Carly’s subterfuge

"Good girl, Rogers," Dredd purrs, his voice thick with satisfaction. "You're ass is mine now you little bitch."

“Yes Daddy,” Rogers agrees with a newfound adoration and an abasing subservience that makes your own heart beat faster. Dredd just came all over her like she was his little slut and she loved it. It was kindof hot. No. It was totally hot! Your beating heart felt a tug of envy. He was so muscular and powerful.

The room is quiet except for the sound of their heavy breathing and the distant throb of the club's music. Maybe there is a dripping of cum off Rogers back - but that could be your overactive imagination… Dredd's cum runs down Rogers' back, a stark contrast to the pink glow of the podium lights reflecting off her skin. She looks up at him and his dripping cock with a mix of satisfied lust and vapid eagerness. Her eyes are still glazed over, but now it's with fervent love and blind adoration rather than the shocked confusion at her unmanning.

"Yes Daddy," she whispers again and she is his little girl in that moment - a dirty cop reduced to an eagerly meagre fuckpet, her voice trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. She's fully his now. The word 'Daddy' hangs in the air, a declaration of her submission to his dominance. You can almost see the power dynamic irrevocably shift, the invisible gathering of chains that bind her to him forever. It's both disturbing and incredibly arousing. Evoking your own desires to be dominated and controlled. Watching this ultimate slut pill at play was the best. And soon that would be you. Your pussy quivers. You should be scared or terrified. Not giddy with excitement. You watch with dismayed chagrin as Dredds big thick black cock softens. Frustration worries you. How long will it take for him to get an erection again? You don’t know if you can wait that long!

“Carly, you’re next… when I get it back up again… ” Dredd promises as Luke reappears. He has a whiskey and seems to have gone off to visit the bar. Wait. He left? You hadn’t even noticed. You do notice that he has his bag of pink pills, poking out of his jeans pocket.

“Holy shit. Look at you Rogers. You’ve become a cum bucket! I must say I’m a fan of the improvement. But… Go clean yourself up so I a fuck you!” Luke laughs as he sips his whiskey. “No one wants sloppy seconds.” He says.

A blushing Rogers giggled and slunk off the podium, her oversized tits bouncing with every dainty step. She moved to the nearby sink and started washing herself off, her fluid movements exaggeratedly female and languidly sensual. Her post orgasmic glow and newfound purpose as Dredd’s **** made her seem an utter bimbo. You watched her with envy, hoping that you would be next. The power of the pills was undeniable, and the thought of losing yourself to such intense pleasure was tantalizing. You may not have been thinking particularly rationally but you instinctively knew what excited you now in your new bimbo body.

Dredd turned to Carly, licking his lips as he took in her new, bimbofied form. "Your next Carly. You're going to make a fine little slut," he said, his voice thick with lust. He stood up, his cock no longer big and erect, flagging from his recent powerful orgasm. “‘S use me. Gotta drain the main vein…” he left the party room to go the adjoining ensuite bath room. Luke’s eyes devoured Rogers naked form as he undressed, kicking off his shoes and pants and removing his shirt. His physique was that of a muscular adonis. His semi erect cock was large but not as big as Dredd’s. Not yet. Probably not ever. He was focused on Rogers and was paying you and Carly scant attention. “Not so tough and powerful now are you copper… cunt stubble… what you get when you shave your snatch right… what is it they say? Turn around, hands on the podium… assume the position.”

You lean in to Carly. “Steal two of Luke’s pink pills. I’m gonna cover for you!” You whisper in her ear. She nods obediently as she watches Luke’s muscular body, her eyes wide with excitement.

You giggle as you playfully move onto the podium to kiss Luke, grabbing his cock and stroking it, drawing Luke’s attention to you as Carly deftly snatches the bag from Luke’s pants. He is surprised by the kiss and the tugging ministrations of your tiny hand.

“Mmmm. Someone’s eager for cock,” Luke says, his voice thick with lust. “But you have to imprint on Dredd first.” He says, savouring your attentions for a while, running his hands possessively over your sensitive curves before he pushes you roughly away and slaps your ass “Sorry slut. Patience is a virtue. Seldom in a woman, but a slut like you will learn it fast. Dredd’s almost done peeing, then he’s going to fuck the ever loving shit out of your brainless cunt until you’re his **** forever. And then we’ll get a turn. But Dredd goes first. He's gonna be your boss...” you nod and return to Carly.

