Offer of help

Max wished himself home and rubbed the lamp summoning Hayley to appear before him.

She immediately lunged at him, hitting him, he told her to "Calm down or I'll have to make a wish." he said threateningly.

Hayley continued to hit him still but less violently, she was crying and wailing about how she loved Gearmo and because of Max she would never be able to be with him again without thinking of what had just happened.

Max playing dumb asked what happened.

Hayley spat viciously, "You know" as she scowled at him.

"Oh," Max said "How's the ass?" he smiled.

"Fuck you" Was all she responded with.

"I can't believe you still won't show me the proper respect, even after I've shown you want I can do," Max said.

"What's that around your mouth?" Max asked smiling, knowing full well.

Hayley groaned in shame, embarrassment and disgust as she ran to the bathroom to wash her own faecal matter from her face.

When she returned she sat down across from Max trying to hide the wincing pain on her face from her still sore behind.

Max, noticing offered, "Let me help, I wish you healed at twice the speed of a normal person and wouldn't get sick from any infection or disease."

Hayley looked at him and asked, "Why wouldn't you just wish me well, I'm still in pain".

"I know," Max said with a serious look on his face.

"When you've learnt to behave the way I want, then maybe, maybe, I will again show you some of the kindness I've always shown you before. At the moment, I'm only seeing you as an uncaring spoilt brat who could do with the odd ass fucking to learn some humility".

"Basically, if you were nicer to me then maybe I would help."

Hayley rolls onto her side facing away from Max.

"I wish you'd just die like John did," She said softly without an ounce of regret.

Max was hurt but knew where she was coming from.

I don't think that's likely he said in a normal level tone.

Hayley turned to look at Max.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"I wish that you and I would live forever, or for as long as I wanted. I wish that no harm would ever come to me. I wish no one could take the lamp from me or would ever figure out you are a genie."

"Master, no," Hayley said in a worried voice. She couldn't bear the thought of spending an eternity with this grotesque excuse for a man, he'd only known about his powers for a few short hours and already he'd broken her up from the love of her life and through a proxy assaulted and degraded her as she'd never been before."

Hayley was about to say something more when Max cut across her.

"Now, get in your lamp."

With that Hayley found herself engulfed in smoke and deposited inside the lamp alone and in pain. She laid on the cold floor of the lamp and hugged herself to sleep, whimpering as she did thinking of how her life had changed.