Chapter 30: Bitch Lawyer Turned Bimbo Slut

After leaving the mall with her naked mommy-slave in tow, Clara wasn’t sure where to go next. The mall had been a blast. From making Christian missionaries into belly dancing harem-sluts to making every bitchy girl want to degrade herself to work at a comic book store, Clara had a lot of fun.

But there were more places that bitchy, cunty, and arrogant women could be found. She had to find them. Punish them. She was a goddess of justice and vengeance getting back at all those who had ever demeaned her.

Who had so bullied her that she had spent nearly a year hiding in her room?

No longer. Clara was in charge, and she would show the world that there were consequences to being a cunty Karen.

Wanting to think, she went to her favorite coffee shop. Before the bullying had driven her into hiding, she had come here every day to have a wonderful peppermint-chocolate latte. She ordered her drink, sat on a chair, and used her kneeling mother as an ottoman.

She sipped at her drink, thinking of where to go next. The park? That could be fun. Maybe the hospital? Had to be a bitchy doctor or nasty nurse that could use some punishment. Or just some ungrateful patient. A restaurant would have lots of possibilities. But which one? A church? Lots of uppity women at a church.

“Hey!” a woman shouted, snapping Clara out of her thoughts. “What the fuck? There is soy milk in this. That’s not the cream I wanted. I ordered almond milk, you stupid, retarded monkey!”

“I’m sorry, ma’am,” Jake, a tall and dark-haired barista said. He wore a green apron with a t-shirt that fit over his slender frame. “I got them mixed up.”

“I heard my assistant order mine with almond milk, you troglodyte cretin!” snarled the woman. She was dressed like a professional in a russet blazer and pencil skirt with a white blouse, her black hair pinned up in a bun. With her was a mousy-looking assistant, young and nodding with support.

“That’s what I said!” the assistant snapped, echoing her boss. “Mine had the soy milk! How could you fuck that up! It’s so damned simple, that’s why a high school dropout loser like you is working here! How dumb are you?”

“It’s real simple to fix,” said the barista, trying to take the drinks back. “Just let me put the right cream in your drinks.”

“Don’t you know who the fuck I am?” the black-haired woman shouted. “I’m a lawyer that can destroy your fucking dumb ass! I’m a senior partner. I’ll bring so much legal fucking pain down on your scrawny neck! Do your fucking job right!”

Clara’s fingers already were moving.

“The bitchy Karen lawyer and her mousy assistant are really bimbo sluts that need to be filled with cream in all their holes. The barista knows just how to service them! #ILoveCream #CreamFilledBimbo #CreamOnTop”

Clair Duval

Such fury burned through me. How dare this disgusting, little rodent mess up my drink. This cockroach who had infested this coffee shop disgusted me. He was lucky I was wearing my Louis Vuitton heels, or I would crush him. But they were too expensive to waste on a pissant like him.

My petite assistant nodded her head. She wore a baggy blouse that hid her slender form. She had her arms folded, glaring down her nose. Her blonde hair fell in a short bob around her face. I heard her put my order in right.

She could do her fucking job correctly. Unlike this shit-eating moron.

“I want to speak to your manager about the shoddy training that is going on here!” I snarled, my anger boiling through me. “I—”

BEEP!

CHIRP!

TRILL!

DING!

A series of cell phone notifications rang through the coffee shop as I glared at the ... the...

My anger melted into this bubbly joy. I shook my head then burst into giggles. I struggled to understand what I was doing. I had been yelling. And that wasn’t nice. I stared at the man. He was very handsome.

“I...” I giggled. “Oh, my, I just ... Ooh, what was I yelling about? I don’t normally get mad. I’m a nice woman.”

“Very nice,” Angelina, my assistant said. And she was a great assistant. Her ass was so cute. She had big boobs that were spilling out of her low-cut blouse and jiggled with her.

I shook my head, my loose mane of black hair swaying. “What’s going on, cutie?”

The barista held a pair of drinks in his hand. Were those my drinks? I reached out to take one.

“It has the wrong cream in it,” he said, pulling it back. “Don’t you remember?”

“Nope!” I said, smiling. “It’s too hard remembering dumb things. I like to remember good things.”

“She’s very good at it,” my assistant nodded, her boobs jiggling.

“See my assistant is so smart!” I giggled. “I’m so very, very good. I’m the bestest lawyer lady there is. Just the bestest. So what’s this about the wrong cream? Ooh, do you need me to sue someone? I can do that. Just sue them into pudding!”

I bounced up and down, my big boobs nearly spilling out of my low-cut top. They were so huge. Just ginormous titties. “Do you like my titties? That’s how I got hired. I was the lawyer with the biggest tatas. All the senior partners love them. They told me I would be their titty lawyer. All the clients love them too.”

