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Lara's Voluntary Enslavement	By : CrossroadsMk2 Category: +S through Z > Tomb Raider (all) > Tomb Raider (all) Views: 50011 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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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Three weeks have passed since Lady Lara Croft officially became a maid in her own house, after signing over her noble title to her former friend Lady Sarah Green, the billionaire heiress and new Countess of Abingdon. Two weeks earlier, Lady Sarah held a Charity dinner at Croft Manor, where Lara was forced to serve her former social peers as a lowly maid. Things then got worse for Lara, when she forgot her place and was subjected to a humiliating public spanking. To her horror, most of the guests – people that she’d known for years – were only too eager to participate in her degrading corporal punishment.
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Lara awoke to the insistent vibrating of the small egg lodged inside her pussy. It felt like Groundhog Day – a time loop where each day felt the same and all of her days blurred into one. Lara stretched and commenced her morning ritual: walking naked into the ensuite bathroom to freshen up, before returning to the bedroom to awaken the sleeping Sarah at exactly 8.00am. Lara pulled back the bedsheets and slid in-between Sarah’s legs with practiced ease. She didn’t consider herself a lesbian, but three weeks of daily practice had made her incredibly efficient at drawing out Sarah’s orgasms, and it rarely took her longer than a few of minutes to make the new Countess cum.
Lara buried her face inside the tight folds of Sarah’s smoothly shaven pussy. Through experience, she found that alternating her techniques between hard and soft was the most effective. She started by gently running her hands up and down Sarah’s slender body, caressing her inner thighs and stomach. Then she gently circling her finger around the blonde’s sensitive nipples, while she mirroring that motion with her tongue, licking wet circles around Sarah’s clit. Lara did that for about a minute, before suddenly pinching both of Sarah’s nipples hard, eliciting a surprised gasp from the slender blonde. Then Lara’s tongue switched from gentle circles to rapid licks, while her hands roamed all over Sarah’s body, roughly molesting and squeezing her breasts, thighs and ass.
Sarah’s thin model-like body writhed and contorted under Lara’s relentless assault, before Lara returned to soft and gentle teasing, which left Sarah’s hips vainly humping the air. Lara grinned, despite the pussy juices coating her tongue and running down her chin. Small moments like these made her feel like she was still in control of something – a rare feeling now that her life revolved around cleaning up after other people and being told what to do. Lara continued the gentle teasing for half a minute, before switching back to hard licking and groping. Sarah orgasmed loudly, which made Lara blush involuntarily. Lara had caught both Zip and Allister lurking outside her bedroom door on multiple occasions, when she left to do her morning exercises. The only plausible explanation for why the two men were up so early was that they were in the corridor listening.
After Sarah’s orgasm subsided, she activated the app on her phone that controlled the egg inside Lara’s pussy. Lara was already wet with excitement, and when the vibrations intensified, it didn’t take long for her to curl-up into a foetal position on the bed, as her own powerful orgasm rippled through her body. Lara was starting to worry about how readily her body was adapting to Sarah’s indecent sexual activities. Twice now, when they had made love during the evenings, Lara found herself growing wet while going down on Sarah, despite the vibrating egg not even being inside her. It was as if her body was beginning to associate oral sex with Sarah with pleasure for herself. Sarah had been only too happy to point that out, as she ploughed into Lara’s pussy with a thick 8-inch long strap-on dildo.
“What do we say, Lara?” Sarah asked, snapping Lara’s mind back to the present.
Lara gritted her teeth and commenced with the humiliating ritual.
“Thank you, My Lady, for showing me that my true calling is to be your humble servant. I realise now that I was just pretending to be a Countess. You deserve that Title more than I do.” Lara said.
Sarah seemed pleased by Lara’s degrading performance and smiled warmly. She’d been making Lara say these humiliating words every morning since the Charity dinner. She’d gotten the idea when one of the female Charity guests, who was a Countess in her own right, told her that she hoped Sarah could remain the Countess of Abingdon after Lara’s year of servitude was over, since in her opinion Sarah was much more deserving of that Title than Lara had been. Sarah noticed how humiliated Lara had been when she heard this cruel comment, and decided to force Lara to repeat the words every morning.
“I have a present for you.” Sarah announced, before holding out a pear-shaped butt plug.
The object was made of hard black silicon and reminded Lara of a spade on a poker card. It was rounded and narrow at the tip, and then got progressively wider towards the bottom, where it joined to a flat, oval-shaped base via a thin neck. Lara stared at the lewd object distastefully.
“It’s a butt plug.” Sarah explained happily. “I want you to wear it during the day.”
Lara’s jaw dropped in disbelief, but bitter experience informed her that Sarah was being serious.
“I can’t wear that! Someone might see!” Lara objected.
It was a legitimate concern. The black oval-shaped base of the butt plug looked too wide for the thin strap of her G-string panties to conceal.
“You have a point. I’ll give it some thought.” Sarah said thoughtfully.
To her surprise, Sarah actually put the black butt plug away. Lara could hardly believe her good fortune, and decided to excuse herself before Sarah had a chance to change her mind. Lara curtseyed politely and bid her Lady a good morning, before changing into her workout crop top and leggings and heading downstairs to the gym. Lara had changed her morning routine and now completed her hour-long workout before breakfast, in order to avoid running into any of her former employees.
Once she finished her exercises, she towelled herself off and heading to the kitchen for breakfast. She rolled her eyes when she saw Zip and Allister were waiting for her, as usual. The two seemed to specifically time their breakfasts to coincide with hers, just so that they could pump her for any juicy gossip she might have. Hiding her annoyance, Lara curtseyed politely to them.
“Good morning, Sirs.” Lara told both men, before walking over to the counter and pouring herself a bowl of cereal.
“Good workout?” Zip asked her, as she sat down at the table.
Lara nodded and took a mouthful of her cereal.
“I meant last night. Strap-on or scissoring?” Zip asked, grinning broadly as Lara almost choked on her breakfast.
Lara rolled her eyes. Ever since the incident at the Charity dinner two weeks earlier, their questions had become increasingly indecent. Lara still blushed when she recalled how she had been spanked in front of a roomful of her social peers. Her humiliation had been compounded when Tori, Lara’s former maid, had taken exquisite pleasure in retelling the story to Zip and her brother, Allister, the following morning. Tori told the two men every tiny detail and commented that she didn’t know which was redder by the end of the evening: Lara’s painfully spanked backside or her embarrassed blushing face.
