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An image commissioned to go along with my 2K Watcher Story. Read the story here: [2000 Watchers] Lara's Final Tomb,Lara kept a tight grip on her rope as she lowered herself down through the hole in the floor. She was in the middle of searching through the labyrinthine tunnels of her most recent tomb. As she held the rope in one hand, she gripped her flashlight in the other, using it to illuminate the ground beneath her. Once she was close enough to the floor, she let go and landed on her feet.The room she was in was dark, as to be expected for somewhere so deep underground. The beam from her flashlight was the only light in the room. Moving it around, it only showed her ancient Meso-American carvings lining the walls, until it eventually found a large door, on the center of which was the image of a woman’s face. Lara’s lips curled into a smirk. This was it. This was what she had come here for.Lara had trekked by herself through the Amazon rainforest for several weeks, fought her way through a local warlord’s army patrols, and descended through the 5 or 6 levels of this massive underground complex, all to find this exact doorway. Behind it lay the mythical tomb of Queen Rammat, the monarch who had ruled over the ancient civilization that once occupied these lands. Lara had studied all the information she could find about this civilization, of which there was surprisingly little. Their existence was shrouded in mystery, as because of how difficult reaching their old cities and religious sites were, not many people went through the effort of studying them. From what Lara could find out about them, they were very adept at working with leather, using it to make their clothing. According to some rumors, their craftsmanship was so ahead of its time that they invented the zipper centuries before modern society did. They were also very religious. Queen Rammat hadn’t just been worshiped as a queen, but as a living god, much like the Egyptian pharaohs of old. Apparently, she had been capable of performing miracles and great feats of magic, but Lara dismissed those stories as nonsense. Tales like that were dime a dozen in her line of work. What was actually unique about her was that the queen was reported as taking only female lovers against the wishes of her advisors. Unfortunately for her, this decision ended in her downfall. Despite her status as a living god, the queen was still expected to produce an heir to one day rule the kingdom, and because she wouldn’t, she was deposed and a new ruler was installed. However, due to her status as a living god, no one would dare hurt her, so instead, the queen was sealed away in her tomb, left to die with her most valuable treasures.But that was over a thousand years ago. Since then, the civilization had crumbled. But Lara had a good feeling the treasures still remained. And she was very interested in getting her hands on some of them.Lara walked up to the door and forced it open. It was surprisingly easy. Lara didn’t know if she should be on the lookout for traps or if the builders of this place had figured no one would be able to reach this far into the tomb.With the door open, Lara stepped inside, taking a breath of stale air that had been sitting undisturbed for over a thousand years. She waved her flashlight around to get a look at the place. Much to her surprise, the room was much larger compared to the one she just left, as well as having a completely different design than what she expected. The tomb had been standard Meso-American architecture up until now, but the walls in this room were made of a black stone that shone whenever her light touched it. The walls were also barren, no murals, no carvings, nothing, almost like the room was unfinished. The only thing lining them were what looked to be the backs of several large sarcophagi, all made of the same material. Much like the walls, they weren’t decorated at all. Knowing what she did about this civilization, they were probably meant to hold the queen’s servants, so that they could continue to serve her in the afterlife, but Rammat had been denied that comfort as part of her punishment.Lara expected more, to be honest. The black stone was a nice touch, but it didn’t feel like the tomb of a god queen.In the center of the room stood a sarcophagus made of the same black stone. It was decorated like a human, or more precisely a woman, considering what were clearly breasts on the front. Lara guessed that it held Queen Rammat’s body. In the center of the sarcophagus’s chest, just above the “cleavage”, was a bright red stone that immediately grabbed Lara’s attention. This must have been one of the treasures she had heard so much about.As she walked over to the sarcophagus, still careful of any hidden traps, Lara started to shiver. The Amazon rainforest may have been one of the hottest and humidest places on Earth, but this deep below ground, the temperature dropped enough that she wished she had worn a jacket instead of her standard adventuring attire. Her comfort could wait though. There was something more important right in front of her.The floor of the room was smooth and level, making it easy to look out for traps. She passed the flashlight’s beam over the ground between her and the sarcophagus. There weren’t any. Just as expected. Lara had encountered a few traps on the upper levels of the tomb, but the lower she got and the more puzzles she solved to descend even deeper, the less resistance this place gave her. Finding the coast clear, Lara walked up to the sarcophagus.The black stone sarcophagus was unlike anything Lara had seen before. Looking at it up close, Lara could see just how life-like its appearance was. She guessed that it was an accurate representation of how Queen Rammat looked at the end of her reign. With how little wind was down here, she doubted that time or the elements had worn away any details. Examining the face, she was taken in by Rammat’s beauty. It reminded her of the famous Bust of Nefertiti, a beautiful, ancient queen passing down her appearance to the modern day. There didn’t appear to be a single sign of aging on her face. The queen must have been young, in her early thirties at the absolute latest, when she was buried alive. The sarcophagus might have been a work of art, but there was no way Lara would be able to get it out of the tomb and back to civilization, even if she had a team of people helping her. Unfortunately for the long-dead queen, Lara would have to make do with the jewel instead.Reaching out, she touched the jewel, and the second she did, the lid of the sarcophagus fell forward, crashing to the ground. Lara quickly dodged to the side to avoid being crushed. As the lid hit the floor, the door Lara had entered through slammed shut behind her.“Well, looks like there were still some traps here after all,” she muttered to herself, before letting out a sigh. “I guess I’ll have to add ‘find a way out of here’ to my to-do list. But first, may as well see what this tomb was hiding.”Stepping back in front of the sarcophagus, Lara shined her light inside to see its contents. To her surprise, there wasn’t a skeleton, or any other sort of body, in there. The coffin was completely empty.No, not completely. There was something at the bottom. Something black.Leaning in to examine it closer, she found that it looked to be made of leather. The way it shone in the beam of her flashlight suggested it was well-oiled, much like the way a modern leather boot was. Carefully, she reached inside and picked it up.It was a long garment, intended to cover its wearer completely from the neck down. Lara was amazed at how remarkably well-preserved it was. After a thousand years, it wasn’t just still intact, but looked as though it was made yesterday. But that wasn’t the only thing that amazed Lara. The craftsmanship was incredible. It didn’t look like something made by an ancient civilization. In fact, it almost looked… modern. It had metal buckles all over it, rust-free and shiny, and a zipper at its back. It seemed the rumors about this civilization were true.Examining it further, the garment appeared to be some kind of restraint suit. The sleeves ended in tight leather mittens with a leather strap emerging from each end. No doubt they were meant to connect together behind the wearer’s back and force their arms into a tight self-hug. It reminded her of the straitjackets old asylums used to use, and fascinated her as she contemplated how the same idea could appear hundreds of years apart on two separate continents. However, this restraint was much more extreme than those old straitjackets. Thick leather straps hung from the jacket in multiple places around the chest and arms. Just by looking at them and their corresponding buckles, Lara got the sense that they were for further immobilizing the wearer and preventing them from moving their arms. The lower half of the suit was just as extreme. The legs of the pants ended in built-in leather socks and, though she couldn’t see any straps, the belt loops there told her that the legs were supposed to be similarly restrained.No doubt, the straitsuit had been used to bind the queen. It must have been horrible for Rammat, ending her life in what was essentially a piece of modern-day fetish gear.“Well, there doesn’t seem to be anything else here,” Lara remarked. “Time to find a way out of this place then.” She let go of the restraint, intending to drop it to the ground.But that’s not what happened.The leather suit clung to her instead, like it was glued to her skin.“Wh-What the hell?” she exclaimed, falling backward as she tried letting go of the straitjacket. She landed on her back, grunting as she hit the ground. “How do I get this damn thing off me?”As she struggled against the leather suit, she heard a voice come out of nowhere. “So, you are the one who dared to enter my tomb?” It was young and female, and sounded like it was coming from behind her.For a few seconds, Lara had no idea what was going on, before her mind jumped to the most likely explanation: she had been followed by a rival explorer. Lara’s exploits were well-known enough that she could believe an up-and-coming adventurer would tail the legendary Tomb Raider’s movements, lurking in the shadows so she could take credit for Lara’s newest discovery. It didn’t explain why the leather suit was stuck to her body, but that didn’t stop her from going with it anyway.Unfortunately, as Lara would soon find out, the truth was far, far worse.All of a sudden, the leather suit stopped clinging to her. Lara used the opportunity and reached for her twin pistols as she turned herself around to face the voice. No doubt, anyone trying to ambush her and claim her discovery would be armed. “And who might you… be…” she trailed off. There was no one there.Lara looked all around her, but couldn’t find anyone. The room was completely empty save for her and the sarcophagi.