Your Wish, My Command

[SexyChele]

My story is actually an ancient one. It begins 1,500 years ago, near Cairo. I am Khalia and I am 18, escaping my father's wrath because I had rejected his choice for husband. Running through the stalls of the souk, determined to escape, but knowing not where, I wound up lost. I wandered through the souk, trying to regain my sense of direction, but I had come from a wealthy home, and had never before been to the souk. The confusing maze of stalls and merchants were almost frightening to me.

As I wandered, I became more and more aware of the looks directed at me. Even though appropriately covered, there was no denying that my raven hair was soft and silken, my dark eyes large and framed with long lashes, my lips full and red. My skin was golden and smooth, my body firm and beautiful. Seeing the eyes of the merchants trailing over me, I begin to run, hoping to escape the maze. As I ran, I never saw the tall dark stranger before me. Running into him, I cause him to drop a wondrous bottle of beautiful proportions. When it hit the ground, it smashed into the tiniest of pieces. The stranger turned on me, his voice booming across the souk.

"You stupid, stupid girl! Do you know what that bottle cost? Why, even if I were to have you sold as a slave, it couldn't repay the cost!"

Looking up, tears coursing down my face, I try to explain that my father will pay the price of the bottle, whatever it is. That is when I noticed him staring at me. Crying outwardly now, begging with him to let me go, I see another man converse with him, and then their attention turned to me.

"Yes, perhaps you just might be suitable. At least I will have some of my money repaid to me, as well as revenge!"

My heart sinks at his words, and my begging continues.

"Silence, girl! You will be given the power to grant 3 wishes to anyone who owns the vessel in which you will be placed, and you will not be able to deny any wish that is commanded of you. You must follow their orders and do exactly as they say. Should you refuse, or disobey, your life will cease. However, there will be one way in which you will be free - and it will be for your Master, or Masters, to figure out how. Yes, a just punishment!"

The last thing I remember was a wave of his hand and then a feeling of void, of waiting. I have been placed in a bottle, awaiting an owner, a Master, to take ownership of the bottle. I wonder what it will be like, if I am to stay locked in this bottle, or if someone will indeed buy it.

OOC: I am looking at this as being a sort of revolving thread. Each "owner" of the bottle (and the genie inside) will be given 3 wishes, which I must fulfill. There is a way to set me free, if that is desired, but you must find the way to do it. As soon as one "Master's" wishes have been fulfilled, I can be sold to the next. My Master picks the time period and circumstances for purchasing the bottle.

Those interested can post here, or PM me.

 

[panty-tease]

OOC

A very good thread Keep me on the back burner though until I can come up with a good story and time period for my ownership, have fun

 

[SexyChele]

OOC: Panty tease, I look forward to writing with you! I've read some of your writing, and I think we can work together easily.

Everybody: just a reminder. If you are thinking of a time period, the closer in time to the point when Khalia was put into the bottle is when she is at her most naive about being a "genie". The later time periods, she will have perfected the idea, and she may have become quite crafty at granting wishes without truly involving herself. Just an idea for those who might want to have simple wishes granted, or for those more willing to take on a bit of a challenge.

I welcome either ~

 

[Eroticus]

OOC: Rashid, a 25 year old acrobat and part time thief. He is 5'9" with dark hair, olive skin, large brown eyes and a million dollar smile. Rashid is wandering throught the market looking for food to steal when he spies this beautiful vase.

IC: I'll bet that vase is worth a fortune. If I could only get my hands on it I could sell it and wouldn't have any worries for the next six months. Time for a little diversion.

"Stop that thief. He stole my gold braclett."

I pointed right at a man wearing a gold braclett who look starteld. When the crowd decended on him he took off running. Piece of cake. I scooted over behind the vase, looked both ways and snatched it. Unfortunately one of the vendors saw me put it under my shirt.

"Thief. He's stealing your vase, Farouk."

I took off running with a crowd now in hot pusuit of me. Fortunately I know every nook and cranny of the souk and I eventually evaded my pursuers. I went back to my cove in the basement of an old house near the palace and pulled out the vase to examine it.

Man, this is going to make me rich, I thought to myself. Then I realized there was something peculiar about it, almost mystical. I turned it upside down but nothing happened. It was dark inside but there looked to be a myst in the bottom. I looked at the markings to see if there were any clues, then rubbed my fingers over the exquisite decorations.

Suddenly a blue mist began to rise from the bottle. It swirled around and around and then started to take a shape. My eyes got big as a beautiful woman with raven hair and full red lips appeared before me. I sat there with my mouth agape as she spoke.

"Hi. My name is Khalia. I'm stuck in this bottle as a punishment. The only way I can get out is if the master of the bottle rubs it. I guess you're the master. Now get this - I have the power to grant you any three wishes you want. What do you wish master?"

