Draconic Ritual Escape Pt 01

If your faith is being shaken, would you prefer to seek for the truth or wallow in utter ignorance?

In this part one of the sequel to "Draconic Ritual", a chance meeting made Vishri's firm determination as her village's sacrifice falter, leading her to make an important choice. Yet, could she make the right choice amidst her indecision? Would she exchange a life for many or save that one life and give up the rest regardless of the consequence?

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Draconic Ritual

Escape

Part 1

Humans are complex creatures. We hate injustice to befall us and those we know and love; but then, we inflict the same injustices to others. We are biased: to ourselves, to our blood, and to those who are close to us. Nevertheless, we justify our deeds as no injustices despite the contrary.

----Holy King Arental, Walled City of Duranchel.

The morning, a month after the first Ritual of Protection...

Vishri pushed a cart filled with food down one of the stone corridor in the Lord Protector's castle. Amidst the quiet creaking of the cart wheels, her thought inevitably fell on how her life had changed from before.

In the past, she was sheltered. Her duty required it of her. Performing the Ritual of Protection meant staying pure, and the outside world was full of impurities, thus, her separation from it. Although she had a good life compared to others in the village, her upbringing made her ignorant aside from her life duty. Yet now, it was different.

She smiled softly as she glanced down at the beautiful clear crystal imbedded behind her hand and what it signified.

'

Hope this would never change.

'

Since Lord Protector brought her to his realm, she, a simple rural girl, had access to knowledge both far and near, of kingdoms and empires spanning the lands, of tribes and people with their culture and tradition, and of the strange history and tales of creatures like the Lord Protector himself.

From an ignorant girl to a girl of considerable knowledge, she achieved a lot in this few weeks. Thus, she was content with her lot in life and thankful as well. She wanted to spend the rest of her life serving the one who'd bestowed this chance to her.

So when she halted before a richly-decorated door, she couldn't help but becoming nervous, and her heart pounded within her chest. Lifting a fist, she knocked softly against the hard wood. "Lord Protector?" she called out with deference.

The air vibrated, and a thought of acknowledgment slid into her mind. "Hmmm."

Inexplicably, she quivered. Even now, that gravelly voice still sent delicious shivers down her spine. "M-may I come in?" She held her breath as she listened for his reply.

A pause...

"You may."

With a long exhale, all the pent-up air in her lungs rushed out. Her tensed form relaxed a bit, and her heartbeat calmed a little. Bearing a sunny smile, she opened the door and pushed the cart in through the gap.

The Lord Protector's throne room was spacious. Everywhere Vishri looked, expensive treasure and precious metals adorned the floor. Rare paintings exuding knowledge and wisdom hung on the walls, while sculptures thrumming with power sat on pedestals. Hills of gold, silver, and gems piled against the room's periphery. Yet, Vishri knew the Lord Protector's wealth didn't only encompass these. Behind the locked doors outside, more was hidden and out of sight.

As to the Protector himself, he stood before a huge window at the far wall with his scaled wings facing the spacious chamber. The huge window, although it looked like you could easily step out through it, fitted a transparent crystal on its frame. This made the window see-through, which revealed the stormy weather outside. Gold lightning and gray winds wreaked havoc to the outside world with bone-chilling ferocity and menace.

Vishri stopped a few steps away from the Lord Protector. Not looking straight at those beautiful silver scales, her emerald eyes focused down on her feet. Her platinum hair bracketed her nervous face. "I have made some food. If it's not too presumptuous, would the Lord Protector join me for breakfast?" Anxious, her delicate fingers kept fiddling the hem of her white dress.

Still staring at the ground, she felt the Lord Protector's palpable gaze fell down on her. "Why?"

"I...will be very happy if you would."

Another brief silence before he answered calmly, "I allow it." There was a rustle from where the Lord Protector stood. "I will join you."

For a second, the floor beneath Vishri melted like heated candle wax. Along with it, her vision turned blurry. Finally, when she lifted her head and looked around with widened eyes, the throne room became the dining hall. The precious gold and objects disappeared. All that was left was a long table. The Lord Protector sat at its head and gestured at Vishri to take a seat beside him.

Quickly, Vishri placed all the food she brought on the table. There were steaming hot soups, savory meat dishes, and a couple of vegetable dishes. Even though she knew the Lord Protector was a guardian spirit, thus, didn't need to eat or sustain his life with mortal food, his acquiescence to her request still touched her. This made her more enthused to serve the Lord Protector the best she could with her meager strength.

The Lord Protector's golden gaze observed Vishri as they ate. The power contained in those slitted pupils made her heart rate skyrocketed. "Have you progressed with your study?" the Lord Protector asked amidst the sounds of silverware.

Although Vishri's head was lowered as she ate, she could still see the Lord Protector in the corner of her vision. When she heard him, a proud feeling swelled up within Vishri, and she straightened in her seat unconsciously. "I have. The Lord Protector's library is incomparable to anything I've seen! Even someone like me could learn the world through it!"

