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Skyrim Page 5 - "NAKED! Naked naked naked "

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"Is Jorlysa ready?" The older Nord asked, checking the fit of his riding glove.

"Yes Da, she'll be out in a moment." The younger Nord male looked down at the ground.

"Jorn, do not pity your sister. She was chosen for this great honor and accepted with a willing heart. She goes with honor and devotion."

"Yes Da." Jorn responded. Soon a young girl barely into her eighteenth Sun's Dusk exited the house and approched the carriage. She wore thick, warm clothing and a hooded cloak hiding most of her face.

"Come Jorlysa, the time has come. The others will be waiting." Her father spoke.

"Yes father." She said, in a low golden voice. Her father helped her into the carriage and then took a seat beside her.

"Jorn, take care of your Ma and siblings while I'm gone. See that the rituals are kept in my absence." The carriage started off into the cold, snowy night.

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Jorlysa could see the shrine coming into view. A chill ran through her body. Finally, the moment she had been waiting for most of her life now had arrived. Would she be adequate? Would she make her parents proud? She had to divorce herself from those thoughts - she was no longer her parents' daughter, she was a great offering, as vessel for her people. She must play her chosen part.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the shrine. A group of people wearing maroon robes and hoods were waiting in a camp. Two large bonfires were blazing. As Jorlysa and her father approached the group, a man greeted them.

"You are here! Your safe arrival brings us all relief." He said, gesturing for them to come toward the group. "Jorl, this day your daughter serves as part of a great ritual. We will summon our Lord if He is pleased." The man looked at Jorlysa, "And pleased He will be." His lip curled into a hungry grin.

He handed Jorl a coin purse. "As agreed." he grunted. Jorl took the purse and put his hand on Jorlysa's shoulder. Without saying a word, he turned and walked back to the carriage, departing into the night.

"Well, let us begin." The man said, his hand on Jorlysa's back directing her to a place between the bonfires.

"You know why you are here child?" An old woman asked.

"Yes." Jorlysa answered.

"And you know what is expected of you?"

"Yes."

"Then lay down for the inspection." Dutifully, Jorlysa complied.

The old woman crouched and spread Jorlysa's legs. She pushed her dress and cloak back, revealing the girl's under garments. The old women took her dagger and cut them away, leaving Jorlysa's sex exposed to the cold, night sky. The old woman lowered her head and looked closely, her old finger pulling back part of Jorlysa's tender inner lips.

"She's untouched." The old woman declared. She then took a bottle and poured oil on Jorlysa's exposed sex, annointing it. The old woman then stood and opened her robe. Jorlysa got to her knees and kissed the woman between the legs.

"Thank you, matron." She said. Then others gathered around and removed all of her clothing. Jorlysa was shivering, despite the raging bonfires. The group then began to chant, pouring oils on her breasts, shoulders, and back. When they were done they robed her in ceremonial garments.

"Kneel, maid of the Mythic Dawn. We who will be delivered by you actions wish to fortify you with our life force, as is the custom."

Jorlysa knelt and the male cult members encircled her, reaching under their robes to stroke themselves. Each in succession approached her, vigorously rubbing his erection. Jorlysa opened her mouth and each member in turn released his seed, cumming into her waiting mouth. They were chanting in the Daedric language as she swallowed load after load, each member depositing his seed in turn.

When the last member shook the last drop of cum into her mouth, she arrose. The member who had greeted her took her by the hand and lead her up the long staircase to the shrine of Mehrunes Dagon.

"Now, the Dremora will not attack you, but they will not talk with you. They were spawned for one purpose - to rut you continually until you are pleasing to Lord Dagon, then you can conceive. They will not be gentle..." he trailed off.

Jorlysa climbed the last staircase alone, for the Dremora would have killed the human male on sight. As she crested the landing, she saw four Dremora, one representing each arm of Lord Dagon, waiting. It was terribly windy and snowy at the summit, she almost lost footing several times. One Dremora stepped forward and took her firmly by the arm, directing her inside the shrine.

Jorlysa was ushered down a long hallway of ice - the shrine was carved into the very snow-capped mountain. She could hear the heavy breathing of the Dremora, almost beast-like as they walked silently. Her heart quickened with the pending ritual.

The hallway opened into an interior chamber. Fires were lit and a low, ceremonial slab was waiting. There were two kinds of offerings one made to the Daedra and it was not her blood that would satisfy this night.

They lead her to the slab and she mounted it, removing her robes and stared at them, kneeling on the stone. She watched them remove their robes, now their red and black naked bodies before her. They were larger than humans - even larger than the High Elves she had seen, both in frame and in the size of their sex. Jorlysa tensed at the thought, but resolved herself to the choice she had made.

