Journal of The One-Eyed Dragon Entry 4
Author's Note : These Entries are in no particular order, the given numbers are merely the order in which they were posted. This story should not be read if you are under the age of consent. If you are easily offended, or bothered, do not read this as it is based off a game that is a Mature rating. There will be acts of violence, rape, criminal negligance, and other dark themes. I do not own Oblivion and make no money off of this. This is purely fanmade and for personal ejoyment, of which I decided to share with the community.
These are the tales of He-With-One-Eye. A Shadowscale Argonian born of the Black Marsh. Imprisoned falsely, thanks to a lying Khajiit. He-With-One-Eye is often called The One-Eyed Dragon, or the Scarred Dragon. It could be because of his brutal nature in battle and even cruller tendencies when it came to getting what he wanted, or the fact he had lost his right eye to some unknown, or rather: untold accident. He was forced into the Imperial Province, but by some fortune of luck, he escaped prison on the blood of the last Septim.
How Quaint.
Entry 4
Traveling the countryside is tiring. I decided to revitalize myself by doing a task for one of the Daedric Princes. They were always fun to commune with. Though I worshiped the greatest of all the Daedric princes, they were all associates of sorts and worked to keep a world like this in balance with checks from time to time. This particular check came from Lord Malacath. He told me that his Ogres were being used as labor slaves by a pair of Dark Elves on a plantation. I heard of this before. Though it seems on the mainland it is forbidden, the islands of Morrowind still held to the ancient, and dead, practice of slavery of what were deemed as 'lesser races'. My duty was to travel to this plantation and free his Ogres and prove I was 'ugly' and 'smart'.
I made my way to the plantation. By the time I manage to climb down the shrine, which was located in the mountains, twas night by the time I arrived at the plantation. The owner of the plantaiton was named Drad. The manor was silent, as were the surronding fields. A few farm animals trotted about, which made my slit a bit wet at the thought of the chickens laying eggs and me planting my seed firmly in the buttocks, or pussy, of one of their rams, but I made sure not to digress. I knocked at hte door, quite obnoxiously, until the Lady of the house answered, hushing me as her husband was asleep. As if I gave a damn. I smirked and leaned against the door frame and offered the Dark Elf words I know her husband would never offer, as a Dark Elf's butt was clenched tighter than a virgin.
I made sure I leaned in close and gave her incentive to talk. She was blushing and sputtering like a girl getting her first love confession. She told me that the Ogres are kept in the mines not too far from here, and that there was nothing else she could tell me, for if she was from bed for too long, her husband would begin to question her. With that infomation I set off to the mines in search of the Ogres. It was a simple enough task. Thanks to my training the locks on the mine doors took little work, but to my irritation when I entered I was met with aggression from the hired muscle. I took them out one by one and made sure to search their fell bodies for any sort of rare item. I found a few keys, which I had assumed were for the cages the Ogres were likely kept in.
I freed the Ogres, and to my surprise, they didn't attack me. I suppose it was the blessing of Malacath, thre was no other explination. I followed the Ogres out and they, tirelessly, made their way back to the plantation. I was quite surprised as they teamed up to break down the door of the manor and force the Drads out of bed as the morning sum came over the horizen. I watched for a while as the Drads were put to work on the fields. It was funny seeing as Ogres didn't speak their language so it was amusing watching their faces as the Ogres grunted and snarledto order them around. They toiled in the farm and I got to watching the Lady Drad.
I had not put our meeting out of our mind and found myself wanting a piece of the lady. So since the Ogres weren't putting up a fight to my presence I took that as my permission. I had been rubbing at my slit, coaxing my cock from its sleep. I noticed some of the other Ogres watching, one or two mimicking me in a cute sort of big brother-little brother admiration. I strode over to the Lady Drad who was bent over tiling the earth. I untethered my buckle and armor a bit to let my erect cock free. My slit was swollen and squeezing at the base f my cock, making it hard to breathe. I rocked my hips a bit to get some friction going, but it wasn't enough. I suppose I took the Dark Elf by surprsie by the way she shouted.
I grabbed her hips and pulled her back. I just needed some friction for now so began to earnestly grind against her ass, skirt and all. I could feel my pre soaking that silken skirt of hers. She smelled of dirt and sweat, way better than some noblewoman. Those damn perfumes and spices cover up the good stuff. Drad tried to stop me, but the Ogres were good to knock him down a peg when he tried to attack me. They held him back, with little more than one hand. The Lady Drad was shouting, but eventualyl quit cause she knew there wasn't anyone coming to help. I felt my tip grazing that spot of hers, but that damn skirt made it inaccesable, so I did what any sensible person would do: I tore the damn thing off. I pushed the Lady Drad to the ground and continued to pound against her backside, slicking my cock against her wet crotch. She must of gone a while without being touched, cause Drad looked like he needed to be laid, but stubborn nobles and thier stupid habits. I began to slam harder against the Lady Drad til she was groaning. She wanted to be fucked good by a real male.
