The Battered Lamp Ch 21

Cast of Characters

Main Characters

Kyle Unmei:

Half-Japanese/Half-Kurdish college student that awoke Aaliyah and inherited her mission to free the Djinn. Wielder of Earthbones, a magical katana given to him by Aaliyah.

Aaliyah:

A Djinn of the Jann Tribe sent to marry the mortal who would set the Djinn free. Kyle's first wife.

Fatima:

Kyle's younger sister and second wife. Wielder of Fireheart, a magical yari (spear).

Christy (Amber):

Kyle's third wife. They were dating when he released Aaliyah. Unbeknownst to Kyle, she was a member of a coven of witches that are hunting for Aaliyah. After betraying Aaliyah to her coven, Christy has found redemption from the goddess Ishtar.

Fumi:

Kyle's girlfriend who just moved to the States from Japan. She is a type of succubus who if she has vaginal intercourse with men, she kills them. She traveled to Japan to break her curse so she can be with Kyle, losing her sight to as payment.

Britney:

Kyle's best friend and a hermaphroditic Rakshasa. She has sworn to protect him. She has dominated and taken Phillipa as her mate.

Concubines

Chyna:

Kyle's first concubine and classmate. A spell was cast on Kyle and Chyna, forcing them into a Master/Sex Slave relationship by Ms. Franklin.

Shannon:

Chyna's widowed mother. Kyle took her as a concubine.

Alexina:

Another classmate of Kyle's and the first submissive woman he dominated thanks to a wish. He can recognize a submissive woman by a pale-pink aura about them.

Carla:

An auburn haired coed Kyle claimed in gym.

Ann:

Fatima's friend turned concubine.

Kayleah:

Fatima's former bully, now her concubine.

Toni:

A cheerleader concubine of Kyle's.

Ms. Capello:

Kyle's young English professor and concubine.

Teleisia:

Aaliyah's African-American concubine.

Lois:

Kyle's Native American, lesbian concubine.

Mindy:

Kyle's nurse concubine.

Phillipa (Jade):

Half-Korean, former member of the coven. After being dominated, she is now Britney's mate.

Enemies

Dean Stanley Burke:

The Dean of Kyle's college. A warlock, serving Hecate, hunting Aaliyah. He had dominated Faiza.

Sable (Tourmaline):

Member of the coven and Christy's sorority sister. Waiting to ambush Christy.

Zaritha:

An Ifrit hunting Aaliyah. Posing as Lexie Lyndon. Freed from her enslavement by Fumi and now plots against Burke, using Kyle for revenge before turning on him.

Hecate:

A dark goddess and patron of Burke. Christy betrayed Hecate, and the goddess sent her daughter Erinyes to hunt Christy down.

Erinyes:

Hecate's daughter, hunting Christy because she betrayed the coven.

Shadow:

A servant of Burke. Posing as Professor Skinner.

The Vicar:

A servant of Burke. Posing as Professor Skinner's husband.

Braiden:

Kyle's former friend who desires to date Christy. Along with Zane and Frankie, transformed into servants of Burke.

Detective Donnar:

The cop investigating the fight at the cabin. Thinks Kyle is guilty of murder.

Other Characters

Faiza:

Kyle and Fatima's mother. Under Burke's control.

Corey:

One of Kyle's friends. Aleah is his sex slave.

Professor Skinner:

Kyle and Christy's recently married math professor. Killed and replaced by Shadow.

Ishtar:

A goddess who has offered Christy redemption and sanctuary from Hecate. She sent her daughter, Iris, to lead Christy through the Spirit Realm.

Incubus Desires

Wednesday, January 27th -- Mount Shasta, CA

"You shouldn't have betrayed the coven," Sable hissed, her voice echoing through the cave Christy had just stepped into from the Spirit World.

Christy's heart hammered in fear as her former coven sister threw down a pink gem onto the stony floor of the cave. The gem shattered, flooding the room in brilliant, pink light. It slammed into her like a force, pressing against Christy's amber aura.

Lust burned in the pink. Passionate, burning desire.

An Elemental of Love, twisted by foul magic, sprouted from the shattered gem. The Cherub had been twisted into an Incubus. The elemental sprouted pink, slimy tentacles that writhed about the small cave as it swelled. At the center was a bulbous mass surrounding a hungry mouth.

"FLESH! PASSION! CLIMAX!" a chorus of deep voices boomed, the vibrations traveling through Christy's body. "FLESH! PASSION! CLIMAX!" The tentacles slithered out at Christy and a new voice hissed beneath the chorus, "I can smell your lust, girl. I need to feel your flesh. To taste your passion. To cum in your depths. Surrender to me and I shall take you on a journey of such passion."

