Bimbo Domme?

What do bimbos and dominatrixes have in common? More than you probably think. Both are largely misunderstood outside of their own kinky communities. Based on stereotypes, you wouldn’t expect an airheaded bimbo to become a powerful domme. But you’d be wrong. Because these kinks go together like strawberries and whipped cream on titties!

How It Started

It was a slow night at X-Sisters Sex Bar, where I work as an escort (cum see me!). Just when I thought I was going to have to make my own fun, a sexy girl in bondage gear showed up. She introduced herself as the boss’ property. We chatted while I danced, bounced and swayed on the bar… giggling fitfully as bimbos do.

As we were talking (probably solving complex equations but who can remember?) I got a message from Jess, the owner of X-Sisters and just about every other amazing place in Second Life. She let me know that the girl, Shea, was not supposed to be out and about. Jess had already put Shea to bed.

I am somewhat familiar with BDSM from the point of view of a submissive. Bimbos are often expected to be mindless, obedient, docile sluts. I mean, that’s a headspace I can crawl into if it will get me a fat dick or new shoes. But I was completely unfamiliar with the intricacies of being a domme. So this was uncertain territory for me.

Shea, who was gorgeous and easy to talk to, asked me a series of questions about her limitations. These were questions I couldn’t answer, so I kept referring her back to her owner. But as the conversation carried on, something happened that I was not immediately aware of.

A New Drug

My responses were becoming more arch. Looking back, I realize I was getting my first tastes of a brand-new thrill. Unfortunately, I got a little carried away as I am wont to do. It turns out Jess had been standing at the door watching our exchange and she did not hold back her disapproval.

She took Shea back to a private room. You can imagine how that went for her. I don’t actually know what happened, but I spoke with Shea the next day and she is just fine. She loves serving her mistress and who can blame her?

For my part, I was told that I had overstepped. If I ever attempted anything related to D/s in the bar again, I was “gone”. It’s not the first time I have been at risk for termination. Heck, I’ve been fired before. Why? Because I do a lot of dumb shit for a relatively smart bimbo.

Need For More

Speaking of doing dumb shit, I can never let well enough alone with Jess. Look, I’m not going to be coy about this. I’m always trying to impress her. I fall on my big fake tits a lot, but I keep trying.

Since she had seen my first attempts at something akin to domination, I asked Jess for feedback. She is an expert on the subject (highly recommended!). Jess said I “wasn’t terrible” which I took as a glowing review. More importantly, she encouraged me to visit Ascendancy to begin a proper education.

A New Path

The next day, I went through my closet and pulled out some latex. I have a truly shocking amount of latex in my closet. Occupational hazard. I slipped into a black bodysuit and set out to explore a world in which women reign supreme and men bow to our wishes.

I felt different. Powerfully seductive. Life as a rich bitch bimbo goddess is empowering, but this was new. All the need to please was stripped from me. I was unleashed. And, ironically, I could be leashing others in the not too distant future.

Jess has agreed to teach me how to be a worthy domme. This is a challenge I embrace. And I believe it compliments my busty blonde bimbo core. I mean, have you seen Jess? Let’s just say we have similar body types. And before you ask, no… I’m not Single White Femaling my employer. Not as far as she knows anyway.

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