Tomb Raider Chronicles – Episode 1 Posted on 1/22/2008 10:07:43 AM

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“So Lara Croft, we meet again, and under such pleasant circumstances.”

Lara tried to clear her vision, but the drugs had left her dazed and uncoordinated. She stumbled forward into the fight pit, intent on focusing on the woman before her.

“You!” said Lara as the woman strode into her limited range of sight.

“You are looking good enough to eat as usual Lara. It is quite a time since last we met. Maybe you remember.”

Lara remembered the time that Conga referred to. The black woman, a power lifter turned MMA fighter had wanted information from Lara. In order to get it she had thrashed Lara’s young assistant right in front of her. Lara had been bound and gagged and forced to watch as Conga had brutally beaten the pretty girl. Lara had vowed revenge, but at the moment Conga was the last woman on earth she wanted to face.

“Conga, you look uglier than ever you lesbian dyke.”

Conga grinned at Lara letting her eyes drink in the sheer sexual perfection that was Lara Croft’s body.

Lara’s body was honed to perfection, and was the equal of any top fitness model. She measured 34D” 24” 35”, stood at 5’7” and weighed 117 pounds.

Lara was wearing short black boots, a black thong, and a miniscule black bikini top, and maybe half a pint of oil to give her skin that glistening sheen. She was any mans and many women’s perfect fantasy.

Lara knew that she had no option but to fight Conga and hope that she could survive until help came. Even though the drugs had not worn off Lara was a tough proposition to fight for any normal woman, but Conga was not normal. As the big black closed in on Lara, she moved into a beam of light, and everyone could see her in clear detail. Standing 6 feet tall, weighing 175 pounds, with rippling muscles, bulging biceps, and her trademark dreadlocks Conga was an awesome physical specimen. She wore black ankle boots, black leather shorts, a studded leather belt, a black leather halter, leather studded wrist bands, and fingerless leather fight gloves. She looked even more mannish than Lara remembered, and the contrast between the two women was stark.

“I hear you got yourself a new assistant Lara. Very pretty from what I hear” said Conga, circling round Lara slowly, enjoying the anticipation.

Lara thought of Nikki her new assistant and hoped that she would soon be appearing with help. She watched Conga circling her, knowing that though the black woman was big, she was also fast. The big thug looked relaxed, but Lara knew that she could strike in an instant. Around her she became aware of cheers and shouts from what seemed to be a hundred or so people crammed into the fight pit room. She couldn’t make out faces, but the voices she could hear were a mix of male and female. Bright lights were directed down from the corners of the room into the pit itself. She imagined that she was probably in the basement of one of the city’s seedier nightclubs, and that girl on girl fighting was probably popular sport for the locals.

Lara still felt woozy, and that is why she was slow to react when to the crowds delight Conga struck.

The black woman’s first punch smashed across Lara Croft’s face, spinning the scantily clad adventurer around. Before Lara had even registered what had happened, Conga’s second punch drove into her lower back, the knuckles grinding into her smooth oiled flesh right over her kidney.

“Aaaagh” cried Lara, stumbling forwards, desperately wishing the drug effects to clear so that she could fight back on more equal terms.

Conga placed a paw on her shoulder and turned her, then hammered a punch into Lara’s glistening bare belly, the middle knuckle accurately spearing into Miss Croft’s sexy navel.

“OOOfff” gasped Lara as she folded forwards, unable to use her speed to avoid the attacks from the bigger woman.

Conga held Lara Croft by her upper arms and sent three knee lifts up into the waspish waist, focusing on Lara’s sculpted, toned stomach. Each blow lifted Lara onto her tiptoes, and forced gasps from the brunette bombshell.

“Now that’s just got to hurt” jokes Conga, before she got a little distracted by the feel of Lara’s slender upper arms in her grip.

“Mmmm nice arms, nice muscle tone. Let me feel mmmm” Conga squeezes her big fingers into the light muscle of Lara’s arms, pushing Lara back against the pit wall. The big black starts to knead Lara’s arm muscles, causing Miss Croft to cry out, closing her eyes and gritting her teeth against the pain.

