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Lara's Voluntary Enslavement	By : CrossroadsMk2 Category: +S through Z > Tomb Raider (all) > Tomb Raider (all) Views: 56906 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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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Thirty-eight weeks have passed since Lady Lara Croft signed over her noble Title to her former childhood friend Sarah Green, the billionaire heiress and new Countess of Abingdon. Publicly, Lara has assumed the role of Sarah’s maid, but in private, she’s little more than a sex slave, serving the perverted whims of the new Countess. After 8 months of psychological manipulation, Sarah has succeeded in transforming Lara from an elegant Countess into a hardcore pornstar on Onlyfans. Lara’s fall from high society is complete, and now the only question is how much lower she’ll sink before her year of slavery ends.
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In the week that followed Lara’s live sex show at the Gaming Convention, Lara’s Onlyfans membership almost doubled again to over 18 million subscribers. Lara’s Onlyfans page now had a projected yearly turnover of over $1 billion dollars, with millions more coming in from product endorsements, merchandise, and advertising. Lara was now the most successful adult performer in history, with more name recognition than any Hollywood actress, and a brand-value that rivalled most Hollywood Studios. Lara had become so famous that even mainstream advertisers, seeking a younger audience, had started doing product placements in her livestreams. Thanks to the increased demand, the cost of getting a brand’s logo displayed on Lara’s livestreams quadrupled.
Lara continued with her pornstar collaborations, shooting scenes with different male and female pornstars two to three days a week, while the rest of her livestreams were solo performances. Lara’s daily sessions in the playroom continued as usual, but with one important change – Lara now knew that Sam was inside the playroom with her, watching and directing her. Sam had not removed Lara’s sensory deprivation helmet again; but just knowing that Sam was there made the anonymous sex Lara was having feel much more intimate and exciting. Lara experienced some of her best orgasms in the playroom that week, but a question was gnawing at the back of her mind.
Lara finally worked up the courage to ask Sam about it a few days later. Lara had just finished her morning livestream, and was now following her usual routine of masturbating, while she read through her subscriber comments. The comments that Lara saw on her Onlyfans page were curated and filtered by an advanced AI algorithm, which showed her only the positive comments, and hid anything critical or disparaging – although those comments were still visible to anyone else who logged into her Onlyfans page. Lara’s Onlyfans videos now received so many comments that Sam had hired a team of women to reply to Lara’s comments and flirt with her fans (while pretending to be her). They also kept Sam updated on what the fans did and didn’t like, so that Sam could direct Lara’s activities accordingly.
Between the women curating Lara’s comments section and the offsite tech support, Sam oversaw a team of over 20 employees to help run Lara’s Onlyfans business. For Sam, producing Lara’s Onlyfans content had gone from being a fun hobby to a fulltime job. Sam was still motivated by her desire to help Lara realise her full protentional as a sexually liberated woman, but now she had a financial incentive as well – Sam’s salary consisted of 10 percent of Lara’s Onlyfans earnings, which now amounted to over 9 million dollars a month, before tax!
“Sam… who are the other people in the playroom?” Lara asked suddenly.
Sam looked at her from across the computer desk. Lara was naked, with her legs spread lewdly apart, and she was shamelessly rubbing her pussy and teasing her nipples. Lara was embarrassed by her chronic need to masturbate, but the troublesome behaviour had become so ingrained that she did it every chance she got.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Sam asked, smiling as if Lara had said something foolish.
Lara blushed, but continued to shamelessly masturbate in front of her.
“It’s the Charity members, silly!” Sam answered, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Lara felt lightheaded, and her chest tightened at the revelation.
“Oh, don’t worry, Lara! I asked everyone what they thought, and all of them agreed that they don’t mind too much.” Sam said casually.
“What do you mean they don’t mind?” Lara asked incredulously.
“They think its fine! They know you have needs and this is something you need to do, to grow as a woman.” Sam lied. “And the Charity Members were the perfect ones to help, since they’ve already signed non-disclosure agreements. Besides, aren’t you the one who’s always boasting about how the English upper-class always circles-around to protect their own?”
It was true, Lara mused. The English aristocracy might gossip amongst themselves, but they always kept these scandalous rumours away from the lower orders, lest the peasants lose respect for their aristocratic betters. However, that created another problem in Lara’s mind – her social circle might keep her secrets from the outside world, but what were they saying about her amongst themselves? In her experience, people born into the highest social circles loved nothing better than to spread salacious gossip about one another. Her reputation might be safe amongst the commoners, but what did high society think of her antics? Lara had to know!
“What do they say about me?” Lara asked hesitantly, almost dreading the answer.
Sam supressed a triumphant smile. This was the moment she had been waiting for; the moment that she and Lady Sarah had been planning for.
“I could tell you, but you might think I was lying to spare your feelings.” Sam said. “So why don’t I show you instead? Just this once, I could turn off the noise cancellation in your helmet, and let you hear what the people in the playroom are saying about you.”
Lara felt herself getting wet, imagining what her peers were saying about her behind her back. The combination of fear and excitement triggered intense feelings of arousal, and she started rubbing her clit more vigorously, as her orgasm approached.
“You’ll need to pretend you can’t hear anything, though. I could get into a lot of trouble if any of the Charity Members found out – we had to promise them all anonymity as a condition of them participating.” Sam lied.
Lara nodded her agreement, too distracted by her impending orgasm to question why the Charity Members would need to remain anonymous, when so many other people had used her openly. Everything about her arrangement with Lady Sarah had started to become blurry for Lara. Lady Sarah gaslit her into believing that the Sex Slave Contract was her own idea, conceived years before when they were at boarding school. Given how her body was reacting, Lara was slowly becoming convinced that she enjoyed being treated like a sex slave, and that Sarah and Sam were doing her a favour by letting her live out her wildest fantasy.
Lara’s torture at the hands of Konstantin and his mercenaries in Siberia should have made her doubt Lady Sarah’s motives; but Lara had blocked-out those painful memories, like a form of PTSD. Her torture by Trinity had mentally broken her. She was wracked with guilt over her betrayal of her friend Jonah, and she felt ashamed at how easily she had been beaten by the Trinity soldiers, and how quickly she had surrendered to them out of fear. So much of her identity and sense of self-worth was tied to being physically skilled and mentally tough; but Konstantine had made a mockery of her fighting skills and exposed her as a pathetic coward. The mind can only cope with so much pain, before it locks away the painful memories to protect itself. Lara didn’t remember much of what happened to her in Siberia, because subconsciously she didn’t want to remember.
“I’m a dirty little slut!” Lara moaned, as she orgasmed in front of Sam.
Sam smiled with amusement, as she always did when Lara orgasmed in front of her, which was often.
“I’ll take care of everything! Just leave it to me!” Sam said, rising from her chair to make the arrangements.
Lara wasted most of the afternoon masturbating and watching porn. At 4.00pm, she rode the servant’s elevator downstairs to the playroom. Lara changed out of her clothes and removed her 2-inch-wide butt plug. Her asshole gaped open, as it always did when she removed the teardrop-shaped butt plug from her ass, before she squeezed it shut. Thanks to her daily Kegel exercises, Lara had developed extraordinary levels of strength and elasticity in her vaginal and anal muscles. In fact, had there been an Olympic sport testing the strength and control that a person had over their private parts, Lara would surely have won the gold medal!
Lara showered, to wash away the stale sweat and smell of hours of masturbation. Then she lubricated her pussy and asshole, applied her makeup and perfume, and brushed her hair into a long ponytail. For some reason, the knowledge that she was about to be used by people she knew made Lara want to look her best. At 4.30pm, the large steel double-doors at the other end of the room rolled open. Lara walked naked into the playroom, as she had done every afternoon since returning from overseas with Lady Sarah, and strode onto the platform. Lara already felt herself growing wet with anticipation, and she silently prayed that she didn’t embarrass herself by leaking love juice down her inner thighs.
“Step onto the platform.” Sam’s synthesised voice told her.
It was an automated message and entirely unnecessary, since Lara was already in position.
“Place your feet into the marking and raise your arms above your head.” Sam’s voice ordered.
Lara guessed that this was a pre-recorded message, since it never changed. Lara was already waiting, with arms raised above her head.
“Thank you, Lara.” Sam’s voice said.
As Lara waited, 6 smooth tentacle-like robotic arms descended from the ceiling to ensnare her. Four of the arms clamped shut around her wrists and ankles, pinning them securely in place. A fifth arm, with a larger clamp, closed around her waist, and then the sixth arm lowered a white half-face helmet over Lara’s head. Lara’s world immediately went dark, as the sensory deprivation helmet descended over her eyes and ears; but this time rather than being deaf and blind to the outside world, she had a heightened sense of hearing. It reminded Lara of the noise-cancelling headphones she used for shooting, which blocked out the sounds of gunfire but enhanced all the other sounds around her.
