Young Lara experiences the world (Closed)

Lady Chelmsford

Lady Chelmsford sat up with a smile.

"You know what would feel better."

Quickly she moved up until her thighs were straddling either side of Lara's head.

"You eating my pussy."

She lowered herself down onto Lara's mouth.

Lara Croft

The loss of Chelmsford's mouth on her breasts made Lara gasp. She was just about to beg for more when Chelmsford straddled her head and asked Lara to lick her. When Lara had responded earlier that she wasn't sure if she would give Chelmsford oral she had been speaking truly. Now though, in the heat of the moment and brimming with desperation, her tongue eagerly sought out the other woman's body.

Lara moaned the instant she tasted Chelmsford; she had tasted her own juices before on her lovers' mouths but this was something new entirely. It was clear that their interaction had thoroughly aroused the Mistress, and Lara was all too pleased to be taking in the results of that.

Her tongue was tentative at first as she learned the shape and taste of the Mistress. Once she had begun to tease Chelmsford's clitoris, the woman's hands come down and threaded in Lara's hair. Knowing what Chelmfsord wanted, Lara began to mimic the techniques that drove her crazy. As she continue to pleasure the other woman, Chelmsford's nails begun to scrape against her scalp and her hips began to gyrate on Lara's face. Lara moaned into her pussy and redoubled her efforts. She longed to hear the sound of Chelmsford coming to orgasm, but she dearly wished that her hands were free to explore the other woman's marvelous body.

Lady Chelmsford

It was obvious to Lady Chelmsford that Lara was still inexperienced and a bit unsure when first confronted with the prospect of performing oral on her. But is soon became obvious that the young woman was enjoying herself and eager to please. It required little guidance from the Lady to have Lara doing what pleased her and it was not long before she felt her orgasm building.

"Yesssss....Lara...." she ground her pelvis against Lara's mouth, "your Master....oooohhhhhh." It was a long sigh as Lara's tongue found her engorged clit. "Will be prou...." Lady Chelmsford settled against her submissive almost smothering her while her body shuddered with orgasm.

When her orgasmic wracks finally quietened down, Lady Chelmsford moved her body down Lara again so she could lean over the girl and look her face to face.

"That was quite skillful Lara," her face was flushed with bliss, "tell your Professor you earned him a reward." She leaned down and kisses Lara, savouring her own taste. "He did not know there would be one," another kiss, "but he has earned what he always wanted from me."

She liked Lara enough now to tell her that what she had mentioned was never a negotiated part of her deal with Professor Knight. As far as the Professor knew, Lara was going to learn some things and all that Lady Chelmsford had guaranteed was that she would have to discipline the girl lightly to show her what it was like to serve a Master. This would be their secret as would anything that happened unless Lara chose to tell details. So would Lara's explanation as to why he had been rewarded.

With one last kiss Lady Chelmsford got off the bed and neatened herself as best she could. She then moved to a wall and pressed an intercom button.

"Thomas, I am done with the young lady, so please come and fetch her and see her out." She looked over at the naked girl still tied to the bed, "oh and Thomas she has been most pleasing and thus earned herself a little reward," she blew Lara a kiss, "so feel free to indulge your own desires." She smiled at Lara before putting down the handset.

"Till our next encounter Lara, which I hope you are looking forward to as much as I am."

She strolled over to the bed and touched Lara's cheek affectionately, "so beautiful," was the low sultry words ushered, "so skillful."

Another long kiss followed, this time accompanied with her tongue gently invading the girls mouth, while her hand fondled the perfect rounded breast affectionately.

"All the professor will hear from my side was that you only needed a slight bit of discipline before you became obedient, and that I was pleased with your knowledge and progress and thus was happy with my decision to sponsor you. What you decide to divulge is up to you, as long as you do tell him my message from earlier."

She turned to walk away, "oh and Lara you don't have to call me Mistress from this point on, if you don't want to, and you are free to comply as you will."

With that she left the room.

A few minutes later Thomas entered bearing a neat bundle of Lara's clothes. Seeing the girl naked and bound he smiled as he placed the clothing down on a bench. The bulge in his trousers was apparent as he approached Lara with a grin.

"You look so vulnerable," he whispered, unbuckling his pants and releasing his hard massive erection.

A few eager strides brought him close to the bed and a swift maneuvering with his arms resulted in Lara backside on the edge of the bed and his stiff manhood laying across her sopping womanhood.

