Time to d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-duel!!

"What?!?!" Parisa's face was red as a tomato as she shrieked at you. "You bet your entire time at school in slavery to Harmony?!?" The fact that you couldn't answer her or even look her in the eye just seemed to make her even angrier.

"My question is how you lost so badly, it's almost as if you didn't want to win." Liam crossed his arms in front of you, the faintest trace of amusement on his other wise entirely neutral expression.

"It's not as if she gave me any time or space to prepare," you snapped at Liam, careful to avoid Parisa's glares. "She accepted pretty much as soon as she heard the stakes. The duel also took place pretty much immediately, so I didn't have a chance to even think of a winning strategy." You looked downwards into your lap. "Sorry little buddy."

"Doesn't this violate some anti-slavery law or something?" Parisa sputtered, she was not taking your enslavement very well at all.

"One of the terms was that his service to Harmony would be entirely consensual, which meant that the duel was completely legal." You looked gratefully at Liam for explaining to Parisa what you couldn't.

"Just sounds like slavery with extra steps." Parisa muttered under her breath, but your attention already turned elsewhere as you saw the distinctive pale blonde hair of Harmony as she walks towards your dinner table. She curls her index finger in the distinctive gesture for 'come here' as you rise and excuse yourself from your friends.

"Enjoying yourself Mutt? After your little attempt at freedom I think I'm going to have to tighten your leash a bit." The last part she murmured hotly into your ear as she grabbed you by the collar and pulled you close.

"I'm going with you to every meal from now on." You couldn't help the look of the horror that you gave her as she smirked back at you. "Does the puppy not want to spend more time with his owner? I think that the doggy is getting too frustrated and needs some release." She grabs your cock through your robes and you barely manage to avoid cumming already. Barely.

She then leads you by the collar out of the dining hall to what you assume would be her room. You look backwards and see Liam giving you a sympathetic look while Parisa buried her face in her hands.