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Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

Main Characters

Corey Derrickson: High school senior, friend of Kyle Unmei, given the chance to marry one of four genie, each from a different tribe, if he can find them at St. Maria Theodora Catholic School!
Aleah Buckley: Corey’s first sex slave. High school senior. He claimed her after Kyle suggested she’d be a good candidate for starting Corey’s harem.
Tania Buckley: Aleah’s younger sister. Corey’s second sex slave. High school sophomore. Seduced into the harem by Aleah.

Students

Asra Duff: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Philosophy and PE. Thought to be a lesbian, the goth girl is actually a Ghul who wants to get Corey expelled.
Bettie Black: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s English and History classes. A spoiled princess dripping for a man to take her in hand. Now his sex slave. She is revealed to be the Jann
Briana Hamilton: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s English and PE classes.
Brenda Nevada: A senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math and Chemistry classes.
Debbie Goffe: Sophomore at St. Maria Theodora.
Franny Keighley: Junior at St. Maria Theodora.
Jennifer Nielson: Junior at St. Maria Theodora.
Hallie Hunt: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s English and Chemistry classes.
Havva Najjar: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math class. After eating her pussy and seeing her submissive nature, Corey suspected she was the Jann but was wrong. She is also his sex slave.
In’am Alfarsi: Junior at St. Maria Theodora. A slutty Arab girl who waited naked in Corey’s locker room eager to enjoy the only boy at school. Corey suspected she was the Si’lat but was wrong. Now his sex slave.
Lisa Comstock: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math class.
Megan Scrivenor: Junior at St. Maria Theodora.
Nadia Rivers: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s PE class. Challenges Corey to a hot race. When he caught her, he claimed her. Now his girlfriend. She is revealed to be the Marid.
Natiqua Osbourne: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math class.
Regina Florence: Girl who moved in next door to Corey, sophomore at St. Maria Theodora. In Tania’s math class. Is seduced by Tania and becomes Corey’s girlfriend. She is revealed to be the Si’lat.
Pita Reyes: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Philosophy and Chemistry class.
Ritsuko Takayama: A Sophmore at St. Maria Theodora.
Rita Pickle: Junior at St. Maria Theodora.
Sheila Thorne: Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s History and PE class.
Tammy Fredrick: A Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math and PE Class
Ursula Bannister: A Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Chemistry class.
Vanessa Shearer: A Senior at St. Maria Theodora, in Corey’s Math and Chemistry classes. After her private study with Corey, now she’s his girlfriend.
Zahia Qadir: A Junior at St. Maria Theodora. A submissive, Arab Christian that is eager to learn naughty things from Corey. Now his girlfriend. She was suspected to be the Marid.

Faculty

Mrs. Abigail Reynolds: A teacher at St. Maria Theodora.
Ms. Allie Reid: Corey’s English teacher and the librarian at St. Maria Theodora. A naughty teacher doing wicked things with Corey. Now his girlfriend. She is revealed to be the Ifrit.
Coach Denise Bennett: Corey’s PE teacher at St. Maria Theodora.
Mrs. Donna Blackwood: A philosophy teacher at St. Maria Theodora.
Sister Anna Petra: A nun and Corey’s Chemistry teacher at St. Maria Theodora.
Sister Doris Suzette: A nun and teacher at St. Maria Theodora.
Sister Ester Sarah: A nun and Corey’s Math teacher at St. Maria Theodora.
Sister Francis Jean: A nun and Corey’s History teacher at St. Maria Theodora. Her true desires have been uncovered and she no longer tries to stop Corey. She has submitted to his desires.
Sister Nova Victoria: A nun and new headmistress at St. Maria Theodora. She was suspected to be the Ifrit but Corey was wrong. Now his sex slave.
Ms. Valerie Terrence: A teacher at St. Maria Theodora.

The Incubus

Father Juan: The Incubus summoned by Asra to disrupt the school!

Father Horn: The Satyr summoned by Asra to disrupt the school!

Father Puck: The Pookah summoned by Asra to disrupt the school!

Father Black: The Svartálfar summoned by Asra to disrupt the school!

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Aleah Buckley – Thursday, September 10th

I stared at Corey’s harem, minus Regina and In’am. I hoped In’am was fine, that the beings the stupid Asra cunt had summoned to our school hadn’t corrupted her. Corey had taken Regina with him to find her. Though the petite girl looked too timid to be of any use in a confrontation, she was a Si’lat.

A succubus-like genie. Corey took her to fight sexual magic with sexual magic.

The rest of the harem were gathered in the library, all of us brushed by the four beings who were wandering the school. Creatures out of mythology. An incubus masquerading as a Latin priest who had almost gotten Tania and me to do kinky things to him, a Svartálfar which was a dark elf and as gorgeous as you could imagine, a hairy satyr who had triggered an orgy in Corey’s math class, and a roguish Pookah with Irish charm that had almost gotten my sister to fall to her knees and suck his dick.

They were insidious. They turned women on so hard we couldn’t think. They played with our souls. Our minds. Our desires. They attacked us in different ways. So Corey had us on lockdown, Ms. Reid, the Ifrit, guarding the entrance to the library. She looked like she was about to burn any being who came through those doors, ready to do battle.

“Okay,” I said, looking around at the scared girls, the nervous nuns, and the genies who were trying to hide any nerves. At least Bettie and Nadia where. Ms. Reid didn’t look like a damned thing scared her. “What are we going to do about these asshole roaming the campus causing problems.”

“Nothing,” Ms. Reid said. “You humans can’t do anything about it. You’ll be fucked from here to next Tuesday.”

“I know that,” I said. “But we have brains. We’re going to have a plan to deliver to Corey when he gets back. I want ideas. What do we do to get them out of the school? Or do we need to retreat?”

