Setting Plans into Motion

After we exited the now normal Nightcaller Temple, I looked over the assembled Legionnaires and saluted, hiding a smirk as they saluted me back, respect in their eyes.

"Thank you for your service. Like Brina said, this land might not be our home, but as warriors it's our job to make sure that the people who can't fight for themselves are protected. Remember, even if the people of Dawnstar decide to support the Stormcloaks, even if they never thank you personally, your actions were seen by the Divines. You did good for these people and this world for eliminating a Daedric threat. Be proud of that, and rest easy knowing that your ancestors and Gods were watching."

They saluted once more before turning and trekking out into the dimly lit snowy plains of Dawnstar, one of them casting Candlelight and guiding the dozen Legionnaires back to their camp.

Erandur smiled as he bowed to them, before he looked at me and said "That was a good speech, Companion Jeleia. I hope the Divines witnessed their glorious deeds and bless them going forwards. As for me, I can only thank them for granting me the blessing of a true nights rest!"

The Dunmer Priest chuckled, with Rayya and I smiling at him and nodding, hoping for the same.

After all, a good nights rest is what I need him to have before I start breaking him...

Our journey back to Dawnstar was a peaceful one, and I took Rayya over to Brina's to report the good news, making the former Legate grin widely as she clasped forearms with us both, the warrior inside her proud of the Legionnaires performance as I regaled her about our mission.

When that was over with, I went back to Windpeak Inn and rented myself my room again, idly watching as Abelone whispered something into one of the male miners ears and led him towards another of the rooms, the mature maid winking at me before she went to relieve the man.

Rayya joined me in the room, sitting on my bed as she began to take care of her blade and armor, running a stone over the scimitars keen edge.

"You want the report on what happened earlier first?"

I nodded, taking a seat at the table and retrieving my newly acquired Daedric Artifact and an empty book, beginning to jot down some ideas as I listened to my Thrall.

"Skald fell for it like a bird to some bait; showed him some interest, let him cop a feel and before I knew it, we were in his bedroom and I was slobbering on his cock. A tad small, but he is old... Anyways, after cumming for the third time inside me, he fell asleep-"

"Wow, you and I had different experiences with our elderly partners~! Brina came so many times I lost count..."

My Thrall just rolled her eyes at me, continuing her report.

"When he was asleep, I scoured his room and took what I needed, before making my way out into the main area. Thing is, Skald DOES actually have dealings with the Blood Horkers, and specifically a trade deal that lines his coffers at the expense of his people. He's reported the current shipping dates for the 'Sea Squall' to them, whilst also advising them of any prominent merchants traversing the coast from Solitude to Windhelm...

Besides that nice little thing, I also got it lined up to make this all so much easier. That man, Bulfrek? Seems like no one in town takes him seriously because of Skald, and he hasn't gotten any action in awhile. So, I stoked his 'manly pride' and got him to fuck me for a bit, before telling him that it'd be so~ easy for him to kill Skald on his own... After he releases any dirt on Skald, that is. Fell for that harder than Skald fell for some fresh meat..."

I smirked at her, enjoying this story my Thrall was spinning for me immensely - to the point that I was already stroking myself, the Skull forgotten for the moment as I eyed her up.

"So, currently, Bulfrek is 'finding' those pages that I copied and is going to be taking them to Brina, who certainly has the ability to release them. Afterwards, when Skald is in prison, Bulfrek will likely off the old bag of bones and get himself caught, tying up some loose ends for us; himself and Skald. I don't think for a minute that the Blood Horkers wouldn't try something to free their puppet, so we should have him killed."

"We should, and if Bulfrek does that for us, that is really~ good... What a useful little Thrall you've been, Rayya... So useful~!"

She grinned at me, and without another word she stripped, presenting her muscular ass for me and inviting me inside.

Plunging myself deep into her anus, I moaned as I felt her tighten and grip my cock hard, the woman's love for anal apparent as she greedily swallowed my dick like it was nothing.

Grabbing her hips, I began to fuck my Thrall as deep as I could, deciding to take a page from Brina's book as I reached around her waist and gripped her cock, jerking it off as I filled her tight ass.

I rewarded my Thrall for a job well done, not doubting for a moment that Bulfrek would follow through with what we needed - people like him were easy to manipulate through sex, since once they got a taste for being 'respected', they were willing to do anything to get another taste.

And if Rayya promised him some more sex after he killed Skald, the man that he hated most in this world, well...

Bulfrek would kill - it doesn't take much to push someone over the edge, especially in a world embroiled in wars like Tamriel.

But, I could care less, my focus mainly on the brown skinned woman below me and how tight her ass was as I fucked her hard, wanting to cum inside a warm hole now that my 'tank' was filled up again.