Lara felt the arms lift her into the air, until she was hanging about a foot off the ground. She waited like that for a couple of minutes, feeling the anticipation build, until she heard the metal doors at the other end of the playroom roll open.
“Oh my God!” A voice said, and Lara blushed bright red, as she immediately recognised the voice as belonging her friend, Mary.
Led by Sam, four of Lara’s closest friends (or more accurately, her frenemies), Mary, Sybil, Naomi and Allison, entered the playroom. Mary was practically giddy with enthusiasm, but even Sybil, Naomi and Allison couldn’t hide their excitement. The tension had been building from the moment they had entered through the main entrance to the playroom. Upon descending the expensive marble staircase and passing through the steel security door, they were greeted by a long portrait gallery, which served as the luxurious entryway to the basement playroom.
The women were shocked by the explicit nature of Lara’s portraits, which depicted her naked and performing lewd group sex activities in a variety of settings. Mary was elated by how far Lara had fallen, and that Lady Sarah had essentially transformed the servant’s level of Croft Manor into a private brothel for Lara to whore herself in. Inside the lounge, they were greeted by Hillary, who made each woman a sublime cocktail of their choice, and then invited them to prepare themselves in the changing rooms provided. Now all four women, along with Sam, were wearing expensive white robes and standing inside the brightly-lit playroom, looking at a completely naked Lara Croft, being suspended from the ceiling by half-a-dozen tentacle-like arms.
“Wow! It’s like something from a sci-fi movie!” Naomi said, awestruck.
“You’re sure she can’t hear us?” Mary asked.
“She’s wearing a sensory deprivation helmet that blocks out all light and noise, rendering her completely deaf and blind.” Sam explained.
Lara knew Sam was lying, because she could hear every word being said around her. What Lara didn’t know is that she was also being lied to: Mary, Sybil, Naomi and Allison all knew that Lara could hear them. The conversation that followed was completely fake and rehearsed. The women took turns complimenting different parts of Lara’s body: her long muscular legs; her perfectly shaped ass; her large gravity-defying breasts; and her tiny waist and gorgeous hourglass figure. The women were all jealous of her to some extent, whether they admitted it or not, which made their performances more believable. All of them would objectively be considered pretty, but Lara was beautiful, and Sam knew that she loved hearing about it!
Lara fought to keep her facial expression neutral, to keep up the charade that she was deaf, but she felt elated by her friends’ compliments. Then their conversation turned to what they thought about what Lara was doing. When they mentioned her slave contract with Lady Sarah, Lara silently held her breath, dreading their judgement. But she was pleasantly surprised to learn that they all supported her and wanted to help. They stroked Lara’s ego, by saying how brave she was for following her dreams, and how they never would have had the guts to do what she was doing; and they fed Lara’s narcissism by admitting how jealous they were that she was getting to live out her wildest sexual fantasies with no negative consequences.
That last point was repeated by all four women: that when Lara was finished acting crazy and irresponsible, she would be returning to her old life with no negative consequences. Most people would rather defend a lie than face the reality of a painful truth; so, Lara wilfully accepted the comforting lie they were telling her. In her mind, this was a “what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas” scenario, so she gave herself permission to explore her darkest desires, and told herself the comforting lie that she wouldn’t pay any price for doing so.
Sam explained the operation of the playroom to the women, and then it was time to get started. Sam started the women off with the 10-inch-long dildo attachments, which were specially designed for oral sex and had an airhole cut into them, to allow Lara to breath normally while she was being deepthroated. The black dildos were 1.5-inches in diameter – the thickest size that Lara could comfortably fit inside her mouth without dislocating her jaw – and much floppier than the larger horse dildos, which allowed them to bend and twist down Lara’s throat.
The women disrobed and buckled their Futa Belts into place. Mary insisted that she be allowed to go first. Sam used the robotic arms to flip Lara over onto her back, about 3-feet above the ground. Lara looked like she was lying across an invisible table, with her head bent back over the edge, making a straight line from her mouth to her throat. As Mary lined up the tip of her strap-on with Lara’s mouth, the other women gathered around for a closer look. They had all seen Lara taking similarly-sized dildos on her Onlyfans livestreams, but the dildos appeared much larger in person, and it just didn’t seem possible that anyone could take something this big down their throat!
Mary pushed forward, and Lara obediently opened her mouth. Mary moaned, as the inner phallus of her Futa Belt expanded inside her pussy, in direct proportion to the depth of her penetration. Mary watched with growing delight, as her strap-on dildo pushed through Lara’s open mouth and into her throat. Amazingly, Mary was able to see the progress of her dildo by the way it caused Lara’s throat to bulge outwards around it.
“Holy fuck!” Mary exclaimed, as the tightness of Lara’s throat made her Futa Belt vibrate faster.
The women watched as Lara’s slender throat expanded around the dildo, like a snake swallowing an egg. Mary started thrusting in and out, watching as the bulge of her dildo pushed up and down Lara’s distended throat. Lara’s incredibly tight throat, coupled with Mary’s excitement at being able to use her greatest rival in such an indecent fashion, meant that she didn’t last long. After her orgasm, she stood aside and Sybil went next. Being almost a foot shorter than Mary, Sybil needed Sam to lower Lara’s position a little, so she didn’t have to stand on her tippytoes.
“Goddamn, she’s good!” Sybil commented, placing a hand against Lara’s windpipe, so that she could feel the passage of her dildo inside Lara’s throat.
Saliva was leaking out from around the dildo and spilling down Lara’s beautiful face, messing up her makeup. Sybil only pulled out halfway, and then rammed back into Lara’s mouth up to the hilt. Sybil started pistoning her strap-on in and out of Lara’s mouth. Lara’s throat made slutty “Gluk, Gluk, Gluk” noises, but the airhole allowed her to breath and not pass out. When Sybil orgasmed, it was Naomi’s turn. The pretty brown-skinned woman, of mixed English-African descent, had a secret dominant streak, and she was really getting off on seeing a proud woman like Lara Croft being made so helpless and submissive. Without any hesitation, Naomi slid the entire length of her dildo between Lara’s wet lips and down her throat.
“Wow! If this is what a blowjob feels like, I can see way the boys are always begging for them!” Naomi smiled.
Naomi grabbed Lara’s ponytail for leverage and started brutally pumping her dildo in and out of Lara’s unresisting throat. Naomi turned and smiled at her best friend, Allison, who was staring at Lara’s stretched-open throat in wide-eyed shock.
“Maybe you should get Lara to give you some pointers for your boyfriend!” Naomi teased.
Allison was much more sexually conservative than her friends, and she looked shocked by the abuse Lara’s throat was taking. Allison glanced up at Naomi, and was even more shocked by how much her best friend seemed to be enjoying herself. After another couple of minutes of brutal face-fucking, Naomi orgasmed.
“Ahhhhhhh! Yes, you dirty girl!” Naomi said, as she rubbed her saliva-drenched strap-on all over Lara’s wet face, smearing her makeup even more.
“Your turn!” Naomi said, turning to Allison.
Allison blushed and reluctantly stepped forward. She unconsciously crossed her arms across her breasts, while she gazed down at Lara’s pretty face, which was now smeared with makeup and drenched in saliva. Allison was the tallest woman present, standing 5’10” tall, but the slender blonde had the smallest breasts amongst the group – something she was very self-conscious about. She hesitantly slid the tip of her strap-on inside Lara’s open mouth, and after some encouragement from Naomi, pushed forward. Allison moaned from the unexpected expansion and vibration of her Futa belt, which mimicked the feeling of her dildo sliding along Lara’s tongue and entering her throat.
“Why don’t you invite Lara over for a threesome!” Naomi teased, as she playfully squeezed Allison’s nipples, causing the pretty blonde to yelp and squirm.
“I don’t want Lara anywhere near my boyfriend!” Allison exclaimed defensively, while pushing Naomi’s hands away. “One look at her and he’ll forget all about me!”
Lara smiled around the dildo, which caused even more saliva to drool down from the corners of her mouth. Hearing her friends talking about her, as if she wasn’t there, was deliciously exciting – like eavesdropping on a private conversation or reading someone’s diary. Allison’s admission that she was afraid Lara would steal her boyfriend was a further boost to Lara’s ego. When Allison orgasmed a few minutes later, Sam repositioned Lara with her legs spread and bent over, as if she was a naughty secretary being bent over her boss’s invisible desk. Sam collected the black 10-inch strap-ons, and passed around the much more impressive 18-inch-long horse dildos
“Now this is more like it!” Mary said happily, eagerly grabbing her dildo.
“This thing is huge!” Naomi commented, staring incredulously at the enormous horse dildo she was holding.
