Isabel Jones and the mask of the maya queen

(my co-partner is Tinglebaird, the best looking australian guy I know ;-))

   

I move cautiously trough the rain forrest to a clearing. I step on the clearing and the ancient temple is right before my eyes. Maybe late Maya dynastie I think, taking a closer look at the beautiful old structure before me. It is huge and partially overgrown by the rain forrest.
I make my way to the front and can see a small opening in between the old stones some meters above the ground. That should be no problem for a fit girl like me.
It's really hot and I wear short tight pants and a tight top, which shows off my breasts nicely. I only wear a slip as underwear, so I have no bra on.
I jump up and grab a rock spur with my hands and pull myself up, find grip with my leather hiking boots on the rough stone wall and from that point it's just a few minutes for me to climb up to the opening. While I climb up my top is rubbing on the rough stone and my nipples in my tight top get also rubbed and stimulated, so that when I get to the opening in the stone wall my nipples are hard and poke through the tight fabric of my top.
I crouch through the small opening and make my way on my belly inside the ancient temple. The light comes through some small holes in the wall , so I am able to see where I am going. At the end of the small tunnel I jump two meters down in a huge hall inside the temple. The architecture is breathtaking and it's a little cold inside in comparison to the hot and wet rain forrest. I shiver a little and my nipples stay hard. I move on and walk cautiously to a stone wall with several ancient drawings.
These drawings show naked women. They are bound in rope and displayed in a humilating way with their legs spread open and their hands tied to the ceiling of this chamber. It seems to be some old ritual for the maya folk. Some of the bound women are penetrated by some strange creatures, which look like demons of some sort with animal heads and long tails and some are fucked by nasty looking tentacles.
I shiver and imagine me to be bound like this. I can't help it but I get wet at the throught of being on display like this and fucked by these strange animals.
Oh come on Isabel Jones, you should keep focused on your target here. The mask of the maya queen must be here somewhere in the temple. I look around and see a door which is made of stone. It is closed. I move slowly nearer to the door. Suddenly I hear a cracking sound and I feel something grab my ankles. I look down and see some sort of vines which have looped around my ankles. I try to grab them with my hands but my wrists are also grabbed by some vines and pulled first behind my back and then the vines move to the ceiling, pulling my hands behind me up, which makes me bend over. The vines on my ankles move to the side and spread my legs a little, so that I am now standing bend over with my legs spread and my hands pulled up to the ceiling behind me.
I groan and try to break free, but I can't. I can feel more vines come up on my legs finding their way up to my shorts. Suddenly my shorts are ripped off brutally by the vines which seem to be some sort of tentacles. They go more upwards and under my tight top, over my breasts and rub my nipples, which arouses me against my will. I moan and the vines shove my top higher up to my neck so that my breast are now bare. Then they move back to my breasts and wrap around each breast and start to knead them slowly. Next I can sense some more tentacles come up and move to my bend over ass.
Suddenly I can hear a laughing voice behind me. "Ah, Miss Jones. Nice to meet you here darling !" I look behind me. Oh god no. A man stands there with his hands on his hips, a machete on his belt and watching my nearly naked body getting groped by these tentacles. "Grouchard, you nasty bastard, help me out of these !" This damn french man is a rival tomb raider with who I have to deal often when I search for ancient artifacts. I know he likes me and always tries to get a hand on me and fuck me, but so far I always made a fool of him and got the artifacts before him. Now it seems he is my only chance to get out of this tenctacle trap.
"Please Grouchard, please help me get rid of these things and make me loose, ok ?" He just smiles and stands a few meters away, watching me getting groped and fondled by these nasty tentacles. The ones on my ass have moved under my slip and moved it away to the side, so this nasty frenchman has a good view of my pussy and asshole on display before him. The tentacles now start to rub over my pussy lips which are already wet as aroused as I am from getting groped by these things.
"Please ! Oh please Grouchard, please help me and cut these things away from me with your machete, please !" I beg while the tentacles start to move in my open pussy.
I moan loudly when one enters me and starts to slide in deeply, strectching me wide. Oh fuck this feels amazing is all I think. It has been some time since I have been fucked for the last time, so I moan and get soaking wet, when the tentacle starts to fuck me. The other one moves to my asshole and probes at the entrance.
"Oh god, please....stop these things...please Grouchard, please !" I moan........