"Lady Chelmsford will be getting ready for another guest, so we will have a bit of time to ourselves before you will need to go."

Slowly he rubbed himself against her clit as he smiled down at her from between her raised legs secured firmly at the ankles by his hands.

Lara Croft

As Lady Chelmsford got up and left Lara was left watching after her, mouth parted in surprise. Her entire body was still naked and exposed, her hands still tied to the bed. Lady Chelmsford had apparently been pleased about her performance, even offering Professor Knight something he had desired but never received. He would be rewarded for her performance.

When Thomas entered the room at Chelmsford's behest, his pants bulging with his reaction, Lara realised just how much she needed the reward that he was clearly eager to give her. Lara was stunned into silence when he strode over and begun to unbuckle his belt. His words sent shivers up her spine and his easy repositioning made her eyes widen. Lara's entire body felt as though it was on fire when he rubbed the tip of his impressive cock against her slick slit.

"I... I'm not sure my Master will a-approve," Lara gasped even as her hips raised at the contact. Thomas had been right about her vulnerability; despite the strength of her body and spirit, there was nothing she could to physically dissuade him if he chose to enter her. Part of her was thrilled by the prospect of having this giant of a man inside her, but her sense of propriety was slowly trickling back into her hormone ridden body.

Thomas the Butler

"I will not tell him," he grinned as he rubbed against her vulnerable nether regions pressing against him. "Besides your body tells me you want me inside you."

Slowly he drew his long length back and forward over the furrow created by her swollen lips and the engorged clit.

"I think you need it," he winked at her, "the Lady left you feeling a little unfulfilled, didn't she."

Lara Croft

"You might not tell him, but if he asks I will need to." Lara said, trying to ignore the intoxicating feeling of his hot member against her desperate lips.

Part of Lara couldn't believe that she was in this position. The previous evening with Professor Knight had been the first time she'd ever slept with a man on the first date, and now she had pleasured another woman and was toying with the idea of letting a man she didn't know penetrate her. A week ago this scenario would have gone beyond her wildest dreams, but now? Lara's love of history and archaeology has also strengthened an interest in anthropology. The opportunity to delve into a new sociological world, even one of BDSM, was incredibly alluring to her. It was clear that Professor Knight was part of this culture and that he enjoyed it immensely, and Lara couldn't help but wonder if she would to. She was certainly willing to give it a go; even if only to learn more about it.

Thomas the Butler

"I doubt he will ask," he pushed her legs back so they were pressing against her body. "I doubt he will enquire what about what happened this day."

Now Lara was truly immobile, her thighs pressed down against her breasts. Thomas leaned against her, his weight holding her body compact. With a quick shift of his body his penis head slipped easily between Lara's nether lips. Thomas sighed at the feel, looking deep into Lara's eyes to see if her desire changed.

"Besides earlier today you were willing to suck me off, this is no different, just that maybe you have less choice and have learned more about yourself."

Lara Croft

It was different now, despite what Thomas had said. He did make an interesting point though, about her lack of choice. Less than an hour earlier she had eagerly knelt before him, with his magnificent cock a hairsbreadth from her mouth. Even though she had been on her knees she had been totally in control. Now, with his tip stretching her entrance as her arms were tethered and ankles held in his strong grasp, she would not be able to control their joining. She wouldn't be able to draw back to control depth, to dig her nails into his skin to signal her desire for him to speed up or slow down.

The feeling of Thomas's cock barely inside of her was the greatest torture of the day. He hovered here, teasing her with the promise of something so much more. Lara wasn't so certain that Knight would not question her about her time, but then she realised that he was the one that had sent her he. He had requested that Lady Chelmsford meet with Lara and teach her some of their art, he had entrusted Lara's care (punishments and rewards included) to Lady Chelmsford. Lady Chelmsford had trusted Lara's reward to Thomas.

Despite the knowledge that Lara, quite literally, no longer had a choice in the matter she felt somewhat liberated. There were so many questions; whether or not to sleep with a man, which position to use, how far to go, what she liked, what she wanted or didn't want more of... Each question detracted from the actual base needs that Lara felt. It was not her role to question in this matter, only to obey. She had pleased Lady Chelmsford and she had been offered Thomas as a reward. Thomas was larger than any man she had ever seen, and a curious part of Lara was desperate to know what it was like to feel his staff sinking deep into her.

