Chapter 561: Here We Go Again
Roma leaving left Laz alone, drinking another of those fire inducing drinks. Watching what was happening all around him, he knew he wasn’t the only one. What was at first some sort of fancy gathering was starting to devolve quickly into what one could only call a massive orgy.
’No. Not orgy... there is no sharing... no intermingling... it’s just couples doing their thing... or sometimes threesomes,’ Laz said, walking around while being unaffected by the strong aphrodisiac. In fact, he found it quite tasty.
Laz wasn’t watching because he was perving out on what was going on. Instead, he was watching the flow of lifeforce that was going on between guest and lust servant. It was clear that the amount being stolen was neither a lot nor a little, but it never got to the point of being life threatening. For most of these people, the life force would be replenished in several days at most, at least the amount would. As for whether it would still be as strong as what was taken was open for debate. Like most everything else in this world, quality mattered more than quantity and Laz could see that the servants were only taking the dense amounts, kind of like if you dissolved a flavoring in water, but didn’t mix it. When that happened, the stuff at the bottom would be a lot stronger than the stuff at the top. Sure, it was still flavored, but it was far weaker.
Not that those being drained could even muster the courage to care. After all, life draining sex was on an entirely different level compared to the normal stuff.
What was more, the guest were comprised of both men and women and as such, the lust servants were of all types, depending on the needs of the guest.
Hell... there were many couples comprised of same sex partners, something that brought a smile to Laz’s face if only because it meant that even in such a deplorable environment, at least there was equality.
Laz turned his attention from the spectacle and focused again on the cages, before coming to a stop in front of one that seemed to catch both his eyes and his senses. There was a girl sitting inside who was quite a beauty, even by the standards of those in this room. Her long hair was quite eye catching as it was white with a touch of purple hue throughout that contrasted greatly with her almond brown skin. Her face was young as well, no more than 18 or 19, but she had a cold look in her eyes as she sat there, obviously knowing what was happening outside, but not caring in the slightest.
The price for her seemed high compared to others, but not so much out of the normal range that would make her seem unobtainable. Seeing this, he knew that the reason she was still here and not out there could only be because those who had come to greet her didn’t meet the requirements she had set forth.
Laz couldn’t help but be intrigued.
"It’s strange that someone who comes off as being lonely could also look so cold at the same time," Laz said as he approached before grabbing another drink.
"It’s more strange that someone who is just walking around while such amazing acts are happening all around him seems completely undisturbed by it," she responded back in such a familiar voice.
"What can I say? It takes a lot to catch my eyes."
"Are you saying that I have done so?"
"No. Simply my interest for the moment."
"Truly a shame. Ah well, woe is me. Feel free to leave to find what you are looking for," she shot back, neither interested nor angry.
"Ha. With such an attitude, I can’t help but wonder what you are doing here in the first place?"
"We do as we are told when we are told. I am no different."
"And you aren’t told to be out there?"
"We are told only that we must attend. If I wished to make a profit, I could have already done so. But there is little here to catch my eye." Her attitude wasn’t harsh nor judgmental. Just as before, she seemed uninterested.
"Hmm... I suppose if you don’t know what you are looking for, trying to find something must be a truly difficult task," Laz said, finishing off the drink in his hand before grabbing another.
The girl in the cage looked like she wanted to say something, but resisted doing so. After Laz took a sip from this new cup though, the girls eyes seemed to sparkle for a moment before regaining their usual hazel color.
"So what does catch your eye?" Laz asked, completely unfazed.
"It’s almost like your asking me what’s a girl like me doing in a place like this? What’s your angle? Got something like a taste for foreign girls? Sorry to disappoint you sport, but I grew up here in the states. I’m about as home grown as you are, assuming you are anyway."
"Nothing like that. More like you remind me of someone I know, so I figured I would come chat for a bit. Not like anything else is going on anyway," Laz said, trying to mean it.
"OH YEAH. SO GOOD. COME ON DADDY!!! HARDER!!!"
From behind them on the floor, a chair had tipped over where I rather wild looking girl was grinding her hips on a somewhat older man underneath her. While she was still going strong, he looked like he was half dead from the effort. What’s more, when her movements got too wild, he slipped out, revealing himself to be... less than average in that department. It was easy to see that she was doing nothing but acting while sucking the life out of him.
"Right. Just another quiet night," the girl laughed.
"Hmm... Ok. How about this? Let’s make a bet. If I win, you spend some time with me, out here. If I lose, I’ll give you all of the special money I have on me, free of charge," Laz said, sensing that something in or around the cage was monitoring him.
"That... sounds almost too good to be true. There must be a catch?" the girl asked, interested, but wary.
"No catch... well... ok. A slight one. I can’t use the money anyway since it’s not mine and I’m not part of this temple. But from what I gather, the same restriction doesn’t apply to you. So it would all be yours." Laz said, patting himself on the back for this quick idea he had.
The girl seemed to hesitate for various reasons. The key reason was that she knew the only way he could have gotten the money would be if he killed someone for it. But the other reason she hesitated was that she knew that the fact he was still standing here meant that the lust god either didn’t or hadn’t been able to kill him and that made him a somewhat dangerous factor.
Looking up at the young man who was only a few years older than herself, she had to admit he was handsome in a dangerous kind of way.
’And besides, no way this American could even guess my name. Guess that’s at least one thing I can thank my parents for,’ she thought to herself.
"Alright. I agree. And I’ll even sweeten the deal and give you three chances. But if you lose, I want it all. Alright?" The girl asked, before sticking her pointer and middle finger through the bars. Laz returned the gesture, meeting the tips of her fingers with his own, a sign the agreement had been made under the rules of the lust god.
"Alright... so let me think," Laz said, looking the girl up and down.
"Take all the time you need. I’m not going anywhere," she said with a laugh while leaning back and enjoying more of her tea. She had to admit this blend they served was both calming to the mind but stimulating to the body.
"Rosie?" Laz said, without a hint of hesitation.
The girl almost spit out her tea when she heard that.
"Rosie? That’s the best you can come up with after looking at me?"
"So... no?"
"No."
"Hmm... Ok..." Laz said, taking a few steps while acting like he was thinking to himself. Sure, he could just come out and say what he knew, but that would ruin the whole vibe this place had going on. And besides which, there seemed to be more to the story than he knew.
"Barbra?"
"I just... I can’t... Look. I’ll give you a hint to just make myself feel better about taking your money. Think... outside this country, ok?" The girl advised, with both a smile and a frown.
"Ok. Ok... Outside this country. Right... ah got it."
Before Laz said it, she reminded him,
"This is your last try. Even if I wanted to let you continue, the rules of the lust god must be followed within this temple."
"Fair enough. So you’re bound by the bet we made and are not able to break it?"
"Correct. As are you, unless you are stronger than the lust god. That’s what it means to bet on a god’s name."
"Ah. So as long as I get your name right Dalia, you can’t tell me otherwise or lie to get out of it?" Laz said, a small smile on his face.
"That’s exactly right. I can’t.... wait.... WAIT! WHAT DID YOU SAY?"
