Queen Anai's Treasure

"Maybe, if things go well between us, I'll have her 'apologise' to you." The blonde chuckles.

"I'm after the city of Set." She says plainly. "And so, I think, are you." She smirks.

He chuckles as well in response to the blonde's offer. "I'm after what potential the city offers," he says, "Queen Anai had and cultivated some... interesting talents. Talents which are certain to have left traces of power behind."
 
"Hmm, I'll let you decide, slave." The young man gropes her ass as he looks at the thugs. "Do we go back, or will you try to impress your masters by doing things alone?"

"Cody?" Beatrice turned quizzically to the young man when she felt him gripping her ass "Yh!" A slight moan escaped her, as she felt his hand.

This was not a suggestion, the MILF realised, she was given an order.

"Yes... sir..." Shre breathed out hotly. She shivered as she felt a finger move under her skirt, moving along her labia.

"Then get to it, slut." The men growled, pushing her forward, making the professor sway.

Beatrice made a few steps forward and regained the balance - she realised that her student pushed her so she was now in the attention of the young tugs. Biting her lip, Beatrice moved forward, to meet the men.

"Hello." She waved them with a pleasant smile and continued in a heavily accented voice. "That is the impressive gate... might you know, is it from the previous millennium? Or was it build earlier?" She asked approaching them, threatening them like normal people... well, they might just have that kind of looks and be quite normal people... right? If not, well... she was prepared for the second option.
 
"Look at you." The man behind her rubs his length against her ass, before thrusting forward to penetrate her tight rear hole, his length stretching Kelly to her limit, but flooding her mind with that sense of forbidden pleasure that she's become addicted to. "Fuck!" He groans, striking her ass again, as he starts to pound her. "We'll, ugh, let you go back to your pussy husband..." He groans, enjoying her tightness. "But you'll come back to us... Because you need this." He strikes her ass again, before grabbing her hair tightly and pulling her up to face him, dominating her mouth with a kiss. When he lets her fall back forward onto the table, Kelly sees that the other men all have their cocks out, jerking them to the sight of her being ravaged. Kelly feels a thrill at the sight of their eyes watching her with rapt attention - knowing that she's at the forefront of each and every one of their minds, that each desperately wants to be the man inside her right now.
In her sexual daze, Kelly almost didn't consciously register the man's words; but when she opened her mouth to speak only a truth of her soul escaped. "Yes..." she moaned.

Each time his hand smacked her bare buttocks, her ass clenched around his cock and she would gasp. When he pulled her hair, she bucked her ass against him. When he kissed her, her right hand dropped to caress her clit. When Kelly gazed at all the men stroking their cocks she pleaded, "Fuck me... fuck me hard. Fuck my ass. Fuck my pussy. Fuck my mouth. Just fuck me please!"

She squealed in delight as the man pounding into her ass increased his vigor. Her eyes caught the glimmer cast by the diamond of her wedding ring and she had an immediate orgasm. She screamed her orgasmic bliss at the top of her lungs before her eye caught sight of her wedding ring again and like a trigger she came again. There was something so wrong about it; a man who wasn't her husband, a man she didn't even know, was fucking her ass with wild abandon and she loved it. When he slammed into her and let loose a torrent of semen inside her ass she came again, loudly.

"OH FUCK!!!" she howled like a banshee.
 
"Hell yes..." The leader groans, pulling away with his subordinate, before they both begin to pump their lengths in front of Miriam. With a loud groan, they both reach their limit, and their seed sprays forth, covering Miriam's immense chest. At the same time, Bast and Taia's knees both go weak as they reach their own orgasms. As the two men sit down, exhausted, the women lower themselves to their knees as well, turning to Miriam. In the post coital glow, Bast leans in to kiss Miriam, her tongue pressing forward into the younger woman's mouth, as Taia begins to kiss Miriam's neck.
Miriam returned Bast's kiss, their tongues fencing with each other, while Taia kept kissing her neck. Then from the corner of her eye she noticed the female employee standing in the door to the room, looking uncertain what to do. Breaking the kiss Miriam turned to look at her fully. “Come here, girl! Clean me up!” She commanded and pointed at her cum-covered tits.
 