“Yeah, I bet they do,” the barista said. “Fucking bimbo-lawyer, huh? And you’re very particular about your cream, right. Right cream in the right drink.”

“Yeppers!” I smiled. “I’m training her to be a great titty lawyer, too. But maybe she’s a booty lawyer. Since she’s my assistant.” I burst into giggles at how funny I was.

“Yeah,” the barista said, his brow furrowing. “Whatever.” He moved out from behind the counter. “I know what type of cream a titty lawyer like you needs.”

“Oh, goody gumdrops!” I squealed, bouncing up and down. “What sort?”

He unzipped his skinny jeans and whipped out his cock. He had a big dick that thrust out before him. I gasped at it, my mouth salivating. My assistant quivered beside me, whimpering. Her big, fake titties jiggling, about to spill out of her blouse. Like me, she wore no bra.

We had a dress code that the senior partners insisted us titty lawyers and booty assistants had to wear. No bra. No panties. Thigh-highs stockings. Short skirts. Low-cut blouses.

I fell to my knees and grabbed his cock in both hands with greedy hunger. I darted my head forward only to smack into Angelina’s. My assistant and I both gasped at the impact. I shook my head and lunged in again, hungry for that cream.

My cheek rubbed on hers as we both kissed the tip of the barista’s cock. He groaned as our tongues danced around his dick. We were licking and lapping at him. It was so much fun. I was so glad that we were doing this. That we were pleasing him.

A hot shiver shot through me as my tongue and hers danced over his cock, licking up his pre-cream that leaked out all salty and yummy. He groaned, his dick throbbing in my hands. He stared down at us, smiling.

“That’s it, you bimbo-bitches,” he growled. “This is what you wanted. Why you made that huge fucking scene. Yes, yes, lick that cock. Suck it. I am going to cream all over your faces!”

“Yay,” Angelina moaned in such delight. I understood. That was so exciting to have him cream on our faces. It made me shiver in delight I wanted him to just cream all over us, too. “Cream on us!”

“Yes, yes, please, cream all over our naughty faces. We’re so wicked.”

He grinned and winked at us.

I quivered in delight and licked at his big dick. I lapped at him, loving the pre-cream spilling out of his cock. It was such a treat to enjoy this yummy pre-cream. Angelina’s tongue brushed mine. I shuddered with glee as we shared this treat.

Then I slid my lips over his cock as she gasped. Well, she was my booty assistant. I suckled on his big dick, my big boobs jiggling in my blouse. They shook as I worked my mouth up and down his cock like a good booby lawyer.

I was so good at giving oral arguments. I nursed and suckled. I was trained by the best lawyer-whores the firm had. I suckled with such force on this big dick. He groaned as I showed him all my legal techniques.

Serving with my tongue. Filing my bobbing mouth. And the wicked suckling arguments I made that had him gasping and moaning. I was just the bestest lawyer-slut there was. No other booby lawyer had a mouth as good as mine.

“Ms. Clair, that’s so hot,” moaned Angelina. “Ooh, ooh, just suck on that dick. Show him all your skills. I learn so much from her.”

“Show me, bimbo,” growled the barista. “Your turn to suck me, assistant.”

Angelina squealed in delight as I ripped my mouth off his dick. She suckled him into her mouth with greedy hunger. I sighed in delight, so proud of her legal technique. The barista groaned, his face twisting with delight.

“That’s how you service your client,” I purred. “Mmm, work your mouth up and down that case. Yes, yes, just suckle on him so hard. And don’t forget to bill him for all your hard work.”

Angelina moaned, her cheeks hollowing as she nursed on his cock. She suckled with all her force. She was bobbing her head and loving his dick. He groaned, his face twisting with the pleasure she gave him. I found that so hot. It was such a delight to watch her bobbing her head. She worked her mouth down that dick then suckled back up.

My pussy clenched, my shaved twat dripping with passion. I groaned as she suckled. She nursed with everything she had, putting her all into loving his dick. She would make such a great lawyer when she was ready.

“Now let a professional bring him to the finish,” I moaned. “Our client wants to cum on our faces. We have to deliver!”

Angelina ripped her mouth off his dick and moaned, “Yes, Ms. Clair!”

I smiled at her before I suckled his big dick into my mouth. I slid my mouth over him, my fingers unbuttoning my blouse. I bobbed my head, freeing my big tits. I slid out of my blouse, my huge, natural tatas bouncing the way they should when a booby lawyer was arguing her case.

The barista moaned as I worked my mouth up and down his dick. I suckled with passion, drool spilling down my chin. I nursed on him with such passion. My cheeks hollowed with my hunger. He groaned as I worked my mouth faster and faster.

I nursed on him. Suckled on him. He groaned. My assistant removed her blouse. Her big, fake tits jiggled out. They were so firm with hard nipples. She watched on with eagerness as I suckled with all my might.

