Jessica makes her choice

Jessica slowly woke to the feeling of Emily's soft, warm lips repeatedly kissing her neck. Emily's hand began to slowly slide down Jessica’s toned stomach, then slipped under her silk panties, her skilled fingers immediately going to Jessica’s pussy.

"Good morning," Emily whispered into her ear before playfully and gently biting her ear.

"It certainly is," Jessica answered in a breathy tone as she shifted to her back and spread her legs, giving Emily better access. She moved her right hand outward and slid it up and down the mattress. "Where's Eden?" she asked as her hips shifted in response to Emily's fingers gently pressing against a sensitive spot.

"She has to film today; that’s why she has so many online courses and only a couple of traditional classes, remember?"

"Right, how could I forget?" Jessica asked before putting her left hand behind Emily's head and pulling her into a long, passionate kiss.

When they broke their kiss, Emily looked at her with a smirk. "We have a couple of hours before we have to go."

"Oh, and how do you think we should pass the time?"

Emily chuckled low in her throat. "I can think of a few things. I wish Jessica and I were both naked." As soon as the words left Emily's mouth, the flimsy lingerie both wore vanished. Then, Emily began to slowly kiss down Jessica’s stomach. She paused, her face just above her neatly-trimmed pussy. Goosebumps of anticipation began to pop up along Jessica’s inner thighs. Emily's soft breath was hot on her flesh, and she needed to feel her girlfriend's tongue. "My favorite breakfast." Emily lowered her face, her tongue gently dancing over Jessica’s labia and inner thighs.

"Mmm, Emily," Jessica said in a breathy moan. Her hips moved in perfect unison with the movement of Emily's tongue. When her clit fully emerged, Emily closed her lips around it and gently sucked. Jessica’s hips rose, and she let out a long, low moan of pleasure.

Emily paused and pulled her face back before sliding her index and middle fingers back into Jessica’s pussy. "I love you." Emily wrapped her lips around Jessica’s clit again and once again began to gently suck as she kept pumping her fingers in and out. It didn't take long for Jessica’s soft moans and mewls to turn loud and the bucking of her hips to turn wild.

“I love you too,” Jessica moaned as she gripped Emily’s hair, her nails gently scraping against her scalp. Emily kept her tongue focused on Jessica’s clit as she began to slowly increase the pace of her fingers, causing Jessica’s moans to get louder and louder and the movements of her hips to grow more chaotic.

"Come on, baby, let yourself go," Emily said after several minutes. She knew Jessica had gone right to the edge. Every lean muscle in her body was tight, and her velvety folds were desperately gripping at her fingers.

"Fuck, yes!" Jessica screamed as she arched her back. When her hips fell back onto the bed, she looked down at Emily, who was sucking the juices Jessica had left as evidence of her pleasure from her fingers. "Come here, come here," she said as she sat up, still panting to try to catch her breath. She pulled Emily into a kiss and tasted herself on Emily’s lips and tongue. As they kissed, Jessica reached down and grabbed Emily’s left leg, then slid her left leg between Emily’s.

Seeing what Jessica had in mind, Emily shifted onto her right hip and slid toward Jessica, causing their neatly trimmed pussies to press together. Each of them steadied themselves with one hand and with the other, gripped one another’s hair. They began to kiss again passionately, then began grinding their pussies together.

Their bodies moved in perfect rhythm, their slick skin creating a friction that sent waves of pleasure through them. The sensation of each other’s soft lips combined with the delicious pressure between their thighs made them dizzy with desire. She could feel Emily's breathing quicken against her mouth, could hear the soft moans escaping between their kisses.

"God, you feel amazing," Jessica whispered against Emily's lips, her fingers tightening in her girlfriend's silky hair. The wet sound of their bodies connecting filled the bedroom as they ground harder and faster against each other.

Emily's eyes met hers, dark with passion. "You too," she breathed, her hips rolling in a steady rhythm. "Don't stop." Jessica wouldn't dream of stopping. The delicious tension was building low in her belly again, that familiar coiling sensation that promised release. She shifted her angle slightly, causing Emily to gasp sharply against her mouth. "Yes, right there," Emily encouraged, her nails dragging lightly down Jessica's back.

