The temple of the dancers.

Some time later, Sarah guided the vehicle down a barely maintained desert road, and brought it to a stop outside the dig site. The two friends exited the vehicle and stretched their legs a moment.

"There's nobody here." Jessica said, stating the obvious.

"My colleague left camp up in case they had an idea about how to enter the main chamber, but he didn't want to subject his team to a bunch of UVs just to stare at a bunch of rocks. Means we've got the place to ourselves." Sarah said with a grin.

"What had they learned so far?"

"Not much. Lore calls this place the 'temple of the dancers.' It's a loose translation. Unclear whether the term is sumerian or later in origin but..." she pointed to some of the carvings in the exposed stone near the door, "some of the artwork is clearly Sumerian." Jessica followed her finger and examined the carving. Once again, a nude woman wearing only a collar was pictured. They were in the right place.

After further examination of the exterior provided nothing of interest, the pair went inside. Descending a small flight of stairs, they entered the antechamber, which was remarkably intact. In the room sat a large stone door, and a vat of some kind of oil. There were carvings on the walls, much like in previous temples.

The collar began to hum as Jessica searched the room for any sort of clue that would help her open the door. The carvings depicted multiple people, naked and in what appeared to be sexual positions, but given her experiences in the temples so far, that didn't tell her much. She moved to the door and discovered an inscription on its surface:

Bring the uninitiated into Inanna's light and bathe them in her gifts. Show them the joys of worship.

This was more vague than Jessica was used to. It didn't help that since her discovery of the door, the collar and clamps were working overtime, although she had gotten substantially better at masking how horny she was. On the bright side, her accessories were leaving little doubt in her mind that they were in the right place.

She turned to Sarah, who was examining the vat of oil. "It's strange" she said with her back turned to Jessica. "This is designed very similar to a bathhouse, but instead of water, it's full of oil. This has been here for centuries, yet its pristine!"

Jessica's mind started to turn, as best as it could as horny as she was becoming. "Bathhouse... Bathe them in her gifts."

She realized what the temple wanted her to do. The question was, how did she go about doing it? Could she do it?