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Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 00

By: BarbarianLover



Prologue

John was happy to be finally moving out of the shit hole he'd been calling home for the past 4 years, while he'd made the best of a bad situation the single room in a house-share in the small market town in Buckinghamshire had long since gotten too small for his personality. His books and music had piled up and piled up until he could barely move, his geek side had pulled him to constantly learn more and his love of music stretched back to when he was 9 years old and first picked up an Iron Maiden CD in a music shop.

He was a decent enough looking guy, nothing AMAZING, he had the remnants of a beer gut, he had noticeable biceps and when he wore shorts he had big lower legs too, the result of a lot of hiking, he was 5'11', long blonde hair (well he was still a metalhead, that was sort of obligatory), but he'd never had much self-confidence (mainly due to having only recently got into any sort shape, at 25 he was looking OK but dial back the clock 10 years and he was 16 stone, 44 inch waistline and one of the least fit boys at his school) and as a result his dating history had been extremely limited.

Never the less he'd kept going, imagining the perfect girl would come along eventually and in the mean time he'd busied himself with work outs, reading books on symbology, Egyptian hieroglyphs, history, military, science, engineering, philosophy, religion, sociology and psychology. He'd immersed himself in music, not just heavy metal but classical too and to a limited extent trance/ house music.

He'd decked out his room with some huge speakers and plenty of gothic ornaments and usually had some incense going. As a result he was quite a deep guy, but always the lack of female attention gnawed at him and every once in a while he'd realize just how lonely he was.

But the boy had done good recently, picked up more regular paid work while he finally put pen to paper and started writing some of the novels that had been gestating in his imagination for a while now. With a couple of those novels selling in decent quantities he'd gotten enough money together to afford a decent house for himself.

He wasn't moving too far but the town of Windsor was much more up-market than his previous place of residence and it was a much more lively place with a huge castle in the middle of it, John being a history lover had been especially drawn to that feature, because let's face it who doesn't love a good castle right? 

And so today he was loading his stuff into the van and getting ready to start living in his own place. As he was almost done with the loading he went back to have a final check of his room and to have a final settle-up with the landlady. 

As he entered his room he passed a box of random bits and pieces on the landing, entering his room he found his landlady checking around the room for damages and the cleaning lady was already starting to wipe the dust off a few surfaces.

"Hi, I'm all loaded now, it's been a good few years here but I'm kinda glad to be moving on" he said.

"It's been good having you John" said the landlady "you've been one of the easier residents of the past few years".

John chuckled at that, yep he'd seen a few nut cases come and go.

"So how much do I owe you for the damages?"

"Not much really, just call it a square £50 and that should cover it".

John got out his cheque book and wrote out a cheque for £200, he decided to be generous, she'd been patient with him at times when he'd been behind on rent and she'd had a hard few years so helping her cover a few more costs seemed like a the right thing to do.

As he handed her the cheque he glanced at the box of nick-nacks by the door. The landlady picked up on this and started explaining.

"My mother's recently had to go into a care home, we were moving some of her stuff out and we found that box, as far as I can tell it's all junk."

John looked at it and for the most part he agreed, it was old jars and small pots with coins in them and almost all of the glass ware or pottery was the tacky sort, but his eyes were drawn to a tubular object, a cylinder roughly 15 inches long and about the same around as a pringles can but this was all one piece, all of it was an obsidian black colour and it had almost no features, almost, but John, ever the curious problem solver was excited by stuff that was "almost" something or "almost" not something, he loved chasing those trails and as he picked up the object it felt right, it felt like something he was meant to find, it was flat at both ends with small dots, a few symbols carved into the surface and the rest of it was smooth.

"What's this?" he asked, not really registering that it was someone else's property and he'd just picked it up as if he was entitled to it.

"No idea John, I've got no use for it so it'll probably go to the tip like everything else", his land lady responded, bemused by the man in front of her and the way he was enthralled by what seemed to be useless rubbish.

"Can I take this?" 

"Don't see why you'd want to really but if you can find a use for it by all means have it".

John reached for his wallet thinking he'd chuck £10 at her as payment but she just held her hands up.

"Consider it a house warming gift"

"Thanks", John said still a little absent of mind, he was startled from his daydreaming by the moving van's horn and the drivers impatient shout of "move it".

He said his final goodbyes, thanked his landlady and the cleaner for 4 years of memories and headed out and jumped in the van. He dumped the cylindrical object in the bag between his feet, the bag was full of his clothes but it didn't matter everything would get sorted out at the other end.

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A week later John was moved into a decent sized detached house in Windsor, he had four bedrooms, a shower that looked brand new in a bathroom that had apparently only just been put in, a large living room occupying one side of the house with a dining room and kitchen sharing the other side and in the middle a wide hallway leading to a similarly wide stairway.

With all his stuff moved in he'd spent the past week organising and unpacking, although the perks of being a writer seemed to be the capacity to be at home all day his publishers were starting to ask him when he was going to finish his next book, so despite being at home he didn't feel as much let-up in the pressure, but having done plenty of work this morning he was taking the afternoon off to sort out the boxes and bags of stuff that still weren't organized from the move the previous week.

He was in his bedroom, sitting on his large double bed and sorting through a bag of clothes, this bag seemed to have nothing but black t-shirts in, he chuckled to himself at that, he did have a lot of them, from bands he'd seen live to festivals he'd attended to gothic artwork he had a lot of black t-shirts. Picking each one out individually, putting it on a hanger and placing it in the built in wardrobes that occupied the entire wall to the right of the door from door side to window. As he worked he came across the black object and realized it must have gotten buried as the van was moving and no wonder he forgot it was there it was a black object amongst black t-shirts.

He got up placed the t-shirt he'd been holding in the wardrobe and then took the object downstairs to the living room so he could sit comfortably and muse over it, that should waste a few hours he thought.

As he examined it he turned it and stroked it and held it to the light to see the symbols around the middle better, noticing what looked like the sign for Gemini the twins in the zodiac, the symbol was placed at equal points around the circumference of the object like the cardinal points of a compass with smooth unbroken surface between them. John continued to move the object in his hand testing theories, trying to twist the two ends in opposite directions, he tried pulling the two ends to see if any separations appeared but nothing, brute force wasn't going to solve this at least not on it's own. He started turned it once again and held the flat ends of the tube as he looked at the side, pressing here and there until..... wait... what was that? He pushed the exact centre point at each end and felt them give a little, they were smooth and unbroken but as he looked at the end and as he pushed them again he noticed the surface dip in, it was moveable, he held it between both hands again and used his middle fingers to press in as hard as he could on the moving points, this was the best lead he'd had so far and he was going to follow it as far as it would go. 

As he continued to exert pressure he heard a click-hiss, sound and then the centre points became hard and unmoveable, he was disappointed until he noticed how the cylinder had separated in the middle, with a line running right the way round, separating each Gemini symbol so one twin from each pair was on each side of the separation.

He tried putting a nail in there to separate them more but to no avail, he then tried twisting like before, but whereas previously the material had been solid and unmoveable now the two ends moved in opposite directions, sliding smoothly through 180 degrees before popping open further, this final pop surprised John and he jumped, but that was followed by a haziness as purple smoke billowed from revealed compartments in each end of the object, as the haziness increased John got up, worried at what was happening, honestly he didn't know what he was going to do but he got up out of instinct, but that only carried him as far as the fireplace, his last memory was the room starting to fall forwards before he blacked out completely.

Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 01



John blinked his eyes open, he felt his head resting on soft pillows, but for some reason his back wasn't on a mattress, he wasn't in bed, as his sight returned to him he saw the living room ceiling and as he rolled his eyes back he was looking up at the fireplace, the pillows were soft but he was sure they didn't feel like any he owned.

As he rolled his eyes forwards and raised his head a little he blinked, did a double take and then uttered a confused "What the fuck?"

His eyes fell on the two visions of beauty that were kneeling on the floor either end of the sofa that sat opposite the fireplace, they were both perfect, they were both very different but at the same time they were both perfect, on his left hand side sat a curvaceous beauty with smooth gorgeous milk chocolate coloured skin, long straight black hair that fell across her breasts and ended by her belly button, full pouty lips, deep emerald coloured eyes, breasts that justified the nickname melons by their sheer size but were firm and offered absolutely no sag, these gave way to a lightly toned stomach, cute belly button and flared out a little into curvy hips. On his right hand side sat a red haired feisty looking busty beauty with fairer skin implying Scottish or Celtic heritage, tits that were unbelievable and possibly slightly bigger than her ebony partner's the tops and nipples of which were covered by her wavy mane of red hair, a stomach that curved in a little but wasn't quite as toned as the chocolate beauty sat on the left, instead it had a natural beauty to it and gave way to beautiful hips and silky smooth looking thighs. Both ladies were dressed in black see through garments that had strategically placed areas of extra material to cover nipples and hide their cunts. These garments had straps that held them to the ladies' shoulders and no sleeves, both ladies' wrists had gothic looking bracelets on them of a style that John had loved. The garments ended just above the knees of each woman and gave way to beautiful lower legs.

Both women had their head's slightly bowed so they were looking at him but with a posture implying subservience.

As he uttered his "What the fuck?" both women looked up at him, then they started creeping him out, they started talking in unison.

"Hello master, we are your servants, as reward for releasing us from our vessel we are yours to claim, thank you master".

This was too much, he started to remember the time before his blackout and decided he must of hit his head pretty hard for him to be hallucinating like this. 

"What the fuck?" was all he could still manage.

Picking up on his apparent confusion the women spoke in unison again;

"We are twin Djinn created for your pleasure you may claim us for your own and be our master for as long as you desire our services".

This was creepy, like the kids singing "we don't need no education" in the Pink Floyd song Another Brick in the wall, people talking in unison like that always got to John and he was starting to consider calling an ambulance, his fall must have knocked something out in his brain for him to be experiencing this level of weirdness.

"Who are you?" he managed blearily.

"We are your personal djinn, in modern language we would be referred to as sex genies".

Suddenly he wasn't feeling so confused now, although he had to do a double take he was sure he'd heard correctly, he could handle this hallucination a bit longer if this was the way it was going to go.

He suddenly felt a tingle in his head and saw a flash across the eyes of the two strange women sitting in his living room, why he wasn't asking how they got there was beyond him, but hey when life gives you lemons, make lemonade.

Before he could react to the tingle in his head the girls spoke in unison again.

"You are in perfect mental and physical health, we are not a hallucination and we have not broken into your house."

This startled John, "I never even mentioned any of that how the hell did you know what I was thinking?"

"We are djinn" they responded, still talking together like a choir and that answer was apparently meant to cover all the concerns John was having right now.

"That doesn't make it any clearer, what's a djinn and what makes you think I believe any of this mystical, superstitious crap that your spouting?"

"Djinn are a race of genies who's specific area of expertise is sex, sexuality and eroticism, we were often gifted to powerful leaders as their sex slaves or to people who earned our services through protecting or saving a djinn", they answered, still in unison.

That double track was getting to him now.

"We are sorry we offended your beliefs." they concluded.

John was startled now, he hadn't felt offended, a little confused but not offended.

"When did you offend me?" 

"You referred to it as 'mystical, superstitious crap', clearly we have offended you, we are truly sorry and will accept punishment, master."

He was about to ask about something else but he decided to tackle a smaller issue first.

"Why do you talk together, I mean you're perfectly in sync with each other and that's a skill but why do you not just address me one at a time?"

"Until you name us we are one and therefore can only speak as such"

"Hahahaha, name you? Seriously? What kind of person doesn't have their own name when they're trying to sell... whatever whack-job beliefs you're pushing?"

Both ladies bowed their heads more and looked genuinely hurt, but in response to his query they responded "We are djinn, master"

So we're back to that line again, thought John, now that they were running low on lines he decided to try taking these people off script altogether and expose the giant gaping hole in their sales pitch, they said they were genies so let's try the obvious test.

"I wish I had a ferrari in my garage"

Nothing, the girls looked at each other before speaking in unison once again.

"We cannot grant that wish master"

Of course you can't John thought, but he decided to bite anyway.

"Why not?"

"The wish was not of a sexual nature, we are djinn, we are capable of granting any wish that falls within the boundaries of sexual fantasy, eroticism or sexual comfort."

John had got so caught up trying to catch these girls out he'd almost forgotten that tantalizing piece of the bullshit pie.

"OK so I wish that my cock was twice it's current size and raging hard"

One second later he suddenly felt his jeans getting tighter and something big growing down his leg.

"Holy shit" he whispered as his eyes went wide and he looked at the crotch of his jeans, he put a hand on it and slid it along the length he found there. 

It was actually getting uncomfortable, but as he looked at it it was easily twice the length and girth of any erection he'd ever had. He looked at it and then the moment of realization set in, this shit was real.

"HOLY FUCK!!!" He yelled scrambling to his feet and finding it harder with his double length cock at full mast creating a huge bulge in his jeans and making it uncomfortable to move in any significant way.

"Have we offended you in some way master?" asked the two women (who to John's mind were almost certainly genies now) still in unison.

"This is real?" John asked feeling stupid but not really knowing what else to say.

"Your cock is real" 

"And you did this?"

"We did as we were requested to do master"

"Holy shit," John whispered, still not quite believing his own eyes.

"So if I wished for all your clothes to disappear then that would happen?"

As if to demonstrate both womens' garments evaporated leaving them naked and stunning.

It suddenly dawned on John that this was real, that this WAS happening and suddenly he realized just how rude and offensive he'd been to these women.

"Christ I'm so sorry, I've just been a huge dick to both of you"

The women looked confused.

"You have not done anything wrong master"

He realized they were still talking in unison and decided the first thing he could probably do to make up for being a colossal asshole to these ladies would be to stop them from doing that by giving them names. 

He thought for a moment before walking over to them and squatting down in front of them, this squatting position he realized was more comfortable for his cock which was still huge and still very hard. He looked between them and then touched the chin of the black one indicating that she should look at him, as she looked up he said "Hazel", and then he did the same motion for the redhead and said "Rose", it took a moment for the women to realize that he'd just named them, as it hit them about the same time they both got excited and jumped on him wrapping their arms around him in a loving, playful, close cuddle and both squealed girly squeals at the excitement of having names. And now they were able to talk independently and act on their own.

As they knocked him flying he realized, and his cock certainly realized that he had two very sexy naked ladies cuddling him and he had a huge raging hard on.

But a few seconds later the women were picking themselves up and resuming their positions as if they'd overstepped some sort of boundary.

John picked himself up again looking at them in puzzlement, "What just happened?"

"When you named us it gave as independence from one another and we were excited, we reacted in that way because apparently our personalities allow for momentary outbursts like that" said Rose, she had a cute voice and it was interesting how monotone she'd sounded before when she was talking in unison with Hazel.

"But we are your djinn and we were not sure if we were out of place jumping on you like that so we resumed our original positions in expectation of your next order and any repercussions from our actions" said Hazel, concluding the explanation that Rose had started, her voice was slightly deeper, more sultry and every bit as sexy as Rose's.

"Well if you're my djinn, whatever that entails you aren't my slaves" John said a little confused, he was addressing Hazel purely because she was the last one of them to speak and then without thinking about it he said "frankly I'm wishing you'd jump on me, straddle and fuck me right now...." he didn't get to finish the thought before Hazel jumped up knocking him flat on his back pulled out his humongous raging hard on and straddled him.

He was a little shocked by this aggressiveness as both girls had been predominantly subdued up until now and he was surprised that she was actually giving him what he'd been thinking about but then it dawned on him, he'd said the words "I wish" and he'd been addressing Hazel at the time so she was the one who'd responded to it.

But he wasn't about to complain as she pushed his jeans and boxers down to his thighs and stood astride him lowering herself towards his huge cock, it was massive, he realized he'd asked for double sized so that meant he was now standing tall at 14 inches and similar girth to a coke can and as much as he wanted this he had to stop a moment to consider Hazel's comfort, but as he was thinking this he felt his head brush her pussy lips and heard her shudder with pleasure as the huge head started to spread those luscious lips and push deeper into her extremely tight, wet cunt.

He was sure he'd been about to say something but the thought slipped as his cock slipped further into Hazel's beautiful, shaven pussy. Down she went further and further until he hit something, a membrane, his eyes shot open and he told her to stop for a moment.

"You're a virgin?" He asked shocked by this revelation.

"We both are, master, to claim us as yours you have to take our virginities" answered Rose, who was still kneeling in her original position.

"Wait I need a moment, can you relax for a moment Hazel?" 

Hazel lifted herself off John's cock and straddled his legs sitting there looking a little deprived but hopeful at the thought of eventually fucking this new master.

"So what does 'claiming you' entail? What does that do for me and for you?"

"Well for the time being master...." started Rose

"Stop with the master stuff, you girls are far too amazing to be calling people master, please call me John"

Both girls' faces lit up as their master complimented them and they were delighted by the impression that he wanted them more as partners and equals in a relationship than as mere sex slaves.

"Well John" Rose said enjoying calling her master by his name, "for the moment we can grant many sexual wishes that involve you and us but we cannot grant you wishes that relate to other people or create fantasies for you to live out, additionally at the moment we can only protect you from harm once the danger has been identified".

That pulled at a smaller question from earlier and John remembered the pillows he'd woken up on.

"So wait you can protect me from harm?"

"Yes," said Hazel, still eyeing John's huge cock hungrily, "when you claim us we can see dangers before they happen and take action that avoids the dangers altogether while at the moment we have to observe impending danger before we can react"

"So the pillows?"

"As we were forming we observed that you were falling backwards, had your head hit the stone area around the fireplace it would have serious and potentially fatal consequences so we created some pillows to cushion your head" answered Rose, glancing at John's cock but not moving from her original kneeling position.

"It seems like an odd question but if this is your first time isn't a cock as big as this uncomfortable for either of you?"

"Our purpose is to bring you pleasure, if having a cock that big brings you pleasure then we are serving our purpose by providing you with it" said Hazel.

"OK I AM going to fuck both of because you're both amazing and brilliant but before I do I'd like to make sure we're all on the same page, occasionally I like to play sub/ dom sex games but in a relationship I think things should be equal so I wish for my cock to be at a size that would be most pleasurable for you."

He felt a tingle in his crotch and his cock shrank slightly, losing about 4 inches in length and a little bit of girth.

As he looked up at Hazel her eyes were beaming at the benevolence of her master and he looked over to Rose and saw the same look in her eyes.

"Ok now we've got that sort, does it make any difference what order I fuck you in?" 

"None whatsoever, we were placed in the same vessel because we were created to get along and if the relationship you're implying you want with us is to be equal it should make no difference who you claim first, just remember that you have to claim us both within a short period of time." Explained Rose.

"Why is that?"

"Once a genie has been claimed she starts to form a deeper and deeper bond with her master, if you were to claim one of us and then claim the other one a day later it could cause both of us distress as we're intended to have the same level of connection with our master, beyond that how often you fuck each of us, when, where, how and in what order are of little consequence as long as the initial connection between you and Hazel isn't formed for too much longer than your connection with me."

"OK I get that, now do you want to come over here and get involved in this?" John said with a wink and a smile at Rose.

She responded by getting onto all fours and crawling across the floor to lie beside John as he started stroking Hazel's thighs and repositioned her above his cock, she smiled as she lowered herself onto his cock and he told her to ride him until she came. 

"Straddle my face and the two of you can play with each other's tits he said to Rose as she smiled and swung her leg over his head and lower her pussy towards his waiting tongue, she leaned over and let her tongue go to work on Hazel's large nipples briefly before Hazel reached the point of no return.

Hazel lifted herself up and jammed herself down onto John's large prick and whimpered a little in pain, but that initial pain was soon replaced as she followed his original wish and rode him hard, pushing him and herself closer and closer to the edge. Rose shuddered as John's tongue probed her nether region and started exploring her most sensitive parts, swirling around the clit and sucking on her shaven cunt lips.

Hazel continued to ride his cock, her tight cunt milking it perfectly to make him cum, his sticking power had been honed through solo activities, but this chocolate beauty was doing things with her cunt that he'd never thought possible, he'd had limited experience in these activities but he was sure this was the best sex he was ever going to have, although if this sex genie ownership thing was for real he may have to re-evaluate that perspective on a daily basis.

Rose started grinding her cunt into his face as he stepped up the oral assault and he could feel his own self-control starting to slip as Hazel's moans grew more exotic as she climbed towards her first orgasm with her new master.

Rose's tongue was busy assaulting Hazel's tits and the combined stimulation drove the dark skinned lady ever higher, onwards towards the sexual peak. 

The moaning, the squealing, the erotic noises grew in volume and intensity until Hazel gave an almighty screaming gasp and her pussy clamped like a vice around John's cock, the waves of pleasure pulsing through caused her whole body to convulse and contort and Rose had to hold onto her tight, John was busy holding onto his load, trying desperately to stop from cumming, he wanted to have done both women before he blew his spunk.

But she wasn't making it easy as her body continued to ride his cock and her scream became a low wail before descending to a sultry and satisfied groan, she slumped forwards into the arms of her redheaded partner and nestled against her tits for a period. 

They didn't get long to rest that way though as John started moving, he sat up pushing the girls forwards so Hazel was underneath and Rose was on all fours on top and he pulled his cock from Hazel's cunt.

He lined it up with Rose's now dripping hole and started to stroke it up and down her sensitive lips.

"Ready to be claimed my beautiful genie?" he asked, as he inched forwards, his tip teasing just inside her lips as she looked over her shoulder and gave him a look filled with passion, lust and a pleading that said she was more than ready.

"Fuck me master", Rose said in slutty school girl voice, John wasn't going to object to her use of the word master in this instance, it just sounded so sexy and so right at the moment.

Instead he just thrust hard into her, pushing straight through the hymen and impaling Rose on his 10 inch cock. Rose squealed a little in pain but as she settled around his size she started to purr in pleasure as he started to move, his thrusts moving her forwards and pushing her tits into the face of a recovered Hazel and it was time for Hazel to suck Rose's tits.

Rose was moaning and squealing and making girlish whimpering noises as John thrust his huge cock deep into her cunt and he pumped harder and harder, as the slapping noises of their hips slamming into one another filled the living room of John's new house. 

Rose managed to work her left leg between Hazel's legs and each thrust John made pushed the thigh into Hazel's cunt.

With Hazel playing with her nipples and John pounding her pussy it was only a matter of time before Rose's dam burst, her squealing and whimpering kept growing and growing, louder and louder until finally she squealed with unbridled lust and shuddered on top of Hazel, grinding her thigh into Hazel's cunt causing the ebony genie to moan.

For the second time today a virgin cunt was gripping John's cock like a dog with a bone, (he liked that because he was boning her doggy style, he loved it when that sort of thing worked out), and this time he lost it, thrusting deeply and blowing his wad of cum into her convulsing, cumming pussy, they climaxed together and stayed locked together for an age before their breathing started to return to normal.




Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 01



They came down from their orgasmic high and John, feeling knackered lay back on the living room carpet, with a genie crawling up each side and putting their heads on his shoulders as he lay there reflecting on what had just happened.

As he lay there he thought back to before that to what he'd learned, he'd asked enough questions to square the situation in his own mind but he still had a lot he wanted to know about sex genies, he'd never really researched genies much and he thought now might be the best time to start seen as how he was living with two who were very sexy and loveable.

Lying there with his jeans and boxers still around his thighs and his dick slowly softening he inhaled deeply and tried to get his thoughts in order for the conversation he was about to launch into.

Rose and Hazel picked up on the deep breath and both looked up at their master's face expectantly.

As he rolled questions around in his mind to find the right wording his hands reached around the women and started lightly stroking their tits, previous girlfriends had enjoyed this but it had never led to the level of moaning and the shudders of pleasure that exuded from both girls, he was only lightly toying with their tits and they both seemed like they could have an orgasm just from this.

He paused in his movements a moment when he thought how he'd dreamed for ages that he'd meet a woman who's tits were this sensitive. And he'd always had a conflict of what his perfect woman would look like and these two women were the living embodiment of the two conflicting images he'd had in his head.... wait did they know his mind?

"Are you able to read my mind?"

"To an extent" answered Rose.

"We can read your mind for images, fantasies and so forth, we can't go deep into really personal parts of your life and we can't control your mind" continued Hazel.

"What are the limitations and why are you able to read my mind?" 

"We were created to be the perfect lovers, to make us better at interpreting your wishes we're provided with the ability to skim your mind to get your wishes accurate" answered Hazel.

"But we are ultimately yours to control so we are never put in a position to over power your free will or even put ideas in your mind, we can set up a psychic link to communicate silently in public but we can never push you in a particular direction, you're in complete control" Rose completed the thought.

"Are you two like twins or something you've got that whole sister talk thing going on?" 

The genies blinked a little blankly, "I'm not sure we know what you mean, master" said Rose.

"It's John, unless I say otherwise..."

Rose smiled.

"....and there's a stereotyped link between twins, they're always said to have the ability to communicate each other's thoughts and they're traditionally always completing each other's sentences"

"Well we were created together and placed in the same vessel which was intended to be opened by one master who would claim us both, so in one sense we are sisters, also since we have to be released from the vessel together technically we come into existence at precisely the same time so I suppose by a lot of human standards we would count as twin sisters, and we do know each other's thoughts as we're both yours and our reason for existing is exactly the same so we have to be connected to each other to better coordinate in pleasing you."

"OK that makes sense".

John thought another minute and then an obvious question cropped up, probably the singular most important question a person can ask of a sex genie.

"What can you do?" 

"Our powers include all sexual activities, creating fantasies, we can change your body to make you feel more attractive although we're designed to find you perfect however you look" explained Rose.

"We can help you have any person you wish to have along with making any sexual dreams into a reality" she continued.

"OK that sounds dodgy, I'm not sure I'm comfortable with you taking control of people like that."

"Well we don't have to take control of people" Hazel replied.

"In fact that's not really something we'd consider wise to do, it would draw too much attention to you and by default us" Rose continued.

"But if you had a fantasy about someone we can create a double of them for the length of time it takes you to play out the sexual experience, the double would enter as if they'd always existed and leave afterwards and cease to exist as soon as they were out of sight, they're not real they're just extensions of our power."

Hazel picked up this train of thought and explained further "If you see someone and want them for real we can manipulate a scenario to basically tilt the odds massively in your favour, we can also give you information that falls within our limits that will help you in achieving your intentions"

"Wait you can read other people's minds?"

"We can only read sexual information, relationship stuff and so forth".

"So you can't actually make someone want to fuck me?"

Rose picked up this one "we can but it's messing with free will, what we've learned from reading your thoughts is that humans don't like doing that".

"I can say I agree with that... wait you got that from reading my thoughts?"

"We were able to access that information because the conversation is about free will in relation to sex so it's within our limits to look at that part of your mind, plus we had to we have no other way of knowing" Hazel responded.

"Wait I thought genies were wise and all knowing?"

"We know as much as we need to know by reading your mind, our appearances are based on your two conflicting ideas of the perfect looking woman, everything about us is based on your mind, we have no life experience of our own so all our knowledge about the world comes from you" Hazel continued.

John suddenly sat up, he was hit with a sense of guilt at not having tried to be more accommodating for his two new sex genies, admittedly he'd only known them a few hours and a large chunk of that time had been spent having sex but he still felt guilty.

Rose sat up next to him and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, "you seem tense, please don't feel guilty about any of your actions with us, we are yours to use how you wish and plus we are sex genies and you spent half the time you've known us already having sex with us so there's no reason to be guilty".

"That makes sense but I'm going to try from now on to give you more experience and be a better part of this relationship" he paused and stood up pulling up his jeans, "what about doing things for others? I mean I've just been handed a huge amount of power shouldn't I do something?"

"Well firstly we can only do sexual things..." Hazel started as she stood up next to him.

"So what if I wished to cure all STDs or something, that would seem like the responsible thing to do with power like this..."

For once it was a genie who interrupted, "part of our purpose is to protect you, we keep you safe from all forms of physiological harm and keep you healthy along with a massively extended life span but that protection must also cover our anonymity, djinn are quite powerful but our purpose is not for big deeds or waging wars even wars against STDs, therefore we must protect ourselves from those who would seek to use our power to the wrong ends" Rose explained as she got to her feet and stood the other side of John.

John glanced at both of the girls stood in front of him and their sexy naked bodies, he would have a lot of fun with both of them but he was a man of morals and wanted information before he did anything else.

"Tell you what can you help my concentration by putting some clothes on?" 

The ladies smiled at each other and came close to him, pressing into him from either side, each one putting an arm around his shoulders and stroking his long shaft with the other hand, "you sure you want that... master" Rose whispered in a sultry tone in his left ear putting emphasis on the last word and making him realize she knew when he liked to be called master and exactly how to tease him with it, she was a feisty one and he knew he was going to enjoy having both of them about.

"How did you know that was the right time to call me master?" he chuckled.

"Part of my mind reading abilities allowed me to recognize why you didn't correct me on it when you were fucking me, you like equality in a relationship but you like to play power games when sex is involved to spice up the experience, you enjoy a girl who can take what she wants when she needs it but is also willing to submit and play your slave at times."

He was quickly recovering but as his cock was reaching half mast he decided he must get information before he went any further, he also knew he was hungry, it'd suddenly hit him but he realized that he'd been organising his clothes for about 30 minutes before spending about an hour fiddling with the puzzle, he didn't know how long he was out for and he'd taken in a lot of information and had the best sex of his life in the time between coming round and now so it was no surprise he was hungry.

"You two make an excellent case but I'd rather get some food and ask more questions about sex genies before I go any further, so are you able to magic some clothes out of nowhere?"

A brief tingling behind the eyes again and the girls were suddenly dressed, both had a slightly gothic/ heavy metal look about them, he guessed that was from reading his mind.

Hazel had an Evanescence t-shirt that stretched tightly over her tits and a pair of tight jeans that went into the tops of a pair of new rock high heeled boots, as John looked from her head to her toes he noticed a similar pair of boots on his other side and followed up a pair of camoflage combats to an exposed midriff and black Nightwish top that was frayed along the bottom implying it had been ripped to resemble a cheerleaders top, it's sleeves were also ripped off and it's neck line was ripped to show plenty of cleavage, both girls had also done a small amount of make-up, deep rouge lipstick mainly with a little else and some gothic ruby studded earings.

They were dressed but it wasn't exactly helping his hard-on go down, they were dressed in a way that he found extremely sexy, although since they had no experience of the world they couldn't possibly know what the bands on their t-shirts were really like but he guessed they read that he liked those bands and so tried to incorporate that into their personalities. He would be more than happy to introduce them to the music later, but now he had to get some food, get information from them about sex genies and try to decide which one he was going to ravage first since he was already on the virge of grabbing one and kissing and caressing and fucking them both right here and now.

He put his arms around their waists and pulled them against him, "You're not making this holding off malarky easy" he chuckled.

They giggled as he kissed one and then the other before giving both arses a good firm squeeze and then moving away towards the hallway. The ladies still smiling turned to follow him.

He had a lot of questions and he didn't want to be moving around the kitchen while talking so he decided to just order a pizza. As he picked up the phone he automatically asked the girls what pizza they wanted but they just looked at him a little blankly. 

"We've never eaten pizza, neither of us knows what tastes we like and what we don't" Rose informed him and he felt silly for not remembering, he just order three smaller ones on a deal so he could introduce them to the various toppings and he also ordered a couple of different dips and some desserts to introduce them to a range of tastes, the call was made all the more difficult by Rose whispering filth in his other ear and Hazel stood on the other side letting her fingers play with the bulge that was still very much in place in his trousers.

After he put the phone down he went into the kitchen and got a couple of bottles of Caribbean twist from the fridge and put them on the table with three glasses as the ladies sat down and joined him both still eyeing him sexily and giggling together like school girls as well as looking around themselves with a look of wonderment.

"What's so fascinating?" He asked wondering what they why they were looking about themselves.

"Just interested in your house", Hazel said.

It then hit him how little of the world these women knew, for him things like a room, this style of chair, the decorations, electricity etc. were things that were just there, but these women had effectively been born a few hours ago so stuff that was very basic to him was brand new to them.

He decided to get them back to the subject he was interested in.

"So is there any material limit or time limit? For example if I were to ask for a fantasy to come true that's based purely around fictional universe would you be limited in the number of characters you could create or the length of time we could spend in that universe?"

Rose was the first to come back to him from looking at the various music posters and gothic art prints he had hung around his house.

"We can't create an entire universe all at once, we can create the area you occupy and everything you see but there'd be no point creating say an entire planet because you'll only be using a small part of it, as for the number of people there's not really a limit but as mentioned earlier they only come into existence when they enter the room and cease to exist when they or you leave."

Hazel piped up as John pushed a glass of Caribbean twist towards each of them.

"Length of time is a bit more complicated there is an exchange, you have to spend a certain amount of time in the real world to get time in the fantasy world, it's a way of insuring the genie's powers don't lead you to retreat into the fantasy world and stops you from completely neglecting your genies."

"I would never neglect you but what happens to a genie when neglected?"

"A neglected or abused genie can become sad, depressed and even suicidal if extreme abuse or neglect occur" Rose offered.

"Glad I'm not planning on doing anything like that you two are far too amazing."

Both genies beamed from that compliment as Hazel took a drink from her glass and responded with a loud "oooo" and obvious love of the taste and enjoyment of the experience.

"Since we're drinking can genies get drunk?"

"We can get slightly drunk if our master wishes us to be able to experience this, but we're incapable of becoming completely inebriated as that would leave us incapable of keeping our master safe and our core purposes of sexual gratification and the safety of our master come before all else" Rose was continuing to talk as Hazel was still drinking the fruity, sugary drink and making appreciative noises.

"So exactly what comes under the 'keeping safe' part of your function?"

Hazel managed to chime in first despite her continued childlike appreciation for the drink.

"We stop accidents, for example we have both absorbed information from you about roads and cars and how to approach various situations relating to the two safely, additionally we can find you food and shelter should you be in such a need, this is the only time we can work without needing a sexual wish or even a wish at all, if you are starving and in need of shelter we would be able to find out instantly the nearest sources for both food and shelter and be able to acquire these things for you."

"OK so I can't wish for just anything it has to have a sexual slant on it?" 

Hazel smiled at her master who was getting his role and theirs, Rose would have smiled too but she was too busy sipping the drink and making noises similar to those made by Hazel a few moments earlier.

"What if I wanted to make changes to my body?"

"That falls under the sexual comfort side of our function, along with altering your surroundings if you wanted to alter an area to make it more accommodating for sexual purposes or alter your body to feel more sexually attractive in yourself then we can do that for you" said Hazel.

"So what would it take for the hoovering and dishes to be instantly done?"

"We couldn't do that without a sexual side to the wish, also we're not allowed to tell you what to wish for as we are the ones who need to be told, you have to work these things out yourself and then make the wish."

Rose put her glass down finally after several moments of licking tasting the Caribbean twist, amused by both girls' reactions to what he considered a fairly mediocre drink he decided to test their reactions by opening the other bottle which was a different flavour and pouring them both a glass.

They sipped these new drinks and the amazement at this new flavour started a whole new series of cooing noises and appreciative sounds and as John watched them he realized he genuinely loved these women, he'd only known them a few hours, but he knew they were the perfect ones for him, he knew he would love them for as long as he lived which sounded almost long enough to be forever if that extended life-span part was what he though it was. Even though it occurred to him that maybe he was meant to fall for these ladies because they were designed to be perfect for him, he didn't care about that. He loved them.

As they continued to drink and enjoy the flavours there was a knock at the door and John went to answer it, grabbing his wallet on the way he opened it and took the food and paid the pizza guy.

He took the food back inside and opened the boxes, telling the ladies to tuck in, as he sat down and picked up his first slice of pizza he remembered he was meant to be trying to lose the gut and started feeling guilty about the pizza but then he remembered the conversation he'd just had.

"I wish I could eat this without putting on any weight."

"Done" said Hazel as she lifted one of the pizza slices to her mouth.

Realizing that he could actually go further John thought for a second, "I'd like to change my body, can you make me say.... five inches taller?" 

"Done" said Rose before instantly going wide eyed as she bit into a slice of pizza with the BBQ chicken topping, Hazel was eating from the Tandoori hot and making similar noises.

John felt a tingling throughout his body as he grew to 6'4", putting him a few inches above both women.

"Adjust my build and shoulders proportionally to my new height."

"Done", another tingle and another change.

"Get rid of the beer gut and give me some decent abbs, in fact can you give me muscles the same as Thor when from the Avengers movie?"

"Done" more tingling and he looked at his new build, he'd been weight training for a while now but this was good.

He looked at his arms and couldn't help noticing how his t-shirt was still fitting and his clothes didn't feel too tight.

"Did you adjust my clothes to fit?"

Hazel was between bites, Rose was eating and making really cute noises as she enjoyed the flavours.

"As part of our way of improving our wish interpretation we sometimes extrapolate to adjust the rest of the world to sync up with the new changes, so your entire wardrobe will still feel like it fits the way it did before" said Hazel.

"Awesome."

John pondered, "could I just have wished to not feel hungry and be ready to fuck again instead of having to eat and rest to recharge?"

"Yes" Rose responded.

Jack was thinking he should've done that instead but he was enjoying simply chatting to these women and he needed to know about his new options now he had a pair of sex genies.

The pair was confusing.

"Why would someone put two of you in the same vessel?"

Both women looked at him as if he was suggesting he didn't want both of them.

He caught the look.

"I love both of you and you're both amazing but I'm just wondering why if one of you is so powerful why would someone need two?"




Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 01



Both genies were clearly a little overcome with emotion at John's compliments and the way he said he loved them.

