JoS/Lyra/3rd Journal - Rescued

Frostfall, 17th, 4E 201

I spent almost two weeks in captivity and it felt like it would never end. The soldiers started calling me the camp whore and would place bets and have sparring contests to determine who would get to use me next. The day a few of them placed a bet to see who could make me cry the loudest was the worst. The rule was nobody could cause any actual harm, they all just fucked me really hard one after the other.

Not all the soldiers were rough and mean, though. But they still used my body and even the nice ones made me cry sometimes. The commander of the camp said I reminded him of his daughter, but that I gave better blow jobs. I may be young and naive, but even I know doing stuff like that with your own daughter is disgusting. My daddy may be gone, but at least he never did stuff like that to me. Unfortunately, lots of other men have by now. A few of the soldiers even made me feel kind of good when they would lick my pussy. A few times, I didn't even want them to stop. But they always did when their cum started coming out.

Eventually, I stopped counting the days and just gave into the idea. I was a child whore for the Stormcloak army.

Last night however, my luck finally turned. I was asleep, snuggled up next to a naked soldier in his tent when it all started. I woke up to the sound of clashing steel and spells being cast. I looked around to see what was going on. The soldier next to me was starting to stir, too.

I could hardly believe my eyes when I saw Yana cast a destruction spell on one of the Stormcloaks, lighting him on fire. She had come to save me and she wasn’t alone! I had so many questions, like how did she escape herself? But I knew it was time to fight back.

The soldier I had been sharing a bed with had finally jolted awake. He was apparently a sound sleeper. Before he had time to react, I had his dagger in my hand and began to plunge it into his neck. I’d never killed anyone before. Sure lots of deer or even those draugr in that one cave, but never an actual person. It felt strange, but satisfying to hear him wail and choke after everything he’d done to me over my time in captivity.

After he was dead, I started searching for a bow and arrows. That was the only way I was going to actually be useful in this fight. It didn’t take me long to find a dead Stormcloak archer who had met his end by the hand of the stranger Yana had brought along with her. I quickly ran over and grabbed the bow, finally feeling like myself for the first time in two weeks. I must have looked odd still completely naked, shooting arrows at adults 3 times my size. And who knows how many people I’ve killed now? Caught completely off guard, the Stormcloak camp was completely wiped out. A few of them did manage to get away, running off into the night. I’d love to be there when they tell the story about how the entire camp was wiped out by little girls, but I’m sure they’ll come up with a good lie before they have to admit that one.

Once the fighting was over, I ran over and hugged Yana, thanking her for coming to save me. She introduced me to, Stenvar, the mercenary her uncle told her to hire to help out. After we were separated in Windhelm, she ended up being able to use her magic to escape the wagon that was taking her to a different Stormcloak camp. I guess they underestimated her since she was just a little kid. She returned to Windhelm, but wanted to figure out where I had been taken and save me.

She stole just enough gold from her captors to pay Stenvar to help track down where they had taken me. It took them a while to find the right Stormcloak camp. But eventually they found me and waited til dark to make their move.

The camp wasn’t too far from Riften, so the plan was to go there and rest up at the inn there. Of course I raided all the camp first so I have plenty of blades and other valuables to sell if any shopkeepers are willing to buy. I also found some rag I turned into a makeshift dress for now. I definitely need to find some proper clothes, though. Stenvar came with us to Riften before going his own way. I thanked him and we promised to hire him again if we were ever in need.

I just got myself cleaned up and we're going to sit tight and take it easy for the next few days here in Riften. I’m relieved to be free and happy to see Yana again. Even though we just met, she came back for me. Of course, I would have done the same for her, but my daddy always said good friends are hard to come by. I'll definitely have to find a good way to thank her sometime. Who knows how long I would have been held by the Stormcloaks if she hadn’t come for me.

