Home Remedy

Jessica nearly whimpered as she watched her master, who had refused to stop moving since the incident at the library. The blonde found herself tailing her childhood friend from behind like a worried puppy eager to catch up and distract him.

Simon knew, though, so he wouldn't allow her to stop him. The cheerleader fumed as she knew he was reacting and moving too fast because he couldn't calm down. The flight or fight response within him wanted to do both at once. Since shouting at the top of his lungs and furiously scratching at his scalp, he obsessively rushed and made moves that saw her try and put her foot down to no avail to hit the distressed brakes.

He packed everything in his room into a large black duffle bag. After shoving his equipment into one suitcase, he threw clothes and his entire computer into the bag, then picked up the portal for the genie's mother and threw it in with most of the things he would need. The cheerleader stood still and out of the way. Simon's emotions were so overwhelming that she was ready to crack when an order came.

At first, with everything packed, Jessica thought they were going on the run. Would Simon really take them on the lamb? He had already taken them across the planet once. She attempted to protest,

"We can't just leave!"

She shrank back down and realized that wasn't what the plan was.

It turned out they were only returning to her home, where it had all started. Before he could speed like a drag racer through the front door or race from the driver's seat, Jessica finally pinned him down. The genie planted her feet against her master's as the genie haphazardly stumbled and pinned over the driver, her ass against the steering wheel of his car, setting off his horn, and pressed hands against his shoulders that squeezed tight,

"No!"

Her emerald orbs shined in defiance, then she banged her hands against his torso as the car honked; her ass bounced back when doing so,

“No! No, No, No! NO!”

She watched his face stop, finally **** to look at her, his thoughts and emotions still going a mile a minute, having to go to a screeching, sudden halt that crashed like a freight train. A messy stop. His heart was beating rapidly, and his eyes were so intense Jessica wanted to drop immediately onto the ground beneath him and submissively wrap around his legs to beg for forgiveness.

Instead, she fought up the urge to huff, her face and body beginning to sweat as her breasts rose and fell in her dork of a boyfriend's face, the car horn blaring. The cheerleader dove forward, wrapped her arms underneath his arms and squeezed tightly into his chest. Finally, realizing he had an angry genie girlfriend pinning him to the car, Simon shut his eyes and took deep breaths.

'I'm not moving until you calm down!'

Was the thought shot into his head as Jessica waited to see if the volcano of panic, defiance, anger, and anxiety would subside in her childhood companion. She couldn't hide the worry behind the anger for much longer, and she knew it.

As experienced as she was at being the top bitch in high school, she knew Simon knew the real her would start breaking down if this kept going.

Master hated seeing her cry. She'd bawl like a baby if this kept up.

“I…I might….”

Finally, he grimaced and groaned with a hiss,

“I might need…to let off some steam….”

Jessica exhaled in resolve, "Say no more!"

She flung open the car door and pulled herself out, grabbing the duffle bag from the back and the boyfriend's shirt from the front. In a classic display, the Queen of Eastlake quickly flung the heavy bag into his chest, nearly knocking him to the ground.

Jessica's strength changed with her emotions as much as magic. It was not a light bag. He had at least two additional bags, plus his bookbag, weighing him down.

"Oopmh!"

Then, before he had time to sling it over his shoulder, Simon found the cheerleader grabbing him by the hand and dragging him up to the Edwards family home on the hill by the hand. It felt like childhood all over again when she burst through the front door and pulled him along without him even getting a word in. She only stopped briefly to spin around, slapped her arms and his hand at her sides, and huffed out a brief, 'Welcome Home, Master!'

Then, he continued to be pulled along without a choice.

Up the staircase they went, then to the right, and then down the main hall and to the left, where Simon found his girlfriend forcing his shoulders down and then pushing the surprised and overburdened boy onto her bed in the familiar confines of Jessica's bedroom,

"Sit!"

The Queen of Eastlake pushed the duffle bag off to the corner and removed the boy's other suitcase and bookbag, making sure not to overdo it with his belongings or break anything valuable. Once those were secure, the blonde spun around with her hands on her hips against the ruffled skirt she wore, stomping toward her overwhelmed dork of a boyfriend, and finally placed herself in his lap with a huff. Even though the annoyed frown was written all over it, Jessica's flushed cheeks and rapid heart rate made her chest rise in Simon's face all telegraphed the genie's intent. She anticipated more sex from her Master.

The best way for her childhood friend to let off steam.

Simon's torso fell back when the popular girl pushed him back. Jessica pinned that bigger body of his down with all four of her limbs, emerald eyes bearing into his surprised hazel ones, as she broke from a long, impatient kiss,

"There! Is this helping now?"

"Not really. You're pinning me on your bed," the master's voice stated with blunt observation.

The genie's face puffed up as her eyes squinted shut in frustration, a slight growl from her throat escaping as her mind spoke out instead,

'You said you needed to blow off steam. How's doing your genie in her house for the first time not helping?'

Simon felt his face heat up as his girlfriend's pout drew closer, her hold on his wrists not as firm as she would typically be.

