(This story takes place right after the end of the fight outside of the Valtheim Towers. I hesitated to copy paste it here but I guess that most people who read this one will have read the others so I'll just leave it at that. (coming back to it to correct the typos I can say that it is long enough as it is). If some of you come here first and want to read the first part, it is on the same blog as that one and named "Ethel's escort part 2: boobies trap at Valtheim towers. Concerning these events, they are not really canon in my universe, more like a what if. What happened in the original part 2 is what will have happened before or after in the other stories of this universe)

 

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"Shani, you did good. You're actually a much better mage than I gave you credit for." Then she frowned. "Err Shanilia, you allright girl?"

Looking at her, I felt dazed, and also a bit nauseous.

"I... am not feeling that well."

"Well, first battle eh? I'll buy you a few mugs of ale or mead when we get back to Whiterun. And you didn't puke!"

"Still can. And, err, I think I did the other thing you said."

She was about to retort when I wobbled on my feet and fell to the ground.

 

 

"Sweet Mara! Shanilia, are you all right?" asked Ethel, kneeling next to me.

"I... Yes, it is nothing, just, tired. Used too much magicka, too quick, and the scare probably didn't help."

"Can we do something" Asked Ethel.

"I don't think so. My magicka will come back, I have a pretty good magic recovery so that should be quick. I just need some calm, and... Maybe to freshen up a little."

 

 

"Bah, can't help it." Said Uthgerd. "You delicate flower go take a bath down there, fresh water should help you come back to your senses. Ethel, you go with her, wouldn't want our young prodigy here to drown because she fainted in the water. I'll go inside and see if I can find where they hid the potions." Said Uthgerd.

"You shouldn't go in there alone, there might be more!" I objected.

"With the noise we made? Nah, there's nobody. Or if there is they're either so deep in their cups than my coming won't change a thing, or so craven, to let their comrades being hacked to pieces and skewered by magic without lifting a finger, that I really don't fear them. Now stop bothering me and go get better, your little lady vapor now doesn't change a thing, you really did good, now relax a little, you've earned it."

I thought for a while, and finally said:

"No Uhtgerd, we're a team, I can't let you go alone."

Taking a deep breath, I pushed myself up and stood there, still unsteady, but upright.

"Pah, What good are you gonna be to me in that state?" She huffed.

"It's okay, it's getting better" I replied.

Turning to Ethel, I said:

"Ethel, you should..."

"Nope! No, no, no. I am not staying alone out there, I am coming with you."

Uthgerd threw her arms to sky:

"Right perfect, let's all go, why don't we invite your friends and their children too, we might make a picnic out of it since we're at it? Anyway Ethel, there shouldn't be any danger, but if there is, you stay the fuck back, understood?"

"I promise." She said, looking at her feet.

"Then let's go."

She strode to the tower's entrance and we had to follow or let her go on her own.

 

 

As Uthgerd had guessed, the towers, or at least the first one appeared to be empty. While the others ransacked the place, I managed to put my bra armor back on, feeling a bit less self conscious without my tits hanging out.

"Well, nothing there. Let's go check the other tower." I finally said, seeing Uthgerd angrily open the same drawer for the third time.

 

 

As we were crossing the old bridge. I stopped and looked around, pondering the fact that such a structure wasn't even occupied by the troops of the jarl, but actually left to decay and serve as lair of bandits.

 

 

"Is there a problem?" Asked Ethel?

"No, just taking in the view." I answered. "Frankly, I think that I wouldn't mind staying here a while. The view is pretty majestic you have to admit."

"Careful with what you're wishing for." said Uthgerd, you never know what kind of evil spirit or daedric influence could be around to decide to grant your wish in a distorted way. And what would you do here, become a bandit? Or more probably a bandit wife, hah!"

"Pfff... You're not as funny as you think you are, you know?" I said, resuming my crossing.

 

 

The second tower appeared as deserted as the first one when we entered it. Ethel and Uthgerd started searching for the potions while I concentrated to try to see if my magica was coming back. It was, but very slowly, much more than it should, I must really have been overdoing it.

Not finding anything of value, Uthgerd, probably getting annoyed, sweeped all the things that were on it on the floor. That's when we heard something like a gasp from upstairs, a place we hadn't visited yet. It was followed by the clinks of chains and a scared woman's voice:

"Master? Is that you?"

We froze, not doing anything but trying to sharpen our senses to the max.

"Master Ushrag? Master Rory? Please, Oriane has been a good girl, but she needs to pee. Masters, please..."

Without a word, Uthgerd took  her greatsword out, and then started to go quietly upstairs, that is as quietly as one could be wearing a full plate armor. I followed her, Ethel so close to me that when I stopped I almost fell down when her head bumped on my rear.

I yelped and heard Uthgerd mutter a curse.

"Masters, is that you? Who... Who's there?"

Uthgerd was now upstairs and I heard her calling.

"Fuck that's messed up. Shanilia, come take a look at that."

Not bothering with stealth anymore, I followed her and joined her in what was probably the bandit's boss room. There was a real bed, some books and purses of money and some big chest  on the side.

 

 

Also, there was a woman standing next to the bed. She was covered in chains and there where some obscenities witten down on her body, I couldn't see her face since there was a tight hood covering it. She turned her head left and right blindly, her hands bound at her back. Eventhough she was covered in chains, she wasn't technically speaking bound in place so I guess that she could have tried to go if she wanted. Of course, bound and blinded she would have been an easy prey to any predator, plus she probably didn't know yet that we had killed her captors.

"Who's there? Please don't hurt me. I'll do what you want, Oriane is a good girl!"

 

 

Seeing that both Ethel and Uthgerd seemed unsure of what to do I stepped forward. It was cruel to let the poor girl's torment continue.

"Hi. Don't worry, we're some friends, we won't hurt you."

"Oh... Hi. Are you master's new whores? He told me he'd get some more soon."

"Err... No, no we aren't. Now why don't you hold still while I remove your hood?"

 

 

I removed the hood covering her eyes and undid her leather shackles, I looked at her chains, but they were locked in place and I could see no easy way to remove or break them. Now free, she looked at the three of us, still appearing fearful. 

"So... If you're noot master's new whores, are you my new masters? Or are you here to... Rescue me?"

"Yes, that's it, we're here to rescue you." I answered.

"Well, no we aren't." Said Uthgerd. "We're here for the potions remember? But sure, we can't leave you here girl. We'll bring you back with us to Whiterun."

 

 

"And... Did you kill Mast... I mean Ushrag, the bandit chief?"

"Well, I guess so. We killed all the bandits in here so probably."

"But, master Ushrag has gone out with most of his men to... To sell me he said. Did you... Did you really kill him?"

What? Then did that mean that we hadn't killed em all, some others were on their way?

"Hey you up there!" We heard someone call from downstairs."You better show your face if you don't want us to kill you slow. But kill you we will, be sure of it!"

Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!

"Ethel you stay here. Shanilia, with me." Growled Uthgerd striding towards the stairs.

 

 

When we got there we saw that some bandits were downstairs, and not just one or two, they must have been close to ten. Seeing us, the orc that appeared to be leading them whistled.

"Oh, nice pretty bitches. Allow me to correct myself, we definitely won't kill you girls, that would be quite the waste of merchandise!"

 

 

"Now, why don't you stupid cunts lay down your weapons and stop trying to appear as something you're not. It's time you stop playing adventurer and learn your real place in this world."

"Is that right, you limp dick?" Retorted Uthgerd, "Why don't you come up and try to teach me? We shall see who got his place in the world wrong."

"Okay guys, let's go teach these sluts some respect." Said the bandit, pointing at us.

 

 

"Shani, to Ethel and the slave girl, now!" Bellowed Uthgerd.

Was she going to hold them at the stairs, by herself? But she was the most seasoned, so I did as she told me and ran to the girls who were standing there, like petrified. Not that I could blame them, things had really taken a turn for the worse.

 

 

I was halfway there when there was a flash and II heard some kind of loud bang behind me. Looking back, I saw that a weird man had appeared there, and judging by Uhtgerd reaction she had not seen him go past her. Teleportation? Invisibility? Whatever the case, that weirdo was definitely a mage, and probably better than me if i'd been at my most powerful. Right now, my magicka had almost not gone back up since the fight earlier.

 

 

"Get out of the way!" I shouted at the girls as I saw him point his hands at me. No sooner had they jumped to the side, he strated blasting me with a gale of freezing air.

"Lay down, slut, I don't wanna damage your skin too much!" He said.

