Lusting Displays

“Jess, go grab me my bag real quick, okay?”

The blonde genie nodded as her Master focused on their teacher’s behavior. He scratched his head and looked away with a blush as Miss Littlewood moved onto her stomach and continued playing with herself.

‘Why didn’t I think of a way to switch her back? Guh….’

Jessica rolled her eyes and smiled as her Master adorably slumped his head and tried to figure out what to do with her mess. The naked cheerleader quickly bolted from the room to the office for her Master’s backpack and things. She noticed the upload bar on his tablet as it slowly moved.

Had he finished?

Jessica could ask when she got back to the bedroom. As the genie walked back through the living room, she watched her half-naked Stepmother begin to call her father while staring at the blind-covered window. The golden phone pressed against the trophy wife’s ear as she remained in that same attentive stance.

Suddenly as if a switch went off in the woman’s head, Stephanie returned to normal, her body pacing in front of the couch as she smiled and spoke to her husband,

“Yes, she’s right here.”

Jessica froze when her Stepmother smiled and held up the phone to the naked girl. The genie’s emerald eyes darted around in a panic as the teenager quickly clutched the bag in front of her and hurriedly responded,

“Hi, Daddy!”

The human doll quickly hummed and crossed her arms underneath her bra as she put the phone back up to her ear and did as Simon commanded of her. Jessica dashed across the room and back into her teacher’s bedroom as she slammed the door behind her.

“That was close….”

Her emerald eyes glanced over to see her Master smiling with a raised eyebrow. The nervous demeanor of the genie humored him as she felt the familiar wave of his emotions. The cheerleader sighed and handed the bag over to him,

“You could at least say I’m being adorable when I’m embarrassed.”

“But it’s just so obvious that you’re cute,” Simon responded and smiled.

Jessica crossed her arms and huffed as she grabbed her phone. The cheerleader’s eyes glanced over the horny Kimmy suddenly crawled up to her on all fours and whined like a puppy. The genie blushed and quickly bit her lip embarrassed at the sudden attention from her favorite horny teacher,

“U-Uh-Ummm….”

Kimmy let out another horny giggle as she crawled forward, stuck her nose against her favorite student’s wet pussy, and took a long, loud sniff. The action caused Jessica to squeak and jump away as her Master sighed.

Snap.

Jessica took a moment to register that feeling of Simon clothing her once more. Then quickly looked down at herself to see the vibrant red bikini now adorned her body, held tightly by small and numerous golden chains on her hips and shoulders. The cheerleader smiled and let out a laugh. The act caused her Master to once again tilt his head perplexed,

“What?”

The blonde giggled, “It took you long enough to put me in an actual bikini, y’know! I thought you would’ve done it sooner!”

Simon let out a cackle at the response and bashfully began to scratch his head. Jessica watched her photographer’s cheeks turn pink as he smiled more at being caught off guard by the remark,

“I’m going to remember you said that, Jess!”

Finally, the genie noticed that the young man had taken out his camera from the bag while she continued to hold her phone close. Simon took her by her free hand and quickly shushed the blonde as he opened the bedroom door.

“Stay, Kimmy.”

The horny, sweat-covered teacher whined and pouted as she remained on all fours like a sad puppy. It was both an incredibly hot yet adorable sight for her favorite student. Jessica laughed and quickly motioned to pet her teacher on the top of her strawberry blonde head,

“We’ll play in a bit, Kimmy! I promise!”

“Okayyyy,” the teacher sighed disappointedly.

The genie felt her boyfriend’s continued regret for not giving their teacher an off trigger for her horny state. He’d have to fix that, and he would. However, Jessica finally was starting to catch onto her Master’s idea. The two mischievous teenagers sneaked out of the bedroom to where Stephanie was. They both wanted to make sure she followed through on her orders and spy on her.

If Stephanie thought of her as a little sister, Jessica would do what little sisters did.

She and Simon remained behind the couch as they watched the woman in her yellow underwear pace and smile around Miss Littlewood’s living room as she paid no attention to them. Stephanie Edwards was completely absorbed in convincing her husband to let Jessica stay with her Master for all intents and purposes.

Her Stepmother continued to pace, twirl a lock of her hair as she giggled as usual,

“I honestly don’t know what they’ve been feeding that boy. He’s so big now…but yes, he’s still quirky…no. no, I had no idea that they would be dating!”