The room grew warmer as their movements became more frantic. Jessica could feel sweat beading along her hairline, between her breasts, where their bodies pressed together. The scent of their arousal filled the air.

"I'm close, so fucking close," Jessica panted, feeling that familiar tightening sensation.

"Me too," Emily replied, her voice strained. "Cum with me, Jess!"

Jessica captured Emily's mouth in a deep kiss as they both increased their pace. The pressure was exquisite, almost too much, but not enough. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, chasing that peak together.

When it hit, Jessica's world narrowed to just the sensation of pleasure rippling through her body. She muffled her cry against Emily's shoulder, feeling her girlfriend's own release in the way her body tensed, then shuddered against hers.

They collapsed together onto the bed, limbs entangled, both breathing heavily. Jessica pressed a kiss to Emily's sweaty temple, feeling her heartbeat gradually slow.

"Definitely the best way to start the morning," Jessica said with a satisfied smile.

Emily laughed softly, trailing her fingers along Jessica's arm. "So, have you decided who our newest slave is going to be?”

“I have,” Jessica said the two simple words slowly and with a coy smile. She knew Emily was just as eager as she was to add yet another beautiful slave to their harem. “But you’ll have to wait to find out.”

“Have it your way,” Emily said before playfully pouting, causing Jessica to laugh before leaning in close and kissing Emily again. “You won’t have to wait too long. After your last class of the day, wish yourself back here. I should have an opportunity to try and get my pick alone, and if I do, I’ll dangle what she wants most in front of her and offer her a trade. I give her what she wants, and she takes her place in the harem.”

“And if she refuses?” Emily asked with a knowing smile.

“Then, I make a wish for myself and her back here, and I give her no choice but to submit without a reward.”

“Okay, I can’t wait to see what you have in mind,” Emily said as the two got out of bed. After getting dressed in a pair of dark blue denim shorts that showed off her toned legs and hugged her ass flatteringly, a yellow T-shirt, a lightweight, short black jacket over top, and a pair of yellow and white sneakers. Jessica got dressed in a pair of light blue, flared denim jeans, a white tank top that left a small portion of her toned stomach bare, and a pair of dark brown, knee-high boots with a wedge heel that she kept under her jeans.

After eating breakfast, Jessica made two wishes; the first was to be paired with her chosen slave as study partners, as their composition instructor had explained she would be pairing students off and revealing pairs at today’s class. The second was to be outside of the classroom. She walked into the room, which wasn’t overly large, but had auditorium-style seating allowing for about fifty students to fit in and sit comfortably. She quickly made her way to a seat and waited for the rest of the students and the instructor, an English major named Anna, to enter the room.

It wasn’t a long wait before they began to file in. After the attendance sheet was sent around, Anna went into her planned lecture, explaining the types of things that she would be looking for in their first papers. The subject: someone in their lives who had made an impact on them. When the class neared its end, Anna began pairing off the students after encouraging them to head off to do the sample readings before beginning their first drafts. “The next pair is Jessica Williams and Michelle Hasashi.”

“Time to bait the hook,” Jessica thought as she and Michelle walked toward one another. The beautiful Asian girl had her long, silky black hair tied in a loose updo that still let some of it hang down. She was dressed in a pink shirt, a black denim skirt that came down to her mid-thigh, and dark blue and grey sneakers. As they neared, Jessica silently admitted that she looked good in pink and pictured her in a pink loincloth, half-bra, and collar.

“Looks like we’re going to be partners for the semester. Nice to meet you again, Jessica,” Michelle said, sticking out her hand. She had sat next to Jessica two days ago on the first day of class.

“Yeah, likewise, Michelle,” Jessica said with a friendly smile as they shook hands. “You want to get out of here and get started?”

“Yeah, but we might want to head to the student union or the library. My dorm room is small, and if my roommate is there, even more so. I imagine you’re in the same situation.”

“No, actually. I live not far from campus in an apartment with my best friend Katie. We can go there.”

“Oh, okay, that sounds like a great idea.”

