"You stupid bitch!"

~Latest Gossip is that Old and Past-It Lara Croft wanted to show the world she was still around by getting club-goers in London to give her a pity gangfuck~

Croft Manor employed six Maids. They worked in teams of three, the senior team working four days, three off, while the other team worked three days, four off. To say Shelley, Keeley, and Hayley were "senior" was an exaggeration, they were in their early twenties while Angelina, Alicia, and Emily were not even twenty, fresh out of secondary school.

It was the later half of the week, so it was Angelina, Alicia, and Emily staying in the Manor. And hearing the latest idiocy of their half-wit employer (in name only, they all knew who was really holding the coinpurse), Alicia and Emily phoned up their boyfriends.

~Latest Gossip News! Dried up slag Lady Croft left her gangbang pityfuck to cycle through London on a sextoy! I... I didn't think it was possible, but well done Lara! You've shattered all our expectations of how low you can go.~

Alicia and Emily were doing some lezzing on camera to send to their boyfriends when the door to their room exploded open. It was Angelina. She showed the two girls the video, the one where Lara was looking virtually dead on her feet until she twisted open a secret compartment on some jewellery and took her super secret magic pills. Alicia and Emily froze and turned to see their team leader fasten on her strap-on.

Croft, you fucking dumb bitch bimbo cuuuuu-

the Morning After

During the night, Lara physically recovered from her night. But mentally, her brain finally caught up to what Butler's actions and words meant.

Half-remembered instances where her mother had oddly placed bruises, a weird smelling face cream she'd not completely cleaned off. And finally, a dream of lying next to her mother, the both of them riddled with plastic and silicon and ****, getting their cunts stamped on by Winston.

Lara was woken with a slap across her face. Her eyes burst open and straddling her was Angelina. The Maid had a nasty look on her face, like... she had seen what Lara had done last night. But how could she? Angelina was here at the Manor all... Night... With internet. How much had been put online?!

Angelina slapped Lara, a woman old enough to be her mother, again, and again, and again, until Lara's face was red and she was crying. Dragging her out of bed, Angelina **** Lara face-first into her crotch while Alicia and Emily entered. The other Maids ripped Lara's sleepwear off and began spanking her, while Angelina used Lady Croft's face as a sextoy.

Only when Lara's cheeks, arse and face, were matching shades of red, did Angelina pull her away. The Tomb Raider's face was a wet, sticky mess as she was marched to her bath. Before dunking the Countess of Abbingdon into the tub, Angelina's gripped the back of her head and spat in her face.

"In you go hag. Looks like your broken cunt is all better. Hope it was worth it, because I'm leaving. Or did you think your fame from a century ago would stop Police coming to investigate the pills you were showing off yesterday?" Lara had enough brain cells left to realise what Angelina was saying. At some pointless night, Lara had taken her pills in full view of someone, or someones, who got in contact with **** trade investigators.

Lara winced as her Maid scrubbed her and washed her hair. Seeing the way Winston treated her, and witnessing the antics of "Cumdump Croft", the Maids had all taken to treating her like Winston did. Angelina just always had more leverage and power since it was a member of her family that made the restorative **** that Lara so relied on.

After drying the humiliated older woman, Angelina helped dress Lara in her outfit for the day. First, she shoved thick dildo in the dumb hag's arse and cunt. Thick, noticeable nipple piercings that none of Lara's clothes could hide when she wore them. Over all that, a green onepiece swimsuit and tiny booty shorts with some brown platform heels, a parody of her classic costume. Angelina leaned in and shoved her tongue down Lara's throat and choked her. Pulling away from the dazed older woman, the Maid gave her a hard smack to the face before turning on her own slutty heels to leave.

"And remember Lady Croft; next month you are to attend my Grandpa's Retirement Party as the entertainment. Drain his balls and whoever else he tells you to fuck. Enjoy the last of my pills because I won't be supplying anymore, or working here. But... Do a good job for my Grandpa and I'll go give you one last gift."