"FLESH! PASSION! CLIMAX!"

"Feast on her flesh," laughed Sable, commanding her Incubus. "Let her feel your ecstasy until you consume her utterly."

"Ishtar, cool this Spirit of Tainted Lust," Christy chanted. She had contested with Tourmaline over an Elemental's control at the cabin the night Kyle rescued Aaliyah. And now she had Iris with her. Christy fed off the rainbow spirit's power. The young witch was confident that she could easily wrest control away from Sable. At the cabin, it had taken three witches to stop Christy from controlling the Maniae.

Only it wasn't working. Tourmaline was keeping control. The girl was stronger than when they last faced, her power boosted somehow. The tentacles launched at Christy.

"Ishtar, clad your devoted servant in your protective embrace!" Christy chanted. Her prayer went out to the Goddess Ishtar, and she could feel energy humming around her as her amber pendant flashed.

The tentacles struck her wards, the energy bowing beneath the eager desire of the Incubus. The tentacles slithered about her wards, trying to crush them and touch her flesh. Her heart hammered faster, fear and lust warring inside her.

The Incubus's lust bled through, washing over her in waves of heat. There was a part of her that wanted to let her wards drop and enjoy the Incubus's embrace.

It's death. He'll use me up until there is nothing left of me.

"Iris! What should I do?"

Stay alive,

the spirit answered, rainbow light flashing around her.

You have to break Sable's control and not get touched by the tentacles. You'll most certainly be lost if it touches you.

"Can't you do anything?"

I am your guide, not your protector.

Christy drew in a deep breath. Her wards were holding, keeping the slimy tentacles just inches from touching her skin. They were wrapped about her, almost cocooning her in pink. She could barely see Sable on the other side of the Incubus, but she could hear the witch chanting to maintain control over the foul thing.

"FLESH! PASSION! CLIMAX!"

Christy wracked her brain for a spell that could help her. She had to get the tentacles off her wards before the Incubus's attack drained her aura of power and her defenses failed. Her panic rose. It was claustrophobic surrounded by the tentacles. They were so close to her she couldn't move. It was like she was bound.

Could that spell work?

"Ishtar, your humble servant is in peril, cut the shackles binding me and free me from bondage!"

Light flashed around her. The Incubus howled in pain. The tentacles wrapped around her ward were sliced to pieces, falling to the ground where they wriggled like fat worms. The pink blob recoiled, sliding towards Sable in pain. Relief flooded Christy and she backed away.

"Partake of my lust," Sable hissed at the incubus, "and be healed."

A single tentacle, one of the few uncut, snaked between Sable's legs. It ripped the crotch of her pants open and buried into the witch's pussy. Sable let out a throaty moan, her back arching as an orgasm rippled through her body.

"FLESH! PASSION! CLIMAX!"

The severed tentacles sprouted new growths as it devoured Sable's lusts.

I need to take Sable out.

"Ishtar, afflict my enemy with fatigue and lull her into sleep!"

The spell, feeding off Christy's amber aura, slammed into Sable's tourmaline aura. They were almost even in power, but tourmaline was one step higher than amber. Christy put all her energy into the spell, trying to beat past Sable's defenses before she recovered from her orgasm.

"Hecate, protect your servant from her enemy's spell," Sable screamed, her counterspell repelling Christy's spell.

Christy pushed her aura against Sable's, but she just didn't have the power to break Sable's defenses.

"Nice try," Sable laughed. "But you are weaker than me. I serve a new master, and Dean Burke has given me so much power! Take her, Incubus!"

"FLESH! PASSION! CLIMAX!"

The tentacles lashed out. Christy didn't have time to digest what Sable screamed. She dived to the right, the slimy tentacles striking the wall behind her. She scrabbled to her feet, her shoulder bruised and throbbing, and raced around the wall, chased by the tentacles. If she could flank the Incubus and reach Sable directly, Christy was sure she could overpower the witch.

Three tentacles lashed out, slamming in front of her, cutting off Christy's path.

"Ishtar, ward me in light to blind my enemies!"

Brilliant, rainbow light exploded from her.

"Fuck," Sable gasped, stumbling back.

The Incubus's tentacles spasmed, the Elemental blinded, and Christy scrambled beneath the writhing appendages, ducking low. But not low enough. Her ward brushed one and it reacted, clenching about her ward with a crushing grip. Christy tripped, forcing more of her power to go into her wards as more tentacles surged towards her.

