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Every Man needs a Cumslut Bimbo Slave. It’s honestly true that no man can resist the chance to fill a Bimbo with his cum, as Bimbos like me are made to take cum and service Men. Derek was certainly learning how much more he preferred a Bimbo Slut to his plain-jane fiancee, my best friend Sarah. Sarah was noticing how much more time we were spending together but I was too lost in my cock thoughts to come up with a good answer for her. In fact, I think I only heightened her suspicions more as just his name alone made me drool and groan a little, remembering the feeling of his cock hitting against my cervix, flooding it with cum.
Derek however smartly came up with the excuse that we were working on a project together. This wasn’t exactly untrue either as we were working on a project together; Master was helping me transform my body into a Beautiful Bimbo Body. We spent hours and hours stretching and filling my pussy and throat up with his sticky cum, amazing ourselves with my Bimbo Ability to always take more. My holes never seemed to be satiated, and with stupid slutty Sarah always hanging around (she and Derek lived together) we couldn’t meet up nearly as often as my Bimbo Body needed.
So we came up with a plan. We would meet in the library. There was a corner on the fourth floor by the periodicals, where almost no-one went, and which contained a large and impressive antique oak desk. It dwarfed every other piece of furniture in the room, your eye immediately drawing to it like a monolith before you, yet its under-area was so cavernous, so roomy, that I found that when I crawled deep inside and pressed myself tightly against its warm wood walls, no-one could see me unless they got on all fours and climbed in themselves. It was there that I would wait for Derek, my naked Bimbo Body shivering with anticipation and the cold of the concrete floor beneath me.
Derek would bring his homework and get to work while I warmed and wet his cock for hours. These were some of the best hours of Bambi’s life, feeling cozy under the desk while his large erect cock moved slowly in and out of my mouth. When it was time for Master to go, he would grab my head and forcefully push the length of his cock down into my throat. I knew now from my Bambi Brainwashing how to relax well enough to allow this to happen and to enjoy the sensation of gagging on stiff cock. Usually I would simply drink all his cum and wait for him to leave like a Good Girl, but if I was lucky he would push me down in a way that let me know it was time to bend over.
There, with other students and faculty only yards away, Master would push his semen-filled & teased cock into me while I struggled to stay quiet, not an easy task at all when his head kept pushing harder and harder against my pussy’s throbbing tender walls. Master was never gentle either, so my own head would press against the oak desk’s stiff walls, giving me no room to move. Sometimes, in those early days under the desk, I could feel that Mary didn’t like that very much. Mary didn’t like pain at all. But it didn’t matter because Mary was becoming Bambi now. My wet pussy was exposed and open for my Master to cum in. I had a large cock filling my pussy and coating my cervix in cum. I was being an obedient Fuckpuppet and turning into The Perfect Bimbo Doll, just like my training had promised me.
Derek loved having me under that desk so one day in lecture hall, Mary walked in to see Derek not in our usual seats. I thought he was just absent until I heard him call my name from far up in the back. He smiled and beckoned me over. “Get on your knees Mary,” he said. “But I need to pay attention today Derek,” I protested. “We have an exam tomorrow and I haven’t been able to-” but he didn’t let me finish. “Bambi, I said get over here and get on your knees now,” he ordered. Hearing my name, hearing him say BAMBI, I froze immediately. “I should punish you for that insubordination but I have a class to attend,” he continued. “Now get over here and do your job, slut.”
I looked around and no one else was there or even looking our way. There was at least a hundred other people in that lecture hall but it felt like we were the only two people in the room. Without further argument, I put my textbooks down, crawled over to my Master, my hands and clothing absorbing the grime of the classroom floor, and reached out for the large erect cock that he had placed in front of me.
Master pushed me away. “What in the hell do you think you are you doing?” he asked. “Mouth only you stupid slut. Look at your hands, they are even filthier than your whore mouth. Now open wide.” I leaned forward, opened my mouth as big as I could, and stuck out my tongue for my Master like the good Bimbo Pet I was learning to be. “That’s a GOOD GIRL BAMBI. Now get to work,” he said simply, helping me out by grabbing my face forward and feeding his cock deep into my throat.
I heard the professor start to speak but his words were mostly muffled by my Masters hands as took hold of my ears and guided my mouth and face back and forth around his leaking pleasurable cock, pressing down on my Silly Stupid Bimbo Head and keeping it firmly below the seat and out of view from the room. I heard the professor call my name, Mary’s name that is, but Mary couldn’t answer for herself with a mouth so full of cock. To my surprise, Derek spoke up. “Mary’s withdrawn from the class sir,” he said, pushing Bambi’s Bimbo Body further onto the floor. “She said she had other, more important, commitments now.”
Somewhere inside of me Mary tried to protest, she tried to reach up and assert herself, but my Master’s cock was too deep in my throat by now. Having a cock in my throat makes me very submissive and accepting of everything. I didn’t need to go to this class any more after all. Not as a student anyways. I was here to be A Personal Cocksleeve. My role is to be a Bimbo Whore for Men. Bambi’s tummy began to rumble with anticipation of her morning meal, but she knew from her former life that it was going to be a long lecture before she could get all of the badly needed servings of her Master’s cum. How easily any trace of Mary was silenced by that hard cock. All I could think was that maybe, just maybe, if I suck a little harder right now, Master will give me a little snack…
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A wonderful and very hot story. 👏
I turned myself into a “Bambi”! lol