Sybil just laughed, when she was handed the giant dildo, while Allison seemed too stunned for words. The giant 18-inch-long dildos were modelled after a horse penis, although they lacked the characteristic flared tip and medial ring. The horse cocks were 3-inches-wide at the base and gradually tapered to 2.75-inches-wide at the mushroom-shaped tip. Mary was tempted to ruin Lara’s pussy with the thick horse cock first, but she just couldn’t pass up Lara’s delightfully gaping asshole. Months of wearing thick butt plugs around-the-lock had left Lara’s ass with a permanent finger-sized gape. Lara could squeeze it shut if she wanted, but it required conscious effort – like concentrating on sucking in your stomach. The changes appeared to be permanent, and Lara now preferred to wear a butt plug whenever she wasn’t having sex, as it was more comfortable than concentrating on clenching her ass closed all the time.
“Mmmmm, I just love her body!” Mary said, running her hands down Lara’s flanks, as if she were a prized racehorse.
They others voiced their agreement, and Lara basked in their compliments. It was true: 9 months of daily exercises and a strictly controlled diet had taken Lara’s already sexy body and made it perfect – combining the sexy curves of a swimsuit model with the lithe muscles of a gymnast. However, what Mary was referring to dramatic change to Lara’s physical appearance. Lara Croft had once been a posh English aristocrat, beautiful and elegant; but now she looked like a cheap tattoo-covered slut. Mary was delighted by the speed of her hated rival’s downfall, from classy Countess to common whore!
Sam passed Mary a tube of lubricant, which she rubbed across the length of her dildo, until it was glistening and slippery from base to tip. Then Mary pressed the tip of her horse dildo against the open doughnut-hole of Lara’s ass, and pushed forward. Lara grunted, as the thick black horse dildo expanded her gaping sphincter open even wider. Lara’s asshole pushed inwards around the strap-on, slowly stretching open wider and wider, until the slippery tip of the horse dildo squeezed past her anal ring and slipped inside. Both Lara and Mary shuddered from the intense sensations they experienced, as the horse dildo expanded Lara’s rectum and slid inside her colon. Lara’s round buttocks spread outwards around the thick horse cock, creating an optical illusion that her hips were widening to accommodate it. Deeper and deeper the dildo went, distending Lara’s bowels around it like a condom.
“No fucking way!” Naomi commented, giggling with excitement.
“How is that even possible?” Allison asked, shocked that anyone could withstand such abuse.
Sybil knelt and placed a hand on Lara’s formerly flat stomach, which was now bulging outwards around the thick horse cock.
“That’s incredible!” Sybil said, her voice filled with awe.
All the women had seen Lara masturbate with identical dildos on her livestreams, but seeing her being fucked with one in person was even more impressive!
“Such a sexy little slut!” Mary growled, as she pistoned the horse dildo in and out of Lara’s stretched-open asshole.
Lara shivered with pleasure at hearing Mary calling her a sexy slut. She desperately wished her hands were free, so that she could masturbate. Lara realised that having her friends talk dirty about her – especially Mary, her one-time rival – was really turning her on! She was glad that they had repaired their strained relationship, and were now friends. For her part, Mary loved manipulating Lara and laughing at her behind her back. Mary thought it was hilarious that Lara was dumb enough to think that Mary was her friend. Mary pretended to be her friend, only so she could enjoy Lara’s downfall and ensure that it would be permanent!
Mary moaned loudly, as she pushed all 18-inches of thick black horse cock balls-deep inside Lara’s ass. Mary reminded herself to compliment Lady Sarah on her Futa Belt invention: Mary had been sceptical at first, but she had to admit that the Futa Belt made it feel like the giant dildo was a part of her, and she was actually fucking Lara with it. Mary spent the next minute brutally pistoning her horse dildo in and out of Lara’s rapidly loosening asshole. Finally, Mary couldn’t hold-out any longer, and the vibrating inner phallus made her orgasm.
Mary collapsed onto Lara’s back and kissed her neck, before whispering, “you are so pretty” in her ear, for Lara’s benefit. Lara heard it and felt her connection to her “friend” Mary grow even stronger. Mary pulled out of Lara’s gaping asshole and stood aside. Being a wealthy aristocrat, Mary wasn’t used to physical exertion and had to catch her breath. Sybil was next in line. After Mary’s fucking, Lara’s anal gape had doubled in size, and was now over 1-inch-wide. Sybil thrust into Lara’s open ass, watching as Lara’s sphincter stretched open around her dildo, as she pushed it all the way inside. The feeling of Lara’s asshole swallowing her strap-on cock felt amazing for Sybil, but Lara wasn’t any closer to cuming herself.
“Please! I need more!” Lara pleaded hornily.
Lara blushed, when she heard her friends laughing at her slutty pleas, and joke about how horny she must be, if having 18-inches of horse cock jammed up her ass wasn’t enough for her. Lara felt herself becoming even wetter, and she realised that the humiliation of being used by people she knew was adding another dimension to her sexual pleasure. In that moment, she realised that she liked being sexually humiliated, and she wanted more!
“Please! I need a cock in my pussy as well! Please, let me cum!” Lara begged.
The women looked over at Sam expectantly, who smiled and nodded. Sam pressed a series of buttons on her controller, and the robotic arms manoeuvred Lara onto her hands and knees, on the ground
“Hey!” Sybil complained, as Lara’s stretched asshole was pulled off her horse dildo with a lewd sucking noise.
But when Sybil saw Lara’s new position on her hands and knees, with her thighs splayed apart, she realised what Sam intended. Sybil smiled.
“Who wants to join me?” Sybil asked, looking over at Allison and Naomi.
Allison’s eyes widened in fear, as she wasn’t nearly as perverted as her friends, but Naomi was more than happy to volunteer in her place. The pretty brown woman slid between Lara’s legs, until her own strap-on was directly beneath Lara’s smoothly-shaven pussy. Sam used the controller to lower Lara’s crotch towards the floor. Lara groaned happily, as her pussy lips were stretched open around Naomi’s horse cock. The arms continued to lower Lara down, until her pussy had slid almost halfway down the horse dildo. With the tip of Naomi’s dildo pushing upwards against her cervix, Lara felt Sybil’s dildo pushing into her ass from behind. Lara shivered, as she felt the two dildos pressing inwards against each other, through the sensitive flesh separating her pussy and asshole.
“Ready?” Naomi grinned, and Sybil nodded.
Lara’s friends began haphazardly, but soon found their rhythm and started pumping their strap-ons in and out of Lara’s stretched pussy and asshole. Thanks to her daily sex sessions with Lady Sarah’s custom Futa Belt, with its twin 12-inch tentacle dildos, double-penetration was now Lara’s favourite sexual activity, and she orgasmed almost immediately.
“I’m a dirty little slut!” Lara moaned wantonly, which caused her friends to laugh at her again.
While Lara shuddered and jerked around within her steel bonds, Naomi and Sybil kept pounding her pussy and asshole without mercy, until they orgasmed one after the other. The naked sweaty friends pulled out of Lara’s stretched-open holes and disentangled themselves from her. Allison blushed, when she realised it was her turn. Understanding what was expected of her, she reluctantly knelt behind Lara. Lara’s anal gape had grown by another quarter-inch, to over 1.25-inches-in-diameter, and her sloppy pussy was now also gaping-open about half-an-inch-wide. Allison stood frozen by indecision.
“The agony of choice!” Naomi whispered playfully into her ear.
Allison loved Naomi like a sister, but she found her predatory smile disconcerting. If Allison wasn’t so clueless, she might have realised that Naomi was a closet lesbian, who’d had the hots for her since they’d met. Allison had a long-term boyfriend, but that didn’t stop Naomi from dropping cheeky hints whenever he wasn’t around. She’d even suggested a threesome – being willing to put-up with fucking Allison’s boyfriend, if it meant having sex with Allison as well. Unaware of her best friend’s intentions, Allison chose the path of least resistance, and pushed the enormous horse dildo inside Lara’s gaping ass.
Lara moaned loudly, as her asshole was impaled by another horse dildo. By that time, Mary had fully recovered and wanted another turn fucking Lara’s hot body. Mary slid in-between Lara’s spread thighs and pushed her horse dildo up into Lara’s unoccupied pussy. Lara moaned happily, as she was double penetrated again. For the remainder of the 2-hour playroom session, the Lara’s friends double-fucked Lara in multiple different positions, making it a competition to see how many times they could make her orgasm. The entire time they used her, Lara’s friends kept feeding her ego – describing how sexy and talented she was, how jealous they were of her, and how they’d all be keeping their boyfriends away from her, for fear of Lara stealing them.
The playroom session went longer than normal. Sam chose to sacrifice her private time with Lara at the end of the session, so that the girls would have more time to get Lara accustomed to being sexually used by her friends. It worked, because not only did being gangbanged by her friends make Lara’s orgasms much more enjoyable, but it left her desperately craving more! This led to another conversation, initiated by Sam, in the photo studio the following day.
“So, what do you think?” Sam asked, after outlining her proposal.
Lara was naked and masturbating again, but Sam was talking to her as if nothing was amiss. Lara was grateful that Sam didn’t make a big deal about her masturbation problem. She felt lucky to have such a good friend.
