JoS/Henriette/34th Journal - Homeward Road

Midyear, 1st, 4E 203

Rah'jin's mansion is located by the sea, just outside the busiest parts of the harbor, barely within the confines of the city. While it is the headquarters for the local guild, it's not really a place where most of the business is being dealt. It's more like the brains that move the rest of the body. Most importantly, it's the place where the boss gets to enjoy the fruits of his underling's labor along with his inner circle. In that sense, it's not quite a place I expected it to be. Imagine if Mercer was conducting public business from his home in Riften back when he was in charge, and also hosted parties with lots of people. That's essentially what that place is.

He had few servants working for him in his mansion, out of which the first I had to deal with was his personal bodyguard, who served also as one of his "palace guards", as Rah'jin calls them. He was this really tall Khajiit with brown fur with orange hue covering just about the biggest muscles I've ever seen on a cat-person. The man was like a freaking Sabre Cat! Never got a chance to know his name, not that I cared anyway.

Then, I was led to the big boss by his personal maid, who was an Imperial woman in her mid-twenties. Rah'jin was waiting for me in his living room overlooking the Topal Bay. He urged me to sit down for a face to face chat, and signaled his maid to leave us be. I did what was asked of me, and sat on a sofa opposite of him. I guess that wasn't good enough, as he sat down next to me and threw his arm over my shoulder. Confused, I took a glance at him, and he just told me to relax. I reminded him that I was here for business, but he just laughed.

According to him, any girl or a woman with above average looks could've done what I did, as what I did wasn't as much a display of skill as a thief, but rather a display of the effectiveness of my charm. "It may be enough to impress Akhdar, but not Rah'jin." To be honest, I wasn't really sure how to formulate any counter-argument to his analysis, as I agreed with his reasoning. Granted, it would be hard to find another girl as young as me who would be willing to do what I did, but I bit my tounge and kept my opinion to myself, as I wasn't sure if it would've helped my case.

I guess I must've made an impression on him with my looks though. Otherwise he wouldn't have came to me like that. I felt like it would be best for me to not object to anything, so I allowed myself to take a more relaxed posture.

I asked if there would be anything else I could do to prove my worth to him. He kept quiet for a while, just staring me down without any discernable expression on his face. The following chat ensued.

"Khajiit wishes to know why it wants to be a thief."

"For wealth", I said.

"It looks wealthy already", he commented.

I guess he was referring to my clothes, my weapons and my jewelry… I certainly don't look like a noblewoman, but I do put my wealth on display. "Is there such a thing as too wealthy?" I asked him and tossed a smile at him. "I came to Senchal because I know I can make more money here. I guarantee I can also make money for you."

Rah'jin smiled back, and said that there are more than just one way of making money. His claws were softly crazing against my skin, looking to get underneath my shirt on my bare shoulder. He then suggested that maybe I should show to him exactly how I tricked that merchant with my charm, asking how far did I truly go. I didn't hesitate to turn my body towards him and suggest that we'd take it straight to the bedroom then. Little did I know, it would prove to be just the best possible thing I could've asked for in that particular moment.

First thing I did when I stepped into his master bedroom was look around. He was keeping many of his most priced treasures in his bedroom, and I noticed a certain golden treasure, a crown sitting on a pedestal. I just knew that it has to be Barenziah's Crown. There's even the empty slots for all those jewels, as I quickly realized. My only real worry was, would he put a replica on display and hide the real deal somewhere else? He doesn't strike me as a kind of personality that would, but I digress, for now.

I only managed to stare at it for two seconds or so, before Rah'jin stole my attention by grabbing my ass and stealing a tight squeeze with his clawed fingers. He was eager to see me naked, which also reminded me of the task at hand. I couldn't let myself get distracted, even though my goal was right besides me… Sure, I could've just unsheathed my dagger and take it to his neck… It would've probably failed, because he without a doubt far surpasses me in close-quarters combat and wouldn't have let himself be taken by surprise like that.

