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These stories are pure fantasy from my vivid imagination.
If you can’t understand that I would rather you go elsewhere for your titivation and gratifications.
In real life all Women should be treated with our utmost Respect, Care and Love. They are not the weakest sex.
They are all our Wives, Mothers, Sisters, Daughters, lovers and Angels.
Never mistreat or abuse them, Ever.
Tomb Invader
by
Doghead_2000
(M/F, Supernatural Fantasy, Rape, Sodomy, Snuff)
Once again, our darling British heroine, Laura Croft, had departed London on the search for unique historical artifacts. Her private plane had set down at Egypt’s Luxor International Airport. Her interest had been raised by a phone call from her old friend and colleague Mary Toon, who had rung her from the valley of the kings with news of a new find, a possible entrance, to an as yet undiscovered tomb. Of course, our intrepid heroine was up and away in her plane to give a helping hand.
On arrival at Luxor, Laura was expecting to be met by Mary or one of her dig foremen. When no one showed up with transport she tried unsuccessfully to telephone Mary or her dig site. Eventually she hired a four wheeled drive vehicle from a dealer at the airport and headed off towards the valley of the kings. The journey took about forty-five minutes in the hired Jeep; however it took her over an hour more to locate Mary’s dig site which was out of the way at one end of the valley.
On arrival she was met by one of Mary’s dig foremen, who led her up to the dig’s office tent. He told her that Mary had gone up to the discovered new entrance that morning and she had not returned. He had been instructed not to enter the dig, but when she failed to return, he had taken a couple of men anyway to look. They had got as far as the new entrance doorway, which was still sealed, but there was no sign of Miss Mary anywhere. The foreman showed Laura the plans of the entrance on a map, which was a solid rock wall with ancient markings on it, about four feet inside the rock opening.
It was only mid-afternoon local time, so Laura decided to go take a look at the sealed entrance. Mary had to have gone somewhere, and the inside of the tomb seemed to be the most likely option under the circumstances. Laura opened her travel bag and slipped into her usual safari shirt and shorts. She put on her protected work boots, then donned her leather utility belt around her waist. Laura then took the various items she thought she might need and either placed or hooked them onto her belt or over her shoulder. These included her guns, bullwhip and survival equipment. She refused any offers of assistance from the site foreman and headed out across the valley towards the newly found entrance.
Laura had to travers a steep slope up the side of the valley wall to reach the location of the sealed entrance. Which was inside a very small hole in the rock wall. Once she had crawled inside, she was able to stand upright in front of what seemed to be the main entrance, a wall of solid granite with ancient markings on its surface. She searched in vain for a lever or something to open the entrance. The writings on the wall didn’t give any form of clue either to how to open it up.
Laura spent over an hour searching for a way into the tomb, every nook and crevice was poked, pushed, turned and pulled, to no avail and she was getting more and more frustrated. Eventually she turned her back on the wall and stamped her feet in pure frustration at defeat. That’s when the floor under her tilted and fell away.
Laura felt herself falling and sliding, head over heels down a long steep slope in pitch darkness, that seemed to go on forever. She finally hit the ground, battered and bruised in a completely black void. She searched around her for the battery torch she had been carrying, which had gone out during the fall. She found it on the ground and managed to get it to work again by banging it against her other hand. However, due to already having used it for over an hour looking for the entrance, its power was now somewhat diminished.
She shone the torches beam around her and realised she was in a narrow long passageway. Behind her was the very steep slope of the ramp that she had tumbled down. Picking herself up from the floor, she started to follow the narrow passageway into the darkness ahead. The dim beam of the torch only lighting up the section of passageway closest to her. She sensed, rather than saw, insects and creatures scuttling away from the light as she went.
Eventually the passageway opened up into a large chamber, how large she wasn’t sure as her torch failed to illuminate the roof or the other sides of the chamber. In the beam of the torch, she could just make out the big oblong stone box shape, of an Egyptian sarcophagus. She shuffled over to take a closer look and realised that the box was open. Its heavy lid had been slid over and was resting on one side of the sarcophagus. She leant over and shone the torch into the box. Inside was a large Egyptian Mummy in very well-preserved state. Its bandages were dirty but in a good state of repair.
She notices something glinting in the light of her torch and leaned over further to get a better look. Down beside the mummies right hand was a camera, a modern camera. She recognized it as being Mary’s favorite camera which she took with her everywhere. The realization hit her that if Mary’s camera was there, Mary herself must be in the chamber somewhere as well. She turned around and started to call out Mary’s name.
