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The Master’s Slave (MythicKitsune and Wildwolfking)

MythicKitsune

MythicKitsune

Super-Earth
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Dec 6, 2017
The young woman had probably one of the worsts days of her life. Her unit was ambushed, in broad daylight on top of that. They didn’t even last long; she was the only one that survived.
Upon being the only woman in that unit (not to mention, she was almost taller than most of her men in her unit with her long legs, well developed breasts and thick ass, the men who attacked her couldn’t even keep their hands off of her. Many found it humorous; she was an interesting person to have as prisoner. And so, the three men who had captured her decided to prepare her to view their commander. With a chuckle in the middle of their campsite, throwing her down her knees in front of the commander. Her wrists were bound behind her back using chains and cuffs, as well as her ankles. They even decided to wrap some rope around her thick breasts, pulling down her undershirt to reveal more cleavage after all her armor was removed. She was clearly frustrated.
“Woo! We have a curvy one!” One of the men who tied her chimed. “I like women with meat on her bones.”
“Can someone help me here? She gave me a black eye!” Came another soldier, painfully holding his swollen eye. Another soldier scoffed.
“Suck it up, pussy. This woman here has more balls than you. She probably would bite your balls off had she not have a gag on.”
 
The man before her was a terrifying example of good Argonian genetics, his broad sculpted chest bared, looking down on the buxom beauty before him as he hones a well crafted looking short sword with a whetstone. "Well well well, what do we have here. One of Ulfric's racist little pigs who thought she could just waltz into imperial territory. Get her in the chair and take that gag off her you idiots." He hissed in reptilian and very displeased tone.

Suddenly she would find herself hoisted off the ground before being unceremoniusly dumped in a hard wooden chair, quickly spreading her limbs before connecting each cuffs to a small metal hoop to immobilize all up her neck as the men roughly took out the hastily constructed cloth gag and each took a second spanning grope at her tits which earned then a sharp blow to the back of the head by the pommel of Argonian's blade. "Leave us you weeds disguised as men, her fate is mine to decide." He growled, the lovely vixen being able to see that he was clearly taller than even her.

After the men had left he turned back to her, his ebony scaled form only somewhat illuminated by the surrounding torch light as his free hand firmly took a hold of her delicate throat. "So dear mongrel vixen will you be willing to divulge what I want to know easily...or do I need to treat you like the air headed piece of ass my men think you to be?" He asked, his grasp gentle for the moment as the blade in his other hand gently lifted her under shirt to reveal her toned stomach. "Bare in mind that cooperation will help you far more than defiance...after all I'm sure a beautiful creature like you would hate for my hand to slip and for this sword to tarnish this lovely little body of your's."
 
The woman raised an eyebrow at the commander, certainly not expecting an Argonian of all people to be the one commanding the men around her. Then again, considering they all seemed to lack basic intelligence she didn’t really seem to be shocked. She squirmed around and let out muffled growls as she was plopped right into the chair. As soon as the gag was off she even tried to bite some of the men that dared to place their hands on her. Finally the idiots left, leaving the woman all alone with the Argonian. She held her head high when he grabbed her throat, looking straight into his eyes.
“I would think you’d be smart enough to know I would never give you any information, snake.” She actually was one of the only ones in the Stormcloaks who had no qualms with the other races, at least for the most part. Her problem was with the Imperial Government: their lack of competence to protect their own land aside from pitiful treaties made it clear to her that a new government was needed.
“You like this body?” A small grin rose on her face. “Bet you’re jealous you can’t get any, aside from the dumb men you have out there.” She actually spreaded her legs open more than they already were, almost taunting him with the sight of her thick thighs. “I won’t tell you anything.”
 
