Posted on 2023-05-28 00:34:54
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Here's a story that goes with this pic from hypnotica2000's DeviantArt page:

The sun set on another beautiful day at the sea. Through their cabin, Ariel and Eric lay on their soft bed, taking in the view with breathtaking admiration. They knew it would be worth the honeymoon to Agrabah.

It had almost a week since they departed for Agrabah on their honeymoon, and Ariel and Eric had not a care in the world. All they had were each other, and they would deserve a trip to somewhere as exotic as Agrabah. Ariel was looking forward to it. She had heard captivating tales of the beauty and exotic appeal of the Arabian world, and Agrabah was the jewel of the desert, the essential place to be for travelers and merchants. This land of mystery was an excellent place, and with their royal status, Ariel and Eric would enjoy themselves immensely in the palace. She wondered what the ruler, the sultan, is like.

*

Jafar smiled with cold satisfaction at the group of harem girls dancing before him. Yes, he had enjoyed keeping his iron grip over Agrabah, and it was no small feat in making sure the rest of the world remained ignorant of what really went on in the city, especially after he took care of the street rat. All resistance was cowed, the subjects fell in line. It was easy, without taxes; what did he care of bleeding the populace dry? As the most powerful sorcerer in the world, he had his own wealth, and hed summon it at will. The largest chambers in the palace were dedicated to storing his vast treasures, for the palace had extended into an underground maze of troves of treasure.

Once in a while, some minority in Agrabah would disagree with him, but he rarely had to use force. The manpower arrested them, and then it was up to Jafar on what to do with them. Mostly, it involved his specialty: hypnotism. With his augmented power, especially channeled to his fabled cobra staff, he hypnotized any disgruntled residents in droves and drove them into slavery. The men were sent to the mines and cheap labor force, and the women he made pleasure slaves. Only a handful of beauties were added to his harem to dance and to give him pleasure, whilst the rest tended to the palace.

He smiled as he saw his prize beauty of his harem, Jasmine, dance at the head of the harem, undulating her body and smiling from the blank look in her eyes. Yes, Jasmine was the greatest achievement of his harem. It took a great deal of hypnotizing the girl to his will as his slave, especially after he disposed of the street rat she so beloved. He realized his wish to make her fall in love with him was unnecessary; he had his proficiency in hypnotism to help him. Nothing ever rivaled Jasmine when it came to his dancing slaves.

He suddenly made to clap, and the harem dispersed back to their chambers to await his pleasure. His lieutenant had arrived.

You know I hate to be interrupted, he said coldly.

My apologies, my liege, but the royal couple of the island realm has arrived.

Jafar was intrigued. Island realm? Send them in, he replied.

He was greeted by the sight of the most beauteous creature he had ever laid eyes on. Well, no beauty would rival his Jasmine but this one easily ties in place to her. He had never beheld a red-maned girl before, and she was captivating, all the while captivated by her surroundings. Her loved one? He reminded Jafar a little too much of the disposed street rat, but that hardly mattered. He never kept his eyes off the red-maned girl.

To what do I owe the pleasure of your company? he said with interest.

Forgive us for intruding so, my liege, said Eric, but we were stopping by. Agrabah was our choice for a honeymoon destination.

Is that so? said Jafar, interested.

We wish to take residence in the palace for the time being, continued Eric, unaware that Jafar was keeping an eye more on Ariel than on the prince.

By all means, stay as long as you wish, said Jafar with intrigue. You are my important guests, dear?

Ariel, answered the girl, and this is Eric.

Jafar smiled as he directed his servants, the least conspicuous ones, to direct his guests to their chambers. He made sure they were kept separate, and he knew excellently where to call upon Ariel.

The next day, Jafar ensured his lieutenants kept Eric occupied with the trade and commerce and how the city operates while he called upon Ariel.

How are you enjoying your stay, my dear? he asked.

Its lovely, said Ariel. Its so beautiful.

Yes, isnt it, and arent you? said Jafar silkily.

Ariel furrowed her brow at his tone. Are you alright, my liege?

Never better. How would you enjoy the entertainments of the palace?

Ariel shrugged; she had a feeling something was wrong. When will Eric be back on his business?

