Hannah was nervous. She’d only experienced ‘bimbo training’ one on one, not with this eight people. Three men and five women were sitting around the living room; four of the women were submissive, one was not. All of them were gorgeous.
With full lips, round eyes, a petite girlish face, and long dark that spilled down over her voluptuous breasts, Hannah had never been short of male attention. Her social media was full of constant requests from men, begging for a chance to meet, or racy pictures. But as a rule she didn’t like the idea of meeting men from social media, especially not when her tastes were so… different.
She’d met Jake when browsing a website that she definitely shouldn’t have been. The kind of website that made her want to tilt her phone away from any prying eyes, or hurriedly close her laptop when she heard a knock at the door.
He’d written a post offering to train someone to become a bimbo, something that Hannah craved, but never talked about. As she read about his talk of reducing women down to sex objects, strict behaviour control, and releasing her ‘inner bimbo’, she couldn’t fight the burning feeling of intrigue.
Against her better judgement she’d messaged him, and she’d been surprised when he messaged back, not least because he hadn’t demanded nudes, or tried to give her any ludicrous tasks like she’d feared. Instead his messages had been surprisingly gentle, occasionally funny, and always exciting.
She almost couldn’t believe she’d gone to meet him the first time, but she had. And she didn’t regret it. He had indeed ‘trained’ her, and she’d found her inner bimbo, giving her feelings of such sexual intensity that she knew she’d never be satisfied with vanilla sex again. Hannah was a whip smart feminist, who prided herself on not backing down from a political debate. But when Jake had met her, he’d told her to ‘leave her brain at the door’, an offer she’d cautiously accepted. And she was very glad she had.
That hunger for more had led her to this particular evening of ‘bimbo training’. Jake had warned her this bimbo party would push her further than her one on one training. She would be expected to set an example to the others, and not let herself down. He’d warned her that he would push her boundaries further. Something to which she’d nervously agreed to. Whatever reservations she had about bimbofication they were almost always swept aside by her lustful desire to explore. Scary as it sometimes was, she always wanted more.
She looked around at her company: Megan was blonde, from America with California skin and a perfect smile. Sarah had long auburn hair, and an hourglass figure that could rival Hannah’s. And lastly there was Rachael, a curvaceous brown eyed girl with long golden hair, and a smile so sweet Hannah found it hard to believe that she craved the degradation and humiliation that awaited.
The fifth woman was Jackie, slightly older than the other girls, with neatly cropped blonde hair. She wore a tight fitting white trouser suit, and unlike the girls, her outfit would most likely be staying on.
They talked casually in Jake’s apartment, with no mention of bimbofication, humiliation, or even sex. Hannah was always surprised at just how normal the atmosphere was before things changed…
Jackie checked her watch.
“Eight pm. Time to begin,” she said. “Let’s go next door.”
Everyone got up off the sofas and walked into another room, with four high backed chairs arranged in a semi-circle facing one more singular chair, which Jackie was standing next to.
“Take a seat ladies,” said Jackie.
Jackie’s orders were to be obeyed without question. This had been made clear to Hannah before she’d arrived, along with a number of other expectations. The four girls sat on the chairs, exchanging nervous smiles while the men stood back against the wall behind them. Hannah wasn’t sure what to do with her hands, so cupped them in her lap, feeling like she was posing for a school photo.
“Can we smile please ladies!” said Jackie, “no need to be so serious!”
The girls all gave bursts of nervous laughter and smiled, the tension already palpable.
“Why don’t you come and introduce yourselves?” said Jackie.
She pointed at Megan who got up and stood in front of everyone.
“Hey!” she said with a big smile. “I’m Megan, but everyone calls me Meg. I’ve met all of you and you all seem super nice, aaaaaand I’m really looking forward to this evening.”
She turned to Jackie, still smiling, but looking uncertain.
“Do you like men Megan?” asked Jackie, her tone curt, almost business like.
“I do, yes!” said Megan, giving a laugh.
“Sometimes two at a time?” asked Jackie.
Megan’s smile faded for a moment, the question throwing her slightly.
“Ummm, sure!” she said, clearly not understanding.
Jackie sighed.
“Jake told me that you enjoyed a threesome not so long ago.” She took out a piece of paper from her pocket. “With two gentlemen by the names of Shaun and Adam. Correct?”