Both teenagers looked at each other and rolled their eyes from their hiding places as Jessica held back the urge to groan. The reactions of those around her and her Master being together were starting to grow, increasingly repetitive. Judging from his own sense of annoyance, Simon was in agreement,

“You know, I think it’d be good to let them have fun for a little while longer. Jessica seemed so stressed about everything going on until he showed up. It might be good for her to relax with him a little longer….”

A quiet pause followed as Stephanie crossed her legs and placed her free hand on her hip to stretch and pull the side strap of the high hip thong back into place. Jessica recognized that same devious smile that appeared as her Stepmother licked her lips in anticipation. It was as if she were back home already. The genie watched as the trophy wife followed up whatever her father said with a flirtatious pout and whining voice. Stephanie pressed her shoulders forward, squishing her breasts together as she wiggled in place. Amused, the genie stepdaughter took out her own cell phone for posterity,

“Maybe because I remember getting to play with my Teddy Bear more when she was over there…don’t you remember? I was such a good girl for you, wasn’t I?”

Jessica suppressed a hiccup as she fumbled with her phone long enough to hit the record button. Both teenagers looked on as Stephanie shuffled her feet and wiggled her body provocatively. The blonde trophy wife bent over as she took the phone from her ear, taking a selfie of her thong with her fingers pressed against the front camel toe that formed, the sound of a text being sent soon after,

“You know, seeing Jessica acting like a kid again, you can’t help but feel a little bit youthful, don’t you think so?”

Jessica’s eyes widened as her Stepmother traced a circle around her left nipple, on her skin, and around the yellow lace. Stephanie let out a promiscuous giggle as she whispered over the phone,

“Mr. Edwards….”

The genie and Master watched as the trophy wife danced her feet as she catwalked from one side of the room to the other, flipping her hair and listening to the other side of the line. Jessica once again biting down on her lip at the embarrassing, arousing display by the woman who raised her. Stephanie, now fully and flirtatiously committed,

“Of course, Mr. Edwards. I’d be happy to give you whatever you like…if you’re willing to hold off with Jessica tonight. It wouldn’t be too upsetting for you, would it, Mr. Edwards?”

The woman tapped one of her long manicured nails against her chin as she smiled seductively,

“Well, Jessica wants to spend more time with him. She wants to be with her friend again. So if you allowed her to spend the night at the Harris’, that would make her feel incredibly happy. And you know….”

Stephanie and her tanned skin lowered onto her knees, and her thong covered ass stuck itself up in the air as Jessica watched as her Stepmother lowered herself onto her elbows,

“I would be incredibly thankful to Daddy, too….”

The cheerleader struggled and continued to hold her phone up. Her eyes widened as Stephanie placed her golden cell phone in front of her face. Then, she tapped the speaker button with a slow and deliberate touch. Stephanie followed up with a flip of her hair, her lower lip becoming fuller as she bit down upon it with an aroused smile. A moan and deep giggle escaped through her throat as she ran her hands across the carpet below her as she purred. They couldn’t see her father through the phone, but Stephanie was doing everything she could to make him feel her through hers,

“Doesn’t it just make you feel young again, Theodore?”

Jessica’s emerald eyes glanced over at her Master as his hazel eyes glanced back. The two then moved next to one another behind the couch as Simon took the phone from her trembling hands and reached up higher with his extended arms. Both teenagers continued to hide from each other as the recording continued uninterrupted.

The voice of Theodore Edwards echoed from the speaker and sent a chill up his daughter’s spine as she heard the aroused, low tone he took with his wife,

“Now, dear, you have had plenty of fun the last few days. What are you going to do to make it worth my while?”

As soon as the question was finished, Jessica watched her boyfriend glance up to see what was happening on the camera above them. Simon looked back at his girlfriend, eyes widening.

‘She’s twerking….’

The genie’s eyes widened, and her face grew as flushed as her childhood friend’s as her Stepmother let out another aroused giggle and whined childishly,

“Whatever you want. Just spoil me instead of Jessica, Daddy…please…my big strong Teddy Bear…Stephie wants to play, too…can’t you spoil me? Please, Daddy….”

Jessica squirmed as she felt a similar tension headache building to the one her boyfriend had been given. The two teenagers suppressed a collective embarrassed groan as the woman continued to demean herself for the Patriarch’s approval. Simon raised an eyebrow as Jessica wanted to crawl into her room and die. This wasn’t the first time she heard how her parents…flirted….

‘Is this normal for them to talk like that, or was it because of my order, Jess?’

