By Bernie

Lara looked over the computer screen carefully, her eyes scanning each line of text for any unusual transactions on her credit card.  Suddenly, something caught her attention.  "Hey!" she called to Sara Pezinni and Aspen Matthews, who were her lovers.  The two beautiful women ran to Lara's side and focused on the section of the screen Lara was pointing at.  "I've just hacked into my credit card company's computers, and look here."

Sara and Aspen looked at the line of text above Lara's finger, which read "BRITISH AIRWAYS ONE-WAY TICKET."

"Great," muttered Sara sarcastically, "that doesn't tell us where she is, now she's skipped the country probably."

"Yes, she has, to China in fact." said Lara as she punched her keyboard.  "I've just logged onto British Airways flight schedule, and I'm looking at flights that have left today."

"How do you know she left today?" asked Aspen.

"Because she had nothing but a jacket on, and she's real determined to go where she's needed." said Sara as her police abilities were able to figure out the situation.

"Right Sara." complemented Lara.  "According to the price of the ticket, the only flight that's left today that would match that price is a one-way to China.  Landing in Hong Kong."

"Hong Kong eh?" said Sara.  "So we'll need three tickets there right away."

"Already got them." said Lara as she pressed keys hurriedly on the keyboard, and then clicked the mouse once.  "They are waiting for us at the airport."

"Lara," smiled Aspen, impressed by the archaeologists efficiency.  "You are amazing."

"Damn right lover." smirked Lara.  "Pack your bags kids, we're off."

Jean Grey sat restlessly in her seat, now aware of long length of the flight.  It was a fact that she had overlooked in her haste to follow her psychic tracking of her master, the devil man Sebastien.  Jean purred as she thought about him, remembering how his dark features radiated a handsome yet sinister glow.  Jean felt her clit moisten with lustful urges as Jean began imagining how glorious it would be to become his loveslave.  The horny redhead began clutching her torso tightly, desperately trying to restrain her urges to masturbate in her seat.  Unable to take it anymore, Jean unbuckled her seatbelt and bolted out of her seat to the bathroom, almost knocking over a flight attendent on the way.

Jean entered the small lavatory and locked it, the door lock clicking as the occupancy light outside went on.  Jean shrugged off her jacket, her shapely body fully exposed as it fell to her feet.  Jean admired herself in the mirror for a moment, putting her hand in her red hair and posing seductively.  "Damn you're sexy," thought Jean mischieviously as she grinned, aroused by her own gorgeous figure.  Jean plopped to the ground and stuffed her fingers into her horny snatch, gasping with intense relief.  Jean madly thrust her fingers in and out of her clit, her pussy on fire from thoughts about Sebastien, while being stoked even hotter with her intense self-handling.  Jean's free hand gripped her left thigh and pulled it sideways, spreading her pussy even farther open.  Jean's fingers disappeared into the folds of her labia, emerging only during the upward cycles of their thrusts.  Jean wobbed erotically as blissful waves washed through her body, her muscles suddenly tensing as Jean hit a summit of pleasure. Jean bit her lip as she felt herself orgasm, aware how much attention a scream would bring her on a crowded airplane.  Sticky cum gushed out of her pussy as Jean drowned in a sea of pleasure, the redhead moaning softly as the warm fluid continued to flow gently from her clit.  Pulling her sticky fingers out of her vagina, Jean licked them clean before washing them at the sink, and then used toilet paper to wipe up her love honey off the bathroom floor.  The toilet paper was flushed down the toilet, destroying all the physical evidence of Jean ever masturbating there.  Jean smiled to herself in satisfaction and put on her long jacket, tying it tightly so no one would ever suspect she was naked underneath.  After returning to her seat, Jean buckled her seatbelt and laid back to try to get some sleep, "Soon my master, we will be together..." she thought to herself.

Lara, Sara and Aspen sat aboard the small, private plane which Lara was flying.  Lara remained focused on her task, alone in the cockpit, while Sara and Aspen were in behind her, fastened securely in their seats.  Sara looked over at Aspen, who sat perfectly still in her seat, looking solemn.

"What's wrong Aspen?" asked Sara with concern.

"I'm just thinking about what Jean did to me.  I feel so dirty." pouted Aspen, clutching her torso defensively.

"I know what you mean." stuttered Sara as she thought back to the pain of the massive dildo Jean rammed up her ass.  "But try to forget about it."  The New York policewoman undid her seatbelt and knelt in front of Aspen.  "I won't let anything happen to you.  I love you Aspen."  said Sara as she touched Aspen's cheek gently.

The two gorgeous women gazed at each other's eyes for a few silent moments, until Aspen shed a single happy tear and kissed Sara on the forehead.  "Thank you Sara." said Aspen.  "I love you too.  It's been so long since you and I have made love, just the two of us I mean."  At that moment, Aspen had an idea.

"Hey Sara." said Aspen to her lover.  "Ever heard of the mile high club?"

"What's that?" asked Sara.

"They say if you have sex on an airplane, you've joined the mile high club."

"I see," said Sara, nodding in acknowledgement.  An amused smirk on her face formed as she realized what Aspen was suggesting.  "Is this an invitation?" asked Sara playfully.

"I insist." replied Aspen as she unbuckled her seatbelt.

"You two had better not be fucking back there!" said Lara, her eyes still fixated on sky ahead.

"Why not?" asked Aspen, disappointment in her voice.  "It's hours until we reach China."

"If you start fucking, I'm going to get distracted.  And you don't want me to get distracted while I'm flying a plane."

"Fine." pouted Aspen.  The marine biologist suddenly had an idea.  Aspen went to the very back of the plane, where Sara followed out of curiosity.  Aspen took all the suitcases and placed them side by side like a barrier between them and Lara, who sat far ahead of them in the cockpit.  "What are you doing?" asked Sara.  Aspen giggled and put her finger to her lips, the gorgeous woman almost unable to restrain her laughter.  Sara smiled and almost laughed herself when she realized what Aspen was doing.  Aspen laid down on the ground, and patted the floor beside her to invite Sara to lie down there.  Sara did so, and now the two were hidden behind the wall of suitcases, their voices now drowned out by the engine noise and the greater distance between them and Lara.  "Oh Aspen," giggled Sara in a whisper.  "This is so naughty."

Aspen rolled herself on top of Sara and touched her lover's cheek gently, stroking it with her thumb while gazing into Sara's eyes.  "Less talk, more fuck." whispered Aspen before devouring Sara's plush lips.

"Sara?  Aspen?" called Lara.  No answer was heard.  Lara began getting worried, but knew she shouldn't take her eyes away from the sky for even a second.  "Dammit!" she thought.  "They better not be doing what I think they're doing."

Aspen enveloped Sara's delicious lips with her own, running her wet tongue over Sara's mouth and plunging it inside to french with Sara's.  While the two kissed passionately, Aspen ran her hand into Sara's sleeveless blouse, unbuttoning the garment around her chest.  Soon, Sara's bountiful bosom was exposed, her luscious breasts contained by her white bra, which Aspen was already sliding her hands under.  Aspen cupped Sara's tits tightly underneath the cups, Sara's nipples growing hard and pressing against Aspen's palms.  Kneading the fleshy mounds with relish, Aspen felt her own tits become tight within her bra, and desperately felt a need to free them.

Aspen moaned gently as Sara slid her hands underneath the marine biologist's shirt, as if reading her mind.  Aspen felt Sara's slender fingers slide across her rib cage, while pulling away the material off her torso.  Shudders emerged from Aspen's lips as Sara reached her heaving bosom, her tits hanging heavily within their lace prison.  Sara teased her breasts, gently running her fingers along their sides, and then gently poking at her nipples, which stood erect against the garment's material.  Sara smiled as she saw her lover become restless with lust and hastily pulled her shirt over her head, and then tore off her bra, throwing the pieces over her shoulder.  Aspen's naked tits swayed excitedly above Sara's head, her erect nipples dangling invitingly to her lips.  Sara enveloped one of them and sucked loudly on the small nub, prodding and massaging it with her tongue.  Aspen moaned, clutching Sara's head tightly and holding it to her chest, Sara's sucking sounds drowning out Aspen's moaning.  Sara hugged Aspen tightly, running her hands along her smooth back and down her spine until she reached her pants.  Sara forced the waistline down, enough to reveal Aspen's gorgeously smooth ass.  Sara gripped each cheek and fondled them wildly, sticking her finger up Aspen's asscrack after a few blissful moments of Aspen's flesh.  Aspen gasped as she felt herself become wet from Sara's attentions, her arms still firmly holding Sara against her tit, which the policewoman was still feasting upon.

Sara ran her hands across the waistline of Aspen's pants, moving her way to her crotch, and probed her finger blindly into Aspen's snatch.  Aspen exhaled loudly as she felt Sara brush her pussy hair with her finger, and then let out a loud moan as Sara began spreading apart her labia with her fingers.  Aspen thrust her pelvis forward onto Sara's hand, her cunt lips trying to envelop Sara's fingers.  Aspen buried her fingers in Sara's thick brown hair while continuing to drive her hips against Sara's, until Sara finally slipped one delicate finger into Aspen's moist vagina.  Aspen groaned in rhythm to her erotic gyrations, her body writhing with pleasure against Sara's, pumping her hips onto her lover's finger, allowing her clit to swallow it even further.  Sara moaned around Aspen's flesh in her mouth, her tongue still flicking the sweet nipple with relish while the witchblade wearer's own cunt grew hot.

