Chapter 6 | Memento
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MEMENTO
After a night's sleep at the inn and a wardrobe change at the general store, I finally felt like venturing into Markarth's history. By the way, how do you like my outfit? A tunic with a corset, green pants to match the town's colors and comfortable sandals, I fit in just like a local!
I had all day to wander through the Markarth archives, located in the Understone Keep, an imposing structure built by the Dwemers and now serving as the palace of the current Jarl. The answers to my questions were there, I could feel it!
Or maybe not... I couldn't find anything about Enigma after checking several registers. Until that man came along to cut short my frustration:
"Excuse me, I've seen you reading all day, are you looking for something?"
"Yeah, a secretive group of people came here about twenty years ago and I couldn't dig up a thing on them..."
"I may have a book that could help you, please follow me."
As we headed toward the exit, a group of Altmer elves in armor passed behind us.
"Who are they? I thought Markarth was under Legion control."
"Keep your voice down! They're Thalmor agents, trying to gain influence here until they can take over the city. It's best to avoid them, unless you wish to suffer a torturous sentence in prison..."
The man led me to a hidden corner before handing me a voluminous book.
"Look, my name is Eltrys and I'm running out of time. You're an outsider, you'll do. You want answers, so do I. Read this book about Markarth's history and come meet me in the Shrine of Talos tomorrow night."
"Sure, I'll read it, thanks."
Back to my room at the inn, I undressed and lay down on the bed to peruse The Bear of Markarth. It was a historical tale about a rebellion carried out by this people called the Forsworn, free Bretons who seized control of Markarth in 4E 174 until 4E 176 before being crushed by Ulfric Stormcloak, hence the book's title. Every official Forsworn was executed, including their king, and those who escaped retreated into the Reach's mountains, living like outcasts.
A fascinating book that gave me the proper context I was lacking.
As I was about to fall asleep, a menacing thug stormed into my room. Judging by his attitude, he came to punch me in the face. Thankfully, he was a low level Breton with a weak magic resistance, so I cast an illusion spell to pacify him by manipulating his emotions.
It was a close call, but it succeeded! The brute knelt down as I had commanded him. I made him fear me and I even put my toes on his head.
"Listen up, thrall. Tonight, you're mine! If you try anything, I'll break your spirit apart, is that clear? Good. Before you tell me why you barged in here, you're going to apologize by satisfying my libido."
I took off my underwear and ordered the Breton guy to engage in foreplay with my breasts. Oh yeah, that was such a sweet ride! With more magic, I could have so many worshippers at my feet... But unfortunately I was still limited by my powers and their duration.
I then sat down on the bed so the bandit could take care of my clit. He used his fingers with precision, and I began to feel aroused while making soft moans.
I commanded him to speed up and he obeyed. The Breton guy knelt down, spread my legs to keep them in the air and used his tongue to eat my pussy. It was so exquisite until I climaxed.
After that amazing interlude, I eventually wanted to find out what were the intentions of this lout I was using as a footrest:
"Speak up, what are you doing here? Who sent you? Don't make me cast another spell!"
"Please don't! I'm sorry, I had to scare you out of Markarth. I was sent by this elderly man, Nepos. He lives uptown, that's all, I swear!"
"You'd better be right. Stay put in that posture a few minutes longer and I'll let you go. Get out of here and never come back."
The next day, I went to Nepos's house, where his servant received me at the entrance.
"Excuse me? What's your business here?"
"I came to see Nepos. Is he around?"
"We haven't expecting you, and the old man needs his rest. Come back some other time."
The old man's voice was heard in the distance, granting me permission to approach him.
Nepos was sitting by the fireplace, turning the pages of an ancient book.
"You're the one who sent that thug after me, may I ask why?"
"Young girl, you're quite the bloodhound, delving into a past that isn't yours. I've been in this game for over 20 years and I'm tired of it..."
"Actually, I disagree. I'm looking for answers about my bloodline and it might be linked with the Forsworns."
"Show me how much you want the truth, kneel down beside me and let me gently touch your face."
I was a bit repulsed, but I complied. This old man had the information I was seeking out.
"I'll grant you one question, my dear, choose wisely."
"Right now, who's behind all this?"
"My king, Madanach. Also named King in Rags. A man who once held all the Reach within his grisp. Then Ulfric and his men came... Unlike what is written, Madanach remains alive within a Nord prison..."
"Please tell me which one!"
"If you give the old man a good time, I'll reveal it to you, my dear."
Nepos undressed, as did I, and we went to his bedroom. As much as I disliked doing it, I had to admit that he was still well preserved for an old man. I started by giving him a handjob and saying what will happen next:
"Just relax and let me take care of everything! First I'll tease your cock, then I'll suck you off and finally you can mount me, okay, darling?"
The old man was enjoying himself, and his wide grin could only flatter my ego as a skilled blowjob queen. To tell you the truth, I cleared my mind to make it bearable.
When I'd finished with the foreplay, Nepos took me into the cowgirl position. I could feel the old man's experience, but there was no way I was going to like it.
I changed position so that Nepos's penis could fit in better. Still in the cowgirl pose, but facing the old man. If he could hurry up, that would be great, for both of us.
When I sensed he was about to ejaculate, I put my feet over his face to hide it and simulated an orgasm to satisfy his pride. I hoped old Nepos would keep his word.
We got dressed again, him fully clothed, me in modest underwear. He then moved closer to tell me what he had omitted.
"You were great my dear! As promised, Madanach is being held in Cidhna Mine, the most secure prison in all of Skyrim, right here in Markarth. But you'd better be careful, the man you met yesterday has probably been silenced and you'll be deemed to be the ideal scapegoat. You can put your past behind you and leave, or accept your fate and get arrested. The choice is yours."
I waited for nightfall before deciding what to do. Thanks to the memento and Nepos's story, I had a clearer idea of my family's background, and one man would be able to answer it: the King in Rags, Madanach. I was still hesitating, gazing up at the stars to make up my mind. I might not see them again for a very long time...
When I felt ready at last, I entered the Talos shrine. Just like the old man had warned me, some guards apprehended me for Eltrys' murder. I surrendered and knelt down to the ground straight away.
"Look what you've done! You're to blame, you've dug into a mess that didn't involve you. Now you're coming with us! It's a life sentence for you in Cidhna Mine."
If you were a normal person, you'd be mad or sad to be busted. Not me, I was cheerful and smiling. Truth seemed within reach.
"You're a bunch of corrupt guards, but I don't really care. Please, send me to Cidhna's mine! There's someone I'm eager to meet."
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Lucille is getting closer, but at what cost? Sure, she'll be able to defend herself, but will it hold? At least she had some fun before... When she was the dominant one.
The next chapter on the Cidhna mine will be longer due to developments and revelations! And who knows, maybe new allies, or new enemies... Or both!
Edited by Stanoth
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