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Jodsha was a little nervous with this particular trade agreement. He was back in Skyrim, heading to the great middle city of Whiterun in order to make a potential mercenary contract with the Companions, a famed group of skilled warriors with special steel weapons to boot, with the trade of gold and potentially famed Khajiit sweets to tie them towards a more favorable deal. That area of Skyrim has always been very calm, with few bandits or creatures within the long temperate plains and large fields. But Jodsha had always remembered that moment in Markarth, that moment where he had been horribly tickle tortured by the Forsworn, him and his bodyguard, Ka'Inena, stuck in a cave for a month as his personal torturer, Tallowhand, teased him, tickled him, and licked him, hoping to turn his feet into overly sensitive toys, only to be saved at the last minute. That was a couple years ago, since then, that torturer became his lover, and he's fully embraced his previously shy fetish into a