Battered Lamp by mypenname3000 Chapter Thirty-Four: The Prison of the Sheikha Copyright 2015 Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this. Cast of Characters Main Characters Kyle Unmei Jr.: Half-Japanese/Half-Kurdish owner of Aaliyah and wielder of Earthbones. Poisoned by Burke as they fought. Aaliyah Unmei: A Jann sent to marry the prophesied savior of the Djinn. Kyle's First Wife. Reunited with Kyle.
Fatima Unmei : Kyle's younger sister and wife, wielder of Fireheart. Christy Unmei nee Leonardson: Kyle's long-time girlfriend turned third wife. A witch who follows Ishtar and wields Shadowedge. Fumi Unmei nee Nakamura: Kyle's fourth wife. A succubus-like Yuki-onna and wielder of Windfeather. She is blind. Britney Kingston: Kyle's best friend since elementary school. She is a Rakshasa and has sworn to defend Kyle. She is a hermaphrodite and has claimed Phillipa as her mate.
Wielder of Waterclaw. Enemies Sultan Rashid ibn al-Marid: The despotic ruler of the Djinn and leader of the Marid clan. Wants Aaliyah dead to thwart the prophecy. Forced to accept the marriage with Faiza to stop Kyle. Hecate: The Dark Goddess that both Ms. Franklin and Burke served. Sent a familiar to seize Faiza's soul when she died. Hecate has possessed Faiza and approached Rashid for an alliance.
Faiza Unmei: Kyle and Fatima's widowed mother. Killed by Burke. Her soul was stolen by a familiar of Hecate. Resurrected by Hecate as an instrument of the Dark Goddess's vengeance against Kyle. Hecate has possessed Faiza. Married to Rashid as part of Hecate's plan. Makerah: An Unbound Marid, a Djinn that has violated the Laws of his people and escaped punishment through a dark ritual.
A servant of Sultan Rashid and his son. Ordered to hunt down Aaliyah and Zaritha and kill them. Sheikh Tariq ibn al-Ghul: Shiekh of the vile Ghul. Rashid has contacted Tariq, alerting the Ghul of Kyle's plan to free Kalila from Jabal al-Dhukan in Ghul territory. Aljihm: An Unbound Ifrit and servant of Sultan Rashid. Killed by Kyle and Britney during the attack on Khoshilat Maqandeli.
Aalizunah: An Unbound Si'lat and servant of Sultan Rashid. Ordered to hunt down Aaliyah and Zaritha and kill them. Slain by Britney. Jowdah: An Unbound Ghul and servant of Sultan Rashid. Killed by Zaritha. Khiana: An Unbound Jann. Once a bitter rival to Sultan Rashid but now a servant of the Sultan. Ordered to hunt down Aaliyah and Zaritha and kill them. Revealed to be Aaliyah's father. Killed by Christy, Fumi, and Fatima during the attack on Khoshilat Maqandeli.
Ms. Franklin: The deceased servant of Burke and leader of the coven. Also known as Celestite. Principal Burke: The identity assumed by Alphonse of Toulouse, a nine-hundred-year-old knight. A warlock serving Hecate. Killed by Kyle. Concubines Chyna Unmei nee Coel: Kyle's first concubine. Ms. Franklin cast a spell on Kyle and Chyna, forcing them into a slave/master relationship. Shannon Unmei nee Coel: Chyna's hot mom and Kyle's second concubine.
Alexina Unmei nee Kendrick: Blonde concubine. Carla Unmei nee Tyler: Redhead concubine. Antoinette "Toni" Unmei nee Buckley: Cheerleader concubine.
Daniella "Ms. Capello" Unmei nee Capello: Kyle's English teacher and concubine. Lois Unmei nee Smilingfox: A lesbian Domme that serves Kyle as a concubine. Ann Unmei nee Weaver: Fatima's friend and strawberry-blonde hair. Kayleah Unmei nee Peterson: Fatima's bleached blonde concubine and former rival.
Teleisia Unmei nee Otis: Aaliyah's African American concubine. Phillipa Kingston nee Stoddard: Former member of Ms. Franklin's coven where she was known as Jade. Captured by Britney, Phillipa submitted to Britney and became her mate, discovering that she is a masochist.
Mindy Unmei nee Stoneking: A nurse at the hospital where Fatima is sick and Kyle's newest concubine. Sable Unmei nee Purcell: Also known as Tourmaline, she was a member of Ms. Franklin's witch coven. While fighting with Christy, she was hit by a Love Elemental's attack and now completely loves Christy. Zaritha Unmei: An Ifrit serving the despotic ruler of the Djinn and sent to kill Aaliyah. After saving Aaliyah, she now serves Kyle as a faithful concubine.
Naila & Tarah Unmei: Twin sisters and daughters of Hawaa. These two Si'lat are hermaphrodites and submit to Fumi as her concubines, betraying their mother's plot to enslave Kyle. Hawaa Unmei nee binti al-Si'lat: Former ruler of the Si'lat Djinn. She tried to dominated Kyle, but he prevailed and made her his concubine.
