Nevada Jones #9 By DeannaTroi This is a work of fiction. It contains adult material of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. all characters depicted in sexual situations are 18 or older. Delta City, Ms. Americana, Lady Sara Kraft, Jungle Babe, Hexanna and the other heroines of the She Legion are the creation and property of Mr. X. Nevada, Nefertari and the other characters in this story are my own creation. Feel free to use my characters in your own stories as long as you try and keep their characters in line with what is depicted in these stories. You can send all feedback to: troi@hotmail.com The full moon was peeking through the kitchen window of Piper House as midnight approached. The day had dragged by for Nevada. She knew she should be excited at the prospect of finding out the truth about her family legends, but her heart wasn't really in it. Nefertari had spent the previous night sleeping on the sofa rather than joining her in her bed or repeating the previous night with Arizona. The statuesque dark skinned woman had claimed she had gotten caught up in the all night Buffy marathon and had just forgotten to go to bed. "What did you learn from watching all that Buffy?" asked Rex the next morning when he found her asleep on the sofa. "Ben is Glory," mumbled Nefertari as she shuffled off to the bathroom, "That's profound," agreed Rex as he turned the channel to Wolf News to watch their new morning show titled Alternative Truth which was currently exploring the possibility that the U.S. Navy had actually bombed the Japanese fleet moored in Tokyeo Harbour on December 7, 1941 to precipitate the entry of Japan into World War II. An expert who had written a best selling book based on his historical research was argueing vehemently for his theory. Nevada and Nefertari had then spent the rest of the day avoiding talking about anything more consequential than the weather and how the WWE was really fake. "I still say the one who calls himself The Rock bears a striking resemblance to someone I once knew," protested Nefertari. Hexanna had been waiting for them when they arrived at Fiona Piper's house an hour before midnight. The sorceress had taken a brief tour of the vast collections of stuff and had been suitably impressed by the extensive strap-on collection. "I think I owned one just like this," mused Hexanna as she caressed a very realistic looking penis made of some soft polished wood. "It was a few hundred years ago and before they discovered plastic and rubber. It was called the Prince Albert model since it was supposed to be an exact model of his dick. They said missing the real thing was why Queen Victoria was so depressed after he died." "It seems a bit er inflexible," commented Nevada as she regarded the thing. "Oh so was Albert," replied Hexanna distractedly as if lost in thought. "You had to be careful when buying one of these though. There were a lot of cheap knockoffs that gave you some nasty slivers." Nevada shuddered and led the way over to the basement door where Fiona was waiting. As the entire collection of Grandfather clocks in some distant room began to chime midnight, the young girl rapped solidly on the door seven times before opening it. The four of them started down the stairs with Nevada giving a running report to Arizona and the others back in their apartment via her wristband. "There is no sign of the furnace and the other stuff," Nevada reported as she neared the bottom of the steps. "There is a huge collection of garden gnomes and pink flamingos and ..." Whatever else she saw was suddenly cut off as the lights went off leaving her in total darkness just as she took the last step downonto the basement floor. "Nevada!" cried Nefertari in alarm asNevada's voice cut off in mid sentence and she hurried down the remaining steps with Fiona and Hexanna close behind her. "What happened to Nevada?" called Arizona in a worried voice. "I don't know, the lights went out just as she reached the bottom," replied Nefertari. "Don't worry, I will find her." "Wait for us," called Hexanna after the former queen. "This house is suddenly very active with occult energy and we need to stick together." "I need to find Nevada," cried Nefertari. "She has to be ...." and Nefertari's voice also abruptly cut off as she took the last step. "Nevada? Nefertari?" called an increasingly concerned Arizona into a radio that only gave him static back. "The house has never behaved quite like this before," said Fiona as she hurried ahead of Hexanna. "Except for that one time when daddy van ... " and then the girl was gone to. "I suddenly feel like humming the theme from Jaws," said the staff. "That's not very helpful," snapped Hexanna. "Why don't you shine a little light on things?" "Aw you know the deal," replied the staff. "Give my shaft a few strokes first." Hexanna sighed and ran her hands up and down the wooden staff a few times. "Ahhhhh that feel so good when you stroke me like that baby," moaned the staff as a pale blue light began to eminate from its eyes to light up the stairs and the basement. "Pervert," muttered the sorceress as she looked around at the empty basement. Well, empty was hardly the word to describe what she saw. The gnomes and pink flamingos were gone and now she saw what looked like an extensive collection of fishing rods to her left and a collection of antique cars off to her right which stretched into an impossible distance. The basement, however, was empty in the sense that there was no sight of the other three women. * * * Crimson Spider paused at the top of the basement steps and sniffed. He could smell the magic and the power in this house and it was intoxicating. The Imp had not lied to him for once as he could sense the unworldly power of the Ark. He could also sense the light skinned girl he had fucked in his tomb and his former whore