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	The adventures of the proud Breton and archmage who searches the wilds of Skyrim.
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">During Leandra’s journey through Skyrim a courier tracked her down and gave the Breton woman a letter from Delphine. In it the Blade explained that Leandra had to get in the Thalmor Embassy in order to know where the dragons are coming from. In her letter she also told Leandra that she was to meet an informant of hers in the Winking Skeever in Solitude.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" style="font-size:11pt;" xml:lang="en-gb">After a few days Leandra arrived at the capital of Skyrim and entered the inn.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">In it she found a nervous Bosmer sitting at a table.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Are you the one who works for Delphine?” Leandra asked him.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Y-yes. Are you the Dragonborn? I somehow imagined you to be more threatening.” He said and looked around if anyone could hear them talking.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I am. So, what do you need from me?” The red-haired woman asked.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I can smuggle the most essential of your equipment in the Embassy. You just have to give it to me.” The Woodelf answered.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra sighed but gave her armour, bow and dagger to the Bosmer. “If you lose anything, I’m going to rip you apart.” She threatened him before she went to the meeting point with Delphine.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">At the stables the older Breton already awaited Leandra.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Is everything ready?” Leandra asked.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Nearly. First of all: That clothing you’re wearing is too noble. Wear this one instead.” She said to the red-haired woman. “And here’s your invitation. You need to get some kind of distraction once you’re at the party. Search for anything that could lead to a new clue in our cause.” She told her before she accompanied Leandra to the carriage. “Good luck.”</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra nodded. “Thank you.” </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The Dovahkiin then climbed on the carriage and drove to the Embassy.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As she arrived at the Embassy, Leandra met a Redguard who didn’t seem to be keen on entering the headquarters of the Thalmor. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Greetings. You also seem like you don’t belong here.” Leandra began to speak with him.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“No. I’m a merchant and I’m just here because I have to ensure that those elves don’t boycott my wares.” He told her with a grim smile on his face.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“And I’m here because they wanted to see the new Second General. Hypocrites. They want to see their new enemy, but enough of that. I’m getting cold. Until we meet again in the Embassy.” Leandra said and winked at the man in front of her, before she left.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After she entered the Embassy and greeted the Ambassador, Leandra looked around if she knew anyone who attended the party. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Suddenly her blood turned to ice as she saw the Jarl of Falkreath in the crowd.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">But then she saw General Tullius and had someone to talk to.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I see that you are cured, Leandra.” He said after they greeted each other.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Yes. Thank you again for making me suffer and being raped by the hands of the Vigil for something I didn’t have a problem with.” The red-haired woman answered sarcastically.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“They did?! I’m sorry. I thought you were infected by a feral vampire and were too proud to seek help.” Tullius said shocked.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I wasn’t. Nice talking to you.” Leandra said in disgust and walked to the Redguard merchant she met earlier.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Hey! Do you think you could help me out?” The Breton asked.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Depends. What do you need?” He asked her curiously.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I need a distraction so I can leave this party.” Leandra said with a smile on her face.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“A distraction you say? Get me a drink and they’ll be distracted that much that they wouldn’t notice if a dragon appeared behind them!” He chuckled.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" style="font-size:11pt;" xml:lang="en-gb">As soon as the merchant got his drink, he began his distraction with a toast to Elenwen, but it wasn’t one of the nice sort.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra seized the opportunity and slipped away as no one was looking and retrieved her gear. She sneaked her way through the Embassy without slaying anyone, but as she arrived at the prison some guards noticed her. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The Thalmor were taken by surprise and also drunk, so he didn’t stand a chance. Leandra searched his corpse and found some notes that the Thalmor didn’t know where the dragons came from, but that they heard of an old blade who hid somewhere in Riften.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As Leandra looked around, she found a prisoner shackled to the wall. “Do you know something about an old man hiding in Riften?” She asked him.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">He looked up before he answered. “No. I think you already read their notes. I just know he hides in the Ratway. Please help me. They will kill me.” He pleaded in fear.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The red-haired woman nodded. “Very well. But don’t tell anyone I helped you or it will end badly for you.” She said as she released him.</span></span></span>
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	<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This entry is just used as a "bridge" to connect this story with the next few entries which will be better and longer. Nonetheless I hope you enjoyed this entry. <img alt=":D" data-emoticon="" src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/smiley.png" title=":D" /></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few weeks after Leandra‘s and Gregor’s wedding the vampire wandered around the region of Winterhold as she encountered a group of Vigilants.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra looked around, surprised that they finally took some action against her.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Do you really think it’s a good idea to pester the Dragonborn and the Second General of the Legion?” She taunted.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A female vigilant stepped forward. “Actually, I have the order from General Tullius to imprison you and cleanse you of your sickness.” She told her and gave her a letter.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The Breton read it and had to agree with the Vigilant. “Very well then. Bring me to Fort Dawnguard, even though I thought I exterminated it and you can tell me everything that happened.” She said to the Vigilants of Stendarr.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" style="font-size:11pt;" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh, we won’t talk.” The Vigilant said and cast a paralysis spell on the black-haired woman.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After an uneventful journey to Riften Leandra was knocked out shortly before they arrived at Fort Dawnguard.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As she awoke again, she found herself bound and clothed in robes. In front of her stood the famous new leader of the Vigilants of Stendarr in Skyrim, Tamia.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Vampire, are you ready to accept Stendarr’s Mercy and give up on your evil nature?” She asked the kneeling woman in front of her.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra spit in her face before she answered. “You really think that this will be that easy? I’m a pure-blooded vampire. The gift of Molag Bal runs through my veins!” She claimed.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You weren’t in Coldharbour. Your blood isn’t as strong as the one from vampires who have been raped by the Daedra in his domain. But as this is your answer you shall suffer for a week. You will kneel in the sun and feel like your burning. Maybe you will change your mind then.” She told her and gesticulated to two other Vigilants to get Leandra out of her sight.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The vampire was dragged outside and her the Vigilants tore away her robes, bound her hands and legs and put a collar with an iron chain attached to it around her neck. They then placed her on the balustrade. </span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Enjoy your time with us.” One of them said and laughed as he saw her face, which expressed a great pain. “Without your ring which saved you from sunlight you’re weak, but Stendarr will protect you.” He told her mockingly and went away. The other Vigilant pinched her nipple before he also went away.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" style="font-size:11pt;" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra’s week on the balustrade was hard and painful. Every time the sun rose it burned her skin and soon enough one could see the marks, as if she was cut by a sword. After a few days she fell on the ground and the Vigilants didn’t lift a finger to help her.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As the sun set on the last day of her torment a Vigilant dragged her down the Bastion and turned her around.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Damn you have a beautiful body.” He told her as he stared at her. “And it’s even more beautiful, as you are weak and helpless because you defiled Stendarr. Tamia said that we aren’t allowed to hurt you physically, but I don’t think that fucking you is a crime, when you have the chance to be impregnated by a true follower of the divines.” He continued his monologue and freed Leandra of her shackles. But the Breton woman couldn’t defend herself as the sun had drained her of all her power.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The Vigilant undressed and lifted Leandra’s leg. “Oh, your pussy screams for my dick.” He taunted and rammed his member inside her womanhood.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The Breton woman felt disgust as he pounded inside her, as if she was just meat he could fuck.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img alt="47226334582_c44cd40c9f_b.jpg" data-ratio="56.25" style="height:auto;" width="1024" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7925/47226334582_c44cd40c9f_b.jpg"></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" style="font-size:11pt;" xml:lang="en-gb">After a short while he placed his hand on her breast and pressed it like a sack of meat. Leandra was able to rise her arm, but her aggressor didn’t even notice. </span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Then he finally released his semen in the vampire’s sex, who could feel his panting on her skin.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After he had finished, he shackled her again and brought her into the castle, where she was hung up on one arm. Cum still dripped from her pussy on the ground a few meters beneath her. </span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After half an hour Tamia entered the main hall and saw Leandra hanging from the ceiling.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I said don’t hurt her! What do you think you are doing with that, hmm?! And is that cum I see in her pubic hair?! Who the fuck fucked her?!” She yelled. “And I don’t want to cleanse her when she’s naked! Dress her in rags!” The Redguard ordered.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a few minutes Leandra was dressed again and knelt before Tamia.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I ask you once again: Are you ready to abandon you evil nature, which defied the gods?” She asked the tortured woman before her.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Yes.” Leandra managed to whisper through her dry throat.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Good.” </span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">And so, the priestess of Stendarr began to perform a ritual.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As she lowered her hands, Leandra felt her clothes burn away and she fell unconscious.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra awoke in the forests of Riften, naked but warm. She looked down her body and saw that her hair had turned to red again. She waited if she could hear Vorohah’s voice in her head, but then she felt something else: Freedom. She was free of the evil spirit and she was free of the lust for blood.</span></span>
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	<span style="color:#27ae60;">I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! <img alt=":)" data-emoticon="" src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/smile.png" title=":)"> </span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra went to their house where Gregor waited for her return, after she had run off as he asked her to be his wife.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Gregor? I finally have an answer to your question. Yes. I want to marry you.” She said with a smile on her face.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Really?! Oh, that’s great news! I’ll arrange everything right away!” He said with a trembling voice.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few days later everything was ready. Leandra went to Riften where she put on her wedding dress. She entered the temple where Gregor and the priest already waited for her.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Gregor and Leandra had agreed that they didn’t want anyone else to attend to their wedding and so the temple was empty. </span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Finally, Maramal began to speak. “We’ve come here to bind to souls to one another in life to death. Gregor, are you willing to protect and honour Leandra in good times as well as in bad ones?” He asked the nervous Thane of Dawnstar.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Yes, I am.” He said.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Leandra, are you willing to protect and honour Gregor in good times as well as in bad ones?” Maramal asked the Dovahkiin. </span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Yes, I am.” She answered and couldn’t help but cry of joy.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Then I wed you by the power of Mara. May you spread her love and her good will.” Maramal said before he lowered his hands. </span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The pair returned to their home at afternoon and Leandra led Gregor to a tower with a seductive smile on her lips. As they stood on the tower Leandra cast a spell, so the area where the two stood was warm.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I was thinking we should celebrate our wedding in a more… carnal way than the people of Skyrim do it.” She said to her husband. “Why don’t you undress for me?”</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Gregor just grinned and obeyed gladly.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img alt="46303588004_f4100a3090_b.jpg" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7846/46303588004_f4100a3090_b.jpg"></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As the vampire saw his erect member she knelt down, still in her wedding dress, and began to stroke his dick. </span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Do you like this?” She asked and Gregor just moaned as answer. </span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img alt="46303587314_92d5d05dfc_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4887/46303587314_92d5d05dfc_b.jpg"></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As she placed her lips on his member, he lay his hand on her head and began to gently force her way up and down his shaft. </span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img alt="46303586734_b01b93b72d_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4873/46303586734_b01b93b72d_b.jpg"></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Then, after a short while, as he was close to orgasm, he forced her to take the full length of his member in her mouth and made her swallow his semen.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img alt="46303586494_128489f48b_b.jpg" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7879/46303586494_128489f48b_b.jpg"></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img alt="46303586474_b8bf08b43d_b.jpg" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7849/46303586474_b8bf08b43d_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Now that was nice for you, but I also want to be treated good today.” Leandra said and undressed. “Come big boy.”</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">At first Gregor touched Leandra’s ass and Leandra pressed her breasts against his chest and they kissed before they got to the real deal.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img alt="46303585994_7a659041af_b.jpg" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7907/46303585994_7a659041af_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img alt="46303585784_0b495dd15e_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4868/46303585784_0b495dd15e_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra got on her knees and Gregor shove his dick in her wet sex. He glided into her with no resistance and began to fuck her.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img alt="40062793143_a51facabd4_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4857/40062793143_a51facabd4_b.jpg"></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra began to moan in pleasure and after a while Gregor grabbed her hair to force her to look up.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh yes! That’s how I like it! Harder, Gregor, harder!” The Breton woman screamed in pleasure and Gregor did this gladly.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img alt="46303584804_30a78d8ac7_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4884/46303584804_30a78d8ac7_b.jpg"></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img alt="46303584094_cda5a85306_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4868/46303584094_cda5a85306_b.jpg"></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a while Gregor released her hair and took her arms, which made her chest to be forced forward. </span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb"> </span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img alt="46303583894_03d4a40c21_b.jpg" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7870/46303583894_03d4a40c21_b.jpg"></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Then, suddenly Leandra felt Gregor releasing his second load in her and moaned as she herself got close to reach the climax. </span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img alt="40062792123_eca927c15e_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4851/40062792123_eca927c15e_b.jpg"></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">But even as they both came they hadn’t enough and so they continued to celebrate their wedding until it was late in the night.</span></span>
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	<span style="color:#27ae60;">I hope you enjoyed this chapter! <img alt=":)" data-emoticon="" src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/smile.png" title=":)"> </span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few days later Leandra was drugged by the Jarl. Later she awoke and found herself being bound and kneeling on the ground. She looked around and came to the conclusion that she once again was in a bandit camp. </span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7837/40019276393_157aee0ef1_b.jpg" alt="40019276393_157aee0ef1_b.jpg"></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">She knelt on the same spot for a few more hours, before she was brought to the bandit chief.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“So you’re the Dragonborn this bastard of a Jarl has told me about. You know I don’t like his methods, especially the trade of slaves. Therefore I buy as many as I can to free them. You can decide what you want to do now. You can either join us or go.” He told her in a friendly tone.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra looked up in surprise before she answered. “I will join you for now. But will I be free to go when I don’t want to rob people?” The vampire asked.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The bandit nodded. “Of course. You just need to it and then I will decide how much you have to pay.”</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Pay?” Leandra asked.</span></span>
		</p>

		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Well there’s a fee depending on what you have done for us. The better you do, the less you have to pay.” He told her. “Here’s your equipment. I’m sorry that we don’t have anything more protective for you.”</span></span>
		</p>

		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Thank you. It will do.” The Breton said with a smile on her face.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7833/40019276053_ae326ee472_b.jpg" alt="40019276053_ae326ee472_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The vampire changed into her armour, which was just a reinforced bra, but it should do its job. </span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4914/46070134355_f180d7b6e5_b.jpg" alt="46070134355_f180d7b6e5_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7918/40019275553_027f937aca_b.jpg" alt="40019275553_027f937aca_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As a dunmer merchant passed through the street which led through the bandit camp, Leandra saw her chance of proving them that she would help them do their job. </span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">She sneaked up on him and as the moment of truth came the merchant turned around and drew his weapon. </span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4859/46070134065_2ab4c25e9e_b.jpg" alt="46070134065_2ab4c25e9e_b.jpg"></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4865/46931930542_cee2c83367_b.jpg" alt="46931930542_cee2c83367_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">But luck wasn’t on his side as he was surprised and missed Leandra. The woman wielded her dagger with precision and slit his throat. Leandra recovered the gold and other goods from his body and returned to the main camp.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7913/46070133635_2b9da99331_b.jpg" alt="46070133635_2b9da99331_b.jpg"></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As she ascended to it a bandit in full Steelplate Armour began talking to her.</span></span>
		</p>

		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“So you’re the new addition, huh? Finally a woman who looks like one.” He joked.</span></span>
		</p>

		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I’d try to compliment you as well, but I can’t see through your helmet. Maybe your still a boy who never lay with a woman in his whole life.” Leandra chuckled.</span></span>
		</p>

