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Lara's Voluntary Enslavement	By : CrossroadsMk2 Category: +S through Z > Tomb Raider (all) > Tomb Raider (all) Views: 50013 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction. I do not own the Tomb Raider game series, Lara Croft or any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from writing this story.

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Twenty-Nine 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. More recently, Lara has been modelling in photoshoots for her website, which unknown to her is the adult site Onlyfans. Her Onlyfans account now has more than a million subscribers and is being run by her best friend, Sam, who believes that Lara is a closeted slut who secretly wants to be exposed. Between Lady Sarah’s constant psychological manipulation, and Sam pressuring Lara to post ever more revealing content to Onlyfans, it is only a matter of time before Lara’s fall from high society is complete.
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Fuck my life, Lara thought! She was down on all fours, using a toothbrush to clean the grout on the tiles behind one of the 20 toilets in Green Manor (formerly Croft Manor). Her knees ached, her back ached and her fingers were starting to cramp. What was worse, she knew that no matter how good a job she did, Trinh or one of the other bitchy maids would still find a way to criticise her. If her work was meticulous, they told her off for being lazy and taking too long. If she sped up, they told her off for being sloppy and then made her redo it. There was no way to win.
Lara started to develop anxiety from being constantly criticised and belittled. Each time she had to report to Trinh, either to receive a new work assignment or to inform Trinh that she had finished the last one, filled Lara with dread. What made it worse was that all of the Asian maids looked and were dressed identically, and despite having worked with them every day for almost a month, Lara still couldn’t tell them apart. When she inevitably guessed incorrectly, the other maids would laugh at her and call her a stupid racist, which further eroded Lara’s self-confidence.
Life at Green Manor was becoming a living hell! Lara hated her boring and laborious daily work assignments; she hated her overly conservate maid’s uniform – a buttoned-up high-collared black dress with long sleeves and a hem that went down well past her knees; she hated her bitchy co-workers; and she hated how horny she felt all the time! Lara checked her watch again, which she had started to do almost compulsively. The oversized digital watch was a gift from Lady Sarah, to make sure she wasn’t late for her appointments. It consisted of a black rubber strap and case, and a round 50mm display, which seemed absurdly oversized, given that all it did was tell the time and nothing else.
Lara tilted her wrist towards her face, which automatically activated the digital watch’s bright white display. Lara thought the watch would have looked better with a reverse display – a black screen with white numbers – but instead the screen lit up white, with black numbers telling her the time. Once again, she noticed a weird flickering on the screen of the watch. Lara complained about it, but Lady Sarah had dismissed her concerns as not being worthy of her attention, and to only bother her if the watch stopped working. Lara tilted her wrist and the watch display flickered on: 10.03am.
Lara had only been working for just over 2 hours, but it already seemed like an eternity! She glumly realised that she still 2 hours away from her lunch break, and a depressing 6 hours away from her afternoon sex session in the basement playroom. Lara stared at the watch for several seconds longer, as if willing the time to change, before she reluctantly returned to her duties. Unknown to Lara, her watch displayed subliminal photographs of her being fucked with strap-on horse dildos inside the playroom. Sam had taken the photos during her and Sarah’s last solo sex session with Lara, before Lady Sarah had started inviting Charity members down to the playroom.
The images appeared and disappeared too fast for Lara’s conscious mind to even be aware of them. Her only clue that anything was awry was the occasional flickering of the watch’s illuminated display. However, her unconscious mind saw them, and the images wormed their way into Lara’s brain. Every time she checked her watch, which she did compulsively every few minutes, Lara would think about sex in the playroom and yearn to return there. Lara shook herself back to the present, and checked her watch again, before reluctantly returning to her duties.
Lara heard the bathroom door opening behind her. She shuddered inwardly and pretended not to hear it, and instead focused on scrubbing the tile grout with her toothbrush. She had no desire to have her work torn to shreds again by the bitchy maids, who lorded their power over her like miniature Asian dictators.
“Hey there, bestie!” Sam said behind her.
Despite her foul mood, Lara couldn’t help but smile with relief, when she heard Sam’s cheerful voice. Lara turned around and stretched-out her aching back muscles.
“So… I was thinking…” Sam started to say.
“No.” Lara interrupted her.
“Just hear me out.” Sam insisted.
Every day for the past 2 weeks, Sam had tried to convince Lara to do some nude modelling for her website. Each time Lara had said no. Full nudity was a bridge to far for Lara, who was still worried about what it might do to her precious reputation. After all, once her year of slavery to Lady Sarah was over, she would have to go back to being a noble Countess. How could she show her face at expensive parties if she lowered herself to the level of naked model?
“Your fans loved your implied nudity photoshoot. Just look at all these positive comments!” Sam said, holding out a tablet computer.
Lara desperately wanted to read them, since Sam had withheld her social media comments until Lara agreed to do another photoshoot. Since then, she’d been stuck in virtual isolation, with her only window to the outside world and her adoring fans cutoff. Lara was surprised that Lady Sarah hadn’t intervened, and ordered Lara to participate, but she said that this was a matter for Lara and Sam to work out amongst themselves. Lara felt inexplicably grateful to Lady Sarah for giving her the agency to decide something for herself, especially after 6 months of having every other aspect of her life micromanaged by someone else.
“The answer’s still no, Sam.” Lara repeated.
“I promise it’ll be very artistic and tasteful!” Sam assured her.
“It’s still no.” Lara repeated.
What kind of woman did Sam think she was? Swimsuits and implied nudity were one thing, but Lara was a high-born aristocrat, and people of her social status didn’t do such things as pose naked. But you already have posed naked, a treacherous voice in her mind said. Lara had posed naked for the renowned artist, Richmond Duval, during the last Charity dinner, in front of more than a hundred guests. Lara started to doubt herself again.
“Come-on Lara! It’ll be fun!” Sam repeated.
Sam flashed her the mischievous smile that had gotten Lara into trouble so many times over the years.
“Fun for you, perhaps, but you’re not the one whose reputation will be ruined!” Lara replied forcefully.
“Come-on Lara! No-one’s going to care! Everyone’s doing it these days! You need to stop being such a prude!” Sam answered.
“I’m not a prude!” Lara retorted defensively.
“If you do it, I’ll throw in a bonus.” Sam teased her. “Something I know you’ll like…”
Despite her vehement refusal, Lara’s interest was piqued. What could Sam possibly offer her?
“I talked to Lady Sarah, and if you agree to do the shoot, you can have the rest of today off, as well as all of tomorrow.” Sam said.
“Wow, two full days? It certainly is tempting.” Lara said sarcastically.
Despite her tone, she actually was tempted. Lara was desperate for any respite from her depressing maid duties. The question was, was she desperate enough to do what Sam was asking? Lara glanced down at her watch again: 10.04am. Damn!
“And I convinced Lady Sarah to throw in a bonus.” Sam continued. “After the photoshoot tomorrow, you’ll get a whole afternoon of pampering: full body massage, facial, pedicure and manicure. The works!” Sam said.
Lara bit her lower lip longingly, as she imagined how glorious it would feel to be pampered again. Lara’s heart skipped a beat. It had been so long since she’d visited a luxury spa and been treated like the high society Lady that she really was, and not some lowly servant. Just the thought of it made her want to cry with joy! But full nudity, she thought? Could she really go through with it? What would her friends in high society think? What would it mean for her public image?
“I want a whole week off!” Lara blurted out, before she could stop herself.
“Two days.” Sam countered.
“A week!” Lara insisted.
“Come-on Lara. Lady Sarah will never agree to a full week! Two days.” Sam said.