This was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I walked over and touched her on the arm her to make sure she was real. Flesh and blood alright. Three wishes, huh? Well what the heck.

"Now this is going to be hard. Let's see. I could wish for a roomful of gold. Or I could wish to be made the most powerful man in the kingdom. On the other hand I could wish for the power to see the future or change the past. Can you do that? And how long do I have to make these wishes? Can we just hang out for a while as I think about it? Tell me, what would you wish for if you were me?"

 

[SexyChele]

I feel a strange pulling from the neck of the bottle, and then suddenly fresh air fills my lungs. I look down and discover I have resumed my same form. Looking up, I see a young man, most handsome, before me. I introduce myself to him, and can tell by his expression that seeing me come from the bottle was the last thing he expected to find.

"Now this is going to be hard. Let's see. I could wish for a roomful of gold. Or I could wish to be made the most powerful man in the kingdom. On the other hand I could wish for the power to see the future or change the past. Can you do that? And how long do I have to make these wishes? Can we just hang out for a while as I think about it? Tell me, what would you wish for if you were me?"

I hesitate a moment before answering his questions.

"Master, I have powers that most men cannot truly comprehend. I can fill this room with the treasures of the world. I can make you a Caliph in the richest kingdom of the world. I can give you a harem of the most exquisite beauties known to man. I know your past, and can reveal your future. I can change my form, or yours, to whatever you desire. I can take you to the heights of pleasure, or drop you into the very pits of hell. My body can be yours to use as you please, or it may be given to another of your choosing. It is as you wish.

"The longer a Master clings to the bottle, the weaker my powers become, and if I am freed, I lose my powers entirely. You are my Master, I am yours to do with as you please, whether that entails talking or action, it is up to you.

"I cannot make wishes for my Master. However, I can tell you that most squander their wishes, or make foolish choices. You must be wise, Master, and be very careful how you state your wish."

I stand before him, heart racing, hands clasped behind my back, eyes lowered, awaiting his word.

 

[Guest]

Rashid

"Wow. This has got to be a dream. Okay, I'm going to try you out - you know, a test of sorts. Let's see. Okay, I got it. The Caliph has a daughter named Sheeba who's a real bitch. She had me whiped one day for just looking at her as she passed by in a procession. I mean, she is a real beauty by any standards so why wouldn't I stare. Anyway, here's the test. Next time she passes me and sees me looking she will become completely infatuated with me. Her loins will tingle with passion and her nipples will swell with need. The only thing that will quench her desire is her giving herself over to me completely to do with as I please. When I am finished with her she will remain a sexual animal open to advances made by any male or female that wish to use her body. Can you do that?"

I just happen to know that Sheeba will be going to the goldsmith tomorrow to pick up some jewelry she had him design. I guess I'll either get beaten or get laid. Let's see if Khalia can really deliver.

OOC: Will you play Sheeba or do we need another?

 

[Eroticus]

Rashid

OOC: That was me who just replied.

 

[SexyChele]

OOC: I'll take on the challenge of Sheeba - after all, genies are all about illusions.

IC: I glance at the handsome stranger before me as I consider his request.

"Yes, Master, I can do that. By sunset tomorrow, this girl will be yours. Be certain that it is she you truly want."

At midmorning the next day, we entered the souk and Rashid went directly to the stall where the object of his desire was supposed to appear. A short time later an entourage appeared, with one of the lovliest young women among them. Glancing up at Rashid, I can tell by the look in his eyes, that the one who is guarded is the object of his affection.

I look at the young woman - she appears to be 18, 20 at most. Odd that she is not yet wed. Her long dark hair is covered by a sheer veil and her deep brown eyes are clear and bright. Her skin is smooth and flawless, her teeth white. Her body is the very essense of womanhood, promising delights beyond what ordnary men can imagine. Her only flaw a slight sharp line between her delicate brows that indicate a quick and sharp temper.

Quickly glancing around, I whisper to Rashid.

"My Master, I must be close to her in order to make your desires come true."

Clutching an amulet between my breasts, I am suddenly standing beside her, my mind melding with hers, her thoughts suddenly becoming mine......



"Sameed! I demand that you have this piece done for me by tomo- - Wha - ?"

As Sheeba begins to faint towards the ground, her maids help to support her, bringing her to her feet. Expecting to be cuffed for touching her, they brace themselves for the onslaught of her temper.

"Oh, what a strange feeling - quite unlike any I've ever felt before."

She raises a hand to her heart as she glances at her maids, their concern clear on their faces.

"I'm, I'm quite all right, though. I feel fine - really."

As the jeweler tried to escape her wrath, she looked at him and smiled.

