"A loathsome cunt at my feet...

... Could be of use to me."

As a woman in her early sixties, Mrs. Petunia Padgett had met her share of stupid whores. Social climbers that would rather be fucked into loose, ragged, ruins instead of putting some real work in. Brainless twits counting on other people to do everything for them. She looked at herself and saw a woman who worked hard, helped her husband, and had raised five fine, respectable children. A real woman, a woman to be admired.

she remembered many past meetings with "Lady" Croft. She didn't have the body of a woman who worked for what she had. She looked like a woman who rode laps to get to where she was. Not once did Mrs. Padgett believe the cow-titted brunette when she spoke of helping the less fortunate. Mrs. Padgett sat with the men and women, the girls and boys. She listened to them and talked of her own rough beginning.

She was showing her niece Beatrice, on her husband's side, around The St. Andrews' Homeless Shelter when James "Jimmy" Remington approached them with a plan for a "prank" the obnoxious little pest had apparently caught Lara Croft out and wanted to recruit some of the men at the Shelter. Mrs. Padgett wanted to see just what he meant and allowed it. While Beatrice welcomed them in under the pretence of a documentary to raise awareness, Petunia hid in her private office watching events unfold on her monitor.

Lara Croft, dressed like a tart, collared like a bitch, giving up all her holes to Chris, Pete and Stinky Tom! She was every bit as foul a human being could be, just as she had always thought! All this time, the money given, so that she could treat this place as her... Her hook-up hangout!?

She knew it was "part of the scene" for her to catch them once they were done. But Mrs. Padgett enjoyed smacking the whore.

Filthy rich people who do their "charities" without even thinking about the day-to-day work of the regular people at these places. And it turned out that in addition to her ignorance and fakery, Lara Croft was a frivolous whore!

The sight of Lara Croft cowed and ashamed... It thrilled Mrs. Padgett. Petunia was not afraid to admit she enjoyed sex and her husband was very good. But she always enjoyed bringing a woman to their bed. One she could break into pieces. The times she molded the babysitters into perfect tools to give her children pleasant firsts in a safe environment...

As she bullied Lara Croft, her eyes narrowed on her cow-tits. The lewd udders hanging from the younger woman's chest. That made her full D-Cups look small. No woman needed such huge things! Only whores or cows!

Though, Petunia was pleased she had the blueblood beat in the back. Forty inches of soft, gorgeous meat.

Sitting on the whore, taking her boys from her, Mrs. Petunia Padgett felt strong, powerful, and righteous. She looked forward to sharing her day with her husband later.

Licking her shoe clean, serving at her feet, it was where trash like Lara Croft belonged. And when she was done, that's where she sent her.

"... Mrs. Padgett... Hates me. Genuinely hates me. After a life of people seeing me as a Noble, an Aristocrat, a Nosey Do-Gooder... There is nothing I want more than someone like her."

She had the door already open for her. Mrs. Padgett, tall and proud, stared down at the self-aware cunt. She pointed at her boot, the one she, possibly too soon, kicked the possibly useful slut out with.

"Clean this filth off me you Countess of Fuckpigs." Lara moved her head down to lick the entire surface of Mrs. Padgett's boot. The jizz and cuntcream was cold by now, but Lara Croft was too happy to be once more witness to the cold disgust of Mrs. Padgett's eyes.

She led the naked sub-human to her office and locked the door behind them. Guiding Lara Croft to her desk, she made the Countess of Abbingdon rest her head back on Mrs. Padgett's chair. Rolling her skirt up, the older woman sat on the Tomb Raider, her large, soft arse taking over the brunette's world. After getting comfortable, the new owner of Lara's life have her a command.

"Earn what I have generously given you."