Shades of her former self had been coming back. She was a predator, a wolf in sheep's clothing among her peers. True, there had been a momentary lapse out of fear and she hated that. Who would have thought that that meek girl Rhaine would have not one but two of the island residents seek her out to inflict revenge on her? Suffice it to say she backed off from Rhaine, lesson learned. Oddly it was Rhaine who had stepped up and sacrificed so much on her behalf, clearly something she would never do herself.

Still, she left Rhaine alone. She only had one monster that would aide her and Tidal had been gone again after returning for a brief stint. Two monsters trumped one or in this case none. But she finally got her nerve back after being corrected by Vera and these other monsters.

Again she began preying on students though not as often spending a lot of time trying to expand on the knowledge she had acquired. Gaining even more power. She could now nullify the evil eye as well as the three incantations she knew before arriving on the island.

Voodoo, or was it Hoodoo she had learned? Whatever, not that she had really listened to her teachers much. Etolie thought herself extraordinary, as such she had twisted her teachings for her own purposes. Voodoo dolls weren't used to inflict harm on others against popular belief but she had found a way to twist her magic into doing what she wanted. Suffice it to say little details didn't bother her so much.

She had her sleep and memory enchantments down and through her dolls she could control others and do all those things that others believed typical Voodoo dolls did. She could use them to inflict harm or more often in her case to cause even greater pleasure. It was what she willed and managed to manipulate in the end. As small as her repertoire of spells was each, save for the one she painstakingly learned on the island, had assisted her greatly in her task.

But now she wanted more. Many of the students were too annoying to deal with and she had little luck with books. She didn't know which ones were bullshit and which ones were actually useful. And that was what got her here. Rather than interact with a bunch of commoners she did follow a few practitioners out her to observe them from a far, to what and learn and possibly gather some insights.

But she had lost them somewhere in the jungles. She knew the campus was nearby but the vegetation was so thick that it could have been twenty feet or two thousand as far as she knew.

Grumbling to herself Etolie hoped she heard something to draw her closer to the girls. Everything was quiet. Too quiet though there was no life on the island other than the students and those things … she shuddered and shook her head absently rubbing at the black ring she wore on her finger. There was no telling when the opportunity to use it would come up and she learned that she didn't have to be the one that charged it which only added to the fact of her predator nature often slipping it on one of her victims before having a bit of fun.

She had thought she heard voices and headed in that direction ...

This island was by far the best hunting ground Arblis had ever found. Practically around every corner there was another girl dealing with the normal struggles of school life, romance, and an uncertain future, while an unlucky few also prayed with all their might not to encounter beings like him. The seething pit of emotional turmoil was like a bountiful orchard, just waiting for him to pluck a perfectly ripe fruit.

His current targets were a surprisingly common feature of the campus: a coven of aspiring sorceresses, intent on using their mild supernatural gifts to protect themselves from the very real supernatural predators walking the grounds of their school.

As classically appropriate, the group of teenage witches had three members. Their leader was a strawberry blonde bombshell named Lacey, who seemed to be in command more for the volume of her voice and imposing height than any actual leadership skills. The young lady could have been on a WNBA team, if she wasn't unknowingly chosen as a sacrifice to the alien rulers of the universe. Her lover was a mousy brunette by the name of Sarah, not even five and a half feet tall, with deep brown eyes and rather unfortunately large ears. Still, her impressively heavy bust and ample bottom more than made up for minor facial imperfections in Arblis' eyes. Neither of the pair had a scholarly bone in their bodies, so after they discovered a touch of latent magical talent they recruited their bookish classmate Emily to help with all of the research involved before any spells could be worked on. Emily wore her raven black hair in a braid half way down her back, bottle glass glasses, and seemed to have a perpetually surprised look on her face. She was the least classically beautiful of the trio, with a few extra pounds around her hips and some lingering traces of acne, but that didn't bother the djinn. He had scouted each of the girls' rooms after deciding to pursue them, and had found Emily's diary and collection of trashy romance novels hidden away under her bed. If her choice in reading was any guide the young book work couldn't wait to be tied down and ravaged to within an inch of sanity, and Arblis was ready to oblige her.

He was first drawn to the group by a feeling of frustrated need pouring from the school library one night after curfew. He found girls in the restricted section, shuffling between the dark stacks, arguing about what section they would keep grimoires and spell books. Intrigued, he'd touched each of their minds, and found that both Lacey and Sarah had experienced run ins with other guests, while Emily had only heard horror stories and intended to use magic to avoid being next. He noted the girl's deep seated curiosity about what such an encounter might be like, but she wasn't ready for prodding just yet.

The Djinn was an old hand at magical theory, having spent centuries roaming the magocracy of Auroram and reading the minds of the witches he conquered, so he had a good idea what sort of knowledge they were hunting for. It only took moments to solidify his essence into the shape of a large tome, with a jet black cover and faintly glowing red sygils. Slipped in behind a shelf of drivel, a slight bump sent Lacey careening into the stack, and practically dropped their new "grimoire" in to the coven's lap. He had made sure to include instructions for a few minor parlor tricks to whet their appetites, but the tome made perfectly clear that any REAL power would come with the aid of a patron or familiar. He made sure to include plenty of impressive looking pentagrams, candles, and chanting to make the "summoning" seem authentic, but all he really wanted was an excuse to get the trio out into the woods, looking to ask favor of him.

Soon enough, he was invisibly following Lacey's bouncing flashlight beam as the coven headed into the woods to begin their journey along the path of the magi. Each girl wore a grey hoodie and dark skirts, as apparently the hooded robes called for in his instructions weren't easily come by on the island and none of the girls had much skill with needle and thread. Arblis rolled his eyes at the amateurism on display but reminded himself that the whole point was to target girls who wouldn't know what a real summoning looked like.

The group finally stopped in a moderate sized clearing at the edge of a pond, and set down their bundles. A full moon shone down from almost directly overhead, providing a surprising amount of light, now that they were out from under the forest canopy. Emily pulled out the book and looked to Lacey for confirmation before flipping it open and reading off the list of materials for Sarah to check against the supplies in their bags. Soon, Lacey was tapping her foot impatiently and the other two girls started to double check their counts. "Yes, yes. We have everything we could get Em. We already checked it all back in the dorms. What do we need to do to summon this genii?"

