BimBella Ch. 02

A message flashed on Bella's phone before she left the car. She deleted it though, before she could remember what it said. The message was from Jen. It turned into a forgotten conversation. The first part with something about being such a good bimbo fuckslut, then some lovely suggestions to try with Steve. There was almost certainly some irresistible commands for the forgetful slut to follow, despite the fact that she forgot all about the conversation.

"I really am becoming an obedient bimbo maid," Bella thought lustfully to herself as she prepared to return to the party.

She was suddenly thinking about the way that her body had practically moved on its own in there, no thoughts, just lust, just desire to please and to be seen as a horny bimbo toy. She could hardly believe the way she had just bent over and wiggled seductively, so scantily clad as she served her friends, like a submissive bimbo slut.

"Oh gosh, I really am a slut," she thought blissfully and automatically, as her perception shifted to align with Jen's suggestions. "It's just. This is really powerful stuff. My body was practically moving on its own and my mind could only think about obedient bimbo bliss. I guess it was all just too overwhelming and I needed an excuse to clear my head for a few minutes."

The suggestible bimbo giggled to herself and looked at the half full butane lighter. She could not remember what had just happened, but she had an explanation and didn't bother questioning it because bimbos never need to think through anything thoroughly.

Jen had said something about that. Good bimbos don't needs to knows. Bella felt ditzy when she thought about that because she could not remember what it was exactly that she didn't needs to knows. That didn't matter though because it was time to return and to serve cigars.

The eager slut slid back into her jacket and walked into the living room. She didn't need to know why it took a full twenty eight minutes to return with the same half empty lighter she had left with. Her outfit was stunning. Her makeup was looking lovely, and she was ready to be a bimbo maid.

Everyone inside was seated comfortably on a pair of leather couches in the corner of the room. Steve and Tom were lounging on the sofa on the left, relaxing with the reclining seats laid back. Amanda and Nick sat on the other couch, nursing the last few sips of their beers.

All eyes turned to Bella when she walked into the room. They couldn't help but focus intently, almost mesmerized, as she slid out of the Jacket.

She did it slow and sexy, like a stripper, revealing that same seductive red and black outfit that held them captivated and made her feel like a total slut.

"Oh gosh, your bottles are almost empty," Bella began, slipping seamlessly back into her role as the obedient bimbo maid. "I'd better go grab some refills."

The sexy bimbo made a delightfully seductive show of swaying her hips, back and forth, as she walked to fridge. There was something hypnotic about the way that she swung her hips, back and forth, exaggerated as she slowly walked away. The sight was even more irresistible after she bent over to retrieve five beers from the fridge.

The L shaped couch arrangement in the corner of the living room was pointed purposely at a large wall mounted flat screen television. That screen that was blank and empty at the moment, and there was a much more enticing show for the four onlookers. The open floor plan of the kitchen gave a perfect view from the couch of Bella's dampened panties and her ass delightfully swaying, back and forth, as the bimbo slut slowly rummaged through the fridge.

She really took her time in there and let her ass sway back and forth three times as she slowly grabbed the bottles. There were two thoughts left in her head, serving and looking like a slut, and oh gosh that last one turned her on so much.

On some level she realized that neither of those thoughts were her own, that she had zero control over her mind and body right now. She needed to sway, back and forth, and seduce with her bimbo body as she served obediently.

Steve and the guests were fascinated by her perfect pair of soft round cheeks in red lacy panties wiggling and jiggling and swaying seductively, back and forth, for them.

The sight of Bella's bouncy breasts were equally hypnotic when the bimbo turned and slowly returned with more intoxicating beverages. Watching her felt like you are being entranced by every subtle motion, every seductive sway of her hips, every jiggle, and every bounce.

The sexy bimbo maid made sure to sway her hips, back and forth, and jiggle and bounce her chest so that everyone stayed captivated as she uncapped another round. The ditzy bimbo didn't need to think or remember what was happening. She just needed to know who was looking at her body and where.

Nick seemed to be focused mostly on her jiggly chest. Tom and Amanda could not take their eyes off of Bella's beautiful butt. Steve's eyes though, she noticed, had focused all the way down at her feet.

Bella didn't needs to knows why she knew that Steve was developing a newfound fetish for her feet. She knew that she looked absolutely stunning with that neon pink toe polish in those open toed black heels. She flaunted that fact with each and every step, because she knew that sexy bimbos love to please and tease and turn people on with every inch of their bodies.

Before she realized it, Bella had opened up all the drinks and was bending over to serve cigars. She was holding a box of Arturo Fuentes. Her hands were moving on their own, slowly unwrapping one like a hypnotist unwrapping the last pesky shell of resistance from a soon to be empty and obedient mind. Then she snipped the tip and held the flame below Amanda's cigar, slowly twirling it round and around in her fingertips until it was evenly lit.

One by one, she went around the room, bending over to serve and sway, back and forth, until everyone was satisfied. It felt so good to be the center of attention and to get to please everyone, but then suddenly everyone was served and the conversation shifted.

"So what's the next batch you're brewing up?" Nick asked, turning his attention away from the horny bimbo.

Steve started talking a lot about smart people brewing stuff that the ditzy bimbo feel too dumb to know. They were like, so smart, totally knowing way more about making beer than a silly bimbo could try to wrap her empty hazy ditzy bimbo thoughts around.

