Egyptian Mummy.

(Group sex / rape / zoo sex woman-dog)

The theft of the Egyptian Mummy from the British Museum only 
warranted two paragraphs on page seven of the local papers. 
The Mummy had been unearthed in an unmarked grave with no 
artefacts anywhere near it and the museum archaeologists 
had no idea who it was. The Mummy had been stored in the 
basement of the museum and had never been on public display. 
By the time the reporters had written up the story of the 
theft however, the Mummy had been crated into a box 
labelled "Machine Parts", and was being loaded onto a rusting 
old freighter sailing for New York.

After docking in New York harbour, the crate was unloaded onto 
the quayside and then onto the back of a truck. The harbour 
security only glanced at the paperwork to check that the 
crate and the papers both said, "Machine Parts" and both 
had the same serial number. Satisfied, the bored official 
waved the truck through and it speed off into the night.

"How can you be sure that the Mummy is that of Ankzeel?" the 
tall, distinguished man asked, as he followed the woman down 
the steep steps into the basement of the house.

"He is my soulmate," she replied, as if lecturing to a 
child, "We were separated aeons ago and I was forced to live 
many lives without him. Now his Mummy has been found and I 
can hear it call to me as clearly as I can hear your voice, 
Hector."

The man looked dubious but decided to remain quiet and the 
woman finished by saying, "As it was in ancient Egypt, so 
shall it be now. Ankzeel and I will rule together again!"
 
When they reached the bottom of the stair, they entered the 
basement that consisted of a single massive room with an earth 
floor. Three candles were burning in one corner and shed a 
very dim light on a wooden crate that was lying opened. 
Reaching out to snap on a light switch, a single spotlight 
flared to life and shone its rays onto the Mummy that was 
propped upright on a metal frame. In front of the Mummy 
was a large stone slab about a metre from the floor. 
Intricate carvings depicting humans, animals and demons 
fucking in every conceivable position covered the alter 
and the man could have sworn that the dark holes where 
the Mummy's eyes should have been were staring at the 
images of the orgy.

Walking to the Mummy, the woman knelt in front of it with her 
head bowed and said in a voice that was used to 
command, "Inform our followers that the time draws near. In 
four days time, on the anniversary of Ankzeel's betrayal 
and death, I will command him to return to us and together 
we will rule again."

"Yes Serena," he replied. "It will be as you command."

Hector Ramerez was of Mexican descent but had lived most of his 
life in America. He had a successful export and import business 
and it had been easy for him to arrange the shipment of the 
Mummy from Britain. He had been introduced to Serena about 
three years ago at a society party and had gradually been 
accepted into her circle of friends. She had eventually told 
him of her belief that she had lived many times before, but 
her only love had been Ankzeel, a sorcerer and ruler in ancient 
Egypt. He had ruled harshly however and had been poisoned. 
Before he took his last breath however, he cursed those who 
had taken his life and pressed a small papyrus scroll into 
Serena's hand that contained the ritual to bring him back 
to life. Fearing his wrath, the men who had poisoned him, 
stole his Mummy and buried it in the desert in an unmarked 
grave.

When Hector heard the story, he dismissed it as rubbish or 
the wanderings of a deranged mind, but he decided to play 
along when he was told that on the eighteenth day of every 
month, the followers of Ankzeel gathered in Serena's basement 
for an orgy that was dedicated to the sorcerer. He knew a lot 
of beautiful women that were Serena's friends and if pretending 
to believe in Ankzeel allowed him to fuck them, Hector wasn't 
going to complain.
For the next two years, Hector spent many happy nights in 
that basement fucking his brains out with about twenty 
other people. It had came as a shock to him therefore when 
about a month ago, Serena told him that she had located 
Ankzeel's Mummy. 
Thinking that all good things had to end sometime, Hector 
had no doubt that Serena would fail in trying to bring the 
Mummy back to life and that her fellow believers would 
gradually drift away. He would miss the orgies, but that was 
about all.

In the basement, Serena made ready for the ritual. The small 
papyrus scroll had long since crumbled to dust, but the words 
it contained had been copied faithfully into a leather bound 
booklet. Laying the booklet on the alter, Serena strode 
confidently into the darkness of the basement until she 
reached the far wall. In complete darkness, she pressed a 
particular stone and heard the sound of movement within the 
wall. A larger stone had moved to form a thin opening. 
Thrusting her hand inside, it curled around a wooden stick, 
which she pulled out and then closed the wall again. When 
she walked back into the light, she stared down at what 
she held in her hands. Known as "The Rod of Ankzeel" it 
was the source of the sorcerer's power. Made from Cedar, 
the rod was about four-foot long and about one and a 
half inches in diameter. It was intricately carved along 
its length and the timber flared out at one end to 
encircle a perfect sphere of amber. Inside the amber, 
frozen as if in ice, was a scorpion with its tail raised, 
ready to strike.
Laying it on the altar beside the book, Serena looked 
lovingly at the Mummy and stroked it gently as she 
whispered, "Soon my love. Soon."

Four days later, the basement was lit with hundreds of 
flickering candles when Hector joined the crowed already 
standing expectantly in front of the Mummy. Everyone, man 
and women, was wearing a black smock that fastened around 
the neck and Hector knew, form past experience, that they 
would all be naked beneath.
As he looked around the faces that he had to come to know 
so well, he was surprised and more than a little scared 
that everyone was looking at the Mummy with something that 
approached rapture and worship. 
Although he had never actually spoken about their beliefs, 
he had assumed that most of the people were what would 
normally be called swingers and came to the house once 
a month for sex. It would appear he was wrong however and 
that they all believed this crazy story about an ancient 
and powerful sorcerer who could be brought back to life.

Serena was kneeling on the floor, in front of the Mummy with 
the leather book open in her hands. She was dressed the same 
as everyone else except for a gold coloured head-dress that 
depicted the sun, and in the centre was a black scorpion, 
identical to the one inside the amber ball on the staff. 
He had never seen the head-dress before but before he could 
comment on it to the people around him, Serena rose smoothly 
to her feet and clapped her hands once. As the noise echoed 
around the chamber, Serena shouted, "It is time. Bring the 
virgin!"

Hector's eyes widened at the shout and he looked around, as there 
was a commotion at the door. He had been completely out of the 
loop on this one, and he stared as six of the people that he 
knew so well came into the basement carrying a struggling and 
naked girl. She looked to be in her mid teens and Hector had 
never set eyes on her before. Glancing fearfully around, Hector 
took a couple of steps backward and away from the light. He 
didn't know what Serena intended to do with the girl, but he 
saw no reason to expose his face to her. If she couldn't see 
him, she couldn't identify him later!
The girl was completely naked and was being carried at shoulder 
level into the room. Although she tried to struggle, the twelve 
strong hands held her arms and legs and it was impossible for 
her to break free. It didn't stop her trying however and she 
cried loudly, "Let me go you bastards. Let me go!"
 
No one paid any attention to her cries and they took her over 
to the alter and slammed her down onto her back with enough 
force as to knock the air out of her lungs with a loud "Oomph."

Serena rose smoothly to her feet and stepped up to the altar 
and looked down at the girl. The men were still holding her 
down and the teenager looked up at Serena with terror in 
her eyes. Serena's mouth was smiling, but her eyes were cold 
and hard as she nodded to the men who were pinning the 
teenager's legs to the stone shrine. They pulled the girls 
legs apart and Serena gazed down at her cunt. Unshaven, 
blonde pubic hairs covered her slit and Serena reached out 
slowly and ran her fingers over the girl's sex lips. Her 
cunt was closed and dry and Serena looked around her 
followers and said, "We must make sure that the child is 
virgin."

As her words echoed around the chamber, she bent her head down 
towards the teenager's cunt and licked up and down her hole. 
"No," the girl cried. "No, please don't."
Despite this fear, Hector couldn't help himself as he stepped 
forward and watched Serena's tongue slide up and down her 
slit. As soon as she was wet enough, Serena's tongue pushed 
inside the girl's cunt, making her jump and her head tossed 
from side to side as she repeated her plea, "God, no. Please 
stop."

By now, the teenagers slit was slippery with Serena's saliva 
and the woman pulled her head back and opened up the 
teenagers hole with her fingers. She smiled when she saw 
the intact hymen and pulled the lips further apart to let 
those crowed around be in no doubt that the girl was a virgin.
Cheering and clapping broke out until Serena held up her 
hand for silence. Once everyone was quiet, Serena said, "Its 
time."

The followers all moved towards the altar and Hector was 
propelled along with them. Soon a circle had formed around 
the girl, who was still being held down on the stone slab, 
and the followers held hands. A second circle formed up around 
the inner one and Hector's hands were gripped as he became 
part of the outer circle.

"Shit," he thought, as he looked longingly at the doorway behind 
him. "I should have got out when I had the chance."
 
Standing straight, with both arms raised above her head, Serena 
intoned the ritual contained in Ankzeel's book, that she had 
memorised. 
"By the power of the Black Scorpion I command the forces of 
darkness to heed my voice. Carry the words of power to Ankzeel 
that he may awaken. Infomel El Rasth," she cried. "Commesh Ser
 Rentor Takeel."

Hector may have been mistaken, but he thought he could feel a 
warm wind blow over his face, which was impossible given 
that they were in an enclosed basement. Before he could 

give it any further thought however, Serena lifted up The 
Rod of Ankzeel and turned it lovingly in her hands. 
The teenager on the alter was sobbing and her eyes jerked 
around the room at the circle of people watching her. When 
her eyes came back to Serena however, they widened in fear 
and she cried, "NO. NO." when she saw the rod. The Amber 
ball at the end was about the size of a tennis ball and 
somehow the girl knew exactly what was going to happen to 
her. Everyone seemed to hold their breath as Serena rubbed 
the ball up and down the girl's sex and then screwed it from 
side to side as she pushed. The teenager screamed as her 
virgin fuck hole was opened wider than she would have believed 
possible and Serena continued to work the end of the rod into 
the girls cunt until the amber sphere was resting firmly 
against her hymen.  
Keeping one hand in the rod, Serena raised her other arm in 
the air and stared at the face of the Mummy. The room was 
eerily quiet with the only sound being the sobbing of the 
virgin as Serena began to recite, "Infomel El Rasth. 
Commesh Ser Rentor Takeel." Hector was now certain that he 
could feel a warm wind blow around the chamber as Serena 
chanted again, "Infomel El Rasth.." Her voice rose higher 
with every word. "Commesh Ser Rentor." she cried, and then
 screamed the final word of power, "TAKEEL!"
As the word reverberated around the room, Serena rammed the 
rod far up the girls cunt, ripping her hymen and causing her 
to scream and arch her back up from the alter, despite the 
weight of the men pinning her onto the stone slab.

A thin trickle of her virgin blood ran out of the girl's cunt 
and she began to scream louder and louder. Hector couldn't see 
why she was still screaming and he craned his neck to try and 
look over the circle of people in front of him. 
Serena had let go of the rod and it was sticking out of the 
virgin's hole. As Hector watched, the rod began to glow with 
a red light. The light got brighter and brighter as the virgin 
screamed in agony when suddenly a shaft of crimson energy leapt 
from the end of the shaft and whirled around in the air. As if 
finding its bearings, the energy raced around the chamber at 
an astonishing rate before flying straight into the chest of 
the Mummy.

