Cum and imprint on Dredd

It’s like a dam bursting, a flood of pleasure that washes over you and leaves you trembling in Dredd’s arms. Your eyes fly open, and you look into his, seeing the power and the hunger in them. You feel a bewildering moment of vertigo and disorientation as the chemicals released by your organs assail your fuck pleasured brain. Subtle yet significant aspects of your personality are being manipulated by the pills imprint function. In that moment, you know. You are Dredd’s. You love Dredd, worship Dredd, will obey Dredd in every way. Your little bimbo body is Dredd’s to do with as Dredd pleases, and that thought fills you with a warm, glowing contentment. You’re Dredd’s slut, Dredd’s bimbo, Dredd’s property. You are anything Dredd wants. And it’s all you ever wanted.

As you shudder your master’s eyes never leave yours, holding you captive with their intensity. You can see the hunger in them, the need to claim you completely, to make you his. And that’s what you want. You feel a second organs course through your body, nigh intense as the first. Again the mental disorientation. The imprinting seems to hammer home again. More than anything, you want to be Dredd’s. To serve Dredd, to pleasure Dredd, to be Dredd’s obedient little slut. The pill is doing its work, turning you into a mindless, horny mess. But it's not just the pill. It's Dredd. Dredd’s power, Dredd’s dominance, Dredd’s cock. You're falling in love with Dredd, with the way Dredd makes you feel. The way Dredd uses you, the way Dredd owns you.

With each stroke of his cock, you feel yourself slipping further under Dredd’s control. Your thoughts are a jumble of lust and submission. You don’t know where you end and Dredd begins. All you know is that you want to be his, to be filled by him, to cum for him. The pleasure is so intense that it’s almost painful, your pussy clenching around him like a fist. But it’s a good pain, a pain that makes you feel alive, that makes you want to scream his name.

“This slut is imprinted. How are things going with Carly?” Dredd asks as he keeps fucking you in pursuit of his own orgasm.

“I think she is nearly there,” Luke says, balls deep in Jackies cunt, riding her hard still.

Jackie’s body trembles with the **** of her orgasm, her pussy clenching around Luke’s cock as she cries out Carly’s name. Carly’s eyes roll back in her head as Jackie’s tongue flicks over her clit. You watch as Carly’s hand moves to her own clit, mirroring the motion of Jackie’s tongue, and you know that she’s about to climax as well. It’s like watching a perfectly choreographed dance of debauchery. Then with a final whine, Carly surrenders to the pleasure, her body shuddering as she cums. She looks into Jackie’s eyes and acts as though she is imprinting on the cop turned bimbo. It’s a magnificent performance worthy of a XXX Oscar - An AVN Award?

Luke grunts and unloads inside Jackie's pussy, and she whimpers as her curvy little body reacts to the sudden influx of cum. She slumps over Carly, both of them panting heavily, their bodies slick with sweat and sex. The room is filled with the scent of arousal and the sound of heavy breathing. You can feel the tension in the air, the anticipation of what’s to come as Dredd’s thrusts grow eratic and his little **** approaches.

Dredd’s cock swells even larger inside of you, and you know he’s about to cum. You bite your lip, trying not to scream as you feel the first spurt of his hot seed filling you up. The sensation is indescribable, his cum painting the walls of your womb with his dominance,, symbolically sealing your fate as his property. He growls gutterally as he empties himself into you, his hips bucking against yours, his hands tightening on your ass as he fucks you hard into the wall, rough and dominant, and uses you as a vessel for his pleasure. And oh, how you love it.

As he pulls out, you feel empty, **** for more. He smirks at you, a knowing look in his eyes. You're his now, and he knows it. He sets you down gently, and you stumble slightly, your legs still wobbly from the intense orgasm. You are giddy with arousal and love. You are owned. And there is a strange comfort in that. You watch as Luke pulls out of Jackie, his cock glistening with her juices. She looks up at him with adoration, her eyes glazed over with bimbo lust. You probably look the same and you giggle at the realisation. Jackie rolls over on the podium beside Carly, panting. Carly acts all doe eyed and imprinted with the Jackie.

You look up with adoration at Dredd. Your daddy.

