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Tomb Raider: Dark Chronicles	By : modeac Category: +S through Z > Tomb Raider (all) > Tomb Raider (all) Views: 27898 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Tomb Raider, or anything connected to the Tomb Raider franchise that includes its games, characters, ideas or related media. This is non profit.

Chapter List
- 1-Aldwych Assault
- 2-Dangerous
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Tomb Raider Chronicles Part 2- Dangerous
Thursday 21th July 2010
Authors notes
'This' means someone is thinking.
Horizontal ruler (a line across the page) means a timeskip, may be a few minutes, may be a few hours...
This story's goal is to make at least one story about each of the Tomb Raider games- this first chapter takes place during Tomb Raider 1, during the cool elevator crash cutscene where Lara breaks into Natla's headquarters.
I am using the TR1 model for Lara's design; reddish-brown hair that is braided, c-cup sized breasts, etc. All future chapters (and the one previous to this) will use the design model of the game it is inspired by.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lara Croft or anyone or anything involved in the Tomb Raider series, this is totally non profit.

A match lit. It was used to light a blow torch. Above the roaring city, the woman who held it; world renowned adventurer and Countess of Abbington Lara Croft, casually brought the blue flame to the steel cable of the elevator she stood so unsafely upon.
The fearless woman didn't so much as flinch as each of the steel threads snapped one by one or stop to consider just how dangerous, illegal and flat out unsafe her plan was.
The last thread snapped, sending the car plummeting to the ground and its illegal passenger flying into the sky. Lara looked around with the calm of a tourist as she hurtled suicidally higher and higher into the air.
'Lovely view. I wish I brought a jacket though.' The Tomb Raider wore only her typical adventuring outfit; a tight green top, jungle shorts, gloves, boots and her favourite pair of sunglasses. Her hair being braided didn't help keep her warm either. Lara hadn't had time to change into something more appropriate with evil billionaire industrialist Natla gunning for her.
She released the cable. Speed temporarily overcame gravity propelling Lara up and above the skyscraper. As she saw the bright blue, yellow and red logo of Natla Technologies below her she realised she had made a miscalculation in her 'more dangerous than usual' plan to penetrate Natla's headquarters and find the information she needed regarding the Scion.
She hit the roof bending and rolling to absorb the impact as best she could- but she fell too far.
"AHHH!"
She cried out as what could be a fractured ankle was the last thing she felt before another, far greater pain struck her; a barely noticeable pinprick followed by waves of fire that engulfed every nerve in Lara's body, stealing her breath away and sending the woman into violent spasms before she succumbed to unconsciousness.
She had just been shot by a security guard.
The security guard, a thin, fashionably tanned blond woman with overlong white painted nails and too much makeup for the job she held walked towards the fallen Lara; for the first time Hilary Park, daughter of software mogul Frederick Park was interested in the job her father had forced her into as punishment for her latest drunken rampage. She was on the roof having a cigarette when she heard an enormous crash and saw a very attractive woman shoot up from the side of the building and drop from the sky. A woman she had proceeded to blast with a taser- the most fun she had had in weeks.
She stopped to consider the situation; 'There are no cameras on the roof, no one else is here, my shift is just about up so...' Evil thoughts began to stir in the short blonds head.

Lara felt a surge of panic as she woke up and realised she couldn't see. The panic increased when she discovered she couldn't move, had something in her mouth and was completely naked.
"I was wondering when you'd wake up. I had a tough time getting you from Natla's place to here without anyone seeing us. But here we are."
'From Natla's place to here? So it's not her who has me then... then who the bloody hell...?'
She tried speaking the question only to accomplish only mumbling due to the large ball gag stuffed in her mouth and strapped around her head.
"I mean, I know you can't see with the blindfold and all, I like, gagged you and tied you up. Hope you don't mind. I mean, even if you do mind I'm not letting you go... just getting that clear you know?"
Lara listened carefully trying to figure out who had made the fatal mistake of capturing her and taking her clothes. 'Stereotypical Valley girl accent, offensively strong perfume that makes me sick...' Everything about this unseen woman offended Lara.
