Chris had been a low level operative for a while. A rogue with his own agenda. Well his ambition was about to outpace his ability. Or was it greed? He'd been tracking Lara Croft through the jungle for a while. She was on vacation. He figured she'd be vulnerable.
He figured wrong.
She put her knapsack down, took off her tank top and shorts, revealing a black bikini that seemed as though it were made for her and her only, he found himself jizzing looking at her. She smiled, looked around, then bent down to take off her boots. (Did she know he was there? No she couldn't he reasoned.) She laid out a towel and laid down on her stomach.
He rolled her over slowly, he was in awe of her beauty, she was the one in control of the situation. Subconciously they both kind of knew it, but she has a sense of humour and confidence from here till Thanksgiving so she figured she'd let this play out. She knew she could easily dispatch a horny manchild.
"Well hello love." she said smiling playfully. He was disarmed momentarily, then caught himself and said "The cuffs. Put'em on." and dropped them on her midsection between her breasts and her mid section. She obliged and said "Hmmm kinky. I like that." He did too, but now he was more unsure than ever if he still wanted the bounty. Or just her. He stood up hoping she wouldn't notice the jizz stain in his trousers. "Get up, we're going for a walk."
Finally she said. "You know, we've been walking for quite some time. And honestly you seem lost. Why don't you uncuff me, I'm a good girl, I won't try to hoodwink you or pull a fast one." She leaned into him and gave him a look that could sell water to a well when she said this. He found the last of his defenses gone and produced the key and uncuffed her. "There isn't this more pleasant?" before he could answer she said coyly, "Now why don't you go stand over there." she said pointing to the clearing. More specifically the spot in the center of the clearing devoid of vegetation.
"Once you get into that sand, you can't get out." she said, she found she enjoyed teasing him. He looked up at her and she stood with her hands on her hips, pleased with her successful escape plan. She decided to rub it in. "Well you had me captured, maybe you shouldn't have let me go, you guys all think you're so slick." she said as she watched him sink up to his waist, the sand almost greedily accepting him. He couldn't help but appreciate the delicious irony, he said "Time was in those old movies, it was the woman who ended up in the quicksand." to which she replied, "Well times have changed, we girls are to smart to walk into any sand pits." to which he replied, "Kind of a role reversal." "But of course". she laughed.
Now he was a little worried, he said "If you don't pull me out, I won't speak to you, this is the las you'll see of me." to which she sniped, "I know, all part of the plan." He was into it up to his chest now, he lowered his arms in, knowing she wasn't about to lend a hand. She said "Very good Chris, allow yourself to be swallowed up by the quicksand, feel it carressing you, soothing you, relaxing you, like a warm bath."
Now he was up to his shoulders, "I can't move." She smiled and said, "I know, I see you trying to wriggle around, how's it feel? All warm and squishy?" "Oh yeah." he replied weakly having had an orgasm. She just glared at him and stated "Well my dear Chris, if you were naive enough to fall for the trap, then you deserve it."
Lara appeared mildly satisfied with the development as she watched him get swallowed up by the quicksand. It caved in and over his head like he was never there.
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Fulfillment: Act on it | Nature: Spiritual