Yang The Slutty Cheerleader

Yang loudly moans as she bounces rapidly on her Master's cock, desperately trying to make him cum, as he lays on his bed. The only thing on her mind is Master's cock. And that's pretty much the only thing the busty blonde thinks about since becoming a dumb bimbo.

"Like, are you going to fill my, like, slutty pussy with lots of cum soon, Master?!"

Before he can answer, someone knocks on the door. "Stop riding me and get off me, Slut." He never calls Yang by her real name and instead calls her 'Slut' since he turned her into his sex ****. He's not even sure if Yang remembers her name or if she believes her name is Slut.

Despite not wanting to, the blonde still does what her Master says. She stays in the bedroom and immediately begins playing with herself as he walks out of the room. "Master's cock," Yang says as she closes her eyes. "I, like, need Master's big, hard cock."

The bimbo pictures in her mind riding Master's cock again. She imagines him cumming inside her just as she makes herself cum with her fingers. She goes to play with herself again. But she's stopped by her Master's voice as he enters the room.

"Slut. I want you to put this outfit on right now."

Yang opens her eyes and smiles when she sees what her Master is holding. "Like, thank you so much, Master," she says as she takes the outfit from his hand. After quickly putting it on, she grabs the two yellow pom poms and strikes a pose. "So, like, how do I look, Master?"

"You look amazing, Slut. Now, I know you hate to think. But do you think you can come up with a short cheer about how much you love my cock?"

"Uhh," is the only thing Yang says for the next few minutes as she tries her hardest to think of something. It's not easy for her as the only thing on her mind is sex. Trying to think of something else besides sex is almost impossible for her.

I shouldn't have asked Slut to use her brain. He thinks to himself. "It's okay, Slut. I'll think of-"

"Wait! I like, thought of something," she says, stopping her Master from finishing his sentence. "Like, what do I worship?! Master's cock! Master's cock! Like, who's the horny slut that loves Master's cock?! I am! I am! Yay! Master's cock!"

"Wow! I'm impressed, Slut," he says as he claps his hands. "That was pretty good."

"Like, thank you, Master. Can I, like, go back to riding on your cock again? Please?"

The dumb bimbo instantly forgets that she's still wearing her slutty outfit as she slides Master's cock inside her again. The only thing on her mind is cock. Specifically, her Master's cock, as that's the only thing she cares about.