I don’t know what I'm going to do from here either, but right now it doesn’t really matter, I guess. Ever since losing Daddy, all I could think about was joining the Stormcloaks to fight the Empire. But the stupid Stormcloaks are just as bad. It almost seems like I should go back to Gerdur and Hod's. Surely they would take care of me still. But I don't know, that seems like giving up and Daddy told me never to do that. Plus, I didn't exactly leave their house in Riverwood on the best terms and they might be man and not want me back. I'll think about it more over the next few days here in Riften.

Frostfall, 18th, 4E 201

This city is kind of trash. Lots of shady people wandering the streets. There was some guy who nearly threatened me and told me he worked for some lady named Maven Blackbriar who owned the meadery. Then there was this other weird guy who promised to help me earn some money. The whole thing sounded odd, so I just said I wasn't interested. On that note, I looted enough from the dead Stormcloaks to have just a little more gold than what I started with after Yana and I got the White Phial. I found some new armor and bought more arrows too. That was good since I had sort of just tied a blanket around myself as we were leaving the Stormcloak camp.

After shopping around for a bit, I just went back to the Inn. This isn't a city I want to hang around for long. However, Yana and I were talking and playing with each other in our room at the Inn. It's nice just to have some time to not have to worry about anything after being held captive for 2 weeks. I'm really glad we came here instead of trying to make it back to Windhelm right away. I'm really not looking forward to going back there anyways.

Frostfall, 19th, 4E 201

Today, I was talking to the nice argonian lady who runs the inn. She reminded me of that rumor I now know to be true about Aventus Aretino praying to the Dark Brotherhood. I decided to tell her what I knew, although I skipped the part about him thinking I was an actual assassin. I did let it slip that he wanted the old lady who runs the orphanage dead, though. That's when she started telling me how horrible that lady, Grelod the Kind is; and how she does really bad things to the orphans there. Rumor has it she beats them often and will lock them up for days without any food. She doesn't even let anyone adopt them. A guy who overheard our conversation piped up said he'd heard a rumor that she sometimes rents out their bodies to the highest bidder, too.

After hearing about that old hag, it made me really angry. I was lucky I hadn't been sent to that orphanage. I mean, after what I've been through these past few weeks, that probably would have been a better option, but at least I was now free from all of that. No kid deserves to be treated like some slave. I sat in the inn for a while, thinking about what Aventus had asked me to do. I had never thought to tell Yana about it yet. She was in our room upstairs. But by that point, I already made up my mind and didn't want her to talk me out of it. I went up and told her I was going out for a bit and then asked the innkeeper for directions to the orphanage. As I went off in the direction of the orphanage, I kept thinking of what Sven had done and how I had killed him for it. And how we'd killed the Stormcloaks. I liked the idea of helping other kids, too.

I was able to find it without any trouble and as soon as I entered, I could hear Grelod yelling at the children and telling them they were going to get extra beatings if they didn't do their chores. I sneaked into the corner of the main room. Nobody had seen me yet, but I had a clear shot from right from where I was. It was just like hunting Elk, except there was no chance Grelod was going to run off and disappear into the woods. This prey was mine. I took out my bow, aimed right at her head, and fired. "I missed my mark" as daddy would say by a few inches, but I still hit the old hag right in the throat. She choked and fell to the ground dying almost instantly.

My one mistake was that in my excited state, I hadn't really planned for a clean exit. Some other lady, who apparently worked for the orphanage ran out and saw me. All the other kids did too, but nobody cared. The lady was freaked out, but all the kids were cheering. It felt good knowing that I had actually accomplished something good for a change. I wasn't sure if I should run out and hide, but I decided to just walk out and pretend like nothing happened.

When I got back to the inn, I did finally tell Yana about Aventus and what I'd just done, she was a little freaked out at first but easily understood. After all, she'd been captured by the Stormcloaks just like I was. If those kids were being rented out for sex too, I had hopefully just saved them from ever having to do that again. We decided it would be best to get out of the city, though. So right now we're camped off the road on our way back to Windhelm. The word about the old lady was spreading fast. Even though everyone knew she was a horrible person and didn't care that she was dead, we didn't want to risk me getting arrested or something; even if I technically did deserve it. How do arrests of children work in Skyrim anyways?