"I don't have any protection," Lara said, raising her hips to him as much as she could in the restricted position. It was as much permission as it was a warning.

Thomas the Butler

"Let's not worry about that now," Thomas said as he slowly slid his length into her. He felt her walls constricting around him as they adjusted to the enticing invasion.

He was certain Lara knew her body and if she was really worried about potential pregnancy she would have been a lot more concerned. Besides those were things you needed to worry about later, now she needed to enjoy the moment just as he was.

Earlier Thomas was disappointed that he had not felt the feeling of Lara's lips around his member he was thrilled that Lady Chelmsford had given him this opportunity. To have Lara kneelbefore him was exciting, to be deep inside her tight channel was thrilling.

Thomas let out a long contented sigh as his tip pressed against her cervix. Lara was naturally tight and his manhood long, so it felt especially good to full her so completely.

Thomas' grin widened as he began slow thrusts, the familiar strain on Lara's face helping to arouse him even more.

Lara Croft

Lara let out a yelp as Thomas sunk so deep into her that he pressed against her innermost barrier. He filled her more than she ever thought possible, and stretched her in a way that was almost painful. Thankfully he kept his thrusts slow, and Lara struggled to catch her breath as surely as her channel struggled to accommodate him.

Slowly, gradually, the pain and discomfort caused by his unusually large member morphed into something different. It wasn't entirely comfortable and wonderfully fitting as Professor Knight had been, but it was satisfying. Every thrust into her ended where she ended, and every out stroke left her wanting more. Her gasps and cries of surprise soon changed into moans of longing and pleasure as her channel struggled to tighten around his massive resistance. As they continued his thrusts became harder and faster and Lara's cries became louder. Everything that she was went into dealing with the assault of sensations; she could think of nothing more than the way that he drove into her, the look of smugness and pleasure on his face as his natural assets drove her to the edge of desire.

Thomas the Butler

Thomas was pleased with the way her body was responding, with the moans that escaped her lips. Releasing her ankles he started to quicken his pace as he reached up for the buckle that fastened her hands above her head. It took only the briefest of manipulation to free her hands. But if Lara thought that her freedom would hold respite she was wrong. All it did was increase the depth and ferocity of his thrusting.

Lara Croft

Lara's moans became louder when her hands were free. Now that she was able to move about a little more she found that she had no desire to. She rubbed her wrists for a moment to restore blood to them, before her hands went down to her sides and her fingers tried to find Thomas's thighs as they dug into her.

In this position, with her legs closed and pushed above her head, it would not be possible for her to use her fingers to pleasure herself. It didn't bother Lara though, as the overwhelming sensation of Thomas's thrusting was more pleasure than she could handle. As her nails dug into his skin she gritted her teeth and held on, keeping herself anchored to the bed and the man despite the tidal waves of pleasure threatening to sweep her under and drown her.

"Oh, yes!" Lara cried, her breasts rising and falling rapidly as Thomas continued. She didn't know what he was planning to do when he came, but she knew that she would cry out in loss when he withdrew from her.

Thomas the Butler

Her cry of pleasure was mimic by his own. Lara definitely felt better than any woman he had been with before, and her demure nature was intoxicating. His thrust now became near savage as he felt his explosion approaching. But he controlled himself, used his skills to help her to her orgasm first. He wanted to feel her body tense around him as the wave of pleasure splashed down on her, to see what she would do and say. She had earned the reward and not him. Then he would turn her over and take her with the savagery of an animal, as he suspected she truly desired.

Lara Croft

With a shift of hips and a change in thrusts Thomas managed to send shockwaves of pleasure to her neglected clitoris. Lara wasn't sure if it was the position or the overwhelming assault of sensations warring for her attention and confusing her body. Whatever it was, it wasn't much longer before her cries turned to screams and her nails dug unforgivingly into Thomas's soft flesh. She screamed out, voice undulating in erotic tones as it bounced off the walls of the room.

"Too much! Please stop!" Lara whimpered when Thomas continued to thrust into her overstimulated body. He did stop thrusting, but he kept the tip of his erection sheathed within her entrance. Her entire body thrummed with the remnants of her orgasm, and she struggled to catch her breath.

Lara's reprieve was short though. She just managed to catch her breath when Thomas slid out of her and slid his strong hands under her backside. He flipped her unceremoniously onto her stomach and spread her legs wide. Lara yelped when her still-throbbing clitoris brushed against the rich cotton sheets and filled her with a sense of vertigo. Lara was still recovering from that brush when Thomas pushed his cock deep into her with one thrust.

