Queen Anai's Treasure

"Hehe. And you followed it like a good girl, Helga-chan." Mori whispered, not really interested in the answer she gave. Though, he was curious who gave it to her. He was far too focused on teasing the blond, "And you know what good girls get, right?" He teased, as his hands move from her ass, to her hips, and back down to her crotch. The smuggler starts rubbing her pussy through her leotard, teasing her as he aims to get her aroused enough to cloud her judgement. "Tell me, Helga-chan. If I disappear, do you think you'll ever find someone that'll make you feel as good as I make you?" He asked, as his other hand squeezes her ass, his fingers snaking inbetween her asscheeks to prod her taint.
"W-When I meet the man I marry... He'll make me feel even better." She moans out at his touch. "I-I know it."
 
Thinking about it, Natasha thinks that there are two options to avoid the camp:

- The first is to simply go around. The opening of the canyon is quite wide, and the camp is in the middle of it, leaving space for the squad to go around. In daylight, this would be impossible to do unseen, but at night, it's plausible that they could sneak through unnoticed. The only possible issue would be someone making too much noise by accident.

- The second is to scale the canyon wall from the outside, and go along the top of the cliff. This would make the camp detecting them basically impossible, but they'd be exposing themselves to the guardians, who have a dominant position atop the cliff.
"Alright, let's try to go around that camp. With little luck, we could sneak our way without attracting their attention. Just watch your step men, to not make noise." She said getting ready her AK.
 
Heading to the old section of Jaffa with Cody close behind, Beatrice feels the ankh beginning to rumble in her pocket, pressing against the fabric as it tries to point her somewhere.

Frowning, Beatrice moved to the site of the street and made sure she was not seen. She then discreetly took out the ankh and checked where it pointed here. Once she knew the directions, she followed, holding the ankh in her pocket.
 
"W-When I meet the man I marry... He'll make me feel even better." She moans out at his touch. "I-I know it."

"Oh? Marriage, hmm?" Mori humms, "I guess that makes sense. Finding your partner is always wonderful. But, see here." He moves away for a moment, grabbing his phone from his discarded pants. The smuggler looks for a certain file, while his fingers rub against Helga's pussy, prodding her hole to tease her. "Here, listen to this." He plays Eloise's audio recording, starting from her stating she was his slave, to her cumming and admitting that he was better than her husband. "Sound familiar?" Mori asked, grinning.
 
"Hmm, raise." The man holding her says, tapping his chips, though the eyes of the other players are no longer really on the table, but on Kelly. "No way I'm missing out on fucking this bitch. When she's working at the boss' club, she'll be too expensive for the low-paid mooks like us." The criminals share a laugh as the game goes on.
With every card, every bet, and every raise, Kelly felt her anticipation grow. It was demeaning to be objectified and reduced to something to be won, and her self-esteem railed at her for it; but there was something about the desire and lust in the men's eyes that filled Kelly with a sense of value and validation. Her body liked the way that she was treated, even if her rational mind hated it.

"W-wait, what?" she asked after the one man's comment. "What do you mean working at you're bosses club? I'm a teacher, not some waitress. When I find my husband we're going back to our lives, I'm not going to work at some club."
 
"Alright, let's try to go around that camp. With little luck, we could sneak our way without attracting their attention. Just watch your step men, to not make noise." She said getting ready her AK.
D100: 71 (Pass)
Natasha and her crew manage to keep themselves quiet, dragging themselves across the sands to avoid the people camped out. From the look of the men standing by the fire, she gets the sense that they're probably criminals, and not trained soldiers, so they've not posted guards properly to stop someone moving through the darkness. Plus, she hears the sounds of a woman moaning, and guesses that the ones in the big tent are distracted. Before too long, they're through.
 
"Oh? Marriage, hmm?" Mori humms, "I guess that makes sense. Finding your partner is always wonderful. But, see here." He moves away for a moment, grabbing his phone from his discarded pants. The smuggler looks for a certain file, while his fingers rub against Helga's pussy, prodding her hole to tease her. "Here, listen to this." He plays Eloise's audio recording, starting from her stating she was his slave, to her cumming and admitting that he was better than her husband. "Sound familiar?" Mori asked, grinning.
"N-No... That's not... That's not possible..." Helga goes white as she hears her married teacher begging for this criminal to fuck her.
 
With every card, every bet, and every raise, Kelly felt her anticipation grow. It was demeaning to be objectified and reduced to something to be won, and her self-esteem railed at her for it; but there was something about the desire and lust in the men's eyes that filled Kelly with a sense of value and validation. Her body liked the way that she was treated, even if her rational mind hated it.

"W-wait, what?" she asked after the one man's comment. "What do you mean working at you're bosses club? I'm a teacher, not some waitress. When I find my husband we're going back to our lives, I'm not going to work at some club."
"Full house." The man holding Kelly grins, revealing his cards to the dismay of the other players. "One: You wouldn't be a waitress. Two: Do you really think you could even say no?" He kisses her neck, biting her earlobe a little as he drops his cards to grope her breasts roughly with both hands. "You can't even say no to me now."
 
"N-No... That's not... That's not possible..." Helga goes white as she hears her married teacher begging for this criminal to fuck her.

"Isn't it? I mean, I'm not married. But if I was, I think I'd just keep fucking my wife, without looking at anyone else. I think that's how it goes, right?" Mori chuckled, throwing the phone onto the bed, to let Eloise's erotic audio tape continue playing. Meanwhile, he pulls her leotard to the side, squatting a bit as he pushes her legs apart. He then presses his fingers into her pussy's entrance, slowly and gently giving her some shallow thrusts. "By the way. I didn't use any of the lotion I used on you, and Laura-chan." He said in a confident tone.
 
