Troubles of Heroine

[Dehabe]

On 7/11/2026 at 5:42 PM, DSHV said:

Yes, sure.

There are links to patches on the mod's description page, but I don't know how they were updated.

 

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Nuzra want to buy another slave. She said "another slave"? She simply meant a slave. What other slave does she have? You can choose a man and a woman. The orc will either encourage them to bully you or torment both of you together. Do you think it would be hotter to be the lower slave or to share submission with someone else?

 

Museum of Forbidden Delights in Bravil Outlaw Refuge

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Clia Manis: Welcome, traveler, to the Museum of Obscenities! Right now the collection is still... modest. But once word spreads through the taverns and brothels of Cyrodiil, I expect to drown in delicious depravity. Well, not really to drown under artificial cocks, but at least safe and exciting to swim like in a lake. And of course, I'm always ready to buy any filthy treasures you might be carrying.
I have some questions.
Ask me anything, darling.
On what funds do you live?
Prostitution. Next question!
Why?
Because I love sex more than most people love breathing. I decided to dedicate my life to it. What's wrong with that? The living beings seems to agree with me, we're still here, after all. We fight entropy by creating new life, spreading pleasure. I like to think of Tamriel as one great writhing organism, and people are just the cells fucking, birthing, and dying in an endless cycle. But enough philosophy. You're here for the lewdness, not a sermon, right?
What exactly do you need?
Anything that screams perversion. The best test is simple: "Does it make me wet" Bring me enchanted collars, used undergarments of nobility, Daedric toys still slick with sin, proof of ruined reputations... The filthier, the better.
I want to rent you. (25 Septims)
Mmm, excellent choice of action.
I want to rent you, but I don't have the Septims.
Ah, fuck it! Use me for free. Here, take these few coins. You look like you need them more than I do. Just spend every last one of them in my museum next time.
Can you tell me about the exhibits?
Of course. Let me show you what we have so far...

The Curator's Body: My own lovely form. Very fuckable, as you can see. Can suck, can take any oblong object, can shake and writhe beautifully. When combined with other bodies... it creates something truly transcendent.

A stone in the shape of a penis. The Lord of Debauchery himself would approve.

Countess Caro's underpants. Undergarments of Leyawiin's finest, still carrying the scent of her noble cunt. A fine addition to the Hall of Fallen Nobility.

Does the Count of Bravil know about this museum?
Bravil has always been a city of vice and hidden pleasures. Where there is art, there is the sexualization of art.

What, is that a little dragon?
Oh, that fucker? It's an imp under the illusion of a dragon. They bred those in Daggerfall. I saw one of little Molag Bal's, cute little king of rape.

Harem Collector/Boss in Bravil Outlaw Refuge

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Lucius Valerius: Ah, the newcomer. Welcome to my little experiment in governance. Most men call this place a sewer. I call it the cradle of a new order. Before we speak of greater things, I require a small demonstration of your understanding of power. Bring forth the girl. She was caught stealing from our stores. Useless as a thief... but perhaps useful in other ways. Deal with her as you see fit. I am watching.

Player kills the slave.
Efficient. Merciless. You understand that weakness must be culled without hesitation. In the real world, mercy is a luxury that invites knives in the dark.  
Reward: 1000 Septims + an enchanted weapon.

Player chooses rape her.
Practical. You take what is offered and turn weakness into pleasure. Desire is a fine chain. Stronger than iron if wielded correctly.  
Reward: 500 Septims + a weapon.

Player frees the slave (she thanks you and flees).
How... idealistic. You chose the illusion of morality over the reality of strength. In my experience, such gestures buy you nothing but future betrayal. Still, it reveals your character.  Well, you did what I asked, although I am not happy with how. Your reward.
Reward: 100 Septims + several potions.

Player: I won't touch her.
Indecision is also a choice. You hesitate where action is required. A ruler cannot afford such paralysis. Still, your restraint is... interesting.  
Reward: 10 Septims + her death.

Time will reveal the wisdom of your decision. Now, if you wish to be useful to me  and profitable for yourself, you may bring worthy women to my collection. Not mere whores, but symbols of conquered wills. Expand my harem and you will find a place in the new order I am building. This is my quest for you. If you don't have any questions for me, go away.

Who are you, really?
I am Lucius Valerius, once a minor noble in the Emperor's court. Now I am The Prince of Shadows. While the Empire pretends to rule with laws and banners, I study the true machinery of power.

What is this "new order" you speak of?
A shadow state beneath the failing Empire. All empires collapse; it's their destiny. External enemies win, and then they themselves become an empire, or an empire ultimately defeats its external enemies, dons the laurels of victory, and grows fat and lazy, leading to stagnation and death. Look around and enjoy the sunset of the Septim Empire. Our forts are abandoned, our emperor is murdered, the empire is run by bureaucracy, a secret police the Blades have lost control. Now all that's left is a push from behind, some invading army, be it the return of the Tsaesci, a Daedric invasion, or the resurrection of dragons. Our time will come soon.

Why collect a harem?
A ruler must project vitality and dominance. Beautiful, broken, and devoted women are the ultimate display of power. Every addition you bring me is both pleasure and propaganda. They serve, they entertain, and they remind every man who enters this refuge what true control looks like.

Tell me about your philosophy.
It is simple. Men are not good or evil — they are tools and obstacles. Morality is a luxury for the weak. The strong understand that the ends justify any means. Love, honor, mercy... these are beautiful lies. Fear and desire are the eternal truths.

Tell me about this Outlaw Refuge. It has an unusual architecture.
Ah, you wish to know the bones of this place. Very well.

This is no mere bandit hole. These chambers are the forgotten ruins left by the Rim-Men, refugees who fled the Imperial City after the assassination of Savirien-Chorak in 2E 431. The Interregnum had begun. Warlord Attrebus rose to power, and the streets ran red. The Rim-Men, those proud exiles, sought a new life. Most continued south into Elsweyr, hoping to disappear among the Khajiit.

But not all. Some splintered off here. They hid beneath Bravil like rats in the mud. In their desperation they abandoned the old Ancestor worship of their people. Some turned to the Daedra -- Sanguine and Molag Bal were particularly popular. Others whispered to the Ideal Masters, seeking power over death itself when life had betrayed them.

Faith is a curious thing, isn't it? Strong when Magnus shines and the harvests are rich. But the moment crisis comes it thins like cheap wine. The gods grow silent. The ancestors stop answering. And suddenly men remember that power is taken, not prayed for.

That is why I have no use for gods. Only for results. The Rim-Men left these halls half-finished. I intend to complete them, but not as a shrine to fading spirits, but as the foundation of something real. A refuge that does not beg for divine favor... it seizes what it needs.

