The Battered Lamp Chapter Six: The Lust of the Warrior - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Six: The Lust of the Warrior

... her own. When she meets you on Monday, I'll ask her to be my third wife. *I can't wait, my love!* “Sorry. I guess we will have to call a tow truck,” Kyle sighed, slamming down the hood. He had been saving up to take Christy to prom, and the tow would have to come out of that. Aaliyah, I wish to have the money to pay for the tow. *Sorry.* Kyle sighed then a thought occurred to him, and he asked, Could you pay for prom? I mean, could I wish to have the money for it? *That is within my powers,* Aaliyah answered after a moment. *Your sister informs me that it is a social occasion that you are required to attend with your paramour. That definitely falls under harem.* That brightened Kyle's mood. They spent the time waiting productively—making out. Kyle had his hand down her blouse, thumbing her nipple, when the tow truck arrived. A surly man in greasy, gray coveralls and a mouth full of tobacco, hooked up her car and they led him to Christy's home. She gave him one last kiss, then went inside and Kyle drove home where his sister and genie awaited him naked and horny and waiting to hear all the details about his date with Fumi. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Britney stood in the shadows outside Ms. Franklin's house watching the tow truck disappear, Kyle following with Christy in his car. She had tracked it to the chemistry lab at school yesterday and caught the faintest scent. It had taken her all day Saturday to track down the foul odor she smelled, the lingering traces of magic, ...

... right to here. Britney had always sensed something off with Ms. Franklin ever since she had met her, but she never suspected the youthful teacher was into such dark magics. A servant of Hecate. And Christy is one of her slaves. Sadness squeezed her heart. Kyle would be devastated. She had sensed something off in Christy for weeks now, and this was it. She would have to be killed. Christy, Ms. Franklin, the whole coven would have to disposed of. Kyle had to be protected, servants of Hecate could never be trusted. They used and abused those around them. One day, Christy would be fully lost to the darkness and she would use Kyle to serve whatever dark whim stirred her soul. And Britney would never allow any harm to come to her only friend. Her fingers flexed, fingernails sharp as claws, a predatory hunger stirring inside her. She clamped down her rage, pushing herself to be calm and placid once more. When she had been paired with Kyle to work on a science fair project all those years ago, she had known he was going to a great man somedayand had vowed on the day she had met Kyle that she would protect him. And she would serve him faithfully and see that he reaches that greatness, no matter the cost. No matter who she had to kill. But she had to be careful, make sure she had ever single contingency covered. Kyle could never learn that she had killed his girlfriend. The great fool loves too easy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sunday, January 18th “Everything will be fine, my love.” ...