The Battered Lamp Ch. 25

"Make him cum, Mistress!" Sable cheered, her fingers busy working in and out of her pussy.

Ann and Kayleah scissored their pussies together and Alexina and Missy sixty-nined. Shannon seized the balls from her daughter's hand and shoved them into her own pussy, still coated with her daughter's pussy juices.

"Fuck, that's hot," Kyle grunted.

"Isn't it?" Christy whispered in his ear, her breath hot. "All these women, showing off, wanting your attention."

Women gasped and moaned. Kyle shuddered, her hand bringing him to the brink. His cum shot out, splashing into the water. The boiling solution hissed and popped, reddish smoke curling into the air.

"Ishtar, bless this potion. Let the seed of transformation be kindled. Shape those that accept with my imagination."

The potion stopped boiling like a switch had been flipped, the surface of the water suddenly clearing into crystal clear liquid. The room became deathly quiet, all the concubines sitting up, staring with breathless expectation

"Concubines, dip your sex-toy into the liquid," Christy smiled. "Then hand them to Kyle." She turned to him. "Then you hand it back to them and say, 'I bind you to my will, transforming you into my instrument.' While you say this, push out your aura like when you use your sword."

Kyle nodded as Chyna crawled up, his first concubine, her balls clutched in her hand, still dripping with her mother's juices. "I'm yours, Master," she grinned, dipping her sex toy into the clear liquid then handing it to Kyle.

He pushed out his aura and spoke the required words. Energy sprang up between him and Chyna, surrounding her with his aura as the spell settled down upon her. She shivered, her hazel eyes dilating until they were almost completely black.

"Oh, wow," she whispered. "I really don't feel different."

"I left your free will intact," Christy said, "Can you feel your ben wa balls?"

"That's what those are?" Kyle blurted out and Christy blushed and looked down. How does she know...? Right, Ms. Franklin molested her. "Sorry, guess that's not important to know right now."

"Anyways," Christy shot a glance a Kyle, "reach out your aura to it and concentrate on changing."

Chyna closed her eyes and she seemed to ripple, letting out an almost orgasmic moan. In a single move, she sprang to her feet, moving with an almost feline grace.

"She doesn't look different," Kyle frowned.

"But I feel so different," she moaned.

"Her reflexes have been increased along with her strength," Christy said. "She should be capable of fighting anyone in hand-to-hand combat."

"Oh, yeah," Fatima smiled, then suddenly launched an aikido attack at the concubine, throwing a punch a fierce punch at Chyna's face. She wasn't holding back. That attack would land hard on Chyna's face if the concubine didn't do anything.

Chyna moved like water flowing, easily dodging the attack. The concubine seized Fatima's arm, pivoted, and threw Fatima over her hip. Fatima hit the floor hard, gasping and coughing.

"Oh, Mistress, I'm so sorry," Chyna gasped. "I just reacted."

"It's fine," Fatima panted. "Why don't you kiss me to make me feel better."

"I think that's going to work just fine," Kyle grinned.

"Oh, yes," Fatima gasped as Chyna began kissing her between the thighs. "Keep kissing me. Make me feel better!"

"Me next," Shannon smiled, holding up a thick, blue dildo.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

The Sapphine Caves, The Unseen Realm

"It's so good to be in your arms again," Aaliyah cooed, holding her husband tight.

Kyle's dusky, strong body held her, her breasts crushed against his muscular chest. Joy beat in her. She was with her husband, safe in his arms. He squeezed her tight, like he was afraid to ever let her go again.

"I missed you so badly," he groaned. "You had me so worried."

Aaliyah looked up at him, gazing into his slanted eyes that could be as hard as stone when he was angry, but now were soft as he looked down at her, full of his emotion. He had rescued her from Zaritha and together they would rule the Djinn.

Their lips met, his tongue passionate. They were in a bed, his body atop her, his strong hands roaming her form, teasing her and exciting her. She couldn't wait to spread her legs and submit to his desires.

Kyle's cock penetrated her. She shuddered in delight, spreading her legs wide open. It was so wonderful to feel her husband atop her, in her. His hands slid up, cupping her dusky tit and fingering her dark nipple.

"I'll always find you," Kyle whispered in her ear as his cock drilled deep into her. He was so powerful, her body quivering beneath him.

"I know you will," she panted, humping her hips.

"You're my wife," he growled, hammering her harder, his pubic bone smashing her clit.

Sparks fluttered through her, hot and intense. She groaned, savoring his weight as she writhed beneath him, bucking her hips, eager for every moment of her husband's passion. His finger played with her nipple, adding a small delight to the feast her pussy enjoyed.

