Upon arriving to Riften, Enisse soon realized this was not a forgiving town. Said to be the home of the Thieves Guild and having been brought there by her slaver masters, she knew they were up to no good.

They outfitted her with pretty lace garments, but they didn't gave her any panties or a bra

She was used to walking around exposed, but never in front of that many people. She could almost feel the eyes of the curious, probing around every part of her nakedness

She shouldv'e been scared or worried, but her body instead was aching with anticipation

She wanted them to look at her pussy and her most embarrassing places

"Why am I such a whore?" was the thought that crossed her mind, but she couldn't help herself

The people in town were probably wondering why was she being paraded naked like that, and it was also strange that the guards would do nothing about it; but it was Riften. The most corrupt hellhole in all of Skyrim, second only to perhaps Markarth.

And so she found herself alone. Her masters had disappeared in the crowd, leaving her alone with the townsfolk.

Slowly, they approached, until one of them got confident enough to do what they were supposed to do.

Maybe Erevar had spread the word before, she was there as a gift and a free sample, a way to impress an audience and show them what slavers had to offer.

Didn't took them long to get creative on the ways they were gonna use her

MMHP YES MORE!! MORE!! - She screamed

"I have to endure this" she was thinking at the moment as her body was passed from one guy to the next

"If I only take it a little longer...."

But her mind was already slipping in ectasy

Her sanity wasn't her only worry. If what happened before, when she took the life out of one of her masters, would happen again, she was now in a crowded place and she wouldn't be able to hide it like she did last time. As much as she wasnted to give in, she had to resist.

On top of everything, she was getting increasingly worried about getting pregnant.

Ever since Enisse started having sex, she had magical wardings against that kind of thing, but she wasn't sure they would hold against such an onslaught.

Again and again, she lost count of how many men  came inside her. They even started taking bets on who would be the first one to impregnate her. A stupid bet, she thought. With that many, there would be no way to know if such a thing were to happen.

She never saw any faces, just dicks. Endless waves of dicks seeking release inside her body orifices.

By the time they were done with her, she was free to look for Master Erevar, who she had been told to look for in the warrens.

It was not a simple journey, and there were some unpleasant characters living there as well, who wasted no time in charging the passage price on her body.

While she was being ravaged by these people, the lowest of scoundrels, she couldn't help her mind from wandering.

Thinking of sweet Mina. Her friend and lover and what had become of her in the days where she was absent.

Did the Master turn Mina into a fuckdoll too?

Had she finally given in?

Such toughts only lead to despair, but they also gave her strength to face what was to come.

After many twists and turns, she had finally discovered the true heart of the city. Den of thieves, scoundrels, and the lowest kinds of trash society had to offer.

At first sight, the man in charge seemed to be a rogue type by the name of Bryinjolf

Accustomed to being a sex toy, Enisse was alredy presenting herself when she was shocked by the words that came out of that man.

"How about you do a job for me instead, and I tell your masters that you were the most pleasing slave I've ever seen?"

The man must have been insane. He didn't want to fuck her?

It's not that you're not an extremely beautiful lass, but I think you could be more than that. You were resourceful enough to get to this place by the long way, and I believe you can be more than this. If I'm right,  you're gonna help me prove it to you.

Meanwhile, Master Erevar and Unawyr were alrady there, discussing business with the real head of the operation

As soon as the deal was sealed, Enisse was put to work. They didn't tell her what the deal was but she had her suspicions

It was probably about slavery, and she was there to prove what a perfectly trained slave was capable of.

"GULP Gulp!"

MMMPH

Her little squirrel moanings and the sound of cocks slamming against her private parts echoed against the empty walls of the sewer and the quiet sounds of the running water. It was strangely peaceful

When they were finally done, she was exhausted. Enisse didn't even know her own body was capable of taking that much, but there she was, still holding in one piece. Though her mind soon found itself wandering again.

Maybe now that Enisse wasn't there to protect her, Mina had taken her place as the main fucktoy at the embassy.

Would mina be able to endure as much as Enisse did without loosing her sanity?

What would become of Mina without her around to comfort her after the daily poundings.

Brynjolf's offer was even more unusual for the kind of thing Enisse had been doing lately, But it would be the perfect chance to prove her worth.

A heist, no less.

She was to infiltrate a place called Goldenglow Estate, and retrieve some documents.

Getting in was easy. With gained confidence, her special senses started coming on more naturally and for the first time ever, she felt like she could finally control it.

Stealth only comes so far though, and it was not the only weapon at her disposal.

"Room service!"

She had managed to convince the mercenaries she was sent there as a gift, which thanks to her charms, was entirely believed.

 

The man actually was desperate after being threatened. Enisse assured him she had not been sent by the people he was worried about, and she came with an offer of help from the guild actually. Of course he wanted to accept and seal the deal.

He came deep inside her, making her feel completely filled

In a moment of clarity, Enisse knew her magic seals were no longer working and she was at increasingly high risk of getting impregnated

After delivering his load into her, the man was exhausted, leaving Enisse entirely free to search for the documents without interference. The mission had been sucesful and not a drop of blood had been shed.

Back in Riften, Brynjolf welcomed her with what seemed to be a glimpse of pride in his eyes.

Well done, lass. If you ever need a friend, you know where to find me. Welcome to the Thieves Guild.

The thieves guild? She never wanted to be a thief, but it was a sign of respect, and it was nice to be treated like a human being again.

She was bit disappointed that he didn't fuck her, but it didn't last long since her duties for the meeting were still not over.

As she tended to the guild master, Unawyr also tended to master Erevar.

Unawyr herself couldn't help but to be embarrased at what she was doing publicly. She was a Thalmor high officer and yet there she was, doing the same thing Enisse was. She shouldn't have that in common with a simple slave!

A shadow crossed her mind imagining maybe her boss wanted the same fate for her as well. But no, it wasn't possible. Erevar loved her and she loved him back, she would do anything for him, no matter how embarrasing.

Enisse would remain forever unaware of the thoughts in her only female Master, as she tended to her duties. Going on a heist had been fun but after a hard days actual work she was still horny, and needed a good fuck.

Once again, the guild master came inside her as all her worries about pregnancy returned, but most of all, she was thinking of her friend, and how they were gonna escape and put an end to this evil organization once and for all, an organization that today, had gained a new ally.

During the past few months, she had had to struggle with her own lust, and the ever present feeling that her sanity was slipping away as she turned more and more into a mindless fuckdoll. But strangely enough, the more she got fucked, the stronger she felt. She had finally reached a point where she felt ready to act, no matter how much she enjoyed being Master's little toy. From there on, there was a fire burning in her, the moment to act depended solely on chance.