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FOUNDLING: SAUDI DESERT ADVENTURE [ part 55 ] Five apparitions, clad in blood soaked tattered rags, scurried across the paved open plaza from one great earthenware planter to the next. Crouching and spying over its rim to check for anyone exiting the black shapes that were the carved building doorways. They safely made it to the nearest black rectangle, peering furtively inside. Large brass oil lamps hanging from brass chains illuminated the elaborately carved interior as if it were a temple, complete with interior archway connected pillars marching down the naïve and steps at the far end leading up to an altar flanked by darkened entrances leading further into the rock. But other than the metal lamps, the stone interior was bare. So they again advanced in short rushes from great pillar to pillar until they could dash up the wide steps to the plain altars right side doorway. A glance inside showed a set of stone-carved stairs leading up. Looking at each other, they just shrugged, and again with Barbie leading they advanced up until it deposited them in a large room with colorfully painted walls, at least equal in size to the elaborate temple below. Four tall slit windows allowed a cooling breeze into the room at the far end. This room had apparently been the scene of a great party the night before, as platters of foods, drinks and bowls of fruit were on low round elaborately carved tables surrounded by pillows everywhere. Much had been consumed, more spilt everywhere, but there were no sign of their schoolmates. The famished girls split up, each moving from abandoned table to table picking out edible pieces and filling their empty stomachs. "Only drink a little of the clear water, Barbie instructed. "And try to consume as much meat protean as you can" "Why?" Inquired Elisha. "It will help you heal faster" Barbie replied, turning away from her penetrating gaze. But they did as she requested finding they all had an almost insatiable appetite for the chicken, goat and other meats that had been barbecued on sliver skewers. Elisha grabbed Barbie by her arm and pulled her aside. "I am a lifelong vegetarian with an almost insatiable desire to consume meat for the first time in my life fellow schoolmate" She stated through clenched teeth. "You would not by any chance know why?" "Would you have rather all four of you died?" Barbie replied looking her strait in the eyes. "Than be damned to live forever as you have been, yes" Elisha angrily replied, keeping her voice low. But the other three, Pila, Kalemah and Nestra, seeing their two leaders in an obviously angry exchange had moved into conversation range. "My gift only exists in you for the next twenty four hours" Barbie shot back, actually not positive how long they would continue to function. "You must ingest as much protean as you can in order they complete the healing before then or you will die. It is through their effort redirecting body cells you all are awake and mobile" "You could have asked" "You could have all died" "Then we owe you our lives" "We are schoolmates, and always will be as long as we live" "Some longer than others?" "Do you really want to know how long?" "No" "Then just live every single day to it's fullest, one day at a time, as our Headmistress instructs us to all do" Barbie told them. But not the fact Sister A was as immortal as she was, and possibly they, now were. "Then let us at least eat and drink our fill" Barbie suggested. "Maybe even finding a way to take some with us as we search for our schoolmates" "Everyone come here and look at this" Kalemah, gestured from were she had drifted away from the pointless argument, to look out the deep-set windows. What was done was done, and getting through this adventure, one day at a time, as Barbie had suggested was, for now Ok with her. The rest moved over, still shoving food into their mouths as they approached. Down in the great courtyard, nude males were caring the equally nude forms of their fellow classmates out of a doorway. Arranging them under the shade of the colorful silks hung from the pillars surrounding the fountain filled pool. "It looks as if this was just an elaborate kidnapping for male rutting, after all" Elisha sighed. "You are very right" Barbie replied. The" more than you know part ", she kept to herself. A few minutes later all the girls had been placed and four came supporting a canopied litter. They lowered it down under a red silk covered section of the pillared breezeway and eased out a larger heavier female adult form onto cushions. "That must be Sister B" Kalemah, "the Watcher" excitedly told them. "Lets work our way down stairs and out to her" The girls agreed, except for a reluctant Barbie, and they were off. Barbie hanging back this time. In a short time the five adventurer's stealthily made their way along the wall of carved out building facades and directly across from were their compatriots were laid out. Looking around, they nodded to each other and dashed for the dubious cover of the silk hangings. "We should strip and hide these blood soaked rags" Elisha suggested, and they all complied. "They are either dead or in a very deep comma" Nestra said, her hand on a students