'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.
"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 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 Jasmine 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. Nicolette never seemed to run out of ways to humiliate her naked 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 Jasmine'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 Jasmine's obscenely parted thighs and flicked her engorged clit hard.
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