Frostfall, 20th, 4E 201

Why didn't we just take the carriage back to Windhelm? Yana and I are both regretting the decision. We figured it would be the better way to avoid any extra unwanted attention after the incident at the orphanage, but man was it a mistake.

We're both feeling terrible, and something seems to be moving and growing inside of us both. Sylgja, the miner who took us in and is taking care of us, told us that we both have a type of parasite growing inside of us. She works as a miner at Redbelly Mine in Shor's Stone and she said the same thing happened to her when the spiders came. According to her, it will be miserable, but it will only last for a few days.

You see, we left Riften on foot and headed North, back towards Windhelm. We walked for a good while, but stopped for a rest when we got to this small mining town called, Shor's Stone. We talked with the blacksmith here named, Filnjar who complained to us about spiders in the mine. Nobody had been able to work because of them and I guess the guards were too afraid to do anything about it or something. He offered a reward if we could take care of them. Why does everyone in Skyrim seem so helpless? A blacksmith isn't exactly a soldier, but surely he's got to be more qualified than two little girls, right?

Anyways, we decided to help out, but we had no idea what we were actually in for. We figured it would be just like going through that old tomb where we found the White Phial. Sure it was super scary, but with the two of us, we were able to fight off everything that came our way without too much trouble. Spiders sounded way less scary than that place. Now we know better.

When we went into the mine and saw the first few spiders, one shot out some kind of weird venom at me. Before I could draw my bow, tentacles seemed to grow from the venom and grabbed hold of me. I started to scream to Yana for help, but her brief attempt to set me free did absolutely nothing except force her to pause and get hit by the spider's venom, too.

The next thing I knew, the tentacles were disarming me and ripping off all my armor. I was completely helpless. I felt a tentacle touching my upper thigh and then start to play with my pussy. It would almost have felt good if the tentacles were gentle at all. But It pressed down hard, rubbing up and down as fast as it could. I looked up to see Yana completely naked and trapped as well, crying out as the tentacles toyed with her, too.

There was nothing we could do as the tentacles rubbed our pussies. The thing was really slimy too which made it feel even more disgusting. The scariest part when it happened the first time was not knowing what would happen once it was over. The tentacles were strong and there was no telling what they could do to us. After what felt like an eternity of rubbing our pussies, one of them opened up to expose a long member that I knew could only be for one thing. I felt it enter my pussy, slowly at first, but it began moving in and out. As if simply being toyed with wasn't bad enough, the disgusting testicles were actually fucking us both, harder and faster than any man had ever been able to. The tentacles that held my legs opened my legs wide, allowing it to get as deep inside as it possibly could.

We didn’t know when it would ever end, but eventually it reached a climax and shot some disgusting goo inside of us before letting us go. We recovered briefly before gathering our armor and weapons. The spiders had left us alone while the tentacles were attacking, but now that it was over, they started paying attention to us again.

I shot one, killing it instantly while another ran up and shot more venom my way. I moved just in time. It barely missed me. Meanwhile Yana began shooting fire out at a spider near her but when a second came up behind it, she wasn’t able to dodge its venom and she was treated to round two of an assault from the tentacles.

I moved quickly, firing arrows as fast as I could. Luckily, my archery lessons paid off and I managed to kill all the spiders around us. Then my attention turned to the tentacles currently raping Yana for the second time. I fired an arrow, but it bounced off like it was stone. I tried a few more times, careful not to actually aim at Yana, but nothing worked. I saw Yana's dagger laying on the ground, so I grabbed it and tried to slice through the tentacles, but that didn't work either. There was nothing I could do but watch as my friend was assaulted by the slimy tentacles.