Other Characters Sheikh Umar ibn al-Jann: Aaliyah's father. Believed dead, but really he became the Unbound Jann Khiana. Murder his son and heir to trap Kyle and kill his daughter Aaliyah. Killed by Christy, Fumi, and Fatima during the attack on Khoshilat Maqandeli. Kalsom binti Abdullah: An old Jann woman that made the Kalsomid Prophecy, setting into motion Aaliyah's sleep in the lamp. Ishtar: The Goddess of Magic Christy, Sable, and Phillipa now serve.
Sarai: The daughter of Rashid. She is angry lusty kara has her tight snatch plowed brunette teen her father and helps Kyle, pledging the Marid's support to his rule if he overthrows Rashid. Sayid: The Vizier to Sheikh Sihab ibn Jann. Helped Khiana and Aljihm to attack Kyle. No he is the regent for Sihab's son. Sheikh Haleem ibn al-Ifrit: Ruler of the Ifrit. A thousand years ago, Zaritha kidnapped his beloved wife Kalila.
Since then, Haleem and his Ifrit have been forced to serve Rashid to keep his wife alive. Sheikha Kalila: Wife of Haleem and imprisoned by Zaritha in the dread prison upon the slopes of Jabal al-Dhukhan. Kyle hopes to rescue her and secure the Ifrit as allies.
Saturday, January 29th Khoshilat Maqandeli, The Hidden Realm Christy poured over her spellbooks. Six shall be one, the Marid defeated. The old, Jann's prophecy echoed in her mind, teasing her with some half-remembered spell she had read in one of the spellbooks Alice Bailey had penned.
Sable yawned beside her, covering her mouth with her hand. "Oh, sorry, Mistress." It was late. The two witches sat in the antechamber of Kyle's quarters. The door was guarded by three separate homunculi. Aaliyah conjured the one made of gust, gripping a thick sword, Zaritha's made of crackling fire that filled the room with flickering lights, and the newest concubine, Hawaa, created the whirling tornado shaped like a coiled serpent.
"Find anything?" Christy muttered, rubbing at her own, sandy eyes. It was probably past midnight. Kyle, their wives, and most of the concubines had retired to sleep.
A few patrolled his quarters, making sure they were all safe. Can we ever be safe as long as Rashid wants us all dead? Twice today they had been attacked. Two unbound Djinn had taken over the palace and unleashed its defenses on Christy's family. Then Hawaa, the leader of the Si'lat, had attempted to dominate Kyle last night. Her domination had failed, and now the mature beauty was Kyle's newest concubine. "You look tired, Mistress," Shannon smiled, stepping naked into the room.
She had a mature grace, her breasts large and ripe, milk beading her dark nipples. Like the other concubines, Christy had enhanced Shannon with abilities: she was fast, strong, and agile.
She could grasp a Djinn and hold onto them while they were in their elemental forms, and her body could secrete pheromones to counter Si'lat's sexual domination. And Christy gave a few of the more endowed women lactating breasts. "I'm fine. I need to find this. I feel it's important." Shannon sat down next to Christy, her breasts jiggling, a bead of milk running down her heavy breast.
"You need a pick me up," she smiled, her finger sliding up to her left breast and tracing her areola. "Something to stimulate you and keep you focused." Christy licked her lips. "A midnight snack would be nice." Shannon ran her fingers through Christy's brunette curls, pulling the younger woman's face closer to her heavy breast. Christy's mouth opened, her tongue slid out and swirled about her fat nipple, gathering the sweet milk.
The flavor exploded on her lips. It was just so juicy and wonderful. Her lips sealed tight about the nipple. Shannon stroked her hair as Christy suckled. Warm milk squirted into her mouth, the creamy delight swirling about. Christy groaned, swallowing, european teen outdoor young zorah gets her smoothshaven cunny fucked warm, mother's milk sliding down into her stomach.
She sucked harder, drinking more and more breast milk down. This is the best idea I've ever had. Soft hands touched Christy's hips.
Her concubine, Sable, lifted her up and Christy let the concubine guide her into a kneeling position. Lips kissed Christy's asscheek, teeth lightly nibbling. She nursed harder, sucking down the milk as Sable's lips kissed across her round butt. "I love you, Mistress," Sable moaned. The woman had no choice—Sable took the full blast of a Love Elemental's attack, forever twisting her mind to love Christy.
It was Sable's own fault for attacking Christy. "Your body is divine. I love kissing." Her lips pressed into Christy's butt-crack. "And licking." Her tongue slid warm and wet through the crack, brushing Christy's sphincter. "And rimming you." Christy moaned around the fat nipple as her concubine's mamada story robadde celular viridiana cuernavaca 2 kissed and nuzzled at her asshole.
Sable's tongue swirled about, then pressed in, worming bit by bit into Christy's tight bowels. The pleasure stirred through her, adding to the savory treat Shannon's milk-laden tits provided. "She is going to town on you, Mistress," purred Shannon, stroking her fingers through Christy's brunette hair. "Oh, my, she is really loving your ass." "Uh-huh," groaned Christy around the concubine's fat nipple.
"So good." She kissed over hot chick pink tits sweet pussy vibrating online camsex masturbation amateur Shannon's other tit, eager for more breast milk.
A shiver of pleasure ran through her; Sable's finger traced up Christy's inner thigh towards her dripping pussy. "She's such a good slut." "Thank you," purred Sable. "I love you so much." The slut's tongue dived deeper into Christy's ass and her fingers reached Christy's pussy. They were gentle and teasing, stroking up and down Christy's plump, flushed vulva. Christy squirmed, the pleasure swelling inside her. She nursed harder, devouring as much of Shannon's delightful treats as she could, the milk warming her belly.
