Callum watched from the top of the stairs as Lottie came out of the bathroom.
“Coming baby!” She squealed as she headed to the bedroom and then when she caught sight of Callum. “Oh shit! I thought you were supposed to be at that BMBO conference…this…this isn’t what it looks like”.
He watched her calmly with arms folded, gazing at the stupid look on her face. The open mouth, the wide horrified eyes and of course the incredibly slutty angel outfit.
“Tell me, what does this look like?” he replied without a trace of emotion. “Who have you got in there?”
Lottie followed his gaze to the ajar bedroom door. There was complete silence from the other side. The bimbo nuzzled on her bottom lip and when she shuffled in her leather boots her two big tits gave a pleasing wobble.
“Just…Can you let me get them out of here? We didn’t do anything yet honest”.
Callum was instantly intrigued. She seemed a little ashamed at who she was about to cheat with. He wondered if it was someone he knew, perhaps one of his buddies from work. As he climbed the rest of the stairs she shut the door and shielded herself against it.
“No”, Lottie whined.
Callum gripped her by the bare hips and carefully pulled her out of the way. Then with a deep breath he opened the door. He was startled by who was inside.
Two feline eyes stared at him above the sheets which had been pulled over the body and most of the face.
“A girl!” he laughed, turning back to Lottie in surprise.
“Don’t do anything to her”, Lottie cried, hurrying inside and blocking him from the bed. “I like her just the way she is”.
“Just the way she is? You’ve been watching too many romance films”.
The girl lowered the sheets slightly, enough so he could see the rest of her face. She had pale skin and long, silky, jet black hair. The black mascara around her eyes and dark lipstick made her look a little gothic and yet there was a striking aura about her, sultry and sexy. She stared at Callum coldly and confidently as if ready for a fight.
“I’m going to go”, she muttered scrambling a hand down to the carpet to find her clothes, the other still clutching the sheet.
“No, stay”, Callum and Lottie commanded in unison.
“You’ve forgotten your place silly bimbo”, Callum scolded. “You think a slavegirl can invite round whoever she wants to fool around with without a master’s permission?”
“Don’t call her that!” The girl in the bed snapped fiercely.
“And you”, Callum rounded on her sternly.
With one hard tug he pulled away the sheet and threw it to the floor. She gave a shrill shriek as Callum observed her naked body. She was stunning. Huge natural boobs that looked a little unnatural on such a lithe, slinky body and the way her legs were raised suggested she had an equally incredible, naturally curvy bum too. Callum nodded at Lottie impressed.
“I have to admit you picked a hot one and feisty too”.
“I know” Lottie smiled proudly. “And look at those perky nipples”.
Callum just had time to look before she snarled and covered them with an arm. Her face flushed a little from embarrassment at the way she was being ogled by them both.
“We could have a lot of fun with her but she’s going to have to go to a bimbo conversion centre”, Callum pressed a finger to Lottie’s juicy lips before she could protest. “We just need to muddle her mind a little, nothing more. Make her compliant and ensure she doesn’t babble on about BMBO to her friends and family”.
“What’s he talking about?” The girl asked Lottie, shrinking a little in fear as Callum dialled the number for an extraction squad to take her away.
“It’s nothing to worry about sweetie”, Lottie answered sitting on the edge of the bed and stroking her thigh gently. “They won’t hurt you or anything. Trust me, I’ve been there. Your mind will go pop and then all your worries and fears will disappear and you can be happy and horny just like me”.
The girl shivered and then with one energetic bounce she was hopping out of the bed and running to the door. Callum just managed to put an arm in the way and push her back into the room. When she collapsed back onto the bed Lottie sat on her stomach, pinning her down and batting away her flailing arms.
“I always wanted my own pet to play with”, Lottie smiled above the sound of the girl’s cries and curses, caressing her dark hair. “Now I can have a pet girl instead of a puppy”.
Callum came over and forced a ballgag into her mouth to silence her. Then he took one of his large hands and wrapped it tightly around Lottie’s neck. She stiffened and her big eyes looked into his.
“Don’t ever bring a girl back like this again, understand”, he said firmly.
Lottie nodded as much as she could in the grip and gave a slight smile.
“Make…up…sex”, she rasped.
Callum smiled and thrust his tongue down her throat. The girl could only watch the passionate display in horror, still trying to scream and undo the lock of the ballgag. When she heard the sound of footsteps up the stairs she got the feeling her fate had been sealed.