Parent-Teacher Affairs

Hot. Too Hot.

Moments before, the genie could feel so many eyes on her, then the store manager and associates placed her onto the mannequin pedestal in the front window. She could feel all of the eyes on her inside and outside the window. Everyone could see her, but they had no idea that the store display was actually the head cheerleader of the local high school. That the lingerie-clad senior was really a genie ordered to pose and remain still at the whims of her Master. Another wish assaulted her brain with pleasure, unable to transfer the energy to the rest of her body.

A little girl looked at her and pointed at her with her mother in the corner of her vision. The older woman quickly shielded her child’s eyes. The blonde could hear the parent admonish her through the glass, scolding the store owner and what she was wearing. She could do nothing to cover herself, run, or hide in shame.

Then there were others.

Jessica recognized a few boys, some nerdy, some jocks, as they passed by in their various cliques or pods of friends. One of the basketball team’s players held up his fingers as he posed for a shot and texted his girlfriend. Her emerald eyes remained affixed as her ears continued to listen to the customers and workers in the store as they talked about the frozen cheerleader in her lingerie.

“Oh my god, I want that….”

“Where’d they get that display? It’s so risqué.”

“How could they put that in the window like that?”

“Because you’d have sex with that mannequin, that’s why.”

“You’d like having sex with a mannequin. It’s as hard and empty as your head.”

“No, because it doesn’t talk and wouldn’t fuss. It’s pretty hot for just a display piece, be honest about that….”

“Clearly, whoever dressed it like that knew it would get your attention…it is rather fetching, though….”

They moved on from behind her to leave the genie trapped in place. All of them unknowing that the most popular girl in high school was above them on her pedestal. Her mind struggled to process as her vision felt blurred in the pleasurable cloud that consumed her.

“Ay dios mio….”

A familiar accent, overdone and stereotypical. A hand moved up the blonde’s leg with its smooth skin and long manicured nails. Again, two fingers pressed against the cheerleader’s ass and panties to feel the fabric against her skin. The sensitivity caused the blonde teenager’s brain to explode once more. Her skin was now hypersensitive and unable to move or react, but the genie could feel even now.

Another feminine voice, deeper in tone but slightly whined in annoyance,

“Aren’t you done yet?”

Jessica recognized that voice, but she could not think or move to react, only listen. Mannequins did not respond. They did not think. The other familiar voice then spoke in a more recognizable tone, dropping her Spanish accent,

“I wasn’t aware you were in such a hurry to get back to your husband, Olivia.”

Another unfamiliar hand reached up and began to trace around the genie’s right leg, the second voice speaking,

“I’m not, but my daughters will soon be home for a break. So what are we doing here, anyway, Peralez?”

Jessica listened as her transformed cheerleader coach now talked back smugly to the other teacher, tapping her fingers against the genie’s feet unknowingly,

“Following Maestro’s orders, of course. If you’re going to be as he likes, I need you to look like one, and you’re supposed to call me to Coach now, Cooper.”

Mrs. Cooper sighed in annoyance and pushed herself closer, hushing her voice to remain quiet but not enough to know that the mannequin above her could hear,

“You’re just loving this, aren’t you, Tali? First, you take my daughters, make throngs of teen girls into little arrogant bitches like Jessica Edwards, and then Mr. Scott puts you in charge of….”

Jessica felt her cheer coach’s fingers wrap and clench angrily around her foot. The pain amplified and mixed into the blonde’s pleasured brain as her ears continued to listen,

“That’s right, Olive. Maestro put me in charge of you. This isn’t our usual parent-teacher banter that you can act as the top bitch anymore. If we both do anything wrong, those photos and videos get out, then we’re done.”

The cheerleader heard her Latina coach whisper harshly to the altered brunette in a panic,

“If we’re found out, we’ll lose everything. If we’re lucky, then Maestro will keep us after we’re ruined, but he’ll just throw us out as garbage if that happens. So, I will make you into one of my ‘arrogant little bitches’ as I’m told. We’re going to shop for clothes like he told us, and I won’t let you disappoint him, got it? Do as you're told if you want Maestro’s fat cock in your pussy again. Got it?”

Mrs. Cooper’s voice suddenly quivered in weakness and excitement, “Y-Yes, Coach Peralez….”

“Bueno, and for your sake, don’t bring up Edwards again in his presence….”

“Why?”

“I asked….”

Before Jessica could listen further, the two transformed teachers disappeared again. Moments later, the genie heard the voice of her Master.

When Simon called to her, ordered her to come to him, the sight of his cock, she had no control of herself. Her Master knew how hot and bothered his game would make her. The moment his body could react and move again, her pussy flooded her panties and splashed when she hit the floor. It lubricated her as she crawled weakly and fanatically to her Master’s cock. Her tear ducts and saliva lost all control, and her nerves and body spasmed with euphoria.

Desperately, she knocked her Master onto the floor, continued to **** him with her mouth, and shoved her bra-clad breasts onto his balls. Her moans and cries continued to help her as the genie uncontrollably pulled his pants and boxers off him. Simon’s grunts and gasps at his genie’s need for him after having to be an immovable display piece for over an hour.

“Jess!” he groaned and gasped as she sucked and swallowed the semen that shot inside her mouth, filling her cheeks and coating her tongue.

