0 comments/ 19703 views/ 0 favorites The Golden Thyrsus By: Paul44 (A Thyrsus was a staff entwined with ivy and surmounted by a pine cone in the cleft at its end. It was used by those engaged in Bacchic rites.) Part 1 A cry through the heat alerted Marie to the discovery of something of importance. She looked up and wiped the sweat from her forehead and moved carefully over the gritty dirt surface of the hill. She slipped and cursed as her butt slapped onto the surface and she slid into a stunted olive tree. After that she virtually crawled over the hill to the grotto where the cry had come. Carefully she crossed the dry creek bed and the loose stones to the pile of larger rocks in the cliff. Steven looked up his dark sunglasses trained in her direction and he then looked at the rocks again as their two male Greek students shuffled aside the rocks over a cunningly concealed cave beneath them. Henry joined the others as she came up and he mopped his bald head before putting back on his hat. Henry looked and acted the perfect eccentric professor whilst Steven was perfectly at ease in the politics of academia. Both were firm friends and both loved the thrill of the field as well as being brilliant scholars. "Is it...?" Henry's excitement was as reserved as both his personality and English accent could make it, yet both of them knew that he had pieced together clues that had suggested that something had been placed here. Steven brushed the dirt from the lintels and surfaces about the rock that formed the doorway to the cave below. Once satisfied he signaled to Marie to come over and look, she still thrilled to this classically handsome man with the grey hair that peppered his hair. Yet he was a reserved as Henry with her and was like him the perfect gentleman. Looking at her you would have thought she was a youth being slim and small. She kept her hair short and severely tied back which did not show her face to the best advantage. Her nose was more a beak and the dark brown eyes that were behind thick glasses assaulted you more than seduced you. Marie bent down and traced a couple of possible shapes. She straightened and looked at the two waiting men. "There may be what could be an A in Linear B and I think there is a staff engraved into the rock. " She drawled out her answer. Henry beamed and slapped his knee and danced a small jig remarking how he knew it was here. Even Steven who was so grave smiled. Seeing the happiness in the two men smiled as well though with puzzlement. They were here to learn about archaeological techniques and instead of a well-developed dig they had found themselves on a treasure hunt in the middle of Boeotia some forty miles west of Thebes. Dimitrios a dark-haired muscular Herakles looked at the trio and cleared his throat. "Excuse me Professor Symons what is here? What have we found?" He spoke English well but with the strong accent his friend Theo nodded as though he had also spoken. Henry looked up and smiling spoke,"Why my dears we may have found Agave's tomb." Dimitrios looked shocked and then spoke again,"Agave Professor but she was a myth." "No, no my dears she was no myth she was as real as you or me. The daughter of Cadmus and Harmony, the sister of Semele the mother of Pentheus and a Bacchante who in her Maenad rage slew her son thinking him a beast at their orgy to Dionysus. I found an old inscription that said she fled here and in her grief took her own life to be buried here by her servants. And my dear boys we have found the old woman!!" The man beamed with the thought of what was here and you could see the hunger in his eyes. It was in fact Marie who told the two students to bring their tents and gear here as they tried to find the best way to open the tomb. Steven led the exultant Henry into the shade though he quickly came back and began to seek other signs on the doorway to Agave's tomb. As they searched Marie joined Dimitrios and Theo in going back to the camp and preparing for the move to the newly-found tomb. The two men conversed in low voices until Dimitrios spoke. "Do you think it true that we have found the tomb of Agave Professor?" Marie considered her answer and then gave it. "Yes I think it true. Not the Agave of myths but the Agave of ancient history. If it is what we think it is we have the greatest discovery in the Greek world since the discovery of Troy. You know the legend of course?" Theo shook his head. "Well Agave was the daughter of Cadmus and Harmony, Cadmus had founded Thebes after rescuing Zeus from the Typhon and sowing the dragon's teeth. He was given Ares and Aphrodite's daughter Harmony as wife. Well they had four daughters, Semele who gave birth to Dionysus whose father was Zeus and another called Agave who married Pentheus a very ambitious nobleman of Thebes. Well Agave exposed the shame of Semele who was thrown out of the city and died of exposure, Pentheus using her shame was able to become king of Thebes in place of Cadmus." Swallowing some water to wet her dry throat she waited and continued with