Queen Anai's Treasure

[Tjf]

Natasha wait to see where guards run away and when she sneak to the tomb directly, hoping to not been seen by anyone else.

Luckily, the man's distraction is effective, and Natasha is able to reach the cliffside, ascending the scaffolding to enter the hollowed out caves. The tunnels of rock split after a few dozen metres, the public section lit by overhead fluorescents, while the other, newer, path is lit every few metres by construction style lights. At the end of the tunnel she spots the iron door the researcher mentioned, and the card reader beside it. A quick swipe, and the door opens automatically, swinging outwards.

Spoiler: Stealth Roll

D100: 65 (Pass)

Almost immediately, Natasha hears a feminine voice go "Hmmm?" Instinctively, she ducks down behind some machinery, as footsteps echo in the large chamber she's entered. Looking around, she can't help but be a little awestruck by the place, now lit up by industrial lighting.

From the sheer scale, she gets the feeling that descends underground - there's no way the cliff itself could fit such a massive structure.

"درب احمقانه!" Natasha hears the room's occupant say something in Persian, before "Another malfunction? Who built this thing?" In English. She realises that it's Fatima's voice, the researcher she met earlier. If things got heated, Natasha guesses that neutralising the scholarly young woman wouldn't be hard.

 

[Tjf]

"He... hu... he... hu..." Beatrice continued breathing heavily after the armour fell apart and scattered on the floor.

Still on her knees with her legs apart, she could feel fear slowly giving away excitement. Part of her, could not help but imagine herself, naked and bound, chained to the throne on which Gregoire De Moulay was sitting in full armour.

She bit her lips as a low moan escaped her throat as her body shivered.

She shook her head and went to check the map and the ankh. After carefully examining the map, she packed it back into the box and closed it.

She took then a deep breath and stood up. It was time to report.

She cold was biting her, but the heat she was feeling from excitement - both after the encounter and the success of her mission, kept her warm.

She looked down and cursed, as she realised that the clamps attached to her nipples let go - they were laying few meters away along with the chain and lightstick. No matter, her eyes got used to the darkness. She straightened and started walking, making sure to obey the instructions she was given. Her heels clicked loudly as she made her way back, catwalking. Naked, sans garter and stockings with her hands cuffed behind her back in which she held the box... she could only hope, that it would be enough to convince her students...

Getting up off the cold stone floor, Beatrice notes that the box is surprisingly warm. In fact, it glimmers once or twice in the light of the glowstick, though she can't replicate that.

"You're late, whore..." Bennet grins as his teacher exits the crypt, eye squinting in the harsh light. Beatrice feels goosebumps as the breeze washes over her body, and her nipples get rock hard, something Bennet uses to his advantage, grabbing them and twisting them violently. Beatrice drops the box, before Layla snatches it out of the air to examine the contents. "An ankh, and a map... I suppose the ankh could mean something. The map is coded, but I'm sure you won't mind staying up tonight to decode it, won't you?" Layla smirks at Beatrice, her hand reaching up to take hold of the older woman's jaw and make her face her.

 

[Tjf]

“Yes, it is.” Miriam smiled, seemingly not noticing anything odd. “Let me help you with those buttons.” She offered as she moved closer... then balled her right hand into a fist and struck 'Melinda' in the stomach, hard. Then a second time, for good measure.

Spoiler: Combat Roll

D100: 60 (Pass)

"Oh?" 'Melinda' smirks in the light of the torch. "I don't mind if you-oof!" She grits her teeth, moving back a few steps. "What are yo- Ah!" She gasps as the second blow lands. "That's it!" 'Melinda' gives Miriam an angry look, and it takes a second for the student to realise in the low light that her mentor's eyes are completely black. "You shouldn't have done that, darling." The voice that comes from Melinda's mouth is not her own. Still feminine, but smoky and seductive rather than inquisitive and sweet, and with a slight accent, though Miriam can't identify what the accent is.

 

[Tjf]

"Hehe. Then." Mori pulls down his pants, letting Laura see his thick, footlong cock. "Don't mind if I do, Ojou-chan." He gets on top of Helga, his cockhead prodding her drenched hole. "I'll let you experience a pleasure only a woman can feel." Mori whispered, before gently thrusting forward. Letting his meat pole enter, and stretch the blond's virgin cunt, going slowly to get her feel how each, and every inch of his cock rubs against her inner velvety folds.

"Aiii!" Helga, impossibly tight, screams as Mori enters her with his huge rod, orgasming instantly. "S-Suzuki-san! W-What is...ooh...that? It's so...God...big!" She's wet for him, walls accommodating his length.

 

[Tjf]

"Then open your mouth, stick out your tongue, and hold VERY still."