The pleasure swelled, growing inside her. Aaliyah shuddered, holding him tight.

"Wake up!" a woman hissed, intruding on her bliss.

Kyle began to fade away, feeling less distinct. Panic clenched her and she tried to hold on, squeezing hold of him, trapping his hard cock inside her. Her body shook hard, a woman screaming at her, banishing the sweet dream.

"What?" Aaliyah groaned, opening her eyes. She was still in the Sapphine Caves bound to Zaritha.

"What a tasty feast," a cold, snarling voice growled.

Sleep fell away as Aaliyah bolted upright, her heart hammering for fear. A bestial, black figure crouched, a long, red tongue lolling from a mouth of sharp teeth. Aaliyah let out a shriek, kicking away from the twisted Ghul. She had never seen one so black and twisted. The look of hunger on its face sent shudders through her.

"As you can see, I have the Jann in my custody," Zaritha said, standing above Aaliyah. "So long as she is in the Sapphine Caves, she cannot communicate with her husband and use her powers. Go tell Rashid where we are so he can deal with her."

The Ghul licked its lips and leaped at them.

Aaliyah let out another scream, helpless with her powers bound. She could summon her clothes, her beauty supplies, and transform into a whirlwind of dust. But with the chain about her, she couldn't escape from Zaritha.

Zaritha conjured fire between them, stopping the Ghul's leap. "Why do you attack me? I serve Rashid like you do, Jowah. So, heel and obey me."

"You serve Rashid no longer." Jowah licked his jowls as he peered at them between the flames. "You have failed him."

"What is he?" Aaliyah gasped.

"Unbound," muttered Zaritha.

A chill ran through Aaliyah. All the five Djinn tribes--Jann, Marid, Ifrit, Si'lat, Ghul--were bound by Laws laid down at the moment of creation. No Djinn could kill a mortal except in self-defense. They could not kill another Djinn within the Unseen Realm except at the order of the Sultan. And they could not dwell in the Mortal World for more than a year without being bound to a Master.

"How has he not been dragged into Haawiyah?" Aaliyah demanded. Haawiyah was the fiery hell where any Djinn was cast who broke the Laws.

"I did terrible deeds," cackled Jowah, his breath a rancid fume.

A roar of insects hummed through the air, spewing from the Ghul's mouth. They crashed into the barrier of Zaritha's fire, their small bodies consumed in the flames. Every small body puffed into greasy smoke and they died by the thousands, the oily smoke rolling across the floor of the cave towards them.

"I don't like the look of that smoke," Aaliyah whispered.

"It's poisonous," Zaritha hissed.

Zaritha fled the smoke, racing past Aaliyah. The Jann went to stand, but the chain connecting her to the Ifrit went taut, pulling her off her feet. She landed hard on the crystalline floor of the cave, pain flaring in her body. Zaritha gasped, jerked short, then turned and yanked on the chain, pulling Aaliyah away from the spreading fumes.

"Free me!" Aaliyah commanded as her wrist screamed in pain and the crystalline floor bruised her side.

"I can't! You're Rashid's prisoner."

The noxious fumes snuffed out the fire as Aaliyah managed to scramble to her feet. "Fire cannot stop death," cackled the Ghul. "It can only make it sweeter.

"Shaitan!" Zaritha cursed, throwing fireballs at the Ghul as it cackled and hissed, leaping about the cave. Another swarm of insects surged at them, consumed by fire, creating more smoke, forcing Aaliyah and Zaritha to retreat down a tunnel. They raced side-by-side.

"Yes. Flee. Let fear season the meat!" cackled Jowah, lopping behind them. "Marinade your succulent flesh in terror!"

"You have to release me! I am your mistress. You shall obey me!"

"I serve Rashid!"

"Why do you still?" Aaliyah threw a look over her shoulder at the pursuing Ghul. "Rashid sent that thing to kill you."

The Ifrit stopped, turning to face the Ghul, her face burning with anger. "I served him faithfully and he sends his dog to kill me!"

"What a terrible Master. Kyle and I would never treat you like that. You are such a powerful Ifrit. We would respect you."

"Such sweet words you speak," Zaritha hissed, throwing fire. "Do you really mean it?"

"Yes!" Aaliyah huddled behind Zaritha. "Free me so we can move faster."

The chain dissolved as the Ghul leaped. Zaritha's hands were engulfed with flames, fire flashing down the tunnel, lighting up the blue walls. Jowah dodged each ball of fire, leaping from floor to the side of the tunnel, then racing up onto the ceiling, clawing along, his tongue lolling as he cackled his enjoyment.

"So desperate. So afraid. So tasty."