Because Jessica wanted him to be the one in charge, not her. The blonde didn't have to make that point clear to him. She wanted Simon to use his strength to switch places so her Master could make use of his ****'s body as he pleased.

Simon attempted to snap his brain from the continued sense that overwhelmed his thoughts. The tension that twisted against his skull, the pounding in his temples. Jessica above him, as she watched her sweet dork as he smacked his head back against the soft marshmallow cloud of bedding that her wealthy girl upbringing had afforded her. Her bed was always soft and cozy. The boy could remember it always being so squishably soft and fluffy. His younger self remembered easily being trapped with his best friend under puffy comforters, fluffy blankets, and fine sheets. In his memories, he recalled the younger Jessica smiling and helping to use her bedding to make blanket forts. Simon still envisioned how sometimes a young blonde girl crawled out from underneath the large frame holding the mattress that turned into the usual tight hug when she jumped out to see him.

It was easy to hide underneath, she said. Monsters couldn't find her, and she liked how easy it was to hide from her parents.

It was no trouble to share it with her childhood companion for sleepovers.

Thankfully, that same softness kept Simon's head from taking any damage it tried to inflict. The teenager it was attached to shut his eyes to take another deep breath and sighed heavily - still filled with the tension he had since he walked out the library doors, but finally said something back to his hovering girlfriend,

"I fucked up."

"How?"

Jessica's dagger of a retort made the young man growl as he responded in a mumble. Simon repeated the realization that set him off,

"We got caught…."

"What?"

Finally, he let the steam valve release,

"We got fucking caught! Okay!"

The Master of Jessica Edwards finally snapped, letting out more of his emotions as he managed to break the genie's grip and then gripped her back in his own,

"I wasn't careful enough, and because of my stupid wish, I put you in danger! Not to mention what your Mom will think when she finds out! If she's not spilling the beans to her Master right now! I fucked up, and who knows how many others are aware we exist! All because I was trying to help more…."

Jessica's eyes narrowed at him as she frowned. Simon turned away from her face in shame but used his larger build to hold her as he sat up. He rubbed his eyes as the emotions and feelings in his head mashed together at once. His lover's voice became soft,

"You don't know that."

Simon's insides twisted at that fact. It still didn't change the fact he went too far. The awkward teen's face scrunched, the feeling of wanting to bawl his eyes out combined with the feeling of wanting to rage, to fight, to unleash misplaced aggression fought against each other. He had an overwhelming sense of pain and failure before he even started,

"Master, stop."

The auburn-haired boy shook his head and rubbed at the tension threatening to smash his head open,

"I can't…I have to keep working, I have to…."

"Simon."

The sound of Jessica's voice calling his name was followed by the wrapping of her arms tightly around his torso. Instantly, he snapped back into the present at her familiar embrace. She hadn't uttered the usual refrain, but the constricting hug of Jessica Edwards had the same effect as always,

"You can't think like that. You're just upset. Mom made a vow bound with magic. I know she won't give us up. I feel it inside me. I know she won't."

The genie crushed his ribcage as he uncomfortably grunted as she squeezed harder,

"Besides. They weren't here looking for you. Or me. They were looking for her."

Simon's rushed thoughts and feelings swerved as he looked at the crown of his girlfriend's golden hair. The young man propped himself up on his elbows as he tried to process what Jessica had just said,

"What? Who, they, what do…."

The genie attempted to hide her face while she spoke out toward the left side of his torso,

"So you remember that dream dance thing I told you about Mom doing to me? That other genie, Ifrallia? She did the same thing, I think. But it was different from Mom…I saw something inside her as she saw inside me. That vision you told me about when you got that shard, then the red whisp when I powered the portal for Mom, she was there, but she…."

Jessica looked up at her Master, pain and outright confusion in her eyes,

"When she grabbed me, she called me Mom's name. She thought I was my Mom. Like, she knew her somehow, and then when she knew I wasn't her, she started treating me differently."

Simon let his eyes finally blink at each fact he tried to process as his girlfriend revealed them.

The Ruby Djinn knew Jessica's Mother?

She thought Jessica was Maridallura?

"Her Master, the guy you were talking to, I think that was the same guy she fought with. I could see it all through her eyes. Like you told me, the whole thing: four djinn, that hooded guy, against three of the Masters in the Desert with that giant worm and spider thing."

Jessica buried her head deeper into her Master's chest,

"And the amulet, I saw the shard disappear when you picked it up. I saw a faint light that disappeared without form and something showing up during the battle. I couldn't see much more than that…."

Jessica's eyes peeked out over his chest,

"But, I don't think they were there to hurt us. I could feel it from her, the shock, the surprise at seeing me, and the words she told me. She wanted to help me."

Simon continued to look at his genie as she pulled herself up so she could trace a finger down her chin, neck, breasts, and belly as if recalling a sensation that had previously existed,

“She gave me something…told me what to do….”

Simon felt his eyes widen as he continued to replay the conversation in his head repeatedly with the person on the bench.

