3 Unbound (2)

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Just as a warning... considering the kind of novel this is, there will be no stars* to denote smut; the entire book is dedicated to fucked shit, so read when you are alone or at least able to not have someone look over your shoulder...

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Like clockwork Hadvar ran from behind me, making his way towards the keep.

"Come here Prisoner!"

Moments later, Ralof dropped from the ramparts, an axe in his hand.

"Hadvar! You can't stop us! Come, Redguard! Freedom awaits!"

Looking between the two, I followed behind Ralof, as I had always preferred the Stormcloaks over the Imperials.

They were open with their hate and distrust, while the Imperials veiled theirs with fancy words and gilded paper.

However, I didn't have plans to help either of them... I had something else in store for this world...

Following behind Ralof as he threw open the door, I opened my menu, pursing my lips as I saw that time didn't freeze.

No chugging dozens of potions in the middle of combat huh...

Opening the magic tab, I nodded as I saw the familiar resistance to poison, as well as the little descriptor of my race, telling me that I had more innate talent with physical weapons and combat.

Besides that, I saw the power Sanguine mentioned, and after activating it I looked at Ralof, noting that he was [Male Nord, 25, Level 10]

Deactivating the power, aptly named 'Analysis', I looked at the last one, called 'Jeleia's Realm of Revelry: Novice'.

The description read: 'When activated, and alone, you will be transported to your Realm of Revelry. Can be upgraded and improved with Soul Gems. Find the rest out yourself, my sweet~'

I chuckled slightly at that, before pursing my lips.

Azura's Star was going to be needed soon if I wished to upgrade my Realm...

Ralof and I entered the familiar circular room, the corpse of Gunjar on the floor.

"Poor man... may he rest in Sovngarde... Come here, let me get those binds off you."

I stepped over to him, rubbing my wrists after he sliced the rope off me.

Looking down at the corpse, I grinned as I saw a screen pop up beside him, listing the items on his corpse.

'Clicking' the iron axe, I watched as it vanished, and after looking in my inventory I saw it listed under the weapons tab.

I looked over the weapon, noticing that instead of stats and value, it was replaced with a description.

Iron Axe: Simple axe made from hammered iron; sturdy, reliable, and enough to kill a man.

Equipping it, I nodded at the heft of the axe, twirling it in my grasp.

It felt... familiar, like I had used this before.

Must be a benefit of being a Redguard...

Shrugging, I turned towards Ralof, who was peering through the iron gate, his eyes widening as he turned to me.

"Imperials! Quick, hide!"

I raised a brow at that, before moving to stand behind him.

Clutching the axe, I heard only one set of footsteps, the heavy clang of metal on flagstone echoing down the hall.

I grinned, hearing the Captain panting as she fiddled with the keys, slipping them into the rusty lock.

As she did so, I crouched behind Ralof, hefting the axe in my hand before...

Swinging it down, I buried the iron blade into the back of his skull, grinning as I heard him let out a grunt before collapsing to the ground.

"Who's there!?"

Grinning widely, I saw my Sneak and One Handed level up, pushing my overall level closer to level 2.

Dislodging the axe from Ralof's head, I moved to look at the Captain, putting on a scared face.

Panting, I looked at her with wide eyes, my hands trembling as I stuttered "H-He threatened t-to r-rape me! I-I had to do it!"

The Captain nodded at me, her eyes narrowing slightly as she looked me over.

I 'dropped' the axe, hiding a grin as I noticed that I could still pick it up from a screen, and it would instantly equip.

Opening the door, the Captain sheathed her blade as she stared at me, saying "I'm Captain Jessa, of the Imperial Legion. Who are you?"

I watched as she took a step forwards, her eyes growing dangerous.

Activating analysis on the Captain, I was giddy as I read it.

[Futa Imperial, 22, Level 7]

My eyes quickly dropped to her crotch, and seeing the large bulge in her pants, I raised my hands, backing away from her.

Noticing that I found her out, she jumped forwards, pushing me to the ground as she leaped on top of me, a feral look in her eye.

"Of course he wanted a taste of you! There's a damn dragon outside! Haha~ We're going to die, so why not get some pleasure before passing!"

She was stronger than me, and I shivered as she pinned my arms on the hard floor, leaning down as she planted her lips on mine.

Forcing her tongue in my mouth, Jessa desperately drained her saliva inside my mouth as she swirled her tongue over mine.