Hector's eyes darted around the room as they tried to follow 
the path of the energy beam and he felt his breath catch in 
his throat when it passed through the bandages of the Mummy. 
As if the sight of the energy wasn't enough, he was sure 
that the Mummy moved and shuddered when the beam struck. 
When the Mummy had absorbed the energy, the chamber seemed 
dark again, lit only by the flickering candles, and Hectors 
gaze fell on the young girl who was unconscious on the altar. 
The room was deathly quiet as everyone waited expectantly, 
and he was just starting to wonder if he could let go of the 
hands of the people on either side and sneak out of the 
chamber. When he flexed his fingers however, the gripping 
hands tightened their hold, and he sighed silently.
Serena had released her hold on the rod that was sticking 
out of the virgin's cunt and she stood like a statue in 
front of the Mummy with both arms raised above her head. 
Hector was standing almost directly behind her and he 
looked at her back and then let his eyes drift up and over 
her shoulder to gaze at the Mummy. Everyone in the room 
gasped at the same time as the red light that had been emitted 
from the energy beam suddenly lit up the Mummy's eyes and it 
jerked once.

"ANKZEEL!" Serena cried, "Ankzeel awakes."

She quickly unfastened the cloak from around her shoulders 
and shrugged it to the floor. Serena stood naked for no more 
that a second before dropping to her knees in front of the 
Mummy and bowing her head.
Hector couldn't take his eyes from the bandaged husk as it 
twitched again.

"This can't be happening," he thought as the Mummy jerked 
as if receiving electric shocks. "It's a trick. Oh God, 
please let it be a trick!"  
    
The red glow was getting stronger and the light streamed out 
of the holes for the eyes and mouth as well as the spaces 
around the bandages. Getting more and more intense until it 
was so bright that no one could bear to look at it, the light
 suddenly seemed to erupt with a loud bang and a piercing 
wail echoed around the room. 
The light died down, and to Hector's astonishment, and terror, 
the Mummy took a step forward and cried, "I'm alive!"
The hands were covered in thick swathes of bandage, which made 
them clumsy at removing the wrappings from around the body. 
Serena jumped to her feet with her eyes shining as she helped 
to tear at the strips of cloth. The flesh beneath was pink 
and healthy and when the chest was uncovered, Hector could 
see the tattoo of a black scorpion with its tail raised 
threateningly in the air. Serena pulled the last of the 
bandages from the hands and they both attacked the rest of 
the cloths. Within seconds, Ankzeel was standing naked before 
them and all the followers dropped to their knees. Hector was 
so much in shock that he simply stood with his mouth open 
until those on either side pulled him to his knees.

The only two people still on their feet were Serena and Ankzeel 
and he looked into her face and whispered, "Serena, my love. 
After all this time we are together again. You have done well."

Blushing with pleasure, Serena bowed her head and said, "Thank 
you my lord," and she made to fall to her knees.
 
Anticipating her intention, Ankzeel gripped her tightly and 
lifted her effortlessly from the ground and pulled her naked 
body towards his own. 
With his head bowed, Hector peered upwards just enough to 
see the thick cock between Ankzeel's legs stiffen and he 
heard Serena cry out as he lowered her cunt onto his shaft.

"For too long I have craved your cunt," he snarled, "And I 
will have it now."

"Take it master," Serena cried, surrendering herself 
totally. "Take all my holes and shower me with your spunk."


Ramming his cock into her body, they both cried out their 
pleasure and this seemed to be the signal for an orgy to 
begin. The kneeling followers jumped to their feel and tore 
off the black smocks. Falling on each other in a wild 
frenzy, hard cocks sought out any hole they could find and 
all the women were freely offering the use of every orifice 
in their body. Not wanting to be noticed, Hector also 
disrobed and crawled over and through the naked flesh. 
Twice he had to knock away a female hand that reached out 
for his prick, as he made his way slowly to the alter. The 
girl was lying motionless on the stone slab with the rod 
sticking obscenely out of her cunt. There was a terrible 
feeling of dread in the pit of Hector's stomach as he 
reached up and touched her. Her flesh was cold and leathery 
and he knew immediately that she was dead.

Hector was stunned as he sat down on the floor with his back 
against the altar. He had just witnessed the ritualistic 
killing of an innocent girl, and what was even more disturbing 
was that he had also witnessed a thousand year old Egyptian 
Mummy come back to life. As these thoughts swirled through 
his mind, a young and beautiful girl had crawled over to him 
and was trying every trick she knew to suck his cock hard. 
As expert as the teenager was at giving head, Hector's 
unresponsive prick had her beaten and she soon moved on to 
someone who was more interested.
For the next few hours, Hector managed to keep himself in 
the shadows until everyone had fucked themselves to a 
standstill, and Serena clapped her hands for attention.
She had spunk running out of both her holes and her tits 
were splashed with someone's slime. As the followers looked 
at her expectantly, Serena said, "My friends, this had been 
the night that I have prayed for through many lifetimes. 
You have all done well and will be rewarded, but now 
Ankzeel must rest. You will return here in two days time 
to hear the words of your Master. Go now."

Hector was never so glad to be leaving Serena's house and he 
had no intention of ever returning. The events of this 
evening were too fantastic for anyone to believe, so he 
buried them deep in his memory and called in some favours 
from his more normal friends. They were having a poker game 
when Ankzeel was being resurrected and they would swear 
that Hector had been with them. Satisfied that he had an 
alibi, in the unlikely event that the police should become 
involved, Hector considered his relationship with Serena 
and her friends to be severed. 

Hector's absence from the next meeting of Ankzeel's followers 
was noticed but accepted. He regularly had business out of the 
country and Serena assumed that he was on a business trip. As 
the days passed however, Ankzeel became impatient to return 
to Egypt, where he had unfinished business, and for this, 
they needed Hector.

He got a shock when he opened the door of his house and found 
Serena standing outside accompanied with a tall man wearing a 
long trench coat and a wide brimmed hat, pulled low  over 
his face.
"S.. S.. Serena," he stuttered.

"Hello Hector," she said brightly, as she and the man pushed 
past and entered the house. "We haven't seen you for such a 
long time!"

He tried frantically to think of a plausible excuse in the 
three or four seconds it took for him to close the door, 
but the words dried in his throat when he turned to face 
them and the man tore off the hat and the coat.

"I hate these garments that you call clothes, "Ankzeel 
snarled at Serena. "And I hate being cold."

"I know, my love," she replied soothingly, "But you must 
wear them outside so that you can move about un-noticed, 
and I can do nothing about the cold until we return to 
the Egypt."

"Egypt!" Ankzeel said softly, and with reverence. "I long 
for it so much."

As Hector watched their exchange, he looked at the former 
Mummy who was now wearing some form of leather or hide 
skirt type cloth around his waist. The rest of his body 
was uncovered except for a pair of sandals on his feet 
and his skin shone as if it had been recently oiled. 
Serena turned to Hector and said, "You were summoned to 
Ankzeel over a week ago. Why have you not obeyed the 
summons."

Her voice was quiet and controlled, but he could also hear 
the edge of steel that it carried and he replied warily.
"I was out of the country on business, Serena," he 
began, "And I only got back...."

"You're lying," she interrupted. "Why are you lying?"

Before he could reply, Ankzeel stepped towards him with 
his right arm raised, and in his hand was his rod of power.
 
"I'll find out why," he said as a ruby red glow was emitted 
from the ball of amber. Hector shrank back but the red 
glow enveloped his head and he stopped moving immediately.
Ankzeel also remained motionless for a few seconds and then 
said, "He is not a believer. He was only with you for the 
orgies that you held in my name. He was thinking only of 
his cock!"

"Bastard!" Serena spat, "He deceived us both."

"No matter," Ankzeel said, with a shrug of his massive 
shoulders. "He will pay for his deceit with his life."

The ruby red glow deepened in colour and intensity until 
Serena shouted, "NO! No my love. We need him alive."

The sorcerer looked at her as she explained, "He has the 
contacts to get us to Egypt without anyone asking awkward 
questions. After we are home, you can kill him if it is 
your wish."

Ankzeel nodded head reluctantly and lowered his hand. The 
red glow faded away, but Hector's eyes remained glazed.
"He will do our bidding now," Ankzeel said. "Instruct him!"

Three weeks later, an old freighter, owned my Hector's company 
was on route for the Suez Canal. Before it got there, a towed 
motor launch slipped its tow under the cover of darkness and 
slid soundlessly into the Nile Delta. For the next two days, 
Ankzeel remained below deck while Serena and the unfocused 
Hector acted like typical tourists. On the night of the second 
day, Serena saw something that made her heart beat wildly and 
the blood pound in her veins. Calling Ankzeel onto the deck, 
she pointed with her finger, and they both looked in rapture 
at the outline of the Great Pyramid standing proudly on the 
Giza Plateau.

Standing behind Serena, the sorcerer wrapped his arms around 
her waist and whispered, "We're home. After so many aeons, we're 
home!"

She could feel his cock stiffen and press into her back  and 
she wriggled her butt against the bulge  
She was wearing a light summer dress that wouldn't look out of 
place on a tourist, but nothing underneath. Bending her over 
the side of the boat. Ankzeel pushed her dress up around her 
waist, and as he gazed in joy at the outline of the Pyramids, 
he slid his cock up Serena's cunt and began fucking her. He 
knew that she would be wet. Somehow Serena was always wet and 
ready to fuck with him, and as the boat slipped through the 
waters of the Nile, his thick cock battered in and out of her 
hole and his balls slapped into her clit with the same rhythm 
as the water lapping against the hull of the craft.

Serena pulled down the front of her dress, feeling the material 
rip and let her firm tits spill out. As the most delicious 
feelings radiated out from her sex, she rolled her tight 
nipples in her fingers and relaxed into her climax.
Slowly the intensity increased and her eyes closed as her 
breathing became laboured. Her clit was rasping over Ankzeel's 
thick cock and being slapped by his balls at the end of every 
stroke. Suddenly she cried out and her body shook and shuddered. 
Her climax took control of her, and the sorcerer's flashing 
prick held her their until she felt the first splatter of spunk 
hit her cervix. Being filled with cum propelled her even higher 
and she convulsed and twitched as Ankzeel continued to pump 
his load into her fuck tube.
When he released her, they stood entwined in each other arms 
as they watched the scenery, and Serena loved the dirty 
feeling of spunk oozing out of her cunt and running down 
the inside of her legs.
    
The following day, they berthed the boat in a harbour and 
sought out a local camel trader. Having made Hector withdraw 
all his money from his banks and close his accounts, Serena 
and Ankzeel were able to purchase all the camels they needed 
for their trek across the desert. Their destination was the 
Sacred City, where Ankzeel had ruled many years ago. They 
had a total of twelve camels. Three were used by Serena Hector 
and Ankzeel and the remainder carried all their provisions 
and tents. After two weeks in the baking sun, they were in 
an empty and featureless part of the desert and for a few 
days, Ankzeel had been looking worried. Eventually Serena 
plucked up the courage to say, "You are troubled, my love. 
What ails you?"

Ankzeel cast his eyes all around before he answered, "This 
is all wrong. The desert has moved and I can't find the 
Sacred City. We should have reached it by now."

After so many years and so many sand storms, there was 
nothing recognisable to the sorcerer and Serena 
asked, "Can you not move the sand my love? If the Sacred 
City is covered, can you not uncover it?"

Ankzeel groaned as he replied, "Even I cannot move every grain of 
sand in the desert. If I knew where the city was, I could 
uncover it, but I fear it s now lost forever!"

He slumped dejectedly on his camel, and for the rest of the 
day, they travelled in silence.
Just before nightfall, Serena could see something in 
the distance, and as they got closer, they could see that 
it was a small village of some unknown tribe.
 
"Look Ankzeel," Serena cried. "Maybe someone in the 
village would know the location of the Sacred City. We 
should ask."