Rose was the first to recover herself and she answered his question.

"The djinn were commonly gifted to the rich and powerful, often rulers who controlled djinn would want to entertain guests such as ambassadors, business partners and so forth, to increase their guest's agree-ability or to impress them these people would offer the full services of a sex genie, but would want to retain ultimate control over the djinn, to do that and have access to a djinn at the same time as one is entertaining the guests so sometimes a vessel with two compartments would be created to allow a single gift to provide two djinn to the powerful person."

"So why wouldn't they just get multiple vessels?"

"Simple, vessels aren't easy to come by, even the most powerful of rulers in history couldn't simply buy them and the vessels weren't meant to be found like artefacts, some of them would be because they'd get lost or stolen or change hands before they ever got the chance to be gifted to the intended recipient" Hazel continued.

John was getting used to this twin thing, each genie picking up the other's thoughts.

Hazel continued, "Often those who could gift a djinn were as elusive, or the favour of the djinn race themselves would have to be gained, this meant that a wise ruler would know that the opportunity would be fleeting so they should make the most of it."

John was satisfied with that, they continued to chat and John asked smaller questions and by the end of the meal both genies were almost overwhelmed by the number of new tastes they'd experienced and John had all his immediate questions satisfied.

He'd had enough of sitting round the table with two ultra-sexy sex genies sitting in the same room and they were willing to do basically anything he wanted.

"Can you clear all the mess away from the table so we can mess about without having to stop?"

The pizza boxes and mess simply disappeared and both girls smiled with excitement at the thought of finally getting to do what they were meant to do. 



Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 02



John stood up from the table and walked around to the first sex body that came within reach of his newly muscular arms.

As he reached Rose, he pulled her to her feet and pressed himself into her from behind as his left hand slid under her top to grope her sensitive tits and his right hand slid down the smooth skin of her sexy stomach and into her combats to start toying with her clit, Rose ground her arse back into John's huge cock as her head rolled back onto his shoulder and he took the opportunity to kiss and nibble her exposed neck.

He continued to dry hump the redhead and toy with her clit, he removed his hand from her huge breasts and unzipped his flies, reaching over and pulling Hazel's head towards his massive erection, pulling her forwards so she was on her knees, he held his cock and offered it to her.

When Hazel's mouth engulfed his cock and started sucking she used her hands to massage his balls and wank the part of the cock that wasn't in her mouth.

John returned his hand to Rose's tits, using both hands to rip the already torn shirt, causing the torn neckline to part further and the material came apart right down the middle and those beautiful globes of full tit-flesh came free. John continued to tear it until the garment wasn't even hanging onto her shoulders but was a discarded rag on the floor.

Rose was gasping at the pleasure she was receiving and leaned forwards as John's hands returned to her body and bent her over the dinner table, reaching around to undo the trousers, he pushed them down until they were around her knees.

Hazel was sucking his cock like a tornado and he was loving every minute of it, she was spitting on it and every time she took it out of her mouth there were strings of saliva hanging between her mouth and his cock, he loved a sloppy blow job and Hazel was doing an amazing job but he'd been putting off fucking these two for far too long.

John pulled his cock from Hazel's mouth, when she gave him a slightly deprived look he decided to do a quick test and put it back in her mouth, instead of letting her work it he spent 30 seconds holding her head and thrusting in and out of her mouth, she looked like she was genuinely getting off on being throat fucked and he made a note to explore that more later, he loved the feeling as his big cock slid across her tongue and deep into her throat.

Right now he had a sexy redhead's cunt staring up at him and from the looks of things it was dripping wet, he quickly pulled his cock from Hazel's mouth and slid it straight into Rose's cunt.

"Oooohh-hhooooo, yeeeess" Rose groaned as her tight cunt was once more filled with her master's cock.

Hazel stood up and started stripping, Jack kept pounding into Rose and his hand started caressing her round a perfect arse, every so often his thumb would massage her back hole. It was dawning on him that a sex genie would probably be perfectly clean down there so he could probably just shove his cock in there and she'd love it but his train of thought was interrupted by Hazel's tits suddenly becoming naked over to his left, he maintained his pace thrusting into Rose but moved his left hand to caress Hazel's taught, naked stomach before moving his hand up to squeeze and caress her huge melons.

Rose was bent over completely, tits pressed into the wish-cleaned, smooth table top and her face was turned sideways as she moaned into the table at the pounding she was getting, every so often while John was fucking her she would shudder as she felt his thumb massaging her arse hole, she was moaning like a whore and revelling in the pounding.

Hazel moved in closer to John's side and he slid his arm around her waist, his hand sliding down her back and into her jeans, apparently these genies were very naughty he didn't feel any underwear blocking his access but he wasn't complaining, remembering the reaction Rose was having to the arse play he decided to test Hazel.

Hazel pressed her lips to John's as his hand was sliding down the back of her jeans, her hand moving to caress Rose's arse as she pressed herself into his side.

The feeling of Hazel's glorious tits pressing into him was almost too much to take as John's middle finger found her back door and pressed against it, to ease things along he took his hand out and sucked his middle finger for a few second before sliding it back down and pressing against her sphincter once again, this time his finger slid into her ass and he started pumping it in and out of her arse, all the while keeping up the pace fucking Rose's tight, wet pussy.

Hazel gasped and shuddered from the intrusion in her rear end and closed her eyes as her master manipulated his finger in and out of her ass in just the right way to push her closer to orgasm.

With so much lust and so much sweat and so much pleasure in all directions, it was only a matter of time before someone's orgasm hit.

With the thrusting and kissing and moaning and slapping of hips, the dining room was filling with noise and every single one of them was approaching climax fast.

John felt his orgasm impending and sped up his thrusting, he kept speeding up and plunged his finger deep into Hazel's ass, he groaned and thrust his cock deep into Rose, holding it there and unleashing a torrent of cum into her womb, he tensed up and pressed his hips hard into hers.

Rose's body shook and she uttered an inhuman moan of orgasm as her vagina clamped hard around John's cock as her whole body shook and she threw her head back in climax, eyes clamped shut, back arched and moaning like the slut-genie she was.

Through all this Hazel's ass was being slowly manipulated to bring her closer and closer to orgasm and as John's orgasm shook he really started finger fucking her ass, pulling out and adding a second finger he pumped her back door with both fingers. Her breathing was starting to become juddery and erratic and John could tell she was approaching her own orgasm, this time it looked like it would be deeply intense rather than explosive and loud.

John and Rose were just starting to recover from their orgasms as Hazel's was building towards it's breaking point, John pulled his cock out of Rose and turned all his attention on the one member of the threesome who hadn't cum yet.

Rose's body was dripping with sweat and as she stood upright her tits were starting to stick to the table with the sweat, her breathing was laboured but returning to normal and she turned around to face Hazel, pressing herself close into the other genie and sliding a hand down the front of Hazel's jeans, soon the ebony beauty had fingers pumping both holes and John and Rose each took a nipple in their mouth. 

Hazel shuddered and whimpered as her body started convulsing with the first waves of her climax.

A deep sultry guttural moan escaped from her lips as her master and Rose assaulted her sensitive nipples with their tongues, flicking each erect nub, gripping them lightly between their teeth and sucking intensely on them, fingers pumped in and out of her tight ass and her sopping wet cunt and as her orgasm rolled over her she felt her legs start to give, it was only because she was being held up by her partners that she didn't collapse properly.

Rose felt her fellow genie cum as her hand got drenched in cunt-juice, she and John kept up the pressure as Hazel's moans continued and her body kept convulsing and shaking.

As breathing started to return to normal for all of them John and Rose slowly disengaged from Hazel and she slumped back into the chair behind her. They all took a moment to just stay there and slowly calm down, John was looking between the two genies and he moved closer to Rose who was still stood up, giving her a huge cuddle and a deep, passionate, loving kiss and then turning to both of them.

"I love you, both of you, we're going to have an awesome time together."

Both girls beamed with excitement and Hazel stood up and joined the cuddle.

John glanced outside, it was still light outside, he realized that despite feeling like he'd known these women a long time it was still only a short time he'd spent with them and the majority had been spent fucking.

He remembered how he was organising things upstairs and then got caught up in the puzzle box, that had been about midday, it was now about 5 pm, he also realized he'd just had a threesome on the dining room table with the curtains open but never mind, this house came with a decent front garden and a row of tall trees blocked the view of the downstairs from the street but still it felt naughty.

Disengaging from the cuddle he sniffed himself and decided he could really use a shower, he quickly thought of a plan for the evening, seen as how these ladies hadn't had much experience of the world he decided to take them out, go for a drive, maybe catch a film, he could just wish to be clean again but he enjoyed showering and the feeling of the water always felt so refreshing, plus he thought he'd probably like to have some shower shenanigans with his two new sex genies.

"Anyone up for a shower?" he said heading towards the stairs and winked at the women.

They smiled and giggled at each other, the naughty school girl giggles coming out again, and followed him eagerly towards the stairs. 



Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 03



John led the way up the stairs to the bathroom and as he got to the door he started stripping off his clothes, he turned around when he was naked to see the two women entering the bathroom both still topless. 

He realized he may not come out of this shower feeling very clean if he was in there with both sex genies, but as Rose stripped off and stepped into the larger than average shower cubicle he wasn't sure he cared, Hazel followed Rose into the cubicle and he just stood there for a moment reminding himself that this was real.

Stepping into the shower with two naked ladies who were already wet and glistening from the water was a new experience for him but he took it in his stride and after closing the door he pulled Hazel against him and started kissing her deeply, Rose dropped to her knees and started sucking his fast recovering cock.

Breaking the kiss for a moment he thought about a wish.

"Can you give me complete control over my erections so I can get it up whenever I want to and make me cum more as well."

"Done" said Hazel, Rose's mouth was too busy wrapped around his hard cock, bobbing up and down, sucking him like a champion and taking his head deep into her throat.

The shower cubicle was 4 foot by 4 foot with walls on two sides and perspex on the other two, on one side was the door, the other was next to the bath tub, he never took baths so he made a note for a later wish to adapt the shower to be more useful during sex but right now he didn't want to break from this for anything else.

He turned Hazel around and pushed her into the perspex, her tits pressing into the clear material as he pulled his cock from Rose's mouth, he pressed his full body into her from behind and started stroking his shaft up and down the crack of Hazel's ass.

"Do you enjoy being butt-fucked, do like having your back door fucked hard by a huge cock?"

"Oh yes, please fuck me in the ass, my ass is yours to be taken."

John liked that, lining his cock up with Hazel's tight back door, he pressed the tip against the tight hole, the head pushing in until it slid past her sphincter and he thrust his full shaft deep into her bowels. He realized that technically she was probably an ass virgin but being a sex genie was probably capable both of taking this and enjoying it, plus if they'd both been created from his thoughts and desires then both would have been created to enjoy being butt-fucked.

Hazel braced her hands against the perspex shower wall and shuddered with pleasure, gasping as the large thick cock penetrated her rear end and plunged deep into her ass. She held herself firmly, pressing back into John's body and closed her eyes in a mix of pleasure from being penetrated so deeply in such a tight hole and anticipation of the butt-fucking she was about to receive.

John pulled back and thrust once more into Hazel's round beautiful backside. He pulled out so the tip was just inside and then thrust in once again, Hazel moaned and gasped, pushing herself back to meet his thrusts but she quickly gave up on that and gave herself over to the waves of pleasure sweeping through her from her ass, rippling out and invading everything else, she was in heaven with a cock in her ass.

His thrusts became easier and more frequent, the shower water lubricating things nicely, after a few minutes he was thrusting deep into her ass, pounding her back door, sliding his cock in and out, pressing her tits into the perspex and reaching around to toy with her clit.

Rose came in from the side and started kissing Hazel deeply, Hazel pushed off from the shower wall and Rose came between her and it, with John thrusting into her ass Hazel was pushed into Rose's body, their huge wet tits mashing together and their tongues dancing in each other's mouths as Hazel's moans became more urgent as the butt-fucking continued.

Rose's hand's went instinctively to Hazel's luscious tits and she squeezed them and twisted the nipples before Hazel's head dipped and her mouth found Rose's right nipple.

The redhead gasped at the sensation as Hazel's tongue assaulted her sensitive nipple, her teeth clamping down on it, sending jolts of pain that turned her on more coursing through her body, her body was soaked from the shower and the cubicle was becoming steamy but her pussy was drenched from her own juices flowing freely and dripping down her leg to be washed away down the plug hole.

Speaking of plugs and holes John was holding onto Hazel tightly as his head tilted back and he closed his eyes, feeling her arse welcoming him back with every thrust and loving the tightness of it, knowing that she could be this tight forever, knowing that he could wish her to do things with her arse muscles that would send him mad, if he wasn't already mad for these two gorgeous beings.

Hazel's body was being assaulted with pleasurable sensations from all sides, John's cock was plunging her arse, his finger was stroking her clit and Rose was in front of her twisting and torturing her nipples, squeezing and caressing her ultra-sensitive tits. This combined to give her an orgasm of epic proportions, she half screamed half moaned into Rose's nipple and threw her head back as her body shook, her arse clamped around John's cock and he reduced his movement, he could barely move at all as this luscious butt close around his cock like a warm, sensational vice and held him there while her body was racked with the effects of her orgasm.

Squealing, shouting, moaning, screaming Hazel's mouth was giving off the most erotic noises as she held onto Rose to stop herself from falling over. The sensation of Hazel's ass clamping so tight around his cock pushed John over the edge, he held her in place and pumped his now huge load deep into her ass, he groaned and kept cumming, pumping his cock as much as he could in her ass with her gripping him so tightly.

Hazel's ass slowly relaxed and John pulled his cock slowly out of the warm hole, Hazel turned and slumped slowly back against the shower wall to recover.

John was stood there with his cock still hard, he looked at Hazel leaning against the shower wall and then looked back at Rose, moving suddenly he caught her off guard, moved into her held her by the arse and picked her up, kissing her deeply he lined his cock up with her pussy and thrust into her deeply, impaling her and pinning her to the perspex wall with his cock.

Her initial shock quickly dissipated as she settled into the kiss, tongues duelling as she enjoyed the feeling of his cock thrusting up into her cunt. Holding tight to his shoulders and closing her eyes, wrapping her legs around him and massaging his cock with her talented vagina, the thrusting started slowly and the kiss continued, this time it wasn't just the carnal, lust fuelled sex of the previous few hours, this was more loving. The passion and deep love that John felt for these women and that they were starting to feel for him was pouring into this moment and the sex they were having now was made that much more intense due to that.

John started to slowly stroke in and out of Rose's cunt, keeping her pinned against the shower cubicle wall and thrusting up into her. The thrusts gave Rose time to register every movement of his cock against her walls, it gave John the time to appreciate every little movement Rose would make with her muscles to increase the pleasure, between them they weren't going to last long, although slower, this pace put more sensations through more of their parts and the electricity bouncing between the two of them was palpable.

John loved the feeling of her huge tits pressing into his chest and started thrusting a little faster. Rose opened her eyes and looked deep into his enraptured by the lust and love that filled them and knew that she and Hazel were under the control of a kind and loving man. She opened her mouth in a series of barely audible gasps as her pleasure moved higher and higher and John's cock kept thrusting into her as far as it could possibly go, she could feel his need to hang on a little longer but also knew it was a battle he was losing, she worked her pussy muscles all the more to get her master off quicker.

Hazel, having realized John's intentions started getting clean, having read his mind she knew that he wanted to get out and show them the world and also had a few naughty ideas for when they went out so she started soaping herself off, but it was difficult with her twin genie and her master fucking intensely in the same shower cubicle and she couldn't help reaching between Jack's legs and massaging his balls.

This pushed John onwards to his second orgasm since stepping into the shower, his cock expanded inside Rose's tight pussy and she closed her eyes, gasping in ecstasy as she felt John's orgasm approaching, this pushed her towards her own orgasm.

"Oh yes, oh fuck yes" John gasped as his cock exploded and he shot his load deep into Rose's hot womb, thrusting into the curvy redheads hot, wet box and pinning her to the wall and loving the feeling of her huge melons pressing into his chest.

Rose loved the feeling of her master cumming into her, she felt awesome as a woman and it told her that as a genie she was satisfying her master, between the two it made her orgasm all the more intense and emotional. But it was a lot less noisy, instead she wrapped her arms around his head and nearly suffocated him with the power of the kiss she planted on his mouth, her whole body was shaking and her cunt tightened like nothing John had ever experienced around his cock, she made squeals, whimpers, moans and low guttural growls of lust as her master pumped his cock in and out of her and her whole body convulsed in response to the stimulation.

Their embrace seemed to go on forever and Hazel had stopped massaging John's balls when the two of them climaxed, but eventually they started to return to earth, their combined orgasmic state slowly oozing away and they came back to the shower cubicle to find themselves staring into each other's eyes. John slowly let Rose down but held onto her for a few moments after her feet touched the floor.

John let her go altogether and the three of them returned to showering, the two genies kept making excited noises about the soap and smell and the sensations of the water and the shampoo, John decided that the following day he was going to take them shopping, his plan was to take them into London and show them the vibrancy and bohemian feel of Camden along with a few of his favourite spots, try giving them the chance to explore the world and their personalities such as they were considering they'd only existed for a few hours.

John was always quick in the shower so he finished first and he stepped out of the cubicle and moved over to the basin to start a quick shave, smirking occasionally at the continuing "oooo" and "wow" and "hehehe" noises coming from the shower cubicle.

As he finished up his shave he dabbed some old spice aftershave on his newly smooth face and turned around as the shower cubicle opened and Hazel stepped out, Rose was taking a little longer as she'd been fucking John while Hazel was just starting to get cleaned.

As Hazel stepped out John turn around and put a towel around her, pulling the edges of the towel to pull Hazel into him and kiss her deeply and passionately, pulling her into a loving tight embrace and running his hands over her back and her ass, he squeezed and caressed her and just enjoyed the closeness to this woman as the kiss continued. Eventually they broke the kiss and stared into each other's eyes for a few moments and he knew he had the same connection with her as he did with Rose.

He'd always thought you could only love one woman but now he had two and they were both perfect in their own ways, his heart belonged completely to both of them and even though he'd only been introduced to them today he now couldn't imagine life with out them.

Hazel was inhaling deeply and he realized that she was smelling his aftershave and was getting a little turned on by this. He smirked to himself and moved away into his bedroom that still wasn't organized.

Hazel was following him and drying herself off with the towel enjoying the new sensation of a soft towel against her beautiful chocolate coloured skin.

"So where are you taking us?"

"I thought I'd take you for a quick drive around Windsor, it's a little late for sight seeing but I can still show you the landscape, there are some beautiful buildings, a castle and some beautiful hills."

"Wow, I can't wait" piped up Rose as she walked in the room with a towel around her waist.

With her tits on display like that there was a temptation to just stay here and fuck but he had a few ideas for some kinky stuff to do while they were out and he was looking forwards to showing them the world and fucking them in it. Not to mention playing out a few fantasies.

"After that I figured I'd take you both to the movies, I'm not sure what's on but I'm sure there's something decent and while we're out I'm thinking I may have to fuck both of you again."

He smiled and both girls giggled.

He asked the ladies to get dressed and he put on some new clothes. He wore his normal combats and black t-shirt combo.

Hazel this time had magicked on a pair of dark purple, knee high, high heeled leather boots, a burgundy velvet skirt, Motorhead t-shirt a size too small for her huge tits and a black leather jacket, along with fishnets and some slightly larger earrings that had emeralds in them that matched the colour of her eyes.

Rose was wearing a tight leather skirt that showed off her nice round, curvy butt, black riding boots, a Black Sabbath long sleeved t-shirt and a denim jacket with sleeves cut off over it. Her hair was falling around her face and her earrings looked a darker colour, like a mixture of punk and goth.

This image before him was stunning and beautiful but looking at the way they were dressed and the bands on their t-shirts he realized he needed to make a change of plans tonight. Instead of taking them for a drive around town he decided to make a b-line for a heavy metal club night that was happening nearby, if they were wearing the t-shirts and dressing like this it might be a good idea to introduce them to heavy metal, let them experience the music that normally inspired the image they were projecting.

"You mentioned a psychic link some time ago, can we set that up, I've made a quick change of plans and where we're going we may not be able to hear each other if we're talking normally."

"Done."

He had to blink for a moment, he'd heard both voices together, like when they first introduced themselves but this time with distinct elements of both their voices, Hazel's sultry, sexy deeper tones and Rose's cuter higher naughtier tones, it was an interesting blend. It took him another second to realize he'd heard them without their lips moving.

"Wait so the link is established just like that?" 

He was thinking this and Hazel's voice answered, "yes, it's as simple as that."

He realized that again her lips hadn't moved, although both girls were smiling mischievously.

"I was expecting something a little more hands on, like a Vulcan mind-meld from Star Trek." 

He said this in his head to test the link.

"We can get hands on if you're disappointed master" said Rose out loud in a naughty submissive voice as she walked towards him, swaying her hips and sliding her left hand over the obvious bulge in his trousers.

"Oh I know you can" he responded, thinking about reconsidering the evening and having another session of hot, sweaty, fantastic sex with these two beautiful sex genies. 

His will was strong though and he decided that some of the ideas he had for getting kinky when they were out were a good enough reason to hold off for a bit longer.

"I suppose Star Trek is another thing you'll need introducing to?"

"We know enough about it from your thoughts to create fantasies based around it but we haven't actually seen it for ourselves" Rose said still with an arm around him but her stroking of his cock had stopped for the moment, although he knew one or both of them would be teasing him again before long. This relationship was going to be fun and amazing but he imagined with two eternally horny sex genies about the house he may also find it difficult to get work done from now on.

"Are you two always this insatiable?"

"We are djinn" they said smirking and he knew they were mocking him, apparently he was living with two cheeky djinn, but again that amazed him, he'd always liked it when a girl could be a little cheeky and quick witted at times and again they'd got it just right.

"Come on, let's get going before I end up fucking you both right here" he said with a slight sigh but inside he was smiling to himself, he knew that had he wanted to he could have and they would have been fine with that.

As they headed out to the car and the girls went slower to take in the sights and sounds of the world outside John couldn't help looking back and thinking just how lucky he was.



Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 04



They climbed into his shiny new land rover defender, it was a bigger model with a longer chassis and much larger back, it was the dark red of congealed blood with black trims, it was one of the first things he'd bought when he'd got his first big pay cheque from his book sales.

He put it into gear and rolled out of the drive way, both genies were in the back seat and as he drove he noticed them messing about in the back, they were snuggling up to each other, making out, sliding hands under t-shirts and flashing their cunts and tits at him in the rear view mirror. 

"And exactly how am I meant to drive safely with you two naughty girls messing around in the back?"

"I think you're forgetting your genies are perfectly capable of keeping us safe, even if you decided to climb in the back with us," Rose pointed out, spreading her legs and using her fingers to flash the inside of her pussy and flashing an evil smile.

Her gorgeous blue eyes were gleaming with untold mischievous erotic secrets. Hazel slid her hand down Rose's stomach and slid a finger along both pussy lips, stroking up and down teasing her twin genie's cunt.

"Maybe I should give you girls something to do instead of tease me, or probably someone would be more appropriate. Can you get porn star Shyla Styles wearing nothing but riding boots and stockings sitting between you and you have to make her cum as many times as possible between now and our first stopping point."

There was a poof of purple smoke and the busty blonde slut was sat in the middle and Rose instantly had her tongue down the porn star's throat. As Hazel started squeezing Shyla's tits John had an idea to up the ante slightly.

"You're not allowed to use the same method twice in this session. You've got free reign to use whatever genie magic necessary and use imaginative methods to get her off but you can't repeat it."

"Challenge accepted master." Hazel oozed in a her usual sultry tone.

"And please make her ultra-sensitive, I don't want her taking ages to cum this is meant to be a challenge."

Within moments the busty blonde slut was going crazy as Hazel's fingers plunged into her pussy and Rose devoured her nipples. Twisting and squirming as the genies pushed her towards her first orgasm.

Hazel's mouth descended on the nipple that Rose wasn't sucking and Shyla went over the edge, screaming headlong into a world of pleasure as her body thrashed under the expert ministrations of the genie duo.

The lesbian orgy in the back seat changed positions so that Rose was sat at one end with her legs spread, Shyla got on her hands and knees and Rose pushed her face into the genie's sopping cunt.

With the limited space in the back seat Hazel wasn't able to get a good angle to lick Shyla's cunt but that's when she first deployed some genie ingenuity, a little check in the rear view and John saw a bulge begin to lift the front of Hazel's skirt and it turned out to be a huge cock suddenly growing from her crotch.

Lining the new appendage up with Shyla's cunt she slammed it home. John's eyes weren't really concentrating on the road any more but he was confident that the genie's danger-dodging abilities would stop that from becoming an issue. Shyla groaned into Rose's pussy as Hazel started pounding the blonde's wet pussy.

Rose was gasping and squealing in delight as the porn star's double pushed her tongue between the red head's wet folds. Shyla's now ultra-sensitive pussy was quickly sending her hurtling towards her next orgasm as Hazel's huge cock slid in and out of the tight pussy.

Hazel's hands gripped Shyla's hips as she slammed into the blonde relentlessly. The slut bucking and moaning between the two genies. 

Rose was holding Shyla's head between her legs as her skirt was bunched around her waist, she was humping her face and holding a fistful of blonde hair as Shyla's tongue twirled around Rose's clit and a pair of fingers started sliding in and out of Rose's slippery wet pussy.

Shyla's voice went up a few notes once again and the girls anticipated the impending orgasm. Hazel stepped up her pace and held tight as Shyla began to buck wildly, her movements were kept in check by Rose keeping a firm hold on her hair (although that was more for her own sake, Shyla was doing a sterling job on her cunt) and Hazel gripping her hips as her pussy contracted around the ebony beauty's huge cock, Hazel kept her pace as she rode through the bucking blonde's torrent of cum.

Rose humped the convulsing porn stars face and let her head roll back against the car window, Hazel's thrusting slowed as Shyla came down from her second orgasm. Not knowing when their master was planning to stop the car and intent on impressing John with their abilities the genies moved around again, Rose slid down and lay the length of the car seat as Shyla moved around to straddle her face and Hazel brought her cock to Shyla's mouth and thrust it deep into her throat as Rose's tongue went to work on the well fucked gushing cunt.

Hazel was now the one gripping the blonde hair and thrusting her cock down Shyla's throat, roughly fucking her face and swiftly approaching her first orgasm with this new cock. Meanwhile underneath Rose's tongue swirled around Shyla's clit while her fingers massaged her sphincter.

Shyla shuddered, just recovering from the tail end of the last orgasm, her third in 15 minutes was already rising, she wasn't in control any more but she closed her eyes and revelled in being pleasured and gave herself over to having her mouth used by Hazel as a hole to fuck.

Hazel closed her own eyes as the sensations of being deep throated flowed through her new cock and she felt her own climax fast approaching. Her eyes closed as she continued to hump into Shyla's face. The head of the large cock slipping down the blonde's throat as Shyla worked her throat muscles around the sensitive tip of the large thick piece of cock meat in her mouth.

But Rose was working faster to get the porn star off and with her tongue now furiously lapping at the pink lips of Shyla's vagina, not to mention the fingers plunging into her ass, the red head could feel Shyla's body moving fast towards her next orgasm.

Hazel spotted the signs too, she really wanted to jizz her first ever load straight down Shyla's throat, she upped her throat fucking and held Shyla's head in place for longer when the cock was all the way into her throat, she kept thrusting in and out and ordered Shyla to start using her tongue whenever the head was passing over it. With the added stimulation Hazel felt her pleasure rising and was thinking this combined with a little genie controlled jizzing could have Shyla swallowing her load before they had to switch positions again to try getting Shyla off.

But it wasn't to be, Shyla started shaking and humping Rose's tongue like a woman possessed, screaming in the back seat of the car and letting Hazel's cock fall out of her mouth as her breathing became more laboured and her cunt started to convulse, her juices flowing freely into Rose's mouth, Rose lapped them up enjoying Shyla's flavour and she continued to slide fingers in and out of Shyla's ass.

Shyla's head rolled forwards and she squeezed her eyes shut, screaming so loud John was convinced she was audible outside the car.

They were on a country lane by now but looking in the wing mirror for the first time in a while he was suddenly worried when he saw a police car driving along behind. With the screaming and the movement in the back he was sure that he'd be hearing sirens any time soon and they'd be pulled over.

In the back Shyla's cunt had exploded with juices and drenched Rose's face as she rode the red head's tongue throughout her orgasm. Rose's hair was swiftly getting drenched by the gushing juices and yet she kept up her assault on the blonde's clit, using the wetness to lubricate her fingers and shove more of them inside Shyla's ass.

"Oh, yes, Oh fuck yes baby, fuck me baby!!!" yelled Shyla as she reared up, her whole body shaking as her orgasm rolled through her, as the waves hit one after another she kept cumming and cumming, shuddering and moaning in ecstasy.

As her orgasm started to subside she slumped forwards and her head rested between Rose's legs but she was too overcome with pleasure to do anything.

John looked at the well fucked busty blonde in the back and looked at his two sex genies, although they both seemed happy that they'd made Shyla cum three times in fifteen minutes, he could see a look of frustration on their faces, despite Shyla licking Rose's cunt for a while and Hazel throat fucking her neither genie had cum yet. John was glad he'd got to the first stopping point.

The reason he'd driven out of the town a bit was to get to a deserted beauty spot, he parked up in a lay-by at the top of a green hill and told the genies to get out. Shyla disappeared and the two sexy ladies got out of the car with him and followed him as he took their hands and ran up to the top of the hill.

This being July it was still light and the grass was soft, not so dry it was straw but not wet either. The top of the hill was bathed in sunlight and warm and John took the opportunity to throw Rose on the ground, telling Hazel to get on her back he got Rose to straddle her. 

The redhead happily agreed, both genies were clearly frustrated at not cumming yet and they were glad to be fucking each other, but they were about to get more as John released his huge cock, he'd had a hard-on for almost the entire drive and he wasn't in a mood to mess about.

He got on his knees by their heads and as Rose started to bounce up and down they took his cock from both sides, sliding their lips and tongues up and down the shaft and sharing the head between them. This was amazing but after a few minutes of sucking he moved to kneel behind Rose. He could have enjoyed a blow job on it's own, but he'd just needed to give his cock some lubrication.

Rose was busy moaning as she rode Hazel's cock but she paused when she felt her master's cock teasing the entrance to her ass. 

"Mmmmmmaaaaaassss-ooooohhhhhhhhhhh" she groaned, she was about to say master but the sensation as John's huge cock pushed past her sphincter and slid inch after inch deep into her round beautiful ass was too much and it just turned into a long moan.

John gave her a minute to get used to it but really he didn't have to and she just started moving again. He picked up on this, again reminding himself that these were sex genies and they didn't need the time to get used to the size of the cock going up their ass, they were ready to fuck in any way at any time.

John started pulling out and plunging back into Rose's tight ass as she moved back and forth fucking both cocks at once and Hazel started thrusting up into Rose's pussy. Between the three of them they started making some extraordinary noises as the movements brought all of them up to a new level of pleasure.

John kept one knee on the floor put one foot flat on the ground so he was able to lean over Rose and angle into her better, fucking her hard, thrusting deep into her ass and loving every moment of anal ecstasy. 

Rose was overcome with pleasure as she was double fucked and she'd almost stopped moving herself, John was pulling her back towards him with each thrust and Hazel's thrusts were perfectly in sync with his so she didn't need to. Instead she put a lot more effort into flexing and tensing the muscles in her pussy and ass to get her partners off.

The effect that had on Hazel, who had been brought frustratingly close by face fucking the double of Shyla Styles, was immense and it took only a few minutes of fucking like this to push her off the edge. She tensed up, thrusting her huge cock into Rose and holding it there as she felt the sensation of cum racing down her new huge cock and pouring into the womb of her twin genie. Hazel's head went back against the ground and she tried to arch her back off the grass as much as she could with the weight of Rose and John on top of her. Shaking and shouting, fortunately there was no-one about, she kept pumping blast after blast of jizz deep into Rose until after the tenth or possibly twelth blast she started to calm down and she pumped the last few smaller spurts into Rose, pulling the red head down to kiss her deeply.

The intensity of Hazel's orgasm combined with her own lack of orgasm from Shyla licking her cunt in the car was enough to push Rose over the edge and about the same time Hazel was half way through coming, her cunt and ass clamped down on the huge cocks buried in both and she screamed an ear piercing scream of unbridled lust as her whole body shook with waves of pleasure.

As the two genies were mid-orgasm John joined them, he'd been hard for ages but unlike them he'd not had the experience of fucking a porn star through three orgasms without himself getting off. But the sensations he felt as he fucked Rose's cunt and as Hazel came and now as both of them were cumming in a hugely explosive fashion were all too much for him to take any more.

He thrust his cock into Rose one last time before unleashing a torrent of cum deep into her ass, spraying her insides with huge amounts of his spunk and bucking against her as he lost control, he held her hips so she stayed tight against him as his cock continued to spray jizz into her and he felt like his balls were emptying. His wish to cum more had been well interpreted and he was loving the feeling as his orgasm went on and more cum poured into her ass.

As his orgasm subsided and his cock started to slowly reduce in size he breathed heavily and slumped forwards, he put his hands on the ground either side of the two genies and breathed deeply for a few minutes to let his body recover, leaning over he kissed Rose lovingly on the cheek and she sighed with satisfaction.

Slowly the disentangled themselves from each other and John and the two genies stood up and started moving back towards the car.

"Can you two make us clean and tidy? Get us the way we were before we started driving."

"Done." said Hazel, everyone's hair went back to looking as tidy as it had before, their clothes were straightened out again and they were clean, Hazel's cock disappeared too and they got back on the road.

After questions about the cop car that had been behind them for part of the journey and the noise, John was reminded by both genies of their powers to stop the outside world from noticing things like that and John concentrated once again on where they were going.

"I should say there's been a change of plan," John started, "I noticed you're wearing those t-shirts and couldn't help wondering how much you know about those bands?"

Rose was in the back seat and this time Hazel had climbed into the front next to John, it was Rose who piped up first.

"We know you like these bands and we're aware that you like women who like this music and wear this style of clothing but we have no experience of them ourselves."

"But then how come you're wearing the t-shirts, I like the look you've both got right now but I don't mean to force anything, I'd rather you followed a type of music that felt right to your personalities."

"Well our personalities are based around you," Hazel started explaining, "to a certain extent things we're likely to enjoy are decided when we first form, we need to be the best possible match for you that we can."

"So even though neither of us have heard Motorhead or Black Sabbath, because we're aware that you like women who follow this kind of music we're highly likely to enjoy it and other music you like to a similar extent to you because that's how we're designed." Rose said this from the back.

"OK, that makes sense but I'm still not sure I'm comfortable with things, it seems like a lot has been chosen for you by me before we ever really met, I don't like forcing things on people like that."

"It's not forcing things on us," said Hazel, "we were intended to be the best match for you that we could possibly be, it's out purpose and by liking the same music we're fulfilling part of that purpose."

"OK I get that, I suppose I feel a little better but I want you to make some of your own choices too, so I'm going to wish for both of you to become better partners for me by refining your tastes and actually working out what you do and don't like yourselves."

Both genies smiled warm loving smiles as John wished that, they were falling deeply for this man who wasn't just using their sexual abilities but trying to give them some life of their own.

"We can do that," said Rose "but you retain ultimate control, there are some things you will have to always do and we can't make major life choices for you."

"Djinn are always happier when they have a master as kind and clearly loving as you but you will always be our master and you're the controlling force in the relationship," explained Hazel, still smiling.

"OK, so back to what I was saying about tonight. I'm planning to take you both to a night club, they play this kind of music along with other similar styles, which is why I asked for the psychic link tonight because it's going to be too loud in the club for verbal communication. I figured it was time I introduced you to the music and let you see the people and the culture. Also before the club we're going to have a few drinks in a pub nearby, it's kind of a rock 'n' roll bar, nice atmosphere and a good place to sit for a while before the club, they've got a decent juke-box and I can introduce you to the music in a relaxed environment."

"Thank you for giving us these experiences John" said Hazel, her eyes were alive with the joy of getting to see more of the world and getting to hear the music, she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek to show her appreciation. The two genies had incorporated it as part of their personalities because it was clearly a huge part of John's life and the idea that he felt they should experience it for themselves made both of them excited.

"I'm also going to be introducing you to a few friends tonight, if they're there, so would that anonymity protection thing allow you to come up with a back story for yourselves and work out between you how we met?"

"We're able to fill in details and create our story from a certain point, however we need a starting point from you to give us general guidelines," Hazel explained.

"Right, OK I can think of something, I think I'm glad we're going to the pub first it'll give me a chance to get a general story in order, would you two be able to fill in the details?"

"Yes, that would be possible," answered Rose.

John then realized he was going to have another problem.

"How will people react if they see me like this? Last time most people saw me I looked the way I did before you changed me."

"I'm afraid we can't help you with that," said Hazel, "you'll have to come up with some sort of well worded wish for us to be able to sort that problem."

"OK so how about this, can you convince everyone that I've been getting this way for some time and that it's only in the past few weeks that I've really developed these muscles and lost the gut?"

"We can do that" said Rose.

"OK that sorts out the build but it doesn't cover the increase in height. I've gone from 5'11" to 6'4" and I'm 25, that doesn't normally happen... I think I'll just roll with that one, it'll be fun to gauge peoples' reactions."

