Jasmines In Trouble Ch 04

Chapter 4: Job Interview

"You ungrateful fucking slut!!" Nicolette shouted at the naked Jasmine.

It was the next morning, and Jasmine had arrived at Nicolette's office at 6am as ordered. Of course, the brunette had only come into work at 8, which meant that the naked blonde had been posing in her favourite position in front of the windows for close to 2 hours.

"Nicolette, I'm sorry... I didn't have enough time after... After..." Jasmine began.

"After what?" Nicolette continued shouting, feigning ignorance.

"After... I fucked the men who installed the cameras..." Jasmine replied, blushing.

"What do you mean you didn't have enough time? So are you saying that they just finished fucking your slut cunt at 6am this morning? So when Owen got home he could enjoy the sight of his adulterous whore of a wife being fucked through the night by 5 strangers?" Nicolette shot back.

"No, ma'am. I mean... I had to clean up... Cum was everywhere..." Jasmine whispered softly.

"I specifically arranged for an interview at 530pm. I called in a favour for you, even though you are a worthless slut and you should be working the corner. I was trying to help you get a proper job in this company!" Nicolette said, trying to hide her smile.

"Nicolette... ma'am... I'm sorry... I already rushed all over the city yesterday... I got everything you wanted from the clothing shop and the rest of the places... I just didn't have enough time because... because... I got fucked twice in the afternoon by the 'camera crew'..." Jasmine explained, completely humiliated.

Nicolette, of course, was aware of everything that had happened, and not simply due to the surveillance that she now had over Jasmine's home. She had known from the beginning that it would be hard to complete all the assigned tasks from the day before, even without taking into consideration the workmen's considerable stamina. She admired the sight of her former rival and current slave, completely naked and vulnerable.

"Well, unfortunately, you are a useless slut. Luckily for you, I am kind. But you will, of course, be punished for this. From now on, you will always be naked when you are in your car. Footwear is fine, which means you can keep your slut-heels on. But before you get in, I want you to strip off the dress. Are we clear?"

"Yes, ma'am..." Jasmine replied, horrified.

"Repeat what I just said."

"I will be naked in the car..." Jasmine whispered.

"Good. Now, because I am also forgiving, I have arranged for another interview session for you today. Same address as before. Make sure you get there before 9. Now get your slut cunt out of my office and get driving. And remember the new rule." Nicolette shooed her slave away, who quickly slipped on her slutty white spaghetti-strapped dress and matching heels.

"AND. You'd better get the job. Or else..." Nicolette said menacingly.

Anyone in the underground carpark of the building would have seen the wonderful sight of a beautiful blonde swiftly slipping off her slutty dress before hurriedly climbing into her car, completely naked.

Jasmine barely made it to the small warehouse-like building by 9. In actual fact, she had no idea what job Nicolette had arranged for her to be interviewed for, simply that it was related to Stuls. Sighing, she turned off the ignition and got out of the car. Blushing, she realized that her legs parted wide and her pussy flashed openly pink to anyone who cared to look. Luckily, there were no other cars parked in the alleyway behind the warehouse and she quickly slipped on the white dress again. She carried her documents in her hand, before knocking on the small door on the side, labelled "Office".

"Come in." came a gruff voice replied.

Jasmine entered the tiny room, and was faced with a middle-aged Asian man glaring at her.

"No, I'm not interested." he replied simply, eyeing up her slutty attire and curvy body.

"Wha... No. I'm here for a job interview!" Jasmine replied, confused.

"We don't do that kind of jobs here." the man said, frowning.

"Um. Stuls Corp sent me. My... boss..." Jasmine winced at the thought of referring to Nicolette as her boss, but continued, "My boss said that I was to come here for an interview for a position. I was supposed to be here at 530pm yesterday but it was rescheduled to today."

"Oh, I see." the man suddenly curled his mouth up in a sneer, "Yes. From Ms Nicolette."

Jasmine nodded.

"Well, in that case, you can wait in the meeting room. I will be with you shortly." he gestured towards a door.

Jasmine thanked the man and headed into the room. To her disgust, the 'meeting room' seemed to be barely anything more than a broom closet. There was a tiny stool on the floor, which she sat her belongings on. She looked around at the cleaning supplies all around the 'room'.

A few minutes later, the man joined her in the room. The room was so small that they had to stand close together, only an arms-length apart.