Conga then stretches Lara Croft’s left arm out against the pit wall, gripping it in her right hand at the wrist. Lara is still whoozy and hurt, and her head tilts back against the wall. The big black woman takes her time, brushing her clenched left fist along the length of the sleek arm. Then Conga repeatedly smashes her fist into Lara’s beautiful extended arm, beating it into the pit wall.

“Uuuugh, agh, uugh,” cries Miss Croft as Conga tenderises the luscious limb.

The black woman snarls into Lara’’s face, grinding her knuckles into the middle of the muscle of Lara’s upper arm, and then smashing in another punch into the same spot.

Lara moans, and summoning all her will, tries desperately to pull herself out of the drugged up stupor that is so affecting her. She tries to raise her leg up, wanting to plant her knee in the black woman’s belly. It is a bit like slow motion. Conga sees the move and simply grabs the toned sleek thigh in her meaty paws. Salivating with excitement the black monster mauls the luscious oiled thigh, cruelly working her strong fingers into the slick flesh, gradually walking backwards pulling Lara away from the pit wall and back into the centre of the arena.

A big black gloved fist rises into the air, hangs for a moment, then comes down hard into the muscle of the outstretched thigh, making Lara cry out. Conga adjusts her hold on the shapely thigh, and waiting for the crowd noise to subside a little, she curls a right hook right into the side of the thigh, her knuckles thudding into the oiled thigh meat. Just how much can Lara’s thigh take?

The dazed and confused adventuress is almost sobbing as her huge opponent takes her down to the ground, still with her hold on the weakened thigh. The crowd is treated to seeing the big black thug wrench and twist Lara Croft’s gorgeous thigh, working it against Lara’s hip joint. Lara is effectively pinned under Conga’s massive body, allowing the black fighter to maul Lara’s bare thigh at will. Conga gloats as she starts to soften up the lissom thigh with a series of brutal punches.

“You ain’t so tough babe, you just my plaything. Wow your body is so damn hot. You got the best damn legs I ever saw” says Conga, smashing another punch into the smooth inner thigh of Lara croft.

“You like that babe?” queries Conga, lashing the sleek oiled thigh with more clenched fist strikes.

The crowd were on their feet, witnessing possibly the sexiest woman in the world being out fought and softened up in front of their eyes by this brutish black female. This was the famous Lara Croft, this dazzling beauty in the thong bikini, being woman handled by the black woman as if she were a child.

Conga now had Lara on her belly, and was hammering away into the back of the white girl’s left thigh, with her other hand placed between Lara’s shoulders to pin her flat. She seemed to like Lara’s thighs because having pounded away on the left thigh, she turned her attention to Lara’s right thigh, and beat her fist into it again and again while Lara Croft simply sobbed pathetically.

When would help come? Lara was hurting badly and even without the effect of the drug she doubted she could have held off Conga for long. As it was she had no chance, and Conga was simply going to beat her until someone stopped her. It was a big responsibility for her new assistant Nikki Fox to reach safety and find help, but it was Lara’s only chance.

Conga was dragging Lara up to her feet by her damaged arm, and pony tail. Somehow she kept her balance, but it was difficult to focus on her opponent’s face. Conga reached out with both huge hands and circled them around Lara’s firm round breasts, squeezing her fingers into the bikini cups, and then she pulled Lara forward by her breasts, and rammed her knee up into the bare toned belly.

“OOOoof” exclaimed Lara, folding to her knees in front of the black monster.

“Is that all you’ve got?” Lara gasped.

Conga snarled and smashed her fist across Lara’s stunning face, snapping Lara’s head to the side. We all saw the dribble of red from those famous lips.

Lara slowly turned her head back, licked her lip, and looked up at Conga.

“You should know that I will kill you for this” she said softly.

Conga snarled and hit Lara again across the face, her right fist with its studded leather glove smashing into the side of Lara’s mouth pulverising those luscious full lips, and again snapping Lara’s head to the side.

This time Lara said nothing, but hung her head, blood dripping from her face onto the dirt of the pit floor.

