Take the treasures

Lara walked to the altar, noting the five statues a little closer. Each of the seven-foot statues was carved into human forms. All five were identical. Lara studied them closely, noting how the faces looked like Incan civilization carvings, yet the bodies had Roman, guard-like features. But what really caught Lara’s eyes, were the two-foot cocks, prominently displayed, hanging between their legs, much like the African totem pole carvings. It was as if her hand was magnetically drawn to the cock of the statue she was studying. Her hand ran up and down along the smooth shaft, its girth wider than her hand. Her archaeological curiosity kept her mind intrigued, while her womanly desires grew to feverish heights. Within minutes Lara was imagining the lovely mind blowing orgasms she’d have with a cock like the one she had in her hand. Her body trembled at the mere thought of such a large intruder pushing its way between her willing legs. Lara was dripping wet by the time she snapped out of her trance, finding herself playing with the large crowned head. Lara made a mental note to bring an excavation crew here when she was done with her expedition. She wanted at least one of these statues in her library. In the meantime, however, she needed to concentrate on retrieving the green jewel with the mysterious effects.

Lara returned her gaze to the altar. The candle holders didn’t seem too significant, but she wanted to study the chalice a little closer. Heck, she might keep it as a souvenir as a remembrance of this adventure. She placed her hand around the stem of the relic and gently lifted it off the table. As she did so, Lara noted a slight rising bulge beneath the velvet cloth where the chalice had just stood. “Damnit,” Lara cursed, realizing the chalice was placed on a pressure sensitive plate. Within a split second, Lara looked up to see a steel gate come crashing down through the exiting stairs, a loud click, obviously locking the other door, and a whistling “swish” come from each statue. Lara suddenly felt five pins prick her body. She immediately went numb, and as if paralyzed, collapsed to the floor. Her world slowly went black as she succumbed to the poison darts shot at her through the mouths of the statues.

Lara wasn’t sure how long she had been out, but as she woke from her **** induced sleep, Lara found herself unable to move. She briefly wondered if the darts effects still had her paralyzed. It took Lara a few minutes more to fully come out of her drowsy state, only to realize the gravity of her situation. Lara was still in the stone room, now lying atop the altar. Her feet were planted on the floor, ankles tied to each leg of the stone table. Her outstretched arms were raised above her head, wrists tied to the other legs at the opposite end of the table. She was bound, spread eagle atop the sacrificial table.

What frightened Lara even more were the five statues surrounding the table now had two-foot cocks pointing straight out. All five cocks were pointing directly at her. Normally Lara would have welcomed such a scenario, but she knew that something bad was going to happen. She had been careless with the relic.

Lara looked around as best she could, trying to figure a way out of this mess. She spotted her shotgun, knife and flares lying on the stone floor, just beyond the statues, but was unable to get to them. There was no one else in the room, and she didn’t seem to be in any imminent danger. Lara tested the binds around her ankles, futile efforts to free herself. She tested her wrists to see if she could free herself from there. Unfortunately when Lara tugged on the left arm, her jerking motion triggered another switch

The floor around the altar dropped. All five cocks on the statues began spinning like a drill. The altar was on a set of tracks, which operated much like a roundhouse. The altar began slowly turning in place, giving Lara an excellent opportunity to view all five statues and their threatening drills. As Lara turned on the dais she noted that the statues were at varying distances from the middle. One of the statues was right at the edge, while the others seemed to be at varying distances, further away from the edge. The table stopped turning as Lara heard a loud thunk. Her parted legs were aimed at the statue that stood furthest from the center. Lara raised her head, craning her neck to see what was happening. She saw a stream of clear liquid come from a hole in the ceiling, landing directly on the spinning head of the drilling cock. “Oh God,” she cried out, as she imagined what was about to happen to her. Then she heard a series of clinking and clanging, followed by a sudden jolt of movement. The table was sliding toward the statue. Lara closed her eyes and braced for the inevitable, but suddenly the table jerked to a stop. Again, Lara craned her neck to see what was happening. The table had stopped at the edge of the circle, which left a gap of about a foot and a half between Lara and the tip of the statue’s spinning cock, the shining oil still dripping onto its head.

