Chapter One
Centuries ago there existed a civilization known as the Dahl. The Dahl's kingdom occupied the lands that would later become the Empire of Egypt. The Dahl were ruled over by a Queen named Ashara. The queen was not like any ruler who had ruled before or any that would come after. She ruled her kingdom with a perfect balance of fairness and force. The Dahl worshiped a goddess named Rhala and many believed that Queen Ashara possessed powers that had been given to her by the goddess. In the 4th year of her rule an event happened that would seal the fate of the Dahl forever. As the sun vanished beyond the horizon Queen Ashara prepared for a special ceremony known as the choosing. This ceremony was held once a year and it's purpose was for Ashara to choose three new female lovers for her harem. The queen loved the company of other women instead of men as she saw men to be vile and only useful as slaves. It was time, her subjects had spent the last few weeks sending their most beautiful daughters to the place and of the forty women she would select three to replace older members of her harem. Ashara took her place on a bed and one by one each of the women tried to arouse their queen. After hours of this Ashara made her choice and called over her head priestess. " I have decided on those three," she said to the priestess and she pointed," give the rest of them two gold pieces each and send them back to their homes." The priestess nodded and carried out her queens command. Ashara took her new lovers and retired to her private chambers.
Once inside her chambers the queen removed her silk robes and revealed her perfectly toned and tan body. Ashara stood just under six feet tall and had large and perfect breasts. Her best and most entrancing feature were her deep blue eyes. " Come my pets," the queen said in a soft yet commanding voice. " Let us fill this night with the sounds of passion and lust." The new slaves removed their robes and joined their queen on the bed. At once they took turns sucking the sweet wet juices from Ashara's wet pussy, the ones who were not servicing the queen made love to each other. As the sounds of lust and passion echoed through the chamber a blue mist began to fill the room. The mist surrounded the four lovers and its presence sent them into deeper realms of desire. Just then the mist broke up into three parts and entered into the new harem members. This caused them all to climax in an explosive manner over and over until they passed out. Ashara got up from the bed and observed her unconscious lovers, she then placed her robe back on and exited the rear of the room through a secret passageway in the wall. Ashara followed a tunnel for fifty yards that led into a small room called the sanctuary. In the front of the room there stood a statue of the goddess Rhala. The Queen kneeled at the foot of the statue and kissed the toes of the statue one at a time. Ashara then stepped back and the statue began to glow blue. There was a huge flash of blue light and there stood a beautiful blonde woman. "Hello Ashara," the woman said," I am pleased that you have shown thanks to me over the past four years as gratitude for the gifts I have given to you, but now I come to you with a warning. The time of the Dahl must come to an end, though you are loyal to me, the majority of your subjects are not. They are worshiping other goddesses and gods. At daybreak I will create a sand storm that will destroy this kingdom."
" Is there any way to prevent this fate," Ashara asked," I will do anything if you spare the kingdom from your anger."
" My decision cannot be taken back," The goddess replied," but for your obedience I will spare your soul." I will turn you into a small, golden statue, your soul will live in the statue until the inscription on the back is read by a virgin woman.", With a flash of light the goddess shot a small ball of energy at the Queen, the energy turned Ashara into a golden statue that was about five inches tall. Rhala took the statue and placed it on a shelf in the room, she then vanished. At daybreak the goddess sent a large and violent sand storm across the kingdom, there were no survivors. Ten years later a natural sand storm unearthed the entrance to the remains of the Dahl palace. It was Egyptians that found the ruins and they took all of the treasures they could find for their pharaoh. Among these treasures was a small golden statue that stood five inches tall.
Chapter Two
I don't know if it was destiny or luck that day, but on July 30th 1977 my grandfather Andrew Carter found the unmarked tomb of an Egyptian princess. Inside the tomb he found riches beyond his wildest dreams. There were chests full of gold, jewels of all types and color, but the most interesting item was a small golden statue found in the hands of the long dead princess. My grandfather could never find out which of the pharaohs daughter this was but the markings on her sarcophagus had the royal seal. All of the treasure was donated to a museum, all except for the small statue that the princess had been holding. For many years my grandfather tried to translate the inscription on the statue but the language was not Egyptian or for that matter anything, the inscription was written in a text that had never been seen before. Andrew Carter died before he could unlock the secrets of the statue but now I will have a shot at it, my name is Professor Amy Carter and spent my entire life learning ancient and dead languages, and I unlocked the secrets of the statue, but I wish that I hadn't.
