This is a new genre for me, and I was not sure what category to fit this story into. It could be erotic horror, Sci-Fi or BDSM, but at its core it is always an erotic love story, with some erotic horror mixed in. Of course, all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments.
PS — If you have fantasies, ideas, etc. for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories, and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way. This story is the last of the Elsa — Tomb Raider Series.
Ghost in the Tomb
Chapter 6
It was already late afternoon, as they searched around the Kukulkan area, and it didn’t take long to find the stone that Elsa had moved to open the chamber. Ken took a deep sigh and pulled the lever. The door opened with a clunk and air whooshed out. It was totally dark inside, but when he shined his flashlight inside, he saw Elsa laying naked bound to the altar at the farthest end of the chamber.
He breathed a sigh of relief but ran to see if she was okay. Almost immediately the door slammed shut behind him. He stayed still and within a minute the door opened again. He yelled to his lead wrangler behind him, “Prop the door open, go call off the search for Elsa and get everyone back to their jobs before we lost Elsa.”
As they left, Ken walked easily noting the two mummified remains as he went. When he reached Elsa, he noted that her eyes were open and watching him. He ogled her bound form and thought she looked like a stunningly gorgeous piece of art. Her womanly hills with tempting peaks, sexy valleys leading to glistening womanly mound, then there was her expectant face shining with love, lust and craving. She was a nude canvas ripe for whatever he wanted to do to her, and her loving eyes told him exactly what she wanted him to do.
Ever since she had been bound to the altar in the Olmec temple, Elsa had loved bondage games. She loved to be stretched, helpless and at Ken’s mercy as he teased, caressed and edged her until she was begging for him to take her. During these sessions her orgasms were especially intense, and her body was always sore the next day from all her climax laden contortions.
During these sessions she had taken to calling him her master, because that is what he did. He mastered her body, her passion, and her orgasms like no one ever had. Izel had come the closest to rival Ken, her lover, her husband and her true master. She remembered many of her fantasies that Ken had fulfilled and was ready to make today another one.
The whole time Izel took her, she had been wanting Ken here to do all those things to her. The minute she saw Ken walk in the chamber door, all those fantasies rushed back, and her body trembled with anticipation. It was her job to seduce him and make him take her bound as she was, not release her from her bondage, and conquer her desire, passion and climaxes.
Elsa saw the man she had been longing for and seductively whispered, “I am the Mayan sacrifice, and you must be the priest ready to send me to the gods. I am yours to take and I only want to be your willing vessel. Ken,… Master, please send me to the heavens. I have been waiting for you and dreaming about you ever since I was bound to this altar.”
He could see Elsa knew what was coming and her breathing started to get deeper with her nipples puckering into hardness. He could see Elsa’s eyes sparkle in anticipation with her pussy starting to glisten in the late afternoon sunlight. He had Elsa spread eagle in the middle of the altar, then he proceeded to check each of her limbs making sure she was tightly bound to the altar. He began to go to each corner and began tightening the lines to stretch Elsa into a very taut X.
When he was finished, Elsa looked at him and said, “Master Ken, could you make it a little tighter please?” He looked at his incredible wife and his heart leapt in his chest. She filled him with a joy he had never known or felt before. So, he went to each corner and found enough slack to tighten her even more.
When he was finished Elsa was a vision. Her tiny belly was pulled taut against her backbone, her ribs were pulled up and prominently displayed in hard shadows against her tightly stretched skin. Her full breasts were tightened into straining hillocks on her chest topped with hard beseeching nipples, reaching out for somebody to love them. Her pussy was tilted up in relief against her sunken belly with her pussy lips glistening and pleading to be played with. The cords on all of her arms and legs strained against the stretching and were prominent against her skin.
In a whispered moan, Elsa said, “Oh Master, I love it when you do this. I feel so desirable and sexy, my skin is so sensitive and on fire, waiting for you to caress it. I love being stretched helplessly in front of you, available for you to do whatever you want to me. One touch from you and I may explode into a million pieces.”
Elsa looked at the man she lovingly called Master and she gazed at his rugged masculine body. His broad chest, massive arms and tapered waist made her mouth water, but the massive bulge in his pants made her quiver with anticipation. Once again, she was giving herself to him, but she knew she would be the ultimate recipient of her gift as he once again would take her to heaven.
He stood next to the altar and said, “Don’t move, my Pet and remember you may not cum until I give you permission.”
As he began to lavish light little kisses all over her face, Elsa was watching him with loving adoration. She made sure not to move her face as he began to trace her lips with his tongue and occasionally dip inside her mouth. Her lips are giving small twitches and he could tell she was having a hard time not reaching out and ravishing his mouth. He kissed down over her ears across her neck and as he began to move towards her heaving breasts, she began to moan and gasp.
As her master leaned over and lavished kisses all over her, she felt the hair on his chest tickling her breasts and teasing her nipples. Her nipples stiffened even more with his luxurious chest hair toying with her breasts and inflaming her nipples. She tried to thrust her breasts into his downy hair, but she was tied too tight to arch her back very much. As his kisses moved around her face, the hairs on his chest teased her tightly stretched skin, adding to the flames his kisses were igniting.
Elsa felt her heart beating wildly in her chest with love for her master. He knew that she loved being tied tightly, but now that she was, he was slowly making love to her. His tiny kisses and soft caresses over her stretched and sensitive skin was kindling the flames inside her. His gentle loving kisses on her face were pulling all the love strings in her heart.