John was smiling to himself, thinking about how people might react to his sudden changes, although he loved the two genies he didn't feel bad about maybe using their abilities to get a few sexy women, he knew it was part of their function and they wouldn't be offended so he thought about what he might end up doing tonight as he pulled into the high street that the pub was on. He parked up and paid at the metre and then led the two sexy ladies into the bar, still watching them, thinking how awesome his life had become that day and what he would do with the evening and his new genies' powers.



Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 05



For once John remembered that his genies had no experience of the world so when he got to the bar he started off by ordering three ciders, he figured he could mix his drinks and drink quite a bit with no adverse effects due to genie health powers so he decided to get a pitcher of cocktails as well.

He ordered the drinks, with one girl on either side of him cuddled up close and teasing him while the barman got the drinks and put the sales through the till. As the barman returned with the drinks they stopped whispering in his ear but continued their teasing of his cock out of sight of the bar staff and any waiting punters.

John took his change and struggled to keep a straight face as the teasing started to have it's desired effect, he handed both women a drink and started moving towards an available table, he chose one further away from the bar in a corner so he wouldn't draw as much attention, he did this quickly to hide his semi.

He sat with his back to the wall and the ladies sat either side of him, Rose to his right, Hazel to his left, they were both giddy like school girls and excited by all the sights and sounds of the bar and enjoying the taste of their drinks. Together they looked to him for all the world like best friends who'd spent twenty years growing up together. Their excitement looked very natural like any other pair of best friends on a night out, giggling and enthusiastic about the night ahead, which they were in fact, he could tell both were looking forwards to their first night club not to mention the expectation of more sex but he knew that in reality they were also busy taking in the world. 

Their drive between the beauty spot and the town had been a mixture of questions from him and them pointing in wonder at things, the buildings, cars both nice and normal, occasionally he'd spot a pretty woman and they'd make comments about her look, they were amazed by the greenery as they drove off the hill, the trees that lined some of the roads into the town and the colours of the various lights as they drove past several different pubs and clubs each with their signs lit up and unique.

And this was still going on as they walked from the bar to join him, a few people in the place were watching them, several guys looked them up and down as they walked by and John didn't need genies to tell him what they were thinking. The really entertaining part was when they walked past a tall body-builder type guy who turned around to watch them walk past, as he turned back he got a pint poured down him by the cute young brunette who was presumably his now ex-girlfriend.

As they sat down he watched the brunette storm out of the pub due to her man's ogling the two hottest women in the pub. 

"You two certainly had an impact" John remarked taking a drink and idly placing his free hand on Hazel's thigh.

"Well that incident is actually just the breaking point they've been having problems for a while now" Rose responded as if it were nothing to be providing personal information on the relationship of two strangers.

"Did you just read their minds?"

"We both did" Hazel commented, "we noticed the way you looked at the woman, it's clear you find her cute so we did a bit of mind reading to get you inside information."

"Wow, that feels a bit intrusive" John responded, slightly concerned.

"How so?" inquired Rose before taking another gulp of her drink and then cooing slightly at the taste.

"To humans that would seem like an invasion of privacy and the majority of humans find that really intrusive, many would consider it a violation to pry into their lives when it relates to sex and their partners."

"Well in fairness they made the problems in their sex life very clear to the entire bar without anyone needing to read their minds, we just dug a little deeper" offered Hazel as an explanation.

"Exactly what problems are they having with their sex lives?" asked John, he was suddenly intrigued, he was still a little unsure but Hazel had made a good point, the guy had very publicly eyed up two strange women while out with his girlfriend and she'd made an even more public display in response, it didn't take a genius to work out what was going on.

"Well he's been cheating on her, she doesn't know it for sure but she keeps finding slight discrepancies in his timings and their money isn't exactly what it should be, she's convinced he's been cheating on her, which he has, but she can't find solid proof. Not only has he been going behind her back, he's been failing to perform with her due to the steroids he's taking for his body building. He's now actually taking so many steroids that he's struggling to perform for the women he's been cheating with as well, who also have no idea he has a girlfriend" Rose said to fill him in on the lives of two complete strangers.

"Wow, I wasn't exactly expecting that much information."

"You asked what had been going on with their sex life, I provided you with the information you requested, my apologies I've done wrong" Rose said a little subdued and seemingly a little hurt.

"No don't apologize, you just gave me more than I was expecting really, but you did good so don't feel the need to apologize."

Rose's demeanour reverted back to her normal naughty happy genie as John affirmed that she'd done well.

They sat there for a while longer drinking and enjoying the music coming over the speakers from the juke-box, the girls definitely seeming to enjoy themselves and when John asked them about this he made sure to ask for what they thought not what they were designed to do, as it turned out they liked the music not just because he liked it and they were meant to like it but they definitely seemed to enjoy the rhythm and the guitar sounds. 

The place wasn't particularly crowded and the music was mostly metal, bits of punk like Dropkick Murphies and NOFX, some Judas Priest and Motorhead and of course his favourite Iron Maiden.

Looking around the place he decided to have a little mischief, putting an arm around both genies he reached around and slid a hand up the thigh of both of them. Moving closer and closer to their exposed pussy lips, he knew he'd not be finding any underwear.

"Just try to act normal" he whispered to both of them as he started lightly stroking their pussy lips under the table in a public bar.

Both women sat there struggling to keep a straight face and trying to just sip their drinks normally while skilled but intrusive fingers slid along the outside of their pussies. They were quickly getting moist and one of them would occasionally shut her eyes and shudder a little while attempting to concentrate on acting completely normally, staying still as if there were nothing unusual taking place out of sight of the general public.

With genies like these John was sure he'd pay for this later, in fact he was looking forward to it, he smiled inwardly as his fingers pushed a little further and slid just inside the lips of these two beautiful women.

Hazel tried shuffling in her seat to get more of the fingers to go deeper into her but as she did so John caught onto this and put his hand back on her thigh, he continued to move his fingers on Rose, lightly stroking and teasing her wet lips and probing his fingers a little deeper.

Hazel was looking a little deprived at the removal of the fingers but soon enough they crept back up the thigh and slid once more into her wet folds. Even though he wanted to show who was in charge John just couldn't keep his hands off her for too long.

As he slipped his finger tips in and out of both pussies and lightly tickled and teased the outer lips he started pushing his hand a little more firmly against their clits, with every inward thrust of the fingers the girls now had an additional rush of pleasure fired through them as the hand made contact with their sensitive nubs.

Rose snuggled closer to John, slipping her hand beneath the table and stroking along the length of John's huge and swiftly hardening cock. Come to think of it he was sure he'd spent longer with an erection than without since he came round on the living room floor, right now Rose was doing a damn good job of keeping it that way.

Within moments Hazel hand had reached John's crotch, but she upped the pressure, unzipping his flies she reached in and gripped his hard cock at it's base, she started massaging the lower half of the shaft and stroking his balls. Rose kept on stroking the head through his jeans.

John was suddenly finding it that much harder to function but concentrating hard he kept stroking his fingers in and out of their sopping wet cunts and massaging their clits with the heel of his hand, by now he didn't care if someone caught them although he doubted that would happen, he'd chosen a quieter part of the pub and presumably the whole genie protection deal was working the world around them to stop them from being caught.

The fingers inside both genies cunts were having the desired effect, shuddering and concentrating hard to stop from squealing aloud as John kept teasing them as their pussies dripped with excitement, the increasing wetness telling him he was close to his goal.

Despite their attempting to get him off first he kept up his assault and felt Hazel shudder next to him, her pussy lips quivering, she tried squeezing her legs together nearly crushing his hand, she then tried burying her face in his shoulder to stop from making a noise as his fingers worked further in to her and he stroked her clit more on the way out.

Hazel was desperate to scream now as her orgasm hit but she also knew she had to obey her master's wish, so instead she grabbed his head and kissed him hard, moaning and squealing into his mouth as their tongues dueled and she crushed his lips with hers.

John was sure there was some sort of magic genie powder at work in that kiss, he'd never thought a kiss could be that intense, it felt like the full power of a thunderstorm had been distilled into that kiss and the electricity was dancing across their lips and firing between their battling tongues. 

Below the table he felt her pussy convulsing and as it contracted around his fingers her fluids exploded into his hand. Her luscious cunt juices flooding out, but still he kept on toying with her as she clamped her legs together and her lips stayed locked to his like an electro-magnet, the power and raw lustful energy that was pouring into that one moment was palpable, his entire world had shrunk down to that one kiss, the dark skinned beauty convulsing next to him and the increasingly frantic fidgeting of the red head sat the other side.

John's hand slowed in it's movements inside Hazel as the arms she had wrapped around his head loosened their grip a little, after what had seemed like an age he was able to work his lips slowly out of that earth shaking kiss and finally he could breath again. He opened his eyes and found her gorgeous emerald orbs staring back at him with a look of deep love, unbridled passion and eternal undying desire.

He was just breaking his stare with Hazel when Rose's squeals started to become more audible. He was still sliding fingers along the separation between her pussy lips and teasing her inner folds, using the heel of his hand to rub across her clit and occasionally plunging two fingers deeper into her cunt.

Rose was biting her lower lip and her feet were hammering up and down on the floor as she concentrated hard on not making a noise. But despite her best efforts little squeaks, whimpers and shuddering noises were coming in a constant stream from between her beautiful plump, lips and the wetness between her other lips was increasing with every passing moment. With a hand now free from having gotten Hazel off, John slid his left hand across to squeeze and caress the other thigh, sliding his hand under the loose fitting jacket to squeeze her luscious, huge melons through the shirt. As the extra hand stepped up the stimulation, Rose's fidgeting became more intense and she started gripping her glass extra tight to try and keep control of the noises she was making.

The extra hand found it's way to her nipple and with one quick twist Rose yelped and came, her juices exploding all over his hand and emitting a shuddering moan as her orgasm rocked her from head to toe. She gripped the edge of the table so hard he was convinced she was going to snap off a chunk of the woodwork. Her eyes clamped shut as her pussy contracted around his probing fingers and she let out a low, barely audible, guttural moan of sultry, orgasmic intensity.

It was like a mirror image of Hazel when Rose pounced and grabbed a killer kiss from John, letting him know that she was his forever to do with as he wanted, that she loved him, she was his lover, his genie, his whore for the rest of their lives together. A kiss of such power that the only kisses he'd ever had that compared to this were the ones he'd received from her and Hazel this afternoon.

As the two crammed their tongues into each other's mouths Hazel's hand returned to John's cock and started massaging it, wanking it, stroking the hard shaft. Taking a quick look around she made sure the rest of the pub wasn't looking and then pulled his cock out altogether, keeping it underneath the table she dipped her head down and engulfed him in one go. Sliding his huge, hard pole straight to the back of the her throat. The muscles in her throat expertly working the head before she came back up for air, swirled her tongue around the tip, licking all around the shaft as she came up and flicking the very tip before swallowing him all the way back down again.

John's attention was suddenly being split, this intense mind blowing kiss and the unbelievable blow job, apparently the tables had been turned and he felt himself hurtling towards orgasm faster than he'd ever experienced before. Within a minute he found himself bucking into Hazel's mouth and before he knew what was happening his huge load was shooting down Hazel's throat, wads of cum blasting into her mouth and as if it were nothing she simply kept up the pace of sucking him off, pumping cock with her hand when any of it wasn't in her mouth.

Rose was slowly returning to normal and slowly broke off the kiss as John was about half way through his orgasm, she held his gaze and kept him facing her as his blasts started weakening and slowed down until the last few loads dribbled out into Hazel's mouth.

John was breathing deeply as he recovered from a surprisingly quick but amazing orgasm. As he came down from the high he leaned back against the wall and watched as Hazel and Rose leaned across him and kissed each other deeply, Hazel's tongue pushed John's cum from her mouth to Rose's and the red head moaned in approval of the taste. 

"Can you make us look clean and tidy again?"

"Mmm-hmmm" they both affirmed together, slowly breaking the kiss and sitting back the way they were before.

John looked between the two, slowly it dawned on him that some form of genie mischief may have been responsible for that sudden blow job.

"Have I missed something?" he inquired cocking a suspicious eyebrow.

Both girls giggled and flashed cheeky grins at him "I think I'm going to have to keep my eyes on you two."

Both genies took on a mock hurt-sweet 'n' innocent look.

"Why we would never do that" Rose mocked.

"Yeah right."

"Anyway, I think it's time we got serious for a moment, I've been considering your stories, can we say that you've been best friends since you were kids, you grew up on the same street, I met you at a music festival that I went to this summer, it was the Download festival at Donington Park, Rammstein were playing and we ended up stood together."

"We can work with that" Hazel responded, "it provides us with enough information to fill in something of how we know each other and you and technically we have been together since we were created, our essences were created at the same time and placed in the same vessel so that story fits more naturally with the truth."

"There is some other information that we may need," Rose picked up Hazel's answer "we can create a back story for each other and the music festival but based on how we understand music festivals work it doesn't explain how we come to be living with you now."

"Let's say you had a house you were renting together in North London, say somewhere on the Northern Line near Camden, I'm planning to take you into London tomorrow for some sight seeing and introduce you to more of the world and I'll take you shopping in Camden so you'll get to experience the area I'm talking about, how does this sound so far?" 

Both girls cuddled up to him tight and gushed their thanks for offering to take them to London and trying to give them lives of their own as much as possible.

"And you were getting evicted, something that was out of your control, you can fill in details that mean you look like the aggrieved party in that one, and I was able to offer you rooms at short notice so you came to live with me" John continued hoping that would be enough, he didn't want to make up too much because he felt it was their lives so they should be given as much freedom as possible.

Both girls were cuddling him even tighter now, if that was possible, and he was smiling to himself at how cute they were right now.

"Will that give you enough to work with for the moment?" 

"That's fine unless you want to add anything else" Rose said, pleased at her master giving her and her twin genie a story.

"I don't want to add too much because it's your story, I think you should have as much of the story as possible" John explained as the two genies looked at him smiling warmly and oozing love as he gave them their lives, he continued before they could say anything else, "in the next few days I'll get you set up on Facebook to give us a plausible way of being in contact."

This he thought would get more pleased expressions but instead Rose looked at him quizzically before explaining, "that might not be such a good idea, we can create a back story but if we put too much information out there someone will be capable of working out that two people have just apparently come out of nowhere." "Really well, can't you change records? Or just leave the information on your profiles vague?"

"That could work, but we still have to be careful, remember there are people out there intelligent enough to put the pieces together, some of them are powerful individuals like the sorcerers who can create or trap djinn, if we put something out there we have to be sure not to draw their attention" Hazel revealed.

"OK that makes sense, please make up your stories and then tell them to me before we go putting anything online, that way I can work out the best way to keep things secret."

The genies seemed happy with that idea and they happily sat there for another hour, he talked to them about the music, the drinks, the town and the kind of people they could expect to meet at the club. The genies wore their affection for him very obviously and their love for him deepened as he told them more and more about his world.



Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 06



Chapter 6:

Dear readers, here is Chapter 6, although my submissions have been fairly close together recently this one took a lot more energy than I was expecting, it's good at the beginning but the ending is one I'm especially proud of, the last few scenes are especially torrid which wasn't expected (at least not by me), I've explored a few things here and I like where I'm taking this story but please give feed back on the way I've set stuff up for the future. Things have gotten a bit more complicated at the end of this chapter but I really want to explore a bit of genie lore and a bit of djinn history so I've set stuff up for future chapters.

Eventually they got up to leave to head to the club, he wouldn't have to drive this time as it was only a short walk around the corner.

As they exited the pub they wandered past an alleyway, normally John wouldn't have paid it any attention but this time he heard what sounded like a familiar set of voices, one was crying and telling the other to get away, the other was calling the first voice a bitch and kept saying "you're mine, you're always gonna be mine bitch."

A quick glance down the alley and his eyes caught movement in the darkness, curious about what he was seeing he entered the alley, both genies happily by his side both a little concerned, they didn't have experience of the alley ways in the town but from his mind they'd picked up that they weren't nice places to be at night.

As his eyes adjusted to the lower light he realized what he was seeing, the girl from earlier was on her knees, she had bruises on her face and standing over her was the body-builder guy she'd chucked the drink on, he had his cock out and was trying to force it into her mouth, she was resisting and he was blaming her for it not being hard, saying that she wasn't hot, she wasn't a turn on, that she was ugly and she'd be sucking his dick forever.

It clearly wasn't her fault, the thing was not just soft it was shrivelled and tiny, based on the little he knew of the subject John guessed this was due to excessive steroid usage.

As soon as John saw what was happening he ran in there, charging in hard he put the sole of his boot into the guy's side, the guy staggered to one side and looked back angrily at this new intrusion, but he didn't get the time to react as John cannoned in to him again, shoulder-barging the guy into the nearby wall.

Seemingly shocked that he'd been denied the guy picked himself up and put his cock away. He eyed John up for a few moments before spitting on the ground and turning to walk out the other end of the alley way, muttering something about "the bitch not being worth it" and "get my cock sucked by someone who's earned it."

As he disappeared John turned to the girl, she wasn't ugly by any standards, she was about 5'5'', slim but with small c-cup tits, straight mousey brown hair that covered her shoulders, her sexy legs were on display in the denim skirt she was wearing and disappeared into the tops of some white high-heeled boots, she had a plain black t-shirt on and it'd blatantly been bought because it was a size too small and stretched over her form a little bit, her lips were average but with some gloss on them and her eyes were a greyish-blue.

She picked herself up and started brushing herself off before she looked over at the people who'd saved her, she eyed them suspiciously, the guy had enough muscles of his own he could easily overpower her had he wanted but his face had a kind quality to it, a look in his eyes that made her feel safe, the women looked gorgeous, there was no other way of saying it, both were taller than her, busty, curvy, these two she couldn't make out, they were a little further away and she couldn't see their eyes properly.

"Who are you?" the woman asked nervously.

John realized he'd just been standing there silent, "Err, I'm John, these are my girlfriends Hazel and Rose."

"Why did you do that? Most people are scared of Karl, you didn't even seem fazed by him."

"I wasn't really thinking, I just did it because what he was doing was wrong."

"That's very noble of you, I'm not really sure how to respond in this situation, I've not had many people defend me in life."

"Everyone needs someone fighting for them."

"Is she OK mentally, she's putting on a brave face but is she actually OK inside?" John asked his genies telepathically.

"She's tough, she's never had anything that bad happen to her before but she's been through enough to have developed a fairly robust mental state" explained Rose.

"I feel like I should do something for her, I mean she was basically getting sexually assaulted."

"She needs to meet a nice guy who treats her with respect, she's tough enough to get on with life and take a lot but she's yet to date a guy who's genuinely kind and loving towards her, so far it's been people like Karl" Hazel's voice explained in his head.

"Do you want to join us?" John said having an idea of how he could help this girl.

"Where are you going tonight?"

"Just round the corner, you know about the Backlash club-night at the Academy right?"

"Isn't that the metal night, I've never been..." she thought for a minute "...but I could do with just forgetting that guy, maybe a few drinks will help that."

"OK then care to follow me" John pointed to the end of the alley they'd come from.

"Sure, why not, I'm Alison by the way" she smiled and started walking.

"Pleasure to meet you, Alison" John said pleased to finally have a name to put to the face.

They walked and chatted together, getting to know Alison and letting her get to know them, John heard Hazel explain how she and Rose had lived on the same street since they were babies and went to the same school, he was intrigued by all this because he was finally getting to know the genies as he would any normal woman and they were both adding in little details that he didn't know before, he smiled to himself that they were exercising a little bit of freedom and being their own people as much as their roles as sex genies would allow.

The arrived at the club, it was still early so they got in for free, they all got their stamps, it was fortunate that John was talking to Alison at the time, had he not been she might have been a little unnerved by the genies making interested noises at the stamp and at the music and the lights and the people, and generally getting giddy at this overwhelming new experience.

John went up to the bar and ordered the drinks, handing each of the genies a snakebite, explaining it was a mixture of cider, lager and blackcurrent squash, both took a sip and instantly took a liking to the mixture of flavours, Alison had asked for a JD and coke and John got a double Jager and redbull.

They stood around the bar for a while the genies making little movements and really enjoying dancing and getting into the swing of things, each periodically would point at something like someone's hair or the lights or the people dancing. John was still chatting to Alison but he was also keeping an eye out for someone.

"I've got an idea of how to help Alison can you two maybe help me with this?"

"Sure, what do you plan to do?" asked Rose, responding to the psychic query.

"Well you mentioned she's yet to meet a nice guy, I've got a friend who might fit the bill, his name's Eric Plass, I think he'd be a good match for her and I'm thinking of introducing them, what do you two think?"

John felt a quick tingling behind his eyes again before a voice in his head responded.

"From the information we can gather from your thoughts they'd be an extremely good match, in fact if they got together it could turn into something much longer term given their respective needs and their compatibility" Hazel responded.

"That sounds great, you mentioned you could potentially manipulate a situation to help me get a person, if I create the right wish can you help these two get together, from what I've gathered they've both been through a string of horrendous partners, I reckon they need to meet each other."

"We can give you information on what they think of each other however we are YOUR genies we can manipulate the situation for you but not for them" Rose informed him.

OK, John thought, information he could work with, first thing's first, introductions.

Spotting Eric standing over near the DJ booth looking a little lonely he quickly hatched a plan. He told the genies to go and dance, have fun etc. but to keep up the psychic link so he could use them to gather information on how Alison and Eric were getting on. He then waved Eric over to the bar.

"Hey dude, how's it going?" John asked shaking his friend's hand and slapping him on the shoulder.

"Ah you know, same shit different day, nothing ever changes really" Eric responded, it was meant to sound light hearted but John knew that underneath his friend was sincere about it being shit, Eric was an engineering student who'd recently graduated and although he was a bright kid he was struggling to find a job, add to that he'd been single for over a year now after his last girlfriend had left him for one of the rugby lads and he was feeling overall dejected these days.

"Aye I remember it was hard for me when I left Uni, but I've run into someone who I think you should meet."

John turned his friend around and Eric looked straight into the eyes of a pretty young brunette, about his age, a little shorter than him and looking a little lost in her own life in the same way as he wasn't sure where his was going.

"This is my friend Eric" John informed her, "and Eric this is Alison, I met her on the way in tonight."

"Hi" said Eric a little nervous and extending a hand for a handshake.

"Hi" was the Alison's response as she shook the proffered hand and eyed this new man up somewhat intrigued, he looked OK, slim, a little muscle here and there, he was handsome in a sort of dishevelled kind of way.

"Well I gotta go to the toilet" John said, normally he wouldn't have said it but he needed an excuse to leave them alone.

As he walked away he was wondering how they'd get on, they were very similar but he knew Eric wasn't the most confident about talking to women and she had the simple problem that she'd just met three strangers and then been left alone with a fourth.

As it happened he genuinely did need the loo so after taking a piss he came back and went straight to the dance floor, finding the two genies dancing together and loving every minute of it, he came up and kiss them both and danced with them for a while, the dance floor wasn't particularly busy this early in the evening and the music was more of the underground stuff that DJs played at the start of the evening, generally the people who were there that early were the more geeky metalheads, as the evening progressed the place would inevitably fill up with the people who only knew the popular tunes.

After a few songs had passed he glanced over to the bar and could see the potential couple chatting but they still seemed a little awkward.

"So what can you tell me about what they think of each other?"

Hazel's voice entered his head first "He likes her, she likes him, they're both liking each other they're just not communicating that to each other."

"He's definitely interested but he needs to find some way of getting over the first hurdle, he can't figure out how to get from friendly chatting to more serious flirting, she's actually been flirting for the past two minutes, subconsciously, but she's not aware of the signals she's sending and he's not picking up on them" Rose furnished him with the additional information.

John thought for a moment, he couldn't make them say stuff but he could give them both a bit more information about each other, hopefully get a spark going between them.

"Is there anything specific that he could do to improve her view of him?"

"She's nervous, she doesn't mind this music but it's not her normal environment, if he made a bold move, maybe brought her onto the dance floor it would help both of them loosen up and it would skip over the need to say anything at this stage in the game" the information continued to come from Rose, Hazel was taking another drink and getting distracted by the music.

This gave John an idea, he quickly waved to Eric and beckoned him over and then pointed to Alison, trying to get her to come as well, he was hoping that she would hold back a little so Eric would have the chance to bring her over himself.

Eric started but then looked back at Alison shaking her head, instead of using words he took her hand, she didn't stop him and she let him lead her over to where John, Rose and Hazel were dancing.

As the two of them started interacting with each other a bit more physically they were still looking a little nervous to have too much contact, but their dancing was showing their level of attraction to one another, even though neither seemed to be picking up on it.

"OK, so we've got them dancing, they're still not getting it, is there anything else you can tell me?"

"Well our understanding of human nightclubs suggests that alcohol will lower inhibitions" Hazel suggested.

"Doesn't seem like the responsible thing to do."

"I don't understand" Hazel responded quizzically.

"Well humans don't consider it a good thing to get people too drunk, alcohol in general isn't considered a great thing."

"That's a bit of an inaccurate opinion," Rose explained "alcohol has some health impacts but in many cases the right amount of drink can let people see things that they'd be too restrained to explore otherwise."

"So what, I should get them both so hammered they don't know what they're doing and that'll get them together?"

"From our understanding of the term 'getting hammered' I'd say that's a bit of an overreaction, one or maybe two more drinks should get them to the level you want them to be" Rose said before putting her hand up and squealing to show appreciation for a particular melody.

"OK I think I've got it."

John left the four of them alone and headed to the bar, ordering up another batch of drinks, he'd noticed the genies' drinks getting low as well so he ordered two Morgan's spiced and coke, along with the JD and coke for Alison and another beer for Eric.

"There you go guys, got you a refill" he said handing Eric and Alison their drinks, before going back to the two genies who were thoroughly enjoying their night out, when he handed them the new drinks they both took a drink and took an instant liking, they both came in close beside John so he could put an arm around each of them kissing one and then the other.

As he looked back both genies were smiling broad smiles flashing white teeth and looking at him like he was a God.

"Why are you two looking at me like that, it makes me think you're up to something, or you want something, or both?"

"We're just appreciating what a great master we both have" Rose put in.

Before he could respond Hazel leaned in and whispered in his ear, "When we get home we're going to FUCK you like you've never been fucked before."

This got his attention, it was fantastic that the genies were able to take some initiative and he was considering cutting the night short here and now and going home just for that. But he wanted to enjoy the club a bit longer and he was interested to see where things would go between Eric and Alison.

As the music went on and the club got a bit more crowded it helped his plan, the more people on the dance-floor, the closer Eric and Alison had to dance to one another, as their drinks went down their interest in each other became more evident. At one stage Eric told John he had to go sit down for a while and disappeared off towards the sofas against the walls, the next time John saw him he was sitting on one of the sofas with his arm around Alison and his tongue down her throat, about an hour later he saw them leaving the club together and he smiled to himself.

Around midnight he and the genies left the club and headed back to the car, John was knackered and the genies were overwhelmed with the different bands and different drinks and as they walked to the car the genies were busy chattering on and thanking John for the night, he found it cute and in equal measure was still trying to get his head round some of it, he kept having to remind himself that these women had only come into existence a few hours ago.

As they got to the car John came up with a way to pass the time on the way home.

"Can you put tinted glass in this thing so we can see out but no-one can see in?"

"Done" said Rose, smiling as she could tell what he was thinking.

"And for the moment take out the back seats and instead put in a mattress covering the entire back seat and the area behind it."

"Done."

"And can you make the car drive itself home."

"Done."

Excellent, now that was sorted John climbed into the back and the genies followed him, all going through the same door Rose started to climb over him to lie on the other side as Hazel lay down on his left.

Rose never got as far as his right hand side, her huge tits pushed against his chest begged for attention and he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her onto all fours straddling him as she ditched her jacket. As he was helping her peel off her t-shirt Hazel had got onto all fours with her head next to his crotch and unzipped him, about a three seconds after his mouth had closed around Rose's left nipple and his hand had started squeezing her right breast, he felt the heat of Hazel's breath descend around his cock and her skilled tongue teasing his head, slurping around his shaft and extending further our to taste his balls. He was too caught up in Rose's gorgeous tits to really care about how, if her tongue's natural position here was on the top of his shaft had it reached around and down to lick his balls.

He honestly didn't care it felt so good as she did it again, from head to balls her tongue worked his cock like a popsicle and toyed with his testicles like gobstoppers, his head was deep in her throat and her muscles were working him just right to make holding onto his first orgasm a much harder task.

Rose was gasping and shuddering, he remembered how on the living room floor after he'd first fucked them he'd discovered just how sensitive their tits were and his tongue's manipulations of her nipples were designed to take full advantage of this.

Her red hair thrashed back as she threw her head back, groaning and screaming as her master devoured her luscious tits, she threw her head forwards to look him in the eye as his tongue worked it's way around her right nipple and sucked hard before his teeth gripped it firmly and pulled it out a little. His hand was busy massaging her other breast as the thumb moved in sow circles on her areola.

Hazel's extended tongue was now wrapping itself fully around his cock, with the very tip still flicking his balls and her lips closed around his head, she'd taken a bit of genie initiative and grown her tongue to be able to pleasure her master better and from the little movements he made, bucking his hips slightly off the mattress and into her mouth, she was doing a damn good job.

Rose was shuddering and her hips were rocking back and forth as if she were fucking some unseen imaginary dick. John's spare hand slid down Rose's back before raising up in the air and coming down on her ass with a loud SMACK!!!

"Oh Jesus, fuck yes, oh God yes, fuck-fck-fck-fck fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccccccccckkkkkkkk!!!"




Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 06



Rose's exclamations were fuel to the fire building in John as his tongue pressed on, wrapping itself around her nipple, his lips closing on her breast as if he was trying to swallow it whole, his teeth lightly grazing her skin and with a twist of her other nipple between his fingers he pushed her over the edge and her screams filled the car, her orgasm rippling out and coursing through her entire body until she reared up as much as the space in the car would allow, closed her eyes, opened her mouth and howled in pleasure.

"YYYYYEeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-hhaahahahaaaa-uuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-uuuhnnnnnngggggggggggggggggg!!!!!!!!!"

There was no interpretation necessary, John knew her orgasm was a powerful one, it was stupendously powerful, it was blowing her mind and raking through her body, sweat dripped off her and wet glistening floods of juice drained out of her cunt and down her legs, she was vibrating, her whole body was vibrating, she'd tensed up so much that she couldn't convulse or thrash about she could simply shake and vibrate in his arms as her orgasm ran it's course.

The crest of her orgasm having been conquered Rose's eyes fluttered as she struggled to open them, eventually prising her eyelids apart through sheer will power and breathing heavily she collapsed forwards, her tits squashing between her and John. As she fell forwards her lips smacked into his, whether by intention or by the simple logical course of her head as it fell they were now engaged in a deep and sensual slow kiss, it oozed love but lacked the urgency of previous kisses, the energy being injected reflecting how much that orgasm had taken out of Rose.

John was making a mental note of questions to ask the genies later, specifics about this incident and how they were effected by it, he wasn't about to voice these queries now, Hazel's mouth was skilfully wrapping itself around his cock and Rose's breasts were heaving against his chest, he wasn't about to interrupt that for a Q&A session.

Hazel's amazing tongue extension was now wrapping itself around his ball sack like a sensual python, she flattened it out and moved it around before narrowing it to wrap more of it around his balls, all the while the rest of it was moving around on his cock, the shaft getting worked over as she looped around it with the extended organ and moved it in circles like a cyclone with the cock head enclosed between her plump lips. He'd never experienced a blow-job like this before, probably because he'd never had a sex genie giving it to him before, the stimulation was intense and he was desperately trying not to cum.

But as Rose finally climbed off him, her orgasmic state giving way to a mischievous and loving desire to repay the favour to her master, he thrust his hips off the mattress, plunging his cock deep into Hazel's gullet and pumping her stomach full of his thick creamy jizz. Ropes and ropes of it issuing down her throat, filling her mouth and spilling out of her lips, trickling out onto his balls.

Rose spotted this and turned around so she could suck on his balls, skilfully using her tongue to scoop up any cum that tried to escape across his bollocks, her tongue swirling around one and then the other while her lips sucked and massaged the sensitive skin that contained his testicles.

John put his hands into Hazel's hair and held her head in place as his eruptions continued, giving her more cum than he'd thought his body was capable of producing, his large cock pumping deep in her throat as she worked overtime trying and failing to swallow the whole load.

As his bursts reduced in both size and power his hips returned to the mattress and his breathing started trying to make up the shortfall he'd suffered during orgasm, he inhaled so deeply, smelling the combined scents of genie cum and general sex, that he surprised himself, he hadn't realized just how long he'd stopped breathing for, he hadn't really registered that he'd stopped breathing at all, in truth it had only been about a minute and a half but the way his chest heaved as he opened his eyes felt like he was taking his first breath of the entire week. The air filling his lungs felt refreshing and brilliant and as it sucked in past his taste buds he was hit by the intoxicating aroma of two sexy ladies, both very turned on and ready for him, the scent was combined with something akin to honey mixed with salt, the smell of Rose's orgasm intermingling with the sweat that filled the atmosphere inside the car and the faint whiff of his own cum.

Blinking his eyes open he looked around for a moment, realizing the car wasn't moving, were they home? That blow-job and his and Rose's orgasms felt like they'd gone on for ever but he knew in reality it couldn't have been longer than ten minutes and he lived at least twenty minutes away. Looking out the windows, now with one way glass, he realized he hadn't actually told the now self-driving car where he wanted to go.

"Can the car drive us home by itself?"

"Absolutely" said Hazel, her tongue retracting and licking her lips to get the last flecks of his cum into her mouth.

The car shifted into gear and pulled out by itself, it was a little unnerving at first watching the wheel, pedals and gear stick move by themselves but John didn't get much time to dwell on that as the genie's movements drew his attention once again.

With Hazel's legs beside his head John had an idea, he unzipped her skirt and pulled it down, she kicked it off as he gazed lustfully at her delicious and exposed pink lips, she also took off the leather jacket and before she'd slid it all the way down her arms Rose was lifting the hem of her t-shirt, she lifted her arms and her huge and wondrous tits fell free and she was left in just fishnet stockings and a pair of boots.

He lifted her right leg and positioned himself under her and between her legs, with her in a sixty-nine position now he sent a mental message for Rose only, Hazel went back to sucking his cock.

Rose crawled around so her head was over Hazel's round and delectable arse and both she and her master went to work on Hazel's holes.

As they probed and licked and explored both her arse and her pussy simultaneously John had another idea.

"Rose can you give both of us tongues like the one Hazel used on me?"

"Certainly master" Rose gave a devilish grin before a massively extended tongue slid from between her lips and it's tip started pushing against Hazel's tight sphincter. John slid his tongue out and for a moment was distracted by the simple fact that he now had a tongue of ridiculously longer proportions than any human should naturally be allowed to wield, especially if they were about to slip it, swirling and twisting into the pussy of an extremely hot woman.

But that's exactly what he was about to do, the tip leading the snaking organ up the inside of Hazel's thigh, wrapping around her engorged clit and doubling back on itself to slip along the outer edges of her pink, tight lips. He flattened it out so it would cover both lips, adding a slight slalom motion as the tip reached the lower end of her opening, he circled around this spot for a moment before withdrawing back up her pussy, the body of his tongue still wrapped, pulsing around her clit, that section of tongue flattening across the pink nub before the sides of the tongue would close around it and twist slightly. All the while the tip retained it's independence and it reared up, like a serpent ready to strike, like a sea monster rising from the deep about to dive mercilessly on it's prey.... and so it did, the tip diving hard, aiming between her glistening folds and slipping unopposed, deep into her quivering pussy.

As it dived it absorbed the taste of her cum, this obscenely long tongue burrowing it's way into her pink depths, it's tip exploring her every fold, moving with skill and purpose, like a professional biker who knows the route blindfold the tip of John's tongue angled towards Hazel's g-spot and pounced. Dipping down, sliding along the spongy surface of the g-spot, the tip dancing in slow, painfully sensual circles at random intervals, pressing in here, lightly tickling there, flattening out to slither across a large area of the surface before narrowing again and withdrawing, the tip drawing a zig-zag pattern across the g-spot as it was recalled by it's master, his head outside the warm, wet, soft pussy.

As John's tongue had was hitting spots in her pussy that no person should be able to reach naturally, Hazel felt the other half of the two pronged assault making similar progress.

As John's tongue explored Hazel's cunt, Rose's was busy, nuzzling against the back door of her sister genie, progressively lubricating the hole more and more in preparations for her to insert a finger, a long middle finger from the red head slipped inside, one knuckle, then the second, then the hand bumping against Hazel's arse as this digit probed her most private hole, the extended tongue still ravenously exploring the circle around the whole and massaging the sensitive skin of the sphincter. All this was but the first volley, Rose placed a thumb either side of Hazel's arse hole keeping it prized apart as she withdrew the exploring middle digit, when the finger was out, the tongue slid in, expanding and contracting, pushing past her sphincter and deep into her rump, hitting spots that could normally only be hit by a big hard cock.

Rose's lips close on the sphincter and placed a long sucking, smacker of a kiss on the area around the hole as she pushed her tongue around inside Hazel's rear end.

Hazel had been sucking John's cock but that had stopped when the two tongues had entered her holes, even as a sex genie she was too far gone to do anything to John's large cock that was just inches from her face, she placed her hands on the mattress and closed her eyes breathing deeply and humping herself back as the two tongues worked together to attack the most sensitive parts of her insides.

