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Saarleena licked his heavy balls savouring the musky taste, sensing the potent seed within, her tongue gliding onto the hot ridged shaft. Half way up the hard eighteen inch pole she paused and took a deep breath. "Please lord release me.....I have been in bondage to the lamp for centuries," she begged. The demon lord looked down at her a knowing smile on his face. "Saarleena you know as do I that I cannot grant that request." She sighed and returned to licking his hot shaft much to his pleasure. Of course she knew that as Genie of the lamp she was beholden to the person who released her. Three wishes she would grant to her new Master. "You know that you can only be released by someone who truly wants to take your place, and is willing to use a wish to make this true," he chuckled. She knew full well, and also knew this would never happen. She knew mortals were such avaricious creatures. In all the times she had been summoned she had never been given a wish. All the Masters she has had through the years have all wanted three things, money, power and eternal life. Fortunately eternal life only comes in the form of fame....or infamy in some cases. She had known many Masters and been used in the most depraved manor, never had she been treated kindly. So yes she knew she would never find release. She returned her attention to her Lords bulbous cock, sucking avidly on the head and tasting his heady tangy precum. It made her mouth water in anticipation of the hot gush of salty sticky spunk. She wondered which of her holes he would ravage today....or would he be content for her to suck him dry. She did not relish the thought of a blow job only, because she derived little pleasure from this other than pleasing her lord and Master.... David sat in the office of the very expensive lawyer and wondered what the hell he was doing here. He had received and official letter summoning him to the reading of a will for one of his family. As far as he could tell, he was related very vaguely because of his departed mother. He remembered his mother informing him that he was related to money. However since his mother was the black sheep there was no way he would be getting any. He knew his mother had a brief affair with a son and had been made pregnant by him, but the family wanted nothing to do with her other than paying a large sum for her silence, legally bound of course. When he received the letter he did a quick Google search for the family name. It seemed that over the past year the family had met there ends in strange fashion culminating in the head of the family, Victor Manning dying when his mansion was swallowed by a sink hole. It seemed somebody up there had it in for the family. He jumped as the lawyers secretary appeared and shepherded him into the office. Effectively the lawyer informed him that he would not be getting any of the family's wealth, surprise, surprise. The families massive fortune had not been entered into any will so it would simply go to the state. He did however hand David an envelope the only thing mentioned in the will. He opened it to find a key and a simple message. "This is all you need." He looked at the lawyer who took a look at the key. "It's the key to a safety deposit box in Switzerland if I am not mistaken," he informed Him. Taking the envelope He signed the necessary paperwork and left. He had to admit he was intrigued as to what was in the box and also wondered if it was worth the effort and expense to get there. In the end he bought a cheap flight out and then got a taxi to the bank. The taxi driver looked him up and down when he gave the name of the bank and he was not surprised when we got there. It was on the banks of a picturesque lake set in its own field of green. David could see the driver was expected a big tip and when he did not get it muttered something about rich people staying rich because they were skinflints. He stepped into the air conditioned, sweet smelling foyer and was immediately accosted by the security guard. "I have a security box," he stammered brandishing the key. The guards demeanor change from that of aggression, ready to through this bum out. To a look that said he thought David was the snot nosed kid of some high roller and he would have to put up with him. As if the key was a magic talisman a lady appeared from nowhere at his side. "Please may I see your key sir," she demanded...politely. "Level 17 room 6," she announced. How big is this place he wondered as she led him to a lift. They stepped inside and she pressed the button to take them down...or perhaps up, he was dot sure. He waited patiently not talking and wondering when the lift was going to start when the door slide silently opened. It would appeared they had arrived and since there was no feeling of movement he wondered if they had been teleported there. The lady led him to the room and informed him she would wait outside. With a feeling of anticipation he found the box and opened the tiny door. Inside was a very strange item, it looked like an old, very old oil lamp. He had to admit he was a little