Aching Heartfire: Cucking The Dovahkiin | 5 | The Fall of The Thalmor Embassy

The Thalmor Embassy; once a pristine and immaculate example of Altmer arrogance and superiority had long since been degraded and turned into little more than a symbol of a Stormcloak victory. Banners bearing the symbol of the Stormcloaks dedicated to the Bear of Eastmarch, Ulfric Stormcloak flew all over the pillaged embassy.

Not long after seizing the city of Solitude and killing both General Tullius and Legate Rikke did Ulfric, Galmar Stone-Fist and the Dragonborn along with a sizeable portion of the Stormcloak forces march upon the last remaining safe haven the Thalmor had left in Skyrim while the other Stormcloaks who took part in the assault on Solitude kept order in the city, Northwatch Keep having long been devasted by the Dragonborn and Thorald Grey-Mane after rescuing Thorald's brother had since been captured and turned into an outpost for the Stormcloaks to ensure the Thalmor were no longer able to operate from there ever again.

The Dragonborn could hear the unmistakable sounds of erotic moaning as he entered the torture chambers which once held captured Talos worshippers after Northwatch Keep had been assaulted and taken by the Stormcloaks and now instead found themselves serving a much better purpose, holding restrained female Thalmor Justiciar's as they were ravaged by both male and female's of mostly Nord's, said Nord's being member's of the Stormcloak rebellion and even just some residents of Skyrim and some of which some included Redguard males, he didn't know much about Hammerfell aside from it receding from the Empire long before Skyrim had freed itself from the Empire and Thalmor oppression and judging by how hard and brutal he saw some of them were fucking the Altmer women it would seem that the Redguard's enjoyed hatefucking Thalmor Justiciar's just as much as his fellow Nord's did.

Much to his surprise, the Dragonborn wound up spotting Gerdur, Ralof's sister who had welcomed him to Riverwood and had been the first woman he had fucked behind her husband's back since arriving in Skyrim.

The Nord lumberjack was currently fingering a Thalmor Justiciar manacled to the wall into what seemed to be an ungodly amount of orgasm's as he saw the wooden floor beneath the Justiciar being fingered by Gerdur was stained with the Altmer's juices and it seemed even more juices decided to add to it as Gerdur fingered the Justiciar did the golden-skinned elf squirt once again.

What made the female Justiciar's being fucked by male and female Nord's and mostly male Redguard's was the sound of desperate gagged protesting coming from the other side of the room as male Thalmor Justiciar were chained up and gagged by leather strap's were forced to watch as their female counterparts were fucked with some of the female Justiciar's being fucked against their will and some of them being fucked and completely broken as they begged for more as they were fucked by women and male Nord's and Redguard's who clearly had bigger cock's than they were used to.

It seemed that no matter how much the Thalmor sneered at the race of men a few of the women were now praising the race of men, more specifically praising Nord's and Redguard's. And what made it better was seeing the faces of the male Thalmor Justiciar's being forced to watch as said female Thalmor Justiciar's, once high and mighty believing fully in the cause of the Aldmerri Dominion were now begging to be fucked by men and women from the two nations of Tamriel that hated them most.

"Aww, don't cry, knife-ear" the Dragonborn chuckled as he patted Ondolemar, the main leader of the Thalmor Justiciar's on the side of his head "my kinsmen and our Redguard allies are giving your women what they deserve, an actual pleasure that you lot couldn't give them to save your life" he snorted "after all, what woman wants to be fucked by a man who has the same sized cock as he had as a child?" the Dragonborn smirked as he glanced at the line of gagged and chained up Altmer men "but don't worry if I see any women who prefer getting fucked by minuscule cock's then I'll be sure to send them your way"

He turned away from the bound Almer men as he refocused on the sight of the varying female Thalmor Justiciar's being fucked against their will or being fucked and begging for more. A few of the women fucking the Thalmor Justiciar's had attached to their hip's something that the Dragonborn knew he should've known what Ysolda wanted a mammoth tusk for, makeshift phallus's firmly attached to the women's waist's with leather strap's made of tusks of varying animal's except those of a mammoth. It seemed that Ysolda intended on getting into the business of selling what some women he heard were referring to as 'strap-on's but it was clear that a mammoth tusk was far too large for anyone to handle having inside of them. No doubt even the biggest size queen in Skyrim could handle a makeshift cock made from a mammoth tusk.

