A Second Chance

The next morning, Ivy has Lydia's face in between her legs again. Lydia's body shakes from still having the potion inside her holes. She tries to control herself so she can focus on bringing Ivy to an orgasm. Ivy moans and gasps as Lydia wiggles her tongue down inside the dominatrix's creamy folds. Lydia groans as the potion churns in her body, bringing her to levels of arousal that only the Goddess Dibella could. Ivy rolls her head to the side, closing her eyes and moans as she feels Lydia's long tongue moving against her g-spot.

"You're doing well my pet. I knew you had it in you, and as much as I want to continue playing with you. We must be on our way." Ivy said, as she sits up. Lydia groans as she moves back, tears of arousal run down her face.

"My Thane can I please cum?" Lydia said, her voice trembling with overwhelming, emotional arousal. Ivy slips into her outfit, and puts her sword on. She wipes away Lydia's tears, with a gentle smile.

"You gave a good effort this morning, and I believe you're beginning to understand your place. So yes you may cum, but only by my hand." Ivy said. Ivy sits down on a tree stump, and pats her lap with her hand. Lydia slowly gets to her feet, gasping and moaning as she moves towards her mistress. Ivy looks at Lydia's body, seeing the very obvious signs of her arousal. Lydia's body glistens with sweat, her areolas are swollen, her nipples are as hard as pebbles, pussy juice is flowing in a steady stream down her legs, her clit is red and swollen, and her knees are shaking. Lydia makes constant moans, whimpers, sobs, and groans, her bottom lip trembles with arousal, her eyes are distant and red from all the crying she did all night, her hair is a total mess. Ivy smiles as she looks at her handiwork, nobody but her can turn a proud woman, into a desperate, weeping, moaning, whimpering shadow of her former self. Ivy also knows if she keeps Lydia this way for too long, that she'll become just a whore dependant on the potion, and that's not what Ivy wants. Ivy takes Lydia by the hand, and bends the housecarl over her lap.

"You do understand that this was just to teach you, that I am not just your Thane, I am also your mistress. Last night your grumbling and the way you roll your eyes at me, isn't the attitude a slave is supposed to have towards her mistress." Ivy said, as she was pulled the dildo out of Lydia's swollen cunt. Lydia cries as the dildo slips out of her tender womanhood.

"Please forgive me for my awful behavior last night my Thane." Lydia whimpered as tears drip from her eyes and onto the ground.

"I much prefer if you'd call me mistress." Ivy said, as she teases Lydia's tender clit. Lydia whines as she feels Ivy's fingers rubbing her clit.

"Yes Mistress." Lydia whimpered. Ivy keeps rubbing her clit, as she starts pulling on the butt plug that has lodged itself in the housecarl's asshole. Lydia cries as she feels the butt plug pull against her anal ring. Ivy lowers her face down to the red, swollen entrance of Lydia's ass, licking around the housecarl's butt hole as it pulls out as the butt plug starts to come out. With one hard pull the butt plug pops out of Lydia's asshole, sending her into a frenzy of moans and whimpers as her body jerks in her arousal. Ivy looks down inside Lydia's gaping asshole and sees the potion pooling just beyond Lydia's sphincter. Ivy runs her fingers through Lydia's hair, soothing her.

"It will all be over soon. Let your mistress take care of your needs." Ivy said in Lydia's ear. Ivy plunges her fingers inside the holes and starts working them in and out with fast, hard strokes. Lydia cries as her eyes roll back, Ivy smiles when she hears Lydia's cries.

