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Jon Snow, Thalmor Embassy

Jon was sitting at Elewen's desk, in the chair where the Altmer sat and gave orders to all the Thalmor in the region, while the ambassador stood with her eyes downcast and moved cautiously

Jon had finished reading all the logs that his mischievous ambassador hid in that basement

About Ulfric, about the empire, even about him

The Winter Lord still read the words of the diary with amusement

"Jon Snow, ally of the clan of the whispering wind, extremely dangerous, flee on sight, I am flattered dear" Jon said with amusement, enjoying how the mature Elewen squirmed in place

“We keep records of all the people important enough for the Dominion, your arcane prowess made you respected among the Altmer, your mastery in blacksmithing made you desired, however, your ancestry as a Dragonborn, makes you dangerous and terrifying Jon, I have done my best to mitigate the news as much as I could, but...” at this point, Elewen hesitated

"But news travels fast," Jon said calmly, standing up, walking around the desk and looking at Elewen, a sorceress of great power, capable of subduing a battalion of entire mages with alarming ease...

Totally nervous, subdued and dominated by her very presence

Something inside Jon roared in triumph, seeing such a powerful female so... docile, recognizing the true apex between the two

"They asked me to arrest you, but...AHHHHG” Elewen shouted, feeling Jon's firm hand in her beautiful hair, the imposing vision of the Winter Lord overwhelmed her completely

Jon was tall, taller than her by a head, something really impressive considering that Altmer women were not small, and regardless of her discomfort, the Winter Lord ordered

"On your knees," his voice charged with so much power that the walls shook for an instant, and Elewen, her cunt soaked, obeyed, hands on her thighs and her gaze straight into Jon's crazed, lustful eyes

"Apparently, you're at a crossroads dear," Jon said calmly, while keeping his grip on Elewen's hair

"Your loyalty to the Dominion or your loyalty to me," said the Dragonborn, as he slowly unbuttoned his robe before Elewen's eager and cautious eyes

"You know very well that I am yours Jon," Elewen said looking away, feeling ashamed at the ease with which the Winter Lord subjected her to his perverse desires

Jon opened his robe, at the same time that he rubbed his virility on the ambassador's face, Elewen only closed her eyes and inhaled hard, drugged with the masculine scent that emanated from the bitch tamer that Jon called cock

"Are you? Would you be able to go against the Dominion and kneeling at my feet darling?” Jon said, his magic and his soul roared gallantly before Elewen's submission

Ever since he discovered the Thu'um, the Winter Lord's impulses were unleashed, his stamina and lust out of control

Normally, Aela, Lydia, Ciri and Elisif were in charge of satiating his carnal hunger, but this moment was different, it was a conquest, it was the submission of Elewen to such an extent that the Altmer gave up everything in Allinor, in exchange for being Jon's whore

His dragon soul screamed with joy at such a notion

"You know that, if you order it, I would remain every day at the foot of your throne serving your cock," said Elewen with a groan, while kissing the head of his virility softly

Jon didn't detect any falsehood in those words, so, with a pleased face, he just nodded and placed the tip of his cock on Elewen's lips

In the past, the greedy ambassador would have hungrily thrown herself into devouring such a succulent delicacy, however, she had enough experience to detect a proof of her beloved owner right away, the last time she tried to eat Jon's cock without his permission, Elewen ended up with a wild ass fuck and catatonic with pleasure

And apparently, the test had been passed

"Good bitch, you can eat now" Jon said, and without waiting, he pushed his cock into Elewen's mouth, nailing it all the way down without any mercy

The ambassador was surprised, at the same time that she began to gag loudly and tears welled up in her eyes from the effort, but she did not give up, she did not beg for mercy and did not stop

Did Jon want to test how much she was willing to humble herself for him? So be it, Elewen would submit to all his wishes to prove her worth in the eyes of her owner and lover

Because at this point, Elewen knew where Tamriel's political winds were moving, the empire was weak, but the Dominion was not as strong as it seemed, Altmer's births were at rock bottom, there was a crisis throughout the island, and it was a matter of time before a collapse