Aspen hooked her calves around Sara's slender waist, letting out a series of continuous grunts as Sara's finger drove itself farther into Aspen.  Aspen wrapped her arms possessively around Sara, the two women's bodies now fused together in a carnal embrace.  Aspen pumped her hips against Sara's finger like a piston, her pussy burning with intense lust and a need to climax.  Aspen moaned rhythmically with ecstacy, her voice becoming louder until she climaxed with a loud scream, fresh honey splattered out of her cunt, to drench Sara's belly and coat her finger in warm love juices.  Aspen bucked her hips against Sara with wild abandon as she let her body submit to the intense orgasm rushing through her nerves, her fingers gripping Sara's locks tightly as she let out several pleasure cries.

Aspen panted heavily as her orgasm died down, her perfect tits flopping up and down with her breathing, Sara still sucking needfully on one of them like a leech.  Aspen leaned her body against Sara and the two lovers laid on the floor together, their sweat covered bodies writhing sensuously against each other.  Sara finally let go of Aspen's breast, leaving a trail of saliva at Aspen's delicious nipple.  Aspen kissed Sara with her panting lips, breathing her hot gasps into Sara's mouth as their tongues collided.  The two broke off their kiss after a few minutes of intense frenching when Aspen said, "Turn on your stomach," with a smile forming across her still gasping lips.

Sara turned her body around, her thin pants already soaked with love sweat and juices.  Aspen desperately lowered Sara's trousers and drooled at her asshole, a pair of silk panties were shoved up the crack.  Aspen slowly removed the garment and slipped them delicately off Sara's long sexy legs, sniffing them and relishing in Sara's cunty scent that was prevelant on the fabric.  Aspen spread Sara's legs apart and gazed at Sara's ass, her perfectly toned buttocks stood proudly like juicy melons.  Aspen dove onto them and licked up Sara's left buttock, while she groped at the right.  Sara moaned with arousal and closed her eyes to bask in the fleshly pleasure she was experiencing.  Aspen enveloped as much of Sara's ass meat as she could in her mouth and sucked on it needfully, her cheeks puckering with the intensity of her suction.  Sara squeezed her hands into fists and drooled into the carpet of the plane, letting out a loud shudder to tell Aspen to keep going.  Aspen didn't understand Sara's request, but never intended on stopping.  Aspen moved her tongue down the curvy flesh of Sara's butt, teasing her asshole gently by licking against the edges ever so slightly.  It drove Sara wild and made her spread her legs even farther to open her asshole wide for Aspen, which only revealed to her an even more inviting target as Aspen noticed Sara's dripping anus.  Positioning her head low against the ground, Aspen leaped on it like a predator, surprising but delighting Sara as she slammed her fist against the ground.  Aspen slipped her tongue into her pussy folds while her nose was against Sara's crotch, drowning in Sara's heady cunt scent.  Sara raised her crotch above the ground and that allowed Aspen more cunt to eat, which she devoured with relish.  Aspen grasped Sara's thighs and forced them apart while her tongue moved deeper into Sara's hot fuck tunnel, the marine biologist's lips now kissing against Sara's throbbing labia.  As Sara dug her fingers into the carpet of the plane, she felt a massive orgasm rush over her, washing over every nerve in her curvacious body.  Hot cum dripped out of her luscious pussy, which Aspen licked up eagerly.  Aspen licked her lips with satisfaction as she reveled in the taste of Sara's cunty ambroisia.

"Damn it!" exclaimed Lara frustratingly in her thoughts.  "They must be fucking!  And I can't join in!"

"So do I get a membership card?" inquired Sara playfully as she straightened her messy hair and buckled herself back into her seat.

"Sure," replied Aspen jokingly, "it'll say, Sara Pezinni, vice-president."

Sara laughed at Aspen's remark, when Aspen followed it up with, "and I'll be president."

Sebastien and Caitlin waited by their private plane, which had just landed, for their arranged limosine to arrive.  Sebastien stood impatiently, his body swaying back and forth and his hands were nervously inside the pockets of his expensive black suit.  The demon man looked over at Caitlin, who stood clad in only her silk robe, her pregnant belly portruding outward.  Caitlin had very little capacity to speak, and was more of a sexual animal than she ever was.  Sebastien smiled as he realized how glorious she would be now.  He knew that after four months of restraining his hunger for Caitlin, he would ravage her for days after she gives birth.  His cock began straining against his pants just at the thought of the acts debauchery he would commit on her.  Sebastien's fantasy was interrupted abruptly by the sound of the limo pulling up beside him.  "Damn!" he cursed.

Sebastien got into the car and Caitlin followed him obediently, sitting down beside him on the car's leather interior.  As the car began pulling away from the airport, the telephone beside Sebastien rang, and the demon man answered.  "Hello?"

"Ah, Sebastien," a familiar sounding deep voice said on the other end.  "You've arrived."

"Jerad?" asked Sebastien, a puzzled and shocked look appearing on his face.

"Observant as ever Sebastien." replied Jerad.

"You are the last demon elder?" Sebastien asked.

"Yes, does that surprise you?"

"No," smirked Sebastien, "in fact, that would explain why you wanted to start this whole stupid plan in the first place.  You just wanted to fuck my Caitlin."

"Absolutely not!" exclaimed Jerad.  "Humans are disgusting creatures.  Why you choose to fornicate with them is beyond me."

"As are many other things." quipped Sebastien.

"Ahh...your rapier wit is as sharp as ever.  Just bring her to me, and the world will be mine."

"You do mean ours right?" Sebastien corrected.  "That was the deal as was my understanding."

"Yes yes whatever.  Goodbye Sebastien."

Sebastien hung up the receiver and looked over at Caitlin, her sexual fueled thoughts completely ignorant as to the purpose of her being here, and what cataclysm was about to transpire tonight.  Sebastien was about to touch Caitlin on her cheek when he felt something, a mental presence brushing against his mind, as if seeking him.  Sebastien wasn't sure what it was, and as soon as he noticed it, it faded away as if it was never there.  The demon man stood puzzled for a moment, wondering what it was.

Jean drove off in her newly rented vehicle, paid for by Lara Croft's.  Jean smiled as she realized how easy it was to purchase all she needed with Lara's stolen credit card, along with her mind manipulation powers.  Jean stepped on the gas and hurriedly focused on the location of her master Sebastien.  Ever since Sebastien had raped her, Jean's dark sexual side had emerged. Now, after raping Sara and Aspen, she decided her only purpose should now be to serve Sebastien as his love slave.  She desperately longed to be with him, to be abused and raped every night.  Jean wanted to be degraded like an animal, and her pussy melted at the mere thought of it.  Jean moaned and closed her eyes, when the vehicle began swerving.  Jean snapped back to reality and concentrated on driving.  She knew that she had to live, or she would never know the pleasure of Sebastien's touch.

"We're here," announced Lara as she landed the plane.  The three women got off and saw two jeeps head towards them, each one driven by a Chinese man.  One of them stepped out of the jeep and walked up to Lara.  Lara and the man greeted each other in Chinese and the man handed Lara the keys to his vehicle.  Lara thanked him graciously and the man bowed to her before boarding the other jeep with the other man and drove off.

"Wow," said Sara with awe.  "I didn't know you spoke Chinese."

"I don't." replied Lara.  "I know just enough to get us landing clearance, and a car.  By giving him a lot of money."

The three women got into the jeep, which was stocked with weapons and camping equipment.  Aspen sat in the back seat and began typing into a notebook computer, while Lara and Sara sat in the front, with Lara driving.  Aspen looked up from the screen, which displayed information from a wireless connection to the internet.  "You were right Lara," said Aspen as she closed up the computer.  "News sources say another temple just like the ones we've already seen has appeared near the end of the great wall.  How did you ever guess?"

Without taking her eyes off the road, Lara responded, "Jean came here, probably coming for that dark man and his woman.  The woman is being taken to those temples to become impregnated, and they only appear for a short period before disappearing, as if they are waiting for her.  Jean led us to China, and a temple pops up."

"So we should find those two there." deducted Aspen.

"Exactly." said Lara, her foot hitting the gas pedal even harder.  "Let's stop them."

"Master," muttered Caitlin Fairchild as she staggered through the dark hallways of the temple.  "Sick again.  Tummy hurts."

"Really now Caitlin, I'm getting tired of hearing your whining." sighed Sebastien.  "It's only been about four months you've been pregnant.  Normally it would be nine, and you only get to have sex once at the beginning.  Don't you enjoy the sex?"

"Yes." replied Caitlin, hanging her head shamefully for annoying her master.

"After all, is there another purpose to your existence?" grinned Sebastien.

"No."

"That's right, and don't ever forget it.  Ever.  You are mine, you serve me and only me, not even yourself.  Understood?"

"Yes."

"Good.  We're almost there." said Sebastien confidently as the couple continued striding down the halls to the main chamber.  Soon, the tunnel ended in a large room, similar to the rest that Sebastien and Caitlin had visited around the world, except this one was noticeably larger and taller, with a more ornate fertilization altar in the center.  A figure dressed in a hooded monk-like outfit stood silently beside it, his face invisible to Caitlin and Sebastien but he was clearly watching them attentively.  "Take off the hood, Jerad." smirked Sebastien.