		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb"> </span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">But their conversation was interrupted by a blood freezing scream: “Guards are attacking!” A scout shouted, before he was hit by an arrow.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7853/46070132965_5e5f31b4d4_b.jpg" alt="46070132965_5e5f31b4d4_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra hurried to the bridge to fire bolts at the guards, who were sent to eradicate the bandit threat.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7900/46931929912_5a23e4dd6f_b.jpg" alt="46931929912_5a23e4dd6f_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4901/46931929842_87b6a183db_b.jpg" alt="46931929842_87b6a183db_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a while Leandra realized, that her bolts wouldn’t do the job and so she changed to her old fighting style and began to cast spells on the guards.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7861/40019272363_a590aa92d2_b.jpg" alt="40019272363_a590aa92d2_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4890/46070132045_ca9bc1f171_b.jpg" alt="46070132045_ca9bc1f171_b.jpg"></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">But even her spells couldn’t hold the guards from entering the camp and so the melee fighting began. Leandra and the other bandits killed countless guards, before they retreated.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7881/46070131395_8b5af0453e_b.jpg" alt="46070131395_8b5af0453e_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After this incident Leandra went to the bandit chief. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think that this is what I want to do for the rest of my life.” She told him.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You want to leave already? I guess you don’t have any money, so you have to pay in another way.” He said. “You know, we didn’t have a woman in our camp who wasn’t already used like a whore and we all carve for the touch of one.” He told her with a grin on his face.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You want to fuck me?! You rescued me from becoming a sex slave and now you want to have sex with me?” Leandra asked outraged.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You can also stay here. Those are the two options you have.” The chief said.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Very well. If I don’t have any other way…” She said and began to undress.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh we’re not doing it in here. I want the camp to see it.” He said.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7817/46070131155_334795eee9_b.jpg" alt="46070131155_334795eee9_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The two left the cabin and Leandra got on her knees. As soon as her pussy was revealed the bandit began to pound in her, like his life depended on this sex with Leandra.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb"> </span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7869/46070131055_6af8110453_b.jpg" alt="46070131055_6af8110453_b.jpg"></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7836/46070130745_98f5082e39_b.jpg" alt="46070130745_98f5082e39_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4818/46070130705_e9c3c4be90_b.jpg" alt="46070130705_e9c3c4be90_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">He fucked her for half an hour before he released his huge load into Leandra’s womanhood, making it drip out of her.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh, you’re the best woman I ever had the pleasure of fucking.” He told her. </span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4857/46931929042_31e7e9180a_b.jpg" alt="46931929042_31e7e9180a_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7890/46070130435_62a3c61a40_b.jpg" alt="46070130435_62a3c61a40_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4907/32042608917_d2d5ab5f2f_b.jpg" alt="32042608917_d2d5ab5f2f_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Right as Leandra wanted to dress again the bandit with Steelplate Armour approached her. “Why don’t you suck my dick and I fuck you?”</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra just sighed and as the bandit was undressed she began to suck the bandits member.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7858/46070130185_cf3a0073c2_b.jpg" alt="46070130185_cf3a0073c2_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7838/46070129785_6de5111ab4_b.jpg" alt="46070129785_6de5111ab4_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4810/46070129425_f7eb4e05e5_b.jpg" alt="46070129425_f7eb4e05e5_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a few moments the bandit forced Leandra on the ground and began to fuck her from behind. “Damn you feel so good!” He said. “Do you still think I never lay with a woman?” He asked her.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra couldn’t answer, but moaned which was enough for the bandit.</span></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4854/46070129105_8a1bc60428_b.jpg" alt="46070129105_8a1bc60428_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7911/46070128875_68affa0c74_b.jpg" alt="46070128875_68affa0c74_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			 
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" style="font-size:11pt;" xml:lang="en-gb">Shortly before he came into her, he pulled his throbbing member out of her. Leandra was surprised by that action and fell on the ground.</span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4811/32042606957_97bdfbcb8f_b.jpg" alt="32042606957_97bdfbcb8f_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4879/32042606727_3b2f1b5e29_b.jpg" alt="32042606727_3b2f1b5e29_b.jpg"></span>
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		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The bandit then jacked off on her and laughed. “Didn’t expect that now did you?” He said.</span></span>
		</p>

		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb"> </span></span>
		</p>

		<p style="text-align:justify;">
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After this ordeal Leandra could leave the bandit camp and had a new destination: The home where Gregor waited for her.</span></span>
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			I hope you enjoyed this chapter! 
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few hours later Leandra arrived in Falkreath. The bandit who brought her to the town went inside the Jarl’s house to talk to him. While she stood there, the vampire felt the stares of the townsfolk on her. She knew that they knew her, even if it was only from rumours. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="41861359140_9206e7907f_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/844/41861359140_9206e7907f_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="28781306307_46ba2bf862_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/918/28781306307_46ba2bf862_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a few minutes Leandra was ordered in and was led to the Jarl of Falkreath. At first, he didn’t say anything, but gazed on her body.</span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“So, we meet again. Didn’t expect me to be the man behind all this kidnapping, now did you?” He asked her in a pleased tone.</span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“No, I didn’t. But once I get free, you will be punished. You hijacked the Second General of the Imperial Army in Skyrim and you will stand before court for all you and your men did to me.” Leandra told him, but the Jarl just laughed.</span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You don’t know how ridiculous you sound. You stand before me with a chastity belt and a metal bra, you stink of sweat, cum and your juices and you dare to threaten me with your position in the army? Do you really think Tullius would still want you as his surrogate when he knows that you fuck animals and even your father? I do not think so.” He chuckled and looked at her breasts. “I even think you should be glad if you get free. But maybe you can be if you show me that you can satisfy me. Helvard! Bring her to my chambers and free her of her restrictions! And most importantly: Bring her something to clean herself with.” Siddgeir ordered his housecarl.</span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="42953019584_8c29f6db5d_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/843/42953019584_8c29f6db5d_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="42766466585_d0d6772b0a_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/925/42766466585_d0d6772b0a_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">When the sun began to settle Jarl Siddgeir entered his rooms in which Leandra already waited for his arrival. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh, you’re a good slave. I don’t think I ever possessed someone who had as big tits as you have. But I always wanted to know how it feels to have my cock sucked by a filthy creature of the night.” He told her with a lewd smile on his face and undressed before Leandra. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The half Breton got on her knees and began to gently massage the Jarl’s member. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You should announce to everyone you know that you touched the dick of a nobleman. It will be the most you’ll ever get in your life, don’t you agree?” He asked her arrogantly.</span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Of course, my lord. I’m happy that I can put your illustrious member in my mouth, for it will be the best I’ll ever taste.” Leandra, who just wanted him to shut up, answered. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="43669492361_73856a2b0e_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/931/43669492361_73856a2b0e_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="29799471538_3a5a94e2e4_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/842/29799471538_3a5a94e2e4_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="42953017984_eae5f83776_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/914/42953017984_eae5f83776_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Hear that Helvard? She’s already broken.” The Jarl said to his housecarl who sat in a corner.</span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a few moments Leandra began to lick his cock before she put it all in her mouth and began to suck as best as she could, in order to win her freedom.</span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh yes that feels good.” Siddgeir said as the vampire took all of his length into her mouth. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="42766464295_ff9823fc1c_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/855/42766464295_ff9823fc1c_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="42766463925_d1f9aca15c_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/853/42766463925_d1f9aca15c_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="42766463555_4ba94ae63a_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/855/42766463555_4ba94ae63a_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few minutes later the Jarl placed his hand on her head and forced her to stay in a position in which she could barley breath. “Just a few more seconds…” He groaned in pleasure. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Then Leandra felt and tasted his cum in her mouth, as he came into it, releasing a big load. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Be a good girl and swallow it. Even though you already wasted some of it, you should drink my cum.” He told her as he held her in position. Leandra felt how his member still throbbed, releasing a few more seeds. She nearly chocked as she tried to swallow everything, but the Siddgeir was pleased with her and let her go. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Now then. Helvard! Come, I want to share her with you.” He told his housecarl. “You fuck her mouth and I fuck her into her pussy. I hope you’re ready, slave.” He said.</span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="29799470618_61b6210f70_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/936/29799470618_61b6210f70_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="42953016534_6360607444_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/835/42953016534_6360607444_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Helvard and Siddgeir lifted her up, Helvard placed his hands on her throat and Siddgeir on her back. Leandra herself put her hands on the Jarl’s thighs and surrounded him with her legs. As soon as the vampire was in position Siddgeir immediately penetrated her sex with his dick and let out a moan as he pushed it further inside her. Helvard put his member at first on her lips before he roughly pushed it inside her mouth, down her throat. The vampire began to choke, but the two men just fucked her harder.</span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="42953016174_9258a372d4_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/916/42953016174_9258a372d4_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a while Helvard took her arms and pulled her body up, which made the vampire moan in pain, unable to speak with the man’s dick in her mouth. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“So how does it -nghhh- feel, Helvard?” The Jarl asked his friend. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I’ve never had someone who was able to take my dick fully into her mouth, but then again I’ve never -nghh- had many women in my life.” He answered. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh, believe me her pussy is even better! It’s so tight, despite she was fucked so many times. I’m amazed how much her body can -nghhh- endure! But I think she’s already insane!” He told his housecarl. “So, it wouldn’t even be a crime to rape her!” He chuckled as he pounded on and on.</span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra slowly got angry about what they said about her, but she couldn’t do anything that wouldn’t get her killed, so she just endured their humiliation. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="29799470318_9ede23ac94_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/942/29799470318_9ede23ac94_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="42766460935_c2e960dc7d_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/845/42766460935_c2e960dc7d_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="42766460565_39ba142f30_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/919/42766460565_39ba142f30_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After some more minutes they turned her around without leaving her insides.</span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You know a woman is wet when you can turn her with your dick still inside her.” Siddgeir said and laughed before he continued to fuck her. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="42953014764_a9eec610d2_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/928/42953014764_a9eec610d2_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="41861350720_0166e6f229_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/924/41861350720_0166e6f229_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="41861350200_4d61630285_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/858/41861350200_4d61630285_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="41861349960_1bbb27397c_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/846/41861349960_1bbb27397c_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Then, suddenly Helvard came into her mouth and Leandra was once again forced to swallow a load of cum. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I’m sorry my Jarl but I couldn’t hold on any longer.” The housecarl apologized. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="41861349780_e7668b84a6_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/854/41861349780_e7668b84a6_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh, don’t worry my friend. I’ll finish her up.” The Jarl answered and as soon as his housecarl left he got his dick out of her pussy. “Stand up, hug me and put your legs on my shoulders. I want to try something.” He ordered her.</span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra did as she was told and a few moments later, the vampire felt his member gliding in her insides. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="42953013264_b3b494fca7_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/855/42953013264_b3b494fca7_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="41861348740_5204e77714_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/937/41861348740_5204e77714_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="42953012334_37bf3ebda3_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/931/42953012334_37bf3ebda3_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="43669485121_ca9d2c060d_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/913/43669485121_ca9d2c060d_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After the Jarl pushed himself a few more times deeper inside her womanhood he released his seeds inside her, making her drip his sperm on the floor. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh, that felt good. I have to say, that you better than all those whores and bandits I fucked. I even admit that you drained my balls empty, so I’m willing to let you go.” He told her with a smirk on his face. “But you will rest with me in this bed now.” </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra nodded. “Of course, my Jarl.” She said submissively. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="42953011224_77767ec417_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/837/42953011224_77767ec417_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="43669484601_80b053a25b_b.jpg" src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/928/43669484601_80b053a25b_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Siddgeir gave her a dress, but as soon as he slept, Leandra began to cry in silence thinking of what happened in those last few days. </span></span></span>
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<p>
	<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;">I hope you liked this chapter. <img alt=":)" data-emoticon="" src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/smile.png" title=":)"> </span></span>
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	<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You may have noticed that it took a while for the next chapter to be released. The reason for that is, that I wasn't too sure if I should upload it at all, because I personally don't like it too much, but I haven't got another idea how to explain what happened to Aedthaer. I hope you'll still enjoy. <img alt=":)" data-emoticon="" src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/smile.png" title=":)"></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra’s and Aedthaers eyes were bound before they were put on a carriage. “Bring them to our hideout. You’ll get your reward there.” The leader of this bandit group said to their driver. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Are you alright Leandra?” The Altmer asked in a worried tone.</span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Y-yes. I’ve been through worse.” His daughter answered obviously shaken by the recent events.</span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="40812624810_0c188e6d55_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1736/40812624810_0c188e6d55_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="40812624360_382aeb0fb2_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1751/40812624360_382aeb0fb2_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="41720052655_57d1cf10a8_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1735/41720052655_57d1cf10a8_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few hours passed before they got to their destination. The carriage stopped and the two prisoners were led forward. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“There they are. Give me my reward.” The carriage driver said. Leandra heard some coins drop and footsteps walking away.</span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Suddenly Leandra’s blindfold was torn away and after her eyes got used to the light she saw an old orc standing in front of her. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“So you’re the Dragonborn, huh?” He asked her. “Well, you’re nothing more than a servant now. Oh what am I even saying? You’re less now. You’re a slave. And you know what? If you’re nice and help me with some things I’ll let you sleep in the house.” He told her with a grin on his face.</span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra gulped before she answered. “What do you want me to then?” She asked.</span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The Orsimer chuckled. “Oh, you know you could just collect some firewood and hoe the field.” He told her and went away. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569859942_2445c59769_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1737/42569859942_2445c59769_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="40812623800_a848648187_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1755/40812623800_a848648187_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569859272_8a43c8d3a4_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1743/42569859272_8a43c8d3a4_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The vampire did as she was told, since she knew she couldn’t do anything else and this seemed to her as if she could survive through this, maybe even get free since they cast a spell on her which stopped her to shout. </span><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra hoed the field for a few hours until the bandit came back again. </span></span></span></span>
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<p>
	 
