Chapter 8

In a medium-sized but well-furnished house, an old man was sat on an armchair, sipping at a glass of wine. His laptop began to ring for a Skype call, and he answered it.

“What is it Johnson?” asked the man.

“Sir, we have a problem,” said Frank.

“How interesting,” the man said, taking another sip.

“Asrah’s been taken.”

“WHAT!?”

“I’m sorry Mr Brookman, our plan failed. They worked out a way to remove Asrah from my control.”

“DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU’VE DONE!? They’ll destroy us now! Kill us, or worse, and destroy everything we’ve worked for!”

“Not quite sir, before they could manage it I released another genie and re-instated all our protections.”

“Well that’s all fine and good except that she’s still going to be able to tell them our secrets!”

“There’s very little she could tell them.”

“Johnson, I’m not sure I like how lax you’re being about this situation. Don’t you want to rid the world of magic?”

“Yes, but it’s not as easy as you made it out to be.”

“Magic vs magic isn’t an easy fight for either side to win. Which is why we need every advantage we can get.”

“Yes, I understand.”

“First you lost that boy, and now the genie girl. Your failures continue to mount.”

“Yes sir. I’m sorry, sir.”

“If we succeed, you’ll go down as the man who saved humanity from magical tyranny. If we fail, you’ll go down as the man who allowed humanity to continue on being used as slaves. Now get back to work, Johnson. And don’t fail me again.”

“Yes sir.”

“No, wait ... you’ve got more lamps, yes?”

“Yes sir, 8 of them that we’ve collected.”

“Good. Then bring me two of them.”

“Two sir?”

“Yes Johnson, because I don’t trust you to look after me anymore. I will rub one of them, and leave the other for insurance.”

“Sir, with all due respect, I’m very busy.”

“Do it Johnson!”

Alex Brookman hung up, and sighed. That man was going to cost him his revenge. What is it with people nowadays? Incompetent, all of them. He looked forward to ruling over them all. After all, once all the other genies were gone, none could oppose him and his genie. He would control everything. The power taken from him by those idealistic adolescents would be restored a million fold. Everyone on this planet ... no. Everyone in the universe would bow before him. And no power in the universe could stop him.”

With no obvious next move, Daniel was allowed to spend some time with his new genie. He sat on his bed while Asrah knelt before him, waiting for instructions.

“So you’re my genie?” Daniel asked.

“Yes Master,” Asrah replied, smiling, but keeping her head bowed at all times.

“And this is serious? It’s not Harry and Charlie playing a joke on me?”

“I do not know who they are Master, but I promise this is no joke.”

“In that case, this is bloody fantastic! I’ve got a genie! I can have anything I want!”

“Anything within the bounds of the rules, Master,” Asrah said, smiling.

“Alright, in that case ... gimme a blowjob.”

“Yes Master.”

Asrah scooted over to Daniel, and happily took his dick into her mouth, beginning to suck on it.

“Oh yeah ... that’s good...” Daniel moaned. “But I want more! Gimme a blowjob ... while we’re floating!” Asrah snapped her fingers, and the two of them began floating into the air, Asrah laying on her stomach as she sucked Daniel, who was reclining on nothing.

“Oh God, I wish to fuck my Geography teacher Miss Parker, while Jenna Coleman, Karen Gillan and Billie Piper worship my body.” Asrah snapped her fingers again, and Daniel immediately felt his body become awash with sensation. The warm wetness of Asrah’s mouth was replaced by the warm wetness of Miss Parker’s pussy as she appeared in front of him, floating on her hands and knees as Daniel fucked her doggy style. Meanwhile the rest of his body became companion to pleasure as the three actresses kissed, licked and caressed every inch of his skin.

“Fuck that’s amazing!” He moaned. “Oh my God!”

“You like that baby?” Asked Jenna.

“Oh good God ... Oh ... I wish for them to feed me chocolate too! And beer! Lots of beer!”

Still kneeling on the bed while her Master made love above her, Asrah snapped her fingers. Karen was given a big bar of Dairy Milk, which she began feeding to him, and Billie was given a pint of beer, which she gave to him between bites. It tasted horrible, but it didn’t matter. No-one was going to tell him he was too young for beer! He was on top of the world! He could have anything he wants!

“Oh my God, I’m gonna cum!” Daniel moaned,

“Do it baby, you deserve it!” Said Karen.

“You’re the best, Dan!” Said Billie.

“Fill me up Dan!” Moaned Miss Parker.

Daniel didn’t need any more encouragement. With a manly groan, he unleashed an enormous load into Miss Parker’s pussy while the other girls stimulated the rest of him. When it finally ended, the girls disappeared, and Daniel floated back down onto the bed, and he sighed contently.

