Hollow Freedom

Story about Yuriana's inner thoughts and how she is affected by everything that happened to her before being paraded through Riverwood.

Goragz: Finally, Riverwood!

Goragz: I've got some supplies to purchase for our hideout. Feel free to wander around town, but don't do anything foolish.

Yuriana: Are you sure it's safe for me to go out alone? People might recognize me... because of what happened in Whiterun...

Goragz: So what? Who cares?! Why do you think I brought you here, anyway? They'll find out tomorrow that you're a dumb slave.

Goragz: Today, I'm letting you wear clothes as a special treat – and you're still complaining?! We're lucky the chief hasn't found out how permissive I've been with you!

Yuriana: I-I know, but...

Goragz: Is it truly that difficult for you to keep your clothes on? I haven't got time to waste – I've plenty else to concern myself with. Don't bother me!

Yuriana: ...

Yuriana: Tomorrow, everyone will know...

Yuriana: At least, I should try to make the most of this morning...

Yuriana: I can't help but feel that something is off. It is as if the calmness of this place is something foreign to me...

Yuriana: Yesterday, I was locked in a kennel like a dog, surrounded by perverted bandits. And now, here I am, enjoying the breeze as if it never happened...

Yuriana: ...

Yuriana: ...Why does Goragz keep giving me these little tastes of freedom, only to take them away again? He even agreed to let me wear clothes this time – something he's never done before...

Yuriana: ...Now that I'm calm enough to think, I wonder if I'd be able to find Ashra. They're using me, and I'm letting them treat me like a slave for... what? A chance to get some information?

-Sigh-

The truth is, I'm scared to find out what would happen if I tried to break free from Goragz. I am a cursed slave – what could I do on my own?!

Still, I have to ask him again about Ashra. She's still out there, probably needing my help.

I should keep walking. Maybe talking to people will help me find information about Ashra. I won't get another chance like this...

Lumberjack: Hey, stop! Who are you?!

Yuriana: Sorry! I was just walking around... I'm new in town...

Lumberjack: Hmmm... No apologies needed, miss. I was just being cautious. Lately, we've had some bandits around here who... share certain similarities with you...

Yuriana: Oh! Have you ever encountered a tall woman with raven hair and piercing blue eyes? I'm desperate to track her down...

Lumberjack: Sorry, no... Most of the time, they wear hoods... just like you do...

Yuriana: Ahaha... A-Are you talking about the "Deadly Wenches"?

Lumberjack: Indeed. I heard they're starting to capture them. Some were even paraded naked in Whiterun.

Yuriana: P-Paraded naked...?

Lumberjack: It's happened before with regular bandits, but most of the time, they wear at least rags. However, it seems the guards wanted to humiliate those "Deadly Wenches," and they say some even enjoyed it...

Yuriana: ...

Yuriana: ...I do enjoy it a lot!

Lumberjack: By the gods!

Yuriana: I keep flaunting my huge tits at everyone, and not a single man has made a move... What's wrong with these perverts..?

Lumberjack: So you're one of those whores. You worthless slut should become a prostitute to pay for your crimes!

Yuriana: AHHHH! YES! FINALLY!

Yuriana: DO WHAT YOU PLEASE WITH ME! I AM JUST A PATHETIC AND WORTHLESS WHORE! I DESERVE THIS PUNISHMENT FOR WHAT I HAVE DONE! AHH!!!

Yuriana: ...

Lumberjack: Hello there, miss... HEY!

Yuriana: Oh! Sorry, I – I was just a bit distracted. Yes...?

Lumberjack: (Was she daydreaming...? she must just be another pretty face... she can't be one of them...) As I was saying, you better be careful... people might think you're one of those depraved bandits who enjoy being humiliated...

Yuriana: W-What?! But I never... Sorry, I get what you mean. Sadly, It's not the first time I've heard that...

Lumberjack: (Perhaps she's merely a simple tavern wench like Mabrelle, or better yet, a prostitute... The thought of fucking her sends shivers down my spine... "You'll pay for your transgressions, whore – take this!" Hehehe...)

Yuriana: Uhmmm... S-Sir...? I-I won't bother you any further... thanks.