Luke took his baton and extended it, both sides shooting out and creating a long staff. The ends crackled like a taser.

'You're... my ancestor?' Luke asked while he circled the ancient Roman, 'Have you gone mad in here? You won't possess me, demon.'

Luke got ready for a fight, studying Aulus' movements.
"This isn't how you thought you'd meet your ancestor, I take it?" He chuckles. "Mad? No, not mad... I'm free..." Aulus darts in, sword slashing its way towards Luke's staff, trying to disarm the inquisitor. The room reverberates with the sound of a gunshot, as the soldier opens fire with her pistol, and a red hole appears in Aulus' head. The Roman isn't phased, though, smirking at the woman before continuing his assault on Luke.
 
Natasha nod for that, as they getting ready in position to strike. She know how deadly could be grenades, so she made sure to throw them to place where there most enemies. After that, she begins to shooting, with rest of her crew, to not let enemies change to regrup and fight back.
D100: 34+20=54 (Minor Success)
The night is rocked as the grenades detonate, and a scream lets Natasha know that she got at least one of the enemy. Her triumph doesn't last long, though, as the commander cries out, hit by a bullet. The enemy, whoever they are, are well trained, keeping their cool and sending rounds in the direction of Natasha's squad as they retreat to the gate of the city.
 
Mori continues for a good thirty minutes, his movements slowing down due to his throbbing cock, and churning ballsack. He makes sure to hilt himself as deep as he could, before unloading his seed. Filling up Helga's womb.
By that point, Helga is well and truly catatonic with pleasure, a mindless doll for the smuggler to fuck. Still not knowing if she's protected, he unloads every drop of his prodigious load inside.
 
He chuckles as well in response to the blonde's offer. "I'm after what potential the city offers," he says, "Queen Anai had and cultivated some... interesting talents. Talents which are certain to have left traces of power behind."
"I'm after the same thing. Not riches, but power." The blonde tilts her head. "We could work together on this, you know. It'd be more pleasant than the alternative."
 
"Cody?" Beatrice turned quizzically to the young man when she felt him gripping her ass "Yh!" A slight moan escaped her, as she felt his hand.

This was not a suggestion, the MILF realised, she was given an order.

"Yes... sir..." Shre breathed out hotly. She shivered as she felt a finger move under her skirt, moving along her labia.

"Then get to it, slut." The men growled, pushing her forward, making the professor sway.

Beatrice made a few steps forward and regained the balance - she realised that her student pushed her so she was now in the attention of the young tugs. Biting her lip, Beatrice moved forward, to meet the men.

"Hello." She waved them with a pleasant smile and continued in a heavily accented voice. "That is the impressive gate... might you know, is it from the previous millennium? Or was it build earlier?" She asked approaching them, threatening them like normal people... well, they might just have that kind of looks and be quite normal people... right? If not, well... she was prepared for the second option.
"How the fuck would we know?" The leader, a young man almost as powerful in build as Bennet, shrugs. "Sorry, the gate's off limits." A more kindly looking young man says.

Beatrice spots a small shimmer coming from between the arches of the gate.
 
In her sexual daze, Kelly almost didn't consciously register the man's words; but when she opened her mouth to speak only a truth of her soul escaped. "Yes..." she moaned.

Each time his hand smacked her bare buttocks, her ass clenched around his cock and she would gasp. When he pulled her hair, she bucked her ass against him. When he kissed her, her right hand dropped to caress her clit. When Kelly gazed at all the men stroking their cocks she pleaded, "Fuck me... fuck me hard. Fuck my ass. Fuck my pussy. Fuck my mouth. Just fuck me please!"

She squealed in delight as the man pounding into her ass increased his vigor. Her eyes caught the glimmer cast by the diamond of her wedding ring and she had an immediate orgasm. She screamed her orgasmic bliss at the top of her lungs before her eye caught sight of her wedding ring again and like a trigger she came again. There was something so wrong about it; a man who wasn't her husband, a man she didn't even know, was fucking her ass with wild abandon and she loved it. When he slammed into her and let loose a torrent of semen inside her ass she came again, loudly.

