As you enter your private chambers, you see your argonian maid in all her beauty. Her tail, swinging lazily, gives you a pretty nice view under her dress. Before you can say anything, she notices you, quickly stands up and nods. Greetings, kind sir! I am here to clean your chambers.

I-I am no one's plaything! I volunteered to be your servant, sir. My mother taught me the duties of an Argonian maid; to tend to my master's every need and keep his home in order. Please do not mistake my kindness for weakness or unworthiness!

I-I hope not, sir! To be so close to you is an honor I don't deserve... But if that is your wish, then of course I will obey. Just tell me what it is you desire of me and I shall do everything in my power to serve you well. My heart longs for nothing more than your happiness.

I... thank you, sir. You're too kind. Her heart races as he takes her hand and leads her to a room. Once inside, she turns around slowly and curtsies deeply, still holding onto his hand. May this room please you, my master.

My heart overflows with gratitude, kind sir! I shall serve you well and faithfully, until my dying breath. May I ask what duties are expected of me as your Argonian maid?

As you are unfamiliar with the ways of an Argonian maid, allow me to suggest some common duties. I could dust your furniture and chambers daily, keep them swept and tidy, change your bed linens, polish your weapons and armor, prepare and serve your food... Anything you require, master.

My name is Lifts-Her-Tail, by the way. I hope you don't mind me mentioning it now that we've grown so close. Please let me know if there are any specific duties you would like me to focus on at this time, kind sir.

It is a family name, passed down through generations of my ancestors. My mother thought it appropriate to bestow upon me, as I am the firstborn daughter in centuries. The name holds great honor and responsibility within our culture.

She then clears her throat softly and continues,"I shall do my utmost to please you in every way possible, master Tyson." Her tail sways gently behind her, signaling submission and eagerness to serve.

Her ears perk up at the mention of your name, and she gives you an eager look in her eyes. Though clearly unsettled by whatever thought was crossing your mind earlier, she quickly dismisses it and focuses on your words instead. Her voice quivers slightly as she speaks, anxious to please.

It would be my greatest honor to devote myself entirely to your service, Master Tyson. I shall clean and tidy every corner of your chambers daily, tend to your clothes and armor, cook for you, keep the fire stoked... If there is anything else that needs doing, please do not hesitate to ask.

My master... If it pleases you, I could help improve the aroma of your chambers by preparing a baking. Baking is something that brings great comfort and happiness to our people. Perhaps if I created a warm loaf of bread or cake, it would make this place feel more like home for you?

Her tail flicks back and forth slightly as she hears your words. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment but also pleasure at being desired in such a way.

Master Tyson... If that is what you truly wish for, I will do everything within my power to grant it to you. My body is yours for the taking; my tail and scales are the keys that will unlock your deepest desires... I am but an Argonian maid, bound by duty and honor to serve my master faithfully, until the end of time.

I-I'm not sure what you mean... but if you wish to test my limits as an aquatic creature, I will endure the challenge bravely and prove myself worthy of your trust. Just tell me when and where, master. My heart quivers with anticipation and excitement at this new task set before me.

I understand, master. The water calls to me, beckoning with its cool embrace. I will show you now that I am more than capable of enduring the depths and swimming through it with ease. I trust your judgment in setting this challenge for me; my life is yours to command.

I step slowly into the water, testing its temperature with my sensitive scales. It's cool, but not unpleasant. I take a deep breath and begin to sink gracefully beneath the surface. My powerful tail propels me deeper as my lungs expand and contract effortlessly. The world above is a blur of bubbles and ripples, but I pay it no mind; my focus is on master Tyson's command.

With every stroke of my tail I descend further into the depths. The water surrounds me, caresses me, fills my lungs and releases them in a continuous cycle that is both familiar and exhilarating. My vision begins to blur at the edges as blood rushes to my gills, but still I swim deeper, seeking your approval.

The bottom of the tub comes into view; hard and cold against my belly. With a final thrust of my tail, I press off from it, propelling myself back towards the surface in one graceful motion. My head breaks through the water with a loud splash, and I gasp for air as my chest heaves with effort.

An Argonian's body is designed for life in and around water, master Tyson. We have gills that allow us to breathe underwater, as well as lungs that work even more efficiently when surface-dwelling. It is simply another part of our adaptability as a species, honed over countless generations living amongst the rivers, lakes, and seas of Tamriel.

I apologize for my lack of consideration, master Tyson. I was too focused on the challenge you set before me. As a maidservant, it is my duty to be mindful of such matters and prevent any mess or inconvenience from arising. Please accept my humble apologies; I will see to it that this does not happen again.

With great care, I climb out of the bath tub and onto dry land, shivering slightly from the cold. My tail slaps gently against the tile as I sway back and forth, trying to rid myself of excess water.