The Battered Lamp Chapter Nine: The Insight of the Rakshasa - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Nine: The Insight of the Rakshasa

... witch!” Kyle struggled to his feet, coughing hoarsely as he struggled to regain his wind. Fatima flew in the door, and launched herself at Britney, screeching at the top of her lungs. Britney's hand lashed out, striking Fatima in the solar plexus, stopping his smaller sister's charge dead. Fatima reeled back and crashed onto the floor, gasping for air. “You fucking bitch!” Kyle roared. “Stop, or I will break her neck!” Britney growled, her eyes shining and her stripped face as fierce as a tiger's. “I can do it! You saw what I did to your door!” Kyle froze. Christy struggled on the floor, her face turning red. “Why are you doing this?” A plaintive tone crept into his voice. He didn't understand; he had known Britney since they were kids. “Why, Britney?” “Release your spell, witch,” Britney hissed at Christy. “Or I will kill you!” A strangled gasp escaped Christy's lips. “Can't...breath...” “I will relax my grip for you to release the spell. But if you try to cast anything else...” Christy nodded; Britney relaxed her grip. Gasping, Christy spoke, “Goddess Hecate, lift the fog on the mind of all those in this house.” A clean breeze seemed to blow through his mind, driving away the sickly-sweet odor. He stumbled; Aaliyah was reborn in his mind, the memory of her dusky face smiling up at him as she materialized on his bedroom floor, joyous at finally being freed from her lamp. And not just Aaliyah was restored to him, but his love for Fatima and Fumi surged through him, a burning ...

... wind of desire. He stumbled, catching himself on the door. He looked at Christy. She made me forget...why? Then the panic he had felt last night crashed into him. Aaliyah was missing. And Christy could cast spells. His eyes widened. “What did you do, Christy?” His heart beat faster. His stomach tied in knots. “What did you do to her?” “I...” Tears brimmed in her eyes. “She stole you from me, Kyle!” “Stole?” His heart shattered in his chest. “Who? Aaliyah?” “Yes! You were all mine and then she came!” “She didn't steal me! She loved me! And I stilled loved you. We were still together.” “I loved you, Kyle! You were mine! I was yours! We didn't need the others! We were happy!” “So you...what?” Kyle struggled to understand what she did to him. “You did something to me! What?” “I cast a spell.” Tears leaked out of her hazel eyes. “I made you forget.” “She is a witch,” Britney answered. She let go of Christy, and Kyle noticed the stripes fading from her face. “She serves the dark Goddess Hecate.” Christy flinched at the disgust in Britney's words. “I didn't know what I was getting into. I...I swore an oath. I need the power to save my mom. And then she ordered us to find the Djinn.” Panic pushed down the betrayal. “What did you do with Aaliyah? Did you kill her?” Christy shook her head. “No. I just...I captured her, and handed her over to my coven.” “To drain her?” Britney asked. “Yes.” “Drain her of what? Her blood?” “Her power,” Christy answered. “I'm sorry, Kyle. I swore oaths. ...