“I don’t know…” Lara said noncommittally, not wanting to appear too eager.
“Come-on, Lara! You’ve only got 3 months left of your slave contract. Don’t you want to experience as much as you can? What do you have to lose?” Sam asked persuasively.
“But this would be in front of everyone!” Lara objected.
“I knew you’d chicken out!” Sam said derisively.
Lara bristled at the comment, just as Sam intended.
“I’m not chickening out! I’m just not sure it’s a good idea!” Lara retorted defensively.
“What are you so afraid of? Everyone’s already seen you naked; they’ve all had sex with you in the playroom. So, what difference does it make if you have sex with them again?” Sam argued.
Lara thought about it. She tried to think of a good argument against what Sam was saying, but she couldn’t. In truth, Lara knew that she wanted to do this, and she was looking for an excuse to give herself permission to try it.
“I guess you have a point…” Lara answered with feigned reluctance.
Lara was surprised by how aroused the thought of having sex in front of all the guests at her birthday party was making her. She hadn’t realised it yet, but her African gangbang had awakened an exhibitionist streak in her.
“So, you’ll do it?” Sam asked expectantly.
Lara nodded. Sam smiled triumphantly and pulled her into a tight hug.
“You won’t regret this, Lara!” Sam said, before releasing her and heading off to make the necessary preparations.
D-Day came at the end of the week. Rather than a dinner, Lara’s 26^th birthday party was scheduled to start at 11.00am, just before lunchtime. Lara awoke at 6.00am and headed downstairs for her morning workout, but this time Lady Sarah got up with her. Lady Sarah had forbidden Lara from masturbating that morning, and she was staying with Lara to ensure that her order was obeyed. As they walked downstairs, they were greeted by several of Lady Sarah’s Vietnamese maids, who were already busy at work, cleaning the Manor from top to bottom.
The maids normally didn’t start work until 8.00am – well after Lara’s morning exercise routine – but they had started early to finish the preparations for Lara’s birthday party. As always, the maids were respectful to Lady Sarah, but they showed none of that deference to Lara herself. Lara blushed with shame and arousal, as she heard the maids whispering and giggling about her, as she walked past. Lara was dressed only in a tiny pink crop top, which exposed a scandalous amount of her cleavage, and a matching pink thong, which did nothing to hide the stainless-steel butt plug sticking out of her ass.
Lara’s vigorous hour-long workout was livestreamed to her fans, with Lady Sarah staying out of frame in the background. Afterwards, Lara went into the toilet to perform her Kegel exercises. Again, Lady Sarah accompanied her. The Kegel exerciser resembled a stainless-steel speculum, with 8 spring-loaded arms that opened outwards like an umbrella. While closed, the Kegel exerciser was about 1-inch-in-diameter, but once released, it opened to almost 3-inches-wide. This was the first time Lara had used the device with an audience, and she found that being watched made her feel even hornier.
“Lara!” Lady Sarah admonished her, as Lara’s hand absentmindedly strayed down between her legs.
Ever since she started masturbating daily in the photo studio, Lara found it harder and harder to control her sexual urges. Feeling horny all the time made it hard to focus, and any lapse in concentration caused her to unconsciously start masturbating, as if her body had a mind of its own.
“Sorry, my Lady.” Lara apologised, as she squeezed her gaping pussy closed around the Kegel exerciser for 10-reps, and then repeated the same exercise with her asshole.
Afterwards, they both ate breakfast and showered. Then it was time to get ready. They went downstairs to the enormous main bathroom, which now doubled as a luxury spa and salon – complete with massage tables, professional washing stations and beauty stations. They didn’t have time for a massage today, and spent the next 2-hours getting their hair and make-up professionally done by a pair of beauty technicians. Lara sat on her hands the entire time – worried that any lapse in concentration might cause her to start masturbating in front of these complete strangers.
When they were finished, both women wore a layer of subtle natural-looking makeup; Lady Sarah had some stylish waves added to her long blonde hair, while Lara’s hair was combed straight and then braided into her long trademark ponytail. Still wearing their luxurious white dressing gowns, they walked upstairs to the master bedroom to dress. Lady Sarah chose a full-length blue silk gown and matching high heels, which she topped off with a diamond necklace and matching earrings. Lara was still in the dark about what exactly Lady Sarah and Sam had planned for her birthday, so she was shocked when she saw the outfit that Lady Sarah had laid out for her to wear. It was gorgeous! A white evening gown made from expensive French lace, with a floral pattern handstitched from hundreds of Swarovski crystals.
The one-off designer dress must have cost a fortune! It even came with a matching Swarovski crystal butt plug! The new plug was also made of stainless steel, but it was slightly larger than her current one. The new butt plug was 5-inches-long and teardrop-shaped. The plug was 2.25-inches in diameter at its widest point, and tapered down to a 0.75-inch-diameter neck and a 1.5-inch-diameter base, with a sparkling brilliant-cut Swarovski crystal set into it. The fact that Lara felt grateful for her expensive birthday outfit, rather than embarrassed, was another sign of how effective Lady Sarah’s psychological manipulation had been.
Lara removed her plain old steel butt plug and inserted her fancy new crystal one. Although large, the new butt plug was still significantly smaller than a horse dildo – or Sam’s fist! – so Lara became accustomed to it almost immediately. Next, Lara put on a set of expensive designer lingerie, consisting of a white lace bra and a matching white lace G-string. Lara lifted the white lace gown over her head, and allowed Lady Sarah to zip it up at the back. The floor-length gown was truly stylish and elegant, with a high neck and sleeves that covered both shoulders. Above it, Lara wore a white Swarovski crystal choker and a pair of matching earrings; and beneath it, Lara wore pair of bespoke white leather high heels, again accented with Swarovski crystals. The dress was fancy enough to work as a wedding dress, which was appropriate, considering that the entire outfit must have cost at least 10,000 pounds!
After they were dressed, Lara and Lady Sarah walked downstairs to the formal dining room. By now, most of the guests had already arrived and were being seated. Lara saw dozens of female servers in black suits, showing the guests to their tables. Lara still wasn’t used to the enormous size of the new dining room. During the renovations, Lady Sarah had doubled the floorspace by extending the dining room outwards from the house, via the addition of a metal and glass conservatory. It was a warm summer’s day and sunlight was streaming into the space through the large conservatory windows.
The party guests were arranged across 6 long tables, each seating 50 people, with all the men seated on one side and all the women seated on the other. Most of the guests were already in their seats and were being served refreshments. Lara didn’t recognise any of the servers, but she was grateful that Lady Sarah had brought in outsiders for the party, rather than using her bitchy Vietnamese maids. Lara saw Sam standing nearby, holding a stabilised video camera. Sam waved at her cheerfully, and Lara waved back. Sam was the only person present not wearing formal attire. All the other guests were dressed in tuxedos or full-length gowns, but Sam was dressed in a white t-shirt, jeans and a black leather jacket.
“Ready?” Sam asked.
Lara took a deep breath and nodded.
“Don’t worry! You’ll do great!” Sam said, pulling her into a hug.
“You look amazing, by the way!” Sam said, and Lara couldn’t help but feel elated by her compliment.
Lara felt a tug on her hand and turned to find Lady Sarah standing next to her.
“I have faith in you, Lara.” Lady Sarah said earnestly, before leaning in and tenderly kissing Lara on the lips.
Their intimate kiss was witnessed by the nearest table party guests, who smiled knowingly at each other, but Lara didn’t notice. She only had eyes for Lady Sarah, and she felt her doubts evaporate, as she melted into her lover’s arms. Lady Sarah broke-off their passionate kiss with a smile, and then strode up to the podium at the back of the dining room, which had been set-up in front of the large conservatory windows. Lady Sarah spoke into the microphone.
“Ladies and gentlemen, we are here today to celebrate Lara’s 26^th birthday.” Lady Sarah announced. “More than that, we are here to celebrate her courage, for being willing to try new experiences and live life to the fullest. I know we all feel honoured to have the opportunity to join her on this journey, and we will do everything we can to help her discover her true self.”
The room erupted into thunderous applause, and Lady Sarah motioned for Lara to join her at the podium. As soon as Lara stepped in front of the sunlit windows, her white lace gown turned translucent, revealing the dark outline of the feminine curves hiding beneath.
“Lara, you’ve come so far in the last 9 months that we’ve been together. I know it’s been difficult, abandoning your life of wealth and privilege, but I believe you realise now that it was necessary for you to lose everything, in order to find out who you really are.” Lady Sarah said.
Lady Sarah’s gaslighting had worked, and Lara now believed that everything Sarah had done to her was for her own good. She had even started thinking of the slave contract as her “voluntary enslavement”. Lara smiled happily, oblivious to the fact that she was a lamb being led to the slaughter. Lady Sarah held up a piece of paper.
