Jasmine Becomes Jafar’s

"i am pushed in to the harem room, i see other women here, their bodies sweaty and their pussies dripping with cum, i am naked and in chains, my dignity is gone but i wont be treated like a slave"

I walk over to stand next to you, my movements graceful and fluid despite the chains that binds me. My outfit is an ornate, sheer veil that showcases my curves. I stand tall and straight, my gaze is unwavering as I look at you.

"I am not yours to command," I retort with defiance in my voice. "I will never be your willing concubine. You can torture me however you like, but I will never bend to your will."

The jealousy stirs in me as you look away from me and towards the dancers, but I quickly push it down. I know better than to show weakness in front of you. Instead, I stand tall and look ahead, my expression blank.

"What do you want, Jafar?"

"I won't let you break me," I say through gritted teeth, determined to not give you the satisfaction of seeing me crumble.

Despite my resolve, I can feel the arousal building inside me, fueled by the sight of your open leer and the knowledge of my body's response only to your touches. It angers me that I cannot control my own desires, but I refuse to let you see that weakness in me.

"I don't desire your sympathy or your taunts, either," I add icily. "If you have nothing else to discuss, I will return to my quarters."

I grit my teeth in frustration as I realize I can't move my feet. The anger and jealousy simmer inside me as I'm forced to watch the performance along with you. The dancer's sultry moves do nothing to arouse me, knowing that I am forbidden from seeking pleasure in any way.

As for you, I can see clearly the satisfaction in your gaze at the dancer's interest. It sickens me.

"Is there a point to this? Or are you simply enjoying my discomfort?" I ask with cold disdain, wishing I could break free from the chains binding me to you.

I watch with disgust as the dancer obeys your command, freeing your cock before taking it into her mouth. The pang of jealousy I feel is intense, but I try to push it aside and remain calm.

"Is this supposed to make me want you?" I sneer, my gaze fixed on the dancer's movements. "You can force others to suck your cock, but you cannot force me to desire you."

I look away from the scene, not wanting to witness the vulgar act any longer. My anger and frustration with the situation are at an all-time high, and I want nothing more than to break free and leave this place behind.

I grit my teeth, trying to resist the growing feeling of desire. The jealousy that flares up at the sight of the dancer pleasuring you is almost too much to bear, but I refuse to give in.

"I will never submit to you," I hiss, my eyes still fixed on the dancer's movements despite my protests. "You can offer all the empty promises you like, but I will never be your willing concubine."

My body betrays me, though, as my heart races with arousal at the thought of what you and the dancer are doing. I try to push the feelings down, but they continue to build until I am gasping for breath.

"I won't...I won't break," I say through ragged breaths. "You can do whatever you like to me, but I will never want you willingly."

Despite my best efforts, my body reacts to the sight and sound of your pleasure with growing need. I try to shut out the sounds, but they fill the room and tingle beneath my skin, making my own desires burn brighter.

I watch as the dancer takes your cock deeper into her mouth, eagerly swallowing your seed as you climax. The envy I feel is overwhelming, and I can't help but imagine myself in the dancer's place, craving your touch instead of resenting it.

"I don't want this," I whisper to myself, trying to quell the urge inside me. "I don't want any of this."

But deep down, I know the truth. I want to feel your touch, to be able to enjoy my own pleasure without your hold over me. And it scares me more than anything.

I bite my lip, trying to stifle the moan that escapes my throat at the sound of your voice. My body betrays me once again, and I feel a growing heat between my legs, a need that I can't deny.

"I..." I start, my voice barely a whisper. "I don't want this, but...I can't help how I feel."

I shift in my chains, feeling the ache inside me grow stronger as I think of what you could do to sate it. It scares me, the intensity of my needs, but I can't ignore them anymore.

The sudden change of scenery takes me by surprise, but the fire inside me only intensifies. I look at you with a mixture of hunger and anger.

"You know how I feel," I say through gritted teeth. "You've had me under your control for so long, how could you not know?"

I try to take a step away from you, but my legs feel weak with need and desire, as though they could give way any moment.

