The Battered Lamp Ch 26

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 little sister and second wife. Wielder of Fireheart, a magical yari (spear).

Christy:

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.

Sable (Tourmaline)

: Member of the coven and Christy's sorority sister. Her ambush of Christy went wrong and Sable took a hit from a Love Elemental. Now she is Christy's devoted concubine.

Enemies

Zaritha:

An sent by Rashid to kill Aaliyah. Instead, she kidnapped Aaliyah to the Unseen Realm.

Sultan Rashid ibn al-Marid:

Despotic ruler of the Unseen Realms. Has held onto the Sultanate far longer than he should have.

Makerah:

An Unbound Marid that serves Rashid.

Aljihm:

An Unbound Ifrit that serves Rashid.

Aalizunah:

An Unbound Si'lat that serves Rashid.

Jowah:

An Unbound Ghul that serves Rashid.

Khiana:

An Unbound Ghul that Serves Rashid.

Hecate:

Dark goddess served by Ms. Franklin and Burke.

Other Characters

Faiza:

Kyle and Fatima's mother. Killed by Burke, her soul swallowed by a raven under Hecate's control.

Ishtar:

Goddess of Fertility and Magic. Christy serves this goddess now.

Sheikh Umar ibn al-Jann:

Aaliyah's father, ruler of the Jann tribe of the Djinn.

Kalsom binti Abdullah:

An old Jann woman that made the Kalsomid Prophecy, setting into motion Aaliyah's sleep in the lamp.

The Genie's Seduction

Thursday, January 28th -- Majlis al-Jinn, Oman

Kyle watched the Marid Sarai, a gorgeous woman moving with grace, dance in the center of the cavernous cave, her limbs flowing like water. Sarai, despite being the daughter of the Sultan Rashid, was opening the way for Kyle and his women to enter the Unseen Realm. He was going to rescue Aaliyah, defeat Rashid, and claim the Sultanate. His mother was dead and the police hunted him.

There was nothing left for him in the real world.

The Marid's dance was fluid, her lithe curves shifting beneath her blue silk. Water trailed from her fingers, falling all about her and wetting the rough, brown cavern floor in a circle. The power humming in the air interacted with his aura. He gripped Earthbones in his hand, his katana flashing gold like it was reflecting unseen light.

"Be ready!" Shannon shouted to the concubines.

His harem encircled Kyle and his wives. They had all been enhanced by Christy's magic, made faster, stronger, and more lethal. They were his protectors as well as his lovers. They wanted to fight with Kyle for their future. Part of him didn't want any of his women to fight, but Britney had convinced him last week after Fatima's coma.

They all loved Aaliyah, and they had as much right to fight for her as Kyle did.

Fumi had a green arrow knocked, ready to draw back her bow, her white eyes flicking around. She could still see thanks to the power of her bow, Windfeather. Fatima danced on the balls of her feet, Fireheart burning in her hands. Christy gripped her black staff, and Kyle knew she was ready to cast spells, Sable and Phillipa at her side to aid her. Britney was crouched low, her hair bristling, and black stripes had grown on her face. She was ready to fight and plunge Waterclaw into their enemies.

Water fountained around the Marid, rising up in a column of pure blue before crashing into the high roof of the cave. Warm water rained down on them. The air was distorted where the column had risen, writhing like heat waves dancing over a fire, and then, daylight flooded through. A verdant oasis appeared through the distortion, crystal water beside green bushes and palm trees.

"Spread out when you're through," Shannon shouted and leaped through the opening. She had covered twenty feet from a standing jump, landing lightly on the sand before the oasis spring, darting to the right. The other concubines, all moving with a grace that no human woman could attain, flooded through after her.

Britney was next after the concubines, Kyle racing behind her. He reached the distortion, pushing through a thin membrane between realities. It resisted, like he was popping a cherry, and then he was standing upon the sand of another dimension. The sky above was dark-blue. A hot breeze blew through the greenery. Yellow dunes rose up beyond the oasis, and the wind carried the scent of dry dust.