Soon, but in the meantime, how about we get to know each other better?

Jafar brought out his fabled cobra staff; he always liked to have it on him, as a pretense for a walking stick. In point of fact, he could be attractive if he wanted to. He held up his staff before Ariel as the eyes of the staff began to glow. Ariel blinked in surprise.

Whatwhat are you doing? she said quietly, blinking at the sight of it.

Theres no need to worry, said Jafar soothingly. Everything will be fine.

N-no-y-yeeees, said Ariel, growing hypnotized by his power, her eyes reflecting the staffs. Theres no need for meeeee to worryeverythingwiiiiillbeeeeefine

Good girl, purred Jafar.

Goooood girl, Ariel droned monotonously.

Ariel looked deeper and deeper. With the wave of his hand, Jafar transformed her garb into the attire of his slaves, those who he kept to give him pleasure. Yes, he definitely loved Ariel like how Jasmine was now. And he was especially astonished at how easy it was for Ariel to delve into his spell.

Come, my slave, he said, beckoning to Ariel. Ariel followed, stepping like one in a sleepwalking state, as any would be when hypnotized. Jafar brought him to his private chambers, where Jasmine awaited. Prolonged exposure to the eyes of his staff ensured Jasmine was permanently hypnotized, dutifully awaiting her masters commands. For now, she sat on the snake skin pillows, slack-jawed, eyes half open, practically rolled in the back of her head. It was good for Jasmine to be with Ariel; the two would be a grand pinnacle to his harem. But first, Ariel will give him pleasure as Jasmine does. Jafar gestured his new slave to the cushions, and she kneeled in a submissive pose.

Are you ready to obey my commands, my slave? he asked.

I am yours to command, maaaaster, droned Ariel monotonously, sinking into the cushions with a sigh.

Realizing he would have to get her started, Jafar put his hands to her back. He brought them down her back in a massage and stopped at her hips. He began to make them roll side to side, beginning a dance. Ariel began to undulate, and in her hypnotized state, she rolled her head around. She could see his guards in the shadows, or rather his lookouts in case Eric returned, but she didnt care. All that mattered was giving her master pleasure.

Jafar eventually let her go, allowing her to undulate up and down his body, feeling so, like he was a pole. This he enjoyed from his slaves. He clapped his hands, and exotic music filled the room. Jasmine began to dance, and Ariel undulated more exotically. The girls danced with each other while caressing their hands along Jafar.

Eventually, however, he realized Eric was due to return, so he made Jasmine stop and he returned Ariel to her room. He knew that if he wanted to condition her, then the best method was to continually bring her in and out of trance as much as he can.

When I snap my fingers, you will awake, and you will have no memory that we met in your room. All you know is that you enjoyed the entertainment of the palace. Awake.

He snapped his fingers, teleporting away as he did so, and changing back her attire. Ariel blinked and wondered what had happened. It didnt matter, for Eric was back soon, and Ariel had a feeling she had a wonderful day.

*

Over the next several days, Jafar did the same thing several times to the couple. He had Eric out on business while he would have Ariel hypnotized and attired right and made to give pleasure. He kept bringing her back up over time, only to take her back under his spell several times, trying to slowly condition her mind into falling under his spell. He soon felt that he didnt care whether Eric would return; he was a man of power, after all.

So, it was that when Eric would catch them, if that happened, he knew what to do.

It happened when Ariel was giving pleasure to Jafar. She was hypnotized to the point of rolling up her eyes, deep under the spell, forgetting her past life, forgetting what Eric even looked like. All that mattered was giving pleasure to her master. She undulated up and down his staff like a pole, sighing with bliss, when Eric returned unexpectedly, searching in vain for Arieland finding her.

His shock at the scene was so that he never saw it coming. Jafar had sensed his arrival, had anticipated the princes reaction, and turned his staff towards Erics direction, and within seconds, the power of the staff had him. Jafar grinned in glee as to what he had in mind for the prince. He wiped his mind clean and, after abject humiliation, sent him to the mines in a loin cloth. He imagined the possibilities.

Now Ariel was his, and nobody would know of where she went. She would serve to entertain and give pleasure to her master alongside Jasmine, and nothing mattered at all.