 

 

By Mara, that hurt as Coldharbour, but he probably didn't know that when I got tested at the college, it appeared that the one thing that was higher than my latent ability was my elemental resistance, so I could take it, it probably wouldn't even leave a mark. As long as he kept it at that and didn't move to mind control I would be fine.

 

 

I was almost out of magicka, but not completely, and I had to do my part. I also doubted that he was as resistant as me to elemental damage since the elders at the college had appeared very impressed by my resilience. So I gathered what magicka I had left in the palm of my hands, ignited it and started throwing back some flames at him."

"Ah! Fuck stop that! I don't wanna hurt you!" He screamed.

Well too bad, as I did want to hurt him. Still, the cold was really burning me and I couldn't stop a yelp.

 

 

Hearing me in pain, Uthgerd let go of the stairs to run at the mage who looked around wildly to an escape route. There wasn't, but also there wasn't anyone left to guard the access to this floor.

 

 

Uthgerd did short work of the mage who screamed as she hacked into him, but he was now the least of our problems. The bandit chief was sudenly there, running at me while a mob of ruffians swarmed Uthgerd.

 

 

As for me, the bandit chief was on me and before I could gather what little magicka I had left, he bashed me with his shield, throwing me to the floor.

 

 

I could still hear  some steel clashing back there but I had some more urgent problem. Still dazed by the shield bash, I had no time to gather my wits before the orc threw me to ground again, grabbing me by the throat.

 

 

His grip completely blocked my breathing and I started to panic. I could still hear some fighting noise in the back but that didn't seem to scare him in the least. As I was feebly dtrugling for air, he casually ripped parts of my armor while talking to the girl I was trying to protect.

"So Orianne, you wanted to run away?"

"No master, I swear. These people came but I didn't want to go, I've been a good girl!"

"Well, no matter. Now put those fingers to work between your legs if you want me not to punish you."

"Yes master." said the slave girl as if what he had said was nothing out of the ordinary. And she started to masturbate like there wasn't a fight going on just a few meters from there.

"And you back there, that's some massive tits, something tells me you're Ethel. We were supposed to meet, but not like that. Guess I'll need to have a conversation with a dirty old fool..."

"Please! Please, you're killing her!" Said Ethel.

"Mmm? Oh right. Would be a pity to kill such a nice piece of elven ass."

 

 

Letting go of my throat, he turned me around to throw me face down, his knee on my back and holding my hand back in a painful armlock that prevented me from moving.

"Now little elf cunt, if you don't want me to break your arm, you'll tell your friend there to stop her nonsense and to sheathe her weapon."

In all the adventure novels I have read, the heroine would have defiantly endured, or found a clever way to get out of the situation. Guess we were not in one of my novels... Crying pitifully I said:

"Please Uthgerd! I am scared, Please surrender!"

 

 

There was a lull in the fighting noises, then it stopped. I felt so ashamed of myself for not being more courageous, but what was I to do?

"You really are a coward." I heard Uthgerd say and I felt my heart skipped a bit before she continued and I realized that she was speaking to the orc. "Why don't you fight me in place of frightening a little girl?"

"Heh, why should I when I have your pretty little girlfriend at my mercy? And anyway, If I wanna tire myself out, I can imagine many other more pleasing way to do it than to go banging on your head with my mace. Now shut your trap and undress if you don't want your little elven pussy there to get it."

"What will you do to us if I comply?" Asked Uthgerd.

She was still playing tough but I could hear it in her voice, and probably that the orc could too, it was over.

 

 

Apparently without any effort. The big orc bandit grabbed me by the neck and got up, lifting me off the ground.

"How long before she passes out do you think?" He asked. "How long before she's gone for good?"

Strangely enough, he wasn't actually completely stopping me from breezing. There, completely at his mercy, hold in the air by the strength of only one of his arms, powerless, beaten and naked in front of his men, i felt ashamed, so ashamed, and... Something else... Something dark and shameful and almost... Happy?

In front of me, I could hear the noise of metal clanging on the ground as Uthgerd started getting out of her armor.

 

 

"There... I am swordless and naked. so put her down you coward." Hissed Uthgerd.

Still in the air, i looked at her, now a captive too because of my weakness.

"Not yet, you mean bitch. I believe you still have some fight in you. Let's make sure we keep it under control."

I saw one of his men take a sort of yoke, but too small to fit a horse or an ox.

"Put your hands and neck in that, and when I'll be really sure that you'll behave, I'll put the little elven whore down."

"You asshole! I'll..."

He squeezed harder on my neck and i let out a whimper of pain.

"Fine, you skeever. Fine."

And as the heavy wooden contraption closed around Uthgerd's neck and hands, I could see the last ember of hope disappear from her eyes just before I passed out.

 

I don't think that I was out for long. When I came to, I was lying on the cold stone floor next to Ethel and the slave girl Oriane, Uthgerd standing up next to us, In front of us, the bandits were together and appeared to be discussing our fate.

 

 

"I get dibs on the cow. I wanna see her tits swinging when I plow her cunt."

"You can have her. I want the sweet little elf. I love to make dignified little ladie squeal like piggies with my tool."

"Your tool? Your toothpick you mean? She sure will squeal when you tickle her with it. I'll take her, I'll show her a real man!"

"You'll show her nothing, you didn't even help! Just stayed the fuck back with your bow looking stupid while that mean cunt was hacking at her with her big sword."

"Yeah! That blond bitch needs some tough love. i'll make her gag on my cock!"

"She'll bite it off, she will, better plug it down in her ass. I'm up for it, if someone wants the front door, i can share."

Oh Mara! Oh Dibella! They were talking about raping Uthgerd and Ethel, about raping me. Why had I left home? I was so scared. So scared... But was that all I felt? As these brutes looked at us like some delicacies on a platter, to grab and enjoy as they wanted, as their gaze roamed on our exposed bodies, drank on our vulnerability, was that only scare I felt? Was that fright, that blush on my face, that tingle in my tummy and breasts, that heat and moisture between my legs?

 

 

"You'll all shut up is what you'll do." bellowed the orc.

At that the others shut up apart from a few muttered recrimination.

Turning back to us he looked at Ethel:

"You, Boob Queen, your name is Ethel right?"

"I... Yes."

"Yes sir, that's how you'll adress me, understood?"

"Yes... Sir.."

 

 

"Good girl. Now, why are you here?"

"I... I was told that you stole some potions. The farm where I work is in dire need of them."

"Yeah, yeah... I know that. I was told to steal them to lure you here. But you were supposed to be here with a bunch of muppets who would run at the first sign of danger, letting us pluck you as we would, not come to us with a baby sorceress and a freaking rabid greatsword wielding bitch, so what happened?"

"I... I don't know what you mean sir. I met them in Rorikstead and I hired them. They seemed more competent than the villagers."

"Well, they sure were. I lost some good men because of that. That fucking old man messed up, he'll have to pay a lot more to get you, that's for sure."

 

 

At these words, Uthgerd who had been silent up to now appeared to suddenly wake up:

"What old man? Who's the whoreson who set us up, answer me maggot."

"Please answer me, sir. That's the way to address your betters you little bitch." Said the orc.

"Please answer me you fucking piece of shit! You wimpy cowardly crybaby, you old decayed orc tramp's boytoy shat down by a diseased skeever!"

The orc burst out laughing.

"Hah, I expected no less from a stupid cunt like you. I thank you in fact, you'll illustrate perfectly what happens to disobedient bitches like you."

He then turned to his men.

"OK, you guys can have the blond one, you can be harsh with her if you like, but careful, I am pretty sure that she bites."

 

 

"What about the cow and the elf?"

"Well, not for now, I wanna have a nice chat with them, but later, we'll see, depends on how pleased with them I am." He said, winking at us. "but I am sure that Oriane is eager to please to show us that she didn't mean to escape with these wannabe adventurers, right girl? You can have fun with her too. Her training is over anyways."

 

Even with the yoke on her, the bandits had some difficulties leading Uthgerd down as she bit and kicked, on the other hand Oriane went with a spring in her step, as if she was actually happy of the occasion and couldn't wait to service the bandits. As for Ethel and I, we went down quietly, our eyes downcast, the big orc named Ushrag behind us, keeping an eye on us.

"All right, time to unwind said one of the bandits, throwing his clothes, weapons and armor away. all the others started doing the same. Since we had been undressed before, now every body was naked.

 

 

I knew that I should have averted my eyes but, considering my situation, it was a bit futile to play the prude. so I looked. As I had seen when peeping on my mother at work, men's dragons really came in all shapes and sizes.