Six am, it was still an hour before dawn but I had an important lecture to give so I placed my feet onto the cold hardwood floor and made my way to the bathroom. After a long hot shower I was awake and ready to take on the new day. My lecture that I had to give later that day was about my grandfather's mystery Princess. The exhibit containing her mummy as well as the relics from her tomb was now on display at the local museum. I had learned much about this princess in the two years after my grandfather's death, I now knew that she was a daughter of the pharaoh Seti and sister of the great Ramesses The Second. Recent documents found in the Valley Of The Kings stated that Princess Hotaru was at one time married to her brother. However, after she tried to kill Ramesses she was banished from the land and was forced to live out her days in the unforgiving desert. When she died Ramesses took pity on her and commissioned a small unmarked tomb for her. He dressed the tomb with riches fitting a royal sister and to top it off he placed the statue in her hands, the statue that she had played with when they grew up.
"Damn," I said to myself when my car wouldn't turn over," I fucking hate these cold New England winters." I slammed my hood down and called a cab.
I arrived at the Maine university campus with just moments to spare. I did a quick touch up to my hair and entered my classroom. A few minutes went by before I got my class to settle down but I was soon into my lecture. The students seemed to hang on my every word, I think they were fascinated with the small statue which I had brought with me to class. With only a half hour left I revealed the best part of my lecture. " Class," I said as I held up the statue, "on this small relic there is an inscription that until now has not been decoded. After years of research and study I have deciphered this mystery language. It is a cross of four different languages from the time, Ancient Egyptian, Ancient Greek, Minoan, and finally Ancient Celtic." I explained a little about each civilization and then the moment of truth came. " Ok class, here it goes, the inscription reads; let the soul who rests in this statue be born again into the world of mortals." Just then the small statue began to exude a blue glow and before I knew what was happening the room filled with a flash of light. The class and I awoke a few minutes later to find that the statue was gone and so was a student named Darcie Morris.
Chapter Three
As my students and I talked to campus security and the local police young Darcie was being taken across town by the awakened Queen Ashara. Using her hypnotic powers Ashara had taken control of Darcie as we were being knocked out. The queen then had the young cheerleader drive them to the north side of the city and checked them into a motel room using cash and a fake name. Though Ashara had been inside the statue she had read Darcie's mind and used that knowledge to escape the campus and to avoid capture. After locking the door of the motel room Darcie who was still in the queen's power waited for orders from her new mistress. "Come over to me young one," Ashara said in a soft and seductive voice," I am your mistress now and you will please me."
"Yes my mistress," Darcie replied, "I will serve and obey you." Darcie had now reached the bed where her queen had already removed her robe revealing her perfect golden body.
"Undress for me my pet," the queen commanded, "I wish to see your naked body."
"Yes mistress," Darcie replied. The entranced cheerleader then began to remove her clothes one piece at a time. Since there was a football game the next day Darcie had worn her uniform to that day, she started with her tennis shoes and ankle socks, the young woman of twenty-one then slowly and seductively slid her glossy pantyhose off of her long, athletic legs. Next came Darcie's black thong panties. All that remained was her skirt and uniform top but the queen stopped her there. "That will do for now," she said," now service me." Darcie got down on her knees and began to eat from Ashara's waiting pussy. After centuries in the statue the sensation that came from this sent the queen into a frenzy of lust, she grabbed Darcie's long raven black hair as the youth continued to lick, kiss, and suck on the queen's clit. The juices that flowed from Ashara as she climaxed over and over were happily lapped up by Darcie. The queen came twenty times before she allowed her slave to stop. "Now," the queen said," remove the rest of your garments and lie on the bed."
"Yes my mistress," the youth replied. She then followed her commands and was now naked on the bed next to the queen. Ashara then straddled her slave and began to suck on Darcie's D cup breasts, her lips and tongue teased the youth's nipples and caused her sex to become wet. After slowly and teasingly making her way down her slave's body Ashara drove her tongue into Darcie's now dripping pussy. The cheerleader's moans of pleasure and lust filled the room. The queen pleased her until she passed out. Ashara the got up and studied Darcie's clothing. "I will ask my pet how to fit into this world when she wakes," Ashara said to herself, "it seems that I have been gone for a long time, but I will rule this world as well."
Chapter Four