"I am Hong. So, why do you think you deserve the job? And what's all this?" he asked her, pointing at her things on the stool while blatantly admiring her dress stretched tight over her braless chest. Jasmine knew her brown nipples could be seen through the flimsy cloth.

"Sir, these are my qualifications and supporting documents. There's my original degree certificate, my MBA, my resume and the like..." she tailed off as the man picked up the file and flipped through it.

"I see." he said, simply.

"The thing is, because you missed the interview yesterday, you're already at a disadvantage. And because the job in question is so popular, we have to do a practical examination of your skills. Follow me." he continued, and gestured for her to follow him, handing her the file.

"Yes, sir." she replied, feeling somewhat proud that she was about to be interviewed for an in-demand job.

They entered the main room of the warehouse, a huge hangar-like enclosed space. Again, cleaning supplies were messily stocked around the room.

"Now, strip." Hong ordered curtly.

Jasmine groaned. More sex, she thought. Well, as long as she got the job and Nicolette didn't have an excuse to do anything worse to her, that was fine, she figured.

"Yes, sir." Jasmine was soon naked and barefoot. She did not even bother covering up her tits and pussy, as the Asian man admired her naked form.

"Now take the documents you brought, and put them in a single stack on this table." Hong continued.

Confused, Jasmine obeyed. Naked, she gathered the documentation of her professional qualifications etc. and placed them on a neat stack on the table.

"Tear them up slowly into small pieces and throw the pieces into this circle." he gestured towards a small yellow circle on the ground.

"WHAT?" Jasmine asked, horrified.

"YOU HEARD ME, YOU STUPID NAKED BLONDE. TEAR THEM UP. SMALL PIECES. NOW. " he suddenly shouted at her.

Humiliated, the busty naked blonde had no choice but to slowly reach for her degree certificates and begin to destroy them. Soon, they were reduced to a pile of junk paper on the floor. Jasmine could feel tears welling up in her eyes, a fact that seemed to be deeply enjoyed by the watching man.

"Now," he handed her a lighter, "Set fire to the pile of useless shit."

"Yes, sir..." she replied, sighing.

The naked bombshell proceeded to burn her precious certificates.

"Rub your pussy while it burns. If your hairless slit is not twitching in orgasm before the fire goes out, you'll have failed the interview." Hong ordered.

Stunned, Jasmine did not do anything for a few seconds. The man proceeded to spank her tanned ass hard, which got the naked blonde moving. Just as she was reaching for her clit with her right hand, the door opened and a black man walked in. Jasmine instinctively covered up her tits and pussy, a beautiful shocked look on her face.

"Hey boss... Wha..." his jaw dropped as he saw the cowering naked blonde standing beside the small pile of burning paper.

"Oh yeah, don't mind the slut. What's up, Tom?" Hong asked.

"It's the delivery from Stuls. Where do you want me to hang it up?" Tom replied.

"HEY YOU, DUMB CUNT. DID YOU FORGET WHAT I SAID? IF YOU DON'T CUM BEFORE THE FIRE GOES OUT, YOU MIGHT AS WELL GET THE FUCK OUT NOW." the Asian shouted at her.

Of course, Tom had a good laugh as the powerless and vulnerable Jasmine slowly reached for her clit and begun to stimulate herself in circles, in full view of the two watching and amused men.

To add to Jasmine's humiliation, she soon realized that the two men were hanging up a full-sized, high-definition picture of her in her favourite position. The background was recognizable as Nicolette's office, but her busty body took up most of the picture. She seemed happy to be completely naked, posing erotically while gazing out of the full-body length windows of Nicolette's office, as though she was without a care in the world and hoping for someone to look in and admire her naked charms.

It made things worse that she was extremely horny. Her right hand diddling between her tanned thighs, fingers drawing circles around her clit in rapidly quickening strokes, the blonde used her left to twiddle and pinch her nipples. It was an undeniably twisted scene, a huge picture of a naked busty slut posing in her favourite position, the same once-proud blonde masturbating furiously, and her professional certificates in flames nearby. She could see "First Class" on a tiny piece of paper that was turning to ash, her pussy throbbing and practically oozing translucent female lubricant.

Jasmine came before the fire went out. Tom and Hong applauded as she continued taking deep breaths, completely humiliated and feeling worthless.

"Now, clean up the mess." Hong ordered.

Jasmine silently swept up the ashes of her certificates, still panting slightly from the masturbation.

"Congratulations, slut. You got the job. You are now Stuls Corporation's newest Toilet Cleaner!"