dreamsofbeingused:

petricorsworld:

I’m going to make you into just the prettiest little cocksucker! Won’t that be fun?

Despite the name of my blog “My pink harem”, I am more naturally inclined towards monogamy. But I once had a relationship with a bimbo who really loved the idea of watching me with other bimbos.

Together we built the fantasy of me having a harem full of willing and eager bimbo slaves. I would of course love and guide and train all of them to please me, but with that many girls I would need a ”top bitch” … no that term is too harsh and crass for my tastes… let’s say “house bunny” a bimbo-slave who was still completely submissive to me and as ditzy as a pixie on a sugar high, but who would also be in charge of keeping my other bimbos in line.

she would be sweet and kind, of course. And she would love my little beautiful airheads almost as much as I would, but she would have a little mean streak in her too. “How dare any of you plastic inflated barbie-dolls do anything less than look perfect for our Master?!?” she would have my permission to punish, within reason, because ultimately I would hold her responsible, for the behavior and appearance of the rest of my girls. she would also take evil delight in teasing, and playing with my bimbo beauties when I am away, not just for her own pleasure but also to keep them occupied and out of trouble.

When I see a picture like this and a caption like the one that @dreamsofbeingused wrote, it makes me think of that fantasy.

kandii brings home a friend

“Hi honey I’m home! How was work at the… Hi, honey. Who’s you'r friend?" 
I knew without asking but I had to go through the motions of asking anyway. Ever since kandii got a job at the salon, she had a never ending stream of would be bimbos pass through her station every day, and she took great pride in bringing the best of them home for me to enjoy.
”Oh hi hi hi, Sir! This is like bambi! she wants to be your bimbo too! Can we keep her?!?“
I knew her name was probably not "bambi”, but kandii was not above bending the truth to get a new girl into My harem.
“I’ll bet she does. she’s single?” I asked
“Well… Ummm… Like not exactly.” she said squirming. I had trained her well enough that she could not tell me an out and out lie, at least not when it counted.
“baby girl!” I said sternly.
“Okay fine! she’s been dating this Guy for like a couple of months. But i was like telling her about what an awesome Cock you have and how i can’t think smart thoughts after you fuck my brains out, ‘N’ she totally wants to try it out! Please can we keep her???” she begged.
I don’t know how kandii did it! she had no talent for hypnosis whatsoever, but once a girl got into her salon chair, she could talk to her for less than 20 minutes and a girl would stand up ready to give up everything to join my bimbo harem.
“you know My rule about play with other Men’s toys!”
“Yes sir.” she said meekly. bambi was beginning to pout.
“Take her back home” Tears were welling up in bambi’s eyes.
“But what about, like just a sleep over?” kandii asked hopefully.
“Well, okay, but only if she get’s a permission slip signed by her Boyfriend. And He really has to sign it.”
“Yayy!!!!” they both said in unison. I was peppered in tiny kisses before they scampered off to get a permission slip.

~ LATER THAT DAY ~
“Here you go Master!” kandii said handing me the permission slip, bambi bouncing up and down with excitement half a step behind her. “we’re like gonna go try on some of my lingerie. You know, just so that you know *giggle*”
“WAIT!” Both girls froze mid bounce.
I had a strong suspicion that strange things were afoot at the Circle K. Why you ask? Maybe it was the fact that the girls were gone for barely 10 minutes. Or maybe it was that the permission slip was filled out in a pink from a glitter gel pen. but mostly it was just that I know my bimbo.
“Did her Boyfriend really sign this?”
“Ummm…”
Not bothering to wait for kandii to fess up I dialed the number on the permission slip.
“Hello?” A Man’s voice answered. she had found a Man to fill out the form this time. she was learning. I might have to see to that later on.
“Yes I am calling about the permission slip you filled out.”
“What? Oh you mean the two babes I just met!”
Uh-huh.
“Yeah like I’m just here working at the gas station when out of no where, these two super models are all over me and want me to fill out this form for like a sleepover. I figured it was some kind of prank, but what am I going to say "no”? I was hoping that maybe they just wanted my number.“
"I see. you have been most helpful.”
“Wait do you like have her number? I’d like to ask the redhead…" 

I hung up before He could finish.

"kandii! Take this young lady home right this instant, and apologize to her Boyfriend. Then come straight home. you and I have an appointment with the punishment room.”

“Sigh. Yes sir.” She said dejectedly. “See I told you He was like totally smart.” kandii said to bambi confidentially.

“And strict too!” bambi said impressed.

“i know right?!?” kandii said with a giggle.

The girls scampered off, hopefully to return bambi to her Boyfriend, but if I knew kandii they would probably swing by the mall on their way. I sighed and not for the first time questioned the wisdom of keeping a harem of ditzy bimbo slaves. God help me I did love it though.

Author’s note: I know this ”story” didn’t really go anywhere. It’s more of a story “snippet”. It was inspired by a conversation that I was having with my bimbo. I didn’t want to let it sit in my drafts folder forever, waiting to become something more.