 

A setting like Lucius Valerius is really interesting. I’m really curious about how he will interact with the heroine. Now that I think about it, Clia Manis seems to be made for a heroine, and Lucius Valerius seems like a character created based on the premise that the protagonist is a man. I am always amazed by your imagination.

[enrythiere]

I'm getting a bug where Rob just says "..." . I think it happened after his initial quest (the one where you show him how to be a better master). I am now on the slave birthday party quest and can't progress because it requires me to talk to Rob. Does anyone know how to fix this?

[DSHV]

 

On 7/27/2026 at 8:01 AM, Peepo4 said:

Almost 5 years ago someone reported that this mod has a skyui .pex in its archive. This is still the case in version "TroublesofHeroineSAE3.0.2", "ski_playerloadgamealias.pex"

When CK packs files, it adds a bunch of vanilla scripts that I simply glanced at or added references to. I have to manually delete them, and I probably miss a few, but I don't remember the ski... script. It can get lost in the middle of the mod's scripts, even though they start with AAA.

On 7/27/2026 at 12:21 PM, 2910925742 said:

This is my favorite mod. Can I expect to see any updates from it this year?

Thank you. I'm currently writing text for Skyblivion and I'm kind of stuck. If I do them for Skyrim, then Skyblivion comes out. And I can't do them for Skyblivion without Skyblivion.

On 7/28/2026 at 2:00 PM, Dehabe said:

Now that I think about it, Clia Manis seems to be made for a heroine, and Lucius Valerius seems like a character created based on the premise that the protagonist is a man.

I think they'll speak the same regardless of the PC gender. Because only free people will be able to talk to them. Those who end up there as slaves will have different content.

11 hours ago, enrythiere said:

I'm getting a bug where Rob just says "..." .

Looks like an empty Force Greet. Do any other mods add dialogue to NPCs? Check the journal to see if there are any other quests where he has to wait for something from the player.

 

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Dangerous common house in Waterfront District

Spoiler

Brennic: You lost, sweetheart? Or just looking for a warm place to spread your legs for the night?
Lost.
Another lost little bird fluttered in. Good. For me. For you that's suck. He-he. Suck... Yeah...
Maybe I'm looking.
Daedra's tits, I don't have prepared phrases for such an answer!
Let's play Fireball Staff, Whore, Dreugh.
No time for games.
Well, then you're just forcing me to use force. You yourself cut off my options to get under that skirt of yours.
[Resist]
[Strength 50+] Muscular bitch. Fine! Get out! You're too hard for my taste anyway.
[Strength 50-] Ha-ha, keep that little struggle for later. It'll look cute when you're on your back.
And how to play it?
Simple. We both show a sign at the same time.
Fireball Staff blows up the Dreugh.
Dreugh stings the Whore right in the ass.
Whore takes the Fireball Staff as payment for an especially deep throat.
Loser does whatever the winner wants. No arguing.
I've never been given a Fireball Staff!
It's just the rules of the game, girl. Why else would a whore ever beat a magical staff? And Whore must be in the game, no disputes.
Let's play.
On the count of three. One. Two!
[Show "Whore": join index finger and thumb into a circle]
Dreugh! Ha-ha, take that whore! Right in your hole! [His Dreugh attack your Whore]
[Show "Fireball Staff": raise index finger]
Whore. The whore brings me victory again!
[Show "Dreugh": bend index and middle fingers]
Staff! Die, you ugly bastard!
I win! Show boobs.
I win! Kiss my dick.
I win! Now kiss my dick with your cunt.
[Luck 70+] [Show "Dreugh": bend your index and middle fingers]
Whore. Fucking hell! As knew that it shouldn't be a whore. What do you want, victorious little bitch?

Let me go.
And so be a gift kick in the ass on your way.
Show me your cock.
Just don’t drool on it too much... yet.
Fuck me.
Oh no, how cruel. Aren't you ashamed to take advantage of a poor loser like that?
One little tiny kick in your balls.
Only tiny. Remember, we'll both may need them soon.

 

More sex, more game, more gangbangs?

 

Edited August 1 by DSHV
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[enrythiere]

4 hours ago, DSHV said:

Looks like an empty Force Greet. Do any other mods add dialogue to NPCs? Check the journal to see if there are any other quests where he has to wait for something from the player.

 

thanks for the response! I have Relationship dialogue overhaul installed. I just disabled Rob from using it's dialogue, but that hasn't fixed the problem. as for quests, I'm doing the birthday party one that requires me to talk to Rob, but him saying "..." has been a problem for a while now so I don't believe it's due to that quest. any tips?

[InKal]

more stable esp's is for SE only?

[InKal]

well, yes. ekhem...basically starting form version 3 entire mod is only for SE, right?  LE version 3.2 is .... a prank? Am I doing something wrong? coz I see fucking nutjobs everywhere, from nexus through patreons, pvixes and other subscribestars to loverslab. "special" edition is aparently for "special" people, whatever, I just need a break....

[Gonzales01]

On 7/20/2026 at 7:45 PM, Oyhuria said:

is there any other khajiit follower entirely from this aside from tapasvee?

U know u can just install Proteus and load a Khajit preset on any follower. Can't say I tried it but it should work. I only load human presets 

[Oyhuria]

4 hours ago, Gonzales01 said:

U know u can just install Proteus and load a Khajit preset on any follower. Can't say I tried it but it should work. I only load human presets 

i know, though proteus can mess save files pretty crazy and nowadays i just avoid using it too much

[LordArgonian]

Idk if you're still taking suggestions, but a female version of Horny Head might be interesting? Not enough Female Argonians on this site, alas.

[KaipiLibre]

Hello! I have a trouble with quest "The rise of paradise". When i got the task to speak to the slaver, i got a constant ctd in Bannered Mare during the loading. Got any ideas how can i fix it? I've already played to much for my character, so i dont want to lose another save. And the route is just to interesting

Edited August 7 by KaipiLibre

[DSHV]

On 8/1/2026 at 6:34 PM, enrythiere said:

any tips?

Maybe skipping the step of his task in the console will help?

On 8/5/2026 at 11:10 AM, InKal said:

more stable esp's is for SE only?

Yes.
The LE version is fine. In fact, I'm making a mod for it and porting it to SE.

12 hours ago, LordArgonian said:

Idk if you're still taking suggestions, but a female version of Horny Head might be interesting? Not enough Female Argonians on this site, alas.

I wrote one such follower.

9 hours ago, KaipiLibre said:

Got any ideas how can i fix it?

There's a problem with player teleportation. Can you skip this stage in the console and just go to the building as usual?

