Chapter 50 – Product of Desire and Need
July 29, 1660

Even the best of dreams were shattered by needs, and I woke the next morning feeling like I needed to piss but with something my brain didn't immediately place. The strange sensation that went with it turned out to be Jasmine's hand jerking me off, something I found after throwing the covers back to climb out and take care of business but thought better of it once I found the truth.

Covering us back up, Jasmine mewled something under her breath leading me to think she was doing this in her sleep, even as I wanted to blow a nut. I held out for as long as I could as I hoped she would wake up and let me doing something better, but constant massaging of my cock had me blowing my load in her hand and up her arm then across her stomach as she continuously massaged away. My rod stayed hard as she continued to message away, my cum making it easier for hand to slip up and down my cock until I blew again.

"Hmm," Jasmine moaned as she finally stopped jacking me off to rub the cum onto her chest. She seemed to calm down after that, cuddling back up to me to lull me back to sleep. I was slow to return to sleep though, my mind racing over the changes in Jasmine both last night and this morning. She was turning into a whore, a fact that I both enjoyed and hated because while it brought me great satisfaction to enjoy her body any way I wanted to, how was Aladdin going to react when Jasmine returned to him wanting, or demanding, more than he was used to giving and knowing it came from me.

Restless, I got out of bed and pulled my coat on to hide my nude body as I went out on the deck for a walk. I no more than stepped outside than it began to rain, nice and light. The on duty sailor sprinted down the stairs with something tucked in his arm which I took for the ship's timekeeper they flipped every thirty minutes so let him go, the man likely not wanting to get wet. I couldn't blame him, but my world was getting screwy and I wanted to think it over. The rain didn't last long, but the on duty sailor didn't reappear which left me alone to think for awhile until he came out to ring five bells. With the sailors waking up, I was forced to retreat to my private cabin, the door opening as I approached to reveal Jasmine standing there in nothing but her skin.

"Forget something?" I asked her to make her look down to only now realize she was as nude as the day she was born before she seemed to dismiss as she stepped forward and open my scarlet overcoat and reveal my hardening rod.

"I…" she said, then stepped forward and wrapped a leg over my bare hip as she gave me a passionate kiss. her hand reached down to stimulate my cock into standing and guiding it to her cunt, not seeming to care about being seen as she got her fix. While I could hold her weight without problem as I picked her up, the stability to do her at the same time required something more solid so I stepped forward and to the first sturdy item I could find; the exterior door frame of my private cabin.

"Yeah," Jasmine moaned as my cock filled her after she successfully guided it in now that I had her pinned and I began to bang her right there, her legs over my hips as I gave it to her. Jasmine moaned and seemed to enjoy being banged against the wall, the door seeming to bang shut behind us as the ship rocked.

"Breakfast!" Linguini shouted as Jasmine panted and moaned. The chef seemed oblivious as even Jasmine seemed to realize we had an audience, but the slight smile that crossed her face as she turned back to me told me she, at least in the moment, didn't care.

"Oh, uh," Linguini stammered as he seemed to realize what he walked in and, after watching for several long moments, turned and quickly went down the stairs to the lower deck to leave us alone.

"You like an audience, don't ya," I told the her as she smiled devilishly.

"I want that baby," she moaned in my ear and I began to pump faster, the pressure building to release before I came and painted her insides with my seed. After holding inside for a few moments while she recovered, I pulled away and let her down gently, a smile on her face as she held her stomach momentarily before turning to go eat breakfast. I followed suit, breakfast somehow tastier as I watched the nude woman eat her meal slowly while I inhaled mine from long tradition of always needing to be on the go.

"Not afraid to be seen?" I asked her once I set my spoon down once I had finished.

"Linguini already saw us," she said with a wistful smile. "I'll bet you two doubloons he doesn't come back up until we have the ship underway."

"If you're that sure," I said as I stood up as she set her own spoon down. She moved down to a clearer area of the table where Mulan and Shang usually sat before sliding between the seats and climbing up onto the polished wood and laying down where she guided me into her. She moaned and groaned through a second helping of my seed, then as she began to climax begged for more.

"Hit me," she moaned as she writhed in pleasure, her nails digging into my neck as she demanded satisfaction. With her butt covered by my coat, and not wanting to leave a mark where people could see it, I pushed her hands over head and wrapped them mockingly in her silky long hair before she moaned her demand once more. Standing a little straighter as I got closer to having an orgasm, I slapped her bare breast several times hard enough to leave a red hand print there as she climaxed and I blew another load inside her.

