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Bound	By : Hikari_Kitsune Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Skyrim Views: 11941 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Zarov trembled for what seemed like the sixth time that minute. Her body was too busy having an orgasm or tearing itself apart, and she wasn't sure which was which, and yet the spider kept up its robotic movements. She wasn't sure how long it had been, or how many thrusts she'd received, but it had to be in the thousands. Her orgasm count was unknown too, but it had gotten to the point that each one was barely known or shot lances of pain through her body.
Thankfully the sun had come out, so she knew it had to be morning, when finally the spider stopped. "Alright, let's see how you did," the same woman that had set it up the previous night said, grabbing and folding the Dwemer artifact. She looked at a few things on the bottom of the spider, before she grinned. "Nearly two hundred orgasms overnight. Zero sleeping. And the aphrodisiac is still running strong. Good."
Zarov laid there, breathing heavily as she enjoyed the fact that her pussy wasn't getting fucked this second. Her breasts were heaving with every intake, and she could feel the dried tears on her eyes. The woman must have noticed, as she rubbed away the salt. "Oh, you were crying last night. Good...means we're well on our way to breaking you," she said. "The first one of them is on his way here. I wish we hadn't cut out your throat...your screams will be such fun to hear. And if I'm right...your friends should be waking up soon."
Zarov's heart dropped. She could handle anything, but she knew her two followers couldn't. Hell, if she had to be honest with herself, she barely survived the previous night with her mind intact. The constant repetition, the orgasms, the drugs...it was all too much for her. She had survived most of Skyrim, had thought she had encountered the worst of the worst.
But she'd never encountered this. A group planning to not just shut her down, but break her entirely. Whoever it was behind it...she hoped they could fight Alduin by themselves. Because after this, she was going to live as a recluse for a long time, she'd decided. Away from everything, away from everyone...and if anyone came near her, she'd burn them to Oblivion.
Which was, unsurprisingly, exactly what she wanted to do as the Nord, the one who took her first yesterday, showed up in her sight. He grinned at her. "Good, I get to be the first to take you here, too," he said, his cock already erect and ready to hurt her. He barely tapped it against her pussy lips as she shuddered uncontrollably, her body recoiling from more stimulation.
He sneered, grabbing her hips and shoving himself deep into her pussy. "Ahh...still warm and slick. Perfect cocksock. Relax dragonborn...I'm not going to fuck your pussy. You'd like that much more," he said, drawing out, his eyes growing brighter as he saw the small specks of blood. "We really are tearing you up inside, aren't we?" he muttered, pushing her ankles back a bit further.
She gave a small whine as she forced herself to watch the man. Her body was crunched up already, there wasn't much further it could go without breaking something, and she wasn't sure how long she'd been in the same position. He reached down to his cock, watching her eyes as he moved it to just below her pussy...to the other hole she had.
Her body tensed as he shoved himself in, pain shooting through her entire body. He grabbed at her neck, forcing her eyes on his as he enjoyed the warmth of her ass, and her pain was tense and impossible to think through. "I thought it was a fluke you were a virgin before, but this is definitely the tightest ass I've ever been in," he said, his rank breath even worse than usual. He groped at her hips, slowly, carefully taking himself out before thrusting back in just as hard as before.
With every thrust, pain shot through her. If the pain in her pussy had been bad yesterday, this was splitting her in half. Her tail had long since fuzzed out, her backside screaming at her. And yet...with the drugs still affecting her, it was a sensation like she'd never felt before. A curious pleasure crawled up from her ass to her spine.
"It's a good thing we cleaned you yesterday while you were out!" the man whispered, his cock still pumping in and out of her ass. "You like it this way? You a horny ass slut or a pussy whore?" he asked, his hands wandering to her neck. He left them there, ready to choke her if he wanted to, and started to pound her ass harder.
For minutes he went, a curious flood of ecstasy crawling up to her. Now that her pussy wasn't being abused as much as it was the least night or previous day, she had a chance to center herself. And yet...the feeling from her backside, while it hurt a ton, it made her want more. More in her ass...more in her pussy...
He froze, burying himself in as deep as he could go, jamming himself in. She could feel every kick of his cock as it sent more cum inside her bowels. She couldn't feel the cum itself, thankfully because she had no doubt she would've come if she could. "Your ass is on the line today. But don't worry...we have a full day ahead of us. And we have another bandit band coming through today. Our peace offering today is letting them use you...and your friends," the man whispered, pulling out unkindly and suddenly.
It took only seconds for her ass to be filled again with another cock. She winced as her tight ring grasped deeply on it, trying to drag it deeper as the man attached to it grunted with pleasure. "Fuck, such a divine ass...too bad its ours, now. You would've made some man happy," he said.
