X-Post from Rape My Childhood (I'm the OP so....)
anonymous
April 24 2010, 13:56:12 UTC
Aladdin/Jasmine/Royal Guards.
The princess saved her hymen for an honorable Marriage, but had been offering her ass to the strapping guardsmen for a long time. Now Aladdin gets to join her as thier catamite.
Advice pt 3
anonymous
December 21 2010, 02:03:45 UTC
Over the next few weeks, Aladdin passed Farouk at the door every time he went to Jasmine’s chambers, which was every day. While the guard’s manner remained deferential, he never addressed Aladdin as “your highness” again, a practice he had been unable to break the rest of the palace staff of
( ... )
Advice pt 5
anonymous
December 21 2010, 02:05:24 UTC
There had been occasional stolen kisses with street girls. Any interaction with whores had been touched with affection, but not sex- they had enough paying customers to keep them busy. Some of the younger ones had been willing to please him with their hands or mouths, often in exchange for food or a dry place to sleep. At first Aladdin had refused those offers, and he was surprised when the girls walked away. Soon he saw that they didn’t want his charity, and their pride demanded that they repay him with the only coin they had
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Advice pt 9
anonymous
December 21 2010, 02:08:06 UTC
“Because the sultan asked me to be here.”
“He didn’t know that you two were…”
Jasmine shook her head. “Of course not. I’m supposed to be saving myself for marriage.” Her distaste for the idea showed on her face.
“Wait a minute,” Aladdin said. “That’s right. If you’re supposed to be a- a virgin, and you’re not, weren’t you afraid that someone would find out?”
“No,” Jasmine said. “We weren’t. And we can show you why not.”
Aladdin glanced at Farouk. The guard’s face was open, and Aladdin understood that whatever happened here tonight, Farouk’s motives were obvious. He cared deeply for Jasmine. And maybe for Aladdin, too, in a way.
It was Jasmine’s face, though, that decided Aladdin. She looked tense, determined, but at the same time, willing to accept whatever came next. I still love you, and I always will. It had never occurred to him not to believe her, not to trust her. Not really. All he wanted to do was make her happy
( ... )
Advice pt 10
anonymous
December 21 2010, 02:08:45 UTC
“Do it,” she told him.
Aladdin watched with fascination as Farouk prepared her. Jasmine bit her lip and shut her eyes, but she didn’t seem to be in pain. Aladdin was struck with the realization this his discomfort- both from the strangeness of the situation and the throbbing of his cock- was probably greater than hers.
Jasmine gasped softly when Farouk withdrew his fingers. He returned to the jar and began to oil his length. He made quick work of it, for which Aladdin was grateful. The sight of the older man touching himself was doing strange and not entirely unpleasant things to his mind.
Aladdin couldn’t hear what Farouk murmured to Jasmine before entering her- his own heartbeat was too loud in his ears. All he could do was watch as Farouk pushed inside her with maddening slowness. Faster, please Aladdin thought, and then wondered where the thought could have come from
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The princess saved her hymen for an honorable Marriage, but had been offering her ass to the strapping guardsmen for a long time. Now Aladdin gets to join her as thier catamite.
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“Because the sultan asked me to be here.”
“He didn’t know that you two were…”
Jasmine shook her head. “Of course not. I’m supposed to be saving myself for marriage.” Her distaste for the idea showed on her face.
“Wait a minute,” Aladdin said. “That’s right. If you’re supposed to be a- a virgin, and you’re not, weren’t you afraid that someone would find out?”
“No,” Jasmine said. “We weren’t. And we can show you why not.”
Aladdin glanced at Farouk. The guard’s face was open, and Aladdin understood that whatever happened here tonight, Farouk’s motives were obvious. He cared deeply for Jasmine. And maybe for Aladdin, too, in a way.
It was Jasmine’s face, though, that decided Aladdin. She looked tense, determined, but at the same time, willing to accept whatever came next. I still love you, and I always will. It had never occurred to him not to believe her, not to trust her. Not really. All he wanted to do was make her happy ( ... )
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Aladdin watched with fascination as Farouk prepared her. Jasmine bit her lip and shut her eyes, but she didn’t seem to be in pain. Aladdin was struck with the realization this his discomfort- both from the strangeness of the situation and the throbbing of his cock- was probably greater than hers.
Jasmine gasped softly when Farouk withdrew his fingers. He returned to the jar and began to oil his length. He made quick work of it, for which Aladdin was grateful. The sight of the older man touching himself was doing strange and not entirely unpleasant things to his mind.
Aladdin couldn’t hear what Farouk murmured to Jasmine before entering her- his own heartbeat was too loud in his ears. All he could do was watch as Farouk pushed inside her with maddening slowness. Faster, please Aladdin thought, and then wondered where the thought could have come from ( ... )
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