Laura's ordeal

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It was dusk when they finally emerged from the tomb, the sun just setting. Cortez led Lara to his land rover, opened the back door, and pushed her inside. He fastened the chain binding her to a metal handle in the car, then put down his backpack and rummaged through it. Lara watched uneasily as Cortez pulled a mask from his bag, a tube leading to a small metal gas cylinder.

"What's that?" Lara asked. She knew that whatever that strange-looking thing was, it could be used against her.

"The most wonderful gas, Miss Croft," Cortez said with a half-smile, "ether." "What? No! You can't do this! You dare!" Lara protested loudly.

"Don't worry, Miss Croft, it won't hurt you at all," Cortez assured her, then grabbed the struggling Lara forcefully, forced the mask over her face, and pulled the rubber band off, tightening it around her head.

"No! Cortez!" Laura cried, her nose and mouth covered by the plastic mask, which she tried to shake off. "Stop!" Cortez ignored Laura's pleas, pressing the mask firmly against her face before turning the small valve on the gas cylinder, filling it with gas.

"This is just to give you a short, comfortable sleep before we reach the airport. I don't want you to come up with any more escape plans during this time." "You...can't...do...this...uh—uh—..." Laura mumbled drowsily, the fragrant scent filling her nostrils. At first, she tried to hold her breath, but soon the ether took effect, and she finally drifted off to sleep.

Cortez carefully adjusted the valve to keep Laura in her current sleep state. He smiled as he watched her head sway back and forth more slowly, her eyelids growing heavier. He wasn't in a hurry to leave, laying Laura down on the back of the Land Rover's seat, stroking her body, emitting drowsy groans from behind the mask.

“That’s it, like a child, Miss Croft,” Cortez whispered. “Once you wake up, we’ll find some more enjoyable and fun things to do.” Chapter Five: The Journey.

As soon as the plane took off, Dr. Carlos Cortez switched it to autopilot; it would take several more hours to reach their destination.

He returned to the cabin and went to Laura Croft, who was still not fully recovered from the effects of the ether, swaying and muttering in her seat. Cortez stripped Laura naked, handcuffed her hands behind her back again, and then sat down next to her and unzipped his pants.

Unconscious, Laura offered no resistance, allowing Cortez to press her head between his legs.

He then grasped his erect penis and pressed it against her soft, red lips, slowly sliding it in and filling her mouth. The man who had successfully captured Laura sat there leisurely, using her warm, wet mouth to caress his genitals.

"Mmm...uh...no...uh..."

Laura moaned softly as Cortez's penis slowly thrust in and out of her mouth. She instinctively began to suck on it, as if sucking her fingers, completely unaware that she was being violated by her rival.

Cortez sighed with pleasure, manipulating her head up and down, his penis penetrating deeper and deeper. Her thick, sensual lips tightly encircled his penis, flipping in and out with each thrust.

He would occasionally use a little ether to maintain her drowsy, weakened state.

As Cortez caressed her buttocks and breasts, he murmured, "Not bad, little girl." This comfortable state lasted for a long time. Finally, Cortez reclined his seat, lay down, and closed his eyes. His beautiful and dangerous rival continued to serve his penis with her hot, sensual mouth. He was lost in this wonderful and pleasurable feeling, forgetting that time was passing by.

Laura slowly awoke; the effects of the ether gradually wore off, a change Cortez failed to notice.

Suddenly, she blinked, the last trace of her drunkenness vanishing. Realizing what was happening, Laura was enraged.

"Ugh...uh! Uh—!" Laura protested angrily, but with the thick penis shoved into her mouth, she could only utter incoherent sounds. Cortez held her head firmly, and she couldn't break free.

Cortez realized Laura had woken up; her anger and struggle excited him immensely. He immediately ejaculated into her mouth, the intense suffocation causing Laura to struggle and scream even harder.

"Ugh...uh! Guh...uh—!"

A large amount of semen quickly filled her mouth and blocked her throat. The extreme suffocation caused her to reflexively swallow most of the semen. Laura's fierce resistance tensed Cortez. He pulled his penis, still wet with the first ejaculation, from her mouth, and the second ejaculation hit Laura's face directly, semen splattering in her panting mouth and on her cheeks reddened from suffocation.