her story. "Dionysus was taken to Asia and waited and learnt there until a man he came back to Thebes using his gifts he seduced Agave and her daughters in into wild orgies with him. Pentheus heard about them of course and spied on the women as they practiced their Bacchanal, Dionysus driving them mad made them see an animal that they tore apart only finding out later that they had ripped apart their father and Agave's husband. There was even a hint of cannibalism, as it was the people of Thebes drove out Agave, Cadmus and Harmony as well as Agave's daughters. There the legend ends, what Henry found was a shard of pottery that talked of a coven of Maenads led by Agave in these hills." "No matter what you think of Henry he is a brilliant Classical Scholar and combing all references he came to the conclusion that there had been a secret Dionysian sect that had sprouted her around 1800BC and that they had been hunted to extinction by the later invading Dorians. So we came looking and I think we have found the find of the century. So to work and lets find out more." Finished the two Greeks stripped to their shorts and packed the four wheel drives with the camping gear. Marie admired their bare muscular chests and bodies Dimitrios muscled like the young Herakles and Theo a young Akilles with long dark hair tied in a ponytail. Her body tingled and she licked her lips. It was such a shame that Steven was Henry's lover, she shook her head it has been too long since I have had a man. Then she jumped into the Land-Rover and traveled to the start of the dry creek bed where with practiced ease they set up a camp. As the day grew dim Steven and Henry joined the others and told Marie of finding engravings on the door of grapes and bees both signs of the Maenads. Around dinner they discussed what they would do the next day over glasses of ouzo. As the night drew on all of them turned in and slipped into their beds. Marie slipped into the sheets of her bedroll clothed in cotton panties and t-shirt. She tried to imagine what lay behind the door. She seemed to hear the sound of bees in the distance and then it seemed to deeply rumbling drums that came from the earth beneath her and interrupted her thoughts . The dull throbbing seemed to squeeze her and excite her, her cunt seemed to throb with the vibration that soaked into her body. Marie's body ached with need and passion, she felt hot and bothered and she was sweating so much. Rising she found that her body was swaying to the rhythms in the air. Somehow her hands touched her body and she found them cupping her breasts and pinching her breasts. Shaking her head she stepped into the night air and was hit by the stifling scent of pine in the air. Turning to Steven's tent she heard the sound of passion and could see framed by the lamp there shadows. Henry's shadow seemed to kneel before Steven and his head bobbed back and forth as he sucked on the cock before him. Again her hands cradled her breasts and she slipped her hand between her legs and felt the furnace that was her cunt. The cloth was wet with her juice and she groaned. The two men made such a noise that she felt their passion in the air as Steven came into Henry's mouth. Stumbling Marie moved to the edge of the camp only to be taken by surprise as two hands clutch her shoulders. They turned her around and lips pressed to her, a tongue slipped between her lips and she felt it massage hers. The hands that turned her rips the cloth of her t-shirt exposing her breasts. Fingers massaged and pressed her breasts massaging them gently and then pinching the rising nipples. She grunted in pleasure and then surprise as another set of hands pulled her panties from her body. Still air touched her naked cunt and she shivered. Then it was shivers of delight as fingers stroked her ass and slipped below the crease to open her wet lips. The man before her slipped down her body taking a breast between his lips and bit softly into the firm flesh. His hands joined the other man's at her cunt and he stroked the wet fur between her legs adding to the pressure she felt there. She needed something inside her lips, she craved a cock there. A cock rubbed back and forth over her ass and it was so tempting. She wrapped her hand about the hard flesh and she was bent forward till she dropped to her hands and knees. Her mouth open she breathed heavily until a cock touched her lips. She sucked the head into her mouth and caressed the balls that were so near her. A groan escaped the lips of the man she sucked on and he rocked his body back and forth allowing his cock to slip in and out of her mouth. It was a piston that she drew on, taking its energy into her mouth. A shudder passed through her body as the man behind her thrust his cock into her cunt. Violently he thrust, this was no gentle love-making but a harsh ripping need to take and feel pleasure. He pounded her cunt with deep hard thrusts that tripped her into orgasm. As he punished her cunt with delightful pleasure Marie sucked on the cock in her