User blog:Ore-samma/My Genie

Hello Fans, Ore-Samma here!

Another one for a repeat fan of my works!

I hope my fan likes it, and to the rest of the fandom too!

Ever your servant-

Ore-Samma

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I panted; getting into the royal vizer’s desert palace was vastly more difficult than I could have ever imagined.

The traps and guards alone were almost supernatural…. but then again so was the wealth of the vizer.

There were many whispers that he, and his family before him was in league with some dark corrupt power, and so far, I was the one closest to finding out the truth.

I groaned a little as I rounded the secondary wall fortification and saw how high I would have to climb to reach the vizer’s personal chambers at the top of the tower.

“This had better be worth it.” I grumbled as I wiped my face of sweat and pushed my white hair out of my eyes and began to climb again. I had to hurry, the night would soon give way to dawn, and it would be a miracle in of itself if I am not spotted during my climb.

I stopped at the window, hearing a feminine voice shouting.

“No! I will no longer do it!”

The vizer’s voice responded

“Now my dear-”

“Don’t you dare call me that!”

“You seem to forget your position. You have been my family’s Dijin for centuries, and-”

“-I am not a Dijin! I am a Genie! And I told you! The metaphysical laws have changed! And-”

“Yes- yes- blah, blah, blah ‘I need male spiritual energy’ blah- me-me blah,blah! You are fed more than enough mamono energy infused foods! You are being obstinate on purpose!”

“I don’t care what you do to me anymore! I will no longer grant you, or your family wishes! I am sick of eating basket after basket of produce just to grant your measly wishes! Get out of my sight!”

“Pffft! You’ll change your mind. You always do when you get hungry enough. This time will be no different.”

I heard footsteps walk across the room and a door slam.

“I- I can’t live like this!” The feminine voice cried out in desperation, and devolved into weeping.

“A genie?” I muttered under my breath as I cast my body onto the windowsill and looked inside.

The chambers was an opulent bedchamber, with every luxury one could imagine tucked away in every corner. The sheer amount of decadence in this room was enough to feed me for the rest of my life!

“Oof!” I tumbled onto the floor and worked my cramped hands and helped myself to a succulent lime and passionfruit in a basket.

“Wh- who’s there?” The feminne voice called out from a different room of the tower.

I glanced at the door, noticing it was still closed and tried the handle; locked. Well- not as if I was planning to go down by the stairs anyway.

“H-hey! Who’s there?” The voice called out again.

I slinked my way to the adjoining room and peaked around the wall.

“Hey! Who are you?”

There, in an iron cage was a beautiful woman. She had an expression of worry that was quickly mellowed out when I stepped into full view.

“You’re not the vizer!” She said, a small smile forming on her lips.

“No, I’m not.” I said holding my finger to my lips and shushing her. “Did I hear you correctly? Are you a Genie?”

The woman nodded, “Yes. My name is Zellis.”

“Well met, Zellis!” I said with a smug grin, already dismissing her claim.

“You don’t believe me, do you?”

I shrugged, “Do you blame me? As beautiful as you are, there must be some reason why the viser never took you as his own.”

Zellis scoffed, crossing her arms under her breasts and motioned with her head. “That’s cause the vizer’s tastes do not involve those like myself.”

I followed Zellis’ gaze and coughed. “Oh…. well, that solves the mystery as to where the random choir boy disappears, and reappears with no memory of where they were.”

“You don’t know the half of it!” Zellis scoffed again. “Say, what is your name?”

“Eh? I’m not telling you my name.” I said with another finger wag. “I don’t fancy having my head removed, and so why make it easier for the vizer’s goons by letting them know the name of the thief that took his treasures?”

“Are you really so scared of that windbag?”

I chuckled as I started to gather a few choice baubles from the room. “I’d be a fool not to be. Someone like me has no power against someone like him.”

“Look- can…. can you take me with you?”

I stopped and looked at Zellis for a moment and then shook my head. “I have no way to free you from that cage. I don’t have the key, and even if I did, I don’t have the key to the door leaving the tower.” I sighed as I continued to gather a few more baubles. “And there’s no way I am strong enough to break open the cage, or climb down this tower and carry you at the same time….heh, I wish though.”

“Master, please?”

I stopped again and looked up. “Master?”

Zellis’ face was now drawn into sad, desperate lines. “Please, master. I could give you anything! Grant any wish! Please, please! Just free me!”

I shrugged. “Like I said- I have no way to get your cage open.”

