THE FANTASY
Jafar opened the tower door to find a frightened girl with olive skin; her bright green eyes wide in shock and surprise. Wordlessly, he walked with confidence over to a thrown-like chair at the foot of the grand canopy; which Ti'hara stood silently next to. His steps seemed miles apart to her; with her throat dry, she watched what the tall, slim man would do next. He took his black robes off, along with his keffiyeh. He threw them on the back of the thrown chair. Next, he removed a black slim-fitting shirt, starring at her in an eerily stoic manner. He undid his pants and Ti'hara looked awkwardly down, turned her head away, then back around to meet his gaze once again. He smiled inwardly at her flushed face. He's wanted this for so long, he couldn't barely contain his excitement, quite literally; his erect penis sprang out as he let his pants fall to the floor. It delighted him to know it terrified her, HE terrified her.
He sat on the red velvet, golden thrown and propped his head upon his forefinger and thumb, which he sat his elbow on the arm of the chair. With his other hand he reached for a corded tube that was attached to an elegantly shaped giant glass bong. He drew from the pipe and blew out an earthy-citrus smoke. He blew it directly in her direction as he spoke for the first time; the sound delightfully terrified her.
"This will go one of two ways," his silkily slick tone chilled her. "Strip for me...willingly and let me fuck you, or, I will remove your clothing forcefully and still fuck you," he took another long, slow puff of the red and black glass bong with the golden snakes filigree. Blowing directly in her direction again, he said, "you have 10 seconds to decide." Drawing in another puff, he boasted inwardly.
She probably went through every emotion possible, tenfold, within those first few seconds. With an involuntarily quivering lip that she just could not stop she held her head high in bitter defiance; although she sniffled ever so slightly it almost, actually, sounded like she drew in breath. "Might...I..have some music...please," she gasped out trying hard to look away from his glistening dark olive skin that she could visually taste and it would taste like caramel-covered chocolate and honey.
With an outward flick of his middle finger and thumb a song of seduction came from an unknown source. "Krishnas Song" by Karunesh. Slowly, shakily, she started on her shirt same he did. He was up in a flash as soon as her pants hit the dark marble floor of the tower. She instantly drew back but he held her against him as he took the opportunity to push her from him to the wall a few feet away. Her thousandth mistake in trusting a man she met in a brothel bar came from when she turned her head away in effort to not look at him, she exposed her neck to his hungry wanting mouth. He sucked at her misfortune and she whimpered against either his touch or the cold wall. She didn't mean to arch her back so she stuck her pelvis out to him but the wall was freezing and he had captured her face and chin to kiss her deeply. Holding her arms above her he snaked that hand down her form to rest it on the upper back part of her thigh. How he ached for this, quite literally again, as his cock dripped with tempting lust.
He lifted her aching leg and propped it on his hip; making her other leg quiver. Hopefully not wanton lust as she was sure it was the weight of her own body and frightened state. Nevertheless, Jafar noticed and picked her fully up and poked her with his cock once more as he deepened their kiss evermore. With one hand he expertly unclasped her bra in the back. Then he turned on his heel and headed towards the bed. Laying her down gently, his cock throbbed with anticipation, she knew what was to come. She shyed away from him but she was pinned under him, his strong muscled arms barely having to hold her tight.
"Don't get stupid, you were doing so good," he said at just the right silkiness to make her succumb to his spell once more. He latched onto her throat again and spilled kisses down to her chest, stomach, and thighs. The sweet aroma that came from beneath the silken panties made Jafar's mouth water. He thought if he could just hold out for a few more minutes that he'd be swimming in that sweet nectar and buried deep inside her. Her unsure moans told him it was time to remove the obstruction from her lower region. Slowly, he pulled them down kissing everywhere but there as he did. When he finally covered her center with his mouth she was almost sent over the edge.
"No, please, don't," she gasped uneasily. He smiled from beneath her but she didn't notice. She clung to the bed sheets as hard as she could but shivered when she felt two fingers slip inside her and Jafar's thumb encircling her clit. Barely did she open her eyes to look at him that he gradually got faster at pumping his long fingers into her. Squirming, a hot feeling built inside her and very quickly she came onto his hand. Unsatisfied, Jafar placed his mouth directly onto Ti'hara's mound, licking and sucking her. She moaned with uncertain delight and she uncontrollably grabbed hold of his long black hair, she groaned incoherently, "P-pleeeeeeeeassssse..."
An intensity of building lust spilled over a metaphorical cliff as her orgasm raked her body and salivated her mouth. She quivered and groaned as she rode out her orgasm. He licked and swallowed every last drop of her sweet juices and as the last wave overtook her Jafar readied his cock at her slick opening and she looked up at him with lustful ocean-colored eyes. Giving a self-satisfied grin, he looked down at her and grazed her lower lip with his thumb. "You want this just as much as I do," he breathed heavily. He grabbed her chin painfully and pulled her face to meet his. "Don't you?!" he said more roughly and she bobbed her head in agreement. Satisfied with her answer he kissed her deeply, painfully, feverishly.
Before she could catch her breathe he pushed his throbbing hard cock into her soft folds. She gasped and screamed out; in pain or pleasure, she didn't quite know. Slowly, he pulled out and she shivered from his absence. White hot bright lights flickered under her eyelids as he slammed back into her once more. Indiscernible and uncontrollable cries, moans, and screams could be heard while Jafar took Ti'hara's body over and over again.
"You performed...adequately enough," he said baitingly. She stared straight up and ahead as he spoke; her heart pounding and her mind racing. "You shall be rewarded greatly, Ti'hara." She tilted her head so she could look at him. He was already dressed and standing by the bed. She watched as he turned and left the room; locking the door behind him.
Ti'hara woke up to a beam of light filtering in through a curtain. She became immediately aware of the smell of food and coffee. She pushed herself up and swung around to stand beside the bed. No one was there but breakfast and coffee was indeed waiting for her. She scuffled over and picked at the food until she finally just scarfed it down. She had just finished the coffee when Jafar unlocked the tower door and strode coolly inside. Immediately her stomach tightened with such intensity that she dropped the coffee mug. He smiled at her face, grinned so widely she had thought he'd gone mad. Mad? That is what he made her!
Without hesitation, she drew back and punched him square in the jaw. He stumbled, but for only a moment, and he was back on her like the speed of light! Jafar held her face with both hands; gradually squeezing and picking her up by her neck. She held on to his wrists, desperately trying to loosen his grip. Before she knew what had happened she felt the bitter cold of the wall against her bare back. Slammed into the tower wall she saw and felt a white hot fury flash over his entire being. Unsure if she was passing out or just terrified, she whimpered in a cooing-like manner that made Jafar immediately let go of her neck; but, instead, snaked his hands down and around her hips.
He growled into her ear, "I have better ways to punish you than simply putting you out of your misery." He pulled both of her legs up and hoisted her up onto his hips. She bit her lip as he slammed his cock into her; pulling out and thrusting hard once more, he was finally satisfied when she elicited a tiny whimper from her sweet little lips. "You will serve me," he said against her ear, pulling out his long thick member ever so slowly. Thrusting hard into her once more, he captured a gasp and moan before quickly adding, "forever as my concubine." She opened her eyes and stared up at him. "My Slave," he said as he pushed himself back up into her. "ALL MINE!" He exclaimed, she screamed and shook so violently he had to let her ride out her orgasm until he was able to climax.