“A full week!” Lara repeated her demand.
“Alright, but you’ll have to hold a dildo during the photoshoot.” Sam said.
“What?” Lara said incredulously. “What happened to artistic and tasteful?”
“Artistic and tasteful gets you two days. If you want a full week off, I’ll need something a little bit spicier.” Sam said.
“I don’t know, Sam…” Lara said.
Lara wanted a week off so badly! She was practically salivating at the prospect, but holding a dildo? It was just too much for her to agree to!
“So, two days then?” Sam asked.
Lara nodded her agreement, and Sam smiled broadly.
“I’ll go and make the arrangements. Enjoy the rest of your day off!” Sam said with a wink, before she left the bathroom.
Despite her misgivings, Lara breathed a sigh of relief and packed away her cleaning products. The other maids shot her dirty looks but said nothing – they’d clearly been told by Lady Sarah that Lara had been given the day off. Lara avoided them and spent the rest of the morning in the library, indulging in her guilty pleasure of lounging around and reading. Lady Sarah came to see her around 1.00pm. Lady Sarah was wearing a colourful Dolce and Gabbana pleated midi dress, and looked every bit the wealthy heiress. By contrast, Lara was wearing her plain-Jane black maid’s uniform. Lara tried to hide her envy.
“Come with me.” Lady Sarah ordered her, and then turned around without waiting to see if Lara was following.
Lara hurried after her, and followed Lady Sarah into the bathroom nearest to the library. Sarah locked the door behind them and spoke.
“After some thought, I’ve decided that I want you to start wearing your butt plug during your morning workouts as well.” Sarah said.
Lara’s heart sank. Aside from her photoshoots with Sam, the morning period before she woke-up Lady Sarah was the only time her asshole was not occupied by a butt plug. She didn’t count her sex sessions in the basement playroom or with Lady Sarah, since both saw her asshole getting stretched-out even more than it did from the oversized butt plugs.
“But Lady Sarah, I won’t be able to exercise with this thing inside me!” Lara protested, pointed towards her ass, where a 3-inch-wide black butt plug was nestled intimately between her round ass cheeks.
“I realise that, so as a compromise, I’ve done some research and found a butt plug that’s more suitable for physical activity. Many of the online reviews from users said that they often forget they’re even wearing it!” Lady Sarah explained happily.
This was a total lie. The butt plug was a bespoke piece, built specially to meet Sarah’s requirements, but it suited her purpose for Lara believe that she was ordering this stuff from online sex shops. Lara’s heart sank, as she realised that Lady Sarah had already made her decision, and this change was happening regardless of her objections. Lady Sarah held up her new butt plug. Unlike her current butt plug, which was constructed from black silicon, the new plug was constructed from polished metal. Her first thought was relief, since it was much smaller than her current butt plug. The new butt plug was about 4.5-inches-long, with a 2-inch-wide teardrop-shaped head, a tapered 0.75-inch-wide neck, and a 1.5-inch-wide circular base.
Lady Sarah handed her the butt plug and waited. Lara blushed involuntarily, as she realised that Lady Sarah wanted her to insert the new plug right now. Lara felt herself turning bright red, as she hitched up her maid’s dress above her hips and pulled down her black G-string panties. Lara grimaced slightly, as she pulled the 3-inch-wide black silicone butt plug from her ass with a pop. Her asshole remained gaping open about half-an-inch-wide afterwards, and Lara didn’t make any effort to squeeze it shut, since it would be easier to insert the new butt plug if she remained relaxed.
Lara picked up the metal butt plug, which was cold to the touch, and breathed on it to warm it up, before placing it inside her mouth and drooling over it for lubrication. Lara hated how slutty she felt, putting on this indecent display in front of Lady Sarah. She also hated how familiar she was with the proper use of these sex toys – it made her feel like a sleazy pornstar. Lady Sarah watched her face intently, as if wanting to see every micro expression on Lara’s beautiful face, as she pushed the new butt plug inside her. Lara grunted, as her asshole expanded open around the 2-inch-wide butt plug, before swallowing the thickest part and shrinking closed around the tapered neck. Lara jiggled her butt experimentally from side-to-side. The plug felt noticeably more comfortable inside her ass, and the round base didn’t chafe between her buttocks as she walked.
“Better?” Lady Sarah asked, with a contagious smile.
Lara smiled and nodded, and then looked away guiltily. She blushed as she realised how indecent she must look – smiling with gratitude for receiving a new butt plug. Lara was left alone for the remainder of the afternoon, and she continued reading her books, while trying to take her mind of how increasingly horny she felt. When 4.00pm arrived, she rushed to the elevator and descended to the playroom. Lara hurriedly washed and changed, and waited for the steel door of the playroom to open. When she was secured in the powerful grip of the robotic arms, Sam entered with a new group of six Charity members.
This group was all male, and they laughed and joked like bawdy schoolboys, as they fucked Lara two-at-a-time, either spit-roasting her face and ass, while she was bent over, or double-penetrating her pussy and ass, while she was held upright, with her legs spread apart. Lara was so horny that she took everything they gave her with a willing smile, while pleading with them to fuck her harder. Lara loved being used, and it made Sam smile with amusement at how different her proud and uptight best friend behaved behind closed doors.
The following morning, Lara woke-up to her vibrating egg alarm, and then got dressed to exercise. As per Lady Sarah’s instructions, she left her new butt plug in when she went to change into her workout clothes. Upon entering the walk-in-closet, Lara immediately noticed that her exercise clothes had been updated. The colourful crop-tops were unchanged, but her leggings were now shorter, ending just below her knees. Lara put on a pair of lime-green leggings and a matching crop-top and went downstairs to exercise.
In the gym, she couldn’t help checking herself out in the mirror – particularly turning around and looking over her shoulder to checkout her ass. Unknown to her, there were multiple AI-controlled ultra-high-definition cameras mounted behind the one-way mirrored-glass that ran the entire length of the gym, and more than 200,000 fans were also checking out her ass through her Onlyfans livestream. The comments section went crazy, when her fans saw the faint but distinctive round outline of a butt plug peeking-out through the thin material of the skintight lime-green of Lara’s yoga pants, which encased her gorgeous ass like a second skin.
Lara smiled at her reflection, loving how sexy she looked, and unknowing smiled at the 200,000+ fans watching her livestream, and the more than a million fans who would watch her workout video later. It looked to them as if she was inviting them to look at her new butt plug. Lara finished her workout and went upstairs to awaken Lady Sarah with oral sex, followed by her receiving a thorough strap-on-tentacle fucking, which they both enjoyed.
After a sensual shower, Lara left her new butt plug in the bathroom and went downstairs wearing her bathrobe. It seemed pointless to dress in her maid’s uniform, if she would just be taking it off for the photoshoot anyway. Besides, she enjoyed any opportunity to not wear the hated garment. Despite her anxiety at modelling for a nude photoshoot, Lara was in a good mood. She was looking forward to spending the rest of the day being pampered with hours of expensive spa treatments. Sam was waiting for her inside the photo studio. Lara noticed immediately that Sam’s camera was different. It was much bigger, with two large lenses, and it was mounted on a metallic tentacle-like robotic arm that descended from the ceiling. Lara blushed when she noticed the similarities between that arm and the ones in the basement playroom.
“Hey, Lara!” Sam said, smiling warmly and wrapping Lara in a big hug. “Ready to get started?”
“I guess so…” Lara mumbled.
