But she wasn’t pleased with it. She removed her palms immediately and hit me on my arms.Me – “What happened, Di? Continue na.” (looking at her...pleadingly)Di – “No. It is dirty.”Me – “Please Di. You are not accepting any of my requests.”Di – “No dear. I will accept but not this one. Let me help with your hands or you won’t get that even.” (smiling at me with her usual evil grin)I looked down sadly and she took my hands, placing them back over my cock and rubbing it. Along with me, my cock also. The princess would become as much his slave as Alana, eventually. Complaisant, servile - and lustful. Until then, he would be forced to exercise restraint.“I think I want to change into something less stuffy,” the princess said. Her dress was elaborate and formal, befitting a royal engagement. “Then I must continue Alana’s training,” she said, sporting an uncharacteristic cruel smile.“As you will, my dear,” Jafar purred. A much briefer kiss than the one outside, and Jasmine moved away.Jafar. Light was fading at the window, and the office was silent. I opened my mouth to speak, but as the reality of the situation set in I was too confused to know where to start.My face grew hot with embarrassment as I thought about the missing hour. Then I noticed that my wrists were tied to the arms of the chair with thick rope. More rope wrapped around my ankles, tying them to the legs of the chair."What ... why am I tied up?" I said.Leanna smiled a little wider. "Oh dear. I think you've been. I got hold of them and sucked one and massaged the other. The nipples were hard and erect. I pressed the nipples. Anushka moaned. Then I sucked the other melon. I applied the saliva on the boobs also. I pressed them hard.Then I laid her on the desk. Pushed her hands. I started licking her armpit. It was hairless. I had already told her to remove them. Then I completely wet her armpits. It was a bit salty but tasty because she didn’t sweat very much. She was brought up in a closed environment.