“What was that?” she asked herself.That’s when she heard the sound of a zipper. Turning back to the sarcophagus, Lara saw the restraint suit opening itself up on its own. A sense of danger suddenly rushed over her and she felt the urge to immediately leave this place. But before she could try to escape, the leather suit rose off the ground and pounced at her, the two sides of the open zipper like metal jaws trying to tear into her. Lara tried to dodge, but it was no use. The suit changed direction midair, adjusting itself to her movements. It landed on her, knocking Lara’s pistols out her hands and sending them skidding across the floor. Lara felt the suit start forcing itself onto her, like the leather was trying to consume her. First, the sleeves slipped themselves over her arms, until she found her hands trapped in the leather mittens at the end. Two small straps, one around each wrist, tightened on their own, making sure they would stay there. As she struggled to remove her arms from the jacket’s sleeves, the leggins began to envelope her lower half. Whenever the interior of the leather suit touched any part of her clothing, the fabric seemed to instantly melt away, like the suit was eating it. As the pants made their way up Lara’s legs, she felt her boots and socks disappear, then her shorts, then finally, her panties. Her face went red for the split-second she felt the cold air touching her exposed crotch, before the pants finally reached her waist and the sensation was replaced by the feeling of warm leather as the suit hugged itself tight against her body. Invisible hands seemed to tug the upper half of the straitjacket over Lara’s shoulders, so that the zipper could close itself behind her back. In the process, the suit claimed the rest of her clothing, leaving Lara completely nude underneath the leather of the straitjacket. The metal jaws shut themselves behind her. Lara tried to reach back, do anything to stop the zipper on its journey, but the jacket had a mind of its own, and forced her arms to remain out front. As soon as the zipper reached the top of her neck, it disappeared, fading into the jacket to leave Lara trapped in a restraint with no exit.However, the suit wasn’t done with her just yet. Lara felt the invisible force grab her arms and start pulling them behind her. Each one was carefully threaded through a leather loop at the front of the jacket, before the two sleeves were connected behind her back and the belt making up that loop was tightened, pinning the archeologist’s arms to her chest. Then, the jacket moved on to the rest of the straps. Lara could still struggle a bit and even walk, since, aside from being covered in skintight leather, her legs were unbound.But that would all change very quickly. The straps on the upper half of the jacket pulled themselves tight. Lara’s arms, which were already pressed hard against her chest, were immobilized even further. She could barely move any of them an inch now. Thick leather straps flew out from inside the sarcophagus, and fed themselves through the belt loops on her legs as they coiled around her lower half. There were 3 in total. One strap wrapped itself around her thighs, the next her calves, and the final one her ankles. They pulled themselves tight in unison, forcing Lara’s legs together into a single limb. If she wasn’t already on the floor, she likely would have fallen over.Finished securing its occupant, the jacket seemed to leave Lara alone after that. For a few moments, she wriggled around futily on the floor, like a pathetic leather worm.“Dammit!” she cursed. “How… The hell… Do I… Get out of this thing?”“There is no escape. Believe me, I know from experience.”It was that voice again. It sounded like it was right behind her… but Lara was on her back, on the ground. Where was it coming from then?“Urgh, where the hell are you?” she asked.“Everywhere,” the voice answered.“What is that supposed to mean?”“Silence! You speak too much.”Suddenly, Lara saw something black flying in the air toward her. It moved so fast that it was only a blur. She opened her mouth to scream, but felt something force her jaw wide open instead, pushing the cry back down her throat. Tasting rubber and getting the sudden urge to gag, Lara glanced down to see what this new thing attacking her was. What she saw surprised her. It was a leather muzzle gag, pushing itself against her face. There was a large and long rubber insert on the inside, which was now mostly in her mouth, and Lara blushed as she recognized the shape it was trying to mimic. Even though Lara tried to struggle and shake it off, there was nothing she could do as the straps attached to the gag wrapped themselves around her head and pulled themselves tight, forcing the insert deeper into her mouth so that the end was sitting part way down her throat. Whatever sounds she could still make came out muffled.“There, that’s a lot better,” the voice remarked. “Now, I shall explain to you who I am, mortal. In my time, I was known as Rammat, God Queen of the Heavenly Kingdom. I once ruled over these lands, but that was a very long time ago.”Lara’s eyes widened. This voice belonged to Queen Rammat. Impossible! She died thousands of years ago. “Hrrmmmm?” she asked.“I told you to remain silent!” Rammat yelled. “I suppose that gag isn’t enough for that big mouth of yours. Allow me to amend that.”A strip of cloth burst out of the sarcophagus, heading toward Lara’s face. Lara closed her eyes, bracing for it to hit her, but instead, one end of the strip attached itself to the front of her muzzle as the other started winding its way around her head. It made several passes over the bottom half of her face, further muting any noise she could make. After it finished, the room stood silent for a few seconds, as though the voice wanted to see how well the gag actually worked. Unfortunately for Lara, the answer was ‘very well’, as she could barely make a sound.“Interrupt me again, mortal, and you will be punished even further. Do not test me,” it warned.Lara decided to stay quiet, though it wasn’t like she had much of a choice.“Hmmm… It seems you know of me in part, mortal,” the voice claiming to belong to the long-dead Queen Rammat began. “Allow me to explain what happened to me. How I am alive, or at least, something like it, after all this time. As I was saying, a long time ago, I ruled over this land as queen, but my kingdom wanted me to produce an heir. For a time, I defied them, choosing to only keep the company of women. I was young then, and I did not understand that even though my kingdom accepted my love of fellow women, there was still the expectation that my bloodline continue, as all godly bloodlines should. When I did not, they punished me by locking me away in the very bondage you are trapped in now, before they placed me in that sarcophagus and buried me alive in this dark tomb. It was… horrible. Being trapped in total isolation, unable to move as my body was wracked by hunger and thirst. At first, I tried to struggle and scream for help, but there was nothing I could do. My restraints were inescapable. There were too many and each layer was so heavy that I was doomed. My kingdom had thrown me away, crowning a successor as I wasted away deep in this cell. None of them would dare harm me, even the god who succeeded me, so instead, they left me here to die. All alone. Trapped in my tomb. Locked away in a sarcophagus. With only my screams for company.”Queen Rammat stopped for a few seconds, allowing the horror of the image to sink into Lara’s mind. “However, I had other plans. I refused to give into death,” she eventually continued. “I had always been well-versed in magic, so despite my heavy bondage, I was able to cast a spell to save my soul at the cost of my physical body. My intention had been to possess this entire tomb and destroy it to make my people pay for what they had done to me, but the priests anticipated my actions. After all, they were the ones who trained me in magic and they knew very well what I was capable of. This room had been specially designed to contain any spells within it, so instead of possessing the whole tomb, my soul was only able to take control of the objects in here, such as my leather restraints. My power does not extend outside the boundaries of this room and since I sacrificed my body, I am no longer able to die. So, even in death, I remain trapped here. Believe me, the past thousand years have been a very lonely existence…”“...But then you came along.”Lara thought she heard a grin appear in the queen’s voice. The sound of her smile sent shivers down Lara’s spine. “I never thought I would be so grateful for a lowly tomb robber,” Queen Rammat told Lara. “Especially one as beautiful and sexy as you.” Lara involuntarily blushed at the compliment. “In my time, stealing from the grave of a living god would have been punishable by death, but don’t worry, I have something much better in store for you, thief. It’s time to get you prepared for your final resting place.”Lara saw movement coming from inside the sarcophagus and screamed. She tried wriggling across the floor to get away from whatever was coming next. The queen just laughed, more amused by her attempts to struggle than anything. With the door sealed shut, there was no way Lara was getting out.The first item to come out was a black leather hood. It sped toward her, before suddenly stopping, hovering in midair as if being held up in front of her by an invisible hand. Looking at it, Lara realized that it would cover her face completely. There were no holes for her eyes.