Chapter 4

In the mercenary hideout, the breton, Barbara, had her hands tied behind her back once more as she was dragged across the cavern's massive dark pool by the argonian female mercenary, Sweet-Tongue, swimming to join the yellow-scaled argonian female, Gold-Tongue, who sat on the other end of the pool.

All three women were bathing nude in the pool, while the two arognian women were washing the breton female. After all, they needed to keep their prisoner clean, removing dirt that would ruin her beauty before turning her in to those who sought to capture her and the nobles of her house for both their traitor, and the information they carried. The arognians were happy to do so.

The argonians had their scaled-hands snaking over and around Barbara's pale smooth skin, Sweet-Tongue washing her in the front, while Gold-Tongue was doing the same in the back, as well as washing the human's lovely blonde hair.

"Does that feel good?" asked the yellow argonian.

"Yes," Barbara had to say, not wanting to get on their bad side.

The breton female suddenly felt Sweet-Tongue's hand reaching down between her, and she reacted by buckling her knees, earning a wicked chuckle from the green argonian woman despite her hand being trapped.

"My, how sensitive you are," she said, grinning wickedly. "Don't be afraid, I won't bite."

Sweet-Tongue wouldn't, but her friend on the other hand surprised Barbara when the breton suddenly staggered with a gasp of pain when the yellow argonian gently bit her ear from behind, followed by a swirl lick of the reptilian tongue, and then nibbling, making Barbara's moaning echo throughout the cavern.

Fortunately, the argonian women were forced to stop their wicked fun as soon as they heard the sounds of blades clashing, and realized that a fight was going on, meaning there was an intruder in their hideout.

It was Ja'Vargo who has infiltrated the mercenary hideout. Donned in his steel armor, and equipped with his steel greatsword, he clashed with the scimitars of the khajiit women, Marassi, and Jarassi.

The female twins fought gracefully, yet dirty, using a fighting style that was like an exotic dance that could distract Ja'Vargo, only for the male to feel pain from their sudden aggressive slashes piercing his armor, while their kicks beat his lower body up to his belly. They were taking turns switching between who does dance and who does dirty, and even after the male khajiit manages to land blows that knocked them with his fist, if not would them with his sword, they didn't hesitate to get up and fight some more.

Still, even with all the pressure they were putting on him, Ja'Vargo still emerged victorious once he slashed each of them with his own blade. Of course, the fight left him aching in pain after he continued to venture deep into the cavern. That's when he saw her sitting alone on the other of the large pool he stood over. The breton woman he once loved, and now finally found. She quickly noticed him.

"Ja'Vargo!?" she called.

"Barbara!" he answered happily, removing his armor, leaving himself bare chested before jumping in to swim after her, so that he wouldn't sink below the surface.

"No, don't come!" she tried warn him.

But it was too late. By the time the khajiit male was already in the pool and swimming near the middle of it, the argonian women, Sweet-Tongue and Gold-Tongue, suddenly leaped out from beneath the dark water's calm surface, each with a dagger in hand, before their double pounce dragged Ja'Vargo beneath the dark water with them, where they wrestled the feline man while trying to stab him to death.

Because the water was so dark, Barbara could not make out what was happening, but she feared the worst. Argonians are known to be amphibian, able to breath underwater indefinitely, meaning the breton's old lover was at the mercy of the argonian women, especially since they were armed, and they were two against one.

After a while, the waters turned calm again, and Barbara looked in horror, afraid of who was going to emerged. However, it was Ja'Vargo who emerged, alone, with a dagger in hand, but also a chest full of various cuts.

He approached the breton, and untied the ropes that restrained her hands behind her back, and the two immediately embraced each other, before the khajiit fell down in exhaustion, only to rest in the smooth pale arms of his former beloved. It was finally a moment of happiness between the two.

Meanwhile, back in the castle, M'Perissi entered the castle living room, and there she saw Jena sitting barefoot on the couch, reading a letter. She was a beautiful young, sweet, slim, fully-bosomed imperial woman, somewhere between eighteen to twenty-two years, with fair-complexioned skin and brown pig-tailed hair, who served as the caretaker for M'Perissi and Ja'Vargo's children. The imperial girl soon noticed her khajiit mistress upon her entry.

"Lady M'Perissi!" she panicked slightly.

'Yes," said the khajiit female.

"Hello," the human tried to greet properly.

"Hello," the khajiit sighed as she sat on the same couch.

"What are you doing home so early?" asked Jena.

"The party was boring," M'Perissi explained. "I was thinking of staying longer, but, I figured that maybe I should come and see what exciting thing I can do back here."

"Oh, well I guess I should be leaving then," said Jena.