</p>

<p>
	<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So here comes the part I don't like. If you don't like incest, ignore this spoiler and view the next. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569858912_77b3082f48_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1758/42569858912_77b3082f48_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="40812621900_45c67971b7_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1746/40812621900_45c67971b7_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra hoed the field for a few hours until the bandit came back again. The weather had changed considerably and the sun shone on them. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Strip yourself. It’s warm now and you didn’t do anything that would give you the right to wear some clothes slave.” He said.</span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The half elf did as she was told and wanted to cover her breasts and her pubic area in front of the bandits.</span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“What are you doing?! No one gave you permission to cover yourself! Bind her!” The orc yelled.</span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“No! You didn’t say I wasn’t allowed to cover myself!” Leandra tried to persuade him as the bandits forced her hands behind her and the woman on her knees. As they did they touched her at her most private placed which made Leandra shudder. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="40812620760_eb51f4064e_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1755/40812620760_eb51f4064e_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569857432_9b8763b45b_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1757/42569857432_9b8763b45b_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few hours later a bandit came, dragged her to her father and dropped her in a way that her pussy showed towards him. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Fuck her.” He said to Aedthaer. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I won’t bed my own daughter you sick bastard!” He exclaimed and spit in the bandit’s face.</span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The bandit slowly removed the salvia from his face. “Bring me the potions the ladies always buy from us.” He said in a dangerously calm tone. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A bandit brought him two small phials and gave them to him. “And now you’ll drink them.” He said with an evil grin. He went towards Aedthaer and put the phial at his lips. The Altmer drank the potion without hesitating. But as the bandit tried to give the potion to Leandra she tried to resist it, despite being bound.</span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I won’t drink this potion you little shit! Leave me alone!” She screamed and wiggled so much that she was able to knock the potion out of the bandit’s hand, releasing its content on the floor. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The bandit slapped the naked woman. “I just wanted to make it a bit more comfortable for you. But you didn’t want to, did you?” He asked. “Oh, you’re gonna be at full consciousness while your father fucks you, since he certainly can’t hold back any longer. Release him of his clothing boys!” The bandit said and walked away.</span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569856722_8800eb7b6e_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1740/42569856722_8800eb7b6e_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569856282_8e4e827afb_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1752/42569856282_8e4e827afb_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Suddenly Leandra felt her bottom being picked up and Aedthaer’s hands at her butt cheeks. She tried to crawl away as the bandits removed her bindings, but her father hauled her back and massaged her ass with his hands. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“No Aedthaer! This isn’t you! You don’t know what you’re doing!” She screamed, afraid of what you come.</span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The Altmer looked at his daughter without shame. “Oh I know what I’m doing! I have such a beautiful daughter and I haven’t had sex in a few years. I’ll inseminate you, like no one ever has!” He announced and placed one hand at his member. “And I’ve heard what those bandits said: You’re not my daughter, you’re a slave!” He yelled and pushed his dick inside her womanhood. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As he did Leandra looked down in shame. She felt the gaze of the bandits upon them as she was fucked by her own father. “No! Please! Stop!” She begged of Aedthaer but he continued to plunge his cock in her.</span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I’ve never had such a good cunt! In all these years all the whores I fucked, all the soldiers I raped never felt so good as you do, slave!” He growled and caressed her back. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569856102_d9d5d2751c_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1737/42569856102_d9d5d2751c_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569855562_374ac707a4_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1728/42569855562_374ac707a4_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569855052_04e5b564c8_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1748/42569855052_04e5b564c8_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Suddenly he lifted Leandra’s left leg up and groaned in joy as he moved his hips back and forth. Leandra began to hiss as her body couldn’t differ her fathers dick from others and made her feel joy as he fucked her. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh you’re beginning to like it, aren’t you?” The Altmer groaned during his moans. “I knew you were someone who -nghhh- would like this! I mean you -nghhh- even fucked with dogs, then it isn’t worse to make your father feel joy.” He told her and continued to plunge his cock in her sex. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569854712_b51a11a5ac_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1744/42569854712_b51a11a5ac_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569854622_356aa54caa_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1731/42569854622_356aa54caa_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a while Aedthaer forced Leandra on the ground, which took her any possibility to resist him. His hands touched her belly and Leandra heaved heavily as his pounds began to become faster and harder. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The vampire laid her head on the ground as she felt Aedthaer’s gaze upon her. “Oh you’re tits look even better when you’re forced to be on the ground!” He growled. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="40812616720_4847a0bb03_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1733/40812616720_4847a0bb03_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569854142_de07508435_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1726/42569854142_de07508435_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Suddenly he forced her up again and Leandra felt that he was about to come inside her. “Please pull out!” Leandra screamed, but the Altmer just laughed at her begging and released his seed inside his daughter’s pussy. She felt how her insides were flooded with his semen and began to drip out of her. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh, that was the best sex I’ve ever had! Not even your mother was as good as you were!” He told her and slapped on her ass. “Ah, I’ve forgot to tell you something. Your mother never loved me. I caught her and raped her ‘till she couldn’t take any more. Ironic that it’s the same with you.” He told her and Leandra, whose eyes were filled with tears and her mind with hatred felt how his member glided out of her sex. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="40812616420_f1299916f0_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1760/40812616420_f1299916f0_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569853662_d633328ec6_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1732/42569853662_d633328ec6_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Bind her!” A bandit yelled, before Leandra could react. “Altmer? Do you want to join us? If you do I’ll promise you’ll have many more women to inseminate.” He asked Aedthaer. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh I’d gladly do that my friend.” He answered and looked at Leandra. “Would you look at that. She’s dripping wet.” He chuckled. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb"> </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The bandit who spoke to her at first went towards her. “You didn’t behave slave. You’re going to stay outside today. If the beasts get you, the better. Get her out of my sight.” He said.</span></span></span></span>
		</p>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="40812614690_87d6a84251_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1730/40812614690_87d6a84251_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="41720045815_63d1dff801_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1757/41720045815_63d1dff801_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few hours later after the sun had set since a few hours Leandra, who was still bound, heard the growling of wolves next to her. As she looked to her right she saw one standing next to her. It approached and smelled at her. The black-haired woman knew that she smelt of blood, sweat and sex. After a few minutes another wolf approached and also smelled at her.</span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="40812614140_45bb7079de_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1753/40812614140_45bb7079de_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569851512_4c27ceeae2_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1732/42569851512_4c27ceeae2_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As Leandra looked closer at them she saw that their members grew. The wolves made her fall to the ground and Leandra knew that her best chance of survival was, to give them what they wanted, so she opened her mouth and spread her legs, revealing her seed filled sex. Without any warning the first wolf pushed his dick in  her mouth making her choke at the size and the taste of it. The other wolf began to lick her lips. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="40812613600_3def2159a0_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1746/40812613600_3def2159a0_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="40812613070_1bcfb47161_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1742/40812613070_1bcfb47161_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569850142_4a1685181d_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1736/42569850142_4a1685181d_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569849262_1dc7bd5ceb_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1727/42569849262_1dc7bd5ceb_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a short while the second wolf penetrated her pussy and pounded again and again. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Suddenly she felt the dicks of the wolves throbbing and soon afterwards they released their cum inside her. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Half an hour later the wolves left her on the ground, her whole body covered in their seeds, to await the new day. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="40812610760_2f6aec0e23_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1728/40812610760_2f6aec0e23_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Ah you’re our new slave now, aren’t you?” He asked. “Too bad we’re not going to be able to keep you. Our lord wants you and who are we to resist his calling?” He continued to tell her. “But now… Would you be so kind and clean this room? You see it’s full of dust and that’s not fitting for a leader, now is it? So come on get up and clean it!” He ordered and Leandra just nodded.</span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="40812610050_b590a6a09e_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1748/40812610050_b590a6a09e_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="40812609460_b04e3eb603_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1759/40812609460_b04e3eb603_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few hours after her meeting with the chief he came back to his room and checked if it was clean. “Oh you’ve done a great work, slave!” He complimented her. “And now undress. I wanted to see what’s under those rags since I saw you.” He told her and grinned in anticipation. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As soon as Leandra dropped the rags he also began to undress, revealing his already hard member. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Now that’s a beautiful body you have there. Lay on the ground.” He ordered. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Please don’t be too rough.” Leandra whispered as she felt him on top of her. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh don’t you worry.” He said as he seized her face with his hand and caressed his dick with his other. “You’re ought to enjoy this.”</span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569845212_a9b9c4ff0a_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1734/42569845212_a9b9c4ff0a_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569844292_8f4990ef56_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1721/42569844292_8f4990ef56_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The bandit pulled Leandra’s face backwards and pushed his dick into her warm sex. He let out a short moan before he began to pound inside her. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569842502_99d809bf91_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1723/42569842502_99d809bf91_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569841872_6c8e03a4ca_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1729/42569841872_6c8e03a4ca_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569841362_138dddffae_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1743/42569841362_138dddffae_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569840642_e98fba00b0_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1746/42569840642_e98fba00b0_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a while the bandit began to choke the vampire, bringing her to the brink of unconsciousness. “Bretons -nghh- always have the best pussies!” He yelled as he fucked Leandra with his member, making her shudder while she struggled to breathe. “You know, your folk is so small that your pussies are tight as fuck.” He told her and began to move more rapidly. </span></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Then, a few more minutes later he released his load inside her. Leandra felt his seed flowing through her pussies and towards her womb as the bandit stopped to move and just left his throbbing member in her sex. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569840002_3891d4161e_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1751/42569840002_3891d4161e_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few moments later he began to move again. “Stand up now. And I don’t want to hear anything from you, alright?” He asked.</span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra just nodded and got up as soon as he left her. </span></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Suddenly she felt his dick on her pussy and his hands messaging her breasts and squeezing her nipples which made the black-haired woman feel pleasure before he even began to fuck her.</span></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569839832_0b22304b82_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1745/42569839832_0b22304b82_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="27751781227_9a5ba6ab11_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1733/27751781227_9a5ba6ab11_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="41720038785_d2df27c15b_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1741/41720038785_d2df27c15b_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="27751780517_9b6603729c_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1756/27751780517_9b6603729c_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="41720038015_0e834377c4_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1727/41720038015_0e834377c4_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Bend over.” He ordered and as soon as Leandra did what she was asked for, she felt the bandit’s member entering her womanhood and filling her up. He pulled at Leandra’s hair and began to move her back and forth, which made her tits juggle, so she tried to stop them from doing so, while also covering her mouth as she wanted to scream in pleasure and pain.</span></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="27751780087_7d9f49e894_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1731/27751780087_7d9f49e894_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="41720037465_a6b5f49496_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1732/41720037465_a6b5f49496_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="41720037265_683311938e_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1754/41720037265_683311938e_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="27751779627_8d95630d2a_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1755/27751779627_8d95630d2a_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="41720037025_68bee94e9a_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1739/41720037025_68bee94e9a_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="27751779257_13892140bc_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1757/27751779257_13892140bc_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a while Leandra gave into her desires and into the pleasure she felt and closed her eyes while she moaned without a pause. The bandit sat down and placed the vampire on his lap. Leandra didn’t resist and let herself fall as if she was unconscious. </span></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Then, after a few more pushes of the bandit Leandra felt her orgasm coming and screamed in pleasure as her whole body fluttered in waves of joy.</span></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="41720036755_7602727869_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1722/41720036755_7602727869_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="27751778937_8c4b2f7d93_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1756/27751778937_8c4b2f7d93_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After the bandit filled her up one more time he dropped her on the ground. He dressed up, restrained her and put a collar on her. </span></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="42569856382_6830bc1d9e_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1752/42569856382_6830bc1d9e_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img alt="27751778587_b53d6ac8dc_b.jpg" src="http://farm2.staticflickr.com/1735/27751778587_b53d6ac8dc_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Our time together gets to an end.” He announced. “You will be led to your new destination. Farewell slave and try to make your new owners happy.” The bandit then put a metal bra on her and locked her pussy into a chastity belt made of metal. “We don’t want you to be raped again before you arrive at you new owners, now would we?” </span></span></span></span>
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	<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I hope you still enjoyed this chapter! <img alt=":D" data-emoticon="" src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/smiley.png" title=":D"> </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After Leandra retrieved the mask of Clavicus Vile she set off to Windhelm, to go to the Shrine of Boethiah. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/947/41078065335_9325220056_b.jpg" alt="41078065335_9325220056_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As she arrived near the stables the vampire and her father heard a deafening roar and a dragon which seemed to be made of lava attacked them. Leandra drew her new sword, Dawnbreaker, which she acquired in a mission for Meridia and channelled a spell in her left hand.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/909/41078064755_d6cbc01d1c_b.jpg" alt="41078064755_d6cbc01d1c_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/959/41078063925_572a18bc98_b.jpg" alt="41078063925_572a18bc98_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/905/41078062465_0c7524aa60_b.jpg" alt="41078062465_0c7524aa60_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As soon as the dragon landed its final hour had arrived. Leandra was able to plunge her sword into its eyes and watched as its life left them. “Let’s go pa.” The vampire said after she cleaned her sword of the hot dragon’s blood.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/948/41078061695_fed964e16d_b.jpg" alt="41078061695_fed964e16d_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Even though they arrived in noon at the shrine, it seemed as if it was midnight. “Welcome.” A dunmer woman said as she saw the two. “Welcome to the shrine of Boethiah. Our lord already told us of your arrival and we prepared the victim of yours.”</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Who is this victim?” The black-haired woman asked.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The priestess chuckled before she answered. “You could say it’s a friend of yours. Brought here at your command and from your ship, he awaits your blade. Not knowing that he will die for the good of the followers of the daedric prince he despises.” She answered.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Let me see him.” Leandra demanded and followed the priestess towards a pillar. Near it stood a man in Dawnguard armour which Leandra knew she could trust. He stole the armour but wasn’t a member of the now rotting Dawnguard. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/954/41078058945_f475f8ec16_b.jpg" alt="41078058945_f475f8ec16_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra went towards him and licked her lips in anticipation of what to come. The man didn’t understand what would soon happen to him and misinterpreted her actions. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh, are you this horny that you want to do it right here?” He chuckled. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Without an answer she forced him to touch the pillar, which made him float in the air. The man screamed in pain as his arms were clenched together. A few seconds passed before Leandra shoved a sacrificial blade into his throat which made him bleed out in mere seconds. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/963/41078058075_ed0e4e2eb2_b.jpg" alt="41078058075_ed0e4e2eb2_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few moments after his death, his corpse went back to life, the only difference was, that his armour was removed and he only wore a common shirt. “Who dares to wake me?!” He yelled. “My wrath shall be upon you!” </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“My lord! We found a worthy champion for you! You told us of her!” The high-priestess screamed. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Ah. Leandra you’ve come. Come with me now. I have to tell you something.” Boethiah said. “If you want to be my champion you have to prove it. Kill my followers. They’re weak. Every single one of them. Do it now when they don’t expect it.”</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/956/41078056625_f0dcf06fd5_b.jpg" alt="41078056625_f0dcf06fd5_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The vampire didn’t answer in words, but in actions. She slaughtered the followers one after the other. They didn’t understand what was going on and as they did, it was too late for them. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Good. Go now to the bandit hideout in Falkreath. There lives my former champion, but he defiled the ebony armour. He uses it to entertain his companions but doesn’t fight in it. Don’t give them the chance to defend themselves. Kill them silently.” The daedric prince ordered and vanished out of her mind.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few days later Leandra and Aedthaer arrived at the bandit camp. The vampire herself acquired a new light armour and a few new weapons. Leandra began to shoot at the bandits and even though she tried to stay undercover it didn’t work. So, she began to help her father and went into melee combat. After a few minutes of fighting, the bandits all lay dead.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You never seize to amaze me with your combat skills, Leandra.” Aedthaer said and proudly smiled at her.</span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The half Altmer laughed. “Oh, you’re so sweet! Thank you!” She answered.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/912/41977894121_e9d47b3d1e_b.jpg" alt="41977894121_e9d47b3d1e_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/958/41977893441_66a41c454b_b.jpg" alt="41977893441_66a41c454b_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">They went on inside and saw some bandits. This time Leandra was able to hide in the dark and cause terror among the bandits in their last moments. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“This has to be the Ebony Mail.” Leandra said as they stood before the corpse of the former champion. “I somehow thought it would be different.”</span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I wonder how it’s gonna fit you. I mean he was a strong man and well you’re not the tallest or strongest woman.” Aedthaer said.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra touched the armour and it began to convert into a female version. “I guess daedric armours don’t necessarily fit into the nonmagical ones.” She chuckled. “Come on. Let’s leave.”</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/908/41078038685_296894a20d_b.jpg" alt="41078038685_296894a20d_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Some minutes later, as Leandra and Aedthaer were chatting with each other, a horde of bandits ambushed the two. Leandra and her father drew their weapons but did not attack. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“What’s the meaning of this?!” Leandra demanded to know.</span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A bandit went forward to talk to her. “Leandra, a pure-blooded vampire, the Second General of the Imperial Legion and the Dragonborn of legends. I hereby demand that you surrender and nothing bad shall happen to you.” He said in a surprisingly polite tone.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/911/41078038395_03ec5aa744_b.jpg" alt="41078038395_03ec5aa744_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The vampire looked around and recognized she didn’t have any other option, since they were outnumbered. Leandra threw her dagger away and raised her arms. “Very well.” She said to the bandit.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The bandit laughed in response. “Strip her and bind the man!” He ordered and before Leandra could act the bandits grabbed her arms and began to strip her off her armour. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“YOU BASTARD! YOU PROMISED NOTHING WOULD HAPPEN TO ME!” The vampire screamed and tried to wiggle free.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You’re a fool to believe me. Do what you want with her.” The bandit leader answered and walked away.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/967/41977889011_8c547f10a9_b.jpg" alt="41977889011_8c547f10a9_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/980/41078038155_1f72b49ae8_b.jpg" alt="41078038155_1f72b49ae8_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A man and a woman stripped themselves and walked towards Leandra who put her hands up in defence. The woman got on her knees and moved her hand as if it were a claw. “Oh, are you afraid little abomination? Don’t be. We’re gonna feel good… I don’t know if you will, though.” She said.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/976/41977888211_80b3694441_b.jpg" alt="41977888211_80b3694441_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The man forced Leandra to bend over and shoved his member into her pussy. “Oh, that feels good! Even though you’re not wet, but I’m gonna make ya!” He said and moved his head towards his female companion. “Kiss me.” She said.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm1.staticflickr.com/904/41078037935_5a0a5c0453_b.jpg" alt="41078037935_5a0a5c0453_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The bandit darted more and more until he finally came into her sex. “Now you’re wet!” He chuckled. “Bring her to the boss!” He ordered as he dropped Leandra on the ground. “And don’t clean her pussy. I want her to get pregnant.”</span></span></span>
