Sarosa turned around and got on all-fours, wiggling her magical bottom in her Master’s direction. Harry got up on his knees, grabbed hold of Sarosa’s bottom, and rammed himself inside her pussy.
“Oh yes!” Sarosa shouted rather overdramatically. “Give it to me Master! Use me for your pleasure!” Harry didn’t need any encouragement, fucking his girlfriend/genie like his life depended on it. Gone was the fear and sadness of the past few days, and back was the joy at his magical sex life. Harry had fucked many human vaginas over the past few months, but none could quite compare to the vagina belonging to this genie. He wondered if all genies had such perfect genitals, or if it was just Sarosa. Maybe he could find another genie here he could fuck. Maybe he could get Charlie to let him have sex with Afericus.
Harry had yet another orgasm, flooding Sarosa’s pussy with semen. When it was over, his body went limp, and he fell backwards out of her in exhaustion. Sarosa turned around and stroked his tummy as he drifted off.
“That’s it Master, rest…” she said, kissing him softly as he fell asleep.
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In order to allow Asrah to feel more comfortable, it was decided to allow her to spend some time alone with her own kind. To this end, she was with Christophe and Cressida in Antonella’s private living room.
“There we go,” said Cressida. “We’re all alone now. No humans to tell us what to do.”
“That is a rather strange way to look at it,” said Asrah.
“What do you mean?” Asked Christophe.
“Well we are genies. Obeying humans is our purpose for existence.”
“Well yes, but it is always nice to get away from them from time to time,” said Cressida. “And I bet it’s nice to be away from that evil Master hunter.”
“Master Frank was kind to me,” said Asrah. “I did not agree with his goals, but he has shown me nothing but kindness.”
“Why don’t you tell us all about it?” Asked Christophe.
“I…I cannot. Master Frank would be mad with me.”
“Well he’s not here, is he?”
Asrah stayed silent.
“Well…how about you at least tell us how you came to be serving Frank?” Asked Cressida.
“Well…the first thing I knew was my lamp being rubbed and I emerged facing my Master in a strange room. I heard a voice giving him orders, and then he said “I wish for you to obey the UN Council for Supernatural Affairs as though each and every one of them were your Master. Their word is law. From this point on, I wish for you to not obey anything I say. My wishes from here on out are not valid.” I was confused, but I did it. And then Master Frank came in, and said I was to obey him. He said “I wish for you to create a small pocket dimension, with all the air and gravity needed to support human life. I wish for you to teleport this man there, but first, I wish for you to remove all this man’s ability to think. Remove all bodily functions and requirements. He should be brain dead; kept alive only by your magic, and unable to understand or even think about his situation.”
“Oh my God,” said Cressida.
“I see now why he made those wishes. He wanted his whole group to be able to command me equally. And also for them to give themselves immortality.”
After she said this, Antonella, Mary and Adam walked in.
“I like the sound of that,” Antonella said.
“Miss Antonella?” Asked Asrah.
“It’s just that I think I’ve seen a solution here,” she said. “You say that Frank isn’t actually your Master, this other man is?”
“Yes Miss Antonella.”
“Well I was just thinking…you could stop Frank and his group.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well Frank isn’t your Master.”
“But I must obey him as my Master.”
“Yes, but it means he doesn’t have the same restrictions on him that a Master should. Like how he could give himself immortality.”
“Yes, but I’m sorry, I do not see your point.”
“Under normal circumstances a genie cannot use magic on their Master without permission. Except Frank is not your Master. So he is not immune to your magic.”
“I…suppose so.”
“So you could free yourself from his control. Just kill him.”
“Miss Antonella, it is not as easy as that. I am forbidden from using any magic without permission. Nor may I enter my lamp.”
“I see…well that does complicate things.”
“I’ve got an idea,” said Mary. “Asrah, you said you sent your Master to another dimension, correct?”
“Yes Miss Mary.”
“Well then that settles it. One of us goes over there, and euthanises him. That will release all control Frank has over her.”
“Will it work?” Asked Adam. “I mean, there’s no protection on the place, is there? And will it even be possible to kill him?”
“No protection, and while my Master no longer needs food or other such basics, he would not survive the physical destruction of his body.”
“Perfect,” said Antonella. “Well then, looks like I’ve got a job to do.”
“Are you sure about this, Antonella?” Asked Adam.
“It’s the only way.”
Antonella focused, and she was instantly in a small room. The room was completely empty and featureless, aside from a plain chair with a man sat on it. The man was completely unconscious, and didn’t react at all to Antonella.
“I’m sorry for this,” she said. Antonella then raised her hands, and shot beams of energy from them. The man was obliterated, leaving no trace. Her job done, Antonella returned to her house.
“I can feel it,” said Asrah. “My Master is dead.”
“I’m sorry, it had to be done,” said Antonella.
“I understand,” said Asrah. She then looked over at her lamp, which was sat on the table. “I can feel it. The pull of my lamp.”
The group watched as Asrah turned into clouds of light-pink smoke, which were then sucked back into her lamp. Mary picked up the lamp, and offered it to Antonella.
“No!” She shouted, stepping back quickly. “You know that thing could kill me.”
“Sorry, sorry.”
“Send for those 3 we brought in before.”
Daniel, Harry and Charlie were brought into the room, Harry having to be woken up beforehand.
“What’s this about?” Asked Charlie. Adam then picked up the lamp, and offered it to Daniel.
“Me?” He asked.
“We need this genie,” said Antonella. “And you’re the only unbonded human we trust.”
“Do it Dan,” said Charlie. “Having a genie’s great.”
“Well…” Daniel said. It would be nice, he thought. Plus it would mean Charlie and Harry couldn’t push him around anymore. “Alright, I’ll do it.”
“Good,” said Antonella. Daniel took the lamp, and, nervously, he rubbed it. The cold metal began to warm up in his hands, and Asrah emerged in clouds of light-pink smoke.
“Miss Antonella?” She asked. “What is going on?” She then saw Daniel, and bowed her head. “Master! How may I serve you?”
“You can enjoy your genie soon, Daniel,” said Antonella. “For now, we need you to make some wishes for us.”
“What kind?”
“We need you to eliminate Frank and his organisation.”
“Miss Antonella, I’m afraid that is unlikely to work,” Asrah interrupted.
“Why?”
“Although Sir Harry was rescued successfully, they have been able to kill several other Masters and take their lamps. It is likely he will have now taken one of them and replaced me.”
“But how would he have known to do that?” Asked Antonella.
“I…I’m sorry, Miss Antonella. I had no choice.”
“About what?”
“Master Frank would not have allowed me to go unless it benefitted him. He gave me to you so that I could spy on you. Until you killed my Master, I was relaying everything to him. He knew right away what you intended.”
“Oh my God.”
“I’m sorry, but he will have protected everything by now.”
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Author’s Message: As I write this this story has been in moderation for two and a half weeks. The moderation on this site is a fucking shambles.
In hindsight the Tutankhamun scene at the start was a little bit pointless, but I didn’t realise that until after it was written. But hey, it means a 5300-word chapter with 2 sex scenes in it.
I’d write more now but frankly by this point I’ve forgotten most stuff about this chapter. Chapter 8 is in progress and will likely be finished in the next few days.
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