"Damn it woman you can't do that."
Jenelle refused to look at him. That annoyed him, almost
as much as her running her fingers over the marble bust of the most
powerful of Djinns. Jealousy flowed through him at the caress she was
bestowing upon the marble bust.
"Says who? I'm a genie now Dwin not some guy's
personal sex toy. He got what he deserved."
Dwin wiped his hands over his face and took a deep
breath. "Most Genies enjoy pleasing their masters."
"I'm not most Genies, Master Djinn Dwin. You should
never have trapped me in this form." He knew she was angry, and she
had every right to be.
"You needed to be punished for your actions, and
this was the easiest and quickest punishment I could think of." He
knew the moment he'd said it she would let her temper loose.
"Why you arrogant, pig headed, selfish... You did
this to me because I refused to grant one wish. You failed to even ask
who made the wish or why I refused it. Or did you demote me because…."
Now Dwin was angry, "Don't go there. That had
nothing to do with it."
"I'm sure it didn't."
Her sarcasm broke into his anger. "Then tell
me." He pleaded.
"No! You want me to grant any and all wishes, fine,
you win Dwin. Pick my next Slaver."
"Jenelle…" her choice of words hurt him.
"No it's Genie now, and you made this choice not
me. My next Master will get ANYTHING he asks of me."
Rage colored his vision at her implication. "I
forbid it!"
"Too bad you placed this punishment on me without
getting all the facts. You took his word over mine and now you have to
live with what you've turned me into. So choose!"
Dwin turned away from her. He knew now she was right.
He'd known the truth for months and had done everything in his power to
free her. But her disregard to the rules of a Genie, the turning of her
last Master into an Ass had worked against him. She needed to obey one
Master fully for them grant him the permission to lift the punishment.
But if she continued she would be stripped of all her powers, they would
make her human. He couldn't allow that. Losing her would kill him
inside.
"I'll have a candidate for you by tomorrow. Stay
with me tonight."
"Is that an order?"
Dwin winced. "You don't have any other Master but
yourself, this choice is all yours."
Jenelle shook her head at him sadly. "You're wrong
Dwin I do have a Master. I have you."
"Not tonight." He assured her, desperately
wanting to pull her into his arms. "Tonight you're free to make
your own decision, I want you to choose to stay with me."
"I can't. Forst could make further false
accusations out of spite and I'd be cursed to remain a Genie forever.
I'm sorry Dwin but I can't risk it. I chose to be with you once and got
punished for my choice."
Clarity finally struck, all those months of hurt and
pain for nothing. "When you never came to me that night. I thought…"
"You thought wrong. Forst stopped me while I was on
my way. Then I woke with these attached to my wrists. That's all I
remember, leaving my room to come to you and waking up a prisoner."
"You never did what he claimed, did you?" his
words were sure and confident of her answer.
"I have to go Dwin."
He blocked her path, refusing to let her leave.
"Not until you answer me."
"He didn't lie, I did do that to him. But so would
any other Gin if he tried to spell them."
Dwin felt the first spark of anger ignite in his chest.
"Why did he try to spell you Jenelle?"
"Why do you think Dwin?"
Shock floored him; Forst his best friend had tried to
spell his love away from him. Why? Forst knew how he felt about Jenelle,
and how it had broken him to be the one to punish her. "Tell
me!"
"He wanted me for himself. He told me I belonged to
him and none other, and that he would use his power to insure it if he
needed to."
That spark of anger slowly started to boil. "You
stood up to a Djinn twice as powerful as you are for me. I will have a
talk with Forst and we'll see if he likes the punishment."
"Don't…"
Dwin looked down at her hand on his arm, she hadn't
touched him in so long. He wasn't sure how to react. "But…"
"You have no proof, only my word. And at the moment
my word isn't worth much. I have no creditability at the moment. Let it
go… Please."
"He did this to you, to us…"
Her smile broke through the last of his barriers.
"The fact that you want to confront him… Dwin take me to
bed."
"But you said…"
"I made my choice." The soft stroke of her
hand against his cheek soothed him. He pulled her close, wrapping his
arms around her softness and buried his face in her hair.
"Your next Master? You can't refuse him or…"
"I know Dwin, they told me. So make him a her and
we shouldn't have a problem."