"Get out of the cave," Zaritha shouted. "Return to Kyle. Let Rashid stew in bitterness and fear knowing his enemies are reunited!" Fire wreathed the Ifrit as the Ghul lunged at her. They collided in an explosion of sparks, their bodies falling to the cave floor. Flames burned brighter as they grappled.

"Zaritha?" Aaliyah gasped, watching the fray. She wanted to do something for the Ifrit. To help her out.

Zaritha howled. The flaming figures rolled about on the floor. Fire crackled and popped, black smoke bleeding off of them. They crashed into the sapphire wall of the tunnel, then fell to the floor in a heap. Zaritha's neck bled, the blood burning as it pooled on the ground. Jowah, his black skin cracked and flaking, gained his feet, fixing his bestial eyes on Aaliyah.

"Will you taste as sweet, little Jann?"

He lunged.

Aaliyah became dust, whirling in the air. She flowed around the leaping Ghul, his clawed hands swiping out to grasp her essence. She moved fast, pulling back her true essence from his touch. He missed. She gusted down the tunnel. She had to find her way out of the caves and get free of all the sapphire that kept her from communicating with Kyle.

She was aware of everything around her, her sight no longer limited to just a pair of eyes. Zaritha's dark skin blackened around the Ghul's bite, his poison devouring her body. There was nothing Aaliyah could do so she kept fleeing. The Ghul became a cloud of noxious vapors, flowing black behind her.

She raced through the tunnel, reaching the larger cave that Zaritha and her had appeared in. There were three branches out of that cave, and she had no time to consider which to take. The one to her left seemed to slant up, so she soared to it, her dust whirling fast, hissing and scouring the sapphire as she past.

Jowah closed the distance, his noxious fumes seemed to move faster than her. Desperation spurred her to whirl faster as she followed the twist and turns of the tunnel. It rose up and she could only hope that it would take her out of all this sapphire.

"I will enjoy feasting on you," the foul thing hissed behind her, not words, but currents that vibrated through the air.

She forced herself to fly faster as he closed the distance.

I need to get back to Kyle! I can't die!

He neared, his foul essence reaching tendrils towards her whirlwind.

Sunlight was ahead, streaming from a hole in the ceiling of the cave.

A tendril of foul vapor wrapped around her and touched her whirling dust, pouring into her essence.

Poison burned through her. She coalesced back into her body, falling down on to the hard surface of the cave. The vapors were above her. They contracted into a tight sea of black fog, then Jowah appeared, falling down on her. Up close, she could see half his cheek had been burned away by Zaritha, his gleaming teeth peeking through charred flesh.

She struggled to escape, but it was getting harder to move as his noxious fumes burned through her form. He licked his lips, foul spittle dripping down on her, burning like acid. Aaliyah thrashed with all her strength. But the Ghul's grip was deathly tight.

Then the bestial thing lowered his mouth and bit into her neck, tearing at her flesh.

Aaliyah screamed.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Majlis al-Jinn, Oman

Space folded around Kyle.

He held onto Fatima and Alexina as Christy used her staff. He was ready to take his wives, concubines, and Britney into the Hidden Realm to rescue his wife. He wasn't going to let the Marids hold onto her for a moment longer.

Reality returned and Fatima laughed. "Oh, this feels familiar. We're going to rescue Aaliyah again."

"And we're not going to lose her after this," Kyle promised. I'll hold onto you this time, Aaliyah.

His concubines all let out moans, shuddering as they activated their transformations. They all seemed more beautiful and graceful as they spilled out of the SUV. Kyle climbed out into the blistering heat of the austere desert of Oman. He summoned Earthbones, his katana feeling natural in his hand. The ground beneath his feet seemed alive, whispering to him. There was a wide, yawning space between them, a massive cave.

"There is the opening," Britney said, pointing to a jagged hole in the ground. She had Waterclaw clutched in her hand, her hair standing up on end and faint, dark stripes appearing on her face. She was ready for a fight.

Kyle marched across the desert, shrugging out of his winter coat, letting it drop to the ground. He doubted it would be cold in the Unseen Realm. He reached the opening, peering down into the massive gallery of the cave.

"Power swirls in there," Christy whispered as she stood near him. "The staff's humming."

"Take us down, Christy," Kyle ordered.

"Let's be ready," Fatima grinned, her yari out, the straight blade at the end of the spear burning with fire.

Christy's staffed glowed black. Reality folded and then they appeared at the bottom of the cave. It was huge, a current of wind stirring through the vaulting gallery. The main building of Kyle's college could easily fit inside this gallery.

"It is the second largest known cave gallery in the world," Britney said in awe as she looked about, her voice echoing back.

