Jasmine's Redemption

[dnld0118]

Hello new board!

I am very close to finally finishing this story and will post it here over the rest of this week. I hope you all enjoy.

-dnld

Part I

The lady-in-waiting walked quickly down the halls of the palace, the small taps from her slippers touching the marbled echoed against the stone walls and stucco pillars. Though her steps were measured with years of practice, her trepidation grew with each step. Her Majesty would not like the message she carried at all and the lady-in-waiting's heart mourned for the bright, young girl that Her Majesty once was.

Once she reached the large oaken door, she readied herself with a deep breath before sharply rapping her knuckles against the door in her precise rhythm.

"Enter!", called the melodious voice of Her Majesty, the Queen Jasmine.

The lady-in-waiting's heart sank a bit as she heard the tones of happiness and hope that were soon to be dashed once again. She hastily entered and firmly closed the door behind her. Seated at her gilt-edged vanity was the Queen, brushing her long, luminous black hair to its perfect shine. The Queen was clad in her standard royal attire. Long, loose, light blue pants that seemed to flow freely but be form fitting to her shapely legs at the same time and with a waist line that had a small V in which revealed her perfect belly button and naturally drew the eye towards the royal holiest of holies. Above the pants was a slim, feminine, and perfect torso which allowed a proud display of the Queen's light brown skin. And above that was the perfectly cropped, light blue top, held up by shoulder straps which the princess always slid down to her upper arms. The top encased one of the most spectacular set of breasts in the kingdom, but only a select few had ever been allowed to see them.

The Queen sought her lady-in-waiting's eyes from the mirror and expectantly waited for the message from her husband, the Sultan Aladdin. The lady-in-waiting spoke quickly, not wanting to be accused of hiding information from her master.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, His Highness sends his regrets that he will not be able to dine with you this evening because he must attend to matters of state."

Jasmine tried to hide her disappointment but it was no use to hide it from someone so familiar with her. She barely avoided tears as she thought about the journey that brought her to this state. Jasmine and Aladdin had been married for over two years. The first year of their marriage was happiness itself. They were young, care-free and madly in love. They traveled the kingdom and made love whenever they could, both finding joy and curiosity in exploring the other's body. But then, shortly after the celebrations for their second anniversary, Jasmine's father, the Sultan, suddenly passed away, and Aladdin was thrust into power.

Now the weight of the entire kingdom fell on the young man's shoulders. For someone who had learned how to survive by stealing from street vendors and running from palace guards, he was now Sultan of the Kingdom of Agrabah and he needed to acquire a great deal of knowledge in a short amount of time if he was to rule effectively. Accomplishing this task meant he had to spend more and more time away from his beloved wife. In the beginning, Jasmine took pride that Aladdin wanted to be a good ruler for the people. But her pride began to dissolve into frustration as he seemed to spend a suspicious amount of time on "matters of state." Her father had been Sultan for many years, yet he somehow always managed to make time for his only daughter, why couldn't Aladdin make the same commitment?

"And what, exactly, were these matters of state that were so urgent?", the Queen asked in a voice that dripped with acid.

The lady-in-waiting visibly gulped. This was the part of the message that she dreaded relaying the most. "I do not know, My Queen, the Chief Courtesan would not disclose that to me."

Jasmine's eyes narrowed angrily. The Chief Courtesan, of course! That bitch, she bitterly thought to herself. Of the many tasks inherited by Aladdin, the one that vexed Jasmine the most was that he now had to manage the Royal Harem led by the chief courtesan Min, an exotic beauty who was gifted to the previous Sultan by the Chinese Yuan emperor. The woman was rumored to be a distant relative of the emperor. Her royal blood, exotic beauty, and clever wit made her an immediate favorite within the harem. Also a gifted lover, she used her sexual abilities to vault over other senior courtesans to become the head of the harem and senior advisor to the old Sultan as she used her astute observational abilities and brilliant mind to learn and navigate palace politics and provide the Sultan advice on the outside world. In fact, the rumor was that the old man died while in the throes of passion with his favorite mistress. With the Sultan now gone, Min ingratiated herself with the handsome and naive Aladdin, slowly manipulating him and monopolizing his time to the point he barely had time for Jasmine.

The Queen stood up and began to pace her large chamber in dismay. She was losing her husband and there was nothing she could do about it. She wondered if she was to spend the rest of her life like this, just trapped in an elaborate prison just as she was before she met her husband.

The lady-in-waiting took a tentative step forward and decided the Queen needed to hear something else. "The rumors grow stronger, Your Majesty."

The Queen looked up, taking her hands away from her face which were now streaked in tears. "What rumors?", she demanded.

Another step forward. "That the Chief Courtesan schemes to father a child with the Sultan and leave you powerless."

Hearing that broke something within Jasmine. She walked out onto the balcony of her bedroom and looked at the Kingdom where she had lived her whole life and still knew so little about. She looked down from high above and contemplated how easy it would be if she just leaned over a few inches and ended her misery. But at that time, she felt a soft brush of fur stroke against her hand. Her eyes moved toward the source of that wonderful feeling and saw it was her pet tiger, Rajah. The tiger had been with her since she was a baby, a gift given to her by her father after a trip to India. Rajah was her best, most steadfast friend, and one of the last links she had to her beloved father. She vowed to make him proud.

With newfound resolve, Jasmine turned on her heels and marched back into her bedroom. She snapped a series of orders.

"Draw a bath!"

"Have my body perfumed."

"Arrange an interview with the Royal Courtesan immediately!"

The lady-in-waiting's eyes opened wide at the last command, worried about its implications. But she dashed out of the room and relayed the Queen's orders to the other maids before she made her way to the Harem. It didn't take long for her to receive an answer and she hurried back to the Queen's chamber with a different type of trepidation growing inside of her.

She entered the Queen's chamber, happy to see that her instructions were carried out efficiently and correctly. The Queen lazed luxuriously inside the bubble bath while she was expertly bathed by two serving girls.

The Queen's eyes opened when she heard the lady-in-waiting enter and waited for the response from the Harem.

"The Chief Courtesan has agreed to meet you tonight in two hours but humbly requests the Queen's presence in the Harem itself due to other matters that require her immediate attention."

Jasmine didn't hesitate, "Tell her my answer is yes." The lady-in-waiting hurried out of the door again to relay the message.

Two hours later, Jasmine's bath was complete and her naked body perfumed with heavenly scents. She wore her standard attire and walked with purpose, her lady-in-waiting two steps behind, to the front door of the Harem which was usually manned by one of the Palace Guards. Tonight, there was no one. Interesting. Her lady-in-waiting knocked on the door and it was immediately opened by her counterpart within the Harem. A beautiful courtesan with jet-black hair and clothes that were so translucent there was almost no point in wearing them.

Jasmine's face grew red at the bold display of nakedness and it dawned on her that she had never entered the Harem before. Her confidence shrank a bit as she realized she was about to walk into a world in which she had no experience.

The courtesan stepped back from the door to allow the Queen to enter but raised her hand when the lady-in-waiting tried to follow. "Forgive me", she said in an apologetic tone, "Only the Queen is invited into this sanctum."

The lady-in-waiting stopped without hesitation. The rules of who was and was not allowed into this sanctum were sacrosanct and no violations were permitted. The Queen followed the courtesan and almost jumped at the heavy sound of the door slamming shut. She looked around with wide eyes as if she entered into an alien world.

The room was massive and covered in red stone. Sunlight streamed in from high above and strategically placed reflective surfaces provided further light. The richly carpeted floors absorbed the sounds of their footfalls and added to the feeling that they were not in the Palace anymore. There were a multitude of chambers, all of them covered by massive intricately latticed stone works which only provided a glimpse of the activities occurring within. Jasmine couldn't be sure, but she wondered if she saw naked bodies writhing together inside of those chambers.

She kept walking further in until they were past the chambers and walked into a cavernous room. In front of Jasmine was a long, narrow rug that led directly to a slightly raised dais on which was an overstuffed divan. On that divan sat the exotic beauty herself, the head of the Royal Harem, the Chief Courtesan, Min.

Jasmine almost gasped. The only people she ever saw were those who attended on her, and her own image in a mirror. She knew that she herself was considered beautiful, but until this day, she had never seen a vision that equaled her own looks. Min was perfect. Her pale skin was wonderfully tanned by the Arabian sun. Her jet-black hair flowed straight and framed a gorgeous face which held almond shaped eyes, an aristocratic nose, and a red, sensuous mouth. Her body was clothed in a series of bright, sheer linens that were strategically placed to both hide and display her spectacular body.

The Queen was surprised to feel her breath shorten and her body react strangely in the presence of this exotic creature. Strange thoughts began to fill her head and for the first time in her life, she wondered what another woman would look like naked.

The Chief Courtesan haughtily sat on the divan and inwardly smiled as she could clearly read the thoughts running through the Queen's head. Her inscrutable eyes examined the Queen's body for the first time and she had to admit that Jasmine's form was almost equal to her own. Her own desire to conquer the Queen's body grew within her. A plan hatched in her head about how to proceed.

"You honor us with your presence, Majesty. Please, tell me how I can be of service."

Jasmine took a deep breath and willed herself to speak. "I humbly come to you, as one woman to another, and request that you allow my husband and I some time to ourselves. The duties of the kingdom are great, as are your own, and I can help alleviate those stresses for both of you."

Min leaned back a bit and pretended to process the Queen's words before she replied, "I am a mere servant to His Majesty, My Queen, and have no control of how he spends his time. If you think he is spending too much time in the Royal Harem, it is likely only because that is what he wishes. It is no surprise that he feels we can offer services that you cannot."

The Queen's eyes flashed at the implied insult and her tone conveyed her anger, "What do you mean services that I cannot? And enough of this 'we', I know that it's you that's behind all of this, whore."

Min stood up, walked down the steps, down the carpet until she was less than a foot away from Jasmine. From up close, the two women could smell each other's perfume, they could feel the other's body heat, and sense a strange, erotic connection between them. "I may be a whore, but it's not my fault that your husband can't get enough of how I fuck. Maybe if you were better in bed, he wouldn't be spending so much time here."

Jasmine took one step forward, the two of them now dangerously close to each other. A crowd of gorgeous women, in various states of undress, had now formed as word spread throughout the Harem of the blooming confrontation between Chief Courtesan and Queen.

"That's not true, slut. You're trying to steal him because without him, you're worried you'll be in a back alley somewhere."

Min smiled as her trap was finally set, now to move in for the kill. "Oh, so you think you're a better lover than me, is that it?"

Jasmine smiled, "I don't think it, I know it."

"Well, then I say you prove it. Right here, right now. I challenge you to a sexfight."

Jasmine felt like her brain and mouth were parts of two separate bodies. Her lips said "I accept" before her mind could scream, "Wait!". She listened in a slight daze as the courtesan explained the rules of a sexfight and she relaxed more when she learned that violence played no role. It was just competitive sex which was intimidating enough for a woman who had only ever had sex with one person. Min could see the predictable thoughts running through the Queen's head. She had seen it all before, the aggrieved housewife who had no idea what a sexfight was, or had any other sexual experience except with her husband, but willing to fight to keep her man.

Min reached her hand out for the Queen's. They moaned slightly at the electric sparks that formed when hot skin touched hot skin. Their slender fingers briefly slid against each other before they interlocked and their palms met. Their hands fit together perfectly and they did everything they could to stifle the growing lust within their bodies. Min led Jasmine away from the red carpet and to another section of the cavernous room. The crowd that circled them respectfully parted but reformed as they passed and began to follow. It dawned on Jasmine that this sexfight would be performed in front of an audience.

As they walked, doubts began to creep into Jasmine's brain. What was she doing? Was she out of her mind? She had never had sex with a woman and her first time was going to be in a competition against the Chief Courtesan?

But another part of her mind quickly fell prey to her body's physical needs. It had been so long since she'd been touched in her most intimate places by a hand that wasn't hers. So long since she felt the soft, warm caress of another hand in hers. Her nipples were as stiff as she could ever remember and she could feel a dampness between her legs begin to form. Also, she suspected there was just something about this exotic beauty that affected her this way.

After walking for about 20 feet, Min finally stopped when they approached what was clearly their final destination. On the floor, lay a huge circle of comfortable bedding material, linen, silks, blankets, comforters, that piled to about a foot high. The circle was bordered by colorful cushions and all together, the arena comprised a bed much larger than anything Jasmine had seen in her life. Min released the Queen's hand, stepped over the cushions, and made her way to the center.

"This is where all the girls go for our...larger gatherings. The Sultan particularly likes this place."

That little taunt angered Jasmine and reminded her why she was there in the first place. She gingerly stepped over the cushion and almost tripped as her foot did not expect to encounter unsolid ground. She regained her balance but not before being subject to the snickers from the rest of the Harem which had now completely gathered around the circle. She glared at them and issued a command of "Silence!" which quickly made them stop. The ladies knew that even though they were protected by their chief, the Queen was still a powerful figure in her own right.

Jasmine made her way to the center until she stood less than two feet from her enemy. They stared into each other's eyes for a good ten seconds, one pair filled with cool dismissal while the other was filled with hate and rage.

Min made the first move and gracefully shed the linens that covered her body, one by one. Hypnotized, Jasmine watched as more and more of the courtesan's creamy, unblemished skin came into full view until the Asian beauty stood proudly nude. It took all of Jasmine's willpower to not react. Min's body was almost equal to her own. Her magnificent breasts stood tall and proud and were topped with a pair of nipples tailor made for a pair of lips to suck. Her pussy lips were puffy and separated by a line almost begging to be penetrated by a tongue.

"I believe it's your turn, My Queen", Min said in that arrogant voice of hers.

The words snapped Jasmine out of her reverie and awkwardly she began to reach for her clothes. Her hands stopped halfway, one headed for her top, one headed for her pants. She looked down in embarrassment. She had never undressed herself before, her helpers had always done that. Even when getting naked with Aladdin, he had always done the honors.