The sorcerer's face brightened and they stopped their 
camels and set up their tents. In all previous nights, 
they had set up one small tent that Serena shared with 
Ankzeel. As they fucked their brains out inside the 
tent, Hector was left outside to bed down with the 
camels for warmth. This night however, Ankzeel instructed 
that the large ceremonial tent be set up to impress the 
village.

When the sun had disappeared over the horizon, Ankzeel 
shouted on Hector to attend him. Hector's eyes were 
completely vacant as he stood in front of his master, who 
was lying naked on some cushions. Serena's mouth was 
working up and down his thick shaft, and although Hector 
could see what was happening, it had no effect on him.

"We are bored," Ankzeel said to Hector. "Go into the village 
and get us a fuck toy. Make sure you're not seen."

Without a word, or any sign of emotion, Hector turned on his 
heel and left the tent.

Both Ankzeel and Serena were naked when he returned. They 
were gently fondling and rubbing each other's genitals and 
watched as he came into the tent. An unconscious girl was 
draped over his shoulder and he lowered her onto the 
cushions and stood back. 
"Not bad," Serena said as she leaned forward. The girl 
looked to be in her late teens and had black curly hair. 
Flawless skin covered her naked arms and legs and Ankzeel 
wanted to see more.

"Strip her," he ordered.

Dropping to his knees, Hector swiftly removed her clothing, 
finishing with her panties. As he stood up, Serena took the 
girl's underwear from his hand and sniffed the crotch. "Mmmm, 
that's nice," she said as she passed them to the sorcerer.

Ankzeel inhaled the girl's fragrance and nodded his approval.

They crawled over to the now naked teenager and Serena knelt 
between her legs as Ankzeel took position just above her 
head. When Serena began gently slapping the girl's face, 
she moaned softly and Serena continued hitting her harder 
and harder until her eyes snapped open. Taking a look at 
the two naked people around her, the girl's eyes focused 
on Ankzeel's thick prick that was waving about in front 
of her face and she opened her mouth wide to scream.
If she had thought about her actions, she would probably 
have realised that opening her mouth wasn't the cleverest 
thing to do. It was instinct however, and as she pulled 
air into her lungs in preparation for the scream, the 
sorcerer rammed his cock into her throat.
The only sound that actually came from her throat was 
therefore a strangulated gag, and Serena giggled as she 
lay down between the girl's legs and pushed her tongue 
unto her cunt.

Her body was bucking around as she tried to escape and she 
screamed around the sorcerer's prick when Serena raised 
her fist in the air and brought it crashing down into her 
stomach. The girl tried to roll into a foetal position, 
but she couldn't move her head to the side because of the 
cock in her throat. Instead, she pulled her knees up to 
her tits and covered her stomach with her hands.
Serena smiled at this perfect position and she stared in 
delight at the girl's cunt, framed between her legs, before 
she pushed her tongue between the outer lips.

Hector stood to the side, staring straight ahead and not 
even looking at the rape that was taking place just a few 
feet away. Although his eyes could see and react to what 
was happening around him, his conscious brain was controlled 
by the sorcerers iron will and he was nowhere near strong 
enough to resist.
 
The girl had little choice but to suffer the rape. Although 
no words had been spoken, she knew instinctively that if she 
continued to struggle, she would get another beating, and she 
decided to remain docile and let them do what they wanted to 
her. 

As Serena's expert mouth worked on her, the girl's body 
responded involuntarily and Serena lapped eagerly at the 
slime that was beginning to coat the walls of the unfortunate 
girl's cunt. Although she was getting wet, the girl certainly 
wasn't enjoying herself and she had to fight to pull air into 
her lungs past the thick cock that was rammed into her throat. 
Although she wasn't a virgin and was used to giving head, she 
had never even seen a prick as thick as Ankzeel's, and it felt 
even bigger as it fucked her throat. 
The pain in her stomach was beginning to fade to a dull ache, 
and she moved her hands up to push at the sorcerer's muscled 
torso and try to prevent his going any deeper into her 
throat. Her strength was puny compared to his however and 
he brushed her hands away with no more effort that he would
 make swatting a troublesome fly. 
Serena's experienced mouth was beginning to have is effect on 
the girl and her clit was hardening and pushing free of its 
protective sheath. She teased the pleasure bud with her 
tongue and gently nuzzled it with her teeth until it was 
fully erect and the girl's ass was squirming in response. 
Bringing the teenager so close to orgasm that she was within 
a few seconds of exploding, Serena suddenly pulled her face 
away and looked up at Ankzeel.

"She's ready Master," Serena said as she wiped the slime away 
from her mouth with the back of her hand. "Fuck her!"  

The girl was very relieved when the thick shaft was pulled 
from her throat with a loud plop, but the relief turned to 
fear when she watched Ankzeel rise smoothly to his feet and 
take Serena's place between her legs. Looking down at the 
massive prick, she seemed to me mesmerised by it as it waved 
about, but she whispered, "No. Please no," and tossed her 
head wildly from side to side.

While the sorcerer pushed the head of his prick against 
her wet cunt, Serena straddled the girls head, facing her 
master, and squatted down. She was soaking wet and the girl 
could only stare helplessly as Serena's open fuck hole 
descended towards her face. She was aware of Ankzeel's 
strong fingers gripping her tightly around the hips, but 
she screamed loudly and piercingly as he jerked her towards 
his crotch and at the same time drove his hips forward. The 
first four inches of his cock stretched her open so much 
that lancing and burning pains shot through her abused cunt 
and her muscles involuntarily contracted. This made her 
fuck hole all the tighter and Ankzeel laughed loudly as he 
mercilessly continued to push more of his prick up her cunt.

The tortured girl's cries were abruptly silenced as Serena 
dropped her cunt over her mouth and pressed down hard. All 
that could be heard now were muffled cries and the sharp 
whistling sound of air rushing up the girls nostrils as 
she sucked air into her body.
Serena and Ankzeel were grinning at each other as they 
enjoyed raping the teenager and Serena looked over her 
shoulder at Hector.
"Get your clothes off and fuck me up the ass," she commanded.

Without hesitation, Hector pulled the coverings from his body, 
and by the time he was naked, his cock was hard. Crouching 
down behind Serena, the tip of his prick was only inches 
away from the young girl's eyes and she could only stare in 
shock as she watched the shaft slide easily up Serena's shit 
hole. Squirming her butt around to make sure that she had 
all of Hector's cock in her bowels, she rubbed her dripping 
cunt over the girl's mouth and nose as Hector started to fuck 
her asshole with long strokes.

With a roar of triumph, Ankzeel buried his prick fully in the 
girls cunt, ruining her cervix in the process, and he savoured 
the moment before he began fucking her.  
The pain radiating out of the girl's cunt was unimaginable. 
She had never been stretched so wide before and she desperately 
wished that Serena had made her cum so that she would have 
had more lubrication inside her hole. Although she was in 
agony, Ankzeel paid her no attention as he fucked her harder 
and harder.
The teenagers eyes were wide open and they were filled with 
the sight of Hector's prick sliding in and out of Serena's 
asshole. The shaft was covered with streaks of the woman's 
shit and the stench that was drifting into the girl's nose 
was nauseating. At least Serena seemed to be enjoying 
herself and she cried, "Fuck me harder you bastard. Pound 
my fucking shit hole."

As she encouraged Hector, she ground her soaking cunt and rock 
hard clit over the teenagers mouth and nose to stimulate 
herself even more. Grinning wickedly at the sorcerer, she 
reached forward to grip the girl's shins and before the 
teenager was aware of what was happening, her legs were lifted 
up into the air and Serena tucked the girl's ankles under 
her arms. The teenager was now completely helpless. She 
couldn't move and she was totally exposed and vulnerable.
For a few seconds, Serena watched the way her masters thick 
prick caused the young girl's sex lips to be stretched into 
very thin lines of tight flesh and she could see the outline 
of Ankzeel's huge cock beneath the skin of the girl's stomach. 
As he sawed it in and out, Serena shivered with lust as she 
felt the young girl gasp and scream into her cunt.
Because of the way Serena had the teenagers legs pulled 
up, her butt had also been pulled off the floor and Ankzeel 
was able to get the maximum penetration. While he continued 
fucking the girl, Serena managed to worm her hand between 
their bodies and she pushed her index finger into the girl's 
asshole. The pain in her cunt was so intense that the teenager 
never even felt her shit tube being penetrated, nor did she 
feel the finger being pulled out.
Serena moved her finger up to her nose and sniffed it 
appreciatively before offering it to the sorcerer. When 
Ankzeel smelt the teenagers asshole on his lovers finger, 
he understood what she wanted. Fucking the girl hard and 
fast for about a dozen strokes, he suddenly pulled his 
cock all the way back, and out of her body. The girl cried
 out into Serena's fuck hole, at the unexpected release 
that brought fresh waves of agony as her fuck tube tried 
to shrink back to its normal size. It would take a while 
however and her cunt remained wide open and swollen.
She thanked her God for the end of her torment and she prayed 
that the sorcerer had climaxed and would now leave her 
alone. Her relief only fasted for a few seconds however 
before she felt the head of the shaft nudge against her 
asshole. A terrible fear gripped hr heart and her blood ran 
cold at the thought of what was going to happen to her. 
She twisted and squirmed as violently as she could but 
Serena was more that a match for her. Sitting down hard 
on her face and making it impossible to breathe, she held 
the girls legs in the air with an iron grip and although 
the teenager struck out with both hands at anything she 
could reach, it had no effect. Ankzeel pushed relentlessly 
at the young girls shit hole, pressing her tight hole back 
into her body until something had to give, and it wasn't 
going to be his iron hard cock. 
With a massive lunge forward, he ripped her sphincter muscle, 
and even muffled by Serena's butt sitting on her face, her 
scream radiated around the tent as she was penetrated. Ankzeel 
also cried out, but his cry was pure pleasure and he continued 
to roar as he pushed deep into her bowels. He could feel the 
warm wetness of her blood and as he looked down to where 
they were joined, the red fluid was starting to cover his 
shaft.

Hector was still fucking Serena's shit hole with a steady 
rhythm and yet his eyes remained glazed. She lifted her butt 
slightly from the girl's face and giggled at the immediate 
sound of air being gasped into her lungs. Squatting down 
again, Serena dragged her throbbing clit over the teenagers 
face as she felt her climax approach. The tingling deep in 
her hole was intensifying rapidly and she just had time to 
look around at Hector and gasp, "Cum you bastard. Fill my 
dirty hole with spunk," before she orgasmed wildly.

As she convulsed and shuddered, Hector did exactly as he was 
instructed and ejaculated his slime into Serena's asshole. He 
did it in complete silence and not the slightest flicker of 
emotion or pleasure passed across his face as his cum rocketed 
up his cock and out of his piss hole.

Serena was breathing heavily as she recovered from her
cum and she sat up straight and watched the sorcerer's 
cock bugger the unfortunate girl. As he fucked, Ankzeel 
lifted up his rod of power and studied the ball of amber
 at the end, encasing the scorpion. Without breaking the 
rhythm of her thrusts, he turned the rod around and rammed 
the end up the teenager's cunt. The young girl's body 
stiffened but Serena had pushed her butt down hard into 
her face, forcing Hector's softening cock out of her asshole. 
The rod glowed with a ruby red incandescence that coalesced 
into a mist that entered Ankzeel's body through his nose and 
his mouth. The rod was taking the girl's life force and 
it was going to be a close thing to see if the rod would 
kill her before Serena smothered her with her sticky cunt. 
The teenager was panicking and she tried with all her 
strength to escape but her efforts failed and the last 
thing she felt in this life was the sorcerer's hot spunk 
splatter into her ruined shit tube.