Nefertari. Crimson Spider gave an evil smile. This promised to be a very pleasureable reunion with both of them. He sniffed again. There was a third person he didn't know, presumably the owner of this house. The mummy sensed a power there that he couldn't identify, but no matter, he was Crimson Spider afterall. One last sniff. Ah, another familiar scent and one he remembered with a mixture of fondness and anger. The witch had been his to play with once upon a time, but the bitch had tricked him and escaped. Worse, she had foiled his plans at that time. Well, he would enjoy her body again and have his revenge on her as well. The mummy turned to look at his minions. Damn, it was good to have minions again he thought. "Our prey has separated for some unknown reason, so we must do so as well. Jungle Babe and Lady Kraft, you will find and subdue your fellow heroine, the one who calls herself Hexanna." Both Jungle Babe and Sara Kraft gave a mental start at hearing their friend's name, but outwardly Crimson Spider's spell allowed no sign of their dismay. As he gestured them forward, they went down the basement steps and vanished in the instant their feet touched the basement floor. "Lapis, my most loyal daughter, I charge you with defeating your former mistress and bringing her to me," ordered Crimson Spider. Only the most observant of people, which did not include Crimson Spider, would have seen the brief flash of dismay that crossed Lapis's face before she bowed her head to her father. "As you wish sire, I shall once more prove my loyalty to you and your causes." With that the blue eyed, dark skinned woman went down the stairs and like the heroines before her, vanished upon setting foot on the basement floor. "The whip wielding slut will be my target," said Crimson Spider to Faruq and Holly who were the only two left. "Her heritage will draw her to the Ark and that is my ultimate goal. You two will go after the other girl, the one who owns this house. From all accounts, she is an Aphrodite and so must be brought into my service." Faruq and Holly both nodded and descended the stairs into the basement, only to vanish instantly as had their predecessors. The power will soon be mine, thought Crimson Spider as he now in his turn walked down the stairs and vanished. * * * In the living room of Piper House, a nondescript man removed a pile of Penthouse magazines from a comfortable chair and sat down. He glanced at the cover of the top magazine and smiled. He remembered writing a letter that had been published in that issue about an adventure he had with a large breasted stewardess. It had been only slightly exaggerated which was more than could be said for all those other letters that got published. The man could hear Crimson Spider giving instructions to his minions by the basement steps. Damn, what was it the rabbit called the loud mouthed guy with the orange moustache? Oh yes, an ultra maroon. It was the perfect description for Crimson Spider. The asshole was conceited enough to think he could handle the power of the Ark? Only in his dreams!Well before the mummy came to a fortunate end, he should provide an evening's entertainment which would have to be better than watching another night of "Dancing With the Stars". Settling comfortably in the chair, the man snapped his fingers and a beer and alarge bowl of popcorn appeared. A second snap of his fingers produced a perfect 3D hologram showing him his choice of scenes in the basement. * * * Hexanna was winding her way through the collection of automobiles which seemed to include everything from a Ford ModelT to whatever kind of car Doc Brown had used in "Back to the Future", when she heard footsteps. The sorceress looked around and caught sight of Lady Sara Kraft and Jungle Babe moving towards her. She wondered what had brought her fellow She Legion members to Piper House. "I got a bad feeling about this," muttered the staff. Hexanna frowned and then held up the staff and muttered a one word spell under her breath. ""Revealus!" she commanded and a flare of white light burst from the staff. When it struck LadyKraft and Jungle Babe, a bright red dot showed on their foreheads. Looking closer, Hexanna saw the dot was actually in the shape of a spider. Hexanna sucked in a breath of recognition and quickly prepared a magical blast as her two friends advanced on her without yet saying a word. Suddenly Lady Kraft and Jungle Babe lunged towards the sorceress and Hexanna hesitated for just a second in her desire to not hurt her friends. That split second of delay proved costly as Sara Kraft lunged low and Jungle Babe came in high and both slammed into Hexanna before she could cast her spell. For their part, Sara Kraft and Jungle Babe had been desperately and without success trying to resist the order given to them by Crimson Spider. When they spotted Hexanna moving through the vast collection of cars, they had stalked her until within leaping distance and then struck. The three of them ended up sprawled over the large hood of a vintage Rolls Royce while Hexanna's staff clattered to the floor. Hexanna struggled valiently, but she was outnumbered two to one and was not as capable at such physical fighting as her attackers since she tended to rely more on her magic. "Sara, Jungle Babe," cried Hexanna, "you have to fight off Crimson Spider's control." "We've been trying to love," replied Sara who was pinning down Hexanna's legs with her body and now reached inside Hexanna's loincloth bottom to run her fingers over the sorceress's pussy. "Ahhhhh," moaned Hexanna. "Did he tell you to do that too?" she demanded glaring down at Lady Kraft. "It's what he wanted," replied Sara and her fingers played another chord on Hexanna's sex eliciting another high pitched moan of pleasure from the dark haired sorceress. "We are really trying to fight him," put in Jungle