abandoned New Sodom [guy_sas x Whimsical Dreams]

[Whimsical Dreams]

Aha!  So there was more to it!  It seemed that he at least could remember something of his past, and if he was doing something related to a mysterious cave that was perfect for secrets, she definitely thought it could be an aid to her investigation.  "Interesting.  You tried three separate times?"  By the sounds of it, though, the cave might be more of a cave system, and if so, it could be tricky.  Rather than just walk in, she might need actual equipment.  "Show me these maps you made," she said firmly, not letting go of a possible lead or aid.

[guy_sas]

He stare back at her a moment, and then raises one finger. "I don't want my coffee to get cold." He says as he takes another sip. No matter what Lora says or does, he refuses to move from his seat until he's finished his entire cup. It's a strange personality trait to be sure, but at least its something, right? As soon as he finishes his coffee, he stands up and makes his way to a spiral stairway, attached to the wall. He walks up it and pushes open a trapdoor at the top, before he moves into the next room.

What was once the room that held the light to lighthouse is now his bedroom. His bed, or rather the mattress with sheets on it, lies where the light once was. Around the room there are scattered star charts, which have clearly been neglected, torn with footprints marking them. Theirs bookself off to the side of one of the rooms. Looking out through the glass windows, one could see the entire island laid out before them.

The gecko knelt down next to the bookcase and began to pull out book after dust book, looking for whichever one was his old journal. After a couple minutes of searching he finally found it, and gave it to Lora. He had already opened it to the page that showed the first map, and placed in markers for where the other two were. It was clearly drawn by a beginner, the lines were sketchy, and there was no key for any distances. However when Lora turned to see the other maps, a new, much larger problem, became apparent. The maps were different. All of them showed completely different layouts for the cave. 

[Whimsical Dreams]

His attitude was starting to get on her nerves.  "Okay, how about now?" she mumbled out to him, only to get the stern response back.  He could literally just make another one or whatever, this was WAY more important than a damned cup of coffee!  But she also didn't want to push her luck.  She could turn out offending him to the point that he wouldn't be aiding her in the investigation and holding on to a potentially important piece of evidence.  Eventually, when he finally did finish and got up, Lora didn't even hide her annoyed relief as she immediately got up and walked behind him, barely leaving any room at all.  The last thing she needed was him to pull any punches, and her loud clops right behind him were to make sure he didn't deviate.

The disaster that was this room didn't annoy her as much as it should have.  It looked much like her room at home, files of cases all about the place in an organized mess.  So at least she could understand to that degree, but she was very eager to get her hands on the maps.  No sooner did he present them than she practically snatched it out of his hands and rummaged through the maps.  "Wait a minute... where do these connect?" she asked, unsure as to which order the maps were.  Each one had an entrance but... it must've lead to the 'entrance' of one of the other ones.  And already it was looking pretty big.

[guy_sas]

"They don't," he replied in a flat tone as he walked over and sat back down on the edge of his mattress. "those are three maps that start from the same point, the entrance on the beach. They were about as accurate as I could make it. As far as I can tell, the cave is changing detective." He paused for a moment, "It sounds impossible, sure. Things are different on this island though, a man can come back from the dead. Nightmares lurk just off of the beaten path, ready to taunt you." He looked her dead in the eyes. "the other one didn't believe me either. Sarai, I think her name was."

Edited May 1, 2018 by guy_sas

[Whimsical Dreams]

His whole spiel was coming off as the ravings of a madman.  Well... maybe they were... after all, the weeds or whatever might've been affecting him just as much as they affected her.  Supposedly, she still wasn't entirely buying that story but it's not like she could even hazard a guess as to the real nature of the hallucinations.  Other than if she were going crazy... which was absurd!  "Wait... what did you say?"  The reporter had already gotten to him first?  How long had she been out that this could've happened?

Even so, it wasn't so much a matter of rivalry and solving the story before that cat got her hands on it to dole out freely, it was more of a citizen getting in trouble for meddling into affairs she shouldn't have.  Lora was still angry with her, but she'd put that aside for now.  "How long ago did that woman visit you?"

[guy_sas]

"How long ago," he laid back on the mattress as he thought, "I don't have a clock," he admitted, "but I'd say she left fifteen minutes before you arrived. I would've thought that you might've passed her on your way here." He closed his eyes as if he was going to sleep. For a second his body started to shiver, just a little, and it was hard to see under his baggy clothes. He opened his eyes, stood up, and made his way back towards the stairway leading down. "Was there anything else, detective? I'm going to get myself another cup of coffee."