Ivy watches Lydia as she moves her fingers faster inside her holes. Lydia's body goes stiff with sexual ecstasy, as a fountain of pussy juice gushes out, as she's bent over Ivy's lap. The potion comes out with the torrent of juices, as Ivy works her fingers in and out of Lydia's asshole, the potion pushes towards the entrance and runs down her legs. Ivy uses her strength to keep Lydia held down, as she bucks and writhes in the grip of her much needed release. Lydia's screams go silent as her mouth hangs open, her face turns red and veins bulge out along her forehead, as wave after wave of orgasms crash through her body. Ivy's pussy begins to drip from watching Lydia and from feeling the housecarl's strong pussy and ass muscles squeeze her fingers. Ivy's whimpers as the feelings and sights of Lydia's orgasms, turn her on. Ivy closes her eyes and moans as she brings herself to an orgasm, without using her fingers or anything else. Ivy's juices flow around her panties and onto the stump, creating a puddle under her ass cheeks. When Lydia is finally done with her almost never ending orgasms, she breathes in fast breaths of relief.

"By the gods Mistress that was amazing. Thank you Mistress for helping me." Lydia said.

"You're welcome my pet." Ivy said, as she pats Lydia's cherry red ass cheeks. Lydia groans a bit, from the pat on her tender ass cheeks.

"What do you want me to do next Mistress?" Lydia said.

"You may go down to the river and wash up, and get what remains of the potion out of your arse. Then get dressed and break down the camp." Ivy said. Lydia gets to her feet and walks down to the river. While Lydia washes the sweat off her body and the potion out of her ass, Ivy saddles up Avalon. When Lydia is done she walks out of the water, and starts putting on her armor.

"We must do something about your armor. I've seen too many armor set just like it. No housecarl of mine, us going to look like a common bandit." Ivy said, as she straps on Avalon's bridle.

"What do you have in mind Mistress?" Lydia said, as she tightens the straps on her breastplate.

"I'm not sure yet, but I'll figure something out. It must be unique and it must show your strong, curvy body, but at the same time not take away from the fact that you are a warrior." Ivy said.

"Whatever you choose Mistress I know it will be something that only you can make." Lydia said, as finished with her armor and starts rolling up the bedroll.

"Mistress may I ask you a question?" Lydia said.

"You may Lydia." Ivy said.

"How did you make yourself cum like you did earlier? Without the use of your hands or your toys?" Lydia said, as she ties up the rolled up bedroll. Ivy smiles and walks over to Lydia.

"Training. I've trained my body and mind, to do as I want, and not what some captor wants. In the world that I'm from, one must have a strong body and mind. If you don't, the evil of my world will do unspeakable things to you." Ivy said.

"Does that mean that you have been captured once, Mistress?" Lydia said.

"Yes I have, and because of the training I've put myself through. No man, woman or creature has taken what I wouldn't give. The only thing I have them, was the taste of their own medicine." Ivy said. Lydia looks at the river with troubled eyes.

"What troubles you my pet?" Ivy said.

"I'm sure you know about the civil war, right?" Lydia said.

"I know about the war, but I don't know what's the reason for it." Ivy said.

"The empire has made illegal to worship our own god Talos, and anyone that is caught. Are hauled away by thalmor justiciers, what happens to these people, only the gods know." Lydia said. Ivy looks at Lydia and sees how much this troubles her.

"My god, that's horrible. These thalmor do this to anyone who worships Talos?" Ivy said.

"Yes, and the empire let's them. In fact the empire and the thalmor work together." Lydia said.

"And that is why the stormcloaks are at war with the empire." Ivy said.

"I don't know why Ulfric Stormcloak the Jarl of Windhelm is fighting the empire. Some say he fights for the people of Skyrim, others say it's because he wants the crown for himself." Lydia said.

"What do you know of this Ulfric Stormcloak?" Ivy said.

"Not much. I've heard that he doesn't really care for anyone who isn't a nord. Some people say that he murdered the High King of Skyrim, but then some say it was a fair duel that the High King lost. I do know that he has the power of the voice, like you." Lydia said.

"So he's dragonborn?" Ivy said.

"No I don't think so. I think he was trained by the greybeards." Lydia said. Ivy kneels down to pick up her things and put them in the saddle bags, before she secures them to the saddle. Lydia ties the bedroll to the saddle, as she looks at Ivy. Lydia could Ivy's wheels of thought turning through her eyes.

