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Jasmines In Trouble Ch 10

Jasmines In Trouble Ch 10

by jasminetanme
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Author's Note: So far, I have not included specific trigger warnings because I believe that the previous chapters have not contained any potentially distressing depictions or plotlines. In this chapter, however, there will be unequivocal references to incest, and, in the same vein, the story tags will reflect this. If you are likely to be offended or troubled by such content, I would advise you not to read on.

Thank you very much, to all my readers, for sticking around.

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Chapter 10: Decorated!

Jasmine sobbed as her eyes roamed over the pathetic reflection staring miserably back at her in the full body mirror.

It was past one in the morning, and she certainly hoped Owen was already asleep upstairs. She would have had a lot of explaining to do, and the completely naked slut was at a loss as to what excuse she could come up with this time.

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A FEW HOURS EARLIER..

After enjoying the "full Jasmine experience" and spurting his warm seed deep into her well-fucked cunt, Jim began to get dressed, laughing at the sight of the panting young wife. Unfortunately, for that particular sweaty and sticky slut, Jim then ordered her not to clean her juicy slit.

"I want you to feel my cum inside you all the way there, you dirty whore!" he chuckled.

The tanned blonde lay down on the bed, exhausted from the afternoon's jumping jacks but especially due to her most recent energetic cockride.

Jasmine was relieved that her naked and barefoot form would not be exposed to the busy city for a full hour and a half since Jim had "kindly" agreed to give her a lift to the tattoo parlour. She absent-mindedly dragged her fingers over her hairless pussy, frowning slightly when they made contact with the sticky mixture of fresh male and female cum leaking out from her adulterous cunt.

"Oh, come on, stop being a fucking horny bitch. I just fucked you and you're already playing with yourself?" Jim laughed.

Blushing, Jasmine wiped her fingers on the insides of her smooth thighs, still shiny with sweat from the variety of strenuous exercises she had just endured - not least the one involving her deliciously pink inner pussy muscles.

"Get me a cup of coffee!" Jim ordered.

Jasmine sighed. She didn't want to upset Jim, lest he change his mind and left her to walk naked through town!

So, even though she was extremely tired from the day's exertions, the naked slave got herself to her feet, subserviently replying, "Yes, sir."

Jim admired the sight of the tight curvy ass jiggling, as Jasmine obediently fixed him a warm cup of coffee from the machine at the minibar. He would never have imagined that he would have seen his beautiful young neighbour naked, let alone get to perform a thorough examination of her slutty body using his hands and cock! But that was exactly what had happened today. Jim thanked his lucky stars that he had been working today, and had been summoned to the suite at just the right time to witness the blonde's humiliation.

He could barely wait for her very first yoga session, a smile inevitably crossing his face at the thought of the busty blonde introducing their neighbours to her naked delights.

After finishing his coffee, Jim turned to the adulterous whore, "I'll pick you up from the service entrance. Do you know where that is?"

Jasmine blushed, remembering that that was where Bobby and Mike first had the pleasure of seeing her completely nude and exposed - big tits, bald twat and all.

She nodded and replied, "Yes, sir.."

"Good. And don't forget to take your vase. It's got your ring inside too, isn't it?" Jim continued.

"Yes, sir." Jasmine chirped.

A fresh wave of humiliation washed over her as she glanced at the purple roses that had, just a few hours ago, been snugly inside her once-private snatch.

"When you wait for me, hold the vase behind you! Oh, and I want you to do a creampie. You should know what that is, don't you?" Jim winked at her.

"Yes.. Yes, sir.." the mortified blonde replied.

So, a few minutes later, the middle-aged man sitting near the counter of the service elevator in the basement (who had earlier in the day instructed Bobby to log his deliverables in the small notebook - including one extremely embarrassed and bare-assed big titted wanton slut) was treated to a majestic but amusing sight.

The completely naked Jasmine had first sat her curvy butt on the ground and held on tightly to the vase of roses behind her.

She was unsure if Jim had wanted her to do the creampie standing, but the immoral slut figured that he would be happier if she was more exposed. And, the subservient bimbo was aware that the best way to ensure complete exposure of her needy cunt - while she used her inner fuckhole muscles to squeeze out the evidence of her most recent act of adultery - was to be seated and spread wide like a horny skank. Thus, the blonde had then spread her legs extremely wide in the air, directing her shaved pussy towards the main entrance of the service carpark.

