Turned Out By The Tomb Raider

“Good evening. Is this Ms. Croft I’m speaking to?”

“That’s correct.”

“Wonderful to hear from you again! What can we do for you this evening?”

“I’m at the Pan Pacific Hotel in Mariana Square. Room 1612. I’d like some company for the evening.”

“Very good, Miss. Did you have something different in mind for tonight? Or the usual?”

“The usual, please.”

“A fit young man, no older than thirty nine. The rest is of no concern?”

“Yes, except...”

“Ahh, it says here you prefer someone willing to submit and engage in kinky play?”

“It’s a must, for me.”

“That can certainly be arranged. Since you’ve used our service before, you probably already know, but that kind of entertainment invokes our premium fee of five thousand dollars.”

“That’s fine.”

“Excellent! Your billing information is the same?”

“Mmmhmmm.”

“Splendid. I’ll run the charge and have someone sent to your room within the hour!”

“Thank you, darling.”

“Hello?”

“Dan! So glad you’re there! I know you’re not on tonight, but please tell me you’re available right now?!?”

“I was about to head out to a club, but I can work if you need me.”

“I really do! You’re OK with kinky shit, right?”

“That’s an awfully broad term. What kind of kinky shit?”

“You know! Women who like to domme!”

“Oh. Hell yeah! I’m down for that, as long as she’s not into torture, scat or anything too extreme.”

“If she makes any unreasonable requests you can always bail, but I don’t think you’ll want to. This date is two thousand in your pocket.”

“DAYUM! You gotta get me gigs like this more often! Where am I going?”

“The Pan Pacific. Room 1612. The woman is a Ms. Croft. Just have them dial her from the front desk and they should bring you right up.”

“I’ll leave in five minutes.”

“Good. I already burned twenty making phone calls and she wants you there in thirty. Don’t keep her waiting!”

DING

“This place is crazy” Dan remarked as he stepped off the elevator, just behind the hotel concierge. “I can’t imagine a stay here is cheap.”

“Our deluxe suites start at five hundred a night” the middle aged gentleman in the scarlet red jacket and brimless cap replied.

“Do you always ferry people up to the guest’s room like this?”

“If our clients request it, yes.”

“Damn. First class all the way.”

After a short jaunt down the hall, they arrived at room 1612. The concierge swiped his key-card and the door opened to almost total darkness. There were faint lights radiating from distant buildings through the windows toward the back, but that was all that could be seen. The smartly dressed steward motioned for him to step inside.

Dan’s brow furrowed as he peered into the dark room. “Are you sure she’s here?”

“Come in, young man” a female voice called from inside. They were sultry tones spoken in a haughty British accent.

Dan stepped inside and the concierge took his leave. The pneumatic device pressed the heavy door closed and re-established its air-tight seal as he walked down the short hallway to where the room opened up.

Once through the foyer, Dan was in a dark but spacious room with a beautiful view of the city below. The night sky was lit up with other fancy hotels and office buildings casting their glow into the evening gloom. In the corner of the room he could decipher the outline of a woman sitting in a chair with a drink in her hand.

“Hi there. I’m Dan.”

“Hello Dan. Is that short for Daniel?”

“It is, but only my mother calls me that.”

The woman took a sip of her drink. “Do you mind if I call you Daniel? I despise shortened names.”

“Sure. If you like.”

“Thank you, dear. My name is Lara.”

“Lara?” Dan asked, walking a bit further into the room. “That’s a lovely name. I hope I get to see the lovely face that goes with it.”

Lara emitted a low chuckle. “In time. So, you enjoy submitting to a strong woman, do you?”

“I live for it” Dan lied. He didn’t mind doing it, especially when the pay was good, but it wasn’t really his thing. However, he knew part of being a good escort was playing into the client’s desires.

“Glad to hear it. Take off your clothes. You can leave them on the bed.”

Lara took a long sip of her drink as Dan disrobed. She savored the fine wine as she watched the outline of the young man undressing in the darkness.

“In the world of kink, it’s important to be open to new experiences. Are you open to new experiences, Daniel?”