mouth and it slid deeper into her mouth until it went down her throat. The hair tickled her nose as it was buried in it. He allowed her to suck and torment his cock until unable to cope he moved out and now stabbed into her mouth again and again. Marie realised that she was being fucked in mouth and cunt at the same time and she ground her cunt back along the cock that pierced her as she sucked and licked harder at the cock in her mouth. Crowing broke the air as she felt the harsh spasming cum of the man behind her. He filled her with his cum and pumped it deep into her as he came, cum flooded into her mouth and though bitter she swallowed it. The liquor slid down her throat and she wanted it all. She cried in frustration as the softening cocks slipped from her body. Hands lifted her to her feet and she felt lips again press to hers. As they did so she caressed the softened cocks near her. About her it seemed the air was full of the rhythmic throbbing that goaded her onwards. Her body swayed to the noise that seemed to catch and hold her. In the dim moonlight she saw the man's body lying on the dust and the cock probing into the air as she squatted above it and guided her cum stained cunt so that she felt the fleshy spear slide deep into her body. She felt hands stroke her breasts and pinch her nipples. Kneeling above the man she felt the cock slip in and out of her lips as she rocked back and forth on the flesh. Behind her she felt hands part her ass cheeks and a cock press between them, lips kissed her earlobes and her neck. Her body shivered as she felt the cock press against her hole and she relaxed the muscles about it. Pain shot through her body as fingers pulled at her nipples and the cock pushed into her virginal ass. She squealed as the cock thrust into her ass, it seemed she could feel the cocks rub each other through the thin skin that separated cunt and ass. The cock in her ass felt huge and it felt deliciously dirty as it stretched her tight rear passage open. Throwing her head back she screamed again this time with pleasure and felt the cocks thrust into her filling her. Lips kissed her on the lips and her face. Her nipples tingled as fingers pinched and pulled at them but above all she came. Each orgasm was stronger than the other and she felt herself slip between the intense sensations that flooded her body. Her screams were joined by guttural grunts of pleasure. "Yes, harderrrrr I need it harderrrr!!!!" Cum flooded her cunt and then she felt the shooting of cum into her ass. They thrust hard into her and emptied themselves. She was a receptacle for their pleasure, yet she was not just that but a willing participant of this fucking. They slowed much to her displeasure and then softened. Her ass farted as the cock slipped from it and she felt the dribbling of cum from her cunt and ass. Covered in dust and cum she crawled between the two men and bent towards the soft cocks with her mouth... Part 2 Marie woke with the sun shining in her face and the clammy contact of flesh to hers. At first she did not know where she was and then realised that last night was no dream as she gazed into Dimitrios' sleeping face. He was naked as she was, turning she looked into Theo's face. This was horrific but she remembered that she had been a very willing participant of these games. Slowly unwilling to wake them she unhooked the encircling arms and made her way to her tent. She washed herself thoroughly with the water bucket she had and dressed, through the canvas walls she heard the others rise and make their way around the camp. What could she do, she wanted to run away from this but she was professional enough to realise that she could not do that. Taking two deep breaths she opened the flap and stepped out into the camp. Henry smiled at her sheepishly and swallowed coffee. He offered her a cup and she took it eagerly. "Had a restless night my dear?" Marie blushed and looked away but answered,"Just a little, you look tired also." Henry merely smiled. As she looked up Dimitrios and Theo had a quick smile for her and ducked their heads. As they did so Marie realised that there would be strained conversation but no one would discuss what happened last night. Steven stepped to the spent fire and looked at the others. Grunting angrily he threw his coffee onto the ashes and looked at the others. "Up we get ladies time to open a tomb." As he spoke he walked to the truck and opened the doors. With something constructive to do the others rushed to the trucks. It took time to get the simple A-frame crane into position since the trucks could not be brought to the site. The men worked at setting up the device as Marie and Henry studied the rock seal noting it carefully. Finally they were ready and the two Greeks drilled holes where they were able to thread chains to lift the heavy stone. As she looked at it Marie felt a deep unease about their actions, each time she had touched the stone there was a tingle against her skin and she felt aroused again, her blood seemed to beat a tune