"You can almost hear them talking," Fumi whispered. "Can't you hear the voices?"

"How do we cross?" Fatima demanded, spinning about as the concubines fanned out, looking alert and deadly.

And so sexy. Focus, Kyle. You can ogle your concubines later.

"Ishtar, reveal what is hidden to my sight," chanted Phillipa as she gazed into the depths.

"What do you see?" Britney asked.

"All the power converges near the center. Where the sunlight touches the stone. The fabric of reality is thin right there." She frowned. "But there's a guardian."

"Of course there is," Kyle groaned. "Why can't everything be easy?"

"Then anyone would be able to enter our realm," a feminine voice informed. Mist appeared, coalescing into a beautiful, dusky-skinned woman draped in blue silk.

Britney hissed, "Beware, she is a Marid, Kyle."

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The Sapphine Caves, The Unseen Realm

Zaritha struggled to get up as Aaliyah and the Ghul flew over her head. She needed to help Aaliyah. After millennium of loyal service to Rashid, he had cast her aside because she couldn't bring herself to kill one Jann.

"One mistake," she moaned, fighting off Jowah's poison burning through her body. "This is how you repay loyalty?" Her words echoed through the crystalline tunnel. "I was the one that imprisoned Kalila! I am the reason the Ifrit serve you! Why, Rashid?"

Her anger burned against the poison, forcing her to stand up. Fire crackled inside her. A molten sea that she wanted to unleash on Rashid and damn the consequences of killing another Djinn without the Sultan's permission.

She flashed into flames, the pain falling away, consumed by her living fire.

"I will see all your plans dry up like a puddle beneath the burning sun!"

She chased after Aaliyah and Jowah, rushing through the crystalline tunnels. She reached a cave with multiple tunnels branching off in different directions. The Ghul's passage was easy to see, his oily essence staining the sapphire floor and walls as he passed. She went left, her fire crackling and roaring, echoing through the narrow tunnels.

"I'll kill your dog and then I'll kill you, Rashid!" she roared.

She burst into a larger gallery, sunlight streaming through a hole in the roof. Jowah was atop the Jann, his hands clutching her arms, his mouth tearing at the meat at the base of her neck. More anger burned inside Zaritha.

"That is my Sultana!"

Jowah turned to the Ifrit, blood and flesh clinging to his teeth. Her living fire slammed into him, throwing him off her mistress. She wrapped her flames around the unbound Ghul, delighting in his howls of pain as she burned him.

He became noxious fumes, polluting her flames. His poisonous vapors mixed inside her, the pain intense. His fumes were smothering her fire, choking her out by depriving her of oxygen. She burned hotter, reaching into herself, burning her very essence.

"You will not have her, Unbound!"

He howled as her flames burned brighter and hotter. She was the sun. Pure and clean. He was foul and poisonous, but fire could consume anything. She burned his fumes, oily smoke filling the cave, pouring out the hole in the roof.

Jowah tried to pull away, finally afraid of fire the way a beast should. But she didn't let him go. She was going to consume every bit of this foul beast no matter how much of her life's essence she needed to expend.

Her anger wouldn't let her stop.

She delighted as she consumed more and more of him, burning every bit of his foul essence until she reached the very center of him, his heart chained with diamond, binding him to the Unseen Realm. It helped to anchor him, keeping him from being dragged into Haawiyah where he and all the foul Unbound belonged.

Zaritha burned his heart. The diamond chain fell to the cave's floor, no longer anchoring Jowah to this reality. She felt the last bit of him die, his soul howling as the Laws dragged him down to Haawiyah.

Her fires burned out and she became flesh again. Her entire body screamed in agony. She had taken in so much of his poisonous fumes to consume him. Her skin was blackened. Her body trembled and her stomach heaved.

"Aaliyah," she croaked, crawling to the Jann.

Her Sultana was feverish and unconscious, her flesh badly savaged, the poison consuming her. She was dying.

Zaritha seized her hand, fighting the pain. She would see Aaliyah lived to spite Rashid. She became fire one last time, pulling Aaliyah with her. Her fire burned weak, sputtering and coughing as she rose through the hole and into the pounding sun.

"Don't die yet," Zaritha moaned as she became flesh. They were in the blasted wastes of the Ghul lands, red rocks dotting a dead landscape. A layer of loose dirt was beneath them, blown about when the wind howled, coating everything in red.

It was what Aaliyah needed. She was Jann. The earth would heal her just like fire would heal Zaritha. Her fingers trembling, Zaritha scooped up a handful of the soil, pressing into Aaliyah's torn neck, rubbing it into her wounds.