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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 was awoken by a loud smack at her pussy, causing pain to shoot through her body. Her eyes opened suddenly, and her arms tensed as if to grab at the sword that usually sat on her hips...unless it was right now, at which point she was still tied up and naked. And still had the frozen dildo inside of her made of wolf cum.
Durten stared at her, barely giving her a moment to catch her breath before he pulled the ice out of her suddenly, the cold not having numbed her overly sensitive pussy at all. It had small spikes on it, leftovers from the freezing process, and Zarov could see small droplets of her blood on it.
He grabbed at her throat, forcing her to open her mouth to breathe as he stuck the wolf cum iced bloody dildo down into her mouth. She tasted her blood, and the chill hurt her tongue. He didn't seem to care, and shoved it as far down her throat as it could go, not caring if she started gagging. The frozen cumsicle slowly melted, and she tried to ignore the pungent mix of tastes. Blood was one thing, she'd certainly known her more than fair share of her own, but mixed with pussy juice, and wolf cum? Bit much, that.
"Make sure it never leaves her throat," Durten ordered two other men around her, before he grabbed her legs and thrust quickly into her ass. She winced as her sore ass was split open again, having been nearly a day since it last was fucked. "To be honest, I was thinking of fucking your pussy, but not sure I want to considering what I have planned," he grinned, fucking her ass faster.
The drugs were still affecting her, she knew, because not only was she starting to feel good about getting fucked which didn't help her already fragile state of mind, but she was starting to get into it. She gave a quick look at Lydia and Aela, both of whom were fortunately not getting fucked, but instead were staring up at her with concern written all over their faces.
Durten groaned, blowing his load into her. She felt his cock jump and kick, but she didn't feel the heat of the liquid as it seeped into her. She was grateful for that at least; her pussy was starting to feel empty again, and despite the fact she slept with a dildo of ice inside her, she wanted it to be filled again.
After he cleaned himself up, ignoring the small stream of cum from her ass, Durten turned around to the thirty or fourty men that were part of his bandit clan. Kern was aways away, mixing up something at an alchemy station. Zarov hoped that she wasn't making more of that lust drug. She didn't think she could hold out. Just two more days before blissful death.
If she could make it that long.
"So! Shall we get today's special surprise ready? We don't have her for much longer, barely another day, but I think with what Kern's got cooking this should be interesting. You all agree!? Let's get her ready!" Durten shouted, to a horde of cheers from the bandits. Zarov felt herself get wetter, and she cursed her new self. On one hand, it meant she only had to hold out for a bit more. On the other hand, she was...already on the edge.
"Roald?" he asked. The bandits gave a knowing grin to one another, and slowly moved out of the way, but made sure that Zarov couldn't see it coming. Aela and Lydia's eyes both widened, and Zarov could see them try to close their legs instinctively. Whatever it was they had planned, neither woman could do anything about it.
It was the clicking that made her ears perk up. The dildo was still melting in her mouth, albeit extremely slowly. Small droplets of wolf cum went down to her empty stomach, the first thing she'd had in days. She was extremely thirsty, but knew her current 'choice' of drink wasn't the best. On the other hand, she was dragonborn. She'd find a way.
There weren't four clicks, like with the wolf. It wasn't six, like the modified dwemer spider. But a full set of eight. Zarov's heart dropped; they couldn't possibly be imagining that, could they?
Roald led the thing attached by a leash, similar to the wolf the previous day. Zarov gave a quick glance to the ceiling. Still early morning. Whatever it was they had planned, this was probably the worst of it. As it made the steps up to the altar, Zarov's worst fears were realized.
A giant frostbite spider.
The white fur covered it's eight legs, but still the unnaturally large fangs and eight eyes glared at her. Roald patted its back. "This thing is River. 'Cause that's where we found her, yeah? Anyways, I hope you like your little going away present from us. Hope you like being a mommy, Dragonborn," he said, his language broken. The Nordic tongue wasn't his natural tongue.
