[Mod idea]Bondage Adventure——The Legend of Black Cat

[peter016852]

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This is a mod of Bondage play and should include some custom Devious Devices, or should I say gears. Bondage combat is always a thing in Devious Skyrim, but other than some kicks from slave boots while the Dragonborn is in an armbinder…...Nothing more really.

 

Stem from the same idea, I propose a full set of Devious Combat Gear with a backstory so that players can most likely enjoy an entire playthrough with hands behind their back. (Literally!)

 

Now story time, first the part from the legend.

 

Once upon a time, there was a legend that existed in Skyrim, The Black Cat. She was a master thief, there is no pocket she can’t lift, no secret she can’t uncover and no vault she can’t break into. Having no affiliation with the infamous Thieves’ Guild, she was a legend because of her deed. She is the bane of the corrupted and selfish rich in Skyrim. If there was unhonest gold, she would take it from you and return to the poor.If there was conspiracy upon the weak, she would expose you, even if it means riots and war within the Empire. 

 

Rich merchants and Jarls from all holds were furious about The Black Cat. And although she does that to remind the people in power that citizens in Skyrim are always watching them, yet the corruption never stopped. 

 

Guards and private mercenaries were employed to witch hunt for The Black Cat. But with the help of decent folks all over Skyrim, and her own skills and wits, she was never caught…..Until one day.

 

Hundreds of years before, there was a great merchant, Tobias from the great Volus family. Being the 14th generation of that great family, he will not stand as his family treasure getting targeted by The Black Cat. He understands from his experience that all the security methods in Skyrim put together can’t even match with The Black Cat, so he turns his gaze into the Oblivion. 

 

Through the help of pricey arcanist and Daedra Cultist, he finally gained a favor from Sanguine, the Daedric Prince of revelry and debauchery. In exchange with his indentured servitude after his mortal lifespan, Tobias strikes a deal with Sanguine to protect his family’s treasure until his family bloodline ends. Thus, a powerful curse was cast upon The Black Cat herself, and from that day on, the heroine of Skyrim has fallen.

 

It looked like a simple mistake, The Black Cat slipped in a high stake heist in the worst possible situation. She was surrounded by guards with no way of escape. Only she herself knew it was not the case. That was not her first failure, if not for the curse, it will not be the last. Her strength was sapped by mysterious means, she can hardly move after the fall, not to mention defend herself. She was captured in Solitude, right under the nose of Tobias, who was then the happiest man alive.

 

Months of torturing, rape and humiliation. Jarls from all the hold interrogated her, every enlisted guard raped her once or more. They were trying to pry the location of her rumored treasure after all the big heists, which can be the greatest amount of gold in the Empire history if all the crime reports are true. And if she doesn’t talk or if she is telling the truth that all the gold has been returned to the poor, at least they can have fun with her.

 

Finally, like all the other criminal scums in Skyrim, she was sentenced to death by hanging. That was the first and last time the citizens of Skyrim saw The Black Cat as a normal woman, without her mask and costume. People have always suspected her to be in her mid-20s and they are right judging with her acrobatic abilities and endurance during a fight. But when they backtrack to the first appearance of The Black Cat, they realise she started her heroic deed when she was just a teenager. 

 

She was in bad shape, she was in her last breath when they presented her naked body to all of the speculating crowd to see. People in the slums and other holds are blocked from Solitude to see that execution, only the rich gather around to see how the last light of their nemesis gets smothered for good.

 

Every part of her once beautiful and athletic body get wounded and bruised from continuous torture, some of her skin on the breast and the back had been flayed by harsh whip strikes. Bleeding had stopped and started and stopped again and again with her every movement and struggling attempts. An anguish pear was installed in her vagina to secure a bell and a chain with a sign attached as “Convict” written on it, when they dragged her binded hands and walked along the street in the city in a shaming show on the way to the gallow.

 

Most importantly and unsurprisingly, her big belly bruge was the outcome of months in countless rapes. It was a miracle that her pregnancy prevailed when her own body nearly didn’t survive the torture. Even in the crowd of hatred enemies, executing a pregnant woman in public was still opposed by the spectators. Women mostly want her to give birth before the execution as the baby is innocent. More cruel men on the other hand, want to have the baby for their own and enslave the infamous Black Cat’s offspring.