 

 

Some men had gathered around Uthgerd and she was glaring at them, but I really doubted that that would save her.

 

 

On the other side, Oriane was smiling and swaying her hips while one of the men was taking some keys from a drawer, probably to get her out of her chains since I guess that it wouldn't be very pleasant for her suitors to rub against all that metal.

 

 

And as we watched, we were being watched too. Ushrag was behind us, probably naked too. Was he... Going to take us now? After all, he had told his men that he wanted us for himself... I was feeling ashamed, powerless, small and weak. And if I stopped lying to me, I was also feeling some sort of anticipation... What was going to happen to us?

The men finally got Uhtgerd and Oriane out of their restraints and started fondling them. Ethel yelped and, half a second later I felt a slap on my butt and I yelped also.

"Listen to me baby sluts. I am going to join my men to have fun with those whores. Now, I want you to listen to me good. You two will stay here and watch, you're not allowed to do anything else. If you try to take advantage of our fun to try to run or attack us, i'm gonna punish you, hard. Got it?"

Seeing that we weren' answering, he grabbed my chin to force me to look in his eyes. as he did that, I felt something soft and humid brush my tigh. Was that his dragon? I suddenly felt weak in the legs.

"Got it elf pussy?"

"Y... Yes sir." I said meekly.

"Good, you didn't forget the sir. Got it Cow Tits?"

"Yes sir." Answered Ethel with no more defiance than me.

"Good sluts. We'll make premium hookers out of you."

Oh Dibella, was that to be our fate?

He then left us there to join his men. When he went, I could see that not only was he much bigger than anyone I had seen before, but his dragon was a bit like that of a horse, albeit smaller. Were all orcs like him or was he some kind of monster? At the idea of his huge and animalistic member skewering my poor virgin flower, I felt disgust, fear, and an obscure need that flushed my cheeks even more and sent butterflies in my lower belly.

 

 

Petting and fondling time appeared to be over. A khajitt bandit who had been rather quiet up to now suddenly pounced on Uthgerd and rammed his strange dragon in her flower, making her scream. Around them, the men had gotten closer and were manhandling their members and pawing at her.

 

 

Oriane on her side had taken things in hand for a while, litterally, and now she was kissing and licking at the virility of three men around her.

 

 

The air was heavy with the scent of sweat, musc, and sex. It was wild, scary and intoxicating, the men around each girl changing place regularly, going from being sucked, to flower and back door stuffing, Uthgerd and Oriane having to accomodate them as they switched place.

 

 

Uthgerd had now a dragon in her mouth, and two between her legs, front and back, while Oriane was on her knees, pleasing three men with her mouth and hands. I Don't believe that my mother, whose work it was to please men, had ever done anything that extreme. Or at least I never saw her do it.

 

 

Hearing a wet noise to my left, I realized that Ethel had a hand between her legs, her fingers rubbing gently, teasing at a forbidden treshold. But really, could I blame her, considering that despite my will I couldn't stop myself from doing the exact same thing?

There was like a lull in all the panting, and then most men changed partners. It was like a dance really.

 

 

Ethel and I went down to the floor at almost the same time. Could we still just call that rubbing? 

 

 

The men were grunting and panting, the women moaning when they could catch their breath.

 

 

And despite her earlier bravado, Uthgerd was now moaning as much as Oriane and letting the men use her as they willed.

 

 

As for Ethel and I, the shy teasing by which we had started had evolved into proper masturbation as we were both with our legs opened and our hands between them, our fingers dancing on the delicate petals of our drenched flowers.

 

 

Our faces flushed with shame and pleasure intertwined, our breathing hot and ragged...

The men's grunts reached a crescendo, and then subsided, changing into heavy pants, and then some laughs as they started separating themselves from the girls they had just ravaged. Shame faced, Ethel and I stopped what we were doing, hoping against all logic that we hadn't been seen. Quicly enough, chains and yoke were back on place.

"OK, Rorge, Damar. You guys take Oriane to her buyer.  He's in Riften, you know where, right? And take the mean bitch with you too, sell her untrained, I don't feel like bothering to break her spirit."

Both girls tried to protest but they were quickly gagged and taken away. And just like that, Uthgerd who had been my friend for some long moons was taken from me never to be seen again. Still today i sometimes wonder where she is, how she's doing...

But with the two girls gone, Ethel and I now felt even more exposed.

"Hey, sluts, come here." ordered Ushrag as soon as Uthgerd and Oriane were gone.

Ethel and I looked at each other, worried about what was to come.

"You stupid cunts don't want me to have to repeat myself. "He growled.

"Ah! Yes sir." I said, getting up and helping Ethel to her feet before going to him.

As soon as we were there he made us kneel in front of him and his remaining men gathered around us.

 

 

While he stared down at us, his men passed a vial around, taking each a sip in turn. I knew that smell, stallion potion. Men used it to revive their ardor when they were spent. Oh Dibella, guard us please.

"Right, you cunts" said Ushrag. "You have questions, no? I'll answer some. Make the most of it, that's the first and last time you'll get that chance."

"What... What's gonna happen to us?" Finally asked Ethel.

"We'll train you. Then we'll sell you."

"But... You can't do that, we aren't criminals!"

"Sure we can. Understand that you, stupid cow. You and your friends stopped beeing human or mer, or whatever you thought you were when you stepped foot in my tower without my permission. Now you're lower than criminals, you're slaves, cattle, pets, merchandises that I can dispose off as I want."

 

 

"But sir..." I said. "Aren't you the one who caused us to come here in the first place by stealing the potions that were needed for the farm?"

"I sure did. To capture a big titted girl and sell her to someone who told me that by stealing this useless stuff i'd easily capture her and could sell her and the potions back to him. In place of that, I lost seven men to capture her. Tough fucking luck. On the other hand, I got 3 girls for the price of one, even if one of them was too much of a bother to train so by selling her untrained I doubt that i'll get more than 300 septims out of her. You two on the other hand...

"But that's unfair!" said Ethel "You lured us here and now you say that since we came we'll be slaves?"

"Well, yeah, life's unfair cunt. If you had been a decent and intelligent girl you'd have stayed at home. But you wanted to play adventurer, well, now you'll be a whore, that's the way life is. And anyway, something tells me that you always were destined to end up bouncing on cocks. Had it not been me, well then, you'd have found another way to whoredom."

"Sir if I may?" I asked. "Who's the man behind our capture."

"Ah, that, well, maybe you'll meet him, and maybe not. See, he paid me, but considering my losses, my prices have gone up. And well, I feel that you two fit well together, you know? Huge titted bimbo and delicate elven slut? So i'll probably sell you as a lot. So if he can pay my new price, then you'll meet him. If not, well, back on the market. i'm sure that once trained I could probably get at least 8 000 for you two."

 

 

"But..."

"No buts... I tire of this, time for questions ends now. Time to start your new life. Now, tell me girls. Are you virgins?"

"I... Yes..." I said blushing.

"Yes... Me too..." Said Ethel

"Hah! Knew it. I could smell it. ok, some would sell you as virgins, that makes the price go up. Well... Know that I won't. Your time as virgins will end very soon. I don't want to bother training you while taking precautions, not my style. Now there are two ways this can go. If you anger me, or show me any disrespect, me and my men will rape you here and now, without a care for you. Or be good girls, and I'll make sure it is as pleasant for you girls as it will be for me. Cause make no mistake, I've seen you with your fingers in your snatch while my men and I were raping your friend. You may be virgins, but you sure are some budding sluts. Now tell me, will you be good little molls or will I have to show you how mean life as a slave can be?"

"I... I'll be a good... Slut... Sir." I said, feeling vile and ashamed at the same time.

"I... Me too. Sir." Said Ethel next to me.

"Good. Then there's one last thing to do." He handed us an ornamented metal collar each. "You'll each be collaring the other slut, to mark you as mine."

"What... What do they do sir?" I asked having felt some kind of enchantment on it when I took it.

He smiled. "They make magic harder to do. Useful with magical cunts like you. They also make you hornier, and more docile. Now sluts. If you don't want to make me angry, you'll do as I say."

I looked at Ethel, and put on a brave face when she closed the collar around my neck. It snapped shut and I felt my magicka become more distant, not gone, but like something seen through a window white it had been at hand before. I then leaned towards Ethel, and did the same to her.

"I am sorry." I whispered.

"Oh shanilia, it's not your fault." She answered.

Now collared, we turned back to Ushrag.

"Now remove those hands from your boobs and spread those legs sluts, show us the goods."

