Diplomatic immunity

Although the dragonborn and Serana had defeated Lord Harkon and his vampiric minions, peace had not been restored to Skyrim still, with a raging civil war and dragons returning from the dead. That was why on the orders of Delphine they had decided to break into the Thalmor embassy. Serana and Delphine though had not gotten along since they had met, Delphine very wary of letting the former vampire and now ordinary nord girl know all the information she had about the blades or dragons. The dragonborn had assured her however that Serana was trustworthy despite Delphines protestations the immortal vampire turned twenty year old girls loyalty was unproven.

So the dragonborn and Serana had headed to the gates of Solitude and found a wood elf called Malborn there who had given them their clothes for the party and taken some items from them to sneak into the embassy. But Serana was not happy as the dark haired yellow eyed girl stripped down to her plain underwear behind a tree and put on the dress and boots she had received before realising how revealing it truly was. For these were tavern clothes at best she realised, consisting of a dress with a yellow upper half that ended in 2 leather strips around her shoulders and a lower green half that went to her knees. However it was the brown corset around the abdomen, along with the lack of any arm cover and the massive dip the neckline took that had her feeling indignified, dipping down far enough that the entire insides of her moderate sized breasts were visible as she stood out with annoyance and looked at Malborn.

"Care to explain this outfit elf?" she asked with annoyance as her face was slightly flushed looking at the dragonborn in his padded shirt and fancy trousers along with Malborn staring at her, both looking a little bit bashful at the amount of tit she was showing them and also amused by the outfit a little as Malborn frowned at her.

"Delphine had to pull a lot of strings to even get one of you in. And I didn't have the money to buy two sets of noble clothes so I had to settle with that outfit for you" he argued as Serana knew her clothes were worn down and muddy from travel, but this outfit unless the times had changed a lot since the first era was still not a very noble one as Malborn looked at them impatiently.

"Alright, now get into this carriage and I'll get you to the Thalmor embassy" Malborn requested then as Serana sighed and got into the carriage and they were on their way to the embassy. On the way though she found herself shivering and having to hold her hands over her breasts as they were so freezing she could feel her nipples hardening and being visible through the thin yellow wool over them. Having been resistant to the cold as a vampire for years, her whole body in such a revealing outfit was practically shivering to **** as the dragonborn noticed and offered to let her cuddle up to him for some warmth which she agreed to for the hour or so the journey took before they reached the Thalmors gates.

Upon arrival they were to be issued into the big imposing embassy by Thalmor wizards, however while the dragonborn had no problem entering, the Thalmor were surprised that Serana had no invitation.

At first she had claimed to be the dragonborns girlfriend but that had not seemed the correct answer as the Thalmor had informed her guests could not bring wives or girlfriends who weren't invited. However all too suddenly the Thalmor had seemed to have a realisation about something and told her she was fine to enter the building with the dragonborn to both their surprises as they entered the main hall. Once there they were approached by Elenwen, the chief ambassador of Skyrim, a beautiful yellow woman who dwarfed the two of them.

She just wanted to welcome them however before she moved off and they looked for Malborn then who was glad to see both had made it, however they still needed a distraction before they could infiltrate further.

So they set off around the room trying to create one. Initially they met a redguard called Razelan who needed a drink which Malborn gladly provided, but as ostentatious as Razelan was when he stood up upon receiving the drink and started screaming, the thalmor at the door they needed to slip through into the kitchen were unmoved. And though they next caused a scene by having a businessman called Erikur fly into a rage over a wood elf servant called Brelas rejecting his advances and getting the poor woman sent down to the dungeons, the thalmor were still not moving.

And they tried about eight times more to cause various distractions before finally conceding that nothing was working before regrouping as by now a bunch of guests were leaving the party which was wrapping up as Malborn frowned at them.

"I'm sorry, if it isn't working this way, we'll need to go with Delphines back up plan" he stated with gritted teeth as the dragonborn frowned. "What's that?" he asked as Malborn grinned. "There's a reason people are leaving this party early and only the worst scumbags are still around" he suggested as to Serana's surprise she turned to see a few Thalmor justiciars behind her and the dragonborn as they looked at him ahd barely glanced at her.

"Are you ready for the afterparty?" they asked him as he nodded and they looked at Serana then. "Alright, please follow us then girl" they stated as Serana cautiously followed them and found herself being brought onto the carpet in the middle of the main hall and to her surprise suddenly a lot of the guests were all around her and the dragonborn as she froze.