Lara tried to put on a brave face, but she felt deeply shamed by the way she had been treated. For their part, Zip and Allister practically salivated, as they imagined what it would have been like to spank Lara’s sexy gymnast’s ass. Winston was strangely silent on the matter, although Lara had seen him talking in hushed tones to his friend Shaun, Sarah’s personal chef. Lara tried to listen-in on their conversation a couple of times, but she was never close enough to overhear what they were talking about. On one occasion, though, she had definitely heard Shaun say the name Amelia. Lara’s ears had pricked up when she heard it, because that was the name of her dead mother. She saw Winston nod at the mention of the name, but they moved away before she could overhear any more.
As embarrassing as her public spanking was, what was even more infuriating was that the Charity’s social media page gave full credit to Sarah for razing another 390,000 pounds for the Charity (300,000 from the dinner and another 90,000 from the 45 guests that paid to spank Lara’s ass). The page made no mention of Lara’s involvement at all! On one hand, she was relieved that no news of her embarrassing spanking had reached the public, but at the same time it felt as though Sarah was stealing her limelight. Sarah had kept Lara in virtual isolation, with no access to the internet or news of the outside world, but she was more than happy to show Lara articles like these, just to see how jealous she became.
Lara didn’t have any social media pages of her own: since self-publicizing was something that was far beneath someone of her wealth and status. Instead, she made sure that she featured prominently in other people’s pages – like the Charity’s – so that she could still enhance her public profile, while leaving the sleazy business of social media to the lower orders and the influencers. Lara wasn’t at all surprised that a commoner like Sarah Green would have a large social media following, but now it seemed as if her own name had disappeared from the news entirely. It was very hard for the self-important and self-centred Tomb Raider to accept.
She was also starting to regret her previous blue-balling of Zip and Allister. It made rebuffing their indecent questions far more difficult than it would otherwise have been.
“So, what did you two get up to last night?” Zip asked.
“I really can’t talk about it.” Lara answered deliberately.
“Come-on Lara, you’ve got to give us something. Two hot lesbians sleeping together every night – it really gets a guy thinking.” Zip said with a wink.
“I’m not a lesbian!” Lara protested.
“Sure – you’re not a lesbian but your girlfriend is.” Zip joked.
Lara shook her head in exasperation. Her earlier teasing had been fun precisely because it was always done on her terms. As their employer and social superior, she had always been in full control; but now, as the lowest ranked servant in the household, Lara felt trapped and pressured by their endless questions. At the same time, she didn’t want it to look like she was encouraging their attention, since she didn’t want to give Tori any more excuses to torture her with even more horrible servant jobs – which she did whenever she caught Lara flirting with Zip or Allister.
Lara ate her breakfast quickly, while politely deflecting the increasingly obscene questions of Zip and Allister. She still had a few hours before her shift started, so she went back upstairs to her room to read. Sarah wasn’t there when she arrived, for which she was thankful, since it meant that Lara had the room to herself. About half an hour before lunch, Lara showered and changed into her humiliating French maid outfit.
What had started out as an exciting and flirty costume now just seemed degrading and annoying to her. The flat black shoes made her feel childish and small, the thigh-high white stockings were constantly dirty from all of the kneeling she did scrubbing floors and toilets, and the stupid white headpiece was continually flopping down onto her face anytime she bent over. Added to that, the degrading black maid’s dress exposed an indecent amount of skin from her upper thighs and cleavage, and had a tendency to rise up whenever she walked quickly or bent over, flashed most of her ass to anyone present.
Lara walked downstairs for lunch but found that the kitchen was deserted. She saw that someone had left a note on the table, summoning her to the large reception room that Lara had converted into a home theatre room several years earlier. With hindsight, Lara wished that she’d saved the money she spent for something more important, since she rarely ever used it; but all of her friends had bragged about their own expensive renovations, and she didn’t want to be outdone. Arrogance and envy, it seems, went hand-in-hand.
The home theatre room would have put most premium cinemas to shame. It had stadium seating for twelve people, split into two elevated rows of black leather recliners with cup holders and tables built into the arms. There was an enormous ultra-high-definition projection screen taking up the entire front wall, while the ceiling and other walls were covered in dark-grey acoustic tiles and dotted with expensive surround-sound speakers. Lara couldn’t hear any sound coming from inside, which was unsurprising since she’d paid for the best sound insulation that money could buy; but as soon as she opened the door, her ears were assaulted by wet slapping sounds.
Lara took two steps forward onto the plush dark-grey carpet and then froze in her tracks. Up on the big screen, projected in exquisite UHD detail, was a video of Lara masturbating on top of the gearstick of her vintage E-Type Jaguar convertible. The wet slapping sounds she could hear was her own pussy, eagerly sliding up and down on the steel gear lever beneath her. Lara looked around the room in confusion, and saw 6 faces staring back at her: Zip, Allister, Tori, Winston, Shaun and Sarah herself – everyone in the household, in other words.
Lara opened her mouth to speak, but at that moment Winston’s deep voice filled the room from the surround sound speakers. “Have you lost your mind, Lara!?” Winston shouted on the video. To Lara’s growing horror, on the big screen, she watched herself continue to grind her pussy up and down on the gearstick impaling her, while she experienced a very obvious orgasm. Lara blushed with shame, as she watched her beautiful face twist into a comical and very unladylike ahegao expression – her mouth hung open, her wet tongue lolled out and her eyes rolled back into her head. At the same time, the room was filled with the wanton sounds of Lara’s loud wanting moaning, which blasted out from every one of the surround-sound speakers.
“I think we’ve seen enough.” Sarah said, using a remote to turn off the screen and turn up the lights.
Lara was momentarily stunned into speechlessness. How could Sarah do this to her? How would she ever be able to look any of her former staff in the eyes ever again? When she finally composed her thoughts, any hint of deference or even politeness was gone, as she launched into a fiery tirade.
“I should have known I couldn’t trust you! You broke the contract! Or was that your plan all along – to trick me into humiliating myself?” Lara shouted.
“I promised you that I wouldn’t reveal your activities to anyone that hasn’t signed a non-disclosure agreement. All of your former staff signed non-disclosure agreements when they agreed to remain at the Manor and work for me.” Sarah said smugly.
Lara clenched her fists by her side. Sarah had outmanoeuvred her once again!