"You fucking bitch!" Sable gasped. "Hecate, restore my sight."

Christy cast the bond cutting spell, slashing the tentacles that grabbed her and scrambled to her feet. She was almost to Sable and the outside of the cave. Sable blinked, her eyes focusing on Christy, and then she gasped in surprise.

They crashed together, falling to the hard stone floor. Christy dropped her wards as she gripped Sable's hand and twisted. Kyle had shown her a few aikido moves. Sable screamed in pain as Christy bent her wrist.

Then she looked at the Incubus and its tentacles reaching for her. "Ishtar, cool this Spirit of Tainted Love. Smother its ardor beneath your gentle caress."

The tentacles froze, twitching in the air as she fought against Sable's control. The witch was in pain, unable to focus. Christy twisted harder, trying to rip Sable's elbow joint apart as she kept her chant going, forcing the tentacles to retreat, putting the Elemental back to sleep in its gem.

"No!" Sable moaned in pain. "You won't win, Christy! I'll avenge Celestite, Onyx, Garnet, and Opal's deaths! You will pay for betraying us!"

"What we were doing to Aaliyah was wrong! We were going to kill an innocent being!"

"Bitch! I will see you pay! Hecate, protect your servant and deliver pain to her foe!"

"Ishtar, protect--"

Pain wracked through Christy, and she fell off of Sable. She forced through the pain, clutching her amulet. She chanted the counterspell, throwing off the pain. Something slimy and wet touched her leg.

Lust flooded her mind with bliss. Her legs spread, letting the tentacle have access to her dripping pussy. More amazing tentacles wrapped her body, ripping her useless clothes away. She moaned and gasped, lifting up into the air. The tentacles found all the wonderful spots on her body. Suckers latched onto her tits, milking her hard nipples. A thick tentacle wormed into her mouth, her taste buds exploding in delight.

Ambrosia.

And the tentacles that shoved into her pussy and asshole brought burning passion inside her. She orgasmed over and over, waves of pleasure hammering her insides as the tentacles worked in and out of her. Pussy juices dripped from her, landing in the open mouth of the Incubus below her.

You can't succumb to the lust!

Iris whispered in her mind.

Why not? It's so wonderful.

You'll die, Christy!

It would be so wonderful to die feeling this pleasure.

Dimly a woman laughed. "Drain the life out of the whore's body!"

Fight! Please, Christy!

I don't want to.

Another orgasm washed through Christy's body, bathing her mind in bliss.

This feels too amazing!

If you die, you'll never see Kyle!

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

South Hill, WA

Shannon pulled up the SUV at the meeting spot. Kyle climbed out, followed by his three wives and Britney. The concubines crowded the door, peering out the door. Kyle stood in the center of an empty lot. It had been part of a failed housing community. Thick brush obscured them from the road. The rain hammered down. On his hip hung Earthbones in its scabbard.

"The least she could be is on time," complained Fatima, leaning on Fireheart, her yari. The sharp blade gleamed above her head, steam rising from it as the rain boiled off. "We're going to get drenched waiting."

"Perhaps I can help," Britney said. The rain suddenly bent around them, deflected from their skin as Britney's katar, Waterclaw, flared blue. "Yes, I think this shall do."

"Definitely," Fumi smiled. She held Windfeather in her hand as a bow, ready to draw, the weapon forming a magical arrow to fire. "But Zaritha will be here. She is eager to get revenge on Dean Burke for binding her."

"Yes," Aaliyah nodded. Her hand touching his back. She stood right behind him. "Being captured and bound to a sorcerer is one of my people's great fears. And she is an Ifrit. Her passions burn hot. She will want revenge."

"Yes, I do!" a voice hissed. A dusky-skinned woman strode out of the brush, her face beautiful and fierce. Steam rose around her, the rain evaporating before it even touched her skin. She was dressed in red silks, her hips swaying, as she stopped before Kyle.

"You're Zaritha?" Kyle asked.

"I am," she purred, bowing to him. "I'm pleased to meet you without disguises."

"What?"

Her skin rippled and wavered like heat dancing on asphalt. When it faded, a different woman stood there, pale skin, gray eyes, light-brown hair falling in curls around her shoulder. Kyle's cock stirred. He remembered fucking Lexie last week. Then she rippled again and Zaritha's dusky beauty returned.

"You were a passionate lover," she purred.

"Is that what we're here to talk about?" he demanded. Kyle wanted to crush Burke for enchanting his mother. "I thought you wanted to destroy Burke."

