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Loud and Clear 3/?
Date: 2013-01-06 04:49 am (UTC)Granted, Maven’s main intent had been to look available for potential alliances. More likely than not, wearing the Amulet of Mara would start conversations that would lead to desirable business contracts. Men might not find her beautiful, but most would be willing to put aesthetics aside for a chance to have a stake in one of the most prominent industries in Skyrim. And on the off chance she actually found someone worth sharing her bed and life with permanently… Well, she would revisit that idea if it happened.
Instead Mercer, in one fell stroke, had completely ruined that plan. No one would want anything to do with her if they knew she was involved personally with the Guildmaster of the Thieves’ Guild. It was useful for there to be rumors of her essentially running the Guild, but to be openly connected to them? Disastrous!
Maven sighed as she wheeled Frost around to head back to Black-Briar Lodge. It would get dark soon and she really did have to read that pile of documents that were waiting in her room. They weren’t going to sign themselves.
“Ms. Maven!” Maul called as Maven pulled up to the stable. The large Imperial burst into a big grin when he saw his mistress. He trotted up and took the reins of her steed so she could dismount more easily. “We got that Redguard who has been saying sh- um, discrediting you in town lately.”
“Where is she right now, Maul?” Maven asked, favoring her right hand man with a small smile. Of everyone who worked for her, Maul was her most efficient man. Too bad he was simply a bodyguard at the end of the day.
“Tied her up in one of the empty stalls,” Maul stated, jerking his thumb over his shoulder. “Couldn’t be tracking the trash into the house, ma’am.”
“Very good, Maul,” Maven said. She handed him Frost’s reins. “Be a dear and get Frost settled in while I see if I can convert one of our wayward thieves to seeing the error of her ways.”
As the Imperial led the prized steed away, Maven walked over to the stall Maul had indicated. Inside, a naked Anika was tied spread eagle against the wall. Maven was pleased to see that she didn’t look roughed up other than the shiner on her right eye.
“Looks like you took the hard way,” Maven commented as she grasped Anika’s chin and tilted the Redguard’s head so she could see the bruise better. “Shame to have to mar such a pretty little face.”
Anika’s only response was to spit in Maven’s face.
The Nord stepped back and calmly wiped her face clean of the saliva. “Crude, but I honestly expected no less from one of Mercer’s people. I do believe he did the same thing to Maul one time. Ah, speaking of Maul.”
The Imperial entered the stall carrying a simple, straight-backed chair. “Do I need to rough this one up some more, Ms. Maven?”
“No, Maul, I have this under control,” Maven said, patting the man’s shoulder. She sat on the chair Maul provided before primly crossing one ankle over another. She tapped her riding crop loudly against her hip. “Feel free to hang around and watch or take a well-deserved break. Your choice.”
“I always enjoy watching you work, ma’am,” Maul grinned. He stepped back until he was just outside the stall and leaned against the side. “Girl, you’re in for a real treat.”
“Let me guess,” Anika snarled. “You’re going to torture me until I change my tune. You’re going to cut me and beat me until I beg for mercy? Maybe have one or more of those big lugs who work for you come in here and rape me a few times?” She tossed her hair back with a proud flip of her chin. “Well, good luck with that! I don’t break easily. I’ve never snitched on a crew I’ve been with and I don’t plan on giving in to any bully any time soon.”
Loud and Clear 4/?
Date: 2013-01-06 04:51 am (UTC)“It’s not just about domination, though. Any creature misused and abused long enough will find the energy to at least turn on his master. Given enough opportunities, he becomes a liability and has to be put down.” Maven looked down at her immaculate red finger nails and flicked a speck of dirty away. “It’s wasteful, and I abhor wastefulness.”
Maven stood and moved until she was about arm’s length away from Anika. “You see, my dear, I essentially have a business contract with the Thieves’ Guild. Nothing officially written on parchment, mind you, but a contract nonetheless. You lot give me my percentage and back me up when I need it and I give you the protection you need from the law.” Maven twirled the riding crop lazily. “When someone steps out of line though,” the riding crop shot out and snapped against Anika’s left nipple, “then discipline must be given.”
Anika screamed more from shock than pain. She had not been expecting that!
“I don’t like hurting people,” Maven continued, her voice still even and calm as if she was discussing the weather with Maramal in Riften. “It’s just crude. We’re a civilized people, are we not? But unfortunately, some people are simple beasts and have to be trained accordingly.”
As the Black-Briar matron spoke, she continued to snap the riding crop against Anika’s dark flesh. The crop danced over Anika’s body - a quick flick against her inner thigh, followed by a harder crack over her upper arm, a solid landing on her right breast. All over, Maven slapped the crop against the Redguard’s skin, leaving stinging marks.