The black tilted Lara’s head back up by her hair, waited until she saw Lara’s eyes come up, then smashed a third punch across the white girl’s stunning face, widening the cut to the lips and spraying Lara’s blood into the air like a red mist.

Lara moaned and spit out blood from her mouth, the beating slowly diminishing her bravado. Conga was surprised that Lara was still on her knees. Any lesser woman would have collapsed by now. She drew back her gloved fist, now smeared with Lara’s blood, and smashed it into Lara’s beautiful face again, this time cutting open Lara’s cheek just under her left eye. This time her beautiful victim toppled slowly over to fall on her side, the side of her face flat to the floor, where a pool of blood soon began to form.

Conga towered over the battered bikini clad beauty, and raised her arms aloft milking the crowds adoring cries and chants. If Lara, dazed and confused, thought this was over, she was mistaken. Conga was just getting into her stride.

Elsewhere Nikki Fox was in sight of the hotel and help. Her phone had been lost, so she intended to find her colleagues, who would alert the police.

Unaware of Nikki’s progress, Lara fought on in the pit against her nemesis, the massive brutal black fighter, Conga.

The black was enjoying herself, having dominated the adventuress from the start. Lara’s left arm and thigh were both severely weakened, and her face was quite a mess. Conga was in the process of lifting the tomb raider girl’s limp body up and over her broad muscular shoulders, to walk her around the arena as if on display. Lara’s long pony tail hung down, as her head bounced against the black’s shoulder, belly stretched and extended, legs held around the thighs by Conga’s left arm.

The big black suddenly powered Lara up, held her for an instant, then dropping to one knee, brought Lara Croft’s body crashing down across her iron hard thigh and knee. Lara’s back took the full force of the impact. Conga then took Lara by her throat and thigh and bent her into a crescent across her thigh, again stretching that gorgeous belly. The obvious thing to do next was to axe handle Lara in the belly, which is exactly what Conga did, pounding her fists down into the perfect stomach, softening the wall of light tummy muscle that Lara prided herself on each time she looked at her sexy nipped in waist and smooth sculpted belly.

Lara grunted and moaned as she was subjected to the brutal stomach beating, hardly aware of the baying onlookers, and the blood curdling cries of “beat her to pulp!”, or “smash her senseless” from both males and females in the crowd.

Conga was all too aware of the crowd, and the chants and shouts increased her bloodlust. She allowed Lara to slip from her thigh and roll onto her side, while she slowly stood and raised her arms again, drinking in the adoration.

Hauling Lara once more to her unsteady feet, Conga lead her across to the pit wall where part of the wall was made of Plexiglass to allow video cameras to record good close up scenes, and in this case, to present the boss with an un-obscured view of proceedings in privacy. Thrusting Miss Croft belly first against the glass, Conga first softened up the tomb raider girl’s kidneys with heavy punches smacking into each side of Lara’s lower back. Then Conga nimbly untied Lara’s bikini string, and slowly turned Lara so that her ass and back were against the glass. Lara didn’t even try to raise an arm in protest. She was too far gone for that. Conga simply peeled the cups of the bikini slowly away from Lara’s body, exposing the most perfectly formed breasts in the world. Each succulent half melon of rubbery firm breast meat boasted a turret of delicious brown nipple.

Conga stared, salivating at the sight of the tomb raider girls’ breasts, glistening with the oil that had been applied earlier. The newly bared breasts presented delicious new targets for the muscle bound black woman. Lara felt the air on her breasts and stirred, tilting her head up to look at Conga.

“Never seen a real woman?” Lara whispered

Enraged, the giant fighter thrust Lara back against the wall, and glared at the girl.

“I could take you anytime I wanted, even here in the arena. Do you think anyone would stop me? I could even milk you too” and Conga reached out and applied a claw hold with each huge hand on Lara’s slick naked breasts, and began to slowly work her fingers into the rubbery firm mounds. Lara tried to clear her head, and to raise her arms, but they wouldn’t respond. Conga’s powerful hands began to knead Lara’s breasts quite roughly, as if she were kneading dough, fingers working into the glistening curves of each perfect D cup breast. The crowd were going crazy at the sight baying for more.