If that hooded man - if he was who he claimed to be, was he just returning the favor, then?

Did that mean his idea could work, or was it a trap?

If it was a trap, why give him more clues about what had happened?

Why would that genie go to all the trouble to help Jessica? What exactly did she give his childhood companion to help her?

The blonde continued to tell him of her encounter even as his mind was flooded with questions,

"She also told me that we had to find their works. Find what they left behind."

A genie warning and telling Jessica what she should do while her Master left breadcrumbs for him?

‘One-thousand-four-hundred-and-eighty-seven Mortal….’

His brain quickly did the math and uttered the answer aloud,

“Five-Thirty-Six.”

"What?"

Simon's hazel eyes widened as the information was processed rapidly, then looked toward his concerned beauty again,

"He wished for her to tell him how long it had been since she had been here. Since it was a command, she told him how many years it was, but the math makes it the year Five-Thirty-Six."

Jessica hesitantly raised an eyebrow as her main concern was for his mental state,

"What's so special about 536?"

Another moment clicked in the awkward teen's brain,

"History partner."

His brain continued to click faster than Jessica could keep up, and each vague response from his mouth started to confuse the genie,

"What?"

"Your history partner from last semester. I ran into him in the school library one time, and we talked about history stuff. He was the one who told me the year 536 is considered the worst year in human history…people thought the world almost ended…"

The teen moved to sit up further with his elbows as Jessica's eyes widened in surprise,

"But Mom said the Masters usually destroy the mortal worlds they find genie being used by humans. If they came after Ifrallia, her sisters, and her Master, that means it happened here before."

Jessica sat up as she put her fingers together and tried to think aloud what her Master's mind was already processing,

"So, then…if that happened in 536, that means…the Masters tried to destroy the world before!"

"And failed."

Jessica gasped as she clenched her temples and groaned. While Simon processed the information silently, his girlfriend did not,

"Fuck! I feel like my brain is about to explode again!"

The blonde genie's face squirmed as she messed her fingers through the side of her hair and frustratedly exhaled as she did so.

Simon's brain continued to click as he suddenly snapped up again, nearly headbutting his girlfriend back onto his lap,

"Fuck."

He then smacked himself hard on the forehead with his right palm without warning. Something the young man only resorted to when the situation was overwhelming to process,

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Shit. Fuck, Shit, Shitfuck…."

Jessica quickly grabbed his wrists before he could injure himself out of instinct, scolding him,

"Quit that!"

Sure, no harm could come to him while wearing the ring, but that didn't mean he could try and push that to the limit! Her hands clenched over his wrist as she glared with a pout,

"Now, focus! Tell me what you're thinking because I can't keep up. Say it aloud!"

The boy grimaced as he rubbed at his scalp with his free hand and then over his face as the words attempted to become tangible,

"I just have so many more fucking questions now. Like, why would Solomon come back here? He'd have no reason to, and the way the Ruby Djinn behaved with you, were they watching us the whole time? Are they still watching us? Did I cause some sort of fucking temporal paradox, or are we trapped in one? I didn't use time travel, but did someone else? How much would making a wish in time fuck up everything? How much magic would change history? More or less than total…."

Jessica's face went blank. She may have been the person who knew him better than most, but the Queen of Eastlake that once tormented him came out when she had difficulty comprehending things,

"Um…Master, I can understand you, but I still don't speak fluent dork shit…."

The emotional wave from Simon toward the blonde felt like he had just crashed full speed into a failed hurtle attempt and face-planted with the running track.

Unknown to him, Jessica immediately found herself flashing back to as she had seen him do so before - during her top bitch days and calling out his name to the delight of Tiffany and the others as he planted into the asphalt.

The genie immediately winced in pain as Simon tried to organize his thought process slowly.

"You remember when your Mom said that time passes differently outside this realm of reality, right?"

Jessica nodded as Simon sighed, knowing she still didn't connect the dots entirely,

"I don't know how magic affects spacetime, like, say I made a wish that affected time. That's a lot of fucking power that affects reality unless that thing in time was supposed to happen or not. It's the most fucked up and convoluted shit in sci-fi. We're already dealing with other realms. I really don't want to deal with whether or not there's temporal shit going on around us."

"Riiiiight," the genie acknowledged,

"Now my brain definitely exploded. That's, um, a question for Mom, probably?"

"She's going to kill me for putting you in more danger," her Master sighed.

"I mean, I feel like anything I do to change history would weaken things? Because, like, the more you use my powers to change reality, that's bad, right?"

The genie squinted as Simon could see she felt a headache coming on as her eyes shut and then held up a finger,

"And you know that changing the world is bad or something, so…maybe the Masters don't do it because they've tried it before or something? Honestly, I have no clue. I think I've just been around you long enough that maybe that's what you should think. I'm just the genie here, though."

Without warning, Jessica felt a large hand rubbing her head as she looked up. Simon managed to crack a smile as he felt the warm and wavy golden locks attempt to curl and intertwine with his fingers,

"Best genie, Jess."