Min immediately understood. She snapped her fingers and pointed to two of her more senior courtesans. They quickly arrived and expertly began to remove the Queen's top and bottoms. An involuntary moan escaped Jasmine's lips as she felt the warmth of their bodies so close to hers and their practiced fingertips graze her bare skin. She yelped when the one behind her, focused on removing her top, reached under the cups of her top and gave her nipples a quick pinch. She moaned when the one responsible for her pants, after pulling them down, traced the edge of her fingernail up the inside of the Queen's leg, traced the line up through her pussy, and gave her clit a quick flick.

Both women gave her looks filled with mischief and lust and those did nothing to quell the rising horniness within her.

Now Min and Jasmine stood in the center of the circle, fully nude. One cool and confident, the other scared out of her mind. It had been the first time that the Queen's nakedness was there to observe for so many people. A little bit of pride crept into her as she heard murmurs of approval ripple through the audience. Even Min looked impressed!

They stared at each other for an interminable amount of time before a voice called out from the audience, "Begin!"

Part II

Once again, Jasmine had no idea what to do. Naturally, she looked to Min for guidance and was relieve when the Asian beauty held her arms out and step forward. As if she was in a trance, Jasmine mirrored her adversary. The back of her mind told her to just do what was done to her and she would be fine.

Their beautiful bodies met. Soft hot skin pressed together and caused them both to emit a small moan of pleasure. Min grabbed the back of the Queen's head and gently pulled. Jasmine closed her eyes but saw stars explode as her lips met head on with Min's full mouth. It was wet, warm, sticky, and wonderful. She smelled hints of different spices from the courtesan's makeup that added an extra patina of eroticism to the kiss.

Jasmine lost all conscious thought and moved solely on instinct. She wrapped her arms fully behind Min's bare back and crushed her body completely with the Asian's. Louder moans escaped their lips when their tits met and their nipples scraped together. Once the mating of their bodies became complete, the Queen lost the last shred of her modesty. Her hands began to roam and explore Min's wonderful body. Her fingers traced down the toned back and couldn't get enough of squeezing and kneading the hard muscle of the courtesan's fantastic ass.

Min was impressed by the sexual power that resided within the Queen's body. It was fortunate that the Queen had practically no sexual experience or this would have been a much tougher contest. She delighted in exploring the Queen's body and used her fingers to expertly probe Jasmine's form to find her sensitive points that could be exploited later.

Both women sank to their knees onto the bedding and, if possible, held each other tighter. Their tongues entered the fray and they were soon french kissing with abandon. The courtesan wrapped her hand around the thick braid of Jasmine's hair and lightly pulled. Jasmine was too preoccupied with the kiss and other sensations coursing through her body to care she was being maneuvered onto her back. When her body softly landed on the bedding, the two of them broke their kiss.

Min gave the prone woman her most seductive smile, the one that had conquered men, women, kings, and queens and Jasmine was just now her latest victim. The Queen, still in a haze from the passion of her make out session looked up at Min in almost a dreamlike state.

"Just relax Your Highness, and let me introduce you to a whole new world."

The courtesan proceeded to lower her head and exchanged several light kisses with Jasmine. She then let her lips travel south and make sure to touch and taste every inch of the Queen's jawline, neck, and clavicle. The kisses got deeper and more urgent as they made their way to the base of her mountainous tits. Jasmine's moans echoed throughout the room as Min's magical tongue worked wonders on her body and she squirmed relentlessly under the courtesan's spell. Min took her precious time on the Queen's wonderful breasts, so close in perfection to her own. She kissed and ran her tongue over the firm skin. She joyously licked and sucked on the Queen's rock hard nipples.

Jasmine was close to hyperventilating and passing out from all of this. It had been so, so long since she had been touched like this and she never remembered it being this good with Aladdin. Her pussy was now completely soaked and ached with need. She yearned for the feel of Min's talented tongue on her aching, needy pussy.

The Asian knew the Queen was now putty in her hands. She could smell the Queen's arousal and it took all of her willpower to not dive her head into her slick cunt. She kept her pace and kissed her way down the toned and taut midriff. She swirled her tongue in Jasmine's perfectly sexy navel which was good enough to elicit another couple of moans. She extended her tongue and swept it up and down between the juncture of the Queen's legs. She mercilessly teased the Queen by only giving light kisses to her pouty pussy lips and only circling around her throbbing cunt.

Jasmine finally had enough. "JUST LICK MY PUSSY ALREADY, YOU FUCKING BITCH!!!!"

Yes, Your Majesty, Min thought to herself and immediately pursed her lips around the Queen's clit and greedily sucked on the nub.

"AARRGGG!!!!", screamed the Queen as the biggest orgasm of her life seized and ripped through her body. Her hands shot forward to tightly hold Min's head in place. Her back arched and thrusted her proud tits in the air as Min's talented tongue drew one earth-shattering orgasm after another.

After several minutes of ceaseless pleasure, Jasmine finally came down off her high enough to realize she needed to release her hands from Min's head. The courtesan greedily kissed her way up the Queen's body until their lips and bodies crushed together once more and they entered into another long, deep kiss. Jasmine's mind went wild as she tasted another type of liquid in Min's mouth and found herself strangely excited when she realized it was her own cum. The two wrapped their arms around each other in no hurry to stop kissing.

Finally, the need for oxygen was too much and they both broke the kiss for the need of air. Min took a quick gulp of breath before she lowered her head and began to place a series of kisses on the Queen's body once again. With their bodies tied so closely together, Min could feel the energy and power that resided within the royal. It was a shame, Jasmine clearly possessed sexual power, but it was clear she had no idea how to wield it.

The courtesan kissed her way over to the side of the Queen's head until it met one of her ears. She extended her tongue and gave a quick lick inside which caused the Queen to shudder once again. Min opened her lips, which were just millimeters from the Queen's ear, "Now you see why he wants me and not you."

That comment made Jasmine's blood boil and she looked up to glare at Min with hate that came from every fiber of her being. A part of her was also ashamed at letting her sexual urges get the best of her and make her forget why she was here. Min smiled gleefully at the raw emotion. Victory always tasted sweeter when she defeated someone who really hated her.

The courtesan subtly maneuvered her lower body so that, without Jasmine knowing, she had split the Queen's legs into opposite directions leaving her sopping, wet pussy dangerously exposed. Now, without warning, she slammed her own soaked pussy into the Queen's vulnerable cunt.

"OHH..", the Queen's moans were instantly shut off when Min's mouth clamped onto her own and engaged her in another tongue-tying kiss.

Jasmine was in trouble and she knew it. Her arms flailed for several seconds before the courtesan gracefully took hold of both of them and held them above the Queen's head. Jasmine was now completely pinned to the bedding and was being sexually dominated by Min.

The Asian beauty's mind reeled as she took in the sensations of rubbing her tits, pussy, and every other inch of her body against that of the amazing Queen's. They kissed hard and deep, and writhed their bodies together in unadulterated passion. Despite the passion and the innate sexual power that lie within the Queen, the experienced Min's mind remained clear and in charge.

Try as she might, Jasmine's willpower failed her. The various smells of pussy, musk, and perfumes combined with the feeling of sweat and cum was enough to make her surrender to the desire to cum.

"OH NO!!!!", shrieked a humiliated Queen as numerous powerful orgasms chained through her at a rapid pace. Min hammered Jasmine's pussy relentlessly, not offering any quarter or respite from the unceasing pleasure. The Asian beauty attached her lips to the Queen's neck and kissed and licked at all the sensitive spots she had already discovered in their short time together. Those ministrations did not add any more orgasms for the Queen but they heightened the pleasure curve of each eruption that cascaded through the defeated Jasmine's body.

After many, many minutes of this display of awesome sexual prowess, Min went for the kill. She reared her ass back high enough so all of her retinue could see her give a little wiggle. Everyone roared in approval as they knew what came next. With stunning speed and power, the courtesan slammed her pussy into Jasmine's.

"Oooohhhh", Jasmine moaned as she felt a huge well of pleasure rise up within. She moaned again when Min slammed their pussies together a second time and her lust rose once more. This promised to be the biggest orgasm yet. In her mind, she had already accepted defeat. Now all that mattered was to feel the euphoric high that no one had given her before.

But it didn't come.

"NO!!!", the Queen shrieked in agony as she felt the warmth of Min's touch fade from her body. Min had released her and now sat on her knees, with her feet neatly tucked under her ass, some 10 feet away on the bedding as if she was waiting for her afternoon tea service. She stared at the Queen with unparalleled arrogance.

"Beg me", she commanded.

Jasmine's eyes grew wide in horror and desire. Her pussy dripped. Her tits and pussy were swollen to the point of bursting. Despite her hatred for Min the only thing her clouded mind could focus on was the need for Min's body to be back where it belonged. She sat up on her knees.

"Please...", she begged weakly, the word coming out more as a croak.

"Please...what?"

A flicker of pride flared up within Jasmine but it quickly vanished as a new pang of desire rose within her. Tears started to form in her eyes, she couldn't believe she was now reduced to this.

"Please...I...beg you...fuck me."

Min nodded in satisfaction. However, it wasn't enough.

"My apologies, Your Majesty, I believe that when someone begs, they must crawl and prostrate themselves first before making their request."

The tears flowed freely now for the thoroughly defeated and dejected Queen. Without hesitation, she leaned forward to get on her hands and knees. Approval of the Queen's meaty tits, hanging like bowling balls suspended in the air, and her shapely ass rippled through the audience as they watched the humiliated monarch show their chief the proper respect. Droplets of tears, sweat, and cum plopped onto the bedding as the Queen crawled with agonizing slowness to Mia before she finally got close enough to lay before her.

"Please, Chief Courtesan, I beg you to fuck me."

Min smiled widely and happily, he victory finally complete. She extended her hand and used her little finger to lift the Queen's head by the chin so they could look eye to eye.

"Do you know what's better than a Queen who begs? Saying no to a Queen who begs."

The tears flowed again as Jasmine felt her humiliation was now complete. Little did she know it was not quite done yet. Min continued to speak.

"You will now leave this chamber as you are: a crawling, begging, whore. And if you think about coming back to challenge me again, just remember this is what happens to those who do. Now get out."

The Queen's pride was so defeated that she accepted the order and insult without hesitation. Back on her hands and knees she turned towards the direction from which she came and began to crawl. At first, the crowd was silent as it parted for her to leave. But soon, a growing cacophony of catcalls, whistles, and ululations began to echo throughout the chamber as the rest of the harem taunted the defeated Queen who was a blubbering mess by the time she got to the door.

Standing outside of the door was the lady-in-waiting who instantly judged from the sounds of derision from within the chamber that her Queen did not fare well. She saw the door open and the sight was pitiful. A crying, blubbering, crawling, humiliated, defeated, and naked Jasmine. The lady-in-waiting acted quickly and wrapped the Queen in a large blanket which she had retrieved from the Queen's chamber because some innate instinct told her its presence might be necessary.

The lady-in-waiting helped the Queen stand up after wrapping her in the blanket and escorted her monarch back to her chamber. Once they made the long walk back, the lady-in-waiting led the Queen to the bed and helped her get under the covers. She immediately went to draw a bath for the Queen but was rebuked by a loud shriek of, "Just get out of here and leave me alone!!!"

Fearfully, the lady-in-waiting ran for the door to exit the room, her heart bursting with sadness, the sobs of the Queen the last thing she heard before she closed the door.

Once she heard the door close, Jasmine's wails grew louder and she shuddered harder under the covers. She cried about everything that she had lost, about everything she never had, and, worst of all, she cried because she never got that last orgasm from Min. The realization hit her like a sudden ton of bricks that it temporarily stalled her tears. Her mind filled with images from the last hour of unceasing pleasure at the hands of the Asian beauty and self-loathing began to fill her as she snaked one hand down to her pussy and the other to one of her tits.

Jasmine gasped loudly as she felt her nipple and clit were rock hard. She expertly rubbed herself, flicked, teased, and pulled on her nubs, images of the Chief Courtesan flooding her mind, until she exploded in a gusher of cum. She moaned in despair when it was done and cried herself softly to sleep.

Part III

The incessant metallic ringing finally stirred her out of her slumber. Daylight streamed between Jasmine's barely open eyelids as she groggily tried to ascertain the source of the sound. At first, she assumed it was the sky because her vision was filled with a brilliant blue. But then the fog began to clear and she could see that the blue was actually the skin of an incredibly large man who sported an old-fashioned alarm clock on his head which was the source of the clamor.

When her eyes were fully open, the clock transformed into a friendly, smiling face that sported a thin goatee. The surprise visitor spoke, "How ya doin' kid?"

Jasmine's eyes opened wide in recognition and happiness. "Genie!", she exclaimed happily and shed her blanket to run and give her old friend a hug. Such was the Queen's ecstasy that she forgot she had no clothes. Genie immediately saw and he turned his eyelids into a set of slatted window blinds that were kept tightly closed. Jasmine laughed at the nod towards modesty and immediately ran to the bathroom to fetch a robe.

Once she was covered, she walked over to the Genie and pulled on the string of each blind that covered Genie's eyes to assure him it was okay to look. "What are you doing here?", she inquired.

"When we heard that you were in some kind of trouble, we got here as fast as we could."

"We?", asked a surprised Jasmine. Suddenly, she saw a blur of purple as she was enveloped in a warm coil of wool. "Carpet!", she screamed gleefully as her other old friend, Aladdin's Magic Carpet flew around the room in happiness at this reunion.

Once greetings were fully exchanged, Jasmine opened her mouth to speak but the large hand of Genie's covered it. "No! No! No ma'am!", he bellowed, "If we're going to do this, we're going to do this right!"

Immediately, the room began to rapidly transform into a series of different venues. The set of a late night talk show complete with audience. A Catholic confessional inside of an old Gothic church. A campfire under the stars. And a psychologist's office, complete with couch. A bewildered Jasmine finally had enough. "Genie!", she scolded.

