Chapter 21: Chapter 21 – The wandering magician

After standing for several hours, Selena was unbearably sleepy. She squatted down and leaned on Dolada's tent. After a couple of seconds, she had already fallen asleep...

She managed to sleep for a couple of hours, but then she was woken up by some noise behind a large boulder. It wasn’t like the wind. It seemed like someone was picking at the ground or something. Selena began to listen more intently.

"Who’s that? A predator? Maybe it's a mountain lion? A cougar? Some scavenger may have come to devour a dead necromancer," she suggested.

"What if this necromancer comes to life? But his throat was seriously cut, his head was almost cut off. Can necromancers come to life after that? Hmm... I've heard of headless zombies that can be found in abandoned ruins and caves. Where do they come from, by the way? Probably, necromancers can summon them. But can they turn into zombies themselves after death?" Selena was worried.

She turned to Dolada to check if she was asleep. To her surprise, she did not see her enslaver. The mattress was empty!

"Where is she? Is she there behind the stone?" - Selena was worried.

Despite the fact that enslavement turned out to be a real disaster and stress for her, but at the moment, not seeing a Nord woman, she felt defenseless. Especially since her hands were still clutched behind her back and she was vulnerable even to a rat.

Selena looked around anxiously, but did not find her mistress. Her mouth was gagged. She tried to call her, but for some reason she couldn't even make a faint moo. Selena  stood up and took a couple of uncertain steps towards the boulder, from which strange noises were still coming.

"Damn, who's there?", Selena thought apprehensively, "I should carefully peek, not letting myself be noticed, whoever is there."

The girl was slowly moving towards this boulder, continuing to look left and right in the hope of seeing Dolada. Right now Selena would be calmer if the Nord woman were nearby…

"Honey... Selena..." a familiar voice was heard behind her.

"Mom?!!" she was surprised and instantly turned around.

She saw the tent still empty, the fire extinguished and a stool slightly covered with snow.

"Where are you?!! Mom!!!" Selena screamed in her mind and rushed back, but lost her balance due to the shackles on her legs and fell face first into the snow…

"Mom!" Selena suddenly shouted in a voice. She was startled by her own voice and saw the morning light. Unexpectedly for herself, Selena discovered that she was not gagged.

 

"Was it a dream?" she asked aloud, still squatting, leaning against the tent.

Suddenly Dolada came out from behind her and looked down at the girl reproachfully.

"You fell asleep! You should have been on guard!" she said with displeasure.

"But Aunt! I stood while I had the strength! After a couple of hours, I couldn't stand anymore! I'm sorry!", Selena defended herself.

"So you didn't have the strength? Do you need to refresh yourself? I'm going to feed you the great nectar of the Nords, which will give you strength!" the woman said and grabbed Selena by the hair.

It was obvious that her desire to saturate the girl with some nectar was not an act of goodwill at all, but some kind of punishment.

Pulling Selena by the hair, Dolada lifted her from her squats, and then strictly ordered:

"Get down, you imperial mutt!"

Selena quickly lay down on her back near the tent and Dolada stood over her in such a way that the girl's face was exactly under her crotch.

"Hmm? What will she do?" she thought, trying to anticipate the actions of the mad woman.

Selena's wide-open eyes witnessed Dolada's naked crotch coming at them, which seemed to be about to sit on her slave's face.

"Aunt Dolada, what are you... mmm!!!," Selena began to say, but her mouth was soon covered by the vagina of a Nord woman who sat on her face.

"You're going to have breakfast now! This will be the breakfast that such imperial bitches like you deserve!", Dolada uttered her next racist nonsense and began to move her vagina over Selena's face, sliding her pussy from the slave's chin to her forehead and back.

"Oh, I'm ready!" the Nord woman hooted and grabbed the girl by the hair with both hands, and then began to empty her bladder.

"Ready for what?!"

Hot urine poured abundantly into Selena's mouth, nose and eyes, which she did not expect at all, thinking that everything would be limited to facesitting.

"Stop it! No! Glug-glug..."

She screamed, but the next moment she realized that it was a mistake, as bitter and sour urine immediately got into her open mouth. Also, the caustic liquid got into the eyes, irritating the mucous membrane. Selena tried to remove her head, but the strong arms of the Nord woman held her firmly in a fixed position.

Urine got into the eyes and the girl felt a burning sensation, and urine penetrated into the larynx causing spasms. Selena tried to clear her throat, but opening her mouth at the same time, a new stream of urine fell into it directly into her mouth.

Finally, Dolada finished, got up and walked away. The girl coughed loudly and squinted, lying in a puddle of sewage.

"Cough cough... damn! ...Aunt... for what?!", Selena wheezed, spat and coughed.

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"Don't thank me! You know, it's not just a punishment. Aunt Dolada, urinating in your mouth, did you a great favor. Take a look at your inventory," she suddenly said, heading towards the extinguished fire.

"Inventory? Can I check my inventory as a slave or not? I don't remember," Selena was surprised, and looked at her system inventory. To her surprise, she actually saw something new there…

She saw a Urine Bomb among the scrolls, and also found fermented urine in the ingredients compartment.

"What is it?!", Selena asked, getting out of a puddle of urine. "I got a Urinary bomb and fermented urine," Selena said, examining the new items.

