Family Matters

“MOM!”

Jessica shot up from the bed in a cold sweat, her breasts heaving as she panted for air, her head looking around disoriented.

Her eyes looked around in a panic for only a moment, then squinting shut as she realized that she was awake.

Master was gone. Where did he go?

“Master?” she called out with her mind worriedly.

“Downstairs. Little help,” his voice called out.

Quickly she jumped out of the bed, ignoring the fact her skirt was unzipped and unbuttoned as it fell to the floor, and left her Master’s bedroom. She followed the hallway and down the stairwell as she watched her Master’s body landing on the floor of his living room with a thud.

“Ow.”

His face winced as Jessica stopped and readied to call out to him as she saw the sight of his redheaded sibling in a knee-length white shirt stand over her brother.

“Seriously, Simon! How’d you do that move on Brad?” Sam asked her brother as she held up her arms in disbelief.

“You’ve been holding something back this whole time! C’mon, tell me!”

Jessica frowned as she immediately went to her Master’s aid and scolded his sibling, “Sammy, stop using him as test dummy!”

She helped her Master off the floor who smiled upon seeing her as Sam shrugged and raised an eyebrow, “What? Simon’s always helped me practice stuff before! You’ve seen me do it all the time!”

Jessica stuck up her nose as she held her ground, “And Master has kept himself in good shape because of it, but he doesn’t need to relive the-“

“Jess what the hell!” Sam suddenly snapped at her angrily.

The blonde felt confused by her friend’s sudden interruption as she began to stare at her in disbelief and then shook her head violently as she put Simon’s back to her.

“I wish you’d put your damn skirt back on! Why are you running around my house without any pants!” the redhead suddenly blushed as she tried to block her Master’s eyes.

Jessica looked down confused as she realized why her legs had felt so free in their movement. The genie’s face turned bright red at the sight of herself. Simon continued to cock his head off to the side confused.

“Wait, she noticed?”

“How! I’ve been walking around in that outfit for half the afternoon!”

Jessica let out a proverbial squeak as she hid herself behind Simon. Sam removing her hand as she pointed at her brother, “Simon! Don’t look behind you! Jess just go back upstairs and fix your clothes! Or find some damn pants at least! Jesus! No peeking!”

The redhead shook her head and removed herself from the room to wash her face off, “I wish you two had more awareness, god!”

Luckily Sam didn’t make the wishes in the family. She felt her Master’s hand return to its place on her ass as he sighed, “I guess if you remove a portion of the outfit then someone will notice.”

The genie frowned as her face remained pink, “Well that’s just great…”

Simon smiled at her with a nervous laugh as he led his genie back to his room before Sam could come back.

“Thanks for the rescue, though. I couldn’t show her what I did earlier without her making a hole in the wall,” he admitted in a whisper.

“Silly Simon,” she muttered before puffing her left cheek and looking at him annoyed, “You were supposed to stay in bed with me.”

He tilted his head looking confused by her thought, “Ah. I was?”

She nodded aggressively as he sighed and rubbed his head, “Sorry then, Jess. I got pulled away by Sam because my parents called.”

The genie blinked in surprise as now she was the one who found herself tilting her head back at him, “Your parents?”

Her Master nodded as he looked down from the top of the stairs in the direction where Sam went, making sure neither of them were seen, “They’re still out of town, but apparently the school called to tell them what happened. You did get me out of trouble, but they were worried about Sam and me. Got a lecture, but Sam brought up what Brad said and did, and how you were here.”

The blonde nodded as she re-entered his room and she listened to him explain. Simon and Sam’s parents were good people, but now remembering everything, Jessica realized how her relationship with his parents changed as she stopped being friends with him and more with his sister.

“I told them we were hanging out again,” he mentioned, his face turning to a softer smile as he relived the moment in his head.

It was mellow-but-warm sense of pride in feeling that he had her back in his life, “Dad took it better than Mom did, but she just doesn’t want to see me hurt again. Sam explained how we’ve been hanging out all weekend and that I got you to break up with ‘that piece of crap who treated her like a hot piece of ass’.”

Jessica let out a laugh as she smiled, “They probably scolded her for that one.”

“Yeah….”

He then smiled, “I got to tell Dad that I had a moment like him. They didn’t react well to that one, but they still smiled.”

Oh right, Sam did tell her that story. The one where their father decked out his mother’s boss for being an asshole toward her.

Jessica smiled, knowing he had just done what he thought was the same thing for her. She always liked being around the family together when she was younger. It made her feel wanted. Even for a rich girl who apparently had it all. Though if Simon had a call from his parents, it would mean she’d have a call from her father at any point.