“Why did you do it? Why now?” Lara shouted angrily.
“They would have found out eventually, and you said you were worried about them seeing your butt plug. Well, now you won’t have to worry anymore.” Sarah answered.
“Wait… you’re wearing a butt plug?” Allister asked excitedly.
“Not yet, but she will be.” Sarah answered. “I need to stretch her out for when we start experimenting with anal sex.”
“Oh damn, that’s hot!” Zip said.
“I always knew that beneath her snobby exterior she was nothing but a filthy whore!” Tori commented.
“I tried to raise you as a proper English Lady. How could you degrade yourself like this, Lara?” Winston asked sadly.
“I told you, Winston. These modern girls aren’t like the women from back in our day. They act fancy, but they all behave like cheap sluts.” Shaun said.
Lara felt like the room was spinning and grabbed onto the back of the nearest leather recliner to steady herself. Her entire world and her carefully crafted personal image were crumbling down around her.
“As you’re all now aware, Lara signed a contract with me in which she agreed to become my personal sex slave for one year, in return for 20 million pounds.” Sarah explained. “Now, I know this news might be uncomfortable for some of you, and since interviewing and vetting replacement staff would be very time consuming, I’m prepared to pay each of you a 200,000 pound bonus, on top of your current salary, to keep working here. What do you say?”
“I’m in!” Zip answered instantly.
“Me too!” Allister said.
“Oh, I can’t wait!” Tori said, relishing the chance to humiliate her stuck-up former boss.
“It’s hard to say no to an offer like that.” Shaun said, nudging Winston’s arm.
“I… I’ll need time to think about it.” Winston answered.
Lara was shocked that he was even considering Sarah’s offer. She had been certain that Winston would quit, rather than work under these conditions.
“I understand. Take all the time you need.” Sarah said understandingly.
“200,000 pounds is a lot of money – especially when you’re this close to retirement.” Shaun told Winston persuasively.
Winston nodded absently, not really paying attention, as he tried to make sense of the unbelievable information he had just learned.
“You know, the resemblance to Amelia is quite remarkable!” Shaun said.
Winston looked across at Lara, but then looked away guiltily. Lara felt her cheeks redden at the mention of her mother’s name. She was aware of the strong family resemblance, but she was clueless as to why Shaun would choose to bring it up now.
“And now, I think it’s time for you to try out your new butt plug!” Sarah said cheerfully, holding out the same black silicon butt plug that she had shown Lara earlier that morning.
“You’re going to make her wear that?” Allister asked incredulously.
“It’s a shame it isn’t bigger!” Tori commented cruelly.
“This is just the small size – there’s still a medium and a large one to come!” Sarah replied.
“Did you hear that, Lara? I guess no one’s going to be calling you a tight-ass anymore!” Tori said, smiling with delight.
“I want you to start wearing it every day, and you’re only to remove it at night when you go to sleep, or while showering or using the toilet.” Sarah explained.
Lara grimaced in disgust. How was she supposed to concentrate with that thing stuck up her butt, she thought? Aware that everyone in the room was staring at her expectantly, Lara walked sheepishly forward and retrieved the black butt plug from Sarah’s outstretched hand. Despite its hard plastic appearance, the silicon surface of the butt plug was surprisingly soft and springy, although the structure underneath seemed pretty rigid. It consisted of a 1.5-inch-wide teardrop-shaped plug and an equally long oval-shaped base, connected together by a comparatively thin neck that was about half the diameter of the plug itself.
With her cheeks burning with shame, Lara turned to leave.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Sarah asked imperiously.
“You told me to put it in immediately, My Lady.” Lara answered in confusion.
“I want you to put it in here, in front of all your former employees.” Sarah said.
Lara’s face paled.
“Please… My Lady, don’t make me do this!” Lara implored her.
Sarah assumed a fake expression of regret that didn’t reach her excited blue eyes.
“I’m sorry Lara, but you really haven’t left me with any choice. Despite your new position, you’ve repeatedly addressed me without using my Noble Title, and you’ve raised your voice to me on more than one occasion.” Sarah said, before turning to face Winston.
“Winston, do you think that it’s acceptable behaviour for a maid to talk back to her Countess?” Sarah asked him.
“Definitely not, My Lady.” Winston answered automatically, as his butler training kicked in.
“I’m sorry, My Lady. I promise I’ll try harder in future. I’ll be a better maid, I promise!” Lara said pleadingly.
“I want to believe you, Lara, but I realise now that the cause of your problem is that you still think of yourself as a high-born Countess, rather than as a lowly servant. Perhaps a little bit of forced humility will help to cure you of that mistaken notion.” Sarah said.
Lara looked around vainly for support, but none was forthcoming. If anything, she was dismayed at how readily her former employees had accepted Sarah’s obscene relationship with her. Zip and Allister both had excited grins painted across their faces, while Tori looked like she’d just found out that she’d won the lottery. Winston’s face was expressionless and impossible to read, but it spoke volumes that he remained silent and made no move to defend her, while his friend Shaun whispered God-only-knew what lies into his ear.
“Slide your panties down your legs.” Sarah ordered.
Lara reached up under the frilly white hem of her short black French maid’s dress and slid her black G-string panties down her long sexy legs.
“Now turn around and bend over.” Sarah ordered.
Blushing furiously from her embarrassment, Lara reluctantly turned around bent forward at the waist, causing the back of her dress to lift upwards and expose her naked ass. Lara heard a sharp intake of breath from Zip and Allister, as they saw her naked pussy and asshole for the first time. They were both salivating like hungry wolves, at the sight of her tight holes.
“Put the butt plug in your mouth to get it nice and wet.” Sarah instructed.
Lara grimaced with revulsion, but obeyed. She knew from her experience with the vibrating egg that it would go in a lot easier if it was drenched in her saliva.
“Now put it in your ass!” Sarah ordered eagerly.
Everyone watching – even Winston – unconsciously leaned forward to get the best possible view of the former Countess inserting the black butt plug between her firm round butt cheeks. Lara grunted softly, as she pressed the plug against her tight anal sphincter. Lara had no experience with anal sex, having never allowed any of her previous lovers to attempt something so forbidden and obscene. She did her best to relax her muscles, but thankfully it wasn’t as painful as she had feared. The smaller sized and the fact that was drenched in her saliva also helped. Lara grunted, as her asshole stretched open around the butt plug and admitted it inside. Experimentally, she shook her ass from side to side. It definitely felt weird to have something up her backside, but not unpleasantly so.