Babe as she held down Hexanna's arms with one strong hand and reached down with her free hand to rip the dark haired woman's top off, freeing her large jugs. The exposed breasts bounced and jiggled on the witch's chest and the dark nipples were already hard in the cool air of the basement. "You don't seem to be trying too hard," complained Hexanna as the Jungle Queen began to grope her boobs. "I have to admit, seeing and feeling these puppies is making it harder to resist," agreed Jungle Babe as she bent down and sucked one of Hexanna's hard nipples into her mouth. With their current orientation, this left the blonde's large boobs dangling in Hexanna's face and she felt her Aphrodite gene telling her how good they looked and you could always fight later after having a little fun. Hexanna sighed and wrapped her lips around Jungle Babe's dangling tit and began to suck on it. "Hey, I can't see anything from down here!" complained the staff. "Would you mind?" asked Hexanna as she let Jungle Babe's tit slip from her mouth to speak. "Anything for you love, said Lady Kraft as she reached down and propped up the staff where it could get a skulls eye view of things. Then the English noblewoman pulled Hexanna's bottoms down and pushed her legs apart before diving in for her first lick. Hexanna smiled her thanks and then went back to sucking on Jungle Babe's breasts while she spread her legs apart to give Sara better access to her honeypot. The polished metal surface of the limousine felt nice and cool under her ass, a stark contrast to the heat in her pussy. Hexanna felt Sara's gifted tongue probing inside that hot, wet box and moaned loudly into Jungle Babe's tit. "I want to see how magical your tongue is now," said Jungle Babe after a few minutes and sat up. With a well practiced wiggle, the Queen of the jungle slid her fur bikini bottoms down and planted her pussy onto Hexanna's face. "I knew I kept this gig for some reason," said the staff as it watched its nominal mistress begin to eat out the busty blonde. * * * Holly Dwindle wondered why the hell she was here. Her customs job had been incredibly boring, but it had at least been safe and boring. Now she was caught up in things she didn't understand and had absolutely no choice in. Crimson Spider had ordered her to help Faruq find the girl who owned this house and bring her to him. Suddenly, she found herself a minion for a villain who belonged in a James Bond movie. Crimson Spider had also said the girl, Fiona Piper she remembered, had some super powers, so what the hell was her all knowing and must be obeyed master thinking when he dispatched her to do this job. Holly hoped that Faruq could handle the heavy lifting and then she realized as she looked around that Faruq had disappeared. Oh bloody hell! * * * Faruq smirked to himself as he made his way through the maze that comprised the basement of this very strange house. Crimson Spider had been so confident in his hold on Faruq that he had never bothered to put a loyalty spell on him as he had on the sluts. Faruq sensed that the Ark was close by and if he could find it before his erstwhile master, its power would be his to control and then it would be Faruq who was in charge and not that bandaged fool. He didn't care about the girl Holly and their assigned task of finding the girl who owned this house. When this night was over, it would see a new power for the world to contend with and it wouldn't be Crimson Spider. * * * Fiona Piper stopped to examine the collection of Hot Wheels cars she had just spotted. They were all in pristine condition, still in their packaging and hung on a large pegboard on the wall. She had never seen them before and there were several hundred in the collection. She wished she had brought her laptop with her so she could properly catalog them. Everytime she went down into the basements, she found something new like this. Let other people waste their time on Twitter and Facebook, she would rather have the fun of defining new fields and adding records to her database Hmm, she would need a graphic field for a picture and a hyperlink field to connect the toy cars to their real life versions, probably using Wikipedia. Fiona's thoughts were interrupted by the soft clearing of a throat. "Um, er hello there," said Holly. "My um master sent us to bring you to him, if you don't mind." "Us?" asked Fiona looking around and failing to see anyone else. "Well, we started out as an 'us', but something seems to have happened to Faruqk," replied Holly. "So, it looks like it's up to me." "What if I don't want to go?" asked Fiona calmly. "Holly scrunched up her face in concentration. "Um, according to my orders, that isn't an option." "Do you like music?" asked Fiona. "Er as long as its not Hip Hop or Country," replied a confused Holly who didn't understand the abrupt change in topics. Fiona smiled, pulled out her flute and began to play a familiar tune. * * * This was insane thought Nefertari. No mere dwelling could contain all of this ... all of this junk! There had been that collection of plastic containers of every size and shape you could imagine. There had been a collection of flags, hundreds or maybe even thousands of them, each mounted on a miniature six foot flag pole. There had been a collection of toilet bowl brushes in various colours and sizes. Why would anyone collect any of this stuff? Now she was looking at what the sign said was the world's most complete collection of "Cuddle Buddies" which were some kind of demented looking stuffed animals. Each one looked like two animals that had been fused together in some obscene ritual. The one she picked up said it was a "Panderoo" though she couldn't even identify the two constituent animals. As she looked at the thing, Nefertari heard a sound behind her and wheeled around to see another dark skinned woman appear