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Mannimarco's Vengeance	By : Marian_Valois Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls Online Views: 5942 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Mannimarco took a step back and examined the wood elf's figure. For Altmer, some Bosmer looked like children, but this mistake could not me made with the one before him: though her waist was small, her breasts were distinctive and almost large, just about the size his high elven hands could cup. Medawen inspected the necromancer's face to know his intentions. She had always been good at evaluating facial expressions, but Mannimarco's face was a puzzle.
Then a sly smile emerged on it.
He took a few steps back, and Medawen saw he had left his staff leaning on the wall behind them. He took it in his hand and started channeling a spell through it. With a loud hum, two Dremoras appeared next to him, with swords readied. Medawen flinched.
With no apparent enemies to attack, the daedra sheathed their weapons, and seemed to notice the lightly dressed Bosmer woman on the bed. They both looked at her for some time, and then to their summoner.
Mannimarco then took one of Medawen's precious daggers from the dais, with the Dremoras' curious eyes following him. He appraised it in his hands. Put that down, she thought, opened her mouth to speak, but determined she was not in a position to give commands. Mannimarco approached Medawen, who stared at the blade with anxiety.
He placed the dagger between her breasts on the robe, and held it there for a while, watching Medawen thinning her breath to avoid the sharpness of the blade. The look in his eyes showed great pleasure of his nemesis' terror and submission.
Finally he moved the blade. He started cutting the fabric of her robe, splitting it in two. The spidersilk ripped with ease. When the blade reached the hem, Mannimarco opened the halves wide, baring the Bosmer's naked body for all to see. Blood rushed to her cheeks, and her face was blushed with anger and shame. But she didn't say a word. She wouldn't give him that pleasure.
Mannimarco stepped back again, ran his eyes on the smooth skin before him, the involuntarily hardened nipples and the soft reddish hair between her legs.
Mannimarco snapped his fingers, alerting the Dremoras.
”Servants”, he called. ”This day will be a day of reward for you. Today you will get to try out the flesh of a Bosmer, under my supervision. You do know what to do, I assume?”
One of the Dremoras was wearing a mage's robe instead of armor, and Medawen detected an impressive bulge in the robe, that could only be an erect Dremora organ. A cold sweat rose on her skin. She nad never even thought...
With a quick gesture of his hand, Mannimarco made the Dremoras drag a large draped chair in front of Medawen, and seated himself on it.
”You may do anything you want with her, with a few exceptions. You may not kill her. You may not severe limbs or in any other way maim her or mar her beauty.”
The Dremoras took an eager step towards her, and the one in plate started to remove its armor.
”Oh, and one more thing”, Mannimarco added. ”You may not penetrate her little womanly cave. That one is for me alone. Any other hole you find to your liking, you may use at your leisure.”
Medawen let out a shriek as the Dremoras practically jumped on her without hesitation, their rough fingers exploring her skin, scratching it.
One of them was already naked, and the one in robe ripped its own clothing in half, revealing a dark-skinned body with golden rune-like markings on it. The other one had blood red markings, and they swirled in Medawen's eyes as the two creatures explored her parts. One took a firm hold of her nipples and squeezed them so hard they felt like burning. Some tears rose to her eyes. She had been accustomed to pain a year ago, but she now realised her tolerance for it had diminished a great deal since her fighting days. She opened her mouth to scream, but the reaction was interrupted when the one with the red markings put a finger in her mouth. It tasted like sulphur.
”I think I can use this”, the Dremora said, with a disturbingly overwordly voice. The other Dremora was left to grasp air when the warrior one grabbed Medawen's chin and lifted her up. It pushed its fingers on her cheeks to force her lips apart, held her still, and rose to stick its cock in her mouth. The Dremora's organ looked alien, with its midnight black color and the faint glow of runes. It was longer than a humanoid one, and about the same girth, and it smelled peculiar, just like the fingers, with a human-like smell mixed with smoking stone and something unexplainable, familiar to Daedric plains.
She tried to pull her head back, but the creature's grip was infallible. It forced its cock deep in her mouth. The taste was shocking at first, just like the smell, and she tired to instinctively pull herself away, to no avail.
”Give her back!”, the other Dremora growled, and was about to attack the other.
”No fighting", Mannimarco snapped from his seat. "Or I will take your toy away from you. There is plenty of parts for both of you.”
The Dremoras obeyed. The one who had discovered her mouth started to rock its hips slowly, steadying a mild pumping movement. The taste of the Daedric cock started to grow on her, blurring her senses mildly.
”Well, girl, you do know how to suck a cock, don't you?”, she heard Mannimarco's voice from his throne. ”My Dremora are worth some more effort on your part.”
She shook her head quickly in disobedience. I fought and slaughtered hundreds of your kind in Coldharbour, I will not be forced to...
The dremora slapped her cheek with a hard-skinned hand.
”Suck it”, it said. She let out a yelp of frustration.
”Obey, little hero”, she heard the necromancer's amused voice again.
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