Emily pushed her glasses back up the bridge of her nose before replying with an exasperated tone. "First of all, its a Djinn, not a genii. Second, translating these symbols was NOT easy, so I'm going to take my time and make sure there weren't any mistakes." She paused, tracing her finger along lines of text, "And third, its a spirit of need and desire, so we need to "prepare the way by opening ourselves to the primal forces of passion". I think that means that you and Sarah should start making out or something while I draw out these diagrams in the dirt."

Sarah blushed so red that it was even visible in the washed out moonlight, and she surely would have blushed even harder if she had realized that they were all being watched.

Being lost in the jungle at night hadn't been high on her priorities. Once more she had little light turning on the flashlight briefly to avoid tripping then shutting it off again to proceed. She checked her footing every once in a while. In retrospect she should have sent Amy out to chase down this coven with a camcorder or something but that air head wasn't too reliable.

Those voices grew louder. There was some bickering and while the words were still unclear to her she had believed that it was the raven haired girl. What's her face. It didn't matter to her, the girls were all of a lesser station than her and the only use for them that she had was seeing the real deal in progress. Getting a look at any books they had was a plus so she would have a better idea of what to look for.

It did occur to her that she could be stumbling in on a summoning gone wrong. Commoners screwed up these sorts of things all the time. There being three of them she felt she was a bit safer. Even if they all ran at least one of them would be snared. Two were an item as far as she could tell not that she envisioned either one sacrificing themselves to save the other, she wouldn't if it were her. So she found that such thoughts eluded her. It still confused her about Rhaine.

But she didn't understand it, nor did she try. That was it for the flashlight, she didn't want to risk it giving her away as she slowly crept forward careful where she stepped.

As she settled in behind one of the trees she noted the presence of a pond that reflected the pale full moon in it's still surface. Illumination here wasn't bad given the openness to the sky which bathed the area in moonlight. Crouching down to hide her presence even more she continued to peek out at the three girls that looked as if they were doing a bad Harry Potter cosplay.

To think that these knuckleheads were going to point her in the right direction. Oh well, it was worth a laugh when they failed. And if by some miracle they did succeed and proved that they were the real deal it was just as good since she could actually learn something.

Spying on what ingredients they had she slipped her notebook out of her satchel putting away the flashlight as she jotted down a few notes on the scene that was unfolding before her least she forget anything.

Eyes studied the scene before her carefully. She noted the imperfections on the others, we all save their ring leader which would be hot in better suited attire. Even with these minor imperfections they were still attractive, such had been the nature of this place and she had assumed it was deliberate.

“We don't need human blood. We're not even trying to conjure a demon. Wait were did you get that blood from? Never mind, I don't want to know. Tell me you got the lamb's blood.”

“Gosh, Em, I said we had it!” The girl with the larger ears snapped, sighed and seemed to get over things returning to something that had been mentioned earlier. “Do you think we really have to make out?”

A nod followed and Etolie didn't think she heard that right only seeing the red head act by grabbing Sarah's chest from behind. “Don't worry you're in good hands. And it isn't as if we haven't done that before. Well, we have an audience of one this time around. Do you see any other way to summon this djinn?”

Etolie could clearly see Ears embarrassment. Djinn? She had only encountered one of them. She absently rubbed at the black ring she was wearing wondering if this summons would actually work, if it would draw the nearest Djinn to it or one from wherever they resided. She supposed she would soon find out.

Arblis hovered off to one side of the clearing as he observed the coven's pathetic approximation of real magic. Apparently Sarah though that Shiitake mushrooms from the kitchens qualified as toadstools, and it seemed their candles were from an aroma therapy set Lacey had brought to the island. Honestly he was expecting them to be at least MARGINALLY resourceful in gathering the supplies. Honestly, he felt insulted that they thought any self respecting entity would respond to this farce. Well he'd be sure to make his displeasure known to them shortly, and by the time he was done they'd be begging for lessons in much more than magic.

Still, something about the situation was making him uneasy. He took a moment to self analyze; yes anticipation, arousal, annoyance, greed, all as he expected. A touch of sympathy and protectiveness towards Emily was a surprise, but he honestly felt annoyed on her behalf for the other pair's incompetence, and she at least seemed to be taking this seriously. But what was that? A hunger for knowledge combined with a need to keep hidden? He wasn't actively reading the girls' emotions, and there was certainly nothing they could teach him, nor did he especially care about hiding when he was already functionally invisible.

Isolating those emotions, he was startled to feel a small piece of his essence being caressed by one of his former conquests only a short distance away in the forest. He swept down behind her, and took a moment to take her emotions firmly in hand before revealing himself. He couldn't let her startle his prey by crying out in surprise to see him after all. She'd only feel a mild sense of calm or peacefulness, but she'd be much less likely to over react.

A small tendril of smoke reached down to stroke her cheek as he whispered in her ear "Well you are certainly a surprise. I wasn't expecting anyone to wander in on me and my prospective playmates tonight. Or did you play a part in putting together their little cliche?" In the darkness, all Etolie would be able to make out was the faintly burning coals of the Djinn's eyes, and perhaps a hint of shifting smoke in the moonlight, but that deep voice was unmistakable. "I have to say, I'm a bit disappointed in your Etolie. The last time we met, you seemed eager to keep my ring full to the brim, but you haven't called for me even once. I might be offended if this island didn't provide so many other diversions." The embers glanced meaningfully over at the young pretenders in the clearing, where Emily was busy laying out candles and her classmates had already rounded first base and looked like they didn't intend to stop at second. He turned his gaze back to his supposed mistress, releasing his emotional suppression and slowly tugging on her arousal. "I suppose it doesn't make much of a difference now. If you'd like to top the ring off, you are more than welcome to join in once the show starts, but I'd appreciate it if you don't startle any of the little does in the clearing." The tendril drew itself along her cheek in a soft caress. "I'll even help you with some of that pent up frustration I can feel you bottling up. You really should learn to relax more. For now, just sit back and enjoy the show while I get them warmed up for you." The tiny flames winked out, and Arblis floated into the clearing to help set the mood.

