Monday, March 11, 2019

Skyrim Commission: The Servant of Thane


Having completed his mission, Dragonborn was granted the title of Thane which as he made his way to the exit of the hall he was in, it didn't take long for a brown harried female warrior to stand in his path. The woman who stood in his path did her best to smile as best as she could at the man that she would forever devote herself to.

"Dragonborn sir," she said with a respectful bow. "In honor of your new title I am here to forever serve you," she proclaimed while presenting herself in a decent way. "The Jarl has appointed me, Lydia Housecarl to serve you. It's an honor to be your servant my lord Dragonborn."

"Hrmmm," Dragonborn muttered rubbing his chin as he took in the woman's features, most of it obscured by the armor she wore. Though her willingness to serve was a resource he enjoyed though at the moment as he had questions. "I'm a Thane? What does that mean?" he asked curiously, not wishing to bother Jarl with such a tiny question.

"The Jarl has recognized you as a person of great importance in this land. A hero above all else. The title of Thane is an honor above all else, a gift for your service. Guards will know to look the other way, if you let them know who you are and anything can become yours," she explained sparking an inner interest.

"Anything?" he questioned as she nodded.

"All you wish within reason and below Jarl can be yours for what you have done to earn the title," she said as he merely nodded his head as he questioned her status.

"And... what does a housecarl do?" he questioned as she nodded her head.

"As my one and only Thane, I'm sworn to your service and will. I'll guard you, and all you own, with my life," she swore with great promise.

"So, you shall do as I command?" he questioned as she nodded her head.

"I will never wavier," she stated sternly as he nodded.

"Then heed my footsteps and follow my path," Dragonborn commanded as she nodded understanding as they exited the hall and made their way to his home where dark deeds await.

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"This is my home," he remarked as they soon entered his place, Lydia looking the place over with interest.

"A fitting home for my new Thane, I look forward to protecting this place," she said as Dragonborn soon closed the door and smirked at her.

"You shall do more than protect, for now you may start by removing your armor," he requested.

"M-My armor?" Lydia stammered. "How can I protect you without armor on?" she asked confused.

"You will not need armor for this task," he said walking up and pulling her sword from her.

"My sword! Please, I need it to defend you!"

"Oh, trust me, I have another sword which you will soon grasp," he said tossing it to the side which Lydia soon caught on.

"I am not here for your pleasure! I am here to defend-" Lydia began to object before she found herself overwhelmed by his mighty strength, she found her armor being peeled away like a banana peel and soon sent staggering backwards wearing nothing more than her white shirt and brown pants.

"You are here to obey me and that is what you shall do," Dragonborn stated firmly while now grasping some dirty looking rope.

"Gaaah...." Lydia groaned as she found herself at a crossroads. "I did not train, I did not endure all those years... for this!" she said eying the door and soon ran towards it. Before she could reach it however, she found a lasso tightening over her upper body, pinning her arms to her side as she was jerked backwards. "Gaaah!" she cried out as she fell to her knees, leaving her at Dragonborn's mercy.

"Your well tone body will serve you well tonight," Dragonborn promised her as he easily grasped her clothing, ripping it away with ease to fully reveal her nude body.

"N-No..." she groaned turning a rosy pink color as she squirmed within the rope lasso as she was soon pinned onto the floor, the rope led downward and used to tightly bind her wrists behind her back. After looping and cinching the rope off, it was led upward to fully bind her upper body before using a coil to bind her ankles despite her struggles. "Release me!"

"Do you wish to disobey your Thane?" Dragonborn asked amused as he pulled at the knots some making Lydia grunt from the tightening rope.

"I....." Lydia groaned once more conflicted before a very thick black cloth was wedged between her lips, the ends knotted behind her head. "Mrphfhfpm!" she groaned through the cloth gag, squirming within her bonds weakly as she looked up at her master with teary eyes.

"The day and fights have left me worn, I shall rest while you brace yourself," Dragonborn said soon walking away to rest before he began his late-night fun.

"Nrnrphrpm!" Lydia cried through her gag as she squirmed to get free, the rough rope digging into her rough skin as she flopped about. "Mphpm!" she cried out before soon seeing her sword laying on the ground. "Mmphpmmmm," she groaned as she slowly wormed her way over towards it, staring at it for a long moment before lining herself up perfectly with it and soon began to slowly unsheathe it. “Ngngn,” she groaned taking care to pull it out carefully.

Once she had it out enough, she began to slowly line the razor edge of the blade up to her bonds and ever so slowly began to cut into the rope threads. 

