Frank led them through the corridors, to a rather uninteresting room. He placed his hand on a scanner, and the door unlocked. He opened the door.
“Asrah, come out of there,” he said.
“Yes Master!” They heard, and Asrah emerged quickly from the room. “What do you desire?”
“Take us to where the boy is being held,” he ordered.
“At once, Master.”
In his escape proof cell, Harry was thinking. Or at least, he was trying to think. It was all he could do to avoid passing into unconsciousness. The air was getting very, very thin, and the temperature was plummeting. Harry was using his last time on Earth to think about everything he’d done in the past 7 months. He’d always thought of himself as a good person, but has he really stuck with that? Harry thought back to when he’d first gotten Sarosa…
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Thursday the 5th of November, 2015. Harry was walking home from school from the bus stop, carrying his large school bag on his back, and thinking about the ridiculous amount of homework he had to do tonight. He hated GCSEs.
Harry walked past a stream, as he always did. He stopped for a while to enjoy the view. As he looked out, he saw something glistening, sticking out of the ground. Normally he wouldn’t have paid attention to something like that, but in this case, he couldn’t help but stare at it. Harry climbed over, and down to the object, trying to stay out of the mud as best he could. He pulled the object out easily, and he saw it appeared to be some sort of oil lamp. Figuring he could probably get some money for it on eBay, he dipped it in the stream to was off some of the mud, and then put it in his school bag, not particularly worried about his books getting dirty.
Harry finished walking home, and went straight up to his bedroom. He took his blazer off, and took the lamp out of his bag. It looked very old, and had what appeared to be glorious sapphires decorating it. It reminded Harry of the lamp from Aladdin, so he decided it would be fun to rub it. On doing so, he felt the cold lamp begin to warm up. Clouds of dark blue smoke began pouring out, and Harry dropped the lamp in shock. He backed away slowly, as the smoke gathered together on the floor, and began to take the shape of a gorgeous, naked girl.
“Salutations, Maître,” said the girl. “Je suis Sarosa, votre génie. Que désirez-vous?”
“Um…” Harry said.
“Me comprenez-vous?” asked Sarosa. “Parlez-vous français? Können Sie Deutsch? Usted habla español? Parla l’italiano? Do you speak English?”
“Um…English,” Harry replied.
“Very well then Master,” Sarosa smiled. “I shall repeat myself. I am Sarosa, your genie. What do you desire?”
“Um, well, I…genie?”
“Yes Master,” she smiled. She noticed Harry staring at her breasts, and he looked away. “Master, do not be embarrassed. I am yours to do with as you desire. Your every wish is my command.”
“Wish?”
“Perhaps a demonstration of my power is in order?”
Sarosa snapped her fingers, and Harry felt a set of invisible hands grab hold of him, and lay him down on his bed. Sarosa floated into the air, and knelt down on the bed in front of him. She made a series of complex hand motions, and Harry’s tie undid itself, before she flicked her hand, and the tie flew off him. She then flicked her finger, causing his top button to fly off. She flicked again, and again, as every one of the buttons on Harry’s shirt flew off. She then waved her hands, causing his shirt to also fly off his body.
Harry was incredibly tense and nervous. This girl seemed to possess incredible magical powers. He was simultaneously terrifying at the thoughts of what this girl might do to him, and aroused at the thoughts of what this girl might do to him. She looked down at the bulge forming in his trousers, and grinned. She wiggled her finger again, and the zip on the front of Harry’s trousers worked its way down. Then, with a swipe of Sarosa’s hands, Harry’s trousers and pants flew off completely, leaving him completely naked in front of her.
“Awww, you’ve got a beautiful dick, Master,” Sarosa smiled. Harry just smiled nervously. “Master, you need not fear me. It is my only desire to bring you joy, happiness and pleasure.” Sarosa crawled on top of Harry, and leaned down, kissing him tenderly. Harry was shocked by this, but soon he was very much in the swing of it, enjoying his first ever kiss. Sarosa broke the kiss, and looked at him.
“Do you enjoy my body?” Sarosa asked, and Harry nodded, his cock hard as stone. “Have you ever touched boobs?” Harry shook his head. Sarosa smiled, and gently gripped Harry’s wrist. Slowly, she moved his hand towards her, and laid it on her breast. She then took his other hand, and did the same.
“Oh my God…” Harry said.
“Squeeze them Master,” Sarosa said. Harry did so, and feelings of joy passed through him as he finally got to experience the thing he’d imagined so many times. Sarosa moaned softly, encouraging her Master as he kneaded her breasts. His face had turned from one of fear to one of joy.
“What is your name, Master?” she asked him.
“Harry…” he replied, mesmerised by Sarosa’s boobs.
“Well then Master Harry, how would you like a spot of fellatio?”
“F-Fellatio?” Harry shuttered, stopping squeezing her boobs. He wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but he knew what that word meant.
“Yes Master,” she said cheerfully. “Head, oral sex, dick sucking, a blowjob. Would you like that, Master?”
“Well, um, I mean…we’ve only just met…” Harry said, swallowing hard, foreshadowing things to come.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
Sarosa moved down Harry’s body, and moved her head down to his groin. Lightly, she started blowing air on Harry’s genitals, causing him to shiver.
“Just relax, Master,” she cooed. “And let your loyal genie take you to Heaven…” Sarosa kissed Harry’s balls, before taking them into her mouth. The boy moaned deeply as she sucked on them, enjoying the sounds of her Master’s pleasure. She then released Harry’s testicles from her mouth, and gave a long, slow lick to his cock.
“Oh my God…” Harry moaned, and Sarosa smiled. She pulled his foreskin back, and gave slow, gentle licks to the head, causing Harry’s moans to intensify. She kissed the tip of his dick, before slowly sliding it into her mouth. “Ohhhhhh…”
Sarosa held his dick there, licking it occasionally, and humming the tune of “La donna è mobile”, which sent a series of pleasurable vibrations down Harry’s cock. Then, still humming, she finally began bobbing her head up and down, sucking as hard as she possibly could on his penis. Harry grabbed hold of the bedsheets at this. He could barely believe what he was feeling. For years he’d dreamed what this would feel like, and now, he knew. It felt like Heaven. Every bit of his dick was alive with pleasure, and he closed his eyes, wondering what he’d done to deserve such a feeling.
Harry could barely contain his feelings, and, rather sooner than he would have liked, he let out a loud groan, and unleashed his load into Sarosa’s mouth. It was the greatest orgasm of his life, and he felt like his entire body was being ejaculated into Sarosa. When it was finally over, he laid back, panting, while Sarosa pulled off his softening cock. She opened her mouth to reveal the enormous amount of semen he’d shot into her, before swallowing it in one big gulp.
“Did that please you, Master?” She asked, and Harry just nodded contently. “I thought it would. So then, what now? I believe intercourse is the standard?” Oh God, Harry thought. A blowjob was one thing, but this girl was now offering to take his virginity.
“Well…” he said. “I, uh…just give me a minute or two. You know, to uh…recover.”
“Master, have you forgotten the power I possess?” Sarosa asked. “We can resume sexual activity instantly if you so desire.”
“Instantly?”
“Yes Master. Do you wish me to fuck you right now?”
“Well…okay then.”
“Then your wish is my command.”