Queen Anai's Treasure

"How these traps still working after all ages since they were created? Well, walking undead aren't normal too, maybe better to not think too hard about it." She said to hersellf as the pass traps. As they enter to massive chamber Natasha feel Cold sweat on her back. That is just impossible to be here, where she wasn't before. It's some trick.
" Samva, take notes of how many pillars we bypass, I want to know how far we are." She said and comand to move forward, with flashlight. Once per ten pillars she made arrow by her knife, wondering if she will find some made by her before. But this was impossible.
"Looks like we're not the first people to find this place..." Sonya sighs, pointing out the same marks Natasha made in her sleep.
 
Hearing their cries of passion, Mori gets fired up. This time, focusing on bring Helga to another orgasm, and then another. Stringing the pleasure she felt until she went unconscious. He then does the same for Laura, but this time, he only lets her climax whenever she said "Please make me cum, Suzuki-sama." Wanting to instil the pleasure, and domination only he could give deep inside her mind. He also continues until she goes unconscious.
Both girls are more than willing to oblige by this point, begging him. Finally, the two are asleep.
 
Looking at the picture, Katherine pauses for a moment. "Oh, he's quite handsome. If only it was another life, I wonder..." She sighs for a moment, lost in her ideas of excitement and romance. "Of course, then I wouldn't be Paris's greatest thief of the modern age." While she weighed the idea, she ultimately weighed that, she still enjoyed the game she was playing now too much, to ever seriously consider settling down, as she got ready to leave.

"I'm not without a few cards of my own. And I already know the hand that mobsters have to play. What's up my sleeve, might surprise even me. Let's hope it doesn't come to that. I will arrange for Jasper to bring the car. That should be a suitable enough meeting place. Mobile, private, very difficult for either side to do anything silly without warning....that is, it would be for them."
"I'll contact them." Amadee agrees. "Hopefully they don't demand you meet them in Moscow."
 
Both girls are more than willing to oblige by this point, begging him. Finally, the two are asleep.

"Phew, damn. I might have lost ten kilos fucking these two, hehe." Once they were both unconscious, Mori chuckles to himself, grabbing what's left of their clothing to wipe himself clean, before putting on his own clothes. "Right, onto the job. Would be fun to have both of them again, but you can never be too sure." He smiles, "But." He then grabs Helga's phone, putting his number, with the name Suzuki-sama, using the perverted selfie she just took as a photo.

After that, he heads upstairs to look for the tablets, and Helga's journal if she has one.
 
"Looks like we're not the first people to find this place..." Sonya sighs, pointing out the same marks Natasha made in her sleep.
Natasha stare with disbelive on her own mark on pillars.
"Holly shit... Al right guys, listen up. That will sound like madness but I think I have been here before in the dream or nightmare. Today I dream about this chamber and I heard strange voices. On end of the chamber I find big gate and small door, where some kind of guardian with crocodile trying to kill me and I wake up later. " She said as they walking closer to passage. She wonder if they find Mark with crossroad, where she hear steps.
 
Kelly raised an eyebrow, disconcerted, at Bast's comment and wondered what she meant by it before she shrugged off the thought and made her way to the foreman's office. She was concerned that Ben's initial suggestion was to break into the place after dark, but was simultaneously glad that she'd have his support if it came to that.

"I'd prefer not to break any laws or disturb the dig if at all possible Ben, but if we have to..." she left her comment unfinished as they walked.
D100: 74
As she makes her way to the unit, Kelly notices something odd. The men working seem like your average laborers, but there are other men, clad in suits, who stand around looking menacing. She notices bulges at their waists, higher up than the bulges she normally notices, and realises that they're armed.

Since she looks like a professional woman, and like she has a reason for being there, no one bothers her as she goes to the unit. The foreman is not exactly what she expected. Instead of a gruff working man, he's well dressed, with an element of danger to him.
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"Michael Scaletta. Can I help you?" His eyes roam her body.
 
"I'll contact them." Amadee agrees. "Hopefully they don't demand you meet them in Moscow."
“It would be quite the trip. I imagine they would be willing to meet in France, though if not, I’ll work something out.” Katherine shrugged, not sure what she had in mind, but opted to begin to make her exit.

“I suppose I should start thinking of what to wear of we’re headed to Egypt. It's not an if, only a question of when.
 
D100: 74
As she makes her way to the unit, Kelly notices something odd. The men working seem like your average laborers, but there are other men, clad in suits, who stand around looking menacing. She notices bulges at their waists, higher up than the bulges she normally notices, and realises that they're armed.

