3 comments/ 37792 views/ 23 favorites Introducing Bambi By: JerseyGirlBcom At the time, Brenda thought signing the contract had been the most nervous she had felt. It had been a time when she was both anxious and excited for the things that were to come. However, lying in the hospital bed waiting for the operating room to be available was definitely scarier than signing the contact. The contract she signed was merely the beginning of her new life. She had signed her life away to Mark, literally. Prior to meeting Mark, Brenda had been a successful hedge fund manager. She had a secretary and a series of people that reported to her. She had control of so many people's lives by controlling their money, it was no surprise that she was attracted to the idea of someone else taking control. Insert Mark. They met innocently enough, on a dating website. They went out a few times, and started a relationship. Or a semblance of one, with Brenda's long hours, it was hard for her to make time for any sort of a social life. However, Mark appeared to be addictive to Brenda. He didn't ask her out, he demanded that she meet him. It was very alluring for someone else to be assertive in her life, it let her relax and sit back. Six months into their arrangement Mark made the proposal. He explained his true nature, which offered Brenda a clearer picture of herself. The contract he presented to her was to solidify their relationship. It was to clearly define their roles to one another. Brenda surprised how much she wanted to sign it when he presented it to her. She read it line by line and found herself wanting every bit of what it said. However, Mark would not let her sign it right away. He told her to wait one month before signing it. He told her that he would leave her with a copy but the official copy would be kept with him. She read and re-read her copy every night. She wanted it. He was offering her freedom. He was offering her control. The contract outlined that she would be his slave. She would be his property. She would submit to his whim. Brenda would have protocol to follow; it was all clearly outlined for her. There were no questions. There was only what would be expected of her and what she could expect of him. They had been engaging in light BDSM, spankings, tying up, blind folds, and naughty talk for some time in their relationship. She did find that the last two months prior to the contract it was getting deeper and darker. Brenda found herself drawn to it and craving more. When he presented the contract her only thought was "yes please! Yes more." However, she would have to give up a lot. To sign the contract would mean that she would quit her job. She would disperse her clients to her colleagues. She would leave her job, her field, and her life behind. She didn't have many friends and didn't talk to her family because of her job. That would be easy. However, the idea of leaving her apartment and the life that she had built for herself that would be a bit difficult. Mark expressed that she would sign all her assets over to him. She would put his name on his bank account. She would move in with him the day after signing the contract. Her life would be completely changed. Brenda signed that contract 45 days after receiving it. She moved in with Mark the next day. It took her three weeks to disperse her client load. It took her four months to get the details straight with her lawyer to sign all her assets over to Mark. It was a year later. She was lying on an operating table because it was Mark's will. Brenda had given herself completely to Mark and it had been the most rewarding experience of her life. Her life was filled with so much stress before but now with Mark, everything was defined ahead of time. All she had to worry about was Mark and doing as he said. As the sedatives started to take effect Brenda closed her eyes. It was official. There would be no going back to her old life. Signing the contract was the first step. Getting the surgery was the second step. Her life will officially be forever changed. A week later, Brenda knelt before the full length mirror, collar around her neck with Mark standing behind her holding her leash. She was nude, except for the bandages around her protruding chest. Anxiously, her heart pounding, she watched as Mark began to peel the bandages away. He had been taking care of her after the surgery. He had not allowed her to see his breasts yet. He had not allowed her to see how her body had changed for him. Previously, Brenda had been a 5'7" brunette that weighed around 130lbs. Since meeting Mark, he