It took him a couple of weeks to decide in on the first target. It was his neighbour living two houses across the hall in his apartment building, Pooja Hegde. She was 27 years old. She worked as a makeup artist. She specialised in wedding makeup. She was also a part him high end escort girl. She is tall like 5 feet 9 inches. With 32B breasts, 25 inches waist and sexy 34 inches hips. She was absolutely gorgeous.
Vikrant wanted super hot genies; Ali turned out to be a great advisor. Even though his wishes had been used. Ali was bound to the lamp and through the lamp to Vikrant. Ali had some powers which he could use like scurrying, to be able to follow a person without physically being there. Temporarily change a person’s mood or feelings.
It being a summer wedding season and middle of summer it was hot; Pooja had been working since afternoon and it was well past midnight now.
Her home’s lock was blocked, no matter how much she tried the lock wasn’t budging. Then she travelled back down to search for watchman, but he was never really on his post. As she was walking back to the lift, she saw Vikrant walking into the building finding her worried
“Is everything alright?”
She had seen a lot of times in the corridors so she knew he lived across her house.
“I am locked out of my house some how keys are not working”
“Let’s check once again.” Through out the lift journey Vikrant kept the distance and respected her space and didn’t talk much.
They tried to open the lock again. As he was trying to open it She asked him “what were you doing out at this time?” He casually replied back “Friday night, so had been out for a movie”
The lock still didn’t budge. “The lock isn’t budging; you will have to get a locksmith in the morning.” She pulled out her phone to find out it was drained out. Vikrant offers his phone. She just smiled and replied in a cute tone “I don’t remember any phone numbers”
Vikrant just offered “you can charge up your phone at my place, if you want.” As he had been a proper gentleman till then she decided she would go over as she had absolutely no where else to go.
All her troubles till the had been courtesy of Ali, so unknown to Pooja she was heading right into Lion’s den. Once inside she settled on to the sofa, as she was sitting down, she started feeling very tired and almost sleepy. So, when Vikrant handed her brass lamp instead of charger, she took a little longer to realise what was happening but by then it was a bit too late.
He had her both hands clamped on the lamp with his hands holding hers and then the lamp glowed
“As the maker of this lamp, and the opener of the gate, I name thee the gatekeeper. Pooja Hegde, I bind you heart, soul, and body to this lamp so long as it exists. You control its power, whoever controls it, controls you. You are bound as the genie of this lamp, so sayith the lampmaker!”
The lamp and her eyes both glowed “I, Lacey, am bound to this lamp as its genie. I swear upon my soul to serve whoever owns the lamp as my master until I am freed or a new master takes me.” She replied
He pulled out a needle and pricked her index finger and pressed it against the lamp. The blood seemed to boil into steam and flowed up. Instead of dissipating it thickened and flowed around Pooja like a body wrap. He watched as her feet seemed to turn to mist and her form was gradually eaten by the thickening mist. Her face was the last thing to go and just before it disappeared, he heard her say "Holy Shit, what's happening to me?" in a quiet, confused tone. Her face disappeared into the mist and the mist suddenly was sucked into the lamp in its entirety.
Ali appeared beside Vikrant “congratulations master, you have made your first genie” bowing to him and added now rub the lamp and claim her as your loyal servant.”
Vikrant felt the lamp in his hand, he was slightly shivering. He took a deep breath and slowly rubbed the lamp. A stream of smoke shot out of the lamp and formed a humanoid formed and slowly dissipated to reveal Pooja in her full glory.
She was wearing a golden banarasi sari with a contrasting blue sleeveless blouse. With her hair tied in a neat bun.
She smiled at Vikrant with a look that would melt steel, she folded her hands in a namaste and bowed her head, speaking in a sexy tone “I am Pooja, Genie of the Lamp, and your humble and loyal servant. I will grant thee three wishes and will serve thee afterwards in whatever function I can until you release me from your service.”
“Pooja I claim you as my servant, I will make my wishes when the time is right for now you must answer all my questions truthfully.”