Since she looks like a professional woman, and like she has a reason for being there, no one bothers her as she goes to the unit. The foreman is not exactly what she expected. Instead of a gruff working man, he's well dressed, with an element of danger to him.
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"Michael Scaletta. Can I help you?" His eyes roam her body.
Upon noticing the oddity of the armed men around the dig site, Kelly made an effort to not concern herself with it; but she did wonder if these armed business attired men would be around at all hours.

"Mr. Scaletta!" she greeted extending her hand to shake his. "A pleasure to meet you, I'm Kelly Hanson; perhaps you've heard of my husband, Max Hanson?" she paused to see if the man was familiar with Max. She caught his eye roaming her body, but took no action against it. She didn't want to offend him, or give him any reason to say 'no' to her. She was already on thin ice with her request as it was.

"I'm... investigating the Lost City of Set and my research has led me to your dig. I was hoping to be able to negotiate access site."
 
(Night.)
Looking around, she sees that the hole in the floor above is within reach of Melinda's rope, though as always it'll require a feat of athleticism to climb up. On the floor she's currently on, there's a long tunnel, with one end being the one that the sounds are coming from, and the other end leading into darkness behind them. "Err, um..." Taia thinks. "Going up would be faster, but longer if we fell. The tunnel is pretty long, and he's kinda fast, so it depends on how good of a runner you are."
“I am a pretty good runner, but I'd rather go up. Hopefully the climb goes as well as the one from earlier.” Miriam decided after only a moment of consideration.

(Sorry for the short post, a bit out of it right now.)
 
"Y-Yes, master!" She slams her ass back to meet his thrusts, and Dylan can't help but moan at how good she feels.

This only encourages him to fuck her even harder, the loud slap of their flesh coming together filling the room as he leans over her so he can reach around and grab hold of her tits once more. He tugs and pinches her nipples aggressively, flicking his tongue out to lick her earlobe before whispering, "This is all you are, isn't it? A rich slut who acts snobby but is really looking for some man, any man, to fuck her brains out and plant their seed in you. The butler, the pool boy, the gardener, some guy promising you jewelry, even Daddy if he's got the hots for you. It doesn't matter who so long as you get dominated by that raw dick until you're full of their spunk, does it?!"
 
As Gregoire finished speaking his eyes noticed the the glowing eyes of the statue.

"What is this?" He demanded, to which Emel smirked.

"Find out yourself." She challenge him.

He looked at the kneeling woman - the jewelry that hanged around her hips and breasts did nothing to cover her well shaped body and bountiful of breasts. The see-through veil that covered her face only enhanced her beauty. He smirked - he did promise Zaid that he would defile his wife before he killed him.

"So be it." He said with anger.

He grabbed the woman by hair and threw on the ground. He broken the morning star of the chain. He tied her forearms behind her back, parallel to the ground, then used the rest of the chain to tie it around her arms and chest, under her breasts. He then grabbed her by hair and lifted her to standing position.

"I have experience in breaking witches. Tell me what that magic is and how to pass it!" He demanded. At Emel's stubborn silence he chuckled. "I hopped it would be your answer."
"Don't want to talk?" He raises his sword, and with the flat of the blade, begins to strike her exposed ass, smacking it until it's red raw.
 
"Phew, damn. I might have lost ten kilos fucking these two, hehe." Once they were both unconscious, Mori chuckles to himself, grabbing what's left of their clothing to wipe himself clean, before putting on his own clothes. "Right, onto the job. Would be fun to have both of them again, but you can never be too sure." He smiles, "But." He then grabs Helga's phone, putting his number, with the name Suzuki-sama, using the perverted selfie she just took as a photo.

After that, he heads upstairs to look for the tablets, and Helga's journal if she has one.
Looking around, he spots the the tablets in a drawer, both marked with heiroglyphics Mori can't read. The notes are harder to find, since Helga's evidently a bookworm, and takes thorough notes on all her classes, but before too long he finds two notebooks marked Anai 1&2, filled with a mess of scribbled notes in Japanese, English and Swedish.
 
Natasha stare with disbelive on her own mark on pillars.
"Holly shit... Al right guys, listen up. That will sound like madness but I think I have been here before in the dream or nightmare. Today I dream about this chamber and I heard strange voices. On end of the chamber I find big gate and small door, where some kind of guardian with crocodile trying to kill me and I wake up later. " She said as they walking closer to passage. She wonder if they find Mark with crossroad, where she hear steps.
"I'd normally say that you're insane." Sonya says. "But we just got attacked by the undead, so I don't know what's real anymore." Eventually they find themselves at the large doors, with the side doors beside them.
 