Of course, the busty bombshell was extremely humiliated. She didn't know what the man must think of her, but it couldn't be anything good. After all, only the cheapest of whores would sit down in the middle of the carpark and show off their completely naked body and bald cunt in that wanton manner, practically begging for the attention of whoever cared to look!

Jim's loud announcement to the carpark a few minutes later had brought an even redder blush to her beautiful features.

"FUCKING DIRTY SLUT, GET IN THE TRUNK. I DON'T WANT YOUR JUICES ON MY LEATHER!" he had shouted gleefully.

The embarrassed naked Jasmine, fully aware of the mixture of spunk visibly oozing out of her juicy slit like a tasty lava cake, had hurriedly stopped posing in the lewd position.

She had actually felt somewhat thankful as she squeezed her worthless naked body into the trunk obediently, as she was aware that Jim would not be able to humiliate her further along the way.

Then, about ten uneventful minutes later, Jasmine, who was already breaking out in fresh sweat from being in the extremely uncomfortable and musty trunk, felt the lid pop open.

"Ok, get out. I'm in a bit of a hurry." Jim grabbed her by the arm and pulled her out of the trunk.

He handed her her "favourite vase".

Jasmine took a quick look around.

She was in the back alley, and she could see two homeless-looking men in ragged clothing slightly more than 10 feet away. They had already noticed her naked body and were craning their necks to take a good at her!

Feeling conscious, Jasmine tried to use the vase to cover as much of her shaved pussy as possible, gripping it with both hands and resorting to using her elbows to shield her evenly tanned fun bags at the same time.

Of course, she failed comically, and the naked blonde's young neighbour and most recent fuck buddy chuckled at her pathetic attempts at modesty.

"Ah, I forgot. There was another card from earlier. From Mr Xavier. Ok, got to go. I'll see you.. And maybe use you, on Sunday!" Jim tossed the small card unceremoniously at the hapless nude woman.

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'Tap-tap-tap'

Robbie glanced up from the 3-D render that he had been working on for a long-time friend. There was someone knocking on the back door of his shop.

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"It's open!" he said.

There was silence for a few seconds.

Then,

'tap-tap-tap'

- the soft knocking on the door continued.

Frowning, Robbie looked at his watch.

"It's open! Just come on in!" he hollered.

'Tap-tap-tap'

. For some reason, the person outside continued knocking instead of simply entering.

Slightly irritated, Robbie got up and walked over to the back door.

"Who's this dumb wanker.." he muttered to himself under his breath.

The first thing that Robbie noticed when he opened the back door, a faint tinge of annoyance still on his face, were the two beautiful firm tits and perky nipples thrust proudly out towards him.

"Wha.." the tattoo artist began, before trailing off.

His eyes roamed over the smooth skin of the sexy naked woman.

"Wow, there are no tanlines on her at all." he thought, eyes zooming in on the shaved pussy exposed between her widely parted thighs.

Illuminated under the glow of his neon signboard, Robbie admired the sight of Jasmine's taut and hairless body.

Her luscious platinum blonde hair was tied into a bun and she stood upright, thrusting her huge melons out at him and emphasizing her nudity even more. It was as though the big titted slut standing in front of his shop did not have a single care about having her naked body seen - she was standing with her arms behind her head and her legs spread very wide!

"What.. Is going on?" Robbie found his voice again.

Even though the curvy bombshell was standing tall and proud like an experienced nudist who had no qualms about showing off her nude form to the public eye, he noticed a hot blush spreading over her beautiful features as she began speaking.

"Hi, sir.." Jasmine said, trying her best to put on a naughty girl smile despite her obvious embarrassment.

"Delivery for Mistress.. Mistress Nicolette, sir.." impotent anger welled up inside the poor blonde as she was forced to refer to her chief tormentor respectfully, as if the cruel woman was her OWNER.

"One completely naked exhibitionist.. Slut.. With big fake.. Fake.. Fake tits and.. A.. Wet.. Wet bald.. Cunt.." Jasmine choked as she uttered the self-deprecating words.

"For.. Mistress Nicolette, sir.." Jasmine continued.

But the worst part was still to come, Jasmine knew. She was merely carrying out the orders that had been written on the small card that Jim had thrown at her, after all.

The mortified skank wasn't sure whose idea it had been - Xavier and Nicolette seemed equally devious; but if she had had to guess, her money would have been on the latter. The brunette never seemed to run out of ways to humiliate her naked blonde slave, not least by making her behave like a wanton adulterous slut in front of random strangers.