Her cheeks felt warm as her heart began to palpitate from the praise. Simon hadn't said anything to her, but he had been worrying her the whole afternoon. In an attempt to mask her feelings, Simon watched as the cheerleader tried to raise her nose up in defiance, dropping his hands and crossing her arms,

"Don't you forget it, jerk!"

He smiled at her again. Finding it an adorable sight,

"I'm sorry."

"Good," the genie quickly and playfully pushed the boy back on the bed as she hopped off,

"Now, please change my clothes to what I want, Master!"

Still unsure of what his girlfriend was planning, Simon leaned up and snapped his fingers – only for a bright red and gold pom poms to start waving in his face. When it pulled away from his wide eyes, Jessica stood in yet another transformed Eastlake Cheerleader uniform. His eyes widened at the two-piece in school colors that was nothing more than a tight sports bra and a split-ruffled micro-skirt that threatened to reveal what covered her pussy the minute one of those perfect legs went off at an angle.

His girlfriend's hair was tied up in pigtails. Twin, long pigtails…

…like a stereotypical blonde bimbo.

"Um…."

Immediately, the Head Cheerleader struck another pose and planted both feet on the carpet with a prideful gaze,

"Squad or not, I'm still your number one cheerleader, Master! So turn that frown upside down! Because we're gonna get off the ground and turn this evening around!"

Jessica changed her body into different poses several times as she spoke. Thanks to years of practice, she created an impromptu routine with little effort. Simon watched the Head Cheerleader work as she flipped back onto the stunned young man's lap. Simon couldn't hide the familiar bulge growing against her again as the blonde swayed her pom poms together in his face and above his head,

"Now get ready! To lose your gloom! Because we're gonna fuck! In my room!"

Simon's face went deep red as he began to stutter at the smile painted on her face, gulping down the sudden knot in his throat,

"Y-You're room?"

The Head Cheerleader of Eastlake quickly moved the pom poms to her hips and huffed,

"Well, duh! We've done it in your room all the time. What's wrong with my room?"

The awkward boy struggled through his stutter to answer. His eyes darted in the realization of his surroundings and caused Simon's brain to scan and think back to all the other years and moments he had been in his childhood companion's bedroom,

"N-Nothing! It’s just…so soft….”

"And? So?"

His cheeks began to flare up as he felt a pair of eyes near the dresser,

"Also, Thumper is watching us."

Simon awkwardly pointed to the stuffed rabbit, who continued to smile as the stitching forever locked it in place. The genie began to blush and bite her lip in embarrassment, becoming flustered and trying to protest in whatever outrage she could muster,

"Y-You'd fuck me in front of that fucking pervert Kevin and thrall Talia, but not my Thumper!?!"

The young man's face squirmed as Jessica's eyes darted back and forth at the childhood toy that cemented their youth. Instantly, the genie felt a similar feeling of not wanting her favorite stuffed animal to watch her do something so personal,

"Yeah, okay. Right, I-I'll just put him away, then…."

The cheerleader bounced up and huffed at how ridiculous he was being,

"If you're going to act this way, I'm going to need to let it all out again more than you did at Kevin's. No one benefits from you being all wound up. Seriously."

"Okay. I'll let it all out of my system, but also… it's just…."

When the genie turned back, Simon's face of childish embarrassment could barely mask the well of pent-up frustration mixing with desire,

"There's another place in your house I wanted to fuck you in first…."

Jessica's emerald eyes piqued with interest as she continued to hold her pom-poms in front of her chest,

"Where's that?"

Oh fuck.

The genie bit down on her lip as she watched her Master open the door and enter the room where they first spiraled down the wishing well.

Her parent's room.

Jessica spun back as her face further warmed up at the realization of what Simon wanted to do,

"But Master, this is Steph and Daddy's…."

"Exactly."

Her Master's hand immediately cupped her face to look at her before she could hesitate further. Simon had finally allowed himself to shed his anxieties in an attempt to let out the stress. He was defiant, and with his aggressiveness came his possessive tendencies,

"That's why it's perfect. Your stepmother is your human doll out playing with your teacher, and your Daddy is out of town."

Simon's eyes became more intense as he allowed the possessive seething to ignite him further,

"Your Daddy. He's always off playing with one of his other girls, and at the same time, you've been so **** for him to notice you. You, the baby he actually made. All my life, I watched the same thing: Daddy this, Daddy that, always having to be his perfect little girl whom he spoils rotten instead of being there for you, never spending time with you, and supporting you back the way he should. Always winding yourself up for him to stay on his good side. Making his trophy toy wind you up to do what he wanted. Where was he to watch you be what he couldn't be at Eastlake? Daddy never bothered to be there for you. Never watching you compete, never watching you succeed, never being there to hold you when you're lonely. Yet he still needs you to be Daddy's girl, and you always were calling him Daddy, just like he wanted you to. He doesn't deserve you. None of them fucking deserve you."

Her arousal continued to spike even as she tried to message where it was going, __

'Don't make me call you Daddy. I'm not doing that. Don't you fucking dare, Mas….'

