Genie surpressed surprise as the red cold facets of the stone closed in on her. The fiery elemental became the glint in the stone, the fire as the jewelers say. An evil looking man grinned, and laughed staring through a loop at his new prize. She was awfully tiny, but he could swear she was smiling too.
He rubbed the stone and ordered the genie to come forth.
He ordered, "Genie, I Ashmael command you in Marduk's name to make me your former master's heir. Give me everything he had, and make his wife and sons my slaves."
The genie stood with arms crossed smiling and staring. The stone grew hot in his hand, finally in pain he dropped it, and watched in horror as the stone exploded and smoked. Ashmael gasped.
"Now, Ashmael--isn't it? You really should know that specific spectral shades effect each genie differently. For example, my master freed me from a blue bottle, and you imprisoned me in a red ruby. Better put you out of reach of anything blue." She waved her hand, and the man was suddenly naked. His clothing shredded and his jewelry clattering on the floor. She laughed, as he floated suspended in mid-air.
"Now let's see, my late master had syphyllis, gonorhea, herpes and tuberculous before I cured him of them. So, we'll start there!" She reached out and jabbed his exposed privates. Instantly his organ started to itch and burn. Red sores started to open on his skin. He scratched himself and struggled in mid air.
He screamed and pleaded, "Please don't. How about I become your slave instead?"
"Hmmm, my slave? There's a thought, though I had thought I might change you into your true nature, cur," she said uncertainly as she considered her next action.