"Please.. Please.. Accept receipt by touching.. Touching.. This worthless.. Marr.. Married.. Whore's.. Clit.. Sir.." Jasmine's voice was barely audible now.

Robbie watched open-mouthed at Jasmine's amusing performance, his eyes fixated on her pink nether lips, visibly parted between her toned thighs.

"Uh.. Yes." he said after what seemed like a minute, "Yes, Nicolette told me you would be coming. Jizzmine.. Right?"

Robbie chuckled as he caught sight of a dirty homeless man in the background, craning his neck to get a good look at the saucy exhibitionist's tanned back and tight ass. He wondered if the naked woman knew that her bare body was being gawked at (by someone other than himself, of course).

"Come on in, unless you like showing off your body to the public so much." Robbie smiled at Jasmine.

He noticed a small vase with purple flowers in them placed beside the naked woman's feet. Robbie noted that the vase was placed far away enough; it was as though the experienced tart wanted to ensure that her sexy legs, parted almost two feet wide, would be fully visible for his viewing pleasure!

But Jasmine did not move.

"Please accept receipt.. by touching.. This worthless married.. Married whore's clit.. Sir.." the extremely degraded Jasmine repeated.

"Oh!" Robbie caught on, and grinned wide.

Jasmine felt truly worthless now. Not only was she brazenly exhibiting her naked body in public, but she was also begging a stranger to touch her on the most intimate area of her bald pussy like a brainless subservient sextoy. And all because one or more of her tormentors felt it would be amusing!

It was certainly hilarious, except for the naked and barefoot woman.

"Hmm. And if I don't?" the tattoo artist asked snidely, observing the homeless man in the background moving towards the poor blonde's naked body.

"Please, sir.. If you don't.. Then I have to stand here.. For.. Forever.." Jasmine wasn't sure what to say.

She could hear footsteps from behind her and she wanted to get into the shop as soon as she could.

"Ok then. Bye!" Laughing, Robbie began to shut the door.

Jasmine's eyes widened in horror.

"Ok, ok, I'm just messing with you. Nicolette did say you're a dumb one.." Robbie winked.

He reached towards the sexy blonde's obscenely parted thighs and flicked her engorged clit hard.

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"Hey, Bob." Nicolette gave Robbie a tight hug when she stepped into the tattoo parlour.

"Right on time as usual!" Robbie laughed, "Well, I've got her all prepped. My stuff's all ready too."

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Nicolette followed her old friend into the back room of his shop.

The moment she saw Jasmine's pathetic form, she burst out laughing.

"I have missed you, my dear fuckslave!" the brunette teased.

Still completely naked and barefoot as usual, Jasmine was securely fastened to stirrups that would not have looked out of place in a BDSM clip. She was seated, but that was where the comfort ended for the hapless blonde.

Her toned legs were spread exactly 180 degrees horizontally wide, leaving her puffy gash gaping and exposed completely for Nicolette and Robbie's visual critique. This meant that even her inner pussy lips were parted, her succulent pink labia forming a visible oval between her widely splayed thighs. There was only a single leather strap fastened around each of her ankles in order to ensure as much exposure of her body as possible.

But that was not all.

Jasmine's arms were lifted over her head and wrapped around the back of the neckrest. Robbie had tied her wrists down to something behind the "gynae-chair", causing her upper body to be stretched out obscenely. More importantly, the tension caused the randy minx to arch her back uncomfortably, her big tits thrust out like a tempting offering for the watching pair's casual viewing.

"Hello, ma'am.." the obedient slave mumbled miserably.

"I see Xavier got you back to me in one piece. And, early as well! I told him I'd only be here at 9, but.. I guess you've had the time to get comfy huh?" Nicolette chuckled.

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

Of course, the naked blonde was anything but comfortable, restrained and exposed in that inverted-T-shaped position.

"Have you fucked her yet?" Nicolette asked Robbie with a smile.

"Nah," Robbie chucked, "I was working on the render, you know. Had a pretty busy day, and I wanted to let you see how things would look before we proceed."

"YEOOOOW!" Jasmine shrieked.

Nicolette had suddenly slapped the poor naked blonde hard - right between her parted thighs on her shaved puffy pussylips! Her soft pubic flesh stinging, Jasmine began to tear.

"So, slut, you didn't beg to entertain Bob? You didn't tell him that he could use your fuckholes whenever he got bored?" Nicolette scolded.

"No.. I didn't.. Please, I'm sorry, ma'am.." Jasmine sobbed.

