****** The Egyptian by Storyteller37 ******
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The Egyptian


It was not a woman's work. Her father's words streamed through Miranda's head
over and over again while she laid on her knees in the hot sand, brushing the
sand and dust from a very old rock disc with hieroglyphs. Next to her, several
of the hired-hands of her father laid on their knees gently brushing the sand
off.

Many of them seemed to be of the kind that would rather take a vacuum cleaner
and suck the sand away than getting sore knees and hands by brushing it off
with a camel-haired brush.

Miranda sighed. She was only 15 years old and had already gotten an insatiable
interest for ancient relics and Egyptian history. The recovery of Ramses' tombs
would pride the covers of archeologist's papers all over the world.

The scalding sun and the dry hot sand was too much for her tender skin. Before
she came here, she had the milky-white complexion of any girl her age, but now
she had an easy tan like most of the other diggers there.

She got up from her kneeling position and wiped the sweat off her forehead. Her
long blonde long hair stuck to her face like glue.

She reached down in the left pocket of her tight truncated jeans and pulled out
a rubber band. Using both hands to tie her long hair into a ponytail to keep it
from falling back into her face, she unknowingly exposed her young small perky
breasts to the rest of the diggers at the scene.

Her loosely tied blouse shirt was all that kept her breasts from leaping out
and dancing in mid air that very minute. Her pink nipples pressed against the
white silk, her sweat rendering it almost translucent.

Some of the diggers gazed secretly at the young beautiful girl but quickly got
back to digging when Dr. Mercury came out of his tent and headed over to the
dig. He quickly paced past the group of tied up dogs. The dogs were an early-
warning system for sandstorms. If they began barking, the diggers would hurry
to cover up the dig so the sand would not tear up the discovery. Sadly enough
for the dogs though, they were the last ones to be dragged into safety when a
storm first occurred.

Dr. Mercury, or James Mercury as his whole name sounded, was the old professor
in charge of the dig. He was also the father of Miranda Mercury. Most fathers
would have long since perceived that the native hired help were getting half-
crazed, by the heat and the sight of his young, almost naked, daughter leaning
down among them, digging by herself. However, Dr. Mercury was much too absorbed
by his work.

If his calculations were correct, he was right on top of the burial-chambers of
King Ramses the fourth, a previously unknown Egyptian king, but also believed
to be the mightiest and wealthiest of them all, even exceeding Tut Ankh Amon
himself.

The rock plate they were dusting off was thousands of years old and needed
careful handling, or else the valuable glyphs could be wiped clean off by their
brushes.

"Achem, derka dopil suppa! Step aside men. I'm going to try to interpret them."

Dr. Mercury was spoken of throughout the world and was regarded as the greatest
expert of Egyptian history and hieroglyphic writing. He got down on his knees
and opened a little black leather-bound book he always kept in his inner
pocket.

He grunted.

"These are strange. Looks like some...no, wait...a dialect? Hmm...I need more
time."

He picked up his glasses from his pocket and sighed as he leaned up from the
sand and looked at the diggers.

"Take the evening off, but be here by this time tomorrow or you won't get your
hard-earned money."

The diggers understood this language very well. They nodded and cheered as they
leaped on a truck and got ready to drive to the closest city, Siwa.

"Miranda. Go with them. Have some fun. There won't be much time for that when I
have deciphered this disc here anyways."

Miranda was reluctant to leave her father at such a crucial moment of the dig,
but she obeyed him to his last words.

"Take some of this. Buy yourself some nice stuff, but stay away from the
alleys. Keep close to Perog."

He waved some 20-dollar bills and tucked them into Miranda's sore hands.

She could nothing but smile to her father. He cared for her very much, and he
would never send her away unless it was important. Miranda knew this.

Perog, the lead digger came over and grabbed Miranda in her hand, guiding her
to the loaded truck. He was Dr. Mercury's most trusted worker, but he also was
paid almost twice the other diggers. He was a big burly native-man, but
underneath his massive muscles laid a kind spirited man with a warm heart.