Christy and the witches were the last to step through. Already the concubines had formed a perimeter around Kyle, while Britney led Chyna and Alexina on a sweep of the oasis, racing around the water's edge.

"What now?" Fumi asked as the distortion they had passed through wavered and vanished.

"Do you sense any people here?" Kyle asked her. Her windsight was harder to fool than normal sight.

"Just our family," she answered.

"Why didn't we ask for directions from Sarai?" Fatima moaned as she looked about.

"Sahabah is to the south," Sarai's voice echoed through the wind. "It lies at the heart of the five tribes. You stand in the land of the Jann. I could have opened the portal to the other five tribes, but I think you will find your wife's family the friendliest to your cause."

"Thanks," Kyle said, looking around, wondering where her voice had come from.

She did not answer.

"So, which way is south?" Fatima asked, leaning on her spear.

"No idea." Kyle looked up at the sun overhead. It looked like it was noon. "Once the sun starts setting, I'll guess we can figure it out."

"Ishtar, your servant is lost in the wilderness, guide her path and point her north," Christy chanted. Then her body spun, facing off to Kyle's left. "Well, this way is north. So behind me is south."

"Britney, have you finished sweeping the area?" Kyle called out.

"There is only harmless wildlife here," Britney called back from the other side of the oasis. "We should find a way to carry water, or I fear we will perish on the desert sands."

"I can conjure water," Christy called back. "It's a simple spell."

"Very simple," Phillipa agreed. "Then we do not need to risk drinking from the oasis. Who knows what could be in the water. This isn't our world. It could be enchanted or poisonous. And there could simply be microbes in there that would make us sick."

"Genie flu," laughed Fatima. "That would probably suck."

"The water's fine," Britney said, holding her katar. "It is purer water than any you would find back home."

"This sun will be punishing," Fumi said. "I do not like this heat. We are not dressed for this."

"Christy, can you conjure us better clothing."

"I know a better spell. But we might want to wait for darkness."

Kyle nodded.

"Then maybe we should have some fun," Fatima purred, stripping out of her clothes and jumping naked into the water.

"Ishtar, protect your servant and her companions from the touch of the sun," Christy chanted as she pulled off her top, exposing a pair of small, pale breasts. "Well, Fatima does have the right idea. And that water does look cool."

Kyle laughed as his cock stirred. Britney barked orders, ordering a few of the concubines to guard them as Alexina and Carla seized Kyle, his concubines smiling. Blonde Alexina, her hair streaked with pink, had a naughty grin, and redheaded Carla's breasts jiggled invitingly.

"Play with us, Master," they purred, their hands sliding down to stroke his cock through his jeans.

Kyle couldn't resist their touch. He groaned, shuddering as they stroked his cock, their fingers light and inviting. His zipper rasped as Alexina sank to her knees, her hands dipping in to pull his throbbing dick out.

"Isn't she sexy?" purred Carla in his ear, her breasts rubbing up against his arm.

"Yes, she is," Kyle groaned as Alexina engulfed his cock.

Carla nibbled on his ear, her hands pushing up Kyle's shirt to expose his rippling muscles. She cooed her appreciation, her hands roaming his body as pleasure shot through Kyle. Alexina's hungry mouth bobbed and sucked, her fingers playing with his balls.

"Is she making your cock feel wonderful?" Carla asked. "Is the little slut making you burn with passion."

"So much," groaned Kyle. "I'm going to erupt."

"Oh, do it," Carla groaned. "Flood the little whore's mouth. She'll love it, Master."

Alexina sucked harder, proving just how much she would love it. Her blonde hair flew as she bobbed faster, her tongue agile as it worked around his cock. Kyle gasped, a shudder of pleasure running through him.

"Master's having fun," Chyna giggled. His big-breasted, dusky skin concubine pressed against his other side, rubbing her pillowy tits into his muscular torso. "Are you going to cream Alexina's hungry mouth?"

"Uh-huh," Kyle grunted.

"You're such a stud, Master," Chyna purred. Her hand reached down, wrapping in Alexina's blonde hair. She shoved Alexina's mouth farther down his cock, his tip brushing the back of Alexina's throat.

Alexina deep-throated him.

