Novel & Cerita Princess Jasmine Bondage

This was really the chance of a lifetime. The young woman looked at the trees through the armored window of the limousine. There was a large garden with flowers and fruits. She saw a huge statue of her father... Let's say of Mirabelle's father next to a huge fountain. It was like in the movies... Beautiful, extraordinary and...royal. How she wanted to shout her joy to everyone... She was a princess... A real princess... - Majesty... Said one of the bodyguards as he opened the door for her...

Lillian POV I got to Jasmine Chamber, and it was in full swing. I can see her greedy parents, which I finally allowed into the palace after much begging by Jasmine, but I only allowed them to come during special occasions, and they didn’t fail to make use of the opportunity. I can also see her greedy friends, all dressed like they are heading to a club, and what Jasmine was wearing is way worse. She is literally wearing a bikini with a net gown over it.

Like lavender. Her hair was held up in a high bun and a sullen expression dominated her features. I was amazed at how fast she was able to get dressed and come out of the room. I remember how my dad always used to shout at my mum to hurry up when we were going out. We'd have to wait for minutes before my mum finally came out. When she eventually did, all the anger my dad felt would be buried and he'd just keep staring at her. Now I understood what he was staring at. The Princess' face was bare. I don't think I have ever seen her with any makeup before and she didn't need it.

“The queen’s no fun to break until the king’s already fallen.” I gritted my teeth. “She’s not some pawn, Tavon said. She’s relentless. She’ll come.” Linda laughed. “Let her.” Tavon’s voice lowered. “And what about the kid?” There was a pause. Then Linda said, “Collateral. If she won’t fall for the king, she’ll fall for the prince.” My blood turned to ice. Jasmine grabbed my arm to keep me from lunging forward. I had to clamp a hand over my mouth to keep from screaming.

Jasmine trashed the air with her legs, screaming and pleading for the man to let her go. “Please…. Please let me go.” She cried, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. “No, princess. Not until we've all had a taste of you.'' He replied, then he began undressing, getting ready to have his way with her.

He asked, holding up a bracelet in his hand. I realized that that was the pearl bracelet Jasmine talked about. I watched the color drain from Jasmine's face as her lips fell open in abashment. "I… I was searching for it—" Prince Alexander's scoff caused her to keep shut. "Are you so desperate to win?" He huffed, disdain spread across his face. Jasmine quickly shook her head, her hands trembling violently. "I didn't do anything," she muttered in a cracked whisper. Zelda appeared and shuffled towards Jasmine, gripping her arm.

What could be better than today to blow Vince's secret and shame him for his betrayal? Jasmine stared at her reflection with hard eyes. Sky wasn't wrong when she called her a Disney princess. She had chosen a dark red silk gown with flimsy fitted sleeves. The silk shimmered under the lights. Her makeup was done wild with smoky red eyes, red matte lips and lots of highlighter to give her that boldness she was going to put up tonight. Her back was at view. The dress was cut into a heart shape from the back, accentuating her look. Jasmine had colored her light brown hair into chocolate brown. They were arranged to fall in waves.

He doesn't seem to understand what is going on and could hear voices but could not see those talking. The view suddenly disappeared and he wondered what is going on. He was returned to the beginning. He stood rooted to his spot, wondering what is going on. Is this supposed to be his task? Or is there something Stella wants him to understand? "Kelvin?" He heard Jasmine's voice and turned, only to see her dressed in a royal robe. She had the demon princess' crown on her head and he couldn't help but wondered how she became a demon princess. She had no red eyes like them. Her emerald green eyes still shine so brightly and her white hair remains, but longer than it is in reality.

The party was about to start. Valentino led Luke and Alessandra to her room. Valentino opened the door and Alessandra squealed in shock. There was a princess ballgown in the middle of the room a shiny tiara on a small table beside it. Luke was shocked upon seeing the dress. It looked like it cost thousands. "Daddy, look! It's a princess gown!" Alessandra exclaimed as she ran to the dress. "Do you like it?" Valentino asked.

The strong scent let her know the prince was definitely there. Samael sat on the bed without a shirt on. He had decided that maybe a cold shower would help him with his situation. As he stood up and started to unbuckle his belt the door to his room slammed open. Eva walked in with a scowl on her face. ‘Aw shit’ thought the prince as he looked at a pissed-off Eva. “Eva, is there something I can do for you?” He questioned as he tried to play it off. He knew what she was going to yell at him about. The Kiss. Maybe if he acted nonchalant she wouldn’t yell too much.