“But first, allow me to explain what will happen to you,” the queen told her. “I want you to understand the severity of your trespass and of your coming punishment. After all, with this hood on, you won’t be able to see it for yourself.” Lara squirmed, still desperately trying to get away, only for her leather straitsuit to suddenly firm up and keep her still. She tried fighting back, but it was like a number of strong hands were grabbing and holding her. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t budge more than an inch, and whatever progress she made was quickly undone as they forced her back into her original position.“Ah… and feisty too! I’m liking you more and more… even if you came here to desecrate my tomb,” the queen commented. “Don’t worry, you will have lots of time to think about that mistake where you’re going. As punishment for your crime, you will spend the rest of time in the same bondage I myself had to endure. The restraint you currently wear is enchanted with magic. While you are bound inside it, you will no longer need food, water, or air to survive. Nor will you ever age or die. You will be spending eternity in that suit.”Lara froze up. Even if the straitsuit weren’t holding her tight, she wouldn’t have been able to struggle, paralyzed by horror at the thought of being trapped like this for all of time. “It seems you are beginning to understand. It pleases me to know that you will regret your actions. But that isn’t even the best part,” she announced. “This layer is only the beginning, you see. There is much, much more to come. I won’t spoil the surprise, but by the end of the process, I suspect you won’t be able to move an inch… just as I couldn’t. Nor will you be able to hear or see. There is only total isolation in your future.”Lara grew even more terrified. Not only would she be bound forever, but she would be totally immobilized and isolated as well. This was feeling more and more like a nightmare, one she desperately wanted to wake up from.“You will never escape, nor will you ever die. You will be mine… forever. Now, it’s about time we begin.”At that, Lara shrieked. As if on cue, another strip of cloth shot out of the coffin, heading for her face. It wrapped over her forehead and under her chin, hiding her dark brown hair away. When it was done, the only part of Lara’s face left visible was a small hole for both her eyes to see through. It was to allow her to watch the leather hood as it slowly approached. Lara tried shaking her head, anything to prevent the queen from taking her sight. But her efforts were futile. There was nothing she could do to stop what was about to happen. The hood was pulled over her head. Lara could no longer see and, once the hood adjusted itself to align the heavy padding on the inside with her ears, she could no longer hear as well. Once it was in place, the hood fused with the collar of her straitjacket, encasing Lara in a single piece of unbroken leather. She was unrecognizable now. Not a single patch of skin was showing. From head to toe, she was completely encased in leather. Nobody looking at the mass of bondage lying on the ground would have been able to guess that underneath all that leather was Lara Croft, famed archeologist and heir to the Croft fortune.The queen wasn’t done with her prey just yet, though. Multiple strips of cloth emerged from the sarcophagus like vines. They wrapped themselves around Lara’s leather-clad ankles and waist, before yanking her into an upright position. A muted “Hmph?” barely escaped from underneath Lara’s gag as she realized she was now hovering in the air. Inside her bondage, Lara wondered what was about to happen to her. She wouldn’t have to wait long to find out.The strips of cloth began mummifying her. Starting with her feet, they worked their way up, wrapping every single inch of her in bandages. The queen’s magic made the wrapping efficient. No matter how much Lara thrashed in her leather prison, the strips of cloth seemed to instantly adapt, leaving no gaps in her mummification. Each wrap around her body was perfectly aligned with the one below it, and pulled tight enough that Lara could feel them even though the layer of thick leather. Soon enough, the wrapping had reached her knees, then her waist. As more and more of her body was covered in bandages, Lara struggled harder and harder. Even without her sight and hearing, she could still feel what little ability to move she had left being taken from her by… whatever Queen Rammat was doing to her now. In fact, because she didn’t have those 2 senses anymore, the feeling of the bandages crushing her body was intensified. Tears began to form in Lara’s eyes as she tried to wake herself up from this horrible dream. But no relief came to her as the cloth continued to wrap her. Eventually, the wrapping went up to her breasts, then her shoulders, then finally her head as the last bit of black leather was hidden by the white cloth. Lara was now completely mummified. Nothing could be seen of her previous layer, the outline of her arms against her chest being the only indication of the bondage underneath. Even with the extra layer restricting her, the curves of Lara’s magnificent bust and ass could still be discerned underneath the bandages. Also, although her ability to struggle had lessened, she still had that ability. That was why, even after mummifying her from head to toe, the bandages didn’t stop wrapping her. Her head was covered in more cloth, before they wrapped her down to her feet, adding another full layer to her bondage. After reaching their destination, they traveled back up her body before finishing, leaving Lara mummified in 3 layers of thick cloth bandages. With each layer, Lara’s struggles became harder to make out. Her fierce thrashing and kicking was reduced to pathetic twitches and squirms.With her mummification done, Lara was set back down on the ground standing up. For a few seconds, nothing seemed to happen. Lara wondered if the queen was finally done with her, considering that she could barely move right now. However, unfortunately for her, there was still more to come before her bondage would be considered complete. Lara couldn’t feel it, with the layers of bandages and leather protecting her, but the black stone ceiling above her had begun to shift, the once-shiny rock becoming dull as it seemed to melt. Droplets of liquid rubber fell onto the floor and began crawling toward Lara, as though the rubber had a mind of its own. Whenever two of them collided, they would merge together into a bigger droplet. It eventually got to the point where Lara was surrounded by a single large puddle of liquid rubber. She, of course, had no idea this was happening, but she was about to find out. The puddle closed in on her. Her soles had already been soaked in the liquid rubber, so there was only one direction for it to go.Up.Slowly, her feet were covered, then her legs, then her stomach, then her breasts, the rubber seemingly climbing up her body. The advance stopped once it reached her neck and the liquid rubber began to dry. Inside her isolation, Lara at first felt nothing, but as the rubber slowly hardened around her, she felt her body being squeezed in all directions from the neck down. It was only a mild squeeze, but with her heightened sense of touch, she immediately noticed it. Lara could barely move, so the thought of losing what tiny freedom she had left terrified her. She let out an agonized scream that came out as more of a whimper as a large droplet of liquid rubber fell onto her head, coating the rest of her bandages in the resin. Her screams intensified as the rubber around her head dried, but as they became more and more furious, the hard rubber silenced them further and further. Eventually, Lara could barely make a sound.As the cloth tendrils once again grabbed her, the last item of her bondage rose up from inside the sarcophagus and began unzipping itself. It was a black leather sleepsack with a built-in hood to cover Lara’s entire bound form. As the open sleepsack floated toward her, the strips helped set her inside it. Once it had tugged itself into place over Lara’s body, an invisible hand started pulling the sack’s zipper up. Lara felt the tightness of her restraints slowly increase as the zipper was pulled up to her forehead. Much like the one on her straitsuit, once the zipper reached its final destination, it disappeared, fusing the leather together permanently. Inside the sack, the outermost layer of rubber softened, melting into a glue that would make removing Lara impossible before once again hardening. With Lara now secured inside, straps all over the sleepsack began pulling themselves tight. At this point, Lara was so heavily encased that she barely felt any pressure as each one was tightened, even though the supernatural force doing so was pulling them tighter than any human being possibly could, so tight that were it not for the other magic-infused restraints protecting Lara, her body would have probably been crushed.Trapped in a full-body leather straitsuit, gagged and hooded, mummified in 3 layers of heavy cloth bandages, fully coated in liquid rubber resin, and bound in a leather sleepsack, Lara’s bondage was finally complete. It was cruel, yes, but it was what the priests had forced the queen to endure so long ago. Now, she only needed to be moved to her final resting place. The cloth tendrils lifted Lara up and brought her over to one of the empty sarcophagi lining the walls. A filthy graverobber like her didn’t deserve to rest in a sarcophagus that once held a queen, after all. Besides, these sarcophagi had been meant to hold Rammat’s lovers and servants, so that they could accompany her to the afterlife. It seemed, after thousands of years spent empty, they were finally about to serve their purpose.The cloth set her gently inside, before pulling away as the lid of the sarcophagus began to materialize out of thin air in front of her. With how heavily bound Lara was, there was no chance of her tipping herself over and falling out of her tomb before her final resting place was complete. At first, the lid was featureless. But slowly, details began appearing on its surface. Its appearance morphed and changed, until the face on the front of the sarcophagus was the perfect likeness of the prisoner trapped within, with her eyes open and a small, calm smile sitting on her face.In essence, a perfect death mask.With the lid complete, it connected itself to the back half of the sarcophagus, fusing together into a single piece of unbreakable black stone that would contain Lara for all eternity. With their work done, the cloth tendrils returned to the darkness of Rammat’s sarcophagus, the lid rising up and shutting itself behind them. The locking mechanism for the door was released, allowing any future adventurers to enter the tomb at their peril. Apart from a single occupied sarcophagus, and two pistols lying on the floor, everything was as it had been when Lara entered the tomb.Undisturbed. Dark and silent.