Megan gave an ‘oh’ of realization. She had indeed told Jake about her recent threesome while back in the states. She had known Shaun and Adam for some time, and after too much wine she’d allowed them to take full advantage of her, something she’d enjoyed a great deal. She just didn’t realize that Jake had been taking notes.
“Umm, I did enjoy that yes,” she said, smiling through her embarrassment.
“So when I asked if you enjoy two men at once you should have agreed shouldn’t you?”
“I should have,” said Megan, nodding firmly.
“And you should have kept smiling shouldn’t you?”
“I should have, yes. I’m sorry.”
“A simple task that you’ve already failed at.” Jackie turned to the girls, “don’t let this young lady be an inspiration to you. You should all do better. Could I ask one of the gentleman to give her a spanking?”
One of the men stepped forward. He was wearing a grey suit, and short cropped black hair, and stubble. Hannah had met Michael briefly, but she knew that she’d be meeting him in a very different context later this evening. He took a seat next to Jackie and beckoned Megan to bend over his knee. She obediently did so and he raised the hem of her white skirt up and over the crest of her buttocks.
Hannah knew that she was about to watch Megan get a spanking. Only minutes earlier she’d been speaking to her about workout routines, and now she was going to be punished for not following the ‘rules’.
Hannah also knew that it would be her turn to ‘introduce herself’ soon. She could only wonder what question she would be asked, as she looked on, her smile in place, while her heart thudded in her chest.
The first slap came down hard on Megan’s butt cheek.
“One!” she cried out.
She knew to count out loud when she received a punishment. Failure to follow that rule would only make things worse.
“Two! Three! Four!”
The slaps rained down in quick succession, hardly leaving her time to draw breath. In a matter of seconds she’d absorbed ten hard slaps, the last few forcing her to kick her legs out in protest.
“Good girl,” said Jackie, ushering Michael away while the panting, red faced, Megan went back to her seat. “And remember girls if you’re not smiling at any point you’ll be in even bigger trouble. I want big, big smiles, all the time. Or else.”
The girls beamed back at her, their smiles looking a lot more fixed than joyful. Jackie pointed at Hannah.
“Up,” she said. “Introduce yourself.”
Hannah quickly got up.
“Hi! I’m Hannah,” she said, addressing the group, “I’m from the midlands, and if you’ve talked to me you’ll know I love my dog Benny, as well as cooking!”
Her introduction was met with big, stupid smiles and nods.
“Cooking and your dog,” mused Jackie. “And you like taking large cocks in your tight pussy?”
“I do yes,” said Hannah, answering quickly, not wanting to make the same mistake as Megan.
“When was the last time you did that?”
“Umm, about two weeks ago.”
“Whose was it?”
“Jake’s,” she pointed at Jake, who was standing at the back of the room, leaning against the wall.
“And how did that feel?” asked Jackie, her direct questions coming fast in an attempt to unsettle her.
“It felt good. Really good. But it hurt a bit!”
Her last comment got some nods of recognition from the other girls. Jake’s long and thick cock meant that rough sex with him tended to hurt, as was his intention.
“I hope you weren’t too tight for him?” asked Jackie. “Was he able to enjoy himself at least?”
“I wasn’t too tight,” Hannah replied. “And I think he enjoyed himself. I hope he did.”
She followed her last sentence with a helpless giggle and a shrug, already feeling helpless. Jackie paused for a moment while Hannah’s heart thudded in her chest.
“Good girl,” she said, beckoning her to sit down.
Hannah beamed with relief as she took her seat, while Rachael was the next to be called up, grinning through her shame as Jackie read out some of her text messages. She could only glow bright red with embarrassment as she was forced to confirm that she had asked for her ‘tight holes to be filled’, and that she did indeed ‘crave cum’.
“Why did you send these?” asked Jackie, her question devastatingly simple and direct.
“Because I was really horny!” Rachael replied, her smile doing a bad job of hiding her nerves.
“And when you’re horny you crave for your holes to be filled with cock?” Jackie asked.
“Yes I do,” answered Rachael with a firm nod.
“Good girl,” said Jackie.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/j2o5yi/hannahs_bimbo_space_part_1