Layla's Story

Months ago...

Layla was furious. That bastard. He had the nerve to taunt her even as he **** himself on her. The moment he let it slip that he had a genie she knew unquestionably that it was true. Layla had known for a very long time that she was gay. She had never once had a single sexual thought towards a man, particularly her disgusting boss Keith. Then suddenly he shows up one day with a goofy grin and summons her to his office. The next thing she knew she was bent over the desk as he fucked her from behind. It was traumatic enough as it was, but she couldn't even think of it as ****. In her mind all she could think about was that she consented, even though she knew it was impossible.

Over the next few weeks Keith took advantage of this to fuck pretty much every woman in the office. When Layla talked to the others about it they all insisted it was consensual and even more that there was nothing wrong with Keith fucking any of them wherever and whenever he wanted to. Layla had to agree, but in the back of her mind she knew it was wrong. She tried looking for another job but every time she tried to muster up the will to leave it just disappeared. She liked her job and consensual sex with Keith wasn't enough to leave...was it?

So when he got drunk and started slapping her ass and taunting her while he fucked her, she was listening. When he mentioned Celestial Delights, she knew exactly what she had to do. She took the next day off work and looked for the store on her own. When she found it she was greeted by two very strange women. She told them her boss had a genie and she wanted to get ****. The dumb one, dum-dum or something, suggested she buy a pill to make her pansexual. Instead of getting ****, just enjoy it. The other one, the viscous one, offered her something else entirely.

The wishing pendant wasn't as powerful as the genie but it could be used indefinitely. The only issues is that instead of relying on the supernatural magic of a genie, it relied on a sort of karmic contract with the wearer. She could wish for pretty much anything, provided she paid the price. Her first wish was to protect herself from ever being manipulated by magic again. She would be immune to Keith's power, but also anyone else. The price was surprising to her. She gave up the ability to ever wear underwear again. Really a small price to pay for that kind of protection.

Next she used the pendant to figure out where Keith kept the lamp. She traded a day of being nude for that bit of information. Luckily for her Keith had given her a key to his house, so she could let herself in for booty calls. She didn't care about going streaking, this was too important to wait. She managed to sneak into Keith's house while he was at work and take the lamp from his hiding place. She summoned the genie and used the final wish that Keith had been saving...

Some time later...

Layla smiled as her new butler walked in. Keira was a godsend. As she'd started consolidating her power she decided there was no point living in the shadows anymore. She wanted it all. That meant a new mansion and a Harem of gorgeous girls to dote on her. Things had started well but she was still spending too much time at the bank and it was becoming too difficult to manage the household. She'd interviewed dozens of candidates but only Keira had impressed her. Not only was Kiera beautiful enough to fit into the Harem on her own, she was incredibly knowledgeable and efficient.

"Madame, Ms. Nwankwo is here. I put her in the salon as instructed. Shall I prepare tea service?" Keira asked.

Layla shook her head, "No...just make sure we aren't disturbed. Thank you Keira."

Keira bowed slightly, "My pleasure." Then she hurried off to her next task.

Layla waited a moment then got up and started to make her way to the salon. Ngozi was a new hire at the bank, a recent immigrant. She was gorgeous but shy and her accent was adorable. Layla had invited her here under the pretense of mentoring her but she had an ulterior motive. She touched the pendant reflexively. She'd already prepared Ngozi ahead of time. It was remarkable cheap to make her find Layla attractive, be unable to lie to Layla and be comfortable with polyamory. Layla had found it was easier to bring new members into the Harem slowly, rather than using brute **** right away. Brought down the cost.

She opened the door to the salon and saw Ngozi sitting on a chair looking terrible nervous. She jumped at the noise and stood up, "Oh miss. Hello. Thank you for having me."

Layla smiled, "Of course. I'm so glad you came. We'll get to work in a moment but first...tell me everything about you..."

She was perfect. Absolutely perfect. Layla thought she might actually be in love! Ngozi was just so precious she had resisted her urge to take her after that first meeting and instead tried seducing her on her own. It had been a few weeks since their first meeting at her house and Layla was yet to get Ngozi into bed. That wouldn't have been unusual before she got the wishing pendant, but she was starting to get frustrated now. She'd used the pendant to make sure that Ngozi found her attractive, so that wasn't the issue. Ngozi couldn't lie to her and wasn't dating or pursing anyone else. Layla was still seeing everyone else in her Harem but the pendant made sure that Ngozi wasn't bothered by that at all. Ngozi seemed eager and happy to spend time with Layla and to an outside observer it would look like they were dating but Ngozi herself would insist they were just good friends.

Finally Layla decided to just ask her, "Ngozi let's stop playing games. I want you. Will you be my girlfriend?"

Ngozi frowned and looked down at her feet, "Layla...I'm so sorry. I value spending time with you but I cannot accept."

"Why not? Don't you find me attractive?" Layla asked.

"I do. Yes. It is my great sin that I find another woman attractive. I'm sorry, I know that it is not against the law in this country but I simply cannot accept it."