"Oh! You! How despicable!" Laura screamed, her chest burning with hatred and rage, the semen spraying all over her face and running down her neck. "How dare you do this!" Cortez responded with a satisfied groan and sigh, grabbing Laura's ponytail and smearing her face and lips with his sticky semen.

Only when he was satisfied did he release her, letting her sit up. He smiled cruelly, wiped her face clean with a handkerchief, and said to her, "Alright, I'm ready. Let's do it again." "What?!" Laura gasped, unable to believe her ears. "You're insane!" "This time, I want you to ride on top of me," Cortez lewdly grinned. "I've been fucking you all day. Now it's your turn to work for a while." "No, I'll never!" Laura protested, her courage and spirit of resistance still as strong as ever. "I won't agree to anything you ask as long as I'm alive!" "Oh, come on, Miss Croft, don't be so shy," Cortez mocked, grabbing the helpless Laura and making her straddle his lap.

She struggled fiercely, but Cortez was stronger, grabbing her wrists, which were cuffed behind her back, and twisting them upwards to divert her resistance. As she nervously tried to break free, his penis swiftly penetrated her body.

"Mmm—!" Laura groaned as his familiar penis filled her again. She knew it wouldn't be long before she needed to resist, for that irritating sensuality would soon overwhelm her. "You bastard!" Cortez gave Laura almost no time to think, gripping her hips tightly and thrusting upwards.

Under his fierce onslaught, Laura's large, round breasts bounced up and down. Cortez seized them, sucking on them and gently biting her nipples with his teeth. The stinging sensation from her sensitive nipples made her scream, her voice a mixture of anguish and anticipation.

"Ah—ha—!"

Laura screamed with each thrust from Cortez. Soon, the beautiful hunter of fortune began to respond to the man's defilement—she wasn't even aware of this change—swaying her hips back and forth to match Cortez's powerful penetration.

A few minutes later, Laura began to move up and down spontaneously and wildly, her eyes tightly closed, her mouth open, panting and screaming. Cortez watched her with amusement, then lay back in his chair, letting Laura continue their intercourse according to her fantasies. As his defeated opponent bent over, supporting himself on his hands, he grasped her large, ripe breasts, which bounced back and forth, squeezing and kneading them wantonly.

On the verge of another orgasm, Laura finally realized what she was doing. Embarrassment and shame made her blush, and all her movements immediately stopped. Her eyes flashed with renewed fury as she stared defiantly at the gleeful Cortez.

“Don’t stop, Miss Croft,” Cortez chuckled. “You did a fantastic job.” “You’re a filthy, rotten piece of scum!” Laura retorted, her anger flaring at his mockery. “Get me out of here right now!” “When I’m done,” Cortez said casually, followed by a series of powerful thrusts. Laura gasped, her breasts and ponytail bouncing back and forth.

For the next hour, Cortez relentlessly fucked Laura, maintaining the thrusting motion for as long as possible, stopping when he felt Laura was about to climax, then continuing. This torture drove Laura to madness and anger, gradually robbing her of her usual wit and rationality.

Cortez finally felt he had completely defeated Laura. Satisfied, he ejaculated all his semen inside her and cruelly withdrew his penis, preventing her from reaching orgasm. He threw her back into her seat like a used doll, then cleaned himself up with a towel.

“I bet you’re curious about our destination,” Cortez suddenly said.

Laura gasped, blinking rapidly, unable to decipher his sudden display of gentlemanly manners and the cruel undertone in his voice.

“We’re landing near Wimbledon, Surrey, England,” Cortez told her, “your home.” Then, as Laura began to resist, Cortez forced the ether mask over her mouth and nose again.

“No! Don’t do it again! You can’t… dare—uh—uh…” Laura murmured, drifting back to sleep.

Chapter Six: Destiny

. Laura Croft awoke again, the dizziness from the ether gradually fading, her eyes regaining their brightness and clarity. She began to assess her situation, anxiously considering possible solutions.

Her adventure attire was back on, and she lay on a bed in a luxurious bedroom, but her hands and feet were still bound, and her mouth was sealed shut with duct tape.

She struggled, but to no avail. The bindings were expertly applied; the soft, elastic ropes showed no sign of loosening. She finally gave up, letting out a deep sigh—all she could do now was curse.

Damn Dr. Cortez! she thought, if only she could escape…

Just then, the door opened, and Dr. Cortez walked in, a cigar dangling from his lips, a glass of brandy in his hand.