"I'm sorry, Stormcock!" the Dragonborn heard as he entered the Palace of Kings and saw Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak, naked and lounging on his throne as the voluptuous and large bootied form of First Emissary Elenwen bounced up and down on the Bear of Eastmarch's cock, her voice screeching and wailing as her tight womanhood gripped the Nord's cock.

The Dragonborn looked upon the sight of Jarl Ulfric bouncing Elenwen up and down his cock. The former Thalmor ambassador Ulfric had informed him before the assault on the Thalmor Embassy had tortured him during the Great War and now Ulfric was enjoying having the bitch who had tortured him now bouncing on his cock. It was all she was good for these days.

Elenwen's ass and breasts were certainly nowhere near Serana's level of big they were certainly nothing to turn one's nose up at.

"Dragonborn!" Ulfric called out as he fucked Elenwen's bouncing nude form. "Mount up" he laughed as he stopped fucking Elenwen for a second and kept his cock inside her and reached around and spread Elenwen's ass-cheeks "Galmar and Jorleif just got done with her" he informed and sure enough he could see cum from what must've been from Ulfric's right-hand man and steward leaking out of the golden-skinned elf's anus.

"It would be my pleasure!" The Dovakinn replied with a smile.

"Very well" the Dragonborn shrugged and began removing his arms and armour before whipping out his cock.

"Don't you even think about it, you inferior human bastard!" Elenwen threatened.

"What's that? You've already been bouncing on our fat, human cocks all day long, you honestly think we're going to stop now?" The Dragonborn chuckled. "Oh that reminds me, you shouldn't have called me a bastard. That calls for a punishment!" he proclaimed in a threatening tone.

After stripping out of his clothes, the Dragonborn began hogtying the busty, elvish bitch before suspending her from the ceiling by a series of ropes.

Approaching the busty elven slut, the Dovakiin grabbed hold of her buttocks, giving them a good squeeze before slapping his semi-erect cock against her thighs.

Walking around to face her frontally, he grabbed a large clump of her hair. Grabbing one end of a length of rope, the Dovahkiin tied it around her hair before fastening the other end to the ceiling.

"What's the matter, Elenwen, not a fan of my fat human cock?" the Dragonborn said tauntingly in a sexually aggressive tone as he rubbed his large prick against her nostrils and lips.

Elenwen responded with a muffled groan as she struggled helplessly against her restraints.

"It's no use, you can't escape. Don't you understand slut that you lost the Civil War? But don't worry, now that we've defeated the Empire in Skyrim, maybe one day we'll head to the Summerset Isles next. I'm sure there will be plenty of elvish whores we Nordic men will keep ourselves warm with. All in good time!" The Dragonborn taunted menacingly as he began cocks-slapping her across the face.

"DO YOUR WORST!" a voice rang out from behind the Dovakiin.

Glancing backwards, the Dragonborn chuckled as he saw Irileth, Jarl Balgruuf's Dunmer Housecarl scream as several Nord warriors penetrated her asshole simultaneously with their fat, nine-inch long, four-inch-thick cocks.

The phat-assed dark-elf was laying on her back on a large, throne-like seat. Her ass had been raised high into the air while her two lengths of rope had been tied to her ankles all the way to the ceiling above her, hoisting her lower body into the air in a sexually compromising position. Her big, dark ass was covered in red welts, created from the public flogging and paddling she had been forced to endure earlier.

The two Nordic warriors stood in front of the throne as they double-teamed her asshole, thrusting their huge, white cocks in and out of her tight backdoor, stretching her out to the limit.

"ARRGGHHHHHHH, YOU LACK…ARGGGHH..HONOUR!" she screamed in protest as her anus began to gape.

"Enjoying yourself, bitch?" one of the Nords said as he smacked her bare buttocks.

Allying themselves with the Alikir of Hammerfell, it wasn't long before the Stormcloaks conquered Whiterun. While the siege initially proved to be difficult even with the help of the Redguards, after several days of fighting, the Nordic forces managed to convince House Greymane to open the city gates, which led to a swift Stormcloak victory.

