Ask some questions, and confer with Emma.

"...are you... Sure you're okay with this?" Edward asked Claire slowly. Emma punched his shoulder.

"Hey, she did a bunch of messed up things in the past too, like when she had Liam beaten up by a few members of the football team for not doing her homework for her, I say, who cares if she's okay with it?" she asked him, referring to one of their old high school friends.

"Anyone who's not a ****," Edward replied flatly. Emma paused, and grimaced, conceding the point.

"Okay, fair enough. Got so caught up in the idea of taking advantage to get payback, the implications didn't register," she admitted.

Claire giggled in amusement. "I assure you, Master, Emma, I'm more than fine with it," she asserted. "This existence is far better than anything I experienced as a human. It's well worth being a submissive slut, and the only reason anyone has to be ashamed of that is because society slut shames the hell out of us, and we grow up doing silly things like being embarrassed about our bodies."

"Shouldn't I be wishing you free through?" Edward asked her. "It just... seems wrong for you to be compelled to be enslaved..."

"...Master, is it wrong for you to be compelled to breathe? This is my nature now, and it comes with such fulfillment, I couldn't possibly comprehend it as a human..." Claire pouted. "Also, you COULD wish me free... but the Lamp would just claim you or someone else you offered as its genie next. Once it's filled, it won't go empty until it's... satiated."

"Satiated?" Edward inquired.

"It basically feeds on sexual energies created by granting desires. And before you say anything, yes, I AM aware of how much it sounds like an excuse for sexy things to happen in some low budget porno flick," Claire giggled. "But it's actually happening. And I'm honestly quite eager for it to continue! If you did set me free... I'd just want back into the Lamp, and then I'd have to share this with whoever briefly replaced me or something. Now that I've experienced this nirvana, well, if you'll pardon the expression, you can't put the genie back in the bottle on this."

"...if I am your Master, then I order you to tell me truthfully, are you still Claire, or just the Lamp saying this?" Edward asked.

"A bit of both, honestly. Though my Claire side is definitely changed. Gaining a sudden sense of the fact that others weren't just NPCs in my life is what did that though, not exactly brainwashing. Just a new perspective, and understanding of how harmful I truly was," Claire replied, regret clear on her expression.

"...damn, I was thinking you becoming a genie could make for good karma, but it's not much of a punishment if you're actually enjoying it," Emma noted with a disappointed sigh.

Edward picked the Lamp up again, and said, "Let's... Head inside before someone looks over a fence, and figure out what to do with... This whole situation." He waved helplessly towards Claire, who giggled a bit.

"Sounds good," Emma replied, and took his key to go back around to the front of the house, go inside, and unlock the back door so Edward could enter with the conspicuous Genie discreetly. Once they were inside, Edward closed the sliding glass door behind them.

"So, what should we do with Claire?" he asked, and Emma considered, before looking over at Claire.

"Hmm, well, are there any limits to your abilities?" Emma inquired of Claire, staring at her as she floated before Edward, posturing in a way that accentuated her breasts. "And how many

"Mmmnh, well, Emma... Or perhaps I should call you Mistress, if Master shares?" Claire suggested.

"...I like the sound of that," Emma grinned, getting a slightly exasperated look from Edward, but he chose not to comment. Smart man.

"I basically have no limit to the number of wishes I can grant per Master," Claire nodded. "The limits are instead based on my speciality. The wishes must be related to sex in some way. Other than that, I simply just can't do anything too crazy. I'll let you know if something is beyond my power if you wish for it, but unless you wanna do something downright insane like blowing up the sun, we shouldn't have that problem."

"Yeah, we'll pass on blowing up the sun, not sure how we could relate that to sex anyway, unless we wished to orgasm at the sight or something..." She then looked at Edward. "You know, Ed... We could definitely spice up our sex life with this..."