Gwendolyn and Hellgirde charged up the hill. The giant, alerted by the Amazonesque battle scream of
the two women, growled while raising his club. Defending his mammoth, he too charged. Hellgirde threw
a small axe at the giant's head, but missed. The club hit Hellgirde's raised shield while she switched to
her war axe. Gwendolyn managed to get behind the giant and thrust her claymore deep in the giant's
back and cut down to his lower back. The giant stood up in a rage of bloodlust and turned around.
While raising his club, Hellgirde swung her axe at the giant's leg, forcing him on his right knee. The
giant managed to stand up again but Gwendolyn swung her sword right across the giant's chest.
The giant stumbled a few passes backwards and fell down the hill. While Gwendolyn and Hellgirde
heard the giant hitting the bottom, they let themselves fall on the ground and lay next to each other.
'We still have that mammoth to take care off.' Hellgirde started.
'Aagh, fuck it. This was enough exercise for one day.' Gwendolyn sighed. Hellgirde rolled on her side
and while supporting her head with her right arm, she pulled the string of the Gwendolyn's hide
armour. Softly she said:
'Are you completely sure of that, my Thane?' Gwendolyn immediately felt her still covered nipples
harden. Blushing she looked in her lover's eyes:
'Well my dearest Housecarl, this kind of exercise I can never have enough off.' Once the string was
pulled off, Gwendolyn's hide chestpiece folded open like a butterfly whose wings are unbound after
a nap. The cold touch of Skyrim's air descended upon Gwendolyn's bare breasts.
Hellgirde moved in to kiss Gwendolyn, but Gwendolyn pushed her on her back. Hellgirde was pleasantly
surprised when Gwendolyn sucked a little on her earlobe, followed by a very sensual:
'I love you'.
While undressing each other piece by piece, kisses and feels were exchanged between the two. After
a few moments the two were totally naked. Gwendolyn enjoyed Hellgirde's fingers playing with her
breasts while Hellgirde kissed her neck. Gwendolyn leaned backwards, forcing the both of them to lie
down. Embraced in her Housecarl's presence, Gwendolyn soon felt how one hand played with her breast,
while feeling the heavenly touch of two fingers playing with her vagina. Heavy breathing and moaning
ensued. The breathing became faster, the moans louder. At long last the screaming of an orgasming Thane
filled the plains of the tundra.
Sweating heavenly, Gwendolyn turned around and started kissing Hellgirde. First on her stomach, then she
moved on to her breast. She played a little with tongue when she tasted her nipple. Gwendolyn still moved up,
while one of her hands was feeling its way to Hellgirde's lower reaches. Still feeling her own juice dripping from
her vagina, Gwendolyn kissed Hellgirde on her mouth. A finger slit across Hellgirde's vagina while Gwendolyn said:
'That was fucking epic.' Gwendolyn's middle finger entered Hellgirde's vagina. A soft moan escaped her mouth, so
did a small stream at her lower reaches. Hellgirde's back arched, and she began moaning harder while Gwendolyn
entered a second finger, meanwhile kissing Hellgirde's neck. Once more Skyrim's air was coloured by the screams
of an orgasming woman.
The following morning Gwendolyn and Hellgirde woke up, still in each other's arms. They put on their armour again,
still exchanging meaningful looks between each other and lastly grabbed their weapons. They turned around and
saw the mammoth still standing were the giant had lift him. Gwendolyn and Hellgirde looked at each other and
charged once more…