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Tomb Raider: Natla’s Revenge.	By : CrossroadsMk2 Category: +S through Z > Tomb Raider (all) > Tomb Raider (all) Views: 77479 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction. I do not own the Tomb Raider game series, Lara Croft or any of the other characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Lara wished that the floor would open up and swallow her.
“Oh my God! Lady Croft, is that you?” Sarah asked, not believing her own eyes.
You could have heard a pin drop as Winston, Sarah, Zip, Alistair and Bogwyn all stared in open-mouthed shock at the unbelievable scene before them. Their employer, the famous and beautiful Lady Lara Croft, was naked on all fours, with a red ball-gag in her mouth, and thick black collar around her neck. The collar had the word “SLAVE” prominently inscribed on it in large stainless-steel letters, and was attached to a leash being held by Jacqueline Natla.
Alistair was the first to speak. “Lara, you appear to be slightly underdressed.” He said, unable to stop himself from giggling at the absurdity of the situation.
There was an awkward silence, and then Sarah, Alistair and Bogwyn all started laughing as well. Lara wanted to die.
“Love the new look, Boss.” Zip said, smiling broadly as he eyed her naked body with undisguised lust.
Winston, however, didn’t find the situation the slightest bit amusing. “What is the meaning of this?” He demanded.
Natla supressed a smile and answered him. “I know this will come as something of a shock, but I’ll ask you to bear with me: Lara is a sex addict.” Natla said.
There was a stunned silence as everyone processed what she had said.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Zip asked.
“Lara’s a nymphomaniac. It’s her secret fantasy to live as a sex slave, and she’s asked me to help make that happen.” Natla answered.
“I don’t believe you. I want to hear it from her.” Winston demanded.
“Now, I know you think Lara is doing this under some kind of duress, but nothing could be further from the truth. Lara, are you doing this of your own free will?” Natla asked, turning and looking at her expectantly.
It was beyond the pale, what Lara was about to do. She felt her face flush with shame as she obediently nodded her head.
“What’s with the ball gag?” Sarah asked.
“It was Lara’s idea. She wanted me to speak for her, in case she chickened out.” Natla answered.
Winston still looked unconvinced.
“As you can see, Lara’s hands are free.” Natla Said. “She could remove the ball-gag at any time.” Then she turned to Lara and said, “Do you want it removed, Lara?”
Lara lowered her eyes and shook her head, sickened at having to corroborate Natla’s scandalous tale.
“So… Lara’s a sex addict.” Alistair said, smiling with amusement. “What does that have to do with us?”
“Lara gets off on humiliation. She asked me to get you guys involved because she trusts you to keep her secret. If she were to sleep with random strangers, eventually word would get out and her reputation would be ruined. Isn’t that right, Lara?” Natla said.
Lara felt completely embarrassed and humiliated, but again she nodded her head in agreement.
“Wait, wait, wait!” Zip interrupted. “You’re telling me that Lara Croft, one of the most famous, wealthy and beautiful women in the world, is secretly a submissive nymphomaniac with a humiliation fetish?” Zip asked, disbelieving.
Natla looked over at Lara, and Lara nodded her head.
“Hot damn!” Zip said, smiling excitedly.
“Wait, wait, wait,” Alistair interrupted. “If she wants us to take part in her sex fantasy, then why did she fire me this morning?” Alistair asked.
“That was a mistake. Lara was just nervous about this afternoon and overreacted.” Natla explained. “Of course you’re not fired; and as an apology, she’d like you be the first man ever to fuck her in the ass. Did you know that she’s an anal virgin? Lara, turn around and show Alistair your tight little asshole.” Natla said.
Lara shivered with humiliation, but turned around and displayed her intimate holes to her staff.
“What happened to her pussy?” Sarah asked, staring at her sore, gaping red pussy.
“Oh, Lara asked me to fist her on trip over. Isn’t that right, Lara?” Natla said.
Lara nodded her head, but inside she wanted to die. She dared not look up in case she cried.
“Wow, that's hot!” Sarah said, moving forward for a closer look.
“I’m glad you think so, Sarah, because I was hoping that you’d be Lara’s full-time Mistress whenever I’m away. I’ll be relying on you to keep the boys in line and make sure Lara behaves herself. Would you do this favour for me?” Natla asked.
If Lara had been looking over her shoulder, she would have seen Sarah’s face light up with excitement. “I’d love to!” Sarah answered enthusiastically.
“Excellent. Why don’t we leave the boys here with Lara, while we go upstairs and discuss exactly what I have in mind? Don’t worry: there’ll be plenty of time for you to play with Lara later tonight.” Natla said.
Natla threw a tube of lubricant to Alistair and then walked off up the stairs with Sarah, leaving Lara naked and surrounded by her four male employees.
“Oh, and make sure you leave the gag in. You can fuck her mouth tomorrow.” Natla said, before disappearing from view.
“I… I can’t believe that you’d disgrace your family name like this.” Winston told Lara. “I think of you as a daughter. I can’t stand by and watch as you debase yourself. Please, consider this my notice. I’ll go and pack my belongings.”
Despite her tough demeanour, Winston’s hurtful words cut through all of her defences. She wanted to shout out for him to wait; she wanted to explain why she was acting so shamefully. Instead, tears started to run down Lara’s beautiful face, as she watched her friend and mentor walk out on her in disgust. Her self-pity was short-lived, as Alistair moved up behind her and grabbed hold of her leash, yanking her head back.
“So, you want me to fuck you in the ass?” Alistair asked, leering down at her naked body.
Lara felt so dirty and degraded, but she forced herself to nod. Alistair smiled and started undressing. Zip and Bogwyn seemed to take this as a que, and soon all three had stripped out of their clothes. Alistair grabbed hold of Lara’s leash and walked her over to a large fur rug near the fireplace. Then he rubbed lubricant onto his 5 inch penis and knelt down between Lara’s legs.
“Put your face on the ground; Reach back and spread your ass cheeks for me.” Alistair commanded, unable to hide his excitement.
Lara complied, spreading her round cheeks and exposing her tight, brown anus. Lara tensed as Alistair pressed his slippery fingers against her sphincter and slipped them inside her, lubricating her most intimate hole. Then he squirted more lubricant directly onto his cock. Both Bogwyn and Zip leaned in closer to get a better look. Lara felt totally degraded, like a piece of meat being inspected. She was shocked at how quickly her staff had accepted that she was a secret nymphomaniac. How could they think so little of her? How could they think that she would want to be humiliated and degraded like this?
