As the Sultan led her to the cushions, Jasmine could not help
but smile at the fate that awaited Johniee. The perhaps overly
complicated wish that had been written on the now-burnt paper
and that must have been granted by the rock, that wish was:
"I wish that any person who touches Johniee would be healed of
any wounds and that any severed body parts would regrow, but
that this healing lasts only for as long as that person touches
Johniee."
A strange wish, to be sure, but Jasmine knew its power.
For, as Johniee was being "trained" by the eunuchs in her
future duties, the eunuchs felt the magic's power. While
Johnnie was being forcibly trained in the oral arts, licking
and sucking a eunuch's perpetually limp organ, hating it all
the while and wanting nothing more than to be a man again,
the eunuch's testicles reformed, and his penis grew erect in
her mouth. The eunuchs holding her arms felt something similarly
unusual occurring in their pants. As eunuchs, they had always
had free reign with the sultan's wives, with the understanding
that, as eunuchs, they could not take advantage of their situation.
It did not take them long to realize that they finally had
an opportunity of the sort that been denied them so long.
Finally, they could fuck a beautiful woman, and neither Johnnie
nor the Sultan could say that they had gone beyond the bounds
of their rightful duties.
Johnnie realized that she was in trouble, as one of the eunuchs
began to fondle her pussy in preparation for entering her.
