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Chapter
32: Tiram�s Trick
Alyssa stepped into the guildhall
at Vivec.� She was confused and hoping for some advice.� Stepping down the
stairs, she found herself face to face with Archmage Trebonius and� Erranil?�
Alyssa stood quietly, her heart pounding in her chest.
�Hmm, these are some serious
accusations�� Trebonius said, glancing through the report in front of him.
�Yes, well, it�s a serious
situation,� replied Erranil, �Somebody has to save the Guild before Edwinna
Elbert destroys it.� Her conduct is out of control.� And now she�s betraying us
to the Telvanni.�
�I�m beginning to wonder if the
Vvardenfell Mages Guild isn�t infiltrated completely by the Telvanni spies,�
mused Trebonius, �First Ranis Athrys� now Edwinna Elbert?� I would never have
suspected her.� But then, I didn�t expect Ranis either.� Let�s see now� I�ll
have to sit down for a while and look this over carefully with my advisor
before deciding on a course of action.�
�Oh thank you!� gushed Erranil,
reaching down to hug him.� Trebonius looked surprised.
�Yes, yes, well� Just doing my
job!� he replied happily, pocketing the scroll and walking off to the nearby
kitchen whistling an upbeat tune.� Alyssa froze.� This couldn�t be happening.�
If Edwinna lost her position�� She had to find Tiram.� Maybe there was
something he could do.� Surely he knew that Edwinna wasn�t a Telvanni spy.� She
was simply sympathetic to the House, same as him!� She turned, catching her
breath quickly to stifle a gasp.� Tiram was standing behind her.� She wondered
how long he had been there.
�Tiram!� she gasped, �I need your
help!�� He smiled coolly.
�Yes, my dear, and what can I do
for you today?� he asked.� Alyssa�s eyes burst with tears.� Tiram chuckled
softly.
�Tiram!� came a voice from
downstairs, �There you are!� I was looking all over for you!�� In a moment
Archmage Trebonius brushed past her, handing a scroll to Tiram.� He glanced at
Alyssa in surprise.
�Ah yes, um� hello there,� he said
to her, awkwardly turning his attention to Tiram.� Tiram smiled, crossing his
arms in amusement.
�Yes well, um� read this,� he
finally said, scratching his head at the sobbing young mage in front of him,
�We can, um� discuss it later I guess.�� Trebonius walked off, leaving Alyssa
alone with Tiram.� The scroll was now in his hands.� He opened it, an amused
look crossing his face.� He glanced down at Alyssa, who was still crying.
�I take it that this little
document is the source of your tears?� he inquired.� Alyssa bit her lips, still
crying.� Tiram chuckled softly.
�Very well.� I can discuss it with
you tonight, if you would like.� The usual room � I�ll book it ahead of time,�
he said.� Alyssa shook her head.
�Please� I don�t want anything to
happen.� Could we go now?� she asked.
�Ah, so you�re quite eager now, are
you?� he replied, running his eyes slowly over her body.� Her slender deep
crimson dress was held up by two small straps, one of which fell at her
shoulder.� He smiled.
�Very well, my dear.� Run along
downstairs and I�ll meet you in just a few moments,� he replied, sauntering
casually towards his quarters.� Alyssa watched him go, her head swimming with
emotion.� How did everything get so out of control?� She turned, ignoring the
other guildmemebers as she ran for the door.
~*~
�I see your sister appears to have
gotten herself into a bit of trouble.� Tsk tsk,� said Tiram, leaning back
against his chair to read over the scroll.� They were back in the rented room
under the Black Shalk Cornerclub.� Alyssa held her breath as a second Dunmer
entered the room, handing Tiram two goblets and several jugs of sujamma.� He
glanced back at Alyssa, his eyes running down her body lustfully.� He shot
Tiram a knowing smirk, then left the room, closing the door behind him.� Tiram
stood, still reading the scroll, and took a key from his pockets.� Quickly, he
locked the door, then returned to his seat.� Alyssa looked back at the door,
her heart racing.