Her words hit Layla like a ton of bricks. Of course. Religion. Why hadn't she thought about that? She supposed she was just so far removed from religion it never occurred to her. Well that was a problem she could fix. She touched her pendant. She would normally wait until she was alone before using it. She didn't like people being suspicious of her and often the price she had to pay was sexual in nature. She found if she focused on a particular penalty she could have some influence on it, as long as her idea was somewhat equivalent in scale.

"You will believe that it is acceptable for women to be gay and accept that you are gay." Layla said. As she spoke the payment entered her mind. She gasped, this was much harsher than she'd expected. Layla had already converted a few straight women and in those cases she'd accepted a few weeks of increased arousal as payment. Which suited her just fine when she had new sluts to play with. That's what she had been thinking about when making this wish, but apparently it wasn't enough. Her payment was still weeks of increased arousal, but additionally she'd be unable to cum.

That was just cruel. Sweet innocent Ngozi right in front of her, primed for her first foray into lesbian sex, and she couldn't even enjoy it. Damn. She looked at her and wondered how she'd react to the magic.

Ngozi smiled, "Yes...you are right. I was foolish. Of course it is acceptable to be women to be gay. It is only a sin for men," That wasn't exactly what Layla meant, but suited her well enough, "I would love to be your girlfriend."

Layla's **** celibacy was almost over. Tonight was the night. She'd been officially dating Ngozi now and Layla was sure Ngozi was ready for sex. God knows Layla was. She was practically going insane trying to deal with her arousal. She wanted to make tonight special, so she asked Kiera to arrange things for them. Kiera had outdone herself as usual. They'd had one of the best meals Layla's had ever tasted while a string quartet played softly in the background. They'd fed each other desert on the veranda as they watched the sunset. Then they'd slipped into the hot tub for a post dinner soak.

Kiera came out with two glasses of champagne. Layla toasted Ngozi and drained it. She didn't know why she was so nervous, but she was thankful for the liquid courage. She scooted over beside Ngozi and kissed her. She kissed her back and their hands started roaming their bodies as they made out. Layla was so, so ready. Still, she wanted their first time to be special. Not in a hot tub. She managed to restrain herself long enough for the two of them to get out, dry off, and head up to her bedroom.

She pushed Ngozi down onto the bed and licked her lips. She grabbed her bikini bottoms and started to pull...

"Wait Layla..." Ngozi said, "Not that."

Layla stopped at looked at her confused, "Oh...what?"

"I'm sorry my love...we are not married. It isn't right."

Not married. Layla thought she'd dealt with the religion issue. Crap. She was so horny, and her head was spinning a little bit. Was she drunk off just one glass? No, she was just too horny, that's all. Well she could deal with this. She touched the pendant which she always wore around her neck. She was tired of playing cat and mouse. She wanted Ngozi and she wanted her now. "You don't want to wait until marriage," Layla said. Was that enough? No, she had to go further, "You will always obey me." The payment entered her mind and she flinched. Ngozi might have to obey her, but Layla would be stuck obeying anyone else for the next two weeks. Oh well, it would be worth it. She'd just isolate herself and spend the next two weeks fucking Ngozi silly.

"Ngozi...you're mine..." Layla moved in again. This time there was no resistance. She pulled down her bikini bottoms and touched her sweet, beautiful pussy for the first time, "Let me taste you." She licked her and heard the satisfied moan leave Ngozi's lips. "Yes...you're all mine..."

Layla woke the next morning with a killer hangover. She only remembered having the one glass but she couldn't deny the pounding in her head. Ngozi was sleeping soundly so she snuck out of bed and put on a housecoat. Then she went to find Keira. "Oh there you are Kiera. Please arrange for the rest of the household to stay at a hotel for the next two weeks. Ensure that I am not disturbed for any reason."

Kiera bowed her head slightly, "Of course. Tell me why, so I might properly carry this task out."

Layla had no intention of telling her the truth, but it was just enough of an order that the pendant **** her to reply, "I have to obey anyone except Ngozi for the next two weeks."

Kiera's face underwent a tremendous change. The meek, subservient butler disappeared and suddenly she looked menacing, "Really? Then kneel. And do not touch that pendant."

"What..." Layla found herself **** to comply, "What's going on? Keira?" Layla had become paranoid ever since she ran into the man with the wishing ring. That's why she'd made it so Keira couldn't lie to her and interrogated her before hiring her. There was no way Kiera knew about the pendant...so what was happening?

Kiera smiled, "I have to make a call. Wait there. Do not speak." Kiera walked away quickly. Layla tried to move but found that she couldn't get up from this spot. She couldn't call out either, nor use the wishing pendant. She was stuck.

Kiera was gone for a long time. When she returned she was not alone. Kiera entered first, "Thank you for waiting Layla. Let me reintroduce you to my Master."

Layla looked past Keira and saw a man walking towards her. He was grinning ear to ear, "Layla, what a pleasure. Take off that robe, let me see what I've won." She couldn't resist. Her hands moved on their own accord. She pulled the robe down and glared at him. She wanted to yell, to scream. But Keira's order stood and she remained silent. Will walked up to her and grabbed her chin, "We are going to have so much fun together."