She begs you for mercy

"Please, mercy," Nasim begs.

"Mercy?! Are you kidding me? You tried to cut off my hand and then kill me!" you shout angrily, causing her to retreat in fear.

"Yeah, not happening, bitch," Alexandra adds.

"Please!" Nasim gets down on her knees and crawls over to hug your legs. You stare down at her cleavage for a second before kicking her away. "Please, I can teach you everything I know about magic and how to use the genie. There's so much you don't know yet."

"Genie, is she telling the truth?"

"Yes, master," Genie says.

"How old are you? Seems like you've been around for a while," you ask Nasim.

"I'm 35. That was the age I used the genie to preserve myself at. I have lived for centuries since."

"Oh. Interesting. Genie, can you make Alexandra and I immortal too? What happens to Nasim now?"

You feel a jolt within your body like something has changed. "It is done," Genie says. "My former mistress will now resume aging as normal."

You fall silent as you ponder Nasim's offer. She does make a good point about magic that you don't know about. Until today, you hadn't even considered the possibility of other magical items apart from your rings. Who knows how many other Nasims would try to take your power away? It was a whole new world.

Sensing your hesitation, Alexandra reaches down to your cock that's still rock hard and starts stroking you slowly. It's tough to imagine that you'd forgotten about the blue pill you had popped earlier and how aroused you still are.

"How can we trust you? Maybe you should show us that you're sincere," Alexandra says to the woman on the ground. You exchange a knowing look with your fiancee.

"How... how do I do that?" Nasim asks, even though she knows where this is going.

"Get down on all fours," Alexandra says.

The Persian woman is visibly torn, but after a few moments, sighs and turns around on her hands and feet.

Alexandra laughs and kicks some sand at Nasim. "Naked, silly!"

Nasim leans back on her knees and you can hear her taking in a deep breath. She slips the dress off her shoulders, revealing her perfect brown skin. Standing up, she slowly pulls the dress down and off her body until it falls to the ground. Her body is perfect and her ass looks like you could bounce a quarter off of it. There's a tattoo of the sun on her lower back, right where her long black hair ends.

"Oh shit," Alexandra remarks suddenly. "I've got to go tell the guests that everything's okay and the party's back on. Honey, you've got this, right? " She kisses you on the cheek and runs off before you can respond.

You take a few steps closer to Nasim as she gets down on all fours again with her palms facing down and ass protruding upwards. If she was fully clothed, you might have thought she was praying to the gods. Maybe she is, as you kneel behind her and position your cock at her pussy lips. It's nice and smooth, with no trace of any hair.

"Were you a princess?" you ask, pressing the tip of your cock against her lips.

"What?"

"Were you a princess?"

"... yes."

You push your cock slowly into Nasim, enjoying how tight she is. The feeling of entering a new pussy is wonderful and one that you always savor. "Never fucked a princess before," you say as you grab her waist and start to gyrate your hips back and forth.