Kern made her way over quickly, holding a light pink flask. "Made it special, just for her. This should allow us to see the results today, and with double the usual turnout," she said, blushing lightly as she handed the vial over to Roald. The Redguard thanked her, and quietly poured the mixture over River's mandibles. The spider's mouth clenched tightly, as if eating something sour, but didn't bother trying to fight.
Zarov hoped that for one instant a miracle had come through. That the potion had been a dud, and there was no way the spider would fuck her. But as the seconds went past, she saw it slowly come to life. A large tube like structure emerged from its abdomen, shaped almost like a penis, but more narrow. It was still as big as her wrist though, and she watched with undiluted horror as it made its way towards her pussy.
She gritted her teeth as it parted her pussy, the tip larger than most of the men that had fucked her. The spider crawled over her, each step measured and careful until the mandibles were right over her head, and the penis was well inside her. "So here's the thing about spiders, dragonborn. They don't fuck like you or I do. They just deposit the eggs and they're done, assuming they've been fertilized. That's what the potion did. But we also tried River to fuck like a human. So you get two for the price of one!" Durten grinned.
That's when it started moving inside her. Slowly, carefully at first, spearing her pussy and thrusting back out. Zarov felt the undeniable pleasure that came about with something inside her, and hoped she wouldn't cum. It was one thing to cum when being cummed in, or being fucked by something made to. It was entirely another to cum on a goddamn spider cock.
Within seconds of getting a good rhythm, Roald quietly patted River's abdomen, and the spider sped up. Zarov gritted her teeth, trying to ignore the sensations and failing miserably as she choked on the wolf cumsicle still in her mouth, cumming seconds later.
For minutes, Zarov was fucked by the spider, the penis toppling any ability she may have had to fight off her orgasms. The drugs were simply too effective. She was about to give up, and lose herself to the pleasure coming from between her legs regardless of what created it, before she saw it.
A bulge, coming down from the spider's abdomen. "Oh, here comes the first one!" Durten grinned. It slipped into the tube-penis, and Zarov's eyes followed it down as it went closer to her body. The spider's dick thrust into her harshly, scraping her sensitive walls and sending soaring pain through her entire body. Whatever it was that the spider had hit, Zarov figured it was about to be a lot worse.
The bulge split her pussy in half. She groaned around the cumsicle, her wince noticeable to everyone watching as the bulge slipped down the spider's cock. Deeper and deeper it went, until finally it hit the spot inside her where the cock had pierced. If Zarov thought she knew of pain before, it was nothing compared to the bulge as it went inside her, the spider's powerful muscles or liquid or whatever it was shoving the thing inside her.
Her body burned, and she heard the ropes groan as she tried to tear herself off of whatever it was inside her. The men raced around her, grabbing her arms and head, forcing her to stay spread-legged as she accepted whatever it was inside her. Tears burned from her eyes, and there was a light groaning of air from her throat as she screamed for the first time they had had her.
The bulge finally went past that spot, and Zarov breathed as deep as she could. Her body was wracked with pains, and she thought the majority of the worst was over. Then she saw the second one, and she hoped the drugs would kick in again, if only so she didn't have to feel the soul-rending pain she'd been hit with. She almost hoped Kern had been able to make more of the lust drug.
There was no such luck on that front, but as she tried to prepare herself for the second one, she noticed that the same flare of ecstasy and pleasure rose up as the bulge hit her pussy walls. When the bulge hit the pierced spot, the same flare kindled again, and Zarov came hard, the pleasure easing the pain and mixing with the pleasure to create a mixed mindset that Zarov wasn't sure was a good thing or a bad thing.
The third one wasn't much different, and as it pierced inside her she came again. With each one that came inside her, she felt little of the things inside her, but with each one she came hard. It didn't take long before she did start to feel different, the inside of her pussy starting to fill with the bulges. She gave a quick glance down after she lost count, somewhere around the fifteenth, and she saw her belly start to bulge.
