Assisted Bimbofication Pt. 03

Oliver didn't seem to care either way as his focus was entirely devoted to Sandra's backside. His grip on her ass tightened as he began to thrust in and out of her ass, slowly at first, allowing him to see her body twitch and hear her softly groan and moan as he filled her up. But that could only last so long as Sandra's compliant body was too much for him to resist. He started to increase his pace, gripping her ass harder as he did, and within just a couple of seconds he was thrusting in and out in an almost frantic pace as he used his grip on her ass to push and pull her petite body in time with his thrusting. Sandra had forgotten her previous wish to be quiet and was now panting with an open mouth and her tongue sticking out as she moaned and panted. The vacuum in her head was fed by both the pleasure of being filled and the stinging sensation of being pounded roughly and increased her urge to feel both.

Without warning Oliver grabbed Sandra's hair and pulled hard, forcing her to severely arch her back and stretch her throat as he forced her head back, he leaned forward so he could speak directly into her ear. "You're a useless fucking whore. Say it, say it right now."

"I'm a useless fucking whore." Sandra said obediently in between heavy breaths, it was difficult to speak through her strained throat.

"That's right," Oliver said as he started thrusting slowly, making sure to push as far in as possible each time, "you are useless. You aren't finished, you have proper whore tits but your ass is too fucking small."

He spanked her hard on each of her ass cheeks which made Sandra yelp. "Do you want me to fix you? Do you want a plastic bimbo body?"

"Yes, please I, OH!" Sandra was interrupted by a sudden hard thrust, and after shivering with pleasure managed to continue speaking. "I wanna be a plastic bimbo! I wanna fake ass, and, I need, I need..." Sandra stopped talking as her ass fucking once again grew more intense. Her simple mind was incapable of focusing on too many tasks at once, and between talking and being a good fucktoy her body gave her no choice. So without thinking about it Sandra started acting on instinct and doing everything she could to satisfy the man fucking her mercilessly. She used what little leverage she had with her arms to push herself further back on the cock shoved inside her ass, at the same time spreading her legs to ease his access. She started squeezing her ass in time with Oliver's thrusting, increasing the pressure on his cock as more of it was shoved inside her. Oliver continued barraging her with degrading insults, calling her a slut, a whore, and a stupid cunt, but Sandra couldn't hear the words he actually used, but she could feel the vacuum in her mind absorb the abuse and grow larger as she fell deeper into her submissive and mindless trance.

Sandra's trance was interrupted by a sudden shout as Oliver couldn't hold back any longer and released his load. She felt his cock twitching while still inside her, and the part of her mind that was still conscious hoped that Olivia would one day allow a man to fuck and cum in her without a condom. The thought quickly disappeared as Sandra gave the cock in her ass her full attention, and so she squeezed her ass with all the strength she had hoping to drain the cock completely.

Oliver's legs quivered and he had to grab onto the table in order to not fall down. Sandra felt his cock slip out of her and his body land on top of her, she could feel the both of them breathing heavily as they recovered. After he had recovered sufficiently he pushed himself of the desk, and Sandra instinctually slid down the desk and landed on her knees. She was still panting as she stared up happily. "Thank you..." she said with absolute sincerity.

Oliver took a deep breath to regain his composure, he then tilted her head up so she was looking directly up, he carefully removed the condom and held it above Sandra's head. "Open your mouth." he ordered.

Sandra did as she was told, still half in a trance, and opened her mouth as wide as she could. She stared at the condom as he turned it over and spilled the contents into her mouth. Her open mouth twisted slightly in a smile as the thick and warm liquid spilled into her gaping mouth. Her mouth was filled with the salty taste of cum as she allowed it to pool in her mouth. She sat in silence as her dumb mind happily focused on studying the taste.

"Swallow." Oliver ordered simply, and Sandra closed her mouth and pushed the load down her throat, a slight giggle escaped from her now empty mouth

"Clean the cum from my cock." Oliver ordered next, and Sandra leaned forward while sticking out her tongue. Starting just over the top of his balls she spread her tongue on the underside of his cock, it curved as she wrapped it around close, and she slowly moved it upwards until her tongue, delighting in the slight taste of cum, reached the head of his cock. At the top she slobbered the head with cum as she wrapped her tongue around it and licked it all around like it was a lollipop. Despite having recently cum twice the luxurious treatment returned his cock to the same hardness as before. Sandra, still dedicated to following her instruction returned her tongue to the base of his cock, this time on the left side, and once again slowly moved it upwards towards the head.

It was while she once again wrapped her tongue around the cockhead that Oliver heard the sound of a door opening, he immediately froze in shock and looked up, he was slightly relieved when he saw that it was Olivia who entered the office. Sandra continued servicing the cock with complete devotion as Olivia reached the desk, she paid no attention to Sandra as she talked to Oliver. "I didn't think it would take this long, maybe she needs more training."

Sandra's treatment of the cockhead became more intense as she heard Olivia doubt her skills.

Oliver sucked in air as he felt Sandra's treatment transition from languid to rigorous. "Oh I think I could get used to her as she is," he said smiling, "although her body really is crying out for more plastic, it's basically a uniform for a whore like her." He had found his confidence and was now looking directly into Olivia's amber eyes as his cock was being serviced.

"So we have deal?" Olivia asked in her usual calm tone, if she was unfazed by anything happening she wasn't giving it away.

"Can I use her while she stays here?"

"Will it prevent her recovery?"

"No, I'll get her scheduled for surgery today, a different client cancelled earlier this morning, while her ass recovers I'll just use her mouth. I'll cancel the rest of my day to get her ready, so you can leave her here."

"Uh huh," Olivia said, not hiding her skepticism that he really needed an entire day to prepare, "whatever, I have other things to do. Keep me updated." And with that Olivia walked out of the office and closed the door behind her.

Oliver once again looked down at Sandra, who was now rapidly licking up and down the entire length of his cock. "So, since I can't use your ass after today, I better get as much use out of it while I still can. Make me hard as rock, I'm going to fuck your ass until you cry."

Sandra sucked the cockhead into her mouth and started jerking his shaft, she felt parts of her intelligence reemerge and she was eager to become mindless again.