"Mgphgpm!" she grunted feeling like freedom would be hers soon enough but before she could get far the sword was wrenched from her grasp, soon realizing her master had returned from his rest.

"A mere few hours and you could not wait," he said as Lydia groaned, not realizing she took that long in attempting to get free. "I am overjoyed to know of your feistiness," he remarked soon dragging her towards a large bed and threw her onto it.

"Mphpm!" she cried out upon landing on it roughly as Dragonborn was soon naked himself, which he straddled over her helpless body.

"I shall enjoy you..." he stated happily while running his hands over her bound body.

"Nngngn!" she cried out while chewing heavily on her gag as she squirmed about as his rough hands ran over every inch of her body, running over her breasts and flicking her erecting nipples, running fingers over her wet pussy lips and up and down her sides till they ran happily through her hair. "Mphpmmmm," she groaned feeling like a doll in his grasp as he fondled her breasts, his rough fingers pressing into her mounds happily and pulling at her erect nipples with glee.

"You have a most wonderful body," he remarked as he played with her hair a bit more, making her moan out more till she finally had the cloth gag pulled from her lips which the damp cloth came to a rest around her neck.

"S-Stop, I am not meant for this..." she remarked before she was roughly jerked upward by her hair, her mouth now in line with his erect manhood which throbbed forward like a wavering blade.

"You will suck on this till I come, not one tooth or it shall be great pain for you," he promised as Lydia whimpered slightly before she had to forcefully take his cock into her mouth. The smell and taste of it was enough to make her sick but she began to run her tongue around it, sucking on it with all her might as Dragonborn began to moan happily. "Yes, like that," he muttered happily as she sucked on it more and more, taking it in as much as she could and bobbed her head to add further pleasure as she wrapped her tongue tightly around it.

"Mphpmmmmphpm!" she moaned on it as she began to feel it grow even thicker and finally throb to the point it filled her mouth with a thick white substance. "Gackck!" she cried out, as he kept pressing it in till she swallowed every drop. "Gaaaah!" she cried out coughing as he pulled back from her smirking and soon reapplied her gag.

"Good job," he said now turning her around and rubbed her ass between both of his hands. "Hehehe," he chuckled making a tight pressure between her ass and soon began to thrust into her.

"Mhhhhhhhhhrrrhmmh!" she cried out, her whole body jolting forward as he fucked her hard and rough. He thrust back and forward into her, their skin slapping together as the bed now rocked and creaked from their play.

"Yeeeeeeeaaaahhhhh!" he cried out happily and joyously as the bed jumped down as he thrust in and out of her ass happily, increasing the pleasure as much as possible and before long he came into her ass as well.

"Mmmmhhhhh!" Lydia cried out, feeling his cum now filling up her ass, leaving her to feel weird.

"I hope your pussy is just as tight," he hoped while flipping her around, cutting her ankle bindings just to spread her legs and groped her breasts a bit as he eyed her glistening pussy.

"Phmphrn, nrrrhm," she begged as her arms pulled wildly at her bonds, the ropes strained, and the bed creaked lightly but nothing she did stopped Dragonborn who now lined his throbbing cock up with her glistening pussy.

"Hehehe!" he chuckled soon plunging himself deep into her pussy, now making her a woman as some blood splattered out and began to thrust in and out.

"MMMHHMHMPH!" she cried out in pain before the pain turned into a heavenly pleasure as he thrust in and out, their skins once again slapping together in a pleasuring sound as the bed shook madly. "Mhphpm! Mphpm! Mhpm! Mmmmmhpm!!" Lydia cried out as her body twisted around his cock, every inch of her body feeling a jolting sensation from the fucking as Dragonborn smirked, enjoying himself as this felt as fun as hunting any game.

"A little more!" he groaned out thrusting more and more till finally they both orgasm together.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhhh!" he cried out over her loud gagged moans as Lydia laid limp on the bed, panting madly though Dragonborn showed his endurance as he began to thrust away more into her cum filled pussy.

"Mrhrpm?!" she cried out as he moaned out.

"I will not tire so easily!" he said grasping both her breasts, fondling her roughly while fucking her senseless.

"MMRMRRHRM!" Lydia screamed out as she would be fucked hard like this for the rest of the night till Dragonborn passed out from the numerous fuckings.

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Later that night, they both laid on the bed, Dragonborn easily passed out as Lydia laid there staring up at the ceiling as her once tight bonds clung loosely around her red mark limbs. A small smirk appearing on her face as she now knew her place.

"This is... my duty now," she said making peace with it as the rope that bound her fell away fully and soon hugged her new lover and master to be.

The end

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