"Is something wrong?" she asked as she looked at the smirking men and women around her and got no response. So the dragonborn asked the same question as Elenwen stepped forward. "Well, she is tonights girl is she not? Does she not know what is required of her? Did you not inform her?" the chief ambassador asked as Serana was immediately apprehensive and went to speak before the dragonborn stopped her.

"I apologise for this, but I was told to bring the girl here, that's all" he stated as Elenwen smirked. "Then step back and let me handle this" she stated as the dragonborn noticed then that the door was finally unguarded as the Thalmor guards were coming over to see whatever was about to happen as he turned to Serana and nodded at her as she scowled at him, knowing what he was doing as he slipped off towards the unguarded door, wanting to follow him but also knowing she had somehow ended up the distraction much to her distaste as Elenwen frowned at the seeming young nord girl before her.

"Alright then" she stated as she smirked at Serana. "Now remove your robes you stupid little nord girl" she stated as Serana felt her face sink in disbelief at the request. "What did you say?" she asked the chief thalmor ambassador as she looked at the grinning noble men and womens faces as the chief ambassador frowned at her. "I said take off that dress girl" she stated as Serana felt her rage about to explode as the hundreds of years old vampire knew she could **** this upstart wizard in a second along with everyone in the room. But they needed information about the thalmors role in the dragons return and the Thalmor would destroy that if it existed the moment they suspected a spy or attack.

"Why should I take off my dress?" she asked though as Elenwen was about to speak before Erikur stepped forward brazenly and slipped his arm around her shoulders unsubtly and creepily. "Elenwen. Why don't you let me explain to this foxy little minx and you go do something else" he suggested as the high elf woman looked at him and then nodded.

"Two minutes, I will not have this girl dawdle or show insubordination in two minutes time or she will be sent to the dungeons for disobeying me" the ambassador stated as Erikur smirked and she turned away as Serana was left with the lecherous nord as to her horror she felt his hand on her right breast giving it a squeeze as he grinned at her.

"So you're this months victim huhh... I'll give it to the guy who brought you here that you're quite the looker aren't you!" he stated as Serana glared at him. "Victim? What do you mean? What is even going on?" she demanded as he smirked at her. "Ever since the White gold concordat between the Imperial empire and the Aldmeri dominion, at each embassy party, a young girl of the nations they have ambassadors in will be removed of her clothes and used as seen fit by Thalmor against their will in front of various nobles as a sign the Thalmors power is absolute and if this ceremony is stopped whoever does so will risk **** for their inability to submit to the Thalmor" he stated as Serana was left reeling in fury.

"That's absurd" she stated as he grinned. "Oh no. It's a display of domination, the girls like you are just meant to represent the submissiveness of Skyrim, Elsewyr Valenwood and even Cyrodil, its all symbolic and metaphorical... except for the coerciveness and sexual activity itself which is very much real" he stated as she felt his hand on her ass cheeks then and tried not to snarl and bare her fangs, forgetting she wasnt a vampire anymore for a second before he smirked at her.

"Oh and the most absurd thing isnt any of this, but that pretty face of yours. That bitch Brelas stuck me up, but I think after Elenwen has her fun with you that you'd be a good sloppy seconds with a nice figure like yours" he stated as she turned to him with a glare.

"I'm not interested" she stated as he glared at her. "A piece of trash like you will be when Elenwens done with you. Thinking you're too good for me. What are you anyways? Just a useless prostitute that man with you hired given your slutty clothes? Or are you a stupid country farmgirl who came with him because he offered you all of Skyrim if you did?" he asked as she glared at him and he smirked.

"Or are you a spy?" he asked her almost mockingly as a joke, but Serana realised all too suddenly she herself was acting suspicious in the situation she had ended up in as she frowned. "I'm from Whiterun. My dads a blacksmith" she lied as he looked at her. "Ahh whiterun, theres quite a nice amount of sluts in that town walking around in pretty dresses like yours. I should have guessed you'd be from there" he stated as he grinned.

"But whiterun girl, you're far from home right now in a den of dogs, and im only the surface level if you dont want to go deeper" he stated as Elenwen returned and glared at Erikur.

"Did you explain her situation so the little nord whore understands?! she asked as Serana glared at her and he smirked. "Oh yes, now we'll just enjoy the show" he stated as he headed back into the crowd of dignitaries and nobles all leering at the pale dark haired girl in slutty tavern gear as Elenwen glared at Serana.