Even without his help, Sarah had gotten over her embarrassment and had her arms tightly twined around Lacey's neck. The pair were panting already, practically devouring each other with their kisses. Lacey's right hand had slipped under Sarah's sweatshirt and was busy fondling her impressive tits beneath the cloth. Sarah moaned into the kiss, clearly enjoying the attentions and let herself be leaned back against a boulder to the side of the clearing. Arblis could feel both of their needs, could feel how terrified Sarah was of this whole situation and how badly she wanted her lover to kiss her fears away and forget about all this, but Lacey was too self confident or ignorant to feel that level of fear. She was all too happy to keep her lover distracted, but she still had her heart set on learning magic from a whatever appeared from their summoning, and intended to keep her eye on the prize. That was all well and good as far as Arblis was concerned. He didn't want the pair to get so caught up in their make out session that they forgot what they were here for.

He turned his attention from the kissing couple to Emily, and found her much more aroused than he had expected based on her reading preferences. Apparently her fantasies weren't too picky on the gender of the one to take control of her, and would be more than happy to be the one Lacey was pressing up against a boulder. He added a stray thought of his own while she was distracted "I wonder what the Djinn would do to me if I gave half a chance..." then let it drift to the back of her mind. She was done with the diagrams, and just needed to light the candles and just needed to triple check her work against the instructions in the book. She glanced over at the couple going at it, and thought maybe a double check would have to suffice. If she waited to triple check the others would probably be too caught up in their own world to break apart.

She jumped as much as her crouched form had allowed at feeling that caress. So many thoughts and scenarios rushed through her mind in that fraction of a second where her mind connected that incorporeal touch to the low voice that she heard. Her eyes had been wide in surprise, her heart hammered in her chest at that first spike of fear that hit her not only at being discovered but discovered by one of the things she had learned to be on the island.

And it was right there too. No way to run from it at such a close range. Certainly she would have used the trio to her advantage if she could. All of this had been processed in that fraction of a second. She looked back rather than attempt to make a dash calming a bit though her heart still pumped quickly slowly calming down.

“Don't do that!” Her voice stern but low at the same time as if she were speaking to Amy who had chanced upon her rather than him. Then she glanced to the black ring she wore never certain how long it held a charge for. Even batteries bled their charge so as out of habit she kept it charged up whenever she could thinking that it was often topped up.

“I didn't put together these three. I was having some troubles looking up the right materials to broaden my own spellcraft and it seemed that those three,” she hooked her thumb, “had some knowledge and I over heard them making their plans. I didn't realize how bad they were. It's like their a bunch of cosplayers rather than practicing witchcraft or whatever they think passes as it.”

Even with her lack of skill she thought she had more power than these three. She figured that they would end up failing in their endeavor to summon anything. Then on this island one never knew. She had some success once herself. It could have been the nature of this place that made such things easier, she didn't know.

For the most part she had avoided the denizens of the island. Sometimes out of sacrificing other students, sometimes just out of pure luck when someone else was targeted instead. She wasn't always lucky, especially during the time that Evil Eye was in effect. However, she had been distracted from using that ring. She had been given those creatures by Tidal to experiment on, her inner chemist determined to figure out the organisms actually worked the samples she had didn't have long of a shelf life but the wonders they could produce had been outstanding.

The blood of that eel even increased the size of her breasts for a few days. And while the effects hadn't been permanent her breasts were left tender as a side effect. Now she had no desire for larger breasts herself but she had found herself caught up in the chemistry of the eel's blood even picking up a thing or two about biology to assist with her efforts. She wanted to see if the effects could be extend or made permanent.

Of course she had been dependent on the Princess for a supply. Or was she? She had overlooked the ring in getting her materials wrapped up in thinking that she could only use it to increase her own power, or rather that had been what she desired most.

“I wasn't planning on disturbing them ...” she glanced back to the trio. Her gaze lingered there longer than she had intended as she lingered on the couple making out blissfully unaware that they were being watched. She had her satchel of tricks with her, one never knew when an opportunity would present itself and her yellow dildo that she named “Mister Happy” had rarely been far from her.

“Perhaps I'll take you up on your offer. What about runners?” She doubted that the two making out would be much of a problem, too distracted. Not that she doubted him snaring all three if he wanted. He might not have an interest in that. Then again she could easily deal with one runner. Glancing back towards Emily she studied the girl. She would probably be the only one that would get a chance to do so and she had been unsure if she would abandon her friends. Had it been her there was no question she would. The commoners were odd and she never knew there mind.

Either he answered her or not, either way he was departing leaving her to watch the other three. At this rate things might transform into a threesome if they didn't hurry. Lacey had Sarah's blouse unbuttoned, that hoodie discarded, a hand on her bra clad breast, another on her thigh with their tongue's entwined. Not only she but Emily glanced toward the pair and looked confused caught up in clearing her throat and checking over her work. She looked distressed, maybe even felt left out. Etolie couldn't say though that throat clearing came not once but twice each time louder than the last until she had the attention of the other two who pulled away from each other, a bridge of saliva connecting their mouths.

As the faint lights winked out in front of Etolie, she could hear the spirit's voice like the wind. "Why should they run? I'm going to give them exactly what they desire."

Out in the clearing, Lacey and Sarah were looking at Emily a bit glassy eyed, clearly uncertainly how to move forward after putting on such a display for their classmate. Luckily for them, the dumpy bookworm had done her reading, and quickly walked over to grab each woman by a hand and lead her to the point of a triangle laid out on the ground in blood. Sarah tried to grab her clothes, but Emily's voice stopped her. "No time for that, we need to start the ritual while you are both still feeling worked up." She glanced down at her notes briefly, "Besides, you won't need them. We're all supposed to be "sky clad" for this to avoid interfering with the magic leaving our bodies. I'm pretty sure we all need to be naked."

Lacey flashed a mischievous grin at her lover. "You heard her, let me give you a hand with those." In moments, Lacey's hands were all over the brunette's body, caressing every piece of exposed flesh, yet somehow finding time to loosen buttons and undo clasps with every pass. In a whisper meant only for her love, the blond crooned "Just think. After tonight, we won't need to worry about any of the things on this island. It will be our own personal tropical paradise to explore where ever we want, just you and me. Don't you want to explore with me?" By the end, she had a hand hidden beneath Sarah's dark green panties, made darker by the stain of wetness running across them. All the brunette could do in response was nod breathlessly. With one last flick of her partner's pearl, Lacey let the garment drop to the dirt, and began went to her position to undress herself. Arblis took a moment to arrange the discarded undergarment so that it crossed over one of the lines of their binding circle. Not that he had given them anything that would actually work to hold him, but if Etolie decided to study their book afterwards, he wanted her to think that it was their incompetence that let him "break free" not the quality of the spell.

