A Second Chance

It's a nice sunny day in the forest, birds are singing, insects are buzzing around, bees are happily going about collecting nectar from flowers, a squirrel runs up the side of a tree, and a deer and her baby are grazing on the lush grass. Suddenly the peace of the woods is interrupted when a pinhead size ball of blue light, appears a few feet off the ground, with blue bolts of electricity crackling from the light. The electric bolts spread out, zapping and liking the ground, nearby trees and bushes, catching them on fire with their blue hot electric tails. Then as the bolts spread out, the small ball of light, expands, and forms a bigger ball, that burns the grass, and melts the soil on contact, and in a blinding flash of light, the ball and electric bolts vanish, with a loud crack of thunder. Leaving Isabella "Ivy" Valentine sitting on her white stallion, the horse's hooves paw at the ground, that had been turned to glass, from hot ball of light. Ivy's blue eyes look around at the forest around her, as a breeze blows through her short, platinum hair. Ivy moves the reins to the right, the horse steps off the glass, and onto the dirt. Ivy takes a breath, smelling the fresh mountain air, with the scent of pine and wild flowers mixed in. Suddenly her horse rears up, as a big black dragon soars over head, and disappears over the mountain tops. Ivy strokes the side of the horse's strong neck, with her hand, calming the animal.
"Easy Avalon, easy boy." Ivy said, in a calm voice into her horse's ear.
"A dragon, well at least the place isn't going to a bore." Ivy said, as she kicks Avalon into a trot, and goes on down the hill.
Ralof stops to catch his breath, after just escaping the dragon attack on Helgen and nearly being executed by the imperials, he looks down at the trail he just came through for any of his comrades or imperials who might've been following him. Once he sees that he's clear, he looks back down the road to Riverwood, just as an arrow flies passed him, missing his head by inches. Ralof jumps back and looks at the treeline, as four bandits run out. Two nords wearing iron armor, one orc in steel armor, and one redguard woman archer in fur armor, covering her friends from the high ground with her bow. Ralof pulls his axe, as the nords armed with iron swords, and the orc carrying a big orcish battle axe come charging towards him. Ralof ducks as an iron sword swings for his throat, the second sword he catches under the the axe head, and brings it down, then he brings his axe up and slashes the nord's neck. The nord bandit stumbles back as blood pours from his wound.
"Damn you!" The other nord said, and brings his sword down towards Ralof's scalp. Ralof blocks the hit, as the orc runs up and swings his battle axe, Ralof pushes the nord away with his foot, and jumps back just as the battle axe comes across and slices through his stormcloak armor, and cutting his side. Ralof growls in pain, and stumbles back holding his side as blood runs from between his fingers. The archer nocks an arrow and aims for Ralof, just as four sections of a chain whip sword, run her through, the archer's guts are ripped out through her back, as the sword is yanked from the bandit. Ralof is lying on the ground, as the orcish battle axe comes down to split his head, Ralof brings up his axe and blocks the bigger weapon, he growls has his muscles strain to hold off the attack. The orc laughs as he kicks Ralof's axe out of his hands. Ralof glares at the orc, as the green mountain of muscle walks up to him.
"Pathetic human." The orc said, as he brings his axe up above his head. Ralof looks as the axe goes up, then he sees a horse gallop into view with the rider slicing the orc's back. The orc growls in pain and stumbles forward, with blood dripping from where the sword had cut through his armor like tin foil. Ralof rolls onto his feet, as the mysterious rider hops down from the saddle. The orc smiles when he gets a look at the fool who attacked him.
"A much tastier prize." He said, as he gets an eyeful of the tall, voluptuous, curvy, half naked woman. The woman's light purple painted lips form into a wicked, charming smile, as she looks at the orc.
"Your move cur." She said, with her sword held down at her side. The orc growls in lust and charges the woman, but as he swings his axe, the woman steps to the side.
"Pathetic." She said, with a dominant, sexy tone of mockery, as she spins around and wraps whip sword around his ankles, and yanks the orc off his feet. Ralof watches with awe, his eyes never leaving the woman's sword or her curvy, round exposed buttocks, as she wraps the sword around the orc's neck, and pulls him up with her stelleto heeled boot on his back. The orc looks into the domantrix's piercing blue eyes, growling as the bladed sections dig into his flesh.