in her ears. Her revery was broken as the engine was started and the chains contracted pulling at the stone. At first it seemed to resist the pressure but then with a dull groan eased from the cave. "Stop, get that seal down and put away." Henry cried as he rushed to the entrance. He held a hand to his face as old air rushed past him. Henry called for torches and Steven brought them to the frustrated members of the team. Then with the torches on the team led by Henry crawled through the dark passage until it opened out. Henry's cries of delight hurried them to the cavern and they found they could stand. The torches circled the chiseled niches and wall showing jars and sculptures. At the centre of the cavern was a magnificent marble altar topped by a mummified body. Moving as though in a trance all six of them gathered about the body. "She's beautiful," Henry muttered in awe. Marie agreed that this woman was remarkably well preserved, her face was withered but her hair was there and still shone a lustrous gold. Her breasts though withered were exposed above her yellowed linen tunic. He legs were exposed and what was amazing her cunt seemed fresh, her lips fleshy and almost waiting for a cock to thrust into her. She seemed to radiate a sensuality that affected each of them. Across her breast lay a staff topped by a V that held a pine cone in it, wrapped about it was dead vines, a Thyrsus the sign of a Maenad and worshiper of Dionysus. It almost shone a deep gold and Marie reached for it. Her fingers wrapped about the smoothly polished wood and felt a deep warmth spread through her as she touched it. A groan escaped her lips as it seemed that her body was wrapped in an orgasm. Then her mood evaporated as Henry spoke. "Well my lads and lass time to make an inventory of what is here. Stephen get the camera we need to make a photographic record of everything here." At his words the spell was broken and the others moved around the cavern carefully noting each piece and when Steven arrived with the video and camera they recorded the goods. Even though Marie moved to the pottery goods and sought inscriptions on them her thoughts were centered on the Thyrsus and it seemed to call her. It must have been noticed for Henry came over to her and questioned her. "Marie are you all right? You seem to be distracted. God knows we have the right to be happy with all we have found but we must do this right." Her cheeks burning she threw herself into her work and noted the inscriptions before her. With a sharp intake of breath she called to Henry who hurried over from the altar and the mummified body on it. "Yes?" "The inscription on the plate says ' For the Lord Cadmus of Thebes.' " Henry's face lit up at the news and he clapped his hands,"Wonderful keep looking we have proof that this tomb was for the write time. My God Marie she is magnificent." He looked to mummified woman and smiled again. As Marie followed his gaze she felt dull throbbing roar run through her body and beat inside her head. Perhaps she screamed for suddenly she saw Henry and the others looking down on her before the beating of drums in her head took her into the darkness. Part 3 She saw the flickering of flames and heard the pounding of the drums before her. She was naked and walked mesmerized to the lights. Suddenly she saw before figures almost animal-like leaping and dancing about the flames and before the figure on the stone throne. He looked at her his smile perfect upon perfect lips, his face unblemished and yet inhumanly cruel, his brown eyes devoured the dancers below him and he whispered a word to her. Come! The pounding of the drums throbbed in her body, her nipples ached with excitement and she leaked sweet juice from her cunt as she watched. A figure came to her and a beautiful woman her hair of spun gold pulled her into the circle. The woman carried the Golden Thyrsus and she guided Marie in her moves until Marie howled to the man watching her. She danced and leapt offering her body, her passion and her love to the man above her. He smiled more and signaled to her. The Thyrsus touched her and the woman her eyes a bright sapphire blue took her to him. Naked her feet barely touched the warm sand and behind her she heard and felt the others dance harder and with greater passion. As she approached him he uncovered his groin and exposed to her the most wonderful cock she had ever seen. It seemed to be carved of the smoothest golden sandstone. She ached to touch it and her clit ached being so hard, she knew that she would cum just touching his sceptre for he needed no other to show his kingship. He touched her hand and she slid to her knees before him. Opening his legs she crawled between them and reached to the cock before her. Yet he took her hand and caressed it with his, her body convulsed with the most powerful orgasm she had ever felt. The smile on his face held her and she felt his hand touch her face. Now she knew what she had to do and she bent to his cock her lips open and ready. The Golden Thyrsus