So, the best I could do was wait for an opportunity and distract him with my body, just like I distracted Galator. Isn't that ironic? He said that any pretty girl could've done what I did with that Bosmer, yet he was letting himself go down the same very path, leading himself to be deceived. Of course, I wasn't going to make him go asleep, no way that would've worked out… Either way, overconfidence on his part, or maybe just lack of intellect. Who really knows anyway?

I warmed myself - and also himself - up by first taking a taste of his cock. Made me think, that was the first time I had ever given a blowjob to a Khajiit. Their members look very different from what men and elves have, but not necessarily in a bad way… I hate to admit, I'm quite fascinated in all kinds of dicks regardless of their color, size, shape, or even host. I must say, his barbs didn't really bother me when they were in my mouth at least. He complimented me on being great at giving head and said I suck so good. I never got to eating his load though, because he was eager to explore my body.

He wasn't that interested in my more child-like features, like my chest, but he sure loved my ass. He gave it to me from behind, and started fucking me hard. And yeah, I don't think I can ever get used to how Khajiiti cocks feel because of those barbs. It's like there's this constant stinging pain accompanied with the actual pleasure, and he made me moan in ways no other man had in a long time. He slapped my butt cheeks and rubbed my clit. I was eager to push back against him at the beginning, but his commanding presence just drained all my strength away, and before I knew, I laid my chest and my elbows against his bedsheets, just taking his cock while he made me climax over and over again. This display made him actually tease and mock me, as he asked me what's wrong, could I not handle the pleasure?

Like fuck, even after he shifted positions and laid down, with me riding his dick with my back against him, he still dictated the pace by tossing my body up and down like a damn doll. I know I'm small and don't weigh a lot, I know any adult man who has even a slightest bit of muscle should be able to manhandle and outpower me, but this position should for all intents and purposes be one where a woman takes the reins. Yet, he grabbing me by my waist just tossed my body up and down, all the way to a squirting orgasm. He simultaneously gave me his thick load of semen, delivered straight into my uterus. We stood still like that for a good while, as I reveled in the afterglow in one of the most satisfying climaxes I'd reached in ages. I don't even care that it fucking hurt, the ache just made it better.

I had more than enough spice left in my body, so I raised my hip to pull away from his member, and he let me escape his clutch. I only did this to turn around though, and to lie my hands on his chest. I was panting, sweating too, but regardless, I decided I should tease him back a little. I begged him for more, and said that there's no way he could be done after cumming just once. He laughed, still lying down, panting a little himself, saying that he just needs a moment to revitalize himself. I leaned forward, with my face ever so closer to him, whispering that I'll gladly breathe some new life into him…

A naughty thought crossed my mind at the sight of a defenseless, naked Khajiit lying underneath me, waiting for me to do my magic. I begun by kissing him, not that I really think Khajiit like kissing the same way us humans do… I've heard they actually don't like it too much when their nose is touched, or maybe they just dislike it because to them it IS like kissing… I caressed his neck too, his mane, rubbed the soft fur behind his ears… And I opened my mouth as wide as I could, took a deep breath, and sunk my teeth into his neck. He took a heavy breath, but although he did resist and try to fend me off, it was already too late for him. I was indeed doing my magic. In his "weakened" state, he was extremely vulnerable for me to take control over his mind.

To think he is delusional enough to think he's some kind of thief god reborn… He fell under a Vampire's spell just like any other ordinary mortal.

I wasn't sure how long my power over him was going to last, but I did instruct him to just stay still and relax, just empty his mind, let me take care of him. I fetched my dagger and took it to his bed, cutting open the sheets and the mattress, taking a good nice long chunk of it to use as a makeshift rope. Anxious that my spell could be broken at any moment, I hastily took his arms and tied them behind his back, and then with some more cloth I tied his mouth and his eyes. I wasn't going to hurt him, or kill him. I may be reckless, but I'm not stupid.

By the time the spell had wore off, he could do nothing to escape the tightly tied wrappings. I did tease him about how I was going to steal his priced treasure though, which he didn't seem too pleased about, based on how he was struggling against my make-shift restraints. Then, I took a long glance at my price, the Crown of Barenziah. Nothing stood between her and my naked self anymore… Except maybe the fact that I was naked… Wasn't going to make my grand escape without my gear.