She gasped for air and panted as he pulled at her hair and ordered her with a bark,

“I’m not done. Make me hard again, now!”

The command caused the genie to let out a pleasurable high-pitched squeal in acknowledgment and quickly licked and flailed her hands onto his shaft. She would make him hard again. Obedience was pleasure. The cheerleader loved when her Master wanted to reward her more. His body moved and grabbed onto her from behind. A firm grip pulled her panties down her legs from behind as she grinned and yelled out in approval,

“More. More! More Master! Order me more! Command me! I live to serve!”

Her monster growled from behind in her ear. Then he grabbed both of her breasts roughly underneath the black and gold fabric,

“Is that what you want?”

She felt his cock harden again and rub against her pussy entrance teasingly, “Tell me what you want, Jess. Do you want me to order you, command you like a ****?”

He grew bolder, and the smile on her face grew even more as the pleasure bounced her brain against the genie’s head like a pinball.

“Yes…Yes! Yes, Master! Please! Whatever you want! Master do whatever Master wants! I obey Master! I-Haaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh….”

Simon didn’t even let her finish her rantings. She could feel his emotions and skin against her like magma spilling from a volcano. He was hot, raging hot for her. Her childhood companion, her once-innocent little boy, slammed his cock into her from behind as he grabbed and roughly held her breasts underneath her. The blonde was on all fours as she slammed her face into the floor of the mysterious office. Simon didn’t bother to be gentle. His girlfriend didn’t want soft; she wanted a conqueror.

No other man would dare to have sex with her again as long as he existed. She could feel that possessive energy rush through him and slam against her with each thrust.

Her emerald eyes rolled back as she gripped down on whatever surface she could. Drool, tears, and snot against her face as she smiled in euphoric ecstasy at being owned by her best friend.

There would be no one else. The admission filled Jessica’s heart with joy as he filled her pussy with his seed.

The blonde screamed in delight and slumped to the floor as she felt his lips lick away the tears on one side of her face so that he could kiss her again. She remained unable to speak through the smile on her face as she panted for breath on full display.

Finally, a whisper in her ear,

“I love you, Jess.”

It felt so wonderful to be Master’s genie.

A few moments later, both teenagers emerged from the dark and dim lights of the room as if the wild frenzy hadn’t happened at all.

In fact, the blonde cheerleader smiled and bounced with a hum as she appeared unfazed. Her hair bounced along behind her as she hummed a bubbly tune as she walked down the metal stairwell.

“Your recovery time is something else, Jess.”

Simon found himself laughing in an embarrassed sense of admittance as he looked on. Her pleated skirt danced as she quickly swayed and held out her arm.

He grabbed his girlfriend’s hand, and the genie quickly skipped a step before moving the hair from her face. Finally, both teenagers exited the warehouse together and once again clothed; he placed his clothes back on, and she by the snap of his fingers. Jessica’s new skirt and top of brightly soft pastel colors. The cheerleader taking a moment the stop and place a hand on her jutted hip with a smile,

“Hey, you’ve built some endurance yourself, big boy!”

The blonde genie bounced and then poked her Master in the chest as her face remained flushed, “If only the school knew that big dorky you was really such a devious Master. All the people I knew walking by that window! You’re lucky my power kept me from moving, or I would have freaked…I mean really, I….”

The auburn-haired teen snickered and pressed his face against her ear,

“They thought you were so hot they moved you to the front window, huh? That’s good to know.”

The blonde suddenly struggled to find words as she scoffed in annoyance,

“Th-That’s not….”

The sight of the popular girl trying to dismiss his observations, and utterly failing at doing so, made Simon interrupt Jessica again,

“If I didn’t know any better, from how hard it got for you to talk, I think you liked it. Going on and on this whole time, I bet you enjoy it more than you say you do.”

“N-No I….”

“Exposure is embarrassing unless I put you on display…when you’re all mine….”

The genie froze up and let out a growl in protest as he sang out his latest tease,

“You know you love it~.”

The young man stopped and held a cheesy grin as he stood in front of his car to drive the cheerleader back to the store to get her purse and phone. The sight of his girlfriend so flustered only made the genie more adorable to her childhood friend turned lover. However, he also knew as much as she protested, his Jessica enjoyed his latest game, and a moment later, she admitted defeat.

“Okay, fine! Fine! It was hot! It-It was insane and crazy! Everyone noticed me without even knowing who I was! All the compliments! The descriptions without knowing I could hear them! I love it when you advertise me! Okay? I admitted it! I’m your property, you know that….”

He approached her from behind, delivered a quick spank under her skirt, and breathed in her ear, “Yes, yes you are.”

The cheerleader moaned while letting out a pout,

“You don’t want me to soak myself again, do you….”

Simon laughed again as he watched his genie pout with her face painted a bright pink before it infected her into giggling in his front seat.

Both Master and genie smiled as they quickly tried to get her back to his sister before she would be tanned and hidden by the redhead. Her curiosity was definitely raised; however, her head on a swivel upon leaving the building.

“Master, what were you doing at the old metal factory anyway?”

The auburn-haired boyfriend raised an eyebrow at the question and rubbed the back of his neck, “I needed somewhere to work, but I was investigating it as well. I know you hear every wish I make. Check my backpack. There should be some papers I found in there.”