Once she complies, Dylan roughly takes hold of her hair with one hand and his cock with the other. He starts by slapping the underside of his dick against her tongue, letting her get a feel and taste for it before starting to guide himself into her mouth. He works his hips slowly, not exactly gentle but at least letting her get a little used to his manhood's presence there and letting her saliva moisten it.

This foreplay does not last long however, and once he has decided he is lubed up enough and she has a good enough idea of what is about to happen to her, he starts pushing his hips forward, forcing her to swallow more and more of his cock. He intends to see just how much she can deep throat... and how long she can hold it there.

Instinctively, the heiress begins to lick his pole, before he thrusts inside her. She's good, very good, working his cock with her mouth and throat, but before long, he hears the "gakh" as she begins to gag on it, when he has about half of his length inside her.

 

[moonblack]

Spoiler: Combat Roll

D100: 60 (Pass)

"Oh?" 'Melinda' smirks in the light of the torch. "I don't mind if you-oof!" She grits her teeth, moving back a few steps. "What are yo- Ah!" She gasps as the second blow lands. "That's it!" 'Melinda' gives Miriam an angry look, and it takes a second for the student to realise in the low light that her mentor's eyes are completely black. "You shouldn't have done that, darling." The voice that comes from Melinda's mouth is not her own. Still feminine, but smoky and seductive rather than inquisitive and sweet, and with a slight accent, though Miriam can't identify what the accent is.

“Oh? Finally dropped the act, I see. Good – you suck at pretending to be Melinda anyway.” Miriam replied in a carefree manner, as if unfazed by the woman's black eyes. But she observed 'Melinda' carefully, ready for anything she might try. “Now, how about telling me who you really are, and what you want... darling?”

 

[Tjf]

Delvately rolling the grenade she, she delivered it from behind, underfoot.

Spoiler: Dex Roll

D100: 58+20 (78)

Katherine is rocked by the boom of the grenade, but keeps herself upright as some of the glass begins to crack. Looking out, she can see the outlines of the two guards in the smoke, obviously dazed.

 

[Thorn_]

Spoiler: Dex Roll

D100: 58+20 (78)

Katherine is rocked by the boom of the grenade, but keeps herself upright as some of the glass begins to crack. Looking out, she can see the outlines of the two guards in the smoke, obviously dazed.

Not much time to waste, she tenses with adrenaline running to make her move to hit the case with the gun and break it and make the grab, then run. There wouldn't be time to be too careful with it. Just drop her calling card and hightail it to the basement level to take the passage out before they could react.

 

[Tjf]

Kelly raised an eyebrow when she saw Bast opted to take the single, but said nothing as she'd already stated she was fine with whatever accommodations Ben booked. As she passed him into the room she nodded her head politely,

"Such a gentleman." she said in good humor.

Once inside, Kelly stretched, her arms above her head and her tank-top rising to almost expose the underside of her breasts. She felt like she needed a shower and moved into the bathroom. There was no lock on the door which she found curious, but for the price they were paying she supposed she couldn't have everything she wanted. She got the water running and stripped naked before setting a clean towel nearby. She hopped in, shut the curtain and basked in the feeling of the warm water hitting her skin.

As she washed herself, she reviewed the events of the day, but when her mind turned towards the old, fat, ugly security guard's cock she felt herself grow wet again. As she lathered herself in soap, one hand started massaging her breast while her other dropped and started toying with her pussy. She'd left that encounter frustrated and horny, and now alone she set about to bring herself the release she'd been denied earlier. As her fingers rubbed her clit she let out a deep moan of pleasure...

Kelly's disturbed by a knock at the door. "Is everything okay, Ms Hanson?" Ben's voice sounds.

Spoiler: Alertness Roll

D100: 46

After answering, Kelly never notices the door opening a crack, nor does she hear the sounds coming from the other side.

 

[Tjf]

“Oh? Finally dropped the act, I see. Good – you suck at pretending to be Melinda anyway.” Miriam replied in a carefree manner, as if unfazed by the woman's black eyes. But she observed 'Melinda' carefully, ready for anything she might try. “Now, how about telling me who you really are, and what you want... darling?”

"I? I am something greater than you could imagine, mortal!" The figure possessing Melinda says in an egotistical huff, before gesturing to Melinda's body. "And what I want is this. A body to live in, to experience the pleasures of life once more..." She glares at Miriam. "But if you want, I can take yours instead, darling... You're younger, even if your breasts aren't as big..."

 

[moonblack]

"I? I am something greater than you could imagine, mortal!" The figure possessing Melinda says in an egotistical huff, before gesturing to Melinda's body. "And what I want is this. A body to live in, to experience the pleasures of life once more..." She glares at Miriam. "But if you want, I can take yours instead, darling... You're younger, even if your breasts aren't as big..."

“And do you have a name, oh great one?” Miriam inquired in a rather mocking tone, before adding. “As for letting you have Mel's body... I could do that - in exchange for you serving me. How does that sound?” She smirked and observed the creature's reaction to her offer.