-----Even though the tomb may have been silent, Lara sure as hell wasn’t. She screamed and screamed inside her sarcophagus, ignoring the phallic gag inside her mouth, until her throat was raw. Only then did she quiet down and try to make sense of her situation.She thought about her hopes of rescue. Calling them slim was being generous. Only a few people knew she was even headed to the Amazon in the first place, and absolutely none of those people knew she had found the lost civilization she had been searching for. With how difficult it had been for her, archeologist extraordinaire, to find this place, there was next to no chance any of them would do so. And that was if they didn’t just assume she died from some other cause, her body lost somewhere in the world’s largest rainforest like a needle in a haystack.There was almost no chance of anyone stumbling upon her either. The temple was far from modern civilization, so deep in the jungle that it didn’t make sense for anyone to just visit there. Not even the local tribes came near this place. And even on the very slim chance someone did, they probably weren’t going to enter a dark, abandoned tomb and reach its lower level.And if they did, considering what happened to her, it was more likely that Rammat would gain another mummy than Lara getting her freedom.As for figuring a way out on her own, her chances were even less. Lara could barely move. She had a feeling that Queen Rammat had been telling the truth when she said that her bondage was inescapable. Her restraints were far too tight and way too heavy for her to ever escape on her own. She also doubted the queen had lied about their magical properties. Meaning that not even death would grant her the release she so desperately desired.In other words, she was completely fucked. Every way she looked at it, her life was over, and the only thing awaiting her was an eternity of bondage and isolation.Lara didn’t know how long she had spent trapped before the tears started to well up in her eyes. It didn’t feel like a long time, but who knew? She certainly didn’t. Time meant nothing to her in the darkness that was now her universe. Had it been a day since she was locked away, or a year, or century, or just a couple minutes? And did it even matter, considering she was now immortal? Her mind was desperate for answers that it would never receive.Her confident demeanor slowly but surely shattered. Being completely immobilized and unable to see, hear, smell, or touch anything terrified her more than any of the ancient monsters she had encountered before. Trapped and all alone, she was more scared than she had ever been before in her life. That was, until she suddenly heard a voice speak up behind her.“Well, it looks like it’s still going to take some time for you to get used to your new life,” the sultry voice told her. “But don’t worry, slave, you have all the time in the world to adjust.”“Hhh?”Lara briefly wondered if she was hallucinating, before she recognized the voice of Queen Rammat. It seemed that however much time had passed, it wasn’t long enough for her to go insane. Hearing the queen’s voice was almost relieving. Like a buoy bobbing up and down in the middle of the ocean, Lara felt her mind latching onto it and clutching it tight. “Oh, was I interrupting something?” the queen asked, before chuckling darkly. “Well, as much as I enjoy your sorrow, I have other, more pressing needs that you can help me fulfill. You see, being trapped in this place for millenia gets very, very lonely.” Her voice grew closer, almost as though she was whispering directly into Lara’s ear. Despite how ridiculous the thought of it was, Lara could have sworn she felt the queen’s breath against her face. “In life, I had so many servants I could do whatever I pleased with. In death, it seems I only have you.”Lara felt what felt like arms wrap around her shoulders and she once again wondered if she had truly lost it.“You see, I have complete control over your restraints, every single layer, which allows me to manipulate your restraint suit as I see fit,” the queen explained. “I can harden or tighten the leather to increase the pressure you feel at even the tiniest point. Which means I can do this.”Lara felt a pair of hands suddenly grab her breasts and squeeze them tight. The bound archeologist squealed.“Oh my, what a lovely sound that was,” the queen purred. “It has been so long since I’ve heard anything like it. You know, I never would expect a dirty tomb robber like you to have such a sexy body. I mean, look at the size of these things.” She gave Lara’s breasts another squeeze, as if to emphasize her point, before turning her attention to the rest of the prisoner’s body. Lara felt the hands run down her stomach before heading her to her rear, where they proceeded to examine the shape of her ass. “Back here isn’t bad either,” the queen commented, before giving a hard smack to Lara’s right butt cheek. Lara groaned, both from the slap and the perverted “compliments” the queen was sending her way. “Oh, how I’ve missed having someone to play with. Spending centuries alone works up quite the sexual appetite, and you’re just the snack I’ve been waiting for. With how many tombs you must have raided over the course of your life, it’s about time that a tomb raided you for a change.”One hand moved out front and started playing with her crotch, as the other went up to resume groping her breasts. The queen’s fingers traced small circles on her nether regions, sending jolts of pleasure up Lara’s spine. She felt two soft orbs press into her back along with what felt like the queen’s hips grinding against her rear. The intensity of Rammat’s touch was increased dramatically by the lack of any other sense. Lara felt a warm feeling start to grow inside her, the fondling of her breasts adding even more fuel to the fire.Slowly, Lara felt herself losing control.Slowly, the queen tugged her closer and closer to the edge.Lara tried to struggle and fight off the incessant assault, but she was completely immobilized. There was nothing she could do but let the queen have her way with her. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to hold back tears of humiliation as the groping and fondling continued. Her heart started beating faster and her breathing quickened, almost like her body was anticipating the coming climax even if her mind wasn’t. She felt the queen’s hand grab her crotch tight and suddenly pull up.At first, Lara didn’t make a sound.Then she squealed.And then that squeal turned into a scream of absolute pleasure as she fell over the edge. The wave of stimulation and ecstasy that hit her mind was like nothing she had ever experienced before. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she drenched the leather around her crotch. She had no idea it was possible for something to feel this good. The queen removed her fingers from inside Lara as she let her captive come down from the heights of her orgasm.“Ooooh, that was nice,” she moaned. “Even I felt that. It’s good to see that, even after all these years, I still haven’t lost my touch. Don’t worry about the mess you’ve made, your suit has already taken care of it.”For her part, Lara didn’t know how to feel. Her mind was still recovering after nearly drowning in pleasure. She struggled to even understand the queen’s words.Eventually, the cinders of her climax died out and she could think clearly again. As she realized what had just happened to her, that she came as the spirit of a long-dead queen molested her, she felt her insides gripped by shame and despair. She was an archeologist, not some leather sex toy! She was better than this!At that point, Lara wanted nothing more than for Queen Rammat to leave her alone, even if the thought of endless isolation terrified her. So long as she kept some dignity, it would be worth it.“Oh we are nowhere near close to being done, slave,” the queen interrupted, almost as if she sensed Lara’s thoughts. “There’s nothing else in this tomb for me to entertain myself with, so I’m going to spend most of my time playing with that sexy body of yours. Maybe I’ll give you a break every couple hundred orgasms or so? I’m sure there’s some fun in letting you ‘enjoy’ long periods of total isolation. I’ll make you desperate for the sound of my voice and the pleasure of my abuse. But even if you can earn yourself some rest, that doesn’t mean you exist to be anything but my sex toy. Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll grow to love it… eventually. After all, we do have an eternity to spend together.”Lara screamed in protest as the queen began fondling her once again. Unfortunately, it seemed god queens weren’t the kind of people who cared about the opinions of their servants. Despite her best efforts and plenty of muffled shouts, the touching eventually pushed her to another orgasm.Then another.And another.-----After her disappearance, Lara was presumed dead. With no heirs, it was assumed the Croft bloodline had come to an end. Over time, people forgot about the family and its final member. The name Lara Croft became a relic, no different from the kind she used to search for, only mentioned deep within the pages of dusty old history books. And eventually, even the ink in those books would fade, and Lara’s existence would be entirely lost to time. But deep in the Amazon jungle, far below the forest floor, in the lowest level of a dark tomb, Lara remains. Her sarcophagus has sat motionless and undisturbed for years untold, and it will stay that way until the very end of time.Lara’s name may have been forgotten, but her story wasn’t. On the sides of her sarcophagus, written in the language of the old civilization, was the tale of a cocky tomb raider who once attempted to rob the grave of a great queen.And who was punished by being forced to serve the very queen whose grave she sought to disturb for all eternity.