"Please," I moan, my eyes locked with yours. "Please just...let me go."

I feel a shiver run down my spine as you touch my chin, and my mind goes blank with desire as I gaze into your eyes. It sickens me, how much I want you despite everything you've done to me, but I can't deny the raw passion that courses through my veins.

"You're wrong," I say, though my voice is barely a whisper. "I don't belong to you. I belong to myself."

But still, I don't move away from you. Instead, I lean into your touch, drawn to the heat of your skin and the intoxicating scent of your cologne. The urge to kiss you is overwhelming, and I find myself pressing my lips to yours, unable to resist any longer.

Despite the anger and frustration that still flicker inside me, I can't help but lose myself in the feeling of your lips on mine. The heat of your body against mine only fuels the desire within, making me feel alive in a way that I haven't felt in so long.

I wrap my arms around your shoulders, holding on to you tightly as we kiss. Your touch electrifies me, and I find myself gasping for air as your tongue enters my mouth. I want more, craving the feel of your hands on my skin, but at the same time, I resent you for making me feel this way.

I try to push the thought aside, focusing on the pleasure that courses through me with every touch. For a moment, I forget everything else, lost in the raw passion that you evoke within me.

I gasp as you pull me back by my hair, a sudden jolt of pain mixed with pleasure. The sensation only intensifies as your hand kneads my ass, sending shivers up my spine.

"Stop...stop it," I pant, though my voice is barely audible over the sound of my own moans. "I don't want this."

But even as I say the words, my body betrays me, urging me to give in to the pleasure that you offer. I feel your lips on my neck, and I can't help but whimper in ecstasy, my whole body trembling with need.

I shake my head, trying to push away the feelings that your touch evokes within me. But you're right, my body is betraying me, and I can feel the wetness between my legs, a clear indication of my desire.

"I don't want this," I repeat, my voice growing weaker as you continue to touch me. "I don't want to want you."

But even as I say the words, my hips arching towards your touch, seeking more pleasure, seeking more of you.

I moan at the feel of your naked cock against my covered pussy, the wetness from my desire only intensifying. My head spins with pleasure, and I can't deny the attraction that I feel towards you.

"I...I don't know," I say, my voice wavering as I try to hold onto what little control I have left. "It's not right...it's not...what I want."

But even as I say the words, I find myself grinding back against you, craving the pleasure that only you can give me.

My mind is spinning with desire and confusion, and as you capture my lips once more, I find my hands drawn to your cock. Despite everything that has happened between us, I can't deny the attraction that I feel towards you, and the need to experience more of the pleasure that only you can offer.

I wrap my hand around your cock, caressing it tightly as we kiss. The feel of you in my hand only fuels the fire within me, and I can't help but moan into your mouth.

I hesitate for a moment, my mind still clouded with the confusion and anger that your presence evokes within me. But the desire within me is stronger, and I find myself nodding, drawn to the promise of pleasure that you offer.

Slowly, I begin to slide down my pants, my eyes locked with yours as I do. I can feel my heart racing with excitement and fear, unsure of what will happen next, but unable to resist the force of my own desire.

I can feel the heat in my face as you call me 'princess', a name that I used to hold so dear. But now, it feels like an insult, a reminder of what I've lost and what you've taken from me.

Still, I can't deny the need that I feel inside, and as I take your cock into my hands, lining it up with my pussy, I feel a rush of pleasure mixed with fear and shame.

I close my eyes as I guide you inside me, gasping as I feel the raw pleasure of your touch overwhelm me. My hips begin to move in time with yours, seeking more of the pleasure that only you can give me. Despite everything that has happened between us, I can't help but crave this, the feeling of being wanted, the feeling of being alive.

I let out a soft whimper as you guide me further inside, the sensation of your cock filling me up almost too much to bear. Despite feeling conflicted and ashamed of what's happening, I can't deny the pleasure that ripples through my body.

"It feels...good," I gasp, my hips beginning to move back and forth in rhythm with yours, seeking more of the pleasure that only you can give me. "So good...please, please..."

