The reality of Lara's Legend

So yeah, college is here, and I’m all the jitters about it. But anyhow, best get on with the story….

Disclaimer: As much as I and fellow Crofties would love to own Lara, we don’t, so I’m writing this story to satisfy my own twisted tastes. The Virgin’s Amulet and all subsequent amulets are my creation, and aid me in telling of the story. Again for the sake of better visualization of my little piece I highly recommend that those who haven’t played Legend go out and buy it…or download it…but that would be cheap…

Thanks for the reviews and encouragement folks, reviews are a writer’s fuel, can’t write without them. Xardion/Xardean with any luck I plan for every chapter to have its own flavor XD, as long as my creativity doesn’t wither out and die on me. I fear I’m using up my entire archive of ideas just doing the first few chapters…….

Enigma: sorry, but despite your first review, orgasms are to be found aplenty in this fic :P

Note: this chapter offers an explanation for where Lara actually acquired her red evening dress outfit in the game. I played through the game and did the body count, so I think I’m pretty accurate with this chapter.

Chapter 3: Japan
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The impression Lara gave as she descended the staircase onto the oriental dance floor was immediate. The V cut black silk dress that she wore generously allowed for her ample cleavage to draw every single pair of male eyes into the corner of their sockets. The women of course were miffed, and grooved and swayed all the more fervently to compete with the sudden appearance of a dangerous adversary. Ignoring the dancing couples, Lara walked towards the bartender, her hips swaying with a natural sexiness. Inside her sacred sanctuary, the cum of forty men and one jaguar swayed to and fro with each step Lara took…..

(Two minutes later)

“Be brief, Ms. Croft, I have many demands on my time, you understand” Came the voice of Shogo Takamoto. Behind him, two armed guards leered with positively pornographic intent at Lara….

(Flashback: Several years earlier, in an excavation in china)
“With all due respect Takamoto-san, it is in my belief that these so called “relics” of yours are no more than forged copies of extreme precision…how much did the Chinese craftsmen demand for them, hmm? I’m sure it was a bargain price on your part” after careful examination of the piece of intricate ornaments of Chinese heritage in front of her, Lara had then questioned the seller with a rapid sequence of historical references until she came to the conclusion that not only were the artifacts fake, but Shishio Takamoto, a small-scale yakuza boss, clearly knew what he was selling was counterfeit, yet was demanding a handsome premium for them.

“Ms. Croft, you dare to insult my prestige! You will know that I’m not to be trifled with, men, seize her!” the mob-boss barked. Behind Lara, two gangsters moved to grab her arms. Whirling around, Lara struck one across the face, sending him sprawling, the other managed to get her into a headlock, but in one fluid motion Lara slithered out of his grasp and put an elbow into his crotch. The man doubled over in pain, and Lara leapt up and forward to deliver a kick to the underside of the chin of the guard she has sent sprawling, as he tried to lunge for her again. Takamoto meanwhile had commenced to pull a katana out from under his desk. He tried to slice at Lara, but she ducked deftly, bringing a palm up to knock the man off his footing. Before he could recover, Lara pulled out one of her pistols and pressed the business end of is against his forehead.

“..p…please Ms. Croft..there’s no need to get serious about this…I …forgive me…I’ll compensate you in full….don’t shoot me…” the older man, bred in rich splendor and never having met any setbacks, was reduced to a pleading coward.

“That of course would depend on whether you have any “real” relics to make my coming all the way to this dig worthwhile.” Lara smiled; men like Takamoto deserved to have their egos trampled and weaned. Takamoto reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out a small amulet, the shape of the amulet was that of a quarter circle, with elaborate carvings on it. In the center of the amulet, a blue jewel glittered with an unearthly gleam. It didn’t take years of archaeological experience to tell Lara that this is not something one can forge.

“Of…of course, here, take this amulet…it was part of a collection I found…it protects the body of a virgin who wears it and grants her enormous power….please, take it, you don’t have to pay me…just don’t kill me..” Lara removed the amulet from Takamoto’s hand, then suddenly pistol-whipped the man across the head, sending him sprawling from conciousness. ‘Not in the mood for any more excitements today’ thought Lara. Curious to find out how the amulet worked, she cut the shoelace from Takamoto’s shoes and fashioned a simple necklace from which she hung the amulet. Taking a deep breath, Lara put the necklace on.

