This is Skyrim, but not like you know it. You see, from the beginning of the first Era, this Skyrim has been... Alot more open to Diabella's teachings, and Saguine's desires, leading to Skyrim now being home to things ranging from lingerie shops, to bondage shops, to slave camps. If it is sexual, Skyrim has it somewhere. Even dungeons have them, and people are always wanting to get their hands on some of the Dwemer inventions... well, some people. While people are more sexually active, you will still find those who are just like they are in normal Skyrim, and those who preach that chastity is a virtue. Although one person is about to realise that some preach chastity in a different sense...
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Name: Felicia
Age: 26
Appearance: She is a female khajiit with light grey fur with dark grey markings and stripes and her body and face are very feminine. She is average height for her age and has a curvy build that is also very slightly thin. She has c-cup breasts and a round rear to go with her body.
Bio: Felicia was a skilled thief of the Thieves Guild, using her khajiit reflexes and flexibility to her advantage in order to get into homes and get out before she was caught. It also helped her escape many close situations. She also uses her feminine charm to her advantage as well, though that sometimes almost got her into some sticky situations. However her skills brought on jealousy by one rival thief. One day he got fed up wit her always being better and decided to get rid of her. He sends her to a den to steal something valuable, but what she didn't know was that it was a den of slavers that were told of her coming. She was caught quickly and was soon enslaved, but she won't give in easily.
You are in the back of a caged cart, the last shreds of your clothes hanging off you, your arms tied firmly behind your back with rope, ankles tied together, and a piece of cloth in your mouth like a makeshift gag. You see through the bars that the cart is being pulled through large wooden gates, from which you can tell from their rugged design meant you weren't going to be in a cozy inn anytime soon. As the gates close behind the cart, it pulls to a stop, and you hear the movement of people around in the front until someone comes over, holding a set of keys and a collar with magical seals crudely engraved into it. He unlocks the door, and with practised speed has the collar on you before you can so much as attempt to try and escape. He gives a chuckle, before saying in a deep, gravely voice;
"Oh how the mighty have fallen. I'm going to untie your legs and ungag you, and you are going to follow me. If you don't, I'm pretty sure the guards and archers will have no problem with you while you are tied up, understand?"you probably would have told the man to fuck off as soon as he ungags you and gets to work on removing the rope around your ankles, then made a break for it, but you feel an overwhelming sense to do as he says... not to mention what else you want to do to him, as dirty images flash through your mind, having you in all kinds of submissive positions, with him dominating you...