 

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Your vaginal fluids drip on the tentacle that has penetrated your pussy. You feel another tentacle creep towards your asshole and tentatively probe at the entrance.
"Just like my ex-boyfriend..." you think to yourself.
"Grouchard! Come on. Help me here!"
From my vantage point a few metres away I'm mesmerised by the sight of your practically naked body - bent over and restrained - being fucked and probed by these tentacles. Never in my life have I envied a tentacle so much.
We first met as archaeology graduate students on an international expedition to the Valley of the Kings in Egypt. You were the smartest student on the expedition - apart from myself, naturally - and this, together with your athletic prowess and beauty, marked you as someone with a brilliant future in the field of archaeology. We were competitors on that expedition and have remained so ever since. I'll admit that most times it has been you who has come out on top. More often than not, it has been you who has come out brandishing the prize, some artefact from the ancient world.
Ever since those days in Egypt I've dreamt of seeing your naked pussy and asshole. When I've seen you at conferences or conventions, or in the jungle or the desert, your pussy and asshole have always been on my mind. You know that. For me, these have become the real Holy Grail of archaeology.
And here you are in front of me, practically naked, bent over and restrained, your legs spread, your naked pussy and asshole lewdly on display. The tentacle at your asshole has now entered completely and you are being rhythmically fucked by these tentacles in two of your most intimate places. My cock is completely rigid with excitement.
"I can't help you, Isabel" I mumble. "I tried to cut the tentacles with my machete earlier, but they're too tough. It's unworldly."
"And if I had to go through this, I don't see why you shouldn't as well..." I say, with a shudder.
"I'm only glad I didn't go through this with a professional colleague, a competitor even, watching my bare-naked body being fucked and probed. I mean, I can see everything: your pussy, your asshole, your reddish-brown hair, your vaginal fluids pouring out of you. You must really be aroused!"
"I can't help you, but should I document this for science? I have a camera somewhere around here..."
"Don't you dare, Grouchard!" you shout.
You hear me say "Okay, okay, Miss Jones. Calm down". But, restrained as you are, you have no way of seeing what I do or don't do.
The tentacles seem to instinctually explore and wrap themselves around your body. Once they have found an opening they can enter, however, they start moving back and forth very rapidly, like undersized jackhammers. You already have two tentacles jackhammering into your body, one in your pussy and one in your asshole. Thankfully the tentacle vibrating in your asshole is a small one. The tentacle in your pussy, though, is huge and the vibrating pressure against the walls of your vagina feels heavenly.
Multiple tentacles crowd around your mouth and, eventually, one makes it through between your lips and completely fills up your mouth. As it begins to move back and forth in your mouth, you begin to detect its sweet taste. Other tentacles continue to explore and wrap themselves around your body, pulling more and more tightly against your arms, your breasts, and your thighs. With tentacles moving back and forth rapidly in your mouth, your asshole, and your pussy, and with saliva dripping from your mouth and vaginal fluids dripping from your pussy, you start to feel a lovely, tingling sensation rising and rising in your belly.
"I can't cum here!" your mind screams "Not in front of Grouchard!"
The lovely, tingling sensation keeps rising and rising, however - inevitable, unstoppable, irresistible. All those vibrations in your body feel so heavenly. Suddenly your body involuntarily tenses and bucks as the vibrating tentacles push you over the edge into a space of pure pleasure and ecstasy. You orgasm intensely and joyously and loudly, screaming in pleasure as the tentacles vibrate rapidly in your body.
The tentacles in your mouth, your asshole, and your pussy gradually slow down their rhythmical, back-and-forth movement. Eventually these tentacles withdraw from your body, leaving your mouth free and your recently fucked asshole and pussy completely exposed to me as I watch you from my vantage point a few metres away. The other tentacles hold you in your restrained position for some time before they too withdraw. You collapse onto the floor of the ancient temple hall, naked and a little cold, but still basking in the afterglow of the delicious orgasm you just experienced.
You glance at me, embarrassed by the lewd, sexual spectacle you have provided for a professional competitor. But you can clearly see a bulge in my pants. I am completely mesmerised and my cock is painfully rigid.
"I am going to fuck that woman" I think to myself "Whether she likes it or not."
"Thanks for nothing, bastard" you spit out as you walk quickly to a bag of yours in search of new clothes.
We are both interrupted by the sound of stone grinding against stone, as the stone door in the hall slowly opens.
"It didn't open when I had my encounter with the tentacles..." I grunt. "The tentacles must have been waiting for a woman, like the women in the drawings on the wall."
We look at each other and then peer through the newly opened door.

