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Ragnar the Red, Matilda the Slut	By : writtendotmd Category: +A through F > Elder Scrolls - Skyrim Views: 1670 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim or any related characters from the game. I am not making any money from this fanfiction.

Chapter List
- 1-Enslaved
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It would have been just another evening in the "Bannered Mare", Whiterun's inn, if it weren't for the self proclaimed "Hero", who was currently distracting all the guests with his stories. "Ragnar the Red" he called himself, and apparently he came from Rorikstead. His stories told of glorious battles he had fought and big treasures he had claimed.
Many of the guests were listening to him in awe, and some were even cheering each time he told of yet another foe he had beaten in battle. All in all he was liked by the people, except for one special patron.
In contrast to that, Matilda, the well known shield-maiden, was not very impressed by anything he told. In fact she even disliked him quite a bit and didn't believe a single thing he said. So nobody was really surprised when she stepped forward and challenged his trustworthiness as well as his skill in battle.
"Stop with your damn stories already" she said. "It is obvious you are lying, you couldn't even beat a blind skeever if you had to. So stop drinking away all the mead and show us what you are really worth!" she challenged him. Ragnar turned around, seemingly unimpressed. He took a good look at the woman in front of him. He noticed her blue eyes, the blonde hair falling over her back and down to her chest, the well-formed breasts beneath her armor and her impressive ass. "I've heard of you, you must be Matilda. Well, if you want to challenge me I'm all in. But the stakes must be high enough. If you win, I stop talking and leave the city. If I win, I will take anything I want from you. Still want to test your strength against me?" he asked with a smirk.
Matilda simply drew her sword and headed outside. Ragnar followed her, still grinning and sure of his victory. Once the two were outside and had taken position opposite of each other, a crowd had already gathered around them. Everybody in the tavern wanted to see this fight, and some more who had been quickly notified of what was going on.
"Have at you!" Ragnar said, and opened the fight.
When their swords first clashed, both were confident of victory. Ragnar was smiling and apparently having a good time, while Matilda had a fierce look and was giving all she got. But as the fight dragged on, Matilda became less and less sure of it's outcome. Ragnar's sword hit hard, and she was constantly defending herself, without getting to attack. With each hit her arms got weaker, while her opponent seemed unaffected by the fight.
This went on for a little longer until it became clear that Matilda had taken on an Enemy too strong for her. The crowd started cheering as Ragnar relentlessly attacked the shield-maiden, who came a little more out of balance with each hit.
Finally, a last strong blow of Ragnar knocked the sword out of Matilda's hands and she had to duck under the following chop to not get beheaded. That put her in reach of her opponent, who quickly grabbed her and put his sword on her throat.
"Got you! You yield?" he asked loudly so that everyone heard it. "Yes, I yield!" Matilda confirmed, feeling the cold steel of his sword. "Stupid little girl, thought you could beat me, huh? Now everyone can see how weak you really are. But I don't think beating you in battle is enough. Girls like you have to learn their place. After I'm done with you, everyone here, including you, will know how weak you are."
With those words he started undoing the leather strips, that held Matilda's armor together. With the sword still at her throat, Matilda was unable to stop the humiliation of her body getting revealed piece by piece to the eagerly watching crowd. When her breastplate came down, Matilda blushed as the men among the spectators started cheering at the look of her big, round tits.
"Ah, what a nice body you've been hiding beneath all this armor" Ragnar said, once the last piece of armor had fallen and Matilda stood naked in his grip. "I think it is time you put it to a much more fitting use than fighting." He undid some of his own armor, and suddenly Matilda was faced a rock hard, and way too big cock.
"Impressed?" Ragnar commented the fear on her face. "Well, don't worry. I'm not gonna fuck you just yet. First you have to submit to me." As his sword pushed slightly harder against her throat, Matilda realized what she had to do. Her face red in shame, she grabbed the rod, which was poking out next to her hip, and started stroking it. "Now that's a good girl. Does everyone see this? The oh so strong shield-maiden, now stroking my dick" he proclaimed to the crowd. The response was cheering and laughing, which only deepened the shame Matilda was already feeling.