The blue creature's eyes popped out of his head in recognition that he had gone overboard. He immediately conjured a bench so they could comfortably sit next to each other and talk. Genie sympathetically placed an arm around Jasmine's shoulder and said, "What happened, kid? You and Al used to be so happy."

The Queen placed her head in her hands and sobbed uncontrollably. This time, with the presence of her dear friend, the tears were cathartic and she managed to spell out what happened. Every. Last. Detail.

When Jasmine had finished, she cried her last tear and looked gratefully towards Genie to express her appreciation. But Genie's face was now replaced with a bashful and embarrassed giant beet that seemed to grow a brighter shade of red every few seconds.

"Genie!", she playfully admonished, her mood now so fully restored that she could find humor in her friend's obvious discomfort. Even Magic Carpet was scrunched up in the corner, it's gold tassels covering its face.

Jasmine continued to tease, "For a creature with such awesome magical powers, you sure are a prude." That's when sudden inspiration struck her. "Magical powers! Genie! You can help me defeat Min!"

Unsurprisingly, Genie freaked out. He immediately exploded into a giant fireworks show inside of the Queen's chamber that concluded with the giant letters of N and O. Jasmine's eyes began to water again as her raised hopes were so suddenly dashed. Genie quickly realized his error and returned to his normal form before he tried to comfort his friend again.

"Hey, hey kid, it's okay. It's not that I don't want to help, it's that I can't. I'm not the Genie for the type of magic you're looking for." Jasmine's ears perked up at those last words, "Then how do I find the Genie for that type of magic?"

Genie immediately admonished himself and zipped his mouth shut. Jasmine grabbed the slider and unzipped his mouth. "Spill it", she commanded.

"Okay fine! But it means you have to wander the desert and find the Cave of Wonders!"

The Queen was intrigued. She had heard so much about this mysterious cave but never thought she would ever get a chance to go in herself. But something didn't make sense. "Aladdin said that yours was the only lamp in the Cave."

The blue creature shrugged. "It's a big cave, trust me, it's there."

"So what do I do? How do I find it?"

The Genie's head turned the bright shade of red as his embarrassment showed again. "Please, please! Don't make me tell you!!", he begged. But then he continued his own argument, as one Genie became two, that stood behind podiums and began to engage in a presidential-style debate.

"She's your friend, it's your duty, even if you think it's weird!"

"She could get hurt, or worse, and this was all TMI anyways!"

Finally, the whole scene disappeared in a poof and a light bulb appeared over Genie's head as he found a solution. "Aha! I won't tell you!" Again, Jasmine's shoulders sagged in sadness. But Genie continued, "I'll show you instead!"

His head transformed into a giant papyrus scroll filled with writing in Arabic script inked in black. Jasmine's eyes grew wide as she saw the words and instructions appear. She soaked in every word, her mind in such a state that each instruction seemed to burn instantly into her mind and heart. As she read, she could see why Genie was so reluctant to tell her the things she needed to do. This was a good compromise. When she was certain she knew the instructions by heart, she burst into tears of appreciation again and hugged Genie and Carpet for a very long time.

They held the embrace until it was time to depart. Carpet straightened out and Genie climbed on board. They flew out of the Queen's chamber at such a speed that the tassels released entrails. As they flew away, Genie and Carpet took a wild series of twist and turns in the night sky until they left after the entrails spelled the message of "Good luck."

Jasmine whistled happily as she turned around. From the looks of a calendar she realized that she had spent almost two days in bed! In a cheery tone, she called for her lady-in-waiting and gave her a series of instructions, one more puzzling than the next, but accepted without reservation. After several minutes, the Queen's bath was drawn and Jasmine gratefully slipped in to the scalding hot water. She jumped a bit when she felt the soft hands of her bath attendees begin to expertly bathe her. She opened her eyes and now looked at the nude young women with a new perspective.

They weren't just nude, they were beautiful, gorgeous! Her breath began to shorten and her tits rose and fell as their experienced hands swept across the most sensitive parts of her body. For years, women like these had cleansed and bathed her while all of them were in the nude, but she never thought much of it. But now, after her first experience with another woman, she couldn't help but notice the pretty faces, lithe bodies, firm breasts, and soft skin.

She threw her head back and let moans of pleasure escape her lips as she soaked in the wonderful sensations. She couldn't keep her eyes off of their gorgeous bodies. She also couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like if they added their tongues to the mix.

The one on the right, a remarkable beauty who clearly hailed from the lands of Nubia, looked deeply into Jasmine's eyes which were so clearly full of desire.

"Does Your Majesty have any commands for us?", the Nubian slave asked in her melodic voice. Unable to resist any longer, Jasmine grabbed the back of the black girl's head and brought her in for a passionate kiss. With her other hand, she grabbed the back of the head of the other woman and directed it to her needy, aching tits. The bath became an afterthought as the two servants thoroughly, and expertly, serviced the Queen until she erupted in an expansive series of orgasms. Once she was fucked and cleaned, they placed her on her bed where she slipped into a deep and peaceful slumber. Her first in several days.

The next day was spent alone in preparation for her trip. Aladdin requested an audience with her but, for the first time in memory, she declined. She would not see him until she was ready. The Sultan left word with the lady-in-waiting that there were reports of a Mongol horde that may or may not be making its way towards Agrabah and Aladdin would lead a party to learn more about this potential threat.

The Queen prepared as best as she could. Her travels into the depths of the desert would be long and hard. She would need the proper clothing, food, water, and shelter. Genie's instructions were clear though that the Cave of Wonders could only be found by the most committed which could mean a trip of one day or one week. There was no way to tell.

As dusk fell and the Palace slept, Jasmine and her lady-in-waiting slipped out of her room and made their way through the halls and through the courtyards until they reached a hidden, modest door that led to a tunnel.

"This tunnel will take you to the desert my Queen", the lady-in-waiting said, her voice filled with uncertainty at the Queen's actions but also with a hint of pride at her initiative.

The two embraced. Jasmine's mother had died when she was very young and, oftentimes, it was this woman who had supervised her journey into adulthood. As she stepped through the door, she realized it was only the second time in her life when she went past the palace walls alone. The first time she did, she met Aladdin. She hoped similar good fortune awaited her on this journey.

The tunnel could, at best, be described as makeshift. The space was narrow, the floor filthy, and the occasional shaft of light greeted her as she made her way. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she felt the floor begin to level up until it ended at a trap door.

With a light shove from both hands, the door silently swung open and for the first time, Jasmine stepped into the desert at night. For the next two days and nights, Jasmine trudged onward step by step. She found shelter during the day and walked at night. Slowly, her supplies of food and water dwindled to nothing despite her careful rationing.

Jasmine kept moving forward. She knew that she would never make it back to the palace walls now alive anyways, so the only option was to keep going. Slowly, the combination of thirst, hunger, and heat ate away at her sanity. Her mind began to lose rational thought and it took every effort in her being to keep walking. Eventually, even that effort was too much. She was now reduced to crawling on the desert sand, her progress now measured in inches rather than feet.

In the last sane corner of her mind, she knew she did not have the energy to travel much further. Her body finally collapsed in exhaustion as day gave away to night. As her eyes closed shut and her consciousness faded away, the last image that filled her mind was that of Aladdin.

"I'm sorry", she whispered to the image as a lone tear trickled out of her eye and down her cheek before it plopped, quietly, into the sand.

Instantly, the earth rumbled, the vibrations loud enough to even frighten the weakened Jasmine back to consciousness. Out of the sand, a giant form began to take shape and soon it reached around 3 or 4 stories in the sky. It took on the shape of the head of a giant cat, whose open mouth and sharp teeth framed a small opening that was lit by an unseen flame.

Astonished, Jasmine looked up in awe. This was the Cave of Wonders.

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Great to see you here! I was worried you’d gone AWOL on us. I hope you still have all your old stories. You are easily the best newer author here.

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Part IV

Somehow, miraculously, Jasmine's body was fully energized. She felt as if she had just woken up from a long and peaceful sleep. She took a cautious step forward.

"Who disturbs my slumber?", a deep and gravelly voice that echoed from the skies and below the ground bellowed.

Slightly terrified, Jasmine gulped and with all the confidence she could muster, she spoke, "It is I, Jasmine, the Queen of Agrabah and wife to the Sultan."

There was a momentary pause that seemed to last forever, before the voice spoke again. "You may enter. Touch nothing but the lamp!!!"

Eagerly, but with caution, Jasmine walked straight towards the gaping mouth that served as the cave's entrance. She took a tentative step forward to ensure she did not accidentally touch anything she wasn't supposed to. She remembered Aladdin's stories of how Abu had nearly trapped them within the cave forever. As she walked down the steps, her eyes adjusted to the light and more and more of the cave's wonders came into her vision.

However, Jasmine noticed that it was mostly just piles of gold and an unending trove of trinkets in gold that were encrusted with jewels. For a woman who grew up in great wealth, the sight made her more confused than anything. Why so much secrecy and pain over something like this? What Jasmine, who had received little schooling in economics, did not realize was how much the amount of her wealth outpaced that of the subjects of her kingdom. For them, this was a lifetime of treasures, for her, it was just something nice to look at.

There was a narrow path ahead of her, clear of any gold or treasure. Something inside her said to follow the path and she carefully trod forth until the path directed her to a small mesa at the top of which a halo of light shone on what was clearly a lamp. Jasmine almost leaped in excitement at seeing it, but maintained her caution lest she accidentally ignore the warning from the cave. One step after another she took until the lamp came into clear view just sitting on a small table made of caked dirt.

It was mesmerizing in its beauty. The lamp was ruby in color with bits of gold inlaid in gorgeous designs that immediately caught the eye. Jasmine's hands reached out to lift the lamp and explore its beauty from a closer angle but the instructions from Genie shouted within her. She quickly looked around and was grateful there was plenty of room on the mesa around the lamp to do what needed to be done. She took several steps from the lamp and stripped naked.

She lay her clothes to the side and lay down next to them, her feet pointed at the lamp. She spread her legs and touched her body intimately. At first it felt odd, but soon her body began to respond to her touch and small moans escaped her mouth. She forced images of Aladdin in her head but her body wasn't having the required reaction. Finally, she conceded to what she knew she fantasized about all along. Images of Min began to fill her mind. The moans grew louder and her body responded more as she thought about the things Min did to her and dreamed about the ways she would take revenge on the head whore.

Jasmine felt her pussy lips get slicker with wetness. She coated her fingertips with the secretion and rubbed them over her sensitive clit now firmly out of its protective hood. Her other hand tweaked at her nipple until it was hard as a rock. She brought the nipple up to her lips to purse her lips around them and suck greedily. Finally, she was engorged to the point where sexual release was just moments away and her hand was coated with precum.

With great reluctance, she tore her hands away from her body and lay on the ground to catch her breath. The Queen struggled to get up, her eyes bleary and mind cloudy due to the need for release. She staggered over to the lamp and delicately turned it so the spout faced away from her. She ran her fingers down to the intersection between her legs one more time to get an extra coating of precum. The precious liquid shined against her fingers in the light. Ever so gently, Jasmine rubbed her cum-soaked fingers firmly along the center of the ruby lamp.

Within seconds, a hiss of red smoke steamed from the spout until it took the form of a gorgeous, red-skinned woman clad in a gold, chain-linked bikini. Jasmine's eyes watered at the miraculous sight. The genie was as tall as the Queen and also sported long, flowing black hair. Her red skin was soft and blemish free. Her pretty face held almond-shaped eyes and pink, pouty lips. The bikini was made of a series of small linked chains made of gold. For the top, 8 separate strands all met at a solid cap that covered each nipple. A gold chain link ran between the giant, perfect breasts, and another chain dropped down from its center to connect to the bikini bottoms. A thin gold chain link looped around the genie's waist and were attached to another series of gold links that served to cover the creature's crotch and ass crack. Her arms and legs were unclothed and her feet were bare. On each wrist, the genie sported golden bracelets that were secured by a ruby-colored hasp.

Already horny from her aborted masturbating, Jasmine's body ached even more with desire at the sight in front of her. Even in her heightened state, she could see the delectable creature was also turned on by Jasmine's body, beauty, and nudity. Like magnets drawn together, the two of them stepped closer to each other. They both released small moans when their hot bodies finally met and they wrapped their arms around each other in a tight embrace.

Their pulled their heads close as they stared deep into the other's magical eyes. Just mere moments from their lips finally closing the gap, they spoke their first words.

"Jasmine", the Queen identified herself in a voice hoarse with desire.

"Amira", the red creature breathed before snapping her mouth forward to close the last bit of space between their two forms.

The Queen almost melted from pleasure as her lips closed in on Amira's. The two of them drank in the other's taste and their tongues alternated between dancing together and exploring their lover's mouth. Jasmine felt as if she was floating until her backside tickled from the fibers of a rug. She opened her eyes and from her peripheral vision could see that she and the genie now lay on a large rug that floated in the air. Another magical carpet!

Her attention was soon drawn back to Amira's searching lips. The two of them kissed with wanton abandon. They kissed hard for endless minutes with every ounce of desire poured into their lips. Their hands explored each other's bodies. The Queen was delighted that the red creature's bikini had magically disappeared and her hands were able to roam without obstruction.

Jasmine felt her legs subtly being spread by Amira's gentle maneuvering. She groaned when she felt the first brush of the genie's hairless slit against her own. Though the feeling of another feminine body on her own evoked memories of her encounter with Min, this time was different. There was no competition. Just a want, a need to fuck, and fuck, and fuck. Jasmine's gently slid her hands down and held fast to Amira's ass as the genie began to trib the Queen.

"Oh...oh yes...", the Queen moaned but she was quickly cut off when Amira's mouth swallowed her own.

The gorgeous women fucked endlessly with their bodies stuck together. Their screams disappeared into the other's mouth and their lips only separated for the briefest of moments. Their nipples scraped together and their cunts dare not break apart. The Queen had no idea if minutes, hours, or even days passed while she was in the embrace of her new lover but she didn't care. All that mattered was the pleasure that the two of them received from and gave to each other.