Each of Thomas's thrusts drove her harder and harder into the bed. Her hands gripped at the sheet as she screamed into the mattress. Each thrust jostled her clit and made her body explode anew. Thomas continued to fuck her, for that is what it was. There was no tenderness in this joining, no sense of exploration or learning. This interaction was about the pleasure and release, nothing more. Despite that, it felt so damn good. Lara felt her own pleasure rising again, an unstoppable force as Thomas's massive cock slammed into her with bone-jarring thrusts. Her throat was turning raw with the cries, and she braced herself on the sheets, waiting for the storm to come.

Thomas the Butler

If Thomas wasn't enjoying himself so much he would burst out laughing. The girl had gone from reluctant to unsure to 'oh god', and now from 'please stop' to the brink of another orgasm. If he didn't know any better he would think that Professor Knight did not know how to take care of her. But as proud as he was about his assets and stamina, he knew that Lady Chelmsford would not entertain someone who was not skilled. He realised that for Lara this was just a matter of a new experience and not being able to say no.

So while Lara screamed and clawed at the bed he pounded her without mercy. when he sensed her next orgasm approaching he lifted her onto all fours and pushed her head into the comfortable sheets. This allowed him to fondle her breasts and flick her clit roughly. It also gave him better purchase to ram into her roughly and helped to bring his own orgasm. He would try to hold out long enough for her to cum again, then he planned to spin her around and see if her mouth could take him over the edge. If not...well.

Lara Croft

Lara lost all sense of time and space as Thomas pounded into her. The change in position allowed him to fondle her breasts and clit, and the sensations drove her to complete and utter distraction. Her second orgasm came fast and strong, and once more her throat was hoarse with the efforts of crying out.

When Lara's high faded, she could feel Thomas's cock pumping eagerly inside of her, and her body tensed knowing that he would have to pull out soon. Luckily, just as he thought it Thomas pulled out of her. Lara sighed with longing, but she knew that it had to be done. Thomas, none too gently, turned her around so that her head was near his cock and smiled down at her as a hunter would smile at its cornered prey.

"Do you want to see what my cock tastes like when it is covered in your juices?" Thomas asked as he threaded his fingers through Lara's hair and jerked her head closer to him. Her lips were pressed against the tip of his cock, and when his hips bucked forward they pierced through and she felt part of his length sheathing deep in her throat.

Thomas didn't give Lara a chance to catch up; instead, he begun to thrust into her throat in a hard but shallow rhythm that deepened slightly with each new entry. Lara worked her tongue and lips as Thomas went, trying to deliver him enough pleasure to bring him an orgasm. Knowing that she wouldn't be able to handle the deep throating for too long, Lara brought a hand up and wrapped it around the neglected base of his cock and gave it a firm squeeze. From there, her hand and mouth worked in concert with Thomas's thrusts to push him closer and closer to the edge.

Thomas the Butler

As much as he wanted her to suffer with a long bout of deep throating, for making him have to stop with the really pleasant penetration, he struggled to maintain. The tightness of both Lara's mouth and pussy, along with the expert use of her hand and tongue was too much.

There was a long groan accompanied by a firm grip on her hair as he exploded into her mouth.

Lara Croft

Lara had no choice but to swallow as Thomas continued to pump into her, his cum shooting down her throat. Her hands gripped his hips, her nails digging in as she struggled to keep some small measure of composure. When he was finished he pulled away and she fell against the mattress feeling thoroughly sexed out.

"How was that?" Thomas's voice sent shivers running through her sensitive body as his hand swept up some fallen hair and pushed is to one side. His large hands ran up and down her back as she tried to catch her breath.

"Incredible."

After a few moments Lara slid into a seated position and looked at Thomas, her cheeks flushed an then she looked away.

"I suppose I'd better be going," Lara said, clearing her throat.

"You're right. The Mistress's next guest will be here shortly. Your clothes are still in the sitting room. Do you know the way there?" Thomas's voice was so matter of fact that Lara couldn't help but wonder if she really did have his cock shoved down her throat only a few short minutes ago.

Lara got to her feet and hung her head demurely as she made towards the door.

"Wait a moment."

