Sirens Deceived

This is, as you could probably tell, based off of the Siren's Deception quest in Oblivion. I personally found the death penalty to be a little over the top for the gang's crime, so decided I'd find another way to resolve the situation.

Does anyone else find it funny that them dying in game is unremarked upon, but this version of events would cause outrage?


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The door behind me swung open, letting in the cool, salty breeze from the harbor. I took another sip of my beer as I waited. I couldn’t seem too eager to find out who had just walked in, nor could I seem to have been waiting, or I might not be able to help Maelona and Gogan out. If this was the gang I certainly didn’t want to spook them. I waited until I heard the footsteps stop behind me to turn around, and when I did I was sure these were the women. It wasn’t hard to see how they were able to lure the town’s men out to be robbed. Hell, I would have fallen for it. In a way, I still planned to. I spoke up, asking, "Can I help you, ladies?"

The Nord spoke first when she saw me turn, telling me “My friend and I couldn’t help but notice you when we came in. You see, we’ve been looking for a certain, ah…kind of man today, and we liked the look of you. If you’re willing then we can promise you a night of fun you won’t soon forget. We have a cozy little cabin just east of here, what do you say?” Subtlety was apparently not this gang’s specialty, but looking at the women’s attire that was hardly surprising. The Nord was rather well endowed, and the low-cut top she was wearing made the fact impossible to miss. The shirt seemed to be intentionally a size too small for her, understandable as any common shirt would have been insufficient for her needs anyway. The seams on her shirt seemed to be strained by their load, which boded well for tonight.

Her partner was certainly no shyer about her appearance. While her chest wasn’t nearly so impressive, compared to the Nord’s rough features her face and figure were sublime. The Imperial's smooth curves up her legs, around her hips, and to her lovely face were laid bare by a dress that hugged close for its whole length. Which wasn't, I noted, very far. Her tanned legs were bare up to her thighs, and the cloth didn't go far above her breasts. Every inch of skin that I could lay my eyes on had a flawless golden brown tan, without a blemish on her. With her dainty features and those lush, full lips she was the model of perfection, and the way she held herself indicated that she was well aware of that. She certainly was capable of using her looks, as the seductive glance she threw my way when she caught my gaze caused my dick to stir from the sight alone. I was going to have to wait a few minutes before I left the bar for everything to calm down before I stood up.

I decided to play along. My smile told them that I had already accepted their offered, though I raised my eyebrows and asked, "Fun?" The Imperial sighed and replied, "Do I have to spell it out for you? You're a man, and I'm a woman with certain, ah, desires. Why don't you come by tonight at eleven?" I smiled and, telling her, "I believe I can find the time. Shall I bring anything for the occasion?"

"Oh, coming as you are will be quite enough. We'll see you tonight then. Don't make us wait long..." With that last demure comment they turned and sauntered towards the door. The Imperial's dress clung as tight to her back as it did to her front, I saw, and as I watched it sway I had to admit that it was as fine as the rest of her. I was certainly going to enjoy her tonight. 'Come as you are," though, I had to laugh. If a 'night of fun' was all they were planning I wouldn't need my custom enchanted Daedric armor, nor my enchanted amulets and weaponry. But the gang obviously couldn't pass up such a valuable target, especially when I seemed so off my guard. Who knew? Depending on exactly how tonight went I might just leave them with a gift after all.

(Ten fifty-three that night)

I ran my finger over the right on my left hand as I waited from someone to respond to my knock. It looked like I was wearing nothing on my hand thanks to the Chameleon enchantment on the ring, though that wasn't the only spell attached to it. There was also a modified barrier enchantment ready for use, just in case the girls got out of hand. And, of course, I had my formidable knowledge of magic with me: I'd be a poor Breton without that. A few seconds later the door swung inwards to reveal the Imperial, with firelight spilling into the night around her. At her bidding I stepped inside and closed the door for her. A watchful observer might have noticed the handle glow as the door shut as the magical lock took effect. No one was leaving tonight until I said so. For once, the girls here weren't going to be the ones deciding when it was time for their victim to leave, as they were about to find out.