"You left a mark," she quipped as she examined her breast after I pulled out once we had both caught our breath.

"You'd rather I left it on your cheek for the crew to see?" I shot back but a look of sorrow crossed her face as I helped her up. "

"No," she said as she turned away from me and proceeded to our shared private cabin to get dressed. "I…"

"Worried about going back to Aladdin?" I asked her as she sighed.

"It was never this...good?" she said quizzically as she started to clean herself up in the basin.

"He never brought you off like I do," I said as she seemed to struggle to define herself.

"Never," she confirmed for me. "Being with him, sometimes I felt...empty...after. Maybe that's why he can't get me pregnant. Maybe if I had met Mirazh before…"

"I don't trust her," I told Jasmine who looked at me sharply. "You saw her yesterday afternoon. Got something from her?"

"Yes," Jasmine admitted to me as she sat to brush out her hair as I cleaned up myself. "She said it would help."

"Made you love pain," I told her as she looked down at the red handprint coming in nicely on her bare tit. "The first time I put it in your backside, you cried yourself to sleep. Last night, you were begging for me to break you in and make you hurt."

"Oh," she said as she took that in. "She said it would help."

"Just be careful," I told her as I gave her a kiss. "Some magic, its best not trifled with. I won't give more than you can take even as you beg for it, but I have seen people killed thinking they could take more than what could in the moment."

Talk fell silent between us as we continued to get around, Jasmine's long hair requiring time to brush out. As such I was the first out and took in the worsening skies with a grimace, knowing that we needed to find an inlet of some sort to ride out the storm. Timon kept the ship running a good pace for most of the morning, the lively wind speeding us along with a clear wake behind us though by noon, the storm was definitely growing and rain began to fall in sheets.

"Land ho!" a sailor called from an overhead beam. I looked up and shielded my eyes to see Melody pointing west, a flash of lightning briefly highlighting an island in the distance. Ariel turned us towards it at my order and with Melody's help in sighting the reefs amidst the swells soon found ourselves in a small, peaceful harbor where we dropped a recently repaired anchor while the crew secured the sails.

"All hands below!" I told the men as the last dropped from the masts. The crew seemed glad to crowd into the spaces below-decks and out of the rain and started working on drying out their clothes and switching to dryer ones as Timon set a watch to keep an eye on the timekeeper and turn it before signaling the time. Even with all that set, I didn't venture back out into the worsening storm but ventured aft to the stairs used by Linguini to reach the captain's area. I found Jasmine sitting naked on the bed, her clothes hung to dry as she brushed out her hair.

"How long are we going to be anchored here?" she asked me as I leaned against the door frame to watch.

"Couple of days, maybe," I told her, wondering if she was going to like or hate the response. Jasmine's response was to smile mischievously as she set aside her brush, one thought obvious on her mind.

"Then we can try something different," she said as she brushed her way past me, turning to go into the wardroom area where my desk was located. I followed her sashaying hips where she laid herself out on the lounge, the invitation obvious. Stripping out of my wet clothes, I joined her for some passionate love-making before cuddling up after with her on top of me.

"That was wonderful," Jasmine crooned as she put her head on my chest. "I used to sleep on one of these in the palace and I wanted to know what it was like to make love on it."

"Does it live up to your expectations?" I asked her and she just chuckled softly.

"I think I prefer the bed," she told me finally. "More room to move around."

"Then what are we doing here?" I told her as she raised her head to look at me with a smile. Like a giddy schoolgirl, Jasmine practically pranced to the bed where I had her get on her knees on the edge of the bed as I had an idea, one that would be cruel without Mirazh's interference. Jasmine looked on curiously as I began to braid her hair into twin ponytails and tying them off with a slipknot so she wouldn't lose any hair trying to get the knots undone.

"On your hands," I told her as I pressed her forward. Jasmine complied, dropping to all fours as I slipped inside her, then gathered both of her ponytails in my left hand.

"Hmmm," Jasmine moaned as I pulled back on her ponytails, adjusting slightly as I took the slack out so that her head was held back constantly and could pull her off her hands by pulling back. Jasmine got the idea as I began to rock her back and forth as I began to ride her ass like a horse, keeping it at a slow and gentle walk at first before going to a trot.