The two spent the short walk from campus to the apartment that Katie and Jessica shared getting to know one another. Jessica, of course, had done this primarily to make it easier to trap the unsuspecting girl. When they reached the apartment door, the two were laughing at one of the stories they had shared as their walk ended.

When they entered the apartment, Jessica was not surprised to see Alia waiting for them. The beautiful genie was dressed in an LA Dodgers T-shirt and a pair of stylishly torn jeans. "You must be Katie. I'm Michelle, nice to meet you," Michelle said as she stuck out her hand.

"No, actually she's Alia." As she spoke, Jessica closed the door and subtly locked it. "She's my genie," she added as casually as if she were introducing her sister.

"Your genie?" Michelle asked, barely containing a laugh. "You've got to be kidding me."

"Not at all." Jessica moved to a small armchair near the love seat in the living room area. "Come sit," she said, motioning to the love seat.

Michelle moved to the love seat and sat down. Once she was seated, she watched as Alia moved to stand beside Jessica, then gracefully knelt. "Is this some fetish play thing? Not that I'm judging."

Jessica allowed herself to laugh. "In a way. You see, unlike all the stories we've heard, genies grant their owners an infinite number of wishes, with a few boundaries." Jessica paused and watched as wonder and doubt fought on Michelle's face. "And, since there is a strong physical attraction between Alia and me, granting my wishes gives her sexual pleasure. Enough wishes in a short time, or a particularly big wish, will make her cum. Isn't that right, Alia?"

"Yes, Mistress Jessica."

"Bull shit." The words had left her mouth before Michelle could stop them, and she quickly covered her mouth in embarrassment.

Jessica smirked at her. “You’re smart to want proof. I wish Alia had red hair.” Michelle’s eyes went wide as the dark-haired girl let out a soft moan; her eyes flashed purple, and her hair changed from silky black to a bright, vibrant red. “I wish Alia’s hair was black again.” The process repeated; this time Alia’s hair returned to its original color.

“I… I don’t believe it, but… it has to be true,” Michelle said in shock.

“It is, and I have an offer for you.”

Michelle stayed quiet for a long moment. “Which is?”

“I want you to join the harem of slaves I share with my girlfriends Emily and Eden, as well as my daughter Alura, and in return I will give you what you want.”

“Harem? Wait, hold on, did you say you have a daughter? How?”

“It’s a bit complicated. But I’ll explain later. If and only if you agree.”

“How will you make me a doctor?”

“By wishing it. Whatever specialty you want. All of the skill, all of the knowledge. You’ll pass through pre-med, medical school, all the exams, your internship. All with flying colors.” Jessica watched as Michelle licked her lips, slowly swallowed, and nervously fidgeted her fingers.

“And if I refuse?”

“Joining the harem that would make me what? Your slave?”

“Yes.”

“And if I refuse?”

“Then I make you join, and you’ll never get to be a doctor.”

“How, by wishing it?”

“No, one of the very few things Alia can’t do is alter someone’s feelings. You can choose to be obedient, or I can make you obedient. Either way, I get what I want. The question is, will you get what you want?”

Michelle’s heart raced. The opportunity to be a doctor without the years of classes, exams, late-night stressful study sessions, and the mountain of debt. “You have other slaves, I take it?”

“Well, it wouldn’t be much of a harem if I didn’t. All of them are women, by the way.”

“Did these other women choose to submit to you, your girlfriends, and your daughter?”

“Most had to be convinced, quite painfully.”

Her mind raced. She knew this was a Faustian bargain, but she knew she had no choice. She had witnessed Alia’s magic herself, and every instinct she had told her that Jessica could easily wish for her to be unable to move, unable to speak, or any number of other possibilities. “I accept,” Michelle finally answered.

"Good girl. Take some time to decide what kind of doctor you want to be. It's time to welcome you properly into the harem. I wish the three of us were on my island and I the dungeon."

Once collared, how will Michelle be welcomed to the harem? Answer in comments.

A) Used by Jessica in the dungeon

B) Used by Jessica in the play building. What room?

C) Used by Jessica and one of the other mistresses

D) Something else, what?