He and Stephanie were meant to return to town this afternoon. That meant the staff would, too. Once again the Edwards Manor would be in the hands of the Master and Mistress of the house.

Clad in her red-plaid underwear and black socks, the blonde genie bit her lip nervously and ran back to her Master’s bed with him in tow, knowing her cell phone was still nearby.

In addition to remembering his family, there were also the fresh memories of the strange dream and nightmare she had.

It appeared that all of her dreams had become strange and familiar all at once to the genie.

“Simon,” she said with some effort, then frowned as she pushed herself closer to him and allowed his arms to wrap around her.

“I-I, I had a nightmare,” she finally admitted, “One about Mom.”

Her body retreated into itself as her eyes widened fearfully, the genie bit her lip and looked at her Master worriedly, “She looked so pretty and, and then she had to leave, and there was this voice and other genie just grabbed her and pulled her away. I couldn’t do anything and-and this voice, this voice called her nothing but a doll….”

The blonde placed her hands in front of herself as she leaned forward, “I don’t know if it was real or not, but she was there and then…!”

Her left hand reached up and began rubbing her forehead with a frown as she began to hear herself speaking in the frantic and worried tone. The woman left her and made her father forget her. Her mom bound her as a genie! Why was she suddenly caring so much.

“I must sound crazy,” she sighed and shook her head.

Her Master looked down, and then over to her, speaking his mind softly.

“I think you sound like you’re worried about your Mom, Jess.”

She looked up at her Master and his boyish features, then ran her right hand over his face as she looked off in thought, “I do?”

Her hand felt him nod as he placed his own hand over it, “It’s not a bad thing to care about your Mom. She’s the reason you’re here, but it’s hard because it’s-”

“-Complicated. Right?” she interrupted in assuming, her eyes glancing up at the young man as he shook his head.

“No. Because she left you,” he reminded, “Jess, she was your Mom, and she was taken from you. She left you because she was **** to. That’s traumatizing for any child, but in your case? Being who you are? There’s no way of knowing what that could’ve done.”

He was right. His body drawing closer as his hand stroked her back in comfort as she looked up at him through her hair, “It’s hard…”

In that moment, Jessica felt her lips trembling along with her eyes as she clenched her hands down tightly onto the blue comforter of his bed.

“I want her back,” she whispered.

Her voice grew louder as she was more determined, “I’m going to be mad, confused, and I won’t know how to say anything, but I don’t care. I want to see my Mom again, Master! I need to know!”

“Then I’ll bring her back.”

The voice of her Master’s thoughts snapped her from her upset demeanor as he returned to looking determined and serious at the hardwood of his floor, holding down tightly on her hand.

“I’ll bring her back, Jess,” his hazel eyes were focused and locked onto hers, “I’ll do that for you.”

She felt confused as he suddenly stood up and released her hand, his attention now on his backpack on the floor, unzipping one of the smaller compartments to reveal her ring box. He clutched it in his hand and then brought it back to the bed with him.

“Step one is figuring out where this came from.”

Jessica felt confused as she rubbed her eyes and looked down at the golden box with her name engraved on it, when did he, “How did you get that?”

He ran over the strange designs and symbols with his finger, examining it, “When I was making sure no one was in your room and picked it up off the floor. You mentioned it, so I decided to make sure it didn’t get taken or lost.”

He handed the small box to her as she fiddled with it in her lap, her Master’s breath on her as he leaned over, “I can understand some of it, but it’s not exactly a complete script, whatever language it is. Since we proved that we can bind your magic into items, I’m guessing we need to figure out if your Mom made this herself, or if someone made it for her.”

Jessica felt herself registering what he was saying to her as she looked at the strange carvings and engraved symbols in the gold and jewelry. Her name was easy enough to make out, but she couldn’t understand any of the other things around it like Simon could. Combined with Cassie’s explanation on magical items and her Master’s research, the genie then came to a realization.

“You think someone made this and the ring for my Mom?”

Simon nodded, “Yeah. It doesn’t make sense to me that a genie would make their own binding. Otherwise your Mom wouldn’t have needed to leave you here. She could’ve just bound herself to something she made.”

He pointed at the box while looking at her, “I think that your Mom had this made for you, then infused it somehow. There might be a clue if we can figure out where it came from.”

Find the person who made the box, find more answers, but why not just wish for her Mother to appear?

“Master, why don’t we just ask my Mother that and wish her here?”

He nodded to her, but then scratched his head, “I thought about that. It would be easy enough. Though, if it was so easy to do why would your Mom go to so much trouble to appear only when you received the box? Based on the behavior you told me and everything she said, she was operating out of a sense of fear for you. She probably planned this so that she’d have a window where she wasn’t caught. So, I think if we figure out where this came from we might find something similar to bring her here without getting her into more trouble. At least, I hope so. There’s definitely a risk involved.”