The smell of his maleness made her drunk and almost swoon. Still she moved until she was above that golden meat and she licked her lips and then touched the precum on the perfect flesh. She shivered with delight as she came again at this touch. Her lips slipped over the plum of his head, her tongue explored and worshiped the glans and felt the heaviness of it in her mouth, sucking deeply she found that all she wanted was his pleasure, to be only his. Her head bobbed up and down and she was delighted as his hands combed through her head. His flesh throbbed beneath her tongue. She wanted and needed to be his so much she could not touch herself though her body burnt with need and desperately needed the relief of orgasm. He came with the sweetest of sighs and sweet cum filled her mouth. She drank his gift feeling it burn through her body and deep into her soul. He spurted string after string of cum, more intoxicating and powerful than any wine. It stopped and he pushed her head away from him, he pulled her face to his and kissed her chastely but her orgasm washed through her body and she wanted to weep with his gift. A touch of his hand on her cheek and she stood the blonde woman beside her and pointed with her Thyrsus into the darkness. The drums pounded into her head and mind. Marie woke up with a start in her bed her clothes soaked with sweat and the sound of the drums in her head. Rising she swept her clothes from her body and smiling left the tent into the comforting dark of the night. The breeze curled about her, touching the hard nipples, touching the streams of juice running from her soaked pussy. The others seemed busy with other tasks and she slipped through the night invisible to them. Marie saw Dimitrios near the truck but turned from him as she saw Theo enter his tent. She drew back the flap and stepped into the tent as he was about to turn on his lamp. "Don't! Leave it dark Theo." Startled Theo looked up and stared," Dr Bradshaw are you well? Why are you naked? " "Enough talking Theo I need you. I want your cock in my mouth." As she said this she walked over to the startled young man and kissed him. Her hands stroked his cock through his shorts and he grew quickly. Undoing the button and zip she slip his cock free. He groaned as she pushed him onto his cot after drawing off his t-shirt. She looked at him, he was a lovely boy she thought and in her head the drums throbbed and she swayed to their rhythms and slipped next to him. Kissing him her hands roamed over his body softly touching his cock but not letting him cum. He mouth caressed and licked at his nipples and he groaned with his pleasure. Looking up she spoke,"Will you play a game with me Theo?" He gave a grunt in affirmation and she reached into his clothes, finding what she wanted she tied his hands to the metal frame of the cot. Then she tied his feet to the cot. "There you can't escape from me." Undulating down his body she threw a leg over his chest and took his cock in her hand. It throbbed in her fingers and she began to lick it like an ice-cream. Her as moved back until her cunt pressed against his face. He began to lick against her lips and slipped his tongue into her hot wetness, he sought her clit but she did not want to cum yet but pulled a little away as she teased and held him tightly not letting him cum. She clenched her knees against the side of his chest and slid her hairy cun back against his mouth and nose. His tongue slipped between her lips and lashed her finding the treasure he had sought. He played and caressed her clit and she came into his mouth. Her body tightened and she sucked hard on the head of the cock in her mouth. The grunting and laboured breathing was drowned out by the drums that crashed in the silence of her mind. Wanting him to push into her more she pushed harder against his face and she felt him try and lick more and he wriggled beneath her. She released his cock a little and licked the precum that escaped. He wriggled harder against her body and she released him. The dark hair bobbed up and down as she sucked and licked at this man's cock. Her fingers squeezed his balls trying to push his cum into her mouth, his nose was thrust into her cunt as he fucked her with it. She came continuously as the nose pressed against her clit and she groaned as his cock thrust into her mouth. Then she felt his cock tighten as his cum shot through it and she sucked out each drop she could until there was no more to get. Swallowing each drop she rested her body against his as she gathered her energy. Satisfied she slipped off him and looked down into his open eyes. The drums were beating slower now and she smiled at Theo still tied and quiet in his cot. Bending over she kissed his blue lips softly and closed his unseeing eyes. As she did so she smiled knowing that he would be pleased with her. Marie stepped out into the warm breeze naked save for the cum and juice that stained her body. Behind her lay the still body of Theo still bound to the bed. Part 4 The woman allowed the wind