Jozee Trains Sue

She bobbed up and down on the fake cock, drooling all over it as she reached down and rammed her fingers into her horny cunt. I smiled, knowing this little slut was mine. I own this bitch!

Training this bimbo will be a walk in the park. I removed my strap-on dildo and kissed Sue gently as I gently suggested it was time for her to repay me in kind. She cupped my one tit as she latched on and sucked the other. She released my tit and left her hand to explore my tummy and cunt cleft.

She worked her way down toward my cunt placing kisses on my tummy, and continued downward as she left a trail of light, moist kisses. She was now hovering over my hot snatch, and I was getting impatient with her stalling.

I placed my hands on the back of her head as I raised and spread my legs wide. I pushed her face into my steamy cunt and hissed, "Do it," "Suck my cunt bitch." She tried lifting her head, but I forced her face into my cunt gash as I lifted my ass.

She tentatively stuck her tongue out and licked my cunt. I started instructing her. She was slow, but she followed my instructions. Soon she was licking and sucking my cunt folds and clit with enthusiasm.

I knew this bimbo would be easy. I kept encouraging her as she brought me to a climax, and I blasted my girl's cum into her mouth and face. I let go of her head, and she continued to attend to my soaked and sedated twat.

Finally, she crawled up to be next to me and smiled meekly. She broke the silence, asking me, "Did I please you?"

I responded, "Yes, you did well for a beginner." "In time, I will make a good submissive slut cunt lapper out of you."

She giggled and asked, "Do you think so?"

I rolled over, looking into her eyes and pinching a nipple, and said, "You will become my submissive bimbo."

She looked into my eyes with tears in hers and said, "If that is what you wish."

Fuck, this bimbo is too fucking easy. I will take the next month to train and transform this little pixie bimbo into a submissive slut cunt eating bitch. Of course, she will also be pleased with my strap-on fake cock.

She will be transformed emotionally and physically. The next day I set about with her training and transformation. First things first. I took naked pictures of her the way she was. I wanted to document her transformation.

I could see and sense her reluctance, but I took the time to be gentle and loving with reassuring kisses and words. A true slave has no body hair. So, I had her lay on my workout bench as I trimmed her nether-region with a hair trimmer.

I lathered up her mound and cunt lips and meticulously scraped away all of her pubic hairs. She giggled like an adolescent schoolgirl and exclaimed, "I haven't looked like this since I was a very young girl."

I looked at her and said, "This will be your lifelong look from now on." She smiled--a nervous smile--and I leaned in, kissing her and probing her mouth as I twisted and pulled on her nipple.

I took pictures and told her they would be in her album. An album of her transformation. Over the next few days, I worked her over with my mouth and strap-on dildo. I now had her on hands and knees, sucking my forever horny twat and getting her hairless cunt reamed out with my fake cock.

I kept eyeing her little anal pucker, the light pink wrinkled ring of flesh that will soon be trained to take a cock. I also trained her to keep her twat free of hair and stubble. I inspect her for stubble, and if I find any, she will be punished.

Tonight, I have her bound over an ottoman as I plunge the fake cock into her cunt and call her nasty and degrading names. She cried, and afterward, I softly explained it was sexual play. And asked her if I had called her names at any other time.

She responded, "No."

I said, "See, it's only playing."

She docilely accepted it with a small smile.

Stupid fucking bimbo bitch. She has yet to realize that she is a slave to my depraved desires. Before I'm done, this fucking bimbo cunt will ask me if she can shit.

As in all training, it takes time and repetition to master. A good slut slave is trained over time and will eventually give themselves over to their dominant mate completely. Body and soul

It's good that I work from home. The pandemic has opened up a new world to me, and I can now afford to be with her almost all the time. She now lives at my place naked and chained at all times. She doesn't even complain. I have tons of pictures.

Her subrogation will now be taken to the next level. I sat her down on a chair in the kitchen and brushed her hair. I told her I was going to complete her look as a submissive love slave. She looked nervous, so I kissed her gently.

I flipped on the hair trimmers and proceeded to push them through her hair, starting at the top of her forehead and continuing to the base of her skull. She cried and complained that it made her look ridiculous. I sharply said, "Shut up, cunt." "This is part of your new life as my submissive bimbo cunt."

Ten minutes later, all of her beautiful shoulder-length auburn hair was lying on the floor. I told her to stay seated while I went and got the shaving cream and razor. On my return, I had her move to the kitchen sink and sit back down. I moistened her head and applied the shaving cream.

I carefully shaved every trace of stubble from her skull. Then I photographed her and kissed the top of her skull as I ran my fingers over it. I walked around to face her. I leaned in and kissed her. Then I said, Now, you are a properly trained and trimmed submissive cunt.

I held up a mirror, and her eyes went wide as they filled with tears. I sat across from her as I pulled up my skirt and ordered her to eat my cunt. For maximum effect, I said, "Eat my twat, my bimbo slut." She slid to the floor and buried her face in my snatch as I rubbed her very smooth dome.

Next training will be humility training. I got her up early and released her from her bonds. I told her to go into the spare bedroom and put on the clothes I laid out for her. She left, and ten minutes later she came out in a short, mid-thigh, light skirt and midriff blouse.

Both were very light materials. Not exclusively see-through but very sheer. In the correct lighting, one could see she was naked underneath. I then replaced the shackles and repeated this routine for several days.

After I was certain she was comfortable being dressed like that, I removed her shackles and told her we were going out. She asked, "Can I wear panties and a bra?'

I responded, "No, what are you ashamed of?"