Quietly the genie sighed and looked at her boyfriend with a pout,

‘No, no. They, they do that…a lot…so embarrassing….’

The cheerleader, now red in the face as the bikini on her body. Jessica crossed her arms and legs as she was **** to hear her father and Stepmother flirt. The playful behavior taught to her now serves to make the teenager beg for a bag to put over her head.

‘I just remember her being bossy when she’d babysit….’

A knot formed in the blonde’s throat at Simon’s innocent thought being sent to her at the worst possible time. Even as a magical being and after all the shameless behavior they engaged in with each other, Jessica Edwards was still a teenager embarrassed by their parent’s behavior. A frown formed on her face as she responded to him,

‘Well, I remember your Mom smothering us in squishy bear hugs, so your parents aren’t any better….’

Her boyfriend froze up,

‘Oh…I know they’re not….’

Jessica exhaled through her nose as she rolled her eyes as Simon continued to stare off, face now flushed as he squirmed,

‘They’re open about it. They do it more when Sam protests too….’

His arms and hands began to slump while her phone began to slip,

‘Pay attention to what you’re doing, Master!’

The auburn-haired teenager snapped out of his delinquent train of thought as he quickly repositioned his hands. Simon’s hazel eyes glanced up to check on the recording as he quickly mouthed an apology to the genie that puffed her cheeks slightly as she remained horribly flustered.

Her ears perked up again at the sound of her name being muttered from Stephanie’s lips once more,

“You know, I think Jessica would be delighted with her Daddy if you let her keep playing with Simon. It would be such a shame if our Precious Princess was so upset as before if we interrupted her plans. She’s that happy little girl again, Teddy. Let’s let her play for a little while longer, hm?”

The woman sat onto her knees and pressed her hands against herself from her shoulders to the carpet. The manicured nails dug into tanned skin as Stephanie smoothed her palms as if applying oil or lotion over herself. The woman dug her hand against the golden yellow lace of her thong as she smiled and panted,

“Of course, you can do whatever you want, baby. Whatever you like, but give me some time to prepare. I’ll come home ready for you…whatever you want, husband. Please, give me one more night with you. Whatever you like. Ah!”

She moaned and gasped into the phone as her fingers continued to play with herself, “I don’t want to give my Teddy Bear back to Jessie yet, Daddy. Please. I’ll do anything, take it anywhere…wherever and whatever…I’m the best for a reason, aren’t I?”

Jessica felt like her face was about to melt off as she squirmed and wrapped her legs together again. Stephanie’s humiliation to get her husband to let the cheerleader off the hook for being gone another night. The blonde would need a long shower after hearing that.

And not because Stephanie’s overtly sexual voice sent pleasurable shudders down her stepdaughter’s spine.

Theodore Edwards, for his part, choked up and up a notable growl with a cough. His composure was briefly and noticeably caught off guard by his wife’s behavior over the phone.

“Careful, woman, my daughter might hear you be so eager for me. How would I explain your behavior to her?”

Stephanie let out another delighted moan,

“I need an answer, baby. Please, don’t let her catch me being naughty for Daddy! Whatever you want, please, just tell me….”

The man was conflicted by the sound of his suppressed sigh, a noise of conflicting annoyance and hunger that finally broke the way the trophy wife had desired,

“Very well, dear. Tell Jessica to be at the house after lunch tomorrow, and tonight will be all about you and me, my Alluring wife.”

Jessica watched as Simon raised his eyebrow at how Theodore Edwards emphasized the nickname he had dubbed for Stephanie. For the genie, it only brought relief because that meant that her father would soon hang up. She drowned out the words that Stephanie gushed out and babbled playfully as she teased him for the night ahead. The trophy wife standing on her feet as she picked up her phone and closed it with a delightful hum.

Then silence.

Simon stopped the recording and handed her phone back to her. Then, both teenagers nodded to each other as they popped their heads up over the back of the couch. Stephanie returned to her vapid state of attention, the doll-like pose of her arms at her sides and feet together. The woman’s clouded grey eyes affixed forward until they entered the corner of her vision.

Jessica felt Simon flinch along with her as her Stepmother catwalked herself forward to both younger adults and held her phone ahead of her. Stephanie’s face formed into another adoring look as she spoke to them both in a soft, submissive tone,

“I am done, Master.”

The genie pouted and smacked her Master in the arm. The awkward teen shook from his brief stupor,

“Oh, yeah, well done. Thanks.”

