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Departures, Hugs, and Spanks (Kirstia's Second Adventure, Chapter 10)


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I dozed on and off through the day. As it turned out, I was a lot more tired than I'd thought, and the time I'd meant to spend preparing my gear for exploring the cave ended up getting used for rest instead. Fortunately, Millonce was kind enough to let me use her bed; while it didn't compare with the wonderful mattresses and blankets at the College, the bedding was good enough that I could regain a lot of my spent energy.

 

While I dozed, I dreamed. I was crouched under Millonce's table, my head buried in a man's crotch. I was teasing and sucking at his balls as he rubbed his cock as it swelled under my efforts. His musky smell was thick on my nose... but I also wasn't alone. I sensed a presence - Faralda's magical device - seemingly invisible to my partner but painfully obvious to me. 

 

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Soon I could feel that the man's member had grown fully erect, pushing hot and unyielding against the side of my head. I rose then, rubbing my body against the man's as I extricated myself from beneath the table. Looking up, I saw that it was Nelacar. With his cock squeezed firmly between my breasts, I considered him for a moment.

 

"Weren't you dinner for wolves?"

 

He helped me to my feet, laughing, "they told me they were hungry, but my penis was so small it couldn't feed even their little pups... so they let me go."

 

"Well," I grinned, "aren't you fortunate."

 

Gently he beckoned me to brace myself against the chair as he pushed himself against me from the rear. I felt him pumping against me from behind, the head of his cock sliding up and down my slit and teasing the opening to my pussy.

 

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Turnining, I whispered to him, "are you sure your little baby dick can get inside at that angle?"

 

Nelacar groaned before gripping a handful of my hair. He pulled me backwards, plunging deep inside me. I gave a little gasp at that, before grinding my rear against his hips.

 

"No, no," I laughed as he drove deep into me with more and more force, "this'll never work, you're so tiny and delicate. You side down and lean back, let me take care of you."

 

Grunting loudly even as I mocked him, I had to give Nelacar a little push to get him off me. He plopped into the chair then and I climbed on his lap. 

 

"Ahh," I sighed as I slid down his length, "that's better." Raising and lowering my hips, I rode him at a relaxed pace while I ran my hands through the hair on his chest. I started near the base of his ribs, slowing working up until my hands were just under his pectoral muscles.

 

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Then, just as he closed his eyes blissfully, I twisted his nipples hard as I ground down  on him. He moaned loudly, and I could feel the pounding of his heartbeat inside me as his cock throbbed. From the way his face was twisting up, I knew he was close, so I leaned forward and whispered into his ear, "are you even inside me? You're so tiny I can't tell."

 

That did the trick, and he I could feel his hot cum pumping into me. I pulled and twisted at his nipples while continuing to ride him, drawing out ever drop that he had to offer me. 

 

"Ahhh," he groaned, "stop, stop, it's too much." His face took on a slightly pained expression and, when I refused to obey him, he tried to push me off him. It only resulted in me getting pushed back into the table; I kept him pinned to the chair, pounding him as I felt my own orgasm drawing near.

 

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Harder and harder he struggled, but the strength granted to me by the Warrior Stone countered him push for push, and we stayed in motion as I came closer... and closer... and....

 

...I awoke with a cry as a climax rippled through me. I arched my spine back, breathing hard, as my thighs and nethers clenched and released several times until I started to regain some control over my body. As my senses returned to me, I heard a soft, mewling moan near the bed. Rolling to my feet, I found Millonce standing there, covered in sweat and furiously rubbing between her legs.

 

"What are you doing?" I whispered.

 

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"It's... it's the piercing," she sighed, not stopping her masturbation, "you were dreaming and... mine started throbbing and tickling. I think it was resonating with yours. I... ah... I can't stop..."

 

She sank to her knees then, rubbing deeper and slower as I stood over her.

 

"I... I'm not bothering you, am I?" she asked.

 

I laughed, then shook my head. "No, no, carry on I guess."

 

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While Millonce continued to squirm and pant on the floor, I found the bucket that served as her toilet and made myself comfortable. Then I unscrewed the stopper on my wineskin and spread my legs a little more for easier access. This particular wineskin had a threaded wooden receiver that the stopper screwed into, making it doubly valuable to me; on one hand, it kept the vessel closed much more effectively than a simple plug or cork, and on the other I found it much easier to hold in place when I went to refill it. After popping the threading in my mouth and liberally bathing it in saliva, I found the entrance to my urethra and worked the wooden piece inside me. The first few times I'd used his wineskin, the process of insertion had been more than a little painful, but with practice and regular stretching, it was second nature. 

 

Of course, the new factor of Millonce's piercing changed this a little bit; I could feel my clit getting pulled and tugged, and the spiked ball tickling its underside as the wineskin displaced it. From back towards the bed, I heard a new series of gasps and moans from where I assumed Millonce was still pleasuring herself. A moment later, the receiver was all the way inside me, and I started to feel immediate relief as the contents of my bladder began to drain. At the same time, I released my bowels, luxuriating in the relief of all that pressure.

 

Just as I finished, Millonce staggered into view, her face screwed up in a mix of bliss and confusion. When she saw me, she stared for a moment before asking, "what... what are you doing?"