Lara shivered, as she felt Alistair press the swollen head of his cock against her virgin asshole. Lara moaned through the gag, as she felt him press forward painfully. She tried to relax her muscles, but it still hurt like hell. Slowly, her anus was stretched open around his cock, until he managed to push the swollen head inside her. Despite her best efforts to stay strong, more tears ran down Lara’s cheeks.
“Do you like that, Lara?” Alistair asked.
Lara nodded unconvincingly, her wet tears a testament to her true thoughts on the subject.
Alistair groaned in pleasure, and slowly started grinding his cock in and out of Lara’s virgin anus. Lara’s asshole felt incredible – it was so tight that it seemed to be gripping his cock, trying to milk it of cum. Alistair pulled out and applied more lubricant to his cock, before pressing back inside. Her asshole was still tight, but the lubricant had made it slick enough for him to start feeding more and more of his shaft inside. After about a minute of trying, he bottomed out, his entire cock buried inside his boss’s sexy ass.
Lara moaned through the ball gag, in what Alistair assumed was pleasure. What a slut, he thought, as he started pounding in and out of her tight hole. He tried to pace himself, to hold off cuming, but Lara’s ass was so warm and tight, and the sight of his cock sliding in and out between her firm, round ass cheeks was so arousing, that he couldn’t help himself. After only 5 minutes, Alistair started shooting his load deep into Lara’s bowels.
Lara mewled into the ball gag as Alistair painfully fucked her tiny asshole. She blushed with shame at the slutty slapping sounds that were caused each time Alistair’s pelvis smacked against her backside. After what seemed like an eternity, she heard him groan. Then she felt his thick, warm cum spurting into her ass and coating her insides. He seemed to cum for almost a minute before he was finally finished. Then she felt him pull out of her.
A moment later, she felt another strong tug on her leash, as her head was pulled up off the ground. Turning her head to the side, Lara saw Zip kneeling down behind her, licking his lips in anticipation. Lara gritted her teeth, knowing what was coming.
Zip stared in disbelief at Lara’s sexy, heart-shaped ass. He had dreamed about this moment for so long – part of his conscious mind told him he was still dreaming. Taking a deep breath, he squirted lubricant onto his black, 6 inch long cock and pressed it against Lara’s tight asshole. Lara’s anus gave only slight resistance, before stretching open and swallowing his cock whole. Zip groaned as he slid the entire length of his cock inside Lara’s gorgeous ass in one go. He decided to start slowly, pulling out until just his cock head was inside Lara’s ass, before sliding in all the way to the hilt. He fucked her with a steady rhythm for several minutes, before reaching down under her belly and between her legs.
Zip started rubbing slow circles around Lara’s sensitive clitoris, causing her to moan through the ball-gag in her mouth. Zip leaned forward sand started whispering into Lara’s ear as he fucked her.
“You know, I was the one making those fake sex tapes of you.” Zip whispered into her ear.
Lara bristled with anger, but Zip seemed not to notice.
“Does that turn you on?” Zip asked.
Lara was seething with rage, but forced herself to nod.
“Guess what. Now I’ll be able to film you for real, and upload it to the internet. Would you like that?” Zip asked.
Lara would not and could not agree to that. She shook her head vigorously, indicating No!
“Don’t worry, I’ll add in just enough digital distortion so that it looks fake: only you and I will know that it’s the real deal – and everyone online with think that I’m a DeepFaking God!” Zip said.
The idea was obviously turning Zip on, because he started thrusting into her ass faster and faster. She felt him try to slow down a moment later, but it was too late: he grunted and spurted his cum into her ass. Zip leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek.
“I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did.” Zip said.
Lara felt completely degraded and humiliated. She thought of Zip as a friend. How could he turn on her like this? Zip stood up and joined Alistair, who had dressed himself and was watching from the side. Lara noticed, with dismay, that he had started filming her shameful performance on his phone.
Lara felt a powerful pair of hands grab hold of her tiny waist and lift her effortlessly into the air. Lara turned her head and saw the giant, hulking figure of Bogwyn spin her around and lay her back onto the rug. Bogwyn was an ugly ogre of a man, his thick limbs and torso covered in a simian pelt of dark body hair. Lara would not, in a million years, have guess that she would one day be fucking him. Her gaze travelled down between his legs, and then she froze in shock. Standing proud from underneath Bogwyn’s hairy beer gut was the largest, ugliest cock Lara had ever seen. It was about 9 inches long and 2.25 inches wide, with a swollen, uncircumcised head and a veiny, upwardly curved shaft. Lara looked on fearfully, as Bowden started applying lubricant to his cock.
Lara shook her head pleadingly at Bogwyn. He knew what she was thinking; he’d heard it before from dozens of prostitutes: that thing won’t fit in this hole!   Chuckling to himself, Bogwyn knelt down between Lara’s gorgeous legs and pressed the blunt head of his cock against her sloppy cunt. Lara grunted into the ball gag, as Bogwyn pushed forward, stretching her abused pussy open around his massive girth. He felt her legs wrap around his waist, as her cunt expanded around his cock. Bogwyn smiled and thrust into her warm depths.
Lara moaned into the gag and unconsciously wrapped her sexy legs around Bogwyn’s waist. She felt Bogwyn’s massive cock pushing deep inside her. Her gaping pussy offered only minor resistance, her abused muscles too loose to do anything other than stretch wider to accommodate the enormous cock invading it. Bogwyn reached down and grabbed two handfuls of her breasts in his massive hands. Lara grimaced in discomfort, as Bogwyn painfully molested her large breasts, compressing and kneading them like a pair of giant stress balls.
Lara grabbed hold of Bogwyn’s thick wrists, trying vainly to stop his painful groping of her breasts. Then she arched her back, as she felt his enormous cock slam against her cervix. Bogwyn had managed to cram 7 inches of his enormous 9 inch cock inside Lara’s stretched cunt. Bogwyn pulled out and then slammed in again, causing Lara to moan through her gag. She turned her head to the side and was dimly aware of Alistair continuing to film her abuse on his phone. Bogwyn slammed into her again, and Lara shuddered and grunted in the gag.
Lara lost all track of time: Bogwyn was relentless, pounding in and out of her stretched hole. Her loose pussy muscles could do little more than weakly grip his giant cock, as it squelched in and out of her stretched hole. Somewhere along the way, his curved cock glanced upwards off Lara’s cervix and pressed against the thin lining separating her vagina from her stomach. He pressed forward hard, causing Lara’s pussy to distend outwards. Bogwyn forced the final two inches of his cock into Lara’s stretched pussy, and Lara looked down in horror to see the thick outline of his cock bulging out from her flat stomach.