“Holy shit, that was hot!” Zip exclaimed, as he watched her tight anal sphincter stretch open around the butt plug, before swallowing it inside.
Both he and Allister had broad, immature grins on their faces. Tori however didn’t seem pleased by Zip’s compliment. Lara knew it was wrong, but she instinctively arched her back to give Zip a better view of her sexy ass. She even gave it a subtle shake from side to side, which caused her firm butt cheeks to ripple slightly. Lara knew it was probably unwise to further antagonise Tori, but she just couldn’t help herself. Deep down, Lara loved the attention she was receiving, but even more than that, she really loved stealing that attention away from Tori.
“You can put your panties back on now.” Sarah told her.
Lara bent down and slid her black panties back up her legs. When she turned around again, she noticed that all of the men present had stiff erections poking out through their pants, even Winston. Sarah noticed as well, and set in motion the next part of her plan.
“That brings me to my second announcement: I’ve decided that it would be selfish of me to keep Lara all to myself – especially given how she’s been teasing you all with her slutty outfits and behaviour. So, I’ve decided to share her with all of you, as a reward for your continued loyalty and service.” Sarah said.
“Share her how?” Zip asked.
“How do daily blowjobs from Lara sound?” Sarah asked.
Lara’s jaw dropped, while Zip and Allister’s eyes lit up with excitement.
“Why just her mouth?” Tori enquired cattily, not even missing a beat.
“The rest of Lara’s holes are off limits – for now.” Sarah answered.
“You can’t be serious!?” Lara interrupted.
Sarah cocked her head in annoyance at being interrupted.
“How long they stay off limits depends on Lara’s behaviour!” Sarah said pointedly, while looking in Lara’s direction.
“I won’t do it! I refuse!” Lara said firmly.
All eyes turned to Sarah, waiting to see what she would do next.
“That’s quite alright, Lara. I’m quite happy to let you break our contract, and keep the 10 million pounds that I’ve already paid you.” Sarah replied.
Everyone’s attention turned back to Lara, expecting her to accept Sarah’s offer of a way out. Their eyes widened in shock at her response.
“You know I can’t do that.” Lara said, feeling like she was on the verge of tears.
“Wait! Are you telling me that you’re prepared to completely humiliate yourself, just so you can get your hands on the other half of the money? You really are a whore!” Tori said cruelly.
“It’s not about the money!” Lara shouted emotionally.
“What does that mean?” Tori asked.
Lara lowered her head in defeat, as Sarah explained the situation for the benefit of her former staff.
“If Lara fails to honour our contract, I don’t have to return Title to her.” Sarah answered smugly.
Winston looked appalled, since Noble Titles meant a great deal to him, but Allister and Zip were nonplussed. After all, to them Titles didn’t have any real value – they were just fancy words that stuck-up toffs used to feel superior to everyone else. They would never understand how important Lara’s noble heritage was to her, and how much of her identity was wrapped up in her being a Countess. Tori seemed to fully understand Lara’s predicament and was positively thrilled by it.
“Are you saying that if she backs out, she won’t be a Countess anymore?” Tori asked excitedly.
“That’s correct, Tori.” Sarah replied, while staring directly at Lara, as if daring her to break their agreement.
“So, no more My Lady this and Countess that? No more fancy parties and staring down her nose at everyone? She’ll just be plain old Miss Croft?” Tori said with delight.
Sarah smiled and nodded.
“Oh, this just keeps getting better and better!” Tori said.
“So, what’s it to be, Lara? Will you be a virtuous peasant or an aristocratic whore?” Sarah asked.
Lara silently promised herself that someday, somehow, she would find a way to exact revenge on Sarah for putting her in this situation; but for now, in order to regain her noble Title, she had no choice but to agree to Sarah’s demands, no matter how obscene they might be. Lara nodded her head.
“I want you to say the words, Lara! Tell me what you want to be, and make sure you use my Title this time!” Sarah chastised her.
“I want to be a noble whore, My Lady.” Lara answered softly.
“I can’t hear you!” Sarah said mockingly.
“I… I want to be a noble whore, My Lady.” Lara said haltingly, speaking louder this time.
“Louder!” Sarah encouraged her.
“I want to be a noble whore, My Lady!” Lara shouted.
“As loud as you can. Shout it out for everyone to hear!” Sarah commanded.
“I want to be a noble whore, My Lady!” Lara screamed at the top of her lungs.
Lara’s face was red with embarrassment, and she felt completely humiliated.
“What do you say, gang? Should we help Lara to achieve her new ambition?” Sarah asked.
Lara was dismayed to see that all of her former staff were only too happy to participate in her degradation.
“Ummm… how will we decide the order?” Allister asked awkwardly.
“I think I’ll leave it up to Lara.” Sarah answered. “As long as she gets to everyone, I’m happy to give her some autonomy.”
Oh, great, Lara thought! She’s going to let me decide what order I whore myself out in!
“So, when do we start?” Zip asked excitedly.
“No time like the present. Why don’t you all go up to your rooms and get comfortable? In a short while, I’ll send Lara up to take care of you.” Sarah suggested.
There was an air of excitement as the staff left the theatre room. Zip and Allister were practically rushing to their respective bedrooms, while Shaun had a comradely arm wrapped around Winston’s shoulders, clearly trying to give him a pep talk. Tori gave Lara a cruel smile as she left, and then it was just Sarah and Lara remaining. Lara tried to think of a way to reason with her former friend, but Sarah immediately launched into a detailed list of instructions and expectations.
“I expect you to fully comply with any sexual requests the staff have. Your pussy and asshole are off limits, but aside from that anything goes. Shaun has been bugging about fucking your tits ever since he first laid eyes upon you, so make sure you take care of him. Also, I want you completely naked when you go to them – it’ll be more exciting for the staff that way, plus I don’t want you to get any cum stains on your uniform. But leave the butt plug in.” Sarah instructed her.
Lara listened in silence, appalled by the humiliating treatment she was about to suffer at the hands of her former household staff.
“Oh, cheer-up Lara. It’s not like you have any choice, so you might as well just try to enjoy yourself.” Sarah said flippantly.
“Yes, My Lady.” Lara answered glumly.