Now that the moment had arrived, Lara’s heart was beating uncontrollably in her chest, and she felt extremely anxious. Before she could have second thoughts, Sam boldly undid the drawstring tying Lara’s bathrobe closed and pulled it off her shoulders. Sam started ordering her through a series of poses: first standing, then sitting, and then on her hands and knees and reclining backwards. Lara noticed that she didn’t hear the characteristic “CLICK, CLICK, CLICK” sound of the camera, and she asked Sam if she was actually taking any photos? Sam smiled and patted her new camera proudly.
“It’s a dual video and stills camera. The stills camera takes a burst of photos every 5 seconds, while the video camera streams directly to your website!” Sam explained.
“You’re streaming this?” Lara asked, as her face paled.
Sam nodded eagerly, apparently not noticing Lara’s discomfort.
“There’s almost 300,000 fans watching your livestream!” Sam announced, as she manoeuvred the camera around Lara’s naked posing body.
Lara’s conscious mind was screaming at her that this was wrong! That she needed to stop! But Sam kept calling out poses, and Lara kept obeying. The daily hours-long playroom sessions had programmed her to hear Sam’s voice and unconsciously obey it. Besides, for some inexplicable reason, the thought of 300,000 anonymous people ogling her naked body made Lara feel incredibly aroused. Sam kept her word and none of the poses she told Lara to adopt were too provocative – mostly the same sort of poses Lara had done previously during her bikini photoshoots, except of course that now she was completely naked.
When they were finished, Lara immediately had a minor panic attack at what she had done, but Sam showed her a heavily edited comments section from her livestream. The edited page she showed to Lara had replaced the domain name “Onlyfans” with “Tomb Raider”, so that Lara wouldn’t suspect where her videos and photos were actually going. There were thousands of comments, each with thousands of Likes, from fans calling her a beautiful goddess and saying how perfect, sexy and angelic she looked. Any comments that mentioned negative phrases like slut, whore or porn were vetted out by the AI. Sam also showed Lara the first page for the Google News search results, which again made no mention of her nude photoshoot.
Lara was surprised that none of the major news or gossip sites had picked up the story, but Sam explained that they wouldn’t dare publish anything about her, or Lady Sarah would sue them for breaching the copywrite on her website. That seemed a little odd to Lara, but she wasn’t a lawyer so she couldn’t argue. In reality, Sarah had used her vast wealth and influence to supress the story in the mainstream media; but if Lara had been allowed to scroll down the search results a few pages, to the downranked independent media, she would have seen dozens of articles talking about her sudden career change into adult entertainment. Combined with the recently added unredacted video of Lara’s Japanese Gameshow appearance, in which she had taken part in numerous sexual challenges in various stages of undress, Lara’s nude photoshoot had seen her Onlyfans subscriptions grow to over 1.5 million subscribers.
Lara was now the most popular adult performer on Onlyfans, and was pulling in 7.5 million dollars a month! Twenty percent of that was Onlyfans’ cut, ten percent went to Sam and ten percent was donated to charity for public relations and as a tax-write-off. The remaining sixty percent, minus income tax, was put into as escrow account for Lara. Now that Sam was making three-quarters-of-a-million dollars a month from producing Lara’s Onlyfans, she had a financial incentive to keep Lara’s subscriber numbers growing. Sarah was doing her part to promote Lara’s Onlyfans via targeted ads on Lara’s social media accounts and various porn websites; and Sam was contributing by pushing Lara into doing more and more explicit content.
Sam would have felt guilty about clandestinely transforming her best friend into an internet pornstar; if she hadn’t seen Lara participate in a day-long African gangbang involving almost 300 native tribesmen, and if she hadn’t personally witnessed Lara literally begging to be used and fucked in the playroom every day for the last 4 weeks. No, Sam now knew without any doubt that deep-down Lara wanted to be sexually used and exposed; but like a closeted homosexual, she was too afraid to come out and admit it. So, it was up to Sam to show Lara that she didn’t have to hide who she was anymore, and that the world wouldn’t end when she finally came-out.
For her part, the obsequiously positive feedback from her livestream’s comments section stroked Lara’s ego and assuaged her fear of being publicly embarrassed and ridiculed. Her loyal fans adored everything she did, and it felt like she couldn’t put a foot wrong. Feeling much happier about her decision to pose nude, Lara left the photo studio and went back upstairs to the bedroom. Lady Sarah was waiting for her, wearing another expensive outfit, which immediately made Lara feel green with envy. She tried her best to hide her jealousy at Lady Sarah’s luxurious lifestyle, which Lara herself had once enjoyed, and at how good Lady Sarah always looked in her expensive clothes.
“Sam tells me your photoshoot went well, and the feedback from your fans is incredibly positive. I’m very pleased.” Lady Sarah said.
Lara felt her chest swell with pride at Lady Sarah’s compliment.
“I’d say you’ve earned your reward.” Lady Sarah continued, with a generous smile. “I’ve arranged for the finest Spa in London to send some of their beauty and massage technicians here to attend to you. They’re waiting for you downstairs in the main bathroom.”
Lara looked over at her wardrobe. She didn’t want to get dressed in the humiliating maid’s uniform, since she wanted to spend the afternoon forgetting about her currently reduced social status and instead enjoy being pampered.
“You can wear one of your exercise outfits. It should be thin enough for you to get a full body massage.” Lady Sarah told her, as if reading her mind.
Lara picked up a pair of hot-pink knee length yoga pants and a matching low-cut pink crop-top, but when she started to pull them on, Lady Sarah stopped her.
“Aren’t we forgetting something?” Lady Sarah asked.
Her smile turned wicked and there was a twinkle in her eyes, as she held up Lara’s stainless steel butt plug. Lara’s face paled, as she remembered her reflection in the gym mirrors, and knew that the outline of the butt plug would be visible to anyone who saw her from behind.
“Lady Sarah, please…” Lara began, hoping to reason with her Mistress, but Lady Sarah was having none of it.
“These are professionals, Lara. They’ve all signed non-disclosure agreements as part of their employment, and they’re used to the eccentricities of their rich and important clients.” Lady Sarah said.
Lara knew it was useless to argue when Lady Sarah made-up her mind about something, so she reluctantly took the butt plug from Lady Sarah and placed it inside her mouth. Lady Sarah watched her intently. She seemed to love watching Lara put her butt plug in, which made Lara even more self-conscious and embarrassed. Lara looked away and inserted the 2-inch-wide butt plug inside her tight asshole. Even though it was made from stainless steel, the new 2-inch-wide butt plug was much more comfortable that her old 3-inch-wide black silicon one. Then Lara put on her skin-tight yoga pants and her crop-top. When she turned around and looked at her reflection in the bedroom mirror, it was exactly as she feared. The 1.5-inch-wide circular base of the butt plug was printing out through the stretchy material of her pink leggings.
Still blushing, Lara went downstairs to the main bathroom. Lara hadn’t been in this room since her return from overseas, so she hadn’t seen the extensive renovations that Lady Sarah had ordered for it. Lady Sarah had knocked out the walls from two adjoining rooms, almost tripling the bathroom’s size. The room was now larger than most regular people’s kitchen and dining areas. The floors were made from gleaming white marble, the walls and ceilings were painted white with ornate cornicing, and the external windows had been enlarged, filling the space with light, and providing a breathtaking view of the English countryside behind the Manor house.
The fittings inside the bathroom had also been upgraded. Instead of a shower, there were two large freestanding baths placed side by side in front of a large full-length window, with expensive wood and marble cabinets running along one wall, and a chair and dressing table in the middle. On the other wall was a salon-style hair washing station, a toilet hidden behind a frosted glass privacy screen, and a white leather fold-out massage table. As Lara entered, she saw that two female beauty technicians were waiting for her. Both were young and pretty, aged in their early twenties, and they were wearing white lab coats, which a lot of Spas used to give their expensive pseudoscientific treatments an added sense of medical credibility.