Enthusiastic, Vishri laid out her progress in the library. She read many books and also practiced some magic to better perform her duty as a life servant to the Lord Protector. At the end, she stood and gave the guardian spirit a grateful bow.

"Thank you for your grace, Lord Protector! I will use the gift you'd given me to the best of my ability. I will not let you down!"

"Hmmm." He acknowledged her gratitude. "After you finish your meal, head to the castle springs. We will recommence the ritual."

Remembering what that 'ritual' entailed, Vishri's cheeks felt hot. To fulfill the pact to her village, she had to undergo the ritual every month. However, since the first Ritual of Protection, a mysterious heat simmered constantly under her skin. Every time she heard the time had come, a craving woke up in her. She wanted to feel the Lord Protector moving against her, in her, once more. Besides, the blessing had to be channelled in her body, to the gem imbedded on the back of her right hand, before it could reach the village.

Vishri averted her gaze from the Lord Protector and fingered that clear crystal. "I-I understand, Lord Protector. I will do as you say."

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The castle springs were full of white steam. The pool reminded Vishri of the forest temple near her village. Unlike that temple though, rough stones imbedded with beautiful gems composed the baths. From the floor, the walls, and the ceiling, that type of stone covered all the surface as they depicted mythical events of the distant past all over their surface.

Fully naked, Vishri stepped down the small steps on the side of the pool. The hot water gradually climbed up her curves. Only when it reached the level of her hips that she left the last rung of the steps. Through the haze, Vishri caught a glimpse of the Lord Protector at the far edge of the pool, so she came closer.

"Lord Protector?" she called timidly.

Vishri had no idea what to do. Even though she had undergone this ritual several times before, she was still unsure of herself. She liked it, but it felt strange whenever they started.

Lord Protector beckoned. "Come."

Vishri stepped closer. Feeling shy, she put her hands behind her and held them there. If she wouldn't, she'd fidget, showing the Lord Protector her anxiety, which was bad. It was like telling him she didn't trust him. Due to her action though, she stood straight, inadvertently highlighting her youthful curves, while her mounds jiggled as they jutted out, exposing everything to the Lord Protector's gaze.

The guardian spirit's golden eyes changed as he looked at Vishri's body. The calm indifference in those slitted pupils gradually melted and turned into hot molten desire. Alongside that transformation, that same subtle scent back in the forest temple before emanated from him.

Soon, the scent affected Vishri, and her awareness of the Lord Protector heightened. In that close proximity, a strong urge for her to touch him and for him to touch her resurfaced. Blushing, she averted her eyes and tightened her hold on her fidgeting hands to hide her mounting desire. That small action was futile however. The Protector could smell her arousal in the air.

'

What am I thinking?!

'

Repeatedly, Vishri scolded herself in her mind.

'

A life servant has no right to demand that...that from the Lord Protector!

'

"Come," the Lord Protector said again in his raspy voice.

But before Vishri could move, the Lord Protector had already stepped closer. This action startled her. Unlike his normal calmness, his voice was deeper, as if repressing something inside. He carefully held her thin waists and lifted the eighteen year old to a ledge above the water and behind the cover of the white steam.

Vishri inhaled sharply at the moment their moist skin made contact. An electrifying sensation rippled from where the guardian spirit's hands held her to the rest of her form. The feeling of his hard scales and the soft prick of his claws went straight to her pink nipples and the spot between her legs. Her peaks hardened as a result, which followed by the slickening of her nether lips, a very different wetness from the one caused by the natural springs.

When the Lord Protector put her down, those sensations didn't leave her. So to calm herself down, she explored the ledge beneath her and noticed that it wasn't made of stone as she previously assumed. Its surface was smooth, and it was soft. She examined it closer, but she didn't know what material it was made from.

Before Vishri could investigate the ledge more, Lord Protector submerged himself in the hot water. The liquid climbed up to his chest and halted there. The Lord Protector's head was level to Vishri's white thighs, while his gaze stayed riveted on her face.

Seeing the Lord Protector's action made her panic. She was only a life servant, and witnessing her lord kneeling before her made her instinctively averse. "Lord Protector!"

When she attempted to get off the ledge, the Lord Protector's scaled hands firmly gripped her legs. "Don't move."

"B-but...the Lord Protector should not kneel before the servant. I-it's not proper."

"Hmm."

The Lord Protector just dismissed her concern. Instead, he opened Vishri's thighs wide and bared her pink center. She could feel his gaze there, as if it was caressing her. Her breath got erratic the longer he stared. Afterwards, he lowered his muzzle between her thighs. When his breath blew against her folds, that mysterious heat spread throughout her body. Coupled with his claws gently piercing her inner thighs, her hips involuntarily jerked forward, wanting something from him.

The Lord Protector took another deep sniff before he transferred his grip to under Vishri's butt. He pulled her near to the ledge's edge. Opening his mouth, his forked tongue came out and quickly flicked up against her pussy. Immediately, that unexpected contact made the young girl's mind blank. A short moment after that, many such flicks came one after the other, completely laying waste on her thoughts.

