*** Hey guys just a quick disclaimer, this chapter gets really rough and r*pe does happen, and it's a little more played out than the previous scene with Aladdin and Zahira was. If you don't want to read that, I completely understand. It's a very serious situation and I don't take it lightly. Just know that in the end, I fully intend for Jasmine to have her justice.***

Jasmine continued to pace, thinking hard and trying to come up with some way or another to get herself out of this predicament. She walked naked back and forth in the Warlord Rajesh's room. He had had her locked up in his chambers and vowed that he would be there before long to 'pleasure her with his company', which was exactly what the queen hoped to avoid. She didn't intend to be raped that night.

Darting her eyes about and looking for an escape, she saw that there was but one window that might afford her a way out, but the trouble was that she was far too high in the air to hope to find some safe way down. She decided then that she would have to attack Rajesh and probably take him by surprise in doing so, so that she might have the upper hand against him. She cast her gaze across the room, looking for something that could be used as a weapon of some sorts. It seemed as though the room had been removed of all but the most essential furniture; a bed, a reclining couch, a washbasin, and a desk.

Jasmine hoped to find something sharp as she rummaged through the desk. However she found nothing. The drawers were quite empty. Becoming more and more desperate in her actions, Jasmine forced herself to think harder. Apparently she would have to get very creative. Cold sweat broke out on her skin and traveled slowly down her nude figure. Nerves were about to get the better of her. It was nothing but absolute luck that she cast her eyes again on the window, perhaps this time with a longing for a viable means of permanent escape one last time.

This revealed unexpectedly to her something that at last she felt like could be helpful. Padding across the sandstone floor in her bare feet, she grabbed the thick, soft, red rope that held back the long, heavy drapes over the window.

I suppose I shall have to strangle him. May the goddess grant me the strength to do the deed, both physically and emotionally.

Jasmine walked over next to the door and set herself up in such a way that by crouching there in the corner, she would be shielded from view as the wooden door was opened, and she would have the drop on the unsuspecting Rajesh when he entered. Still, her only fear was that she wouldn't have what it would take to kill the warlord. There was no way Jasmine was the first girl he took as his sexual property to do with as he pleased, and there was no way that she was the first to try and kill him. So that meant that she would have to be the first girl to successfully do so. Determination would be key, of that Jasmine was sure. In that corner she settled down to wait for her victim.

She came so close to nodding off at least three different times. Her chin fell into her chest and her eyelids were so heavy. Every time she would try to fight this overwhelming desire to sleep, though, and she would go cross-eyed with the effort. Hours must have gone by, Jasmine was convinced. She didn't know how much longer she could go without totally succumbing to that urge. It was one of these times when she came dangerously close to losing consciousness that she at last heard the approach of clomping boots on the stone beneath them.

Muscles all over her body tensed suddenly. Blood coursed through her body and her heart began to flinch with agitation beneath her bare breast. Trying to breathe as quietly as she could was difficult because of how anxious she had become. Her fingers tightened around the soft rope in her hands and she pulled it taut. Assured that it wasn't too long or too short, and just the right length for strangulation, Jasmine crouched in her corner.

A breeze in the room swirled through her legs and brushed against her bare sex, making her painfully aware of her complete nudity. The queen gritted her teeth. All the more reason to make Rajesh pay. She had been humiliated by Rishabh when he shot his cum all over her face, and then when she had been paraded in front of all the warlord's men completely naked. Then having to anticipate Rajesh forcing himself on her not only tonight, but possibly for the rest of her existence.

What kind of a man captures and rapes a woman with such a cavalier attitude? He has to feel some kind of guilt, does he not, for mentally and emotionally scarring a woman in such a way? And that's to say nothing of the physical toll-

Here Jasmine's thoughts were cut short when she heard a groping and uncertain hand grip at the door handle. She refocused her attention. The door opened slowly and she heard shuffling steps enter the room. There was Rajesh right before her. He was looking around the room slowly and he swayed where he stood in a drunken manner.