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I can see a light coming through the opened stone door. In my bag I have no other clothes, so I just pull my top down again over my breasts and pull my dearragend tanga slip back, so that I am now only dresses in my tigth top and short slip. I ignore you and move to the door and through it. On the other side there is another room with drawings on the wall and a opended wooden pillory on a sting. The drawings show women on their knees with their heads and hands being restrained in a wooden pillory and sucking the cocks of men. Some drawings show how the men cum and spray their semen right on the faces of the women.
There is another stone door at the end of the room. I try to open it but there is nothing to pull or push to open it. Frustrated I turn around and see you watching the drawings on the wall. "Do you have any clue how we can open this door ?" I ask and you smile and point at the drawings. "So you want me to get in that wooden pillory ?"
You say that it seems the only way to open that door and I think you are right. Ok, what does a girl do for science I wonder and go to the pillory.
I kneel down and put my hands and neck in it and suddenly it closes tight and I am stuck. I groan and look at you. "Ok, so since you are the only male person in this room I think it it obvious what I have to do now ? So come here and give me your cock to suck !"................

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My cock is still painfully rigid as I unbutton and unzip my pants. I take off my pants and remove my shirt as well, leaving me dressed only in my underwear. I walk over to the pillory and stand in front of you, the bulge of my cock directly in front of your eyes.
"I was only interested in the Maya for their treasure" I say with a smile "But I'm starting to appreciate their culture more and more as well".
Slowly I pull down my underwear and reveal my cock to you. It is large and erect - excited and aroused by you - and has a beautiful shape and a beautiful skin tone. It wants to be sucked by you. As you look at my cock, your mouth begins to water and you feel a strong desire to take my cock in your mouth and feel its mass against your cheeks and your tongue.
I don't push my cock into your mouth, however. In this situation, I can't push fantasies I've had for years out of my head. I walk around the pillory and stand behind you.
"What are you doing, Grouchard!" you shout.
Mesmerised by the sight of your body in front of me, I ignore your shouts. I delicately grab the hem of your slip with my fingers and lift it up and over the perfect curves of your ass. Your ass is before me, firm, shapely, and erotic. I cup your buttocks in my hands and push them apart, revealing your asshole in all its strange, erotic beauty. I place the tip of my cock between your buttocks and the pre-cum dripping copiously from my cock lubricates the way as I slide the tip of my cock down to your asshole. The sliding motion feels delightful against my cock. I continue sliding the tip of my cock down until it is nestled between your soft pussy lips, right at the entrance to your warm and wet vagina. In fact, the tip of my cock has moved halfway inside you, and the feeling of my cock touching the inside of your vagina drives me crazy.
I have been fantasising about this situation for years and I take the time to savour the moment. As I do, I hear you shout:
"Don't do it, Grouchard! We should do exactly what the drawings describe! If we don't, who knows if the door will open or not? Don't take that chance!"
Somehow your words filter through to me in my mesmerised state. You are right, of course. I savour the sight of you in front of me one more time, and then back away from your pussy and your ass.
My cock is still painfully rigid when I stand in front of the pillory again, my cock right in front of your mouth, pre-cum dripping copiously from the tip. I move my cock to your open mouth, you close your lips tightly around my cock, and I push my cock slowly into your waiting mouth.

 

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Oh god, that was close but you pull your cock back  and come to my head. I open my lips and take start lick the tip of your cock. It is so hard and you immediately start to moan when I lick over it. I begin to suck on the tip and move my tongue to the underside and lick it there......suck it in more deeply.......I imagine it inside of me and I can't help it but get aroused by the thought of you fucking me......my nipples harden and my pussy is dripping wet while I continue to suck and lick on your cock and do my best to make you cum fast.....

