave Helen a choice.

Not a game where I win, but one where I lose, allowing Helen to choose victory or defeat.

And now, Helen was handing me a collar.

“Punish this incompetent disciple who foolishly failed to defeat her Instructor.”

“Understood.”

I took the collar she offered.

“Follow me.”

I held the collar and tugged it gently.

Helen rose from her seat, following me.

I removed all the devices attached to her body.

Once I removed all the devices except the collar, Helen looked at me with a slightly dazed expression.

“Instructor…?”

“We need to calm your senses a bit.”

“Ah…”

“Lie down here.”

After laying her on the bed in the center of the magic circle, I wiped her body with warm, damp towels.

After wiping away all the sweat, I covered her body with a blanket.

“It will be a little different from the illusions you’ve seen before.”

“How so?”

Helen’s face, looking at me, was full of anticipation.

Anticipation of a new experience.

“I will create a new vision based on the illusions Helen has experienced and her current mood.”

“Based on…?”

“Yes. So neither you nor I know what kind of vision will appear. Isn’t that even better?”

“You don’t know anything?”

I nodded, soaked a fresh towel in warm water, and placed it on her eyelids.

“Wh-what are you doing?”

“I’ll cover your vision when we enter the illusion magic. Sight is a more important sense than you think.”

“I-is it a real illusion?”

Was she feeling uneasy?

Helen asked urgently.

“Yes, it’s an illusion.”

I had no intention of lying about this.

However…

‘Whether the recipient perceives it as an illusion is a different matter.’

An illusion experienced while knowing it’s an illusion, and one experienced without knowing, would surely be different.

Should I call it Schrödinger’s Illusion Show?

It will create a more immersive environment.

“I-Instructor…”

Helen, her eyes covered, stammered.

“Wh-when will it start?”

“It will begin soon. I will give you a signal.”

“Y-yes.”

Helen, her fists clenched tightly in her hands, which she pulled from under the blanket, had a mixture of anticipation and fear on her face.

“Ugh…”

After checking the magic circle, I patted Helen’s shoulder.

“Hick!”

Startled, Helen flinched, looking utterly frightened.

“I’ll begin.”

“Y-you’re starting?”

“Yes.”

“W-wait…”

I held Helen’s shoulders to prevent her from struggling.

I secured her so the towel wouldn’t come loose if she moved.

The surroundings rippled, and the illusion began to construct its world.

To show Helen the most exciting illusion she desired.

To create the situation she craved most, the most suitable place to guide us.

Soon, the magnificent landscape constructed by the illusion was complete.

I closed my mouth, looking at the scenery the illusion revealed.

‘This place…’

Did Helen’s desires choose this place?

Unexpected.

***

Helen, unable to see anything with her eyes covered, asked Max, who was beside her, in a voice full of fear.

“I-is it over?”

There was no answer.

“I-Instructor. Is it over?”

Still no answer.

After saying only that he would start the illusion, he didn’t answer no matter how much she called.

“Can I open my eyes? Is that okay?”

Frustrated by the lack of response, Helen removed the towel from her eyes.

Removing the towel that had warmly covered her eyes, she opened them.

“Huh?”

Max’s shop remained unchanged before her eyes.

“Instructor, what is this? Nothing changed. Did you do it right?”

There was no answer.

“Hey, Instructor!”

To suddenly disappear after building up so much anticipation.

What is going on?

‘He’s not that kind of person.’

Helen, covered in a blanket, sat up.

Clunk.

The choker around her neck caught.

The leather strap connected to the choker trailed on the floor.

Max, to whom she had given the collar, was nowhere to be seen in the shop.

“Instructor? Without casting the illusion, where did you go?”

As she stood on the floor, her body covered by the blanket, to find Max, who was nowhere to be seen.

Creak.

The door opened, and someone entered.

Who could it be?

If someone saw her like this.

If someone saw Helen De Silvesta, the noble lady, the top spirit mage, and the current record-breaker of the Imperial Academy, naked and wearing a collar.

It wouldn’t end with simply sullying the family name.

At that moment, her heart sank.

“What are you doing?”

A familiar voice sounded.

A condescending tone.

A heavy, low voice.

The voice, which could be described as politely rude, was the voice of someone she had heard countless times in her illusions.

“I-Instructor?”

The one who opened the door was Max, wearing glasses.

Max with glasses, with a subtly different expression from the real Max, pushed up his glasses and looked down at her.