Labelled as traitors to Skyrim for refusing to choose a side, Whiterun was stripped of its rights as a city of Skyrim. As the Redguards flooded the city, an orgy of rape and violence ensued. All Elvish women in the city were rounded up and passed around by the angry, horny soldiers, their bellies flooded with their potent, virile seed.

Despite their xenophobia against outsiders, Ulfric allowed the Ali'kir warriors to stay in Whiterun. All the women in the city had been impregnated several times over since it had fallen to its dark-skinned invaders except for the members of House Greymane and other people loyal to the Stormcloak rebellion.

Recognising that the Nords and the Redguards were natural allies (since they were both humans) in their fight against the Aldmeri Dominion, King Ulfric soon afterwards signed a treaty of allegiance.

After cock-slapping Elenwen for several minutes, the Dragonborn began to push the tip of his raging prick between her succulent, Elvish lips.

"Ready or not, here I come!" he said tauntingly as he penetrated her mouth, quickly bulging her cheeks in the process.

A look of fear and awe began to form on Elenwen's face as she began to accept an uncomfortable truth. As the Nordic hero continued to force his fat, throbbing prick down the back of her throat, Elenwen began to realise that the Thalmor would not send anyone to come to her rescue. Her failure to prevent the Nordic reconquest of Skyrim would be taken as a sign of incompetence on her part. As for as the Aldermi Dominion was concerned, Elenwen deserved her fate, whatever the Nords had in store for her.

"You're doing good so far!" The Dragonborn said as he forced half of his length down the back of her throat.

"HEY, Dragonborn! Some of the guards told me you know this elvish slut!" Galmar Stone-fist said as he pushed a naked Altmer elf in his direction.

"Well, well if it isn't Faralda! You're the bitch who refused to let me into the College of Winterhold, you're the one who made me cast that stupid spell. You arrogant, self-righteous elvish whore! All I wanted was some information about the Elder Scroll I carried with him in order to defeat Alduin. I had to argue with you for ten minutes before you let me in!" The Dovahkiin said as Faralda was forced to approach him.

Standing almost seven feet tall, Faralda was a tall, good-looking Altmer, a teacher at the College of Winterhold. Her hair had been arranged into twin pigtails, giving her a youthful appearance. Around her body, Faralda wore a series of black leather straps that formed a fetish harness. Her hands had been bound behind her back while a leather collar had been forced around her neck.

After taking the city of frozen the city of Winterhold, the Nordic forces laid siege to the College itself, the second last place in Skyrim to hold out against the Stormcloaks, apart from the capital of Solitude.

After a long, drawn-out siege, the College itself eventually fell. Many mages, especially the female ones made a desperate attempt to flee, to no avail whatsoever.

Taken as sex slaves, the female mages were passed around by the common soldiery after the male mages died in their attempt to protect their college.

Seeing as magic held no place in a true, unified Skyrim, the College was torn down, brick by brick until there was not a single building left standing.

After having their way with the female prisoners, the Nordics sold them to a brothel in Winterhold. Many of the female mages were shackled and bound, immobilized in place while members of the public took turns releasing their pent-up sexual frustrations out on the women.

As was the custom with the Stormcloaks, any non-human females were subsequently impregnated by the Nordic men. These women would then in turn give birth to have human children. These children would then grow up and reproduce only with true Nordic men and women. Thus in the span of five to six generations from hence, there would be so little elvish blood in their veins that they could pass for human.

"Ha, seems you know her after all. She's all yours Dragonborn, a gift from Ulfric!" Galmar boasted in a jovial tone.

"Much appreciated Galmar!" The Dragonborn replied as Galmar exited the room with a bottle of Nordic Mead in hand after pushing Faralda forwards.

Reaching out with his right hand as the remaining half of his cock disappeared down Elenwen's tight, throat pussy, the Dragonborn grabbed a clump of Faralda's hair, yanking her towards him before forcing her down to her knees behind him.

"Start eating my ass, you dirty elvish harlot!" The Dragonborn said in a commanding tone as he pressed her face against his muscular ass.

"MMPFFFF!" Faralda proclaimed in a muffled tone.

Having no other choice, Faralda did as she was told. Opening her mouth as wide as possible, the high-elvish mage extended her long, wet tongue before wriggling it into his anus.