"Alright nord girl. If you don't want to end up down in the dungeons, you know you must submit to the Thalmor your body and mind" Elenwen stated as Serana felt her face flush then. But this was not the first time she had ever submitted her body and flesh, having been consumed and ravaged by the daedric lord Molag bal in exchange for her vampirism. She had not really wanted to offer her body to that entity, but had been practically **** to along with her mother, only truly having felt free of the brutal and sadistic coercive sexual conquest once she had finally found the courage to heal her vampirism.

And she could only shake with fury then as she could remember centuries before the way her father had made her undress and lie down still and submissive to that demon, how cold and terrified she had felt being watched by all the other vampires of Castle volkihar as her body had been filled with molag bals corruption and power but also utter humiliation and pain.

Having to take off her clothes again like this was therefore not just an utterly degrading prospect, but a traumatising one at that as Serana felt her hands quiver at the straps on her shoulders, slipping them off as they loosened her bosom and all she needed to do was unbutton her corset only for the ambassador to frown then as she glared at Serana.

"Actually, no. I don't like that resolution in your eyes, you're not as humiliated as a stupid nord girl ought to be!" the Thalmor ambassador stated with disgust then as she walked behind Serana then and a second later the nord girl yelped as she felt a cold blade against her spine and a second later her dress and corset were cleaved through along with the back of her bra as she was left with only her plain brown panties and the rest of her shapely bottom and back on display solely to the ambassador behind her as she looked over her shoulder at the arrogant high elf who was running her eyes up and down the thousand year old girls skinny backside as Serana couldn't help but feel her face reddening as she knew about all the flaws of her body all too well, having been seeing them crop up for the month or so she had been free from vampirism.

For one thing vampire girls were incredibly muscular and toned for their diet even if they looked pale and sickly, and Serana ever since returning to human had found a lack of appetite that was leading to her muscles declining to a more regular girls size, her calves that had been like pillows now bony with a massive thigh gap between them, her butt cheeks having gone from bouncy and plump to flatter and more average and her spinal processes jutting out quite unpleasantly from her thin pale skin. She wasn't quite anorexic yet, but she had gone from a smouldering toned girl to a doll like figure over the previous month as the high ambassador stared at Seranas bony body with contempt.

"Typical nord women, always either too fat or too skinny" the ambassador stated with a glare as Serana wanted to protest but just hung her head in mild embarassment, both feigned but also a little genuine. "I'm sorry, I can't afford much food" she lied with a red face as the ambassador sneered then. "And is that why you chose to insult my embassy and my nation today when you showed up in these?" she asked as Serana felt the blade again over her buttcheek snip through one of the sides of her dull drab brown panties as she brought her hand back to stop it folding down, only to feel the other side get cut as well as then the front half of her panties slipped down, leaving her nethers hairs rubbing off her dress alone at the front even as at the back she was desperately holding the back flap of her panties up over her buttcrack, only for it to suddenly rip through her fingers as she watched the thalmor bundle her pantied up into a ball and then to her confusion the high elf tossed them then into the fire as she smirked at Serana who was confused and feeling her heart starting to race in fury and annoyance as the ambassador frowned at her.

"To show up in a plain set of undergarments like those without any ribbons frills or strings the sheer audacity an irrelevant tavern girl like you has to come into my embassy in underwear like this. To actually think about showing these garments to our guests and me in particular... how insolent and gauche" the ambassador stated as she glared at Serana. "And the fact you were about to strip down to those panties I wouldn't put even on my servants without any shame, did you think this was a funny joke?" she asked Serana who was a little bit distressed.

"I'm sorry" she flusteredly apologised as she couldn't help but feel embarassed as the panties she was wearing had been the cream of the crop before she had been hidden away by her mother for centuries, having cost her an arm and a leg. And she had been thinking about maybe showing herself off in them to the dragonborn in her dreams and daydreams recently to her own surprise, except now she was glad she hadn't if they truly were that uninspired as the thalmor ambassador smirked then.

"Those undergarments however I will say were like most humans, thick ugly and undelicate as if you had strings they would have snapped in an instant, like these ones are now" the ambassador stated as Serana was confused as to what she meant for a second but then felt a nick then on her neck as the neck and back strings of her brown bra were now both undone as Elenwen pulled the bra out and Serana watched with transfixed horror as her bra was tossed into the fireplace as wells as Elenwen smirked confidently.