had put her on a strict diet and exercise plan. He had gotten her down to 100lbs. It was then that he informed her that he had scheduled her for a consult with a surgeon. She learned she was getting a breast augmentation at the meeting. Now, she knelt, staring at the swollen mammaries atop her chest. Her jaw dropped while Mark's thick hand stroked her cheek. Her previous perky B cups were now round, obnoxious, DD's. "They look perfect with your tiny little waist." "Thank you Master." Her nipples, perfectly centered on the giant globes on her chest, were hard and pink. Mark's tanned hand came down and he trailed his fingers from the top of her breast down over her nipple to the bottom and back. The tingles that went through her as he did this caused her to shudder. Mark tweaked her nipples and Brenda bit her lower lip. Leaning back, her forehead rested against his perfect erection. It was growing; she could feel the pulses of blood flowing through his cock as it got harder behind her. "Today we will go to the salon." "Yes Master." She cooed as he continued to play with her nipples. He pulled on them and rolled them between his fingers. "Good girl, such a good girl. You will soon be my perfect little Barbie." "Yes Master." "Rise my dear. It's time to get dressed. Your appointment is in twenty minutes." "Yes Master." Mark's hands were still on her breasts as she rose. He dropped them briefly as she turned. When she faced him he grabbed her nipples roughly and began to tug her toward his bed. Brenda slept either on the floor next to him, or the pillow on the floor typically. Occasionally he allowed her to share his bed with him. Laid out was a neon pink tube dress. Next to the dress was a silver butt plug with a pink jewel. There were matching 6 inch Lucite heels on the floor. "Bend over, so we can put your panties on." Mark commanded as he let go of her now sore nipples. Brenda placed her hands on the bed, spread her legs, and bowed her head. Her breasts hung from her chest, they were full and heavy. She had not gotten used to their weight just yet. Mark's fingers slid over her moist slit, starting over her clit, which was beginning to swell, and down toward her tight rosebud. He repeated this several times and each swipe caused Brenda to mew. Just went she was good and wet she felt the lubed metal plug press against her hole. Her anal ring resisted momentarily before it gave and accepted the wideness of the toy. Brenda groaned loudly, her body shuddering, as the toy passed into her anus. Her clit was twitching while Mark's free hand was stroking it. Brenda let out a loud gasp as the widest portion of the plug past her anal ring and then nestled into place. Mark withdrew his fingers and gave her ass a hearty spank. Brenda yelped in response. Slipping into the tight dress was easy. It stretched over her body easily, so it hugged the little bit of curves she had left. When she was heavier she had more pronounced hips and ass. Now, the only curve was her ample cleavage. Due to the newness of her implants, she did not need a bra. It was also recommended that she not wear one for a while. The breasts were high and full. Mark helped her into the heels. He stood 6'5". Even with the heels, Brenda was three inches shorter than him. She wobbled a bit; he had been gradually having her wear higher and higher heels throughout the time together. This was the first time he had put her in six inch heels. She turned and saw herself in the mirror, fully dressed, for the first time. She looked like a stripper. The pink dress barely covered her ass. Her breasts looked huge against her tiny waist. Her hand came up to her mouth, she was in shock at how slutty he had gotten her. Her sex pulsed with the idea of being so slutty for Mark. Mark leaned down and kissed and kissed her lips after placing his finger under her chin to life her head toward him. She closed her eyes. She savored everything he offered her. The fullness in her ass often shifted her mind. Just the feeling of the plug inside her induced an exaggerated sense of submissiveness to him. "Your lips are so thin. We will get you some restylane tomorrow." "Yes Master." Walking into the salon, the plug shifting inside her with each step, Brenda noted all the women shaking their heads at her. She bowed her head as her cheeks flushed. Mark had wanted her to dress this way, she should be proud. However, she remembered a time she would have judged someone dressed as herself just as harshly as she was being judged. That was what was shameful to her. As she sat on the couch, Mark walked to the counter