EXTRACT FOR
The Crypt - Revisited
(Kelly Addams)

The door opened with a loud and pained squeaking of rusted hinges. Sara stood still for long moments and directed her headlamp around what proved to be a wide room with a low ceiling. To both sides cage-like doors gave the room an air of penitentiary, they looked like prison cells. In the centre of the room stood a series of broad tables, dust sheets confirmed that object lay there, covered.

Dead artefacts on the tables she told herself, then directed her lamp back toward the closest barred door. But live artefacts behind bars! Could those cells have held the demons of which the dead officer wrote?

Sara's mind wandered back to the list and all the names that she hadn't run through Google, could they have been paranormal entities that could be physically captured?

Hesitantly she stepped into the room and held her lantern above her head, the light driving back the gloom. Nothing moved and she took several cautious steps toward the middle of the room. Soon she was standing beside the closest table and carefully lifted the dust sheet.

"I think that I just found Hezron the Devourer." she whispered to herself. The stone carving was remarkably lifelike, except for the mouth. It looks like one of those awful sex dolls she thought, the mouth was so unnatural, just a gaping round hole.

Beside it lay a small notepad, the writing was untidy, but what she read explained why the mouth was so unusual. It was a test she realised, allegedly the mouth would close should the person being tested prove to be impure. A finger would be inserted into the mouth if the person was accused of theft. If the accused was denying infidelity, then the penis would be inserted. For the innocent nothing would happen, but the guilty would suffer as the mouth closed and crushed whatever body part was inside.

"Superstition would guarantee that no one who wasn't completely innocent would risk that." Sara chuckled, of course it was absolute rubbish, the bust was stone, and stone couldn't reshape itself.

"If the ancient Babylonians stuck their cocks in there, what's to stop a horny modern girl from cramming her erect clit into the same place?" In a way it felt kinky just to contemplate shoving her shaft where cocks had probably been, and before she could change her mind Sara struggled the heavy bust to the edge of the table, and trembling slightly... she fed her clit into the hole.

Well, it would appear that I'm not guilty she giggled as she pushed her meat deeper, the hole tapered slightly and she could feel the pressure build on the tip of her bean as she forced her full length into the stone head. I wonder how many others did this she questioned, obviously not with their clit, I'm pretty sure I'm the first to do that, I mean fingers or cocks?

"Superstitious nonsense." she chuckled, then ran her hand over the top of Hezron's cold head. "Oh well, at least now I can brag that I had an ancient Babylonian eating my pussy."

Sara pulled back a fraction, then gasped. "No way." she groaned, she was stuck. Damp skin forced against bone dry stone, my clit has dried onto the inside of the bust.

Gently she tugged again, gripping the base of her shaft between her fingers. Fuck, I really am stuck she admitted, and that just proves how stupid I can be. Rather than examine or test Sara just shoves her clit in. Another tug and she whimpered, it felt as though the pressure was building, very gradually. But it isn't, it's my own blood pressure, my bean is swelling, and making the hole feel even tighter.

"Noooo!" she wailed. Now the pressure had been accompanied by unmistakable movement, something inside the rock was pressing down on the tip of her shaft. No way, this is impossible she gasped as the carved lips began to shift from rubber doll circular to a more realistic oval.

"It's biting me!" she sobbed as her meat flattened and deformed inside the stony mouth. "It's really biting me, and I know why, because I am guilty. I'm guilty of being a pervert. I'm depraved and twisted, my mind is sick, my base urges are abnormal... and now I'm being punished!"

"Oh Fuck, fuck, fuckkkkkk!!!" she wailed as the pain triggered a climax so powerful and sudden that she struggled to draw breath. The mouth began to pulsate, easing a little then clamping back down with a ferocity that turned Sara's knees to jelly. Smooth stone suddenly became course and abrasive, she felt her meat being ground like grain under a millstone. Tears filled her eyes as she clasped the back of Hezron's head to steady herself, now her knees were shaking, the small movement transferring to her trapped clit, stretching it painfully and adding to the intensity of the orgasm that still held her tightly in its iron grip.