<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/88/RhapsodyJasmine.jpg)</div><strong>Jasmine<br/>Location: Agrabah Palace<br/>Tags: Rajah, (possibly Jafar and Brom Bones)</strong><br/><br/>Despite her resolve to just lay there and let Rajah to either grow bored or become distracted, Jasmine twitched and shivered. The sour stink of fear filled her nostrils, and she despairingly knew it came from her. She remembered overhearing all those years ago that one of the hunters had survived by playing dead, even with the tiger pawing at his body, and allowed her limbs to flop around as Rajah tore her clothing to shreds. The pungent stench of tiger cum nearly made her gag, but Jasmine closed her eyes and started counting, a slow, regulated activity to help her breathe as shallowly as possible and control her panic. Rajah didn't seem to be growing bored, but maybe if she didn't give him any reaction, he would decide to go away.<br/><br/>She refused to think that he might eat her if he thought she was dead. She absolutely refused.<br/><br/>She managed to keep the twitching to a minimum as Rajah laved her nipples, instantly hard in the night air. She had to bite the inside of her cheek rather violently to keep from whimpering, and just barely managed to keep her breaths even. She breathed an inward sigh of relief as Rajah apparently retreated, only to receive a nasty shock when his hot breath washed over her sex. Her plan was shot to pieces with that soft, rough, wet, hotness gliding back and forth over her clit. Her eyes snapped open, and a long, needy moan burst from her throat before she could stop herself. Her hips bucked, wetness flooded her inner thighs, and she widened her legs involuntarily.<br/><br/>"No," she moaned, and tears stung her eyes at her own whorishness. This was so very wrong and she wanted it to stop, but it felt so good and her back arched rhythmically with the steady licking of Rajah's tongue. "No. No. No... Oh! Noooo...."