 

But the Jarl couldn’t spare any patience for such nonsense, more importantly, if the execution is not now, The Black Cat may not survive the child birth to get executed anymore! As things settled, the execution proceeded. 

 

Her legs were pulled apart and secured on either side of the trap door, the rope used was long enough that she would still be suffocated but also not allowing her to close her legs. They had to make sure her last moment was of shame and lost in dignity.

 

Both of her hands are tied to her back and the bloodied rough rope of the gallow was tied to her neck. They would ask her for any last word as it is the least they would do out of religious concern, but with all the screaming during the torture she already lost her voice long ago.

 

As the trap door opened, she dropped down while having one last look of the sky. Her body, while broken, still struggled as natural reactions occurred. The ringing of the bell and chain attached to the anguish pear was the last sign of her struggle as she couldn’t give out any other noise. The sound of metal clinging and the sight of her baby moving as her belly transforms rapidly in her last moment still haunt the people reading the story.

 

She pissed and shitted herself in front of the public naked as she drew her last breath, as her heart stopped, her belly soon followed and became rigid in a horribly disformed figure. The crude Jarl of Solitude stepped up with a sharp knife in hand, supported by Tobias, and slashed the poor corpse’s belly open. Her uterus was cut open and the baby fell out and hanged by her own umbilical cord. The baby was a girl and that sharp knife almost cut the baby in half as well. The blood soaked scene scared most of the crowd away with many weak-hearted people failing to move as their legs gave out or puking where they stood. 

 

This is how The Black Cat we know of has fallen, but to the lord of the Oblivion, the fun has just begun.

 

The Black Cat never left a real name as even unmasked, no one recognized her. She will be known as her disguise for the rest of eternity.

 

Sylas, a man who claims to be a good friend of The Black Cat, gathers people who she helped to build a statue of her in a remote cave. Saying that the naturally concealed cave can block the oppressive Jarls and merchants, so that they can mourn their heroin at peace.

 

Little did they know Sylas is in fact a Sanguine cultist. While the statue is a rather perfect copy of The Black Cat in her glory, it is surrounded by structures resembling Daedra temple. Sylas led other cultists to serve Sanguine for his bidding while part of The Black Cat’s soul was trapped in that statue for eternity just to be a plaything of Sanguine.

 

Sanguine’s command is easy, he makes the cultist spread words about the final resting place of such a legend. Almost everyone in Skyrim knows about the cave when Tobias died, it is written into books and songs are sung by every bard in every hold. 

 

For hundreds of years, adventurers flock to that cave for two things. For men, they are trying to find the rumored Black Cat’s stash. It was all but lies that Sylas spreads, the natural inhabitants (Bears and Trolls) of the cave took care of most of the invaders anyway.

 

For women, however, the legend of Black Cat has a different meaning. Rumors, or lies, have said that the original gears taken away by the guards are recovered by enthusiasts to be preserved in the cave. They are magically enchanted and were what gave The Black Cat her power in the first place. So that she moves silently and fast and is able to win any fight with ease.

 

The fantasy of the power of the black cat strikes in the heart of every little girl in Skyrim. Especially those who are hurt from oppressing forces or have their family fortune robbed by savages in the wild. Those who are desperate enough, eventually venture to that cave and find that statue.

 

Either from books or songs or just rumors on the street, or most likely, just stumble upon a normal cave while on the road (You know it is the most important past-time for Skyrim dwellers,right?). It is now the Dragonborn’s turn to fight all the obstacles on the way and finally discover that statue.

 

OK, now this is the part of the real quest in the game.

 

When you go near the statue, a tender voice of a young woman appears and asks, “Adventurer, I am The Black Cat. Do you seek fortune or power?”

 

If you are a male, you can only ask for fortune, which the statue quickly denies. 

 

“The rumor of me having my treasure stashed in this place is false. I have never stashed gold for my own gain, please turn away and leave. Stepping one step over this statue will be your demise.” The statue said.

 

You can, or rather you should believe her. As you see a huge stack of bone and corpse at the back of the statue. But if you rather try your luck, you can just know that the corpse will be resurrected as undead and swarm you. Even if you are strong in the force, your computer will be overwhelmed by the sheer number of enemies.

 

If you are a female, you can ask for power and fortune. Same answer will be given if you say fortune but if you ask for power, just like the war time orphan who set out for this cave before you do, you are in for a bigger warning.