"But come on now, you will have to work a little harder if you want to be worth sparing. Show me that you really are only a dirty slut!" Though relived as the sword was finally lifted from her throat, Matilda still dreaded what had to come next. But she saw no way to escape, and so the formerly proud shield-maiden didn't resist as Ragnar put a hand on her head and pushed her down to her knees.
"That's better, now you are where you belong. Women are not supposed to play adventurer and pretend to be as strong as a man. Their place is on their knees, serving and pleasing men. Now show me what a good girl you can be" Ragnar said, and guided his cock towards Matilda's mouth while holding her head in place. As his head pressed against the defeated girls lips, she fully submitted and opened her mouth, letting the big piece of meat slide in easily.
"Good, I see you have accepted your fate. Now you better work hard to apologize for your stupid attempt at fighting me. Show the people what a slut you are!" After all this humiliation, tears were running down Matilda's face. Her embarrassment grew even larger as she started sucking on the man's dick while the crowd was cheering and loving the spectacle.
"Dumb little slut!" "Give to her!" "I knew she would end up on her knees someday." "I wish that was my cock right now." These and more insults came from the crowd, as Matilda was moving her head back and forth along the shaft in her mouth. She tried not listening and focused on pleasing Ragnar, hoping to get at least some mercy from him. She started moving her head faster and let her tongue swirl around the head, doing her best to please.
Her efforts didn't stay unnoticed. "You see how hard she tries? That's what I call a slut. And she's got at it too." Suddenly the hand on Matilda's head started pushing her, as Ragnar was forcing his cock all the way down her throat. The girl had to gag and was now choking while the man above hear started fucking her throat.
Gluck Gluck Gluck Gluck Gluck
The cheering from the spectators got louder upon hearing such lewd sounds from the formerly respected shield-maiden. "Oh yes, take the whole thing. And now for the finale. Let's mark you so that everyone can see whose slut you are now!" Without a warning, Ragnar started cumming and filling Matilda's mouth with his semen. It came so surprisingly and it was so much, that she had no choice but to swallow.
But Ragnar had other plans. Before he was finished, he pulled out and blasted a huge load onto Matilda's face, painting it white with his seed. "Ahhh, that's it. Everyone can see this? As you can see, I have clearly won the duel" he said loudly with a big grin. "The oh-so strong shield-maiden turned out to be just another slut who didn't know her place. I have defeated her, and as my price I claim her body! Someone bring me my stuff please"
After a little pause during which Ragnar showed Matilda's ruined face to everyone with eyes, the inn-keeper came running with his belongings. As he rummaged inside his bag, Matilda had a bad feeling about what came next. It was bad enough to be face-fucked and getting a forced facial in front of the whole city. Finally Ragnar had found what he was searching and Matilda's worst fears came true. From his bag, he pulled a strong black leather collar, with a silver ring hanging at it's front.
Every woman in skyrim knew what this was, and every woman feared it. It was a slave-collar, a sign of belonging to man and to be used by him as he pleased. As Ragnar put that thing around Matilda's neck and closed it under her hair, she knew that her life as an adventurer was now over. Tears were silently running down her face, as she now felt truly defeated. As a cherry on top, ragnar also pulled out a short leash of about 1 metre length, and attached it to the ring on Matilda's collar.
"Now you are truly mine" he said. "That's what you get for being such a stupid whore." He pulled her up from her knees and started leading her back to the inn on the leash. "I need a room, single bed will be enough" he said to the inn-keeper. "Tonight I will train my new slave and make her obedient. Maybe I'll put her up for free-use tomorrow. I think a little more practice will do her good."
Author's Note:
This is a short smutty re-interpretation of the song "Ragnar the Red" from skyrim.
I'll probably add a second chapter and then focus on my other story again.
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