[Whimsical Dreams]

"Fifteen minutes?"  So she probably hadn't been out that long, that was a good sign.  The last thing she needed was a recreation of the few nights she drank heavily before her meds.  Knocked out two days in a row, missed work... the usual problems booze and drugs did.  Regardless, she had to get a move on, and frankly, she doubted he would be of much further help.  "No, that's it."  Lora thought about making an official nice statement to him, the usuals about thanking him or whatever, but he hardly seemed to be the type that received or cared about them.  So instead, she followed him back downstairs.  "I'll be off now.  I might be back so stay close to your door," she said, only wondering why the hell he lived in the lighthouse, out of all the places he could've, once she had left.  Ah well... next time...

Taking a look at the island map, she planned her trajectory to get to the cave known as Knossos.

[guy_sas]

As she walked through the forest again, everything seemed to go still as she walked back down the path towards Knossos. Their was no wind, no sound of other animals. For most of the journey, the only thing that kept her company on that walk was the steady clop, clop of her hooves against the ground. Knossos was practically on the other side of the island, but the fastest path cut around the center of town. Perhaps that was the reason why she didn't see anyone else on her journey. Just as she reached the end of her path, and was about to step from the dirt onto the sand a strong breeze came in from the ocean like a roar. As it whistled through the trees now behind her, she thought she heard another ghost voice speak. It said "help," and it almost sounded like Sarai. Then as fast as the wind had come it was gone.

Lora had to walk along the edge of the beach for a moment or two before she found it. The beach was lower than the dirt and rock that made up the mainland of the island. At it's highest there was a seven foot wall of rock and dirt that rose up to separate them. The entrance to Knossos was in one of those walls. It was almost like the gaping maw of some creature. It quickly headed downwards from the beach into the earth. The water didn't get close to the entrance, but it was only low tide. At high tide, there was no doubt that it would start to pour in. 

[Whimsical Dreams]

This island was really starting to get the better of her.  Though obviously nothing should be out here... well, no something should be out here, bugs or something.  There shouldn't be a lack of noise as there was!  Well, her clopping helped but it wasn't nearly as soothing as she would've liked it to be.  Shaking her head, she walked with a long stride, making good time across the tiny island, even if she had to get to the other side.  For a moment as she neared the town, she thought about taking some of the denizens with her, just in case.  Ultimately, though, she didn't have time to stop and chat.  She needed to move on.

The sudden breeze that caught her as she was about to descend made her stop cold for a moment.  "Wait, what was that?  Sarai?"  Lora twisted her head to take a look the moment she heard the voice, but... there was nothing there.  Not even the wind...  Shaking her head and chalking it up to her delusions, the mare pressed onward, toward the cave.  Yet it didn't take her long to realize the precarious situation.  "Hrm..."  She needed to make sure she had time to go in and come out before the tide rose, and she checked her pda to find the time to calculate this.

[guy_sas]

It was about six thirty in the afternoon when she checked the time. It was hard to tell how close to low tide it was, but it seemed rather close. That would mean she had six hours, give or take until the next high tide. Of course by then she would be facing another problem anyway, the problem of light. The forest that made up so much of the island blocked out the view of the sun once it dipped below a certain point. Now, in the open air, it was easier to be reminded of the simple fact that the day had to end. If she was lucky she might've had two hours of good sunlight left, though in all likelihood she had a little more than an hours worth.

[Whimsical Dreams]

"Hrm..."  Spelunking at night wasn't something that appealed to her at all.  She should probably wait for morning and be sure of going in just after low tide, but at the same time, Sarai was probably in there.  The cat must've taken in her two crew members, so Lora figured that at least they could stay relatively safe together.  In the meantime, she withdrew her small handlight from her satchel and readied it by clipping it to her belt.  Well look at that, the belt came in handy!  Regardless, and with the maps in hand, Lora slowly ventured forth to the mouth of Knossos.

She stuck her head in only for a short time, letting her eyes get adjusted to the darkness as much as they could.  Though she figured once inside, she would be needing her light anyway.  "Okay, let's see what mysteries you hide," she said to herself before starting her venture forth.