 

I smirked at that. "Using the privy. Do you need it next?"

 

"No," she snapped peevishly, "I mean with that waterskin. Are you... peeing in it?"

 

I realized Millonce had no idea about that aspect of my... special condition. Mother had always encouraged me to save my water, especially the concentrated piss that got pent up after sleeping, but I hadn't answered the call of nature since I arrived here.

 

"Yes, isn't it obvious?" I replied with mock ignorance.

 

"Um... why? Why are you peeing in a bag?"

 

"Well... that's a long story. You sure you don't need to do your business first?" The last bit of nightsoil came loose then, and I saw a shiver run up Millonce's spine.

 

"If you don't finish up, ah, I'm going to need to... and... maybe a spanking, too."

 

"Fine," I said, tugging at the wineskin to pull it loose from my body. Millonce gasped at the motion, clearly mirrored to some degree by her piercing. "Come on," I said as I wiped my backside clean with a rag, then added it to the contents of the bucket, "let's have some lunch and I'll tell you all about it."

 

Millonce listened - I'm not sure if she was horrified, fascinated, or both - as I told her about my strange experience with the places of power and subsequent transformations of my body. I explained what we'd learned at the Temple about my waters' healing properties and how, when combined with my mother's milk, it also took on powerful nutrient and restorative properties. 

 

Shifting uncomfortably, she asked, "and what about, um, number two?"

 

"Well... it used to burn anything it touched. But ever since the Children moved in, it seems to be safe again. I think they feed on it's power."

 

"The... Children?" she pressed, that same mix of terrified curiosity shining in her eyes.

 

I mentally called a few of them forth, and with a cough I spat up a few spiders. Millonce looked like she was going to faint. "Did you think I was joking when I saw strange forces were influencing me?" I asked, seriously.

 

"I... ah... yes. I thought your were pulling my leg, maybe mocking me or tryin to see if I was a gullible fool. But this..." the horror started to fade, replaced by pure fascination, "...this is incredible. Have you tried refining it?"

 

"I'm not sure you mean, so I don't think so," I answered.

 

"Oh, Divines' mercy, I wish I'd sent for alchemical apparatus. Kirstia, think about the healing properties of your urine. Now imagine if you could remove the inert parts of it and concentrate its magical essence. You should consult an alchemist as soon as possible. Not one of those Temple dabblers - no offense - but a professional. You're sitting on, literally in this case, a well of incredible power."

 

"No offense taken, I confirmed. I don't know when I'll next cross paths with an alchemist, but I'll take your advice. Any clue about the magical powers that affect me is going to be part of the solution to my problems. But for now, I think I need to nap a little longer."

 

She smiled indulgently. "Fine, but try to lay off the wet dreams. That was... unexpected, before."

 

I woke hours later to a feeling of suffocation, like I was being smothered with a pillow. Then a salty, bitter taste filled my mouth as some kind of slimy mucus squirted within. The gushing continued and soon I had no choice but to swallow. I struggled, trying to remove whatever was on my face, but to no immediate avail. 

 

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"No! Bad!" Millonce shouted. "How did you get out?!" 

 

After a moment of confusion, I realized she was speaking to the spider-like monster that had wrapped itself around my head and was force-feeding me what felt like a gallon of slime. Millonce grabbed the creature and, after more than a little effort, pulled it free from my face.

 

"Bad huggsy!" she shouted, "bad!" From the way she cradled the monster and the way it's tail wrapped around her arm, it didn't seem too frightened or chastised by her scolding. 

 

I left out a wet and sloppy cough, disgorging a thick gob of mucus that spilled down over my body.

 

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"What... is that thing?" I gasped.

 

"Oh, Huggsy?" Millonce asked, "I don't really know. I found him in a dungeon and I've been studying him for months now. But he's not supposed to leave his cage. I'm sorry he bothered you."

 

I shook my head in disbelief as I did my best to clean myself up. "I'm pretty sure he's your pet, Millonce."

 

She shrugged. "Maybe. I mean, he's pwetty adowawble, isn't he? Awen't uwu, wittwe cwutie?"

 

I was ready to give up at that point. "You know, I appreciate the hospitality, Millonce, but I think it's time I go explore that cave for you. Ideally before I discover whatever other research you're working on."

 

The morning chirps of birds greeted me when I emerged from the cellar, and I quickly set on my way. I needed to head south and cross a mountainous ridge, but I expected to reach the cave before noon. Though I had to clamber up some steep rock ascents and keep a constant watch for sabre cats and other predators, I reached the peak of the ridge in good time. Looking down, I saw a dark break in the mountainside that I was pretty certain was the cave entrance Millonce had spoken of. 

 

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I sensed though that I wasn't alone. Turning, I saw about the last person I expected: the Orc chieftain, Larak.

 

"I'm glad I caught up with you before you entered the cave," he rumbled.

 

"What is it? Is everything all right?" I asked.

 

He shook his head. "Oh, no, everything's fine. It's just... well, I overheard what happened last night. Did you know that my bedroom is right on top of the cellar, and the sound carries?" 

