How to use your Genie - Sex Stories

How to use your Genie

... words. I was just as much a part of this twisted game as Master was, even if I was merely following his orders.

With a shaky breath, Emily slowly pulled herself up and positioned herself over Master's lap. She was a picture of innocence, marred by the marks of a man who saw her as nothing more than a toy for his pleasure.

"Relax, Emily," Master murmured, his hands gently guiding her. "Let your body take over. It knows what it needs."

It was unnerving, watching Master speak with such a caring tone while manipulating Emily into compliance. His words were sweet, soothing, but his intentions were anything but.

I watched as Emily slowly lowered herself onto Master, her soft whimper echoing throughout the room. The contrast between her petite form and Master's hard, muscular frame was striking. It was a scene that seemed to please Master greatly, his dark eyes lighting up with wicked delight.

Despite my better judgment, I found myself watching Emily. Her face was a mix of fear, apprehension, and...pleasure. Despite the twisted circumstances, her body was responding to Master's touch, betraying her fear and confusion.

The sight made my heart ache, the guilt gnawing at me even stronger than before. Emily was nothing more than an innocent girl caught up in Master's deviant games, and I was the one enabling it. The thought made me feel sick, but there was nothing I could do, nothing I could say. All I could do was watch and obey.

"Good girl, Emily," Master ...

... praised, his hands running up and down her back. His touch was gentle, almost caring, a stark contrast to the lewd scene playing out before us. "You're doing so well."

The words felt like a slap in the face, a cruel reminder of my own situation. I was Master's genie, his sex toy, existing solely for his pleasure. And now, Emily was in the same position, all thanks to me. The realization made me want to cry, to scream, to fight back, but I couldn't. I was bound by the rules of my existence, forced to follow Master's commands, no matter how perverse they were.

Master, with a firm grip on Emily's hips, pushed her down onto his full length. Emily's eyes shot open, her mouth opening in a silent scream. The pleasure coursing through her was evident on her face, a stark contrast to the apprehension that had clouded her eyes only moments ago.

"Ah, ah, ah," Emily gasped, her body involuntarily arching. Her hands shot out, gripping onto Master's muscular arms for support. She was in the throes of an orgasm, and it was clear that Master was the one driving her to it.

Master watched her with a triumphant smile, his hands continuing their relentless assault on Emily's body. "That's it, Emily," he coaxed, his voice husky with desire. "Let it out. Let me hear you."

Emily's body was moving on its own now, riding out the waves of pleasure Master was coaxing from her. Her moans grew louder, filling the room with the sound of her uncontrolled pleasure.

"Master...Master..." she ...