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The tales of the Arabian Nights	By : Incredibleintruder Category: +S through Z > Sonic Views: 4572 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It was nighttimes in the land of the Arabian nights. In king Shahryār’s palace, everything seemed quiet. There not much to report concerning what happened in the palace. It made three months since Sinbad permanently installed himself in a room of the palace, living with the king. It also made two months since Ali Baba and his wife installed themselves in a room, following the example set by Sinbad himself. The thief problem had apparently been solved, thankfully, by Sinbad himself. The solution was fairly simple: each and every gift made in precious stones, gems, jewels and such were to be given to Sinbad himself, who would then hide them in a safe place without telling a sole soul. That way, the thief could not overhear any conversation between the king and anyone, as Sinbad never even told the king the whereabouts of his treasury, having the complete and total trust of Shahryār. If the king wanted to know the measure of his wealth, he only had to ask Sinbad, who would then give him a report of it all within the hour. Ali’s relationship with his wife was the subject on everyone’s lips these days. Some had reported sight of her going in the king’s harem. Though nobody knew why she did so, most guards and servants had heard that she wanted to learn the many ways of seduction that the harem women could teach her, wanting to surprise her husband. Some had even spoke about how they even saw Ali Baba silently entering the harem, perhaps to spy on his wife training. These kinds of stories were usually found very interesting in the court, told in secret and whispering. Many found it to be adorable, thinking that this was a truly loving couple.
The truths to these situations were sinister: everything was carefully planned by a great thief who infiltrated the palace and the harem. This thief, a bat by the name of Rouge, was an alluring thief who mastered the secret art of hypnosis, having learned techniques on how to control the mind and behaviour of other. Unknown to the whole palace, everyone was under her power to some degree. Those who were the most under were Sinbad, the king, Ali Baba and his wife. Even though the guards, servants, other harem women and men of the court were much under her influence, none of these groups were as much enthralled as these four. Manipulating the events in the palace, nobody noticed her unless she wanted to. Pleased by the content of her last few days, spreading a rumour about Ali’s wife, she wanted to meet her favourite slave, Sinbad. He was the one she most enjoyed hypnotizing over and over, as his reaction to her intense beauty was always refreshing to her. Playing with the mind of a great and handsome hero like him was a treat to itself. Wanting to surprise him before mesmerizing him yet again, she went to his quarters to hide.
When he would enter, she would activate all of the triggers she implemented on his mind, then creatively put him under again before having some fun with him. Being a successful thief, she knew how to hide carefully; making sure no one would see her unless she showed herself voluntarily. As she had planned, Sinbad entered his quarters a mere few minutes after she hid. Ready to speak up and have some fun, a great quantity of smoke appeared in the room. After the smoke cleared up, Rouge carefully looked, not wanting to show herself, and saw a vision of true and magical beauty: the true form of Shahra the genie of the ring. The rumours were that Shahra the genie was really beautiful, but the rumours were way below reality. She had her usual pink hair, sported a lavender bra, showing much cleavage with her D-cup breast. She showed much skin, had an amazing waist, hips to die for. On her belt, an amazing looking oil lamp rested there, which was strange but it was not the most interesting thing to Rouge eyes. What killed it for Rouge however the truly divine looking jewel on her navel. It was made of gold, with the most beautiful sapphire in the middle. It was the most incredible jewel she ever saw in her entire life. Snapping out of her impressed awe, she wondered why she just recently showed up in Sinbad’s room. Curious, she decided to listen and look at the conversation. Even before the actual conversation began, Rouge quickly saw a big change on Sinbad’s face. The mere moment Shahra was visible to his eyes, a wide smile appeared on his face, followed by very fast rings of different colors spiralling madly in his eyes. Rouge, confused about the whole change, wondered: could Shahra have hypnotized Sinbad too? She would have to listen to find out.