Hilary circled Lara. The woman (now wearing an expensive red cotton bathrobe with a floral pattern) could see the tension in her captives body and on her face- it wasn't fear-it was anger. She was so hot and strong it made her crazy.
She backed off to her personalised top of the line laptop computer and clicked back onto her favourite porno/BDSM site. While Lara was unconscious she had watched a two minute preview of a muscular skinhead with absurd tattoos whip, paddle, flog, spank and otherwise have his way with a short, bottle blond woman in a variety of uncomfortable bondage positions.
She set the video back to the beginning. She looked from it, to the bound Lara and back again nervously. She was sweating and near hyperventilating considering what she was about to do.
'She didn't get a chance to get a good look at me... and my Dad can get me out of any trouble...'
Her doubt vanished when she once again looked her over; tall, athletic, curving in the right places with C-cup breasts, shapely thighs and a fabulous ass. She was the hottest woman she'd ever seen. Not grossly scrawny like supermodels, not of 'fake components' like porn stars (she had felt up Lara's breasts and ass while she was out- no implants). Both of which the bisexual woman had dated and slept with.
Kneeling, Lara was naked except for her boots and gloves, her arms were cuffed behind her back with fuzzy pink cuffs, her ankles were held together by a thick leather strap, a pink silk blindfold covered her eyes, a pink ballgag stuffed her mouth, uncomfortably holding it open.
This bondage was crude- a rush job, Hilary would have preferred more form fitting bondage like a corset or a body harness, maybe arm sleeves and thigh high boots. However she didn't have Lara's no doubt extraordinary body measurements. But she did have a collection of other interesting toys...
Hilary turned around and inspected the instruments she had nervously assembled- deliberately similar to the toys used in the video she had just watched. She looked over her shoulder at the bound, kneeling woman and froze.
'What do I do now?' She stood there stupidly for a moment. The boys (and girls) she had done this to in the past gave her instruction on how and what to do.
"Ooh! The video! I was going to follow the video."
Lara turned her head toward her noisy captor. 'Oh God! I'm going to be violated... and by a complete moron!'
Hilary restarted the BDSM video watching for a few seconds for instructions. Lara winced at every sound from the laptop. Not knowing what was going on, her imagination went to dark places.
Hilary paused the video. She picked up a large wooden paddle and held it just like the performer on screen did. Taking a few deep breaths she swung it into Lara's ass. She winced at the cracking sound even though she'd done this before.
Lara cried out into the pink ball gag between her jaws, she lashed out with a blind two legged kick that missed.
Hilary decided to rethink...
She managed to connect a thick pink collar with a rope attached around Lara's neck. She connected the rope to a pair of handcuffs around Lara's ankles. She was now forced into a kneeling position with her head down, her ass in the air and unable to move in any meaningful way.
She recommenced the paddling; dancing around giddily striking her all over her ass. Lara caught on fast and tried to resist by moving as much as possible in her bondage making herself a harder target. It worked as Hilary actually missed her a couple of times.
"Goddamit! This isn't gonna work!" She dropped the paddle. She sniffed and gulped a few times. Lara heard this and hoped the bitch was going to cry.
Hilary turned back to the laptop unpausing the video. Lara ignored the sounds of pain and squirmed in her restraints looking for an escape so she could brutalise this bitch. The inappropriate sounds stopped.
"Heh heh. That's great!"
Lara froze, steeling herself. Suddenly she felt something sharp strike her bare breasts with the sharpness of a blade. She rolled over to protect her chest only to feel the same pain erupt from her ass. Instinctively she rolled over to cover her ass and took another shot of pain to her breasts. Realising what was happening Lara tried to curl up to protect herself- but in her bondage all she could do was roll around in pain.
With a cat o' nine tails Hilary crudely whipped Lara all over her body paying special attention to her breasts and ass completely lost in her sick fantasy playing out.
When she eventually put down the flogger Lara writhed around on the floor bruises forming on her butt and chest, drool leaking from around the pink ballgag.
