The training drags on until sunset.
Damn, I'm exhausted...
During these hours, Ayra tried to teach me other Blood Words of level one, but my attempts failed miserably.
I can say for sure that Sasha was a much better instructor than her.
«After all these spells I'm starving...» Ayra murmurs, stretching her arms upward.
Then, she snaps her fingers and...
«A-Ayra... would you mind explaining what's going on?! Why am I completely naked and... chained?!»
I find myself lying on a wooden panel, suspended about a meter above the ground.
My wrists and ankles are bound by chains black as night—as if forged from pure darkness—and I am totally naked.
Well, except for a metal chastity belt, made of the same dark material as the chains.
Ayra, still naked like during the training, sits astride the metallic belt.
«Do you remember what the duties of a familiar are? To fight for me and…?»
She stops, licking her upper lip.
A sadistic smile spreads across her face as she waits for me to finish the phrase.
«...to be your nourishment,» I answer awkwardly. I've watched enough horror movies to know where this is going. «But why am I naked? And what is this metal underwear?!»
«Simple. I can't risk staining my clothes with blood, nor let the familiar of a princess walk around in dirty garments. As for the chastity belt...»
Her face blushes.
«...I-I can't risk getting pregnant because of your chronic perversion!»
«In my defense, anyone in my place wouldn't exactly stay... indifferent with you,» I mutter, embarrassed to death.
And who could blame me?
She's a total bombshell, completely naked, sitting on my dick—even if with metal underwear in between.
It's natural to get a little excited in a situation like this!
The embarrassment on her face disappears instantly, replaced by cold seriousness.
«This will hurt, Lyon. The first time, the lucky ones faint after a few seconds. The others... well, they suffer a pain beyond imagination.»
Her smile twists into a wicked grin, and I glimpse her sharp fangs.
Without hesitation—barely giving me time to grasp her words—she leans over me like a predator on its prey.
Her full breasts press against my chest, her stiff nipples brush my skin.
Her hands—one gripping my neck and the other covering my mouth—hold my head in place, tilted to expose my neck completely.
A situation insanely erotic—damn, this chastity belt is really tight... it's crushing everything down there!
But the excitement vanishes the moment her cold, sharp teeth sink into my flesh.
«An unbearable pain beyond your immagination.»
Ayra's words echo in my head, but they don't even come close to reality.
It's like two burning needles piercing straight through my jugular.
My body convulses with spasms of agony, nailed to the wooden panel, while my muffled screams are crushed under Ayra's unnaturally strong hand sealing my mouth.
Blood gushes from my neck down to my chest, staining Ayra's breasts crimson.
My sight blurs, nausea and dizziness strike me.
It's not just the searing, unbearable pain, but also the overwhelming weakness, as if every drop of energy is being sucked out.
I brush against unconsciousness more than once, but the thought of Ayra—naked, lying on me—and the softness of her breasts keep me clinging on.
The process probably lasts no more than ten seconds, but to me it feels like an eternity.
When Ayra's fangs finally withdraw from my neck and she lifts her hand from my mouth, I unleash the most piercing, gut-wrenching scream I've ever made—so intense it feels like it vibrates through my very bones.
«Your resistance is truly remarkable,» Ayra remarks, visibly satisfied, as she wipes the blood from her lips. «During the bite, my fangs released special anticoagulant toxins to make your blood less viscous and easier to absorb. Unfortunately, these toxins are terribly painful the first time. But I'm sure tomorrow it will hurt less... or at least, I hope so.»
«T-Tomorrow...?» I stammer, still in shock.
«Of course. You humans eat every day, don't you? It's the same for us vampires. And honestly, I must admit your blood is absolutely delicious.»
It all seemed too good to be true.
A few minutes ago, I thought being a familiar would be easy; sure, fighting fierce battles nonstop against other humans wasn't exactly great, but at least it seemed bearable.
Now, knowing I'll have to endure this torture every day... I don't know how long I can last.
With another snap of her fingers, Ayra dissolves the dark chains—along with the chastity belt—into a black mist.
Instinctively, I cover myself with my hands.
«I've been naked in front of you all day, and you're still embarrassed? Humans are really strange...» Ayra grumbles.
She hands me the usual blue uniform, while an elegant black dress forms over her body.
«I hope you enjoyed your first day as a familiar,» Ayra murmurs, with a smile halfway between satisfaction and mockery.
My first day as a familiar... oh God, she's right.
All this happened in just one day... what a mess.
«I think it's time for you to eat something and rest. Tomorrow will be a long day. I'll teleport you to your room—in the dormitory of Lunae Novae. Behave and don't cause trouble for your roommate, or I'll be forced to punish you. Good night, Lyon.»