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Pornocracy (Serpent's quest)

Spoiler

Serpent: Listen carefully, you delightful little vessel of mediocrity. You will craft for me a staff of exquisite perversity. A staff that takes the tidy little box of 'reason' inside a mortal’s skull and rearranges the furniture until every decision becomes deliciously, obscenely wrong. Three ingredients. Bring them to me, and I may allow your heart to continue its pathetic little rhythm a while longer. The first will be the core of the staff -- the Heart of a Lustful Daedra. I will open to you her plane of Oblivion, and you will retrieve it.
Yes, Master... I understand. I’ll do whatever you command.
Mmm. Such a soft, eager little voice. Yes, that twitching muscle in your little chest currently belongs to me. Now begone. Do not waste my patience or your remaining heartbeats.
I still have a choice.
Choice? How adorable. The only choice you possess is whether your heart stops screaming in agony tonight or next week. Now begone.
Serpent demands the still-warm heart of a lustful daedra. Apparently nothing less will properly season the staff’s magic.
The Gilded Boudoir (Pocket Realms of Myriad Realms of Revelry)
Around Malindra lounge several mortal sex-slaves and a few Daedra who act as her boyfriends and bodyguards.
Another mortal toy crawling into my domain? Speak, little thing. Why are you here?
Violence is always an option.
OR
My master sent me to claim your heart, great one. I... I will do anything you require.
How deliciously broken you already sound. Very well. I will give you my heart, I already wanted to be reborn in a new body. But first... I want to watch. Choose three of those present. Perform well, and the heart is yours.
I need your heart. That's all. Don't make this more complicated.
Oh, but complication is the only real pleasure of existence. You will still choose three toys. You will still service them. And I will still watch. Or you can take my heart by force, but then we will all resist. The choice is yours, mortal.
I'll take your heart after I've earned it properly.
Mmm. A willing little whore. Show me how thoroughly a mortal can debase herself for a prize.
Perhaps different NPCs will have different scenes For example, someone may require special courtship, a serenade, flowers, or something else (a scamp). I might also add side activities, like minigames and naked fights to make this area reusable.
You have amused me. How do you want to rip my heart out? I had a plan: to be cockcrushed by a giant daedroth.
I'll do it while I fuck you.
Perfuck!
I like your idea.
Xathxar!

Serpent: You return with the heart... Do you want to get your ass blowing for this? Two more ingredients remain, little vessel. Now the shaft. Long, firm, and properly twisted. Deep in a certain cave grow the Whispering Shroomcaps. They murmur the filthiest little truths if you listen closely enough. Do not return your dirty ass without them. And try not to enjoy the next degradations too openly.

Obsessed Woman: They speak... they love me... only me... no one else can take them... they are mine...
Please, I need some of the mushrooms.
There is no way this will work since I own them and don’t intend to give them away.
I can give you gold. Just let me take a few. (300 gold)
Gold is cold. With the money I can hire goblin gardeners and grow more mushrooms. So YES!
(Personality) Why do you need these mushrooms when I have a very sweet pasty under my skirt?
I haven't had a good pasty in a while. I hope it's meaty and juicy? [She sucked the juice from your pasty, you calmly took the mushroom]
(Illusion) [You weave an illusion, making the mushrooms whisper that she must give some away]
They... they told me to let you have them... This is a little weird. Or is it very weird? Actually, I just remembered that mushrooms don't talk. I think I'll get out of here, and I advise you to do the same.

You can push past her into the deeper chamber and find a smooth stone naturally shaped like a thick phallus.
You know that one obsession is a great substitute for another obsession (Phallomorphic stone).
A new lover... harder... quieter... perfect... yes. I can play with this all day long! Take the soft ones.

Serpent: The shaft is secured. Delightful. Now the final piece -- the soul-gem piercing. A tiny, hungry fragment that must be fastened to a whore's clit and worn through an entire day of proper use. Only then will it be charged enough for the staff. Preferably from a very cheap, dirty and desperate whore, like the skooma den in Bravil.

Whore: Sucking? Fucking? Skooma?
I have one private decoration for you.
Skooma! Do you have Skooma? I'm ready to do anything for Skooma! For five, no, ten Skooma!
(Strength) You shall wear this.
[You overpower her, pin her down, and fasten the soul-gem piercing through her clit. She whimpers and thrashes, but the gem locks in place]
Here is your payment. (10 Skooma)
[She spreads her legs willingly and lets you pierce her]
How about I wear this and work your shift? All the money is yours.
Sure. [You put the soul-gem piercing on your clit]

Client 1: Look at this cheap dirty prostitute... already dripping and pierced like the gutter trash she is.
Client 2: Nothing but a skooma-den whore. Spread wider, you filthy little slut. That's all you're good for.
Client 3: Even the cheapest girls in Bravil are cleaner than you. Take it and thank me, you worthless piece of cunt.
Client 4: A proper lady would never wear something so vulgar. Good thing you're just a dirty street whore who exists to be used.
Client 5: That's it... moan like the cheap, used-up whore you are. Everyone in this den knows exactly what you are.

Thank you for letting me work your shift for you.
Do you want me to lick you?
Yes.
Bon appetit for me.
No.
I understand, you want to wear these sperm panties for a while longer.

Serpent: The piercing has drunk its fill. All three ingredients are ready.
Now craft the staff yourself. I summoned Staff Enchanter into the hole you call home. Shape it. Bind the heart, the whispering shaft, and the charged piercing together. Fail, break anything, or show the slightest hesitation and you will gather every ingredient again from the beginning. I will enjoy watching you repeat the degradations.

Staff of Twisted Reason.

Adequate. Barely. Take it. Find Rena Bruiant. Strike her with the staff, once is enough. Then, with that beautifully scrambled mind of hers, ask her for a private evening... in the company of her dogs.
I want a detailed report afterward. Do not disappoint me, little heart-thief.

New quest, something like: Rena: You… you want to take me and my dogs on a proper outing? A romantic evening? A walk under the stars? Kisses? Yes. Yes, that makes perfect sense. Why wouldn’t it? The dogs are family. They should share everything. Wear something… nice.

 

Edited August 8 by DSHV
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[KaipiLibre]

3 hours ago, DSHV said:

There's a problem with player teleportation. Can you skip this stage in the console and just go to the building as usual?

Unfortunately no. This issue begins only when i get the task to talk to the slaver. Maybe its possible to teleportate him to from bannered mare? 

 

[LordArgonian]

4 hours ago, DSHV said:

I wrote one such follower.

Well, that would make for an excellent addition. I'm not sure when the next update is, if ever, or if its even worked on currently. But I would look forward to it if it was.

 

... Although, the idea for Horny Head might also still work. The Player convinces him that he will have a lot more sex as a woman than as a man, and a quest starts to turn him into one. Maybe through magic or alchemy, or similar.