The hooded man lowered his hood and revealed his face, which was an extremely handsome human male.  Caitlin gazed at his perfect features, his chiseled face and cheeks, his shimmering blue eyes, and his close cut but still shiny head of blond hair.  Caitlin gasped and felt her knees grow weak as she continued looking at him, unwilling and unable to look away.  Caitlin felt her pussy grow moist and her eyes closed as she imagined how glorious it would feel to mate with him.  Sebastien noticed her lust for Jerad and scowled at the elder demon, who smiled back devilishly.  "Looks like both parts of my plan worked out perfectly."

"What do you mean?" asked Sebastien.

"I put on my good face," replied Jerad, his hand gesturing towards his perfect visage, "make that dog of a woman want me, and make you burn with jealousy.  That was always your weakness Sebastien, and that's why you were never fit to be a ruler."

"I had my reasons for becoming what I have become.  And I regret nothing." said Sebastien defensively.

"No need to make excuses for my sake," said Jerad, a hint of patronizing in his voice, "in a short while it will all be over.  This bitch will give birth to the ultimate demon after I fornicate with her for three hours."

"Three hours?!" exclaimed Sebastien.  "I was not informed of that!"

"You were not informed of anything, you should really read your demon tome.  In fact, my copy is right here." Jerad held his palm up and in a blink of light, an ancient leather-bound book appeared in it.  "You may read it now if you wish Sebastien.  You'll have a lot of time to kill while me and your bitch get acquainted.  What is her name again?"

Sebastien extended his hand and the book floated towards him.  "Caitlin," the angry demon man said as he gripped the book in his fingers, "Caitlin Fairchild."  Sebastien's grip on the book increased as he uttered the name of his fuckslave, the leather squeaking with the pressure.

"Good, then I'll know what to scream out as she pleasures me." said Jerad maliciously, a grin forming on his face.  "I am assuming she will pleasure me of course.  Heh heh heh."

Sebastien gritted his teeth and glared at Jerad's audacity.  "How dare he mock me!" he exclaimed in his head.  "I'll get him when this is all over, someday."  Sebastien walked towards Caitlin and angrily tore off her robe, eliciting surprised gasps from the pregnant girl.  "Go fuck him," reluctantly ordered Sebastien to his pet, "but don't enjoy it."

Caitlin excitedly obeyed and ran towards the altar with almost giddy enthusiasm, her pregnant belly and milk bloated tits bouncing with energy that matched her anticipation.  Sebastien turned around and began reading the book, deciding it would be best if he ignored what was about to happen.

Caitlin wrapped her strong arms around the tall man, who stood at a height of six feet, similar to her.  Caitlin kissed him on the lips with animal hunger, her tongue penetrating his lips with unbridled energy and lust while she began hooking her right leg around his, pressing her crotch against his suggestively.  Jerad did not kiss back in any way, and simply pressed Caitlin's shoulders with one short burst of force, and the redhead went back.  Caitlin staggered a step backwards before regaining her balance, the heavy weight of her baby and milk causing difficulty.  Caitlin looked confused as she wondered why this seemingly god-like man would reject her advances.  The man simply disrobed before her, revealing his equally god-like body to her hungry eyes.  Caitlin almost felt like an orgasm would rush through as she looked at his features, as if her every fantasy about a man had been personified in this one.  Caitlin stared at his stiff penis, drooling at the sight of it.  "Cock good." the redhead slobbered as she dove for it.  Jerad moved out of the way at the last moment and grabbed her thick red hair, causing Caitlin to whimper in pain.  "Get on the altar you worthless cunt." ordered Jerad sternly, his blue eyes cold as steel.  Caitlin obeyed, thinking that her obedience would be rewarded.  Jerad sat down on the altar and spread his legs apart.  "Get in here." the demon man demanded, pointing at his cock.  Caitlin kneeled between his thighs, her juicy snatch an inch away from the tip of his cock.  Caitlin reached out and was about to gently embrace this man when he pushed her again, sending her on her back.  Before Caitlin could comprehend what happened, Jerad pinned her arms down with his strong calves, and then mercilessly drove his manhood into her vagina.  Caitlin screamed as she felt the warm sensation of his meat filling her uterus, her fingers clenching as she tried helplessly to withstand the pleasure, her arms quaking under Jerad's strong legs.  Caitlin shreiked continuously in pleasure as Jerad began thrusting himself in and out of her wet vagina.  The demon man gripped Caitlin's hips and grinded her pelvis onto his cock, as if trying to impale her on a spear.  Caitlin closed her eyes and screamed one intense scream at the top of her lungs as her psyche shattered, her transformation into a sexual beast complete, her mind now completely incapable of speaking or coherent thought, just a constant need for lust.  "AHHHHHHH!!!" she screamed in ecstacy, her body undulating erotically beneath Jerad as she felt his shaft lodged firmly in her belly, threatening to expand and climax within her at any moment, and she could hardly wait.

Sebastien grimaced with each increasingly loud scream, which were becoming harder to ignore.  He feared he had lost his Caitlin.  Even though he had no real emotional attachment to her, he craved her fleshly pleasures like mad.  Sebastien tried to read the ancient pages of the tome, and finally found the passages relating to the Demon Mother prophecy.  In them, they spoke of a woman with hair as red as the flames of hell, with features like the purest of angels, and the strength of a god.  One passsage in particular caught Sebastien's attention:

    And after seven demons couple with this woman, she shall give birth to the ultimate
    With unstoppable power, this being shall rake upon the earth an incredible wrath in the name of his fathers
    He need fear only the ultimate taboo

"Taboo?" Sebastien asked himself out loud, wondering exactly what the tome referred to.

Jean drove her rental car through the thick grassy fields and stopped at the base of a large black structure, similar to the ones she had seen before in Ireland and Egypt.  "Here I am master Sebastien," thought Jean excitedly, her pussy already dripping with excitement.  Jean stepped out of the car and ran to the entrance of the temple, disappearing into it's dark shadows.

Moments later, a jeep pulled up beside the hastily abandoned car, and three women emerged.  "I'm assuming that's Jean's car," observed Sara, pointing to the abandoned rental.

"It probably is, no one else would be crazy enough to go near this place.  Even the police and army are spooked." said Lara as she loaded clips into her pistols.

"So what are we doing here?" asked Aspen as she fastened a holster around her slender waist, a black body glove surrounding her body.  "I've been asking myself that question since we left England, and I still can't answer it."

"We're here to save that girl, and possibly the world." replied Lara, loading up her M-16 with a new cartridge.  "Many ancient civilizations believed in human/demon spawns with immense power that would destroy the world either out of confusion or loyalty to their parents.  I have a feeling this is what we've been dealing with all this time."

"And you've just come to this conclusion how?" asked Sara.

"Think about it, this girl gets fucked around the world by demons on an altar, probably a place where they can transfer a piece of their power to the baby.  And, that girl seems to be pregnant, in fact, she's going through the stages abnormally fast.  I think she's going twice as fast as a normal person, her fetus has a growth spurt whenever she gets fertilized."

"So she would be giving birth today." said Aspen as she realized it was almost four and a half months since they first started chasing this girl.  "If this demon fucks her, her fetus will grow to full size, and then..."

"Birth." realized Sara with dread in her voice.

"We have no time to lose, let's go." said Lara confidently, although deep down, she was terrified.  Sara commanded her witchblade to expand, and instantly, sharp metal barbs burst out of her wrist, encasing her hand in a metal glove while other tendrils expanded to cover her breasts and crotch over her jeans and crop top.  Aspen holstered two pistols while holding a shotgun, all the weapons given to her by Lara, who also brandished twin pistols along with a fully loaded M-16 at the ready.  The three women stood by the entrance of the dark temple fearfully for a moment, before deciding they must step inside.  Just as they were about to, Lara spoke, "You two, I just want to say, if I don't make it out of here, I love you both very much."

"I love you too Lara," said Sara, the witchblade wearer kissed Lara on the mouth.  Aspen followed by saying, "Me too Lara, and I know we'll all make it back okay." before kissing Lara on the mouth as well.  Lara walked into the tunnel ahead of Sara and Aspen, who kissed each other behind the archaeologist's back.  "I love you Aspen," whispered Sara before following Lara into the darkness.  Aspen stood outside for a moment and sighed.  "I love you too Sara." she said before embarking into the unknown.

Caitlin grunted and gasped intensely, her body a blur as she madly thrust her body in rhythm to her rapist's.  Caitlin wrapped her long legs possessively around Jerad's torso while arching her back up and down like a wave to shove his cock even farther down her hungry vagina.  Caitlin gripped Jerad's legs for support as she slammed her hips like a piston against Jerad while squeezing her legs tighter around his waist, the demon man's testicles slapping against her anus.  Her lust-filled wails echoed through the room as the mindless girl orgasmed, her pussy bursting with honey around Jerad's stiff pole while the demon rapist exploded with seed, the warm fluid rushing down Caitlin's uterus before feeding into her fertile womb.  Caitlin screamed and screamed at the top of her lungs, her face so contorted with lust she was almost unrecognizable, but still retained her unbelievable beauty.  Jerad grunted as his demon seed spilled into her, the demon man wasn't even sweating while Caitlin was soaked with perspiration and her lungs panted desperately for air.  The cruel demon waasn't even finished cumming when he continued slamming into Caitlin, her breaths coming in short, painful gasps as each one was cut off by a glorious thrust, driving his demon shaft deeper into her belly.  Caitlin did not care how out of breath she was nor how close she was coming to suffocation.  All the girl wanted was for Jerad to continue, "Harder!" she attempted screaming, but her cries came out only as soft whispers that were broken up by Jerad's onslought.  Caitlin was already exhausted, but her nipples and pussy continued to throb with endless need.  Her flesh radiated with heat and sexual exhaustion, while her nerves burned with salicious desire.  By Caitlin's new logic, her desperate need for sexual pleasure was enough to risk her own life.  "Fuck me." she tried whispering, which came out as a slurred grunt.