Shahra, pleased about the change in Sinbad’s comportment when seeing her, began talking to her slave:”Bow and listen to me Sinbad, your goddess wish to speak with you.” Obeying quickly, Sinbad bowed to the very ground, feeling unworthy of being in the same room as his goddess. Shahra then told him:”It makes quite some time since I have seen you, Sinbad. What is happening that makes you so busy, unable to get out of this palace to come see and pray to me, your goddess?” Sinbad, ashamed about his negligence and his lack of a proper answer, replied:”I do not know, great goddess, there are a great many things I am unable to remember. These last few months, I had a great number and blackout and the irresistible need to stay here.” Shahra, puzzled about this, lifted her hand, casting a spell to enter and read the mind of her faithful servant and believer. After a little moment investigating the mind of Sinbad, she recognized what influenced him: hypnosis. However, there was some weak and minor magical hypnosis added with normal hypnosis added to the mix, which made her mostly magical hypnosis still the stronger pulse in his mind. She was still the more important influence in his mind, which was a relief. Curious about who in this palace had the skill to mesmerize someone despite her own spell putting him under her power, she thought that she would have to search for this person. Before doing this, however, she would reward Sinbad for still being a fervent believer in Shahra, the genie goddess of the Arabian Nights. Fixing her gaze on her loyal slave, she said:”Thank you, Sinbad. I am pleased with your faith in my divinity. This has earned you a reward. Before I give it to you, however, answer my question: do you know where Ali Baba and his wife are?” Sinbad, excited that Shahra deemed himself worthy of a reward, answered immediately:”Yes, beautiful goddess. Both of them reside in this palace with me. Their quarters are three rooms next to mine.” Content with the attitude of Sinbad, Shahra replied:”Good. I will go meet them after I give you your reward. Rise up and face me Sinbad, for I will give you what you earned.” Sinbad, eager, stood up quickly and faced his goddess, his eyes still spiralling madly.
As Rouge heard it all, she found herself in a state of fear and shock. Her many months of hypnosis on Sinbad were no match for whatever Shahra did to him. She had to do something about it, or else she would herself be a victim and thrall of this powerful genie. Thinking about it, an idea came to her mind: she would just have to enslave her before she did it to her. Her lamp was right on her belt, the only thing she needed to do was steal it from her and she would be as good as hers. The idea of having a genie, thinking herself a goddess even, as a personal slave was quite alluring. As her hiding place was also a secret passageway passing though every chamber, she made her way to Ali Baba’s chamber. Arriving there, she saw a something very surprising: Ali’s wife had spirals in her eyes, which reflected in her husband eyes. Ali Baba’s face showed the very same spiral as his wife, which were identical to those found in Sinbad’s eyes. Finding these spirals quite fascinating, Rouge began looking at them. As she began focusing on them, she remembered that it was hypnosis, turning her head around just in time. Waiting a few seconds for her mind to focus back on her task, she heard Ali’s wife saying:” Praise be to Shahra, the great goddess. May her great and beautiful gaze be seen by all.” Ali Baba simply kept fixing his gaze on her eyes, listening to what she said, being in a state of hypnotic bliss. Rouge, remembering what Shahra said, knew that even though her hypnosis was weak when compared to the genie, her commands and triggers were still active in their minds. Not revealing her position yet, she spoke to them:” Both of you return to your state of slavery to the great Rouge immediately. Stopping their activity straight, their eyes switched from a spiralling state to simply being glazed over. Seeing the change in their eyes, Rouge got out of hiding and walked to meet them. Ali, seeing her walk toward them, greeted her the traditional way:” Greeting mistress, what can we humble slaves do for you?” Rouge, thinking about her plan, replied quickly:”Shahra, your goddess, will come here in a mere few minutes. My order for the both of you is simple: I want the both of you to have the complete inability to see me. I am invisible and make no sound when I walk. The only thing you can hear from now on is my voice.” As she said her orders, Rouge vanished completely from Ali’s and her wife eyes. Not seeing and hearing her walk, they stood by, waiting for further commands from the mistress. Confident of her own command and hypnotic skill, she left the room, returning to her hiding place, waiting for the genie to pop up. As they believed Rouge had vanished, Ali’s wife continued her previous activity: hypnotizing her husband. Activating her eye spirals granted by Shahra herself, she looked back at Ali’s eyes, who happily cooperated.
