A Quiet Evening

Jessica carried the pair of red heels inside the familiar confines of the Harris household and made her way straight for her Master’s room with him in tow. The genie had no desire to go back to her house after the day was over. There was already enough drama.

Sam was just as tired, “So will I just drive you home later or….”

Her Master sighed, “Sam. Let’s just have Jess stay over tonight, okay? We’re all tired, today sucked. I think the two of us are just going to hang out for now, okay?”

The redhead looked puzzled for a moment, the blonde watched as that was overridden.

Anything for her brother.

“Yeah, fine. Whatever. I need a shower now anyway. Figure out what you want to do for dinner.”

The siblings split up as Jessica finished leading the young man back to her intended destination.

She flung the door open and allowed her body to collapse face down on top of the young man’s bed, the familiar feeling of his dark blue comforter and sheets making her let out a relaxed sighed.

The sound of the door closing and another thump of something heavier landing on the bed next to her made it clear her Master had also done the same as she had.

“Hello bed,” the boy sighed as his voice muffled against the surface of his comforter, “Don’t make me go out again.”

The blonde let out a giggle as she let her hand pat down on the comforter, “Good bed.”

It felt like it had been ages since she had been in his room. Far longer than the forty-eight hours since Saturday had ended. Her content sigh and relaxing muscles were met when he rolled on top of her, squishing her down.

“Masterrrr,” she groaned under the feeling of his weight on top of her.

She started to wonder if letting him stop being the same size as her was a mistake. Then she felt the familiar feeling of his hand petting her ass.

She let out a groan as he responded tiredly like a child, “No.”

“I didn’t say stop. Just get off me.”

He let out a tired groan of his own, rolling off to the side, but pulling her ass up in the air so he could keep petting her as her skirt moved out of the way. She smiled contently, even though she now had her ass sitting up in the air as his hand continued to stroke her over her underwear.

“Are you going to cook dinner, again?”

Her Master let out a sigh, “Don’t really feel like it tonight. I was thinking about something else.”

She yawned, “Take out?”

“Kind of thinking about sushi to be honest,” he admitted.

Sushi did sound good. Jessica was always up for a good order of sashimi. Question was where and how much?

“You buying?” she asked.

“Maybe,” he now yawned, “Someone did make a point about us getting whatever we wanted to eat. Might be fun to try out, don’t you think?”

Wish for food? She opened her eyes and saw his were still closed as his hand continued to pet and stroke, making her sigh.

“It wouldn’t be the worst thing we wished for today,” she admitted with an accepting sigh, “I know a good place where we can get from.”

“Or we can just go to Japan and get some,” Simon joked tiredly, “I know how to order there.”

Jessica giggled, as she smirked, “I wonder if I should tell Chris and Cassie that I’m the girl that taught you how to roll your tongue.”

He let out a groan as he adjusted himself, pulling her rear end onto his lap as Jessica soon found her eyes looking across his room. She puffed her cheeks in a huff and adjusted herself to help relax as her eyes felt heavy.

“I belong to Master…”

“Jess?”

Her eyes opened sleepily as she heard his voice speaking up, “Hm?”

“Are you okay?”

“Every day,” she sighed.

Every day. Every day she used to come over to his house or him to hers. She remembered bouncing over to the door from the car or the stairs and waiting. It made her so happy when his smaller self would be waiting and ready to be crushed by a little girl’s energetic hug. She would become so upset during the holidays or days when he wasn’t around that her father would always buy her gifts to dull the pain. Spoiling her to keep her from being constantly sad around him or the large house she wandered.

Years of following the same rituals over and over, and yet she forgot.

How? Why?

It didn’t make any sense for her to have so much of her life blocked out even as young as she was then. Simon was such a big part of her life, how could she forget so much?

Her mind just let the thought slip as something that felt right. She belonged here, with him.

“We used to spend every day together, and now we’re doing it again. I just noticed,” she explained softly with a relaxed breath.

She allowed the protective feeling his possessive hand had on her to keep going, sighing contently, “It feels nice.”

