Chapter 3: Bimbos Giving Out Naughty Tricks

Harry Nelson

WARNING: Theft of Bimbo!

“Fuck,” I growled as a GPS map popped up showing the location of my bimbo being kidnapped. It had to be Veronica, my bimbo-nurse. Some asshole guy was trying to steal her.

She was mine!

I jumped out of the van and ran down the street. The house was just a few up there. My bimbos cried behind me. I ignored them as I reached the house. I didn’t care that was I getting out of breath. That was my bimbo that fucker was trying to steal.

I didn’t care how rich he was. I wouldn’t put with it.

I ran to a large house. Lights glowed from the large living room windows to the right of the door. I reached for it and grabbed at the knob. It wouldn’t turn. The door was locked. I raised my hand and pounded on it.

“Open the fuck up and give me back my bimbo!” I roared.

Samantha Jennings

I frowned at the hammering at my door. I stood over the naughty little plaything that had knocked on my door. I wrenched the bimbo-nurse’s hands behind her back and slapped my handcuffs on her. I liked to use the real things.

None of those pansy-ass BDSM cuffs with the safety releases. Where was the fun in that? The guy roared through it. I ground my teeth as that nubile, slutty nurse squirmed on the ground. She had come here to be fucked by me, I just wasn’t going to pay for it. Sluts paid me to dominate them. They wanted to have a real dyke fuck them.

I rose, my leather pants creaking. They fit tight about me, hugging my shaved pussy folds. Rolls of fat spilled over the sides. I wasn’t beautiful for men. I was plump and did not care. I would not be fat-shamed by some guy’s hetero-normative standards of beauty.

I did not exist to cater to the male gaze. Women were beautiful at any size.

My flabby tits jiggled in my bra as I threw the nurse onto her back. The knocking continued. Then thuds. The asshole on the other side was trying to break down the door and get his slutty girlfriend back. That made me even wetter.

I grabbed my dildo. “I’m going to fuck you—”

The banging grew louder. “GIVE ME BACK MY BIMBO!”

“Master!” the handcuffed slut gasped. Her blonde hair spilled around her face. She struggled to get up, but I threw her back down. She wasn’t going anywhere until I was done playing with her. I’d give her some MDA. She would be too high to care what I did to her. “Mastery Sir!”

“GIVE HER BACK OR I’LL KICK YOUR ASS, ASSHOLE! I’LL BEAT YOUR FACE IN!”

Violence. Men always resorted to violence. They were such disgusting creatures. I moved to the door and peered through the peephole to find him glaring at me from the other side. I rolled my eyes. Did he think to intimidate me?

I went to the door and peered through the peephole at the tall guy with a mustache. Of course, he had a creeper-stache. I rolled my eyes as he slammed into the door again. It rattled, but I had it locked and deadbolted.

“The door has a steel core,” I cooed. “You’re wasting your time.”

“You’re a woman?” he demanded. “You’re the one that took my bimbo.”

“Took...?” I shuddered. “You’re girlfriend crawled over here and begged to be my little dyke plaything. Maybe I’ll return her to you with a butt plug shoved up her ass and my pussy juices dripping down her face. Or maybe I’ll keep her as my little lezzie nurse to feast on my pussy every day. So fuck off before I call the cops.”

I wouldn’t. I’d call my private security company to take care of matters before them.

His fist slammed into the door. He growled out, “This is kidnapping.”

“She came in here willingly,” I purred. “She just doesn’t want a jealous asshole like you. Relax, I’ll let her go when she’s done. She’s a whore, right?”

“That you’re not paying for!” he roared. “You’re planning to keep her.”

How the fuck did he know that? I was thinking about it. A prostitute showed up at my house after the lesbian Halloween I threw was over. My guests were gone, and I was still feeling frisky.

“Sue me!” I said and turned back to my plaything. “I’m going to fuck her cunt hard with a dildo and give her a real orgasm. Men don’t know how to please women.”

Harry Nelson

I slammed my shoulder in the door one more time and bounced off. “Fuck.”

My shoulder hurt. It was a solid door. She was right. There was no getting through it. I glanced at the window, an idea sparking in my head. I moved toward it and peered through. There was my blonde bimbo-nurse on the ground. She was cuffed behind her, her cap still on her head.

The woman who held her was a fat dyke in leather pants. It was disgusting the way the rolls of blubber spilled over her tight pants. They molded to her doughy ass, too. Her tits looked flabby in her bra, and she had jowls and a ratty bob of dyed-blue hair. Her skin even looked greasy.

She was a disgusting pig holding a dildo.

I grabbed a stone outlining the flower box beneath it and threw it against the window. The stone hit the glass and bounced off. It crashed into one of the flowering bushes. The dyke glanced at it and smirked at me.