“This is a contract that will formally transfer the Title of Countess of Abingdon back to its rightful owner – my birthday gift to Lara!” Lady Sarah said.
There was polite clapping from the audience, although many of them were perplexed by the announcement. They weren’t privy to Lady Sarah’s plans and didn’t understand why she was returning Lara’s Title to her 3 months early. Indeed, many of the women, Mary included, had hoped that Sarah would find a way to swindle Lara out of her Title and estate permanently; since they were jealous of Lara’s fame and beauty, and wanted to see her brought down a peg. Lady Sarah kept her own council, and signed the bottom of the page, before inviting Lara to do the same. Lara was choked-up with emotion as she signed, and then Mary and Sybil came forward and signed the document as witnesses, making it official.
“Ladies and gentlemen, may I present the former and now new Countess of Abingdon, Lady Lara Croft!” Sarah announced.
The 300 Charity members stood and gave Lara a standing ovation. Lara’s eyes teared up, as her emotions threatened to overwhelm her. With the return of her noble Title, Lara felt like a missing piece of her life had been made whole again. The sudden outpouring of support from her social group was both unexpected and heartwarming. While the birthday guests continued to applaud, Lara turned towards Sarah, to thank her for her generosity.
“Thank you so much, my Lady… I mean, um… Sarah.” Lara said awkwardly.
She knew that Sarah wasn’t a Countess anymore, but it felt disrespectful to call her by her first name.
“You may call me Mistress for the remainder of your contract.” Mistress Sarah told her.
“Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress!” Lara said, feeling much more comfortable now, and secretly enjoying how submissive calling Sarah her Mistress made her feel.
Mistress Sarah smiled back at her, before turning to address the party guests once more.
“With the formalities over, I think it’s time we helped Lady Lara celebrate her 26^th birthday properly!” Mistress Sarah announced, to more applause.
Mary and Sybil flanked Lara on either side, while Sam started recording with her camera. Lara took a deep breath. This was her last chance to back out. Why did she feel so nervous and apprehensive? She’d already been naked in front of everyone here – her Lady Godiva “costume” at the Charity fancy dress party had broken that taboo – and, as she’d learned from Sam a few days ago, she’d already had playroom sex with everyone present in the dining room. So, why did she feel so anxious?
Lara realised that this was different: this wasn’t going to be anonymous sex in the playroom, or in front of random strangers on the internet; this would be having sex with people from her own social circle. She’d be able to see their faces, while they fucked her. She’d be able to look them in the eyes, and hear what they were saying about her. The thought of being so vulnerable and exposed gave her butterflies, and made her entire body tingle with excitement. At that moment, Lara knew that she wouldn’t back out. Mistress Sarah was right: deep down, she wanted this!
Lara felt Mary unzip the back of her dress. Lara didn’t resist and raised her arms, so that Mary could pull the expensive gown up over her head. The applause began anew, along with shouts of encouragement, as Lara’s nearly-naked body came into view. The women, in particular, cheered with great enthusiasm when Lara’s tattoos were revealed. The highborn women of Lara’s social circle had always been jealous of her fame and beauty, and now derived perverse satisfaction from seeing her formerly flawless skin defaced with lewd tattoos. They drew particular pleasure from seeing their own initials tattooed onto Lara’s ribcage like a cattle brand; and the fact that Lara knew none of this, made the spectacle even more amusing.
Mary took Lara’s expensive crystal-encrusted dress and folded it neatly on a nearby table. Meanwhile, Sybil removed Lara’s crystal-covered high heels, and unclipped her necklace and earrings, before carrying them over to the same table. The applause got louder and more raucous, as Mary unclipped Lara’s bra, revealing her perfect breasts to the crowded room. Lara blushed with arousal, as the party guests gave appreciative whistles and catcalls. Mary slid Lara’s panties down her long legs, to reveal Lara’s smoothly-shaven pussy. Mary carried the underwear over to the table and placed it atop the pile of discarded clothing. Sybil ran her fingers across Lara’s naked pussy and then held them up for the audience to see. They were glistening with the unmistakable signs of Lara’s arousal.
“She’s already wet!” Sybil announced, to the delight of the excited party guests, who applauded even louder.
Lara’s beautiful face flushed red with embarrassment at how wet she was, but no-one made any nasty comments or jokes at her expense. Indeed, the clapping grew louder and everyone was smiling broadly, which created a party-like atmosphere. Lara’s self-consciousness was slowly replaced with excitement, as she waited to see what Sam and Mistress Sarah had in store for her next.
“Turn around.” Sybil ordered.
Lara turned, and the cheering died down, as the party guests got their first glimpse of Lara’s Swarovski crystal butt plug. Excited murmurings and whispers filled the room, as everyone present realised that Lara was actually going to go through with this. Everyone now knew of Sarah Green’s ambitious plan to transform the Lady Lara Croft into a courtesan. They had delighted in the idea of the great Lara Croft becoming the Charity’s resident slut, even if most of them didn’t believe it was possible. Slowly, their doubts were dispelled, as Lara reluctantly took part in more and more lewd behaviour.
When the playroom sessions began, the Charity members privately wondered what sort of dirt Sarah Green had on Lara, that she could blackmail her into performing such obscene acts? To their amazement, over the next few months, Lara seemed to transform from a reluctant victim into a willing participant. Today’s birthday party made it clear to everyone that Sarah Green’s plan had worked, and Lara’s transformation was complete. Lara no longer cared about her reputation; she had lost all sense of shame and self-respect; Lara now loved being sexually degraded and used.
“Bend over.” Sybil ordered.
Lara bent forward like a stripper, with her hands resting against her thighs. Sybil paused to savour the moment, and then pulled the butt plug from Lara’s unresisting asshole, before holding it aloft for everyone to see. The Charity members burst into wild applause, which continued while Sybil carried the butt plug over to the table. Mary returned and buckled a pink leather collar around Lara’s neck, which was connected to a short pink leash. Then she placed a fitted headbang with pink dog ears onto Lara’s head. Lastly, she wrapped a pink leather belt around the thinnest part of Lara’s waist, and buckled it shut.
There were some disappointed mutterings coming from the party guests, because the belt had a furry dog tail attached to the back. The audience clearly wanted to see a butt plug tail instead, but Sarah had other plans for Lara’s ass that day. The furry pink tail hung down from the belt at a slight upward angle, because nestled beneath it was a small control unit and battery pack. A hidden wire emerged from the front of the belt, near the buckle, which was connected to a U-shaped vibrator. The vibrator was spring loaded, with both arms currently touching. Mary pulled the arms apart and inserted the thicker arm inside Lara’s pussy. She manoeuvred the thinner arm against Lara’s clit and then released it, causing the pink vibrator to clamp shut like a clothes-peg against Lara’s clit and g-spot.
“Kneel!” Mary ordered, and Lara dropped to her knees.
“All fours!” Mary ordered.
Lara blushed with shame and arousal, and dropped to her hands and knees. The visual effect was immediate: within the space of a few minutes, Lara had been stripped of her clothing and finery, and had been reduced to the status of a sub-human pet. The applause from the party guests was deafening – like a standing ovation at the opera.
“Good puppy!” Mary smiled.
Mary gave a tug on Lara’s leash, and started walking her around the room like a dog. Everyone kept clapping, and Lara saw Sam moving in front of her, to film her doggy walk. Mary was practically beaming with joy, as she walked Lara around the room at the end of her pink leash. Lara crawled behind her like an obedient pet, blushing with both shame and arousal. The crawling motion accentuated the sensual sway of Lara’s hips, and the delightful bounce of her large breasts. Lara’s pink puppy tail draped down between her shapely buttocks like a furry G-string, and swished from side to side with each crawling step.
As the applause died down, Lara started to hear the individual comments of the party guests.
“Such a beautiful puppy!” One woman said.
“Do you think she’s a purebreed?” Another woman asked mockingly.
“Best in breed!” A man said, speaking about Lara as if she was performing in a dog show.
“Such a fine coat!” A woman said, pulling gently on Lara’s ponytail.
“She could feed a large litter of pups with these tits!” A man said, bending down to squeeze Lara’s dangling breasts.
“Definitely built for breeding!” Another man said, running a hand over Lara’s shapely ass.
That seemed to break the social taboo regarding uninvited touching, and soon everyone Lara crawled past was stroking and touching her naked body. Initially, Lara shied away from their groping hands, but as her journey around the room continued, the uninvited touching started making Lara feel more and more aroused, and soon she was openly leaning into their hands.
“Such a friendly puppy!” A man said, as he fondled Lara’s ass.
“And so well trained!” His wife commented, as she played with Lara’s nipples.
Mary made no attempt to hide her jubilation at walking Lara around the room, naked and leashed. She made good-humoured comments to the other party guests, to emphasise Lara’s new status as a pet dog.
“Have you seen my pet puppy?”
“Isn’t she adorable?”
“Would you like to pat her?”
