The Right Path

I decided to take the right path. This was going to be my final peril so I just wanted to get it over with. To be honest, after the last few villains I expected more from Gold. These just seemed like standard deathtraps. You would think a world class illusionist would come up with something a bit more elaborate. I shook these thoughts out of my head. I really should not be thinking like that. Whatever the next deathtrap is, I’m sure it will be designed to kill me. More so than the other traps.

At least that’s what I thought when reached the next room. It was a bit different than the others. It was the same as the other rooms but there was only one small stretch of see through floor. Under the floor and on either side was what looked to be some kind of black stand. Though it didn’t look any more harmful than the sand at the beach, I figured I didn’t want to touch it. So I stuck to the solid floor. Even so, I kind of had an idea of what was about to happen. My suspicions where then confirmed as the floor started sinking into the sand. At the other side of the room, I saw that the door I came in through was still open. I made a mad dash for the door. I thought I was going to make it but as soon as the sand started to seep on to the floor, it started sticking to my feet!!! It slowed my stride and once it had risen up to cover my feet, it got stuck. I fell face forward into the sand. I was able to brace my fall with my arms but when I tried to pull them out, they were stuck. Thankfully I was able to pull my hands free of my gloves but I still couldn't move. At this point, the sand was up to my ankles and I couldn’t pull them out. I had only one chance. I scrambled to strip myself out of my suit. If I could just get my feet free, I could maybe make it to the door. Once I put my naked foot into the sand though, I knew I was sunk. I couldn’t get my foot back out and what was worse, I was now completely naked aside from my mask. There was something else that was concerning me however. There as something weird about this sand. When it touched my bare skin, it tingled...and not in an unplesent manner. It felt good. Problem was I was sinking further. I knew if I submerged, I wouldn’t be able to get back out and I would suffocate. I struggled to get out but the more I struggled, the more I sank. After several minutes of struggling, the sand reached my pussy. It didn’t take long for the tingling sensation to arose me. I started to squirm as I grew wetter and wetter. This only got worse as it reached my breast. Holly s*** this stuff was like an affordisace!!! THe sand was up to my neck now. There was no way I was going to get out of this….this was it….this was the end.