“IT’S BULLETPROOF GLASS!” she screamed and flipped me off. “YOU CAN WATCH YOUR LITTLE SLUT PLEASE ME, THOUGH!”

She grabbed Veronica and dragged her to the middle of the living room to make sure I could see. I didn’t want to give her up. She was my other married bimbo. I wanted to keep them both. To take them from their husbands and make them my year-round whores.

My personal sex slaves who just wanted to worship me.

This was so fucked up. I pulled out my phone and opened the Bimbo App.

“YES, RECORD THIS!” the dyke shouted in delight and suckled on the dildo.

I needed 243 Bimbo Candies for my idea. I had 3. It would cost $11,400 to buy them. I had made $40,000 on whoring out my bimbos. I was so close to what I needed to keep them, but ... I wasn’t about to let this fat bitch do this.

I cashed out the $11,400 on bundles of 10 Bimbo Candies as she suckled on the dildo, mocking me. I didn’t care. I had what I needed. I aimed my phone, down to $28,600. That was half what I needed. Oh, well.

Bimbofy Samantha Jennings into a sexy slave?

I smiled at the YES and NO buttons pulsing with excitement. The fat bitch struck a pose, thinking I was recording or taking a selfie of it. She ripped the dildo out of her mouth and grinned at me, her footrest on my bimbo’s back.

I smiled back at her and hit the YES button.

Instantly, she changed. The fat bitch was replaced by a slender and busty slut. Her short, blue hair grew longer, spilling down her back in a ponytail. It was still dyed, but it looked far more feminine. Her tits were no longer flabby. They were huge and lifted up by her new outfit: a black, leather corset. Her tits were firm and ripe, her nipples fat and pierced with gold rings. A chain connected both piercings to be gripped. A leather miniskirt barely covering her gorgeous rump replaced her tight pans along with thigh-high boots. She must have lost two or even three hundred pounds.

“Mastery Sir!” the bimbo-slave squealed, bouncing up and down. She still held the dildo and waved to me. “Ooh, ooh, I lovey dovey you!”

“Open the fucking door!” I said, pointing to it.

I moved to the door as she darted to it. The door rattled as she tried to turn the handle.

“It won’t turny, Master?” she said in confusion.

I smiled at how dumb she had become. “It’s locked, slut.”

“Of coursey course!” she said. Something rattled. A lock clunked. Then she opened the door. “I’m such a dumby airheady slut!”

“That’s right,” I said, grabbing the chain connecting her. She still had the same features in her face, just far more feminine with the jowls and the greasy quality to her skin had vanished. “You’re just an idiot, but that’s what makes you such a wonderful bimbo.”

She beamed at me.

I grabbed the chain connecting her nipple rings and yanked her to me, stretching out her nubs and big tits. She squealed in delight as I pulled her to me and kissed her. She moaned in delight as I kissed her with passion. My tongue thrust on her mouth.

I wouldn’t be able to keep my bimbos year round, but at least I would put this whore in her place.

My cock throbbed against her. I would put this slut through her paces. I had some time before the sun rose. Not long, but it would be enough to enjoy this bitch. I kissed her with passion. She moaned against me.

I broke the kiss. “First time with a man?”

“I’m a dykey dyke!” she squealed. “But you’re so hottie. I wanna be fuckyed by, Master!”

“That’s right,” I said and glanced into the room. “Uncuff her.”

“Yesy yes,” she said and darted into Veronica. The blonde was on the floor.

“She’s been so baddie!” squealed behind me. I glanced to see that my other bimbos had arrived. At the front was Monique, my Black bimbo-cop. She had her handcuff swinging from her wrist.

Samantha undid the cuffs using a key. Veronica hopped to her feet, her boobs jiggling in her low-cut, white blouse. She smiled at me, her blonde hair framing her adorable face. I loved the miniskirt she wore and her nurse’s cap perched on her head.

“Cuff the naughty slut, Monique!” I said, pointing at the sexy Samantha.

“Yesy yes!” Monique squealed and darted out to do just that. She was so eager to obey me. I loved it. She reached Samantha. “You’re under bimboy arresty for being a naughty wotty slutty slut!”

“Yay!” squealed Samantha as the Black bimbo yanked her wrists behind her. The gold chain connecting her nipple rings swung. Monique slapped them on as Samantha quivered there. “I’m under arresty.”

“Yes, you are,” I said. “Trying to steal my bimbo. Now you’re mine. You’re my slut!”

“Yesy yes, Master!” Samantha said, her brown eyes dewy with joy.

I grabbed her and yanked to the couch. I sat down on it and pulled the cuffed slut over my lap. I flipped up her leather miniskirt. She had a gorgeous rump. I just wanted to paddle her ass. I wanted to spank her hard. Just redden her.

I slapped my hand down on her rump.

CRACK!

The stinging sound echoed through the room.

“Master!” squealed the bimbo-slave. “Ooh, ooh, spanky me for being a naughty dykey dyke!”