“She’s very friendly!”
After performing a full lap of the room, Mary walked Lara back to the first row of tables, next to the observatory windows.
“I should make you eat my pussy first, but I’m not selfish.” Mary said.
Lara blushed with shame, as she realised that she secretly wished Mary would make her eat her pussy. There was something so erotic about being forced to do things by her former social rival. Lara felt like a bitch in heat. Everything they were doing to her was turning her on. Lara’s eyes widened, as she saw the women seated at the first table starting to undress. They turned their chairs outwards and draped their expensive evening dresses over the backs. Then they resumed their seats, now dressed only in their underwear.
Naomi made sure she was the first woman in line. Mary wondered if that was because she really loved Lara or really hated her – or maybe a bit of both. Mary had long suspected that Naomi might be a secret lesbian, since she’d never seen her with a long-term boyfriend. Mary had not voiced her suspicions, since she saw no social benefit to herself in doing so. Mary tightened her grip on Lara’s leash and pulled her forward, until her head was between Naomi’s brown thighs. Naomi lifted her butt off the seat and slid her panties down around her ankles. Lara’s face was now just inches away from the English-African’s smoothly shaved pussy.
“Lick it!” Naomi ordered dominantly.
“You heard her, puppy!” Mary said, clearly excited by the power she had over the humbled Countess. “Eat that pussy!”
Lara stuck out her tongue and licked up and down Naomi’s caramel pussy lips with long strokes. Naomi was already wet, and her pussy tasted sweet.
“Mmmmm, just like that! Good puppy!” Naomi moaned, as Lara leaned in and covered Naomi’s clit with her mouth.
After so many months of practice with Mistress Sarah, Lara was an expert at bringing women to orgasm. Lara added pressure with her lips, while swirling her tongue in wet circles across Naomi’s sensitive clit. Naomi grabbed hold of Lara’s hair and mashed her crotch against Lara’s beautiful face.
“Look at me while I cum!” Naomi ordered dominantly.
Lara looked up submissively and maintained eye contact with her friend, while continuing to lick her pussy. Naomi’s breathing became quicker, and Lara increased her own pace to match. Lara’s technique changed from soft and slow circles with her tongue, to hard and fast flicks across Naomi’s clit.
“Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum all over your pretty face!” Naomi moaned.
Naomi bucked her hips against Lara’s mouth as she came. Naomi turned out to be a bit of a squirter, and gushed her juices all over the lower half of Lara’s face. As soon as Naomi orgasmed, Mary pressed a button hidden under the tail of Lara’s vibrator belt. The vibrator clamped inside Lara’s pussy purred to life, giving Lara an intense 15 second burst of vaginal stimulation. It felt amazing, but Lara was disappointed when it abruptly ended after only 15 seconds. Instead of satisfying her, the brief stimulation just made her feel even hornier!
Naomi held Lara’s head between her shuddering thighs, as she coaxed out every last bit of pleasure from her orgasm. When Naomi finally released her grip of Lara’s head, Lara’s cheeks, mouth, and chin were glistening with her love juices. Naomi slid her panties back up her legs, while Mary yanked Lara’s leash over to the next chair. Allison was next in line, and the conservative blonde clearly felt uncomfortable being there. She’d tried to pull out of the event at the last minute, but Mary and Sybil had threatened her, in no uncertain terms, that they would ruin her social life if she didn’t go through with it.
Allison’s pretty face was even redder than Lara’s, especially after she’d slid off her panties. She felt embarrassed being naked in a room full of hundreds of people, even if she wasn’t alone in her nudity. Allison gasped, as Lara’s hot mouth pressed against her crotch. She didn’t know what to do with her hands, so she clenched them against her thighs. Allison squirmed in her seat and bit her lower lip, as Lara’s tongue encircled her sensitive clit. She tried to supress an unladylike moan, as Lara got her juices flowing in a way that none of her boyfriends ever had.
“She’s good, isn’t she?” Naomi said from beside her.
Naomi teased Allison’s nipples, as she had done in the playroom. Allison was too distracted to stop her, and let out a shuddering breath.
“See how much better it is with a woman.” Naomi said, while continuing to pinch and tease Allison’s nipples.
“Uhhh, don’t stop!” Allison moaned, although Mary couldn’t tell if she was talking to Lara or Naomi.
It didn’t seem to matter, as both women became more vigorous in their ministrations. Lara’s mouth and tongue pressed harder against Allison’s moist pussy, while Naomi hands became rougher in their molestation of Allison’s small but perky breasts. Allison was on the brink of orgasming, when Naomi leaned forward and their lips met. Naomi’s mouth smothered the sounds of Allison’s moaning, as she came from Lara’s expert oral skills. Mary pressed the button and Lara was rewarded by another 15-seconds of vibrator action. When Allison had finished orgasming, Naomi whispered something into her ear. Allison blushed, but before she could reply, Naomi grabbed her clothes from the back of her chair and left the dining room. Allison dressed and remained for a few minutes longer, before setting off after her.
Mary tugged on Lara’s leash and ordered her to move on to the next woman in line, which just happened to be Sybil. Sybil wasn’t as gentle as her friends and grabbed a fistful of Lara’s hair, before grinding her crotch rudely into Lara’s face. While Lara was busy eating out Sybil, Mary produced a bottle of lube and squirted it liberally inside Lara’s asshole. Mary held up a hand and waved over the first male guest. He was one of the youngest male Charity members, aged in his late twenties. The young man stepped forward, unzipped the front of his tuxedo trousers, and knelt down behind Lara. He pushed Lara’s pink dog tail aside, to reveal her finger-sized gape, and then pushed his cock inside her ass.
Lara was used to getting her ass fucked by horse dildos and fisted, so her elastic asshole had no difficulty accepting this new intruder. The man slid his cock inside Lara’s asshole up to the hilt on the first thrust, and then started pumping in and out of her. The party guests watching them clapped and cheered, as this signalled the start of the gangbang proper. Out of the corner of her eye, Lara saw a crowd of well-dressed men in suits and tuxedos forming a line behind her. Lara felt her heartbeat quicken and her arousal grow, as she became the focus of their lust-filled intentions.
Lara brought Sybil to orgasm with her lips and tongue, and was rewarded with another 15-second vibration. The vibrator was clamped directly against Lara’s clitoris and g-spot, which caused her to unconsciously clench her anal muscles. The sudden increase in pressure caused the man behind her to start ejaculating uncontrollably, and Lara felt his warm cum pumping into her bowels. Mary pressed the button on the back of Lara’s pink belt, and this time, her 15-second reward was added onto the end of the first one, giving Lara 30-seconds of powerful vibrations. Lara quickly recognised the rules of the game and adjusted her strategy accordingly.
“Thanks, puppy!” Sybil said mockingly after her orgasm, before pushing Lara’s face away from her and pulling up her panties.
Lara crawled over to the next woman in line and buried her face between the woman’s creamy thighs. Within moments, she felt another cock being pushed inside her open asshole. Lara licked and sucked the pussy of the woman in front of her, until she felt the woman start to writhe and clench in response. With the woman in front of her on the verge of orgasming, Lara clamped down with her well-trained anal muscles, and started milking the cock inside her ass. The man and woman fucking her started moaning loudly, as Lara brought them both to orgasm simultaneously. The woman gushed her love juice over Lara’s lips and chin, while the man spurted his cum deep inside Lara’s ass. Lara was rewarded with 30 seconds of pleasurable vibrations, which left her legs shaking and her body on the verge of cuming. I’m so close, Lara thought! Just one more!
Mary tugged on Lara’s pink leash and pulled her over to the next woman in line. Lara pressed her lips against the woman’s hairy pussy, while the next man in line penetrated her ass. Lara’s naked body bounced between the pair, as they fucked her. Lara breasts swung pendulously beneath her chest, and her cheeks clapped loudly from the repeated thrusts into her ass. Lara moaned appreciatively into the pussy she was eating, as she finally received the good hard fucking she was craving. Lara repeated her tactic of trying to make both of her lovers cum at the same time, and this time she was rewarded with an orgasm herself. The pleasure from the vibrations was so intense that Lara collapsed onto her side, while pressing her thighs together.
“I’m a dirty little slut!” Lara moaned loudly, as she writhed in pleasure on the floor.
The dining room erupted into applause at Lara’s performance. The humiliation of making a public spectacle of her herself only added to Lara’s feelings of arousal, and rather than feeling satisfied with the orgasm she’d just experienced, her insatiable body was already chasing its next pleasure high. The grand dining room was arranged into 3 rows of 2 tables each. Each of the 6 long tables seated 50 guests – 25 guests per side – with all the men seated on one side and all the women seated on the other. Mary made Lara crawl to each of the 25 women seated at the first table and perform oral sex on them, while a steady stream of men fucked her ass from behind.
