Author:" Attention, first of all this chapter will talk about Greed, Lust and their world of origin so if the other world doesn't interest you just have to skip. Then, this chapter will contain a lot of sexual language so you'll be warned."
Pov Greed,
The Red Palace — the only place in the world where prostitution is legal. Any form of prostitution outside of this sanctuary is considered a crime punishable by severe consequences.
Within the dendans, one can find everything: any age (within legal bounds), gender, or race. Even the most obscure fetishes are accepted — as long as they don't cross the line into illegality.
There are a total of 10 million registered sex workers and over 100 million clients. It may sound like a lot, but in a world with 100 billion inhabitants, it's barely a fraction.
When I entered, a stunning individual — feminine in appearance — greeted me with practiced elegance.
"Welcome to the Red Palace, Greed-sama. Are you here for personal leisure, or do you wish to make use of our services?"
"I'm just here to see Lust. Could you take me to her?"
"Lust-sama is currently occupied. She won't be available for another five days. Would you care to wait?"
"How many clients?"
"Ten men, eight women, and thirteen futanari. A total of thirty-one."
I calculated quickly and was certain — I'd either arrive just in time, or it would be already over.
"Take me to her immediately, please."
"As you wish."
There are different ranks of prostitutes, and Lust belongs to the highest tier.
To rise through the ranks, a prostitute must serve clients of higher status or receive a certain number of positive reviews.
Client ranking, however, isn't determined by wealth or status — although I suspect we, the Sins and Virtues, could request services from Lust regardless.
To increase one's rank as a client and gain access to higher-tier partners, one must fulfill criteria such as: requesting services a certain number of times, maintaining long-term membership, and other subtle conditions.
Of course, there are exceptions. Sometimes, people deemed unworthy end up making love to someone far above their status — either by chance or because a higher-ranked prostitute takes a personal interest in them.
It was far more complex than one might imagine.
I was led into a corridor even more luxurious and opulent than the reception hall — so refined and rich, it could rival my own estate and fortune.
"This is where Lust-sama should be. I wish you a pleasant day."
As she bowed once more, I discreetly offered her a rather substantial bribe.
Upon entering the room, the scent of sweat and sex hit me instantly.
Most of the people scattered across the room were passed out, their expressions frozen in intense ahegao ecstasy.
In a grand bed at the center of the room, Lust lay in the arms of a futanari and a woman — all three, of course, completely naked.
Only Lust remained conscious, her cock proudly erect.
"So, you've finally decided to spend an intimate night with me?"
"If I were Justice," I said calmly, "you can be sure your head wouldn't be on your shoulders anymore. And no — you know perfectly well that no Sin or Virtue other than you would have sexual relations with anyone other than Diablora-sama… unless it was during an orgy."
Diablora-sama had granted us the right to have spouses other than her — but none of us had accepted.
Only Lust was somewhat different in that regard, but even then, it was purely sexual — no romantic feelings involved, at least for now.
"I came here to talk about Evelyn."
Lust's attention sharpened immediately. She rose gracefully, not without planting one last kiss on each of her exhausted lovers lying limp in her arms.
"Could you please get dressed?"
"Are you afraid of being tempted by my body?"
"No. But courtesy dictates that serious discussions should be held clothed."
"As you wish."
With a snap of her fingers, a blood-red dress materialized, hugging her curves perfectly.
Still, the plunging neckline and the very prominent bulge left very little to the imagination about what lay beneath.