The blushing Simon coughed as he stood taller and above both Stepmother and stepdaughter while his cheeks changed from red to pink. Stephanie smiled and bowed to them both after receiving gratitude,

“Thank you. I live to serve, Master, Mistress.”

Jessica shuddered as she scrunched her shoulders inward and poked her fingers nervously together. This was going to take time to recover from. Both from the sheer embarrassment of her parents and the erotic behavior of her Stepmother.

Stephanie presented and offered herself in the designer underwear once more. Her stepdaughter sighed as the woman now bowed her head in submission toward her,

“I wish you didn’t call me that, Steph…it doesn’t sound right….”

Simon’s emotions began to flare up again at that moment, the feeling of being overwhelmed, the continuous building within her Master. However, as soon as she turned to him, Jessica watched her Master sigh and quickly walk back into the bedroom to process his emotions,

“Master?”

“I’m going to go lie down for a minute….”

Oh, Simon. The genie sighed in understanding as she watched her childhood friend open the door to the bedroom where their English teacher remained on her knees. Miss Littlewood tilted her head and then crawled out of the room as her eyes caught sight of her favorite student again.

Once again cornered by her changed Stepmother on one side and her crawling horny teacher on the other, Jessica quickly ignored both of them. Her Master needed her more. The bikini-clad genie brushed past as she walked back to her teacher’s bedroom and shut the door behind her. The cheerleader found Simon atop the bed, fully extended with his arm still clutched to the bed frame and the other covering the top of his eyes and face. Jessica walked over and bounced herself onto the bed, announcing her presence as she turned to look at her Master beneath her.

“Is it too much for you?”

The first question she asked, her concern and worry present, “I know you don’t like having to be hiding so much….”

Simon finally groaned and moved his arm from his face, eyes still clenched shut as he attempted to relax the tension built up in his muscles. Jessica found his hand in her lap as she dropped her phone against her red bikini bottoms. Once again, her Master’s fingers moved to stroke her ass underneath her. The blonde placed herself on all fours and crawled atop her boyfriend. Jessica lowered herself until she rested on Simon’s large torso. Her chin dug into his chest as her emerald eyes looked upward toward her Master’s jaw.

The head cheerleader waited until Simon sighed again and began to speak,

“It’s not that. I’m just…not used to having all of this….”

“Power?” the blonde immediately assumed.

“Possibilities,” Simon voiced with some exasperation as he soon set himself up on his elbows and began to put his thoughts into words,

“I mean, you were all I ever really wanted. Being with you, never letting go again, knowing why you’re a genie and what it means having to be a Master. Having thralls? People other than you? I’m still getting used to that. I mean, it’s so easy to lose control of it all, make it all so chaotic, and not in the right way.”

His hazel eyes looked away from her for a moment out of guilt as he shrugged and then looked up,

“Kevin was always the one that dreamt of having a harem of beautiful women, not me. First Miss Littlewood, last night was Sam, now Stephanie is all….”

Jessica waited as his lips pursed, and then he faced his childhood friend again with some doubt,

“I’m getting better at giving orders, but I don’t want to become like Kevin or your Dad. Most of all, I don’t want to hurt you by being with someone else. I love you. I want you to be….”

“Simon.”

The utterance of his name over his title caused him to snap his head. Jessica quickly silenced his doubts with her lips upon his. A deep kiss to snap him from his doubts, but one that was laced with gratitude. When they broke to breathe, the blonde focused her emerald eyes on his boyish face and pressed her forehead against her Master’s.

“Do you know how happy I am? Knowing that you’re here with me? What I’m willing to do for you?”

The blonde pulled away as she watched her Master’s face innocently smile at her; gratitude and love fluttered into her like a warm wave. However, the genie still felt the doubt,

“You’re not like them. That’s why it’s okay. I’m going to show you that it’s okay to have whatever you want when you’re with me.”

His head tilted as the genie huffed and quickly stood back up on her feet next to the bed. The Queen of Eastlake pouted sternly as she pressed her boyfriend’s nose with her finger,

“You wait right here. I’ll be right back!”

Simon raised an eyebrow and remained confused as Jessica spun around, “I will make sure you understand! Then we’ll have you nice and relaxed!”

Another idea popped into the genie’s head as she shut the door behind her,

“And Master, please change my clothes to what I have in mind for this!”

After a quick shrug, her boyfriend did as she asked once again.

Snap.

What was she planning?