Sable thrust two fingers into Christy's pussy, stirring her up. Christy's sheath clenched about them, the pleasure growing inside her. Sable's tongue swirled through her asshole, the duel pleasures meeting in Christy's core, feeding upon each other.
"I'm going to make you cum so hard," purred Sable, her finger curling, sliding along the wall of Christy's pussy. Nerves ignited and Christy's body spasmed when Sable found her G-spot. The slut massaged the bundle of nerves, sending waves of pleasure crashing through Christy's body. "Oh, yes!" she moaned, her lips falling away from Shannon's teat as ecstasy roared through her. "Finger me, slut! You're making me cum!" Christy trembled as she knelt, Shannon's hands cupping her face.
A dark nipples brushed her lips. She latched on, sucking hard and reveling in the warm milk as her orgasm burned through her. When Sable's finger withdrew, she was left with wonderful bliss. "That was a good cum, Mistress," purred Shannon. "Umm, I bet you loved that." "She's going to love the next part," Sable smiled. Sable rustled behind Christy and the suckling witch wondered what her concubine was up to.
But she didn't want to stop enjoying the breast milk. It made her feel so loved and warm. It was hard to worry about the prophecy when she had a nipple between her lips. Something hard thrust into her pussy. Her back arched as her cunt gripped the dildo plunging in. It had three ridges that caressed the inside of her pussy and small bumps that teased her nerves. Sable's hands gripped her hips, the dildo drawing back and slamming in deep.
She's wearing a strap-on. Christy moaned, thrusting her hips back into the thrusting dildo. Her pussy squeezed down, the ridges adding such wonderful spice to the strength of Sable's thrusts.
Flesh slapped together as Christy worked her hips, swirling the fake cock around to touch all the wonderful parts inside her.
"Fuck her," groaned Shannon. "She sucks so hard when you thrust in. Oh, Mistress. Keep nursing from me. I love it! The pleasure shoots right down to my pussy." Christy nipped Shannon's hard nipple with her teeth, then sucked another mouthful of warm milk into her mouth. Shannon quavered and gasped, her fingers tightening in Christy's hair. The concubine was cumming just from being nursed.
That made Christy so happy. Christy's pleasure swelled inside her, churned by Sable's wonderful thrusts. She let go of the nipple, Shannon falling back on the ground as she writhed. Christy looked over her shoulder. Sable looked so happy, her honey-blonde hair flying around her shoulders and her round breasts bouncing up and down. "Fuck me, slut! Make me cum so hard!" Sable's hands tightened on Christy's hips; her thrust hammered away. "Yes, Mistress! I love you.
I live to please you." "You're pleasing me so much!" Sable's green eyes flashed. Her back arched. "I'm cumming, Mistress! I'm so happy! Oh, yes!" Her thrusts grew erratic, but she kept pumping as her bliss shuddered through her.
Christy slammed her hips back, squeezing her pussy tight around the dildo. The ridges stirred her nerves up, every thrust bringing her a little closer to erupting. "Fuck me! You're my whore! You'll do whatever the fuck I tell you to!" "Yes! Yours, Mistress! Always yours!" Sable buried the dildo into Christy's cunt.
Her orgasm exploded. Bliss pummeled her mind. Stars danced before her eyes. She gasped and moaned, falling to the floor in a quivering ball of feminine delight. Sweat drenched her breasts, her chest heaved as she sucked in lungfuls of air. "That was what I needed." Sable pressed against Christy, the wet dildo brushing Christy's hip. The concubine kissed her mistress on the lips and the pair held each other.
Finally, Christy forced herself to sit up and grab the sexy teen neigbors fucked by lesbian stepsis group sex and fingering. "Let's get back to work." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kyle woke up in the middle of the bed, surrounded by women.
Most of his concubines and wives were piled on the expanded bed. Aaliyah tampered with the room, making it bigger so the extended bed could fit. He crawled out of the pile, trying to be careful not to disturb anyone, his cock half-hard. By the curtained openings that led out into the garden stood Lois and Chyna, both concubines nodded to him as they guarded the room. He needed to pee, and he wondered which concubine he would use.
"It is so strange," a voice whispered in the dark. Hawaa leaned against the wall staring at the bed. "What is?" Kyle asked, padding over to her. "Your harem. All your women enjoy being around each other." She looked at the bed. "I've never heard of a harem where the women loved each other. They all plot and scheme, wanting to be their husband's most she is taking that bbc black cock big tits. It didn't matter if they were concubines or wives." "My wives know I love them equally, and the concubines enjoy their submission to me." Kyle grinned.
"I wouldn't brook any backbiting. I want this." "And I am just supposed to join in," Hawaa sighed. "I am just supposed to love you and your women." Kyle stroked her face. "Yes. Because that's what I want." She turned her face away and he seized her chin, forcing her dark eyes to look at him.
"You are mine. You submitted to me. I can do what I want to you. So you'll enjoy the delights being one of my women brings. You will savor your time with my wives and concubines, loving them like you love me." She bit her lip. "Do I love you?" "You love being submissive to me," Kyle grinned. "It's a start. Now fall to your knees." "You want me to suck your cock." "After you drink my piss." Her dark eyes widened. "What.Master?" His fingers tightened. "Fall to your knees, put your mouth about my cock, and drink every drop, whore." His eyes were intense, firm.