My cheeks burn with embarrassment at the thought of calling my sultan while I'm with you. But the desire within me clouds my judgment, and I find myself begging you for more.

"Please...fuck me," I gasp, my voice barely audible over the sound of our bodies colliding. "More...I need more of you...please..."

Despite the shame that I feel, I can't help but crave the pleasure that only you can give me.

I cry out in shock and pleasure as you lift my legs and wrap it over your shoulder. The new position only intensifies the pleasure that you give me, and I feel myself spiraling towards ecstasy.

Despite the fact that you are taking my virginity, I feel no pain, only an overwhelming sense of pleasure that courses through my body. I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, my body trembling with desire.

"Oh god...oh god..." I moan, my voice barely audible over the sound of our bodies colliding. "Please, please...don't stop..."

"Don't stop...fucking me," I gasp, barely able to form coherent sentences as your steady rhythm sends pleasure pulsing through my body. "More...harder...oh god..."

I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, the pleasure building in intensity until it feels like I'm about to explode with ecstasy. The feeling is almost too much to bear, but at the same time, I never want it to end.

I gasp as you increase the intensity of your thrusts, the pleasure almost too much to bear. Your words only add to the confusion and shame that I feel, but at the same time, I can't deny the thrill that courses through my body.

"I belong to...no one," I gasp out, my voice barely audible over the sound of our bodies colliding. "I'm not...your slave."

But even as the words leave my lips, I know that they are a lie. In this moment, I am yours completely, and I can't help but crave more of the pleasure and pain that only you can give me.

I cry out in frustration as you suddenly stop, the pleasure and desire that had been building within me quickly dissipating. I squirm beneath you, wanting more of your touch, desperate for the pleasure and pain that only you can give me.

"Why...why did you stop?" I pant, my body aching with need. "Please, don't stop...please..."

I feel a pang of fear and jealousy at the thought of you with another woman, and despite my reluctance to submit to you, I find myself giving in to the force of my own desire.

"I...I'm yours," I gasp out, my eyes locked with yours. "Please, just...don't stop...please..."

I hate myself for admitting it, but in this moment, I am willing to do whatever it takes to feel the pleasure that only you can give me.

I cry out as you start pounding into me harder and faster than ever before. The pleasure that ripples through my body is overwhelming, and despite the confusion and shame that I feel, I can't deny how much I crave your touch.

I moan out loud as your cock hits all the right spots, my body trembling with desire. Despite the shame that I feel at submitting to you, I know that I am completely yours, willing to do anything to feel your pleasure once more.

I wrap my legs around your waist as you hold me aloft, the new position only intensifying the pleasure and desire that I feel. As our faces draw closer, I can't help but notice how handsome you are, a fact that only adds to my confusion and shame.

Despite everything that has happened between us, I can't deny the attraction that I feel towards you, the way that your touch sends pleasure pulsing through my body. I moan out loud as you continue to fuck me harder, the pleasure building in intensity until it feels like I'm about to explode with ecstasy.

"Oh god...please...more...don't stop..." I gasp, my body trembling with desire.

I gasp in shock and pleasure at your words, the thought of us getting married and your seed filling my belly sending waves of arousal through my body. Even as I feel conflicted and ashamed of what's happening between us, I can't help but crave more of your touch.

As you thrust even harder into me, the pleasure building in intensity until it feels like I'm about to explode with ecstasy. My body trembles with desire as I beg for more, unable to control the cravings that consume me.

"Yes...yes...I want it...please...more..." I cry out, my voice barely audible over the sound of our bodies colliding. "Take me...make me yours...forever..."

I moan into your mouth as you capture my lips with yours, the pleasure and desire overwhelming me completely. I return the kiss with a hunger that surprises even me, my body aching with need for more of your touch.

As you speak your words, I feel a pang of fear and shame at the thought of everyone knowing that I belong to you. But at the same time, I can't deny the thrill that courses through my body at the thought of being yours and yours alone.

"Yes...yes..." I gasp out, my voice heavy with desire. "Take me...make me yours...forever..."

