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Lara's Voluntary Enslavement	By : CrossroadsMk2 Category: +S through Z > Tomb Raider (all) > Tomb Raider (all) Views: 50011 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Nineteen weeks have passed since Lady Lara Croft signed over her noble Title to her former childhood friend Sarah Green, the billionaire heiress and new Countess of Abingdon. Publicly, Lara has assumed the role of Sarah’s maid; but in private, she is little more than a sex slave, serving the perverted whims of the new Countess, and her former staff. Four days earlier, Lara travelled to a Siberian gulag, where she learned that Konstantin, the Trinity commander she thought she had killed, was still alive and was holding her friend, Jonah Maiava, prisoner. Konstantin threatened to execute Jonah unless Lara agreed to face him in a fair fight. Overconfident, Lara was soundly beaten and humiliated, and then forced to become the prison-camp’s whore for the rest of her stay.
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Lara grunted involuntarily, as her buttocks mashed painfully against the cold steel bars.
“Please, Dorogoy, not so rough.” Lara said, using the Russian word for darling sweetheart.
This scene had played out countless times over the past five days, with Lara compliantly serving the sexual needs of the 32 Trinity soldiers guarding the Russian prison. She made sure to give them the girlfriend experience, pretending to be madly in love with the soldiers, praising their sexual prowess and feigning loud orgasms that coincided with the moment she felt her lover cum inside her. For their part, the guards treated her quite well when they weren’t using her – sharing their rations with her and letting her sleep unmolested in a spare bunk in their barracks.
After the first two days of exclusively servicing the sexual needs of the guards, Lara learned that she would be servicing the prisoners as well. Lara tried to behave submissive and accommodating towards the prisoners to win them over, as she had done with the guards, but for some reason she couldn’t comprehend, they all seemed to hate her. Lara grunted again, as the rough hands gripping her smooth hips pulled her backwards into the vertical bars. A moment later, she felt the prisoner’s stiff cock slide, without resistance, into her well-used asshole.
“Oh Dorogoy, you feel so good in my ass!” Lara moaned, trying to endear herself to the man fucking her from behind, but he seemed completely indifferent to her.
He started thrusting into her stretched asshole like a jackrabbit, causing her voluptuous breasts to bounce up and down against her chest. Unlike the guards, each of the 15 prisoners was only given 5 minutes with her, so none of them bothered with foreplay. Servicing the guards at least made her feel desired, whereas sex with the prisoners left her feeling like a disposable sex toy. The dirty prisoner behind her was grunting with effort, as he repeatedly buried his shaft as deeply as he could inside Lara’s asshole. He was only able to thrust his cock in about 4 inches, thanks to the bars separating them. The guards didn’t allow the prisoners out of the cells, except for their weekly shower, so Lara was forced to have sex with them through the bars.
After a couple of minutes of furious thrusting, she felt the dirty hands gripping her hips tighten and the prisoner’s thrusting slowed. A moment later, she felt spurts of warm cum filling her rectum, joining the cum of the previous 6 prisoners that had already fucked her ass that morning.
“Oh God, yes!” Lara moaned, squeezing her own breasts as she feigned an orgasm.
The prisoner pushed her away from him in disgust, while muttering an insult in Russian; but while he didn’t appreciate her acting skills, her two guards apparently did, judging by the hard erections straining against their pants. Faced with the hostility of the prisoners, Lara found herself looking forward to the amorous attention she received from the soldiers. Sometimes during the quiet moments, she worried that she might be succumbing to Stockholm Syndrome.
Lara blushed, as she felt a small trickly of cum leaking down her inner thigh from her gaping asshole. Dressed only in her socks and combat boots – the only clothing she was allowed to wear, and probably only because of the painfully cold concrete floor – Lara walked over to the next cell in line. Lara sensually licked her lips and rubbed her pussy, trying to entice the bedraggled man to accept a blowjob or vaginal sex. He grunted in Russian and gestured for her to turn around. A moment later, she had a dirty arm wrapped around her neck and a hard cock lodged inside her ass.
Despite being offered the use of any of her holes, all of the prisoners only seemed interested in fucking her ass. At least the guards offered her some variety. That wasn’t to say that anal sex wasn’t still their clear favourite, but each day about a third opted for a deepthroating blowjob or romantic vaginal sex, just for something different.
“Oh Dorogoy, your cock feels so good in my ass!” Lara moaned, turning her head and parting her lips, offering the prisoner a kiss through the bars.
“Slut whore traitor!” The Russian prisoner spat in broken English, and pushed her face away from him, forcing her to bend forward at the hips.
Lara’s sweat-streaked body glistened in the pale light flooding down from the large acrylic skylights located 6 stories above her. The contrast between Lara’s smooth white skin, which was completely clean except for the dirty smears left by the prisoners’ rough hands, and the prisoner’s filthy body, only served to highlight the difference between Lara and the other prisoners. Whereas they only got to shower once a week, she was allowed to shower twice a day. She doubted it was for her benefit. Most likely the soldiers wanted her clean after fucking the prisoners each morning, and they didn’t want her stinking up their barracks with the smell of cum when she went to sleep each night.
Lara felt like this contrast in treatment was part of the reason that the other prisoners hated her. They treated her like she was a Nazi collaborator during World War 2. Didn’t they know that she was being forced to do this? Didn’t they understand that she was just as much of a prisoner as they were? Lara didn’t want to think too deeply about the other reason she was hated. After she lost her humiliating fight with Konstantin, the Trinity commander had offered her one last chance to save Jonah from execution – by permanently signing over her noble Title to Sarah Green. Lara couldn’t do it. Being the 11^th Countess of Abingdon was her birthright. It made her who she was. Asking her to give it up was like asking a regular person to cut off their right arm.
She had watched helplessly, through tearstained eyes, as Konstantin pressed his pistol against the back of Jonah’s head and pulled the trigger. But the chamber had been empty. Lara’s relief quickly turned to anguish, when she saw the expression of hurt and betrayal on her friend’s face. She worried that their relationship would never recover. Lara glanced up and saw the horny expressions on her guards’ young faces. Lara felt a shiver of excitement shoot up her spine and started twerking her round buttocks up and down against the bars. The prisoner behind her started moaning happily and pressed his cock forward as far as he could, while letting Lara do the work of sliding her asshole up and down his shaft.
Her sensual movements were rewarded by the hungry expressions on the two soldiers’ faces, and the growing bulges in the front of their pants. She felt the prisoner’s rough hands growing tighter around her waist.
“Yes! Fuck me, Dorogoy! Fuck me!” Lara said, her wanton moans echoing around the cavernous internal courtyard.
She was putting on a show, but not for the prisoner she was fucking. She shivered with excitement, as she saw the bulges in the soldiers’ pants grow harder, and the hungry expressions on their faces. Lara had always been a bit of an attention whore, but since her year of servitude to Sarah had begun, her need for attention and validation had grown out of control. She was like an addict going through withdrawal. She missed being famous and fawned over. She missed being the centre of attention at fancy parties, and being obsessed over by paparazzi and devoted fans. In short, she missed being a famous and wealthy celebrity.
Lara felt warm cum spurting inside her ass. She clenched her sphincter, milking the remaining cum from the happy prisoner’s balls, while he held onto her for dear life. When she felt him finish, she turned around and offered him a kiss. The prisoner’s resolve seemed to weaken, and he leaned forward, only to back away again, when the man from the next cell swore at him in Russian. The prisoner scowled and dismissed her with a wave of his hand. Lara pursed her lips in frustration. There was just no pleasing some people, she thought!
