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?"