Bogwyn pulled out and then slammed forward again, causing Lara’s stomach to swell outwards with each thrust. Lara was appalled: the bulge in her stomach looked like something from the movie Aliens. She was even more disheartened when she saw Alistair lean in for a close-up, filming her humiliation for posterity. Bogwyn released his grip on her breasts, leaving thick red marks where his powerful fingers had been. He placed both hands on the ground, on either side of Lara’s head, and started pounding in and out of Lara’s cunt as fast and hard as he could.
Lara bucked and writhed under his enormous weight, grunting loudly with each deep thrust into her pussy. All she could do was wrap her arms around his thick, hairy back and brace herself against his powerful thrusts. She could feel herself getting close to orgasming.
Bogwyn smiled as he felt Lara’s beautiful body writhing underneath him.   She wrapped her arms around his back and hugged her body tightly against his hairy chest. She was shivering and moaning, and Bogwyn could tell she was close to cuming. Bogwyn was impressed by how loose Lara’s pussy had become – her stretched lips were barely gripping his cock at all now, offering virtually no resistance. The sight of his cock bulging out from her smooth, flat stomach had been incredible, though his view was now obstructed by Lara’s large breasts mashed against his chest. Time to finish, Bogwyn thought – I’ve still got gardening to do!
Lara came hard around Bogwyn’s massive cock. She clamped her eyes shut and screamed loudly through the red ball gag, arching her back and bucking her hips. Bogwyn slammed into her a few more times and then grunted and emptied his heavy balls inside her. Thick streams of cum spurted from his massive cock and drenched the inside of Lara’s cunt. Incredibly, Lara felt her stretched pussy start to clench around his cock, as if trying to milk more cum from it. Bogwyn filled her sloppy cunt with load after load of warm, sticky cum. There was so much that some of it started to trickle out of her pussy and down the insides of her thighs.
As the spasms of her orgasm subsided, Lara heard clapping and opened her eyes. To her dismay, she saw Zip, Sarah and Natla all standing around her, smiling and applauding – they had all witnessed her humiliating orgasm, and Alistair had filmed it.
“Hey Alistair, can I get a copy of that footage?” Zip asked.
“Be my guest.” Alistair answered, handing him the phone.
Zip turned to Natla. “Do you mind if I upload this to the internet? I’ll make sure to alter it just enough so that it looks fake.” Zip said.
“That’s a wonderful idea.” Natla answered. “I look forward to seeing it.”
Bogwyn pulled out of Lara’s stretched pussy with a disgusting squelching sound and started getting dressed. Zip was already walking off up the stairs, and Alistair was walking back towards the library. That just left Natla, Sarah and Lara.
Sarah knelt down next to Lara and undid the ball gag, removing it from Lara’s mouth. Lara rubbed her jaw and closed her mouth.
“Natla has given me a full itinerary for you. This is going to be so much fun!” Sarah said.
“Sarah…” Lara started.
Natla interrupted her. “Lara, you are to refer to all people in this house as either Master or Mistress. So, what would you like to ask Mistress Sarah?” Natla corrected her.
“Mistress Sarah – I need to go and talk to Winston – to try and convince him to stay.” Lara said.
“I’d don’t know, Lara. He seemed pretty intent on leaving.” Sarah said dubiously.
“Please, Mistress Sarah. Please let me try!” Lara pleaded.
Sarah looked to Natla. “What do you think?” Sarah asked.
“I’ll leave it up to you. You’re going to be making decisions for Lara while I’m away, so you might as well start now.” Natla said.
Sarah thought about it. “Alright Lara, I’ll allow it, but come straight to your bedroom once you’re done.” Sarah said.
Lara thanked her and rushed towards Winston’s room, her leash trailing through the air behind her. When she entered the room, she saw Winston packing a neatly folded pile of clothes into a large suitcase. He looked up at her, and then looked away in disgust. The revulsion and disappointment on Winston’s face hurt Lara worse than anything she had endured up to this point.
“Lady Croft, would you at least cover yourself!” Winston stormed. “Your whorish behaviour is quite intolerable!”
“Winston…” Lara started to say.
“I raised you to be a noble lady, a woman of quality, but now I see that you’re no better than a common whore!” Winston said angrily.
“Winston, I’m being blackmailed!” Lara blurted out.
“What?” Winston asked.
“Natla found out that I was born out of wedlock.” Lara said.
“But… your father told me he destroyed all of the original marriage certificates – he wanted to make sure that you could inherit his estate, instead of his brother.” Winston said.
“Well, Natla managed to find a copy. She’s blackmailing me into acting like this. She said if I don’t obey her and play along, she’ll give the marriage certificate to Uncle Errol and I’ll lose everything.” Lara said.
“So, what can we do to stop her?” Winston asked.
“I need you to find out where Natla’s copy of the marriage certificate came from. That means visiting the Oxfordshire Chapel where my parents were married, the Oxfordshire Registry Office and the General Registry Office in London.” Lara said.
“I’ll leave immediately.” Winston said.
“No, wait a few days. If you go now, it’ll just arouse suspicion. If Natla discovers you’re helping me, she’ll give the marriage certificate to Uncle Errol.” Lara said.
“Very well, is there anything else I can do to help?” Winston asked.
“Have a quiet word to Zip, and explain the situation. We’re going to need his help.” Lara said.
“What about Alistair?” Winston asked.
“No, Natla’s already got her hooks into him and the same goes for Sarah. As for Bogwyn, what would be the point? No one can understand a word he says anyway.” Lara said.
Winston remained silent for a moment, and then spoke. “Lara, I meant what I said earlier. You’re like a daughter to me. I can’t… I won’t perform lewd acts with you.”
Lara smiled. “I’ll talk to Sarah and try to convince her not to involve you in my… sexual activities.” Lara said.
Winston nodded. “Good luck, Lara. Stay strong.” Winston said.
Lara put on a brave face and walked out of his room and down the hallway towards her master bedroom. She entered to find several large boxes sitting on the bed. She heard sounds coming from her walk-in closet and found Sarah inside, rifling through her clothes and other possessions. Sarah was wearing a pair of Lara’s diamond earrings, and pearl necklace that had belonged to her mother.
“You’ve got a lot of nice stuff in here, Lara. It’s a shame you’re not my size.” Sarah said, examining a pair of expensive black Sait Laurent high heels.
“Thank you Mistress.” Lara answered trying to mask her anger at the younger woman taking such liberties with her personal possessions.
“How’d you go with Winston?” Sarah asked, putting down the heels and opening another drawer.
“He agreed to stay, on the condition that he is not involved in any sexual acts with me.” Lara answered.
Sarah frowned.
“Please Mistress?” Lara asked, pleadingly.
Sarah sighed and smiled. “I suppose.” She said magnanimously. “Besides, fucking you would probably kill him.”