to check her in. Part of their arrangement was that she would not speak to others in public unless given permission to by Mark. He ordered all her meals for her when at restaurants; he ordered her drinks for her when at bars and clubs. He picked all her hairstyles. This was something she was used to. The plug thrust deeper in her as she sat down and it caused her body to shudder once more. She let out a low mew and she felt the eyes of the woman to her left on her. Again her cheeks flushed. Two hours later, Brenda's chair was turned. She gasped at the reflection in the mirror. The stylist had bleached her hair practically white. It was platinum blond. To add fullness to her hair, extensions were added. Her now platinum blond hair was loosely curled and fell just past her shoulders. Timidly she brought her shaking hand up and bounced some of the curls. The stylist turned to Mark and asked his opinion. Mark raved and handed her a twenty dollar tip. The woman hugged Mark while Brenda stared at her reflection. She looked so plastic, so fake. She couldn't believe it. As they walked down the street in their town, Brenda couldn't help but notice the amount of men that ogled her. Each one they past turned his head and stared. She wasn't sure if it was the plug moving inside her, holding Mark's possessive hand as they walked, or the actual looks that were causing her body to react so wantonly to their stares. Brenda found that she was swishing her hips more exaggeratedly as they walked. Their next stop was the makeup counter at the department store. Brenda sat in the chair, squirming slightly while the plug moved around in her. Each shift caused her to breathe deeper. She was getting more and more horny the longer she wore the plug. Mark spoke to the makeup artist as Brenda sat there. She admired the color pallets in front of her. She was half curious what Mark would pick for her but it really didn't matter. It didn't matter if she liked it. What mattered was if Mark liked it. Forty five minutes after that, Brenda was again shocked by what he saw in the mirror. Her lips were painted a shiny pink. Her eye makeup was smoky and exaggerated. False lashes were added. Her eyes looked huge. "She is almost the perfect little slut doll. We have an appointment with a cosmetic surgeon to plump up those thin lips." Brenda blushed hearing Mark talk to the makeup artist about her appearance. He had talked about her that way in private or when they were with like-minded people. He had never talked about her that way in front of someone she didn't know. She felt like she should be embarrassed or outraged. However, she felt that she was getting more and more horny. "Oh absolutely Sir. The lip gloss and lip stick are in the package to reapply when you are done. Love the hair color too. Definitely gets the bimbo look you are going for." "Why thank you Shirley." Mark extended his hand. "Come Brenda." "Yes Master." Brenda murmured as she pushed off the chair. She stopped a moment as the plug shifted inside her. Her eyes closed relishing the feeling of fullness in her ass. The two next to her chuckled, knowingly. Mark had introduced her to a group of like-minded people. The group often held "play parties" monthly and the location rotated month to month. Each member was expected to host the event when it was their turn. That night, it was to be held at Mark's friend's house. Dressed in the pink min-dress, the collar around her neck, the leash in Mark's hand, and in her heels, still wearing the plug, Robin stood next to him as he rang the bell. The door opened quickly, a petite blond in ballet boots and a French maid uniform that left little to the imagination answered the door. Brenda remembered her name to be Sophia, a service slave. Sophia bowed her head in greeting and stepped aside to allow them to enter. Mark tugged Brenda's leash and she followed behind him. Brenda tried to identify each of the voices she heard as they walked through the house. The group of eight was in a giant living room. The home belonged to Mark's friend Sam, as did Sophia. Sam was seated in a leather wingback chair with his feet on a naked woman's back who was on all fours with her head bowed. Sam owned two women, Sophia and Lauren. Lauren, a plump brunette, was the one supporting his feet. On the couch next to Sam was a gorgeous redhead with her breasts about to spill out of tightly laced brocade corset. She went by Madame Lily. To her right, kneeling wearing nothing but a thick black leather collar, a red ball gag, black leather blindfold, and cock weights, was her slave