Lara stopped immediately and heard Thomas's footsteps coming towards her. She turned to him with a questioning look, and he grinned at her. His finger swiped gently at the corner of her mouth and then pressed between her lips, Lara's tongue flicked the tip of his finger and tasted the salty tang of his seed. When he pulled his finger away her cheeks were even more flushed and he gave an amused laugh.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about Lara," Thomas chided before turning towards the bed and walking away.

By the time Lara found the main room again her body had cooled and she was feeling quite uncomfortable. It seemed that Lady Chelmsford's palatial home had air conditioning. While it was wonderful when Lara was engaged in some arousing physical activity, she was now left feeling slightly chilled.

"Ah Lara, good to see you're finished," Lady Chelmsford purred, putting down the book she was reading as Lara entered the room. "Your dress and bag are there," she pointed to the folded blue lace on the coffee table in front of her "I will be sure to let your Master know just how well you performed today. I'm impressed. I do hope you enjoy yourself."

"I did," was all Lara could say as she walked over and quickly pulled on her clothes, "thank you Mistress Chelmsford."

And with that, Lara walked out of the house and into the warm evening beyond. As she reached the front gate Lara's trembling fingers opened her purse and she pulled out her phone.

Professor Knight had told her to come here after shopping, but he hadn't said what to do beyond that. Was she supposed to call him? Was she supposed to go home and visit him? Lara bit the inside of her lip as she considered her options. She truly did want to call him, but she certainly didn't want to seem overbearing. She also knew that she wouldn't be able to handle an interrogation from Sam just yet. With a sigh Lara unlocked her phone and searched through the contact list for a taxi company. She could do with a bit of time to clear her head, and without further instructions she decided that a cab would be the best option.

Lady Chelmsford

When Lara had left the Lady continued to read her book. Despite what people would have suspected it was not a book about sexual techniques or even a 'Ladies Romance' , it was in fact a non fiction book about ancient myths and magic.

"Ma'am," Thomas' voice caused her to put the book down again. "It is done."

Lady Chelmsford nodded, "so what do you think of her?"

"She is beautiful and very compliant, I can see why Lance is so fond of her." He smiled slyly, "but there is a strength in her, I don't see her being the subservient forever. Professor Knight has his hands full and with your guidance she will become more that he can handle."

"And her friend," Lady Chelmsford asked, a little disappointed that the man she called Thomas had chosen to make contact with her targets friend. "Why did you chose to meet her at Lara's party last night?"

Thomas shrugged, "I was observing them and when Lara and the Professor left I saw it as an opportunity to make contact and discover what they knew. Besides she is a pretty girl and seems very willing," he grinned remembering how easy it had been to charm Sam.

"And did you discover anything?"

"Samantha doesn't know much yet, she is there more to document but I am sure if Lara or the Professor had any further knowledge they would have spoken about it."

"Very well, I will leave it up to you how to handle that, just see that the package I have prepared isdelivered to young Miss Croft."

"I will see to it personally. It should be fun to see how Lara handles running into me when she is with Samantha again." He laughed, "sleeping with her best friends boyfriend...the slut."

"One meeting and a promise of another date does not make you a boyfriend," Lady Chelmsford glared at him.

Thomas continued to smile despite being chastised, "looks like the Mistress of the Dark herself has fallen for the young wench."

He walked off leaving Lady Chelmsford to contemplate the truth of his final words.

Lara Croft

The cab ride home gave Lara a chance to be alone and think. By the time the driver stopped outside her dormitory and held his hand out for payment Lara's head was no clearer.

Lara had hoped that Sam was out, but as soon as she pushed the door to their dorm over Sam was in front of her, bouncing up an down enthusiastically and asking her all kinds of questions.

"Lara! You're back! So, what was that all about? That place looked gorgeous! Have your checked your phone? I got a call from the lady at the Boutique saying that your clothes are ready to be picked up. Did you get them? Oh, did Knight meet you at that house?" Sam's questions shot at her, rapid fire, without pause or breath.

"Hi Sam, nice to see you too," Lara muttered as she rolled her eyes and pushed past her friend. "How was your afternoon Lara? Oh, it was lovely Sam, thanks for asking. Are you hungry? Perhaps we should have something to eat. Yeah Sam, sounds like a lovely idea to give a prisoner her last meal before a full-scale interrogation."

Sam gave an almighty harrumph and put her hands on her hips at Lara's teasing. Lara continued into the room unapologetically.