Lara was finally dismissed from Sarah’s presence and walked upstairs to change. She was angry, frustrated, embarrassed, ashamed… and yet, also strangely titillated. Something that Sarah had said stuck in Lara’s mind and refused to go away. Sarah told her that she didn’t have any choice. For someone like Lara, who felt as if every choice she made was being judged and scrutinized by her social peers, who secretly desired to see her fail, the lack of choice felt almost liberating. A small voice in her mind whispered seductively – if you’re not responsible for your actions, then you can’t be judged for them either.
Lara had always gotten a thrill out of teasing her employees, but she would never have dared to actually seduce any of them. But now that this choice had been removed from her control, she could feel herself becoming aroused at the prospect. With a new spring in her step, Lara sauntered out of her room and down the long corridor that led to the other staff bedrooms. She decided to start with Allister, since he had been the most obvious about his desire for her in the past, and thus he would be the easiest to manipulate.
Lara strode confidently into Allister’s bedroom, naked except for the small butt plug protruding from her gorgeous ass. Allister was wearing nothing but a navy-blue bathrobe, and his obvious excitement was betrayed by the way the crotch of his bathrobe stuck out like a tent pole. Dressed in her slutty French maid’s outfit, Lara had been incredibly sexy, but now that she was fully naked, she looked breathtakingly beautiful. Lara felt her cheeks flush with excitement, as his eyes roamed across her naked body, taking in her perfect breasts, her flat toned stomach, her hourglass hips and tiny waist, and her long athletic legs that seemed to go on for days.
“I hope I’m not disturbing you, Sir?” Lara said sweetly, despite the fact that she knew Allister had been eagerly awaiting her arrival.
Lara didn’t wait for his reply and walked past him, closely enough that he could smell the sweet scent of her perfumed neck. She added an exaggerated sway to her hips as she walked, making her gorgeous heart-shaped ass bounce seductively from side to side. Allister’s jaw practically hit the floor, but Lara wasn’t done with her teasing. Once she was inside his room, she ran a hand through her long dark hair, while simultaneously thrusting out her chest and arching her back. She looked like a statue come to life, and when she reached behind and spread apart her firm butt cheeks, giving Allister an unobstructed view of the plug lodged inside her tight asshole, he almost lost control.
“I’m really sorry about this, Sir.” Lara said, glancing down at the butt plug.
“What?” Allister asked, dumbfounded.
“Lady Sarah’s been making me do all sorts of nasty things, but I never wanted to drag you guys into it.” Lara explained.
Allister swallowed hard, as Lara dropped seductively to her knees in front of him.
“I know it’s made things really HARD for you.” Lara cooed, as she pulled upon the drawstrings holding Allister’s bathrobe shut. “But I don’t have any choice.”
“Ahhhh!” Allister moaned, as Lara’s hands began fondling his balls, while her wet tongue licked up along the underside of his cock.
Lara twirled her tongue expertly around the mushroom-shaped tip and then slid her wet lips up and down the side of his shaft.
“But that doesn’t mean we can’t make the best of it.” Lara said suggestively, as she slapped his wet cock against her beautiful face.
Allister was completely speechless. He’d never seen Lara looking so beautiful or seductive. A moment later, his eyes almost bulged out of his head, as Lara opened her mouth wide and bobbed her head all the way down onto his shaft. Allister moaned wordlessly and almost doubled over from the intense pleasure he felt, as Lara slid her red lips all the way down to the base of his cock, taking the entire length inside her mouth. Lara made a soft gulping noise, as the tip of his cock pushed past her tonsils and stretched open her tight throat. Allister cried out like a man being tortured, as Lara deepthroated him like a pro.
Allister reached down to grab her head, but Lara shooed his hands away. She didn’t want him to mess-up her hair; and besides, she certainly didn’t need any guidance from him in how to give a proper blowjob. Lara secretly prided herself on her oral sex skills. Other girls might have thought they were good at giving head – namely because their boyfriends were too afraid to tell them otherwise – but Lara knew for a fact that she was good. As a noble Countess, she was far too classy to ever participate in a threesome or anal sex, so she used her impressive oral sex skills to keep her lovers satisfied.
Funnily enough, she had perfected her technique while stranded alone on an island in the South Pacific. She was there on a solo archaeological expedition, which turned out to be a complete bust. With several days to kill until her scheduled pickup, and being a hot and horny teenager, she started masturbating with the only items at hand – the fruit from the many banana trees that covered the island. One thing led to another, and soon she was ramming one banana in and out of her excited pussy while she slid another one in and out of her mouth. In her mind, she was pretending that she was having a threesome with two muscular studs, who were fucking her from both ends. She started by only taking the tip of the banana inside her mouth, but pretty soon she discovered that she was able to take the entire thing down her throat without gagging. It felt like she had discovered a secret superpower.
Lara had used her well-honed oral skills many times since then, in order to get what she wanted. One of the things that made her much more accepting of Sarah’s demand that she perform oral sex on her former staff was that she didn’t really view it in the same way as regular sex. In her mind, vaginal sex was what a Lady did with her boyfriend or husband, and anal sex was only for cheap lower-class tarts, but oral sex was kind of like giving a hand job – it was more like a form of foreplay, rather than actual sex. That’s how Lara’s mind rationalised it, as she grabbed hold of the back of Allister’s thighs and bobbed her wet mouth up and down on his cock.
Allister’s average-sized cock was significantly smaller than the large bananas she had practiced with on the island, so she had no trouble in accommodating him. Lara pulled her mouth off his cock every 9 or 10 strokes, in order to dribble saliva down onto his shaft. She then slid her lips and tongue along his cock until it was glistening, before taking back inside her throat. Lara had learned from one particularly forward lover that men loved sloppy blowjobs – it had something to do with the extra lubrication, combined with the naughtiness of what she was doing. That suited Lara fine, since otherwise the excess saliva in her mouth would have been dripping down her chin. Much better that her spit was on Allister’s cock, rather than on her face, she thought.
Allister’s breathing was growing more ragged, and she could tell he was getting close to cuming. Lara took that as her signal to slide her lips all the way down to the base of Allister’s cock. She held her mouth there while humming softly, sending gentle vibrations into the tip of his cock, which was stretching open her throat. Allister began to orgasm, shooting several spurts of cum down Lara’s throat. Lara swallowed it all and then backed off, allowing the last few trickles of gooey cum to dribble out onto her tongue. For all of her disparaging words about lower-class sluts, Lara really didn’t mind the taste of cum – not that she would have ever admitted that to anyone. Lara continued swallowing until she was sure that Allister was finished. Then she pulled her mouth off his rapidly deflating cock and got to her feet.
