(A Thyrsus was a staff entwined with ivy and surmounted by a pine cone in the cleft at its end. It was used by those engaged in Bacchic rites.)
Part 1
A cry through the heat alerted Marie to the discovery of something of importance. She looked up and wiped the sweat from her forehead and moved carefully over the gritty dirt surface of the hill. She slipped and cursed as her butt slapped onto the surface and she slid into a stunted olive tree. After that she virtually crawled over the hill to the grotto where the cry had come.
Carefully she crossed the dry creek bed and the loose stones to the pile of larger rocks in the cliff. Steven looked up his dark sunglasses trained in her direction and he then looked at the rocks again as their two male Greek students shuffled aside the rocks over a cunningly concealed cave beneath them. Henry joined the others as she came up and he mopped his bald head before putting back on his hat. Henry looked and acted the perfect eccentric professor whilst Steven was perfectly at ease in the politics of academia. Both were firm friends and both loved the thrill of the field as well as being brilliant scholars.
"Is it...?"
Henry's excitement was as reserved as both his personality and English accent could make it, yet both of them knew that he had pieced together clues that had suggested that something had been placed here. Steven brushed the dirt from the lintels and surfaces about the rock that formed the doorway to the cave below. Once satisfied he signaled to Marie to come over and look, she still thrilled to this classically handsome man with the grey hair that peppered his hair. Yet he was a reserved as Henry with her and was like him the perfect gentleman. Looking at her you would have thought she was a youth being slim and small. She kept her hair short and severely tied back which did not show her face to the best advantage. Her nose was more a beak and the dark brown eyes that were behind thick glasses assaulted you more than seduced you.
Marie bent down and traced a couple of possible shapes. She straightened and looked at the two waiting men.
"There may be what could be an A in Linear B and I think there is a staff engraved into the rock. " She drawled out her answer.
Henry beamed and slapped his knee and danced a small jig remarking how he knew it was here. Even Steven who was so grave smiled. Seeing the happiness in the two men smiled as well though with puzzlement. They were here to learn about archaeological techniques and instead of a well-developed dig they had found themselves on a treasure hunt in the middle of Boeotia some forty miles west of Thebes. Dimitrios a dark-haired muscular Herakles looked at the trio and cleared his throat.
"Excuse me Professor Symons what is here? What have we found?" He spoke English well but with the strong accent his friend Theo nodded as though he had also spoken.
Henry looked up and smiling spoke,"Why my dears we may have found Agave's tomb."
Dimitrios looked shocked and then spoke again,"Agave Professor but she was a myth."
"No, no my dears she was no myth she was as real as you or me. The daughter of Cadmus and Harmony, the sister of Semele the mother of Pentheus and a Bacchante who in her Maenad rage slew her son thinking him a beast at their orgy to Dionysus. I found an old inscription that said she fled here and in her grief took her own life to be buried here by her servants. And my dear boys we have found the old woman!!"
The man beamed with the thought of what was here and you could see the hunger in his eyes. It was in fact Marie who told the two students to bring their tents and gear here as they tried to find the best way to open the tomb. Steven led the exultant Henry into the shade though he quickly came back and began to seek other signs on the doorway to Agave's tomb. As they searched Marie joined Dimitrios and Theo in going back to the camp and preparing for the move to the newly-found tomb. The two men conversed in low voices until Dimitrios spoke.
"Do you think it true that we have found the tomb of Agave Professor?"
Marie considered her answer and then gave it.
"Yes I think it true. Not the Agave of myths but the Agave of ancient history. If it is what we think it is we have the greatest discovery in the Greek world since the discovery of Troy. You know the legend of course?" Theo shook his head.
"Well Agave was the daughter of Cadmus and Harmony, Cadmus had founded Thebes after rescuing Zeus from the Typhon and sowing the dragon's teeth. He was given Ares and Aphrodite's daughter Harmony as wife. Well they had four daughters, Semele who gave birth to Dionysus whose father was Zeus and another called Agave who married Pentheus a very ambitious nobleman of Thebes. Well Agave exposed the shame of Semele who was thrown out of the city and died of exposure, Pentheus using her shame was able to become king of Thebes in place of Cadmus." Swallowing some water to wet her dry throat she waited and continued with her story.
"Dionysus was taken to Asia and waited and learnt there until a man he came back to Thebes using his gifts he seduced Agave and her daughters in into wild orgies with him. Pentheus heard about them of course and spied on the women as they practiced their Bacchanal, Dionysus driving them mad made them see an animal that they tore apart only finding out later that they had ripped apart their father and Agave's husband. There was even a hint of cannibalism, as it was the people of Thebes drove out Agave, Cadmus and Harmony as well as Agave's daughters. There the legend ends, what Henry found was a shard of pottery that talked of a coven of Maenads led by Agave in these hills."
"No matter what you think of Henry he is a brilliant Classical Scholar and combing all references he came to the conclusion that there had been a secret Dionysian sect that had sprouted her around 1800BC and that they had been hunted to extinction by the later invading Dorians. So we came looking and I think we have found the find of the century. So to work and lets find out more."