to caress her naked skin. It touched with invisible fingers her hard nipples, caressed the curve of her small breasts. She felt the movement of air over her clit, hard and swollen it peeked out into the air and she felt it dry the juice leaking from her cunt. Closing her eyes she saw again the Master of her heart, that man who she had seen in her dream. His smile rocked her with the exquisite sensation of orgasm rushing through her body and she gasped with the strength of it. Her heart leapt as he smiled at her, his lips curved perfectly and his eyes holding her. Opening her eyes she knew what she must do to please her Master. Naked she walked to the trucks and where she knew Dimitrios was. Torchlight showed her that he was under the engine. Kneeling she reached out and touched his cock through the cloth of his shorts. He started and swore as he bumped his head against the engine block. "Relax Lover, I need you," Marie cooed lustily as she released his cock from his cloth prison. Wrapped in her fingers she pumped her fist up and down feeling him grow longer and wider. It excited her that his cock was hard and throbbed in her hand. The smell was arousing and above all the drums thundered about her driving her passion onwards. She released him and squatted above the upright spear that jutted towards her. Then she settled back facing his feet, his head parted the curtain of her swollen wet lips. Her cunt wrapped about his flesh that pushed into her body. It slid into her until it could not move further. Swaying to the sound of the drums in her mind Marie enjoyed the feeling of of his cock in her and slowly at first she rose up and down on his cock. Reaching forward she rested her hands on his thighs and pressed down, he squealed at first with some pain but quickly it turned to pleasure as her body moved quickly along his cock. He grunted and felt his cock respond quickly. Looking down he could see the curves of her ass as it rose and fell on him. Then he rolled back his eyes as he came and his cock pumped cum into the cunt that his cock was cradled in. As cum shot into her cunt Marie removed her hand from the cut she had made at his femoral artery. As cum shot into her body, blood shot onto the sand and pumped out with each beat of his heart. The drums almost deafened her as she squeezed the muscles of her cunt to extract each drop from his cock. He lay back feeling drained not realising that he was losing blood at an alarming rate till too late he realised something was going wrong. Without any energy he tried to reach to his groin but she stopped him. Too late he tried to move but too weak he could not move. Silently he slipped into a sleep that he would not wake from. Marie watched as the blood slowed and then dribbled from his thigh only to stop. She smiled for she knew that her Master would be pleased with what she had done and she rose seeking the next of her lovers. A deep groan escaped her lips as she realised what she had done, looking at her feet she saw the pale legs of Dimitrios and she wanted to flee from this place. Her legs gave way and she slipped to the blood-stained ground beneath her. How could she do this she wept? She was a murderer and she did not understand why she did this. The drums in her head tried to drown the thoughts but she rocked back and forth on her naked haunches as she wept into her hands. Closing her eyes His face appeared before her and He frowned, the sight of it whipped her soul, scoured her mind and she wept harder for Her Master was displeased with her. He rose from the marble throne and he looked at her. His eyes held contempt in that perfect face and she cringed. Beside him the blonde Agave took His tanned cock in her hands and began to stroke him. It held Marie's eyes and she watched as it grew to such wonderful length and width. Golden precum gathered at the head and she hungered for it, hungered for His cock to pierce her lips. She needed Him to press his perfectly muscled body to her imperfect flesh. Yet she knew that she had failed Him and that he would not give to her His body. On her knees she begged his forgiveness and she wept her contrition for him. His fingers reached to her and he touched her breast, gently squeezed her nipple and she wept tears of pleasure as the pain fled her body. She promised herself to him and that she would not fail him again. He smiled at her and it warmed her, he gathered her in His arms and she came with such an orgasm that she almost swooned. His lips brushed hers and she came even more strongly. Her eyes snapped open and she rose again to her feet and she held no fears or other thoughts now. She knew what she must do and she set about what her Master needed her to do. Part 5 The night was soft and hid her from other eyes as she prepared herself for her task. She washed the blood from her legs and naked walked to the darkened tent that held Steven. It was dark but she could hear his breathing,that deep, measured breathing of someone asleep and she opened the flap and sat next to his sleeping