He sighed, tightening his grasp and sliding the tip of his shortsword on top of her undershirt until the tip gently poked the underside of her lovely little chin. "You poor stupid slut, I could kill you right now and do whatever I wanted with your corpse if I so desired. So I advise you choose your words carefully, cause at the moment your life is worth only as much as you're willing to make it little pig." He barked at her, dragging the tip of his sword down as it cut away her silken undershirt with her tight leather pants soon following it. He smirked at her now scantily clad form, "I've ravished many women more honorable than you little pig. But I'm sure you're quite popular amongst Ulfric's little band of goat fuckers. After all they would never put you in a command being a filthy half-elven mongrel, Ulfric can't have one of the other races de-stabilizing his stupid little bid for the high king's throne...then again I'm impressed he still has an army after showing himself for the raving racist psychopath he really is deep down. The empire would have his head on a pike and his body be fed to the slaughter fish, such is the just rewards of an unhonorable man and king slayer." He mused, turning his attention back to her fully.

"But I'm rambling. Is there truly no way I could get you to sell out your drunken foolhardy compatriots? I might even be willing to see if your sentence couldn't be commuted for aiding in bringing about that crazy bastard's end. Though you would likely say in prison the rest of your days...for surely that would be preferable to meeting the headman's axe." He crooned, lightly grazing the hollow of her neck with the tip of his blade to emphasize his point. "...Though perhaps if you plead and beg I could look in to you being released into my custody as a slave. Then I could do whatever I wish to you...perhaps even cutting out that nasty little tongue of your's. You obviously aren't putting it to any good use."
 
The woman rolled her eyes, leaning her head back. She really wasn’t in the mood to waste her time listening to a lizard speak. Although she had to admit she wasn’t expecting his next move: her clothes were cut apart to reveal her intimate areas. The bra couldn’t even hold herself from movement, for her breasts spilled right out and bounced on her chest. The fact that her laced underwear thong being visible didn’t help; she tried to close her legs, but didn’t want to show fear. Her pussy looked pretty tight... and the Argonian was very tall...
“I won’t submit to you, snake. As much as I agree Ulfric is a psychopath, I won’t ever sell out to my own command. So do whatever you want. Kill me, jail me, slave me: whatever.”
 
He rolled his eyes at her remark, moving away from her and putting the blade down on a near by table. "Well preferably I would have you submit yourself willingly to me instead of by force. She would see his posture relax, the monstrous male pinching the bridge of his nose before moving back to her as she feebly tried to close her legs but as prevented by the tight restraints on the chair. " If I may ask my dear what is it that had you join Ulfric's band of idiots? You don't seem the type to get fooled by his nonsensical rhetoric about freedom and nordic pride...which only means your motivations lie with something else. Perhaps it was disgust with how the empire has allowed itself to become the dominion's lap dog...reasoning I would at least understand." He quipped, soon kneeling between her legs and sliding her thong to the side to look at her somewhat wet slit. "Tell me this and I may yet be a loving master to you. Also what is your name if I may ask?"
 
The woman couldn’t help but chuckle. She still wasn’t going to sell out information of the Stormcloaks, but she was certainly ready to tell her opinion about this civil war full of idiots.
“The Empire is the Dominion’s little bitch. Stormcloaks or not, Skyrim will never be at peace until the Dominion is purged out Skyrim. Even if I don’t agree with Ulfric, the Stormcloaks are at least going to do what the Empire cannot; make Skyrim free. Considering your voice of tone, you too also agree with this disliking towards the Empire. Although, I do understand why you support the Empire more; the Stormcloaks treat the Argonians much more foul.” Her thys shivered when the Argonian pulled away her thong, revealing some small strings of liquid trailing down. She cursed herself; why was she wet? She couldn’t help but glance away as the Argonian witnessed her tiny hole. She squirmed around in her chair.
“I suppose I should ask you your name first...”
 