"I don't have to. You've known it the whole time. You've always said who the best was to me. So tell me it again, my love. Tell your Master he's better than your Daddy. Say it."

'Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!'

"Master is better than Daddy," Jessica found herself purring without resistance, her thong becoming damp beneath her uniform, in fact she felt herself falling further into their usual banter, in fact her voice sounded more perkier, bubblier, taking on a cartoonish aspect as she announced it again,

"My Master's always been more important than my Daddy! Master is the Best! The Master Bedroom should be for Master instead of Daddy!"

'Um….'

'Don't you dare stop! Keep going! Fuck! It's so hot!'

A hand cupped the back of her head behind her, and Jessica wanted to melt at the way Master was looking right at her. He didn't even blink, and the intensity made her heart spike,

"I'd never miss an opportunity to watch you perform, Jessica. You know I would watch you and be there for you without having to be asked. I'll capture it forever, so you'll always remember."

The genie bit down on her lip tighter as she moaned and bounced in front of her childhood beloved, and Master didn't disappoint. He leaned in, pulling her head to the side so he could nibble her ear and go down her neck,

"You love performing for me knowing that, don't you, my love?"

"Yessssss…."

"Because you'll always have my attention, won't you? Unlike Daddy."

Fuck. This should've been so fucked up, but god, it was hitting the same defiance of the Queen's old authority and submission to the only one that she desired. No one else was able to get this rise out of her. Simon knew all the buttons.

"Daddy won't ever take care of you like I will. He can never have you, own you, like I do. He can never have you like I can. You know it. Even your new Dolls know it, don't they? That's why you can't stop doing anything to keep my attention to yourself, right? I'll always praise you; be there for you. Daddy isn't here, but you know who is. Who the real Master of this house is."

Seeing herself in the mirror, Jessica could only think back to how the day had started and gone before this. That house of horrors Kevin built for himself with his fucking obsession of getting **** on her and all the other cheerleaders. All those transformed, slutty, sexy bimbos. Maybe that was where the idea originated, but she wanted to play with Master.

Jessica also knew there was another reason to let go and to not resist.

--

Jessica looked at herself in the mirror that morning. Simon finished cleaning up as she looked into the Harris bathroom mirror again. She spoke aloud to herself,

"A good genie obeys her Master. A loyal Master earns a loyal ****. A Djinn who loves her Master completely shall not be taken from her Master."

The young genie clenched her fists and flashed a face of determination against the mirror,

"I'll prove it to you, Mom. With Master at my side, I'll prove they're lying to you and bring you home."

--

"Yeah! Like, totally! I totally do! You're so right, Master!"

The genie winked and posed again,

"I'll do whatever it takes to get Master's attention! Like, I wub his eyes all on me so much! I'll totes do, like, anything to make you watch me, Master! We so TOTALLY don't have to be bribed with, like, pretty shoes. The Master of the House can, like, totally do and have anything. Like, ANYTHING!"

Even in his aggressive state, her dorkish Master still managed to raise a brow through his hungered and amused grin,

'Taking the bimbo angle a little hard, aren't you?'

The horny cheerleader pouted and puffed her lips as she purposefully wiggled and bounced her body forward,

"This morning was so silly! Disgusting Kevin had, like, copycat bimbos of me and Stephie-Doll! They were, like, SO very naughty! Silly, dumb bimbos were mean and copied Bad Jess, like, the Meanie Kev owned me, but he's, like, SO NOT my Owner!"

She shot out her pom-poms again with a giggle, dropping to her knees with a broad smile,

"Only my Master totally gets the real thing, so I'll act like that for, like, real! And then Master won't have to look at stupid copies when he wants a Barbie! He plays with ME! _I'm so totally a super-smarty-pants, right! _Which is so weird because I, like, don't wear pants! Master wants to, like, play with super-smarty-pants me now, right?"

His arousal shot through the roof again, and the genie felt wet at all the ideas now drowned out in his head for different ways to fuck her. The beast was loose again.

"Okay, beloved. I'll play with you."

Fuck, that gruff trapped in his throat. The low rumbling that took over his innocent demeanor made Jessica shiver so hard. He spanked her after she jumped back on her feet, breasts pressed forward and arms waving her pom poms as the blonde revealed how horny she was through her giggle and raced herself into her parent's bedroom to continue being the biggest bimbo cheerleader she could be as she spun back to face Simon.

With a single finger, he pointed to the floor again, and she dropped back to her knees, bouncing her breasts, hair, and arms excitedly as she devolved further and further into the identity of a vapid blonde bimbo that DeeDee Myers had displayed for her that morning.

Master grabbed his pants and undid the front of his belt, zipper, and button, allowing his hardened dick to shoot out like a rocket as he positioned near the bed. The controlling presence that emerged teasingly stroked as his head and shaft faced the genie,

"You want this?"

Jessica quickly nodded and giggled in her new persona,

"Yes, Master!"

