Helga from Atlantis

Helga, the hot and dominant blonde from Atlantis, stood in the doorway for a moment, her eyes scanning the scene in front of her and her trademark snarl on her face.

"Maleficent, you bitch!" she finally barked. "I was supposed to be here for the corrupting. The whole thing was my idea you nasty, perverted, selfish little BITCH!"

Maleficent's only reply was a smirk. The Evil Queen, though, decided that the adventuress was showing a bit too much attitude to her mistress. "Watch your tongue, pretty one, lest you find it taken away."

Helga turned a glare of pure rage on the Queen. "Oh shut UP! Do you know how much trouble I went to in getting Mickey to set up this party? In making sure the little Arabian royals came? In preparing rooms to your exacting specifications so that they would enhance your wicked magicks? And the only reason I did all of that was so that I could watch and participate in the turning of those two innocent teenagers into depraved, evil, nymphomaniacs. So FUCK you and your warning!"

The Queen was not about to put up with such impudence, but saw Maleficent subtly shaking her head out of the corner of her eye. Knowing that her fellow sorceress must have something exquisite in mind, she held off punishing the impudent girl.

Helga turned her attention back to Aladdin and Jasmine, his rock-hard cock still resting on her bottom lip, her fingers still absently tracing gentle circles around her clit. "Finish him, princess," she sneered, and then I have something else for you to suck on. She tossed a backpack to the ground, pulled it open, and started to remove a series of sex toys and implements.

Aladdin, who was still quite close to orgasm, looked down at Jasmine and instantly remembered his mistress' command to debase her. His eyes narrowed as he grabbed the back of her head and again rammed himself balls-deep into her slutty mouth. Jasmine gagged but stuck three fingers in her sloppy cunt, her eyes rolling back into her head both from lack of oxygen and the ecstasy she felt from being so fully used and abused.

Helga pulled her cargo pants off, revealing an incongruously sexy g-string, which she also removed. She grabbed a wicked-looking strap-on dildo from the backpack and stepped into its harness, securing it firmly to her well-defined hips. She left on her camoflagued, tied-off halter top and let her braided pony-tail swing from side to side as she stroked her massive phallus and waggled her hips. She pretended to masturbate the artificial cock, getting quite turned on by seeing how thoroughly Aladdin was pounding his wife's willing mouth.

Soon enough he did come, viciously thrusting himself over and over all the way into her throat. Jasmine gagged and coughed, cum spilling out of her lips and dripping onto her heaving breasts. She continued to furiously frig herself, one hand ramming three fingers in and out of her cunt and the other flicking and tweaking her clit.

Finally Aladdin pulled free, one last shot of jism spurting out onto Jasmine's forehead, nose, and chin. She gasped for air and slowed her self-pleasuring, apparently recovering from her own massive orgasm.

Helga was about to step over to the couple but stopped when Maleficent unexpectedly put a hand on her shoulder. "Wonderful, ****," she cooed to the fallen prince. "You have pleased me by abusing your pretty little whore so effectively." Aladdin's ink-black eyes beamed with pride, even as he glanced once more derisively at his slut-wife, still on her knees and softly continuing to masturbate.

"Before you start, Helga, I wanted to tell you one thing..."