�In matters like these, it is best
that we remain undisturbed,� Tiram replied, setting down the scroll and pouring
two glasses of sujamma.
�I�m� I�m not really thirsty, thank
you,� she said, feeling suddenly nervous.
�Nonsense.� Of course you are,� he
smiled.� He pushed the goblet in front of her.� She only stared at it, still
fighting back tears.
�Let�s see now� there are some
interesting accusations here�� Tiram replied, leaning back and looking over the
scroll as he took a sip of sujamma.� Alyssa gulped.
�They�re not true,� she replied.
�Ah, so your sister was not bedding
her alchemist then?� How disappointing,� replied Tiram, �Have a little sujamma,
it will help calm your nerves.�� Alyssa obeyed, picking up the glass and taking
a drink.� The initial bite always shocked her, and she cringed.� But soon
enough it melted into a more pleasing flavor.� She took another sip.
�Well, she was with Anarenen,�
replied Alyssa, her face flushing with embarrassment, �But they both claim that
he�s the one who started it.� And they aren�t together anymore.� He still has
his job.�
�Mmm.� I see� such things are
forbidden in the Imperial Mages Guild, for frivolous reasons like job security
and comfort level and such.� I don�t see any harm in it though.� Sounds like
they both had a good time and this Erranil woman is jealous,� he said
knowingly.� Alyssa nodded, feeling somewhat relieved.
�And you have already told me that
Edwinna is carnally involved with Baladas Demnevanni.� My my.� It seems your
sister does get around,� said Tiram with a smirk, �I approve wholeheartedly of
course.�� Alyssa felt suddenly too warm.� She took another swig of sujamma
quickly.� Tiram looked up, raising an eyebrow as he watched her drink, her
breathing becoming quicker.
�Very well then.� I think I
understand the situation.� What, precisely, would you like me to do about it?�
he asked.� Alyssa stared at him in confusion.
�Convince Trebonius that Edwinna is
not a Telvanni spy, of course!� she said.� Tiram chuckled.
�Well, Edwinna is certainly not a
Telvanni spy � you and I both know that,� he replied.� Alyssa nodded.
�However, the situation doesn�t
look good for her.� Trebonius is most� easily upset� when it comes to the
matter of security in his Guild.� And the accusations in the letter appear to
be based on fact.� I doubt Trebonius will be as lenient and understanding as I
am when it comes to matters of the flesh.� Foolish outlanders.� Unfortunately,
Trebonius is likely to take your sister�s little trysts � innocent as they were
� as evidence of collaborating with the enemy,� Tiram replied.
�But Baladas isn�t even on the
council!� said Alyssa.� Tiram chuckled.
�That doesn�t matter.� He�s still Telvanni,
through and through,� he replied, �Furthermore� so are you.� Regrettably, I
doubt that little piece of evidence will be lost on Trebonius.�� Alyssa�s eyes
widened.� She leaned forward, looking up at him pleadingly.
�Please!� You have to do something!�
Trebonius listens to you!� she insisted.� Tiram smiled, leaning back leisurely.
�And what�s in it for me, my dear?�
he asked.� Alyssa stared at him, clearly perplexed.� She sat back, taking
another sip of sujamma and contemplating his words.� It was starting to feel
very hot in the room once more.� She blinked, bringing her hand to her head.�
She felt very dizzy.
�I�m not� powerful or anything� I
don�t have any rank� I�m not wealthy� I could afford to buy you some sujamma
perhaps?� she offered.� Tiram laughed.
�I can afford sujamma myself.� No,
my dear, stop thinking of the cards you don�t possess and look at the ones in
your hand.� You�re not much of a gambler are you?� he asked.� She shook her
head.
�A pity,� he replied, �You can
learn much about life from playing cards.�� Alyssa only stared at him in
confusion.
�Please,� she begged, �If Edwinna
is expelled from the Guild then we�ll both lose everything.� I�ve already lost
my parents� and� and I�ve had nothing but terrible luck ever since I arrived on
this dreadful island.�� She burst into tears.� Tiram sighed.