The truck pulled off by the sand dunes by the tents. After a night in Siwa, all
the diggers were either drunk and sleeping or worn out from hours of bar fights
and chasing prostitutes. Perog however had stayed as sober as ever just to keep
an eye out for Miranda. He knew that if anything were to happen to the
professor's beloved daughter, the professor would have his balls on a plate the
next day.

Smoke!

What was this? The tents were torn down and smoke came from the dig.

"Noo!" Miranda yelled as she leapt off the truck and ran as fast as her legs
could carry her over to the dig.

She fell to he knees and began crying, tearing up her knees as she fell.

The disc with the glyphs was gone, and a big smoking hole was in its place in
the ground. Had raiders found the dig while all the diggers were gone? Had they
attacked and blown up the precious disc and her father with it?

She knew that her father would never leave the disc even if his life was at
stake.

Unless the Egyptian gods themselves came down and struck him in the head with
something hard, Dr. Mercury would stay firmly planted in the sand on his knees,
trying to make out the hieroglyphs before sunrise the next day.

However, he was gone.

"Get some rope over here! We are going down the hole for the professor!" Perog
yelled as he bent down and gazed into the pitch dark hole. It went far deeper
than he had expected.

"Get me some more rope now! If we don't find the professor, you won't get
paid!"

The five diggers still sober enough to understand the situation got back to the
hole with more rope. After splicing the ropes together, Perog climbed down.

"Please Perog. Let me go with you." Miranda suddenly burst out while holding
the rope steady.

Perog was reluctant do let her down into the hole but he had no choice. If he
disapproved her request, she would go in after him anyways. He might as well
have her under control.

He nodded and continued climbing. The five diggers held back the rope while the
two climbed down.

Perog gazed up at the girl climbing after him. He could see straight up in her
crotch as her lean legs struggled to cling to the rope. The rope dug into her
crotch and cranked her cut jeans up her sweaty tight twat so her pussylips
became visible. Perog shook his head and continued down the rope.

With nothing to tie the rope in, only one other digger got to climb down
without too few staying behind to ensure the rope.

Finally, for what seemed like ages, the three were done climbing. With the rope
ending short of a meter from the ground, they leaped down and landed nimbly on
the cave floor underneath.

Miranda blushed as she quickly pulled her undies out of her pussy, correcting
her jeans-shorts with her other hand. She wriggled her feet to get it right
again, but did not really succeed much.

Perog appeared not to have noticed it, even though he was climbing right
underneath her, she thought by herself.

Perog, the other digger and Miranda began swooping the walls of the cave with
their torchlights. It was some kind of naturally dug cave. It went far into the
darkness and high up to the five diggers who held the rope peered down the
hole.

"Are you all right, Mr. Perog?" one of them yelled in a staccato English.

Then suddenly, the rope fell down and landed on the floor with a dull thump.

"You fucking idiots! Get some more rope for us! I can't possibly throw this up
without a grappling hook!"

No voices replied. Through the poor lighting from the torchlight, the three
doomed humans could no longer see the five diggers.

"The fucking bastards deserted on us!" Perog yelled in anger as he kicked a
rock.

Crack! The rock hit the wall with a hallow thump.

"Crack?!? Rocks aren't supposed to sound like that, are they?", Miranda said
while carefully pacing over to the wall touching it gently.

"This one is hollow!" she concluded but just as she turned back, both Perog and
the other digger was gone and the cave was no longer the same.

Miranda was terrified. The dark caves had changed, and she could no longer see
the hole in the roof. It started to stink in here too.

Suddenly thumping sounds emerged from the very wall she was leaning towards.

She jumped back startled, but when she heard the muffled voice of Perog from
the other side of the wall, she concluded that she had accidentally activated a
secret door of some kind.

"Just like on Frankenstein", she whispered to herself as she stepped into the
new room.

The room was huge. With only her torchlight, she could not possibly find
anything in this room.

Then suddenly, she tripped into something and stumbled across some stuff in the
darkness. Accidentally flipping a mirror mounted on a rock, the whole room
suddenly lit up in mystical blue light.