Laura started to work her way around the chamber searching for her friend in the dim light of her torch. She kept hearing noises from around the chamber, however her dim torch failed to illuminate her friend of anything else, so she continued to work her way around the outside of the chamber. Then she suddenly heard a loud thud come from the direction of the center of the chamber. She swung her torch in that direction just in time to get the shock of her life.
The Mummy had got out of the sarcophagus and was standing directly in front of her. It was at least six feet tall and built like a brick outhouse. Also contrary to its description as a Mummy, this monster was in reality a Daddy. Sticking out of his bandages at groin level was the biggest penis she had ever seen. By the time her brain had a chance to absorb this information, she was blinded by a brilliant flash of light as the mummy/daddy triggered the flash on Mary’s camera in her direction.
In the pitch darkness, Lara felt herself being grabbed and dragged over towards the sarcophagus. Her arms were trapped down at her sides be the creature’s superhuman strength, she had dropped her torch onto the ground when she had been grabbed, so she was in total darkness, at least until her eyes had recovered from the camera flash. Then in the darkness Laura felt her stomach crash into the side of the stone sarcophagus. The creature used his strength to grab both of her arms and bend them behind her back. He then gripped both her wrists in one giant hand and held them in a vice like grip in the middle of her back.
Laura felt his other hand thumble around at the buttons of her safari shirt. Then the sudden rush of air on her breasts as the monster ripped her shirt and bra away completely. The thing then started to viciously maul her breasts and nipples with his hand, He was so rough that tears started to flow from her eyes, and she heard her own voice screaming out in the darkness. He squeezed and twisted her sensitive breasts, he scratched his sharp, long dead nails across her even more sensitive nipples as she screamed. He slapped them, punched them, even tried to pull her nipples clean off her breasts. The pain Laura suffered was excruciating in the darkness.
Then she felt the mummies hand drop down to between her legs. She tried to struggle away from him, but his grip was so strong she had no chance to escape. He gripped her crotch tightly over her tight safari shorts and squeezed her private area hard. Once more Laura screamed out in her suffering. Then the mummy took hold of the material of both her shorts and her knickers between her legs and ripped the clothing completely from her body. She had now only her boots and her thick leather utility belt to ineffectively protect her modesty.
She felt the mummies thick fingers probing around her cunt lips, and screamed out again when it found her clitoris and squeezed the sensitive bud of nerve endings brutally hard. When he let go, Laura took a deep breath and the sudden memory of the quick glimpse of the mummies cock in her torchlight came to her mind and she panicked. If he tried to put that in her she wouldn’t be able to take it. She tried to kick her legs backwards to break his grip on her. However, this had the effect of allowing him to step in closer behind her and prise her legs apart with his own.
Laura could feel the massive erect cock of the mummy swinging between her upper thighs, like a huge elephant’s trunk banging into first one thigh and then the other. She was completely defenseless and at the mercy of this ancient beast as he guided the end of his cock towards the opening of her sex. Laura felt the huge knob end of its cock brush against her cunt lips in the dark, trying to find the opening of her womanhood. Then it found its target. Laura started to let out a long, terrified, pain induced scream as the mummies cock forced its way into her cunt.
Laura pain was excruciating as the enormous cock buried itself into her love channel. She knew she was being ripped apart inside; she knew her cunt lips had been split open to allow passage to the monster’s cock. On and on it went damaging her virgina, slamming into her uterus and cervix, pounding away at the entrance to her womb as the monster began to fuck her body as a toy. She could feel the blood flowing down the inside of her legs as he pounded into her cunt. She passed out at some point in the violent rape of her body, from either the pain or the loss of blood.
When she came too, her eyes had adjusted to the low light in the chamber. She was still being held by the mummy monster with her arms held behind her back. In the dim light from her torch, that was still lying on the ground, she could see a pile of skeleton bodies piled up in one corner of the tomb. On top of the pile was the body of her friend Mary. Her trousers had been pulled down to her ankles along with her underwear. Her inner thighs were covered in dried blood and her cunt and anus had been split open to create just one huge opening.
That’s when Laura gave her loudest scream. As the mummy monster slammed his huge cock up her arse, ripping her open and burying his cock deep up into her bowels. Her scream slowly died down and Laura Croft passed into unconsciousness for one final time. The End