As soon as Simon knew he had to recalibrate, Jessica came to check on him immediately. His girlfriend quickly reminded him who she was as the cheerleader made it her mission to remove all doubts. The teenager could have stopped her, he reminded himself. His eyes looked up at the ceiling of his teacher’s bedroom as the rest of his body flopped backward to lie down again.

Did Jessica just willingly go back into the room with her equally horny teacher and submissive Stepmother?

Simon’s hazel eyes widened as he grabbed his bag and checked his phone to see the status of his projects. The auburn-haired Master quickly shot up, realizing that his camera was also back in the other room.

“Jess. My Camera….”

“I’ve got it! You stay put, Master!”

Simon groaned as he quickly protested at Jessica’s bossy behavior, contradicting her actions,

“You aren’t supposed to order me around, Jess….”

“Please, then? Please stay put, Master!”

“Fine.”

What exactly did she have planned? And what was she wearing now after asking him to change the genie out of her bikini? He sighed again to himself. At least he wouldn’t have to wait long to find out what she was up to. The object wouldn’t be completed for a few hours, and as easy as it would be to just wish for it to be finished, the magical process was not the same as the mechanical and industrial. Mankind’s hands seemed to have something that genie hands lacked. That meant not everything was entirely pointless in the face of that power.

He shouldn’t be having these doubts or embarrassment, feeling overwhelmed by something Kevin would be screaming at him to take advantage of.

Jessica made him promise, though, he reminded himself. Simon had to be no one but himself. It wasn’t to change but to let out what was already there.

Suddenly, the awkward teenager shared his thought with the blonde in the other room,

“Wait. This isn’t some sort of Master’s test, is it?”

Suddenly door swung open, and Simon barely stopped himself from falling backward on the bed. As the awkward teen leaned back up, he rubbed his head and looked toward the door. Instead, Simon’s eyes found themselves locked in on his genie. Jessica reentered in a set of white lace underwear, with thin panties taped over her hips in a ‘V’ and a bra tied at the front under the cups. Her golden blonde hair was stylized, sprung, and parted over the right side of her face and one of her unique emerald eyes.

The blonde walked over to her Master and stood to look at him from his seat on the bed. Her arms reached up over her shoulders and pulled at the bra straps to pull them off. Jessica’s aroused face locked onto him as if he were once again the only one in the world that existed. Much as Stephanie had looked at her most of the afternoon, but more. Jessica’s emerald eyes had so much more as they gazed upon him, her voice filled with the same stubborn determination and resolve even as soft and sensitive of a tone she used with him,

“Master, you promised to be my Master, correct?”

Simon nodded as he felt his mouth go agape at the sight of his girlfriend’s resolve as she asked another question.

“As your genie, I belong to you, and only you. Right?”

Only him. Only her. The Master felt himself nod instantly,

“Yes.”

The Queen of Eastlake took a moment to smile. His childhood friend soaked in her own sense of happiness that leaped out from her eyes to him in the briefest of moments. However, Jessica then sternly fixed her eyes on him as she spoke with the same confidence that came from being that same Queen of their school,

“Who believes in you more than anyone else? Who’s always been the one that told you that you could do anything!”

The young man tilted his head as the determined magical beauty leaned forward as childishly squinted her face inches from his,

“Um, you are, Jess, but….”

“That’s right!”

The genie stomped her foot and swiftly retook her previous position with the coordination that made her the head cheerleader of the varsity squad,

“But….”

“No buts, Master.”

Simon felt his face grow red hot as the genie clenched her fists again and moved back to her standing position over him. His childhood friend’s face softened in its gaze, her voice sighed as she looked at him,

“Why did you wish Miss Littlewood to be this way with us?”

The question from his girlfriend made him stop to think, but the answer was obvious,

“Because she’s your favorite teacher. I knew how much you cared about her.”

He watched that same gorgeous face glance at him innocently, “And my Stepmom. You didn’t have to wish for that, but you did. Why?”

Simon could feel his hands clench on the side of the bed as his eyes darted around as he tried to process the question. Jessica had wanted to handle her Stepmother, to a point, but he stepped in once his emotions drove him. He bowed his head and looked away,

“She was supposed to be a parent. You deserved better from her, even if she did raise you, and I couldn’t take any chances of getting discovered or betraying you. She’s your stepmom. Stephanie’s your family….”

Jessica once again cut him off as she leaned forward, her breasts and eyes both locked on his face as she pressed a finger against him,

“That’s right. You did that because she was MY favorite teacher, MY stepmom. Mine.”

