This is kinda random but I had an idea and managed to get a few screen shots to picture what was going on in my head, partially at least. I was on the Thieves Guild special quest to Windhelm and heading into Uttering Hills camp.

 

I had part of an idea that I'd like to do something to Linwe instead of just killing him, so I killed off the rogues and used a few fury spells to make sure the rest were up in the cave part outside the fortress ruins. That let me deal with Linwe solo and far enough away from the Captive Jensine who I knew was downstairs from comments I could overhear.  Things went as planned as I was able to subdue Linwe using the Treebalance Speech Tree mod's ability to make him yield.  Once he was calm I was able to set my idea in motion.

 

I headed down to double check on the Captive and found her where she was supposed to be, alive and not currently molested by a bandit.

 

Story in my head goes as follows:

 

I snuck down the stairs after causing a distraction above. We're not the Companions to clear out a thieves' nest nor the Dark Brotherhood to assassinate leaders and cause a group to disband.  No, we of the Guild use stealth, guile and misdirection to plant misleading evidence, steal valuable goods and otherwise create action from the shadows. I don't want to just kill the group, I wanted to embarrass them and make them leave with their tails between their legs.

 

 

I checked with their captive bar wench and made sure she could, and was willing, to participate in my plan and then made sure I had the right supplies...

 

 

Potions ready, I had her wait off in the corner with a vial in hand. There's nothing more demoralizing to than to think your prize is gone, only to have it hit you over the head.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Actors in position it was time to raise the curtain... or burn the banner of the group in an insulting way and get the attention of the boss I'd left bewildered on the stairs down the hall.

 

 

Banner a blaze, I could hear him running in and turning to the door I stopped him in his tracks, just by standing in the middle of the room.

 

Of course, an invisible wench is even harder to spot when you're not looking for her, or at least not looking the right direction.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[ Here you'll need to use your imagination a little bit. I don't have a binding mod for NPCs, so he's watching with a little more freedom than he should.]

 

 

 

Linwe the wanna be bandit thief boss dealt with, Jensine and I had a little quiet fun. Linwe the Involuntary Audience member wasn't about to make too much noise knowing that if anyone heard him he'd be dead before we were caught. Being bound naked didn't exactly leave him too many other options either.

 

 

 

The exciting action however had other effects on him and he was rather unhappy about both his reaction and the fun his former captive was having right in front of him.

 

 

I thought a little turn about was fair play and switched up the roles a little bit in our little play...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We stood him up and strapped him up and Jensine used all of her teasing talents on poor (*snicker snicker*) Linwe...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

For some reason Linwe tried to resist, not giving in to the pleasure he obviously felt. The strain showed easily on his face.

 

Might be he thought something bad was going to happen when he was done, or maybe he just didn't want to make too much noise.

 

Wouldn't be all that good to have your gang catch you getting a blow job while tied to the table...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Eventually it was all too much and Jensine proved the Master of the pair. Lucky Linwe didn't die, at least not at our hands.

 

I had another fate in mind for him....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After locking him in one of the jail cells deep in the complex we had a little "salt in the wound" sex just outside his cage bars.

 

 

Since we were far enough in and away, we even made a little noise just to make sure he knew what he was missing.  Turning his back on us didn't really help that much.

 

Sore loser.

 

 

Jensine and I made our way out of the complex and cave with the help of a few more potions and a little misdirection for the remaining thieves. Eventually they'd find their base trashed, leader missing (temporarily at least) and eventually put the story together.

 

Leaving Skyrim ( which might belong to the Nords, at least until my Dunmer Guild Master steals it ) was probably a unanimous decision.

 

Niranye doesn't seem to mind fencing for a darkie, and sometime she even pays me with coin.