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It was with a certain amount of trepidation that Lara descended the steps leading down to Croft Manor's dank and ancient underbelly. The undercroft was the oldest section of her ancestral home. It had remained untouched for centuries, until several months ago when Zip had transformed the vast space into his own private tech laboratory. Now it was an open-plan gadget geek's paradise, humming with the sound of a custom-built super computer's central server. Criss-crossed with fibre optic wiring and dimly illuminated by a hanging trellis of warm halogen lamps at its centre, the spacious cellar's shadowy fringes sparkled with blinking LED computer lights.

Whatever Lara had been expecting to find down here, she was not ready for the sight that now greeted her.

At the centre of the room, reclining in what appeared to be a re-purposed dentist's chair, Zip was laying on his back with some kind of large glass and metal mask covering the top half of his head. Numerous wires and cables fed into the mask. Lara tried to follow the wires with her eyes, to see where they led, but they all disappeared into the darkness surrounding the circle of light in which Zip was laid out.

This was not the thing that shocked Lara most, however. The most disturbing detail about the scene laid out before her was this: Zip's black combat pants were unzipped at the waist, his flies pulled down, and his big black cock was jutting up from his groin, fully erect, towering above his six-pack abs like a foot-long ebony pillar.

Lara gasped at the sight. She had always assumed Zip was well-hung. Often enough she had noticed a sizeable bulge filling out the black man's pants when she had come to visit him wearing one of her specially designed cock-teasing outfits – the spoiled English heiress did enjoy making her male employees hunger after her luscious young body, even though she never had the slightest intention of sating that hunger herself. It was just an effective way of maintaining discipline among her staff, and re-enforcing her position as queen bee of the Manor. But the thick and pulsating tower of veiny, sable cock-flesh that her eyes now seemed irresistibly drawn to exceeded even Lara's most generous estimations.

“My God”, she whispered, almost reverentially. “What is that, thirteen, fourteen inches? And it's as thick as my forearm....” Unconsciously, she bit her plump lower lip, feeling her nipples pulse with heat in the steamy basement air. For the briefest of moments Lara wanted nothing more than to wrap her hand around Zip's big black cock, feel its vibrant heat against her palm; envelop that over-sized, uncut cockhead in her mouth and see just how far she could take it down her throat before she choked on it....

But then she caught herself. What was she thinking?! Lara shook her head, tore her eyes free from the rigid pole of coal-black dick meat before her, and forced herself to calm down.

She took a deep breath. Where was Alister anyway? Was all this his idea of a practical joke, first scaring the living daylights out of her with his talk of bankruptcy, then sending her down here to find... this? She decided to take the most obvious approach.

“ZIP!”, Lara raised her voice. “What the bloody hell is going on here?!”

No reaction. Not even a twitch. She moved closer, now standing just a few feet away from Zip's chair.

“ZIP!!”, this time she shouted. “If this is your idea of a joke, believe me mister, the punchline is going to be on you, in the form of a letter of resignation signed and on my desk first thing tomorrow morning!! Do you hear me??!!”

Still nothing. Although Lara did notice a large bead of pearly pre-cum ooze from the eye of Zip's half exposed cock-head. The gooey droplet of liquid swelled until it reached critical mass, then succumbed to the force of gravity and rolled slowly down the thick tube that spanned the underside of Zip's cock.

She was staring again. “God damn it!!”, Lara admonished herself.

But then she noticed another detail of the strange hi-tech dental chair setup. Something she hadn't seen before. On a mechanical arm reaching down from the ceiling, positioned a couple of feet above Zip's thighs, there was a small plasma display screen, like a kind of computer monitor about ten inches wide by eight tall. On the screen, Lara could make out an image. A moving image. In fact, it looked almost like a video feed.

She tried moving the mechanical arm to take a closer look, but it was locked in place and wouldn't budge an inch. The only way she could see it clearly was by leaning over Zip's recumbent body and getting her face uncomfortably close to his big jutting cock. But she had no other option. Lara was determined to get to the bottom of this perplexing tableau, even if it meant putting up with a faceful of her soon-to-be former employee's musk-scented black dickmeat.

Leaning in, she wrinkled up her nose cutely as the full scent of Zip's virile manhood invaded her senses.

“Oh, really, Zip!”, Lara admonished him pointlessly, “you could have at least taken a shower this morning!” She could feel the heat of his blood against her right cheek, his twitching shaft merely inches away. And his big hairless balls were directly under Lara's nose; the scent drifting up was truly overpowering.

Even these indignities were not enough to distract Lara from what she now saw on the screen however. Her big beautiful hazel-almond eyes widened with outrage.

“What on earth is the meaning of this?!”, she hissed under her breath. Yet despite her protests, Lara's curiosity had been peeked. She couldn't take her eyes off the images that now flashed across the screen before her.

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