Besides, she was addicted to the pleasure that Jon gave her, she wouldn't change it for anything in the world

"You will discreetly move all the goods of your clan towards Solitude, I will put my ship at your disposal, I made a couple of modifications that will be to your liking, undetectable and with enough space for all your goods, we will have everything ready to leave" Jon said with purpose

Those words sowed doubt in Elewen, who raised her gaze with curiosity and difficulty, trying to communicate her doubt to her owner, while pleasing him with her mouth

Jon just laughed softly, enjoying Elewen's face, and started pumping harder, fucking the ambassador's face mercilessly

"Everything in due time, there's something that Ciri and I have to tell you, about our origin, but not today, not now, tonight, it's for pleasure," Jon said, roaring as he felt his seed spurt out, flooding Elewen's mouth

The ambassador tried to swallow the exquisite elixir, however, the amount was so high that it began to gush out of the corners of her mouth and nose

Seeing that the woman was on the verge of collapse, Jon took out his cock and finished the last two shocks to her face, while Elewen swallowed mouthfuls of air in need, but clearly aroused beyond recognition

Elewen was exhausted and lying on the floor, still breathing hard and staring blankly, and Jon felt a roar inside him as he saw her in that state, knowing that his dominance over Elewen was so deep made him even more lustful and drunk with control

The Winter Lord used his magic to levitate Elewen's body from the floor to the desk, laying her down on the wood and enjoying how the Altmer, like the trained bitch she was, placed herself in hands and knees, lowered her head and lifted her butt

Proudly, the Winter Lord walked towards her and began massaging her hungry cunt, eliciting moans from the needy altmer

“What are you?” Jon asked, as he inserted a finger between Elewen's petals, massaging her with agonizing slowness

"I'm yours and Ciri's bitch" moaned Elewen, her beautiful golden skin shone with the layer of sweat from the intense session, her eyes were unfocused, overwhelmed with desire and pleasure

Jon placed the head of his cock between the hungry lips, enjoying how they contracted unconsciously, wanting to massage Jon's cock

Slowly, the Winter Lord began to invade Elewen's womanhood, eliciting a powerful moan from her, as she felt her owner snap her in half

"Of course you are," Jon said, as he slowly pulled out his cock

Elewen gave a pathetic groan as she moved her ass from side to side to keep the virility inside, however, Jon rammed her again, this time with more force, eliciting a cry of pleasure from the trembling ambassador

"Will you hide things from me again?" Jon bellowed in annoyance, as he proceeded to fuck the ambassador wildly, who was trembling and unable to articulate a word

"AAAHHGH, I, AHGHHH" Elewen groaned decomposed, unable to answer her owner's question

Jon only laughed, as the siege continued, just as a familiar voice rang through the office

It was Arwena

"Master, I've come, as you called," said the submissive Altmer

Jon, calmly replied

“Come in”

Arwena entered, paralyzing, but not surprised at her aunt's pathetic state

Normally, Elewen would be ashamed to death to be seen in such a pathetic state, however, she was so intoxicated with lust and pleasure, that she didn't even notice Arwena's presence, the only thing on her mind was her owner's cock and pleasure

The young woman looked fascinated at the ambassador's pathetic state, before shaking her head quickly and saying in a docile voice

"Master, Lady Ciri and Elisif are ready, they are both waiting for you in the main room" said the young sorceress Altmer

Jon smiled and replied

"Perfect" and began to increase the speed of the fuck to the ambassador

Twenty seconds later, the Winter Lord roared, spilling his seed into the hungry interior of Elewen, who was totally surrendered

With a sigh of satisfaction, and a purr from the dragon in him at the total conquest of the Altmer bitch, Jon looked at Arwena, who was biting her lip and rubbing her legs

"Elewen is indisposed, wait for her, prepare her and when you are ready, meet me in the main room" Jon ordered, as he walked to Arwena, leaving Elewen's freshly fucked body on the desk