“Yes Mistress.” Lara answered, relieved that Sarah would let Winston stay.
“You can take the collar off now.” Sarah said.
Lara reached up and removed her thick SLAVE collar, placing it on the bed.
“As your Mistress, I’ll be moving in here with you. I need you to move all of your shoes and clothes into one of the empty guest bedrooms. Leave the handbags and jewellery – I’ll be using those.” Sarah said.
Lara bristled at the way Sarah was taking over her possessions, as if they belonged to her.
“Once you’ve finished, I want you to unpack these boxes. They’re a present from Jacqueline - your new wardrobe.” Sarah Said. “Also, I’ll need your credit card.”
“It’s gone. Mistress Natla threw my handbag out of her car window on the drive here.” Lara said.
“You’re not telling me that you only have one credit card?” Sarah said.
“I have a second one, but I don’t use it for day to day purchases.” Lara said.
“That’s fine. Go and get it.” Sarah said.
“Yes Mistress.” Lara answered.
Lara walked over to her bedside table and took out a Black Platinum VISA Card, handing it to Sarah.
“Wow! I’ve heard about these black platinum cards. What the limit on one of these?” Sarah asked.
“100,000 pounds.” Lara answered miserably.
“Cool!” Sarah said, he eyes shining with excitement. Sarah pulled out a pen and paper from her pocket and handed them to Lara.
“Write down the PIN number for me.” Sarah instructed.
“But… Mistress.” Lara started to argue.
“Lara, Natla wants me to be your full time Mistress. I can’t do that while dressed like a maid, now can I?” Sarah asked.
“No Mistress.” Lara answered miserably.
“Good. I’ll be in the library with the others. Natla gave me some confidentiality agreements she wants us all to sign – so that no one can talk about anything that happens here without her consent. Call me on the intercom when you’re finished.” Sarah said.
Still naked, Lara set to work moving her clothes out of her bedroom. She was disturbed by how enthusiastically Sarah was participating in her slavery. It took Lara almost 2 hours to move all of her clothes out of her walk-in robe. It looked so empty now, except for her expensive jewellery and designer handbags. When she was finished, she moved to the boxes on the bed.
The first box contained 12 black sport’s bras and 12 matching black sport’s G-strings. The second box contained 12 low-cut black push-up bras and 12 matching black G-strings. The third box contained 2 pairs of 5” high black heels. The last box contained what could only be described as 12 slutty cosplay maid’s uniforms: each one consisted of a short black mini-dress with lacy black frilling around the bottom edge, shoulder straps and bust line. Each dress came with a large, frilly white apron, meant to be tied around the waist.
Lara stared unhappily at the drab, monochrome clothing and then started transferring them into her bare wardrobe. When she finished, she walked into the bathroom and activated the intercom.
“Mistress Sarah, I’ve finished moving my clothes and unpacking the boxes.” Lara said.
“Get into the shower. I’ll be with you in a minute.” Sarah’s voice answered through the intercom speaker.
Lara turned on the shower tap and waited for the water to heat up, before stepping inside. She stepped under the flowing water and breathed a sigh of relief. Slowly, gingerly, she started washing her abused body, using her coconut scented body wash to remove the dried cum and lubricant from her thighs, pussy and ass. The bathroom started to steam up, and Lara dipped her head under the gushing shower head, enjoying the sensation of hot water cascading down her naked body.
Sarah quietly entered the bathroom and disrobed. It felt like a lifetime since this morning, when Lara had told her off for forgetting to replace the towels; and now she was about to make love to the most beautiful woman in the world! It was surreal. Sarah had dreamed of this moment, ever since coming to work at Croft Manor 6 months earlier. She’d spent countless nights masturbating to fantasies of Lady Croft sexily dominating her, pushing her down onto her king-sized bed and ravishing her relentlessly
Sarah would never have guessed in a million years that Lady Croft was actually a submissive bisexual. Sarah was a shy girl: she only realised that she was a lesbian 6 months earlier, but hadn’t had the confidence to come out to anyone yet. She’d dropped lots of subtle hints to Lara, hoping that she might feel the same, but that had gotten her nowhere. Then today, she finds out from Lara’s friend Jacqueline that Lara’s a secret submissive and wants Sarah to be her dominant Mistress.
A week ago, Sarah would have been embarrassed by the idea of being a dominant lesbian, but seeing Lara bravely embrace her slave fetish had filled Sarah with a confidence she didn’t realise she possessed. Moving quietly, Sarah stepped into the shower and pressed her slim, naked body against Lara’s wet, naked back.   Then she leaned forward and tenderly kissed the side of Lara’s neck, while running her hands over Lara’s hips and stomach.
This morning, Sarah would have been embarrassed by her thin teenaged body, feeling completely inadequate next to the feminine perfection of Lara’s gorgeous curves; but now she felt empowered.
“Turn around.” Sarah whispered seductively into Lara’s ear.
The beautiful tomb raider turned and waited. Lara was 2 inches taller than Sarah, standing at around 5’10” tall, so Sarah had to tilt her head up to kiss Lara. She thrust out tongue, licking along Lara’s red, bee stung lips, before sliding her tongue between them, exploring Lara’s mouth. Sarah pressed Lara back against the shower wall, mashing Lara’s large breasts between their wet, naked bodies. Sarah kissed her long and passionately, before walking a trail of kisses down Lara’s breasts and stomach. She reached Lara’s clitoris and began licking soft, tender circles over and around it.
Lara moaned, and Sarah flushed with pride at being able to give pleasure to her beautiful lover. Sarah continued to lick and tease Lara’s clit for several minutes, until her juices were flowing freely. Then she reached up with her right hand and pushed her fingers against Lara’s gaping pussy. Sarah watched in awe, as Lara’s red pussy lips expanded around her fingers, swallowing her tiny hand without resistance. Lara moaned again, and Sarah started opening and closing her fingers inside Lara’s cunt, whilst continuing to lick her clit.
Sarah was surprised that someone as well-bred and sophisticated as Lara could be into fisting, but Natla had told her that it was one of Lara’s favourite kinks, and that she should indulge her every night.
Lara shivered with shame as she heard an involuntary moan escape her lips. She could feel Sarah’s hand deep inside her – her delicate fingers wiggling and rubbing against her sensitive pussy walls. She was going to cum, she realised. She tried to convince herself that it wasn’t her fault, but a darker part of her mind told her that she secretly enjoyed being fisted and stretched. She tried to hold on, but soon her legs began to tremble, and a moment later she cried out in ecstasy.