"Mmhmm, not bad, not bad indeed. Why am I not surprised that an elvish whore like you would know how to tongue a man's ass?" the Dragonborn said in a degrading tone as his fat cock began to throb inside Elenwen's throat, forming a lewd bulge.

As the Dovahkiin's fat prick continued to harden, Elenwen began to choke just as his balls began to press up against her chin.

"MMMPPFFFFGLUKGLUKGLUK!" Lewd choking noises began to escape her lips as the Nordic hero began to thrust his veiny bitch-tamer forward, throat-fucking her while Faralda continued to perform oral sex on his anus.

Reaching out, the Dragonborn grabbed a firm hold of Elenwen's impressively large breasts, mashing them together while pinching her nipples. Several moments later her nipples began to grow rock-hard, much to her chagrin.

"You like that, huh? You like it when I mash your big udders together, mhm?" He asked.

"MMMPFFF, I can hardly breathe, if this continues I will choke to death! What an undignified end that would be! I cannot deny that he is exceptionally skilled! This is what makes this whole affair so infuriating!" she thought to herself.

"I ASKED YOU A QUESTION, WHORE!" The Dovahkiin said in a sexually aggressive tone as he brought his open palmed hand down HARD on her tits.

"MMHMMMMMM!" Elenwen responded in a muffled tone.

"OH YES, I completely forgot, you can't talk, can you because your mouth of full of my dragon cock! Hahaha!" the Dovahkiin proclaimed in an amused tone.

In response, Elenwen continued to moan incoherently as the Dragonborn continued to assault her large bosom.

Sometime later…

"Mmphawaaa…" Elenwen proclaimed as the Dragonborn removed his huge, cunt-destroying cock from her gaping, well-fucked throat-hole.

Thick, nasty strands of saliva mixed with pre-cum clung to her nasty lips, connecting her face to his steel-hard bitch-tamer.

"Now then, let the main event begin!" The Dragonborn said as he planted his body behind the former Elvish ambassador.

The Dragonborn began stroking his fat cock by pumping his strong, muscular hand up and down the length of his shaft for several moments before aligning his enormous prick with her tight backdoor.

"Ever been butt-fucked by a Dragonborn, hmh?" he asked rhetorically.

"Curse…pant…you…pant…Dragon…pant…born!" Elenwen responded venomously as she tried to catch her breath.

SMACK! SMACK! SPANK!

"AAII…AAAII…MMPFFAAAII!" Elenwen yelped in response as the Dragonborn battered her buttocks in response to her rude retort.

"Now, now, that's no way for a lady to spe…HAHAH, I can't even keep a straight face for that one. As if an elf could ever be anything but a nasty slut! Hahaha!" he proclaimed with a big smile on his face.

"DO YOUR…pant…WORST!" Elenwen shouted angrily in return.

"Oh I'm not going to do my worst…I'm going to do…MY BEST!" he suddenly proclaimed as he thrusted his fat, veiny prick forward, spearing her tight backdoor in one, hard abdominal thrust.

Suddenly an all-encompassing anal pain shot from her ass all the way through to the rest of her body, enveloping all her senses in one excruciating moment.

"GAAAAAAAIIIIIIII! MY BEHIND! IT HURTS! YOU'RE TOO BIG, PULL OUMMPPFFFF!" Elenwen screamed in response.

"Don't worry…you'll get used to it!" the Dragonborn taunted with a wide grin on his face as he began thrusting his hips forward, butt-fucking the defeated, Elvish ambassador.

As he fucked the Nordic slave from behind, the Dragonborn watched on eagerly as several of his fellow Nordic warriors began spit-roasting Faralda while Irilith continued to scream defiantly in the far end of the room.

"There must be thousands of elvish whores in Skyrim alone. We'll have to root them out to ensure all of them are properly bred by true sons of Skyrim! I honestly can't wait to destroy the Empire so we can take the fight to those elvish bastards!" The Dragonborn proclaimed in a half-drunken state as he began downing yet another bottle of Nord Mead.

"With you on our side Dragonborn, the Imperials don't stand a chance!" One of the soldiers said cheerfully mere moments before unloading the contents of his large nutsack directly into Faralda's tight cunt.