“Yes master, your wish is my command” she replied in a loving voice.
“Do you remember about your life before becoming a genie”
“Yes master, I remember. I was a great beauty, I worked as a full-time makeup artist and a part-time high-end prostitute. Being an orphan, I funded my education being one, I moved to part-time because I didn’t like being paid for it then the other person would treat me as their property.”
“Do you like it?”
She smiled in a way that the smile was dripping of lust and answered “Yes master, I love sex, I am not choosy, I am bisexual. Hence, I have had sex with everyone. I was a favourite for a lot of lesbian clients. I like to have an upper hand in most situations. This is the first time in a long time someone has been able to outsmart me.”
“What do you think of this situation?”
“You, my master has outsmarted me, I don’t like it, but you won. Me liking it or not depends on how much power master decides to give me, because I can see master has plans for a large harem and huge household.” She finished with a smile.
“Pooja, you will have a lot of power just not over me. Together we will grow my harem. You will help me manipulate a lot of people. You will answer to me and then to Ali, who is council and advisor, his orders will never supersede mine. So do you like the idea of controlling other people, expanding my harem and enslaving more beauties”
Pooja smiled an evil but beautiful smile, she bowed lower as she answered “Master, I am overjoyed that it was you who made me a genie, I will loyally serve you forever. I would Love to help you in enslaving more beauties, I will ensure their loyalty to you and to only you”
“Very good Pooja, rise then and listen to your orders and obey them”
“Pooja, Genie of the Lamp, I have my wishes. Listen and grant them. I wish for more materials to build more lamps, make them appear on my kitchen floor with no tricks or strings attached." Ali had explained it to him that materials required for one lamp can exist at one time fortunately for Vikrant, Ali being the last of his kind there were no other genies to disturb Vikrant’s plans.
"I wish that I had great sexual prowess, that I was a master lover who could make love and enjoy pleasure all night long without ill effects and the physical body, ability, and strength to match it with no tricks or issues attached.”
“I wish for you to create a bedroom in a pocket dimension accessible by getting into that trunk there. Pointing towards an old metal trunk, a bedroom in which I can enjoy all forms of sex, with bath tubs and all, a place to enjoy my harem and make it so that I can connect to other places.”
Pooja smiled deeply and Ali was impressed by what he was asking “Are these your wishes master?”
Vikrant nodded followed by Pooja. Her eyes glowed and then his head spun and he fell back on to his sofa.
Pooja had vanished back, Vikrant looked at Ali “After granting the wishes the genies need to return to their lamps, the genies would need to return to their lamps for an hour every day to take rest”
Vikrant smiled grabbed the lamps and moved into the trunk. He was a Harry Potter fan so he had chosen a trunk to hide his pocket dimension. As he stood up, he realised he had grown a couple of inches taller. He looked down to find that his shirt had been ripped because his muscles could no longer fit into his clothes.
Inside was lavish, it was a huge three floor room, it had a huge sitting area made of exquisite marble and gold lining. Furniture was exotic and silver plated with a lush red Jaipur carpet. Bedrooms were done with marble too with huge four poster super king size beds. The bathrooms were all made of marble fittings, tubs and jacuzzi that could easily fit at least 20 people comfortably.
He laid down Ali’s lamp on his bedside table and held pooja’s lamp in his hand slowly started to rub it. Ali retreated into the shadows to let his master play with his new trophy. Slowly smoke started to shoot out of the lamp. He laid down the lamp on bedside table. As the smoke started to form Pooja, Vikrant tore away fragments of his shirt.
Pooja’s brown eyes were simmering in the reflection of her golden sari and all the marble around.
Her dark brown hair was neatly done in a bun. The skin tone was absolutely flawless and as she bowed down for her namaste. He could see her breasts almost popping out. She seductively asked him. “Is Master happy with my work?” every bit of her existence dripping sex.
He didn’t answer her, he just closed the distance between them held her by the hair and pulled her into a kiss.