Sarah felt Lara’s pussy spasm and convulse, squeezing her hand as she came. She kept licking Lara’s clit until Lara’s orgasm finally subsided. Then she pulled her slippery hand out of Lara’s stretched cunt and stood up, kissing Lara on the lips, before wiping her slimy hand over Lara’s beautiful face.
“My turn!” Sarah said excitedly, placing her hands on Lara’s shoulders and pushing her down to her knees.
Lara blushed, as she placed her hands on Sarah’s creamy thighs and started licking her shaved pussy. Sarah’s young pussy was smooth and tight – just like mine used to be, Lara thought bitterly. Sarah grabbed hold of the back of her head, pulling Lara’s face tighter against her crotch. Lara flicked her tongue back and forth over Sarah’s sensitive clit, while creating a vacuum effect with her lips and mouth. Sarah moaned and Lara could taste her juices starting to flow freely. Lara increased the speed and force of her licking, which caused Sarah to grind her crotch forward into Lara’s mouth.
Sarah moaned in ecstasy, as her sexy goddess licked and sucked on her clitoris. She had never felt so happy, or so loved. Grabbing hold of Lara’s glorious hair, Sarah slowly pressed her soaked pussy into Lara’s beautiful face, revelling in the intoxicating sensation of her sophisticated boss eating her out. She wanted this moment to last forever.
Sarah’s breathing became ragged, and Lara felt the hands gripping her long hair start to tremble. A minute later Sarah came, filling Lara’s mouth with her sweet juices. Lara swallowed and continued to lick and suck until Sarah finally pushed her away.
“Enough!” Sarah said, blushing with exertion. “That was amazing.”
Almost tenderly, Sarah helped Lara finish washing herself, even helping to dry her hair. Then she handed Lara a jar of pills and a tube of ointment cream.
“What are these?” Lara asked.
“Natla gave them to me. The pills are a new kind of birth control that’ll stop your periods and prevent any unwanted pregnancies. You need to take one every morning when you get up. The cream is experimental and is designed to increase skin and muscle elasticity. She said to rub it onto your pussy and asshole every morning and night. Otherwise, with your new gaped look will probably be permanent.” Sarah said.
“Thank you, Mistress.” Lara said, smearing the contents of the tube onto her sore pussy and ass.
Sarah guided Lara into bed, where the two naked women spooned each other, with Lara in front. Lara didn’t feel like sleeping, but as soon as her head touched the pillow, she was sound asleep.
Lara’s alarm went off at 7am the following morning. Sarah was already awake and dressed in one of Lara’s expensive cotton bathrobes.
“Rise and shine, sleepy head.” Sarah said.
Lara awoke groggily. She’d had the most terrible nightmare. Then she looked down and saw that she was naked; she looked across to her closet and saw the empty racks and shelves, and realised that she wasn’t dreaming. This nightmare was real.
“I’ll be out shopping today for my new wardrobe, but I’ve written down a detailed itinerary that I expect you to follow to the letter. Is that understood?” Sarah said.
“Yes Mistress.” Lara answered
“Winston will be driving me to London, but we should be back early in the afternoon. Do your best until we return.” Sarah said.
Sarah left the room, and Lara stood up and got out of bed. She picked up the folded piece of paper Sarah had left on her dresser and read the contents:
Lara Croft Daily Schedule:
7:00am to 7:30am – Wake up. Take birth control pill and apply elasticity cream. Dress in sports bra and sports G-string.
7:30am to 8:45am – Exercise.
8:45am to 9:30am – Eat Breakfast. Shower. Stay naked and apply lubricant to your pussy and ass.
9:30am to 12:00pm – Find Master Zip, Master Alistair and Master Bogwyn and perform whatever sexual acts they request.
12:00pm to 12:45pm – Shower and dress in maid’s costume, black underwear and heels. Eat Lunch.
12:45pm to 7:45pm – Assist Master Winston in cleaning the house. Answer all calls at the door. If it’s someone you know, it’s up to you to come up with a cover story (tell them you lost a bet or something).
7:45pm to 8:30pm – Eat Dinner.
8:30pm to 9:30pm – Find Mistress Sarah and perform whatever sexual acts she requests.
9:30pm to 10:00pm – Shower and get ready for bed. Apply elasticity cream.
10:00pm – Lights out.
Lara stared incredulously at her new daily routine. She hadn’t been micromanaged like this since she’d attended boarding school as a pre-teen! Walking to the bathroom, Lara rinsed off her face and swallowed one of the birth control pills with a glass of water, before smearing elasticity cream onto her holes. Lara was pleased to see that her pussy lips had closed again, though they still didn’t feel as tight as before.
Lara walked to the closet and dressed in a black sports bra and G-string, before walking barefoot downstairs her gym. Lara worked out hard – a punishing regimen of burpees, pull-ups, push-ups, squats and crunches. She was sweating freely when she finished, her scantily-clad body covered in a light sheen of perspiration. She would have preferred to shower immediately afterwards, but her schedule insisted that she have breakfast first, so she walked down the corridor to the kitchen.
Zip and Alistair were still asleep – not normally waking up until after 9am, but Bogwyn was there, wolfing down a large breakfast of bacon, eggs and sausages that Winston had made him before he left.
“Good morning, Bogwyn.” Lara said, surprised that she still felt embarrassment at being around him in her underwear, despite everything that she had gone through the day before.
The hulking, heavily beared gardener said something unintelligible in his thick Welsh accent, and Lara forced a smile and nodded back at him. Bogwyn laughed and returned to his meal.
Bogwyn looked up and saw Lara sheened in sweated, wearing only her black bra and panties. He smiled under his beard.
“Good morning, Bogwyn.” She said politely, blushing slightly.
“Morning, whore. Looking forward to taking more of my cock?” Bogwyn asked.
Lara smiled and nodded, and Bogwyn laughed, knowing that she hadn’t understood a word he’d said. He returned to his meal, while Lara poured herself a small bowl of cereal. They ate in silence and then Lara rinsed her bowl in the sink. Bogwyn watched her as she walked out of the kitchen, admiring the way her sweat-drenched black G-string bisected the firm round globes of her sexy ass.
Lara walked upstairs and showered, washing the sweat from her body. Once she was dry, she liberally applied lubricant to her pussy and ass, neither of which offered much resistance to the intrusion of her fingers. Then she went to find Zip.
Lara knocked on Zip’s door and waited while he unlocked it. He was still groggy from sleep, but smiled as he ogled her naked body.
“Good morning, Master Zip.” Lara said, blushing with embarrassment.
Zip smiled. “Good morning, Lara. Come in and lock the door.” He said.
Lara followed him inside and then locked the door behind her.
The smile left Zip’s face. “Winston told me about the blackmail.” Zip said.