"That is the hottest thing I've ever seen." Hilary admired the bruises before she stepped back to her laptop.
"What next...er..." She played the damned video again and Lara shouted something illegible (and no doubt unpleasant) around her gag.
Following the videos lead, Hilary picked up a large black riding crop. She fumbled with the object and nearly dropped it.
"I've got a... er... do you want to guess what it is?" Lara mumbled something and Hilary moved in to remove her gag before she realised her captive would cry out or bite her hand off if she did.
Just like in the video she picked Lara up to a standing position (bent over). Holding onto the fur lined handcuffs she brought the riding crop down into her ass, hissing as the bad angle hurt her wrist.
"Fuck! Goddamn wrist!"
As she was cursing, a red welt appeared on Lara's ass brighter than the paddle marks. She adjusted herself then proceeded to attack her ass; whipping her until the Tomb Raiders bottom was deeply bruising. She dropped the crop to the floor and pushed Lara onto the living rooms leather coach nursing her sore arm as Lara suffered, feeling as though her ass was on fire.
The blond heiress was glad she had so much sexual experience otherwise Lara's pain would have certainly made her cum by now.
Hilary's sick nervousness was gone now, replaced with a feeling of exhilaration and power. This felt wonderful especially with all the problems she had; her billionaire Dad looking down on her, this ridiculous job as a Security Guard (like a regular nobody), everybody sneering at her and telling her that his father was the only reason she wasn't in jail being bitched by some ugly, tattoed shemale who knifed her son to death right now...
'Okay... enough of the negative thoughts. Time to get back to my playmate...'
She turned on the video again – it was nearing the end...
'The best is saved for last...'

Being blindfolded, Lara had no idea what her captor was doing. The blond positioned herself behind Lara. She put her hands on the taller brunette's hips and pushed the tip of her favourite strap-on dildo into the Tomb Raiders body. It was harder and thicker than any natural cock Lara had ever had. Lara shrieked as the rubber object violated her, stretching her agonizingly wide.
Hilary shuddered and gasped in desire as she forced more of her fake cock into Lara's body. Hilary had a firm grip on Lara's hips pulling her back as she pushed herself forwards. After getting as far in as she could, the blond heiress began pounding the Countess of Abbington hard in several rough back and forth strokes, pumping her with no consideration for Lara's safety. Lara screamed around her gag in agony and horror as Hilary cried out from the growing heat and wonderful sensations in her lower body as the plastic cock rubbed against her sex.
Hilary soon came, spraying juices onto Lara's ass, thighs and legs. Lara meanwhile derived no pleasure from the act and continued plotting a violent death for her captor as soon as she escaped.
The blond pulled out. After taking a break for a minute Hilary picked up a new object from her toy pile; ten inches of black rubber, an inch in diameter, a head shaped like a human penis. She picked Lara up, put the struggling brunette over her knee and held her steady. Slowly she pushed the huge dildo into her body, into her vagina towards her womb. Lara screamed through her gag and tried to escape but the tight bondage she was in made it impossible for all but minimal movement.
Watching Lara thrash trying to remove the inches of solid rubber invading her almost made Hilary cum again.
After a lot of pushing and some twisting she'd got it all the way inside her.
'The tip of that things probably in her womb.' The sick thought aroused her further.
She laid her on the coach and got another instrument; a cone shaped butt plug. Putting her over her knee again she pushed the small, bright pink object past Lara's toned cheeks and into her ass with a fair bit of effort.
Both objects had switches on them to activate their vibration abilities, so after checking they were secure within Lara's body, she flipped both switches on. The result was stunning; Lara went into a seizure as the two massive objects inside her went crazy.
Lara felt like two pneumatic drills had been crammed into her, it felt like both her holes were going to be shredded, that the organs around the drills would rupture, like all the bones of her body would shatter as the massive vibrations shook her whole body with force to surely break her. All she could do about it was scream around the plastic in her mouth.