"It's quite all right. I'll be back later for it."

As she turned to leave, her eyes caught the glance of a handsome young man. Most certainly beneath her in station, and yet she could not take her eyes from his. A strange yet wonderful feeling grew from that secret place between her thighs, as a soft smile spread across her lips. Demurely she lowered her eyes, and then a thought came to her. Without attracting the attention of her maids, she slid the expensive ruby ring from her finger and allowed it fall to the ground, almost in front of Rashid. Watching as his eyes followed the ring, she quickly smiled before whisked away by her maids.



Once more standing beside my Master, I lean up to him.

"Pick up the ring," I whisper, "and take it to the palace of the Caliph this night. Enter through the eastern garden and climb to the third window on the second floor. The object of your desire will be waiting your presence."

He glance at me with skeptism before quickly bending down and snatching the ring up from the dust.

 

[Eroticus]

Rashid

Does Khalia think I'm nuts, or what? Climb up to her window and she'll be waiting for me? Heck, the last time she had me beat me just for looking at her. If I sneak up to her room I'm likely to lose my head, but only after me fingernails have been pulled and my eyes poked out.

On the other hand, Sheeba did see me looking and didn't have me beat this time. In fact her eyes seemed to soften as though she recognized me. Then there was the ring which she actually slipped off her finger and let fall to the ground. I would give almost anything to see Sheeba grovel. It's against my better judgement, but what the heck.

Sneaking into the Caiph's palace proved to be a piece of cake for a clever thief like me. I waited in the shadows for the guards to pass, then quickly scaled the wall until I reacehed the third window on the second floor. I took a deep breath and slipped inside, hiding myself behind the long gold embossed curtain covering the window.

I glanced into the room. Two lamps burned, dimly illuminating the interior. I gasped at the riches before me. The walls and ceilings werea mixture of gold plating and ornate wooden mosaics. Carpets and tapestry's of the finest quality decorated the floos and walls. Tables of inlaid ivory and wood held gold and ceramic vases and figurines. Against the far wall was a large canopy bed ornately carved from wood and draped with colorful silks of the finest quality.

In the middle of the bed was someone barely visible through the silk coverings. I was half tempted to steal a few items and disappear, but curiosity got the better of me. I crept over to the bed and peeked behind its veil. In the middle was a picture of beauty that matched anything in the room.

Sheeba was lying uncovered on her back wearing a white silk full length gown. Her dark hair fell around her head on a golden pillow. One arm was bent behind her head and the other was resting on her lower stomach. One leg was bent at the knee pulling her gown up past the knee of the other leg. Her well formed breasts moved up and down with her uneven breathing. The dark shadows of her nipples could be seen pressing against the silk. As much as I wanted to hate her, I could feel my loins swelling with desire.

Do I dare wake her? Would she really give herself over to me? Suddenly she shifted, moving her hand further down her stomach to the place where her legs came together. Too mesmerized to move, I watched her head sway back and forth on her pillow as she started to whisper as if in a trance.

"Is someone there? Is it you? Im waiting my love. Waiting for you to come to me."

Her eyes opened and she gazed right at me. Her lips were parted. She was breathing hard. A look of desperation was on her face. Her hand pressed against the silk, pushing it between her legs as she spread them apart. Her other hand moved over her breast. She began to squirm and gyrate in a slow passionate dance as she lay there.

"Come to me," she whispered.

Unable to resist any longer, I climbed onto the bed. She opened her arms, beckoning me to her. Our lips met in a desperate kiss, our tongues mingling as we hungrily gnawed at each other. My hand moved up the side of her silk gown until I could feel the soft swell of her breast. A quiet moan escaped from her throat. It was like she was being touched for the first time.

Part of me wanted to mount her right then and take her - hard, fast and rough. Another part of me wanted this moment to last forever. Somehow our minds connected at that moment and I kew exactly what she wanted.

 

[SexyChele]

As Sheeba

I had been unable to find rest that evening. After having seen his face - a face familar but unknown from where - my desire for him swelled within me. Somehow I knew he would come. He must come!

I dozed briefly, my silk gown offering only the barest concealment from any prying eyes. Suddenly, I awaken almost startled. I look across my bed, past the curtains, and see - him. Looking even more handsome than ever, I open my arms to him, and feel the pleasure of his body on mine.

As his lips devored mine, I responded with equal fervancy. As his hand ran up the side of my body, I felt the tingle of desire sparking through my body. Wrapping my arms about him, holding him close, wanting to feel his body on mine, I began to kiss his neck, delighting in the smell and feel of him.

"I must tell you that I am a virgin - I've not yet known a man. Please - be gentle with me?"