The blonde blinked her eyes innocently before reaching for the backpack behind her. The genie pulled a few of the pages mentioned above from the second pouch. Her emerald eyes scanned them as she quickly tried to see if anything was interesting about them. As Simon’s eyes watched her, she continued to squint and attempt to process what was on the pages as he could. Then the name on the pages caught her eye.

“Former Representative Myers? As in Brad’s Dad?”

“Mhmm,” the young man nodded in affirmation at the evidence he found, “Turns out he owned a group that bought the building and planned to use it for business.”

His genie nodded her head as she placed the paperwork back where she found it and looked at her Master as he reminded her to remember later,

“I need to come back when the printer is done, though. I’m using it to build the thing that’ll help your Mom come back, so we can’t forget about that. I don’t expect Mr. Myers to be an obstacle in the future. Y’know, given that Kevin transformed him into the family lawyer, his personal assistant.”

“He turned her into a Japanese girl, right?”

“Korean lawyer slash secretary.”

Jessica nodded as she watched the streets go by them, “Oh yeah….”

The Queen of Eastlake lifted her finger and raised an eyebrow, “Y’know, before you got me to teleport. Mrs. Cooper and Coach Peralez were in the store together shopping.”

The photographer raised an eyebrow curiously at his muse while holding onto the strap of his backpack,

“Kevin with them?”

She crossed her arms, “No. They were together. It sounds like he’s giving them tasks now, though. Guess he’s having trouble without the amulet’s power. Coach seems like she’s hiding how she now feels about him.”

The cheerleader stopped and thought about something that came to mind. Soon, her emerald eyes shifted and narrowed toward the young man next to her,

“You haven’t forgiven him yet, have you?”

The auburn hair on her boyfriend’s head shook as he sighed,

“Trying not to, but it sounds like he’s learning to have to adjust. But you and I have more important things to worry about right now than him making his teachers go shopping. Don’t we?”

The smirk on his face made her nod in agreement, “Right.”

Her mind trailed off again as she began to think and reflect on the past few days again before a smile grew on her lips as she held her arms together. Simon smiled as she began to reflect that same bubbly attitude she had always displayed when she was happy or excited.

‘I’ll see you soon, Mom….’

With the faster car, the two teenagers made better time as they navigated quickly through side streets and the main roads until coming back into the familiar sights of the old town. The young man pulled out to the walking path through the shops as close as possible so that Jessica could spring out and rush back to find his sister.

“I’m going to go park, you go and….”

“Already on it!” the cheerleader chirped happily as she rushed quickly out of the car in her new sneakers and promptly turned back to shut the door before Simon watched her skirt raise up as she sprinted down away as fast as she could.

Before he could look away, his hazel eyes caught his girlfriend and childhood crush as she spun around and blew him a kiss with a wink. The standard Jessica Edwards way to thank him for bringing her back.

Even if it was his fault for making her teleport to him in the first place, that wasn’t important.

At first, Simon believed his more urgent task was to find a parking spot, but then a white Lexus with a familiar face caused him to brake. He knew that car and the easily identifiable person that got out of it and trailed after his genie.

The awkward teenager needed to find a way to get the cheerleader away from that woman. It was hard to mistake her after the illusion of her younger self that carried herself across his bathroom.

The possessive side of the young Master’s brain, now triggered by the memory witnessed of Jessica’s reaction to the way her parents talked about her as a child. Simon unknowingly crushed his hands into the steering wheel as he found a spot to park next to the white luxury car.

His face remained locked on the woman that followed his girlfriend. No one close to her was ever going to hurt her again.

“Okay, no big deal, just get to the changing room and find Sammy and….”

“Gotcha!”

The genie barely had time to let out a quick squeak as her best friend grabbed her from behind by the collar of her cropped, soft blue hoodie. Sam dragged the cheerleader back to the changing room. The redhead, having changed back into another set of clothes and looked at the blonde angrily,

“Do you know I spent the last hour trying to find you in this fucking store? Where’d you go!”

At least Simon knew what it was like to be on the end of Sam’s caring wrath as much as she did, Jessica internally reminded. The bubbly blonde bombshell giggled at the thought as she held out her hands and flailed under the red-haired teenager’s harsh glare,

“I-I was just wandering around! Honest! I might’ve left to use the bathroom…but what’s the big deal?”

Her friend’s green-blue eyes squinted at her. Then the former cheerleader’s face puffed up her reddened cheeks as she scowled. Finally, she violently shoved the blonde’s phone and purse into her chest. The cheerleader clutched the smartphone innocently as she scrolled down to see her stepmother's missed calls and messages, including the most recent alert for a voicemail with the readout opening. Her emerald eyes widened, and her face paled. Sam stood over her and crossed her arms, the future prom queen retreating into herself like a child as she realized what was going on,

“Oh….”

“Yeah, you better call or text her back while you still can. I think she’s en route.”

Jessica nodded her head in agreement and quickly pressed the button to call her Stepmother back as she walked toward the front of the store. A few dial tones echoed in her ear as the chirpy and pleasant tone of voice was laced with an underlying tension that even the heiress recognized almost immediately,

“Finally! There you are!”

“S-Sorry! I got distracted. Is everything okay?”

Stephanie seemed to laugh in relief. Then changed to scoff in utter disbelief at her stepchild’s oblivious tone, “Okay? Young lady, you had me ready to jump off a cliff! I’ve called Samantha having to ask where you were! Your father noticed you weren’t home last night like we asked.”