“Our adventurer has finally woken up,” Dr. Cortez said casually, walking to the bedside.

Laura lay there motionless, glaring at him angrily.

“Let’s remove this, shall we?” Cortez said, grabbing one end of the thick duct tape and deliberately pulling it slowly from Laura’s mouth.

Cortez's movements stung Laura slightly, and she complained, "Damn it! Where am I now?

What else are you going to do to me?"

"Don't be so hasty, Miss Croft," Cortez said. "Let's take it one step at a time. First, we're at an old friend's estate. He's on holiday in Barcelona and has allowed me to stay here temporarily. It's a very nice place, don't you think?" Laura remained silent.

"As for what I plan to do with you," Cortez continued, "from the first time you betrayed me, I swore to capture you to satisfy my desire for revenge, and I've considered many methods since then." "First, I thought of burying you in an ancient tomb, but then I thought that was too simple, a waste, and would make me seem utterly incompetent." "Then I considered selling you to my friend or partner in the slave market. Someone as intelligent and beautiful as you would fetch a high price, and I'm still convinced of that. But then I thought of your father; he'll miss you terribly, and he wouldn't even consider giving up the idea of buying you back for an absurdly high price." "The second time." "Believe it or not, I even contacted the Earl of Farrington. I almost struck a deal with him; I promised you would be his woman, like a submissive wife, and in return, he would give me an incredible fortune. But then I thought of all the countless treasures you possess, including everything you stole from me." "Yes!" Laura interjected, "You can have all of these things if you just let me leave here free. I promise, they're all yours!" "Oh, don't rush. They will be mine," Cortez laughed, "and you will be mine too." "What?" Laura asked, incredulous at her ears.

“Now I’ve changed my mind again. I’ve decided to keep you as a little toy,” Cortez said with a cruel smile. “I’ve suddenly started to like you, and I’m sure it’s mutual. I’ll make you my perfect little mistress.” “You sick bastard!” Laura scoffed. “I’d never succumb to you or your morbid mentality, even in a million years.” “That’s exactly what I like about you, Miss Croft. Your indomitable and defiant spirit,” Cortez smiled. “I assure you, my dear, all of that will change.” Laura frowned in confusion, bewildered by her captor’s final statement. What did he mean by that?

“Have you heard of the powder of Peru?” Cortez asked casually, setting aside his brandy and cigar, and pulling a small bottle from his pocket, waving it in front of Laura. The fine powder inside shimmered silver.

“Did I tell you I’ve also researched hypnosis and other mind control drugs?” Laura didn’t answer. She just watched anxiously as Cortez opened the bottle and poured some silver powder into his palm.

“What…is that?” Laura asked nervously, her voice trembling.

“Your destiny,” Cortez replied, and without warning, he suddenly sprinkled the silver powder on Laura’s surprised face, causing her to blink and cough incessantly.

A feeling of disorientation immediately rushed into Laura’s mind, then spread to her bound body. She felt a moment of tension, but it quickly disappeared. She returned to normal, her breathing steady, staring intently at Cortez, confused by what had just happened to her.

“How do you feel?” Cortez asked.

“I don’t know…I feel…something happened?”

“I’m sure you’re very confused right now. Why did I do that?” Cortez said.

Laura nodded; she was indeed very confused.

“Years ago, I met a tribal shaman in the deepest jungles of Peru. He gave me this powder in exchange for some trinkets. It’s the most incredible thing I’ve ever seen. I don’t know how it works, but I’ve tried it many times, and believe me, it has never failed.” What was he going to do? Laura wondered.

“From now on, Laura Croft, whatever I ask you to do, you will do without hesitation, and you will feel that whatever I want you to do is absolutely right.” “That’s impossible,” Laura said calmly. Cortez grinned.

“I think that’s what you’ll say.”

He took out a knife and cut the ropes binding Laura’s hands and feet, then released her. She sat up on the bed, rubbing her wrists, staring at Dr. Cortez with suspicion.

“First of all, before your beautiful brain comes up with any ideas, don’t try to escape. Forget about it.” Laura was indeed thinking about how to escape, but suddenly, her thoughts became muddled. Why did she have to want to leave? She was confused. This situation was very strange, making her feel as if her mind had been damaged.

Well, she thought, let's see how things go; there shouldn't be any harm in just waiting.