“Thank you, Sir.” Lara said, kissing him on the cheek, before walking from the room.
“Don’t mention it.” Allister answered breathlessly from behind her.
Lara was feeling pretty confident at that point. Since she had been the one to initiate sex with Allister, she felt like she had retained some control over the situation. Plus, it had only taken her a couple of minutes to satisfy his lust. If she could keep up that pace, it shouldn’t take her more than about half-an-hour to finish everyone in the Manor. Lara thought for a moment and decided to make Zip her next target. She figured that he would be the next easiest, and she wanted to be able to brag to Tori about how much he had enjoyed her oral skills. When she arrived at Zip’s bedroom, she was surprised to find the door closed. Lara knocked.
“Come in!” Zip shouted through the door.
Lara entered the room and was surprised to find not only Zip but also Tori inside, both lying naked on top of his queen-sized bed. Tori’s leg was draped languidly across his stomach, and she made a point of passionately kissing him on the lips as Lara entered, as if marking her territory. Tori and Zip were seeing each other? How long had that been going on, she wondered? And how had they managed to keep it a secret from everyone? Lara tried her best to hide her surprise and forced a smile across her face.
“Hello, Sir, Lady Sarah has sent me to please you.” Lara said.
Zip stared lustfully at Lara’s gorgeous naked body, but then he glanced away guiltily and looked across at Tori.
“Are you sure you’re OK with this.” Zip asked her.
“You always said you wanted to try a threesome.” Tori said, to Zip’s obvious delight. “And since this is a day for firsts, I’ve decided to let you do something else that you’ve been pestering me to try.” Tori continued, handing Zip a small tube of lubricant.
“You mean…?” Zip gasped excitedly.
“That’s right baby. I want you to stick it in my ass!” Tori said.
Zip kissed Tori on the lips, with a passion that made Lara jealous. Then Tori looked at Lara with a predatory grin on her face.
“But first, how about Lara and I put on a little show, to get you in the mood?” Tori said, climbing onto her knees and moving towards the end of the bed.
This wasn’t going to plan at all, Lara thought. She had wanted to be the one in control, but now it felt like Tori was the one calling the shots.
“Come here.” Tori commanded.
“Yes, Ma’am.” Lara answered, hating the fact that her former maid was able to order her around, in a complete reversal of their former relationship.
As Lara walked over, Tori grabbed her by the waist and pulled her in close, until their naked bodies were mashed together. Lara didn’t consider herself a lesbian, but the skin-on-skin contact felt really nice. Tori tilted her head and pressed her lips against Lara’s. After so many weeks of making love to Sarah, Lara instinctively opened her mouth and allowed Tori’s tongue inside, while her own tongue explored the pretty brunette’s mouth in return. There was something undeniably hot about making-out with someone you disliked, and both women felt it. Lara could see Zip out of the corner of her eye, stroking his cock and enjoying their erotic show.
“I want you on your knees. I want to look down on you, like you always looked down on me!” Tori said.
Lara dropped instantly to her knees. Tori’s newfound power had brought a hidden dominant streak to the surface, while Lara’s own powerlessness was manifesting itself into an unconscious submissiveness that Tori was only too eager to exploit.
“Now eat my pussy, you stuck-up bitch!” Tori ordered.
Lara leaned forward and started licking her tongue up and down Tori’s smoothly shaved pussy. After all the practice she’d had doing this to Sarah, she knew exactly what to do. Her wet tongue slid up and down Tori’s pussy lips, and then proceeded to flick and tease her clit. Tori grabbed a handful of Lara’s long brown hair and yanked her head back.
“Rub your slutty cunt while you eat me out. Show my boyfriend what a dirty whore you are!” Tori commanded.
The old confident Lara would never have dreamed of masturbating in front of another person, but the powerless and submissive Lara obeyed instantly. Any hope that Lara had of controlling this encounter was washed away by the shameful lust she felt from dominated and humiliated. What was wrong with her, she wondered. Why was being treated like a dirty slut such an incredible turn-on? She knew it was wrong to give in to her desires, but her pussy was practically dripping with excitement. Blushing with shame, Lara reached down between her legs and started rubbing her pussy.
“Good slut!” Tori mocked, before pushing Lara’s beautiful face back down between her thighs.
As turned-on as Lara was by her treatment, Tori was equally turned-on by her newfound power over her former boss. While Lara eagerly ate her pussy and masturbated herself, Tori added to her humiliation by calling her all sorts of degrading names, like “dumb slut”, “stupid tart”, “arrogant bitch” and “big titted whore.” To Lara’s surprise, the shame of being spoken to like that by a former employee was making her even hornier. It was also evidently turning on Zip, who had never heard his famous and beautiful former boss being spoken to like that.
“Ughhh, I’m going to cum!” Tori moaned loudly.
Lara rapidly flicked her tongue against Tori’s clit, teasing a powerful orgasm out of her. Then Lara was forced to stop licking, as her own orgasm ripped through her body. By that time, Tori was completely satisfied and stared down contentedly at her hated former boss, whose beautiful face was now coated in her pussy juices. Tori climbed to her feet and smiled towards Zip with a closed mouth. Then, Tori spat a wad of saliva down onto Lara’s face. Lara was appalled. Thankfully, there wasn’t any phlegm in the mixture, but meaning of the gesture of was clear. Tori had lost all respect for Lara and thought she was beneath contempt.
“Do you want to fuck my ass, big boy?” Tori asked provocatively.
“Oh, God yes!” Zip said, barely able to contain his excitement, as he watched his girlfriend climb onto her hands and knees on the bed.
Tori twerked her ass up and down to look sexy, not that Zip needed any encouragement. Within seconds, his penis was coated in a slippery layer of lubricant and he was pressing it deliberately against Tori’s tiny sphincter. Zip, like many African American men, was definitely an ass man, and Tori was the very definition of a PAWG – a fat-assed white girl. Tori’s large bubble butt, while not quite as firm and toned as Lara’s athletic ass, was still undeniably sexy, and Zip had lusted after it ever since he met her. Tori grunted loudly, as the tip of Zip’s black cock stretched open her tight sphincter.