“We have to attack them,” said Nadia. The athletic girl had a serious expression on her face. “We need to go after them and hit them hard all at once. We need to show them that this is Djinn territory. That they are not wanted here.”

“I like it,” Ms. Reid said. “Let’s burn them to cinders.”

“But they’re going to be with my students,” said Sister Nova Victoria. The headmistress stepped forward, wearing her black nun’s habit, white wimple framing her dusky-brown face. “We can’t risk hurting my girls. I don’t know what you Djinn can do, but we have to be careful of them.”

Ms. Reid let out a frustrated growl.

“What if we have bait,” Tania said. My sister stepped forward. “I mean, they want us. The girls in this room. That’s who they’re really after. They might be having their fun out there, but Asra brought them here to fuck with us.”

“Our Master is not going to like that,” I said.

“Nope,” said Bettie. The Jann stepped forward, her normally haughty, spoiled expression replaced by something serious. “Who takes who? I want the Pookah.”

“Why, because he’s gorgeous?” asked Tania, a shiver running through my sister.

“I’m not going to fuck another man,” Bettie said. “I came to Corey a virgin.”

“In one hole,” I muttered.

“What does that mean, Aleah?” Bettie faced me with a sneer. Her hands planted on her hips. “I’m no Si’lat. And even Regina’s not out there fucking them. I’ve given myself to Corey. He’ll choose me to be his wife. Jann make the best companions for mortals. We’re closest to you. So don’t insinuate that I want to fuck the Pookah. I don’t. I want to drive him away from my family. That’s what’s important to Jann. Family.”

“No, no, it’s a good idea to have Bettie fight the Pookah,” said Nadia. “They’re smiths. Earth creatures.”

“Yep,” said Bettie. “And I’m the only hottie earth elemental that should be wandering this campus. I don’t want the competition.”

“Then I’ll take the Svartálfar,” said Ms. Reid. “Fire against dark makes sense to me.”

“Then Regina’s good for the actual incubus,” I said. “Since she’s like Father Juan’s opposite. They can have a slut off or something.”

Tania snorted in laughter. A few nervous giggles came from some of the other women of the harem. Jennifer, Zahia, Vanessa, and the newest member, Natiqua, were huddled together. Sister Francis Jean stood behind Sister Nova Victoria while Havva hugged herself, sitting on a library table.

“So I’ll take the Satyr,” Nadia said. An eager smile crossed the Marid’s face. “It’ll be a great fight. I’ll kick his ass.”

“Great,” I said, glad to have a plan to deliver to Corey. “So, who’s bait?”

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Corey Derrickson

The moment In’am and I stepped out of the restroom after our confrontation with Father Juan, the incubus, I was mobbed. The orgy of schoolgirls, and a few teachers, that had been writhing outside the restroom now surged at the pair of us. A mob of horny schoolgirls rushed at our naked flesh.

They were caught in a contest of lust between Regina and Father Juan. My Si’lat had just gone into the restroom now to fight with the incubus, her body drenched in schoolgirl pussy juices. While I had reasserted my dominance over In’am and ensured that Father Juan didn’t get to use her, Regina had been writhing out here, keeping the schoolgirls under his influence from pulling me down into their embraces and stopping me.

Now Regina was gone. Nothing would stop the horny girls.

“Corey!” moaned Pita. The Hispanic girl got to me first. She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me with a feverish hunger even as her right leg hooked around my waist.

With surprising skill, she pressed her furred muff against my cock which was fresh from In’am’s asshole. I couldn’t even warn her as she impaled her snatch down my dirty dick. Her juicy pussy engulfed me with her hot flesh.

I groaned into her mouth as she kissed me with hunger. My hands grabbed Pita’s curvy ass, one of her best features. I held her as she slid her cunt all the way down my cock, buffing my dick clean in the process.

“Oh, yes, Ursula,” In’am gasped beside me. Ursula was Pita’s friend. “Lick my asshole.” I pictured Ursula, cute brunette with her hair in a braid, on her knees and feasting on my sex slave’s backdoor.

In’am gripped my arm still. She held me tight, moaning at the delight she experienced while Pita worked her hips, pumping her pussy a few inches up and down my cock. It felt incredible. I groaned into her lips, savoring kissing her.

My tongue plundered the girl’s mouth. I swirled it around Pita’s tongue as I held her ass. I kneaded her rump, feeling her flexing as she polished my cock with that juicy pussy. Her snatch squeezed around me while she moaned.

“Regina!” girls groaned. A few stumbled past me and into the bathroom. “Regina! Father Juan! Regina!”

Others were pressing around In’am and me. They were on their hands and knees. Some kissed and licked at my feet, worshiping me. Others couldn’t get to me, so they buried their faces into the twats hovering before me. A teacher at her student. Schoolgirls devoured each other. Their sapphic moans echoed in the air.

Hot pussy filled my nose on every inhalation. The heady scent rushed through me. I groaned, savoring it while Pita worked her cunt up and down my cock. She held me tight. She massaged me as she worked her hips from side to side. She stirred that delicious twat around my shaft.

It was incredible to enjoy.

My fingers dug into her rump. I gripped her ass tight while her cunt pleasured me. She massaged me. Buffed me. Her hips stirred around my cock. The pleasure rippled through me. This wild bliss that flowed through me.

“Oh, my god, Ursula!” gasped In’am, her large breasts pressing into my left arm. She rubbed her nipples against me. Her lips pressed into my ear. “Sahib, she’s licking all your cum out of my asshole. She’s just devouring me.”

I broke the kiss with Pita to groan, “Good! Enjoy. Cum on her mouth.”

“Yes, yes.” In’am trembled. “Oh, Pita, work that cunt on his cock. That was just in my asshole. That’s so dirty!”

