Chapter two: the journey.

Serana barged in, and cast a spell at Brelyna.

"Let's go." she said, as her toy clambered down from the table.

"Yes, Mistress." she stuttered, as spectral replica of her former clothes manifested around her.
She was still very naked, and felt like it, too. But she didn't look it.

As she stumbled outside, she remembered her orders. Outside, she is married to Arch-Mage Lani. Not her pet.

"Beloved, get into the carriage. We must go on a trip."

"Yes, my love. But where are we going?"

"Winterhold"

They boarded the carriage, and Serana enthralled the driver.

"To Winterhold" she said. As the carriage departed Riften.

Once safely away from Riften, Lani cast a spell, and a canvas appeared over the bed of the carriage. Or, looked to appear. As they still felt just as nude and chilly.

"Brelyna. You've earned a week in the block."

"Yes, Mistress Lani. But why? I only wish not to dissapoint you again."

"Two weeks. You are not allowed to ever ask questions.
Once we arrive in Winterhold, I will find a spot for your punishment." said Serana.

"The roof. The Arch-Mage's quarters has plenty of soul gem pylons. I'll use those to cast the spells for the two weeks. Four black souls should suffice to power it for such a period of time. I know there's three there. But where do we get a fourth?"

Serana simply nods towards the driver of the cart.

A few hours later she ordered him to stop with a simple tap on the shoulder.

"I don't have time to make this pleasurable for you." as Lani sank her teeth into his neck, and Serana hers into his leg.

Within a minute of beginning, the spell was cast, and his head spiked through.

"Brelyna. Eat him." said Lani as she grabbed Serana by the hand and ran off toward the sea of ghosts. And she did just that. Hours passed, as she ate his muscles, raw. Leaving only a skeleton with intact guts.

She then simply waited, in the cart.

Another hour later, Serana and Lani emerged. Covered in snow. They didn't seem to notice.

"Take the reins, Thrall." Serana said, coldly. As the group rode the last miles into the small town.

"Brelyna! Oh, you look wonderful. I'm so happy for you and the Arch-Mage."

Quietly she replied "th-thanks, Ondmund. It's been wonderful. I really must get back to her now" before heading into the Arceanium.

"URAG! I JUST NEED TO BORROW MY OWN ELDER SCROLL!" she shouted.

"No. Arch-Mage or not. My rules about books still stand. So no book or scroll will ever leave the campus. Especially the scroll."

"Very well. Come with me to the roof. I'll show you why I need it."

"I suppose I can do that." muttered the orc.


Once on the roof, The vampires swiftly locked the doors, and cast a calm spell on him.

"Brelyna. Begin your punishment."

The thrall immediately drove two spikes of ice into the stone below her, which even after melting off the points, were still twelve inches long. She also replicated the bent rod of ice Serana had made her deepthroat before.

She sat down in a slightly more graceful manner than last time, and closed her eyes. As soon as she was penetrated, her "clothes" disappeared, and she inserted the throat rod.

"Liz Slen Nus"

And she was frozen. Serana held the healing spell, and Lani set up the totems.

Once the array was stable, and all spella were carefully balancing torture and survival, Urag was released from the spell. He immediately ran to Brelyna. Her gray skin twitching in agony, but her eyes calm.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"

"Showing you what I do to those who disobey."

"Give her the scroll, and we'll kill you quickly, without trapping your soul."

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