When Jasmine sneaks out of the palace and wanders the streets of Agrabah, she ends up in a brothel. Her curiosity gets the better of her and she doesn't mind getting put to work pleasuring men.
Desert Flowers [Jasmine/Others] {1/2}afterandalasiaFebruary 23 2011, 19:02:32 UTC
Took this in a slightly different direction... hope that you don't mind!
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Some of the men were shy, and uncertain, and fumbled with their pants as they removed them. They mumbled about wives that lay still and cold and unwilling to be touched beneath them, and loved it best when she told them how good they were, and finished quickly anyway so it really never seemed to be too hard a work. And it was not hard, either, to bid them a sweet goodbye and touch their cheek with a smile, and some of them came back so often that she came to know their name and all about them, and they would smile when they heard that she was free for them. In all truth, she rather pitied them, when she counted the money after they were gone and thought about what she had spent with all that they had given her
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Desert Flowers [Jasmine/Others] {2/2}afterandalasiaFebruary 23 2011, 19:03:16 UTC
Some, of course, she liked less. For every man who wanted to be told to lick her feet and to cower on the floor before her, there was another who wanted her to grovel, and would accept no other because no other had her beauty. And it would be with mutiny in her heart that she knelt before them, or was pinned down, or was struck and spanked so hard that the madame would have to bath her skin in oils and rub it with gentle creams to prevent bruises from forming on her soft flesh. Only one had she ever truly feared, though, and he had been flung from the brothel by the heavy men that guarded it, his eyes wild and red and threats of murder on his tongue. And the other women had flocked around her and cooed and supported her, and eventually she had overcome the fear and continued
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