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Translator: uly
Chapter: 8
Chapter Title: Commanded by a Bandit
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The only person in the empire who could issue orders to Yuris—the captain of the 1st Knight Order and the symbol of victory, the Iron-Blood Knight—was one single individual.
The Empress of the Empire.
She alone held the sole authority to command Yuris.
-There are barbaric tribes stirring up trouble in the empire's borderlands. Go handle them quickly.
-I left the monsters in the west to the hero, but the ones popping up in the south? You'll need to take care of those.
-Off you go.
As per Her Majesty's decree.
Whenever the Empress issued a command, Yuris would bow her head and march off to the battlefield.
But right now, the one giving her orders wasn't the empire's ruler, the Empress. It was just a lowly bandit.
At his command to spread her legs, Yuris parted them of her own accord.
It was utterly humiliating.
She had never taken orders from anyone.
From a mere bandit, no less.
Me, taking orders from the likes of him.
Yet as the bandit looked down at her and spoke, Yuris's body moved on its own.
Because the memory of what this man had done to her before came flooding back.
"Urgh..."
She was furious.
The sight of herself spreading her legs at his word filled her with shame.
She was the empire's greatest knight.
Only the Empress could command her.
How dare he.
How dare a filthy bandit.
Yuris clenched her teeth and glared up at him, even as she spread her legs as ordered.
The bandit met her gaze and grinned.
"A bit of a feisty bitch like you is way more fun to break. The ones who give up too easily are no good."
"Shut up."
"But hey, that sour look on your face? Your pussy down there's saying something totally different—like it can't wait to get fucked."
The bandit's hand reached toward her crotch.
Squish.
He tapped at her soaked pants.
"How bad were you hoping for this? Doesn't match that prim little exterior at all, does it?"
"..."
Shame burned through Yuris, her face flushing hot.
She never wanted this man—the one she least wanted to see her weakness—to discover her secret.
Now it looks like I was actually looking forward to it.
No.
That's not it.
I wasn't expecting anything.
"I came here to beat you..."
"But you lost again, didn't you?"
"Urgh!"
In reality, she'd have crushed a bandit like him in an instant.
But now, her slender wrists were gripped tight in his hands, rendering her helpless.
No matter how much she struggled.
"It's no use."
"Urgh!"
She couldn't break free from his grasp.
His thick fingers and burly forearms were a world apart from her delicate hands.
Even now, his powerful grip clenched her wrists like iron, veins bulging.
-Remember this sensation. The feel of being held like this.
The illusion mage's voice echoed in her mind.
That man... he grabbed my hands on purpose...
But her thoughts didn't get that far.
Schlick.
"Hnng!"
His fingers deftly slipped one hand past her pants, brushing against her panties soaked with her own juices.
"The moment you showed up with your pussy drooling like this, it was obvious what you wanted."
Yuris had no retort to such vulgar words she'd never heard before.
"Hnng!"
Each graze of his fingers sent subtle waves of pleasure rippling through her, making her tremble.
Feeling his thick fingers through her pants felt good.
She squeezed her eyes shut, shuddering harder to savor the pleasure more vividly.
"I let you go home myself last time, but here you are again. Must be because you were looking forward to what I promised next, right?"
"No, that's..."
"Then what's this?"
The bandit raised his glistening fingers, slick with her shameful fluids.
"Th-that's..."
She wanted to deny it, but she couldn't—the evidence had come straight from her own body.
"Tell me quick."
Under his threatening tone, she slowly parted her lips.
"I... I was expecting it. That's why..."
She'd denied it over and over to the illusion mage and the bandit, but deep down, she had been anticipating it.
She wanted to feel that helpless violation again, just like before.
'No.'
This isn't what I really want.
He threatened me, so I had no choice...
Even just now, she'd trembled with pleasure at his fingers—but that was just a physiological reaction.
"Good. Then you know what you have to do now, right?"
"What do you..."
"Spread it yourself."
"...What?"
"Spread your pussy wide and show me how wet your slutty hole is."
"Th-that's ridiculous..."
"Does it sound like a joke?"
His icy stare.
It squeezed her heart like a vise, making her flinch.
"Take your clothes off yourself too. Resist, and I'll kill you right here."
"..."
Released from his grip, Yuris began removing her armor on her own.
'It's so heavy...'
It felt strange.
Her armor, which usually felt so light, was unbearably heavy today.
Her hands shook as she undid it.
Clink!
She could barely manage the clasps properly.
Trembling, she finally shed her sword and armor, which felt heavier than ever.
If this were the real Yuris, she'd have been plotting a counterattack by now.
But ever since he'd captured her, her fighting spirit had already crumbled.
Though Yuris herself didn't realize it.
The sense of defeat she'd experienced once before had already broken her.
Rustle.
Now fully stripped, Yuris bit her lip and covered her breasts and crotch with her hands.