“Don’t care!” Pita moaned. “I’m just glad to have him. We were supposed to have you after school, but Asra ruined things.”

“She likes to do that,” I groaned, my thoughts flashing to the goth girl. The Ghul who hated me. Why?

Hard to think with Pita’s tight pussy on my dick. The Latina worked her hips, sliding that cunt up and down my cock, polishing my pole. Pleasure flooded down me, my balls growing tight with a load of cum to flood her. I would pump so much jizz into her. I would baste her with my cunt. It would be incredible.

My hands gripped Pita’s ass. I stared into her eyes, seeing the lust and desire in them. Her small breasts rubbed into my chest. Beside me, In’am moaned. Her eyes sparkled with such wild delight. She wiggled her hips from side to side, now grinding her twat on my leg. She soaked me in her juices. They spilled down my leg.

“Can’t Ursula and I join your harem?” Pita moaned. “Last night, she was in my bed and that was all we could talk about.”

“Yes!” Ursula moaned, her voice muffled.

“Shit,” I groaned. “You want to be in my harem, huh?” What were the limits? How big could I grow it? But Pita and Ursula were sexy. I had planned to give them to Asra, thinking the Ghul was just a lesbian pissed off that I was attracting all the girls. “You want to love me. Share me.”

“It’s hot.” moaned Pita. “I shouldn’t think that, but I just feel so free here. Like I can admit my darkest secrets. I want to be yours, Corey!”

“Yours!” echoed Ursula.

“Ooh, yes, yes, jam that tongue into my asshole and scoop out his cum.” In’am shuddered. “Sahib, let them join. The more in the harem, the wilder things get. You’re so powerful. Have a huge harem. It makes me so wet. I’m going to cum on your thigh, Sahib.”

“Fuck, Pita,” I groaned. “You want it that bad, you’re in. You and Ursula. You’re my girlfriends. My concubines. I’m not letting you go.”

“Yes!” Pita moaned, slamming her cunt all the way down my cock. Her thighs, hooked around my waist, tightened its grip. Her pussy clenched hard around my dick, sending pleasure flooding down to my balls. “You’re not going to regret this.”

“No!” Ursula moaned.

Pita threw back her head and her moan rose above the schoolgirl orgy around us. Pita’s pussy convulsed around my cock. Her spasming flesh rippled around me, buffing me. I groaned at the wicked rhythm of her climax sucking at me.

She kissed me hard. She thrust her tongue into my mouth, whimpering her delight. Her pussy rippled around my cock as her body trembled against me. Her hips still worked, sliding her convulsing cunt up my shaft.

“Sahib!” In’am groaned, her shaved pussy soaking my thigh in her juices. “Yes, yes! Ursula’s such a good ass-licker. She’s perfect for the harem.”

I growled into my kiss with Pita. My cock throbbed and ached in her cunt. Then I erupted. I fired my jizz into her. I pumped my spunk into her cunt. Spurt after spurt of jizz flowed into her spasming pussy.

The pleasure slammed through my body. I groaned at the ecstasy bursting through me. The schoolgirls moaned louder around us. Were they cumming, too? Were their pussies going as wild as Pita’s was around my cock?

Pita broke the kiss and moaned, “Corey! Yes, yes! Give me all the cum! I need it! Regina needs you to cum in me.”

“Regina?” I groaned as I basted her cunt. The pleasure slammed me to the peak of rapture. “What?”

“So much jizz,” she moaned, shuttering through her own orgasm. “Oh, that’s amazing. Yes, yes, yes, Corey!”

Her pussy milked out the final drops of my spunk. Then she ripped off my cock. I gasped as she deftly stepped over the schoolgirls licking at my feet and threw herself through the bathroom door before I could stop her.

“What the fuck?” I groaned and then gasped as Sheila, a girl with light-brown hair in my history and PE classes, engulfed my cock and sucked.

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Arij (Regina Florence)

The Si’lat going by the pseudonym Regina Florence entered the bathroom, leaving behind the man she loved. The schoolgirls under the influence of her breeze would take care of him. They all knew what to do. She had primed them. Now she faced the Incubus while dripping in all those girls’ pussy cream.

Those girls had coated the Si’lat in it. Arij had reveled in it. She had savored every moment of their pussies grinding on her body, armoring her in their feminine lust. It evaporated off of her, filling the air around her with their passion. She gathered it, swirled it about her in a gentle breeze as she faced Father Juan.

“The whore thinks to challenge me?” he said. A truly handsome man. Even beautiful. Corey had masculine strength. A chiseled jaw. His red hair gave him passion. But this man… It was inhuman how gorgeous he was. “Do you know what I’ll do to you, whore?”

“Do you think that word bothers me?” Arij asked. She was young for a Si’lat. Corey was her first man. She planned on him being her only man. “I’m Corey’s whore and proud of it.” Her race never apologized for their appetites. Whether a Si’lat gave herself over to one man or enjoyed hundreds, that was her business.

“You think you can keep those schoolgirls you stole from me?” the Incubus asked, amusement playing on his lips.

“They want me now,” Arij said.

“They just have fun with you,” he said. “Licking pussies. Sucking tits. Those are just idle amusements for women who can’t get what they truly crave. With a shortage of real men, they turn to each other. But you’ll see.”

Lust surged hot past the Si’lat and out the door. Girls squealed. The doors to the bathroom burst open and a few of them stumbled in, moaning, “Regina! Father Juan! Regina!”

“See,” he snarled as the girls surged between the two sexual entities. Three of them stood there, looking confused. “They’ll prove what they really want.” He shook his golden-crown cock at them. It was a magnificent specimen, bigger than Corey’s.

Not surprising since the creature before Arij had shaped his body to be the epitome of feminine lusts.