"There are girls who come in here with some modicum of composure and resolve. But for those brats like you who are more shameless than the usual girl we reserve our best punishment" she stated as Serana felt two blades under the straps of her dress then as Elenwen smirked. "For the good modest girls who break into tears the moment they so much as are seen in their panties being used in front of all these people is usually enough and they can slink away with wet legs and sore bottoms, but for the proud ones like you, we let you watch your clothing disintegrate or rip before your eyes and then we'll drop you back to some random city in this cold shithole in your birthday suit so the people of your town can all see you and the denigration you've gone through when you stink of body fluids and sweat" she stated as she laughed then.

"But now its time for you to get a sneak peek of what that will be like" she stated as Serana felt the two knives tear into the leather straps of her dress as the noblemen and women before her were all cheering and whistling as Serana just stared at them all with hatred and disgust at their betrayal of their own country to these Thalmor thugs.

And to her surprise the leather straps of the dress were stubborn and difficult to cut as Elenwen seemed to struggle to tear through them as Serana glared at the Thalmor ambassador furiously rubbing the blade off the straps. "Is it really that hard elf?" she asked with disgust as the Thalmor glared at her and then seemed to give up on subtlety and instead whipped the daggers out from Seranas shoulders as instead of an elegant dress drop, Seranas yellow and green dress was tore straight down the middle as the two halves of it parted violently with a loud ripping noise to reveal to the nobles the thousand year old girls twenty year old body as Serana defensively brought her hands up to cover her breasts, her modesty and virginity long since taken, but her pride still reflexively shielding her hardened nipples from all the dignitaries and ambassadors gawking at her thin pale knobbly legs, her acceptable hip width slender abdomen and finally at her private areas, her two arms desperately hiding her erect nipples although slivers of her medium sized bosom were peeking out under her hands and at the sides.

But what Serana had not expected was the raucous laughter that almost began immediately as a noblewoman pointed to her pubic region immediately with a howl of amusement. "Look at that thing, it's like a forest" she stated as Serana realised they were talking about her pubic region as she couldn't understand what was wrong initially.

"Talk about a country bumpkin, does this girl even know what a razor is?" one noblewoman stated as the men were starting to laugh as well at her as Serana had expected lechery and lust from everyone, not this ridicule as she had been confident she was a perfect beauty only weeks before, but with her declining thigh size and toned body along with learning that most nords wanted big bosomed wide hipped blonde wenches now compared to when she had first been young and dark haired slim girls had been the most desirable female body. And now for some reason she was a laughing stock without the powers of a vampiric lord to make herself feel above ridicule or critique.

"Has this girl not been around Tamriel since the Septim empire?!" one of the noblewomen shrieked in amusement as she came over to Serana and looked at Elenwen who nodded at her and then to Serana's horror she watched as the woman reached out and then with a stinging sensation Serana felt her pubic hairs get tugged as the girl pulled back then and held one in her hand with a howl of amusement.

"Look how long it is! She mustn't have shaved in months... or ever!" she shrieked as a bunch of the other nobles all came towards Serana as she backed away then in mortification, having expected a lot of horrible tortuous things, but not for people to be plucking her nether hair like it was a museum exhibition as she desperately brought her hand down to cover her pubic region then with a panicked glare as she had been more scared and humiliated in her life, but never as mortified or genuinely panicked as she felt nobles finding pubes of hers sticking out at the sides or through her fingers and plucking at them before Elenwen suddenly called for a stop to what wasn't even describable as a gropefest, but just a weird and unnatural tug of war, with Seranas skin being one side and the nobles greedy fingers being the other on every little dark pube of hers they were trying to pluck as she fell down then with relief and a burning hot red face even as the rest of her body was turning blue from the cold and she had to curl up desperately to try and stay warm.

For even with the fire Serana had only just returned to being human and her resitance to cold was only recently lost, she having always been careful to only take her clothes off in warm daylight and never having taken off her undergarments at night as she sat hugging her legs and feeling her rock hard nipples poking against her knees as she was looking around with utter panic at the people all looking eagerly at her body and at the hand between her legs desperately covering her asshole before she suddenly felt two hands under each of her armpits and felt her arms be brought up despite her initial resistance as she looked up behind her at Elenwen who was smirking.

"You nords truly are barbaric people aren't you?" she stated as the noblewomen all shrieked in glee and the noblemen all winced as Serana realised what was being revealed, and it wasn't the obvious answer of her breasts which were there in their erect and bouncy glory to the nobles, but her armpits that were evoking the response from them as the noblewomen were on the verge of crying from laughter as they pointed at her.