He let out a small snicker at her answer, "The empire is biding its' time my dear. The dominion will be put to the sword in time. But Ulfric little power grab must be put to rest first, with or without you being a free woman. Skyrim will never be free under any rule but that of the empire, especially if the rumors are true about the dragons' return. If this war continues Skyrim will be die by dragon fire before Ulfric could ever dream of claiming Solitude, but its' end could mean its' salvation." He remarked, glancing up into his lovely grey eyes with his own that were a shocking icy blue.

She would see him smirk at her defiance, one of his fingers gently playing with her leaking lower lips. "It's Ulric, but if you aren't careful than it may simply be Master to you dear girl. Now that what might my alluring little silver haired minx be named by chance?" He asked in a mischievous tone, his thumb deviously tweaking her sensitive little clit.
 
Th woman couldn’t help but silently gasp when Ulric began to toy with her. She was listening to his words about the empire, so she certainly wasn’t expecting the sudden stimulation. She felt her entire body shiver once mores she let her eyes flutter shut.
“A-Ah...” She almost forgot her name for a moment. “M-My name... my name is Karin.”
 
He sighed, "So Karin my dear what fate would you wish for? Shall I have your life end here? Have I lock you away for the rest of your life?...Or would you rather kneel and submit yourself to me mind body and soul so you may stay at your master's side like a good little minx?" He asked, stopping his stimulation for a moment meeting her eyes.

"Who is to claim your life this evening? The headsmen? The jailor? Or would you rather your life belong to me as your master and charge?"
 
Karin gritted her teeth, not wanting to submit to the Argonian before him. She wasn’t afraid of dying, wasn’t afraid of what was going to happen to her. What she was focusing on however was the gentle stimulation down below. When he stopped, she buckle her hips up towards his hand. Her cheeks were dusted red.
She didn’t give him a clear answer; all that she knew was that she wanted to feel that again.
“I-I...” she let out a shaky breath. “T-That felt good... p-please...”
 
She wanted do tell the serpent no, to go fuck himself quite frankly. Despite her mind, her body soon betrayed her. She didn’t want to give him a clear answer; she just wanted to feel his fingers on her again.
“P-Please... I want to feel that again...” she uttered, opening her legs wider. She felt a throbbing sensation down in her folds.
 
He pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing again before capturing her lips in deep passionate kiss, one of his scaly fingers slipping into her easily. A few moments later he pulled away. "Why do you resist me my dear? I could save you from your fate, give you the world...and all I ask for is you. Is that too much?" He crooned into her ear, giving the lobe a playful nip before letting her give her answer as his finger slowly tease her hungry slit from within.
 
Karin was panting, her folds down below feeling an uncomfortable slickness from her arousal. Suddenly his lips crashed into hers. She didn’t even bother to fight, although she moaned into Ulric’s mouth when she felt a finger slip inside her. She was tight, even against his single finger. There was small tissue on the inside; it was her hymen. She was a virgin.
“M-More...” she whispered, leaning her head back. Her body was craving. “I’ll do anything...”
 
She would hear chuckle come from him at her pleading, "But who are you do it for my dear? After all it can't be for a filthy snake...only for your master. So who am I?" He teased, trying to insert another finger into her as he gently prodded and probed her hymen.
 
Karin closed one eye, biting her lip at the pressure inside. She didn’t want to listen to his words. She yelped when he slid another finger inside, her body squirming at the increased pressure. Was it going to fit?
“A-Ah!” She whimpered; body shaking against her binds. “P-Please, I’ll do anything- M-Master!”
 
He chuckled at her whimpering, kissing her tenderly on the cheek before withdrawing his fingers. "There now little minx was that so hard? Now then it only seems right that I help you relieve all this awful tension you have." He teased, showing her the length and girth of his tongue before lowering himself between her legs. The bosmer would soon feel his tongue push into her hungry canal, teasing and tickling her from within.
 