“It would be quite the trip. I imagine they would be willing to meet in France, though if not, I’ll work something out.” Katherine shrugged, not sure what she had in mind, but opted to begin to make her exit.

“I suppose I should start thinking of what to wear of we’re headed to Egypt. It's not an if, only a question of when.
"Maybe I should just send Vladimir a shot of you in your outfit?" Amadee jokes. "That'd bring him in a hurry." The fence gives a short chuckle, before fiddling with her phone. "They can meet tonight." She says after a while. "As for what to wear in Egypt, I'd suggest something not too hot."
 
"Don't want to talk?" He raises his sword, and with the flat of the blade, begins to strike her exposed ass, smacking it until it's red raw.

Smack!

"Yh!" Emel gave a startled sound as the flat cold blade hit her ass.

Smack!

"Uh!" She gave another grunt, as yet another strike fell on her button.

She glared at the man, as strike after strike landed on her ass. Her ass slowly changed colour and the woman's breathing became more ragged - her nipples became stiff. As the man paused, he could see a smirk beneath her veil.

"That's all, barbarian? My father gave me better beatings." She glared at him. "Face it, you will never get the ankh!"
 
Upon noticing the oddity of the armed men around the dig site, Kelly made an effort to not concern herself with it; but she did wonder if these armed business attired men would be around at all hours.

"Mr. Scaletta!" she greeted extending her hand to shake his. "A pleasure to meet you, I'm Kelly Hanson; perhaps you've heard of my husband, Max Hanson?" she paused to see if the man was familiar with Max. She caught his eye roaming her body, but took no action against it. She didn't want to offend him, or give him any reason to say 'no' to her. She was already on thin ice with her request as it was.

"I'm... investigating the Lost City of Set and my research has led me to your dig. I was hoping to be able to negotiate access site."
D100: 52 (Minor Success)
Kelly thinks she might have seen the hint of a smirk on Scaletta's face when she mentioned Max, but it's probably just due to the way he's staring at her breasts. "Lost City, eh? I think I've heard of that. Tell me, though, do you have anything to offer? Bringing strangers onto a dig site carries risk, after all. You have any special knowledge or know how that could help us? Maybe a find somewhere else?"
 
"I'd normally say that you're insane." Sonya says. "But we just got attacked by the undead, so I don't know what's real anymore." Eventually they find themselves at the large doors, with the side doors beside them.
Natasha make distance from the side door, pointing at them rifle.
"Fatima open That door and step away from them." She comand, wonderimg if the same monster will show up like in her dream or this time not. If he show up, this time she will shoot him down.
 
Looking around, he spots the the tablets in a drawer, both marked with heiroglyphics Mori can't read. The notes are harder to find, since Helga's evidently a bookworm, and takes thorough notes on all her classes, but before too long he finds two notebooks marked Anai 1&2, filled with a mess of scribbled notes in Japanese, English and Swedish.

"Urgh, damn it." Mori groaned as he saw Helga's book filled room. But, as he spots the tablets, and the journals. He grabs a pen, and a piece of paper, then writes, "I'll be borrowing a few things, Helga-chan. Don't worry, I'll fuck you all you want inexchange next time." He leaves the note on the blond's bed, before stuffing the tablets, and journals into his bag. And with that, he makes his way back to the yakuza's base.
 
“I am a pretty good runner, but I'd rather go up. Hopefully the climb goes as well as the one from earlier.” Miriam decided after only a moment of consideration.

(Sorry for the short post, a bit out of it right now.)
D100: 79+10 (Athletics Skill)
Luckily, both women manage to make it up to the higher floor before...whatever it was...manages to reach where they are. Taia nonetheless leads them away from the hole in the floor, in case they get dragged back in. "Sorry about that." She chuckles. "I didn't have a body for most of the time I spent here, so I kinda forgot about him."
 
This only encourages him to fuck her even harder, the loud slap of their flesh coming together filling the room as he leans over her so he can reach around and grab hold of her tits once more. He tugs and pinches her nipples aggressively, flicking his tongue out to lick her earlobe before whispering, "This is all you are, isn't it? A rich slut who acts snobby but is really looking for some man, any man, to fuck her brains out and plant their seed in you. The butler, the pool boy, the gardener, some guy promising you jewelry, even Daddy if he's got the hots for you. It doesn't matter who so long as you get dominated by that raw dick until you're full of their spunk, does it?!"
The heiress squeals in pleasure as she's pounded. "Y-Yes, I'm just a slut, your rich little slut..."
 
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