 

“Turn away when you still can, girl. Look around this place, this is not a normal memorial statue, this is a Daedra temple. Sanguine has taken hold of my soul and desecrated my legacy, my gears have been tainted by his incurable curse and if you dare wear it, it will be the end of you.” She pleaded from her heart.

 

There were never magical gears, The Black Cat’s disguise…..or let’s say costume, is just a set of leather gear painted black. You can buy or craft it wherever you want, that is how no one has seen The Black Cat buying specific supplies from anyone, because she didn’t need it.

 

Sanguine however, took interest in this costume and put a lot of effort to play around it. Surely it is now a set of powerful artifacts blessed with unmatched power, but also a set of powerful curses that can’t be taken off once you accept his “blessing”.

 

Sanguine makes The Black Cat give out this last warning to any female travellers, as he only accepts the most desperate for power to be played in his hands. Everyone that can be scared off by a warning clearly doesn’t count.

 

But you are the Dragonborn, you have cut deals with all of the Daedric lords there are, what can go wrong if you just get one more set of artifacts, right?

 

“Should you really accept this curse for power, know that after the contract is sealed, there is no turning back.” The Black Cat gives out one last piece of advice. And you nodded.

 

“Take off all your clothes and wear this collar to seal the deal.” Sanguine took over and said this when a collar appeared out of thin air in front of the statue.

 

You eagerly put on the collar with your naked body, nothing has happened beside the click out of the locking mechanism. The collar is not coming off sure, but nothing much else happened.

 

“Now kneel before me with your leg spread and your head on the ground.” The strong voice of Sanguine once again asks you to comply. You can’t do anything as the collar forces you to do so.

 

“Ah!!!!” a terrible burn starts to scratch your back, you sense a certain pattern is engraved on your body, soon, your belly starts to feel the same. There is a force so strong like gravity to keep you still while you are like a burning ants in the pan, after a rough minute, the burn ends.

 

“You are now the new Black Cat, I will present you with the gear, and should you not accept it, you will just die.” The voice of Black Cat comes back as you stand up again feeling the pain is still on your body.

 

The chest that you have just looted beside the statue is now filled with things again, and when you take out the content, The Black Cat explains the “equipment” piece by piece.

 

“First, take the piercings. There should be 2 for each nipple, one for the clit and a set of six for the pussy. Pierces yourself with this tool or if you already have the holes, change your piercings to these.”

 

“Why are you teaching me how to hurt myself?”You wondered, she just warned you a moment ago.

 

“I am the prisoner for eternity of lord Sanguine and this is my job, you didn’t heed my warning so now I have to make you hurt yourself. You just made everyone unhappy…...except lord Sanguine himself.”The Black Cat sighed.

 

There are a lot of holes to punch into your clean body all of a sudden. But you know if you don’t accept it the consequence is instant death, so you put a needle through your nipples and clit anyway.

 

Now that most of your private parts are swollen and bleeding and hurt like hell, due to your poor needle work. You notice that once all sets are in, your wound just heals and the new decoration on your body is sealed forever.

 

“The gems in the piercing are attuned to magic, you can now cast spells from your nipple or pussy, you can try it now.” You notice there is an armbinder on the ground, so you figure you can’t really use your hand for magic anymore. “We don’t have a thing for your mouth, so you can use shout too…...Dragonborn.” The Black Cat knows your identity, probably a tip from Sanguine.

 

“Firebolt!” You manifest the spell in your mind and conjure the fireball like you normally do, but this time the spell appears in front of your boobs, just right near your newly acquired piercings. The heat from the fireball burns your nipple which is abnormal, a spell never hurt your hands like this before. After the spell has completed, it shoots off to the end of the cave pointed only by your boobs. It may not be as accurate before you get a hang of it.

 

But this is another concern for another day, because you don’t know if you will cast spells anymore. The burning got worse when the spell completed and when it shot out? The piercings followed the spell for a bit and pulled hard on your nipples. It is so painful it almost made you cry. You will have to step forward or at least protrude your breast whenever you want to cast a spell…...and that motion is quite…..suggestive.

 

“Now step into the boots.” She means a pair of latex thigh high ballet boots. It is latex alright but the form of these boots are rigid. The front of the boot is reinforced by a ebony strip, it keeps the wearer to tip toe whether they are walking or not. You slipped into the boots, they are tight fits but eventually they give way for your legs to get in and settle. They are hard to walk in, but not impossible. You noticed that the heels of the boots are a pair of sharp ebony blades. A slash kick with these boots can cleave most living creatures in Skyrim in half, and this is why these gears are to die for.

