The Toll

"Halt! The city gates are closed. You must pay the fine to enter," the guard said

"What's the fine?" Dovah asked.

The guard thought about it for a moment as he stared at Lydia. "How about her bra," the guard answered.

Lydia's jaw dropped. Dovah grinned. "You heard him, Lydia. Give him your bra."

Lydia's eyes widened. "Are you kidding? This is obviously a shakedown. I'm not giving him anything."

"Don't make me punish you again, Lydia," Dovah warned.

"If you don't pay the fine, I'm going to have to arrest you for trespassing. You'll be lucky if you get rags to wear," the guard said.

Lydia frowned but decided it was best to comply as she reluctantly took her bra off and handed it to the guard. "Here," Lydia said as she covered her breasts.

"Arms at your sides," Dovah ordered. "Or I'll tie them behind your back."

Lydia glared but complied as she walked into Riften with her arms at her side.