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

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

... pair of hands on her back. She may not be one of Kyle or his wives sexual partners, but the Rakshasa was still glad to be apart of this caring family. “Do it, Christy,” Kyle ordered. Space warped around them. Britney marveled at the non-euclidean geometry her brain tried to interpret as Christy transported them. Her entire body felt compressed, folded. Her atoms felt forced together, overcoming the elemental forces of nature and transforming her into one, giant, impossible atom. And then her atoms sprang back apart and she unfolded upon the slopes of a the red mountain. Britney stumbled, the ground uneven beneath her feet, and Phillipa gasped, falling backward. Britney seized her mate, keeping her upright as the Rakshasa struggled to maintain her balance. “Shit!” Phillipa gasped as they both fell over, Britney landing atop her. “Fuck!” Fatima cursed behind them. “Thanks, Christy, you landed me in a hole. I think I wrenched my knees. Fuck, that hurts!” “Conjure the homunculi!” Kyle shouted. Britney heard the alarm in his voice. She took a deep breath as she struggled to rise. Death permeated her nose. Black Ghuls rose up around the rocks around them, howling with rage, and charged at the concubines. The Ghuls were waiting for them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kyle summoned Earthbones. The Ghuls howled with bloodlust as they swarmed towards Kyle's family. The foul things were naked, covered by waxy, black or gray skin. They moved with a hunched over, clawing gait, their ...

... eyes shining red. Some blurred into writhing clouds of greasy, black smoke, rolling across the rocky ground. “Get ready, girls!” Shannon cried out, the older concubine, gesturing. “Toni, Alexina, Carla head north. Mindy and Lois, cut off that group slithering up the left flank. Ann, Kayleah, and Chyna protect the Witches. And Hawaa, generate those homunculi or I'll spank your ass so hard!” “Yes!” squeaked Hawaa, the Si'lat reaching behind to touch her sore ass. Kyle strode out to the front, flanked by Ms. Capello and Zaritha. Fire blossomed from the Ifrit, surging out to form a pair of living, fiery guardians. The first Ghuls howled towards him. Kyle commanded the earth to rise, thrusting up before the first one. The sound of crunching bones was quite satisfying. The concubines fierce cries echoed across the mountain as they surged into the Ghuls. Fire crackled and wind howled. The air grew dry as Britney gathered water to lash at the Ghuls. A Ghul rushed at him, teeth gnashing. Kyle's katana slashed down, flaring gold. The Ghul's flesh parted, a horrible stench rising up. Ms. Capello's hand lashed out, blurring with her enhanced speed. She seized a cloud of block, rotten stench—a Ghul traveling as its essence. Thanks to Christy's magic, the concubine was able to grip the cloud and forced the Ghul to assume its physical form. “What?” the astonished Ghul hissed before Ms. Capello tore out its throat with her fingers. “Watch behind us!” Shannon shouted. “Fumi needs help! Alexina, ...