"Such heat," she grinned. "Burke will be difficult to defeat. He is quite powerful."

"So are we!" Fatima exclaimed. "We kicked Ms. Franklin's scrawny bitch ass."

"And while you did that, Burke lurked beneath your nose."

"So what! We'll kick his ass, too. He's scared of us."

"Why do you think that?" Zaritha frowned.

"He sent you to kill Fumi and get her bow." Fatima brandished her spear. "These are power, and he's going to run scared before them."

"And you are just going to attack him?" snorted the Ifrit. "You would die. Do not think he's afraid of you. He is merely cautious. I was trapped by him. He is powerful."

"Then what do you propose?" Britney asked. "If he is powerful, then how may we contend against him?"

"What do you know of a sorcerer's power?"

"A sorcerer, witch, warlock, of one of the myriad other words used to name an individual that has entered into a covenant with a powerful spirit who often masquerades as a god or goddess. This individual then draws upon that spirits power, channeled through his aura, to affect spells. Usually, a prayer or invocation is uttered and the patron spirit sends the power to the individual."

"Exactly," Zaritha nodded. "And you can see the limitation."

"I don't," Kyle said, glancing around.

"There are two weaknesses to such methods," Britney explained. "One, the invoker can be stopped from uttering the prayer by silencing his voice in some manner. Though I have read a truly great practitioner could utter his prayer in his thoughts."

"And we should assume Burke is one of those," Fumi said.

"A safe assumption."

"So the other way is to cut him off from his patron spirit?" Kyle asked.

Britney nodded. "Yes. If you could interrupt that connection, for whatever reason, he would be powerless."

"Well, how could we do that?"

"Phillipa?" Britney asked, turning to the SUV.

The Rakshasa's mate stepped out, the water bending around her as she strode forward. Britney put an arm around Phillipa, pulling her tight. "Let me think," Phillipa said, the young witch's face scrunching.

"I was contained in a magical circle," Aaliyah said, a hard edge to her voice.

The witch flinched and pressed tighter against Britney. "Perhaps that would work. But how could we get him trapped in it?"

"Lure him somewhere," Fumi suggested. "Have it drawn on the floor and wait for him to step in it."

"But he's human," Phillipa said, shaking her head. "The circle could cut off his connection to Hecate, but he'd still be able to just step across it. Unlike Aaliyah, who is a spiritual being, he wouldn't be trapped by it."

"Then make it so big he can't avoid it easily."

"Like at his house?"

Zaritha shuddered. "His house has many protections about it. I'm not sure that is a good idea."

Kyle squeezed his fist. "Well, there's only one other place we know he will be at."

"You want to attack the college?" Britney asked.

"I like it!" Fatima grinned. "Let's just go into his office and make him release Mom!"

Britney peered at him. "But would he not have defenses at the school?"

"He must," Fumi agreed.

"But they would not be as formidable," the Ifrit said. "Students and professors traipse all over Rogers College. He couldn't have anything too dangers set up or there would be accidents. And that would attract notice."

"So we put a magic circle around the whole college. Is that possible?" Kyle glanced at Phillipa.

"No. I could never power such a circle."

"Aaliyah could," Fatima said. "Right, big bro?"

"In theory, but that seems far out of the scope of Hearth and Harem."

"I could be the foci," Zaritha suggested. "You could feed me your power without needing to grant a wish to your mortal master. That should get around your limitation. Then I feed it to the witch and she can power the circle."

"I thought you would be fighting with us," Kyle frowned.

"If there's a magic circle up, I'd be helpless. Besides, if you can't handle him by yourself once he's divorced from his goddess's powers than we cannot beat him."

"We can kick his ass even with his powers! Right, Kyle?" Fatima exclaimed.

"There is still a problem," Aaliyah said, folding her arms. "I will not give my powers to an Ifrit without certain safeguards."

Kyle glanced at his Genie wife, her arms folded. "And what are they?"

"She has to join your harem."

Zaritha gave Kyle a look. "You want me to serve a mortal, little Jann?"

"If you want to get revenge on your enslaver than that is the cost." Aaliyah's head tilted back, her back straight as she faced Zaritha. She seemed so majestic. "Besides, it is the only way I could be certain I can feed her my powers. My father's limitations may preclude it otherwise."

Heat burned in her eyes, her breasts rising. Her face grew tense for a moment, a ghost of a sneer on her lips. "Very well. Kyle is a great lover. I can agree to that. Do we need to consummate it now?"