Indeed, he was quite inebriated after celebrating his conquest with his men. After all, it wasn't every day that a warlord took one of the largest kingdoms in the land as his own. Elation struck Jasmine like a waterfall of cold water on the hottest day. She surprised herself when an almost wicked grin stretched across her lips. Would she really take pleasure in killing Rajesh?

Yes, she decided, and why shouldn't she? He had caused her so much pain already, and intended far more. Men like him did not deserve to live. There was no debate to be had in her mind. Resolve to carry this through was like a castle wall holding strong against the attack of a thousand revolutionaries.

Rajesh seemed to realize quickly that something wasn't right. Jasmine wasn't right where he had left her. She wasn't waiting on the bed, quivering under the bedcovers and waiting for the worst like all the other women he had abducted before had done. With a look of confused anger, Rajesh walked farther into the room and bent over to look under the bed. A more perfect opportunity couldn't have come Jasmine's way. She leaped out from her hiding place and swiftly threw her lithe figure upon the warlord's back, knocking him face-down to the floor. He lifted his head to roar out, red-faced and furious. The queen slipped the rope immediately around his neck and pulled back on it with all of her might. Rajesh's shouts of protest were abruptly cut short and he instead began to choke and gasp.

WIth his whole weight he bucked against Jasmine's attack, but she held on firmly and pulled the rope even tighter. In this way, she used his weight against him. The fear she was experiencing for the sake of her life gave her more fortitude than she would ever have in any other circumstance. Jasmine knew this and focused on that fear and channeling it into the brute power she needed.

On all fours, Rajesh coughed and sputtered. He wasn't putting up much of a fight now. It certainly helped that he had imbibed so much so foolishly. Now despite his tall, muscled body, he didn't stand much of a chance against Jasmine's surprise attack. Jasmine felt a rush of triumphant joy. She was going to do it; she was going to rid the world of this horrible fucking excuse for a man.

Rajesh collapsed fully onto the floor and went limp, though he wasn't gone yet. Jasmine could still hear him drawing painful, harsh breaths. From there it all happened in an instant and Jasmine was never sure exactly how it transpired, but the dying warlord must have tapped into the same fear-driven strength that she had because he pushed himself up with an incredible and unexpected burst of strength. Jasmine fell back and hit the stone with an agonizing impact which dazed her. Fingers slipped and rope fell free. Rajesh jumped up and stood looking down at her with an iron fury in his eyes. Displayed there was the hardiness of a man who had been close to death on more than one occasion.

Jasmine came to her senses and looked up to see Rajesh taking off his shirt. Lucidity was in his eyes now alongside the fury. Jasmine couldn't help but notice how toned Rajesh really was. His muscles stood out in sharp contrast on his body and his skin glistened with sweat from the alcohol and from fighting for his life.

"I'm shouldn't be surprised at you, the famed Queen Jasmine with all of her reknowned fire and feistiness." he said. He grabbed his waistband and dropped his pants around his ankles, revealing himself fully to her.

"But you'll soon regret your actions, of that you may be certain."

Jasmine gulped involuntarily at the sight of what was surely soon to be forced inside her. His manhood was soft, but it was growing harder and lengthening; it wasn't the largest cock Jasmine had seen, yet she was sure that it would cause some discomfort while being rammed mercilessly into her slit. Aladdin wasn't much smaller than Rajesh, but Jasmine was afraid of how much of an adjustment this cock was going to be. She couldn't help but laugh bitterly in her mind at herself for her analytical ponderings of her inevitable rape.

Grabbing her roughly by her arm, Rajesh brought Jasmine to her feet. With a rough shove, she was tossed back onto the bed. Jasmine considered trying to make a run for it, but she knew there was no way she was making it out of the castle undetected. Rajesh understood what she was thinking as he saw her glance at the door.

"You're not going anywhere, my queen." he growled lowly. "I have two men outside that door. How they didn't hear the commotion you made in trying to kill me, I can't begin to guess. They'll certainly be getting whipped at the post on the morrow for failing to protect their warlord.

"Their neglect matters not, however, as it relates to your escape. If you try to make it through that door, they'll promptly bring you back in here to me before you take two steps from the room."