Meanwhile, the plump scholar had already folded her clothes neatly and laid them on a rock behind her. In the moonlight, her acne was all but invisible, and the shadows did very interesting things with her ample curves. She still wasn't quite the knockout that Lacey was, but she had a look of total concentration and determination on her face to make her look surprisingly imposing. She glanced at her two companions, who each nodded in return, and closed her eyes. With a wave of her hand and a shouted word in a language none of the humans knew each of the candles spaced around the bloody ground sprung to life. Emily looked startled that the minor magic had actually worked, glancing sheepishly at her companions, but regained her composure and continued with the instructions she had translated.

Her voice rang out high and clear "Spirit of air, hear my words on the wind, they call to you. Spirit of flame, see these lights, they guide your path. Spirit of hunger, taste this blood, we offer it to sate you. Spirit of desire, inhale our scents. They is the scent of women who yearn for your presence. Spirit of need, feel my body, in craves your touch. Come forth teacher, come forth familiar, come forth servant. WITH YOUR TRUE NAME ON MY LIPS I SUMMON YOU! ARBLIS COME FORTH!!"

Wind rose through the trees, and Arblis was surprised to feel a mild tug towards the circle. That spell was intended to summon a minor imp or nature spirit, not something as powerful as himself. If those three had enough juice for him to feel their summoning through the island's inhibitors and a flawed ritual circle, one of them might actually be worth training. Given her success with the candles, he had a strong suspicion which one. Regardless, that was for later. Now he needed to play his part in this charade. He flew invisibly to the center of the binding circle, hardly even feeling the barrier they intended to keep him contained. Tiny tendrils of smoke shot out and in a single movement smothered the candles, leaving the clearing bathed only in moonlight once more. He ignited his eye lights, leaving the rest of his body as smoke and spoke with a booming voice that seemed to emanate from all around the clearing. "As I have been summoned, so do I come. I am Arblis, Djinn of desire, spirit of need, and ruler of wants. Who are you to demand my presence?"

Running was he default choice in most cases. Etolie wasn't much of a fighter though she had managed to use her small selection of spells to limited effect. They were never as effective on the monsters then her fellow students but she had assumed it was all in the anatomy of the monsters. Her spells had been crafted to effect humans and not spirits, demons and all the other things that she had encountered thus far.

She watched from her position behind that tree cursing to herself when she transcribed that spell not quite catching it all. It actually worked causing the candles to flare to life which had surprised her. Maybe it was Arblis, yeah that had to be it. She wasn't about to give this trio credit for getting anything right.

The three looked surprised to see that their summons actually worked. She couldn't help but grin knowing just how wrong they had been. Her gaze dashing between them, seeing how heated up two of them were. Maybe even all three, she didn't have time to check Emily, to see if she too had been effected watching the show as she herself had been. The candles were dosed casting them all in that shadowy moonlight.

From where she had been she could see both Lacey and Sarah easier with Emily being at her position farthest from her. She had been the only one to have neatly folded her clothes.

It had not been long before Arblis made his presence known to that trio.

“It worked! It actually worked!” She heard Sarah's excitement.

“Well of course it worked,” Emily cut in though she had been surprised herself not that she had doubted their ability to do this but actually seeing the fruits of the labor manifest itself.

Etolie didn't think that they had actual thought that they would be successful. Or maybe they were afraid to speak as no one had at first. Then Lacey took charge of matters more confident than the other two.

“We the coven of three have summoned you familiar. Your Masters until we dismiss you. I am Lacey and this is Sarah and Emily over there. We have called you forth to fulfill our desires.”

That one appeared confident and she had to admit that none of them broke ranks secure in that their little circle would keep them protected. She guessed that they had experience with the monsters on the island, they were surprised it worked but didn't think that this was impossible either.

Just what desires did they have she wondered. Not that it mattered, Etolie could clearly see where this had been going. Still she watched on seeing how this was going to play out, wondering if they would get their desires fulfilled, wondering if they should in the first place. Outside of overhearing them in the library she didn't remember seeing any of them around not that she was the sort to remember that.

Lacey she thought she would remember, maybe even preying on her at some point. The other two she would have overlooked unless they had a privileged station, which, seeing by their poor clothes, they did not. So chances were good that their desires would not effect her.

God, I hope they don't desire status ... Her eyes go wide as she mulls that over but does nothing for now seeing how all this will unfold.

By fire and darkness, what ARROGANCE! This worthless whore, barely more than a set of holes with legs, thought to name herself HIS master? He nearly killed her for the affront, before remembering the rules of the island. No matter, he would break her until she begged for death...well probably not death, but she would certainly be begging before he was done with her. With thoughts of her upcoming comeuppance, Arblis calmed himself and got back into character.

"You may have called me here, but it is too early to speak of masters. First there is the Bargain and then the Binding. "

The arrogant blond looked astonished that her nee familiar would contradict her and blurted out "What bargain? We have you captive, and if you don't want to stay that way, you will do as we tell you!"

With a look of horror, Emily seemed to have realized their mistake, wetting her lips before hoarsely stammering "The book didn't say anything about how to dismiss the creature after we summon it. It just assumes that we will make a pact with it and then order it to leave. I think we need to do this binding or else it will be free to do whatever it wants once we stop maintaining the circle."

The eye lights turned to inspect the curvy witch appraisingly . "It seems that at least one of you understands the situation. I have lived millennia, so the wait for one of you to tire is nothing to me. Unbound, I would be entirely justified in chastising the fools who dared summon me." Somehow the swirling smoke gave the impression of smug satisfaction. "But I don't see any reason we can't come to a more agreeable arrangement."

Sarah had watched the exchange with terror after realizing the trap they had all stepped into. She stammered in fear, clearly already knowing the answer "Wh...what do you want from us?

Lacey ground her teeth and glared at Emily, clearly thinking this was all her fault somehow. She snapped at her lover in frustration, "You heard the summoning, all that stuff about scent of a woman and craving his touch. He wants to fuck us, just like all the other slime on the island, and at this point it looks like he is going to get what he wants one way or another. Well a bargain goes both ways. What do we get for letting you have your way with us? I assume you aren't going to call us your mistresses after you've had your fill." derision and contempt dripped from her words.

