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The Lusty Argonian Maid

Act IV, Scene III, continued,

The untold story.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Certainly not, kind sir! I am here but to clean your chambers.

Crantius Colto: Is that all you have come here for, little one? My chambers?

Lifts-Her-Tail: I have no idea what it is you imply, master. I am but a poor Argonian maid.

Crantius Colto: So you are, my dumpling. And a good one at that. Such strong legs and shapely tail.

Lifts-Her-Tail: You embarrass me, sir!

Crantius Colto: Fear not. You are safe here with me.

Lifts-Her-Tail: I must finish my cleaning, sir. The mistress will have my head if I do not!

Crantius Colto: Cleaning, eh? I have something for you. Here, polish my spear.

Lifts-Her-Tail: But it is huge! It could take me all night!

Crantius Colto: Plenty of time, my sweet. Plenty of time.

Lifts-Her-Tail gracefully kneels down in front of Crantius Colto. She gazes upon his 'spear' and reaches for it with her rough Argonian hand. Right before her hand makes contact, she pauses and looks up at Crantius.

Lifts-Her-Tail: But master, how can I possibly polish your spear without proper equipment?

Crantius Colto: Silly girl, have you not learned to improvise as a child? Perhaps you could do something with that strong tongue of yours?

Lifts-Her-Tail: But sir, wouldn't that be dirty?

Crantius Colto: Yes my little dumpling, very dirty. Very dirty, indeed. But fret not, I like my spear dirty and roughly polished. Now get to it, you have allot of work to do.

Lifts-Her-Tail: As you wish, master.

Lifts-Her-Tail embraces Crantius's meat spear and massages it slowly with her strong hand. She takes great care stroking and squeezing Crantius's sensitive member to fully prepare it for the warm and well lubricated orifice that is her mouth. Minutes pass as Lifts-Her-Tail pleasures Crantius with her rough, but warm hands. After a while Crantius's suspicion grows.

Crantius Colto: Is there something wrong, little one?

Lifts-Her-Tail: No, sir. It is just..

Crantius Colto: It is just, what?

Lifts-Her-Tail: I have doubt whether this is a good idea, master.

Crantius Colto: Good idea? Dear girl, I am fond of you, but it is not your place to 'think'. You are to obey my orders without hesitation.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Yes, sir. I am sorry.

Crantius Colto: Hm, good girl. Let us continue.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Yes, sir.

Even though Lifts-Her-Tail knows what the mistress would do if they were to be caught during this passionate, but forbidden act, she could not deny a direct order from her master. She is now confronted with the difficult choice which of her masters she is to obey, and which she is to disobey. The choice is quickly made however. Servants are not permitted to have partners, especially the beast people. ''Vile, dumb animals need more discipline'' they say. Therefore this may be her only chance of having sex for years to come. Lifts-Her-Tail decides to obey Crantius, and pleasure him in every way he desires. Lifts-Her-Tail reacquires a tight grip on Crantius's overly ready love-spear, and slowly lowers her head in front of it to commence the requested 'polishing'.

When she is lowered enough to initiate the naughty and mischievous plans they have made for the evening, she is confronted with a close view, and smell of Crantius's eager member. The smell is very strong, and somewhat salty. Almost immediately her hormones initiate a strong feeling of lust that fills body and soul. Any thought and feeling of resentment disappear quickly, and it is not long before she is fully committed to the task at hand.

Lifts-Her-Tail sticks out her strong tongue and softly wraps it around Crantius's member. Teasingly she contracts and releases the muscles in her tongue to slowly stimulate Crantius.

Crantius Colto: Hmm.. See, that was not so hard, was it?

Lifts-Her-Tail: . . .

Lifts-Her-Tail looks up to Crantius with a innocent look, whilst at the same time fondling his testicles with her free hand.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Hmm, hmm.

-She grunts, as she cannot answer properly with a full mouth. Crantius slides into a more comfortable position in his chair to truly appreciate the lusty, and subtle touch of his lovely maid. As he slides down, Lifts-Her-Tail is mildly pushed back, making her body tilt back slightly. Seductively she takes her hand off Crantius's mighty shaft, and places it on his hip to readjust her feet. She squeezes tightly to get a grip that can support a sufficient part of her weight.