"I'm just going to go to the loo and then we'll grab some dinner, alright?" Lara said, dropping her bag on her bed and then slipping into the bathroom. Sam's response was drowned out by the loud bang of the door as it slammed.

~*~

Sam seemed to take Lara's hint. They were well into their meal when she dared to question Lara again. This time, with the slower pace and more subtle questions, Lara was able to give Sam answers that were detailed enough to satiate her curiosity but vague enough for Lara to keep from blushing. She had gone to meet Professor Knight's patron. They had talked extensively about her work with the Professor, and Lady Chelmsford had even offered to train and educate Lara in the field. Sam seemed pleased with these responses and Lara couldn't blame her. The truth would have been far from what she was expecting, and would most likely have been met with disbelief anyway.

When Lara and Sam returned home Lara escaped and soaked herself in a much needed hot shower. As the water poured over her curves and scalded her smooth skin Lara's mind finally began to slow down. There was no guilt there, she didn't feel promiscuous and there was a eager curiosity burning within her. Her body was still tingling from the activities of the night and afternoon, and she remembered the events with a strange sense of neutrality.

Lara knew that the situation in which she found herself was a peculiar one, but there was something about unabashedly exploring her sexual power that felt so right to her. She didn't know where the whole thing was going, or where she would draw the line, but for the moment she was happy to continue her explorations. She had resolved to call Professor Knight the next day; it was far too late for her sensibilities to allow her to call him now. She would have to pick up the dresses from the boutique, and it would make a perfect excuse for an I'll-be-in-the-neighbourhood kind of visit.

With a new sense of resolve Lara twisted the taps off just in time to hear a heavy knock on the door. Curiosity got the better of her and she snatched her towelling robe of the hook on the back of the door. The only people that visited their room this late at night tended to be Sam's paramours, and Sam usually warned her of their impending arrival (if only so she could make herself scarce).

"What on earth?" Lara gasped as she stepped out of the bathroom.

Standing in the doorway and wrapped in her best friend, was Thomas. At her exclamation Thomas pulled himself away from Sam and gave Lara an unperturbed nod of acknowledgement. Now it was Sam's turn to give Lara a confused look.

"Sorry Samantha, but I am here on business." Thomas gave her friend an apologetic smile that only deepened Sam's frown lines.

"What do you mean?" Sam questioned, looking between Lara and Thomas.

"Mistress Chelmsford asked me to deliver this package to Miss Croft." Thomas said in that deep velvet voice of his, holding out a sizeable gift box.

"Sam, do you know Thomas?" Lara asked slowly, ignoring the large man (as her cheeks flushed scarlet) and looking at her friend.

"Yes, I met him at the club last night," Sam replied slowly before turning back to the man in the doorway. "How do you know Lara?"

"I met her at Mistress Chelmsford's this afternoon," Thomas explained with an amused smirk, nodding at Lara politely.

"Mistress Chelmsford? What is this, the middle ages? Why do you call her that? Oh, are you a butler or courier or something?" Sam asked, clearly puzzled by this strange collision of fate.

"Not quite," Thomas's grin was purely chesire-like now.

"Thanks for bringing this by," Lara crossed the room and took the box from Thomas's hand. She didn't like where this conversation was going.

"And now that business is out of the way do we have some time for fun?" Sam asked, her hand resting suggestively on Thomas's stomach. The comfortable look of lust that settled on Thomas's face as he looked at Sam made Lara feel queasy. She sincerely hoped that Thomas was not Sam's latest crush; that would mean that she.. Lara couldn't bare to think of it at that moment.

"I am afraid not Miss Nishimura. Duty calls," when Thomas winked Lara wasn't sure if it was aimed at her or Sam.

"Oh, at least wait and make sure Lara opens her gift," Sam said, her hand quickly snatching up Thomas's.

"No, I think I'll open it tomorrow. I'm tired now," Lara said putting the box on her bedside table and faking a yawn.

"Nonsense! You have to allow Thomas to do his job well. Open it!" Sam demanded. Before Lara could stop it, Sam had pranced across the room and snatched the box away. She gave it a tentative shake and smiled in delight as she heard something thick and heavy banging about in the box.

"No, it's fine, I can wait," Lara tugged the box out of Sam's hands and held it close.

"You open it or I will. Either way Thomas will complete his task!" Sam laughed.

The look that Lara gave Thomas could have curdled milk.