"You're right on both counts. I am a Djinn of desire and pleasure, and I feed on the needs and pleasure of mortals. I assure you that you'll enjoy paying my price if you allow yourselves to. As for obeying you, it should be clear by now that that was never going to happen. Even if you have the talent, you don't know nearly enough magic to bind me to your will. That IS why you summoned me after all. I can feel the desire radiating off each of you. You yearn to learn magic so that you can defend yourselves, to never feel powerless again. Well I can teach you how to handle nearly any monster you encounter, but it will take time, and I expect to be fully compensated for each lesson. So here is the bargain I propose. I will teach you all how to deal with the monsters of the island, and even how to get off, although that may take quite a while. In exchange, I will feed on each of your pleasures during each lesson, for a minimum of three sessions. I will come to continue your training whenever you call as long as you remain on the island after that." the Djinn's deep voice turned pensive. "I suppose the last consideration is the forfeit for failing to meet the Bargain. I swear that if I fail to uphold my obligations, I will serve you in all things for a year and a day. I will not allow you to break your end, but if you try, you will each serve me for the same time. That should just about cover everything."

The three women shared looks that ranged from outrage to horror to consideration. Emily was the first to speak, blushing so deeply it showed even in the moonlight. "I haven't done any of...those things, but I don't intend to stop learning magic, and if this is what I need to do, so be it.

Lacey looked furious, but nodded as well. "He is going to do what he likes to us either way. I at least intend to get something iut of this disaster. Besides, he won't be the first teacher who wanted something for extra lessons.

Sarah looked at both of them aghast. "You two CAN'T be serious. I agreed to this madness to AVOID getting fucked by these...these THINGS. Now you are both ready to just bend over and let him take you, just because a puff of smoke threatens us? How could you Lacey? You promised to protect me!" She wore a look of pure hurt and betrayal. "Well I'm not going to whore myself for parlor tricks. You two can stay and let him blow smoke up your asses, or whatever that thing intends, but I'm not staying to find out. With tears in her eyes, she turned from her place in the circle, scooped up her clothes, and dashed blindly into the darkness towards the path leading back to the school, where Etolie hid.

The other two girls let out a grunt as if they had been punched and a look of intense concentration spread over Emily's face. She managed to stammer between her gritted teeth, "The ...circle ...is ...failing, make ...the ...bargain ...HURRY!"

Serves them right. Etolie watched on, disgusted that these commoners believed that they could obtain the status of Master or Mistress in this case. The trio looked panicked and confused as they were admonished by their summons. Such novices not learning to dismiss their summons first just in case it did work.

Granted she didn't dismiss her own when she conjured forth one but that was different. Not that she would have admitted to making that same error chalking it up to panic and just wanting to get the hell out of their when her summoning circle failed to hold. She had just assumed she could blunder through a dismissal but with no time to do so she high tailed it out of there leaving the aftermath to that other student to deal with.

But she didn't care who paid for her messes. Well, only slightly when it came to that odd student Rhaine only because there were things looking out for that girl so she was less likely to get away with anything there. All that flashed through her mind in a few seconds as she watched on.

They were arguing now. Emily and Lacey were on board. Emily even willing to put her virginity on the line. Not bad, she would have too without hesitation in order to get even more power. But Sarah wasn't interested in submitting. She almost chuckled at her comment about smoke being blown up the asses of the other girls though she stifled it and remained hidden even as Sarah stormed off after gathering her things.

She didn't even bother to get dressed though she assumed the girl would stop soon in order to do so, most likely when out of sight of the others. She glanced between the circle and Sarah not wanting to miss the show but not wishing to let Sarah get away too.

She didn't know how well the two could do in maintaining their circle but it didn't look as if things were going well for them as they hurried to make their bargains. Did they need Sarah to finish the deal since she had been their at the start of the summons? Maybe. This type of magic was all new to her.

Her notebook had been returned to her satchel as Etolie decided upon a course of action. She waited allowing Sarah to pass her position then followed keeping her distance so she could only make out the silhouette in the darkness. She would strike out soon when the girl stopped to dress or before they got too far. She wanted to keep in earshot of what was happening.

Then choosing her moment she struck using her powers to induce slumber into the student while she was still nude. Approaching the downed girl she frowned then glanced back over her shoulder.

“I'll have to move you myself.” She rolled her eyes then crouched setting down her satchel. A hand fell to a breast rolling against it and feeling that stiff nipple in her palm. “Or I can have a bit of fun right here.”

She grinned then began laying out several items from her satchel. Moving Sarah closer to a tree with a bit of effort she then used the rope she brought to bind her up to a tree. Next she placed her ring on Sarah's finger so she could charge it up. Finally she made a gag out of the girl's own soaked panties.

A pity she couldn't get her in standing position first. She nearly dropped the sleep spell then thought better of it wrapping the girl's eyes up in a blindfold first. With Mister Happy in hand she woke her with a slap of the dildo to one cheek then the other, not too hard but hard enough to gradually rouse her.

Attempting to disguise her voice making it sound both gravely and male she had only hoped the panic of the situation took from seeing through her bad attempts to disguise her voice.

“What an easy target. Already naked, here of all places. One only thinks that you three sluts want to get raped. While the others are busy we'll have a bit of fun.”



Back at the circle the two students had been panicked. The circle was falling apart and whatever magic bond the Djinn here would erode, at least that had been their belief as they attempted to deal with the shifting situation at hand.

“How do we begin the bargain!?” Neither girl seemed to know just how. Did they brake the circle? Enter it? They glanced at one another not too sure. Lacey in attention to being the leader of this little group was quick to act. Where Emily froze she acted stepping inside the circle and giving up the protection that it provided.

She might not have known what she was doing but she was decisive feeling that their summons could not leave the circle and in order to make this bargain happen she would have to go to it. The was only smoke inside the center of that circle and she could hardly feel it against her skin. Still naked at her recent ordeal with Sarah she questioned matters further.

“What – What do we do now?”

Considerably harder to control that circle now Emily had no idea what was going on. Did she need to enter too? If so could they keep it here while that bargain was forged? She too didn't know. With a final look to Lacey she too decided to come forth though she was far more hesitant to do so, the center of the circle was crowded now as she and Lacey had been practically shoulder to shoulder.

“Alright. Let's begin,” she sheepishly announced.

The pair stepped forward, feeling the smokey spirit swirl around their naked bodies, tasting at their skin. They clearly had no idea how to proceed, but there was nothing to do but take the plunge and hope they could live with the consequences.