Conga leaned forwards and took Lara’s left nipple in her mouth, and began to suck. Her lips worked on Lara’s nipple, taking it between her teeth, chewing on the brown turret, while her left hand clawed into Lara Croft’s ass cheek, and her right continued to knead Lara’s right breast. The dreadlocks swung across Lara’s chest and belly as the black woman sucked and sucked on the tomb raider girl’s left nipple.

Lara moaned softly, arching against the wall, and raising her arms at last. Unfortunately as she did, two guys leaning over the lip of the pit wall from above reached down and grabbed an arm each. They both hauled on Lara’s slender toned arms until they had firm holds around each wrist. They hoisted Lara almost onto her tiptoes, and held her firmly.

“No….” was all that Lara was able to say, almost inaudibly.

Conga moved to suck on Lara’s other breast for a while, and then began to kiss Lara on the lips, long rough kisses, probing with her tongue into Lara’s mouth. Her hands were all over Miss Croft’s delectable body squeezing and stroking. The black woman was dripping wet with excitement, working her hard muscular body against the tomb raider girl’s smooth soft curves. Conga gorged on Lara, until with a shudder she orgasmed against the smaller woman, her crotch pressed into Lara’s sexy belly. Barely satiated, Conga ripped away her own leather top to allow herself the pleasure of feeling Lara Croft’s bare skin against her own. She retained her bra, but squirmed her belly against Lara’s, rotating her tight black abs against Lara’s sexy bare belly. Those quivering round breasts and jutting brown nipples pressed against her, and Conga felt herself come again. She clutched Lara’s slender waist to her with a muscular thick black arm as she shuddered in ecstasy.

The guys holding Lara’s slender arms were also getting excited by their close proximity to the action. Their girlfriends decided to take over holding Lara’s wrists, not wanting to miss out on seeing what was happening to the famous Lara Croft. Before long they too were drooling as below them, Conga continued to kiss Lara and suck on her nipples, all the time pressing and rubbing her muscular black body against Lara’s bare belly.

Lara felt nauseous and drained, though she was sure help would soon arrive. Nikki must have got through. Conga punched her in the side and Lara gasped.

Wrists still secured by the two young women, Lara had no defence as Conga drew back a step, and began to smack her fists into Lara’s taut glistening belly. Left, right, left, right, Conga swung punch after punch into the tomb raider girl’s sexy belly, her fists making wet sounding thuds as they struck the toned flesh.

Grinning and waving to the crowd, Conga took a moment to gather herself, and then took up the attack again, lashing her gloved fists into and across Lara Croft’s stripped breasts. Punch after punch smacked into the glistening mounds, setting them quivering. She punched into the nipples, driving them into the breast meat, and then pummelled the curves of each breast, mixing her punches. Uppercuts smashed into the undersides, crosses from left and right struck across the breast curves, and jabs speared into the nipples. The brutality of the beating and the relative proportions of the black woman and white woman were exciting the crowd of men and women into a frenzy. With a nod of thanks to the two girls holding Lara’s arms, Conga dragged the semi conscious tomb raider girl out into the middle of the ring, and leaving her to sway on unsteady legs, Conga spoke.

“Fight Lara, let us all see the fabled fighting skills of the great Lara Croft!”

And Conga snaked out a jab into Lara’s left breast.

“Aaagh” moaned Lara, eyes flickering into life, and then dulling over again.

“Come on Miss Croft, let us see you fight. Are you afraid?” and Conga jabbed Lara in her right breast.

“UUgh” coughed Lara, stumbling back a step.

Conga followed, hitting her in the left breast again.

“Aaaagh” mewled Lara, attempting to cross her arms over her breasts.

Conga pulled her slender arms away with ease, and hit Lara’s left breast with an uppercut. Lara back peddled, mewling in pain. Conga laughed, and walked after her, snaking another stiff jab into Lara’s left nipple, the gloved knuckles abrasive and rough against the sensitive nub of flesh.