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I watch as my hard cock disappears into your succulent mouth. Immediately I am filled with pleasurable sensations. When you shift your focus to the sensitive underside just behind the tip, the pleasurable sensations I am feeling increase considerably. Almost immediately I know I am about to orgasm. I can't believe how fast this has happened. Not only an expert in archaeology, you seem to have mastered the art of bringing a man to his knees through overwhelming sexual pleasure. Unconsciously I steady myself on the wooden pillory and start to pump my cock harder and deeper into your mouth. You hear me groan loudly, multiple times, before I suddenly take my cock out of your mouth quickly. You look at me take my swollen, rigid cock in my hand and then suddenly a wave of my cum erupts from my cock, travelling directly towards your face. You close your eyes, but feel wave after wave of my cum splash against your face.
"Oh God, Isabel" I say, trying to catch my breath. "That was incredible."
I'm still recovering from my orgasm when the wooden pillory clicks open and we hear the sound of stone grinding against stone coming from the end of the room.

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I blush deeply from the humiliation of having to suck your cock and you cumming on my face. I can feel your cum leaking down my hair, cheeks and nose. I don't have any tissues at hand so all I can do is use my fingers to rub it off my face. I lick the remaining cum from my fingers and look at the door with great interest. Fortunately this has worked as I thought and next door is open. I ignore your stares and head straight into the next room. It is smaller than the other two and at the end there is another stone door. Of course there are some more drawings on the wall and a large round stone in the middle. It looks like a kind of seat without a back rest. In the middle of the stone chair is a replication of an errect huge penis maybe 24cm long and 6cm thick made of stone. The drawings on the wall show women sitting on the stone chair with the stone dildo inside them and with an orgasmic look on their face. Oh fuck, that makes clear what I will have to do here.....
I look at you and see you smiling while you look straight at my tits in my tight top. "Don't you dare to say anything now !" I growl at you and walk slowly to the stone chair. The stone dildo is so huge.....first I will have to make it wet or it will nevr fit inside me. I get on my knees and start to lick on it slowly.....after some time I try to suck on it and take it deep inside my mouth. All the time I do my best to make it slippery with my saliva. You hear me groaning and smacking noises while I suck on it. After 5 Minutes I stop and get up again. The stone dildo is now very wet and slippery from my saliva. The degrading act of sucking this thing in front of you has made me also wet and I don't need any more lubrication. I pull my tanga slip to the side while I move over the dildo and slide slowly down on it......Oh god is this thing huge is all I can think while I feel it stretching my pussy walls. I can't stiff a moan of lust when it slides deeper inside me. Oh fuck that feels so good......I close my eyes and start slowly to move up and down on the big shaft. My right hand has moved my top up and is kneading my right breast and pinching my nipple........you can hear the sound of my wet pussy grinding on the stone dildo while I move up and down on it....my moans get louder and you can now see that my nipples are rock hard......

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The sight of you mouthing the stone dildo causes my cock to stir again. By the time you have pulled your tanga slip to the side and lowered your beautiful body onto the dildo, my cock is completely hard again. I walk around you as you fuck the dildo, enjoying the view from all possible angles.
"The size of this stone dildo confuses me" I say. "It's huge - 24 cm long and 6 cm thick - but I didn't think the Maya would have met a Frenchman at this point in history..."
"Oh Grouchard, would you please shut up" you reply.
You lower your head and moan as you move yourself up and down on the dildo. I kneel down behind you and watch as the dildo plunges in and out of your pussy. The sight is completely hypnotic. Your moaning is starting to get louder and you quicken the pace of your movements. I stand up, adjust the positioning of my completely erect penis, and then force my hands under your armpits and grab your breasts hard. Your nipples are stiff and your breasts feel wonderful in my hands. Your back is pressing against my chest and my mouth is next to one of your ears. As I grope your breasts, I can't help drawing my tongue across the edge of your ear and taking your earlobe between my teeth and giving you a soft nip.
I whisper in your ear: "You're a very dirty girl, Isabel Jones". All I get in reply is the sound of a moan escaping your lips.
Your pace quickens further and your moans get louder and more frequent. Your buttocks are starting to quiver and your breasts are starting to jiggle in my hands. The feeling of the huge, stone dido sliding up and down in your pussy, pressing hard against your pussy walls, is exquisitely pleasurable. I move one of my hands down to the top of your vulva, in amongst your lovely, reddish-brown (!) public hair, between your separated pussy lips, and start massaging your clitoris. I hear you take a deep intake of breath.
"Yes, yes, I'm going to cum!" you shout.
The pleasure in your belly increases and increases and you enter a world of your own, oblivious to your surroundings. As the dildo move up and down in your pussy and as I massage your clitoris, your pleasure reaches a heavenly peak and then you are overcome by the very intense pleasures of an orgasm. I have my arms around you, but it's impossible for me to contain the convulsions of your body as you experience the throes of orgasm.
When you are done, I reluctantly remove my arms from your body and step back, captivated again by your beauty and sexuality, jealous of the stone dildo engulfed by your body.

