... Selena opened her eyes and saw a stone floor in front of her. She was lying face down and felt her bare skin touching the rough hard surface. Then she realized that she was lying on her stomach on some flat stone slab.
"Oh, shit! Where am I? Obviously, it's no longer on Gnoll Mountain"…
It was dark, and at the same time, spots of yellow light flashed before her eyes. It seemed that this light came from a fire, perhaps from torches or lanterns. Selena felt so heavy in her body that she couldn't even lift her head one inch off the floor.
Suddenly, not far from her, she heard someone's speech.
"So, Raelynn. I'm leaving this girl here. I need to get back to Noveni Othran. She asked to create several black soul stones for her, after which she, at the head of a group of adepts, will attack the Wellspring Cave," said a male voice, belonged to that Anchorite.
"As far as I know, magicians from the Mages Guild have settled in this cave. The cave leads to a grove where they mine wood for staffs," replied a female voice that belonged to the female necromancer who created her own copies.
"So her name is Raelynn," Selena noted to herself.
"I suppose Noveni wants some empty black stones to capture the souls of the magicians there?", - said Raelynn.
"Yes, that's right. This attack will only be a prelude to the beginning of the Mannimarko war against the Mages Guild."
"What about the imperial girl? What should I do with it?"
"Well... Molag Bal asked me to bring her to his sanctuary. There is his little shrine here in your cave. I did his bidding. Next, I don't know what to do with her. We'll wait for instructions from Bal," the Anchorite replied.
"Hmm. At the moment, she is no longer a slave?", - Raelynn asked.
"No, she's not. I absorbed Dolada's soul, encasing it in the black soul stone. In fact, Dolada is dead, and it is impossible to be a slave to a corpse. I also extracted the slave's passport from the girl's inventory."
"What about Dolada's body? I saw you took it with you."
"Yes, I'll experiment with it. Maybe I'll turn it into a zombie."
"Oh, poor Aunt Dolada!" - Selena shuddered, hearing the speech of the necromancers, - "After all, they killed her! And now they will abuse her body! I even feel sorry for her!"
After a second, Selena was surprised by her own reaction and asked herself a question:
"Why do I feel sorry for her? She's a maniac! She attacked and beat me and enslaved me! Damn…But what a vivid feeling it was…I experienced orgasms for the first time, thanks to her, which were not caused by masturbation…
Dolada had such an intense life path! In her youth, she was terrifying in Black Marsh, then became the head of the guild in Skyrim, then settled in Bruma County on the mountaintop… until I appeared."
"So this wench stays in my cave. And what should I do with her?" asked Raelynn, referring to Selena.
"Well, first of all, you can make her your slave so that she doesn't run away."
"Oh! What a good idea!", - she exclaimed and grinned ominously.
"Then you can fuck her on the cross of the Bal until the Molag Bal manifests itself in some way," the Anchorite suggested.
"I see. That sounds reasonable, Anarchist!" the woman exclaimed enthusiastically, rubbing her palms contentedly.
"I'm not an Anarchist, I'm an Anchorite!!!" he shouted.
"Ahaha! Come on. I know you're an Anchorite. It's just a joke. I just remembered how Dolada called you an Anarchist. It was fun!"
"She was just a half-naked idiot! I will definitely turn her into a zombie," the necromancer said viciously.
"By the way, I put all the things from Gnoll Mountain in a chest near the altar. If you need something, take it."
"Then I'll take the pot. You don't mind? I have nothing to cook soup in!" the Anchorite asked.
"You're welcome," Raelynn replied politely.
"Well, I'll go to Noveni Othran. And you have fun and wait for instructions from the Molag Ball," the Anchorite finished, took the pot from the chest, and left.
Selena gradually began to feel her body and tried to lift herself up, but instead only twitched slightly, continuing to lie on the floor. There was absolutely no strength in the muscles to lean on the arms or legs normally.
"Is it because of some spell that I feel so lousy? Maybe the necromancers hit me with a club of submission, which they took from Dolada? I don't know," Selena thought, groaning from fruitless efforts.
Soon, she felt Raelynn approach her. Selena wanted to turn her head to look at her, but her neck wouldn't obey her.
"Well, well! What a cutie got captured by me here! Thank Molag Bal, I will have something to do in the near future! I'm tired of rotten corpses! Now I can have fun with the young body of an imperial!"- said Raelynn, towering over the helpless Selena.