Pulling back on Jasmine's ponytails, I was able bring Jasmine to life as she got into the rhythm, moaning and wriggling her ass as I began to spank her and make her moan but I wasn't done yet. Once I was good and slick, I let her bounce a little further forward than previously allowed and changed my angle of attack. The result was that when I pulled her back by her ponytails, I impaled her tight ass instead.

"Aghh!" Jasmine screeched as I slammed it home but fought me as I tried to buck her back forward. As punishment, I gave her a solid smack on her ass that made her moan as she began to follow my direction again. As Jasmine bucked, moaned and took my pounding of her ass, I began to pick up the pace and spank her ass as she went from pained moans to excited shrieks as she go ready to climax.

The moment she began to climax, her tight little cunt spasming on my big cock, I pulled back on her hair hard enough to pull her off her hands. Her hands free, she grabbed for her chest as she screamed her pleasure to the entire ship as I filled her belly full of cum, then released her hair. The move was so unexpected for her she fell forward to the bed to lie motionless as she regained her senses.

A late lunch was had not long after, Colette not being able to cook due to the pitching ship. Jasmine and I wore little more than coats out as Linguini set the table but the moment he left, Jasmine slipped out of hers to eat fully nude, her smile taunting me further than her bare breasts could. Just as we were about to finish, it was Mirazh who interrupted the coming fun as she climbed the steps to the table, but at seeing it was a woman Jasmine decided against donning her coat to hide her bare breasts.

"I was going to come see you later," Jasmine said as Mirazh sat beside her.

"Let's see how you did," Mirazh said as she put a hand on Jasmine's belly. Jasmine jerked, eyes wide as she held the pose even as Mirazh pulled her hand away. "Now we can talk."

"About?" I prompted her and a blue globe of transluscent light appeared deep in Jasmine's belly.

"Desire," Mirazh stated simply. "I might not be able to read everything about you, but Jasmine is a book to me. She wants a female child, but the child you've left in her is male."

"You can see that from the berthing deck?" I asked her and she chuckled.

"I see all," she said cryptically, then chuckled again. "She won't sleep with you again for a child she already has unless you want me to spell her into submission and any male child she has will be sent to her father to carry on the line and buy her her continued freedom, while a female child would be hers to keep."

"So she needs twins?" I asked, already knowing that answer. "Could you spell her into releasing another egg, allowing for her to get pregnant twice in the same cycle?"

"I could," Mirazh stated as she seemingly got my drift. "But I can't dictate which of your seed will affect the child. You're...spell...is beyond me."

"What if another guy gets involved?" I asked her, the thought that Jasmine should be involved in these talks slightly irking me but would she accept the means to the end result if it got her what she wanted? She was pregnant, but her desire to fulfill her role as a mother to her line and continue it would be complete. Would she further sully herself with other men to have a child she could keep without shame?

"I could then dictate that person's seed," Mirazh confirmed for me. "A female would be guaranteed. Just name the person."

"Timon," I said remembering Jasmine's own choice on the matter.

"The red hair?" Mirazh said with a wicked smile on her face. "Might I have...carte blanche in this?"

"As long as it's Timon that gets her pregnant and the child has red hair, you may," I said to grant her permission and Mirazh's smile turned absolutely devious.

"So be it," Mirazh stated and snapped her fingers.

"Well?" Jasmine asked as she came back to life.

"I'm sorry," Mirazh lied and Jasmine sank into the chair almost ready to cry. "Oh, don't fret dear. I can fix that."

"You can?" Jasmine asked, tears on her cheek.

"I can fix anything," Mirazh then stated, her hand cupping Jasmine's chin in a show of support. "I'm going to go mix up a little something for you and tonight, you're going to be pregnant."

"Thank you," Jasmine told her as she wiped the tears away.

"Don't worry," Mirazh said as she comforted the distraught woman. "You'll get everything you wanted."

That seemed to deflate the building mood, Jasmine soon getting dressed and going downstairs to leave me alone for a time. With nothing to do, I put on a pair of pants and sat in the wardroom and read some of the new books I had acquired in silence until dinner, the sound of rain my only companion. When Luigi announced dinner and I moved into the dining area, I found Jasmine seated with Timon, Pumbaa and Mirazh around the table as Linguini set the food.

Shang and Mulan soon led the rest of the officer's up from below-decks, everyone taking their seats except Aladdin as Mirazh had his seat by Jasmine's side. The dejected husband was also the first to go, even I barely caught him leaving if only because I was facing the stairs. I figured Jasmine to have spent some time with him, but apparently not.