Her face burned with mortification.
"I said spread it yourself, didn't I?"
"...O-okay."
Yuris's trembling hands parted her outer labia.
Her plump pussy lips spread wide, revealing the pink flesh inside.
Her arousal-soaked slit wept a clear strand of nectar down her thigh.
It looked just like tears streaming down.
Who would ever guess this was the Iron-Blood Knight, symbol of victory?
"Kukuku, nice view."
The bandit's mocking laughter stabbed into her heart like daggers.
Why did his every word echo so loudly?
Her heart pounded wildly, the opposite of her shame.
Even on the battlefield, it had never raced like this.
"Enough gawking. Time for the main event."
Clank.
In the bandit's hand was an iron shackle.
"Put this on your own wrists."
"Wh-what?"
"While etching into your mind that you're a loser."
"..."
Another command.
She had no choice but to obey.
In this illusory world, she couldn't beat him with raw strength.
She'd already spread her pussy for him herself.
Muttering excuses to herself, she fastened the shackles around her wrists.
Click!
They rattled loudly with every movement.
"This is the symbol of your defeat to me. Know what happens when you lose to a bandit?"
"..."
"You become a slave. Men as laborers, women as body servants."
"I was never a body servant..."
"But the bitch standing here now? Anyone can see she's one."
He wasn't wrong.
The only one left standing here was a naked, vulgar woman who'd discarded her armor and uniform, who'd spread her own pussy.
It was humiliating.
And yet, her heart raced even harder.
Was it the submission from knowing she'd lost?
Or was she truly aroused? She couldn't tell.
"Well, we'll find out soon enough."
The bandit smirked slyly.
He tied a rope to the shackles she'd locked on herself, then looped it over a sturdy tree branch.
"Hnng!"
Pain shot through her arms as they were yanked upward, fully exposing her body.
"Hoo, felt it last time too, but damn, what a body. Too good to keep all to myself."
Yuris hung there, utterly naked, shackled in place.
Her pink nipples and areolae were on full display.
Nothing covered her toned, flawless figure except the shackles on her wrists.
The mark of her defeat.
Even the breeze on her skin felt so real.
She barely remembered this was an illusion anymore—not since he'd overpowered her.
"Even after all this, I'll never submit..."
"With your nipples hard and pussy drooling? Zero convincing power."
"You're just gonna tease my nipples again like last time, right? I... I came prepared for that..."
Before Yuris could finish, his fingers roughly stroked her exposed pussy lips.
"Hnngh!"
Her toes curled.
The sudden pleasure raced up her spine, searing into her brain.
"Haa, haa."
"Tsk. You really think I'd just tease your tits again and call it a day? I told you—if you came back, I'd give you something even better."
Her legs went weak.
She'd heard that a woman's body goes limp when it feels too good.
Am I feeling good right now...?
No way.
"Aren't you a bit too sensitive? First bitch I've seen who cums just from a little pussy rub. Ah, pent-up frustration? Makes sense—highborn nobles don't touch each other to keep up appearances, right?"
"Shut... up."
"Doesn't matter. You're not some noble lady playing knight anymore. And you're definitely not the real Yuris."
Not the real Yuris.
At those words, Yuris found herself staring at the bandit without thinking.
"Wh-what?"
"It's true, isn't it? You're not the real 'Yuris'."
Not the real me?
She repeated his words in her head without realizing it.
"Th-then... what am I?"
"What else? A pervert who wants to be a body servant."
"..."
Clank.
The slave's shackles rang in her ears.
"The real Yuris wouldn't cum from one touch to her pussy."
"I'm not the real Yuris...?"
"Yeah. You're not her right now. So tell me what you really want."
"I... I..."
Yuris's lips moved on their own, but she clamped them shut again.
She didn't say it.
Some instinct warned her it was dangerous to speak.
"Tsk, whatever. You'll admit it soon enough."
Clicking his tongue, the bandit dropped his pants.
"Y-you, what are you doing?"
"What else? Time for me to have some fun."
As the bandit stripped off his pants, a massive cock she'd never seen before filled her vision.
It's... this big?
Thick and rigid as a pillar, it throbbed up and down.
"Y-you're gonna put this inside me...?"
"Kukuku, is that what you want?"
"..."
"Don't worry. Not fucking you today. Virgins are valuable. Might sell you off—don't wanna ruin the merchandise."
"S-sell me?"
"Bandits sell slaves to slave traders all the time, don't they?"
"..."
"So be happy. I'll keep that virginity intact."
Then he pressed that cock against her pussy.
"But I still gotta enjoy myself a little, right?"
"D-don't."
"Clamp your thighs tight. I'll rub it nice against your pussy."
His rough hands forced her thighs together.
"Kyaa!"
He thrust his cock into the new gap formed by her clenched thighs and crotch.
"Hnngh!"
A moan burst from her lips.