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Myushk the Dragonborn
BY : fantaslut
Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Skyrim
Dragon prints: 801Disclaimer: I do not own Skyrim or the Elder Scrolls, and I make no money from this work.
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The picturesque town of White run was in an uproar; dragons had been seen! The scene at the bannered mare reflected this situation as merchants, citizens, and mercenaries all discussed the portent of this latest intelligence. A large, scarred orc drinking sullenly in the most secluded corner of the bar sneered derisively at all of the participants in the latest gossip. He had been there; the nightmares of Helgen had not been assuaged by the miracle of the discovery that he was he dragon born. He certainly felt stronger than he ever had before, his muscles seemed to tear at his skin, marred by obscenely jutting veins over the peaks of muscles all over his body. But this new found strength did not help in the face of live dragons. On his journey to Whiterun he had seen no more dragons against which he could test his mettle, but the first had nearly been the end of him. So he sat in his darkened corner and drank his ale, quietly scorning the common folk who discussed something they knew nothing of.
The mercenaries that had been travelling with the orc for the past several days all called him Myushk, a shortening of his true, jaw-breaking orcish name. Though they had travelled and worked and pillaged for several weeks in the same company, Myushk had made no allies. He thought this company beneath him, as were most creatures. As he thought about this he ran his hands over his newly chipped tusk and scarred face, the rewards of their last raid on a khajit trading camp. His lips drew back into a frightening grimace that was supposed to be a smile as he remembered their success.
The six mercenaries including himself had spied the camp being set just at dusk the previous day. There had been seven Khajit, five males and two females. Two of the males had been surreptitiously guarding a tent housing two ornate chests that had turned out to be housing a wealth of jewels and weapons; those two had been the first to die, falling in secret to the expert malice of the wood elf who slit their throats. Myushk's job had been to lead the charge on the two males who tended the horses while the rest of his companions captured the other khajit. It was a fierce fight and the horses were distrubed, a kick from one causing the chipping of his tusk.
In all it had happened very quickly and Myushk joined his fellows around the Khajit fire very soon wiping the blood off his blade as he did so. Their leader, a Redguard man whose name was known only as Shadow, was inspecting the only three Khajit who remained alive. The two females were hissing at everyone as their arms were pulled behind them roughly to restrain them for inspection. Shadow eyed them appreciatively. Clearly he was allowed first turn with each of them. Myushk grinned his awful grimace as he remembered the purely animal shrieks that came from the two female Khajit as they were used over and over again by all six of the mercenaries. The male Khajit had been killed out of hand very early on for his protests when Shadow had penetrated the first female Khajit in front of the whole band. After that minor disturbance, the females were pliable enough, only offering minimal resistance each time a new cock invaded their pussies. By the time it was Myushk's turn for the lighter brown female, her pussy was gaping and dripping the cum loads of two men down her thighs. They had both been put onto all fours like the beasts they were and fucked from behind. Myushk embellished the position by making use of his grotesquely long arms to push the face of his khajit into the ground as he buried his cock in her hole. The remembered sounds of her gagging and moans as he pounded into her were causing him to become slightly aroused again. By sunrise, all the men were sated and the female khajit were too stiff and sore to move. The mercenaries had left the females lying in the wilderness naked and covered with cum.
Myushk took a look around the room of the bannered mare and his eyes lighted on a dusky beautiful redguard slut whose perky tits were pushed as far up as a corset could make them go causing her deep brown nipples to strain against the sheer cloth she claimed was a tunic. As he watched her walk around the room he realized she was a serving wench and he began his plans for conquering her. After a while she made her way to him and asked if he was hungry.
"I am hungry. I want to eat that juicy pussy I know you're hiding under that slip of a skirt," he replied eyeing her thighs hungrily. The wench blanched in the face of his blatant lechery.