Jessica glanced at Sam behind her and nervously scurried away and out the door as she smiled to herself and tried to reassure her Stepmother,

“I-I’m fine! Really! I was just spending the night again with Simon and Sammy, is that all that bad?”

“No, but you should know better than to assume things. Always check in with your father or me. You know how important it is for you to listen to him, Jessica. It would be wrong to upset him after all this time.”

“N-No. I…I don’t want to upset Daddy, I….”

What was she doing? The genie found herself asking. There was no reason for her to feel so nervous when talking to the woman that helped raise her.

“Such a cute little wind-up doll!”

That was all she was to her…

“Jessica!”

The blonde suddenly flinched and quickly hung up the phone as she watched the woman in fashionable white pants and an expensive brown blouse approach. The familiar clack of her fashionable boots against the cobblestones as the cheerleader felt herself shrink, even if the woman was at most an inch or two taller. Her Stepmother pulled the stylish sunglasses from her eyes and smiled as she put her golden phone away in her purse. The dyed blonde with long hair quickly pulled the teenager into a hug and pressed her fake breasts against the genie’s own natural ones. The woman pecked the genie on the cheek, her lips and face made up in the identical make-up Jessica remembered Stephanie demonstrating how to use. Both arms wrapped around her, with one over her shoulder. However, for the Queen of Eastlake, it was as if a python had coiled around to prevent her escape,

“There you are! I knew I’d find you here on a day off!”

The older blonde winked and wagged her finger in front of the younger’s face like a sibling would,

“You have the same habits as me, after all.”

The genie’s emerald eyes quickly darted nervously at her feet as she clutched at her skirt. The older blonde laughed at her reaction as she ran a hand through her hair to straighten out any stray bangs,

“Now, there’s a reaction I haven’t seen in quite some time.”

The blonde teenager bit her lip as her Stepmother gently lifted a finger underneath the girl’s chin. She knew that this meant having to smile at the woman who looked her over with a gaze from her grey eyes. Quickly, Jessica darted away again as she clasped a hand over her wrist and began to rub it out of anxiety. The cheerleader backed away and tried to compose herself as the woman started to grow suspicious, albeit still speaking in the same sweet, teasing voice an older sibling would,

“Jessica Edwards, I haven’t seen you act this shy in years. Do you have something you want to tell me, hm?”

“N-No!” the once composed and bubbly girl squeaked back as she tried to find some semblance of her popular demeanor.

She quickly huffed and flipped her hair away from her face as she tried to act more like the eighteen-year-old cheerleader and future Prom Queen,

“I-I just wasn’t expecting to see you until later! That’s all, gosh, Mo….”

Her lips quickly cut out, and she twisted her tongue,

“I mean, Steph!”

After catching herself, Jessica glanced up to see the blonde woman watching her as her eyes narrowed and her smile widened. Stephanie could read her stepdaughter like a fashion magazine with that look. After hearing how her father’s wife talked about her as a child, the cheerleader realized the woman had a certain power over her. The nightmare of being a wind-up doll formed a knot in her back and brought anxiety.

Internally, the battle was underway as happy memories clashed with recent ones. The future prom queen fought to compose herself externally as Stephanie placed a hand on her shoulder,

“Now, now, young lady. You’ll have plenty of time to explain it to me on the way home.”

The genie’s eyes suddenly shot up worriedly,

“Home?”

The woman laughed as the word exited the teenager’s mouth so innocently. The trophy wife bumped her stepdaughter with her hip teasingly as her presence seemed to tower over the younger blonde,

“Your father and I come home, and you aren’t there to greet us? We had planned to take you out for your birthday when we got home. I wanted to hear all about how much a smashing success your party was, after all the effort I went to convince your father to let you have the house to yourself! Hm?”

“O-Oh…right, yeah….”

Jessica cursed inwardly for not thinking about what her parents told her before becoming a genie. It was easy to see how it was forgotten after the whirlwind of events. Stephanie took her by the arm and then leaned over as she began to walk the blonde bombshell back to the parking lot,

“And there’s the whole mess at school involving your boyfriend. You were so pumped up about that relationship last week. What happened? I know there’s more than you told your father. After all the advice I’ve given you about boys….”

The cheerleader’s Stepmother kept a tight hold of her arm as they walked. She lifted and adjusted her purse as her tanned face smiled and raised another well-manicured finger, “And you can’t get away from me without talking about how you reunited with that adorable….”

“Jess!”

Stephanie’s grip failed immediately upon her name being uttered. Her Master’s voice calling out to her from behind caused the blonde to spin free of her Stepmother and directly jump on him and latch her arms around his neck. The auburn-haired young man managed to stay upright as he stumbled from the sudden near-tackle.

“What are you doing?” the genie asked him mentally in a hush.

His response was so quick his expression or gaze remained unchanged,

“Play along.”

The cheerleader beamed as if the taller teen surprised her out of nowhere instead of having dropped her off,

“What are you doing here, you dork? I thought I told you I’d see you later!”

Simon quickly blushed at his girlfriend’s acting as she winked and suddenly snuggled against him playfully as she hammed up in the presence of her Stepmother. The young man scratched the back of his head as he nervously laughed,

“I, um, got lonely….”