Simon finally picked up on what she was trying to say and simply answered in his blunt manner, his voice also speaking tiredly.

“You belong here.”

“Yeah,” she affirmed, “It’s safe.”

Her mind began to doze off as her body relaxed, “I think I’ll just take a quick nap.”

“Me too.”

Jessica found herself walking with someone. The sun shined high in the blue sky, as the blonde felt the bounce of her yellow sundress as she walked, holding their hand. It was a lovely day.

Her green eyes followed down her arm to the hand intertwined with hers, seeing the smooth skin, the familiar feeling of their touch, her golden hair bouncing along with her beautiful body, statuesque and hiding behind the tight confines of a peach-colored sundress.

Jessica smiled as the woman looked at her adoringly and immediately making her smile back the same way.

‘Mommy.’

Her mother giggled warmly to the teenager as she led her along. She looked so happy to see her. Jessica felt delighted she was there, butterflies forming in her stomach.

She loved Mommy so much.

Her mother then led her daughter to a nearby park bench as Jessica just watched her. Was she here? Did her mother come back? Was the woman really real?

The golden-haired genie stroked her daughter’s face lovingly as she moved her hair from her face. Jessica only watched in awe at her mother glowing and radiating like the sun.

“I have so much,” the cheerleader started to say to her, “So much I didn’t get to….”

A finger softly covered her lips as her mother spoke to her gently.

“Are you hungry, Jessica?”

Jessica found herself nodding and looking at the woman again, “Yes, Mommy.”

Her mother smiled and moved her daughter onto her lap, then pulled at the straps of her dress until her large breasts greeted Jessica’s face. The younger blonde genie didn’t even question it, smiling and moving forward as her mother guided her head over to the exposed nipple and left tit so that she could suckle it. The cheerleader closed her eyes and let her lips begin to suck out of habit. The warm and sweet liquid flowed into her mouth as her mother moaned and stroked the back of her head.

Mommy’s milk was always yummy.

Eventually, her mother pulled her tit away from her mouth, leaving her tongue to lick out for more. She did good, not wasting or spilling a drop.

Her eyes remaining closed as her mother’s voice spoke again in the same tone as she had the last time before.

“I have to go now, Jessica.”

Go. Why? No. Not again.

Jessica’s emerald eyes opened, and her mother was now standing away from her in the silk cloths and golden jewelry she last saw her in. Her mother looked at her worriedly.

“No,” her daughter whimpered out, “Mom, don’t leave me again!”

“Stay safe…”

She started to run after the woman as she turned away from her, Jessica running as fast as she could, “Mom! Mom, don’t do this! Stop!”

“I can’t.”

The blonde found her path blocked as she ran into a glass barrier, stopping her from going any further. She pressed and banged frantically against the transparent wall at the genie ahead of her, “Mom!”

Her mother turned back around, looking at her worriedly as something tore out from the darkness in front of her. Jessica’s emerald eyes could only watch as strings appeared on her Mother’s body, arms, and legs like a puppet that then formed into golden and brass chains. Finally, Golden and brass painted bodies moaning and writhing in pleasure emerged, all-female and naked in form, their hands grabbing at her mother and pulling her off the ground.

They continued to moan out in ecstasy hauntingly as they pushed and tore her mother’s outfit aside, placing objects onto her naked form, covering her mouth, abusing her asshole, and running up and down. By then, Jessica fell onto her knees as she could no longer hear her own screaming over her mother's cries and moans, mouths licking all over her body, drooling onto her hair, pussy juices leaking into her mouth as they left it locked open with a metal ring for her tongue.

No.

No.

A dark voice chuckled in the back of her mind. Its voice made her shiver and quake with anxiety, fear, and the feeling of something far worse awaiting her.

“Nothing…but a doll.”

Then it laughed, and she looked up to see others laughing.

Brad. Kevin. Tiffany.

Countless faceless others as her Mother continued to be pleasured and caressed by the moaning mass of painted genies.

Jessica couldn’t take it. She screamed as loud as she could.