"Look at her, its like she's a khajiit with that much armpit hair" one shrilly giggled as the others were all similarly amused. "It's like she's trying to be a man or something!" one of them stated as Serana just sat there in shock at this stage at how seemingly foolish she was right now to all these people representing modern skyrim and Tamriel, her naked body a source of amusement more than arousal right now for many of them as Elenwen let her arms down then as Serana covered her jugs and densely haired cunt then with panic as Elenwen glared at her.

"Do you think you are being funny wasting my valuable time girl?" she stated as she turned to two thalmor men. "Go fetch a razor, I'm not performing this with a dirty little girl like this" she stated as Serana was completely overwhelmed as Elenwen walked in front of her with contempt on her face.

"Turn around and kneel on your hands and feet girl" she stated as Serana was really wondering was it time she started to cast spells or did the dragonborn really need more time. But at the same time she had been taught to be submissive by her father and obey his will, and abandoned and locked away by her mother for centuries with the dragonborn being the first person she had met in centuries she truly trusted. But she hadn't earned his confessions of affection yet or committed to him, and unfortunately as much as she may have been a powerful former vampire, she was also a twenty year old girl with daddy and mommy issues and Elenwen there and then despite Seranas subconscious trying to remind her this elf was just a complete bitch, felt like her distant mother and her authoritarian father who Seranas unhealthy psyche was converting into the most sexually desirable being her confused and overwhelmed brain could conjure up.

And though the flushing of her face and wobbling of her unstable lower legs as well as tears she was not even aware she was forming would show how much she knew what she was doing was both degrading and morally wrong, she was so **** to not be a bad girl anymore and not be laughed at that she turned around as ordered and knelt on her hands and knees before the Thalmor who smirked and stood a foot from her.

"Good, now you've been a very rude young woman showing up in undergarments unfit for such an occasion and with your body looking like one of those filthy unshaven bosmers" she stated as she stuck out her foot. "So while we rectify the problem you've created, lean down arch your back and raise your ass as high as you can, then spread your legs and lick my boots until they are clean" she ordered as Serana could hear everyone behind her talking about whether her ass was too small or if other girls before her had better ones before they all cheered as she lowered her back down as far as she could go before she grimaced with regret filled submissiveness and all the guests below watched as her flower which had been covered in unnecessary levels of grass peeked its pinky insides out to greet them as she heard giggling and further shrill whistling and cheers at her exposed pussy and raised ass cheeks as Elenwens boot came to her mouth and the thalmor looked at her with a grin.

"Keep your eyes on me this whole time and remember you disrespect the aldmeri dominion if you refuse to do so" she stated as Serana tried to speak to confirm she understood but was silenced by the boot in her mouth as the thalmor frowned. "I didn't say to speak, so as a punishment bring your arms behind your back and pull those cheeks of your ass apart, let them see your most denigrating hole in all its disreputable glory" the thalmor stated as Serana timidly without complaint just weakly brought her hands up to her glutes and pulled on them, feeling the stretch around her asshole as the nobles all broke into laughter then which Serana could only feel mortification about, hearing them mock her even further even while she was licking the leather of Elenwen's boots with the eagerness of a puppy given a half finished bowl of stew, some twisted part of her soul wanting to be praised and do a good job even if 95% of her knew she was better than this.

"Look how hairy it is as well!" she heard the women of the room screaming with amusement as Serana had a full carpet blanketting her asshole that even more embarassingly didn't even join with the rest of her pubic hair, instead existing as a separate island from the rest of her cunt hair as she herself had never even realised she had it until then as for the first time she let out a little sob as she felt so humiliated, not by the act she was doing, but how apparently amusing her whole body was in this new version of Skyrim as to all these girls she apparently was the most amusing fool they had ever met for not controlling her body hair as Elenwen could see the tears in the nord girls eyes rolling down onto her leather that Seranas own tongue was running over, allowing her to taste the salt of her own denigrated crying as Elenwen bent down then and rubbed her hair with a smirk.

"That's what I like to see, the tears of submission and resignation to your situation. It's unbearable isn't it?" she mocked Serana as she looked at her with a smile. "But you're doing very well, you're one of the good girls aren't you who doesn't put up a fight once the clothes are off and the act begins because deep down you want it just like our informants want to work for us, don't you little nord girl?" Elenwen asked as that was when Serana uttered something she would regret for the rest of her life.