They introduced themselves as Amanda and Katie. Amanda was Lara’s beauty technician, who would handle Lara’s hair and nails, while Katie was Lara’s masseuse. Lara lay back in the chair that was attached to the hair washing station, while Amanda gently washed her hair in the purpose-built white basin behind her. While that was happened, Katie got busy massaging Lara’s sore feet. Lara closed her eyes and smiled, as she felt the tension and anxiety drain out of her body. After Amanda finished washing and conditioning Lara’s hair, she wrapped it in a luxurious white towel. Next, Amanda gave Lara a rejuvenating facial. It was the first facial that she’d received in 6 months that didn’t involve some lecherous guy cuming on her face!
While Katie took a break, Amanda gave Lara a full manicure and pedicure, before removing the facial mask and massaging moisturiser into Lara’s skin. By then, Lara’s hair was dry, so Amanda guided Lara over to the dressing table, where she brushed-out Lara’s silky brown hair and gave it a quick trim to remove any split ends. Then it was Katie’s turn again. Lara was instructed to lie face-down on the massage table, which had been moved to the centre of the room. As Lara climbed onto the table, she could feel the flat round base of her butt plug poking out from beneath the pink spandex material covering her ass.
Lara saw Katie and Amanda exchange a look between themselves, but they said nothing, and soon Katie was rubbing her hands up and down Lara’s prone body. Lara felt herself become excited by the thought that these lowly Spa employees knew her dirty little secret, but were too afraid to say anything. In England, the lower social classes had been covering for their rich Lords and Ladies for centuries, and Lara forgot how much she enjoyed the thrill of shamelessly flaunting herself in front of those situated beneath her. It reminded her of all the times she paraded around Zip and Allister in her very revealing swimsuits, and teased them by “innocently” speaking in smutty double-entendres.
Lara exhaled and relaxed, as Katie spent the next 90 minutes expertly massaged her entire body. Lara thanked them when they were finished, and felt a thrill of excitement from the uncomfortable expressions on the women’s faces, and the way they avoided making eye contact. Lara felt incredibly relaxed afterwards, although the feeling of Katie’s hands sliding up and down her body left her feeling unexpectedly aroused. This wasn’t a problem, since it was almost time for her afternoon playroom session.
At exactly 4.00pm, she rode the elevator down to her basement changing room, where she used the toilet, stripped, showered and lubricated her lower holes. At 4.30pm, the heavy steel playroom door slid open, and by 4.31pm, Lara was suspended from 6 tentacle-like metallic arms, which clamped around her wrists, ankles and waist, and gripped her head inside a half-face helmet that left her completely blind and deaf to the outside world. A couple of minutes later, Sam entered with the latest group of 6 guests – all women this time. This was the 25th group to use Lara in the playroom, adding up to some 150 people, not counting Lady Sarah and Sam.
Sam knew from her conversations with Lady Sarah that there were 150 Charity members, mostly men since married couples only needed one membership between them, but Lady Sarah allowed the unmarried people to bring plus-ones, provided they signed stringent and punitive non-disclosure agreements. Most brought their long-term partners or girlfriends, although a few chose to invite best friends or siblings. That meant that there were potentially 300 people lining up to have sex with Lara, which officially made this the halfway mark of Lara’s slutty journey of self-discovery. And Sam had something special planned to mark the occasion!
The sessions started as usual: Sam explained the functioning of the Futa Belts to the women, and then started them out with the 10-inch-dildos with the air holes, so that they could experience deepthroating Lara. Sam had Lara bent over with her legs spread apart, like there was an invisible spreader-bar between her ankles. While one woman shoved a black 10-inch-long, 1.5-inch-wide dildo down Lara’s throat, another woman shoved an identical black strap-on dildo up her ass, and the rest watched and waited for their turn. Sam decided to spice things up by having each pair of women continually swap ends.
The women giggled like schoolgirls, as they watched the former Countess of Abingdon being forced to repeatedly perform ass-to-mouth. They laughed even harder when Sam activated her microphone and told Lara to tell the women how much she loved tasting her own asshole. Lara blushed with shame but complied. She believed that the voice in her helmet was just an AI simulation of Sam’s voice, but Lara liked to pretend that it was really her best friend Sam, ordering her around and watching her perform humiliating acts of sexual submission. That secret fantasy filled Lara with arousal just thinking about it, and it made her orgasms even more intense.
“I’m a dirty little slut, and I love the taste of my own asshole!” Lara said, when her mouth was empty, in between thrusts into her throat.
Her words were soon cut-off by a ‘Gluk, Gluk, Gluk’ sound, as her throat was stretched open around another 10-inch-long dildo. Lara’s self-degradation was rewarded by the feeling of intense vibrations against her clit, as Sam pressed the buzzing head of a long stick-vibrator between Lara’s legs. Lara orgasmed uncontrollably moments later, moaning around the dildo in her throat, as drool ran down her lips and chin. The women fucking her ass and mouth were also approaching orgasm, although the frequent swapping between holes gave them enough breaks to last about twice as long as they otherwise would have.
The Futa Belts inside the women expanded in direct proportion to the depth of their penetration into Lara’s holes, and the belts were programmed to vibrate in proportion to the tightness they encountered within. As soon as one woman orgasmed, another took her place. When all 6 women had their turn, Sam used her controller to manoeuvre Lara onto her hands and knees. While half of the women removed their Futa Belts, so that they could experience oral sex from the captive English Countess, Sam swapped out the dildos on the remaining women’s Futa Belts with the larger horse cock variants. These dildos were 18-inches-long, with 2.75-inch-wide tips that gradually widened to 3-inches-wide for the last quarter of the dildos, near the base.
While Lara submissively licked the pussy of the woman in front of her, the woman behind her thrusted in and out of Lara’s rapidly loosening asshole. Lara grunted with each thrust, and the gathered women marvelled at the way her gaping asshole was able to accommodate the entire length of the 18-inch-horse dildos. A few placed their hands on her athletic stomach, like they were feeling a pregnant woman’s belly, and felt it bulge outwards beneath their fingers at the apex of each thrust. When they’d all had one go each, the women swapped places: the women fucking Lara’s ass slid beneath her face one-at-a-time, and allowed Lara to eat them out, while the other women took turns fucking Lara’s now wide-open asshole with their Futa Belt horse dildos.
For the final act, Sam instructed the robotic arms to suspend Lara in midair, with her arms and feet pulled up around her head. This left her holes completely open and exposed, which was exactly what Sam wanted. Sam went around the group and swapped the horse dildos for a new model that had recently been added to the playroom. These dildos sported the same 10-inch length as the black dildos with air holes, used for deepthroating Lara, but that was where the similarities ended. These new dildos were modelled on an exaggerated wolf penis.
The first 7 inches of the dildos were about 1.5-inches-wide and resembled an overstuffed hotdog wiener; but then they thickened considerably about 3 inches from the base, ballooning outwards into a bulbous knot that was twice the diameter of the shaft. The fact that these dildos were deep red in colour, rather than black like the previous models, also added to their canine appearance. Some of the women giggled at the bestial appearance of the new dildos, but several raised objections. They wanted to continue using the much larger and more impressive horse dildos; however, Sam reassured them that she had a plan in mind, and they reluctantly made the swap.