He would brook no rebellion from her. She saw it, trembling in his grip, then she fell to her knees and the Sheikha of the Si'lat opened her mouth and engulfed his cock, her tongue hot as it swirled about the tip. Kyle relaxed his bladder. He groaned, his acrid piss flowing into her mouth. She gasped, swallowing as his urine flooded her mouth. It was so obscene listening to her wet swallows and watching urine escape out the corners xxx porn sites that are nasty her lips.
She was submitting to him. His cock grew hard. "Drink it, whore," he hissed. "That's it. That's a good, fucking slut. You are mine. I will use you how I please. You'll drink my or any of my wives' piss." She moaned her submission, swallowing another mouthful of piss. The stream dwindled and died. His hands gripped the side of her face, his cock thrusting deep into her mouth. His balls smacked her chin as he fucked Hawaa's face.
Her hands reached around his waist, seizing his muscular ass, pulling him in deeper. "You're eager for my cum," he groaned, caressing her temple with his thumb as his cock slid down her throat. "That's good. I love an eager slut." She moaned about his cock, swallowing, her muscles massaging the head of his cock as he thrust deeper down her throat. Her lips were pressed into his curly pubes. He loved it. There was something beautiful about a woman submitting to his power.
His cock drew back and he slammed it in deep. "Take it! Take every inch!" She groaned, sucking harder. Kyle's balls tightened. His cock itched. He closed his eyes and grunted. Hot cum shot out, his body shuddering with bliss with every pulse, shooting right into his slut's stomach.
He buried his cock mother i would like to fuck cant stop cumming from sex hardcore blowjob the way into her throat, holding her me cache a la mama de mi alumno still as a second and third pulse flooded out of his cock.
"Drink it all, slut!" he groaned. "Fuck!" A fourth, weak pulse erupted and Kyle let out a deep breath. He pulled his cock out. "I hope I pleased you, Master," Hawaa purred, her tongue flashing out to lick up the mix of cum and piss that stained her lips. "Yes, you did, slut," Kyle panted.
"Now go and join the harem on the bed." She glanced at the pile of sleeping women and nodded. She stood, went to the bed, and climbed on, pressing against Fumi's back, resting her head down. Kyle looked at the bed and didn't see Christy.
Is she still reading her spell books? Kyle stepped into the antechamber, passing through a yellow, silk curtain. Sable lay curled naked on the floor, her head resting on a book.
Christy sat cross-legged, leaning naked over a large book spread out before her. "Come to bed," Kyle said. Christy started, letting out a squeak. "Kyle! Goddess, but you surprised me." He smiled at her, kneeling down and closing her book.
"That can wait until later. You're going to need your rest." She looked up at him, a defiant cast crossing her sunny leone new xxx sex storys, then she yawned. "You're clearly tired." "It's important," she muttered. "I know." Kyle reached out, scooping her up into his arms.
"But so is what we do tomorrow." She put her arm around his shoulders, smiling as he carried her. "You're right." Her firm breast pressed against his chest, her nipple hardening. Her smile grew and she leaned up to kiss him on the lips. Her kiss was quick, but hot, sending a shiver that raced through him right to the tip of his hardening cock. He set her down on the bed between a pair of sleeping concubines—Toni and Mindy—and slid on top of her. "Umm, this is nice," she purred, her body writhing beneath him, her legs parting.
"I do love the feel of your solid body atop mine." Her legs wrapped around his hips, pulling him in to her. He groaned, shuddering as her pussy engulfed his shaft. She let out a satisfied moan, her hips writhing beneath him. His hips were slow, gentle, trying not to wake up the entire bed with their antics.
Her pussy milked him, writhing about with wonderful pleasure. He buried into her, letting her squeezing cunt work his cock. It was so nice. He nuzzled at her neck, her legs hooking about his, sliding up and down. "Umm, your cock's so nice," she purred, clenching her pussy down and relaxing. "So nice," Kyle agreed, his eyes closing, savoring her sweet embrace.
"I could stay like this forever." "Liar," she giggled. "You'd miss all the other cunts in this room." He dozed atop her. Christy's cheek pressed against his. Her breathing grew softer, and she drifted off to sleep his cock impaled in her. He kissed her cheek, closing his eyes. His cock was hard and nestled in a warm, wonderful spot. Sleep stole over him and he drifted off. He dreamed of his mother beneath him, crying out how much she loved him and missed him. Mom and son different position cock throbbed in her wonderful embrace.
He held her tight, not wanting to ever let her go. "I love you, mom." "I'll always love you, Kyle," she moaned, stroking his back. "Hold me!" His pleasure swelled and he came as he clutched her hard. Then she billowed away. Kyle gasped awake, his cock erupting into Christy's pussy. "I'm sorry, mom," he whispered, pulling away from Christy and his women, sitting on the edge of the bed. "I'd do anything to get you back." He sat there brooding for a few minutes when Britney stepped into the room.
"It is time to get ready." Kyle looked up at her, pushing down his grief. He couldn't afford to be weak. "All right." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hecate commanded and her vessel had to obey.
