Chapter 228 - Heaven And Hell (2/2)
”Oh? And why is that?”
”Well. When we give away a few free meals, it helps to draw customers to come back. Besides, once you taste what we have to offer, I'm sure you'll be more than willing to dine with us again.” Laz might have been mistaken, but the way she said that seemed pretty weird.
Still, Laz didn't have anywhere else to go and he had missed breakfast. So when the offer was put in front of him, he felt no reason to decline. He simply replied ”ok” causing the young lady to smile even more. She quickly grabbed Laz's hand out of nowhere and proceeded to drag him forward, through the throng of people on the streets and down the sidewalk.
Her hand felt way cooler than it should have.
It wasn't cold to the point of being like ice, more like it was like cool water on a hot day. Considering how warm it was outside and the fact that the girl was pretty well dressed, her hand shouldn't have been so cool. At first, Laz didn't notice. But after a few minutes of being led by her, Laz figured out that her hand had remained unnaturally cool.
'Honestly though, why am I focusing on her hand?' Just as Laz was about to slap himself for paying attention to the wrong things, the girl came to a halt, causing Laz to halt with her.
In front of them was a large, old gothic style building. It looked like it had once been a massive church but had since been converted into a business.
'Was this the restaurant she was leading me to? A church? Why the hell is it a church? What are the chances I get struck by lightning when I walk in here?'
”AND WELCOME, weary traveler. Here, you will find everything a tired and lost man needs to feel refreshed. I promise that we won't let you leave unsatisfied.” It sounded like the girl was reading a memorized script... and an incredibly suggestive one at that.
'Well. This has been fun. But I really shouldn't walk in here blind.' Despite letting things happen the way they would happen, Laz didn't stop being on guard. As such, he spread out his spiritual sense towards the building to check out it's secrets inside. Strangely enough though, his sense was completely blocked. He couldn't even take a close look at the stone the building was made from.
”Uh...”
”Yes. Welcome to Heaven and Hell. Come come, it will be fun. Come come, you can not run.”
'Da fulk? Did she just say you can not run?'
Laz had all of about one second to process what was going on before the cold hand gripped his tightly and yanked with a strength that could drag compact car, directly pulling him through the front doors of the building that opened on their own. He just barely caught a glimpse of the signboard that said 'Heaven and Hell,' before things got really dark for a minute.
In less than a breath, a deep red light assaulted Laz's eyes, shining out over the massive room that looked like a toss up between a s.e.x dungeon and a mid evil buffet.
”Ha ha ha, looks like you have stumbled into hell today little boy.” Before Laz could even formulate a thought, the nice girl who had dragged him here had ripped off her clothes using her immense strength. Underneath it was nothing but a skin tight, leather corset and black p.a.n.t.i.e.s. Her b.r.e.a.s.ts, which seemed rather large under her clothes before were now only covered by by black tape in the shape of an 'X' over her n.i.p.p.l.es, with little bits of pink sticking out from underneath.
From somewhere that only god could fathom, she had even taken out a leather bull whip which she had swung at Laz's b.u.t.t without any warning.
Sadly for her, Laz reacted instinctively, grabbing the whip before it could hit him and gripping it tight. She tried pulling it back a few times before she realized that he wasn't letting go and shot him a dirty look, as though he had ruined her fun. All she got from his face was a frozen expression, as though he was still in shock.
Even Laz didn't know that he had reacted to stop the whip.
The entire main room of the massive church was covered in red velvet carpet, red foot stools, and even red chairs and sofas. Girls and guys were lazing around everywhere, feasting and drinking from trays of food that had been spread out all over the area, sitting on individual trays that had been set up on wooden stands. The half n.a.k.e.d guys were fawning all over the girls dressed in fetish wear while being fed or sometimes even disciplined, depending on if they went too far. It really looked like some sort of freak fetish fiasco.
”Hey... Let go...” The girl complained while pulling on the whip after noticing Laz's blank face.
”Oh. Uh. Sorry. I guess I thought this was going to be something else... I'm going to go now. Yeah. That's it. I'm going. Thanks for the invite, but I kinda just wanted a free meal. SO.... K. Thanks. Bye.” Laz awkwardly pointed behind himself at the door before he started to take a few steps backwards, as though he was going to flee in a moment.
Just before he bolted however, he noticed a girl making her way through the crowd. He used the term girl because she was literally under five feet tall with a face that looked like it belonged on a primary school bus. If it wasn't for her massive t.i.t.s that looked like they should have caused her to fall forward due to gravity, Laz would have guess she was ten at most.
Compared to the other girls, she was dressed like a queen. She had a long flowing, red silk gown, covering her body, elbow length red gloves, and covering her feet were white, tie up sandals with bells on them. As she made her way forward, the bells made a gentle, soothing sound, causing the men who had gathered here to get so tired, they all fell asleep on the spot. By the time she was in front of Laz, all of the girls had risen to their feet to stare at the stranger while all the guys were like dead sacks strewn out across the room.
Taking a closer look at the queen like girl in front of him, Laz noticed her dark, almost black hair had strains of dark red splashed throughout. The color closely resembled that of blood.
”Do you really want to leave when I have been waiting especially for you?”