Jean fell to the ground as honey splattered out of her cunt, drenching her quaking thighs.  Her jacket was wide open and her skin was soaked with love sweat, her mental link to Caitlin still functioning.  Jean had been wandering through the maze for an hour, and she was going mad with her desperate need for Sebastien.  Jean's left sandal was missing, long forgotten in her lust-induced wanderings.  "Sebastien..." she moaned, her pussy still leaking as it laid bare on the cold stone of the floor, sending chills against her labia.  Jean forced herself to her feet and continued walking, her arms against the wall with every step to prevent her drained body from collapsing again.  Jean wandered down the hallway slowly, hoping that this passage would lead to her reason for existing, Sebastien.

Caitlin laid limply on the altar, her arms dangling lifelessly over the sides as Jerad continued fucking her.  Caitlin made a futile attempt to thrust her pussy onto his cock in rhythm with his own humping motions, but she lacked the strength to even clench her fingers.  Caitlin had long ago let her body surrender to Jerad, her mind drowning in a sea of ecstacy as she entered the second hour of their coupling.  Even Caitlin's legs, once firmly squeezing Jerad's body against hers, hung limp on the altar's stone face.  Caitlin's fetus had grown considerably larger since she had first entered the temple, now it appeared she was six months pregnant.  Sweat completely coated Caitlin's voluptuous body, while cold cum still drenched her inner thighs.  Her shoulder length red locks were plastered against her head with her perspiration, the smell of her orgasms wafted through the room, where Sebastien still sat reading.  Sebastien caught a glimpse of Caitlin, Jerad still hovering over her and humping her rapidly while she laid back like a ragdoll, her body moving only in response to his fucking motions.  Sebastien glared at her with insane jealousy, the demon man drooling with hunger at the sweat that glinted off her skin like sweet wine, as if teasing him to take a drink.  Sebastien buried his nose in the book yet again, although his mind was focused on Caitlin.  "Soon, my slave, soon.  I will make you experience pleasures reserved normally for devils."  Sebastien reassured himself by reciting that line over and over.  His thoughts were suddenly interrupted when Caitlin's seemingly lifeless body screamed and undulated with wanton excitement with another ferocious orgasm, the latest in a countless number she had experienced with Jerad.  Sebastien growled with anger as he saw her scream with pleasure, her mouth hung slack long after she had exhausted her scream in an expression of pure ecstacy.  Sebastien looked away and continued chanting reassuringly in his mind, "Soon my slave, soon."

Lara, Sara and Aspen continued wandering through the halls, a flame emanating from Sara's witchblade gauntlet was their only source of light as their flashlight batteries had died out minutes before.  "We've been here for hours," conplained Aspen, her feet sore from the constant walking.

"It's only been ninety four minutes," corrected Lara as she looked at her watch.

"That still isn't a short time to be wandering lost through a dark maze.  I want out!" Aspen whined.

"Take it easy Aspen," said Sara, "I know how you feel.  You're experiencing something like cabin fever.  Don't worry, we will get out of here.  We're not stranded or trapped."

"But we are lost, and it's so dark in here, and we have absolute no idea to go!!" Aspen snapped.  Aspen was about to burst into tears when Lara comforted her, taking Aspen into her arms.  "It's okay Aspen, let it out." she said gently to her lover, who began crying softly into Lara's shoulder, soaking her tank top with her tears.  "Hey look at this!" said Sara, who was now a few steps ahead of the couple.  Aspen stopped crying and sniffled once to silence herself, while Lara let her go gently and ran over to Sara, who knelt at the ground pointing at something.

"Look.  A sandal." said Sara, picking up the discarded shoe.

"That's my sandal." said Lara, grabbing it.  "I think Jean took it.  But where's the other one?"

"Who cares?  We know Jean came this way, and we'll have to assume she knows her way better than we do around here.  So it means we continue onward." said Sara, pointing her finger forwards.

Jean stumbled around the corner, her pussy throbbing with intense lust, to face a long hallway where at the end, she saw straight inside a larger room, where she saw Caitlin Fairchild being raped on top of a short, black pillar.  Jean's face lit up with joy as she realized she had reached her destination, and she ran to the main chamber excitedly.  As she emerged from the doorway, a sudden blurred force slammed into her from the side, pinning her to the wall.  After a moment of disorientation caused by the surprise, she saw the devilishly handsome face of Sebastien breathing into her as he held her arms tightly against the wall.  "You!" he fumed, the demon man recognizing Jean from Egypt.  Sebastien filled with rage at the sight of her, thinking she was still allied with Lara, Sara and Aspen and trying to rescue Caitlin.  Jean breathed heavily as she looked face to face at Sebastien, her heart racing with excitement as her ultimate fantasy of being restrained by Sebastien came true.  His hot, angry breath felt like heaven against Jean's skin.  Jean tried to speak, but she was too choked up and aroused to speak.  For a while, the two looked at each other awkwardly, Jean was aroused by Sebastien, while Sebastien angrily glared at her.  Soon, the demon man's anger faded as each passing moment told him Jean was not here to resist him, and he noticed more of her unbelievable body.  Her jacket, the only piece of clothing she wore along with a single sandal hanging on her toes, was wide open, revealing her well toned, ravishing figure.  Her chest was adorned with a pair of beautiful, succulent tits that bobbed excitedly with her heavy breathing, her nipples erect with arousal.  Her large tits accented her flat stomach, which was well built but still extremely feminine, Jean's body was among the most beautiful Sebastien had ever seen.  His eyes traveling downward, he stopped at her red-haired vagina, the pubic bush already slick with sweat and cum from her multiple psychic orgasms with Caitlin.

Sebastien was about to kiss Jean's trembling lips when he felt a sharp pain in his left temple.  He let go of Jean, who fell to the ground in a heap, and put his hand to his head, revealing he was bleeding massively.  Sebastien turned around and saw Lara Croft, Aspen Matthews and Sara Pezzini in the room, Lara already pointing a smoking pistol at Sebastien.  Without saying another word, Lara pulled the trigger again, and sent a bullet flying into Sebastien's chest, which landed and embedded deep into the demon man.  Sebastien fell over with the bullet's force, his mind desperately trying to use his dark magic to heal himself before he expired.

Aspen Matthews pointed her shotgun at the muscular man humping Caitlin and fired.  The shot rushed towards the man's sweaty back and just as it was about to penetrate his flesh, it richoched away as if he was made of steel.  Jerad turned his head around while continuing to fuck Caitlin, who panted loudly with his every thrust, and glared at Aspen.  Aspen was about to pull the trigger again when Jerad's eyes glowed and the shotgun exploded in her hands.  Before the pieces could even fall to the ground, Jerad's glowing eyes changed colors to red and suddenly Aspen felt her brain get rocked with an intense migrane, and then felt nothing.

Sara saw Jerad glare at Aspen with his glowing eyes, and watched as in the span of one second, Aspen's shotgun exploded and she dissolved into water, her empty clothes collapsing into a puddle.  "NOOOO!!!!" Sara screamed, running toward her lover Aspen, delaying her attack on Jerad.  Sara dove at the puddle and saw to her horror the water evaporate before her eyes until there was nothing left of Aspen but the pieces of her broken shotgun and a set of moist clothing.  "Aspen..." Sara cried, burying her face in Aspen's clothes, her lovely scent still on them as Sara wept.

Lara heard Sara's scream and her mouth fell wide open in shock as she turned and saw Aspen evaporate.  Lara saw Sara begin to cry and was about to join her in mourning when she felt an immense pain in her stomach and screamed.  She turned and saw Sebastien had gotten up, his hands now talons, and had just swiped across Lara's chest.  Lara saw blood ooze from three long slashes across her abdomen, and fell over limply in pain.  Sara looked up and saw Lara fall over, her shirt red with blood and her eyes rolled back as she hit the ground.  "LARA!!!!" she screamed, her eyes gushing with salty tears.  Sebastien grinned and turned toward Sara, Lara's blood still dripping from his metal talons.  Sebastien dove toward Sara with inhuman speed, his talons ready for a swipe, when Sara blocked them with her own metal barbs.  Sara commanded her witchblade to become a flurry of metal spears, and instantly Sebastien found himself bombarded with countless jabbing metal barbs, slashing him everywhere.  By the time the chaos was over, Sebastien fell to the ground in a slashed, bloody heap.  Sebastien moaned as he felt his energy fade away, Sara hovered over him with rage burning in her eyes.  Sara formed a large, metal point with her witchblade and positioned it between Sebastien's eyes, gritting her teeth as she prepared to drive it through the demon man's head.

