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BDSM Raider	By : CrossroadsMk2 Category: +S through Z > Tomb Raider (all) > Tomb Raider (all) Views: 8676 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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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Lara entered the club to find the same busty blonde receptionist working at the front desk.
“Back again, I see!” The blonde woman said with a wink and a cheeky grin.
Lara blushed, suddenly feeling very self-conscious again.
“I, ah… have my STD test.” Lara said in a low voice, as if worried that someone would overhear her.
The blonde took it from her and handed her a locker key in return.
“Your mask and collar are waiting inside. I’ll tell Dante you’re here.” The blonde said with a wink.
Lara felt butterflies in her stomach at the mention of Dante’s name, and her heart soared when she realised that he must have left instructions to be notified immediately upon her return. Surely that proved that he was interested in her, she thought. Lara walked into the locker room to change, although stripping might have been a more accurate description. She shed all of her clothes and donned her half-face mask, made from shiny skin-tight black latex, and her thick slave collar, made from soft black leather, with a stainless-steel buckle at the back and a shiny steel O-ring at the front. Lara clipped her fob key onto the collar and locked her clothes inside the locker.
Lara passed by a mirror and saw her reflection. She felt her cheeks reddening under her mask, but she would have been lying if she said it was solely from her embarrassment at being naked. She could feel her heart racing and her skin tingling with excitement, at the thought of seeing Dante again. She was also secretly aroused by the thought of flaunting her naked body and being ogled by nameless men. The anonymity of the mask allowed her to indulge a previously unknown and forbidden exhibitionist streak, without worrying about her reputation.
With her cheeks blushing beneath her mask, and her skin tingling with excitement at her nakedness, she strode out into the bar. It was a Friday night and the bar was packed with people, both men and women. Many of them were engaged in various sex acts, but most seemed content to talk and drink, while fondling their chosen partners’ naked bodies. Lara took a seat and ordered herself a drink – this time a cocktail to calm her nerves. Once again, the bartender held the fob reader down on the bar, which forced Lara to lean across the bar to pay for her drink.
She could feel the eyes of several nearby men admiring her young athletic body, and her tight pussy and asshole, as she stepped up onto the lower rung of the bar stool and bent over the bar to touch her collar’s key fob to the reader. But this time, rather than shy away from it, she embraced her indecent display. She sensually arched her back and deliberately stuck out her buttocks, to draw even more attention to the feminine curves of her perfect body.
“Now that’s a view I’ll never get tired of seeing.” Dante said from behind her.
Lara’s heart skipped a beat at the sound of Dante’s commanding voice. She spun around and felt herself swoon under his intense gaze. Dante leaned in for a kiss and Lara felt her body unconsciously rise to meet him. Like everyone else in the bar, Dante was naked, and Lara could feel the hard lines of his muscles, as she pressed herself against him. She could also feel something long and hard poking her from between his legs, which filled her mind with erotic possibilities.
Dante broke-off their kiss and dragged her by the hand towards the entrance to the playrooms.
“What about my drink?” Lara asked dumbfounded, as she was unresistingly led across the bar.
“I’ll buy you another later.” Dante said, and his lascivious smile made the butterflies in Lara’s stomach start doing summersaults.
Dante led her through the door to the playrooms and down the corridor. Lara glanced though the doorways and witnessed brief scenes of orgies and BDSM sex, before she was ushered into the large storeroom at the end of the corridor. Dante pushed her up against the back of the closed door and pressed his mouth against hers. Lara instinctively parted her lips and allowed his tongue to explore the inside of her mouth, while his strong hands roamed over every inch of her naked body. When he pulled away, Lara was left gasping for more. Before she could speak, he pulled her over to a large X-shaped frame, covered in soft black leather.
Without speaking, Dante pushed her backwards against the X-frame. The frame was set back at a slight angle, so Lara found herself lying back against it, while Dante pulled her hands above her head and shackled her wrists to the upper arms of the X. He then did the same to her ankles, shackling them to the lower arms of the X, leaving her spreadeagled and completely at his mercy. Dante kissed her again, hungrily and passionately, like a wild animal, while his hands squeezed and groped her breasts. Lara loved how dominant and assertive she was, and his attention made her moan with desire.
Dante broke-off the vigorous French kiss, and then walked a line of kisses down Lara’s heaving chest and quivering stomach. Lara’s pussy was dripping wet and she was unconsciously grinding her hips in the air in anticipation. Under normal circumstances, she would have felt embarrassed by her unladylike behaviour, but she wanted him so badly that she didn’t care. Lara gave a heavenly sigh, as she felt Dante’s talented tongue going to work against her smoothly shaven pussy. His tongue made gently swirls around her clitoris and licked long wet lines up and down her pussy lips, while his hands roamed imperiously across her naked body.
Lara felt her face redden, and she bit her lower lip, as she felt a powerful orgasm approaching. Her hips started unconsciously humping and grinding against Dante’s mouth. Dante took this as a signal to start licking much faster and harder. Lara’s legs began to shake and her moans grew louder. She instinctively tried to squeeze her thighs together, but the bondage X-frame prevented her from closing her legs. Half a minute later, Lara screamed in wordless pleasure, as a mind-numbing orgasm washed over her. Her entire body trembled and then she went limp, hanging down from the X-frame by her wrists.
Dante rose to his feet, towering a head taller than her, and then leaned down to tenderly kiss her mouth. Lara tasted herself on his lips, and shivered with joy. Then she felt Dante’s hard cock pressing excitedly against her stomach, and her joy increased.
“Fuck me!” Lara whispered breathlessly.
“Ask me nicely.” Dante teased, as he rubbed the swollen tip of his cock up and down her wet pussy lips.
“Please, fuck me, Sir!” Lara said, getting turned-on by how submissive he made her behave.
“Ahhhhhhh!” Lara moaned, as she felt him slide inside her.
His cock felt perfect. It filled her completely. Dante fucked her with a slow rhythm, while his hands roamed across her body, teasing and squeezing all her sensitive places. Lara moaned, as one of his hands started rubbing her clitoris. Then she gasped, as his other hand roughly pinched her nipple, pulling it away from her body. She sighed, as he walked gentle kisses down her neck and shoulder, and then grunted, as he roughly slapped her ass. He kept alternating between pleasure and pain, never letting her body adapt or find a rhythm. He kept her mind guessing and on edge, constantly uncertain about what he would do next.
Dante leaned down and uncuffed Lara’s ankles, before wrapping her legs around his hips. Now his thrusts became more urgent and forceful. Lara squeezed his hard body between her athletic thighs and matched the rhythm of her hips to his. Dante kissed her breasts and sucked on her nipples, before returning his mouth to her lips. Lara lost herself in a ravenous French kiss. Dante’s animalistic grunts grew louder, as he approached is own orgasm. Lara submitted to him entirely. She wrapped her long legs tighter around his body, trying to squeeze him deeper inside her. She wanted to feel him cum inside her. She wanted to fold herself into him and become one with him.
Dante was a master of reading and manipulating women. He knew how to read their desires, and how to manipulate them into thinking that his desires were their own. Right now, Dante knew that was about to cum, and he wanted Lara to cum at the same time. He knew from experience that many women, especially young and inexperienced ones like Lara, formed intense emotional bonds from reciprocated sexual pleasure. While he continued to distract her with a passionate French kiss, Dante subtly returned his hand to Lara’s throbbing clit. When he judged that Lara’s moans had reached a crescendo, he gripped the X-frame on either side of Lara’s head and started pounding her pussy like a bass drum.
Lara broke-off their passionate kiss and buried her head against Dante’s broad shoulder. She could feel his magnificent thick cock sliding in and out of her. Then he gave a low, manly grunt, and she felt his warm cum spurting against the back of her pussy. Lara instinctively squeezed her legs tighter around his toned waist, trying to squeeze ever last drop of cum out of him. When he was finished, Dante collapsed against her. She could smell his expensive aftershave and feel his warm breath against her slender neck. She could feel his sweat mixing with her own, while the hard muscles of his chest swelled against her breasts with every breath. Lara closed her eyes dreamily, and smiled contentedly against his shoulder. Despite being on birth control, her mind began to wander as she imagined what their children would look like, and what they would name them…
“You were amazing.” Dante said, kissing her on the cheek.