The next prisoner was equally hostile and motioned for her to turn around. Lara pressed her buttocks backwards against the bars, and soon felt the familiar sensation of a rock-hard cock thrusting inside her rapidly loosening asshole. Lara barely felt any discomfort from being sodomized any more. If anything, she found the stretching sensation of her sphincter expanding open quite enjoyable. For his part, the prisoner seemed mesmerised by the sight of Lara’s gaping asshole, and the sensation of thrusting inside it. It felt like a warm slippery waterslide, which while still tight enough massage every part of his cock, did so while offering almost no resistance or friction.
Lara felt the man’s dirty hands slide up her naked body, towards her chest. He began squeezing her breasts hard, as he fucked her through the bars.
“Yes, Dorogoy. Fuck my slutty ass!” Lara said, as she arched her back and moaned with pleasure.
The prisoner became so distracted that he waited too long to finish. His 5 minutes with her swiftly expired, but he hadn’t cum yet. At the signal from the guards, Lara started to move towards the next cell. The prisoner she had been fucking became enraged. His arms encircled her throat, cutting off her air supply, while he thrust back inside her ass and resumed fucking her. He shouted something in Russian, and Lara felt his angry spittle spray against her back. The soldiers guarding Lara shouldered their assault rifles and shouted angry commands at the man in Russian. Lara felt herself beginning to black out. Then a single shot rang out.
Lara took a deep gasping breath, as the choking pressure around her throat released. She glanced behind her and saw the prisoner lying dead in his cell, in a slowly expanding puddle of blood. He had a single bullet hole in his forehead. Both of the guards looked shocked. Lara looked around, and then spotted her saviour – a Sniper sitting on a walkway gantry 3 levels above them, on the other side of prison courtyard. The sniper waved down at the two soldiers guarding her, who waved back their thanks. At that moment, Lara dismissed any foolish ideas that she might somehow manage to escape from this place on her own. The security was just too tight and had too many layers. Her only hope now was that Sarah would come and rescue her.
Lara walked away from the dead prisoner’s cell and moved on to the next one in line. The prisoner in that cell appeared frozen in shock, having just witnessed his neighbour killed in front of him. When he made no move to direct her, Lara took the initiative and knelt down in front of him. She reached up through the bars and pulled his cock from his pants, before inserting it in her mouth. The man cursed in Russian and tightened his grip on the metal bars, as Lara’s talented tongue licked wet circles around the sensitive head of his cock. Then he moaned loudly, when she bobbed her head forward and the tip of his cock pushed inside her throat.
The man’s curses became more urgent, although they were clearly the result of intense pleasure rather than anger. The prisoner in the next cell pressed his face against the bars, straining to see what sort of sexual treatment his neighbour was getting. He witnessed Lara Croft wearing nothing but a pair of combat boots, down on her knees and sliding her mouth up and down on his neighbour’s cock. Lara’s wet lips looked incredibly sexy, stretched open around the man’s shaft, and her throat made indecent gagging noises each time the tip of his cock penetrated her tight throat.
Lara used every trick she knew to make the man cum: sliding her tongue along the underside of his shaft and deepthroating him on each thrust, all the while massaging his balls through the bars with her hands. The prisoner ejaculated in less than a minute. Lara leaned forward as far as the bars allowed and felt the prisoner’s warm cum spurting directly down her throat and into her stomach. She waited until he was completely finished before pulling her mouth away from his rapidly softening cock.
“Mmmmm, yummy! Thank you, Dorogoy.” Lara said, looking up at him erotically.
Lara stood up and walked over to the next cell. To her surprise, this prisoner also wanted a blowjob from her. Lara’s chest swelled with pride, thinking that her oral performance must have convinced him. She was also relieved to be able to give her gaping asshole a rest. Lara repeated the same moves that she had used to satisfy the last prisoner. She fell to her knees and looked up at the man adoringly, while licking her lips and reaching between the bars to grab his exposed cock.
Lara slid the cock between her red lips, and then transferred her grip to the man’s balls. She bobbed her head up and down on his shaft, feeling her throat expand around the tip at the apex of each thrust, while her tongue went to work licking and teasing his shaft. The man looked like he was in heaven, and started speaking to her in Russian, in a soft voice. Had she spoken Russian, she would have understood what he intended to do to her next. After a couple of minutes, the man appeared ready to cum, but instead of cuming inside Lara’s mouth, he reached through the bars and yanked backwards on her ponytail, forcing her to look up. At the same time, his other hand started furiously stroking his cock, which was aimed right at her face.
Moments later, Lara felt warm ropes of cum splattering against her face. The gooey ropes of cum crisscrossed her cheeks, nose and forehead, while the last few dribbles landed on her lips and chin. The man released his grip on her hair and Lara stood up. She felt so slutty with her face covered in cum. She could feel the sticky sperm oozing down her face, like maple syrup running down a stack of pancakes. The next prisoner in line clearly didn’t like her cum-plastered appearance, and declined to receive oral sex like the two previous prisoners. This surprised Lara, since the man apparently had no qualms about thrusting inside her slippery asshole, which had received even more loads of cum than her face. Men, Lara thought, rolling her eyes!
As it turned out, the next three prisoners also chose to fuck her ass. Each of them added their own cum to the gooey mess that was pooling inside her rectum. By this time, her well-used asshole was gaping open about half an inch wide, and sticky cum was continuously leaking from her stretched sphincter and dribbling down her inner thighs. Finally, she came to Jonah’s cell, which was the last cell in line. The large New Zealand Maori was sitting on his bed, deliberately not looking at her, and he made no effort to walk over towards the bars. Lara doubted that he would, since he hadn’t tried to fuck on the previous days either.
Konstantin hadn’t been pleased when he learned of Jonah’s refusal to participate, and he ordered Lara to try harder to seduce him. She cringed inwardly at the thought of what Konstantin would do to her, if he suspected she wasn’t trying her best. Lara had always believed she was fearless and indomitable, but Konstantin had showed her how vulnerable she really was. The ease with which he had dismantled her defences and defeated her in their fight had seriously dented Lara’s confidence. Especially since she knew that he’d been holding back. He could have easily killed or crippled her, had he chosen to do so; instead, he had left her bruised, bloodied and utterly humiliated. The thought of having to face him again, at least without a gun in her hand, filled her with dread.
“Would you like to fuck me, Jonah?” Lara asked, seductively sliding her hands over her naked breasts. “I’ll let you put it anywhere.”
Lara felt a mixture of humiliation and excitement at the prospect of putting on such an indecent performance in front of her old friend.
“You can fuck my pretty face until I gag.” Lara said, as she dropped to her haunches like a stripper.
Jonah glanced in her direction, but then forced himself to look away.
“Or maybe you’d like to fuck my tight little ass instead? I bet Abby never let you do that.” Lara teased, as she spun around and started twerked her sexy ass in his direction.
It was a mistake to mention Jonah’s wife, and something snapped inside him. Whereas before he avoided looking at her because of the uncomfortable attraction he felt towards his old friend, now he looked brazenly at her gaping cum-leaking asshole and felt disgusted. Jonah rose to his feet with an angry expression on his face.
“Keep my wife’s name out of your filthy whore mouth!” Jonah shouted angrily.