"That - Ugh! how could you even say such things to a human you foul creature!" she huffed, offended to have been lusted after by what she considered to be an animal. She walked away with out saying anything more. Myushk shook with rage and vowed he would have that woman.
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Three days later found Myushk still haunting Whiterun though his mercenary band had moved on. He had taken to watching the redguard slut as she went about her business, trailing her every move. This last night his vigilance had been rewarded. He had crept into her rooms when she was not there and hidden in her wardrobe with every intention of taking advantage of her as soon as possible. Instead, when at last she returned to her rooms, she had led in a man who proceeded to fuck her for quite some time before leaving a bag of money on her desk and leaving. The whole time the man had been grunting and heaving atop her she had been directly at the wardrobe. Of course, she had no way of seeing Myushk inside but the near eye contact had sent him over the edge as he jacked off to the sounds and sights of her getting fucked clearly unwillingly. He would have come out then to finish the job but he prematurely released his load inside the wardrobe.
His desire for her grew. One day he was questioned by some men if he had seen the redguard woman who was so obviously the focus of his desire. Seeing his opening, he immediately confronted the woman whom he had not spoken to since her first rebuff of him. He cornered her in the back room of the inn by the fire pits.
"Well well well my sweet, I have been waiting for this moment for a long while" he drawled, grinning as he stared at her voluptous tits swaying as she bent to stoke the fire. The woman looked up in surprise that turned to disgust when her eyes alighted on his hideous frame.
"What do you want, orc?" she snapped viciously.
"Oh a thing or two, I'll tell ya. Did you know there are a couple of Alik'r soldiers looking for a lady like you? Might be they's willing to pay me for word of you, don't you think?" he drawled as he leaned against a tall cabinet continuing to stare at her. His words had definitely had an effect on the woman's disposition. She jerked upright and stared at Myushk in horror.
"H-how do you ... What do ... " the woman stuttered as she tried to understand. "Perhaps you had better ..." here her face contorted into disgust, "follow me." she said peremptorily as she straightened her jaw stubbornly and led him to her room. Once there the orc wasted no time stripping off his clothing.
"What are you doing?!" the woman exclaimed in horror.
"Well? Do you want me to turn you into the Alik'r or are you going to spread those legs for me and let me have a piece of that juicy cunt you sell to every other man that comes through here?"
The woman's face turned red with rage. "I do not sell my cunt!" she argued. "And I certainly wouldn't sell it to a beast!" she yelled before catching her breath and attempting to normalize her voice. "My name is Saadia and I am a political refugee. Those men asking after me are bad men, I have done nothing wrong!" she exclaimed, sure that the rightness of her cause would break all barriers. Myushk grinned.
"I don't give two fucks what you did or didn't do, slut. I know you service all manner of men up here, hell I've even watched you split your pussy against a couple of cocks for a handful of coins. Gods know I don't judge a proper whore, we all need em but I've been noticin you don't take any orc, khajit, or argonian cocks in that fine slit of yours and I'm starting to think you got a real prejudice."
Saadia's eyes widened as Myushk started pulling the strings of his loincloth and walked towards her. "No! Please! I can pay you whatever you want you don't have to do this!" she protested as she backed away wrapping her arms protectively around her very prominent chest. The orc in front of her was a good foot and a half taller that her and twice as broad. As he walked towards her she felt completely dwarfed and disgusted by his huge green skinned body covered in scars and thick veins. Her eyes dropped down to his loincloth which was almost untied and saw that it stuck out parallel to the ground over the orc's enlarging erection.
"Get away or I'll scream for the body guard!" she whispered hoarsely, almost unable to communicate over the panic that was rising in the back of her throat and causing her to start crying at the pure disgust of being touched by this loathsome creature.
"Oh will you? You do that and I'll give you up to the Alik'r before the guards even know what happened. No, you just be a good little slut and maybe we won't have to slit your throat at the end of all this, hm?"