For a final time, their two clits met head on and their eyes glazed as an enormous jolt of electricity swept through them. Their lips finally broke contact.

"OH FUCK ME!!!!", screamed Jasmine as the most powerful orgasm of her life ripped through her.

"OH SHIT, FUCK ME!!!!!", bellowed Amira as an earth-shattering chain of eruptions cascaded through her body.

Both queen and magical being held tightly to each other as their bodies remained stiff through the entire course of events before their minds finally shut down from the overwhelming pleasure and they drifted off to the deepest of sleeps brought on by utter exhaustion. They had fucked each other senseless.

Who knows how much time had passed when Jasmine finally began to stir awake. It was the soft, wonderful feeling of the warmth of another body pressed gently against hers that made her stir. When she opened her eyes, she realized Amira was now lying on Jasmine's side and the Queen had slept with her head on the genie's shoulder. She could feel their breasts pressed tightly together, but she resisted the temptation to look. She knew that if she let her eyes roam over the red-skinned beauty's body, then they would just fuck themselves silly again and right now she wanted to use the time to think.

She looked up and examined the cave, whose roof was at least 30 feet above her head and which she could just make out from the light of the lamps. She looked around and saw that they were still on the rug which hovered about five feet off the ground but felt as firm and comfortable as any bed on which she had ever slept.

Finally, the heat pouring onto her body and her own rising desires crumbled her resistance. She started with Amira's face. It was simply perfect. Flawless skin, almond shape eyes, and a pair of ruby-red lips which even now formed into the perfect shape to receive a kiss. She leaned her head up and planted a small peck on Amira's unsuspecting lips. From this slightly different perspective, her eyes traveled south. They ogled at the mass of mountainous tits that heaved with each breath, both of them topped with an absolutely tasty looking nipple. Jasmine's lips lightly grazed down Amira's face and body before giving each nipple a quick lick and suck which caused them to firm up. Her eyes traveled south again and saw the genie's hairless slit which looked so inviting.

Ever so lightly, she didn't want to wake Amira up just yet, she kissed her way down the massive underside of the massive tits and down the toned navel. When her lips reached the base of the genie's womanly mound, Jasmine, somewhat reluctantly, lifted her lips off of that beautiful red skin and just stared at Amira's womanhood with a combination of desire and curiosity. It suddenly hit her that she had never seen another woman like this from so close and she had to admit to herself she had no idea what to do.

"I can teach you, Your Highness" said Amira, her voice dripping with desire.

Jasmine looked up in surprise not aware that her ministrations had woken the genie. "How did you know?", she asked, a slight tremor in her voice.

Amira smiled, as she looked into Jasmine's eyes through the valley between her tits. "I can always tell when I am visited by royalty. I also know when someone can use some guidance. Let me help you, lie on your back."

The words were said with such warmth and yet such confidence that Jasmine obeyed without question. She lay on her back, her read rested comfortably on the rug and waited to see what Amira had in mind. The genie rose up, turned around, and lowered herself onto Jasmine's prone form until their pussies were in each other's face.

"Now just do what I do", Amira instructed.

Jasmine moaned slightly at the sensation of the genie's hot breath washing over her practically soaked pussy. The volume of the moans increased when she felt Amira's tongue snake inside of her.

"Concentrate my Queen", came the voice again, and this time Jasmine successfully focused not on the pleasure from Amira's tongue but what it was actually doing. Tentatively, she reached up with her fingers to spread open the genie's pussy lips and extended her tongue. From that first contact with Amira's slick, wet lips, Jasmine fell in love with eating pussy.

Moans and screams filled the cave as royal and genie ate each other out with increasing relish especially as Jasmine gained more confidence and enthusiasm in her technique. Again, for an almost endless amount of time, the two of them luxuriously tongue fucked each other, and released screams of joy with each eruption.

Finally, the two of them were temporarily sated and ended their 69 session by finding each other in their arms and passionately kissing. When they finally broke the kiss for the need of oxygen, they lay on their backs. Jasmine's mind buzzed as she panted from her exertion. She had never fucked Aladdin, or Min, for longer than an hour or two, where did she get the sudden stamina for sex? After several moments, Amira made her inquiry.

"You rubbed the lamp, how can I be of service to you, Mistress?"

Hearing those words immediately rekindled Jasmine's memories of why she was there. Tears filled her eyes as Jasmine told the genie about her troubles with Aladdin and her humiliating defeat to Min.

The magical creature sympathetically listened while her new Mistress poured out her troubles. At the same time, she could feel her libido rise as she listened to how the Chief Courtesan so expertly fucked Jasmine. Her libido was also rising because Amira had already come up with an absolutely delicious solution for the Queen.

When Jasmine finished speaking, Amira replied, "You came to the right place." She tipped Jasmine's chin up so they could look into each other's eyes. "Promise me my freedom, and I can give you your deepest desires."

Now the Queen could feel the lust rising in her as she stared hypnotically into her new lover's eyes. It gave her confidence and she spoke clearly. "Amira, I wish for you to make me the best sexfighter in the world. Do this for me and I will grant you your freedom on my honor as the Queen of Agrabah."

Amira lustfully smiled and grabbed a tight hold of Jasmine so the two of them could kiss each other hard and deep. Their tongues twisted together and explored each other's mouths, while their lips dare not break apart. They broke the kiss and looked deep into each other's eyes again before Amira expressed her assent, "Your wish is my command."

The magical creature snapped her fingers and, in an instant, the interior of the cave transformed into a giant bedroom not that different than Jasmine's in Agrabah. The walls were adorned with artwork depicting nude women in various erotic positions, their bodies clearly writhing against each other in passion. Lounges, chaises, ottomans, and large cushions were littered throughout the room, but it was the absolutely giant bed that dominated the space. Jasmine's eyes opened slightly wider when she saw a giant mirror hovering directly over the bed. She could also see an enormous bath, it's water bubbling and inviting.

Amira stood proudly as she watched Jasmine appreciate her handiwork. She then grabbed the Queen's hand to lead her to the bed. As their nude bodies crawled on and clench each other, they kissed hard and deep before breaking the kiss so Amira could speak.

"Buckle up, bitch. Let's get to work."

Jasmine's eyes raged and her body burned as her royal pride clashed with her deepest desires. She tried to open her mouth to admonish the insult but it was quickly enveloped by Amira's searching lips.

Part V

"NO! NO!! NOOOOO!!!! OH FUCK, I SUBMIT!!!!!", screamed Jasmine in pleasureful agony as her cum gushed from her cunt straight into Amira's waiting twat. The feeling of hot ejaculate jetting inside of her and Jasmine's submission was enough for the genie to hold back and release her own pent up desires. The two of them traded orgasms for the next few minutes before they finally calmed down to catch their breath.

Amira rolled off of the Queen and they looked into each other's eyes from the mirror. Between breaths, Amira provided guidance to Jasmine. "You're getting much better. Your stamina has always been excellent and it's taking me a lot longer to beat you." She then turned on her side so she they could directly look at each other.

"But it's not enough to win. Sexfighting isn't just about who is the best at sex. It's about who is the most determined and who is the most obsessed with winning. Tell me, during our past several hundred sessions, what goes through your mind?"

Jasmine's eyes pointed slightly down at the insightful question. She responded truthfully that all she thought about was the pleasure that she got from fucking and being fucked.

"That's not enough", Amira admonished lightly, "if you want to win a sexfight, you have to ask yourself why are you in the sexfight in the first place? What are you trying to achieve with victory? It's time for a break anyways, why don't you think about it while you rest."

Amira then rolled off the bed and snapped her fingers as she did so. Magically, a tray of food and drink appeared in Jasmine's hands and she immediately began to tuck in as she mulled over Amira's words and her training sessions.

At first, it had been humiliating. Sexfighting was completely different than simply fucking and she could barely make it past an hour against Amira in their early sessions. Slowly, with some expert coaching on how to improve her stamina, Jasmine was able to stay competitive at increasingly longer times before she was finally forced to submit.

Despite her improvement, she had yet to defeat Amira, she hadn't even forced her to a draw yet! The Queen shook her head as she thought about the progress she'd made but the long road that was ahead. She finished her meal and laid back down. In the mirror she could see her reflection and marveled at the subtle change in her body as a result of her almost nonstop fuck marathons. She looked leaner, more toned, sexier even. There was definitely something more primal about herself and inside of her, she could feel something rise within her, a feeling she couldn't quite identify.

She then began to ponder Amira's words. What did she want? She told Amira to make her the world's best sexfighter, but is that what she really wanted? No, she only wanted to beat Min. Jasmine's eyes narrowed as images of the Chief Courtesan filled her mind. The bitch had humiliated her and was even now actively plotting to steal her husband. Aladdin. The thought of him almost made her heart stop. And suddenly Jasmine knew what she wanted. She wanted her husband. She wanted a life worth living. And she didn't want to give that up for any cunt-eating bitch.

A feeling of steely determination rose within her. She sat up, more clear eyed than ever before. She turned her head towards the red-skinned genie. "Amira", she said, "I'm ready for another round. Bring that pussy back here so I can fuck it dry."

Amira smiled widely at the sudden flurry of dirty talk from the Queen. She was finally learning! She quickly made her way back to the bed. "Your wish is my command!", she said gleefully as she brought their bodies together in a tight embrace.

They kissed hard while their tongues struggled for dominance. Muted moans escaped from their sealed lips as they undulated their bodies in pleasurable harmony. Jasmine could feel the familiar sensation of warmth and lust spread through her body and, like in the past, she was about to surrender when the sudden image of Aladdin popped in her mind. Then came an image of Min. The images kept coming. Aladdin and Min, locked together in a variety of sexual positions while he touched his mistress in ways he never touched his own wife.

A sharp focus came to Jasmine as she finally realized why she needed to win. Suddenly, her senses came alive in ways that she had never experienced. She could feel the sensation of hot skin on hot skin. Of luscious tits pumping together and nipples scraping in a way that drew some agonizing pleasure. She could her the different pitches of the moans that escaped out of their mouths and could tell when one moan was a pitch higher than another. Suddenly, the pleasure wasn't something that overwhelmed her. Instead, it became just another sense, something she could identify, control, and mitigate.

Now that her mind was freer, it could think and plan. While she kept the genie's tongue and mouth busy with her own, Jasmine's hands slid up Amira's toned back until they wrapped around her ponytail. She gripped the hair tightly and began to pull while she pushed her tits forward at the same time. Amira did not anticipate this sudden offensive and gasped as she felt her body get pushed back onto the bed. They both groaned as their legs splayed and retwined and they smiled viciously at each other.

"I got you now, you red-skinned cunt", Jasmine taunted.

"After I'm finished with you, I think I'll go to the palace and fuck your sultan's brains out", Amira shot back. Jasmine's eyes flashed with rage and she slammed her pussy down forcefully into the genie's waiting cunt.

"OH FU...", Amira tried to scream but all sound was cut off when Jasmine's lips swallowed her mouth. Amira struggled under the Queen's assault. Every part of her body was on fire as hot skin rubbed against hot skin. For the first time, Amira felt like she was not in control of Jasmine who fucked her relentlessly. They broke their kiss to breathe and released a spray of spit while they rode each other. Jasmine lowered her lips again and began to kiss along every sensitive spot she knew that existed on Amira's jawline and neck.

"Fuck, oh fuck, that's good", Amira panted as she felt Jasmine expertly tongue and tease her secret spots. Her eyes went wide when Jasmine began to lightly chew on her ear lobe and her pleasure spiked to unbearable levels when Jasmine's teeth gave the lobe a small, sharp bite.

"NOOOOO!!!!!!", screamed the genie as a huge gusher of cum ejaculated out of her and washed into Jasmine's waiting twat.

Thrilled at finally making Amira cum first, Jasmine thirsted for more. She pushed her need for release further down, pressed her cunt down even harder, and used her clit to deliberately twist and bend Amira's still hard shaft even more.

The genie screamed in surrender as her body betrayed her and her legs flailed in defeat. She held on tightly to Jasmine's body as one giant orgasm after another spewed out of her. Her hopes rose occasionally whenever Jasmine had her own orgasmic release, but the Queen was hell-bent on moving on from them and squeezing every last ounce of cum out of the magical creature.

Finally, with victory certain, Jasmine let herself go and released her own pent up orgasm. "YESSSSS!!!!!! CUM FOR ME SLUT!! CUM FOR ME!!!!", she happily screamed at the top of her lungs as the two sexpots traded a never ending series of eruptions with each other.

When they were finally done, Jasmine collapsed into Amira's body, and the genie immediately wrapped the Queen into a tight embrace while the two of them panted hard and simply enjoyed the feel of luscious flesh within their arms. Soon enough, like bees drawn to honey, their lips began to taste the salty flesh that was so tantalizingly near. They moaned in pleasure, both in the delicious taste of the beautiful woman in her arms, but also at the sensation of the other's lips and tongue on their body. The lips moved slowly, each woman content in taking her time to ravish the feast in front of them. But they eventually crept along every bit of skin and flesh until their mouths met again. They gripped the back of the other's head and kissed harder than either of them could ever remember.

After several minutes, the kiss eventually broke and they stared deeply into each other's eyes.

"Very impressive, Your Highness", Amira said in a playful tone. Jasmine smiled happily in response, she'd finally won a round!

"Now let's see if you can do it again", the red-skinned woman now said in a much more serious tone.

A rush of thoughts flashed through Jasmine's head. At first, anger that her hard work didn't merit more praise. Then, acceptance that she had no choice but to put this bitch in her place once again. And lastly, confidence, as she realized exactly how she would do it.