in the doorway of her current room. Lapis!" she cried in shock. It is not possible that you are here. Not after two thousand years." Lapis bowed her head to her former mistress. "I could say the same about you, but here we both are." "Traitoress bitch!" scremed Nefertari and she charged across the room, fists clenched and murder in her eyes. "You betrayed me and my country. You sold me into whoredom and my people into slavery. For that you will pay and I only thank the gods that you are indeed here to pay for your evil deeds." Before Nefertari could reach Lapis, however, the blue eyed girl lashed out with a magical force blast from her hands that caught Nefertari in the chest and sent her crashing back into the Cuddle Buddy collection. "It will go easier on you if you just surrender," said Lapis calmly. "I take no joy in what I do. I merely have no choice but to obey the wishes of my father." "Crimson Spider is your father?" asked an incredulous Nefertari as she got to her feet and prepared to attack again. "He is," affirmed Lapis. "I did not realize you were unaware of that fact." "I was locked up in a tomb for two thousand years," snarled Nefertari. "It is a little difficult to get news in a place like that." Lapis nodded. "That is my experience also." "Crimson Spider is not mind controlling you," observed Nefertari as she narrowed her eyes to look more closely at her former maid. "Why do you follow his orders if they are as distasteful to you as I sense they are." Lapis shrugged. "he is my father. I must obey him." "That's nonsense," snapped Nefertari and then paused. She had always been an obedient daughter to her own parents hadn't she? She had never questioned their directions or her future destiny to replace them as ruler of Eqt when they had departed on a journey of exploration. Like herself, her parents had the Aphrodite gift of immortality and after ruling Eqt for several centuries had passed on their rule to Nefertari and bid her look after the land as they had done while they looked for new adventures. In some ways, her obedience to her parent's wishes was little different than that of Lapis. Well, except she hadn't been ordered to commit treason and sell thousands of people into slavery. She would feel sorry for Lapis after she pounded the other woman unconscious. * * * Nevada had been wandering around the seemingly endless basement for an hour and was examining what appeared to be a collection of fire extinguishers when she saw Crimson Spider striding towards her across the large room. "It is pointless for you to try and resist me," rumbled the mummy, "but being a stupid girl, I imagine you willl try." "Damned right," snarled Nevada as she uncoiled her whip. "Why don't you slide out that big, nasty dick of yours and we can see how it likes a little loving attention." With that, Nevada cracked her whip a few times to demonstrate her intention was not to provide the pleasure Crimson Spider wanted. "I think you need to be taught a lesson," said Crimson Spider. "By you and what army?" returned Nevada. "I cannot control this house in its entireity," said Crimson Spider, "but I can manipulate it to some extent." Having so spoken the mummy stepped out of the room and closed the door. With a curse, Nevada ran to the door, flung it open and stepped out into an empty hallway, except she found herself in a different hallway than before. This one had stone walls and a floor composed of individualy fitted stones. There was also no sign of the door she had just come through. "This is one of the more interesting collections in the house," said Crimson Spider's voice though there was no sign of the mummy itself. "A collection of deadly traps. If you survive, you will show you are worthy of being my slave." Nevada cursed the mummy for a full minute before stopping to take in the corridor. It looked normal and totally harmless, which probably meant it was just the opposite. Well, she had been raised on the stories of her great grandfather, so lets see how much use they are in reality. The first thing she noticed were the small holes in the walls which could hide a variety of nasty things. Nevada doubted walking down the corridor was a good way to live very long, but what other option did she have? Hmm, there was something odd about the stones that made up the floor. Most of them were rough textured, but now and then, there were stones with a smoother, worn look to them. Worn as if they had been stepped on thousands of times while the others had not. Offering up a prayer to old family legends, Nevada hopped, skipped and jumped from smooth stone to smooth stone until she was beyond the section with the holes in the wall. Taking a coin from one of the pouches on her belt, Nevada tossed it onto one of the rougher stones. There was a hiss and a small wooden dart shot out of one of the holes to crash into the far wall. A small dart, but the tip of the thing had an ugly black smear on it. "Very good," intoned Crimson Spider from wherever he was watching. "You survived the first trap. I wonder if you can survive them all?" * * * Jungle Babe's body quaked with an orgasm and Hexanna felt like she was drowning as the jungle queen sqirted copious amounts of her juices over her face and into her mouth. The blonde slumped back against the windshield of the Rolls and Hexanna finally could see something beyond Jungle Babe's wet cunt. Looking down she saw Lady Kraft between her legs and more importantly felt her betweenher legs, lapping with that warm little tongue of hers. Hexanna knew she was close to an orgasm herself and was desperately holding it off by sheer willpower. The dark haired sorceress wrapped her long legs around Sara Kraft's head, pinning the other woman in place. This forced the aristocrat's tongue deeper inside Hexanna's pussy, but that was a risk she had to take. Sara evidently