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Who's The Bimbo?
"Oh dear dear dear. You thought I was a bimbo? Just because I was wearing pink? Since I was smiling with you?"
"I think you must be the bimbo if you didn't know the signs. A skintight latex outfit? A tight, commanding bun? The fact that I told you I like to tie up silly little dolls? I wasn't smiling with you...I was laughing at you."
"You still don't get it, do you? You're quite the airhead. Even after I get changed into my preferred attire. Dressed to kill. Blood red dress without any hint of pink. You still don't realize what's happening?"
"I didn't you invite you back to my place 'to have a girly sleepover'. The only 'frisky bimbo fun' we'll be having is if I feel like fetching my 10" strap-on from my dungeon. No, tonight, we're going to be making it VERY clear which of us is a bimbo."
"That's right my pretty little ditz. I'm not a bimbo - I'm a bimbo domme. So wiggle you're pretty little ass into these stirrups."
"Once I lock you in, I'm going to pump you full of silicone and collagen until you're ready to pop. I'm going to break you're mind with so many submissive bimbo hypnos that you will be drooling with a blank look for days. I'm going to make you plastic and pliant and the perfect doll worthy of serving me. What do you think about that?"
"Hmmm...so you knew all along? You were acting dumb this whole time so I'd do this to you? Clever girl...but not for long. You won't need to act to be dumb when I'm done with you."
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