The blonde giggled at his response and switched to gripping his neck, to squeezing his waist tightly enough that her Master let out a notable grunt,

“Oof!”

“You’re so silly!” the genie remarked with another bright and happy giggle in front of Stephanie.

She pecked her boyfriend on the cheek and then stood up onto one foot as she ruffled a hand through his hair as the woman walked up to both teens. A smooth smile on her face as she let out an astonished scoff as she joined in touching the young man’s hair,

“Jessica! You never mentioned in your call that you were together! Look at this,” her Stepmother’s voice trailed off in surprise.

Her shoes circled as the blonde teenager watched Stephanie circle Simon, like the day's catch. Her tongue even stuck out at one point as the woman’s grey eyes remained locked on him in thought. At one point, Jessica could see her Stepmother undressing her boyfriend with her eyes as Simon looked around as he tried to decipher the woman’s motives.

The genie tried to gauge his emotions as the silence allowed. He felt protective of her; while he was trying to keep himself from showing it, he wasn’t comfortable with the cheerleader’s Stepmother. If anything, he was guarded. Simon felt determined enough to keep Jessica from going off with the fellow blonde. However, Jessica could sense something else that sent a slight chill through her body. The look on her Stepmother’s face was masking how she really felt, but Jessica could tell, in her grey eyes, that Stephanie sensed a challenge to her authority.

But she was targeting Simon with an **** of sweetness as her smile brightened and hands clapped together.

“I always wondered when I would see you again, Simon! Jessica said you never seemed to go far from her, did she? I guess all that complaining was just to hide something like this, hm?”

The genie winced as her Stepmother referenced the complaints she brought home whenever her Master had gotten burned by her previous behavior. Stephanie bent forward and leaned up as she taught her stepdaughter to. Then smiled up at the taller boy that had been dragged around by her as her voice purred,

“How’ve you been, Tiger? Did you get that request I emailed about getting those photos from you?”

Jessica could feel her Master’s nerves grow at being touched. Then she felt his body go rigid, but he managed to sigh and smile with another anxious laugh,

“Y-Yeah. S-Sorry, Mrs. Edwards, I was working on something to send you, but I got uh…distracted….”

The woman licked her lips, and Jessica watched as she poked at his chest, inspecting him as if he was a new specimen and not the little boy from her stepdaughter’s childhood,

“Oh, I can guess why. So, how long have you been dating Jessica now, Simon?”

The young man looked away from the older blonde and rubbed his head, “Um, awhile….”

Jessica noticed as her Stepmother’s eyes narrowed and looked into her emerald eyes with suspicion as she continued to smile at her boyfriend, “Is that so, hm? Well, you’ve definitely gotten cute since I last saw you. It just hasn’t been the same at the house with you running around the house with Jessica. She hasn’t been too forward with you, has she?”

“Steph!” the cheerleader flushed and protested as the adult did what adults usually did and teased her.

Simon himself continued to look away in thought as his cheeks turned pink, but the genie in his arms began to notice as his grip tightened on her; an unseen hand snaking closer and closer to holding her ass again,

“Don’t tease him like that! He’s sensitive!”

The blonde hugged her childhood companion tightly against her as she pouted out of embarrassment and tried to make sure he remained calm. Unfortunately, the emotions inside of him were growing, and whatever façade he was trying to put up for her couldn’t last much longer.

Stephanie giggled and teased her stepdaughter further, “Oh, Jess! That’s so adorable! You’re bringing up so many memories for me being that protective! Don’t worry…I won’t bite, that is if Simon is still a good boy. You are a good boy, aren’t you, Simon?”

Okay, that was just cruel! Jessica’s face puffed as she watched her Stepmother lean into her Master’s face as if she was about to kiss him, and she fluttered her eyes. Finally, the woman stopped and gave the boy a wink after tracing a finger under his chin to make him turn red in the face.

“Yeah….”

Jessica whined again, “Steph, don’t….”

The genie felt the woman’s hand suddenly grip onto and pull one of her arms from Simon’s torso and tugged her away,

“Now, now, Jessica! Don’t worry. You can spend more time with your boyfriend tomorrow….”

The cheerleader felt Simon clutch harder onto her ass as he stopped the woman from taking the young woman another step out of his arms,

“Oh, um! Mrs. Edwards, I kind of picked Jess up so that we could go check on one of our teachers that wasn’t feeling well.”

The woman paused and nodded to acknowledge his statement, “That’s sweet of you both to do, but Jessica hasn’t been home in a while, Simon. Her father and I would like it if she came home for today….”

The genie watched as the tension began to build as Stephanie clenched her grip on her stepdaughter’s hand as she mentioned the last part. But, unfortunately for her Stepmother, her Master wasn’t intent on giving in to her demands.

“Can’t we talk this out? I wish the three of us could go somewhere private where we could discuss this….”

“Mmph!” the genie gasped and bit down on her mouth as she squirmed and twisted her legs up against her boyfriend.

Her stepmom suddenly stopped resisting and spun around, “Alright then.”

The teenagers suddenly scrambled as they followed the blonde woman as she suddenly began walking toward one of the nearby shops on the street and up to one of the corner buildings. The two watched as Stephanie nonchalantly pulled a key ring from her pocket and opened the door to let them inside. Instead, they followed her past the open area and into the back, where a break room was.

