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Re: The Die is Cast 5/?

[(Anonymous)]

Hands stroked over my back, sliding up my spine to my now tangled mass of hair. The hands pulled it away from my face, to one side. I turned my head revealing Mercer in my peripheral gaze. He stared down at me, almost impassively and then returned to lightly massaging my back, giving me time to recover from the intensity of the Centurion sphere. When I had calmed and recovered my breath I felt the tip of his cock brush the entrance to my cunt rubbing round my still sensitive clit. I moaned behind the gag, partly from arousal and partly from fear. Then he slid in, warm and throbbing, so much better than the cold, slickness of the machine. His pace was almost agonisingly slow, flickering embers to the consuming blaze I had just experienced but it felt so much more right. My hips were starting to roll back to meet his thrusts and my inner walls were clenching around his cock on each thrust. Behind me, Mercer leaned forward to bit the slope of my neck, covering my body with his. I could feel the smoothness of his leather armour against my bare back. His lips slid up to my ear, nibbling on my earlobe, making me groan as he whispered, "You know, little Nightingale, I've wanted to do this to you ever since Brynjolf brought you into the Cistern. So full of potential, so fucking pure."

With that he pulled out of me, leaving me empty. I could feel the tip of his penis, slick from my juices, trail up to my other hole. I steeled myself. I will not break. The tip of his cock circled my anus lubricating it with my own juices. Then his head pushed in. The burning, stinging stretching was almost a welcome relief from the pleasure overload I had suffered earlier. Pain I could deal with.

Mercer didn't give me time to adjust, working his cock deeper in me. I gritted my teeth against the gag, grunting with pain as my ass spasmed around him. Liquid splashed against my cheek and I glanced up to see one of the Bandits, the Dunmer, cumming, semen soaking my face and hair. Another bandit must have followed as I felt another splash against my back as they jerked off to the sight of me impaled on Mercer's cock. Mercer merely laughed, "Just wait till you try her boys, she even better than she looks."
Then Mercer began to thrust, without mercy, setting a punishing pace. He wanted to possess me, to make me submit. And I would be damned before I gave in.

Then he slid his hand down to my clit, rubbing over it in time with his thrusts. It was a strangely erotic feeling, I felt full, stretched beyond belief and yet my cunt was empty. My body wanted something in there and my hips rolled back involuntarily against his nimble fingers. Mercer moaned as I started fucking back, sliding first one finger in there, then another. I moaned, as I came again, now familiar ripples riding through me, causing me to clench down on Mercer's cock, still deep in my ass. Mercer chuckled darkly, as he continued thrusting through my orgasm.
"I want you to remember that I was the first one here, Dragonborn. That I claimed you this night and nothing, no one, will ever be able to erase it or make you forget just how much you enjoyed it." His thrusts were more erratic and all I could do was lie there, cheek pressed against the coolness of the stone as I quivered and shook, "I will be your dark, depraved little secret." With that he thrust hard into me one last time, fingers bruising my hips. I could feel his warm cum shooting into me, a strange and alien sensation. He stayed in me, until he softened and his member slipped from my ass, a splash of seed following. I felt open and sore and, though I didn't want to admit it, utterly satisfied in a dark twisted way. My eyelids flickered shut with exhaustion and I could hear the rustle of cloth as Mercer refastened his trousers. Beyond that I could hear the laughter and murmur from the bandits as they approached me. "She's all yours, gentlemen. Just remember to leave her tied up at the end, just like we discussed. I want Karliah and Brynjolf to find their precious little protégée. As for you, my little Nightingale, I'll see you soon. For now, I've got some gems to steal and fellow birds to kill."