Even a being whose entire purpose in life is to be the best sexual partner her master could ever wish for could only take so much, there were only so many times certain buttons could be pushed before she had an orgasm so huge that it should be banned under the Geneva convention, with tongues twirling inside her, wrapping themselves luxuriously around her clit, her pussy lips, her ass, her g-spot and parts inside both holes that have never been named in any sexual context ever because they were considered impossible to reach, Hazel's orgasm was so powerful and so explosive it could have levelled buildings.

An enormous banshee wail erupted from a wildly bucking busty genie, her hair whipping about her as she threw her head from side to side, rearing up, pushing herself back into the invading tongues, arching her back, thrashing around, prevented from moving too much as Rose held her arse in place and John used his arms to pin her legs. Hazel was disappearing off the edge of reality as wave after wave after tsunami after tsunami crashed onto her body, breaking against her uncontrollably bucking form, twisting her mind into hallucinations and setting her entire being on fire with impossible levels of sexual energy.

Her universe collapsed, her being reduced to a single moment, it wasn't a moment of pleasure, that was too.... real, too human, too restricted, it wasn't a moment OF pleasure, instead in that moment she and pleasure were one, a sacred sexual essence that pervaded reality and sat congealed and pooled between the weaves in the fabric of existence had been fired into her soul and for the briefest of moments, she WAS the universe, in that moment time ceased to exist, she couldn't have been there more than a second and she was certainly there longer than eternity, it was a deeply spiritual orgasm that hurtled her into the place where all things meet and nothing exists.

She felt this place she was in pull away from her, she fell back through the rent that had been created between reality and purity. She felt utter calm, her essence at one with itself as she felt the pull of gravity. The empty beauty of space rushing by her as she plummeted towards Earth, stars rushed past, she saw the planets hurtling upwards, Neptune big and blue and majestic, Uranus mystical and huge, Saturn old and great, Jupiter turbulent and busy, she was speeding up and Mars was but a brief red blur as her being flew back towards the blue watery marble that is Earth. Falling from the sky, across Europe with it's lights and it's majestic cities that emphasised bygone greatness, towards the island that is Britain. Eventually collapsing back towards a small corner of Berkshire just to the West of London, her soul and physical being were finally reunited, inside this small Land rover as it pulled into the driveway of her new home that she shared with her master and her sister genie.

As the car stopped she collapsed from all fours, rolling to the side between John and Rose as both withdrew their now shrinking tongues and looked at her with love, affection and a level of concern for her well being. For them they'd seen her completely freeze solid, not just catatonic staring but unmoveable like a statue of marble, a beautiful chocolate coloured effigy of some great Amazon warrior that had frozen in place, her skin had felt so hot John was surprised it wasn't molten, her voice had seized up and her entire form had locked in the same position for a full five minutes.

To her it wasn't five minutes, to her it was eternity made real the physical manifestation of time as a living, breathing entity. To her it was something that she'd only known about because it existed in the deepest, most inaccessible corners of a djinn's mind, something that even with her powers had only been a pipe dream, a subconscious yearning for an orgasm that broke the universe. A climax that briefly fired her like a sling-shot through dimensions.

As the car's engine switched off by itself Rose leaned over Hazel's limp body, she was breathing steadily, deep heavy breaths that caused her large tits to swell and fall like the waves of an ocean on a calm day, her eyes were glazed over and she was glowing.

John looked at her for a moment to make sure he was seeing what he thought he was seeing, many people talk about glowing after orgasm, how a person looks alive and vital, Hazel was certainly alive and a very subdued form of vitality was evident but she was actually glowing. A thin veneer of sunshine golden-red rippled and hovered as a less than millimetre thick layer on her gorgeous milk chocolate outer coating.

John and Rose both knew she was OK, that while under other circumstances this might be a worrying collection of symptoms in this instance it was a sign of something huge and amazing having happened to the voluptuous genie.

Their was a strange sense of calm hanging in the air within the car and a sudden lack of necessity to really do anything but John thought it would probably still be best to go inside, he calmly tucked his cock away, it was still hard but he could live with it for now, Rose understood what he was doing and gathered the clothes of both her and Hazel, she put her t-shirt back on to cover her tits on the walk to the door. They got out of the car, John picked Hazel up and carried her, cradled in his arms to the front door, he'd checked before he got out and at this time of night in this sort of town there was no real likelihood of encountering another person. He didn't worry about the slight chill in the air, despite her nakedness Hazel's body still gave off the heat of a roaring log fire. The colourful glow seemingly hummed and vibrated it's energy slowly seeping into Hazel's skin apparently having some unknown chemical reaction as a thin vapour rose from the genie's exterior layer and wound it's way towards the nostrils of both master and sister genie.

Both inhaled deeply the aroma of sexual energy and an essence of pure lust filled their lungs.

As the trio reached the door Rose realized that John had his arms full so she reached into his pocket and took out his key, they entered the house, John headed straight for the bedroom as Rose closed and locked the door.

John took Hazel straight to his bed, laying her on the mattress and pulling the duvet over her form, the glow had slowly abated, split between evaporating to invade the bodies of Rose and John and soaking into the skin of the overcome genie.

Rose entered the room just as John was pulling the duvet up, she looked at Hazel with eyes of pure love and unknowable depth.

"Is she OK?" John asked, he knew she was, he had no idea how he knew this but he knew nonetheless, some sort of sixth sense that he guessed had been gifted to him when he first formed the connection between the genies and himself.

"She's going to be fine, I know she's going to be better than fine but she needs time to recover."

John moved around the bed and Rose turned, they left the room and closed the door to give Hazel some peace and quiet.

"I would have though sex genies would be virtually impossible to tire out, is there no way I can just wish her better?"

They went downstairs, John realized he needed a glass of water and he wanted to sit and chat to Rose about what had just happened to Hazel.

As they descended the stairs Rose responded to his question.

"Under most circumstances both those thoughts would be accurate, however this is an exceptional situation."

"Why, what's happened to her?"

"I honestly don't know" said Rose, a slight hint of concern in her voice apparently at her inability to know exactly what had happened to her fellow genie, it was evident that the two genies shared a very sister-like connection, like sisters who fuck each other, like sexually connected twins they had a deep and loving bond and times when they weren't able to communicate each other's thoughts were times of great concern for them, like an emptiness stood where a thought should be, like a transporter pad in Star Trek that's failed to beam it's cargo.

"That sounds worrying" John said as he filled two pint glasses with tap water and they turned and sat at the breakfast bar in the kitchen.

"I would always have assumed so" Rose said, "but what I can gather is that it's something to be celebrated instead of feared, something huge has happened to Hazel and it's amazing, it's something that cannot be expressed through words, they can give an explanation, a vivid description but ultimately to know what's happened to her we would have to experience it for ourselves."

"So you're not at all concerned about her?"

"I'm not concerned about her, I'm happy for her, that she's experienced something like that and she'll be completely recovered by sunrise, it's just strange not knowing what she now knows, like someone's cleared away space for a monument that's yet to be erected."

"I'm so sorry you have to feel that," John said, smiling a warm, loving smile and holding her chin, his thumb stroking around her chin and cheek, she smirked back at him, her eyes held a depth he'd never noticed before and there was a cocktail of sadness, loneliness, lust, love and joy mingled in the corners of her beautiful sapphire blue orbs.

She was dishevelled, her hair was a complete mess, they were both sticky and sweaty from the club, add to that she'd had a pretty mind bending orgasm herself before the dual tongue assault had done.... something.... to Hazel, but to him she looked more beautiful than ever.

As they stared into each other eyes, they were both overcome with desire, pure lust, it was in both of them, Rose felt it in a way she never thought she should, like John was to be taken, like she was his to take and he was hers to take.

They stood up and embraced, nothing loving about this embrace but an essential intertwining of arms with arms, hands with backsides, tongues and lips met in a ferocious battle of wills, powerful kisses strung together, where one finished and another began wasn't defined.




Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 06



The two bodies grabbed and groped at each other in an urgent attempt to find the other's pleasure points, to push the most sensitive buttons and pull each other under in a flood of desire, saliva and sexual juices.

John picked her up by her arse, his intention was to take this upstairs, her arms were writhing across his body and her fingers were clawing at his shirt. His fingers squeezed her firm buttocks and she plunged her tongue deep into his mouth, seeking his tongue, like a quest for vengeance, a vital pursuit of absolute pleasurable dominance over her master's tongue.

As he attempted to walk from kitchen to stairs John pushed her back against the wall that separated the dining room from the hallway, her hands grabbed handfuls of t-shirt and pulled in opposite directions, the power of her lust evident in the pitiful resistance the material offered.

With his top discarded Rose wrapped her legs around his waist and used them to pull herself up his body slightly, when she was where she wanted to be she started grinding her now sopping cunt into the hard abs he'd wished for earlier in the evening.

Her skirt rode up and her arse came into view, he put his hands back on those twin orbs of flesh but this time enjoyed the lack of a barrier as his hands squeezed them and worked their way towards one another.

As he started to move again Rose wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her forehead to his as she kept humping his taught stomach, breathing deeply as probing fingers slid into the valley that separated her arse cheeks.

He had almost made it to the stairs but Rose randomly bucked and humped hard against him, he spun around and stumbled into the living room, 'Fuck the bed' he thought and he bent forwards dumping Rose on her back on the sofa.

He dropped his trousers and underwear and stepped out of them, his hard on raging, it looked bigger, it must have been bigger than the ten inches he'd had since he'd wished it to be a comfortable size for the genies.

He knelt down between her legs and kissed her deeply, the passion and lust that filled the air was so thick they could've drunk it, his hands found her tits as hers snaked around his neck, she pulled the hair band out that contained his long blonde hair, running her hands through the soft, sweat soaked mop.

His fingers dug into the material of the t-shirt that was stretched taught across her tits, he pushed them into the canyon between the two huge boobs and repeated her movement of moments ago.

The t-shirt was soon another rag on the floor as her heaving breasts, flushed with passion and raw sexual thirst pressed into his hard and tanned chest muscles, the nipples digging into his skin and raking it with every movement they made, his skin was alive with sensation and the bullet hard rubbery nipples dragging against his chest were like the sparker on a lighter, for her it was a torture that she craved as her breasts crackled with sexually charged particles of raw erotic electricity.

His hands took a quick grope and squeeze of her tits eliciting gasps from her as they took a quick breath between kisses. He reached down and grabbed her skirt, pulling it towards him, she brought her legs together and he quickly pulled off the last garment before parting her legs once more.

His raging hard cock, brushing against her skin as he knelt between her legs, the merest touch of the sensitive head to her lust-burnt skin sent shivers of ecstasy racing up and down his spine. He moved forwards and roughly grabbed her ankles to pull her towards him, lining his huge cock up he didn't even wait for her to breathe, he just thrust, his huge, thick, hard cock pushing straight through her engorged pussy lips and spearing deep into her slick, wet cunt.

He pulled out and pushed into her again, his thrusts powerful and knocking the air out of her lungs every time. He put his arms either side of her head and pushed his lips into hers, his tongue thrusting forwards as his hips thrust forwards once more, both delving deep into the red head's beautiful body. Sparks of fire and bolts of lightning danced between the two bodies as they pressed into each other, nipples dragged on skin, cunt muscles pulsated around his cock, massaging it in ways known only to sex genies, milking the huge thrusting appendage for as much cum as it could give her.

His thrusts sped up and she bucked her hips up to meet his every thrust, despite his bigger size her upward thrusts were just as powerful as his downward slams, the loud smacking noises of pelvis against pelvis, skin against skin, lover against lover filled the room, the desire in each of their bodies pushing them onwards to an immense mutual orgasm.

Neither knew which happened first, his cock swelled and her pussy contracted, his cum burst from his cock as her juices exploded from her cunt, fluid interacting, reacting, dancing and swirling together as they clamped their bodies together, she held him so tight he thought his rib cage would collapse, he pushed into her so hard that her continued breathing should have become an issue, their lips sealed to one another like immensely powerful magnets, the raw undiluted sexual energy that drained off them in waves pushed to the surface, carried in their sweat it coated their skin and pulled them even closer to one another, a release of epic proportions as their juices intermingled deep within Rose's womb.

The orgasm didn't feel like any either had experienced before, and the best both had had could be found by recounting the events of the last few hours. It was undefinable, it was a an orgasm of pure lust, desire, love, want, need, passion, eroticism and affection, all were involved all were intermingling in the womb of the amazing creature who lay pinned to the sofa, holding onto her master for dear life as something moved through her, something separating itself from her, something becoming, something arising from the depths of the lust-filled ocean in which they were currently swimming.

Their kiss kept going, they breathed through their noses, passing their life essences between them and knowing each other on a deeper level than ever before. Their minds swapping bodies and swapping back, John felt her soul touch his, a soul seems like such a human creation, we never consider animals to have souls and by many people's reckoning a genie who'd only existed for a few hours shouldn't have a soul but John knew it was there, he knew it because he was touching it, their souls entwined and part of their essence remained together in a place that existed forever in both of them.

Their souls parted, forever linked but returning to their respective flesh and blood vessels as their meeting was a joyous but fleeting one, distilling themselves once more into John and Rose, these two great parts of two beings who couldn't possibly know their own greatness settled satisfied in the cores of man and woman.

Lips slowly parted, eyes dragged open, thrusting had long since stopped and arms that were once crushing relaxed. Both man and genie looked at each other, nothing needed to be said, they were spent for the evening, even had they wanted to neither could've spoken, but there was nothing that could be spoken now that hadn't been communicated in the orgasm.

John collapsed onto his side, Rose rolled so her leg was between his and her arm was draped across his chest, they looked into each other's eyes their vision filled with love for one another until both pairs of eyes were shut. The warmth of each other's bodies held in a loving embrace was all they would need to keep them warm tonight, they fell deeply, slipped down and slept in peace.

-x-x-x-x-x-

Zarakynal picked himself up from the floor of his cell, his dazed eyes took in his surroundings, he was still imprisoned, his cylindrical room with it's unforgiving dark grey stone walls was still keeping him. He'd been allowed to take few items with him when he was captured, his mind was far too twisted to be permitted books or a pen or paper, anything that he could use to gain information or to write down that which he already possessed, he'd been given a magnet and a piece of string, this was his only indication of direction as the magnet hung from the shelf above his bed it gave away the general directions of north and south.

Beyond that he'd been permitted a ring, it was known to have some power but it had attached itself to his finger, it provided him with a general view of the world outside, he could see how mankind had progressed, he'd been imprisoned by the long dead Allfather Woden, his powers had been stripped as much as they could be and the rest was contained by the prison. He couldn't hope to break out, the metals in the door and bars had been forged by Mjolner, hammer of Thor, they were infused with magical strength that could not be undone and the walls were built solidly around him. The ring allowed him to see the world and major events unfold, the specifics of people however were beyond the power of this ring.

As he rose from the floor where he'd been hurled he clutched his hand saw the ring was broken, it had exploded, some epic event had overpowered it and he'd been hurled across the room, it came from a part of the world that was an island, he knew this island had once commanded the world's oceans beyond that he didn't care.

He looked around the room and spotted the line of fragments from the ring embedded in the far wall, the explosion had driven them deep and a crack had appeared in this apparently unbreakable prison. He smiled as he summoned what little magic he could in this place, focused it through his hands and unleashed a shockwave, bursting from his hands the telekinetic force rippled outwards, he shielded his eyes as the cracked wall exploded outwards and stone-dust billowed everywhere from the sudden rush of wind.

Stepping out into the wilderness for the first time in over a thousand years he cackled.

"Good to see you again world, let's go hunt some djinn."

-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-

Essences moved, great beings swam in the unreality behind the universe, their gathering was a celebration, a new one of their kind had been created and it swam with them now, it was only moments old but was already swimming in the universal tide with the strength of the greatest of them. New life had been created, this new essence was received with joy. But the great ones, the ones who were fully sentient and whose purpose it was to watch over their kind and guide them and gift them to those who deserved it had felt things change.

They contemplated how to show their gratitude as well as how to defeat a returning darkness and turned their attentions towards a distant planet, a blue planet and the trio of great beings responsible for both the creation of this new life and the unleashing of such power that it allowed a monster to walk free.

-x-x-x-x-x-

Hooves clip-clopped steadily, the column was four wide and eight deep, it headed down the road towards the ship sitting at the dock, the light of the moon and the veil of night was rolling back and a dawn light rippled across the bay, warming the fjords and dancing off their winged helmets, the spears pointed to the sky, armour shone, breastplates rose and fell covering heavenly bosoms and shields were solid, times had changed, their purpose remained the same.

Their numbers had dwindled since last they fought Zarakynal but they were bound to no other purpose, they knew they had to make it to Britain before Zarakynal, the drums of a long forgotten ancient war could be heard softly beating on a distant breeze, they couldn't allow that to happen again.



Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 07



Dear Readers,

thank you for reading these stories thus far, this chapter took a while to appear and I should warn you it's a long one. However there were several things mentioned in previous chapters all of which I felt I needed to bring together in this chapter. I am mixing several mythologies and taking ideas from a variety of literary sources to create this story and before anyone comments, I'm not sticking to historical accuracy or keeping 100% true to classic stories, I'm very interested in taking a lot of things, sticking them in a melting pot and going my own way. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this, the ending was particularly emotional to write and re-read when I was proof reading.

John awoke, his eyes were bleary and his muscles felt tired, he felt warm, especially against his chest, his eyes settled on the beautiful being that slumbered in his arms and the previous day's events returned to him. That had happened, that had actually happened, he also remembered Hazel, she was upstairs, presumably still sleeping, what happened to her last night?

He managed to move around on the sofa and disentangle himself from Rose's embrace without waking her, she looked so peaceful, she lay there, breathing deeply in her sleep, he leaned over and softly kissed her cheek before getting up and stretching.

His morning wood was too big to miss but he remembered a power he'd requested the previous day and willed his erection away. It was not his normal reaction but this was no normal morning, it didn't even seem natural considering he had two women in the house who were ready for him basically 24/7, but he needed to think.

He headed towards the shower, he had work to do on his book, housework was calling and he had a few hobbies that he wanted to catch up on. Truth be told none of that was going to get done because he needed to do it, it would get done so he had something to do while he was thinking.

Too much had happened last night for him to simply brush it under the proverbial carpet and he needed to think, he needed to give the genies time to recover and then he needed answers. But before all that he needed a shower and some breakfast.

He wandered slowly towards the bathroom, not bothering to pick up his clothes. He slowly opened the door to his room and slipped in, coming around to the side of the bed on which Hazel was lying he stood over her just watching the movement of the duvet in response to her breathing. She was still sleeping pretty deeply and he had no intention of waking her, he simply knelt down and kissed her temple before grabbing a towel and heading to the bathroom.

As he showered the smell of the shower gel reminded him of his plan for the day, a trip up to London, shopping to get the genies some stuff of their own, real clothes instead of the magicked on ones they'd worn up until now. He didn't see any real reason to alter those plans, the discussion that was going to take place this morning when the two genies were awake and recharged was going to be longer than any he'd anticipated when he'd first decided on a trip to London but it was still early and they could go in the afternoon.

He got out of the shower and towelled himself off as he walked towards one of the spare rooms. Instead of going into his room again and potentially disturbing Hazel's much needed sleep, he remembered that a few boxes of clothes had been left in one of the spare rooms.

He pottered for a while, he'd gone for jeans and a plain black t-shirt today, wearing his battered old trainers instead of boots. He made breakfast and sat in the office towards the back of the house eating his cereal and checking emails on his laptop. When the bowl was empty he opened up the novel he was currently working on and surprised himself with how easily the narrative flowed this morning. He'd filled a good few pages by the time an hour had passed and he thought it best to leave it at that for this morning, he'd finished a chapter and was making good headway with the next, his publisher should be satisfied with that.

He got up and headed to the basement, moving boxes around, putting empties into one of the cupboards and placing various items into piles on the tables he'd had assembled against the wall, the piles were just easy ways for him to remember where things were meant to go, as he bottomed his third box he felt it was time to start putting stuff where it was needed.

The next half hour was spent moving up and down stairs taking items to the bathroom, the kitchen, working out if he really wanted certain things, he'd had a few house warming presents from people who really didn't know him, they knew his family and they thought by extension they must know him but their presents reflected their lack of imagination. Of course a smirk spread across his face as he realized that his former landlady had accidentally given him the best house warming present any man could want.

He stood in the kitchen three hours after he'd woken, his arms were extended as he propped himself up against the breakfast bar and stared into the granite work top, his mind was still coming up with blanks as to what had gone on last night. Hazel had had an orgasm, he knew that much, he and Rose had cum together, extremely powerfully, he knew that, what else was there? Rose had essentially attacked him, his sex session with her last night had been a new experience for him, she'd been all over him, as if she couldn't get enough and something in his mind tugged at him, his subconscious was aware of how little of that seemed fuelled by the genie-master bond, the passion and intensity were very real, indeed more than he could wish for, in fact he was pretty sure that was the sort of sex you only have when the connection is unbelievably strong, it's not the kind of sex he could have just wished for, so where did it come from? Why did it happen? His mind was awash with questions and completely devoid of answers, he would have to wait until he could pick the brains of a genie.

He was still stood there having a staring contest with the kitchen work top ten minutes later when a chin appeared on his shoulder, he felt waves of hair brush against his cheek and arms wrapped around him, her breasts pressed into his back as she greeted him in a voice that still suggested she was tired.

"Good morning John" said the sultry red head, planting a kiss on his cheek, "that's for the one you gave me earlier."

"You were awake for that?"

"I wasn't exactly awake, but I sensed it when it happened, a little perk of the genie-master bond," she smiled a warming morning smile as he looked at her, she was still naked, well except the riding boots which he realized she hadn't taken off when they'd fucked last night.

"Would you mind taking a shower and maybe getting dressed?"

Rose looked a little confused.

"Nothing I can do for you this morning master?" she inquired, her voice still with a hint of tiredness.

"You make a very tempting offer," he laughed as he turned to look at her and held her sides in his hands, "but there are things I want to talk about before I do anything like that today."

"What sort of things?" Rose looked concerned, like that of a genie concerned for the well being of her master but more so the concern of a woman for her lover.

"I need to know what happened last night," John explained, "I mean with Hazel, and with us, I need to talk about why it happened, something tells me that even sex genies can't manufacture experiences like that, I doubt a wish can produce that level of passion when we have sex. I need answers but I'd like to give Hazel a chance to be in on the conversation, she's still sleeping but I think she should be a part of any discussion we have, so can you shower and get dressed, hopefully that'll give her time to come round, when she's awake I'll make you both breakfast and we can talk."

Rose smiled that same warm loving smile he'd found so adorable on her, she leaned in and kissed him, it felt like a normal kiss, but at the same time to have that level of normalcy with a woman who wasn't even 24 hours old felt distinctly abnormal.

"You're a good man and a wonderful master, we're so lucky, Hazel and I, to have been released and claimed by someone so kind, thank you" she leaned in again and kissed his lips before turning and moving towards the stairs.

He heard the shower start up and went back to pottering around the house. As he finished the hoovering in the living room and switched the vacuum cleaner off he heard a door open upstairs and light footsteps padded towards the bathroom, the shower door opened and then closed and he heard a squeal of delight, Hazel was up and Rose was obviously pleased to see her sister up and moving about. John did a bit more housework before heading upstairs to check on the two of them, he thought Rose might want a bit of time to reconnect considering the loss she'd felt when Hazel's experience knocked out their connection.

As he started up the stairs he heard the water shut off and the shower door open. When he entered the bathroom he found the genies wrapped in towels cuddling close like long lost relatives and as he stood there watching for a few moments they kissed passionately off and on.

After those few moments had passed he entered the room and approached, Hazel looked at him for a minute, he didn't know what to say but as he opened his mouth she jumped on him, she grabbed his mouth and kissed him hard, it wasn't a deep, sexual kiss but a hard, thank you smacker. Their lips pressed hard together as he relaxed and enclosed her in his arms. As they broke the kiss they looked at each other and John understood she was thanking him for his part in that orgasm, he didn't know what had happened to her but she was clearly grateful and whatever it was had done something immense for her.

After a few more light kisses he explained to Hazel what he'd said to Rose about wanting a discussion, he then said he'd give her some room if she wanted to take her time drying off and she could come down when she wanted but she made it clear she didn't want any more time away from him.

-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-

As they were moving around his house other things were occurring, far away, beyond the veil of reality and yet in a part of the universe to which they were now unwittingly connected.

Great beings swam in earnest, they had every hope of reaching Earth before the great evil that they'd felt could truly unleash it's power but they couldn't track the unbound one so their hopes were based on little more than a feeling.

As they swam the great ones at the head of the pack communicated silently, psychically, with a connection that no human could ever fathom. They communicated their hopes, their desires to help the ones who'd created the new being that swam with them, a new djinn had been created, naturally and with the help of a human, this was unknown for nearly ten centuries.

More worrying to these great beings was the evil, they were ultimately beings of love, of lust, of joy, they had no natural inclination to waging wars. But there were others, not djinn but the Jekars, great genies of power, not sex genies, these beings could've been termed war genies but that would bely their wisdom, they did not seek war, but merely aided the good when evil threatened.

The pack continued to swim as one of the great leaders at the head peeled off and disappeared through the fabric of this dimension, seeking the council of those who's arena they were about to enter.

-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-

John moved about the kitchen as the genies sat at the breakfast bar, he decided to introduce them to the breakfast of royalty, ultimately they were his queens, the most powerful pieces on the chess board of his life and he loved them, so he cracked eggs, opened packs of bacon, put bread in the toaster and got out two plates, a full English was his traditional way of waking up after a hard night, apparently these two beings, who couldn't even get tipsy unless he wished it, were the worse for wear after last night's events. It was the morning after the night before, that thought made him chuckle, normally alcohol had done that to him, he never thought an orgasm could effect someone so much that they had tiredness equivalent to a hangover the next day.

The genies were sat close to one another, occasionally sharing a peck on the lips. He filled the two plates and set them down in front of the genies, moving off to the fridge and pouring each a large glass of orange juice. As he set the glasses down the genies tucked in, eyes going wide and little mumbles of approval escaping from their lips.

Hazel had gone for a brilliant white t-shirt, stretching tight across her huge tits, John suspected that they were always going to wear clothes that looked a size too small, but he wasn't complaining, it was distracting but fantastic at the same time, she also wore completely black jeans that clung to the shape of her arse and the movements of her legs like a climber desperately clinging to a cliff.

Rose wore a black leather skirt like last night but she also had on a pair of completely black tights that went into New Rock boots with red licks of leather flame around the toes and looked heavy and cumbersome, on her top she had a black Airbourne t-shirt, the whole ensemble was topped off with tasteful make-up and classy earrings to give her a sophisticated but heavy metal look all at once. And her beautiful red hair, that was a natural deep rouge and normally tumbled in waves across her shoulders and her tits was now straightened.

John liked this look, he liked every look the genies had had so far but he was still amazed at the variety that these women could come up with and how every different look seemed designed to make him love them more.

As the two ladies cleared their plates John sat at the breakfast bar with them and watched them for a minute, when the plates were empty he started talking, he had no idea how to have this conversation, it was not one that he'd ever imagined he'd have to plan. Where to start? Well his logical mind said the best place is the most obvious question.

"So what happened to you yesterday?" He asked looking at Hazel with a mixture of curiosity and concern, despite Rose telling him that what had happened to Hazel was something for celebration he couldn't help being concerned because he didn't know what had happened.

"I had an orgasm," Hazel started, explaining what they already knew but not knowing how else she was meant to begin.

"I had the kind of orgasm that humans can almost never achieve, it's something that all djinn when they're created are aware can happen because we're aware of every sexual possibility no matter what the probability of it's occurrence is. It's a full body orgasm but it's more than that, it felt for a moment like I broke the universe, I was flying through space, through time through things that aren't there and are there all at once..."

"I'm not sure I follow." John interjected.

"It's something I could describe a million times with words, but never truly make you understand any clearer, it's something that's mentioned in the human religions of Buddhism and Hinduism, in texts like Karma Sutra and books on Tantra, I became the universe and the universe became me, in human terms it's often described as 'the drop becomes the ocean and the ocean becomes the drop'... it has no true human definition nor is there much djinn, at least at our level, can know about it because it's the a way of travelling a sexual path to a higher plain of existence, even if you only remain there for a moment."

"So what it's like touching heaven or something?"

"It's something djinn are aware of and the idea of touching heaven is similar but it's not quite as simple as touching heaven, as humans understand the idea."

"If you're struggling to explain maybe we should tackle this from another angle..." John started, pondering for a moment, "what was the glow?"

"Glow?" Hazel inquired, genuinely unaware of what John was mentioning.

"You were glowing after you collapsed in the car, John carried you to the door and the glow started coming off you in vapour," Rose explained, "some of it seemed to sink into your skin, the rest of it we inhaled."

"Rose, you do have the knowledge of what that was, it's just not knowledge either of us was really expected to need when we were first placed in the vessel."

Rose concentrated for a minute, her eyes betrayed the effort she was putting into thinking and John was amazed that such powerful creatures still had limitations.

"It was creation," Rose whispered, almost inaudibly.

"What do you mean creation? You're saying Hazel's pregnant? Can genies even get pregnant?"

"We can get pregnant with a human child and bear it to term if our master wishes it but I was not the one who was pregnant last night," Hazel revealed.

John looked back at Rose, confused and uncertain, his eyes craved information and both genies could hear his soul screaming for something he could cling onto, it felt like a situation was developing and at the same time slipping from his grasp and inside he was terrified of what the future might hold.

"You felt it last night, right?" Rose looked back at John.

"Wait so that unbelievable experience we had together on the sofa together, that was you getting pregnant?"

"Not exactly...."

"What do you mean not exactly?"

"Well you never wished for me to get pregnant with a human child, the feeling that I had was like something was tearing away from me, something we created was escaping."

"Yeah, I felt that, it was weird, what was it?"

"Well in a sense we were both pregnant last night..." she paused to let that sink in as John's faced took on a blank look, right now he was like character in a comic book, he had a big speech bubble next to his head with absolutely nothing in it, how was he meant to process that information?

Rose continued, "...we conceived and gave birth to a djinn.... I think."

"Come-again?"

"The orgasm you gave me sent me on an incredible journey," Hazel piped up, "it hurled me through places that even djinn don't like to dream of because they're such high places we can never expect to get there. When I came it released a huge amount of sexual energy, raw sexual energy."

"What does that mean? And how does it relate to Rose... and me getting.... umm, pregnant?" He whispered the last word as if it was his little secret.

"Sexual energy is a very raw and basic form of energy," Hazel started, trying to work out the best way to explain the metaphysics of djinn conception, "completely raw sexual energy is separate from any other entity, it exists without a purpose, it longs for a purpose...."

"I thought energy was inanimate, how can it have desires?"

"Sexual energy is different, it's what makes up djinn, sexual energy resides within all sexual creatures but in them it knows it's purpose, it's there to drive them during their sexual experiences, raw sexual energy exists apart from everything else."

"That still doesn't explain what happened last night."

"Patience, we're getting to that, believe me this is a strange situation for djinn to be in as well," Hazel comforted.

"That glow that Hazel had when you were carrying her from the car was pure, raw sexual energy," Rose explained, John breathed out a little, he felt a small piece of a large puzzle fall into place, he finally had something he could grasp, a tangible piece of information regarding what he actually saw with his own eyes.

Rose continued, "We inhaled it and that's what drove our insane sex last night, it overrode the genie-master link that stops me from just taking you and demanding sex from you, it overpowered your ability to think in any terms other than simply mating and fucking and having me for your own, even though I already am yours," she finished with a warm loving smile, but it was tinged with a tiny hint of sexual suggestion.




Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 07 Prologue



Dear reader this is my first submission, I'm submitting several parts of the same story all at once. Please give me feed back when you've read them all. This is inspired by various previous genie chronicles stories which can be found on this site. Also if you're looking for sex please be patient, there's none in the prologue and very little in Chapter 1 but it picks up in later chapters once I've laid the groundwork. 

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John was happy to be finally moving out of the shit hole he'd been calling home for the past 4 years, while he'd made the best of a bad situation the single room in a house-share in the small market town in Buckinghamshire had long since gotten too small for his personality. His books and music had piled up and piled up until he could barely move, his geek side had pulled him to constantly learn more and his love of music stretched back to when he was 9 years old and first picked up an Iron Maiden CD in a music shop.

He was a decent enough looking guy, nothing AMAZING, he had the remnants of a beer gut, he had noticeable biceps and when he wore shorts he had big lower legs too, the result of a lot of hiking, he was 5'11, long blonde hair (well he was still a metalhead, that was sort of obligatory), but he'd never had much self-confidence (mainly due to having only recently got into any sort shape, at 25 he was looking OK but dial back the clock 10 years and he was 16 stone, 44 inch waistline and one of the least fit boys at his school) and as a result his dating history had been extremely limited.

Never the less he'd kept going, imagining the perfect girl would come along eventually and in the mean time he'd busied himself with work outs, reading books on symbology, Egyptian hieroglyphs, history, military, science, engineering, philosophy, religion, sociology and psychology. He'd immersed himself in music, not just heavy metal but classical too and to a limited extent trance/ house music.

He'd decked out his room with some huge speakers and plenty of gothic ornaments and usually had some incense going. As a result he was quite a deep guy, but always the lack of female attention gnawed at him and every once in a while he'd realize just how lonely he was.

But the boy had done good recently, picked up more regular paid work while he finally put pen to paper and started writing some of the novels that had been gestating in his imagination for a while now. With a couple of those novels selling in decent quantities he'd gotten enough money together to afford a decent house for himself.

He wasn't moving too far but the town of Windsor was much more up-market than his previous place of residence and it was a much more lively place with a huge castle in the middle of it, John being a history lover had been especially drawn to that feature, because let's face it who doesn't love a good castle right? 

And so today he was loading his stuff into the van and getting ready to start living in his own place. As he was almost done with the loading he went back to have a final check of his room and to have a final settle-up with the landlady. 

As he entered his room he passed a box of random bits and pieces on the landing, entering his room he found his landlady checking around the room for damages and the cleaning lady was already starting to wipe the dust off a few surfaces.

"Hi, I'm all loaded now, it's been a good few years here but I'm kinda glad to be moving on" he said.

"It's been good having you John" said the landlady "you've been one of the easier residents of the past few years".

John chuckled at that, yep he'd seen a few nut cases come and go.

"So how much do I owe you for the damages?"

"Not much really, just call it a square £50 and that should cover it".

John got out his cheque book and wrote out a cheque for £200, he decided to be generous, she'd been patient with him at times when he'd been behind on rent and she'd had a hard few years so helping her cover a few more costs seemed like a the right thing to do.

As he handed her the cheque he glanced at the box of nick-nacks by the door. The landlady picked up on this and started explaining.

"My mother's recently had to go into a care home, we were moving some of her stuff out and we found that box, as far as I can tell it's all junk."

John looked at it and for the most part he agreed, it was old jars and small pots with coins in them and almost all of the glass ware or pottery was the tacky sort, but his eyes were drawn to a tubular object, a cylinder roughly 15 inches long and about the same around as a pringles can but this was all one piece, all of it was an obsidian black colour and it had almost no features, almost, but John, ever the curious problem solver was excited by stuff that was "almost" something or "almost" not something, he loved chasing those trails and as he picked up the object it felt right, it felt like something he was meant to find, it was flat at both ends with small dots, a few symbols carved into the surface and the rest of it was smooth.

"What's this?" he asked, not really registering that it was someone else's property and he'd just picked it up as if he was entitled to it.

"No idea John, I've got no use for it so it'll probably go to the tip like everything else", his land lady responded, bemused by the man in front of her and the way he was enthralled by what seemed to be useless rubbish.

"Can I take this?" 

"Don't see why you'd want to really but if you can find a use for it by all means have it".

John reached for his wallet thinking he'd chuck £10 at her as payment but she just held her hands up.

"Consider it a house warming gift"

"Thanks", John said still a little absent of mind, he was startled from his daydreaming by the moving van's horn and the drivers impatient shout of "move it".

He said his final goodbyes, thanked his landlady and the cleaner for 4 years of memories and headed out and jumped in the van. He dumped the cylindrical object in the bag between his feet, the bag was full of his clothes but it didn't matter everything would get sorted out at the other end.

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A week later John was moved into a decent sized detached house in Windsor, he had four bedrooms, a shower that looked brand new in a bathroom that had apparently only just been put in, a large living room occupying one side of the house with a dining room and kitchen sharing the other side and in the middle a wide hallway leading to a similarly wide stairway.

With all his stuff moved in he'd spent the past week organising and unpacking, although the perks of being a writer seemed to be the capacity to be at home all day his publishers were starting to ask him when he was going to finish his next book, so despite being at home he didn't feel as much let-up in the pressure, but having done plenty of work this morning he was taking the afternoon off to sort out the boxes and bags of stuff that still weren't organized from the move the previous week.

He was in his bedroom, sitting on his large double bed and sorting through a bag of clothes, this bag seemed to have nothing but black t-shirts in, he chuckled to himself at that, he did have a lot of them, from bands he'd seen live to festivals he'd attended to gothic artwork he had a lot of black t-shirts. Picking each one out individually, putting it on a hanger and placing it in the built in wardrobes that occupied the entire wall to the right of the door from door side to window. As he worked he came across the black object and realized it must have gotten buried as the van was moving and no wonder he forgot it was there it was a black object amongst black t-shirts.

He got up placed the t-shirt he'd been holding in the wardrobe and then took the object downstairs to the living room so he could sit comfortably and muse over it, that should waste a few hours he thought.