Once they had cleaned themselves up, Serena and Ankzeel 
instructed Hector to take the girl's body to the hills and 
dump it. The jackals would enjoy the feast.

At first light, Ankzeel dispatched Hector with an invitation 
to the head of the village to visit him and partake of his 
salt and wine. It was a ritual in the desert, and when the 
village leader presented himself, he found Serena and Ankzeel, 
dressed in their finest clothes and adorned with gold jewellery, 
waiting for him. He introduced himself as Solla, and although 
Serena told him her name, she introduced Ankzeel simply as, 
my companion.
Solla was very young to be the head of the village at 38, and 
had only been appointed so because of the untimely death of 
his father. The position of leader hand been in his family for 
more generations that he could count.

Hector served the food and the three made pleasant conversation 
whilst they ate, as custom demanded. Once Hector had cleared 
away the food, Ankzeel steered the conversation towards the 
subject of the Sacred City.

Solla began to look very uncomfortable with this conversation, 
but because he had accepted food and wine in their tent, 
he couldn't just get up and leave. After fifteen minutes 
of questioning, Solla eventually admitted that he knew the 
location of the city.

Ankzeel's heart sang as he heard the news and he leaned 
forward expectantly and demanded, "Tell me. Tell me the 
location."

"I'm sorry," Solla replied, shaking his head. "The 
location of the Sacred City is a closely guarded secret. 
Only the male members of my family know of it and it is 
handed down from father to son."

"TELL ME!" Ankzeel screamed, bounding to his feet. "Tell 
me the location of my city!"

"YOUR city?" Solla repeated as he to got to his feet.

"I am Ankzeel," the sorcerer replied, drawing himself up to 
his full height.

"Ankzeel is only a legend," Solla said. "A story to frighten 
children."

"I AM ANKZEEL," the sorcerer repeated, and shrugged out of 
the cloak he was wearing.
Solla swallowed as his eyes took in the sight of the black 
scorpion emblazoned on the sorcerer's chest. He had seen 
tattoos before, but this image looked almost real. Shaking 
his head with new conviction, he said, "No. You are not 
Ankzeel, and I will never reveal the location of the Sacred 
City to you."

He strode out of the tent, but as he reached the front flap, 
the sorcerer's voice said quietly, "Is that your final 
decision? Consider your words carefully. You may live to 
regret them!"

"It is my final word," Solla snarled as he left the tent.

When he was gone, Serena asked, "Can you not make him tell 
you? Control him like you control Hector."

The sorcerer glanced over to where Hector sat on the ground, 
waiting for an instruction. "No," he replied. "Solla is much 
more strong-willed that that fool. He has always been taught to 
conceal the location of the Sacred City and the secret is 
buried too deep in his mind for me to reach."

The silence that followed was almost tangible and Ankzeel 
looked at Serena and said, "It is time for you and Hector 
to leave. Spread the word that Ankzeel has returned and that
 any who follow me will be richly rewarded."

As she rose to her feet to obey, he added, "Women as well 
as men. I need muscle, and I need cunt to keep the muscle 
content."

For the next four weeks, Solla watch in concern as the tents 
around Ankzeel increased in number. Men came from all directions 
to follow the sorcerer, prompted by the promises of wealth and 
power and they brought their wives and lovers, together with 
their dogs. The Pharaoh Hound had been breed in Egypt for 
thousands of years. Originally used by the Pharaoh's to hunt 
Hyena's and other large prey, the animals were swift and 
muscular. Standing a few centimetres taller than the average 
Pointer, they were either a tan, or fawn colour that blended 
with the desert sand and were now mainly used as guard dogs. 
Selecting four of the biggest and most powerful dogs, Ankzeel 
paid their owners well before he took them on leashes into his 
tent. Calling forth the power of his rod, the red glow 
enveloped the animals, and from that moment on, they were 
fiercely loyal to the Sorcerer and hardly ever left his side.

When Serena eventually returned, she was alone. She had kept 
Hector with her to use his cock when ever she felt the need, 
but now that she was returning to her true love, that need 
was gone. After letting him fuck her one last time, she 
plunged her knife into Hector's stomach and smiled at him 
as he writhed on the floor in agony. The wound would 
probably be fatal, but it would take hours, or maybe even 
days for him to die.
 
"Ankzeel told me that you were never a believer and were 
only with us for sex," she spat at him. "You will never 
think about sex again!"
 
Reaching down, she gripped his soft cock and balls tightly in 
her fist. Squeezing as hard as she could, she watched in 
delight as his eyes bulged out and his body became rigid. 
The pain was indescribable and the woman laughed gleefully 
as she lowered the blade in her other hand and started 
cutting off his genitals.
Hector screamed and his hands tried to protect himself. The 
razor sharp blade cut through his fingers just as easily as 
it cut through his manhood and Serena gave a cry of success 
as she stood up clutching the knife in one hand, and Hector's 
cock in the other. Blood spurted from the severed artery, 
making it look like a final red ejaculation from between 
his legs and he could only stare in horror at the woman. 
Gradually, the stare turned glazed as his lifeblood 
drained into the sand and she left his body to be consumed 
by predators of the desert. 

While he waited for Serena to return, Ankzeel had found out 
two important pieces of information. Firstly, Solla was the 
only person in the village who knew the location of the city, 
and secondly, he had a wife and daughter. His wife was 35 years 
old and his daughter was fourteen. On the same night that 
Serena arrived back, Ankzeel ordered their abduction!

When the sun rose the next morning and Solla found his wife 
and daughter missing, he amassed the fit men of the village 
and marched to Ankzeel's tent. He had vastly underestimated 
the strength of the sorcerer's followers however and they 
were quickly overpowered. When Solla was dragged into the tent 
with his arms and legs bound, the words of protest died in 
his throat when he saw his family. 
His wife was secured by ropes around her ankles to stakes 
driven into the firm sand and her wrists were similarly 
fastened to a timber beam running across the roof of the 
tent. Looking to the side, Solla saw that his fourteen-year-old 
daughter was restrained the same way and that both females had 
gags in their mouths.  
"What are you doing," he cried. "Why are you hurting my family?"
"Hurting your family?" Ankzeel repeated. "I haven't hurt them 
at all. I wouldn't do that until you arrived. I wouldn't want 
you to miss the show."

The sorcerer's voice hardened and he looked at the two guards 
and commanded, "If he takes even half a step towards his wife 
or his daughter, cut the tendons at the back of his knees, but 
don't kill him just yet."

Nodding their heads, the two guards drew their curved 
scimitars out of their scabbards and stood ready to use them.

Turning to Serena, Ankzeel nodded once and then relaxed down 
onto a pile of cushions

Serena walked towards Solla's wife, and the woman's eyes 
showed fear as she pulled a long stiletto blade out from 
her belt. She stepped forward in front of the brunette and 
scrutinised the woman's face for a few moments before 
walking around to her back. When she reached the rear she 
paused for a moment and suddenly her arm shot out and she 
grabbed a large handful of the brunette's hair and yanked 
it back, forcing the woman's head sharply back. The 
suddenness of the move had caught Solla's wife by surprise 
and the pain was evident in her eyes as her head was 
forced back at an un-natural angle.

"Remember Solla," Serena said, "You can stop this anytime 
just by telling us where the Sacred City is to be found."

"The Sacred City," Solla thought. "So that's what this is all
 about." Drawing himself up, Solla looked at his wife and 
said, "I'm sorry," before her turned to Ankzeel and 
spat, "I will never tell you."

Nodding her head in understanding, Serena said, "That's good, 
and I hope you keep your word. You see, the more you remain 
silent, the more I get to hurt them." 

She turned to stare straight at Solla as she finished, "And I 
do love hurting people."

She crossed over to his daughter and gently ran her fingers 
through her straight shoulder length blond hair that cascaded 
down over her face and just touched her shoulders. Brushing 
the hair away from the young girl's face, Serena said, "I'm 
going to hurt your Mom real bad little girl, but you don't 
have to feel left out. When I'm finished with her, I'm going 
to hurt you too."

Like her Mother, she had a rag stuffed in her mouth and held 
in place with a gag. Her large blue eyes showed real fear at 
what Serena had said, and she shook her head wildly and looked 
imploringly at her father. Unable to stand his daughters gaze, 
Solla looked down at the ground and let the tears roll freely 
down his cheeks.

Serena turned to the men standing around the sides of the 
tent. They were Ankzeel's body guards and she nodded 
towards the two females and ordered, "Strip them!"

The guards eagerly moved forward and without any hesitation, 
they started to rip and tear at what little clothing the 
women were wearing. Within minutes the two women were totally 
naked except for the gags around their mouths and Serena let
the men grope at their tits and thighs for a few seconds 
before she clapped her hands once. The guards backed away 
immediately and took up their former positions, leaving Serena 
in the centre of the tent, studying their naked bodies.

Their ankles were restrained by rope, which was in turn tied 
to stakes driven deep into the desert sand. There was about 
two feet of rope between the females' ankles and the stakes, 
and Serena called some of the guards to her and gave them 
instructions. 
Ankzeel watched intently as the guards untied the ropes from 
around the stakes and pulled their ankles closer to the stakes 
before tying them up again.
This had the effect of forcing the women to open their legs 
wide apart and completely exposing their sex to their eager 
audience. Ankzeel smiled and nodded his pleasure. Serena was 
always very creative when it came to torture and it was one 
of the reasons that the sorcerer loved her so much.

Solla's wife had large full breasts with big dark round 
nipples protruding from the centre of each firm mound. Her
 body was firm and yet supple from a life of hard work and 
between her legs was a mass of thick curly dark brown hair 
that extended from her lower belly and disappeared between 
her legs towards her asshole.

The daughter however had much lighter hair that hung 
straight down her back and small tits with tiny erect 
pink nipples in the centre that pointed upwards. Her 
teenage body still carried the remnants of some puppy fat 
and her pale skin was unblemished except for a couple of 
bruises that were from her abduction. She had a small 
patch of dirty blonde hair between her legs and the deep 
slit of her cunt could be clearly seen between her parted 
thighs. The eyes of all the guards seemed to be drawn to 
that single spot in the room.

It was time to get the interrogation underway and Serena 
walked over to the large ornate brazier that provided heat 
in the tent during the night. This morning however it was 
ablaze, and she took two long pokers and pushed them into 
the fire to heat. She knew that everyone in the room was 
watching her and she heard both of the woman and Solla 
groan when they saw her preparations.

The daughter was sobbing loudly and her eyes were wide with 
terror as she watched Serena cross the room to stand behind 
her mother. Sliding her hands around to her flat stomach, 
Serena moved them up until she was cupping Solla's wife's 
tits. She started to gently massage the woman's nipples 
and her experienced fingers gently teased and coaxed the 
nipples to tighten and harden. The woman was surprised 
and embarrassed at this unexpected behaviour and despite 
her predicament, her body began to respond and relax. 

When Serena felt the woman's arousal, she dug her nails into 
the swollen nipples and squeezed as hard as she could, 
twisting and pulling the treats violently at the same time. 
The woman's reaction was instantaneous as she screamed behind 
her gag and her body went rigid and started to shake. Serena 
kept the pressure up for a full minute before releasing the 
woman, and by this time the daughter was nearly hysterical 
and she strained and pulled uselessly at the ropes that held 
her. Solla as shaking but powerless to help his wife as he 
stood between the two guards and their drawn scimitars.

Very slowly Serena walked around to the front of the woman and 
said, "Understand that I have the power to inflict the most 
exquisite pain and torture on your body unless your husband 
tells us what we want to know." 

She nodded her head at a guard and instructed, "Remove her 
gag, and the girls."
 