Lara was taken aback by his sudden hostility and struggled to recover.
“Jonah, I didn’t mean…” Lara started to apologise, but Jonah cut her off.
“And from what I can see, your slutty ass hasn’t been tight for a very long time!” Jonah said venomously.
Lara blushed with shame at his cutting remark. She needed to explain. He had to know this wasn’t her choice. She lowered her voice, so that only he could hear.
“Jonah, they’re making me do this.” Lara explained.
“And did they make you choose your fancy Title over saving my life?” He asked, clenching his fists with barely contained rage.
“You don’t understand…” Lara said lamely.
“Oh, I understand perfectly. You’re a selfish little girl who cares more about a few fancy letters after your name than you do about your friends’ lives! What happened to you, Lara?” Jonah asked accusingly.
Lara bristled at his tone. She had tried to help him! She had fought against Konstantin to try and save him. Who was he to accuse her, she thought? He didn’t know what sacrifices she’d made to protect her father’s legacy! He didn’t know the enormous responsibilities that came with being a noble Countess!
“I fought for you, Jonah! I tried to save you!” Lara countered.
“And a fat load of good that did!” Jonah replied.
“Konstantin was too strong! I tried my best!” Lara argued back.
An uncomfortable silence fell upon them, which was soon broken by Konstantin’s deep voice.
“You can’t be too hard on her, Jonah. Lara’s just a silly little girl, playing at being an adventurer!” Konstantin said from behind her.
Lara wanted to argue with him, but the moment their eyes met, she felt a bone-chilling fear and all her previous defiance evaporated. She looked nervously down at her feet, while Konstantin continued to speak.
“However, I am prepared to off you another chance to win your freedom. And not just your freedom, but freedom for your friend and all the other prisoners as well!” Konstantin said.
Lara’s hands started to shake, and her mind was filled with panic at the thought of facing Konstantin again. She knew with absolute certainty that she couldn’t beat him, and she dreaded to think of the pain he would inflict upon her when she failed. Konstantin saw her apprehension and smiled.
“Don’t worry, Lara, I have no intention of making you fight me again. After all, what would that prove? We both know you could never beat me. Instead, I thought that we might make the odds a little bit more sporting, to at least give you a chance of winning.” Konstantin said condescendingly.
Lara hated his belittling tone, but she remained silent. A minute later, several soldiers entered the courtyard carrying padded blue gym mats. They placed the mats on the concrete floor, creating a padded area roughly 25 feet square, or just larger than the area of a standard boxing ring. One of them approached her and handed her a towel, which she used to wipe the cum from her face. Then she was given a mouthguard, a padded headguard and a pair of thickly padded sparring gloves. Her opponent entered a short time later. Lara wasn’t impressed.
Her opponent was only 18 years old and at least 2 inches shorter than her. He was wearing the standard military fatigues that all of the soldiers guarding the prison wore, but he was naked from the waist up and was already wearing his headguard and boxing gloves. Lara saw there wasn’t an ounce of fat on his shredded body, but neither was there a great deal of muscle either. She would have described his physique as wiry. Konstantin explained the rules, while Lara donned her own protective gear.
“The bout will go for 5 minutes and be scored strictly on points. 1 point for landing a body-shot, 2 points for a head-shot, 5 points for a knockdown and 5 points if your opponent leaves the mat. Any questions?” Konstantin said.
Lara shook her head and bit down on her mouthguard. It felt weird to be fighting completely naked, but she felt confident that she could easily defeat the short teenager standing opposite her. They moved forward and touched gloves, and Konstantin started his stopwatch. Lara circled her opponent and then attacked. It was a combination she had used many times – jab, jab, cross, hook, uppercut, jab. The jabs were intended to test the range for the right cross she was about to throw. If her opponent blocked that, then her left hook would travel around his arms and land on his chin. If had had the skill or luck to duck under that blow, then he’d find himself ducking straight into her uppercut. Then she’d spring backwards before her opponent could land a combination of his own, while throwing out another jab to discourage any pursuit. That was her plan anyway.
Lara threw her first two jabs, but her opponent slipped both punches and then hit her with a blisteringly fast jab of his own. The blow slammed into her nose, throwing her off balance, and her own right cross missed him completely. She threw a clumsy left hook, but her opponent leaned back out of range, and then immediately fired back with a left jab and right cross that hit her squarely on the chin and knocked her backwards onto her ass.
“That’s 11 points!” Konstantin said, which one of the soldiers noted down on his scorecard.
Lara bit her mouthguard angrily a sprang to her feet. She tried a different combination, aiming for her opponent’s face, but none of her shots landed. He skilfully slipped or ducked every punch she threw, and then struck back with fast punches of his own, none of which she was able to block or avoid. The padded headgear and thickly padded sparring gloves of her opponent ensured that she didn’t suffer any serious injuries. If they had been fighting with regulation gloves or bare-fisted, her nose would have definitely been broken by now.
Lara tried targeting her opponent’s body instead, but he simply turned his body slightly and blocked her punches with his elbows. Unfortunately for her, ducking down to target her opponent’s body left her own head exposed and within range. The young soldier hit her with two hard jabs that rocked her backwards, followed by a powerful hook that half spun her around. Lara put up her hands and retreated. Her opponent chased after her with a flurry of punches, which caused her to step off the mat.
“5 point penalty!” Konstantin announced.
The fight had been going for less than a minute, and Lara was already starting to feel tanked. Her opponent’s speed made her feel like she was moving in slow motion. Every time she attacked, he easily avoided it and countered; every time she defended, it was never quite fast enough. Lara gamely continued to fight, but every few seconds, another punch landed on her face. Despite the padded gloves, Lara’s face was becoming red and puffy and her nose was bleeding. Lara started to become increasingly desperate and soon fell back into bad beginner habits that she thought she had long ago trained out of her. She started ducking her head and turning away from the punches, losing sight of her opponent, which just allowed him to circle around her defences and land even more shots.
The prisoners started booing and jeering, as Lara retreating away from her opponent, holding out her arms in a vain attempt to ward off his attacks. Lara ate punch after punch and was knocked down 6 more times, as well as being chased off the mat another 5 times. When the end of the match finally came, Lara was a sweaty and exhausted mess. The final score was 289 points to 0. Lara had failed to land even a single blow on her opponent.
Lara felt completely crestfallen. Losing to Konstantin had been bad enough, but at least in her mind she could rationalise it because he was much bigger and stronger than she was. But now she had just been humiliated by a teenager, who was even shorter than she was. She had always believed herself to be a highly skilled combatant, but this young man had made her look like an untrained fool.
“Well, that was pathetic!” Konstantin said mockingly.
The angry looks on the faces of the prisoners showed that they agreed with his assessment. Lara hung her head in shame, unable to look at any of the men. She felt like a complete failure.
“But I’m prepared to give you another shot.” Konstantin said, nodding to one of the soldiers.
Lara’s headguard and boxing gloves were taken from her and she was handed a white Judo Gi and belt. The heavy cotton jacket wrapped all the way around her slender waist, where she tied it in place with a white cotton belt. Lara knew how to tie the belt, since her father had paid for her to take Judo lesson when she was younger, and she had earned the rank of Blue Belt before she decided to switch to kickboxing instead. The jacket was the first item of clothing that she’d been allowed to wear at the prison, since having the clothes she had arrived in stripped from her. She was grateful that the long jacket covered her body all the way down to her upper thighs, although her ego made her want to complain about the white beginner’s belt they had given her.