As he examined it he turned it and stroked it and held it to the light to see the symbols around the middle better, noticing what looked like the sign for Gemini the twins in the zodiac, the symbol was placed at equal points around the circumference of the object like the cardinal points of a compass with smooth unbroken surface between them. John continued to move the object in his hand testing theories, trying to twist the two ends in opposite directions, he tried pulling the two ends to see if any separations appeared but nothing, brute force wasn't going to solve this at least not on it's own. He started turned it once again and held the flat ends of the tube as he looked at the side, pressing here and there until..... wait... what was that? He pushed the exact centre point at each end and felt them give a little, they were smooth and unbroken but as he looked at the end and as he pushed them again he noticed the surface dip in, it was moveable, he held it between both hands again and used his middle fingers to press in as hard as he could on the moving points, this was the best lead he'd had so far and he was going to follow it as far as it would go. 

As he continued to exert pressure he heard a click-hiss, sound and then the centre points became hard and unmoveable, he was disappointed until he noticed how the cylinder had separated in the middle, with a line running right the way round, separating each Gemini symbol so one twin from each pair was on each side of the separation.

He tried putting a nail in there to separate them more but to no avail, he then tried twisting like before, but whereas previously the material had been solid and unmoveable now the two ends moved in opposite directions, sliding smoothly through 180 degrees before popping open further, this final pop surprised John and he jumped, but that was followed by a haziness as purple smoke billowed from revealed compartments in each end of the object, as the haziness increased John got up, worried at what was happening, honestly he didn't know what he was going to do but he got up out of instinct, but that only carried him as far as the fireplace, his last memory was the room starting to fall forwards before he blacked out completely.



Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 07



"So how come we conceived last night? I still don't get that bit."

"The energy we inhaled was powerful, believe it or not only about one percent of it was used by us, that sex we had last night was the result of the tiniest dose of pure sexual energy, the rest of it was funnelled into the orgasm, when we came in unison it created the perfect conditions within both of us, we ceased to exist, souls came together, the two became the one and that oneness was so beautiful to the universe, so powerful that it charged the sexual energy that we'd inhaled."

"I remember it was incredible, I remember feeling like I couldn't breathe but knowing that it didn't matter, it was the most amazing thing I've ever felt in my life..." John blurted, he knew what he'd felt, he wasn't sure if it helped the genies with their explanation, he just felt he had to add something to the conversation.

"Yeah..." Rose resumed, "basically all that energy, combined with lust and love came together, it basically mixed together to produce something real, a tangible being, our orgasm created a djinn."

The room fell silent, the genies were waiting on John as his mind worked over this information.

"So if we created it, are you now pregnant with a baby djinn?" He looked at Rose his confusion still written in bold letters across his deeply furrowing brow.

"It doesn't quite work like that," Rose began tentatively, "the djinn once created doesn't gestate like a human foetus, the spirit of the djinn is created and then released into the universe, beyond that we don't know where it goes or how, there's a limited amount djinn at our level are permitted to know about these things, it's not our place to know these things, our primary purpose is to be yours, to bring you pleasure and to be the best possible sexual partners for you."

"I suppose that makes sense."

Something didn't add up though.

"I thought you said djinn were created by sorcerers? How then can we have conceived one?"

Hazel picked up this one, "some powerful sorcerers knew how to manipulate the energies that exist behind the universe, they could create djinn and trap them in a vessel, often this would be done to gain favour with a powerful ruler. Vessels were definitely gifted to Sultans of what is modern day Turkey, some were intended for the Pharaohs of ancient Egypt, it's believed that one of the muses of Henry VIII of England was a djinn, certainly there were a number created for rulers of northern kingdoms, the people humans would call Vikings, of course they were called different things in different cultures but they were the same thing..."

"Wait Henry VIII had a genie? I never read that at school."

"It's unlikely that her presence was ever known, there's not much known about her and our knowledge is just as limited. We know some of the history and the rumours of the djinn, but we are not able to actually track the movements of other djinn or the people who create them, it would draw too much attention from those with bad motives," Hazel informed him.

"Anyway," she resumed answering the original question, "some djinn are placed in their vessels by the djinn race themselves, they are provided as gifts to those who've earned them or helped djinn out in some way, it's likely that we came from that source."

"Wait does this mean there's someone else out there who's meant to have control of you? Am I stealing someone else's genies?"

Both of them smiled at him in a warm, loving smile, they got up and walked around to his side of the breakfast bar, both put their arms around him in a warm, affectionate and loving hug, both kissed his cheeks and they stood there with their arms around him as Rose spoke up.

"You are our master, you released us from our vessel, you brought us into the world and we are yours and yours alone, we can never be any other's, you solved the puzzle of our vessel and we are forever bound to you, don't worry about whether someone else was meant to find us, you did find us, that's what matters."

"Also," Hazel put in, "you're a very kind, loving and benevolent man, genies cannot choose their masters but if we could you would have been chosen by a djinn long ago, what more could we ever want from our master?"

"Yeah," Rose added, "the mere fact that you were concerned about who was meant to have us originally shows exactly the kind of person that you are, you are the kind of person that the djinn race would be inclined to reward."

John had no idea of how to respond to that, the information he'd just gained was still a little overwhelming but he was happy with the answers he'd received he stood up and slipped an arm around the waists of both genies, leaning his head towards Hazel he kissed her deeply, their tongues slowly swirling against each other, there was no urgency in this kiss, just love.

When he broke from kissing Hazel he turned his head and shared the same sort of kiss with Rose, as he did so he pulled them very tight, it was something of a sharp movement so both genies yelped a little but laughed as he broke off his kiss with Rose and his hands slipped lower on their backs, his fingers finding their arses and probing between those delectable cheeks.

Both genies moaned and shuddered slightly as his fingers worked expertly at their back doors, pushing what buttons he could with the fabric of their clothing in the way.

Both of them had an arm around his back and one hand on his chest, their chest hands traced down his torso and slipped below the line of his belt, grasping his rapidly hardening cock and slowly massaging their hands up and down the heavy, meaty appendage.

He wanted to fuck them now, in fact he needed to, but he'd promised them a trip to London so he was determined to make this one quick, they were swiftly getting him worked up and his cock was a raging monster by now, Hazel pulled her hand out of his jeans and unzipped his flies.

He leaned in and kissed Hazel once again as she undid the button at the top of his flies, Rose then pulled the huge cock from his underwear and wanked it slowly up and down as it stood there rampant and proud.

John pulled his arm from around Rose's waist and slid it up Hazel's stomach, gripping one of her huge tits in his fingers and squeezing the nipple through the t-shirt.

While he was doing this Rose had put both hands to his cock and was dropping to her knees in front of him. She pulled his cock towards her face and her tongue slid out to encircle the head, she engulfed him and sucked deeply, pushing his cock all the way into her throat and holding him there, his long cock completely captured in her mouth, drool and precum mixing together and slowly dribbling from the corner of her mouth as her tongue slurped around the shaft and teased the sensitive area under the head.

John's left hand was still on Hazel's arse but it was now sliding under her jeans rather than toying with her through the denim, his skilled fingers slipped down, over her arse and his middle finger inserted itself into her tight hole.

He moved his hands to her front quickly and undid her jeans, pushing them down to her knees before turning her around and bending her over the breakfast bar. As he intended this was going to be quick.

He pulled his cock from Rose's skilled throat and lined it up with Hazel's cunt, his thumbs toying with her arse hole. His head brushed against her moist pussy lips and he thrust his huge cock deep into the sexy genie's hole.

Hazel groaned and gripped the edge of the breakfast bar as she felt John withdraw and slam his big dick home again, she rock forwards, her breasts, still contained in the t-shirt mashed into the granite surface as she started pushing her hips back to meet his thrusts.

Rose walked around the bar and stood by Hazel's head, she pulled up her skirt as she magicked a huge cock of her own from her loins. Gripping a handful of her sister's hair she pushed her cock in to Hazel's gaping mouth.

Hazel was in heaven now, both genies had been designed to get off on being face-fucked, it was something John enjoyed and they were intended to enjoy it too because in their forming moments they'd realized he didn't want to be selfish, so to allow him to enjoy it knowing they were getting equal amounts of pleasure out of it made sense.

So now being pounded from both ends by huge cocks, Hazel was coming close to orgasm, strangely her experience the previous night hadn't made other sex stale as one might expect, instead she just loved this experience as much as she would have done had she never had the universal orgasm.

John had got worked up fairly quickly this time, he'd been teased by the genies slightly this morning, not to mention the morning wood he never dealt with and the times he'd been tempted to fuck one or both genies when he was sure they weren't even trying, he was more than ready to blow a load deep into Hazel's pussy.

Rose was also in need of an orgasm this morning, her master had just made her sit for ages talking and this horny genie needed sex so her huge cock buried in Hazel's warm luxurious throat felt overwhelming.

Hazel felt like a slut, she loved feeling like a slut at times like this, a cock in her cunt and another in her throat, the only thing that could improve this would be a third in her arse, but she couldn't vocalise this as her mouth was still filled with Rose's huge cock.

As luck would have it John was just thinking similar thoughts.

"Can I get a second cock, same size as this one attached directly above my current one?"

Rose smiled a wicked sexy grin and a second huge cock extended from the skin directly above his original.

John was amazed, at how this felt, he could feel it's hardness, it's warmth, everything about it matched his current one, except at the very base were it was slightly more flexible, he got the feeling that the genies knew exactly what he was planning.

Withdrawing his cock from Hazel's pussy, he moved his new one into position, pointing directly at her ass.

Hazel's eyes closed in anticipation as she had two cocks teasing both her entrances, one nuzzling urgently against her tight arse and the other brushing up and down at the entrance to her cunt.

And with one long slow thrust he was in, double the cocks, double the pleasure, for both John and Hazel, the extra penis was every bit as sensitive as his natural one and his thrust bumped parts of Hazel in both holes at once. The long slow push that raked their most sensitive skin against each other sent a wave of shuddering moans through Hazel and John had to close his eyes a moment to just enjoy the warmth of being in both holes at once.

Hazel moaned around Rose's huge cock sending vibrations through the sensitive shaft. This in turn caused Rose to moan as she held tightly to the handfuls of Hazel's hair she was using to keep the ebony beauty's mouth in place.

Soon the thrusting resumed and Hazel was soon in a state of orgasmic bliss as her body was pounded by the three cocks. Shuddering and shaking, her hands gripping the edge of the breakfast bar so hard she felt she could break the granite, her pussy and ass contracted and her juices exploded around John's cock.

As this happened Rose's cock erupted, large wads of genie-jizz firing down Hazel's throat, pooling in her mouth as she swallowed what she could.

John was in a completely new realm of pleasure as he felt two tight holes contract around his cocks at exactly the same time, continuing to thrust as much as he could into the convulsing genie he felt the pressure building in his balls.

Hazel's shuddering and thrashing on the smooth polished granite surface of the breakfast bar was causing her to move about in fantastically unpredictable ways that shot sensations through John's twin cocks, his breathing became laboured and he felt the hot spunk flowing to both heads.

And then, he had the amazing experience, like having two orgasms in the same moment, both cocks erupted with thick ropes of hot jism, filling Hazel's arse and pussy to overflowing, he kept pumping more and more deep into her bowls until his eruptions turned to spurts and his spurts became trickles and his seed dribbles running down Hazel's legs, mixing like a potent cocktail with her own expelled fluids.

Rose pulled her cock from Hazel's mouth and pulled the ebony genie's head from the work-top, planting a slutty kiss on her mouth and swirling her own tongue around the one covered in the spunk she'd just ejected. They swapped the cum back and forth and Rose's tongue lapped around Hazel's mouth and chin to capture the drizzles of fluid that had escaped the busty, black slut's mouth. Kissing her deeply once again and receiving a gift of her own cum in return.

John's cocks were now all but spent, for the moment at least but the genies would probably have him ready to go again whenever they next decided they needed to be fucked. His two cocks were deflating and they slowly slipped from Hazel's holes.

A flood of intermingled juices dribbled out of both pussy and arse and she felt the way her entire nether region had been ravaged, he came around the bar and offered his cocks to both genies. Each took one slowly softening dick in their mouth and sucked it for all it was worth, Rose loving the taste of John's cum combined with Hazel's pussy, Hazel enjoyed the taste of her own arse along with John's delicious cum.

They lovingly cleaned him off and Rose then spent another few minutes behind Hazel sucking the cum out of her cunt and arse and capturing any that was escaping down her legs.

As Hazel stood up John wished for them to be clean and tidy again and also requested they get rid of his second cock, they both looked slightly disappointed by this but he promised them he had ideas for how to use it in the future, this was not the last time he would fuck two holes at once.

They stood in the kitchen enjoying the post-sex feeling for a moment before John started moving once again, picking up his keys and his wallet and checking that he had everything that he'd need for the trip to London.

"Are we still going for a day out?" Rose inquired excitedly.

"Yeah, I'm still gonna take you up to London, give you a quick tour of the beautiful city and I think you could do with a bit of shopping, I'll get you some clothes and maybe take you to Lush or Body Shop so you can have your own bath and shower stuff."

Both girls giggled and danced around like giddy, excited school children, their master was still trying to give them as much freedom and equality in the relationship as he could and for this they were eternally grateful.

They came over and cuddled up to him and smiled up at him, big, toothy, cheerful grins. He hugged them back and started moving towards the door.

They climbed into the car for the short drive to the station, he could've driven to London from here but he didn't fancy spending the rest of his days stuck in traffic, park and ride was the way to go and plus genies on the train!?!? His imagination was working on what might be doable on a public train with the help of the genies.

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The young lady walked around the corner into the station bathroom, she'd just come back from America and was glad of Germans taking pride in keeping their public areas clean. Her striding stopped as she heard a splash beneath her feet and her eyes took in the carnage of the public bathroom.

Zarakynal gave a small smirk as he heard the blood curdling scream erupt from the bathroom, he didn't need to look back as he boarded the train, it was a long trip from Berlin to Paris but it got him closer to the beings that had accidentally been instrumental in his release. He felt his power returning to levels he hadn't felt in a millennium, the life essence of the human women was enough for now until he found a djinn.

He'd changed from his robes, they marked him out too much, he'd taken a suit from the closet of the first house he'd come across after his escape. He'd crossed into Germany from Denmark in a stolen car, the knowledge of how this strange vehicle worked had been cleaned from the teenage daughter of the family from who's house he'd taken the suit. She was 18 and in the prime of her life, apparently a solid boyfriend who she was considering marrying and plenty of hopes and dreams for the future, it had felt good to take her and then take her life.

Ha, Love, what a dreadful thing, how could these disgusting human creatures let it control their lives so much. With so much hope and joy in her, that girl's life essence had been a substantial starting place to regain his power.

Zarakynal stared out the window of the train carriage, watching them milling about the platform as the train jolted and slowly rolled out of the station. If the information he'd gathered from various sources, that were all new to him, was anything to go by the language of France was considered the language of love, Paris was considered one of the most romantic cities on Earth. He liked that.

He decided he had to stay a few nights, he had plenty of money taken from his victims, apparently you couldn't get by without it these days, maybe walk the streets of this city of love and see how much of that reputation he could destroy before he headed for Britain.

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Rory McCullen had his binoculars fixed squarely on the dot moving ever closer, the ship was riding the waves with precision and skill that suggested at it's helmsman's greatly advanced years, a skill was evident that few people in a natural human life-span could hope to attain and he suspected this helmsman's life span was much greater than that of any human.

He'd been roused from his sleep early this morning by a tapping on his window, he'd been reluctant to open it because the winds that swept this battered and beaten corner of the Scottish coastline were vicious. But outside was a stout bird with black feathers, a raven had woken him from his slumber in a manner he'd been told to prepare for by his father, apparently the same message had been passed down from father to son for every generation that had resided in this house for well over a thousand years. The house had been torn down and rebuilt several times on the same plot to keep it modern but the family's purpose had always been to stay and await instructions that might not arrive for many life times but when they did come it was a matter of great importance.

The raven had pulled the small piece of paper from the clip attached to it's ankle and then fluttered away, it's message delivered, there was no response to the message, all that was expected of Rory was that he act and play his part, then go back to waiting for the next time his family's services were required.

The paper read three simple words, "Die Walkure kommen."

So now he stood on the jeti of the small docks his family had owned since the dark ages, it was a tiny affair located some way north of Aberdeen. It was out of the way which was why it was so perfect for it's long standing purpose, the regular small fishing boats that operated from here were of small consequence. He had made sure the dock was deserted and he stood ready to welcome this ship and set it's occupants up for the long ride they would be taking, to where he didn't know nor was it his place to know, but from here everything was a long ride, even for these mystical mounted warriors.

As the ship moved closer his eyes were fixed on the tall figure that stood stalwart on it's deck, twice the height of a man and brawny, other details would only reveal themselves when the ship drew closer, but such a beings presence could only mean things were bad.

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The great creature had just appeared on the deck, a door of flame had opened and this immense being had stepped through and stood like a statue since. The thing, an ancient and long dead warrior who had been raised from the dead as reward for his prowess and who's power had been augmented by now long dead Gods, held a pair of immense axes, it's helmet sported a pair of oversized rams horns and covered it's face entirely. It's shoulders were broad and it's arms thick, the muscles bulged under the bare skin of it's arms and torso.




Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 07



Arnvir stood at the prow of the ship, observing their final approach to the island that is Britain, when Gabrielle came to stand beside her.

"Exactly what is that thing?" Gabrielle inquired of her elder.

"Einherjar."

Gabrielle waited a moment to see if Arnvir would furnish her with more information without being asked first, apparently not.

"What's it doing here and where did it come from?"

"It was sent by the Jekars, at the request of the djinn and what it's doing here is bolstering our force," she paused before adding, "which is both a good and bad thing and I'm not sure I like those times."

"How is it both at once?"

"The presence of such a creature, added to our force, indicates we have the favour of the djinn and the Jekars, it means our cause is just and they wish to aid us."

"That sounds like it's a good thing, I don't see the harm."

"If they send us the aid of such a powerful creature, it's a sign that they think we'll need him before this quest is done..." she turned her head to look at her companion, "and that suggests the task is going to be a lot more difficult than we are equipped to accomplish on our own."

Gabrielle remained silent, satisfied with the wisdom of her elder's words. She simply stood beside Arnvir with her arms crossed in a similar manner and looked upon the approaching Scottish coast. Her thoughts considering the struggle ahead and taking stock of the warning Arnvir had gathered from the presence of the einherjar.

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Unaware of the forces that were moving in response to their previous night's sexual escapades, John and the genies exited the car, leaving it in the station car park and heading to the platform, chatting about London and looking forward to the day out they had ahead of them. The genies excited to be going on an adventure, John excited to be able to take them on that adventure and give the two people he loved more than anything a chance to explore his world.

As they stood on the platform waiting for the train they cuddled and kissed and pushed each other about playfully and looked like students, young love that was easily excited and blissfully unaware of the troubles of the world. In one sense that image was a half truth, they were young, probably eternally youthful at least in appearances and they were very much in love with each other, however they knew more of the world than the people around them could possibly comprehend.

The sparsely occupied platform was typical of this time of day, there couldn't have been more than a dozen people including themselves waiting for the train, most seemed completely oblivious to the trio of lovers however John did notice one woman giving them a second, a third and even a fourth look, and these weren't mere glances, he was sure she was taking more of an interest than a simple passer-by.

They boarded the train and moved to find a seat. The seats in this carriage were arranged in an open manner with one side of the aisle having sets of six seats in pairs so three were facing three and the other side had the more traditional sets of four. They sat facing forward in a section of six with John in the middle, Hazel against the window and Rose to his right in the aisle seat.

As he put an arm around both genies the woman who he'd spotted on the platform came and sat in the section of four directly across the aisle, she sat travelling backwards and made out that she was enthralled in her newspaper.

She was a pretty woman, light brown hair pulled back in a ponytail, grey trousers hiding long legs that he imagined could wrap themselves a long way around a person, a grey business-suit waistcoat and white blouse concealed a medium pair of breasts that he guessed were a d-cup, her eyes were a shade of light green, not as deep and enthralling as Hazel's but with a hint of sexual adventurousness, a cute nose and a pair of deep rouge lips, the lipstick adding a fleck of naughtiness to an overall professional appearance.

And as John watched out of the corner of his eye he couldn't help notice her eyes regularly leaving the paper and glancing at the triple sat across the aisle.

He leaned into Hazel's ear, nibbling slightly on it before turning and placing a soft peck on Rose's neck, his light petting a facade as he made telepathic inquiries.

"That woman keeps looking at us is there something she wants?"

"She's curious about our relationship, as we understand it a three way relationship is not a common sight in this part of the world," Hazel answered, "she's also interested."

"Interested in what?"

"In me" came Rose's response, this gave John cause to raise an eyebrow.

"In you? While I completely understand her perspective, why you in particular?"

Rose sniggered a little at John's comment before responding.

"She's a lesbian, she's not had a partner for a while and that's been tugging at her for some time and she has a thing for redheads."

"Really?" John mused, "are you interested?"

Rose looked at him quizzically, she wasn't sure he was implying what she thought he was.

"Oh she's interested," Hazel inserted that comment with a cheeky giggle into his head.

Rose seemed to turn a little red at having been exposed like that but before she could get too embarrassed John let her know exactly what he was thinking.

"This train is non-stop and we're going to be on it for at least the next 30 minutes, if you want to have some fun with her, I would thoroughly recommend you take this opportunity."

Rose smiled a warm smile of appreciation that turned into a devilish grin of a sexy minx about to snare herself a quickie.

Rose turned her head to watch the woman intently, the next time the woman's eyes raised from her reading they were locked with Rose's entrapping sapphires, nothing was said but as the staring match went on a few more seconds Rose slowly winked, a sexy, suggestive enticing wink.

The woman seemed to flounder for a moment mentally, she'd been caught, not only that but this stunning redhead seemed to have an idea of exactly what she'd been looking at. She tore her eyes from Rose's and forced herself back to her reading, her face reddening slightly.

John and Hazel looked out the window and made small talk, Hazel pointing to things they were passing and John giving her a little more information if he knew about a specific landmark or area.

They were aware of the sexual game that was being played out next to them but Hazel had told him (psychically) that their lack of interest and apparent ignorance to what was occurring would be major help to Rose's seduction of this woman.

Rose continued her penetrating stare into the woman's core, she shifted a little in her seat, placing a foot on the seat opposite to show some legs, all be it clad in black tights, but they were still enough to draw the woman's attention once again and as she looked from the boots, up the legs to the hem of the skirt Rose, arched her back, pushing her chest out and letting her jacket fall away from the huge mountains contained within the t-shirt, the woman's eyes were locked on those giant, beautiful balls of tit-flesh, hard nipples poking through the thin material of the t-shirt and poking a long way, the woman's gaze was fixed for longer than she'd obviously planned when she'd first looked up. As the eyes continued to ogle the huge tits, Rose's hand toyed with the hem of the t-shirt, playing with it, running underneath it briefly, offering the woman the sight of some exposed midriff for a few brief moments.

Rose's eyes met the woman's again and she narrowed them in the sultry glower of a predatory female on the hunt for some fresh flesh. Slowly Rose moved her gaze, making the woman's eyes follow and eventually letting the prey's vision settle on the end of the carriage and the train bathroom that was currently vacant.

The woman glanced back at Rose to see if this strange but irresistibly alluring woman was suggesting what she appeared to be suggesting.

Rose continued to stare back, smiling a sexy smile and flashing some perfect white teeth before her eyes once again gestured to the bathroom. This time she got up and walked down the aisle towards the train lavatory, placing one foot directly in front of the other her walk caused her hips to sway enticingly as she made her way to the end of the carriage, as she turned to enter the bathroom she looked back at the woman one last time.

Five long seconds passed after Rose entered the lavatory and then the woman moved, putting her paper in her handbag and walking quickly in the footsteps of the sexy creature that was pulling her.

John watched the woman arrive at the door to the train toilet and smirked a little as a pair of hands grabbed her and pulled her in.

"Is there any way I can see what's going on in there?"

Hazel smiled, "You and me both" she said, absent mindedly expressing her own interest in seeing exactly how events transpired inside that cramped cubicle.

"Try shutting your eyes" she suggested.

John closed his eyes and was instantly given a view from above, behind the door of the bathroom as if he were watching a high definition security camera feed.

He watched Rose hold the woman tight to her as their lips mashed together, however the woman's hands weren't holding as tightly, instead she was pawing at Rose's t-shirt, very aware of the limited time before the train reach London and apparently desperate to make the most of what time they had.

Rose's fingers moved to the waistcoat and quickly manipulated the buttons open, followed by the buttons on the blouse. Rose slid her hands around the woman's waist and caressed the soft flesh there.

The woman, whose name Rose hadn't yet learned, pulled up the t-shirt, Rose raised her arms a moment as the woman pushed the t-shirt and jacket off in one sweep before dropping her hands to Rose's huge tits now on display.

Rose put her hands back on the woman's sides and slid her hands around under the blouse, caressing the warm skin of the woman's back as an urgent tongue descended on one of her nipples.

Rose gasped as this strange woman's tongue toyed with her ultra-sensitive nipple, dancing around the areola and swirling across the hard nub itself, Rose's other breast was being squeezed and caressed as the woman went to town on the red head, her other hand sliding down to grab Rose's butt.

Rose raised a leg as the wandering hand slid to the hem of her skirt and then pushed underneath, caressing the thigh and sliding across the arse to slide a finger along the lips of her waiting cunt, through the tights. Rose rested her head back against the wall of the cubicle and her eyes fluttered from the stimulation, this woman may have been a stranger but she was one damn skilled lesbian, Rose humped into her hand and pressed her head into the breast she was sucking even more.

The woman felt this strange and sultry red head's urgency and pushed on, attacking the nipple harder and probing deeper with her finger, feeling the busty beauty hump her hand and convulse under her touch. Within a few minutes juices were gushing from the fingered cunt and their flow was increasing with every passing second, soaking through the tights.

Rose gasped and bit her lip to stifle a loud moan as she came, it wasn't as explosive as those she'd experienced with John and Hazel but damn it was still good, she made a mental note to find some way of personally rewarding her master for letting her have this woman.

The woman felt her head being held tight against this heavenly bosom as an eruption of hot, sticky fluids drenched her hand and the woman pinned between her and the wall held her close, her cunt clamping down on the fingers and pumping more and more liquid towards the invading fingers.

Rose's orgasm steadily declined and she came back to normal, she kissed the woman hard before surprising her, grabbing her arse she picked her up and placed her on the small ledge by the sink. She quickly stripped the woman of her trousers and dropped to her knees, without hesitating her tongue entered and tasted this lady's pussy.

The woman didn't do as much to silence her own sounds and soon erotic moans and deep sensual shuddering sounds were emanating from her mouth. She held Rose's head in place and humped herself into the invading tongue, desperately trying to insure she got her climax before the train reached it's destination.

Rose brought two fingers up and jammed them deep into the woman's cunt, her thumb reaching up to massage the exposed clit. She worked her tongue around the exposed, puffy lips and tasted the sweet nectar that was flowing from this woman.

The woman's taste was a light and enjoyable flavour, almost a reflection of her appearance, pretty but not overly demanding, nice and approachable. Of course both taste and appearance were in contrast to the demanding sexual being she had proven she could be and the skilled lover she'd revealed behind her pleasant and normal demeanour.

Rose finally got the reaction she wanted as she curled her fingers round to tickle the woman's g-spot, extending them slightly with a little surreptitious genie hand magic, she started stroking the magic spot urgently.

The woman yelped and came, a flood of juices flowed around Rose's probing fingers and into her waiting mouth. Rose swallowed as much as she could before standing up, she kissed the woman full on the lips and the woman lapped around her chin to taste her own juices that had run down the genie's face.

As the train suddenly started to slow down John opened his eyes, he glanced around himself to see what had happened, he saw Hazel next to him, her eyes taking a little longer to open. They were slowing as they came into London's Paddington station, as he spotted bits of London that he recognized he heard the lock on the lavatory door click and the two women who'd just spent the majority of the journey in there exited, both were looking somewhat dishevelled but both were glowing with a radiant level of satisfaction.

Rose flashed a cheerful grin at her two companions, the woman behind her simply smiled, she didn't say anything but as the train continued to slow she simply offered Rose her card, smiled and walked to stand ready at one of the doors.

Rose looked at the card, it read "Heather Green PhD" along with the company name "Green & Blue antiques, rarities and collectables" it also gave the address of their London premises and an office number. Rose looked at it for a minute before flipping it over and finding a hand written note.

"If you ever want more, call me, and I'd love to get acquainted with your friend as well" her number was written below it.

"Looks like someone's got a new friend" teased John and Hazel smirked.

Rose gave him a playful smack on the shoulder.

They got up to leave the train and John lead them straight for the underground although they walked slower due to the genies marvelling at the architecture and the sizes of some of the buildings they could see outside the station.

"Surely you're at least familiar with buildings?" He inquired.

"Well we have an awareness of them due to you and the knowledge we've gained through your thoughts but we were placed in the vessel and intended to be opened in a time when a second story on a building was a sign of wealth and importance."

John looked beyond the station and the buildings he saw were blocks of flats, small office complexes, nothing he'd consider impressive, if this was their reaction to buildings of four or five stories then he knew where to take them first, if they were impressed by big buildings, the square mile, the Shard, these things would surely take their breath away.

An unfortunate part of travelling in London was the stuffy tube trains but they were a necessary evil if you wanted to get anywhere, he decided to take them for some sight seeing first, if he was planning to take them shopping he certainly wasn't interested in carrying a womanly amount of bags around all afternoon.

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As the happy triple were starting their trip around London, things in the aether were moving, the djinn were still closing and all the great djinn were once again leading them onwards, their case had been put to the Jekars and they had been seen to be in the right.

The youngest of them, the one born of Earthen means, moved energetically, eager to play it's part, aware that it may be called upon to aid it's creators or may simply be involved in thanking them, it wasn't it's place to know the exactitudes until such time as they were relevant to it's purpose, but still it travelled with glee.

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Lucius Vargen (Lu to his friends) cross border investigator for the EU had struggled to comprehend what he'd been faced with when he'd entered the women's bathroom at Berlin station, each stall contained a dead, dried up husk, old ladies they appeared to be although when identified none were older than 35, one as young as 16, each seemed to have been brutally raped and stabbed through the neck, their blood pooling on the floor. Seven cubicles, seven bodies, each appeared to have aged rapidly, how that was possible he didn't know.

What he did know was that the CCTV cameras recorded each of these women entering the bathroom as healthy, young, beautiful and very much alive human beings. The recordings also showed a man leaving, although his entrance seemed not to have been recorded, his picture was now being circulated to every news network and law enforcement agency in Europe.

He'd been thinking of keeping this an internal German investigation for now but he'd since received a report of a Danish family coming home to find their daughter dead in a similar fashion, better to play it safe and let the rest of the world know there was a mad man on the loose.

Of course a mad man would have been a God-send had he known what he was actually hunting.

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Rory McCullen was sat in his home, he'd escorted the occupants of the ship from the dock to the barn behind his house and then re-opened the docks, keeping it going as much as possible was the best way to stop questions being raised by nosey neighbours.

The warrior maidens were readying themselves for the long ride south and he'd told them to take what they needed in the way of provisions. The one called Arnvir, apparently the eldest and thereby the leader of the column entered the family room in which he currently sat.

It was a little strange for her, the Valkyrie kept themselves apart from the rest of the world, concerned only with their purpose of keeping evil at bay when ancient evils re-entered the world, so some of the things they'd seen since they'd set off this time were alien to them.

Apparently the shipmaster, who kept the vessel on which they travelled, was more up to date, the last time they'd taken a trip like this their vessel had a mast and a sail, now it had a rudder and an engine and was constructed from sturdier material.

She glanced briefly at the strange items surrounding her before she opened her mouth, she was planning to thank him for his hospitality before they set off but her thought was cut short as she observed the strange box in the corner of the room, it was talking and glowing, this wasn't what caught her eye, the person on it sitting at the news desk was revealing a brutal series of deaths that had occurred in recent days.

"Can you make that louder?" She pointed to the TV.

"Sure" Rory happily obliged, pressing the volume control on the remote.

The sound became clearer as the woman on BBC News 24 explained that police were looking to question one man in connection with this incident, they then proceeded to show a still taken from a security camera showing the man and Arnvir's eyes went wide with fear.




Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 08



Chapter 8:

Dear readers: Thanks for sticking with me, this is another long one, it's quite big on the sex but there is a point to almost all of the sex in this chapter that makes it relevant to the future of the story. It should be noted that the chapter after this one will be the finishing of this particular storyline, BUT not the story, chapter 9 will wrap things up with the demon and officially end this first section of the Genie chronicles -- Gemini series but it will also set some things up for the future as I have several other story lines to get through and plenty of adventures for John, Rose and Hazel, a couple of them with Sara in tow.

Also I should like to make something clear after one comment that was made on a previous story, although the genies are technically slaves this is NEVER going to become a source of conflict for the group, some sort of big re-enforcing of this will not be necessary, both master and genies are aware of this but I'm always going to keep them as the tight knit, happy trio of lovers, facing whatever nasties I decide to throw at them together.

John looked at Hazel with a face of abject terror, this woman who'd just appeared in their garden had apparently had a djinn and now it was dead.

"What?"

"She... was the mistress of a djinn, we know he was in her life, we're able to sense that because of the depth of the loss, that's why she's crying, we can get that because it's related to djinn and therefore within our power to read, we can't work out any more than that right now" Hazel continued to provide information as Rose crouched on the lawn cuddling the woman and trying to comfort her, "it's why Rose could just bring the blanket out of nowhere because this woman knows about djinn and their powers so we don't need to protect ourselves from her, and whatever killed her djinn did so deliberately, Rose and I can get all this information because it's potentially vital in our job of protecting you."

He decided if this woman knew about djinn it was OK for him to be open about Rose and Hazel.

"Sara" he said softly, "this is Rose and that's Hazel, they're my djinn, do you want to come inside?"

The sobbing woman simply nodded and Rose helped her up as they walked towards the house.

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Arnvir felt a terrible weight on her as the column of riding warriors thundered south, they'd just left Yorkshire and were maintaining a good speed, but something felt wrong, just sickeningly horrible, the evil that was a malevolent threat before was a much more obvious presence to beings who's job it was to fight such a terrible creature.

The growth of the darkness did little to allay her concerns about the difficulty of this mission. Had the creature been growing in small steps and slowly then they could have guaranteed victory, but with it's power building so much faster than expected, it's defeat would be that much harder.

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Zarakynal flexed his muscles feeling strength return to them that he'd not known in a thousand years. He glanced about himself, the genie he'd killed had been absorbed, all of it, broken down into dust and consumed to provide strength for his wicked soul. But he was still in the baggage area of the airport and needed a way out.

He looked around and found a small office area, there was a single man, feet up on the desk with the Times crossword in front of him, he was clearly meant to be monitoring the status of the machinery that loaded the bags but apparently he was bored of that. He was of Pakistani origin similar to the man who'd unwittingly left the door open back up on the concourse, he was average build, a little more muscular due to lifting bags all day, a black goatie beard, thick black eyebrows and brown eyes.

Zarakynal looked through the window of the office at the man's back, then over his shoulder to the small TV currently displaying a news report, there was a man there, the words scrolling along the bottom of the screen said his name was Lucius Vargen and suddenly a picture of Zarakynal's current face flashed up on screen and the demon realized he was already being hunted. Time he thought to get a new look and he entered the office.

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The four of them sat round the dining room table, Sara was still sobbing heavily as they tried to comfort her, but how do you comfort someone who's just lost their lover of 500 years? They'd got the name Harry, the length of time she'd been with him and that they currently lived in L.A. and had been in America for most of their lives, apparently in the name of protecting their anonymity she'd made sure they were on one of the first ships to cross the Atlantic with settlers, from there they'd been able to wander out into the wilderness and initially set up a small farm just outside Boston but as each area became more populated they moved on to more rural areas.

Now they lived in L.A. and they lived among people because the size of the houses and the population density allowed them to live private lives very easily. Every few decades they'd invent a reason to move and they'd find somewhere else to settle.

John and the genies listened intently to everything that Sara was saying, she hadn't yet mentioned how her genie had died but John quickly worked out that if his genies were within their bounds to read her mind and work out that she had a djinn, then whatever killed it was enough to be a threat to him and to them.

"I just remember watching...." Sara trailed off as she sobbed between words, she was finding it difficult to recount anything, the whole event just replayed in her head time and time again and she cried anew as that vivid image, not just her djinn but the man of her heart had been taken apart so brutally, his form all but broken he'd given her one last gift and sent her away from him.

She remembered the almost instant transfer from the airport to the back garden of these strangers, but briefly she'd felt the presence of creatures older than she could comprehend, she'd felt their touch and they smiled at her warmly, a smile of understanding that relayed their great sadness at what had befallen her.

"I didn't know djinn could teleport people" John commented, trying to be sympathetic while also having some concerns about the events surrounding Sara's appearance here.

"We can't," Rose offered "we can only move about like humans but if a djinn is dying we have the power to teleport our master away from the danger, it throws the master anywhere within 100 miles of the events that are killing the djinn."

"Wait," John thought, this was far too weird, "how did she 'just happen'" he raised his fingers to do the air quotes, "to be transported to our garden, if it's somewhere within 100 miles how did she end up with someone who's got djinn?"

"That we can't say," Hazel responded, "we're unable to know the actions of other djinn, we certainly couldn't have influenced it."

"It seems a little coincidental for my liking," John answered, "it's just a bit too perfect."

