Chapitre 45: Investments
After giving Ysolda that free tidbit on Thorald Gray-Mane, I smirked at the woman sitting on the bed, saying "So was that enough to prove to you that I won't toss you to the Guards?"
The petite Nord nodded, her face thoughtful as she sat their, likely wondering how to best make money off the information I gave her; she was likely going through her list of clientele and determining who had the deepest pockets and highest desire to blackmail the Gray-Manes.
However, I could care less about her making money; maybe it was due to my ties to Sanguine, but I was almost eternally aroused, and currently, sitting before me, was a beautiful woman who had sucked on my cock just moments earlier.
I wanted more.
Feeling myself getting hard again, I continued to smirk at the woman, adding "Well, you still need to satisfy me to keep me from talking; I imagine the reward I'd get from outing you would be rather substantial, after all."
Ysolda froze, her lips pulled into a frown as she stared over at me, only to sigh as her eyes made their way down to my throbbing erection.
"You... fucking hells, you cultists are all the same."
Chuckling, I remained silent; I had no idea what other Sanguine cultists were like, but I was no cultist...
I was the Daedric Prince of Debauchery's new Champion, and eventually, I would be his right hand.
Maybe even more.
However, I tossed that thought from my mind; I was well aware of how mind boggling powerful these Daedric Princes truly were; that's why I had always found it funny that those in the community believed them to be pushovers.
After all, you either end up ignoring their requests or refusing to do their bidding.
Which, in a game, is acceptable.
In reality?
I was content with being the Champion, the Right Hand of the Daedric Lord of Pleasure and Lust.
The power I got from that position alone would be enough to reset this life of mine innumerable times over.
All I needed to do was grow into that role, and I would be set for the rest of my unending life.
However, Ysolda thought of me as just another one of the cultists to Prince Sanguine, and I saw no reason to correct her.
Letting out another irritated sigh, I watched as Ysolda let her dress fall to the floor, revealing her petite curves.
Grinning, I tossed my clothes to the side as well, swiftly pushing the woman down onto the bed.
Burying my face into the crook of her neck, I started sucking on her pale flesh, enjoying the way she writhed under me.
Grinding my cock against hers, I chuckled as she let out a reluctant moan, making me ask "You sound reluctant, and yet you sucked me off with a better technique than a whore; you're used to this, aren't you?"
Gyrating my hips against hers, I enjoyed the heat of her body against mine, waiting for an answer.
I was rather interested in hearing about others previous experiences, especially ones like hers or Mila's; I don't know why, but I found it rather arousing listening to what they've been through.
She glared up at me, her brown eyes annoyed as she stared at me.
Kissing her neck again, I listened as she sighed, before saying "I guess you'll want some story or something? Is that what you're into? Hah~..."
Hearing her moan as I slid into her wet pussy, I continued marking her neck, gently thrusting up into her womb.
Her cunt was tight, and each thrust felt incredibly as I entered and exited her womb, her folds massaging my shaft.
"You~... Hah... alright, I'll talk! Calm down a little..."
Slowing down slightly, I listened as she started, my mind drifting to imagining her words.
"I've sold myself to the Khajiit Caravans a few times for tips and opportunities to meet important people... which would, in turn, end up with me in their beds as well. I've been fine with using my body to create connections, so when Ri'Saad offered to allow me to meet the... owner of Sleeping Tree Camp if I stayed with him for a few nights, I leapt at the chance.
The older Khajiit was rather insatiable, and I was usually face down in his bedroll most of the time, subject to his intense knotting whenever he grew heated, and sometimes his guards joined in.
Besides him, I also rolled into bed with a High Elf, who wanted to 'experience what we lowly mortals do for fun'...
She was rather intense as well, using whips and wax to batter my body as she pleased, and I made away with little more than a verbal agreement that she would send me funds for a project of mine, while she got a week of pure pleasure in return.
More locally, since you seem so damn interested, I've gotten with Carlotta, and we've been discussing an official relationship, but I'm more interested in using her as a shield than anything else; don't have time for love, let alone love for a woman who might turn me in.
We've been getting together more frequently, and I'm enjoying the release she gives me whenever we get together..."
Staring at the pale woman below me, I chuckled as I leaned down, gently kissing her cheek.
Feeling her flinch at that, I chuckled again before whispering "That was satisfactory, thank you. Now..."
Speeding up, I grinned as the woman started moaning slightly at each thrust, before sighing as I asked "Am I better than most of the others you've been with?"
Lifting her hips slightly, I started knocking against the top of her womb, making her moan louder as I thrust harder.
Gritting her teeth, Ysolda tried to hold in her moans before giving in as I trailed one of my hands up to her small breasts, my fingers pulling at her hard nipple.
"Yes~! Fuck you, yes~! You're hitting the right fucking spots~! Damnit!"
