Kat the Live-in-Slut Ch 2

Sometimes Stan's luck surprised even him. Here was this bimbo sitting on his couch, drinking a cup of tea that he had put a good amount of libido boosters in--something he'd be doing daily for her now.

It was time for one of Stan's favourite parts of finding a new slut: getting her ready to become his personal toy and seeing how far he could push her. His last slut was great, but he was getting bored of her after a few years, so when one of his buddies took a liking to her, he was happy to pass her on to a new master. But it had been a few weeks, and he had been bored; then this perfect slut fell into his lap, so he was not going to waste any time getting started. Better to get her used to being a slut fast; that way, he could have some real fun sooner rather than later.

"So, before I start explaining your job more in depth, tell me about your experience." Taking a seat very close beside the girl, Stan would be greatly surprised if she had any real job experience at all.

Wanting to impress her new boss, Kat explained the last two jobs she had. Remembering how Stan said she'd have a uniform, she explained how she was used to regular uniform inspections and would even give up her undies if her boss said they broke the uniform code.

Hearing how this slut's only experience was being groped and having her naivety used against her, Stan's dick got hard in his pants. Kat was such a natural bimbo; he wouldn't even need any convincing to get her to dress like a slut. Usually, Stan would work up to getting the girls naked slowly, but it seemed like if Stan was lucky, he'd have this slut with a toy in her wet pussy by the end of the night.

"I'm happy to hear you have some experience under your belt." Taking the chance to prove to himself this slut would be as easy as she seemed, Stan placed his hand on her bare leg as he talked, gently rubbing it up and down, meeting the edge of her tiny skirt every time.

"This will be a 24/7 position. You'll have your own room and access to any food and drink in the fridge, along with a small allowance each week. Are you okay with those expectations for now?" As he talked, he started to sneak his fingers under the little skirt, slowly trying to bring his fingers to the tops of her thighs.

"Of course! That is more than enough, Stan. I'm just so happy to have a place for the night and a job--I owe you my life." She flashed a big smile up at the man, not realising he was trying to sneak a touch at her pussy at that very moment. "Whatever you need, I'm sure I'll be able to do it."

Stan continued his rubbing as he scooted even closer to the girl, explaining the usual expectations of a maid to ease the girl into it before he snuck in the real job requirements.

"And of course, there will be a few extra expectations as well. I expect myself to stay in top health, so I expect you to do the same. Are you properly taking care of yourself, Kat?"

Kat was confused by the question. She was perfectly healthy and tried to stay in good shape by working out and eating well. She expressed her confusion, and she was even more confused when Stan started to answer by making Kat stand up first.

"I see that you are very physically healthy." As he said that, Stan let his hands roam her body. He started at her shoulders and gently brought his hands down her arms before placing them on her stomach, sliding up until he cupped her tits. She jumped a bit, but after a stern look from Stan, the bimbo stood still.

Kat felt confused as she felt Stan's hands slide up over her. It was similar to how her first boss inspected if she was wearing the right undies with her uniform, so assuming it was the same, she apologised for jumping and stood still again.

Stan had to hold in his smile. This slut just apologised for jumping as he groped her. She was going to be so easy for him to corrupt.

He brought his hands down from cupping her big tits to slide his hands back down her stomach to her thighs. As he reached her knees, he brought his hands slowly back up her thighs, reaching under her skirt and gently running his hand on top of her pussy, staying away from her slit for now.

He instructed her to turn around and started his roaming again from the top, letting his hands slowly run down her back to her round ass and down her thick thighs before he flipped her skirt up fast, making her jump again.

Deciding to see how she would react to a little punishment, Stan took his hands away fast.

"Kat, jumping away once was fine, but unlike your past management, there will be punishments for making my inspections harder. Face me now so I can explain this in a way your bimbo brain can understand." He held his breath for a second to see how the young girl would react to him calling her what she was.

Kat had never heard the word bimbo before. She had grown up sheltered, going from boarding school to boarding school, where the strict teachers never even touched the topics of sex ed, let alone let the students have internet access to find that out for themselves. Kat's mother had always dressed provocatively, and with her father out of the house for work, the few men that worked at the house never seemed to have a problem with how her mother and she dressed; her mother even seemed to like how the men would touch her as they walked by. And they seemed quite happy when Kat walked by and let them flip her skirt or follow her up the stairs as she walked around in her short nightdresses.

Deciding to tell the truth, she told Stan of her confusion. Hearing that the stupid girl didn't even know what a bimbo was became music to Stan's ears.

"A bimbo is what you are: a girl whose value lies between her legs." As the girl still seemed confused but didn't disagree, Stan placed his hands back on her thighs, rubbing them as he continued.

"I could tell even from across the street that you were a perfect bimbo. That means a girl who's very good at helping men out, great at doing chores and keeping everything tidy, and above all, great at helping men relax." The slight praise seemed to encourage the slut; she stood straighter as Stan continued to move his hands higher with every rub.

"The only issue with bimbos is that their poor pussies are overly needy and always messy and wet."

