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He moved inside me with the utmost care until my hips met him thrust for thrust, moving of their own volition. My body craved… “More, Daddy. Please.” Genie’s dominant side surfaced as he pushed my legs up, pulled out nearly all the way out and in a single motion, slammed back inside me.
“Yes.” I loved how he took control, and in this position I couldn’t move. Completely at his mercy, which made it all that more sensual. My pleasure was completely in his capable hands, as was I.
“You’re so tight, Raj. So utterly perfect.” Genie’s words fueled the fire burning just beneath the surface. On the verge of explosion, that’s how I felt as I strived to hold on for as long as possible. But when Genie uttered thewords, “Come for me, my love,” it tipped me over the edge. Genie’s cock pulsed as he came. Together we rode the aftershocks, the ultimate ending to what had to have been a picture perfect first time.
Chapter Eight
Genie
I struggled with leaving the island today. With a happily sated Raj asleep in my arms, I stared out at the beauty of Mother Nature's creations and sent her a silent prayer of thanks for providing us with such a glorious day. As he slept, I transported us back to his room. The niggling at the back of my neck that something was amiss with the Maharajah had my paranoia running high.
Frolicking? Galivanting?
Raj and I had done that and so much more. Most days I whisked him off to lands far and wide, but many days he askedto spend at the island. We made love out in the open with no fear of prying eyes. Memories Raj and I will never forget in our special places abroad, as well as at the place we longed to call home.
But the Maharajah grew impatient with his desire to be the supreme world leader and take what other rulers had from them. He’d even reached out to the foreign adversaries in positions of power, only to be denied entrance to their kingdoms. His violent temper and mistreatment of his people was known far and wide, and they wanted nothing to do with him. Their lands were rich, not only in wealth, but happiness, too, and for good reason—mutual respect and a desire to see their villages succeed, whereas our fearless one couldn’t care less unless he benefited from it.
They’d behead him on sight if he showed his face within their gates. A fact I purposely left out of our morning discussions, silently daring him to pay them an unannounced visit. A bit of my evil side showing, but an eye for an eye and all of that.
The Maharajah teetered on the verge of madness, consumed by power and greed. He’d become more demanding, calling me at various times of the day and night. Raj and I had barely made it back before I was summoned for the second time today. The luxury of having the days and nights to ourselves was no longer there.Though Raj hadn’t outright said it, I knew he was happiest when we were away from this godforsaken place. As was I.
“Master, to what do I owe this additional summoning?” The sneer in my words wouldn’t go unnoticed, though his disheveled appearance spoke of his waning sanity.
“Genie, I need you to transport us to the closest kingdom to ours.”
“You need? You know it doesn’t work that way, Master.”Please make that your final wish, then I can leave your sorry ass there.
“You must!” he demanded with my tunic firmly in his grasp.
“Master?” I glared at him with the utmost disdain in my voice. “Resorting to physical violence will only end in your demise.” It was unknown to him that no harm would befall him by my hands, a fact I’d purposely glanced over.
“You’ll never hurt me. I’ll have your head if you do!”
“Master, I cannot die, and you well know that.”
“Genie, I demand at once you take me there. Now!” His movements were erratic, his breath and body odor just as foul as his attitude. He’d not bothered to bathe in who knew how long. He was well and truly consumed by madness.
“Is that your wish?” I again asked. I’d not do anything without finality of those words.
“Be gone! You’re worthless!” He snagged the lamp from the pedestal, arm cocked back. Would he dare throw it? He thought twice and returned it to its place. “I loathe the sight of you. Leave me at once.”
I wished to go to Raj but had much to contemplate. Things I didn’t want to burden him with and showing my face now would only bring about questions I dared not answer. Our leader had indeed gone mad and must be dealt with before he risked the lives of his family, and this village. But how to go about that without causing a scene or drawing attention to myself.
Whisper things to the guards?
They’d never believe me.
Take him out on a stroll through town as he is now, the madness would be visible to all?
No, the likelihood he’d demand their imprisonment or death for no reason was too much to risk.
I paced inside the lamp for hours on end and contemplated scenarios that could never be for a variety of reasons. When I finally returned to Raj’s room in the dead of night, he was wide awake.
“Daddy!” He bolted out of bed and straight into my arms. “I was afraid you were gone.”
“I’ll always come back to you, my love. I just had a few things to take care of. I’m sorry I worried you.” How to say,Oh, no worries, dear boy. I was merely watching the fall of this fine land as a madman is at the helm driving it straight to the depths of hell.Some things were better left unsaid. My boy was a worrier, and rightfully so given his past. “Let’s get you back to bed.”
Once in my arms, Raj slipped into a deep sleep. It was a good thing I didn’t require the same, considering I lay there the remainder of the night and well into morning. I’d hit a wall and run out of viable options to bring this madness to an end.