“How does she have a key to this place, Jess?”

Before answering or following up on her Master’s question, the genie’s Stepmother turned around and leaned on the nearby counter with a smile, “We’ve sold this space recently, but the new owners haven’t moved in yet. So, private enough, but let’s make this brief, okay?”

The woman hummed and smiled as if it was only an obstacle, but otherwise oblivious to what had happened. Jessica felt concerned as she felt her boyfriend’s emotions change as he smiled innocently enough.

“C’mon, Mrs. Edwards, it’s not that bad that I spend time with Jess, is it? We used to have sleepovers all the time.”

Stephanie sighed as she reminisced for a moment, “And don’t I know it, and I’m so happy to see you both together again! So I’ll tell you what, how about you come by later?”

The woman’s grey eyes looked at the young woman as she reached out and held both their hands, “I know Ted would like to thank you in person for looking out for her. Your father was really quite happy to see you with Simon again, sweetie! But we should get back to him, now….”

“Master, what are you up to? Why are you….”

His hazel eyes looked away from Stephanie as he nervously looked to whisper in his genie’s ear, but his voice was not one of nervousness but of resolve,

“I wish your stepmother was in a hypnotic trance.”

Jessica let out a gasp as she clutched at herself, her Master’s hand beating her there as he used his own to keep her upright. Stephanie reacted momentarily to her stepdaughter’s near-collapse,

“Jessica, are you….”

The cheerleader heard the woman’s voice cut out, her moan sounding as her Stepmother’s stylish purse fell onto the floor. As the blonde tried to keep from pleasuring herself, her emerald eyes gazed upward at the woman standing across her, unmoving and staring ahead with empty eyes and mouth agape. She quickly spun to see her Master’s face as it glared toward the woman as he grabbed his genie’s hand.

“Why did you make me do….”

“Answers.”

Answers. Jessica’s eyes widened as she realized what was going on, understanding the single word from her Master’s mouth instantly. Simon had been with her to see how Stephanie had talked about his girlfriend behind her back. He was livid. The protective nature of the awkward teenager toward his genie made him especially motivated to do something like this. As the cheerleader looked at her now entranced Stepmother, the same determined look and frown formed on her own face.

Yes. Answers. Jessica wanted them, too. Now they would be able to get them. The woman who helped raise her, mold her was helpless and standing in front of them.

It was not her Master but the genie that stepped forward first and walked in front of her slightly slumped over Stepmother.

“Stephanie,” the anxious blonde bombshell gulped as she breathed, “Can you hear me?”

No response. The trophy blonde was deeply entranced inside her own head. That would mean having to get her to talk another way.

“Simon says answer me when I speak to you.”

Slowly, the hypnotized woman’s eyes blank once, and Jessica swallowed another knot in her throat and tried again,

“Can you hear me?”

“…yes…”

The older blonde’s voice was distant, emotionless, breathless, and slow to answer. Unsure, however, the genie turned back to her Master, who only nodded and moved forward to hold her hand and wrap around his girlfriend from behind. His eyes locked on her **** Stepmother as much as her own emerald orbs now were.

Simon stepped forward and approached her Stepmother. As Jessica watched her Master’s calculating and cold gaze on the helpless woman as he spoke into her ear,

“Mrs. Edwards, stand up straight if you can hear me.”

The blonde watched as the stylish woman’s dyed blonde hair bounced as she straightened up at the response of her Master. The cheerleader bit her lip at the sight of her childhood friend beginning to test the limits of her Stepmother’s trance. But, while she had to make Stephanie respond, the auburn-haired teenager had no trouble getting the woman to follow his orders.

“Walk from the doorway to the wall and back,” he commanded coldly.

Jessica felt her own emotions conflict once again as her trophy stepmother continued to walk almost robotically in response to her Master’s orders. Seeing a family member under the control of her powers filled her with anxiety and concern. Yet, Stephanie was still the woman who helped raise her, as she had manipulated her.

On the other hand, seeing her Master manipulate and control her own family out of his need to protect her and find answers fed her submissive needs. Jessica couldn’t help but find this current display of control by her dorkish boyfriend attractive. Stephanie’s empty grey eyes wrapped around her fingers, knowing how eager the woman was to have her father’s attention. When it came to boys, the woman always told her stepdaughter not to be afraid to give them what they want and then take it from them. Her flirty nature fed into the genie’s playful behavior and need to please. Now Master was in control, and she looked so helpless before him.

“Jess.”

Simon’s voice snapped the curious and pink-cheeked genie from her thoughts. The auburn-haired photographer moved his hands back onto her body possessively, catching her attention as he remained serious but a look of concern toward his childhood bestie,

“Do you want to be the one to do this?”

“M-Me?”

“She’s your Stepmother. You should be the one to question her. I want you to get the answers you want.”

The sound of his thoughts made the genie bow her head. If only to duck her eyes away to latch one of his hands onto hers. The other of his hand safely and firmly latched to her ass, delivering encouraging strokes. The blonde nodded as she felt Simon trying to encourage her to stand up for herself.

“Okay,” the blonde nodded and took a deep breath as she stood before the entranced woman again.

“Steph. Is it true you were our maid before you married Daddy?”

The woman continued to stare straight ahead, her voice lost in the trance as she answered again,

“Yes….”