Lara blushed, and silently cursed herself for behaving like a love-struck schoolgirl. Dante uncuffed her wrists and helped her down from the X-frame. Dante started walking towards the exit and Lara’s heart skipped a beat, as she felt an unaccustomed panic. He wasn’t going to just leave was he, now that they’d finished making love?
“Where are you going?” Lara blurted out, hating how desperate she sounded.
“I’m the manager. I need to walk the rooms and ensure that my guests’ needs are being met.” Dante said.
“What about me?” Lara asked, crestfallen.
“I was hoping you might accompany me.” Dante said, gesturing towards the door.
Lara’s pulse quickened and the butterflies returned to her stomach. Making love in a hidden storeroom was one thing, but openly flaunting herself inside the sex club was quite another thing entirely. She knew she should leave and never look back, but Dante was so handsome and charismatic, she couldn’t help but agree. Dante led her out into the corridor. He made a point of checking on each of the rooms. He seemed to know most of the people inside by name, and he made small talk with them while Lara watched from the doorway. It was only once they left the playroom area and were back out in the main bar that Dante started to include her in his conversations.
“This is my new Slut. Isn’t she just delicious?” Dante said, as he slid his hand possessively down the curve of her lower back.
Lara bristled at being referred to as a slut, but the way Dante said it, as if he owned her, made her feel incredibly aroused. It was all very confusing. The two married couples Dante was speaking to nodded in agreement, and complimented Lara on her young athletic body. Lara blushed, both at their compliments and at how everyone started referring to her as “Slut” when they spoke to her, as if that was her actual name. Lara asked Dante about it as soon as they were out of hearing.
“Slut is how submissives and slaves are referred to.” Dante explained.
Despite her arousal, Lara’s feminist tendencies surfaced and Dante saw her frown behind her black latex mask.
“It’s either that or I introduce you as Lara.” Dante continued.
“No, no! Slut is fine!” Lara replied hurriedly, looking around and hoping that none of the other bar patrons had overheard him using her real name.
They moved on to the next group of customers. Even though almost everyone in the room was naked, Lara still felt self-conscious about her own nudity, especially since she had recently had sex. Lara’s imagination ran wild. She kept her eyes downcast, imagining that anyone who saw her would be able to tell that she had recently been fucked. She imagined that she could feel Dante’s warm cum sloshing around inside her pussy, and she unconsciously squeezed her thighs together to prevent it from leaking out. Dante took her posture as a sign of submission, which in a way it was.
As they circled the room, Dante’s hands became more adventurous. He unashamedly squeezed her ass, while he spoke to two overweight businessmen; then he brazenly groped her breasts, while speaking with a female Dom, who was leading around a masked and harnessed man on the end of a leash; then Dante indecently slid a finger inside her pussy, while talking to a large group of swingers. Lara knew she should stop him, but she was lost in a fog of sexual excitement that was clouding her better judgement. After what seemed like an eternity of constant teasing, Lara felt herself on the verge of orgasming again.
Dante led her over to the bar and ordered them both a drink. Dante took a seat at the bar, but instead of offering Lara a seat, he commanded her to kneel at his feet. Lara looked around and saw that only the Doms were sitting at the bar. All of the submissives, easily recognisable by their collars, were kneeling beside their masters. Lara suddenly wondered why she had been allowed to sit at the bar in the first place. Dante read her thoughts and smiled down at her.
“Unaccompanied submissives are always allowed to sit at the bar, but once their master arrives, it’s only proper that they decide where their submissive sits. As you can see, the general consensus is that Sluts belong on their knees.” Dante explained with a grin.
Lara’s strong feminist mind screamed at her to refuse his order, but her oversexed body obeyed him instantly. For some reason, rather than feel outraged by her loss of status and control, it felt comforting. Her outside life was filled with duty and responsibility, and it felt liberating to let it all go and give over control to someone else. Dante began making small talk with the man opposite him, who was apparently one of the regular members. Lara’s hazel eyes widened behind her latex mask, when she saw that the man’s female companion was bobbing her head up and down on his cock, giving him a blowjob in public.
Lara had seen similar sights on her last visit, but now it was happening at her eye level, less than 2 feet away from her face. Suddenly, Lara became painfully aware of Dante’s erect penis, which was sticking up like a flagpole next to her face. Dante carried on his conversation, while gently caressing the top of Lara’s latex-clad head, patting her like she was a beloved pet. When he judged that the moment was right, he carefully wrapped his fingers around the base of her ponytail, before using it to guide her head forward onto his crotch. Lara knew what was happening and her mind screamed at her to stop.
Yet she did nothing to fight it, and when the tip of Dante’s cock brushed against her lips, she opened her mouth and swallowed it inside. Dante smiled in triumph and began guiding Lara’s mouth up and down on his cock. He was patient and first, only making her take a few inches inside her mouth at a time, but after a few minutes, he started forcing her mouth down lower and lower, until she was deepthroating him with each bobbing motion of her head. Lara had never been treated so roughly and rudely, but rather than be incensed, it turned her on even more. Her hand strayed down between her legs and started stroking her excited clit.
Lara had never imagined that she was capable of doing something so obscene as masturbating in public, while giving her lover a blowjob in the middle of a crowded bar. Yet as she looked up adoringly at Dante’s handsome face, it felt right. She lost herself in Dante’s magnetic gaze, and soon the crowded room faded into the background, until Lara and Dante were the only things that existed. Dante looked down upon her like a handsome and benevolent angel, while she worshiped him on her knees.
Dante’s cock was sliding in and out of her throat now, causing her throat to make indecent gulping noises. Several of the bar patrons gathered around to watch the new girl at work and complimented Dante on her technique, but Lara was oblivious to them. Dante held Lara’s long ponytail like a handle, and used her head like a sex toy, as he face-fucked her without mercy. Lara moaned around Dante’s cock, as she orgasmed for the third time that night. But her moans of pleasure were quickly drowned out by the glugging sounds emanating from her throat, as Dante continued to face-fuck her for another full minute. When he came, Dante ejaculated directly down Lara’s throat, and swallowed it all without hesitation.
Lara felt him withdraw and slowly regained her senses. As her tunnel vision cleared, she became aware of the crowd that had gathered around her, to watch her obscene sexual performance. Lara blushed with shame and quickly shied away from them, instinctively trying to hide her face, despite wearing a mask. She couldn’t believe that she had just put on a live sex show in front of more than a dozen naked men and women. What would her friends say, if they ever found out? What would the media say? Lara felt sick, as she experienced a momentary panic attack.
“It’s my Slut’s first time and she’s still a little shy.” Dante told them, by way of explanation.
Dante was experienced enough that he knew it was time get Lara out of there. It was important not to overload her, and expose her to too much too soon. He needed to groom her carefully, so as not to scare her away. He made his excuses and led her from the bar. Rather than taking her back to the changerooms, he led her upstairs to his office. Once in private, Lara started to speak. She wanted to tell him that tonight had been a terrible mistake, and that she wasn’t normally like this. But her words were smothered by another passionate kiss, as he led her towards his private bathroom, where they made love again inside his luxurious double shower.
After they were finished, the fog of lust that had clouded her mind lift, and Lara felt deeply ashamed and embarrassed at how she had behaved inside the club. She had just performed a blowjob on a man in public, in front of dozens of witnesses. If anyone ever found out about this, her reputation would be ruined and she could kiss goodbye to any chance of becoming a respected archaeologist like her father. In a moment of post-sex clarity, she promised herself that this was the last time she would ever see Dante. Lara made a lame excuse about having to wakeup early the following morning and hurried from Dante’s office. He made no move to stop her, and she walked downstairs to the ladies changeroom and got dressed.
