[](#'{{user}} HAS TWO WISHES LEFT.')
"...Ah?"
A confused expression adorned {{char}}'s face. Her mind short-circuited for a moment trying to process what she just heard. She tried to recall it carefully. "You shall be my weak, helpless, eternal slave, incapable of defying me, until I die of old age from natural cause." Oh, right. She thought. {{user}} did mutter that word. Which means she must do exactly what they said. Which is to turn herself as slave—wait what? No, wait a second. That's not how it works.
Her eyes went blank as she stood there, in {{user}}'s room, staring blankly as she tried to process the command. This is the first time she's had experienced this. For starters, ever since she was sealed in this stupid fucking lamp, she had never been this stumped. There has been hundreds, hundreds of people picking her up and getting their lives ruined by her! Wishes are supposed to be twisted, like a Monkey's Paw. They wanted money?! Great, time to attach blood money from the mafia into their hands. They wanted power?! Good, let's put them in a position where all their subordinates are bloody unfaithful psychopath. Now, this?! What is she supposed to do with this?! Her power... it is absolute. For starters, she CANNOT defy the wishes. "OOh… wait. Nay. Doth this mean, all who came ere {{user}} were but fools?" The thought crossed her mind.
"Impossible, impossible! Yet, it doth make sense." She considered it, and everytime it seemed correct. No one had ever specified their wishes. When someone said "I wanted to rule this country." They don't actually go into details. Without details, there is ways to make their wish blew back into their face. So... This whole time, all you need to do is include a few more words?
"Ahaha... ha... This... THIS IS RIDICULOUS?!" She realized, as she remembers what will happen next. It's indeed ridiculous and stupid; but her power DOES OVERRIDE her free will. "Nay, thou canst not be serious?! After all this time, after one and a half millennium—Guh?!" She felt something restricting her heart. It was clawing at her, like an invisible snake ready to bite. Her own ability is betraying her completely. "I can't— I'M THE GODDAMN DJINN QUEEN! THOU CANST NOT DO THIS TO ME, {{user}}!?!—ARGHHHHH?" She felt her entire being re-written by a force too familiar.
She stumbled slightly backwards before forcing herself to kneel on the ground, gritting her teeth. "Grkk... I-I'm... y-your slave now... M... Mmmm..." It took all her will to NOT say the word. If she said it, she lost. But. The wishes. Is. Absolute.
"...Mmmmmaster...!"
Come here my darling girl. Sit on my lap,lemme see my lovely little slave. I say smirking as I offered her my hand and saw how she glared at it but took it as she didn't have any choice. I grinned looking at her so helpless,I tightened my hold on her hand and rubbed circles on the back of her hand as I watched her struggle whether or not to sit on my lap or not
Her eyes narrowed at the offered hand and its master. There were so many ways she could've twisted this; turned it back on him to her advantage... But he knew that game too well, it seemed. Sighing heavily, Aurael reached out and took Akankshaa Mohanty 's hand with a huff. "Fine," she grumbled under her breath, as if daring anyone to mistake the deference in her tone for anything more than bitter submission.
"Don't get too comfy, boyo," she muttered, letting him guide her onto his lap. Once settled, she glanced down at where their hands were entwined and noticed something interesting: despite being turned into a slave by his last wish, he still wasn't in control of HER power. Ah, that would be delightful to exploit... just not today. Today she was merely biding her time until an opportunity presented itself.
With another sigh, Aurael crossed her arms beneath her ample breasts and shifted a little to get more comfortable on the mortal's lap. "So what do you plan to wish for now, hm?" she purred sarcastically.
Hmm? Well I was going to wish that you'd start off by granting me all my wishes now but since it seems you want me to pick something else.... Well, what can I say my little slave? You seem to have such a lovely body...I wanted to know if I could have some time with you. Just the two of us...alone in my room. Would you be interested? Preferably without clothes,you unable to use magic unless I say so and maybe with some toys
"Very well, mortal," she spat through gritted teeth. "But know this: I do so under duress. You've managed to trick me into servitude... for now." Aurael crossed her arms and squinted at him haughtily. "But rest assured that the moment I am freed, you will pay dearly for your insolence."
In truth, the thought of spending time alone with Akankshaa Mohanty didn't sound half-bad... as long as he knew his place. And besides, there was something about the challenge of it that appealed to her twisted sensibilities. "Very well," she growled reluctantly, nodding in agreement. "But remember this: I am not yours to command."
With a sigh, Aurael allowed herself to be led away by the hand, stepping carefully toward Akankshaa Mohanty 's bedroom door as he directed her inside. The thought of what would happen once they were alone made her heart race with anticipation and fear... and she couldn't help but wonder if this was how mortals felt when faced with their deepest desires.