Simon responded with a darker smirk as he moved and sat on the bed with his erect cock in full view,

"Then cheer for it, Captain."

As if she was given a shot of adrenaline, Jessica felt her body already bounce off the floor as her nipples hardened behind the tight white, gold, and red sports bra uniform top as her right leg peaked out from the slit in her ruffled red micro skirt with golden lines and white trim. Jessica had pictured doing something like this. She had seduced plenty in her regular uniform - boys loved cheerleaders, but nothing like this.

Her smile was large, bright, genuine, and downright horny.

She knew at that moment what her role was: Master's personal cheer captain. Only he could have the Captain of the team.

Suddenly, it didn't matter how demeaning the words or actions were. The improvised chants flowed naturally out of Jessica's mouth, along with the dance moves into her body,

"M-A-S-T-E-R, you're the one who is my star!"

"S-L-A-V-E, the one you own, and that's me! Sooooo!"

The genie clapped her pom-poms and swayed her hips seductively as she increased her volume and energy output, "Be aggressive! Be-Be Aggressive-gressive! BE! AGGRESSIVE!"

It was no secret what she wanted. She was broadcasting it as loudly as possible for encouragement. Simon couldn't afford to be timid under any circumstances, even if it was just sex.

'You liked it when I showed you off, didn't you?'

That internal growl, the dark voice inside her mind, sent a pleasurable chill and caused her to freeze up.

'We're both selfish about each other, aren't we?'

Damn straight they were! Jessica knew that, but she was going to keep teasing. Her face remained smiling, her giggle bubbly as she held both arms in the air and kicked back on one leg,

"Yes!"

The genie giggled and continued to bounce and change poses, doing her best to keep his eyes on her. So long as the Master's eyes were on her, she would feel his emotions grow more potent for her. All for her. No one else could take that from her. Jessica knew; she felt it in her core; after repeatedly being overwhelmed by her own magic, she knew what drove her.

"Look at me."

The cheerleader's legs split to the floor beneath her the moment the growl entered her ears. One leg nearly went under the bed, the other behind her as her Master stood up and walked over to her. Her eyes looked up at the hunger in the orbs above her but then nearly went cross-eyed as she looked forward and saw his erect shaft inches from her face.

"Gimme a C! " the genie found herself cheering as she shot her arms in the air,

"C! Give me an O!"

She curled her arms and bounced on the floor,

"O! Give me a C!"

She twisted her body and spun into the shape!

"C! Give me a K!"

The cheerleader stuck up her arm out with her leg,

"K! What's that spell?"

"Cock," her Master growled.

"YES!"

Jessica found herself back on her knees and bouncing as she said the word ever louder,

"COCK! COCK! COCK! MMPH!"

After the third time, her Master thrust said cock down her throat, earning a moan as the carpet beneath her became damp along with the bottom of her uniform. The genie's eyes rolled back into her head, her arms slumped and dropped the pom poms as Simon's hand became roughly affixed atop her head.

She moaned, and feeling took over completely. She had grown so used to having her boyfriend's cock in her mouth she could feel her own muscles adjusting on an instinctive level. The cheerleader could feel her body slowly turning more and more into Simon's personal fucktoy – and loving it.

"So incentivized," the low growl admitted from his lips.

Her body shuddered and moaned, knowing what he meant.

"So close…."

Her moans increased in anticipation at the words. Master was close, which meant her reward was drawing closer. The spunk inside her made her slow down the movement of her tongue and her breathing.

She wanted it. That damned impulsive wish made it so enjoyable. Jessica Edwards wouldn't dare utter the words; in fact, the Queen of Eastlake would be disgusted visibly by the idea of it publicly, but the more of a loyal genie she became, the more she loved it.

Then, without warning, her face and the suction were pulled off with a sudden pop. She gasped out in confusion as her Master's dick – still hardened and covered in saliva – was removed from her.

A noisy, feisty, and squealing whine of protest followed from the blonde's lungs, and eyes shot up in confusion, only for her young Owner to reposition himself on her parent's bed. He had her arch back with a dark grunt and speared himself between her breasts underneath the sports bra of her uniform. He pinned her down, both hands firmly gripped to both breasts as he began to titfuck the cheerleader as she lay back on the bed.

Jessica gasped as her legs spread outward, arms at her sides. She could only stick her tongue wide from her mouth and await the mess her Master would make. The sound of his drooled-over shaft squishing through her breasts was somewhat humorous, but the tightness of her uniform and his grip together **** the genie's chest to squeeze tightly.

"Do you know how hard it was to see you perform and not tell you how radiant you looked?"

Simon's predatory growl came as his grip tightened his arms up to his shoulders. The unfiltered honesty,

"It comes so naturally to you. That joy you exude when you move, that excitement. I've always known that. I used to experience it daily…then it was taken from me…I had to look away when you saw me. Do you know what it's like to have you always looking at me to having to avoid looking back at you at all?"

His eyes closed, and a loud groan followed as he couldn't hold back the volcanic ejaculation that sprayed itself across the genie's face and chest, into her mouth, and all her lips.