The gray eyes as cold as steel looked at the golden orbs of the sorceress, the dynamic more than clear at this point

"Clean me," he ordered, enjoying how Arwena did not hesitate and knelt instantly, swallowing his cock and beginning to run her tongue over the entire surface of his virility

Jon just sighed and stroked the young woman's hair with pleasure

"Enough," Jon said, separating his member from the lips of the sorceress, who remained on her knees, looking him straight in the eye

“Soon you will live in Blue Palace permanently, many things will change, understood?” Jon said firmly

The young woman nodded, between excited and curious

"Perfect, take your time dear" Jon said calmly leaving the ambassador's office, a totally conquered and broken Elewen and a needy and aroused Arwena, who remained on her knees, as her owner wished

Soon she would be rewarded, after all

Astrid, Thalmor Embassy

The target moved, leaving the ambassador's office

The price had been paid, an exorbitant one, considering the lethality of the prey, the Thane of Solitude had been more than generous for the death of the Winter Lord

Astrid followed in his footsteps for a while now, admiring more and more the killing ability he possessed, however, as powerful as he was, the Winter Lord was a man, and he had the needs of one

He ate, shit and fucked like anyone else

And apparently, an opportunity had presented itself

Hidden in the shadows of the place, her dagger still warm from the blood of the guard Thalmor killed for infiltration and her total concentration on the prey

Astrid could admit without any problem that it would be the most challenging contract of her life

Hidden and in the embrace of the shadows, she followed in the footsteps of the Winter Lord, passing a pair of guards, who, surprisingly to Astrid, bowed to him

Astrid knew that there was a corridor lonely enough to make her move, it was the connection between the office and the rooms, right where she had entered the place

Astrid prepared her knife, her suit gave her a slight advantage, it only took an accurate blow and it would all be over

However...

As the assassin prepared to deliver the final strike, the Winter Lord stopped, watching, to Astrid's misgivings, directly at the window she used to enter the place

Calmly, the Winter Lord examined the whole wall, his face with a frown, and having a bad feeling, Astrid prepared to attack

However, just as she was about to strike, the Winter Lord turned around, his hand glowing with a blue glow, charged with magic and before the woman could lift a finger, a powerful blizzard threw her like a sack of potatoes, slamming her body against the cold, hard wall

Astrid moaned in pain, the blow had been strong and a sharp pain spread down her back, the cerulean eyes of the assassin focused on her rival, who had a frown and both hands shining with the already famous and terrifying magic of frost

"There was a guard here when I went to the office, and you left the lock on the window open," he said simply, as he walked towards the still dazed Astrid

The leader of the dark brotherhood tried to stand up, at least until she felt the Winter Lord's kick in her abdomen, sending her back to the ground

It had enough strength to incapacitate her, but not too strong to do her permanent damage

Abruptly, the Winter Lord took off her hood, and lifted Astrid by her hair, eliciting muffled moans in pain, there was no mercy, and the huntress had become the prey

Astrid's beautiful face was contorted in agony, her dagger was totally forgotten, while those gray eyes looked at her coldly

"Who sent you?" asked the Winter Lord with total calmness

Astrid opened her mouth and spoke

"Go to hell," she blurted out in a pathetic act of rebellion

Astrid expected a physical response, a slap or something like that

Alas, apparently, the Winter Lord had more class than that, he simply placed his hand on Astrid's crotch, but without actually touching it, much to the assassin's suspicion

The uncertainty lasted for a few seconds, until a smell of ozone invaded the blonde's nose, followed by the characteristic sound of the spark spell being invoked...

Straight in her womanhood, the killer expected intense pain, she was prepared for it

However, the reality was different...