One of the girls, a Japanese cutie in her grade named Ritsuko, darted at him. Her blue-black hair swayed down her back. She spun around, bent over, and grabbed her knees, presenting her pussy for him to fuck.

He grabbed her hips and slammed into the Japanese girl’s cunt. The fifteen-year-old girl threw back her head and moaned in rapturous delight. Father Juan fucked her slender body. Her tits were so small and firm they hardly moved as she rocked forward and back while their flesh slapped together.

“See,” he growled out in triumph. “They would rather have cock.”

“So true,” Arij purred. “Debbie.”

Debbie, a girl with short hair and blue eyes, threw herself at the Si’lat. She fell to her knees before Arij and buried her face into the Si’lat’s pussy. Arij shuddered at Debbie’s nuzzling, enjoying the black-haired girl’s enthusiasm.

Arij’s smile grew as Debbie licked and lapped, driving her tongue through the Si’lat’s folds. Teasing her. Pleasing her. The pleasure rushed through her as she watched the Incubus fucking Ritsuko. The Japanese girl moaned and whimpered. Her hips wiggled from side to side, stirring her cunt around his cock.

The triumph in the Incubus’s eyes amused the Si’lat. She played with her blonde pigtails, twining them about her fingers while more and more of the pussy juices evaporated off her body. She kept the aromas swirling about her, caressing over her nipples, ruffling Debbie’s hair.

“Father Juan!” Ritsuko moaned, ecstatic delight rippling across her expression. Her head threw back. “Oh, yes, Father Juan!”

“Mmm, having fun?” Arij asked.

“She’s got a tight cunt,” said Father Juan. “Always a delight. And I bet she’s got an ass that’s just begging for my cock.” He gazed at the third girl who’d come in. Arij didn’t know her name, but she looked confused, trembling and squirming. The brunette groped her firm titties, looking from Arij to Father Juan.

“Maybe you’ll get to find out,” Arij purred, the pleasure fluttering through her body.

“What game are you up to, Si’lat?”

“Game?” She gave a dazzling, innocent smile, setting off the blue in her eyes. Her petite body quivered. “Why, just enjoying Debbie’s mouth on my pussy. The girl has a hunger for cunt, don’t you?”

“Yes!” Debbie moaned, the senior staring up at the Si’lat’s small breasts. “You taste so good.”

Arij smiled. She kept twining her pigtails around her fingers, her girlish face, full of innocent delight, bursting with pleasure. Debbie’s tongue danced and darted through Arij’s pussy, driving through her folds and sending pleasure rippling through her body.

The Si’lat enjoyed every moment of it. As the Incubus thrust harder, his own orgasm no doubt building, so did hers. She reveled in it. Out in the corridor, the man she loved—the man who would pick her to be his wife—enjoyed Pita’s pussy.

Arij’s smile grew.

Debbie’s tongue darted and danced through Arij’s cunt, licking and lapping, drinking the Si’lat’s juices. She shuddered, a big smile crossing her lips. She pulled her fingers from her pigtails and gave a mischievous giggle.

The Incubus’s brow furrowed.

He seized Ritsuko’s mane of blue-black hair and yanked her head back. The Japanese girl gasped, pulled upright. Her head only came up to his chest. Her slender body shuddered as he hugged her. He squeezed those budding breasts. He gripped them, his thumbs rubbing at her nipples. Pleasure crossed her face.

“Father Juan!” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, Father Juan!”

“Cum on his cock!” Arij purred, her own excitement building and building. So much sex brimmed in the air. The schoolgirls in the hallway were devouring each other. They feasted on pussy and licked Corey’s feet. Ursula lapped at In’am’s asshole. Pita fucked her cunt down Corey’s cock. It was perfect. “Just erupt on his dick.”

“Yes!” Ritsuko moaned and squirmed in the Incubus’s embrace.

Father Juan groaned as he hammered Ritsuko’s now convulsing twat. The Japanese girl’s pleasure burst through the room, a ripple of sexual energy that drifted through the currents of air. That was the medium of sex. The musks and pheromones that humans exuded that worked subconsciously on each other. Olfactory delights.

Arij breathed them in, her own orgasm building and building. Debbie’s tongue darted and danced through the Si’lat’s cunt, licking and lapping up the juices. Arij’s body tingled with her building rapture. Her hands slid through Debbie’s hair, gripping those silky locks.

“Cum in her, Father Juan!” Arij purred.

“Why?” the Incubus asked.

“Afraid?”

He snorted and slammed into her. “What game are you playing?”

“The best one.” Arij ground her cunt on Debbie’s mouth. “Spurt that jizz into Ritsuko. There are other girls who need you.”

“Bribing me with the rest of the girls in the school to leave your pathetic human’s harem alone?”

Pathetic? thought Arij. He walked In’am out of here full of his cum, not yours. She sent a stirring of air at Father Juan, soaked in schoolgirl pheromones. “Sure.”

The breeze drifted around him and the Japanese girl he fucked. Ritsuko moaned louder, her body bucking. The Incubus laughed and thrust hard. His sexual release felt like a hurricane blowing through the room.

The brunette in the middle screamed out in climatic delight, falling to her knees then rolling onto her side. She quivered and moaned through her bliss. Ritsuko surrendered to ecstasy the second the Incubus fired his cum into her.

Arij deflected the lust around her. She kept a firm grip on Debbie, the girl moaning and groaning into her pussy. The Si’lat smiled as, out in the corridor, Corey came in the newest member of his harem. Pita shuddered through her orgasmic rapture.

In the current of lust flooding out of the Incubus, Arij added a small gust of her own passion.

“He’s claimed another,” groaned the Incubus as he kept pumping his spunk into Ritsuko’s cunt. “Pita.”
Out in the hallway, Pita gasped. A moment later, the doors to the bathroom burst open. The Hispanic girl darted forward, jizz leaking out of her pussy. She ran right for the Incubus. Arij’s smile grew.

