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It has been an hour and Lammy's condition have not improved, although she is occasionally able to focus on me, like now. It's hard to tell as she got creepy eyes, with a much too large dark iris around the black pupil, fading out to a black sclera. Overall she looks pretty gone, but she doesn't seem to instinctively respond to 'Lammy' so I really doubt that is her name. She mumbles something and I lean a bit closer to hear. It might be the classic trick, but she is still tied, although the blanket cover her body. It is just my anxiety of what another person here can do, and her tongue looks weird and long.

"Need blood. In mouth. Dying."

What? Lammy looks at me through dull eyes and repeat it. She literally need blood? Well, she is an Alien, and sure doesn't look like a vegetarian. Shit. I tell Reiley to fetch that green healing ointment, and I just hope it will work on me. This is going to suck. I hope she isn't lying about the blood, or meant something else. For all I know my blood might be poisonous or infectious to her, but so might anyone else's blood. At least I look physically closest to her. Not that that means much. As Reiley return I take a deep breath and steel myself, and with my knife I make a shallow cut on the backside of my left hand by the pinky finger, making sure I'm not close to the visible vein or cutting towards it. The pain quickly subside, and blood flow. I adjust Lammy's limp head and tell Koru to hold her head down as I drip a bit of blood in Lammy's mouth. There is no reaction, but I let it drip. Soon Lammy's tongue starts to lick up the blood and she makes vague movements like she really wants it, and I squeeze to increase flow. I'm a bit worried that Lammy is some kind of Vampire, as she sort of have that look and wings, so I don't put my hand in her mouth, and that tongue looks weird and is far too long and dexterous. She don't seem to really have fangs but I don't want to risk it and her saliva is an unknown thing, and I have seen Kima's fold out fangs. I try to keep the blood flowing as I don't want to make a new or bigger cut. Lammy slowly blink her eyes and I see them lazily focus on me.

"Water?"

Lammy's response is a weak mumbled: "No."

We look at each other as I continue to drip blood into her mouth, and she keep swallowing it. Eventually the blood have stopped flowing and I can't squeeze out more, so I smear a bit of ointment on the wound. Shit! That really stings! But it soon dulls away and I can't feel a thing. Hope that ointment isn't dangerous for me. Hopefully that quite tiny amount of blood will be enough, and not kill her. I just wait, and so do the others. Queral comes with breakfast and water to drink, and Bokyli take Koru's place so Koru can try to sleep, while Kima just say she is my guardian mistress, with the meaning she will stay and protect me. I would like to sleep, but that is not an option, and I still here those warning 'boops'. Slowly Lammy get a bit of vitality and focus back, which makes me uncomfortable as she mainly just looks at me. I have no idea what she is thinking, but happy thoughts and warm fluffy feelings seem unlikely. I have no idea how I will continue the interrogation, so maybe it is time for a bit of being the friendly guy that doesn't want to do this? But she is forcing us with her actions and lies?

"Do you want some water?"

"Yes." There is a long pause as Lammy just half dazed and weakly look at me as I have her sip water. We have to sterilize this water bottle before anyone else us it. Just to be sure.

"Why did you give me your blood?"

Shit. Oh well. "Because you mumbled that you were dying and needed my blood."

Lammy makes a weak smile and just looks at me for a while before asking: "Are you a male?"

"Yes."

"Does your species have a season for procreation?"

"What!? Uuhh, no?"

"I have swallowed your blood. Let me swallow your seed too. I will be yours."

What? What?! Lammy make a weak sigh and relax. Is she serious?!

"You want me to ... ejaculate in your mouth?"

"Yes. I will be yours."

Okay, this is not the direction I thought this would go.

"What will that mean for me, and you?"

"I will be dependant on you to live."

"Dependant how?"

"I need to taste your blood and seed at least once every week. Or I will die."

Shit. How the hell did this happen?! And I have a very bad feeling. About the situation and Lammy. She neither look nor behave like an angel. Not that I would trust an angel.

"Are you religious? Do you believe in Gods or Spirits?"

"I know there are powerful asshole beings with power over our lives."

"You know, us powerful asshole beings with power over your life wants to be praised and feel important. That a lowly person like you know your place and bow before us. I want to hear you call on the Mighty Spirits to hear you, and swear that you will serve me and follow my orders, or that you should be punished with death. As you know I can be a creative asshole."

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"Takes an asshole to know an asshole, eh?"

"Something like that. Swear that, and I will grace you mouth with my seed, and I will give you life. My name is Arne Svensson."

"Mighty Spirits, hear me! I swear to serve Arne Svensson and follow his orders, or I shall be punish with death! Done. So ..."

Lammy's eyes fly open and she just look at me in shock as the voice in my head announce:

"Seyrla Ophalm have pledged her life in your service, and her life is now bound by her oath."

I feel the wicked smile on my face growing. Seyrla Ophalm didn't know about oaths.

"Seyrla Ophalm, your life and service is now mine. Once an order is given, it doesn't matter if I am alive or dead, but only if I start a sentence with 'Seyrla, I order you' is the following an oath bound order to you. Seyrla, I order you, that you need my expressed order to severly wound me or my companions here that are; Reiley; Bokyli; Xuela; Koru; Vekalie; Kima; Queral; Nilma. Seyrla, I order you, to not deliberately steal or damage mine or the previously mentioned peoples belongings. Seyrla, I order you to not oath bound other people, and not divulge information on how to oath bound, without an order from me allowing you too."