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	<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;">I hope you enjoyed this chapter! </span></span><img alt=";)" data-emoticon="" src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/wink.png" title=";)"></p>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After Leandra and Aedthaer slept to the begin of the other day, the vampire and her father left the city. A while after that they came across a dog which was walking towards them. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As it stood before them it began to talk. “You are exactly what I was looking for!” He said and looked at Leandra. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4791/25838926777_768ee9d493_b.jpg" alt="25838926777_768ee9d493_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Excuse me, but did you just talk?” The black-haired woman asked it confused. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Indeed, I did and I intend to do so. What I wanted to say before you interrupted me: My master sent me away but he isn’t as strong as he would be without me and his followers turned against him. Could you help me?”</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Of course, we will. Am I right father?” Leandra answered and grinned at Aedthaer. “I hope you’re not with the Vigilant of Stendarr, because now we’re going to collect some artefacts.” </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The Altmer smiled back. “Oh, I don’t.”</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Now if you’d please follow me. By the way my name is Barbas.” He told them and began to walk away, looking back if they followed him.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few hours later they arrived at Herma’s Shame, where Leandra began to fight against her own kin: Vampires. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You didn’t tell me that the followers of your master changed into vampires.” Leandra said to Barbas as she cleaned her blade of blood.</span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I didn’t?” The hound said shocked, even though he knew he didn’t. “Oh, I’m sorry about that, but I’m sure you can handle that.”</span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The half Breton nodded. “I’m not worth to be called Dovahkiin if I can’t lay waste to some lower vampires.” She told Barbas and Aedthaer alike.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">When they arrived the statue of Clavicus Vile, all of his ‘followers’ were dead.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra looked around for some gold as the daedric prince began to talk. “Ah. So, you’ve returned, Barbas. And I see you brought the famous Dragonborn with you. Leandra, I thank you for cleansing my followers of this course you brought upon yourself willingly. I don’t understand why someone lets herself being raped by Molag Bal… I mean he’s not even that handsome, but that’s not why you’re here.” </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The vampire rolled her eyes as he said that. “What do you want then, when not asking why I wanted to increase my power, even though I didn’t know what it meant to be a pure-blooded vampire.” She answered.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Straight to the point then.” Clavicus chuckled. “Well, as you can see, Barbas isn’t with me and my artefact isn’t with me either. I want you to retrieve my axe and bring it back to me. Is everything clear?” He asked.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Where is this axe?” The black-haired Breton asked.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh, Barbas will lead you to it. Now go!” He ordered and removed himself from their thoughts. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“If you would follow me.” Barbas said and began to hurry out of the cave. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">They arrived at nightfall at the cave, where the mage Sebastian lived who killed his daughter with the axe because he couldn’t stand seeing her as werewolf. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As soon as they entered, the mage began to attack the three. After a short fight he lay dead and Leandra picked up the axe. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">They wanted to leave as Barbas went to the vampire and began to whisper to her. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You know, you said that you wanted to become a pure-blooded vampire because you wanted more power. Clavicus said that, if you would have sex with me, your power would be increased.”</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra thought of what the hound just told her. “And you’re sure about that?” She asked him. As the dog nodded she walked towards Aedthaer. “Eer dad?” </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Yes?” </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Could you just wait here for me? I have to do something with Barbas.” Leandra said and scratched her head.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Of course, I can. But what do you want to do with him? You’re not going to fuck him, are you?” He asked.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra laughed at his commentary. “Ah that’s absurd! As if I’d let an animal fuck me. See you!” <i>Damn hopefully he doesn’t here me since I have the impression that I’m very loud when I sleep with someone. </i>The vampire though uneasy as she walked to Barbas and out of sight of Aedthaer. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4781/39815052505_dd22330170_b.jpg" alt="39815052505_dd22330170_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra stripped herself and put her fingers in her mouth to make them wet and make it easier to stroke Barbas’ dick. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4776/40000120884_598221b4bf_b.jpg" alt="40000120884_598221b4bf_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4778/39815052165_44c49eb7e6_b.jpg" alt="39815052165_44c49eb7e6_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">She kneeled down and began to caress his member which began to swell and spurt some precum on her hand, so that they glided even better over his cock. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I’ve never had a woman touch my member. You don’t believe how dull it is, when you have to mount those dogs.” Barbas told her, which made Leandra laugh.</span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4795/40000120574_64438c39b2_b.jpg" alt="40000120574_64438c39b2_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4774/39815051665_292d1b74fe_b.jpg" alt="39815051665_292d1b74fe_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4788/25838915467_0fa3276a85_b.jpg" alt="25838915467_0fa3276a85_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4780/25838913607_68ca3c446e_b.jpg" alt="25838913607_68ca3c446e_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After she stroked his dick for a while she lay on the ground and took his pulsing member in her mouth, which made him eject some of his seed in her mouth, which was enough to make the vampire drool it on her breasts. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4780/39815050315_8327f01a5c_b.jpg" alt="39815050315_8327f01a5c_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“And now for the real thing. Let me mount you!” The hound said and plunged himself in her wet sex which made Leandra groan of joy. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4787/25838912737_99b9691f47_b.jpg" alt="25838912737_99b9691f47_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4776/39815049635_f6d65edd49_b.jpg" alt="39815049635_f6d65edd49_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4785/39815049175_fe6b8a8ba1_b.jpg" alt="39815049175_fe6b8a8ba1_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4791/26838772378_406a160164_b.jpg" alt="26838772378_406a160164_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4774/39815048205_6d92b2de5d_b.jpg" alt="39815048205_6d92b2de5d_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4796/39815047225_4bd9c45cbc_b.jpg" alt="39815047225_4bd9c45cbc_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4783/39815046565_5c63bc03e1_b.jpg" alt="39815046565_5c63bc03e1_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">He stayed at the same position for a short while before he began to dart and continue to hump the vampire roughly until he let out his load of seed into Leandra’s womanhood. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4780/40000117354_4dfc51bf6e_b.jpg" alt="40000117354_4dfc51bf6e_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Turn around!” Barbas ordered and the vampire, who had already succumbed to her pleasure obeyed. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4786/39815045935_bfb297719c_b.jpg" alt="39815045935_bfb297719c_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4789/40000117114_f79caebd46_b.jpg" alt="40000117114_f79caebd46_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Soon enough the hound began to shove his throbbing dick in her pussy, which dripped with her juices and the seeds of Barbas. With every pound of the dog she heaved. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4796/39815045615_0a477de4bf_b.jpg" alt="39815045615_0a477de4bf_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4799/25838961317_6ca612c7d9_b.jpg" alt="25838961317_6ca612c7d9_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After some more movements of Barbas, Leandra couldn’t control herself as she felt too much pleasure to keep quiet and cried out of lust.</span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4778/39815045375_2ca81fc10b_b.jpg" alt="39815045375_2ca81fc10b_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4788/26838729708_e820444d26_b.jpg" alt="26838729708_e820444d26_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4790/39815045075_04e1e0081e_b.jpg" alt="39815045075_04e1e0081e_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Then, finally the dog knotted himself in her sex which made Leandra once again moan in pleasure and joy. In that moment she didn’t think about the dragons or anything else. She was like an animal which was bred and engulfed in pleasure. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4786/26838728858_1201641489_b.jpg" alt="26838728858_1201641489_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4784/40667793312_850cf6447f_b.jpg" alt="40667793312_850cf6447f_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">But then Barbas’ member began to decrease and the vampire dressed herself again. Leandra went to Aedthaer who was still waiting for her and was looking at her, in a way she could not interpret. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You fucked him.” He said. It wasn’t a question.</span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Yes. I’m sorry if I disgust you.” Leandra told him and suddenly felt ashamed as she looked up to him.</span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You don’t. I wouldn’t fuck an animal, but if it is what you desire, so be it.” The Altmer said and walked towards her. “But maybe you should clean your face of his seeds. I don’t think the people should see the Dragonborn and neither the Second General of the Imperial Legion with the cum of a dog on her lips.” </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The black-haired woman smiled as he said that and wiped the cum away. “You’re right. They shouldn’t. Let’s go back to Clavicus.” She said.</span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4790/40667792502_fd5515598c_b.jpg" alt="40667792502_fd5515598c_b.jpg"></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As soon as they arrived in Herma’s Shame, Barbas lay down at the statue of Clavicus Vile and vanished. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Thank you for retrieving my axe. You can keep it and if you want you can also have my mask. Now that Barbas is back I finally have my power and you have yours. Now begone!” The daedric prince said and vanished once again.  </span></span></span>
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	<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;">I hope you enjoyed this chapter! </span></span><img alt=";)" data-emoticon="" src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/wink.png" title=";)"></p>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few days later Leandra travelled to Falkreath, since Vorohah told her of some daedric activity in its vicinity. The vampire arrived during night time and entered the Dead Man’s Drink to rent a room. She changed her clothes to rest a bit during this evening. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4621/40156094882_ac8d916f63_b.jpg" alt="40156094882_ac8d916f63_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As she sat there the red-haired woman noticed an old Altmer watching her. <i>Maybe I’m reminding him of someone. </i>She thought and ordered a meal. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4613/40156094902_14a8f01330_b.jpg" alt="40156094902_14a8f01330_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4715/28408561739_5332d9f79f_b.jpg" alt="28408561739_5332d9f79f_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After she finished eating the High Elf sat down next to her. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Are you the Dovahkiin?” He asked with his raspy voice. As he saw that she didn’t trust him he smiled a bit. “Don’t worry. I’m done with those wretched fools of the Thalmor. I was with the Aldmeri Dominion in the Great War and they left me for dead after they found out that I had an affair with a Breton.” He told her.</span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4743/40188989281_4e463cd510_b.jpg" alt="40188989281_4e463cd510_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4704/40188989141_31a36d7961_b.jpg" alt="40188989141_31a36d7961_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra decided that she could say the truth to the man before her. “Yes I am. Why do you want to know this?” She asked him. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Because the thing I’m going to tell you is only for your ears.” He answered. “First of all, my name is Aedthaer and I…” He made a pause to take a breath before he continued. “And I am your father.”</span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra looked at him at first. She felt like she was punched in her stomach. “My father was a Nord and I saw him die.” The vampire said and turned away. </span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Really? Didn’t you ever wonder why the cold did much more to you than to other half Bretons and Nords? You are gifted in the magic arts and you’ve been granted access to the College of Winterhold with just one small test. That’s not something you’d see with Nordblood.” Aedthaer explained to her. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4700/28408561199_c0915f8158_b.jpg" alt="28408561199_c0915f8158_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“If that’s true, can you prove it?” Leandra asked him beginning to get angry with the Altmer.</span></span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I can.” He answered and pulled out an amulet Leandra knew belonged to her mother. “And if you wonder why you don’t have any traits from an Altmer, I can show that you have them.” </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra stood up and looked at him. “Then show me.” </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4747/28408560489_dccc19bbfc_b.jpg" alt="28408560489_dccc19bbfc_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4622/40156093842_915a5d8c2d_b.jpg" alt="40156093842_915a5d8c2d_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4652/40188987661_dfba950232_b.jpg" alt="40188987661_dfba950232_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4748/39290625095_6f53250d93_b.jpg" alt="39290625095_6f53250d93_b.jpg"></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			 
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As they both stood in Leandra’s room, Aedthaer casted a spell on the vampire and she felt like something she didn’t even know she had carried left her. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Your mother and I agreed to cast an illusion on you, so you’d like the child of another man.” He explained to her. </span></span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra simply nodded, not able to say anything as she felt that her ears were a tiny bit longer than before.</span></span></span></span>
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	<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sorry again for the long pause. But in the last weeks I was really stressed and didn't really have time. I still hope you enjoyed this part. <img alt=";)" data-emoticon="" src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/wink.png" title=":wink:"></span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra travelled to Solitude after she stored the hammer away. She arrived during the night and decided to enter the Winking Skeever, to get a drink and a room for the night. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a few bottles of beer a man in a black robe spoke to her: “You look like someone who can hold their drinks. How about a drinking contest?” </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You don’t stand a chance!” Leandra answered and accepted the contest. After at least five or six rounds Leandra was drunk enough to loose her manners. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Under the cheers of the other guests of the tavern she began to undress. As the vampire was fully naked she began to dance, giving them a good view of her body. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="25627356408_90269bdc02_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4680/25627356408_90269bdc02_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After one more drink the man also began to undress, with much lesser howls than Leandra got, but as soon as they saw Leandra get on her knees and taking the man’s member in her hand they erupted in cheers. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601228175_0629fa79f0_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4682/38601228175_0629fa79f0_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Soon after this Leandra began to massage his dick with her breasts, enjoying the feeling of his throbbing member between them. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="25627355428_0b6b939821_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4734/25627355428_0b6b939821_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Turn around, sweetheart.” The man said and Leandra did what he wanted. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Suddenly she felt his dick entering her ass. The vampire let out a moan as he stretched it further, wanting him to cum inside of her. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few minutes and positions late Leandra felt the man pumping his seed inside her ass. After he was finished they both left the inn and she lost her memory. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As Leandra woke up she found herself in the temple of Dibella in Malacath. “Damn my head hurts.” She muttered as she slowly stood up. “What did I do yesterday?” </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Ah you’re finally awake. What do you know of last night?” The priestess in front of her asked. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Well, I was in Solitude and suddenly I’m here. I guess not much.” The vampire said and smiled apologizingly. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="39497651771_f18a954875_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4728/39497651771_f18a954875_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“No, that’s not much.” The follower of Dibella chuckled. “I’ll tell you what I know. First of all you were with a man in black robes at the stables where you yelled, you’d fuck a dog if someone would pay 10,000 septims, as no one did you wanted to suck you accompany, but as we recognized that you were drunk we took you in our temple, where you immediately fell asleep.” She told her.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra was shocked as she heard this. “I really did such kind of things? Gods I’ll never drink again.” The red-haired woman said and gave the priestess five hundred septims. “This is for saving me from myself. I just hope that I didn’t do anything else regrettable.” She told the priestess, who was more than happy for the donations. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Thank you. Lady Dibella shall give you her blessing. And before I forget it: You said something of Rorikstead while you were asleep.” The priestess told her and led her to the door. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra arrived at the village in the morning. As she walked on the street towards the inn, she heard someone yelling at her. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“What is it?” The vampire asked the farmer friendly.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You have some nerves to show up here, after what you’ve done to my goat!” He screamed. “He was the best goat for breeding I had and you sold it to a damned giant!” He raised his hands as if to hit her. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Whoa calm down. I sold her to a giant you say? Sorry I don’t remember anything of last night. Would you help me retracing some things of last night if I get you your goat back?” Leandra asked the farmer, trying to convince him to stay calm. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Maybe. If he isn’t hurt.” The farmer told her and turned away. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a few minutes the vampire located the giant and began to attack him as he drew his weapon. “Come on then!” She yelled and soon managed to strike his knees and afterwards cut his throat. <i>That was faster than I expected it to be. </i></span><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The Breton thought and looked for the goat.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A short search later she found him standing at some grass and eating. She kneeled down and petted him. “Now come with me, you little troublemaker.”</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Soon enough she returned the goat to the farmer. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Gledar! You’re back!” He yelled enthusiastically. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Can you help me now?” Leandra asked him.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh. About that. I don’t know if he’s truly not hurt. You have to proof it.” The man told her.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“How in oblivion can I show you that he’s not hurt?” The vampire asked confused. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Well, as I said he’s my best breeding goat. If he can’t breed anymore I can kill him, since he’s no use to me then.” The farmer explained to her. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh, you don’t mean what I think you do, do you?” Leandra asked, hoping the man would deny it.</span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“If you think that you have to give him pleasure, then yes, I do.” He said with a big smile on his lips. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh you little bastard.” The red-haired woman muttered before she laid on the ground massaging the goat’s member until it reached its full size. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="24630329747_9186b3a4ff_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4679/24630329747_9186b3a4ff_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788977944_40e1a8e1d4_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4692/38788977944_40e1a8e1d4_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Come on, it doesn’t show me if he’s still able to breed if you just rub his dick until he comes!” The farmer said and rubbed his own dick, as he saw Leandra slowly opening her mouth. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601219575_78aa0389fa_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4589/38601219575_78aa0389fa_b.jpg"></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As soon as the Gledar felt the opening of the vampire’s mouth he put it all in her. Leandra began to choke as his cock went down her throat. The goat began to fuck her face in a faster pace as he got familiar with the surroundings of his member. After a while, in which Leandra didn’t get much air, she began to lick his dick to fasten the end. A few minutes later the goat released his stored cum into her. The vampire felt his semen flowing down her gull and filling her mouth. </span></span></span>
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		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601219195_48656b1f1c_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4643/38601219195_48656b1f1c_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601218885_d82f2ce78b_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4679/38601218885_d82f2ce78b_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788976054_8ac3ea3a00_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4588/38788976054_8ac3ea3a00_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As soon as the animal had finished fucking her, Leandra got up and walked towards the farmer. “I think I’ve showed you that he’s still able to breed other goats. Now th-“</span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“No, you did not.” The man interrupted her. “You’ve sucked his cock, that’s nearly the same as rubbing it. He has to mount you that I know he’s still the old.” He chuckled. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“YOU ARE KIDDING ME!” Leandra yelled angrily. “I just sucked the dick of fucking animal and now you’re telling me that this wasn’t enough?! I’m the damned second commander of the Imperial Legion of Skyrim and I will not fuck a stupid goat, just for your pleasure!” </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Then I won’t tell you anything, second commander.” The man told her.</span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">A few minutes later the Breton woman sighed and began to undress. “If you tell anyone about this I’ll kill you, are we clear?” She asked the man.</span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Of course. Now kneel down, I’ll help Gledar to find his way inside you.” The farmer said. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra did as he wanted and felt the goat’s member and the farmers hand rubbing her pussy. “Get you -nghh- hands of me!” She moaned. To her surprise he did as he was told, but then the member entered her insides. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788975754_805a68647a_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4636/38788975754_805a68647a_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601218195_7d735728d4_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4732/38601218195_7d735728d4_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601217925_70c4d11de6_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4739/38601217925_70c4d11de6_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601217635_fc4b8a63ce_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4739/38601217635_fc4b8a63ce_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601217385_db70acaf45_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4729/38601217385_db70acaf45_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a while the vampire couldn’t hold it back and began to moan in pleasure, as the goat thrusted his dick inside her again and again. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“It feels good, doesn’t it?” The farmer asked her while staring at her tits being pushed forth and back. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“What -nghh- do you -nghh- know about this?” Leandra moaned. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Well my wife always tells me that it does.” He laughed as he continued to enjoy the vampire’s body. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788974934_dd5e7a3a9f_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4736/38788974934_dd5e7a3a9f_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601217295_9b971361a5_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4635/38601217295_9b971361a5_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="24630327137_3dc1b2048b_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4643/24630327137_3dc1b2048b_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="24630326957_f33c2c7453_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4728/24630326957_f33c2c7453_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601215925_ce5944fd2a_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4595/38601215925_ce5944fd2a_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Shortly before the goat came into Leandra he pressed her head on the ground. A few moments later the red-haired woman felt his cum pouring into her and filling her pussy up with his white, sticky liquid. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601215355_5d86f29f75_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4642/38601215355_5d86f29f75_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788972754_52a1b2f3d1_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4736/38788972754_52a1b2f3d1_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601214745_0d641f42ee_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4693/38601214745_0d641f42ee_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788972304_549aac6d2c_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4647/38788972304_549aac6d2c_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After he was finished Leandra removed his member from her sex and got up, feeling the cum leaking from her vagina. “So, my information.” The vampire demanded.</span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Well, yes. Before you sold Gledar you said something about a wedding, Whiterun and Ysolda.” The farmer said and looked at her breasts. “I have to say your body is amazing.” </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Shut up, you pervert.” Leandra said and dressed herself. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb"> </span></span></span>
		</p>
	</div>
</div>