“Are you happy with your wishes, Master?” Asrah asked him.

“Very happy,” Daniel smiled.

“Then I am happy,” Asrah said, outdoing Daniel with her own smile. “Is there anything else you desire.”

“No ... No wait, the rest of that chocolate,” Daniel said. “Feed it to me.”

“Yes Master.”

Asrah picked up the chocolate, broke a piece off, and placed it into Daniel’s mouth.

“This is the life, isn’t it Asrah?”

“Yes Master.”

Antonella laid in bed that night, worried. There didn’t look to be any way to solve this dilemma. The best she could hope for it seemed was that very few Masters fell for the traps that had been laid for them. Things had all seemed so simple when she’d first met that genie, all those centuries ago. Back before anyone was trying to commit genocide. Well, back before anyone was trying to commit genocide against genies’ Masters.

Antonella sat up in bed. She needed to do something. The longer they waited, the more people would suffer. She got out of bed, and snapped her fingers, causing her clothes to fly onto her body. She closed her eyes and concentrated, and she was instantly outside the place she knew Frank had been using as his US headquarters. She was surprised when he saw him and a man she assumed was his new genie getting into a car. Turning invisible, Antonella summoned up an invisible car and got in it to tail them. He followed them to a lavish yet not overly-large house. They parked up, and she got out to follow them, slipping inside behind them before the door was closed. She was glad she didn’t seem to have been noticed yet.

Antonella walked in and saw an old man sat on an arm chair.

“On your knees in front of your superiors, genie,” said Alex. The genie looked at Frank, who nodded, so the genie did indeed get down on his knees. “So this is your new boy?”

“Yes sir, one called Barakaat,” said Frank.

“Its name doesn’t particularly interest me,” said Alex. “Do you have the lamps I asked for?” Frank opened his bag and pulled out two lamps, setting them down on the table.

“Here you are.”

“Gooood.” Alex reached for one of them and rubbed it. Clouds of maroon-coloured smoke poured out and formed into a naked man. “Well that’s disappointing. I was hoping for a girl.”

“Greetings Master, I am Miguin,” said the genie.

“I really don’t care what your name is,” said Alex. “I am your Master now. And don’t bother giving me the usual spiel. I know all the rules and regulations.”

“Yes Master...” said Miguin. “Master, are you aware there is an invisible woman in this room?”

“What!?” Shouted Alex.

“Yes sir, Antonella followed us here,” said Frank. “Barakaat noticed her. Restrain her, Barakaat.”

Barakaat snapped his fingers, and Antonella became visible, and was held in place by invisible restraints.

“So you’re the leader of our enemies,” said Alex.

“What if I am?”

“Well then I wonder why Frank there was able to have you restrained, and return your visibility. Surely his wishes cannot affect another Mistress?” Antonella stayed silent.

“Oh?” Said Alex. “Is it possible you are not a Mistress or a genie? And yet you have magic.”

“If you expect me to talk you’re very mistaken,” said Antonella.

“Oh but you see dear, I think you are going to talk. Because if we can affect you, then you are at our mercy. Miguin, I wish for all of Antonella’s magical power to be taken from her. And for her to answer any question truthfully.”

“Your wish is my command, Master,” said Miguin, snapping his finger. Antonella shuddered, feeling herself without magic for the first time in many, many years.

“Now then, what is your name?” Asked Alex.

“Antonella Acquarone,” said Antonella, unable to resist.

“And what are you?”

“A human being,” she said, trying to give as little information as possible.

“You know full well what I meant!” Alex shouted, slapping her hard. “WHAT ARE YOU!? Tell me everything about how you got your magic.”

Unable to do anything but obey, Antonella explained her full story to Frank and Alex.

“Now that is interesting,” said Frank.

“It’s more than that, Johnson,” said Alex. “That genie she mentioned. The one that gave her her magic. She and her Mistress are, along with a few other people, the ones who caused me quite a bit of grief in the past. I would very much like to meet up with her again.”

“You do realise she could be anywhere on Earth, right?” Asked Frank. “Hell, there’s no guarantee she’s even out of her lamp.”

“No, she’s around, and I know where to find her. She’ll be living with her current Mistress.”

“Sir, who is this genie? You’ve never been very reluctant to answer any of our questions beforehand. Like about what happened to put you in your current state, and how you know so much about genies.”

“Yes, I’d like to know some things too,” said Antonella. “Because you’re the spitting image of the old man who was on the news being arrested after being found in Alex Brookman’s house alongside a pile of corpses. You’re him, aren’t you? You’re Alex Brookman?”

“What an intelligent girl,” said Alex. “Was that a gift from your father as well?”