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An image commissioned to go along with my 2K Watcher Story. Read the story here: [2000 Watchers] Lara's Final Tomb,Lara kept a tight grip on her rope as she lowered herself down through the hole in the floor. She was in the middle of searching through the labyrinthine tunnels of her most recent tomb. As she held the rope in one hand, she gripped her flashlight in the other, using it to illuminate the ground beneath her. Once she was close enough to the floor, she let go and landed on her feet.The room she was in was dark, as to be expected for somewhere so deep underground. The beam from her flashlight was the only light in the room. Moving it around, it only showed her ancient Meso-American carvings lining the walls, until it eventually found a large door, on the center of which was the image of a woman’s face. Lara’s lips curled into a smirk. This was it. This was what she had come here for.Lara had trekked by herself through the Amazon rainforest for several weeks, fought her way through a local warlord’s army patrols, and descended through the 5 or 6 levels of this massive underground complex, all to find this exact doorway. Behind it lay the mythical tomb of Queen Rammat, the monarch who had ruled over the ancient civilization that once occupied these lands. Lara had studied all the information she could find about this civilization, of which there was surprisingly little. Their existence was shrouded in mystery, as because of how difficult reaching their old cities and religious sites were, not many people went through the effort of studying them. From what Lara could find out about them, they were very adept at working with leather, using it to make their clothing. According to some rumors, their craftsmanship was so ahead of its time that they invented the zipper centuries before modern society did. They were also very religious. Queen Rammat hadn’t just been worshiped as a queen, but as a living god, much like the Egyptian pharaohs of old. Apparently, she had been capable of performing miracles and great feats of magic, but Lara dismissed those stories as nonsense. Tales like that were dime a dozen in her line of work. What was actually unique about her was that the queen was reported as taking only female lovers against the wishes of her advisors. Unfortunately for her, this decision ended in her downfall. Despite her status as a living god, the queen was still expected to produce an heir to one day rule the kingdom, and because she wouldn’t, she was deposed and a new ruler was installed. However, due to her status as a living god, no one would dare hurt her, so instead, the queen was sealed away in her tomb, left to die with her most valuable treasures.But that was over a thousand years ago. Since then, the civilization had crumbled. But Lara had a good feeling the treasures still remained. And she was very interested in getting her hands on some of them.Lara walked up to the door and forced it open. It was surprisingly easy. Lara didn’t know if she should be on the lookout for traps or if the builders of this place had figured no one would be able to reach this far into the tomb.With the door open, Lara stepped inside, taking a breath of stale air that had been sitting undisturbed for over a thousand years. She waved her flashlight around to get a look at the place. Much to her surprise, the room was much larger compared to the one she just left, as well as having a completely different design than what she expected. The tomb had been standard Meso-American architecture up until now, but the walls in this room were made of a black stone that shone whenever her light touched it. The walls were also barren, no murals, no carvings, nothing, almost like the room was unfinished. The only thing lining them were what looked to be the backs of several large sarcophagi, all made of the same material. Much like the walls, they weren’t decorated at all. Knowing what she did about this civilization, they were probably meant to hold the queen’s servants, so that they could continue to serve her in the afterlife, but Rammat had been denied that comfort as part of her punishment.Lara expected more, to be honest. The black stone was a nice touch, but it didn’t feel like the tomb of a god queen.In the center of the room stood a sarcophagus made of the same black stone. It was decorated like a human, or more precisely a woman, considering what were clearly breasts on the front. Lara guessed that it held Queen Rammat’s body. In the center of the sarcophagus’s chest, just above the “cleavage”, was a bright red stone that immediately grabbed Lara’s attention. This must have been one of the treasures she had heard so much about.As she walked over to the sarcophagus, still careful of any hidden traps, Lara started to shiver. The Amazon rainforest may have been one of the hottest and humidest places on Earth, but this deep below ground, the temperature dropped enough that she wished she had worn a jacket instead of her standard adventuring attire. Her comfort could wait though. There was something more important right in front of her.The floor of the room was smooth and level, making it easy to look out for traps. She passed the flashlight’s beam over the ground between her and the sarcophagus. There weren’t any. Just as expected. Lara had encountered a few traps on the upper levels of the tomb, but the lower she got and the more puzzles she solved to descend even deeper, the less resistance this place gave her. Finding the coast clear, Lara walked up to the sarcophagus.The black stone sarcophagus was unlike anything Lara had seen before. Looking at it up close, Lara could see just how life-like its appearance was. She guessed that it was an accurate representation of how Queen Rammat looked at the end of her reign. With how little wind was down here, she doubted that time or the elements had worn away any details. Examining the face, she was taken in by Rammat’s beauty. It reminded her of the famous Bust of Nefertiti, a beautiful, ancient queen passing down her appearance to the modern day. There didn’t appear to be a single sign of aging on her face. The queen must have been young, in her early thirties at the absolute latest, when she was buried alive. The sarcophagus might have been a work of art, but there was no way Lara would be able to get it out of the tomb and back to civilization, even if she had a team of people helping her. Unfortunately for the long-dead queen, Lara would have to make do with the jewel instead.Reaching out, she touched the jewel, and the second she did, the lid of the sarcophagus fell forward, crashing to the ground. Lara quickly dodged to the side to avoid being crushed. As the lid hit the floor, the door Lara had entered through slammed shut behind her.“Well, looks like there were still some traps here after all,” she muttered to herself, before letting out a sigh. “I guess I’ll have to add ‘find a way out of here’ to my to-do list. But first, may as well see what this tomb was hiding.”Stepping back in front of the sarcophagus, Lara shined her light inside to see its contents. To her surprise, there wasn’t a skeleton, or any other sort of body, in there. The coffin was completely empty.No, not completely. There was something at the bottom. Something black.Leaning in to examine it closer, she found that it looked to be made of leather. The way it shone in the beam of her flashlight suggested it was well-oiled, much like the way a modern leather boot was. Carefully, she reached inside and picked it up.It was a long garment, intended to cover its wearer completely from the neck down. Lara was amazed at how remarkably well-preserved it was. After a thousand years, it wasn’t just still intact, but looked as though it was made yesterday. But that wasn’t the only thing that amazed Lara. The craftsmanship was incredible. It didn’t look like something made by an ancient civilization. In fact, it almost looked… modern. It had metal buckles all over it, rust-free and shiny, and a zipper at its back. It seemed the rumors about this civilization were true.Examining it further, the garment appeared to be some kind of restraint suit. The sleeves ended in tight leather mittens with a leather strap emerging from each end. No doubt they were meant to connect together behind the wearer’s back and force their arms into a tight self-hug. It reminded her of the straitjackets old asylums used to use, and fascinated her as she contemplated how the same idea could appear hundreds of years apart on two separate continents. However, this restraint was much more extreme than those old straitjackets. Thick leather straps hung from the jacket in multiple places around the chest and arms. Just by looking at them and their corresponding buckles, Lara got the sense that they were for further immobilizing the wearer and preventing them from moving their arms. The lower half of the suit was just as extreme. The legs of the pants ended in built-in leather socks and, though she couldn’t see any straps, the belt loops there told her that the legs were supposed to be similarly restrained.No doubt, the straitsuit had been used to bind the queen. It must have been horrible for Rammat, ending her life in what was essentially a piece of modern-day fetish gear.“Well, there doesn’t seem to be anything else here,” Lara remarked. “Time to find a way out of this place then.” She let go of the restraint, intending to drop it to the ground.But that’s not what happened.The leather suit clung to her instead, like it was glued to her skin.“Wh-What the hell?” she exclaimed, falling backward as she tried letting go of the straitjacket. She landed on her back, grunting as she hit the ground. “How do I get this damn thing off me?”As she struggled against the leather suit, she heard a voice come out of nowhere. “So, you are the one who dared to enter my tomb?” It was young and female, and sounded like it was coming from behind her.For a few seconds, Lara had no idea what was going on, before her mind jumped to the most likely explanation: she had been followed by a rival explorer. Lara’s exploits were well-known enough that she could believe an up-and-coming adventurer would tail the legendary Tomb Raider’s movements, lurking in the shadows so she could take credit for Lara’s newest discovery. It didn’t explain why the leather suit was stuck to her body, but that didn’t stop her from going with it anyway.Unfortunately, as Lara would soon find out, the truth was far, far worse.All of a sudden, the leather suit stopped clinging to her. Lara used the opportunity and reached for her twin pistols as she turned herself around to face the voice. No doubt, anyone trying to ambush her and claim her discovery would be armed. “And who might you… be…” she trailed off. There was no one there.Lara looked all around her, but couldn’t find anyone. The room was completely empty save for her and the sarcophagi.