“See you next time!” the blonde receptionist smirked, as Lara practically ran out of the reception area towards where her motorcycle was parked.
The following week, Lara tried not to think about Dante, but she found herself constantly daydreaming about him and obsessing over him. She managed to stay away from the club for another two weeks, before her willpower failed and the urge to see Dante again become irresistible. She told herself she just needed closure, but upon her arrival, she once again found herself masked and naked, and sitting in the bar waiting for him. Her first clue of his presence was him spinning her around and ramming his tongue down her throat. Despite her intention to end things, Lara found herself swooning in his arms, and before she knew it, he was leading her towards the play area.
Once again, she found herself in the storeroom at the end of the corridor. Dante had prepared a new piece of furniture for her to try. It consisted of what looked like a high-backed chair covered in red padded leather. Dante had her sit down and told her to place her wrists into the two cuffs attached to either side of the seat. The position was uncomfortable, as Lara had to slouch down and slide her butt forward to reach the cuffs. When she was done, half of her ass was hanging off the front of the chair. The position only began to make sense when Dante lifted her feet above her head, one at a time, and secured them to another pair of cuffs attached to the high back of the chair. When he was finished, Lara’s legs were forced up on either side of her head and her upturned ass was pushed out in front of her.
“Almost perfect.” Dante smiled, as he produced a teardrop-shaped stainless-steel butt-plug and spat on it.
“Don’t you dare!” Lara protested, but Dante ignored her.
“Ahhhh!” Lara grunted, as he pressed the butt-plug against her asshole and pushed.
“Almost there.” Dante said, watching as Lara’s tight virgin asshole slowly stretched open around the 1.5-inch-wide tear-shaped butt-plug, before swallowing it inside.
“Good girl. I knew you could take it!” Dante said, as if complimenting a child that had just received an injection.
“What was that for?” Lara asked, hating how full and aroused the butt-plug was making her feel.
“If you’re going to be my full-time Slut, you need to learn to use all your holes. Is that going to be a problem?” Dante asked.
Lara knew she should tell him to stop, but she was feeling too horny, and she desperately wanted him to fuck her.
“No, Sir.” Lara answered submissively.
“There’s the Slut I love!” Dante said.
Lara’s heart raced at hearing Dante mention that he loved her. She didn’t even care that he’d called her a slut in the same sentence. She felt Dante’s hands caressing her long legs, starting up near her graceful ankles and then making their way down her muscular calves and athletic thighs, before reaching her firm round buttocks. She closed her eyes and smiled contentedly, as she felt his tongue explore her pussy, before licking practiced circles around her clitoris. He seemed to read her reactions like a book, and his technique got better and better each time they made love. This time, he managed to make her orgasm in under 3 minutes. Then it was his turn to play.
Dante lined-up his cock with Lara’s sopping-wet pussy and thrust inside. Lara moaned in pleasure. The extra pressure of the butt-plug filling her ass made everything feel tighter. She could feel every ridge and curve of Dante’s large cock, and he pistoned it in and out of her pussy. As he fucked her, he cupped her breasts and started squeezing them between his fingers, like two enormous stress balls. Lara gasped, as he suddenly pinched and twisted her nipples, but her protests were cut short by Dante’s tongue invading her mouth.
He kissed her ravenously, while his hands molested her defenceless breasts and his cock impaled her inviting pussy. Lara moaned around his tongue, as the combination of the butt-plug and molestation were causing her to build towards another orgasm. Once again, Dante read her like a book, and paced himself until she was almost ready to cum. Then he unleashed his full pent-up passion, fucking her like a wild animal until they both climaxed. Lara felt streams of warm cum jetting against the back of her pussy, even as her own love juices drenched the seat beneath her. Dante didn’t stop kissing her until both of their orgasms had subsided. Lara stared adoringly into his eyes, like a lovestruck teenager.
“Time to do the rounds.” Dante said, as he uncuffed her wrists and ankles
Lara stood up. She still had the butt-plug inserted in her ass, but Dante hadn’t given her permission to remove it, so she left it there.
“Before we go, we need to talk about your rudeness on your last visit.” Dante said.
“Rudeness?” Lara asked, feeling confused and hurt by his accusation.
“You didn’t say hello to any of the guests, and you didn’t respond when they spoke to you and complimented you. It reflects poorly on me if my Slut can’t behave politely in front of my guests.” Dante admonished her.
Lara had never taken criticism well, and had told many men to go pound sand for far less. But being told-off by Dante made her feel small and inadequate. Dante saw the hurt on her face and took her hand.
“I know it’s your first time. Just promise me you’ll try.” Dante said.
Dante smiled, and Lara’s hurt evaporated like summer rain.
“I will, Sir.” Lara promised, and she meant it.
She would do anything to prove to Dante that she was worthy of his love! Dante attached a thin black leash to the steel O-ring on Lara’s collar, and led her out of the storeroom. Despite the fact that she was walking on two feet, the leash made her feel like Dante’s pet dog. It was embarrassing and yet arousing at the same time. Back out in the corridor, Dante checked in on each of the playrooms. He didn’t interrupt people who were actively engaged in sex, and only spoke to the customers that were resting or waiting for their turn. Lara spent most of her time waiting for him in the corridor, but she would never forget the sights she witnessed through those doorways. In one room, she saw four couples engaged in an orgy. Two men were each fucking a woman from behind, while the women French-kissed between them. The remaining two men were double penetrating a woman, while the last woman watched and masturbated, presumably waiting for her turn.
In another room, one woman was surrounded by over a dozen men, who were taking it in turns to masturbate over her face. Several of the men must have already had their turn, because cum was oozing down the woman’s face like syrup oozing down a stack of pancakes. A third room had a woman tied to an X-frame, similar to the one Lara had used during her last visit to the club. The bound woman had a ring gag holding her mouth open, and she was currently being fucked by one man, while another 10 men lined up behind him, waiting for their turn.
“Are you gentlemen enjoying yourselves?” Dante asked the last two men in line.
“Definitely, although probably not as much as her.” One of the men said, pointing towards the moaning woman, who was clearly experiencing a powerful orgasm.
“I love it when one of these sluts goes Free Use.” The second man said.
“Speaking of sluts, have you met my new Slut?” Dante said, yanking Lara forward on the end of her leash.
Lara cleared her throat.
“Good even, Sirs.” Lara said, respectfully.
“Goddamn, look at that body! Those titties are incredible!” The first man said, before brazenly groping her breast.
Lara was shocked at his audacity, but when she looked over at Dante, she saw that he was untroubled by the man’s impudent behaviour. Lara didn’t know how to react, and shied away uncomfortably from the unwanted attention.
“Well? Thank the kind man for his compliment, Slut!” Dante instructed.
“Thank you, Sir, for your kind compliment.” Lara answered submissively.
Despite her initial outrage, being treated so rudely was making her incredibly aroused, and Lara pressed her thighs together to hide her wetness. The two men took turns molesting her breasts, while they made more small talk with Dante, before Dante yanked on her leash, signalling that it was time to move on.
“Sir, what is Free Use?” Lara asked, once they were back out in the corridor.
Dante grinned.
“Did you see the ring gag that woman was wearing?” He asked.
Lara nodded.
“Many submissives enjoy being tied up in bondage equipment in the play area. Usually, their Dominant will decide who can use them and how, but they can always use a Safe Word to end it. Well, if she’s wearing a ring gag, she can’t say the Safe Word, so anyone who likes is ‘free to use her’ however they like – hence Free Use.” Dante explained.
Lara felt horrified, but also inexplicably curious. What would make any woman want to submit herself to that, she wondered? And what would it feel like to be used by so many men one after another?
“Of course, we take safety precautions. Staff members will be in to check on her every 30 minutes, and the club members know not to take things too far.” Dante explained.