One of the Dremora brought over a cup and offered it to her. Jorlysa drank it, a sweet, heady wine. The Dremora then mixed the liquid with some of the ashes from a burned offering and began administering the sacred verse to her naked body. Her skin prickled from his touch. She watched as the humanoid painted the daedric characters on her and she found herself experiencing a heat in her groin. She shifted her weight subconsciously, new to the sensation. The Dremora grunted and grabbed her waist to steady her. She looked to the other three and saw they were staring at her, their eyes looking at her, not with regard or recognition, but with a hunger and devoted to only one purpose. She swallowed hard.

Finally, the Dremora finished and returned the cup to a nearby table. He then grabbed her by her breasts, bringing her forward and off balance. She fell to all fours on the stone slab, his cock right before her mouth.

"Open!" He commanded in a half scream, half yell that the daedra made when speaking the Common Tongue. Jorlysa knew the rite: Dagon, the Daedric Prince of destruction would want to have the virginal offering debased in order to claim her for Oblivion. She exhaled and opened her mouth.

The Dremora's cock was already hard and he guided it into her mouth, not in an overly aggressive manner but certainly not with consideration. She thought her jaw might dislocate with his size, but she was able to fit him in her mouth. As he withdrew and began to thrust into her mouth, she felt hands push her legs apart. A wet tongue licked her between the legs, then she felt a Dremora's cock pushing against her unopened sex.

She tensed, bracing for the breach of her virginity. The hard cock pushed steadily against her and she finally felt her sex give way, her tender lips parting for the large Dremora's erection. The cock slid painfully into her and she winced, but held fast in her duty. He completely sheathed his cock in her young sleeve and then withdrew to then thrust in earnest. She grunted with the discomfort that was slowly dissipating, the other Dremora still working his cock in and out of her mouth.

The one at her mouth stepped away to allow a third access to her. He also began working his hard cock in and out of her hot mouth, her young, pussy now very wet from the large Dremora cock that had been deeply penetrating and opening her. She no longer felt any pain, but a a slight discomfort and an intense heat in her lower stomach that was strangely pleasant. She found herself tilting her pelvis, so her ass was more raised.

She then felt the Dremora remove his cock from her now wet pussy and push against the very tight closing of her ass. She grimaced with anticipation, clenching her fists on the stone slab. The large cock pushed into her ass and she cried out, a Dremora cock in her mouth muffling her moan. The cock was large and unforgiving, but she was surprised with how stimulated she felt. The more she relaxed, the warmer her groin became.

After several moments, she was flipped over, the Dremora penetrating her ass now under her, his cock moving very deep inside her now. She was laid down, her back parallel to him and he thrust into her ass firecely. The first Dremora went back to her mouth, plunging his cock deep into her throat. The fourth Dremora who had not penetrated her yet slid his eager cock into her pussy, now opened and somewhat recently accustomed to the size. The feeling of large Dremora cock in both her pussy and ass was overwhelmingly full. When they both started thrusting in earnest, she felt a flood of wetness emerge from her sex, her body instinctively lubricating itself.

The last Dremora got up on the slab and straddled over her, pushing her breasts together and began to thrust his cock between them, as the other three penetrated her pussy, ass, and mouth. All four began to grunt and pant, quickening their thrusts. She could smell their skin and the feel the heat of their breath upon her. The sounds of their cocks plunging into her from every end filled the interior room of the sanctuary so that the slurping and suction sounds drowned out the noise of the fires crackling. Finally, she heard then begin to growl and loudly grunt, each coming in their perspective orifice, with the one thrusting between her breasts, splashing his thick, hot seed over the firm mounds of her breasts, the liquid coating her nipples and pooling onto her chest and neck. She could feel the Dremora coming in her pussy and ass and could taste the salty seed in her mouth. She knew this was the will of Lord Dagon in an effort to destroy her purity, but she was surprised at how much she enjoyed the ritual - serving his desires and being administered to by the Dremora. Perhaps this was why the Fates had chosen her?

When the Dremora finally withdrew from her, she collapsed onto the ceremonial slab with fatigue. But she knew they would soon be at her again, as the ritual was to be performed continually throughout the night. She was almost ashamed at how eager she was to have them inside her again...

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kinks: size, daedra, groupsex, virgin, ritual sex, Mythic Dawn

This was incredibly sexy anon, I salute you.

Absolutely fantastic! I'm quite sad it ends there, but I enjoyed every word.

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