“Easy… go slowly!” Tori said through gritted teeth.
She clearly wasn’t enjoying herself, and Lara got the impression that this must be her first time trying anal sex. Lara wondered why Tori had chosen this moment to pop her anal cherry. Once Zip had managed to thrust fully inside her asshole and worked his cock in and out a few times, Tori told Lara to climb onto the bed beside her.
“Now make her taste your cock, straight from my ass!” Tori grunted through gritted teeth.
Both Lara’s and Zip’s jaws dropped at Tori’s indecent command, but whereas Lara’s beautiful face went pale with revulsion, Zip’s face flushed with excitement. All of his wildest fantasies were coming true: he was about to have a threesome with his girlfriend and his beautiful boss, and now he was going to get to try ass-to-mouth. Even so, Zip hesitated, wondering whether Lara would actually let him go through with this. As Lara’s technical support, he’d seen enough video feeds from her tomb raiding adventures to know that she could seriously fuck him up if she got angry.
“Open wide, princess!” Tori said mockingly.
Lara blushed with shame and opened her mouth wide. Zip pulled his slippery cock from Tori’s asshole and made eye contact with Lara, as he pushed his cock in-between her lips. His cock was still slimy with lubricant from Tori’s ass, and it had an odd flavour as it slid across her tongue. Lara was just thankful that Tori had apparently practiced good hygiene, and her ass was clean. She probably would have thrown-up if there had been any traces of shit on Zip’s cock.
“All the way! Deepthroat the arrogant bitch!” Tori shouted, while looking back over her shoulder.
Zip hesitated again, but when Lara made no move to stop him, he pressed forward with his hips and slid the tip of his cock all the way into Lara’s throat. Lara’s red lips stretched open around the base of his cock, while his balls slapped against her chin. As he pressed balls-deep into Lara’s warm wet mouth, Zip groaned in delight, at the incredible feeling of his cockhead being enveloped by her tight throat. After a few moments, he began rocking his hips backwards and forwards, slowly fucking her face.
“That’s enough. Now put it back in my ass!” Tori ordered.
Zip was really excited by how forceful and dirty Tori was behaving, and this time he didn’t hesitate to obey her. Tori grunted as her asshole was penetrated once more.
“I want you thrust into my ass 3 or 4 times and then switch to Lara’s mouth. Keep alternating between them, but I want you to cum in the slut’s mouth – understand?” Tori told him.
Zip nodded his understanding. He thrust back inside Tori’s ass 4 more times, pushing in balls-deep, before pulling out and immediately going balls-deep inside Lara’s open mouth. Zip was sweating freely now and his breathing was ragged, but his expression was one of total ecstasy. Lara glanced across at Tori’s face, and she could see that Tori definitely wasn’t enjoying her ass-fucking. She was grimacing with discomfort each time Zip thrust inside of her stretched-open sphincter. Why was Tori putting herself through this ordeal, Lara wondered? Was she afraid that Lara was going to steal Zip away from her, so this was her way to keep him interested? Or was this simply another way to add to Lara’s humiliation, by making her do something that she knew Lara would find disgusting?
Whatever her motivation, the effect on Lara’s psyche was profound. As a feminist, Lara had always thought of herself as a beautiful, intelligent and well-spoken young woman, but Tori was showing her that none of that mattered anymore. By making her taste Zip’s cock straight from her asshole, Tori was showing Lara that her mouth was no different to her asshole – it had no value other than as another hole for men to fuck. But the most embarrassing realisation for Lara was that Tori’s asshole didn’t actually taste that bad. As a beautiful and famous Countess, born into the highest social class, Lara should have found ass-to-mouth disgusting, but instead she was actually getting turned-on by it. What was wrong with her? Maybe Tori was right to call her a filthy whore.
Zip managed to fuck Lara’s face and Tori’s ass for several minutes, before he couldn’t hold out any longer. After another deep thrust inside Tori’s stretched asshole, he hurriedly pulled out and aimed his cock at Lara’s mouth. He wasn’t quite fast enough, and his first spurt of cum splattered against Lara’s lips and dribbled down her chin. He thrust forward into her mouth, and his second spurt splashed against her tongue. He kept pushing until his cock was all the way down her tight throat, where he shot his remaining cum straight down her throat and into her stomach. As he ejaculated, Tori crawled over to him and kissed him romantically on the lips. When he was done, Tori pushed Lara dismissively off the bed, sending her sprawling onto her back on the carpeted floor.
“What do you say, bitch?” Tori asked.
“Thank you, Sir and Ma’am.” Lara replied, wiping away the cum from her chin with the back of her hand.
Lara walked from Zip’s bedroom feeling completely humiliated. What had possessed her to behave so submissively, she wondered? Lara worried that if she went to visit Shaun in her current state, she would just end up being dominated again, so she decided to visit Winston instead. Lara hoped that if she could speak with him privately, she might be able to convince him not to participate in Sarah’s humiliating games – and maybe even help her find a way out of her deal with Sarah. Any hope of that died when she found Shaun waiting for her in Winston’s bedroom. Both men were wearing dark-coloured bathrobes and had glasses of whisky in their hands. It was unusual for Winston to be drinking during the day, and Lara wondered if this wasn’t another ploy by Shaun, to help lower Winston’s inhibitions.
“You can start with me, slut!” Shaun told her, placing his glass down on the nightstand.
Had Sarah told him he could speak to her like that, Lara wondered? Winston looked uncomfortable with his language, but made no move to defend her honour.
“Yes, Sir.” Lara answered.
“Did Lady Sarah tell you what I want?” Shaun asked arrogantly.
Lara nodded.
“I want to hear you say it!” Shaun ordered.
Ordinarily, his condescending tone would have caused Lara to snap back at him angrily, but naked and powerless as she currently was, it just made her feel even more submissive. Her conscious mind pleaded with her to stop, but her unconscious mind whispered seductively for her to give up control and obey.
“You want to… fuck my tits.” Lara said, blushing with shame at the wetness between her legs.
“Get on with it then! Lie down on the floor!” Shaun ordered her.
Lara lay down on the carpeted floor, while Shaun removed her bathrobe. The 60-year-old chef straddled her upper body and then suddenly spat a large wad of saliva down onto her chest. Lara was filled with a confusing mixture of disgust and arousal, as she watched him spit more saliva down into her cleavage, before rubbing it into her skin with his calloused hands. Lara was one of the most beautiful and famous women in the world, and he was spitting on her as if she was nothing but a common whore. Lara’s fingers strayed down towards her needy pussy. She couldn’t understand why she was getting so turned-on by his rude treatment.
