Uggh, so sick... DJ, can you take me to my lamp? Fine, but promise me that you'll stop getting wasted so much. Fine, but just so you know, my liver is immortal just like me. Yet you're still hungover he he. Whatever DJ. Inside Genie's Lamp
I always forget how nice it is in here. Yeah, Genie has kicked her shoes off. That's so much better, although, it would be even better if a certain someone worshipped my feet, you up to it master? Or should I say slave. Genie. Aww, please, just a little while of role reversal is all I ask. Genie, I dont ever ask you for anything, I'm hardly your master anymore. Please? Oh fine! Yes! She snaps her fingers and you are tied up and on the floor at her feet. Well, get to work slave. She then playfully giggles.
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