The genie pulled herself back to her original pose,

“And you’re MY Master, MY OWNER. Do I need to spell that out for you again, you big dork? Because I’ll do it as many times as I need to get through your thick skull!”

Her voice’s determination and earnest tone made the awkward teen turn his hazel eyes up to smile at her. Her face was blushing. Jessica’s emerald orbs held some anxiety as she once again tried to get her way with him as always. Simon felt in awe of his beautiful blonde genie’s ability to drown away her own doubts to help someone close to her.

“Say it again, Jess. I know you’re thinking about it now. Say it.”

The blonde let her lips relax and open, pursing slightly as she repeated the phrase to her childhood friend,

“Because you’re you…you can do anything. You could always do anything.”

The smile on Simon’s face grew as his confidence once again fired to life. The doubt and a sudden wave of overwhelmed emotions allowed flooded through and then replaced by the need for action and confidence. Without bothering to filter his thoughts, the genie’s Master tilted his head as he leaned back to look at her.

“Thank you, my love. I needed that.”

The future prom queen suddenly smiled as her face tinted a darker pink at being called the corny phrase again. She must’ve noticed the change in his emotions as her face continued to brighten. She no longer suppressed the giggle in her throat.

Although, Simon detected her head’s tilt faced away from him slightly, and her eyes quickly darted out for a second that showed disappointment…or relief.

Ah, so she wasn’t expecting to have convinced him so early, huh? Simon realized. She wanted to go further,

“You were planning to do more than just remind me of that if you couldn’t get through to me, weren’t you?”

The emerald eyes of his head cheerleader snapped from their gaze. Simon watched his girlfriend’s eyes dart to her breasts as her arms remained on her shoulders.

“Maybe….”

She stuck her nose up at the ceiling and remained flustered,

“If you were going to keep at this, I wanted to make a point! I thought it would be a meaningful action for you. Obviously, I didn’t have to worry so much!”

The photographer chuckled as he reached for the camera that his girlfriend returned to him and checked to see if there was any damage. He raised an eyebrow and smirked while looking at the black body of the DSLR,

“You could still do it if you wanted to.”

Jessica’s voice became more childish as she whined, “It’s so embarrassing, though….”

The dorkish teen reached up to his auburn hair with a laugh. He faced her with a smile, and his eyes closed,

“Well, now I’m definitely ordering that you have to do it!”

He could hear his childhood beloved gulp, the genie’s heavy sigh as she inhaled through her nostrils loudly to rebuild her own composure. Her tone of voice returned to that same composed and slightly aroused tone, almost as if she were imitating Stephanie’s entranced voice on purpose,

“Very well, Master.”

Simon managed to catch a quick smile on Jessica’s face as it turned red as she turned around to face away from him. Simon could see how the lacy patterns molded to his girlfriend’s ass as her hands tinkered with the white bra. Finally, the article of clothing dropped to the floor, and Jessica’s hair and bareback remained facing the lanky teenager.

The cheerleader shook her head and torso, trying to rid herself of the excess energy and excitement.

‘Right…okay…just let go, Jessica, no pressure….’

Simon smiled as he nearly spoke up to let her stop. However, his ability to eavesdrop was cut short as the genie’s face glanced backward, one of her eyes fully covered by her hair as a single emerald orb locked on him. Simon’s eyes widened as the cheerleader’s typical bubbly and saucy attitude was replaced with one of absolute devotion. Was she mimicking her Stepmother again?

Jessica turned and walked to the door to the bedroom, opened it, and motioned for the two women on the other side to enter.

Simon’s hazel eyes widened as the scene played out before him. First, Stephanie entered, and the trophy wife strutted until standing next to the nightstand. The woman turned as her stepdaughter had, presenting the high hip yellow thong that molded into her ass crack after the series of wedgies. Second, Simon watched as the heavily sweating, aroused, messy, and soaked Miss Littlewood. Kimmy’s strawberry blonde hair was a mess, and unlike the trophy doll or his genie, her lustful blue eyes seemed unsure of what was happening. A finger pulled at her lower lip as an aroused giggle escaped, and with a wink and a smile, the teacher spun and quickly pulled her top clothing off her slender body. The twenty-something woman was now clothed only in the soaked pink panties she had stubbornly been unable to remove after constantly playing with herself. Finally, Jessica joined her teacher and Stepmother by standing in-between both older women and back directly in front of an increasingly red Simon.