disappointed, reaching in he took it out. One thing that surprised him was the weight and he wondered if it was made of gold, this made him feel a little better as he stuffed the lamp into my rucksack. Outside the lady asked him if he wanted to keep the box and that the million pound rental was due to expire at the end of the year, smiling he said he would no longer need the box. Home he took the chance to really look at the lamp, it was very old and looked to have some strange writing on it. He took the lamp to the table, taking the gold and silver polish he had purchased on his way home he began to clean it. As he began to rub the lamp he mused on the fantasy stories about the genie of the lamp. Now that would be great, to have three wishes....the first would of course be. "Make me a millionaire." He was startled out of his dream when half way through cleaning the lamp began to vibrate. With a yelp he dropped the lamp onto the table and jumped back. A few seconds later smoke erupted from the spout and began to swirl around almost like a mini tornado. David was shocked and was beginning think it was some kind of illusion when the cloud began to take shape. It was definitely becoming more human....and it was a female! Gradually the image became more distinct and as it did David's mouth dropped open in surprise. Finally standing before him was the creature of his wildest dreams......so much so that he fell to his knees before her. Her legs encased to mid thigh in glossy red patent leather thigh boots, the heels at least eight inch meaning she towered over him. A glimpse of the sun kissed brown skinned thigh before they disappeared under a pair of skin tight red leather hot pants. Her sumptuous figure held in check by a red leather corset pulled it tight to give her the hour glass figure he loved. Her ample breasts thrust lewdly out for him to ogle, her hair red and glossy cascaded over her shoulders. In her hands she brandished a long slender whip! All in all the picture of his ideal woman...... dominant.....his Mistress....he hoped. There were however two things that made him pause for thought. One was the pair of tiny horns that sprouted from the head.....and two the tail that swished side to side hypnotically behind her!. "I am the genie of the lamp and I grant you three wishes.......Master," she intoned. Without pause for thought he blurted out his first wish. "I wish that you would be my Mistress." "Your wish is my command." Saarleena: When Saarleena fully materialised she was taken aback by a few things. One her surroundings, she was used to opulence or academia....her current surroundings looked like a tiny hovel....a very tiny hovel. Two her attire, since she was dressed as to the desires of her new master she was used to skimpy revealing submissive attire....this was....dominant... aggressive, a flutter of excitement filled her stomach. And finally her new Master, she was used to dominant, avaricious Masters, either rulers or scholars....this mortal was on his knees abject devotion in his eyes......the stirring in her stomach grew stronger. All this she took in and tried not to show her excitement, was this her chance to escape? His first wish confirmed this and she gleefully granted it knowing full well that she could not actually be his Mistress because the person summoning the genie had full control of her. Her brain whirred forming a plan, steeling herself she gave him her first command. Knowing how avaricious mortals were she fully expected him to balk at it!. "My first command to you is that you make no more wishes unless I command it," she demanded. "Yes....yes Mistress....anything you say Mistress," he mewled submissively. She sighed inwardly and further formulated her plan. She had to make this mortal her slave, make him totally devoted to her, then and only then would she dare ask him to take her place. She knew this could only be asked once so if he said no she wouldbe subject to hundreds more years of servitude. She knew a chance like this would not come around again for a long time. "Show me around your humble abode," she commanded. She smiled as he hurried to comply. He gave her the grand, if you could call it that, tour of his apartment. Living room, kitchen/diner, bathroom and finally bedroom. The place was neat and tidy but very small....she realised she needed something grander, so her plan evolved. Noticing the tidy feminine touch she asked him about his wife. "I have no wife Mistress," her answered meekly. The bedroom contained a large bed and a large double wardrobe with mirrored doors in which she marvelled at her dominant reflection. Again the bedroom had a very feminine feel, strange considering he lived alone. All the men she had met previously when left alone had been quite slovenly, requiring a woman's touch to keep any semblance of tidiness and order! She reached to open the wardrobe door and he jumped towards her. "No Mistress.....I....I......I can explain!" The wardrobe was full of feminine attire, most of it pink and frilly, there was however a skimpy black PVC maids dress. She had been made to dress in a maids dress on numerous