She cried out, "Everything!" "I'm nearly naked, and I have no hair on my body."

I replied, "Shut the fuck up and do as you are told." She started crying in earnest. I got pissed and roughly turned her to the back of the couch, pushing her over. I flipped up her dress and proceeded to spank her quickly and harshly. Her ass turned crimson as she begged me to stop.

I reached down and pushed my hand into her cleft and found her to be very wet. I noted to myself that I should put her through a spanking again to make sure this bitch gets off on rough treatment. Some do.

I barked out my order, "Let's go!" as I turned and walked towards the door. I didn't look back; I could hear her behind me. At the door of our building, she asked in a meek, pleading voice, "Do I have to go out there, Jozee?"

I responded, "Do we have to ask this again?"

"No," she replied.

I asked her, "Do I have to spank your ass in public?"

She said, "No, Jozee."

I then said, "Now be a good little submissive bimbo and be quiet."

She hung her shaved head and replied, "Yes, Jozee."

I finished by telling her, "From now on, you will address me as Mistress, or Mistress Jozee."

Looking down, she muttered, "Yes, mistress."

We walked down the street side by side, with me slightly ahead by one step. We caused quite a sight with her shaved head and large hoop earrings. I could tell she was very uncomfortable. Being raised as a proper young lady, she was used to being dressed in dresses, but she also always wore a bra and panties.

Now, she is essentially naked. Covered only by a simple, short, light summer skirt and blouse. It was a cool day, and her nipples clearly announced their presence behind her light, thin midriff top. It was time to eat, so I took her to a very upscale restaurant where many prominent people gathered.

Many of them would bring their newest subs here to show them off. We were seated, and I ordered our plates. Subs never order a plate. I looked at her and said, "Pull the back of your dress out from under your ass." "I don't want you to wrinkle it or stain it with your cunt juices."

She meekly lifted her ass very slightly and pulled the material out from under her. We were seated on the outdoor dining deck, which had steel chairs. The steel had to be cold against her bare ass. Next, I instructed her to slide forward on the chair and sit up straight so her back was not against the chair.

The last instruction I gave her as our meal was being brought to our table was, "I want you to spread your legs as if you were straddling me or a horse." Her face turned crimson red as the heat of embarrassment crept over her, but she complied.

I bent down and reached for my shoe strap as if to adjust it. But I clearly wanted to see what the others might see if they cared to look. There, in her naked bald beauty, was her submissive, bimbo twat on full display, as if it were a lotus on display at a flower show.

After dinner, we went to a club, where we ran into the man child who fucked up Sue's life but unknowingly gave me a fine submissive bitch ready to be possessed and trained. I didn't know him, but Sue spotted him and got scared.

I asked her what was wrong, and she pointed to him. I looked at him. He was handsome with rugged features, but I knew he was nothing more than a man child. I told Sue to stay seated and not say a word. No matter what.

She nodded her head and muttered, "Yes, mistress."

I got up and walked over to him. I made small talk and brought him back to our table. Sue looked like she was going to puke. But she did not utter a word. Tim looked at her and said, "Do I know you?"

I looked at Tim and said, "No, she's a submissive bimbo. Mine."

He asked, "What is her name?"

To which I replied, "Bimbo, bitch, cunt, or slut." "Whatever I feel like calling her." "But you cannot speak to her." Hang around Tim, and we can have some fun. I plied him with drinks while I nursed mine. I kept the attention on him so he would think this was his lucky night.

After a few hours of drinking, we all got up and left for my apartment. We arrived at my apartment, and I got more drinks together. I called Sue to me, being careful not to use her name. I didn't want the fucking scumbag man child to know just yet who she was.

I laid out my plan to Sue. Tonight, she will get her justly due revenge. I played Tim like a well-tuned fiddle. He was soon sucking face with me while I got his libido into overdrive. I helped him disrobe.

While I was helping him disrobe me, Sue was gathering his clothes and stashing them. Tim was fucking wasted and would agree to anything. I told him I like role playing, and I wanted to tie him up and force him to eat my ass and cunt.

He agreed and had even forgotten that Sue was in the room. Soon, he was tied and on his knees on the floor, eating my cunt as I held his head and signaled Sue. Sue got the strap on Dildo--not the usual one but the larger one.

She coated it with KY gel and got behind Tim. Next was the most delightful thing you could imagine. Sue pushed that monster up against his wrinkled brown eye and forced that huge fake cock up his ass as he screamed into my cunt and cried as he struggled to get free.

Sue buried that fake cock in his ass and waited until he stopped struggling and crying. Then she started fucking the fucker who had abused her so many months ago. She was enjoying herself.

He moaned at each plunge into his stretched rectum. After about ten minutes, he blasted his male sperm all over my bedroom floor without either of us touching his pathetic cock.

I made a total fool of him. I belittled and shamed him as Sue continued plunging the dildo into his asshole. His cock was still hard. I demanded he finish me by licking and sticking his tongue up my asshole. He cried in shame as Sue sodomized him, and he ate my ass.

Later, after we had recovered, we helped him to a chair, where he hung his head in shame. I Shaved his cock and nutsack, I reached down and stroked his cock and balls. then, while he was hard and gagged, I pierced him with a Prince Albert piercing and also pierced his nipples.

I also called a dominating male I knew who dabbled with sissy boys and asked him to come over.

That night, Tim started his journey in life as a submissive sissy boy. Before he was taken out of my apartment naked and shamed, Sue introduced herself as she grabbed his balls and squeezed them until he passed out.

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