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He took the knife and freed her, while accidentally, almost, touching everything of value. Not much, but just right for me. Her face was rough. But nothing will survive. The spider would have done more to her than that.

«Who are you and why are you groping me?» The cat hissed. Tail sticking up. Her face twisted. She’s really cute. So would zatiskal. But all in good time.

«I am your savior, Mikhail Urnov, future Baron of Belaya Skala Castle. He said as proudly as possible. He puffed out his chest and lifted his nose. She got to her knees. A short blue vest and a short skirt were all she was wearing. Torn in places. Therefore, there were interesting places to see.

«For saving me, I will serve you.» Here’s my vow to you.

«I accept it. «I can use a lady as my servant.» Maybe it will grow together with her.

A bright flash lit up the room. A small chain mark appeared on her neck. What an interesting service magic. It is weaker than the magic of slavery. Whoever serves you with such an oath is loyal to you to the death. You can’t let him go. Although there are also restrictions. You can’t force something that he or she doesn’t want. To sex or murder. But if there was an oath of slavery, then there are no prohibitions. Take it out with all your might.