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The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Fires of the Ifrit

Date: 12/5/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Female/Female, Lesbian, Males / Female, Oral Sex, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

passionate. They were in a bed, his body atop her, his strong hands roaming her form, teasing her and exciting her. She couldn't wait to spread her legs and submit to his desires. “Wake up!” a woman hissed, intruding on her peace. Kyle began to fade away, feeling lest distinct. Panic clenched her and she tried to hold on, squeezing hold of him. Her body shook hard, a woman screaming at her, banishing the sweet dream. “What?” Aaliyah groaned, opening her eyes. She was still in the Sapphine Caves bound to Zaritha. “What a tasty feast,” a cold, snarling voice growled. Sleep fell away as Aaliyah bolted up right, her heart hammering for fear. A bestial, black figure crouched, a long, red tongue lolling from a mouth of sharp teeth. Aaliyah let out a shriek, kicking away from the twisted Ghul. She had never seen one so black and twisted, and the look of hunger on its face sent shudders through her. “As you can see, I have the Jann in my custody,” Zaritha said, standing above Aaliyah. “So long as she is in the Sapphine Caves, she cannot communicate with her husband and use her powers. Go tell Rashid where we are so he can deal with her.” The Ghul licked it's lips and leaped at them. Aaliyah let out another scream, helpless with her powers bound. She could summon her clothes, her beauty supplies, and transform into a whirlwind of dust. But with the chain about her, she couldn't escape. Zaritha conjured fire between them, stopping the Ghul's leap. “Why do you attack me? I serve ... Rashid like you, Jowah. So heel and obey me.” “You serve Rashid no longer.” Jowah licked his jowls as he peered at them between the flames. “You have failed him.” “What is he?” Aaliyah gasped. “Unbound,” muttered Zaritha. A chill ran through Aaliyah. All the five Djinn tribes—Jann, Marid, Ifrit, Si'lat, Ghul—were bound by Laws laid down at the moment of creation. No Djinn could kill a mortal except in self-defense. They could not kill their fellow Djinn except at the order of the Sultan. And they could not dwell in the Mortal World for more than a year without being bound to a Master. “How has he not been dragged into Haawiyah?” Haawiyah was the fiery hell where any Djinn should be cast who broke the Laws. “I did terrible deeds,” cackled Jowah, his breath a rancid fume. A roar of insects hummed through the air, spewing from the Ghul's mouth. They crashed into the barrier of Zaritha's fire, their small bodies consumed in the flames. Every small body puffed into greasy smoke and they died by the thousands, the oily smoke rolling across the floor of the cave towards them. “I don't like the look of that smoke,” Aaliyah whispered. “It's poisonous,” Zaritha hissed. Zaritha fled the smoke, racing past Aaliyah. The Jann went to stand, but the chain connecting her to the Ifrit went taut, pulling her off her feet. She landed hard on the crystalline floor of the cave, pain flaring in her body. Zaritha gasped, jerked short, then turned and yanked on the chain, pulling Aaliyah away from the ...