For minutes he fucked Zarov's ass, before he, too, grunted and buried himself in as deep as he could. And just as the day before, another one came to take his place, keeping her ass plugged up and the cum flowing in. Her only silver lining was that she wasn't getting off on this the way she'd done yesterday. They were using her as a cocksock, and this time it felt like one. It hurt, but she could handle pain.
Just as the previous day had done, when the last one finished in her ass they got the mechanical spider out, but Zarov realized it was only about noon, based on the sun above her. "Hmm...shall we have it fuck your pussy while we fuck your ass, or have it fuck your ass while your whorish pussy gets sated?" The lead Nord said. Zarov guessed him to be the leader, at least.
He gave a quick glance to the still unconscious Aela and Lydia. "Or perhaps we should have some fun with them?" he asked. Zarov's mind turned red, and she struggled to move the tightly wound ropes. All she needed was one hand free, then she could heal her neck, Shout, and kill them all. One hand.
"Ho ho, she doesn't like that. Well, we'll keep that until their awake. Until then!" he said, quickly aligning himself with her still-wet pussy and driving in. Zarov winced, her pussy walls still sore from the previous hundreds of rapes. He moved in and out quickly, before he frowned at her. Her eyes were on him, exactly as he'd liked, and it made her wonder then why he felt differently. "She's not all that wet. I think that drugs wearing off. We got more?" he asked.
That would do it. "We only have enough for four more doses. And we don't know if she's building resistance to it," the woman said, holding up a tall vial, shoving it down Zarov's mouth. Immediately she felt the familiar heat building up in her loins, and the man gave a quiet sigh of pleasure as he felt her wetten around him.
"What are the other effects? We could just keep giving it to her. Or what happens if we pour all of it?" he asked, grinning as he looked into her eyes. He knew these answers, he was just doing it to scare her. And the scariest part was that it was working; and the fact she felt a budding orgasm start just from him being inside her.
"Taken in small doses? Nothing. What we've given to her? She'll always be a bit horny. If we give her all of it? Her mind's gone, replaced by the horny slut she is within," the woman said matter-of-factly. "At least all at once. Good luck there, Dragonborn," she finished.
Zarov came suddenly, her body overflowing with pleasure and ecstasy. And yet she was terrified now. They could control not only her body, but eventually her mind, as well. "Oh yeah, that's better...keep 'em coming, lass," the Nord said, grabbing her hips and plunging in deep, causing another spike of lust to creep through her mind.
It was almost one for one, now. Every time she felt them cum inside her, she came as well. And yet she could do nothing but lay there and hope and pray that they would stop. Cum flowed freely from between her legs, soaking the pedestal she was on and the floor below her, not just man-cum but her own juices as well. But unlike before, it never got fully painful. The ecstasy was eroding her mind, each one hitting her just as hard as her first.
If she could cry, she would. If she could moan, she would have. If she could scream, she would have. If she could Shout...there'd be nothing left of them. She had to hold onto that. Hold onto the thoughts of her revenge, of making them pay. Of making them hur-she came again, in the middle of her thoughts.
"Hur...where...what happened..." Zarov's ears perked up as she heard her love slowly wake up, as her heart fell. The man fucking her, an orc now, gave a hurtful grin as he buried himself deep inside, flooding her already flooded core.
"Oh, hello there. You woke up early. That's ok. You're in luck actually, most of us are tired from fucking your friend, so we ain't gonna go there for you...yet. On the other hand, we've got a show for you," the lead Nord said, walking up and slowly caressing Aela's head.
"Who...what did you do to me!? You faithless fucking coward!" Aela shouted and spat. The Nord responded by slapping at her breasts, a loud 'smack' echoing through the endless chamber. He waited only a second, before he slapped her boobs again.
"Quiet, meatbag. You'll get your turn. Everyone, head back. Kern, if you would?" the Nord commanded. The woman appeared in front of Zarov's eyes, complete with the modified dwemer spider. She made a few minor modifications, before letting the spider start its devious work, quietly but quickly fucking her pussy with one of its modified legs. It filled her to the brim, and she tensed up on it, hoping that would at least slow it down. "Can you do it with the other?" the Nord asked, smirking as he overlooked 'Kern's work.
"You're asking the simple," she said, smirking at Zarov as the color in her hand changed to a lighter blue from the dark purple it was earlier. The second leg started poking around her already full pussy, and suddenly Zarov got the idea that they were going to stuff her with both. She barely could survive one, to survive two for an entire night...her loins got wetter at the idea, while her heart fell. She may not survive with her sanity.