<p>
	 
</p>

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	<div class="ipsSpoiler_header">
		<span>Spoiler</span>
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	<div class="ipsSpoiler_contents">
		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601214455_859d3055cf_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4595/38601214455_859d3055cf_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After an hour, in which the weather changed to the worse, Leandra arrived in Whiterun, searching Ysolda. I didn’t take long to find her, as she approached the vampire. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Why are you here? I thought you’d marry today.” She said to Leandra who didn’t know what she was talking about. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Wait. Marrying someone? Did I say where and who? Sorry, but I don’t remember anything.” The red-haired Breton said to the Nord woman.</span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You said you met your fiancé at Witchmist Grove. The story was like it would be in a storybook and then you told me you’d have a party at Morvunskar with some mages. But if the marriage doesn’t happen, I want my ring back.” Ysolda told the vampire with a smile on her face.</span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Don’t worry I’ll give you this ring back. As soon as I can.” Leandra promised her and hurried away. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788971994_f00f620025_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4600/38788971994_f00f620025_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601213925_972503d917_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4601/38601213925_972503d917_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As the vampire arrived in Witchmist Grove she saw a hagraven waiting in front of her hut. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Ah, you’ve returned my precious. Shall we marry now?” The half raven asked Leandra. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Actually I wanted to get the ring back.” She answered with an apologizing smile. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“No! You love this other bitch, don’t you! She has darker feathers than me, but she shall never get you! You’re mine!” The hagraven yelled and began to attack. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788971434_86337d93a3_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4683/38788971434_86337d93a3_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601213435_8953f10fac_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4681/38601213435_8953f10fac_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a short fight Leandra cut the throat of the hag and stripped the ring of her claws. “I can’t believe I wanted to marry such a thing.” She muttered and began her way to Morvunskar. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788970924_72e3f5334e_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4597/38788970924_72e3f5334e_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="24630325137_769fd29e9a_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4680/24630325137_769fd29e9a_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601212355_266912fc1f_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4726/38601212355_266912fc1f_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="24630324547_a67018d7c9_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4597/24630324547_a67018d7c9_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601211735_917d51a67d_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4587/38601211735_917d51a67d_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="24630324107_abdba17e53_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4679/24630324107_abdba17e53_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601211235_dc39495abb_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4738/38601211235_dc39495abb_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="24630323847_b44f88c165_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4596/24630323847_b44f88c165_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The mages tried to keep the Breton out of the fortress, but her armour deflected most of the fire and Leandra began to slaughter them one after the other, until she stood before a portal. “Oh. It seems like I have to enter it. Hopefully nothing goes wrong.” The red-haired woman muttered and stepped inside the portal. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788968494_e7462b7639_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4725/38788968494_e7462b7639_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788967984_93382ca864_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4733/38788967984_93382ca864_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">She felt herself being pulled up- and downwards before she felt the ground under her feet again. “Where in Oblivion am I?” She asked herself as she continued to walk the way towards the music and the voices she heard from afar. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38601210025_37b28db025_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4688/38601210025_37b28db025_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788967644_5fc4f1ed10_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4639/38788967644_5fc4f1ed10_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788966064_7e57c36529_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4647/38788966064_7e57c36529_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788966024_08feefebb8_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4638/38788966024_08feefebb8_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">She saw the same man from the Winking Skeever waiting for her. As she came nearer he began to glow until he wore a daedric armour. “Ah, so the Dragonborn returns. I have to say it was fun watching your adventures.” He said with a muffled voice. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Who are you?” Leandra asked him confused. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The man chuckled before he answered. “Oh you still don’t know it? I am Sanguine, the daedric prince of debauchery!”</span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“So all of this was just for your entertainment? A mere joke?” The vampire asked angrily. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“A joke?! No! Not at all! Didn’t you learn anything from this journey? You learned that some people are very attached to their pets. You also learned that some people in Skyrim prefer mating with animals then with humans. You can’t say that this was just a joke. And you know what’s even better? Before you leave you can sate your hunger for lust and then you get my artefact!” The daedra said in a cheerful way before he charmed Leandra, so she’d want to fuck him once again. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788965774_3f20a5be6f_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4596/38788965774_3f20a5be6f_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788965544_e0aaca3154_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4634/38788965544_e0aaca3154_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="39497634971_549f0bd927_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4637/39497634971_549f0bd927_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Soon enough Leandra began to ride his member, moaning as it filled her sex. </span></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="39497633381_da0ef70e18_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4687/39497633381_da0ef70e18_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
		</p>

		<p>
			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><img alt="38788963634_ac61041ec3_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4646/38788963634_ac61041ec3_b.jpg"></span></span>
		</p>