Anika bit down on her lip to keep from crying out. It hurt like hell when Maven hit her, but more strangely, Anika found that she was being turned on by the pain. It was getting harder and harder to not moan with pleasure as the crop made its way over her body.
“You like this,” Maven observed. She propped the crop on her shoulder, a small smile of amusement crossing her otherwise bored expression.
“N-no,” Anika stammered.
“No need to lie, child,” Maven scolded. She ran the tip of the crop up Anika’s thigh until it touched her sex. She rubbed the shaft hard against the girl’s crotch and when she pulled it away it was glistening with dampness. “The evidence is against you.”
“Well, so what?” Anika muttered.
“So, just tell the truth,” Maven purred as she ran the riding crop down Anika’s jaw. “Communication is always important in a business deal.” She flicked the riding crop against Anika’s nipple. “Now, do you like it?”
“Yes,” Anika growled, grinding her teeth. “I do.”
“I do what?” Maven pressed as she snapped the whip against Anika’s ass.
“I do like it, ma’am!” Anika fairly screamed. She strained against her restraints as her back arched from the pleasure that ran through her from the strike.
“That’s so much better, isn’t it?” Maven smirked. She pressed her body firmly against the Redguard’s. Her lips played over the younger woman’s as her nails ran down Anika’s body. She loved how the girl writhed under her, especially around the leg that was securely pressed against the girl’s crotch. She ground against Anika and listened to the girl’s stifled moans.
“We don’t have to be enemies,” Maven insisted as she twisted Anika’s nipples. When Anika groaned softly, Maven kissed her, pushing her tongue completely against the other woman’s. “I prefer for this sort of relationship, don’t you agree?”
“Yes,” Anika murmured. She shrieked when Maven pinched her nipples. “Yes, ma’am! Damn it, damn it, damn it!”
Loud and Clear 5/?
Date: 2013-01-06 04:54 am (UTC)Anika tried to struggle against being dominated by Black-Briar, but gods it felt so good. The pressure kept building up as Maven pressed against her, moving in the way only another woman would. Finally, Anika relented and let her orgasm roll through her.
When she finished, she found that she was only standing because she was tied into place. It felt like her legs were jelly. At least it was over.
“We’re not done,” Maven said, almost as if she could read the Redguard’s thoughts. She laughed at the astonished expression on the girl’s face. “Not by the slightest bit. I want to hear you beg.”
The pressure from the leg was gone and replaced by long fingered hands. Maven pressed her thumb against Anika’s clit and swirled it lazily while another finger slid into Anika’s folds. Maven removed her hand and licked a sopping wet finger. “Hm, sweet,” she chuckled. “Almost as sweet as my bee’s honey.”
Then her hand was back and she was pumping hard against Anika, giving no mercy in her actions. Gods, it felt so good. There was no awkward fumbling or stumbling here. Maven knew what she wanted and how to get it. Another orgasm was building up and no matter what Anika did to stop it – thinking of getting caught stealing, trying to say the alphabet backwards, thinking of the worst smells ever – she wasn’t able to stop from coming again.
Dust fell from the ceiling as Anika strained against her bonds. She managed to stifle her cries as she came. At least she had that little bit of dignity to hold onto.
“Oh, that was a good one,” Maven murmured. “Let’s try for an even better one.”
The Nord continued to bite along Anika’s shoulder as she fingered her harder and harder. Her pace didn’t waver and in fact quickened as she continued to finger fuck her captive thief. Meanwhile Maven’s free hand had found Anika’s breast and pinched and pulled the Redguard’s nipple almost lazily.
Maven started to whisper gently in the younger woman’s ear. “You’re so young and lovely. You must have men and women constantly wanting your favor. You strike me as the type who holds back though. You think yourself better than the rest. Here, you’re nothing though. You’re mine to use as I wish. I don’t want you, but that doesn’t mean I won’t use you.”
It took everything in Anika to focus on breathing so she wouldn’t cry out at Maven’s taunts. She had bitten her lip so hard that blood was running down her chin. It stung as she bit it again as her third orgasm crashed through her body – unwanted but still so gods damn good.
“You seemed a little less enthusiastic about that one,” Maven reprimanded. She bent down and picked up the crop again. “I think I need to work you up again.”
“M-maven?” Anika stuttered.
“Shush,” Maven pressed one finger against Anika’s lips to quiet her. She could smell her own arousal on the Nord’s finger. Maven winked. “Just relax. That’s what I’m working on.”