I look up into his eyes as the full effect of my words sinks into his brain. Feeling afraid and a bit foolish, his lips are suddenly on him once more, his tongue seeking mine, as his hand caresses my breast through the filmy material, his thumb stroking the nipple to rigid hardness.

 

[Eroticus]

Rashid

My god, a virgin. I shall make slow, sweet love to her with my mouth and tongue until she begs me to mount her.

I pulled the straps of her gown from her shoulders and slipped it down until her naked breasts were exposed to my gaze. They were more exquisite than any I had seen or could imagine. The firm roundness rose from her chest and were capped with medallion sized dark brown nipples, contrasting sharply with the whiteness surrounding it.

I kissed her neck and slowly traced my tongue down her body and over the swell of her breast until I reached the hard little protrusion rising from the nipple. I traced my tongue around the edges and flicked it across the sensitive tip. My lips kissed her there, then slowly sucked it into my mouth. My hand moved over her other breast and gently massaged it while lightly pinching her nipple. A soft moan escaped from her throat.

I moved my mouth to her other breast and repeated the stimulations with my lips and tongue. She put her hands on the back of my head and squirmed on the bed below me. I slid my hand from her breast and along her side until I reached the hem of her gown. I slipped my hand underneath and pressed it against her inner thigh. Sheeba moved her legs apart inviting further exploration.

I slowly moved my hand up her thigh caressing it each inch of the way. She tried to push her body down toward my fingers but I kept them at bay, only an inch from the promised land. Then I moved my hand further and lightly brushed the soft down covering her womanhood before tracing my fingers to her lower stomach, resting them right where the swell of her sex began.

I traced my tongue back up her body to her full lips. She opened her mouth to accept my probing tongue. I rubbed my fingers across the soft hair covering her mound just above her opening. She was grinding her hips trying to get my fingers to go lower. The tip of my middle finger finally found her gash and slipped past the sensitive nub to the moist folds of her womanhood. A longer, deeper moan escaped her throat as my fingers gently probed her steamy treasures. Two fingers slipped inside her and explored the flesh of her hidden treasures.

I realized my own manhood was in desperate need of attention. I still wanted to go slow but I needed to give it some relief from the constictions of my clothes. I stood on my knees next to Sheeba and stripped off my top. She gazed lustfully at my smooth athletic body. I pulled the cord to my bottoms and lowered them to my knees. Only a cloth wrap was left covering my hardness.

I hesitated, unsure of the effect exposing myself would have on Sheeba. She solved my indecision by reaching out and unfasening the knot holding the wrap. It fell away and dropped onto the bed. My full hardness waivered in the air above Sheeba's shoulder.

 

[SexyChele]

As Sheeba

OOC: Eroticus, my apologies. Jury deliberations took an enormous amount of my time unexpectedly this week.

IC: As I removed the cloth from around his loins, his hardness greeted me. I stared in awe, having never seen an full grown man naked before me. I had heard of the way men and women came together, and the thought of him entering me in my most secret place overwhelmed me a bit.

I glanced up into his eyes, and saw a certain kindness there. I smiled up at him, and then allowed my eyes to trail down his body.

Reaching up with my fingers, I lightly trace his engorged member, allowing my fingers to touch the velvety skin covering the iron beneath. As I run my fingers over the tip, I hear him gasp, and watch as his arousal jumps slightly as if it had a mind of it own. Fascinated, I brush my fingers down the shaft, towards his body until my fingers tangled into the hair from which his erection grew.

Moving lower, my fingers trace the delicate sac beneath, where I can clearly feel the twin jewels of his body. Pressing gently, I hear him take a sharp intake of breath, and then press his body towards me.

I glance up at him, questioningly. My eyes confused as to how to act next. His fingers trace my face and stop at my lips. I feel him tracing the outline of my lips. Kissing his fingers gently, I watch as he smiles, and feel better in knowing I'm doing the right thing. Slowly, I watch as he holds his erection and brings it to me, placing it against my lips. My eyes grow wide, and I begin to move my head, but his other hand prevents me from moving far. With gentle pressure, he moves his manhood between my lips, and I open for him as a flower.

As I take him into my mouth, I feel the contours of his arousal against my tongue, and instinctively begin to move my tongue along his shaft, exploring the skin and veins. My lips close tightly over the tip, and I begin to suck, gently at first, and then with more suction as I feel him move in my mouth.

His groans and sighs encourage me, and I begin to move my mouth back and forth against him. His hand moves mine to his precious sac, and I begin to fondle and squeeze the jewels beneath. As I look up into his face, I see it contorted with pleasure as he looks down at me, his manhood in my mouth.

Feeling the size of him in my mouth, I wonder if I should be able to welcome him fully, as a woman should. And yet, I find myself eagerly anticipating that exact moment...