"Whatever you say", Jasmine said with a sexy smile and in a voice that so dripped with desire that it almost made Amira cream. Jasmine reconnected their lips and, again, they kissed each other deeply while their tongues thrashed and coiled together. Their bodies sensuously ground against each other and they moaned into each other's mouths when their stiff nipples scraped together. Suddenly, too suddenly, Jasmine broke the kiss and let her lips begin a slow, but agonizing, journey down the hot red flesh. Amira shook her head in frustration because she didn't know if she was being tortured or pleasured but she didn't want it to stop while the Queen continued her relentless teasing. Her head only stopped shaking when she realized Jasmine had ceased the foreplay and she looked down to ascertain the sudden stoppage.

Jasmine's head hovered dangerously over Amira's dripping pussy and her warm breath washed over and tickled her sensitive lips. Jasmine's eyes waited until they locked with Amira's before they spoke.

"I showed you that I'm the better fuck, now I'm going to show you that I'm the better cunt muncher", and without warning, Jasmine rotated her body so that her cunt fell directly onto Amira's mouth.

"Oh GOD!", the genie moaned when she felt the weight of Jasmine's torso land on her own and the Queen's wonderful musk waft into her nose. The two women deeply inhaled the other's scent before diving headfirst into the pulsating twat that begged for attention.

Jasmine voraciously ate Amira's pussy with unprecedented concentration. Every one of her senses was on fire. She could feel how pressing her tongue just a little bit harder into Amira's velvety vaginal wall made her body twitch at a faster pace. She could hear Amira's moans change intensity depending on whether she used the tip or flat of her tongue against the genie's clit. She could smell the rising volcano of cum inside of her lover's cunt. At the same time, her mind was doing an admirable job of blocking out the immense pleasure delivered by Amira's incredibly skillful tongue and fingers.

"Oh fuck! FUCK!! FUCK!!!!!", Amira screamed when Jasmine's lips sucked hard on her clit. The genie couldn't believe it. She used every skill at her disposal trying to bring Jasmine off first, but her student had somehow drawn first blood. Amira's mind quickly cleared and was ready to redouble her efforts but then she felt Jasmine's tongue, formed as straight and rigid as an arrow plunge into the depths of her cunt.

"OH FUCK ME!!!!!", Amira bellowed as her second orgasm in mere seconds rocked her body like few had done before. The genie felt like an earthquake had erupted inside of her which broke the dam of her sexual restraint and now she spewed ejaculate into the Queen's eagerly waiting mouth at a terrifying rate.

The Queen could feel Amira's consciousness slipping away by the increasing slackness of the thighs around her head. She had still not gotten off so she began to aggressively rub her soaking wet cunt over the genie's nose and chin. Her efforts had their desired effect and roused Amira enough for her to regain a tight hold against Jasmine's magnificent ass so she could give the black-haired beauty's pussy her full attention.

"YES!!!!", Jasmine bellowed loudly as the tip of Amira's tongue finally curled against her g-spot and made her gush like a geyser. She came again when the genie introduced her fingers and started sucking on the Queen's clit. Jasmine pursed her lips around the genie's cunt and, with renewed energy, resumed her oral assault on the red-skinned woman. For the next several hours, the royal and the magical creature ate each other with a passion that few had ever seen. Gallons of cum erupted from their bodies. Whatever wasn't swallowed, dripped down their bodies, and dropped onto the bedding before it magically disappeared into thin air.

When the orgasms had finally run their course, when their tongues and fingers were numb from their nonstop exertions, did the two of them finally stop. They rolled away from each other as if their bodies gave sent an unseen signal to the other woman that they needed to, had to, break apart from each other for their own good. They both took their time to catch their breath, each of them content to stare into the mirror that floated above them and stare in wonder at the splendid sight.

After their hearts finally slowed down, Amira slid down and rolled onto her stomach until her head was even with Jasmine's slick cunt. She used her fingers to pry the love hole open and her other hand rolled the Queen's nipple to a newfound stiffness. The Queen groaned in pleasurable agony while the genie ate her pussy with a renewed relish until Jasmine spasmed through another climax. Once she licked the Queen's pussy clean, Amira clambered up and gave Jasmine a much deserved victory kiss. They stayed like that in each other's arms for several minutes until Amira broke the kiss and spoke.

"Excellent! You've learned a lot and starting to assert the dominance that has lied dormant within you for far too long. Now let's see if you can handle my final test."

Jasmine wondered what the final test could possibly be. She'd fucked and sucked Amira until the red-skinned bitch's bones had disintegrated into jelly. Now having bested the magical creature multiple times, her confidence grew with each second that she was finally ready to take on Min.

But the Queen's eyes went wide when Amira stretched out her hand and magically produced a long, thick double-headed phallus. Jasmine sat up and almost recoiled in horror. That thing was huge! Much larger than Aladdin, even at his fullest, and doubts crept into her mind on whether she could handle such a protrusion.

Of course Amira read her mind. Everyone who had ever seen her special dildo always had the same reaction, the same thoughts. She gave a comforting smile to Jasmine and looked directly into her eyes.

"Trust me, my Queen. My skills in the art of lovemaking and sexfighting are unparalleled, so believe me when I say that you will be fine. Not only will you handle this dildo, you will make it your bitch."

The black-haired beauty almost gasped from desire at the last word. And the pure confidence that Amira had in her swept away any doubts. Jasmine leaned back on her hands, spread her legs to wantonly display her still needy pussy, and thrust her pelvis slightly forward to signal her readiness.

Amira smiled in anticipation. This was always the best part, when an apex predator was on the brink of discovering their true self. She grasped the oiled dildo in the middle and pointed it straight at its dripping target.

"The first few inches won't be a problem. When you start to feel resistance, continue to breathe normally. Suck it in as much as you can when you inhale and relax when you exhale."

Jasmine nodded in understanding. She could feel her body respond to the expectant pleasure. Her pussy was practically soaked and her nipples felt like they could cut glass. "Mmmmm", she moaned in pleasure as she felt the initial push through her lips and into her vaginal walls which immediately embraced the invading probe. Like Amira said, for a few moments, she felt nothing while the first part of the shaft slowly drove into her. She gasped, partly in pleasure and partly in pain, with the first wall of resistance. She remembered her lesson and took a deep breath in and felt the dildo move deeper into her before she exhaled and felt her vaginal walls naturally mold around the phallus.

She continued this exercise for several moments more. Inhale. Exhale. Again. Her eyes remained closed as she wanted all of her concentration on her body's acceptance of its new friend. But when a strong whiff of Amira's intoxicating perfume struck her nose, she couldn't help but look up and realize that her lover's face was only mere inches away. And that face sported a huge, proud, smile. Jasmine looked down and gasped in wonder that her body had completely absorbed her half of the dildo! The Queen looked up into Amira's face and the two couldn't help locking into another long, delicious, kiss.

When they were done, Amira sat back and positioned the shaft right at her own love canal. Her eyes rolled back at first contact but she had a much easier time taking it in due to her vast experiences with the long probe. They both moaned in pleasurable agony when their pussies finally met and threw their heads back.

"YES!!!", cheered Amira.

"OH GOD, THAT FEELS SO GOOD!!!", screamed Jasmine.

Both women settled down to begin the joyful work of fucking as many orgasms out of their lover as possible. Their toned stomachs rippled as their hips rolled and thrusted, each woman not only trying to force the dildo deeper into the other woman but also intent on keeping their pussies in constant contact. Predictably, Jasmine came first, given that her inexperienced body had on idea how to process so much pleasure at once. She also came second, third, and fourth as the orgasms erupted at a quick tempo.

But each succeeding eruption had a reduced impact on Jasmine's body as she became more accustomed to powers that lay within the dildo. Slowly, function returned to her brain and with great determination and concentration, Jasmine learned how to slow the advance of the large cock. She learned how to grab it with her vaginal muscles and use its previously untapped power to push the invading probe back to where it came from, Amira's twat.

The red-skinned genie's eyes went wide as she felt her grip loosen on the phallus and it begin to penetrate deeper within. Both hands reached out and grabbed onto Jasmine's thighs as she braced herself in an attempt to fight back against the sudden reversal in penetration.

"FUCK!", Amira screamed out when her hands slipped away and she fell with her back flat on the floor and felt Jasmine thrust the cock in and out of her at a rapid fire pace. Her first orgasm shot through her like a cannon. Then her second followed right after and, before long, an uninterrupted train of volcanic explosions ripped through the magical beauty as she came again and again.

"YES! YES!! YES!!!!!", screamed the genie in jubilation, not only because her body was split in two by the giant cock but because Jasmine had passed the final test.

Now certain of victory, Jasmine finally let herself go and released the backlog of cum that had built within her. Secretions sprayed out of the sealed cunts, finding nooks and crevices between the vaginal lips and the dildo. The two women exchanged an endless series of orgasms before they collapsed onto their backs in a heap of exhaustion, the two of them still connect by cunt and cock.

Part VI

Jasmine's eyes flickered open when all sorts of contradictory stimuli confused her brain enough to cause her to wake. There was the wonderful warmth and weight of Amira's thigh draped over hers, but her own was numb. There was the delicious stickiness between her pussy and Amira's, but it made for an irritating squeak when whenever it moved against the dildo. Finally, her body seemed to have enough of its artificial visitor and wanted to get rid of the phallus immediately. Jasmine moaned lightly as she slowly disentangled herself and let out a surprising "Oh!", when she finally felt the dildo leave her body and the rush of air that consumed the cavity within her.

She staggered over to the bathroom, the first time she had entered it ever since Amira had conjured the whole room from thin air. She relieved herself first before she went to the warm, inviting waters of the bubbling bath. She stepped in slowly, letting her body get used to the heat of the water before settling down on a bench and resting her head against the ledge. She closed her eyes and her mind immediately filled with erotic images consumed with all of the things she'd endured over this most recent chapter of her life. Automatically, her hand snaked down to her pussy, now slick again in the depths of the bath, and she began to expertly masturbate herself.

She started slow, teasing herself at first. As her breathing shortened, she picked up the pace, putting one, then two fingers deep inside of her and she used her other hand to massage her tit and play with her nipple. The orgasm that finally came wasn't volcanic, but it was a nice, soothing one that calmed her and let her luxuriate in the wonderful bath conjured by Amira. And, suddenly, Amira was there sitting next to her, as if the mere thought of the red-skinned beauty could conjure her presence.

They sat shoulder to shoulder in the bubbling waters, both content to merely sit comfortably next to each other, in satisfied silence. When the time was right, they turned their heads to look into each other's eyes. One pair, a soft shade of hazelnut, while the other contained specks of gold and red. Amira smiled happily and opened her mouth to speak the words she'd wanted to ever since she laid eyes on the beautiful queen, "You're ready."

Tears welled up in the Queen's eyes and she put her head in her hands as sobs of happiness wracked her body. She couldn't believe it and, in her most despairing moments, she had wondered if she would ever be deemed satisfactory in Amira's eyes. She was so, so happy for the chance to finally go back home and reclaim her life. Happily, she leaned in to kiss Amira in gratitude. As her head moved closer, her body stiffened with arousal, ready to devour every bit of her teacher and lover.

However, a deep rumble within the cave immediately interrupted those thoughts. Large chunks of rock from the ceiling began to fall, narrowly missing the pair of beauties.

"Woah! Look out Your Majesty, we have to go!", shouted Amira as she magically waved away the luxe bedroom to leave the two of them standing naked on the hard floor of the cave. The red-skinned beauty quickly summoned the magic carpet and unceremoniously threw the Queen onto the rug before the carpet whisked straight for the entrance at a breathtaking speed. Jasmine held on to the carpet's fibers so hard that her knuckles turned white as she refused to loosen her grasp. She felt Amira's form on her back, making sure the Queen didn't fall off while they made their escape.

They made it through the opening just before it collapsed into the desert sands from which it came. The carpet landed softly not too far away and Queen and genie lay on their back, breathing in relief from such a close call while staring at the night sky. When she finally had her wits back, Jasmine sat up and asked, "Why did the Cave of Wonders do that? I didn't touch anything else in there!"

Amira gave a nonchalant shrug as if she had no clue and simply said, "No idea, maybe the Cave just got sick of us." She then looked at Jasmine expectantly. A brief moment of confusion passed through Jasmine's eyes until comprehension came, her promise! The Queen stood up to her full height, her naked body proudly on display and said in a clear voice, "I, Jasmine, the Queen of Agrabah, wish for the freedom of the genie, Amira."

Immediately, two flashes of brilliant light emitted from the ruby clasps on Amira's gold bracelets. The lights grew brighter and brighter, blinding the two women until the bracelets snapped off with a giant clap of noise. As suddenly as it came, the light vanished and Amira stared in disbelieving amazement at her now bare wrists. It finally happened, she was free.

She looked up and saw Jasmine's beautiful eyes stare back at her with a look of pure joy. That was enough for the genie who whooped in exultation and constantly rubbed at her wrists to convince herself that, yes, the bracelets were finally gone. She looked at Jasmine again as a free woman and her eyes swept over the nude, perfect form of the Queen. Her body had an almost ethereal quality as it reflected the light from the full moon and endless stars that shone in the desert sky. A hunger that she had never had before seized her and she wanted nothing more than to fuck the beautiful woman to exhaustion.

For the rest of the night, the sounds of animalistic pleasure interrupted the silent peace of the desert as Jasmine and Amira made love to each other at a relentless pace on top of the carpet. The moon fell closer to the horizon as each hour passed and it was only at the break of dawn did the two beauties finally pause for a break. They were ready to leap at each other again when Amira's ultra-sensitive hearing and superior eyesight detected the sound of hoofbeats and the subtle plume of dust in the air which indicated the eventual approach of someone on horseback. "Too bad", she thought to herself. Despite the uncountable amount of time she had spent with the Queen, Amira's body craved more. But it would do no good if they were discovered.

"My Queen, it is time for us to go our separate ways."

Jasmine nodded in understanding, she too had detected there was something amiss.

"The carpet will take you to wherever you want to go, it will understand what you want." Jasmine nodded again, sadder now that the departure from someone she had shared so many intimacies with was no imminent.