Her face pushed against the ground and I finally speared my cock into her pussy, her ass high in the air. I noticed the Ogres were watching. I felt myself get harder inside the Lady Drad and I began to pump hard, not even giving her a chance to get used to my size. Some of the Ogres were hard. They were stupid, but they knew mating when they saw it. They looked around, as if trying to solve their problem of being without a hole. They looked to me and watchedas I pumped into the Lady Drad, and one looked to the Lord Drad who he had been holding back. It must of clicked for them cause next thing I knew the Lord Drad was shouting as they disrobed him.
The Ogre that had been holding the Lord Drad back had become achingly hard, how did I know? I could see that encourged cock bouncing against the beast's jiggling potbelly. He took Lord Drad's hips and tried to poise his massive, blue cock, but it was hard going. He had poked the Dark Elfe male, just sliding his meat against the Elf's back, between his ass cheeks and against his balls. Eventually the dolt was helped by his kin. A second Ogre held the struggling Lord's shoulders and gripped his head with his free hand. The one in the back was finally able to thrust his cock into the Elf noble's ass. Before a scream could escape the Lord, the other Ogre drove his heedy meat rod into his mouth, and down the Elf's throat. The two began to fuck both his holes, which were now filled with Ogre meat.
I lost sight of the hot fucking between a reluctant Drad and the two ogres as another slid behind me, and blocked my view, not that I minded the new view of pulsing Ogre cock. I heard the Lady Drad muffle a moan. I turned to look forward and saw as she happily took another Ogre's cockhead into her mouth and began to suck like a nursing mammal. Oh I liked Lady Drad, she was not easy to bother. No sooner than I turned my head I felt the Ogre behidn me grab my tail and lift it. I felt his pre-cum dripping cockhead rub agaisnt my tail. it took the brute a bit of fingering, but he managed to find my hole, which was nestled right at the base of my tail.
He grabbed my hips and poked a few times. I know I shivered because I arched forward and drove my cock deeper into the female Dark Elf. The Ogre finally pressed his cock's tip into my tailhole. I felt myself stretch, as I had not made an accomidation for any cock, let alone one so huge, in a long while. The Ogre pushed into me slowly, probably enjoying the sensation as much as me. In front the other Ogre finally shoved his cock down Lady Drad's throat and grabbed her head. The Ogre behind me drove all the way in. I felt like he stabbed my lungs with that cock, but even though he didn't it was still hot as fuck. The brute pounded into me with no remorse and in turn drove me intpo the Lady Drad who vocalized and further stimulated the cock in her mouth. The Ogre, with his rod shoved in the elf's mouth, took hold of her head and drove deep, I know becuase her vocalizing muffled further and I coudl see as his cock stretched her throat. The boy must have been neglected because he face fucked the Lady Drad like there was no tomorrow.
I felt the Ogre in me drive his cock across my spot. It made me shiver and without warning I came, and hard. My ass muscles tensed as my balls tightened within me and exploded, shooting hot streams of cum into the Lady Drad, who screamed at the senseation, in turn, forcing the Ogre in her mouth to cum. And man did he cum. What didn't fit into her buldging stomach, spilled to the cold ground at his feet. The Ogre behind me drove into me, and came, but did not stop pumping. It was as if he was trying to impregnate me. Boy probably had some expereince before with a female. I let him fill me with his seed, though I knew I would never lay eggs.
After I came down from my high I looked over and peered around to the Lord Drad. Fool lay in a heap on the floor, covered in Ogre cum. I could see his ass in the air, his body turned all which way, his lungs panting for air. Cum dripped out of his ass and the Ogres above him continued to stroke their cocks, milking them onto the male. The sight made me cum a bit more into the Lady Drad's puss. She moaned, her vaginal walls still flexing and squeezing my cock. It grunted when I felt the Ogre pull his still throbbing cock from my ass. I hissed in my throat when I felt him spurt some hot jizz on my back. I wasn' sure if he was marking me, or if it was out of his pent up fustration. Not that it mattered. I eventually finished cumming and pulled out of the Lady Drad.
I heard her murmur something about me visiting their plantation again. I assured her, that I certainly would in the near future if I got welcomings like this more often.
I turned to the big Ogre behind me. After his little show, I assumed he was the boss of the group. He was bigger, and obviously had more experience fucking someone's hole. When I turned, his cock was still hard, though not as much as it had been. The same was with my cock, as I felt it still quite in want after a good fuck. The big guy ran his hand along his massive stomach. He murmured and bellowed something or another, but I stared at him, not able to understand his primitive lanugage. He grunted again, and this time put his cock into a chokehold with his massive, blistered hands. I raised a scaled brow and took my small-by-compare rod in mine. He pressed his cock flat agianst his belly and used his other hand to vigorously rub the head. It wasn't long until the massive, blue cock was back at attention. Same went for mine.
I took a step forward, so that the tip of my cock brushed up agianst his, well the base anyway as my size barely matched his own. The beast most likely got his answer and reached down, taking both our cocks into a chokehold where he fiendishly pumped our thick rods together at a furious pace. We both eventually came. It wasn't slow, or heartening, or relaxing. It was a macho, testostrone filled bond. Our chests were covered in each other's cum. I supposed that was a kind gesture, kinder than what I got from other Ogres in the past.
I eventually returned to Malacath's shrine. He priased me for my work and told me to continue to do 'ugly' things, so that I would stay a brother, even if I was 'beautiful'.