JoS/Kanna/6th Journal - Undercover

Hearthfire, 20th, 3E 427

Not too much writing in the past two weeks with me being busy absorbing all the knowledge I could muster from my new seniors. It's mostly just focused to how to handle daggers and swords, as there's no dedicated trainer for arcane arts here. M'raaj-Dar knows some useful spells, but not in the schools I'm good at. Besides, he's not present anyway, so… Yeah…

Apart from that, I've been helping where I can, mostly cleaning and cooking. Everyone here loves my food, or at least they say they do. Sure, I love my own food, but maybe I'm just being biased. Maybe they're being genuine, or maybe they're just being kind. I'm starting to also get interested in Alchemy. I wonder if I could overcome some of my shortcomings in terms of more difficult schools of magic with poisons and such? That would be cool. Could I even be good at that? My sense of smell and taste are great, which translate well into cooking, but does that logic work for Alchemy? Doesn't hurt to try.

For training Conjuration I've had to rely exclusively on books, and I've tried two summon spells already. I can bind a ghost to my will, which isn't anything special. They're amongst the most obedient servants you can summon, but also weak. They can only cast weak spells, which is fine enough. I can see them being useful in some situations. Not much to go in there.

Then, I received a little calling when figuring out what kind of weak, lesser daedra to summon. Dealing with them is much more dangerous, but I thought it might be fun to take that first step regardless of any possible dangers and summoned a Scamp and bound it to my will. They're characterized as small and dumb, but also as vermin, but the one I had the pleasure of summoning is all but dumb. In fact, he was a pesky prankster, and also a pervert to a fault.

This scrawny little pink-skinned, black-eyed, hairy legged bugger with massive rat ears, standing at roughly same height as me, couldn't utter a word, but he seemed excited about being summoned by someone. What did he see in me, I wasn't sure at first. He seemed strangely obedient, did almost anything I asked of him. I got tired of watching him run naked though, so I gave him shorts to wear.

He almost got himself killed when Gogron wanted to slice him in two with a battle axe, only to apologize later dearly to me when I got mad at him for bullying my minion. That little scamp hugged me as a form of thanks, so I've gotten a friend of out him. I decided to name him "Snoopy". If I ever need scamp's services, I'll summon Snoopy.

Of course, if that was the end of that story, it would be awfully boring, now wouldn't it? Being a trickster is in scamp's nature, so of course Snoopy played a prank on me for the high crime of taking a bath. That little bastard took all my clothes and blankets, carrying them away from my room, hiding them all across sanctuary, probably thinking it would be funny. Did any of the members even think about the possibility of questioning what my newly acquired little minion was up to? Nope!

When I finally got out from the bath and figured out what he had done, going to my closet to find even my spares and laundry being hidden from me, he snuck up on me and placed his palms on my chest while joking about how there was nothing to squeeze, all while also dry humping his hip against my butt. I could feel his penis pocking through the clothes, and obviously I got mad at him, scolding him for daring to be such a pervert and for defying his mistress. Of course, now that I had showed vulnerability, he wasn't going to respond to anything I told him to do. In fact, the sight of my naked body just made him want to shag me, and he was not going to stop without trying.

That little bastard put his fingers on top of my crotch and started rubbing me furiously, as I felt a strong rush run up my spine and my entire body. My legs felt weak and I couldn't muster any strength to resist. I tried to punch and push him away, but he took hold of my hands too, and pushed my face inside the open closet. I wondered if I should scream for help? I didn't want to be seen in such an embarrassing position, so I yielded to his will, hoping he would be satisfied after having his bit of fun.

I then realized he had displaced his pants, and that scamp cock was poking me straight between my thighs. He stopped me from uttering a word in response by placing his hand over my mouth, as he took me standing up and stuck that cock of his into me. I never put it besides him to try to do that, but it did shock me a little at the time, not that I could do anything about it. He started thrusting so vigorously from the get-go, probably excited beyond any reason about raping a human. The whole situation just drained my strength away completely, and before I knew it, he pushed me to the ground, still shagging my pussy from behind.

Instead of holding me by my hip or waist, he grabbed onto my wrists and pushed them down while continuing to pump deep into me. What's the most confusing about the whole thing was that any human would've surely cummed by now, but he just continued slapping against my butt. My body just couldn't handle being treated like that, and he unbelievably made me come. Hard. All of it was just further encouragement for him. I mean, his rape victim was feeling pleasure, so he obviously understood that as consent. I wasn't making a convincing argument either to be honest, as I was way past the point of telling him to stop. All I could do was wait for him to be done.

Eventually, he was. I can't believe the first daedra I ever bound to this mortal word nutted inside me. He came so much too, and my pussy was left aching, wet and satisfied, sticky with his white goo. His afterglow allowed me a moment to banish him back to Oblivion to wander the Deadlands, but that didn't change the fact that I was going to need another bath.

As a sidenote, I did summon him later to force him to apologize and warned him to never do it again, unless he wants to be trapped inside a Soul Gem. An idle threat, considering that I lack training in Mysticism, but whatever, he doesn't need to know that. With weapons at my hands, he seemed to take me more seriously. "I can find myself a new Snoopy", I just said while I pointed the dagger at him. "Do as you're told from now on, or you'll regret it". I think he understood that I'm not to be messed with, no matter how weak and defenseless I may seem at times.

Retrieving my clothes was easy enough, as he hadn't gotten them very far. Didn't have to worry about anyone catching me sneaking around naked like some pervert. Snoopy had delivered my panties to Teinaava, which I have to say was a little embarrassing! He joked about me not being able to control my little pet, but also said he's rooting for me to get better. "Not every nine-year-old girl can summon and control a lesser daedra", he said.

Summon, yes. Control? Still debatable. I'll get better, and I think I'll stick to scamps. No way in Oblivion I could handle anything more powerful than that yet.

Anyway, I'm getting tired of not receiving any news, but I have to be patient. Communication between regions can be slow after all.

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