Kat knew what a pussy was--the men that worked at her house had told her that hers was pretty before--but never wet or messy! To her, that seemed like a bad thing, and she didn't want Stan to change his mind about hiring her.

"I swear my pussy's not messy! It won't cause any issues!" Kat was so worried that her pussy wouldn't be good enough that she didn't notice the devious grin that went over Stan's face.

"Your pussy is definitely messy, because you are the biggest bimbo I've ever seen, and I can prove it to you."

With his hands so far up Kat's skirt at this point, all he had to do was slide to the side and run his finger through her soaking wet slit. And just like Stan had planned by giving her such a strong dose of libido enhancers in her tea, Kat's pussy was dripping already.

Bringing his wet finger up to her face, he showed Kat, whose face went red.

"I am so sorry, Stan, I didn't even notice!" Embarrassment showed all over Kat's face, but Stan was too pleased by how she didn't react to him touching her pussy that he wanted to push her even farther.

"I can see you understand nothing about your slutty body, so I will--out of the goodness of my heart--teach you. But you better show me how grateful you are and not question me as I explain this to you." Watching her shake her head 'yes' so fast got any blood not yet in his dick to rush south fast.

"First off, if I'm taking responsibility for helping your bimbo body, then you must clean me up whenever you make me wet with your juices. So hurry up and clean me off before I start my explanation."

Bringing his fingers to Kat's mouth, even the dumb slut was smart enough to pick up on what Stan wanted. With a red face, she gently took the finger Stan was poking at her lips into her mouth and licked it clean.

Seeing how easy and stupid this girl was brought a grin to Stan's face, knowing he didn't need to take this slow at all. Taking his finger from the girl's mouth, he brought his hands back down to gently continue petting her wet pussy as he spoke.

"A bimbo like you can be a lot of work. It's probably why your last two jobs fired you. If a bimbo's pussy isn't taken care of, then her stupid brain can't work properly. And from the sound of it, your last two bosses must not have realised what a stupid slut you were, so they weren't taking care of you properly. You've been neglecting your pussy health, making your dumb brain even dumber."

The humiliation didn't seem to register in Kat as Stan spoke, too turned on by his fingers touching her sensitive pussy.

"Tell me, Kat, have you ever touched your pussy before--made your little pussy squirt with your juices?"

Finding it hard to talk with Stan's fingers teasing her, Kat managed to gasp out her answer.

"No, Mommy said, while men like to look, only my future husband should even be allowed to touch. She wouldn't tell me anymore, said it would give me bad ideas, and I just shouldn't touch my pussy at all until my husband tells me to."

Stan could jump for joy; finding this dumb slut on the street was for sure the highlight of his year. He was going to mould her into the perfect bimbo.

"And usually she would be right for any other girl, but she must not have known her daughter was a true bimbo. A bimbo needs to have her messy pussy touched often, and should not only cum often, but be filled with cum at least once a day. If not, it's just not healthy. But don't worry, I'll make sure you take care of yourself from now on."

Feeling so grateful that her new boss cared so much, and not being able to think clearly with the finger that was still teasing her clit, she smiled down at Stan, not realizing she was agreeing to become his sex toy.

"Now, the biggest problem with bimbos is that they don't learn if you just tell them what to do--you need to show them." Kat did remember in school her teachers telling her she learned better hands-on, so they must have realized she was a bimbo too.

"That means your punishment has to be hands-on, too. Now, I know you didn't mean to jump away from me, but you still need a punishment for not being a good girl. Usually that would mean ten hard spanks to your ass and five to your pussy, but because it's your first time, I'll be gentle and only give you five to your bum and three to your pussy. How does that sound?"

Kat really was so lucky--down on her luck and fired again just this morning, now she had landed a boss that was so understanding.

"Thank you for being kind, Stan. I promise I'll be better. Just tell me what to do and I'll do it." With a big smile, Kat was happy to take her punishment.

"Good girl. Turn around, spread your legs, and put your hands on the table. I want to have a good view of your ass and pussy." Stan watched excitedly as the girl turned around and did as she was told, wet pussy on display for him to spank.

Standing up, Stan stood over her, groping all over her and reaching down to give her big tits a nice squeeze. Bringing his hand down, he gave a gentle spank for her to get used to before bringing his hand down fast to give her two hard spanks.

Kat yelped as Stan's hand spanked down hard, spooked by the pain but more embarrassed at the way her pussy reacted to it. Stan must have been telling the truth about her, because even Kat knew only a bimbo would get wet from being spanked.

"Good girl. Just two more to your bum--they'll be hard; I want to see it red." Instantly, Stan brought his hand down fast twice more, then rubbed her red ass, smiling at the whimpering slut.

He rubbed his hand down lower to cup her wet pussy, rubbing through the pussy juices a few times before bringing his hand down hard three times on her pussy.

Before Kat could even hold in her whimper at the good pain on her pussy, Stan stood her up straight and spun her around to face him, shoving his palm in her face.

"Don't tell me you already forgot, slut--you got my hand wet, so you have to clean it."

Kat's eyes focused onto Stan's hand, seeing it glisten with her wetness. Not wanting to seem ungrateful to Stan, she made sure to lick it all clean.