Jess and Master's restless nights

Jess sprinted out of Mr Kings house, not knowing where she was she just ran as fast as she could in any direction that was away from her former teacher. She cried as she ran, the tears in her eyes made it hard to figure out where she was.

Jessica was lucky it was late at night as she ran across streets without looking just wanting to get away from the terrible man that she'd been calling master all evening, that had made her do those gross things.

Soon Jessica recognised where she was and pushed herself to keep running hard, she ran harder and faster than she thought she ever had before, just trying to get home, back to where she would be safe.

When she got home all the party-goers had left and the house was a mess but she didn't care, she locked the front door behind her, ran up to her room and locked that door too, she wanted to dive straight into bed and ball herself up under the covers and cry but she felt the gross drying cum mixed with the sweat on her hands and face and went to the bathroom to clean herself up.

Upon entering the bathroom Jess collapsed in front of the toilet and threw up the sickening cum that had weighed heavy in her stomach for the last half an hour. Once she'd vometed up all she could Jess turned on the shower as hot as she could to burn off any evidence of his cum.

Stripping off and throwing her cum splattered top straight in the trash, Jess knelt over the toilet again as she wretched whilst the shower warmed up, she soon resorted to putting fingers down her throat to complete the act.

Jess then staggered into the shower and crouching on the floor letting the scalding hot water wash over her. It hurt to be in there but Jess scrubbed at her mouth and chin gargling and spitting out the hot soapy water to try and make herself clean again. She didn't think that's she'd ever feel clean again. After a while Jess sank to her knees and curled up in the bottom of the shower crying, crying because she was a genie, crying because her mother was a ****, crying because she feared the same was happening to her and crying because she feared with the horrible things her new master had made her do this evening were only the start.

Mr King smiled as he saw the head cheerleader sprinting away from his home, her ponytail bounced from side to side as she ran, he enjoyed taunting her about seeing her at school tomorrow and with his limp penis still barely hanging out of his trousers he shuffled towards his front door and closed it.

Tucking himself away he went about his home tidying up before getting ready for bed, he was tired, having a teenage bombshell sucking on his penis really took it out of him he smiled as he got ready for bed.

Mr King thought about Jess as he struggled to get to sleep, he was tired but excited about what had happened that evening and wondered how he could make it happen again. He didn't believe in magic but he couldn't explain how Jess had made herself bounce off of thin air when she'd tried to escape the open front door before, he thought that there might be some new kind of special effect or app that the young people were using that made it look like she was struggling, he didn't really understand these things but magic, definitely not.

Why was she doing any of this at all, showing up at his home the same time he'd wishes himself there with her and doing anything and everything he'd asked for but for some reason being picky about if he started his requests with "I wish" or not.

He was tired, beginning to fall asleep but started to think about what he would wish for if he did have a genie, the first thing he'd wish for was for them to look like Jessica Edwards.