Lara had a short reprieve erroneously sensing she was out of danger again. Then she gasped in horror as she watched the cock get even longer as the drill bit moved forward. Her eyes widened as she watched the giant revolving head move closer and closer, between her spread legs, until finally it was pressing against her lips. The rotating crown spread the oily lubricant over her labia as it continued forward, spearing into Lara’s opening, stretching her painfully wide. Lara held her breath as the pain swept through her body, but exhaled an audible groan when the ridged tip popped past the inner seal. The warm liquid around the stone cock soothed the sensation in Lara’s pussy. The cock stopped drilling any deeper though, keeping just the tip buried inside her stretched snatch. It kept spinning, keeping Lara on the verge as the tiny ripples reverberated through her body. Lara couldn’t help it when her pussy began convulsing around the fat tip of the cock. Her cuntal muscles were trying desperately to draw the cock in deeper, but it wasn’t working. Suddenly the spinning motion stopped. Lara caught her breath before looking up to see what was happening. Nothing happened for several seconds, and then Lara bucked wildly against her binds as she felt her pussy being flooded with warm oil. As Lara was bucking, the cock resumed spinning, this time in a counter clockwise direction, slowly pulling the fat cock head out of the tight grip of the tense twat. Lara convulsed once more when the fat head finally popped free. She lay panting and gasping for air as the drilling cock withdrew back to its original position.

Lara continued trying to recover from the bizarre fucking as she felt the excess oils seep from her ravaged hole, dripping down across her puckered ass to be absorbed by the velvet cloth. While she was recovering, the table shifted to the middle of the circle as the turntable slowly turned, passing by two statues before stopping at the third. Again, Lara saw the spinning cock aimed at her oozing hole. This time a stream of yellow liquid was coming down from the ceiling, coating the head and shaft of the spinning prick. This statue stood closer than the last one. Lara prepared herself as best she could for the oncoming onslaught. Just like before, the spinning cock moved forward, and easily drilled into Lara’s gaping hole, leaving her gasping for air as each micro-orgasm rippled through her body. The spinning helmet popped inside the stretched opening and drilled deeper than before. Lara convulsed around the hard cock as it pushed her walls wider than they’ve ever been before. The cock went about three inches deep before it stopped going deeper, remaining there, continually spinning as Lara grew accustomed to its girth and depth, all the while continually quaking through her orgasms. Then as before the spinning stopped, leaving Lara waiting for the inevitable. A few seconds had passed when suddenly Lara jerked wildly on her binds, her pussy flooded once again with oils, that this time warmed her entire body, flooding her pussy with her own juices to mingle with the oils deposited there. The cock resumed spinning backwards, withdrawing once more, to leave Lara in a dazed state as her body tried to recover during the seemingly short intermission. The table moved and the rotated on the circular platform, passing by two statues again.

Lara was facing another statue, just to the right of the one that fucked her first, and to the left of the one that stood closest to the circle. This statue had a stream of red oil pouring down onto the drilling cock. Lara lay her head back and just tried to relax, and let the statues have their way with her. It was easier than fighting it, and hopefully more enjoyable. Her sweat drenched body lay atop the velvet amidst the dark stain appearing on the velvet cloth. She could feel the wetness under her ass, knowing that the excess fluids running in rivers out of her gaping pussy were drenching the tablecloth. The fat cock pressed against her opening and plopped in without any resistance from Lara. She actually welcomed the familiar size cock back into the hole, making her feel full again, replacing that empty feeling she was left with after each of the previous two fucks. Lara’s pussy easily welcomed the cock into its depths until it reached the three-inch mark. The pain resumed when the drilling cock pressed further, displacing Lara’s insides as her pussy made room for the longer thrust. Lara could hardly breathe, the spinning head pushing against her lungs as it pressed further and further in. Lara’s head was thrashing from side to side as her ponytail whipped back and forth. Her chest was rising and falling quickly with every shallow breath she could muster in between the exploding orgasms rocking through her body. Lara had no idea how far the stone cock was drilling; all that mattered was that she was on a wild roller coaster ride that send her into such exhilarating climaxes that she never wanted to stop. Then as always, after reaching approximately seven inches penetration, the cock stopped drilling deeper and spun in idle as Lara waited. Lara’s screams echoed off the walls as the fiery hot liquid shot into her searing her walls with the flaming lava spilling from the cock. As the cock withdrew, Lara’s body produced an abundant amount of frothy pussy cream, soothing the burning sensation left by the fat cock. Lara welcomed the reprieve again as the table shifted past two more statues, coming to rest in front of the next violating cock, only a few inches from her abused hole.

