Good girls listen to Master.
Good girls please Master.
Master is the best.
Master is God.
Master wants good sluts to be happy.
Master’s girls are bimbos.
You’re one of Master’s girls.
Wake up, baby.
I open my eyes and gasp. Master has me in his lap! I’m totally naked and so is he. His big cock is right there and so hard I want to slide down and wrap my lips around him like a good little bimbo. Why was I resisting before? 
Why would I do anything except for exactly what Master says? 
“How are you feeling, baby?” he asks, his breath hot against me and his fingers on my hips. 
I squirm against him. I want him to touch me more! I don’t know where Cammy went, but I’m so excited to have Master to myself. “I feel tingly. And wet.” I dunno why it was so hard to say it before. Now I want Master to know everything!
“And do you know who I am?” His fingers stroke up my sides and I shiver.
“Master!” I giggle and spread my legs even wider, hoping he gets the idea. I tasted his cum once and I want it again, deep inside me. “Fuck me, Master, please! Good girls fuck Master!”
“You know I’m your Master,” he says. “Are you ready to be my slut, baby? Ready for a new name and new life?”
A name? I have a name already. Don’t I? I think really hard, but all that’s in there are thoughts of pleasing Master and fucking my bimbo-sisters. I know I used to. It was important. What people called me. 
What did people call me?
I giggle. I don’t care. I just want Master’s thick cock up my hot pussy! His fingers tickle the edge of it, so close to going in. I scoot forward to feel more, but he pulls back.
“Answer my question, slut.” His voice gets all firm and grumbly. 
“Anything you want, Master!” It’s so easy to smile and wiggle while I’m sitting on top of Master. His cock brushes against my tingly place - my pussy! - and I know he belongs inside me, filling me up and making me just as pregnant as Cammy.
My titties will be full of milk and feeding Master and my bimbo-sisters. I almost cum just thinking about it, but Master hasn’t said I could.
I really wanna cum.
“Can I cum, Master, please?” I pepper kisses along his chin, trying to be his good little girl so he’ll let me. 
I wrap my fingers around his cock and it's so big that they can’t even close all the way! Master groans and thrusts up against my palm and I let out a happy little squeal. Master likes that. I’m making Master feel good!
“Fuck!” Master gasps. “There’s the slut I knew was hiding in there.” But he pulls my hand off his cock and I frown.
“Master?” I want my fingers back on his hard cock and I whimper as he pulls me away.
“You need a name.” He says it like it should mean something. “Need a name before I can make you mine.”
“I am yours.” I don’t know why I’d want to be anyone else’s. 
He groans again. “Fuck it. Your name is Baby, you fucking bimbo.”
I giggle like it’s the funniest thing he’s ever said. “Uh, duh! You’re so silly Master. Fuck me?” My name’s always been Baby, I don’t know why he’s making such a big deal when he can stick his fat cock up my cunt and fuck me pregnant.
Something wild comes into Master’s eyes and I squirm even more. 
“Baby thinks she’s in charge,” he says before kissing me harshly, then pulling back while I’m panting, my thoughts all scrambled. “She’s not.”
Master lifts me up and flips me around until my butt is in the air and my pussy right there, wet and ready for him to take me. The papers on the desk go flying but I don’t care if it means Master’s about to fuck me. 
He grabs my arms and holds them tight behind my back and I can’t move at all. Master is in total control and I’d cum right on the spot if he’d let me. But Master’s in charge.
“Wanna cum,” I beg.
“You cum when I tell you, Baby.” I love the way he says my name. I love everything about Master Master. “And if I hear another word out of that slutty mouth of yours without permission, you’re not cumming for a week.”
“Eep!” I almost say something, but I catch the words back. I can’t even imagine a week! Horny and edging and desperate until my brain’s all mushy and useless.
Hunfh. 
I start making noises, but they’re definitely not words. And then Master’s cock is sliding into my hot pussy. He thrusts fast, filling me all the way up and it should probably hurt. No one’s ever fucked my virgin cunt before.
My head goes all white in ecstasy and I scream as Master hits home, his cock striking deep inside me and making me want to beg. 
But no cums for a week if I beg. 
Tears stream down my eyes and I don’t know if it's pleasure or being caught on the edge. Master keeps fucking in, his cock so big that I’m sure it’s the biggest cock in the world. It has to be to fuck all his bimbo slaves.
And then he leans forward and his lips brush my ear. “Cum, Baby.”
My body explodes, rippling around him as I scream loud enough to make the people next door worry. But that’s a problem for Master to solve.
He keeps fucking me and I cum again and again, my body completely out of control now that I belong to Master.
He’s my Master.
My Master.
My whole entire world.
Good girls listen to Master.
Good girls fuck Master.
Good girls are Master’s bimbo sluts.
My body is changing. I can feel my tits getting bigger already and my hair is getting longer with each thrust of Master’s powerful cock. If he keeps going I’m going to look like Cammy and everyone will know I’m a slutty bimbo.
And if he cums inside me I’m gonna be just as pregnant as Cammy and my titties will drip milk just like hers.
“All those worries gone,” Master says as he thrusts. My mind goes blank again as I cum. Or maybe I never stopped cumming. It’s one big cum as long as Master is inside me. “No anxiety. Just a bimbo slut. Cured of all your problems. You can talk now.”
“Yes, Master. Please, Master. More, Master!” I don’t know what he’s talking about. I don’t have cares or problems. All I need is Master’s cum.
And that’s when it starts. With a final thrust he’s all the way inside of me and then he’s cumming, his powerful cum going all the way inside my belly. I’m just his bimbo, my mind’s all gooey, but I can feel the moment it makes me pregnant. 
I cum again.

We’re at home and I’m in front of Master’s camera. One of my new bimbo-sisters, Bliss, kneels between my legs and strokes my pussy with her tongue.
I’m so wet, I’m dripping.
Master’s cum is in my ass, and I can feel it fizzing inside me, changing me. All I can think of is Master. All I care about is Master. 
Master wants me to make a video. He says I have a friend at the local college. He says he wants her to come see me.
The video will help.
He told me stuff to say. I don’t wanna make him sad, my head is all scrambly and I don’t remember the words.
“Fuck! Fuck! I’m cumming. I love your slutty tongue, Bliss. Master made you such a fucking hot bimbo slave.” Master wants us to say nice things. We’re all one big family.
“Come see Master!” I wrench my head so I’m looking right at the camera and I dimly remember what he said to me the first time he fucked me. “He’ll cure all your worries.”
And then I’m cumming again and crying out for Master.