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, About 3 miles down the road Jym pulled into a strip mall. There was a grocery store, an auto parts store, a dog groomers, a dry cleaner, a fast-food restaurant and a old, dilapidated motel that Jym parked his car in front of. Jym opened his door and hopped out. Before closing the door he told Jasmine to stay put.
“don’t even think about running away Jazz.” You will absolutely regret it.”
He walked into the office of the motel and returned to the car about 2 minutes later. Jasmine was still sitting there. she had stopped crying; her makeup was all over her face. When Jym looked down he saw Jazzy was rubbing her clit… He didn’t want her to cum yet so he turned off the vibrator. She shot him a dirty look then he grabbed her by her hair and removed her from the car and pushed her towards a door with a small golden 5 on it. Jym unlocked the door and shoved Jasmine inside.
Inside of the motel room, it looked like it was 1980. Jazz wondered if it had been cleaned since then. There were stains on the burnt orange comforter and all over the now brown carpet, cigarette butts filled the ash tray by the bed and the whole place smelled like stale Newports. The curtains were a puke green color with burnt orange accents and one side was practically ripped in half, but someone had used a few safety pins to hold it together.
Jym closed & locked the door behind them but not before he put the Do Not Disturb sign on the outside handle.
Jym could barely contain his excitement, his boner sticking straight out. Jasmine, who was still wearing the tiny skit that Jym had given her earlier, was forced to remove her clothes and bend over, sticking her ass up in the air. Jym removed the vibrator from Jazzy’s pussy and reinserted into her ass. Jasmine squealed when she felt it on her asshole again. And loudly said
“No! Don’t!”
As Jym shoved it inside of her. 2 seconds later it was on again buzzing her near her G-spot and causing her to rise up on her tip toes. When she did this Jym pulled out his hard cock and inserted it as far as Jasmine’s pussy would allow.
In & out he thrusted, penetrating deeper each time. Jym’s hard cock felt amazing to jasmine. She was almost ready to explode in Exstacy when Jym ran his left hand up the back of her freshly buzzed nape and grabbed a handful of hair from the top of her head and pulled her head back. Jasmine sighed loudly and sharply then exclaimed
“yes Jym. Yes. I love it…. I’m…. Comingggg …gggg….ggg!!
Jym felt Jasmine’s pussy contracting. He knew he got her off! Just as Jazz was finishing Cumming, Jym blew his load deep inside of her. Jazz could feel Jym’s cum shoot inside of her as it left his cock with force. Her “yes” screams turned into “No” screams. She did not want to get pregnant! Especially from someone who kidnapped & raped her!
Jym still had a handful of Jasmine’s hair in his hand and when he finally let go his hand was covered in tiny hairs from her haircut. He pulled his cock out of her and shoved Jazzy face first on the bed.
“Fuck Jasmine! Look at all the little hair you are getting everywhere! You are not getting into my car again until you are cleaned up!!”
Jasmine just laid on the bed unresponsive to Jym. Her pussy was throbbing. She was breathing heavily, almost panting from her workout.
“Fine. I guess I’ll do it myself then!!” Jym angerly said after a few silent moments went by. He reached out and grabbed Jasmine by the hair again and pulled her off the bed and drug her into the bathroom. The motels bathroom was dirtier than the bedroom they had just come from. There was piss still in the toilet and an old used condom in the trash. The bathtub where Jym shoved Jazzy’s head had a nasty, dirty ring around it. He made her stay on all 4s with her head over the tub. She started crying again. Jym told Jasmine to “stay put, I’ll be right back.”
Jym quick footed his way out of the bathroom and out the front door of the motel room, opened the trunk of his car with the remote as he jogged over to it. He quick y grabbed a roll of duct tape he had in there, slammed the trunk and jogged back inside. He was happy to see Jasmine exactly as he left her and let her know it.
“Wow! Jasmine! Good girl! I’m so happy you obeyed. You will be rewarded later for being good! Now until then sit up on your knees.”
Jasmine obeyed and sat up on her knees. Jym then taped her mouth again nice & tight. Jasmine started crying again. Jym then asked Jazz to
“get back down on all 4s please now Jazz”
to which she did. Jym turned on the shower and a rush of cold very dark brown water came shooting out of the shower head onto the back of Jasmine’s head. A muffled
“Gasp”
escaped from her taped mouth as the dark brown water slowly turned to light brown water, and then to a foggy, yellow-Ish color.
“I guess that’s as clear as it’s going to get… Sorry. Not Sorry Jazz.”
Jym reached out to test the temperature and felt nothing but cold water.
“Apparently this place doesn’t have hot water at all “
. After saturating Jazzy’s hair with the cold foggy, yellow water, Jym turned it off. For some reason the bathtub wasn’t draining very well so Jazzy could see the nasty brown water Jym had rinsed her off with. Jym looked around for the complementary shampoo that is normally left in hotel rooms, but there was none. The only thing Jym found was 3/4 of a bar of Dial Soap by the sink.
“This will have to do.”
Jym said out loud to himself as he picked up the soap off the counter. Jasmine couldn’t see what Jym was talking about but was sure it was going to be something she didn’t like. Jym then started rubbing her freshly buzzed nape with the bar of Dial soap, working up a nice lather. He could see a ton of tiny cut hairs in the soap bubbles dripping off Jasmine’s head.
“Uhhhh”
Jasmine groaned as Jym started scrubbing what was one left of Jasmine’s long, beautiful hair. After all of her hair was white with lather, Jym stopped scrubbing. He put the soap down on the edge of the tub and rinsed his hands off with the cold water in the sink.
Then Jym turned on the shower on let the cold water rinse all the bubbles from Jasmine’s clean short hair.
Jym grabbed a towel from the towel rack on the wall and threw it on Jasmine’s head and told her to dry off.
“Dry yourself off Jazzy baby.
Jasmine dried herself the best she could with a cheap, stained bath towel. The Dial soap had stripped her hair off any moisture Stacey had just injected into it. Jasmine was left with a nasty, dry puffy bob haircut with a buzzed undercut.
Jym could see how tangled it had gotten from his scrubbing and knew that he needed to brush her so it would look presentable, but he didn’t have one.
Jym walked over to the grocery store that was in the same strip mall as the motel, where he had rented a room, to get one. Everything was closed in the strip mall. When he returned, jasmine was passed out.