didn't take this as an attack, but just a bid for more attention and kept on with her licking. Suppressing a moan, Hexanna grabbed for her staff which had been figuratively, if not literally, drooling over the lesbian threesome going on in front of it. With a quick incantation of "liberatus", Hexanna touched the end of the staff to the red spot in the center of first Jungle Babe's forehead and then opening her legs to Sara's forehead as well. There was a brief flash of blue light and when her vision cleared, Hexanna could see the red spider dots were gone. "Goddess,, I think I am free of Crimson Spider's spell," gasped Jungle Babe. "Me too love," said Sara Kraft looking up from between Hexanna's thighs. "And I have an overwhelming desire to go shoot up some bandaged mummy ass." Not until you make me cum first," gasped Hexanna who needed that sweet release so badly and wrapped her legs around Sara's head once more and pulled her face back towards her dripping pussy. "You could have said please," came the muffled voice of Lady Kraft sounding a bit peevish, but a second later Hexanna felt her tongue begin to work on her pussy again. "Oh fuck, pretty please with sugar and spice on it," screamed Hexanna as she felt her climax take her. * * * Holly lay on the floor writhing in pleasure as half a dozen of the red, yell and orange "snakes" conjured by Fiona's music crawled over her body and stimulated every cell they touched to near orgasmic levels. "Oh fuck, I can't take it any more," moaned Holly as her body sought a climax that so far had been denied her. Fiona frowned down at the naked blonde. Normally by now, she knew from personal experience, that the snakes should have climaxed the girl several times, but that hadn't happened once yet. "I think it is the spell of this Crimson Spider," she mused to herself. "I think if I can make her cum, it will break the spell." Not realizing that Fiona had been talking mostly to herself and not her, Holly looked up with pleading eyes at the other woman. "I don't care what you do, just help me cum or I think I will go mad!" "Ah, very well," replied Fiona and she piped a few new notes on her flute to produce a seventh snake. This one was significantly larger than the others and unlike them glowed in shades of green and blue. As Holly watched, Fiona began to remove her clothes. "What, what are you doing?" gasped Holly. Now naked, the caramel skinned and blonde haired Piper caressed her new creation and crouched on the floor beside Holly. Rather than answer the girls question with words, Fiona slid one end of the blue green snake into her own pussy and inserted the other into Holly's slit. Immediately Holly felt a spark cross the gap between their pussies and her pleasure ratcheted up yet another notch. Piper now lay down on top of Holly, pressing her large breasts into the slithering mass of snakes that covered the other woman and kept inserting more and more of the new snake into both of them until their pussies touched and the entire length was engulfed inside them. Fiona began to rock back and forth now, going faster and faster as sweat poured off both their bodies and their moans grew to screams of passion. "Aaaaaaiiiiiieeeeooooouuuuuu," screamed Holly as finally her orgasm ran through her body in a tidal wave. "Aaaaaaaiiiiiieeeeeeeooooouuuuuu," screamed Piper as she joined Holly in orgasmic bliss. Several minutes later when both women came down from their orgasms, the red spider dot on Holly's forehead was gone. "Thanks," said Holly rubbing at her forehead in memory of the itch that had finally vanished. "My pleasure," replied Fiona. "I really mean that. It was a real pleasure." Holly looked down at the glowing green blue snake that still joined their bodies together. "Er, I know we should go help the others with Crimson Spider, but do you suppose that before we do that, we could um .... " she trailed off. "I think we have time for a repeat performance," replied Fiona and she leaned down to kiss Holly on the lips as the snake began to move and wiggle inside them both again. * * * Nefertari started grabbing Cuddle Buddies at random and firing them at Lapis to distract her. The tall,dark skinned warrior queen dodged and rolled to avoid Lapis's magical blasts and then crashed into her attacker, bringing her to the floor. Nefertari seized Lapis's wrists to prevent her from firing more magical bolts and they rolled around on the floor, first one on top and then the other. They were seemingly well matched in strength and fighting ability despite Nefertari having a full foot of height advantage. "You need to start thinking for yourself, raged Nefertari. "Loyalty is a fine thing to have, but those you are loyal to must be deserving of that gift." "He is my father, my only family," replied Lapis. "I am nothing without him. There is nothing without him." "That's bullshit," snapped Nefertari. "Every person, whether male or female or whatever, has value because of who and what they are. That value is not determined by another, even a father and certainly not by a maniac like Crimson Spider." "If I am not loyal to my father then I don't know what there is for me," replied Lapis with some bitterness. "It is all I have known in my life." "There is love and tenderness," replied Nefertari who was currently the one on top in their struggle. The former queen of Eqt surprised even herself then by leaning down and kissing Lapis passionately on the mouth. "Like that," she said panting as she broke the kiss. * * * Nevada studied the next stretch of the trap. Smooth stone walls on both sides with no holes this time, but there was something inscribed on them, though at this angle and distance she couldn't make out what it was. The floor was one smooth piece and probably didn't have pressure sensors. Nevada moved cautiously down the corridor, alert for the