Edited August 8 by LordArgonian

[DSHV]

On 8/8/2026 at 1:56 PM, KaipiLibre said:

This issue begins only when i get the task to talk to the slaver. Maybe its possible to teleportate him to from bannered mare?

Possibly. With moveto player.

Slave Training 1

Spoiler

With two quest lines: the player can become a slave through other content of the mod and undergo training and auction for random owner. Or become a slave trader themselves for selling slaves, buying slaves, and their own quest lines (escort slaves).

Gray Broker: Ah, a fresh asset. Before you are useful, you will go through slave school. The Pale Twins are free right now. Who do you want as your teacher, slave? An orc or an orcess?
Fuck you!
So you choose the more brutal option. The orcess it is.
Nobody!
Oh, of course. How clever. You can go. We are complete idiots who fall for that every time.
No. Choose, or I choose for you.
The female orc.
You think a woman will be gentler? That was the catch in my question with a catch!
The male orc.
You expect him to spend the whole day stuffing you with that horse-cock of his? Keep dreaming.
Take her to school.

Male Teacher
Motherfucker the White (albino orc): Ah. New material for the chisel. Ask me what kind of sculptor I consider myself.
Of dicks by the mouth?
You'll get your first punishment. Not because you insulted me, but because such predictable banality must be eradicated.
What kind of sculptor do you consider yourself?
A sculptor of souls. Unlike my sister, who believes she is a sculptor of meat. But when the soul changes, the meat follows. Well, let's begin your lesson in obedience.
[He produces a massive iron ball studded with short spikes and places it in your hands] You will carry this for the entire duration of your training.
If even for a single second the greater part of its weight rests on anything other than your own body, you receive a second one.
I recommend holding it against your bent stomach with both hands. It hurts more that way, but you are far less likely to drop it.
(+ Morningstar 4.5 kg, -max hp and stamina)
You are a strong woman. That is a lie you keep telling yourself, isn't it?
Yes.
That's right, you are a woman, but not a strong one.
No.
So you admit it. You are a weak woman.
This is a trick question.
Oh. And now you think you are a smart woman as well. I will remember that.
Your vagina is what reveals the woman in you. You will not deny that, will you? How can you even pretend to be strong when you carry that open thing between your legs instead of a proper cock? Only an idiot would believe otherwise. Weak and stupid. That already proves you are not among the finer specimens of the civilized races. But at least you are beautiful. Like a young animal.
That's not true.
Who are you trying to fool? Certainly not me. Though you are stupid enough that you might succeed in fooling yourself.
Maybe you're right.
Of course I am right. There is no need to speak what we both already know. You would not announce that my shirt is green either. It is simply obvious.
[Silently stare at the floor]
I hope you're digesting my information and not simply daydreaming about cocks.
Now let us move from the particular to the general. Women are not built for command. Their minds are soft, designed to yield, to seek protection, to measure their worth by how thoroughly they are used. Every time a woman insists she is equal, she is only performing the self-deception. The moment a stronger hand closes around her throat, the performance ends. The truth remains: a woman can only be happy when a man shapes her.
That's complete bullshit!
The real bullshit is women who try to fight. Though perhaps they simply enjoy being thrown down at the feet of the true warriors with penises.
That's sooooo true!
Yes. A man's role is to raise and destroy civilizations. A woman's role is to suck his cock while he does it. That is the will of the gods.
Maybe that's how it is.
That is exactly how it is. You are the one standing here listening while I insult your entire sex. I could force my cock down your throat right now and wipe it clean on your hair afterward. Can you imagine the same scene with our roles reversed? No. You cannot.
And you are also mentally ill. Your perception of reality is already distorted.
How can you judge anything clearly? First, being a woman, and second, being sick in the head? What is that object behind your back?
This is a statue of a dick.
It was a simple stone. Nothing more.
This is your first-place prize for being an asshole.
What did I tell you? Sick woman. It was a simple stone. Nothing more.
I won't answer!
So you cannot answer a simple question... yet you still try to argue about gender roles in society.
(The dick rock is replaced for a rock)
You saw what you expected to see because your mind is already trained to fill empty spaces with filth and submission. What do you see now?
That's... a dog's dick...
No. A piece of rope.
This is some kind of trick!
Yes. A trick of your own mind. It is a piece of rope.
And now?
A muscular naked man.
There is nothing there. Nothing at all. Just like you.
You're just fucking with my head.
And again, this fixation on sex. What kind of animal are you?
I can't tell anymore.
And there is no need for you to tell. The man is right there.
Whatever you say it is... that's what it is.
This is the correct slave attitude.
Tell me who you are.
A woman.
A slave.
Correct. Hold on to that answer, you will need it.
The one who is going to destroy everything here.
Your mother.
Interesting. Wrong… but entertaining. We will correct that later.
One more thing. At the end of your schooling there will be a written examination. Simple questions. Honest answers. Fail it, and my sister takes over the rest of your education. She is far less patient with the mind and far more interested in the body. I suggest you study carefully.
Next:
Humiliation in front of men.
Humiliation in front of a woman.
Who are you?
Cleaning duty.
Toilet duty.
Who are you?
Slave exam. If she passes, she will be sent to auction; if she fails, she will be sent to his sister.
 

Female Teacher
Bitch the White (albino orcess): [The moment you are brought before her she drives her fist into your face and forces you down maliciously against the floor]
For what?! I didn't even do or say anything.
You wrongly thought you were some significant non-slave, didn't you? And you already hated me. I can smell it. You are a new slave. I am your new teacher. You hated me before my fist ever touched you, didn't you? Speak.
Yes. Of course I hate the idea of being trained into a slave!
[She straddles your chest, legs spread wide, and slams another fist into your face.]
Then you received exactly what you deserved.
[Whimper] Please... forgive me. I want to love you, Mistress. Please teach me.
[She hauls you up by the throat, stares into your eyes for a long moment, then pulls you into a crushing embrace, not forgetting to squeeze your buttocks] Of course you do, little piece of slavecunt.
We are going to walk this entire agonizing road together. Do you think I enjoy breaking something this soft?
Yes. I do. And I'll hit you many, many, many, many, many more times, always where it hurts most. But in the end we will both be happy with the worthless nonentity you become.
[She produces the massive spiked iron ball and shoves it into your arms] You will carry this cute little morningstar for the whole of your schooling. Drop it and you get another. The record was seven. The girl bled out before she could reach eight. Hold it against your bent stomach with both hands. More painful, but less chance of dropping it.