Miranda gasped with awe. Through a hole in the roof, the light from the moon
shone through and reflected in what seemed like hundreds of mirrors, lighting
up the entire room in a dim blue light.

The room was empty except a strange circle of glyphs on the furthermost wall.
It looked like a giant door. She quietly passed through the dusty and sandy
room and stopped by the wall. She was not nearly as good with hieroglyphs as
her father, but even she could tell these were not Egyptian.

Then, just as she touched one of them; a glyph, looking vaguely like the
Egyptian glyph for "doorway", the entire circle suddenly lit up in a strange
red light and began to hum loudly.

Miranda fell backwards in surprise. She supported herself with the palms of her
hands and stacked herself up again.

The circle continued glowing and humming.

Suddenly, the circle took shape of a big round door, which opened inwards. A
whirling blue came out from the passage and lit the entire room in bright white
light, forcing Miranda to close her eyes.

When she opened them again, several tall characters stood illuminated in the
light. They looked like men, tall men, but their upper bodies were covered in
short black fur and their heads were similar to that of dogs. They looked like
the glyphs of the Egyptian god of death. Like those jackals pictured all over
the nearby pyramids, she thought by herself.

They were naked too. Amongst muscles and fur, pink cocks peered out just
slightly.

Miranda gasped. She felt the blood rush to her head. The intense heat from the
passage and the sight of the dog-men were too much for her young mind. She
fainted and fell to the floor with a dull thump.

Bright light turned into darkness. Sounds became distorted and muffled.
Everything disappeared.

"Ek, Ankh a beth lookam leeta?"

The sharp baritone voice awoke Miranda. Her vision was still diffused, and her
hearing was all blurred. She rubbed her eyes and glanced at four tall persons
standing in front of her. She must have fainted just a second. Her head felt
like a hammer had struck it. She quickly got up on her feet again, but somehow
she could not move anywhere.

"Ek, Ankh a beth lookam leeta!"

The voice of their leader sounded again, this time almost inpatient or
irritated. One of the other characters pulled out a strange artifact and held
it up in the air.

The next time the man spoke, his voice was pitched down and replaced by a
broken English. Miranda stood dumbly like a statue while waiting for the
hieroglyphic words to be translated. This was far out. Just like in those
cheesy alien-movies from the 30's.

"Greetings, messenger of the humans. We come with a mission!"

Miranda rubbed her hurting shoulder while gazing up at the four persons. They
were much taller than her, at least 7-feet-high, and their heads were that of
dogs or hyenas.

The man supposedly their leader continued speaking through the artifact,
followed by a staccato interpretation in English.

"We come from another world with a special mission. We have come to free the
slaves on your world. The ones of our kind you wrongly hold captive for your
amusement!"

With those words spoken, two of the men quickly paced over to Miranda and
restrained her by her thin arms.

A third one stepped forth, and while the two holding her lifted her several
feet up in the air, the third one lured a single finger inside of her loosely
knit blouse and jerked it off with a sudden violent jerk.

With the blouse gone, her young petite breasts leaped out and jittered
slightly. They were not much, only a handful, not even that, but her nipples
were large and pink standing at attention straight out. Miranda gasped in
terror and humiliation as her tits quivered with her rapid breath. The air was
cold, but it was refreshing. Her nipples betrayed her.

"What...What are you doing to me?"

The dog-man laughed a rumbling laughter as he tossed the blouse away and gazed
down her young untouched body. She was so fresh. Her milky-white skin was soft
and tender and her innocent face shed a single tear as she looked back at the
dog-man.

The man gently passed his talon-like finger down her tender tummy and down her
cut-off jeans. Miranda shrieked in pain as he jerked off them too, revealing
her white cotton panties drenched with sweat. The dog-men holding her arms were
so strong it hurt her hanging in mid air like this. She kicked and ran in the
empty air, but it resulted to nothing.

Miranda shrieked as the two holding her began to pull her arms with one hand,
reaching for one leg each with their other hand. With a second of struggling,
she then found herself facing the third dog-man restrained by the two other
dog-men like an X.