[guy_sas]

The cave was rather wide on the inside, and the floor was slick. The air inside was stale, and the noise carried around. The clopping of Lora's hooves against the stone floor bounced off the walls, and the caves around her were filled with those echoes. The caves moved downward pretty fast, combined with the slickness of the floors, Lora had to keep one hand on the wall at almost all times to keep herself from falling forward. The maps ended up being proving useless very fast, when she reached a fork in the caves, that none of them could've followed. 

"Ahhhh! No!"

The scream came from down the left path, and it was unmistakable. This wasn't a hallucination or trick of the wind, it was a scream, a real scream. It was feminine, but unfamiliar to Lora. There was something a little strange about it though. It was hard to tell from the one little snippet, but it didn't sound like a scream of pain at all. Rather like a loud moan of pleasure. 

[Whimsical Dreams]

"Well..." Lora said lowly to herself, her voice likely drowned out by the reverberations of her hooves, "if there's someone waiting for me in here, they probably know I'm coming."  Then again, she rarely ever had the element of surprise on her side anyway, and relied on brute force to get things done.  The slickness on her hooves was probably even worse than, say, not having hooves, and she felt herself constantly nearly slipping and probably sliding right down the cave.  "So far so good though," she added, remembering one of the maps seemed to be the right one.

Until it wasn't.  "W-what..."  This fork had been so sudden... and none of the maps had that!  "Grr..."  Considering the poorly constructed modicum put into them, she could chalk it up to poor mapping skills.  VERY poor mapping skills.  With the maps now useless, she had to rely on... "W-what the fuck?"  The sudden scream practically made her jump back, and she could hear it coming from the left path.  With no other place to really go for directions, she started heading down that path, though the scream was... odd.  That was for sure...

[guy_sas]

The further she made her way down into the cave, chasing the scream, the more her sense of direction seemed to be twisted around. It became harder and harder to remember what direction she was facing, or the path she had took to get there. The screams kept of coming though, about once every couple minutes, so she was at least able to keep going after them. The closer she got the louder and more distinct the screams were. She could also pick up on another sound as well, quieter than the screams. Two wet sounds that came right after each other, shlick, shluck. They came one after another quickly.

"No, Ahhh, Stop. Please, I- Uhn, I don't want, Ahhh, want to become like them!"

Lora reached a corner, on the other side was a cavern. If she wanted to see what was going on, all she would have to do was step over and see it. Luckily, for once she might've had the element of surprise on her side, the noises coming from within the cavern were loud enough to almost completely drown out the clopping of her hooves.  

[Whimsical Dreams]

"Urgn.. ooph... hrgn..."  Lora grunted as she was forcing herself more and more haste while trying to maintain her balance as much as she could.  Running wasn't the word for it... more like trotting at a slower, rhythmic pace.  Several times she lost her hoofing, though managed to catch herself against the wall, using her rounded posterior or ample breasts as cushions for the blows.  "Urgn... must be getting closer..." she remarked to herself as she could hear the sounds more vividly now.  By this point, she probably couldn't remember how the hell to get out of here, but she'd worry about that when the time came.  For now, she pressed onward.

When the sounds were coming from right around the corner, she stopped to gather her breath.  What was going on?  Is that... at those... moans?  Still, she heard the voice clearly and whatever was happening to her, it wasn't to her will.  Drawing out her firearm and ready with her flashlight, she rounded the corner and aimed both forward.  "FBI!" she yelled out before even processing the scene, "Stop what you're doing and get down on the ground!"

[guy_sas]

Perhaps that was an ironic choice of words, as the victim was already several steps ahead of her, on "getting on the ground." She was held down by several tentacles that came out of the stonework itself, each one, looking grey and cracked. Her body was held down flat against ground, one tentacle over her waist, two holding each arm and leg, against the ground. There was one more that was rhythmically thrusting deep inside her pussy, deep enough to cause a slight bulge in her stomach whenever it pushed all the way in. The most noticeable part though, was the simple fact that her hands, feet, wrists and ankles weren't visible, they seemed to be encased in the stone floor. In fact most of her seemed to be stone, everywhere the tentacles touched, even her pussy. The last part of her that was still her red fur was her face, which she kept desperately shaking, trying to get free, tears pouring down her cheeks. That sight stole Lora's attention, until she looked around the rest of the cavern.