"My lord, you are the ugliest creature I've ever seen, and that's saying a lot." She said, as she looks down at her victim's eyes. She grips the chain whip, with her gold gauntlet hand, and pulls the blade tight around the orc's thick neck, and with a quick jerk of the blade, the orc's head pops off with blood spilling from the bloody stump. The last bandit gets up and runs towards the woman, hollering out a battle cry as he charges with his sword held up. The woman brings her sword back, and whips it forward, running the bandit through, then she yanks the sword back, pulling the nord to her, and lands a high kick to his head, stabbing her heel up through his throat, when she pulls her heel out, the bandit falls to the ground, gurgling as blood squirts from the wound.
Ralof keeps pressure on his wound as he cautiously walks up to the woman. As the bladed whip retracts back into the form of a broad sword, she puts the weapon away I'm a scabbard on her back, and looks at Ralof. Ralof stops in his tracks as looks at the tall, beautiful, alluring woman with short white hair, and a skin tight outfit made from purple snake skin, that covered her sides, with a thin strip of purple snake skin across her nipples, very small purple snake skin panties, and a pair of purple snake skin thigh high boots that attach to the outfit with garter straps, with gold knee protection, gold tips, and gold heels, that matched the gold armor on her left arm, and the gauntlet that looks more like a claw, than a hand, right arm wasn't armored, but it did have a snake skin fingerless glove that goes all the way up her arm. The areas of exposed skin had thin black strings that crisscross as they hold the outfit together so tight that it keeps her big, firm, perky, teardrop shaped breasts locked in place, while making them and her other exposed areas bulge out, from the outfit, the other part of the outfit was the rose decorated choker around her neck, that connects to the outfit.
Ralof blushes as he tries to hide the hard on in his trousers, hoping it doesn't show, as the woman approaches him. Ralof swallows hard and clears his throat to speak.
"Thank you friend. You're a blessing from Kynerith herself." He said, as he extends his hand. The woman shakes his hand, and smiles as she says.
"Your are most welcome sir. Might I ask for your name?" With a voice that sounded like pure music of charm, and feminine strength to Ralof's ears.
"Ralof of Riverwood." He said.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Ralof. I'm Isabella Valentine, but people call me Ivy." Ivy said, as she looks down at his wound.
"I better have a look at that." She said, as she clicks her tongue queuing Avalon, who trots over and nickers as he stops by her side.
"No it's not bad." Ralof said. Ivy rolls her eyes at the man's stubborn pride.
"Men, they're all the same. You're bleeding quite badly I must say. Now swallow your pride, and let me tend to your wound." Ivy said, as she turns and starts looking through her saddle bags. Ralof's eyes immediately go to Ivy's butt, that is only a few feet from him. Ivy brings a field medical kit out from her saddle bags.
"Come, sit down by the river." Ivy said. Ralof grumbles under his breath, as he walks towards the river. Normally he wouldn't let a woman tell him what to do, but she did just save his life, so he'll do as she says for now.
"Take off your armor, but leave the trousers on." Ivy said, as she sits down on a log, by the flowing water. Avalon walks over to get a drink, as Ralof starts taking off his stormcloak armor. He lays it down on the ground, as he takes a seat next to her. Ivy admires the man's well defined muscles, as she opens her kit.
"You keep yourself fit I see." She said, as she takes a white washcloth from the kit, and goes over to the river.
"Of course a stormcloak soldier has to stay in shape for anything the empire might throw at him." Ralof said, as he admires the woman's sculpted, soft rear end as she kneels down to dip the washcloth in the water.
"So you're a soldier, and I assume the empire you speak of is the roman empire." Ivy said, as she returns and sits on the log, with her legs on each side.
"No the empire from Cyrodill. Haven't you heard of the war in Skyrim against the empire and the stormcloaks?" Ralof said, as Ivy applies the cloth to the wound.
"No I haven't. I must be in some alternate universe or something." Ivy said, as she cleans off the blood.
"What are you talking about!?" He said, as he hisses from the pain as she cleans the wound.
"Never mind. It's a long story." Ivy said, once she finishes cleaning out what could turn into an infection. She sets the cloth aside, and brings out a curved needle and thread, and a small bottle of clear liquid.
"What's that stuff?" Ralof said.
"An antiseptic solution I brewed up. I don't want you getting ill from this." Ivy said.
"Don't you have some kind of healing potion or something?" Ralof said, his voice sounding a little annoyed by having a woman tend to him, and she isn't even his wife or sweetheart.
