"ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-ONE!"
"JASMINE!" Clap and spread.
"IS!" Slap and shut.
"A!" Clap.
"CHEATING!" Slap.
"WHORE!" Clap.
"THANK YOU FOR WATCHING ME!" the naked big-titted slut shouted at the window in the empty room, the blindfold still preventing her from seeing whether anyone was actually watching her.
Jasmine was drenched in sweat by now. She could feel strands of her luscious curls sticking to her face and the back of her neck even though she had tied her hair into a tight bun earlier on Xavier's orders.
She had no idea when Xavier would come back. All he had said was that she was to start her humiliating exercises when her firm ass was spanked, then he had slipped on the blindfold and stuffed her ears full. Unable to hear or see, she had felt the spank come soon after.
The problem was that she could only stop, per his orders, when she was spanked again.
It had been more than 30 minutes, Jasmine estimated, but the poor bitch had no choice but to continue doing the amusing exercises.
For the once-proud woman, being kept in the lurch was always a blow to her deflated ego. It made Jasmine feel as though her time and feelings were not worth anything, and, worse still, being naked and fuckable-on-demand was not enough to make herself anyone's priority. With wobbly legs, the blonde bimbo gritted her teeth and forced herself to keep going, wondering if the carpet men were still in the room.
She certainly hoped that the second spank would be coming soon.
"THREE HUNDRED.." Jasmine panted, "AND SIXTY-NINE!"
"JASMINE!" Clap.
"IS!" Slap.
She had to pause because her calves were aching so badly.
"A!" Clap.
"CHEATING!" Slap.
"WHORE!" Clap.
It was torture. To stand there with her legs spread wide made things worse because she was off-balance and exhausted. Jasmine hated her big silicone tits, which inevitably gave her additional weight to handle, even more at this moment than during tiring cockrides.
"THANK YOU.. FOR WATCHING ME!"
And then - "PIAK" - Jasmine felt a hard spank on her tight and sore ass.
"OH!" she exclaimed, hurriedly removing the sleep mask and earplugs.
As her eyes got adjusted to the light, Jasmine was relieved to finally be able to stop her stupid exercises, but she was also a little worried, wondering who it could be.
Her relief turned to slight irritation when she realized that it was Jim who had spanked her as though she was a naughty child.
"You're welcome, you cheap slut. I certainly enjoyed the view." Jim laughed. He wasn't in his hotel room attendant uniform any longer, and was instead casually dressed.
"Oh.. Jim.. I thought.." Jasmine began, panting.
Jasmine hunched over, exhausted. Sweat dripped off her succulent curves, emphasizing her nice all-over tan.
"Yeah, your master.. Or boss.. Or whatever.. He's busy so he told me to tell you what you have to do, after I fuck you.." Jim said.
"Wow," Jasmine thought, "Fucking me is just as normal as having a meal, apparently.."
But the naked Jasmine was too tired and humiliated to respond.
"First things first. Favourite position!" Jim said happily, "Oh yeah, he told me about that too."
Sighing, Jasmine slowly forced herself upright. Her arms and legs were still trembling from the exhaustion, but she tried her best to assume the erotic and exposed position.
Suddenly, Jim leaned over and licked the side of her face.
"Urrgh!" disgusted, Jasmine instinctively backed away.
"You get the fuck back here now, whore!" Jim ordered.
"Please, it's disgusting. What are you doing? Just.. Just.. Fuck.. Fuck me?" Jasmine said with a frown, but walked slowly back towards him.
"You know what I always fantasized about, seeing you in those tight yoga pants.. I always wanted to strip you naked after your session, lick you all over, then have you ride my cock like the sweaty whore you are.." Jim said.
Jasmine winced as he knelt down and gave her a full lick on her sweat-covered pussy. But then her young neighbour suddenly stood up again.
"Ah, fucking tasty.. But before I get too distracted by your dumb slut body.." he reached into his back pocket and handed her a small card with an address stated on it, "Mr Xavier says that, after I fuck you, you are to get to this address."