Once his task was completed, the guard stepped back to his 
former position and Serena looked at the woman and 
whispered, "I suggest you talk to your husband."

The woman remained quiet however, but that quickly changed 
when she saw Serena lift a handful of large needles from 
the floor. 
The needles were used for repairing the tents and the 
leather saddles that were used on the camels. They were 
all fully six inches long and thick enough to have an 
eyelet for the leather strips that were used for repair. 
The woman shook her head and cried, "Solla, tell them what 
they want to know. Please don't let them hurt me."

Solla couldn't respond to his wife's desperate plea and he 
looked down at the floor as she screamed, "Solla, you 
bastard. SOLLA!"

The smile on Serena's face never faded as she took a needle 
and slowly pushed it into the woman's tit. She screamed 
loudly and strained at her restraints as the agony exploded 
in her flesh. The second needle was pushed upwards, from 
the bottom of her breast until it came out the top. 
Thin trickles of blood ran from her tit and down her body as 
Sterna turned her attention to the other breast. The woman's 
head thrashed wildly from side to side in a silent plea to 
every God she knew, bit it was no help.
 
"Solla!" she cried, "Solla, why are you letting them do this?"

His daughter added her broken and ragged voice as she 
screamed, "Father, stop this. Stop these bastards hurting 
my mother!"

He flinched at the sound of their voices, as if he had received 
a physical blow, but he remained silent.

Serena shrugged her shoulders and started to mutilate the 
woman's other breast, driving two needles through her tender 
flesh. With a loud groan, the woman sagged against the ropes 
that held her. She wasn't quite unconscious but very close 
to it and one of the guards stepped forward and threw a 
pitcher of cold water into her face. 
The young girl looked over in horror at what was being 
done to her mother and her eyes grew even wider as Serena 
walked over to her and lovingly caressed her small tits.

"Don't worry," Serena said, as she waved more needles in 
front of the child's face. "I still have lots of needles 
left for your gorgeous little tits. I'm going to really 
hurt you!"

The girl moaned and Serena giggled when she looked down 
between the child's legs and saw that she was pissing 
herself. As her urine soaked into the sand, Serena pushed 
her finger into the spurt and licked it clean.

Leaving the distressed child, Serena saw that the cold water 
had revived the mother and she crossed back to her. She took 
the woman's nipple between her thumb and forefinger and she 
smiled sweetly at her as she said, "These are the ones that 
really hurt."

Taking a needle, she held the nipple tightly as she pushed 
the sharp spike straight into her tit and wriggled it around 
as she did so. The screams of pure agony and torment 
reverberated through the tent, but that didn't stop Serena 
taking the other nipple in her fingers and repeating the action.
The ropes around the woman's wrists took her entire weight 
as her knees buckled and it took three pitchers of water to 
revive her.

Serena left the woman's side to fetch a candle that she lit 
from the fire in the brazier. Before returning to the groaning 
woman, she stopped beside Solla and asked, "Do you want to 
tell us the location yet?"

Unable to speak, he just shook his head and she shrugged in 
response. 

The woman's eyes stared at the candle as if mesmerised and 
Serena raised her hand and beckoned one of the guards over. 
Sliding her long stiletto blade out of its sheath she handed 
it to the guard and said loudly, "If this bitch blows out 
the candle, stick this blade up her daughters asshole."

Both mother and daughter looked aghast and the guard went to 
stand behind the child with the knife held threateningly.

Positioning the flame on the end of the needle that had 
penetrated the nipple, Serena held the tit steady and kept 
the metal in contact with the heat. After a few seconds the 
heat started to creep down the needle and into her flesh. Her 
screech was almost inhuman and Serena had to shout at the top 
of her lungs, "You can stop this any time you want Solla. Just 
tell us here the Sacred City is."

The needle got hotter and hotter. Searing her flesh and 
roasting it from the inside as Serena continued to hold the 
flame in position until the woman passed out again.

This time it took a good five minutes to bring her around, but 
her knees still wouldn't support her body and she sagged in 
the restraints. Her tits were covered with blood and the sweet 
smell of chard flesh was in the air. Still holding the candle 
in her hand, Serena looked down at the mass of dark pubic hair 
between the woman's legs and shook her head.

"No wonder you only have one child Solla," she said. "How the 
fuck are you meant to find her cunt in that forest?"

Lowering the candle, she held it between the woman's legs and 
her hair became a ball of flame. She jumped and jerked like a 
puppet and the smell of singed hair filled the tent with its 
distinctive odour, and Serena played the flame around until 
only short stubble remained.
 
Her cunt lips and clitoris could now be clearly seen nestling 
between her open thighs and the guards craned their necks for a 
look at her slit. Her hole was closed and Serena used a rag to 
wipe away the residue of the hair before she got onto her knees 
and pushed the end of the candle into the sand to keep it 
upright and lit. Pushing her face forward, she licked up and 
down the woman's cunt lips, coating them with her saliva before 
worming her tongue into her cunt. The tip of her tongue quickly 
found the woman's clit and she teased it and stimulated it until 
it started to swell. The mother was in agony, but despite the 
intense pain radiating out from her tits, her clit was 
responding to Serena's tongue and was soon hard. 
Pulling her face back, she lifted a needle from the floor and was 
careful to let the woman see her doing it.
 
"No. NO!" she screamed as Serena's fingers rubbed gently over her 
clit and kept it aroused.

Gripping the hard pleasure bud in her fingers, Serena caused as 
much pain as she could by pushing the needle very slowly through 
the woman's clit.
She was still screaming hysterically as Serena took the candle 
and held the flame onto the needle. Yet again the female screamed, 
this time a blood curdling sound that seemed to shake the tent as 
her flesh sizzled. Finally she  passed out again and Serena rose 
to her feet.

She was beginning to get bored with Solla's wife and she could 
see that he had hardened himself to the fact that his wife was 
going to suffer terribly and maybe even die. She had seen him 
glance fearfully at his distraught daughter a few times however 
and she thought that she would have more success with the child.

Turning her back on the mother, she glanced over at the guards 
and said, "Use her as you will."

The words were hardly out of her mouth before the guards 
crowded around the unfortunate woman. She screamed as one of 
the guards ripped the needle out of her clit, pulling her 
roasted flesh with it, and others clawed and mauled her tortured 
tits.
The guards were all naked apart from a thin leather thong 
around their waist that held a rectangular piece of cloth 
that hung down the front and the back. It was normally just 
long enough to cover their cocks and their butts, but did 
nothing to hide their erections. The woman could do nothing 
to prevent a cock penetrating her cunt and she cried out as 
another guard rammed his prick into her asshole. As the two
 men double fucked her, the other guards waited their turn 
and Solla cried like a broken man but his mouth remained 
closed.

When the first guard had pumped his spunk into her abused 
cunt, he stepped back and an instant later, another fresh 
cock was driven into her hole. 
Serena pushed her hand under her skirt and gently rubbed her 
clit as she watched the guards sexually gratifying themselves 
with the woman. She watched the daughter's face as her mother 
was repeatedly raped in both holes and she crossed to the 
child and whispered into her ear, "You're next. Only another 
few minters and then you'll know what real pain is."

The child thrashed uselessly in her restraints as Serena 
walked over to the brazier slowly twisted the poker in the 
glowing coals as she waited for the guards to finish using 
Solla's wife. When the last man had grunted and squirted his 
cum into the woman's cunt, Serena pulled out a poker and she 
moved back to the woman. The inside of her legs was covered 
with spunk, blood and the contents of her bowels and she sagged 
on the ropes around her wrists with her eyes were closed, when 
she felt the heat from the poker. She opened her eyes as Serena 
jerked a needle out of her nipple and pressed the glowing tip 
of the poker into her flesh. The agony was indescribable and 
her mouth opened in horror, but the pain was so extreme that 
her throat muscles were locked in a rigid spasm and only a 
strangulated croak was released. Gripping the ruined tit as 
tightly as she could with her hand, Serena twisted the tip of 
the poker back and forth, roasting the nipple and making it 
blister and sizzle. 
Although the mother couldn't manage a scream, her daughter cried 
wildly in total horror. She hurled every verbal insult she could 
against Serena, and also her father for allowing this to 
continue, but nothing helped her mother.
 
Serena held the poker in position until the cherry red glow had 
had died away to black before she removed it and stabbed it back 
into the fire. Pulling out the second poker, while one of the 
guards threw water on the woman to bring her round, she knelt 
down and jammed the searing metal against her clit. This time it 
only took a few seconds for her to slip into unconsciousness and 
no amount of water was going to wake her. Her brain had been so 
overloaded with pain that it had simply shut down.

Ankzeel was relaxing on the cushions, drinking wine from a 
golden goblet and gently jacking of his hard cock. He loved to 
watch Serena inflict pain. It was almost what the woman was 
born for and she was very good at it. Although she hadn't been 
gifted with knowledge of her past lives, she nevertheless knew 
that she had always been involved with sex, bondage, murder 
and pain.
She was also very experienced with torture and it was already 
clear to her that there was nothing that she could do to the 
woman that would make Solla give up his secrets.  Shrugging 
her shoulders, she pulled a slim blade out of her belt and 
casually thrust it into the woman's throat. The only sound 
in the tent was Ankzeel's joyful laughter as he watched the 
woman's blood spurt onto the sand floor but Solla's wife had 
been more comatose that simply unconscious and she never 
regained her sense as he life ended.  Her daughter however 
was completely distraught and she shook uselessly in the ropes 
that bound her and screamed at the sight of her mothers murder.

Once Solla's wife was beyond any further pain, Serena replaced 
the pokers into the fire to heat up again and turned to the 
young, terrified girl and said, "Wasn't that fun my dear? Now 
it's your turn. Do you think that your father has anything 
to tell me yet?"

They both looked over at Solla. One of them with a smile on 
her face and one with a horrified look.

"Father?" the young girl pleaded, and she watched the tears 
roll down his face, but he stubbornly shook his head.

"Good," Serena said with obvious glee. "I was hoping he'd say 
that."

The child was shaking with fear as Serena looked up and down 
her body and walked slowly around her.

"What shall we hurt first," she mused to herself. Cupping the 
girl's small tit, she continued, "Maybe we could cut out your 
perfect little nipples and make you eat them."

Serena eyed up the fresh young body of the fourteen year 
old naked blond girl in front of her. She was physically 
turned on by the sight of the girl bound by the ropes, and 
given different circumstances, she could have enjoyed the 
girl's body. Now she had a job to do however and she blanked 
from her mind the sadistic torture and murder of the girl's
mother whose body still sagged lifelessly from the ropes 
and she was focused now only on what she intended to the 
daughter. 
The terrified girl had been temporarily struck dumb after 
being forced to watch her mothers torture and murder started 
to sob and cry out for mercy. "Please don't kill me, I don't 
know anything. Don't hurt me, I couldn't take the pain."
 
Serena walked around behind the girl and looked at Solla as 
she started to massage the girl's neck. After a few moments 
she dropped her hands to the girls small but firm breasts 
and started to gently manipulate the small mounds, 
occasionally running a finger lightly over the girl's small 
nipples. She lent forward and whispered into the girl's 
ear, "You are lovely my dear, but I have to know what your 
father knows. Make him tell me and I wont have to hurt you 
or mark that perfect little body of yours." With that she 
started to squeeze the girl's nipples as hard as she could. 

The girl sobbed and started to scream at the pain. "Please 
no, stop. Please, PLEASE!!"

Serena finally released the pressure on the girl's tender 
nipples and started to gently massage her tits again. "You 
see it's up to you," she said. "Make him tell me."