Stepping onto the mat opposite her was the oldest of the soldiers she’d seen at the prison. He was about 5’11” tall and aged in his late 40’s or early 50’s, with thinning grey hair cut in the short military style, and a thick waistline that while not overly fat, indicated he was no longer in his prime.
“This bout will go for 5 minutes. No strikes are allowed, 5 points for every throw or takedown, and a 5-point penalty if you leave the mat. If you win, you and all of the prisoners will be immediately released.” Konstantin said.
Konstantin’s announcement was translated into Russian by the prisoners that spoke a little English. Another round of excited whispers passed between the prisoners, who were getting worked-up at the prospect of finally being granted their freedom after many months in captivity. Unfortunately for them, this grappling match didn’t go any better than the previous boxing match did. She and her older opponent circled each other and then engaged in a grip fight, each attempting to grab hold of the other’s sleeve and collar. Her opponent wasted no time. The moment he gripped her jacket, he used his hold to off-balance her. He loaded all of Lara’s weight onto her right leg and then immediately reaped it out from under her.
When she got up, the grip fight resumed. Her opponent attempted the same leg-reap technique a second time, but she defended against it by widening her stance and moving her target leg out of range. Her opponent immediately countered by pulling her forward towards him, while simultaneously turning into her and lowering his centre of gravity. A moment later, Lara found herself airborne, as she was effortlessly thrown over his shoulder and slammed down onto the mat. Lara dusted herself off and re-established her grip on her opponent’s Gi – and was immediately thrown using an inside leg trip. Growing frustrated, she tried to force an attack of her own, only to have both feet swept out from under her again.
The initial excitement of the prisoners quickly turned to anger, when they saw how easily Lara was being beaten. Several of them shouted in Russian that the fight was staged and she wasn’t even trying to win. Their accusations were understandable. Such was the skill of the older man that their Judo match looked more like a choreographed exhibition than an actual competitive fight. He was tossing her around the mat effortlessly and never used the same technique twice. When the match was over, the score was even worse than the boxing match – 295 points to 0. Lara had been thrown almost 60 times by an old man twice her age! The hit to Lara’s ego was devastating, but Konstantin wasn’t finished humiliating her.
“Gentlemen, the great Lara Croft!” Konstantin said as he clapped mockingly, while the soldiers laughed and the prisoners shouted angry insults at her.
Konstantin held up a hand for silence. The soldiers obeyed him out of loyalty and the prisoners obeyed him out of fear.
“Let’s try one last contest – winner takes all. A 1-minute kickboxing round. If you can land a single kick on your opponent, I’ll release you and the prisoners.” Konstantin said.
Lara’s heart beat faster. Just one kick, she thought? And she didn’t even need to knock down her opponent? She was filled with a sudden rush of confidence, especially when she saw who her opponent was. The man was aged in his early 30’s, very muscular and about 6’4” tall. Under normal circumstances, she would have been wary of his strength, but given the touch-fighting rules of their bout, all that muscle would just slow him down – or so she thought.
Lara felt mildly insulted when one of the soldiers brought out beginner’s protective gear to wear, since kickboxing was by far her preferred fighting style. She removed her boots and socks and dressed in the provided blue padded shin guards, body protection vest and headguard, and inserted a fresh mouthguard. He opponent clearly didn’t fear her at all, and wasn’t wearing any protective gear, save for his red gloves. Lara donned a pair of blue gloves and stepped onto the mat.
She bounced around on the balls of her feet, circling her opponent and trying to estimate the range of his much longer legs. Without her boots, her opponent was a full head taller than she was. Time to end this farce, Lara thought. She darted in and threw a right leg kick to her opponent’s lead thigh. He checked the kick with his lead shin and then fired back a leg kick of his own. The shocked expression on Lara’s face as she was tossed into the air indicated her surprise.
The soldier’s kick slammed straight through Lara’s blocking shin and continued through her rear supporting leg as well, tossing her up into the air like a ragdoll. Even when fighting Konstantin, Lara hadn’t felt that sort of power. She suspected that Konstantin had been holding back in their previous fight – probably because he didn’t want to anger Sarah, who was bankrolling his operation – but her latest opponent clearly wasn’t holding anything back. Lara was suddenly grateful for the protective gear, because without her padding, that kick could have easily broken her shin.
Lara climbed to her feet and advanced in a fighting stance, with her gloves held at her temples to protect her head. Her opponent stepped forward and fired a powerful front kick into her chest. The technique he used was called a teep – essentially a push kick used to control distance in much the same way that a boxer might use a jab. The kick slammed into her padded body protector and sent her flying backwards several feet. Lara landed on her back and had the wind knocked out of her. She rolled over onto her hands and knees, trying to catch her breath, as the clock kept ticking down.
Lara launched several more attacks, but they were easily brushed aside, while her opponent’s kicks crashed through her defences and knocked her down every time. By the time 1 minute had expired, Lara had been knocked down 7 times and had failed to land even a single kick in return. Lara’s ego was devastated. So much of her self-identity was based around being a “badass” who could “take care of herself”. But when Konstantin and his soldiers had tested her skills, they were found to be totally inadequate. They had proven her harsh critics right: Lara Croft was nothing but a spoiled, callow little girl, paying at being a tough adventurer.
The angrily shouted insults of the prisoners just confirmed what a failure she was. She hung her head in shame, as two of the soldiers led her away to the showers to clean up. For the remainder of the day, she serviced the soldiers guarding the prison in whatever way the desired, while being forced to thank them for the privilege. It was particularly humiliating when it came time for her to service the soldiers that had so easily beaten her. None of them were rough with her, but somehow that just made it worse. It made her feel like her fighting skills were so inadequate that they didn’t even bother to take her defiance personally.
The following morning, Lara was brought back into the courtyard, but to her surprise, all of the prisoners were out of their cells. There were only 14 prisoners left including Jonah, since one of them had been killed by the guards the previous day. Many of the prisoners were staring at her with utter contempt and hatred, as if they somehow blamed her for his death. Lara looked around the courtyard and counted 16 guards on the ground level, surrounding the prisoners with assault rifles, and 6 more standing overwatch on the upper gantries, presumably to prevent any escape attempts.
Lara saw that Konstantin was there waiting for her, and she couldn’t help but inwardly cringe at the thought of what new indignity he had planned for her. Konstantin immediately saw her distress and greeted her with an amused smile.
“I’ve come to offer you another chance at freedom. Agree to sign over your noble Title, and I’ll release everyone immediately. Look, I’ve even gotten them out of their cells, so there won’t be any delays.” Konstantin said.
Lara saw Jonah staring needles at her and looked away in shame.
“I can’t.” Lara answered softly.
Konstantin translated her answer into Russian for the prisoners. They booed and hissed, and cursed her out in Russian, seeing her as the only obstacle to their freedom. Konstantin held up a hand for silence and then nodded a signal to his men. Two of the guards left the room and returned a short time later carrying a military-issue white mattress, which they placed in the centre of the enclosed prison courtyard. Konstantin began speaking again in Russian, but it was clear that he was directing his comments towards the prisoners. Despite not speaking Russian, Lara concentrated on his words, hoping to read the intent behind them. She was taken by surprise when the guards on either side of her grabbed her arms and cuffed them behind her back, using hinged stainless-steel handcuffs.
