Chapter 4 ( Part 5 )

After a moment, the Hell King also slowed down. He aimed a few more lashes and her buttocks. This time, they were fast and exuded strength. Yet the woman who screamed like a banshee for clearly light hits, merely bit her lips and sobbed. She was taken away by the inmate who unclothed her. She kept crying all the way to the benches, but could clearly walk very easily. The whip did not even break her bones.

Clearly a kink. Lan waited and waited. The kink did not lead to any kind of sex. Not even a friendly moan, a sigh, a flirtatious laugh, not even a small touch. It must be some new kind of kink Lan missed following on the internet.

After watching the footage intensely, Lan saw the Hell King beat most of the women in the women's prison. Not all of them were lucky. Whoever dared to raise their heads after coming to him received a somewhat thorough lashing. Whoever couldn't endure and tried to run were given a very thorough lashing. But there was only one type who got the Hell King lashing. It was the woman that tried to resist after submitting to him. Since they came to him after a mere nod or a finger beckon, they will have to endure their suffering like good little children. Any mischievous brat will be treated by dad like a showcase piece.

World Prison has prisoners from all over the world. The language barriers between inmates are insurmountable. Hippie also separates them using language and culture barriers. Most prisoners talk to each other through Hippie or they couldn't understand each other.

The women's prison that has always been united has not been able to suddenly separate and launch a counterattack because of this separation. However, all thoughts of resistance faded after seeing the 'exhibit' and knowing why they called him the Hell King.

After a couple of weeks, the Hell King personally escorted the woman prisoner to the virgin harbour. A good cart driver always shows the path to his buffaloes. Aniket used a punishment rod with a flat tip to give the lady proper directions.

The virgin harbour is full of interference. The video collected is not the same as the event at all. But Lan still hit his thigh as if the awaited moment arrived when the prisoner dropped to her fours and looked behind her.

'At least, keep your promise!' she yelled. 'At least, give me a proper goodbye!'

A moment later, all kinds of graphic moments flooded the computer. It was full of erotic drama between a male and female. Even the screen was excited to show them and hummed in a long, sophisticated manner.

Lan was excited for a moment and then piped down. He urgently dropped the screen into the drawer and pretended nothing happened. Luckily, no one noticed a thing.

After looking this way and that, Lan slowly opened the drawer to fetch the screen. He cannot bring it home, but he can still bring it to the toilet!

Just when he was about to hold it and raise, a colleague's bored voice entered his ear.

'Don't waste your breath. He's not in there.'

'I!' Lan checked his surroundings and yelled, 'I just saw him…Them. Who said I was looking for him?!'

'Yeah, because the ugly chic is what you want.'

'She has a hot body.'

'Had. Hell King wrecked it.'

Lan couldn't say anything to that. The woman asked and took punishment personally for two weeks. Her body was bruised and injured all over. However, there was nothing serious until the very end. Only the look was ruined.

'So what do you mean he's not in the video?'

The colleague yawned and observed the well behaved inmates with boredom. 'Not.'

'So who was it?!'

'Random. It's a virgin harbour video dude.'

Even if it was the virgin harbour, where will other people's sex lives feature in the surveillance tape? If there was such a perk, wouldn't all the guards be watching the virgin harbour?

The colleague yawned again and waved. 'Just forget it. It's bad luck.'

'What do you mean?'

'Do you think you're the only person who looked for that video? A lot of people of people wanted to see.'

'See what?'

'That bloke having sex.'

'Why in the world?!'

'The same reason as you.'

'I don't have a reason at all…'

'He excites you.'

Lan refused to think that horrible inmate actually excited him.

'To watch, I mean.'

'Forget it. Why did you say it's bad luck?'

'Same old, same old. Virgin harbour strikes again. Whoever sees that video has bad luck.' the colleague leaned and whispered, 'There have been deaths.'

'Again?!'

'Sshh. Don't get caught by the captain. A lot of people were just as excited as you after seeing the timekeeper go. But take my advice and don't watch him go to the virgin harbour. Especially when he takes a female. It's always a scene like this and whoever watches it don't end up well.'

'I…' Lan was unwilling. He spent a lot of time wanting to see the kink unfold. A virgin harbour kink ought to be legendary. He can brag about it all his life if he sees it! 'Are you really saying the video knows who is watching it?'

'Did you just join the force today? Are you seriously doubting the virgin harbour, bro? The most mysterious geographical feature that opened an entire realm for humans?'

'I'm not doubting anything! You know I'm on the bench after I lost the thief, right? I'm just curious.'

'You are lucky it ended with a light suspension. I heard the TK took the thief, and made him a time servant. If he just ran away, your career would be over. Or worse.'

'I know. Don't remind me.' Lan had dodged a bullet and he was very happy. But a busy man like him was suddenly on bench with no orders. His mind was naturally distracted.

The colleague sighed and opened a page on his screen. 'Do you know why T.K beat the prisoners?'

'Deterrence,' Lan shrugged.

'Do you know why he beat the women prisoners? They never did anything too wrong. They are very cautious around him like concubines in a tyrant's harem. If he called them, they would lean and show him their hindquarters where he can hit them. But what's the intention?'

'Huh…Not a kink?'

The colleague laughed. 'Bro, what kind of kink continues for ten years in the same pattern? You can see how serious those women are about letting him hit them.'

'Did they fear he would treat them like the male prisoners?'

'That's not it. Death row convicts always try to resist the virgin harbour one way or another. But the women prisoners go in there voluntarily.'

Lan read the article on the screen with fast eyes and understood the scene in the years that followed after this incident.

'Hardly voluntary. Didn't he hit them all and drove them into the harbour of execution with a punishment rod?'

The colleague shook his head. 'There's barely any resistance. In a world that rarely executes women, these women all ended up in the worst place in the world. You're telling me they're scared of a punishment rod?'

'You know who's holding that rod…'

'Even so, you don't walk to your death because you're afraid of a little beating. Even a child would put up a resistance. But these women didn't. The prevailing theory is that the punishment is actually a path. Not just for the women, but the men also, in the Sunday section.'

Lan was a workaholic and never had time to gossip with his colleagues. He turned his chair to his friend and immediately opened both ears.

The colleague smiled at his eagerness. 'And do you know where the path leads to?'

'Where?'

'To the underworld.'

Lan blinked his eyes a few times. A young man like him had big eyes and soft cheeks. He wasn't unmanly, but innocent looking. 'The criminal underworld?'

'The underworld where the soul goes after death. Hell.'

Arguably, a little lost, Lan said slowly, "Is that real?"

"Why wouldn't it be real? Some people call folded space as heaven. Why can't virgin harbour be hell?"

Lan nodded for the colleague to continue. "What kind of people willingly get punished to go to hell, only to get punished again?"

The colleague rolled his chair away. "I'm just telling you the prevailing theory. The Hell King was a timekeeper, not a prisoner with a punishment kink. Anything he does has value, including whipping the lilies. Whenever he's involved, the virgin harbour hid itself like a maiden in first heat. These things can't be taken lightly. Stop watching the videos. Seriously."

Lan's curiosity was aroused. He stayed back after work and watched everything completely, including the gory images that made his stomach twist, head tingle and heart palpitate.

But he truly should not have watched the virgin harbour porn like his friend said. It wasn't that he had a point to prove or that he was excited thinking of a man's private video.

But after all this, one has got to wonder. How does the Hell King do it?

That night, wrapping everything up, Lan put out the lights and opened the gates. He walked quietly into the darkness, opened many security panels, many gates and trekked all the way home on bumpy terrain.

When he finally came to, he was inside the virgin harbour.