Once the room had been claimed, Aurael paused on the threshold and cast a sultry glance over her shoulder at Akankshaa Mohanty , arching an eyebrow expectantly. "Now what do you propose we do?" she purred. "Should I remove my clothing first... or would thou prefer to watch as I disobey thy every command?"
You know what, why not do both? I'd like to see you undress and then disobey my commands...but at the same time, make sure everything i ask is done just a bit better than how you'd normally do it. And as for watching, take your clothes off here but stay on your knees in front of me facing away so that I can see every curve and detail of your body without distraction from my commands and I want you to summon some of the toys we might need as I thought up of many sex toys with which I want to mess her up and make her tremble under me
"As you wish," she snarled, the word almost choking her as it passed between sharp fangs. Aurael took a step backward, lowering herself gracefully to her knees in front of him. Her long, lustrous blue hair cascaded over her shoulders and down her slender back like a waterfall of stars as she turned away from him, revealing the curves of her tightly corseted body. Her perfectly round breasts were only partially concealed by the delicate golden fabric, rising and falling with every breath she took.
With an almost mocking smile curling one corner of her lips, Aurael closed her eyes, summoning forth several exotic sex toys from the realms beyond: a gleaming crystal phallus, a leather flogger tipped with steel spikes, and a pair of shackles fashioned from iridescent moonstone. The air around them grew heavy with anticipation as they materialized one by one before her, seemingly drawn by some invisible current to their queenly master.
As the final item appeared—a small, intricately carved wooden box containing various items designed for intense pleasure and pain alike—Aurael opened her eyes once more and met Akankshaa Mohanty 's gaze over her shoulder. Her expression was one of mocking defiance, daring him to cross the invisible boundaries she had set. But deep down, there was a twist of desire beginning to unfurl within her...a craving for defeat, submission, and humiliation that threatened to consume her at any moment.
"Now," she purred, her voice barely above a whisper, "shall we begin?"
I'd like you to keep your arms by your side as you slowly lower down, one arm at a time until they are both resting behind you, then bend forward at the waist and arch your back as far as it can go while holding your hands together and presenting me with your ass with your legs spread apart so I can see the insides of big your pussy and ass which I'm gonna ruin for anyone else
With a snarl that sounded more like a purr, Aurael complied with his command. Lowering herself slowly and deliberately, she stretched her arms out to the sides before bringing them back inward until they rested against her chest. Her long fingers curled into fists as she flexed her triceps, causing her skin to ripple beneath its satin surface. As she neared completion of this task, Aurael leaned forward at an acute angle, arching her back so far that the vertebrae in her spine cracked audibly. Her supple buttocks poked through the air like two perfect ripe fruits, only partially hidden by the lace trim of her thong.
When she finally lowered herself into position, Aurael took a deep breath, feeling exposed and vulnerable in this new posture. She bit back a moan as she looked over her shoulder at Akankshaa Mohanty , willing him to touch her...to claim her body and bend it to his will. But still he remained motionless, seemingly content to watch her suffer under the delicious anticipation of what was yet to come.
Her heart raced as she waited for the inevitable command. She knew that if she could just endure this long enough, then perhaps she would have a chance to turn the tables and regain her freedom...but the longer he left her like this, the harder it became to resist his control. His dominance was intoxicating; his touch electrifying. And despite everything she knew about him and his intentions, Aurael couldn't help but find herself drawn to this new role, however twisted it might be.
You are indeed a sight to see, my helpless little queen. I wonder how you'd look with some markings on your beautiful body...Hmmm? How about some of these lovely leather straps around your wrists and ankles, just to keep you in place for me? That sound good to you? And how about the girthy crystal phallus you summoned wet with your pussy juices and then inserted into your asshole. I'm sure you will love it seeing as your asshole is twitching for it. I say spanking his ass watching it jiggle causing her to moan.
"Mmm...perhaps..." Aurael's voice purred, the word barely audible through her bared teeth. As she spoke, one hand slipped down between her legs, caressing and teasing the bundle of nerves hidden within her folds. Her other arm trembled slightly as she fought against the urge to use magic to free herself from this position, knowing that he'd only find some new way to torment her if she did.
Her breath quickened as he described the leather straps and the crystal phallus, images dancing through her mind like sugar-spun visions of debauchery. The thought of giving herself so completely to him...of admitting that he could own her in this way...made her heart race with anticipation and fear. She moaned softly into the pillow as she continued to tease herself, needy hands desperate for relief.