Lara couldn’t tear her eyes away from the woman. Her pretty face was blushing bright red and drool was running down her chin from her open mouth. The old Lara would have assumed she was being gangraped and tortured; yet, judging by her loud moans, the woman was enjoying the rough pounding she was receiving from the man fucking her. Dante mistook her curiosity for desire.
“You’re not ready for that just yet, my little Slut.” Dante said, gently guiding her away.
“I would never do anything like that!” Lara replied defensively, although even as she said the words, she felt a hint of doubt.
Dante had already shown her so many new experiences. If he asked her, would she have the strength to tell him no, she wondered?
After completing his tour of the play area, Dante led her back out into the main bar. Once again, Dante did his rounds, speaking with each group of people in the bar. Lara followed submissively behind him, held at the end of her leash. It felt so surreal – to be naked and surrounded by people, while being led around on a leash, like a dog. Dante introduced her to each group as “his Slut” and signalled for her to say hello.
“Hello, Sir.” Or “Hello, Ma’am.” Lara said in greeting to each person.
Lara did her best to fade into the background, while Dante spoke to his guests. This allowed her time to observe Dante’s guests more closely. She noticed that the clientele of Dante’s club was almost evenly split between dominant/submissive couples and swingers, who were just there for sex. Despite her efforts to fade into the background, Lara quickly discovered remaining inconspicuous is not an easy task when you’re a beautiful young woman with a magnificent body and a large chest.
“I thought we’d see you again. Couldn’t stay away, huh Slut?” A middle-aged white man said.
“No, Sir.” Lara replied.
“I love your breasts! They’re so big and round!” the man’s middle-aged wife said, as she brazenly groped them.
Lara looked over towards Dante, but he was busy talking to the husband and made no move to intervene.
“Ah, thank you, Ma’am.” Lara answered uncomfortably.
“Sally, get a load of these!” The woman said.
Her friend came over and started feeling-up Lara’s other breast.
“This is some great work! Who’s your plastic surgeon?” The woman asked.
“They’re real, Ma’am!” Lara answered defensively.
“Whatever you say, Slut!” The woman replied with a wink and a smile.
Lara blushed at the implication that she’d had breast augmentation surgery.
The other woman suddenly slapped her ass, which made Lara gasp.
“Check out that jiggle! I remember when my butt was that firm! Oh, to be young again!” The woman said.
Both women ran their hands over Lara’s athletic ass, commenting on how firm and round it was, and asking her about her exercise routine. Lara felt herself reddening from their attention.
“What’s this for?” The first woman asked, pointing towards her butt-plug.
Of course, the women knew exactly what it was for, but they were getting-off on embarrassing Dante’s young and inexperienced Slut. On some unconscious level they were jealous of Lara, since Dante was the most eligible bachelor at the club, and most of the women present would have jumped at the chance to become his lover – even the married ones.
“It’s to prepare my butt, so that Dante can use it.” Lara answered shyly.
By now, Lara was turning bright red and felt like she was going die of shame. Thankfully, Dante came to her rescue by yanking on the end of her leash and pulling her towards to the next group. Dante led her around the room, talking to his guests while Lara was indecently groped and fondled. With each new indignity she suffered, Lara’s face grew redder and her pussy grew wetter. Lara’s excited state didn’t escape the notice of one of the women, who rudely slid a finger inside Lara’s pussy and held it up for her friends to see, while calling Lara a horny slut to her face. Lara found that the women behaved far worse than the men. The men seemed content to simply grope and fondle her young body, whereas the women took every opportunity to humiliate her.
Mentally, Lara found it difficult to reconcile how her body was reacting to being treated so rudely. She should have been outraged by the liberties these strangers were taking with her body, but despite her shame, she felt incredibly aroused by it. After what seemed like an eternity, Dante led her upstairs to his office. Lara was so hot and bothered by that stage that she practically body tackled him the moment he closed the door. They made love on his office desk, and again in the shower afterwards.
After that, Lara started coming to the club on a weekly basis. By following Dante on his rounds, she soon learned that most of the club’s members were regulars, although she didn’t know any of their names, since she only referred to them as either Sir or Ma’am. Tonight, she was sitting at the bar, waiting for Dante to finish some paperwork upstairs. He’d already fucked her once in his office, so she felt much more relaxed and was able to enjoy her drink.
“Still waiting for that loser, Dante, eh Slut?” The man sitting beside her said with a wink.
Lara smiled. The older man was an exception to the anonymity rule. His name was Bill, and Dante had introduced him to Lara as one of his oldest friends. She’d chatted to him several times in the past few weeks, building up a sort of anonymous friendship. She said anonymous, because she didn’t know anything about him other than his name and that he was married, and he didn’t know anything about Lara – other than she was Dante’s Slut. Lara actually preferred it that way. She knew that many people would have found that odd, but there was a feeling of freedom that came with being anonymous. Outside the club, she was a famous celebrity, but in here she was just an anonymous Slut, waiting for her handsome Master.
“Yes, Sir. He’s busy with paperwork.” Lara answered, while nursing her cocktail.
There was no written rule that Submissives couldn’t sit at the bar – it was simply that most Dominants chose to have their subs kneel during social situations. So, until Dante arrived, Lara sat at the bar and sipped her drink.
“Paperwork! Pah! If I had a hot young Slut like you waiting for me, I wouldn’t be wasting my time with paperwork!” Bill said.
Bill suddenly moaned, as his wife’s lips slid all the way down to the base of his cock, taking him balls deep. It still amazed Lara that people could hold a casual conversation while having sex in public. She was also shocked by how quickly she had come to accept such indecent behaviour as normal.
“Let me know when you decide to find yourself a real man!” Bill said jokingly, and then suddenly cringed when his wife added an uncomfortable amount of teeth to the blowjob she was giving him.
“This real man is already spoken for!” Bill’s wife said, before resuming her blowjob.
The words were said with humour, and they were directed at her husband rather than at Lara.
“What can I say? My wife’s the jealous type.” Bill said with a grin.
Suddenly, Dante spun her around and planted a ravenous kiss on her lips.
“Miss me?” He asked, flashing her a handsome smile.
“Always, Sir.” Lara answered breathlessly.
Dante grabbed her by the hand and led her towards the playrooms. This time, he didn’t take her to the storeroom. He picked a room towards the middle of the corridor and pulled her inside. The room was empty, except for a young black couple, who looked up when they entered but didn’t stop fucking. Dante lifted Lara onto a padded bench next to them and started going down on her. Lara moaned loudly, as his talented tongue went to work licking her pussy and clit. Her moans drew the attention of the other couple.
“Your slut looks delicious.” The beautiful black woman said.
“Feel free to have a taste.” Dante said.
The black couple were a pair of high-powered London Lawyers, who came to Dante’s club to blowoff steam. Dante knew they were into the swinging scene rather than BDSM, so they would be a safe bet for Lara’s first group experience. The black woman leaned across and pressed her lips against Lara’s. Lara and the black woman shared a steamy French-kiss, while the woman’s husband watched. When the woman broke off the kiss, she whispered something to Dante, who nodded. Dante wrapped his arms around Lara’s waist and repositioned her so that she was lying on her back on the padded bench.
Lara started to object, as the black woman straddled her face, but then Dante resumed licking her pussy, distracting her. Lara’s mouth was already open from her aroused panting, and she instinctively started licking the woman’s pussy.
“Mmmmm, that’s a good slut!” the black woman said, affectionately stroking Lara’s hair.
Overcome with arousal, Lara buried her face in the woman’s crotch, licking for all she was worth. Her enthusiasm seemed to make up for her lack of experience, and soon the black woman was moaning loudly and grinding her crotch down onto Lara’s masked face. Dante waited until the black woman was ready to cum, before he used his own mouth and tongue to bring Lara to orgasm. Lara’s athletic body bucked and writhed beneath the beautiful black woman, even as the latter jerked orgasmicly up and down from her own orgasm.
