This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any actual person living or otherwise is completely accidental.
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Dr. Kimberly Wellis was a decorated archeologist and treasure hunter who was celebrated and renowned all over the world. Even though she was relatively young she had earned heaps of praise for her willingness to go anywhere. The constant success and media coverage had turned her into an arrogant woman who was blinded to her own shortcomings. That arrogance is what got her into her current predicament.
Dr. Kimberly Wellis found herself in a nightmarish scenario. Her most recent expedition found her visiting the tomb of an ancient Pharoah, one who was rumored to have a treasure unlike any other but it was hidden deep inside his resting place and guarded by a curse. The good doctor was not one to care about small curses though, she had treasure to find. Assembling a team of renowned experts and adventurers she set off inside the tomb ready to claim the treasure for her own. As soon as she got into the heart of the tomb her team was confronted by hulking monsters who had the bodies of men but with the heads of jackals. Her team attempted to fight back using their guns but it was no use. The beasts ruthlessly slaughtered the men of her group but captured her and the other women.
The monsters figured out she was the leader and took her to an ornate room with a throne and a sarcophagus in the middle of it. The monsters left, dragging her remaining team with them and sealed the door. When the door closed fully she couldn't but notice the sarcophagus start to slide open. Each inch that it uncovered caused Kimberly to panic, what kind of abomination would rise?
She got her answer when from out of the tomb a large figure with almost charcoal black skin arose. He was distinctly human and showed no signs of being even remotely close to dead. Giving it her best guess she saw the figure had to be close to seven feet tall, with the physique of a god. He looked as if he was cut from marble with a physique that could make most bodybuilders jealous. He was adorned in several gold rings and an Usekh collar made of gold, it was obvious she was in front of the Pharoah. Around his waist, he wore a covering that was also made of the same golden material.
Dr. Kimberly wanted to run, she wanted to scream but found out she couldn't she was paralyzed by some unidentifiable feeling. "Kneel," the Pharoah commanded his voice reverberating off the walls. Kimberly knelt, she had no power over her body and felt compelled to follow every order the monster in front of her gave. "So you're the wench who dares ignore my curse?" he bellowed.
Kimberly suddenly found herself able to speak again, "I'm sorry sir, please allow me to show forgiveness". She was shocked almost disgusted by the words that came out of her mouth. Her entire life Kimberly never let herself be bossed around by anyone, it was easy for her. She was tall with amazing legs and a nice figure. Her green eyes and brunette locks gave her an image of professionalism but power that was rooted in her feminity. It was her weapon, a sure-fire way to get whatever she wanted however now it was going to be her downfall. As Kimberly gazed at the Pharoah she was met with a cruel look that was undercut with something else...lust.