Prompt Post 2!

Mar 20, 2011 02:21



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Aladdin anonymous May 28 2011, 20:03:41 UTC
Today I was watching the episode of Aladdin TV series where Jasmine forgets who she is and thinks she's the "Scourge of the Desert," and my mind immediately fell into the gutter (really though, how could it not, with that outfit? She even had a whip)

Prompt: Aladdin/Jasmine: Instead of trying to kill him, Scourge!Jasmine decides to humiliate Aladdin by tying him up and forcing herself on him. Bonus points for conflicted Aladdin trying to stop her/talk some sense into her and yet totally enjoying being dominated by Jasmine. More bonus points for somehow incorporating the whip.

(For those who don't already know: the episode is called "Forget Me Lots," and it's on youtube).

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Scourge {1/3} afterandalasia December 13 2011, 22:13:45 UTC
"To the dungeon with them!" Haroud cried ( ... )

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Scourge {2/3} afterandalasia December 13 2011, 22:14:44 UTC
"Well, your body seems to have no objections." She rested the tip of the knife blade against her lips, placing her left hand in the centre of her chest. It rose and fell with her breaths. Her eyes were on Aladdin's gaze as she moved her hand slowly down her body, over her stomach, sliding it down just beneath the waistband of her pants. He was breathing hard behind the handle of the whip, his cheeks growing flushed ( ... )

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Scourge {3/3} afterandalasia December 13 2011, 22:15:32 UTC
In movements of her hips she rode him, feeling his muscles twitch beneath her, pressing the whip handle harder into his neck each time he dared to open his mouth to speak. His eyes were squeezed shut, his hands clenched, and as he came she whispered in his ear: "You will belong to me."

She rose to her feet and walked away sharply, feeling dampness on the inside of her thighs, and looked back over her shoulder to see him sitting still, legs stretched out in front of him, head hanging. Pityingly, she shook her head.

"Fool indeed."

She raised the whip, then bought it snapping down just once across his groin, and was rewarded with a cry of pain. It made her smile.

After all, the name Aladdin rang such a bell. She was sure that she had herad of him... perhaps as some sort of hero of Agrabah.

Hero indeed. She called for the guards to take him away before she slept, quite soundly, ready to awaken as Sultana of Agrabah still.

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OP Here anonymous January 22 2012, 06:16:50 UTC
YAY. I LOVE YOU.

No, really, this is just perfect! Exactly what I was hoping for, and you even managed to incorporate the whip in several ways. YOU ARE AWESOME.

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