The night was very dark and the forest surprisingly quiet, the Dragonborn walked down a little hill from her house and headed down to the lake; it was so beautiful. She thought to herself 'If only everyday could be this calm and relaxing instead of dragons roaming the skies and Bandits at almost every corner, no this right here this was what life should be like-'

"Drem Yol Lok Dovahkiin, Vir Los?"

"No! you're not here!" she started walking faster towards the lake just stopping in time before she would actually walk in to the water

"you deny hearing me yet you answer when I speak?"

she fell to her knees pulling them up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them, she wanted to plea 'go away…go away I do not want to hear you!' she thought but no…NO! she would not sink that low and especially NOT in front of Miraak! It mattered little though, he knew how troubled she was, he knew how much power he held over her and all he needed to do was reach out and grab on to her sanity but that would not be as fun as making her suffer first; break her, make her know that she was beneath him and that was exactly what he intended to do.

"surely the powerful dovahkiin isn't about to cry, is she?"

The mock in his voice made her want to burst in to tears but at the same time it made her jaw tense and she could feel her blood starting to boil "FAAZ NAH! RAX WAH RUUS!" she spat looking up at the skies "you are free to roam Tamriel now! So leave me be!" a calm yet evil chuckle erupt as she lowered her head again

"ni tiid, dovahkiin"

"then when Miraak? When I have fallen to my knees before you? You want to hear me beg you to stop driving me to insanity?" this time the chuckle was a bit louder but in a more cruel and satisfied way

"it glads me to hear how much I affect you Dragonborn, but oh where is my manners? I have yet to ask; Fos los hi for?"

"ZU'U DOVAHKIIN! DAUGHTER OF AKATOSH! HERO OF SKYRIM AND DEFEATER OF THE FIRST DRAGONBORN!" her shout echoed out over the lake scaring two elks standing on the other side of it drinking, she was breathing heavily now as she could feel how the rage was spreading in her body, her lungs inhaling air and her body burning; ENOUGH! She thought grabbing on to her tunic and pulling it over her head as she stood up grabbing on to her boots and throwing them to the side as they pulled of her feet. She grabbed on to the light tunic pants and undid the rope that held them up, slowly putting her finger at the pants line and lowering them then stepping out of them and in to the water, suddenly she stopped hearing a mighty shout erupt from the sky

"FIIK-LO-SAH!"

She stood there only wearing her underwear speechless as the Phantom form of Miraak appears just before her eyes, he had been in her head thus been able to hear what she thinks or feels but not see what she does or sees unless she thought about it; she hadn't and in an attempt to scare her he had appeared in front of her only to be met with her almost naked body.

"Mindoraan hi? Zu'u mahn….What are you doing VIK HREN PUNAH?!

Her cheeks suddenly grew pink and she covered her body with her hands "what in the name of Hircine are you doing here you idiot?! BO NAH GUT!" he stood there in clear shock just staring at the woman in front of him but then a smirk grew on his face as his Phantom disappeared. The Dragonborn still just stood there covering her body as well as she could with both hands, her body had grown cold but her cheeks were burning "dammit!" she outburst as she grabbed on to her tunic shirt, pulled it on and started running back to her house. The wind blew through her hair and even though the sharp rocks and sticks dug in to her feet she didn't stop not even as she almost tripped did she stop she just keep on running till she came to the hill leading up to her house "Lydia?!" she yelled as she ran up to the door just as it opens and she ran in to a sleepy Lydia and they both fell on the floor "My thane?!" only then did Lydia notice that the Dragonborn wasn't wearing any pants and her legs were wet "Sanna what happened?! Did you get attacked by bandits? By the gods…did…did they?" she got up helping her friend up as well "no I'm fine…but I need to ask something of you" Lydia nodded holding her hands on Sannas shoulders "anything" She looked up from the floor and in to Lydias eyes and Lydia could see how dark her eyes were "leave…the carriage is outside wake Leyfnar up and go back to Whiterun right now"

Lydia looked rather shocked and wanted to ask why the sudden urge for her to be left alone had come but decided that there wasn't much she could say without upsetting Sanna; she had that look on her face that showed it. "….yes my thane, can I come back in the morning?" the Dragonborn shook her head "return…I'll send a carriage to get you when I have had some time to calm down..i…I just need to be alon- Brynjolf?" Brynjolf walked up from behind them "I heard the chattering and guessed you were back, where's ya pants lass?" she nodded at Lydia to explain what she had said and after a couple of minutes she was standing in the door waving at the carriage that held the both of them, she closed the door just staring at the lock before deciding to lock it.