"No, no, no, absolutely not," M'Perissi insisted, "relax, make yourself at home."

The young imperial was a bit surprised. "Really?"

"I could really use the company right now," said the khajiit mistress.

"Really?"

"Yes, how did everything go with the children tonight?" the khajiit asked.

"It went really good, they went down super easy," said the young caretaker. "I hope you don't mind me lightening the fire, it was really cold."

M'Perissi smiled. "Oh, are you kidding? That is actually my favorite thing in the whole world. This is actually my favorite room. It's perfect. I want to see what you're reading. there, I'm really curious, you look like your completely enthralled."

Jena turned shy for a bit. "Well, you know how it goes, you're just getting in your own world."

"I do. What does the letter say?"

"Just a reminder me that I'm to go camping with some friends," said Jena. "It will a lot of fun; we will actually drink a little bit."

Still smiling, M'Perissi widened her eyes a bit at the young woman, feeling a little surprised. "Hmm, you drink?"

Jena got a bit shy again. "Well, it was only because some other people brought some, you know?"

"I thought you were a good girl," said the khajiit mistress, caressing the young human's hair back.

"Well, sometimes,"

"Yes, sometimes?"

"You're really nice, my lady," said Jena, feeling a little shyer from having her hair caressed.

"Well thank you, so are you," the khajiit accepted, gently playing with the pig-tails.

"So, um, where is Lord Ja'Vargo?"

M'Perissi had her left hand touching the caretaker's back, while her right touching the shoulder, feeling the well-fitted dress. "Oh, he is out on an adventure, after receiving an urgent letter." They both chuckled. "He is not going to back for a while, come on, sit back, relax."

"Ok," Jena said without hesitation, leaning back next to her mistress.

Meanwhile the khajiit woman right hand was checking the human female's dress. "Hmm, that is a lovely dress, I like your dress a lot."

"Ah, thank you,"

"It fits really nice,"

"Thanks," Jena smiled sheepishly.

"Hmm, good," the khajiit said more quietly, and flirty, before moving the young imperial's front hair back, and looking in each other's eyes. "Come here, let me look at your beautiful eyes, oh, I have never noticed how green they were before."

"Oh wow," Jena whispered, feeling excited and speechless as her mistress locked her eyes.

"You're really beautiful," the khajiit said softly, caressing Jena's face, followed by a flirty chuckle.

"Yeah you're really pretty too," Jena softly replied.

"Really, thank you," said M'Perissi, rubbing her clawed finger on one of the caretaker's breast. "Do you mind if I kiss you?"

"Um," Jena tried to speak, now that she was in full shyness and excitement, until her mistress's flirty chuckle enticed her. Um, no."

"Hmm, you smell so good." The khajiit whispered and added, enticing the girl more, luring her face near with eyes closed and mouth slowly opening, allowing the khajiit's tongue to slip inside before lips were pressed. Once the lips parted for a second, they kissed again with slightly more effort. "Oh. Have you ever done this before?" she asked, letting her hand crawl through the girl's hair while they were cuddled.

"Um, I experimented with some friends, but nothing really. Can you tell?"

"Hmm, no," M'Perissi whispered, drawing the Jena with her hands into another kiss with even more effort. Once they parted lips again, the khajiit was leading the human to the next step. "Hmm, look at me, look at me, yes good. Loose your tongue."

The caretaker did so willingly, allowing her mistress to press deeper, and entice the imperial more.

The mistress was then on her kneels at the couch, looking her servant, one hand snaking the smooth-skin cheek, while the other sneaking down her torso. "Yeah, look at me," she whispered, before locking the girl in a deep kiss. Then M'Perissi used her claws to strip Jena's dress, leaving her in her undergarments. "You're so beautiful."

"Thank you," Jena quickly replied before the kissing continued.

"I love your hair."

"Thank you."

"Your cute," M'Perissi whispered, kissing deeper again. The she sat back and pulled the human girl on top of her. "Kiss me," she said, and they did. "Hmm, come here," she said, pulling the girl closer on top so the khajiit could hungrily lick and suck the fair smooth-skin breasts that were full bosomed. "Lay here baby girl," she said, laying the young female down with her back on the couch, before stripping her topless and grabbing her chest to lick and suck down on both breast and smooth-skin. "Your breasts are so beautiful."

"Yes, I have always thought you were pretty," the young human finally admitted, as her mistress was having her way with her body.

Afterwards, M'Perissi stripped herself of her own dress and undergarments before pressing down on the human for more pleasure. After a while, when both women were fully nude, the khajiit sat on top of the human girl so that the servant could lick her, while the mistress would do the same to her but more hungrily. That night was amazing.