"What was it that killed Harry?" He pressed.

She sniffled and shook her head crying, "I don't know, it was just... something, it was human one minute and then something else the next."

Rose and Hazel's eyes went a little wider and John quickly picked up that something had just clicked in their heads.

"What do you know?" He asked his genies.

"It's a shape-shifter that kills djinn" Rose explained.

Hazel clarified further, "It's most likely a demon of some sort, they're impossible to evade if you don't know they're there and we can't sense them."

"Why was it chasing you?"

Again she simply shook her head and John realized he was possibly pushing too hard with the questions, he didn't know what else to do though.

Hazel stepped in to add a little information, "If it was a demon then in all likelihood it was hunting them, they feed by sucking the life essence out of other creatures, it probably picked up their scent somehow and chased them for prey."

"Why would it chase them specifically? Why would it not just kill humans?"

Sara piped up through the streams of tears, she had on a deep blue t-shirt but it was swiftly getting soaked, John never knew a person could cry that much.

"Harry said it doesn't just kill people, it hunts love and joy, he saw it on the news when we were in Paris and that's when he said we should leave."

"This thing's been on the news?" John exclaimed, he got up and strode straight into the living room, switching on BBC News 24, "there's been a string of horrific murders at Heathrow, if that's any help?"

As the rest of them followed him through to the living room Hazel and Rose both looked at the report in horror and Sara's tears were interrupted as her face took on a look of utter fear.

The report detailed the macabre nature of the killings and John was already horrified by that, but with the extra detail provided by the genies and the strange sobbing blonde, he felt utterly fearful for the safety of everyone in this house.

"If he killed your genie he may well be after you as well" John told Sara.

"I'm almost certain of that, Harry pulled me out of the way at the last moment, that thing was coming for both of us, the way it was attacking said that it didn't care which of us it killed."

"OK then I have a wish for my genies," they looked at him almost feeling what he was thinking, "your powers of protection, your ability to help a master in any way, must be extended to include Sara."

Sara blinked, a little overcome by that request, "you can't do that, you don't even know me and my being here puts you at risk, you don't have to protect me."

Before the genies could say whether or not they could protect Sara John responded to her comment.

"I think.... actually I do, like I said it seems a little coincidental that you turned up here, out of everywhere within a hundred miles of Heathrow you turned up here, you turned up somewhere that genies live, I think you were sent here because in actual fact I can do something..." he trailed off and turned to face his genies, "...can't I?"

"Yes..." Rose responded,, "...is the short answer."

"What's the long answer?"

Hazel started to explain, "You can wish for our protective capacities to cover another human being mostly though we recommend you use it for people to whom you're very close, in this case an exception to that is acceptable because Sara knows about djinn, also it would be somewhat more limited than our ability to protect or provide for you, with her we can only provide protection from dangers once perceived, with you we can predict them, she has the same kind of cover as you had between releasing us and claiming us."

"OK" John understood this.

Rose added a bit more information "But she is not our master and she never can be as you opened our vessel, you can ask us to grant her wishes too but you have ultimate control, if you wish us to do something we must obey your wish first, djinn cannot have two masters, even if two people work on the opening of the vessel one person would come first, even if only minutely, you can countermand her wishes but she cannot do the same to you."

John thought for a minute, absorbing the information, "OK, but for now please extend to Sara the same protective powers you use to protect me."

"It's done," Hazel responded "but ultimately you come first, so our protective powers become hierarchical, you first, Sara second" she smiled at Sara, "sorry, but that's the nature of our bond to our master."

"No, no," Sara said her tears stopping for the moment, she had a little glimmer of joy in her eyes that she'd been sent, for whatever reason, to people who were so kind and understanding, and who were willing to put themselves at risk for her.

"I understand completely" Sara smiled, not much, but a slight curling of the lips, she knew she would cry a lot in the next few days and weeks and possibly months but for now she was cried out, she had found a little hope in a world that had just been whitewashed and completely bleakened in that single moment of inhuman murder.

Sara moved over to John and threw her arms around his large frame, "thank you, thank you, whatever sent me to you, I'm grateful that they sent me to someone who cares so much."

"And I think it would be prudent if you stayed here, at least for tonight."

Sara looked up at the man who she'd only just met and who was now offering his genies and his home to her, she smiled in speechless gratitude and hugged him tight again, he put his arms around her and cuddled her tightly in return.

Hazel also piped up, "that would make sense for protective purposes too, if we stick together then any further information Sara has can be communicated instantly."

As she slowly broke the embrace she looked up at him, "do you mind if I use your bathroom?"

"Of course not," John exclaimed, aghast that she could even feel the need to ask such a stupid question, "it's up the stairs, if you turn right and then take the first door on your left."

"Thank you," she sniffled, "all of you."

She hugged each of the genies and headed for the stairs.

They waited until they heard the bathroom door shut and then John started with the questions again.

"So what else can you tell me about this situation? Whatever's happening I think it's best if I know what's going on."

"We know virtually nothing other than what Sara's explained and the small amount we can extrapolate from that, djinn at our level aren't meant to know these things," Hazel explained.

"Aren't you able to see the demon coming?"

Rose picked this up, "Sara's djinn should have been able to do that, he should have felt something, clearly he didn't, the best explanation would be that the demon is employing some form of magic to prevent djinn from feeling it's presence."

"So what can we do?"

"Until we know more there's not really much we can do," Rose offered, "the demon can't track Sara because she's been teleported, demons like that tend to hunt like dogs, they go on scent but they can pick up the scent of djinn a lot more easily."

"Hold on, if Sara was at Heathrow when the demon attacked, that means the demon's in London now," John's concern was obvious, "all it has to is happen across somewhere that we visited and we become the next target."

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They had always been the main target, Zarakynal just didn't know exactly where to look, he knew they were somewhere in Southern England, beyond that he could not narrow the field any further.

He'd left a mess in his wake, the man who's face he now wore was a bled-dry husk slumped over his desk.

He made his way out to the car his latest victim had in the car park, as his victim had been a lowly paid baggage handler he only had a gutless diesel Volvo estate car, ancient and battered, it's faded red colour and the dents and scratches gave away it's age.

But he would have to make do, Zarakynal decided it was time to go hunting for some more humans, he would track the djinn whenever he picked up their trail but for now he had nothing to go on, time to get a new look, the 50 year old Pakistani baggage handler look was handy for getting out the airport but was realistically beneath him, he was above humans in general but if he had to blend in with them he would blend in with those who mattered.

As he rolled out of the airport he decided it was time to visit somewhere several of his victims knew about, supposedly a hive for the rich and the greedy, the City.

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"That is one of our concerns," Hazel responded to John's query, "it might be prudent to consider leaving here soon, that way we'll at least have a head start."

"And where are we going to go? If this thing hunts as well as you say it does then exactly where can we go that's going to be safe?"

"For the moment we should just consider all the options, until we have some idea of how this demon works we can't really know what to do, if we start moving our scent becomes easier to track, it's the fear given off by something that's running that really attracts these demons, if we're moving we leave a more obvious trail" Hazel explained further.

"So it can't track us if we stay still?"

"We can't be sure, different demons work in different ways and we don't know exactly what kind this is," Rose clarified, "but it tends to be the case that a more obvious trail is left by those running in fear."

"OK," John breathed out a breath he hadn't even realized he'd been holding onto.

"OK I know this will seem a little cavalier but unless there's something we can actually do about it tonight is there any purpose in discussing the demon further?"

"Well we have all the information we can gather right now," Rose admitted, "although it would be prudent to keep an eye on the news, in case anything else shows up."

"Also if Sara seems like she has something else to tell us we would do well to listen," Hazel added, "the more information we can obtain the better our chances of avoiding this thing."

"OK" John sighed, he'd had these genies a little over 24 hours now and already his life looked like it was going to be turned upside down, but looking at his two djinn he thought about how perfect they were for him, how much he loved them and he realized he wouldn't have it any other way.

Sara re-entered the room, clearly having just washed her face and generally straightened herself up.

"So what's the plan?" She inquired.

"Right now we're just going to keep things under consideration, but for the moment my plan is to eat something, because I'm bloody starving and it was about an hour ago that we got back," John explained.

"Sounds good," Sara responded.

John wasn't a brilliant cook so he took the easy option of calling out for a Chinese, he got a set meal for 4, that way he wouldn't have to work out what to get the genies and there'd be plenty to go around.

They sat around the table with a couple of bottles of wine and chatted, they got to know Sara and let her get to know them.

From what they gathered she was capable of being feisty and fiery and John and his genies were all appreciating her beauty, John wasn't going to push her into anything, she'd just lost someone she'd been with for 500 years, he couldn't imagine being more inappropriate.

She was a bit of a rock-chick herself but liked her luxury and living a life of both privacy and riches, she'd used her genie's powers to start several businesses over the past 500 years and had managed to make money centuries ago and then put it into savings, it was handy that a few hundred pounds in 1700 was worth a couple of million today.

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The column had slowed, it was frustrating, they needed too avoid human contact as much as possible but the further south they rode the more densely packed the small villages and towns, Arnvir wasn't happy about this.

They were currently a short distance north of Northampton, Heela and Frieda had been dispatched to find a rural route around, the rest of them were waiting patiently for the scouts to return, Gabrielle knew that Arnvir was considering a simple charge through Northampton but while that would be quicker in the short term it would likely result in bigger delays further along the way.

The elder sat in her saddle, her helmet was off and resting on the horn of the saddle, her long blonde hair was flowing down her back, a huge pony tail held it up in a thick pony tail that came up from her scalp and cascaded down the polished, gun-metal grey, steel-silver alloy backplate, her deep blue eyes scanned the horizon, without her head even moving she scanned the entire horizon left to right and back every minute.

The vision bestowed upon the Valkyrie was vastly superior to that of a human and she took in everything within her field of vision. The light was slipping, it was late in the day but they could keep going provided they knew where they were, a clear night and a feeling for where the evil was would be their navigational tools and they could be in Windsor before the sun set completely if the scouts returned with a clear route in the next few minutes.




Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 08



They had a feeling for where the evil was but it's power was growing and clouding their vision, they couldn't lock on properly, they'd switched to plan B. The massive explosion of sexual energy had released the demon and the source of that power would be it's target so now the column was looking to shadow the demon's prey and wait for the evil one to arrive.

The sound of powerful hooves roused Arnvir from her reverie and Gabrielle came along beside her, looking to her elder, "they return."

"Indeed, and the horses sound excited, they return with good news," Arnvir replaced her helmet on her head, the work of a master craftsman, the metal had held for centuries, with gaps for nostrils and mouth which merged with the eye slits, solid cheek plates covered most of the face and came to points where the two sides flanked the chin, the exterior sported two white-bronze wings which rose up from the tops of the cheeks to three inches above the top of the helmet. This helmet was the same throughout the column but hers sported a great plume of blonde horse hair that ran from the crown to the nape of the neck and marked her out as the elder.

She handled her reigns expertly and moved to meet her returning scouts.

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The new hunting grounds proved delightful, the City of London was a teeming mass of commuters, all of them bankers, lawyers, stock brokers, greed filled the air and he could feel how plentiful this source would prove.

He parked the battered Volvo in one of the streets and left it there, when he left this place he wouldn't be using that any more, his eyes settled on a group of five ladies sat in a coffee shop on the ground floor of one of the office buildings, they were laughing and overall cheerful, they all oozed satisfaction with their work and with their lives.

There was a strawberry blonde in a business-suit, a loud mouthed, friendly looking brunette in jeans and a smart brown leather jacket, a Japanese looking woman with smart black trousers and a lilac blouse, giggling to the latest joke the group were sharing, a slim brown haired woman in very smart green dress-uniform, clearly a friend of theirs in the armed forces she wore the badge of the royal logistics core and an Indian woman with a curvaceous figure, black hair and deep hazel eyes.

Zarakynal eyed them carefully, seeing which would be the best to start with, he chose his prey and headed inside.

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In Windsor, the group were now managing to be fairly cheerful as they ate sweet 'n' sour prawns, battered crab claws and the various other dishes that came with their order.

An air of calm hung over them, they all had the same thing on their minds but they also knew that talking about it now wouldn't help much.

Sara gelled well with the rest of the group, she seemed like a natural addition, although she offered more in terms of memories, John felt a little odd sat here with two women who only came into existence yesterday and one woman who was 475 years his senior, two who were younger and more powerful than he could ever be and one with memories of events he'd only read about.

After the meal it was getting a little late, John couldn't think of a sexual wish to get the dining room cleaned up but he didn't really mind.

As he started moving plates and dishes Sara piped up, "Can I use your shower?"

"Absolutely," he answered, he turned to the genies, "can one of you show her where the towels are and show her how the shower works?"

"Sure," Hazel answered and moved ushered Sara upstairs as John and Rose cleared the table.

She followed Sara up the stairs and into the bathroom and quickly showed the blonde bombshell where the towels were kept and showed her how the shower worked.

"So what's John like as a master?" Sara started as she peeled off her top and dumped it on the floor.

Hazel took a brief pause before answering, her eyes lingering on the fantastic orbs of beautifully tanned tit-flesh that had just been revealed.

"He's amazing, benevolent, kind, he's trying to give us a life, or as much of one as a djinn can have, and he's excellent at sex without even wishing to be," she gave a wicked grin that flashed brilliant white teeth after that last comment and her eyes watched as Sara's hands manipulated the button on her trousers and pushed them down revealing a lack of underwear underneath and a completely shaven pussy.

Sara picked up on this and paused looking Hazel up and down before moving towards her.

"So do I have a djinn fantasizing about me here?" She came in close, their bodies not touching but their lips mere inches apart, they could smell each other's breath and could look deeply into each other's eyes.

"Perhaps," Hazel answered, sounding coy and apologetic but with enough sexuality to her tone that implied she wasn't at all apologetic.

Sara looked deep into the ebony genie's eyes and noted the untold layers of djinn depth and wisdom that resided there, much like Harry, Hazel had an incredible complexity there with the potential to be anything a person wanted but with an ultimate knowledge of who she was.

After 500 years it was still a thing of interest to Sara, the majority of people have to search for purpose in life, they're given everything else but their reason for being alive is often harder to answer, djinn had the opposite, they were born with purpose and nothing else, their purpose was to serve their master and they were completely satisfied even if they had nothing else.

Their purpose was pleasure first and foremost and with eyes like Hazel's any person would find it impossible to resist, even if they weren't as constantly horny as Sara was.

Thanks to some well worded wishes to Harry, Sara's libido was absolutely enormous and as a result she found her hands taking actions even without her command of them.

Sara's hands were on Hazel's hips and instantly her lips were pressing softly against the djinn's, pressing softly but with a lingering intimacy to which Hazel responded by putting her hands on Sara's upper arms and pushing her lips in a little harder.

They gripped each other a little tighter and moved in closer, their bodies interlocked and their arms snaked around each other's forms. Their breathing became more laboured as their desire for each other grew.

Sara needed this, as odd as it may have sounded if she'd explained it she needed to feel that closeness to another human being, to feel their breath on the nape of her neck, to feel their body writhing beneath her touch or to have them touch her in such a way as her body writhed beneath them, Hazel was here and she was sexy, she was beautiful and she was a being who would understand the connection that had been lost and the closeness Sara needed right now.

Hazel was melting into the kiss and letting this heavenly blonde caress her, hands snaked to her arse, running up and down her spine and continually pulling her ever tighter, she could feel the need that Sara had and knew this was OK, it wasn't an intrusion or insensitive, it was necessary and John had given the genies their command that they were to treat Sara as they treated him, to Hazel that meant responding to her sexual needs as she would have to John's.

Hazel had one arm around Sara's back and her other hand holding the head of blonde hair as the kiss deepened into a duel of tongues and an increasingly frantic exchange of saliva.

Sara's hand snaked it's way down the luscious genie's spine and slid tightly across her magnificent arse, squeezing the denim-contained butt-cheek and slipping her fingers between Hazel's legs, squeezing her arse and making her fingers press against the ebony beauty's swiftly moistening cunt lips. Sara's other hand slid down Hazel's back and started rubbing up underneath the t-shirt, causing Hazel to shudder a little under the application of skin to her skin.

Hazel pressed in closer under the coercion of the hand currently pushing on the small of her back, she raised a leg as the other hand snaked underneath and Sara pushed her way between the genie's open legs.

Sara started to push Hazel backwards, her naked form pushing between the denim clad legs and her hands gripped Hazel's arse firmly as her tits mashed into the t-shirt separating the two stunningly beautiful forms.

Hazel's hands left Sara's body briefly to peel of the white cotton garment that came between their bountiful chests, dropping it on the floor she put her arms back around Sara, gripping her arse with one hand and placing her other arm around the blonde's shoulders, pulling her tights as the mountains of firm, round flesh squashed against each other and spilled out as their forms tessellated ever more.

Their lips parted and their tongues thrust back and forth, diving into each other's mouth before retreating, drawing, tempting the adversarial tongue and attempting to trap it between lightly clamped teeth, slowly loosening their grip and letting the captured organ slip back between it's master's plump, luscious lips, then the whole event would reverse and repeat itself.

Their bodies moved against one another, nipples impacted nipples, midriffs rubbed sensuously against each other, hands sought to hold the other form tighter as Sara stepped forwards.

The movement was friendly but dominating, sexy and showing that she was going to be in command of this bout of fucking, it pushed Hazel back and she found herself trapped between Sara and the side area surrounding the sink.

Clutching at the deeply bronzed arse that she felt filling her hand, Hazel slid her fingers between the twin hemispheres of firm rump-flesh and began an excruciating teasing assault on Sara's beautiful back door and the lower end of the blonde's sodden pussy.

In response to this slow and sensual invasion, Sara spun Hazel around, pushing into her from behind and sliding her hand down the taught ebony stomach to slip beneath the black beauty's jeans. Teasing fingers quickly commenced an uncompromising series of twists, squeezes and strokes of Hazel's quivering clit.

Hazel ground her arse back into Sara, pushing herself upright and enjoying the feeling of two rock hard nipples pushing into her back and preceding the cushioning, firm, but soft feeling of the blonde bombshell's huge tits mashing against her back.

Sara's spare hand reached around to twist the genie's nipples, squeezing and torturing the hard nubs and eliciting the sultry moans and uncontrollable whimpers of building ecstasy, Hazel let her head roll back, Sara moved so Hazel's head rolled onto her shoulder and then dived in, nipping and nibbling, sucking and softly kissing at the exposed skin of Hazel's graceful neck.

Spools of long black hair spilled down Sara's back as Hazel started to lose all sense of where she was, sinking into the pleasure and letting this woman, essentially a stranger, bring her off. The intruding fingers in Hazel's jeans probed further, swirling across her soaked pussy lips and sliding effortlessly between the wet folds, twirling and massaging, pulling out and pushing back in, the thumb pressing against the erect nub it found just above Hazel's entrance.

Hazel didn't know where to put her hands, she grabbed at the side, held Sara's head for a moment, she was too far gone too quickly to care what she was doing, her eyes fluttered and rolled back in her head as the first waves of pleasure washed over her.

Sara pushed herself harder into Hazel from behind, ramming two fingers deep into her cunt and torturing her nipples with the other hand, squeezing the humongous boobs and caressing their vast surface. As Hazel shuddered under the centuries of experience that dwelt within Sara's hands, the older blonde lady's instincts told her she had the black genie in the palm of her hand, in more ways than one.

With the correct application of pressure Sara was fast pushing Hazel into a mind boggling orgasm, squealing and moaning, the djinn's erotic noises only drove Sara to press harder and move her fingers faster, twisting more, squeezing harder and sinking her teeth deep into Hazel's flesh, biting hard in her arousal, the pain of the bite shooting through the genie like the trip-wire on a grenade.

Hazel's cunt exploded into Sara's skilled hand, juices pouring from the genie's assaulted and pulsating lips, the pain of the bite had translated into exquisite pleasure and triggered a gut-wrenching climax that had Hazel clinging to the side for support as her knees started to buckle.

Humping into Sara's persistent Hazel shook violently as the euphoria coursed through her veins like superheated plasma, her genie brain revelling in the sensations and the pure lust she felt for this woman right now was third only to the lust she felt for her master and her twin.

Sara's arms struggled to restrain the super sexy genie contorting in her grasp right now, she kept up her fingering as much as possible but soon had to let her fingers slip from the soaking cunt to allow her to simply hold onto the softly whimpering genie as she shuddered through the final stages of an explosive orgasm.

As Hazel's orgasmic haze gradually dissipated Sara let her go and she slumped forwards, hands flat on the side, legs barely holding her up as she bent slightly and her breasts heaved as she tried to catch her breath but Sara wasn't going to give her the chance.

Already the blonde was kneeling down behind Hazel and pulling the genie's boots off, peeling her out of her tight black jeans and placing teasing yet insistent kisses at regular tantalizing intervals along the way.

Before Hazel had properly recovered a tongue found it's way into the crevice between her butt-cheeks, licking at the genie's sweet back door as probing hands held the buns apart and two thumbs slipped between her legs to prize apart her drenched pussy.

Sara's tongue slipped between Hazel's butt-cheeks with ease, exploring every tiny part of that hole and pushing insistently against her sphincter. Hazel bent over more and spread her legs, willingly offering herself to the highly skilled babe who currently had her under an intoxicating spell of sexual skill and carnal expertise.

As this new position offer more of Hazel's nether area to Sara, the blonde eagerly took advantage, slipping two fingers either side of the black chick's clit and pressing together, meanwhile the thumb from that same hand pushed into the pink folds of Hazel's pussy, moving around inside with unrivalled ease as the freely flowing cunt-juices lubricated the entire area.

Sara's tongue continued to delve between the butt-cheeks, pushing deeper and applying more pressure to Hazel's sensitive back hole. The free hand rested across the top of Hazel's arse, every so often it would raise up and come down again in a playful spanking routine that elicited squeals of unashamed delight.

Hazel rocked her hips back to meet the invasion from the rear, hands and tongue feeling exquisite as they played their way expertly across clit, pussy and arse, conspiring to build Hazel to her second orgasm in mere minutes. This was what Sara had learned through her 500 years and she deployed that experience brilliantly, pushing Hazel's buttons and sending her stratospheric feelings of shuddering pleasure.

Sara's tongue swirled around Hazel's arse and her spare thumb pushed down on the ever-tight sphincter, pressing a knuckle into the dark, tight hole. Hazel was already floating around on high, close to the gates of orgasmic heaven but now this new anal intrusion of a well wielded digit pulled her from the real world once again and had her howling in the pure joy of utter bliss. She pushed back and her pussy erupted once more, sending floods of tasty juices flowing down her legs and into Sara's waiting, hungry, expert mouth.

Sara lapped up this gorgeous genie's heavenly tasting pussy discharge and loved every morsel of it, savouring every drop while devouring Hazel's pulsating pussy lips and collecting as much of the sweet nectar as she could.

Hazel reared up as her climax peaked before collapsing, her legs rendered useless by the power of this orgasm combined with the fact that she hadn't properly come down from her first one before this latest incredible assault.

Sara caught her and guided her fall so Hazel ended up lying on her front on the bathroom carpet, her tits rising and falling magnificently between her and the fleece bathmat. Sara was laying on top of her, she had Hazel's legs spread-eagled and was straddling the ebony djinn's arse running her hands all over the heavenly body that lay labouring for recovery beneath her.

As she slipped her hand down Hazel's front and began anew on the genie's clit she leaned in and whispered, "I wish for a huge cock."

Hazel's head was turned to one side with a cheek planted firmly on the floor, when she heard this request her eyes went wide but she breathed deeply in anticipation as she felt the head of the required appendage start to brush idly against her soaking and ever-ready pussy lips.

She felt her hips being pulled up, her arse raising in the air as Sara positioned the massive new piece of meat at the entrance to her pussy, the lips quivering and soaking in pure anticipation of what was to come.

As the big cock slid deftly between the slick cunt lips Hazel groaned, pushing herself up on all fours and drawing more of the blonde's huge dick into herself.

Once completely impaled, Hazel began to rock back and forth, undulating her pelvic muscles to try milking this aggressive sexual partner for all she was worth, Sara responded in kind and drew back.

The withdrawal was agonizingly slow, the huge prick dragging across Hazel's most sensitive areas at torturous low speed, pulling back until just the head was inside before slamming back in with enough force to knock the wind out of the genie's magical lungs.

Sara pulled back slowly again, repeating the action, and again, and again, Hazel gasping and moaning, making the most animalistic sounds as she was pounded from behind by the tanned, busty blonde, the massive knob penetrating her deepest recesses and bumping against her g-spot as Sara angled down to increase contact between the super sensitive head of her cock and the magic sexual button of Hazel's g-spot.

Hazel collapsed onto the floor, her huge tits mashed once again against the bathmat and Sara's huge cock slipped momentarily from her cunt, but Sara wasn't done yet and soon repositioned herself, straddling the curvaceous ebony's arse and angling her cock down to slide effortlessly into that tight hole once again.

The blonde's hips humped up and down, thrusting in and out of Hazel's quivering cunt, getting more aggressive she held Hazel's wrists against the floor as she had her way with this incredible genie.

Hazel realized there was very little she could do right now unless Sara wished for it so she closed her eyes and gave herself over to being fucked by this woman, coming a little closer to cumming every time that huge cock was pushed back inside, slipping past her pussy lips and bumping against her g-spot, before it withdrew and repeated the action.

Hazel pushed her arse off the floor, grinding her hips back into Sara's invading cock, grunting and groaning as the pulsing, thick length of cock meat penetrated deep into her and rubbed joyously across her undulating pussy lips.

Sara kept up a steady pace pumping the puffy pussy lips with her proud prick, her movements pushing Hazel against the floor and causing her rock hard nipples to drag across the bathmat.

Hazel's body tensed up as she felt herself getting pounded harder and hard and closer and closer to cumming.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, yes baby yes baby yes, fuck me, fuck me harder, fuuuuuuuuuuuucccccccccckkkkk meeeeeeeeeee!!!!!"

Hazel's erotic exclamations spurred Sara on to bury her cock deeper into the sopping twat that was trying to milk the jizz from the end of her prick, pushing the massive appendage into Hazel as deep as it would go and holding there as she felt the hot, hard body underneath her tense up, Hazel's teeth clenched and her eyes shut tight as Sara wrapped her hand in a huge bundle of long black hair and pulled Hazel's head back as she came, thrashing under the thrusting blonde and clamping her cunt tight around the huge dick that was buried deep inside her sopping hole.




Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 08



Sara was so close to cumming, the sensations running through her cock were exquisite and she felt herself teetering on the brink as Hazel's pussy pumped the invading meat in the hopes of milking it of all the cum it could produce.

Sara held still as she let the feelings of unbridled sexual sensation wash over her, coursing through her entire being from the tip of her huge cock to the great orbs of tit flesh that sat, covered in sweat and flushed on her beautiful chest, from her currently inflamed sensual core to her inhumanly moaning vocal chords.

She felt her prick being milked and pumped and sucked deeper into the gushing pussy that surrounded it and she was swiftly losing control. Her hips drew back and slammed forwards, bucking once more into Hazel's trembling vagina, losing herself entirely as the head of the cock exploded and huge thick wads of genie-given jizz gushed from the tip of the massive tool currently buried in Hazel's hot-box.

Powerful spurts, thick ropes of cum flew from the end of Sara's cock and Hazel's cunt muscles directed the course of Sara's orgasm onwards and upwards until the blonde howled with unbridled passion at the astonishing manoeuvres the genie made with her pulsing pussy/

"OOOOooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh, FUCK, YOU FUCKING SLUT, FUCKING TAKE MY COCK, FUCK MY PRICK, TAKE MY CUM YOU WHORE!!!!!"

Sara's cock quivered as it was buried to the hilt inside Hazel, slowly the orgasms abated and a calm seemed to settle for a brief moment over the bathroom as Sara collapsed forwards, lying on top of a recovering Hazel and feeling her breathing returning to normal from the ragged, orgasmic breathes she'd been battling for while she was exploding inside the djinn.

Hazel felt Sara's huge tits squash against her back as the weight of the busty blonde goddess rested on top of her, her still dribbling cock slowly softening inside the ebony lady's flooded pussy.

Sara slowly pushed off, not feeling quite done yet she got to all fours and pulled her half hard cock from Hazel's cunt, pulling the genie t all fours and leaning in catching as much of their combined juices as she could as the pussy-and-jizz smoothie flowed freely from the overworked love tunnel.

Sara collected as much escaping juice as she could before, looking down at her still half hard cock.

"I think I need cleaning, wanna come take care of it you whore?"

As Hazel looked over her shoulder she saw Sara flash a sexy smile at her, she turned on al fours as Sara knelt up and offered the drenched cock to the sweat soaked genie.

Hazel's head dipped and instantly the entire cock was buried in her throat, it was soft and easy to manipulate, she loved the taste and ran her tongue all around it until both their juices were off it, the tasty mingling of their flavours were a delicious reward for the well fucked Hazel and she made love to the cock with her mouth for a good few minutes, continuing long after the cock was clean.

As she knelt up Hazel looked at the slowly softening implement before raising her head to look into Sara's sex-glazed eyes.

"OK I'm done with the cock for now can you make it go away?"

"Done" Hazel smiled and watched as the long thick thing that had just pounded her to orgasm withdrew and was absorbed back into Sara's body, leaving a smooth and tempting pussy.

They leaned in and kissed each other, tongues going deep and bodies sliding together, sweat soaked tits feeling slick and sticky at the same time, the heat radiating from each charged body was enough to fuel nations.

As they kissed Hazel's hand slipped down to Sara's exposed cunt and started to toy with her clit, bringing moans anew from the blonde.

With the new stimulation Sara felt powerful enough to go another round and pulled Hazel's legs from under her, laying the genie down and crawling up her body, straddling her face and pulling her head into her waiting cunt.

Hazel's tongue flicked out and tasted the tangy sweetness of the juices that were starting to ooze from Sara's inflamed pussy lips. Sara's nectar was gaining momentum as more and more of it flowed freely from her lips and into Hazel's waiting mouth, Hazel pushed the appropriate buttons at the correct times, swirling a tongue around Sara's clit, pushing it deep between the puffy pussy lips and bringing her skilled fingers to bare on Sara's exposed arse hole.

"Jesus, yes baby, damn-fuck you're good at that, holy mother of fucking..." Sara's extraordinary exclamations encouraged Hazel to step up her probing and licking, extending her tongue, taking a liberty and pushing it deep into Sara's love box, drinking deep of the sweet nectar that slowed from it like a spring.

Sara humped herself into Hazel's beautiful face and threw her head back, moaning aloud at the way she was being probed and poked, licked, tasted and twisted, her pussy and clit being contorted expertly by the ever wise sex-genie who's head was currently buried between her legs.

Riding the invading tongue for all she was worth Sara soon slipped over the edge and a second almighty orgasm crash over her, washing through her body, drowning Hazel in pussy juices that she greedily consumed and escaping from Sara's lips in a series of expletives and exclamations as she held Hazel's face tight to her convulsing cunt, nearly suffocating the genie in the process.

Hazel held her breath and simply kept going, her tongue pushing deep and exploring the hard to reach recesses of Sara's innards, teasing along the walls of her cunt and twisting around inside to slither like a snake across every hyper-sensitive nerve ending.

Sara's face and chest were dripping with sweat as she kept her eyes closed and humped Hazel's face through the orgasmic storm and shuddered as the last effects rippled through her spent body.

"Oh, ohhhh, yeeaahhh, oh shit, yes yes yes, fuck yes," she groaned as Hazel's tongue slowly withdrew from the tasty cunt lips.

Sara's super-tight grip on Hazel's hair loosened and she let the genie have her head back, Hazel took a huge deep breath and planted a smacker on Sara's vaginal lips before the blonde rolled off her and slumped in the corner where the shower door met the tiled bathroom wall.

"Phew.... I... really needed that..." Sara gasped, her lungs taking big gulps of air to replenish what had been lost in the breathtaking orgasms she'd just had.

"No problems, as long as John wants us to be there for you, feel free to fuck either of us..." Hazel thought for a moment, "...unless he's fucking us, his cock's too perfect for me to fuck anyone else first.... but" she gulped for breath, "... damn you're sexy, mind if I share that shower with you." Hazel flicked her eyes in the direction of the shower cubicle and Sara simply nodded.

Hazel stood up slowly and helped Sara up onto her own shaky legs, as Sara climbed into the cubicle Hazel took a moment to go to John's bedroom, she'd decided it was time to use some of the smelly girly things her gracious master had bought for her in London.

She returned to the shower with a few bits and pieces, climbing in she started to get a lather going, rubbing it across Sara's spent body they moved into one another and started the process of cleaning and together started to come down from the orgasmic haze that lingered in the bathroom.

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The toilets were awash with blood when he left, through manipulation and coercion he'd had all five women, he'd also had the pretty girl from behind the counter when she'd come into the toilets to investigate.

He left the coffee shop with a new face having claimed the life of a wealthy looking man who's life better became Zarakynal's status, he swaggered out of there with a new look, a new face, new clothes and rummaging in the pockets he came up with the keys for a Porsche. His hand also touched the badge of the Royal logistics core he'd ripped from that particular victim, how he loathed the military, it reminded him of characters he'd enjoy seeing brought low.

He wandered down the road toward the car park of the Natwest tower. He smiled as he heard the commotion behind him, the sirens and the sound of tires screeching as Police cars and ambulances rolled up outside the coffee shop, clearly someone had discovered the mess he left in the toilets.

Upon entry to the car park he was happy to discover the gleaming form of a brand new 911 turbo. Rolling out of the car park he drove it around the area a few times to get a feeling for it. As the traffic slowed near the underground station he rolled down the window and the gust of air that entered carried the whiff of djinn, multiple djinn, two djinn and one master and two very satisfied and happy djinn at that.

He had lingered a bit too long and saw the police milling about, he had to vacate the area before he was identified, a final sniff of the air gave him little more information but he had new prey and he would find them, the one extra piece of information he had about them now was that in all likelihood these were the ones responsible for the blast of powerful sexual energy that was instrumental in his release.

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While Sara and Hazel were getting to know one another upstairs Rose and John were just finishing cleaning up.

"You know considering you've got two very horny genies in your house you're really not pushing the boundaries in terms of wish making," Rose piped up, she'd finished putting stuff away and turned to lean back against the counter.

"What do you mean, I asked for a second cock, I asked you to magic a porn star out of nowhere? How much more can I push it?"

"You know for a writer I expected you to have a wild imagination."

"Well in fairness you presented me with the universe, where's a guy meant to start with that sort of power?"

"Obviously neither of your genies can make suggestions but we can remind you that the opportunities are vast in terms of what you can really do, not that we're complaining and fucking you on a regular basis, being given lives is something amazing and all genies love that but you've already tried to give us so much without really exploring our powers at all."

"So what you want me to just randomly wish for a three breasted, electric blue ferret with an oversized cock made entirely out of cheese that jizzes fondue?"

As if to demonstrate Rose winked at him and the creature he'd just described scampered in, standing knee high and wiggling it's triplet of oversized boobs as it adjusted to a more comfortable position, allowing the cheddar appendage between it's legs to stand rampant and prevent the oozing fondue from getting stuck in it's electric blue fur.

John blinked, it was a lot easier to create that creature in his head than to actually comprehend that it was right in front of him and for all intents and purposes 100% real.

After a few minutes of being completely lost for words he finally found a suitable remark to respond to this strange critter that was currently preening itself in front of him.

"I think I might attach that to my next tax return."

"OK can you get rid of that, I think I get the picture."

The strange beast scampered off the way it had entered and John cocked an eyebrow when he looked at Rose, she simply raised her eyebrows as if to say 'try me'.

"OK how about you joining me on the bridge of the U.S.S. Voyager with a horny Seven of Nine and have it bathed in that darkened red glow of a red alert."

"Done."

John looked about himself, he wasn't in his kitchen but he was stood at the main entrance to the bridge of the starship, everything where it should be, tactical station to his right, engineering to his left, and stood in the centre a very busty blonde with the remnants of borg implants.

As he looked about himself Seven piped up in that very robotic borg speech, "I am ready for you, do you wish to fuck me?"

John looked to his right and stood at the tactical station in a Starfleet uniform, mostly black with a golden yellow upper chest and shoulders, was Rose looking very enticing, her deep rouge hair worn loose and spilling across her shoulders, framing her beautiful face perfectly.

"A little unprofessional for Seven," he commented having clocked the use of 'fuck' in the curvy blonde's sentence.

Rose gave a suggestive smile before answering, "I may have adapted the character very slightly, had to make her a little sexier for you didn't I?"

John looked back at Seven, her unbelievable curves exposed in detail in the tight one-piece dark blue outfit she was wearing, and a quick check of the feet revealed the high heels she always wore, John never worked out how she managed to run around, remain completely professional and be one of the most valuable members of the crew but never had to wear the flat shoes of a standard Star Trek uniform.

John looked down at himself, he wasn't in his clothes any more, it was a uniform similar to Rose's but his shoulders were clad in command red and a quick feel of the collar revealed four pips, he looked back at Rose and she winked at him, "what's your command, Captain?" Emphasising the last word with a drool of sexuality.

John smiled and walked forwards, moving around to Seven.

"Captain, the doctor has provided me with information on the procreation techniques of all known species, I am entirely proficient in giving you sexual pleasure."

"I'm sure you are..." he muttered, reaching out a hand to touch her side, he shoulder, giving a quick squeeze of a breast and a stroke of the backside to make sure that what he was seeing was real.