With a deep sigh Lara took the thick black ribbon of the silver box. When she lifted the lid off it was to see several layers of soft black tissue paper. The sound of Sam's impatient foot-tapping filled the room as Lara pulled back each layer of tissue paper slowly.

With a sense of bewilderment, Lara gingerly lifted an old looking ring out of the box. It was solid and tarnished in only the way that something old could be, and on the front was a sigil that she remembered seeing scattered throughout Lady Chelmsford's house. Beneath the ring was a luxurious silver choker embroidered with stunning Celtic knot work.

"That's beautiful!" Sam said, impressed but clearly impatient with Lara's slow pace. "I heard something big rattling around in there though, keep looking!"

Beneath another layer of tissue paper Lara found a folded square of silver silk beneath black chiffon. She put the box down and lifted up the fabric. A moment too late Lara realised what the item was, and her face flushed with heat.

"Oh!"

Sam's exclamation summed it up. An extraordinarily stunning negligee made out of fine fabric unravelled as Lara held her hands up. Lara's eyes shot to Thomas who was trying very hard to cover up his amusement.

"Well," said Sam, shrugging as if it was no big deal, "let's see what else is in that box. I'm really curious now."

Lara wasn't so enthusiastic. Gently laying the lingerie on her bed she bent over and unwrapped more layers of tissue paper. She was positioned so that her body would shield anything she unwrapped from Sam's assessing gaze. When the last layer of paper was peeled away Lara couldn't hold back her gasp.

"What is it?" Sam asked impatiently.

"Oh- just, em- just an old latin book about King Arthur," Lara lied, badly.

"Oh rubbish!" Sam laughed, pushing Lara aside and peering into the box.

"Holy bloody hell!" Sam cried, reaching into the box and pulling out a huge dildo with a harness attached.

Now the amusement was twinkling in Thomas's eyes and tugging at the corner of his lips as a silicone moulded replica of his manhood was held up in Sam's hand. Sam's eyes shot between Lara and Thomas and she threw the impressive dong onto the bed before striding back over to the door.

"Right, well, thanks for delivering that," Sam said to Thomas, putting her hand on his chest and pushing gently. "You can go back to Mistress Clems-whatever now and tell her that Lara got her gift."

Sam slammed the door shut and took a deep breath before opening it again.

"Oh, and Thomas?" She said sweetly "Don't call me. I'll call you."

The door slammed shut again and Lara winced.

"You. Explain!" Sam rounded on Lara and Lara bit her lip and shrugged, not quite sure where to begin.

The Nishimura Inquisition was over quickly enough, much to Lara's relief. Lara had explained that Thomas worked as Lady Chelmsford's butler and that they may have had some form of amorous interaction that afternoon. At first Sam was (rightfully) annoyed, but after more questioning (and some crafty answers from Lara), she sated herself with the knowledge that Lara had not know of hers and Thomas's liaison the previous evening.

By the time the two young women hopped into bed they were both tired. It was obvious that Sam still had more questions and Lara still had more to tell. However, the long day took its toll on both of them and they agreed to talk more in the morning.

~*~

The next morning Lara woke early and caught the bus to the lake. She went for a long morning run before making her way to one of her favourite cafe's for breakfast. She had felt her phone buzzing against her right hip as she ran, but when she saw it was Sam she ignored it. Whilst eating breakfast she sent her friend a message stating that she was running some errands and wouldn't be back until after lunch. Another two missed calls later Sam got the hint and stopped hounding her.

After breakfast Lara made her way to her local doctor. The last forty eight hours had shown here that she needed to invest in some better contraceptives, and there was no time like the present. An hour later Lara left the doctor's surgery with prescription and an appointment for an effective and mostly fool-proof type of contraceptive. She tucked this paper into her bag and then pulled out her phone.

Lara searched through for Professor Knight's phone number and her finger hesitated over the call button. The last two days had been such a whirlwind, and she was struggling to keep herself ancored in reality. A morning out doing completely mundane things had helped, and she took a deep breath as she hit call, preparing for another descent into wonderland.

"Oh, Professor Knight? It's Lara. How are you?" Lara asked when the phone answered. She hoped that her nerves didn't make her voice tremble too much. Play it cool, Lara thought, remembering the plan she had formulated the night before. She had to pick up those dresses from the boutique, did the Professor want to catch up while she was in the area?

Professor Knight

"Lara my dear, I was just thinking about you."