Faiza's piteous cries and moans couldn't reach the goddess. The woman was powerless. She had accepted to be Hecate's vessel. It didn't matter that her memory had yet to return after the trauma of her rebirth. She was Hecate's puppet now. The vessel left Rashid slumbering, spent from his repeated use of Faiza's body.
Cum dripped out of the woman's holes. More degradation heaped on Faiza's soul. Hecate's plans were proceeding, but Rashid was proving far more stubborn than she had hoped.
"You shouldn't walk through the halls naked," Makerah said, striding out of the darkness. The handsome, unbound Marid leered at Hecate. "I am the Sultana now," she made Faiza say.
"I can walk how I please." Makerah's deep-blue eyes flickered down, his smile growing as he witnessed his father's cum running down Faiza's thigh. "Well, you pleased him, anyway. You earned your position." Hecate heard the whore even though he didn't say it. "I did please him." Faiza's voice had a purring timbre that every man seemed to respond to.
She was the perfect vessel for this goal. Makerah's hand was bold as he reached out and seized Faiza's breast, giving the heavy melon a squeeze; Hecate delighted in the shiver of pleasure that ran through her vessel's body.
"You shouldn't touch your father's wife." He laughed like the booming surf. "I seize what I want." "Isn't that how you became unbound?" Hecate purred through Faiza. "You tried to seize what belonged to your father. And once again, you make that mistake." "I only take what is freely offered," he grinned, thumbing Faiza's dusky nipple. "And you want to offer me every delight that my father took." "Every delight." Another shudder passed through Faiza's body as he rolled her nipple.
"You can take whatever you want from me." Rashid was cold and calculating, the very soul of a Marid. But Makerah was Unbound, a shattered Marid. Caution, forethought, calculation were all missing from him, drained out when his violation of Djinn law shattered him. He could be useful if the father proves intractable. The process had all ready begun. Her tendrils of influence were worming through Makerah's body faster than through Rashid.
The Sultan resisted her subtlety on some, deep level. But Makerah wanted to revel in her body and experience all that she had to offer without thought of the consequences. But my opportunities to imprint him will be small. If Rashid found out his new wife had cuckolded him, Hecate doubted he would react well. Their alliance may not be shattered, but Makerah would be dealt with and Hecate would find her vessel on a far shorter leash.
"It's a shame you're not strong enough to challenge your father," Hecate made Faiza purr, forcing the woman to stroke his muscular chest. "I would rather be your Sultana than your boring, aged father's." "Did he pass out in the middle of fucking you?" "And left me so frustrated." She made Faiza squirm and let out a throaty moan. "I need a real man, not a limp, senile husk." Makerah seized Faiza's hand, thrusting it down his pantaloons to seize his hard cock.
"Is this what you need?" "That's not strong enough for me. I need a man that is stronger than my husband." She made Faiza lean in and whisper into Makerah's ear, "But you could be. With my help." He shuddered as her vessel squeezed his cock. "What help?" "I am a witch. I serve Hecate.
I could enhance you. Make you far karlie and andie lick their orgasmic twats brunette lesbian than just a Marid." "How?" Such greed was in his voice.
Such lust for power. He wasn't thinking.
He didn't consider what hidden snares surrounded Hecate's tasty treat. "You would need to surrender your essence into my hands. I would have to mold you." She made Faiza pull his cock out, bringing it to her dripping pussy.
"I would have to touch every part of you and make you so much more." He thrust his cock into her vessel; Hecate savored the rush of pleasure. "And I could defeat my father." "Oh, yes!" she moaned through Faiza, reveling in the pleasure that cock churned through her vessel. Faiza's body reacted, writhing instinctively into his thrust. "Open yourself up to me. Let me touch your core. You'll enjoy it as much as my cunt." "You whore!" he gasped.
"Give it to me! I want everything you possess! I'll take it all. You can do what you want to me!" Hecate gasped for pleasure, a climax racing through her vessel's body. She had his consent. As Faiza's pussy massaged and convulsed about Makerah's thrusting cock, her tendrils drove deeper into him, changing him, molding him. Conditioning him to her control. He crushed her against the wall, the power of his thrusts growing as she rummaged through the Unbound Marid's essence.
He sucked at Faiza's neck, grunting like a wild animal. Faiza ached with the strength of his thrust, a pleasant pain that mixed with the pleasure of his cock. "Cum in me!" Hecate moaned through Faiza, a second, delicious orgasm wracking her body. "Give everything to me!" Makerah slammed into Faiza. His cock throbbed.
Hot cum pumped into Faiza. His essence. Makerah would be all hers. She let the bliss wash through her. If Rashid should fail her needs, his replacement waited.
"Yes!" she cried out. Such power was within her grasp. The Hidden Realms would be hers. Killing Kyle would merely be a bonus. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Zaritha wove the image of Jabal al-Dhukan out of crackling fire.
It rose out of the barren, red waste of the Ghul lands. A single, rearing mountain. Its slopes were the same, rust red as the rest of the wastelands, but its summit was scorched black. It was like some great fire had consumed the top of the mountain. Britney leaned closer, examining the slopes, looking at the terrain. It was open. There were very little folds or wrinkles to the mountain. No canyons or draws. It was almost a symmetrical cone rising out of the land.