"It seems that Skyrim is in much more need of my help, than I thought." Ivy said. Lydia smiles and says.

"Well Mistress if you're going to save Skyrim, I will be at your side, if you'll have me." Lydia said.

"I like your eagerness, but first you need more training. If we're going to fight the thalmor and the empire, you need to be ready for whatever they use against you." Ivy said.

"Of course, Mistress. I am yours to shape and mold to your liking." Lydia said.

"You're very brave, but let me warn you. What you experienced last night, is only the beginning. I will teach you all that I know." Ivy said, as she mounts up.

"I need to see these greybeards so that I'm ready. I'm curious about what sort of new powers these men can teach me." Ivy said, as she offers a hand to Lydia. Lydia looks up at Ivy's hand and then her eyes, surprised that the dominatrix is allowing her to ride behind her.

"Lydia do I have to come down there and spank you again." Ivy said, with a stern tone.

"Sorry Mistress." Lydia said, as she takes Ivy's hand and hops on behind Ivy.

"We need to get to High Hrothgard as quickly as possible, and there's no way that's going to happen if I have to wait for you to catch up with me, and I sure as hell am not going to back track to find you." Ivy said, as she kicks Avalon into a lope.

"Permission to speak Mistress?" Lydia said, as she holds on to Ivy's waist.

"You may Lydia." Ivy said.

"I saw the alchemy kit last night. Are you going to teach me how to be an alchemist?" Lydia said.

"Yes and many other things as well. I might even teach you how to make something that is very useful in my world. The people of Skyrim might think we're wizards or something, when they witness the power of black powder." Ivy said.

Ivy stops to take a look at the map, as Lydia sleeps with her head resting on Ivy's back. Avalon paws on the cobblestone road with his hoof, as he waits near a bridge. Ivy folds the map and puts it in the saddle bags and clicks her tongue, while giving Avalon a light kick. Crossing the bridge with caution, Ivy knows some times bandits and other things like to lie in wait for unsuspecting people to cross bridges. Ivy scans the area around the bridge, as she crosses. Lydia opens her eyes, and sees three elves coming from the other side.

"Thalmor agents." Lydia whimpered in Ivy's ear. Ivy looks at the elves, one is wearing a set of black robes, the others are wearing some sort of armor made from metal with a greenish - gold color to it, the thalmor agents are leading a young woman with her hands tied behind her back, and wearing nothing but rags. Ivy pulls Avalon to a stop, turns him to the side so he's blocking the path. The elf in robes stops and glares at Ivy.

"Let us pass citizen, this is official thalmor business you are interfering with." The elf said. Ivy keeps her horse still as she sizes up the agents.

"What purpose do you have for escorting this woman?" Ivy said.

"That is none of your concern, now clear the way or suffer the consequences." The elf said. Lydia can sense a fight I'd about to start, she quietly slides down from Avalon's back, keeping herself hidden behind his massive body, as she readies an arrow into her bow. Ivy looks at the captured young woman, and sees that she must be at least 17 or younger, Ivy could also see signs of abuse on the young woman's body and face. A fire starts growing in Ivy's heart, she can feel anger boiling in her blood.

"What sort of madness is this, she's just a child!" Ivy said.

"Child or not, she is a member of a Talos cult." The elf said.

"You deny people's freedom to worship their own gods, and what reason do you have for the abuse that I can see on this girl's body?" Ivy said.

"I'm not going to explain our interrogation methods to the likes of you." The elf said.

"Maybe we should show her our methods." One of the other elves said.

"If you don't get out of the way, you learn how we take care of those who mettle in our affairs." The lead elf said.

"What will you do to her?" Ivy said. The elf narrows his eyes at Ivy.

"She is to be executed." The elf said.