She gasped as a warm sense of security rushed through her. Lara felt a vibrant sense of strength rush into her limbs. A pleasantly tingling sensation rumbled through Lara’s pelvis area, subsiding briefly. Walking out of the dig, she ran, rolled, flipped and jumped and cartwheeled, amazing herself at the ease with which she executed the moves. ‘Looks like this is the real thing’ though Lara, and with a big grin splashed across her face, she bounded off…

(present time, a minute after greeting Takamoto)

Lara dove behind the bar counter, the sounds of projectiles hitting the wall behind her. ‘Shouldn’t have brought up history, I suppose…but then again that old bastard had it coming. Impressive that he’s made so much advances in the yakuza hierarchy’ Lara pulled her pair of business partners from her purse, took a deep breath, and shot the man that just walked into view. Getting up, Lara gave the other men enough time to recognize that she was fully intent on a business transaction before she was off, pulling off fast acrobatics and sending leads pouring into the room. The men in returned opened up on full auto, spraying fire in Lara’s direction.

Lara felt her legs hit several times as she vaulted up into a somersault, but instead of the whit-hot pain that bullets normally induced, the impacts stung; with a start Lara realized the projectiles fired at her were needles. Taking note of that, she landing on her feet, downing the one who had scored the hit on her…and stumbled. Lara regained her footing, but before she could bring her guns to bear on the next target she was thrown off her feet as a cascade of needle projectiles pummeled her, stabbing into her thighs, her stomach, and peppering her breasts. Her guns slipped from her hands and clattered out of reach. Lara was about to dive for them, but suddenly it felt as if her feet wasn’t listening to her, and instead of her intended movement Lara jerked, keeled over and landed on one side, involuntary spasms coursing through her body as she felt the multiple points where the needles had stuck into tingle.

“Hold your fire! This gaijin bitch is fixed!” the one of the guards shouted. Around him, the other men can be heard whooping in glee and dropping their weapons. They started to disrobe, all the while watching what was happening to Lara.

Lara tried to get up, but fell again as another spasm made her lose footing. With a start she realized that it was an orgasm, but this was quite a different sort of orgasm then Lara had ever experienced. It literally ripped through her nervous system, numbing her muscles for a split second every time and sending white flashes of light into her eyes. ‘The fuckers put an aphrodisiac in their guns’ thought Lara. She struggled to get up, but it was to no avail.

Indeed, upon knowing that the venerable Ms. Lara Croft was going to be making an entrance at this dance, Takamoto had ordered his men to arm themselves with the serum which he had had developed especially for his next encounter with the one who had embarrassed him years before. The serum attacked the nervous system of its host almost immediately on contact, rapidly stimulating arousal and release at a pace limited only by the stamina of the victim. Takamoto guards had been abusing the abilities of the drug both for themselves and for the women they had for quite some time now, and knew its effect quite well.

Lara of course, with the Virgin’s Amulet continuing to replenish her stamina, was most effect by them serum, injected into her at multiple times the required dosage, and as orgasm after orgasm raged through her at a rate of one every ten seconds, her mind was rapidly becoming woozy. Even between the orgasms, the serum caused the buildup of arousal within Lara to reach its threshold almost immediately after the previous orgasm ended, so that in reality, the majority of the time, Lara was panting in colossal anxiety, pushed to her limit but not getting release right away, the stimulation of her body rising continually until the next orgasm sent it all back to zero ground in an immense explosion.

In this state Lara was faintly able to detect her already revealing dress being removed by force, the needles yanked out of her, her arms draped over a naked man’s shoulders, legs brought around to embrace the rapist at the waist, and a cock pressed against her entrance. She yelped in pain as the man took her virginity, but his entering her alone seemed to stimulate the orgasms to come even quicker, and soon, Lara was moaning and bucking against the captain of the guards, her hips rising on their own accord to meet the man’s every thrust. Dimly, she registered the slapping sound of balls against her undersides. Her walls hugged the invading member tightly, almost welcoming its presence. Her rapidly generated juices facilitated the intercourse, and the cock within her relished in this by pounding harder and harder, driving Lara’s back into the linoleum floor.

Lara’s cheeks were flushed both from orgasmic bliss and from complete embarrassment that her body was responding and participating in the sex, letting its primal instincts take charge as Lara’s sweaty body bucked and heaved to meet the incoming thrusts. Such was the pleasure that Lara was feeling that even the fanatical surges of jolts that the Virgin’s Amulet was trying to punish her with was largely overridden.

