The Dark Queen | By : DarkLover123 Category: +1 through F > Aladdin (Disney) > Aladdin (Disney) Views: 41225 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Jafar was happy. He had everyone he ever wanted. He was powerful, he was in control, he had the throne, and there were many other reasons. He had never been more pleased with his life. He looked at his throne and there was sitting his precious lamp. Jafar had to continue to look at it every five minutes to make sure that no one had stolen it. He took it everywhere. He knew that his power would be moments from being lost if anyone ever got it.
There was only one thing that Jafar wanted that he could not have: Jasmine. He was slowly becoming more obsessed with the idea, but he knew it would be very hard to obtain. He talked to the genie on this subject and the genie told him that he could wish for her eternal love, but he had to get her to willingly kiss him for that spell to work. He knew that she would never kiss him in a million years. Jafar made the wish, of course, but it had no effect, of course. This meant he was out of wishes, but he did not care. He still kept the genie close though, so that no one had the wishes that could be his downfall.
Oh well, that was enough thinking for now, Jafar decided to deal with his problems with Jasmine by bringing her and her father out. He knew that Iago loved torturing the ex-sultan and Jafar loved to see Jasmine in chains, it had always been a sexual fantasy of his. He ordered them be brought out and enjoyed there company for a while. Iago was having fun making the ex-sultan do tricks for crackers, with a little help from Jafar’s magic of course.
Jafar was bored and decided to move to Jasmine, who had a delicious looking apple in her hand. “It pains me to see you like this Jasmine.” Jafar said, shortly before taking a bite out of the apple. “Someone as beautiful as you should be in the hands of the most powerful man in the world.” Jafar produced a crown out of thin air. “What do you say?”
“The same thing I said the last three times, no no no.”
Jafar had gotten it in his mind that if he could convince Jasmine to kiss him just once due to lust for power he might just get her love, but apparently it would not work.
Jafar took off Jasmine’s chains and started to mope. Jasmine was saying something in his ear but he decided to not listen to her and even threw her across the room to just shut her up. Then Jafar had an idea. A wonderful idea that was still farfetched but might just work to convince Jasmine. At this point the Genie had showed Jasmine that he had powers, but had never shown her his limitations. Jasmine believed the only reason that Ali did not wish for her love was because he was noble and Jafar because he was stupid. Maybe if Jafar made that wish in front of the Princess she would kiss him simply because she believed she was under a spell.
“Oh genie” the genie turned around, “I have decided to take my final wish. I wish for Jasmine to fall desperately in love with me.”
“Umm, but master you already-“
“Don’t talk back to me you big blue lout!”
“Jafar?”
The genie and Jafar turned to look at Jasmine. “I never realized how incredibly handsome you are.” She stood up and placed the crown upon her head while caressing her hand across her torso. I smile spread across her lips.
Jafar knew she did not love him and there was some ulterior motive, but he would go with it on the off chance. “That is better,” He said, smiling at Jasmine, “Now, pussycat, tell me more about myself.” He thought the more ridiculous he sounded the better chances he had. She already did not consider his intellect much to brag about.
“You’re tall”
“Go on”
“And your beard is so… twisted.” Jasmine was straining to find words to compliment him with, but Jafar did not mind, she had just put her arms around Jafar. Something was going on behind him, but he was caught up in the moment. “You stole my heart.”
“And the street rat?”
Jasmine cringed as Jafar got closer, a minor blip in what had been a successful plan. “What street rat?”
All of a sudden there was a sound behind Jafar and he instinctively turned around. He only got half way, however, because Jasmine pulled him in for a long kiss. Jafar was overjoyed. She pulled away and looked at him strangely. Had it worked? All of a sudden he heard triumphant laughing behind him. He turned and there was Aladdin. He had the lamp.
Jasmine stepped away from Jafar. Jafar was livid, he could not believe he fell for this simply, idiotic trap. He just wanted Jasmine’s love so much. Jafar even realized that the genie must of lied to him about the wish. There was no way to get someone else to love you. It was all a ruse.
Jafar watched helplessly as Aladdin opened his mouth. “Genie?”
“Yes Al?”
“I wish-“
“Wait!”
“What is it Jasmine?” Aladdin said, confused.
“Let me do it.”
“Well what is wrong with me just getting it over with.”
“Well if you do it you cannot help the genie with your last wish, besides I have wanted to do this since before you even entered the picture. I had to kiss him!”
Aladdin shrugged and handed the lamp over to Jasmine. Jasmine took it and started to walk to Jafar. “Genie,” she continued to walk, “I wish that,” she was now in front of him, “I wish that Aladdin and my father were in chains.” Jasmine then pulled in Jafar for another kiss, but this one was longer than the first. It had passion. Her tongue was in Jafar’s mouth. Jafar was so shocked that he did not move or think, which was perfect for Jasmine who had pulled his hips into hers and was sensually rubbing his groin against hers. Then she broke the kiss and whispered into his ear, “I believe this is yours,” she handed him the lamp. “Wait for me,” She then ran out of the room.
Jafar fell back into his throne and sat there, the night’s events coursing through his mind. Everyone had become silent, with shock being the only speaker. Jafar looked up and saw the Sultan and Aladdin chained to the floor and both staring at him with fear in their eyes. All of a sudden a sound came from the door Jasmine had left in. There was Jasmine, but something was different.
