Genie Chronicles - Sex Stories

Genie Chronicles

... mind-blowing blow job" to be. While both of those activities existed - in one form or another -- when I was created, they were not called by those names. I could have pulled that information from anywhere, but thought it better to get the definitions from you. Getting this info from you is different than reading your personal thoughts, which is something I am not allowed to do unless you ask it. Gaining information to grant your wishes in this fashion is fairly common for Jinn who try to grant the spirit of their master's wishes, rather than the literal wish itself. However, if you consider granting your wishes in this manner to be an intrusion, I will not do so. I have only been yours for a short while, and even by granting your wishes in the manner I have, at first I may not give you exactly what you intend. But as time goes by I will be able to better understand the intent of your wishes. Forgive me if I have taken too much liberty or offended you in any way." She paused at this point, but before Jack could reply, she spoke again. "There is a fine line between giving a master the wish he intends and maintaining his mental privacy. When you opened the box, that pink mist you saw was my essence. I had no physical form. Most of my physical and mental characteristics were formed then, as I took on the body and the personality best suited to you, to be a good match for you." She gave a small, ironic smile. "Apparently, if I am judging my mental and physical formation ...

... correctly, you like women who are, among other things, fun-loving, sexually adventurous, intelligent, and a bit mischievous. Those last two characteristics were not encouraged in women during the time of my creation, and are causing a bit of conflict with my subservience." She became serious again. "They may have also tempered my interpretation of your last wish with my own interest in being, as you said, 'fucked senseless.' I should not have done that without your permission." She lowered her forehead to the floor. "I await any punishment you wish to give." Jack snorted softly. Punishment. He was having a hard time grasping, much less believing everything this beautiful woman was saying. But one thing he was sure of was that, with everything she had done so far, the last thing she deserved was punishment. Although... that depends on your definition of 'punishment' he thought. Smiling inwardly but keeping a stern face, he said "Very well, I will punish you, then. Get up and sit here," he indicated the middle of the couch. "Yes, master." She did as she was told, her eyes downcast and her whole demeanor that of abject abasement. "Lean back and spread your legs." Her face showed a bit of confusion, but she kept her eyes downcast as she did what he commanded. He grasped her knees and pushed her legs up until they were spread and pressed against her chest, fully exposing her pussy and ass to him. "Hold them like this until I tell you to move." "Yes, master," she whispered. Jack knelt down ...