Story 63. From Hell to Another Hell (1)

Chapter 108

The words were jumbled ridiculously, but the priests around us trembled and kneeled on the floor in fear and reverence.

The voice and tone of the prophet.

Long live Isnilen.

However, that mad prophet was in the cave under the harem, which was way above where we were. He was supposed to be inside the birdcage hanging from the ceiling. How did he know we were here and talk to us like this?

It was a miracle.

“This is very dangerous. Pagan. Too many don’t believe. Kick them out!”

I couldn’t understand what he was saying, but I could feel the danger on my skin. The stone door began to make strained noise and vibrate as if it was about to open again. What was the point of opening it now? All that would happen is for us to be forced to look at the soldiers’ squished bodies.

I wasn’t afraid of it, especially since Eriez wasn’t either. This is what I told myself over and over again.

“Hhhh…”

If I had a clear head, I would have fled by now. The prince was still holding me, but it wasn’t enough to comfort me. I couldn’t think at all as the wrongness of this situation overwhelmed me.

Then, suddenly…

Thump!

The thick door opened.

No one was waiting for us outside, and to my shock, a giant red sludge came at me. It grabbed me and began to drag me away from the prince.

“Gyaaa! Camilleee!”

I struggled and screamed, but there was no answer. Was I dreaming? Was I abandoned? When I looked around, I saw that I was being pulled into the exotic city.

The very city the prince ordered me not to enter.

After passing by a few streetlights, I was thrown on the ground. Around me, I saw that the pale-skinned people were crawling on the street like insects. When they saw me, they grinned.

I would die here. I knew it, but Arim Sevan Camille told me to live. He told me to find a new god so I could live.

He told me not to believe in everything I saw.

“Isnilen! Gyaa!! Isnilen! If you can hear me, please save me!”

When I looked up and screamed, something changed, but I couldn’t tell if my surroundings became darker or lighter.

***

In the deepest part of my mind, I had a perfect lover.

The name of this perfection was Camille. The small world in my mind was perfect and blessed. When I woke up every morning, I found myself in bed with the man I love. The sun shone brightly on us as I groaned, “Mmm…”

The beautiful boy, who loved to sleep, stretched his body lazily. His eyes were still close, and we were both naked. He looked so lovely that I couldn’t stop myself from hugging him gently. His warm scent felt terrific.

He didn’t wake up until I kissed him lightly. He flinched and seemed breathless, so when I stopped, he went back to deep sleep again.

What was going on here? Why was I in bed with the prince?

I remembered being ordered to become his teacher. I was an Innocent One, and he was an abandoned prince. What happened afterward? How did I get to this happy situation? I couldn’t remember it at all.

I stroked his body gently, enjoying the feeling of his perfect skin. When I saw how his penis was becoming erect, I knew exactly what I had to do. What was this lovely man dreaming of? Did he have a dirty dream? Would he call out my name? Wanting to pleasure him, I lowered my face to his beautiful manhood. I blew on the tip lightly, and after stroking it with my hand for a while, I finally gave in and began using my mouth.

I didn’t want to miss any inch of him, so I tasted every bit slowly and thoroughly. I swallowed whatever moisture came out from him, which made me burn with desire.

Will I be able to make him cum in his sleep? I was curious to see if I could do it, but before I could go on, I felt his hand on my hair.

“Hmm… Juya… Are you awake? I can see that you want to do it again…”

His warm and relaxed words made me shiver. When I looked up, I saw that he had a lazy smile on his face. Was it just me, or did his smile look naughty?

I swallowed.

“Oh, your highness… You are awake.”

“Juya… Haaa… Do you remember what I told you about the law and ethics?”

Was he angry that I tasted his body without his permission? I slowly stepped back and knelt in front of him.

“Your highness, you told me that anyone who abuses someone else against his will would be punished…”

“No, not that.”

Camille sat up in front of me and placed his legs on my shoulders as he continued, “I told you that the law of our world is a rule that allows our people to live in order. But here… There are only two of us in this space, and we set up a rule between us, remember?”

He grinned arrogantly and began to stroke himself. I could not look at his face because I was mesmerized after seeing his hand on his erection.

“According to our own rules…”

Oh, that’s right. He is a scholar, right?

“I decided to act as your master, remember? Juya, you were so envious of the Hwenian sex slaves, so I offered to do this for you, but if we do this all the time, you might get hurt, so we decided to set strict rules of when to begin and when to stop. Remember that?” Suddenly, his smile disappeared, and he ordered, “So, come over here right now and finish sucking me, Iztal Juya.”