While this was happening, Lara hung helplessly from the robotic arms. Thanks to her sensory deprivation helmet, she was completely deaf and blind to the conversation happening around her, but despite her trepidation, she had a contented smile on her face. Her body felt completely relaxed from her earlier massage and spa treatments, and her repeated orgasms in the playroom had temporarily satiated her need for constant sexual gratification. Suddenly, Lara felt something sliding inside her gaping asshole. Lara’s ass was already gaping open over an inch wide from being sodomized by 6 horse cocks, so the red wolf dildo barely even touched the sides upon entry, and the first 7-inches slid inside her easily. Then Lara grunted, as she felt the bulbous 3-inch-diameter knot pressing against her sphincter.
The knot was squishier than the shaft of the dildo, and compressed inwards about half-an-inch, as it squeezed inside Lara’s sphincter, before puffing out again once it was fully inside her rectum. It reminded Lara of the inflatable butt plug that Lady Sarah had used on her several months earlier. The woman fucking Lara’s asshole was mesmerised by the way her elastic sphincter expanded and contracted around the oversized canine knot. She fucked Lara with short strokes, and focused only on loosening Lara’s asshole with the thickest part of the wolf dildo. Lara moaned, and she felt herself growing wet with excitement. Sam waved forward a second women, who approached Lara from the front. The woman had heard stories from her friends about what to expect in the playroom, so she assumed she would be double penetrating Lara by thrusting into her pussy. Her eyes widened with surprise and disbelief, when Sam whispered an alternative suggestion into her ear, but then a cruel smile crept across her pretty face.
The other women’s mouths gaped open in shock, as the woman pressed the pointed tip of her red strap-on against Lara’s already occupied anal sphincter. Lara gasped in disbelief, and her mouth formed a perfect O-shape, as a second intruder slid was crammed inside her asshole, alongside the first. Lara felt her elastic sphincter being stretched open in an oval-shape, around the two canine dildos. The large knots meant that the double-anal-penetration needed to be staggered. The twin shafts slid inside her sphincter, with the first dildo about 2-inches ahead of the second.
When the first knot collided with her asshole, Lara had a much harder time accommodating it, thanks to the second shaft that was now also stretching open her hole. Most ordinary women wouldn’t have been able to accommodate the two dildoes without suffering a painful injury and tearing, but once again Lara's pornstar body rose to the occasion. Lara grunted and shifted her hips with discomfort, as her loose asshole was pushed inwards around the bulbous knot of the first wolf dildo. The combined width of the knot and the shaft of the second was about 4-inches wide, thanks to the squishiness of the knot.
To the audience of women, the spectacle looked like an obscene parody of childbirth. The knot seemed too big to possibly fit inside Lara’s body, but then it overcame the last bit of pressure and plopped inside her. Lara’s relief was short-lived, as she immediately felt the bulbous shape of the second knot pressing against her tired sphincter.
“Too much! Too much!” Lara pleaded to deaf ears, as her stretched asshole expanded open a second time.
The second knot strained against her stretched sphincter, and pressed against the bottom part of the knot already inside her. Lara’s tortured asshole was forced to stretch open even wider, to accommodate the second knot. The girth of the base of the first wolf dildo and the squishy knot of the second dildo combined to over 4.5-inches-wide – the size of a large man’s clenched fist! Lara’s mouth gaped wide open, as if parodying the expansion of her gaping asshole. The second knot squeezed against Lara’s stretched asshole, and then slipped inside her with a sudden plop. Once past her sphincter, the two knots puffed out again, to something approaching their original size.
Lara’s lower abdomen bulged outwards around the combined 6-inch-thickness of the two bestial dildos, making her look several months pregnant. While the women ran their hands over her lower belly, and giggled at how obscene it looked, Sam knelt down and stared up in amazement at Lara’s ass. Lara’s asshole was instinctively puckering open and closed like the mouth of a goldfish, around the twin bases of the canine dildos impaling it. Lara yelled wordlessly in discomfort, as both women suddenly pulled out of her. To Lara, it felt like someone was pulling an oversized string of anal-beads out of her ass!
Lara’s sphincter distended outwards around the first knot, turning white and stretching out half-an-inch from her body before finally releasing its grip. The second knot followed closely behind, leaving Lara gaping asshole spasming and puckering around the twin-shafts still inside her. The women didn’t pull all the way out, but instead thrust back inside her ass once more. Lara grunted again, as the two enormous knots forced their way back inside her gaping asshole, one after the other. The tightness of Lara’s overstuffed ass, as transmitted to the women through their Futa Belts, felt incredible.
The women fucking Lara’s asshole knew immediately that they wouldn’t last very long. They looked at each other and came to an unspoken agreement. In unison, they started thrusting upwards, in and out of Lara’s loosening asshole. Sam used her controlled to lower the robotic arms another inch, to give the women the optimal height for their thrusts. Lara’s shouted in pain and begged her assailants to stop, as her once-tight asshole was stretched open unnaturally wide. It felt like she was being torn in half! Then Lara moaned, as she felt a buzzing vibrator pressing against her pussy again.
“Shhhhh! You’re doing great, Lara. Just relax your muscles! I know you can do this!” Sam’s reassuring voice told her through her helmet’s speakers.
Sam pressed the head of her stick vibrator against Lara’s clit and held it there. Lara’s cheeks blushed with shame at being spoken to by Sam in such obscene circumstances, but her pain receded and was quickly replaced by the wetness of arousal. Lara’s remarkably well-conditioned body started adapting to her bestial double-anal assault. Her anal muscles relaxed and her sphincter loosened-up to allow both dildos unrestricted access to her most private hole. The twin wolf dildos were sliding in and out of Lara’s gaping asshole more smoothly now. Not easily, since nothing that large could ever pass through easily, but with less effort and discomfort.
The first two women lasted about two minutes before their vibrating Futa Belts brought them to orgasm. In their wake, they left Lara’s asshole gaping open about 2-inches-wide. Her ass didn’t remain vacant for long, as the next two women stepped forward to take their turns with her. The women were practically giddy at the prospect of double-penetrating Lara’s asshole, and they joked about how loose her ass was becoming. Their laughter transformed into moans, as they penetrated her and their Futa Belts became active. Lara could feel herself building towards another orgasm as well, but then the vibrator was cruelly pulled away. Lara groaned, as her orgasm subsided, and she was brought back to the painful reality that she was receiving a humiliating double-anal fucking from two oversized canine dildos.
“Please! I need it!” Lara begged, unaware of the mocking laughter that greeted her admission.
“You know what you need to do!” Sam’s voice said inside her helmet.
Lara blushed with shame, but her need to orgasm overrode whatever pride she had remaining.
“Please let me cum! I’m a dirty little slut! Fuck me hard! Ruin my ass with your big nasty cocks! Just please let me cum!” Lara shouted.
Her degrading words were rewarded by the feeling of the vibrator being placed back against her wet pussy. Lara moaned wantonly, as the wolf dildos continued to squeeze their way in and out of her rapidly loosening asshole. The next pair of women orgasmed and withdrew, leaving Lara’s ass as a 2.5-inch-wide gaping hole in their wake. Lara didn’t care; all she cared about was the feeling of her previously thwarted orgasm building inside her once again. She grunted, as she felt the final pair of women thrust inside her ass. By now, there was hardly any discomfort – just a feeling of tightness and pressure, as the knots plopped inside her sphincter.
