Emel cursed as she looked around. Her eyes landed on one of the statues - it was a statue of Selene, a Greek thief who tried to steal from the vault. That made her remembered her grandmother's warning. Anyone who tried to take ankh without knowing how to move around magical protections would be cursed by magic for all eternity, becoming part of the vault. From what she heard, Selene was attacked when she passed the border. She was 'abused' by some form of guardian or guardians, before being put between pillars and changed into stone. From what her grandmother told her, Selene - and any other thief who tried to steal from the vault and was caught - had her soul used as a source for vault's magic... that and for eternity, her soul was constantly abused... Satisfied with her knowledge, she grabbed an ancient spear and turned to face the heathen. "You will never get the ankh!" She exclaimed as she thrust the spear at the man's unprotected face.
“Good pet... very well, you may cum, slut!” Pulling her fingers out of Taia's pussy she brought them to the slut's back door and pressed lightly, but did not force them in just yet. Kissing her boss' pussy again she pushed her tongue inside once more and began tongue-fucking her fast and hard, then finally forced her fingers in Taia's ass. Attacking both of the horny princess' holes at the same time, she aimed to make the slut come hard.
Natasha have hard time to believe him in his words, like why gems are necessary to control someone mind? And he clearly use for that Persian language. "So if you take a gem, you will become vulnerable to staff power? Tell me something better, why you use Persian for controlling that staff? What I have to say to control someone and what to remove that control?" She asked and wait for his answer. After that she comand him, with pain in arm. "All right, let's see if that is right what you said. I will see if I can control Fatima. If you telling true, I'm giving you my word that I will free you." She said, knowing it is only way to check it and give Fatima single comand to stand on the one leg.
As she saw the lights wind down and no one to pursue her, she sighed. Overall, a pretty clean heist. A bit of a stumble here and there, but nothing that had her shot or in prison, so it was still a win. The next step would be to drive out to the farm that worked as something as a safehouse, so she could get changed, change vehicles for good measure, then she could go home to her own manor. Even if they had suspicion on her, it wasn't the place they'd be able to just raid overnight without a warrant. It was an eventful day, but now she let out a yawn, craving to sleep as soon as she made sure she covered her tracks well enough.
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: 79-10=69 (Pass) Laura shifts her feet, and Mori realises that she doesn't just have looks - from her stance, she obviously knows how to fight. Like a bull fighter, she spins out of the way of his charge, skirt swaying colourfully as she pirouettes, and Mori catches the sight of one of her delightfully long legs coming up towards him, before his vision goes white for a moment, and he feels himself almost fall. Laura moves in for the kill, when a golden blur moves in from behind. "No! Don't hurt Suzuki-sama!" Helga grabs Laura from behind, breasts pressing into the other girl's back as she wraps her arms around her waist in a bear hug. Laura moves to throw her friend off, but a split second of hesitation costs her. She's too gentle, and it takes too long. In seconds, Mori joins Helga, and the two of them bring Laura down, pinning her arms and feet. "He'll make you feel so good, Lore, I promise!"
(Link isn't working.) The spear darts forward, and in his arrogance, Gregoire is too late to stop the spear from slicing open his face. In a rage, he darts forward. "Heathen bitch!" Blood pouring from his face, he grabs her spear, and bringing it over his knee, smashes the shaft in half. "You keep defying me, and maybe I'll remember that you still have a daughter out there... What is she, twenty summers? She'll make a good wife, which is more than you'll ever be." He approaches, raising his sword. As blood stains the floor, Emel notices the eyes of the statues begin to glow.
"Haah, god damn." Mori sighed as they finally manage to pin her down. "Good work, Helga-chan. I'll make sure to reward you next time." He said with a grin, "But for now, I think I'll be needing to tame a certain cheerleader." He chuckles, "And since you're so highstrung, I think it's only fitting that I take your ass." The smuggler said, motioning for Helga to help him flip her over. And once that was done, "Helga-chan, would you be a dear and use that bottle to lube up my cock. Wouldn't want to hurt Laura-chan now, do we?" He asked, waiting for the blond to apply the aphrodisiac lotion on his meat pole, before he thrusts forward, prodding the pinned cheerleader's asshole. "Tell me, have you ever taken it up here before?" He asked in a teasing tone.
Miriam drank Taia's – or at least Melinda's juices – enjoying the sweet taste, until there was no more to be had. Then she pulled away and looked down at the collapsed princess, smirking. “Did you enjoy your reward, pet?” She licked her lips.
He continues to write. It was only meant to stop thieves, that's why it only works on people with gems. The high priests supposedly had more powerful artifacts, that could be used anywhere, but we're not that deep into the complex. As for the Persian, or Farsi, it's just the language we know best. This is Iran, it's what we speak! English would work on Fatima too, as long as she hasn't returned the gems, and knows the language you're commanding her in. Fatima stands at the command, breasts bouncing as she gets into the odd pose.