Truth be told, I didn't really have any of this planned out. How could I have? I had no idea where that bastard was keeping the freaking crown! Besides, there was the small issue of it being daytime, and me being in the middle of what was basically an enemy territory. I escaped through the window to the front yard and after determining that the coast was clear, I tried my best to escape the compound without being seen. Lucky for me, it was much easier than I ever anticipated it being.

All in all, I must say, I was expecting for this burglary to be a little bit more dramatic, not that I mind at all. Pieces all fell in good places, and all that was left was for me to return to Ahkari to signal them to start packing and moving. Her expert eye confirmed that I was indeed holding the real deal, putting any shadows of doubt I might've had in my mind to rest. I wasn't meant to join them on the trip home, at least not at that point, as we promised to meet down the road in Cyrodiil later. Or, at least so I hope we will… They could've gotten into trouble for all I know.

Anyway, they were really surprised at how quickly I got the task done, but it didn't matter. They were ready to leave. Me? I decided to call for help from an old friend I made in the afterlife.

Remember Durnehviir? Yeah, that Dragon who I defeated with my friends in the Soul Cairn. I have only called for his aid once, so I think it's only fair he owes me some more help. Outside the city, I let my voice rip and tear down the walls between the dimensions, and let my old friend return to Tamriel once more. He was surprised to be summoned outside Skyrim, but he didn't mind at all. In fact, a chance of scenery might be what's preferable to him. I asked him, was there any way he could fulfil my selfish request and give me a lift? I was planning on taking a boat to Leyawiin, but you know… Why? Literally why, when you can fly? He was hesitant, but I promised to him, I promised and pleaded that the third time that I would summon him to Tamriel would be for him to just fly free without any commitment to help me. I was able to convince him, thank Sithis for that.

So yeah, that's the second time in my life I've rode on a wings of a Dragon, this time over a sea! By the time those fools at Rah'jin's mansion realized they'd been robbed, I was flying the fuck out from Elsweyr!

And so, that finally brings me to today. I stayed a day in Leyawiin, just treating myself to its scenery and resting, and then spent a night traveling the road northward to Bravil, where I'm right now, waiting for Ahkari. Man, was it a satisfying stroll through a night! Weather was clear, no wind at all, didn't run into any trouble whatsoever, except for one Legionnaire who was awfully worried about a young child wandering a road alone at night. I must also say, those Ayleid ruins I saw on the roads sure are pretty… There aren't many ancient Falmer ruins left in Skyrim, apart from that Forgotten Vale anyway, so having these kinds of ancient relics dot this landscape is a nice shift of pace from what I'm used to. I also walked past what I think was a shrine dedicated to Sheogorath, the Daedric prince of madness. I didn't stop to commune with him though. I'm a little insane in the head, but there's no guarantee he would've responded to me.

The reason for why we decided to travel separately was for the safety of the crown by the way. It's unlikely they would've come for Ahkari and her crew, but if they were stopped for a search in Elsweyr, at least they would've found her caravan without the crown, making sure she wouldn't be suspected for being my accomplice.

The first thing I did when I got to Bravil was go knock on Kanna's door, and I was delighted to see she was still home. She wasn't expecting to see me, but welcomed me in anyway. I asked if I could stay with her for couple of days as I wait for my friend to return from Elsweyr, and promised that I'd make it worth her while. I was expecting to help her with chores, but she's treating me like a freaking princess… She won't let me do any work, she just keeps saying that I'm her honored guest.

I also told her about my little heist… Not sure if I should have? She noticed the crown I had with me, so I kind of had to… I also asked her if she would like to tag along with us to Skyrim since she's headed there eventually anyway, but unfortunately she refused, saying there's still something she has to do here in Bravil. Well, whatever.

That's about everything I have to write about. Depending on how long it takes Ahkari to catch up with me, I might write something tomorrow as well… We'll see!