Selena checked her system inventory just in case, but, as she thought, it was completely empty. No money, no potions, no scrolls, nothing. Perhaps all her stuff was in a brown chest that stood near the altar of Molag Bal.
"Maybe I can somehow arrange an escape and look into this chest. I'll get everything out of there! I need everything to sell this in the imperial city and keep my apartment. If mom gets rid of the curse thanks to Meridia, and when she returns, she finds out that her daughter, like a real loser, lost the apartment."
While Selena was thinking about this, she saw with her peripheral vision how the necromancer Raelynn took off her robe and put on a dwemer strap-on.
Selena strained her muscles with all her might and was able to do a little push-ups from the floor. Then she tried to bend and put her leg up for support, but none of her legs would obey.
"Hah! What desperate attempts! Don't you want to taste my dick?", - Raelynn grinned playfully.
Selena began to crawl. Although she herself didn't understand why she did it. It was just a gesture of desperation.
"Hey, my girl, where are you going? Don't worry, I'll fuck you with lube. You'll even like it!", - said Raelynn, coming up to her.
"No! I have to go home! To the imperial city! I have to pay my taxes there! Let me go, please!", - Selena whined plaintively.
"What nonsense! You will be my slave! Forget about everything that happened to you before. You will have a new life! You will have new priorities! You will serve me! I'm Raelynn the Gravefinder. Remember this!" the necromancer proclaimed.
After Selena crawled about a meter and a half, she sat on top of her, or rather, on her hips and grabbed her by the hair.
"Behave yourself, baby! If you try to apply some kind of spell to me, or do something stupid, you will regret it very much! My strength is incommensurable with yours! If you behave obediently, then I won't torment you too much!" the female necromancer warned, and then lowered her palms on the girl's buttocks.
Raelynn spread her ass and put the wet head of the strap-on to the sphincter of her victim.
"Oh, I'm excited!" the woman moaned and pushed forward.
"N-n!", Selena squeezed out of herself, feeling penetration into her anus.
"Yes! I'll make you moan," the necromancer promised, continuing to push her strap-on deeper, "Oh, what a tight ass! Haven't you been fucked in the ass yet?"
Selena winced and tried to relax her buttocks, but they strained so hard, as if they were trying to flatten a strap-on.
"I'm asking you!" the necromancer exclaimed and applied a spell to the imperial:
Electrifying touch (10 electrical damage by touch).
"O-o-oh!", - Selena howled, having received an electric shock, - "Yes. Dolada fucked my ass a couple of times!"
"Great! And I'll fuck your ass every damn day!", the female necromancer joyfully proclaimed, starting to make quick, but not deep thrusts.
After a minute of active anal stimulation, Selena saw an unexpected notification:
Brown Rot is added. You're sick!
"No way! I've been infected with some kind of abomination again!"
"What a brown rot?!! Hey... oh…Why don't you necromancers get treated before sticking your dick into other people?...Oh...", - Selena was indignant, between moans.
"Because necromancers deal with rotten corpses every day! Shut up, or I'll electrocute you again!", Raelynn shouted angrily, as she did not like to be distracted by extraneous conversations during anal sex.
"Heal me! I don't want to get sick with some kind of brown rot! Heal me!", Selena shouted insistently, irritating the necromancer more and more.
"Oh, you cunt! I'm gonna teach you a lesson!", - Raelynn shouted and jumped to her feet in a rage. She kicked the body of the Imperial and pushed her off the stone slab. Rolling over a couple of steps, Selena fell on an uneven, damp surface.
The female necromancer immediately jumped down to her and grabbed Selena by the shoulders and turned her over on her back, and then lifted her pelvis in such a way that her feet were further than her head. Having twisted the girl, she was able to fuck her anal hole standing on her feet, and at the same time fuck with more force and amplitude.
"Oh! It hurts! It hurts me!", Selena screamed when the strap-on roughly penetrated her anus to the full depth.
In response, she heard only the excited snuffling of Raylene, who rapturously raped her ass and was approaching her orgasm.
"Oh, it's been so long since I fucked such a cute ass! What a gift of fate! I cum in the name of the King of Worms!", she exclaimed, starting to pump sperm into the anus of the suffering Selena…