The barrage of licks made Vishri gasped. It was hot. It was wet. It was intense. With her body turning pliant, she quickly gripped the edge of the ledge behind her to steady herself. Waves of pleasure buffeted her senses as if a small boat to a raging sea. Light-headed, she had the thought that if she wasn't careful, she'd capsize at any moment.

Meanwhile, the Lord Protector's forked tongue continued its unceasing effort. It maintained a circular motion, licking up Vishri's vulva on the right and down the other side, passing the top of the engorged clit and her sopping wet hole in between. The more he did this, the more her pussy juices flowed out, and the more her body tightened.

However, before that mounting heat within Vishri could explode, the Lord Protector halted his action. She couldn't help but make a protesting moan when the stimulation suddenly disappeared. She had no idea when, but her eyes were closed. Opening them, she looked down between her thighs.

The Lord Protector's molten pupils and her dazed emeralds met each other. There and then, Vishri witnessed how the Lord Protector deliberately placed his clawed thumbs on either side of her slit. He slowly spread them, exposing her clit. It didn't take long before his tongue travelled from her hole up to her clit...repeatedly...with light pressure in the beginning, without removing his heated gaze from hers, until the pressure progressed to firmer touches.

And when he breached her folds with his tongue and massaged her g-spot with no warning, along with the sudden clamping of two thin tendrils made from spring water around her pink nipples, the pent-up desire gathered within her burst out. Her eyes rolled, and an intense tingling sensation filled up her brain. She didn't even know which direction was which in her throw of pleasure. Her pussy contracted, and boatloads of pussy juices splashed out, painting the Lord Protector's muzzle with her essence.

Licking her lingering essence around his muzzle, the Lord Protector finally stood. Without waiting for Vishri to come down from her orgasm, he lifted her and positioned her on all fours. Impatience collared his every movement. Holding her steady by the hips, he pointed the blunt head of his upper cock at her quivering entrance and plunged in. Her pussy walls engulfed his rigid member as the lower one slid over her engorged clit, scraping the right places as he sunk in her.

Vishri gasped. Her back arched, helping the Lord Protector slide faster in her. Without meaning to, her body begged for the Lord Protector to pound her needy cunt. A minor orgasm struck her at the moment their groins pressed against each other. Then, he moved, and she shuddered. All her sensitive nerves lit up in pleasure.

Breathy, she moaned. "L-lord Protector!"

Vishri placed her flushed cheek against the ledge beneath her. The pleasure within her was starting to swell again. Just like a bow being slowly drawn, her body went taut, gathering strength for the incoming release. She could feel the Lord Protector's length reaching the parts of her she didn't know she had, stoking the building fire in her depths more. Then...the pleasure erupted.

Tremor spread throughout her body. Her pussy walls contracted and squeezed the delicious flesh hammering her insides. Not too long after, she heard Lord Protector's roar behind her. His violent movement stopped, and he shoved himself in her to the root. The knot at the end of his length released spikes that pierced her silky walls, causing another wave of orgasm from her, before his molten seed warmed up her insides.

The back-to-back pleasure drowned Vishri and her mind came to a halt. She had no idea how long she was in that fugue state. The only thing she knew was those colourful arrays appearing around her during her release. Since she studied magic, her power of memorization was strengthened, and she inadvertently memorized the array, even though she didn't know what it meant.

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Vishri traversed one of the stone corridor of the castle. Behind her, two golems followed, carrying a stack of books and a wooden box. As a life servant, the guardian spirit tasked her to manage the incense burners scattered throughout the castle proper.

To do this however, she needed to learn first what the incense was in the library. In her shallow knowledge, the incense was the manifestation of worship from the outside world, and it was important for her to take care of them by refilling every burner in the castle. Those burners facilitated the smooth flow of power in the realm, maintaining the realm's stability.

As Vishri was on her way, a series of faint sound suddenly caught her attention. She halted and cocked her head. The almost-inaudible noise drifted in the air intermittently. Yet, Vishri couldn't figure where it exactly came from.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Confused, she looked around the empty corridor.

'

What's that? What's making that noise?

'

As far as she knew, only the Lord Protector and she lived in the castle. At least, the Lord Protector never told her of anyone else. Thus, hearing those sounds inevitably attracted her curiosity.

Unconsciously, she left the golems behind and turned left into an unfamiliar corridor. A staircase going down the bowels of the castle appeared there. At the moment she saw it, she was baffled. That passage wasn't there before. With how frequent she traversed that particular corridor, she wouldn't mistake it. Then, how come there's a passage there now?

Her mind tried to wrap around the mystery, while her feet continued forward. Step by step, she descended the darkness until she hit the last step. Now, the narrow path opened up to a gloomy space. The place was dank and damp. Two rows of cells lined on either side of the path going forward, and the origin of the noise was just up ahead.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound was now clearer. It reminded Vishri of the village smithy when someone was working there. Yet, looking at her surroundings, she was doubtful that the sounds were because of someone hammering on burning metal ingots.

'

Is this a dungeon?

'

That thought popped up as she followed the noise.