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The humiliation of what I have to do in front of you strangely hightens my arousal and the stone dildo inside me and your fingers on my clitoris feel so good it's only a question of time and then I cum hard and shake in front of you from a strong orgasm.....I moan and close my eyes......oh yes that was an intense one.......then I notice you standing at my side an watching me, stroking your cock in your pants and I feel suddenly very ashamed and blush deeply.....the stone door has opended again and I stand up with a smakcing sound when my wet pussy leaves the big dildo.....I rearrange my tanga slip and pull my top down again and head straight through the open door in the next room....
It's about the same size as the last one and there is again a closed stone door at the other side. In the middle of the room there is again a wooden pillory and next to it lies a kind of riding crop on a stone table. The drawings on the wall show a woman standing bend over in the pillory with her naked ass on display and her legs spread and bound in shackles on the ground. There is a man standing behind her and using the crop to spank her ass......but there is no hint how often or how long she has to endure it......damn when is this humiliating procedure going to stop is all I can think while I take a look around but it seems that I have again no choice and I walk to the pillory and put my hands and head in it. Suddenly it snaps close and I spread my legs so that my feet lock in the shackles and they snap close......now I am helplessly bend over in the pillory with my legs spread open and my ass on display.......because of the pillory I can't see what is happening behind me....
I can sense you standing behind me but nothing happens. "Grouchard, can you do me a favor and not be too rough with that crop...please...." I beg you and try to see where you are......

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"Not be too rough with the riding crop?" I ask. "I wonder how rough the Maya were?"
I walk around to the front of the wooden pillory and look down at you.
"Isabel Jones, I admire your dedication to your work. Not every woman would lock her head and hands in a pillory and stand, bent over, with her legs spread and her naked ass on display. It's a very humiliating position to be in. Especially, I imagine, for a successful woman like you. What's to stop me walking around this pillory and inspecting the most private, intimate parts of your body?"
I kneel down in front of you, look you in the eyes, and caress your cheek with my hand.
"Poor Isabel" I say. "Although I'm starting to think that maybe, in your most secret thoughts, this is how you like to be before a man?"
I stand up and walk behind the pillory, out of your line of vision. You feel me move your tanga slip well and truly out of the way and then you feel my hand slide across your ass as I caress your buttocks. My hand slides down between your buttocks, touching your asshole and then caressing your vulva. My hand then touches the soft, white skin of your inner thighs and slowly moves upwards, eventually ending up on your vulva once again, caressing your skin and your pubic hair in that most sensitive of regions.
"Since we're in this together, Isabel, if you are naked, I think I should be too."
You hear the sound of my pants falling to the floor and the sound of my underwear sliding down my legs. The next thing you feel is a hot, hard rod rubbing against the crease of your ass.
"Hmmm" I hear you say, followed by "You know you can't do anything, Grouchard."
"I know" I say, as I rub my cock against your ass. You feel me push open your buttocks and rub the tip of my cock up and down against your asshole.
"But it feels so good, Isabel."
Gradually the rubbing of my cock moves lower, so that eventually it is rubbing up and down against the opening of your vagina.
"Just the tiniest of slips, the tiniest of accidents, and I would be pressing my cock deep inside you" I say, while I breathe deeply in an effort to calm myself.
"Yes" you say. "Just the tiniest of accidents..."
I stop rubbing my cock against you and, with the tip of my penis resting directly at the opening of your vagina, my mind fills with thoughts of sliding myself deep inside you.
"So frustrating" I say. "Let's get to the riding crop. Maybe I can take out some of my frustration with that."
I move away from your body and quickly take up the riding crop. My cock is still hard and erect when I bring the riding crop down forcefully against your ass. A jolt of pain shoots through your ass - but a pleasant, tingling sensation seems to linger in your pussy. I lift the riding crop and then strike your ass again. You moan as the pain shoots through your ass and your pussy. To the extent the pillory allows, you try to move your ass up and back, as if to make it an easier target for the riding crop.
With my cock standing in the air, hard and frustrated, I strike your ass quickly with the riding crop again and again. Your moaning gets louder as your ass gets redder and redder. Your ass and your pussy are buzzing. At one point I feel your pussy and your clitoris with my hand. My hand comes away from your body completely soaked in vaginal fluids.
"What's this, Isabel Jones?" I say. "Your pussy is completely soaked! It seems you're a slut who needs the feeling of a hard riding crop on your ass!"
"Keep going, please Grouchard!" you cry.
"I will, you slut!" I reply.
I resume striking your ass with the riding crop. The exquisite combination of pleasure and pain is driving you insane. Your moans are getting louder, your ass and your pussy are buzzing more and more, and your vaginal fluids are starting to drip from your sopping pussy down the soft, white skin of your thighs.