Crantius Colto: Not so tight!

-He says teasingly.

Her tongue releases his member with a swift motion. She closes her eyes, and softly strokes it with the middle section of her snout.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Are you not pleased, sir?

-She asks in a seductive low pitch tone.

Crantius Colto: On the contrary, dear child. I was merely joking.

He winks down kindly, to give Lifts-Her-Tail some well earned reinforcement. Lifts-Her-Tail reopens her eyes, and opens her mouth widely to once again give in to her wild hormones. But right before she is to touch his member with her saliva drenched tongue, Crantius's stops her by laying his hand on her cheek.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Sir?..

Crantius Colto: You look rather restricted by those uncomfortable clothes. Would you perhaps care to take them off, dear?

Lifts-Her-Tail: If master wishes so.

-She answers back agreeably and takes a few steps away from the chair, and begins to pull up her top layer of clothing facing away from Crantius.

Again Crantius stops her mid act.

Crantius Colto: Could you, perhaps dance for me?

Lifts-Her-Tail: Dirty man you are, sir!

-She answers enthusiastic, while she smiles uncontrollably.

Crantius Colto: Such language. You should receive a spanking for that disrespectful tone.

-Does he say while smiling back teasingly.

Crantius Colto: Now dance! And perhaps, I will forgive you.

Lifts-Her-Tail nods submissively and complies. With grace she lifts her arms into the air, Crantius watches as she complies to his every whim. When she cannot lift her arms any further she pauses, and looks at Crantius with a desirable look on her face. Her hands slowly descend downwards. First over her face, following the contours of her rough snout. Lifts-Her-Tail opens her mouth, and presents her sharp, but beautiful teeth in a non-threatening manor. One finger remains on the edge of her lower jaw, and just barely touches her tongue. Her other hand continues on downward. Softly stroking her neck, down to her full breast, to her firm, but feminine stomach and eventually stopping on her waist. After a short pause she slowly peals her way into her skirt, her fingers slip in, but just slightly. She releases a fake, but realistic moan to excite Crantius.

It is not long before her hand that stayed behind, catches up and joins his twin within her black warm skirt. Lifts-Her-Tail leans backwards slightly, and smiles mischievously at Crantius. He watches adoringly. He cannot contain his excitement and touches himself mildly.

Lifts-Her-Tail slowly slides her hands onto her strong hips with her thumbs still firmly locked within her skirt. And she makes a quick, yet graceful turn to the side, presenting Crantius with a clear side-view of her body. She crouches through her legs in a sexy and fluid motion. When her hips and ankles meet, she pushes her butt back into the air quickly, but controlled, leaving her torso almost completely horizontal. She gazes upon her skirt as she slowly pushes it away from her, forcing the elastic band in her skirt to expand and follow the contours of her shapely behind. Her skirt travels with consistent speed over her buttocks. It is not long before her cheeks are fully exposes, together with her old and torn panties. Her cheeks shine beautifully in the untamed candle light, shadows accent her every contour, and show every contraction of her muscles. The skirt descents slowly for it catches a fair bit of wind on its way down. Once motionless on the cold stone floor, Lifts-Her-Tail slides her skirt away with her foot-claw.

She straightens her posture, and touches her hips with both hands once more. Swiftly and sexy, she moves her hips in a synchronized circular motion. The motion has similarities to the movements of a agile snake. Her hands form a unity upon her bladder, and move their way up towards her breasts. The friction and rough texture of her hands force the lower part of her shirt to travel up with her hands, but falls down when the hands cease to make contact. In a quick pace her hands slide in between her breast, onwards to the the collar of her shirt. Lifts-Her-Tail grabs the center of her collar with both hands, and is visibly gripping them mighty tight.

Crantius Colto: What are you to do, young maid?

-He says while still looking at Lifts-Her-Tail with a amazed and adoring eye.

Lifts-Her-Tail remains silent and slightly tilts her head to the side, as she gathers all the strength she has within her arms. By Crantius's amazement, she pulls a tiny rip in her shirt. Quickly she pulls again and rips it all the way to the bottom. As she releases a sigh, the shirt escapes her tight grip. The shirt slides down her shoulders, and off her arms, it is briefly suspended by Lifts-Her-Tail's risen tail before it slides onto the floor.

