Stepmom’s Attitude Adjustment

“Hello Master! Welcome home!” the shell of my stepmother greeted me with an enthusiastic smile. “Dinner is in the oven for another 30 minutes. Is there anything this stupid slut can do to serve you until then, Master?”

“Good work, Fuckbunny”, I replied. Fuckbunny was of course Cheryl’s new name since I brainwashed her a few weeks ago. “How about a blowjob to help me unwind?”

“Of course, Master. Fuckbunny’s mouth was made to worship your cock!” she gleefully acknowledged. As she sunk to her knees, eyeing me seductively, I recalled a few weeks ago when those eyes were filled with disdain. My father had passed away a little while ago, leaving everything to that bitch. She had always been nice to me, but after my father passed, it became evident that her niceness was all just for show. After she had his money, she was ready to throw me to the curb.

As her pouty, bimbo lips began to bob up and down the length of my shaft, I felt the need to gloat a bit, not that it mean anything to my stepslut. “I just got back from the bank. That paperwork we filled out went through. Good news is that everything you had belongs to me now.”

She lifted her head from my cock with an audible pop. “Oh thank you so much Master! There’s no way a dumb bitch like me could manage my finances!”, she beamed and went back down for a few more bobs on my cock. “Besides, you deserve to have it all, especially after how much of a cunt I was to you.”

“That’s ok, Fuckbunny. Now that I control you, you’re never going to have the chance to be a cunt to me ever again. You’ll just be my happy, bimbo fuckdoll for the rest of your life or I get tired of you”

At this she picked up her pace, aroused by my words. “Thank you, Master, for taking control of Cheryl’s bitchy brain and turning her into Fuckbunny.”

“Of course. But we’re not done quite yet. You’re going to help me brainwash that prissy, bitchy daughter of yours.”

“Of course, Master! I’d love for Sophie to learn the joy of being your fuckslave”, she assured between breaths. Her own arousal clear, she picked up the pace. It wasn’t long before I came in her mouth. My cum leaked out of her mouth and onto to her tits as she opened her mouth to show me the fruit of her labor, a sight she knew I was fond of. Just then, the oven dinged from the kitchen. Immediately she stood up, “Let me go get you your dinner now, Master”. I nodded affirmatively, followed by a smack on her deliciously plump ass as she sauntered out of the room, my cum still painting her mouth and tits.