Many of the married couples chose to use Lara together, and some of them even held hands while they spit-roasted her between them. Once again, Lara was gripped by a sense of unreality, as she felt like she was taking part in a scene from The Handmaid’s Tale. Oddly, Lara found it strangely romantic that the couples were fucking each other through her. Although just as many couples couldn’t care less about such niceties, and used her as soon as the opportunity presented itself.
Lara lost count of how many men and women had fucked her, as she focused on chasing her next orgasm. Her second orgasm took far longer to achieve than the first, taking more than a dozen vibration sessions before she got over the line. Throughout the process, she could hear the birthday guests talking about her – commenting on how cute she looked and how good a fuck she was. It should have outraged her, but instead it filled Lara with an obscene sense of pride. When she earned her second orgasm several sexual partners later, the dining room guests burst into applause once again.
“I’m a dirty little slut!” Lara moaned, as the intense vibrations caused her thighs to shake uncontrollably.
By the time Lara reached the end of the first table, food and drinks started being served to the guests, which added to the surreal feeling of the event. Lara felt like she was sleepwalking in a slutty wet-dream: there she was, having sex in the middle of a black-tie party, while all around her, the other party guests ate, drank, and carried on their personal conversations. Most of them were still looking in her direction, but others were outright ignoring her, until it was their turn to use her.
Mary walked towards the next table in the row, and Lara crawled behind her, at the end of her leash. The women at the second table had already stripped out of their expensive gowns and were waiting for her in their underwear. When Lara arrived, the first woman smiled down at her and slid down her panties, before resuming her conversation with the woman seated next to her. She didn’t even stop drinking her Champaigne! Being rudely ignored made Lara want to work even harder to gain the woman’s attention. Lara employed every trick she’d learnt from months of pleasuring Mistress Sarah. She licked up and down the woman’s slit, to get her wet and excited, and then attacked the woman’s clit with her mouth and tongue.
Lara felt another cock slot inside her vacant asshole from behind, but she ignored it and focussed all her attention on the pussy in front of her. Lara felt the woman start to tremble, but didn’t let up. The woman’s entire body shook, causing her to spill her Champaine. Lara smiled triumphantly, as the woman orgasmed. When Lara felt her vibrator activate, she suddenly remembered the man fucking her ass. Lara began clenching and unclenching her asshole, to milk the cock penetrating her from behind. She didn’t manage to make him cum before the 15 second vibration ended, and there was about a 30 second gap between that reward and the next 15 second vibration from making the man cum. When the vibrations ended, Mary tugged on Lara’s leash and pulled her onwards to the next seated woman.
Lara crawled along the row of seated women, using her talented mouth to get them off, one after the other; while a constant stream of men fucked her in the ass. Lara noticed that the women seated at the second table were older than the first, and most of them didn’t shave their pussies, like the younger women did. Lara had to distastefully spit out stray pubic hairs, after servicing many of them, although the women didn’t seem to care. In between lovers, Lara glanced over her shoulder at the long line of men waiting to fuck her ass. She watched as the next man in line unzipped his fly and unceremoniously pushed inside her gaping ass.
Lara secretly loved that they were treating her like a disposable sex toy. They didn’t even bother to undress – simply unzipping their pants, doing the deed, and then returning to their meals and conversations. Lara continued her previous strategy, trying to get the men and women fucking her to orgasm simultaneously, to maximise the pleasure from her vibrator; but frustratingly, after her first two intense orgasms, she needed much more work to coax the third orgasm out of her body. It was especially frustrating, because she we getting more and more aroused as the party went on, but her overstimulation made it harder for her to achieve orgasm naturally. She was like a drug addict, needing larger and larger doses to achieve the same high, and it took her most of the table to achieve her third orgasm of the party.
“I’m a dirty little slut!” Lara moaned, but this time the cheering and applause was more muted, as only the guests closest were still paying attention to her.
The rest of the party guests seemed preoccupied by their own conversations and meals. Apparently, the novelty of watching the Countess of Abingdon being gangbanged at her own birthday party had worn off. The guests’ apparent indifference added to the strangeness of the party, and again made Lara feel like she was dreaming. By the time Lara finished servicing the guests at the second table, her ass was starting to get very full of cum. After being filled with cum by 50 men, her ass had been transformed into a slippery waterslide, with a gooey pool of cum sloshing about inside it.
Sybil appeared beside her, holding a pink dog bowl filled with water, and a device that looked like a modified breast pump, with a short transparent rubber hose at the end. Sybil placed the doggy bowl down in front of Lara, who thirstily drank from it like a dog. Meanwhile, Sybil walked around behind her, and inserted the flexible hose from the pump inside Lara’s gaping asshole. Lara moaned from the odd sensation of cum being vacuumed directly out of her ass. She didn’t have time to ponder what Sybil was going to do with the cum she had collected, because Mary was already pulling Lara towards the next row of tables.
There was a short delay, as the women seated at the third table saw that it was their turn and began to undress. One of the men took the opportunity to fuck Lara’s unoccupied ass. Lara was acting like a bitch in heat, and arched her ass back to meet him. Lara’s butt cheeks clapped loudly against the man’s crotch, as he fucked her for all he was worth. Lara rhythmically clenched her anal muscles, using her ass like a penis pump, to milk his cock dry. Lara sexily bit her lower lip, as her vibrator activated again, giving her another 15 seconds of pleasure. She felt a tug on her leash from Mary, which signalled that the first woman in line was ready for her. Lara crawled over and pushed her face in between the first woman’s thighs, while a new man penetrated her ass from behind.
After almost 2 hours of non-stop sodomy, Lara’s finger-sized anal gape had grown to about three-quarters of an inch wide. Her asshole offered no resistance to the men fucking it, and stretched open around their cocks like a fleshy condom. Lara glanced up, and for the first time since the gangbang had begun, she didn’t see Sam’s camera pointing at her. Lara wondered where her best friend had gotten to? Unknown to her, Sam had judged that the time was right to enact the second part of Lara’s birthday surprise!
Sam took a short break from filming, and walked over to a control panel on the far wall. After pressing a short sequence of buttons, the lights at the far end of the dining room dimmed, and a hidden projector transformed the white wall into an enormous HD TV. The guests had all been forewarned that they would be witnessing the premier of Lara’s first feature-length porn movie tonight, and they all cheered as the title screen appeared – “Lara Croft’s African Adventure.” The movie was a 3-hour highlight reel of Lara’s African gangbang, creatively edited by Sam to make Lara appear even sluttier.
Sam made creative use of AI, to compress the timeline and to hide Sarah’s involvement. In the original footage, Lara had been driven to the village by Sarah, but in the movie, Lara was seen from afar, approaching the village on foot. Lara was dressed in her slutty Tomb Raider outfit and carrying a heavy duffle bag, but Sam had to use AI to photoshop Lara’s trademark pistols onto her hips, since she wasn’t wearing them in the original footage. The movie progressed to Lara walking through the village and entering the tribal King’s hut. All the tribesmen’s faces were blurred out for anonymity, and only Lara’s face was visible.
The conversation inside the hut was again edited to remove any mention of Sarah, making it seem as if everything occurring was Lara’s idea. Lara’s eyes widened, as she heard the dialogue from the hidden dining room speakers.
Lara – “King Ajola, I bring you greetings. As agreed, I have brought the payment you requested.” Lara said on the screen, before handing over the heavy duffle bag she was carrying.
Prince Ammon, his face blurred, retrieved the bag and opened it, to reveal that it was stuffed with thick wads of cash. King Ajola spoke and then Prince Ammon translated, but again his reply was edited.
Ammon – “The King is please by your gift, and would now like you to fulfill the second half of the bargain.”
On the screen, Lara immediately started to undress, and then the movie skipped to Lara walking out into the crowded square – making it appear as though all the events in the village happened in a single day, and leaving the audience to believe that Lara had negotiated to be gangbanged by the entire tribe! What followed was a 3-hour highlight reel of Lara enthusiastically fucking more than 280 African tribesmen, first two at a time, then three, then four, and all the way up to six at a time towards the end – all shot from multiple different angles, and edited to leave the audience in no doubt that Lara was having the time of her life. The movie ended with the naked, cum-covered Tomb Raider carrying the golden Idol of Hathor from the village.
While “Lara Croft’s African Adventure” played for the audience attending Lara’s private birthday party, the same movie was being broadcast to her millions of fans on her Onlyfans page. This was technically a breach of the non-disclosure clause in Lara’s Sex Slave Contract, since Lara hadn’t consented to the release; but Lara wouldn’t find out about it for months, and by then it would be far too late for her to do anything about it. Mary could easily afford to pay the financial penalty stipulated in the contract, and this would be the final nail in Lara’s professional reputation. Now, everyone would wonder if Lara’s previous discoveries were also the result of prostitution and bribery. Lara would never work in the archaeological field again – unless Sarah used her vast resources and contacts to make it happen.