Hilary watched the spectacle, touching herself loving Lara's pain. She gasped as she began thrusting her fingers in and out of her body turned on as she watched Lara spasm and cry out around her gag in absolute agony.
Hilary's mouth opened in a 'O' of ecstasy, her body temperature went through the roof signalling her second orgasm of the night as Lara continued rolling around the room in bound agony.
"Ohhh yeah... that was good..." She groaned, not noticing that Lara had stopped thrashing all over the room and now lay motionless except involuntary trembles around the massive devices embedded in her body...
Paying it no mind, Hilary left the room looking for a cigarette.
She re entered the 'play room' as she called it to find opened handcuffs, a discarded pink blindfold and ballgag and the black dildo and butt plug where the helplessly bound Lara should be...
'Oh fu-'
The thought was cut off, as she hit the floor backwards registering a severe pain in her nose.
Hilary Parks lay on the floor reeling from a broken nose, still wearing her juice covered strap-on, bleeding into an incredibly expensive mink rug and staring up in fear as a free and murderously furious Lara Croft stood over her with her twin pistols pointing right at her.
"W-wait! Wait! My dad... he's a billionaire... I'll give you a fortune... cash, cars, whatever you want! Just please don't-" Her begging voice sounded strange due to a clearly broken nose.
"I don't care about money." She coldly replied as she cocked her guns. Hilary realised she was serious about killing her. She had chosen the wrong woman to fuck with. She wracked her brain desperate to find something to save her life.
"W-wait! You wanted something from Natla's place? I can get it for you! No chance of it being traced back to you!"
"What I want is information on her computer." While not sexist, Lara doubted this blond bimbo was any use in that department.
"A friend of mine is a hacker! He can get the info for you... just please... don't hurt me..."
Lara grit her teeth as her former captor sobbed and grovelled pathetically on the expensive carpet. While the Tomb Raider had a lot of experience killing- it was generally in self defence- she couldn't justify killing a defenceless, begging woman on the floor no matter how much of a depraved bitch she was.
'I won't stoop to the level of one who kills simply because it's convenient.'
"Call your hacker friend. If he doesn't pay off, what your daddy buries in the ground won't even look like you." She threatened.
It worked as the bleeding blonds tanned skin went as white as a sheet at the bluff threat and rushed to complete her assignment.

Twenty minutes later Lara's unwilling assistant had the information she needed. Lara read it while keeping one eye on the blond who zapped her earlier that evening; she was dressed in a white bathrobe with toilet tissue up her nose to stop the profuse bleeding Lara's attack had caused. Lara herself had redressed feeling a bit more respectable now she wasn't naked and gagged. Although the pain in her breasts, ass and lower regions was quite severe- skin tight shorts weren't a good idea when your ass had been severely paddled and whipped.
It turned out that the reason why Natla had double crossed her in Peru was that there was more than one piece of the Scion with the second being buried beneath the ancient monastery of St. Francis in Greece. Also of note was that Pierre Dupont, a rival French archaeologist had already been sent to recover the fragment from the site.
'Pierre you slimy bastard it's always a pleasure to upstage you.'
"Erm..."
"Oh right. You're still here aren't you?"
Hilary blanched fully expecting Lara to blow her brains out.
"If you ever. Speak of what happened here tonight, I will hunt you down and kill you so slowly you'll swallow your own tongue to get it over with. Understand?"
"Yes! Yes sir! Ma'am! I swear I will never tell-?"
She sat confused as Lara held up the paddle the blond had used on her earlier.
CRACK!
Lara clubbed Hilary around the head with the wooden sex toy so hard it broke. The unfortunate blond hit the ground unconscious. She'd survive- with a big lump on her head and a massive headache.
Lara left her on the floor, turned and left the apartment wishing for a second that she was someone who killed people simply for being depraved and annoying.

END PART 2
NOTES
This is a Lara/OC chapter, Hilary probably won't appear again (unless reviewers want her to, also feel free to use the character if you want), this chapter was a Femdom by an OC because I wanted to do something different from many other Tomb Raider fics which usually include male raping Lara scenarios.
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