The walls were wide, and it seemed to stretch on forever, into darkness, and each wall was dotted with stone women, half buried in the rock. There had to be dozens, if not hundreds of them all through out the cavern. Each one held their own version of the same expression, a mix between overwhelming pleasure, agony, and despair. They all had tentacles still thrusting in and out of them, still dripping, even though they were stone. 

The last thing she noticed, was the eye. The entire domed  ceiling of the cavern was opened like an eye lid, and a red and black eye looked down on everything, hungrily. It's gaze was focused on the victim in the ground, but as soon as Lora screamed the pupil darted to look straight at her. Its gaze burned into her like a fire, and soon she was unable to move.

[Whimsical Dreams]

Obviously, the last thing she would've expected to see was... well... that!  Instead of some physical rapist or something like that... TENTACLES!?  "W-what he..."  The scene before her, as well as the scenery itself, came as a total shock to her.  Not being one to believe in ghosts, she believed even less in the... supernatural.  Everything had an explanation to it that didn't involved some powerful mythic creatures roaming around, kidnapping and raping girls.  But... what else could the scene before her be other than that?  And how... how did this even happen?  

Fear wasn't the word for it.  Awe... that was more like it.  She wasn't even afraid, she just couldn't believe that any of this was real.  And that huge eye above... what the hell was that!?  And yet... as it glared down at her, it felt like it was invading herself, whatever that meant.  "Uh... hun... hn..."  Why couldn't she move?  Was she really so scared that her body had shut down and refused to move?  Or... did this... thing... was it responsible?

[guy_sas]

Just as she was wondering all that did it finally hit her, as she glanced down at the girl again who was becoming less and less flesh by the second. She had found at least one of the New Sodomites. That girl on the floor, was Amanda, the last of the reported victims. Considering the number of others in the wall, and all over the floor, they others were probably in there as well. That ceased to be her concern though, as two strong, familiar hands gripped her from behind. 

"Well, well, well," a smooth voice said from right next to her ear, as a red fox stepped out into the light of her flashlight. He smiled that winning, confidant, sadistic, sociopathic, smile at her, "I must admit that it is a shame that you forced my hand to end it all, before I could really play with you." His hands reached up and plucked the gun and flash light out of her still hands. "I could've made you a work of art, but that time is passed now. The master doesn't want your," the other hands pull her arms behind her again as the fox grabs a nice handful of her tits, "perfect body hurt. Still, we can play with you in many other ways." He shines the flashlight into her eyes, making her blink, "oh, I can tell you have a lot of fire in you. This is going to be fun."

[Whimsical Dreams]

'What's going on here?  What the FUCK is that!?  Why can't I move!?'  These thoughts went through her head over and over as she slowly witnessed the victim getting encased further and further, the mare unable to help in any way.  In fact, she was helpless to defend herself, particularly as a figure appeared before her.  It took her a moment but then she recognized him.  The one who got away.  The one she had chased for years without any luck.  With only vague descriptions and portraits.  And now... there he stood, mockingly in front of her.  "Hn... gn..." she groaned, what little she could do.  

She felt hands on her, and it only triggered the memories she had been forced to relive once on this island already.  "Hgn.... hgnn..."  She could only stand there as her only tools were taken away from her, and she feels her arms disappear behind her.  'No... this can't be... this can't be happening!'  Her mind is affluter with excuses and regrets as the light shines in her eyes, and she's forced to squint, though the light burns in her eyes.  "Hrgnn... hhrgnn..."  The emeralds tear up from the intense focus, and she can only groan as he freely gropes her luscious breasts.

[guy_sas]

"These are just as good as I imagined," he purrs as he practically crushes her breast in his strong grip, "well, take one more look around, because it's the last you'll ever see." He spins around, shining the light as far down the cavern as he can, showing her as many women trapped as he can, before he turns the flashlight off. The last thing she sees before he does is Amanda finally get completely encased in the stone, and stop moving. After the light gets flicked off, she's in total darkness.

Her clothes start to get roughly torn off, the fox is practically skipping around her as he clearly delights in removing every item, usually by cutting it off. After a minute or two her body is completely bare, she can feel the cool air of the cave through her hair. Her she's forced to bend forward, just like before, and she can feel her face getting pushed against the crotch of someone in front of her. Against her internal commands, she spreads her legs out a bit, her body instinctively careful to not her hooves slip and her mouth opens. Two zippers get undone on either side of her, it isn't hard to guess what'll happen next.