“What was that?” she asked herself.That’s when she heard the sound of a zipper. Turning back to the sarcophagus, Lara saw the restraint suit opening itself up on its own. A sense of danger suddenly rushed over her and she felt the urge to immediately leave this place. But before she could try to escape, the leather suit rose off the ground and pounced at her, the two sides of the open zipper like metal jaws trying to tear into her. Lara tried to dodge, but it was no use. The suit changed direction midair, adjusting itself to her movements. It landed on her, knocking Lara’s pistols out her hands and sending them skidding across the floor. Lara felt the suit start forcing itself onto her, like the leather was trying to consume her. First, the sleeves slipped themselves over her arms, until she found her hands trapped in the leather mittens at the end. Two small straps, one around each wrist, tightened on their own, making sure they would stay there. As she struggled to remove her arms from the jacket’s sleeves, the leggins began to envelope her lower half. Whenever the interior of the leather suit touched any part of her clothing, the fabric seemed to instantly melt away, like the suit was eating it. As the pants made their way up Lara’s legs, she felt her boots and socks disappear, then her shorts, then finally, her panties. Her face went red for the split-second she felt the cold air touching her exposed crotch, before the pants finally reached her waist and the sensation was replaced by the feeling of warm leather as the suit hugged itself tight against her body. Invisible hands seemed to tug the upper half of the straitjacket over Lara’s shoulders, so that the zipper could close itself behind her back. In the process, the suit claimed the rest of her clothing, leaving Lara completely nude underneath the leather of the straitjacket. The metal jaws shut themselves behind her. Lara tried to reach back, do anything to stop the zipper on its journey, but the jacket had a mind of its own, and forced her arms to remain out front. As soon as the zipper reached the top of her neck, it disappeared, fading into the jacket to leave Lara trapped in a restraint with no exit.However, the suit wasn’t done with her just yet. Lara felt the invisible force grab her arms and start pulling them behind her. Each one was carefully threaded through a leather loop at the front of the jacket, before the two sleeves were connected behind her back and the belt making up that loop was tightened, pinning the archeologist’s arms to her chest. Then, the jacket moved on to the rest of the straps. Lara could still struggle a bit and even walk, since, aside from being covered in skintight leather, her legs were unbound.But that would all change very quickly. The straps on the upper half of the jacket pulled themselves tight. Lara’s arms, which were already pressed hard against her chest, were immobilized even further. She could barely move any of them an inch now. Thick leather straps flew out from inside the sarcophagus, and fed themselves through the belt loops on her legs as they coiled around her lower half. There were 3 in total. One strap wrapped itself around her thighs, the next her calves, and the final one her ankles. They pulled themselves tight in unison, forcing Lara’s legs together into a single limb. If she wasn’t already on the floor, she likely would have fallen over.Finished securing its occupant, the jacket seemed to leave Lara alone after that. For a few moments, she wriggled around futily on the floor, like a pathetic leather worm.“Dammit!” she cursed. “How… The hell… Do I… Get out of this thing?”“There is no escape. Believe me, I know from experience.”It was that voice again. It sounded like it was right behind her… but Lara was on her back, on the ground. Where was it coming from then?“Urgh, where the hell are you?” she asked.“Everywhere,” the voice answered.“What is that supposed to mean?”“Silence! You speak too much.”Suddenly, Lara saw something black flying in the air toward her. It moved so fast that it was only a blur. She opened her mouth to scream, but felt something force her jaw wide open instead, pushing the cry back down her throat. Tasting rubber and getting the sudden urge to gag, Lara glanced down to see what this new thing attacking her was. What she saw surprised her. It was a leather muzzle gag, pushing itself against her face. There was a large and long rubber insert on the inside, which was now mostly in her mouth, and Lara blushed as she recognized the shape it was trying to mimic. Even though Lara tried to struggle and shake it off, there was nothing she could do as the straps attached to the gag wrapped themselves around her head and pulled themselves tight, forcing the insert deeper into her mouth so that the end was sitting part way down her throat. Whatever sounds she could still make came out muffled.“There, that’s a lot better,” the voice remarked. “Now, I shall explain to you who I am, mortal. In my time, I was known as Rammat, God Queen of the Heavenly Kingdom. I once ruled over these lands, but that was a very long time ago.”Lara’s eyes widened. This voice belonged to Queen Rammat. Impossible! She died thousands of years ago. “Hrrmmmm?” she asked.“I told you to remain silent!” Rammat yelled. “I suppose that gag isn’t enough for that big mouth of yours. Allow me to amend that.”A strip of cloth burst out of the sarcophagus, heading toward Lara’s face. Lara closed her eyes, bracing for it to hit her, but instead, one end of the strip attached itself to the front of her muzzle as the other started winding its way around her head. It made several passes over the bottom half of her face, further muting any noise she could make. After it finished, the room stood silent for a few seconds, as though the voice wanted to see how well the gag actually worked. Unfortunately for Lara, the answer was ‘very well’, as she could barely make a sound.“Interrupt me again, mortal, and you will be punished even further. Do not test me,” it warned.Lara decided to stay quiet, though it wasn’t like she had much of a choice.“Hmmm… It seems you know of me in part, mortal,” the voice claiming to belong to the long-dead Queen Rammat began. “Allow me to explain what happened to me. How I am alive, or at least, something like it, after all this time. As I was saying, a long time ago, I ruled over this land as queen, but my kingdom wanted me to produce an heir. For a time, I defied them, choosing to only keep the company of women. I was young then, and I did not understand that even though my kingdom accepted my love of fellow women, there was still the expectation that my bloodline continue, as all godly bloodlines should. When I did not, they punished me by locking me away in the very bondage you are trapped in now, before they placed me in that sarcophagus and buried me alive in this dark tomb. It was… horrible. Being trapped in total isolation, unable to move as my body was wracked by hunger and thirst. At first, I tried to struggle and scream for help, but there was nothing I could do. My restraints were inescapable. There were too many and each layer was so heavy that I was doomed. My kingdom had thrown me away, crowning a successor as I wasted away deep in this cell. None of them would dare harm me, even the god who succeeded me, so instead, they left me here to die. All alone. Trapped in my tomb. Locked away in a sarcophagus. With only my screams for company.”Queen Rammat stopped for a few seconds, allowing the horror of the image to sink into Lara’s mind. “However, I had other plans. I refused to give into death,” she eventually continued. “I had always been well-versed in magic, so despite my heavy bondage, I was able to cast a spell to save my soul at the cost of my physical body. My intention had been to possess this entire tomb and destroy it to make my people pay for what they had done to me, but the priests anticipated my actions. After all, they were the ones who trained me in magic and they knew very well what I was capable of. This room had been specially designed to contain any spells within it, so instead of possessing the whole tomb, my soul was only able to take control of the objects in here, such as my leather restraints. My power does not extend outside the boundaries of this room and since I sacrificed my body, I am no longer able to die. So, even in death, I remain trapped here. Believe me, the past thousand years have been a very lonely existence…”“...But then you came along.”Lara thought she heard a grin appear in the queen’s voice. The sound of her smile sent shivers down Lara’s spine. “I never thought I would be so grateful for a lowly tomb robber,” Queen Rammat told Lara. “Especially one as beautiful and sexy as you.” Lara involuntarily blushed at the compliment. “In my time, stealing from the grave of a living god would have been punishable by death, but don’t worry, I have something much better in store for you, thief. It’s time to get you prepared for your final resting place.”Lara saw movement coming from inside the sarcophagus and screamed. She tried wriggling across the floor to get away from whatever was coming next. The queen just laughed, more amused by her attempts to struggle than anything. With the door sealed shut, there was no way Lara was getting out.The first item to come out was a black leather hood. It sped toward her, before suddenly stopping, hovering in midair as if being held up in front of her by an invisible hand. Looking at it, Lara realized that it would cover her face completely. There were no holes for her eyes.“But first, allow me to explain what will happen to you,” the queen told her. “I want you to understand the severity of your trespass and of your coming punishment. After all, with this hood on, you won’t be able to see it for yourself.” Lara squirmed, still desperately trying to get away, only for her leather straitsuit to suddenly firm up and keep her still. She tried fighting back, but it was like a number of strong hands were grabbing and holding her. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t budge more than an inch, and whatever progress she made was quickly undone as they forced her back into her original position.“Ah… and feisty too! I’m liking you more and more… even if you came here to desecrate my tomb,” the queen commented. “Don’t worry, you will have lots of time to think about that mistake where you’re going. As punishment for your crime, you will spend the rest of time in the same bondage I myself had to endure. The restraint you currently wear is enchanted with magic. While you are bound inside it, you will no longer need food, water, or air to survive. Nor will you ever age or die. You will be spending eternity in that suit.”Lara froze up. Even if the straitsuit weren’t holding her tight, she wouldn’t have been able to struggle, paralyzed by horror at the thought of being trapped like this for all of time. “It seems you are beginning to understand. It pleases me to know that you will regret your actions. But that isn’t even the best part,” she announced. “This layer is only the beginning, you see. There is much, much more to come. I won’t spoil the surprise, but by the end of the process, I suspect you won’t be able to move an inch… just as I couldn’t. Nor will you be able to hear or see. There is only total isolation in your future.”Lara grew even more terrified. Not only would she be bound forever, but she would be totally immobilized and isolated as well. This was feeling more and more like a nightmare, one she desperately wanted to wake up from.“You will never escape, nor will you ever die. You will be mine… forever. Now, it’s about time we begin.”At that, Lara shrieked. As if on cue, another strip of cloth shot out of the coffin, heading for her face. It wrapped over her forehead and under her chin, hiding her dark brown hair away. When it was done, the only part of Lara’s face left visible was a small hole for both her eyes to see through. It was to allow her to watch the leather hood as it slowly approached. Lara tried shaking her head, anything to prevent the queen from taking her sight. But her efforts were futile. There was nothing she could do to stop what was about to happen. The hood was pulled over her head. Lara could no longer see and, once the hood adjusted itself to align the heavy padding on the inside with her ears, she could no longer hear as well. Once it was in place, the hood fused with the collar of her straitjacket, encasing Lara in a single piece of unbroken leather. She was unrecognizable now. Not a single patch of skin was showing. From head to toe, she was completely encased in leather. Nobody looking at the mass of bondage lying on the ground would have been able to guess that underneath all that leather was Lara Croft, famed archeologist and heir to the Croft fortune.The queen wasn’t done with her prey just yet, though. Multiple strips of cloth emerged from the sarcophagus like vines. They wrapped themselves around Lara’s leather-clad ankles and waist, before yanking her into an upright position. A muted “Hmph?” barely escaped from underneath Lara’s gag as she realized she was now hovering in the air. Inside her bondage, Lara wondered what was about to happen to her. She wouldn’t have to wait long to find out.The strips of cloth began mummifying her. Starting with her feet, they worked their way up, wrapping every single inch of her in bandages. The queen’s magic made the wrapping efficient. No matter how much Lara thrashed in her leather prison, the strips of cloth seemed to instantly adapt, leaving no gaps in her mummification. Each wrap around her body was perfectly aligned with the one below it, and pulled tight enough that Lara could feel them even though the layer of thick leather. Soon enough, the wrapping had reached her knees, then her waist. As more and more of her body was covered in bandages, Lara struggled harder and harder. Even without her sight and hearing, she could still feel what little ability to move she had left being taken from her by… whatever Queen Rammat was doing to her now. In fact, because she didn’t have those 2 senses anymore, the feeling of the bandages crushing her body was intensified. Tears began to form in Lara’s eyes as she tried to wake herself up from this horrible dream. But no relief came to her as the cloth continued to wrap her. Eventually, the wrapping went up to her breasts, then her shoulders, then finally her head as the last bit of black leather was hidden by the white cloth. Lara was now completely mummified. Nothing could be seen of her previous layer, the outline of her arms against her chest being the only indication of the bondage underneath. Even with the extra layer restricting her, the curves of Lara’s magnificent bust and ass could still be discerned underneath the bandages. Also, although her ability to struggle had lessened, she still had that ability. That was why, even after mummifying her from head to toe, the bandages didn’t stop wrapping her. Her head was covered in more cloth, before they wrapped her down to her feet, adding another full layer to her bondage. After reaching their destination, they traveled back up her body before finishing, leaving Lara mummified in 3 layers of thick cloth bandages. With each layer, Lara’s struggles became harder to make out. Her fierce thrashing and kicking was reduced to pathetic twitches and squirms.With her mummification done, Lara was set back down on the ground standing up. For a few seconds, nothing seemed to happen. Lara wondered if the queen was finally done with her, considering that she could barely move right now. However, unfortunately for her, there was still more to come before her bondage would be considered complete. Lara couldn’t feel it, with the layers of bandages and leather protecting her, but the black stone ceiling above her had begun to shift, the once-shiny rock becoming dull as it seemed to melt. Droplets of liquid rubber fell onto the floor and began crawling toward Lara, as though the rubber had a mind of its own. Whenever two of them collided, they would merge together into a bigger droplet. It eventually got to the point where Lara was surrounded by a single large puddle of liquid rubber. She, of course, had no idea this was happening, but she was about to find out. The puddle closed in on her. Her soles had already been soaked in the liquid rubber, so there was only one direction for it to go.Up.Slowly, her feet were covered, then her legs, then her stomach, then her breasts, the rubber seemingly climbing up her body. The advance stopped once it reached her neck and the liquid rubber began to dry. Inside her isolation, Lara at first felt nothing, but as the rubber slowly hardened around her, she felt her body being squeezed in all directions from the neck down. It was only a mild squeeze, but with her heightened sense of touch, she immediately noticed it. Lara could barely move, so the thought of losing what tiny freedom she had left terrified her. She let out an agonized scream that came out as more of a whimper as a large droplet of liquid rubber fell onto her head, coating the rest of her bandages in the resin. Her screams intensified as the rubber around her head dried, but as they became more and more furious, the hard rubber silenced them further and further. Eventually, Lara could barely make a sound.As the cloth tendrils once again grabbed her, the last item of her bondage rose up from inside the sarcophagus and began unzipping itself. It was a black leather sleepsack with a built-in hood to cover Lara’s entire bound form. As the open sleepsack floated toward her, the strips helped set her inside it. Once it had tugged itself into place over Lara’s body, an invisible hand started pulling the sack’s zipper up. Lara felt the tightness of her restraints slowly increase as the zipper was pulled up to her forehead. Much like the one on her straitsuit, once the zipper reached its final destination, it disappeared, fusing the leather together permanently. Inside the sack, the outermost layer of rubber softened, melting into a glue that would make removing Lara impossible before once again hardening. With Lara now secured inside, straps all over the sleepsack began pulling themselves tight. At this point, Lara was so heavily encased that she barely felt any pressure as each one was tightened, even though the supernatural force doing so was pulling them tighter than any human being possibly could, so tight that were it not for the other magic-infused restraints protecting Lara, her body would have probably been crushed.Trapped in a full-body leather straitsuit, gagged and hooded, mummified in 3 layers of heavy cloth bandages, fully coated in liquid rubber resin, and bound in a leather sleepsack, Lara’s bondage was finally complete. It was cruel, yes, but it was what the priests had forced the queen to endure so long ago. Now, she only needed to be moved to her final resting place. The cloth tendrils lifted Lara up and brought her over to one of the empty sarcophagi lining the walls. A filthy graverobber like her didn’t deserve to rest in a sarcophagus that once held a queen, after all. Besides, these sarcophagi had been meant to hold Rammat’s lovers and servants, so that they could accompany her to the afterlife. It seemed, after thousands of years spent empty, they were finally about to serve their purpose.The cloth set her gently inside, before pulling away as the lid of the sarcophagus began to materialize out of thin air in front of her. With how heavily bound Lara was, there was no chance of her tipping herself over and falling out of her tomb before her final resting place was complete. At first, the lid was featureless. But slowly, details began appearing on its surface. Its appearance morphed and changed, until the face on the front of the sarcophagus was the perfect likeness of the prisoner trapped within, with her eyes open and a small, calm smile sitting on her face.In essence, a perfect death mask.With the lid complete, it connected itself to the back half of the sarcophagus, fusing together into a single piece of unbreakable black stone that would contain Lara for all eternity. With their work done, the cloth tendrils returned to the darkness of Rammat’s sarcophagus, the lid rising up and shutting itself behind them. The locking mechanism for the door was released, allowing any future adventurers to enter the tomb at their peril. Apart from a single occupied sarcophagus, and two pistols lying on the floor, everything was as it had been when Lara entered the tomb.Undisturbed. Dark and silent.