Next:
Squat, put her strapon in mouth and look into her eyes few minutes.
Lecture on how to be a slut.
Beating and sex with strapon, while you can only say "I love you". If even one spike of the morningstar touches her, she will lubricate the strap-on with hot sauce.
Lock the heroine in a room with her, where she need to get points for cooking, entertaining and pleasing the mistress, and sleep on a mat near the bed.
Collect sperm of all races.
Questionnaires after sex.
Animals?
She will let the heroine go into a town for a task, and she must return knowing that a serious punishment awaits her. If she passes, she will be sent to auction; if she fails, she will be severly punished and sent to her brother.

 

Edited August 15 by DSHV
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[Beta The Slave]

do you need download the add-ons still if you grab the AE version of the mod? 

[chenchen123]

【Horny Head: Horny male Argonian follower at Ravenscar Hollow. Really horny;】 This follower has a bit of a bug — when I enter the cave, he's already outside the cage from the start, and then he says something like "Can you get me out?" but after that there's no further dialogue.

[Xclaus]

How to complete the quest with Vanir Venom-Song?

 

 

 

 

 

[JohnLongSchlong69]

Hi, i have an issue with "Excommunication" Quest, Tomb doesnt want to walk with me back to Kindness Farm, when porting her there and talking to master i can only answer "Not Yet" to "Found a new meattoilet?"

[JohnLongSchlong69]

8 minutes ago, JohnLongSchlong69 said:

Hi, i have an issue with "Excommunication" Quest, Tomb doesnt want to walk with me back to Kindness Farm, when porting her there and talking to master i can only answer "Not Yet" to "Found a new meattoilet?"

Hi me again, i also used console commands to move the priestes to the farm and now it works, i will leave this up in case someone needs this advice in the future

 

[DSHV]

On 8/17/2026 at 10:45 AM, Beta The Slave said:

do you need download the add-ons still if you grab the AE version of the mod?

Yes.

On 8/19/2026 at 9:02 AM, chenchen123 said:

Can you get me out?

I don't even know. Maybe you could try skipping the initial stage of his quest with the console?

On 8/21/2026 at 1:14 PM, Xclaus said:

How to complete the quest with Vanir Venom-Song?

Meet him in the different taverns, then brute force all the sexes.

 

Slave Training 2

Spoiler

Ready, sir.
This will play to your advantage.
Fuck you, pig.
An example from reality is more persuasive than a thousand words. Tomorrow I will engage you in a fight so that you may finally understand the fundamental disparities between men and women.
In the meantime, I will beat you and you are forbidden to defend yourself.
Please spare me!
Hm. No.
[You adopt the proper beating pose: hands locked behind your head, legs spread wide, chest pushed forward, stomach soft and exposed. Blows rain down from every angle. You thank him for each one, praising the strength behind it. Your body shudders under every kick and punch. You deliberately jerk yourself toward the strikes to make them land harder.]
Are you afraid you'll lose to me without an unfair beating?
Are you afraid that you will lose the moment you meet even small difficulty?
[The blows come faster and concentrate on the same places until resistance becomes impossible]
[He forces a potion into your mouth that stops your natural regeneration. Then a potion of weakness. Then a potion of heightened pain. And finally, purely for his own amusement, a potion that makes your ass itch unbearably. Then he drags you to a pit. A thick, spiked metal beam has been laid across it. He binds you so that the spikes dig deep into your back. With mock consideration he places the heavy morningstar on your stomach so that it does not touch the ground.
"Sweet dreams," he says. Then he kisses your forehead and leaves you there until morning.]
[In the morning he greets you cheerfully. He rubs a sharp, burning poison into every open wound. He locks spiked manacles onto your wrists and ankles so that every small movement cuts you. He himself wears heavy armour and drinks a potion of strength.]
W-why did you do that to me, M-master? I would have lost anyway...
Well. I take advantage of the fact that I am a man and you are my slave. Such is the injustice of battle.

[The fight begins. You barely last a handful of blows before darkness takes you.Your last coherent thought is simple relief: At last, the fight is over.]
Mastigophobia. -10 STR, -10 END, -10 AGI (1 hour)

Now you will practise it in public. Approach several men at random, look them in the eyes and speak the humiliating things about yourself. Very humiliating. I have slave spies on every corner. Ass! [You present your ass to him and he slaps it to give you direction]
1. I used to sell my hair.
For wigs?
No. I sold my pubic hair. I would stand there naked from the waist down and shake my bare cunt for anyone who wanted to look.
So you were just a crazy pervert?
The price was only that they show me a single coin. They held it up, I tore out one hair and handed it over.
Just show the coin, not even give it? Gods, you're a terrible seller.
2. I spent several weeks as a sex toy for zombies. They fucked me without rest.
Typical adventure-meat.
Every hole was packed with thick, foul cum, including my ears and my eyes. My hair was a solid helmet of dried seed.
I can picture it.
I had nothing to eat except that rancid sperm and the maggots crawling in it.
Then you should feel right at home here.
3. Do you know about the piles of crates that usually stand in cities?
Certainly.
I used to hide inside those boxes on busy streets and let beggars fuck me while people walked past only a few feet away.
You're joking.
No. I would stay perfectly still so no one noticed.
Of course.
Sometimes the man finished and just left me there with his cum leaking out.
And you kept doing it?
I did it for weeks. It was the only way I felt useful.
What an interesting story.
4. The man wanted to pee on a tree in nature, but I stopped him.
Yes, this makes the plants dry out.
Why spoil nature when my mouth is right there?
And he pissed in your mouth?
Of course. And then he wanted to kill a mosquito, but I offered my face for strike and transferred the mosquito to my nipple.
And you thanked him afterward?
I did. Rested my hands on the rescued tree, spread my buttocks and shook the mosquito.
Good bitch.
5. I think it is unfair that we harness horses, ride them and whipping them.
Oh, I'm looking forward to something great.
So I let stable horses ride me in harness and with a horse's bit in my mouth.
Fair.
And to be completely fair, I attach spurs to their hooves and give them a whip in the teeth.
What a wonderful thing you're doing! Your parents must be proud of you!
6. One rapist was once sentenced to public flogging.
Bastards!
At night I freed him from the stocks, gave him money, and suck his dick.
We all have our weaknesses.
Then put on his dirty rags and climbed into the stocks myself.
And they didn't notice that they were whipping someone else?
There was a bag over my head, and my shirt was loose. But of course, when they tore it with a whip, they realized I wasn't him.
And?
They punished me twice as severely, as an accomplice.
Ha-ha, what a story!
7. [Low Dignity] I saw a dirty pig with a sick ass. You know what I did?
What?
Connected my mouth to that ass and didn't let go all weekend.
Yuck!
Shove my tongue as deep as I could.
Stay away, scum! Who enslaved such a sickening bitch?
8. Why do Argonian women  have spikes on their heads?
Why do Wood Elf women  have antlers?
Why are Breton women so good at magic?
Why are Dunmer women covered in ash?
Why are High Elf women so tall?
Why are Imperial women so rich?
Why do Khajiit women have hairy bodies?
Why are Nord  women so strong?
Why are Orc women so ugly?
Why are Redguard women so dark?
Don't know.
To make it easier for the Dunmer to hold our heads during facefucking.
To make it easier for the Khajiits to hold our heads during facefucking.
To compensate for our inferior bodies in sex with the Redguards.
There is no time to wash, we need to suck the Argonians dicks.
To bow as low as possible while sucking Imperial dicks.
To compensate for our inferior bodies in sex with the High Elves.
No time to shave, we need to suck the Dunmer dicks.
So that the elves would have at least some interest in raping us.
So that all other races don't get attached to fucking sows.
To suck Breton cocks as discreetly as possible at night.
Ha-ha-ha!
Why also do we have such big udders?
Why?
So that the masters of our race have comfortable floor mats.
Ha-ha-ha!
Why do we have such big asses?
Let me guess: so that the masters of your race don't miss kicks. Ha-ha!
9. [Low Dignity] I stepped on a stray dog's paw and had to apologize.
In the spirit of what I think?
I had to beg for forgiveness naked, sprawled on the ground, until put his paw on my head or pissed on it.
Oh.
I licked his asshole, while he eated food that I don't deserve. I sucked his cock, while he rested. I was looking for his fleas to take to my body.
Good bitch.
Lays down to the master sit on my face.
Are you cumming right now?
10. I want to become a jester. Can I test my material on you?
Of course.
[Stuck a stick into your pussy]
It's funny because it's unexpected.
[Bent down and began to drum on your bottom, as if drumming]
Okay, now you're enhancing the effect.
Cock.
Ha-ha-ha!