Caitlin felt Jerad's mandhood expand within her and she braced herself by gripping Jerad's powerful legs with as much strength as she could muster.  The redhead licked her lips secularly in anticipation and panted loudly as his demon shaft expanded more, and more, and more, until he did one more massive thrust and he climaxed for what seemed like the millionth time into her.  But this time, for the first time since he began raping her, Jerad grunted.

Sara's ears were shattered by the sound of Caitlin Fairchild's scream.  Jerad's demon prick exploded with sperm, overflooding her vagina.  Caitlin screamed out her lust over and over, her skin red with both the intense heat of love making as well as the strain of screaming.  Caitlin's body writhed endlessly with indescribable carnal excitement, as the most intense pleasure Caitlin had ever imagined was magnified times ten and washed over her body like a million tidal waves, each one reaching it's peak as Jerad's seed pumped it's way into her.  Caitlin's fingers reflexively gripped tightly around Jerad's muscular calves, her fingernails digging deep into his skin, but the powerful demon didn't even notice.  Her mammoth sized tits sloshed penduously back and forth with her body, their milky cargo giving them an extra weight that made their jiggling patterns erratic.  Every cell in her body felt the full force of the pleasure, a pleasure far beyond a simple orgasm.  To Caitlin, it was as if she was feeling every orgasm she had ever felt with five times the intensity.  Caitlin's brain was bombarded with sexual pleasure, her already shattered psyche reaching an overload of pleasure, her mind numb as she went into a euphoric state of bliss that she hoped would never, ever end.

Jerad grunted yet again and his seed stopped flowing and he pulled his cock out of her vagina, her vulva seeming to resist his leaving with their tight embrace, but Jerad managed to leave.  He stepped back and admired his handiwork, Caitlin laid panting and practically unconscious as her naked, sex soaked body sat still on the altar.  Caitlin smiled as she basked in the after effects of the pleasure high she had, even it's residue was intoxicating.  As even the aftershocks faded, Caitlin felt her vagina burst and hot liquids began pouring out.  Caitlin screamed, this time in pain as her cervix began stretching.

Sara looked up, brushing her long brown hair out of her face.  She didn't realize she had passed out from the red head's wailing.  She saw the pregnant girl lying on the altar, her rapist now standing beside her and watching as vaginal water ran out of her cunt like a river.

"Oh my god," thought Sara as her eyes widened in shock, "her water broke, she's about to give birth!"

Caitlin squealed and shouted in pain as her she felt an intense pressure building against the inside of her womb.  "AARRRRGHHH!" she bellowed, "MASTER!!"

Sebastien staggered to his feet and lurched slowly towards Caitlin at the sound of his name.  His body still bled profusely from Sara's attack, but already his demon magic was hard at work to repair his wounds.  "Yes...Caitlin." he stuttered weakly through cut lips.

Caitlin could not respond and continued screaming, her body rocking violently with muscle spasms.  "She's in labour you idiot!" barked Jerad.  "The glorious day is upon us!  The ultimate demon is being born!!" he rejoiced, raising his arms in victory.

Caitlin thrashed restlessly, her stomach throbbing with pain.  She screamed in agony, vaginal fluids continuing to gush from her crotch to drench the black stone beneath her.  Jerad hung over her, spreading her legs, urging her to push again and again
until a head emerged from her widening slit.  Sebastien cocked his eyebrow with surprise as he saw the baby looked human.  Caitlin groaned with intense effort, her stamina draining away as the baby slid out of her body.  Finally, the entire baby emerged, it's feet sliding out of her slimy hole.  The baby screamed and cried continuously upon taking his first breath, his young cries echoing in the large altar room.  Caitlin sighed with relief as she felt the great weight leave her body and her cervix was able to relax.  Caitlin laid dormant on the stone altar, the normally cold stone now sticky and hot from the hours of passionate sex she and Jerad had.  The small baby continued to cry loudly, confused and lost as it laid between Caitlin's outspread legs.  Jerad picked it up and put it between Caitlin's tits, the baby instinctively crawling to her left nipple and suckling on it, drinking his mother's sweet breast milk.  Caitlin closed her eyes and sighed happily from the pleasure rather than any motherly affection, since her shattered intellect was incapable of comprehending that the baby was hers.  The baby drank hungrily from Caitlin's bloated milk sac until it sucked it dry, leaving it nibbling on his mother's tender nipple.  The infant stopped drinking, leaving a trail of sticky drool around Caitlin's breast, and slowly stood up and walked off Caitlin's sweaty body, eerily silent.

Sebastien noticed the child seemed somewhat taller already after drinking Caitlin's milk.  Jerad noticed the metamorphosis was well.  The baby seemed to grow taller with every step, until it jumped off the altar and landed on it's feet.  Then, it's eyes glowed an ominous shade of green and it roared like a lion.  Before the two demon men, the baby grew within seconds into a young adult.  It looked around at it's surroundings with confusion before staring at the two men.  "Father?" it uttered in a puzzled tone.

"I am your father." said Jerad, stepping forward.  "You will obey me."

"No." the demon spawn replied, his eyes narrowing into angry slits.

"What?  But the prophecy said..." Jerad stuttered, panic building in his voice as he sensed how much power the boy had.

"It said," Sebastien said, still gripping his slashed and bleeding arm, "that the baby would, 'rake upon the earth an incredible wrath in the name of his fathers.'  Guess what Jerad, you're not his only father.  And many of them are dead.  So he's confused now.  This was all for nothing."

"What?!" Jerad blurted.  "This creature," the demon man pointed an accusing finger, "is useless now?!!"

"Useless?!!  Useless?!!!!!" the young demon growled, his eyes blazing with demon energy.  Raising a finger towards Jerad, energy bolts ignited from his finger tip, slamming into Jerad.  Jerad didn't even have a chance to scream before his body was atomized in a blinding flash of green light.  Sebastien turned to the demon boy, his fingers still crackling with power while pure anger glowed in his eyes.  The boy roared, his cry cracking the dark stone of the temple walls.  Slamming his fist on the ground in frustration, a massive rift split into the ground, travelling up the walls and opening the ceiling.  Sebastien staggered out of the way as best he could as the floor shifted wildly and large pieces of obsidian came crashing to the floor.

Sara shook her head to clear away her grogginess as she watched the demon boy destroying the temple with his tantrum.  "The boy is confused and unloved.  If we don't stop him, he'll bring this place down with us in it!"  she thought.  Sara aimed her witchblade at the demon boy and an intense flame burst rushed out of her fist.  The newborn demon didn't even flinch as the flame dissipated inches away from his skin, as if hitting a glass wall.  The demon boy turned toward Sara and glared.  Sara dove at the demon with her witchblade claws extended, in an attempt to sideswipe the boy.  The boy dodged at the last second and threw an energy ball at Sara, sending the policewoman flying and hitting the opposite wall with a loud crack.  Sara collapsed into a heap, and saw her vision was blurring as darkness began enveloping her.  She felt a sticky feeling in the back of her head, which she recognized as bleeding.  Lara Croft watched helplessly as Sara smacked into the far wall, her own injuries leaving her powerless to do anything.  "God help us." she whispered.

Sebastien walked to Caitlin's side, his love slave still heaving from her previous ecstacy trips.  "Caitlin," he said to her as he extended his hand, "we have to leave.  Come with me."

Caitlin weakly rolled herself off the altar, her shapely frame now back to it's original state of goddess-like perfection.  Caitlin stepped up to her weakened master and helped him hobble towards the exit as the temple quaked and collapsed around them.  As they were a few feet away from the passage to freedom, the demon boy appeared in a flash of light, temporarily blinding the couple.  "No one leaves!" he screamed, his voice thundering through the room.  Caitlin staggered backward as she covered her eyes, her corneas burning from the intense illumination.

"Fuck you you won of a bitch," thought Sebastien instinctively as he felt the pain flare through his eyes.

The ultimate taboo...

"The ultimate taboo...that's it!" Sebastien exclaimed as the revelation came to him.  As the demon man's vision returned to him, he gripped Caitlin's arm and whispered into her ear as she rubbed her vision back into her eyes.

"Caitlin, do you want to have sex?" Sebastien asked Caitlin.

"Yes." said Caitlin enthusiastically, her voice purring like a beast.

"So does he.  Fuck him, fuck him like you would me."

"But...you...don't...want...me?" Caitlin sobbed, her undying devotion to Sebastien evident with her moistening eyes.

"Of course I do, more than anything.  Just do this for me, you would do anything for me, wouldn't you?" Sebastien said, his voice reassuring Caitlin as Sebastien cupped her chin gently.  Caitlin sniffed back a tear and smiled.  "Yes." she said obediently.

The demon boy had forgotten Sebastien and Caitlin, concentrating on random, meaningless destruction as he increased the intensity of the quakes, intent on shaking the temple to it's foundation.  Caitlin ran up to him from behind and tackled him to the ground.  "What?!" the demon yelled in surprise and anger.  Caitlin forced herself on top of the demon's back, her luscious breasts pressing acutely against his back.  The demon felt something strange as he felt this woman's nipples rub sensuously against his skin, he felt good.  His crotch began to grow hot while his penis began forming it's first erection.  Caitlin purred seductively and slowly turned the demon onto his back, letting the confused but curious demon look at her.  Caitlin appeared like an angel to him, his first glance of a woman was already one of the most beautiful on the planet.  Caitlin touched his cheek and asked softly, "You're a big boy aren't you?"