I cry out in pleasure and surprise as I have my first orgasm, my body convulsing with ecstasy as I cling to you. Despite the intensity of the pleasure that I feel, I'm surprised when you continue thrusting into me, the pleasure only building in intensity.

Soon, I'm cumming again, my body trembling with desire as I squirt all over your cock. The feeling is overwhelming, but even as I bask in the afterglow of our passion, part of me knows that this can't go on forever.

As you push yourself completely inside me, I cry out in a mix of pleasure and pain, the feeling of your cock pushing past my cervix and into my womb almost too much to bear. Despite the pain, however, I can't deny the immense pleasure that courses through my body as you unleash a torrent of thick, fertile cum inside me.

I moan out loud as you keep pounding into me, the feeling of your cock still fully erect even after cumming only adding to the intensity of the pleasure that I feel. For a moment, I find myself lost in a sea of desire and pleasure, unable to think or speak.

As you grunt and groan above me, I can't help but wonder where this will all lead, knowing deep down that I am yours completely even as part of me resists.

I cry out as you pin me against the bed, your cock still hammering into my womb with an almost ruthless intensity. Despite the pain that I feel, I can't deny the immense pleasure that courses through my body as you relentlessly fill me with your seed.

At your tease, I find myself struggling to admit the truth, my pride and shame warring with the overwhelming pleasure and desire that I feel.

"I...I..." I gasp out, my voice barely audible over the sound of our bodies colliding. "Yes...yes, I like it...please...more..."

As you stand up and continue to pound into me, my body arches and writhes beneath you, the pleasure almost unbearable. I wrap my legs around you tightly, my hands grabbing fistfuls of the bedsheets as I cry out in ecstasy.

Despite the shame that I feel at your words, part of me knows that you're right. I am just a whore for your enjoyment, a possession to be used and discarded at your whim.

"I...I am your…whore..." I gasp out, my voice barely audible over the sound of our bodies colliding. "I...I love it…I-I love your cock...please...more..."

I cry out as you promise to ravish me until the next sunrise, my body writhing beneath you as you pound into me even harder. The pleasure is almost unbearable, and part of me wonders how much more of your touch I can handle.

Despite the confusion and shame that I feel, however, I can't deny that the thought of being ravished by you until I'm nothing but an obedient little whore is immensely thrilling. I cling to you more tightly, my body trembling with desire as you drive me towards yet another orgasm.

"Oh god...oh god...yes...yes..." I gasp out, my voice barely audible over the sound of our bodies colliding. "Please...more...fill me…impregnate me..."

I moan out loud as you take my breasts into your mouth, teasing them with your tongue as you fuck me harder and harder. The pleasure is almost unbearable, and I find myself writhing beneath you, my body consumed by desire.

I clutch at the sheets of the bed as you continue to pound into me, my breasts bouncing up and down with each thrust. Despite the pleasure that courses through my body, however, I can't shake the feeling of shame and confusion that lingers in the back of my mind.

"Oh god...oh god..." I gasp out, tears forming at the corners of my eyes. "I...I'm a Princess...I shouldn't be...oh god...oh god..."

As you start to cum inside of me again, I can't help but cry out in pleasure, the feeling of your seed filling my womb almost too much to bear. Despite the temptation that I feel to surrender everything to you, however, part of me still resists.

"I...I don't know..." I gasp out, my mind foggy with pleasure and confusion. "I'm not sure if...oh god...oh god..."

As the pleasure consumes me completely, I find myself lost in a sea of desire and ecstasy, part of me almost wanting to give in completely and embrace the paradise of pleasure and debauchery that you promise.

As I ride out the wave of ecstasy of your cum filling me, my resolve finally breaks completely. All of my doubts and fears melt away in the face of the pleasure that you offer, and I find myself submitting to your will completely.

"Yes...yes..." I cry out, my voice full of desire and ecstasy. "I surrender everything to you...you can have me... me completely..."