�That�s because you don�t know how
to get ahead around here.� Always look out for yourself.� Don�t rely on anyone
else to do it for you.� And when you want something, remember that you have
plenty to barter with.� You are young, beautiful, and exotic� with those cards
in your hand you can get most anywhere you want in life,� he replied.� Alyssa
looked up at him in confusion.
�Come now.� I don�t believe that
you�re that na�ve.� It�s an act you put on to protect yourself, isn�t it?�
You�re used to getting things for free.� It doesn�t work like that around
here.� The sooner you recognize that, the better.� Come now, you know I�m
telling you the truth,� Tiram replied coolly.� He leaned in closer, taking a
lock of her hair and running it through his fingers.
�I�m too old for these games, my
dear Alyssa.� I see how you dress.� I see how you react to the men around you.
You don�t think they�ll notice, but they do.� You know perfectly well what you
are doing.� You�re not so innocent, now are you?� he told her.� Her eyes
widened and she pulled away.
�You can�t be serious,� she
whispered.� Tiram smiled, leaning in closer.
�Can�t I?� You want something from
me, now don�t you?� I could get into a lot of trouble by downplaying the facts
� after all, you�ve admitted to me that everything in this document is true,�
he said coldly, �So� you want my help, but what are you willing to do for me,
my dear Alyssa?�� She stood, backing away.� He merely smiled at her, his red
eyes fixed on her delicate form.� She turned, grabbing the door handle.� But it
was locked.� She looked back at Tiram in horror.
�You wouldn�t!� she gasped.� He
laughed.
�I won�t force you, my dear.� It
isn�t my style.� Sit down.� Have a few more drinks and think about it.� It�s
about time a pretty little thing like you learned where your advantages lie.�
I�m doing you a favor, really,� he said with a smirk.�� Alyssa blinked, her
head spinning.� She tried to take a step back, nearly falling onto the chair in
front of her.� Tiram stood, taking her by the arm and helping her to her seat.�
She looked down, her face flushed with embarrassment.
�I� I can�t,� she whispered
finally.
�Can�t you?� You�re halfway out of
your gown already,� he replied.
�I�m seeing someone,� she finally
said.
�I�m only borrowing you for a short
while,� he told her, �You may even learn a thing or two.�
�He�s� he�s the only person I�ve
ever been with,� she confessed.� Tiram smiled.
�Well then.� You are missing out on
what this island has to offer,� he said.
�But what about� aren�t there Guild
rules against this sort of thing?� she asked.
�Not against you and I.� I am not
directly responsible for you,� he said, �We�re just� how should I say... close
friends?� And we�re about to become� even closer.�� Suddenly Alyssa burst into
tears.
�I don�t have any choice, do I?�
she asked.� Tiram smiled.
�Of course you do.� I�m not holding
a knife to your throat.� You always have a choice in such matters.� But if you
want me to intervene on your sister�s behalf� well� you should be willing to
make it worth my while,� he replied, �And in your case, sex is clearly your
biggest bargaining chip.�� Alyssa only stared.
�I can�t do this,� she whispered.
�Who are you trying to convince, me
or you?� he asked.� She glared, picking up her glass of sujamma defiantly.� In
an instant, she tipped back her head and downed the rest of the glass.� Tiram
laughed softly, reaching down to pour her another.� She cringed, picking up the
second glass and taking a big gulp.
�There you go.� See?� It isn�t
nearly as hard as you think.� Now, my dear� let�s see what you have to offer,�
he told her, leaning back leisurely in his chair.� Alyssa stared at him.� Her
vision was playing tricks on her.� What color was his robe?� Burgundy?� Green?�
Both?� She blinked.� He was still watching her intently.� She reached behind
her dress, loosening the ties.� She let her gown drop to her waist, feeling her
face flush crimson.� She looked away, closing her eyes to keep from crying.