Her hands started to slide slowly down the girl's body, 
caressing it as she went, occasionally stopping to pinch 
the flesh for a moment before slowly continuing on their 
way. Eventually the manipulating hands closed in on the 
small tuft of blond hair between the girls parted legs. 
Gently massaging the area between the girl's legs, Serena 
started to slowly rub the girl's cunt lips. She used one 
of her fingers to delve into the girl's cunt itself and 
then withdrew to find her budding clit. As she carefully 
worked the swelling bud in her fingers to excite the girl 
she suddenly started to squeeze at the flesh she was 
holding. Only this time the sensitivity of the swollen 
clitoris in her fingers brought an immediate response from 
the girl. She screamed out in pain, sobbing, "Please no, 
stop. Tell her father. TELL HER!" 

"All right," Solla cried. "Leave her alone and I'll tell 
you. Don't hurt my baby any more."

His head hung down in defeat and Ankzeel bounded to his feet.

"Tell me," he demanded, with his face so close that his 
spit sprayed into Solla's face. "Tell me where the Sacred 
City is."

"I can't tell you," Solla replied with a shake of his 
head, "But I can guide you there. Two days ride and we 
can be at the Sacred City."

"Agreed," Ankzeel said with reluctance. He had waited 
hundreds of years to see the Sacred City and he could be 
patient for another two days.

"Release my daughter now," he demanded, "And I'll guide you 
to the city."

Ankzeel's laughter reverberated around the tent at the absurd 
suggestion.
 
"You are in no position to make demands of me," he snarled 
as the laughter died away. "Your worthless daughter will 
remain her with my guards while you guide me to the city. 
Any tricks and I will personally see your daughter staked 
out and fucked by every man in the camp before she's killed!"


Solla was a broken man as he climbed on top of the camel and 
prepared to lead Ankzeel to the Sacred City. He had watched his 
wife be repeatedly raped and killed and the only thing that was 
left for him was his daughter. He knew that she had been 
brutally traumatised by what she had seen, but those mental 
images would eventually fade, and he prayed that one day, she 
might actually forgive him for what he had allowed done to her 
mother. The important thing was that she hadn't been violated 
and he would do anything to prevent that.

Ankzeel had selected twelve guards and an assortment of women 
to accompany him and Serena on the trip to the city that 
Solla assured them could be done in two days. Just before 
they set off, Serena took aside one of the guards who would 
remain behind, and whispered her instructions.

"By the time we send you word that we have found the 
city," she said, "I want every man here to have fucked that 
little bitch in every hole she has. When you're all tired of 
her, stake her out and let the dogs fuck her. You can do 
whatever you want to her, but make sure that she stays alive 
until you get word that we've found the Sacred City. Once 
you have received the word, bring her to me!"

Smiling sadistically, and licking his lips at the thought of 
fucking such a young child, the guard nodded his understanding.

Without looking back to the tent that his daughter was 
in, Solla kicked his camel into motion and led the procession 
deeper into the desert. They travelled until dusk before 
setting up camp and Ankzeel's eyes were shining as he took 
Serena into his tent.

"I can feel it my love," he said. "We are close to the 
city. Very close."

As he spoke, he removed his cloak and she automatically 
dropped to her knees and brought her face to within inches 
of his prick. As she watched, the pre cum on the end of his 
cock formed a drop so large that it threatened to drip off 
and she stuck out her tongue and pulled the slime into her 
mouth. She savoured the taste as it slid down her throat and 
then bent forward to lick all over the head of his cock.
The surface of his shaft began to shine with her saliva 
and she opened her mouth and sucked just the head inside. 
Swirling her tongue around the slit of his piss hole, she 
reached around to grasp a muscular ass cheek in each of 
her hands and pulled him closer to her. This forced more 
of  his cock to slide into her mouth and his thickness 
filled her to the limit. She shivered with lust at the 
taste of his prick and reached between his legs to cup 
his large balls in her hand. Very gently, she squeezed 
and tugged them, and began to bob her head on his cock,
 fucking him with her mouth. 
The sorcerer's body went taut as she took his entire 
cock into her mouth and he could feel the head of his shaft 
lodge in the opening of her throat. At the same time, he 
felt the suction she was exerting on him, along with the 
movement of her tongue against the underside of his cock.. 
He was breathing hard as Serena's expert mouth worked 
on him and he gasped when she started to bob her head, 
moving her lips back and forth on his cock. As she drove 
his prick into her mouth, he felt her push up against the 
underside of his shaft with her tongue and force the head 
of his cock up against the roof of her mouth until he 
began to enter her throat. She paused there and swallowed 
several times, taking him deeper with every swallow. Her 
velvet like throat was as tight as a virgin's cunt and he
 moaned as his spunk began to froth inside his balls.
As she worked on him, she sucked even harder and moved her 
head faster and faster as she continued to massage his 
balls. Suddenly, he knew he wasn't going to be able to 
hold it in any longer and he groaned long and loud. His cock 
lurched in her throat as his hot, thick cum rocketed up the 
shaft and exploded into her mouth. 
The head of his cock swelled even larger and she could feel 
the pulses along the shaft as the first spurt went directly 
into her throat and slid down to her stomach. Pulling back 
her head and sealing her lips around the spurting tip, she 
took the rest of his slime into her mouth and milked every 
drop out of him by jacking his shaft with her hand. Having 
drained him, she let his spunk trickle delightfully down 
her throat and then licked his prick until it was squeaky
 clean.

As she sat back on her heals and licked her lips, he looked 
up in rapture at her lovers face, and was thrilled at 
Ankzeel's expression.

"No matter how often you do that for me, you always exceed 
my expectations Serena. I have never met a girl who can 
suck a cock as good as you."

She giggled as she climbed to her feet, still holding his 
softening cock in her hands.
 
Looking down at it, she replied, "I hope that it wont stay 
like that for long."

"Leave me for a while to rest," Ankzeel replied. "Go and find 
some pleasure somewhere else and come back to me when the sun 
had gone down. Then it will be my turn to pleasure you."

Serena grinned and she looked around the tent and noticed that 
they were alone except for the four Pharaoh Hounds. The guards 
were all busy setting up the camp and preparing a meal, so she 
said, "Perhaps Master you would let me have one of your hounds 
for company until you are ready for me." 

With a smile, equally as lecherous as her own, the sorcerer 
snapped his fingers and one of the large hounds immediately 
rose smoothly to his feet and looked up at Ankzeel.

"Go with her and do her bidding as if it were mine," he said.
Understanding every word, the animal walked over to Serena and 
sat down in front of her waiting for instruction.

"Good dog," she said patting its large head. "Come with me."

She left Ankzeel to his business and walked quickly across the 
sand to her own private tent. The hound padded noiselessly 
behind her, neither of them paying any attention to the bustle 
of the people all around that were preparing the camp.
One she got into the relative coolness of her tent, she untied 
the door flap to let it fall into place and then tied it closed. 
In the desert, a closed tent flap was the equivalent of a "Do 
Not Disturb" sign, and she knew that no one would now interrupt 
her.

Expensive rugs and cushions were strewn around the floor of the 
tent and Serena shrugged out of her clothes and she walked 
confidently to the dog. She had to stand on her tip-toes to 
positioning her wet slit right on top of the animals nose and 
she whispered, "See what I got for you boy."

The hound sniffed her hot cunt and Serena shivered as the dog 
swiped his long tongue over her slit and tasted her juices. She 
let him lick for a few seconds before she said huskily, "Now 
lets see what you've got for me!"

She dropped onto the rug and the animal made to follow her down 
and continue to lap between her legs, but she stopped him with 
a sharp command of, "Stand!"

Serena was on her knees and she rubbed her hands over the 
soft hair of the animals back and then down its flanks. The 
dog watched her with its tongue lolling out of the side of 
its mouth and Serena could swear that it was smiling at her. 
As her hand went underneath the hound's belly, she held her 
breath as her fingers touched the furry sheath of its prick. 
She could feel that the hot tip of his cock was already 
pushing out of the sheath and her fingers were quickly 
covered with the animal's pre-cum. Gripping the sheath 
gently, she lowered her head to watch the prick lengthen 
as she jacked off the dog. As it lengthened, it also 
thickened and turned a much darker red. Her mouth was dry 
as she worked on the hound's shaft, and by the time he was 
fully erect, his prick was as thick as her wrist and fully 
ten inches long.

"Oh you beautiful dog," she whispered. "You beautiful, big 
cocked, dog."

Releasing her hold on the animal, she licked her fingers as 
she pushed a few cushions under her butt, and under her 
head, and lay back. Opening her legs wide, she looked 
expectantly at the dog and said, "Come and get it baby."

The animal moved between her legs and sniffed at her juicy 
crotch before his tongue began working.

"Yes, just like that baby," she said softly as she felt the 
dog's tongue playing over her swollen cunt lips and she lent 
back on the cushions and squeezed her tits and rock hard 
nipples. She trembled with arousal as she took both nipples 
between her thumbs and forefingers and squeezed hard.
Moaning with pleasure, she placed both feet flat on the floor 
and raised her cunt up, pushing it harder against the canine's 
mouth. "Lick me," she cried, tossing her head from side to 
side. "Lick me until I cum.!

The dog whimpered as he lapped all over her dripping hole, 
scooping up her juices and swallowing them down hungrily while 
Serena writhed beneath him. She took her hands away from her 
tits and clutched the sides of the dog's big head as he flared 
his nostrils and breathed in her strong cunt scent. She pulled 
at his head, dragging him harder against her crotch, and the 
dog responded eagerly as his mouth worked at her soft, wet 
flesh.
She could feel her climax bubble and tingle just below the 
surface and she opened her knees even wider and snarled, "Get 
your tongue up me you big fucker. Bury it right up my fucking 
cunt."

She released her hold on the dog's head and used both hands to 
haul her cunt lips wide apart, exposing her pink tube to the 
dog's waiting mouth and the animal plunged his tongue deep into 
her hole. She was tight inside her fuck tube but the hounds 
tongue quickly wormed its way up until he was licking her cervix. 
The slime was pouring out of her cunt in torrents and the dog 
pulled as much of her nectar into his mouth as he could. 
Serena released her cunt lips since the dog's snout was now 
holding them open and she whimpered as she tightened up her 
sex muscles and gripped the thrusting tongue tightly. The 
animal whimpered as well and he was prancing from paw to 
paw as he tried to find the source of her delicious fuck 
sauce. His cock was rock hard and their was a pool of pre-cum 
between his back legs that was staining the rug.
The hound's hot, rough tongue plunged relentlessly in and out 
of her burning cunt and when he pulled out of her saturated 
fuck hole, he swiped his tongue along the length of her 
slit, and over her firm, throbbing clit.
That additional stimulation was enough to send Serena into 
orbit, and she cried out, "Fuck, I'm going to cum," just 
seconds before her body tensed and she became rigid. After a 
long moment where all she could do was screw her eyes shut 
and pant for breath, her muscles began to shudder and convulse 
as she crashed down on her back and flopped about on the floor.

Thick girl cum spurted out of her hole and the dog lapped up 
every drop before he speared his tongue back up her spasming 
cunt.

When Serena eventually recovered her senses and her eyes 
fluttered open, the dog was still between her legs and eating 
her cunt. Looking down her flat stomach she could see the 
animal's long tongue as it disappeared up her cunt and she 
also caught a glimpse of the thick red cock that was hanging 
down between his legs.
Slapping her stomach to get the hounds attention, she 
gasped, "Come here boy. I want to taste your lovely cock."