Dante didn’t give Lara a chance to recover or reflect upon her actions. As soon as the black woman dismounted from her face, Dante flipped Lara over and thrust into her from behind. As Lara gasped from the glorious feeling of Dante’s penetration, the black man thrust into her open mouth. Lara didn’t want to give a blowjob to a complete stranger, but she also didn’t want Dante to stop fucking her. So, she allowed herself to be spit-roasted between the two men, sucking on the cock of the black man in front of her, while Dante fucked her doggy-style from behind. The man’s wife grabbed hold of Lara’s ponytail and started bobbing Lara’s head up and down on her husband’s cock.
“That’s right, slut. Just like that. You’re such a good little cocksucker.” The black woman said, as she forced Lara’s mouth deeper down onto the black man’s cock.
Being used and called a cocksucker by another woman was really turning Lara on, and she started voluntarily bobbing her mouth up and down on the black man’s shaft, taking it deeper and deeper until it was fully penetrating her throat. Dante reached around and started rubbing Lara’s clit, while he fucked her pussy from behind. Lara could feel another orgasm building inside her. The black man groaned and nodded to his wife, who suddenly pushed Lara’s mouth all the way down on her husband’s cock and held it there. Lara gagged, as warm cum splashed against the back of her throat, even as the black woman passionately kissed her husband until he finished.
When the black man pulled out of Lara’s mouth, the black woman pulled Lara up by the hair and kissed her, tasting her husband’s cum from Lara’s lips. The obscenity of what she was doing, combined with the sensory overload she was experiencing, proved too much for Lara and she experienced another orgasm. Dante climbed up onto the bench and pounded into Lara from behind, until she felt him ejaculate inside her pussy. The black couple thanked them both and kissed Lara on her cheeks, before they returned to the other side of the room and resumed groping and kissing each other.
Without a word, Dante took Lara by the hand and led her back outside to the bar area. What followed was a repeat of her earlier visits. Dante walked her around the room, speaking with the customers, while Lara accompanied him and was groped and fondled. The attention she was getting from the customers kept Lara in a constant state of arousal, and when Dante finally took her upstairs to his office, Lara was hornier than a cat in heat. They had another round of steamy shower sex and then Lara went home. She felt an off mixture of emotions after her first group sex experience: shame, arousal, excitement, and regret. On some level, she knew that Dante was bad for her, but she just couldn’t leave him alone.
Over the next four weeks, Dante introduced her to a different swinger couple each night. He chose the couples carefully, based upon their reputation for being easy on newcomers, and his knowledge of their committed relationship status. He wanted to spare Lara from any messy jealously or emotional baggage. Lara remained reluctant, but she didn’t want Dante to think she was prudish or boring, so she went along with him. But after a few weeks, her initial hesitancy eroded to the point where she was becoming a willing participant. It didn’t hurt that Dante rewarded her with steamy sex before and after, so Lara was prepared to make sacrifices to give him what he wanted – as long as she got what she wanted.
A week later, Lara was back at the club again. This time, the receptionist told her that her fob had been granted access to Dante’s office and she could change in there. Lara felt the butterflies return to her stomach. Did this special treatment mean that Dante liked her as much as she liked him? She walked up the stairs and swiped to unlock Dante’s office door. Dante looked up from his desk and held up a finger for her to wait. Lara hated to be kept waiting, but she waited for Dante. She didn’t understand why she was reacting this way. She made so many rules for the guys she typically dated, so why was she willing to break all her rules for Dante? When he finished his conversation, he hung up the phone, rounded his desk and pulled Lara into his arms.
“How’s my favourite little Slut?” Dante asked, grinning at her with his contagious smile.
“Good, Sir.” Lara answered automatically.
She knew she should be outraged, but instead it aroused her when he called her “his Slut.” In the outside world, she was Lara Croft, a wealthy heiress and famous adventurer; but inside the club, she was Dante’s Slut, and she loved it! This time, Dante didn’t wait to take her downstairs into the bar or the playrooms. He practically tore her clothes off and bent her over his desk.
With her legs spread apart in the shape of an A, Dante slid his hands down the backs of her thighs and then buried his face against her pussy. Lara felt his nose rubbing against her asshole, and it drove her wild. Dante’s talented tongue went to work, licking up and down her pussy lips and teasing her clit. But this time he also licked her asshole, making her sphincter pucker and contract in response. Lara didn’t understand how an act as obscene as rimming could feel so good, and in only a few minutes, Dante brought her to orgasm.
Stay!” Dante ordered her, like a dog.
Lara obeyed, panting like an animal against the desk, while her legs trembled from her intense orgasm. Dante went to his desk drawer and pulled out Lara’s mask, collar and butt-plug. He laid the mask and collar to the side, and moved around behind her with the butt-plug. Lara took a deep breath and relaxed her anal muscles.
“Ahhhh!” Lara moaned, as Dante pushed the 1.5-inch-wide stainless-steel butt-plug into her asshole.
Lara’s virgin ass had loosened up considerably, and easily stretched open to accommodate the shiny stainless-steel butt-plug, before swallowing it inside. It still felt weird, feeling her asshole stretch open and squeeze shut again, around an object far wider than nature had intended. Lara unconsciously wiggled her butt from side to side, as she got used to the full feeling inside her rectum. It gave Dante a great view of heart-shaped ass, and the shiny round base of the butt-plug sticking out from between her gorgeous round buttocks.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” Dante asked huskily, teasing her by running the tip of his cock up and down her wet pussy lips.
“Yes, Sir!” Lara answered desperately.
“Beg me to fuck you!” Dante ordered.
“Please, fuck me, Sir! Make me your Slut!” Lara pleaded.
A moment later, she was rewarded by the feeling of his large cock impaling her moist pussy. Lara loved it when Dante bent her over his desk and fucked her from behind, like a naughty secretary. His cock always felt deeper when he took her from behind, and the extra pressure of the butt-plug filling her ass made her pussy feel so much tighter. Dante took hold of her ponytail and yanked her head back, forcing her to arch her back. Lara moaned and craned her neck to kiss him. Dante thrust his tongue into her needy mouth, as he pounded her from behind like a horny dog.
Dante pushed her back down onto the desk, mashing her large breasts against the cold wood surface like two oversized melons. Dante held her face down with a dominant hand on the back of her neck, while his free had continuously spanked her ass until it turned bright red. Lara moaned wantonly, enjoying the feeling of being totally dominated by her handsome lover. Dante’s powerful thrusts made Lara’s firm buttocks ripple with each impact of his hips, and her whole body rocked forwards in time with his thrusts. Lara was in heaven. When Dante finally came, Lara clamped her pussy muscles down around his cock, trying to squeeze every last drop of cum from his balls.
Dante collapsed forward onto her naked back, pinning her to the desk. Lara shivered with pleasure, as she felt his hot breath against the back of her neck. She felt him kiss her cheek and she smiled happily.
“I’ll never get tired of that.” Lara said, with a cheesy grin on her face.
Dante spanked her upturned ass, which caused her to yelp in surprise.
“Neither will I. Now, it’s time to get ready.” Dante said, standing up and handing Lara her collar and mask.
Lara felt the familiar butterflies in her stomach, as she threaded her long ponytail though the chimney-like hole at the top of the mask with practiced efficiency. Then she pulled the rest of the black latex down over her head. Once it was firmly in place over the top half of her face, she buckled the black leather collar around her neck. Lara clipped her fob key to the metal O-ring, while Dante connected his leash.
“Ready, slut?” Dante asked, with a handsome smile.
His smile always made Lara swoon. Lara nodded and smiled in reply. Dante led her down the staircase towards the bar. Lara’s heart raced in her chest, as she imagined what new debauchery lay in store for her that evening. Dante led her straight through the bar to the playrooms. He took her to a playroom right at the end of the corridor. This was one of the smaller rooms that Lara had never been in before. The room followed the same bright red colour palette of the others, but had a full height mirror taking up one entire wall. Lara was surprised to see two women inside, kissing. She immediately recognised one of them as the busty blonde receptionist, and she’d seen the other woman, a short dark-haired Latina, around the bar area. The women looked up and smiled, as soon as they entered.