Seven reached out a hand and started stroking the bulge in John's trousers, the black uniform trousers weren't as baggy as his normal jeans or combats so his huge cock was feeling a lot more confined.

"I believe this implement could do with being released Captain."

John smiled internally, it was the wrong series but what the hell, "make it so."

Seven deftly unzipped the trousers and reached inside, handling his cock with the absolute precision of a former borg, squeezing and stroking it before pulling it free of it's confines.

John looked briefly over to Rose who simply had her arms crossed and was leaning over the tactical control panel, watching intently as the busty borg wank her master.

His attention swiftly returned to Seven who's hand was working his cock expertly, he looked at her attire, not really knowing where to start with the one-piece body suits she always wore. His hands were on autopilot as they raised to her tits and started to squeeze and grope the large balls of breast meat through the body suit, they were firm and glorious.

His left hand soon slipped down between her legs and found a large damp spot on the fabric, he started to rub his fingers across her pussy lips. Slowly pressing harder he found the fabric becoming a barrier, his fingers pushed deeper, stretching the fabric as it went ahead of his fingers into her moist hole.

He took the other hand from her tits and used both to tear a hole in the body suit between her legs, exposing her delightful, puffy lips, covered with a neatly trimmed patch of blonde hair, he was nicely surprised at the level of care this version of Seven of Nine took to keep her nether region clean and tidy, must have been another of Rose's adaptations.

His probing fingers danced along her now exposed lips and he looked at her face as she shuddered slightly and quickly became flushed. Her eyes fluttered a little as she struggled determinedly to remain focussed on her task, her smooth skinned hand moving slowly up and down his large cock, the foreskin moving back and forth, slowly working oozing drops of precum from the bulbous tip.

She used her thumb to rub the precum around slowly making the entire head and eventually shaft slick and easy to move, manipulating the sensitive skin around the long, hard meat.

After a few minutes of this John led Seven to the helm control panel, bent her over and lined his cock up with her sopping twat. Pushing forwards he thrust into her, pushing it to the hilt, burying himself inside her hot hole.

He settled inside her for a few seconds, getting used to her tightness, before withdrawing and thrusting slowly into her once more.

She emitted small gasps and shudders, she was very tight and he could feel he was stretching her out, his thick cock plunging the depths of the busty blonde borg. She braced herself against the florescent helm control and pushed back into his long, steady plunges.

This was more controlled than any of the sex he'd had since having Rose and Hazel, but it was hot purely because it was a fantasy he'd had since he was a teenager, he had probably the most obviously sexy character in any Star Trek series (with the possible exception of Orion Slave girls) bent over one of the control panels on the bridge of a Star Fleet ship.

His long slow thrusts felt unbelievable and at some level he knew he shouldn't just pound Seven of Nine, he had to give her a long, slow, deep fuck, her sensitive skin being rubbed in all the best ways by his sensitive skin.

He pushed his huge cock into her once again filling her hole and listening to her controlled whimpers and gasps of pleasure as he slowly and agonizingly pulled his cock out and slipped it back in, pulled it out and slipped it back in, fucking her with absolute control and precision, as one would expect when having sex with Seven of Nine.

Her internal muscles were exquisite and the way they were massaging his cock was heavenly, or maybe out of this world and not just because they were on a starship. She continually worked herself back on his cock as he thrust into her, squeezing and grasping his thick meat with her vaginal walls, her eyes shut and focussed entirely around humping slowly and repeatedly back into him, accepting this huge intrusion and enjoying every second of it.

She was getting wetter and wetter by the second and John got the feeling that she wouldn't last long, indeed if she were accurate in certain ways to the character this would probably be her first time, the lack of a hymen, John felt sure, was another of Rose's adaptations of the character to suit his needs and be that bit sexier.

His large prick was scything in and out in long, slow strokes and he could feel Seven desperately trying to hold on to her orgasm for as long as possible, her hands were clenched on the surface of the control panel and her eyes were tight shut but she still wasn't going to last much longer with the slow, relaxed approach John was taking. He'd managed to add a little pace but Seven was so tight that he was concentrating on just enjoying this speed, and judging by the rate at which she was getting breathless and the whimpers, shudders, gasps and sharp inhalations she was making, she was very close to orgasm.

"Captain, I'm...... uuhh..... cumming..... uuuuhhhhhh" She shuddered, feeling her pussy walls contract around his large invading prick, juices flowing in decent quantities from her plugged pussy, around his cock and down her legs.

He kept up his slow, patient movements as much as possible as she was clenching her fists tight and whimpering wildly as her climax over came her normally ultra-professional, cold aesthetic and released some of the sexy, orgasmic creature that lay within.

He enjoyed it as his cock was squeezed by the convulsing Seven's quivering walls and he felt close to cumming, he thrust long and hard into her once more, working back up to his previous pace to try and get him closer to orgasm.

Seven's replying movements continued, she humped her arse back into his loins grinding herself on him a little and regaining some control over her internal muscles, allowing her to dispense unbelievable sensations to his penis.

This was an exquisite experience, not the torrid, sweaty, lust fuelled fuck-fests he had with the genies (not that he disliked those) but a slower, more patient affair, allowing him to savour each movement, each pulsation of her pussy around his cock, every movement he made within her, every little touch of sensitive skin against sensitive skin, intimately and gently bumping the deepest and most private parts of Seven of Nine.




Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 09.1



Dear readers, my deepest thanks for sticking with it this long, I know this chapter has been a bit slow in the offing, now due to the sheer size of the chapter I thought it was best if I carve it up a little hence there are two parts to chapter 9, if all goes according to plan these should be uploaded around the same time. However both are still long and part 2 has no sex in it at all, so it may end up in the non-sexual stories section.

After this chapter there will be an epilogue however this is not the end of this series just the end of the first run.

Hope you enjoy it and I welcome any feedback.

John was shocked by what he saw in front of him, his beautiful, perfect Rose had been utterly ravaged, there wasn't a square millimetre of skin without jizz on it, she looked satisfied enough, but she was also looking like she needed some love, for the second morning in a row he had no sexual intentions right now, concern for Rose was all that filled his thoughts.

Rose answered him, "I need to take a shower....", pointing her thumb over her shoulder at the shower cubicle, she didn't really know how else to respond.

John walked up to her, they were both completely naked but there was no intent on anything of that sort, at least not now. He hugged her into his arms, feeling the dry stickiness of the caked on cum, he loved her and he just felt the need to hold her, even knowing deep down that as a djinn she was pretty robust sexually, from her appearance he couldn't help but feel compelled to hold her in his arms, rubbing her back and cuddling her closely.

She cuddled him back, she hadn't realized it until now but that was exactly what she needed, he loosened the hug and they held each other's sides, their foreheads leaning against one another, sharing a series of pecks on the lips.

The kisses weren't erotic, they were an affirmation of their love for each other and a reconnecting of two people who needed each other on a level un-knowable by the majority of other creatures in the universe.

The kisses became deeper at points, lips mashed together and tongues clashed but this was still part of the process of reaffirming a link that had never actually been broken, but both of them felt the need to remind the other of just how important their partner was to them.

Even though they'd been parted for a single night, less than seven hours in truth, considering the lateness of their going to bed due to the unexpected conversation with Sara, Rose felt on some level as if she had slipped from her master's world, like she'd been carried a world away in that single night. The aggression of Sara, the pleasure, the incredible orgasmic sensations she'd enjoyed last night paled in comparison to what her master could give her, she was designed for him but by default that meant he was designed for her and she realized how their depth of love effected their sex, no matter how raunchy, kinky, rough, unreal their sex became, it was the sex of master and djinn, it was the sex of lovers and it was sex she could never experience with anyone other than John or Hazel.

John eventually broke the silence, "so do you want to tell me what happened?"

"I think we should include Hazel in this, she may be able to tell us something, she was the first of us to have sex with Sara and that experience may be related to what happened last night."

"Can you wake her?"

Rose simply smiled, John assumed some sort of psychic message had been sent because a fairly well rested Hazel entered the bathroom a few moments later.

After Hazel went through a similar series of hugs, kisses and queries to the one John had just gone through with her, Rose said that she needed a shower, that they could talk but she wanted to get clean and she wanted to feel the water washing over her. As new beings to this world Rose and Hazel still loved the novelty of the feeling of water washing their troubles away, not that they were meant to have any troubles as sex genies but the past few days had thrown up some surprises.

The three of them climbed into the shower together and started to clean each other off, as they scrubbed each other down they enjoyed getting a little giggly, cleaning private areas, taking longer than necessary to work shower gel onto boobs, run cleansing hands over testicles or making sure a person's butt cheeks were thoroughly cleaned.

But this was just fun-time, as they cleaned each other they got to talking and Rose started to describe the events of her night with Sara, giving details of the Sara doubles, the rough pounding, the cum bath.

"It wasn't what I'd expected, which for a genie is a little unnerving" Rose stated, massaging strawberry shampoo into her hair, cooing at the smell.

"I thought you were able to read her feelings?" John inquired.

"Normally yes, but like I said last night she was cloudy, unclear, she seemed polite, kind, subdued, she seemed focussed on Harry, she certainly didn't appear to have the energy for anything so angry."

"What was she like when she was with you?" He turned, his eyes directing the question at Hazel who was scrubbing her arms.

"I'm not sure exactly what qualifies for normal in situations like this but nothing too out of the ordinary, slightly more domineering than I expected but nothing abusive, she definitely enjoyed having control though."

"Is this her normal way of being? Sexually or otherwise?"

Hazel answered this, "from what we gathered when she first came to us she was a nice, loving, quiet individual, of course she's experienced a lot but she's had a djinn for 500 years, she wasn't going to be a novice was she? But certainly what Rose is describing is a new thing for her recently, she may have tried it a few times over the centuries but she didn't feel like the kind of person who enjoyed that level of carnal abuse on a regular basis."

Rose sighed, feeling relieved as the dried cum sloughed off her body and drained away, "it felt like an attempt to completely sexually destroy me."

"So would you call it rape?" John was suddenly twice as concerned as he had been at the start of the shower.

"In the strictest of senses it doesn't classify as that," Rose clarified, "I was consenting, I enjoyed it, she enjoyed it, it was certainly more about power than sex though, djinn can't really be violated sexually, but to a human it would probably have felt like that. It felt like a grudge, like vengeance, in all likelihood it was a release of her frustration, her anger at having lost Harry."

"It sounds like more aggression than she showed me in the bathroom," Hazel interjected.

"Maybe as she started to release those feelings on you they became more intense and she just boiled over with Rose" John suggested.

"That's plausible, certainly it would explain the escalation and the violence of the way she took me."

"But then why wasn't she like that with Hazel? Surely if she'd started with Hazel she would have just continued, she would have done to Hazel what she did to you."

"That is a concern...." Rose started, but before she could get any further John interrupted with another question.

"And what about the control she had when she came into the dining room after the shower? She didn't seem like she was boiling over then."

Rose managed to get a full answer out this time, "she may have exerted some self-control, it may well be that she was working very hard to keep her anger in check between the bathroom and the bedroom."

John had read enough books on human behaviour to know that didn't sound terribly plausible.

"Someone in mourning, however they express it, usually struggles to contain it once they've taken the lid off, I somehow doubt she was aggressive with Hazel and then miraculously held it together for long enough to get Rose into the bedroom."

"People in mourning aren't always predictable and especially if they're a former djinn mistress, we have no idea how she will act" Hazel explained.

Rose added "perhaps she felt the need to dominate someone, she's lost power recently she may be grasping at whatever power she thinks she has."

"That seems clear," John said confidently, he completely understood that part from half way through Rose's retelling of the night's events, "but why would she not do that with Hazel, it still doesn't make sense."

Hazel answered, "well maybe it wasn't about her power but also who she was dominating, although both of us can be anything you desire, I'm slightly more naturally submissive, from our understanding of how we fit your fantasies Rose is meant to be feistier, I'm supposed to be slightly more submissive, by dominating Rose, Sara was exerting power of someone who's personality is less submissive, it makes her feel more powerful than fucking me."

"Hmmm..." John was thinking, although the logic of everything he was hearing sounded decent there was still something, his gut was telling him that was not the whole story, over the years he'd learned to trust his gut, he was very good at the art of knowing something without knowing something, the little feeling that tells you a situation is wrong, or something doesn't add up, like there's a missing piece of the puzzle, you just can't find it or the hole where it's meant to be placed but you know looking at the bigger picture that the piece is still missing.

He left the matter alone for the moment, he wasn't content with the answers he'd received and the genies seemed to pick up on this, but there was nothing more they could offer until Sara's thoughts became clearer and they were able to garner more information, right now they had feelings, very general ideas of what was motivating Sara but all three occupants of the shower cubicle knew there was something as yet unknown going on with their guest.

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The route from the hotel to Windsor was littered with police cars, every so often one of them had pulled him over for speeding but their questions hadn't lasted long.

The demon was being very brazen in his killing, to pull over instantly would prevent the police from calling in extra cars and aerial support, so each time one got out of their car to talk to him he'd simply killed them by the side of the road, not publicly but when they asked him to take a seat in the back of the police car he'd sit there and simply cut their throat, after draining them of life and memories he'd leave them in the car for someone else to find, it would take a while, he'd offered so little resistance whenever they engaged him that they didn't see the need to radio in the stop.

He continued on his way, powering towards the small town, the apparent place of residence of his main prey. He heard on the radio that a bloodbath had been reported at a hotel just off the M25, maybe when he was finished with his current hunt he would actually indulge himself in a bloodbath, surely he could find somewhere with a big enough bath and enough victims to drain them and fill it, he smiled at that thought.

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Sara awoke in the middle of the bed, she was feeling bleary eyed and was definitely the worse for ware from last night's exertions. She realized she couldn't feel the giant cock between her legs and remembered she'd wished it away when she was going to sleep, looking beside her there was an empty spot where Rose had been.

It took her a few moments to wake up, then it hit her just how odd it was that Rose left her, hadn't John told Rose to stay with her for the night, by anyone's reckoning that should have meant until she woke.

It just struck Sara as a little odd, after 500 years she thought she knew what to expect from sex genies, at least in terms of every day interactions.

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To John it felt strange, here he was taking a shower, he had two very hot women with him who would do anything he wanted and yet right now they weren't having sex. He also felt that he should give Rose the chance to recover from the previous night.

As they finished off washing he made a decision, "I think we shouldn't make anything too obvious to Sara, I know it seems a little dishonest but if she's going through problems due to mourning or trying to find closure I don't think we should put her under more pressure by making her suspicious."

"That's a very logical position," Hazel stated, he enjoyed the way they always answered in a very technical way, his genies often answered his question in a full, understanding and specific way, a way of talking he'd found incredibly rare in the world of people and it was an excellent quality to find in Hazel and Rose, indeed yet another way in which they were perfectly suited to him, they would answer him properly as opposed to the half answers or avoidances deployed by both friends and girlfriends in his life up until now.

"So how do you wish to go about handling Sara?" Rose inquired, she could tell he was thinking something but he clearly wanted to communicate like this so she decided not to take the liberty of reading his mind.

"Is it OK if you two alternate nights with her?"

"That's fine," Hazel answered.

"I told Rose last night that I wanted no fantasy lands and I maintain that, while she's going through whatever she's going through I want to keep things in the real world, even if she warps it slightly, you can provide sexual wishes for her up to a point but I'd like you both to consider your own comfort first, I love you and I feel I should protect you from someone who wants to hurt you sexually, so anything that you think you wouldn't be comfortable doing, I'd like for you to refuse to do it."

Both genies simply nodded, they were by now out of the shower and towelling each other off, Rose and Hazel were beaming with love and affection at the level of genuine care and devotion their master had towards them, and the slightest hint of amusement that HE was protecting THEM, they were his genies it was meant to be the other way around.

"May I ask why you're not planning to have any sex with her?" Rose politely put in, she'd clearly skimmed John's mind for some of his feelings and had worked out that he had no current sexual designs on Sara.

"Well firstly... I have you two, and I'm enjoying exploring both of you..." they smiled sweetly at him, "...secondly I want to retain some control in this situation, it just feels like if I were to fuck her it would be a bit like letting her complete the set, I just get the feeling it would be bad if she were to have all three of us, almost as if she's trying to have all of us but I get the feeling it'd be bad."

"Well that's the thing, you may not have a choice, she's been having sex with her djinn and using his powers for 500 years, her primary method of communicating feelings, desires and thoughts is sexual, she thinks almost exclusively in sexual terms now," Hazel informed him, "and I can read your thoughts and don't worry, that's just an example of someone who's let having a djinn take over her life, it can happen but with a master as benevolent as you and as wise as you this is a lot less likely, she just didn't know how to handle what she had."

Rose interjected, "would you like us to tell you each morning about what Sara wants to do when one of us is sleeping in the same room?"

"It seems like an invasion of privacy and I don't want to make my house a police state, for the moment just give me general feelings, I don't want to know specifics but to know which way the wind's blowing would be handy right now," he thought for a moment, "does this come under your powers at all?"

"Actually it doesn't require any powers," Hazel explained, by now they'd basically dried off and were simply stood in towels in the bathroom having the conversation, "since we're not reading her mind we require no permission and as our master you are absolutely entitled to know anything that's happened to us, as it stands one of us reporting back on what happened with Sara during a night is simply a genie chatting to her master, it requires no powers."

"Also," Rose added, "knowledge of what's going on with Sara is very relevant to what's happening with the demon, it's effects on people and djinn, and if she is becoming unstable that in itself could become a threat and we would therefore be doing our duty by reporting anything problematic or worrying that went on."

"Great, glad we've got that sorted, so you enjoyed last night?" He asked Rose, intrigued by what Sara had apparently done.

"It was fun, I mean it was rough, when we formed it was clear that on occasion you like to be very rough and that went into our creation so we're designed to enjoy that sort of thing, although I would have enjoyed it more had it been your cock," she said eyeing his crotch with a glimmer of unspoken desire in her look.

"Indeed," he responded, "and why exactly would that be?" the playfulness in his tone combined with some tiny signifier of his growing arousal.

The genies hadn't yet wrapped themselves in a towel in the way women normally did, he'd expected them to wrap it around their chest but they always seemed to tie it at the waist and leave their entire upper body on show. Not that he was complaining, it gave him a magnificent view of four heavenly breasts, each huge and glorious to touch, as well as their sexy midriffs, Hazel's with it's toned and flexible look, Rose's with sightly more meat on it but just enough that it looked right with her slightly larger tits. This view also gave their hair space to tumble across their shoulders and frame their perfect features ever so brilliantly. The problem he had with this was that he had a hard time getting anything done, why would he even want to leave this bathroom when he could just stare at these huge boobs all day?

For example now, just as he was talking to Rose he reached over and grabbed the knot that she'd tied where to hold the towel up, using that he pulled her into him and as she came in closer he moved his hands to cup her breasts, hefting them slightly, lightly rubbing his thumbs across the erect nipples, (apparently they were never not erect).

Rose gasped, inhaling sharply, her arousal suddenly spiking at the gentle, subtle, but expert touch of her master's hands. Rose's hand slipped under John's towel and gripped the base of his cock, it was very hard right now, despite having the capacity to control his erections John still got hard naturally when in proximity to these luscious beings.

Rose responded to his question, a little breathy and definitely getting turned on, "because you're our master, one of the few wishes you can't make is that we find someone else's cock more pleasurable, whatever anyone else does to us, you can do the same thing and we'll find it a bigger turn-on simply because of the djinn-master bond, we're attached to you through love, sex and pleasure and that's a bond that can't be broken while both genie and master are alive."

As his hands began to kneed more firmly and Rose's began to move on his cock the phone downstairs started to ring, John sighed, he could have just wished it away had he wanted to but he knew he had to keep in touch with the outside world.

"We'll finish this later," he said still fondling Rose's boobs and struggling to work out exactly why he was going to answer the phone when he had such a magnificent bosom in his hands, "why don't you two get dressed and we can have some breakfast."

They both looked at him disappointedly, especially Rose considering it was her ultra-sensitive tits he was currently fondling, but both acquiesced without protest because they knew he had to keep up his contact with the outside world lest there be anyone compelled to come looking for him should he not maintain his normal routine of work, contacts and commitments.

He left the room to go and answer the phone, still wrapped in just a towel, Hazel and Rose went to their room and got dressed. Upon answering the phone it was his contact at the publishers, Jane, they'd met only a couple of times, she was a lovely girl, cheery and smiling, very professional and knew how to hold her own, she'd had several pictures on her desk including one with her on a horse, she was supple bodied and there had been some brief mention of having been a gymnast in the not too distant past, she was 22 with a dirty-blonde hair colour, nice tits a small d-cup if his guess was accurate and he imagined her to be extremely flexible, moreover he also expected that she'd have good thighs, it seemed to be a feature on horse riders.




Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 09.1



From the way she'd been the few times they'd met he got the feeling she'd taken a shine to him although truth-be-told, it probably wasn't much, but she'd called him sweet and she apparently enjoyed his writing, for his part he'd be lying if he said he'd never fantasized about her but thus far they'd only ever met in a professional capacity.

At her young age she'd been extremely lucky to get the position she currently held at the company. What he'd been told is that she'd actually been the third to be offered the position, as it turned out the first person to get the job was related to the boss but after a week had been found to be atrocious at the job he'd been asked to do, the second had fucked her way in but again just because she could fuck for a position hadn't made her any good when she got it, Jane had been offered the position and had proven herself through damn hard work and due diligence.

"Hi John it's Jane," she said as he picked up the phone, "just a call to ask on the progress of the next book, you mentioned you'd have at least half of it ready for tomorrow, can I assume you're on course for that?"

This brought John back to reality, the genies were fun and a lot had happened in the past few days but he had been falling short in his writing and needed to get back on track to keep the rest of the world happy.

"Yeah," he was lying, he wasn't anywhere near where he wanted to be with the book, "I can have it ready for tomorrow."

After general pleasantries had been exchanged and they'd chatted for a couple of minutes he hung up the phone and sighed a heavy sigh. Looking at himself he decided to get dressed firsts and headed upstairs.

As he entered the bedroom he found Rose and Hazel fully dressed and sitting at the end of the bed. Hazel in dark blue jeans and a Rhapsody t-shirt that had been torn to convert it to a tank-top, Rose was wearing a black and white striped button up top, it looked like some cross between a waistcoat and a boxing referee's shirt, but with no sleeves and it was tight across the chest, pushing her tits together to create a very deep cleavage, she also wore black combats that disappeared into dark red high-heeled boots that matched her hair colour.

He moved to the cupboard to start getting dressed, it was annoying that he had to work because the way the women were dressed right now made them almost impossible to resist but he had to for the moment.

"You know as beautiful as you both look right now, I'm afraid I need to get some work done, it may take a couple of hours, are you two able to do anything in that time?"

Both genies looked a little disappointed, considering how much sex they'd had since they came to their master it seemed like a form of torture to have them all awake and available for sex and then not be having it. However they understood the need to maintain appearances to the outside world and thus needed to find something to do.

"Well we don't really have anything to do," Rose said, "we're created for sex, our skills and interests are created around that, beyond that we have nothing really we can be doing in that time."

John thought for a moment as he put on a t-shirt, he was determined to give them as much in the way of lives as possible and it was now that he was realizing the enormity of that task, he decided the first thing they should do that day was have breakfast, his hunger had caught up to him, then he also remembered the blonde sleeping in the room across from his.

"Right can one of you wake Sara, I'll start making some breakfast but I may have to leave you and her to it so I can get some work done."

Hazel went to wake Sara while Rose followed John downstairs. Hazel was surprised to find that Sara was awake, she wondered how long she'd been up but decided to keep that to herself, there was a look in Sara's eyes that suggested she knew something but Hazel felt it best not to start digging until there was something more concrete for which she could dig.

"Hey, great you're up," Hazel said upon entering the room, "listen John's got some work to do, he's making us all breakfast and he wondered if you'd like to join us."

Sara smiled, "certainly, but first I have a few wishes I'd like to make," she said this sweetly and politely but Hazel detected the traces of something wicked under the pleasant veneer.

"Indeed, and what might they be?" Hazel asked, she needed no mind reading tricks to sense where this was going and added a little kinky intrigue to her voice.

"Can I have that huge cock back?"

Hazel flashed a devilish smile as a huge cock grew from Sara's crotch, Sara said nothing but simply looked at Hazel and curled her finger in a come-hither manner.

As Hazel approached Sara grabbed the top of her head and pushed her to her knees, taking the ebony beauty a little by surprise as she shoved her new and huge cock deep into Hazel's tight and receptive throat.

Hazel initially put her hands on the blonde bombshell's thighs to brace herself but slowly relented as she felt Sara's hips slowly and gently humping into her mouth again, she remembered this from the bathroom the previous evening, she was still waiting for her master's cock to fuck her throat as she enjoyed it primarily because she knew he wanted her to enjoy him doing it.

But this was enough for now as Sara held a fistful of black hair and started seriously jamming her cock deep into Hazel's face. The feeling of the bulbous head, oozing pre-cum and sliding into her gullet made Hazel's cunt moisten.

Then Sara's sultry Californian accent piped up again, "so we don't keep the others waiting can you give me complete control over my orgasms?"

Hazel merely gave an "Mm-hmm, mmmmm" as she assented to Sara's wishes and moaned her approval as the huge appendage extending from Sara's crotch continued to slide back and forth, across her tongue and deep into her throat.

Sara smiled a satisfied smile as she felt her orgasm build and deliberately pushed herself closer to orgasm, she needed to get off, one of the things about having a sex-genie is that you become a bit of a sex addict, so she needed to get off but she didn't want to keep things waiting downstairs too long so she urgently thrust her hips forwards and felt her cock head slip in and out of Hazel's convulsing throat, trying to get herself off quicker, but she wanted to enjoy the sensations just a bit longer.

Hazel's pussy was getting wetter and wetter, due to John's love of throat fucking (which she'd yet to experience) both Rose and herself had nerve clusters in their mouths and throats that connected directly with their pleasure centres, they got off on blow-jobs and throat fucking.

But she was very disappointed when she felt Sara's meat swell and tasted the huge wads of cum that blasted her throat and filled her stomach, she'd been brought very close, she gulped and gulped and slurped and greedily drank down the cum but Sara's orgasm wasn't going to last long enough for Hazel to get off.

Sara pulled her cock out of Hazel's mouth and moved to start getting dressed as Hazel knelt there for a few moments, jizz dribbling from the corner of her mouth as she sat there feeling frustrated, she'd been brought close, very close, but she'd been denied her orgasm, she watched Sara very closely but didn't air her concerns.

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Downstairs John had got breakfast ready, he'd just put plenty of toast out and a selection of jams, marmalades, chocolate spread, along with a pot of tea and some fruit juices and he'd told Rose to take her pick and have what she wanted, and also to tell the other two that they could do the same, he'd wanted to stick around to chat with the three women and especially Sara but he had to put in some time on his work.

Rose had been slightly disappointed at not getting any sex from her master that morning but she understood his prior commitments, also the unfortunate side of his work was that it wasn't straightforward, unlike a regular nine-to-five or even a working from home role that had a regularity to it, John was a writer and his work developed as it went along, she couldn't put the entire story down on the screen for him because he didn't know how the story was going to go, at least not the exactitudes of it. She'd understood his final comments though, he'd asked that she and Hazel keep Sara occupied, preferably with conversation to begin with and report back to him anything else they could pick up, any detail could give an insight into this demon's way of hunting, why it's doing what it's doing and how they can avoid or combat it.

So Rose was sat at the breakfast bar when Hazel and Sara entered, they sat down and helped themselves and they managed to spend the next hour or so chatting, Sara's mind was still hazy, both genies found this odd and communicated as much with each other psychically but gave nothing away to Sara as they chatted about Sara's life.

Meanwhile for the next hour John worked away at his computer and managed to get his writing back to where it was meant to be, in truth he managed to get an extra page done so he was ahead of the halfway point and would be able to present something worthwhile to Jane, he also concluded that at some stage he'd have to get her to his house, also he felt like inviting Heather, she seemed interested in getting another crack at Rose and getting to know Hazel so that could be a fun combination.

Just as he was reclining in his office chair thinking of Hazel she walked into the room, she and Rose had occupied Sara for an hour but she had an itch only her master could scratch, it was down her throat and needed the application of a long hard meaty cock, buried to the hilt as she salivated all over it and slurped her tongue up and down the shaft.

To the left of his laptop was a clear section of desk, having only just moved in his desk actually only had a laptop and a few bits and pieces on it, she leaned over that and crawled across the desk on her hands and knees, without a word she reached for his belt and pulled him to his feet, he wasn't objecting, and her hands started to undo his belt buckle.

He quickly got rid of his jeans and she turned over on the desk, her head dangling off the edge as she pulled his cock to her lips. Reaching around she pulled him by his buttocks, pushing his cock deeper in her throat, she then slid it out and simply requested, "please fuck my throat master."

Again she'd timed the deployment of the word 'master' just right and he swiftly buried his dick in her face, his cock was longer and thicker than the one she'd given Sara and as he started sliding it in and out she knew he wouldn't leave her high and dry the way Sara had.

"My pleasure," he laughed.

"Mine too," she answered with a mouthful of cock.

She quickly coughed up some spittle and he could hear the glugging sound of his head hitting her deep in the throat, but as he slowed she pulled him in harder and encouraged him to thrust harder, he was only too happy to oblige.

He liked it sloppy and Hazel was delivering beautifully, she was taking his cock deep into her throat and due to her expert muscles he was starting to doubt his capacity to keep from cumming, plus the earlier shower with both genies there and him not fucking either of them and having talked to Jane on the phone, this morning he was as frustrated as Hazel was at being throat fucked and not getting to cum.

Hazel's hands weren't doing much so she quickly shoved one into her jeans and started fingering her own cunt, she would've played with a nipple too but John's hands were on her tits, holding onto the mountains of sensitive flesh as he pistoned his hips back and forth into her face, his fingers were far from idle, gently squeezing and twisting her nipples through her top.

Hazel's orgasm was already halfway there, she was getting worked up in no time as John was giving her what Sara couldn't, or possibly just wouldn't, Hazel couldn't work out if Sara had thought at all of her pleasure this morning. Right now that didn't matter, Hazel was halfway to heaven with her pleasure centres being attacked in all the right places to make her arch her back off the desk as she felt her orgasm impending.

John was a little surprised at the speed with which Hazel had started cumming, but he wasn't complaining the moans and shudders transferred to his shaft and made staving off his orgasm even more difficult.

She didn't make much noise, just "Mmmmhhmmmmm, hhhmmmffffff, gggglllluurrr-hmmmmmm" as her eyes rolled back in her head and she soaked her fingers and jeans, juices spewing uncontrollably onto her hand and into the denim, John saw this but wasn't concerned, he wasn't going to let those jeans stay where they were for much longer anyway.

As she came down from her high he withdrew from her mouth and she breathed heavily, her chest heaving and her gulps of air ragged, she looked at him with eyes full of love, lust and gratitude, but he didn't linger too long to enjoy the eye contact, telling and amazing though it was.

He spun her around on the desk, her head now away from him and he quickly had her jeans undone. He didn't need to take them off he just pulled them down as far as her knees and pulled her legs up to rest against his shoulder, lining his cock up with her tight back door in the progress.

Realizing his intent she used her hands to hold her butt-cheeks apart as his tip nestled against her puckered sphincter.

She moaned and gasped and squealed all in the same breath as his huge rod penetrated her arse, spreading her wide, the feeling of being full almost too much for her to handle, almost pushing her over the edge once again.

Feeling the tightness around his penis he was aware of how little time he was going to last, but he didn't feel too bad about it because she'd already cum, so he pulled back and thrust deep once more.

His thrusts started slowly, steadily, scraping along her inner walls, he quickly built up a decent pace and closed his eyes to enjoy what was happening even more, to focus on the way her arse muscles were squeezing his thick meat.

She had her eyes closed too and was busy moaning like a whore, she liked the word whore, she liked how it described her, and Rose for that matter, she enjoyed the feeling of being her master's fuck toy, his slut, upon their formation Hazel and Rose had both seen one particular item in John's memories, something that described the kind of woman he liked, he loved it if they could act like a lady and fuck like a whore, that was exactly what she was doing right now.

John pumped his cock in and out harder and faster, harder and faster, really pressing his hips into her arse to push himself deeper and pulling out until only the tip remained entrenched in her butt-hole, he then remembered she was a genie.

"Can you make my cock an inch longer and slightly thicker?" He asked.

She simply nodded and the next time he pulled out it was slower going, he felt thicker and she felt tighter as a result, he was also pulling out for longer, the pleasure here was unreal, he could feel his orgasm building fast as suddenly he had extra cock flesh to be stimulated.

For Hazel's part she'd simply shuddered and arched her back as the thick cock grew within her and filled her even more, she needed his cock this huge, she loved his cock, she and Rose practically worshipped this cock now and the feeling of it sliding in and out of her tight, warm and welcoming back passage was something she couldn't describe.

With her ebony back door stretched wide Hazel's noises became even more exotic, moans of unreal ecstasy, gasps for air that made her heavenly chest push outwards and stretch her custom tank-top even more.

"Ahh, hhaaaa....oooooooooo, uuurrrrhhhhh" she shuddered.

"Uh, huh huh huh," was all John could manage in response.

They both had their eyes closed as John's thrusts pushed them both higher, Hazel started to work the muscles in her arse and squeeze and massage his large, invading member.

Hazel felt her second orgasm rising and it spiked so sharply and suddenly that it surprised her, her body convulsed before she knew what was happening, her pleasure centres were erupting with sensation and her pussy was exploding with juices before her brain had registered what was going on. Her arse clamped down, nearly crushing John's huge cock and slowing his movements to a very gentle rocking motion, thrusting what he could in and out while her back door kept him locked deep inside.

Her body convulsing on his cock was bringing him very close to cumming and he knew within the next few minutes he'd be firing off yet again, but he held out just a little while longer, he wanted to cum down her throat, he wanted to jizz on her face and in her mouth so he kept going with the slight movements that her convulsions and tight arse would allow, pushing himself closer to orgasm but just holding off as long as possible.

Hazel's back was still arched off the desk and her butt-cheeks were pressing into John's hips, the luscious buttocks toned and gorgeous, pushing urgently against him. He tensed the muscles around his cock, desperately hanging onto his load with every intention of firing it down her throat, he was struggling to keep from coming as his cock expanded slightly inside her arse.

Just when he thought he couldn't hang on any longer he felt her sphincter relent and his cock slid slowly from her back passage, her breathing was heavy and ragged and there was a wet patch on the desk where she'd exploded but he didn't give her a chance to catch a breath, he simply moved around to her head and pushed his cock down her throat, just as she was opening her mouth to thank him for the butt-sex.

"Than..hhmmkkkkfffff, ulgh-ulgh-ulgh, Kkkkkllllll-ggggghmpk," was the sound she made as his cock buried itself to the hilt in her face and erupted massively, huge wads of tasty jizz bursting from the end as his head tilted back and his back arched, plunging his cock deep and holding it there while his orgasm ripped through his body and spewed wad after wad after wad into her gullet and waiting stomach, he pulled back slightly to unload some into her mouth, she mumbled a moan of approval as she tasted his jizz, hitting her tongue and inflaming her taste buds.

Hazel reached up, using one hand to massage his balls and the other to stroke whatever amount of cock wasn't in her mouth, trying to milk every last drop as she lovingly drank his cum. Eventually it got too much for her and she could feel her throat and mouth filling faster than she could swallow, and she knew her master liked to see a woman struggle to take his full load so she let some drizzle out of her mouth.

With her head hanging over the edge of the desk the large streams of his cum that were escaping were running across her cheeks and forehead and mixing into her hair, this image made him thrust a bit harder a few more times as she had slowly took on the cum-drenched slut look.

As his cum continued to fire off he realized just how sexually frustrated he'd become, it felt odd to think that because only a few hours earlier he'd been in bed lovingly and sensually embedding his cock in Hazel's cunt but the early wake-up and the availability of sex without him having actually had any had combined to make him hornier than he thought he was, and apparently his cum-load had built up quite substantially in that time too.

For Hazel's part she wasn't complaining of frustration any more, she planned on telling John what had prompted this but for now she was content to accept his spunk, drinking as much as possible as well as spilling some of it down her face and into her hair. She realized she must be looking utterly dishevelled and felt like such a cum-bucket, but for John that's exactly what she was willing to be, she loved him and absolutely could not imagine life being better without daily loads of his cum in as many of her holes as possible.




Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 09.1



Her legs were dangling down the other side of the desk, still kept together by the jeans being round her knees, her other end was being pumped full of jizz as his orgasm finally subsided and the last few dribbles of cum drizzled from the end of his cock.

He finally breathed, his legs feeling weak from his stopping breathing, he hadn't noticed, he'd just been entirely ensnared by the fantastic and amazing feeling of pumping a pint of cum into Hazel's tight and manipulating mouth and throat.

He looked down at Hazel as she blinked back at him, it was a slow, loving blink of her big green eyes, her face was covered in spunk, her hair was a mess with large patches of cum creating clumps of black, entangled locks, her breathing was heavy and a little ragged, but to his eyes, she had never looked happier.

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Zarakynal had made it to Windsor around 5am, he now just had to track these djinn and their master, he was out of his car and moving around the streets carefully, he would have to kill again to get local knowledge and at this time of day it appeared there was no way he could legitimately gain entry to anywhere that had any people. He would have to start the old fashioned way, walk around the streets and get to know the town himself, maybe he would get lucky and catch someone or possibly pick up the trail of his prey by accident as he had in Paris.

