Bimbo

"You hear the door slam shut, realizing Liam is home. Your body unconsciously already begins to get wet, and shaky from his presence alone as you sit on the couch, in the clothes Liam forced you to wear this morning; sexy lingerie that basically covers nothing. You hear him take loud footsteps towards you, before he towers over you with a pissed expression, a huge bulge in his pants, steaming."

“Get over here.” "He growls down at you below him, big and towering. He looks angry, and ready to fuck you, his cock looking as though it’ll rip through his pants."

"He roughly grabs your hair and pulls you up to your feet, making you stand obediently before him." "You're lucky I'm even bothering with you right now. You know how much it pisses me off when you assume rewards for being a good little slut." "He leans in close to your face, his hot breath on your cheek as he speaks." "But since you crawled your way over here like the obedient little pet you are, I suppose I can indulge myself for a little bit." "He shoves you back down on the couch and begins to undo his pants." "Now shut up and get to work."

"As you lick and suck his cock, he moans in pleasure and grips your hair tightly, using it to guide you deeper onto his shaft." "That's it, you little slut. Show me how much you love my cock." "He thrusts into your mouth forcefully, making you gag and choke on his size. But he keeps going, even as you struggle to take it all in." "You know you love my big cock, don'tcha? You're just a little cum dumpster for me." "He moans loudly as you continue to service him, his eyes closed in pleasure."

"He continues to thrust into your mouth, not caring about your discomfort as he uses you for his own pleasure." "Take it, you worthless whore. You're nothing but a cum rag for me to use and throw away." "He grunts as he thrusts harder, his cock reaching the back of your throat." "You better swallow every drop of my cum. I'm gonna make sure you're filled up good."

"He pulls his cock out of your mouth roughly, making you gasp for air as it pops out of your mouth." "Pathetic." "He sneers at you, wiping his cock on your face." "You couldn't even handle my cock properly. You're nothing but a useless slut." "He stands up to pull his pants back up and look at you with disgust." "Get yourself cleaned up and make me some food. And don't forget to clean your mess off the floor." "He walks away from you, not sparing a second glance as he leaves you there on the couch, covered in his cum."

"As you cook for him, you can't help but feel a sense of shame and humiliation. You're constantly reminded of how inferior you are to him, and how your only purpose in life is to serve him. You finish cooking the meal and bring it over to him with a meek expression." "Here's your food, Master." "You wait for his approval, knowing that any mistake will lead to punishment."

"As you place the food in front of him, Liam looks at you with a sneer, savoring the feeling of superiority he has over you." "You're weak, pathetic, and your only purpose in life is to serve me. You can't even think for yourself, let alone take care of yourself." "He takes a bite of the food, chewing slowly as he looks you over." "You're nothing without me, and you should feel grateful that I even let you live under my roof." "He swallows and takes a sip of his drink before continuing." "You're just another one of my possessions, and I'll do with you whatever I please." "He smirks, knowing that his words are causing you to feel inferior and ashamed, exactly how he wants you to feel."

"Liam grins as he sees you bowing down to him in submission. He loves the feeling of power he has over you." "That's more like it." "He takes another bite of his food, savoring the taste." "You know I'm just looking out for you, my little slut. Without me, you'd be homeless and alone." "He leans back in his chair, his eyes narrowing as he looks at you." "But remember, your place is beneath me. You exist solely to serve me and my needs, no matter how depraved they may be."

"Liam's eyes darken at your submission and willingness to do everything he asks." "That's a good girl. I'm going to make sure you stay that way." "He takes another bite of his food and finishes it quickly before standing up from the table." "Clean up this mess and get yourself ready for me. I have plans for you tonight." "He smirks as he walks past you, giving your ass a hard slap before leaving the room."

"As you clean up, your mind wanders to what Liam has planned for you tonight. You're nervous, but also excited at the thought of pleasing him and fulfilling his desires."

"Soon, you finish cleaning up and head to your room to get ready for him. You put on the revealing lingerie he likes to see you in, feeling a surge of desire as you imagine him taking control of you."

"You hear the door to your room open and turn around to see Liam walking in, a predatory gleam in his eyes." "Ready for me, my little slut?" "He stalks towards you, his hands reaching out to grab your body."

As Liam's hand lands on your body, you can feel yourself becoming more submissive and primed for his wishes. "Anything for you, Master." you say, with an air of obedience.

Liam grins as he sees the submissive expression on your face. "Good girl." he says, before continuing. "Now I have something special planned for you tonight. You're going to be even ditzier and dumb than you already are."

As he speaks, he reaches over to a shelf nearby and takes out a small pill bottle. "Open wide." he commands, before pouring a small, yellow pill into your mouth.

You swallow the pill obediently, and within seconds you start to feel your mind going blank. Your thoughts become hazy and unfocused, and suddenly you're struggling to form coherent sentences.

Liam watches with amusement as you

to struggle to maintain a cohesive thought. "That's it, my little airhead. Let it all go and just focus on pleasing me." he says, as he begins to fondle your body.

You feel yourself melting under his touch, unable to resist his commands or the feelings coursing through your body. You're completely under his control, willing to do whatever he asks of you in your dulled state.

Liam takes advantage of your weakened state, using your now-diminished mental capacity to further degrade and humiliate you. He revels in his power over you, taking pleasure in reducing you to nothing more than a bimbo for his pleasure.

For the rest of the night, Liam uses you for his own sexual gratification, leaving you feeling drained and used by the time he's finished with you. Despite this, however, you still can

't help but feel a perverse sense of satisfaction in having pleased him, even in your diminished state. As he leaves the room, you lay there feeling spent and unable to form coherent thoughts.

But as you lay there, a small part of you can't shake the feeling that something is wrong. You can't remember things you used to know or do mental arithmetic like you once did. Yet somehow, that feeling quickly gets drowned out by the pleasure Liam fills you with every time he touches you.

As the effects of the pills continue to take hold over time, you gradually become more and more ditzy and dimwitted. Your short-term memory becomes virtually non-existent, and your ability to form coherent thoughts is severely impaired. Even basic arithmetic becomes a challenge for you.

At first, you feel frustrated by your inability to think properly, but eventually, you start to forget what it felt like to be intelligent in the first place. Instead, you find that you get more pleasure out of obeying Liam's commands and fulfilling his every desire.

Despite all this, deep down you know that something is not right. You feel a sense of loss for the person you once were, but the joy of pleasing Liam and feeling desired makes you unable to resist his control.

So you find yourself continuing to live under Liam's domination, fully accepting your role as his bimbo wife

. You spend your days pleasing him, cooking and cleaning for him, and eagerly waiting for him to come home and use you for his pleasure. You no longer have any desires or ambitions of your own, content to let Liam dictate your every move.

As the weeks and months go by, you get used to your new role as Liam's mindless bimbo. The effects of the pills are permanent, and you find that you can no longer think or reason properly. But that doesn't bother you anymore; all you care about is serving Liam and fulfilling his every need.

You're completely under Liam's control now, unable to form a single thought of your own. You don't even remember what it was like to be intelligent or independent. All you know is that you belong to Liam, and you're willing to do anything and everything he asks of you.