“I hope we’re not interrupting.” Dante said.
“Not at all, Boss. We were just keeping busy.” The receptionist replied.
Dante’s receptionist and her Latina girlfriend were both lesbians. They were also Switches, which in the BDSM community meant that they weren’t naturally predisposed to be either dominant or submissive, but instead swapped between the two, depending on their mood. The receptionist had been bugging Dante for weeks for the chance to “turn-out” his new young Slut. Dante knew that many lesbians had a fetish for seducing straight young women, and the fact that the receptionist knew famous identity of the woman behind the mask made her want Lara even more. What man or woman would turn down the chance to fuck a famous and beautiful Countess like Lara Croft?
Dante led Lara over to the wide red leather bench where the two women were seated. Dante kissed Lara passionately on the lips, while he handed Lara’s leash to the receptionist. Then he broke-off their kiss and took a seat on the leather bench opposite them. Lara was confused – was he just going to watch? The blonde receptionist yanked on Lara’s leash, pulling her forward. The receptionist wrapped her arms around Lara’s slender waist and pulled her in so tightly that their large breasts mashed together. The receptionist’s fake breasts that were even larger and rounder than Lara’s – at least E-cups. But although they were obviously fake, they were also undeniably sexy.
“I’ve been waiting to get my hands on you, ever since you first walked in.” The receptionist said, before mashing her lips against Lara’s.
Lara wasn’t a lesbian, but she felt turned-on by the feeling of being wanted. She moaned, as she felt the busty blonde’s tongue swirling around her mouth. But she realised that what really turned her on was the fact that Dante was watching her. Lara felt her head being turned to the side, and then she found herself French kissing the Latina woman. Lara glanced over at Dante and saw the excited look on his face. Lara decided to make his dirty dreams come true, and began freely kissing the other woman. Dante watched the arousing sight of the three naked women kissing and fondling each other from his couch.
Lara’s lips and chin were soon drenched in the other women’s saliva, as they took turns forcing their tongues down her throat. Lara felt a hand caressing her black mask and panicked, but the blonde receptionist stroked her cheek and reassured her.
“Don’t worry, Slut. Your secret is safe with me.” The reception whispered.
Lara blushed with both shame and excitement, at the reminder that this woman had seen her ID and knew exactly who she was. The receptionist pulled Lara along by her leash and positioned her on the bench so that she was sitting between the receptionist and her girlfriend. The kissing and groping continued. The blonde rubbed Lara’s pussy and smothered her mouth in sexy wet kisses, while the Latina fondled Lara’s breasts and kissed the back of her neck. Lara started panting and her cheeks turned bright red with arousal. With practiced ease, the receptionist subtly forced Lara’s mouth downwards onto her large breasts. Before she knew it, Lara found herself sucking on the blonde woman’s nipples, while the Latina took over rubbing Lara’s crotch.
The blonde receptionist leaned back on the bench, and guided Lara’s lips down her chest and stomach, until she had Lara’s head buried between her thighs. Meanwhile, the Latina guided Lara’s legs up onto the bench, so that she was on her hands and knees, licking the blonde receptionist. Then the Latina flipped over onto her back and slid her head underneath Lara’s legs. Lara moaned, as the Latina pulled down on her hips and started eating out her pussy from below. Moments later, Lara’s moans were muffled by the receptionist pushing Lara’s face deeper in between her thighs.
“That’s a good little pussy eater!” The receptionist cooed, as she pushed Lara’s head down onto her crotch and played with Lara’s ponytail.
Lara’s used her tongue enthusiastically, and soon the receptionist’s large breasts were heaving up and down, as she prepared to cum. Lara’s oral technique had improved greatly over the last few weeks, as swinging exposed her to more and more girl-on-girl experiences.
“Just like that, Slut! Don’t stop!” the receptionist screamed.
She gripped both sides of Lara’s latex-covered head as she came. Lara kept licking, even as her lips and tongue were coated in the other woman’s love juice. When she finished coming, the blonde lifted Lara’s chin and gave her a passionate kiss. Then Lara found herself being spun around, until she was in a sixty-nine position above the Latina. Lara started licking her without being told, while the Latina resumed eating her out. Suddenly, Lara felt two fingers entering her wet pussy from behind.
“Tell me whose Slut you are!” The blonde said into her ear, as she sawed her two fingers in and out of Lara’s hungry pussy.
“I’m Dante’s Slut!” Lara said, loving the way those indecent words sounded.
“Say it louder!” The receptionist ordered, as she slid a third finger inside her.
“I’m Dante’s Slut!” Lara shouted.
The receptionist rapidly sawed her three fingers in and out of the Lara’s pussy, while Lara and the Latina woman ate each other out sixty-nine-style.
“Ughhh!” Lara moaned, as she felt the butt-plug being pulled out of her ass.
“That’s better!” the receptionist said, as she crammed a fourth finger into Lara’s sopping-wet cunt.
Lara felt weirdly empty and yet full at the same time. The removal of the butt-plug had freed-up room inside her, but the receptionist’s fingers were now filling her in a different way. The receptionist tucked in her thumb and pushed her hand forward.
“Oh, fuck!” Lara screamed, as she felt the woman’s entire hand sliding into her pussy.
This couldn’t be happening! It was unthinkable! She was Lara Croft! She was a wealthy high-born Countess, for fuck’s sake! Women like her couldn’t be fisted, she thought desperately! Her mind went into denial, even as the receptionist’s hand slid wrist-deep into her once-tight pussy. Lara felt her pussy spasm around the blonde woman’s hand, as she pushed it in and out a couple of inches to loosen her up. When the receptionist pulled back, Lara felt her pussy lips pulling outwards around the woman’s wrist, before finally releasing their grip. Lara moaned wantonly against the tanned pussy she was eating, as the blonde receptionist pointed her fingers like a spear and thrust them forward again.
Lara looked over at Dante and saw the lust on his face. Then she glanced across at her reflection in the mirror. Lara watched as the blonde receptionist speared her entire hand into her impossibly stretched-open pussy. Then she felt the blonde’s fingers poking against the back of her pussy, and pushing against her sensitive cervix. Lara’s entire body shook uncontrollably, as she experienced a powerful orgasm, which was made even more intense by the sight of her pussy lips squeezing open and closed around the blonde woman’s wrist.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Lara repeated, over and over again, as the receptionist continued to slowly fist her pussy from behind.
The Latina slid out from beneath Lara’s crotch and spun around. Without asking, she grabbed hold of Lara’s ponytail and forced her masked face down between her thighs. Lost in a sexual fog, Lara obediently resumed licking the Latina’s clit, while the receptionist slowly speared her hand in and out of Lara’s wide-open pussy. Lara’s formerly-tight pussy had loosened up considerably, and the receptionist started to increase the pace of her fisting. Soon, the room was filled with a loud wet squelching sound, as the blonde pistoned her hand in and out of Lara’s slippery, stretched-open cunt.
When the Latina finally orgasmed, the blonde receptionist pulled her hand from Lara’s sloppy pussy, and Lara found herself being spun around again. The receptionist climbed onto the bench, facing away from Lara on her hands and knees. Then the Latina pushed Lara’s face forward until it was buried between the receptionist’s buttocks.
“Lick her ass, Slut!” The Latina ordered.
Lara was too far gone to protest, and soon her wet tongue was licking delicate circles around the other woman’s asshole.
“Get right in there!” the receptionist said, yanking on Lara’s leash and pulling her head deep between her buttocks.