occasions to service her current Masters perverted fantasies, so she was angry at the fact he made a woman do this for him.She turned towards him and noticed not a look of lust but only of embarrassment....was he blushing? "You have a maid....a slave to clean you house and service your needs," she demanded. He cowered before her and fell to his knees. "No Mistress....no I would never...I....I wear them......they are mine." He blushed even brighter red. At his admission her heart leapt with joy, she had known submissive men in her time, however none that had dressed as a female she mused. Here was clay she could easily mold to her desires, she was close....very close to release. Her pussy was so wet at the thought of this that she sauntered to the bed and after arranging the pillows reclined.Salaciously she reaching between her legs and lowering the zip of her hot pants to reveal her sopping wet pussy. The look of hunger on his face was priceless!. David led his new Mistress around the house seeing the disappointment on her face. He was pretty sure she was used to finer things. She asked him questions about himself, his job, did he have a wife. The final room he showed her was the bedroom and when she opened the wardrobe he nearly died of embarrassment.She seemed rather angered that he had a maid, and totally humiliated he had to confess that the dresses were his. The look on her face when he confessed this puzzled him, it was one of triumph, it seemed she was very pleased with the fact he was a simpering sissy. So much so she seemed to relax and sauntered to the bed where she rearranged the pillows and then sat among them before lowering the zip between her legs to expose her pussy. His mouth dropped open at the sight of her moist pussy and his mouth watered, then she said the words he dreamed of.... "Pleasure me slave." He eagerly got onto the bed but she stopped him with the command he dreaded. "Strip first slave......let me see what I have to play with," she smirked. Reluctantly he obeyed her command knowing full well what she would say when she saw his rock hard cock. Because even though it was rock hard it was still only five inches. All the women he had dated had smirked at the big reveal, a couple had left in disgust knowing full well he could not pleasure them. In that they were in fact wrong because the one thing he was proud of was his ability to pleasure women with his tongue, in fact he revelled in the task often not getting any pleasure himself other that servitude. When he was naked he stood nervously fidgeting waiting for the ridicule.....he did not have to wait long. "How old are you?" she queried a wicked grin on her lips. "Forty.....Mistress," he answered knowing where this was going. "So a full grown man with the cock of a child," she snickered. He blushed bright red dropping his gaze. "A pity I really need a good fuck......come pleasure me with you tongue instead," she growled. He crawled up the bed to between her legs and she lent forward to greet him. "Let me help you with that task," she mused caressing his cheek and chin with both hands. He let out a yelp as his tongue swelled in his mouth. His mouth dropped open in surprise and his tongue flopped out dangling to just below his chin. "Better," she winked before laying back into the cushions. He flexed his new longer tongue realising he had full control even to the tip. Relishing this new ability he dipped his tongue into her pussy eliciting a sigh of pleasure from her. He shivered at the musky taste and lapped at the outer lips guzzling down the syrupy juices like an addict. However she wanted more and urged him to lick deeper. With his new longer tongue he slipped deeper inside feeling the molten heat and the ripple of her muscles around his tongue, never in his life had he experienced this sensation. She growled her pleasure which emboldened him to play. He swirled his tongue around making her squeal. Then he remembered the female G spot and curled his tongue back on itself caressing the roof of her pussy. "Yes......yes.....yes," she growled mashing her pussy into his face. He gripped her thighs and lapped her G spot riding her pussy as she screamed her climax to the room.Pleased at having pleasured her so quickly he allowed his tongue to slip from her pussy and slide through the folds to find her clit. It was a rock hard nub and he was surprised at how agile the tip of his tongue was. He was able the wrap the tip around her clit and stroke her to climax. She howled a second climax in short order gasping for breathe and crooning her pleasure making his heart sore. He loved giving pleasure in fact he revelled in it! Realising she needed at least a little time to recover her resorted to fucking her pussy with his newly elongated tongue. As he did he wished he had had a tongue this long all his life, oh what pleasure he could have given. So for what seemed like hours he pleasured her with his tongue, flicking her G spot, caressing her clit and simply fucking her with his tongue. Another thing that came with the extra length was extra stamina and it was his Mistress who in fact stopped