"But, we have one more thing to do. Lie on your back", Amira commanded. A surprised Jasmine complied without hesitation and opened her legs to lewdly display her needy pussy. She didn't know what Amira wanted, but she hoped whatever it was would get her off one last time. She used her hands to massage her tits and tweak her nipples in an effort to further entice the genie.

Amira stared at the erotic display with a growing hunger. But the hoofbeats were coming closer by the second and there wasn't enough time. She leaned forward onto her hands and knees and crawled towards Jasmine's prone form. She dipped her head towards the Queen's waiting cunt and deeply inhaled the intoxicating scent that drove her wild with passion. Amira extended her tongue to its fullest length and gave Jasmine's pussy a very long, very slow lick.

Jasmine threw her head back in shock and pleasure. For the first time, Amira's tongue on her pussy caused an incredibly warm sensation on her pussy and that warmth permeated throughout her body. She squeezed her tits in response and lightly moaned until the warmth dissipated. She looked at Amira and hoped to find an explanation for why one lick caused such a sensation. Amira conjured a mirror and held it at an angle so Jasmine could see her pussy. The Queen gasped in delight at what she saw. The inner lips of her vagina were now tinted in red and gold, Amira's colors. Jasmine stared in wonder and was excited at the thought that a part of the genie would always remain within her.

"It is my mark", Amira explained. "Any woman who dares to challenge you will quake in its presence. In their hearts, they will know that I am a part of you and it will bring fear to them." Jasmine was so moved by this gesture, that she was ready to pounce on Amira, but those thoughts were interrupted by the now audible sounds of the approaching horses.

"Quickly, my Queen!", said Amira. First, she snapped her fingers to provide clothing for the two of them. Jasmine in her traditional blue outfit and herself in a sheer blouse and pants that hid nothing. She grabbed Jasmine and they gave each other a quick, far too short, kiss before Amira spun and vanished into thin air. Jasmine grabbed a firm hold of the magic carpet and in her mind formed an image of the trap door that led into the tunnel to take her back into Agrabah. Instantly, the carpet zoomed at lightning speed and, once again, Jasmine held on while the desert sands flew below her. Before she knew it, the carpet landed softly just a few feet from the trap door. Despite Jasmine having closed it when she last left, she assumed it must have been months, she was able to find it easily. She found the handle, pulled, and was delighted when it opened easily. She turned around to see if the carpet was still there but it had vanished while she was busy with the door.

Jasmine stared for a minute at the sands. The last time she was in this spot, she had been a mentally weak, almost defeated girl. Now, for the first time in her life, she felt like a powerful, sexually dominant woman. She stepped into the tunnel and began her walk back with a purposeful stride. The tunnel didn't look all that different. It was still dirty, but she could see better because it was now daybreak and sunlight filtered through the shafts. The walk back was quicker this time and before she knew it, she was back within the palace walls.

She did not see any workers about and knew that they did not start work on this part of the palace until later in the day. Good, she did not want her arrival to be noted so soon. She quickly scurried towards the palace and up to her chambers where she was astonished to find her lady-in-waiting lounging on the ottoman. Jasmine was shocked that the woman was dressed in the same clothes as when she left, how could that be possible?

Jasmine approached the sleeping figure and gently put a hand on the older woman's shoulder. The lady-in-waiting jerked at the touch and looked up in surprise to see Jasmine's face.

"Your Majesty!", the lady-in-waiting almost shouted while rising to her feet. "Did something go wrong? I did not expect you back so soon!"

Once again, Jasmine was confused. The time she spent wandering the desert and fucking Amira had to total weeks, if not months. "My lady", she said gently, "I think you and I have differ on the meaning of the word soon".

But the lady-in-waiting shook her head and pointed to a calendar near Jasmine's bed that was always kept up to date. The Queen looked at it and was shocked to see that she had only been gone a day. Impossible! How could that be? She shook her head in amazement while listening to her lady-in-waiting's insistence that barely a day had passed since she left the palace walls. Incredible, Jasmine thought to herself, it seemed that time was just one wonder in the Cave of Wonders. But it was now time for business.

"Where is the Sultan?"

"He is still away to the east to learn more about the potential Mongol threat. He will not be expected for several weeks."

Good, Jasmine thought to herself, she would deal with Aladdin later.

"Is the chief courtesan still in the harem?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, she is there."

"Inform her that I will have audience with her tomorrow afternoon in the same place as our last encounter. Tell her I look forward to continuing our discussion." The lady-in-waiting nodded her head and made for the door to carry out Jasmine's instruction. The Queen's eyes then caught sight of the bath in her chambers and visions of the delights she had experienced with the bathing girls swam through her head. Her nipples stiffened and her pussy began to leak, how could she be so horny again already? Oh well, it didn't matter. She spoke again before the lady-in-waiting left the room, "Before you do that; I would like to have a bath."

Part VII

Her parched mouth and the sticky warmth she felt on her front and back sides is what caused Jasmine to stir awake. She raised her head in a stupor and was momentarily surprise to see that she was encased between the lithe, nude forms of the bathing girls from the previous night. She smiled to herself as she saw the expressions of complete sexual satisfaction on their faces. They did their best to try and match their queen's sexual stamina, but in the end, they fell like dominoes, and Jasmine was only able to fall asleep after masturbating herself furiously to multiple orgasms for over an hour.

Once she eased herself out of bed, she called for her lady-in-waiting and ordered her to remove the bathing girls and begin her preparations for the day. Judging by the position of the sunlight as it streamed into her room, Jasmine knew she had at least two hours before she was expected at the harem. Jasmine observed herself in the mirror while a small army of attendants bustled around her. She couldn't help but notice the differences in her demeanor and self-confidence. The last time she had sat in this room and looked at herself, she was simply a girl, unsure of her place in the world. Now, she was a woman and ready to fight for what was hers.

Once declared ready, Jasmine stood up and allowed herself to be clad in a flowing white robe that covered her completely. Someone opened the door to the hallway and she stepped out with a purposeful stride, her forever loyal lady-in-waiting by her side. They quickly reached the door and it was answered quickly after a brief knock. The same beautiful courtesan from before answered the door sporting a similar, sheer outfit. She gave the Queen a look of disdain and disbelief until the Queen returned it with such a withering glare supported by the power of her position and newfound confidence that the courtesan instinctively lowered her eyes in respect. A small fear gripped the courtesan's heart as she realized this was not the same woman who stood at this door just days ago.

Now complacent, the courtesan bowed her head and quickly led the Queen down the familiar halls, past the rooms with the latticed windows which were all now noticeably empty. Clearly, the word was out about the Queen's arrival. Good.

Soon, Jasmine entered into the now familiar room and was not surprised at the large crowd of glorified whores who had gathered hoping to witness a repeat of the Queen's past humiliation. However, what got her attention was the breathtaking sight of Min seated so imperiously atop the divan on the raised dais. Even Jasmine, with her newfound backbone, felt herself take a slight inhale of breath. Min's beauty was exquisite and the raw sexuality that permeated from her body was almost overwhelming. But this time, Jasmine forced herself to look the Chief Courtesan in the eye and begin a brief staring contest between the two beauties that showed neither willing to give an inch to the other.

Languidly, Min eased her slender legs onto the floor and announced as she stood, "It seems Her Majesty did not learn her lesson well enough and has come back to further her education!" The crowd jeered in response as their leader taunted this supposed royal.

Jasmine's eyes flashed with anger at the sheer insolence on display. "It is true, you taught me a lesson and I've learned many others since then. The time for your arrogance ends now." And without waiting for Min, Jasmine abruptly walked in the direction of the pillowed circular arena. The crowd parted in amazement as they watched the robed Queen stride as if she didn't even recognize their presence. Min was shocked too; this was definitely not the same Jasmine! A smile came to her face as she remembered the thrill she got from making Jasmine's awesome, naked body submit to her will and making the Queen beg for more. If the Queen wanted another round of the same, then why not?

Min followed Jasmine's sexy body, its perfection such that it couldn't even be hidden under a flowing robe. They walked to the center of the circle as the crowd gathered on its edge and stood feet apart. The Chief Courtesan began her striptease, carefully removing one sheer linen after the other, and slowly revealing her powerful, nude body. Seeing the Queen's flared nostrils, shortness of breath, wide eyes, and heaving breasts, were all the signs Min needed to know the devastating effect her body was having on the royal. Her nipples began to grow stiff in the open air at the thought of embracing Jasmine's hot body in just a short amount of time.

Remembering their last encounter, Min signaled for her two senior courtesans to disrobe the Queen but Jasmine quickly motioned for them to stop. Instead, she shrugged off her robe. And the whole audience gasped.

The Queen stood there, proudly, but not in her normal, light blue attire. Instead, the outfit she wore was bright red, the same one she wore when she distracted the vazir Jaffar, and exuded a raw, overwhelming sexual power.

Min's mouth went dry at the luscious sight and her body reacted instantly. If possible, her nipples became harder and her pussy began to dampen as she watched the Queen casually disrobe until she was wonderfully nude. In a brief moment of lucidity, Min wondered what type of lessons in competitive love could the Queen have learned in just a few days.

Drawn to each other, the two of them approached, every step bringing them closer until they could feel the other's body heat. They stopped when just a few inches separated them and they could feel the other woman's hot breath wash over her own face and inhale the wonderful fragrance. They stared into each other's eyes with a mixture of desire and hate, both wanting nothing more than to devour each other. It seemed that they stood like that for an eternity before someone from the audience, no one knew who, shouted the word that everyone waited for, "Begin!"

The two women launched themselves into each other, their bodies meeting with a smack of flesh that reverberated throughout the cavernous room. In no time, hands placed on the backs of a head, their lips were sealed together and kissed as a way to titillate the other woman and establish dominance. Their free arm snaked around the other woman's back and grabbed a firm hold of an ass that rippled and flexed within their grip.

Despite her increased awareness of the Queen's new sexual prowess, Min was still taken aback by the force and skill displayed by Jasmine's lips and tongue. The courtesan had to use every skill and technique at her disposal to ensure that she didn't choke on the Queen's tongue. But it was hard to not be overwhelmed. Jasmine's fingers deftly explored every crevice of the courtesan's impressive backside. She effectively poked, prodded, massaged, and teased every sensitive spot that she came across which sent a cacophony of distracting and pleasurable stimuli to Min's almost overloaded mind.

Jasmine continued her unrelenting digital assault. She readily sensed Min's unsteadiness and decided to press her advantage. She slithered her hand from Min's back to her front. After a brief tease of the courtesan's sopping wet pussy, she easily plunged two fingers into the slut's cunt, and ruthlessly pumped her fingers in and out.

"OH FUCK!!", Min bellowed as she snapped her head back in agony as her body writhed in pleasure. She had never been so overwhelmed, so quickly before, and her bones began to quiver like jelly. She tried to retaliate by getting her fingers onto the Queen's equally wet slit, but her legs began to give way, and she slowly began to sink on her knees to the bedded floor. Jasmine followed her descent inch by inch until the two of them settled onto the floor.

But she pressed forward again, this time by planting kisses all over Min's face, ears, and neck. Soon the royal slut was where she belonged; on her back, moaning like the common whore that she was. Min's groans increased in pitch and volume as she was dominated like never before. She screamed in agony as Jasmine's fingers and thumb freely probed her cunt and played with her clit.

Before long, her body finally relented. Min's eyes shot open and she tilted her head back as her body stiffened.

"Ah, AHHH, AHHH!!!!!!", she screamed in the utmost expression of pleasure while an epic orgasm engulfed her like never before. She pumped her pelvis up and down, while one eruption of cum after another shot out of her pussy and onto Jasmine's fingers and hands that continued its unceasing assault.

Min's body finally went limp as the last orgasm petered out of her and Jasmine slipped her fingers out when she felt there were no more to come. She brought the dripping fingers to her mouth and languidly licked them, content in her ability to draw first blood. She had no illusions that the battle was over, but it was a confidence booster that she dominated this first round so easily.

Even now, she could see the chief courtesan's impressive chest began to rise and fall with more regularity which meant her breathing was coming back under control. The nipples were still rock-stiff and they pointed directly at Jasmine's pair when Min sat up to show she was fully recovered.

"Very impressive, Your Majesty", Min said in a cold voice. She continued, "I see that you've learned much in the past few days."

Jasmine smiled with such arrogance that it was almost a sneer. She replied, "You are correct, Chief Courtesan. And one of the other things I've learned is that the loser must lick the pussy of the winner."

Now it was Min's turn to sneer. "That is correct, but Her Majesty has forgotten one key fact. You still owe me my spoils from our last encounter."

For a brief moment, the Queen was startled until she realized that the Asian beauty had a point. Now how to resolve this dispute? Then a solution that was so simple struck her like a bolt from the blue. Jasmine looked at Min with a huge smile on her face and proposed, "we eat each other."

Min's smile instantly transformed from sneer into a smile full of lust and hunger. "Yes", she barely croaked out of her throat as the thought of what promised to be a long and delicious 69 session loomed ahead.

Simultaneously, Jasmine leaned back so she lay on the floor and Min leaned forward to crawl towards her prey not unlike a hungry panther. She took the long way round and ended her journey with her eyes staring into Jasmine's almond-shaped ones while she faced the Queen's feet. After a brief second of staring into each other's eyes, the Asian beauty moved forward a bit and began an upside down kiss with the Queen. The kiss didn't last long though because both women were focused on the task at hand but the separation of lips was reluctant.

Also reluctant were the brief stops that Min made at Jasmine's mountains. She kissed her way up each tit and gave quick licks and kisses to the Queen's stiff nipples. Min groaned as she felt Jasmine's tongue and lips reciprocate those actions on her own tits. Min and Jasmine made sure to coat every square inch of bare flesh that they could as the chief courtesan continued to crawl forward until both women finally came face to face with their nemesis's pussy.

They both gasped in shock and amazement at the sight that greeted them.

"Cunt!", seethed Min. The tenor of her admonishment caused a slight vibration in Jasmine's pussy lips.

