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Introduction:
This is a sequel to my previous entry "Lady Justice: A Time Lady Reborn"
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This story is vaguely tied to the mythology and characters of the sci-fi show Doctor Who
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Doctor Who
are the property of the BBC.
The characters and events within it are entirely original creations. It is simply an offshoot of that established universe.
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Lady Justice: Cult of the Moche
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Chapter One
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Alanah crept silently through the narrow cavern. The walls of the cave had closed in on her several yards back. She dragged herself through the muck of a small creek deep within the Uncharted Tombs. Her heavy breasts collected thick piles of mud and filth, as she tried to avoid the razor-sharp stone of the cave walls. As she squeezed her voluptuous body through the cramped tunnel, the rocks tore and shredded her skimpy tank top and shorts.
Alanah's companions had split up down an adjacent series of tunnels. They were all three working their way around a large central catacomb within the ancient burial chamber of the Kuni people. With any luck, their presence here would go unnoticed by the band of raiders who now resided within the tombs.
A large rock dug its way into Alanah's side, ripping away another piece of her tattered shirt. She let out a silent cry. Every tiny sound echoed indefinitely within the caverns. No matter the pain, she would continue through the tunnel in silence.
For three years now, since the final defeat of the Tarot, Alanah and her two lovers had dedicated themselves to intervening on behalf of those in need throughout all of time and space. Lady Justice had initially been reticent of the idea. She had explained that a Time Lord was forbidden to interfere with the course of history, no matter the cost. As the Arbiter, it had once been her task to enforce those laws. She had urged Alanah and Daniel to reconsider, but after seeing their dissatisfaction, Lady Justice instructed the TARDIS computer to extend its scanners for any signs of distress in the known universe.
The months and years since had been filled with rescue operations, political upheaval, saving species from extinction, and endless, passionate lovemaking. When the crew of the TARDIS were not involved in charitable heroics, they were fucking one another from one end of the universe to the other. Their time together, and the things they were doing, had only brought the three lovers closer. Alanah loved Justice and Daniel more than ever, but lately things had been different. She was having trouble placing her discontent. Her love life was amazing. She was able to travel anywhere in space and time with ease. She was saving worlds and galaxies from harm. She had everything she could have ever wanted, but something was missing. It had been secretly eating at her for a while now. She hoped that her two lovers had yet to notice. It would be hard for them to understand, and she didn't want them to blame themselves. She would just keep pushing it aside while she focused on the task before her.
Their current undertaking had been at the request of the Queen of the Kuni. Raiders had been taking her people and supplies for several weeks. Lady Justice had received a psychic distress call through the TARDIS computer. When they had finally arrived, the Queen herself had been abducted as well.
As Alanah approached the opening of the tunnel, the walls began to open, alleviating their claustrophobic hold on her. She rose slowly, but as she did, large clumps of mud loudly splashed from her chest into the shallow water. Alanah dropped back down cautiously and listened. The trickle of the creek beneath her echoed like a roaring river now that she had reached the mouth of the tunnel. A steady stream of water rained down over the opening from a tunnel above her. The tiny waterfall obstructed her view and drowned out her hearing. Before she stood again, she squeezed the soaking tank top over her chest and discarded it. Her huge breasts stood out proudly in a black lace bra, still caked with orange mud from her ascent through the cramped tunnel.
Alanah approached the opening and peered through the trickling waterfall. She was several yards above an open cavern. She saw no sign of the raiders, or her companions. Alanah placed her hands beneath the falling water, and splashed several scoops onto her face and chest. The icy liquid washed away some of the filth, but left her nipples as hard and sharp as the surrounding rock. She leaned over the edge of the tunnel mouth, and turned to scale down the wall onto the floor of the cavern. The walls of the cave were slick from the splashing of the water, but she was able to make it down to the main level without incident. She snuck quietly behind a thick stalagmite formation to wait on her partners.
As Alanah waited, she heard a soft echo coming from an adjacent corridor. She steeled herself for a fight, though she had no weapons. Justice had forbade the use of any weapons on their missions. She had agreed to go along with their plan to act as clandestine heroes throughout the galaxy, but had insisted that their interference with the course of history would not be violent. They had made it this far under her leadership, so despite the dangerous odds of success, Alanah and Daniel had obeyed.
The soft echoes were getting louder, but not coming any closer. Alanah began to worry that the sounds could be coming from her companions, rather than the enemy. Daniel and Justice had a habit of recklessness on their adventures. This wouldn't be the first time they cost themselves the element of surprise. Frustrated, Alanah crawled softly to investigate. As Alanah approached the source of the echoes, the mysterious noises transformed into moans and gasps.
"Fuck me, baby! Give me that cock," a female voice called. It was answered with grunting and panting.
Alanah crept closer, hugging the wall with her curvy backside, following the sounds of sex. At a bend in the tunnel, she saw a large, muscular man with thick black hair impaling a busty red-head over a rock. The thick flesh of her tits was splayed out on the cool stone, while her strange, new lover rammed her pussy from behind.
"Fucking tear me apart with that huge cock!" the red-headed woman cried. She spotted Alanah approaching and offered her a devilish smile. Her screams got louder as her climax built.
The screaming offered Alanah the opportunity to drown out the sounds of her own movement. She quickly approached them from behind, and implanted a large rock in the back of the man's head. His thrusting ceased, as he slunk to the floor like a limp cock.
The red-head breathlessly interjected, "Oh Alanah, I was almost there, honey. Couldn't you have waited for me to cum first?"