This story is the third and last of the Elsa - Tomb Raider series. The first of the series is "A Promise by Moonlight", and the second is "Trapping the Raider". As in the other stories, Elsa's curiosity and passionate nature get her into trouble, but Professor Ken Connors and love of her life is always there to protect her.
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 8
As Ken ran across the campsite Elsa felt her heart race with each step he took. When he was close enough, she jumped into his arms, put her arms around his neck and curled as tightly as she could into the arms of the man she loved.
Elsa looked up into his eyes and asked, "Are you really back? Is the puma really gone? Oh Ken, thank you. Oh, how I love you!"
Ken felt his eyes moisten as he looked at the love that he had missed so much. "I love you too Elsa. I would do it all over again to save you and keep you with me."
Ken kissed her passionately and murmured in her ear, "I need to possess you and make love to you until you know how much I love you, but we can't do it here!"
Elsa snuggled in his arms and responded, "I know how much you love me, and I need my lover and master to make love to me until I feel free of this place. Take me to the altar, bind me, tease me and take me anyway you want."
Ken quickly took her dressed as she was, and he carried her back to the altar where Izel's ghost used to reside. Elsa insisted on carrying a spare set of clothes, because she had a feeling the clothes she was wearing would not survive their wild lovemaking. When they got back to the altar Ken went directly to the altar and set Elsa on its edge. They stared longingly into each other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity before Ken kissed her longingly and passionately.
He growled, ripped off her shirt, scattering buttons and bits of cloth and didn't stop until she was naked. His aggressive stripping of her clothes left her shaking with passionate anticipation. She knew he was going to torment her, take her, ultimately leaving her trembling with passionate exhaustion and satisfied euphoria.
Elsa sat silently waiting as Ken appraised her nude form. His eyes caressed her breasts causing her nipples to engorge as she arched her back under his gaze. His ogling looks traveled down her tiny waist, and she sucked in a breath as his look touched her weeping pussy. Her legs trembled as he gave a satisfied nod and swept up to her beautiful face wrapped in a mask of longing, trust, and eagerness.
She straightened, sitting proudly naked in front of the man she loved. Suddenly Ken's voracious lips latched onto her left nipple sending bolts of wild pleasure through her body. Her back automatically arched, forcing more of her nipple into his nibbling lips and she moaned, "Oh yes, oh please Master, tame my needy body."
He quickly abandoned her nipple and gruffly responded, "If you can't stay still and quiet, I will have to bind you!"
Of course, that was the plan all along and he gently laid her back on the altar stretching out her arms and legs to the four corners of the altar. Elsa's whole body trembled as his hands gently but firmly bound her limbs to the unforgiving altar. He didn't stop until she was stretched tightly to the altar and leaving her almost no room to express the passion roaring through her bound form.
The minute he put laid her on the altar Elsa felt her exhaustion fade away only to be replaced by excitement, happiness and anticipation. Her face was smiling, full of love and mischief and Ken couldn't help giving her a small lingering kiss. Her beautiful eyes were sparkling with love, trust and lustful eagerness. Ken stood there for a second just staring at this extremely gorgeous woman who thrives on being his play toy.
Ken laid his hands on her belly feeling her silky skin and her trembling muscles underneath. The muscles in her sleek legs were already showing a little bit of strain, with her small, muscled butt already on the altar. Her glistening, womanly slot was sticking up in a seductive pout begging to be played with. Her muscled belly was stretched thin, tight, and flat with only her sexy navel humanizing that flat belly.
Her ribs popped conspicuously against her skin and her chest pulled taut with her arms stretched over her head. Elsa's normally fabulous, perfect breasts had rolled to the top of her chest looking much larger, fuller and more remarkable than ever. Her nipples were already puckered and beckoning, ready to be played with. He saw her face and eyes watching him as he appraised her body. Her eyes transmitted her love, moreover a daring challenge. She wanted him to know that her body belonged to him, and she wanted him to take her, use her and devastate her with loving passion.