Shahra prepared to reward her loyal and faithful believer, spirals appearing in her eyes. Several rings of colors were spinning madly in a captivating fashion, with Shahra’s gaze locked on Sinbad’s eyes. Looking straight at his goddess eyes, Sinbad began feeling even more bliss and pleasure than usual when he found himself in her divine presence. The spirals in his eyes were gaining much more speed, indicating his trance deepening quickly as he accepted it with joy and greed. Sinbad kept staring, when suddenly, Shahra approached very close to him, then began pleasuring him sexually, dropping his pants and touching his member. This was heavenly; letting this pure goddess reward him this way was very satisfying, making him wish he could always be her slave and believer. In truth, however, Shahra never moved an inch; she used some illusion trick to make him believe she was rewarding him sexually. It seemed to work perfectly, as he began panting heavily, a sign he believed very hard that she was truly there. Letting Sinbad work out his fantasy, she left to find Ali Baba. The spell would still affect Sinbad for about half an hour, she would be back before then. Leaving the room, she approached Ali’s quarters, wanting to find out if he too was affected by this hypnotic stranger. Entering the room, she found both Ali and his wife, following one of her divine command: Ali’s wife hypnotizing her husband to remain in a state of bliss and servitude toward Shahra. It greatly amused Shahra to see Ali Baba in a deep trance, unable to refuse anything to her, unable to think for himself, totally under her power thanks to his very own wife reminding him constantly how much he loved his goddess. As she approached them, the couple stopped their activity and bowed quickly before the goddess, aware she just granted them the gift of her presence. Smiling, Shahra began looking through their minds, looking for another trance lingering in their minds. As she suspected, they both were victim just like Sinbad. Curious about the extent of this hypnotist reach, she chanted a quick spell, then began unleashing her power to look through the mind of everyone in the palace. As she was looking through the mind of everyone, Shahra was oblivious of her environment, thinking herself safe in the care of her slaves.
Observing the whole time, Rouge saw an opportunity when she saw the genie staring blankly at the wall, her limbs being limp, barely standing after she unleashed some kind of weird spell. Sneaking out of her hiding place, she silently approached the back of the genie, ready to steal the gem-covered lamp. Quickly and professionally, she grabbed the lamp, not raising any suspicion on the genie and the slaves face. Not wanting to linger another minute in the presence of the powerful being who could awaken form her spell, she returned quickly to her hiding place. Entering the hiding tunnel, she got through the palace toward her chamber. Unable to know if her private and secret room would be safe from Shahra, Rouge closed the door behind her and took a quick look at the lamp. Something was fishy about this lamp, why would Shahra carry her lamp on her person and why was she able to use her magical powers if she had no master. As Rouge wondered, she came to a sudden realization: Shahra was the genie of the ring, not the lamp. This was probably just a trick she did to confuse people and then surprise them with a spell, putting them under her power. Considering that the genie was probably looking for her and was quite capable of finding her location, this lamp was her only chance. Rubbing it, she prepared for the worst to happen. As she rubbed it a few time, a mist of purple smoke blasted its way out of the tip of the oil lamp, invading the whole room. After a while, the smoke dissipated, revealing a buff purple-skinned genie. Rouge immediately recognized him as Erazor, a genie that supposedly wanted to end the world. Panicking at first, she quickly remembered that she had his lamp, which would make her his mistress. Erazor, quite confused about his sudden release, said:”Shahra, my love, why did you release me from my lamp? Have you perhaps finally found a way to free me permanently?” A quick inspection of his environment and a look at who released him made Erazor come to a shocking conclusion: someone stole his lamp and released him. His mistress looked like a beautiful bat-woman, dressed in a traditional harem outfit. As beautiful as she was, she paled in comparison to his wife, the lovely and alluring Shahra. Talking in an angry tone, he spoke to Rouge:”Greetings, mistress. I am Erazor, the genie of the lamp. For releasing me, you get three wishes.” Rouge, happy about having three wishes, knew exactly what she wanted for, saying:’’I wish I had the power to hypnotize a genie.’’ Erazor, unhappy about her first wish, waved his hands, sending his immense magic inside Rouge, granting her wish. Rouge, feeling powerful, was ready for Shahra to come and meet her. It would be a pleasure to enslave this goddess to her will.