We were already naked and collared, there was no turning back now. Feeling like a shameless hussy I spread my tighs while Ethel did the same.

 

 

The men around us started pumping on their virilities and pretty soon they were all standing at the ready.

 

 

"Nice shaved little pussies." Sair Ushrag. "You sluts came prepared, prepared to whore yourselves out. Were you hoping for that to happen?"

"What? No we didn't!" said Ethel.

"Yes you did, deep down you've always wanted that to happen."

I mean, I know that we both had fantasized about it, but to actually wish for it... Or had Ethel really wished for that? Had I?

As I was lost in my thoughts, two men stepped forward one in front of each of us.

 

 

The one in front of Ethel was not that big, but still, she turned her head away. Was it shame, fear? Whatever it was her eyes betrayed her for they stayed glued to the man's average but uprear dragon.

 

 

As for me, the man's dragon in front of me was much longer, even if he was far from being like the orc's monster and I felt myself grow weak, my little flower clenching by itself, but was it fright or anticipation?

 

 

"OK you dumb tramps. It's time to start learning your skills. Here are you first clients. Look at their mighty weapons. It is now your duty to lavish them with your attentions. I don't care that you're virgins, you can guess what to do kiss, lick, suck until you finally get their seed as a reward. Now make me proud and you won't got to sleep chained to a tree tonight to be raped by wolves, bears or whatever creature goes by and wants to mate."

 

 

Well, it wasn't like I had a choice was it? Still crouching, I watched it for a while, then I put my hand on his dragon. It was hot, and hard, it really felt like a living beast.

"Come on slut, back and forth movements, do it." said the bandit.

I had seen my mother do it, so I wasn't completely lost. I tentatively closed my fingers around him before I started moving. He grunted and looking up to him, I saw that he seemed pleased. With a little smile, I kept going.

 

 

From the corner of my eye, I saw that Ethel, who had been taken to a seat, already had the man's virility in her mouth. She was so daring! Or maybe she didn't have the choice, I thought, when I saw the man's hand on her head. Why was I so hot?

 

 

"See that?" said the one with me. "You won't let that cow beat you, now will you? Come on, start sucking."

Closing my eyes, I bent forward, kissed the tip, and then I took it in. the taste was strong, musky, tangy and salty. It should have disgusted me. it didn't. It actually felt exotic, like a delicacy and I didn't have to force myself to start licking as I cupped his hanging fruits to pet them.

 

 

If I was taking things slowly, Ethel clearly wasn't. Not that she had a choice. the bandit she was with had taken her by the hair and was humping her face like a wild animal rutting.

"Yeah! that's it bitch. Take that!" He grunted. "Now that's the way to treat a lady, ain't it?"

"Glurk! Glurk! Glurk!" was all that Ethel could answer. Strangely enough, from what I could see, she didn't seem distressed or to be struggling, taking it like she had done that all her life.

 

 

"So slut, how do you like the taste of your friend's pussy on my dick??" Asked the bandit I was sucking.

Oh Dibella, that was true, that same dragon had been in Uthgerd's flower, I was tasting her and Oriane as well as him. By the eight that was so perverted! Without thinking, my free hand crept between my legs. My fingers found my flower's little pistil and I started rubbing it. At the same time, I swallowed his dragon to the base, feeling it nudge itself confortably at the back of my throat, blocking my breathing. It should have been scary, it wasn't, more like comforting in fact.

"What? You... Oh fuck!" exclaimed the bandit.

And I sudenly felt some hot paste fill my throat, my mouth, and dribble on my chin and breasts with my saliva.

 

 

"That's it cowgirl. Drink it down, don't let it go to waste" was saying the other bandit, his hand on Ethel's head to keep her in place.

Not that she seemed to need it.

 

Our two first clients satisfied, they let us go and looked at us.

"So?" asked Ushrag.

"Hehe, you're right boss." Said one of them, jewels in the rough. But not much rough mind you. Those two are natural born sex dolls."

"Good. Come forward you sluts, know that I am proud of you, and to prove it, I'll give you your first badge of honor."

He took some ink and a brush out of a cupboard.

"Show me your hands, my kittens."

We did and he wrote on the top of each of our right hands.

 

 

Mine said owned. Ethel's said property.

"Now, that'll remind you your new status. Now, your job's far from over, get to it wenches."

 

 

Two bandits came forward, the first one said to Ethel:

"Any stupid cunt can learn to suck, but breasts like these are one in a million, so I'll use these."

He made her crouch and lodged his dragon between her massive boobs.

"Up and down cow tits, until I cream between them."

The second looked at me and said:

"I was craving some elf pussy, but the boss doesn't want us to use your precious snatch, so I'll fuck your mouth as one."

He then pushed me against the wall, sat me down and in one go pushed his member to the back of my throat making my eyes water.

"Now that's the way to use an elf whore." he said, and he started humping my face.

 

 

"Oh by Shor! Those breasts are heavenly!" Said the bandits who Ethel was rubbing against. "Who cares if you're dumb if you've got udders like these! Ain't that right Titties?

"Ah... Yes sir..." She answered.

 

 

Holding my hands, the one bullying me was slamming his dragon in and out of my mouth. Since he wasn't that big I wasn't completely deprived of air but he was using me like an object.

"That's the proper use for your mouth, you stupid elf slut, understood? It's not meant to talk, it's meant to be used as a hole to fuck, you get that?

"Mmmpf! Hhhng! Mmmpf!"

"I said do you fucking get that you dumb cunt?"

"Hmmpf! Hhhyempf! Mmmpf! Sfffir!"

He was using me as one would an object, all the while insulting me. That was horrible. And yet, I could feel that if I could just get one hand between my legs, I'd finally get the sweet release to all that pent up desire that had been building up in me since our capture.

 

 

After the bandits had painted the inside of my mouth and Ethel's breasts with their seed, Ushrag adorned us with another tatoo, asking our "lovers" for what they thought would describe us properly. Ethel got "Titty fucking queen" written around one of her breast while I got "Choke me with your cock" around mine.

 

 

Next, it was the bosmer's turn. As my mother had once told me, they weren't called wood elf for nothing and like most men of his race, he was huge.

"Well I am last." He said, pointing his huge member towards us. "So who's the hungriest between you two sluts?"

Without even thinking, I sat in front of him, my eyes on his majestuous dragon. What? Why? When had i decided to do that? It was like my body had moved on its own.

"Shani! You're such a Tart!" Said Ethel.

Was that shock or envy I heard in her voice?

"She sure is." said the bosmer. "Now, why don't you help her take me all in?"

"Yes sir." She said, kneeling behind me and grabbing my arms as I opened my mouth to welcome my third dragon of the day.

 

 

As I sucked him, I kept wondering. Why do I submit to them like it? They captured me, I am forced to do that, then why do I fill so happy, so fulfilled obeying their commands? Is that the collar's doing? Or am I really the moll they say I am?

 

 

As if she could hear my thoughts, Ethel grabbed me by the hair, pushing me forward on the member that was stretching my jaw.

"Look at you, Shani. Look at us. We really are slaves now, so please your master, take him all in."

Oh by Dibella, had she snapped? But that was so hot! Being treated like that not only by the bandits, but by Ethel too, feeling her breasts against my back as she was pushing me on the dragon that was choking me!

 

 

"Fuck! These sluts are insane!" Said the bosmer, his seed filling my throat and my mouth, It should have disusted me, it was hot filling and deliciuous.

Maintained against him by Ethel's hand on the back of my head, I felt myself tremble, feeling a little release course through me eventhough I hadn't even touched myself while the men around cheered.

When Ethel let go of me, I fell back on my ass, the bosmer's wood ploping out of my mouth, some more seed splashing my face and tits.

The only one there whose dragon was still awake was Ushrag who came to us, brush in hands. He wrote "Obedient" on Ethel's arm, and "Submissive" on mine before patting us on the head.

"You pets did good." He said. "You've earned your reward".

Eyes glazed, I stared at his magnificent horselike member. Soon, he would take Ethel and I, and make women out of us, finally opening our flowers to the joy of a dragon nesting deep inside them.

"Rory, take them up to the room and shackle them so that they don't get stupid ideas."

Oh? up there? in the room? Yes, that was going to be more confortable.

"You sluts rest, you've earned it" He said.

Wait, what?

"Sir..." Said Ethel. "Aren't you... Going to..."

"To what, speak up."

"To... To..."

"To what? To fuck you? Is that what you want?"

"No! Of course not we don't!" I blurted.

But he would, right? Now that the subject had been brought up. And he had been hard for at least an hour, he would want release too.