Lumberjack: Take care... (Damn it! I messed up... just look at her... where do these women come from...)

Yuriana: (Get it together! I am so “agitated” by everything that has been done to me that my emotions are all over the place... I should be more careful around that man next time)

Yuriana: (Next time...)

Why even bother trying to connect with these people? They'll only see me as a piece of meat once Goragz parades me naked through the town...

Could any of them help if I asked now? They are just farmers – and what's the point? No one stopped my humiliation in Whiterun, they even enjoyed it. Who would risk their life for someone like me?

This is all my fault – why did I think I could make decisions on my own? Look where it's gotten me. Ashra must be so disappointed... Sometimes I wonder if I gave up searching for her to indulge in my own perversions...

I can't give up now – not after coming so far and enduring so much. What's another town or two of being paraded naked and humiliated? A few more people knowing I'm a slave hardly matters at this point... If I keep obeying the bandits, maybe I'll finally find Ashra...

Yuriana: Tomorrow... I'll be bringing nothing but shame and humiliation to this peaceful town...

I'll show them who I've become...

A pathetic lustful woman who can't stop her own degradation and humiliation... I'll show them... I even enjoy it... They'll know I'm not just a helpless slave – I'm a willing participant in a perverted farce...

They'll see it – they'll all see how much I'll enjoy it. The moans I can't suppress, the wetness between my thighs, the flush on my cheeks... it will all be too obvious.

I won't cry out for help, won't beg them to stop – how could I when my body betrays me so?

Tomorrow, they will parade me naked once more, and I will moan and writhe as their eyes feast upon my buxom body. And I will love every twisted, shameful moment of it...

Why can't I break free? Is it just the Enslavement Curse or is there something deeper inside me that prevents me from leaving? I've tried to change, to grow stronger, and help others, but nothing has changed... I'm always going back to becoming the plaything of depraved men... and I always enjoyed it...

Why don't I try to run away...? Why don't I resist...? The harsh truth is... I crave this. I revel in being desired, even by those who would use me and cast me aside. It makes me feel alive and powerful in a way I've never known. 

I don't deserve better. No decent man would save or want me after all the vulgar men who have used and broken me. I have no other choice but to accept my own debauchery...

Perhaps, deep down, I want to be punished... for enjoying my degradation so much, for not being able to say no...

Ashra never wanted this for me. She tried to protect me, to keep me safe. But I couldn't stay away from the danger, the excitement, my twisted desires... she must be disappointed in me...

Maybe I truly do deserve this fate... To be used, to be discarded, to be a slave...

Yuriana: ...

Yuriana: I should keep moving...

Yuriana: Hello there... Could I talk to the blacksmith? (He might have information on Ashra's whereabouts if she passed through here...)

Sigrid: My HUSBAND is busy!

Yuriana: I see... Do you know anything about...

Sigrid: Are you a whore or somethin'? Stay away from my husband!

Yuriana: E-Excuse me, what?! No, I'm not! I was merely hoping to gather some information about...

Sigrid: We're busy. Go away!

Yuriana: (Why does she hate me so much? I haven't even spoken to this woman before...)

Yuriana: ...

(ahhh... I'm doing it again...)

Sigrid: D-Didn't you hear me?! GO AWAY!

Yuriana: You are nothing but an annoying bitch. You do not deserve to have a husband.

(This woman... maybe she's just protective of her man since she adores him...)

Sigrid: How dare a slut like you talk to me about what I deserve? Get out of my sight, you filthy whore!

Yuriana: Just take a good look at your own body. You couldn't possibly compare to me, darling...

(Why does she get to have a loving husband while I'm left to be used by drunks and beggars...?)

Sigrid: W-WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

Yuriana: Look at me, dear. I'm certain your husband has always dreamed of doing anything he desires to a woman like me.

Yuriana: Do you believe you are better than me just because I'm a slut? Think you can keep your husband all to yourself? I'll prove to you that even a WHORE like me can have everything you have...

(I'm not better than anyone, least of all her. She has something I've never had - someone who chooses to stay with her, someone she can call her own...)

Sigrid: ALVOR! HELP ME! THERE'S A MADWOMAN HERE!