Lifts-Her-Tail: ..Oops.

Lifts-Her-Tail turns around, and bends over. Like her skirt, she pushes her panties away from her slowly, yet again following the same smooth and delightful contours of her buttocks. Guided by her legs, the panties fall to the ground. Crantius watches eagerly, and glimpses at what Lifts-Her-Tail just presented to him. The sight is short lid however, she quickly stands upright once more, and spreads her legs just slightly. Enough to excite, but too little to fully expose her naughty bits to Crantius's watchful eye. Still faced away from Crantius, she unties her bra very slowly. When untied, Lifts-Her-Tail places her hands on her breasts to prevent the bra from falling to the floor, the straps that once held the bra in place, now dangle silly along her sides. Bare, and fully exposed, the lusty Argonian maid turns around, and faces Crantius submissively. After a short pause to build tension, she drops the bra without shame.

Even though, unashamed, she giggles as she sees Crantius's member throbbing with excitement.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Was that good, master?

Crantius Colto: Approach me, child.

Crantius looks at the shirt that Lifts-Her-Tail acquired from the mistress to wear during duty hours, which she royally ripped to shreds.

Crantius Colto: Tsk, tsk, tsk. Look at your shirt, dear child.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Hm, what are you ever going to do about a little trouble maker, such as myself, sir?..

Crantius Colto: Hmm, I think I know just what punishment you require. Young maids like you are not hard to discipline. Come, child, lay down on my lap.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Oh, sir..

Crantius Colto: Quickly now.. You would not want to make me impatient, now would you?

Lifts-Her-Tail: Oh no, sir!

-She answers back quickly.

Lifts-Her-Tail bends through her knees, and guides her body onto Crantius's lap. Once on his lap, she clenches her butt cheeks and closes her eyes. She braces herself for her well deserved punishment.

Lifts-Her-Tail: I am ready, sir.

She releases a sigh, and waits for Crantius to spank her viciously with his big hand till her cheeks turn red. She waits. And waits. And even waits some more.

Minutes seem to pass in silence. And other then Crantius's throbbing member in her side, she cannot feel any other part of his body touching hers.

Then suddenly she feels something. It is not pain, however. It feels like Crantius is softly squeezing and stroking her butt cheek. She opens her eyes slowly, and turns her head. She looks into his eyes. Words fail her, as she looks at Crantius with a confused look upon her face.

Crantius Colto: Oh. How could I ever touch such a valuable eye pleasing asset in such a disgraceful manor? Beautiful things are to be admired and worshiped. They are not to be hit like disobedient, worthless farm animals.

Lifts-Her-Tail: .. Sir? Do I not deserve punishment?

-She asks curious.

Crantius Colto: Oh, you -will- get your punishment, I assure you. But I do not think a regular spanking is appropriate considering the divine curves of which your body consists. ''There are more ways then one, to train a dog''.

Lifts-Her-Tail slowly struggles upright, facing Crantius. Rubbing her body all over his legs and torso. Swiftly she pulls her legs through the arm rests of the chair, then continues in a seamless motion and pulls herself towards Crantius. Her dripping wet genitals collide with Crantius's throbbing member. As they make contact, Crantius is startled and his leg muscles tense up suddenly. It causes them both the jump in the air an inch.

Lifts-Her-Tail slowly approaches Crantius's ear.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Does master imply that I am a dog? Then maybe, it would be appropriate for me to act like a dog, sir.

-As she closes her sentence, she softly licks his ear and grabs Crantius's member. She rubs it while her body is still firmly pressed against his.

Crantius wrappes his arms around Lifts-Her-Tail, and squeezes her against his body even tighter.

Crantius Colto: Oh, young maid. You just love to drive me mad, do you not?

Lifts-Her-Tail: I have no idea of what nonsense you speak. I only do what you ask of me, sir.

-She says while she presses her breasts against Crantius's chest.

Crantius grins, and admires the naughty entity that is his maid.

Crantius Colto: Nonsense, you say? I think not. On the contrary. I think, you like seeing a powerful man like myself, squirm like a hormonal young lad. Admit it, naughty girl.

