Captured Ardeth Bay
by Wolf

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Ardeth Bay suddenly felt like this was a bad idea. Both the O’Connell’s and his fellow Medjai agreed that Ardeth would be the best person to guard the tomb of Imhotep that night.

Normally, this wouldn't be a problem, but something felt bad about tonight. It was deathly silent. No wind, no distant noises, nothing. It was as if death was hovering over everything. Ardeth quickly gathered himself together. It was nothing to be worried about. He felt prepared. He has his sword and daggers, not to mention his revolver. Should anything happen, he will be ready. Ardeth shivered a bit in the cool air. The tomb felt damp and chilly. Fortunately, he was wearing his layers of clothing and leather boots. 'The deserts are amazing' he thought to himself. In the day, the air felt scorching. At night, it felt like winter. Ardeth has been in the desert his whole life, but yearned for a life outside of this one. Ardeth walked around the tomb.

Nothing unusual to be spotted. Imhotep's coffin was sealed tight. Ardeth paced around before sitting down in a corner. 'This night is going to pass very slowly' he thought. Ardeth's Medjai friend will be coming in the morning to relieve him of duty. Ardeth sat in the corner, starting to feel bored with himself. He took his dagger and started drawing designs in the sandy floor. It wasn't long before Ardeth's eyes started to feel weary. He stretched out his legs and started to feel sleepy. "A quick sleep won't hurt' he thought. He shut his eyes and fell asleep.

Ardeth started dreaming about walking in a frozen land filled with ice and snow. He tried to wake himself, but sleep was too powerful. Suddenly, Ardeth felt water dripping on his face. He woke up, wondering what that was about. Ardeth instantly started to panic. He was tied down to a priest's altar. He struggled, but there were straps holding his body down. He knew better than to yell considering whoever did this was not his friend. He looked at his surroundings, it was dark, but there were candles scattered throughout the room. He looked at himself.

There was a strap going across his chest, another around his wrists, another around his waist, and another across his knees. "At last, we meet" said a deep voice with a heavy accent. Ardeth looked and saw Imhotep standing nearby. "Creature, what have you done!" yelled Ardeth. Imhotep responded "you let your guard down and took advantage of my greatest enemy". "You won't get away with this. My fellow Medjai will be coming at dawn to find me" spat back Ardeth. "And I have a surprise for them. But don't worry about that. I have something special planned for you". Ardeth felt nervous. Was he going to be sacrificed? Imhotep started walking around Ardeth. "You are most aware that I'm a high priest. I have a special......treatment. Just for you. It involves my greatest enemy. And that happens to be you". "I'm not afraid, creature" Ardeth spat back. "Very good" replied Imhotep "of all the potions used for various spells, I have yet to try one that I desperately want to experience. That's where you come in. It involves your life fluid". Ardeth started to feel nervous. It sounds like Imhotep will mummify him alive. Imhotep continued to circle around Ardeth before stopping by Ardeth's feet. "You see, Medjai, the potion I need comes from you". He placed his hand on Ardeth's boot. "It will grant me immortality and it will give me the power to crush my enemies under my foot. I would like to thank you, Ardeth, for making this easy to me".

Ardeth felt ashamed.

This was all his fault. He gave into his primal urge to sleep when he needed to be on alert. Imhotep placed his hands on Ardeth's boot and started rubbing them. "What will you do with me?" inquired Ardeth. "All in good time" replied Imhotep. Imhotep took Ardeth's boot and slid them off his feet, exposing his bare foot. Ardeth wiggled his toes a little out of nervousness, his bare foot helpless by his greatest enemy. Imhotep bent down and sniffed Ardeth's foot before looking back at Ardeth. "You've been wearing these boots for quite some time. Perfect". Ardeth felt nervous.

Was the creature going to cut off his feet?

The creature then slipped off Ardeth's other boot. Both of Ardeth's hairy feet were exposed to the creature. The creature bent down and grabbed something, a device, from under the altar. It appeared to be a gold box of some sort, covered in hieroglyphs and designs. The creature opened up a side of the device and placed it by Ardeth's feet. Ardeth didn't know what to do. The creature then placed the device over Ardeth's feet so his feet were inside this box. The creature then tightened up some knobs and it closed snuggly over his feet. "Creature, you won't get away with this!" yelled Ardeth. The creature didn't say anything. He pressed a button on the side of the box and Ardeth felt a vibration from the box. Instantly, he could feel it getting warm inside the device. Was this going to cook his feet? And why only his feet? Ardeth wiggled his toes inside the box. Not only was it getting really warm, but it felt like it was getting steamy or humid.