Yuriana: YES! Go ahead and call him. Let him see what I have in store for him. And you'll get a front-row seat as well, darling...

(She has a husband who loves and protects her... I have nothing...)

Alvor: Whoa! What's happening here?!

Yuriana: Master... I bet you'd much rather have an obedient woman such as myself over that irritating shrew you call your wife... After all, I was once a priestess of Dibella, trained in the art of pleasing men...

(The Dibellan arts were never intended for such crude purposes... How could I face Yulia or the other priestesses now? They trusted me with their teachings, and I twisted them for my own perverted desires.)

Yuriana: When was the last time she truly pleased you, hmm? You do everything for her, yet she gives so little in return. Don't let women like her take advantage of your kindness, Master. A generous man such as yourself deserves better – and I am more than willing to provide it.

(If only we were at the temple... They could be the most loving couple I've ever seen, so eager to learn and grow together. Sharing the teachings of Dibella's love would've been a true blessing for both of them...)

Sigrid: ALVOR, DO SOMETHING!

Alvor: ... Y-You need to leave, miss.

Yuriana: Take me, Master. Don't you see that I'll do ANYTHING you command?! Kneeling here, begging for you to use me as you please. I'm merely a silly, lustful woman with huge breasts, desperate to please men like yourself! Your wife cannot even begin to compete with me! Make me your slave!

(The thought of belonging to someone who would care about me, makes my heart race and my body ache with need. But at the same time, it's terrifying... What if he rejects me, seeing all the darkness inside me? The part that craves to be a slave, that enjoys being owned and used...?)

Sigrid: ALVOR, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! STOP!

Alvor: ... I-I sorry Sigrid...

Yuriana: Ahhh! Everyone's enjoying watching me get fucked in broad daylight! They hunger for my body as much as I do theirs! I'll please every single one of them if needed! I don't care if they're kind men or dirty, lecherous beggars – I am Yuriana, the buxom slave! My sole purpose here is to be used for their pleasure!

(Why does this feel so right? The thought of being watched, of being wanted by so many... it's intoxicating. It shouldn't turn me on like this, but it does. I've been reduced to nothing more than a toy for their amusement, and yet, I love it...)

Yuriana: ...

Sigrid: Why have you been standing here so long?! GET OUT OF HERE!

Yuriana: S-Sorry to disturb you...

Why can't that be me? Why do I always end up with the wrong kind of men? The drunks at the tavern, the lecherous beggars on the streets, being the plaything of bandits – they're all I've ever known. They see my body first, and if they even notice my face, it's only to wonder what my mouth looks like around their cocks. Is that all I'm good for? A warm hole to fill, a pair of huge tits to grope?

Maybe I'm destined to be nothing but a plaything for vulgar men. But if that's my fate, then I might as well enjoy it, right? Why fight the inevitable? Look at me – these massive vulgar tits and ass... they're what got me enslaved by bandits... That woman thought I was a whore just from seeing me...

No matter where I go or what I do, men will always desire my body for their pleasure. So why not embrace it...? At least as a slave, I can experience degradation and humiliation – things that, even if I try to deny it, I crave...

Mabrelle: Hello there...

Yuriana: !!!

Mabrelle: Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you.

Yuriana: I-It's alright...

Mabrelle: I saw you speaking with Sigrid... I just wanted to say, don't take it personally. She's incredibly jealous of her husband, especially around women like us... Just try to understand where she's coming from, right? I mean, if I had a husband and beautiful women like us were around, I'd probably keep him locked up too!

Yuriana: I know what you mean, I was just wondering if I'll ever find the right man for me...

Mabrelle: Oh, really? You look so beautiful! Is your hair red? I can hardly see it with that awful hood on!

Yuriana: Yeah, I try to keep my hair short to make myself look a bit smaller...

Mabrelle: Don't tell me you're afraid to show off those "jiggly, wiggly" curves of yours! You won't get any man if you try to hide your "Baby bumpers"!

Yuriana: Maybe I've shown off too much already...

Mabrelle: Don't be so shy... I can tell you're new around here. I work at the Sleeping Giant Inn, and during the day I like to take walks to get some fresh air before dealing with drunks like Embry...