"Well, when you'll want to you'll say it, right? Now up you go."

 

 

And so we were brought up to the boss's room. with a bandit guarding us. We had a bucket to pee in and we were made to drink some water. We sat on the floor, ended up sleeping a little, got back up, sat and slept again. Later we were brought some water again, and some food that we had to lap at in our bowls like dogs.

Night finally fell and we were still there, the bandit guarding us having changed two times but whoever he was, never talking to us.

It's finally Ethel who broke the silence:

"Shanilia... Do you think that... We'll escape? Or that someone is going to come and save us?"

I considered lying to her for a while, then decided not to.

"I... No. No I don't think so."

"Then... What's going to happen to us?"

"You know what's going to happen to us. We'll be trained as prostitutes, then sold as such."

"Mara. That's horrible."

"It... It is... You didn't seem to mind so much earlier though."

"Well, I... I wasn't the only one. You acted like a total slut! You practically jumped on that bosmer's dick!"

I felt my cheeks redden.

"I... That wasn't me... That's the collar's doing."

"Oh..." She said. "You're right. it's the same for me."

"Yeah sorry for what I said, it's not our fault, it's the collar." I concluded without looking her in the eyes.

Was it though?

"Oh! You sluts aren't sleeping? I thought you'd be tired." Said Ushrag, coming in the room and starting to undress.

 

 

Feeling my body heating, I watched him. Was he going to... But apparently not. he laid down on the bed in the nude.

"Sir, I..." I started.

"Nope slut toy. No Sir, Master."

"But you said..."

"You weren't collared then. Aren't you now, you dumb elf hooker?"

"I... Yes I am... Master."

"See, even a stupid bimbo like you can understand things if one takes the time to explain. Now, what did you want?"

"What... What should we do?"

"Sleep. And yes, that means on the floor. I don't trust you enough to let you sleep with me in the bed. Or without your handcuffs. Yet. Also, you need to shut the fuck up. I spent a good part of the day burying the men that you and your friend killed so I am not really in a "let's talk to the dumb bitches" mood. So shut the fuck up."

He turned his back to us, and pretty quickly he was snoring.

 

The day after was actually more of the same.

Ushrag got up and left to do "men's stuff", he said and apparently forgot about us until mid morning when he ordered us downstairs, removed our shackles and we had to please more dragons with our mouths and hands.

 

 

I would have liked to say that it was torture, and in a way it was, but not for the obvious reason.

 

 

How shameful Ethel and I were forced to act, how degrading it was should have bothered us, it didn't.

 

 

We actually embraced it and rejoiced in it, taking great pleasure at being humiliated, mocked and ordered around.

 

 

There was undeniable gratification in being what these men wanted us to be, pliable and eager wenches, there to please them

 

 

No, what was gnawing at us was our own desire, our own need that was making itself more compelling every hour.

 

 

We even were made to give them a show. I played with Ethel's flower for their delights and I know that she reached her peak more than once. But I could tell that for her also that was not enough. As for me, I knew that I was ready, that my flower no longer feared dragons, she craved them. And looking at that, probably aware of it, there was Ushrag. The only one who didn't even touch us. I knew that I had but one word to say and that he would ravish me. I also knew that it was the last straw, the last scrap of pride and freedom I had left. That once I admitted that I actually wanted him to take me, I'd never be anything else than a slave to him and to my desires.

 

The rest of the day went by. We were collared and shackled but could go where we pleased in the towers. The bandits would ignore us, apart for the occasional derogatory comment or slap on the ass.

 

 

There was a time, up on top of one of the two towers and looking down where I realised that it hadn't been three days since we had been captured. Less than two full days since uthgerd had been taken Magnus knew where.

Maybe she'd manage to escape. Maybe she'd come back to rescue us.

 

 

But as I looked at the lay of the land, feeling small and powerless, I couldn't help but wonder: Did I really wish to be rescued?

 

 

Later that day, once the night had fallen and we had spent another hour or two pleasing the dragons of all the men but their boss, leaving us all sticky frrom their semen, their salty taste lingering in my mouth as a shameful aftertaste, we were back in the room with Ushrag.

"You sluts are the best I've known in a long career. I can tell you now that it'd been a waste to have you live a normal life. Never before had I seen any strumpet as easily subdued as you two. I am very happy. I feel that your training is going very smoothly, you could almost be sold now."

"So... We'd be sold as virgins actually?" I asked.

"Well, maybe. Is that a problem?"

"Y... No... I was just asking."

"What were you asking, you little elven whore? Where you asking fo me to fuck you? To plow your virgin cunt and empty my balls in it? Is that what you were asking for?"

"I... No Master."

Yes, by the eight yes! was what I was screaming internally.

"What about you Tits for Brain? Want me to make you moo with my big cock?"

"I... I..."

"Speak up, I can't hear you."

"I... Don't know master."

"Well, if you don't know then I'll go to sleep. Tell me when you do know. Good night Sluts."

"But..."

"No time for but, time to shut up and sleep."

The look of disappointment on Ethel's face was impossible to miss and I am sure that Ushrag saw it as plainly as I did, but he still turned his back on us and soon began to snore.

 

I didn't sleep much, and when I did, my dreams were plagued with dragons, and flowers, and how they could meet, and how it would feel...

We got up at the same time as Ushrag who stood before us.

 

 

"Morning my little whores, how are we doing this morning?" he asked.

I was about to answer with a regular morning thing when Ethel just blurted: "Master... Master please fuck me."

Ushrag looked at her a moment before bursting out laughing.

"Hah, you really are the weakest willed slut I have ever seen. Usually, even those who were prostitutes before I abducted them manage to hold on at least a week. But well, that's good, very good."

Oh for the love of Dibella. That stupid bitch was surrendering, now? I was supposed to hold on on my own?

Ushrag unlocked both our shackles, then he handed me some brush and ink.

"OK Ethel, you've got to understand what it means. You'll swear yourself to me, completely, yes?  "

"Yes Master, I am yours, I don't care, oh please fuck me!"

"OK, then Shanilia, how about you write something on her face? By the way that's an order."

Still angry at Ethel for having given in when I tried to still hold strong, I considered what to write. Well, what was she about to become? I had heard some men say that to women who slept with many men and that seemed insulting enough to my tastes. Taking the brush, I wrote "Cum dump" just below her mouth.

"That's perfect!" Said Ushrag. "Maybe that'll be your new name, sure fits you better than Ethel. Now Cum Dump, why don't you climb on the bed so that I can free you of that pesky virginity that seems to be bothering you so much?"

 

 

"Master! Please! please!" She panted her legs shamefully opened without a shred of decency.

"Well, looks like you're wetter than the sea, no need for foreplay then."

 

 

Grabbing her by the legs, he plunged slowly his monstrous dragon in her flower while Ethel clenched her teeth.

Seeing the size of him and knowing that she was a virgin just moments ago, that must have hurt like Coldharbour, but as he removed himself almost completely from her flower before going back in, her face already seemed more relaxed, by the fifth back and forth she was moaning:

"Oh Gods yes! Master! Master yes! Ah take me! yes!"

Wasn't being deflowered supposed to hurt? And he was so big then why?

"Master! I'm so happy! Master! Yes! Ahn... Yes!"

My fingers had gotten to my flower, and I couldn't get them out...

 

 

He had said that he wouldn' ravage us, that he'd treat her well, and yet he was going at Ethel's poor flower quicker and quicker. But on the other hand, she seemed to like it well enough...

"Master! Ahn! Yes! Master! Master! I am yours! Ahn! Yours! Ahn master!

By the Eight. She seemed so happy! I couldn't stop fingering my flower, imagining that I was Ethel, That I had submitted, that it was my flower that was being plowed like that.

 

 

Master Ushrag wasn't slowing down. Actually, he was apparently going even stronger, even deeper. Considering the size of his dragon, that should have hurt, but it didn't seem to, quite the opposite.

Ethel's moans had lost any coherence as she was now only uttering vowels that didn't appear to even try to be words.

I was on my knees. I had reached a peak, but it wasn't enough, it was shallow, I wanted something more, I wanted to be dominated, to be filled...

 

 

Master finally sheathed himself in Ethel and stayed there, grunting while she shook under him, mouth opened but no real sound getting out apart from some soft shuddering breathing. Then he got back up while she lay there, her flower leaking from all the seed he had deposited in her.

"Fuck that was good, that's really an A grade pussy, you'll make a lot of men happy with it Ethel. Oh sorry, Cum dump."

"Ah..." She breathed. "Thank you master, I am so happy."