"Yes I do, but after seeing that beasts' weapon I want to make sure you didn't catch anything." Ivy said, as she pulls the cork off the bottle, and pours a bit over the wound. Ralof grits his teeth and growls, as the liquid burns the cut. Ivy pours a little on the needle, she brushes a strand of hair from her eyes.
"Now to stop the bleeding. I'm going to sew the wound, this might hurt." Ivy said.
"Aye, don't worry I'm use to it." Ralof said. Ivy pokes the needle through the skin, and starts closing the wound.
"I can tell." She said, as she notices the battle scars on his body. The woman's gentle touch makes Ralof forget about the pain, her intoxicating sweet scent calms him even more, as she sews the wound. Ivy is also enjoying the man's natural masculine scent, after all the men in her time generally smell like a woman more than a man, especially that Raphael. Whatever happened to the real men, the ones that conquered the world and built empires with strength of their backs and the sweat of their brow, she thinks. Now she's stuck dealing with a bunch of whining pretty boys, that aren't worthy of her time. Ivy finished sewing the wound, and gets a small knife from the kit and cuts the thread. Then she brings out a small bottle of red liquid.
"Here drink this. It will cleanse any deceases that axe left behind." She said. Ralof takes the bottle and pops the cork, before he downs the potion. Ivy smiles at the way Ralof wrinkles his nose at the strange tasting potion.
"So you're an alchemist then?" Ralof said, as he hands the empty bottle back to Ivy.
"Yes." Ivy said, as she starts putting the stuff in the kit, then she goes over to the river. Ivy can feel the man's eyes on her, as he checks her out. Ivy knows the effect she has on the opposite sex and even some on the same sex, but she doesn't mind. In fact her sexuality is one of the many tools she uses on her enemies and even on her allies if they're will to pay the price.
"If you don't mind me asking, why do you dress like that?" Ralof said, Ivy kneels down to clean the blood off the washcloth and needle.
"Why shouldn't I dress like this. The human body is nothing to be ashamed of." Ivy said.
"Well no, but aren't you worried someone might get the wrong impression about you?" Ralof said, as he picks up his armor. Ivy smiles and looks at Ralof as she stands up.
"I couldn't care less about what people think of me. I'm confident in my appearance, who I am, as well as my skills." Ivy said.
"That's fine, but in Skyrim that look might not be acceptable among others." Ralof said. Ivy walks up to the nord, with a smirk on her face, when she notices the bulge in Ralof's pants.
"You mean the way you're looking at me now?" Ivy said, as she puts her hands on her hips. Ralof blushes and looks away, trying to conceal his obvious attraction to the woman.
"What, no I, I..." Ralof said, with a nervous voice. Ivy chuckles and moves closer, stopping just a few inches away from him, with her breasts pushed up against his bare chest.
"Ralof I know what you're talking about. Do I worry that I give every man I pass an erection, or that the few women I pass a little wet between their legs?" Ivy said, with a smile, as she slides her hand down Ralof's body, and grabs the bulge in his trousers. Ralof takes a sharp breath, when he feels the soothing grip around his shaft.
"No I don't worry about that. As a matter of fact, I bask in the arousal of the people around me. Especially when they're my enemies, who would just love to get their hands and claws on this body, but know there isn't a chance in hell, that it will ever happen." Ivy said, as she licks her lips and looks into the man's blue eyes.
"What about a friend?" Ralof said, as he starts to welcome her advances. Ivy smiles as she bites her bottom lip, looking around her breasts and down at Ralof's erection, that is growing in her hand.
"Umm darling I'm tempted, but are you sure you can handle it?" Ivy said. Ralof smiles as he moves his hands to put them on Ivy's body.
"I'm a nord, and we nords are always ready for a challenge." Ralof said. When he touches her waist, Ivy narrows her eyes and slaps his hands away.
"Don't think I'm so easy darling," Ivy said, as she pulls away, taking her hand off his dick and leaving begging for more, "you'll have to earn your moment with me." Ivy said, her voice sounding less seductive and more dominant. Ralof frowns like a little boy who just had his new toy taken away.
"Get dressed and I'll see if we can get you to Riverwood." Ivy said, as she picks up her kit, closes it up, walks back to her horse. Ralof reluctantly puts his armor back on, and follows the woman. Ivy puts the kit in the saddle bags, and puts a foot in the stirrup, and pulls herself up, swinging her long legs over as she seats herself in the saddle.
"You can get up here with me, or you can walk. It's your choice." Ivy said, her voice dominant and proud.