 

“The boots will be muffled when you crouch, but how do you even crouch while wearing this is your problem. Now put the tail into your ass.” Well she can have a nicer way to put it, but direct approach is not that unwelcome either.

 

There is a black butt plug, which is rather huge for a butt plug, lying around. You spit on it for lubrication and while you surely don’t want a stick up your butt, there is now a stick up your butt.

 

“Oh my…..ah!!!!!” A sharp pain starts to spread in your abdomen. You sense the plug itself expanding only horizontally up in your intestine and the other end grows out to be a fluffy cat tail!!

 

“Your intestine are now full with the tail, every movement you do, every step you take, your stomach will remind you of your stupid choice you made. You don’t need to eat anything anymore, the tail itself will give you energy to survive and it is a strong weapon.” Seeing you cry in pain, The Black Cat sounded part heartbreak and part “You deserve it”.

 

In the unbearable pain, you feel the connection between you and the tail. Although it hurts, you believe you can command the tail to do whatever you want. For example, extend from your body to grab the next piece of gear.

 

“The tail has a sharp end that can kill with strong slash and stab, while grabbing things from afar like your own hand. It is the ultimate thief tool that provides silent long range take down without leaving a trace like an arrow. You can even climb walls using the tail to hold your body weight. The downside is that the extension comes from the part in your intestine, so everytime you use it on anything, your intestine twitches and unspeakable pain and suffering are inevitable to follow, just like you are now.” You successfully grabbed a piece of gear from the ground but you feel that a part of the tail leaves your body and then comes back, which disrupts your innards terribly. Pain spreads from one point of your intestine to your entire stomach, you want to puke and shit at the same time but you can’t do either. You can just knee and sweat from the pain too great.

 

“The next piece is the cat ear and this blind fold.” The voice said, “if you really can’t stand it just say it, I can end your suffering once and for all, at least you don’t have to give a good show to Sanguine anymore.” In the eyes of The Black Cat, death is more preferable than this kind of living torture.

 

And yet, you picked up the cat ear to stab it in your skull and secured the blindfold so that it will never, ever fall down.

 

“Sigh…….the cat ear is your ear now, you can hear sound from miles away. It is useful when what you want to steal is information. And the blindfold…..I should not need to explain it, you can see for yourself.” The blindfold didn’t block your vision or plunge your world into darkness like you think it will. Instead, on top of your normal vision, you can see everyone’s movement in a huge vicinity, it is built for recon work.

 

“The last piece is…..the armbinder.” A single glove black armbinder is the last piece, obviously, or else you can’t put on the others when your hands are bound, right?

 

Just like every piece of armbinder you find in chests before, it automagically locked into place tightly without your intervention. But this time, it is different, it is a Daedric artifact and no mortal keys and struggling can release you from this bind.

 

You do realise that most of your body is naked, and as the armbinder locked, you have no way to cover your body, ever.

 

“What power does this armbinder hold?” Your mouth is not stuffed, and you are curious.

 

“Nothing, just to lock you up so you can be punished.” Sanguine’s voice reappeared and you found yourself in trouble.

 

You are suddenly deaf to all sounds except those two voices from The Black Cat and Sanguine. Your blindfold now plunges you into darkness without letting any light to pass through. Your cat ear fills your head with silence, with only Sanguine touching your soul.

 

The ballet boots feel so heavy, you can barely move in it so you have to kneel. You can't even lay down as you will have to move your legs to do that, all you can do is kneel.

 

Combined with the everlasting lock of the armbinder, you are now a pathetic plaything stuck to the ground while also struggling like a drying fish.

 

"The fair maiden failed to tell you that all of your gears run on energy. And when you run out, you will be stuck like this." Maniacal laughter poured though in the voice of Sanguine.

 

"But don't worry, you must know how the energy is being filled right? Yes, you need to have sex and take cum. Every drop of cum you take in your mouth or pussy will fill your energy, allowing you to use these gears for a longer period of time."

 

"When your energy is low, the tattoo on your back will start buring, like this." As the sound of a finger snaps, followed by a huge burning pain from the tattoo on your back.