“You’re not stopping me from enjoying her!” Father Juan growled. “Any of them!” The Latin heartthrob ripped his cock out of Ritsuko. The Japanese girl fell to the floor and quivered there in rapture, still cumming.

The Incubus faced Pita, his cock shiny with Ritsuko’s pussy juices. Pita threw herself at him. Their golden-brown bodies came together. As Pita threw her right leg around the Incubus’s hip and impaled her pussy down his cock, Arij came.

The orgasm exploded through the Si’lat. “Oh, yes! Mighty winds, yes!”

The lust surged out of her. The currents of air gusting around her howled at the Incubus as Pita’s pussy, soaked in Corey’s cum, sank down the Incubus’s cock. Exultation crossed Father Juan’s face while the rapture slammed into the Si’lat’s mind.

“Why are you looking so triumphant?” Father Juan smiled.

“Because I’m cumming so hard!” Arij moaned, her pussy juices gushing out of her cunt. “And because of what you just did! That’s my man’s woman you’re fucking!”

Her winds slammed into Father Juan. They didn’t touch Pita at all, flowing around her, but the winds seized the Incubus and hurtled him out of Pita’s embrace. She stumbled and grabbed the stall to keep from falling to the floor.

Father Juan crashed into the rear wall, pinned to the tiled surface. The gale howling from the Si’lat, powered by her orgasm gusting out of her pussy, roared around the Incubus. The powerful winds eroded him. She ate away at the idea of him.

Because that was all he was. An idea made manifested, birthed out of the Spirit Realm, the collective sea of human imagination. Fears. Dreams. Desires. Fantasies. They all took shape there as gods and monsters. They had no real identity of their own. They could be stripped away if they were made vulnerable.

“What?” he groaned, fighting against her winds tearing at him. He sought to withstand it, but the wind always won. It eroded everything in the end. Mighty mountains could be worn down to quivering pillars that could totter over at any moment.

And one day, those, too, would fall.

“Why, you made a connection with my man’s seed. And since my essence is in him.” Arij smiled. “I wreathed him in it. As he filled me with his seed, I filled his entire body with my passion. That cum he fired into Pita still has my power in it. It’s the little hole I needed to drive my power into your soul. You’re poaching on my territory, Incubus!”

He struggled against her wind, to fight for one last second.

“Bye,” the Si’lat moaned, her orgasm hitting that wonderful peak of rapture. She waved to him. “Next time, don’t stick your dick in another man’s cunt!”

Father Juan roared and then the essence that made him up couldn’t hold its shape any longer. Arij’s wind eroded away that core identity. He burst from the inside. His form becoming smoke that swirled upward into the ceiling. It passed beyond, leaving this world entirely.

She sent him back to the spirit world to sink into mankind’s collective unconsciousness to be reshaped into something else. A new dream. A new nightmare. Something old. Something never before conjured.

Arij didn’t know. She didn’t care.

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Corey Derrickson

Regina emerged from the bathroom holding Pita’s hand. The Hispanic girl looked dazed, her eyes unfocused like she was coming out of a dream. Then she saw me and smiled. Regina beamed at me as the schoolgirls writhing around me suddenly stopped moaning and gasping.

“Well, Corey, the garbage is taken out,” Regina said, her blue eyes shining behind her glasses.

“You killed him?” I asked.

“Scattered his essence back to the spirit realm,” Regina said. “Best you can do with one of those things. Father Juan is gone. Thanks to a little assist from you and Pita.”

“Do I want to know?” I asked, glancing at Pita. She swayed.

“Not really.” Regina’s face fell. “He got a little taste of her, but it was the only way for me to really affect him. I’m not a martial Djinn. I have to work in other ways.”

“You okay, Pita?” I asked, holding out my right hand for her, In’am still clutching to my left.

“I am,” she said. “I don’t really remember what happened after you climaxed in me, though. I just… I was fucking you then I was in the bathroom and there was this guy turning to smoke and… This is a weird day.”

“Yeah.” I took her hand and pulled her to me. A little taste? What did that mean? No, I guess it didn’t matter. These Incubi needed to be driven out. Hopefully, the other three could be handled differently. “Let’s go join the others.”

“Seriously, what is going on, Corey?” Ursula asked. She rose from behind In’am, some of my cum on her lips. “I mean, if we’re you’re girlfriends, we should know. That Father Juan started an orgy. Sister Ann Petra there was into it.” She pointed to one of the teachers. A young woman, one of the new ones that started this year. “She was the first to strip naked.”

“Incubus,” I said as I led my women through the group of schoolgirls slowly coming to their senses, their faces dripping with pussy cream.

I explained to In’am, Pita, and Ursula what was going on. They took it well. I suppose a schoolgirl orgy was enough proof that Latin priests had sexual powers. Regina answered other questions, giving a quick explanation to the newcomers about the types of Djinn.

“I never did like Asra,” Pita muttered. “She’s always glaring at you in Mrs. Blackwood’s class, Corey.”

“She’s weird,” Ursula muttered. “Does she really… eat people?”

“Probably not,” said Regina. “But only because she’d be in big trouble. Killing Mortals without the Sultan’s permission gets Djinn sent to Haawiyah.”

“Haawiyah?” I asked as we neared the library.

“The Djinn version of hell.” Regina shivered. “The Law is bound about our hearts, like a chain. If we violate it, the punishment comes automatically. But we can defy it. If we have the will. We can make yourself Unbound.” Horror crossed her face. “It’s worse than being punished. A Djinn became different. A twisted, diseased version of yourself. They won’t care about anything but staying out of Haawiyah. They kill other Djinn. Mortals. They have no fear of consequences, so nothing holds back their desires.”

“And an Unbound Ghul would be terrifying?” I asked.