Lifts-Her-Tail seductively stares into Crantius's eyes, and takes a deep breath with her mouth gaping.

Lifts-Her-Tail: I have no idea what it is you imply, master. I am but a poor Argonian m-..

-Before Lifts-Her-Tail can finish her sentence. Crantius grabs her buttocks firmly and stands up, leaving her suspended by merely his hands. Instinctively she puts her arms around his neck.. While Lifts-Her-Tail is occupied not falling to the stone floor, she does not notice that Crantius is making his way to the other side of the room with Lifts-Her-Tail's buttocks, and the rest of her for that matter, still in his hands. It is not long before she notices where he is heading.

Suddenly Crantius stops in front of his personal dinner table. And tightly presses Lifts-Her-Tail against himself with one arm. He uses his other arm to swipe the plates and bowl with oranges off the table.

The metal plates create a loud clinging sound as they collide with the wooden chairs that surround the table. The oranges immediately leave the bowl, and bruise as they drop to the floor.

About 3 inches above the table Crantius releases Lifts-Her-Tail, and she falls at the whim of gravity.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Ooohhh..

-She whimpers as the energy from the impact of the smooth table travels through her buttocks, and to her sensitive clitoris.

Crantius Colto: I am sorry for the rough approach. But I cannot stand your temptation any longer. I must have you.

Lifts-Her-Tail lowers her back on the table, and spreads her legs widely. Presenting her wet vagina, and erected clitoris.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Do with me what you must, sir. I am ready.

-She says with a rough and lusty tone.

Crantius pauses for a short while and gazes one last time on his precious maid.

Crantius Colto: I cannot believe they sold you as merely a maid. For you have so much potential..

Lifts-Her-Tail stretches her legs and slowly puts them around Crantius's waist, embracing him fully.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Are you not curious to know how much potential, sir?

With one quick and powerful contraction of her legs muscles she pulls Crantius towards her, forcing him to penetrate her vagina unintentionally. But most certainly not unwillingly.

Crantius's facial expression describes the sudden warm sensation, and what emotions it summons, in perfect detail. Lifts-Her-Tail giggles as she feels him trembling between her legs.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Oh, sir, I wonder whether I will ever learn.

Crantius looks down, and stares directly into Lifts-Her-Tail's eyes.

He grins.

Crantius Colto: Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are such a naive girl. You still have a pending punishment, or have you forgotten? You will be disciplined.

Crantius grabs both her hips tightly. Lifts-Her-Tails looks surprised as she feels the mere intensity with which his hands grasp her thighs.

Crantius Colto: So. You want to act like a dog? Very well. Then you will be treated like one.

Suddenly he pulls out, only the very tip of the head remains just on the very edge of her vaginal lips. Lifts-Her-Tail feels her internal muscles close as he slides out..

Without further warning Crantius thrusts back in, forcing his way through her tight, but easily penetrable orifice. Her butt cheeks wiggle as he cannot penetrate any further, and collides with her labium.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Ooh!

Crantius pulls out, and thrusts back in with the same force. He repeats time after time again, slowly increasing the pace after each thrust. Lifts-Her-Tail, surprised and highly stimulated by her 'punishment', can't help herself from moaning loudly with each thrust Crantius makes.

Crantius Colto: Oh.. don't you.. beg.. just yet.. my little puppy. Your punishment.. is yet to.. truly begin.

-He stutters as he thrusts powerfully.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Yes, master.. Punish.. me. I have been.. a bad bitch!

-She blurts out stuttering in the heat of the moment.

Crantius continues his powerful thrusts. Now in such a pace there is almost no time in between.

Suddenly he stops dead in his tracks.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Oh, master? Please, do not stop. Do I not fulfill your needs?

Crantius Colto: On the contrary, my dumpling. You are doing a absolute brilliant job! However, I want to give you something before we bring this night to a close.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Then, what about my punishment, noble sir?

Crantius Colto: Forget about your punishment! There will be nights of plenty for your punishment. Tonight, the only thing I'm interested in is seeing you squirm and moan on the top of your lungs.

Lifts-Her-Tail blushes deeply.

Crantius sits down on the head of the table, and grabs Lifts-Her-Tail's hand.

Crantius Colto: Quickly now, get on my lap. I want to give you a night you will not quickly forget. But make haste.. I cannot hold out much longer.