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oh god this is so hmiliating but a part of me likes it very much. When you inspect me and I feels your hands on my ass and my pussy lips I can't stiffle a moan and I can feel that I get wet........Your cock feels nice at the entrance of my pussy and a part of me imagines that you can't stop yourself and just slide it in and fuck me........Oh good Isabel calm down...but I get even more wet and aroused by the thought......the crop in your hands makes me gasp and moan with each stroke but the flogging and the humiliating position I am in makes me even more hot and aroused.....I can't help it but when your fingers feel me up I am soaking wet and ready to get fucked by a hard cock.......all I can do is moan and whiggle my ass.....oh god I need to get fucked so bad now is all I can think of.......

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As I continue to strike you with the riding crop, your moans get louder and louder. When you wiggle your ass, a quiet "Oh my God!" escapes my lips and my sexual arousal and frustration increase rapidly. Suddenly, the pillory clicks open and we hear the sound of stone grinding against stone as the stone door opens. You are about to lift your head and hands from the pillory but, in a state of wild obsession, I slam the pillory closed again, trapping your head and hands. I position myself behind you and say "I'm going to fuck you, Isabel! There is no way in the world I can stop myself". Even before I have finished saying this sentence, I have already pushed my rock-hard penis deep into your sopping pussy.
"Oh, that feels so good, Isabel" I moan as my cock penetrates deeply into your pussy. I start bucking against you frantically, my body slamming into your ass and my cock plunging back and forth in your pussy. You surrender yourself to my cock as it invades you.
"Yes, fuck me Grouchard!" you shout. "Use my pussy for your pleasure!"
The tight grip of your pussy around my cock is sending both of us to heaven. The view of your pussy and your ass in front of me is intoxicating to me and the sight of my cock moving in and out of your beautiful body takes my breath away. So many times have I imagined this scene in my mind - and now I am fucking you in real life. I almost can't believe it, although the intense pleasure in my cock screams to me that, yes, the biggest fantasies of my life are finally coming true.
The pleasure in my cock increases and I can't help plunging my cock into you more deeply and more rapidly.
"This feels so good, Isabel!" I cry out.
You don't reply, but I can hear you moaning and moaning, which catapults me to an even higher level of excitement. Sex-tinged memories of you flit through my mind. You're bent over in Egypt, completely focused on excavating a delicate shard of pottery, while I stare lewdly at the shape of your ass in your tight, short pants. At a dinner at a convention in Berlin, I sip a drink and then see, on the other side of the room, your beautiful, white skin clothed, uncharacteristically, in a flowing blue evening dress, while several horny young men gather around you and shamelessly fight for your attention. At a hotel in Paris in which a conference in being held, I wander around the grounds and then, near the women's showers, I overhear your voice talking and laughing with the other women, as your body stands naked under a fountain of hot water.
I keep bucking against you frantically, my body slamming into your ass and my cock plunging back and forth in your pussy. The pleasure in your pussy and the pleasure in my cock rise delightfully. It feels so good, and soon I know that I'm about to cum. In your body. Deep in your pussy.
"I'm going to cum, Isabel!" I shout, joyously.
"Not inside me, Grouchard!" you cry.
But it's too late. You hear me moan loudly and feel me grab your hips violently and push my cock hard and deep into your pussy. Wave after wave of cum erupts from my cock and shoots against the walls of your pussy. The feelings in my cock - of my cock moving against your pussy, the muscles in my cock expanding and contracting in waves, and my cum flowing through and erupting from my cock - assault my mind with overwhelming pleasure. I lose myself to a long, exhausting, wonderful orgasm.
At the same time the pleasure you feel in your pussy rises and rises. Your mind, too, is assaulted by waves and waves of overwhelming pleasure as you surrender yourself to a long, wonderful orgasm.
As your mind and your body begin to float down from your orgasm, you whisper to yourself "Oh orgasm, orgasm, I love you...".
Eventually I withdraw my cock from your lovely pussy and open the wooden pillory. You lift your head and hands from the pillory, sit on the floor, and try to catch your breath.
All of a sudden we hear the sound of stone grinding against stone again. We look at the stone door and see that it is closing. Thoroughly alarmed, we jump to our feet and propel ourselves as quickly as we can towards the door. We are getting closer and closer and then, just as the door is closing, we lunge at the door, fly through the doorway, and tumble over each other as we land painfully on the floor in the next room. Thoroughly exhausted, we lie next to each other on the floor, our hearts beating wildly and our lungs trying to fill themselves with air as quickly as possible.

