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You Will Be Richly Rewarded 1/3

[(Anonymous)]

Ok... I hope this is along the lines of what you're looking for. I have never written like this before so I do hope you enjoy it!

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"How did I end up here?" she wondered as she hung naked by her wrists. Her orifices filled with thick, wet tentacles, "Oh that's right. I turned my back on a god."

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"Did you think to escape me, Miraak? You can hide nothing from me here. No matter. I have found a new Dragonborn to serve me." came the thundering voice from above.

Miraak cried back in defiance to the ancient god, "May she be rewarded for her service as I am!"

Miraak's death was harsh and swift. So much that it knocked Anaïs from her feet, sending her sliding across the rough stone ground. Hermaeus Mora's eye turned its attention to her, "Miraak harbored fantasies of rebellion against me. Learn from his example. Serve me faithfully, and you will continue to be richly rewarded."

Anaïs pulled herself up to her elbows. "No..."

"No?"

"No! I'm not a pawn! I'm not *your* pawn!" She came to her feet and stood in defiance. Deep down she was terrified that her death would be as quickly as Miraak's, but she refused to back down. "I am the Dragonborn! I will make my own path and my own destiny and I will be a servant to NO Daedra!"

With her final words echoing around the platform she turned to walk away. A sudden crack against the back of her armor sent Anaïs tumbling forward onto her knees, "This is it." she thought, "This is how I die... at the hands of this monster."

She barely had a moment to finish her thought before a tentacle wrapped around her ankle and roughly dragged her across the platform. She grabbed for something, anything, to hold onto, but she knew it was a fruitless attempt. Did she really believe the strength in her arms was enough to stop him from wrenching her towards him?

Suddenly she was weightless. Being lifted into the air as the platform beneath her shrinking, wind whistling in her ears, "He's going to drop me! I'll be nothing more than a small splatter stain in his realm. Another Dragonborn who defied him and paid the price for it."

She came to an immediate and jerking halt. Anaïs felt his eye staring at her. She refused to meet his stare and instead closed her eyes, waiting for the tentacle to release its grip and let her plummet to her death. Her eyes shot open to meet his frightening stare as she felt a boot slide off her leg. Another tentacle wrapped itself around her exposed ankle as the other boot slid off. More tentacles appeared then pulling off bits and pieces of her armor. Shredding the leather as if it were as brittle as old parchment. All that remained was her tunic, which, with nothing to hold it down against her, flew up and covered her face, and breeches.

Anaïs grabbed at the tunic and pulled it back down to cover herself. A foolish hope that the small act would keep her from losing her clothing further. Two tentacles whipped themselves around her wrists and pulled her arms back, thrusting her chest forward. Her tunic and breeches were unceremoniously shredded as the rest of her armor had been. The thick linen scraps gently wafting to the ground below.

Her eyes alight with shock and embarrassment as she hung there, completely bare in front of the ever judging eye of Hermaeus Mora. "You will serve me faithfully, Dragonborn. One way or another... you will serve me."