Sabhira's Daughter #15
#16 of Tails of the Khajiit
Muz-Ra's story continues.
| (Author's note - any naughtiness you see here is purely in your head, as will be revealed in a future post. This post depicts NO scenes of carnal activity, even if your head-cannon says otherwise!)
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| "I now call him Man OR Mer because I can no longer visualize him or his mate, Mistress. They may have been Altmer. Their magic ability seemed to indicate that. Yet their speech and the design of the clothing they requested I wear seemed more human. At the time I could see them clearly, but it's as if that part of my memory has been wiped away. I found myself facing the Master and he bade me kneel before him, and to keep my eyes averted from his face." | 
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| "Mistress soon arrived and they let me know that trespassing on their domain was normally punishable by instant death. However, they had agreed to abate that punishment in exchange for my service. Under their powerful gaze, I had no choice - indeed no willingness - to do anything but comply." | 
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| "As for my duties, these two were all that lived in the castle, and thus the menial chores had been neglected. So I was to serve them in any way they pleased with these tasks. Odd as it seems now to say, I had no qualms with this arrangement at the time. In leiu of my execution, it seemed a small price to pay for life. In fact, all I recall is the wish that I had some kneepads as it soon became clear that MOST of my duties would be performed in that position." | 
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| "During the day, the Mistress would be my taskmaster, and she would punish me instantly for any lack of attentiveness. Yet, though her punishment typically took the form of corporal punishment to my backside, I noticed that her blows were never more than superficial. In her way, I believe she did bear me some affection." | 
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| "As for the Master, nights were his domain. His affections were much more obvious. Though I was still required to serve him in various ways, rather than striking me, he would stroke me instead for good behavior. Before long, I would look forward to sundown when my exertions under the Mistress were concluded and I could instead wait on Master's requests." | 
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| "Another aspect which makes me believe they were Mer and not Man was that Master wore his personal weaponry in a very strange location. His dagger was kept very close to his manhood, and he had a peculiar manual, even oral, technique that he preferred me to use for polishing it. And he would request it be polished nearly every night. Surely that was not a human trait." | 
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| "When Master was feeling especially kind, he would often fulfill my own desires as well. I'd soon forgotten all thoughts of the outside world, save for the occasions when I would leave the Keep." | 
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| "Even then, it was not the world outside that would draw my attention, but the Tower that continued to beckon. Yet weeks went by with me obeying the restriction to not enter it, so keen was I on obeying my Master and Mistress." | 
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| "It seemed when I was with Mistress and Master, all my will was bent for a desire to please them. Within the month, I had the floors spotless, the kitchen shining and the windows clear. Even the Mistress was pleased. The only thing that often slowed my progress was a tendency for my Master to drool when watching me work. I would often have to return to the area on which he had been observing me and clean the wetness from the floor nearby. Yet he assured me I was doing fine." | 
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| "Finally, very late one night, I felt his breath upon my neck. The night passed slowly and passionately, and Master pleased me as he never had before. But when the dawn came my outfit was gone, leaving me once again naked as the day I arrived. I found a note that said merely, 'Thank you' and 'The Tower'. No one was in the Keep. I immediately left and entered the tower, this time unimpeded. I climbed the stairs to the roof." | 
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