"Oh, such pretty face. When we are done with you, your fear and sorrow will be
replaced by pain and agony, believe me human! This is reprisal!" the leader of
the dog-men said as he quietly began to pace down towards the girl.

Miranda noticed a pink knot sticking out of their furry cock-sheaths on all of
the dog-men. She had seen the cock of a dog before, but these were elephant-
sized in comparison.

The one who ripped off her clothes suddenly slashed at her twice, both strikes
going to her left and to her right. She shut her eyes in terror, biting her
lips like this was it. Was this when she was going to die? Not like this?

Miranda gasped at the sudden attack. She looked relieved down her body and saw
no wounds, but when the air calmed down after the two lightning-quick slashes,
her panties suddenly began to slide down her waist, falling to the ground.

The dog-man had actually slashed off the straps of her panties with his talon-
like finger and now her entire body was exposed.

Her pink little pussy was still red and sore from the rope-climbing previously.
She had a tiny bush of pubic hair covering the mound of her pussy and her naked
lips were parted and drenched with sweat. Her pubes matched her bright blonde
hair, and it stood in contrast to the slight tan she had achieved from wearing
shorts all the time.

Miranda was still a virgin. All the traveling with her dad did not allow her to
become settled in one place, much less get a boyfriend who could deprive her of
her virginity.

The leader of the dog-men started to fondle with his cock. The pink knot slowly
increased in size and started to peak out from its sheath. Soon, he held his
cock with its full girth and length in his hand. It was so big. It must have
been at least a feet long and twice as thick as Miranda's wrist.

She gasped as the dog-man let go of his cock. It was fully erect and hard as
stone, pointing straight up towards her. In addition, the two holding her arms
and legs were beginning to develop huge erections.

She gasped slightly as one of them bobbed into her thigh, leaving a little
trail of cold wetness.

"Now you will learn. When we are finished with you, you will tell your leaders
to cease the misuse of dogs! You will feel pain!"

Then, with a sudden swift maneuver the two dog-men holding her turned her
backwards and thrust her towards the leader.

Miranda could no longer see what was going on. She stared straight up in the
roof, but as she felt the sticky head of the leader's enormous cock, her eyes
became tearful and wet. She sobbed and gasped as the leader began to rub his
cock all over her twat.

Then, suddenly he stopped.

With one slow thrust, he forced her pussylips to envelop his massive cock,
sinking deeper and deeper until Miranda could feel a stitching pain in her
whole abdomen. She could not believe what was happening to her. Dog-men from
another dimension was fucking her, ripping her virgin pussy to the absolute
limit, pinning her arms and legs back like a rag doll. She yelled out loud in
pain as she grinded her tearful eyes shut, throwing for her breath.

The leader was relentless. He continued pushing his monstrous member deeper and
harder inside of her womb despite of her screams of pain and her begging for
mercy. Soon, he filled her completely.

Miranda could feel she was just about to rip open. Then, suddenly the two dog-
men who restrained her let go of her arms and legs.

Still, she was unable of doing anything to get loose. She was impaled on the
massive cock, and while she struggled to get a glimpse of her rapists, she
suddenly felt one of the huge beasts moving up behind her, starting to rub his
equally huge cock against her sore virgin anus.

"Nooo...Please, don't...I beg youuu.."

Her throat became hoarse from screaming and in between heaving for air, she
could no longer beg for mercy. She could only draw her breath in between the
tremendous pain developing in her ass.

The dog-man was slowly pushing his cock against her pink virgin star, and soon
she felt her anus stretching and widening around the head of his cock. She felt
like she would burst open any second now. The two dog-men started to penetrate
her, alternating between thrusting and pulling their massive cocks in and out
of her ass and pussy.

As the two violating dog-men laid down on the cold floor with her in between
like some perverted sandwich, the third dog-man suddenly appeared in front of
Miranda and started to rub and jerk his cock on top of her head.

He got down on his furry knees above her head and started to rub his cock
against her hair and forehead, smearing his oozing precut all over her
tormented young face. As she was just about to pull her breath, he grabbed her
by her long ponytail and pulled her head backwards, starting to push his cock
against her gasping lips.