The seven guards on the dance floor took turns having their way with Lara, some taking her in the front and others in the back. They then dragged her still-spasming body into the elevator and went up, shooting her a few more times when it appeared that the previous dosage was wearing off. Lara’s juices had flowed down her legs and as her bare feet slid across the roof patio where the guards had dragged her, a thin trail of her own cum marked her progress.

The seven guards stopped here to have another round at Lara, they made the most use out of Lara, one of them lying down and having Lara’s anus sink around his waiting prod, another taking her in front, a third squeezing Lara’s breasts together around his cock and a fourth grabbing Lara’s face and cramming it full of his manhood. Two others wrapped Lara’s free hands around their respective members and jacked off with it. The last one, lacking a conventional opening, made use of Lara’s luscious brown hair, wrapping a fistful of it around his dick and pleasuring himself. With an overloading amount of the aphrodisiac coursing through her veins, a lusty Lara whimpered in erotic bliss as every feasibly fuckable part of her was put to use. Her tongue thrashed around the dick in her mouth, and her writhing body gave the occupants of her lower regions much satisfaction.

The three men using Lara’s hands and hair to fulfill their needs came first, the two hand-jobbed aiming their cum splatter at Lara’s face, the one behind Lara’s head thrusting his head against Lara’s left ear, discharging into it, all the while pumping and working cum into Lara’s thick hair. Lara’s head jerked forward at the feeling of the warm liquid gushing into her ear, unwittingly deep-throating the man using her mouth. She moaned as another orgasm hit, and that was enough to release the man. Strings of cum shot straight down her throat, but Lara could hardly notice.

“Yo, Takamoto-san said to expect company, looks like you guys have got yourselves a nice gaijin pussy!” came the voice of one of three yakuza gangster’s who had just rounded the corner, in their hands they held the leashes to two guard dogs.

What happened next can only be expected of horny men looking to humiliate and use the sweaty, continuously orgasming body of one sexy women…the men let the dogs fuck her, and laughed and joked all the while.

The canine beasts lunged forward, eagerly entering Lara’s quivering body, on raming home into her pussy and the other receiving a blowjob from the semi-conscious woman. Their dicks were smaller than their human masters, but where they lacked in size, they made up in ferocity, pumping into Lara nonsensically fast. Not long after, the dogs shot their spunk, and panting, they started lapping at Lara’s breasts. The three newcomer guards pulled the dogs back, taking their places around Lara….

(late into the night...)

Had Lara been mentally capable of keeping tab, she would have registered that after the ten men and two dogs, an additional: 9 men from the media broadcasting room, 6 men in the artifacts gallery, and 5 men in the meeting room, all subsequently joined in the fuckfest. Between thirty men and two dogs Lara’s body was tossed around like a rag doll. After they were well spent for the night, the men took Lara to Takamoto’s private bath, scrubbed her clean inside and out, dried her, and carried her onto the top level of the building. A red evening dress similar to the black one Lara had initially entered the building it was donned, her black underwear replaced, and she was chained up, spread-eagle but upright, against a wall. With knowing snickers, the three men who had accompanied Lara up the final elevator left the scene.

“Ahhh, Ms. Croft, I presume my men have been entertaining you, and hope that you have enjoyed your stay” came the voice of Takamoto. The latest dosage of aphrodisiac had worn off while Lara was bathed, having taking its tolls of hundreds of orgasms on the woman. If it weren’t for the fact that the chains holding Lara were stretched taut and harnesses from the walls held her head up, she would be hanging limp. Takamoto’s voice came to her from a distance, and Lara’s unfocused eyes barely registered his presence.

“You must be tired from dancing all night. Please, allow me to give you something to lift your spirits” Takamoto said. Walking up to Lara, he jabbed a syringe into Lara’s neck and depressed the plunger.

Hot pain caused Lara to bolt back into full awareness, screaming as a feeling of what seemed to be hundreds of knives cutting into her spread from the point of insertion.

"You asked for a fragment relic? Here it is" said Takamoto, brandishing a spear in front of Lara. A green and black fragment of the excalibur was tied to the end of the shaft, making it into a Halberd of a weapon. Takamoto leaned the weapon against the wall next to Lara.

“You have crossed me in the past, and I assure you you will have paid the price in full by the end of tonight. ” Takamoto declared. He backed away, walking about twenty paces from Lara before turning, Lara noted that he had an assault rifle in his hands.

