You wish yourself out of the room

As the golem is moments away from grabbing you, you call out to Raniyah. "I want to get out of this room!"

The djinn waits a few moments, until the golem is practically right on top of you, then smoothly replies. "Of course, Master."

You feel a wave of dizziness, and everything seems to grow and go blurry. You lose track of what's going on for several seconds, then find yourself landing heavily on what feels like an expensive rug.

As your head clears and you climb to your feet, you realize it is indeed a rug. Turning your head to look around, you see a room filled with extravagant decor, most of it of a distinct flavor reminiscent of Raniyah's jewelry.

Finally, your eyes settle on an enormous bed, scattered with dozens of pillows. Reclining in the center of it is the djinn, Raniyah. A triumphant smile lingers on her face as she gives you a little wave.

Confused, you glance about the room again. "W-where is this?"

The djinn smiles, casually crossing and uncrossing her legs. "Outside of the room you were in." She grins in amusement as you glare at her for the non-answer.

"To be more specific..." The djinn gestures about theatrically. "This is my home."

You pause for a few moments as that sinks in. "The lamp." Raniyah doesn't bother nodding.

Well, you suppose, at least you should be safe in here until you can figure out what to do next.

Raniyah's overly gleeful smirk is a bit distracting, but you soon decide on what to do. You make your wording specific enough to avoid mishaps... "I want to go back to the room with the dirt floor that we had sex in."

Raniyah merely lies there, watching you without any movement. Wondering if she didn't hear you somehow, you repeat yourself, but the djinn still doesn't budge.

There's a sinking feeling in your stomach as you realize Raniyah has completely dropped the whole 'Master' routine ever since you've joined her inside the lamp.

Raniyah's next words confirm your darkest fears. "I'm sorry to say it, but I'm unable to grant your request." She looks anything but sorry with the grin stretched across her face.

The djinn shifts her position on the bed, propping herself up with her elbows to look at you more easily. "After all, I'm only permitted to grant wishes to the possessor of my lamp, and..."

She sighs in a clearly feigned display of regret. "...Sadly, my lamp does not currently seem to be among your possessions."

Realizing the djinn has conspired to trap you in here, you stride towards the djinn angrily, determined to make her let you out.

Climbing onto the bed, you grab Raniyah by both shoulders, pushing your face up towards hers. "Let. Me. Out."

Not struggling despite how hard you're gripping her shoulders, Raniyah lets out another mock sigh. "That's impossible."

You prepare to shake her, but her voice continues calmly. "If I could send things out of the lamp, I wouldn't be stuck inside of it. The only way out is for someone to rub the lamp."

Her words have a ring of truth to them, and you find yourself full of a mix of despair at your situation, and rage at the cause of it.

You shove Raniyah flat onto her back and pin her beneath you.

The urge to lash out at the djinn gets muddled with the existing urge to fuck her brains out, and before you know it, you've pulled your cock out and thrust it all the way inside her.

The djinn gasps, but the sound seems more pleased than scared.

Using the djinn's pussy as an outlet for your anger, you fuck her harder and rougher than you'd ever have thought you were capable of.

You're sure your treatment of the djinn's body would leave bruises on any normal woman, but the brown-skinned beauty seems impervious to any serious harm.

Your rage only fueled more by the fact that Raniyah seems to enjoy every moment of it. In fact, you feel the djinn's body quivering underneath you with no less than three orgasms by the time you finally shoot your load inside of her.

Fury dimmed somewhat after cumming, you roll off the djinn, not sure what to do next.

The question immediately answer itself in your mind. You need to fuck Raniyah again.

The urge is overpowering, and despite your exhaustion, you grab hold of the djinn, pull her over to you, and begin fucking her like an animal.

Raniyah is completely in her element, seeming to revel in the frantic thrusts that repeatedly hammer the inside of her pussy.

You lose track of time, mindlessly rutting like a beast until you finally cum deep inside the djinn's pussy.

To your dismay, the urge to fuck her yet again surges through you even stronger than before, and you can't stop yourself from thrusting your sore and aching cock into Raniyah yet again.

You lose track of how many times Raniyah lets you cum inside her, your entire body aching with fatigue.

Finally, the djinn is either satisfied - or simply willing to take mercy on you - because she waves her hand before your face, and as a wave of lethargy creeps over you, you drift off to sleep.

When you wake, fucking Raniyah is your top priority, outweighing all other concerns. You eat the food that she conjures for you only when compelled to do so, and are unable to bring yourself to rest without the djinn's magical assistance.

You spend the rest of your days under the djinn's influence, anger fading more and more into raw bestial desire every time you fuck her.

For her part, Raniyah takes extremely good care of you, ensuring that you live a long and healthy life. With centuries or even millenia likely ahead of her before being released from her lamp again, the djinn makes sure to wring every last decade out of you.