form. He woke and made for the lamp. "Please Steven don't light the lamp,"she whispered. "Marie,are you alright?" He was curious as well as startled. "Yes, I think the excitement was too much and it was stuffy in there." She lied. "Hmmm yes I can understand that, Henry is like a child with a new present. Do you want to talk?" "Could you hold me? I feel as though I need a friend with me. " As she spoke she crawled under the sheet next to him and he muttered something. "If you want to. Marie your naked!" "Yes it is so hot and I couldn't stand any clothes on my body." She moved as she spoke, her arms encircling his body and she felt his body push into hers. Her fingers reached under the waistband under his shorts and he stifled a complaint as she began to manipulate his cock. He hardened and she felt him pushing his cock into her hand. Though Henry's lover he was bi-sexual and would easily bed a woman as a man. She pulled the bedclothes away to allow her hands easier access to his hardening flesh. His shorts quickly fell to the floor of the tent and she bent her head to his cock. "God that's good Marie,"he breathed as she took his cock into her mouth. Soon her head was bobbing up and down on the spear that she held in her mouth. Beneath her Steven groaned with pleasure and he waited for her to take his load of cum into her mouth. She gripped the base of his cock tightly refusing him the pleasure of orgasm and built his desire to intolerable heights. She stopped and he groaned deeply. "Noooooo..." "Don't worry Steven I have something that I think you will enjoy." As she said this she took the olive oil from the table she had left it and began to rub it deeply into the flesh of his cock still not allowing him to cum. It smelt pungent but mixing with his flesh and precum arousing. Quickly her hands found that they could not grip his flesh and she straddled his body. Then kneeling with her legs either side of his body she allowed her hips to settle above his cock. Slowly she settled back until his oiled cock rested against the rosebud of her ass-hole. "I want you to fuck me in my ass Steven. I want you to fill me there like you do with Henry." Then relaxing as much as she could she pressed her hole against his cock. It hurt as it forced open her only recently taken orifice. How delicious it felt as she felt him open her dilated sphincter. She grunted as he pushed his head through the opening and she squealed in pain and pleasure as he filled her bowel. She held him there allowing her tight passage to grow use to the feel of hard cock. It almost felt like a shit to be forced from her body. Then she rose and fell in a slow rhythm that grew faster as her passions rose. Rising and falling the cock thrust into her and she caressed her unfilled cunt. He thrust as she thrust downwards on her and she pushed her fingers in and out of her cunt. A finger rotated above her swollen clit and she came, her juices running like a stream onto his groin. Orgasms thrust into her body and she pumped her body onto his cock faster as he groaned beneath her. Then he cried into the night air as cum shot through his cock into her bowel. Feeling him Marie ground her body against him milking him for his cum. Feeling his cock soften she slumped forward and pushed the scarf against his neck. The two coins fitted against his veins and she pushed down as he found his air being robbed. This was the ligature of the Thug and quickly he passed into blackness and then to death. As he died his cock came again yet this time it was cum and piss that washed into her bowel. The cock slipped from her body and cum and piss splashed over his body and onto the bed. Calmly Marie rose from his lifeless body and closed his shocked eyes. She smiled and hummed a little tune as she cleaned herself and placed two coins over his eyes to pay the Ferryman. She knew that the Master was pleased with her and that she had many things to do this night. Remembering something Steven had said she reached into his bags until she found what she wanted and then stealthily slipped into the night towards the tomb that had been opened only this morning. The air itself pounded with the drums that sang the music that she was dancing to. Part 6 Henry was running his hands over the marble altar that carried the mummified body of Agave. He talked continually creating in his mind the speeches he would make as he announced his great find to the world. He was so taken with his fantasies that he did not notice as Marie slid into the tomb or even know who struck him over the head and into darkness. He awoke to find himself firmly tied to the base of the altar. Before him a naked woman danced in the silence her movements sharp and jerky. Suddenly he realised that he was naked and for some absurd reason wanted to cover his cock. At almost the same time he recognised this dark haired dancer as Marie. He croaked out her name. "Marie?" She stopped and came over to him and smiled. Henry shivered to see this since there was little that was sane in that