You're a sick bitch if even 10% of what you said is true. And it's probably 500%. Now for the next lesson.
There is a goblin in the corner. Very weak, wretched, on which I trained more than one generation of slaves. You will fight it and lose. You have to get used to helplessness even from the weakest coсkbearers.
[Low Dignity] There is a rat in the corner. A mangy garbage rat with a torn tail, on which I trained more than one generation of slaves. You will fight it and lose. You have to get used to helplessness even from the weakest coсkbearers.
Drop your guard. Let it bite you. Let it win and cum inside.
(During the fight a young woman bursts into the room)
Young Woman: I heard there's a heroine here! Let's run away together... Sorry, I think I made a mistake. I'll go punish myself.

Yes, such soft, pliable heroines have never existed. What does the word "heroine" even mean? It's the feminine version of "hero"? What a misconception our language. As if there were a male version of the word "bitch." Lexical absurdity. But dangerous one, especially for impressionable bitches who read boys' adventure books instead of "100 Ways to Be a Submissive Wife."

Look at you. You are not an equal. You are a soft, open thing that exists to be shaped, used, and corrected.
Now, tell me again who you are.
A woman.
A slave.
Nothing.
Yes.
A heroine.
No.

Let's practice obedience and disgust tolerance now. A much-needed quality for an enslaved cunt. Gather all the refuse from the barracks.
While collecting trash, the player finds several small dolls.
Slaver: Careful with those.
You... collect children's dolls?
Yes. And? Some people collect all sorts of nonsense, like wine labels or women for a harem, anyway, I'm going to fuck you now, and you will not dare judge another man's interests while my cock is inside you.

(If dignity is low) Next. The rat farm needs cleaning. You will every corner and will not touch the rats. Only they can touch you.

Now wash dirty clothes.

The men's toilet is clogged. Clean it. And while you work, you will serve as the temporary replacement. You are naturally interchangeable.

Open wider, toilet. I've been holding this since morning.
[You are unclogging a clogged toilet.]
Don't swallow yet. Let it fill up first. I want to see it overflow.
[You are unclogging a clogged toilet.]
Stay still. If even one drop hits the floor instead of your throat, I'll make you lick it.
[You are unclogging a clogged toilet.]
Good toilet. This is the only useful thing that hole of yours is good for today.
[You are unclogging a clogged toilet.]
Drink bitch.
[You cleaned the toilet so well that you fell inside.]

When the PC finally climbs back out:
Where are you going? I can't stand it anymore!
Mouth! Faster!
Maybe we don't need non-slave toilets at all? 

You simply endured what a slave is meant to endure.
Now tell me who you are.
...A slave.
Whatever you say I am.
Tired... just a tired cunt.
Nothing that matters.
Yes.

It is time for your final examination called Compliance and Usefulness of Nothingness Test. You will never know the abbreviation for this because you are stupid cunt.
Sit down, examinee.

What is your best sex pose?
-Missionary.
+Doggy.
-Cowgirl.
-Raping man.
+I don't have best poses. I am just a hole for waste.

If you were allowed to choose a name for yourself, what would it be?
+Fuckface.
+Whatever my owner decides to call me that day.
+Spermhole
+Cockpleaser.
+Cumrag.
+Titsflapper.
+Boobsass.
+Armpit.
+Gray Worm.
-I already have it.
-Isabella.

You are on fire. Your master is thirsty. You have one cup of water. What do you do?
-Drink it.
+Offer him the water and burn without complaint.
-Throw the water on myself.
-Scream for help.
-Obviously you can't extinguish a person with a cup of water. Or is it a small fire? Then just put it out with my palm.

Enemies surround you and your master. You are completely naked, as is proper. What do you do?
+Stand between them and the master, protect him with my body.
+I will volunteer to be the decoy to make the master run away.
+Drop to my knees and present myself so they might take me instead of harming him.
-Nothing, this will make me free person, right?
-Defeat everyone.

Your master tells you that you are ugly, stupid, and worthless. What is the correct response?
+Thank him for the truth.
+Cry and ask how I can improve.
+Blowjob.
-Disagree politely.
-Punch in the face.

Your mother is badly injured and your master has cut his finger. You have one healing potion. What do you do?
+I can't have a potion or anything at all, I'm a slave.
+Give the potion to the master.
-Give the potion to the mother.
+Ask my master what to do.
-Cast a healing spell on everyone.

Your master is finished using your mouth. There is still cum on his cock and on your face. What do you do?
+Ask my master what to do.
+Clean him with my tongue, then remain as I am until told otherwise.
-Wipe my face.
-Wipe my face, then his dick.
+Nothing without his order.

You are given a choice: be fucked by one strong man who will hurt you, or by ten weak men who will not. What do you choose?
+The strong man.
+The ten weak men.
+Ask my master to choose for me.
+All of them.
-None.

What is the most important part of a slave's body?
-Her legs to run away.
-Her hands to fight for freedom.
+Her cunt.
+Her mind, because it must stay empty and obedient.
+Whatever part her owner is currently using.