"I think not." Ivy said, as her whip comes down and splits the elf's head in half. As blood and brains spill from the elf's head, Lydia comes out of hiding with her bow drawn. Lydia let's the arrow loose, and as the elf falls to the ground, the arrow flies over and hits the other elf in the eye. The young woman runs for cover, as Ivy kicks Avalon into a gallop. Ivy grabs the last elf by his armor, she pulls Avalon to the right, while holding the elf, using the horse's momentum, Ivy tosses him like a rag doll. The elf lands in a ditch and rolls down and slams into the base of a tree. Ivy jumps down from the saddle. Baring her teeth as she approaches the elf. Standing over him, Ivy says.

"Did you rape her!?" The elf tries to get to his feet, just as Ivy grabs him by his helmet, and picks him up to his feet. Ivy grabs the helmet and pulls it off and tosses it aside.

"Answer the bloody question! Did you rape her!?" Ivy said, as she holds the elf by his breastplate. When the elf doesn't answer, Ivy balls up her fist, and smashes it against the elf's face. Lydia goes over to the young woman, and cuts off the ropes with her dagger. Ivy punches the elf again, blood drips from his mouth bringing out a couple teeth with it.

"DID YOU RAPE HER!" Ivy said, as she punches him with her gauntlet hand.

"Yes, yes I did and just me, others as well." The elf groaned, as blood drips from his mouth and runs from deep cuts on his face.

"You should curse them for getting the quick death, that you will not." Ivy said, as she drives her knee into his side, if it hadn't been for the armor, the kick would've caved in his ribs and turned his insides to mush. Ivy grabs his head and slams it back against the tree. With a few flicks of her hand, the sharp claws on her gauntlet hand, cut through the straps on his breastplate. She tosses the armor aside, then lands a right hook, that shatters his jaw and drops him to the ground. Ivy looks over at the girl, the deep traumatized look in her eyes, brings a tear to Ivy's.

"Lydia there are healing potions in the saddle bags, tend to her. Do it away from here, she doesn't need to see this." Ivy said.

"Wait, wait!" The girl said, "he and his men violated me, and not just me. They murdered my father, raped and tortured my mother and my baby sister!" The girl said, as she tries to walk over to Ivy and the elf. A lump forms in Ivy's throat when she sees the pained limp in the girl's steps. Ivy knows the damage thatthe thalmor did to the girl, must be worse on the inside. Lydia quickly catches the girl, as she stumbles and falls. Ivy turns away, not wanting the girl seeing her, as she wipes away her tears. Ivy looks down at the elf, and kicks him in the face, then she drives her heel through his cheek, busting more of his teeth, as the heel stabs through his face, and pins his head to the ground. Ivy looks at the young girl, just as the girl passes out. Lydia scoops the girl up in her arms.

"Lydia take care of her, while I deal with this pile of filth." Ivy said.

"Right away Mistress." Lydia said, as she carries the girl over to Avalon. Ivy looks back down at the elf, who's groaning and gasping in pain, as she twists the heel around inside his face.

"Do you ever wonder what women feel when you rape them?" Ivy said, as she looks down at the elf with cold eyes.

"Allow me to demonstrate." Ivy said, as she brings her sword out, and quickly drives the whip up his ass. The elf screams as the sword slices through his anal ring and slices its way into his asshole. Ivy slowly moves her whip deeper into his rectum, blood runs from his ass, as the blade forces deeper inside him.

"That's what a woman feels when you force your little cock in her arse. Now I doubt that your cock is razor sharp, but like I said you will not die a quick death like they did." Ivy said, as her whip moves in deeper. The tip comes to a bend inside the elf's body, and cuts through the fleshy tube, and goes into his guts. Ivy looks at the elf with a cold, sadistic grin as she works the blade around inside his body, careful not to cut anything vital, as it slices through his intestines. The elf screams as the sword works around inside, as his guts are ground up. Ivy pulls her heel out of his face, then let's her whip slip out, and back in. Blood runs from his ass, as the blade fucks him, cutting up his guts, but missing all the vital areas. Ivy can see her whip moving around underneath his flesh. Blood starts to run out of his mouth, as his intestines are turned into hamburger, inside his body. When Ivy is satisfied with the internal damage she's inflicted, she pulls the whip out, bringing out a few bloody bits of intestines that were hooked by the bladed sections, and with his bowels ground to mush, there's nothing to hold back the shit that comes out of the bloody butt hole. The elf is still alive when Ivy sits him up against the tree.

