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The New Aragonian Servant Inspired by "The Lusty Aragonian Maiden"

A young adult male Cathay Khajiit wearing expensive colovian clothing was sitting at his study desk, bored and looking like he was in deep thought as his fingers unconsciously played with pages of an open book that lay before him. He was supposed to be reading and studying but his mind was begging for a brake and spent most his study time daydreaming. Life as a Khajiit noble is rumored to be filled with sugar and warm sands, if only it were true for me! He thought to himself with a long bored sigh, his tail twitching with the restlessness he was feeling but his upbringing prevented him from expressing it aloud with screaming and ranting.

"How I hate book studies!" He snarled to himself and turned the page of his book, "I hate history, I hate political study, I hate Imperial bureaucracy and I especially hate magical study!" Having had enough of boring his eyes with dull words he closed the book before him and threw it across the room. The book exploded into a snowstorm of pages upon making contact with the wall. The young adult chuckled upon seeing the pages scatter all around the room and felt a welcome sense of amusement from it all. "Good riddance to boring history!" He said aloud to himself in a snide tone and stood up from his desk, stretched himself out with his arms above his head and yawned. "Gods I'm so bored!" He whined aloud as he walked over to the nearby window and looked out to the courtyard. His baby sister was busy playing a game of hide and seek with a young Imperial boy who was the ward of a visiting friend to his father.

He scoffed loudly at the young ones playing, drawing his ears back and twitching his tail angrily. "Younglings!" He snarled as though he was annoyed watching them, but really he was envious of them. He would love nothing more then to have the freedom his young sister Ahnassi had in the household. Upon reaching his sixteenth birthday he was expected to buckle down, push aside everything else and focus on become a upstanding and well educated Khajiit noblemen. Long ago he dreamed of being an adventure, traveling across the many providences and seeking both fame and wealth. His father, a very serious and cruel Khajiit noblemen wouldn't hear of such nonsense and insisted that unless his protégée focus on what was expected of him, he will be stripped of his name, wealth, birthright and banished from the estate.

Turning his attention away from the distractions outside, he looked around the room; the amusement of the book being destroyed was long gone and right now all he felt was disgust at the mess he made. I better summon one of the servants to clean this mess up. He thought to himself and headed over to dangling silk rope that is used to summon the house staff. After he pulled down hard on it, he headed back over to his desk and forced himself back to his studies.

It wasn't long until the door to his study slowly opened and in stepped an unrecognized servant. What caught the young noble's attention was the servant was an Aragonian, female also, most of all the other servants he knew were either Bosmer or Breton. "Who are you?" The noble asked and the Aragonian servant answered, "They call me Fast-Hands milord." She kept her gaze locked onto the floor, a protocol for it was inappropriate for a commoner to meet eyes with a noble. "I see." The Noble said as he looked her over and pondered why a lizard of all things was standing in his study waiting for orders. He had to admit to himself that she was quite attractive despite being a lowly reptile; the red and green markings around her eyes was very alluring and her scales were very polished and shiny, not rough and almost dirty looking like most Aragonians you see out in the streets. "You must be one of the new servants I presume?"

"Yes I am milord, your house steward Corrick hired me two days ago." Corrick is getting desperate in his old age for new servants it seams. The noble thought to himself as he looked her over, _But at least she is clean and doesn't stink like some of the other servants he has hired. _ He then grunted that he approved of her and pointed towards the scattered pages upon the floor. "Yes milord!" She said and quickly went around gathering up pages without another word.

Once again the young noble was bored with his studies, his eyes struggled to stay open as he fumbled over each tiring word in his mind. Almost falling asleep his eyes blinked open, locking onto Fast-Hands as she went around the room, picking up each page carefully and laid them out nicely in small stacks upon the nearby table. His eyes were no longer tired as they watched the luscious Aragonian that was busy picking up the scattered book pages off the floor of his study.

He moaned with want as he watched her; his malehood bulge in his pants with excitement as it was becoming more and more clear to him, that there was another service she could do for him. "Do it right!" He snapped over to her in false annoyed tone of voice. Fast-Hands stopped what she was doing and asked over, "Milord?" He glared at her and snarled, "Must I tell you how to do your job woman? Get on your hands and knees as you pick up the pages!" Fast-Hands was confused at the order but she knew better then to question his lordship and did as he ordered. "Now be sure to keep your tail raised!" He ordered in an almost a playful voice. "Yes milord!" she replied, she was uncomfortable at the order but did as she was told. She resumed picking up the pages and with her tail raised up as his lordship wanted.

