Not This Time

"Jeannie," you told her, "clean this mess up completely."

"Anything you say, master Johnny..." Jeannie purred, trailing a finger in small circles above your heart.

She playfully toyed with you as she let the girls close the gap between you and them before making her wish. "I wish the locker room was spic and span, as if nothing unusual happened. And I wish that all the cheerleaders were dressed in their uniforms, back on the sidelines, and had no recollection of what happened to them. Only their devotion and love towards Master Johnny remains." Half a second right after, the girls all disappeared from your sight.

"Appreciate it." You smiled a bit at seeing the locker room cleaned up, then you asked to be taken home.

"As you wish, master," Jeannie smiled softly. "I wish my master and I were home." And by magic, you both reappear on the couch.

You were relieved to be home after that locker room orgy as you lay back, tilting your head back and having your adam's apple press against your throat.

"What a night..." you sigh. Jeannie cuddled up close, rubbing her soft hand against your chest. As her skin gently but firmly wiped across your shirt, her devotion and love towards you couldn't be any higher...

"Master...?" she asked softly enough, and you hummed quizzically. "Do you enjoy how your life is shaping up?"

"No complaints here," you smile. Jeannie was getting a bit concerned: she wanted her daydream of her master ruling the world to become reality. She thought you would've made a terrific king of the world...

"Well, what if you wanted to make more changes? To make your life perfect." You raise your head and rolled your eyes down to her head.

"What's that mean?" you ask, suspicious. She lifted her hand and cradled your cheek, bringing it down to kiss your lips. Not passionately, but long and lovingly. Your eyes almost rolled into your head from it, and the lip-lock seemed to last for an hour when she finally released you.

"You're smart, passionate and compassionate... And you should have every good thing in your life..." You just smile at her, and you actually push her down lightly. She gasped happily in surprise, and giggled softly as you laid on her, resting your head on her supple bosom. As she petted your head like a cat, she asked, "Would you like to be more comfortable, master?"

"I guess..." you murmured.