Chapter 19: Chapter 19 – Dampworm.

 The Anchorite of the Black Worm turned to the cursed woman and spoke:

"Daedric gods rarely say what exactly they want. I had a vision after I ate a bone meal bun, and Bal pointed me to this girl and said he was interested in her. That is all. As you can see, I came here, and I knew that you used the Molag Bal cross."

"Hmm. In my opinion, you aren’t quite right and the Daedric gods tell the mortal very clearly what they want. I think you found out that I used the Molar Bal Cross to spy on me with the invisibility potion," Dolada replied with disbelief.

"I'm telling the truth!" the necromancer said firmly.

"Well, I don't know that. So what do you want from me now?", - the Nord woman spread her hands, - "Or what does Molag Bal want? Or will you say again that he sent you, but you don't know what he wants?"

"You're right, partly. You know, if he needs her, I'd like to take her to his sanctuary. One of his small shrines is in the Moss Rock Cave."

"This is MY slave!," Dolada said categorically.

"I'm not arguing. I saw the passport. But if you give the slave to Molag Bal, he will help you."

The face of the Nord woman expressed disbelief at such promises.

"Daedra princes always reward mortals after they complete their errand!" said the necromancer.

"So he will reward YOU! He gave you an assignment! Molag Bal didn't come to me!" she exclaimed.

"Well! Then let's go together to his altar in Mossy Rock. That's where you'll turn to him. Daedric gods often speak to mortals in their shrines after they make offerings to them. So you will present Him with this young imperial," the necromancer said.

Selena could not believe her own ears and watched and listened to them in horror. They decided her fate without paying any attention to her wishes.

"They want to present me to the Daedric god? Molag bal pointed at me? Bullshit! Let me go and I'll go pick thistle seeds! I don't want to be handcuffed on top of a mountain, I don't want to deal with necromancers and the Daedric god Molag Bal! Let me go home! I need to collect a lot of thistle seeds to pay for an apartment in the imperial city!" she screamed in her head.

Meanwhile, Dolada thought about the necromancer's words for a second. She believed that necromancers were very dangerous because of combat magic, whereas she could not cast spells. Yes, she has potions, but they are few, and in the Mossy Rock cave she can simply fall into an ambush and become another "experimental corpse" for them. So, she didn't trust this necromancer and didn't want to go with him and Selena to the necromancer cave.

"That's not the best idea," Dolada replied, pressing her lips tightly together.

"Can you sell me this slave? It will be a fair deal," the Anchorite suggested.

The Nord woman frowned and thought for a couple of seconds before answering:

"If Molag Bal, the leader of your order, frees me from the curse, then I will sell her to you, or to the order, or to Molag Bal."

"Well, the head of our order is King Mannimarko. And Molag Bal is his ally," the necromancer corrected her.

"I'm not interested in such details. I repeat, if my curse disappears, then only then will I sell the imperial girl."

"Oh, I see. But I don't know if the Bal plans to rid you of the curse," the Worm Anchorite admitted with a shrug, "But I have one idea because I can't leave with absolutely nothing."

"Go on," Dolada replied.

She assumed that the necromancer might decide to attack her at any moment in order to take Selena by force.

"I would like to have sexual intercourse with your imperial slave, at least once," said the necromancer.

"Are you attracted to exquisite pleasures?" - Dolada was surprised.

In fact, the Anchorite wanted to copulate with our heroine in order to better establish an energy connection with her. He could mark her and use certain magical means to find out where she is. So he wanted to prevent the possibility of escape of Dolada along with her slave. That is, if they leave the top of the mountain, then he will be able to find them.

"I'm not doing this for my own entertainment, believe me. I'm willing to pay a hundred gold for sex with your slave," the necromancer offered.

Dolada thought for a moment. She had conflicting thoughts. On the one hand, she wanted to humiliate the imperial girl, rape her and insult her, make her grovel before her. And if Dolada allows the necromancer to fuck her, it will be another great humiliation and abuse of this young inexperienced imperial girl. But, on the other hand, she formed a certain sense of ownership towards her. She began to perceive it as her personal thing, for example, as her underpants or a mug. And it seemed unacceptable to her to give her personal thing to a stranger for use.

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These two tendencies fought in Dolada's head for several seconds, and she still chose the first option, which, in addition to a hundred gold coins, also brought her a faint hope that Molag Bal would be pleased with such cooperation and remove the curse, if not now, then at least in the future.…

"Good. You can fuck her imperial ass," Dolada nodded.

"You're being reasonable by agreeing to my proposal. Here are a hundred gold!" the necromancer said happily.

At this time, Selena was shocked. She could not understand how it was possible to give such a kind, decent young girl like her to use as a prostitute!