Okay, so at least there was a plan involved. That meant the next step.

“Then we need to wish to find out where the box came from,” she understood.

She took a deep breath and sighed as she clutched it, “But today has been crazy enough. You probably have enough on your hands with everything here.”

Her Master smiled as she fell backward onto his bed, rolling her eyes, “There’s always tomorrow, Jess.”

The genie rolled onto her stomach and looked up at her Master over her shoulder, “I guess so. I’m kind of worried about going back and seeing what Kevin did to people like Coach Peralez.”

Simon smirked as he stroked his hand over her ass again, “I know you can handle it. You just need to prepare yourself.”

Her eyes rolled again as she scoffed, “You mean like Sam downstairs? Now she reacts to me dressed like this. Should’ve just Simon Says-ed her again. Wish there was a way to make it less embarrassing….”

She looked away in a moment she would instantly regret doing. Her Master’s voice going quiet as she poked at the box that she placed on the plaid skirt that sat in front of her.

“So about….”

Jessica looked at her Master as his face was blank and his eyes looking upward in thought.

Oh no.

No, not Startup Mode again! She felt herself blushing as she gulped from the sudden on-rush of nervousness. He held up his finger.

“I have an add-on for Simon Says.”

Oh no.

“M-Master, if it’s a bad idea let’s…”

He didn’t waste any time, jumping back on the bed and rolling on top of her, pinning his genie to the bed. Simon then leaned his mouth against one of her ears, brushing her hair away as he wished huskily into her ear.

“I wish any time you utter the phrase, “I must always do as Simon Says” anything anyone sees you acting or doing-by yourself or with me-that’s something out of the ordinary is treated as normal or ignored.”

Oh fuck.

She let out a moan as she tried to keep herself from smiling as she arched her back out as the surge of energy shot down her spine and into her panties with his waiting hand pressing against her. Her Master continuing to stroke her as she kept her eyes closed from the sudden spike.

“I must always do as Simon says.”

The voice in her head replayed the quote in her head as she felt her eyes fluttering. The wishes like this one always felt so good, her poor lower lip once again abused from her biting down on it.

Her Master quickly kissing the side of her face from behind as he pulled away and off her. Jessica found herself regaining her bearings as she looked over her shoulder with a pout coming on.

He didn’t give her almost any warning that time, and the way the young man phrased it wasn’t any help.

“That’s not very nice, Master,” she whined.

He titled his head again, a sudden feeling of confusion as he raised his eyebrow, “What do you mean?”

She turned herself over, sitting up as she pressed her legs together, her eyes becoming bashful as she felt another wave of embarrassment, “I must always do as you say? It’s like you want me to remind myself that I belong to you…”

His face suddenly turned red from blushing as he realized the connotation from his words. He felt surprised, which made the genie suddenly smile from his reaction.

That boyish innocence made him look so cute.

“I-I wasn’t thinking about that when I had the idea, Jess! But…”

“I must always do as Simon says,” the blonde uttered softly, allowing herself to look in his eyes as her face smoldered.

“You wished for me to do exactly as you say the last time we were here together, now you wish for me to remind myself I have to do as my Master tells me. Are you sure that isn’t what you wanted?”

He let out a grunt as the bulge in his pants looked too hard to handle for him, Simon trying to adjust himself as he shook his head.

“I-It’s…it’s just a fucking hot consequence. I’m-I’m just trying to protect you like I promised!”

Jessica’s eyes narrowed as she pulled back, “How?”

Simon let himself lean back against his bedframe and pillows as he took a moment to take a deep breath, “I just gave my friend a reality altering amulet that works on the whole school. A school that he thought you were responsible for helping ruin his life.”

He looked at her as she felt him being serious again, “I still have to make sure you have the power to protect yourself. You’re a lot better with your Simon Says power, this just makes it easier to get around.”

Simon was always honest with her, and while he wished for her to understand, the fact was she was sometimes still confused by her Master’s logic.

He always wanted to protect her. Yet he gave her a power that enforced a feeling of ownership at the same time. The genie shuddered as she felt a pleasurable spike run down her spine again while she sat on her knees.

Why did it feel so good to think about belonging to Simon?

“Jess?”

The cheerleader blinked as her thoughts snapped back to the boy in front of her, “Hm?”

“We still need to test it.”

"Okay, but how-"

The genie was caught off guard when her cellphone started ringing behind her. Her face paled when she was who it was on the caller id. Her emerald eyes shot worriedly at her Master as her lip trembled, and then answered the button hesitantly.

Her voice nervous as she spoke.

"Um. Hi Daddy."