�Ah!� Lovely.� Simply lovely, my
dear.� Now take off the rest of your clothes, stand up, and turn around slowly
so I can get a good look at you.� You can leave the jewelry � I rather like
it,� he told her.� She glared, taking another swig of sujamma.� She stood
quickly, catching the table to balance herself as her dress fell from her
waist.� She slipped off her shoes.� Tiram appeared pleased, reaching down to
pick up his sujamma and sipping it slowly.
�Your form is delicious, my
darling.� I could gaze upon you forever.� Now turn around slowly.� Careful!�
Try not to injure yourself in the process,� he said.� Alyssa obeyed silently,
her body trembling uncontrollably.� She nearly fell, but kept hold of the table
for support.� She felt exposed, humiliated.� Her body was burning with shame.
�Mmm, you are truly beautiful, my
dear.� Now come here and sit on my lap,� he told her.� She stared at him,
gripping the table silently as tears filled her eyes.
�Please don�t make me,� she finally
whispered.
�Nonsense.� No one is making you do
anything.� You�ve done splendidly so far.� Now come over here, my dear.� Since
it�s your first time doing this, I promise I�ll be gentle,� he said, reaching
up to run his hand through his long black hair as he leaned against the side of
the chair.� She cried, looking away.� Finally she took a few steps forward,
nearly collapsing when she reached Tiram�s chair.� He caught her waist and
pulled her up.� She fell against him and he pulled her into his arms.
�There now.� Mmm, you�re as soft
and supple as you are beautiful.� A rare find, indeed.� I only wish I had the
opportunity to enjoy you more often,� he said with a smile, running his hands
over her body slowly and tenderly.� The hard rings he wore were cold against
her skin and she shivered.
She caught the faint scent of
something familiar.� Suddenly she felt her body relax as she dropped her
resistance.� It made her think of the twin moons over the ashlands at dusk� and
of� Baladas� Velothi tower?� It was the same scent as the blanket he had given
her when she stayed over.� What was it?� It was so familiar, so� primal.� She
gasped, falling back into Tiram�s arms as he gently caressed her breasts and
thighs.� She must have had too much to drink.� Her body felt as though it were
on fire.� She closed her eyes, finding her mind drifting off to far off lands.�
Something about that fragrance made her think of mushroom towers.� Aryon�s
tower� did it have this scent too?� No, it had that musky aroma that all fungal
towers seemed to share.� Ah, no, it wasn�t the towers� it was the people.� She
sighed.� It was divine, whatever it was.� She wondered if the Telvanni masters
ever brought women up to their towers.� Well, not Neloth and Gothren � she
didn�t want to think about them.� But Aryon� well�
�You are delicious, my dear,� Tiram
whispered, dipping his fingers between her thighs.� She startled, suddenly
gasping.� Her gasp became a moan as he moved his fingers inside of her.� What
was happening?� Her mind was spinning.� She realized that she was already wet.�
How could her body respond like this?� Suddenly she was deeply embarrassed.�
Tiram was right.� It was much easier than she thought it would be.� But she
didn�t want it to be.� She turned her head, her breathing becoming heavier as
he continued to stimulate her.� Her breath became soft moans and she squirmed
in his arms.� She could feel his arousal under his robes.� Why her?� Why this?
�After all that fuss, you�re even
easier to stimulate than most of the Dunmer girls I�ve known,� he remarked,
�It�s wonderfully invigorating.� With just a little practice you�ll have the
entire island fawning over you.�� Alyssa gasped.
�I don�t� Mmm� I don�t want that��
she sighed.� Tiram laughed.
�Of course you do.� You�re a young
woman who wants to get ahead in life.� Now that you�ve gotten me all hot and
bothered, what do you plan to do about it?� he asked.� Alyssa blinked.� She
assumed he would take control.� He picked her up, turning her to face him and
signaling that she should drop to her knees at his feet.� He loosened the ties
of his robe, letting it fall open before her.� For some reason, Alyssa was
mildly surprised that his organs were the same dark color as the rest of his
flesh.� She shook her head.� It was a foolish thought.� Of course they would be
the dark like the rest of his skin.� She glanced up at him, clearly puzzled.�
He sighed, bringing his hand to his forehead.