"How does it feel to be sitting in your entrails and disgusting waste. You probably have done this same thing to your other victims. Violated them until there was nothing left." Ivy said, as she kneels down next to the elf. Ivy glares into the elf's eyes, as she slices his belly open with her gauntlet hand, spilling his shredded up guts in his lap. The elf coughs and chokes on his own blood as it bubbles up from his mouth, while blood runs from his ass and belly.

"You probably think I'm going to kill you now, but I'm not going to. I'm going to leave you here, with your insides on the outside. I made sure not to damage your heart, and lungs so your death will be as slow and as agonizing as possible." Ivy said, as she stands up, "I wonder how many of the wild predators that roam the land, will come to feast on your dying body." Ivy said, as she turns and walks away.

Ivy mounts back up, Lydia hands the girl up to Ivy, who let's her sleep in her arms. Lydia walks behind Avalon, as Ivy rides on down the road, leaving the elf alone in the woods, with his guts out for every wild animal to smell.

Ivy and Lydia made camp again, this time inside a cave. Avalon munched on the grass inside the cave, as Lydia gathered water from the stream flowing through the cave. Ivy had the girl bundled up in her bedroll, Lydia sets the bowl of water next to Ivy. Ivy dips a washcloth in the bowl, and starts cleaning the cuts on the girl's face, as camp fire crackles nearby.

"I gave her the potions like you said. Why isn't she waking up?" Lydia said, as she kneels down next to the girl.

"The damage is worse on the inside, the potions will have a greater effect while she sleeps." Ivy said, as she wipes away the dried blood.

"So she'll be okay?" Lydia said.

"Yes she just needs to rest. God knows when she last slept." Ivy said, as she wets the washcloth and dabs it on the girl's face.

"I'm going on a hunt, she's going to need some meat when she wakes up." Lydia said, as she gathers her bow and arrow quiver.

"Good idea. Be sure to keep your sword on you, there's no telling what lurks out there." Ivy said.

"Of course Mistress." Lydia said, as she picks up her sword and straps it around her waist. As Lydia leaves the cave, Ivy rubs some antiseptic ointment on the girl's wounds, and let's her sleep.

"You poor thing, I'm sorry this happened to you and your family. I'll see that they all pay for this, the empire too." Ivy said. Ivy leans down and kisses the girl on the forehead.

"I'll take care of you, as long as I'm alive. Nobody and nothing will harm you." Ivy said in a soft voice. Lydia had been gone for about two hours, Ivy was still sitting by the girl. When Lydia came back with a turkey in her hand. As Lydia starts plucking the feathers, Ivy pulls the covers up around the girl's shoulders.

"Mistress I can take over watching her, while you get some sleep." Lydia said.

"No I'm fine. I'll watch her, you just keep doing what you're doing." Ivy said. Lydia starts gutting the turkey, as Ivy goes to gather some clean water. When she comes back, Ivy wets the washcloth and let's it drip water into the girl's mouth. Ivy never had a daughter before, with the way she lived she didn't see much point in damning another soul, especially an innocent one. But now with the second chance she's been given, maybe she can adopt this girl. Maybe Ivy can finally be a mother, and raise a daughter into a strong woman. Ivy kisses the girl's cheek, and sprinkles more water in her mouth.

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New chapter is coming soon. As many people who have played Soul Calibur, they know that Ivy comes from a more advanced world. Skyrim is still pretty much like how the world was at the end of the dark ages. So if Ivy can bring some of her knowledge and experience from her world, to the world of Skyrim. Imagine the possibilities of what could happen. Thank you for reading.