On a miss, two new NPCs appear.

Ayumi got out of the Uber ride and stepped onto the curb by the motel standing in the cold night air causing her to pull her thigh-length coat tighter around her body. She was freezing in the outfit that she was ordered to wear beneath and quickly dashed to the front desk of the seedy business her eyes flicking towards the various homeless people shuffling about outside. It wasn't the part of the town she wanted to be in, much less dressed like a hooker beneath her coat. Her sparkly stiletto heels clacked against the broken cement as she entered into the main office her eyes adjusting slowly to the harsh light. Ayumi's grip loosened on her coat allowing it to part enough for the man behind the desk to get a glimpse at the treasure that lay beneath.

She was dressed in a sexy lolita outfit she'd daringly worn for Halloween last year. It was a sheer sky blue outfit that was like a sexy Alice in Wonderland dress only even more slutty. Her clothes, if they could even be called that, was sheer and meant to show off any lingerie she wore beneath. The skirt was puffy and hemmed with lace made all the worse by the petticoat beneath it forcing it outwards and leaving it well above the upper parts of her soaked thighs. She was without any panties which made her even more self-conscious as the older man behind the desk looked her body up and down his eyes not needing to work hard to undress her. The thought of him staring at her nearly naked nubile body was awakening something within her. I can't be turned on by this... I- I'm not a slut...

"What can I do you for little lady," the man asked his eyes focused on her chest her perky breasts pressed against the thin material her nipples stiffened into hard points. She had been told to also not wear a bra making her thankful that the material was soft against her poor nubs. The sleeves of the dress were spherical, puffy clear caps with little ribbons. The massive bow on the back of her dress pushed the coat open more than she wished leaving her exposed and **** to anyone who wanted a piece of her. The only underwear Ayumi had been permitted to wear were a set of sheer-white stockings attached to a garter belt beneath her outfit.

"I- I- I uh... I need a key to room," Ayumi reached into her coat pocket to pull out the instructions leaving it now completely open and giving the motel owner a wonderful view of her body. Unconsciously, she spread her legs a little wider to keep her balance better on her precariously thin stilettos her legs shaky with fear and, unknown to her, anticipation. "Room. Room 102."

The man quirked an eyebrow at that; room 102 was the special one meant for certain kinds of fun. For the girl to ask for that meant the guy who came by earlier wasn't kidding. He'd never seen someone so clearly innocent and young willingly enter into such an arrangement, but clearly, she was dressed for the part. He'd have to ask the customer later for a piece of the girl after she had fully submitted to her future owner's desires. The man nodded and led Ayumi to the room opening the door to let her in. Waiting inside was another man, tall and wiry, surrounded by more erotic paraphernalia than she could have dared imagine. The owner closed the door behind them as they entered his hands resting on Ayumi's shoulders to prevent her from leaving.