Then it plunged into her ass, and pain flooded into the kitsune's body. It beheaded the orgasm she'd been rapidly heading towards, only to throw her off its metaphorical cliff. Her body seized up, and it was only due to the cut in her throat that she didn't scream her pleasure and pain. "There we go. Now then, Companion...watch as your Shield-Sister loses her mind," the Nord said, laughing maniacally as he walked away.
Aela's shouts of hatred were barely heard to Zarov over the rumble of the dwemer sextoy in her pussy and ass. And with each few thrusts, she would cum, again and again. Each one was easier than the last, but as the minutes dragged on, Zarov realized she may not make it.
As if to prove her point, she came again on the fake dicks.
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Aela waited only a few seconds after they had left, leaving both Zarov and her in darkness except for the stars above and the sound of the spider working over Zarov's pussy and ass. The kitsune panted softly, the sounds silent as she felt her muscles tense from another orgasm.
"Zarov! Zarov, are you alright!?" Aela shouted. Zarov could see the woman attempting to get through the ropes by any means necessary. Biting, chewing, clawing, turning into a werewolf, anything she could do, and yet not one rope budged. She was trapped in the same position as Zarov was, ready for a fucking whenever their captives felt like it.
"Aela, calm yourself," Lydia's calm voice commandeered the room. Zarov's eyes widened; when had she woken up? The Nord hadn't said anything, and no other guys had attempted to surround her, which means she hadn't been raped. "My Thane will be alright. They've been at this on her for a long time, and she hasn't broken yet."
Zarov begged to disagree. She wanted to break, to just have the constant fucking stop. Her pussy was sore from overuse, and yet it still felt so damn good to keep going. There was something wrong with her head, and she knew it, but she both never wanted it to stop and wanted to stop it permanently. And her ass was starting to amplify the feelings in a way she had never thought of or known.
"Lydia! How long have you been awake! Why haven't you helped her already!" Aela said, her voice full of both worry and relief. Zarov looked away in shame as her wife watched her, the spider continuing it's dirty work.
"Not much I could have done. I woke up earlier this afternoon. They're using some lust potion on her, and I think they will on us, too. Now that they know we're awake. They stole all of my weapons and your weapons, too."
"Why hasn't she Shouted? Or the transformation!"
"They've thought of that. It's difficult to see, but they cut through her neck. She can't Shout right now, can't talk. Or make any sounds. I'm not so certain of the transformation either," Lydia explained. She gave a sad glance towards Zarov's way.
Now that there was actual conversation going on, the vixen could somewhat ignore the pummeling feelings from her core. She had to listen to the talking, to hear what they were going to do. She winced slightly as she came again, her pussy tightening down on the infiltrating dwemer spider. She lifted up her neck once she was done, showing off the deep seeming scar.
"No transformation, no weapons, no Shouting..." Aela said in wonder and in shame. She had been beaten, and Zarov knew she knew it. And if there was one thing her wife couldn't stand, it was losing. "We don't have much choice, do we?"
"I think we still do, but we need Zarov in better fighting shape. How far have you gotten?" Lydia asked in a knowing tone. Zarov blinked in surprise. What was she talking about?
"Just the first one. I know the words, but to understand the meaning...that's not something I can do so easily."
"I think that's all we need."
What had they been doing? Zarov came again, the rhythmic punishing of her pussy and ass pushing her over the edge again.
Aela took a deep breath, before she stared not at her, but at the spider between her legs. "Fus!" she Shouted, her voice a bare whisper compared to the massive Shout that Zarov could perform. But even as weak as it was, a bare minimum of force, it was enough to shove the spider off of her, not moving her opened legs at all.
Zarov breathed a sigh of relief as the spider continued to sit in the same place, mindlessly fucking two empty areas of open space. But...holy hells, when had Aela learnt how to do THAT!? She stared in amazement at her wife, now coughing up small drops of water. The moonshine leapt the color to life, and Zarov realized it wasn't water. Aela was coughing up blood.
"Good job, Aela," Lydia complimented. "Now at least she can get some rest. Rest, my Thane. I have a feeling things will be worse in the morning."
Aela stared at her. "I'd wanted to show you I can do it too, on our first anniversary. Not many people make it that long in Skyrim, living the lives that we do. I know the words from you saying them so much, and with the Greybeards teaching you how it works, I started to try. Lydia helped me. I'd wanted to be able to do the same thing to you that you did to me when we first met."
Zarov remembered that time. Aela had come at her with a warhammer, and it was with a quick Shout that the Companion had been flung out of Whiterun's walls. She'd forgotten why, but it was probably something stupid that she'd done. That was generally how her life was.
Zarov gave her a silent chuckle, before the dark despairing grasp of sleep took her.
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