Letting out a laugh, I continued to thrust forwards, lowering my hand from her now puffy nipple to her erect cock.
It just spilled out of my hand, and she gasped as I wrapped my fingers around it.
Jerking her off as I continued reshaping her womb, I watched as the woman started moaning uncontrollably, her eyes growing hazy as I brought her towards two orgasms.
Feeling her tighten up considerably, my smile dropped as I focused on my movements, wanting to fill her with my semen when she came.
Thankfully it didn't take long, as the woman let out a shout as her cock sprayed a thick load over her petite chest, painting her already fair skin completely white, while her cunt clamped down on my cock, spraying ejaculate over my plump thighs.
Grunting, I felt my balls convulse on her soft ass, before I came hard inside her womb.
{You have successfully flooded Ysolda's ovaries with your semen! She is pregnant with twins!}
I grinned at the notification, watching as the petite Nord continued to pant as I filled her with my seed, only to unconsciously whine as I pulled out.
Slapping my cock against her now creamy snatch, I laid down beside her, smirking at her slack face as I whispered "I can't wait to fuck you again~!"
She rolled her eyes at me before pushing me up slightly, making me watch in amusement as the woman buried her face in my crotch, her tongue coiling around my cum covered cock as she cleaned it.
Laying a hand on her head, I enjoyed her post sex cleanup blowjob before giving her stomach another helping of my cum, watching as the woman expertly gulped it down.
Feeling a little satiated, I watched as my cock grew flaccid, much to her relief.
However, she furrowed her brow as she stared at it, asking "Shouldn't you cultists be..?"
Letting out a laugh, I said "Even we can be satiated, Ysolda. You weren't wrong; I spend most of my time cumming my brains out, so I can... set down time for myself. I just thought you might want to keep this brief."
She nodded, before moving to lay in my arms.
Staring down at her in surprise, I saw her smirk up at me as she coyly whispered "I've done this enough to stamp down on my irritation and reluctance; I can live with getting fucked for a deal. Besides, we're both making... investments in the other, aren't we~?"
Nodding, I spanked her ass, making her moan, before I whispered back "We are~! Which is why I'm looking forwards to having this ass for the foreseeable future~!"
Rolling her eyes at me, she said "Well then, can you help me with an investment now?"
"What?"
Seeing her go from coy and seductive to business, I just raised a brow, remaining silent.
"See, I want the Bannered Mare, and Hulda said she'd sell. Two years ago. I want to know what's taking so long, but she insists it's just an experience thing. Swears I'm not ready for the tavern yet, but isn't willing to teach me..."
Smirking at her, I asked "Are you asking me to... make Hulda disappear?"
Trailing her fingers up my stomach, she gave me a coy smile, saying "Well, that's one way to do it... Maybe she'd consider retiring if she got pregnant? Maybe if someone just... offered her a lot of money? Or yes... if she died, I could take it over..."
Chuckling at that, I said "If I bought the Bannered Mare, you'd be working for me. You get that, right? And I would want something from you as well~!"
She nodded, her fingers reaching my cheek as she said "I'd be willing to be your woman; I'd give birth to your children, and in exchange, I want the Bannered Mare."
Pursing my lips, I stared at her before leaning down, whispering "That's tempting... another woman to breed when I wanted~? Are you sure you're willing to make that trade? Today was but a taste of my appetite, dear Ysolda~"
She shivered slightly before taking a deep breath, her brown eyes filling with resolve before she nodded.
"I could take it. Whatever it takes to make my dream true, I'll do it. Besides, I can think of worse fates."
Chuckling again, I grabbed her chin and made her stare at me, saying "I won't restrain you, but I do want children. And I think Carlotta would make an excellent worker at the Inn, don't you?"
Shivering in my hold, Ysolda stared at me with wide eyes as she asked "You're asking me to continue with Carlotta... while you continue with me?"
"Sure, why not? Tell her that the first kid was from a fling, but you've always wanted a kid, and the second one... well, if you want, I can just say I offered you too much money to refuse. As for Carlotta... I think once you have a kid with her, she won't leave; not after already experiencing poverty with a kid once..."
Ysolda was staring at me in mild disbelief before letting out a laugh, shaking her head slightly as she said "I forgot... you're a damn Daedric cultist. You're all twisted..."
Kissing her lips, I rolled on top of her, reinserting myself into her as I said "Compliment me like that again~!"
Giving the woman another creamy filling, I left her unconscious form sprawled out in her bed, setting off for Warmaidens.
The thought of owning business' was now in my head, and I was curious to know how much each one would cost me.
Maybe I could own more than just Helgen one day...
Maybe...
I could own Whiterun...
Markarth...
The Western Holds...
All of Skyrim.
Mine.
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