I waited until it was over and helped her recover. That’s when I noticed that I felt a little nauseous. I ignored it and tried to keep going. Maybe we should have just given up, I even mentioned the thought to Yana. But we both agreed that if we did that, all this would be for nothing. No, if we were putting our bodies on the line just to help out the stupid miners in this stupid town, we were at least going to finish the job and be rewarded for it.

Not letting ourselves get caught of guard, we went after the rest of the spiders and were somehow able to avoid getting sprayed by their venom again. When it was all over, we both felt horrible, but the reward of 1,000 gold the blacksmith gave us almost made it seem worth it, at least until we both clearly felt something inside of us.

That’s when Sylgja found us and scolded the blacksmith for sending two little girls in there after the spiders. She yelled at him for several minutes and then took us back to her place where she is letting us rest. She told us how the tentacles raped her when the spiders first came and we were now likely pregnant with its eggs. It's horrifying and feels just as disgusting as it sounds. Even though we’re both too young to actually get pregnant, the tentacles just place their eggs inside us to grow.

She said we would feel worse and worse until the eggs are ready to come out in a few days. Why does it feel like everything in Skyrim was made just to torment little girls?

Frostfall, 21st, 4E 201

Sylgja has been taking care of us over the last few days. Our bellies kept growing and our suffering increased just like she said it would. It felt so awful having those things growing inside me, but it's finally over. The end was painful, forcing the eggs out of our pussies. I still feel weird and keep thinking there are still more growing in there. But Sylgja said we’ve definitely birthed them all and it's all over. I hope that never happens to us again. Yana and I both do.

This morning, with thanked Sylgja so much for helping us and went on our way. She was more than happy to help us and was still angry at the blacksmith for encouraging us to go in the mine.

As for us, our plans haven’t changed. We’re still on our way back to Windhelm. The closer we get though, the less I want to return after what happened with the stormcloaks. Yana understands, but I know there’s no way to avoid it. We’ve made camp for the night and have a few more days of travel before we get there.

Frostfall, 24th, 4E 201

We got back to Windhelm and managed to avoid any other major catastrophes along the way. Yana and I went our separate ways for now and I got a letter from a courier as soon as we entered the city. He said it was from a creepy fellow with a hood. It didn't say who it was from either. All it said was "We Know" and it had a black hand on it. Kind of weird, but I'm not going to worry about it.

I wasn't looking forward to it, but I stopped by to see Aventus to get whatever reward I was due for killing Grelod. I was surprised he hadn't already heard about it yet. All the guards were talking about it. It's kind of creepy how fast the word travels in Skyrim, actually. But I guess Aventus doesn't get out much, which kind of makes sense. That's probably why he's so weird. He gave me some kind of plate thing that was supposed to be some family heirloom. It didn't look that expensive, definitely not worth killing someone over, but it's better than nothing< I guess. The satisfaction of saving those orphans was enough of a payment for me, though.

I'm recovering from our travel back at Candleharth Hall and plan on staying a night or two. My future seems pretty uncertain right now. I don't know where I'm going to go from here, maybe that does mean going back to Riverwood. That's what I'm thinking about doing anyways. At the same time, I don't know if Gerdur and Hod will actually take be back after running out on them. Plus, I hate the idea of running back and proving them right. Gerdur insisted that I'm just a little girl and shouldn't be out on my own. I'll talk to Yana about it tomorrow and see what she thinks. At this point I'm just hoping to avoid any more situations where I end up getting captured, raped, or used in some other unsavory manner. A girl can dream.

Frostfall, 25th, 4E 201

So much for avoiding being kidnapped, although this time it wasn't that bad. I could almost go so far as to say it was fun. After going to sleep at Candleharth hall the night before, I woke up in some abandoned shack to the sight of a lady sitting on a tall bookshelf. She looked kind of uncomfortable up there, but I guess she wanted to have the upper hand or something. She told me her name was Astrid and she was from the Dark Brotherhood. She heard about what I did to Grelod. I thought she was mad at me at first, but she wasn't really and was actually impressed. I hardly believed what I was hearing. The Dark Brotherhood actually does exist. And not only that, they took me prisoner. I was a little scared at first, but if they had wanted me dead, they wouldn't have gone through the trouble to take me to this old shack.