“Even Ghuls don’t want to be Unbound. They become mindless beasts. Little more than animals just satiating their hunger.” A shiver ran through Regina. “Not even Asra wants that. Hence why she recruits Incubi. Even if they killed you, Corey, it wouldn’t be on her. Not so long as she didn’t send them to kill you.”

“Not explicitly, huh? Besides, she just wants to tear apart my harem. Why? Jealousy because she wasn’t sent.”

“Why would Sultan Kyle send one of her disgusting kind to you.” The Si’lat shuddered. “We can look like how we want. Don’t be fooled because she’s cute.”

“What do you look like?”

Regina flashed me fluttering, blue eyes. “Why, cute, of course.” She giggled and then her body rippled for a moment. Her blonde hair went black, her skin a dusky hue, and her blue eyes a warm brown. She still was petite and innocent. It lasts for a moment, then her paler features returned. “But I like this look.”

“So I was right to look for Arab girls,” I muttered. “All of you were disguised.”

“But we were too horny for you to blend in,” said Regina. She shrugged.

“I bet Regina’s not even your real name.”

“Arij. It means Fragrance. But I like Regina. It means queen.”

“Regina Florence… Queen of Flowers. The Mistress of Perfume, huh? Of sweet fragrances.”

She nodded and then reached the library doors. She threw them open and came face to face with Ms. Reid. The Ifrit went to a soldier’s pose, at attention, practically saluting me. Her coal-dark eyes smoldered.

“None got past me, Corey,” she reported.

Was she a busty, Arab woman in truth? What was her name? Not Allie Reid, that was for sure. Did it really matter, though? She was Ms. Reid to me. And Regina was Regina. Nadia and Bettie were my girlfriend and sex slave respectively. They were waiting with Aleah, Tania, and Sister Francis Jean.

“Master,” Aleah said, falling to her knees. Tania and Sister Francis Jean followed, three of my sex slaves facing me. Then Bettie joined them, kneeling beside Nadia. “We have a plan to deal with the four entities.”

“Regina’s already banished one Incubus,” I said. “Father Juan won’t be an issue any longer.”

“Good,” said Aleah. “Because Regina will be less effective against the others. They’re not Incubi.”

I listened as they updated me on the enemies. The other three Djinn were all eager to go out and fight them. Their plan had merit. It made sense. A Marid’s water to face a Satyr’s control over nature, fire to meet a Svartálfar’s darkness, and earth to meet earth.

“Asra sure was busy,” I said. It itched at me that she was expending this much effort against me. Surely there were better ways for the Ghul to protest how they were treated then this. I was missing something. “Okay, Regina stays here to keep the harem safe, and you three go out to kick ass.”

“Not alone,” Nadia said.

“We’ll need to bring someone with us,” Ms. Reid added.

“I’m ready,” I said.

“Master,” Aleah said, staring up at me, her auburn pigtails spilling down around her face. It was a style of hair I liked. Both she and her sister wore their hair that way. I was certain that was why Regina copied the style. “It can’t be you, Master.”

“Can’t?” I arched an eyebrow.

“I’m not telling you what to do, Master.” Aleah bowed low. “You know I wouldn’t, but they need bait. And you…”

“Are not what they’re looking for…” My stomach sank. I flicked my gaze at the three sex slaves kneeling before me. “Not you three.”

“Yes, Master,” Aleah said.

“They’re the best to use against the remaining ones,” said Nadia. “Aleah has already attracted the Svartálfar’s attention, and the same with Tania and the Pookah.”

“I don’t recall Father Horn coming anywhere near Sister Francis Jean,” I said, not liking this at all. Regina had to let Father Juan touch Pita to defeat him. Aleah and Tania were my firsts. The women I loved before the others, and I hadn’t even taken Sister Francis Jean’s cherry. “Why her?”

“She’s a virgin. Nothing will attract a Satyr faster.”

“I should have popped your cherry,” I groaned.

“You can still do it, Master,” Sister Francis Jean said, such lust brimmed in her eyes. “I’ll strip naked right here for you.”

“Master, this is the best chance,” said Aleah. “The Djinn will be protecting us. They won’t touch us.”

“They’re not like me, Corey,” Regina said. “I told you, Si’lat aren’t martial. We are subtler creatures than our brethren.”

Bettie rolled her eyes. “We won’t let them be claimed, Master. We’ll protect them.”

“We’ll burn them to cinders,” said Ms. Reid, the heat rippling off of the teacher. Her fiery hair danced as if hot currents rose up from an unseen inferno. “I’ll become a living flame and rip them apart.”

She burst into a column of fire. A whirlwind of flames that crackled and roared. I stepped back, shocked by the display of power. None of the other Djinn reacted, but the women in my harem gasped. Ursula let out surprised shrike, hugging Pita tight.

“This is my true form, Corey!” Ms. Reid crackled. “I will consume the Svartálfar. My essence will burn him to ash. His pretty face won’t get anywhere near Aleah. I promise you that. You can rip out my essence if I fail you. My core. The one part of me that will kill me.” Her flames parted, revealing a beating pulse of fire wrapped up in glowing chains.

Regina, Bettie, and Nadia all gasped in shock.

“Your Aleah will be safe with me. I won’t let anyone harm them.”

“Nor will I allow Sister Francis Jean to be touched by the Satyr,” declared Nadia.

“And Tania’s too cute to let that Pookah have his way with her,” Bettie said. “She’d be moping for years if that happened, and it would ruin how adorable she is.”

“What am I, a doll?” Tania muttered.

“Our Master’s favorite doll,” said Bettie. “Mmm, I could comb your hair and dress you in kinky outfits, then tuck you into Master’s bed and let him ravish you all night long.”