Yuriana: Oh, I know what you mean... I used to work as a tavern wench too.

Mabrelle: Exactly! It's no wonder why we are having trouble finding the right man. We're always surrounded by lecherous men!

Mabrelle: Oh, by the way, what's your name?

Yuriana: Yuriana...

Mabrelle: Nice to meet you, Yuriana! I'm Mabrelle, the lovely buxom tavern wench of Riverwood!

I have some errands to run before nightfall. Let's catch up at the inn tonight! - we've got plenty to discuss!

Yuriana: Wait, Mabrelle... I think it's best if you leave Riverwood.

Mabrelle: Are you trying to replace me at the inn? We could always use another pair of... hands! As a perverted drunk used to say, “There's no such thing as too many Buxom Wenches!”

Yuriana: It's not that. There are dangerous men here right now, pretending to be guards. They're framing me as a criminal so they can humiliate me as a slave.

Mabrelle: What are you on about? You're not making any sense! Are you already tipsy this early?

Yuriana: I-I'm a slave, and I can't even escape because of a curse that makes me comply with their orders. They're going to parade me naked through the town tomorrow! I-I can't protect anyone... not even myself... please, you have to listen and leave this town!

Mabrelle: You're something else, Yuriana! A curse making you a slave? That's fascinating! I want to hear all about it tonight – every, little, detail.

Yuriana: Mabrelle, please... I'm trying to warn you!

Mabrelle: They will "parade you naked" tomorrow, right? Sounds very exciting! We've got all night to chat about it! I'm sure you have a lot of stories to tell Yuriana but I'm a little busy now. See you tonight at the inn!

Yuriana: Wait!

Yuriana: She ignored me...

Yuriana: She probably thinks I'm some drunk crazy woman now... I can't even blame her... but I was just trying to tell her the truth...

I wonder if I would get another chance to talk to her... We could've been friends...

The night is approaching, it will be better to stay close to the local store and wait for Goragz...

Yuriana: Goragz's men are packing crates, chatting about heading to the nearby mine – my new "home," they called it. Will that be where they take me...?

This was a rare peaceful day, perhaps even Goragz knew I needed a break. It's a pity it's coming to an end...

Lodbu: (slurring his words) Heh, those are some nice.... nice huge tits you got there, girl...

Yuriana: !!!

Lodbu: (burping) I remember those huge tits anywhere – you're that slave girl from Riften, ain't ya?

Yuriana: Please, go away. My master won't take kindly your presence... there is no need for violence if you leave...

Yuriana: (He is drunk! What do I do?! If I call Goragz, he'll hurt this man or even kill him... but if I don't, who knows what could happen...)Lodbu: (staggering) Ya threatening me, whore? Ya ain't scaring me. Show me yer goods!

Yuriana: Wait! (I need to stop him. I don't want Goragz to get angry with me for causing a scene!)

Lodbu: (laughing) Knew it was ya, Yuriana! Yer that Riften whore, ain'tcha?

Yuriana: Y-You know who I am...?

Lodbu: (cackling) Oh, I know ya alright, whore! My mates told me 'bout how they found ya, bent over in that there pillory, arse hangin' out for the world to see. They said ya was beginnin' for it, screamin', "Fuck me, please!" But they had their orders – no fuckin', just cummin' all over ya. So they did, one by one, all over yer arse and tits.

Yuriana: (Those beggars didn't care about telling that to anyone... He will always remember what they did to me. Even when I'm not around them, I'm nothing more than a slave for their entertainment... A slut for them to gossip about.)

Yuriana: I-I don't know what you are talking about...

Lodbu: (angrily slurring) "Don't try ta deny it, ye whore. I ain't blind nor deaf. I saw ya prancin' around with yer tits out for all ta see. Now quit playin' coy and show 'em to me, or I'll make ya wish ya had"

Yuriana: (He won't leave until I give him what he wants... He's too drunk and angry to listen to reason. I need to get him away from here before Goragz hears us and causes trouble.)

Yuriana: (whispers) Not here... come with me...

Lodbu: (impatiently) "Well? What are ya waitin' for, whore?

Yuriana: Sorry, just making sure no one's around...