By the third pair of women, Lara’s anal muscles had loosened so much that her asshole remained stretched permanently open, like the round hole at the centre of a glazed doughnut. Each time one of the knots encountered her sphincter, her asshole would stretch outwards into an exaggerated oval shape, before narrowing slightly, until the next knot attempted to squeeze through. Lara orgasmed at the same time as the last two women. The one in front, who Sam suspected might be bisexual, kissed Lara on the lips as they came, while the other woman simply held onto Lara’s hips and pushed herself inside the captive Tomb Raider’s ass as deeply as possible.
“I’m a dirty little slut.” Lara moaned wantonly, but her words were muffled by the mouth of the woman French kissing her.
As a final act of humiliation, Sam bent Lara over at the waist, so that the group could admire their handiwork, while Sam relayed their indecent comments to Lara, so that she knew what they thought of her. Lara’s formerly-tight asshole now resembled a gaping uncovered manhole, over 3-inches wide. Sam invited the women to thrust their hands inside her ass. At first, they were hesitant, but eventually one of the younger women volunteered. She made a grimacing face, as she pushed her fist inside Lara’s cavernous ass.
“Ewww! This is so weird!” The woman said, grimacing at the unfamiliar sensation of her having her hand swallowed by the fleshy insides of the Countess of Abingdon’s ass.
“Damn! Look at that slut’s ass! She’ll have to wear nappies after this!” Another woman said.
They swapped places, and the next woman thrust her fist inside Lara’s gaping asshole. Normally, Sam would have felt jealous that anyone other than her was fisting Lara’s ass, but this time she didn’t mind. It was turning her on, seeing Lara being abused like this, and telling Lara all the nasty things the women were saying about her. Besides, Sam knew that after she escorted the women out, it would be her turn to have some fun!
All the women took a turn at thrusting their hands into Lara’s ass. Most of them only pushed inside up to the wrist, although one of the older ones went in elbow deep.
“My uncle’s a vet!” The older woman said. “Now I can tell him I’ve also had my arm all the way inside a stupid cow!” The woman joked.
All the women laughed, including Sam, and Lara’s cheeks turned bright red when Sam told her the joke. Once they were done, Sam led them back out into the lobby and sealed the door behind her. She checked the LED clock above the door. She still had about half-an-hour left with Lara and planned to make good use of it. Leaving Lara in her bent-over position, Sam keyed her microphone to permanently on and then started rubbing lubricant all over hands and forearms, while circling the captive Tomb Raider like a hungry wolf.
“Eeny, meeny, miny moe, I wonder where my hand will go?” Sam teased, as she traced her slippery fingers around the circumference of Lara’s gaping asshole.
Sam expected her best friend to be exhausted and beg her to go slow or show mercy. Lara’s next words both surprised and delighted Sam.
“Fuck me, Sam! Fist me until I cum!” Lara said wantonly.
Sam grinned and obliged her, and soon had both her fist pumping in and out of Lara’s tight pussy and gaping asshole. That night Lara felt particularly tired and delicate. Her ass was sore from all the fisting and fucking, and her muscles felt overly tired and relaxed from her massage. To her pleasant surprise, Lady Sarah didn’t make her perform any sex acts when they went to bed. They simply snuggled together, while Lady Sarah planted soft kisses on Lara’s lips and neck. As she drifted off to sleep, Lara thought she heard Lady Sarah whisper, “I love you.” But she thought she must have dreamed it. That night, Lara had a weird dream that she was a free woman and married to Sarah.
The following day, Lara returned to the drudgery of her maid duties. The other maids were particularly mean to her, and left her to clean all the toilet, which they knew she hated! During the morning, Sam came past and showed Lara some of the comments from her nude photoshoot. They were entirely positive and fawning, and Sam told Lara that her website had grown to over 2 million paying subscribers. Sam asked Lara if she would reconsider doing a more risqué photo shoot with a dildo, but Lara again refused.
Two days later, Sam asked her again. Lara asked if she could do another regular nude photoshoot instead, in return for two days off and another Spa treatment, but Sam insisted that it needed to be with the dildo. Lara held out for another four days, before finally convincing herself that perhaps the photoshoot wouldn’t be so bad. After all, Sam just wanted her to hold the dildo, and maybe kiss it or lick it. It wasn’t as if she was going to masturbate with it in front of the camera! Lara shivered with horror at the thought of masturbating in front of hundreds of thousands of horny fans on the internet, but for some reason she also found the idea strangely titillating. She started to worry that her growing sexual addiction was turning her into an exhibitionist; or maybe she’d always secretly been one, since she did love the attention that her skimpy outfits attracted.
Lara agreed to do the photoshoot, on the condition that she would receive a full week off and be pampered with Spa treatments every day. She also insisted that there would be no penetration with the dildo – not even putting it in her mouth. Sam smiled and said that she wouldn’t make Lara do anything she didn’t want to do. That satisfied Lara, since she felt in control of the photoshoot. Lara didn’t see the triumphant smile on Sam’s pretty face, as she left the room. She was too busy packing up her cleaning supplies and imagining how good an entire week off, being pampered with Spa treatments, would feel.
The next day, Lara completed her early morning workout, and her morning sex session with Lady Sarah; but after the shower, Lady Sarah informed her about a change in her schedule. Sam was busy that morning – Lady Sarah didn’t bother to tell Lara what with – so Lara should go downstairs and get her Spa treatment now, and she could do her photoshoot with Sam in the afternoon. Lara dressed in a fresh pair of black yoga pants and a matching black crop-top and went downstairs to the main bathroom. Amanda and Katie, the pretty young Spa employees who had treated Lara the previous week, were waiting for her.
This time they reversed their previous order. Lara lay down on the fold-out massage table, and was treated to a luxurious 2-hour-long full-body massage that left her feeling completely relaxed and at-ease. Then Amanda spent another 3 hours washing and styling Lara’s hair into a long silky ponytail, and giving her nails a pedicure and manicure. Lastly, Amanda applied a layer of natural-looking professional-grade makeup. Lara admired her hair and makeup in the mirror. All she was missing was an expensive cocktail dress and heels, and she would have been ready to attend a Gala Party. She was mesmerised by how beautiful her reflection looked, and it made her feel more confident about the photoshoot scheduled for later that afternoon.
Lara checked her wristwatch, which she now did dozens of times every hour. The flickering screen informed her that it was only 1.30pm. Lara went to the kitchen for a late lunch, and then went to find Sam. When she arrived at Sam’s photo studio, the lights were off and the room was empty. Unsure what to do, and not wanting to get into trouble for not speaking up, Lara went to find Lady Sarah. Lady Sarah was downstairs in the main hall, issuing instructions to the cleaning staff. The Asian maids glanced at Lara with undisguised dislike. Lara blushed but tried her best to ignore them. Lady Sarah informed her that Sam was still out, but Lara could wait in the Library and Sam would come to fetch her when she was ready.
As Lara turned around to leave, she heard three of the maids giggling behind her. She turned around and saw them staring at her ass, with their hands raised over their mouths, futilely attempting to stifle their laughter. Lara was momentarily confused about what they were laughing at, but then her cheeks turned bright red, as she remembered the large butt plug she was wearing in her ass. She had grown so accustomed to it that she had forgotten it was there, and now she was horrified that the awful maids had seen it too. Normally, the outline of her butt plug was hidden by her conservative maid’s uniform, but in her skintight yoga pants, the prominent outline of the butt plug’s round base was clearly visible protruding from between her round butt cheeks.
Lara blushed with shame and her ears were burning from the sound of the maid’s cruel laughter, as she hurried from the room. Lara cloistered herself away in the library for the remainder of the afternoon. She tried to relax, but with each passing hour, she became increasingly aware of how restless and horny she was becoming. After an hour, her resolve weakened and she slid a hand down the front of her yoga pants. She had only been rubbing herself for less than a minute, when one of the Asian maids entered and started dusting in the library. Lara blushed with shame and quickly yanked her hand away. She pretended to read, while hoping that the maid didn’t notice her flushed face and suspect that she’d been masturbating.