Arblis spoke, his voice seeming to come from all sides as they stood in the center of the circle, now trapped themselves as tightly as they intended to hold their familiar. "The first step is to accept the bargain I have laid out, with no room for doubt. A simple "I swear to abide by these terms" will suffice." He waited as they each swore, damning themselves by their own lips. "Excellent. Now, I want you each to focus on your desires, your need for my aid, and breath in deeply. Accept my essence inside you, and let it live close to your heart. You should be able to feel my power within you, and if you have any talent for magic you will be able to draw on it." The two women glanced at each other with anticipatory smiles before breathing deep of the dark smoke, letting it fill their lungs. Immediately, Lacey began coughing violently, falling to hands and knees as her body did its best to reject the choking fog. Her partner handled things much better, holding the djinn's essence deep within her, although it was clearly an effort.

Arblis looked down at the blonde choking on the ground with disgust. He had known that she lacked any real talent for magic, but apparently she could only handle the tiniest fraction of power he was offering. He could still feel a fragment of his essence within her, enough that he could exert control over her emotions anywhere she went, but he doubted she'd ever so much as light a candle, especially not with the island's inhibitors.

"Pathetic. You really thought that you could summon me when your body can't stand to even touch my power. Well the binding is done, one way or another. Now we can move on to your first lesson." The swirling smoke condensed, solidifying into a nude male form nearly seven feet tall, rippling muscles and endowed with a massive member hanging between its legs. The Djinn reached down, gripping Lacey by her strawberry blond hair and lifting her eyes to look into the inferno of his gaze. "You will never learn magic. The only way that you will ever deal with monsters is as their plaything. If you resist they will shatter you, so I will train you to submit. Some day you will graduate and will leave this island for your future as a slave, and you will thank me for the kindness I am showing you by shaping you to your fate."

Emily looked down at her friend with an expression of horror, clapping her hands over her mouth, but Lacey's eyes were pure panic as she listened to her new master. She could see her fate in the fires of Arblis' gaze and knew that every word he spoke was true. She screamed, releasing every ounce of her despair in a single word. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"


In the trees above the trail, birds awoke and took to the air at the sudden wail from the clearing, as Sarah was facing her own predicament. She had stopped to hurriedly begin tugging on her clothes, when suddenly she was overwhelmed by exhaustion. She didn't even have time to lay down, before her eye lids dropped and she collapsed to the forest floor. She awoke groggily to a slap across her cheek, only to find that something was on her face blocking her vision. She tried to move it away, only to discover that her hands were tightly bound to her sides. She struggled to rise, but quickly found that her bonds extended to the tree she was leaning against. Panic rising in her chest, she tried to scream for help, for Lacey to come save her, forgetting that she had just left her lover to the attentions of a monster, only to realize that her jaw ached from being forced open around fabric. Despite the gag, she couldn't help trying to babble, although making any of it out was next to impossible.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god, it found me! It finished with the others and chased me down, and now its going to torture me. Please no, please anybody help."

Wait, that wasn't the voice of the demon. It sounded like a girl doing a bad batman impression. Sarah struggled against her bonds frantically, trying to spit out the wadded panties so she could speak, could tell this idiot about they danger they were both in. They needed to escape, not play whatever stupid games she had planned. If only she could speak to make her understand before it was too late.

Looks like somebody's having fun. She heard Lacey knowing that her plan had backfired on her. She glanced back over her shoulder in the direction that she had come then went to work on Sarah who had fallen victim to her spell.

When she had stirred the girl Etolie couldn't understand what she had been babbling about. She had assumed that it was some form of begging as there were a few sounds that had been repeated. SLAP. Mister Happy hit that other cheek, her hand smoothly rubbing over the curve of her breast and giving it a squeeze.

That nipple was still hard and her thumb rubbed against it. Leaning in she licked over the other mound. She wasn't sure what possessed her, the mumbling was getting to her. Part of her had been curious, another part actually looked forward to some begging so she used Mister Happy to hook the leg hole of the panties and draw them out of Sarah's mouth.

“So much effort to speak. Well speak.” Mister Happy trailed down the girl's body sweeping down between her breasts and going lower down to her navel.

Things in the clearing had taken an unexpected turn. “That -” cough “wasn't” cough “part of the deal.” Bent over on her hands and knees Lacey looked up between coughs trying ineffectually to clear her throat. This is not what she wanted! She didn't want to be a slave of these things, she wanted to fight them, beat them.

Emily had stood there, silent at first. Her head wrapping around what she was hearing and seeing. She had heard the rumors and had actually believed them not wishing to be a victim herself. From a young age she had been brought up believing in the paranormal and things that couldn't be seen.

So when she heard the stories she believed them. Not at first but she heard them often enough where she thought there had to be something behind them. In the long run paying this price was cheaper than the alternative. She didn't cough so much holding it together better than her friend.

“I don't want to be a slave,” she said at last taking a step forward. She was afraid but more afraid of the fate that could be in store for her. She reached out to the large smoky figure before her tentatively expecting her fingers to vanish beneath that torso that she touched. But when they did not she drew in closer looking away to the side as a blush stole over her features not really sure of how to do this things.

Realizing that she had to act quick not knowing how long they had to perform the bargain she set a hand on his member wrapping it up and working along the shaft. “Like this?” Lacey had remained on her knees where she was as she continued to cough upon the smoke.

Arblis dropped the blond's hair and seemed to turn his attention back on Emily. In reality, he was fully aware of the tall girl and was already manipulating her emotions, breaking her resolve. He enhanced her fear and loathing until there was no doubt that she would try to flee from his training and break their bargain. Of course there was nothing she could do to stop him from doing whatever he liked regardless, but he felt that it would be good to provide on object lesson on refusal for Emily to witness.

The Djinn's burning looked down on the plump witch and one hand drifted to her chin to gently raise her gaze to meet his fiery eyes. "You have nothing to worry about my dear. Unlike your friend here, you are worthy of my gifts. I suspect that you will still serve a master, but as an honored lieutenant not a slave....So long as you apply yourself to your lessons." He leaned forward, or perhaps his body simply shrank, until he was at her eye level. "Your first lesson is on the magic of desire." His burning mouth met hers in a passionate kiss, head tilted to one side as he seemed to steal her breath away. The flickering flames of his tongue did not burn her, but they did ignite a fire within her that the young virgin had never known. He could feel her recoil at first, only to begin melting into her first kiss, clumsy but hungry for more. Her full breasts pressed heavily against him as she reached out and took his member in her hand, not releasing the kiss until he pulled back, and then looking winded.