"You bitch!", hissed Jasmine. Her warm breath wafted over and tickled her rival's cunt.

Jasmine couldn't believe it. The inner lips of Min's pussy, which she had never seen before, were colored purple and silver! Now it made sense how such a cheap slut had come to be so sexually gifted, she learned it from another magical being!

Min was in equal awe as she saw the Queen's inner lips lined in red and gold. That explained Jasmine's rapid improvement in sexual warfare.

Both women trembled at the thought that their opponent learned her skills under the tutelage of a magical creature. However, it was of some comfort to know the fight would occur on equal footing.

"I'm going to eat you alive, whore." Min almost spat the words into Jasmine's open cunt.

"The only whore is you and before long I'll have you on your back moaning like one again!", an undeterred Jasmine shot back.

Both women raged at the insults and plunged their heads forward to show the other woman just who was better at eating pussy. Tongues touched pussies simultaneously and their minds instantly teleported to a most erotic image. Two beautiful, feminine forms, one who's skin was red and the other purple, deep in the throes of a raging 69 battle.

And in another instant, their minds teleported back to their present situation, tongue deep into a hated rival's succulent pussy. But the message was clear to both combatants. They weren't just fighting each other, they were also competing on behalf of their magical mentor as she fought her most hated rival on another plane of existence.

"Mmmmm, mmmmm, oooooh." Jasmine's moans were barely audible while her tongue lapped in and around Min's pussy. She busied herself with licking up every drop of tasty pussy juice from Min's previous explosions. She knew herself to be a skilled cuntlicker but Min was proving herself as equally adept. It took Jasmine's utmost concentration to not only ignore the bolts of pleasure going straight from her pussy into her brain but also to continue to eat the courtesan out.

But she couldn't hold on forever. She hadn't cum yet and Min was too good.

"OOOOHHHHH", she moaned loudly over and over again as a gigantic climax overtook her sex-loving body. She threw her head back and screamed as loud as she could while she could feel the chief courtesan's tongue violate her in ways she didn't think was possible and bring about even more eruptions.

If Min had any illusions that the rip roaring orgasms were enough to defeat the Queen, they were quickly dispelled when her tongue went right back to work as soon as she recovered. While licking up every bit of delicious royal cream that she could, she felt Jasmine's lips purse around her clit and begin to lovingly suckle on the achingly stiff rod. The Queen's fingers entered the foray to trace and tease every inch of Min's labia before they finally slipped in, curled, and found her g-spot.

Min's eyes grew wide in shock. Her body went stiff in anticipation and her grip on Jasmine's perfect ass was so tight one wondered whether they would leave permanent marks.

"FUCKING GODDDD!!!!"

The watching harem all flinched as their leader's screams pierced through them. They were sensual women, experienced in the arts of love, but the primal energy of Min's bellows was startling even to them.

For the next two hours, Jasmine and Min kept their mouths glued to their hated rivals ceaselessly dripping cunt. They introduced fingers and their fists. They attacked the other's asshole. If they attacked the pussy with a tongue, then they would finger the asshole. If they were tonguing the delicious rosebud, then their fingers were deep into the other woman's vaginal canal.

The sensual attacks they unleashed on each other, enough to likely kill a mere mortal, were nevertheless devastating to the two women, each who wondered in their rational moments whether it was possible to die from constant ejaculation. But that didn't stop them. They rolled around the huge bedded circle, trading positions without stopping. Jasmine on top. Min on top. Side to side. They didn't care. All that mattered was to draw every last ounce of cum from their rival.

Finally, their bodies just gave out. One second, their tongues were deep into the other woman's pussy and in the next, it was as if their bodies said, "Enough!", at the same time, and their eyes and bodies suddenly became heavy with exhaustion. They had been on their sides when the fatigue hit and were able to safely roll onto their backs and settle into a much needed rest.

A brief murmur of disappointment rippled through the crowd. They had just seen the most intense, fantastic, 69 contest ever, and it had ended in a whimper instead of a bang. As they saw the glorious racks of the Queen and Chief Courtesan rise and fall in a steady rhythm, the courtesans began to recognize this may not be a quick rest. Unsure what to do now, they looked around in confusion. However, one of the senior courtesans quickly took charge. She noted the angle of the sun indicated darkness would arrive soon and ordered the remaining women to begin lighting the torches that lined the harem. She expressed confidence that there was more to come.

[JB57]

Looking forward to reading this!

JB

[dwcole8]

Really, really like this story = cool.

Is this your first story here, would like to read more from you.

[YuriLesboLover]

I absolutely love Amira. A sensual Goddess and passionate lover.

[dnld0118]

Part VIII

Flames dancing beyond the veils of her eyelids was what startled Jasmine back into the woken world. She exhaled mightily to ease the fatigue out of her bones and could hear a similar sound nearby from Min. The women awoke to a harem that barely caught the rays of a fading sun but was illuminated by the many torches that burned in the sconces along the walls. Not only did the torches keep the rooms lit, they also kept the chill of the desert from entering into the harem.

Queen and Chief Courtesan both stared daggers into each other's eyes once their consciousness had full revived. Min spoke first.

"Not too bad for a Royal Cunt", she taunted.

Instead of saying anything, Jasmine sat up and spun on her ass until her feet faced Min's direction. She rested back on her hands and spread her legs wide to proudly display the full beauty of her still dripping pussy that was dotted with her liquids. Min's eyes devoured the sight with a growing hunger.

"This is truly a Royal Cunt, whore, let's see if you can handle it."

Min mirrored her pose and they both inched closer and closer together until the silky skin of their thighs met and brushed against each other which elicited some soft coos. They both stopped when their pussies were mere inches apart, close enough where one could feel the heat radiate from the other.

Another brief staring contest ensued as each woman girded herself for the battle's continuation. At an unspoken signal, they slightly reared their asses back and plunged their center directly into the other woman.

"OH. MY. GOD!!!!"

"FUCK ME!!!!"

Both beautiful women threw their heads back in shock as the colored labial lips, gifted to them by their magical tutors, met for the first time and an explosion of heat, unlike anything they'd felt before, rippled through their bodies.

It was only a miracle that kept that from exploding into a puddle of cum right away but their arms buckled and they found themselves flat on their back. In their one moment of rational thought, they both thought to grab the other woman's leg that was closest to them, anchor it between their tits, and hold on for dear life.

With their eyes closed and mouths open, they both rotated their hips in opposite directions to rub and drill their slits into each other. They fucked with no regard for trying to make the other woman cum first. Deep down, they knew it was a war of attrition and focusing on who came first was just a waste of energy.

Screams loud enough to rattle the walls and shake the torches soon followed as the first of many orgasms began to flow unimpeded. They fucked and fucked on their backs and held on to the other woman's leg as hard as possible to give them the leverage they needed to drive their pussy hard and deep.

The fucking they endured and delivered terrified the women of the harem who watched in awe. But instead of tiring, the battling beauties seemed like they were getting a second wind. As one they both released the other woman's leg and found the strength to lift their backs up by bracing their hands on the floor until their faces and tits were barely separated by space.

With one final push of their hands, they wrapped their arms around each other's backs. The screams they emitted from the clash of their powerful tits colliding were immediately silenced when their lips reconnected and engaged in a tongue-twisting kiss fight. Now they fucked and fought with every part of their upper bodies in direct contact.

Impossibly, they pumped their pussies and thrust their hips harder and higher than before with one orgasm after another tearing through them.

Min slowly massaged her hands down the Queen's bare back before grabbed a firm hold of Jasmine's ass. She rocked back slightly and launched forward and pushed until it was too late for a flailing Jasmine to prevent being forced onto her back.

The movement caused them to break their kiss and quickly reposition their legs so they were tightly intertwined.

"SHIT!", screamed Jasmine as she realized she was now on the ropes.

Min glared into the Queen's eyes before she rested her cheek onto hers and pressed the other woman's head against the floor.

"I've got you know, fucker. I've got you now", she repeated as she bore even more pressure onto the prone Queen.

"OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCK ME!!!!", Jasmine shrieked at the top of her lungs as her legs splayed and one orgasm after another shot out of her in rapid-fire fashion. She pumped so much cum that it spilled out from between their sealed cunts and drained onto the bedding.

"YES! YES! YES! CUM FOR ME YOU ROYAL BITCH!!!!", a joyful Min bellowed as she couldn't help but explode in her own intense series of orgasms when she felt the rush of cum rush into her own snatch.

The two women traded orgasms for several minutes before Min felt Jasmine's grip slacken and seeing her eyes close. She briefly collapsed onto the Queen before rolling off confident that she had won.

But her eyes opened in surprise, and maybe a little horror, when no more than a few seconds later, Jasmine turned her body and rested it directly onto to Min's.

They groaned as their bodies met again, now with every inch perfectly lined up. Jasmine's lips sought Min and they kissed aggressively while snaking their arms around each other to grab a firm hold of the other woman's backside.

Jasmine broke the kiss which released a spray of spit. She briefly glared into Min's eyes before saying, "It's going to take more than that, slut."

Before Min could retort, the Queen plunged her lips down again and powered her pussy too and the two women resumed their body to body fuck.

For the next several hours, the gorgeous creatures fucked with inhuman stamina as they switched sexual positions, alternated who was on top while keeping their pussies locked together for as long as possible.

The sexual energy they generated finally started to break through even the hardened women of the harem who found their arousal levels reaching a peak that was too much to deny. The 40 or so women of the harem first started by touching themselves through their clothing. Then they disrobed to offer better access. Before long, they began to partner into groups of two or three.

Jasmine and Min were now fuckfighting in the center of a ring of a lesbian orgy.

The screams that pierced the air from the joyful expressions of pleasure that came from the harem soon became loud enough that they even penetrated the sex-saturated consciousness of the combating women. Both dark-haired beauties were startled enough to briefly disengage from the sexfight and were shocked at the wanton display of nudity and sex that orbited them.

Inadvertently, their grip on the other woman tightened. And, somehow, their levels of arousal increased. Maybe it was from fucking each other for so long and the copious amounts of bodily fluids that they had exchanged, but they both had the same idea at the same time when they turned to face each other.

"I'm going to fuck every whore in your stable into the ground," sneered Jasmine.

"Maybe", Min allowed before a sneer of her own formed on her face, "but not before I do."

They grabbed the backs of each other's heads and exchanged a hard, but brief, kiss before they broke apart and crawled in opposite directions towards the writhing mass of flesh. Without so much of a glance at one of the women, Min and Jasmine simply picked one at random and pulled her by the hair until she was separated from the crowd. They then half-walked and half-dragged them back to the center of the circle where they were thrown down next to each other.

The Queen and the Chief Courtesan leapt onto their prey. Min immediately began to fuck her underling, another woman from the Far East. Jasmine was delighted to discover that the one she had pulled was one of the courtesans who had helped disrobe her before her very first sexfight against Min.

The senior courtesan's look of contempt at the Queen was quickly matched and promptly dispelled once Jasmine's mouth and pussy enveloped hers.

A sexual frenzy that had never been seen before within the harem's decadent walls erupted. Min and Jasmine fucked through the courtesans at a rapid pace. Once they finished with a woman, they discarded her to the side, and went back to the ever shrinking orbit to fuck another.

To increase her tempo, Jasmine grabbed two courtesans. She rode her pussy against one in a reverse trib while she ate the other one out. Min quickly followed suit.

When they were finished with their half of the circle, the two women switched sides and began to fuck their way through the women their opponent had just plowed. Frenzied shrieks of pleasure reverberated throughout the cavernous room as the palace whores succumbed once again to the supernatural fucking from the Queen and their leader.

The frenzy finally ended when Jasmine and Min rammed their pussies down one last time onto the two women who were plucked from the crowd so many hours ago. Their screams echoed off the walls and were enough to make the dimming light from the torches flicker. Indeed, the orgy had gone on for so long, that the lights from the torches had almost extinguished and the rays of dawn were beginning to emerge.

Once again in the center were Min and Jasmine but this time they breathed in huge gulps of air. Their hair was wet, stringy, and sticky with dried cum. They sat on all fours, delirious in their sexual fervor while the whores around them groaned. What was once ecstasy for these ladies eventually turned to agony as their tits and pussies chafed from the persistent fucking. Jasmine and Min, probably thanks to the gifts bestowed on them from their magical tutors, bore no such ill effects on their bodies.

Their eyes met again when they had recovered to a point where they were ready to go again. Magnetically attracted, their bodies crawled and inched towards each other, but fatigue caused their progress to be slow. When they finally met, their lips collided first and they tilted their heads to kiss and let their tongues play.

In between kisses and licks, they taunted each other.

"This is it bitch, we don't stop until one of us can't go on anymore."

"Oh yes, I'll fuck you until you drop."

"Cunt."

"Whore."

Their bodies grew closer with each word until they were ready to collide in the most erotic way but they stopped short when they felt something strange and solid on the top of their hands. They looked down and were astonished to see a huge, multi-colored dildo had suddenly appeared before them and was lying on the ground.

They looked at it in awe and from the colors immediately guessed from where it came. Each half of the dildo was different colors, one half ruby red inlaid with intricate gold designs. The other half was a deep purple that streaked with silver highlights.

It was now obvious on how to conclude the battle. They each grabbed one end, Min the red and gold one, and Jasmine the purple and silver, and directed their open cunts at their end of the phallus. From the briefest of touches, it was clear that the dildo self-lubricated and needed no additional supplement to ease passage into its final destinations.

With a firm grip on each end, both women scooted their asses forward an inch at a time. Deep breaths ensued when the magical phallus touched their colored labia for the first time, red and gold meeting purple and silver. In a way, there were three different battles occurring in the same sexfight.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck", moaned Min as the dildo broke past her lips and penetrated her vaginal walls which instantly collapsed onto the invading probe.

"Shiiiiiit, that's good," cooed Jasmine as she felt herself getting filled like never before.

They scooted forward until their cunts swallowed every inch of the dildo and their pussy lips finally met with a light kiss.

Now it was war.

