Aaliyah looked around the room. The walls were made of hewn logs set atop each other and dark shapes lurked in the corners, massive and furred. They were some sort of familiars, beasts twisted to the service of a spell-caster.
Like the rat that had poked around the house last Thursday night.
"What do you want with me?" Aaliyah asked, keeping the fear out of her voice. She was the wife of Kyle Unmei, the future Sultan of the Hidden People. She would not cower for these witches' amusement.
"Your power," purred Ms. Franklin, ripping off the ouroboros necklace from Aaliyah.
Aaliyah could move again and tried to transform herself into a whirlwind of dust to escape. She couldn't.
"I want every last drop of that sea brimming inside you."
The professor started chanting a prayer to the dark goddess Hecate. Light glowed around her, pure white, and Aaliyah realized she sat in a magic circle, a seven pointed star inscribed within its circumference. The light reached out from the circle and star, creeping towards her like slimy leaches. She flinched when the lights touched her skin and tried to sink into her flesh, hungry for her power.
She resisted, focusing her will to drive the silvery hands away. It was easy. For now.
Please, Kyle, find me!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Christy trembled.
I did it! Aaliyah is gone, and everything can go back to normal.
Kyle would be home in any minute. He had sent her several text messages, worried about Aaliyah. She had lied to him, letting him think the Genie was sleeping.
She clutched the leaves of a maidenhair tree in one hand and her amber pendant in the other. The broad leaves weren't necessary, but they helped to focus her spell. Kyle had a diamond aura, and she would need surprise and every bit of her strength to work the spell on him. She had already modified Kyle's mother and the six concubine's memory, erasing Aaliyah out of their thoughts. When Kyle and Fatima returned, she'd edit their memories as well. Kyle would be all hers, and Fatima would have her two concubines to keep her happy.
The front door burst open, Kyle stood there, his angular face twisted in worry. Fatima was right behind him, looking downcast for once, her normally bright fire burned down to coals. Christy didn't care what had soured the woman's mood. She had to act now.
"Great Goddess Hecate," she chanted, "let the ancient power of these leaves flood their minds and fog their memories." The leaves smoked in her hand, a sickly-sweet scent filled the hallway. Kyle and Fatima breathed in, their faces relaxing as she focused her will, modifying their memories, erasing Aaliyah and Fumi from their minds, and changing the relationship between Kyle and his sister.
"Christy," blinked Kyle. Then he smiled, and hugged her. "How's my cute wife doing?"
"Just fine," she breathed and kissed him.
Fatima made a disgusted noise. "You two shouldn't do that in front of such an impressionable, young lady like me."
Kyle laughed. "You're one to talk with the way you kiss Ann and Kayleah."
"That's different! When we kiss, it's beautiful and magical. But watching you two is like watching a pretty woman kissing a stone. Such a waste."
"Well you're...uh...scrawny," Kyle retorted lamely.
"Really? Scrawny? Is that the best you could do, big bro?" Fatima laughed. "I guess it's not just your face that's stone, but your mind, too."
Christy caressed Kyle's face. "It maybe stony, but it's a handsome face. Like a marble statue carved by a Renaissance master."
"You have no taste, Christy. Let me spend five minutes kissing you. I'll make you so hot and bothered you'll forget all about my dense brother."
"Mmm, he's dense in all the right places, Fatima," Christy giggled.
His sister made a retching noise. "I don't need to picture my brother doing things with you."
Joy bubbled inside Christy. Her spell worked. Kyle and Fatima didn't think they were a couple, and Aaliyah and Fumi were completely forgotten. Kyle's heart was all hers again. "Come on, I want to feel every inch of your denseness in me!"
Kyle grinned, and pulled her up the stairs. Fatima's fake retching followed them. Kyle's concubines were lounging on the floor of his bedroom. She had decided to let Kyle keep the four ladies. She couldn't do anything about Chyna thanks to Ms. Franklin's spells, and she found it arousing having four women around that she could boss about.
"Master," Chyna and her mother Shannon purred together. They were naked and lounging against each other. The pair were quite affectionate, and it was so disturbingly hot watching the incestuous pair fuck.
As hot as watching Kyle and his sis
ter,
a voice whispered inside her. She ignored that. It may have been hot watching them fuck, but Fatima was her rival for Kyle.
Alexina and Carla leaped to their feet. Carla took Kyle's kendo bag while Christy let the blonde Alexina start undressing her. It was sexy standing there as a naked, hot coed carefully removed every article of clothing while Kyle watched with hungry eyes. The concubine took liberties with her, nipping her nipples with her mouth, giving her asscheeks a squeeze, and taking a quick lick through her pussy.
"She tastes ready, Master," Alexina giggled, then took a second lick. Christy was very glad she decided to keep the concubines around. Kyle didn't love them, he just liked fucking them.
And so do I.
While Alexina had stripped her, bleached-blonde Carla had undressed Kyle, and she had wasted no time in burying his cock into her mouth. "Making sure he's ready for you, Mistress," she giggled between bobs.
Kyle seemed ready to her, so she grabbed a handful of Carla's bleached hair and yanked her off his dick. Then she threw her arms around his solid body and kissed him. His muscles were stone against her soft skin, and she ran her hands up and down his yummy body. His rock-hard cock rubbed against her belly, streaking her with precum.
"I love you," she moaned as she pulled him down onto their bed.
His hand found her round tit, thumbing her nipple. "I love you, too."
She kissed him passionately, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. She pulled him on top of her, spreading her thighs for him. She was wet, ready to be fucked. She didn't have to share him any longer with that damn Genie.
What are you doing, Christy?
The memory of Aaliyah's fearful words reared up in her mind.
Don't think about her! You have Kyle. Don't think about what Ms. Franklin is doing to her. Ms. Franklin said draining the Genie won't kill her, just rob her of her annoying powers.
Kyle entered Christy. Pleasure washed through her, drowning out the guilt.
She kissed him, writhing her body against him as he pumped in her. A furnace burned inside her, growing hotter and hotter as he plunged in and out of her. She gasped and panted, inhaled their musk. She was distantly aware of the concubines fucking each other, all her attention focused on Kyle.
Her Kyle.
She ran her hands along his muscular back, enjoying his muscles rippling beneath her fingers. His strong hands roamed her body, rolling her nipples, sliding along her hips, stroking her cheeks. His face hovered over hers, dark, almond-shaped eyes full of lust and love. She ran a hand up and cupped his stubbled cheek and ran fingers through his dark hair.
"I love you, Kyle," she moaned
"Always," he grunted. "I'll always love you."
Her orgasm built, growing closer and stronger.
"Nothing could stop me loving you, Christy."
She erupted. Her pussy spasmed on his cock, massaging him as she quaked in his strong arms. He drove harder and harder into her, his rock-hard shaft kept her orgasm shaking through her. She pulled him tight, moaning into his strong lips.
His passion exploded into her. Strong jets of cum flooded her pussy. Kyle pumped a few more times, then collapsed on her. His body pleasantly heavy on hers. Warm, strong, secure. She had nothing to be afraid of, nothing to worry about...
What are you doing, Christy?
Her body shook as the guilt came screaming back up inside her.
"What's wrong?" Kyle gasped. "Christy?"
She couldn't stop her tears. Kyle hugged her tighter. She sobbed into his neck. How could she tell him about her guilt?
I sent one of your loves to have her powers drained, and wiped your mind because I'm a selfish bitch.