"What a naughty slut," giggled Carla as Alexina's lips pressed to the base of Kyle's cock.

"Yes!" Kyle groaned, his body tensing.

"Cum down her throat, Master," purred Chyna. "Oh, do it. Give it to her."

"Yes, Master," Carla added.

Kyle held his two concubines tight as his balls throbbed. "Drink it, whore," Kyle ordered.

Alexina's eyes flashed up. She slid her mouth up to the very tip of his cock.

Kyle groaned, his cock erupting from his dick and flooding her hungry mouth. Alexina's cheeks bulged as he flooded her, a little cum trickling out the side. Kyle savored the depraved sight, his other two concubines falling to their knees.

"Give me a taste," Carla moaned as Alexina's lips popped off his cock.

Kyle couldn't help but grin as his concubines shared a three-way kiss, swapping his cum back and forth. He loved having his harem. He loved all his sexy women. Fatima and Christy splashed in the pool, their naked bodies glistening with drops of water.

Kyle knew who he would fuck next.

"Master, something approaches!" cried out Toni, her auburn hair flying about her shoulders as she pointed up into the sky.

Kyle reacted, yanking up his pants and buttoning them as he turned. The three concubines sharing the kiss leaped to their feet, activating their new powers, their lips still stained with his cum as they fell into fighting stances. Kyle summoned his sword. It flashed into being out of golden light.

"Get ready, concubines!" Shannon called out.

Fatima fell into spear stance in the shallows of the oasis, fire burning at the straight-blade of her yari. Kyle gripped his katana, looking up at the swirling vortex rushing at them. Fumi fell back, drawing her arrow. Christy, dripping wet, and the witches rushed to join Fumi while Britney raced towards them, crashing through the brush.

"This might not be an enemy, Kyle," Christy said. "We're in the Jann lands."

"Right. Let's not do anything sudden. Just be ready."

Britney stopped beside him, her triangular-bladed katar glistening with water.

The vortex hurtled closer, hissing as it flew through the air. It shot down to the ground, whipping up leaves and dust as it landed before Kyle. Then the vortex coalesced, forming into the shape of a young woman.

Aaliyah.

"Kyle!" his Genie wife yelled, launching herself at him.

Kyle dismissed Earthbones, throwing his arms wide to embrace the naked beauty of his wife. Her lips found his, her tongue thrusting into his mouth. He hugged her to him, pressing her lithe body to his strong form. He couldn't believe that she was here with him. In his arms. His heart beat for joy. He ran his hands up her supple back and down to cup her round ass. She felt so wonderful, just as he remembered her.

She moaned into his mouth, her kiss growing more and more passionate. Her groin ground into his crotch, his cock swelling in his pants. She was inflaming his blood, his lusts pumping through him. He had so many questions for her, but all that really mattered was that she was in his arms.

"Where did she come from?" Britney asked.

Aaliyah broke the kiss, looking over her shoulder at the astonished women. "Zaritha let me go," she smiled. "Oh, Kyle, I thought I would never see you again."

He scooped her up in his arms, holding his wife. She was so light, like she weighed nothing. Her laugh was airy as she put her arms around his neck and gave him another hot kiss. The passion of her lips was a scouring wind blowing all thought from his mind.

"Zaritha let you go?" Christy asked. "That doesn't seem right. Why would she capture you and then let you go? And wouldn't the Marids have a problem with that?"

Aaliyah let out a moan in his lips, then broke the kiss. Kyle hated that. He needed to kiss her.

"Zaritha didn't take me straight to the Marids," Aaliyah answered as Kyle carried her to the sandy beach beside the oasis. "She had a change of heart. I was heading home to my people when I saw you." She let out a happy sequel. "Oh, my husband, I am so happy to be with you again."

He sat her down on the sand, laying out her naked body. Her round breasts heaved with her breaths, her dusky nipples hard and beading with something white. He thumbed her nipple, gathering the white substance on his thumb.

"I would not drink that," Britney warned. "There is something very wrong here, Kyle."

"I'm pregnant, Kyle," moaned Aaliyah. "My body is beginning to prepare for the baby. My breasts ache! Please, drink of my milk."