As the maid cleaned, Lara found herself compulsively staring at her wristwatch, watching the minutes and seconds tick by. Unknown to her, the flickering display was also flashing her subliminal images of her African gangbang. Lara squeezed her thighs together and gritted her teeth in frustration. She tried to go back to reading, but she couldn’t concentrate because of how horny she felt. All she could think about was how badly she wanted sex. She tried sneaking away to a nearby toilet to masturbate, but once again she was interrupted by the door unlocking from the outside and two maids entered, carrying buckets, sponges, and mops.
“Excuse me!” Lara exclaimed, blushing with both embarrassment and outrage, as the maids entered.
Lara was about to scold them further for invading her privacy, but then she realised that she was sitting on top of the closed toilet seat lid, with her black yoga pants down around her ankles. The seat being down made it obvious that Lara hadn’t been using the toilet; and the fact that Lara’s face was flushed, her pants were down around her ankles, and her fingers and pussy were wet with love juice told the maids that she’d been masturbating again.
“Better tell Lady Sarah that the lazy slut is playing with herself again!” The first maid said.
The second maid laughed and ran off to tell the other maids what they had just seen. All the fight went out of Lara, and she hurried shamefacedly out of the room. Unknown to Lara, the metal butt plug she was wearing contained sensors to track her heartrate and location within the house, which it transmitted via Wi-Fi to Sarah’s laptop. Whenever Lara masturbated, Sarah would radio the head maid, Trinh, to despatch some of her maids to clean that room. Trinh was supremely loyal and never questioned her employer, so the commands were always executed without delay.
Twice more, Lara tried find secluded parts of the Manor house to masturbate in, but each time she was disturbed within a couple of minutes by one of the Asian maids. Thus denied any release, all Lara succeeded in doing was frustrating herself and edging herself towards even greater levels or arousal. Finally, it was 4.00pm. Lara sighed with relief and hurried off towards the elevator that led to the playroom. She was so horny that she probably wouldn’t be able to wait the extra 30 minutes for the playroom’s steel door to open, and would have to masturbate the moment she got downstairs to her dressing room. As she rounded the last corner, Lara slid to a halt when she saw Sam waiting for her in front of the elevator door that led down to the basement playroom.
“Lara, there you are! Ready for your photoshoot?” Sam asked cheerfully.
Lara’s mind raced, as she tried to think of an excuse to tell Sam, without revealing her dirty secret.
“I can’t. I have an appointment with Lady Sarah that I can’t miss!” Lara said, hoping that Sam wouldn’t start asking her questions about the nature of her appointment.
“Oh, Lady Sarah said not to worry about it today. She said I can have you for the rest of the afternoon. Come-on!” Sam said cheerfully, as she took Lara’s arm in hers and led her towards the photo studio.
Lara was crestfallen and looked visibly distraught, as Sam led her towards the photo studio. Lara glanced back over her shoulder, staring longingly as the elevator door until she lost sight of it around the corner. Once inside the photo studio, Sam told Lara to undress and sit down on a padded white leather bench, which Sam had brought in specially for the occasion. Sam pressed a button on her laptop, and the robotic tentacle-like arm that held her high-tech video camera descended downwards. Lara blushed with embarrassment, as the tentacle-like arm reminded her of the restraint arms from the playroom. Her mind immediately wandered to thoughts of bondage and sex, and she felt herself growing wetter.
It didn’t take long for Lara to get undressed: she was only wearing a pair of yoga pants and a crop top, with no underwear. Sam pointed the camera at her and started recording. Lara squeezed her thighs shut, hoping to hide the moist signs of her arousal. Lara stared at the twin-lenses of Sam’s video camera, like a deer in the headlights. She had a nagging feeling in her mind, like she was forgetting something.
“Sit back on the bench and look at the camera!” Sam ordered.
Lara’s face suddenly went pale, as she remembered the butt plug she was wearing.
“I… I just need a minute…” Lara protested, trying to think of an excuse to leave.
“No need to be nervous, Lara. You’ve done this before!” Sam said, watching her through the viewfinder.
Lara sat back, but kept her thighs squeezed shut. How the hell am I going to explain the butt plug, Lara thought?
“Okay, and now open your legs and lean back!” Sam said, smiling.
After a long pause, Lara reluctantly spread her legs, to reveal her smoothly shaved pussy and the large metal butt plug peeking out from her asshole. Sam’s smile became enormous, and Lara felt herself blushing bright red with embarrassment.
“Lara! Did you wear that butt plug for the photoshoot?” Sam asked excitedly.
“I err… yeah. I thought you might like it…” Lara lied, hating that she had to act like a slut to keep her secret safe.
“I love it!” Sam exclaimed. “Turn around on all fours and let me get a better look!”
Lara turned around, and Sam’s camera got a perfect view of the large metal butt plug poking out from between Lara’s gorgeous athletic ass-cheeks.
“Look over your shoulder and smile!” Sam said.
Despite her embarrassment, Lara looked back at the camera and forced a smile onto her beautiful face. The first lens on Sam’s camera recorded and livestreamed a video of Lara posing, while the second camera automatically took half-a-dozen high resolution still images every couple of seconds. Sam would sort through the still images later and add digital backgrounds to the greenscreen behind Lara. Sam moved around Lara in a semicircle to film her from different angles, while the robotic arm kept the camera stabilised.
“You look amazing, Lara! So hot!” Sam said, and Lara blushed at the compliment.
Sam left the camera pointed at Lara and produced a large double-ended dildo. The dildo was blue in colour and flexible enough that Sam could bend it into a U-shape in the middle. It was about 20-inches-long and 1.5-inches-thick, with rounded tips at both ends and a completely smooth texture. Sam handed the dildo to Lara and resumed filming.
“I want you to smile and rub it in between your tits!” Sam said.
I can’t believe I agreed to this, Lara thought miserably, as she hesitantly slid the blue dildo in between her breasts and smiled at the camera.
“Slide it up and down a few times and kiss the tip!” Sam said.
Lara blushed a brighter shade of red and started sliding the long flexible dildo up and down inside the deep valley between her breasts, effectively giving herself a tit-job. As the tip poked in and out between her cleavage, she paused every few strokes to lean down and press her red lips against the tip. Sam let go of the video camera, which remained pointed at Lara thanks to the robotic stabilising arm, and glanced down at her phone. The website analytics showed that they had already surpassed the number of live views from Lara’s last nude photoshoot.
To ensure the maximum exposure for Lara’s latest performance, Sam had posted a teasing picture of a dildo on Lara’s Onlyfans, Instagram and Facebook pages, along with the message, “I’ve decided to take things to the next level.” The provocative posts had apparently worked, because there were currently over 400,000 subscribers watching Lara’s livestream, with thousands more joining every minute. There was always the risk that Lara might back out at the last moment, which could cost them subscribers, but Sam was certain that the odds of that happening were very small. As she explained to Lady Sarah, when they were planning this latest photoshoot, they’d stacked the deck so far in their favour that the outcome was almost a foregone conclusion.
“Now spread your legs apart wider and slide the tip up and down your pussy!” Sam said, looking at Lara through the camera’s viewfinder.
