Antonella increased the pain.
“Don’t you care about him!?” Antonella shouted.
“Not really,” replied Frank. “But I’m interested in how you’re doing that. Did your genie give you some powers?”
“That’s not what we’re discussing.”
“It’s just that minus the Secretary General over there, I count 5 of you. 2 humans, two genies, and you. What are you, exactly?”
“Are you going to give us what we want or not?”
Frank thought for a moment, and then smiled.
“Very well then. Asrah, if you please.” Asrah picked up the bag, and opened it, revealing Sarosa’s lamp. “One lamp, complete with all-powerful slave girl.”
“Cressida, test it,” said Adam.
“Yes Master.” The genie went over to the bag, and picked up the lamp, before immediately dropping it from the pain. “It is…genuine…Master.”
“I don’t know what hurts me more,” said Frank. “That you don’t trust me, or that you’d let that girl burn her hands just to test that mistrust.”
“I was happy to serve my Master,” said Cressida. Christophe then put on some gloves, and picked up Sarosa’s lamp.
“Now then, what about Asrah?” asked Antonella.
“Don’t push it,” said Frank.
“It may interest you to know that we have several hundred million people under our power,” said Antonella. “You will relinquish Asrah to us or these people will experience Hell.”
“And now it comes out. Torturing one man is bad enough, but you’re willing to make millions of people suffer to meet your ends. And you wonder why I want to eliminate your kind.”
“It’s your choice, Mr Johnson. We don’t want to hurt anyone, but we will if we have to.”
“Fine then. Take Asrah. Do treat her well.”
“Better than you ever would.”
Releasing Ban Ki-Moon as they walked, and Asrah holding her lamp with a pair of gloves, the 5 of them left and went to Antonella’s car, getting inside.
“Don’t be afraid, Asrah,” said Antonella. “We’ll treat you better than he did.”
“I am not afraid, Miss Antonella,” said Asrah. “But Master Frank treated me well. Better than one would expect.
Back at the house, Charlie, Daniel and Harry saw Antonella’s car arriving. They went downstairs to meet her, where a large crowd had gathered.
“Antonella, what is happening?” Asked Amélie.
“Who is that girl?” Asked another person in the crowd, pointing to Asrah.
“That’s not important, and please everyone, go back to what you were doing,” said Antonella, before looking at Harry. “I’ve got something for you.” Holding it with a pair of gloves, Antonella pulled out Sarosa’s lamp.
“Is that…” Harry said, and Antonella nodded. Harry took it from her, feeling its warmth in his hands, and he rubbed it. Clouds of dark-blue smoke began pouring out, which formed into Sarosa.
“Master!” She exclaimed, running to hug him. “What’s going on? Where are we?”
“Don’t worry Sarosa, I’m just glad I’ve got you back,” said Harry. “There’s a room in my mind. I wish for you to take us there.”
“Um, yes Master.”
Harry and Sarosa disappeared, leaving the others on their own.
“Alright everyone, I mean it,” said Antonella. “Nothing to see here.” The disappointed crowd dispersed, with only Charlie and Daniel remaining.
“Antonella, what happened?” Asked Daniel. “How did you get Sarosa back?”
“Both of you, we’ll explain everything later, but right now we have a lot to do,” said Antonella. “Please, just go off and enjoy yourselves for now.”
“Fine…”
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In his bedroom, Harry was in the process of suckling on Sarosa’s boobs. She was cradling him in her arms, like a mother held her child as she breastfed him. And that was exactly what was happening here, with warm, sumptuous milk flowing from Sarosa’s nipples and into Harry’s mouth. Harry sucked on her enthusiastically, enjoying his genie’s magically-enhanced taste, while she caressed his back. Eventually Harry stopped sucking, and he just allowed himself to be held in Sarosa’s arms.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
“What for, Master?”
“For everything. For how I’ve always treated you. And everyone.”
“Master, you don’t need to apologise for how you use my magic. I am yours to command as you wish.”
“Sarosa, I used to slap you when you questioned me. You’d drop hints that I should make some wishes to help others, and I’d just laugh at you. I was arrogant, selfish, and basically a dick to everyone. I can’t believe you could be so dismissive.”
“Well…”
“Sarosa, please, tell me what you think of me. Honestly. I wish you would tell me exactly what you think about me.”
“…Very well Master, your wish is my command. I think you’re a perfectly normal person and what you have done with my powers is mostly the sort of things that one would naturally expect a human to do with near-omnipotence. Obviously there are things I think you could have done better. I think you should have wished up some things for your brother. I think you shouldn’t have forced that girl band to film a sex tape and put it on Pornhub.”
“I made sure it wouldn’t wreck their careers!” Harry protested. “Hell, I think it might have helped them out a bit.”
“It also completely embarrassed them. None of them could fathom what had compelled them to buy a bunch of 4K cameras and make a professional sex tape and post it online, complete with actors’ commentary and hilarious outtakes. And what about those guys you turned into two Asian bimbos with tiny IQs? And just generally you’ve been pretty arrogant about your Masterhood. You basically thought of yourself as a God. I just wish you’d been a little more considerate of others.”