"It is not natural," she said. "It was built," Zaritha agreed. "A prison for the most powerful and dangerous beings. Only the union of all four elemental powers can open it. Anyone can be thrown in, but the five Djinn tribes have to agree to release the prisoner." "I thought we only needed the four elements," Fumi said. "I know we have Christy's staff giving us access to the Ghul's element." "The Ghul guard it. They determine who can approach it. But with Christy's staff, we can bypass their roaming packs that haunt the wastelands and appear upon the summit.
Hopefully, they will have no idea we are coming." "I don't think our luck is that good," Kyle grunted. Zaritha raised her eyebrows. "Have you offended Tyche?" Kyle frowned. "Who?" "Luck goddess," Christy answered. "That is why we should always plan for the worse," Britney said. "We shall assume the Ghul's will come to defend the mountain. Where do we have to be to free Kalila?" "Here," Zaritha said, pointing to the south slope.
Her image enlarged, showing of a more detailed area of the rocky slope. Set into the mountain's slope was an iron disk. "That is the prison door. All four elements must be directed into it at the same time. The locks will turn and Kalila will be freed." "All right," Kyle nodded. "Concubines will form the perimeter. Aaliyah, Zaritha, and Hawaa will conjure homunculi." "The mountain isn't our home," Aaliyah whispered. "I cannot form my homunculi away from our hearth." "Well, I want to rescue a hot Ifrit and I want the place well guarded so that I may take my pleasure upon her body right there on the rocky waste." "Sex is really the great go around to your limitations, Aaliyah," laughed Fatima.
"Kalila will burn your cock off, Master," snorted Zaritha. "She is.feisty." "How did you imprison her?" "Treachery," Zaritha answered. "I placed an emerald necklace about her throat." Aaliyah shuddered. "That is similar to what Christy used on me." "Sorry," Christy muttered.
"You are forgiven," Aaliyah said. "Emerald gemstones rob us of thought. We cannot control our physical bodies and fall into a coma." "How fascinating," murmured Britney. "Diamond keeps you from teleporting and transforming into your essence, sapphire blocks your telepathy." "What does a ruby do?" asked Fatima. "Block telepathy," Aaliyah answered. "That's weird. It does the same thing as sapphire." "A ruby is a type of sapphire," Britney corrected.
"The color comes from various impurity in the crystal." "Oh." "I can teleport us here," Christy announced, rising up. "I have a good fix in my mind." "Let's get in and out as fast as possible," Kyle said as he touched Christy. Britney reached out and placed her arm on Christy's other shoulder.
Phillipa's trembling hand touched Britney's free hand. Britney gave her mate a squeeze, flashing Phillipa a reassuring smile over her shoulder. The concubines pressed in, all reaching out to touch someone. Britney felt a pair of hands on her back. She may not be one of Kyle or his wives sexual partners, but the Foxy hooker rides on a stiff manhood creampie and mature was still glad to be apart of this caring family.
"Do it, Christy," Kyle ordered. Space warped around them. Britney marveled at the non-euclidean geometry her brain tried to interpret as Christy transported them. Her entire body felt compressed, folded. Her atoms felt forced together, overcoming the elemental forces of nature and transforming her into one, giant, impossible atom. And then her atoms sprang back apart and she unfolded upon the slopes of a the red mountain.
Britney stumbled, the ground uneven beneath her feet, and Phillipa gasped, falling backward. Britney seized her mate, keeping her upright as the Rakshasa struggled to maintain her balance. "Shit!" Phillipa gasped as they both fell over, Britney landing atop her. "Fuck!" Fatima cursed behind them. "Thanks, Christy, you landed me in a hole.
I think I wrenched my knees. Fuck, that hurts!" "Conjure the homunculi!" Kyle shouted. Britney heard the alarm in his voice.
She took a deep breath as she struggled to rise. Death permeated her nose. Guys and luscious gals on sex party Ghuls rose up around the rocks around them, howling with rage, and charged at the concubines.
The Ghuls were waiting for them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kyle summoned Earthbones. The Ghuls howled with bloodlust as they swarmed towards Kyle's family. The foul things were naked, covered by waxy, black or gray skin. They moved with a hunched over, clawing gait, their eyes shining red.
Some blurred into writhing clouds of greasy, black smoke, rolling across the rocky ground. "Get ready, girls!" Shannon cried out, the older concubine, gesturing. "Toni, Alexina, Carla head north. Mindy and Lois, cut off that group slithering up the left flank.
Ann, Kayleah, and Chyna protect the Witches. And Hawaa, generate those homunculi or I'll spank your ass so hard!" "Yes!" squeaked Hawaa, the Si'lat reaching behind to touch her sore ass. Kyle strode out to the front, flanked by Ms. Capello and Zaritha. Fire blossomed from the Ifrit, surging out to form a pair of living, fiery guardians.
The first Ghuls howled towards him. Kyle commanded the earth to rise, thrusting up before the first one. The sound of crunching bones was quite satisfying. The concubines fierce cries echoed across the mountain as they surged into the Ghuls. Fire crackled and wind howled. The air grew dry as Britney gathered water to lash at the Ghuls.