He wiggled his toes a little. "Not so bad, is it?" asked the creature. The creature then went next to the box and opened a door on the other side. Ardeth felt the cool air hit his soles. The creature bent down and sniffed inside. "Smells wonderful in there" and then reached in again and licked Ardeth's sole from heel to toe. Ardeth squirmed. "Does that taste good to you?" asked Ardeth, half sarcastically, half genuinely curious. "It tastes like Paradise" said Imhotep calmly. "A Medjai's feet are special. Your feet are exceptional". The creature then closed the door to the device and Ardeth could feel it getting warm and humid inside again. "I will return for you later" said the creature. "Don't go anywhere". He then gave an evil chuckle and walked out of the room.

Ardeth looked around, looking for some way to free himself. He saw his weapons by the wall, but they were well out of reach. There was no way to contact help. "Well, this would have been a good time to take a nap" thought Ardeth. Ardeth was furious at himself. He was the leader of the Medjai and now he was captured by his greatest enemy as his feet are being.....well, he didn't know what was happening. He looked at the device. He couldn't see what was happening inside, but it felt unusual to him. It was extremely warm and humid inside, as if he were walking barefoot in a desert oasis. He could feel sweat running down his feet. Why was the creature doing this to him? And why his feet? So many questions left unanswered. Ardeth felt sweat dripping off his foot. Suddenly, Ardeth realized something. The creature talked about a potion that was made specifically from a Medjai. He then realized that his foot sweat dripping off is the potion. Ardeth realized he needed to escape, but his efforts against the straps were useless.

Ardeth felt sick to his stomach. A potion made from his foot sweat? How repulsive is that? His feet must stink like crazy. He had been wearing his leather boots for the past 3 days. Ardeth felt ashamed on so many levels. It's as if he set himself up for everything that happened now. Ardeth laid back and closed his eyes, lost in his thoughts. He could feel sweat trickling down his soles and dripping off. Ardeth decided to sleep now. There was nothing he could do. He was helpless and defenseless and help wouldn't arrive until the next day.

He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. Ardeth started to dream about walking along a beach. He had never been to one before but always imagined what they looked like from descriptions. Ardeth dreamed that he was walking along the beach as the water came up to his bare feet. He could feel the water running between his toes. Suddenly, he felt water being dripped on his face.

Ardeth woke with a start. Imhotep was standing over him dripping some water on his face. "Glad to see you're awake". Ardeth looked around. He could see down the tomb's hallway that it was the early hours of the morning with light just starting to appear over the horizon. "You've been asleep for some time" said the creature "let's check and see how our treatment is doing". He went to the device and opened up the door. Ardeth felt the cold air hit his soles, cooling his feet. The creature took a sniff inside. "Delicious" said the creature. He then closed the door and took something out of the bottom. It was a clear container, made of glass or crystal.

And inside, was a clear liquid. Ardeth knew what this was. It was his foot sweat to be used for a ritual. The creature took the container and took a small drink of it. Ardeth felt disgusted. The creature looked at Ardeth and smiled. "Don't worry, its' not for you". He placed another glass container underneath it. Ardeth's throat felt parched. "Creature" he tried saying, but his voice cracked. He coughed a little. "Thirsty?" asked Imhotep. "Why would you care? You're going to kill me anyways" snapped Ardeth after clearing his throat. "My little Medjai, I'm not going to kill you. I intend to keep you alive for as long as possible". Imhotep went across the room and took Ardeth's drinking pouch. "I have not touched this until now. You have my word it's safe. Go ahead and drink.". He placed it near Ardeth's mouth and Ardeth drank some of the water the flowed from it. "Not too much" said the creature.

"Now, when will your friend arrive?" asked Imhotep. "He will be coming to my aid shortly. And then you will be finished" said Ardeth. "I don't think that will happen". Suddenly, they both heard the pounding hooves of a horse. "You are finished, Creature" said Ardeth. The creature calmly went to the other side of the room, grabbed a rag and forced it into Ardeth's mouth. Ardeth tried to yell out, but his yells were muffled. Ardeth tried to squirm but the straps held him tightly. "Medjai Ardeth, are you there?" yelled a voice from outside. Ardeth tried to scream, but his voice was muffled.

He heard the footsteps of his friend. "Ardeth!" yelled his fellow Medjai. "What happened? Let me help you" The Medjai tried to reach for the straps but once he did that, he heard the sound of metal. He froze as he felt a sword on his neck. "Now we have two Medjai" said the creature "back away from the other one". The other Medjai did as he was told. "What have you done with Ardeth?" asked the Medjai. "I've been taking care of him". "Liar!" shouted the Medjai. "you are our sworn enemy". The creature nodded. "Now, I have a special surprised planned for you" calmly said the creature. He brought out the clear container with Ardeth's foot sweat. "Drink this". "I will never" said the Medjai. Imhotep took out a dagger and placed it near Ardeth's throat. "Drink this" said the creature. The Medjai had no choice. It looked like water. He took the container, hesitated, and then quickly drank it. He started to cough a little. "What is this, sea water?" sputtered the Medjai. Ardeth felt like vomiting. The creature smiled and then recited a spell in ancient Egyptian. Ardeth tried to yell, but it was useless. Suddenly, the Medjai started to shrink. Ardeth started to yell while the creature smiled. "What have you done to me?!" yelled the Medjai as he continued to shrink.