Jasmine eyed Rajesh warily. Her thighs were pressed tight together, and her knees were drawn up into her chest. It was an automatic stance of defense.

"Perhaps they thought the noises of my attempted murder were actually the noises of me being violated."

Rajesh mused on this for a moment.

"You're probably right, actually." he said. "In that case, I'll make sure they only receive half of the standard amount of lashes."

The warlord knelt naked at the end of the bed there for a pregnant moment. Then he reached forward and grabbed Jasmine by her ankle, pulling her body toward him. She kicked out with her other foot reflexively but he caught that ankle as well. With twice the leverage against her now, he pulled her all the way into him swiftly. Jasmine's legs were on either side of him; he was between her legs and she could feel his length pressed obscenely up against her mound.

Everything about the situation suddenly became much too real for her. Her emotions, chiefly her fear, bubbled over and she began to struggle in earnest. Fighting back against Rajesh, she pounded at him and tried to squirm out of his reach. To her despair, however, Rajesh had some experience in this situations and held Jasmine down tightly. She could go nowhere and inflict no significant damage.

As Rajesh began to greedily rake his hands over her body, Jasmine realized she was fully at his disposal. He grabbed at her moderately-sized tits and began massaging them. This was where Jasmine's body first began to betray her thoughts and emotions, as her nipples hardened under her attacker's manipulation. She cursed her body.

Leaning down, Rajesh kissed Jasmine, roughly at first but then he softened his lips and allowed a little passion into his kiss. He ran his fingers up the back of her neck and then through her soft, thick, dark hair. When he pulled away from her, he tugged at her lip with his teeth and looked into her dusky eyes. This made Jasmine uncomfortable and she closed her eyes and looked away. Yet she felt a twinge in her gut and between her legs she could feel how soaking wet her sex was becoming. Very much against her will, Jasmine had become turned on by the kissing and biting and touching.

Rajesh traveled a gentle hand down Jasmine's body and slipped in-between her thighs. He grinned when he felt her wetness.

"You're actually enjoying this, aren't you?" he chuckled. "Does Aladdin know how much of a disgusting, dirty slut his queen is? I doubt it."

Rajesh slid two fingers into Jasmine's waiting pussy and began to curl them within her, stimulating her as she'd never been before.

"Worry not, Jasmine. I'm going to treat you like the whore you are, and you're going to fucking love it. I can tell."

He continued to explore her wet pussy and after a moment, Jasmine could not hold out any longer. She moaned loudly and Rajesh grinned again. He licked at her clit with his fingers still inside her. He nibbled at it a little too, which sent new waves of pleasure through Jasmine's body and she moaned yet again. Her breathing was becoming ragged.

"No... no... I don't... no." Jasmine tried to protest, but it was no use. Rajesh kept going.

"F-fuck. Oh fuck." Jasmine arched her back and pressed her pussy against Rajesh's mouth as she could feel his hot breath on her mound.

He was panting. He curled his fingers again inside her and kissed her clit and flicked his tongue on it a few times.

Jasmine stayed perfectly still, frozen in her approaching ecstasy, her back arched and her head pressed back into the bed. Then she cried out and came hard. Rajesh removed his fingers from her. He climbed over her and showed Jasmine her cum on his fingers.

"Open your mouth." he ordered.

Jasmine shook her head, mouth firmly shut. Rajesh slapped her not at all gently across the face.

"I said open your mouth, slut. I want you to suck your cum off my fingers. Look at how much you're enjoying this. So much cum."

Jasmine kept her mouth shut still. Rajesh reached down with both hands and began to force her mouth open. Jasmine's cum was smeared all over her mouth and chin in the attempt. Once he had forced her mouth open, he shoved his fingers in, but kept fingers from his other hand in there so that her jaw was fully extended and she had no hope of biting through anything. She let out a muffled groan of discomfort.

The fingers were removed. Rajesh slapped Jasmine's face again, then grabbed it so that her lips were puckered and kissed her. He bit down on her lip hard this time and it began to bleed.

