A few days later, at the Bee and Barb inn.

 

 

My relationship with Mother had greatly improved, and I was now free to live my life the way I wanted. It had been several months since I’d slept with a man, tonight was going to be the night. Behind me, I spotted this guy, a handsome, slightly rugged Nord who just had eyes for me. He was having dinner with his sister, and she was tired of him ignoring her so she decided to leave. Don't worry, sis, I'll take good care of your sibling...

 

 

One drink later, I made the first move and took him upstairs. I fully intend to exploit his drunkenness to call the shots.
"Ready for a wild night, pretty boy?  need a special someone to please me. Can you do that?"
"Oh yeah, absolutely! Anything you want, gorgeous!"

 

 

We stripped naked, and I lay down on the bed. My one-night stand had a fairly well-built body for a Nord, along with an impressive package. I used my feet to gently tease him.
"Wow! That thing is almost my sole size! Show some affection to my feet, and I’ll raise it to new heights."
"Ha! Your wishes are my command! Brace yourself!"

 

 

He took my legs, spread them apart, and then started tickling my feet. It caught me off guard, but I actually liked the feeling. In fact, I got kind of turned on from it... 
"Ahahah! Hey! I didn't mean for you to tickle my feet!"
"But you don't seem to mind, do you? Maybe would you prefer if I worshipped them?"
"Ahah! Keep the tickling up a bit and dive right in!"

 

 

The Nord guy gently brought my legs together and then kissed my soles. It felt good; he knew exactly where to put his mouth to further stimulate my arousal.

 

 

It went from kissing to sucking, and to be honest, I missed having that level of control. A fine stranger willing to be bossed around by a defiant Breton woman with a foot fetish... I started gently touching myself at the thought of me running the show.

 

 

My partner did great in the foreplay, now it was my turn to get him hard. Of course, I gave him a footjob. Seeing his schlong almost double in size... I was a little worried it wouldn't fit inside me.

 

 

He turned me around and slid his cock between my feet. I kept rubbing it while he did the same to my soles with his big hands.
"By Dibella! Your feet are so small and soft, I could keep fondling them forever..."
"Thanks, handsome, but I think you deserve a reward for a job well done... Take me roughly from behind."

 

 

I got down on all fours so he could insert himself more easily. I felt a little slutty; I wanted him to fuck me harder than ever.
"I'm in position, whenever you're ready, sweetheart!"
"Good, don't hold back! Give it your all, champ!"

 

 

We had sex for several minutes, the back-and-forth motion of his big dick had the desired effect, bringing us both closer to orgasm.

 

 

At the right moment, he pulled out and spurted all his cum around my vagina. Damn, that felt so fucking nice!

 

Like any man, he fell into a deep sleep after climaxing. I got up and wished him good night. I had to clean myself up and pay for the room before heading back to Mother's place.

 

 

I went back downstairs to pay the innkeeper, a very friendly Argonian woman with a message addressed to me. 
"You're Lucille, right? A woman with gray hair dressed like a thief was looking for you. She's waiting out front, near the market. Oh, and don't worry about Griffin upstairs, he's a regular, he'll pay his tab."
"Oh, thanks! I can still cover half for the room, though. I had a blast there, too!"
"I’m sure you did! Good night, Breton sister!"

 

 

"Well, well, there's my precious daughter! So, how was your date? Did he have a big one?"
"Mom! How could you..."
"Oh, Lucille, don't be so prudish. All women have their urges, even me, despite my senior age."
"I don't want to hear any of it! But yeah, I had a good time, and he had a decent one!"
"Nice of you! Right, we've got a job to do, follow me."

 

 

"Mother, what are we doing on the docks late at night? Can you explain what's going on?"
"That pest, Maven Black-Briar... She stuck her nose into my business and tried to snatch my daughter away from me. You know the saying:

an eye for an eye..."
"I'm worried about this feud between you two, Mother... What have you done?"

 

 

"I decided to abduct her own daughter, Ingun Black-Briar. A brilliant alchemist who doesn't really like her family but knows exactly what their future plans are. To get those answers, I need your help, Lucille. Would you kindly assist me?"
"Let me get this straight: you're asking me to make your enemy's daughter reveal her family secrets? Sign me up, I'll be glad to do it!"

 

 

"Alright, we're in the abandoned warehouse. She's downstairs, tied to a chair and blindfolded. Ingun has already seen me and heard me speak, so I'll stay silent by your side. Use any means necessary to break her."  
"That's fine by me! I've never tortured anyone before, so it might be fun! Plus, I've got some new spells I want to try out..."

As Mother had mentioned, Maven's daughter was downstairs. Bound, blindfolded, and barefoot. Ingun looked just like her mom, with jet-black hair and a slender but muscular physique. Watching her helpless reminded me of my own ordeals when I stood in her shoes or rather, lacking them.

 

 

"Good evening, Ingun. Looks like you're in a real tight spot. Luckily for you, it can be over quickly."
"Release me, you bitch! Do you know who my family is? You won't make it through the week!"
"Well, time will tell. Speaking of which, if you could give me some info about your family’s upcoming business plans, I promise I won't hurt you."
"Fuck you, I'm no snitch!"

 

 

"I guess you prefer the hard way. Perfect, so do I. You can't see what I'm holding, but you can hear it, right? Some lightning to spark things up, shall we?"
"Wait! Listen, I'm sorry, but I'm not involved in my family's matters, that's the truth!"
"Nah, I don't buy it. I think you know more than you're willing to admit, so I'm going to get the truth out of you!"

 

 

And the torture began. I cast my weakest lightning spell on Ingun. Although it looked impressive, it wasn't that powerful. The lightning coursed through her body, from head to toe. She tried to block out the pain, but it wasn’t going to get any better. 
"I'll ask again: what kind of business does your family plan to do soon?"