Kyle licked the drop off his finger. Bliss flooded his mind. It was as intoxicating as Fumi's scent, and lust burned through his blood. His cock swelled as he fell upon her breast, sucking in the sweet milk. Aaliyah moaned and cooed, stroking his face as her hands reached down to his pants and stroked his aching cock.

"Oh, yes, my husband! Drink my milk! I love you so much! Oh, yes!"

"Aaliyah," he panted between swallows, his lips moving to her other breast as her legs parted and her hairy bush pressed into his stomach, tickling him and growing hot with her excitement.

Shouldn't she be shaved?

Her sweet milk banished that thought.

Fatima moved beside them. "Kyle, you need to stop this. She isn't Aaliyah."

Aaliyah's hands guided his cock to her sopping pussy. He penetrated his wife, groaning for joy. "Of course she is, Fatima," he smiled, seizing his sister's hair and pulling her to his lips, kissing her, giving her a taste of the sweet milk.

Fatima moaned into his lips, thrusting her tongue deep into Kyle's mouth as he buried his cock all the way into Aaliyah's sweet cunt. Pleasure burned through him, Fatima's spear vanishing into fire as she reached out to fondle Aliyah's tit, squeezing and kneading, milk squirting out to fall on their skin.

"Umm, that is delicious," Fatima moaned, leaning down to lick the milk off Kyle's chest, her tongue brushing his nipple.

"This is ridiculous," snarled Britney, striding up. "I will put a stop to this, Kyle."

"Concubines, my wives and I are trying to have a moment, stop Britney."

Kyle didn't bother to look as he pumped his cock in and out of his beautiful wife. Fatima's tongue licked down his chest, kissing and nuzzling where Kyle's cock entered Aaliyah's lovely body. Women yelled behind him, but he didn't care. Fatima's tongue flicked at Aaliyah's clit, then she worked her way up Aaliyah's dusky body and latched her mouth onto Aaliyah's breast.

His sister looked so hot as she suckled at Aaliyah's dusky teat. Kyle's hips thrust faster. He fucked his genie wife harder, his pleasure rising. Aaliyah stared up at him with such hungry passion, her hips bucking up to meet his thrust. Milk leaked out of her other breast, and Kyle bent over to get a taste.

"Oh, yes. Suckle, my love! Feast on my milk!" Aaliyah moaned.

He had never been happier than sharing his wife's milk with his sister while he fucked Aaliyah's tight pussy. His balls boiled, slapping into her taint as he pounded her. Aaliyah's moans rang out, mixing with the cries and shouts.

Darkness flashed out of the corner of his eyes. He turned. Christy appeared, folding out of the shadows, her black staff clutched in her hand. "This is ridiculous, Kyle," she snapped, reaching out to him.

He seized Christy's hand, pulling her close to him. She summoned the darkness, trying to pull him with her. He resisted, fighting off her power with his aura. Kyle knew his aura was stronger than hers, and he wasn't going to let her take him away from Aaliyah. His mouth was full of milk and he pulled hard, jerking his wife down to him and he kissed her, his tongue shoving the sweet delight into Christy's mouth.

She stopped trying to steal him away as she tasted Aaliyah's milk.

"That's it," laughed Aaliyah. "Feed her my milk."

He loved sharing the wonderful milk with Christy. His witch wife dropped her staff and wrapped her arms around his neck. He pulled her close, her wet breasts rubbing on his muscular chest. Pleasure burned through him, Aaliyah's pussy gripping his cock.

"She is dominating your master!" Britney shrieked in the background. "Fumi, talk sense into them!"

The pleasure crested in Kyle's balls as he kissed Christy. He drove into Aaliyah and let out a shudder as his cum flooded her hot depths. She gasped beneath him, her pussy convulsing about his cock, milking all the passion from him.

"You're mine, aren't you?" Aaliyah purred as he collapsed on her, pushing Fatima's mouth off her breast.

"I've always been yours, Aaliyah," Kyle sighed, nuzzling her neck.

"We're both yours as well," Fatima smiled, snuggling up on one side.