Chapter 1: Her Lord and Master
Valendar shivered as she began to regain her consciousness. Her head spun wildly as the sensation of pain shot through every limb and fibre of her body. Incoherent voices bounced across the room. Wincing, she attempted to open her eyes and was immediately blinded by the light. She pulled her arms to cover her eyes but they would not move. Wait. No. Something was wrong. They could not move. She tugged harder and began to feel the cold metal cuffs against her wrists and feet. Shaking her head, she finally opened her eyes. And screamed.
Her slender naked body was suspended vertically to a stone wall in the shape of a pentagram: her arms stretched out to either side and her legs spread open wide, exposing her sex to the world. Across the room from her stood a silhouette.
"Ahh, finally decided to join us, my dearest mer?" spoke the shadow.
"Divines?! What is going on?! I demand to know!" Valendar screamed, tears running down her long golden face.
"You're not really in a position to demand anything, my dear mer, and the Aedra can't hear your cries here."
She whimpered, her body trembling violently.
"There there, my poor little mer. Don't not fear nor fret."
The unlit figure moved forwards.
"Who are you?"
A hand reached out towards the stranded elf.
"It's been a long time since I've seen beauty like you," he whispered.
His left hand gently cupped the Altmer's small breast and began to fondle with it as she let out a cry of fear.
"Who are you?!" demanded the mer, her tears now streaming down her face.
His free hand brushed her blond hair out of the way and caressed her neck, pulling her face forwards into his as he gave her a long and passionate kiss. Finally, he pulled away and smiled.
"Behold, your Daedric master, the Prince of Debauchery, Sanguine! My cult and I saved your life from your little tumble, elf, and we expect a little compensation for that," he grinned. "You see, I'm in need of a reward to give all my champions, both of present and to come, and I suspect that you will do just fine."
Sheer terror filled the mer. What had she done to deserve such a fate? She had only joined the Crystal Tower to learn about the wonders of Nirn and the powers of magic. She was a kind soul who never sought to hurt anything. And she was on her first assignment.
"You should be glad I'm not going to have you please my past champions," laughed the daedric lord. "Sorry deary, only a little joke of mine. I wouldn't dream of contaminating something so... pure to that extent."
He leaned in close to Valendar's ear and whispered "You know, I really like you, I do. So I'm going to make your experience..." his hand slides down her body "...a little more..." his middle finger stretches out between her open legs, slides up along her moist lips and rests upon her clitoris "...pleasurable." He presses his finger onto her most sensual spot and gave it a little rub, provoking an unexpected yet somehow pleasurable moan from the angelic elf.
Valendar gasped at what was going on as countless thoughts raced through her head.
"What is happening to me?!" she thought. "How can I feel this way? I'm not a slut! I'm a respectable pure blood High Elf! But yet, I am... enjoying this?!"
Suddenly she noticed the daedric lord's finger getting warmer and warmer. She looked down and saw a blue glow gleaming out from where his fingers were rubbing her sex. Then, it began to grow outwards. A transparent blue glow started to coat over her golden skin from its origin point between her legs, and with it came the urge. The lust. She let out another scream. But this time it was a scream of pure passion. Her clit was on fire! As the blue coating grew, it left a circular spot uncoated around her asshole, before slowly approaching from all sides towards the centre, exciting every nerve more than the last before finally entering it, causing a huge sense of forbidden pleasure to burst within the elf as her sphincter clenched. Screaming, she had never wanted anything to go remotely near her ass, but now with this new feeling unlocked inside her, she was more than willing, if not begging to change her vow.
The blue coating of energy now approached her attractively small sized breasts and surrounded them, but again, leaving two circular gaps around her now fully erect nipples. As the circles grew smaller and smaller and smaller, she felt her new master's pace quicken. The blue blanket finally engulfed her red hard nipples and the rest of her body as Sanguine's pace became impossible quick as she approached her moment of pure bliss.
But just before she went over the edge, Sanguine removed his fingers and watched the blue coating ooze into the poor mer's skin as she absorbed its eternal charm. What?! Did he really just forsake her on the verge of her most perfect climax?! With all her might she pulled her hands away from its cuffings, trying to touch her most intimate nerve ending. Just one touch! One touch will send her over the two moons of Nirn! One touch and no one in the history of Tamriel will feel as good as how she would feel.
"Well, well, well," teased the daedric lord. "Isn't my naughty elf enjoying herself? A little too much perhaps."
Valendar let out her loudest and most erotic moan yet which rang through out the passages of the cave they were in, filling every nook, cranny and crevice.
"Fuck me! Please, I beg of thee, fuck me!" Valendar pleaded.
"Wow, dear me!" Sanguine said, gob smacked. "A high elf cussing, well that is definitely something you don't see every day... Or millennia." He smirked. "I'm sorry, my dear darling, but you've enjoyed yourself for quite a while now, it's my turn to enjoy mine. But trust me love, the way you are behaving now, I'll be done in no time."
He conjured up a chair in front of the elf, stripped out of his priceless armour and sat down, revealing to Valendar for the first time his fully erect shaft. Her mouth dropped open in awe of its sight and size, causing it to jolt in excitement at her reaction.
"So eager, aren't you?" he mocked as he reached down towards the floorspace between the she elf's legs. It was then when she noticed a chalice of pure silver filled with the juices from her dripping wet pussy. He picked it up and replaced it with another chalice, not wanting to waste one drop of his prize's precious drippings.
"Cheers," he murmured as he poured the viscous fluid over his hard throbbing cock and muscular chest. Placing the chalice down on the table beside him, he rubbed both hands across his body, marinating the juices into him whilst lubricating his hands. Valendar gaped at him, her tongue sticking out of her fully open mouth, wanting to find out what she tasted like. Oh how she would lick her own juices off that perfectly shaped muscular body and maybe even suck his trobbing...
"You really do have a vivid imagination," laughed her master. "I can see everything you're thinking, you know?"
Valendar turned bright red in embarrassment.
"No, my dear, keep thinking, I want to see where you'll take us" he demanded as his left hand grabbed firmly only his shaft and started to pace up and down its length.
The elf's mouth watered as her eyes fixated on the daedra's impressive cock and imagined herself wrapping her hands around that large, long humongous cock. Oh how she would grab its base and breathe upon every inch of it before it even touched anything, teasing and toying with him. And how she would engulf as much as she could in her mouth but taking care it was not touched as she continued to play with him, and finally, when it is as deep as possible in her mouth, she would make contact and start sucking and sucking until the pressure became unbearable for him. Only then will she start working her way back and forth along that endless shaft, faster and faster, faster and faster, faster-
Her thoughts were interrupted as the prince got up, knocking the chair over, grabbed the second chalice under her before shoving his meat deep into the elf's aching, tight but accepting pussy. He poured her juices over his hard and wet cock as he pounded the she-elf as hard as he could, sending screams of ecstasy tearing through the caves with every movement he made as the elf reached the moment of bliss she had been waiting for. When the chalice ran dry he threw it across the room and firmly squeezed both of Valendar's gorgeous breasts as he exploded like Vvardenfell within her, his hard cock growing softer and softer with each massive load until he slid out of her and fell to the floor, moaning.
Thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed it!
I'm wondering where to go next between jumping straight to present day Skyrim when she is rescued and telling stories of her 100 years through flashbacks while advancing the main plot or sticking to her intimate times for a little while before skipping forwards. What do you guys think?
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