The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty-Four: The Prison of the Sheikha - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty-Four: The Prison of the Sheikha

... was almost a symmetrical cone rising out of the land. “It is not natural,” she said. “It was built,” Zaritha agreed. “A prison for the most powerful and dangerous beings. Only the union of all four elemental powers can open it. Anyone can be thrown in, but the five Djinn tribes have to agree to release the prisoner.” “I thought we only needed the four elements,” Fumi said. “I know we have Christy's staff giving us access to the Ghul's element.” “The Ghul guard it. They determine who can approach it. But with Christy's staff, we can bypass their roaming packs that haunt the wastelands and appear upon the summit. Hopefully, they will have no idea we are coming.” “I don't think our luck is that good,” Kyle grunted. Zaritha raised her eyebrows. “Have you offended Tyche?” Kyle frowned. “Who?” “Luck goddess,” Christy answered. “That is why we should always plan for the worse,” Britney said. “We shall assume the Ghul's will come to defend the mountain. Where do we have to be to free Kalila?” “Here,” Zaritha said, pointing to the south slope. Her image enlarged, showing of a more detailed area of the rocky slope. Set into the mountain's slope was an iron disk. “That is the prison door. All four elements must be directed into it at the same time. The locks will turn and Kalila will be freed.” “All right,” Kyle nodded. “Concubines will form the perimeter. Aaliyah, Zaritha, and Hawaa will conjure homunculi.” “The mountain isn't our home,” Aaliyah whispered. “I cannot form my homunculi ...

... away from our hearth.” “Well, I want to rescue a hot Ifrit and I want the place well guarded so that I may take my pleasure upon her body right there on the rocky waste.” “Sex is really the great go around to your limitations, Aaliyah,” laughed Fatima. “Kalila will burn your cock off, Master,” snorted Zaritha. “She is...feisty.” “How did you imprison her?” “Treachery,” Zaritha answered. “I placed an emerald necklace about her throat.” Aaliyah shuddered. “That is similar to what Christy used on me.” “Sorry,” Christy muttered. “You are forgiven,” Aaliyah said. “Emerald gemstones rob us of thought. We cannot control our physical bodies and fall into a coma.” “How fascinating,” murmured Britney. “Diamond keeps you from teleporting and transforming into your essence, sapphire blocks your telepathy.” “What does a ruby do?” asked Fatima. “Block telepathy,” Aaliyah answered. “That's weird. It does the same thing as sapphire.” “A ruby is a type of sapphire,” Britney corrected. “The color comes from various impurity in the crystal.” “Oh.” “I can teleport us here,” Christy announced, rising up. “I have a good fix in my mind.” “Let's get in and out as fast as possible,” Kyle said as he touched Christy. Britney reached out and placed her arm on Christy's other shoulder. Phillipa's trembling hand touched Britney's free hand. Britney gave her mate a squeeze, flashing Phillipa a reassuring smile over her shoulder. The concubines pressed in, all reaching out to touch someone. Britney felt a ...