Astrid gasped, her eyes widened in surprise and an instant later, a loud and needy moan escaped her lips, flooding her with a pleasure so intense that they left her totally helpless

“You like it? It's a variable I've been practicing on," said the Winter Lord, ending the spell and causing Astrid to fall to the ground trembling with pleasure, totally overwhelmed and terrified by the strange sensations, her body was sensitive, the simple breeze made her shiver like never before

And then, the Winter Lord looked at her

"We'll talk later," he said, as a couple of Thalmor soldiers arrived down the corridor

"My Lord! We found Joraire's body in a shed! There is an intruder and…" however, the words of both warriors died when they saw that, at the feet of the Winter Lord, a human woman was defeated, her clothing betraying the nature of her profession

"Look no further, she's here," Jon said simply, pointing to Astrid calmly

Both Thalmor rushed to arrest her, not being very kind in the process

"Don't mistreat her too much, I need her whole to get information in the morning, I'll inform Elewen when I'm done with her taming, understand?" Jon ordered, causing both Altmer to nod

"As you order, my lord," they said, as they dragged a defeated and humiliated Astrid into the depths of the embassy

The last thing the blonde saw of her "prey" was how he continued his way as if nothing had happened to the ambassador's quarters

The mission had been a complete disaster, however...

Something told Astrid that her penance was just beginning

And she was not wrong

Cirilla Riannon, Thalmor Embassy, the next morning

"So, an assassin infiltrated the embassy?" Ciri asked incredulously, while preparing a toast, courtesy of Jon, with the exquisite frozen berry jam

Her beloved husband nodded calmly, taking a bite of his own breakfast

"Yes, I ordered the boys to transfer her to the Solitude dungeons, there I will carry out the interrogation, for now, we must talk about our future my love" Jon said soberly

Ciri nodded, her beloved husband having confided in her Elewen's words, of how the Dominion sought her capture at any cost

"So, our time here is over?"  Ciri asked with obvious conflict on her face

"That seems to be the case, though, it's not the end," Jon said with a smile, causing his wife to look at him curiously

“What do you mean my love?”

Jon smiled smugly and said

"I complete it my love, the calculations are complete," Jon said with evident pleasure and pride in his voice

Those words paralyzed Ciri completely, looking at Jon with hope

"It will be complicated, it will require a huge source of magical energy, but we will be able to navigate between worlds, with a clear direction and destiny" Jon said, while Ciri was unable to hold back the treacherous tears on her face

Jon stood up and knelt before his wife, caressing her face

"But…, the, the hunt” Ciri said in a complicated tone of voice

At the mention of Aen Elle's elves, Jon's face filled with fury

"We'll take care of them," the Winter Lord swore, and Ciri nodded at her husband's accurate words

“How long?” asked the princess of Cintra, focusing again

Jon smiled, took Ciri's hand, and gave her a soft kiss before answering

"It's a long process, but it's possible, however, we need a secluded place to modify, perhaps some ruins on a remote island, so we can work away from the curious eyes of both the empire and the Dominion," Jon said with a frown, thinking of possible places to build the Sanctuary

However, those characteristics led Ciri to a conversation with Serana, who mentioned how her father lived in a ruined castle on a remote island north of the mainland...

"I think I have the solution for that," said the lioness smiling radiantly and kissing her husband with passion and desire

"But we can't leave yet, we must get rid of Ulfric, we have to catalog everything important in this world, we have a lot to do," Ciri said decisively

Jon smiled and said

“So it's important that we start as soon as possible, isn't it?” he said with a smile, standing up

Ciri did the same, for the first time in a long time, the notion of jumping between worlds did not fill her with anxiety and fear, but with... Excitement for adventure and the unknown

They had a lot to do, and little time to get it done

They were to return to Solitude as soon as possible, plan the capture of Winterhold and the attack on Serana's father's castle, not to mention the Dragons affair

Too much to do, and so little time, thought the lioness

However, Ciri just shook her head, she wouldn't let the earrings cloud her good mood, her husband had given her the most wonderful news in the world

Soon she might see everyone again, Geralt, Yennefer, and Triss, even Uncle Vesemir, the lioness thought

And Jon...

Jon could confront his family, his father's useless and cowardly, the lioness thought, enjoying the thought of such a meeting

A bastard was gone and a King had taken his place

Ciri could hardly wait