“You’re right, and I am sorry for it all. Can you forgive me?”
“I’m basically obliged to. I find it difficult to harbour any negative feelings towards my Master. But if you want to make it up to me you can start by explaining what happened after you sent me away, and where we are now.”
“They tricked me into a room where they chained me up and tried to suffocate and freeze me to death.”
“Oh my God, you poor thing…” Sarosa said, holding him closer.
“Yeah. I was sure I was going to die but then Dan and Charlie managed to trick them into letting me go. So we came here to some place in America. That Antonella lady said it’s some sort of genie sanctuary. Where Masters and genies can freely socialise with one-another.”
“That sounds like a good idea. I’ve never had a lot of opportunities to spend much time with my own kind.”
“Yeah. So if you want to go and explore, I won’t stop you.”
“Why would I do that when my Master needs cuddles?” Sarosa kissed Harry lovingly on his lips.
“Sarosa, please don’t just stay here for me,” said Harry. “Go and enjoy yourself.”
“Master, the best way for me to enjoy myself is by making you happy,” said Sarosa, kissing him again. “So unless you order me not to, I’m going to spend the rest of the day cheering you up.”
Sarosa rolled Harry onto his back, and pinned him down, kissing him passionately but gently. She licked his lips, and rubbed his tummy, causing Harry to shudder. She always knew exactly what to do to him, and he could feel his body relaxing already.
“Do you like that, Master?” she asked him, and he just whimpered and nodded. “Do you wish for me to make you feel good?” Another nod. “Then your wish is my command.”
Often when he made that wish, Sarosa simply gave him a full-body orgasm and left him to writhe in ecstasy for a few hours while she went off to do something else, but this time, she was going to give him every bit of attention possible. She slid her tongue into Harry’s mouth, licking every bit of it with a sensuality only a genie was capable of. With one hand she continued rubbing Harry’s chest, and with the other she grabbed hold of his dick and began stroking it. With a thought, his foreskin was pulled back, and Sarosa rubbed her thumb along the tip of Harry’s penis, causing him to whimper.
“Uh God…Sarosa…” he moaned. Harry had long ago wished for increased sensitivity in all his erogenous zones, which meant that while he was now capable of pleasure beyond normal limits, even small amounts of stimulation like this felt almost painfully good. And Sarosa knew this. 7 months with Harry had taught her exactly where to touch him to garner which reactions. This, combined with millennia of experience, meant that Sarosa could keep Harry on edge for hours if she wanted to. Harry may have been the Master, but right now, Sarosa was in charge.
She didn’t want to drag things out though. She wanted to get him off, so she could move on to other things. While she continued rubbing his tip, she grabbed hold of his length with her other hand and began wanking it hard. Harry grabbed hold of the bedsheets, and groaned and grunted as Sarosa continued with what could be described as “one hell of a handjob”.
“That’s it Master. Feel it. Feel the pleasure. It’s all for you. All for you Master,” Sarosa said.
“Oh God Sarosa. I’m gonna…I’m gonna explode…”
“Do it Master. Cum for me.” Sarosa kissed Harry passionately, and he cried out in pleasure as his cock blasted out enormous quantities of cum onto Sarosa’s boobs and tummy. Even 7 months on, Harry was always shocked by how good it the orgasms felt that Sarosa gave him. When he finally calmed down, Sarosa let go of him, and Harry looked at her. Her entire front was covered in his semen.
“Oh my God…that was…Oh God…” Harry panted.
“Did you enjoy that, Master?”
“Oh my God…” Sarosa just smiled.
“I’ll take that as a yes. But you know, I don’t think I’ve quite granted your wish thoroughly enough. You wished for me to make you feel good, so I’m gonna make you feel REALLY good.”
Before Harry had a chance to object, he let out a cry as he felt Sarosa take his entire cock in her mouth. He could feel the tip of his penis rubbing against her tonsils, and they seemed to wriggle around and contract, as though they themselves were trying to pleasure him. Sarosa started humming various tunes, sending a series of erotic vibrations running down his length. As she did this, she tickled Harry’s balls, and he continued moaning.
“Oh God Sarosa, just suck it!” Harry ordered.
“Your wish is my command,” Sarosa said, her words being muffled by Harry’s cock. She then began bobbing her head up and down vigorously, making sure that every time she brought the tip out to her lips, before ramming it back in all the way. While she was doing this, her tongue ran along his length, licking every millimetre of his penis, as well as his balls.
“Oh God, I….AhhhhhHhhHHHhHhhhHHh…” Harry groaned, having his second orgasm in as many minutes, his load in no way diminished by this. When it was done, Sarosa kissed Harry passionately, before swallowing every drop of his spunk.
“As delicious as ever, Master.”
“Bend over, I wanna plough you.”
“Mmm, with pleasure, Master,” Sarosa grinned.
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