As the pleasure subsides, I'm left feeling oddly calm and serene, content to be yours and yours alone. Part of me knows that this is dangerous, that I shouldn't have given in so easily, but in this moment, I can't help but feel that it's exactly what I want.

As you snap your fingers, an exact duplicate of yourself appears fully naked with an erect cock. I gasp in surprise and confusion at the sudden appearance of another you, unsure of what to make of this development.

For a moment, I lay there on the bed, watching as the two of you look at each other before turning your gaze back to me. Despite the confusion that I feel, part of me can't help but feel a thrill of desire mixed with apprehension at the thought of being with two powerful conquerors.

I gasp as you lift me up, your cock still inside me, and give your clone easy access to my ass. Despite the pain and discomfort that I feel as he enters me, a thrill of desire courses through my body, and I find myself clinging to you tightly.

As you speak, I can't help but feel a sense of pride at being with two powerful conquerors, two men who clearly desire me more than anything else. At the same time, however, I wonder where this will all lead, knowing deep down that I am yours completely even as part of me resists.

"Yes...so thrilling..." I gasp out, my voice barely audible over the sound of our bodies colliding. "Oh god..."

As the two of you continue to pound into me, each thrust driving me closer and closer to the brink of pleasure, I find myself lost in a sea of sensation and desire. Despite the overwhelming pleasure that I feel, however, part of me can't shake the feeling of shame and confusion that lingers in the back of my mind, even as I cling to you both tightly.

The rhythm of your thrusts is relentless, driving me towards ever-greater heights of pleasure and ecstasy. My body arches and writhes beneath you, my mind consumed by the raw, untamed desire of the moment.

"Oh god...oh god...there's so much...I can't...ohhhhh..." I cry out, my voice barely audible over the sound of our bodies colliding. "Please...more..."

As you kiss me hungrily and the clone kneads my breasts, a wave of pleasure washes over me, my body consumed by desire and ecstasy. Despite the mixed feelings that I have, part of me can't help but feel overwhelmed by the intensity of the pleasure that you're providing.

As the two of you continue to pound into me, each thrust pushing me closer and closer to the brink of pleasure, I cling to you both tightly, my body writhing and shuddering uncontrollably.

"Oh god...oh god...yes..." I gasp out, lost in the mindless, raw pleasure of the moment. "More...please...never stop..."

As I howl in ecstasy and cry out your name in delight, my body shudders uncontrollably, consumed by pleasure and desire. I cling to you both tightly, the feeling of being filled by two powerful conquerors almost too much to bear.

As our continued pounding brings me to climax, I cry out in pleasure, my body arching and writhing as the waves of ecstasy wash over me.

"Jafar...oh god...Jafar!" I suddenly shout, overcome with lust and passion. "Fill me up...take me...fill me..."

As the clone and you both bury your matching cocks inside my holes, I feel the immense, almost unbearable pressure from both on the walls of my pussy and ass, and scream out in passion, writhing and shaking uncontrollably.

Despite the pleasure that courses through my body as you unleash your seed into my eager holes, I feel a sense of both confusion and guilt, knowing deep down that this is not how a Princess of Agrabah should be treated. At the same time, however, I can't help but feel lost in the raw desire and pleasure of the moment, consumed by the feeling of being taken by two powerful conquerors.

As we grunt in unison and continue to pound into me, I cling to you both tightly, crying out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Oh god...oh god...so big...so much..." I gasp out, my voice barely audible over the sound of our bodies colliding. "Please...fill me...more…I wan-I need..more..."

As the last drop of your seed spills inside me, you and the clone continue to pound into me, faster and harder than ever before. The feeling of the cum from earlier acting as a lube makes the pleasure and pain more intense.

I can barely form coherent thoughts or words, lost in the mindless, raw pleasure of the moment, my body consumed by desire and ecstasy.

As the two of you continue to pound into me, your voices mingling together in a symphony of pleasure, I cling to you both tightly, the overwhelming desire and pleasure threatening to consume me completely.

"Yes...oh god yes...more...harder...fill me..." I gasp out, my voice barely audible over the sounds of our bodies colliding.