Her mouth could barely stretch past his glistening cockhead and as he was
obviously enraged and horny from her incredibly tight mouth, he barged deep
into her mouth and thrust down her narrow choking gullet.

Miranda wide open eyes were mixed with fear and pain, and when the giant dog-
man trusted his cock all the way to the root down her tormented throat, his
huge heavy nuts slammed against her nose and cheeks like big glistening black
tennis-balls.

This was about all Miranda could handle. It felt almost like the three massive
monstrous cocks met in the middle. Her ass and pussy was filled completely, and
a third cock was overrunning her tight sore gullet.

She could not breathe. She felt her choking on the cock but to no good. Her
young body spasmed from lack of oxygen and from the tremendous pain the three
huge dog-men were doing to her.

Then, suddenly the dog-man fucking her asshole began to howl like a rabid wolf.
He started to pump his even harder and longer cock faster and faster until he
started spewing his hot semen far up Miranda's stretched asshole. She could
feel the beast empty his bloated balls up her ass. The semen shot shocks
through her spine as it felt like her whole asshole was completely filled with
semen and dog-cock.

Then, finally he pulled out of her ass.

He moved out from underneath Miranda and rubbed his cock all over her chest. It
was still spewing semen like a fire hose, and soon she was totally drenched
with the hot sticky stuff.

The leader dog-man was still fucking her pussy like crazy, but the sight of all
the cum made him growl and pant in orgasm until he too started pumping his jizz
into Miranda's violated womb. It did not take him long to fill her to the
absolute rim.

Almost simultaneously, the dog-man fucking her mouth was beginning to get heavy
breathed and soon he grabbed a solid hold of Miranda's throat and began to
shoot his semen far down her gullet and into her stomach.

Miranda could do nothing but lie on the cum-drenched floor and receive the
massive loads of cum the dog-men was filling her with.

The dog-man grabbed her by a strangling grip, refusing any more of his cum to
go down her throat but instead explode all over her face and torso.

The two dog-men pulled their spurting cocks from Miranda's throat and pussy and
finally she could breathe.

Her face was blue and tormented from being denied the precious air for so long,
and when she was done drawing her breath, she felt the cum pressing against her
stomach. She had to vomit, but she could not do it.

She rolled around on the floor with her hands covering her cum-drenched face.
The three dog-men were standing up now, still pumping gallons of cum all over
her young violated body.

Soon she was lying in a big puddle of cum.

The three dog-men still jerked off over her, but no more of their warm sticky
seed came out. Their cocks were getting flaccid and soft, and they were all
pleased.

Miranda dared to get a glimpse of her rapists. They were looking at her with
fire in their eyes.

The leader let go of his still drooling cock, waved, and ordered the two others
to go away. When they were gone, Miranda let out an eased sigh.

"So now you know pain, puny human! Go now! While you still can! And tell your
world's leaders to stop torturing and holding dogs in captivity!"

Miranda tried to get up, but her legs failed underneath her.

Cum still trickled from her sore still wide open asshole and pussy and her
whole body was weak and sapped from strength. She began to pull her ravished
young body along the cum-drenched floor towards where she had found the secret
entrance.

The dog-men were disappearing through the portal behind her, and she carefully
let out a little smile. She was still in tremendous pain, and even though she
was now safe, she didn't know whether or not she would ever get out of there
alive.

"Miranda! Dear god all mighty, what happened to you?!"

The familiar voice of Perog suddenly brought Miranda to attention.

The big black giant came running as if he had seen death impersonated, and when
he reached to where Miranda was laying, he gasped and ripped off his shirt,
tucking the frail little girl she was into it. He wiped her clean, covered her
up, and helped her to her legs, moving towards a part of the wall, which had
caved in.

"Damn, I saw those huge things. What did they do to you? You're a mess, doll!"

Miranda could not speak.

She was safe now. Miranda pushed a single sentence from her cum-gulping mouth:
"They told me...Release...The dogs..."

Then, she passed out from the pain.

THE END

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