The awkward teenager felt hot and confused as to what was going on. But then, he watched as Jessica spun back around. Her fists pressed against her bare breasts, pushing them up and covering her nipples.

Was she about to do another cheerleader routine for him in that pose? Simon wondered.

While he had fond memories of the previous show he was given by Jessica the night before, the genie quickly revealed she had something else in mind for her Master. The blonde calmly huffed through her nose as she relaxed and opened her eyes to look down at her childhood companion on the bed and calmly ordered both women that flanked her,

“Both of you, do exactly as I do and repeat after me.”

Within moments, Simon watched Stephanie and Kimberly turn around as they mimicked his girlfriend’s pose in front of him. The young man tilted his head as he looked back onto the genie that continued to affix her gaze upon him, aroused,

“I, Jessica Edwards….”

“I, Stephanie Edwards,” the doll-like trophy wife purred softly. Her fists pressed against the enhanced mounds of her chest.

Meanwhile, the English Literature teacher shivered in pleasure as she gasped out her name, her overheated body, and pheromones clearly present,

“I, Kimmy…Kim-Kimberly Littlewood….”

Simon watched as the genie pressed her arms and fists against her breasts hard as she gazed at him with enough arousal that the familiar grunt exited his mouth as his pants tightened painfully again,

“Recognize Simon Harris as my Master.”

“Recognize Simon Harris as my Master,” Stephanie repeated immediately, with a noticeable and pleasurable sigh that

“Re-Recognize…Simon Harris as my Master?” the horny teacher repeated, albeit with a newfound sense of confusion.

The very hint of doubt at all caused Jessica to command her favorite teacher again as she remained affixed and continued to make Simon stare up at her,

“Kimmy, say it again.”

“I, Kimmy Littlewood, recognize Simon Harris as my Master.”

The Queen of Eastlake bossing her teacher as if she were one of the members of her click caused the hairs to stand up on the back of her boyfriend’s neck. This time it was Simon to feel a strong shiver down his spine as the genie returned to her task,

“I belong to Jessica Edwards.”

“I belong to Jessica Edwards,” the two women repeated in unison, smiling at the implications.

Simon figured it was because of the wishes influencing the changes made to the women’s minds and personalities. They were both unable to disobey the cheerleader, and for the young man, it made sense why Jessica would say that. After all, Simon wanted them to be loyal and close to the genie more than him; even if they had to obey and do as he said, it was always more for Jessica’s sake than….

“Jessica Edwards is the property of Simon Harris.”

God. She repeated it with such…conviction.

Simon let out a groan of his own after another shudder, trying not to reach down and grab himself at that moment. He did not expect Jessica’s declaration to feel good that time.

“Jessica Edwards is the property of Simon Harris,” both women repeated as commanded.

Jessica took a step forward, the trophy wife and sunny teacher following suit.

“Everything she is and owns belongs to Master.”

Simon’s eyes widened as he looked at his beloved blonde at the newfound statement. Unlike the others, she seemed locked, unfazed the whole time as she uttered those words. His ears drowned out the noise of the other two women as he remained focused on Jessica.

Was that another one of her strange new urges escaping through again? The blonde seemingly remained unfazed as she made both women repeat the same orders her Master had placed on her,

“I will always do as Master says.”

“I must never lie to Master.”

Finally, after another repeated mantra, Simon held up both his hands and softly smiled as his voice shook slightly,

“Jess, it’s okay. You can stop if you want to.”

Jessica suddenly snapped back at the command to cease and looked concerned by the statement. As if there was something wrong with her boyfriend for wanting her not to continue. Then the genie’s eyes trembled as if she had done something wrong. That action alone made Simon sigh and reach out to hold her. His hands felt up and down her waist as the awkward teenager sighed. The teenager Master closed his eyes with a sense of guilt,

“I haven’t done anything to earn this…it doesn’t feel right….”

A silence formed between them as he sighed again. But then felt the familiar warm, soft feeling of the genie’s hands placed atop his palms and fingers holding them tightly.

“Yes, you have….”

“Jess, really, I haven’t even finished with….”

“Then tell me your plan.”

His eyes opened, and he faced the naked breasts and emerald eyes of his beloved as she looked to reassure him,

“I want Master to tell me where we are right now with our goal. Then, I want Master to tell me what comes next so that he can focus on it.”

