Jasmine: Sex Arcade

Jasmine: Sex Arcade

Story by: Scratch

Illustration by: Sabu

SEX-ARCADE BOOTH 159 DATA:

Subject: Jasmine

Occupation: Princess

Hourly Charge: $ 250.00

Acquisition Date: 23/08/2015

Acquisition Level: Easy

Subject - Jasmine

"I really must commend you, this suggestion of yours is inspired.” The Matron tapped her lip with a finger. “With our clients desire to almost universally use Disney Subjects for oral pleasuring, and the fact that none of them, even when newly acquired require a ring gag...” She nodded her head with a smile. “It just makes perfect sense to use them for an all blowjob special."

“Thank you, M’am!” The Hostess to her left grinned broadly from the praise of her floor Manager.

“Well, rest assured you can count on a nice bonus for the excellent work.” The Matron said and somehow the Hostesses smile widened even further.

They watched from just behind the roped off area of the ‘Magic Mouth Special Event’. Further onto the floor the Matron could see that a huge crowd had gathered around where Jessica Rabbit was positioned. That certainly wasn’t uncommon. The sex bomb lounge singer was always a popular attraction.

The event floor had been filled with all the Disney Princesses in the Sex Arcades current roster, though, from their current vantage point, only three of the kneeling Subjects could be seen between the surging mass of bodies in this particular section. Jasmine from Aladdin, Merida from Brave and Pocahontas from the film of the same name.

Merida, a newer acquisition, and a bit of a firecracker to boot, looked to need a bit more encouragement than most of the Disney Princesses in the performance of her compulsory services. However, her long, messy mop of red hair provided an excellent grip for any who desired her oral attentions. A fact that the man thrusting between her lips, his head tossed back in pleasure, could surely testify too. The Matron watched him for a little and stifled a chuckle when she saw a ridiculous look pass over his face a split second before his hips started to shudder and his body tensed. The Matron could tell Merida was trying her best to shake her head free from her client's death grip. No doubt a vain attempt to dislodge his cock from her throat and avoid the impending flood. He held on tightly though and rode the wave, even shuffled forward a little and hunched his body over her head. A good thing too as the Matron saw his legs nearly give out as he steadied himself with her skull.

He didn’t waste time like some clients did though. Like a true gentleman, soon as his hips ceased their shuddering and he could balance again on his shaky legs he immediately moved back and motioned with a smile to the man waiting in line behind him.

The next client nodded. Stepped forward, snatched a hold of Meridas curly hair and pushed her head into his crotch. Within moments, using a stern guiding hand, he had her settled into a steady up and down rhythm on his length.
Satisfied everything was going well at Meridas station the Matron turned her attention to Jasmine, who seemed to have her mouth currently occupied by not one but two cocks. Their owners were obviously good friends by the way they joked and playfully shoved at each other in their attempts to stuff the heads of their dicks in her mouth.

The first had a shorter but impressively fat cock and seemed to delight in pushing out the Arabian Princesses cheek. Smirking as it would slip free with a loud popping sound. She would gag and drool whenever his friend got the upper hand though, as it appeared he much prefered to plug up her throat with his large meat stick. Really shove himself balls deep in her gullet.

Even with the rougher treatment from the second man, Jasmine didn’t put up too much resistance. The Matron supposed she wouldn’t really. After all, she’d been in the Arcade for more than a few months now and so had become well versed in her daily duties. And, even if the regular client turnover rate wasn’t enough to put her in her place, in the weeks following the passing of Robin Williams, God rest his soul, Jasmine had become insanely popular for a time. To meet the overwhelming demand rumor had it that the requisition of a second Jasmine had even been discussed. Instead though the final decision was to simply have her pull extra shifts and a special gang-bang “All Hole Access” bondage unit be set up. This insured that any who needed it got a chance to experience a cathartic release over the loss of the beloved actor by roughly using the caramel skinned beauty.

The Matron creased her forehead when she spied Pocahontas. The Native American woman kept glancing over to Jasmine as her beer bellied client, wearing a confederate flag shirt, slapped his length over her face.

She sighed.

Sometimes the Subjects, especially newer ones, would just start to space out. Usually it wasn’t a problem, and many clients liked to get them to that zoned out state. Have them simply lie there and take it without struggle or compliant. However, if a client wanted their Subject to pay attention it simply wouldn’t be proper for them to be off daydreaming while they had work to do. The Matron tapped a few keys on her pad and focused the surveillance equipment on the action.

“... gonna rent yer asses fer some fun time.” The clients thickly voiced southern accent blared through the Matrons earpiece and she winced before lowering the volume. “Soon as yer ready for VIP room service. Both you and that sweet little dune coon over there. Gonna be a blast. You tasted ass yet, bitch? Yeah, think I’ll get ‘em to strap you two down in a sixty-nine position. Go ass to mouth on the both of you-- Dammit, Squaw! Pay attention! Get yer maize munchin’ mouth back to work on my meat. That’s it... Nuuuff… Keep suckin’ ya little slut... Shit! Yeah, all the way to them balls... UNnff… Keep it up. Gettin’ a nice thick load ready fer you--"

The matron keyed off the connection and identified the client. With a few more quick button taps she fired off a reminder to his private S-A e-mail and listed the dates when both Jasmine and Pocahontas would be available for VIP rental. She looked through his purchase history and keyed in a few recommendations based on his profiles. Another Disney Princess- Tiana from the Princess and the Frog. Lisa from the Dead or Alive franchise. Of course Storm of X-men fame was already on his favorites list. But, noting that the literal Nubian queen would be part of a Marvel Mutant discount special coming up, she made sure to highlight that section in the message as well.

The Matron paused at Korra from Avatar. Though he had a distinct lack of Manga and Anime picks she decided to add her to the recommendations along with a first try discount coupon. Korra seemed to fit his preferred Subject picks and with her strong willed attitude, much like Storms, she’d be sure to provide him excellent service.

After all, she had to look after her fellow women of color and make sure they got the attention they deserved too. Right?

With a quick hand motion The Matron flipped her pad into rest mode and leaned forward on the railing. The Hostess who had come up with this brilliant event idea had returned to her section and, much like her charges, was currently on her knees. Making sure a client was good and ready before he stepped up to enjoy Cinderellas magical mouth.
The Matron closed her eyes and listened to the wet gagging and sucking sounds mixed with the loud cries and cheers of jubilation as clients reached climax.

God she loved her job.

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