"I hear you, brother! Now then, let us enjoy ourselves while we can until Ulfric calls upon us to fight by his side once more!" the Dragonborn replied as he drained yet another bottle of mead.

"Aren't we supposed to interrogate these inferior harlots? Isn't there some information we need to extract from them?" One of the other Nords asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Sure, but that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun first, hehehe!" the other Nordic warrior replied with a dirty look on his face.

"Still, Ulfric did give us specific orders to…" he retorted before being interrupted.

"Look around you friend, Ulfric himself was revelling right here in this room not ten minutes ago! We'll have some fun first, then we'll see what secrets those elves are keeping from us, alright?" he responded in a reassuring tone as he placed his hand on his right shoulder.

"Okay, if you say so!" he responded joyfully as he forced his fat, Nordic prick even deeper down the back of Faralda's tight, elvish throat.

"MMMMPPPFFFFFF! GLUK, GLUK, GLUK!" Nasty throat fucking noises escaped Faralda's lips as the Dovahkiin began to fuck her cock-stuffed gullet.

Meanwhile in Windstad Manor…

Arriving back home with Serana in tow, Greklas exited his carriage before making his way to the front door.

*Whistle*

"EVERYONE, the boss is back!" One of the bandits shouted as Greklas stepped inside.

"Welcome back Greklas!" one of his subordinates said as the muscular Redguard bandit approached him.

"I'm glad to be back. Everything's running smoothly, I hope? No trouble?" Greklas asked as he narrowed his brow.

"No trouble, no trouble at all. Everything's cool!" the bandit highwayman replied.

"Excellent, where is Lydia?" Greklas asked.

"Oh, you mean that housecarl slut? She's in the stables outside!" he replied with a wide grin on his face.

"Why is she in the stables?" Greklas asked with a look of confusion on his face.

"She's..um…taking care of the horses! Hehehe!" he replied with a dirty look on his face.

"Hehe, good work. Inform the men it's business as usual. I'll be in the stables in case anyone's looking for me. Oh, that reminds me, how long until we can start whoring Lydia out? Is she fully broken in yet?" Greklas asked.

"I mean we can start whoring her out right now if you want!" the Highwayman retorted.

"No, not until she's ready. Just because we're bandits doesn't mean we're rapists!" Greklas replied in a defensive tone of voice.

"Got it…at the rate, she's going….mhmm…she should be good to go in a couple of days!" he replied as he placed his chin in the palm of his left hand as he pondered the question.

"Excellent!" Greklas said as he turned around and exited the house.

Turning to Serana, Greklas spoke: "Come with me!" he beckoned as he began making his way to the stable outside.

Entering the stable, Greklas let out a chuckle. Sprawled out before him was Lydia, on her hands and knees, screaming at the top of her lungs as a wild stallion slammed his fat, black horseprick balls deep inside her squirting pussy.

"Hehe…excellent. I'd say she's ready to go right now!" Greklas remarked with a cocky grin.

"OI!" Greklas shouted back at several nearby bandits under his command. "Is the brothel finished yet?"

"Yes, we just finished building it two days ago!" one of the Redguard bandits replied.

"Good, once the stallion is done, have her sent to the brothel! She's going to be our first working harlot!" Greklas replied as he began undoing his belt buckle.

"This is fucking hot! Serana? Get down on your knees and service your master!" Greklas said as he whipped out his big, black cock.

"It would be my pleasure!" Serana replied as she removed her clothes and squatted down in front of Greklas. Opening her cock-hungry mouth, the vampiric princess smiled deviously.

"Give me your big, dark cock, sir!" she cooed.

"Hehe, it would be my pleasure, slut!" Greklas said with a wide grin on his face.

Pulling down his pants, Greklas unveiled his fat, black trouser snake. Throbbing to life several moments later, Greklas smiled as he guided the tip to Serana's waiting, cock-hungry mouth.

Suddenly Lydia burst into the room, her big medium-sized bosom bouncing up and down as she ran. "GREKLAS! You're back!" She shouted with a smile.

"Hehe, glad to see you too, slut!" Greklas replied as Lydia warmly embraced her dark-skinned owner, kissing him on the lips while Serana began bobbing her head up and down the length of his thick, monstrous shaft.