slightest hint of trouble. When it came, it wasn't that subtle. Stone slabs slid across the corridor in front of and behind her to seal her in and a grinding noise began on either side of her. "Oh come on, the old crushing walls trap is such a movie cliche!" The moving walls, however didn't listen to her criticism and continued to move inwards, determined to make an Ivory pancake. "Stay calm," muttered Nevada to herself. "There is always a way out of these traps if you keep your head and don't panic." Nevada now studied the inscription on the walls on either side of her and frowned. They looked familiar and she desperately searched her mind for information even as the walls continued to move inwards. A light bulb flashed on in her mind as she recognized an ancient alphabet from some long extinct culture, but that didn't help much as the inscription only appeared to be the alphabet itself and not any words or message that would help her get out of becoming a Wile E. Coyote lokalike after the big rocks fell on him. Wait a second though, there was something wrong with the inscriptions. One of the letters was out of sequence on the wall to her left and a different letter was out of sequence on the wall to her right. Nevada reached out and touched the two out of order letters and was promptly rewarded by the walls starting to move back and the trapping slabs sliding back to let her move into the next section. "Lucky guess," came Crimson Spider's disembodied voice. "Hey, I got an A in Ancient Languages," Nevada yelled back. The galling thing was that it had been Wiener who had taught that class. The next section of wall once more had visible holes lining it, but these holes were much larger than the poison dart holes and the floor seemed to be one solid piece. "Too easy," muttered Nevada as she was sure she knew what type of trap this one was. Ivory got down as low as she could and began to crawl along the floor, careful to stay below the level of the holes. When she got past the last one, Nevada started to get to her feet and then her eyes widened in surprise as she saw one last set of holes carefully hidden in the carving of a stone head she had ignored. It was only her Aphrodite speed and reflexes that saved her as she lunged forward and only got lightly singed on her ass by the jet of flame that shot out of the holes. "Mmm, do I smell bacon cooking?" snickered Crimson Spider's voice. "Oh go play with yourself," muttered Nevada as she rubbed her bottom and studied the next section of the corridor. No holes in the walls and the floor looked normal. Nevada frowned and looked up at the ceiling for the first time and noticed this section had large oak beams running perpindicular to the walls. What were they there for? Nevada was a few feet down the corridor when she got an answer to that question and once again, it was only her Aphrodite abilities that saved her, well that and her whip. Without warning she found herself walking on air as the floor vanished from under her feet. Illusion, she thought to herself as she caught a glimpse of a deep pit filled with sharpened metal spikes and several impaled skeletons. Her whip lashed out like it had a mind of its own and caught one of the overhead beams and Nevada swung through the air to land safely just beyond the edge of the pit. "That first step is a doozy," snickered Crimson Spider. Nevada ignored the taunting and continued down the corridor which made a right hand turn and abruptly dead ended. She found herself staring at a stone wall with an inscription on it over two objects. One of the objects was an obviously phallic projection made of smooth stone about a foot long and at groin level for an average human. A foot to the right of the projection was a smooth looking hole. The budding archeologist looked at the inscription which was in another ancient and extinct language. "Be you male or female, you must choose one of the options below to pass this last trap and escape," translated Nevada. Now that she looked closer, there were also symbols inscribed just above the two objects, a female symbol over the phallic projection and a male symbol above the smooth opening. It seemed fairly obvious what was expected of her and yet there had to be a trap here somewhere. "Well, the last thing I am going to do is what is expected and try and ride that stone dick," muttered Nevada and slowly moved her hand towards the hole. As she did so, the head of a viper appeared and struck at her hand. With lightning quick reflexes that a mongoose would have been proud of, Nevada grabbed the snake behind the head and without really thinking consciously about it rammed the mouth of the snake down onto the stone cock. The snake went limp in her hand and the wall swung aside to let her pass. Thinking of her great grandfather, Nevada wondered briefly how he would have handled that puzzle considering his snake phobia. Then as she was safely past the wall turned door, Nevada heard a cracking sound behind her and spun around to see the stone projection had shot off like a missle and smashed against the opposite wall. Hmm, that would have been real messy if it was in my pussy she decided as she saw a much broader expanse of corridor now open to her. "Lucky guess," grumped Crimson Spider. Nevada started to walk down the broad sloping corridor when she heard a rumbling sound behind her. Damn, the last trap was that the last trap wasn't the last trap. Glancing behind her, Nevada saw a huge round boulder had dropped from the ceiling and was picking up speed as it began to roll down the incline towards her, scraping the walls as it came. This trap had no subtley to it at all and was merely a test of speed as Nevada sped down the corridor with the body crushing boulder in hot pursuit and gaining with every second. If a bolder could have breathed, Nevada would have felt its