 

[Tjf]

Not much time to waste, she tenses with adrenaline running to make her move to hit the case with the gun and break it and make the grab, then run. There wouldn't be time to be too careful with it. Just drop her calling card and hightail it to the basement level to take the passage out before they could react.

Already weakened, the glass shatters, letting her grab the tablet and vamoose before the guards recover. She could potentially grab something else shiny and expensive on her way out, though it would risk the guards recovering.

Heading out, Katherine stumbles into the great hall, which has been remodeled into an appropriate space for a party, lit in a neon glow.

A few attendees look at Katherine as she exits the room, having heard the grenade, but getting further in, the people start to ignore her, the thumping bass from the speakers drowning out the sounds from the gallery. Some people look at her, but given that there are a lot of eccentric 'high fashion' people here, her costume doesn't get much more than a raised eyebrow, the people gawking more interested in what's under the costume, than thinking that the person wearing it is a real thief.

"Freeze!" She hears from behind her a she crosses the dance floor, the voice barely audible in the din, and looking back, Katherine sees the butler who hired her trying to get through the crowd, with a gun in his hand. "Edward Grey, Interpol! You're under arrest!" He tries to push his way through the dancer to get to her, but he's having trouble with the sheer size of the crowd.

 

[Tjf]

“And do you have a name, oh great one?” Miriam inquired in a rather mocking tone, before adding. “As for letting you have Mel's body... I could do that - in exchange for you serving me. How does that sound?” She smirked and observed the creature's reaction to her offer.

"I am Taia, princess of Nane, whelp..." She spits, before her angry demeanor softens, and she undoes another button on Melinda's blouse, the visible flesh bountiful now. "I don't serve anyone, darling. But I could be amenable to such a deal..."

 

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"Aiii!" Helga, impossibly tight, screams as Mori enters her with his huge rod, orgasming instantly. "S-Suzuki-san! W-What is...ooh...that? It's so...God...big!" She's wet for him, walls accommodating his length.

"Don't worry about that now, Ojou-chan. For now, why don't you focus on how it feels?" Mori whispered, planting a kiss on her nape. As he starts to move faster, and faster. His cockhead repeatedly ramming against her cervix, "How does it feel, Ojou-chan. Answer honestly." He orders, landing a slap on her ass.

 

[Thorn_]

Already weakened, the glass shatters, letting her grab the tablet and vamoose before the guards recover. She could potentially grab something else shiny and expensive on her way out, though it would risk the guards recovering.

Heading out, Katherine stumbles into the great hall, which has been remodeled into an appropriate space for a party, lit in a neon glow.

A few attendees look at Katherine as she exits the room, having heard the grenade, but getting further in, the people start to ignore her, the thumping bass from the speakers drowning out the sounds from the gallery. Some people look at her, but given that there are a lot of eccentric 'high fashion' people here, her costume doesn't get much more than a raised eyebrow, the people gawking more interested in what's under the costume, than thinking that the person wearing it is a real thief.

"Freeze!" She hears from behind her a she crosses the dance floor, the voice barely audible in the din, and looking back, Katherine sees the butler who hired her trying to get through the crowd, with a gun in his hand. "Edward Grey, Interpol! You're under arrest!" He tries to push his way through the dancer to get to her, but he's having trouble with the sheer size of the crowd.

She could feel the stares of the crowd burning holes into her costume. Not that she minded. She may or may not have gotten lost in the moment, deliberately lingering to stretch and allow them to get the full sight of all her curves. It wasn't until she heard the shouting that she remembered she was in the middle of heist. This was already going a little against how she had initially had it all planned, and she took a moment to look at the detective.

She had underestimated him, if only a little. She had assumed she wouldn't be getting involved with dealing with him just yet, but somehow he had managed knowing this is where she would strike even with keeping a low profile. Either he was just that good to know she'd be targeting her out of all possible places with valuables not even aware of the connection or.....but no time to think about it now. Despite the threats of his gun, she ignored it and pushed her way past the crowd, using her head start to get the room. Likely he'd have people positioned on the outside perimeter, so making her way to the basement level was still the plan, where she doubted that the mobster who owns this would have informed the police, most likely not counting on Katherine being alerted to it.

But with the amount of party guests, Katherine kept making her way in a sprint the best she could, dodging and weaving her way through the crowd. Even the most trigger happy cop, wouldn't risk trying to get a shot at a suspect with this many civilians. At least, that was her assumption, but she was never wrong, so she remained confident on staying the course to push forward with her exit strategy.

 

[moonblack]

"I am Taia, princess of Nane, whelp..." She spits, before her angry demeanor softens, and she undoes another button on Melinda's blouse, the visible flesh bountiful now. "I don't serve anyone, darling. But I could be amenable to such a deal..."