“Fuck,” groaned the barista. “You’re going to get that fucking cream you crave, you bimbo-bitch!”

I ripped my mouth off his cock and moaned, “Yes, yes, hose us down! Give us that yummy cream!”

My assistant fisted his cock. I squeezed my big boobies, kneading my I-cup titties. My fingers dug into my flesh as she stroked his cock. He groaned, pre-cream dripping from the tip of his cock. He threw back his head.

“Goddamn, yes!” he snarled.

His hot cream sprayed out of his cock and splashed on our faces.

I moaned, closing my eyes and reveling in all that salty cream splattering my beautiful face. The thick jizz spilled over my cheeks and nose. I opened my mouth wide, catching the yummy stuff on my tongue. The flavor melted through my mouth.

More spilled down onto my big tits. They bounced and heaved as the spunk rained over us. It was a thrill to have all that spunk spray on us. A real thrill to enjoy it. I groaned as more and more spunk fired from his dick.

“Such yummy cream!” I moaned.

“I love it!” Angelina moaned beside me. “Coat us! Coat us in your cum!”

“Fucking bimbo-cunts!” he snarled, more and more of his hot jizz splashing on my face.

I squeezed my boobs as his hot cream dripped on them. I kneaded my huge titties, quivering as he fired the last of his cum on our faces. It dripped down my cheeks. More of his spunk ran down the bridge of my nose to my lips.

I loved that spunk spilling hot over my flesh. This was delicious. I trembled, so thrilled to have his cum dripping over me. He panted as I turned to my assistant. She had a mask of that thick, pearly cream on her face, too.

“There you fucking bitches are!” he growled. “Lick up that cream you want. Fucking enjoy it!”

“Gladly,” I moaned and licked up his salty cum off Angelina’s face.

My big, natural titties rubbed into her fake boobies as my tongue dragged up her cheek. I groaned at the taste of that salty cream. I loved the flavor of that delicious spunk. Her tongue licked at my face, too. She was licking at me.

I was licking at her.

It was so much fun to do this. I was having a blast licking at her while she licked at me. Our tongues danced over each other’s faces. My cunt clenched as the flavor of all that salty cum melted across my taste buds.

Then we kissed.

Our lips met. We shared his cream, both of us moaning. Our big boobies rubbed together.

“Fuck,” the barista groaned, clearly impressed with our busty legal work. “You fucking whores are making my dick ache more. God, I have more cream to give you.”

“Yay!” I squealed into the kiss.

We passed his cum back and forth, sharing that salty cream. It was wonderful to lick it off her face and share it with her. My assistant did the same. She was a good assistant. She licked up more and more of the cum from my face and thrust it into my mouth.

I savored that so much as my pussy grew hotter and hotter. The hot barista rubbed at his cock as he stared down at us. He had a big smile on his lips. He wanted to do something else to us. I quivered and broke the kiss.

“What do you want to do to us?” I squealed. “Where do you want to pump your yummy cream next?”

“That fucking pussy,” he growled. “I want to fuck me some uptight, lawyer-bitch cunt!”

“Ooh, my cunt is very tight,” I purred. “And I’m a trained lawyer-bitch! So just fuck me so hard. Ram into me.” I shifted, kneeling. I thrust my ass up into the air and rubbed my face into the floor, smearing cum on it. “Just go to town on my cunt.”

“Yes, yes, Ms. Clair is a skilled pussy-negotiator,” Angelina moaned, her hands grabbing my butt-cheeks. “Just go to town in her cunt. You’ll love how she mediates with her cunt!”

“Goddamn,” the barista groaned. “You fucking bimbos are wild.”

“Thanks!” I said, beaming. I looked around at everyone watching us. Seeing me being such a professional bimbo-lawyer. I would let myself be fucked any time and anywhere.

He slapped his cock against my butt-cheek. I shuddered as he dragged that thick shaft, soaked in our saliva, down and down to my pussy. He pressed it against my twat, nuzzling into my labia before thrusting into my snatch.

I gasped in delight as his wonderful cock slammed to the hilt in my skilled pussy. I squeezed down on him, ready to give him the best pussy brief I could. I would have such a big orgasm on his dick. It would be so hot. I was so ready for it.

“Goddamn,” he groaned as he gripped my hips. He drew back his dick. I groaned as he rammed back into me. He buried to the hilt in my cunt, his nuts slapping into my clit. Sparks flared.

All that delicious and yummy warmth swept through me. The marshmallowy goodness swept through me. I loved that amazing delight pouring over my mind. So sticky with all that pleasure. I didn’t have to think about anything but goody feelings when I was being fucked oh, so hard by a man. When I was being such a good bimbo-lawyer.