breath on the back of her neck as she suddenly came into a wide open space and dived frantically to her right as the boulder plunged on, careened off a wall and smashed into a gaping Crimson Spider. * * * Nevada got to her feet and looked around cautiously. There didn't seem to be any more traps and the mummy lay unmoving, pinned under the huge boulder. There were three other doors to the large room and seconds later, heads began to peer out of them. A slightly flushed and disheveled trio consisting of Hexanna, Lady Kraft and Jungle Babe emerged from one door, a similarly flushed pair of Holly and Fiona from another and finally Lapis and Nefertari from the third. "I think we won?" asked Nevada looking at the new arrivals and back to Crimson Spider. "It appears so," agreed Hexanna, but anything more she might have said was cut off by a grinding noise. Still hyper conscious of traps after her recent experience, Nevada swung quickly, around to see a section of a wall had moved aside to display a gold covered box. "The Ark of the Covenant," breathed Hexanna in awe. The eight humans moved to stand before the Ark, uncertain what they should do. That's when they heard another noise behind them and they all looked around to see Crimson Spider standing there apparently unharmed. The noise had been him lifting the massive boulder off of his bandaged body which now that Nevada looked closer did look a little dinged and worse for wear. "My thanks for finding the Ark," sneered Crimson Spider. "I knew you sluts were good for something besides fucking." Before any of the assembled heroines could react, a spell of immobility froze them in place and also prevented Hexanna from speaking and thus casting spells. The mummy pushed past them to place his hands on the Ark, savouring the moment as he prepared to lift the lid. "Don't be n idiot," called Nefertari. "The power in that thing is too much for anyone to control." "Not too much for Crimson Spider," replied the mummy. "In my astral form, I witnessed what happened to the fools who dared to do so in the time of that girl's great grandfather," and here he gestured at Nevada. "I am not a superstitious believer in their limiting religion. I am a powerful sorcerer who is accustomed to controlling enormous mystical powers." "Legend says that whoever is exposed to the power of the Ark will be judged," warned Lady Kraft. "And I will be judged worthy of wielding its power," replied Crimson Spider confidently as he began to open the lid of the Ark. As a bright light began to appear, silent prayers ran through the minds of the watchers. 'Oh Goddess, I promise not to do those things with the jungle animals anymore if I get out of this alive,' thought Jungle Babe. 'OhGoddess, I won't put itching powder in the dick enlarging potions when those idiot men come into my shop anymore if I get out of this alive thought Hexanna. 'Oh Goddess, I promise to give up raiding tombs if I get out of this alive,' thought Lady Kraft. 'At least until I get too bored,' she ammended hastily thinking truth was suddenly a very important thing. 'I promise to stop binge watching Coronation Street if I get out of this alive,' thought Holly. 'I promise to finish cataloging that collection of Hustler magazines without stopping to look at the pictures all the time,' promised Fiona. What the other three promised will have to remain undisclosed for the moment as the lid of the Ark opened and a blinding white light filled the room. This was followed by a ear shattering scream that finally trailed away to nothing. Then there was the sound of three objects falling to the ground and then the light was gone. When the watchers could see again, there was no sign of the Ark and empty scorched looking bandages lay on a heap on the floor where Crimson Spider had stood. "I guess Mummy dearest wasnt so great at controlling the power as he thought," snickered Jungle Babe. Nefertari looked down at her feet and saw the collar that had been so long around her neck was laying there on the floor. Oddly enough,it was still one unbroken circle. The former queen put a hand to her throat and then frowned. "I don't feel any different. My full powers have not returned despite the collar being off."" "You had that Milktite collar on for two thousand years," warned Hexanna. "I think your powers will return, but it might be slowly and take time for the effects to wear off." The second object that hit the floor was a blue jewel and there was no sign of Lapis. "It looks like she has been returned to her jewel form," mused Lady Kraft as she held the jewel. "I wonder if it ispermanent," mused Nefertari, "or if she just has some things to atone for first. I had convinced her to leave Crimson Spider's service." Nevada gave her head a shake. She wasn't going to say anything to the others in case they laughed at her, but she could swear she heard a voice speaking to her. "Not bad kiddo," said the gruff male voice. "I will see you around and the hat belongs with the whip. You earned it." Puzzled, Nevada looked down and bent over to pick up a battered looking brown hat. Nah, I was just hearing things and this hat must be part of one of Fiona's collections she thought, but it was the only hat in sight. Nevada put it on her head and smiled. "Hey is anyone there?" came Arizona's voice suddenly over her wrist band. "We are all here and fine," replied Nevada holding the wristband mic up to her mouth. "Crimson Spider is history." Back in the apartment Arizona glanced over at Lex and Rex and the brothers gave him a thumbs up. Arizona grinned back. * * * Nevada and Nefertari parted company from the others and returned to their apartment. Lady Kraft was going to give Holly a ride back to England though it sounded like she wanted to come back to Delta City in the future. It also sounded like Holly,, Lady Kraft, Jungle Babe and maybe