{pasted the pic and added a link under the name Selena. It should be working now. The servers are working slow.} Emel grabbed a chain that ended with a morning star and started spinning it. "You won't touch her because you will die here." She said as she made a spin that would hit his face, only to shorten the chain and made another sweep at his leg. "For my husband!"
Natasha with suprise noticed that Fatima done what she comand her. It look like in that way, her contact speak true. She grab him harded and let him stand up. "Alright, I believe you but just to be sure you don't get any silly ideas I will give you small reward. Fatima, make for his penis titsfuck massage." She said and when Arabian woman do what she comand. Natasha relase her contact, still being careful for any sigh of treason. " Okey, my apologies for what happened but we comandos must be carefull. Now tell me about clues to reach City of Set. " She said playing with her pistol as Fatima give pleasure to contact. Mix of treat and reward, that open most mouths.
Stumbling tired into her manor, Katherine collapses onto the bed, and sleep finds her quickly. She awakens to the sound of chuckling, opening her eyes to see a familiar face holding the tablet she stole last night. "Heh, all that trouble for this, sis? I dunno, I think you're slipping." Declan, Katherine's greatest rival amongst burglars, as well as her half brother, chuckles, before tossing the tablet back on the table. "News said that that interpol guy got so close that he caught you in the act. I've never known you to mess up like that before."
"Fuck you, you tiny dicked piece of- Aah!" Laura cries out, interrupted as Helga lands two sharp blows on her ass, then two more, and another two. "ENOUGH!" The blonde shouts. "You're being so RUDE! This is my house, Lore, so it's my rules! If I say that Suzuki-san can stay for dinner, than he can stay for dinner! If I say he can fuck your ass, he can fuck your ass! It's for your own good!" Stunned, Laura is silent for a moment.
"Mmmh, you have no idea, my queen..." She stands up, to kiss Miriam. "Much better than the last bunch to come down here..."
"Heh, well, I'll be damned." Mori chuckled upon seeing Helgas outburst. "Hear that? The Ojou-chan gave me permission. So who am I to disagree?" He teased, thrusting forward, letting his lubed up cock penetrate Laura's asshole. "Oooh, tight." The smuggler moaned, letting the cheerleader get used to his size, and allowing the aphrodisiac to get absorbed by her anal walls.
Miriam returned the kiss, using the chance to grope Melinda's ass a bit more, before pushing Taia away. “I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, pet... because that's all you're getting for now. If you want more, wait until tonight.” She smirked as she ogled her boss' body. “Now, correct me if I am wrong, but you are the daughter of Queen Anai, yes? Do you know where she fled to?”
“He was smarter than I expected. “Close?” Hardly.” She yawned, taking a few minutes to collect herself as she brushed loose hair away her face, as she glanced at her brother. He was the physically stronger of the two, and Katherine didn’t question him not wearing a shirt. He was as confident as she was. He didn’t need to be insecure about anything. As she righted herself, she looked more at him as the thoughts of last night came back to her. “I would’ve just picked the handcuffs and hijacked the vehicle or escaped while in jail in the same night. That would’ve been something for the news. In truth, I had him in mind for my next act, but didn’t expect him so soon…” Leaning over to her dresser, she reached for one of the calling cards she prepared. “I was saving it to reveal to Amadee, but if you must know, he was never ahead of me. In fact, he will play a grand role in my next job and won’t even realize it. My intention was to tip them off to my next heist, where he will most likely swap out the treasure with a replica…which is why our actual goal will be armored car robbery while they are focused on setting traps at whatever building they think I’ll hit. Of course…” She leaned closer to get a feel for the artifact. “We need to verify this one is the real one if they were already there. However….” She frowned. “I really was careful this time. I didn’t even start taunting them until, after the fact. How they could have been there so early and prepared to respond that fast with roadblocks set up raises many questions. One might think the entire job was assigned with the intention that I’d fail.”
Growling under his breath, Dylan mentally curses his stupidity. Of COURSE her old man would not let her go THAT hog wild with his money. Still, 100K was more than enough for the cost of the trip and gave him some breathing room for a while. "Very well, slut," he says, "It is a show of good faith, so I'll accept it." He glares at her as he starts to fully take off his pants and underwear, letting his thick cock stand completely free. "Now get the rest of those clothes off and then get on your hands and knees. You ever been fucked raw before, slut?"
Sadly, Gregoire is better prepared now, and can't be taken by surprise. He holds up his sword, letting the chain wrap around the blade, before he gives a sharp tug and sends Emel sprawling to her knees. Putting the point of his blade to her throat, he glares. "Beg forgiveness for your sins, and you will be forgiven. Or... I'll send you to hell with the rest of the heathens we butchered today." The statue's eyes continue to glow.
