He leaves without a word

Rolling away from you he reaches out for the mailed skirt he had discarded earlier, scooping it up he quickly begins strapping it back into place around his hips, the fall of the armor hiding his well muscled legs . You notice that while he is re-donning his garb, he keeps one eye on your still prone form and the other is keeping a sharp watch on the sky, searching it for any hint of the winged beast you had seen earlier. You would not want to admit it but you had completely forgotten about the dragon while the human had been pounding you, and your eyes go instinctively to the sky half-expecting to see the beast hovering right over the pair of you.

 Thankfully the sky above you is still empty off everything but a few fluffy white clouds and the several columns of black smoke rising from the town, when you finally look away from the sky you see that the human who had just fucked you was gone. Glancing around you can see no sign off him, he could have gone down either way down the alley or through one of the holes in the walls into one of the buildings; there was no way to tell and the faint screams and occasional roars in the distance covered any sound from his receding footsteps.  

Angrily cursing all men and that one in particular under your breath you gingerly climb back to you feet, glancing around you spot your pants halfway through the gaping hole in the building beside you, hurrying over to them you snatch them up, take a few steps into the building and pull them on.  Now that you are clothed below the waist you can take stock of the flimsy shirt you wore. With the garment being ripped down the front from collar to waist it was nearly useless and the all you could do without needle and thread was to wrap the shirt tightly around the slopes of your breasts, the best that could be said your garment making skills was that at least the result did not leave ALL of your breasts visible, just most of them.

 You then turn your attention to the building you were in, a storeroom of some kind you surmise seeing the cupboards, the stacks of barrels and the heavy wooden crates filling most of the room.  After a moment of examination you discover that the crates are securely fastened and the tops of the barrels nailed down, they are beyond your capacity to open without tools of some kind. You do however find an iron bladed knife half hidden behind a barrel in the corner and in one of the cupboards a small glass bottle of weak healing potion, not enough to heal a serious wound but useful none the less

 Returning to the hole you cautiously look outside, studying the alleyway and looking up into the sky, searching for danger.  After a long moment and still seeing nothing you slip back out into the alleyway.  Picking a direction at random you head left down the alleyway and left down a wider street when you come to an intersection and, thus taking turns more or less at random you make your way out of the village of Helgen, upon arriving at the village outskirts you face north and begin walking, there was another village only a few hours walk if you remembered correctly.