Box 4

Harper continued her exploration of the fourth box, which featured a mesmerizing scene of submissive women dressed in leather as horses, waiting patiently to be mounted by their dominant masters. As she closely inspected each side of the box, she found herself lost in the intricate details of the carvings.

On the front panel, a group of four submissive women stood shoulder to shoulder, their legs spread wide apart, exposing themselves eagerly to their awaiting riders. Their faces were contorted in expressions of pure submission and desire, begging to be taken and used by their masters.

Turning around the box, Harper discovered a similar scene but from a different perspective; now she saw the dominant figures astride their chosen partners, their muscular arms wrapped tightly around the slender waists of their submissives. The expression on the faces of these dominant males exuded power and control, reveling in their complete domination over their helpless partners.

The back panel showed a close-up view of one particular couple, focusing on every slick and sweaty detail of their intimate union. The woman's eyes were closed tightly, her lips parted slightly, as if savoring every moment of her surrender. Meanwhile, her partner rode her hard, his features obscured by a sinister looking mask that added an air of mystery and danger to the already intense scene.

Lastly, turning the box upside down revealed a final scene etched onto the bottom panel. This time, instead of showing the typical horse and rider dynamic, the carving depicted a group of naked men gathered around a large table, admiring and fondling the plump asses of the restrained women who were bent over, presenting themselves like prizes waiting to be claimed.

As Harper marveled at the incredible craftsmanship and explicit nature of the carvings, she couldn't help but wonder about the stories behind them. Who could have commissioned such depraved works of art? And most importantly, what treasures might lie hidden inside each of these mysterious boxes?

Her curiosity piqued, Harper shifted her focus back to the simple yet sturdy locking mechanism securing the lid shut. It consisted of three small brass bolts, each requiring a unique key to unlock. With a growing sense of anticipation, she reached out tentatively, fingers trembling slightly as she hovered over the first bolt...