As she looked on in ignorance, Konstantin explained to the prisoners that he was prepared to release all of them and fly them back to their families. Then he told them that the only thing standing between them and their freedom, and seeing their loved ones again, was Lara’s stubborn refusal to sign over her Noble Title. They would have 48 hours to change her mind. If they succeeded, each of them would be freed and given $500,000 USD as compensation for their silence. This was a life-changing amount of money for most of these poor Russian men.
After making some explicit threats regarding the fate that would befall any of them who crossed Trinity in the future or tried to go to the authorities, Konstantin told them that if they failed, all of them would be shot and left in unmarked graves. None of their loved ones would ever learn of their fate. Then he explained the rules. They couldn’t beat or injure her – Konstantin could have done that himself, had he wished – and they couldn’t physically force her to sign the document. She had to sign it of her own will. Konstantin wanted her humbled and humiliated until she finally broke.
To that end, they were free to perform any sexual acts they desired upon her. Konstantin asked them if they understood what was being asked of them, and all but Jonah nodded. Konstantin nodded to his men, who threw Lara face-down onto the white mattress. Konstantin signalled to his soldiers and then left the prison courtyard. All but two of the guards surrounding the prisoners left with him, leaving just 3 guards on the ground floor, who took up position at the base of the metal stairs that led to the upper cells, and the 6 guards standing overwatch on the upper gantries.
The prisoners looked at each other indecisively, obviously worried that this was some sort of trick. After a few seconds of hesitation, the first of the prisoners approached Lara’s mattress. When none of the guards made any move to stop them, the others came forward and circled her naked body like hungry wolves. All of the anger, frustration and resentment they felt at months and in some cases years of imprisonment was now directed at the naked woman handcuffed in front of them. Lara looked up at them fearfully and saw the madness and lust in their eyes.
“Jonah!” She called out to her friend for help, but he turned his back on her and returned to his open cell.
The leader of the guards held up a hand, instructing the soldiers to leave him be. Konstantin had given explicit orders that Jonah was not be interfered with. Like Lara, he had to come around to the correct way of thinking on his own. One of the prisoners roughly jammed a hand between Lara’s legs, and she instinctively kicked him in the stomach. The spell of calmness was broken and the desperate prisoners descended upon her like a pack of hungry wolves. Dirty hands pulled at her naked body from all directions. A smelly cock that hadn’t been washed in almost a week was shoved into her face. Lara turned her head away, only for two more cocks to slap against her cheeks and nose.
Someone yanked backwards on her long hair, causing her to cry out in pain. As soon as her red lips parted, one of the cocks poking at her face was rammed down her throat. She felt her legs being pried apart, and then another cock was jammed inside her ass. Lara bucked and gagged, as she was brutally spit roasted between the prisoners. Having her head and neck arched painfully backwards created a straight line between her mouth and neck, allowing the prisoner in front of her to thrust his cock straight down her throat. Lara gagged and her throat visibly expanded, as her airway distended outwards around the cock impaling it. Saliva and drool started spilling down her lips and chin, as the man grabbed the sides of her head and began brutally face-fucking her.
Meanwhile, the second prisoner was thrusting forcefully between her firm buttocks, and the courtyard echoed with the degrading sound of his balls and thighs slapping against her ass. The other prisoners were growing impatient, and hard cocks started rubbing against every exposed part of her skin. More of them could have used her, had there been any sort of agreement between the prisoners, but this was a frenzied free-for-all. The prisoner fucking Lara’s face came, sending spurts of warm cum shooting directly down her throat. Last gasped and spluttered when he pulled out, only to immediately have another cock rammed inside her mouth.
Lara gagged, as the cock slid along her tongue and straight down her slender throat. Lara’s beautiful face reddened, as her lips stretched open around the base of the man’s cock, and her nose pressed against in his wiry pubic hair. The man fucking her from behind grabbed two handfuls of her athletic buttocks, gripping them tightly enough to leave red finger marks. He pistoned his cock in and out of her unresisting anus, and after two minutes of furious pounding, he moaned and orgasmed. Lara shivered, as she felt warm cum jetting deep inside her rectum. When he pulled out, Lara’s sphincter spasmed and puckered, before squeezing shut, only to be stretched open around another cock.
They fucked her at both ends without pause or mercy, and with no regard for her pleasure or discomfort. After the initial frenzy died down, a couple of prisoners, presumably the leaders, managed to stamp some sort of order onto the proceedings. Lara was flipped over onto her back and impaled on the cock of a prisoner lying beneath her. No sooner had his cock buried itself balls-deep inside her ass, then a second prisoner knelt between her spread legs and inserted himself inside her pussy. Lara groaned with pleasure, as both of her holes felt immediately tighter and fuller from the sensation of having two cocks filling her at the same time.
She was unable to enjoy herself, however, as her head was arched backwards and another cock was forced between her lips. Lara’s slender throat expanded outwards around the thick cock with each deep thrust, allowing every man present to follow its progress down her gullet as if they were watching an x-ray. Lara struggled to breathe, and obscene ‘glucking’ noises accompanied each deep thrust into her throat. Her face was a wet mess, with saliva streaming down from the corners of her mouth and onto her blushing cheeks. The two men fucking her pussy and ass developed a steady rhythm, and Lara moaned involuntarily around the cock in her mouth, as the two cocks slid against each other through the thin flesh separating her holes.
The men cared nothing for her pleasure and fucked her until they orgasmed, at which point another three prisoners took their place. Despite the cold temperature, Lara’s sweaty body felt burning hot to the touch. Her naked flesh was now streaked with the greasy handprints of the unwashed prisoners, and the stench of their dirty bodies clung to her and filled her nostrils. It was a far cry from the expensive sandalwood perfumes and scented moisturisers she was used to smelling. Lara was trapped between the press of bodies, unable to do much more than bounce up and down between the hard cocks impaling her holes. She felt like the soft filling at the centre of an obscene sex sandwich.
The rough double penetration, coupled with the humiliation she felt at being used like a disposable sex toy sent her over the edge, and she orgasmed. The prisoners didn’t seem to notice or care, and continued taking turns using all three of her holes. Once all of the prisoners, save Jonah, had used her once, one of the guards came over and asked Lara in broken English if she was ready to sign the papers. Lara shook her head, answering no. The prisoners were enraged by her refusal, and even Jonah looked at her in annoyance from where he was sulking inside his open cell.
The leaders among the prisoners called for calm and called the other prisoners over to them, where they had a serious conversation amongst themselves. They decided that Lara was enjoying herself far too much, and this would have to change. When the new plan was outlined, several of the prisoners objected, worried about Konstantin’s directive not to injure her, but the others assured them that a whore like Lara could handle what they had planned. They also decided that they needed to pace themselves, since the gangbang had only been going on for just over an hour, and they didn’t want to exhaust themselves too soon.
The next round of the gangbang began with Lara being picked up by two of the prisoners, with two more stepping forward to support her legs. The two prisoners positioned themselves in front and behind her, and lined up their cocks with her asshole. Lara winced, as she felt the tips of both cocks pressing against the entrance to her ass at the same time. She groaned, as she felt her already loosened sphincter being stretched open even wider around the two cocks. As her asshole expanded to admit the cocks, her own bodyweight began to push her down lower onto their shafts.