(Goragz will parade me naked tomorrow anyway. What difference does it make if this drunk sees me today? What is the point of resisting...

I might as well give in. Let this man have his fun. It doesn't change anything...)

And so it goes... another tale about "Yuriana, the Beggar's Whore," they'll say, passing around tankards of mead in some grimy tavern...

"She showed her huge tits to a filthy beggar who asked!" they'll claim like I had a choice. Like I could ever say no. Not that I wanted to, not really. It's all I've known, all I've been good for...

I'm just a whore, aren't I? A slut who can't resist the urge to show off, to let men use me. It's what I've always been, and it's all I'll ever be...

Lodbu: (leering) That's it, slut! Show 'em off, them big titties of yours – that's the kind of shit I like seein' on a good fuckin' obedient whore like you!

Yuriana: ...

(ahhh... I keep imagining ways to humiliate myself even more.)

Yuriana: P-Please, Master... fill this dirty whore's mouth with your nasty cum. Let me drown in it...

I wonder if I could be the one exploiting them for my pleasure instead... they offer the degradation I seek by pleasing them... After all, I know they won't reject me... they won't refuse a willing whore like me... just like me, they don't have anyone else... Beggars like him just want to use me, to fill their needs and desires with no thought for anything else. Maybe we are not that different...

My first blowjob was given to a beggar in exchange for his silence after he caught me naked in the bee and barb kitchen... but even after that, I sought him for more... I went several times to the Beggars Row to keep sucking his huge cock... I remember I saw it as some perverse way to connect with someone, like he was my "boyfriend" or something. We were both using each other – him for pleasure, and me... well, I guess I was looking for validation, connection. It was twisted, but at the time, it felt right... Until one day, he took something even more precious from me and left me to the wolves at the Bee and Barb...

I should hate these men - the beggars, the bandits, even Goragz. They use me, degrade me, and yet... a part of me craves it. I guess I hate myself for letting them use me and giving in to my desires being cursed or not... Why do I feel this way?

I deserve this. This is where I belong - on my knees, servicing the lowest of the low. It's a sickening thought, but it feels... right. Like some dark part of me has always known this was my purpose.

I'm depraved, I know that now. But I also know that deep down, I dream of being owned by someone who cares, understands me, and accepts me as I am... or I wouldn't have envy of that woman and the connection she has with her husband...

Goragz: Enjoying your little game, slut?

Yuriana: !!!

Lodbu: (pulls the hood over Yuriana's head and runs out) Hey now, I ain't done nothin'! This bitch just stripped down on her own!

Goragz: Did you do that on your own, or did Lodbu make you?

Yuriana: M-Me... I did it. It felt strange being dressed, and... and I just wanted to feel like... a slave again...

Goragz: Put your fucking clothes on and let's get out of here. We've got shit to discuss.

Yuriana: A-As you wish Master...

Goragz: You can't go to the mine yet. You are going to stay at the inn tonight.

Yuriana: B-But Master, you're leaving me here?!

Goragz: I'll be around, but I need you out of the way. Here, take this gold and some of your... "favorite things"...

Yuriana: M-Master, why are you giving me this harness? Do you... do you expect me to wear it at the inn?!

Goragz: Let's call it a little "encouragement" for whatever you choose to do tonight. But remember, don't leave Riverwood.

Yuriana: Y-You're not actually leaving me here, are you?! What if that man finds me again?!

Goragz: Enough with the fucking whining! I'll keep that fucker away from you. Now get your ass back inside and stop wasting my time.

Yuriana: H-He's gone...

Yuriana: ...

Yuriana: I guess there's some kind of event going on at the inn tonight. Mabrelle did mention something about preparations...

Yuriana: (looking around) No one's here...

Yuriana: S-Should I check the other side of Riverwood...?

Yuriana: (disappointed) No one's here, either...

I'm tired of this hood... I'm done hiding...

Yuriana: (confused) Goragz gave me a harness, cow ears, and my collar. Why would Goragz give me these things if he didn't want me to use them...? Is this some kind of test?

Did he give me the harness so no one else can fuck me? But if I go to the inn naked, anyone could have their way with me... there is no one stopping me... Ahh... I want someone to fuck me so badly... that would stop me daydreaming about sex... Goragz wouldn't want that, would he? He'd probably fuck me himself if he wanted to!