"I'll, I'll walk thank you." Ralof said, his voice sounding disappointed, as he looks up at the woman who saved his life, tended to his wound, and left him humiliated and wanting more, like a dog wanting his bone back. Ivy smiles to herself, knowing that she has the man wrapped around her finger, eager to do her bidding at a moments notice. Would she reward him in the future, maybe if he proves useful and worthy enough.
Ralof stayed behind the horse, as they made their way to Riverwood. When they arrived, Ivy looks around at the village, resembling the villages she read about during her studies. A simple, fairly primitive village, with a blacksmith, an inn, and a general store, and a lumber mill. Ivy pulls Avalon to a stop, as Ralof comes around.
"Do you want to meet my sister Gerdger. She runs the mill." Ralof said, as he looks up at his new mistress.
"If you insist. Lead the way pet." Ivy said, in a loud voice. Letting the people of Riverwood know that Ralof is her new slave. The people all look at the half naked woman, who just layed claim on a stormcloak soldier, and not just any soldier, but Ralof the brother of Gerdger and one of the respected residents of Riverwood. All the men look at Ivy with their tongues wagging, and their erections growing in their pants, as she rides her horse across the small bridge. The women look on in disgust at the revealing outfit she's wearing, and jealousy because of how their men couldn't stop looking, and at her curvy, voluptuous body. Who is this woman, many of the people ask themselves, is she some noble woman from a far away land, is that why she looks and acts the way she does, and is that why Ralof is acting like an obedient servant instead of a proud stormcloak soldier.
Ivy stops Avalon and slides off, when they cross the bridge. She pets Avalon's cheek, as she leaves him to graze on the grass, next to the stack of logs. Ralof leads the way to where his sister is working. Ivy smirks as she passes an elf with a bow on his back, stopped and gasped as he looks, as she walks by him , as they walk in between the mill and a fence. Ivy sees a blonde woman in a green and white dress, that's covered in dirt from working all day. The blonde is sharpening a wood cutting axe, on a work bench when Ivy and Ralof walk up.
"Gerdger, Gerdger." Ralof said.
"Ralof brother Mara's mercy it's good to see you." Gerdger said, as she stops what she is doing and turns around. Then she notices the barely dressed woman with him.
"Who is this? One of your comrades?" Gerdger said. Ralof looks at Ivy, not sure of what to call her yet.
"No she isn't a comrade yet, but she did save my life." Ralof said.
"I thank you for helping my brother." Gerdger said, as she looks down at Ivy's outfit.
"Do you think you should put on more clothes, my husband is just up there on the mill." Gerdger said, as she crosses her arms and glares at the woman. Ivy puts her hands on her hips, standing proud with her big tits pushed out.
"I'm more than happy with my clothing thank you. And if your husband likes looking at a beautiful women, you have nothing to worry about." Ivy said.
"Fine do as you wish, just don't try getting in his pants." Gerdger said.
"I do as I please." Ivy said. Gerdger narrows her eyes on Ivy, and reaches for the axe on the table. Ivy looks at the woman, and puts her hand on the hilt of her sword.
"That wouldn't be a wise choice I assure you." Ivy warned.
"Gerdger don't. Trust me it isn't worth it." Ralof said. Gerdger sees the concern in her brother's eyes, and the cold look in Ivy's eyes, and pulls her hand away from the axe.
"Now, come on I need to talk to you about something important." Ralof said, as he walks towards an open area by a few stumps. Ivy let's go of her sword, and follows Ralof and his sister. Ivy smiles as a little boy run up and tap Ralof on the hand.
"Uncle Ralof can I see your axe? How many imperials have you killed." The boy said. Ralof kneels down and gives the boy a hug.
"By Talos boy you're getting big. It won't be long until you'll be joining the fight yourself." Ralof said, as he tussles the boy's hair. The boy turns and looks up at Ivy.
"Uncle who is she?" The boy said.
"A friend." Ralof said. Ivy smiles and kneels down in front of the boy.
"Hi what's your name?" The boy said.
"Ivy, and what's yours?" She said.
"Haldnar." He said, with a smile.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Haldnar." Ivy said, as she shakes the boy's hand. "Your uncle is right. You are a big lad, I bet you can arm wrestle quite well, am I right?" Ivy said.
"I tried arm wrestling with my uncle and father, but I'm still not strong enough." Haldnar said.
"Not to fret lad, soon enough you'll be able to beat both of them." Ivy said.
