Leandra arrived at Ragnvald an hour later. The cold wind blew over her face and made her shiver.
Damn this ruin is impressive! She thought as she stood in front of the entrance. I think that this dragon priest is even more powerful than Volsung.

 

 

 

 

She opened the door and inhaled the stale air of the ruin. She smelled death and decay in it, an evidence for draugr. She arrived in a large chamber where draugr stood and she cut through them as if they were nothing. The air was filled with the smell of burning flesh as the draugr died by fire or sword.

 

 

 

After the draugr lay dead, Leandra approached a large coffin, wich was sealed by two iron shackles. Ontop of the coffin were two keyholes for releasing the seal and letting the coffin open.
So there you lie... Leandra whispered but her voice got louder through the echoes in the ruin. I'll free you and then I will end your life.

 

 

 

After a while she came across a black skull with gems in its eyeholes. Leandra put her hand on it and felt that it was made out of iron.
Seems like this is one of the keys for the coffin. She thought as she slowly ran her hand over the head. This is probably a trap. I don't think the nords would have let this key just lying around without anyone to secure it. And so she took it and the coffins around her opened, freeing the draugr within them. Ha! I knew it!

 

 

Leandra was able to defeat them all and so she went back to the dim chamber, where she put the skull in its whole. As she did, she thought that she'd heared a quiet breathing but she dismissed it as imagination.

 

 

 

She then found the second key in another large room, where the same trap was as in the other one. She killed the draugr and placed the second key in Otar's seal. She watched as the shackles slowly moved in opening the coffin.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then the sound of the top of the coffin breaking disturbed the silence of the tomb and Otar the Mad flew out of his coffin, in wich he was imprisoned for thousands of years. His mask was able to make even the bravest man cry for his mother, resembeling a face with a stitched eye and mouth. His cloak was torn to pieces.
Uh-oh. That's not going to be easy. Leandra said as she remembered the stories of Otar, how he was a fair ruler until he became insane and tortured his subjects, getting more and more powerful, until he couldn't be deafeated by the two best warriors in his time and now she, a small Breton should kill him.

 

 

 

And so the fight, wich lasted for an hour, began. Leandra cast a fire spell on the rotting dragon priest, while he shot a lighting bolt at her. He summoned a storm atronarch and Leandra's magic began to fly away like clothing in a strong wind. But finally, when Leandra was already at the end of her powers, she was able to kill the lich, sending him to Sovngarde where he'd be judged.

 

 

 

 

Leandra didn't know why she put on the mask, but it should chanfe her life forever. As she felt the cold of the iron mask on her face she began to hear a voice, so quiet that she couldn't understand it but after a while it got louder, so loud that she coul hear his voice and what he said.
Ah another one... Otar got boring... he was strong but not as strong as you are... Dovahkiin. The voice said, sounding like it didn't speak in a long while but it was undoubtly a male voice wich was accustomed to order. Leandra got terrified and tried to put off the mask, but she wasn't able to move her body. She heared the voice laughing, an evil, sadistic voice wich was happy about her helplessness. I am Vorohah. I am the madness, the insanity and I have controll over everything. I am more powerful than the gods or daedras or they would've destroyed me long ago. Now then Dovahkiin, I have a offer. You will become my servant, my helper like Otar and I will let you regain controll over your body If you refuse I'll let you stay here, let you die. Now what do you say? He asked her, manipulating her mind.
I will serve you, my master. I will be your slave and you can do with me whatever you want. She answered him in a trance like state of her mind.
Good Leandra... aren't you tired? He asked her with a laugh.
Yes... She answered and began to undress.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She lay on the cold, dusty floor and began to sleep. She dreamed of a flower field and a handsome man standing in it, waiting for her but suddenly the dream changed and the man collapsed as a sword grew out of his mouth. Before the unkown threat could reach her she woke up, breathing heavily.

 

 

She opened her eyes and sat up. She startled as she saw four draugr standing right in front of her, their eyes glowing. Leandra wanted to take her sword out of her magical backpack but couldn't find it.
Dovahkiin... I called those draugr so you may proove you loyalty to me. Please them and you will be more powerful than ever before. He said friendly but he couldn't force her to do anything since she didn't wear his mask.
Leandra considered her options but her lust for power was stronger than any fear of the draugr. She slowly stood up and got on her knees waiting for the draugr.

 

 

She was lifted up, so one of the draugr could get under her, another held her arms together, so she couldn't resist and the last pulled at her head forcing her mouth on his cock. Leandra began to choke as she tasted the precum and rotting flesh in her mouth. Then she felt how the draugr beneath her slowly rubbed his member on her lips and her sex getting wet. She then felt his rotting cock ramming in her vagina, she leat out a moan of pleasure as she felt his length inside her but her moan turned into a cry of pain as the third one pentetrated her third hole. In this, for Leandra not comfortable position, the undead began to fuck her like she was nothing but meat.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After a few minutes the draugr came in and on Leandra, releasing the cum they held for hundreds of years.

 

 

Two draugr went away, but the other two still wanted more of her body. And so they continued to fuck her.

 

 

 

 

 

 

And then Leandra couldn't controll herself. She was layered in cum and dripped out of her pussy. She walked up to a draugr who began to put his finger in her. The air was full of the scent of cum, the liquid of her sex and her sweat.
Oh gods you're so good! Don't stop! Come on put your dick in me! I want to feel you inside me, I want the feeling when you cum inside me! Go on! Don't stop! She screamed as she trembeled in pleasure.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After the draugr came multiple times inside her wet, thight sex, she put her hand around his still erect member and began to massage it. The draugr touched her bum and also massage it.

 

 

Without even knowing what she did she kissed the draugr.

 

 

 

Leandra got on her kness and began to suck his cock, this time enjoying the taste of it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After he came inside her mout, Leandra heared the voice of Vorohah again.
Now you should run. I can't controll them any longer. He told her and so she did.

 

 

 

Then, after she ran up the stairs, she was disgusted by herself that she had so much pleasure beeing fucked by draugr and letting Vorohah know of her most intimate feelings.