"Good slut," Dredd says, panting heavily. "You took that like a champ, but now you look like a cream pie. Now, go clean up yourself and Jackie, sixty nine style."

You don't need to be told twice. You move to Jackie, dropping atop her on the podium eagerly, your knees hitting the rubber mat surface with a squelch. You position yourself over to Jackie, her pussy still dripping with Luke's cum. You lean in, your tongue flicking out to taste her, to clean her up and lower your sex to her face so she can reciprocate. You’re shorter so she needs to crane her neck a little. She moans as your tongue touches her, her body responding even though she’s just been fucked silly. You down past your swaying breasts at her, and she smiles up at you, her eyes still glazed over with bimbo lust as she starts to lick your cum filled sex.

The taste of Luke’s cum is surprisingly delicious, a salty, musky flavor that makes your mouth water. You lap it up greedily, savoring every drop. Jackie's pussy is just as sweet, her juices mixing with the cum in a heady cocktail of flavors that drive you wild. Another side effect of the pill!? You love it! This tastes yummy. You can feel her tongue on you, the way she’s worshiping your body just like you’re worshiping hers. Evidently she likes the taste too. It’s a beautiful cycle of submission and pleasure, and you’re right in the middle of it.

“Yeah, cum and pussy juices are a narcotic to you bitches. Enjoy,” Luke laughs. You nod. You do…

As you hungrily clean each other up, you can't help but feel a bond forming between you and Jackie. You're both Dredd’s bimbos now, part of his harem, his to use and discard as he sees fit. The thought makes you wetter, makes you want to serve him even more. You’re his little sluts, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. You couldnt’. You can feel the love and devotion growing inside of you, a love that’s as intense as the orgasm that still echoes through your body.

The room is quiet, except for the sound of your tongues working in tandem, lapping at each other’s cum-covered sex. It’s a beautiful, intimate moment, a testament to the power of the imprint pills. You're all in this together, a family of whores bound by Dredd’s cock. The harem vibes are palpable, and you revel in them. You’re no longer individuals, you’re part of something greater, something more primal and base. You’re his property, his toys, his pets. And it’s a role you all embrace eagerly.

As you clean each other up, you consider the strange sense of camaraderie you now feel with Jackie. She’s your sister in sluttery now, a fellow bimbo who understands the joy of being used. You share a knowing smile, your faces sticky with cum and sweat. It’s a look that says 'we’re in this together'.

Suddenly, Carly’s hand is on your shoulder. You look up to see her standing there, naked and trembling. She’s holding onto the podium for support, her legs wobbly from the intensity of her recent climax. Her eyes are wide with excitement and confusion. She looks at you, then at Dredd, then back at you.

"Carly," you purr, your voice low and sultry. "You’re going to join us, darling. You’re going to clean up Daddy’s mess. Here. Taste his cum…” you point at your moist sex.

Her eyes widen at the mention of Daddy, and she nods, stumbling over to you. Her body moves with the grace of a newborn fawn, all awkward limbs and heaving chest. She lowers herself down, her plump, red lips hovering over your still tingling pussy. You feel a thrill run through you as she starts to lick up the cum that’s dripping out of you, her tongue tentative at first but quickly growing more confident. You moan, perfectly content.

Jackie pulls away, watching with a mix of curiosity and hunger as Carly takes her place. You look down at her, a proud smile on your face. "Good girl," you murmur to Carly, reaching out to stroke her cheek. "Keep going, you’re doing so well."

Her eyes lock onto yours, and you can see the desire in them, a submissive bimbo who lives for your approval. She dives back in, her tongue lapping at your pussy with more enthusiasm than ever before. The taste of Dredd’s cum is on her lips, and she seems to love it. You can feel your own climax building again, your body already addicted to the pleasure that comes from serving your master.

“Well that was fun. I’m going to go move the sluts cars… can you have two of your crew help me?” He grab’s Carly’s and Jackie’s car keys. “It would be best if their cars are at their houses. I’ll pack some bags and make it look like they got out of town… are there any alarms at your houses?”

Carly and Jackie shake their heads. “Jackie. Where do you keep the money you get from extortion.”

“Um… jar in garage, top back shelf…” she says in confusion.

Luke nods and leaves.