Luke motions for Rogers to suck his cock. “Jack… Jack… Jackie? Yeah I think we’ll call you Jackie. Man, did you know that Dredd’s girls never liked you. But they are gonna love the new you. Payback will be a bitch… You should have treated them… oh… yeah. That’s it.” Luke said as she took his cock in her mouth hungrily.

Carly had put the pill bag back in Luke’s pocket after raiding it. Carly showed you the two pills she grabbed in her tiny hand. One for Luke and one for Dredd? Each of them is sealed tight in a ziplock bag. She puts them both in her mouth, grabs Luke’s whiskey and washes them down in a single gulp. Carly would figure things out…

The bathroom door opens and Dredd struts out, his cock thick and erect again. You gulp, your pussy clenching at the sight. “Looks like I’m ready for round two, girls. Carly?”

Carly shakes her head. “No… I don’t want to… I only like girls.” She objected, stamping her foot petulantly.

“What the fuck is this Luke?” Dredd scowls.

Luke considers in mild annoyance. “Hmmm, the pills aren’t always the same. It’s meant to make them bi. It’s rare but sometimes orientation is just flipped and even rarer still other times it’s not changed at all. Looks like Carly here has a strong sexual identity. Dredd, the imprint works best if it is voluntary. Forcing it can cause mental schism and is ill advised. You have to ease a bimbo like Carly into a life of cock worship. The pills aren’t perfect. You know… you could just daisy chain the imprinting of her. She prefers girls… Jackie is imprinted on you. Carly could just imprint on Jackie here. A perfect chain of command!” Luke suggests.

“That works?” Dredd considers. “I like it… that could be fun! Rogers… Jackie, eat out Carly here…” Dredd says.

Jackie slinks over, her eyes never leaving the floor, her body language screaming submissive. She sits between Carly’s legs, her oversized breasts hanging down, fat nipples erect as she starts to kiss her way up Carly’s inner thighs. You watch with excitement as Carly’s eyes widen. You know what’s coming. The power of the pill is too strong for Carly to resist. And she loves girl on girl action.

They think Carly will imprint on Jackie Rogers. But she’s already imprinted on you. Dredd grins. “Look at the sluts go!” He says, watching as Jackie’s tongue finds Carly’s clit. Carly’s eyes widen in shock and then she starts to moan. Oh no. You can see… she’s lost to her bimbo brain. She’s gone full bimbo now. The thought sends a shiver down your spine.

Jackie’s tongue darts out, licking and teasing Carly’s sensitive folds, her eyes glazed over with lust. Carly’s body starts to react on instinct, her hips rising to meet Jackie’s mouth. It’s mesmerizing to watch, the way Jackie’s tongue works its magic, flicking and circling and sucking on the swollen nub of Carly’s erect little clit. You can feel the tension in the air, the anticipation of Carly’s climax building. It’s like watching a car crash in slow motion - you know it’s coming and there’s nothing you can do to stop it. You’re turned on.

You're so wet, watching Jackie devour Carly's pussy like it's the most delicious thing she's ever tasted. You're squirming in frustration, the anticipation building in your own cunt as you imagine what it's like to have a tongue on it like that. The way Carly's eyes are rolling back in her head, the moans that are escaping her lips... it's all just so fucking hot. Your tiny hand slide down, and you start to rub your own clit, mimicking Jackie's movements. You're not even trying to be quiet anymore. You want Dredd to hear how much you're enjoying the show.

Jackie’s plumply rounded upturned ass sways enticingly; her sex still swollen and dripping as her downturned head nuzzles lovingly between Carlys thighs. Its a turn on to watch Jackie obediently giving a moaning, supine and legs wide spread Carly head. Luke approaches Jackie from behind, grips her hips and slides the head of his cock up her inner thigh to nestle at the apex of her kneeling legs. Her labia spreads slighty as his bulbous head slides along her lips. Then he thrusts and now Jackie is moaning in concert with Carly. Luke’s strong thrusts push Jackie’s face into Carly’s sex and the two bimbos moaning in unison, orchestrated by Luke’s pumping hips.

