Chapter 8: Emily's oath
A month passed; Emily's new mana veins were developing slowly. Too slowly for Corantin's wishes, while the aphrodisiac kept Emily constantly aroused. With an incomplete bond, the mana they generated with their bi-daily sessions was too little. Normally, Corantin's could have slept with another slave get more lewd mana that way and pushed it into her, but that was not possible for now. His father had warned him that the first bond was the longest to establish. But while the young man understood this. He still wished to make Emily completely his at the estate altar; despite what he said to the woman. Moreover, he could not stand to wait another year until he owned her entirely.
Emily's had proven to be an excellent masochist in their many sessions in the BDSM room. Corantin took solace in the fact that his "eyes" had not failed him. Even before entering the academy, he had gained one of the family's abilities. Master eyes, he could use his eyes to see an aura around any woman. This aura could normally allow him to learn various things about women he looked at. However, the initial stage only allowed him to see a woman potential and her affinity for masochism. This is how he noticed Emily's in the crowd of women, when he activated his master eyes she shined in a deep orange aura, the highest he ever saw. But it was when he deactivated his eyes that he was captivated by her beauty, and he decided she would be his no matter what.
Summer was now ending, Corantin had desperately poured as much lewd mana as possible into her. Unfortunately, his efforts were to no avail. He was now sulking, seated in the usual carriage. Emily, meanwhile, was on her knees giving him a boobjob hoping to cheer him up. They were moving at a slower speed than before, because of all the additonal weight from the extras luggage they had packed. First, more aphrodisiac potions to complete Emily's development; second, a few boxes full of bondage gear and tools.
Other than that, the trip was once again uneventful. For as much as the central nobles loved scoffing at the southern families, the south was the origin point of Viclardie. The current capital, Ferndur, was only a small commercial town in king Viclard days, dealing mostly in steel forged in the city. As the kingdom expended North, a descendant of king Viclard chose to move the capital towards a central location. As a major city strategically located by the Vifargent river led to him chose Ferndur as the new capital. Still, many of the militaristic families stayed in the Southern regions. As a result, the Southern countryside was, even years later, safer than the central plains where the capital was located. And as they approached the capital, the only would-be troublemakers they saw had already been caught. This was the weeding season for the courtier families. They had to keep appearance and ensure the safety of the tax collectors that would soon roam their lands.
Days later, after another crawl through the city streets, they finally reached the academy. When the pair's luggage was all stored, Emily suddenly darted to the bathroom. She took a long time inside, so long Corantin wondered if he should check on her. As he was about to enter the bathroom, Emily opened the door, but one thing was different; she had traded her usual maid dress for a bondage outfit. Reaching the bed, she got on her knees and groveled.
"Please, master, use this lowly maid to cheer yourself up," she said reverently.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Corantin felt his cock harden. For the last two weeks, he had lacked motivation. He had seldom fucked Emily, their tryst limited to the service she gave him. Overall, he did not have enough sex and felt thirsty.
"Master, don't worry, I already had a ceremony at the family's altar. I don't need to declare my oath there," she added trying to entice her master. I want it. I want to become his entirely. I want to swear complete submission to my master.
Hearing Emily's heartfelt declaration, Corantin could not hold his lust anymore. He grabbed Emily and slammed her on the bed. He then took one of the many straps attached to her suit and proceeded to bind her completely ready to ravage her like he never did before.