“After spending a few months in prison, Mister Brookman offered to help with a matter of global security, in return for his freedom,” explained Frank. “He introduced the UN to the threat that genies pose. We didn’t believe him at first, but after convincing us he was Alex Brookman he was able to prove to us the existence of genies. We then tracked down a lamp, which turned out to contain Asrah, and we began our plan. To eliminate all genies.”

“But to what ends?”

“Why, the safety of the human race of course,” replied Frank.

“You really think that’s what he wants? I’ve been around a long time, as you’re now very well of. I’ve met many Masters in my time, and the name Brookman has come up a few times. I’ve heard stories about a society run by the Brookman family, trying to hoard genie lamps.”

“So he did this work before he joined up with us, so what?”

“The society was a group of Masters. They wanted to hoard lamps so that only they would have magic.”

“Sir, is this true?” Frank asked Alex.

“Johnson, my time with my genie taught me that magic was a dangerous thing. That is why I always sought to eliminate it. My friends and I kept our genies purely to protect ourselves from attack.”

“So what went wrong? I mean, you don’t have that genie now,” said Frank. “And you never explained to us why you got so old and why you lost your genie.”

“Two impertinent adolescents, Matthew Evans and Sophie Swift. Somehow they were able to wish away all my power. They took my genie, made my friends disappear, and left me to face human justice. I would like very much to make them suffer.”

“But how is that possible?” Asked Frank. “Surely they could not affect you with their wishes?”

“Somehow they could. Which is why the secrecy of our operation is important. I do not know how we are going to kill Matt and Sophie, but somehow they have power beyond normal Masters, which means if they catch wind of our actions they will be able to destroy us, and undo all our work.”

“What do you suggest we do then?” Asked Frank.

“We need a plan of action,” said Alex. “Matt and Sophie need to be eliminated, that much is clear. But doing so will be extremely difficult.”

“What about the girl?” Asked Frank.

“I assume you’re going to kill me now?” Asked Antonella.

“Not at all. We might need you later on,” said Alex. “And I might want to use you for my own benefit. Or maybe I’ll just torture you a bit. But for now, have her simply taken downstairs to the dungeons. And Johnson, have your genie guard her. She may be powerless now but I still don’t trust her.”

“You have a dungeon?” Asked Antonella.

“Barakaat, take Antonella down to the dungeons and guard her,” ordered Frank. “Don’t let her out.”

“Yes Master.” Barakaat snapped his fingers, and he walked off to the dungeons, dragging Antonella behind him with invisible chains. She was taken into a rather unpleasant dungeon, and thrown inside ungracefully.

In the year 1397 a baby girl was born to Vicente and Flavia Acquarone, whom they named Antonella. When Antonella was 4 years old however, her mother died of illness. They were both very sad, but for the most part they were able to live on. When Antonella was 6 years old her father came home one day carrying something odd and looking VERY happy.

“Hi daddy!” She said. “What you got there?”

“Um, nothing,” he said. “Go play with your toys. Daddy’s got some important things to do.” Vicente was struggling to contain his grin the whole time, before he ran off to his room.

Later that evening, Antonella heard lots of strange noises coming from her father’s bedroom. Moans and groans, and she could hear her father screaming things like “UH GOD! OH FUCK!”

“Daddy?” Antonella opened the door, and she saw her father, naked and laid on his bed. Facing her and riding Vicente reverse-cowgirl was a naked woman, boobs jiggling as she moved.

“Antonella!” Vicente moaned, coming from a mixture of horror at his daughter walking in on him and pleasure at a particularly wonderful thrust.

“Don’t worry Master, I’ll get rid of her,” said the girl. She waved her hand at Antonella, and she immediately turned around and left the room. As she closed the door behind her, the little Antonella forgot everything she’d seen in there, and would ignore any cries of sexual bliss that she then heard.

A few days later, Antonella woke up in her father’s arms. She opened her eyes and saw that she’d apparently fallen asleep on him as he’d been reading to her, sat in his big chair.

“Morning sweetie,” said Vicente.

“Morning daddy...” Antonella said, yawning. It was only when she looked around she realised she didn’t appear to be in her house any more. This house was much, much more lavish than anything he’d ever known. She imagined a King or a Queen may be more at home here than two peasants like they were. “Daddy? Where are we?”

“Why, we’re at home, sweetie,” replied Vicente.

“This isn’t our home, daddy!” Antonella said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“It is now. Sweetie, something wonderful has happened. We’re rich!”

“Rich?”

“Yep! We’ve got all the money we want! So now we can live in this big house and have anything we want!”

“But all my toys are at the other house! My bedroom!”

“It’s all here. And something else. Or should I say, someone else.”

At this, a beautiful girl walked in. She was dressed in lavish yet modest clothes, though they did show off a good amount of her figure. It was the same woman as Antonella had seen making love to her father, but she didn’t remember her.