"And because I'm nice, I googled it for you. It's a tattoo parlour in Chi-town. You can probably get there on foot in about an hour and a half, maybe an hour if you hurry. Do have fun walking there after we're done fucking!" Jim continued, barely able to contain his excitement.
"But.. I have no clothes.. I can't walk there.. Naked?" Jasmine whispered, suddenly feeling extremely self-conscious of her nudity, and it took all of her willpower to remain in her favourite position.
"Well, not my problem. Ok, get your slut cunt on the bed!" Jim was obviously enjoying toying with the young woman.
"Jim, please help me. I can't walk there naked. So many people will be getting off work. It's an hour and a half in broad daylight! Please, my body.." Jasmine begged.
"Oh yes, he also told me that you have to bring the vase. The one with the flowers; your souvenir." Jim continued, "And that's all you're allowed to bring. So.. You can use the water to block your body, I guess?"
The butt-naked Jasmine immediately dropped to her knees. "Please, Jim. I'll suck your cock. I'll fuck.. Fuck you like a slut in heat. I'll ride you and get all sweaty. And.. And.. I'll let you lick me all over. Please, I don't want to walk naked through the city all the way to Chinatown.. It's too far.."
"Hmm.." Jim pretended to mull over what the hapless slave was saying, "I'll be fucking you regardless. And you have to fuck me the way I want anyway. Which means.. There's nothing much in it for me.."
Jasmine began sobbing.
Jim chuckled as his eyes roamed over the Jasmine's evenly tanned smooth skin.
"Well, there is something, I guess. How about.. I give you two choices?" he said.
Jasmine's ears perked up. "YES. PLEASE. ANYTHING!" she replied.
"So you can either walk naked to the shop.. Honestly, I think you should be able to get there in slightly less than an hour if you run all the way. What a sight that would be, huh? A bare-assed slut in public with huge tits and firm ass, sprinting as she normally does for a hard cock.." Jim said with a wink.
"No.. Please.." Jasmine begged.
"Or.. every single time you come over for yoga, you will come over completely naked! All you will have with you is the key to your house, which you will store in that moist flowerpot cunt. But no clothes, no shoes, nothing. You will leave your house naked and walk to ours." Jim almost couldn't control his laughter.
"Jim, please.. No.." Jasmine was horrified.
"Come on, why so down? I mean, you could walk over from the back, I guess." he sniggered, "It'll be a nice walk, plenty of natural breeze, maybe you'll bump into some of our neighbours.. You could say hi.. Make small talk.."
"Oh no.." Jasmine was lost for words.
"So go on, whore. Choose! I'm hard and I want to get inside that tight wet pussy. Either I'll fuck you and then when I'm done, you'll walk naked to the tattoo parlour. Or, I'll fuck you and then drive you over but you gotta leave your house naked when you come for yoga every week!" Jim was clearly enjoying himself.
Jasmine would have never in a million years have considered the idea of walking naked to Tammy's home, but she was doing so now. The other option was more than an hour of public nudity, and she had to get from the hotel, which was right in the downtown core, all the way to Chinatown! She could not possibly walk through town naked in the midday.
Jim was already stripping off his clothes. "If you've not chosen by the time I've got my clothes off, we're fucking, and then you're walking naked to Chi-town." he said.
"Ok.. ok.." Jasmine said, tearing, "I'll walk over naked every Sunday.. And then.. I'll do yoga with no clothes.. Please drive me to Chinatown, Jim.. It's all the way across the city.. "
"Alright then, a wise choice, my dear whore." Jim was already lying on the bed, his stiff and erect cock pointing proudly towards the ceiling.
Of course, this meant that Jasmine was given no time to get herself mentally prepared for the fact that she would have to walk completely nude through her neighbourhood every Sunday from now on. It only served to further reinforce how unimportant and worthless the naked Jasmine's feelings were and how far she had fallen.