		<p>
			 
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">He continued to fuck her in a faster pace until at last he let out a load moan and filled her pussy with his semen. A few seconds later the vampire also had her orgasm and the last thing she felt before she left the realm of Sanguine was his member spurting his cum inside her. </span></span></span>
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			<span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra woke up in the Winking Skeever with Sanguine’s Rose laying next to her. “That was certainly an experience.” She muttered as she took the staff. “I don’t have to repeat that, to be honest.”</span></span></span>
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			<br><span style="color:#27ae60;"><span style="font-size:18px;"> <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After Leandra had killed the leaders of the Dawnguard, she did Vorohah’s bidding and went to claim some of the daedric artefacts. As the sun set and the night began to start, the vampire was walking through the Rift. </span><br><br><img alt="27311412249_9d72808b48_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4641/27311412249_9d72808b48_b.jpg"><br><br>
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			 <br><br><i><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">There. I can feel the power of a daedra nearby. </span></i><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">She heard the priest’s voice in her head. </span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The armoured woman searched for a path through the grass and at last found one, leading to an orc stronghold. She walked down the path, until she suddenly heard a thundering roar from above. Leandra looked up and saw a purple dragon with a glowing horn and eyes flying towards her. The woman drew her sword as the dragon landed in front of her, while absorbing the soul of another dragon, which corpse lay next to the stronghold. </span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Let’s begin!” She yelled and began to attack the dragon. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After the two fought for a while, the dragon lowered its head and made it, so Leandra could grab the horn and vault herself on its head. The dragon tried to shake her off, but the vampire had a strong grip and was able to shove her sword in one of his eyes. After she did this, she jumped off the dying dragon, also absorbing its soul. She turned towards the stronghold, but decided to wait until the sun would rise again, since it wasn’t a trustworthy situation she was in.</span><br><br>
			 <br><br><img alt="38207101785_50787ff6df_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4594/38207101785_50787ff6df_b.jpg"><br><br>
			 <br><br><img alt="27311410169_32cfef0138_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4642/27311410169_32cfef0138_b.jpg"><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As the sun rose Leandra walked towards the gate, seeing a female orc standing before it.</span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“What do you want here, stranger?” She asked the vampire in a distrustful tone.</span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I heard you need help. So, I want to help.” She answered honestly and smiled a bit to gain her trust. </span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Do you now?” The orc asked. “Very well. Follow me.” </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The orc woman led her to the longhouse and to the chief of the tribe. </span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Yamarz. This stranger wants to help our tribe. You know we’ve waited too long. We need to talk to Malacath.” The shaman said to the chief.</span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“And what then? Do you think he can erase our problems? He can’t.” The chief told her and began to turn away. </span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Our tribe is weak! You know that the other strongholds laugh about us! Do something against it!” The shaman yelled angrily. </span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Fine. If you’re quiet when Malacath doesn’t speak to us.” Yamarz said and opened the door to go outside. “This will never work.” He muttered. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After the shaman had prepared the ritual, all of the orcs and Leandra heard the voice of the daedric prince. “Yamarz! You dare to call upon me?! This tribe once was strong, but under your rule it has grown weak. My shrine is now a camp for giants! You will cleanse this, or you will die.” He commanded and the prince’s aura vanished. </span><br><br><i><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Go with Yamarz, Leandra. </span></i><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Vorohah said to the vampire in her mind.</span><br><br>
			 <br><br><img alt="38207099665_b1e98c829e_b.jpg" src="http://farm5.staticflickr.com/4633/38207099665_b1e98c829e_b.jpg"><br><br>
			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As Leandra arrived at the cave leading to the shrine of Malacath, Yamarz was already waiting for her. </span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“You got me to do this, so now you will help me, woman. We need to kill those damned giants.” The chief told her and entered the cave, not waiting for her response.</span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">They walked through the cave, but, to Leandra’s surprise, they didn’t come across giants at all. So they left the cave again, looking down on the shrine and a giant standing in front of it. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Yamarz stormed forward to kill the giant, but the creature killed him in one blow. </span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Oh, come on…” Leandra muttered under her breath as she drew her sword again to kill the giant. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a long and exhausting fight, the giant finally fell before the vampire. Leandra strode forth to claim her reward which was Malacath’s cleaver. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra returned to the tribe once again, explaining to the shaman how Yamarz died. </span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“He was too weak lead us then.” The orc told her and began another ritual. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As it began Malacath began to speak once again. “Gularzob! I name you the new chief of this tribe. And you, stranger. You are my new champion now. Take this hammer as a sign of my appreciation.” He said before he vanished once again.</span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra took the hammer from it’s pedestal, surprised by its weight. </span><br><br><i><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Damn I’m nearly too weak to lift it. </span></i><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">She thought to herself, before putting it into her magical backpack. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">She wanted to go when Vorohah interrupted her. <i>It may be good to have the support of those orcs. The new chief will trust you if you let him use you. </i>He said to her. </span><br><br><i><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">But I don’t want to let him fuck me. </span></i><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra answered and began to walk, until she suddenly stopped. </span><br><br><i><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">You little bitch! You will do my bidding! If you like it or not! </span></i><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The priest yelled and forced her to go into the longhouse and to undress, waiting there for Gularzob.</span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a few minutes the orc entered and saw Leandra kneeling in front of him, naked. </span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“What are you doing here? Undressed as you are, one could think you want to be fucked.” He said and began to grin a bit.</span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The vampire smiled at him and nodded. “You are right. I always wanted to feel an orc between my legs and you are strong enough to fulfil my wishes.” She told him seductively and began to fiddle at his armour. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After he was also undressed he laid down and waited for Leandra. “Show me what you’re able to do then.” He said to her, as she slowly began to settle down. Both, Gularzob and Leandra let out a moan as his cock entered her pussy. “Nghh- I never thought a Breton could feel that good!” The chief said in pleasure as the red-haired woman began to ride his dick. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a while Gularzob threw Leandra to the ground and began to fuck her. He started to fuck her in a fast pace and Leandra began to breathe faster under her moans as his member filled her up and moved back and forth again and again. “S-slow -nghh- down!” She said to him, but he didn’t listen and continued to exhaust her further. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a few minutes Gularzob placed his hand on one of Leandra’s breast while Leandra put her hand against his chest, trying to stay calm as long as possible. </span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Your pussy is so wet, it’s amazing!” The new named chief exclaimed as he hammered his dick into the Breton woman. “And your whole body is so arousing I -nghh- never thought I’d like -nghh- a body more than -nghh- the body of an -nghh- orc woman!” He yelled and even got a faster pace as he began to be close to his orgasm. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">The orc let out a loud moan as his member began to spurt his seeds into Leandra’s body. The vampire couldn’t get a hold of herself and moaned, not being able to talk. As Gularzob’s semen filled her up Leandra began to lose her consciousness. Her vision slowly darkened while the orc continued to fuck her and overfill her vagina with his cum. </span><br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I didn’t empty my balls in at least three months! You’re gonna be pregnant after this, I promise!” He yelled in arousal and didn’t recognize Leandra was already unconscious. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Leandra woke up outside of the stronghold, next to Frost. As she got up she saw Frost staring at a mare in front of him. Leandra’s mind was still controlled by Vorohah, so, as she stood in front of her horse and looked at his erected member she began to pleasure herself. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a while she got on her kneels and still stared at Frost’s dick, moaning and slowly reached out for his dock, beginning to strike it gently. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As soon as she came one more time, the vampire leaned forward and began to move her mouth up and down the horse cock. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">She then sat down and began to suck his cock, expecting him to cum soon. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As some pre-cum began to fill her mouth she turned her face away, but continued to rub his member until he began to ejaculate, covering her in his thick seeds as he did so. “Oh, you’re such a good boy, Frost! You need to be rewarded differently!” Leandra exclaimed in full arousal, not knowing what she was doing.</span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Vorohah made her kneel down and leading Frost’s member to her pussy. As soon as the horse felt the wetness of her womanhood he began to push himself in her. Leandra began to scream of pain and pleasure as she felt like she was teared apart by the cock. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">It didn’t take long before she began to have her first orgasm, while Frost continued to thrust his member in a faster pace getting closer to his own one. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After a while Frost’s member finally began to largen, as he began to pump his seed into the vampire’s sex. As he did so he pushed his cock fully inside her and Leandra was again on the brink of unconsciousness, until Frost pulled his dick out and let her fall to the ground. </span><br><br>
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			 <br><br><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Eventually Vorohah let her think on her own again. “Damn. Did I just really fuck with a Frost?” Leandra muttered to herself as she saw the cum on her breasts and sex. She licked her lips where some of the cum still was. “It’s not human, that’s for sure.” She continued and put her armour on again. </span><br><br>
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<br><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Those bastards will pay for what Beor has done to me.” The vampire muttered angry but at the same time in anticipation for what to happen. “Let’s make this a bit more dramatic.” She continued and cast a spell which made it, so that a dark cloud followed her when she walked.</span></span></span>
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<br><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After she walked for a bit and eventually came across a Dawnguard soldier. </span></span></span>
<br><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Who are you?” The soldier asked and drew her crossbow, but Leandra did not answer and began to attack the soldier before she could even release the bolt off her crossbow. After the soldier was dead the vampire butchered the peasants who searched refuge by the Dawnguard. </span></span></span>
<br><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“I am death.” Leandra said as she walked up to the castle.</span></span></span>
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<br><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">As she opened the gate to the castle she came across all the high ranking Dawnguard members, who were already ready for battle.</span></span></span>
<br><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“So at long last the vampires brought the battle to us. Very well. I know I’ll die here, but I’ll try to take you with me.” The leader, who was to Leandra’s surprise still Isran, said and attacked. </span></span></span>
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<br><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">After the fortress turned silent once again Leandra pulled the body of Isran to a wall and leaned him at it. </span></span></span>
<br><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">“Damn, I didn’t know you were still alive, but I should have known. Beor was a liar and a sadist. He just wanted to break my will.” She said and took off her helmet. “I’m really sorry. I didn’t know Beor was a rogue.” She muttered before she had to leave the castle. Leandra felt a pressure on her when she was in it.</span></span></span>
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<br><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Before she left the canyon for the last time, she looked around again. “I understand why you built your order there, Isran. It’s beautiful.” She muttered and turned around, to never return again. </span></span></span>
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	<span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#27ae60;"><span lang="en-gb" xml:lang="en-gb">Sorry again for that long break, but I'll try to update this blog regularly once again. </span></span></span><img alt=":grin:" data-emoticon="" src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/grin.png" title=":grin:"></p>
]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">5778</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Dec 2017 17:24:44 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Little Problem</title><link>https://www.loverslab.com/blogs/entry/5609-little-problem/</link><description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">Well I have a problem. I always imported my pictures from Flickr through creating a photo book and then copying them, but now flickr has a new system for the photo books and I can't copy the pictures anymore. :/ </span></span><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">If any of you has an idea, please let me know! </span></span><img src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/default_smile.png" alt=":)" data-emoticon="" srcset="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/smile@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20"></p>]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">5609</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Oct 2017 16:33:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>The Rite of Armour</title><link>https://www.loverslab.com/blogs/entry/5488-the-rite-of-armour/</link><description><![CDATA[
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:14px;"> S</span><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">o what do you want from me?</span></span><span style="font-size:14px;"> She asked him rather rude. </span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:14px;"><em><span style="color:#ff8c00;">I begin to feel my power returning again…</span></em></span><span style="font-size:14px;">He began to say in her head. </span><span style="font-size:14px;"><em><span style="color:#ff8c00;">And now I’m powerful enough to take physical form again and give you a new armour if you are willing to fulfil my wishes.</span></em></span><span style="font-size:14px;">He continued to say and laughed as he materialized in front of her. </span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">What do you want then?</span></span><span style="font-size:14px;"> The vampire asked the undead in front of her. Suddenly she felt how he cast a spell around them. </span><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">What did you do? I feel like the world is different than it was before.</span></span><span style="font-size:14px;"> She told him with a slight panic in her voice. </span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#ff8c00;">Oh that is because I stopped time for a short moment… the time we need if everything plays out as planned.</span></span><span style="font-size:14px;"> He said in an evil tone. </span><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#ff8c00;">Undress my servant!</span></span><span style="font-size:14px;"> He ordered and watched as Leandra slowly took off her armour. </span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#ff8c00;">Kneel!</span></span><span style="font-size:14px;"> He continued to order and Leandra just did his biddings, already fearing of what to come. As she kneeled down the red-haired woman felt the cold of the region slowly vanishing and in exchange it got a bit warmer. </span><span style="font-size:14px;"> </span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:14px;">Then suddenly Vorohah grabbed her and turned her around so she faced the ground, his feet held her up and then she felt his rotten member entering her insides. Leandra let out a moan of pleasure, fear and pain as his cock touched her cervix. </span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#ff8c00;">Oh you’re really this tight, like I -nghh- always imagined you’d be.” </span></span><span style="font-size:14px;">The undead moaned in pleasure as he continued to move her back and forth like she was nothing more than a piece of meat to him, only made for pleasuring him.</span><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#ff8c00;"> If I remember -nghh- correctly you created a spell which healed your vagina, so you’d stay tight while you -nghh- were a whore, didn’t you?</span></span><span style="font-size:14px;"> He asked her not expecting an answer.</span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:14px;">Then he turned around so she faced the sky and he leaned back, now moving his hips and not her. Leandra didn’t feel much pleasure as her pussy didn’t get wet, no matter what he did to her. </span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">No, please stop…</span></span><span style="font-size:14px;"> She begged, but he just fucked her harder as response. </span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#ff8c00;">You’re not getting -nghh- wet? Well here you go!</span></span><span style="font-size:14px;"> Vorohah yelled as he filled her with his seeds, which began to drip from her sex. </span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:14px;">After that he dropped her to the ground and watched her again. </span><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#ff8c00;">Even though you weren’t obeying me fully, I will grant you your new armour. Use it wisely.</span></span><span style="font-size:14px;"> He told her and began to vanish again.</span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:14px;"><em><span style="color:#00ffff;">Did this just really happen? </span></em></span><span style="font-size:14px;">Leandra thought after she felt Vorohah’s spell lifting. She touched her pubic hair and saw the cum of Vorohah on her fingers. </span><span style="font-size:14px;"><em><span style="color:#00ffff;">I guess it did… </span></em></span><span style="font-size:14px;">She thought disgusted but recognized her new armour. </span><span style="font-size:14px;"><em>“That’s an daedric armour!” </em></span><span style="font-size:14px;">The vampire thought excited and put it on.</span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:14px;">Leandra wore the new acquired armour and sword as she remembered Vorohah’s words again. </span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">He begins to feel his power returning… what does he mean and how powerful was he when he controlled Otar?</span></span><span style="font-size:14px;">” She muttered and began to walk home to Gregor. </span><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">No, I’ll not tell him about this.</span></span><span style="font-size:14px;"> She decided.</span></p></div>
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<p><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#008000;">I hope you all enjoyed this entry and please leave feedback! </span></span><img src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/default_smile.png" alt=":)" data-emoticon="" srcset="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/smile@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20"></p>
]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">5488</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Oct 2017 15:21:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Love</title><link>https://www.loverslab.com/blogs/entry/5450-love/</link><description><![CDATA[
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<p><span style="font-size:18px;">After her promotion to the Second General of the Imperial Legion, Leandra walked through the streets near Whiterun with her Housecarl of the Pale, Gregor, when he stopped her to talk.</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#ff8c00;">Gregor:</span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"> Eer, so Leandra do you want to have a date with me?</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;">He asked so fast that Leandra nearly wasn’t able to understand it. As she got the meaning of this words she began to smile.</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">Leandra:</span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"> Finally you’re asking! Of course I want!</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;">She said to him and hugged him. </span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:18px;">They took a short walk until Gregor told the vampire that they were at the place he wanted to go to. It was on an island in Lake Ilianta with a few trees and an already built tent.</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">Leandra:</span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"> So why don’t you tell me something of yourself?</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;">She asked him and sat down, wearing her casual clothing which protected her a just a little bit.</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#ff8c00;">Gregor:</span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"> Well I was born in the Pale as the son of a mercenary and a townswoman he seduced. I’ve never met him, but when I was 16 years old my mother gave me his sword and told me he gave it to her and he instructed her to give it to me when I would be old enough. Then I trained to be a mercenary but the Jarl decided that I should be a Housecarl for the next worthy thane and I wouldn’t have dreamed that this could be the famous Dragonborn, or such a beautiful and kind woman like you are. Why don’t you tell me something of you?</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:18px;">Leandra began to smile, but thought of the wounded rebels she decided to kill. But then she began to tell him of her life and how she found about her being the Dragonborn.</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:18px;">Then they got nearer and nearer until they kissed each other. Leandra felt like the time stopped as she kissed him and relaxed in his arms.</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;">When their lips departed Gregor began to stroke her hair and Leandra tried to open his armour.</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">Gregor:</span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"> Oh, you want to do this?</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;">He asked and began to open her clothing.</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:18px;">After they both were naked they lay down and Leandra fondled his cock. Gregor let out a moan and after a while Leandra put the tip of his member inside and began to move until they both came.</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:18px;">Since the sun was setting they slept in the tent, as soon as the morning was there they got out and Gregor lay down.</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#ff8c00;">Gregor:</span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"> Come here. I want you to feel good.</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;">He said and waited until Leandra’s pussy was above him. She moaned in pleasure as she felt his tongue inside her and after a while she began to suck and rub his cock until he came. He continued to lick her pussy until she also came.</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">Leandra:</span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"> Oh, that was awesome!</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;">She exclaimed and laid down beside him, her breasts touching his skin.</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#ff8c00;">Gregor:</span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"> I’m glad you liked it, since this was the first time I had sex with a woman.</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;">He told her shyly.</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">Leandra:</span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"> Really? You were really, really good. I’ve fucked men who were very experienced but didn’t made cum and feel good as you did.</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;">She told him and kissed him and felt a warmth in her heart.</span><br><span style="font-size:18px;">  </span><br></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">Sorry again for this long absence but the weather where I live was very good and I suddenly began to like Dead by Daylight again. </span></span><img src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/default_biggrin.png" alt=":D" data-emoticon="" srcset="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/biggrin@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;"> Please leave feedback! </span></span><img src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/default_smile.png" alt=":)" data-emoticon="" srcset="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/smile@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20"></p>
]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">5450</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2017 14:21:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Summary</title><link>https://www.loverslab.com/blogs/entry/5375-summary/</link><description><![CDATA[
<p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-size:18px;">After the last events Leandra slowly regained Skyrim until at last the Imperials stormed Windhelm and killed the leaders of the rebellion.</span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Then Leandra was named Second General of the Imperial Legion by the Emperor himself.</span></span></p>