smile. What had happened to the mousy shy Marie he knew? "Henry so glad you have woken up. I had wondered if I had struck you too hard." She spoke in a sing-song voice as though she was reciting some litany to a beat he could not hear. "Marie, please let me go." "Oh no Henry the Master would not like that. He wants to talk to you." "Master?" "Why the Master of this place! He is so beautiful, you will love him Henry. He has met all the others and they are so happy," she tittered obscenely swinging her body as though to a beat in the air. Henry was growing very afraid as she spoke, she was completely mad he realised then he realised she talked about others and he wondered what had happened to the others of their group. He must try to be cunning in this place he decided. "Marie wouldn't he prefer to meet me untied." "But you will be Henry just not yet." Desperately he began to plead with the deranged woman," Marie you are scaring me. Please release me! Where are the others?" "Don't worry Henry the others are here see they are there." Marie pointed to the corner and Henry could make out the shapes of the others. Still, they were so still and he realised that they were dead. He howled with fear and Marie stood over him smiling serenely and then squatted next to him. She kissed him quickly and spoke soothingly as though she was talking to a child. "Henry it will be alright. They are happy and are with the Master, soon you will be there." She offered his parched lips a deep purple wine that was cloying to his nose. "See this is his gift to us drink it my Dearest Henry." He could not oppose her and opened his mouth and she poured the liquid into his mouth. It was sweet and he gulped it down. As it struck his stomach he began to hear the muffled thud of drums and about the lights there seemed to be figures that swayed back and forth. Looking at his companions they seemed to rise and began to sway to the beat in the air. Then it was as though he was no longer in the tomb but before a throne and men and women danced in the orgiastic splendour of the bacchanal. Naked save for furs and vines they jumped and twirled in the air before the seated figure. Henry looked up and stood transfixed by the beauty of this creature who smiled at him. "He's beautiful." he whispered into the ear of Marie who reached for his cock. "Yes he is, cum for him Henry. Let him see you offer your cum to him." As she spoke she cradled his cock and began to gently stroke the flaccid flesh. Quickly it grew in her hands and he was so hard. She breathed on the head and smiled as precum dripped from his cock. The foreskin slipped up and down over the head and he groaned as he saw the Master. He wanted that perfect cock in his ass. He wanted to kiss the perfect lips. Marie's hand pumped his cock faster as his breathing became ragged and faster. "Yesss that's good. Cum for him Henry, cum for him." "So beautiful,"he groaned and his balls tightened. Cum flooded through his flesh and shot into the air. Marie's hand pumped faster and she milked him of each drop that he could give her. Then as his cock softened she took the golden sickle beneath the altar and cut through the flesh of his balls and cock. She sawed it back and forth until his cock lay in her hands. As his body felt the cutting he felt the vision change. The smile became cruel and his eyes held contempt. As he wanted to scream in pain Marie sliced through his throat with the sharp edge of the sickle. His flesh opened into a second smile at his throat and blood flowed over the woman. He smiled as he died and she drank his blood as it flowed in the wine she held in her hands. Finishing her drink she took up his cock and gently placed it between Agave's legs as she had the others. Almost she had finished, the camp had been destroyed and the trucks safely hidden. They had been secretive of what they had been doing and none knew where to find their company. It had been difficult but she had sealed the tomb again. Now she must finish what she had started, she sat next to the altar and again she saw the dancers leaping about her. There was Henry and Steven doing their dance of love with each other. There a priapic Dimitrios laughing and devouring a breast as a woman ate his cock, Theo was near him and was fucking wildly another dancer, his cock thrusting in and out of the open cunt of his lover. The Master came to her and she felt him open her legs, he pushed her back and raised her legs about his waist. She came as his flesh parted her lips. She screamed with pleasure as he filled her with the smooth cock that stretched and made her feel fulfilled. He smiled at her and she wanted to cum with his cock in her. His long hard cock thrust in and out of her and she felt her pleasure rise as he took her. He would cum soon and she would feel an orgasm the like she would never feel again. Then she felt her body begin to shake as her orgasm began. The Golden Thyrsus Marie's finger tightened on the trigger of the gun that she was pumping into her cunt as she began to orgasm.