Unwilling Servitude Chapter 1 - Reanimated
Warning
Picture and Dialogue-Heavy Story
Foreword; Image quality may change, as i'm constantly trying to improve every aspect of a story i make. I wouldn't say i'm good or bad at stories, my imagination however goes some very weird ways which might offend some people. That said, if you dislike necromancy in any form or have a strong belief that the dead shouldn't be desecrated and reflect this onto other peoples stories or feel offended by anything BDSM/Fetish themed you might want to leave this story be and look at someone else's blog. I didn't put the Adult tag there for nothing.
Useful Information for the Reader: Everything written in this color depicts what Skana is thinking.
Prologue
Skana was a bandit chief living at fort greymoor, leading her group of bandits and raiding traveling traders and caravans on the plains of whiterun hold. Life was simple and good for her, but that all changed when a necromancer raided the fort and obliterated the whole bandit gang. Skana was standing last and put up quite the fight but died eventually at the hands of the necromancer. Impressed by Skanas strength, the necromancer decided to test a new, rather experimental, reanimation spell on her, the dead thrall spell.
Chapter 1 - Reanimated
After hours or carrying the bandits corpse through skyrim into her lair, Illia was worn out when she dumped the corpse onto the altar. But her anticipation wouldn't allow her to rest, she just had to test this new ritual spell she's got a hold of recently. The dead thrall spell was unlike to any other reanimation spell, it would bind the corpse to the caster for eternity, prevent the minion from rotting away and even enable it to regenerate. The last effect, she thought, she had to test thoroughly. The thought of what kinds of experiments she could perform on a minion like this was thrilling her.
Illia thought the details through before getting started, she dressed her future thrall to meet her twisted taste and applied magical shackles and a collar to the corpse; "Wouldn't want you to turn on me, if i make a mistake, right my dear?" She petted the corpse gently before she began to chant otherworldly words of conjuration and necromancy for the next hours to come.
The ritual was taxing and required the highest degree of concentration, one wrong word and she could accidently kill herself or worse, destroy the soul that was still lingering in the dead body. After what felt like an eternity for her she finalized the ritual with the last phrase of the spell; " HIM SIL FENT ALOK DIIL UNAHZAAL ! "
Illia could sense the spark of unlife that began to stir in the dead body, eyeing it impatiently. "...where.....am...i..?" Illia grew even more impatient as the seconds passed. "Open your damn eyes! I didn't do this for hours so i can examine some fizzing negative energy spark emanating from you!" "..she tells me to open my eyes....i have to open my eyes...."
Illia eyed the thrall with skepticism;" Well, that's just like any other reanimation spell, now i need to see if you don't just crumble to dust after 240 seconds." As the seconds passed, Skana tried to sort her thoughts. To no avail, it was as if slick black mud was clouding her mind, disallowing her to think too far in one direction or another. "Colour me impressed, 5 minutes an still not crumbled to dust, this spell is something else. Now get up, let's see what an obedient corpse you are." " i'm compelled again... i have to get up....what is happening?"
Skana finally saw the one, commanding her, although she didn't understand why she obeys this woman unknown to her. Her thougts went into strange directions. "...this woman...killed...me....?..." As she tried to speak, her voice failed her, all she could do was groan. "Whhhhhhhh...hhh..?"
Illias eyes widened in anger: "SHUT UP! ON YOUR KNEES CORPSE AND SHUT. UP.!"
Illia looked down at her dead threall with an annoyed look on the face:"Great, just great. A sentient one. I can't wait to hear that you want to be released every damn five minutes! But since you apparantly can understand me, know this, i won't release you ever! You are my thrall, my toy, i command you!" "...kneel... obey...?..." Illia kept going on, displaying her dominant side;"Infact.. i could get some useful advice from Falion how to erase your mind, turning you into the silent obedient corpse you should be. After all i don't want to repeat myself every day just to have you shut up." An evil grin hushed over Illias face. "You know what? Actually i want to test this... you know, necromancers can never know enough about their craft, i command you, get up and answer me! What is your name?"
"...stand up....my..name..?..tell her..my..name..." There was still the slick black mud clouding Skanas thoughts, as she tried to answer. "Ss..hhh....shh...K..." No matter how hard she tried, her voice won't obey her even if commanded by the necromancer. Illia just shrugged, recognizing the problem; "I see, apparently i destroyed your vocal cords with my frost magic, given the spell i reanimated you with those should regenerate after a while. Best if i take you to Falion... i need some advice before i do anything with you, wouldn't want to accidently destroy my new toy. Follow me, we're going to Morthal.. not that you'd mind where or what that is..." "Morthal....where..?...what is going...on..?"
As Illia left the fort with Skana, Skana could feel the sun shining on her, though her body stays cold. Something came back to her at that moment, like a small piece of a puzzle out of thousands, and she stopped, for a fractional moment being able to defy the necromancers command. "Ss..K...r..im.." "I'm in skyrim...not..sovngarde..." Illia didn't mind her thralls paltry try for speech and just yelled at her while walking;"Come on, move your dead ass!"
About half a day on foot, Illia reached Morthal, being more worn out than her thrall. Skana showed no signs of exhaustion at all as Illia noticed;"Tsk.. this makes me almost want to cast that spell on myself." As she entered Falions house with her thrall, Falion looked at her as if he had expected visitors. "Is this what i think it is Illia? Are you insane, girl?!"
