The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty: The Fiery Spear - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty: The Fiery Spear

... woman was comfortable while Kyle sat next to Fatima, holding her hand. Kyle tried to hide his disappointment, but Aaliyah could see the cracks marring his stony expression. “Be patient,” Phillipa said, resting her hand on his shoulder. “Time moved differently in the Spirit Realm where she was trapped.” “Come back,” Kyle whispered, bringing his sister-wife's hand up to his lips. Aaliyah's heart broke for her husband. “Mistress,” Chyna said, sidling up to her. The Djinn slipped her arm around the dusky-skinned concubine, pulling her tight. “Yes?” “Toni and I had an idea to try and cheer Master up.” Aaliyah turned and looked into her hazel eyes. Kyle was lucky to have such a caring group of concubines. Her father's harem had been filled with plotting and jealousy, the wives and concubines forever vying for dominance. “What is it?” “Well, can I make a wish if that wish will benefit Kyle?” “Of course.” Aaliyah smiled, reaching out to stroke her cheek. “You're part of the harem.” Chyna's grin broadened. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kyle barely noticed Toni's lips as she nuzzled at his neck. His cheerleader concubine was trying to cheer him up on the ride to school. But it was clear the Panacea hadn't worked. His sister either failed to defeat the nightmare, or he had done it wrong. “She will wake up,” Aaliyah said. “Reading my thoughts again?” “I didn't have to, my love. I can see your pain.” “Is it working?” “It is,” Phillipa, Britney's witch mate, assured him. She was cuddled on ...

... Britney's lap. “I could feel the Panacea's power pulsing through her aura. Just be patient, Kyle.” Normally, Kyle could be patient. Years of kendo and judo had grounded him, but he was just so tired of being separated from the women he loved. Shannon pulled her SUV before the school and Kyle and his concubines all piled out. Ms. Capella gave him a brief kiss before she hurried inside, while the other concubines all took a little longer to say their goodbyes. As they walked through the school, his women peeled off to head to their first classes. He blinked when Toni turned, heading away from their Math class. “Toni?” he asked. “Where are you going?” “Sorry, Master, I need to get ready for the pep rally in second period.” She shrugged. “Guess I get out of math.” “Lucky you,” Kyle muttered and continued on to class alone. His passed his friend Corey, the pair nodding his head. Corey was trailed by the submissive Aleah, his girlfriend and sex slave. Kyle blinked as he watched Maricruz walk by with her arms wrapped around two women. “Hey, Kyle,” the Hispanic woman smiled, her aura a dark red, and both girls pressed against her had bright pink, submissive auras. “I really need to thank you.” “Oh, what?” “For letting me be open,” she smiled. “You made it okay to walk around with a pretty girl on both arms.” Kyle gave a snort. “I guess I have.” He looked down the hall and he noticed a few other guys with their own small harems. “I hadn't even noticed.” “I get it. Christy's missing.” ...