Arblis was pleased that Emily was so compliant without needing any special tricks. One of the trickiest parts of building a harem was finding a proper madam to handle the tedious bits between the sex, and Emily had great potential for the role. He didn't want to need to look over her shoulder all the time, but it seemed she had the right instincts at least.

Just as he suspected, Lacey had taken the first chance she saw to dash for the treeline, completely ignoring her clothes. Just as she made it into the trees, she shouted over her shoulder "Fuck you! If you won't teach me what I want, the deals off."

Arblis looked down at the raven haired girl and sighed. "It appears that we will need to pause your lesson for the moment, although it WILL give you a chance to see what happens to those who break bargains with me." Showing no more effort than if he was lifting a pillow, the Djinn scooped Emily beneath her legs and pulled her close to his chest as he took to the air in pursuit.

Racing through the dark, Lacey had no reason to expect the scene she was about to run into.



On the path, Sarah let out a grunt of pain as the thick dildo slapped against her face. It was immediately followed by a squeak of surprise as the student who held her bound began running her hands along Sarah's tender breasts. Lacey was the only girl she had ever let touch her like that, and feeling the touch of some stranger was horrifying and confusing, even more so because she could feel her body reacting. Why was she doing this? It wasn't like this was a monster, monsters will do monstrous things. This was another student groping her for no reason. Shit...she was going to rape her if Sarah couldn't talk her out of it.

When the gag was removed, she gasped with relief and hurried to plead her case. "I don't know who you are, but you don't know how much danger we are both in. Just down that trail is a DEMON, and from the sound of that scream it has just broken free. We need to get away from here NOW, before it finishes with the other girls back there and comes this way. I guarantee it is going to rape and torture anyone it finds here." Realizing that if her captor was willing to rape her, she would certainly be willing to leave the brunette to that fate, she licked her lips and continued in a rush, lying through her teeth. "I know its Name and a spell that might be able to slow it down. Cut these ropes and we can escape together. Otherwise, it will catch both of us for sure." Sarah shivered as something soft and cool traced its way down between her breasts, lower and lower until it rested just above her cunny. Tears were in her eyes and she was becoming hysterical, but did her best to keep her voice to little more than a whisper. "Please....PLEASE. You have to believe me. I can already hear something coming through the forest. I'll do anything you want, but we need to go NOW!"

Emily was uneasy, scared, and processing everything she heard. Not a slave, those words brought some relief to her as she churned everything over in her mind. She did not know what the future brought but inferring from those words it looked rather bleak but not hopeless.

She had been beside herself with her first kissing belonging to something that wasn't even human. Despite his make up it was neither smoky nor did it burn as her lips were consumed. Her heart beat nervously against her chest only having heard what one's first time had been like from other girls. Most of the time a girl's first time had been with a younger male inexperienced or barely experienced in this sort of thing.

The alternative in being raped wasn't very appealing either though she was still scared at the unknown. Lacey took advantage of the situation rushing away while still naked and yelling out at the Djinn as she went. She certainly wasn't happy at the turn of events. Emily blinked not knowing how to process the fact that not one but two of her good friends left her. Any hope of maintaining the barrier by herself faded though in her case she believed that she no longer needed it.

“What!? Ah!” Scooped up and drawn in close Emily didn't expect herself to be soaring through the air in the direction of the fleeing Lacey. From here she could see the moving shadowy form below but doubt that she would have seen anything had Lacey remained still once she exited the clearing as the trees made it difficult to see anything with the shadows they cast.

Etolie paused for a moment. Well, it was clear that her little deception wasn't working but that didn't bother her. When allowed to speak the girl stammered through the pressing danger in an appeal to convince her that there was a threat present. She grinned, unseen by Sarah. Taking her hand away from that breast and feigning that she was concerned.

“Oh dear … hm, I could just leave you here. If this thing in such a frenzied state it will rape anything in it's past. You said girls so there are at least two, then you, I could be long gone by then. Provide of course it doesn't take it's fill before it gets here.

“That one girl was pretty hot,” and if on cue she heard Lacey shouting. Not too bright, but good looks did open doors for you most of the time. The trick to running away was doing it so the creature didn't want to follow you such as offering up someone else in your place. But hurling insults tended to draw notice. You had to know when to bit your tongue. Emily was there and she could have tried to slip off but she only guaranteed that Arblis would pursue her. She glanced back in that direction knowing that they didn't have much time then she glanced back to Sarah.

“You'd tell me the demon's true name? What if I told you it won't work. What if I told you that that thing isn't a demon. What if I told you that I brought it here? Well, at least you seem to be smarter than your girlfriend, not that it's helped you much.

“Arblis will be along soon. I can hear Lacey,” she gave up trying to disguise here voice. It didn't matter, she had her memory incantations to erase her deeds.

“You see, Sarah, you can't offer me much. Not more than Arblis and I already have a flunkie. Maybe I'll toss in a good word. Probably not. You should have stuck it out. You would have fared better. Lacey will probably be worse off. Lucky for you Arblis might not be interested in you after dealing with your two friends. I wouldn't count on it though, he thrives off of desires.

“I know. Let's get his attention.” She pressed the head of Mister Happy against her sex rolling it in small circles then pushing it in a little rolling that tip against those inner walls. With her other hand she drew her satchel close to her preparing another sleep enchantment as she hard the other girl approaching wondering if Lacey would get here before Arblis cut her off. Once she had her components laid out in front of her that toy pressed in a few more inches then twisted violently in the opposite direction, paused, then pressed in even deeper.

Lacey dashed through the shadowed forest, doing her best to ignore the pain in her bare feet from stepping on sharp rocks and branches and the stinging of her bare skin where branches had whipped against her. She panted as she ran, berating herself for her stupidity "Damn it Lacey, why do you always have to have the last word? You couldn't just slip away while he was busy with that traitor Emily. Noooo. You had to let him know who's boss." She glanced over her shoulder, scanning for the burning eyes of her pursuer without any real hope of spotting the Djinn before it was too late. Suddenly she heard voices coming from ahead of her. After a moment, the blond recognized her lover's moans, and paused on the trail. "FUCK! Why is she still here? She should have had time to be long gone by now. Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! I can't just leave her to that thing without trying to help." Trying to steel her nerve, Lacey crept forward through the foliage, until she could just barely make out the scene in front of her in the moonlight.

