Jasmine takes charge

Aladdin didn't know what was said in the exchange between the perverse sorceress and his formerly sweet and innocent wife, but he did sense something wicked when he saw the gleam in Jasmine's eye as she looked at him. Involuntarily he took a step towards the door.

"Stop him, Maleficent!" cried Jasmine, and with a flick of her wrist Aladdin found himself bound in chains. "Hey! Let me out of here right now!" he demanded in his Prince Ali voice. For some reason this time it didn't fill him with confidence.

"I don't think so, PRINCE." The way Jasmine sneered the last word filled Aladdin with more dread than he'd ever felt in his life. As she sashayed over to where he was bound helpless against the wall he knew that he was in big, big trouble.

Jasmine grabbed his cheeks in one hand and forcefully turned his head to look directly into her eyes. "You're my bitch now," she said simply. She released his face by pushing his head against the wall, then she stepped back and into the strap-on. It fit perfectly around her curvy hips, magically molding to her body like it had always been part of her anatomy. "Mistress," she said sweetly over her shoulder, "Could you lower him to his proper position, please?"

With a smirk Maleficent raised her arm horizontally, then lowered her wrist. As she did so, the chains dragged Aladdin to his knees, leaving him feeling more helpless than he could have imagined. "You know what to do, bitch," Jasmine said calmly as she stepped toward him, her fake cock wiggling in front of his face.

"Jasmine, honey, don't do this!" he pleaded, sounding more pathetic than he would have liked. "FUCK YOU, ****!" she replied, smacking his cheek with her dildo. "You will do whatever I command, bitch!" she yelled, bitch-slapping him again on the other cheek. His cheeks burned red with shame and pain. She slapped him again, "I'll **** you until you take me in your mouth like a good little bitch." Aladdin managed to resist her for one more slap and then eagergly slipped the dildo into his mouth, tears running down his face. "Now, SUCK!"

Aladdin did as he was commanded, tears of pain and shame dropping from his eyes. "Stop crying, slut," Jasmine ordered coldly. "This is what you're FOR." With that she laughed the coldest, most evil laugh Aladdin had ever heard, and he knew for certain that he was doomed.

Maleficent, too, noticed the final change in Jasmine's personality. She was doing all of this of her own free will, viciously and heartlessly abusing the one man she loved with all her might only hours before. Yes, her transformation to a servant of evil and degradation was complete, she thought with great satisfaction.

Aladdin coughed and gagged as Jasmine stuffed the whole impressive length of her pseudo-cock into his mouth and down his throat. "Take it ALL, bitch!" she laughed, enjoying his humiliation and discomfort. Aladdin looked up at her with pleading, pathetic eyes but instead of the mercy he hoped for, all he saw was even more satisfaction in her wicked face. She knew that he was completely broken, and it filled her with pleasure. She knew that he was completely helpless, and it filled her with power. She knew that he was completely weak, and it filled her with... ORGASM! as she felt the waves of pleasure unexpectedly wash over her. She thrust her hips so hard she slammed Aladdin's head against the wall, dazing him slightly. "OH GOD YES! TAKE IT MY FUCKING BITCH ****!" cursed Jasmine as she was mindlessly caught in the throes of the most intense orgasm she could imagine.

Behind her, Maleficent had fingered herself to her own come. Watching the complete transformation of the innocent Jasmine into a wanton, depraved bitch-mistress was one of the crowning achievements of her life. What better way to celebrate than with the first of many orgasms, she thought as she leaned her head back and enjoyed the powerful passion...