Moaning into my mouth, she pulled away with a snarl when I nipped her lip.

Slapping me, I felt my vision spin under her heavy blow, my cheek stinging.

"Damnit bitch, just accept it! We're going to die, so just..."

As she growled at me, she pinned both my arms with only one hand, using her free hand to undo her armor.

Tossing her steel helmet to the side with a clang, her raven black hair fell onto my face, tickling my nose.

I 'pleaded' with her, only to gasp as she tore at my ragged robes, revealing my drenched cunt to the cold air.

"You're getting off on this you whore!"

She snarled at me, undoing her belt to reveal her long cock, which slapped onto my own.

Panting, she ignored my cries as she slid herself inside, thrusting into my wet snatch as I screamed under her.

Her free hand started kneading my modest breasts, her moans and grunts joining my sobs as they echoed around the stone room.

Her muscular thighs slapped into mine, sending shivers down my spine as she took me.

Every time she thrusted her cock into me it knocked on my cervix, demanding entry to my womb.

My cries turned to reluctant moans as her heavy balls slammed into my own, sending shivers up my spine as I experience my first male orgasm.

Jessa grinned down at me as she saw my cock spray semen inside my robes, her hand slapping my sensitive cock as she said "You know what, if we ah~ make it out alive, I'll make you my personal whore... fuck, you're so tight! I could make a lot of gold off this cunt!"

Slapping my cock again, I shuddered as the pain coursed through my system, before moaning as her hand dug back into my breast, twisting and pulling at my nipple.

It took her a few more thrusts to grunt, slamming herself to the base before trembling, her eyes scrunched shut as she flooded my womb with her semen.

Panting, she removed herself from me, looking down at me with a grin.

"Get up bitch! Let's see if we can survive this mess..."

Releasing my arms, she stood up, strapping her armor back into place.

Seeing my Debauchery skill go from Level 0 to Level 2, I grinned widely, making Jessa furrow her brow.

Sending a slap towards my face again, she growled at me "The hell you grinning for? Ah, are you happy to become my little whore? Huh? Tell me!"

Shouting at me, she widened her eyes as I buried the axe in her skull, her blood spraying onto my face.

Licking it off my lips, I shuddered at the metallic taste, before removing the axe.

Blood and bits of bone clung to the iron blade, as well as some chunks of pink flesh.

Her corpse dropped to the ground, and I looted the heavy armor off her, wanting some guaranteed protection in the beginning of my journey.

However, I noticed that it was, in fact, two sets of 'armor'.

Jessa wore leather clothes, which when I put them on felt thick and tough to the touch. Wouldn't stop a blade all the time, but it was protection none the less.

I also liked the way it hugged my curves, showing everything to the world.

However, I placed the Imperial Heavy Armor on top, grunting slightly at the weight of the full steel plate.

The helmet felt suffocating, so I placed it back in my inventory, deciding I'd sell it or smelt it for materials.

Placing the axe on my hip, I also looted her steel dagger, nodding to myself as it appeared in my opposite side.

Looking myself over, I grinned as I looked down at her nude corpse, her face split down the middle. Turning, I saw Ralof's corpse as well, and I shrugged at him, saying "Honestly, you were more of a pain as a follower in my first play through..."

It felt... therapeutic to see him lying on the ground, his blood pooling under his head.

Lifting the key to the exit in my hand, I turned towards the remaining iron gate, which led to my freedom.

Caressing my stomach, I gave Jessa one last smile, saying "Honestly, if we met out there, I would've considered taking you up on your offer..."

Her semen sloshed around in my womb, and I chuckled as I looked at my status effects, where it listed whether I was going to be pregnant or not, nodding to myself when it said I was clear.

Though, I wouldn't have cared either way; it was unlikely that a child would truly grow in me with all the activity I would be getting, from killing, hard labor, and sex.

I took a breath, slotting the key into the gate and turning it, opening the way to my freedom.

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So, Debauchery is leveled up through ANY kinds of indulgences, and that was her first time in this world.

Will every time be like that? No, not at all. I just wanted to give people a quick taste of some smut after everything that happened.

As for my story decisions... well, I really don't think Ralof or Hadvar are important, and I did that as an ode to the ever reliable infinite Xp glitch in the beginning of the game, where you sneak behind them and hit them with a weapon forever since their essential NPCs.

Anyways, hoped you liked it~!

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