Chamber of the Goddess Chapter 8 (c) 2009 by Cactus Juggler Caroline walked and walked. She'd woken up alone in a glowing room and since then she'd seen a dozen more empty, glowing stone chambers. She was starting to think she'd never find anyone when she entered another room and finally saw another woman. It was that bitch Celina, and she was standing over a supine female form. Caroline moved closer and saw that the girl on the floor was Lora. "She just collapsed. We were walking together, looking for the others, and she just fell down. She's not breathing, Caroline. Help me--do you know CPR?" Celina asked her. Caroline had taken a CPR course two years before, when she'd worked as a lifeguard. Though something didn't seem right, Caroline rushed to the side of the motionless girl, opposite Celina. She noticed with a start that Lora's tongue was protruding from her mouth. "Give me room," she told the Latina, as she leaned forward to listen for breath sounds. There was no sound, Lora wasn't breathing at all. As Caroline listened, she noticed a pungent smell coming from Lora's face. Caroline opened Lora's mouth and the girl's tongue slid back inside. She used her fingers to push it down so that Lora's airway was clear. Next she pinched Lora's nose shut and pressed her mouth to onto the motionless girl's. The scent she'd smelled grew stronger, so much so that it was overpowering. It stunk, but it had alluring quality to it as well. She felt herself tingling all over as she breathed it in. It smelled so good that it was hard to think. Caroline paused there as if kissing Lora, and then she completely forgot what she was doing. "She smells good, doesn't she? Do you want to hear a secret, Caroline? I know why Lora stopped breathing, and I know what that smell you're smelling is too," Celina said to her, as the curvy Latin girl stripped out of her shorts and panties. Caroline struggled to think, but it was impossible. The smell on Lora's nose and mouth was too mesmerizing to resist. She just knelt there smelling the girl's face as Celina lowered herself back to the floor next to Lora. Celina smirked at Caroline as she lay on her front, so that her hindquarters were next to Lora's head. Celina propped herself up on her elbows and looked back at Caroline with wicked glee. "It seems that Tommy isn't the only one who loves my ass. Lora here loved the smell of my ass so much that she let me sit on her face. What a dirty, nasty girl, huh? She even licked my ass. It felt so good that I must have forgotten to let her breathe. Can you image that? She kept licking my ass even while she was dying under there, and she loved doing it so much that she soaked her panties. Speaking of dirty, nasty girls, you must have a thing for my ass too--that's my *ass* you're smelling on her face, Caroline," Celina told her. Caroline continued to sniff at Lora's face. She heard what Celina was saying, and it shamed her to think that the smell she was breathing in could be from Celina's rear. How could something so nasty smell so good? "Give her a nice french kiss, stick your tongue in there and get a taste of my ass. In fact, bitch, why don't you suck her tongue?" Somehow she couldn't resist the awful Latina's demands. Caroline slipped her tongue into Lora's mouth and the taste of it made her pussy drool. It was disgusting, but she found herself panting with need as she tongued Lora's dead mouth. She worked the girl's tongue into position with her own tongue, and then sucked it into her mouth as Celina had ordered. "That tongue was just up my ass, bitch. How does it taste? How does my ass taste?" Celina asked her, and then Caroline heard the girl break into laughter. It tasted so good that it made her clit throb. Celina's laughter at her as she performed degrading act humiliated Caroline to her core, but still she couldn't resist the taste and smell on Lora's face. "Look at me!" Celina demanded, raising her voice. With some difficulty, Caroline managed to pull herself away from Lora's face. She looked at the angry Latin girl who now laid beside Lora, and her eyes were drawn down to Celina's magnificent bare bottom. "I said, that's the smell of my ass on her face. You're sniffing my ass-smell off a dead girl's face, and you love it." She shook her head in confusion as she stared Celina's hindquarters. "Your ass?" Caroline asked stupidly. "Yes, my ass. That's what's making you so hot, slut. The very same ass that made Tommy pick me over you. Here, I'll prove it to you. Give it a sniff and you'll see." Celina urged her. Her eyes locked on Celina's rump the entire time, Caroline moved herself over Lora's corpse and into position behind Celina. Kneeling behind the prostrate Latina, Caroline leaned forward and sniffed the air above Celina's