She is obedient, I'm really going to enjoy this new servant! He thought devilishly to himself as his eyes was locked on the outline of her female loins protruding through her knickers that excited his arousal to no end. He fondled at the budge in his pants with his right hand as he watched her move back and forth as she gathered up the pages, his mind wallowing all the while in a river of sexual fantasy. Many times he almost excited himself to the point of climax, but the last thing he wanted was to seed his trousers. After the last page was picked up and stacked neatly onto one of the piles of the table, she stood up, dusted off where her knees made contact with the floor and asked, "Anything else my lord?"

The noble smiled wickedly and said, "Yes, there is something else you can do for me." The noble then closed his book, stood himself up slowly, walked slowly over to Fast-Hands, locked his arms behind his back and said, "Take off your clothes please." Fast-Hands was shocked at the order and stuttered, "W-what d-did you s-say m-my lord? I-I m-must h-have m-misunderstood!" The noble's expression changed to a very serious look, his ears were drawn back and he glared coldly at her with his tail twitching angrily from behind. "I warn you my dear," He said in a very harsh tone that made her tremble, "I dislike servants who make me repeat myself! One displeased word from me to Corrick and you are thrown out! You wish to be thrown out into the streets my dear?"

Fast-Hands shook her head vigorously and pleaded with almost a tearful squeak in her voice, "Please milord, I beg you!" She dropped to her knees and started begging, "P-please f-forgive me milord! I-I'll do w-whatever you wish!" The noble smiled wickedly at Fast-Hands and with one hand signaled her to stand. She stood up and again he said to her, "Once more, I wish you to remove your clothes!" Fast-Hands reluctantly obeyed the Khajiit Nobles request and started undoing the knots on her uniform and started undressing before him.

"Very nice," The Khajiit Noble said in almost a purr as he walked slow circles around her, taking in her almost completely naked topside. Fast-Hands was very humiliated as the Khajiit noble looked her over with lust filled eyes, but deep down, she was very flattered he found her attractive. "Now then," The noble said as the stopped in front of her, "The bra also if you please." Fast-Hands gulped and forced herself to reach behind her back, undoing the lock and letting her bra fall free from her arms onto the floor. Instinctively she locked her arms around in front of herself, attempting to spare her exposed Aragonian breasts from being reviled to the lust struck Khjaiit noble. "No need to be shy my dear!" He said as he reached forward, placing his hands on each of her shoulders. The warmth radiating from his hands pleased her cold-blooded body; she ached to take in more of the warmth and her wanting was betrayed by trembling at his touch and a moan escaped her lips.

He ran his hands down her arms slowly, his touch was intoxicating and she could do nothing but relax as his hands ran all the way down and took hold of her by the hands. "That's it my dear, just relax." He cooed to her and slowly guided her arms up as he held her hands, her breasts fell free and stood perk and perfect before him as he held her hands up in the air and took in her naked upper beauty.

"You are very beautiful!" He cooed to her and she couldn't help but blush at the comment and feel very flattered. "Thank your milord!" She said in a nervous tone. The noble let go of her hands and allowed her to lower them, she did but didn't cover herself like before. He reached forward slowly with his right hand and cupped it around her right breast. She closed her eyes and moaned at the sensation of a warm hand taking hold of her breast, it was indescribable and more pleasing then what she had heard from the dirty stories being told behind closed doors in the servants room. "Your very cool, but not cold as I have heard most Aragonians to be." He molded her breast around in his hand and was very aroused by the feeling, a surprise even to himself, for he thought all Aragonian woman had hard cold breasts. The female before him was very smooth, the scales around her body were very clean and she no doubt made sure to it every time she bathed. Something he wished noble female Khajiits would do more often, some were so filthy in his opinion, that laying with them would be no different then bedding rugged old whore in the streets.

"How I wish more noblewomen where like you my dear, you have a lot to teach them in the ways of self grooming." Once again she blushed at the comment and asked, "Do you like me milord?" The question was strong enough to snap him out of his ecstasy and he quickly pulled his hand away from her breast and felt very awkward at the question. "It is not a matter of liking you my dear," He answered, trying to sound earnest as he spoke but failed, "It's a matter of wanting to bed you! After all a gentlemen has needs and it wouldn't do to have someone of my reputation being seen with common filthy whores out in the streets! Also I'm a prisoner in my own home until my father is satisfied with my education in the ways of aristocracy! Shrilly even a commoner like yourself can understand if a gentlemen such as myself should shows interest in his household servants?" By the twin moons, why am I explaining myself to a servant of all things? The Khajiit noble questioned himself feeling exceptionally awkward, his ears blush hot with embarrassment and he tried his best to hide it from the half naked Aragonian standing before him. Fast-Hands only nodded and said with an smile, "I understand milord."