Illia just shrugged and introduced Skana as her new favourite corpse to Falion. "Well, as you can see i managed to cast a dead thrall spell, quite impressive i might say, but i'm not here to earn praise, i actually wanted to ask-" Falion interrupted her with a rude gesture, signalizing Illia that she had overstepped bounds she better didn't.;" This once, i let this once go Illia, but i swear by every daedric lords name i will kill you, slowly, if you bring another dead thrall to MY HOUSE!, I'm stressed as it is with all these cretins in Morthal, what do you want? My blessing that your new thrall won't rip you apart because you ignored the fact that the dead thrall spells isn't fully explored yet?" Illia just pointed at Skana and commanded her to kneel again; " Does this look like she's going to rip anything apart aslong as i didn't tell her to?" "Kneel...again....rip..apart..?.."
Falion was rather puzzled to see Skana obey in an instant;"Well, this outfit on her sure looks like you, but i admit, your ability to control her isquite impressive. I just hope you know what you do Illia, dead thralls have physical strength beyond that of a werewolf, whenever you go to bed or decide to... experiment on her.. i suggest you get some really solid irons to fixiate her. It's a dead thrall, she can feel pain unlike generic reanimated corpses and she will go at your throat if you overdo it, mark my words." "Control...me...i understand...must ..obey...no..."
Suddenly Skana tried to speak again."Iii wwhh..l...k..ll..yo..u.."
Illia eyed her minion with scientific interest; "Astonishing how fast her vocal cords regenerate! Did you hear that Falion?"
Falions face turned into a emotionless grimace made out of stone when he heard the undead minion speak. "Illia.. don't tell me you did something funny to her already, because that sounded almost like 'I will kill you'."
Illia just shrugged slowly to exaggerate how much she was interested in Falions oppinion, after all the corpse was her property now and she could do as she pleases with it. "You know Falion, actually i wanted to ask you if you know how to erase her mind, but seeing how she's developing i think i keep her that way, this will be so much fun to see her reactions when i experiment on her. Oh the things i can do to her..."
Falion shook his head in disagreement. "I've seen my share of dangerous things when i walked the planes of oblivion, when i visited coldharbour i know why i turned away from necromancy.. coldharbour is full of dead thralls, destroying mortal souls in a frenzy and driven by lust for infinite domination over each other. If you are smart and i know you're not, try to do something positive with that thrall.. i'm not asking you to be a benefactor, just don't turn her into a mindless killing machine, it will backfire at you, big time." "Killing machine...nonsense...i'm..no killing machine..."
Illia just laughed at him and turned around to go;"You're a fool Falion, a pupil has to succeed his teacher sooner or later! Come corpse."
Falion just shook his head and turned to his arcane enchanter;" Illia, one thing." Illia stopped;"What?" Falion pulled his hood deeper into his face;"Remember, solid irons.."
Illia giggled childish while opening the door;"Oh where's the fun without the good old cross and cage?" and left Falions house together with her minion.
Illia could barely handle her own impatience on the way back to her Lair, the thought of experimenting again thrilled her almost to the point of hysteria. :"This is the secret entrance, remember it corpse, you might be guarding it someday, when i've found a better thrall, i consider you an alpha stage experiment after i gave it some thought, now follow me to my laboratory."
"laboratory...i'm not your ..guinea pig.." This time, Skana was able to form more than just fractions of speech;"I..m...not...yo..ur...Ghhhh..h.."
Illia wasn't surprised, given she knew how fast her thralls vocal cords regenerated, the regeneration ability will increase with each day in strength. "Oh my dear, i'm quite sure you ARE my guinea pig, you can't do much against it anyway, don't be so hard on you, enjoy it!" Maniacal laughter filled the room as Illia cracked for a few seconds. ;"Now my dear, get over there at that wooden cross!" "No i.. must.. obey... damn..this bitch!" Of course, Skana was compelled by the spell to obey Illias command.
As Illia drew her dagger, a cold grin adorned her face. ;"Now then, let's see how fast you can regenerate from light to severe wounds, oh i will so enjoy this! You probably not, but i doubt you have an emotion for that anyway!" Illa laughed like a madman when she slowy drew her dagger over Skanas skin only to observate how fast the wound was closing, cutting deeper everytime, she took some notes from time to time, but the short pausings didn't made it less torturous for Skana. Skana just closed her eyes and waited silently until Illia was done.
After what felt like several eternities of pain, Illia got finally tired and stopped slashing at her stomach;"Well.. interesting, the more i cut you the faster you regenerate, the wound is gone already again. Might even be able to fashion a regeneration spell with your tissue." Illia yawned and pointed at the cage next to the wooden cross. "I'm going to put you in there now, Obey, Corpse!" "Corpse... i'll turn you into one!"
Illia eyed her minion in the cage with glee. "Looking good! Oh and don't run away my dear, we'll have much to do tomorrow. I'll be going to bed now, you won't move until i wake up. This is an order. Good night Corpse." "Call me one more time... stay in the cage... damn this obedience shit!"
Due to Illias torture Skanas regeneration became overdeveloped, having her vocal cords regenerated while Illia was busy stabbing her with the dagger, Skana noticed the black mud is mostly gone from her mind, so she replied;" My name is Skana you crazy bitch and this spell of yours is loosing it's effect on my mind! "
Illia just chuckled arrogant into her pillow; "Good night then, Skana"
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