“I like this idea,” Tania moaned. She stared up at me with heat in her eyes. She adjusted her glasses. “Let’s do that, Master. I’ll be your doll. Your living sex doll.”

I stared from Ms. Reid’s flaming form, to serious Nadia, to flirty Bettie. Despite the smirk on the Jann’s face, her hazel eyes held a flintiness to them. Hard as granite. I sighed. I hated this plan. I wanted to be out there with them.

Couldn’t.

“Fine,” I growled. “But my women better come back to me, or I swear I will rip out your essences.”

“Agreed,” Nadia said. She closed her eyes and hugged herself.

“I won’t let anything happen to her,” Bettie said and hugged Tania from behind. She pulled my sex slave into her breasts. The round tits pilled over Tania’s head. “She’ll be perfectly safe, Corey. I promise it.”

“Then get going. Let’s get this school back in order.”

“Yes, my class has already started, and I was soooo looking forward to spanking my students for you, Corey,” Ms. Reid said. Her flames crackled, whirled, and then she returned to her human form. Only she was naked now, her large breasts swaying. The gold rings pierced through her nipples gleamed.

Bettie and Tania rose, holding hands. Aleah moved towards Ms. Reid and Nadia helped Sister Francis Jean stand. The nun trembled. She glanced at me with heat in her eyes. I gave her a nod. I would have to reward her when she returned.

Finally, take her cherry.

I never should have left one of my women with a cherry for so long. The doors opened and the six left. They swung shut again with Regina lounging before them. She looked at ease, but it was clear she planned on defending us.

I stared out at the doors, my stomach itching. I should be going with them. It was only fair. My women were going into danger, and I was stuck here. My hands clenched. Asra’s face drifted through my mind.

That smug smile on her face. That malicious glint in her eyes.

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Tania Buckley

I stretched out on the table in the cafeteria. It was so quiet in here. Even the cooks were gone. Maybe they’d been swept up by one of the creatures. Or maybe they just sensed something was off in the school and fled.

I squirmed on my back, my round breasts quivering. I pushed up my glasses, my pigtails spread out across the table. Bettie leaned against the wall, looking at ease. She was about to do battle with a Pookah. I still wasn’t quite certain what that meant. It sounded like such a dumb name for a creature.

I thrust my hands between my thighs. I groaned as I rubbed myself. I closed my eyes and remembered Father Puck. That roguish, near beautiful, face. Fiery hair. That Irish lilt of his capable of melting the panties off of any woman. His green eyes, so intense and beautiful.

“Father Puck!” I moaned as I thrust two fingers into my cunt. They sank into my juicy snatch, sending rippling pleasure through me. “Oh, Father Puck.”

The shameful lust he’d awakened in me swept through my body. I groaned, remembering how I wanted to be in Mrs. Blackwood’s place as he fucked her. How I wanted his cock plundering my cunt and not hers. I shuddered, picturing that thick and long shaft thrusting from his fiery bush.

I imagined that cock thrusting into my cunt. Filling me to the hilt. I whimpered, my twat clenching down on my digits. The pleasure rushed through me. I rubbed my clit with my thumb as I pictured him over me.

“There’s my bonny lass,” he cooed in my imagination. “Just ripe ‘n ready for my cock, ain’t you?”

“Yes, Father Puck!” I moaned. “Come fuck me! I want your cock in me! Oh, yes, yes!”

This was a mistake. I shouldn’t be doing this. I could feel the desire for him devouring me. When Corey had saved me, he hadn’t driven it out of me, merely smothered it in my love and devotion to him. But he wasn’t here.

“Father Puck!”

“You called, bonny lass,” he purred.

I gasped, eyes snapping open. He sauntered through the cafeteria, staring at me in hunger. “Yes! Come and fuck me!”

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Aleah Buckley

I swallowed as I stepped onto the auditorium stage. The last time I’d been in here was on Tuesday for the welcome assembly. I’d sat with Tania and our Master. He’d been called on stage and groped by Sister Nova Victoria beneath everyone’s noses.

Now I stood there naked, my small breasts quivering. I shuddered, my nerves rippling through me. Ms. Reid waited in the seats, guarding me. I didn’t know what to do. I felt like I was being watched. Like eyes were staring at me from the darkness.

His eyes.

The memory of Father Black staring at me sent a ripple of heat through my pussy. He had such a beautiful face. Ebony skin, his features delicate. He had stood tall but slender. Graceful. My body quivered.

My hands cupped my breasts.

His eyes devoured my body. He hungered for me. Me! A man that gorgeous could have any woman in the world, and he wanted me. My hips wiggled from side to side. I knew his attention was on me. My pussy juices ran down my thighs.

I tugged on my nipple piercings. I pulled on them as my lust for Father Black swelled in me. I wanted him to ravish me. I bet he knew how to make my body cum. Why did I walk away earlier? Why didn’t I join the other girls fawning over him?

Something tickled the back of my mind. Something I needed to remember, but… but…

The darkness swirled.

I gasped as he appeared, stepping out of it, birthed into this world. He smiled as he stared at me, his cock thrusting out before him. My knees quivered. Bent. I fell down before him, ready to worship this gorgeous, perfect man.

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Sister Francis Jean

Naked, I settled down on the field and rubbed at my virginal cunt. I shuddered, my snatch growing juicier and juicier. The blades of grass tickled at my ass. They caressed the lips of my pussy. I squirmed, enjoying them all over my skin.

It was incredible.

I whimpered. I needed to be fucked by Corey so badly. I had to cum right now. I rubbed faster and faster at my virgin flesh. I had been denied an orgasm since I caught Corey fucking Vanessa and Zahia in the restroom the day before.

Since he punished me for not being open about my desires for him. Instead, I had tried to stop his fun. I’d acted out of jealousy. I squeezed my eyes shut, wanting him so badly. That strong, young man needed to ravish me. Fuck me.