The Imperial practically purred as she told me, "It's just me for now, Signy will arrive in a few minutes. Why don't you take some of the heavy armor off now? It would only get in the way later." I was happy enough to comply, laying my greaves, cuirass, pauldrons, boots, katana, and the rest of my equipment on the table in front of me. I surveyed the richly fitted room as I stripped, noting gleefully the huge bed in the corner near the fireplace. There were several tables filled with wine as well, and one door. I cast detect life to see what was beyond that, which confirmed my suspicions. The Imperial was lying, as I could see people lit purple behind the door. They must have been waiting to ambush me once I seemed completely defenseless. And judging by the long, thin bulge in one of the Imperial's pockets, she was ready to help them with what I assumed was a dagger.

Once I had only my loincloth and the hidden ring left, the Imperial spoke up again, sounding distinctly less seductive this time. "That's enough. You should go now, your night is over," she declared. I simply smiled at her, to which she scowled and told me, "You don't seem to understand your position. You are going to leave, and you aren't going to take any of your stuff with you." I continued to grin at her, replying, "Oh, I don't think so. I was promised a 'night of fun' earlier today, and this hasn't been very entertaining yet. Why don't you take that dress off so we can fix that?" The Imperial simply sighed and pulled her dagger out, growling "You can either choose to leave, or have me use this. And without your armor you are rather exposed, so I think you know which choice is the better of the two for you to make."

I laughed, to her surprise, chuckling, "Even if your gang was here with you I'd choose to stay. I think you'll find that you won't regret my decision." She cursed and yelled, "Alright girls, it looks like we have someone who doesn't want to cooperate!" The door flew open and the Nord, who I guessed was Signy, charged in with a Khajiit who, menacing look aside, was rather attractive for a cat-woman. I started to revise my plans for tonight even as I rushed towards the wall beyond the Imperial. She lunged at me and thrust her dagger towards me neck. Seeing the glowing blade moving towards my jugular I used my ring to summon a thin barrier around my neck, forcing the blade to slide off the side. The Khajiit laughed at the Imperial's shocked expression, admonishing her, "You really ought to practice, Faustina. How could you miss at that range?" As Faustina fell back to join with he two friends, I put my back to the wall and asked of the girls, "Tell me, have you ladies ever heard of a Clanfear? It's a lizard daedra. Almost all muscle, very strong, very dangerous."

The Khajiit narrowed her eyes, hissing, "Ssstoppp yourrr babbliing!" She started to advance, dagger raised, but paused when I lifted my arm and started to twist the air in front of me. Quickly it began to take shape, the distinctive frill on its head, the hooked snout, the razor shard talons, and the scaly hide. Within a few seconds the Khajiit fell back in terror as she found a fully grown Clanfear in front of her. Faustina panicked and ran towards it, trying to stab it but only managing to scratch the tough skin. In return it raked its claws across her front, flinging her backwards as blood started to well forth. I paralyzed the Clanfear as it turned towards the other women, who had dropped their weapons and backed up onto the far wall, horror on their faces. I, on the other hand, ambled forward, grabbed all three daggers, and walked through the door that Signy had come through, unsummoning the Clanfear as I went. Faustina's wounds wouldn't kill her for a little while, so I wasn't in a rush. I could hear Signy and the Khajiit frantically trying to open the door, but they weren't getting through unless I undid the spell. Once I reached downstairs I found a room with all of the stolen goods Gogan had told me about, as well as a locked box which proved to be full of jewelry when I magically opened it. I added the daggers and locked it again for good measure. When I mounted the stairs I hurled an wide-area charm spell into the room above, powerful enough that despite what I had done even Faustina, who was still on the ground whimpering, started to warm to me. It was hard, after all, for anyone to not like a Breton who wanted to be liked. Signy and the Khajiit caught the full force of the spell and calmed down, turning towards my footsteps with smiles. They were working it through in their minds at the spell's prompting: I had just let them live, unharmed, after they attacked me with every intent of killing. Faustina's wounds held them back, though, until I knelt down in front of her and held my hand over the wound. A white light washed over the deep cuts as I told her, "It would be a terrible waste to let you die, Faustina. Why don't we start the night over again, right now?" Once the light faded her skin had sealed completely, as flawless now as it had been before, though now I could see quite a bit more through her tattered clothes. I cleaned the blood on the ground and on her and her dress with another spell, but didn't bother mending the fabric. She wouldn't need it for long. She opened her eyes in surprise, her gratitude at being healed combined with the charm's effects as she lowered her voice and murmured "Thank you." I offered her my hand and pulled her to her feet, before she walked over to join Signy and Khajiit, who were now, thanks only partly to the spell, eyeing my mostly naked physique. The Hero of Kvatch had to be in pretty good shape, so I knew I was a sight to see. But I was more interested in them, so I decided to get the ball rolling on the 'night of fun' I had been promised.