When the Argonian pulled his fingers out, they were already coated in a thick layer of her milky fluids. She painted, feeling heat build up inside her body. She bit her lip hard at the sight of his tongue- she didn’t know Argonians had such an organ like that inside their mouths. She squirmed around when she saw him lower his head between her legs.
“W-Wait-“ she suddenly let out a loud Yelp at the feeling of his slick warm tongue inside her. She tried to adjust to the feeling, her tight walls clamping on his tongue. Some saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth.
 
He merely chuckled at her reaction, slightly vibrating his tongue inside her tight slit which no doubt stimulated her even more. After a few moments he pulled away and looked at her with a wolfish smirk. "Wait for what my dear nightengale? Is it possible that you would like to be fucked properly now by your master?"
 
She squirmed and whimpered in the chair as she felt the vibration from his slick tongue. She couldn’t handle it, letting out a loud drawn out groan. When he pulled away, some more of her fluids dripped from the chair and into the floor.
Karin panted as she watched him pull out, eyes hazy from the stimulation. She felt herself throb.
“F-Fuck me...” Karin begged, buckling her hips forward. “Please fuck me Master!”
 
He chuckled once again, "Well then my dear it seems that these will no long be necessary." He quipped in a loving tone, moving away from her for a moment and returning with the key to the cuffs about her limbs. After freeing her she would quickly her alone with the now naked argonian, a somewhat unnerving nine inch barbed member standing at full attention. Quickly she would find herself being fold in half at the waist and her legs slung over his broad shoulder, being lifted from the hard wooden chair and suddenly being pinned to the cold stone wall behind it. "Such a beautiful woman you are my darling Karin. I will try to make your first time memorable." He quipped, slowly leading her back slide down the way slightly and pulling her thong aside once more as his throbing member was positioned so it now prodded her wet slit.

Before she could make another sound she would feel his hands supporting her from beneath move to her lowerback, unceremoniously making her slide down the wall a little more and roughly impaling her hungry pussy on his girthy and throbbing member, drawing out a low groan from him. "Mmm such a nice feeling to finally be inside you my darling. Now how might you wish for your master to fuck you? Shall I be gentle and treat you like a woman of class? Or would you rather I ravish you and treat you like my little mongrel whore?" He asked in a heady tone, playfully nipping her earlobe before awaiting her answer.
 
Karin watched as the Argonian left and returned fo free her. Her eyes widened at the sight of Ulric’s barbed cock, shivering in small fear. She never saw an Argonian penis before, and she was worried if such large thing could fit inside her.
She allowed herself to be lifted up, her tired body almost limp like a rag doll. When Ulric began to prod her, she started to panic.
“W-Wait, it’s not gonna fit-“ Suddenly he ripped himself into her, causing the girl to cry out in pain. Tears trailer down her face as blood leaked from her. Her hymen was torn and she was now his little slut to fuck senselessly. Karin gripped at the wall weakly, feeling intense pressure as her master filled up her insides with his huge cock.
“I-It’s so big...” she whispered weakly, letting out a cry that was mixed with a moan. She wanted him to be gentle, but at the same time she wanted him to fuck her brains out. “I-It hurts... I’m your dirty slut... please have mercy...”
 
He gently stroked her hair and kissed her. "You may belong to me dear but I also want you to be able to be honest with me. So gauge how much pain you're in right now so I can make sure you feel only pleasure from having my cock inside you. I would never wish to make such a beautiful and sweet woman like you suffer because of my hastiness". He crooned to her, shifting his grip so she felt more firmly supported in his arms. "Oh Sithis I don't deserve you." He added in a sweet loving tone.
 
Karin panted heavily, shocked at the fact that the Argonian was so gentle with her. It actually made her more aroused, her fluids mixed with her blood trailing down her thigh. She opened her legs wider to allow more ease of access, causing her to whimper from the pressure and pain.
“It-It feels so good...” she uttered. “I feel so full... but it hurts. I feel like you’re tearing me open.” She looked over into his eyes, hazy grey eyes meeting icy blue ones. “Please go gentle...”
 
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