Conga expertly moved in and worked the open body of the tomb raider girl, smacking combinations of hard punches into Lara Croft’s belly, ribs and breasts, all the time manoeuvring the white girl back up against the wall. With Lara flat to the wall, Conga pinned her with a heavy fore arm across the slender neck, and then went to work on her opponents gorgeous half naked body with her right fist. Lara’s body twitched and shuddered as it was struck by the black woman’s fist. Again and again Conga smashed her right fist into the left side of Lara’s glistening ribcage, certainly cracking a rib.

Suddenly, there was a noise, and Conga turned to see Nikki drop down into the pit. The 17 year old blonde was wearing boots, shorts, and a short tee shirt. The 17 year old pushed herself up, her long mane of blonde hair cascading around her shapely shoulders. Her breasts were very similar to Lara’s, good size, very firm and round. Nikki was 5’5” tall and weighed 109 pounds.

“Hold it right there Conga!” she yelled bravely

Conga turned back to Lara, and drove a sickeningly hard punch into her stomach, causing Lara to fold forwards and drop slowly to her knees. As Lara’s face lifted, Conga swung her powerful shoulders and smashed her right fist across Lara’s pretty face, sending the battered tomb raider sprawling. Conga watched for a second, and satisfied that Lara was finished, turned to face the gorgeous 17 year old blonde.

“Oh am I going to have fun with you.” She said menacingly.

Nikki bravely raised her guard against the creature that had already it seemed destroyed her employer and role model. She could hardly believe that Lara had lost. She had thought Lara to be invincible.

“So you must be Nikki, Lara’s nubile assistant. I can see why Lara picked you. Did Lara tell you what I did to her last assistant?” said Conga, clenching her fists.

Nikki gasped, and took a pace backwards, but could not avoid Conga’s right cross. The gloved fist struck the 17 year old across her mouth, snapping her head to the side. Nikki saw stars and began to topple. On the way down Conga smashed her in the stomach, and then stood back to watch as the teenager slumped to her knees. Nikki looked stunning, kneeling there in front of the big powerhouse. Conga smashed a kick hard into Nikki’s belly, sending the mewling blonde rolling over on the floor. Conga followed, and when Nikki stopped rolling, lying on her side with plenty of belly to aim at, Conga kicked her again. Her boot smashed into the sexy belly of the 17 year old beauty. This was brutal.

Lara could see Nikki being beaten but couldn’t do anything to help. She had taken such a lot of punishment, far more than she had absorbed in any previous fight. Helpless, Lara lay and watched as Conga sliced another kick into her young assistant’s stomach. Nikki arched and rolled moaning, clutching her belly.

Conga leaned down and pulled off Nikki’s tee shirt, and then kept on kicking her, her feet finding their way through into the sexy little waist of the blonde teenager, smashing into the smooth belly. Nikki’s body convulsed under the onslaught, her breasts jiggling, and she looked very hot as she took the beating. The crowd was cheering and baying for more, everyone standing and leaning forward. Conga removed Nikki’s shorts, and tossed them across the pit. Hauling the 17 year old up by the hair, Conga studied the teenager’s stunning body, now stripped down to just her bra and thong.

“You are going to be my slave baby” said Conga quietly, “but first I must teach you some discipline”.

One of the henchmen threw a whip down into the pit, and Conga began to tie Nikki up, suspending her from the purpose made whipping post at one end of the pit. Having secured her bonds, Conga ripped away Nikki’s bra, to expose a perfect pair of pneumatic breasts, D cup, with light brown nipples.

Conga drank in the sight, and readied the whip.

Lara’s right boot swung in a wide crescent, slamming into the side of Conga’s head, almost at the same time as several police stormed into the room. Shots were fired, and the lights went out. There was total confusion for several minutes.

When the lights came back on, Lara was standing protectively in front of Nikki, but there was no sign of Conga. The police were shepherding people out of the arena, and trying to locate the Boss. Lara turned to Nikki and cut her down, and took her into her arms. The two near naked beauties hugged each other and kissed, bellies and breasts pressed together.

“I knew you would make it” said Lara, almost sobbing.

“And I knew that you would take Conga in the end” said Nikki, between planting soft kisses on Lara’s cheek.

The End of Episode 1

Raider Feb 2008