Caitlin kissed the boy wetly on his mouth, which was already gaping wide with awe at her beauty.  Caitlin clasped her lips around his and inserted her wet tongue.  The boy, unaware of what was going on, resisted at first, until Caitlin's tongue darted out like a snake to wrap around his.  The demon boy enjoyed the sensation of this woman's tongue on his, and sucked hungrily on it while working his tongue around her's with unbound passion.  Caitlin moved her lips down to lick up his chin and neck licentiously, his skin glistening with her saliva as she worked her way south.  Caitlin moved down to the boy's erect penis, which was enormous.  Caitlin grabbed it with her hand and moved the tip of it into her lips.  The boy grunted as she consumed his shaft, the sensation completely new to him, but was unbelievably enjoyable.  Caitlin sucked needfully on the meatpole, her cheeks puckering tightly as she increased her suction.  The quakes rocking the temple slowly stopped as the boy closed his eyes and panted while Caitlin gave him his first blowjob.  Caitlin slid her lips up and down the veined pole until she settled her hungry mouth posessively around the head of the boy's cock, nibbling gently on the expanding tip and flicking it with her tongue.  With a grunt, the boy climaxed inside Caitlin's hot mouth, allowing her to drink his semen greedily.

The boy groaned as he came, relishing in the ecstacy of his seed pumping into this woman's mouth.  Instinctively, he plowed her down, his cock still erupting with cream and sending a surprised Caitlin on her back.  The boy forced herself on top of Caitlin and without mercy slammed his cock into her, penetrating her juicy snatch.  Caitlin moaned with bliss, her drool mixed with the boy's sperm oozing out of the side of her mouth.  Caitlin bucked her hips wildly against the boy, who rammed his demon pole in and out of her vagina with unleashed carnal hunger, grunting loudly like an animal with each thrust.  Caitlin gasped as her body was rocked by her rapist, who was actually her son.  The demon boy buried his head in Caitlin's quivering tits, sucking on them as hungrily as he did as a baby, chewing on her tender nipples with lewd ferocity.  Caitlin panted rapidly and her body undulated as she felt a climax approaching.  With a scream that echoed through the partially wrecked chamber, Caitlin Fairchild experienced an orgasm thanks to her son, who climaxed in tandem with his mother, sending a river of hot sperm into the same womb he originally emerged from.

Sebastien watched this act with a sinister grin on his face, his wounds still bleeding heavily.  "Got you, mother fucker." he wheezed before collapsing, his demon healing magic draining him of his stength as they worked on repairing his body.

As the demon boy grunted lustfully above his panting mother, his load ran out and he stopped dead in his tracks.  He felt a sudden numbness in his entire body as if he couldn't move.  Then, it began to happen in his fingertips as he lost all feeling in them.  He looked at them and to his horror, they were vanishing, as if he was made of dry sand and the wind was blowing him away.  He madly jumped away from Caitlin, his still erect penis popping out of her wet vulva with a loud slurping sound.  "ARRRRRGGGHHH!!!" he screamed as his his arms faded away, followed by the rest of him, until there was no evidence of his existence but his seed inside his mother's womb, who was sleeping silently after having amazing sex with a man she didn't know was her own child.

Everyone in the temple laid unconscious as the sunlight seeped in through the cracks in the ceiling.  The silence was broken by a the sound of a single sandal clicking against the stone floor.  Jean Grey stepped into the light as she surveyed the damage.  Lara Croft laid bleeding on the floor from a long wound on her stomach, while Sara laid unconscious from a blow to the head.  Although she was not visible, Jean could sense Aspen Matthews was in a coma-like state.  Jean scanned with her powerful mental abilities and located the remnants of her consciousness, situated where her moist clothing lay.  Jean picked up the black body glove and rang it out, sending a few drops of water to the ground.  Jean concentrated on these droplets and with her telekinesis formed them into one larger drop.  Jean now had enough stable matter to reactivate the slumbering consciousness within.  The small droplet seemed to shimmer for a moment, and then began growing.  The drop expanded into a puddle, and soon the middle of the puddle began rise, as if the water were being attracted toward the skies.  The water continued to expand outward and upward until it began to take the familiar shape of a human.  The water continued to define the contours of the body until it was clearly the shape of a curvacious female.  Within minutes, Aspen Matthews laid before Jean in an angelic water body, the sunlight that shone through her majestic figure created rainbows that refracted across the walls.  As Jean admired the colorful light spectrums, they faded away as the clear water turned to tanned flesh, and Jean saw Aspen Matthews lying naked in the flesh.

Jean stood over the beautiful marine biologist as her eyes fluttered open.  Aspen moaned as her eyes strained to focus, and she gasped in shock when she saw the face of Jean Grey.  Aspen rolled into a fetal position and cowered before Jean, who stood naked in front of her except for a dirty-looking black jacket that hung wide open in the front, revealing her stomach and crotch fully.  "What do you want?" she asked cowardly, her words shivering.

Jean said nothing and concentrated her mental powers, "Sleep." she whispered, planting a strong hypnotic command into Aspen's brain.  Aspen slowly stopped shaking in terror and drifted back into unconsciousness.  Jean gazed over Aspen with lust, licking her lips in hunger.  "I have reformed you, now I will have you." she thought as she shook off the heavy jacket.  As Jean stared at the ravishing beauty before her, contemplating what debauchery to submit her to first, she heard a moaning from behind her.  The telepath turned around and saw Caitlin Fairchild lying naked on the floor.  Jean stood in awe at the sight of this magnificent specimen.  Jean's pussy grew wet just at her appearance.  She was the most beautiful woman she had ever imagined.  The slutty redhead panted as she gawked at Caitlin in lust, her mind and heart already racing as she imagined the wanton acts of carnality she would perform upon her.  Jean forgot about Aspen and raced toward the semi-conscious girl with beastiality on her mind.

Caitlin stumbled into consciousness, her mind groggy and her vagina feeling stretched.  She felt her stomach, and found it had reverted back to it's original state of muscular beauty.  "Master?" she called out, confused about the loss of her baby.  "Master?!" she cried out again, desperation building in her voice.  Instead, she was greeted by striking, naked redhead who leered at her hungrily.  Caitlin stared at the woman curiously, unsure of who she was.

"Who is this master?" Jean asked as she stood before the lost-minded girl.

"Master Sebastien." she muttered, those two words were the only things she was capable of saying coherently.

"Sebastien..." Jean whispered as that name rang through her head.  Jean closed her eyes and breathed heavily as she remembered her desire for that demon man.  Which was when she realized how Caitlin was his slave.

"You can't have him!" Jean exclaimed.  "He's mine!!"  Jean glared at Caitlin and sent a psychic command into her brain, severing all her mental dependency on Sebastien and granting them to her.  Caitlin sat slack jawed as her Jean plucked components from her mind.  Jean felt an overload of carnality and lust entering her brain as she discovered the dark eroticism that came with being Sebastien's slave.  Jean screamed as she felt her mind become numb as her intelligence faded away.

When it was finished, Jean was no longer a woman.  She was an animal, living only for the ecstacy that tingled from her ever-burning pussy.  Jean collapsed under the intense mental strain of transformation, purring softly like a cat as she slept, her perfect tits rising and falling in unison with their now constantly erect nipples bobbing atop them.

Caitlin fazed back to reality rubbed her groggy head.  Her mind had been relatively repaired, although her memories from the past several months were intact.  Aspen Matthews reawakend at roughly the same time as Jean's mental powers faded away with her intelligence.  Aspen looked around and saw Caitlin, naked but awake.

"Who are you?" asked Caitlin as she staggered to her feet, avoiding sharp rubble.

"I'm Aspen Matthews." Aspen replied, which was when she realized she was completely naked in front of a stranger.  Aspen covered her crotch and tits with her hands as best she could.

"Sorry," said Caitlin, turning her head in politeness.  "Are..you here to rescue me?"

"Y-yes.." said Aspen, wondering why she was choking up.  Her fingers hovering over her pussy brushed by them, which was when she realized she was wet.  Her nipples pressed hard against her arm, and Aspen kept staring at Caitlin's body.  "Those tits," thought Aspen as she stared at Caitlin's luscious breasts, "my god.  She's unbelievable."

"C-can you help me get my friends out of here?" asked Aspen.

"Yes.  I think we should get out of here now.  What about this one?" asked Caitlin, pointing at Jean's slumbering form.

Aspen looked at Jean for a moment, contemplating on a decision as she reflected upon her past experience with Jean.  "Leave her.  I don't think we can do anything about her."

A few days later...

Aspen Matthews, Sara Pezzini, Lara Croft, and Caitlin Fairchild all stepped out of the car and into the front foyer of Lara's massive estate.  "I'm going to have to go back to New York soon." said Sara, exhausted from her long flight and her recovery from the head wound she sustained.  "I called work, they'll give me my job back.  I told them how Jean raped me, so they gave me some extra time to 'get over it.'  Like I'm ever going to completely forget about it."

"I have to go soon too." said Aspen.  "I have some job interviews with some major corporations.  Some of them look very promising."

