The Royal Couple's Punishment

"I have just the thing!" purred The Evil Queen as she stood and released Aladdin's dripping cock from her vise-like pussy. Leaning her head back, she began to chant in a mystical voice.

"Jasmine and Aladdin

don't know their place.

We must make shame

come over their face!

To control one

is to control two.

So the harlot I choose

to break and use!

At her mind

and will I tug.

Using the tool

of her own rug!"

At this the magic carpet flew into the room, but somehow its motions were more sinister than Aladdin and Jasmine had ever known. It swooped over to the cowering couple, brushing past both of them before diving at Jasmine with terrible speed. It slammed into her body, knocking her off Maleficent's dildo and wrapping tightly around her.

"Carpet!" Jasmine exclaimed, hoping for mercy. But the carpet merely wrapped itself around her body, tightly binding her arms and legs to her sides. Once it had its whole length coiled around her, it began to slide up and down slowly. The fabric of the rug began to shimmer, and Aladdin started to worry about his panicked wife. "I'll save you, Jasmine!" he called as he started to get to his feet, but a sharp tug on his leash brought him up short and left no doubt that the Evil Queen was not going to let him interfere with her wicked plans.

As the carpet moved and changed, it became thinner and more shiny, hugging itself tightly to all the luscious curves on Jasmine's body. Eventually it separated at her arms and legs, becoming a skin-tight layer of magical material that covered her body from head to toe. Her sassy ponytail stuck through at the back of her head and there were holes at her eyes, nose, ear, and mouth, but the material was like such a clingy spandex that it was hard to see a seam between it and her skin at these junctions.

Jasmine's fear finally turned palpable and she scrambled to get up and scream for help. Or at least she tried to. She found that her muscles could not move against the carpet, and her scream came out as a muffled moan for the magical material would not even let her open her mouth. Fear turned to panic, and Aladdin saw a terrible look come across her eyes.

"Now that your will is not your own, my dear, I think our punishment can begin," stated the Evil Queen with only a hint of hatred in her voice. "I think a suitable way to **** you would be to make you worship your mistress' horns." Upon hearing this, Maleficent grinned wickedly. She removed the straps from her dildo and turned her smirking gaze on the helpless princess. "Yes, that is an EXCELLENT idea!"

Against her will, the carpet made Jasmine stand up and saunter over to the horned bitch. It even **** a wanton smile onto her face as it **** her hands to reach up and sultrily stroke Maleficent's curved horns. Aladdin weakly tried to come to his wife's rescue, but another tug on his leash reminded him of his place and he gave up, resigned to watch his wife's debasement.

Maleficent found a chair to sit on and coaxed the helpless Jasmine to straddle her lap. This way the girl had easier access to stroke the horns, which had begun to come alive. Under the expert ministrations of the controlled Jasmine's handwork, they started to wriggle and move like hard snakes on Maleficent's head.

"I do believe you know what you're doing, little bitch!" proclaimed Maleficent with a sneer. She allowed one of her horns to grow and meander down toward Jasmine's mouth, like a cross between a snake and a prehensile cock. "Now SUCK!" she commanded, and the helpless princess could do nothing but form her lips into an oscene "O" and accept the phallus-like horn. She tried to scream, but again it came out as a moan around the object filling her mouth. Meanwhile, her hand was still stroking the other horn, making it writhe and twitch in obvious pleasure.

The Evil Queen was getting quite turned on by the scene of depravity being played out before her eyes. Using the carpet to put Jasmine into total bondage and then watching her be orally **** by the other witch's own horn had turned her on too much to stand by any longer. She grabbed the discarded strap-on and mounted the impressive rubber cock to her own crotch. She touched the tip and was pleased to discover that the magic spell Maleficent had cast on it was still in effect--she could feel sensations through the strap-on as if it were her body's own cock.

Aladdin was now terrified, imagining what the Evil Queen might have in store for him. He was afraid to speak, but soon enough the evil one's eyes fell on his and with a sneer she told him, "Oh, yes, little prince. Your worst fears are about to come true!" As she said this she held and stroked the huge cock, a terrifying erotic smile on her face.