Maven started at Anika’s feet, flicking the crop against them sharply before moving up the woman’s legs. When she reached the Redguard’s ass she struck there until both cheeks were covered in lash marks. She travelled up Anika’s torso to her breasts, the tip of the crop flickering over the sensitive nipples with as much tenderness as a Khajiit’s tongue. Finally, she slapped it against the bite marks along Anika’s neck and shoulders.
Anika shuddered against the blows. She expected Maven to start fingering her again, but this time Maven turned pushed the crop against Anika’s folds and ground it against her clit. The leather of the whip scraped unforgivingly against her too-sensitive skin, but it didn’t stop Anika from coming for a fourth time.
“Oh please, oh gods, please,” Anika screamed as she came. She bounced against her restraints hard enough to leave red angry marks against her ankles and wrists.
Loud and Clear 6/?
Date: 2013-01-06 04:55 am (UTC)“That was the best one yet,” Maven said, her voice full of praise. “Now, let’s see if we can do even better.”
“No, please,” Anika wept. “Please, I’m sorry I shot off my big mouth. I’m sorry I said all those mean things about you. Please. I’m sorry.”
“I know, dear girl,” Maven said gently. She ran her hand down Anika’s jaw softly. “I know.” She turned to Maul. “Maul, untie her, clean her up, and make sure she is escorted properly back to the Ratway. It would not do if something were to happen to her between here and the city.”
“Of course, Maven,” Maul said. He had the thief’s clothes in his hands already. As Maven moved to go into the lodge, Maul untied the limp thief. When Anika fell to the ground, he squatted by her. “Do you see why I pledge myself to Maven instead of the Guild?”
Anika managed to roll over so she would watch the proud Nord striding towards her house with not a hair out of place despite the rather vigorous sex she had forced onto her reluctant guest. Damn that had been hot. “Yeah, I guess I do.”
Far away in the cold hold of Haafinger below the estate of the Thalmor Embassy, there was a cave that smelled darkly of blood and death. Ribcages and femurs that look suspiciously like human bones littered the entrance. Screaming echoed inside the cavern before two men burst outside.
Brynjolf spun around and threw a pair of daggers back into the gaping black maw while Mercer, shirtless, stumbled further away. A roar filled the air as a frost troll followed the fleeing thieves. Its chest sported Brynjolf’s daggers as it swiped at the two men.
Brynjolf placed himself between his Guildmaster and the creature as it charged them. The Nord swallowed nervously. There were no weapons between the two of them and Mercer didn’t even have any armor. It didn’t look too good for the two thieves.
Another scream filled the air, this time behind the troll. “Don’t turn your back on me!” Vex challenged. She jumped on the creature’s back while twirling her twin Elven daggers before sinking them into its neck. Blood flew in the air as she slit its throat. “You totally owe me, Mercer,” the Imperial bragged as she slid to the ground.
“Don’t worry,” Mercer spat, “you’ll get paid.” The Breton stumbled to a tree and leaned against it, breathing in the fresh air. He had been the Thalmor’s prisoner ever since the New Life Festival. They had been convinced that he was a spy for their enemies and kept asking him all sorts of weird questions.
And fucking Maven Black-Briar had left him in their mercy. One word from her and he would have been released. Instead he had been abandoned and forgotten.
Mercer jumped when Brynjolf placed his hand on the Guildmaster’s shoulder. “Our horses are tied up nearby,” the Nord indicated with a jerk of his chin. “We can ride to Solitude to get a horse for you and some clothes.”
“Good,” Mercer nodded. “Then we head for Riften.” He growled softly. “I have some unfinished business to take care of.”
Loud and Clear - Notes
Date: 2013-01-06 04:57 am (UTC)I really enjoyed writing this. I give huge kudos to the anon who helped me with input on the forced orgasm kink. I actually have no experience or knowledge of it and so her preferences in this area helped out a lot!
Re: Loud and Clear - Notes
Date: 2013-01-06 05:19 am (UTC)Thank you!
OP here!
Date: 2013-01-06 11:01 pm (UTC)I'm so happy this has been filled - femslash isn't very popular on here so I wasn't holding out much hope!
But thank you A!A for your utterly wonderful and sexy fill!
;)
Re: OP here!
Date: 2013-01-07 01:26 am (UTC)I agree that there's a lot less femslash than any other relationship type. I write a lot more het personally and this isn't my personal kink, but I really loved stretching my abilities by giving it a try. And I admit that it's perfect for Maven.
Re: Loud and Clear 6/?
Date: 2013-01-07 12:59 am (UTC)I've never been into femslash before, but this fandom is quickly bringing me around.
Re: Loud and Clear 6/?
Date: 2013-01-07 01:33 am (UTC)