 

"You will start to piss uncontrollably and your piss with have the aroma of sex spread into the air for miles away. Every man and male creature will flock to you like ants to a nectar. They will rape you in the group of dozens and will not stop until your energy is recharged so you can kill them yourself."

 

"Do you know what is the good part? The tattoo on your womb guarantees you to get pregnant from anything that fucks you, so your eternity will be most likely filled with pregnancy. Oh, do I mention a good part? Your baby will become the conduit and reservoir of your energy. As your belly grows bigger, you can store more energy at once!"

 

"What becomes of the baby when it comes due you ask? Well, big surprise! It will be dissolved in your womb and absorbed by your own body to provide even more energy! And I get a sweet sweet new soul from the sacrificial ritual burnt on your belly tattoo. Serving the prince of Oblivion while also ripping off your own benefit, neat, huh? Downside? There is no downside! You will just experience extreme pain and extreme pleasure when the ritual occurs, I am sure both are enjoyable for you."

 

"Now I have seen you holding your pee long enough,let’s pour it out and let the party begin!" Followed by another finger snap, your back burns like fire and you pee uncontrollably. 

 

You have completely passed out from the pain. Face planted on the cold stone floor, you smell a sweet aroma on your face. That is your pee and others are finding you with it. You don’t have to take off the blindfold to know that a lot of people are walking towards your naked body, your knees on the ground can sense the vibration.

 

Soon the stink of men surrounded you and dirty, rough hands are on your body. The scent from your piss works both ways. Your bare body feels unrest and tingling senses travel through your body like electricity, every touch amplified to sexual caress.

 

A stinking bandit's dick comes close to your face. Given their unhygienic lifestyle and his dick, or every other dick in your vicinity smells like shit. But even then, you are still aroused. The men expect you to repel after smelling their crotch and just ready to make fun of you and force you to suck it. One second later they are in shock with awe that you just devoured their genitals like delicious sausages.

 

They are hot, salty, flavorful and most importantly, they are very eager to give you what you want. You lick and swallow all the sweat, dirt and grease out of their dicks like a feast!

 

"Hmm!!!!!!" A sharp pain, like a stab to your thigh, reminds you that your virginity has been taken by an unknown man. You think of how precious that it was, how you keep your legs crossed for ten years in adventure just to wait for someone special. Yet your dirty mind makes your best guarded secret fully lubricated and ripe for taking. 

 

You can't see the faces of those men, can't even hear what they are talking about. The only thing you are certain of is that they are a bunch of lowlife trying to rob the non-existing treasure from The Black Cat. And now, one of them, most likely the one fucking you now, will be the father of your baby. You have never been this humiliated before, you are the Dragonborn! You know you will kill them all after they fill you with energy, but then you know it is inevitable that the baby will be stolen by Sanguine. In the extreme of pleasure, your head is however, exceptionally clear and thinking about your life afterwards.

 

"Mhnnmmm.." a stream of hot semen is shot to the back of your throat. It is sticky and tastes like honey, as you grup it down, you feel yourself regaining some strength. It is a strange feeling, you have never tasted such a fantastic thing before, but you know full well it came from an otherwise disgusting penis. Not easily letting go, you suck that dick dry and clean before you allow another man to use your mouth as cum bucket.

 

The pain of defloration left as soon as the man behind you started the piston action. Gripping tightly on your slim waist, he goes deep on your cervix, pounding on it with every strike of his thick yet filthy genital. Your untouched palace has been invaded, and most likely by your worst nightmare.

 

Yet you feel excited, stimulated and motivated. You feel your pussy grip tightly on his thick shaft and with the limited movement you can do, you push yourself to cooperate with his thrust. Everytime your cervix kisses on the tip of his dick, you sense your pleasure build up like a wave to the top. Average bandits are dumb, the man who is fucking you probably can’t count to five, but the brute force and animal instinct serve both of you well in this rough encounter. 

 

With your mouth fully blocked by another man, silently you accept the burst from your rear and the climax that comes from your own body. You want to hold on to something but you can’t move, you want to scream but your mouth is full. Tears drop down under your blindfold, your whole body is shaking from experiencing this wonderful sensation for the first time. 

