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Subject: {ASSM} Karen (an erotic bimbo story)
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Karen hesitated a moment before she decided to open the door on which
the name of the mysterious company Bimbolab Inc was written in broad
pink letters. The young woman knew only that was a pharmaceutical
laboratory created recently and looking for an executive assistant for
their head office... what was appropriate to her perfectly because she
was unemployed since more of one year, although  she was more than
qualified for this kind of job.
In the hall, a blonde woman was waiting with an obvious boredom behind
a desk and welcomed Karen with a high-pitched voice " welcome to
Bimbolab! I'm Cathy and I am at your, like, service." Karen stared at
her with surprise : the receptionist was wearing a pink tank top
obviously too tight for her huge breasts, a latex miniskirt and high-
heel boots. Her heavy makeup added a vulgar sight to her appearance.
Karen stayed speechless and Cathy had to repeat what she already said
before, as if it was a sentence learned by heart. She mumbled :
"sorry... I... I have an appointment with Mr. Johnson... for the job..."
With a bright smile Cathy answered : "hooo! So you should be Karen?
I'm, like, happy to meet you... Follow me please." With a shaky gait,
she led Karen toward her boss' office and let her go in.
Karen was happy to see that Mr. Johnson, a tall man in his mid-forty
with grey hair, was at least more normal than his secretary... He
welcomed her with a warm smile, made her sit down on a comfortable
chair and offered her a cup of coffee before asking her some questions
about her past professional experiences. She felt good and confident
with him at first but, little by little, something strange happened :
it was harder for her to speak distinctly and even to think clearly.
Her mind was absolutely fuzzy and she tried in vain to explain to her
interlocutor what was happening...
But the man didn't seem to be surprised. He looked at her with a scary
grin and said : "well... I think you are ready now. First, I have good
news : the job is for you. Congratulations Karen! But I should say
that's maybe not exactly what you expected when you came here... To be
perfectly honest with you, I don't need any executive assistant but
I'm sure you will be perfect to assist Cathy as a secretary. Don't
worry, I won't ask you anything too hard for your pretty little head..."
Karen was too weak and sleepy to protest. She knew she just should
have stand up and run away but she was paralyzed and (she had to admit
it) felt so good right here... He should have put some drug in her
coffee to avoid any reaction to his speech and there was something
almost hypnotic in his voice that forced her to hear and trust him
strongly.
"Of course, you will have some changes to make if you want to fit in
our company. First, of course, you should have some surgery to
increase your breasts' size. B cup as you have now is simply
inadmissible! Then you  need some new clothes : yours are too... casual.
And maybe a new haircut. But don't worry, we have time to improve your
body... Today we will work only on your mind : you need to learn
unconditional obedience to me and to the company. Get on your knees!"
Before she could understand what she was doing, Karen was kneeling on
the floor in front of Mr. Johnston, panting as she had done a strong
effort but unable to resist to his voice. He commanded her to open
widely her mouth while he unzipped his pants and took his cock already
hard out of his underwear. Understanding what she had to do, she began
to suck his cock slowly, moving it between her lips and licking it
from the tip to the base with an unexpected pleasure, certainly
provided by the drugs she ingested and the hypnosis session. After a
while, Karen put Mr. Johnson's cock out of her mouth and began to lick
and suck his balls, making him moan loudly. She was really excited
now, like she never have been and she could feel her panties getting
soaked by her own juices. Karen took the cock in her mouth once again
and let her new boss push it deeper in her throat making her gag.
Then, he pulled it out and let her breath, a saliva string still
connecting her mouth and his cock.
The man said "on your four!" and, again, Karen obeyed slavishly.
Standing behind her, he lifted up her skirt and sniggered at the sight
of her wet panties. He stripped them of and put two fingers in her
soaking pussy. "Do you like that? Do you like to be used like that, my
sweet little bimbo?" And before she could think of anything else,
Karen answered "Yes, sir!" as it was a reflex. Johnson took out his
fingers but only to put them inside her ass. "Mmmmm... you are so tight!
Is it your first anal experience?" Karen nodded, a bit ashamed, while
he used her pussy juices to lubricate her anus...
He came slowly inside her tight hole, inserting his hard cock inch by
inch and making her groan with mixed pain and pleasure. He stopped his
moves a short time and then began to fuck her slowly. It was an
incredible feeling for Karen and she began to scream of pleasure as
her partner screwed her harder and quicker, alternately holding firmly
her hips and spanking her ass. She lost any notion of time, all to her
pleasure, and reached a strong climax just before she felt the man
tensing up and cuming inside her ass. He removed his cock with a
disgusting noise and Karen felt his semen pouring out of her
asshole...
"That wasn't so bad... for a beginning! Soon you will beg me for more,
believe me..." And Karen knew from the heart that was the truth...


Three weeks later.

Linda checked a last time her appearance in the elevator's mirror and
decided that was pretty good. She wondered once again what kind of
company could be this Bimbolab but, after all, that wasn't so
important : she needed a job and they needed a new executive
assistant...
She opened the door with the broad pink lettering... In the hall, a
dark-haired woman wearing only purple bra and panties was waiting with
an obvious boredom behind a desk. She welcomed her with a high-pitched
voice " welcome to Bimbolab! I'm Karen and I am at your service..."

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