"It's just us five," Jasmine said playfully as Merida wandered down the stairs.

"We sure about this?" Pumbaa asked but then looked down suddenly before smiling.

"The woman knows what she wants," Timon told him with a smile of his own.

"Shall we?" Jasmine said as she stood, slipping past Mirazh and headed to my cabin, or maybe the door to the main deck. Timon and Pumbaa were quick to follow, but Mirazh held me back as the three disappeared into my room.

"Let them start," she told me in a whisper.

"Already dosed?" I asked her and she nodded.

"The big one I made sterile for a week," she explained to me. "Also made Jasmine fertile, but it wasn't easy. The spell will finish with the first person who shoots seed inside her, so that has to be the redheaded one."

"Ah," I said as I got it. With Jasmine hopped up on whatever whore spell Mirazh had her under here lately she'd take on the whole ship if she thought it would get her pregnant but after tonight Jasmine would be pregnant with both mine and Timon's child. If Mirazh's smile was any indication, the girl-to-be would be a knockout.

Arm-in-arm, Mirazh and I walked into my private cabin to watch the show. The three were just getting their clothes off when Mirazh and I walked in and I had the brief idea that Mirazh had them all hopped up on the same whore spell as they didn't even look at us as Jasmine began sucking Pumbaa's massive cock off. Timon gave it a minute before he pulled Jasmine back up onto the bed and put his own cock in her mouth and Pumbaa crawled on top of her and slid into her cunt.

"Hmm," Jasmine moaned as she took care of both men who seemed to have done this before as Timon pulled out of Jasmine's mouth and shot all over her bouncing chest.

"Oh yeah," Pumbaa groaned as he thrust deep into Jasmine and held it, clearly having nutted inside her given proof when he pulled out and a small river of cum slipped out as well. The two then switched positions without further word, Timon slipping into Jasmine before pounding away inside her. Jasmine writhed and moaned in ecstasy as she again accommodated the two men, but I couldn't help but see the gray light growing alongside the blue one in her belly.

"See it?" Mirazh asked me in a low tone. I nodded, afraid to break the moment as Timon nutted inside Jasmine and then the grayish light flashed white, then faded to pink where it sat glowing alongside the blue one until they faded from sight as well. When I looked to Mirazh for an explanation, I found she was gone.

"That's a wonderful start," Jasmine said as she wiped at the cum on chest with a finger.

"I'm still hard as a rock," Pumbaa said as Jasmine began sucking his cock again.

"You two boys ready to learn a thing or two?" I said as I stripped out of my shirt and pants as Timon and Pumbaa looked sheepish for a moment as they seemed realized where they were.

"Allow me," Jasmine said as she grabbed Timon and pulled him up unto the bed, the redheaded man shimmying into the middle as Jasmine guided him into the center of the bed. Throwing a leg over his waist, Jasmine straddled Timon's cock and slid it back inside her cunt where she began riding him before bending over and presenting that ass to me as she began to suck off Pumbaa as he knelt over Timon's head.

"Is she broke in?" Timon asked as I began to probe Jasmine's ass and it's cum slicked hole.

"Yep," I told him as I pressed into Jasmine's tight ass as she let out a shriek around Pumbaa's cock, spanking her ass hard enough to leave a mark. Soon, he and I were fucking Jasmine so hard that she couldn't suck Pumbaa off anymore and resorted to jacking him off until he shot cum all over her face.

"Yes!" Jasmine shrieked as she came, her orgasm making her body tremble as Timon and I came inside her.

"Take it you little whore," I groaned as I gave her ass a smack as she relaxed as the pleasure flooded her brain.

"We haven't had fun like this…" Pumbaa began but fell silent as he seemed to lose his train of thought.'

"We took that barmaid in Nice," Timon finished for him. "Too bad she wasn't up for a longer ride."

"I hope you two stallions are up for it," Jasmine told them playfully. "I'll be disappointed if you try to stable me now."

Whether it was Mirazh's spell or Jasmine's challenge to their masculinity, her words became an open challenge that the two couldn't resist as we traded places and fucked Jasmine in a three on one gangbang long into the night. The two were delighted in how well broken in she was sexually and how much pain she was willing to take until finally, one by one, each one of our cannons shot its final load and wilted for the night and by then, even I was just wanting this to be done so we could sleep. With Jasmine between Timon and I with Pumbaa crowded in tight behind him, we finally drifted off to sleep.