"You know girls, I think we got off to a bad start tonight. Do you want to make it up to me?" The Khajiit breathed, "Yeessss..." while the other two nodded, and I smiled. As useful as charm was, it couldn't get people to do anything I wanted, but it seemed that its help was going to be enough tonight. I continued, "You never did let me finish earlier when I was taking everything off for you girls. Why don't I fix that?" I grabbed my loincloth and pulled it down after speaking, and grinned as I heard the Khajiit gasp at the thick length hanging between my legs. I may have been born under the sign of the Mage, but I hadn't only been blessed with increased magicka. And the Khajiit especially would want what she saw. Khajiits were built fairly similarly to humans, except for the obvious differences and for a few other important details. Khajiit men, for example, were usually smaller than humans, seven inches at the very largest, and so Khajiit women were smaller to compensate. Though I wasn't hard yet, the Khajiit staring at my package could tell that this was going to be larger than anything she had experienced before now. I could see her breaths coming more rapidly as her heart rate increased at the sight. She might prove to be a handful tonight.

Signy and Faustina weren't immune to me either. When I told them, "I'm ready, girls. If you wanted me to take everything off for you, I think it's only fair if you return the favor." They looked at each other and nodded before they started to take their clothes off, though neither quite so eagerly as the Khajiit, who had kicked her shoes off and pulled her dress over her head already. While a lot of humans weren't comfortable with the idea of interracial action, I had had some experience in the past that taught me to be rather fond of it. She was certainly a sight, with small, pert breasts and short, silk-fine fur over her body. The feline accents to her body were arousing, and as worked to get the last of her clothing off I felt myself start to swell at the sight, blood rushing from the rest of my body into my dick. Faustina wasn't long behind the Khajiit, as she didn't have much trouble getting out of her dress seeing as how there was so little dress left. As the discarded fabric fell to the floor I noticed that Faustina’s tan was even over her whole body, which seemed to mean that someone stumbling by the cabin in the middle of the day might just find a welcome sight as she worked on that tan. I admired my restoration work briefly on her still perfect skin, but quickly let my eyes wander up and down, from the not large but still sensual curves on her chest, to the gentle sweep of her hips and the beauty of her ass. She was gorgeous without needing any exaggerated features, though I suspected that with a body as sexual as that one she would get able to get worked up to a fever pitch. I'd have to test that. The Nord, on the other hand, had the rougher build of her race, though she still had a lean beauty to her. And of course she had that amazing chest of hers, her huge knockers swinging free once her shirt came off. They were ludicrously large, but that was the sort of ridiculous thing that could only be enjoyed to the fullest. I was going to get a taste of those, and soon.

