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slut…

bitch…

bimbo…

whore…

These are names that men love calling me. These are names that my Mistress uses to address me.

I am a tool and toy, a toilet and a slave.

I do what I am told to do.

I have learned that my desires mean nothing and the desires of my men and my Mistress mean everything.

Once I wanted freedom. Now I want to please.

Once I needed women. Now I am a woman.

Once I enjoyed cumming. Now I enjoy men cuming in and on me.

xx Bimbo Betty

Monday, December 15, 2009

Mistress Tracy  1-877-469-3848

The family had the annual garage sale all set to go. Tables of clothing, boxes of used toys, books and accessories lined the garage. It was Saturday and as an eight-year-old, I was always the curious type. I went into the garage scouring through the items when I came upon a table of woman’s clothing.

Bras, blouses, nylons, shoes and everything imaginable filled the table. At first I just looked at the clothing and moved on. Then as I walked passed a white, Playtex bra, I took another look.

The bra was plain and simple but I found myself  in-explainablely interested in it. As I took it into my hands, the unique smell of the rubber and fabric aroused me. For the first time I had the urge to feel naughty and I held the bra up to my chest, imagining myself having tits and looking so very silly.

The entire rest of the day I found myself thinking about how naughty it would feel to strap on the bra and feel like a woman! I woke up very early the next morning and immediatly went out to the garage. As I walked in, I immediatly began searching for the bra. There, amongst the many articles of clothing was that feminine, erotic bra!

I immediatly took off my shirt and struggled for what seemed to be forever to hook the bra together so I could wear it. Finally the bra was on! It felt so feminine. I found myself aroused and my heart pounded inside my chest.

But it wasn’t enough. I looked around and found a few blouses and picked them up and quickly stuffed them inside the large cups to fill them out. Now I really felt feminine! As I pranced around the garage, hoping no one would walk in, I noticed an orange, stretchy women’s sweater. It had silver sparkles weaved into the fabric and I remember my sister wearing it last summer.

I pulled the sweater on, over my new, large boobs and now, for the first time, I really looked like a girl! I could not believe what I did next. I walked over to the door and slowly unlocked it. I am not sure why but I just had to go outside and walk around in my fully filled bra and women’s tight sweater! I went out and was amazed to realize that I was not even concerned someone would see me. I almost wanted to find myself walking around the corner to see someone that I knew!

That Sunday morning felt like heaven! I was a woman for the first time and something inside came alive for the first time.

My domineering wife again screamed at me for not making the bed. Why did this relationship become such a struggle? Over the years she became more and more dominant, and I, more submissive. Was this my nature? Did I enjoy being told what to do?

About a month later, in one of her more dominant moods, she threatened me. “If you don’t start behaving as I wish, we will march you right down to the tattoo parlor and get you a cute little tattoo.”

I was curious as to what she was thinking. “What sort of tattoo will you give me?” I said in a surprisingly obedient manner.”Hmmm, maybe one that simply says ‘Silly bimbo’ or ‘airhead’, or maybe we will get you a nice little ’sissy’ placed somewhere that everyone can see!”

My face went red with embarrassment. I could never allow this to happen! I would have to obey her every command.

Several days later, she walked up and handed me a clear plastic cock cage. “Put this on now! You need a little control.” I was angry and had no intention of doing such a thing. “Screw you! I am not wearing that thing for one minute!” I said with my most masculine voice.

She walked over to me, slapped my face and said “Bitch! I own you. I own your ass, your cock and your soul, now put it on before I really get upset!”

The next thing I knew, I was encased in this silly device! It allowed me to use the bathroom, but I now had to sit in order to go, just like a woman. The device was locked with a strong padlock and the key was hidden away somewhere.

As each day passed, I found myself unable to get aroused and the experience begun making me more and more obedient, more attentive to her needs. I felt myself thinking of ways to please her more, to make her happy with me.

After about 2 months of this new lifestyle of chastity, I felt that I finally was put into a position she would be happy with, but I was wrong. “Oh honey, I have something for you.” she called out from the bedroom. She asked me to come in and when I did, I found a frilly pinafore, bra, panties high heels and wig lying on the bed!

“This is what you will be wearing at home from now on. I have decided to make a substantial investment in your progress as a woman.”

“WHAT!?” No! I wont! I….” She placed her finger over my mouth and said “Hush now little lady and put on your things.” I was so angry, yet I found the idea erotic and a warm sensation shot though my body.

I put everything on and she entered the room with a big smile. “Very lovely!” she said and then, in the most shocking moment I can remember, in walked her new boyfriend to see me standing there as her new maid!

My life would never be the same. I really had become a woman. And it felt wonderful.

airhead- what every woman desires to become.
ball gag- this device improves a woman’s smile, so wear it often!
bimbo- a very popular girl.
blow job- what you should crave daily.
cum slut- a position of privilege.
dildo- a girl’s favorite lollipop.
gang bang- a special party for special girls.
slut- this is really good and if you are called this, feel proud!
toilet slut- a specialized woman trained to be very pleasing.