 

[Eroticus]

Rashid

OOC: Welcome back. Can't a genie make time stand still?

IC: I felt her fingers brush across the sensitive skin of my engorged shaft, teasing me with her tender caress. I traced my fingers over her sensual lips and through them as my way of telling her what I wanted. I knew my message was received when her lips pressed against the sensitive tip of my manhood. She swirled her tongue against me, then gently took me between her lips and into her warm mouth.

The pleasure from her oral stimulation was excruciating. No one had ever touched me so delicately and with such care. And certainly I had never been with a woman of so much beauty. I had come here with vengeance in my heart, but now all I could feel were passion and lust for this goddess before me.

Her mouth continued to work its magic on my swollen member. I wanted desperately to return the pleasure, to help her unlock the wild passion burning in her virgin loins. I reached down and tugged at her gown pulling it up over her creamy thighs until I exposed the dark patch of her womanhood. My fingers slid across her flat belly and over the soft curls covering her mound of pleasure. My fingertips touched the moist petals peeking out.

Her fleshy lips opened as if inviting me inside. I pushed in with my middle finger and felt it engulfed by her steamy opening. I pushed deeper eliciting a muffled moan from her throat. She pulled me from her mouth and looked up into my eyes as my fingers continued to probe inside her forbidden treasures.

Drunk with passion, I wanted more. I wanted to taste her as she was tasting me. I slid down on the bed smelling the sexual fragrance from between her legs. Her hand was still wrapped around my blood filled girth. Her eyes looked down at me to see what was next.

I pulled her leg over my head until she was on top of me and her sex was inches from my face. I leaned forward and flicked my tongue along the ridges of her fleshy gash, prying them open with my gentle probing. I pushed my tongue into her opening and clamped my mouth firmly over her mound. As my tongue moved around inside her she began to gyrate against me.

Then I felt her lips slide over my pulsing manhood, taking me deep into her mouth.

 

[SexyChele]

As Sheeba

As he spun me around, I suddenly found myself atop him, my legs straddling his face. Not sure what to do, I suddenly felt his tongue probing and searching my body. Such exquisite feelings coursing through my veins! I leaned over and once more took his manhood between my lips, sucking the member before me as my tongue slid along its length. Feeling the contours of his shaft, the delicate, yet strong, feeling of the tip, I became consumed with thoughts of pleasuring him.

Yet, the probing tongue between my thighs was something I could not ignore. In response, I felt my hips moving almost involuntarily. At first moving in circles and then moving against his tongue. I felt his hands sliding along my legs and waist, settling against the firm cheeks of my ass, pressing down slightly.

Moaning softly against his erection, my hand krept down to the sac beneath, and suddenly I just knew I had to know what all of him tasted like. Pulling him from my mouth, I traced a trail with my tongue lower until his sac met my face. I was rewarded with the smell of him - overpowering, masculine, and totally intoxicating. Closing my eyes, I simply enjoyed the smell of his masculinity, before slowly letting my tongue trace its way across the delicate skin. Slowly taking one of his jewels into my mouth, I was rewarded with a groan against my tenderness, and a firm grip of his hands against me. He renewed his movements with his tongue against my body until I had to cry out against him.

Sucking him into my mouth, I found the feeling of his firmness delightful, and the effect on him to be especially pleasing to me. As I released his jewel from my mouth, I sought lower, and discovered a delicate and sensitive patch of skin directly behind his sac. His groans increased, and I felt his mouth sucking my entire sex into his mouth.

Suddenly, from somewhere deep inside of me, I felt a strange quivering, a stirring I had never felt before. Although mysterious, it was not unpleasant, and I found my self moving more quickly against his mouth. As the feeling increased, I felt the muscles in my abdomen tighten, and my legs began to squeeze together, trapping his head between them.

Suddenly a wave of pleasure so intense I was blinded to anything else, engulfed my body. Shaking against him, grinding into his mouth, I cried out, gasping and moaning. Wave after wave washed over me, and I felt I could not move, as his mouth continued to suck and lick.

As the pleasure subsided, I lay there panting, unable to to concentrate or truly think of anything while I attempted to catch my breath.

 

[Eroticus]

The combination of innocence and curiosity made Sheeba’s oral stimulations had an intoxicating effect on me. I could feel my sac expanding as it filled with my essence. I wanted to give her the same pleasure I was feeling, so I rubbed my tongue hard against the sensitive nub near the entrance to her steamy treasures.

Sheeba’s body stiffed and then she started shaking, grinding her sex hard against my mouth. I fell from her mouth as she started to gasp, then cried out as a wave of pleasure washed through her body. Juices gushed from inside her onto my lips and chin. I savored the taste of her virginal essence, lapping it up with my tongue and swirling it in my mouth.