Jasmine and Min clenched the dildo with every ounce of might that was contained within their vaginal muscles. Desperate for any sort of leverage, their hands flailed until they caught each other's and held on tightly to each other's hands while flat on their backs.

For the observer, it was impossible to tell who was winning. Orgasmic screams exploded out of them at random times, sometimes one, sometimes the other, sometimes both. Cum spewed from the sealed cunts like molten lava and the dildo was barely visible as both women valiantly fought cunt to cunt while being penetrated to within an inch of their lives.

Inside their cunts, the mystic forces of red/gold and purple/silver fought their own individual battles, doing battle and trying to keep their mentee from passing out from the overwhelming sexual stimulation.

Jasmine had no idea if she was in heaven, hell, or some other plane of existence. She just kept on pumping her hips and held on to Min's hands with a death grip. She didn't know if she wanted to stop, could stop, or would stop. Her pussy burned with a fire she'd never felt before, her tits were more swollen than ever, and her nipples felt like they could scratch diamonds.

Min was on the verge of questioning reality. She had never been challenged like this before and, deep down, she knew there was no way she'd ever feel as sexually satisfied with anyone else. She didn't want it to stop. Somehow, she could feel a slight lag in Jasmine's thrusts and made one last effort to finish the royal bitch once and for all.

Jasmine felt the oncoming onslaught and was ready to fall into a pit of despair at the thought of losing when the image of her husband, the Sultan Aladdin, appeared in her mind. In that moment, she remembered why she was fighting and with a renewed determination, grabbed the dildo even harder and thrust even faster.

"OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCK!!!!!!!", yelled Min at the top of her lungs in a scream so terrifying in volume that it raised goosebumps on the skin of the women of the harem.

Min was not prepared at all for Jasmine's renewed push and her concentration slipped just enough that she last her grip on Jasmine's hands. The Queen immediately grabbed a firm hold of Min's leg while the Chief Courtesan fumbled for something, anything at all while trying to avoid getting fucked out of her mind.

But it was to no avail. Min succumbed to one devastating orgasm after another and her body finally began to shut down. Jasmine could feel the fight drain out of Min and wanted to finish her off pussy to pussy. With little effort, she was able to slide off the dildo and yank it out of Min's cunt. Rivers of cum spewed out of their pussies from the removal of the magical dam. Jasmine threw the phallus to the side and leapt onto the prone Min.

Out of reflex more than desire, Min immediately locked her arms around the Queen's back, her voice weak from fatigue but still defiant.

"I'll fuck you, bitch, I'll grind you to du...", she couldn't even finish the sentence before Jasmine clamped her mouth down on Min's and powered her pussy down.

The courtesan tried to counter. With her final burst of effort she made a grab of Jasmine's still firm ass but it was to no avail. The fatigue from the last day of fucking finally caught up to her and the light slowly faded from her eyes as the need for rest was too much to deny. With victory so near, Jasmine thrust even harder until their clits met head on which brought on the final eruption for both of them.

With a wordless scream, Min's head fell back and her eyes closed, asleep before she even hit the ground. A thoroughly exhausted, but satisfied, Jasmine rolled off, the waves of fatigue ready to engulf her. She looked around the room and, one by one, each woman of the harem bowed to her in respect to acknowledge the truth. She had won.

Epilogue, Part I

It was the blazing warmth of the torches, and something else, that finally caused Jasmine to stir awake. A part of her mind understood that the torches were lit because it was night, but why did she feel another source of heat that was closer? She finally had the wherewithal to turn her head and was startled to discover that she and Min had wrapped each other's bodies tightly within their grasp. They must have done it subconsciously while they slept.

The Queen let out a muted grown from the ache in her muscles and moved her limbs a little to get some blood flowing to her extremities. The sounds, movements, and warmth were enough to rouse Min from her slumber and she went through the same process of acclimating herself to her environment.

When their eyes met, they were both surprised that the hate and animosity they previously held for each other wasn't there anymore. They held each other tightly and gently stroked each other's naked bodies but didn't kiss. Instead, they were just content to share this moment of quiet.

"I won", Jasmine said in a quiet, matter-of-fact voice.

"Yes, you did, Your Majesty", Min replied respectfully but with a tremor of fear in her voice at the thought of what revenge the Queen would enact on her.

Jasmine stared long and hard at her former(?) adversary. She had focused all her energy and time on winning, she never once thought what to do once she won. Right now, she was too tired to think. She needed sleep, and a bath.

"Come to my chambers when night falls tomorrow. We will decide what to do then."

Min humbly bowed her head and the two released their hold on each other. Min lay prostate on the floor, knees under her chest and forehead to the ground in supplication as Jasmine unsteadily rose. All of the other women followed their leader and stayed in that position while Jasmine took one slow step after another until she exited the harem on her own two feet.

Outside, she saw her ever faithful lady-in-waiting who, most unusually for her, whooped happily at the sight of the Queen walking out of the harem with pride and victory etched all over her face and body language. The lady-in-waiting quickly wrapped Jasmine in a blanket and the two of them walked, older woman supporting the younger, until they reached the Queen's Chambers. There, the lady-in-waiting did something she hadn't done in a very long time. She personally bathed Jasmine until the Queen was free of every last drop of sweat, grime, and dried cum that had previously stained her body.

Jasmine was grateful, especially for the fact that she was able to enjoy the bath without having to focus on sex. It wasn't long after she was out of the bath and her hair somewhat brushed that the past day's activities really took toll on her and her body was ready to give in to getting a much needed rest in the familiarity of the Queen's own bed. She was asleep before her head hit the pillow.

She was finally woken around late afternoon, just an hour or two before night fell. She needed to get ready for her audience with Min. While being attended to, Jasmine thought, really thought about what needed to be done. Min had been insolent, no question. But was that insolence unwarranted? After all, she held knowledge of the world that Jasmine did not and possessed a beauty that easily equaled her own. Add in her skills in love-making and was it any surprise that Aladdin had fallen under her spell?

If Jasmine banished the Chief Courtesan, she had little doubt that would hurt Aladdin and potentially harm their marriage. Also, just because she won a sexfight didn't mean that she had acquired any greater knowledge of the world to be an asset to her husband. She needed an alternative.

For the rest of the afternoon she mulled the problem in her head and it was just when the knock came at the door did Jasmine eventually realized how she could solve all of her problems at once.

Min entered alone once bidden. Unlike past encounters, this time she wore a simple, long-sleeved tunic. Her face, while still breathtakingly beautiful, no longer held its traditionally haughty demeanor. She stood about 10 feet from the seated Queen, truly unsure of what her future held, and in fear that she would return to the back alleys forced to offer herself for a pittance.

Jasmine enjoyed the moment, it wasn't too long ago when she stood humbly before an arrogantly seated Min and now the tables had completely turned. But she didn't let it last too long and addressed the matter directly.

"When we first met, you were the Sultan's arrogant whore." The Queen spoke with almost a rude arrogance in her voice and Min's shoulders hunched at the judgement that was sure to come.

"That will no longer stand. Instead...you will be my whore."

The Asian woman looked up in surprise and confusion as she tried to figure out the meaning of the Queen's words. Jasmine continued as if she didn't notice Min's reaction.

"From this day forth, you shall serve as Chief Counselor and Personal Courtesan to the Queen. Any advice you have for the Sultan will be spoken only through me. You will no longer speak or touch the Sultan without my explicit permission."

Min almost jumped with joy (she didn't have to leave!) but she kept her composure. But it was hard because as the Queen's Personal Courtesan that meant she would be at Jasmine's beck and call for any of her sexual needs and it was impossible to forget what the two spent almost a day doing to each other. In fact, her nipple became stiff and started to tent through the thin fabric of her tunic. She could feel wetness gather between her legs.

Of course Jasmine observed the lust growing in Min's face. Hell, her own body was dying to wrap itself into Min's as well.

"Take off your tunic", the Queen commanded. Min couldn't obey fast enough. She took it off in a single motion and tossed it to the corner. She now stood gloriously nude before Jasmine.

Jasmine's eyes drank in every inch of the wondrously naked body before her and she wanted nothing more than to throw herself into her courtesan and fuck until neither one of them could go on. But she wanted to fully establish her position first. She stood up.

"Undress me."

Again, Min moved without hesitation and let her nimble fingers fly through the Queen's clothing and efficiently shedding them in record time.

Now both women were fantastically naked and neither could hide, or cared to hide, the desire that grew within them. With her last shred of self control, Jasmine gave her last order.

"Take me to bed."

They tightly wrapped their arms around each other and kissed long and hard. Their bodies crushed together their groans silenced by their tangled tongues. They staggered foot by awkward foot until they more or less crashed into the Queen's bed and quickly repositioned themselves with Min on top.

"Yes, oh, yes", Jasmine moaned as she once again felt the silky flesh of Min's thighs brush against her own.

Min couldn't speak and just moaned as she sidled up Jasmine's body ready to do the Queen's bidding. She leaned her head down so they could kiss again but the Queen stopped her momentum when she placed a finger on Min's lips.

"You fuck me as hard as you can. If I even think you're taking it easy on me, it's back to the alley for you, slut", Jasmine hissed.

A fevered smell crept across Min's face. This was too good to be true.

"Then you'd better settle in for a long ride, whore. Because I won't be done with you until I fuck you dry." And Min powered her face and pussy down into Jasmine's waiting body. It was the first fuck of many to mark the start of their new relationship.

Epilogue, Part II

Aladdin felt elated as he saw the walls of Agrabah approach. It had been three weeks since he left the palace walls and now he was back. His prick pressed hard against his pants and caused him no small amount of discomfort. Yes, he brought some women from the harem with him, but nothing matched the pleasures he received from his Chief Courtesan. It was a difficult decision to not bring her but he wanted her, and the Queen, safe within the palace.

The thought of Jasmine brought a measure of shame to the young Sultan. He knew he had neglected her this past year ever since his sudden elevation but there was little he could do to change reality. Jasmine had lived a pampered, sheltered life, and with Mongol hordes roaming the desert, the insights and guidance provided from Min was invaluable.

The first order he issued upon entrance into his own chamber was to call for the Chief Courtesan after he'd been bathed. A look of utter shock broke across his face when he was told by the guards that if he wanted an audience with Min, he could only find it in the Queen's chamber. What?

Still surprised, all the Sultan could do was dumbly nod before he summoned his attendants for his bath. Why would Min be in Jasmine's chambers? It made no sense, he always worked to keep them separate. It couldn't be anything good for him.

He made the walk to the Queen's chamber, one he couldn't remember when he last made. The guard opened the door for him and when he stepped through, he saw a sight that strained his manhood so hard against his clothes he thought his pants would tear.

There was his wife, the Queen, naked and lying on top of a woman enthusiastically lick and sucking her pussy while the undersides of their tits crushed together. And the other woman was Min who was equally enthusiastic in feasting on the Queen's cunt. Erotic sounds filled the room as the ladies showed no signs of stopping despite the presence of the Sultan who was supposed to be their ruler.

The first explosion rocked Aladdin and spilled his seed inside of his pants and upper thighs. Immediately, his prick swelled again as he saw his wife and Min do things that he only thought about in his wildest fantasies. Well, however it happened, he was happy to see them fulfilled. He began to strip his clothes off, eager to join the fray.

However, just as soon as the last shred of clothing fell, Jasmine immediately sat up off of Min's cunt.

"Stop!", she commanded to Aladdin. Her voice wasn't as strong as it normally would've been because Min was happily munching away at Jasmine's pussy. But the tone of command was unmistakable. Between heavy breaths, Jasmine told Aladdin that tonight he would only get to watch. However, if he behaved, then it was possible he could join tomorrow. More than happy to please, Aladdin found a divan and plopped onto it and joyfully masturbated while watching his dreams come true.

The next morning, everyone finally woke up, sated in one way or another, aside from the cramp in Aladdin's hand. They dressed and sat for breakfast as it was prepared outside and overlooked the city. Aladdin's emotions ran the gamut from shocked to finally acceptance as he listened to Min and Jasmine retell their adventures and of Min's new position within the palace. Under different circumstances, he would have been more eager to dig into various details, but he had his own news to share.

He explained that the oncoming threat was not something he was militarily prepared to handle. He also noted how strange a Mongol horde is and how it was basically a moving town that just picked up and moved within a couple of hours. This included the Mongol chief's harem. Aladdin had the opportunity to meet the Mongol chief's head courtesan and she was indeed a woman of breathtaking beauty and clearly possessed undeniable sexual gifts.

He bragged to the Mongol chief that his own head courtesan was greater in the art of lovemaking than the Mongol's which soon led to a dispute that almost came to arms. The Mongol chief was so confident in the capabilities of his woman that he made a strange offer to Aladdin. The sultan should offer his most gifted lover in sexual combat against the Mongol chief's and if the Sultan's woman won, then the Mongol horde would leave the kingdom untouched. If she lost, then the kingdom would surrender peacefully to the horde. Aladdin accepted the terms because he felt Min would easily defeat her Mongolian counterpart.

Jasmine looked straight into Aladdin's eyes. Never before had he seen her so cool, confident, and sexy. His prick began to rise again as she began to speak. She said, "I agree that the Mongolian whore will lose. However, it will not be to Min. I will defeat her."

[YuriLesboLover]

Amazing work as always. I hope we not only get to see Jasmine take on the Mongol woman but also to see Amira take on Min’s Genie.

[dnld0118]

Thank you so much! Jasmine taking on the Mongol chief's courtesan is definitely something I want to do. I never thought about doing an Amira story, but, yes, one where she takes on Min's genie, hell, even one chronicling Min's story could be interesting as well. Thanks for the great ideas!

Amazing work as always. I hope we not only get to see Jasmine take on the Mongol woman but also to see Amira take on Min’s Genie.

[dwcole8]

YES, Jasmine tit/cunt fight the Mongol woman would be great.
And a genie sex fighting another genie would be mind blowing.
I personally picture the genies going at it inside their genie - - - lamps.