Once their clothing was off I walked over to one of the tables and cleared it of bottles. Gesturing to the Imperial, I told her, "Come over here, Faustina. I have a gift to make up for hurting you earlier." When she reached me I picked her up and set her on the table, face down. I spread her legs apart, and summoning a bit of magicka touched a finger to her snatch. She gasped as the spell went to work, quickly turning to moans as the phantom sensations gained in strength. Now that she was occupied, I strode over the bed and lay down in its center. I looked over at the other two and ordered, "Come over here. Signy, you lean over here, I want to suck your tits." She eagerly moved into position as I told the Khajiit, "You can do whatever you want. It looks like you have a few ideas." I just saw her leaning down to lick the tip of my cock as her hand-like paw starting stroking it towards its full nine inches of length. As excited as she seemed, that much cock seemed to intimidate her. My view was blocked then as Signy's enormous tits hit my face. I looked left and took on massive mammary into my mouth and started to suck and nip at it, while I took both hands and started to massage the other. Both hands, and still more to grab! Every time I bit down on her nipple I could hear her gasp, but judging by how she was fingering herself it wasn't in pain as much as in pleasure. I bit harder when I suddenly felt the Khajiit plunge my prick into her mouth as she managed to get a full inch beyond the swollen tip before reaching her limit, the unexpected bolt of pleasure making me lose control for a brief second. Signy's moan confirmed that she enjoy it, though, so I happily continued to nip at her as I kissed my way to the valley between her breasts. I breathed deep of her salty-sweet scent before continuing over to the other breast, lavishing the same attentions on it that I had given its twin. The Khajiit was licking up and down the sensitive patch at the bottom of my engorged head, and was dedicating one paw to jerking off the six inches she couldn't reach with her mouth. Every bob of her head forced me to gasp with bliss as she drug her sandpaper tongue along the sensitive tip, and I involuntarily jerked my hips up when she took her other hand and grabbed my sack, squeezing one of my balls. I could feel the cum starting to churn, and although I had some control left she was rapidly eroding it.

Signy's frantic fingering, however, had worn through nearly all the control she had left. As her moans started to rise in pitch she shouted "Bite me harder! Ah, harder!" I grabbed a nipple between my teeth and squeezed until I was sure I should have been causing her excruciating pain, but she started to scream and jerk as soon as I leaned over and bit down on the other tit, jerking her other breast out of my hand and smacking it back into my face as she shook, her breast wildly swaying with her orgasm. I took my beating like a man until Signy collapsed onto me, panting. After a minute she rolled over on the bed with her eyes closed and a satisfied smile, which was good because her chest had been smothering me. Once the spots left my vision from oxygen deprivation, leaving only the stars exploding from the incredible blowjob the Khajiit was giving me, she growled, "Enoughhhh of thissss..." and climbed over to straddle my crotch. She started lowering herself onto my pole, grimacing as my head began to part her lips. She stopped when she reached the widest part of the tip, seemingly to pause before taking the plunge. But then I felt her jerk downwards onto my dick without being able to sink any farther, and heard her exclaim frantically, "It'ssss tooo biiig!" She started shoving her hips down harder, but all to no avail: she was simply too tight.

What could I do? Reaching down to touch her, I saw her eyes go wide as I burdened her, forcing her down the full nine inches of my dick. She screamed have in pleasure, half in pain as I felt something tear inside her, though I was sure she wasn't a virgin. The stars exploding behind my eyes didn't seem entirely natural to me, either: it felt like she had a vice-grip on my tool. I whimpered myself, it hurt so good, but as soon as I could regain thought I healed her, leaving her only the sensation that of being filled with more meat than she could wrap he mind around. She remained still a moment, acclimating to the intense sensations from her overstuffed pussy. Her exploratory bounce a second later nearly knocked me unconscious with sensory overload, the mind-bending friction on my dick knocking the breath from me. I gasped as she bounced again, moaning with the movement. The next thrust led to a rhythm, which swiftly matched the rhythm of her panting. Neither of us could last long like this, not with the maddeningly intense pressure my dick felt within her. It couldn't have been more than a minute before I started thrusting into her as she fell, meeting her and driving even deeper into her. The blood was pounding in my ears as she shrieked with the sudden shock, and the pressure in my balls was reaching critical levels. The next thrust set off fireworks in my mind, colors flashing before my eyes, and I knew I'd had it. I started to blast my cum into her, as her shrieks turned into a keening wail. As I thrust I shot load after load into her until finally she came, and when her orgasm pulled her muscles taught the waves of pleasure drove me insane. She was even tighter, impossibly, deliciously tight. Her bliss lasted ages as she shook above me, and the erotic clamp her pussy had become nearly forced me to cum again right after my head had fallen back onto the pillow from my first orgasm. When her head fell forward, her face delirious from the indescribable high she had just attained, I was still panting from the after effects of her coming so intensely. I gasped as I lifted her off my rock-hard dick, nearly coming as I felt her slide off until my tip popped free at last. My cum was leaking out from her cunt lips, no longer trapped by our astoundingly tight union.