And yet more came in, and with each one her stomach bulged out lightly, until the point it got to beyond painful, nearly touching the spider's underside, nearly a foot and a half into the air. She saw the stretch marks, and knew that if it went much further she'd literally burst.
Roald made a quick clicking sound after about the hour that it took. "Durten, explain to the young mommy what just happened," he said. He led River away, stopping the last bulge before the one before it left the penis. Zarov looked down to see it as it landed on the ground; a small oval, translucent and with a smaller thing inside it.
She'd seen enough of the things to know what it was. A spider egg. The thing had implanted spider eggs inside her. The spider had implanted spider eggs INSIDE her!?
"You see, miss," Durten started with a sarcastic smile, "River over there has what Roald calls an 'ovi'...something. It's how spiders lay their eggs. Roald has taught River how to ensure that it's breed never dies...by fucking the other women we've caught. You're not the first in this place, Dragonborn. You're the first to last this long though."
His hands glowed with an icy glow as he looked at the mucus from the spider, slowly leaking out of her pussy and overly large stomach. Her pussy froze on the outside, and the mucus with it, ensuring her tunnel was sealed. "Usually it takes a day or two to get to the point, dragonborn, but you're lucky. You get to spit out the babies tonight. Of course, Kern's idea had a lot of merit, so we froze your cunt entrance. Did you know spiders, if they can't get out of a host, will eat their way out?" he said maniacally.
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Zarov felt her stomach rumble, and not where her actual stomach was. It was now late in the afternoon, and her pussy was frozen solid still, as was the cumsicle made from the wolf the previous day. She watched with hesitant eyes as Aela was fucked for the sixteenth time that day, her pussy full of cum from the various men. Lydia, too, was resting lightly after the twelfth load inside her.
Kern appeared above her. "I don't like you," she said obviously. "But dying due to being eaten by spiders is...I've never agreed with Roald about that thing. I've seen a lot of women die to it, even if the babies weren't blocked. You won't survive," she said quietly.
She gave a quick look around, and pulled the cumsicle out of Zarov's mouth, and pulled out another vial. "This will help you. It's another dose of the lust potion, we had some extra ingredients around from the last batch. Do you want it?" she asked. Zarov stared into her eyes, judging the same shade as the torturer who had her fucked with both an ice atronach and a flame atronach, and raped her for several nights using a modified dwemer spider.
This would kill her mind. But if she didn't, then her body would die. She was the last Dragonborn, the last chance the world had to stop Alduin. And there was always the possibility of her mind recovering. With Aela and Lydia's help, she was sure that she'd recover eventually. Even if it meant being like that lone archer up in the southern mountains of Skyrim for a while.
Her mind made up, she nodded, and she felt the sludge make its way down her throat, before being replaced with the wolf cum iced dildo. She felt the immediate flood of juices, her tits got harder, and even her ass was begging for something to fill her. She groaned into the ice, hoping for something, anything to fill her.
"Oh, I think it's time!" Kern shouted, cleverly kicking the vial she used down a nearby cliff. Zarov felt her stomach rumble more, and she started feeling...something, from inside her overly pregnant body. Tiny little things, like an army of ants inside her, started to wander their way inside and through her. She felt a few pinches here and there, but most were probably crawling on the other eggs.
Then she felt them in her cunt, and within seconds of the light feathery touches she came, and the pinches became more frequent not just in her womb but in her pussy as well. Each one set her off again. She thought it would be painful, like it was on the way in, but it was nothing if not more pleasurable than anything.
As more of the feathery touches came into her tunnel, she came and came, and when they started eating away at her pussy walls, she orgasmed after each one. It got to the point where she was in a state of constant orgasm, the spiders constantly chewing on her the inside of her pussy, their legs adding only more ecstasy to the overwhelming amount already going in her head.
She felt a pinch above her cunt lips, and she had a distinct feeling of stretching and frozen pain. She felt the tiny feathery legs leave her body, heading somewhere else in the cavern. A few of the bandits made a game of killing however many would swarm out, and eagerly got their swords ready.