Why am I even thinking about sex right now?! Goragz told me to just go to the inn, I could just go clothed. Mabrelle is most likely there and I could convince her to leave the town, I may be able to save her!

Thinking about it... Maybe Mabrelle's actually safer here, working at the inn as normal... If she tries to leave, who knows what could happen out there... she could get captured on the roads! She is probably safer here after all.

I was almost putting Mabrelle in danger, trying to tell her what to do. I don't even know what I'm doing myself. I'm just a stupid slave who can't think for herself...

Yuriana: Why bother trying to think for myself? Goragz is my master, and he told me to stay in Riverwood. That's all that matters. At least as a slave, I don't have to worry about making the wrong decision again...

He gave me a choice, but there's no point in overthinking it. Goragz will be thrilled if I put on this harness and flaunt my massive tits for everyone at the inn!

(Don't overthink it. Just walk. You're just Goragz's slave, his whore. Show off those huge tits for everyone to see. Enjoy it!)

(There's no point in hiding anymore. I'm just a slave, and everyone should see what Goragz has made me into. That's what he wants and I should obey...)

(In the morning, I'll be paraded as a slave through Riverwood. No one's gonna stop it, so I might as well enjoy it!)

(Here we go... time to show these people exactly who I am)

(Ahhh... ahh... I can do this... It's just another humiliation... The harness will protect me from being fucked too easily... ahhh... Open that door, show off these massive tits, and give them a show they'll love! ahh...)

(Ahhh... ahh... I can hear several drunks are laughing, They're gonna love using me like their personal fucktoy! Ahhh... Yeah, that's right I am here for their entertainment and pleasure, I am Yuriana the buxom slave! ahhh...)

(Ahhh... ahh... Don't overthink it... Just go in there, open that door...  You've let every kind of lowlife use and degrade you before - beggars, bums, drunks, thieves... even bandits. You're nothing but a slave, always were, always will be... These are just some drunk farmers who'll jump at the chance to have a woman like me! Ahhh...)

(Ahhh... ahh... someone will open the door and then what?! It will be the same, I am already here, why wait?! ahh... I want this! I'm a whore craving to be used! I'm even thinking about all the things they will do to me! This is my life now – being used, degraded, and humiliated. I might as well enjoy it! Ahh... )

(I can't even be a proper slave – always questioning, always hoping for something else. I'm a failure at this, too... I'm nothing more than a pair of vulgar huge tits and ass now. No wonder Goragz wants everyone to see me that way.

I can't stop this from happening, but I'm scared of who I might become if I give in completely. I've been a slave for weeks, yet there's still no sign of Ashra. Why would these bandits help me anyway? They're using me for their own amusement and gain.

I don't deserve to find Ashra after everything I've done. I should just give up...)

----Later that night----

Goragz: "And here I thought you'd be off fucking every drunken farmer in Riverwood. So, this is where you spent your night...?

Yuriana: Disappointed? You didn't tell me to go fuck any of them, so I didn't.

Goragz: Funny how you always seem to end up bare-assed and flaunting those massive tits, without me having to tell you to.

Yuriana: Oh really? Well, it's not like this is new to me. I've never needed your or anyone else's orders to do it... in case you hadn't noticed yet... I enjoy to be naked...

Goragz: (laughing) Hahaha, well if that's the case I have no doubt everyone in Riverwood will love having you around, Yuriana.

Yuriana: Goragz, why Riverwood? It's not like there's much of an audience here for your little shows. I thought you'd want to keep me in Whiterun, where everyone can see what a filthy slave I am.

Goragz: That's interesting... I thought by now you'd be a broken lustful whore with a uncontrollable desire to fuck with the farmers here but, you're actually getting a little smarter... In short, Boss Salla ordered it.

Yuriana: Salla wanted me to stay here...? But why...?

Goragz: She mentioned something about having business here and that she'd meet up with us eventually. In the meantime, we're supposed to keep you on display - and of course, make sure you have a good time while we do it.

Yuriana: So, Salla will eventually come here. What about Chief Kjorian, will that jackass come?