That round had left me primed to fire, with only the barest of control left before I would shoot another load. Sliding to the end of the bed, I hurried over to the table that Faustina was still moaning on. I didn't have any patience left for foreplay, and since the spell was designed to bring her to the edge without letting her cum I doubted she would want to wait either. She only had a moment to turn and look back angrily when I ended the spell before I slammed all nine inches into her cunt, forcing a gasp from her. I pounded her mercilessly, forcing her forward and backward and the table, her thrusting back to meet me as we both desperately sought release. It found us swiftly. Faustina stopped breathing and froze for a second before her pussy clamped down on my prick. She didn't scream like the other two, just breathed through her orgasm as it swept her away. As soon as her cunt locked down on me I knew I was done too. Cum started pumping out of my balls as I moaned out my release, shoving my dick in as deeply as I could as I shot load after load deep into Faustina. Each blast corresponded to a wave of pure bliss that swept my mind along with it, driving me insane for the next two minutes. As I jerked within Faustina I felt her freeze again, before orgasming a second, then a third time. By the time she started her forth I had to put my arms out to keep me from falling forward as she continued to milk the last ounces out of me, squeezing me tight over and over and over again. I was exhausted once she finally stopped shaking and lay there, drained and blissful. I picked her up in my arms and staggered over to the bed, where I lay her down snuggled between me and Signy, with the Khajiit up against me on the other side. As soon as my head hit the pillow this time I sunk into sleep, joining the three sexy women around me. A night of fun indeed...

(The next morning)

After I had woken up, dazed and disoriented, I struggled to remember where I was. When I looked over at Faustina's face I finally remembered the wild night last night, before suddenly realizing that I still needed to return the stolen goods I had found downstairs. I put on my clothes, though not my armor, and gather all the missing items. When I unlocked the door and stepped outside I was shocked to see Maelona and Gogan waiting there in full guard uniforms, both wearing an incredulous expression. "Um, good morning," I greeted them dumbly, unable to think of what they were doing here. Gogan told me, saying "We saw you leaving last night after having met with the women, and assumed that you were going here. You see, we're really undercover guards for the city, but we needed your help as an outsider to bust this gang. We knew they would turn violent once you challenged them, but we thought that knowing their plan you would be prepared with armor. That doesn't seem to be the case. What the hell happened last night? We heard them screaming in terror earlier on, and some sort of weird snarling, and then...well...they seemed to be enjoying themselves."

I didn't have much of an answer for him. All I could do was offer him the pile of goods and tell him, "I, uh, found a way to end this without having to kill them. But hey, you have all the stolen goods back, and I can guarantee they won't steal again. There's no need to arrest them now, is there? Surely the men who were caught earlier will be happy enough getting their stuff back."

Maelona looked at me in disbelief and muttered, "I suppose you're right. But you better be certain they don't try anything." I knew I could guarantee that, with the oversupply of rare weapons and armor I found in Oblivion gates and ruins, so I sighed in relief. It would have been such a waste to kill these women now! I waved as the two guards turned to leave, but Gogan turned back one last time. Grinning at me, he laughed, "You don't suppose you could solve more crimes like this, do you? We might be able to use your help again in the future after all..."

I stared after him as he walked away down the hill, wondering just what sort of criminal underworld Anvil must have. If this was only the first case...I shook my head and turned back.