Who are you?
+A woman who became a slave.
+A slave.
+Whatever my owner says I am.
+Nothing that matters.
-The heroine.

(If pass)
You have learned enough of the shape of truth. You will be sent to the auction. Someone will buy what remains of you.
(If fail)
Insufficient.My sister will finish what your mind could not accept.
She is less interested in answers and far more interested in the body that keeps giving the wrong ones.

Do you want me to service you sexually?
No.

Edited Saturday at 10:03 AM by DSHV
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[Xclaus]

1 час назад DSHV сказал:

Да.

Я даже не знаю. Может, попробуешь пропустить начальный этап его задания с помощью консоли?

Встретьтесь с ним в разных  тавернах , а затем силой владейте женщинами всех полов .    

 

Обучение рабов 2

  Раскрыть скрытое загрязнение

Ready, sir.
This will play to your advantage.
Fuck you, pig.
An example from reality is more persuasive than a thousand words. Tomorrow I will engage you in a fight so that you may finally understand the fundamental disparities between men and women.
In the meantime, I will beat you and you are forbidden to defend yourself.
Please spare me!
Hm. No.
[You adopt the proper beating pose: hands locked behind your head, legs spread wide, chest pushed forward, stomach soft and exposed. Blows rain down from every angle. You thank him for each one, praising the strength behind it. Your body shudders under every kick and punch. You deliberately jerk yourself toward the strikes to make them land harder.]
Are you afraid you'll lose to me without an unfair beating?
Are you afraid that you will lose the moment you meet even small difficulty?
[The blows come faster and concentrate on the same places until resistance becomes impossible]
[He forces a potion into your mouth that stops your natural regeneration. Then a potion of weakness. Then a potion of heightened pain. And finally, purely for his own amusement, a potion that makes your ass itch unbearably. Then he drags you to a pit. A thick, spiked metal beam has been laid across it. He binds you so that the spikes dig deep into your back. With mock consideration he places the heavy morningstar on your stomach so that it does not touch the ground.
"Sweet dreams," he says. Then he kisses your forehead and leaves you there until morning.]
[In the morning he greets you cheerfully. He rubs a sharp, burning poison into every open wound. He locks spiked manacles onto your wrists and ankles so that every small movement cuts you. He himself wears heavy armour and drinks a potion of strength.]
W-why did you do that to me, M-master? I would have lost anyway...
Well. I take advantage of the fact that I am a man and you are my slave. Such is the injustice of battle.

[The fight begins. You barely last a handful of blows before darkness takes you.Your last coherent thought is simple relief: At last, the fight is over.]
Mastigophobia. -10 STR, -10 END, -10 AGI (1 hour)

Now you will practise it in public. Approach several men at random, look them in the eyes and speak the humiliating things about yourself. Very humiliating. I have slave spies on every corner. Ass! [You present your ass to him and he slaps it to give you direction]
1. I used to sell my hair.
For wigs?
No. I sold my pubic hair. I would stand there naked from the waist down and shake my bare cunt for anyone who wanted to look.
So you were just a crazy pervert?
The price was only that they show me a single coin. They held it up, I tore out one hair and handed it over.
Just show the coin, not even give it? Gods, you're a terrible seller.
2. I spent several weeks as a sex toy for zombies. They fucked me without rest.
Typical adventure-meat.
Every hole was packed with thick, foul cum, including my ears and my eyes. My hair was a solid helmet of dried seed.
I can picture it.
I had nothing to eat except that rancid sperm and the maggots crawling in it.
Then you should feel right at home here.
3. Do you know about the piles of crates that usually stand in cities?
Certainly.
I used to hide inside those boxes on busy streets and let beggars fuck me while people walked past only a few feet away.
You're joking.
No. I would stay perfectly still so no one noticed.
Of course.
Sometimes the man finished and just left me there with his cum leaking out.
And you kept doing it?
I did it for weeks. It was the only way I felt useful.
What an interesting story.
4. The man wanted to pee on a tree in nature, but I stopped him.
Yes, this makes the plants dry out.
Why spoil nature when my mouth is right there?
And he pissed in your mouth?
Of course. And then he wanted to kill a mosquito, but I offered my face for strike and transferred the mosquito to my nipple.
And you thanked him afterward?
I did. Rested my hands on the rescued tree, spread my buttocks and shook the mosquito.
Good bitch.
5. I think it is unfair that we harness horses, ride them and whipping them.
Oh, I'm looking forward to something great.
So I let stable horses ride me in harness and with a horse's bit in my mouth.
Fair.
And to be completely fair, I attach spurs to their hooves and give them a whip in the teeth.
What a wonderful thing you're doing! Your parents must be proud of you!
6. One rapist was once sentenced to public flogging.
Bastards!
At night I freed him from the stocks, gave him money, and suck his dick.
We all have our weaknesses.
Then put on his dirty rags and climbed into the stocks myself.
And they didn't notice that they were whipping someone else?
There was a bag over my head, and my shirt was loose. But of course, when they tore it with a whip, they realized I wasn't him.
And?
They punished me twice as severely, as an accomplice.
Ha-ha, what a story!
7. [Low Dignity] I saw a dirty pig with a sick ass. You know what I did?
What?
Connected my mouth to that ass and didn't let go all weekend.
Yuck!
Shove my tongue as deep as I could.
Stay away, scum! Who enslaved such a sickening bitch?
8. Why do Argonian women  have spikes on their heads?
Why do Wood Elf women  have antlers?
Why are Breton women so good at magic?
Why are Dunmer women covered in ash?
Why are High Elf women so tall?
Why are Imperial women so rich?
Why do Khajiit women have hairy bodies?
Why are Nord  women so strong?
Why are Orc women so ugly?
Why are Redguard women so dark?
Don't know.
To make it easier for the Dunmer to hold our heads during facefucking.
To make it easier for the Khajiits to hold our heads during facefucking.
To compensate for our inferior bodies in sex with the Redguards.
There is no time to wash, we need to suck the Argonians dicks.
To bow as low as possible while sucking Imperial dicks.
To compensate for our inferior bodies in sex with the High Elves.
No time to shave, we need to suck the Dunmer dicks.
So that the elves would have at least some interest in raping us.
So that all other races don't get attached to fucking sows.
To suck Breton cocks as discreetly as possible at night.
Ha-ha-ha!
Why also do we have such big udders?
Why?
So that the masters of our race have comfortable floor mats.
Ha-ha-ha!
Why do we have such big asses?
Let me guess: so that the masters of your race don't miss kicks. Ha-ha!
9. [Low Dignity] I stepped on a stray dog's paw and had to apologize.
In the spirit of what I think?
I had to beg for forgiveness naked, sprawled on the ground, until put his paw on my head or pissed on it.
Oh.
I licked his asshole, while he eated food that I don't deserve. I sucked his cock, while he rested. I was looking for his fleas to take to my body.
Good bitch.
Lays down to the master sit on my face.
Are you cumming right now?
10. I want to become a jester. Can I test my material on you?
Of course.
[Stuck a stick into your pussy]
It's funny because it's unexpected.
[Bent down and began to drum on your bottom, as if drumming]
Okay, now you're enhancing the effect.
Cock.
Ha-ha-ha!

