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Reins of the Tomb Raider	By : HunterOpera Category: +S through Z > Tomb Raider (all) > Tomb Raider (all) Views: 38203 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Tomb Raider and make no money from this. Also, this is not a happy story. It will not have a happy ending. You have been warned.

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A low whine woke me from my slumber.

“What is that?” I asked. James nuzzled in his blanket, pinned between my wife, Steph, and myself. Bleary eyed, he frowned and shook his head, not knowing either. It was Steph's curiosity that drove us from bed, three of us wrapping ourselves in robes and going to investigate. My wife, perhaps wiser than us all, choose to stay in the warm blankets.

The source of our waking proved to be Innocent – she was huddled in a corner, trying to kick out against the stablehands. We paused to watch, had coffee brought to us as she was collared and dragged out of her corner, kicking and screaming, and then locked in place. Her wide eyes were a lovely sight in the morning, and I thought maybe I would ask William if I could keep her for him; my children would like her very much, I thought, and with her long legs she would make a good conveyance.

“Let me talk to him,” my dear friend said, smiling as he clasped me on the back. "I'm sure something can be arranged.” I grinned back and nodded, and then the three of us left to find breakfast.

While we ate, a closed loop showed highlights of yesterdays festivities, both the race and what came after. Many citizens and nobles alike made comment of Dearest, both her dressage and how it had been torn off of her, but Lara's performance was a frequent topic of conversation and many members of the glorious Parmistani people came forward to congratulate James on owning such an exceptional creature.

Ivo was dipping into his cups when we found him, but his smile was wide and eyes were shining. “I am used to my animal winning, but yours is truly exquisite,” he told James. “Do you think she'll be able to maintain such a pace?”

“Probably,” James said, and shrugged. “She'll probably take today, but not tomorrow.”

“You have not warned her, then?”

“My dear friend,” James said, clasping my cousin on the back, “why would I do such a thing?”

We had all cleaned and dressed by the time the animals had been prepared, but not before the handicaps had been added to the winning criminals – a sensor that would cause their harnesses to shock them if they failed to raise their knees high enough with each stride. It seemed such a small thing, but it caused such distress in those that were not prepared for it.

“Are you going to warn Duchess?” Ivo asked James. James grinned and said that he'd mention something and see if there was enough of a mind left in Lara to understand.

We were to learn that there wasn't – she stared dumbly at James when he went to speak with her, her eyes showing how much she was struggling to understand his words – but when the race began she started to sprint and fell, convulsing on the ground. Karma, long used to the races, was raising her knees and not looking back. The others had all passed Lara by the time the convulsions had died down, her cheeks flushed and eyes wide, her limbs trembling.

There was something heroic about the way she rolled onto her knees and struggled to her feet, careful to make certain her balance held as she stood. She took a moment to calm her breathing, closing her eyes and letting herself stop panting before she began to run once more.

Innocent was the first of the animals she passed; the simple girl was having difficulty adjusting to her new life and had no training, and she was writhing more than running when Lara passed her. Katie was much the same, the Countess enjoying letting her run hard enough to almost catch up before shocking her into the dust again. The other ponies had no such handicaps, and all were running to avoid the affections of the peasantry, all hoping to find a home in the arms of the nobility.

Punky and Tiger were next, and when they saw Lara gaining on them they tried to body check her off of the path. The first time they did this, Lara was caught off guard and went tumbling into the dirt, managing only just to take the impact on her shoulder. Some mistake of the harness punished her for not raising her knees high enough as she went down, and she curled in on herself, the ball of her body going taut as she cried out in passion.

Once again, she lay limp in the dirt, letting her breathing calm. Katie caught up to her, then went down as the Countess punished her. Innocent was passing them both when Lara had found the strength to stand on unsteady feet. She hopped a bit in place, bringing her knees up high, and then she took off sprinting again.

She passed Innocent quickly, managed to catch up to Tiger and Punky as they were rounding a corner. The other two animals went to body check her again, but Lara dodged around them while keeping her knees raised, a moment of grace that raised a cheer from all of us watching. It was the other two that ended up in the dirt, and Lara managed to run past them and caught up to Speedy not long after that.

The two of them managed to keep pace with one another for a time, but it quickly became apparent that Speedy lacked the endurance that Lara possessed; she began to lag behind, while Lara's steady pace brought her to and past Gutters. The purple-harnessed criminal with the green eyes and short black hair sprinted to catch up, driving her shoulder towards Lara, but the former Tomb Raider was prepared for this sort of attack after what had happened with Tiger and Punky.

Gutters was, however, much better co-ordinated and much more aggressive than either Tiger or Punky had been. She came in low and Lara just barely spun out of her way, kept moving away from the other woman. A cheer rose from the crowd as Gutters lunged in again, and again, then a third time – but that third attempt caught Lara, lifted her off her feet and sending her tumbling.

The crowd roared when Lara somehow managed to slip off of Gutters' shoulder, landed on her feet, and kicked the other woman's knee out from under her. Gutters tumbled into the dust and Lara scurried forward, not stopping to look back. She was halfway to Maraholme when she bumped into Scarlet.

Scarlet had surprised the crowd; after her poor performance yesterday, the bets surrounding the fiery asian woman had died off, but she was managing to hold her own on this, the second day. She, Dearest, and Karma were all jockeying for first – Scarlet for speed, Karma for endurance, and Dearest out of a pure drive to win. Lara struggled forward, and James himself cried out when she overtook them all, putting herself back in the rankings.

By the time the four women made it to Maraholme, Lara was just barely keeping her lead over Dearest, with Scarlet coming in third and Karma coming in fourth. It was a good showing by all four animals, and they were greeted with cheers and eager noble affection, all of them panting and flushed and too tired to give more than a pitiful resistance.

James led Lara to the stables, he and I washing her down, and he patted her on the cheek and smiled.

“Good girl,” he said, pulling her mouth to his lips. “Good Duchess.”

She simpered at his touch, at his words and praise, and I laughed – was this truly the Tomb Raider, the legendary hero that had triumphed over both the Solarii and Trinity? I shook my head.

“I will leave you two,” I said, clasping my friend on the back. “I am curious about that Dearest woman, and wish to sample her.”

“I might join,” my dear friend told me. “Rest up, Duchess. Just one more part of the race, through the Village of the Damned, and you'll have this.” She nodded, her eyes and expression slack, though when he offered her a piece of chocolate she ate it from his palm, licking the remnants afterward.

Dearest ended up being an entertaining ride, her eyes wild and hips twisting as she tried to resist our claiming of her, her tittering owner hovering around and watching her carefully. Still, there was something rewarding about spilling my seed on Dearest's back, some flicker of her eyes that spoke of her defeat, and I patted her head and pinched her nipple as I moved on and let her to another. So many wished to sample her silky skin and muscled limbs, and I left her to the crowd that had gathered around.

Surpringly, it was the rawness of Innocent that truly emptied me and left me dry.

“I must speak with that Millstone man,” I gasped, the ass of Innocent suckling the cum from my cock. I pulled out, allowing another man to enter her while James still thrust his manhood into the mumbling girl's mouth.

“Tomorrow night, my friend,” James promised. “After the Village of the Damned.”

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