"Defeating my enemies" replied Imhotep. In just a matter of moments, the Medjai had shrunk to the size of Scarab beetle. He was yelling, but the voice was inaudible. Ardeth struggled in vain against the straps. The creature removed one of his boots, took the tiny Medjai and placed him inside the boot. The tiny Medjai was yelling to no avail. The creature dropped him inside before placing the boot on the ground. He sat down and slipped on his boot. He slid on his boot slowly. "There we go. Your friend is under the sole of my foot" said Imhotep. Ardeth glared at him. Then suddenly, the creature suddenly stood up. He stood for a second before a crunching sound was heard and his leg sunk down about an inch into the boot. Ardeth screamed against the rag in his mouth. The creature looked at Ardeth, smiled and calmly said "one down". Ardeth passed out from the shock of his friend getting crushed by the creature.
Ardeth started to dream again. His friend walking off to the horizon as Ardeth calls out to him, but he never looks back. Just keeps walking away before fading. Ardeth starts to chase after him, but he feels something slimy on his feet. He looks down and discovers he's standing in a field of worms in his bare feet. He tries to keep walking, but feels the slimy worms sliding all over his feet and between his toes. Ardeth suddenly feels himself getting hard. He feels a nibble on his foot and wakes with a start. He sees that he's still on the priest's altar, but the weird sensation of his feet continues. He looks down and sees two figures down at his feet. He then realizes they are licking his bare feet. "Who are you?" Ardeth calls out. The creature comes out from the shadows.

"Don't disturb them" he calmly said. Ardeth started breathing heavily with anger. "You killed my friend!" he yelled. Suddenly, the licking stopped. The two figures stood up and Ardeth saw that they were decomposed mummies. Ardeth cried out and tried to struggle against the straps. "don't worry, they won't hurt you" the creature said. "These are a couple of my devotees from back in my time. Your Medjai ancestors had them mummified along with me. When I came into this time several years ago, I raised several of my devotees back from the past. These are two of the surviving ones". The mummies bent down and started licking Ardeth's feet again.

Ardeth moaned and squirmed. He could feel their hot breath and slimy tongue on his bare feet. Lapping at his soles and going between his hairy toes. "I apologize about your friend" said Imhotep. He glanced down and Ardeth saw that he genuinely felt bad. "The Medjai caused many problems for me in my time. My lover was killed, my priests were mummified alive, and I was giving the worst punishment of all. All at the hands of the Medjai. I wanted revenge and was desperate for it. All I did I did for love. My revenge turned me into a monster." Ardeth jolted a little bit as he felt a nibble on his sole. Imhotep walked around the room. "I wanted revenge on you, but then realize you had nothing to do with my past. We are from two different times. In the time since I have been in this era, I wanted nothing more than to see you suffer. But now seeing you tied up in agony after the loss of your friend, I want nothing more than the best for you" Ardeth felt strange. This was the enemy he had known all his life.

But he was seeing another side of him. Was he telling the truth? How could he know?
Ardeth smiled as he felt one of the mummies licking furiously between his toes. Imhotep looked at Ardeth with a frown on his face. "Does what I say amuse you?" he asked. Ardeth gathered himself together. "No, I felt one of these mummies licking between my toes and it felt funny to me". Imhotep smiled. "My priests enjoy your feet. They taste excellent to them". "But why feet?" asked Ardeth "do feet taste good to you?" The creature nodded. "Your feet taste like a wonderful succulent meat. We won't eat your feet, but we'll taste them. We enjoy them, and I can see that you're enjoying it too". Imhotep looked down at Ardeth's pants. Ardeth looked down and saw that he was aroused. Ardeth felt ashamed. "Nothing to worry about, my Medjai". He reached over and started massaging Ardeth's genitals.

Ardeth moaned at the sensation of his feet being licked and having his genitals rubbed. Imhotep started untying Ardeth's pants. "What are you doing?" asked Ardeth. "Nothing to worry about, my little Medjai" said the creature. He then opened up Ardeth's pants, exposing his aroused manhood. He started stroking it, making Ardeth even more aroused. Ardeth was loving every bit of this. He could feel the mummies lapping at his bare soles while his manhood was being touched and explored. The priest then bent down and wrapped his mouth around Ardeth's manhood. Ardeth moaned as the priest started sucking. Ardeth started to thrust into the priest’s mouth as the priest was swallowing his manhood. Ardeth felt his toes curl as the mummies licked between his toes. He then shuddered and then filled Imhotep's mouth with his hot seed.