D100: 71 (Pass)
Natasha and her crew manage to keep themselves quiet, dragging themselves across the sands to avoid the people camped out. From the look of the men standing by the fire, she gets the sense that they're probably criminals, and not trained soldiers, so they've not posted guards properly to stop someone moving through the darkness. Plus, she hears the sounds of a woman moaning, and guesses that the ones in the big tent are distracted. Before too long, they're through.
Natasha was sure the guardians of the tomb will be more aware then some bandits, but maybe their attetion will be more on camp. No mater what, she attached small hankie to her AK, to make internationa simbol of peace.
"I gues they are watching us, so don't shout first when they show up. I think we can talk our way inside." She said using it like flag, as they march to city.
 
"Full house." The man holding Kelly grins, revealing his cards to the dismay of the other players. "One: You wouldn't be a waitress. Two: Do you really think you could even say no?" He kisses her neck, biting her earlobe a little as he drops his cards to grope her breasts roughly with both hands. "You can't even say no to me now."
"That's not- fuck..." she whined as the man pawed her breasts. She wanted to refute him, but she could only dig her nails into the table and grind her pussy into his cock. Fuck it felt so good to be treated like she was being treated.

"Why doesn't Max ever treat me like this?" she wondered.

"Because Max loves you and respects you." her rational mind replied.

"Fuck respect." she thought. "Treat me like a fucking slut..."
 
"Isn't it? I mean, I'm not married. But if I was, I think I'd just keep fucking my wife, without looking at anyone else. I think that's how it goes, right?" Mori chuckled, throwing the phone onto the bed, to let Eloise's erotic audio tape continue playing. Meanwhile, he pulls her leotard to the side, squatting a bit as he pushes her legs apart. He then presses his fingers into her pussy's entrance, slowly and gently giving her some shallow thrusts. "By the way. I didn't use any of the lotion I used on you, and Laura-chan." He said in a confident tone.
"That's...No way..." She moans more loudly, now, and Mori feels his fingers become coated in her wetness. "You were with her...ooh...daughter..."
 
Natasha was sure the guardians of the tomb will be more aware then some bandits, but maybe their attetion will be more on camp. No mater what, she attached small hankie to her AK, to make internationa simbol of peace.
"I gues they are watching us, so don't shout first when they show up. I think we can talk our way inside." She said using it like flag, as they march to city.
Moving forward a few hundred metres from the camp, Natasha makes out the figure of a man in the darkness - a guardian, looking similar to the man she talked to in the past.
 
"That's...No way..." She moans more loudly, now, and Mori feels his fingers become coated in her wetness. "You were with her...ooh...daughter..."

"Yeah, I was. And you know what she said?" Mori chuckled, getting ready to bring Helga to heaven. "She asked me who was tighter, her, or Laura-chan." He lied, but before the blond could reply. The smuggler starts rapidly pistoning his fingers in, and out of her pussy. Repeated hitting her gspot over, and over again.
 
"That's not- fuck..." she whined as the man pawed her breasts. She wanted to refute him, but she could only dig her nails into the table and grind her pussy into his cock. Fuck it felt so good to be treated like she was being treated.

"Why doesn't Max ever treat me like this?" she wondered.

"Because Max loves you and respects you." her rational mind replied.

"Fuck respect." she thought. "Treat me like a fucking slut..."
The men laugh, as she realises that she spoke the last sentence out loud. "If the lady asks, who are we to deny her?" He pushes the chair out, before grabbing her hair roughly and forcing her down until her cheek is touching the table. "You want to be treated like a slut?" He pulls up her skirt. "How about this?" He sacks her ass roughly, then again, before sliding a finger along her entrace and making her taste it.
 
Moving forward a few hundred metres from the camp, Natasha makes out the figure of a man in the darkness - a guardian, looking similar to the man she talked to in the past.
Natasha comand her crew to stand down and she walk alone to meet guardian.
"Hello Mr Guardian. I guess you probably know already why we are here, to enter the lost city, full of traps, undead and magic. Someone similar to you warming me about that in the past..." She said with surely in the voice. "We want do destroy that power, it is too dangrous to be in this world. I want to you ask for permision to bypass."
 
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The men laugh, as she realises that she spoke the last sentence out loud. "If the lady asks, who are we to deny her?" He pushes the chair out, before grabbing her hair roughly and forcing her down until her cheek is touching the table. "You want to be treated like a slut?" He pulls up her skirt. "How about this?" He sacks her ass roughly, then again, before sliding a finger along her entrace and making her taste it.
"Oh!?" Kelly exclaimed as she was pushed forward onto the table.

"Ah! AH!" she cried as she felt the bruiser smack her ass twice.

Kelly bit her lip and moaned when his fingers explored her sex and then moaned again when she willingly sucked on the fingers the man brought to her mouth. Her fingers scratched at the surface of the table and she instinctively spread her legs. "God yes..." she whimpered. "Fuck yes..."

She wiggled her ass back and forth, the motion begging for more than just fingers.
 
"R-Right..." The guy struggles. Miriam gets the feeling that the men and women alike are about to cum.
Horny as she was Miriam still had enough self control to not let her lust take over. When she felt her partners were all about to cum she got off the guy she was riding and instead got on her knees, Bast and Taia on each side of her. “Come on, boys, paint my tits white!” She demanded of the two guys as she resumed fucking the two women's pussies with her fingers.
 
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