Tears Of Happiness

Again Jack regained consciousness. Again he looked around to make sure it hadn't all been a dream, and again he found the Genie kneeling before him. She was calm and composed, her long hair neatly brushed and shiny, the only clue of what had just happened being a flush to her cheeks. This bugged Jack just a little. He felt completely spent after the recent activities, and figured that, what with the vigorous fucking he had just given her - her first fucking ever, to boot - she should feel the same. But there she was, apparently no worse for wear.

Jack leaned back on the couch and just stared at her for a few moments. When he looked closely at her face, he noticed what appeared to be the tracks of a tear under one eye. He asked, "Are you crying?"

She smiled self-consciously and bowed her head a bit lower. "Yes master. Just a little. I am sorry."

"Why? I mean why are you crying."

"Because I am happy, master."

"Why, because I 'fucked you senseless'? Did I, in fact, fuck you senseless, by the way?"

"Her smile widened, and her cheeks turned redder. "Yes you did master. We both collapsed on a heap in the floor for a few moments. And yes, that is part of what makes me happy."

"What do you mean? Wait, come here and lay with me. I'm tired of seeing you kneeling there."

Jack turned to lay on the couch propped up on several pillows, then she did as he directed, laying her body spooned on top of his so that his chin rested lightly on the top of her head, her glorious, silken hair cascading down his side and the front of the couch. His cock, soft at the moment (but still in its new, larger state, he noticed) threatened to harden again at the sensuous weight of her body on his, but he ignored it as best he could. Luckily her head was currently blocking his view of her breasts, or his concentration would probably have disintegrated entirely. Once they were comfortable, he asked her to continue.

"As your Genie servant I am your slave, body and spirit. You can do with me absolutely anything you want. You can even destroy me, if that is your wish. It is accepted. You do not have to give me pleasure, or treat me kindly in any way. You have already given me more pleasure than I could ever expect, and even if you never do so again, it is a wonderful gift. That is why I am crying."