I open the book's first volume, perusing the scene that Kasia has earmarked and seems to have read enough to have worn out some of the ink on the pages, piquing my interest in the kind of scenes she's been imagining.
[ACT IV, SCENE III, CONTINUED]
[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.]
[END OF ACT IV, SCENE III]
"Pfft! I forgot that's what passes for smut in this world! Hahaha! I'd probably make a killing just being an author in this place…" I laugh at the absurdity of the book before that idea settles in my head.
"I mean… It couldn't be too hard to write something better than that, right? Especially with all the porn I used to watch and all the sex I'm having now…" I say, starting to consider the matter seriously.
It's then I hear the hatch to the basement open up, and I quickly put the smut away as Kasia descends the ladder.
I'm able to get a decent peek up her skirt, but her roughspun panties clash so much with her maid's outfit that it's kind of disappointing… Though, now I think I understand where the origin of her fascination with maids comes from.
"Sorry I took so long." Kasia says, coming back to the table we were working at.
"Don't worry, we only have a few pamphlets left to finish." I assure her.
"Good, let's get started." Kasia says with determination as we get to work.
It takes us about another 40 minutes or so, but we finish getting the last pamphlet done as Kasia rubs her neck with a sigh.
"Whew, finally, we're done. I'm exhausted." Kasia sighs, rubbing her stiff neck, giving me an idea.
I stand up behind her before placing my hands on her shoulders, making her jump slightly in surprise.
"Eep! W-what're you doing?!" Kasia exclaims in shock, turning her head to look back at me.
"You worked really hard tonight. Look how stiff your neck is… I just wanted to do something to help you feel better…" I reassure her by gently massaging her shoulders, causing her to relax slightly.
"O-oh… Okay…T-thank you… But I r-really wouldn't w-want to… T-trouble you..." Despite still trying to protest, Kasia thanks me, but as I apply slightly more pressure between her shoulder blades, her protests die down to little more than a mumble.
"It's no trouble at all; it's my pleasure, Kasia." I reassure her before running my fingers along her collarbones, then returning to massage her shoulders.
"Mmmm… O-okay… I a~ah~preciate… Mmmm… You do~oo~ing this…" Kasia tries to express between pleasureful moans as her eyes start to draw close.
"Shhh… Just focus on relaxing. You work so hard every day and every night. It's about time I show my appreciation for you, don't you think?" I tell her in a soothing voice as I work my hands down her back, lightly leaning her forward onto the table to get a better angle at the tension in her back.
"Mmmm… Wha~ah~tever you wa~ah~nt…" Kasia says as she rests her chest and head on the table.
"Careful what you promise… Dumpling…" I say with a smile as I begin kneading her lower back.
"W-wait… W-what did yo~ooh~u say?" Kasia asks, slightly lifting her head from the table to look at me with slight confusion.
"Just that you should probably lay down on the table if you want a better massage experience." I tell her as I take my hands off of her, and a dissatisfied frown spreads across her lips.
"If… If you say so… But the pamphlets…" Kasia agrees but looks at the work we had spent the last two hours completing.
"I can move it. Just focus on getting comfortable." I tell her as I move everything on the table to another shelf in the room, where I stumble upon a small flask of cooking oil, and I get another idea.
"Kasia, it looks like there's some oil back here that would be great for a massage… But I'd hate to ruin the lovely clothes that you're wearing, do you mind taking them off?" I ask her with my back still turned, carefully using a tiny bit of flame magic to warm the container until it is just a little above my body temperature, checking with my finger.
"T-take off my clothes?! A-all of them?…" Kasia asks nervously.
"Of course, you can leave your underwear on, I'll just have to be extra careful not to get them dirty. If it makes you feel more comfortable, I'll be shirtless, so I don't get my clothes dirty either." I reassure her, still with my back to her, as I set the oil down and slowly strip off my shirt, flexing my back and shoulder muscles as I do.
"O-okay… D-don't peek…" Kasia murmurs as I hear the rustling of clothes.
"Don't worry, I wouldn't dream of it." I say, trying really hard not to cross my fingers behind my back since my back is to her.
"Really?" Kasia asks, almost sounding crestfallen, "I'm done… You can… Turn around."
I turn around as instructed to find Kasia only left in her panties as she hides her nipples with her hands; her boobs are noticeably more substantial than M'rissi's but still smaller than Sophia's. A deep flush is spread across her face as she refuses to look me in the eyes, but I notice she can't help peaking at my chest, making her flush an even deeper shade of red.