A most illuminating read

When I woke up, I was alone in the room. “Aiju?” I asked, but there was no response. For a brief moment I considered running away, but then I remembered the commands drilled into my head. I knew that such a poorly thought out attempt was doomed to fail, but this also reminded me of the brochure and I decided to give it a read.

The tournament official was not kidding. There really where hundreds of commands. About half of them seemed to have the function to plug up any potential loophole. A **** was forbidden from injuring his master, or himself(unless such an order was specifically given) The running away section was expansive, and covered even obscure things like. “falling into a boat” or “asking someone for help to escape/killing your master.” As expected there was a command that I feared. Any attempt of resisting your master would result in a strength reduction to that of a five year old girl.(Oddly specific) It didn't look like there was anything that completely prevented resisting though. I suppose some Masters enjoyed a little struggle.

The other half of the commands where, interestingly enough, deeply concerned with the safety of the ****. For example, there was a specification that “Stop, Freeze or anything similar” does not have an effect on your ability to breathe. Similarly “go fuck yourself” does not result in the **** getting a stick and having intercourse with it.

A **** also is allowed to refuse any order that would seriously injure him or put his life in danger. Once, that is. If such an order is given the **** has to remind his Master of the danger. If the Master is still willing to go trough with it, then there is nothing the **** can do.

Curiously, the act of lying itself was not prohibited, only what the rules rather vaguely called “malicious lies”. I suppose that means I can get away with one or two white lies.

Knowing Aiju's almost feral personality, I was very glad for that one.

Aiju didn't seem like a bad person per se. Maybe, if I have a serious talk with her we can come to an arrangement.

Finally, there was one section that made me freeze: Emotional muting routine.

According to this booklet was that not only possible, but already in effect. Safety orders dim certain negative emotions to make a **** easier to handle. Was this the reason why I didn't have a stronger reaction to my enslavement? Was my decision to not even attempt to escape truly my own?

This was frightening.

Luckily, it appeared these orders are counted as non essential, I have to get Aiju to revoke them.

Once I finished my multiple read troughs of the whole booklet, the sun was starting to set. The net these orders have woven really appeared to be airtight. It was even impossible to free a **** if the Master would agree to it. The obedience spell was absolute. Although, I suppose if a Master decided to simply not give any orders anymore, that would pretty much be the same thing.

“I'm back”, came the cheerful voice as Aiju entered the room. “Look food!”, she said while tossing me some kind of baked fish.

It took me this long to realize that I was actually quite hungry and so I gratefully tore into the meal.

Meanwhile Aiju watched me the whole time. It was kinda creepy.

“Uh...” I finally started to break the awkward silence. “Want to watch some magic vision? Today's recap should soon be on.”

“Don't want it.” Aiju said.

“Aren't you curious about your upcoming opponent?”, I asked.

“Don't care.”

“So...what exactly are you planning do with me now?”

Aiju cocked her head. “Mating?”

I feared as much. “Well yes, but surely you have something else in mind right? Do you want me to be your bodyguard, your servant or...”

“We will move back to forest! You will meet sisters! They want to mate too!”

I was not sure if I liked the sound of that. “A-and...they are just like you.”

“Yes! Very similar!” Aiju grinned.

“How many are we talking about?”

“Have six sisters!”

I'm going to die....I'm really going to die having sex.

“Anyway, lets mate!”

Aiju jumped at me laughing.

We where at it for the entire night.