The genie’s emerald eyes widened and looked worriedly as she let her body instinctively wrap around and cling to Simon, as she struggled to deal with the memories again,

“H-How old were you…when you started?”

“…Nineteen….”

Jessica began trying to process the information as the memory of her parents’ wedding began to claw at her, gripping and clutching tightly on her chest as she struggled to ask the next question,

“Did Daddy…hire you…to look after me?”

“…No….”

The genie’s fists clenched as she struggled even more as pulling at the threads behind her family’s past brought a more tremendous toll on her emotions. She watched the woman that had raised her in place of her mother remain still, an apparent conflict of betrayal and adoration continuing.

“Do you even love me, Steph?”

“…of course…I love you….”

The blonde cheerleader choked back a sob as she sniffled and hesitantly followed up, “A-As a daughter?”

The woman remained silent, staring straight ahead, saying nothing. Her silence made the teenager angrier as she clenched her fists and clung tighter to her Master’s hand. Jessica spat out with resentment,

“As a wind-up doll?”

“…wind-up doll….”

Stephanie’s voice remained distant as it repeated the phrase out of repetition, but to the genie, it seemed more or less the answer to her question, further driving her anger. The blonde sniffled and spat out again,

“Is that all I am to you?”

The entranced woman remained frozen as she answered blankly again, “…No…Jessica…more than that….”

“Then why did you call me a wind-up doll at your wedding! Why did you make me act like you? Dress like you want? What am I to you!”

As the genie’s emotions grew more and more painful, her eyes watering, the woman remained frozen as she took time before she answered.

“…you’re my golden girl….”

The young genie froze as she faced and whispered the words back to Stephanie, “G-Golden girl?”

“Elaborate,” Simon ordered, his voice growing more authoritative as he growled while his grip tightened on his property,

“Now.”

Stephanie’s lips remained ajar, and then spoke again, her gaze vacant and distant, the lack of emotion in her voice extending,

“…Jessica was the child of Teddy…was told to take care of her…if I took care of Jessica…would be rewarded….”

Jessica submitted and allowed Simon, in his state, as his anger grew, to take over the questioning of her Stepmother. Her mind left shocked as she felt herself relive the moment that she wasn’t even a person.

“Did her father tell you to take care of her?”

“…No.”

“What?”

Both teenagers looked at each other with surprise and then back at the former maid turned trophy wife. Slightly confused but still pressing forward, her Master asked the question both agreed on,

“Then who told you to take care of her?”

The woman’s voice became more robotic, stating bluntly as fact, “I do not remember. Only told to take care of Jessica. That I would be rewarded….”

Jessica’s eyes widened further as she struggled and stuttered out the only thing she could ask,

“W-Why? Why don’t you remember?”

“…I don’t remember….”

“Then remember!” the cheerleader snapped as tears threatened to spill from her eyes, “I order you to remember!”

Stephanie’s eyes began to roll back in her head as her arm began to spasm, followed by her right leg, her breasts began to shake and bounce, and Simon quickly intervened.

“Stephanie! Stop at once! Remain still!”

Jessica now covered her face as she looked on in horror, her Stepmother’s nose now bleeding as she remained frozen in her spot once more. Her boyfriend quickly moved forward to check on her condition as the genie had some tears escape as she pressed the back wall behind her again.

“She was about to have a major seizure….”

“I’m sorry,” she shut her eyes and apologized to her Master as she failed to stop herself from crying.

Her emerald eyes were panic-stricken as she held her hands up to her face as she continued to watch her Stepmother readjust from her spasms. Her mouth could not form her next question as she watched her Stepmother remain at attention as her nosebleed dried and remained under control.

Jessica couldn’t do it. She couldn’t keep going after even the most basic questions were asked. They hadn’t even asked the more complicated ones, and she was already a wreck.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Master!”

Quickly her childhood companion wrapped his large arms around him and collapsed on top of her into a hug, holding her tightly as she struggled to handle the situation they now found themselves in. Then, soothingly, he stroked her head and ass at different times, allowing his genie to sniffle and be allowed to recompose herself.

“Just let me handle this now, okay? I’ll take care of it. I’ll be in control. I’ll be right here. Okay?”

His vow and reassurance allowed the blonde to nod and rub the tears from her eyes. She didn’t have the same stomach for these questions, and as long as he remained in control, she could follow his orders and listen. He was worried about what this was doing to her as well.

“I’m…I’m all right,” the cheerleader nodded as she breathed a deep sigh, “I’ll just listen and watch you.”

“Good. Just grab my shoulders if you want me to stop. Okay?”

Childishly the magical teenager nodded and bowed her head, “Okay, Master.”

Her eyes looked up as Simon wiped her face clean and pecked her forehead with a smile. As always, she was his main priority, and he would stop if it would make her feel better, but this had to be done. They weren’t done yet. Her dorkish Master wiped away his softness and returned to focus his colder demeanor and increased anger on the entranced Stephanie.

“Repeat after me. It is wrong to upset Jessica. I will never do it again.”

“…It is wrong to upset Jessica. I will never do it again,” the woman droned as she remained frozen.

“Repeat it three times. You’ll believe it more and more every time until you know it’s true. Now.”

