The Blackreach Experiments Part 8 - My Love

You can check out part 7 here: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/148/entry-638-blackreach-experiments-part-7/

“I traveled to Dawnstar after hearing about a mage that had experience with nightmares. For the past month I have been having dreams about the keeper. I’m scared. I think I’m going crazy because I’m starting to like it.”

“I got here too late and had to get a room at the inn. I’m hoping for one night of no nightmares. Please gods, no more. I can’t take it.”

“Mani? When…when did I get home? When did you?”

Mani, looked into her eyes. “We’ve been here for awhile dear. Now that everything has calmed down, we can try for a child again. Do you still want to?”

“Yes, of course dear,” Celine replied.

“Then just relax.” Mani moved his hand lower and could feel how excited she was.

“Oooh, you know I like that,” Celine said sweetly.

“Then you’ll like this,” Mani teased. They made love for what felt like hours. Mani was thrusting deep inside of her. She could feel that he was about to cum.

“Baby, don’t stop!”

Her eyes rolled back in her head as he came inside of her.

“Such a good pet,” said a cold spectral voice. She could feel his cum pumping deep inside of her. “Now bow before your Master.”

“Oh gods…please help me…” Celine begged.

The Keeper withdrew from her and stood over her. She felt his essence creeping inside of her. “They will not help you pet. I am your only salvation.” Now come closer.

This monster had violated her, it had corrupted her, it had….blessed her. She started to rise to her feet.

She rested her body against her Master and she swore he was smiling.

“Master, thank you for caring for me. I can still feel you in me, can I please you again?”

“Later pet, but now, wake up and finish your task.”

Celine got out of bed and started to leave. The local mage stopped her, “Excuse me, I heard you needed help, Something about nightmares.”

Celine looked at him with cold distant eyes. “No, I’m fine now. I understand everything.” And with that, she left.

She made a quick stop by Whiterun. She needed a pure soul for the coming ritual. She found a young homeless girl. She listened to the girl’s sob story and told her that she would adopt her if she proved herself.

She made her way to the place imprinted in her mind. She found a strange book that somehow she could read. She placed the unconscious body of the girl in front of her and began reciting the spell. Parts of the Soul Cairn started to appear in front of her and a mist enveloped the girl.

The Keeper’s voice suddenly started to echo through the area. “YES! Pull me back into Nirn!

The keeper’s body faded into place over the girl. Slowly, it sank into her and possessed her body.

Celine watched with morbid curiosity as the girl’s body got taller. Her skin turned black and strange symbols burned into her body.

“Excellent,” the Keeper said in a cold, young feminine voice. “You have done well pet. I am back in Nirn and no longer bound to the Cairn, The Ideal Masters, or that horrid form.”

“Master,” Celine paused, “You used to be from here? I don’t understand.”

“Come here pet and I’ll explain some things about myself.”

Celine walked over and the Keeper started to talk.

“I used to be a dragon priest, one of the few female dragon priests, until I was tricked by the Ideal Masters. They trapped me in that infernal body. I have no more allegiance to the Cairn, the dragons, or anything but myself.”

“Master, what of the girl whose body you inhabit?”

The Keeper laughed. “Does she feel close? Could you swear she was nearby?”

Celine thought for a moment. “Well…yes. She does seem near.”

The Keeper motioned her closer. “That is because her soul now inhabits the same special soul gem as your soul.”

Celine was trying to understand her Master, but she was confused.

“Pet, the time you came from, you were one of the last humans left alive in all of Skyrim. The ideal masters sent a servant disguised as a nightingale to trick you into the Cairn. But the living cannot enter that place, so when you tried, your soul was ripped from your body and into this gem.

The gem seemed to appear out of thin air and hovered between them. “So when I tell you that you are mine, I mean fully. I hold your soul. As long as I do, you cannot truly die." You will be my pet until the end of time. The soul gem then disappeared. "How does that make you feel, pet?”

“It makes me happy Master. I know my place is with you and I will do anything for you.”

“Excellent, now it’s time to make a name for ourselves. Let’s go pet.”

The two walked off toward Riften leaving this slice of the Cairn still rooted in Tamriel.

Speaking of names, I could use some suggestions for the Keeper’s original name. Leave some suggestions and maybe I’ll pick yours.