Jen was so right, like smart people look away from sexy bimbos when they gotta focus on smart things. It made Bella feel so dumb to think about it, and that made her feel so happy, so she giggled and bounced and took a puff of her cigar.

She breathed the tasty smoke into her mouth, then held it there for a moment savoring a subtle spicy earthy flavor, before slowly exhaling and taking a sip of beer.

The pumpkin spiced ale overwhelmed and washed the cigar flavor from her mouth. Then it lingered as she took another puff. They tasted pretty good together, which only encouraged everyone to get more inebriated.

It may have been the alcohol, or it might have been the bimbofying conditioning from Jen, but the rest of the afternoon seemed to slip by in the blink of an eye. Bella was there, ready and eager to be an obedient bimbo maid, whenever a bottle ran dry and someone wanted more to drink. The more she embraced her role, the hazier and foggier things became until time blurred away in hazy bimbo bliss.

...

The next thing she knew, the party was over. The guests were leaving. The door closed shut. A suggestion from Jen was taking control in ways Bella couldn't understand because forgetful sluts forget why they forget.

Bella turned to Steve and blew a kiss.

"Did enjoy having an obedient bimbo maid today?" She asked.

Steve had loved being served by his bimbo. In fact, he enjoyed it so much that he planned to make it happen more and more often from now on. He nodded yes in response and opened his mouth to answer the question.

Bella cut him off before he could say a word. She stuck one leg out, like an idol to be worshipped, silencing him with the click of her heel.

"Come show me how much you appreciate having a bouncy blissful obedient bimbodoll for a wife," She said in a sultry tone that asserted dominance and control.

The alluring and suddenly assertive bimbo curled her finger inwards, beckoning, compelling him to come closer. Then she pointed down to the ground, demanding, commanding him to sink down to his knees.

Steve couldn't help but drop down to the floor and crawl the last few steps towards his wife. He didn't question the sudden shift from giggly bimbo to seductive domme. He just stared mesmerized at those heels, and started worshipping her feet.

"Oh baby," Steve began, sneaking a word or two between kisses as his lips kissed each and every one of Bella's gorgeous toes. "I loved having you as my obedient bimbo maid today."

"Good," Bella cooed

She waggled her toes as Steve kissed slowly up to her ankles. Then she moaned as his kisses went further up her legs. She was hot and horny and eager to find out just where those kisses were going. Her pussy lips were dripping in anticipation, but she was not done with him down at her feet. She steadied herself with a hand on the couch, then stepped her other heel lightly on his head.

Steve was already rock hard from the up close view of those heels. He got even hornier when he felt Bella stepping down. He gave in to the pressure and let her push him back down to the ground. All the while his lips kept kissing, right back down her luscious legs.

"Show my feet how much you appreciate having a blank and blissful empty headed obedient bimbo for a wife. You want to keep like this all the time, don't you darling? Make me feel so hazy, horny, and eager to obey."

"Yes," Steve moaned in agreement as he kept blissfully kissing, all the way down to the tips of her toes.

"That's right," Bella continued, "You want me dressing sexy and serving you. You need me bending over to obey your every command , jiggling my tits and ass in your face any time that you want to feel those empty headed blissful bimbo sensations pressing lustfully against you. You want to show me how much you need me to make you feel blissful as a blank and beautiful bimbo."

"Yes," Steve moaned in agreement as he kissed every inch of foot his lips could reach. "Yes, yes, yes please yes. Please Bell I need this."

Steve was too turned on to realize the effect that Bella's words had on his hazy horny mind. He began to beg without realizing just what exactly was happening and why. All he knew was that he was turned on and eagerly worshipping Bell's feet.

"You have me," Bella continued "blank and thoughtless, eager to agree and to obey your every command. And yet, right now, the only thing you want is to feel the weight of my heel pressing down on your head and to beg for more. Do you know why that is?"

Steve felt flustered. He didn't know why he was submitting to his obedient bimbo maid, but it felt so good. It felt so right. The pressure of her heel on his head, holding him down where he belongs. The taste of her toes and the lustful smell of her feet. It all just felt too good.

"It's because, deep deep down we both know you want me in control," Bella answered her own question before Steve could formulate a response. "I'll be your ditzy obedient bimbo maid, scantily clad and bending over to serve. And you'll do anything I say, to keep it that way, won't you love?"

"Yes," was all that Steve could think to answer as his lips moved back and forth across her toes, kissing and worshipping blissfully, like he had been fantasizing all day.

He didn't bother to question how she knew just what to do, just like he didn't bother to question whether or not he had always been this attracted to Bella's feet. He certainly didn't both to question whether Jen was using his bimbofied wife to break his mind. He just kept kissing, back and forth, and up and down her luscious feet as she subtly dropped him into an obedient foot lust trance.

"Good. Just keep kissing them darling," Bella continued. "Know that you'll crave this more and more the more you worship my lovely feet. This is how I'll keep you in line, making you kiss and lick and obey my every word. It's already working. You already crave this oh so badly. Don't you sweetie?"

"Yes," was the only word Steve needed as he gave in. He wanted to do anything to please his wife right now and he knew that he would enjoy every lustful moment of it. Then the pressure eased up slightly and the irresistible feet began to slowly walk away.

Bella turned towards the couch and curled her finger in a follow me gesture. She sat down comfortably with her legs spread wide.

"Crawl to me darling," Bella commanded "Let me explain how things are going to work from now on."