“What are you doing?”

“I-Instructor…”

“A noble lady… in such attire, with a collar around her neck… Did you truly wish to become a slave?”

Thump, thump.

Max, who closed the door, approached her.

“W-wait, Instructor, that’s…”

Overwhelmed, Helen unconsciously took a step back.

She thought the spell hadn’t worked properly because the current scenery was too similar to reality, or rather, there was no change from before entering the illusion.

Max with glasses suddenly appearing in that situation.

Her surprise was brief; Helen wondered if the Max with glasses before her was the real Max acting.

However…

“Disgraceful. Do the Silvesta family hide such vulgarity? You offered your own buttocks last time, didn’t you?”

Max’s tone, which he spat out, was not something that could be created through acting.

“I-Instructor… that’s…”

Max grabbed the trailing collar and said,

“Instructor?”

“Huh?”

“There’s no way a woman wearing a collar like this is a noble lady.”

“Ah.”

Helen, about to reply, felt her breath catch in her throat.

The cold gaze of Max with glasses, looking down at her, felt like it was piercing her heart.

He was commanding Helen with his eyes.

-Aren’t you a lewd bitch?

And the moment she met his gaze, Helen realized, in the ambiguous boundary between reality and illusion, that whether it was an illusion or reality didn’t matter.

What mattered was that Max with glasses was before her.

That he held her collar.

And that he seemed to know her purpose.

Clang.

He pulled the collar.

“Call me Master from now on.”

“B-but…”

“Didn’t you come here wanting this?”

“Wh-where is this?”

Max with glasses came close.

He brought his mouth to her ear and whispered,

“The place filled with your desires.”

“…”

“You wouldn’t not know how much you’ve been tormented here. Didn’t you come here to release the desires that have built up?”

Helen couldn’t speak under Max’s forceful words.

“If you want to be tormented so much, undress yourself.”

She trembled, looking at Max.

A faint smile played on Max’s face, a victor’s smile.

“Okay.”

“No. That’s not the way to speak to your master.”

“Y-yes, sir.”

“Good. From now on, whenever we do this, you will speak as if addressing your master. Then, I will be your master whenever you want, just like now.”

“…Yes, sir.”

As Helen answered hesitantly, Max gently stroked her head.

“Good. Then let’s begin.”

She reached for the buckle to undo it.

Then…

Slap.

Max’s hand lightly struck her cheek.

“That’s not it. You’re a bitch now. You’re a bitch whose desires can only be satisfied with my permission.”

Bitch…

“Do dogs use their hands?”

“Ah…”

The moment that struck her mind, her sharp brain adopted the best posture for a bitch.

Kneeling, she propped herself up on her arms and began to undo the buckle with her mouth.

As she lowered the zipper, she saw the panties containing a hard object.

It had a pungent smell.

An unfamiliar smell to Helen, the noblewoman.

But a familiar smell to Helen, the bitch.

A dick.

The thick dick she had longed to see for weeks was wriggling inside her panties.

It was already fully erect, even through the panties.

How good would it feel to take that into my mouth?

If that huge thing enters me…

Gulp.

Saliva gathered at the mere thought.

Helen, swallowing her saliva as she looked at the dick, looked up at Max like a dog waiting for a command.

“Good girl.”

“May I undress?”

Anyway, this is an illusion.

An illusion very close to reality.

I can let go a little.

‘Even if it’s real, it doesn’t matter.’

Even if it were real, the other person was Max, a man who already knew all her secrets.

Really, even if it were real.

‘It’s okay if it’s Max.’

She could safely indulge in pleasure.

He was a trustworthy person.

And someone she had given her body to.

‘Even if it was in an illusion.’

Helen waited for Max with glasses’ answer.

“Undress.”

The moment he finished speaking, Helen finished taking off her panties with her mouth.

Then, a large, hot dick sprang up and struck Helen’s face.

She felt her heart pounding from the huge thing lightly hitting her cheek.

“Ah.”

Like a puppy about to take a dog biscuit, Helen stuck out her tongue and licked the dick.

The moment she saw the dick, she lost control.

It was the moment all her pent-up desires exploded at once.

“Did you want it that much?”

Her Instructor, her master, didn’t stop her.

He just smiled, stroking her head.

“Yes, sir.”

Helen nodded with a foolish expression.

The taste of the dick, after a long time, was delicious.