-----Even though the tomb may have been silent, Lara sure as hell wasn’t. She screamed and screamed inside her sarcophagus, ignoring the phallic gag inside her mouth, until her throat was raw. Only then did she quiet down and try to make sense of her situation.She thought about her hopes of rescue. Calling them slim was being generous. Only a few people knew she was even headed to the Amazon in the first place, and absolutely none of those people knew she had found the lost civilization she had been searching for. With how difficult it had been for her, archeologist extraordinaire, to find this place, there was next to no chance any of them would do so. And that was if they didn’t just assume she died from some other cause, her body lost somewhere in the world’s largest rainforest like a needle in a haystack.There was almost no chance of anyone stumbling upon her either. The temple was far from modern civilization, so deep in the jungle that it didn’t make sense for anyone to just visit there. Not even the local tribes came near this place. And even on the very slim chance someone did, they probably weren’t going to enter a dark, abandoned tomb and reach its lower level.And if they did, considering what happened to her, it was more likely that Rammat would gain another mummy than Lara getting her freedom.As for figuring a way out on her own, her chances were even less. Lara could barely move. She had a feeling that Queen Rammat had been telling the truth when she said that her bondage was inescapable. Her restraints were far too tight and way too heavy for her to ever escape on her own. She also doubted the queen had lied about their magical properties. Meaning that not even death would grant her the release she so desperately desired.In other words, she was completely fucked. Every way she looked at it, her life was over, and the only thing awaiting her was an eternity of bondage and isolation.Lara didn’t know how long she had spent trapped before the tears started to well up in her eyes. It didn’t feel like a long time, but who knew? She certainly didn’t. Time meant nothing to her in the darkness that was now her universe. Had it been a day since she was locked away, or a year, or century, or just a couple minutes? And did it even matter, considering she was now immortal? Her mind was desperate for answers that it would never receive.Her confident demeanor slowly but surely shattered. Being completely immobilized and unable to see, hear, smell, or touch anything terrified her more than any of the ancient monsters she had encountered before. Trapped and all alone, she was more scared than she had ever been before in her life. That was, until she suddenly heard a voice speak up behind her.“Well, it looks like it’s still going to take some time for you to get used to your new life,” the sultry voice told her. “But don’t worry, slave, you have all the time in the world to adjust.”“Hhh?”Lara briefly wondered if she was hallucinating, before she recognized the voice of Queen Rammat. It seemed that however much time had passed, it wasn’t long enough for her to go insane. Hearing the queen’s voice was almost relieving. Like a buoy bobbing up and down in the middle of the ocean, Lara felt her mind latching onto it and clutching it tight. “Oh, was I interrupting something?” the queen asked, before chuckling darkly. “Well, as much as I enjoy your sorrow, I have other, more pressing needs that you can help me fulfill. You see, being trapped in this place for millenia gets very, very lonely.” Her voice grew closer, almost as though she was whispering directly into Lara’s ear. Despite how ridiculous the thought of it was, Lara could have sworn she felt the queen’s breath against her face. “In life, I had so many servants I could do whatever I pleased with. In death, it seems I only have you.”Lara felt what felt like arms wrap around her shoulders and she once again wondered if she had truly lost it.“You see, I have complete control over your restraints, every single layer, which allows me to manipulate your restraint suit as I see fit,” the queen explained. “I can harden or tighten the leather to increase the pressure you feel at even the tiniest point. Which means I can do this.”Lara felt a pair of hands suddenly grab her breasts and squeeze them tight. The bound archeologist squealed.“Oh my, what a lovely sound that was,” the queen purred. “It has been so long since I’ve heard anything like it. You know, I never would expect a dirty tomb robber like you to have such a sexy body. I mean, look at the size of these things.” She gave Lara’s breasts another squeeze, as if to emphasize her point, before turning her attention to the rest of the prisoner’s body. Lara felt the hands run down her stomach before heading her to her rear, where they proceeded to examine the shape of her ass. “Back here isn’t bad either,” the queen commented, before giving a hard smack to Lara’s right butt cheek. Lara groaned, both from the slap and the perverted “compliments” the queen was sending her way. “Oh, how I’ve missed having someone to play with. Spending centuries alone works up quite the sexual appetite, and you’re just the snack I’ve been waiting for. With how many tombs you must have raided over the course of your life, it’s about time that a tomb raided you for a change.”One hand moved out front and started playing with her crotch, as the other went up to resume groping her breasts. The queen’s fingers traced small circles on her nether regions, sending jolts of pleasure up Lara’s spine. She felt two soft orbs press into her back along with what felt like the queen’s hips grinding against her rear. The intensity of Rammat’s touch was increased dramatically by the lack of any other sense. Lara felt a warm feeling start to grow inside her, the fondling of her breasts adding even more fuel to the fire.Slowly, Lara felt herself losing control.Slowly, the queen tugged her closer and closer to the edge.Lara tried to struggle and fight off the incessant assault, but she was completely immobilized. There was nothing she could do but let the queen have her way with her. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to hold back tears of humiliation as the groping and fondling continued. Her heart started beating faster and her breathing quickened, almost like her body was anticipating the coming climax even if her mind wasn’t. She felt the queen’s hand grab her crotch tight and suddenly pull up.At first, Lara didn’t make a sound.Then she squealed.And then that squeal turned into a scream of absolute pleasure as she fell over the edge. The wave of stimulation and ecstasy that hit her mind was like nothing she had ever experienced before. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she drenched the leather around her crotch. She had no idea it was possible for something to feel this good. The queen removed her fingers from inside Lara as she let her captive come down from the heights of her orgasm.“Ooooh, that was nice,” she moaned. “Even I felt that. It’s good to see that, even after all these years, I still haven’t lost my touch. Don’t worry about the mess you’ve made, your suit has already taken care of it.”For her part, Lara didn’t know how to feel. Her mind was still recovering after nearly drowning in pleasure. She struggled to even understand the queen’s words.Eventually, the cinders of her climax died out and she could think clearly again. As she realized what had just happened to her, that she came as the spirit of a long-dead queen molested her, she felt her insides gripped by shame and despair. She was an archeologist, not some leather sex toy! She was better than this!At that point, Lara wanted nothing more than for Queen Rammat to leave her alone, even if the thought of endless isolation terrified her. So long as she kept some dignity, it would be worth it.“Oh we are nowhere near close to being done, slave,” the queen interrupted, almost as if she sensed Lara’s thoughts. “There’s nothing else in this tomb for me to entertain myself with, so I’m going to spend most of my time playing with that sexy body of yours. Maybe I’ll give you a break every couple hundred orgasms or so? I’m sure there’s some fun in letting you ‘enjoy’ long periods of total isolation. I’ll make you desperate for the sound of my voice and the pleasure of my abuse. But even if you can earn yourself some rest, that doesn’t mean you exist to be anything but my sex toy. Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll grow to love it… eventually. After all, we do have an eternity to spend together.”Lara screamed in protest as the queen began fondling her once again. Unfortunately, it seemed god queens weren’t the kind of people who cared about the opinions of their servants. Despite her best efforts and plenty of muffled shouts, the touching eventually pushed her to another orgasm.Then another.And another.-----After her disappearance, Lara was presumed dead. With no heirs, it was assumed the Croft bloodline had come to an end. Over time, people forgot about the family and its final member. The name Lara Croft became a relic, no different from the kind she used to search for, only mentioned deep within the pages of dusty old history books. And eventually, even the ink in those books would fade, and Lara’s existence would be entirely lost to time. But deep in the Amazon jungle, far below the forest floor, in the lowest level of a dark tomb, Lara remains. Her sarcophagus has sat motionless and undisturbed for years untold, and it will stay that way until the very end of time.Lara’s name may have been forgotten, but her story wasn’t. On the sides of her sarcophagus, written in the language of the old civilization, was the tale of a cocky tomb raider who once attempted to rob the grave of a great queen.And who was punished by being forced to serve the very queen whose grave she sought to disturb for all eternity.

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