“I try to be” he replied as he removed his pants and tossed them to the edge of the bed. He was now completely nude and standing in the middle of a dark hotel room conversing with a total stranger. His previous clients had enjoyed many different forms of foreplay, but none of them had been quite so ‘cloak and dagger’ as this. It was already a new experience.

His pride and joy hung out in the open, a flaccid four inches. He wasn’t huge, especially when soft, but Dan had never been self-conscious. He had a swimmer’s body and he knew once Lara got him going, his manhood would harden to a much more impressive seven and a half. He’d been told by many women that he was the perfect size.

“Good. That’s an important quality in a man-slut. Lights!”

With her command, the overhead lights blinked on. The room was cast in dim illumination. Dan’s eyes went wide and his mouth dropped open.

Lara was a stunning beauty. She had lovely brunette hair that trailed down both sides of her face and sprouted into a ponytail behind her. Her eyes were cold and surrounded by dark liner that gave her a killer “femme fatale” look. Her leather top, a garment that covered her shoulders and upper arms, was the only article of clothing she wore. The shiny leather stopped where large, round, supple breasts took over, jutting out from her chest.

Her well toned stomach and surprisingly strong thighs were evidence of someone who spent time at the gym. Perhaps she was a rock climber or a fan of other “extreme” sports. Her leather boots had been cast aside and the rest of her leather outfit was strewn all over the floor.

None of this was the cause of Dan’s silence. What paralyzed him from the moment the lights came on was the gigantic cock and weighty set of balls situated between her powerful legs. It was gargantuan. Probably twice Dan’s length at his hardest and three times as thick. It didn’t even seem possible.

The young escort stood there staring in disbelief as Lara eyed him with a devilish smile. She looked down at his soft unit before returning her gaze to his eyes. Her amusement was obvious.

“I’m ... Wow. I think there’s been a mistake!”

“A mistake? Whatever do you mean?”

“I don’t know how to say this without sounding rude ... I’m not gay.”

“That’s a relief” she responded before draining her glass and setting it down on the window ledge. “I’m not gay either. If I was, I ‘d have asked for a woman.”

Dan’s brain blew a fuse. He had no idea how to respond to that. As he eyed her youthful body up and down, he recalled a conversation with some of his colleagues. They had encountered women whose wealth allowed them to remain vital despite their age and whose bodies had been “augmented.”

These days, there was no shortage of gene therapies, enhancement drugs and surgeries that people of great means could harness to extend their lives and improve their physique. Lara could be young, or she could be eighty years old with the mind and body of someone in her early thirties.

Trans-humanism was running rampant in this brave new age. By and large, it only existed for the wealthy. Everyone on the bottom rungs of society was still just an ordinary human living in their world and trying to get by.

“What’s the matter, Daniel? Don’t you like my body?” She gave her breasts a firm squeeze and then moved her right hand down to her massive cum pipe. Lara seized it and began stroking it up and down lewdly. “This isn’t going to be a problem, is it?”

Dan swallowed. This was his first time encountering a woman like Lara, but it probably wouldn’t be his last. If he canceled the date now, it would look bad for him at the agency. He might not get anymore high paying gigs. He’d been pegged before. This would only be slightly different. It was time to suck it up ... literally and figuratively.

“No. There’s no problem. And your body is amazing.”

That got another throaty chuckle from the well hung Domina. “Good. Now get over here.”

She made the ‘come hither’ motion with her index finger as Dan closed in on her nude, seated form. She continued stroking herself as she watched the trim, naked fuck toy approach. Lara was beginning to get the sense that submission wasn’t Dan’s natural leaning. That only turned her on more.

“On your knees.”

Dan lowered himself down gently between her legs. He knelt at the foot of her seat, looking up at the impossibly large club of meat standing at attention before him. He had no idea how he was going to handle that monster.

Lara didn’t give him long to think about it. She brought the tip of her fat, fleshy weapon to his waiting lips. The lustful Domina reached forward with both hands and seized the back of his head. She pulled forward gently and Dan’s lips parted. Her hot, pulsing member plunged into his oral cavity and ran down the length of his tongue.