Master and doll had been sitting in the restaurant enjoying a pleasant dinner when he had said it…
“her." He said motioning towards the innocent little brunette sitting alone at the bar.
“I want you to give me her… I think that she will make quite the delicious piece of bimbo fuck-meat, don’t you doll?”
doll did enjoy bringing her Master fuck-toys. The only thing that came close to comparing to the immense joy she felt at being blessed with Master’s cock, was watching Him ravish another beautiful dolly. But she was taken aback at His forthrightness. Usually He was content to let her pick the toys they played with, but tonight there was a fierce hunger lurking just under the surface of his voice, that made her pulse quicken and her cunt begin to leak. It was all that doll could do not to leap to obey that very instant.
But Master had further instructions….
“I want her to know doll. …I want her to understand exactly what will happen to her if she agrees to go with you. I want you to prepare her for me. Bring her inner bimbo to the surface. I want her to accept that when I fuck her, I will not merely be fucking her lovely body, but that I will also be fucking her mind as well. Before you bring her to me, I want her to be at peace with the fact that she will not wake up with the brains she had when you first met her. It should be an absolute certainty in her mind that the touch of my cock will shatter her reality, that what is left of her mind will rebuild it’s self to look very much like you , my beautiful bimbo-doll.”
And then He was silent. He took a sip of His water, content that all that was needed to be said on the matter had been said. His words felt like ice in her veins. After all this time He still had the power to shock her. Still the thought of watching this innocent girl’s mind disintegrate excited her. she wanted to watch the look on the brunette’s face as the world turned pink before her very eyes.
Then something else occurred to doll. To achieve the sort of mind-fuck He had commanded of her, she would need to tease ant torture the nameless brunette quite extensively. True He had given her very specific instructions about what He wanted, but He had not said anything about how she was to go about doing it. That thought brought a wicked smile to doll’s flawless face. she felt her own evil demon grow inside of her, as she began to plot all of the merciless things that she would do to prepare the brunette for her Master.
“Yes Sir." She said quietly, trying to suppress the evil giggle that threatened to escape her lips and spoil the moment.
As doll rose from their table and made her way over to the bar to collect Master’s new toy, one final thought occured to her. It was no accident that Master had left the how of the brunette’s bimboification up to her. He knew well the wicked spirit that dwelled deep under all the coats of pink gloss. He knew that wicked spirit could never find expression with Him. she was too obedient a slave, too good of a girl to ever unleash her full wickedness upon her Owner. Only with another doll was it possible for doll to unleash the true depths of her evil side. The brunette was just as much a gift for her as she would be for Him.