“Push those fat tits together!” Shaun told her.
Lara exhaled, trying to calm herself as she pulled her hand away from her pussy and pressed the sides of her breasts together, creating a fleshy tunnel for Shaun’s penis. Shaun spat another wad of saliva onto his cock and rubbed it in until his shaft was wet and glistening. Then he thrust forward into the deep valley between Lara’s breasts. Lara looked down and saw the tip of his cock poking out from between her cleavage. Shaun began rocking his hips back and forward, sliding his cock in and out of the slippery tunnel between her large mashed-together breasts. The sight reminded Lara of a cowboy at a rodeo.
Given his advanced age and the fact that he was now fucking the most perfect set of breasts in the world, Shaun was doing admirably well. His rapid titty-fucking continued for over 5 minutes before he pressed his hips all the way forward, pushing Lara’s large breasts up towards her face and leaving his cock resting just below her chin. Shaun groaned with pleasure as he angled his cock upwards and ejaculated over Lara’s face. His first spurt of cum went high and landed in her hair. His second spurt jetted across her face, leaving a thick line of cum that went from her cheek to her forehead. His third spurt of cum splattered against her nose and upper lip, while his fourth spurt splashed against her chin.
Breathing heavily from his exertions, Shaun leaned down and whispered instructions to Lara.
“I want you to start rubbing your slutty cunt!” Shaun ordered.
Lara’s hands moved instantly down to her crotch. She’d desperately wanted to masturbate anyway, and the fact with she was now being ordered to do it was turning her on even more. She couldn’t ever remember feeling this horny before, and she was so desperate to orgasm that she was behaving like a wanton slut in front Winston.
“Now, Winston had a thing for your mother, so I want you to pretend to be her. Tell Winston that your name is Amelia. Got it?” Shaun told her.
Lara was shocked. Could there be anything more obscene than pretending to be your own mother while being fucked by your oldest friend and mentor? She should have objected, but a fog of lust and arousal was clouding her mind. She just nodded obediently, while Shaun grinned and stood aside.
“All yours, Winston my lad.” Shaun said.
Winston disrobed and approached her. Lara had never seen him naked before. He still looked reasonably fit for someone his age, but his skin was dry and saggy and his muscles looked stretched. Lara noticed that his public hair had turned the same grey-colour as his hair. It’s funny what details the mind picks out, she thought absently. Winston was staring at her cum-splattered face, and Lara saw that his 6-inch penis was admirably hard.
Unknown to Lara, Winston had a secret fetish called Salirophilia – the name for a person who derives sexual pleasure from soiling or dishevelling beautiful women. It was one of the reasons that Winston had never put a stop to Lara’s tomboy antics, even when he had been her legal guardian and could easily have done so. He secretly loved it when she returned from a tomb raiding adventure with her hair all matted and filthy and her face streaked with mud. He tried his best to ignore his urges, but he secretly indulged his fetish on his infrequent holidays abroad to Amsterdam or Bangkok, where a man with money could find an endless supply of women willing to let him masturbate over their faces.
Shaun was fully aware of Winston’s fetish from their time serving overseas together in the British Army, but Lara knew none of this. What she did see was a strange predatory look in Winston’s eyes, as her stared at her beautiful cum-splattered face. Even then, this might not have been enough to push the straight-laced Winston over the edge into lust and depravity. But the Lara said those fatefully words that Shaun had instructed.
“Come to me, Winston. Come to Amelia.” Lara said, looking up at him pleadingly.
Winston groaned with longing and Shaun patted him on the back for encouragement.
“See how much she looks like her mother. You can pretend that she’s Amelia. You can fulfil your wildest fantasy.” Shaun told him, speaking into his ear, like a daemon trying to lead him astray.
“Amelia…” Winston groaned.
“That’s right. I’m Amelia for you.” Lara moaned, with her eyes half-closed as her own orgasm approached.
Winston had a secret crush on Amelia Croft ever since he met her. She was so beautiful and pure – like an angel just begging to be defiled. He had always viewed Lara as a surrogate daughter, but now when he looked at her, he didn’t see Lara anymore. In his mind, it was Lara’s mother, Amelia, that was masturbating naked in front of him.
“Oh, Amelia…” Winston groaned again, as he knelt down beside her head and started masturbating over her face.
Lara closed her eyes as a wave of pleasure grew unbearably between her legs. She cried out as she orgasmed.
“Tell him who you are, you dumb slut!” Shaun said cruelly.
Lara was too lost in her orgasmic daze to object, and she mindlessly repeated her mother’s name like a mantra.
“I’m Amelia. I’m Amelia. I’m Amelia.” Lara moaned, over and over again.
Winston moaned and started to cum. His first two jets of cum spurted across her face, leaving long sticky ropes of cum plastered across her cheeks and forehead. His next two spurts splashed against her nose and chin. Winston leaned forward and sent a couple of shorter spurts splattering against her lips and nose.
“Oh, Amelia…” Winston groaned, as he rung out his cock and dribbled the last drops of cum down onto Lara’s beautiful face.
Lara’s face was completely coated with cum, and she now looked more like a glazed doughnut than a wealthy aristocrat. Her eyes suddenly shot open, as she finally regained her senses and realised the full horror of what she had just done. She had just masturbated in front of her oldest friend, while he ejaculated on her face. Even worse, he had done so while she was pretending to be her own deceased mother. Even though she wasn’t related to Winston, the whole thing felt distastefully incestuous. Lara’s face turned bright red, and she studiously avoided making eye contact with Winston, as she climbed unsteadily to her feet.
An awkward silence fell across the room, as Winston did up his bathrobe.
“Lara, go and clean yourself up and then report to the kitchen. We’ll be having a late lunch today, and then Tori will give you a list of chores for the afternoon.” Winston told her, speaking in his usual businesslike manner, as if nothing untoward had happened.
Was that a coping strategy, Lara wondered, or did he really not feel any shame about what they had just done? For her part, Lara could think of little else. Acting like a submissive slut had felt so wonderful in the moment, but afterwards she was consumed with feelings of self-loathing and shame.
“Yes, Sir.” Lara answered, too embarrassed to even look in his direction before hastening out of the room.
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