�Don�t tell me you expect to
advance to the rank of Mouth in Great House Telvanni without knowing how to use
your own,� he said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.� She looked back at his
exposed body, still confused.
�I� I don�t know how,� she finally
confessed.� Tiram laughed.
�Something else I�ll have to teach
you then,� he replied.� Alyssa glared at him.
�Have you ever sucked on a stalk of
marshmerrow?� It�s the same principle.� Enthusiasm is more important than
technique.� I�ll give you more instruction once you�ve gotten the general feel
for it,� he explained.� Alyssa cringed.� Malcus had never asked her to do such
a thing.� Her face flushed with embarrassment.� He was going to be furious with
her when he found out.� She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.� She had
already come this far.
She took him in her hand, bringing
her lips over the tip.� Slowly she brought her mouth over him, sucking gently.�
She looked up questioningly.� She had no idea if she was doing this right.
�Use your hands as an extension of
your mouth,� he advised.� She brought up her hands, bringing them up and down
along the shaft cautiously as she sucked and licked.� Her heart was pounding in
her chest.� She felt her actions had never been so vulgar.� She was completely
humiliated.
�Ah, you�re doing fine,� Tiram told
her reassuringly, �You�ve nearly gotten it down already.� Just take it up a
notch and use your free hand to stimulate other areas.�� Alyssa obeyed, still
feeling slightly foolish and confused.� How long was he going to make her do
this?� She sped up, finding a natural rhythm as her hands and mouth adjusted to
their various tasks.� Once again it was easier than she imagined, but she hated
it nonetheless.
�Perfect,� he breathed, gripping
onto the sides of his chair as a soft moan escaped Alyssa�s lips and vibrated
against his body, �I would hardly believe you if you told me this was your
first time with such matters.� Mmm, you�ll have to come up now or I won�t be
able to enjoy your charms much longer.�� Alyssa stopped and he pulled her to
her feet, standing up before her.
�Do you have a preference?� he
asked her.� She stared, wide-eyed.
�I� don�t know what you mean�� she
gasped, feeling her fear return.
�For positions, my dear.� I tend to
enjoy them all,� he replied.� Alyssa only stared.
�You�re wet and pliant already.� I
shan�t hurt you.� Unless you are into that sort of thing?� he asked.� Alyssa
gasped, turning her head as she fought back tears.� He caught her by the arms,
bringing her in close to his chest.� She caught the scent of that strange aroma
again.� It soothed her, bringing her back� somewhere�� She sighed.
�There now.� It isn�t so bad, is
it?� You�re doing remarkably well.� With just a few less tears, and a few more
alluring glances, you could probably convince me to overthrow Trebonius and put
you in charge of the entire Guild,� he said with a grin, �One of the tricks to
seduction is to convince the person you are with that you only have eyes for
them, even if it isn�t true.� But I am too old for that sort of foolishness,
and I already know you don�t feel that way, so I am content without the
illusion.� But it�s a little trick you should probably learn someday.�� Alyssa
nodded, trying to swallow her tears.
�Now, my suggestion is that you go
over to the bed, get on your hands and knees, and offer yourself to me that
way.� It will spare you from looking at me during the process, so you are free
to let your mind wander wherever it may take you.� But few will ever resist the
position, because it affords a delicious view of all of your charms.� Face to
face positions always seem more� intimate.� Would that work for you?�� Alyssa
swallowed hard.� She had wanted to be faithful to Malcus, but now�� She didn�t
see how it would matter.� He would likely be furious with her regardless of
what she did.
Alyssa fell against the bed,
climbing on top of it as Tiram suggested.� She arched her back and held her
breath as she felt his hands along her hips, the cold rings moving against her
thighs, spreading her.� She began to tremble.� Why was she still here?� Why was
she doing this?� She could feel his tip against her opening and she cried out
when she felt him slide into her body.� Tears filled her eyes and she began to
weep silently, her breathing becoming more rapid as a moan escaped her lips
against her will.