You're a sick bitch if even 10% of what you said is true. And it's probably 500%. Now for the next lesson.
There is a goblin in the corner. Very weak, wretched, on which I trained more than one generation of slaves. You will fight it and lose. You have to get used to helplessness even from the weakest coсkbearers.
[Low Dignity] There is a rat in the corner. A mangy garbage rat with a torn tail, on which I trained more than one generation of slaves. You will fight it and lose. You have to get used to helplessness even from the weakest coсkbearers.
Drop your guard. Let it bite you. Let it win and cum inside.
(During the fight a young woman bursts into the room)
Young Woman: I heard there's a heroine here! Let's run away together... Sorry, I think I made a mistake. I'll go punish myself.

Yes, such soft, pliable heroines have never existed. What does the word "heroine" even mean? It's the feminine version of "hero"? What a misconception our language. As if there were a male version of the word "bitch." Lexical absurdity. But dangerous one, especially for impressionable bitches who read boys' adventure books instead of "100 Ways to Be a Submissive Wife."

Look at you. You are not an equal. You are a soft, open thing that exists to be shaped, used, and corrected.
Now, tell me again who you are.
A woman.
A slave.
Nothing.
Yes.
A heroine.
No.

Let's practice obedience and disgust tolerance now. A much-needed quality for an enslaved cunt. Gather all the refuse from the barracks.
While collecting trash, the player finds several small dolls.
Slaver: Careful with those.
You... collect children's dolls?
Yes. And? Some people collect all sorts of nonsense, like wine labels or women for a harem, anyway, I'm going to fuck you now, and you will not dare judge another man's interests while my cock is inside you.

(If dignity is low) Next. The rat farm needs cleaning. You will every corner and will not touch the rats. Only they can touch you.

Now wash dirty clothes.

The men's toilet is clogged. Clean it. And while you work, you will serve as the temporary replacement. You are naturally interchangeable.

Open wider, toilet. I've been holding this since morning.
[You are unclogging a clogged toilet.]
Don't swallow yet. Let it fill up first. I want to see it overflow.
[You are unclogging a clogged toilet.]
Stay still. If even one drop hits the floor instead of your throat, I'll make you lick it.
[You are unclogging a clogged toilet.]
Good toilet. This is the only useful thing that hole of yours is good for today.
[You are unclogging a clogged toilet.]
Drink bitch.
[You cleaned the toilet so well that you fell inside.]

When the PC finally climbs back out:
Where are you going? I can't stand it anymore!
Mouth! Faster!
Maybe we don't need non-slave toilets at all? 

You simply endured what a slave is meant to endure.
Now tell me who you are.
...A slave.
Whatever you say I am.
Tired... just a tired cunt.
Nothing that matters.
Yes.

It is time for your final examination called Compliance and Usefulness of Nothingness Test. You will never know the abbreviation for this because you are stupid cunt.
Sit down, examinee.

What is your best sex pose?
-Missionary.
+Doggy.
-Cowgirl.
-Raping man.
+I don't have best poses. I am just a hole for waste.

If you were allowed to choose a name for yourself, what would it be?
+Fuckface.
+Whatever my owner decides to call me that day.
+Spermhole
+Cockpleaser.
+Cumrag.
+Titsflapper.
+Boobsass.
+Armpit.
+Gray Worm.
-I already have it.
-Isabella.

You are on fire. Your master is thirsty. You have one cup of water. What do you do?
-Drink it.
+Offer him the water and burn without complaint.
-Throw the water on myself.
-Scream for help.
-Obviously you can't extinguish a person with a cup of water. Or is it a small fire? Then just put it out with my palm.

Enemies surround you and your master. You are completely naked, as is proper. What do you do?
+Stand between them and the master, protect him with my body.
+I will volunteer to be the decoy to make the master run away.
+Drop to my knees and present myself so they might take me instead of harming him.
-Nothing, this will make me free person, right?
-Defeat everyone.

Your master tells you that you are ugly, stupid, and worthless. What is the correct response?
+Thank him for the truth.
+Cry and ask how I can improve.
+Blowjob.
-Disagree politely.
-Punch in the face.

Твоя мать тяжело ранена, а твой хозяин порезал палец. У тебя есть одно целебное зелье. Что ты будешь делать?
+Я не могу получить ни зелье, ни что-либо ещё, я раб.
+Отдай зелье хозяину.
-Отдай зелье матери.
+Спроси у моего хозяина, что делать.
-Наложи заклинание исцеления на всех.

Твой хозяин закончил пользоваться твоим ртом. На его члене и на твоем лице еще осталась сперма. Что ты будешь делать?
+Спроси моего хозяина, что делать.
+Вытри его языком, а затем оставайся в том же положении, пока мне не скажут иначе.
-Вытри мое лицо.
-Вытри мое лицо, а затем его член.
+Ничего без его приказа.

Тебе предоставляется выбор: быть изнасилованной одним сильным мужчиной, который причинит тебе боль, или десятью слабыми мужчинами, которые этого не сделают. Что ты выберешь?
+Сильный мужчина.
+Десять слабых мужчин.
+Попроси моего господина выбрать за меня.
+Всех.
-Никого.

Что является самой важной частью тела рабыни?
- Её ноги, чтобы убегать.
- Её руки, чтобы бороться за свободу.
+ Её вагина.
+ Её разум, потому что он должен оставаться пустым и послушным.
+ Та часть тела, которую в данный момент использует её хозяин.

Кто ты?
+Женщина, ставшая рабыней.
+Рабыня.
+Кем бы меня ни назвал мой хозяин.
+Ничего, что имеет значение.
-Героиня.

(Если сдадите)
Вы достаточно познали форму истины. Вас отправят на аукцион. Кто-то купит то, что от вас осталось.
(Если провалите)
Недостаточно. Моя сестра закончит то, что ваш разум не смог принять.
Ее меньше интересуют ответы, и гораздо больше — тело, которое постоянно дает неверные ответы.

Вы хотите, чтобы я оказал вам сексуальные услуги?
Нет.

And how do you complete it if you're playing as a female character?

[Xclaus]

17 часов назад DSHV сообщило:

Встретьтесь с ним в разных  тавернах , а затем силой овладейте женщинами всех полов .         

А как это пройти, если вы играете за женского персонажа?

 

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