hiding in the darkness

Without further hesitation Lara moved around the chamber going from torch to torch, taking them from the wall and extinguishing them into the ground. Soon she was in pitch black. She felt the rough rock of the walls with her fingertips till she came to the edge of a tunnel. Carefully she moved around the edge of the entrance, and waited for the voices to become louder.

Lara was expecting to see the soft flickers of wood-burning torches so was surprised when the strong harsh lights of electric torches found their way into the chamber. She pressed herself closer to the corner of the tunnel’s entrance, and could then see walking into the room from another tunnel two darkly-dressed figures.

One placed a torch upright on the floor and turned the beam full on, allowing much of the chamber to be lit. Hidden safely in the darkness of the tunnel entrance, Lara was able to see more clearly the strangers. Both were women, the shorter of the two was Oriental in appearance, her long hair pulled back in a high knot, her sharp features accentuated by the harsh light of the torch. Lara was struck by the muscle tone of her body. Lara Croft looked after her body well, and could appreciate the athletic figure before her. The Oriental’s firm breasts were accentuated by her taut black leather halter top, while her pale muscular arms showed their agile strength as the woman swung a heavy backpack onto the floor. Lara considered the woman’s firm thighs and legs in long black leather pants. “Some athlete,” thought Lara.

Lara turned her attention to the other stranger. This woman had fair European features, and long black hair which curled over the wide collar of her long leather coat. She held a torch in one hand, but in the other Lara could clearly see a revolver.

“Well, Kora, is this one of the priests”, asked the woman in a clear English-speaking voice, kicking the side of the man as he lay **** man on the floor. The other woman bent over the man.

“Yes it is, Lady Beatrice, but only one of the Lower Order. You can tell by the markings on his mask”, replied the Oriental called Kora, “I can also tell you that we have arrived too late for this part of the ceremony.” She held the man’s limp cock in firmly in her hand and placed her head closely to it. “He’s spent himself only recently, but where his victim would be, I would have no idea. But whoever it was, they certainly made an impression on this creature.” Her dark eyes scoured around the room, and Lara moved further into the dark.

“Well we have no time to waste on this one”, said the other woman in firm clipped tones, “we need to find the main chamber and soon.”

But then Lara was impressed to see the woman called Kora standing up, and pulling up the body of the man quickly up onto the stone plinth. “Have some patience, Madame, I think that this priest can tell us something.”

Lady Beatrice walked up to the plinth and vigorously shook the man. “I don’t think so, Kora, he is out cold.”

“I don’t think so”, smiled Kora, “all he would need would be some gentle persuasion.” With that she cupped the man’s balls in one hand and held his shaft in the other. She pulled by the skin of his cock, and lowered her head over it. The man gave a slight murmur as his cock stiffened and Kora’s tongue flicked over the shaft. Lara could see the sensous smile across Kora's face as the cock became more and more stiff.

Lara stood there, intrigued to know who these people were, but then still wondering whether they would be friend or foe?