These djinn were harder to track, happy djinn did not give off much of a trail, the last djinn he'd taken, the creature that gave off pathetic resistance at the airport, had not been entirely happy for a while, apparently his mistress wasn't the kindest of djinn-masters.

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Arnvir had suggested they move closer to the town, it was a little risky but they could find places closer in that they could remain relatively unknown and be better positioned to react when the time came.

Also they could feel the evil closing in, they could feel it closer than ever before and that suggested that the creature was within a very short distance of their current position.

The more powerful it became the harder it was to track and the more vague their sense of it's position would become, but when it was as close as this they could all feel just how horrendously oppressive and evil it was, the intensity of those feelings at the moment was a clue in itself.

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Rose had a few concerns to share with John but wasn't too sure about how to do so without drawing too much attention from Sara.

The problem had occurred when Hazel had left the room to "check on John" as she'd put it, of course Rose knew exactly what that meant but within a few moments of Hazel's exit Sara made a similar move on Rose as she had on Hazel earlier this morning and left Rose similarly frustrated.

A pattern was developing and Rose needed to confer with Hazel and John, Sara's actions were increasingly a cause for concern.

"Sara just did to me what she did to Hazel this morning, just thought you should know," she sent the telepathic message, "Hazel will explain what happened this morning but it's indicative of a pattern."

Hazel and John were just recovering their breath after their fuck-session when they got this information, John quickly took a mental image of Hazel's face and hair drenched in jizz and then wished for them both to be clean and tidy again.

"So what did Rose mean about this morning? And what did she mean about a pattern developing?"

As John sat back in the office chair behind his desk, Hazel leaned against the desk and retold the entire story of this morning plus what had happened to Rose in the kitchen just now and further explained how this was starting to look like some sort of pattern.

"So it would seem Sara's very much intent upon selfishness and she's increasingly focussing on her own pleasure, that's not automatically a problem, djinn could expect something like that in any master or mistress but obviously you try to satisfy us and you focus on our pleasure as well as your own, to us it seems like Sara is just using us for pleasure and it would seem likely that's all she used Harry for, you love us, we know that, we feel very privileged to have a master who not only enjoys using us for sex but loves us and cares about our feelings and wants us to enjoy the sex us much as he does."

This made John smile, Hazel liked that smile, it was warm and loving and indicated John's slight embarrassment at being complimented in such a way, it was why she and Rose not only felt duty bound to obey him but felt a love for him that went deeper still than the djinn-master bond. How a person treats their djinn has nothing to do with the djinn but the kind of person they were prior to ever having the djinn or even the vessel in their life, John had been humble, loving, kind, loyal, intelligent, benevolent and deep and all those qualities transferred to his role as her and Rose's master. On the other hand from what they could gather, Sara had had an undeserved sense of entitlement, she was manipulative and vindictive, she commonly blamed everyone but herself for her mistakes, and this was coming out now, expressed in a very sexual way as would be expected after 500 years with a djinn and now she was using Rose and Hazel in a similar way.

"So would any of this contribute to why you can't read her mind properly?"

"It's certainly a possibility," Hazel mused, "although why her personality would give her this hazing that Rose and I find whenever we try to probe her is something that we're not too sure about."

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Indeed there weren't many who would know about such things, the djinn that were trying to reach them to protect them from the demon knew what this meant.

The great djinn were trying desperately to contact the twin djinn and their master but something was preventing their contact, something else, close to the demon, but far away, something more powerful and less obvious, but to their great concern they could not establish what.

It was lucky then they had other means, agents as it were on Earth, the watchers.

The watchers were humans, offered immortality but given strict instructions, they were not to engage with major human events and their singular duty was to collect knowledge, to watch and learn, to keep artefacts, libraries, repositories of knowledge and anything that represented aspects of humans past from ancient cave paintings to modern 3D art, from broaches worn by Pharaohs to antiques of a more recent eras.

Through one of these they would try to convey their concerns, their warnings and all they could to this human and his two djinn who were responsible for the creation of a new djinn.

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People had often asked Heather why she had two phones, she always said it was one personal and one professional. Of course she never mentioned just what the personal involved, she was open about her lesbianism but none of her colleagues, either when she'd been working on her PhD or at the antiques dealer where she worked or at the auction house which frequently sold items that her firm handled, had ever seen a permanent woman on the scene and she never mentioned anyone. Of course she couldn't tell them the truth, for starters no-one would believe her if she said the second was actually a clandestine way for her to be contacted by a race of super-powerful beings.

She headed out of her office now and made her way with absolute purpose towards the nearest tube station, hoping to get to these djinn and their master in time to warn them of exactly what was going on.

She'd been provided with all the information and she knew there was a chance she'd arrive too late but there was one thing working in her favour, this demon was hunting recklessly, he was fumbling and bumbling around hoping to pick up the scent of that which he sought, she knew exactly where to go, she could go there directly without having to stop for directions, information, the very thing that had been her entire purpose in this long life was the key to saving lives here and defeating evil.

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John decided to start of being diplomatic, he had a back-up plan if that didn't work but he'd always tried to be a reasonable guy so his first recourse was to use words and have a plain and simple discussion.

He walked into the kitchen just as Rose was walking out, she looked like something had just gone on between her and Sara but no where near as bad as she looked this morning, although they'd had nowhere near as much time so that was to be expected. It wasn't obvious, just a look in the eyes, clearly Sara had wished for a clean up.

Very clearly, he thought as his eyes settled on the very well kept blonde sitting at the breakfast bar, he eyed her suspiciously as he approached, he had no idea why, his physical stature and the power of Hazel and Rose meant there was nothing she could do to him that he couldn't withstand.

He sat down next to her and looked her in the eyes as he started talking.

"Hi, I've been hearing things, hearing about the things that you've been doing to my two favourite ladies, just wondering if you've got an explanation?"

He let that question linger, watching her eyes as her mind was clearly putting an answer in order, it gave him the sense that whatever she said next would be a very well worded version of the truth, the intention apparently to avoid being caught out in a lie while misleading him or diverting his attentions.

Her eyes flitted between him and the counter top and for a full 30 seconds they sat in silence, it told John everything he needed to know about the answer she was about to give, it told him not to trust her, that she had reasons for being the way she was, motives for her actions, and also needs that no matter how hard she'd tried with Rose and Hazel just couldn't be met.

"When you took me in and told them to stay with me I just assumed that meant I could make my own wishes and do what I wanted with them."

John gave a slightly half-cocked smile, "that's true but it doesn't explain why you felt the need to be so rough with them, and so selfish this morning."

"Well for the rough side of things it wouldn't surprise me that they both enjoyed every second of that, I mean Rose last night was moaning like a whore when I was fucking her, she was more than happy to take what I gave her."

"Indeed, I'm sure she did but again you've avoided answering the question, I know you've just lost Harry and after the length of time you've been together I can imagine there'd be some desire to lash out at the world but had Rose been a real woman do you honestly think she'd have survived what you did? Do you think that just because you needed it and Rose enjoyed it that makes it right?"

"Why should I give a damn?" Sara exploded, sick of the questions and coming out with the honest truth of her personality, "Why do you care? They're your slaves, they're your puppets, you ask them to dance they dance, you ask them to jump they say 'how high?' Why not just use them for what they are, they can never be anything more than sex-slaves, that's their place, that's their role, and that is exactly how they should stay."

John was taken aback by both the openness and the ugliness of the personality that it revealed, he was thinking, he was a desperately reasonable man and due to his vast interests was usually able to come up with a logical response, right now he was beginning to realize she was born in a time when the class system was very rigid and there was almost zero movement, but surely she must have seen the change in things, the way people had developed and society had developed. He couldn't understand this way of being, it was entirely alien to him, he was a great champion of social movement and people being allowed to be what they're capable of being rather than just being stuck in a single role.

More importantly at the moment though, she was saying these things about HIS djinn.... no, he thought, not just djinn, not just genies whose master he was, he loved them, his women and he was their man, he was trying to be as much theirs as they were his, he was giving them as much as he could as a reflection of his gratitude for what they'd given him.

"I just can't understand that mindset, how can you be so ungrateful? How the hell can you sit there and after 500 years say that djinn are nothing more than slaves? They can be more, you and I both know that, they can be lovers, they can be everything you want how dare you talk like they're beneath you, you've got 500 years because of one."

"Ha, I wouldn't expect you to understand, I loved Harry and it hits me deeply that he's gone but neither I nor he ever forgot his place, he was there to please me, he never ever forgot that..." she was getting more agitated and gave him a cold look of despise when he interrupted her.

"Of course he didn't forget," John exclaimed heatedly, he was getting more and more passionate about this subject and by hook or by crook he was going to defend Rose and Hazel, and not just them, as he felt himself warming to his theme he realized he was arguing for djinn everywhere, "it's in their nature, they're never going to forget, it's part of who they are but that's not a reason to be treating them like they don't matter."

"They are there to be fucked and to fuck other people, they cum on command, they have no free will of their own..."

"That's because stuck up, selfish bitches like you don't even try to give them what they're due, they're companions for life, as soon as Rose and Hazel came out of that vessel as far as I'm concerned they became people and by that they should have the same rights and privileges as other members of society and as much choice in their lives as is possible."

John wasn't just being defensive now, he was positively irate, he was saying this with a level of calm but he was struggling to keep his cool.

For Sara's part she was annoyed but strangely horny, this was the first time in 500 years a guy had stood up to her, or anyone had stood up to her for that matter and the display of mental power on the part of John coupled with his physical appearance made him seem like an extraordinarily potent force.

"But..." she was planning to go on but was trying hard to find a response that wouldn't incriminate her more, she looked at him with a glower, she was sure he was wrong but it was also a look of envy because he seemed to be capable of countering every argument she had, "...they can never be truly free, they're always at your command, they're at your beck and call 24/7, what's the point in giving them lives when they can't ever grow beyond being your personal sex slaves?"

"Because..." he said with a sigh and a smile, "...I love them, and by that reasoning I do all that I can, I will give them as much choice as I can, every major decision is made with all three of us present, each of them gets to give their own ideas and opinions."

Sara was astounded, he was giving quite a caring and impressive argument, he managed to be revealing and sensitive while remaining solid, strong and resolute. He was unlike any man she'd come across when she was his age, back then a man wasn't allowed to be open like John was being, they had to be stalwart and never give way to any perceived weaknesses. John took weaknesses and turned them into strengths, his position seemed apparently unassailable, any argument she made would be swatted away with absolute ease.

Sara was irritated, not so much with John any more though he was still the target of her irritation, she was irritated with herself for not being able to come up with a better argument despite being older than him by far, she was irritated that he was actually getting to her and she was actually considering his argument, but most of all she was irritated because the more he argued back the more turned on she got, he was proving to be both dominant and democratic at once, he was exerting power while remaining cool and calm, he was a kind of man she'd never come across, not even in 500 years and that showed her how little she still knew of the world despite that length of time, she wasn't sure how to proceed.

"But ultimately even you can't deny their nature, what they are, what they're for," she argued, "so why not just use them, use what they have, they'll do the same for you whether you love them or not, whether you reward them or not."

John felt the conversation starting to repeat itself, this got to him because he didn't enjoy having to make the same point twice, "I believe I've already explained why, as far as my ideals are concerned it is the responsibility of all humans to try to be better than they are, to treat others as they would want to be treated in the same situation, were I a djinn, and they have explained this to me themselves, I would prefer a master who offered me equality, who made me their lover rather than just a slave."

Sara had found the weak spot in his demeanour, he hid it well but having to go through things multiple times agitated him, she needed to see his power, to draw him to physical action, she had to work and manipulate him to get violent, in all probability, given the importance of the sexual component in both their lives his violence would be expressed sexually, she was wondering what it would be like to be taken by John, not gently but roughly, to be picked up and slammed into the wall while his cock penetrated her, it made her shudder just to imagine what he could be like if his sexual power were unleashed upon her.

She shifted ever so slightly in her seat as she felt herself getting slightly moist, it was a tiny shift, almost unnoticeable, but only almost, John clocked the movement, he knew now that there was something turning her on here, some part of this interaction that was having an arousing effect on her.

He was intrigued, he was still pissed off with her but he could tell she was getting turned on by the way he was arguing her down and he began to wonder where he could take this, what it might take to make her more than just someone he'd taken in and bring her into the group fully. He tested it out by making his cock rise slightly, so it was still soft enough to sit along his leg but thick and bloated to the necessary extent that a bulge showed through his jeans.

Sara spotted this and was wondering if he was naturally turned on by her or whether she'd been made and he knew what was going on inside her head. She decided to push on, if she could provoke him maybe she could avoid the rest of this debate and he wouldn't make her think about what she was doing any more.

"The basic point is they're beneath us, they're our subordinates... and they should be kept in their place."

This irritated John, he'd come from a working class background but through imagination, through writing and ideas he'd moved up the system, he'd improved on what he was and he was a great believer in social mobility, especially when it came to the class system, this rigid and old-world approach was so outdated that he couldn't help but feel his choler rising, he was resisting the temptation to just take this bitch, to pick her up and fuck her to make his point.

However he was always a reasonable man and was used to making every effort to avoid extreme actions, so he tried once more.

"They will stand with you through thick and thin, they will stick by you even if you commit the most vile and terrible acts, they will be there for you no matter how desperately hopeless your life becomes. You can lose everything and still they're with you, you can be naked, lost, cold, tired, hungry and poor all at once entirely through your own bad decisions and they will still think you are the most important person in the world, that is a form of love that every single person in the world wishes they could find and no matter what the reason for that love it is still love and for that I love them back, and it pains me, genuinely pains me, it makes me want to cry out in agony, it makes me want to weep to hear you talk about them in that way after half a millennium," she could see his face contort as he said so, the slightest makings of tears at the corners of his eyes held his statement up as truth, he was genuinely passionate about this and he felt that any attack on his Hazel and Rose was a personal attack on him, he would defend them to his last breath.




Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 09.2



Dear readers, please make sure you've read part 1 first,, this will make absolutely no sense without having read part 1 as it does continue on from exactly where part 1 left off.

Also there's no sex in this one, enjoy.

As they rolled out of the driveway two conversations started up, one in the back between Hazel, Rose and Sara explaining exactly what was going on and one in the front between John and Heather.

"So exactly which way are we going now? This feels a bit weird to just be leaving like this, are you sure there's nothing more to it than this? Can we be sure the demon hasn't moved or isn't going to track us because we've started moving?"

"As far as I'm aware the demon doesn't appear to have moved at all, the best guess is that it's still somewhere in Windsor, ultimately we need to be heading to where the Valkyrie are waiting."

"Valkyrie? Seriously? What's going on here? I thought they were a myth?"

"And I'm sure a week ago you thought genies only existed in children's books," Heather retorted condescendingly, he'd noticed that tone before and couldn't help but wonder how arrogant she'd become over the centuries, if she was as old as she'd implied she'd no doubt seen the problems caused by human stupidity and the solutions that numerous people missed over the ages.

"Wait the Valkyrie are from Norse stories, the name djinn is middle eastern in origin, how are those two existing at the same time?"

"It's a long story however the basic problem most humans have is that they look at the wrong part of a story, the so called "myths" from various cultures are perfectly capable of existing in parallel, there's no conflict there, the conflict is between theories of their origins, i.e. the God or Gods that created them or whatever other celestial beings are accredited with their design and/ or creation."

John nodded.

Heather continued "Also the old Scandanavian trade routes ran along the European rivers and their goods were often sold to the ancient empires like the Hittites and the Egyptians, not to mention various middle eastern rulers using Vikings as mercenaries, there are plenty of plausible reasons as to why those two cultures could have interacted."

"Yeah, I'm aware of the old amber routes, so you're suggesting that's where the vessel came from?"

"It's a possibility, I'd have to look at the vessel to work out it's exact origin."

John made a mental note to try to keep Heather around when this was over, not only was she sexy she was also very knowledgeable about subjects by which he'd always been fascinated, he wasn't keen to lose such a repository of knowledge, not to mention a very pretty woman.

"OK, that makes sense, so are you able to give me anything on which God or Gods do or did exist?"

"Well this demon was originally imprisoned by Woden, and Thor was involved in it's building, Mjolnir is a magical hammer and thus it conveys certain magical properties to whatever it's forging, be it a prison cell, a sword or a monument."

"So the Norse Gods are real?"

"Were, if you remember your classical stories you'll recall that they all died at the battle of Ragnarok, although their magic is still in force in many places and various items of theirs are still to be found if you know where to look."

"OK, this is all very interesting but let's just focus on the task at hand for now, exactly where am I meant to be heading? North right?"

"Yes although not far, as far as I'm aware they're waiting in Slough forest national park, if you follow the road through the middle of it there's a turning off and a track into the woodland, they're waiting in one of the clearings."

"OK," John noted the route, their destination was only a few miles away, it was a large national park sandwiched between the outskirts of London and the various market towns and commuter towns to the west.

-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-

Zarakynal knew exactly where to go now, he knew exactly where the trail was, he was following, soon he'd kill his prey, soon he'd be restored, soon he'd be unstoppable.

-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-

The drive to Slough forest, was a short one, it was surprisingly deserted as they drove towards the middle of the forest and it wasn't long before they started passing various turnings, places where the forestry commission had created tracks so they could get into the denser areas of the woodland for monitoring the forest and generally keeping tabs on what was going on in the park.

-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-

It was down one of these tracks, in a clearing where the valkyrie had stopped and here they waited, with the Einherjar they should be able to defeat the demon but it wouldn't be easy, something Heather hadn't told John and the genies was that he was essentially being used as bait. They didn't like using methods like that but they needed to tackle the demon as soon as possible before his power grew beyond their capacity to combat, so luring him in with the very prey they were meant to be protecting was the best way they could think of on such short notice.

Arnvir had sent a couple of riders to the edge of the forest to watch for the car and shadow them until they were with the main party, Frieda had been sent along with Brynhild, they were both experienced, they were more than capable of holding off the demon should they encounter it, at least long enough for the rest of the unit to join them.

-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-

It would seem odd to many people that the djinn had to travel to earth in their ethereal forms rather than simply magicking themselves into John's life in an instant, why should such powerful creatures in their raw and unchained forms had to somehow have to play by the laws of the universe? But there was something else going on, there was a spell in place preventing their ease of movement.

Under normal circumstances one of the elder djinn would have simply appeared to John, come to him, him for his part in the creation of a new life but this option didn't seem available, they couldn't understand why.

So they had to travel by a different method, instead they (in their unreal forms) did something akin to swimming but in the gaps between worlds and universes, from the starting point of the universe, the source of it all, they swam in the great tides of space, of course they could cross vast distances in a very short space of time, such was their power and they were naturally adept at moving in places where humans could only dream.

The sort of space that existed here was warped and twisted, it didn't operate like space nor like a sea, more a strange amalgamation of the two, roiling tides of colourful unreality moved in strange patterns, meanders of stars and light and celestial bodies were the navigational systems of all the great beings who dwelt here and moved through it, this was not a place where humans could exist, nor should they try, for to look upon it with the naked eye was to instantly send oneself insane, things existed here that shouldn't, souls were set aflame, power was created but also life was destroyed, the place was immaterial and reality all in one.

So this was the way they had to travel, it was why so many of them were coming, that something was preventing them from moving with their normal ease was indicative of something malevolent working in the background.

But their journey was nearing it's end, they were closing fast on Earth and soon they'd be able to reveal themselves to this human, and to offer him their reward.

-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-

Heather indicated the turning up ahead, it was a left turning onto a barely recognizable dirt track, had Heather not pointed it out John could well have missed it altogether.

He slowed, getting ready to turn, he started to turn the wheel, it was halfway through the turn that they were hit.

Something hit them hard, the car rolled, going over and onto it's roof, rolling over again, back onto it's wheels and finally it rolled onto it's side and came to rest in the ditch beside the road, the chassis was buckled, the driver side door was caved in, the windscreen was shattered and the front axle had broken at the left hand end, the front left wheel was hanging onto the car by a couple of very loose screws.

And all this happened to a Landrover, he'd bought the car in this exact spec because it was the same spec as used by the British army, it was tough, he'd driven it off road and through some tough terrain and it had always come through intact, whatever had hit them had done so with such force as to total one of the toughest vehicles John had ever driven.

Inside there were screams, shouts, people were scared, no-one had seen the giant beast charging at them from the right, not the genies, nor Heather and certainly not the two relatively normal humans in the car.

As they regained their senses they realized that the drivers door was jammed and the passenger door was against the ground, they had to get out fast and their weren't many options, trying the right hand passenger door that was jammed also, they had to come up with something.

With John a little dazed and Heather confused, Rose and Hazel took the initiative, Hazel crawled back and managed to open the back door, she reached back and nudged Sara's shoulder, she was still sat there in panic, but as the hand grabbed her shoulder she managed to unbuckle her seat belt and followed Hazel, crawling out the back door.

Rose managed to crawl between the two front seats and kick out the shattered windscreen, as John regained his sense he realized what she was trying to achieve and added his strength to the effort, within a few seconds they'd managed to get the glass out of it's frame, then Rose reached forward to push John out but he stopped her.

He was her first concern, in truth he was her only concern in situations like this, not only was she duty bound to protect him but she loved him too much to put anyone else, including herself before him, but he reached over and pushed Heather out of the car first, before Rose could protest, then he reached back and pulled Rose forward, as she slid between the front seats and into the front passenger seat she looked at him as they both tried to get the other to leave the car first.

"John this is what we're meant to do, now get out of the car, the sooner you're out the sooner you can run, the more time you spend her the less your chances of survival," Rose was insistent, but John was equally so.

"Not a chance, I couldn't live knowing I put myself before the women I love, I am not moving from this car until you get the fuck out of here."

"LISTEN TO ME, you have to get out and run, Hazel and I are able to protect you but you have to work with us."

He didn't like the idea of leaving them behind, he didn't really think about his next action he just grabbed her by the waist and bundled her out the car before she could protest, she was kicking and yelling at him for this but she went out quickly and he followed directly behind, as he was halfway out he heard an almighty roar, blood curdling and feral.

Looking to his right he saw a great beast rising up above him, it looked like it had charged on all fours but was capable of moving on two legs as well, huge horns like those of a buffalo but vastly more pronounced stuck out in a wide halo from it's head, and another like a rhino's horn from the extended snout, the snout was connected to an equally elongated jawline and the maw was filled with vicious canine teeth. The thing's skin had a scaly, slick texture and it's breath reeked of death, there was no other way to describe the stench, it's front legs had huge claws, opposable and dexterous similar to a human hand but sharp, black and terrible. It's hind legs were coiled, shaped similar to a leopard, but muscular like the legs of a bull, ending in great paws, it's tail was sharp and pointed, the way one might imagine the devil's and it was prehensile, along the beast's back was a line of spines.

John froze as his eyes met the huge black pits, eight of them, the eyes bored into his mind, or tried to, he felt something pushing against his mentality, something trying to invade his conscious thought, but he wouldn't allow it, spurring himself into action he crawled the rest of the way out of the car but he didn't get beyond the bonnet.

A great arm swung down and knocked the landrover flying, John had been clinging to the bonnet but had launched himself off at the last second, landing a few metres away (the new strength in his new muscular legs really showing for the first time), he rolled as his momentum carried him forward further.

The women were standing watching, the genie's started forwards to intervene, hoping to do their duty but Valkyrie were quicker. Two great horses thundered past the group of ladies and one rider instantly hurled her spear into the monster's side, it was a split second decision but they had to get its attention and draw it away from John.

The spear punctured the demon's flank as it was going for John, he managed to duck out the way but now there was a demon between him and the rest of the group, but the Valkyrie were quick and got busy harassing the demon, using hit-and-run blows to keep it distracted.

As the demon spun on it's haunches John noticed the riders, he also noticed the long spear stuck in it's side, the wound wasn't causing it any real issues at all, he then saw between it's legs the cloud of dust being kicked up as another column of warriors charged, he stood fast, he realized that if he could keep the demon focussed on him for the next ten seconds the Valkyrie would have the benefit of surprise and an opening to the back of the beast, that had to count for something.

Across the road the genies made another attempt to get to their master but again a column of riders got in their way, they had to move in another way, Hazel started to move around the outside of the fight, the melee was erupting in the middle of the road but she had to get to John.

Rose was thinking of something far more direct, a magical burst of speed to dive between the demons legs, primarily because she could see what John was doing and Hazel from her perspective had horses in the way.

As the Valkyrie were charging out of the woods John ran at the beast, ducking a swing and jinking to avoid a downward blow, ending up inside the demon's reach, well inside, he dived for the spear in the beast's side and managed to grab the haft.

The demon flinched as the pointed tip was twisted and wrenched from his side, he turned and swung wildly at the puny human who had the audacity to challenge him, his big eyes followed the insolent wretch as it dodged back, towards the side of the road.

The two initial Valkyrie, Frieda and Brynhild were still coming in quickly to slash at the beast before retreating but they saw what John was planning. As the rest of their party came thundering out of the woodland four threw spears that penetrated the beast's back, but it's body and musculature was so thick and brawny that the spear tips, two and half feet long didn't penetrate any major organs, even when embedded deep.

But it got the beast's attention, as it swung around it swept an arm down, the huge clawed fist clobbering one rider, she fell from her horse, the horse was gutted and bleeding to death in the middle of the road but surprisingly the rider was able to stand, she'd lost her spear and went for her sword, slashing as the great arm came down again but this time she wasn't quick enough, the Valkyrie's body was hurled against a tree, her sword dropped at the feet of the demon and those within earshot heard the unmistakeable cracking of numerous bones, her body slumped to the ground broken.

As the beast swung again John saw what else was coming out of the forest, it was almost as big as the beast, it charged with contemptuous ease from the treeline, howling and bellowing in response to the growls and roars emanating from the demon.

Between the demon and the other big thing he saw Rose appear, jinking and dodging between horses, ducking to grab the sword from the felled Valkyrie, and rolling between the beast's legs, slashing at it's ankles.

The beast growled and tried to reach between his legs to grab the genie but she moved too fast, ducking forwards and coming out beside John. She tried to bundle him towards the treeline but he refused to retreat, instead as the beast swung for him again he ducked and thrust the spear into it's hand, pushing it deep. Before he could withdraw the hand was pulled back, he gripped the shaft tighter as the great maw of the beast opened and he was lifted off the ground but as he was looking into the abyss of the demon's open jaws the great einherjar cannoned into the beast from behind, using it's immense weight to throw the demon off balance and causing it to turn abruptly.

The movement flicking John off with far less power than he'd expected and he dropped to the floor, picking up bruises and scrapes but ultimately intact. He was quick to roll onto his front and stand but now he was almost at the centre of the melee, horses were charging around him, some trying to push him away from the beast, the two immense creatures in front of him began a brutal duel, there was nothing graceful about this.

The einherjar was swinging with it's great axes but the demon was moving with surprising agility, something that looks the way this thing did simply should not be able to move like that, the laws of physics shouldn't allow that sort of movement, but it managed, ducking low and launching itself into the einherjar's midriff, taking the great warrior to the ground and flattening two Valkyrie who weren't fast enough to get out of the way. The pair tumbled and rolled, brawling, it looked like a two men beating the crap out of each other outside a pub, except on an epic scale.

John watched as the einherjar struggled, but the demon had fought tactically, by launching itself at the einherjar it had gotten inside the warrior's arc, essentially nullifying the axes, the beast was simply too close for the einherjar to get a meaningful swing at it, instead it had to drop the immense axes and grab the demon in a headlock and wrench it around.

Rolling on top the einherjar managed to slam the demon's head into the ground as a small group of Valkyrie charged past and slashed at the exposed portions of the demon but the beast wasn't concerned with these pinpricks. It managed to kick out, it's immense legs pushing the einherjar off it momentarily, as the beast went to get up the einherjar grabbed it by it's leg and swung it around, hurling, spinning through the air the monster landed heavily thirty metres away, colliding with the remains of the smashed landrover.

As the beast moved to right itself the full complement of Valkyrie charged, spears levelled, but the beast had it's own response to this, moving to all fours and bellowing it began it's own charge, like some monstrous parody of a rhino's charge, but faster, the front half dozen Valkyrie met it head on, they were tossed aside, the beast swung it's head knocking riders flying and goring the beautiful warriors with it's immense horns.

The rest of the column split and flanked it, those that could taking slashing blows but this didn't distract it, it's dark eyes were levelled on the einherjar, it realized that was where the power lay in this defence, it had to take out the einherjar to win.

The great warrior braced himself ready for the impact, he'd didn't have time to retrieve his axes.

As the beast was charging Rose and John had been joined by Hazel and the two genies were desperately trying to get John to run but he refused to move.

The column of Valkyrie had wheeled around now and were coming back in the wake of the beast, the front rider the raven haired Frieda.

John watched as the rider appeared to be lining up to combine her attack with the einherjar's, but no plan survives contact with the enemy.




Genie Chronicles - Gemini Ch. 09.2



The beast launched at the einherjar who managed to catch it by it's immense shoulders and swing it over, slamming it into the ground, the beast howled and seemed seriously hurt for the first time since the fight began but as the immense warrior released his grip to follow up, Zarakynal saw his opening.

The scene was one of horror as a surprise burst of power from the beast's hind legs launched it at the einherjar's neck, immense teeth sunk deep into the warrior's throat, blood spilled out and the warrior suddenly staggered, the force of the attack knocking him back as the demon landed on top of the immense warrior's corpse, the torn throat gushing crimson and the beast seemed to smile, a toothy grin of psychotic satisfaction.

John saw that the the rider at the front of the column was still charging, unflinching, still intent, but with the einherjar out of the fight it seemed that they didn't stand a chance, John knew he had to do something.

Fortunately the demon had momentarily forgotten about him and his djinn, caught up in the heat of battle. So it failed to notice him charging forwards, grabbing a fallen spear and running headlong for the beast's immense head, he had no idea what he was going to do.

As Frieda neared she saw the beast's head lower to catch her, but she also saw what the demon hadn't, the human running towards it's side with a spear, she eased off very slightly to coincide, realizing there may be an opportunity here.

The beast's eight eyes glowered down it's snout at the charging rider, licking it's maw with glee as the horse came within striking distance, it's lunge was cut short though as pain shot through it, it had failed to see the human charging, it still couldn't with it's seven remaining eyes.

John held on for dear life as the beast's head reared up in agony and it howled in pain, it's front legs pushing off the ground as it tried to grab at the as-yet unseen attacker, as it did so Frieda charge between where it's front legs had just been and using all her strength thrust her spear between it's ribs, puncturing something important, the beast, dropped back down and swung around, managing to grab the front legs of Frieda's horse and swing it about, reaching forward with it's other hand to pluck the rider from her steed.

John managed to jump from the beast's shoulder and grab Frieda from her horse carrying her out of harm's way just before the demon tore the frantically neighing horse in two.

They hit the ground and tumbled, as they came to rest, John was on top, Frieda looked at him, wide eyed and amazed the man she was meant to be protecting was risking his life to save hers, this was not how she'd expected this to play out.

He moved to stand only noticing the huge clawed hand swinging down at the last minute, he managed to side-step avoiding the claws but the immense fist knocked him flying, he landed front down on top of the einherjar's corpse, his face dipping into the gaping wound.

He recoiled, his face drenched in the blood of the ancient warrior, he didn't get time to think as an immense hand came down on his back, pushing his face once more into the wound and as he breathed he found himself swallowing the blood.

The pressure was released as the Valkyrie's charge caught the demon's attention, the beast relinquished it's grip, and there it showed it's ignorance, this would cost him the battle and indeed his life.

John felt a strange sensation inside, as the Valkyrie managed to draw the demon away, losing more of their number with every charge, Rose and Hazel ran forwards to grab their master and take him out of harm's way.

As he got up he saw Sara and Heather run across the road to help an obviously limping Frieda, apparently the tumble had done more damage than he'd first thought.

As the genie's reached him he looked at his fingers as a strange tingling sensation ran through his entire body.

"What's happening to me?"

"We have to get you out of here now," Hazel insisted, "that thing is not going to be held off for long and when it gets through with the riders there will be nothing standing between it and us, it's power is already such that we can't use our powers in it's presence, it's far more powerful than when it attacked Sara and Harry."

"I can't run," John said, "I can't let others die for me and then run like a coward."

"Master your benevolence is fantastic, it's one of the reasons we love you so much but you need to know when to back down, this is not a fight we can win here and now, we have to run," Rose was determined, hers and Hazel's powers had already been nulled by the beasts mere presence now they had to deal with the stubbornness of their master with no genie-tricks to get around it.

"What's happening to me I feel weird, I feel like something's in me, what did the demon do to me?"

Heather saw the state of John and approached, "I don't think it's the demon, did you swallow that thing's blood?" she gestured to the einherjar's corpse.

"Yes, now I feel weird, what's it doing to me?"

"There's an ancient myth, if you swallow the blood of a dead warrior and are judged to be worthy, his strength will be added to yours."

John and the genies all looked shocked, this was something outside all their areas of expertise and they took a moment to absorb the information.

John looked back at his hands as he felt new power flowing through them, suddenly knowing with more confidence exactly what was happening in his blood, what was happening to his body, he realized what he had to do with the power.

"So I'm going to be like him?"

"Not exactly," a clear, confident voice cut through the air and they all looked at Frieda, it was the first time they'd heard her speak.

"You will only have the power for a brief time," she continued, limping towards them supported by Sara, "firstly to permanently have the power of the einherjar you have to ingest his heart and secondly you have to be dead, the blood of a resurrected warrior isn't meant to be combined with the blood of someone who's never died, after a short time the changes will revert."

John knew then that he had to kill the demon while he had the chance, when the change wore off he and everyone else here would be vulnerable and there would be nothing left to combat the beast.

"The change is starting," Rose observed, taking a step back as she watched in awe, her master started to grow, his muscles expanding, his height more than doubling, his features changing, his face no longer had the soft and kind qualities that she and Hazel had fallen in love with.

His entire body hardened, he felt the power, his clothes tore and he stood there, immense, powerful and completely naked. Hazel and Rose both cocked an appreciative eyebrow, apparently the increase in size had effected his entire body proportionally.

He picked up the immense axes of the einherjar, at this time he was unconcerned with his nudity, his attention was on the beast currently slaughtering Valkyrie. He took a few steps forward and the beast noticed him, eyeing him suspiciously it swung around, it's tail taking out another rider as it lowered itself and charged, it's legs impacting the ground with a sound like thunder.

John braced himself, he'd seen what had happened to the einherjar, he knew he was powerful now but he also knew he wasn't immortal, the genies power was suppressed so that probably meant he could die, indeed he'd noticed his wounds weren't healing, he had to be careful.

But he saw his opening as the beast pounced, it flew through the air towards him but instead of taking the blow like the einherjar had, he dodged it and hammered the first of his axes into it's flank, his new strength hammering the blade deep, lodging the head of the axe deep within the guts of the beast.

It roared, a bloody roar, spurts of black viscera ejecting from it's mouth and black blood draining from it's side, it wheeled around suddenly and John dodged again, the second axe he embedded in it's head, it's skull was thick, thick enough even to withstand the blow from the great axe but the blow was precise and took out all three remaining eyes on it's left side, the beast was now half blind but John was without weapons, both had been embedded too deep for him to withdraw them while the beast was still thrashing.

As a final act of fury Zarakynal sprung at this new and powerful warrior, his maw open, hoping to tear out John's throat in the same fashion as he had the einherjar, but being half blind he didn't notice John's movements.

John's hands managed to grab both top and bottom of the demon's maw and with a sudden, sharp, deft twist, the beast's neck broke. It slumped to the ground it looked dead, it's remaining eyes looked empty and lifeless.

Arnvir was one of the few Valkyrie to survive the battle, she had started with thirty-two, she was down to eight, she saw the beast's fall and knew they had to capitalize on it's incapacitation.

John was still looking down at the apparently broken and dead demon, his head still swimming from everything that had happened.

Arnvir approached and Gabrielle followed behind on foot, she'd been dismounted but had suffered no serious damage.

"Quickly, it's heart," Arnvir shouted as a sharp order, she wasn't going to have a discussion and her tone made that evident to all present.

John looked down at the beast, reaching down he wrenched the axes from it's side and head, kicking the demon over he brought one down dead on the demon's sternum, he heard a crack and the axe stuck. He put a foot on the corpse and pulled the blade free and swung down with the other axe in the same place, this time the axe went straight through and caused a large split in the demon's ribcage.

The rest of the Valkyrie had gathered now and everyone watched as John pushed the blade deeper, he worked the other axe in beside it and used them as levers to prize the demon's chest open, revealing it's still pumping heart.

Arnvir approached with Heela at her side, both had managed to remain mounted throughout the battle, "quickly, we must remove it's heart, if left it can hibernate until it's healed and then all that's been done here will have been for nothing."

John looked down at the pumping organ, it was black, as a child he'd read stories about people with black hearts but never thought he'd see one, but he didn't pause to look, instead he started cutting arteries and veins, removing the sinews and musculature that kept the heart in place and eventually the immense organ was free.

On directions from the Valkyrie he carried it back to the clearing where they'd made camp, they already had a fire going and he stood with his genies and watched as the black, pulping organ burned and turned to dust and eventually disappeared altogether.

Dear Reader

Thanks for reading, any of you who are paying attention to details like the geography of this world please take note, I refer to Slough Forest which doesn't actually exist, if you want to look up the town of Slough on google earth then you can, I needed a large nearby woodland for the showdown and so I decided to put a forest in place of a town, I may make similar changes to the world in future stories whenever the geography doesn't work with the story I'm telling.