Jafar tried to keep his libido under control. He was a wise man and knew that it would be stupid to blindly listen to Jasmine's words. Being a sorcerer, he knew a demon's influence when he saw it. Only fools would tread lightly with a demon.

"So what do you say, big boy? Care to join me?" she asked seductively, teasing him with her fingers over his chest. Jafar smirked. He knew her game all too well and he was much more skilled than she will ever be.

"That sounds so tempting," he pretended to consider her proposal. "But first, we need to establish some ground rules," he grinned as her eyes shortly showed signs of fear. She did know who she was up against.

"Fine! Speak, you shameless snake," she seethed.

"First, I want you to think about this fact: you need me more than I need you."

"This is ridiculous! I could just become the new ruler of the country by having my father killed and you executed."

"True. But then what? You won't be able to manage your fortune. It won't take you more than a year before the people rebel because of your inexperience. They will have you killed after they are done raping you in a public gangbang."

Jasmine's mouth was agape at his statement. She knew he was right.

"As for me, I have been running those lands in your father's name for two decades now. I already am the true ruler of the country. As my loyal and obedient bride, you won't have to worry about the state of the country's affairs. You will be able to permanently indulge your lust, greed and thirst for power."

Jasmine frowned but nodded. "Fair enough. I will marry you so that you can become the new Sultan. I will however require to... sample your prowess in bed. I doubt that your experience would be enough to compensate for your... lack of youth."

Jafar had to laugh at that. The little slut had no idea how skilled sorcerers were under the sheets. "And second, you will never undermine my authority. I will be your superior in all things. And neither will you be allowed to corrupt or transform me to your convenience."

The princess cursed under her breath at this. She would rule over everything and everyone except for one man. That is, if he was able to satisfy her and make her moan and scream like a bitch in heat. "I agree to your conditions."

"Good. Now let us make... better acquaintance of each other," he said sneaking a hand around her hip and massaging her buttocks.

With a seductive smile, Jasmine dragged Jafar by his beard to her chambers for her deflowering.