Eli. Next to her was another woman with a short blond pixie cut. She wore nothing but a lace purple thong and pink nipple clamps. Her name was Julie. She was an uncollared slave that joined the group and seemed to get passed around. Mark took a seat on a dining chair and tapped his thigh. As Brenda sat down the plug pushed into her deeper. She moaned and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Mark slid his arm around her tiny waist, holding her against him, and turned to address Lucas. Lucas was a large, bald, muscular black man wearing a leather vest with matching pants. He was seated in the middle of a love seat and held a leash in each hand. There were two fair skinned women on either side of him at the end of each leash. Brenda only knew them by the names that Lucas used for them: Cunt and Twat. They were nearly identical. Both had bleached blond hair, like Brenda now had. Their breasts were practically the same size. Both had spade tattoos on their right hip. The only difference was that Twat had green eyes and Cunt and blue. Sophia went around the room, slowly due to the boots, and served the dominants beverages. The submissives had water dishes in the kitchen. In the event they needed a drink it was expected that they would ask permission to leave and get one. About a half an hour after they arrived, Sam stood and cleared his throat. "I want to thank you all for coming. This month is a special one. Mark here has an announcement." Sam raised his frosted glass of beer to Mark and sat as Mark patted Brenda. Brenda slipped off his lap, and knelt next to him. Mark smiled to the room before he spoke. "Tonight, we will be officially welcoming my slave to the group. We are almost complete with her bimbo transformation. Tonight, I ask you all to help me to induct her into her full bimbo slut nature." There was a cheer from the dominants as they all raised their glasses. Brenda's heart fluttered as Mark spoke. She had not seen anyone "inducted" before and was a little bit nervous for this. Mark tugged her leash and led her to the center of the room. He raised his hand and Brenda rose. Giving her a stern look, Brenda knew she was to perform for him, and be on her best behavior. Brenda brought her hands up, elbows out, and interlaced her fingers behind her now blond head. She parted her legs, and kept them slightly more than shoulder width apart. This caused her dress to rise up to her hips. The jeweled plug was exposed, as was her completely bald pussy. Mark had taken her to get electrolysis to remove all the hair from her pussy. Her face flushed. She was used to being in this position for Mark's inspections, but somehow being in front of their play group, was a bit more intense and humiliating. It also turned her on. Placing their leashes down, the dominants: Sam, Madame Lily, and Lucas, rose and approached Brenda. Sam took both of her breasts firmly in his hands. He squeezed the giant globes that she had just gotten and it sent a shiver through Brenda's body. Madame Lily ran her hands over Brenda's narrow ass. Lucas and Mark stood back admiring her and engaged in a whispered conversation. "She could use some ass implants." Madame Lily expressed. "Her lips too." Sam inserted his index finger between Brenda's lips. Brenda began to swirl her tongue around it and sucked him in. He smiled before turning to Mark. "Such a good sucker, she would benefit from dick sucking lips." "I'm not sure about the ass implants. But the lips yes Sam. She will be getting plump ones. I agree. She sucks the hell out of my cock but could use a bit of an enhancement to be a true slut." Brenda gasped. Madame Lily had pressed on the plug and thrust it up harder deeper into her. Brenda closed her eyes and licked her lips. "Sensitive little one isn't she? A virgin?" "God no!" Mark chuckled. "I fuck her ass practically nightly. She just is still tight. Haven't begun anal training yet." "Mmmm bet she will gape nicely with a speculum." Brenda's cheeks turned crimson. All the talk about her like she wasn't there while the two of them circled and inspected her was so humiliating. She was getting more and more aroused as more suggestions were made and the discussion of furthering her into bimbo-hood continued. Her pussy was dripping and aching to be touched. Lucas snapped his fingers and pointed. "Cunt. The bimbo is leaking." Before she knew it, Brenda felt a warm tongue pressed against her sex. Looking down, over her massive breasts, she saw it was one of Lucas' girls. Her face was firmly pressed between Brenda's thighs and her tongue was dancing over