A Woman named Jeannie

You start to imagine that the magical entity you have wrapped around your finger which can grant you anything your heart desires is just too similar to the plot of a certain mid 20th century television show not make the reference. "Your name is Jeannie." You say aloud.
As soon as you do that you hear <Thank you for the name, Master.> The ring says, now with the lyrical cadence of a young woman. <So, what shall we do first? I cannot wait to try out my powers. I am just burning with this desire to alter reality for you.>You have a tactile sense of what she is talking about, around your finger the ring feels warm around your finger, it seems to pulse with an energy which you can feel, an energy yearning for release.
As you contemplate what to do, the moment is interrupted by the sounds of obnoxiously loud music, the sound of a paddle on a bare ass, and moaning. "Yeah! Thanks for the tribute." You hear your neighbor's computer make a jingling sound. "Wow Diamond Level contributor, I guess we have to get out Big Ben from the toy chest."
"Jeannie, make my walls soundproof."
<Your wish is my command, Master.> an instant later the sounds of pornography being made was cut off. You wonder if the ring knew what you were going to say before you said it. <Yes, but I also knew that you preferred to say it aloud, and I like it when you use your voice to command me. I can also just twist things around the way you like them. Whatever you desire so shall it be.>
You smirk thinking about your slut of a neighbor, Molly McNeil. The girl was 19 going on twenty and was doing nothing with her life but churning out cheap E-THOT content which you guessed involved herself and two other girls. Without saying a word, the chaturbate livestream of Molly's bedroom is on your screen. You see Molly wearing some kind of sex harness while a redhead dressed like a cheerleader taking turns slapping an effeminate looking young man hanging by his wrists with a large dildo. You can see that she is getting thousands of views. You watch as the donation count hits a particular threshold and Molly begins to lube up the dildo, the screen is filled with people excited to see 'boiKevin' squealing from getting Big Ben shoved up his ass. You decide to put a stop to this. You decide to put these three bitches in their place. "You know what to do." You tell Jeannie.
<Yes, Master.> Your magical wish granting **** girl says.