Hexanna had some more immediate plans that involved a certain amount of nudity. The skull staff certainly seemed to think so from the smirk on its face. Fiona said she still had lots of cataloging to do, but had agreed to meet them for coffee the next day as they were resolved to see she got out more. They both agreed that her musical powers might also be an asset in fighting crime. "This has certainly been an ineresting day," said Nefertari as she found herself once more running her fingers over her throat where the collar had been. "It certainly has been," agreed Nevada as she felt her heart pounding in her chest as she recalled the promise she had made when the Ark had begun to open. Now it was time to act on it. Very conscious of Arizona's presence and that of Lex and Rex, she turned to look at her tall, dark skinned partner. "I need to tell you something," she began. Nefertari looked at Nevada and quirked an eyebrow for her to go on when she faltered. "I want to tell you how much I love you and how much I want you to be my mpartner in more than just fighting crime," said Nevada in a rush. Nefertari looked surprised at this admission and said nothing for several long seconds until Nevada began to blush and fidgit. "Er, if you don't feel the same way," Nevada said after clearing her throat. "But I do, interrupted Nefertari. "I just was surprised you finally got around to realizing it." Nevada grinned in relief and then offered her hand to Nefertari and began to lead her towards their shared bedroom then paused to look at Arizona. "Um, are you ok with this? I mean after the other night ..." and she stopped not sure how to go on. "It's cool sis," Arizona assured Nevada. "I won't ever forget that night, but I think the two of you are meant for each other." Nefertari gave Arizona a smile and a small bow before resuming her walk to the bedroom with Nevada. "Hey, don't we get to watch?" called Rex after their departing figures. "Oof," he gasped as Lex's elbow slammed home into his ribs. "Fine, I will just go fuck Melody shall I? I promised her I would dress up as Elton John this time." Arizona watched the bedroom door close and found his thoughts wandering. He had not told any of the others, but just before he had made radio contact with Nevada and the others, he could have sworn he heard a voice in his mind. "You'll be fine kid I got it on good authority there are good things still ahead for you and the others. See you around." * * * In the bedroom, Nevada and Nefertari stood facing each other, still dressed in their costumes. Almost shyly, Nevada wrapped her arms around the taller woman and pulled her face down to her level and kissed her softly on the lips. Nefertari began to return the kiss with interest and soon their tongues flicked out to taste each other. "I've been waiting for this for a long time," panted Nefertari as she stepped back and peeled off her costume. "Sorry for being so slow," replied Nevada as she took a moment to take in the naked body of her partner and soon to be lover. Her eyes drank in the beautiful regal face, those high, full and oh so tantalizing dark breasts with their nearly black nipples and trailing down the flat stomach to the glistening promised land between those muscular long legs. "Then get your clothes off," returned Nefertari as she relaxed onto her back on the bed. Nevada didnt hesitate for a microsecond as she stripped off her costume and joined the former queen on the bed. "I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship," she whispered before her mouth closed on Nefertaris and she felt those strong hands caressing her body, ending up with one of her soft, round ass cheeks being gently squeezed in each hand. "That sounds like a line from one of your movies," murmered Nefertari as she broke the kiss and stared into Nevada's eyes. "I think it was either 'Cassablanca' or 'Debbie does Dallas'," replied Nevada with a smile as she pressed her breasts into Nefertari's soft, brown pillows and felt her nipples harden to the two cliched bullets. of all poor erotic fiction "We can watch them both later and find out which one it was," answered Nefertari. "At the moment though, I have more pleasurable things in mind." As she finished speaking, Nefertari slipped first one finger and then a second into Nevada's slit. "Considering how wet you are, I think you are in agreement on that." "Totally!" gasped Nevada as her own questing fingers found Nefertari's clit and began to rub it gently. "So, who gets the first taste of pussy?" asked Nefertari between moans of pleasure. "Who says it can't be both of us at the same time?" teased Nevada as she moved to get into a 69 position. "After all, we are equal partners and it should be share and share alike." "Agree," came Nefertari's slightly indistinct reply as Nevada's pussy settled onto her face. "Though that doesn't mean we still can't be competitive. First one to bring the other to an orgasm wins!" "What?" asked Nevada as she felt Nefertari's tongue glide over her pussy lips and then push inside her. At the second lick, Nevada croaked out, "you're on!" and bent her own face down to start lapping at the delectable pussy below her. The End * * * Epilogue When all the sluts had gone, Faruq slipped cautiously into the empty room. He had sensed the Ark being opened and had very wisely remained far enough away to avoid its notice. Now that it was gone, he reached down and picked up the third object that had fallen to the floor. Among the withered bandages, he found the spider shaped ruby and stood there for some time holding it in his palm. He had waited two thousand years for this moment and now the power was his and he smiled. * * * Author's Note: This is the end of the Crimson Spider arc and the adventures of our two heroines at least for now. They may return in the future. I hope you enjoyed. "