“My men were given a chemically diluted variant of the serum with which you must be familiar with by now. I assure you that the serum in its purist form will offer an immense improvement over the cheaper products. It will, for one, force one’s consciousness to operate at 100% capacity. Allow me to show you what I mean” with that he leveled his weapon and opened up on Lara.

Lara screamed as dozens of needles struck her and depressed their contents into her body. Takamoto was a no good shot, but at that distance he couldn’t miss, and the needles largely embedded themselves into Lara’s breasts and abdomen. When one clip ran empty, the mob boss ejected it and reloaded, continuing with the process until he had emptied no less than five cartridges of ammo into Lara. He tossed his spent gun aside and looks bemusedly at his captive.

Lara couldn’t speak, could hardly breath, and couldn’t scream anymore as her body seized up in rapid successions of overwhelming orgasms. Even with her limbs stretched taut, Lara’s body quivered violently, her underwear quickly soaked through, the stain spreading across her dress. Tears collected in her eyes and streamed down her cheeks, Lara’s mouth was agape, trying to make a sound but failing to do so. Her pupils dilated and her eyes threatened to roll back into their sockets. But some force kept her eyes staring straight forward, riveted on Takamoto. After a few seconds, Lara ceased to even quiver. The only movement was the drool and vaginal juices which leaked out of their respective holes and dribbled down Lara. Slowly, the trails of liquid pooled onto the floor. The yakuza leader walked over to Lara, and with a few swipes of his hands ripped the mini syringes out of her and clattering to the sides.

Suddenly, Lara seemed to relax again. Her eyes focused on Takamoto, and Takamoto could tell that the purified variant of the serum was in full effect of the woman. Lust gleamed within Lara. Strangely enough the orgasms had stopped. Lara licked her lips, and her thighs quivered ever so slightly, struggling to bring themselves together if only to rub against each other and bring herself to another orgasm.

The older man pulled out a remote, thumbed a switch, and the wall on which Lara was bound suddenly lurched on hidden mechanisms, leaning back and rising of the floor, until it resembled an examination table, on which its victim was bound. Takamoto hit another switch, and the cuffs around Lara’s legs and hands released with ah clatter. She didn’t move to escape however, instead reached down, and with one hand began to masturbate. With her other hand Lara massaged her own breast, kneading and pressing them fervently. She moaned fully, and threw her head back as she brought herself to an electrifying climax, moaning in ecstasy. She completely ignored the fact that the sword fragment which she came here for was easily within reach.

The serum with which Takamoto had shot Lara with was not just an aphrodisiac, but also a mind stimulate that overrode the subjects logical reasoning with an overwhelming need to have sex. Countless girls to this date had fallen prey to Takamoto, having unwittingly been given drinks spiked with the serum or been injected with the substance and “willingly” consented to sex with the man.

“You have to thank your precious amulet, Ms. Croft, the one you ‘stole’ from me years ago” Takamoto said, placing emphasis on the “stole” in reference to an accusation Lara had made earlier. He was clad in a bathrobe, and with a pull of the sash, the garment was discarded to reveal him to be fully naked underneath “If it weren’t for this amulet’s…extraordinary ability you would not be alive as of now, as the amount of serum you’ve been subjected to be lethal many times over. But a little refreshment on the history of this amulet….”

(Hundreds of years before now, during a time when China had been split into several dynasties all vying for total control)

The king sat, anxiously awaiting the arrival of his invited guest. His subjects stood in two columns, head bowed in respect.

“My king, the sorcerer has arrived…” a messenger came in. At this, the king’s eyes lit up.

“Hurry, let him into court!”. The messenger bowed out, and a moment later an old man in Taoist robes stepped down the red carpet. He bowed deeply, then straightened to address the king.

“My liege, I have created the solution to your request as per ordered.” He said

“Yes yes….my servants and governors…leave us” the king ordered. The other court members emptied out of the palace room, and soon the King was alone with the sorcerer.

“My liege, you wished for me to cure….endow upon you to sire favorable offspring….” The magician began.

“Yes of course, it is of unfortunate circumstances that my queen and I have been unable to produce a hier to the throne for years, which is why I’ve hired your. Talents to produce a solution…what have you come up with?”

