Tonight is going to be a very special night when me and my lovely little bimbo pet Brittany go out to the club tonight. I have been preparing all week shopping for her outfit. I bought her a pair of 6" stiletto heels, the shortest pink skirt I could find (which is short enough to show off a little bit of her ass), a proper strapless crop top, and my favorite...
Larya lay on her back, staring up into the little man's beautiful, twinkling eyes. She smiled vacantly, tilting her head to one side. It was hard to follow the twinklings, but she tried her very hardest. She knew it was important for some reason. "You don't know why you left," the man purred, spinning the pretty silver ball in his hand. Her lips parted in w...
This is an interactive version of my existing series of Freedom to Fuck stories, which can be found online pretty easily. In this Utopian vision of the future, women have no rights whatsoever and cannot say no to anything a man wants them to do. Advanced technology allows quick and simple body and mental modification, used by men to improve the women in thei...
--- Friday -- Evening --- The hotel was crawling with people 'cause there was an adult convention taking place. However, there was a place that was literally deserted like a morgue, which was the wellness area in the basement. Unfortunately, that was exactly where I was hanging around, also literally. Remember? Ortega had given me the chance to earn two p...
A pair of owls hooted a call-and-response to each other back in the pines. The shadows were lengthening; it was getting dark up here, and the denizens of the night were taking over. Jace Morgan gripped his shotgun tightly, nervously glancing around the forest. He'd been coming up here since he'd been a little kid; he knew every rock, every tree in these woo...
I've been struggling to write this piece, about how I walked out of my boring marriage and moved in with my lover. This is about my transition from a responsible, suburban wife to a carefree concubine and my transformation from an uninspiring, drab woman to a svelte sex-symbol; the quintessential bimbo. My dress code and image was transformed from sensible a...
I woke up that morning feeling a sense of great relief and satisfaction. As I stretched under the sheets, I could sense Bobby's presence. I'd insisted he sleep under the bed that night, after our little session, our meeting of the minds, took place. I used his own belt, which made it all the more satisfying. Jesus, I really laid into him, both with the belt...
I wake up in a cloudy haze after I have been knocked out for God knows how long. The room I am in is very small with a bed, table, chair, and a toilet. The motif of this prison is just like everywhere else at Femco: black and pink. I start to get up and after I pull the latex sheets off of me I realize a horrible discovery. All of my clothes have been remove...
We arrived at our home, about twenty minutes after picking up my bimbo dressed slut wife. I picked her up outside one of the most notorious pick up joints in our town. A lot of the journey home involved my wife regaling some of the saucy and naughty moments she claimed she had been enjoying recently at the hands of the lounge lizards and alpha males. She had...
My students continued to fuck and gang-fuck me, incessantly for the next two months. These young men were supposedly intelligent, but like most men, their cocks were ruling their decision making. With all of the photographic and video evidence they had on me, they assumed they were blackmailing me in to partaking regular sexual deviant activities with them...