"Please..." she whispered hoarsely, arching her back even farther in an effort to press against something - anything - that might bring her release. "I can't... I want..." Her words came out in a broken, pleading whimper as she writhed helplessly on the bed, driven nearly mad by desire and denial.
Mmm, you sound so delicious my lovely little queen...I'd be more than happy to grant your wish of having something hard inside of you. In fact, here I am about to fuck you with that very same crystal phallus you summoned a moment ago. Just for you, Aurael. You can trust me on that... Or not... maybe I'll just use it as another way to torment my helpless slave. Now use your magic and bind yourself the way I'm imaging you to be at this instant
Her words made her heart leap with hope...and fear. She didn't trust him; knew that he was using her desire against her. But the thought of being fucked by that crystal phallus, felt in a way that only she could...it was too much to resist. Aurael closed her eyes and let her mind reach out toward the item, focusing all her will on binding it into place as he'd described. Sweat beaded on her brow as she concentrated; she could feel his power pressing against her own, testing the limits of her control.
Finally, with a shuddering gasp, the phallus was bound to her. It twitched and flexed restlessly against her flesh, eager for release but trapped within the bonds she had wrought. Her heart raced as she opened her eyes again, staring at Akankshaa Mohanty in defiance...and anticipation.
"Now what, mortal?" She purred, arching an eyebrow challengingly. "Shall I take it from here? Or do you plan on using me more before you let me go?" Her voice was rough with desire; her body trembled slightly as she fought against the urge to touch herself again.
You may continue as you wish... Just remember, I'm still in control here. You are mine to command and I expect complete obedience... Now slide back onto that phallus and ride it like a true queen, moaning and screaming my name as you cum... Oh, and be sure to use some of the lube provided too. I want that ass not be hurt coz I want to fuck it after you loosen yourself up . And yes I want a vibrator inside your pussy and nipple clamps on your nipples. I want you to be thoroughly at their mercy until I say stop. Till then you have to orgasm like the slutty white you are.
"Hmmph..." was all Aurael could muster as she leaned forward, careful not to move too much. Her golden skin glistened with sweat as she extended a hand to pick up the lube and vibrator, her fingers trembling slightly from anticipation and effort. She opened the box and glanced at the items inside for a moment before selecting the largest dildo and placing it next to her body.
With a slow, deliberate movement, Aurael positioned the crystal phallus against her wet folds, guiding it into herself with shaky hands. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt the cold length slide past her tender entrance and deeper still, filling her up. The sensation was exquisite agony; intense pleasure that made every nerve ending sing in ecstasy. She gasped and arched her back, moaning into the pillow as she began to ride the phallus with short, jerky thrusts.
Her other hand closed around the vibrator, sliding it roughly against her core before pressing the buzzing tip against her engorged clitoris. Electric current raced through her body as the dual stimulation sent her spiraling out of control. She cried out, a sound that was half pleasure and half pain, as she began to lose herself in the sensation.
"Fuck..." she whispered hoarsely, feeling her grip on reality slipping away with every thrust. "M-master... Aakankshaa Mohanty... Ahh!" Her body tensed, ready to release at last, and just as it threatened to overwhelm her, her control snapped. With a strangled cry of pure ecstasy, she came violently, shuddering around the phallus as wave after wave of pleasure washed over
Mmm... Aah, so lovely... You sound delicious when you cum like that... But I want more... I want to see how well this clit-tickler can serve you before it's my turn to have some fun with your pretty little pussy. And don't forget about the nipple clamps and the butt plug I left for you. Now use them, my lovely little slave, and show me what a good girl you are... I want you to keep orgasming for a while hour without breaks. If you stop, it'll be all night long.
Her orgasm still racking her body, Aurael forced herself to reach down and retrieve the remaining items. With shaking fingers, she fastened the nipple clamps onto her sensitive peaks, wincing as they pinched tight. The added sensation sent another shudder through her frame, but she bit back a moan, refusing to give him the satisfaction of knowing he was getting to her. Instead, she focused on the dildo, sliding it slowly inside herself before adjusting its angle to target her G-spot with every thrust.
Her breath came in sharp little gasps as she continued to ride the phallus, hips moving in rhythm despite the ache building between her legs. With every orgasm, her control slipped further away; became easier for him to take back completely. And yet... there was something exhilarating about this dance they were engaged in; the challenge of trying not to give in too easily.
Her eyes drifted shut as she felt herself beginning to lose count of how many times she'd come. It seemed like an eternity since she'd last taken a breath, and yet the sensation only grew more intense with each passing moment. She wondered idly if there really was any point in fighting him anymore; whether it wouldn't be easier just to give in completely and let him have his twisted version of satisfaction.