Seyrla still just look at me. I guess she is furious, but to weak to act on it. Or it is shock. And I can just imagine her thoughts. I would be furious, but I didn't trick her just because I could.

"Were you thinking about locking me up? Maybe with some limbs chopped off, branded and getting flayed? You only need me for my blood and seed. I can order you to tell me."

Yeah, that looks like fury, hate and loathing in Seyrla's eyes and voice as she replies: "Yes."

I thought that was a possibility, and she sounded like she really meant all those horrible things she said she would do. My companions are not happy over that reply or what that probably mean for Seyrla's camp. Well, time for questions later, and there is that last step, and I better do it before she die, as I said I would. I send the others out, and use my hand. This is weird and uncomfortable. Ironically, I've never had fantasies like this, but seeing naked furious Seyrla lying bound and completely helpless yet still eagerly waiting to swallow, frankly help. Still, even with the oath I make sure to hold her head and stay away as I shoot into her waiting wide open mouth. Her tongue make sure to get it all, and almost manage to reach my dick. To stay far away from that tongue, I wipe off on her soft squishy breast and she really shudders from the touch, and clench her yaw. Guess she isn't completely over those flowers yet. As I release her head, she still manage too lick it up too with a low content moan. Then I just sit there on a stool and look at Seyrla, as she relax after saying 'no' to more water. The others comes back in, and time pass. The good news is that oath bounding Seyrla made the 'boop' sound stop, so if I hear it now, I know there is another unknown chosen close by. Yes! For both reasons. I will be able to sleep! I really want to go to bed.

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After half an hour Seyrla seems to have regained even more vitality but is still weak and fatigued. I won't trust that she actually is.

"Are you going to untie me?"

"Not yet. I'm still wondering if I should give you more orders, or if I'm willing to risk it. You have proven to be an inventive lying asshole even under a bit of torture. Since that oath will kill you, I don't want to give you too open orders that might kill you when it is funny for the damn alien bastards. We are after all their playthings they ripped from our lives and placed here. I could just give you a slave order, but I don't like that concept, and I hope you will appreciate that I don't. Hell, I don't like that oaths like that are possible."

"Neither do I." That is understandable, but it have increased her odds of living. We have a quiet moment before Seyrla continue: "How did you know that would work?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"Because I can't use it or tell anyone else?"

Yeah, I'm not falling for her fake innocent and seductive tone.

"What name do you prefer I call you by?"

"You can call me anything you like, but Seyrla is my name."

"Seyrla, I order you, that unless I annul this order, you have to have a conversation with me no more than 8 days apart." Seyrla grimace and it's obvious that she tries to calm down the raging fury she feel inside, before she gives me a pleasant seductive smile. Not buying it. Seyrla really didn't like that order. "Planning to leave? I thought you needed my blood and seed. So, want to tell me about your previous life and culture? Why you needed my blood and seed? What you call your camp? Fill out the details a bit?"

"Not really, but it's mostly out of spite. I misjudged you as weak and stupid. But I should have remembered you weren't fooled and just acted like it until you trapped me with my own lies. Then you lured me to say that oath. You could have just used force, torture or threats to make me say that, but that is not your way now is it? You don't use violence, a whip or a flail to get your way. Still, you got them to strip me naked and tied up exposed like that. You played with my body while I was under the flowers influence. You want me as your plaything and to feel power over me, but you don't want to admit your dark desires and wicked dreams. Here I am; defenceless, naked and tied up, and it made it easier for you to give me your seed."

"If I want to have sex with you, I can just order you."

"You can order me to do anything you desire. To do the filthiest, vilest and most humiliating and depraved things imaginable with just a few words. You've made me underestimate you several times. That, I like. Master."

Seyrla have a wicked smile as she gracefully adjust her body so the blanket slides off. Seductively she spread her knees as she looks at me and expose herself towards me. I can see her somewhat human looking vagina glistering, and the wetness on her legs from when she was under the influence. It's not like I used my hand to wash her off there. There is mind games going on, and Seyrla is not a nice innocent girl. Her mind seems to be a dark place, and I bet she likes it that way. Seyrla rolls around on her stomach, and slowly push her butt in the air as she pulls he knees underneath her, and use the rope her wrists are tied to her ankles with, to spread her butt cheeks towards me as she wiggles her butt. Yeah, she is a naughty temptress that sees sex as a weapon, and her wings, face and horns gives her a Succubus vibe. And she is looking at Reiley and smiling. Feck. Seyrla absolutely understand I'm in a relationship with Reiley. Shit just got even more complicated, and I need to figure out if I have to give her more standing orders. Seyrla seems to be the type that gleefully cause trouble and mayhem, just because she can, and I assume she want revenge on me, and that the mind games will continue. But, Seyrla look healthier and is moving, so time to start asking her questions again, and I might have to use carefully worded orders. I noticed how Seyrla managed to completely avoid my questions and change topic from her previous life and culture, the blood and seed and so on.

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