“Listen carefully now, Miss Croft,” Cortez began. “I will be the only one you need to obey. My words are law to you. From this moment on, you will be my submissive slave, do you understand?” “I…no…this isn’t…” Laura tried to resist, but his voice overwhelmed her, and the attempt to fight against this suggestive tone sent a sudden, nervous tremor through her.

“What have you done to me?”

“Answer me, Laura.”

“I…yes…I will obey,” Laura struggled to answer.

She suddenly found a pleasurable feeling in obeying a man’s commands. She knew this feeling was addictive, so she tried her best to resist its temptation.

“Who is your master?”

“Ugh—!” Laura curled up, rubbing her temples, but it was no use. She found her answer—“You are.”

“Whom will you obey?”

“You,” Laura replied, a response that filled her with ecstasy.

"You'll become very obedient, won't you, Laura?"

"Mmm...yes," Laura answered dreamily, sounding quite surreal.

"Do you feel awakened by what I'm saying?"

"Yes," Laura whispered, her brown eyes never leaving Cortez's face. Suddenly, the thought of running away felt so distant. She was starting to wonder why she always wanted to stay away from him; he was so...sexy.

"Whatever you do is just to please me, isn't it?" "Yes, Dr. Cortez," Laura murmured.

'Just tell me what you need,' she thought to herself.

"Well done, little girl," Cortez smiled.

Those words had once infuriated Laura, but now they made her feel as flirtatious as a schoolgirl. She liked the idea—to be his "little girl," as long as he told her what to do.

"Now, take off your clothes."

Laura immediately sprang into action, quickly removing her boots and socks, her top, and finally her athletic shorts. She needed to satisfy her master as much as possible. Being naked in front of a man would normally be incredibly embarrassing for her, but now it brought her excitement and stimulation. She eagerly anticipated that her master would enjoy seeing her naked body, and she tried her best to strike a dignified pose to better arouse his desire.

Her heart pounded even faster when she saw him begin to undress himself. Finally, he got into bed beside her, and she could barely control herself, her body trembling uncontrollably, anticipating… “What do you want to do to please me, Laura?” Cortez asked, lying on the comfortable bed.

“Anything, my master,” Laura replied quickly. She had already thought of hundreds of things she would do for him, but more importantly, what he wanted.

“Very good answer,” Cortez said. “Now officially become my sex slave, and start working by taking my penis in your mouth.” “Thank you!” Laura exclaimed gratefully, her face beaming. Then she quickly bent down and placed her head between Cortez's legs, taking his penis into her hot, eager mouth.

For the next hour and a half, Cortez let Laura do everything she could to service his penis—kissing, licking, sucking… She served him lovingly, swirling her tongue around his glans, gently caressing his testicles, smacking her lips against his shaft, and emitting passionate, indistinct moans.

When she brought him to the peak of pleasure, he grabbed her head and ejaculated into her mouth, the semen flowing directly down her throat. She eagerly swallowed it all, knowing it would make him even happier.

Cortez sighed contentedly, pulling Laura's head up. A slight disappointment escaped her lips as she moaned softly—she still needed his penis; if he gave the order, she would suck it for hours.

"Did I please you, Dr. Cortez?" Laura asked, needing the man's approval.

"Yes, you little slut, your oral sex skills are superb," Cortez said, somewhat intoxicated—he had completely conquered Laura. "Now continue your work as a sex slave, ride on me, I want even more lewd and exciting things." Laura let out a longing moan; his lewd words and thoughts melted her entire body. She hurriedly straddled Cortez, his ever-erect penis immediately filling her already overflowing vagina, the warm, slippery walls tightly enveloping it. This fiery friction between their bodies made her scream with ecstasy. Cortez arched his back, grabbing her bouncing, large breasts, squeezing and sucking them, occasionally slapping her taut buttocks to urge her to move even harder.

"After I'm done fucking you, you'll take me to your estate and transfer all your assets to my name, right, Laura?" Cortez said cryptically, knowing that by then he would completely possess Laura.

"Ugh—oh—! Yes!" Laura screamed, "It's yours! Ah—ha! It's all yours!" "Good, little girl," Cortez smiled, and for the next few hours he brutally raped Laura Croft—a beautiful slave girl, an incredible body that could satisfy all his lusts, it was simply wonderful. From now on, Laura would be his personal treasure hunter and sex slave, and there were many interesting things to do between the two of them.

[The End]

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