She told me I owed the Dark Brotherhood a kill because I killed Grelod and there were three people for me to choose from. I looked over and saw they were tied up on the other side of the room with bags over their heads. It was my job to decide which one had the contract put on them and kill them.

The first one was some kind of merchant who started pleading for his life immediately. Maybe someone would have put a contract on him, but he didn't seem that bad to me. The second was a mean old lady but the third seemed the most suspicious right away.

He one was one of those cat creatures I used to see traveling past our house in caravans. I kind of liked them, but I had never seen one up close until today. He introduced himself and said he was a defiler of daughters. He couldn't see me with his head in a bag, but he said I sounded like a cute little girl and he would love to get his paws on me. After I heard that, I didn't hesitate killing that vile scum. I didn't care if he was the target or not.

I would have told Astrid as much too, but in the end, she didn't seem to care who I killed. She really just wanted to see if I would actually kill someone. At that point, she invited me to join the Dark Brotherhood and gave me the key to the shack I was in so I could leave.

The shack was in some creepy swamp so it makes a lot of sense why it was abandoned. I didn't know exactly where I was. Kind of a rude way to try and recruit a new member, honestly. I had to waste my whole day finding my way to civilization. Fortunately, nothing too horrible happened along the way. I did run into a couple spiders while I was trying to find my way around the swamp. Fortunately, I killed them before I became a victim of their venom tentacles again.

Eventually, I did find my way to civilization--sort of. It's this town called Morthal. There's not much here, but there was a bunch of people gathered outside the Jarl's longhouse when I got here. Not sure what they're on about, seems like they're mad about the town wizard or something, but it's not really my problem. I'm staying here at the inn and there's this annoying Orc bard here. The innkeeper say's she'd kick him out, but she doesn't get much other business. I'm sure he pays his bills, but I bet she'd get more business if she kicked him out. He can't sing for anything and I’m betting more people would come if he would shut up and quit annoying customers. I just hope he stops singing so I can sleep tonight.

Other than that, I guess I can't complain too much. I'd like to head back to Windhelm and tell Yana what happened, but I'm kind of a ways away now. I just feel kind of bad about leaving without saying goodbye. But the bigger question is, do I join the Dark Brotherhood? Being a member of a group of assassins sounds a little scary and I know Daddy wouldn't approve if he were around, but so far I've killed that evil old had Grelod who hurts orphans and another mean cat man who all but admitted to raping people's daughters, not to mention the Stormcloaks that made me their sex slave, so maybe joining them wouldn't be so bad. I mean, if I just end up killing bad people who hurt little kids like me, that actually sounds really great.

Frostfall, 26th, 4E 201

After sleeping it over in Morthal, I decided I might as well head to the Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary. Them kidnapping me right before I was thinking about heading back to Riverwood had to be some kind of sign, right? Astrid seemed alright when I met her and at this point, maybe a bunch of assassin friends are exactly what I need. Before leaving Morthal, I met a nice girl there who is an orphan like me. Her name is Agni and she lives with Falion, the town wizard. I didn't meet him. But if he's taking care of Agni, he can't be that bad like the other people in Morthal think. Right?

Anyways, I bought some food for my trip from the inn and stopped by the alchemy shop too and made a few potions which I was able to sell. My alchemy skills are starting to get better and I'm learning a lot more about the effects of different ingredients. That's good because I can make a lot more money making potions than I can from hunting.

I'm back out on the road now and I've stopped to camp for the night. It feels weird to be heading back to Falkreath and seeing my old home again. I haven't been back to the area since the Imperials took me captive.

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