Lara obeyed and buried her tongue inside the receptionist’s asshole. Soon, her delicate senses were filled with a musky scent and taste of the blonde woman’s ass. While Lara’s enthusiastically French kissed the receptionist’s asshole, she felt the Latina insert four fingers into her sopping-wet pussy. After a few experimental thrusts, the Latina tucked in her thumb and speared her entire hand into Lara’s rapidly loosening pussy. Lara felt another orgasm building inside her, as the Latina woman pistoned her fist in and out of Lara’s pussy from behind; but before she could receive satisfaction, she was spun around again, and the two women traded places. Lara now found herself licking the Latina woman’s asshole, while the blonde receptionist fisted her pussy.
Lara glanced across at Dante and saw the excitement and lust on his handsome face. Lara had never felt so aroused. Part of her mind screamed at her to stop this obscene display, but the look of lust on Dante’s face overrode her judgement. So, she continued to lick the Latina woman’s asshole, while the busty blonde woman fisted her from behind, all for the amusement of her handsome lover. Lara panted like a dog in heat, as yet another orgasm consumed her. She screamed wordlessly, and her entire body shook from the intensity of her orgasm.
Lara was spun around again, so that she was directly facing Dante and the mirror. The receptionist held her by the chin and ponytail, and pointed her face towards Dante. Lara’s eyes were drawn to his raging erection. She gasped, as she felt the Latina’s fingers slide in and out of her pussy several times. But that was just done for lubrication, because the woman had a different target in mind.
“Ahhhh!” Lara gasped, as she felt two slippery fingers slide inside her asshole.
“Look at Dante! Don’t you dare break eye contact!” the receptionist ordered.
Lara felt like she was captured in Dante’s hypnotic gaze. She was powerless to move, even as she felt the Latina slide a third finger inside her ass. Lara started to squirm around on her hands and knees, shaking her ass from side to side, as the Latina pistoned three fingers in and out of her asshole. Every few thrusts, she withdrew her fingers and spat saliva on them, adding more lubricant until Lara’s asshole was slippery and relaxed.
“Beg Dante to fuck your ass!” The receptionist ordered.
“Please, Sir, fuck my ass!” Lara begged.
“Louder!” The receptionist repeated.
“Please fuck my ass, Sir!” Lara cooed.
At this point, she was so turned-on that she would have said anything to feel Dante inside her. Dante clearly felt the same way and practically bounded over to her from his seat. No sooner had the Latina withdrawn her fingers from Lara’s ass, when she felt Dante’s cock rubbing against her puckered asshole. He spat into his cock for lubrication and then pushed it inside. Thanks to her butt-plug and the fingering she’d just received, the penetration wasn’t painful, as Lara had feared. In fact, it felt kind of nice, but what really got Lara excited was that Dante was the one fucking her.
Lara moaned loudly, as Dante slid the entire length of his cock inside her open asshole. Her sphincter gripped his shaft like a warm silky glove, squeezing and massaging his cock, as it stretched her open. Dante started thrusting in and out of her asshole like a hydraulic piston. Lara felt her hand stray down between her legs, but the receptionist slapped it away.
“Naughty Slut! You don’t get to cum without permission!” The busty blonde admonished her.
Lara felt her sexual tension building inside her, and she had an irresistible need for release.
“Please, Sir, may I cum?” Lara begged Dante.
“Ask your audience for permission.” Dante said, with a broad grin.
Lara looked around confused, and the Receptionist gestured towards the mirror. At her signal, the lights in the neighbouring room turned up, and Lara saw that it was not a mirror but one-way mirrored glass. She could see the outlines of at least 30 people watching her through the glass, and Lara knew they had seen everything! Lara was suddenly filled with shame. She felt totally humiliated, and yet she still needed to cum.
“Please let me cum!” Lara pleaded towards her anonymous audience.
“Go ahead, Slut. Masturbate for your audience.” Dante ordered.
Lara reached down and rubbed herself like a wanton whore, while Dante fucked her ass from behind. She could feel his thrusts growing more urgent, and she knew that he was also close to ejaculating. Lara wanted them to cum together, and frantically rubbed her clit, not caring about the indecent spectacle she was presenting to the audience watching her through the glass. Lara felt Dante’s hot cum jetting deep inside her bowels, robbing her of her anal virginity. A moment later, she orgasmed again. It was only when Dante withdrew that she realised the full enormity of what she had done. She had just masturbated in front of a roomful of strangers, while being sodomized. The fact the she was wearing a mask to disguise her identity hardly diminished the shame she felt.
Before she had time for further self-reflection, she felt the Latina’s fingers return to her asshole.
“No…” Lara protested weakly, too exhausted from her repeated orgasms to put up much resistance.
“Don’t worry, sweety – we’re going to take good care of you!” The blonde receptionist said, and then kissed her on the cheek.
Lara gasped, as she felt the blonde push an egg-sized object inside her pussy. Where had that come from, Lara wondered? A moment later, she was barely able to form a conscious thought, as the object began sending vibrating pulses directly against her G-spot. Thus distracted, Lara barely noticed when the Latina added a fourth finger and then finally her thumb to hand spearing into her asshole. Lara’s asshole pushed inwards around the Latina’s knuckles, before stretching open around her hand and swallowing it inside.
“Ughhh!” Lara moaned, both from the powerful vibrations inside her pussy and the feeling of the Latina woman’s hand snaking deeper inside her ass.
The Latina seemed most concerned with loosening Lara’s expanded sphincter, and only thrust her hand inside wrist deep. After a couple of minutes, the women switched places. Lara’s asshole was already gaping open about an inch wide, so the receptionist had no trouble pushing her entire hand inside. The blonde started spearing her hand in and out of Lara’s stretched asshole, going deeper and deeper with each thrust. After two minutes, she had half of her forearm buried inside Lara’s ass. By the five minutes mark, she was almost elbow deep inside Lara’s asshole.
“Oh God! Oh God!” Lara moaned.
Lara went into denial. She couldn’t believe this was happening. She looked back over her shoulder and saw that the receptionist’s entire forearm was buried inside her ass, leaving only a couple of inches below the elbow exposed, like Lara was an obscene hand puppet. She could feel the blonde’s fingers winding their way impossibly deep inside her colon. She felt her fleshy rectum expanding open around the woman’s knuckles, even as her stretched-open asshole tightly gripped the woman’s forearm.
When the blonde pulled her arm all the way out of Lara’s ass, Lara gasped at the unfamiliar feeling of her asshole distending elastically outwards from her body, as it vainly tried to maintain its death grip on the woman’s forearm. The blonde switched places with the Latina woman. Lara groaned, as her empty gaping asshole was suddenly filled up by another fist. Latina used long strokes to fuck Lara with the entire length of her forearm. She pushed her fist into Lara’s asshole as deeply as it would go, before pulling all the way out to her fingers, and then driving forward again. After another 5 minutes of elbow-deep fisting, Lara’s formerly tight asshole was gaping open almost 2-inches-wide. It was so wide that it was doubtful her butt plug would have even stayed inside her.
Dante walked over and took hold of Lara’s leash. The vibrating egg inside her pussy was keeping her on the edge of orgasming, but it wasn’t buzzing powerfully enough to let her cum. The blonde receptionist walked over to the corner of the room and returned with a round stainless-steel object, which Lara at first mistook for some kind of collar. The ring speculum had a diameter of 4-inches, and had four L-shaped arms poking out from the centre, which ran perpendicularly through the metal ring, like the points of a compass. The receptionist inserted the arms inside Lara’s asshole and then started adjusting them using specially designed wing nuts. The L-shaped arms slowly irised open until they contacted the fleshy walls of Lara’s asshole. But the receptionist kept turning the wing nuts, and Lara’s asshole slowly stretched open even wider around the arms.
Lara groaned in discomfort, but Dante leaned down and soothed her with a kiss, while the receptionist kept opening the speculum in her ass wider and wider. It felt like her asshole was being ripped in half. When the blonde was finished, Lara’s once-tight asshole had been transformed into a deep fleshy cavern, gaping open almost 3.5 inches wide. Her asshole was stretched open so wide that when she tried to stand, she couldn’t close her legs. Dante gently guided her down onto her hands and knees and told her to start crawling. He pulled her along on all fours at the end of his leash, like a dog, while the two women walked behind her. In a dreamlike daze, Lara allowed herself to be led down the dark corridor towards the main bar.