I rolled Sheeba off me and looked down at her. Her eyes were closed and she was still breathing hard from the thunderous explosion that had consumed her. I looked down between her legs which were spread apart, and saw the moist pink lips of her womanhood peeking out from the soft curls surrounding it.

My engorged shaft throbbed with need. I mounted her, pushing her legs further apart. I moved the tip of my manhood to her juicy lips and rubbed up and down her opening, preparing her for penetration. Sheeba’s eyes opened and she looked up at me, a desperate pleading in her eyes.

Just as I was about to enter her virginal temple a voice from somewhere else whispered to me and I suddenly realized what I was about to do. By taking her virginity, Sheeba would be a ruined woman. She couldn’t be sold for a dowry so her family would disown her and she would be put out on the streets to scrap for a living like me.

But didn’t I want to get revenge? Wasn’t this the whole purpose of my wish? I was caught between these two powerful forces pulling at my mind, and a need in my loins that was demanding relief. Oh god, where was that Khalia. I bet she would know what to do.

Not helping matters at all, Sheeba pulled her legs back and moved her hands to my firm cheeks trying to pull me into her. I felt myself move inside her until I pressed up against her maiden barrier. I pulled out and pushed back in, going no further than her virginal membrane. I ciontinued doing this, stimulating both of us to the point where we needed more.

I looked down at Sheeba below and saw the intense lust in her eyes as her breasts moved up and down in heavy breaths. My head was throbbbing and I knew my sexual urges were about to win the battle for my conscience..

 

[Eroticus]

OOC: I just realized that was my 100th reply! Glad to have shared it with you, SexyChele.

 

[SexyChele]

Khalia

OOC: Congratulations, Eroticus! I'm glad that you were able to share your 100th post here! Now, when shall we be honored with a avatar?

IC: Even though my Master's voice had not spoken my name, His thoughts travelled to me and I sensed His quandry. Filtering in through Sheeba's window as a ray of moonbeam, I softly encompass both of them.

I look down at the maiden, so beautiful in the soft light surrounding her. So ready, so eager to allow her maidenhood to be taken by my Master. I smiled at the ease of my handiwork, while admiring the writhing young woman beneath my Master.

A ray of light settling softly on the shoulder of my Master, I can easily speak into His ear in whispered tones.

"My, but she is beautiful, is she not, my Master? What man would not covet such beauty for his own - especially to be the first to enter her sacred temple? To make this woman truly Your own, Master, so no other will ever have the memory that she has with You.

"Yet, as the daughter of a Caliph, You are correct, Master. Once she has been used by You, her father will cast her off - and she will be no better than the prostitutes that walk the streets.

"Ah, but did You not want revenge on this girl? Did You not seek to bring about her ruin? Ah, but a conscious my Master has! Surprising to discover, is it not? And had I not warned You, Master, to be sure this woman is who You truly wanted?"

Laughing softly, the light that is me moves gracefully round to his other ear.

"But, my Master, there can be a solution here. You can have the ability of enjoying this woman in every way a man can possibly hope to. Her body will satisfy Your every craving, she will be the release You so badly desire - and she will certainly not disappoint.

"If You desire, my Master, to restore her virginity to her once You have finished with her, that can be done - as one of Your wishes. Or, You can simply use this woman for Your pleasure and let her fate be sealed. It is up to You, Master - a night of indescribable pleasure for the cost of one wish? Or the ultimate revenge for a man who was beaten unfairly? I will leave You to Your decision, my Master."

Ringing laughter in His ear, I quickly gather the misty light that is me, and float back out into the balmy evening air, fragranted by jasmine, and await my Master's decision.

 

[Eroticus]

Rashid

Suddenly I knew it would be alright, that Khalia would be able to make everything right no matter what happened. Without further thought my loins took control of my body. Sheeba pulled me into her with her hands clutching my muscular buttocks. I thrust my hips forward and felt my swollen manhood punch through her delicate maidenhead and enter her virginal passage.

Sheeba winced as I stole her innocence. I slowly pulled back to see if she wanted to continue. Her response was immediate as she pulled me back inside her velvety walls.

“Please… please take me,” she whispered with lust in her eyes.

I pushed myself deeper into her tight passage, feeling it slowly open around my throbbing flesh. I pulled back and pushed deeper and deeper on each thrust until I could feel our pelvic bones rubbing together. I held myself deep inside her belly, slowly rotating my shaft against the tight walls that clung to me. Our eyes were locked together and I could see her desperate pleading for more.