"That's right. You can now create such an ingredient yourself, and then make urinary bombs out of it. Maybe it will come in handy someday," Dolada said.

"Oh... wow... to be honest, it's a dubious pleasure when someone pees on my face, but thank you anyway, Aunt Dolada. My arsenal has now expanded," Selena replied and began to wash her face with snow, trying to wash her eyes.

"The urinary bomb slightly damages the enemy's health and fatigue. It is needed to disorient the enemy, but it is probably impossible to kill him with such a bomb," explained the Nord woman.

Selena spat, coughed and washed her eyes with snow until Dolada left her alone and started throwing meat into the pot.

"It's a pity that this urine does not cure diseases. I also have a sore throat because of a cold! When will these disasters end?"

"Stop complaining!", Dolada barked and, approaching Selena, reactivated all the accessories of the slave and forced her to stand at attention next to her stool.

"The magician should be coming any minute! While I'm contemplating the fire, you look in that direction and wait for the guest's visit," the Nord woman ordered.

"Will she contemplate the fire? Hm. It's strange to hear this from a person who just urinated on my face. Contemplating fire is a kind of refined pleasure for spiritually advanced hermits, not lustful aunts! Maybe she also writes poetry?" - thought surprised Selena.

"If she had written a poem, it would have been called an Ode to urine or an Ode to a strap-on, I suppose."

Dolada really sometimes looked into the distance or at the burning fire with a kind of sadness and thoughtful gaze. And the ability to enjoy such ordinary natural phenomena is usually inherent in some refined philosophical characters. It doesn’t mix with her aggressiveness and insanity. Perhaps such contradictory characteristics of her personality are caused by a curse that damaged her INTELLIGENCE?

Selena was thinking about the oddities of her mistress until she saw a man approaching. It was a man in a robe, but not in black like a necromancer, but in gray-brown. But at the same time, he had a blue hood on his head. Selena began to mumble to notify Dolada of the approach of a person.

"And here he is!" the Nord woman said happily. She got up from the stool and waited for him, standing not far from Selena.

"Greetings, Lady of the Dwemer strap-ons!" the man who was the wandering magician exclaimed with a smile.

"Hello! Will you drink ale, my friend?!", - Dolada responded.

There was an obvious friendliness in her voice. It was unusual to see!

"I'll be happy to have a drink with you!" the magician said, and then looked down at his feet.

"What was there? I see traces of blood! And who is that with you? Is she a slave?" he began to ask in surprise.

"Here, take a bottle of ale! We'll talk now," Dolada replied and treated the guest to ale. "You know very well about my curse. You and I were discussing that maybe one of the Daedric princes could rid me of the curse," the Nord woman began her story, "So I decided to try my luck with the Molag Bal when this cute imperial woman showed up to me…Look at her skin! Very young, gentle and soft! Do you want to feel it?"

"Well, actually, why not," the magician replied and, taking a sip of ale, lightly pinched Selena's nipple and twisted it.

"Mmm!", - Selena responded.

"Do you like it? Ha-ha!", the wandering magician grinned and winked at the girl.

"So...," the Nord woman continued, "I enslaved this bitch and fucked her on the Molaga Bal cross for the glory of Molaga Bal. But unfortunately there was no effect..."

"You know, I heard that you can summon Molag Bal on the twentieth day of the month of the Evening Star. Maybe you needed to fuck your slave on the cross on this day?", - the magician suggested and removed his hand from the girl’s nipples.

"So it's Sunset month now! Do I have to wait a whole month?! It's too long. But in any case, thank you for your information. But this is not the end of the story! Then a necromancer, an Anchorite of the Worm, came to me here on the top of the mountain," Dolada continued, "He said that Molag Bal appeared to him in a dream and ordered him to come to the top of Gnoll Mountain to get my slave. Allegedly, the Bal saw that I fucked her on the cross and became interested in her! And then the fucking Daedric prince took care not to rid me of the curse, but to get my slave for some reason! That's what this necromancer told me..."

"It looks like the necromancer was unlucky," commented the wandering magician, examining the traces of blood on the ground, which were not completely covered with snow.

"He started haggling with me, asking me to sell my slave. I refused, but agreed to let him fuck her once for 100 gold. But I, an old fool, didn't think to warn him not to cum in my girl!"

"And then what happened?"

"I started shouting at him not to cum inside her, because I was afraid that he would get her pregnant! But this bastard didn't pay attention to me and started to cum! Well... I killed him without thinking twice. Did Molag Bal see this murder? And will he take revenge on me?" Dolada finished her story with a question.

"Oh, wow!", - the magician was surprised, scratching the top of his head and sipping ale, - "You said it was a Worm Anchorite? This is a high rank in the hierarchy of necromancers. I am surprised that he came alone, without assistants. But one way or another, they will be looking for him. The Worm Anchorite, as far as I know, is involved in the creation of Black Soul Stones."

The wandering magician paused for a second, took a couple more sips, and then continued:

"I've heard that necromancer activity in Cyrodiil has increased a lot now. An adventurer told me recently that necromancers between Bruma and Cheydinhal cleared several caves of goblins and other creatures, and then settled in them. This Anchorite may have come from somewhere in the nearby caves. So I think you're going to be in trouble, Dolada," the magician finished his depressing comment.

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