As Shahra searched in the every single mind found in the palace, she finally found the one with minor hypnotic magic. It was located in an area near the gardens, in a small room. Released from her magical trance, Shahra left Ali’s room, her destination being the room of the mysterious hypnotist. As she went there, she noticed, panicking, that Erazor lamp was missing, the hypnotist having probably stolen it while she was searching for him. He probably asked already for his three wishes, which meant he could be extremely powerful or have enslaved her husband to his very own will. Determined to confront the hypnotist directly, she rushed to the room. Arriving there, she passed through the wall and saw her husband with a harem-clad bat woman.
Seeing Shahra arrive in her secret room, Rouge stared at Shahra, a challenging and confident look in her eyes. Now with the power to hypnotize a genie and two more wishes to settle this in case anything bad happened, she knew she could win this and add a powerful genie, perhaps even two to her long list of slave. She opened the conversation, saying:’’What have we here? Shahra, the genie goddess of the Arabian Nights in person, ready to be enslaved by me.’’ Surprised that the hypnotist found out to be a harem girl, Shahra replied:’’So you are the one that enslaved the whole palace as well as three of my most important and most faithful believers. I am impressed that someone such as you even had the talent to make them succumb to your petty charm.’’ In truth, Shahra was not quite confident, as she did not know what kind of abilities this woman had. Erazor, looking directly at Shahra, sent a wink to his wife, indicating a secret code. Seeing this, Shahra knew that somehow, Erazor tricked this woman and that she could win this fight. Rouge, not wanting to linger on the subject, quickly began dancing sensually in front of Shahra, determined to hypnotize her this way, as it was her strongest hypnosis technique when combined with a focused yet sensual look in her eyes. Shahra, seeing this as an invitation to a hypnotic challenge, began dancing as well, sending great amounts of hypnotic magic at her belly as well as her eyes, sending rings of color through them. Both of them danced in front of each other, each pair of eyes focused on the other. Shahra, meeting the gaze of the beautiful harem bat, began weakening slightly; she actually had talent as a hypnotist. However, things were much direr on Rouge side, as her gaze met with Shahra as well, seeing all those ring of color just like those found in the eye of Ali’s wife, only much more beautiful and intense. She quickly found it harder and harder not to focus on the rings, its allure being irresistible. In mere seconds, her eyes began emitting rings of color as well, matching those found in Shahra’s eyes. Stopping her dance, Rouge began smiling and kept looking at the pretty rings of color. Shahra, seeing that Rouge stopped all activities and looked at her eyes, knew she had just won. Pressing the advantage, Shahra approached her gaze much closer, wanting to let this bat gaze upon the glory that was surrender to the goddess will. While she intensified her gaze to completely destroy the mind of her challenger, Shahra knew why she had won so easily. This bat probably never had any experience with being hypnotized in the first place, meaning her will was not that strong, while she had many years of practice at resisting hypnosis with Erazor, making her will much stronger than hers. As the spirals sped up in Rouge eyes and her smile widened, submissiveness quickly became an excellent option in her mind. Truly, this being in front of her giving her this sensation was a goddess. Shahra, wanting to finish this quickly and efficiently, simply released all her hypnotic magic in one big shot through her eyes. This proved to be overkill, as Rouge eyes became totally white, matching the one Sonic showed when Shahra did the same to him. Rouge was now irrevocably and totally under her complete control. Satisfied about the outcome of the situation, Shahra spoke to her:’’Now, slave, tell me your name and tell me how many wish you spent with Erazor, the genie of the lamp.’’ Rouge, servitude filling her entire mind, replied instantly:’’ My name is Rouge, oh great goddess. To answer your question, I only had one wish. To my understanding, I have two left.’’ Shahra, seeing the potential in this situation, said:’’Here are your last two wishes. The first one will be to ask for Erazor to always keep his immense power, no matter what happens to him. The second one shall be for you to take his place inside the lamp.’’ Understanding the command perfectly, Rouge asked both wishes in the exact order. As both were granted, Erazor exited the lamp, keeping his immense magical power, while Rouge was sucked inside the lamp. Erazor, ecstatic about the whole deal, smiled and looked at his beloved, happy about the both of them being free of the whole genie business, yet still keeping their power and immortality. Truly, it was the best of both worlds. Shahra, grabbing Rouge’s lamp, winked seductively at Erazor. Now that both of them were the most powerful person in the whole world and they had immortality, it was truly the time to start a religion based on the great goddess known as Shahra.
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The tales of the Arabian Nights