I crushed my lips to hers, shoving my tongue deep in her mouth. Her hands moved up along my back. She dug her heels into the backs of my thighs and lower buttocks trying to draw me deeper. I pulled out part way and pushed back in. A muffled groan escaped from her throat. Next time I pulled out further and pushed in harder. I could feel her steamy passage begin to loosen. Her flowing juices acted as a lubricant and soon I was sliding in and out in a steady rhythm.

My entire body was consumed with a yearning desire for this woman. As badly as I needed to release my seed, I wanted this moment to last forever. I pulled my lips from hers and looked down at the goddess below me. Her eyes were closed and her head was thrown back. Her breathing came in short gasps each time I buried myself deep inside her belly.

I quickly rolled over onto my back, holding myself inside her and pulling her on top of me. Sheeba looked down at me a little bewildered, and then began to move against me with new found freedom.

 

[SexyChele]

As Sheeba

As he entered me for the first time, the sharp pain caused me to gasp slightly and wince. Pain had been alluded to, I knew, some said it would hurt a great deal. But as he continued to stroke, the pain eased a bit.

As he continued his movements within me, my desire only intensified for him. Clutching him to me, wanting to feel him fully and completely inside of me. As his lips crushed against mine, as his tongue filled my mouth, I responded with wanton abandon. Giving myself completely to this man - wanting all of him in return.

I felt him give one hard thrust into me, and suddenly felt him roll us both over. Suddenly, I found myself sitting astride him, not knowing what to do. As I look down at him, I see his eyes fill with longing and desire - and I realize he must be mirroring my own. His hands reach up and gently start to caress my breasts, and I catch my breath as he does so. I begin to move my hips up and down, my hands steadying myself on his torso. His face lights with pleasure, and I realize that I must be doing something right to please him.

Closing my eyes partially, I move my hips in a circle, feeling him grind into me. I feel his legs move up behind me, his knees bent. His fingers find my nipples and begin to lightly pinch and twist the swollen fllesh.

"Sheeba, lean back just a little, I want to watch."

I open my eyes at his request, a little shocked! I lean back against his thighs, my hands reaching around behind me to grab his hips. My legs spread wider, and I realize that when he lifts his head, he has a perfect view of my sex with his member buried in it. Taking my hips, he guides me onto his arousal, and I begin to move according to his hands direction. Up and down, faster and faster, his words offering encouragement to me.

His eyes wandering over my body, his hands stroking my skin. I begin to move against him faster and faster. Deep within me I feel the strange sensation I felt earlier. Can it be that I shall once more know this pleasure?

Moving quickly, moaning deeply, I feel my body begin to stiffen slightly, my movements slowing somwhat as I feel my face go slack. Suddenly, my pleasure racks my body completely, leaving me shaking, quivering, convulsing around his member buried deep within me. Vaguely I hear him groan, grunting something to himself. But I am wrapped up in my pleasure - such intense pleasure!

 

[Eroticus]

My fingers massaged her perfect breasts, gently rolling the nipples through my fingers. She looked at me, somewhat unsure about what to do, then slowly moved her lower body against the shaft upon which she was impaled. I could sense the burning passion building inside her as she crushed her pubic bone against me stimulating the sensitive nub of her clit.

I could feel a pressure building in my groin and knew I could not hold back my seed that was yearning to explode from the throbbing flesh embedded in the goddess above me. I pinched her hard nipples and watched as her body stiffened, then thrash about above me. Her eyes were closed and her head thrown back. Squeals of pleasure pierced the air. A force beyond her recognition had taken control of her body giving her pleasure beyond anything she could imagine. Juices of passion from deep inside her steamy womb gushed over me.

Watching her squirm and thrash against my embedded manhood was more than I could take. Every ounce of enegy I could muster rushed to my groin. I could feel myself swell inside her as a powerful surge moved through my shaft, then erupted deep into her belly. This was followed by a second, third and fourth surge. I could feel our juices mingle inside her, then slowly coat my thighs as they escaped her quivering passage.

She fell onto me, breathing hard and trying to regain her composure. I held her close, then pressed my lips to hers as we shared in the afterglow. I was still inside her and could feel her post orgasmic spasm tighten around me, keeping me hard.

I started to move inside her, ready to resume our lovemaking, when the door to her bedroom burst open.

"Mistress Sheeba, is everything alright? We heard screams."

I had to get out and quickly or I was dead. I reluctantly pulled myself from Sheeba. She started to protest, trying to draw me back, but I knew if I didn't escape now I was a dead man. Then I remembered Khalai, and I used my second wish to extricate me from certain doom.

Damn, I though as I felt myself being transported. I only have one wish left. I wanted so much to ask for the riches of the world, to become all powerful, but I knew what I must do. I used my remaining wish to restore Sheeba's virginity. Well maybe, I thought, next time she won't have me beat if I look at her. And I'm certainly no worse off than before. Who knows what tomorrow will bring.