Her deep seated revulsion against all non-humans was more powerful than her grasp on the reality of the situation. "You will never violate me!" she spat at him stubbornly, hugging hersself more firmly as if to protect hersel. The orc laughed and in one swift maneuver had both of her arms pinned above her head as he savagely buried his snout against her neck, snorting in the smell of her fear and revulsion. He moved his head down to her cleavage and buried his face between her two gloriously plump breasts. Letting go of her arms he ripped her tunic so that her tits hung obscenely out over the top of her corset. Before she could cry out or retaliate he flipped her over the edge of the bed pushing her face into the matress so she could not scream. His other arm grabbed her wrists and held the tiny things in one hand easily.
"I'm going to let you take a breath now if you promise not to scream" he said as he released her head. Saadia took a huge gulp of air that was part sob before she tried to scream. The orc immediately pressed her face into the straw matress again while he used her ripped tunic to tie her wrists together and above to the headboard. Unconcerned with her breathing, the orc began to inspect his conquest by flipping her skirts up over her head. She squeezed her thighs together tightly as if to keep him from discovering her treasures. He cackled as his long pointed finger encountered her resistance to his probing in search of her succulent cavern. He used his knees to force her thighs apart exposing a bright pink flower of glistening skin devoid of all hair. The nakedness of her skin was so lewd and unnatural that he felt his lusts more excited.He allowed her head up for a moment but pushed it back down immediately after she had taken a huge breath. With her face back down in the straw he rubbed his leathery fingers roughly across her opening before shoving one finger in. Saadia started to buck and her muffled screams aroused the orc even more. He started to pound his finger in and out of her trying to get her juices flowing but to no avail.
"What's wrong with your cunt lady?" he asked in serious confusion as he let her head raise up. Her entire face was wet with tears and red from struggle.
"What's wrong with me is that there is an animal trying to violate me!" she sobbed derisively as she struggled in vain.
The orc grunted and shoved another finger inside her continuing a steady rythym as Saadia sobbed and moaned. "Well if you can't get wet that's your problem, not mine i guess" he shrugged and climbed onto the bed with her. Saadia screamed as loud as she could with a mouth full of bedding as she realized he was going to mount her. The orc positioned himself behind her ass and pulled her hips up until her slit was even with his pounding 10 inch cock. Saadia was bracing herself for the dry tearing she knew must accompany this violation when she heard a disgusting sound. The orc had hawked all his spit onto Saadia's upturned ass. He rubbed the thick slimy liquid down across her asshole to her pussy and massaged it into her hole with his leathery fingers until it glistened. Myushk smiled contentedly as he pulled her hips so that the head of his cock just barely breached her tiny little opening. He popped just the head inside her and she screamed like she had been beaten.
"Shut up slut!" he growled as he backhanded her exposed cheek. "That was just the head! we have much more to accomplish tonight" he told her. She started to mumble something so he put a pillow across her face before he yanked her hips violently with no warning so that her pussy swallowed his monster cock in one vicious thrust. Saadia let out a keening wail that would not stop and Myushk sighed in consternation. "If you can't be quiet I will knock you out you fucking whore" he threatened. Saadia's keening wails continued as he thrust in and out of her barely moistend hole until he had finally had enough.
He pulled his throbbing cock from her pussy trailing his distinctively green coloured precum from her snatch to the hole of his cock as he did so. He turned Saadia over and she immediately began blubbering and attempting to cover herself. She started to beg him to be done and he knocked her out cold. Saadia crumbled into a heap on the floor. The orc sighed happily as he picked her up and laid her back out on the bed. Now he could continue to fuck the life out of this redguard slut without all the noise. When he was finished for the second time Saadia was fully naked and covered in dried and sticky cum from her nipples to her dripping cunt. Myushk gazed on her fondly before he bound her hands and ankles, covered her in a cloak and took her to the whiterun stables to turn the slut into the authorities. He was the dragonborn, afterall, with responsibilites to the nation.
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