 

 

I changed my interrogation approach. Since Mother, with her lovely oversight, arranged to have Ingun barefoot, I might use it to my advantage.
"How does it feel to have sparks flying onto your feet? Is it painful? Is it ticklish? Both at the same time? I can tell it’s making you twitch!"

 

 

Maven's daughter resisted for a while, but when I decided to bring my hands filled with magic close to her head, she cracked and gave up.
"Enough! Please stop! I'll tell you what I know!"
"About time, Ingun! I'm ready to keep going all night if I have to. Speak!"

 

 

"At a family dinner, my mother mentioned that she wanted to acquire the Honningbrew Meadery near Whiterun. She has a plan involving the Thieves' Guild. I swear, I don't know anything else!"
Mom was satisfied with the answer, but she thought it needed more details. She pointed out an area of the warehouse to pursue the questioning. 
"Listen, I understand that you don't wanna let your mom down, but there's more to this story, right? That's why I'm going to move you."
"No! Please... I can't..."

 

 

As I escorted Ingun, I couldn't help but notice how much taller she was than me, even though she was forced on her tiptoes. My face lit up when I saw where we were going to put this girl, while Mother drew her dagger to strip her.
"Where are you taking me? I'm hurt, and I can't bear the cold stone on my feet!"
"Quiet. Don't worry, I'll heal you up, we're not done yet."

We placed Ingun in the frame, with her hands and feet shackled in the air. She was left in her underwear, utterly defenseless, with a gorgeous sculpted body. I did what I said and cast a healing spell to restore her health, along with a special bonus. 
"What are you doing to me? Why do I feel weaker?"
"Yeah, about that.. My healing spell comes with a drawback: it makes the target vulnerable, making them more prone to certain effects. This will come in handy later on."

 

 

Since Maven's daughter was a bit ticklish, my curse spell will amplify her sensitivity. I used a new spell called Locust Touch on her soles. It’s normally used as a poisonous spell, but I made it work to cause irritation or itching instead. See my devious tickle plan? Of course, it didn’t take much for her to break out laughing. 
"Surprise! No more lightning, but tickling until I hear all about that meadery takeover!"

 

 

Mother joined in to tickle torture Ingun. She was thrilled to take part, and I was delighted to team up with my mom in tickling poor Ingun mercilessly. Besides, her expertise would be a welcome addition to force the truth out of the girl. 
"Ahahahahah! Please, stop! Leave my feet alone! Ahahah!"
"Oh, but we're only just getting started, Ingun! Just tell me everything, and my partner and I will stop. You have my word."

 

 

A few minutes passed; the Black-Briar daughter was tenacious, enduring the tickling attacks as long as she could. I figured a change of tactics might be needed, so I decided to keep up with my wicked game and cast a water spell on her stomach. 
"You're strong, but will you be tough enough to resist your bladder's call? You won't be able to hold it forever!"
"Ahahahahah! Cut it out! No, what's happening to me? I suddenly need to pee, stop the tickles, please!"

 

 

Ingun lost control and started peeing everywhere. That didn't stop Mother and I from keeping on tickling her big feet. I even mocked the poor girl.
"Well, well, looks like you wet your underwear. I suppose there's a limit to your stamina after all..."
"Ahahah! Yes, yes, enough already! Oh goodness, I still need to pee! Ahah!"

 

 

I thought a proper humiliation would do the trick to break Ingun's spirit, and I was right. Not only did I make her soil herself, but I also made her strip naked. Mom knew I got it and decided to leave, giving me a grin meant to wrap up the torture session in style. 
"So, Ingun, ready to tell me what you truly know about the meadery?"
"Yeah... But you're such a nasty bitch. You kidnapped me and tortured me with lightning and tickling until I peed myself! And now I'm naked and still helpless, what more do you want?"

 

 

 "Oh, poor Ingun... I didn't want things to get this far, and I'm sorry, but you asked for it. Now, please, tell me everything."
"My mother intends to sabotage the Honningbrew Meadery with the Thieves' Guild's assistance. It's a pest control operation involving skeevers, to bring down the selling price. The sales contract is stored in our meadery right here in Riften, but my mom keeps a copy in her study, just in case.

I don't know anything else, so please, let me go!"
"There you go, it wasn't that hard! But before I take my leave, you deserve a reward. Consider it my way to apologize for my actions tonight."

 

 

I had learned a final spell in the charm category: one for arousal, or how to sexually turn someone on. I couldn’t have imagined any better opportunity to try it out.
"With such an athletic body, I'm sure you must be quite popular, don't you? I really like your small boobs and how clean your vagina is!"
"Oh... What the..? Oh, it feels so nice... Please, more!"

 

 

I moved to the other side and speed up my fingers on Ingun's pussy. I could sense her heart beating faster, with adrenaline rushing through her whole body. Soon, her moans would turn into an orgasm so powerful that she would drift off asleep right after. 
"Enjoying that, huh? You naughty thing, I should start tickling you again for having so much pleasure!"

 

 

When Ingun came, my work here was complete, and I could leave on a high note. She was exhausted, out of breath, torn between agony and ecstasy. For once, I played the tormentor's role, and I enjoyed it more than you can imagine! 
"So long, girl! You'd better keep your mouth shut about tonight, or otherwise, I'll be back."

I took my time (and really liked doing it) with the chapter! I wanted to try different stuff, like a longer sex scene, good torture/tickling shots and Lucille in the dom role that she can pull off (that little minx!). 

 

Seems like the war between Mother (Teresa) and Maven is officially on. I'm pretty pleased with the parallel I tried to draw between the two families, even though their goals are entirely different. It will continue for a couple of chapters before things take a good or bad turn...