With Fear and Confusion, but you have a plan.

"Y-you!" she stood up suddenly, sending her chair backwards, "Your the one! Who owns our rights!"

"Yes," You respond, trying to make your voice sound as calm as possible, "I'm trying to give you back your rights, Sammy, but I can't just give them to you."

"Why can't you!" she screams.

You stand up quickly and raise your voice "Have you read the new law? the exchange has to be equivalent, I need to get something, for you to get your rights back!"

This was a lie, you could just give this couple back their life, you could renounce the right to take the rights of virgins, but you don't want to; you want this girl, and you want her to be pacified.

Sammy looked exasperated, "What do you want!? Money? I can give you all the money I've got!" she pulls out her wallet and pulls out a stack of cash, "I'll give you anything just give us back what's ours!"

"I didn't mean that kind of exchange..." you calm down, now isn't the time to get ahead of yourself, let her fall into the trap.

"What I'm saying is, if you want, you can get your rights back, but you need to know something about this law."

"Just get to the point." She sighs, betrayed, dejected, almost consigned to her fate.

"If you give yourself up, I can give Alana her rights back, and you your ability to have sex with her," you state, "We just need to make a contract."

You sound like a shitty cartoon Satan trying to fool mortals into giving up their eternal soul but, Sammy was always about saving her loved ones even at her own detriment, so you get the feeling that this might just strike a heartstring.

"I-I can save Alana?" She whispers.

Hook, line, and sinker.

"Yes, Sammy you can." You smile inwardly, "but you need to be able to make the sacrifice."

"If I can save her..." She trailed off, looking deep in thought, "Then what do you need me to do?"

"Let's go to my house and write up a contract..."

Today is gonna be a good day.

You finish writing up a contract on your bedroom computer with Sammy sitting close by on your bed. You've been reading out all the terms of the contract that you wanted, and any that she objected to, you told her that it wasn't enough for both her and Alana to have their full rights back.

"So," You say, "Look like that's it, You want to re-read the terms?"

"Just read them out to me." she sighs.

You start to read aloud:

1. John Doe (Participant) owns the body of Sammy Martinez (Participant) including but not limited to, her Mouth, Anus, and Vagaina up to the point the Contract is voided or is broked.

2. Sammy Martinez (Participant) will obey all commands told to her by John Doe (Participant) including all things Physical, Mental and Sexual, and all others not listed in this Contract.

3. John Doe (Participant) has the right to edit anything in this Contract as long as it has the consent of all Participants named in this Contract.

4. John Doe (Participant) cannot contractually own the sexual rights of Alana Martinez (Observer).

5. The sexual rights of Alana Martinez (Observer) is restored to her.

And that was that, it took you all of 20 minutes to write up this contract including that nice little loophole that you wrote in, you might just have a plan for these girls.

You quickly print out the paper and sign and print in one of the Participant blocks. After staring at the binding paper, you contemplate what you should make her do first as you walk towards Sammy.

“You’re really doing a great thing here, you know.” You say as you sit down next to her.

She stays silent as you hand her the paper and your pen. She quickly signs under the other Participant block and hands you the paper without a fight.