"You do?" He asked, a hint of startlement was hinted in his tone at her presumed understanding. "I understand perfectly well milord!" Fast-Hands replied again and stood there blushing with a smile. Granted she didn't like the idea of being used as a common whore, but it suddenly dawned on her that there is great reward in being a noblemen's mistress. Not wanting the young Khjaiit to reconsider, after all she was walking upon the edge of a knife with things having gone this far and could find herself cast out into the streets if he didn't bed her right now.

She decided to take this matter into her own hands and ensure the young noble would be very pleased when this is over. She walked up to the Khajiit, ran her hands over his chest and down over the throbbing bulge at his loins, "Shall I please you milord?" Speechless at the question, the Khajiit noble just opened and closed his mouth with a look of surprise on his face. She took his silence as a yes and got down on her knees before him.

"What are you..." He asked in a confused tone at first, but when he realized what her intention was he continued with, "Oh I see now!" Then smiled a wicked feline grin. Fast-Hands giggled and thinking back to the dirty stories she heard, she decided the best course of action was to fellate the young noble and drink his seed. She unbuttoned the nobles pants, reached inside the opening with her hand and brought forward the entire length of nobles male hood. Having never done this before, she decided to just take him into her mouth and suckle his shaft like a hungry infant suckling a teat. "OH GODS!" He moaned with his head arched back as he felt his shaft being taking all the way into a wet mouth.

True it was cool at first, with Aragonians being cold-blooded and all, but the warmth blasting from his erect shaft quickly warmed her mouth and it was exceptionally pleasing...for both of them that is! She suckled his shaft, letting her tongue explore ever inch and find hints to how to best please it further. The nobleman was drunk with ecstasy as she tried her best to please him, granted she could have done more, but her armature attempts made him think she was a virgin and that was more then enough to make up for her lacking in skill.

A few short moments into suckling his shaft, she soon learned that forward and backward motions of her head pleased the noble much more then just suckling as she had original thought. Taking this into consideration she also adjusted her routine; she had it down with forward and backward motions with slight twisting of her head as she moved forward and suckled hard as she pulled back. "OH GODS!" The noble moaned as his legs buckled, she was a fast learner and already was close to braking his control. "NO, STOP!" He almost shouted and taking a firm but gentle hold of her head, he stopped her motions and pulled his member free from her lizard lips. She almost whined that he stopped her, for she was starting to enjoy it herself.

"I do something wrong milord?" She asked up to him as he looked down upon here breathing heavily, he was also panting hard and was very shaky. "NO, no my dear you were..." He took a moment to steady himself and catch his breath, "Indescribable!" She was pleased he enjoyed her attempts at pleasing him but knew unless he spilled his seed into or onto her in some way, she wasn't officially his mistress. She needed to get him to spill his seed and soon for he was already trying to pull away.

"Shall I take you into myself milord?" She asked as she slowly stood up. "I beg pardon?" He asked as he panted, still trying to catch his breath. "Relax milord," She said to him as she stood up and encouraged him backwards to his study chair with a gentle push. "I say!" He started to say and attempted to regain control of the situation but she cut him off with a shush and pushed him down onto the chair. "No need to speak or do anything milord, I'll take care of everything!" She whispered to him in a bewitching tone, as she forced down her knickers and kicked them off. "I have never done this before, but have heard stories on how its done." The noblemen couldn't help but snerk at what she just said, for it sounded very silly.

"Shhhhh..." She shushed him and straddled his hips, moving herself into a position where she could impale herself directly onto his shaft. "Just relax..." She said one last time and on that note she sat down directly onto his shaft. "Oh gods!" She moaned with discomfort and felt nothing but an unconformable burn as she took his member into her body. "This is much more painful then from what I'm told!" She muttered to herself and started thrusting herself on and off his shaft, each time she took him into herself it was always the same burning sensation and she wondered if it will every stop being so uncomfortable.

The Khajiit noble giggled loudly and said almost laughing, "Stop, stop, stop it my dear!" He had to bite his hand to keep from bursting out laughing. She was perplexed at why the young noble was so amused and before she could ask what was so amusing he then said, "It is without a doubt my dear, you are indeed truly a virgin and very ignorant when it comes to making love!" He said and pushed her off his lap, his shaft pulled free from inside her and she was very relieved he had her stop, even now her backside ached something terrible. "Is it that obvious my lord?" She said meekly and he pointed out in almost a laughing tone, "Indeed my dear, for you see, you were taking me in the wrong orifice!"