“You’re not a dyke any longer, right?” I demanded and drew back my hand.

CRACK!

“You’re a bisexual slut that loves my cock more than pussy, right?”

CRACK!

“Yesy yes!” squealed the slut. It was so good to feel her belly rubbing into my hardon through my pants. “Let me lovey your biggie cock. I wanty it! Not dummy dildos! I want your cock, Master! Everyone guy’s biggie cocks! I’m a bimboy-slavey-slut! I was born to be usedy by me!”

“That’s fucking right!” I roared.

CRACK!

“YAY!” she squealed, her ass growing so red.

I loved the sight of her ass glowing as I drew back my hand.

CRACK!

I spanked the rich bitch who tried to steal my bimbo-nurse from me.

CRACK!

“Punishy the naughty wotty slutty bimboy-slave!” Monique said, smiling at me. She squirmed there, her tits jiggling.

CRACK!

“That’s righty right!” cooed Mrs. Martin in her unzipped bodysuit, her big tits bouncing. “Purr, purr, purr!”

CRACK!

“She was so meany to me!” gasped Veronica. “Spanky her!”

CRACK!

“Ooh, ooh, that’s such a naughty wotty wishy wish you’re enjoying, Master!” my naked bimbo-genie squealed. The redheaded Alanna wore nothing but a pink gemstone in her bellybutton.

CRACK!

“You casty a naughty spell on her and made her into your bimboy-slave!” gasped Lupita, my sexy bimbo-witch. She wore her pointed hat and her tits jiggling.

CRACK!

“That’s right!” I growled, Samantha’s ass reddened. The former dyke squirmed on me. Her pussy dripped juices. The spicy aroma of her cunt filled my nose. “You ready to be fucked?”

“Yes!” she moaned.

“Well, too bad,” I growled. “My bimbo-nurse needs to be fucked first. You thought you could steal her from me? Watch her enjoy cock!”

“You’re so meany, Master!” the bimbo-slave whimpered as she squirmed on me. “I wanna have your biggie cock in me. Pleasey please, Mastery! Pleasey fucky me with it! That would be so amazeying!”

I picked her up and dropped her on the floor on her tits. She gasped and sat up. I pulled out my cock. She licked her lips at the sight of it big and throbbing. I smiled at her then glanced at my married bimbo-nurse.

“Sit on my cock, Nurse Veronica,” I said, my dick aching.

“Yesy yes, Master!” the blonde slut moaned. She climbed up before me and ripped off her blouse. She somehow kept on her cap as she gripped my cock. Her big tits bounced before me. She, too, used to be fat, but I had improved her into this sexy thing in white thigh-highs.

She gripped my cock and plunged her cunt down my dick.

“Master’s biggie cock!” she moaned in delight.

“I wanny have it!” whimpered the bimbo-slave. “I wanna be a cock-loveying bimboy-slut and not a fatty dykey dyke!”

I smiled at those words as I enjoyed that hot pussy squeezing around my cock. It felt so good to have her around me. I groaned, loving that hot pussy. It felt just magnificent to have her massaging me. She gripped me with all that she had. It was just beautiful to have her gripping me.

She worked that hot twat up and down my cock. She massaged me with all that she had. I loved it. I saved the way that she massaged me with her hot flesh. I groaned in delight, savoring the way she massaged me.

She worked that hot cunt up and down my cock. She massaged me with all that she had. It was just so good to have her massaging me like that. I groaned, savoring that wonderful cunt gripping my cock. I loved every last second of her riding my dick.

The other bimbos watched.

Especially Samantha.

“Master’s biggie cock!” whimpered the bimbo-slut. She worked that hot twat up and down my cock. She massaged me with that hot flesh. It was so good to have her doing that. I loved it so much. She plunged her cunt down me. “Ooh, ooh, Master!”

I loved the feel of her riding me. It was so good to have her massaging my dick. I groaned through that wonderful bliss. It was just so good to have her riding me. I loved every second of that hot pussy massaging my rod. She held me tight with that wonderful flesh.

“Yes!” I groaned, loving her working that hot flesh up and down me. She rode me with all that she had. It was so good to have her doing that. I loved it. “Damn, that’s good!”

“Yesy yes, Master!” she moaned, her pussy gripping my cock. “Ooh, ooh, that’s so goody and great. I lovey it. I love it so muchy much. Ooh, ooh, let’s all cummy together. I want to just bursty with goody pleasure.”

“Yes!” I groaned, my dick throbbing in her pussy. “Keep working up and down me like that. Shit, shit, that’s good. That’s so good.”

She gasped and moaned, her pussy gripping my cock. She massaged me with all that hot flesh. It was so good for her to do that. I loved it so much. She squeezed down on me, bringing me closer and closer to cumming in her.

