Some Much Needed Pampering.

The world seemed to swirl into a technicolor cavalcade as I felt like I had taken too much salvia, when I came to my tongue was twirling around Ms. Jane's fat tit. I opened my eyes to see that the classroom had been redecorated. Most of the desks were gone to make way for the new furniture. Ms. Jane was reclining upon a satin couch dressed in a shear white dress. Her body was adorned like an Egyptian queen with gold around her arms and legs. Kneeling at the feet of my science teacher cosplaying as a goddess was a flexible young woman who was contorting herself as she licked Ms. Jane's feet and sucked Ms. Jane's painted toes.
"Mmmmm...Yes." Ms. Jane moaned quietly. "It is even better than I imagined." She said before Ms. Jane laced her finger around my collar and pulled me from her chest towards her face. She licked her lips and smiled at me. "You are better than I imagined." She said as she **** herself on me. She giggled as her tongue explored the inside of my mouth and my body responded by massaging her tongue with my own. Even as a big part of me felt terrible for betraying Heather, a bigger part of me did not want to be a bad kisser. Maybe it was part of the magic of the wish, I do not know, even now. What I do know is that as I made out with my teacher I did my best to please her by returning her kisses with passionate abandon and exploring her body with my hands. It was then that I noticed the muffling in the corner of the room. I looked up to see an older man whom I could safely assume as Ms. Jane's ex-husband based on the fact that he was stripped, gagged, and bound in a stress-position. "That's right Bill, I can upgrade as well." Ms. Jane said as she fondled my shaft. My teacher patted the couch and beckoned me to snuggle with her. I did not resist as she wrapped her arms around me and began once more to kiss and fondle me.

"I wish we had some fruits." Ms. Jane wished. With a shudder and a moan I tried to restrain, I conjured a bowl of strawberries and grapes along with another erection. Ms. Jane giggled and jerked my cock around roughly. "I am never going to get tired of the way you get turned on by granting my every wish." Ms. Jane said before she grabbed a strawberry and licked it before eating the fruit with a smile on her face.
"If you say so, Mistress." I said.
"That, I can see getting old quickly." Ms. Jane said before she took a grape and traced it around my lips. "Genie, I wish for you to call me Ms. Jane as well as Mistress, Goddess, and Your Owner." She wished, acting like she was doing me a favor. Ms. Jane smiled at me as she pushed the grape into my mouth and watched me masticate. "I wish that you could hear my wishes and grant them even when we are apart." Ms. Jane nibbled on my neck, her hands rubbing my biceps. "Though when you grant a wish in my presence, you should acknowledge it, like they do on TV, 'your wish is my command' and stuff like that. I wish for my genie to act like a proper genie."
"Your wish is my command, Most lovely Goddess." I said. Ms. Jane squirmed and giggled before showering me with kisses.
"Oooooh. You really are better than all my fantasies." Her fingers traced around my hips and teased my groin. "Ever since Bill left me and I dedicated myself to finishing my research, I imagined this moment. Here with you and now that it is here..." Ms. Jane's lips once again locked onto mine. I could not help but get lost in Ms. Jane's body.

But when the woman began removing her silken panties and started to line herself up to mount and ride me. I recoiled. "Ms. Jane, please! Isn't it enough that I grant you wishes? I am the only man in the world that you cannot **** to love you." I don't know how I knew that. But the second the words escaped my mouth I was sure that they were not lies. It was as if I was remembering something someone else had learned for me. As it started happening more and more I began to refer to it as premembering.

Ms. Jane did not like my response. Her face grew cold. She seemed to calculate, then noticed the foot worshiping yoga teacher staring at us. "Cassie, do you think my genie is sexy? I wish for you to tell me the truth."
"Yes. He is hot and I have been so jealous as I watch you two."

"You want to feel his porn star cock inside of you?" Ms. Jane asked as she shook my shaft in the yogi's face.
"God yes." Cassie said licking her lips at me.
"Genie. I wish for you to rip Cassie's clothes off, bend her over my desk there, and fuck her, in the ass, and genie, I wish that take the wife stealing whore rough and raw." Ms. Jane grinned as she wished.

"As you will, so it will be done. Mistress." I said before my body started doing its own thing. Cassie cried, weeped, and pleaded with me. I slapped her. "Sorry." I said. "I do not have a choice in this either. My Owner wants you fucked, so fucked you are getting." She blubbered, but there was nothing I could do except try to spit on her ass as much as possible before I tried to fit something bigger than her arm up her butt.

Ms. Jane laughed as she watched me tear apart the yoga instructor's black cherry. At first she was transfixed but after a few minutes Ms. Jane looked at the clock and said. "Alright. I wish that my douchebag ex here was in the lobby of the closest FBI office with the accounting books that will put him in federal prison for tax fraud..." The bound embarrassed naked man screams were muffled by his gag. "...and I wish for some street clothes. I will leave you to it, I wish for you to finish inside of her just before the bell rings. I wish for my genie to be on time for his next class."
As Ms. Jane was about to leave it occurred to me that Ms. Jane's wish to see me naked had vaporized my outfit. "Wait. Ms. Jane. I am naked."

Ms. Jane tapped her fingers as she thought. In that moment I was not sure which I was more nervous about; that Ms. Jane would want me to go nudist or that my Owner would want to use me as a doll and play dress-up.

(Does Ms. Jane make John go to his next class naked or does Ms. Jane play dress-up with her genie? Leave your thoughts in the comments.)