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Chapter 12
by joplaya
Rewarded? Betayl? Interrupted?
The double crosser is double crossed.
The bearded Redguard man only sneers at you, his teeth very white against his dark skin “I think we will be keeping our gold, Thalmor slut” even as your hand drops to the hilt of your sword there is movement in the darkness beside you, you turn to see a massive, robe wearing man hurling himself at you from the shadows. The big man bears you to the ground, the weight of him landing atop you almost blasting the air from your lungs as you hit the stables dirt floor.
You frantically attempt to **** air back into your lungs as you try to squirm out from beneath the huge Redguard man; he utters a deep, booming laugh and with one of his massive hands he yanks on your mailed shirt, pulling it up on your chest and revealing your breasts to his lecherous gaze, he laughs again as his big hands settle on your tits and starts to fondle and squeeze them, wringing an involuntary gasp from your lips.
You can hear Saadia cursing furiously and tilt your head to look at the other woman; she is on her hands and knees in the dirt a few feet away, her thin dress has been ripped from her body and is now lying discarded on the ground. Two of the Al’Akir warriors are busy stripping off their robes and the last is already naked and perched behind the barmaid, pounding his long, thick cock in and out of her pussy; each powerful stroke wringing another snarl from Saadia’s lips.
You can feel the thick fingers of the Redguard atop you stroking your dampening quim through the thin fabric of your pants, he grins down at you
“You like that don’t you, elven whore?” you can only shake your head in weak protest as his **** on your body continues.
You are vaguely aware of him sliding your pants lower on your legs but are finding it difficult to focus on anything but the growing ache in your loins as he lowers his head to your straining nipple and flicks it with his tongue.
A few feet to your side, Saadia is still cursing furiously at the three Redguard men surrounding her, though her protests and complaints are undermined by the occasional moans that come from her mouth and the way one of her hands is caressing her own breasts. Her husky voice is cut off mid curse though, as a long, thick cock is suddenly jammed into her mouth, the nameless man possessing it just clenches his fists in the barmaid’s short, dark hair tightly as he drives his cock in and out of her mouth at a furious rate.
“I am going to pound you so hard” he sneers down at you as he forces your legs further apart, you just groan weakly as you feel the tip of his tool pressing against the entrance of your sopping pussy. He slams his massive cock balls deep into your greedy quim and you wail loudly as you thrash beneath him, a powerful orgasm racing through you like a tidal wave.
“Yeah” he grunts, his cock never ceasing its savage pounding of your tiny cunt “You elf sluts are all the same, you play it all prim and proper but the truth is you love having a cock inside you” you hear a savage roar from beside you and from the corner of your eye you see a Redguard man spraying a moaning Saadia’s face with him cum, a heartbeat later the second man howls and Saadia utters a long moan, shaking as he fills her with his semen.
“Here it comes thalmor bitch, are you ready?” you vaguely hear the nameless man telling you, sneering into your face as you thrash your way through another savage orgasm, he utters a near-deafening roar as he explodes deep inside of you, filling your body with warmth.
Time seems to blur and ripple as the Redguards try every hole you have to offer, you have no idea how long the men continue using you but eventually you must have passed out as you are alone in the stable the next time your eyes open. You stiffly climb to your feet and glance down at yourself; most of your clothes, body and indeed much of the ground around you had been stained with a thin film of dried semen and between your legs, your kitty throbbed in a way that reminded you of just what you had done last night.
The sky above you is still dark but you can see the first hints of the approaching dawn on the horizon, the town would be waking up soon and it would probably be best if you were gone when the stable master returned. *Curses* you think to yourself angrily, stiffly climbing to your feet and tugging your pants back up around your hips, *I didn’t get the reward from either of them*
Stable owner arrives? Return to town? Leave Town?
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Skyrim: The Harlot Hero
A noble has taken offense to you plying your trade and sends you to Helgen for your 'crime'.
Created on Dec 18, 2011 by ZombieToph
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