“I do- we do!” Zellis pleaded.

“How?” I said, hefting my small satchel on my back, wondering what nonsense she would spout.

“I…. I just need one kiss.” She panted, her mouth and tongue now hanging open.

One kiss? I almost felt like laughing, but when was I ever going to be back here. I stepped forward, seeing her already waiting with her lips near the bars.

Our lips met, and suddenly her hands snaked around my knees and locked my legs against the bars.

“Gotcha!” she hissed with a devilish grin, and kneeled down.

I immediately grabbed my dagger, and her face shot up and her eyes locked to mine.

“Master...please,” She pleaded. “Master please, do not hurt me.” She begged, her last words ending with her teeth grabbing the hem of my pants

I stood there my heart full of a chaotic conflict as her teeth pulled the fastenings of my pants away, as my garments fell…. and as her mouth met, and fully enveloped my hardened flesh.

With a skittering clatter my dagger fell to the floor as I held onto the bars to keep from falling over from the mind numbing pleasure racking though my body like an electric current.

“hmmmmmm” Zellis hummed eagerly as she now let go of my knees and ran one hand up my stomach, while the other cradled the flesh just below my member, squeezing massaging, accompanying the dance her tongue played upon me.

I felt an unbearable heat begin to build in my chest, turning my entire body to fire. The intensity peaked and the climax came, seeming to drain the molten heat from my body, and into her overzealous throat…. all the while accompanied by her lustful moans and eager swallowing.

“Aaahhh, master….thank you!” Zellis purred, suddenly breaking the mindless trance I was under.

I looked; realizing each hand held an iron bar that was ripped away from the cage. I dropped the bars in a near panic. I looked up to see Zellis sauntering over to me, her hips swaying. She reached behind her back and untied her garment, allowing her ample breasts to sway free.

I started to back up, but tripped over my pants still around my ankles and my back hit the wall, causing me to sit down on a ledge.

Without missing a stride, Zellis brought her garment forward and wrapped it around the back of my neck and swung her leg over mine and settled herself onto my still-hardened flesh.

She gasped and panted, she looked over her shoulder and plucked an aromantic passion fruit from a basket full of them. She bit into it, chewing loudly for a moment allowing the juices to dribble down her chin, neck and breasts. She turned her head, still keeping her eyes locked to me and spat it out and with a throaty moan, leaned forward and buried her tongue in my throat and started to grind her hips against me.

I couldn’t help myself and brought my hands forward and squeezed her soft breasts, immediately feeling her constrict against me. Zellis retracted her almost-inhumanly long tongue from my throat and screamed in pleasure.

She reached behind me and brought forth a flask of wine that she guzzled and then poured the rest on her chest. I suckled the ice cold wine from her body, bringing her to scream even louder…. It almost seemed as if she wanted the vizer and guards to find out what was happening.

I felt the building climax somewhat diminish when I heard a loud pounding at the door, when Zellis grasped my face and forced it to turn to her.

“No! Finish with you’ve started master!” she screamed.

Spurred by the heat of our passions and the adrenaline of impending death I grasped her hips as hard as I could and thrusted one more time as deep as I could, hearing her scream, feeling her nails dig into my back, feeling blood and sweat run down my back.

I started to get up, to try to get away when Zellis pushed me down again. I noticed her point at the metal bars and they flew to the door, creating a barrier of sorts, just as it opened halfway, preventing the vizer’s guards from entering, but allowing them full view of what was happening.

“Yes! Yes! YES!” Zellis cried out through her clenched teeth. “By all mamono! Why does this feel better?” she panted, still working her hips against mine.

I glanced over at the guards and now the enraged vizer and immediately felt a thrill rush through my body, already bringing me to the edge of climax.

“Master! Please!” Zellis screamed as we came together! “Please! Please! Please! CLAIM MEEEE!”

I wrapped both arms and legs around her as the climax finished. “Of course, Zellis…. you are mine. Now and forever.”

Zellis cried out in a joyous note, her entire body now a bright pink, and radiating the heat of our afterpassion. She sighed and turned to the door that was almost broken by the vizer and his guards.

“I shall now take my leave of you. Farewell scum.” She sneered at our gathered audience.

A pink smoke flooded the room and when it dissipated we were back in my small hovel.

“Master.” Zellis cooed, over and over as we lay in my bed with her snuggling up to me.

I wrapped my arms around her, “Call me Vincent, okay?”

“Hmmm, Vincent… I like that name.” She sighed, in perfect sync with my own.