"No, please you can't do this!" Sarah begged in a pitiful whisper, once Etolie had made her intentions clear. Her voice raised an octave as the thick dildo pressed against her hidden folds, still slick from Lacey's tender attention what seemed like a lifetime ago. Tears leaked down her cheeks as she realized just how hopeless her situation was. "Why are you doing this? You're a student just like me, we should be on the saaaame...." She tried to continue, but Etolie suddenly shoved her rubber friend into the captive, drawing a shriek of mixed surprise and pleasure. Sarah's arguments and pleas quickly devolved into little more than a string of gibberish mixed interspersed with moans, as the Haitian plunged her dildo deeper into her core with each thrust. The girl was clearly doing her best to keep quiet, but Etolie was clearly experienced in wringing pleasure from her captives, and her skills were taking their toll. Already Sarah's nipples were diamond hard and her already damp slit let out wet slurping sounds as if it was trying to hold its rubber invader inside with each thrust. After all the excitement of the night, the poor girl could barely hold herself back until Etolie's relentless assault. "Oh God! Someone, anyone, make it stop. He'll hear me. He's going to hear me coming!"

Above the path, Arblis held Emily to his chest as he watched Lacey creep towards the other pair. He was surprised to feel the ring on Sarah's finger, especially with her ungagged. He HAD warned Etolie about the dangers involved, but clearly the foolish girl was too caught up in her power trip to worry about silly things like following instructions. Regardless, he had other priorities at the moment. He leaned down and whispered in Emily's ear, "stay quiet until I call for you" then flew down to lower her to the ground a bit off the path but still close enough to observe. He flew back up and swooped down on his quarry, like a descending cloak of darkness, wrapping his entirely form around the helpless blond. Before Lacey could even cry out, black tentacles had writhed out of her mass to catch her arms and legs and pulling them tight spread eagle. Of course the girl screamed, doing her best to break free of his grip with strength born from utter panic, but no human's strength stood a chance against him. He flew forward to Etolie and her playmate, a smug smile on her dark face. "It looks like I'm not the only one to catch a toy to play with. I hope that one has been entertaining so far." Arblis nodded down to where Sarah had gone white as a sheet, clearly paralyzed with fear as her ample chest rose and fell with rapid breathing. "This stupid girl thought that she could make a bargain with me, then break it less than a minute later, just because she misunderstood the agreement. Now she is going to be my willing servant for the next year, as I break her in for her future. Aren't you my dear?" Somehow, even with terror on her face, the girl still managed to show her defiance, spitting in the Djinn's face as he looked into her eyes. Arblis saw it coming and the glob passed harmlessly through a suddenly vaporous face, but his features showed that he was no longer amused.

The obsidian tendrils rotated her gorgeous body so that she faced Etolie, with her perfectly formed ass facing back towards her captor. "It seems that she's going to need some punishment before she accepts her new master. Emily come out here please." The nude young witch timidly walked out onto the path, clearly hesitant to be anywhere near the Djinn when he was displeased. "It seems that you will get your magic lesson after all." He took on a lecturing tone as a jet black whip of smoke formed in his hand. "The first law of magical force: All magical energy comes from life. Your spells will need to redirect and harness that energy. The second law of magical force: The more stress a person is under, the more energy they release. Birth and death are the most powerful sources, but only in bursts. For a consistent supply of power, you will want to harness either pleasure, or pain." With the last word, the lash cracked down along his rebellious servant's back.

Etolie's eyes narrowed on her captive. “We are not on the same side!”

Then her features softened into a sinister smile. Fingers seized and twisted a nipple and at this close range she noticed the tears wet on her cheeks. She twisted the nipple and dildo hard for a moment, paused then eased up after that statement. A girl such as this wasn't even fit to be her lackey.

She didn't think that she was the reason for Lacey coming back seeing that she had snared up Sarah. Not that it would have mattered, Arblis was sure to catch up to her. She was unable to hear her now and glancing back she didn't see anything in the darkness.

Maybe Arblis had caught her. No, she should be hearing something. Perhaps Lacey was hiding somewhere, probably the best move though how often did that work? So she went back to work on Sarah for the time being. It shouldn't take long to top up the ring and she was still experimenting with it. She had lacked the variety of magical techniques opened to other practitioners of the arts so she had little success so far. In addition to keeping the ring charged up she had been trying to unlock those desires of others to little success. The desires of so many others captured in that ring though she was unable to do much with it, even if she was successful in the long run. She supposed she could use these desires to blackmail others or gain insights about their character though on a whole she didn't bother with commoners.

A whoosh of air drew her attention back behind her and she could now see the glowing of those eyes as Lacey was snared up. At least she assumed it was their leader as the shadows made it difficult to see until she was brought a little closer, moonlight streaming down on her though the branches above.

Fighting was useless. Even the attempt to spit in his face was thwarted without any real effort. Emily was called for and emerged from the darkness. So she accepted whatever deal had been made? It was clear that all that ire had been directed at Lacey for breaking that deal and she had been glad that it wasn't her.

“She's amusing. Did you know she offered telling me the name of the demon that they summoned? Not that that would have done any good. I think she was trying to set me up to failure. Weren't you Sarah?” She forcibly pressed her lips to the girl's own.

Lacey struggled in the grasp that kept her firmly in place.

“Why are you helping him! Emily don't listen to him!” Emily came forward. Her mind trying to process everything that was going on as her fingers curled around the whip. It felt as if she had been watching herself rather than acting. Still her eyes flickered around, she was hesitant as was expected. Her own fears played against her and she tried telling herself if Lacey was destined to be a slave and she wasn't she had to make those steps that assured she'd never be in chains.

Was she attempting to rationalize this? Had the other girl done something similar with her friends? She delayed if only for a moment longer.

“I've seen you before. At the library, right?” She glanced to Arblis. “Who's she?”

Etolie didn't understand love. In her own twisted way she could only grasp it as a power struggle. While it might have made sense to torture Lacey by visiting things upon her girlfriend that was a ploy that wouldn't work on Etolie so she dismissed that out of hand.

She looked toward Emily but instead of answering her directly she addressed Arblis. “She has talent?”