Interview With the Bimbo
Chapter 8: Payback's a Bitch

Copyright© 2012 by King Wesley

Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 8: Payback's a Bitch - Lulu tells the amazing story about her life as a bimbo to a reporter.

Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Mult   Mind Control   Lesbian   BiSexual   Heterosexual   MaleDom   Gang Bang   Group Sex   Orgy   Safe Sex   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Masturbation   Sex Toys   Big Breasts  

"So how did you get out?" asked Annabelle.

"I didn't." replied Lulu, "At least not for a very long time. There is more than one reason why I am telling you this story in 2010 and so far we are only up to 1990."

"You spent twenty years in Crystal heights"

"Pretty much. And that's only because I had a lucky break."

"You call twenty years as a bimbo lucky?"

"Definitely. With the average wage for a bimbo in a place like Crystal Heights, I'd have been lucky to earn two hundred thousand dollars in fifty years, yet alone twenty."

"I don't understand."

"There's no need to offer a bimbo decent money to do any of the jobs she is capable of. She just wants the cocks, she doesn't care about the wage."

"So you were priced out of the market?"

"Exactly. No serious company would employ me as I didn't have the look or the vocabulary suited to a reputable company and the coffee shops and bars were full of girls happy to work on an 'all you can fuck' basis. There was nowhere for me to go."

"So what did you do?"

"I had no choice. I was found a café that was willing to let me work for free, but keep half of any 'extras' I earned."

"But that's criminal!"

"I know, but it was still the best I could get at the time and I needed to start paying earning back one hundred and fifty thousand dollars ASAP."

"One hundred and fifty? I thought it was two hundred and twenty-five?"

"If you remember, clients were allowed to choose either financial or sexual payback. Approximately one in three chose the sexual option. I spent an entire year meeting different people after work whom I had wronged in some way in the past. Thirty two men, fourteen women, three couples and a pre-op named Bernard all were granted one week each to have me as their personal obedient sex slave between the hours of 8pm and 3am each night."

"Fifty people chose sex over getting their money back?"

"Is it that hard to believe? In a lot of these cases it was money they never expected to see again. These people were given the choice of one or two thousand dollars, or their own private and court ordered to be willing sex slave for a week. Seeing as the majority of people I had conned, were the type who I felt were not really going to miss the odd couple of grand, I was surprised the number wanting sexual payback wasn't higher."

"So you pretty much had sex every night after work for a year as part of your sentence?"

"Not just sex, no. That would have been a walk in the park compared to what I was made to do over that year. Sure there were one or two people that were happy to just fuck the uber-breasted bimbo over and over again for a week, but most wanted much more than that."

"Like what?"

"Over the course of that year I was made to become all sorts of things. One week I was straight, the next a lesbian, the next bi. I had threesome, foursomes, orgies, gangbangs and some forms of group sex that I still don't know the words for."

"My god!!!"

"You kind of got used to it after the first couple of months. Most followed a similar pattern and you expected them to bring friends along for the fun on at least a couple of the nights. I was dressed up, dressed down, submissive, dominant. I don't think there are many kinks I wasn't exposed to over the course of my sexual 'payback'."

"Were there any particular people that stood out?"

"Two or three. There was one guy who wanted to take me to every expensive restaurant, bar and theatre in Crystal Heights, but forced me to keep a remote control vibrator inside of me the whole time which he would turn off and on at his leisure when it suited him. There was one notable time when an entire audience witnessed me really enjoying the climax to Les Miserables."

"What a freak!"

"Freak? He was tame. My week with him was memorable but it wasn't extreme. That would probably be my week with The Skinners."

"The Skinners?"

"Yes, Abraham and Eleanor Skinner: a Husband and Wife hotel restaurant owners that I 'borrowed' two grand from before disappearing one night. I remember them because they had three teenage kids at the time: Elroy, Jacob and Victoria. Elroy, the oldest was about nineteen at the time and was obsessed with me he followed me everywhere. I played up to it of course as I thought it gave me a better shot of getting more money out of the parents when the time came but he was a really weird kid. The twins, Jacob and Victoria were not much better, but Elroy I remember most.

 
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