 

Incredibly hot semen exploded into your womb, and your orgasmic cervix opened wide for the flood to come. The muscles in your vigina are still twitching from the climax, squeezing the man dry for the highest probability to get you pregnant. But you know it is not necessary, you can already feel it as your womb tattoo gets warm and signaling the ritual is done. The worthless seed of a nameless bandit now officially spawned a baby into your womb. You are going to carry it through your adventure, hopefully filled with more raping and punlishing. Until one day of extreme pain and pleasure, you can faithfully serve Sanguine with your broken mind and body.

 

And after how many orgasim? 30? 40? You can’t really count the number of men who have used your body because you are blindfolded, but judging from the physical contact, you are damn sure even their hounds have fucked you as well. With all the semen you have eaten or absorbed by your womb, the warm feeling of the gears’ activation starts flowing again in your body. 

 

The first to come up is your blindfold, you know you sense less and less movement when the gangbang goes by but you are not sure why. Your pee should just attract more people to rape you right? Now with enhanced vision, you know why. Your pee has certain range restriction and some bandit just drop dead because of the intensity of sex with you. Seriously your aroma for sex is too strong they can’t control themselves. 

 

“Less problems to worry about.” You whisper to yourself as you finally stand up before another dick is trying to get in. A spinning kick to your back slashed the man’s face in half, he was dead before his body touched the ground. 

 

The others panicked and started to attack you, your trusty ebony heels making short work of them. Somehow someone flanks you even when you have enhanced audio visual ability and a sharp blade goes straight to the naked torso. 

 

“It will be a nasty wound.” You think so yourself, but beside your fear, nothing happened to your body as the bandit’s blade can only cut you in a hair’s depth and the whole thing just bounced off. You barely feel anything as the bandit is repelled to the ground as he witness the strangest thing happened before his eyes and also…...physical exhaustion after fucking you so many times.

 

Someone tried arrow as well, but the projectile also did minimal damage and a quick stab from your extended tail ended his miserable life. Any motion from the tail still makes you feel like shit and want to rest, but it is more bearable now then the first time. If you use it more, maybe you can make it your most effective weapon and tools after all?

 

Nonetheless, the most important thing you want to do is to remove this terrible curse.

 

Details of the mod:

 

Almost all action except walking and jumping will cost the gadget's energy. For example, defense against any attack will drain your energy constantly but it will also give you 90% of damage reduction.

 

Any attack with heels and tails and spell casting, using sonar to see and hear through walls and caves will also draw energy. 

 

If your energy falls short during your adventures, you will be immobilized and defeat mode will start. Every possible creature with appropriate animations installed will have their way with the dragonborn. 

 

If there is absolutely nothing available for matchmaking, you will be teleported to a random city or town to regain your energy by the mysterious force of Sanguine. 

 

Getting pregnant is an important part of this system, as the later the state of pregnancy, the higher is the maximum energy cap and natural energy regeneration during exploration.

 

Or you can, you know, just ask around any taverns and sell your bound body to any one who will have it. Get the gold (tie in with radiant posititution mod), and energy with your action and fuck adventuring. 

 

The goal of this mod, afterall, is to clear the curse. (Quite obvious) To do so you will need a lot of gold to buy information about the last few members of the Volus family. The great house has since fallen from grace and the only way to end the curse is to end the family who incite the curse. 

 

You can go on and earn the gold by normal adventuring or you can, you know, go the low risk approach and be a fulltime whore. You will never be out of energy this way but you also lose the fun of combat in these gears. 

 

Once you have accumulated enough gold, you can visit informants across Skyrim, pick up the trail of the Volus family by gathering information from the informants mission. 

 

You will have to grab things from impossible locations that can only be reached by the trail. Eavesdropping conversation by your super hearing and investigating scenes with your enhanced vision.

 

There should be at least three Volus remnants to kill before the curse can be lifted. Everyone of them are just normal people but when you challenge them they will be blessed by Lord Sanguine himself, to prolong your curse.

 

Use your magical gears and magics and shouts to overcome the obstacles and finally your curse can be lifted.

 

Sanguine has no more reason to uphold the bargain he has with Tobias and doesn't need to curse The Black Cat anymore.

 

However, the Lord himself will surely want to keep you in service. After the quest has ended, you will be given a choice. Should you continue your servitude to the Lord, you will be locked in this outfit forever (bondage playthrough), but Sanguine will throw in singing extra. You will now be also muffled by a ring gag, you can talk (telepathically) BB while you have energy but can only be a silent little play thing if you are out. 