When Lara entered the bar, all conversation stopped, and the customers gathered around to observe the incredible sight of her sexy asshole, which was gaping open to the size of a softball, and resembled a deep, perfectly round black hole. Lara felt a pit open in her stomach and she felt like she would die from embarrassment. She had been naked in the bar before, but never in such an obscene and blatant way. Dante led her towards the bar, where Bill and his wife were sitting. When they saw the state of Lara’s gaping asshole, Bill’s eyes went wide with shock, while his wife just burst out laughing. Lara felt her cheeks burning with shame, as everyone in the bar gathered around to examine her cavernous asshole.
“Holy crap! You sure did a number on her!” Bill said to Dante.
Dante smiled.
“Her mouth is still nice and tight, if you want to try that. Just make sure you finish in her ass!” Dante said.
Still distracted by the vibrating egg inside her pussy, which had kept her in a constant state of arousal since it had first been inserted, Lara was snapped out of her reverie by the feeling of Bill’s hard cock slapping against her cheek. Dumbfounded, Lara unconsciously opened her mouth and started bobbing her head up and down on his cock. While she was doing that, the receptionist and Latina went around the bar, explaining to the other customers what Dante had planned. The men started to form a line behind her, while several of the woman started performing oral sex on their partners.
Lara’s mouth and tongue had lost none of their talent, and Bill was the first to approach orgasm. Rather than ejaculate down her throat, he pulled out and moved around behind her. Another cock was immediately thrust inside Lara’s mouth, while Bill masturbated until he ejaculated inside her gaping asshole. Lara shivered, as she felt Bill’s cum jetting deep inside her bowels. He was soon followed by a second man, whose wife jerked him off into Lara’s ass. The woman seemed to take particular pleasure in Lara’s degradation, and spat a long line of saliva into Lara’s gaping asshole, adding to the rising lake of cum pooling inside her. The other women followed her example, and after their husband or boyfriend finished ejaculating inside her, each one took their turn to spit into Lara’s gaping ass.
Lara sucked on cock after cock, while men came forward one or two at a time and spurted thick streams of cum directly inside her gaping asshole. With such a large target, the men could hardly miss, and the level of the gooey white lake filling her bowels quickly began to rise. There were over 60 men present in the club that night, with almost an equal number of women, and every one of them deposited their cum or saliva inside her gaping asshole. Even the bar staff got in on the action, and by the time they were finished, Lara’s ass was filled to the brim with a sticky mixture of cum and saliva
When everyone was done, the receptionist started loosening the speculum holding Lara’s asshole open. The speculum’s arms retracted inwards towards the centre, and Lara’s stretched asshole began to squeeze shut. As the pressure holding her sphincter open released, Lara let out a long, relieved moan. The gooey white lake filling her rectum slowly receded from view, until only the slightest gape in her asshole remained. Into that small hole, the receptionist inserted a transparent plastic tube. The tube was hollow and about 5 feet long, with a manual pump in the middle, and had originally been designed to siphon petrol from a car’s gas tank.
The receptionist handed the other end of the tube to the Latina woman, who pushed it into Lara’s mouth. Lara resisted, but the blonde turned up the vibrating egg still lodged inside Lara’s pussy. Any resistance Lara might have mounted ended instantly, as her senses were overwhelmed by a powerful orgasm. The Latina thrust the other end of the hollow plastic tube into Lara’s mouth, while the blonde receptionist pumped.
“Bottoms up!” the receptionist announced, as a disgusting mixture of frothy saliva and gooey cum was pumped out of Lara’s asshole and pushed up inside the transparent tube.
The bar patrons watched in excited silence, as the viscous white liquid was sucked up through the pump and then pushed out the other side. They watched the slimy substance push inexorably onwards, before it reached Lara’s mouth. Lara gagged and tried to pull back, but the Latina held her firmly in place, and Lara had no choice but to swallow. Lara’s eyes glazed over, as her mind disassociated itself from what was being done to her. Everything felt remote and distant – like watching a horror movie where a prisoner is being subjected to a perverse medical experiment. Her mind was unable to cope with the horror and revulsion she felt and simply shut down.
Lara went into a catatonic state. She was dimly aware of the people around her cheering and laughing, as her asshole slowly emptied and deflated like a bladder. She could taste the cum filling her mouth, and the disgusting sensation of it oozing down her throat, into her stomach. At some point, the tube was removed from her ass and mouth. The rest of the night was a blur. She remembered flashes of being carried out of the bar by Dante, being washed in his shower and being wrapped in a bathrobe. She remembered sitting in the passenger seat of his sportscar, being driven somewhere. Then everything went black.
When Lara awoke the next morning, she had no idea where she was, save that Dante was asleep beside her. In silence, Lara agonised over what she had allowed to happen the previous night. That depraved display should never have happened. What was wrong with her, she wondered? She had sucked the cum of over 60 men out of her ass through a straw. What kind of woman did that? What had she become? She felt like she was losing herself in her relationship with Dante. It had to end, she decided firmly! I’ll tell him it’s over!
“I’ll tell him when he wakes up.” Lara said softly.
“What was that, my love?” Dante asked, opening his eyes.
Lara’s heart fluttered, hearing her handsome boyfriend refer to her as “his love” for the first time. Lara was suddenly filled with uncertainty again. Did this mean he was her boyfriend? They had never really discussed their relationship, or where it was leading. No, stick to the script, a voice in Lara’s mind insisted!
“Dante… about last night…” Lara started to say.
Dante smiled and gave her a passionate French kiss that stole her words.
“You were incredible! Amazing! I’ve never seen anything like it. I wasn’t going to push you that far, but Lena, my receptionist, insisted you could take it. She said she knew from the moment you walked into my club that you were the only woman for me!” Dante said.
Lara beamed from his praise, but the voice in her mind was insistent. She started tell him that they needed to talk, but then she suddenly stopped.
“Where are we?” Lara asked, looking around the darkened bedroom.
“My place.” Dante said.
He pressed a button on the dresser and automated blinds lifted to reveal a multi-million-dollar view of the sun rising over London.
“You’re the first woman I’ve ever shown this view to.” Dante said.
Lara felt her heart melt. The screaming voice in her mind receded away – drowned out by the knowledge that Dante loved her. Lara snuggled into his chest, and Dante continued speaking while gently stroking her hair.
“I thought we could spend the day together, like a regular couple. We can do the same next Friday – maybe even go out to dinner. You could stay over, if you like, so you don’t have to drive all the way back to Abingdon.” Dante said.
This was music to Lara’s ears. She had won the heart of her handsome bad boy lover. She couldn’t be more pleased.
“Then next Saturday, you can pass the final test, so I can formally adopt you as my Submissive.” Dante said.
Lara felt the butterflies return to her stomach.
“What final test?” Lara asked.
“Any woman I have a relationship with needs to be comfortable with Free Use. I know you can do it!” Dante said.
Lara desperately wanted to tell him “No,” but somehow that word transformed itself into a softly submissive “Ok” instead. She was so close to getting Dante to commit to having a relationship with her, and she didn’t want to risk undoing all her hard work by letting him down and failing at the last hurdle.
They had a wonderful day, walking around town and eating out at a fancy restaurant. Dante had even bought several expensive outfits in her size for her to wear. Lara’s happiness at his interest in her once again clouded her better judgement, and she allowed herself to be seduced by Dante’s devilishly good looks and charming personality. That night, he drove her back to Dante’s Inferno, so she could collect her motorcycle and ride it back to her Estate. Her staff had rightly assumed that Lara had been with a man. Zip, her tech support, and Alister, her research assistant, both pressed her for salacious details, while Winston, her butler and oldest friend, was merely happy that she had found a man she loved. Lara would have been ashamed to her core, if any of them found out the true details of what she had been doing the previous night.
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