You watch as the two of them lose themselves in the moment. Jackie’s eyes roll back in her head as she takes Luke’s long slim cock, and Carly’s eyes glaze over as she feels Jackie’s tongue on her clit. You’re the only one who seems to be in control of your faculties, and even that’s a stretch. Your body is on fire, and all you can think about is when it’s going to be your turn to be fucked silly by one of these big, strong, handsome men. The thought makes you so wet, and you can feel it soaking through your fingers as you frig yourself. You whine, unable to hold back your **** need for attention.

“Fuck it…” Dredd mutters. “This is taking too long…” he pushes you backwards to the wall, lifting your tiny body effortlessly to kiss you. You instinctively wrap your legs about his waist, your needy pussy pressing against the head of his thick shaft.

You giggle, your brain a whirl of pleasure as his cock presses against you. The promisecof penetration is delectable. It’s so big and hard! You need it, bad, but youre so small and it’s so big… you wonder if he’s going to split you in two! It would be a good way to go… You feel yourself getting wetter and wetter, your hot pussy begging for him to fill it up. “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!” you chant in your mind as he kisses down your neck, his hands cupping your massive tits. He’s so big and black and handsome and powerful. You’re so small and weak and needy. You’re so wet, the juices are running down your legs, making a puddle on the floor. You can smell the musk of your own arousal, and it’s intoxicating.

Dredd’s cock is a thick, hot presence against your pussy, and you can’t wait for it to be inside you. He knows and he teases you. He kisses your neck, his teeth grazing your skin, sending a thrill down your spine. “You want it, don’t you, slut?” he growls. You nod eagerly, your body arching towards him. He chuckles darkly, the sound sending shivers down your spine.

The tip of his cock nudges at your entrance, the pressure building until you’re begging for more. “I need it. So bad. Please Daddy, please!” you whine, your voice high and oh so needy. He pushes in, inch by torturous inch, stretching your labia wider than it has ever been. You feel like your pussy is made of molten lava, **** to envelop him completely. He’s so big, so strong, so powerful. You’re just a tiny, helpless bimbo in his arms, and it feels so good to be at his mercy. You want this so bad. You rock your hips, wriggling and edging his manhood into you.

Your walls clench around his shaft as he sinks into you, your body trying to adjust to the sheer size of him. The feeling is intense, almost painful, but the dull ache only makes you want it more. You’re a whore for this kind of treatment, aren’t you? You love the feeling of being filled to the brim, of being used like a toy for a big, strong man’s pleasure. He’s going to use you up, make you his fuckpet **** and leave you as his little bimbo slut begging for more, and you can’t wait.

You let out a high-pitched squeal as he pushes all the way in, filling you up completely. His cock hits your G-spot, sending a shockwave of pleasure through your body. Your mouth goes slack and your eyes how unfocused and unseeing, and you can feel your orgasm building already. A orgasm that will make you imprint on him as his ****. You want that so bad! Your hands clutch at his broad shoulders, your nails digging into his skin as you try to hold on to something, anything, in the face of this overwhelming sensation. You're just a vessel for his pleasure now, a living, breathing fuckhole to be used and discarded. Why does that excite you so much?!! Because it does.

As he starts to move, his hips pistoning back and forth, you feel your brain melt away. All that's left is the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of you, the sound of your wetness smacking against his pelvis, and the look of pure dominance in his eyes. You’re his, utterly and completely, and the knowledge makes you wetter still. Your legs tighten around his waist, your heels digging into his back as you try to push yourself down onto him, to take him even deeper. The sensation is delicious, a sweet throbbing that only makes the pleasure more intense.

Your thoughts are a jumble of 'oh Daddy' and 'more, more, more'. You're lost in a haze of lust, a mindless bimbo eager for his cock. You can feel your orgasm approaching like a freight train, unstoppable and overwhelming. Carly's moans are in the background, muffled by Jackie's enthusiastic pussy licking, and the sound just makes you hotter. You want to cum with them, to share in their pleasure and their submission. You can feel it building, a crescendo of sensation that's going to shatter you into a million pieces.

Dredd's cock slides in and out of you with a delicious friction that makes you see stars. It’s so thick, so full, so perfect. Each stroke sends waves of pleasure through your body, and you can't help but whine and squirm in his arms. You're so tight around him, your pussy a snug, wet glove that grips his shaft like a vice. You're his now, his to use and ****, his little bimbo fucktoy. And the thought of it makes you wetter, makes you want to scream with joy. You can feel yourself getting closer, so close, so very, very close.