He ran his hands soothingly over her back. "Once
you've been restored, will you still be mine?"
He saw her surprise and smiled. "You would still
want me?"
"Always and forever."
The next morning Dwin lay there lovingly watching her.
He needed to choose her a new Master that day but he didn't know whom.
Stroking her hair back from her face he made a decision.
Jenelle woke slowly with a warm presence at her side and
smiled. It wasn't a dream after all. Dwin wanted her. Opening her eyes
she reached out for him.
"Morning my lovely one. Did you sleep well?"
"Splendidly, and you?" Her smile was warm and
radiant as she answered.
Dwin graced her with a kiss. "Better than I have in
a millennia. I hate to ruin such a perfect morning but we need to
discuss your next Master."
With a sigh Jenelle nodded her agreement.
"I've chosen two and will leave the final decision
to you. One is a woman and one a man, the man is a …"
A knock on the door distracted him from his thoughts,
and when the door opened Dwin frowned.
"Dwin I heard that…. What is she doing
here!"
"Good morning Forst, Jenelle was just about to
receive her final assignment."
He watched the emotions of anger, envy and jealousy play
across his friend's face. "I … she…"
"Yes Forst I know what you did, and we will discuss
it with the council later. I also know that Jenelle did what you accused
her of, but now I know that her wish of impotence on you was
justified."
"You can't believe her over me? She's trying to
fool you, she's using you."
Dwin was entertained, and didn't believe a word of his
lies. But he decided to play along when he saw the mischief on Jenelle's
face. "Are you using me Jenelle?"
"Forst I could never use Dwin, I love him too much
for that. But you already knew that, cause I told you that the night I
cursed you with my wish. Shall I grant you another wish for lying
again?"
Dwin saw the fear in his eyes; the feelings confirmed
when Forst took a step back. "So it's true, you had me punish her
because she loved me and not you. You're supposed to be my friend Forst,
you knew I cared for her. Why?"
"No, no I never… I am your friend… she's… She
was a Gin. You deserved better, a Djinn at the very least."
Dwin saw right through his babbling. "You wanted
her for yourself and she rejected you." Anger swelled out of
control at the betrayal. "Your choices for Master, my love, are a
woman in need of protection, or me."
Jenelle's body stiffened in his arms as she eyed him
suspiciously, "Why you?"
"Because it's the only way I can grant you the
power to exact revenge."
He watched her as she mulled it over. But she didn't
reach a decision until Forst spoke up.
"He's only trying to control you."
Jenelle sniffed at Forst's lame attempt to save himself.
"I choose you."
With a malicious grin Dwin looked straight at Forst.
"My first wish is a kiss Good morning."
Jenelle grinned and pinned him to bed with her body
before granting his wish.
Hearing Forst backing away towards the door Dwin sighed
and broke off the kiss with regret. "My second wish is to have
Forst receive his just punishment."
Jenelle closed her eyes and waved her hand towards Forst.
Dwin looked over when he heard a gasp of outrage, Forst stood there with
bracelets made of pure Silver on his wrists. Jenelle's wish had turned
him into a Genie.
"You will pay for this woman."
Dwin cradled her to him protectively. "No she
won't, she's following my wishes as her Master."
Dwin saw Forst take an aggressive step towards the bed.
"His lamp love."
"Sorry Master." She waved her hand once more
and a lamp of Silver with spelled etchings engraved into it appeared
sucking Forst into it's heart.
"Your third wish Master?"
Dwin stroked her back as he thought out the wording.
"Perhaps I should wait on the third wish. I like having you so
obedient." He teased.
The only response he got from her was a raised eyebrow
and a soft kiss to his neck.
"Or perhaps I can make the wish now and we can
return to our pleasant morning?"
"I would prefer the latter Master."
"Then my third wish is for you to return to your
rightful position in our domain. I want my beloved Gin back."
Jenelle blinked at him in surprise and waved her hand.
The moment the wave was completed her bracelets fell off and power
flowed into her.
"Now my Gin, marry me. Be mine forever."
"Yes Dwin, but after I help that poor woman in
need."
Dwin smiled at her lovingly, "That's my Gin."
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