All conversations in the dining room ceased, as everyone stood transfixed by the movie playing in front of them. Even the Charity members, who’d all experienced Lara’s secret double life in the playroom beneath them, were agape at the sheer scale of Lara’s sexual depravity. Lara blushed bright red with embarrassment, as she realised that this meant that Sam knew everything about her activities! Her dirty little secret was out! But rather than feeling crushed by weight of her exposure, Lara felt as if a giant weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She should have felt betrayed, but instead she felt liberated! Sam returned to her side a moment later.
“You don’t need to hide your authentic self anymore.” Sam told her. “We all accept you and love you for who you are.”
Lara’s eyes misted with tears, and her heart swelled with love. Lara smiled up at Sam with silent gratitude, and then began licking the pussy of the older woman in front of her, while Sam resumed filming. The woman Lara was pleasuring was so distracted by the gangbang unfolding on the projector screen, that she forgot Lara was there and almost jumped out of her seat. Her friends mocked her light-heartedly, and even Lara smiled with amusement.
“You’re a cheeky little puppy, aren’t you!” The woman said, smiling broadly.
“Ruff, ruff!” Lara grinned, and then pressed her mouth against the woman’s pussy, eliciting an appreciative moan from the older lady.
Lara worked her way down the second row of tables, and earned herself another two orgasms from her vibrator. At the end of the row, there was another halt in proceedings, while Lara was allowed to drink water from her pink dog bowl, and Sybil used the vacuum pump to suck the cum out of her ass. As she felt her ass empty of cum, Lara realised that she desperately needed to pee.
“Um, Mary, I need to use the bathroom.” Lara said sheepishly.
“Of course.” Mary answered, smiling broadly.
Lara made to stand, but Mary pushed her back down.
“Puppies don’t walk! They crawl!” Mary told her, before swatting Lara’s ass like she was spanking a naughty child.
Mary tugged on Lara’s leash, and Lara crawled along behind her. Rather than leading her out into the corridor, Mary led her towards the conservatory windows and opened a glass door. Mary walked outside onto the lawn, and Lara crawled behind her like a good puppy. It was a warm summer’s day, and the sun felt warm on Lara’s naked back.
“Here we go!” Mary announced.
“What?” Lara asked, confused.
“You said you needed to pee. So, pee!” Mary said, holding up Lara’s tail, so that she didn’t accidentally urinate on it.
Lara glanced across at the conservatory windows. Already, dozens of curious guests were crowding around the windows, wondering why there had been a break in the birthday celebrations.
“Mary, I can’t…” Lara protested.
“You can either go here, or hold it in and wet yourself!” Mary told her, in a tone that broached no disagreement.
Lara shivered with humiliation. There were now more than a hundred of her social peers watching her through the conservatory windows. She felt like she would die of shame, peeing in front of them, but she knew it would be even more embarrassing if she soiled herself in the dining room. Lara turned around, so she didn’t have to look at the party guests in the windows. It was the worst thing she could have done, as it gave them a perfect view of her pussy and ass. Lara spread her legs apart as widely as she could, so she didn’t accidentally get any pee on them, and relaxed her bladder. The party guests inside the dining room laughed and cheered, as they watched a stream of urine drenched the grass beneath Lara’s legs. It delighted them to see the newly reinstated Countess of Abingdon sink to a new low.
When Lara was done, she saw hundreds of smiling faces watching her. Lara lowered her gaze and followed Mary back inside. Lara was blushing bright red with shame and embarrassment, as she crawled back inside the dining room. The party guests gave her a standing ovation, as Mary led her towards the last two tables. Lara eagerly buried her blushing face between the thighs of the first seated woman, grateful for the opportunity to hide her embarrassed face. The woman’s husband unceremoniously stuffed his cock inside Lara’s ass, and the gangbang resumed. Lara worked her way down both tables, performing oral sex on the women, and being fucked in the ass by the men.
Over the course of 7 hours, Lara fucked all 304 Charity members and their partners (the 300 original Charity members, plus Mary, Sybil, Naomi and Allison). The gangbang finally ended where it began, at the first table, where Mary finally took her turn with Lara. Lara shivered with excitement, as she went down on her one-time rival. Mary’s moans were like sweet music to Lara’s ears, and she enthusiastically ate-out her friend with all the skill she could muster. When she finally made Mary orgasm, everyone stood up and cheered.
Mary removed the dog ears from Lara’s head and unbuckled the pink dog collar from around her neck. Sybil returned, but this time without the dog bowl or vacuum pump. Lara felt so thirsty, she would have drunk anything at that point. Sybil pushed the Swarovski crystal butt plug into Lara’s gaping cum-filled asshole, sealing the cum inside. Mary used a wet-wipe to clean away the sticky pussy juices coating Lara’s face, while Sybil wiped away the cum that had leaked down Lara’s ass and thighs. It was a thoughtful act that made Lara gratefully to have such a “good friends” as Mary and Sybil looking after her.
As the cheering continued, Mary helped Lara to her feet and gave her a hug. Then Sybil and Sam did the same. It made Lara feel like she had accomplished something special! Sybil brought over Lara’s high heels and jewellery, and helped her put them back on. Then Mary slid Lara’s white evening gown back over her head, and zipped it closed. Lara’s bra and panties were nowhere to be seen, but she had been without underwear for so long that she didn’t even notice. Now dressed again in her expensive evening gown and jewellery, Lara felt every bit the posh English Countess that she had been at the start of the party, aside from her ruined makeup.
“Ladies and gentlemen, a toast!” Mistress Sarah announced.
Everyone held up Champaigne glasses. Lara looked at them thirstily. She felt parched. Sybil grinned and handed Lara a full Champaine glass – except that it wasn’t filled with Champaigne. Lara’s heart raced inside her chest, as she realised the glass was filled with cum!
“To Lady Lara Croft, the Countess of Abingdon!” Mistress Sarah said, holding out her glass to Lara in a toast.
Lara didn’t want to drink a glass full of cum from her own ass, but Mistress Sarah had put her on the spot! In upper-class society, it was considered the height of rudeness to refuse a toast. The last thing Lara wanted to do was insult Mistress Sarah. And she was so terribly thirsty. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, she thought. Lara hesitantly clanged her glass against Mistress Sarah’s, and then to the amusement of the watching party guests, she drank. Lara cringed inwardly, as she gulped down the gooey white contents of her glass. It felt so strange, to feel the slimy cum sliding down her throat and swimming in her stomach.
Thankfully, it didn’t taste nearly as bad as she’d feared, and she was so thirsty that she kept drinking, draining the glass. Sybil handed her another glass, which Lara also gulped down. Mary and Sybil were both smiling with delight, and Sam had filmed the whole thing, so that she could edit it together with the rest of the party footage, to create another feature-length porn movie. After the toast was over, Mistress Sarah announced the end of the party. Like any good hostess, Lara accompanied Mistress Sarah outside, to the main entrance, where Lara farewelled her guests.
All of the guests were awfully polite and gracious with their compliments, which all served to normalize what had just happened. It was another surreal moment for Lara. She could feel the cum sloshing around inside her ass, yet here she was, politely farewelling guests who had been gangbanging her just a short time ago.
“Tremendous party, Lady Lara! Bravo!” One man said, shaking her hand.
“Thank you for inviting us, Lady Lara.” His wife added, giving Lara an “air kiss”.
“Happy birthday, Lady Lara!” Another man said, shaking her hand.
“I love your outfit, Lady Lara!” Another woman complimented her.
“I can’t wait for the next party, Lady Lara!” An older man said enthusiastically.
“This is the most fun I’ve had in years, Lady Lara!” His distinguished-looking wife said.
Lara thanked each of them in turn, as a good hostess does. They filed past her two at a time – a seemingly endless procession. All of them called her by her newly reinstated Title, and none of them made any mention of the debauched spectacle they had witnessed. It all made Lara feel like her obscene behaviour was now socially acceptable. Mary and Sybil both paid their respects, and Lara thanked them for helping to organise her birthday party. Both women were stunned speechless that Lara had enjoyed what they had done to her! Naomi and Allison came next and thanked Lara for inviting them to the party. Unknown to Lara, the two best friends had snuck into a guest bedroom and made passionate love for most of the party. Naomi had a satisfied grin on her face, but Allison looked flustered and guilty, wondering what she would say to her boyfriend.
Once the last of the guests departed, Mistress Sarah turned to her and kissed her on the mouth. If Mistress Sarah was turned-off by the taste of cum lingering on Lara’s lips, she gave no sign, which just made Lara love her more!
“So, Lady Lara, how did you enjoy the party?” Mistress Sarah asked her with a cheeky grin.
“I love it!” Lara replied, and she realised that she meant it.
“I’m glad. Now get your sexy ass upstairs to the shower. I don’t want you leaking cum all over our bed!” Mistress Sarah told her, playfully smacking Lara on her backside.
“Yes, Mistress!” Lara grinned, before accompanying her back inside Croft Manor.
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