The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Deceit of the Si'lat - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Deceit of the Si'lat

... appeared through the distortion, crystal water beside green bushes and palm trees. “Spread out when you're through,” Shannon shouted and leaped through the opening. She had covered twenty feet from a standing jump, landing lightly on the sand around the water, darting to the right. The other concubines, all moving with grace that no human woman could attain, flooded through after her. Britney was next, Kyle racing behind her. He reached the distortion, pushing through a thin membrane, and then he was standing upon the sand of another dimension. The sky above was dark-blue. A hot breeze blew through the greenery. Yellow dunes rose up beyond the oasis, and the wind carried the scent of dry dust. Christy and the witches were the last to step through. All ready the concubines had formed a perimeter around Kyle, while Britney led Chyna and Alexina on a sweep of the oasis, racing around the water's edge. “What now?” Fumi asked as the distortion they passed through wavered and vanished. “Do you sense any people here?” Kyle asked her. Her windsight was harder to fool than normal sight. “Just our family,” she answered. “Why didn't we ask for directions from Sarai?” Fatima moaned as she looked about. “Sahabah is to the south,” Sarai's voice echoed through the wind. “It lies at the heart of the five tribes. You stand in the land of the Jann. I could have opened the portal to the other five tribes, but I think you will find your wife's family the most friendly to your cause.” ...

... “Thanks,” Kyle said, looking around, wondering where her voice had come from. She did not answer. “So, which way is south?” Fatima asked, leaning on her spear. “No idea.” Kyle looked up at the sun overhead. It looked like it was noon. “Once the sun starts setting, I'll guess we can figure it out.” “Ishtar, your servant is lost in the wilderness, guide her path and point her north,” Christy chanted. Then her body spun, facing off to Kyle's left. “Well, this way is north. So behind me is south.” “Britney, have you finished sweeping the area?” Kyle called out. “There is only harmless wildlife here,” Britney called back from the other side of the oasis. “We should find a way to carry water or I fear we will perish on the desert sands.” “I can conjure water,” Christy called back. “It's a simple spell.” “Very simple,” Phillipa agreed. “Then we do not need to risk drinking from the oasis. Who knows what could be in the water. This isn't our world. It could be enchanted or poisonous. And there could simply be microbes in there that would make us sick.” “Genie flue,” laughed Fatima. “That would probably suck.” “This sun will be punishing,” Fumi said. “I do not like this heat. We are not dressed for this.” “Can you conjure clothes?” Kyle asked, looking at Christy. “Well—” “Master, something approaches!” cried out Toni, her auburn hair flying about her shoulders as she pointed up into the sky. “Get ready, concubines!” Shannon called out. Fatima fell into spear stance, fire burning at the ...