A HUGE secret revealed.

As soon as the brief moments of silence had built enough tension, Jessica laughed it off and shook her head, "What do you mean!? That's just a little joke between Sean and I." She looked to her Master for support, but he had the look of far off contemplation as this unique situation presented itself.

Tiffany, while newly created as a rookie to all things sexual, she was still as smart as a whip, "Nuh-uh. I don't buy it." The raven haired girl crossed her arms over her chest and looked between Sean and Jess, "The tone of your voices didn't sound like it was a joke. Sean was as serious as a heart-attack when he said something about the way things were worded and you being a genie."

As Tiff spoke and the tone of the conversation shifted to a much more serious one, Sammy had meekly found her way over to Sean's side, holding him around his waist as though she wasn't sure of anything anymore. It was as if the only rock she could anchor herself to was Sean, her owner.

"Ma-master? Is it true? Is Jess really a genie?" Her soft, gentle voice sounded so worried, and genuinely scared, he couldn't help but feel her trembling next to him, with tears seeming to be moments away. The athletic young man felt his heart breaking at her words and demeanor. "Oh honey, I..." his voice trailed off as he looked up at Jess and sighed deeply.

The blonde genie had a firm look in her eye because she knew what he was thinking. They may have been arguing a few moments ago, but she genuinely knew Sean hadn't meant to make any of those wishes, and she felt bad for letting her anger get the best of her. She shook her head and mouthed the word, "NO!"

Setting his jaw he took a big breath, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. Wrapping one arm around his little bunny's torso, he opened his eyes, look from Jess, to Tiff, then down to Sam.

"Jessica is my girlfriend, the captain of the cheer squad, best friends to both of you...and has been my genie for the last two months." When he spoke it was soft, tender, and filled with compassion. He didn't want this knowledge, or lack of it, to cause any fear or confusion. He was the one who had let it slip when he knew there were others around. Plus, he is the Master of the ring, so ultimately it is his choice.

Jess' face became flushed with embarassment, confusion, anger, fear, and betrayal all at once. When she spoke, her voice was soft, serious, and filled with venom. This was beyond a few errant wishes while drunk and horny. Sean had made this decsion sober and awake to the possibilities. "How could you tell them without asking me first?" She took a step towards him with an open palm and reared back to slap him before she realized she would never be able to take the attack back. Sean had never hit her, or treated her with anything other than respect. However mad she was at him in this moment, she couldn't bring herself to hit him. So she collapsed onto her knees in the soft carpet and began to sob in despair.

To their credit, Tiffany and Sammy had not reacted poorly to finding out Jessica was a genie. In fact neither one of them had reacted at all. They just watched Jessica until she rushed at Sean and crumpled to the floor. At that point they both rushed in to comfort the blonde cheerleader, with Tiffany speaking first, "Hey, hey, hey! Shhhh...it's OK sweety we're all here for you. You're not alone."

Sam was even more supportive. The busty, (now) submissive little redhead began running her fingers through Jessica's soft blonde locks and comforting her head in the soft valley of her boobs, "There, there now Jess. There's nothing to worry about. Master has owned me for 6 months now and he has always treated me well." The feisty ginger turned a frown and pout his way, "He should have at least given you a warning though."

Sean sighs, nods and kneels down next to his girls and speaks softly, "Jess, because of everything that happened last night, and what Tiff and Sammy heard this morning...I feel like it's time we brought them into the fold...explain the situation and see how to proceed." He lifted her chin to look into his eyes, "Maybe they'll think of something you and I wouldn't."