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When you slam the pillory closed again I moan and know what you will do now. But I am so hot and horny that I don't care about it anymore. I just want to get fucked hard by a cock. I am so aroused and wet that you slide easily inside me and I moan as you stretch my tight pussy. Oh yes that feels good......I moan louder when you move your cock inside me and enjoy the pleasure you give to me. The tingling feeling in my belly comes back again......oh good.....no not inside me is all I can shout but you have no selfcontrol left and shoot your load inside me. The feeling of you cumming in me brings me over the edge and a powerfull orgasm makes me moan and shake helplessly in the pillory. Oh yes that was just what I needed......felt so good....exhausted I sit on the ground when the pillory opens. But there is no time for a break, when the stone door closes, so I jump up and run to make it through the door. In the last second we both jump through it and land roughly in the next room.......
After a short time to recover I look around and this one seems to be a bigger chamber. There is a pool with water in the middle and another door on the other side. The drawings on the wall show a naked woman swimming in the pool and some kind of tentacle monster taking advantage of her and fuck her in all of her holes......
Oh good....no.....never.....I need a rest......I can't do it again......but I have no choice.......I pull my half torn top off and my slip down and go cautiously near the pool. Suddenly a tentacle comes fast out of the water, grabs my ankle and pulls me in the water.....all I can do is scream, then I am under water and feel more tentacles all over my body.....I can feel them grab my arms and pull them behind me. My legs are also grabbed and spread and then I am lifted up out of the water......my nakes body is held up in the air by the tentacles holding my arms behind me and a strong tentacle around my waist while my legs are helplessly spread by other tentacles.....I breathe in sharply and next I feel two more tentacles slide over my breasts until they reach my nipples. There they begin to suck themselves hard on my nipples and all I can do is moan while my sensitive nipples are stimulated in such a wild and very arousing way......I can feel my nipples go hard in no time and that I start to get wet again, even though I am still wet and messy from the fucking with you and your fluids in me......
These nasty tentacles on my nipples drive me wild and insane with their stimulation when there is another one coming out of the water , sliding over my pussy lips and then right inside my pussy, stretching me....then it begins to fuck me slowly.....I moan and close my eyes....oh god that thing will make me cum hard again.......the sucking on my nipples and the fucking of my tight still very sensitive pussy after the fuck with you make me moan and groan in lust......then I can't help it and cum hard again....moaning and shaking in the tight grip of the tentacles......but this thing is not stopping. It even starts to fuck me faster and harder and I can feel another tentacle at my asshole, sliding in and make me scream because of a sharp short pain when it stretches my tight asshole......Oh god no is all I can think. Then both tentacles inside me begin to fuck me wild and hard......my groans of the pain in my ass start to change in moans of pleasure in a short time and I can feel another orgasm coming......I shake and moan again in pleasure when another tentacle comes up right before my face and pushes inside my mouth......I gag on it and have no other choice but to suck on it while it begins to fuck my mouth.....all the time the tentacles in my pussy and ass also continue their assault on my extremly sensitive body.........Oh fuck....another orgasm is coming and this time it is a big one.....it feels like I am exploding and suddenly I drift into blackness........