The second pair of men supporting her legs released their grip, causing her entire bodyweight to impale her asshole deeper onto the two cocks inside her ass. With her hands cuffed behind her back, she couldn’t even use her arms to help support her weight. Inch by inch, Lara’s asshole expanded wider and wider around the two cocks. The slight curvature of both penises created some separation between them as she got closer to their bases, which meant that her asshole was stretched open even wider around them. When both cocks were finally balls-deep inside her, her asshole had taken on a stretched oval shape approximately 2.5 inches long and 1.5 inches wide.
The men held her like that for a couple of minutes, waiting for her asshole to acclimatize to the increased girth of their penetration. Then they lowered themselves to the ground, with Lara still impaled between them, and pushed her forward, so that her knees were straddling the first prisoner, while the second was kneeling behind her. The men began sawing their cocks in and out of her asshole. Lara grunted with discomfort, as the man behind her climbed up onto her back and started thrusting directly down into her asshole. The change of position meant that he was penetrating her ass almost at right angles to the first prisoner’s cock, which enlarged the gap between the two cocks further and forced her asshole to stretch open even wider.
The men were in no hurry, and the fact that they had already cum less than an hour earlier allowed them to stave off their orgasm for much longer. They fucked her for over half an hour, before they spurted another load of cum inside her ass. When they pulled out, Lara’s asshole was left gaping open almost an inch wide. The next pair took their places and resumed double penetrating her stretched-open sphincter. Lara blushed with both shame and desire, as she desperately wanted to reach between her legs and start rubbing her clit, but the handcuff prevented her from doing so. She wanted so badly to orgasm, despite what the cruel prisoners were doing to her body – or perhaps because of it.
Lara’s asshole slowly acclimatised itself to the double intrusion, becoming looser and looser until it had no trouble expanding wide enough to accommodate both cocks impaling her. After the third pair of prisoners came inside her ass, the leaders determined that Lara’s ass was loose enough to accommodate three penises at once. The next two men took their places, with one sliding in between Lara’s thighs and penetrating her ass from below, while the second penetrated her ass from behind. But now a third man swung his leg over Lara’s back, as if he was mounting a horse, and penetrated her ass from above.
Lara’s cheeks flushed and her mouth gaped open wordlessly, as she felt the third cock pressing against her stretched anal ring. She grunted, as her sphincter pressed inwards around the tip of his cock, before stretching open wider and allowing it to slide inside her. Lara’s battered asshole expanded open even wider than before. Her gaping ass had now stretched into an oval shape roughly 3 inches long and 2 inches wide. Lara could feel the cocks bending and twisting around inside her like slippery snakes. The three cocks slithered around each other and rubbed and poked the sensitive flesh of her rectum from multiple angles.
If the downtrodden prisoners felt any homophobic reservations about having their cocks touching inside Lara’s ass, they gave no indication. They worked as a team, sliding their cocks in and out of her stretched-open asshole, sometimes in sequence and other times in unison. The prisoners behind and above her seemed to deliberately lean out to either side, as if trying to pry her asshole open even wider. The reason for their efforts became apparent, when they tried to have a fourth prisoner enter her asshole for a quadruple penetration. However, the logistics of that task proved insurmountable, as there simply wasn’t enough room to squeeze so may bodies around her asshole at the same time.
When one of the men ejaculated inside her, he slid out of her asshole and another man took his place. Thanks to their previous sex with her, most of the men managed to last at least 20 to 30 minutes this time around. By the end of this session, over 2 hours had elapsed. The same soldier walked over and asked Lara if she would sign the papers, abdicating her claim to the Title of Countess of Abingdon. She again shook her head and refused. Two soldiers brought in a barrel of water and some metal prison cups for the prisoners to rehydrate. Lara felt desperately thirsty, but none of the men seemed to care.
“Please? Water!” Lara said, pointing towards the water and then her mouth.
Several of the prisoners swore at her in Russian, but then one of the leaders smiled and spoke to the other prisoners, who also started grinning. Three of the prisoners came over to the stained mattress she was lying on and lifted her off the ground by her armpits and thighs, while a fourth placed a metal drinking cup directly underneath her ass. Lara’s legs were held out to either side, with her knees up around her head, which pulled her ass cheeks apart to reveal her gaping 1.5-inch-wide asshole. A small waterfall of sticky sperm started oozing out of her asshole, into the cup. By the time the flood slowed to a trickle, the cup was over half-way full with gooey white cum.
The prisoner with the cup yanked back on Lara’s hair, forcing her head and neck to arch backwards. Then he gripped her by the cheeks and roughly forced open her mouth, before pouring the disgusting contents of the cup between her lips. Lara almost gagged, as she felt the gooey cum oozing across her tongue and then sliding down her throat. When he released her, Lara lay in a foetal position, coughing and spluttering. Even then, it seemed like they wouldn’t give her any water, until one of the guards shouted a command. Konstantin had left strict instructions regarding Lara’s physical health.
One of the prisoners filled a metal cup from the water barrel and then spat in it. All of the other prisoners did the same, and then the original prisoner brought it over to her. Lara grimaced at the frothy saliva floating on the surface of the water in the cup, but she had already drunk far worse than that today. Desperately thirsty, she opened her mouth and reluctantly swallowed the disgusting liquid filling the cup.
“Please, more?” Lara asked, and then blushed with shame when she realised that it sounded like she was asking for more of the same treatment, when all she really wanted was more water.
The prisoners re-filled the metal cup with water from the barrel, and then all of them spat in it again. This time Lara didn’t hesitate in drinking down the tainted water, feeling that it was better to simply get it over with. With the water break over, the gangbang resumed with more triple penetrations of her asshole; but about halfway through, one of the prisoners had a revelation. Lara was at first confused when they stopped fucking her and lifted her up into the air again. As the accumulated cum started leaking out of her gaping asshole, one of the prisoners rushed over with a metal cup to catch it for later. Waste not, want not, apparently, Lara thought bitterly!
When he was done, two of the prisoners sat down facing each other, with their legs intertwined and their cocks pushed together and pointing up towards the sky. The prisoner’s lowered Lara downwards until her gaping asshole slid down over the twin cocks beneath her. This time, rather than penetrating her ass vertically, the two cocks were penetrating her horizontally. The two men were seated on either side of her, and she was lowered downwards until she was completely impaled upon them, with one of her buttocks was resting on each man’s crotch. With the first two men seated on either side of her, this created an opening in front and behind her for the next two prisoners.
The first of them knelt between her spread legs and pressed the tip of his cock against her stretched asshole. Her well-used sphincter resisted momentarily and then expanded to swallow his cock inside. Then came time for the main event. All of the remaining prisoners gathered around for a closer look, and even the guards were craning their necks to see the unthinkable event unfolding before their eyes. The fourth prisoner knelt down behind her and pressed his cock against her anal ring from the other side. Now it was Lara’s turn to panic, as she felt the tip of his cock pressing inwards against her already occupied asshole.
“No, no, no, no!” Lara repeated, over and over again, as she felt her stretched asshole distending inwards around the fourth cock trying to penetrate it.
The pain was incredible, and Lara’s pleas quickly degenerated into a wordless wail, as her asshole was stretched open wider than ever before, allowing the fourth cock to slide inside.
“Oh Fuck! Oh fuck!” Lara cried, as she felt her ass being stretched open to inhuman proportions.
