Jeanie Lampless

"I wish for you to be free of your genie life! I wish you were a regular human woman named Jeanie Lampless!" As my third and final wish left my mouth, Genies' hands swirled before coming to a sudden halt. With wide eyes she looked up from her meal, shock written across her face. Suddenly, her shackles unhooked and dropped from her ankles and wrists, the collar around her neck cracked and split in twain before falling to the ground. Her lamp, once glowing with a magical energy, went dim and cold, rendered to a normal oil lamp.

"Master?" Hurt and shock **** her voice.

"Congratulations, Jeannie. You are now free of your slavery as a Djinn." My smile is wide as I stare into her eyes.

"As... a Djinn?" Suddenly, understanding lights across her face. Free from slavery as a Djinn, but now she was a human. And that freedom, was never promised. She suddenly leaps from the table, starting to run away from me. Unfortunately for her, she's stopped short and halted when new shackles ensnare her wrists and ankles, her cries cut short as a new collar fits itself around her throat. Suddenly, she's entrapped again. Not to any lamp, but to me. Tears fall against her face as she turns to glare at me. "Why? This isn't what we agreed on!"

I smile as I approach her, I scoff and grab her chin in my hand. "Oh, dear girl. I've upheld every promise I made. I gave you freedom from your life as a Djinn, you should be thanking me. I know I'm grateful to you." I drop her face and turn to my cave, my treehouses, my home. "Now, this was fine for a man, but for a God? Oh, this simply wont do; not at all."