"No please, I don't want to," I whinged, I do hate to hear that tone in my voice but my brother was making demands on me again."Now look sis," he said... forcefully, "I've promised them and you're not going to let me down, do you hear?" Yes," I replied meekly, "but how far do I have to go?" Shit girl, since you've been seeing that boyfriend of your," he smiled, "you're always dropping your knickers to him." I do not," I said hotly, but in truth I do. Not only did he pop my cherry just a short few. It must be an artifact like your weapon." Well, fuck, where'd he go?"Foot steps crashed nearer and Kyle burst into the room, his katana held before him. "Where's mom?" Some guy just took her." Aaliyah!" he cried out.The Genie popped into view in a swirl of dust. "Yes?" she asked, looking around."I wish my mom is back here." I cannot affect her, remember," she said, placing her arm on him. "Not without her permission." Right," Kyle muttered. "Fucking Burke. Then where is she? I wish to. She knew that I wanted to be her sex slave. Sending me her soiled panties was just a start.“Have you been a good boy?” she asked.“Yes,” I whispered.There was silence at the end of the line. I didn’t know if she was still there.“Hello?” I asked, “Are you still there?”“Yes, still I’m here,” she responded, “Tell me what you liked about smelling my panties. Were they exciting to you? Did they make you hard?”“I’m getting hard right now,” I answered, “Just hearing your voice makes me hard.”“Because. "Lift up your dress and show me yourpanties!" She demanded. Like a well trained slave he bunched his dress up around hiswaist so his bright yellow panties were exposed. "You naughtygirl, showing people your panties like that!" She exclaimed. She pointed to a padded kind of footstool thing and told himto lay over it face down. Submissively he did as she ordered andhe remained like that while she tied his legs and arms to thefour legs of the stool. He could tell by how tightly she had tied him.