Do wear heavy make-up.
Don’t act sophisticated.

Do Dress slutty.
Don’t act intelligent.

Do practice being an airhead.
Don’t read too much.

Do smoke, since it looks sexy.
Don’t ever say no.

Do swallow.
Don’t spit.

Do wear your highest high heels.
Don’t ever dress conservative.

Rules for sluts to live by:

1. Always wear your make-up thick and over-done, so as to look cheap.

2. Never go out wearing anything lower than 4″ high heels, and preferably, wear something even higher.

3. Wear a bra that will show through your blouse. If the blouse is not low-cut, then unbutton it until the bra is showing.

4. Giggle and act dumb at all times as men love this type of behavior.

5. The word “No” does not exist in your vocabulary. Always, always say yes when a man wants something.

6. Practice sucking on your dildo daily so you can deep throat without gagging.

7. The smaller and larger rule: Smaller brains and bigger boobs.

8. Smoking and drinking- Smoking is sexy so do it. Drinking makes you loose your inhibitions, so do it.

9. Find a girlfriend and make out in front of your man. Men love girls that make out with other girls, so it is your job is to make this happen.

10. Always, always, always swallow.

The slap on my face was beyond painful. The sensation of being slapped over and over and over on my face felt like fire. All because I could not take proper instruction.

About two months ago I had my first experience as a tranny. I went to a bar dressed like a whore: tight mini skirt, leather like blouse that looked as if it could not keep my tits in any longer, 5″ red high heel pumps, and a red shoulder-length wig all gave me the look of a professional girl.

Men could not stop staring. Although I was nervous, I liked the attention I was getting. After a few of the usual “Hi honey, can I buy you a drink?” then came by a man that appeared different. His smile, made me feel at ease, forgetting for a moment that I was a silly cross dresser trying to fool a few men.

“Hi, my name is Bobby and I am visiting the country for the first time.” He sounded so genuine and kind that I wanted to know him better. “Hi Bobby, welcome the the U.S.!” I said with the most breathy and sexy voice I could find.

In what seemed like only a hour, we found ourselves talking for five full hours until it was so late, that we were the last ones in the bar. Bobby worked for the government of Algeria and he was here to do some business transaction. Whatever, I liked him and found myself staring into his eyes.

“Would it be too forward of me to ask if you need a ride home, lovely lady?” I was charmed off my high heels. He really thought that I was a lovely lady! I found myself saying yes before I knew it and soon we were off into the night.

We went to his hotel room and he poured us a drink. I sipped mine but found myself becoming dizzy. When I told him, he suggested that I just lay on the couch until I felt better.

The next think I knew, I was awakened by a splitting headache and the sound of a woman crying. I was no longer in his apartment, or even in the country for what I could tell. Bobby was gone and now I was in a small room with two other women and about six men.

One woman was being told to strip and when she hesitated, they slapped her so hard that she fell to the floor. Te other woman was giving two men oral sex but it appeared she was fighting it as they were holding her in place tightly and demanding that she improve her “work”.

A man came over to me and smiled and said “Another dumb bimbo that has fallen for our Bobby! How amusing!”

I was drugged and then kidnapped for the sole purpose of becoming a sex slave! I had to get out of here! Then several men came over and told me to show them my “talents”. I started to beg for them to let me go, but then they started hold me down, strapping me to a post. Before long I could not move and they asked me again to show them what I could do. I started crying. Maybe I really was a woman! I knew I was trapped!

Then a large man came close and said “I know you are nothing but a bimbo, but you will show us your talents because you are now a cumslut!”, then he began slapping my face over, and over, and over.

The only escape from this terrible pain was to do exactly as he desired. I finally said “Okay! Okay! I will show you! Undo my arms, please.” Once my arms were untied, I went over to the large man and slowly unzipped his pants, exposing a massive cock! I knew that I had to obey.

I first started stroking it, then kissing the head. Then he grabbed my head and shoved the cock so far down my throat that I almost blacked out! I sucked best I could and found that he was pulling and pushing my head so violently, that I did not have to do much of anything, he was using me as a fuck doll.

Soon, he moaned and cum shot out! He missed my mouth and it went all over my face, eyes and lips. The other men laughed and applauded my efforts. “She will bring a high price tag, don’t you think?” Then I knew that to survive, I would have to become the best blow job bimbo on the planet.

All my life I imagined becoming the perfect bimbo secretary. Big, firm tits, revealing, tight and sexy clothes, the highest of high heels, and a total airhead.

My dream came true last month. I answered an add in the paper and was given a phone interview and, I got the job!

I went in for my first day. I was hired by a very firm and demanding boss, Mr. Davis. He is the president of a large corporation and hired me to answer the phone and do filing. At first, he asked me to come into his office and he would drop a pencil and ask me to pick it up. He did this often, simply to look down my blouse to see my large tits.