He got up and grabbed a vial on the bed table next to him, taking a sip of it. As soon as he did, his softening dragon reared back up. He took the time to scribble something on Ethel's butt, then took her by the hand to lead her to where I was slumped on the floor and said:

"Well then slut, what now?"

 

 

I knew that I should have gotten up, said that everything was alright and asked him to tell us what was next, but I couldn't. At this point I couldn't even stop my fingers between my legs.

"I... I..."

"Speak up slut. I said what next?"

"Ah... I... Master... Master, I..."

He grabbed me by the chin and forced me to look in his eyes:

"Now, cunt. Do you have something to say? If you do, then say it."

And then I blurted:

"I... Your dragon, please, Let it nest in my flower..."

"Huh? My what doing what in your what? Do you think that you're in the freaking High King's bedchamber? Speak clearly you snobbish little elf tramp!"

Unable to control myself anymore I shouted:

"Please! Please! Plow my virgin pussy with your huge dick!"

 

 

At these words, Ushrag laughed and lifted me up like I weighted nothing to put me on the bed. He then handed Ethel the ink and the brush.

"Good, little slut, good, you two are really becoming my favourite little bitches. I never thought that you two would crumble so quickly, you both are natural born sex slaves. Anyway Cum Dump, your friend here gave you a new name, quite a crude one I'd say, why don't you return the favor?"

 

 

Ethel looked at me with a smile.

"So, You mocked me because I gave in first, but then you do the same, what, a few minutes after me? You really are a dumb slut! Oh, well, why not then."

And with a flourish, she wrote someting under my mouth. I should have been horrified, but I frankly didn't care any more. All my thoughts were centered on the magnificent pillar of flesh that was about to make a woman out of me.

 

 

"Go on all four, little elven mare. Time to riide and breed." he said, kneeling behind me.

I obeyed without thinking, feeling my flower litterally oozing with anticipation. His wonderful dragon resting between my ass cheeks for now.

He grabbed one of my arm, pulled it back and I felt him positionning himself.

"That's right, holy slut. Submit to your pleasure." I thought I heard, like from a faraway place. Huh? That wasn't Ethel or Ushrag... Then Ushrag himself talked, making me forget about that with some more pressing matters.

"Ready to become the whore you were always meant to be, little elf slut?"

 

 

"Yes masterrahiiiiii!" I screamed as he started to push himself in me.

Despite how wet I must have been, the pain was searing,  plus a feeling like all my insides had to move around to accomodate for the huge member that was slowly entering me. But stronger than it was the feeling of completude. I had not only been filled but fulfilled, as if being bred is what I had always meant to be.

"Fuck that's tight." He grunted.

He slowly went back out and I felt that he was scrapping me away, the sensation still painfull but already duller, then he pushed back in. By the gods that was intense, that was painful, but that was also so... Satisfying. Being hold by him, skewered by his huge dragon, there, dominated by him, at his mercy, collared and covered in degrading tatoos... I felt a wave of heat radiate from my flower into my whole bosy, followed by pleasure, and I heard myself moaning.

 

 

He grabbed my second arm ad he suddenly pulled me to hilt himself deep in me. It was like being struck by lightening as I suddenly felt the biggest orgasm I had ever felt, nothing like what masturbating had ever been like, course through me, leaving me breathless and stupefied. He then started to hilt himself in me repeatedly and violently and my pleasure skyrocketed again despite my recent release.

"Shani! Yes! I am so happy for you! Yes! Yes!" Was saying Ethel who had fallen to the floor next to the bed and was mastubating furiously.

But someone else was screaming in a high pitched voice some incoherent and blissed out half sentences of joy and eternal allegiance:

"Master! Yes! I am youahiiii! Youuurs! Oh yes! So good! So good! so goohiii!"

I took me a while to realise that it was me.

 

 

He grabbed me by the elbows, hammering even deeper. I could now feel his pelvis rub against my flower every time he trusted in me. It was heavenly.

I wasn't uttering words now, just mewling like a female cat in heat while he rutted me like a wild beast.

 

 

He finally hilted himself one last time deep in me, gunting "Oh fuck yeah!" And I felt my insides being soaked in burning seed. The whole world seemed to be going white and I think that I kind of passed out for a brief moment, hearing some faraway sardonic laugh, feeling that something that had been watching me was rejoicing at my degradation, then it ended and I was sprawled on the bed, my flower leaking seed while I still felt bloated inside...

"Damn sluts, even with potions, you little sex witches really tired me out, I think that I need to go back to sleep." Said Master Ushrag with a sigh.

"Master, can I... Stay with you? I'll be a good slut, please." I said, feeling soft and pliable, docile and fulfilled, wanting to be against the one who had finally conquered me.

"Sure thing Dumb Slut. Cum Dump, wanna come too?"

"Of course Master!" said Ethel.

"Well first things first." 

Taking the ink and brush, he scribbled on my ass, then on both our foreheads.

"Well, now let's sleep!" he said.

I got back in bed and we both snuggled against him, one on each side, and before we knew it, the three of us were asleep.

 

 

Was it weird that it was probably the most peaceful sleep I ever had? There, as a slave, nudged against my master?

I don't know exactly how long we slept, but the day was getting darker when Ethel and I woke up. Master Ushrag was still asleep.

Looking ill at ease, Ethel whispered:

"I am sorry Shanilia, because of me, you... You ended up like that."

"It's not your fault Ethel. We did some mistakes, we never should have entered that tower. Something in me told me there that it was a bad idea, I should have followed my instinct. Now... Now we are slaves. We got to make the best of it since we don't have a choice."

"So... That's it? There is no turning back?" she asked.

"I... I guess not. Do you... Do you really wish there was?"

"Well... I guess, I... I don't know. Do you?"

"I..." I hesitated, as if giving voice to my feelings would make them more solid. "No, I don't. I am ashamed to admit it, but I think I am happy to have been captured... And made into what I am becoming..."

"Oh, I... I think that actually... I do too..."

"Fuck! Can't you sluts shut the fuck up? I can't sleep with you yapping all night long." Growled Ushrag.

Well, it was actually day, but that obviously wasn't the answer he wanted.

"Master, I am so very sorry!" We both said together.

"Well then, why don't you show me how sorry you both are?"

 

 

So we showed him.

 

 

Soon, the bed felt a bit cramped with the three of us moving in it and we had to relocate our show of contrition.

 

 

Master was generous and he accepted our apology with grace.

 

 

It didn't take long before Master had to drink some more potions to take care of his new two needy slavewhores.

 

 

We ended up coupling late into the night, filling it with our moans and squeals of pleasure, Master having to drink more and more of his potion as we always needed more.

 

 

And if we both belonged to master, that night proved once and for all who between Ethel and I would be the lead bitch, and it sure wasn't me.

 

 

There, on the floor, my sweet flower filled by master's great dragon and his spew, lapping and drinking his delicious seed along with Ethel's nectar from her fevered hole as she crushed my face to the floor by sitting and grinding on it, I learned the joys of submission as I came again and again.

 

 

By the end of the night and of our wild coupling, exhausted, sated, sweaty and sticky with seed, our flowers overflowing and leaking Master's semen, we finally stopped, panting.

"Pah! I am spent. You little sluts must have some daedra in your ancestry to be able to wring out so much spunk from one single man. But it appears that you finally have your fill. Now come, let's sleep, tomorrow your training starts for real." Said Ushrag.

Without a word, we both climbed into bed with him after a quick washing up. Ushrag was snoring already. Slowly so as not to wake him up, we snuggle against him and fell asleep, happy, without any doubt left in our my mind. Ethel and I definitely were where we were meant to be.

 

The next day, Ushrag brought us to his men and showed them that he had already tamed us.

 

 

I frankly doubt that any of the bandits had any doubt about it, we hadn't exactly been discreet the day and the night before, but I guess that it was part officialisation, and part to keep showing us our place.

 

 

There, taken by him in front of his men, unable to repress my moans of pleasure, I felt even more humiliated than I had before when servicing them or when I had finally given in to my desires yesterday. But obviously, this shame I felt only served to make my pleasure greater.

 

 

And after that, naked and soiled with his semen in front of them, he told them that they now had free rein to do with us as they pleased. No longer were they forbidden from coupling with us. And coupling with us they definitely did.

 

 

They no longer bothered with putting some handcuffs on us, and we could more or less go and come as we wished even at night in the two towers. But whenever any of the bandit wanted it, we had to offer ourselves to him, or them.

 

 

To be able to please more men than one, we had to learn to make use of our backdoors also.