"We can worship your fat, black cock together!" Lydia proclaimed with a dirty smile mere moments after breaking off the kiss.

Lowering herself down to a squatting position, Lydia took one of Greklas's heavy, veiny testicles into her mouth, nastily slurping and sucking on it with expert skill.

"MHMMMM, SLURP, MHMMMMM, SLURP!" Lewd, wet sucking noises escaped the lips of both women as they did their best to stimulate his manhood.

"OOOH, NOW THAT FEELS AMAZING!" Greklas shouted as Serana began to take his fat cock further into her mouth and down the back of her throat.

Several minutes passed as Serana began deep-throating Greklas's raging, Redguard cock while nasty strands of salivia dangled from her chin.

Rising to their feet, both Serana and Lydia bent over, leaning against one of the wooden support beams while Rasmus approached them from behind.

"Ready or not, here I cum!" Rasmus said jokingly as he began poking Serana's asshole with his thick bitch-tamer.

After pushing his fat, black cock past her anal sphincter, Rasmus began to sway and buck his hips, smacking his hips against her own.

"OOOOOH, GAWD!" Serana moaned in pleasure while biting down on her lower lip.

Raising his dominant, right hand into the air, Rasmus brought it down HARD on Serana's hair, eliciting a loud moaning noise from her lips.

Meanwhile, in Northkeep Watch…

"Don't worry Faralda! If you can hold out for a few more hours, I promise that I'll use Elenwen instead!" The Dragonborn said with a lewd smile on his face as he thrusted his rock-hard monstercock balls-deep inside her twitching, Elvish cunt.

Faralda screamed at the top of her lungs as the Dragonborn ravished her cunt, his cock slamming balls-deep inside her.

"BY THE NINE!" Faralda screamed in ecstasy as the Dragonborn fucked her in a pile driver position. "YOU BASTARD, YOU'LL…OOOHMMMHM…PAY…FOR THIS!" She screamed angrily.

"You know Faralda, of all the elven whores I've fucked so far, you are definitely one of the naughtiest I've come across!" The Dragonborn said with a devious smile on his face as he brought his open-palmed hand down HARD on her bare buttocks.

SMACK! SMACK!

"AAIAIIII! PLEASE STOP GYRATING YOUR HIPS LIKE THAT…YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME….CUMMMMM!" Faralda screamed as the Dovahkiin brought her over the edge.

"That's it, cum for me, you little bitch!" he replied in a sexually aggressive tone.

As Faralda began to squirt, several Stormcloaks soldiers entered the room, dragging two unwilling Dunmer females behind them.

"Hey, Dovahkiin? These two Dark Elven spies have some information High King Ulfric is looking for. Ulfric has ordered you to extract whatever information you can out of these harlots. He also says you can keep them as your slaves when you're done with them!" one of the Nordic soldiers said they pushed the naked Dunmeri females towards him.

"What about Faralda?" The Dragonborn asked.

"Don't worry about her, we'll take good care of her, isn't that right Venmar?" The Nordic soldier replied with a smile as he shoulder bumped his friend.

"Hehehe, oh you got that right!" the other Nordic soldier replied with a chuckle.

"Alright, no problem, she's all yours!" The Dragonborn said with a smile as he pulled his cock out of Faralda's gaping orifice.

"Now then, let's see what you…ahum…ladies know!" he said in a threatening tone as he made his way over to them.

"I swear to the Nine Divines, we don't know anything!" one of the busty Dunmeri women said.

"You're swearing to the Nine Divines? You dare swear a false oath to Talos? Why you impudent, rude whores!" The Dragonborn said in anger as he slapped his raging, hard prick across her face.

Before she could respond, the Dragonborn forced his cum-soaked cock into her mouth.

"MMMPPPFFFFFFF! GLUK, GLUK, GLUK!" Lewd noises escaped her lips as he began to face-fuck her.

Grabbing hold of the other Dunmeri females' head, the Dragonborn spun her around him, pressing her face against his anus.

"EAT MY ASS, WHORE!" he screamed angrily as he forced her to perform analingus on him.

"Now then, you will both tell me what I want to know!" Greklas said ominously in a threatening tone…

Unbeknownst to the Dragonborn, Greklas successfully turned his wife and Housecarl into his personal whores. Possessing a far larger prick and superior sexual skills, it had only taken several months before both women had fallen hopelessly in love with him.