"Haldnar go and do your chores, let the adults speak." Gerdger said, trying to keep her son from being corrupted by the nearly nude woman.
"Aww mama I want to stay and talk with uncle Ralof and Ivy." Haldnar said, as he puts his arms around his chest.
"Mind your mother boy." A deep voice said, from behind Ivy and Ralof. She turns and sees a nord in a dirty white work shirt, trousers and boots, his his hair tied back. Ivy stands up, as the boy grumbles as he walks away. Suddenly Ivy feels a little ashamed of herself, as the she assumes is Gerdger's husband walks up. Had she'd of known that the woman had a family, she wouldn't have acted the way she did. Ralof and the man shake hands, and the man goes over and stands by his wife.
"Now Ralof tell us what happened. You look pretty well done in." The man said. Ralof sighs and sits on a stump.
"I can't remember when I last slept." Ralof said. Ivy looks and listens to Ralof as he tells his story, about being ambushed, arrested, nearly put to death, and escaping a dragon attack. Ivy understood the situation a little better now. Skyrim was at war with the empire, and now the land is being threatened by dragon attacks, or at least one dragon attack. Ivy looks back at her life and sees nothing, but hardship, betrayal and failure, but here in Skyrim she has a second chance, a new start to get it right, and she wasn't going to pass up a good thing. If she has to become this land's heroine, to do that then that's what she's going to do. The first thing she's going to do, is set things right with Gerdger before a grudge takes hold.
As Ralof finishes his story, and walks away. Ivy approaches Gerdger.
"Gerdger I hope I didn't offend you too much. I didn't realize that you havea family. I hope you can accept my apology." Ivy said. Gerdger looks at Ivy for a second, and unfolds her arms.
"Well you helped Ralof, and I'm sure it was a misunderstanding. So yes I accept your apology Ivy." Gerdger said.
"Thank you, and if there is any way I can be of assistance just let me know." Ivy said, with a friendly smile.
"As a matter of fact, there is something you can help me with." Gerdger said, "Riverwood is defenseless againsta dragon attack, or any attack for that matter. The Jarl needs to know, so he can send guards here, to protect the village. Can you go and take care of this, I would go, but I'm needed here at the mill."
Ivy smiles and puts her hand on Gerdger's shoulde, and says.
"Yes, I can do that. It won't take long at all, I have a horse." Ivy said.
"Good thing, it's a long walk to Whiterun." Gerdger said.
"Right, how to I get there?" Ivy said.
"Just take the road heading west out of town, and keep following the road. You can't miss it, it's a big city in the middle of a field. Ask the guards for directions once you get there." Gerdger said.
"Thank you, I'll have those guards here as soon as possible." Ivy said, as she turns and heads back to her horse. She sees Ralof on the way, and stops.
"Ralof it was good to meet you, I'm going to Whiterun to see about getting some men to protect the town." Ivy said.
"Talos be with you Ivy. Will I see you again?" Ralof said. Ivy smiles and grabs Ralof by the collar of his armor, she pulls him to her, and gently licks his lips.
"You take care of your sister and her family, stay true to yourself, and what you believe in, and we'll see." Ivy said, as she takes Ralof lip in her teeth. Ralof groans at the pain, but he doesn't pull away, as he feels his erection coming back. Ivy let's go of Ralof's lip, she winks at him as taste his blood on her tongue, then she turns and jogs back over to Avalon. Ralof smiles as he watches her tones ass cheeks bounce away from him. Ivy pats Avalon on the hindquarters, and as he starts to run, she grabs the saddle, kicks off the ground, and swings up on the saddle. Ralof watches her ride away, wondering if he'll even see her again.
"Great Talos I pray that you bring my lovely, powerful Ivy back." Ralof said, under his breath.
A trail of dust and looks of awe, wonder, and arousal follow Ivy as she rides out of town. Leaving a lasting impression on the people of Riverwood. Ivy wonders how the people of Whiterun will think of her, as leaves Riverwood in the dust, for now.
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An introduction to my new story. I've always wondered, what if Ivy Valentine somehow ended up in Skyrim. What would happen, how would the story play out, and how would the people of this harsh, war torn, wild, untamed land, take to the dominatrix. I wonder how many others, thought the same thing. Well here's the story, and all the details we all fantasized about. Keep reading, the story gets interesting and dirtier down the road. If you guys have any ideas or suggestions let me know on the review. Thank you for reading.