 

The gag limits your shout to one, the banshee's cry. Everyone in a certain range will start to kill each other and ultimately die before the effect ends. It is more likely a quality of life thing so that the dragonborn can clear the room once her energy is full, but don't need to kill those come to rape her one by one with the heels anymore.

 

If you don’t want to be in bondage anymore, you can deny the blessing. This will free the soul of The Black Cat, may her rest in peace. 

 

In return, she will give you her original outfit. A stylish set of pure black tight leather armour, which has absolutely no special abilities but you can enchant it yourself, and it looks cool. 

 

However, Sanguine really really wants you to play with (by) him. So with the outfit in, you can activate a special ability called “There Devious Cat”. Once per day, you can summon the bondage gears set to help in your adventure. 

 

The gears set now comes with limited energy, once used up the summon statues will end and you will be once again stuck helplessly to get fucked. Only this time when you free again, you can’t use the gears to clear the room as easily as before. 

 

You can prevent this by using the special ability again to dispel the gears before the energy depletes. The energy will refill in the next in game day. 

 

This is the major idea of the mod, I can have something for the dialogs if anyone is interested in making it. 

[NobodyImportant33333]

There's already a mod I believe that will allow you to use magic while bound, and a mod that lets you cast magic from your breasts. This could be integrated with Dynamic Animation Replacer (DAR) to set the condition for the magic cast animation to use the breast animation provided the Dragonborn wears the nipple piercings. This could be done in theory by setting a keyword in the piercings, then checking for the keyword as a condition for the animation to be played, setting the number on the condition to be very high so as to have the animation play over any other magic animation mod. I have no experience in actually using DAR, so I don't know everything about the process.

 

The tail integration, however, would be difficult, almost impossible to implement unless you know exactly what you're doing. I assume it's meant to replace archery or something to that effect, yet the tail attack wouldn't behave like your standard bow and arrow at all. The best I can come up with is instead of dipping into the archery framework, you borrow from the lightning bolt spell, having it cost zero magicka, and make it deal physical damage based on your archery skill. The projectile that is fired will have to be replaced with a custom asset meant to resemble the extended tail. After all that, you will still have to have a custom animation, as well as a new condition to check for if the 'spell' is equipped, while having the condition have an even higher priority over the previous one with the piercings. Needless to say, a newcomer to modding has little to no hope of actually implementing this successfully.

 

That said, the tail could still be used for climbing. If my memory serves me well, there was a mod that allowed the Dragonborn to climb mountains. If it comes with it's own animations, DAR could be used to replace those animations with one where the tail is used to help you climb. Again, set the condition to call the keyword we add to the cat tail, and give it a high priority. A modified version of the climbing script could set the condition for being able to climb as having the tail equipped, but this will require knowledge in scripting and compiling.

 

The last aspect of combat is melee, which I'd argue is the easiest implementation of them all. DD basically did all the work for you. All you have to do is give the boots a buff melee enchantment. Here's hoping Skyrim doesn't restrict you in this regard. I feel like it probably doesn't prevent you from putting an unarmed buff on boots in the CK even though you can't enchant boots to give unarmed damage.

 

As for the blindfold, you will need to be able to dynamically adjust the strength of the blindfold based on whether or not you have energy.

 

You mention a cave where the Black Cat Statue will be placed. You'll need a place in the world to stash this area, maybe an option for where to put it in the install, as there could be mod conflicts wherever you put this entrance. You'll also need to design the location itself, including a custom Black Cat Statue. Someone who is good at making level layouts will be ideal, as well as someone to design the Black Cat statue.

 

You also need to be able to set up the quests and dialogue sequences or else this won't work so well. a basic understanding of questing, enough to make a simple quest should help. The knowledge of dialogue sequences will be even better. The dialogue lines can be silent, but preferably you use something like XVASynth to get some dialogue lines generated. Perhaps a book about The Black Cat could where you put the lore dump and also be where the quest begins. You'll also need to have a condition where the quest will start if you go to the cave without reading the book.

 

After all of the implementation comes the armor design. Basically anyone who can make an armor mod could do this. I'd suggest a professional for the task, but if nothing else... I could do it. Not gonna lie, I'm rather lazy, so I rather you get back to me if you don't find someone else and you've already made much progress on the implementation.

 

Safe to say, this is one VERY ambitious proposal, but not impossible. With the right people on the project, this mod could see the light of day.