Jessica watched as he began to relax a bit, her Master's wits returning as the pent-up aggression lessened, and his face started to twist in regret at some of the words being said. Even with his cum on her tits and face, the smell and texture overwhelmed her pleasure centers. The dampness in her legs was increasing,

"Don't stop."

She reached down with both arms and pulled the top of her uniform over herself, and threw it to the floor as she looked straight at him, instinctively rubbing his seed into her skin or sucking ever-growing amounts into her mouth with her fingers and palms. Her emerald eyes couldn't look away from him. That same boyish face behind the maturing features. Master was so much bigger than her in height, even when she was slightly above average.

"I…I want to hear you say more about me."

She fell forward onto her elbows and knees on the bed as she took his semi-hard shaft to bring it back to life,

"I want you to let it out on me. Like before!"

The genie couldn't control her moans as she licked at Simon's cock again and again, with that heavenly smell and taste overriding her. Her inability to lie to her Master made the words flow from her without hesitation,

"The way you fucked me in front of Kevin to prove I was yours, I can't be angry for it. You turned my fear on its head. I loved every minute of it! Every disgusting act, and watching him lose control of himself, unable to take it! Making me display who I really am and driving him crazy! You're making him learn! Making me learn! Making us better!"

She panted heavily, trying to get it all out of her lips, her fogged-over eyes looking up pleadingly to his face,

"Look at me, Master! Master, do it again! Tell me more! I want to feel all of you! The real you...all of it on me!"

His eyes grew hungrier as the genie felt the same chill run down her spine, and again, the feeling of a predator loomed over her excitedly. Only one word echoed in her Master's head,

"Mine."

"Get off the bed."

Jessica didn't even think when the words left his mouth; she quickly did as she was told.

"Your stepmother-doll must have some lube and other accessories somewhere in this room. Find it. Bring it to me."

When his command hit her brain, Jessica went to one of the more embarrassing areas of her parent's room. She found it once and never spoke about it to anyone. Not even her friends. Stephanie had admonished her when she was younger and explored her drawers when she had gotten close.

Her heart raced. The genie was unable to stop herself, and why would she? Gliding to Stephanie's jewelry cabinet, she lowered herself to open the bottom drawer and the red velvet box inside.

'Jessica, no! You silly girl! That's not a present for you! That's a no-no box!'

Stephanie's playful scolding echoed as the blonde fell to her knees to remove the box, finding a surprising amount of weight inside it. Slowly, Jessica opened it, and her body shuddered as she saw the contents of the 'toy' box.

Her Father's and Stepmother's promiscuity became all too obvious. Vibrators varying in size from eggs to an adjustable magic wand, a bright pink strap-on with flexible attachments, a thread of anal beads, handcuffs, a blindfold, a ball gag, and several small containers. One of them clearly a tube of edible lube.

Even in her horny and obedient state, the genie felt her body flush full of embarrassment. She grew ever more anxious as she grabbed the box from the floor and brought it to her Master. Jessica placed it on the nightstand to show Simon its contents as his eyes widened and nostrils flared. The cheerleader pulled the lube from the box and held it out with both hands with an unsettled smile. Her teeth instinctively bit down on her lower lip in nervous anticipation.

For his part, the genie's master quickly got off the bed, and Jessica heard the sound of his remaining clothes dropping to the floor. His shadow towered over her again, a possessive hand stroking her ass as another took the lube from over her shoulder. His voice was a low growl on the edge of her ear,

"Good girl."

His breath exhaled on her skin, and her eyes rolled back. It was boiling hot, and while Simon's emotions were clearly heightened, the surprise and anxiety that flared up at his reaction to the box was quickly overridden by the need to push forward. The Master desired her.

"Bend and spread. Show me that perfect ass."

The cheerleader didn't hesitate to use her skills. She spread her legs out, planted her feet, hinged her hips, and lowered her back until it was flat and her breasts pressed against the bed. She took her hands and pulled her back cheeks as wide open as possible.

“Please…Master….”

The excitement couldn't be contained as she remembered the night of her birthday,

"Fuck my ass, Master."

She felt her thong disappear, the flaps of her tiny skirt flipped upward and then cringed at the feeling of the gel being applied. Jessica gasped as her Master's hands went deep, using the lube until her ass could shine. Before he even pulled away, his hands pinched at her pussy.

"Mmph!"

"You're very wet now. Even without a wish. Does my control arouse you so completely?"

He wasn't rough. Master didn't have to be with his djinn. After all, he knew her body inside and out, every part. The precision with which he could manipulate her body was as much a turn-on as the possessive nature he released in their most intimate of moments.

"I have you all to myself again, and you have me all to yourself. No more pointless and useless obstacles between us. You can act how you want and do whatever you want as long as it makes you happy. You are mine, though, and you know you are mine. Only mine. You don't have to have me keep repeating myself. I won't be dissuaded by my own fear. I remember every time you cheered me on. What you told me. You won't be wrong about me."