 

 

We'd be covered in seed day in and day out. Even if we kept going to the river to wash ourselves up, as soon as we got out, a bandit would want us and we'd be soiled again. Also, our masters didn't only decorate our skin, be it sperm or ink, they also made us change haircut to be able to better enjoy our features they said. I had to shorten mine to please them while Ethel dyed hers blond and had to braid it.

 

 

Days passed, became a week, then two. The bandits who had taken Uthgerd and Oriane away came back and joined in our training.

 

 

Weeks passed, and always we were servicing our masters.

 

 

It was one evening, while we were watching the sunset on Whiterun, like some kind of distant dream from another life that I realised that, however hard I tried, I couldn't recall the mental images one had to visualise to cast most of the spells I'd learned. It was like my time as Shanilia the sorceress, the adventurer, was slowly being erased, leaving only Shanilia the bandit's toy. The day after, Master Ushrag told us that he had a buyer for us...

 

 

We actually left when the night was falling. I later understood that it probably was so that we'd travel next to Whiterun in the deep of night since Master Urgash didn't really trust in the method of these other groups of bandits who paraded naked women in full day light by advertising them as bandits being punished.

Still, he only gave us shoes to wear. Apart from that, we were handcuffed and had some heavy hood on the head. It wasn't completely opaque so we could more or less see the ground, but not much more.

"Come on sluts, time to go!" He told us.

Leading us with one of his men, we departed, never to come back at this place where our life got turned around so drastically.

 

 

We traveled a part of the night. Then stopped in the morning, camped, then left again in the afternoon. There was something pretty scary to be traveling like that. Not only were we completely dependent on our masters to lead and protect us with that heavy hood, we were also completely unable to hide our bodies so the few travelers that we passed on the road, the comments they made on our naked bodies and crude tatoos made me feel so ashamed I would have wanted to disappear. Of course that did not prevent my nipples from hardening nor my flower from moistening at every encounter.

 

 

One more day had gone by and night had fallen again when we arrived at a place that had a smell of civilisation. Woodsmoke and cow dung to be more precise.

Seeing that Master Ushrag had stopped we did the same, trying to see something through our hoods to guess where we were.

"Master? Are we there yet?" I asked.

I was exhausted.

 

 

Master sighed before answering.

"Well, yeah. Here we are. Didn't think I'd say that one day but I think that I'll miss you sluts, you probably are the best slaves I ever trained. But a deal is a deal and my client might be a whiny old fucker, but he's got connections with people I wouldn't want to anger. And since you stupid cunts took your fucking time, we are late and there isn't even time for a last goodbye fuck."

With these words he slapped both our asses and we started walking again.

We passed next to a place with music and the jabber of many people drinking together. One laugh that I heard was kind of familiar. Next to me Ethel exclaimed:

"By the Nine! Is that... Is that Rorikstead? Is the client my sister? Or maybe Erik, wanting to save me? Or..."

"Will you shut up you dumb cow?" exclaimed master Ushrag.

 

 

We went at the back of the noisy house, probably a tavern. There people were talking amongst themselves in hushed voices, some of them familiar in fact. Was that really Rorikstead? Would our buyer actually free us? Did I... Really want to be freed?

"What? Who are these people Hadwe?" Said a voice that I recognised but couldn't place. "And what are they doing with these two hooded hookers?"

Hadwe? Wasn't that, the old man who had tried to rape me? Just when I rememberd that I heard his voice.

"Shut up Mralki, if you want your business to get better, you'll do as I say. And if it isn't the terrible Ushrag? I expected you a long time ago, and someone told me that you're asking for more than we bargained for? that isn't very professionnal..."

Wait... What? He was the client?

 

 

"Well, well." Said Ushrag. "Old man Hadwe, you sold me a lie is what you did. You told me I'd get your girl Ethel with an escort that would runaway as soon as they would get close to my lair, making her an easy prey, that one of your men would get to me in advance to tell me to expect her. In place of what, she got there unannounced, with me and most of my men out on another business, and she got there with an apprentice sorceress and a freaking rabid bitch of a warrior. They killed the six men I had back there. Had I not come back on time, they'd have gone out with another one of my slaves in training and the fertiliser you had me steal to lure her here to boot. And when I got there they still managed to kill one more of my men! I'm the one who had to deal with all that so I'd say you're the one who didn't hold up his end of the bargain, old man!"

 

 

At these words Mralki, who was the innkeeper if I remembered well, exclaimed:

"What? You're the one behind Ennis and Reldith's ruin? Just so that your buddies there could buy their farm for a trifle? And you got Ethel abducted? What kind of... Wait, those tits... Is that girl back there Ethel? What the fuck is going on here?"

When Hadwe answered, there was no nice old man vibe in his voice, it was cold and angry:

"What is going on is I am going to make you rich, Mralki, so shut the fuck up! Now Ushrag, I get that you might not like the way things have gone. That brainless bimbo Ethel suddenly decided that she didn't want my buddies back there to travel with her and hired two cunts to go with her. I'll have you know that I actually had a bone to pick with one of these bitches, too bad they died. But anyway, what's your price then?"

"I'd say 6 000 septims a piece, but I am loath to seperate them. See they got close to each other when learning to suck on a cock together. So 11 000 for the two of them. Take it or leave it."

"11 000! How in Coldharbour would you think that I'd get this kind of money? I don't have 6 000 to begin with! I never asked you to train her! And what do I care that these two learned to suck cock together or that they lick each other's snatch before sleeping? I don't care about your other slut!"

"Are you so sure about that?" asked Ushrag.

 

 

He told his henchman to remove our hoods and let these men look at us.

"Sure you don't want that one also? You said yourself that you too had some history, or was that with the swordwoman? But sometthing tells me that it was this one..."

"Fuck! The elven slut, the one who threatened me and left me blue balled! You said you killed them."

"I said I had to deal with it, since when does a slaver kill fuckable pretty sluts?"

 

 

Seeing that everyone was silent, he kept going:

"Come on girls, forward. Show your goods to the buyer." 

 

 

Obediently, we went in front of Hadwe who stared at us like his eyes were about to jump out of their orbits, and his cock out of his pants.

"Fuck! Ethel, a blond Ethel, and the elven brat! I want them! I want them both, but how can I afford it, you know I can't, you know my friends and I don't have this kind of money."

 

 

"Sure I know that. But I also know how you think. I know why the innkeeper's here, you intend to rent the girls to him so that you'll not only have a nice slave to get you off, you'll also make money out of her. Well then you'll make even more money with two. And since I am a very generous gentleman, I'll give you a loan. But here's the thing, you'll have a 5% interest per month on what's left to pay, And I expect at least 300 every month if you don't want me and my men to take them back and to feed your sorry ass to the wolves. Pay me 1 000 now and we have a deal. So what do you say?"

"You expect me to whore these girls out at my inn?" Asked Mralki, sounding horrified. 

However, his eyes, as those of all the men had been glued on us since the moment I could see them, and probably before that too.

"Well, don't you need the money?"

"Of course I do, since your friends bought Ennis's farm and started to make moonshine with whatever they could grow on it to sell it at half the price of my ale, especially considering that they were my best clients before... Yeah I definitely could use the money. But that's illegal you know?" he said.

Even I could say that he was wavering already.

"Not with my contacts. Before anyone starts nosing in our business, I'll have some documents saying that these two are criminals and then are denied normal rights. There will be no way for anyone to free them without buying them first. And you can be sure as Oblivion that I am not about to sell. Also we'll stop with the moonshine. My buddies back there will get some fertiliser to start growing some proper vegetables, right Ushrag? For that price you can throw the fertiliser in the deal?"

"Mmm... I guess I can."

 

 

One of the men handed a small cassette that appeared quite heavy to Ushrag's henchman.

"That's 1 500 septims." Said Hadwe.

"Right, then 9 500 to go. And don't forget the interests. You better pay me more than the agreed 300 if you don't want your debt to go up."

"Yeah yeah, you'll get your money."

"Then you've got your whores."

"Good deal."

"Yep."

They shook hand and I felt more humiliated that I had ever felt. I had just been sold.

Ushrag unlocked our handcuffs and pocketed them.

"You sure about that?" Asked Hadwe.

"Yes I am, don't worry, they are tamed." Answered Ushrag.

"Well then sluts. It was nice. Be nice hookers now, maybe I'll come visit to rent you once in a while for old time's sake." Said Ushrag, then him and the other bandit left.

 

Once they had gone, Mralki said: "I can't believe you brought me into that, why not leave me out of that part of the business?" 