�Ah� you are every bit as delicious
as I imagined you would be, my dear Alyssa,� Tiram whispered.� Alyssa was
unable to stop her body from shaking, vibrating against him as her moans became
louder.
What was she going to tell Malcus?�
What was she going to tell anyone?� Why did Edwinna have to get herself into
this mess?� What would happen if she didn�t help her and Edwinna lost her job?�
Why Tiram?� She had thought she liked him well enough, but never in that
manner� and now� she was going to have a terrible time looking him in the eye
again.� Who was going to give her advice on Great House Telvanni now?�
Baladas?� She wouldn�t be in this mess if Edwinna hadn�t been so enamored of
him.� Not that he was bad looking.� He had sort of a dark angelic look about
him, really� almost otherworldly in a way.� She wondered how he was in bed.� I
mean, if he was good enough to make Edwinna forget her own Guild� and she
already had Anarenen waiting for her besides.� Anarenen wasn�t bad looking
either.� She wondered what it was that Baladas had that Anarenen didn�t.� Was
it just the Dwemer research?� Anarenen was much taller, and he was a lot nicer too.�
Baladas just didn�t make any sense most of the time.� She supposed he had been
living alone too long.� He must have forgotten how to interact with people.�
But still, she knew he meant well.� He was interesting.� She could see why
Edwinna liked him. �There was something about him�� And he kept that huge bed
up in his chambers too.� She wondered if Edwinna had been his first female
guest.� She hadn�t seen a bed in Aryon�s chambers.� Perhaps he slept
elsewhere.� She wondered where.� What did his bedroom look like?� Hmm�� What
was it about the Telvanni that made her heart race?� She moaned, throwing her
head back as pleasure washed over her body.� It wasn�t so bad, really.� At
least Tiram seemed to know what he was doing.� She caught her breath.� Why was she
thinking such things?� She didn�t choose to be here, after all.� But yet� she
could have left�� She moaned again, her mind awash with conflicting thoughts
and emotions.
Finally he gripped harder and held
her tight, releasing into her yielding body.� He withdrew, taking her in his
arms and laying her out on the bed.
�There now, see?� It wasn�t nearly
as hard as you thought it was going to be, now was it?� he asked.� Alyssa
turned her head, not wanting to look at him.� She didn�t want to admit that he
was right.� Tiram laughed.
�And now, you can rest well assured
that your sister�s reputation and job position are quite safe.� You�ve
convinced me quite thoroughly, my dear,� he said knowingly, picking up his
robes and slipping them on over his head.
�Would you like me to walk you out,
or would you prefer to rest here for a while?� I�ve purchased the room for the
night, so you are free to use it as you see fit,� he said.� Alyssa was unable
to stop herself from crying.� Her sobs were audible now.� Tiram ran his fingers
softly along her body, tossing her gown on the bed next to her.� She felt�
well� she felt like a common whore.� She half expected Tiram to throw some
coins at her feet.� Instead he reached down and kissed her forehead.
�You�ll be alright, my dear,� he
assured her.� She turned away from him.� He laughed, shaking his head in
amusement as he unlocked the door to the room and slipped outside quietly.� Now
Alyssa was alone.� She sat, trying to catch her breath.� She grabbed a corner
of the bedspread, trying to wipe the fluid from between her legs.� Sill crying
silently, she slipped the gown over her head.� She tried to calm herself and
create an aura of indifference.� She still had some dignity left, after all.�
She glanced in a mirror, trying to sooth her hair.� It was a mess, but she did
the best she could.
Alyssa crept towards the door,
peering out the door of the room.� She closed it quickly when she spied a young
Dunmer walking the hallways.� She couldn�t leave now.� They would see her.�
They would know why she was there and what she had done.� She closed her eyes.�
Perhaps she should return to Ald�ruhn.� Taking a deep breath, she cast the
spell that would bring her back to the ashlands.� She had a few choice words to
share with Edwinna.
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