Not completely understanding what Serena wanted, the animal 
raised his head away from her cunt and looked at her for 
further instruction. Calling him to her again, the dog padded 
to her side and she spun him around until he was facing her 
feet and then gripped both of his back paws and lifted them 
from the ground. Lowering his paws back onto the floor, one 
on either side of her head, she stared up at the canine prick 
and licked her lips. A constant drip of pre-cum flowed from 
the tip and she could feel the heat from it as it dropped 
into her skin and then rolled off. Opening her mouth, she 
lifted her head up and sucked the shaft into her throat. It 
was hotter that a human cock and tasted stronger, but she 
loved the depravity of sucking off a dog and her cheeks 
hollowed as she went to work.

The hound looked round at her for a while as he stood still 
and let her give him head, before his nose twitched at the 
scent of her aroused fuck hole. Moving his front paw so 
that he was fully straddling her body, the hound dropped his 
head back to her cunt and Serena groaned when she felt the 
familiar touch of his tongue. Her fuck hole was oozing out 
a steady stream of fresh, warm slime and the dog whined with 
delight as he alternately licked her clit and speared his 
tongue into her dripping cunt hole.
While the horny dog continued to eat her out, Serena sucked 
hard on his cock, drinking down all the delightful pre-cum 
and she slipped her hand under her raised butt and pushed 
a stiffened finger into her asshole. She loved the feeling 
of something in her shit hole and she drove her finger in 
and out in perfect rhythm with the dog's tongue thrusts 
into her cunt.

The sex hungry dog was quickly driving Serena to another 
orgasm. He shoved the full length of his tongue up her 
cunt and she tightened her muscles around it, forcing it 
harder against the little sweet piece of extra sensitive 
flesh around her piss hole. She moaned around the cock 
buried in her throat, as the tingling in her sex became 
almost unbearable. She nearly cried out in frustration 
when the dog abruptly pulled his tongue out of her fuck 
hole, but before she could do anything, he licked at her 
hard clit, feeling the stiff bud pulsing beneath his tongue. 
She tried to cry out that she was cumming, but her shout 
was muffled by the thrusting prick in her throat. The 
animal knew exactly what was happening however because a 
fresh flood of cunt cream splattered out of her hole and 
the dog lapped it up eagerly.
Serena spat out the dog's shaft as she started to shudder 
and she moaned and writhed about on the rug as the rasping 
tongue continued to hold her in climax. Waves of ecstasy 
washed over the woman, making her fuck hole spasm with 
lust, and her asshole clench around her thrusting finger.

She recovered much more slowly than she had after her first 
climax and by the time her eyes opened, her face was covered 
with pre-cum that had dripped out of the hound's cock. 
Pushing the animal away until her breathing steadied, she 
stared with undisguised hunger at the thick red prick and 
moved more cushions under her butt until her cunt was 
raised in the air.
Looking straight into the dog's eyes, she commanded, "Fuck me."

The large tan coloured dog sprang forward, pinning her to the 
floor beneath him and she raised her legs in the air on 
either side of his flanks. Curling her legs around the 
hounds body and locking her ankles together, Serena slid 
her slime cunt along the surface of the dogs equally slimy 
cock and she shivered as the soft hairs of his belly 
stimulated her rock hard nipples.
She could feel the strings of his hot pre-cum dribble onto 
her swollen sex lips and she moaned with pure lust.

"Shit," she groaned loudly. I need your cock baby. I really 
need your cock inside me."

She could feel his hips begin to thrust forwards in an attempt 
to find her hole and she uncoupled her ankles and placed both 
feet flat on the floor. Raising her butt by arching her back 
off the floor, Serena opened her knees as far as she could and 
positioned her pink fuck hole in line with his prick. She 
rubbed her heaving tits and flat belly against his warm fur 
and moaned with excitement as she was consumed by her lust for 
the dog's hard cock. With an excited cry, Serena spread her 
legs even farther apart and the large, tan coloured dog 
suddenly thrust his hard cock into her soaking fuck hole.

"YES! YES! Fuck me," Serena wailed, thrilled to finally feel 
the thick animal cock penetrating her cunt and she bent her 
knees and raised her hips higher into the air to make it 
easier for the thrusting dog. She humped her cunt up hard 
against the dog's prick, crying out as it battered her cunt 
walls apart and drove deep until it nudged against her cervix. 
Crazed with lust, Serena threw her arms around the dog's neck
 and lifted the top half of her body from the ground. Her 
feet were still planted on the floor and the muscular animal 
took her weight easily as his cock flashed in and out of her 
hole. A continual dribble of pre-cum ran out of her body as 
she was fucked and she loved the sensation of the hot shaft 
sliding in and out of her cunt. Clawing at the dog's back 
with her fingers, Serena's sharp fingernails dug into his 
muscular flesh beneath his fur coat and her knees opened as 
wide as possible as the hound continued to plunge the full 
length of his cock up her wet and clenching fuck hole.

"Oh God, that's nice," she moaned huskily. "Shove it all 
the way into me! Fuck me with your hot and hard cock." 

As if understanding every word, the dog barked in response and 
began fucking his prick into the priestess with long and 
incredibly fast strokes that made Serena's body jerk and 
shudder violently. She clenched her cunt muscles around his 
pounding cock each time he fucked into her tube and she could 
feel her orgasm build inside her. As the intensity increased, 
her breathing rate also increased and she became desperate to 
climax. Thrusting her hips up at the rutting animal as fast 
and as hard as she could, her aching cunt hole was oozing a 
steady stream of cunt juice and animal pre-cum that soaked 
both of their crotches. 

She felt thrilling surges of her cum coursing through her and 
she gasped "Ahhhh, yes, yes, YES!" 

Serena writhed lewdly beneath the hounds hard muscular body, 
before her eyes snapped closed and she stiffened like a 
board. Her teeth were gritted and the air whistled through 
them as the tendons in her body stood out like knotted 
cords. The dog continued to fuck her dripping cunt, and 
Serena cried out as her muscles released her and she began 
shuddering and convulsing. She arched her back sharply as 
she humped her crotch up, opening up her cunt even more to 
the dog's prick and she groaned loudly when she felt the 
animal's broad cock head striking hard against her cervix. 
It took all of her strength to cling to the dog's neck as 
she orgasmed wildly over the red shaft that continually slid 
in and out of her cunt. Thick girl cum now mixed with the 
pre-cum pouring out of the hounds prick and it sloshed and 
slurped inside her hole as it was whipped up into an even 
thicker cream. Serena continued to convulse for long 
moments before the extreme pleasure of her climax died 
away to a more bearable level. Instead of satisfying her 
lust, her orgasm made her crave more and she was desperate 
to feel dog spunk spray into her cunt.
The lust crazed woman raised her mouth up and pulled the 
dog's furry face down. Drool was dripping from the tip of 
the animal's tongue and she sucked the tongue into her 
mouth. Serena moaned when she tasted the hound's saliva 
and she rubbed her tits and rock hard nipples into his 
furry belly. The large dog whimpered with bestial pleasure
 as he kept pumping his cock between the wet and swollen 
lips of Serena's hole and he barked loudly when he felt 
her powerful sex muscles grip his shaft.
The dog was fucking her smoothly and expertly, and when he 
lowered his head again, she pressed her lips to his and 
sucked his doggy tongue into her mouth. Her eyes rolled 
back in her head as she felt his saliva slide down her 
throat, her breathing grew even more ragged, and her body 
writhed violently as the dog fucked her closer and closer 
to another orgasm.

Her entire body shuddered with the force of the dog's powerful 
thrusts and her tits jiggled enticingly beneath his body. She 
could feel the impact of every lunge on her pubic bone and 
she moaned happily at the delightful mixture of pain and 
pleasure that it produced.
The dog barked as he felt his animal cum churning in his balls 
and his back paws started dancing on the floor. He knew that 
he would come soon and he sensed that the girl beneath him 
craved that moment as much as he did.

Serena sensed, as much as felt the slight change in the dog's 
movements and her cunt muscles automatically clasped the red 
shaft reaming her slit. She pumped her hips up and down, 

driving his hard cock deep into the sloshing wetness of her 
saturated hole, and strained for the release of her cum that 
was so close.
The horny woman couldn't get enough of the animal's fat 
cock as it stretched her tight cunt walls to the limit. She 
continued to hump her crotch up toward the animal as he drove 
into her and she threw her head from side to side in a frenzy 
of bestial lust. Her tits throbbed painfully and her nipples 
were so hard and stiff that they protruded over half an inch 
from her flesh as she continued to lift her ass up from the 
ground and hump her juicy cunt against the dog's thrusting 
prick. She moaned and screamed hysterically, clawing 
frantically at the dog's furry back as her pleasure spiralled 
ever higher and her need to cum increased.
The tan dog was barking excitedly now as he fucked his 
bloated prick ever deeper into the tightly clasping hole of 
Serena's ravaged cunt and the spunk in his swollen balls 
demanded release. He felt Serena's cunt muscles closing 
almost painfully hard around his cock and he howled and 
began to slam his loins harder against her as his balls swung 
heavily and slapped against her ass cheeks.
As Serena's cunt continued to grind over the dog's cock, she 
felt his balls screwing up painfully against the base of his 
cock and he howled loudly as he came.

"YES!" she cried excitedly. "Cum, you bastard. Cum up me!"
 
She groaned even more loudly as her own orgasm began. Her 
hands clutched the dog's fur, and she thrust her body up 
against his as they came together. She held the animal 
against her quivering naked flesh as she savoured the heady 
sensation of his boiling hot cum filling her spasming cunt. 
Her hole convulsed violently around the dog's prick, making 
him howl again and more and more girl cum flowed from 
Serena's fuck hole, forming a slimy mixture as it mingled 
with the hot dog cum.

Waves of pure ecstasy crashed through Serena's body making her 
shake and shudder beneath the dog as her tube was filled full 
of spunk and her nerveless fingers lost their grip of the hounds 
neck. She fell back onto the sandy floor with her cunt still 
held high in the air by the dog's spurting cock and she 
surrendered completely to the gorgeous sensations rippling 
through her flesh.

As her climax ebbed, Serena felt the dog's cock beginning to 
soften inside her. She let out a long sigh when the animal 
pulled his prick out of her with a wet popping sound. 
Collapsing back on the cushions, Serena gave a long, satisfied 
sigh and she closed her eyes.

When she eventually woke up, she could see the light from all 
the flickering torches outside the tent and she knew that night 
had fallen. The Pharaoh Hound had been curled up at her feet, 
but when she stirred, it sprang to its feet and watched her 
closely, waiting for an instruction or command.
Stretching her lithe body, Serena wrinkled her nose at the 
smell of cunt and dog cum that came from her body and she 
knew that she badly needed to bathe. It was the middle of 
the desert however and in this location, water was more 
valuable than gold. Scrubbing her skin as much as she could 
with the clothes that were strewn around the floor and dowsing 
herself with perfume, she dressed in clean clothes and left 
the tent in search of her master. Following, not more that a 
pace behind, the dog shadowed her every move.

She had obviously missed dinner, and as she walked past the 
various tents the lighted torches inside cast well defined 
shadows on the material. Most were of people fucking, mainly 
couples, but a few of the tents had groups of naked bodies. 
She was tempted to enter them, but she knew that Ankzeel waited 
for her. Huddled against the camels for warmth, she saw Solla 
bound hand and foot and she sneered at him as she passed. The 
once proud head man of his village, turned his face away from 
the woman and thanked all the Gods that his daughter wasn't 
with them. He would have been stunned if he had known what 
treatment his little girl was getting from the guards and the 
dogs left back at the base camp.

