My feet were in four inch stiletto shoes, shiny black patent and they werelocked onto my tender feet with a strap and tiny padlock. I couldn't movethe... as they were lashed to the frame with tape.I looked at my painted face, my bright red, glossy lips, the tattooedeyebrows, shaped exquisitely framing my tinted eyelids and artificiallylong permanent lashes. I looked like a tart, the blusher also permanentmaking me look as if I was embarrassed, perhaps I was.My facial and body hair had been. Ill be fine, Uncle Geoff, I reassured him, just tell me what to do and Ill do it. I know youd never hurt me. Okay, baby, Uncle Geoff replied, smiling like an idiot. Okay, first, spit in your hand and rub my cock like youre jerking me off. The spitll lube my cock and make it slip in easier. Then Ill lube up your ass while you do my dick. I did as I was told, rubbing my slimy hand over his solid penis. He put his middle finger in his mouth and, when it was good and wet, gently pushed it in my. Ok we started to kiss passionately as our tongues meet his entering my mouth and mine entering histhen he slowly started to kiss my neck so gently so my mind was at easethen i felt his fangs scratch my neck so I prepared myselfthen i felt his fangs go deep in my skin and the pain took hold i let out a silent scream and slowly faded to blackwhen i awoke the next morning i thought i must have been a dream so i went to the bathroom and peed then i looked in the mirror and i felt my neck then i. "So, then you are a genie!" I blurted out."Uh?... Yeah. So what?" he asked. He shrugged and suddenly bothlooked and sounded a lot more confident."They always grant wishes when released," I said."No, look here, Sam... I can call you Sam, can't I?"I nodded. After all, it was my name, but how...? Well, he was agenie, wasn't he?"Good... Well, you see; we don't do wishes, not since Aladdintricked a poor genie into making gold from a rather large amountof lead. Boy, was Mother Nature pissed." The.