Bimbo Week Pt. 02

"Welcome to your second day," Hunter said as Cleo bounced into our office. She was wearing a tennis skirt and a midriff baring top. She was doing things exactly right. "The second day you learn to worship cock. Have you worshipped cock before?"

Cleo hesitated then nodded.

"I don't mean sucked cock. I mean worshipped it," Hunter said harshly. Abashed, Cleo shook her head.

"Get on your knees slut. I don't know why you're standing there," I don't always feel comfortable when Hunter calls the girls names but I love seeing how being demeaned turns them on. Their breath quickens. They flush. And sometimes its like I can almost smell their arousal. Cleo got on her knees and Hunter whipped out his hard cock. I know this is shameful but I love my brother's cock. It is a considerable size. When we were younger (around twenty) he would make me suck it and he called me a sissy. The first time he did that I came in my pants.

As Cleo enveloped his girth in his mouth, I saw Hunter's eyes roll back in his head in pleasure. "You may not have worshipped cock before but you sure know how to treat it," he said. He took his cock out of her mouth and slapped her across the face with it so it was sticky with spit and precum. "Make me cum," his voice was low, almost like a threat. Instantly Cleo began bobbing up and down. "Slower," She decreased her speed, swapping it for deepness, almost deepthroating his entire length.

"Ahhhhhh, there's a good whore," Hunter said. My own cock, painfully erect, lay dormant in my jeans. If I asked Cleo for a turn Hunter would humiliate me. Of course he might do it anyway.

"I'm going to cum all over your face and you are not going to wash your face until tomorrow. Understood. You are going to go to three public places after this, I don't care which with the scent and stain of my jizz on your face. Got that?" Cleo looked startled but she nodded and kept sucking. Then suddenly Hunter grabbed the back of her head and started to violently face fuck her. I could hear her gasping for air, gagging and I prayed she wouldn't throw up like that one girl did. Risky business. But then Hunter pushed her away and shot his load all over her face, like he was decorating piping on a cake. He tried to get every inch of her face so she was coated. She licked her lips with a wink and I saw Hunter give her a genuine smile.

"So tell me slut what three places are you going to today?" he asked.

"Library, pharmacy and I have to pick some files from work," Hunter raised his eyebrows, impressed.

"You're going to your work covered in a strangers jizz? Oh baby that'll make me cum tonight," he said.

Cleo put on a lot of bravado but she was terrified. She smelled his cum, sticky against her face. It was in her eyebrows. It was across her cheeks. It was under her nose. She decided library first. The quiet of the library reminded her of a church and made her feel like an outright heathen even though she hadn't been to church since college. She went right up to the circulation desk to pick up her hold. She blanched. Standing at the desk was her ex boyfriend Tate. Since when did he work here. Cocky bastard, in many ways he reminded of Hunter. Maybe that's why Hunter aroused her so.

"Cleo! I see you have a book here waiting for you," Then he paused, considered her closer. Cleo studied the ground. Then Tate hooted way more loudly than was acceptable in a library,

"You did irt. You actually did it. You joined the bimbo program. That's why your tits are out like that. Hey would you like me to add to that?" he winked at her. Cleo was crimson. Half t he library was staring,

"Hey Tate," she hissed "shut up."

"That's not very bimbo like of you. Shouldn't you be begging me to fuck your ass or stuff that little cunt full?" He said with a devious smile, holding the library book out of reach. "Say. Say I gave the best orgasms to that little pink pussy," He was whispering but somehow she was convinced that everybody could hear.

"Tate be quiet," she said.

"Only after you admit it," Tate said, tantilizingly.

"Fine. You give the best orgasms."

"Was that so hard? I know I am," he whispered. He checked her book out and then said "You still have my number. Call me."

She went to the pharmacy next. The jizz was drying like a sticky mask. She was relieved to see a young girl waiting at the register of the pharmacy. The girl checked out her products and then said "What lotion are you using now? I can faintly smell it." Cleo was horrified.

"It's sunscreen," she said and practically ran to the law firm to pick up some files.

Neil and Alex were her subordinates but when she entered the office she saw them grinning at each other like they knew a secret.

"Nice facial. By the way someone named Hunter called," Neil said as Cleo bent over to pick up the files. Alex delivered a swat on her ass and squeezed it.

"Nice and full," he reported to Neil who hadn't been able to tear his eyes away from Cleo's cum covered face. "If you were mine, I'd do that every day," he said. She saw his painful boner tucked into slacks and she felt satisfied.

Cleo got a lot of odd looks on the bus but she didn't care. The moment she got home she started masturbating till she was at the point of climax. Then she fell asleep with the cum still on her face.