Lara could barely lift her head, extremely weakened by the tortuous fucks. She saw a milky white creamy liquid oozing from the ceiling, coating the spinning prick in its white substance. Lara was too weak to fight, too weak to resist, and too weak to enjoy when the cock pressed forward. The milky white lotion actually soothed her insides, making the penetration of the stone prick quite pleasurable, until it reached the seven inch mark and pushed even deeper. The pain resumed as the fat cock pushed deeper and deeper, lubricated by the soothing lotion. Lara was seeing stars as the pain and pleasure mixed together, pushing her beyond what she had ever imagined. The bulbous spinning head was pressing against her cervix, drilling into the small opening, trying to make entry into her womb. The intense pain was incredible, but Lara could feel her cervix slowly giving way to the insistent pressure of the thrusting cock. Never in her life could she imagine a cock so huge, doing such things to her body. She had nearly a foot of stone hard cock buried in her twat, spinning wildly as she held her breath. Lara only heaved a short breath whenever she needed to keep from passing out. The feeling of her cervix giving way was earth shattering, feeling as if the cock were going to make entry directly into her womb. Lara was flying through an orbit of blackness as the bright lights zoomed by her, unaware that the cock had stopped going deeper. It wasn’t until Lara started coming back to earth that the statue shot its thick white cream directly into her womb, filling her egg warehouse with the warm soothing cream. Lara shot straight back into orbit past the stars and into a black hole. The massive cock had impregnated her with its special semen, guaranteed to make her bear its child. She could feel her belly bloat as the liquid continued shooting from the tip, trapped inside the confines of her womb.

Lara had passed out, only to recover as the table was turning again. Her belly was still bloated from the abundant cream that had been shot into her womb, which had clamped shut, wanting to keep the soothing liquid trapped inside. Lara’s sweat drenched body finally came to rest in front of the final statue. Its spinning cock was just at the entrance to Lara’s gaping wide hole, flooded with a combination of three different oils, the thick white cream, and her own pussy juices. Lara barely opened her eyes, only to find nothing coming down from the ceiling onto this cock, before it started drilling into her extremely wet opening. Lara’s combination of fluids provided plenty of lubrication for the penetrating cock as it made its way all the way in till it reached Lara’s cervix. Again, it pressed insistently, until the tight ring began to give way. Lara shot into the heavens once more as the cock ignited a rapidly boiling succession of orgasms, making Lara delirious. The next thing Lara knew, was that, unbelievably, the drilling cock had pushed its way into her womb, the warm liquids trapped in there, lubricating the shaft as it drilled even deeper. The intense pain shot through her also as her cervix opened up as wide as her pussy lips, creating a straight line for the shaft, nearly a foot and a half deep. Lara was skewered on the fat pole, riding it as she twisted and turned against her binds, going crazy with delusions. She could feel the froth around the shaft as it continued spinning inside of her. Then it all stopped. This time it felt like an eternity as Lara waited for the final explosion. Then it finally happened. The fire hose erupted, spraying gallons of thick liquid into her womb, stretching her belly outward as she was filled from the inside. Lara passed out from the pain in her stomach and in her womb.

When Lara finally awoke, she found herself curled in a fetal position atop the soaking wet tablecloth, still on the altar. She faintly realized she was not bound any longer, and relished the scant sense of freedom. She curled up even tighter, clutching her bloated belly as the cramps set in. She could feel seeping juices still running from her open hole. Lara drifted off to sleep again.

Lara woke again, more refreshed than before, but still cramping unbelievably so. Her stomach was still bloated. Looking around the room, she spotted that the gate to the stairs was no longer barring her way. The five statues were back to their normal positions, their cocks hanging down as they were when she first entered the room. Lara wondered if this were a dream, or whether she had indeed survived the ordeal. The bloated stomach and cramping pain reminded her that it was no dream. Lara drifted to sleep once more, trying to sleep off the pain.

Lara awoke with pains throughout her body. Her head was pounding from a massive headache that she swore her head would explode. The cramping in her bloated stomach was more severe than ever, making her feel like she was going to give birth to something. Lara’s legs felt like dead weights as she struggled to get off the table. When Lara stood up, she was overwhelmed to find that she now stood nearly seven feet tall. Her confused mind tried to assemble the pieces as she tried to move her feet. She was unable to move from her standing position, her legs and feet stiff and heavy. Lara let out a scream that she had never heard before as the pain in her stomach was so unbearable that she felt she had to push out whatever it was that was inside of her. As Lara tightened her stomach muscles and pushed, she screamed again as she was giving birth, pushing out a stone hard, two-foot, granite rock … cock! Lara stared wide-eyed and in disbelief as the cock hung down between her legs. The massive pressure in her stomach was gone but the pressure in her head wasn’t. A few short seconds later, all the pressure was gone! Lara had transformed into one of the statues standing amongst the altar, immortalized forever, and waiting for the next sacrificial fool to attempt to steal the golden chalice.

LARA’S DEAD >> Wrong choice! >> GO BACK (or) START OVER ??