She was dressed in all black with his crown on her head. She was walking in a different way, a more confident way. The best word Jafar could think to describe the new Jasmine was… evil. Evil in the best and sexiest way possible.
She walked up to Aladdin and chuckled. “Hello little man,” She said as she stood over him. “are you starting to see that I never loved you? I only pretended to love you so that I could get you in this position. I love Jafar. He is a much better man than you. He is tall, dark, handsome, and has more power than you could possibly comprehend.” She then stabbed Aladdin through his left leg with a knife that had been concealed under her dress.. Aladdin screamed. “There now you cannot move your left leg. Think if you could not move any of your limbs.” Jasmine then followed through with this statement by stabbing him in all of his limbs in a crippling fashion.
Jasmine then took of his chains and left Aladdin on the ground, screaming in agony. He could not move. She then slunk over to Jafar. As she did it she took off her pants, leaving only black lingerie and high heels on her amazing body. “Oh Jafar?”
“Yes princess.” Jafar said, finally getting used to the new Jasmine.
“I do not think it is appropriate to call me princess anymore, and I think your new queen needs a new throne. Unless you would just like to share a throne,” she said as an extremely sexy smile formed on her face.
Jafar created a throne out of thin air. “I like it, but I do not want to sit in it right now. I wish to pay homage to my new king.”
Jafar, catching the hint, stood up. Jasmine walked to Jafar, each step her hips rolling as her feet moved one foot in front of the other. Jasmine got close to Jafar, putting one of her hands in the small of his back and one behind his head. “And to think of all of the years I went after lesser mortals.”
Jasmine then pulled Jafar in and kissed him. This was the best kiss so far. Both of their heads lied perpendicular to each other, with both of their tongues dancing him each other’s mouths. Jasmine moved her hand from the small of Jafar’s back to his ass, as she pulled him in and slowly grinded her midsection against his. Jafar took her one of her amazingly shaped legs in his hand and lifted it up to him as he stroked it, their kisses getting ever deeper. With the other hand Jafar magically took his clothes off. Jasmine broke off the kiss and started down Jafar’s body, kissing every inch and eventually reaching his shaft, which was wet with pre cum. Jasmine took it in her mouth and started to lick the cum off of the end. Jafar could barely stand up. Jasmine then engulfed the penis, as if the more she had in her mouth the more she was whole, the more she was her. She then started to pump. She pumped Jafar’s member until it had gotten so big that she could no longer fit it in her mouth. Jafar was reaching his breaking point and then, all of a sudden, exploded in Jasmine’s mouth.
Jasmine then stood up, her mouth still filled, and pulled Jafar down to the ground. While the pull was not enough to really pull Jafar, he caught the hint and fell to the ground. Jasmine then laid on top of him, when their faces were an inch away Jasmine swallowed and closed her eyes. Tears formed. She then, without opening her eyes, kissed Jafar full of the lips. This kiss was the most passionate so far, and Jafar could feel Jasmine’s tears of ecstasy falling onto him. Jasmine then left Jafar and stood up.
“Jafar, this has been the best experience of my life. Being with you makes me feel whole, makes me feel important,” Jasmine said, wholeheartedly. “I do not think there was anything before you. I know that you are the only person in the world I want to give my virginity to.” Jasmine then pulled her bra off, one cup at a time, and pulled her shoes off. Without a moment’s hesitation her panties followed and she was back on top of Jafar.
Jasmine inserted Jafar into her. She started to move but a bit awkwardly at first. Jafar, smiling, then stopped Jasmine. He took her in his hands, one hand on the back and one at the base of the ass, and started to move her himself. He moved her so that their bodies moved together, with so much dark beauty that it would have made even the most chast person cry. Jasmine’s eyes closed and tears once again formed on her eyes. Jafar then took his hand off her back and pulled her face in for another kiss. They sat there on the floor with lips pressed against each other and hips rolling so smoothly and rhythmically it could have been to the beat of a song. Jasmine reached orgasm and the pleasure was so much that she tried to pull away, but Jafar would not let her. He was master of the situation and he kept her in the same position and they continued to grind. Jasmine came three more times before Jafar was even close, thus was the inexperience of a virgin. Jafar started to speed up and Jasmine sat up on him. She started to pump now too, with both of Jafar’s hands on her ass pumping. Jafar came and Jasmine’s head pushed back. Neither one of them had ever felt such pleasure, such heavenly pleasure.
They sat there, with Jasmine in Jafar’s arms, on the ground for a while before Jafar pushed Jasmine off of her and walked to his throne. As he walked to his throne he put his clothes magically back on and sat down. He then wordlessly motioned for Jasmine to join him. Jasmine stood up and walked to her clothes, which was sitting in two piles. She walked and put on her bra and panties, followed shortly by her all black heels. She then walked across the hall, with the sound of her heels hitting the floor the only thing that was breaking the silence. She then put on her dress and picked up her crown. She walked to the throne. Jasmine sat down. Jasmine then put her crown on her head. The New Black Queen crossed her legs and evilly smiled down on the crippled man on the floor, whom she had been in love with just two hours previously. She was Jafar’s now.
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