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You turn into the tunnel on your left, muttering a spell for light so that a small glowing orb hovers in your palm, illuminating the way.

The tunnel curves multiple times, but thankfully you have no worry of getting lost; there's only path, with no further branching routes to choose from.

It's several hours of walking before you find anything. Multiple times, you consider asking the djinn for help, but decide against it. There's no telling how your words will be interpreted, and you aren't in any immediate danger.

Eventually, the path widens into another open area, about thirty feet across in all directions. A valuable-looking golden coin sits on the ground near the entrance, and you scoop it up without a second thought, adding it to your growing collection of treasure.

At the other end of the little cave, the path continues, this time splitting into a path angling upwards, and another angling deeper into the ground.

The ground here appears to be dirt, and looks a lot more comfortable to rest on than any of the rock you've been walking on, so you decide to sit down and rest your legs for a few minutes.

Raniyah takes a seat nearby, though the sexy djinn shows no signs of tiredness from your trek. In fact, you can't see a single dusty or grimy spot on her.

The djinn lounges comfortably, managing to look like she's relaxing on a bed covered in silk cushions instead of a dirt floor.

The minutes tick by as you both relax, until finally Raniyah asks "Master, is there anything you'd like to wish for?"

You haven't eaten in hours, and with the casual atmosphere, you speak without really considering your phrasing. "Well, I would like something to eat-"

You can tell right away that Raniyah's caught the blindingly obvious double meaning in your statement; her relaxed expression turns into a devilish grin before you even finish the sentence.

"Of course, Master. Please go right ahead." With that, Raniyah lies back on her elbows, watching you with a predatory smile.

Once again, you feel an external **** seize control of your body. Against your will, you crawl up to the djinn, grabbing hold of her legs and spreading them wide.

Pawing through Raniyah's filmy covering, you expose her bare pussy, which looks as fresh and clean as it might immediately after a bath.

Raniyah's slit glistens with a slight wetness, and you feel yourself compelled to lean forwards and begin licking her.

Hands hold the djinn's legs apart, you begin licking and kissing her increasingly soaked pussy, only your eyes remaining under your own control.

You flick your eyes up to Raniyah as you hear her moan in pleasure, her hands drifting down to tangle her fingers in your hair.

Without any control over what you're doing, you eat out the djinn's cunt with a level of skill you're certain you would never be able to manage under normal circumstances.

The djinn, for her part, seems to be greatly enjoying herself, grinning at you whenever you lift your eyes to meet hers.

Your face is quickly drenched in Raniyah's juices, and the up close sight of the djinn's pussy, coupled with her constant moans of pleasure, soon has you fully erect.

You want nothing more than to climb on top of the djinn and fuck the hole that you're licking so skillfully.

Unfortunately, your body obeys none of your commands, and you're **** to listen to the djinn loudly proclaim her impending orgasm again and again, each time followed by a several-second-long tremor running through her body, and a great deal of her pussy juices ending up on your face.

You start to despair, wondering if you'll be stuck licking djinn-pussy until you die of starvation, but after one final orgasm, in which Raniyah mashes your face against her womanhood for nearly a minute, you finally feel the compulsive **** vanish, leaving you back in control.

Raniyah lies flat on her back, panting with the exertion of cumming so many times, and you take the chance to wipe a sleeve across your face, changing it from soaked to merely damp.

The djinn's exposed pussy is still right in front of you. Filled with arousal, you climb on top of her, preparing to fuck her senseless.

A small part of you is worried though; Raniyah's predatory smile suggests you're doing exactly what she wants.

And just as worrying, the urge to fuck her is so strong it's nearly overwhelming; you can't be sure if your urge is 100% your own.