Finished the two Greeks stripped to their shorts and packed the four wheel drives with the camping gear. Marie admired their bare muscular chests and bodies Dimitrios muscled like the young Herakles and Theo a young Akilles with long dark hair tied in a ponytail. Her body tingled and she licked her lips. It was such a shame that Steven was Henry's lover, she shook her head it has been too long since I have had a man. Then she jumped into the Land-Rover and traveled to the start of the dry creek bed where with practiced ease they set up a camp. As the day grew dim Steven and Henry joined the others and told Marie of finding engravings on the door of grapes and bees both signs of the Maenads.
Around dinner they discussed what they would do the next day over glasses of ouzo. As the night drew on all of them turned in and slipped into their beds. Marie slipped into the sheets of her bedroll clothed in cotton panties and t-shirt. She tried to imagine what lay behind the door. She seemed to hear the sound of bees in the distance and then it seemed to deeply rumbling drums that came from the earth beneath her and interrupted her thoughts . The dull throbbing seemed to squeeze her and excite her, her cunt seemed to throb with the vibration that soaked into her body.
Marie's body ached with need and passion, she felt hot and bothered and she was sweating so much. Rising she found that her body was swaying to the rhythms in the air. Somehow her hands touched her body and she found them cupping her breasts and pinching her breasts. Shaking her head she stepped into the night air and was hit by the stifling scent of pine in the air.
Turning to Steven's tent she heard the sound of passion and could see framed by the lamp there shadows. Henry's shadow seemed to kneel before Steven and his head bobbed back and forth as he sucked on the cock before him. Again her hands cradled her breasts and she slipped her hand between her legs and felt the furnace that was her cunt. The cloth was wet with her juice and she groaned. The two men made such a noise that she felt their passion in the air as Steven came into Henry's mouth. Stumbling Marie moved to the edge of the camp only to be taken by surprise as two hands clutch her shoulders.
They turned her around and lips pressed to her, a tongue slipped between her lips and she felt it massage hers. The hands that turned her rips the cloth of her t-shirt exposing her breasts. Fingers massaged and pressed her breasts massaging them gently and then pinching the rising nipples. She grunted in pleasure and then surprise as another set of hands pulled her panties from her body. Still air touched her naked cunt and she shivered. Then it was shivers of delight as fingers stroked her ass and slipped below the crease to open her wet lips.
The man before her slipped down her body taking a breast between his lips and bit softly into the firm flesh. His hands joined the other man's at her cunt and he stroked the wet fur between her legs adding to the pressure she felt there. She needed something inside her lips, she craved a cock there. A cock rubbed back and forth over her ass and it was so tempting. She wrapped her hand about the hard flesh and she was bent forward till she dropped to her hands and knees. Her mouth open she breathed heavily until a cock touched her lips. She sucked the head into her mouth and caressed the balls that were so near her. A groan escaped the lips of the man she sucked on and he rocked his body back and forth allowing his cock to slip in and out of her mouth. It was a piston that she drew on, taking its energy into her mouth.
A shudder passed through her body as the man behind her thrust his cock into her cunt. Violently he thrust, this was no gentle love-making but a harsh ripping need to take and feel pleasure. He pounded her cunt with deep hard thrusts that tripped her into orgasm. As he punished her cunt with delightful pleasure Marie sucked on the cock in her mouth and it slid deeper into her mouth until it went down her throat. The hair tickled her nose as it was buried in it. He allowed her to suck and torment his cock until unable to cope he moved out and now stabbed into her mouth again and again. Marie realised that she was being fucked in mouth and cunt at the same time and she ground her cunt back along the cock that pierced her as she sucked and licked harder at the cock in her mouth.
Crowing broke the air as she felt the harsh spasming cum of the man behind her. He filled her with his cum and pumped it deep into her as he came, cum flooded into her mouth and though bitter she swallowed it. The liquor slid down her throat and she wanted it all. She cried in frustration as the softening cocks slipped from her body. Hands lifted her to her feet and she felt lips again press to hers. As they did so she caressed the softened cocks near her.
About her it seemed the air was full of the rhythmic throbbing that goaded her onwards. Her body swayed to the noise that seemed to catch and hold her. In the dim moonlight she saw the man's body lying on the dust and the cock probing into the air as she squatted above it and guided her cum stained cunt so that she felt the fleshy spear slide deep into her body. She felt hands stroke her breasts and pinch her nipples. Kneeling above the man she felt the cock slip in and out of her lips as she rocked back and forth on the flesh. Behind her she felt hands part her ass cheeks and a cock press between them, lips kissed her earlobes and her neck.
Her body shivered as she felt the cock press against her hole and she relaxed the muscles about it. Pain shot through her body as fingers pulled at her nipples and the cock pushed into her virginal ass. She squealed as the cock thrust into her ass, it seemed she could feel the cocks rub each other through the thin skin that separated cunt and ass. The cock in her ass felt huge and it felt deliciously dirty as it stretched her tight rear passage open.