A pussy-lawyer with a perfect cunt!

He pumped away at me. He fucked me with that big dick. I loved it. He buried into me again and again. He fucked me with such force. He thrust that wonderful dick into my cunt again and again. I loved it so much.

It was amazing to have him ramming into me like that. He fucked me with such passion. He rammed into me with such force. I squealed in delight, clamping down my cunt and wiggling my hips around his dick.

“Ooh, ooh, isn’t fucking a lawyer so much better than being fucked by one?” asked my assistant.

“Fuck, yes,” groaned the barista, his big dick churning me up.

“I love your cock!” I gasped as he hammered me. “I love it so much. You’re fucking me so hard. That’s so hot. Yes, yes, just keep fucking me like that. Keep pounding me with that big dick.”

He groaned, slamming into me with such force. He fucked me with such passion. I loved this so much. I savored his cock ramming into me with all that passion. He fucked into me with so much force. It was a thrill to feel him hammering me like this.

My orgasm built and built as this man fucked me like the bimbo law-slut I was. It was so incredible I whimpered with each thrust. My big boobs swung beneath me. I gasped and moaned, so eager to have all his cream pumped into my pussy.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped, my head tossing from side to side. “Oh, you’re driving me wild! I want your cream in my naughty pussy!”

“Fuck, yes,” he growled. “A bimbo-slut loves her cream!”

“I do!” I squealed. “I’m a bimbo lawyer-slut! A law-whore!”

“I want to be a law-whore,” my assistant moaned. She squeezed her boobies, digging her fingers into those fake titties as she stared at me.

“You will be such an amazing booty-lawyer,” I moaned. “That ass is just meant for your clients to fuck!”

“Yay!” she squealed. “Thank you, Ms. Clair! You’re my role model. I want to be just as much of a slut as you!”

“You will be!”

“Fuck!” groaned the barista. “You fucking bimbos are driving me wild. I’m going to cum so hard in your cunt. Just flood you with all that cream.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped, my orgasm about to burst in me. His heavy balls slapped my clit again. Sparks flared. “Ooh, I want all that cream in me!”

He drove his cock hard into my cunt. He fucked deep into my snatch. I loved it. I clenched about him, savoring that delight. The pleasure built and built in me. It was this wild delight that would burst through me. I groaned, wiggling my hips from side to side, my entire body quivering as I hurtled towards that big burst of pleasure.

It would be an amazing one. Just an awesome explosion of delight that would wash out of me. I squeezed my snatch around his dick. I loved how big he was. How thick his cock was. It was an amazing feeling him drilling into me. He buried that dick hard into my cunt.

His nuts slapped my clit.

“Yes!” I howled and climaxed.

I shuddered as my pussy went wild about his dick. Pleasure rushed through me. It washed so gooey and thick into my mind. I squealed, my boobs swaying from side to side as he fucked my convulsing cunt with such force.

“Yes!” he snarled and buried into me. “Fuck!”

He fired his cream into my writhing cunt. I gasped as he splashed my cervix with his seed. He flooded me with all that cum. I quivered through the bliss as more and more of his cum pumped into my snatch.

My pussy suckled at him, nursing out the jizz as the waves of delight spilled such warm bliss around my mind. I quivered, my boobs swaying back and forth beneath me. My hair swayed around my face as I groaned through this delight.

“Oh, that’s so good,” I moaned. “Ooh, yes, yes, that’s really good. Thank you for the cream.”

“You’re welcome,” he panted. “I bet your assistant a taste of it, too. Lie on your back. Let her lick it from your pussy.”

“Oh, my gosh, that’s such a great idea!” I squealed, my pussy clenching down on his cock. “Yes, yes, let’s do that! I love it!”

I crawled off his cock, so eager to let Angelina eat the cum out of my pussy. I wanted that so much. It would help her with her legal education. She would become a bimbo-lawyer with as much skill and talent as I had.

It was so important to mentor young sluts!

Angelina Carson

I quivered in delight as Ms. Clair settled on her back and spread her legs. She was such a role model of sluttiness for me. I was so thrilled to be her assistant. I wanted to be a booty-lawyer that was even half as whorish as her.

“Just get that face in there and lick,” Ms. Clair moaned, her beautiful and all-natural tits quivering. “Mmm, just feast. You don’t want to hold back. Bimbo-lawyers have a duty to our clients. We have to make them happy with all our legal skills. Eating creampies, doing anal, giving titty fucks, and more. We have to have all these important lawyer-slut skills.”

“I want to learn,” I moaned and buried my face into her pussy.

I rubbed my lips into her shaved vulva, the salty cream, mixed with her salty juices, leaked out of her. I licked at her. My tongue caressed her. She had such a yummy tasting pussy. I just wanted to feast on her. Devour all that cum out of her.