Jessica felt a pleasurable chill run down her spine as Simon ordered. Her stepmother obeyed, saying her name three times, her voice surprisingly turning from robotic to tender as the woman did so. Stephanie remained frozen in place again as she watched her Master inspect her Stepmother coldly. At one point, he undid the front of her tight white pants. Then, his hand disappeared and touched the woman underneath the peaking fabric underneath. The cheerleader could feel the photographer’s emotions as they bore resentment, guarded but calculated resolve.

“If you do not love Jessica as a daughter. How do you love her?”

Not even moving or reacting to the fingers against her pussy, Stephanie’s droned voice responded,

“…she’s my perfect little sister…I only want what’s best for her that her father wants…I want her to be happy and grow up as she should…be the perfect daughter for her father….”

Jessica sighed and clutched at her skirt as she remained against the wall. Of course, her relationship with Stephanie had always been more of a sibling than a mother. She knew that but at least hearing her Stepmother say that herself made her feel relieved. If only before Simon started asking more questions.

“What does being ‘the perfect daughter’ for her father entail? Does that mean going to college? Is her life planned out?”

The older blonde woman opened her mouth and began to speak, surprisingly revealing hesitation to answer that particular question,

“…we have…not discussed…our plans for her…to her…in front of her….”

“But you had plans for her.”

“…yes…just in case….”

The genie picked herself out of the wall as her interest grew as she heard her Stepmother’s words, her mind echoing her thoughts toward her Master,

“So they were keeping their plans after High School from me? Why?”

Then Stephanie answered the rest of Simon’s question as she hadn’t finished speaking, “Jessica must be…perfect…for Teddy…always do as he says…accept our rules…always be happy…smiling…do as she’s told….”

“You said ‘do as she’s told’ twice.”

“No…do as she’s told…for the business….”

The business?

“What does that entail?”

Jessica felt her jaw drop again as Stephanie began to spill the details of her future role. As her Stepmother spoke, the plan started to be unveiled in greater detail to both teenagers. Her father wanted to have Jessica take over his business, and if she was not capable of doing so, do what all daughters of the wealthy and powerful were always meant to do:

Marry and have children.

The trophy daughter’s destiny to remain the spoiled daughter forever or become the trophy wife to someone her parents picked for her. Jessica covered her mouth and felt her face pale as she clenched her teeth in anger. Her parents had gone further in molding her than she had first thought, but it was worse as Simon continued to question the entranced blonde,

“If Jessica didn’t show interest in the business, you were going to do what?”

“Take her…to meet with my friends…on the boat….”

The boat. Jessica’s emerald eyes shot wide open as she repeated the thought again to herself. Simon watched the young woman wrap her arms around her shoulders.

“Your friends on the boat. You mean her father’s women. The ones you slept and partied with? The ones that scared her when she was a toddler and traumatized her. Those friends?”

“…yes…we would spoil her…make sure she was loyal…forever dependent…to Theodore….”

So that was her future. To become one of the girls, be spoiled into becoming one of them. The blonde felt the tears push out again, but her face was not one of sadness but anger. It didn’t matter what was going to happen to her. The genie would be denied her future regardless of what she wanted or not. Not deciding who or what she wanted, even before she knew. It only confirmed what she already knew.

Only Master had genuinely cared about her.

And he was just as angered by hearing the plan as she was, “Did you make Jessica stop hanging out with me because of that? Was I a threat to those plans?”

“…No…I don’t know that…Jessica so attached to you…you were valuable…Jessica listened when promised time with you…had to be comforted when you weren’t around…spent more time….”

Stephanie used Simon and his absence to grow her relationship with her. Jessica clenched her teeth down harder as she muted her growl. The cheerleader wanted to smack her Stepmother as she remained staring off into space dumbly in that trance. Instead, the intensity of her anger grew as her Master’s emotions grew in unison. Hearing he was being used as a bargaining chip for their childhood friendship added more fuel to the fire that already existed for them.

But as she scanned Simon’s mind again, the genie realized her Master had an idea. As his phone vibrated with a text from his sister, it became a devious one at that. The teenager pulled his hand and fixed the woman’s pants again as he gave another order,

“Stephanie. Take out your phone.”

Jessica watched as her Stepmother’s golden cased phone was pulled out from her purse that remained stuck on the floor and waited.

“Text your husband that you’ve found Jessica. Then tell him that she’s going to see her teacher and that you’re following her there to make sure for her to come home.”

The woman did exactly what was ordered and then snapped back to attention. The phone dropped as her hand straightened. Afterward, Simon suddenly grabbed onto the woman’s right breast, causing the stepdaughter and girlfriend to gasp as he growled in her ear.

“You are going to pick up your things, and you will go to your car. You will follow the car parked to its left and then get out and walk up to it and wait for us to order you again. You will not respond to anyone or anything. Do you understand, trophy?”

“...I understand.”

Jessica felt another pleasurable shudder as she watched her Master spank her Stepmother with a loud smack. He then ordered the woman again,

“Then do as I say.”

Stephanie reached down and picked up her purse and phone again and began to walk out the door calmly and without a word. Simon approached the astonished blonde genie from behind and whispered in her ear as the blush forming on his cheeks,

“Let’s go, Jess. I better tell Sam where we’re going.”

The blonde bombshell quickly spun and planted a kiss on his lips as her arousal rose from the power move he displayed for her, “Yes, Master.”