[Whimsical Dreams]

"Hrrgnnn..."  Lora's nostrils managed to flair in response to the painful clutching the bastard did to her, her breast growing sore from it.  At this point, fear was still upcoming, as she tried to fight to move her body with all her might.  But nothing she did seemed to work, as only her eyes managed to have freedom of movement, and they followed the trail of light along, staring down the endless void of encased women in disbelief.  More guilt overcomes her as the last victim disappeared within the stone, and the blackness that ensued.  

Lora couldn't stand the darkness, and the fear that was repressed started to manifest itself within her.  Though she couldn't move, her body started to tremble, even more so as she felt her clothes leaving her body bit by bit.  'This isn't happening!  It can't be happening!' she screams in her mind, the only person able to hear her being herself.  Something was just utterly wrong here... why couldn't could she move!?  Though when she felt herself forced down, bent over like a bitch in heat, the fear fully engulfed her.  "NO!  NOT AGAIN!  PLEASE NOT AGAIN!' she screamed in her mind.  Tears welled up in her eyes, the baggy emeralds dulled from the first time it had ever happened, but still very vividly terrified.  She couldn't go through it again.

[guy_sas]

A deep sound echoes throughout the cavern, and it sounds like its coming from even deeper in the cave, much deeper. The noise itself was impossible to describe, even comprehend fully. It was low, loud, and almost dry sounding. Drregh. Dreegh. Drregh. It almost sounded like laughter of a sort. Like the cave itself, or whatever thing controlled that eye, was laughing at her. The two on either side of her pull back, and in one motion push forward. The cock in front of her was longer, it pushed well down into her throat in the first thrust, but the other one was very thick. Time seemed to slow down as they pushed inside her, and it seemed to stop just for a moment when the bottomed out. The lack of sight made her feel it so much more. Then the moment ended, they pulled back and started to fuck her holes.

[Whimsical Dreams]

What sort of mockery was that?  It made her feel so vulnerable... so defeated... unable to move, in pure darkness, in some non-descript cave in the middle of nowhere, with two souls who she couldn't see.  "HHRGNN!!"  Tears flowed freely from her eyes as she felt the cock attack her orally, and her nostrils flared hard just so she wouldn't gag from the sudden force to her throat.  Yet her pussy would endure a much different story, as she felt herself being torn apart.  Inch by inch, she could feel her holes being filled, as her body trembled in terror.  'NO!  GET AWAY FROM ME!' she wanted to cry out, the voice in her mind ringing out being her own from her youth.  Despite all of her lifelong experience, she was again being used while she lay there helplessly.  

Now, it was her body's turn to emanate the slurping and sucking noises as both cocks used her for their own pleasure.  "MRGHGNN!! HHRRGNN!!"  Slrngn slrlrgnn sllrmmn.  She couldn't even put up a fight with her muscles, her tracts frozen in place to hold unto the members as they passed back and forth through.

[guy_sas]

They kept thrusting in and out, getting faster and rougher the longer they went. The fox took a hard grab on her hair, pulling on it hard, adding a garnish of pain to the intense experience she was already feeling. Not that he needed to either, of course, her head kept itself up exactly where it needed to, to allow his cock to easily push its way down her throat. Then a loud slap echoed through out the room as the other one gave her plentiful ass a hard slap, and with his other hand, he decided to pull on her tail the same way the fox pulled on her hair. After what felt like hours of being used, but could've been nothing more than a couple mintues, she could feel the cocks start to throb inside her.

[Whimsical Dreams]

Her more mature body was definitely able to take more punishment than her younger counter part, and she felt it as the intensity of their strikes continued to increase.  While the loud slurps slipped out of her maw as the longer one pumped against her lips over and over, her pussy let out slick, wet sounds of lathering juices as she felt the pelvis behind her slap harshly against her rear without stopping, adding the flesh on flesh sounds to the cacophony of the cave.  Slobber began to pool beneath her used head, as conversely, globules of pussy juices littered the ground beneath her rear end.  

The harsh tugging of her hair and tail was painful, sure, but at this point, feeling was all she had, and it made her even more aware of her situation.  Frankly, she wasn't sure what was going to happen, particularly as she felt the throbbing within her.  "RHRGNGN!! HHHRGGNN!!" she mumbled, the one action she could do, despite it also being useless.