"Well, you had to know. Not to get some stupid virtuous idea. Now you're in it too and if something happens to me and my friend, or to my whores, you know that this mean looking orc will come to ask what's what." answered Hadwe

Then he turned to us:

"Well, you girls made fun of me in the past, called me a dirty old man and other hurtful things. You were mean to some of my friends also. Don't you think that was rude?"

Ethel and I looked at each other before falling on our knees in front of him.

"I am so sorry master." I said.

"Yes, we both are very sorry, that won't happen again." said Ethel.

"you know what girls? I believe you." Said Hadwe. "But actions speak louder than words, my friends and I were very hurt you know? Also, looks like Mralki here needs some comforting."

They undressed and gathered around us.

Looking around, I saw that my suitors were two farmers smelling like ale and the inn keeper. Not really the mean bandits I'd had arounf lately. I was not handcuffed, I was not yet declared a criminal. If I ran would they catch me? I hesitated and they were around me, their hands started to explore my naked body. If there wasn't this collar I could have done some magic, well, if I remembered how to cast spells, perhaps I could still escape i f wanted to. Did I want to? I looked at Ethel to watch what she was doing.

 

 

She was on her knees, a cock in each hand and kissing Hadwe's... No, not hadwe. She was kissing our master's cock. Seeing that, I felt myself melt. What was wrong with me? What kind of useless ideas was I having? Tha was probably Shanilia the adventurer's last gasp and she disappeared for good as I fell to my knees.

 

 

There, at my rightful place, having finally and completed accepted who and what I was. I felt happy and secure.

 

 

It wasn't long before we got our first reward for the night, but it wasn't the last.

 

 

Seeing Ethel bounce on a cock, moaning and holding onto the other men's dicks, I thought that she no longer would have to hide behind the inn, imagining how it was like to be a slave or a whore.

 

 

As for me, feeling my first orgasm of the night approach while sucking on my new master's cock. I knew that there would be no turning back. I was a slave and a whore and never wanted to be anything else.

 

 

"So traveler. Did you like my tale? Was that a bit less heroic than what you are used to? Well, I am no bard even if I no some good stories. But you asked for mine and Ethel's and if there is one thing we're not, it's heroines. Now do you want some more mead? Maybe a nice black Briar to go with your roasted venison?"

 

 

"Shanilia, You dumb slut! What are you doing still talking to customers! It's almost time for the lottery!"

"Oh, Today is a lottery day, I had forgotten. Did you buy a ticket traveler? No? Too bad, I would have liked for you, or rather me to have a taste, maybe next time. Remember, every Fredas is a lottery day and a ticket is only 20 septims, 15 if you're eating."

"Shani! Are you freaking coming?"

"Sorry Ethel, I am!"

 

 

I trot after her making sure not to spill any drink.

"You really need to stop being such an air head, you Dumb Slut."

"And you need to stop being so mean to me. Nobody likes a bossy woman, you Cum Dump!"

 

 

"Finally there, what took you girls so long? You know that the patrons get rowdy when we end up late for the lottery."

"It's Shanilia, Mralki, she was flirting with the hunk at the table there."

"I am sorry Mralki, I forgot about the time, it's not Ethel's fault, I am the only one to blame."

"Well, it's no big deal, you girls are here now. Put those trays down and climb on the counter."

 

 

"Welcome everybody for the usual Fredas Lottery. I hope that those of you who participated came with some strength of body and mind because I can assure you that these girls have quite the appetite. You wouldn't want to leave them hungry, would you?"

 

 

"Anyway, let me get Ethel's urn. Most of you know her, she grew up partly here. Alas our pretty child grew up to become quite the bad girl. She left a while ago in search of easy money and cheap thrills and ended up consorting with bandits. She was caught by the swift hand of justice and now works here as a wench to atone for her crimes. Anyway with my innocent hand, let me draw the lots for the 3 lucky ones who'll be able to feed our divine Ethel, look at this youthfull face above this soft and welcoming motherly figure, who wouldn't want to plunge his face in her conforting bosom, while something else would plunge between those nice soft tighs! Well, not tonight for tonight is lottery day, but she's available for ordinary service any other day of the week for only 50 septims, 40 if you've ordered some food! Anyway, tonight's lucky winners are Daglrek, Hokimar and Falsk. You can come here and undress, and know that Ethel thanks you in advance for the meal."

 

 

"OK, let's now get Shanilia's urn. So Shanilia here doesn't look like it but she's a bad seed, or at least she was. It's her who tempted Ethel with her wild bandit stories, her who brought her to the gang who prostituted them both to men and used them to lure poor souls into terrible traps or to blackmail them. She was caught along with Ethel and is also here to atone for her crimes. Now don't let that frighten you. It's true that, though never particularly gifted for it she was a vicious hedge sorceress, able to resort to dangerous spells when her feminine wiles were not enough. However once captured by the guards, they put an anti magic collar on her to prevent her from using her powers. So without power and with no more strength than your average teenage girl, that sweet half elf is a danger no more.

But enough about her past and look at her. Cute is her second name and it would have been the first had sultry not taken the place. Admire her petite frame, her perfect firm tits, her slender legs leading the most moist and welcoming slit there is! Most days, like Ethel she's for sale by the hour at the price of 50 septims, 40 if you've ordered some food! And believe me when I say that there are only two things sweeter than her cute voice when you fuck her and these two things are the inside of her ass and pussy! But today's lottery day so you won't fuck her tonight, and you won't hear her voice for she'll have her mouth full. So let's look at it, the lucky winners are Berls, Eri... Hum Eric, good for you my boy, and Lormdall! You guys can come here and undress, yeah, you too dear son, I am so happy to see that you use my money to get sucked by our own whore... Hum, Sorry about that. Let's enjoy people!"

 

 

Ethel and I get down  from the counter, take a cup each and already we are surrounded by men. We get down on our knees while penises are thrust towards our faces, so we start jerking off and sucking.

 

 

Whenever a man appears to be close to release we get the cup ready not to waste any drop of the precious seed.

 

 

Most of the men who take part in the lottery have ordered some special drinks that stimulate semen production before the draw, allowing them to come more than once if they recover enough while we take care of the other participants. That makes it quite tiring for us. Also the ones who take the drink but don't get their lot drawn are in for a weird night.

 

 

It takes around one hour and a half to two hours to fill a cup with three contestants if they have taken the wild sap drink. So considering that the lottery is already around the end of the food service time, that makes the end of the cup show a good closing event for the evening.

 

 

The first time we did that event, Ethel and I would really down our cup without spilling, after all, I don't know for Ethel but I do love the taste of men's seed. However, Mralki told us that is would please the customers more to see us stained with semen so we have learned to drool back some on ourselves. I like it too, I find it sexy.

 

 

Well now, evrybody looks happy, I know I am, this was a good evening, Time to say goodbye to our patrons. Putting our cups down, Ethel and I redress quickly then we position ourselves close to the exit.

 

 

"Thank you very much for coming! Have a good night and we hope to see you very soon! Good bye!"

"Take care Lormdall, see you soon!"

"Hey, bye Flask. Have a good night, and choose me next time, I suck better than that cow! Ow! don't hit me that was a joke!"

"Good bye traveler, Next time you come to Rorikstead, ask for the two of us, then you'll never want to leave!"

(...)

 

Finally, the last client leaves. There is just Mralki left and he is putting the candles down.

"Girls. I am tired now but, tomorrow?"

"Sure, we can have some fun the three of us before opening, but now it's time to sleep, Nighty night!"

 

 

We get to our room and undress and clean ourselves up. I look at Ethel's belly and ask.

"Not too tired? And is he moving yet?"

"No she's not, And the midwife said that she wouldn't move before at least a few more weeks. And It's a she I tell you."

"Mmm, No, I don't think so, It's a he I tell you, Master Ushrag's get and he's not the kind of man to sire a girl. I know what I'm saying, I am a mage you know?

"You were a mage, now you're just a stupid tatooed whore."

"True, but well, you too."

"Yup. Let's sleep Shani, Tomorrow is Loredas and all the military grunts will be asking after us."

"Oh, yes big day, lots of clients, and I like the soldiers, they're strong, I like men who can lift me like a doll. Can't wait, but you're right we better rest."

 

 

As we lay down, she looks at me

"Shani, you really think me bossy? Or mean?"

"Of course not, well you can be bossy, but I like it when you order me around, it's sexy."

"You're such a weirdo."

"Heh, I guess."

We kiss and then I blow the candle before snuggling against her and her growing belly.