rear. The dark, sexy smell that had affected her so strongly on Lora's face wafted up to her with ten times the strength. Her whole body reacted to the scent, her skin tingling, pulse speeding and pussy drooling with urgent need. "Oh," Caroline said with a gasp. She was enthralled by the unbelievable aroma. "Lisa and Lora couldn't resist my ass, and you can't either, can you?" Caroline barely heard Celina asking her. Caroline stared at the Latin girl's beautiful rear cheeks with horror. She had to get away from her, or she'd die the way Lora had. She knew it, but her pussy's demands had grown unstoppable. The scent had penetrated her, instilling a humiliating need in her a that she couldn't fight. "You're already dead, Caroline, you just don't know it yet. Every breath you take is making you hotter for my ass. You're getting closer every second, closer to having your nose right there between my cheeks," Celina gloated. Caroline leaned farther forward with every moment that passed and Celina's gorgeous ass loomed ever nearer. Inside her mind she screamed at herself to get a grip, to resist the strange power that the Latin girl's ass had on her. Her throbbing pussy and robotic obedience were testament to the power of Celina's rear. Those luscious cheeks and the dark, sexy smell that came from between them held her in absolute thrall. Her face plunged forward, burying her nose between Celina's soft buttocks. "It's over now. All that's left is for you to cum and die. That's right, Caroline. You're going to cum just from sniffing my *ass*," Celina told her. Celina's degrading words were true, Caroline sniffed at the girl's round butt and felt her arousal grow ten-fold. She was humiliated to feel herself growing hotter and wetter at the powerful scent she breathed. This couldn't be happening to her, she couldn't die like this, sniffing this rotten girl's ass and loving it. Caroline felt Celina's soft pillowy buttocks moving as the Latin girl reached back and pulled them apart. Caroline's face sank lower into the crevice between them, until her mouth and nose were touching the awful girl's sweaty puckered rear opening. "Kiss it, bitch. Kiss my smelly butthole. Press your lips together like you're kissing your boyfriend or someone else you love. Show me how much you love it, bitch. I want to feel you kissing it," Caroline heard Celina demand. Caroline couldn't resist the fire in her sex. She'd do anything to experience the wonders of Celina's behind. She hated herself for doing it, but she did as the girl wanted and moved her mouth to Celina's back door. She barely noticed the sensation of her wetness dripping from her slit--Celina's ass held her helpless in its thrall. "That's it, kiss your goddess's asshole, bitch. Now my ass is all that you love." Celina released her buttocks and then pressed them together around Caroline's face, so that the glorious mounds of soft ass-flesh sealed Caroline into the awful act of worship she was performing. The sensation of being immersed in the potent scent of Celina's nether region was too much for Caroline to bear. Moaning helplessly, she felt herself cumming even as she lay there locked in the humiliating position, kissing Celina's rear passage. "It's happening, you're cumming from kissing my asshole and soon you'll be dead. But not before you do one last thing, blondie. Stick your tongue in there, I want to feel you licking me while you die," Caroline heard Celina order her. She shook and quaked against the floor and pressed her tongue down into Celina's ass as another orgasm began. Caroline was in hell lying there, unable to fight the Latina's horrible power. She hated herself for it, but Caroline loved Celina's ass so much that she was helpless before her. "How does it feel blondie? To love my ass so much that you'll worship it until you're dead? I used it to steal your little boyfriend, and now I'm using it to steal your life. Do you like that taste in your mouth? That's my smelly asshole you're licking, blondie. Mmmhh, that's it. Lick, lick, lick. Ass, ass, ass. Yum, yum, yum, " Celina gloated above Caroline, laughing as she verbally abused her. Caroline's body began to shudder from more than just the force of the incredible heat in her pussy. The smell, taste and feel of Celina's ass had destroyed her ability to think. All she could do was mindlessly dip her tongue down and lap at the wicked flavor of her destruction again and again. Caroline shook and came and worshiped her hated rival's ass, until she didn't have the strength to lick one more time. She drifted off, floating on a sea of pleasure and shame, and the last sound she'd ever hear was her killer's hearty laughter at her degrading demise. Next: Chapter Nine
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