Lifts-Her-Tail complies, and gets on her feet, quickly making her way onto Crantius's lap. She sits down facing away from Crantius, his penis is once again tightly locked within her warm orifice.

Crantius Colto: Don't move, child. Let me do all the work.

Crantius puts his strong warm arms around her. His hand slowly slides on her breast, softly teasing her erected nipple, and the other slides down over the stomach, towards her vagina. One finger slides on her clitoris, and rubs it softly in a swirling motion. Crantius rests his head on her shoulder, he whispers naughty words over how intense he will make her climax into her ear hole.

His skillful hands stimulate her in a maddening slow pace.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Please, sir, faster..

Crantius Colto: No, no. You must be patient. You will thank me later, sweet.

In total disregard of Lifts-Her-Tail's request, he keeps stimulating her slow and steady. After a few minutes Lifts-Her-Tail's breathing pace begins to grow heavier and increases in speed. She tries to hide it, this form of breating creates barely noticeable hissing coming from her nose. Crantius acts as if he does not hear it, but he does. It lets him know that tension is growing.

And with that fact in mind, he starts to thrust, but only mildly. The motion is barely visible. But Lifts-Her-Tail, very aware and sensitive to touch, feels every single one of them as if they were 3 times as strong.

He keeps stimulating her relentlessly, and watches as her body language slowly begins to scream for release.

Lifts-Her-Tail grinds over Crantius's lap in a weak effort to extend herself from climaxing.

Lifts her tail: Sir, stop!

Lifts-Her-Tail gets up from his lap, still trembling from his skillful hands, she turns around. Yet again she takes place on his lap, this time facing Crantius.

She forces him to lay down on the table.

Crantius Colto: Are you close?

-He asks curious after being forced to lay down on the table. Lifts-Her-Tail nods silently.

Crantius Colto: Very well, so am I. Let us finish together.

Lifts-Her-Tail rides Crantius slowly, but it is not long before they are both committed to making themselves, and each other climax. Their movements are opposite of each other, causing the stimulation to resonate.

Lifts-Her-Tail arches backwards, making her breasts bounce in sync with all movements involved. She uses her powerful hips and lower legs to elevate and lower herself on Crantius's explosive member. Crantius also uses his hips to elevate his waist.

Crantius lays his hands on Lifts-Her-Tail's hips, and uses his grip to thrust faster.

Lifts-Her-Tail: I can't hold it out any longer!

-She screams loudly with a tense expression on her face. Crantius feels her vaginal muscles contracting and relaxing in a random, but quick pattern. With both her hands pressed against her waist she can not help herself from trembling wildly on top of Crantius. These movements are too much for Crantius to bare. All his muscles tense up and he grips Lifts-Her-Tail's hips even tighter. Instinctively he presses her downwards.

Crantius Colto: Nnngg..!

-He whimpers. In short, but powerful bursts he squirts his semen into Lifts-Her-Tail's vagina. The intensity forces him to lift his back off the table.

Together they sit out the exhilarating experience.

After a few intense seconds, they slowly descend in a moment of total peace and quite. Lifts-Her-Tail slowly lowers herself on Crantius's chest with his member still inside. She releases a deep breath.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Was that good for you, sir?

-She asks him exhausted.

Crantius Colto: You did well, sweet girl. You did very well, indeed.

Lifts-Her-Tail pulls Crantius's member out, a trail of semen follows. Slowly it drips over Crantius's testicles, then falls on the table.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Oh, sir. Look. We had polishing fluid here all along!

Crantius laughs.

Crantius Colto: Oh, silly maid. How I adore your innocent act. Now, quickly, get dressed. For now, you really DO have allot of cleaning to do.

Lifts-Her-Tail: Most certainly, sir. Right away.

Lifts-Her-Tail walks to her clothes and seductively bends over to get them. After she wipes off any excess semen, she dresses herself fully, as if nothing happened. Both Crantius and Lifts-Her-Tail resume their original tasks, and all evidence of the act are cleaned and destroyed.

With a new shirt, Lifts-Her-Tail continues to clean the rest of the castle, with in the back of her head the memory of this exhilarating night.

END OF ACT IV, SCENE III