him, he would have gone on all day if she had wanted. "Hell getting my pussy licked is fun, but I need a real fucking now!" she growled. "Kneel," she commanded. He did as she commanded yelping as she took hold of his rock hard five inches. She caressed up the length and he gasped trying not to climax. "Please Mistress," he pleaded. "Mmmm want to come do you?" She winked. "Oh yes please Mistress," he whimpered. However even though he could feel his climax about to burst there was another sensation. A warm tingling feeling which overtook the sensation of climax....in fact it replaced it. He looked down between his legs to find that his cock was steadily growing under her manipulation. He looked up into her face noting the look of mischief there, she winked. She continued to stroke until to his utter amazement he now sported a twelve inch fat monster cock between his legs. The sensation ebbed away and once again he had full feeling as she slid her hand down the length, he gasped feeling the climax quickly rising. At the base of his cock she gripped his balls, he felt strange burning sensation and when she removed her hand a gleaming golden band was in its place. He quickly realised that although he was on the brink of climax there was no way he would with the metal band in place!. "Now fuck me...if you think you're man enough," she smirked. He moved between her legs and considering the size gently slipped his cock into her, she snickered her disgust. "Now I know you're not used to having a mans cock between your legs but I'm used to having one in my cunt......SO FUCK ME!" she demanded. He blushed bright red and pulled out before thrusting a little harder, being a sub he was conscious of not wanting to hurt her...she had other demands. "Fuck me.....fuck me hard....come on bitch, pleasure your Mistress," she demanded. Taking this as consent he really began to fuck her, slamming his new monster cock into her. To his shame it was still not enough as she demanded harder and faster. Unlike the stamina he had with his new tongue it was not so with his cock and soon he was panting like a whipped race horse. He was pleased to see her climax and then climax again until soon she was writhing and yelping climax after climax. Finally she pushed him away giving him time to draw breath and compose himself. She in the meantime rolled onto her belly and then came up onto her knees. "Well so much for foreplay...now you really get to fuck me," she said flaunting her ass before him her ripe sex swollen pussy on display. Rather disconcertingly the long tail whipped backwards and forwards. It sprouted from just above her pink puckered hole, was around four foot long and ended in a spade (spade as in the card spade) like tip. He watch mesmerised as it whipped backwards and forwards. "Come on fuck me," she demanded. With that the tail whipped around him drawing him closer so that his cock slid into her ass crack. Moving back he lined it up with her pussy and slammed it into her, she growled her approval. "Now you're getting the hang of it........stud," she quipped. Once again he began to fuck her and to his relief she was soon screaming climax after climax. He gasped breathe labouring in his lungs wondering if he was simply going to pass out with exhaustion when he felt the lash of her tail across his ass. It sent a sensation straight to his balls and he longed to be able to climax. As if she knew this she reached back caressing his balls and driving him wild with frustration. Chuckling she caressed the encircling ring. "Time for the big finale," she quipped. He felt the tingle and then the release......the ring was gone! At this he went wild like a runner spotting the finish line. He slammed his cock into her with abandon making her scream with renewed pleasure and then bellowed his own climax to the room. The spunk when it came was thick and copious surprising himself. There was so much that he felt it streaming down his legs, splashing out as he continued to ram his cock home finishing his own climax......and giving Mistress yet another. Thoroughly exhausted she collapsed onto the bed and was quickly, blissfully sleeping. He sat back on his heels exhausted and content in equal measure, sadly he watched his cock shrink to its original size.....although it was still rock hard!. Saarleena woke to find her new slave kneeling obediently beside the bed and the excitement returned. Being a creature of insatiable sexual appetite she soon had him lapping at her pussy obediently. Luxuriating in the pleasure of his extended tongue she planned her next move a cunning thought came to mind. If she did in fact get him to take her place she would also loose all her powers, which meant she had to get him to replace them. Reluctantly pushing him away from his ardent worship she spoke. "So slave, I have decided you can have your next wish.......You will wish that I have control over all mortal men. All I have to do is speak to them and they will fall under my power." She held her breath wondering if he would make the wish, after all there was no benefit for him. "I wish that you have the power to control