brow. "I can feel a slight pulse" Pila offered holding another's wrist in her hand. "Move some of them around to make a space for yourself to lay in if anyone returns" Barbie suggested, and in a few minutes they all had a space to drop into among the others. "They all appear to have been sexually active recently" Pila noted. "Actually going a little overboard as their nipples and sex are all red raw" "Hide", shooed Mritah, as she spotted males returning. Everyone slipped into their chosen spot just in time as the nude males came from two directions moving through the silken hangings and turning each slumbering girl over as if they were meat on a grill, and then they were gone. "Males from just about every race on the planet" Barbie suggested when the crept back together. "And everyone a hansom hulk as well" Pillar reminded them. "Making sure we have an all over tan?" Chiba suggested. "Or more than likely checking to see if they are still alive" Nestra indicted. By this time some of the girls were starting to rise, and stagger towards the cool waters of the pool. The Arabic four slipping in, at Elisha's direction, to make sure none of the sleepyheads drowned. Barbie, emulating the sleepy stagger of the active ones, made her way over to Sister B's colorful pallet and lay herself down beside her. A tanned powerful arm reached out and dragged Barbie close. "Where have you been lover?" A dreamy Sister B inquired. "We have had four orgies without you already" "Who is in charge here?" Barbie inquired. "My old Gladiatorial partner, the Nubian warrior princess Nerima" A drowsy Sister B replied. "But I thought I killed her in the arena to win my freedom" she went on. "Just before I killed that senatorial bastard Crasiuss, and all his bodyguards, who demanded we fight to the death for his amusement" The bronze medallion around Barbie's next began to vibrate as if it were a silent pager alarm. Barbie slumped down beside Sister B's form just as the dark shape of the gargoyle descended from the skies. It toured the rows of sleeping girls, stopping to check on the still supine ones and momentarily chatting with the ones moving about. Then she strolled over to where Sister B lay. "Nerima, you run a great orgy" Sister B slurred. "Only the best for my ex partner" The gargoyle replied. "We will feast again soon, first on earthly foods in order to sustain our flesh, and later on earthly delights of the flesh" The Gargoyle informed Sister B. And then with a great swoop of its leather wings was off. "She did not recognize me," Barbie thought to a greatly relieved self. "Nerima said we would eat soon, lover" Sister B informed Barbie. But after I think sleep is all I can manage" She then slumped back down into her pillows and no mater how much Barbie shook, she stayed unconscious. "They each appeared to have seen a very old female friend or a female relative" Was the consensus when the five got back together a few minutes later. "Not the black leather skinned female gargoyle we all see" Elisha concluded.
Feeding Time Just then nude males came from out of the carved building facades. The first to arrive setting up elaborately carved folding tables, the rest laying down trays of sweetmeats, platters of various cutup melon's and grapes, silver skewers of meats and other delicacies. Then each sat themselves cross-legged beside on of the girls, and started hand feeding them whatever they desired from the serving platters. Other males stood ready to poor fragrant liquids into desiring mouths. A very hansom oriental was hand feeding Barbie, the drink server rubbing a scented oil with strong hands over her shoulders, backside and all the way down. Barbie looked around, the feeding or maybe it was stimulants in the drink had all her school chums up, about and appearing to be lucid. "Bring me my sword cretin" She ordered to the drink server and he immediately dashed off. A few minutes later he came back panting, and to Barbie's horror, she saw he had no tong. Sister B stood and began working through a fighter's warm-up exercise. Spatha flashing in the sunlight as it easily moved from hand to hand. It had been two centuries since Sister B had fought in the arenas, but she had still practiced everyday as if today was her next fight to the death. "Fetch me cool water Or I will have you flogged again" Sister B ordered and again he dashed off. Returning with a frosty pitcher a moment later. "Not fast enough" As Sister B struck him across the face with a multi thong flogger. "They certainly have learned to obey" Pilar remarked as she walked up, followed by a very hansom pair of blond Nordic types. All she was wearing was a flogger hanging by a strap from her left wrist, as most girls were, Barbie observed. "Seat" She ordered and one immediately knelt down on his hands and knees. Pilar was using his back as a seat. Elisha was enjoying a massage by four strong males and even Barbie was having trouble concentrating, as two were busy massaging her from the feet up. Every one of the male hansoms, well muscled, young and bodies shiny with scented oils. "I could really get used to this" Mirtah sighed, as two males were busy peeling grapes and another popped them in her mouth. "Males serving us instead of us serving them" |