It felt like she was being ripped in half, and the pain only got worse when the four men started actively fucking her. They could only move in and out a couple of inches at a time, for fear of dislodging each other, but every tiny movement felt like it was tearing her sensitive sphincter apart. Lara’s pain was music to the ears of the watching prisoners, who applauded and jeered at her. This was the biggest insertion Lara had ever experienced inside her ass – bigger even than Sarah’s constant fisting or her oversized dildos.
Lara started to cry, when she thought of the damage being inflicted on her formerly-tight asshole. Would her asshole ever recover, she wondered? Would her ruined sphincter even close after this, or would she have to go through the rest of her life wearing adult diapers? Lara’s asshole was stretched open almost 3.5 inches wide by the four cocks. Even worse, because of the different angles of their penetrations, each thrust pulled her protesting sphincter outwards in different directions, further expanding her asshole.
Lara could feel their cocks rubbing and poking against the sensitive walls of her rectum. It felt like a twisting nest of snakes slithering around inside her ass. This time, she received absolutely no pleasure from the anal sex. All she could do was concentrate on her breathing and quietly cry, as her asshole was forced to expand wider than it had ever done before. After about 20 minutes, one of the men beneath her came. Unlike before, this meant that all four of the men had to temporarily pull out of her and reset, before a fresh man could join them. In the interim, the men pointed at Lara’s gaping asshole and laughed.
Even though their taunts were in Russian, Lara blushed with humiliation and the disgusting spectacle she had become. Her gaping asshole had expanded to over 2.5-inches-wide, and the prisoners gawped at her like she was the star of a carnival freakshow. Two of them pushed her forwards onto her face, so that her ass was sticking up in the air behind her. With her buttocks pointing upwards towards the skylights, the prisoners could see over a foot deep inside the fleshy red tunnel of her ass. One of them spat into her ass, as though he was spitting into a deep dark well. Lara shivered, as she felt the wet ball of saliva splatter against the entrance to her colon. The other prisoners thought this was amusing, and soon all of them took turns spitting inside her ass.
Lara always thought of herself as tough, but for some reason this small act made her cry even harder. It was as if by spitting on her, these cruel men were saying that she was worthless. Once all of the prisoners had a go, they repositioned her on the cum-stained mattress and resumed their places. This time, when she was lowered onto the cocks of the two men beneath her, she barely felt anything, as her gaping asshole hardly had to expand at all to admit them. When the third man entered her asshole from in front, she felt slightly fuller, but still loose. Then she grunted, as she felt the fourth man enter her asshole from behind, and her ass felt full again.
The four men sawed in and out of her ass for another 20 minutes, before the next man came inside her. He was quickly swapped out for another fresh man, and they resumed their task of ruining her asshole and breaking her will to resist. The angle was weird and not the most pleasurable for the men, so most of them lasted at least 20 to 30 minutes before they finally ejaculated inside her. It was another 2 hours before all 13 of the men had quadruple fucked Lara’s ass and ejaculated. Lara’s asshole felt numb and was gaping open about 2.5 inches wide – about the width of a Coke can
It was time for another water break, and the prisoners poured water into the metal cup that was already partly filled with the cum from Lara’s ass. Lara swallowed her pride and drank the disgustingly tainted water without comment. The guard returned and asked her if she was ready to sign the papers. Lara was sorely tempted to give in, but she forced herself to shake her tear-streaked face in refusal. The prisoners were starting to run out of ideas. One suggested that they give Lara’s pussy the same treatment as her asshole, but that idea was shouted down by the others, who retorted that a whore like Lara would probably enjoy that.
The leaders insisted that they should stick to the plan, and what followed was another 3 hours of the prisoners fucking Lara’s gaping asshole four at a time. By the end of that session, Lara’s gaping asshole had expanded a further quarter-of-an-inch to 2.75” wide. Her once tight ass had been transformed into a dark round tunnel that gaped open so wide a Coke can could have been pushed inside without even touching the sides. When it was time for the next water break, and Lara drank in more cum-and-spit-tainted water. She again refused to sign the papers, and the prisoners became increasingly angry and frustrated. All of them were tired and Lara heard a heated discussion taking place in Russian.
Lara felt exhausted, and looked a far cry from the wealthy, high-society heiress she had been in her previous life. Her asshole was a gaping hole that would no longer close, her athletic body was drenched in sweat and streaked with dirt, and her beautiful face was wet with tears and saliva, and sticky with cum. After more discussions, a new gameplan emerged. Lara was laid backwards on the dirty mattress. She squirmed in discomfort as the handcuffs dug into her back. Then her head was yanked backwards and a cock was shoved down her throat. The man’s balls were resting on her nose, so she could barely breathe, but then things got even worse, as a second man knelt down beside her head. He pressed his cock against her already occupied mouth and pushed.
Lara kicked out with her legs, as her lips were slowly prised apart. It felt like her jaw was being dislocated. The second penis pushed in between her lips, and Lara gagged as her cheeks expanded around the two cocks inside her mouth. The men fucking her face nodded to each other and then pushed forward. Lara’s body bucked so violently that it took three prisoners to hold her down. She could feel the tips of both men’s cocks sliding along her tongue and pushing past the entrance of her throat. Lara’s eyes widened in terror, and her face turned red from lack of oxygen. This couldn’t be happening, she thought, as her eyes filled with madness!
They pushed forward, and a loud gulping sound came from Lara’s oesophagus, as both cocks entered her delicate throat at the same time. Lara’s slender throat expanded outwards like a snake swallowing a large egg. Two long bulges pressed outwards through the tight skin of her throat, like a hand pressing against the wall of a tent. The prisoners could clearly see the progress of the two cocks, from the distended round bulges sticking out from her stretched throat. As the bulges in her stretched-open throat moved deeper, and Lara’s struggles grew less fierce. Just when she was about to blackout, a shouted call from one of the guards made the prisoners reluctantly pull out. They waited for about 30 seconds for her to recover her breath, and then received a nod from the guard that they could resume.
Lara was in total agony. It felt like something from a horror movie – like some sort of alien was forcing itself down her throat to impregnate her. Her stretched throat felt like it was ready to burst, and several times she tried to throw up, only to have to swallow it back down. When the men came and pulled out, Lara was left coughing a spluttering, with streams of cum and saliva oozing down her upturned face. The next two men came forward.
“Please don’t.” Lara pleaded, but they ignored her and buried the cocks directly down her throat. Lara’s stretched throat immediately doubled in diameter, as it expanded around the twin invaders. It was an incredible sight that none of the men present would soon forget. The prisoners fucked her throat without mercy, and sent another load of cum spurting into her stomach. When the third pair of prisoners stepped forward, Lara was actively pleading.
“Please, no more!” She begged.
A guard came forward and asked her if she was ready to sign the papers. She couldn’t bring herself to say no, but she also couldn’t force herself to answer yes, so the throat-fucking resumed. By the time all 13 prisoners had finished fucking her throat, Lara mouth hung loosely open and cum was oozing down her face like syrup dripping down a stack of pancakes. They brought her water to drink, and she didn’t even care that it had cum floating in it. The same guard asked her if she was ready to sign. She could feel her will being broken, but then she looked around the room at the smirking prisoners and a small spark of pride returned. They thought they had beaten her, but she wouldn’t give them the satisfaction! She could survive whatever they threw at her! She shook her head and answered, “No.”
“Enough!” Jonah shouted angrily, as he thundered over from his cell.
He grabbed Lara by the throat and slammed her backwards onto the dirty mattress. Then he unzipped his prison-issue pants and pushed his cock inside her still-tight pussy.