Lara breathed a sigh of relief.
“Is there anything I can do to help?” He asked her.
“I need you to hack into Natla’s computer network and find out where she’s keeping my parent’s marriage certificate.” Lara said.
Zip raised his eyebrows and whistled. “That isn’t going to be easy, Lara. She has some of the best encryption in the world.” Zip said.
“Then it’s a good thing I have a genius like you working for me, isn’t it?” Lara said.
Zip looked thoughtful for a moment and then said, “I suppose this means I won’t be uploading that video of you fucking Bogwyn?” Zip said.
Lara frowned, hating the necessity of what she was about to say. “Actually, I need you to go through with that. If you don’t, Natla will know that something is wrong.” Lara said.
Zip’s face lit up with excitement. Irritated, Lara reached forward and grabbed him by the balls, digging in her nails. Zip yelped in pain and tried to pull away, but Lara twisted her grip, driving him down to his knees. “But you’d better make damn sure it looks fake!” Lara said threateningly.
“I swear, I swear!” Zip said in agony, until Lara finally released her grip.
Zip collapsed on the floor, panting in relief.
Lara stayed silent for a few moments. I can’t believe I’m about to say this, she thought, feeling her face start to go red with embarrassment. Taking a deep breath, she uttered the most humiliating sentence of her life: “So Zip… which hole would you like to fuck?” Lara asked.
Zip’s mouth almost hit the floor. “Say what?” He asked, not quite believing his luck.
“Look,” Lara said, blushing bright red with embarrassment. “Sarah has given me instructions to fuck you, Alistair and Bogwyn today. If I don’t do it and she finds out, she’ll tell Natla and I’ll be ruined. So, which hole, Zip – I don’t have all day!” Lara said, trying to sound more confident than she felt.
“Master Zip.” Zip corrected her, seeing how far he could push her.
“What?” Lara asked tersely.
“You said it yourself.” Zip explained. “You can’t afford for anyone to find out I’m helping you. Sarah ordered you to call all of us Master. Suppose she or Alistair was to come along and hear you not do it, or suppose, out of habit, you forget. Better to play it safe and stay in character.”
Zip held his breath as Lara mulled it over. She frowned. “I suppose that makes sense.” Lara said.
“So?” Zip prompted, trying to hide his joy.
Lara sighed. “Which hole would you like to fuck, Master Zip?” she asked, curtseying theatrically.
Zip grinned. “I think I’ll have another crack at that fat ass of yours.” He said.
Lara gave him a sour look.
“It’s a compliment, I swear.” Zip reassured her.
Looking unconvinced, Lara knelt down on all fours and presented her tight asshole to him. “It’s already lubricated.” Lara said, looking over her shoulder.
Zip kicked off his pants and knelt down behind her, trying his best not to look too pleased about the situation, but secretly loving it!
His cock was already hard, and without hesitation, he pressed the head against Lara’s puckered anus.
“Damn!” he said, as her ass stretched open around his cock, swallowing his entire shaft without resistance.
Lara grunted, more from surprise than discomfort, as Zip’s cock penetrated deep inside her ass. Lara was amazed by how easily her anus stretched open around his cock – she supposed it was due to a combination of the elasticity cream, the lubricant and the ass-fucking she’d received the day before. She felt Zip grab hold of her hips and start pumping his cock in and out of her lubricated rear. Soon, his balls were slapping against her cunt, as he bottomed out with each thrust inside.
“I’m getting close.” She heard him say.
Lara rolled her eyes. Just come already, she thought.
Zip grunted and shot his load into her ass. He kept pumping in and out of her for almost half a minute, milking every last drop of cum into her bowels. When he was done, he pulled out with a pop, leaving a thin trail of cum leaking out of her glistening anus. Lara stood up, trying to look as dignified as she could in the circumstances.
“I’ll see you same time tomorrow.” Lara said, trying to sound businesslike and composed. “Let me know how you go, getting into Natla’s computer network.”
“Will do.” Zip said, as Lara walked out the door.
Lara’s next stop was Alistair, who was busily reading through a pile of books in the library. He smiled as Lara entered.
“There’s my little slave girl. Is it sex time again already?” Alistair asked smugly.
“It is, Master Alistair.” Lara answered, forcing herself to smile. “How would you like me today?”
“Has anyone fucked your ass yet today?” Alistair asked.
“Master Zip has.” Lara answered.
Alistair frowned. “I’m not really interested in sloppy seconds – and your pussy is so huge, I probably wouldn’t feel anything – so I guess I’ll settle for a blowjob.” Alistair said.
Lara blushed at his degrading words, but knelt down obediently and waited for him to take off his pants.
Alistair smiled, as he grabbed hold of his cock and smacked it against Lara’s pretty face, causing her to flinch away. He slapped it against her lips several more times and then pushed it into her mouth at an angle, causing Lara’s right cheek to bulge outwards. He pulled his cock out with a pop, and then pushed it back inside, roughly sliding it along Lara’s tongue and against the back of her throat, causing her to gag. Alistair pulled out, and then thrust back in, grabbing hold of the back of Lara’s head with his left hand and forcing his cock down her throat.
He felt Lara gagging around his cock, unable to breath. She beat her fist against his leg, but he held her there for a few seconds longer, before finally pulling out. Lara coughed and gasped for air, a thick, drooping strand of saliva connecting her lips to the end of Alistair’s cock. Alistair rubbed his wet cock all over Lara’s face, loving the humiliated look she gave him.
“Lick it.” Alistair commanded, enjoying every second of Lara’s debasement.
Lara obediently licked along the left side of his cock, all the way to the tip, before repeating the procedure on the right side. Alistair groaned, as she twirled her tongue around the tip, before sliding it inside her mouth and bobbing her head up and down on his shaft. They briefly made eye contact, and the look of utter humiliation on Lara’s beautiful face was exquisite. He could feel he was about to cum.
Lara licked and tickled the tip of Alistair’s cock with her tongue, while massaging the thick shaft with her lips. She felt so humiliated and degraded, down on her knees, sucking cock like a cheap whore. Alistair’s breathing started to quicken, and she knew he was close to cuming. To her surprise, he pulled out and yanked her head back by the hair.
“Suck my balls!” Alistair commanded coarsely.
Lara wrinkled her nose in disgust, but complied and gingerly wrapped her lips around Alistair’s hairy ball sack. While she licked and sucked his balls, Alistair grabbed hold of his cock and started vigorously masturbating over her face, his hand a blur. He did this for another minute, before pulling away. Lara flinched as the first stream of cum erupted from his cock and spurted across her right cheek and eyebrow. The second and third spurts splattered against her nose and forehead, while the forth almost missed the mark entirely, landing mostly in her hair. Alistair groaned and dribbled the last few drops of cum over her lips and chin.