That hot pussy felt amazing around me. I groaned, savoring it as she gasped out in delight. The need to cum swelled in me. I hurtled toward that moment when I would erupt into her twat. I would fill her up with my cum.

Just flood her with all my spunk. It would be so good to do that. I could not wait to erupt. She plunged that cunt down my cock, her big tits bouncing before me. I gripped her butt-cheeks, savoring the way she massaged me.

“I’m healying your dick with my tightie cunt!” she moaned. “You have to floody me with all your cummies to be fully healied, Master!”

“I will,” I groaned, squeezing her beautiful ass. “Damn, ride me. I’m almost there!”

“Mes toosey, Master!” she gasped and plunged down my cock, her blonde hair flying and tits bouncing.

Her pussy went wild around my cock.

I groaned at the way her cunt spasmed around my cock. She felt so good rippling around me. I groaned at the way her pussy spasmed around me. It was so special to have her pussy rippling around me. I groaned at the way she massaged me. It was just an incredible rush to have her pussy spasming around me. I rose toward that moment when I would cum.

“Fuck!” I growled and erupted.

“I’m healying you!” she squealed as my jizz flooded her married pussy.

“Yes!” I roared, her cunt writhing around my cock. She felt so good spasming around me. She felt just amazing about my dick. “Oh, fuck, that’s good!”

I spurted into her pussy over and over again. I loved her snatch massaging my cock. The sexy bimbo-nurse shuddered on me, gasping out her pleasure. She felt so good writhing around me. It was incredible to feel this delight.

I groaned as I dumped more and more blasts of cum into her married twat, cuckolding her husband. I wanted to keep her all year, but I would have to give her back until next year. I groaned, spurting the last of my cum into her snatch.

I had to fuck that dyke-whore now.

“Master, Master, fucky my pussy!” whimpered Samantha.

I looked past Veronica to spot Samantha kneeling, face down, reddened ass up. Her pussy dripped with juices. Her cream ran in clear rivulets down her smooth and sleek thighs. Not an ounce of excess fat on her. She was perfect.

“Poundy my pussy, toosies!” she moaned. “It needs to have a man’s biggie cock in me for the firsty time!”

“Shit,” I groaned as Valarie slid her cunt off me. “You don’t get my cock in your cunt just yet. You’re getting fucked in the ass!”

“Yesy yes!” she moaned, her cuffs rattling as she wiggled her ass. My other bimbos had started a sixty-nine. I smiled at Mrs. Martin eating Monique who ate Lupita who devoured Alanna.

“And you’re going to lick my cunt out of Nurse Veronica’s yummy pussy,” I added.

“Yesy yes!” she moaned like an abject whore.

Veronica the Bimbo-Nurse dropped to her knees before Samantha the Bimbo-Slave. The married slut’s legs spread wide, her pussy dripping with my cum. Samantha crawled forward on her knees and buried her face into that pussy.

She licked.

I smiled and dropped down behind her. I slapped my cock down on her butt-cheek. I slid into her ass-crack and shuddered at the feel of that tight asshole against my cock. I gripped the dyke’s hips and thrust against her anal sheath.

I was buggering her.

She moaned into the bimbo-nurse’s sloppy cunt as her anal ring stretched and stretched to take me. I loved the feel of her asshole widening and widening to take me. It was just so good to do that. She felt so incredible as she surrendered.

“Master!” squealed my bimbo-slave as I invaded her asshole, her cuffs rattling.

I grabbed her ponytail of dyed-blue hair and held it tight. I gripped the hair like a leash as I sank into her bowels. I went deeper and deeper into her anal sheath. I loved the feel of her asshole around my cock. Velvety and hot. So tight and delicious.

I bottomed out in her. She groaned, squeezing her bowels around me. It was so good to have that dick in me. It was just so delicious to feel her rubbing against me. I loved it so much. She squeezed down on me. It was an awesome moment.

I gripped her ponytail and fucked her asshole.

“Master! Master!” she gasped into Veronica’s pussy.

“Fucky her so hardy!” whimpered Veronica as I pumped away at that tight asshole.

I grinned at my bimbo-nurse, her big boobs jiggling. The blonde trembled in delight as she humped against the bimbo-slave’s licking tongue. I fucked Samantha’s asshole. I buried into her tight bowels. She was mine until Halloween ended.

What a wonderful treat this turned into.

I slammed into her bowels, savoring the way her bowels clung to me. She held me tight. I loved the feel of her around me. It was so good to fuck away at her. I pumped in and out of her bowels. I fucked her hard and fast. It was just so good to bury into her.

“Fuck,” I grunted. I loved buggering the dyke-bitch’s asshole so much.

She squeezed down around me. I savored the feel of her around me. It was so good to fuck her like this. I buried into her hot flesh, reveling in the way she gripped me. She moaned, tonguing the slut’s cunt. It was so hot to hear as I fucked her.