men.....All you have to do is speak to them and they are under your power," he repeated obediently much to her amusement. "Your wish is my command," she spoke eagerly. "Now time to get out of this hovel and to somewhere that suits my stature." She stood and then looking at her new slave smiled. "Mmmm I think you need to be dressed as suits your place she mused. "Stand slave," she commanded. "Mmmm.....too much body hair and some the wrong colour," she quipped. She moved around him caressing him as she did, he shivered under her touch and his tiny cock dribbled.As her hands moved his body hair disappeared until he had no hair neck downwards, he gasped at this new state. She ran her hands through his hair and as she did it fell in big pink bangs that cascaded down to his shoulders. She dipped her finger in the precum on the end of his tiny cock causing him to gasp with pleasure. She then painted his lips and as she did they became glossy....plump and pale pink. Like some kind of miracle cream the precum softened his features and softened the tone. She used it to give him pale purple eye shadow and luscious long lashes. Pleased with the result both in the transformation and that he now seemed to be in total awe of her....his body quivering at her touch...his eyes adoring! She continued.... She waved her hand in an intricate pattern and watched the shock on his face as she dressed him. Candy pink shiny, patent leather high heels....the heel being eight inches. He yelped and tottered forward looking down at his feet. Next shear pink stocking to mid thigh, held up by pinks suspender straps that ended in little pink hearts.....he crooned at their touch. A pair of pink thong panties covered his manhood.....quite easily she mused. Once again he gasped as the tight rear strap caressed his puckered hole. The dress was brief, pink satin, lots of frills on the hips pulled in at the waist and tight against his chest. The flat chest would never do so with a flourish she conjured pert round tits causing him to blush with shame......or was it excitement. Pink satin shoulder length gloves graced his hands. He was now a cute pinkcaricature sissy.....but thinking of him as a he now did not seem to work. "Since you seem to like being all girly, I think that is how I will treat you from now on.....and a girls name......do you have anything in mind?" She smiled a knowing smile watching him blush. "I.....I...I like to call myself Davina.....Mistress." He blushed even deeper red having relinquished a personal secret. "Very well Davina......follow me." An intricate hand gesture saw a pink collar around his neck attached to which was a long pink lead that she held.With a warm glow of satisfaction she left Davina's apartment. Davina was in a complete sense of shock!She was now completely transformed into something she had always dreamed of. She yearned to step in front of a mirror to see what she had become. When she dressed she often wore fake breasts...but these were real....heavy. They caused her to stick her ass out for balance which made her realise that was also very plumper and shapely, she felt it and crooned causing a snigger from her Mistress. All to soon Mistress was snapping him out of his heady joy of being completely sissified by clipping a lead to her collar and heading for the door......outside. She had never been outside before and almost balked at the idea, then she realised her new Mistress was definitely not going to take no for an answer. Besides the thought of being humiliated in public sent a shiver down her spine. There was however the sudden realisation that her Mistress had horns and a tail....how was that going to go down she wondered. She was hoping people would just see it as a cosplay costume. Mistress led her to the lift and then across the foyer of her apartment block, mercifully they met no one, but to her shame she was disappointed. She so much wanted to be displayed and outed as a pathetic sissy in public, it was one of her darkest fantasies!As they got close to the doors she finally got a glimpse of their reflection. She shivered her clit stiff and dripping at the girly reflection of herself but it was Mistresses reflection that puzzled her. She could not see the horns or the tail, which was swishing from side to side playfully and occasionally caressing her ass at this very moment!On the pavement was a different matter. One there were lots of people and two they were all staring at us. There were curious / lustful glances at mistress and disgusted / sympathetic glances at her....once again she shivered at the humiliation her clit tenting her tiny panties much to some of the onlookers amusement. Mistress flagged down a taxi and much to her disappointment the humiliation was over. "Take me to the most expensive apartment block in the city," she demanded. "Yes Mistress," he replied. She was shocked at his obedience but then she remembered her wish. Mistress now had control over all men. They traveled to the expensive side of town, to an apartment complex overlooking the city in acres of its own gardens. Mistress stepped out of the taxi without a backward glance