Lara shivered with disgust, as she wiped a glob of warm, sticky cum out of her eye. She had never felt to dirty and gross in all her life.
“Did you enjoy that?” Alistair asked, breathing heavily and rubbing his slimy cock all over her face, glazing Lara’s beautiful features in gooey cum.
“Yes, Master Alistair.” Lara said, forcing the humiliating words out of her mouth.
Alistair returned to work, and Lara walked upstairs to her bathroom to wash the cum from her face. Then she went to find Bogwyn. She had been dreading this moment all day – Bogwyn always worked outdoors, and she was forbidden to wear any clothes until later in the day. Lara opened the back door of the Manor House and looked around to check that the coast was clear. Then she ran, bare foot and naked, across the rear driveway to Bogwyn’s large tool shed. She opened the door and rushed inside, but he wasn’t there. Looking out a window, Lara’s heart sank when she Bogwyn outside, servicing his tractor.
Lara stuck her head out the back door of the shed. “Bogwyn!” she called out.
He ignored her.
“Bogwyn!” She shouted louder.
This time, Bogwyn looked up. Lara gestured for him to come to the shed, but he shook his head and motioned for her to come to him. Lara glanced fearfully towards the neighbouring fields to make sure no-one was looking, and then gingerly exited the back of the shed. Almost immediately, Lara’s bare feet sank ankle deep into the sucking mud behind the shed. Lara never had any reason to come out here, and so had no idea the mud patch was there.
She made it a few more steps and then lost her footing and fell forward, falling face first into the mud. Lara wiped the sludge from her dirty face, the entire front of her body now caked in a thick layer of wet, stinking mud. She tried to stand, but her legs sunk into the mud up to her knees and she was unable to move them.
Bogwyn looked over at her, but made no move to come and help. Grunting in frustration, Lara leaned forward and began to crawl on her hands and knees across the muddy ground. It took her a couple of minutes to cross the 20 metres to where Bogwyn was standing, and by the time she did, every inch of her naked skin was coated in a thick layer of dark sludge.
Bogwyn smiled and stopped what he was doing. Lara looked so cute – like a muddy goddess. Her large breasts were completely coated, and mud was smudged across her face, stomach and back. Her long hair was a dirty, matted mess, and even more mud caked her legs and arms, where they had sunk below the surface. Only Lara’s eyes were still visibly human underneath the filthy muck covering her body. Bogwyn had always had a secret fetish for mud porn, ever since he had gone to a strip club and witness topless mud wrestling. Now, he would get to make his dream a reality.
Bogwyn started to strip out of his clothes. As his underpants came off, Lara was again forced to marvel at the incredible size of his curved cock – 9 inches long and 2.25 inches wide. He stepped forward into the mud, sinking down to his knees, but unlike Lara, he had no trouble wading forward through it. To her surprise though, he moved past her, towards the centre of the mud patch, and started rolling around in the mud, coating his gigantic 6’10” body. When he stood back up, what emerged looked like some kind of mythical mud-monster from Lord of the Rings.
Lara recoiled in disgust, as Bogwyn sloshed around behind her and grabbed hold of hips, before lifting her up onto all fours. Almost immediately, Lara’s arms and legs started sinking down into the wet mud. Bogwyn moved in between her legs and pressed his muddy cock against her cunt. Lara grunted as he pressed forward, stretching her pussy lips open around his massive, mud-stained shaft. He drove his filthy cock into her, feeding inch after inch deep into her stretched hole. He bottom out against her cervix and then started rocking his hips back and forth, causing Lara to grunt like an animal with each thrust.
His pounding caused Lara to sink deeper into the muck, her legs and arms now entirely submerged and her large breasts resting against the wet surface of the mud. Bogwyn pressed downwards on her hips, forcing Lara’s buttocks to submerge beneath the surface of the mud. Then she felt Bogwyn pull all the way out of her, before pressing forward, forcing more cold, sticky mud up inside her pussy. Lara shivered at the disgusting sensation of thick mud sloshing around inside her.
Bogwyn loved the feeling of thick mud oozing around his cock, deep inside Lara’s cunt. He grabbed hold of Lara’s mud-caked hips and pulled her backwards onto his cock, trying to cram more of it inside her. Sitting backwards, with his lower body entirely submerged in mud, he lifted her on top of him, reverse-cowgirl style, and then pulled her down and back. The change of angle allowed his thick cock slide around Lara’s cervix and press out against her stomach. Soon, Lara’s flat, mud-covered belly started to distend outwards, as he crammed his full 9 inches inside her. Bogwyn used his enormous strength to lift her up by the waist and then slam her back down on his cock. His breathing grew heavier, as he came closes and closer to cuming.
Lara felt like nothing more than a muddy cock-sleeve, being used to masturbate Bagwyn’s huge penis. The horror of seeing his cock bulging out from her flat stomach was replaced by a different kind of horror and shame – she could feel herself building to orgasm. Lara tried to convince herself that it wasn’t her fault, but her subconscious whispered that she was nothing more than a filthy whore who liked being fucked like a dirty, mud-covered animal. Lara shivered and came, her scream of ecstasy embarrassingly loud and long. Bogwyn shot his own load a moment later, and Lara felt warm spurts of cum mixing with the cold mud coating her insides
Bogwyn got up and grabbed hold of Lara’s tiny waist, pulling her out of the mud with a loud sucking sound, before carrying her effortlessly back to the shed. Bogwyn said something in his Welsh accent and then gestured towards a hose resting on the concrete path next to the shed. Well, I suppose I can’t go back into the house looking like this, Lara thought. Lara nodded and got up to use the hose, but that wasn’t what Bogwyn had in mind.
Bogwyn picked up the hose and turned it on. A jet of water erupted from the nozzle, washing the mud from Lara’s skin in thick, ugly chunks. Lara squirmed as the cold was sprayed against her breasts and face. She grimaced as the powerful stream of water scoured her back and thighs, and drenched her hair. Bogwyn hosed her down for several minutes, until almost all of the mud had been washed away and Lara’s white skin was visible again. Then Bogwyn moved forward and wrapped a thick arm around Lara’s waist, holding her securely in place while he pushed the end of the gushing hose straight inside her gaping cunt.
