Blue smiles at you in a somewhat friendly manner. It's not the best of smiles. In fact it reminds you of the smile on the face of that blind date your mother stuck you with. [You had about the same lack of enthusiasm, but your mothers had pushed you together and all you could do was suffer and make the best of it. Actually the evening turned out rather well, but only because you agreed to ditch each other and go cruising.] Possibly Blue is thinking the same sort of thoughts. For some reason, she has to play nice with you no matter what she thinks of the situation.
"Glad to see you are awake ... m...Master." Blue greets you. "I am Failiel, now your slave. I suppose I should explain some things to you..." That sounds like a good idea to you. You have a host of questions all of a sudden, tho you are afraid to ask some of them. [For example, if you asked, "why are you still naked?", she might get dressed.]
"A principle of magic is 'in weakness, there is strength.' You don't need to know much about it, but it means that by having a particular weakness, the magician becomes far more powerful. Thus all those fairy tales where the wizard has hidden his heart outside his body. He laughs at all threats, until this pitiful hero finds his heart and easily kills him.
"There are many variations on this idea. The sorcerer can become very powerful, invulnerable to attacks or whatever. But there is a secret weakness by which the magician can be brought low. And the greater the power the magician gains, the more that secret tries to become fact.
"Being a clever lass, I thought I had thought of a secret weakness that could not be discovered. Had I been wise, I would have realized that other clever mages must have thought of the idea, but I was too greedy for the power and so ignored the chance the secret would expose itself, Which it did.
"Now I must pay the penalty I had set for my failure. I am your love and vore slave. You may do what you want with me ... well, maybe not anything you like, but certainly a great many things you will enjoy greatly."
"You will do whatever I want? When you get the repeat affirmation of that, your first request is "How about getting me down from this wall?"
Blue colors from embarrassment, "Of course, right away." Suddenly you feel the rope loosen and you suddenly have a nasty thought...
"Gently! Gently!" Your free fall comes to a sudden halt with your head maybe an inch from the floor. Then you fall the rest of the way like a feather.
"I am sorry, Master, but this compulsion to obey you is too new to me. I'm so eager to obey that I am having trouble delaying until I realize how you want me to obey.
"All's well that ends well." you respond as you get to your feet. "So Failiel, what sort of orders won't you obey?"
"Well, I'm not too sure. I'll just know them if they come up. Now one I do know is that you are not able to free me. No matter what you say or do, I will return to you, ready for new orders. I will do my best to serve you as best... I ... can." There is suddenly a look of fright on Failiel's face. "Master! You mentioned something about a test. Was that for ABA membership?" When you confirm that, Failiel continues "And w...when did you start that test?" Odd that she has a look of dread, but you just name the hour. "Oh Master, I am so sorry, we must rush right away to ABA. They only give you 24 hours to pass the test, and well above 23 have passed."