“I was fortunate enough to have in my early years come across this amulet, which bore within it an energy pertaining to life so powerful that even I wasn’t able to fully control it. After many years of experimenting I’ve finally subdued it, dividing the amulet into four pieces, each with its own purpose.” The sorcerer continued “You which to sire offspring, and for that purpose, I present to you with the Paternal Amulet and its respective pair, the Maternal Amulet.” With that he removed two quarter-circle shaped pieces from under his robes and lifted them towards the king, who took them from his subject’s palm, joy leaping into his eyes.

“Wear these, and I assure you that your children shall be blessed and live healthy long lives. And here, the other pair of amulets I was able to produce, the Virgin’s amulet and the Ascetic’s Amulet. The Virgin’s Amulet I give to your daughter, and shall preserve her divine virginity and grant her protective powers for as long as she wears it. The Ascetic’s Amulet is for you when you no longer wish to sire anymore children. It will prolong your life and grant strength in old age, at the price of rendering it’s user infertile, but that of course would not be a concern for you….”

(Present time, two hours later)

Takamoto’s hip slammed into Lara’s now once again naked form, his cock pulsing with orgasmic energy. A steady stream of cum had been rushing from the man into Lara’s womb for the entire two hours that he had straddled Lara and entered her, the access spilling onto the platform on which Lara had been continuously and roughly fucked for the past hour.

“You must be wondering when I run out of breath, Ms. Croft” Takamoto mused. His voice was steady and even, even though he has inoculated Lara with at least a liter of semen. “The amulet you wear renders you a virgin, while the amulet I wear…” he pointed to a quarter circle amulet with a green jewel décor fastened around his neck, “…renders me impotent. Of course, these treasures more than compensates by giving us stamina beyond that of the average human.” He smiled, and with increasing vigor, continued to ram his cock into Lara’s sore passage. Lara registered everything that Takamoto was telling her, but instead of struggling, she had her legs locked around the man’s waist, her hands clung to his shoulders and she was bucking against his thrusts as hard as her tired body could. All that was in her mind right now was to bring about another orgasm, and she ardently reared her pelvis upwards to fulfill that drive.

(yet another two hours later)

Takamoto laid, finally spent, onto Lara, his panting chests resting upon her soft breasts. Lara’s legs had seized from so many orgasms, and remained locked around her partner’s waist. She was starting to regain her logical mind set, and with a start realized what she had been doing for the past four hours. Her cheeks flushed with shame as she realized that she had spent all that time satisfying a man whom she largely regarded with disgust. She also realized that she was utterly helpless in her current state, naked and unarmed, with a dangerous yakuza boss and his cronies all dying to stuff her with more cock.

“Coming to yet, Ms. Croft?” came the voice of Lara’s nemesis.

“Hmm hmm” Lara moaned, in a voice clearly asking for more. ‘I have to buy time until I can arm and redeem my pride by killing these sick bastards’ Lara thought, and swallowing the urge to cry, continued to pretend that she was still under the influence of the drug. She knew that the Excalibur halberd was near, but needed to buy a chance to reach it without Takamoto noticing. The payment would be her body. Lara had little choice but to take the gambit.

“Hehe, weak of the mind are we now, Ms. Croft, you disappoint me, I should think that you be in a mind to kill me now…” Takamoto sniggered. But who was he to refuse such fine pussy? Having had a moment to regain his breath, he resumed the intercourse, thrusting into Lara’s warm orifice. Lara responded by wraping her hands around the man even tighter, her legs staying around his waist, inviting deeper penetration. Lara’s moans were still very much real, as she still felt pleasure from the intercourse. Lara held the man close, her head past his shoulders that he couldn't see the tears welling up in her eyes. Had Takamoto listened more closely he would have detected a trace of forlorn despair in the moans that filled the space of his domain.

(another hour later)

Takamoto pulled out of Lara, rising off of the table, careful not to slip on the cum-covered floor, and turned to put on his bathrobe. He was exhausted beyond what the Ascetic’s Amulet can recharge, and planned to call his guards here to tie up Lara for future usage. He was still gloating at his victory over Lara when she struck; Takamoto had, in his bliss, left the spear/Excalibur fragment near the table, and Lara seized it as he was putting on his robe, and with one swift motion, pierced him through the heart….

“Damnit Lara, I could never get why you all of a sudden decided that wearing a headset was too much hassle” Fletcher was complaining an hour later. “and what took you so long? Yes yes I know that you had to kill all thirty of Takamoto’s men along with him, jeesh Lara you can be so blood thirsty someti….” *thwack*
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