The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Five: Servants of the Sultan - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Five: Servants of the Sultan

... Paradise on the slopes of Mount Rainier. The witches had bewitched the park ranger, making sure he wouldn't interfere as the troop of naked woman sprawled out into the snow. “Shit!” Chyna gasped. Fumi only hoped it wouldn't take as long as when she summoned the spirit last week. Only Fumi was a Yuki-onna and had resistance to the cold. The others were all humans. Kyle was in the center, his poor cock withering in the cold, shrinking so small. I'll have to warm him up when we're done. “Aaliyah better be doing cartwheels!” Fatima moaned as she sank down in the snow. “Oh, fuck!” “No one has to do this if they don't love Aaliyah enough,” Kyle said, stretching out. His muscles tensed as shivers wracked his body. “I love her enough,” Fatima huffed. Their talking quickly died down as they looked up at the dark clouds. They threatened to snow at any moment. The weather could turn bad in a heartbeat up here. This was so dangerous. Fear beat in her breast as she kept looking around at everyone. They were all growing quiet, the cold seeping into their bodies already. “No one fall asleep!” she called out, her body already starting to shake as the cold began to seep into her. “Just keep concentrating on your love for Aaliyah.” “Yes!” chattered Ann. “I need her back! Please, Niqualmie!” Other concubines began calling out her name, sending out their need. Surely the spirit had to sense this much love and respond. The wind blew, blowing snow on their bodies, stealing any warm air that ...

... manage to accumulate around their bodies. Such love... a voice whispered on the wind. “It's her!” Toni gasped. “It worked. Aaliyah... “How do we get to her!” Kyle called out. “How do I reach my wife!” Unseen Realm... “Yes, how do we get there?” Fatima gasped. “Please, tell us!” Christy shouted. “Yes! I need my Mistress,” Teleisia sobbed. Majlis al Jinn... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sahabah, The Unseen Realm Sultan Rashid ibn al-Marid sat upon his sapphire throne as the petty grievances were brought before him. Holding court was always tedious, but he had to appear to care for all of the Hidden People, even the troublesome Jann. Sheikh Sihab ibn al-Jann was a weaselly, groveling Jann. So unlike his father. Rashid felt Zaritha return to the Unseen Realm. What is she doing back here? Anger simmered in him. If she had killed the Jann's daughter then why didn't she return straight to me? And she had brought someone with her brimming with power. Aaliyah. He wasn't sure where they had appeared, he had merely sensed them entering. They were in a hiding place. But there were many of those around the Unseen Realm. His anger grew at his servant's abject failure. “Court is adjourned for the day.” The buzz among the courtier and nobles was great. The Unseen Realm was a place of stasis. He could already hear the whispered gossip speculating on what part of the Realm was slipping from the Marid's grasp. How could she have brought Aaliyah here? I cannot spill the blood of a noble Djinn within ...