Ploughed from behind in a standing doggy position, Serana screamed as Lydia passionately embraced her with her lips.

"FUCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK! FUCK ME HARDER, DADDY! FUCK MY TIGHT, VAMPIRIC ASSHOLE!" Serana screamed while Greklas fingerbanged Lydia's anus.

Reaching his limit a second time, Greklas's balls churned mere moments before a torrent of jizz erupted like Red Mountain from his raging, black monstercock, painting the inner caverns of Serana's asshole completely white.

"YES, THAT'S IT, THAT'S! FILL ME TO THE BRIM WITH YOUR VIRILE CUM! FUCCCKK, YOU'RE A REAL MAN, DADDY COMPARED TO THAT LITTLE CUCK BITCH OF A HUSBAND! HE'S NOTHING BUT A BRAINLESS IDIOT WHO DOESN'T TAKE CARE OF HIS WIFE!" she screamed as the thought of being an another's man's whore made her cum even harder.

"ARGGGHHH…yes, no need to stop there! Tell me how much you prefer your Redguard lover over your pathetic, absentee excuse of a husband!" He said as his thick, potent seed began to bloat her belly.

"PLEASE MARRY ME, DADDY! I'LL DIVORCE THE DRAGONBORN! I'LL DO ANYTHING TO MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD, ANYTHING TO FEEL THAT DIVINE COCK INSIDE ME EVERY DAY!" she screamed in response.

"I'm not sure about marriage, but you're definitely mine for the rest of my life!" he retorted with a smile as he slowly removed his fat, veiny dark prick from her well-fucked orifice, making her feel every inch leaving her body.

"YOUR TURN!" Greklas said enthusiastically as he re-penetrated Lydia's asshole.

"FUCCCCCKKKK! MY ASS FEELS LIKE IT'S ON FIRE" Lydia screamed as he pushed his rock-hard monstercock past her anal sphincter before burying his cock balls-deep inside her.

As soon as Greklas began to sway and buck his hips, Serana fell down to her knees behind Greklas. Grabbing a firm hold of his tight, muscular ass, Serana slipped her long, prehensile vampiric tongue inside, wriggling around until she found his prostate.

"Mmmmm…SLURP…SLURP…I'm…Slurp…going…to…worship….this….mhmmmm…slurp….ass!" Serana cooed in an utterly cock-drunk state!

SMACK!

"OOOh, YEESSS, SPANK MY THICK, PHAT ASS HARDER!" Lydia screamed at the top of her lungs.

"You mean, like…THIS?" Greklas shouted in response as he unleashed a volley of open-handed blows against her asscheeks while power-fucking her asshole from behind.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"AIAIAI! AIAIAI! YEESSSSSSSS, OOWWW, YEEEESSS, SPANK ME DADDY!" Lydia screamed as Serana began to shake her head from left to right while eating Greklas ass in an almost animalistic, primal manner.

Lydia clenched her phat asscheeks down upon Greklas's raging cock, providing his throbbing member with expert stimulation.

Both women now resembled rutting animals, moaning and screaming as Greklas exerted his dominance over them.

Mere moments before Lydia reached her limit, the stable door suddenly opened as a busty lady, a fully clothed woman stepped inside.

"Who are you?" Greklas asked as he turned his attention towards the strange interloper.

Unsheathing her sword, she spoke: "My name is Aella the Huntress, a friend of the Dragonborn. I don't know who you are but you're trespassing on his property and raping his wife and Housecarl. For this I will kill you!" she said as she narrowed her gaze on her prey.

"First and foremost, I am not raping his wife. Secondly, Princess Serana invited me and my men to stay here. And thirdly, why don't you sheath your sword and join us?" he said as he removed his fat, black monstercock from Lydia's asshole.

"What?" Aella said in confusion as she gazed upon Greklas's raging, veiny black prick with lust-filled eyes of cock-shock.

"By Hircine's Hunting grounds…I've never seen a human cock that big before! Not even the male members of the Inner Circle are that big, even in their Werewolf form! With a cock that big, he must be an alpha!" She thought to herself as her inner werewolf began to bring out the Beta in her…