"Now, your master tells me you're an expert at reverse cowgirl cockriding? Apparently, it's a crucial part of your workout to keep you in fuckable condition - I think those were his exact words?" he said with a grin, "But I want you cowgirl. I want to pinch those hard nipples and squeeze those huge tits as you ride me."
Naturally, there was no rest for a cheap slut. The fact that her calves were aching was irrelevant, as Jim required her expert services.
Jim signalled to her casually, with a "Chop-chop! Get your fucking cunt on me, you cheap whore."
Sighing, Jasmine jiggled her busty and sweaty curves as she walked over like a slut in heat.
Her gym sessions had taught her well as far as being a salacious cockrider was concerned. Jasmine straddled her young neighbour as she had countless strangers in the gym - but since he had demanded the cowgirl position, she faced him rather than away from him as she would have normally done for her "No-Hands Cowgirl Workout" - sliding his rock hard dick all the way deep inside her sopping wet cunt.
Nicolette had given her a few orders in order to tweak her technique, so that the lucky guy would get the most out of the "full Jasmine experience" - as the evil witch had called it. Jasmine always hated it when Nicolette described her as though she was a mere object, and her tormentor knew it.
Jasmine grasped tightly on to her platinum black bun and raised herself off Jim's cock slowly. A soft moan escaped her lips unintentionally.
Still holding on to her bun, as she would during the entirety of the cockride, Jasmine parted her legs wide. Her heels would be the closest to Jim's body, and her toes were to be angled away from and almost perpendicular to his hips.
Jasmine always cursed the witch's inventiveness. Placing her feet beside her partner's thighs with her toes angled along the same line would allow the slut to cockride in a more "conservative" manner because she would not have to spread her inner pink lips that wide.
But Nicolette did not allow such luxury for her, and Jasmine's shaved pussy was to be spread wide invitingly for whoever cared to look. She wanted Jasmine to be completely exposed to the watching crowd in the changing room of the gym whenever her Jasmine slave engaged in her rambunctious adultery. And, complete exposure naturally included as much of the hapless slut's pussy!
As the whorish Jasmine was to keep her hands on her bun at all times, this caused her huge fake 36Fs to be thrust out for ease of pinching or kneading - it was as though they were begging the owner of the hard cock that the slut was riding to squeeze them.
Jasmine began to slide her smooth and well-lubricated slit up and down Jim's dick.
The other "tip" - also mandatory, of course - that Nicolette had given her slave was that she was not to bump her hairless cunt too hard against her partner's groin. Nicolette had snidely shared her reasons for this with her slut one day. First, she did not want Jasmine's clit to receive too much direct stimulation as she wanted the blonde to stay horny and needy. Jasmine's slutty cunt was still aroused, as it always was, but Nicolette did not want her to enjoy the cockriding experience too much. Secondly, she wanted Jasmine to do all the work, so the poor sextoy was not to rely on any sort of momentum to thrust herself up. That job was only for the tanned Jasmine's toned calves.
This meant that Jasmine had to slow down towards the end of each of her "downward slides", causing her inner muscles to squeeze softly around her partner's hard shaft, as though she was egging his seed out of his balls.
This, more importantly, also meant that the cockride was extremely tiring for the poor Jasmine, as she could not simply fall back onto the lucky guy and pretend to rest by sitting on his cock or sluttily grinding her clit against his groin. The moment her sopping wet pussylips touched the end of his shaft, she was to push herself off using only her legs, since her hands were still to be gripping onto her bun, and continue her energetic movements as though the only thing her wetdream of a body was good for was obscene cockriding.
A wave of shame washed over the completely debased and naked slave as she remembered that she wasn't in control of her life anymore - even the way that she was to ride cocks was for her tormentors to decide, according to what amused or pleased them most.
The room was soon filled with the evenly tanned busty slut's moaning and Jim's satisfied grunts as Jasmine's juicy bald cunt continuously made quick and erotic "Schlupp" noises. It was as though the slave bimbo was rewarding him with the expert cockride for participating in her humiliation.