A Boy and his Genie – Chapter 14

Megan, Sally and Kelly were sprawled out on top of each-other on Sally’s bed, sleeping deeply, to recover from the ultimate fucking that they’d all just received from their genies. Meanwhile, Marcio, Iago and Barnabus were sat on the bed with them, stroking their skin softly, and chatting.
“I do love having a Mistress rather than a Master,” Marcio smiled. “Much better when they wish for you to fuck them.”
“Oh yes, because you’re so reluctant to fuck guys,” Iago said sarcastically. “What about the time Sarah and Jürgen told us to fuck? You were more keen than I was.”
“What can I say?” Marcio grinned. “I like sex.”

“So, you two know each-other then?” Barnabus asked.
“Our last Masters were part of a society of Masters,” Iago replied. “And from the looks of the calendar on that wall over there, it’s only been a few days.”
Barnabus looked over at the calendar, and was shocked.
“2015!?” He exclaimed. “My word, it’s been longer than usual.”
“When did your last Master die?” Iago asked him.
“1903,” Barnabus replied. “I honestly expected his daughter to rub my lamp after that. I don’t know how I’ve ended up sealed away for 112 years.” Iago and Marcio stayed silent.

Alexis reclined on the sofa in her lamp, the one that had been a gift from a Roman senator she’d served, as something to remember him by. He was a pretty sweet guy. Loved cuddles as much as she did. Cute cum face.

She reached for her mug of hot chocolate, and took a sip, before setting it back down on the table, and picking up her diary. She’d not updated it for yesterday or today yet, so she had a lot to write. She opened it, and willed it to flick to the back. She ran her finger along the paper’s surface, the words being automatically imprinted into it. After all, who needs a pen when you’ve got magic flowing from your fingertips?

“Yesterday we finally stood up to the society. Matt and Sophie had us create alternate dimensions for them, where they can live out bad lives as punishment for everything they’ve done. I honestly don’t know if I agree with it, but I’m very glad those people are gone now. They were no good.
Today we sent the lamps out into the world, to allow them to be found by humans who will become their Masters. We nearly didn’t though. Sophie was against it, because she thought that those hundreds of people would just end up causing more harm than good, so she wanted to keep the lamps hidden. Matt convinced her otherwise though, and they had Lumiosa and I monitor the lamps, to ensure that nothing bad happens. I can already sense that 3 of them have been rubbed; two brothers and a sister.”

Alexis reached the end up the page, and another appeared after it automatically, extending the already very long book.

“I’ve been thinking about the future a lot. No-one’s said it yet, but if Matt and Sophie are exempt from the rules, it means they can wish to be immortal. Not that I’d mind that. I like Sophie after all, and an eternity with her is much more preferable to more cruel Masters. I just wonder if they’ll do it.”

Alexis closed her diary, and let it float back onto the shelf where it lived, next to her first edition of The Canterbury Tales (She’d get around to reading it one day, she swore!) and Leonardo’s painting of her reclining on the banks of the Arno. Every museum in the world would probably have begged her for it, but her Master had given her “La Bella dalla Lanterna” as a gift, and she would treasure it for the rest of her eternal existence.

Alexis got comfy with her hot chocolate, and looked around. This place wasn’t huge, with most of the other rooms being taken up by the various nick-knacks she’d collected over the millennia, but it was home. The one place that no-one could ruin for her. Where she could be alone with her thoughts, with no humans nagging her to grant their mundane desires. Something she’d learned throughout her long existence was that, no matter the era, from the dawn of man to the 21st century, humans all want the same things. Mostly sex, with political power and wealth coming in close behind. Not that she minded granting those wishes, of course. She liked seeing how happy her magic made her Masters. It was just nice when people were a bit more creative in their wishes.

At this point, Alexis felt the familiar tug that came from her lamp being rubbed.
“Why must it always be when I’m getting comfy?” she lamented. She watched the clouds of light-blue smoke surround her, and seconds later, she was in Sophie’s bedroom, facing her Mistress.
“What do you desire of me, oh great and wondrous Mistress?” Alexis asked, doing an overly-dramatic bow.
“Showing off, are we?” Sophie asked her.
“No, if I was showing off, I’d have emerged with a fireworks show and music,” Alexis said, reclining on the bed. “So what’s up?”
“Well Matt and I have been thinking…” Sophie replied. “And well, we want to fulfil one of the society’s goals.”
“No mindless slaves, I hope?”
“Alexis, please let our Masters speak,” Lumiosa scolded her fellow genie.

“As we were saying,” Matt continued. “Though the society was partly gathering lamps to keep them away from people who would misuse them, one of their goals with it was to attempt to meet the maker.”
“There is no maker,” Alexis said dismissively.
“Then who sent Lumiosa to Matt?” Sophie asked. “Who wrote the note? Who decided we should be exempt from the rules? Someone’s been setting events into motion. It wouldn’t surprise me if the maker’s the reason I got you all those years ago.”
“You got me because my previous Master was dying and he wanted to choose his successor, instead of leaving it to fate,” Alexis told her. “You were chosen because you were in the right place at the right time. It could just as easily have been anyone else.”
“What if it was more than fate though? What if I was there at that time because the maker made me be? What if your Master died at that moment because the maker wanted him to give you to me?”
“Sophie, the world doesn’t work like that. The world is not being guided by some God-like being who made us all.”
“Someone has to have made us.”

“Master, Miss Sophie, if I may say something please,” Lumiosa interrupted. “I do not know if there really is a maker, but if there is, I do not believe you will be able to find him. Though you are both exempt from the rules of the genies, I very much doubt that you will be able to simply wish for the maker to appear. His power would greatly exceed that of Alexis and I, and your only chance of meeting him would be if he himself wills it.”
“Well we can at least try,” Matt said. “I wish for the maker to appear here.”
“Master, I cannot,” Lumiosa told him.