“Sign the fucking document! I want to go home! I want to see my family! You selfish bitch!” Jonah shouted, as he brutally squeezed her throat and hate-fucked her.
Several of the guards moved forward to intervene, but their leader waved them back.
“Jonah… please!” Lara begged, her voice a hoarse croak because of his chokehold and the previous abuse that her throat had suffered.
“Sign the fucking papers, Lara!” Jonah thundered, as he poured all of his supressed frustration and rage into each thrust of his cock.
“I… can’t.” Lara replied, as tears ran down her red face.
Jonah pounded her pussy like a bass drum. Despite everything she had endured up until that point, this felt the most like rape. This was someone she trusted, taking her body without any regard for her wishes. Jonah fucked her hard, before finally ejaculating deep inside her pussy. She felt his cum jetting against her cervix and filling her womb. It was as if he was breeding her, like a farm animal. He seemed to keep cuming and cuming, or was that just her imagination, since this was the first time he had fucked her? Jonah finally released the grip on her throat, leaving bright red finger marks on her delicate neck.
“Sign the papers!” He repeated, through gritted teeth.
When Lara didn’t reply, he dragged her by the hair over to the water barrel. Then he started drinking cup after cup of water. Lara and even the other prisoners looked confused. Then he pressed his semi-hard cock inside Lara’s mouth. A moment later, her eyes widened and she started spluttering. She tried to pull away, but his powerful hands kept her head pinned in place. At first, the onlookers didn’t understand what was happening, but then watery piss starting spilling from Lara’s lips and down her chin.
Lara wrinkled her nose and grimaced in disgust. Her hands impotently clenched and unclenched behind her, as she was forced to swallow the foul-tasting liquid. Lara wanted to die from the humiliation and loathing she felt at being forced to drink another human being’s urine. When Jonah finally finished emptying his bladder down her throat, he released his grip on Lara’s head. Lara fell to the ground, coughing and spluttering, while excess urine bubbled from her lips.
“Drink up, boys!” Jonah said, pointing towards the water barrel.
Although most of them didn’t speak English, all the prisoners understood his meaning. Several of them looked towards the guards, but when they made no move to intervene, the prisoners gathered around the water barrel and started drinking down copious amounts of water.
Jonah knew exactly what he was doing. One night on the Endeavour, when the crew were swapping stories over cups of hot coffee, Lara had told Jonah a tale of how she had once snuck out of her girl’s boarding school and into the grounds of a rival boy’s school to steal a trophy plaque from their grand hall, in revenge for an earlier theft carried out by the boys. Even before her adventures on the Endeavour, Lara was already a gifted athlete with a knack for stealth, and had accomplished her task with ease. She was on her way out of the main hall of the boy’s school, when she heard a loud group of boys about to round the corner in front of her.
In order to avoid detection, and possible expulsion if her activities were discovered, Lara ducked into the first doorway she could find – which just happened to be a boy’s toilet. The school’s janitor hadn’t yet cleaned this particular bathroom, and to say that boys aim was poor when using urinals would be an understatement. In the darkness, Lara immediately slipped on a wet patch on the smooth tiled floor, and landed face first in a puddle of urine. Lara didn’t have time to dwell on her misfortune, as she heard the voices of the boys becoming louder. She scrambled into a nearby toilet stall and closed the door.
The lights came on and Lara climbed onto the seat, so that her legs wouldn’t be visible beneath the door. She waited while several boys joked loudly and did their business in the urinals. All the while, she was dry retching from the pungent smell of urine that had soaked into her clothes and hair, and splashed against her face. When they finally left, Lara waited another couple of minutes to ensure the coast was clear. Then she snuck out of the toilet, out of the main hall and ran back to her own school. Lara placed the plaque prominently in the entranceway of the girl’s boarding school. She knew that the teachers would see it in the morning and call up the boy’s school to have it returned, which was exactly what happened when the boys had stolen a plaque from Lara’s school. But the point would be made and honour would be satisfied. A tit-for-tat.
Lara spent the rest of the night scrubbing her skin and washing her hair. Even after multiple washes, in her imagination she could still smell the urine. She even threw out the clothes she was wearing, as if to expunge all memory of that embarrassing incident. Lara told the story with self-deprecating humour, which greatly endeared her to the crew, but Jonah could tell by her expression that the incident had freaked her out. And now he would use that knowledge against her, so that he could finally leave this terrible prison and return home to his wife and child.
The freshly hydrated prisoners surrounded Lara’s helpless body. As she flopped forward on her knees, coughing and spluttering, one of the prisoners took the opportunity to thrust his cock inside her gaping asshole. Lara’s ass had expanded open so wide that his cock didn’t even touch the sides, and the first Lara knew of his insertion was when she started feeling warm liquid filling her bowels. Lara wriggled in panic and tried to raise her head, but that just provided an opportunity for the prisoner in front of her to ram his cock in between her lips and started pissing directly down her throat.
Lara’s eyes went wide with panic and revulsion, as she felt warm pissing streaming down her throat and filling her stomach, while at the other end warm piss flooded deep inside her rectum. When the man using her mouth had emptied his bladder, another came forward to take his place. Lara tried to resist by clamping her mouth shut, but the prisoner twisted her nipples hard enough to make her cry out in pain, and then interrupted his screams with his cock ramming down her throat. Lara took a third dose of warm piss down her throat, which she had no choice but to swallow. Meanwhile, behind her other prisoners were taking turns pissing into her gaping asshole, until it was overflowing with urine.
Lara’s mind started to break, as a total of 6 prisoners pissed down her throat, while another 7 pissed inside her asshole. Lara was left curled up in a foetal position in a puddle of urine, unmoving and almost catatonic. Pale yellow liquid was streaming for her well-used asshole and her belly was so full piss that her normally flat stomach had inflated to make her look several months pregnant. Jonah and the prisoners rehydrated at the water barrel, literally sculling down cup after cup of water, and then surrounded her for round two. This time they were content to simply piss on her. Multiple streams of stinking light-yellow liquid splashed against Lara’s face and body. Not a single inch of her naked skin was left untouched. Her body was completely drenched in stinking piss and her urine-soaked hair clung to her naked back in a matted clump.
“Please… no more.” Lara begged pitifully, as Jonah unleashed a stream of warm piss against her forehead.
A guard came forward and asked if she would sign the document. Lara nodded and lowered her eyes in defeat. Another two guards came forward and carried her over to a nearby table. Lara stank so strongly of urine that the guards held her at arm’s length, trying to keep her as far away from them as possible. Lara began to cry, as she signed the document placed in front of her, thereby renouncing her claim to the Title of Countess of Abingdon and bequeathing it to Sarah. Lara still held out some faint hope that she might still regain her Title. After all, surely no court would find a contract signed under duress legally binding?
But then Lara dismissed that idea almost as soon as it formed. Sarah had the money and resources to hire all the best lawyers and buy whatever court outcome she wanted. The sad truth was that if Sarah decided that she wanted to remain the Countess of Abingdon, there was very little that Lara would be able to do about it. Thus distracted by her despair, Lara didn’t notice one of the guards approaching her from behind with a syringe. By the time she started to struggle, the needle had already penetrated the skin of her neck and the plunger was fully depressed, emptying the syringe’s contents directly into her bloodstream. Lara’s limbs turned to lead and then her world went black.
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Lara's Voluntary Enslavement