"I understand." said Lara solemnly, placing a hand on each woman's shoulders.  "What about you Caitlin?"

Caitlin paused for a moment, and then said, "I don't know.  I've been that demon man's slave for so long, I don't remember any life before it.  All I remember is having sex and being raped by that man, and others.  I remember nothing but sex, like I wasn't a person, just a piece of meat." she began sobbing.  "God, I'm so fucked up."

"Take it easy," said Lara reassuringly.  "You can stay with me as long as you wish.  Maybe you can go with me on some of my archaeological expeditions?"

Caitlin sniffled for a moment before saying through her tears, "I don't know.  I just want to think about what to do first."

"Alright, do that Caitlin." said Lara before turning back towards Sara and Aspen.  "Now, your flights don't leave until tomorrow evening, right?" the British woman said with a smile.

That night, Caitlin Fairchild slept soundly in a bed for the first time in many months.  She tossed around a bit, but for once, it wasn't from a wet dream or demonic rape nightmare, but rather just general discomfort.  Caitlin awakened, sighing as she realized she would probably never go back to sleep.  Caitlin looked down at herself, looking at her body, and how the nightgown she borrowed strained to contain her flesh.  "That's all I've ever been since I got this body." she uttered softly, tears forming in her eyes.  "Just someone's fuckslave." she mumbled as she fought to restrain her weeping.  Caitlin suddenly heard footsteps and giggling from outside her door.  For a moment, Caitlin forgot about crying as she wondered what the cause of the noise was.  She got out of bed and crept quietly to her door, opening it just a crack to peer into the hallway.  Caitlin could see Sara and Aspen tip-toeing away, as if trying to sneak by without being noticed.  Both women were dressed in their simple slip nightgowns, which made Caitlin realize they weren't leaving the house.  Caitlin slowly followed them as the two women got far away enough.  Soon, the two women both went into a door, which Caitlin knew was Lara's room.  The door slowly swung shut behind them, but Caitlin was able to dash out quietly and stop the door with her finger, leaving her a means to see inside.

Lara laid back on her massive bed, her fireplace crackling loudly with a roaring fire, filling the room with a steamy heat and a flickering orange glow.  Lara laid naked upon her bed, seductively leaning on her hip while her massive breasts hung freely sideways.  Without saying a word, Aspen and Sara slid the shoulder straps off their nightgowns and let the simple garments fall to their feet, leaving all three gorgeous women naked and panting with lust as they stood in the room, their fires of passion as intense as the fireplace's blaze.  Aspen and Sara crawled onto the bed, Sara leaned against Lara and Aspen on Sara.  All three women carressed each other lovingly for a moment before unleashing themselves.

Sara crawled on top of Lara, straddling her lover around her neck and thrusting her snatch into Lara's face.  Lara sniffed at the brown-haired pussy with relish, drinking in the thick musky scent.  Sara panted heavily with arousal as Lara's hot breath blew into her clit, making her wet and horny.  Lara nuzzled her lips against the policewoman's vagina, her brown pubic hair ticking her nose as she kissed Sara's moist labia.  Sara moaned with sweet ecstasy, her cunt throbbing with lust as drank in the experience of Lara sliding her juicy tongue deep into her.  Sara pumped her round ass up and down atop Lara's face, feeling Lara's tongue slide into her womb, carressing her warm fucktunnel with ferocious intensity.  Sara's breasts flopped in rhythm to her obscene humping motions as she tossed her head back with rapture, sending her gorgeous brown locks flying with erotic motion.  Lara enveloped Sara's crotch completely with her mouth, sucking harder and harder as Sara came closer to climaxing.  Sara's slim body dripped with sweat, her long hair sticking to her back like a cloak.  Sara felt her muscles tremble as she began to climax.  With a loud scream, Sara orgasmed, her pussy gushing with cum down Lara's ravenous throat.  Lara closed her eyes and ravaged Sara's leaking clit, sucking loudly as she savored the taste of Sara's honey.

Aspen Matthews positioned her face at Lara's crotch as Sara humped Lara's face.  The gorgeous tanned woman knelt at Lara's chestnut-brown bush and licked it gently, causing Lara to tremble with desire.  Aspen gently licked Lara's hairy clit repeatedly, intent on arousing Lara before satisfying her.  Lara gyrated her hips invitingly in circles, offering herself to Aspen for her pleasure.  Aspen responded by plunging into Lara's snatch, wrapping her lips around the archaeolgist's juicy labia.  Aspen's tongue snaked out and slipped in between Lara's fleshy petals, igniting her hot flesh with lust.  Lara moaned around Sara's crotch, using that arousal on Sara, the three lovers like a machine, working their lust in tandem.  Lara undulated her sensuous body like a wave, thrusting herself harder on to Aspen's mouth probe.  Aspen sucked loudly on her lover's crotch, her cheeks puckering with the intensity as she relished in the sweet taste of Lara's juices.  Aspen reached forward to squeeze Lara's soft tits, flopping erect with lustful energy and rhythm.  Sweat glistened on both girl's bodies as Aspen sucked eagerly on
Lara's throbbing cunt, then drank her warm cum as the archaeologist orgasmed ferociously, sending delicious honey into
the black haired girl's thirsty mouth.

After both Sara and Lara were spent and their clits were sucked dry by their perspective lovers, Sara turned around, leaving her pussy smothered against Lara's lips, to look at Aspen, who still knelt dutifully at her lover's clit.  "Kiss me." Sara commanded in a sensual whisper, her breath heaving with sexual exhaustion.  Aspen leaned forward and devoured Sara's trembling mouth, sliding her tongue into Sara's warm mouth.  The two women's tongues danced lewdly, carressing and embracing like separate entities, while Sara continued pumping her ass onto Lara's probing tongue.  Sara shuddered inside Aspen's mouth from Lara's tongue licking, the archaeologist's slimy muscle slithered up and down her uterus like a snake, coating her insides and labia with her hot saliva.  Aspen and Sara continued to kiss, their passion never ending as they fondled each others large tits.  Aspen leaned back, gasping as Sara sucked hungrily on her left nipple, the policewoman wetly raking her lover's heaving bosom.

Caitlin gasped as she watched the show, her eyes wide open with awe as she felt her pussy grow wet.  Her emaculate body grew sweaty, causing her nightgown to cling to her every curve.  Caitlin fell to her knees as they gave away, her cunt trembling with arousal and hunger.  Caitlin continued staring with captivation as the three women fornicated with wanton abandonment.

Sara pulled her tongue out of Aspen's carressful mouth, leaving a trail of gleaming saliva as she did so.  Sara pushed Aspen on her shoulders, causing her to fall over.  The lustful cop gripped Aspen's long legs and grabbed them, forcing them apart and pulling them closer to her, her eyes targeted on Aspen's luscious pussy.  Sara bent over and nuzzled her nose against Aspen's dark pubic bush, gasping loudly into them as Lara's tongue slid in and out of her womb yet again, threatening to explode with another climax at any moment.  Sara quickly ate into Aspen's heady cunt, sucking wildly on it, desperate to make her lover cum.  Aspen cried out sensuously, her moans echoing through the room like a siren's wail.  Sara pumped her body back and forth between her two lovers, her ass thrusting onto Lara's slick tongue while Sara tongue-fucked Aspen up her hot clit.  Aspen gyrated her body in rhythm to Sara, driving her crotch onto Sara's wet mouth probe.  Aspen increased her intensity with lust-fueled enthusiasm as Sara's tongue drove itself into her burning womb, Aspen bucking madly like a wild bull.  Her lusciously round tits flopped wildly as their nipples exploded into hardness, feeling like milk would burst out of them at any second.  With a scream muffled by a mouthful of delicious pussy, Sara climaxed, feeding Lara more of her delicious love honey.  Aspen climaxed in sync with Sara, screaming out her lust in full, unrestrained force, the melodic notes of her pleasure wails like music.

Caitlin felt her head grow light as she continued her voyeurism, her body growing weak with rapture until she could no longer support her weight and finally fell over, swinging the door wide open as her body hit the floor.  The licentious trio of women turned and all three gasped with shock as Caitlin looked at them awkwardly, her face just as red as theirs were.  Caitlin slowly stood up, never taking her staring eyes off the three beautiful lovers, her nipples poking through the fabric of the tight slip she wore.  Caitlin closed the door behind her, and as it made a satisfying click, she stepped forward, her hands slowly moving up to the shoulder straps of her clothing.  Moving them over her toned shoulders, she freed her tits from the confinement of the outfit and let the slip fall to the ground, leaving it in a heap.  Caitlin crawled onto the bed, the three lovers still standing still with smiles growing on their faces.  Caitlin laid herself flat on her back and spread her legs and arms, giving her entire body to be ravaged by these insatiable women.