“Nice to meet you, Taia,” Miriam nodded politely as she tried to remember anything she knew about Nane – she was certain she had heard the name somewhere, but with all the names of ancient places she had encountered during her work it was a bit hard to recall right away “I am Miriam, but you may call me 'Mistress' – because from now on that is what I am to you. I admit, having a princess for a servant is not something I had imagined even in my wildest dreams, so this is quite the nice surprise.” She licked her lips as she ogled 'Melinda'. “Now, be a good little slut and remove the rest of Mel's clothes, then get down on your knees!” She finished in a demanding tone.

 

[Tjf]

"Don't worry about that now, Ojou-chan. For now, why don't you focus on how it feels?" Mori whispered, planting a kiss on her nape. As he starts to move faster, and faster. His cockhead repeatedly ramming against her cervix, "How does it feel, Ojou-chan. Answer honestly." He orders, landing a slap on her ass.

"I-It feels good! It feels so good!" She cries out, getting slightly tighter as he slaps her. Mori notes that the blonde is beginning to rock back to meet his thrusts.

 

[asddas193]

"I-It feels good! It feels so good!" She cries out, getting slightly tighter as he slaps her. Mori notes that the blonde is beginning to rock back to meet his thrusts.

"Then, why don't you tell Laura-sama just how good it feels?" Mori whispered, "Here." And seeing how she's beginning to move her hips, he lifts her up, so that she's sitting on his cock, while facing the bound and gagged cheerleader. "Go on, tell her how you feel, while you ride my special tool. Heh." Mori ordered, slapping her ass again. This time, he thrusts forward whenever Helga was about to ride downwards, effectively pounding at the gates of her womb. But, the blond would also realize what she's doing, as her ass would be rubbing against his fat stomach.

 

[Tjf]

She could feel the stares of the crowd burning holes into her costume. Not that she minded. She may or may not have gotten lost in the moment, deliberately lingering to stretch and allow them to get the full sight of all her curves. It wasn't until she heard the shouting that she remembered she was in the middle of heist. This was already going a little against how she had initially had it all planned, and she took a moment to look at the detective.

She had underestimated him, if only a little. She had assumed she wouldn't be getting involved with dealing with him just yet, but somehow he had managed knowing this is where she would strike even with keeping a low profile. Either he was just that good to know she'd be targeting her out of all possible places with valuables not even aware of the connection or.....but no time to think about it now. Despite the threats of his gun, she ignored it and pushed her way past the crowd, using her head start to get the room. Likely he'd have people positioned on the outside perimeter, so making her way to the basement level was still the plan, where she doubted that the mobster who owns this would have informed the police, most likely not counting on Katherine being alerted to it.

But with the amount of party guests, Katherine kept making her way in a sprint the best she could, dodging and weaving her way through the crowd. Even the most trigger happy cop, wouldn't risk trying to get a shot at a suspect with this many civilians. At least, that was her assumption, but she was never wrong, so she remained confident on staying the course to push forward with her exit strategy.

The party-goers seem to appreciate the sight of Katherine showing off, and in a few moments she sees that she's attracted the eyes of quite a large crowd. In fact, a few men and one women begin jostling through the throng, trying to get close enough to chat her up.

Spoiler: Dex Roll

D100: 70+20 (Dex Skill)=90 (Crit)

The lustful hopes of the rich party-goers are shattered, however, as Katherine begins an acrobatic display, sprinting, jumping, cartwheeling and sommersaulting through the crowd, earning a round of applause from people who think that she's part of the entertainment. Detective Grey, on the other hand, struggles through the crowd, his gun useless. Even if he were a complete psychopath, firing his gun in a room filled with rich socialites would be the end of his career.

Katherine finds a guard posted at the entrance to the basement, but he doesn't see her a a threat, and a quick front flip gets her over his head and down the stairs. From there, it's a quick trip to the furnace, the thief finding that the basement is mercifully empty, the guard just there to keep drunk attendees from getting lost. As Katherine closes the the doors of the furnace behind her, she hears a crash as Detective Grey runs into the guard, and both men tumble painfully down the stairs.

 

[Tjf]

“Nice to meet you, Taia,” Miriam nodded politely as she tried to remember anything she knew about Nane – she was certain she had heard the name somewhere, but with all the names of ancient places she had encountered during her work it was a bit hard to recall right away “I am Miriam, but you may call me 'Mistress' – because from now on that is what I am to you. I admit, having a princess for a servant is not something I had imagined even in my wildest dreams, so this is quite the nice surprise.” She licked her lips as she ogled 'Melinda'. “Now, be a good little slut and remove the rest of Mel's clothes, then get down on your knees!” She finished in a demanding tone.

"Heh, how impertinent..." Taia smirks, before getting on her knees. "But I'll play the game... Is this what you want, mistress?"

"Let's see exactly what this body can do, shall we?" She strips.