A Ghul rushed at him, teeth gnashing. Kyle's katana slashed down, flaring gold. The Ghul's flesh parted, a horrible stench rising up. Ms. Capello's hand lashed out, blurring with her enhanced speed. She seized a cloud of block, rotten stench—a Ghul traveling as its essence. Thanks to Christy's magic, the concubine was able to grip two girls like to please each other cloud and forced the Ghul to assume its physical form.
"What?" the astonished Ghul hissed before Ms. Capello tore out its throat with her fingers. "Watch behind us!" Shannon shouted. "Fumi needs help! Alexina, get down there!" How's the battle going? Kyle asked as his sword cut down another Ghul. He couldn't take the time to scan. He was in the thick of it. Fire crackled on his right.
Zaritha's flames burning hot, guiding the Ghul towards him, protecting the witches and Aaliyah as they stood at the metal door. Zaritha couldn't kill, but she could interfere. *Christy is healing Fatima. She broke her leg when we appeared on the mountain slope. Fumi is pressed, but Britney is handling things well on your right. We're holding.* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Faiza was missing from his bed when he arose.
Dawn was approaching. Rashid slept later than he had planned, drained by his new wife's insatiable lusts. If Rashid's guess was right, Kyle would assault Jabal al-Dhukan at dawn. The Ghul were nocturnal. If Tariq listened to his messenger, Kyle would be swarmed under by the hungry Ghul. They would feast on his flesh and suck the marrow from his bones. Then he could do something about Faiza. He couldn't let her stay and worm Hecate's influence into his court.
But until Kyle was dealt with, he needed to keep Faiza around. She was Kyle's mother. And when he— A thought entered Rashid's mind. Was there another way to use Faiza against Kyle? Rashid created silk clothing to wrap around his body as he slipped from his room and headed to his study. He wanted to watch Jabal al-Dhukan and witness Kyle's destruction. He barely noticed his servants prostrating themselves as he passed. He reached his study, pushing through the curtains of blue silk.
Faiza was in there, draped in the thinnest, most transparent blue silk. She may as well be naked for all the modesty her clothing provided. She sat before his table, his scrying mirror set upon it. She had activated it, showing off the slope of the mountain.
"He just arrived," Faiza purred, giving him a smokey look. "My son and his whores. The Ghul are swarming him." Excitement trembled through Rashid as he sat beside her on the tasseled cushions, gazing into the mirror.
Kyle's Jann sword flashed gold as he manipulated the earth of on the mountain side. Jann, Ifrit, and Si'lat homunculi appeared as his women surged out.
"What are those women?" Rashid frowned. The one next to Kyle seized a Ghul in its vapor form, forcing the Ghul into its physical form. "I thought the majority of his women were human?" "They are," Faiza frowned. "Aaliyah is a Jann and I really did not know Fumi well, but the rest were definitely human." "Then explain that." Those supposedly human female were ripping the Ghul to pieces.
Rashid looked on in disbelief. The Ifrit were the most martial of the Djinn, but the Ghul were the most ferocious. And they were falling like chaff before Kyle's concubines.
"No wonder the Unbound failed," Rashid groaned. "They are familiars," Faiza whispered. "Christy and the other witches have enhanced them. They are beyond humans." Scattered between the concubines were Kyle and his wives wielding the four elemental artifacts.
Earth erupted, fire burned, wind howled, and water surged. The Ghul were faltering beneath the onslaught. Rashid spotted Tariq howling center of a pack of the largest of the beasts. Kyle charged towards that pack, his sword smoothing the ground before him as he raced towards the Sheikh. Two of his concubines raced at his side. One was Zaritha, her fire lashing out and driving back Ghul's trying to flank them.
She couldn't kill a Ghul without breaking the Laws of the Djinn, but that didn't make her fire any more threatening to the near-mindless brutes. "Tariq better rip him apart." Rashid tried to maintain his calm. The walls of his study pressed in around him. "He will fail," Faiza predicted. "The Djinn are not at all capable of dealing with them." "I will have to increase the number of homunculi guarding the palace." "And dismiss your Ifrit," she smiled.
"Kalila will be freed in the hour. You are about to lose control of everything." It crystallized in his mind. There was only one way out of this mess. Kyle had to be eliminated. Force had failed. Everyone that had clashed with him was defeated. Even now the youth was carving through Tariq's most powerful followers.
The Sheikh was about to fall and Kyle would have secured the Ifrit's help. "If you are really Kyle's mother, then you must know things about Kyle," Rashid said. "Things that I or any other Djinn would have no way of knowing about." Faiza's eyes were dark and penetrating. "Why?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kyle wasn't sure who this Ghul was. But he seemed important.
He seemed older, more bent and craggy than the other Ghuls. And Kyle had to cut through a pack of the biggest, meanest brutes on the mountainside to reach him.
A towering Ghul sprang in front of Kyle, sweeping its clawed hands down at Kyle. He moved his katana, slicing through the monster's hand. A second slash cut across the Ghul's body, felling the black-skinned brute.
"That's the Sheikh," Zaritha shouted. "We can end this if we take him." "Ms. Capello!" Kyle shouted, pointing his finger. The Ghul Sheikh dissolved into black vapor. Ghuls were made of the fumes of death, their essence foul and rotten. Ms. Capello surged forward past him, seizing the black vapor as the Sheikh attempted to rise up into the sky.