Brenda's outer lips. She was licking away the moisture that Brenda had produced. The feeling was causing her to get wetter. Brenda moaned deeply. "No cumming." "Yes Master, I will not." Brenda groaned when Cunt's tongue slipped between her folds and pressed again her clit. "Enough Cunt." Whimpering came from both Cunt and Brenda as the tongue was removed. Brenda wanted to experience more. She was so aroused she wanted to have release. However, she knew that was not Mark's style. The crack and sting caused Brenda to scream. She was scared and startled. She felt a long red line of welt forming on her back. Madame Lily had just struck her with a cane across her back. Another crack and Brenda cried out again. Tears welled in her eyes. She had never been caned before and the pain was excruciating. She could feel the red "X" welted on her back. "As a bimbo she will need a new slutty name." Lucas commented. "Of course. I have one in mind." "Do tell." Sam chimed in. Brenda let out another squeal as Madame Lily placed the pair of clover clamps on Brenda's perfectly centered erect nipples. The bite of the clamps caused Brenda's knees to quiver and her sex to pulse hard. Her whole body flushed as she squirmed under the bite of the clamps. "Yes, I would love to know what to call this delicious slut." The four dominants were now standing in front of Brenda as she whined and moaned. Brenda looked over each of their faces. Sam, Lucas, Mark, and then Madame Lily, all of them appeared to be scrutinizing her. It was intoxicating being displayed this way. Introducing Bambi "Bambi." The room cheered. Bambi lowered her head. Something within her sparked. It was as if the full gravity of everything was taking hold of her. She had officially given up her old life. Her job, gone; her apartment, gone; her old body, gone; her old hair, gone; and now her name, the last thing that connected her to her old life, it was gone too. She would be Bambi from now. She would Bambi the bimbo slut for Mark. "Yes, we will be going to court next week to change her name." With her head lowered, Bambi had not been paying attention. She let out a loud shriek when it cracked across her ass. Madame Lily had just caned her ass once more. The line on her ass stung more than the ones on her back. Another crack and she cried out more. Another and she began to sob. Madame Lily continued to cane her and Bambi was about to lose her will to stand. "Not much for pain I see." "No and I think she has enough marks for now." The caning stopped. Bambi sobbed uncontrollably in pain. It hurt so badly. Her ass was on fire. However, her heart swelled. She felt protected. Mark had just protected her from the woman who was hurting her. "Kneel Bambi." Mark commanded. Bambi did as she was told and tried to regain her composure. She kept her hands behind her head and her ass off her heels. She was sure one more strike from Madame Lily and her skin would have broken. "Open." Bambi opened her mouth and was greeted with the fleshy tip of an uncut cock. It was Lucas. His dark member slipped past her lips and down into her throat. She only gagged slightly because he was just a bit longer than Mark. He held her hair in his hands and began to thrust in and out of her mouth. "Yes, she is a talented slut Mark." Out of the corner of her eye, Bambi saw that Sam was stroking his cock and returning to his seat. Lauren was licking her lips as she began to undo his pants. Her head began to bob once Sam's cock was out. Lucas withdrew his cock from her mouth before he had finished. He slapped her in the face with it, the drool line still connecting her bottom lip to his cock as he did. Her face was now covered in her tears and her own saliva. Madame Lily was now in front of Bambi. She was sporting a large purple strap on. Holding it at the base she raised her eyebrow at Bambi. "Suck it girl. Get it nice and wet for my boi." It was wider than any cock that Bambi had ever seen. It was hard for her to get it in her mouth. She could only imagine getting a few inches into her mouth due to the sheer girth of it. She tried to bob her head and heard Madame Lily laugh at her. Bambi wasn't sure if she should feel bad for Eli, he might light something that big inside him. Once the massive dildo was removed from her mouth, gasping for breath, Bambi turned. She saw that Eli and Julie were engaged in a sixty-nine. Julie on the bottom was deep throating Eli. Bambi cringed as Madame Lily positioned herself behind Eli's rump. He squealed as she began to push forward. "Bambi." Bambi immediately turned her head and looked up at her