 

Of course it was, and of course it did. "And..."

 

"Do you know the kind of life an Orc chief lives?" he asked.

 

"I'm told only you are allowed to father children, so all the women in the camp are your wives."

 

"Aye, that's true," he confessed, "but only because I'm the strongest. I can never be weak, not for one second, or I'll be killed and replaced. Every son of mine is a sword aimed at my back, just waiting for a chance."

 

I frowned. "That's awful."

 

"It is the way of Malacath. But that doesn't mean it is an easy path to walk. So here, far from the stronghold, I have a request for you. Spank me. Spank me hard." 

 

I couldn't help but laugh. "Really? You want me to spank you?"

 

"Understand, Kirstia Bjissen, that I have literally never experienced a moment of vulnerability in my life. And that weight is crushing me. Please, even if for just a little while, please dominate me. Please discipling your bad, bad slave."

 

I smirked at that, but I could feel the sincerity of his words. "Alright, Larak. It sounds like you've been a naughty boy, doing naughty things for a long time. Come over here... and accept your punishment."

 

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Between my enchanted gloves and my stone-magnified strength, I worked him over thoroughly. His huge body felt at times like he was crushing me, but his groans... they weren't so much groans of pleasure (though I observed that his thick, blunt penis was fully engorged), but more like the groans of relief you hear a man let out when you give him a really good massage. At length, his sighs grew quiet and I brought my strikes to a halt.

 

"How was that, Larak?"

 

His face, so tense before, had completely relaxed. "You've lifted a heavy weight from me. I'm refreshed, relaxed like I haven't been in twenty years. Thank you, Kirstia Bjissen. Now I can face Malacath's tests for decades longer. You will always be a welcome friend at my stronghold and in my longhouse."

 

"I'm honored," I answered, "and I'm glad I could help. But now I have a cave to explore, I think." 

 

"Aye, so I heard. Here," he offered me a bundle, "you'll want this - those caves run deep, and you'll be out of torches before you know it."

 

I unwrapped his gift, and found a sturdy-looking lantern within. "The Thalmor offered this to me, trying to curry my favor. I threw them out for their dirty flattery, but I kept their tribute. I've never had a use for it though. You take it. Take it and let it light your way to battle."

 

"Thank you," I said, impressed, "you're a generous host, Larak, and a good friend."

 

I clipped the lantern to my belt, and a very curious thing happened. With a little snap, I suddenly felt the tight belt under my skirt had gone loose. Looking down, I saw that one of the small locking pieces on it had broken, and it was quickly sliding down my hips and away from my body. I shrugged and removed it the rest of the way, wrapping it in a cloth and putting it in my pack. I wondered if this was just happenstance or if the lantern had put some stress on the object... either way, Nightly would be interested to learn about this. 

 

And that's when I entered Darkfall Cave...

 

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Behind The Scenes

What was supposed to be a prelude to my session today ended up taking on a life of its own between Dohvakiin's Infamy, Spectator Crowds, Sexlab Parasites, and Toy Story itself all deciding to 'spice up' Kirstia's R&R session before she departed.

 

Meanwhile, I've been continuing to collect safe mods to add, a mix of texture & model enhancements, BHUNP bodyslide presets, and SKSE expensions, and I officially broke the 1300 mod line. I ended this session with 1,307 mods installed. 

 

I also did some prep work such as converting an outfit to BHUNP, tweaking a problematic mesh, and analyzing several new mods that I want to integrate fairly early next time. Unfortunately, I did make one small goof up and started today's session with a mod I was working on still in my load order. Fortunately it was at the very end, so it should be harmless. In any event, I'm looking forward to my next configuration update as I have a lot of good stuff to add. 

 

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19 minutes ago, VirginMarie said:

All this, and it seems she's still yet to discover what the "other" thing is, that the piercing does.

 

Millonce gave some scant details last session, but I don't think we'll see its full power till the dungeon crawl is underway.

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Meshes for the Sexlab Parasites mod, Most of its items are based on CBBE and I have tried converting to BHUNP, but it must be said, this creates a lot of stretching and deformation, so I did not convert them again.

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29 minutes ago, tznvlw said:

Meshes for the Sexlab Parasites mod, Most of its items are based on CBBE and I have tried converting to BHUNP, but it must be said, this creates a lot of stretching and deformation, so I did not convert them again.

Yes, most of them seem to with fine with the CBBE body slides. The only two that look bad are the living armor and the tentacle parasite. Both of those have BHUNP replacers on the Nexus, so I got those and edited the ARMA records to redirect to the alternate models. 

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1 hour ago, gregaaz said:

Yes, most of them seem to with fine with the CBBE body slides. The only two that look bad are the living armor and the tentacle parasite. Both of those have BHUNP replacers on the Nexus, so I got those and edited the ARMA records to redirect to the alternate models. 

 

So for these reasons, I now use CBBE 3BA to play Skyrim, at least I have a good experience??

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"No! Bad!" Millonce shouted. "How did you get out?!"  [...] "Bad huggsy!" she shouted, "bad!"

*laughs and laughs and laughs*

 

Now I can only imagine her taking it for a walk on a leash ....

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