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The tentacles are continuing to assault your most sensitive, intimate areas and to wrap themselves tightly around your gorgeous body when the pleasure in your body launches you into a huge, wild orgasm. You close your eyes and, in the midst of an avalanche of pleasure, you lose consciousness.
The tentacles continue to assault you for a little while, but eventually they lay you down beside the pool of water. I run to your side and gaze and your wet, unconscious body. Thankfully, I can hear the soft sound of air passing in and out between your wet, parted lips and I can see your naked breasts regularly rising and falling. I collect your discarded clothes and start to use your top to dry your body. In the middle of drying your face, I can't help leaning down and touching my lips gently against yours. I run your top across the skin of your breasts and admire the beautiful curves of your breast and cute shape of your little, hardening nipples. I spread your legs apart and run your top across your thighs. I look at your face. Your lips are still parted and your eyes are still closed. I lay your top to one side and run my fingers through the dampness of pubic hair. I move myself between your legs and gaze at your beautiful pussy, positioned so seductively between your wide, open legs. Your pussy lips look red and swollen. I spread them apart with my hands and admire your beautiful pussy - the cute, little nub of your clitoris, the glistening, pink skin of your pussy lips, the magical, mysterious tunnel of your vagina. I kneel down and smell the intoxicating scent of your pussy. I press my tongue against the pink skin of your pussy and savour its intoxicating taste.
You begin to stir and I am about to continue licking your beautiful pussy when I hear the stone door slowly grind open. I jump up when two columns of men march out through the doorway. No, they're not men. They're some kind of strange demon, with muscular, human bodies, long tails, and grotesque, animal heads. Some have the heads of jaguars and some have the heads of dogs, while others have the heads of crocodiles*. Human-like cocks hang down between their legs.
The two columns of animal-headed demons, six demons in each column, march around the pool of water to your naked, half-conscious body. With one column of demons on each side of your body, the demons lift you up and begin to carry you towards the doorway. The demons have their hands firmly wrapped around your calves, your thighs, your abdomen, your chest, your shoulders, and your head.
You regain consciousness as you are approaching the doorway. Alarmed, you scream for me to help you, but one of the demons immediately covers your mouth tightly with his hand. You scream into his hand and look at me with wide eyes as you and the two columns of demons disappear through the doorway.

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You follow me and the demons in the next hall. It is a huge hall with a big throne seat at the end between two big colums. You can see how the demons lay me down in front of the throne seat. On the seat there is a golden mask. I slowly stand up, naked as I am and the demons kneel before me. I look at the mask and yes that's it. The mask of the maya queen.....I am really excited and take it in my hands, let my fingers slide over it. The mask of the maya queen, finally........slowly I put it on my face and magically it sits on my face and does not fall down. The demons still kneel before the throne and I sit down on it and take my time to look around the hall. I can see you standing in the entrance of the hall and make a gesture to the demons, who get up fast and grab you and bind your hands behind you. They put a leash on you and lead you to the throne.
I smile and make a gesture for the demons to let us alone. They vanish as fast as they appeared and we are alone in the throne hall. I walk down to you kneeling on the ground.
"Well Grouchard, it seems you have not so much luck today !" I laugh and take the leash and pull you behind me through a large door which leads right out of the temple and further on into the jungle. The demons never reappear and we go into the jungle undisturbed. There I put the leash around a tree and give you a slap on your ass. "You will need some minutes to get rid of these ropes binding your hands. I am afraid but I can't wait for you to accomplish that. So have fun Crouchard and maybe next time you will have more luck !" I walk straight in the rain forest with the mask on my face and you hear me laughing.....

Isabel Jones will come back in "Isabel Jones and the Warrior's Spear"