and of course she had to follow being led on the lead. She glanced back but the taxi driver had simply driven off without asking for his fare. Inside the apartment foyer it was richly decorated and air conditioned. A surly guard headed in their direction no doubt ready to kick them out. "Take me to the manager." He obeyed meekly and after meeting the manager we were shown to the penthouse apartment personally by him. "Will Mistress be staying long," he mewled. "For a while.....does the apartment have its own car and chauffeur," she demanded. "Yes Mistress." "Good, I will need it shortly....and credit in the fashion stores in town." "Yes Mistress." "Good.....have the card ready in the car when I need it.....that will be all," she dismissed him with a hand gesture. The apartment was massive, the en suite to the bedroom was bigger than her whole apartment she marvelled. Mistress sauntered around the place and seemed to be satisfied. She flopped languidly onto the bed and Davina ogled her curvaceous figure. She was hoping Mistress was going to make her worship her pussy but she had other plans. "Time to get out of this submissive's wet dream," she murmured no doubt meaning her attire. Davina loved her leather clad figure but then she was a submissive! Sitting us she looked him up and down. "Mmm some thing a little more staid for our shopping trip," she mused. A flick of her wrists and he was completely naked. With a flourish of her hand glossy black ankle boots appeared on her feet, complete with tiny padlocks securing them in place.Next glossy latex stockings encased her legs. Glossy red latex knickers came next so tight they gripped his rock hard clit almost making her climax on the spot! The skirt was a glossy latex hobble skirt ending just below her crotch. Once again it was tight, so much so that her bump could easily be seen not disguising she was a man......well a sissy. A red latex corset ensured that one, she could hardly breath and two, she had a shapely hour glass figure. Also if she was not mistaken her tits had swelled in size, they certainly appeared most prominent. Thrusting against the brilliant white high collar latex blouse she now had on. Mistress clicked her fingers and a six inch glossy red butt plug appeared in her hand. "Now I could have simply created this in place but I believe insertion is half the pleasure!" She winked. Mistress made her touch her toes and then after peeling back the layers of latex caressed Davina's puckered hole with the tip of the butt plug. Davina shivered at the touch of the plug. Indeed she was in an extremely high state of arousal. All this latex was driving her wild! The scent of it, the restricting touch she loved it. At the sight of the butt plug she almost fainted with joy. She gladly touched her toes longing for the feel of that rubber intruder. Mistress teased her making her mewl with delight by first sliding the plug over her sissy pussy and then just slipping the tip inside. Looking up between her legs she watched her Mistress play, mesmerised. A large bead of precum had formed on the tip of her throbbing clit and she watched it grow into a larger drop. Mistress noticed this and slipped the plug between her legs coating it with sticky sissy juice before thrusting it completely home into her sissy pussy. Davina was red with pleasure, shame.......delight when Mistress had her stand and adjust her dress. She wiggled the skirt back into place a moan escaping her lips as the plug gyrated in her sissy pussy massaging her prostate. With a knowing smile Mistress headed for the door. The car was waiting for them outside and they were whisked to the high end fashion shops. The sales lady did not bat an eyelid at the appearance of a leather clad dom and her rubber.....slave. Well Davina did had a black latex choker around her neck stating this! Her eyes did however light up at the sight of the gold card her Mistress brandished. Mistress much to Davina's disappointment soon lost the leather outfit. In its place came designer shoes, shear stockings a pencil skirt and red silk blouse. Mistress pretty much bought out the shop, before going to the next. Davina did begin to wonder why Mistress did not simply transform her look the way she had done to him but assumed it was a woman thing.....women love shopping. So loaded down with Mistresses continuing spending spree she tottered after her. When they got back to the apartment Davina was completely exhausted and her feet were aching from wearing the high heel boots. Now she really knew what it was like to be a women. Whereas she had worn her high heels around the house it had only been for a few hours at most, this had been all day and she had walked miles, Mistress on the other hand looked quite unruffled. "Now time to make some connections," she murmured mysteriously. *********************************************************************** NOTE TO READERS. This story is a labour of love but it is a labour so if you enjoyed it please leave a comment. Critiques, no thank you this is not Pulitzer material. ***********************************************************************