Imhotep kept sucking, draining his manhood. Ardeth breathed in and out really fast. His face and chest were sweating, but Imhotep still had his mouth around Ardeth's manhood, still sucking. As Ardeth calmed down and his manhood limped, Imhotep stood up and wiped his chin. He looked at Ardeth and smiled. "Thank you" he said softly. The mummies were still licking Ardeth's feet. The priest started rubbing Ardeth's chest and stroking his hair. The priest looked at Ardeth and uttered something that took him completely by surprise. "I love you". Ardeth looked at him, confused. "I loved Anck Su Namun in my time, but this is a new era for me. I want to start new. I want to start a new life with you". Ardeth looked perplexed, not sure what to say. "Well, I must say I enjoyed what just happened. I've never had anything like that done before". Imhotep smiled. "I can do that for you whenever you like. I will give up my old past if you are willing to start a new future with me". Ardeth laid back and thought for a moment. "But my Medjai tribe, what about them?" asked Ardeth. "Don't worry about them. They will find themselves a new leader. But it wouldn't matter. The Medjai want to vanquish me, but the truth is, I would be willing to leave this all behind. We could disappear together". Ardeth thought some more. "But they will come looking for me and the other Medjai". Imhotep thought for a moment. "And they won't find either of you, or me. My tomb will be sealed, never to be disturbed again, and they would think you were lost in the desert". Ardeth thought this was reasonable. He jolted again as he felt another nibble on his toe. "You enjoy having your feet worshiped. With me, they will be worshiped for the rest of your life. All day, every day". Ardeth closed his eyes and then nodded. "Yes, I will go with you". Imhotep untied Ardeth's straps.

Ardeth got up. His back felt sore from lying on the altar. The mummies kept licking Ardeth's feet. Imhotep took a clear container filled with Ardeth's foot sweat. He said something to the mummies in ancient Egyptian and they stopped. He said some more stuff and gave the two containers to each of the mummies. He said something to them again and they drank it. Imhotep said his enchantment and the mummies started to shrink. But this was different for them. They started to flatten out. In a matter of moments, they were a flat oval with a face on top, as if they melted into a puddle. Ardeth looked at Imhotep in curiosity. Imhotep took each of these puddle faces and put each one into Ardeth's boots.

He then took the boots and slipped one onto Ardeth's right foot, and then the other on his left foot.

Ardeth wiggled his toes. Suddenly, he felt something pressing against his soles. Ardeth looked at Imhotep with a raised eyebrow. "Say the word 'lick' when you want them to, say 'stop' when you don't" he explained. Ardeth then looked at his boots and said "Lick" and immediately felt tongues massaging his soles. Ardeth moaned at the sensation as Imhotep smiled. "Ardeth, wherever you go, your feet will be worshiped" said Imhotep. He then kissed Ardeth's cheek. "And I will be yours" he said into his ear. Imhotep walked over to Ardeth's weapons and supplies and handed them to Ardeth. "We won't need these much longer". Ardeth started walking across the floor.

He could feel his soles being licked with every step he took. Every now and then, he would feel a tongue go between his toes. Ardeth and Imhotep walked out into the morning sun together. "What's the plan?" asked Ardeth. Imhotep looked at Ardeth. "I'm not in charge, you are. I go wherever you go. What's more, I am no longer known as Imhotep. In this new world, I will go by a new name; Nizam". Ardeth nodded. They saw the other Medjai's horse still tied nearby.

They mounted the horse with their gear. With Ardeth's legs straddling the horse, he could feel the tops of his feet being licked now. Ardeth gave a quiet moan. Imhotep, now known as Nizam mounted the horse behind Ardeth. He stroked Ardeth's hair. "So, my Medjai, where do you want to take us?” Ardeth looked back and said to him "wherever the wind blows. We'll start a new life out of this country and land. Someplace new." Nizam held onto Ardeth. "Together" he said. Ardeth felt something inside his boots. He could have sworn he felt two kisses to his feet. Ardeth smiled and said 'lick' and right away left his soles being massaged by a pair of tongues. Ardeth looked back to Nizam. 'Together' he said back to Nizam. The horse started riding and Ardeth and Nizam rode off away from this life and went to start a new one. To the Medjai tribe and O’Connell’s, that was the end of Ardeth and his story.

But to Ardeth and Nizam, it had only just begun.