She wrestled the vapor to the ground, forcing the Sheikh to rematerialize. Kyle stepped up, placing cock hungry coed joleyn burst enjoys a hot and a lusty blowjob befo sharp edge of his sword against the elder Ghul's neck.
"Surrender." The Ghul hissed and spit, struggling in Ms. Capello's grip. His claws racked down her side, blood welling down her side, but she didn't cry out in pain, keeping a tight grip. Kyle pressed his sword harder into the Ghul's neck and declared in his most commanding voice, "Surrender Tariq or I will take your head off." "You will rue this, boy!" spat the Ghul. "Sultan," Kyle corrected. He pressed a little harder; the edge of his sword drew blood. The Ghul stopped struggling.
"Call off your people, swear oaths to your new Sultan, and I shall let you live." Kyle shoved a little harder, more blood trickled around the edge of Kyle's katana. "Keep defying me and not only will I end your miserable existence, I will kill far more of your tribe today.
You have seen my women's skill. They will fall like bowling pins." "Fine!" hissed Tariq. "The Ghul shall follow your rule, Sultan of the Djinn." "Announce it to your people! Call them off! Now!" "Yes.Sultan." Kyle pulled his sword away, ignoring the hatred burning in the Ghul's eyes. Kyle didn't care. He was here to secure the Ifrit, not the Huge tits latina anal fucked in backyard. Sheikh Tariq rose up, holding a hand to his bleeding throat.
"Surrender!" he hissed, his voice booming down the mountain. "Stop the feast." Are there any casualties? Kyle thought to Aaliyah as he seized the Ghul Sheikh's arm. Ms. Capello held a firm grip on the other. *Nothing serious. The witches are healing Mindy.* "Are you okay?" Kyle asked his bleeding concubine. "I'm fine," Ms. Capello answered as they marched the Ghul towards the prison. "Christy's enhancements are quite amazing. I don't even feel the pain." "We kicked their asses, big bro," Fatima smiled, sauntering up.
"How's alexis teaxas jack pov 18 leg?" Kyle asked as she pressed against his side. "Just fine," she smiled, standing up on her tip-toes to give him a kiss. "But that hurt. Teleporting onto a mountain slope is a bad idea." Fumi strolled up, Windfeather transformed into her glasses.
Her all-white eyes fixed on Kyle and she smiled. The breeze whipping down the mountain's slope painted the world for his wife. "The Ghuls are pulling back," she reported, giving him a smile. "That was quite intense. One of them took a bite out Alexina's leg." "Is she fine?" Kyle asked, looking down the slope for his blonde-haired concubine. "Sable attended to her," Fumi nodded. "And I feathered the brute that bit her." Tariq thrashed in Kyle's arm. "You murdered so many of my people." Fumi arched on eyebrow.
"You attacked us." "You trespassed on our land." He licked his lips, inhaling deeply. "So much fresh, delicious meat violating my land. We had every right." "And how did you know we were coming?" Britney asked. Kyle halted before the iron disk set into the blasted, red rock of the mountainside.
Britney, Christy, and Aaliyah waited there. The Rakshasa fixed her fierce eyes on Tariq, the black stripes just fading from her face. "Answer her," Kyle said, squeezing Tariq's arm.
"You were waiting for us." "Rashid," the creature hissed. "He told me you would come to free a prisoner." "How did he know?" Zaritha demanded.
"I never told him that I hid Kalila here. How could he possibly know this is where we'd be?" "A spy." Britney's words sent a chill through Kyle's blood. "Only our family knew we were coming here," Kyle told her. "Me, you, your mate, my wives, and the concubines. Who could have betrayed us?" "Zaritha mentioned that she knew how to bring the Ifrit to you in open court yesterday," Britney pointed out. "It was the logical, next step." "And how did he know this is where Kalila was?" Zaritha asked.
"Did Hawaa slip him a message. Or one of those two daughters that fawn over Fumi. Fumi swelled up. "Naila and Tarah were the ones that told me of Hawaa's plans." "Hawaa didn't betray us," Kyle growled. "No one did. They are our throwing in her pussy as incentive in the pawnshop, Zaritha." The Ifrit shrank before his gaze.
"Rashid may have guessed where you hid her. Or he may have always known." "Well, let us free her and leave," Aaliyah declared. "This mountain top is not the place to discus this." Kyle nodded and stepped up to the circle.
Fatima, Fumi, and Britney spread out around it, all holding their weapons, Windfeather flowing like green quicksilver down Fumi's body to become her asymmetrical bow, called a yumi. "Focus your elements into the disk," Zaritha said. Kyle commanded the earth to touch the disk. Wind blew, rippling Fatima's fire that danced upon the disk. Britney's rain hissed as it fell onto Fatima's flames, the steam whipping around their feet. The disk trembled and Kyle made the earth pry it up.
It held for a moment, a great, magical force fighting Kyle's command. But the power was eroded away and the disk was lifted up. Curled inside was a naked woman, an emerald collar about her throat, sleeping peacefully.
Her hair was black, her skin dark-caramel. Kyle bent down and scooped up the unconscious Ifrit and removed her collar. Her eyes fluttered up, red and hot, gazing up at him. A smile crossed her lips, her hand touched his cheek. "You have saved me," she purred, her voice liquid fire. "Let's return to Khoshilat Maqandeli," he commanded. "And prepare for Sheikh Haleem's arrival." To be continued.