Lara leaned back and splayed her legs lewdly out to the sides. She moaned involuntarily, as she started rubbing the tip of the blue dildo up and down her slit. Lara’s pussy lips were so wet with arousal that the dildo slid easily up and down them. Having the dildo in such close proximity to her pussy was getting Lara’s body more and more excited. In her desperation for sexual release, she started pressing it harder against her pussy lips, causing it to snag tantalizingly against the entrance of her love cave, before sliding free. After about a minute of this, her horniness finally overcame her conscious mind, and she unconsciously pushed the tip of the dildo inside her wet pussy. Lara moaned lustily, as the tip of the dildo entered her pussy.
“That’s it, Lara! Just like that!” Sam said, moving in closer with the camera.
Lara knew she should stop, but she couldn’t. Her body acted without conscious thought, and her hands kept sliding the tip of the dildo in and out of her pussy, getting a little bit deeper with each thrust.
“Push it in all the way!” Sam ordered, and Lara obeyed.
The endless hours of submissive sex in the playroom had conditioned Lara to automatically obey Sam’s commands, and she slid almost 8-inches of the snake-like blue dildo inside her pussy. Lara moaned and stared up at the camera, while she masturbated. The comments section of her Onlyfans page went wild, with hundreds of comments flashing by every few seconds, almost too fast to read. The fans loved Lara’s erotic performance and her smouldering eye-contact. Lara blushed with shame, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the camera. The knowledge that she was masturbating in front of her best friend, Sam, and in front of hundreds of thousands of her fans both horrified and thrilled her.
Lara pistoned the dildo in and out of her needy pussy with long strokes, and the end of the blue dildo was now glistening with her love juice. Normally, the dildo alone wouldn’t have been enough for Lara to achieve orgasm, but the extra pressure from the 2-inch-wide steel butt plug in her ass made her pussy feel tighter and more sensitive. Coupled with her exaggerated state of arousal, Lara felt her orgasm approaching. Please don’t let me orgasm in front of Sam, Lara thought desperately, even as her own hand brought that outcome closer to fruition. Sam recognised the wanton expression on Lara’s beautiful face, which she had witnessed many times before.
“Come for me, Lara! Come for me!” Sam ordered.
A dam broke in Lara’s mind, and her whole body shook as she orgasmed. She squeezed her eyes shut, as waves of pleasure washed over her body.
“I’m a dirty little slut!” Lara shouted instinctively.
The livestream chat went wild with applause at Lara’s performance. Within 24 hours, the audio recording of Lara’s moaning and her shouting that she was a “dirty little slut” would be added as a patch to every sex mod in her Tomb Raider Game. Sam was ecstatic! She’d done it! She’d manoeuvred Lara into finding her true calling as a pornstar! Sam checked her phone again. The website analytics told her that there were now 500,000 subscribers watching Lara’s livestream. Lara had just masturbated to completion in front of half-a-million people on the internet. There would be no turning back now, even if Lara wanted to – which Sam knew that deep down she didn’t. Lara Croft was now officially an internet pornstar. As if to emphasise that point, Sam started giving Lara more lewd instructions.
“Pull the dildo out and lick your tongue up and down it!” Sam ordered.
Lara slid the slippery dildo out of her pussy and held it up to her mouth, before tilting her head and sliding her tongue up and down it’s glistening length. As she tasted her own love juice, a voice inside her mind screamed at her to stop! Instead, she smiled at the camera, as she wantonly licked her tongue all over the dildo’s glistening blue surface.
“Now swallow it down your throat!” Sam ordered.
Lara tilted her head backwards and opened her mouth like a circus sword-swallower, as she slid almost 10 inches of the long blue dildo down her throat. Sam moved closer and focused her camera on Lara’s throat, to record the incredible sight of Lara’s slender throat bulging outwards around the dildo.
“Keep going.” Sam ordered, and Lara slid another 6-inches of long blue dildo down her throat, until her lips were touching her fingers holding the other end.
She held it there for a moment, her cheeks turning red, before she finally pulled it out. To Sam’s camera lens, it looked like Lara was vomiting the long blue dildo out of her mouth. Lara gasped, as multiple ropes of drool slobbered down her lips and chin.
“Rub the dildo all over your pretty face!” Sam said excitedly, revelling in Lara’s self-debasement.
Lara rubbed the saliva-drenched dildo all over her cheeks and chin, smudging her flawless makeup and leaving a trail of gooey saliva all over her beautiful face. Sam had always been secretly envious of Lara’s supermodel looks: her beautiful aristocratic face, combined with her large perky breasts, slender waist, firm ass and long sexy legs. None of that had changed, but now Lara’s beauty seemed somehow tainted and impure. Lara’s smudged makeup, combined with her prominent black garter tattoo and her large rib tattoo had turned her from a perfect flawless angel into a sexy demonic succubus. Sam started shouting more orders, one after another.
“Turn around! Get down on your hands and knees! Look at the camera! Pull-out your butt plug! Smile!” Sam said.
Lara obeyed without thinking. It was instinctive, like muscle memory. She got down on all fours, giving the camera a perfect view of her butt plug peeking out from between her round buttocks. She looked back at the camera and smiled stupidly, as she pulled the butt plug from her ass. It was a sight that Sam had witnessed before, but the 500,000 fans watching the livestream got their first glimpse of Lara’s asshole stretching open around the 2-inch-wide stainless steel butt plug. When she pulled it out, Lara’s asshole remained gaping open about half an inch – resembling the perfectly round hole at the centre of a delicious doughnut.
“Put the plug down! Pick up the dildo and slide it inside your ass!” Sam ordered.
Without missing a beat, Lara discarded the metal butt plug and retrieved the 20-inch-long double-ended blue dildo. Still smiling over her shoulder at the camera, she reached behind her and slid the tip of the dildo into her asshole.
“More! Put it in all the way!” Sam said.
Lara was so horny at being ordered around by her best friend, Sam, that she obeyed without question. She pushed the first 6-inches of the long flexible dildo into her ass and then adjusted her grip, so that she could slide more of it inside her. When she was finished, only the last two inches of the 20-inch-long dildo was visible protruding from her tight little ass. The remaining 18-inches was snaking its way through her rectum and colon.
“Now put the other end in your pussy!” Sam ordered.
Lara slid the dildo hallway out of her asshole and bent it back double in the middle, before pushing the other end inside her pussy. Lara gripped the middle of the dildo like a handle, and pushed the horseshoe-shaped dildo in and out of her holes, all the while smiling back at the camera.
“Cum for me again, Lara! Cum for the 500,000 fans watching your livestream!” Sam said.
Lara’s face would have paled in horror at being reminded of how many people around the world were witnessing her obscene performance, if her face wasn’t already flushed with arousal. The double-penetration of her pussy and asshole felt very pleasurable, but it was the knowledge that half-a-million of her fans were watching her masturbate that really pushed her over the edge. Lara slid the two ends of the dildo in and out of her pussy and asshole, faster and faster.
“I’m a dirty little slut! I’m a dirty little slut!” Lara moaned loudly, over and over again, as she experienced another mind-blowing orgasm.
Behind the video camera, Sam grinned. Lara’s transformation from snooty, high society aristocrat to sexy pornstar was complete. Sam told herself that she doing all this to help Lara. Afterall, she had been present for Lara’s African gangbang, and for all of the playroom sex sessions. She knew that Lara wasn’t an innocent victim in all this; she was doing what she secretly wanted to do. But a darker part of Sam’s mind couldn’t help but rejoice that her perfect best friend wasn’t quite so perfect anymore. Sam felt herself growing wet at the thought that she had successfully transformed the legendary Tomb Raider from a snobbish Countess into the most famous pornstar on the internet!
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