OOC: This was wonderful. Not sure if there is more or if it is someone else's turn, but Rashid will always go to sleep with a smile on his face.

 

[panty-tease]

OOC

May I have a turn?

 

[SexyChele]

Khalia

As my Master's thoughts of peril came to me, I clutched the amulet between my breasts and closed my eyes. When they opened He stood before me, a bewildered look on His face.

"It is alright, Master. You are safe, and shall remain so."

"But Sheeba? Her virginity? Will it be restored to her?"

"Master, it has already been done. Sheeba sleeps peacefully in her bed, her maidenhood fully intact, her dreams sweet with thoughts of a handsome stranger. And now, my time here is concluded. Three wishes asked, three wishes granted."

Feeling the pull of the bottle once more, I see the haze of blue vapor rise above me, and I once more feel the void of waiting for the next Master or Mistress to take ownership of the bottle and myself.


OOC: Panty-tease - your turn. Just set the scene and time period!

 

[panty-tease]

new time period...

OOC

Hmmm, I think Ill take my chances and pick a much newer time period, where you will have had countless experiences on which to aid you and as you said you will be more crafty....I desire the challange

...and for a little insight into the real me Ill kinda base my character on myself a little

Time Period: Modern Day...

Amanda
17 turning 18.... ( I know you have to be 18, it will be explained in the story line)
Long curly light red hair, a little darker than strawberry blond
Blue eyes, fair skinned
5'5, 110 lbs
Slim and slightly athletic figure

Amanda is a girl with a secret....although still a virgin in the purest sence, she has a dark side. Lives in comfortable upper middle class suburbia with her parents she is the typical perfect daughter on the outside. A straight "A" student, Amanda has a little tom boy in her, with likes such as biology and science fiction and computers, she never really fit in with all the sexy girls in school because their interests in shopping and social status never really gelled with Amanda, even though truth be told she is probably one of the top 10 looking girls in the city....
On the outside most people just thought of Amanda as the cute little teachers pet and a little bit of a geek....but inside her mind she was quite different.
Having both parents making good money and working long hours, Amanda had grown up with lots of time alone at home and her idle hands did wander....
With the help of her computer, Amanda has experienced almost every possible type of sexual act and scenario in cyber space. Her guard drops when alone as she masturbated with anything she could find in the house while oodles of guys and girls told her all the naughty things that they could do....but that life was strictly guarded by Amanda....her parents or friends could never know that on the inside she was a total slut....totally different from her nice girl image

IC

Today Amanda turns 18 She received some cute little gifts and cards while at school from her friends, but she just glanced quickly at most of them and took them home to open later. When she arived home there was flowers and a note from her parents saying how sorry they were for being out of town on her special day and a package....she quickly unwrapped it, hmmmmm, just a bottle? A little note inside the wrapping explained that it was a antique vase from india and at least a couple hundred years old. Amanda thought how nice it was and wanted to find out more so she took it to her computer and starting searching sites to see if she could find a photo of it.....maybe it has a history I thought

 

[Guest]

I wonder if I can get a turn

*S*

looks like your popular....I have a few wishes Id like to try out

when you get a chance can I have a whirl?

my email address


spinoza_43221@yahoo.com

 

[SexyChele]

Khalia

OOC: Spinoza, I'd love to give you your chance. If you return here, please note that I will not email you - this is a first come, first served (pun intended!) thread. As soon as one master has finished with their wishes, you may own the bottle and the genie inside.

IC:
In the great void I feel the thoughts of a troubled soul coming to me. I know that the ownership of the bottle has changed hands once more. But that seemed ages ago, and still I have not been released. Yet, a certain inquisitiveness is making its way through the glass of the bottle into my being. A curiosity, a seeking. Attempting to concentrate in the murky void of my existance within the bottle, I am able to discern that the entity from without has questions regarding the vessel in which I live.

Hmmm, interesting. Most owners have simply opened it to allow me to escape - usually by accident. What have I here? Assembling all the energy that I can muster, I attempt to communicate to the entity outside of the bottle of my existance, to answer the questions looming overhead.

Suddenly, on Amanda's screen pops up a picture of the very bottle sitting next to her computer. Startled slightly because she had yet started the search engine, she stares at the picture. As though in a haze, the picture fades, and the following words appear:

[color=royal blue]The answers you seek regarding the mysterious bottle you are in possesion of reside within the bottle itself. By opening the bottle, you release the power within, the power that you can control, the power that is yours for the asking. Open the bottle, release the power, the mystery....[/color]

Inside the bottle, I felt my energy drain from my being. Floating in the void, I sought to regain the energy that I had lost in conveying a message from within the void of my existance.