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<p><br><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-size:18px;">That was the really, really short summary of what happened before I lost my shots, but never mind. In the next time, the story will contain some (mis-)adventures </span></span><img src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/default_tongue.png" alt=":P" data-emoticon="" srcset="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/tongue@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20"><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-size:18px;"> of Leandra.</span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">As you surely noticed, the last entry is around a month old and that has one simple reason: I can't find the screenshots of the war chapter.  :/</span></p>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;">You know, General Tullius would want me to let you live and I think I will- </span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;">She began to speak as she heard Vorohah’s voice again. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#ff8c00;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">The Stormcloaks killed your father, they raped and killed your mother and now you want them to survive? Kill them and get your revenge! </span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;">He said seductively and made Leandra obey his words. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;">She paused a moment before her words disturbed the peaceful silence. </span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;">There are no prisoners. </span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;">She said and watched Stenvar shoving his sword through flesh and bones. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Tullius looked at her with a happy expression on his face. </span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#FFFF00;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Good I knew I’ve given this mission to the right person. So as you know we’ve been trying to get Whiterun into Imperial control but Jarl Balgruuf refuses to accept our help. Bring this letter to him and try to convince him allying with us. </span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;">He told her in a serious tone.</span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She opened the door to Castle Dour, not the best name for headquarters and saw the famous General Tullius and Legate Rikke debating over Whiterun. As soon as they saw the redhaired woman they grew quite until Tullius broke the silence. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#ffff00;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Are my men now giving entrance to every citizen? </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">He asked with his deep, commanding voice. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Leandra smiled slightly at his words before she answered him. </span></span></span><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">I am Leandra. I am the Dragonborn of legends and I would like to join the Legion… sir. </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She told him. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#ffff00;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Is that so? Well if you really are the Dragonborn you have to prove your worth to us. On the mountain is a fort, its name is Hraggstad, and it would be a good place for us to garrison troops there. I know that you may be thinking why we didn’t already take this fort. Well to be honest: We don’t have the men. We can’t be sure that we’ll be able to take it with a few men but I can’t waste men to capture it, since this would invite the Stormcloaks to attack us. </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">He told her ashamed. Leandra laughed a bit before she answered. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">This is all? Capture a fort? Nothing easier than that. With my Thu’um I’ll crush these bandits. Consider this fort yours… ours. </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She said confidently and headed of to the castle in the hills. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">As she arrived there she saw bandits patrolling the walls. She saw how badly they were equipped and knew that this wouldn’t be a fair fight. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She ran inside and cast a fire spell, burning the bandits alive and soon enough the air was filled with the smell of burning flesh and blood. After a while the bandits were all dead and Leandra fully fed.</span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She returned to the castle where she reported back to duty and took the oath to join the Legion. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#800080;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Leandra? We found the location of the Jagged Crown. It lays in Korvanjund but before you go there we need mercenaries. Go and find some. The Empire is only ready to pay three of them. </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Legate Rikke told her seriously. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Leandra placed her hand on her heart and nodded. </span></span></span><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">I will find them. I will recruit the best in all of Skyrim. </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">The vampire responded solemnly.</span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">After a day of travelling in the cold of Skyrim Leandra arrived in the Pale. She walked towards a house with banners of a daedric cult in front of it. She overheard an argument of a woman and a man with the robes of the Mythic Dawn. After they had finished she rose her voice nervously. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Do you know where I could find a mercenary? </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She asked the man. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#dda0dd;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">What?! In the inn, of course! Why don’t you come inside and learn more about the Mythic Dawn? </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">He asked rather friendly. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Leandra shook her head and smiled. </span></span></span><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">I would but I don’t have time to be distracted, sorry. </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She told him and walked towards the tavern.</span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">In front of it stood a man in Vanguard Armour, like only the mercenaries or brigands wear them. Leandra walked up to him, her heart beating nervously, since she didn’t know what she’d do if he would refuse to join her. </span></span></span><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Eer hello! Are you a mercenary? </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She asked him friendly. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">He turned towards her and Leandra felt his stare through his helmet. </span></span></span><span style="color:#daa520;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Aye I am. You just have to pay me 500 septims and I will join you. </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">He told her in a deep voice. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Leandra searched in her pockets and gave him a coin purse with the septims inside of it. </span></span></span><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Here you go. </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She said with a smile. </span></span></span><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Let’s enter the inn. I’m cold and what is there better than drinking some ale? </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She laughed and opened the door. Her cheeks began to burn as the warmth slowly settled but after a while she began to feel better.</span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">And so, the vampire began to drink one round after the other until she felt dizzy and stumbled towards Benor, the mercenary, not knowing what she was doing. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Hey Benor! Do you want to -higs- follow me to my room? </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She asked him and he chuckled and carried her to the room. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Turn around! </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She giggled and began to undress. </span></span></span><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">And again! </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She ordered him and saw how his eyes gazed upon her body. </span></span></span><span style="color:#daa520;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">I’m not sure if this really is what you want. </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">He said cautiously. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Nonsense! Come over here! </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She said seductively and began to open his armour. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#daa520;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Okay now! Take me! Collect your prize. </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She said and kneeled down, showing off her sex. He approached her, his member was fully erect and he thrusted it inside her. Leandra felt a sensation when his length filled her up and began to moan in pleasure. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">After a while her moans got louder and louder. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#daa520;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Could you be a -nghh- bit quieter? </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Benor asked while he rammed his cock faster and faster inside her. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#5b9bd5;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">I</span></span></span><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">f you -nghh- say so… </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She grunted and tried to suppress her moans. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">After a few minutes Leandra felt how Benor released his thick cum inside her.</span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">After that he lay on the ground and the redhaired woman began to ride him getting him and herself close to the next orgasm. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">As she felt that Benor came again inside her she began to giggle. </span></span></span><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">Oh, we’re not finished yet! You have to make me cum to. </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She told him and put his still erect dick at her lips moaning in pleasure. After a while Leandra couldn’t resist and put it inside her wet pussy. As she began to ride him the scent of sex filled the air and her juices began to drip on Benor’s crotch. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">When Leandra finally hit her limit and her body began to tremble because of pleasure, they were both full of sweat and exhausted. </span></span></span><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">I-I think I’ll sleep n-now. </span></span></span><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:18px;">She panted, went to her bed and lay down. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ff00;">Halt unkown traveler! This is the tomb of the dragon priest Hevnoraak. Be gone! </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">He said in a voice, that only ethereal beeings posses. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;">Therefore I am here. Leandra told him confident. </span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">I am the Dragonborn. I am here to put Hevnoraak to rest, once and for all. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">She continued.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">The ghost stood up, relief on his face. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ff00;">Finally you appeared. I felt the birth of the Dovahkiin, but I wasn't sure if he or she will ever come to aid me in this task. Hevnoraak transfered his blood into three phials, during his lifetime. I feel how he gets stronger with every day. I need your help to slay him. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">He told her. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">Leandra smiled as she heared this. The dragon priest tried to become a lich, to be more powerful than any mortal, but he didn't think about the Dragonborn, who was also a pure blooded vampire.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">I will help you. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;">She told him. Suddenly she felt the might of Vorohah again, he wanted her to give herself to the ghost. </span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">I-I have a question. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">Leandra said to him. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">The ghost seemed surprised. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ff00;">What do you want to know? </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">He asked.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;">First of all, what is your name? And how long has it been since you have been pleasured by a woman? </span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">She asked with a seductive smile.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">The ghost chuckled nervously. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ff00;">Well my name is Valdar. To be honest... I never had the privilege of having a woman or a wife. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">He told her ashamed. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">Now Leandra felt truly sorry for him. He sat here since thousands of years and was still a virgin. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">Well then you'll have your first time as ghost with an undead like me. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">She told him. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;">As answer Leandra simply undressed. She felt that Valdar only had eyes for her chest. </span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">After he was also naked, Leandra kneeled down and Valdar grabbed her head and put his member gently in her mouth. For Leandra it was one of the weirdest feelings she ever had, since she felt his member at one moment and in the other she didn't. Suddenly Valdar began to move faster, fucking her mouth. Leandra began to touch his cock with her tongue wich made him moan in pleasure.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ff00;">Dragonborn that was so good. I thank you. At least I had one good time in my life. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">He said as he pulled his still erect and throbbing member out of her mouth. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">Oh, you don't think we're finished now, do you? Lay down. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">She giggled. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">And as he did she began to gently place her lips around his cock, licking the tip and slowly taking more and more in her mouth. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-size:18px;">After a few minutes he came again, this time Leandra let him extrude his warm sperm over her upper body. She somehow enjoyed the feeling of his cum on her skin and making this old ghost happy.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;">Okay, since your still erect, I don't know how you do this by the way, we're getting to the real part. </span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">She said and kneeled down. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">Come on, get inside me. Fill me up with you ethereal cum. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">She told him as he waited for him.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ff00;">Oh gods! That feels so -nghh- good! I hope I don't hurt you, Dovahkiin. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;">Valdar groaned in pleasure.</span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ff00;">I'm sorry but I think I can't continue anymore. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">He said ashamed. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">Leandra smiled as she cleaned her skin of his seed. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;">You don't need to excuse yourself. Many men wouldn't be able to even cum to times in a row. She told him and dressed herself. </span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">Now to the matter at hand. Let's kill Hevnoraak.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">What should I do now? </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">She asked him curiously as he gave him the blood.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ff00;">You need to sit on Hevnoraak's throne, while I pour it in this vessel. When he returns you need to kill him, otherwise we're all doomed. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">He told her. Leandra could see how he feared this moment.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:#008000;"><span style="font-size:18px;">And then the dragon priest fell. In that moment Leandra heared Valdar's voice, echoing in her mind. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#00ff00;">Thank you. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#008000;">As she turned around she didn't see him anymore. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:#00ffff;">I suppose he's in Sovngarde now. </span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">She thought and took Hevnoraak's mask. </span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:#00ffff;">I wonder if Valdar would have helped me if he knew that I just want to become more powerful. </span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">She said in her mind as she left the ruin.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(240,255,240);">You're new here traveler? Welcome to Markarth, the safest city in the reach. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">He told her in a warm tone and smiled while he gazed upon her face.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);"><span style="font-size:18px;">As soon as she pushed the gates open, she smelled the air wich was full of the scent of fesh meat, smoke and the not so well smelling odours of a large city. She looked around the marketplace and saw a man in common miner clothing, drawing a dagger and sneaking up on an imperial woman.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(255,140,0);"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">Kill him! Now! </span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">Vorohah orderd and Leandra acted, shoving the blade made out of dragonbones in his back.</span></span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(240,255,240);">There's nothing to see here! The Markarth City Guard has everything under control! </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">He said nervously and looked around for reinforcements.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);">I just killed a man and you say you have everything under control? That's hard to believe. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">She said with a confidence that was caused by her arousal of the smell of fresh blood. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:rgb(240,255,240);"><span style="font-size:18px;">Yes we have everything under control. Now be gone, Breton. Your kind has always had ties with the Forsworn. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">He said angry and unsheathed his mace. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);">Yes, yes I'll be going now. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">She mumbled, fearing that he would bring her to the Cidnah Mine, wich was infamous for its ruthless methods of treating the prisoners.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">As she walked on, she noticed cum on her armor, wich may have been the reason why the citizens looked at her the way they did. As she continued to Understone Keep, the home of the Jarl, she stumbled upon two men, one wearing the robes of a Vigilant of Stendarr. As she saw it she cast a spell, wich made men not able to see that she was a vampire, as they were distracted by everything and weren't able to look at her face. As she arrived the two were finished talking and the Vigilant turned towards her.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(255,160,122);">Have you seen anything unusual about this house? Seeing anyone entering or leaving? </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">He asked her, rather worried.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);">No. I just arrived this day. Why are you asking? </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">Leandra asked, fully aware of the risk that came with speaking to a vampire hunter.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;">I believe that this house has been used for daedra worship. Maybe you can help me? </span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">He asked with a look on his face wich told her that he imagined her body without the armour. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);">Yes of course. I'm right behind you. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">She said and followed him through the door. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;">The Vigilant also recognized this. </span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(255,160,122);">Hmm, strange. No woodrot on the furniture but the people I asked said no one enters or leaves. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">He told her and looked around the room, suddenly they heared a noise from below and they both went down, catiously since they didn't know what to expect.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);"><span style="font-size:18px;">They arrived in front of a door. Leandra tried to open it but it was locked. As soon as she turned around she saw a kettle floating in the air, she felt how a powerful beeing awoke and the lights began to go out. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(255,160,122);">Stendarr protect us! This isn't an ordinary daedra! We need to get help! </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">The Vigilant yelled and ran upstairs, praying the whole time.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">Leandra followed him and began to hear a familiar voice in her head. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:rgb(178,34,34);">Weak. He is weak. You are strong. Crush him! </span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">She didn't react to Molag Bal as she stood in front of the door wich led outside. </span></span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(255,160,122);">Come on. You first. </span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;">The Vigilant of Stendarr said, not beeing inflicted by Molag Bal. </span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;">Leandra tried to open the door but it didn't move in the slightest. </span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:rgb(178,34,34);">No. Crush his bones. Tear at his flesh. You will kill. You will kill or you will die! </span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">Molag Bal said, making the house tremble.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">This time the Vigilant heared him and his believe to Stendarr broke. </span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(255,160,122);">No. I don't wanna die. I can't die here! The daedra has us. It's you or me, I'm sorry. </span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">He told Leandra and began to attack.</span></span></span></span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;">Ah, Leandra. I remember you. Or at least your body as I performed the ritual on you. What I want? I want submission. I want the priest who did this, who desecrated my altar, to bend his knees and give me his soul. He came by to perform Boethia's insulting rites at my altar, but he has gone missing captured and bound, left to rot. Free him. Let him perform his rite one more time and when he does, we will be waiting for him. </span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">He told her, getting louder and louder until he screamed of anger. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(178,34,34);">Will you do this? </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">He asked in a dangerous tone.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);">No, please not master. I beg of you don't punish me. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">Leandra submitted and tried to dissuade him of his plans. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">She then felt his member swelling as he came inside her, filling her pussy up with his foul liquid. He moaned in pleasure as he grabbed one of her breasts and at the desperate sounds she exclaimed. </span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(240,255,240);">Did you like that you cunt? Then you'll like the time in Cidnah Mine even more. Their all men and they haven't had a girl in years. </span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">He told her as he removed his now normal member of her pussy.</span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(255,140,0);"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">Don't you think I'm finished with you. You will go to this orc and ask him if he wants to use you... </span></span></span><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">Vorohah said angry as Leandra walked down the dirty path to some men.</span></span></span></span></p></div>