Positioning himself between Jasmine's legs, Rajesh grabbed his length and rubbed the head of it on her slit. Jasmine whimpered. She realized then that she kind of wanted to feel his cock inside of her and she hated herself for that.

"Please don't." she said.

Rajesh looked down at her pleading eyes. Then he shoved his dick hard inside her. Jasmine let out a gasp and screwed her eyes shut at the pain. She was soaking wet, so his cock had slid in easily, but it was big enough to hurt her.

Thrusting up inside Jasmine's pussy, Rajesh began to fuck her in earnest. He grabbed at her throat and squeezed his fingers tight enough to choke her. Jasmine's eyes went wide with surprise and she gasped for air, but also she felt a warmth spread through her body as she neared orgasm. She was being turned on by Rajesh's rough play!

Jasmine began to unconsciously raise her hips to embrace Rajesh's cock forcing its way within her. She became aware also of how she had spread her legs wide to allow his length even deeper inside. As Jasmine realized all of this, she looked down to see Rajesh's cock sliding in and out of her pussy and she got obscene pleasure out of this. She was somehow getting off at the idea and act of Rajesh taking control and taking all of the responsibility and choice out of her hands. Jasmine was completely at the warlord's mercy and she was loving it, against every bit of sense that she had. She thought it was so wrong how much she was enjoying this, but at the same time she felt that she wanted it in the moment. How could it be wrong if it was what she wanted?

Rajesh reached down and slapped Jasmine across the face. She moaned out and without paying attention, reached a hand behind his neck and ran her fingers up through his hair and then back down to dig her nails into his skin as she felt herself about to cum.

Rajesh saw in her eyes that she was close.

"Cum for me, my little slut." he goaded her, his eyes alight with perverse pleasure at her being unable to resist reaching completion despite it all happening against her will.

"Cum on daddy's cock." he urged. To encourage her even more, he rubbed her clit with his thumb and started ramming himself harder into her. Then, he put two fingers into her mouth and his thumb below her jaw, exploring her mouth lewdly. Jasmine clamped down her teeth firmly but not painfully and began to suck softly at his fingers. She looked away from his piercing and ravenous gaze as she came suddenly. Her pussy clenched down on Rajesh's member and he gritted his teeth.

Reaching down, Rajesh grabbed Jasmine's hips and dug his fingernails into her soft, dusky skin. Anchoring himself this way, he penetrated her as deeply as he could and Jasmine felt his hard cock throb within her. Following the twitching of his cock, she felt his warm juices spurt inside her. She groaned out and wished that he hadn't finished inside her. What a horrible thing it would be if she somehow ended up with her rapist's child inside her. Yet, as she thought about it, she felt a small twinge of licentious pleasure somewhere within her. To be impregnated by the man who had taken complete control over her slight body and had imposed his will upon her not only for sexual gratification but also for the furthering of his bloodline. There was something so natural and animalistic about it all that Jasmine could not resist being intrigued and entranced by it.

Having collapsed on top of her to catch his breath, his cock still inside her now soft, Rajesh rolled off her and when his cock pulled out Jasmine felt suddenly and strangely empty. She curled up on her side into a tight ball and screwed her eyes shut. Rajesh pulled her up against his warm, somewhat hairy body and after a few moments Jasmine could hear that he had fallen asleep with his arm around her. Jasmine tried to ignore that. She didn't dare try to leave the bed or move much at all. She didn't want to prompt Rajesh to violate her again that night.

Eventually, Jasmine too fell asleep as she tried to process what had happened. She may have enjoyed it in part, but after it was all over, she hated what Rajesh had done. But she didn't think it would be a very black and white situation from that night onward. Some part of her refused to hate Rajesh himself. With her head whirling in circles in this way, Jasmine fell asleep, knowing that no matter what happened her life would never be the same. She also knew that she would find a way to take back control of her life, and her body, and her emotions, and all the rest of her being. Then once she had her control back, she would be unstoppable and with mighty power she would enforce her will on any and all. She was a queen after all...

What a pleasant thought.