Sara stepped off Lara, her pussy still dripping with honey and leftover spit.  Lara got up from her lying position and straddled the newcomer's face, just as Sara had done to her.  Lara tossed her head back, clearing a wisp of chestnut hair from her face, her long braided ponytail flashed across her back like a whip.  Lara licked her lips hungrily, cleaning the last of Sara's cum off her face.  "Fuck me." she said to Caitlin, a smile forming across her face.  Lara immediately began humping Caitlin's face, crushing her crotch against Caitlin with forceful, rhythmic pushes.  Caitlin nibbled on Lara's pussy lips, which were already slick with honey and sweat.  Lara groaned heavily with every thrust, her large tits bouncing uncontrollably with her crotch pushes.  Lara grasped Caitlin's head with both her hands, burying them in her rich, shoulder-length red hair.  The British woman pulled Caitlin against her crotch even tighter, locking her head in place even as she thrusted wildly.  Caitlin placed her hands on Lara's taut buttocks, carressing the firm curves of her luscious ass.  She spread Lara's cheeks apart, pulling her cunt even harder against her face, her tongue now ramming the deep walls of Lara's uterus.  Lara's back began undulating with the increase in ecstacy, her spine rippling like a wave as she continued thrusting her hips against Caitlin's face.  Lara closed her eyes as she became overwhelmed with sexual bliss, her mouth hung limply open with loud shudders emanating from her lush lips with every passing second as climax approahced.  The shudders spiked into a scream as Lara orgasmed, her back tensing with orgasmic throes and her clit gushed with hot cream down Caitlin's throat.  Lara grasped handfuls of Caitlin's hair as she slowly recovered, her breath coming in heavy gasps.

Not wanting to be left out, Sara and Aspen each dove onto one of Caitlin's massive tits.  Both naked women took one into their mouths, their lips barely able to envelop a fraction of her flesh.  Caitlin moaned, likening the erotic sensation to when her rapists used to suck milk out of her nipples.  Sara and Aspen licked up Caitlin's flesh, gently biting the young woman's sweaty white skin, drinking her sweat with relish.  Sara moved her groping hand down Caitlin's toned stomach to her red pussy bush.  Sara carressed Caitlin's labia with her fingers, her fingertips burshing against them with the gentle feeling of a paintbrush.  Caitlin moaned huskily, her clit burning with lust from Sara's teasing.  Sara gently spread apart Caitlin's thick pussy lips and violently drove her fingers up her uterus.  Caitlin gasped loudly, her hips already bucking desperately in response.  The bed rocked with Caitlin's pleasure spasms, since she was the tallest and heaviest lover there.  Sara drove her fingers up Caitlin's hot fucktunnel, massaging her inner walls and shoving her entire digit upwards until it disappeared, swallowed up by Caitlin's hungry vagina.  Caitlin felt Sara's finger tip inside of her hot belly, driving her wild with arousal.  Caitlin threw her head back in bliss as her brain sent sexual waves of pleasure through her body.  Sara thrust her fingers brazenly in and out of Caitlin's clit, until Caitlin screeched with climax, coating Sara's fingers with her cum.  Caitlin shuddered continuously, ecstacy rocking her brain and dulling her senses.  Sara took her cum-soaked finger and offered it to Aspen, who took it in her hands and licked it clean, continuing to suck her lover's fingers afterward with brazen carnality.

Sara moaned, her hot skin gleaming with sweat from the orgy.  Aspen, Lara and even Caitlin felt the same, all their bodies shimmered in sticky sweat, illuminated only by the flashing orange glow of the fireplace.  Aspen forced Lara off Caitlin's face and needfully reached over to kiss the tall redhead.  Caitlin accepted Aspen's tongue submissively, her mouth still flooded with Lara's hot cream.  Aspen sucked loudly on Caitlin's lips, drinking in her saliva and the sweet aftertaste of Lara's head cunt ambroisia.  Aspen pulled her mouth wetly out of Caitlin, savoring in the flavor of the passionate kiss.  "God you're beautiful." she whispered sensuously to Caitlin.

The four women made love all night, with every possible coupling happening.  The four women each experienced orgasms beyond count, each one satisfying their moist licentious hungers upon each other's flesh.  Not a moment passed when all four weren't coupled off having sex, and in the final hours of the night, havok ran amok as they fondled and licked each other with reckless abandon.  By morning, the room absolutely reeked of perspiration and cum as the four women slept soundly, the sweaty bodies lying tangled in lewd positions against each other on the disshelved bed, now a pool of their sexual fluids.  Aspen and Sara barely made their flight, but they did, and promised to be back very soon.  Lara went on another adventure, to raid another tomb in Egypt.  Caitlin meanwhile, despite offers from all three women to join them, decided to go on her own temporarily.  She thanked them all for rescuing her and for a wonderful night, and wandered of, knowing someday, she will return to them.

Epilogue:

The lowly servant man walked through the halls of Sebastien's mansion, entering his master's private chambers.  Loud male grunts, accompanied by loud female gasps and groans, could be heard from the outside.  The servant man pushed open the heavy double doors of Sebastien's chambers and walked in cautiously.  Inside, almost a dozen women were strewn about like discarded toys, all of them naked and unconscious.  Judging by the wafting scent of perspiration and cum, the man servant guessed they were all raped into unconsciousness.  In the center of the room, Sebastien stood naked, his skin dripping with sweat as he violently sodomized a screaming girl who was tied helplessly to a sawhorse, with hard plastic dildos shoved up her vagina and mouth.  Sebastien grunted with a climax, flooding the girl's rectum with cum for the eleventh time.  The naked girl shuddered in blissful agony as she orgasmed, her exhausted body electrified with pleasure.  "What is it?" he demanded to his servant, his voice echoing with a booming demon resonance.

"Sir," the servant asked, trying to keep his composure despite his fear.  "You've been here for days, ever since you returned from China.  We of the staff are simply wondering, what's wrong?"

"I'll tell you what's wrong!" screamed Sebastien.  "They took Caitlin!!  She was mine!  Body and soul!!  I restrained from raping her for months just so she could give birth to that accursed demon spawn.  For what?!  The spawn is dead!  Jerad is dead!  And my whore Caitlin is gone!!!!" the demon man yelled, his voice thundering through the room.

"Sir...may we ask, what will you do?"

Sebastien glared at the servant, who still kept calm, not even breaking a sweat as Sebastien growled with his breathing like a beast.  Sebastien's fists clenched tightly, but soon began to go slack as the anger died down inside of him.  "I'm going to get Caitlin back." he said in a normal voice, his rage subsiding.  "I apologize to the staff for concerning them, but I had months of built up lust I had to unleash.  I was going to ravage my Caitlin, but now she is gone.  Instead, I've had to settle for these second-rate whores." the demon man said, gesturing towards the naked women scattered about.  "However, I do take small consolation that this one is mine." he said, pointing towards the girl he had just finished sodomizing.

The servant looked over at the girl, whose wrists and ankles were bound tightly with leather straps around the legs of a sawhorse, while her torso straddled the main beam.  Hard, plastic dildos were shoved tightly in her pussy and mouth, while her red locks were soaked in sweat and hanging limply over her head, covering her like a sheath.  Her tits hung over on each side of the beam, each perfect flesh sac dripping with sweat from her erect nipples, which pointed prominently.  Teethmarks were prevelant around the nipples, the teethmarks matching Sebastien's demon dentitions.  Her exquisite body, as well as the sawhorse dripped heavily with cum and sweat, indicating Sebastien had been raping her for many hours.  Her back and ass was covered in bright red welts, which the servant recognized as whip marks.  "Who is this girl?" the servant asked Sebastien.

"She is the one responsible for me losing Caitlin.  She is devoted to me, but she is a whore.  Caitlin was far beyond that.  This trash thinks she can satisfy me, but she is wrong.  I'm going to show her how wrong she is.  Isn't that right, Jean Grey?"

The woman formerly known as Jean Grey looked up from her bound position and moaned softly in acknowledgement around the dildo shoved up her throat.  Sebastien then slapped Jean hard on the ass, causing her to scream and bite down on the plastic phallus.  "You are not Jean Grey!" he scolded.  "You are nothing!  You are not a woman!  You have no name!  You are meat!  You never speak!  You never think!  You do exactly what I tell you to, when I tell you to!"

"Yes...master..." Jean moaned weakly, her luscious lips smiling around the drool covered dildo, her ass burning with a new angry wound.

"You spoke." said Sebastien sternly.  "Randels," Sebastien said, referring to the servant.

"Yes sir."

"I'll be in this room another night.  You may escort the other whores out.  This one needs to be taught a lesson." Sebastien said, his mouth grinning, revealing his demon fangs.  "Oh yes, could you please bring me my whips?"

The woman formerly known as Jean smiled happily in anticipation at the sound of the word 'whips.'  She knew she had found her place in the world.  This was her true destiny, an epitomy of human debauchery, and she loved it.

THE END

Author's note:
Thanks to PJ for letting me use his ideas and characters from Bondage Princess Caitlin, to Dalan who started posting this story, and to Pyro for finishing it.  You guys rule!
And a big thanks to all the people who wrote in with their comments during this long story, and thanks to all of you who read it and didn't e-mail me at all but still liked it.  It was tough to write, especially this longer than expected last part, but I think it was worth it.  What do you think?  I really want to know!  So drop me a line at [email protected] and tell me what you thought.  I have a sequel in mind for next year, and I want your suggestions or at least support for it.  Write me and tell me what you liked and hated about this story, and if you would like to see a sequel.  I want to make sure a sequel will be better than this one, and I can't do that unless I know what you people liked most about it.  It will come early next year no matter what, though.  But I am still very very interested in what you have to say.
Thanks everyone, take care of yourselves and see you soon!
Bernie