Tamara

“Greetings, Mistress. I am Nadira. Please allow me to relate the rules of our current arrangement.” Tamara could only nod. Tamara was only 19. She was cleaning out the attic in her sorority. She was pledge and as per the rules, she was effectively a toy for her senior sisters. She was certain that she had pleased every one of them by now. By the rules of the House, she was only allowed to wear a bikini in the House and only after she completed her first trimester of challenges.

Her rear was still red from daily paddling and her feet still weak from the examinations from pumice stones and electric toothbrushes. And now a woman dressed like Barbara Eden with brown haired was before her. Dream or no, she was determined to enjoy this.

“Dear Nadira, I have some questions…if I may?” “Of course, Mistress.” “My new Mistress is clearly a servant, **** or harem concubine. That would explain her appearance, her deeply swollen red buttocks and her submissive and overly polite nature. It would be nice to punish some overbearing humans for once.” Thought the genie.

“If I wished for a mindless copy of you to take your place, would that constitute altering your sentence as you are still serving it…but you are free?” This caught Nadira by surprise. She had not considered that as no-one had ever asked her that. “I do not know, Mistress.” “What if I wished for a reality altering notepad with endless pages that only I could write in? I would then have endless wishes, but I still used one of my genie wishes. Is that permitted?” Nadira paused. She had heard of ways around the 3 wishes…and technically she still only got 3 wishes for Nadira. “I…believe that is acceptable, Mistress.” “If my wish for the mindless copy of you resulting in your freedom, would you be free but powerless. Or would you retain all or some of your power?” “I would retain some of my power, Mistress but less than I have now.” “But you would have the same but free if I wished for this?” “Yes, yes I would Mistress.” This Mistress was strangely kind and thoughtful. Trying to please them both. Nadira was uncertain if she should be worried or not.

“My first wish, dearest Nadira was for a reality altering notepad with endless pages which only I could write it and use.” “Done, Mistress.” The notepad appeared in her hands. Tamara decides to try something simple and using the pen near the notepad wrote “I would like a cup of coffee with milk.”

The cup appeared in her hands. She blew on it and took a sip. She smiled at its contents. “Second, I wish that Nadira retained or increased her current abilities regardless of her contract as well as was able to gain new abilities.” Nadira felt a jolt of power course through her. She could see wisps in the air and a thought occurred to her. She might be able to restore lost life. “Thirdly, I wish for a mindless copy to take over Nadira’s contract and that my wishes remained intact and Nadira is now free of her contract. Nadira stumbled and Tamara caught her. She was stunned to see a version of her with vacant eyes, declare “Goodbye Mistress.” and disappear. Tamara turned to Nadira and grinned. “Do you still have your powers, Nadira?”