Lara’s mouth formed a perfect O as the jet of water painfully rinsed her insides, causing a stream of muddy water to erupt from around the hose nozzle and pour down between her thighs. After 30 seconds, he switched holes and shoved it up her ass, giving Lara the first enema of her young life. Lara’s ass was much tighter than her pussy, and formed a momentary seal around the nozzle of the hose. Lara groaned as she felt her bowels start to fill with water and looked down in alarm to see her lower stomach swelling outwards like she was several months pregnant. Bogwyn cruelly held her in that position for another 10 seconds, before withdrawing the hose from her ass. Lara’s stomach deflated, as excess water gushed from her ass and drained out onto the concrete.
Bogwyn said something unintelligible and started hosing himself off. Lara stood up on unsteady feet and walked slowly back towards the manor house. Lara went upstairs and showered, and then started to dress: first, she put on the low-cut black push-up bra and matching thong panties; then she picked up one of the black maid’s dresses and lifted it up over her head. The dress had a very low-cut bust that only came up an inch above her nipples, putting most of her cleavage on display. She reached behind her and zipped up the back of the dress, looking at herself in the full-length dress mirror. The dress had a tightly tapered waist that was accentuated by the white, fluffy apron that she tied around her back. The dress flared outwards over her hips, before stopping a couple of inches below her ass; it was so short that any time she bent over, she would be flashing her G-string clad buttocks at anyone standing nearby. Last to go on were the 5” heels, which accentuated and drew even more attention to Lara’s long sexy legs.
Ready for her next assignment, Lara went downstairs for lunch. She didn’t feel much like eating, forced down a small sandwich to keep her strength up. Just after 1:00pm, the front doorbell rang. Lara’s heart beat faster as she walked to the front door. What if it was someone she knew? What if it was one of her friends? Lara was almost relieved when she opened the door to find Jacqueline Natla standing on the other side.
Natla smiled as she saw Lara’s tiny French maid’s outfit.
“Lara, you look so adorable in your new clothes.” Natla said.
“Thank you, Mistress.” Lara forced herself to answer.
“Give me a twirl.” Natla commanded.
Natla watched with amusement as the proud woman in front of her blushed and twirled around on the spot, causing the hem of her dress to swirl upwards and expose her revealing underwear.
“Lovely.” Natla said.
“Thank you, Mistress.” Lara answered. Then she noticed the 6 removalist men standing in the driveway next to three mid-sized box trucks. Lara blushed at their lecherous smiles – they had all just witnessed her wanton display.
“Take me to the vault.” Natla ordered, and Lara’s heart sank. She had been dreading this moment ever since her blackmail began, but was powerless to do anything about it. Lara led Natla and the moving men downstairs to the basement, where the Croft family vault was housed.
Natla ran her hand against the vault’s 12 inch thick steel door and smiled in triumph.
“Open it.” She said.
Lara hesitated for a moment, and then placed her hand upon the scanner and keyed in the password. There was a moment’s pause, and then the 4 inch thick steel bolts holding the door in place retracted, and the door swung outwards on powerful hydraulic pistons.
Natla turned to the moving men. “Pack it all up and deliver it to the Natla Technology building in London.”
“Yes mam.” One of the burly moving answered, before they pushed past Lara and got to work, loading Lara’s most prized possessions into their moving trucks.
Natla decided to rub things in by making Lara assist with the emptying of her vault, making her carry empty boxes in the from the trucks for the moving men to use. Lara tried to ignore the embarrassing, lustful stares of the moving men, and the humiliating way she flashed her G-string clad ass at them every time she bent over. The moving men kept whispering lewd comments about her, just out of earshot, and laughing behind her back each time she turned around. It was so degrading.
Over the next 4 hours, Lara’s precious vault was systematically emptied of its valuable contents – artefacts that had taken her father and her a lifetime to acquire. When it was finally empty, Lara felt completely crestfallen and defeated.
“You’ve gotten everything you wanted, Mistress.” Lara said miserably, as she stared into the empty vault. “Can’t you let me go now?” she pleaded.
Natla shook her head and smiled. “Oh my God: are you actually me asking for mercy?” Natla asked in mock disbelief.
Lara lowered her eyes in defeat and nodded, hating the power the Natla had over her.
“Get down on your knees and ask me nicely. Remember to say pretty please.” Natla said.
Lara blushed, but knelt down in front of Natla, raising her hands together as though she were praying. “Pretty please, will you let me go, Mistress?” Lara begged, the act of debasing herself in front of Natla stripping away yet more of her pride.
“Thanks Lara, that was priceless.” Natla said smugly, before walking past her, Lara the stairs. Lara gritted her teeth, fighting back tears of frustration, before dusting off her knees and following her. Having gotten what she wanted – the entire contents of Lara’s vault – Natla walked from Croft Manor without another word. Lara decided to take her mind off her predicament and went to check on Zip’s progress, but he hadn’t made any headway hacking into Natla’s computer network.
At 6:00pm, the front doorbell rang again. Lara answered it and saw that it was Sarah and Winston.
“Lara, you look so cute in your maid’s uniform.” Sarah said.
“Thank you, Mistress.” Lara answered miserably.
“Be a dear and take my shopping upstairs to the bedroom.” Sarah ordered.
“Yes, Mistress.” Lara answered, moving down the front steps to where Winston was waiting next to Lara’s silver Bentleigh sedan.
“Any progress?” Lara asked Winston softly.
Winston moved around the silver Bentleigh sedan and opened up the trunk. “I didn’t have a chance to sneak away. Sarah’s shopping was… extensive.” Winston said regretfully.
Lara looked into the large trunk of her Bentleigh sedan and saw that it was packed full of shopping bags filled with clothes. Then she looked around to the back windows of the sedan, and saw that the entire back seat was stacked to bursting with more shopping bags and shoe boxes. Lara felt sick as she read the labels: Versace, Ralph Lauren, Dior, Prada, Chanel, Hermes, Gucci, and Oscar De La Renta.
“Sarah only stopped shopping when your credit card was maxed out.” Winston said apologetically.
Lara’s jaw dropped is horror. Sarah had just spent 100,000 pounds of her money in a single day! Still reeling from Sarah’s extravagant shopping spree, Lara helped Winston carry the contents of the car inside. Once everything was upstairs, Sarah had Lara restock the walk-in robe with her lavish new clothes and shoes, while she tried on various outfits in the mirror, pairing them with Lara’s most expensive jewellery.
“Make sure you pay off the credit card.” Sarah said, not bothering to look at her.
“Yes Mistress.” Lara said, hiding her distress at the massive debts that Sarah had run up at her expense.
When she finished unpacking Sarah’s new wardrobe, the contrast between Sarah’s expensive clothes and Lara’s new austere attire couldn’t have been starker. Later that night, as she distractedly licked and tickled Sarah’s pussy to orgasm, Lara worried about what happen when Sarah was no longer satisfied with running up huge bills on her credit card, and demanded full access to her financial accounts.
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