When Serena reached Ankzeel's tent, she found him lounging on 
cushions and eating delicacies from a array of plates all around 
him. He was naked and a young teenage girl was sucking noisily 
and eagerly on his hard cock. Serena's spark of jealousy lasted 
only for a second, and she smiled at the priest as she fully 
entered the tent. The young girl looked uncertainly at Serena, 
not knowing whether she should keep on pleasing the priest, or
escape immediately. Serena's reputation for hurting people 
that displeased her was well known, but the girl relaxed when 
the priestess smiled at her and nodded her head for her to 
continue.

"Well Serena," Ankzeel said with a smile on his lips, "Did my 
dog please you?"

She had wiped all the dog cum away from her cunt before leaving 
her tent but the action of walking through the camp had made 
the spunk that was still inside her body start to ooze out and 
she could feel it drip down the inside of her legs as she 
sat down beside her master. 

"He did my love," she answered. "He pleased me very much."

As she spoke, she moved closer to Ankzeel and offered her 
mouth to him. Hissing her deeply and pushing his tongue into 
her throat, they greedily swapped saliva until he pulled back 
and said, "Then you may keep him. He will be your pet and 
guardian, and if you want him to be, he will also be your 
lover."

"Thank you Master," she said with genuine gratitude. "Thank 
you."

Serena's eyes were automatically drawn to the sight of the 
girl sucking on Ankzeel's prick. She looked to be in her late 
teens and she was using both her hand and her mouth to 
stimulate the priest. Pulling her own dress up to her waist, 
Serena rubbed gently at the slimy outer lips of her cunt and
 massaged the slimy dog cum into her skin. The Pharaoh Hound 
watched her closely, his eyes flicking from her face to her 
cunt and then back to her face, waiting for an instruction.
Serena had other plans however and she waited until one of the 
other serving girls came forward to replenish the plates of food 
that Ankzeel was devouring. Catching the girls eye, Serena 
pointed to her drooling cunt and the girl immediately dropped 
to her knees and began to eat her out. The servant didn't seem 
to object to the taste of dog spunk that was flowing out of 
Serena's slit and she sucked out all of the slime and then 
concentrated on bringing the woman off.
When Ankzeel eventually blasted his spunk into the servants 
mouth, Serena had already cum twice from the experienced tongue 
in her fuck hole and was in the middle of a third climax 

The camel train set off early the next morning and had only 
been travelling for a few hours before Ankzeel suddenly stopped 
his camel. Serena had been riding out in front with Solla when 
she realised that her Master has stopped and she rode back to 
where he was sitting motionless on the camel.

"What is wrong, Master?" she asked fearfully.

When to turned his face towards her however, his eyes were 
shining and he pointed straight in front at the hills that 
were just coming into view.

"I recognise those hills Serena," he said. "Through a narrow 
pass, we will find the Sacred City and we will be home, my 
love."

Although his mouth was smiling, his eyes grew hard as he 
continued, "And then the people of this land will know fear! 
Aeons ago they rejected me and cast my body into the 
desert. Now they will pay. They will all pay!"

The distance to the hills was deceptive and the sun was 
beginning to go down before they reached them. With unerring 
accuracy, Solla guided them to a narrow fissure in the rocks 
and led them through. The fissure was so narrow that they had 
to walk in single file until the rocks abruptly opened up and 
the Sacred City was revealed to them. Some of the buildings 
were carved out of the actual stone cliff and others were 
free-standing with tall thin spires. Everywhere, the sand of 
the desert had invaded every opening and covered every surface 
like dust. Sliding down from the saddle, Ankzeel stood in the 
centre of an open area and raised both arms in the air. He 
could be heard to chant, but no one could make out the words. 
As they sat on their camels and looked at him, a light wind 
began to blow. With every passing second the wind grew stronger 
and whipped up the sand so much that everyone jumped off the 
camels. 
It was like a sand storm and the camels immediately, and 
instinctively, got down onto their knees and then onto their 
bellys. The people took some shelter by burying their faces 
into the animals to protect their eyes and their mouths. Within 
a few moments, the wind died away as fast as it had come and 
when the people looked around, not a single grain of sand 
remained in the Sacred City. The buildings shone like new 
and the streets were uncovered to reveal intricate mosaics. 
Lowering his arms, Ankzeel looked around and nodded his head 
in satisfaction.

Slowly, everyone got cautiously to their feet and looked 
around in amazement. Even Solla was stunned by the sight 
of the Sacred City. Although he had been here many times 
before, this was the first time he had seen it in all its 
glory. There were many buildings grouped loosely around 
the central square in which they were all standing, but 
the most impressive edifice was the large temple that was 
actually carved into the rock of the cliff. Large and 
ornate statues stood guard on either side of the massive 
timber doors that were firmly closed. With the bottom of 
his black cloak railing across the sand, Ankzeel climbed 
the seven steps that led up to the door and raised both 
arms into the air. In complete silence, the two enormous 
doors swung open and he strode inside.
Everyone was too shocked to react for a few seconds, but 
Serena recovered fist and she beckoned a guard to her.

"Somewhere in that temple, there must be a dungeon or prison. 
Find it, and put this worthless piece of shit into it."

As she spoke, she nodded towards Solla, and a few seconds 
later, three guards surrounded the protesting man.

"Please no," he wailed. "I have done everything you 
asked. Please return be to my daughter."

Serena moved closer to the man, and in a voice that would 
have chilled the fires of Hell, she whispered, "You will 
see your daughter again, my friend. I guarantee it!"

As he was dragged away, she beckoned over one of the guards 
and said, "Return to the base camp and spread the joyous word 
that we have found the Sacred City. Order the camp to be 
struck immediately and bring all of Ankzeel's followers to 
the City."

As the guard nodded and turned away to carry out his instructions,
Serena added, "Make sure that no one from the village follows 
you. If anyone is stupid enough to try it, let the sands of 
the desert be moistened with their blood!" 

The dungeon in which Solla languished was a large underground 
chamber that was divided into individual cells by thick iron 
bars. During the day, the temperatures soared to a unbearable 
45 degrees and at night they plummeted to minus five. With 
only the occasional lighted torch to break up the endless 
hours of total blackness, Solla had lost track of time and 
he had no idea how long he had been imprisoned. He was weak 
with hunger and only received the occasional ladle of warm 
water to satisfy his thirst.
He was lying on the floor of his cell when he heard the 
unusual noise. He sat up and peered into the inky darkness 
but couldn't make anything out until there was a shadow on 
the opposite wall from a flickering torch. As the torch 
came closer, the noises increased and the light grew brighter. 
Two of Ankzeel's followers suddenly appeared from the tunnel 
and they dragged an almost unconscious naked body between 
them. Squinting into the unaccustomed light, Solla saw that 
whoever they were dragging was covered in bruises and had 
been beaten. He watched as they unlocked the cell next to 
Solla's and threw the body inside. It landed face down on 
the sand covered floor with only the smallest of moans and 
Solla watched as the followers placed the torch in a metal 
holder on the wall before leaving.

Solla was about to crawl over to the bars separating him 
from the other prisoner when the body slowly rolled over and 
onto its back. Solla hadn't realised that the prisoner was 
female and he could see that she had been repeatedly raped. 
Her tits were a mass of scars and teeth marks and her cunt 
had been so well used that it was gaping open and her 
entire crotch was one large bruise. He knew that the poor 
girls asshole would have been used just as much as her cunt 
and his heart went out to the unfortunate girl.
The woman's hair was plastered over her sweat covered face, 
masking her features and when her arm came up and dragged it 
away from her eyes, Solla cried out and hid his eyes with 
his hands.

"Daughter," he cried. "My beloved daughter, what have they 
done to you? Why have they done this when I did all the asked?"
Hearing her fathers voice, the girl's eyes fluttered open and 
Solla crawled towards her.
 
When her eyes focused, the girl spat, "You bastard. You 
fucking bastard!"
Solla stopped as if he'd been hit by a physical blow and 
his daughter continued to rant, "You allowed them to kill
 my mother and now you've made them do this to me. All they 
asked was for you to take them to the city. You should 
have taken them, you bastard. You should have taken them!"

"Daughter," He began, "I didn't kno..."

"SHUT UP!" she screamed, "Just shut the fuck up. I hate 
you, you bastard. I fucking hate you!"

Solla's heard sank at his daughter's words, but an icy 
feeling of dread came over him when her heard a soft 
chuckle from outside his cell. He had been so occupied 
with his daughter, that he hadn't heard Serena come 
into the dungeon.

"I don't think she likes you any more Solla," she said 
with a grin. "What a pity."

Tears ran freely down Solla's cheeks and he remained on 
the floor as he looked up at Serena and asked, "Why? I 
did what you asked. Why did you do this to her. She was 
the only thing I had left in my life that wasn't 
tarnished."

"Because I wanted to," Serena replied happily and 
honestly, "And because I could."

Before Solla could respond, she raised her arm in the air 
and snapped her fingers loudly. The two followers appeared 
seconds later from the tunnel and they were carrying a wooden 
stool.
Serena must have already explained what she wanted them to 
do, because they unlocked the girl's cell and placed the 
stool on the floor. Kicking away some sand on the floor 
exposed iron rings, and they hauled the teenage girl to her 
feet and made her lie over the stool with the top of it 
pressed into her stomach. Producing short lengths of rope, 
the quickly tied both her wrists and both her ankles to 
the rings and stepped back to admire their work. 
It was impossible for the girl to move more than a few 
millimetres and the stool raised her butt in the air. They 
had made sure that her ass faced Solla's cell and that they 
tied her ankles wide apart so that he could gaze on her 
abused cunt and asshole.
Solla groaned at the despicable sight of his exposed child 
and he could only watch in horror as one of the men pulled 
out his hard cock and rammed it up the girl's open cunt. 
She had been stretched so much in recent days that the 
actual penetration didn't hurt, but she was so bruised 
and swollen between her legs that she cried out loudly. 
The other man walked up to her face and grabbed her hair 
to pull her head up. The tip of his solid prick was in 
front of her eyes and the young girl knew from past
 experience that any refusal to suck on the shaft would 
mean instant punishment. She also knew how creative the
 men could be when they wanted to hurt her, and she had 
no choice but to open her mouth and take the cock into 
her throat.   

Solla shook his head, as if trying to clear the image 
from his brain and he hauled his weak body up on his 
feet and shook the bars of his cell uselessly.

"Leave her alone," he pleaded. "Oh God, please leave 
her alone."

Neither of the men paid him the slightest attention and 
Serena snapped, "The only God in this city is Ankzeel, 
and you would do well to remember it."

Seeing that the situation was completely hopeless, 
Solla slumped back down onto the floor and cried 
pitifully, while Serena laughed happily and urged 
the men to fuck the girl harder.
In the next few hours, a steady succession of men 
appeared and fucked the girl in every hole. To make 
sure that Solla didn't miss anything, torches were 
kept burning on the walls, and when, at last, all 
the men were satisfied, a pack of Pharaoh Hounds 
were let into the cell and they repeatedly raped 
the teenager all through the night.

Keenly aware of Solla's distress, Serena had went back to 
the temple to tell Ankzeel of the man's suffering. After 
they had both finished laughing, Ankzeel looked at his 
mate and said seriously, "Now our work begins, my love. It 
is time to unite the desert tribes in their worship of 
Ankzeel. Soon I will be their God and you will rule 
beside me."

As Serena beamed her delight, Ankzeel continued, "All who 
would resist will die most horribly and the sands will 
turn red with their blood!"

At the thought of all the carnage, Serena's cunt began to 
moisten and she slid her hand under Ankzeel's cloak and 
found him rock hard. As she jerked on his thick cock, she 
whispered in his ear, "Even if they don't resist, please 
let me make some of them die horribly."
 



to be continued (maybe!)

o0o The End o0o



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