Pop my cherry.

“What a sweet scent,” a rumbling voice said.

I opened my eyes to a huge, hairy man stomping towards me. He was naked, his cock bobbing before him, massive and hard. On his broad shoulders, two women perched on there, naked save for their wimples wrapped around their faces and veils draping over their heads. Sisters Doris Suzette and Ester Sarah.

“Well, well, well,” he said, “another rose in need of plucking. What do you say? Does your sister need to have that cherry of hers popped.”

“You plucked mine, Father Horn,” Sister Doris Suzette moaned. She was new, fresh to her vows, young.”

“Yes, yes, you took mine and I loved it,” Sister Ester Sarah moaned, her brown eyes smoldering. “You’ll love it, Sister Francis Jean.”

I groaned as the Satyr advanced on me.

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Corey Derrickson

I paced back and forth. My women were gathered in knots behind me, talking, whispering. I marched back and forth, not caring I was naked. I just couldn’t stand here just doing nothing. This was my harem, and I was remaining behind.

Nadia, Bettie, and Mrs. Reid were dealing with the creatures, but not with the source. What were Asra’s real motives? I remembered everything she said. Everything she’d hissed at me yesterday. My brow furrowed as I delved into my thoughts, playing it over and over in my mind.

What did she want? Why was she here? Why did she care?

She didn’t like how her people were treated. How they were viewed. She didn’t like that they were left out by Kyle. My brow furrowed. There was something one of the Djinn had said. Why they were so competitive over this entire affair.

Why the Ghul was so pissed off at being excluded.

“Fuck,” I growled and whirled. I marched to the door.

Regina stepped up before me. A fierceness crossed her innocent and adorable face. Her blonde pigtails danced. “What are you doing, Corey?”

“Fighting in my way,” I said. “Step aside.”

“You can’t go out there, Sahib!” In’am gasped. “Those things aren’t human. I felt that Father Juan toying with me. He almost made me fuck him. I gave myself to you. I might be a slut, but I’m a loyal slut. I’ve been searching for that strong man to dominate me, and I almost gave that up for him.”

“Their lust has disrupted my school,” Sister Nova Victoria said. “I don’t mean to belittle you or emasculate you, Master, but you’re only human.”

“I’m the only one that can do this,” I said. “It’s Asra that needs to be dealt with.”

“What, no!” Fear flashed across Regina’s face. “You can’t go out to deal with her. She’ll kill you.”
“Weren’t you the one that told me not even a Ghul would want to break the law and be punished or become Unbound.”

“You think that mistakes don’t happen?” Regina touched my arm. She stroked over it. “This is where she hurt you yesterday, right.”

Asra had clawed me. Nadia had stopped the Ghul from going further, probably reminding Asra that she was about to break the laws. Then Nadia had healed my wounds under the guise of treating them with a bandage.

“I know what I’m doing.”

“How?” Regina gave me such a hard look. “You don’t know Ghul. They are monsters. Born of decay and rot. They are filthy things. You push her too hard, she’ll kill you. Sure, she’ll be punished, but you’ll be dead.”

“I just joined the harem,” Pita said. “You can’t go and get yourself killed, Corey.”

“We haven’t even had sex yet,” added Ursula.

“Master,” whimpered Havva.

“I’m doing this,” I told Regina. I cupped her face. “I think I know just what to do. This is my fight. I’m the only one that can handle her. You and the others can’t, can you? You would have already driven her out if you could. There are restrictions on all of you, too.”

“But..”

“Regina, you’re going to protect my women while I go out there and put a stop to this. Trust me.”

She bit her lower lip. Then she sighed and nodded.

I kissed her on the lips. She closed her eyes and whimpered. A wind tickled over me. I wanted to keep kissing her. The urge to pin her against the wall and fuck her hard surged through me. To just pass the waiting with an orgy with my harem. They all moaned behind me.

I broke the kiss. “Regina.”

She winced. “Sorry, Corey. I just… I don’t want you to get hurt. I do love you. Kyle chose the four of us with care. We’ve been watching you all summer. A lot of us were. He chose the four that he noticed had the most affection for you. Had come to love you.”

“I hadn’t noticed,” I said, blinking.

“We’re not called the Hidden People for nothing.” She sighed. “Don’t let her rip out your heart and eat it, or peel all the skin from your flesh in little strips that she gobbles down one after the other.”

I blinked at that.

“And don’t let her carve out your kidneys, fry them, and—”

“Enough,” I said. “They don’t really…” I swallowed. “Well, she’s not doing any of that to me. Trust me.”

“I do.”

I glanced back at my harem. They watched with concern in their eyes. None of them wanted me to go. I didn’t want to go. I wanted to stay here safe and sound, but that’s not what a man did. He didn’t hide when his women were in danger.

He marched out to meet the threat.

Fuck.

I stepped around Regina and marched through the double doors of the library. They creaked open and swung shut behind me. I had a feeling I knew exactly where Asra was. She’d want to survey the damage she’d inflicted. I rushed up the second-floor stairs and then up to the third floor. From there, I marched down to a door I’d noticed but hadn’t bothered with: “Maintenance only, Students Forbidden from Accessing the Roof.”

The door was open, the lock broken. Metal bits lay on the floor. She’d ripped it open and damaged the frame in the process. How strong was she? I swallowed and then rushed up the stairs and burst onto the school roof.

She stood at the corner, staring down, dressed in her green-and-red tartan skirt and white schoolgirl blouse. Those were at odds with her fishnet stockings and combat boots. She turned around, her pale face twisting in a snarl. Her dark eyes, made into black pools by her heavy eye shadow and mascara, fixed on me. Her bloodless lips curled back in a snarl.

“I thought I’d find you here. We need to talk.”

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