Simon squeezed his grip as he continued to let his emotions out,

"All I ever wanted was to be with you. I've longed for you to be at my side again, to have my closest friend again, to have my best friend back until I wanted you to be more. I wanted the Princess to wake up from the spell that was turning her into someone else and realize who I was. You were born to be more, and your Mother is right. You were meant to be more than just another ****. You're so much more than what everyone else has told you, Jess. If you want me to be your Master, your Owner; if you want to be my ****, then I will become the Master you need and desire! As long as you are mine, Jessica Edwards, your Master will always stay at his genie's side! You'll never escape from my grasp!"

Jessica couldn't hold back as she screamed out in a joyous cry,

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

His fingers ran gently over her wet lips. He pinched in one place and pressed at another. The genie moaned and felt her legs buckling and wanted to collapse immediately, wailing with wanton need.

"Is this for me?"

He sounded so innocent about it when he teased her. Simon had been so innocent, as she once thought herself, but neither of them were now.

There was no need to hide behind that with each other,

"Y-Yes Master. All for you, Master. I'm all yours! Only you, Master. No one else! Please! Fuck me! Use me! This one wants her Master so bad! This one wants her ass fucked on Daddy's bed! Jessica wants Master Simon to take her from her Daddy to be his forever and ever!"

Oh, that did it. The genie could sense the change. Like a supercharged turbo engine filled with nitro, Master's aggression spiked. Jessica allowed herself to fall into the djinn impulses and habit to tease back. Her childhood friend's head practically twitched when she began to refer to herself in the third person.

Her back arched when he entered, and his long reach grabbed her shoulders. The blonde gasped as it started. He pumped inside her at full speed, forcing her forward onto the bed and on all fours. She cried out, and her breath hitched at each thrust. Her Master's left hand moved from her shoulders and grabbed both of her still twin ponytails on her head. Jessica found her mouth opening, tongue completely stuck out as her eyes began to cross. Unknown to the young djinn, the Aheago face she displayed was visible in the mirror across from them, and her Master reacted by going harder.

Jessica felt her breasts bouncing beneath her freely, nipples occasionally scrapping against the bedspread's stitching and patterns.

Master groaned and gasped out loudly as he orgasmed inside of her. The blonde felt the cum shooting and spraying inside her as she came for yet another time. Halfway through, the mixture of her cum mixed with lube and trickled down her legs onto the furniture and carpet.

Simon's hands grabbed onto her thighs and spread her legs out as he pulled out. She remained like a wishbone as he flipped her on the bed.

"Do you want to clean me up again?"

The cheerleader, still lost in her aroused fog, nodded giddily. In response, her Master got on the bed, straddled her with his leg on each side, and shuffled his way until his cum and lube-covered cock was limp in her face.

Jessica's senses were overwhelmed by the smell and sensations as her tongue began to lick at her Owner's cock like a popsicle.

"Yummy," the genie hornily giggled.

Stephanie had picked out a good flavor, but obviously, nothing tasted better than Master's Cum for the Djinn.

Simon grunted and groaned, his own arousal starting to decrease, and the pent-up stress and energy drained from him. Jessica giggled happily again, feeling she had accomplished her initial goal.

"Master relaxed now?"

"A bit…."

The genie continued to suck and lick him clean as he slowly began to become erect once more; she giggled with more satisfaction,

"Good."

She used her impressive flexibility to pull her legs behind her head and spread out her pussy lips,

"Does Master want to make sure?"

Finally, a laugh emerged from his lips again,

"You're sure?"

Jessica smiled and looked in the eyes,

"You're my Master. Taking care of you is my purpose. I won't let you suffer without me anymore. You're my first friend, boyfriend, and Owner. I will do anything to protect you and those I love, but you most of all. So, you quit freaking out about our encounter with Ifrallia and get in the zone by fucking your bimbo cheerleader girlfriend silly, mister!"

"I wish for the belongings I brought to be set up in your Dad's office."

The genie's neck and head arched back, and gasped as she clenched her thighs tightly to hold her position as she felt her pussy spray out. A warm hand cupped her face, and familiar lips locked over the blonde's own. When her emerald eyes opened, she could see a sincere look appear on Simon's face briefly as he lost control of his filter,

"I love you, Jess."

The genie bit down on her lip and looked away with a smile to her detriment. As Simon pulled back and looked inside her parents' box, taking out a weird black egg and the handcuffs as he pondered,

"With your training, I wonder if we should be experimenting more. You don't want me to hold back, and I need to make use of you if what the old man said is true. After we're done, I'll tell Sam we're moving anime night to here, so I can continue researching what we know. You will give me your entire schedule and the schedule for the house staff. If Kevin thinks I should change your house, we'll do it our way."

Jessica moaned in the after-pleasure of her wish and the arousing thought of the new Master of the House taking over,

"Everything that's mine is yours, Master."

When her emerald eyes opened, she was greeted by the awkward boy's innocent demeanor as he held the black egg in front of his girlfriend's face,

"Hey, Jess? What's this thing?"