My nipples were protruding and firm, and he stared at them whenever he talked to me. One day I wore jeans. In about 45 minutes I was called into Mr. Davis’ office. He screamed at me! “You dumb little slut! Don’t you know anything? As my secretary, you are NEVER to wear pants. You are nothing but a slut. A bimbo. A whore. MY whore! I demand an apology!”

I could not lose this job so I apologized. “Mr. Davis, I am really sor…” The next thing I know, he walked over to me and said “Bitch, suck my cock and make it quick! I have a board meeting in 15 minutes and so help me, if you spill any cum onto my new rug, I will beat your ass!”

I was not that kind of girl but knew I had to obey…and fast! I unzipped his expensive dress pants and started sucking fast. He came quickly and talked so dirty as he came. “Fucking whore! Take it all, you dirty dumb cumslut! Eat it like a woman should!”

I finished and he allowed me to go.

“Betty?” his masculine voice echoed my name. “Yes, Mr. Davis?” “Betty, as punishment for today, wear that white low cut top tomorrow, I feel like cumming down your tits and you will wear my cum all day while answering the phone, do you understand?!”

“Yes Mr. Davis, I understand.”

Mistress M decided that it was finally time to send me out dressed as a woman. I wore my tight white sweater, thick red lipstick, bright red nail polish, 5″ black high heels, my long black wig, and the tightest pair of woman’s jeans I own. I felt like such a little slut!

She gave me instructions to drive to a mall about 20 miles from home. My heart was beating fast as I have never dressed as a bimbo while driving. What if I had a flat or got pulled over by the police?!

When I arrived, I called her as instructed. I was so frightened! She let out a little laugh and told me to take a photo of myself on my phone and send it to her. I took one of me posing against my car, my tits pushed out as far as possible. I really looked passable!

She said “Bimbo, do you trust your Goddess?” And I hesitantly said “Yes Goddess, of course.” She then said, “Okay, I want you to go into the shopping center and buy a pack of cigarettes and then come back out and call me.” I was so frightened to be a woman in public! I slowly walked into the store and quickly purchased the cigarettes and quickly went back to my car, wobbling in my high heels, boobs flopping all over. I must have looked so silly.

I called Goddess and she told me that she wanted to be pleased with me. I told her I so wanted that too and to tell me what to do. She then said “Bimbo, place your keys inside the car and…lock the car.” I gasped! “But Goddess!?” She then took a firm voice and said “Look bimbo! Do what I said and do it NOW!”

I was so terrified! What would happen to me so far from home and dressed as a woman? I felt as if my heart would explode! Then, without hesitation, I heard the sound of the door thud close…with my keys locked inside!

I heard Goddess laugh loud and hard at my predicament. “Now bimbo, light up a cigarette and go stand next to the lamp pole and look like the most sexy slut imaginable.” I did as I was told and felt humiliated and terrified.

Goddess then said “A friend of mine will be coming by to visit you bimbo. Never before have I felt so weak and submissive. I did not know what to do!

With my large firm tits pushing through my sweater, my red lipstick and sexy high heels, I looked and felt exactly like a real whore. Then, a large older man walked up to me and asked me to follow him to his car! I was frozen. My legs would not work! He then walked over and, without a word, took me by the wrist and led me to his car.

He opened the passenger door and I got in, not knowing what else I could do. He then got in and then, before I could speak, began rubbing my leg. Slowly his hand made it up to the edge of my lace panties and then he stopped. “It’s time dear” he said. I did not know what he meant. He then took his hand and placed it on mine.

“Time to please daddy and then you get your ride home.” I tried to talk but he stopped me and said “Silly whore, a woman’s mouth is not for talking!” He then took his hands to my head and positioned me down to his unzipped pants! He took out what looked to be the largest cock imaginable and told me to get to work! I tried to escape but his strength was too much. All I could do was accept the massive cock into my lipsticked mouth!

Before long I was sucking like a baby on its mother’s breast. I got into a rhythm that seemed to please him, as he just moaned this long, satisfied moan. Sucking became so easy for me, the taste of his pre cum along with my lipstick was like a drug, I had to taste more and more. What was happening to me?!

Then, he pulled me close and let out a load moan. I just continued servicing his cock, sucking long, deep motions. Then, his cock stiffened and I felt an explosion in my mouth! I did not want this! I was not a woman!

Too late. His cum filled my mouth. I could not believe how much I had. I pulled away to spit it out when he said “Bitch, you will swallow every drop if you want to ever get home!” I knew that he meant it and I had no other choice than to obey. I closed my eyes and swallowed the hot cum. I felt completely weakened and worthless.

He drove me home and my first experience as a real whore was completed. Shortly after, Goddess called me. “Bimbo, did you service my friend?” I said yes. “Well then, you now owe me $50.” “Goddess, but why?” She said “Silly girl! DO you think that whores are free? Now pay up!”