Winning A Genie Harem Chapter 2: Headmistress’s Naughty Desires by mypenname3000..,

Corey’s search for the four genies begins. Is it the new headmistress hungry for cock, or the innocent Arabic girl new to the school? , Winning A Genie Harem

Chapter Two: Headmistress’s Naughty Desires

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

Characters

Main Characters

Corey Derrickson: College senior, friend of Kyle Unmei, given the chance to marry one of four genie, each from a different tribe, if he can find them at St. Maria Theodora Catholic School!

Aleah Buckley: Corey’s first sex slave. College senior. He claimed her after Kyle suggested she’d be a good canidate for starting Corey’s harem.

Tania Buckley: Aleah’s younger sister. Corey’s second sex slave. College sophomore. Seduced into the harem by Aleah.

Students

Asra Duff: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Philosophy and PE.

Bettie Black: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s English and History classes.

Briana Hamilton: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s English and PE classes.

Brenda Nevada: A senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math and Chemistry classes.

Debbie Goffe: Sophomore at St. Maria Theodora.

Franny Keighley: Junior at St. Maria Theodora.

Jennifer Nielson: Junior at St. Maria Theodora.

Hallie Hunt: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s English and Chemistry classes.

Havva Najjar: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math class.

In’am Alfarsi: Junior at St. Maria Theodora.

Lisa Comstock: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math class.

Megan Scrivenor: Junior at St. Maria Theodora.

Nadia Rivers: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s PE class.

Natiqua Osbourne: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math class.

Regina Florence: Girl who moved in next door to Corey, sophomore at St. Maria Theodora. In Tania’s math class.

Pita Reyes: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Philosophy and Chemistry class.

Ritsuko Takayama: A Sophomore at St. Maria Theodora.

Rita Pickle: Junior at St. Maria Theodora.

Sheila Thorne: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s History and PE class.

Tammy Fredrick: A Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math and PE Class

Ursula Bannister: A Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Chemistry class.

Vanessa Shearer: A Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math and Chemistry classes.

Zahia Qadir: A Junior at St. Maria Theodora.

Faculty

Mrs. Abigail Reynolds: A professor at St. Maria Theodora.

Ms. Allie Reid: Corey’s English professor and the librarian at St. Maria Theodora.

Coach Denise Bennett: Corey’s PE professor at St. Maria Theodora.

Mrs. Donna Blackwood: A philosophy professor at St. Maria Theodora.

Sister Anna Petra: A nun and Corey’s Chemistry professor at St. Maria Theodora.

Sister Doris Suzette: A nun and professor at St. Maria Theodora.

Sister Ester Sarah: A nun and Corey’s Math professor at St. Maria Theodora.

Sister Francis Jean: A nun and Corey’s History professor at St. Maria Theodora.

Sister Nova Victoria: A nun and new headmistress at St. Maria Theodora.

Ms. Valerie Terrence: A professor at St. Maria Theodora.

Corey Derrickson – Tuesday, September 8th

Regina walked behind us.

The new girl who had moved in next door to my house was attending St. Maria Theodora Catholic college, an all-girls college near my house. I, too, was attending the school. The only guy lucky enough to be there. It was a gift arranged by my friend Kyle.

I almost couldn’t believe this was happening, yet Kyle upheld his promise to me. When shit went down last January at our college, I tried to help his wife Aaliyah from being taken against her will. I got put in the hospital for two weeks with a head injury. Turned out, Aaliyah was a genie and Kyle’s harem of girls he’d collected had been because of her.

As thanks, he was hooking me up.

I would have a chance to have my own genie. I just had to figure out who my four choices were and then choose which one I wanted. They were all going to be a different flavor of genie. A submissive Jann, a slutty Si’lat, an intelligent Marid, and a feisty Ifrit. I had to be on guard for any Arab girls that showed interest in me.

I couldn’t wait to figure out who they are, get to know them, and claim my own magical girl to be in my harem. I already had two in my harem, a pair of sisters. I’d claimed Aleah first, a girl my age. She had been ripe and ready to be a submissive sex slave, craving for a strong man to take her in hand. To prove her devotion to me, she brought her little sister into our bed. Tania was two years younger and despite that had bigger tits.

The two girls walked on my arms with me. They were wearing their school uniforms: red-and-green tartan skirts that swirled about their thighs, white blouses that made them look so innocent, and tartan bow ties with long ribbons that drape down their chests. Their knee-high socks and black Mary Jane flats completed their Catholic schoolgirl look.

They were sexy.

I wore my own uniform, gray pants and a shirt with a tartan tie. It was different, not what I was used to, but it was a private college. I couldn’t wait to be the only guy there. Kyle implied that I could increase my harem, adding new girls to the mix.

Like Regina walking behind me.

She looked to be eighteen, a freshman and not a senior like Aleah and me. She was a slender blonde, hair in flowing pigtails, with delicate glasses. She moved with a light grace, almost floating behind me. She was shy, blushing at the sight of me.

“Mmm, you want her,” Aleah purred, her voice sultry, her auburn hair falling in pigtails around her face. Her green eyes flashed.

“Don’t you?” I asked my sex slave. Since January, she’d been mine. I’d enjoyed every bit of her. I knew her. Beneath the collar of her blouse, she wore a choker that was marked: Corey’s Girl.

“Yes,” she moaned. “She’s so cute.” Aleah snuggled closer to me. I could feel the swell of her small breast through her tight blouse. Her nipples poked at the material.

“She’s adorable,” Tania said. She had fiery hair, also in pigtails. Though two years younger than her older sister, Tania had large breasts. Round and perky. They, too, rubbed against my arm. “She’s got to be a virgin. I would love to watch you pop her cherry.”

I wanted to glance behind me and leer at Regina. She was sweet, a literal girl next door. If she walked to college with us every day, she would grow more and more comfortable with us. Then we could see if something happened.

The school grounds loomed ahead. It lay at the end of a residential street, the grounds surrounded by a black, wrought iron fence put up a hundred years ago. There was a gate, open of course, that cars could drive into. Many students were doing just that, either being dropped off or driving their own cars. Other girls were walking in, spilling around us from the streets that crossed this one.

A flower garden of beauty.

“Damn,” groaned Aleah. “Look at them all, Master.”

“I know,” Tania whimpered. She rubbed her hips from side to side.

They were all different. Tall girls, short girls, busty girls, slender girls. Blondes and brunettes, redheads and black-haired beauties. Some had pale skin, or tan, or golden-brown. An African-American beauty sauntered ahead, her ebony legs flashing in her swaying skirt, her white socks looking delicious on her slender calves. Across the street, a brassy-haired girl wore black tights that vanished beneath her skirt, her hair swaying about her face. I looked for any girls who were Arabic. Black hair, maybe wrapped up in a headscarf, their skin that dusky brown like Aaliyah’s.