"Mmm!!!" she protested, shaking her head violently.

Dolada calmly approached the girl and hit her with a club of submission. Selena's strength once again left her body, and she began to descend like a deflating inflatable doll. After a couple of seconds, already exhausted, the girl was lying on the ground and looking at the sky with an expressionless gaze. Then the Nord woman took off her shackles and handcuffs.

"Come on, necromancer," Dolada said simply, stepping aside.

After Selena received a blow with the club of submission, she felt dizzy, her eyes went dark, and she fainted for a while. When consciousness began to return to her, she realized that she was lying on her side, with her legs spread apart, leaning back on the chest of the necromancer, who at that moment was also lying on his side and cheerfully pushing into her pussy. His brown cock, not as big as Dolada's strap-on, quickly penetrated her vagina, and at the same time the Anchorite hooted and sniffed Selena under the ear.

"Oh... uh... what a delicate white and young skin," the aged necromancer whispered with a wrinkled mouth, blowing stale breath over the girl, "Most likely your skin will turn yellow and rotten when you become a slave of the order of necromancers. Oh... yes... yes..."

Dolada stood nearby and vigilantly watched the necromancer, regularly looking around. While the guest was having fun with her slave, she tried to secretly apply a strong poison of "SILENCE" to her club, which would make any magician unable to cast spells for a few seconds. In a battle with magicians, of which necromancers also belong, such poison is very useful, since magicians are almost unarmed for a short time.

Then the Nord woman drew attention to the legs of the Anchorite, who took off his robe before sexual intercourse. She noticed some swollen veins of blue with a green tinge on his legs. It looked like some kind of "rotting varicose veins" and looked disgusting.

"Oh! Ah! I'm coming now! In the name of Molag Bal!" the necromancer shouted in a hoarse voice.

At that moment, Dolada seemed to be struck by lightning. She bulged her eyes and screamed furiously:

"Hey! What the fuck?! Don't you dare cum in her!"

She was scared because he could cum inside her and impregnate her. After all, males do not have the function of choosing whether to make their spermatozoa active or infertile, unlike a magical strap–on. This clever Worm Anchorite could make her slave pregnant! And, as Dolada considered, firstly, it is unacceptable for Selena to give birth to some nasty rotten zombie child from such an ugly man with some kind of "rotting varicose veins", and, secondly, she herself will be uncomfortable with a pregnant slave. And, besides, the same Anchorite can claim her – then he can say if she is pregnant by me, then I want to take her away.

«This isn’t going to happen!!!» – the Nord woman firmly decided.

But it seemed the Anchorite ignored Dolada's words and continued to fuck the girl. It was clear that in a couple of seconds he would start pumping his vile sperm into Selena. Dolada ran up to him from behind and kicked him in the behind .

"Don't you dare cum in her, motherfucker!" she shouted, swinging her club. "Stop moving!"

But the necromancer either deliberately ignored the exclamations of the Nord woman, pursuing his cunning goals, or was very much carried away by the process. He didn't stop and made another push, pressing his crotch against Selena's pussy. It was obvious from his nasty and contented face that she had begun to have an orgasm!

"Nooooo!!!", Dolada shouted, bringing down the club on the necromancer's head.

The Nord woman put all her anger into this blow and if it was an ordinary weapon, it would have crushed the necromancer's skull, but this magical club simultaneously restored the victim's health and, at the same time, drained fatigue. The necromancer's head pressed to the ground from the hit, but it did not fall apart. But then, without stopping for a moment, the Nord woman struck about five more blows, trying to suck out the entire reserve of fatigue from the necromancer. Also, after hitting the club, a SILENCE spell was applied to the necromancer for ten seconds, during which he could not use any magic. 

Then Dolada forcefully pushed Selena away with her foot, and she left the necromancer's dick bleeding with yellow sperm and rolled along the ground for several meters like a log. The naked Anchorite was lying on his side in a frozen pose with a hard dick and crazy eyes. Whatever he was thinking at that moment, Dolada did not give him time to think, and, taking a steel dagger from her inventory, twisted it into the necromancer's throat several times, releasing as much blood as possible. At this time, he could neither cast a spell, nor climb into the inventory to drink a healing potion, because he had lost all his reserve of fatigue.

As a result, ten seconds later, he died before he had time to apply all his magical skills.…

Selena saw Dolada kill this necromancer. Also she saw an unexpected and very unpleasant message from the System.

 

The DAMPWORM is added. You are sick!

 

"What the fuck?!?! What did that bastard do to me?! What did he infect me with?!", Selena screamed in her head, unable to shout it out loud because of the gag.

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