Goragz: No idea... He's been too busy 'breaking in' the new merchandise at Fort Greymoor. Apparently, he wasn't too pleased about you getting cursed either - thought it was overkill for a 'dumb slut' like you.

Yuriana: What? Why is that for? You just said I was getting smarter, I thought we were just having a nice conversation here...

Goragz: I should spank that sass right out of you, but I'm feeling generous today...

Yuriana: Seeing as you're in such a good mood, Master, can I ask what you think of your obedient buxom slave?

Goragz: You are a horny little whore with an incredible pair of tits and a juicy ass - perfect for humiliating in front of depraved crowds.

Yuriana: Aww, Goragz. Can't you find something nice to say about your favorite buxom slave...?

Goragz: (grunts) At first I thought you were weak because of your submission but you are quite resilient, whoever trained you focused on strengthening both your body and your mind. If it were me who decided your fate I would persuade you to work for us, and not just to become a mere prostitute for us, which would be fine too, but a warrior who I could trust.

Yuriana: Well, when you put it that way, I suppose there's some nice things and truth to what you said. And hey, at least you're honest about it.

Yuriana: Have you ever thought about... escaping with me... leaving all this behind...? I'm bound to you by the Enslavement Curse and I will follow you wherever you want...

Goragz: Nahhh, I find it more entertaining to tame you and turn you into an obedient slave... than having an "adventure" with you while a bunch of Boss Salla's "henchwoman" are out there eager to chop my head off. I enjoy making crowds cheer when I put women like you in their place, so having private fun with you isn't exactly my thing...

Yuriana: You liar... those are all excuses... you just lack the balls to do it. Imagine fearing a bunch of wenches like me... don't blame me if I'm more than eager to submit to whoever is able to defeat you, after all, the curse demands a Master and I'm more than willing to serve a strong one who can help me find my sister...

Goragz: Ha! As if that's going to happen. Be careful with what you say whore, I find it very pleasing to put you in your place, maybe letting the Riverwood scum have a little extra fun with you might teach you to watch your mouth... and as for your sister, she's the last thing on my mind.

Yuriana: Then one last thing... Does Salla or the chief have information about Ashra or are they just lying to keep me doing this...? What do you know about Ashra?

Goragz: They are not lying but they are keeping that info for themselves. All I know is that Boss Salla is actively searching for Ashra. Maybe you can even say she is hunting her.

Yuriana: Hunting her?! But why?! Where?!

Goragz: That, I don't know, You'll have to be patient and hope you get the chance to ask Boss Salla yourself.

Yuriana: I see... (I almost gave up, but I won't do it again. No matter how Goragz tries to belittle me by keeping me down and obedient as his slave, and how good it makes me feel sometimes... I can't let my lust overwhelm me, I have to resist the Enslavement Curse... I will endure my enslavement, degradation, and humiliation until I get a chance to talk to Salla or Chief Kjorian! I know Ashra is out there, and I will find her.)

Yuriana: I feel better now... Master... What are your orders...?

Goragz: We have to prepare for tomorrow... It will be your first parade here and I'll make sure you will continue to remember your place as a slave...

Yuriana: Oh? You think I can't handle whatever "special" plans you have for me... Master... I'm ready for whatever you have in store...

Goragz: (grunts) Stop talking and move those udders!

Yuriana: A-As you command Master... (Maybe I shouldn't have said that but now I'm also excited about what is to come...)

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Hello :o

So after checking some "failed stories" I thought I should try to improve and finish this one. I like it because it shows the inner thoughts of Yuriana about her enslavement and how it's affecting her. In the mod is not that well represented so I willt try to do as well.

About the update, I'm still on it and as I mentioned planning it to release it early 2025 so I hope you can wait a little more, one thing I want to mention is that there will be several unvoiced dialogues and still some things in a wip state. (I guess as always u.u) The main stuff related to the "main quest" and Yuriana's quest must work though. I would also like to have the change to edit the dialogues if needed before trying to voice them.

I hope you enjoyed the story. Have a nice week ;)

P.D: I will most likely post the "epilogue" of this story since I feel it should include something about her first parade in Riverwood :P