Her hands moved again as Simon felt his eyes roll back when the cheerleader’s nails and fingers dug into his scalp and began to massage it. The dorky teenager let out a groan. Jessica scratching his head was once something he longed to feel once more. The simple act was one he could now have every day for the rest of his existence, and yet it felt wonderful every time she did it.

“Okay.”

Jessica pulled herself up onto the bed until she straddled the bulged lap of her Master and leaned him back to lie down as she continued to massage his scalp. Simon sighed as he stopped speaking; instead of allowing the computer of his mind to reveal the calculations that took place in his head,

“I uploaded the designs to the printer I had you make and inserted the metal we bought this morning. It’ll be ready to pick up in about eleven hours. Once that’s ready to go, we’ll imbue it with the magic required to summon your Mom like we talked about.”

Jessica nodded above him, “But Daddy and Stephanie were getting in the way of that.”

“Correct.”

He took another deep breath and continued, “We’re only at the beginning of learning what’s really going on.”

The young man sighed again as the decisions that he had made the past week started to become questionable in his own head. Simon pulled his hands up and rubbed his eyes as he retraced his steps.

“I feel like there’s so much we still don’t know, Jess. We were doing really well until we got to school. After all the things that have happened, I’m trying not to make myself too paranoid, too sloppy, but I don’t know how much longer we can keep doing this on our own.”

The auburn-haired boy felt the blonde bombshell draw closer until their foreheads pressed together. The loyal genie continued to rub his scalp,

“I’ll admit, I haven’t always agreed with your choices or what’s happened. I believe you should do more to stop Kevin from being a menace, but I know how complicated that is for you. Tiffany’s betrayal makes me understand that better. It’s easy to say what you should do when you aren’t involved.”

Simon nodded as his eyes opened, and the thought quickly passed through to his girlfriend,

“I’m still processing that I helped you enslave your own stepmom…I did make some breakthroughs today, though.”

The cheerleader’s face separated from his as she blushed in realization, the emerald orbs darting behind her as she remembered that they weren’t alone. Her trophy stepparent and favorite teacher, still clad as scantily as she was, were still fixed in their standing positions. Simon, meanwhile, watched as Jessica rose, the familiar and delightful sight of his lover’s nipples now taking the place of his dream girl’s eyes. Finally, the genie’s Master regained the blonde’s attention as he explained his plan and what he was up to.

“I’ve confirmed that something made and given magic is stronger than something created by magic.”

Jessica looked surprised as she put together all the wishes he had made earlier that afternoon. Her fingers reached up to scratch the emerald on the golden choker affixed around her neck. Simon continued to explain,

“That probably explains why the seal fragments are immune to your wishes and why genies are bound to objects. There must be something that the Masters do to bind genies themselves. The plan is to ask your Mom more about it tomorrow, but your Dad wanting to talk to you complicates things. I’m thinking of a way to get around it, but….”

“No,” the panty-clad cheerleader suddenly voiced.

Simon lifted his neck, “No?”

“No,” Jessica’s face looked as if she was struggling to answer the issue for herself, another conflict, but one that made the frown grow.

“Master, I think it’s best to not make any more wishes or changes to people around us for the time being...”

Jessica quickly looked back at her horny teacher and bit her lip.

“Well, except for that one. If it can be avoided that might be a good idea. Besides, I need to talk to my father myself. Without magic, illusions, or anything else to get in the way.”

The determined Queen of Eastlake held and pressed her fists over her breasts again as she finally ceased her Master’s scalp massaging. Jessica’s frown was prevalent, but she wanted to do this. The cheerleader was resolved,

“I want Daddy to tell me what he knows, and I don’t want him to lie to me or push me away. I don’t want you there for that, and I can already tell that you want me to confront him, stand up for myself against him, don’t you?”

Damn. Jessica really did know him better than anyone else. A feeling of pride swelled as Simon smiled in awe of the blonde again. The bombshell removed herself from the bed again as she looked at her Stepmother and teacher again.

“Eleven hours.”

Seductively, his **** turned and smiled at her Master, “I think we can get you to relax for a while then.”

The teenager suddenly clapped and then pointed to the now confused boyfriend on the bed again,

“Kimmy, Steph! Let’s help Master relax! Take his clothes off!”

Simon felt his heart race in surprise at the sudden order from his girlfriend, “Wait, Jess, what!”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Oooh! Finally!”

The awkward teenager watched as the trophy wife, genie, and teacher all crawled in unison toward him as they eyed him, all aroused.

The young man gulped as he began to sweat.

How was THIS supposed to be relaxing?