"Fucking useless cunt. Can't even be a whore properly." Nicolette said.

"YEOOOOOOOW!!" Jasmine screamed as her hairless slit was spanked hard again.

"Tomorrow, you will report to work. I don't care that it's a Saturday. I'm arranging for extra training to get you up to speed on your proper job." Nicolette said simply, then, as though as an afterthought, "And, as punishment for not begging to fuck Bob tonight!"

Jasmine's tormentor then turned to Robbie and said, "She'll be learning how to clean toilets tomorrow. With her tongue, maybe!"

The pair laughed loudly at the naked blonde's expense.

"And you," Nicolette continued, jabbing her finger in the fucktoy's direction, "Better make sure Tom is happy tomorrow!"

"So," Robbie said to his friend, "I'll show you the renders in a bit. But about the tattoos.. I had a few ideas. I know you were conflicted, so maybe we could run through some options together?"

"Yeah, sure!" Nicolette answered.

Jasmine was under no illusions - they were talking about tattooing her precious smooth skin! It made her feel worse sitting there, naked and spread wide, while they discussed putting body art on her, because it emphasized the reality that she did not have a say in the matter.

"One option would be a tramp stamp. We could perhaps have a 'OWNED' or 'PROPERTY OF NICOLETTE' in block letters?" Robbie suggested.

Jasmine blushed. He was talking about the future of her body as though they were considering putting a case onto a mobile phone.

"Hmm," Nicolette replied, deep in thought, "I mean that's a good idea, but I don't think it would be obvious enough, since it'll be on her back. I want the world to know she's a whore. MY whore! But, on the other hand.."

"Well, in that case.. Two, on each of her inner thighs, with arrows pointing towards her skanky slit. Perhaps, 'FUCK' and 'ME'?" Robbie said.

To Jasmine's utter humiliation, Robbie walked over and lightly brushed his hands over her silky smooth tanned thighs, as though she were a wall and they were brainstorming about what colour of paint would be most suitable!

"Yeah, you see, the other consideration that I was having is that the tattoos might detract from her nudity. Sounds a little counterintuitive, I know, but I want her naked body to be the main attraction. I want people to be staring at her cunt rather than reading the words on her skin.." Nicolette replied.

"So.. The only reason why I might not get tattooed is because the tattoo will cover up part of my skin.." the exposed blonde thought, feeling worthless.

"Hmm. Then how about one right above her slit? I'm guessing you'll never allow her to have pubic hair, anyway. So, that triangular area, it's perfect for something like 'DEPOSIT CUM HERE'." Robbie continued, before adding "Oh, and, tattooing that area is quite painful. If it affects your decision, you know?"

Nicolette chuckled, "Of course, any useless whore must know how to appreciate being a good painslut.."

Robbie used his finger to draw a line right where Jasmine's upper pantyline would have normally ended - if she had been respectable enough to wear any proper underwear rather than her favourite go-to one-piece slingshot thongs, of course.

"So, it could be here. This would be slightly higher up. So, it will definitely show if she's wearing a bikini." he said.

"Or," Robbie continued, dragging his finger downwards over the hairless once-private area to right above her sensitive clit, "Here. And, if what you want is for her cunt to be the centre of attention, words here will not be distracting, I think?"

"Hmm.." Nicolette was deep in thought.

Robbie stroked Jasmine's smooth slit, giving her a pat like he would an obedient animal.

"Good job on getting her tanned, anyway." Robbie sniggered, his focus obviously on the tender and equally evenly-tanned skin that flanked her puffy slit.

Jasmine twitched instinctively as Robbie suddenly poked both her armpits while saying, "Another idea that I had, was here."

"Two longer phrases," he continued, "Like, maybe, "I FUCK FOR FREE' and 'I PAY TO SUCK'? Written in two lines across each armpit?"

Nicolette seemed amused, "Oh, yeah, that would be funny. I mean, I could order her to show every fifth person she sees her armpits, and then read the words out to them.. Or something!"

"And, of course, there is the option of right on these funbags!" Robbie suddenly used both hands to squeeze the poor Jasmine's sensitive tits, thrust out and vulnerable, hard.

"Maybe like 'CUM ON ME' in a line?" Nicolette suggested.

"Yeah, something like that! I mean.. It's your choice, of course!" Robbie said, laughing.

"Sure, it's her choice. Even though it's my naked body that's going to be marked by sleazy words.. Oh my god.. What would Owen think.." Jasmine thought.

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