She walked down to the basement grabbing on to one of the swords just to drop it again, she was angry…no she was pissed off. Her fist rammed of the training doll and it kept coming together with the other fist and then a kick, she kept going till at least some of her anger had drained. Her now sweaty shirt dropped to the floor and she leaned over putting it in the wash basket she kept under the bed, one hand on the bed and the other one pushing back the basket she froze when feeling something hot against her ear

"Ahnok….dovahkiin"

she spun around ready to yell at him but stopped when she noticed that it wasn't Miraaks Phantom but Miraak himself standing in front of her "Ruth strun bah…"

"Paaz shul grind…again you stand in front of me, naked"

He smirked as his eyes roamed over her body, her dark brown hair reaching down far below her shoulders, her brown eyes staring in to his mask, her fully lips just begging to be devoured. His head tilted down as he set his gaze on her breast; they were hidden under her cloth but he could still she how big and full they were and suddenly his robes weren't able to repress his twitching arousal "Miraak…DEMON! What are you doing he-" he cut her off by pressing his gloved hand over her mouth, her hand moved to push him away but he grabbed on to both of them with ease and pushed her down so they both landed on her bed. He spread her legs using his own and placed himself in between her them, she tried to yell at him but her words got muffled by his hand. Suddenly he let go of her mouth and just as she was getting ready to use her shout she saw the green orb light in his hand "Miraak don't you dare!-" and just like that her whole body stiffened and she was paralyzed. She could only let out a quiet squeak as he reached out his hand and grabbed a hold of his sword.

"You are strong. Stronger then I believed possible"

Why would he admit something like that? She was confused

"Did you think to escape me?"

His growl was feral. He placed his masked face in between her neck and shoulder, his hands wrapped around her and were placed on her back, it was strange it felt as if he was trying to hold her…as if he just wanted to feel her skin against his but if so….then why had he not undressed? Not even removing his gloves. Suddenly he pressed his now well visible errection against her private part and for the first time since she had killed her first dragon; she was scared.

This was no drunken man not knowing where he had laid his unwanted hands nor was it some dumbstruck bandit leader thinking he was stronger then her and that this was his chance to prove it, no this was Miraak, the first Dragonborn, killer of many feared even amongst dragons! He was strong and he was powerful and now he had her in his grasp and there was nothing she could do about it. First she had feared that he was going to take her soul but now he had clearly showed that he had other intension.

She couldn't help it no matter how much she tried she couldn't hold them in anymore, tears started slowly sliding from her eyes as she tried to blink. She was able to so he must have used the same paralyzing spell he had the first time they meet for she could blink and swallow but she couldn't talk and was barely able to move any body part, they weren't stuck but she just didn't have the strength.

He looked up staring at her face for a while and she couldn't take looking at him; so she didn't, as soon as he looked at her she threw her head to the side weeping in to her own shoulder

"Are you scared, dovahkiin?"

She closed her mouth refusing to even open it to be able to breath properly, he grew annoyed and grabbed on to her cheek with his gloved hand forcing her to look at him. Even though she couldn't see his face she knew that beneath that golden mask he was smirking like a hungry wolf.

"If you beg me to be gentle I'll consider it, I'll even take away the spell as long as you don't try to attack me"

She didn't answer just simply looked away just to be forced back to look at his masked face

"As you wish then"

He said as he tore of the cloth that covered up her breast and panic over came her, she tried to yell to scream to just do anything but she couldn't, when his gloved hand roughly cupped her breast she almost chocked on her own cries, his other hand ran down her body only to stop right above her opening, he cursed under his breath.

"have you changed you mind, Dragonborn?"

She slowly turned her head to look at him and that was all he needed but not all that he wanted, he chuckled darkly as he moved closer to her face

"Beg then Dragonborn, and I shall make sure you will feel unlimited pleasure"

He whispered something as his hand stroke her side and suddenly she could fully breath out again, her body moving with her. It was as it should be; finally she thought heavily sighing before looking at him once again "Naal hindseven" she said with gritted reached down and with one hand he ripped off a long piece of his robes

"Do not move"

He says calmly reaching over her head to cover her eyes and then doing a little knot keeping it in place "what are you doing?!" she hissed at him but she didn't try to take it off knowing it would only lead to him getting angry.

"Relax dovahkiin"