She wakes up and starts remembering

When Lara woke up, every single inch of her body felt uncomfortable. From her throbbing head, to her tired feet. Not to mention her ravaged pussy and and anus. She had a stale taste in her mouth, a mixture of beer, liqueour, sperm and many other things. She was slumped over a chair in an uncomfortable face down, ass up position, and couldn't immediately recall where she was or what had happened before she passed out. With what felt as an **** effort, she tried to get up on her feet. Only to feel something tugging against her neck. She felt it and found she a leash and a collar around her neck, fastened to the foot of the chair. The feeling of the leash kickstarted the memories of the previous night. She loosened the leash from the chair, and got up, leaving it dangling from her neck.

In Jimmy's living room, she saw several things to trigger her memories. A number of naked young men sleeping, a complete mess of empty bottles, a large dildo, a funnel, a table tennis racket and several other things.

"Oh my God", Lara muttered in disbelief at the scene and her recurring memories.

In shock and disdain she remembered being spanked, drenched in cum by shouting and laughing nerds, having her colon filled with spit and sperm, before eventually being **** fed whisky and servicing six boys at the same time, by having two cocks inside each of her fuckable openings, and then... She felt dizzy as she looked around the room for something to cover her naked and filthy body with. The hangover and the slowly surfacing memories of the wild orgy made her shudder.

She found her panties on the floor, stained. An image of one of the guys wrapping them around his cock and jerking off before stuffing them into her mouth, flashed inside Lara's mind. She thought in disbelief about her reaction, which had been a muffled "-ank u-" and bowing her head down to let him wipe the cum off himself with her hair. Someone had then pulled the white cotton panties out of her mouth and over her head.

Lara shook her head, making the leash shake. She shuddered as she remembered how Jimmy had tugged on the leash to make her crawl around the room submissively while exclaiming what a ridicilous slut she was.

"Please boys, make me pay for being such a worthless cocktease, hurt me, humiliate me and fuck me with those delicious meat sticks! Come on, all of you! I need it!", her own shameful words echoed in her head. What had gotten into her, she thought. Without recognizing the irony of the thought.

She needed water, she was desperately thirsty. No water was in sight, only countless beer bottles. Lara held her hand before her eyes as she remembered how she had guzzled down thick sperm with beer, loudly claiming she loved the their salty jizz and, a word she couldn't recall ever having used before. Even though, she had wanted them to drown her in it, make her **** so it spurted out her nose and on to her tits before she licked it up again. But there was more...

She faintly remembered that she at some point during the evening had straddled a beer bottle on the table. Riding it to pleasure herself as the constant flashes of cameras illuminated every single part of her luscious body. When she saw the excitement her show brought forth fromthe geeks, she slowly got up and lowered her now loose and soggy ass down on it. Further and further it went, until she had almost fit the whole bottle inside her dirt hole. She had grinned with satisfaction and tried to maintain eye contact with the video camera as she lay back and started fucking herself hard with the half empty bottle.

For some reason she couldn't remember where the kitchen was. The bathroom, however, she needed water! She went up the staircase on shaky legs. She remembered climbing the stairs at least twice the night before, albeit on all fours to be cleaned, or rather have her naked body hosed down, in the shower. The gobs of sperm leaking out of her cunt and ass before disappearing down the drain returned to her memory.

She found the bathroom, someone had obviously drunk to much and been sick in the toilet. She leant down to the sinkand drank several mouthfulls of fresh water. It was possibly the best thing she had ever tasted, despite the awful, rank taste she had in her mouth.

When she finally felt she had had enough water, she raised her head and looked into the mirror. Her hair stood to all corners, her eyes were red and her face was dirty. That, however wasn't what drew her attention.

In large red letters, someone had written 'SLUT' across her chest in large red letters, and painted red rings around her swollen nipples. Lara stared wide eyed at herself, not wanting to believe that the woman she saw in the mirror was really her. Remembering something vaguely, she lifted her tits,and saw the words 'FUCK' and 'BAGS' written under them. She stared a while longer at her disgraced body, before turning around. Someone had written 'c' on her left buttock and 'ME' on her right. Lara was too shocked to see the meaning of it.

She inspected her collar and saw that itsurely had been a real dog collar sometime, it had silver coloured studs on black leather. She didn't bother to remove it, and let the leash dangle between her legs as she went down the stairs again.

She recalled being tugged down roughly, almost falling down them in her four legged walk the night before. After being hosed clean, Jimmy had given Lara her panties and once again presented the geeks to their newly cleaned "slut of the night."

"She has run out of money to pay us to fuck her!", his voice rang in Lara's head "and has asked us to pay her for doing a show for us, so she can pay us back again!".

The snickering laughs from the geeks filled the room as they grabbed the money Lara had made from her previous endeavours.

She danced wholeheartedly drunk between them, letting them put money in her panties and thanking them. As they got more and more agressive, they started slapping her bum and tits, shouting insults at her, "Come on you slap happy cunt!" "Show us what you really want, you whore". Rougher and rougher both verbally and physically. It would have hurt if the drunken Lady hadn't been so dreadfully horny.

Eventually they pinned her to the ground and got her panties off. They stuck what money they had left into her cunt and ass. Lara was only happy that so many boys were holding her down and touching her. After being pulled up from the floor, she saw six geeks on all fours in front of her displaying their hairy white asses.

Lara knew what she had to do. She crawled forward and eagerly started licking each and every nerd's butt. She buried her face into them, rubbing herself up and down into their cracks before sticking her tongue as far as she could into their filthy buttholes. More geeks knelt down for the same treatment until every single one of them were wet with the Tomb Raider's spit. They got several great pictures of the world famous Lara Croft on all fours, money sticking out of her ass and pussy, giving young geeks thorough rimjobs. The last one in the line turned around, and roughly shoved his meat down her throat almost making her throw up. He fucked her as she was was an inflatable dollfor about thirty seconds before shooting his load deep inside her.

"I used to have respect for you, you know", he said almost angry, "but you're nothing more than a fucking cocksucking, buttlicking, piece of garbage slag!"

Lara came down the stairs again, her shameful memories spinning around in her head. She needed something to wear. Also she had an expedition to South America coming up in three days. Then there was these things right here. What the hell was she going to do? Still there was much of the night she couldn't remember...