He knew it would sound corny and a little forced, but it was the truth and he suspected it would make her happy. Professor Knight had been thinking about her. He had wondered about what was happening when she was summoned by Lady Chelmsford, those thoughts had gotten more inquisitive when the Lady had phoned him to say she was very impressed with Lara. His thoughts had also drifted towards her when he had been looking over her paper, but those had been academic thoughts. His thoughts had turned more erotic when he read a few of the other papers that had been sent to him, as most of them focused on the sexuality of the deity in question. A few of the girls had even flirted shamelessly in the notes that had accompanied their papers and that had made him think of the previous night with Lara.

"It seems you made a very good impression with Lady Chelmsford. She was most impressed with your skills and knowledge and felt you would make a wonderful protege. She also even mentioned perhaps sponsoring your research and expeditions in future." There was a bit of a pause, "oh and she said she also managed to teach you a bit of discipline and to respect your master."

Lara couldn't see it by he grinned at that moment, "seems we have another dinner meeting set up soon, to discuss the expedition and her further financing of it."

"But anyway, is there something I can help you with?"

Lara Croft

"Oh, that's good," Lara said, pleased that he would not be able to see the flush creeping up on her cheeks. "I was just calling to let you know that I have to pick up the clothes from the botique this afternoon. I'll be in the area so... " Lara trailed off, losing courage to request a meet up at the last minute. The last thing she wanted to do was come across as a crazed stalker.

Professor Knight

"You should stop around," he could sense she wanted to, "I have some comments to make on your paper." He knew she would worry about that comment, "I am very impressed so far, just a few minor comments."

He paused there to let it sink in before changing tack.

"Then maybe you could model for me, your nee clothes and sexy night time attire."

Lara Croft

"Oh, okay!" Lara said enthusiastically. Her concern over his feedback about her essay was soon overshadowed by the knowledge that he would be inviting her over for more than just academic reasons.

Lara and Professor Knight went on to organise a time to meet up and Lara hung up. Before catching the bus ride home she swung by a store to pick up some chocolate dipped strawberries to take to Knight's (whether for an afternoon snack or dessert). When she got back to the dorm, Lara was pleased to see that Sam was out. Lara picked some of her new lingerie and a sexy red satin negligee to sleep in (if need be). She spied the black box that Chelmsford had send over out of the corner of her eye and decided against wearing the items in there; the note had said to keep them for her next encounter with the Lady, not her next visit to Knight.

After a quick shower Lara made herself a quick late lunch and then called a cab. The taxi took a while to arrive, and by the time she made it to the store it was well into the afternoon. She was pleased that she would still be on time to meet up with Knight, provided that she didn't dally at the boutique.

All of her dressed, as promised, were ready to be picked up. The seamstress insisted on a last fitting of everything to make sure that they fit. When they were finished Lara said a thanks and hastily collected her bags and rushed into the apartment building.

"Good afternoon Charles," Lara said brightly as she passed the doorman.

"To you too Miss Croft," Charles returned her smile politely and held the elevator door open for her.

In the lift Lara let out a soft sigh as her nerves plucked at her heartstrings. She would only be a couple of minutes late, and even that might not be so if Knight's clocks ran slower than her phone. A few moments later Lara knocked on the Professor's door laden with paper shopping bags and a nervous smile.

Professor Knight

When the professor opened the door he was holding a cell in his hand. He also was not naked but pretty close to it. The only clothing he wore was a pair of tight lycra shorts that displayed a nicely which way he was hanging. His torso was also glistening with sweat and showed the signs of physical exertion.

"Oh she has just arrived, I will ask her," he said to the person on the other end of the phone.

He indicated for Lara to enter as he stepped aside, taking the chance to give her a quick peck on the lips and her arse a nice squeeze with his free hand.

"Hmm let me see," he said in answer to the other person. "Nope doesn't look like it," he replied after giving Lara's neck and hands a quick observation. "Very well I have a training session to finish off anyway."

He handed Lara the phone, "I am in the next room with Miss Nishimura, giving her a lesson. Join us when you are done on the phone."

He grinned, you look beautiful, he mouthed before walking off.

"Lara my darling," Lady Chelmsford's sultry voice came over the mobile, "have you already forgotten me?" The voice was so clear and arousing, it almost felt if Lady Chelmsford's lips were fluttering against Lara's quivering lower ones.