Fast-Hands blushed very hot and realized that indeed she was not taking him into her womb at she had first thought, but under her tail of all areas. "Oh milord, please forgive me!" She said with an embarrassed tone and felt very foolish. He stroked her leg gently with one hand, then reached over taking her hand into his, squeezed it gently and said to her in a reassuring tone of voice, "No need for apologies my dear, in fact you gave me quiet a giggle! Some like it in that said area, I would show you some pictures in my exotic collection of pornography to prove it, but it is not important and it is very obvious to me that you do not like it!" She shook her head no and mumbled in a disgusted tone, "No milord I do not, but if it pleases you..." He cut her off by shaking his head and said, "No my dear, now if you allow me," He said and took hold of her hips, pulling her back up onto his lap and continued, "It is my turn to please!" After saying that he gave a hard thrust upward and pulled her down at the same time in a single perfect motion, his shaft breeched the virgin lips of her loins. "GODS!" She said aloud with suprise as he breeched inside her virgin womb, "That feel...that feel...oh gods!" Fast-Hands was overcome by the feeling of a Khajiit member thrusting in and out of her loins. It was even more pleasing then she had expected and she orgasmed within only a few short moments as he repeatedly thrust his member in and out of her.

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Several moments into the love making, they changed positions many times. First she took charge as she rode his hips, then the role changed as she gave him full charge, letting him take her missionary style on the master desk in the study, he then took her from behind in primal Khajiit love making. She was still bent over the master desk with him riding her hard from behind and thrusting away hard into her with her tail flopped over his shoulder and all the while he grunted loudly each time his hips made contact with her backside with hard passionate thrusts. "Oh gods I'm close!" He almost yelled and just then he let out a muffled roar as it bit down on his lips, she then felt what she was waiting for, his warm seed filled the inside of her womb and at that moment, he was hers, wither he knew it or not.

The noble was spent of energy as he laid himself breathless on top of her, his erect male having fulfilled it's primal duties retreated back into his feline sheath to recuperate. He moaned happily as the afterglow rushed through his body and felt like a warm melted moon sugar had replaced the blood in his veins. He let out a long pleased moan before saying, "You are a goddess my dear!" She giggled at his exaggerated expression of gratitude and carefully worked herself free from underneath him and took a moment to regain her footing from being bent over a table for gods knows how long. Just then dawned on her she was very late in doing her appointed duties and would no doubt get a harsh lecture from the house steward. "Forgive me milord but I'm late with my other chores!" She said with haste as she quickly redressed herself and fumbled around trying to make herself look presentable in her uniform. "Relax my dear, I'll inform Corrick that I had extra duties for you to do!" He said to her as he sat upon the master desk and took a moment to regain his strength. "I must warn you my dear," he continued, "Corrick is no fool and will suspect what has happened here this evening, but he knows better then to stick his nose in my affairs and will not ask, but he will be keeping an eye on you!"

She only smiled to herself, granted having Corrick breathing down her neck is the last thing she needed but having his lordship at her side would be worth it. Right now the benefits of being his lordships mistress are starting to show themselves in that she will be getting out of lecture and possible suspension without pay for falling behind in her duties. "Thank you milord, is there anything else you need?" The noble giggled and forced himself to stand, buttoning his pants and straightening out his mane. "You have done more then enough my dear, I'm very please with your services." He said over to her and his mind suddenly turned towards the thought of dinner. "Perhaps there is one other thing you can do for me my dear!" Fast-Hands had just opened the door and was about to leave when he made his last request for the evening, "Yes milord?" He looked her in the eye and said, "Tell Corrick I will be dinning alone her in my study for tonight, I have much reading to do and fetch me my dinner also." She took note of his orders, nodded and said, "Yes milord, anything else milord?" He thought hard for a moment and having a touch of a sweet tooth he then answered, "Yes my dear, fetch me a sweet roll from the larder!" Fast-Hands smiled and replied, "Right away milord!"

_Ah what a fine young maiden! So full of energy and so edger to please, I look forward to her future services! _ He smiled to himself as thought up another playful thought, _I wonder if I can get her to do a three way, J'skeer would love to meet this new servant! _ He giggled to himself and shook his head no, figuring that it is best he keep this one to himself, that and his best friend J'skeer had a very loose tongue when it came to drink. "Ah what a glorious day!" He said with a glow in his tone as he looked out his window at the twilight of the setting sun and spent the next few moments watching it sink off in the distance behind the grass covered mountains.