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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">After a few minutes he already began to cum inside her, shooting his cum directly in her womb. The orc continued to cum for another few minutes and as he pulled his cock out of her for a few seconds he shot his sperms over her abdomen.</span></span></p></div>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">Leandra arrived at Ragnvald an hour later. The cold wind blew over her face and made her shiver.</span><br><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">Damn this ruin is impressive! </span></span><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);"><span style="font-family:arial;">She thought as she stood in front of the entrance. </span></span>I think that this dragon priest is even more powerful than Volsung.</p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">She opened the door and inhaled the stale air of the ruin. She smelled death and decay in it, an evidence for draugr. She arrived in a large chamber where draugr stood and she cut through them as if they were nothing. The air was filled with the smell of burning flesh as the draugr died by fire or sword.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">After the draugr lay dead, Leandra approached a large coffin, wich was sealed by two iron shackles. Ontop of the coffin were two keyholes for releasing the seal and letting the coffin open. </span><br><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);">So there you lie... </span><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">Leandra whispered but her voice got louder through the echoes in the ruin. </span><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);">I'll free you and then I will end your life. </span></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">After a while she came across a black skull with gems in its eyeholes. Leandra put her hand on it and felt that it was made out of iron.</span><br><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">Seems like this is one of the keys for the coffin. </span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">She thought as she slowly ran her hand over the head. </span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);">This is probably a trap. I don't think the nords would have let this key just lying around without anyone to secure it. </span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">And so she took it and the coffins around her opened, freeing the draugr within them. </span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);">Ha! I knew it! </span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">She then found the second key in another large room, where the same trap was as in the other one. She killed the draugr and placed the second key in Otar's seal. She watched as the shackles slowly moved in opening the coffin.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">Then the sound of the top of the coffin breaking disturbed the silence of the tomb and Otar the Mad flew out of his coffin, in wich he was imprisoned for thousands of years. His mask was able to make even the bravest man cry for his mother, resembeling a face with a stitched eye and mouth. His cloak was torn to pieces.</span><br><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);">Uh-oh. That's not going to be easy. </span><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">Leandra said as she remembered the stories of Otar, how he was a fair ruler until he became insane and tortured his subjects, getting more and more powerful, until he couldn't be deafeated by the two best warriors in his time and now she, a small Breton should kill him. </span></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">And so the fight, wich lasted for an hour, began. Leandra cast a fire spell on the rotting dragon priest, while he shot a lighting bolt at her. He summoned a storm atronarch and Leandra's magic began to fly away like clothing in a strong wind. But finally, when Leandra was already at the end of her powers, she was able to kill the lich, sending him to Sovngarde where he'd be judged.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">Leandra didn't know why she put on the mask, but it should chanfe her life forever. As she felt the cold of the iron mask on her face she began to hear a voice, so quiet that she couldn't understand it but after a while it got louder, so loud that she coul hear his voice and what he said. </span><br><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:rgb(255,140,0);">Ah another one... Otar got boring... he was strong but not as strong as you are... Dovahkiin. </span></span><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">The voice said, sounding like it didn't speak in a long while but it was undoubtly a male voice wich was accustomed to order. Leandra got terrified and tried to put off the mask, but she wasn't able to move her body. She heared the voice laughing, an evil, sadistic voice wich was happy about her helplessness. </span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">I am Vorohah. I am the madness, the insanity and I have controll over everything. I am more powerful than the gods or daedras or they would've destroyed me long ago. Now then Dovahkiin, I have a offer. You will become my servant, my helper like Otar and I will let you regain controll over your body If you refuse I'll let you stay here, let you die. Now what do you say? </span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">He asked her, manipulating her mind. </span></span></span><br><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);">I will serve you, my master. I will be your slave and you can do with me whatever you want. </span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">She answered him in a trance like state of her mind. </span></span></span></span></span><br><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:rgb(255,140,0);">Good Leandra... aren't you tired? </span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">He asked her with a laugh.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);">Yes... </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">She answered and began to undress.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<p>She was lifted up, so one of the draugr could get under her, another held her arms together, so she couldn't resist and the last pulled at her head forcing her mouth on his cock. Leandra began to choke as she tasted the precum and rotting flesh in her mouth. Then she felt how the draugr beneath her slowly rubbed his member on her lips and her sex getting wet. She then felt his rotting cock ramming in her vagina, she leat out a moan of pleasure as she felt his length inside her but her moan turned into a cry of pain as the third one pentetrated her third hole. In this, for Leandra not comfortable position, the undead began to fuck her like she was nothing but meat.</p>
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<p><img src="https://farm5.staticflickr.com/4242/35064288611_88ca7fbe07_b.jpg" alt="35064288611_88ca7fbe07_b.jpg"></p>
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<p><img src="https://farm5.staticflickr.com/4277/34808263870_1fe3ba3272_b.jpg" alt="34808263870_1fe3ba3272_b.jpg"></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">After a few minutes the draugr came in and on Leandra, releasing the cum they held for hundreds of years. </span></p>
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<p><img src="https://farm5.staticflickr.com/4283/35064288491_cd817f0d65_b.jpg" alt="35064288491_cd817f0d65_b.jpg"></p>
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<p>Two draugr went away, but the other two still wanted more of her body. And so they continued to fuck her.</p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">And then Leandra couldn't controll herself. She was layered in cum and dripped out of her pussy. She walked up to a draugr who began to put his finger in her. The air was full of the scent of cum, the liquid of her sex and her sweat. </span><br><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);">Oh gods you're so good! Don't stop! Come on put your dick in me! I want to feel you inside me, I want the feeling when you cum inside me! Go on! Don't stop! </span><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">She screamed as she trembeled in pleasure.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">After the draugr came multiple times inside her wet, thight sex, she put her hand around his still erect member and began to massage it. The draugr touched her bum and also massage it.</span></p>
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<p>Without even knowing what she did she kissed the draugr.</p>
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<p><img src="https://farm5.staticflickr.com/4196/34350271514_a9e59be588_b.jpg" alt="34350271514_a9e59be588_b.jpg"></p>
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<p>Leandra got on her kness and began to suck his cock, this time enjoying the taste of it.</p>
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<p> </p>
<p><img src="https://farm5.staticflickr.com/4239/35194896105_2eeb7af180_b.jpg" alt="35194896105_2eeb7af180_b.jpg"></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">After he came inside her mout, Leandra heared the voice of Vorohah again.</span><br><span style="color:rgb(255,140,0);"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">Now you should run. I can't controll them any longer. </span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">He told her and so she did.</span></span></span></p>
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<p><img src="https://farm5.staticflickr.com/4226/34385230543_5d7ee8ce4b_b.jpg" alt="34385230543_5d7ee8ce4b_b.jpg"></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">Then, after she ran up the stairs, she was disgusted by herself that she had so much pleasure beeing fucked by draugr and letting Vorohah know of her most intimate feelings.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please leave feedback! </span><img src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/default_wink.png" alt=";)" data-emoticon="" srcset="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/wink@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);"> </span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">After the events at Volsung's tomb, Leandra travelled to the next dragon priest, Otar the Mad, who was supposed to be burried within Ragnvald. As the sun set she arrived at an orc stronghold where she gained entrance and a bed for the night for retrieving the Forgemaster Fingers. </span></p>
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<p>Leandra dressed herself and wanted to go to Ragnvald as she was stopped by the orc chief.<br><span style="color:#b22222;">You're the one who found the Forgemaster Fingers, arent't you? Well I can make you bloodkin, but only if you're able to beat me in unarmed combat. </span><span style="color:#008000;">He said to her and drank his water.</span><br><span style="color:#008000;">Leandra grinned and nodded. </span><span style="color:#00ffff;">I'll take your challenge. </span><span style="color:#008000;">She said, even though her chances to win were more than bad.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">And so the two began to fight. Leandra saw the huge orc rushing at her and wanting to hit her. </span><br><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">If he hits me I loose before the fight even begins to really start. </span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">She thought and dodged his fists, time and time again, punching him when he failed one. </span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">After a while Leandra was able to punch him in his croth, wich wasn't armored as Leandra expected, sending him to the ground.</span><br><span style="color:#00ffff;">Oh I'm sorry! I thought he would have some armor there and not... nothing. </span><span style="color:#008000;">She said, trying to oppress herself from laughing.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#b22222;">It's - alright. </span><span style="color:#008000;">He told her and got up, pain in his eyes. </span><span style="color:#b22222;">You bested me. An orc chief! Impressive. Especially for a tiny Breton. In my name as chief I declare you as blodkin, a friend to all orcs. I'll send word to the other strongholds, so you may be welcomed there. </span><span style="color:#008000;">He said.</span><br><span style="color:#00ffff;">Thank you. </span><span style="color:#008000;">Leandra answered. The chief turned around and started to walk away. </span><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">Hmm... I don't think that he will accept my offer to suck his dick as payment for me punching in his balls but we shall see. </span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">She thought. </span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">Hey wait! </span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">She said to the chief who turned towards her.</span></span></span><br><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#b22222;">What is it? </span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">He asked her.</span></span></span><br><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">Well I wanted to say sorry for punching you in your balls but maybe I can repay you. </span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">She told him with a seductive smile.</span></span></span><br><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#b22222;">What did you have in mind? </span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">He asked.</span></span></span><br><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">Well I could take your prescious thing in my mouth and suck it dry and then we will see how it develops. </span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;">Leandra said walking towards him.</span></span><br><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#b22222;">Since I'm the only one who is allowed to have children, I don't think I'm conflicting with the Code of Malacath. </span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">He said and opened his armor a bit, showing his erect member.</span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">Leandra bowed down putting her hands on his hips and began to slowly suck his member. </span><br><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">I'm surprised that he washed it. </span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">She thought as she tasted his cock. </span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:#00ffff;">This isn't what I expected of an orc. </span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#b22222;">By Malacath! None of my -nghh- wives can even -nghh- suck my cock half -nghh- as godd as -nghh- you! </span><span style="color:#008000;">He screamed while he pumped his cum in Leandra's mouth. </span><br><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">It tastes differently than the cum of the nords. </span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">She thought as she tried to swallow all of his sperm.</span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#00ffff;">So are you ready for more? </span><span style="color:#008000;">She asked the chief after they were finished.</span><br><span style="color:#b22222;">Of course I am. Come on undress. </span><span style="color:#008000;">He told her as he did the same.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#b22222;">Wow you have a pretty body but what do these tattoos mean? </span><span style="color:#008000;">He asked her as she stroke his cock making him cum again. </span><br>Nothing. I was captured by some less reputable members of the society and they found it funny to do this. <span style="color:#008000;">She answered.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#b22222;">I see. Well then are you ready for an orc schlong in your wet Breton pussy? </span><span style="color:#008000;">He asked her.</span><br><span style="color:#00ffff;">Of course. </span><span style="color:#008000;">She answered in anticipation and got onher knees.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#b22222;">Nghh- you're really thight and wet! </span><span style="color:#008000;">He exclaimed as he slowly slid his member inside of her. Leandra didn't say anything but moaned in pleasure as she felt his hot flesh inside her and his hips touching her butt. </span><br><span style="color:#b22222;">Okay now -nghhh- it's ti -nghh- time to really -nghh- begin! </span><span style="color:#008000;">He told her and began to prod her faster with his cock with every thrust.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#00ffff;">OH GODS! YES! THAT'S IT! </span><span style="color:#008000;">Leandra screamed, unable to controll herself as she orgasmed.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">After a few minutes he also came and released another load inside her fertile pussy, so much that it began to pour out, flowing down her skin. </span><br><span style="color:#b22222;">I -I am fully drenched. My balls are so empty they hurt. </span><span style="color:#008000;">He told her exhausted. </span><br><span style="color:#00ffff;">Okay. That was so good! I wasn't fucked so good in a long time! I'm not even sure if I can walk properly. </span><span style="color:#008000;"> She joked and cleaned her skin of his hot and sticky cum before she dressed herself again. </span><span style="color:#00ffff;">Farewell! </span><span style="color:#008000;">She took her leave from the stronghold.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">I hope you enjoyed this chapter. The next one (the real Otar the Mad chapter) will be out soon. Please leave feedback if you enjoyed or have anything to criticise. </span><img src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/default_biggrin.png" alt=":D" data-emoticon="" srcset="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/biggrin@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20"><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);"> </span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">Leandra stayed in Castle Volkihar for a few months, securing the loyalty of the other vampires towards her. She wasn't so stupid to trust Vingalmo or Orthjolf but they were still important characters who she didn't want as enemies. On one day she found a new armor and sword and after three months she heared rumors of the most powerful Dragon Priests in Skyrim. Leandra sent the vampires out to find the locations of their tombs and after a few weeks they came back with a few. The first and nearest location was the tomb of Volsung near Solitude in Volksygge.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">I still don't like nordic ruins. </span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">She thought as she walked in, cleaning her sword of the blood of bandits who lived outside the ruin. </span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:#00ffff;">I wonder if there are some more bandits in here because if that's so I'm going to have a feast in here. </span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">She continued further in the ruin.</span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">As she walked around a corner she saw a bandit directly staring at her. </span><br><span style="color:#00ff00;">Hey mate! Look what we've got her'! A good ole' whore! </span><span style="color:#008000;">He yellled and ran towards her, his blade drawn and undoubtly expecting her to yield.</span><br><span style="color:rgb(0,255,255);"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">Okay I'll get my blood... </span></span>Leandra thought as she stabbed the first one in his stomach.<br><span style="color:#ffa500;">You damned slut! He was my friend! </span><span style="color:#008000;">The other one screamed and attacked her without looking for his defilade and so she was able to shove her sword in his head.</span><br><span style="color:#00ffff;">Damn. You're pathetic. My clan wasn't that weak or we would have died faster. </span><span style="color:#008000;">She mumbled quietly as she exposed the throat of the orc.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">After a while she happened upon a Draugr Deathlord wich was ready to fight her. </span><br><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">Now that's a challenge... especially alone! </span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">She tought and began to cast her fire spells on his dry and rotten body. He tried to hit her but Leandra, who fully knew that if he'd hit her she wouldn't be able to fight him with her full powers, dodged his attacks.</span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">After a long fight she eventually hit him with her sword in his neck, breaking it. </span><br><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:#00ffff;">Wow that was really unpleasant. </span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">She tought as she cleaned her face from dirt. She kicked his corpse one last time and proceeded.</span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">With every step she took further into the tomb, the more draugr were waiting for her but eventually she was still able to defeat them with realtive ease.</span></p>
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<p>She arrived in a relative large room with two bridges leading over a small river.<br><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">Okay that seems like the room before the main chamber. I wonder how Volsung looks like... probably like Vokun. </span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:#008000;">She thought as she crossed the room.</span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">Leandra went up the stairs and saw a draugr in some kind of glass armor sitting on a throne. </span><br><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">You aren't Volsung are you? </span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">She thought as she walked towards him. Suddenly the draugr began to move. He summoned skeletons and began casting lightning spells on her.</span></span></span><br><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#00ffff;">You're taking all my magic! </span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">She screamed and tried to kill the undead as fast as possible.</span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">With every minute she got more exhausted. She was barley able to hold her sword but refused to give up. She knew that when she'd do this she would probably die and rot in this tomb until a brave adventurer found her. She wanted to hit him again but her blade was stuck in his mace and he was able to disarm her. He then hit her with the hilt on her head wich made her falling to the ground. He began to work on her armor and was somehow able to open it.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#00ffff;">No...please... </span><span style="color:#008000;">She mumbled as he put her legs up, revealing her sex. He took off his armor and Leandra's nose was flooded by the scent of decay and death. She could see his erect member and how he looked at her with anticipation. He placed himself upon her and began to touch her pussy with it. Leandra felt how she slowly got wet, opening herself further for the stinking cock.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">With one sharp thrust he rammed his cock in her vulva, reaching her cervix. His thrust got faster and the scent of sex nearly superposed the reek of decay. Leandra felt a sensation as he poceeded to fuck her, her pussy got more wet, to the point where the liquid dropped to the ground. She knew that she couldn't fight him now and that this was better than beeing killed.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">After a while she touched his head, hoping that he would understand that he should stop but he didn't. He just growled and rammed his dry member in her.</span></p>
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<p>Leandra lost herself in pure pleasure as he put himself fully in. She moaned in ecstasy, getting louder and louder with every thrust of the draugr.</p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">After a few minutes which seemed like hours to her, he came inside her, releasing a surprisingly fluid cum in her pussy, filling her up to the brim. He continued to lay ontop of her while cumming inside her for a whole minute. He then dressed himself and carried her to exit of the tomb, throwing her armor to her and walking away.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">A few days later Leandra came back, still wanting to kill Volsung. As she reached the room with the draugr inside he came towards her. He didn't drew his weapon. He just pointed on the ground, undoubtely wanting to fuck her again. Leandra took her sword and rammed it inside the head of the undead, watching as his life left him.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#00ffff;">You didn't think that I'd let you live after you violated me like that, did you? </span><span style="color:#008000;">She said to him. </span>Do you know how worried I was that you are still fertile? I had to ask a scholar and that was the most embarrissing thing I had to do in my life! <span style="color:#008000;">She walked on, opening the door to the outside.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#00ffff;">I guess you are Volsung! </span><span style="color:#008000;">She yelled as she saw a dragon priest hovering over his coffin. She drew her sword and rushed towards him, hitting him in his arm.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">And so the fight went on, until Leandra was finally able to kill him and to take his mask. </span><br><span style="color:#00ffff;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';">Wow that mask looks ridiculous. </span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#008000;">She thought as some kind of bird-like head looked back at her. </span></span></span><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-family:'comic sans ms';"><span style="color:#00ffff;">At least I feel the power within it. Good. Now the next one... </span></span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#008000;">I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please ignore the crosshair in one of the pictures and please leave feedback! </span><img src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/default_biggrin.png" alt=":D" data-emoticon="" srcset="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/biggrin@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20"></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">The following will explain lots of the actions Leandra will do or already did in the past. </span><img src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/default_biggrin.png" alt=":D" data-emoticon="" srcset="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/biggrin@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20"></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">Leandra was born in a small village near the border of Cyrodiil. Her parents were a Breton and a Nord, both skilled in the arts of combat and Leandra learned her magical abilities from her mother and her fighting skills from her father. They lived there happily until some Stormcloaks came into their village when Leandra was 16. Her mother was a battlemage for the army and her father a soldier. The stormcloaks searched for them and the townsfolk, who didn't trust the family because of their magic, led them to the family's house. They demanded them to come out, but Leandra's parents ordered her to run, knowing that they'd die. Leandra ran and hid on a hill and saw how her father was slaughtered. She then watched in horror how her mother was raped by the soldiers and by the inhabitants of the village and the burned alive. The rebels sent a searching-party after Leandra but she was already away.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">She ran and ran until she was captured by some bandits. One could think that they treated her bad but they had mercy on her after they heared her story and trained her even further. After two years she accompanied a raiding party on a rival bandit camp but they were ambushed by the very ones they wanted to kill. The bandits killed all male companions and captured the female ones. The bandits held them there as fuck toys and they couldn't escape nor were they rescued. It seems like a miracle that Leandra didn't get pregnant despite beeing fucked every day. One day a mysterious dunmer mage came and killed the bandits, while rescuing their slaves. Leandra couldn't thank her since the mage was as fast away as she appeared. After that Leandra went to the nearest city, Riften, where she whored herself in order to survive. With the age of 20 she bought some armor and weapon to wander around Skyrim.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">Because of her voluptuous body the men naturaly like her and often want her to undress. Leandra herself only does when she feels save or has to do it in order to survive... or when she drank too much. Since she isn't a steady drinker she's often drunk after a few bottles of ale and then can be convinced to do things she wouldn't do in her soberly condition. Another problem with drinking is, that she often can't remember what she did in this night and many men and women already exploited this state of her.</span></p>
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<p>Her natural hair color is black but she learned a spell in the College of Winterhold to change the color and she liked the red she now has the most. Of course she also learned there a spell to change her hair style but she doesn't use that as often. Leandra often says she's ugly despite the men saying the complete opposite. </p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">She is very powerhungry since she still thinks that she could have saved her parents from dying if she had known more powerful spells. She does everything to gain power and also to keep it. Even though most don't recognize it she has a certain ability to manipulate people and get them to do what she wants.</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">Even though she wants to find her true love, she doesn't mind of having "fun" with people she trusts. In fact she's a bit nymphomaniac and isn't satisfied until she's not fully exhausted and, if it is a man, full of his cum. Leandra is hetero but can also fuck with women if she needs to do that. </span></p>
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<p><span style="color:rgb(0,128,0);">I hope that everything is clearer now. </span><img src="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/default_biggrin.png" alt=":D" data-emoticon="" srcset="https://www.loverslab.com/resources/emoticons/biggrin@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20"></p>
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