Zarov could barely think. As more and more of the spiders left her, the constant orgasm was starting to dwindle off. By the time she had regained her senses, the moon was starting to come out, but the bandits were still there, torches in their hand, watching her sweat-laden body as the last of the cumsicle melted into her throat.
"That's the last of them," Durten said. He held a torch over her stretched stomach, now back to its normal size but horrendously scarred. Her tits were gigantic in her mind, and she wanted nothing more than for him to reach over and pluck the nipples. "That's the last of the fun we can get with her, lads," he said sadly. As the men started to filter out, he turned back. "Hope you enjoyed living. You won't be for long."
Aela waited until the men had left. "Zarov...are you still...you?" she asked, with more than a hint of worry in her voice. Zarov stared at her, lust obvious in her gaze, as she shook her head. She didn't know what she was. She was horny as fuck, and even if she died she wouldn't be dying as herself.
The ground shook, forcing Zarov's eyes up as she stared into the face of Oblivion itself, the red eyes glaring down at her. The black scarred skin made it obvious who it was, and the draconic shape made it even easier. Dragon, black, red eyes. Alduin.
"Jaan Tuul Sil," the dragon said quietly, it's voice still loud enough to echo painfully through the cavern. Zarov's heart dropped. If Alduin was here, now, then yes, she had truly died. There was no getting out of this. The dragon's shape became a flash of white, before becoming smaller as he soared down, landing just before Zarov.
"Fus!" Aela Shouted immediately, trying to get any bit of attention away from her wife. The white light that was Alduin barely gave her a glance before Zarov heard the whisper.
"Nahlot."
And Aela's Shout died without doing anything. The light died, and in its place was a tall Giant, with the trademark black skin that Alduin was known for. The red eyes glared at her. "This is how the mighty dovahkiin falls," he whispered. "By being killed by bandits, of which you have carved a red river of their blood. Tell me, maldov, is this how you thought you would die?" he asked.
He bent his head down. "Because it's how you will. Strapped down, fucked blindly into lust, and wishing for death with every moment of rationality left to you," he finished. He gave an odd judging look at her body. "Vokrii," he said, the whispering well of power hitting Zarov fully.
Pain and pain of ease washed into her, as her body reset itself. Her pussy tightened on nothing, and her stomach tightened the skin and erased her scars. "Better..." Alduin muttered, before sticking his giant head where the bandits were camped out. "The fools know not the power they do not have. They are afraid of you, maldov. I do not understand why. You have been tamed by Nirn. Sovngarde means nothing to you now."
"Drun Wahl Kiir..." Alduin said, Shouting at Zarov's body. "Your will is weak, maldov. If you wish not, I will kill you here." Zarov's ears perked; she knew the words. She couldn't Shout them, but she could figure out Alduin's meanings pretty quick. Change, Self, Soul. Silence. Revitalize. And Bring Make Child.
Alduin's giant body engulfed itself in light again, becoming the giant dragon he was known for. "I care not for the physical pleasures. But seeing you, maldov, like this, brings me great joy," he said, his long thick and veiny cock worming its way from his hard carapace. Zarov didn't bother thinking anything else would happen. She knew what would happen.
The dick disappeared inside her, spreading her massively wide, splitting her newly revirginized pussy in two, and yet Zarov came. With each thrust, Alduin dug more of his cock inside her, and more pain flushed and meshed with the pleasure of her pussy. She screamed her pleasure to the world, cumming on every thrust. The revitalize Alduin hit her with must've changed her body, but kept her mental state. She was still a whorish little slut, and she would probably forever be, even without the drugs inside her.
For long minutes Alduin fucked her, his long dragon dick slowly worming its way inside her, before he let out a small chuckle, and Zarov felt her insides flood with his cum. How the dragon could even cum, she had no idea. He was the firstborn of a god, he didn't need to procreate. Yet he had all the parts for it. That was kind of weird.
With barely a word, Alduin flew off through the gap in the ceiling, his deeds done.
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