"OH FUCK!!!" she howled like a banshee.
The man grunts as he fills Kelly's ass, before pulling out, giving her rear one last slap for good measure. "Damn, you're a goddamn nympho." He chuckles. Looking forward, Kelly still sees the other men looking at her, hands on their cocks.
 
By that point, Helga is well and truly catatonic with pleasure, a mindless doll for the smuggler to fuck. Still not knowing if she's protected, he unloads every drop of his prodigious load inside.

"Damn, maybe I over did it?" Mori chuckles to himself, helping Helga lay down on the bed as he pulls out, letting his cum flow out of her abused hole. "Heeeey, Helga-chan, you still with me?" He called out for her in a teasing tone, giving her ass a few spanks.
 
"This isn't how you thought you'd meet your ancestor, I take it?" He chuckles. "Mad? No, not mad... I'm free..." Aulus darts in, sword slashing its way towards Luke's staff, trying to disarm the inquisitor. The room reverberates with the sound of a gunshot, as the soldier opens fire with her pistol, and a red hole appears in Aulus' head. The Roman isn't phased, though, smirking at the woman before continuing his assault on Luke.
'I think it's high time for you to pass over to the afterlife,' Luke growled as Aulus attacked him.

Luke tried to parry the Roman's swings, until he could find and opening and strike.
 
Miriam returned Bast's kiss, their tongues fencing with each other, while Taia kept kissing her neck. Then from the corner of her eye she noticed the female employee standing in the door to the room, looking uncertain what to do. Breaking the kiss Miriam turned to look at her fully. “Come here, girl! Clean me up!” She commanded and pointed at her cum-covered tits.
"I-I... I don't..." The girl stutters, stunned at the lewd sight in front of her.

D100: 89
As if by instinct, the girl moves forward, kneeling as her tongue laps the cum off of this strange beauty's immense breasts.
 
'I think it's high time for you to pass over to the afterlife,' Luke growled as Aulus attacked him.

Luke tried to parry the Roman's swings, until he could find and opening and strike.
D100: 91
D100: 31+10
D100: 41
Luke tries to use his training, but it's no good - the spectre is simply too fast and strong. Metal rings on metal a few times, but soon the staff goes flying off to the side, and a sharp front kick sends Luke sprawling on his back. Luke's companion opens fire once more, but with preternatural speed Luke's ancestor dodges her bullets.
 
D100: 91
D100: 31+10
D100: 41
Luke tries to use his training, but it's no good - the spectre is simply too fast and strong. Metal rings on metal a few times, but soon the staff goes flying off to the side, and a sharp front kick sends Luke sprawling on his back. Luke's companion opens fire once more, but with preternatural speed Luke's ancestor dodges her bullets.
Getting the air back into his lungs after landing on his back, Luke tried to get to his feet as fast as he could and scramble to get his staff back. This spirit was strong he had to find some weakness to defeat it.
 
"I'm after the same thing. Not riches, but power." The blonde tilts her head. "We could work together on this, you know. It'd be more pleasant than the alternative."

Dylan thought that over for a few seconds. She was not wrong that mutual cooperation would make things easier but it was also very likely they would stab him in the back if they felt he had outlived his usefulness to them. Of course, he was as likely to do the same to them if he managed to get a handle on whatever power was to be found first. And the thought of an eventual "apology" from both the teacher and the student was quite an enticing one (especially if it could be simultaneously).

"You may be right," he said, "but I'll need a show of faith from you and yours. You do outnumber me by a fair bit after all and I'd rather not be ganged up on the second we find anything."
 
"S-Suzuki...Sam...aaa..." She moans obediently. "W-Want...more..."

"Damn, I fucked you too much you can't even speak. Hehe, you flatter me." Mori chuckles, as he uses his fingers to collect some of the leaking cum from pussy. "Alright, round two then." He cooed, using his lubed up digits, he penetrates Helga's ass with them, spreading the mixture of cum and juices inside of her asshole. Once she was properly lubricated, Mori gets on top of her, pinning her down with his fat stomach. He aligns his drenched cock towards her quivering taint. This time however, the smuggler wastes no time in teasing, as he eases himself inside of her. His thick shaft spreading her asshole to its limits, as he continued thrusting forward until he hilts himself. His cockhead poking at the back of her womb through the thin walls separating her ass, and pussy.
 
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