Master. He tugged the chain between her nipples and she winced, the fire sensation through her body sent a pulse straight to her engorged clit. "Yes Master?" She whimpered. "You are being a good slut. Are you ready to put on a show and accept your bimbo place?" "Yes Master. As you wish." Mark backed up to the couch while he undid his pants. His large seven inch erection sprang free as he tugged them down. He sat down and put his arms across the back of the love seat. "Come sit Bambi." Bending down, Bambi got on all fours. The chain that hung between her enormous breasts dragged on the floor. The jeweled plug in her ass shifted each step and Bambi moaned. There was a swat to her sore freshly caned ass and she yelped. It was Lucas and he chuckled. Bambi approached her Master and straddled him. He shook his head. "No. You just got these new tits. I want them all to see them bounce while you fuck me. No turn like a good slut." "Yes Master." Bambi slid off her Master and turned. His thumb pressed against the plug and Bambi shivered letting out a low mew. Spreading her legs wide, Bambi lowered herself onto her Master's cock. Her pussy, dripped in anticipation opened for him. The mushroomed head spread her canal open and Bambi groaned. The plug was buried deep and as his swollen cock filled her she felt stuffed. Both of her openings completely stretched she began to roll her hips and rock. Her Master's cock began to slide in and out of her body. Mark wrapped a hand around her waist and stroked her clit while she slid over his cock. Bambi let out a loud groan and bounced on his cock. She could feel the weights on her chest bounce with her. Her fake tits moved just a bit as she rode her Master in a room full of people fucking. Mark's free hand held her belly and he bit her neck as she leaned back on him. She rolled her hips feeling his cock fill her, press against her g-spot; she wanted to explode on him. But he was nowhere near cumming and had not given her permission. "Bounce you little slut. Bounce so they can see your new titties." Mark whispered after he released her earlobe. Bambi did as she was told and loudly squealed. The squishing noise of his cock sliding in and out of her pussy juice was loud in her ears. The weight of her tits bouncing was causing her clit to throb. His fingers continued to tease and stroke her spread sex as she rode his cock harder and deeper. "Look at the fake titties on the bimbo girls. Just like yours." Bambi heard Lucas comment. Her eyes were closed. She was so enraptured by the sensation of her Master filling her and displaying her for a slut she didn't care. She was his bimbo. She was his. She belonged to him. Her body was his to do with it as he pleased. The first spray of cum surprised her. Her eyes opened just in time for a glob to land on her cheek. It was Sam. He was standing in front of her, fisting his cock with Lauren beside him. Her face stained with spit, snot, and tears. It was supposed to be her load but now Bambi was getting showered with it. The next load came from Lucas. His slaves behind him as they each fisted his cock pointing it at Bambi. His seed landed on her bountiful tits. Mark had a hold of Bambi's hips and was thrusting his cock harder, driving it deeper into her as she bounced. Each thrust sent the plug up into her more. Bambi screamed in pleasure. She was so close to exploding she was trying not to cum without permission. Sam stepped aside just in time for Eli. He had half the strapon up his ass, disconnected from Madame Lily's body. He was fisting his purple cock feverishly. His thick white spray landed on Bambi's forehead and then her chin. Some got into her opened mouth. Mark growled deep and bit into her shoulder. She could feel him filling her pussy with his load. Spurt after spurt filled her. He held her hips down against him as his cock sprayed her deep with his milky seed. "Now." He released her shoulder and gasped. Bambi screamed just as there was a mouth connecting with her pussy. It was Lucas' other slave, Twat, she was sucking on Bambi's clit as the orgasm hit her like a wave. Bambi trembled against Mark, falling back, gurgling as her cunt pulsed sucking his cock in deeper as he leaked the last bit of his own orgasm into her. Twat licked and sucked at Bambi so that none of the juices leaked onto the couch. Gasping for breath, Mark stroked Bambi's side. He nuzzled into her neck and kissed in the crook. Lowly he whispered: "Good girl. My good bimbo slut. Mine." Bambi nodded and twitched in the afterglow of the intensity of the orgasm that Twat was licking from her.