Intro post! First off, everything here is fantasy; women are awesome, and if you don't think so, fuck right off. Kink, not real.
I'm 30+ (that's enough, I think), female, cis, & just looking to explore & learn about these new kinks I'm discovering.
Allll are welcome here!
No bigots! No hate! No shame! No minors!!!
Things I'm reaaaaaalllly into:
Monsterfucking, Cnc, A lil LOT of misogyny Pet play, Free use, Bimbofication, Bimbo Training, Hypnosis (this is a new one), Humiliation, Public exposure, Edging, Cheating kink (another new one), Hucows & lactation, growth/expansion, breeding, housewife kink, yandere, overstim, mind break... the list is growing 😏
(I'll add as I see fit)
Things I'm deeeeefinitley not into:
Scat, Watersports (I'll read about it, but it's not my bag), Attribute theft (that's a new one... we'll see), Being cucked, Race play, Age play, Diapers...
(I'll as more as I see fit)
I've started writing down my musings... just something to do 😉 I'll try to add em here so I don't lose em:
Bimbo kitten plans & ideas (updating!! 💡)
Bimbo Kitten - Prelude to my lil 'verse
Bimbo Kitten - Monday Morning Routine
Bimbo Kitten - Coffee Run
Bimbo Kitten - Edging the workday away
Bimbo Kitten - Tuesday Board Meeting
Bimbo Kitten- Wednesday Workout, pt.1
Bimbo Kitten- Wednesday Workout, pt.2
Bimbo Kitten - Thursday Real Estate Deal
Bimbo Kitten- Friday: Custodians Appreciation Day
Bimbo Kitten - Saturday Night on the Town
Bimbo Kitten - Sunday Spa Day
Bimbo Kitten continues on the Masterlist ✨️NEW✨️ 06/01/26
(Search the #bimbokitten tag for moodboard fun! I love to dress my ladies when I can find the right pics 😉)
Last night, as we were dozing off, she scooted down and slid my cock down her throat to the spot she's been trained to find, right before it cuts off her breathing. She massaged the underside with her tongue for a minute before her breathing slowed as she fell asleep.
It takes patience, but slowly fucking this beautiful girls throat while she snores on my cock is one of life's greatest pleasures. She doesn't matter, her enjoyment isn't a part of this, I can finish in 4 minutes, or 2 hours, and either way, she's just a wet hole to cum in.
Wc: ; Heed the warnings in the tags!! 18+ only!! Author's note at the end 💋
They call me cum dumpster, but i know that's not my real name. At least, that's not what it used to be. It used to be Carrie, but no one has called me that for months now.
The Captain said he could easily train it out of me. Make me forget my own name, brainwash it out if my head. But he doesn't want to. The Captain wants me to reject my own name. To embrace being a thing.
A cum dumpster.
I didn't think it was possible, but now i can feel it coming. I'm half broken already. I used to call him awful things when he corrected me or used my holes. I'd scream terrible words that good girls don't use.
A few dozen shocks from my steel collar trained that out of me.
The Captain could even tell when I was thinking naughty things, looking at him with no respect in my eyes.
*ZAP*, & i was instantly apologizing for my bad thoughts. Sobbing and crying out my remorse as I licked his boots clean.
The shocks are unbearable. The first time he pushed that awful red button, I collapsed and wet myself. The hot, sharp pain shoots down my spine, through every nerve ending, and I'd do anything to avoid that agony.
Even eagerly give up my orgasms.
The first time I came without permission, i didn't see it coming. I hated my Captain back then, but he still made me cum hard like a desperate whore while he fucked my gash open.
But i don't deserve to cum. I know that now.
The Captain shocked me so long and hard that night, i passed out in a puddle of my own piss, sweat, and tears.
Now, I refuse to even think a disrespectful thing about my Captain. And I'm positively terrified to cum without permission.
I haven't cum in over 6 months.
I've learned to crave my Captain's touch, and I dream of touching my own pussy, but the fear of being shocked makes my denial so much easier. He gave me that gift. Sluts like me are better denied. He's helping me to be good. My throbbing hole reminds me I'm just a thing.
My Captain knows best.
I'm not sure when I started calling him that in my mind, but it's safest. It's so easy to think of him that way when he commands my body so ruthlessly. My cunt is constantly dripping these days, but the Captain says that's to be expected. Leaky garbage is very common.
Becoming the Captain's bimbo cum dumpster was my choice, anyway. He reminds me of that often when he's forced to correct me.
I had signed myself away. Rather than serve a 10 year prison sentence for fraud and embezzlement, I elected to be fostered and rehabilitated by the Captain for 24 months. 2 years versus 10.
The choice had been easy for me.
The Captain says that's because even then, deep down, I knew what i was made for: to be a cum dumpster whore.
At first, I regretted it. Getting acclimated to my new life was difficult for me, but that's because I was a bad, stupid bitch then.
I needed to be fixed. To humble myself.
The Captain explained it to me many times, shouting it over my cries as as he fisted my asshole open.
Stealing, over and over again. Being a stupid, lying leech. Not understanding my purpose in life.
I was to be useful.
And since I had so much trouble learning to be a good girl, in the meantime, I'd be a thing. A cum dumpster. Somewhere handy for superior men to drain their balls.
I really was a bad bitch in the beginning. I remember how stubborn i was at my slut spa appointment, and I cringe. How ungrateful, when the Captain was so kind to pamper me that way! Miss Sylvie was right to correct me then, just as my Captain continues to discipline me now.
I wasn't the only bimbo slut that lived with the Captain in his luxurious home, but i was the only one not permitted to be in his quarters. I slept in my cage. My tiny prison cell.
The Captain said it was to reinforce my place in his household.
I was a thing. Just garbage.
The Captain never fucked me in his bed, and i was expressly forbidden to enter his room on any day, under any circumstance.
With one exception: Trash Day.
As the man of the house, the Captain insisted on taking out the trash every Tuesday morning, and, in this house, that includes me.
This Tuesday began like any other: I prepared myself before crawling to the Captain's quarters for inspection, tapping on the door with my forehead until he let me in.
As I knelt before him on all fours, he circled me, he sharp blue eyes taking in my submission with a critical eye.
Even though I'd had months of practice at this, I still shiver with nerves every time.
My ring gag was fastened into place. Extra tight, so the Captain wouldn't think I was trying to make my punishment easier.
The straps dug painfully into my cheeks, i was already drooling all over the floor, my naked tits covered in spit. My naked body was shaking from nerves & keeping my spine straight, but that was all normal. The Captain often reminded me that things weren't to be comfortable for trash like me.
The 3 inch wide tunnel plug was the hardest to get used to. In the beginning, I was stupid enough to refuse to wear it. I soon found out it was much worse to have your asshole raped open, without lube, while being shocked and spanked with a studded paddle.
I learned my lesson quickly that day. Now, I much prefer opening my own ass on Tuesday mornings & presenting it to my Captain for inspection.
After he deems me acceptable, the Captain leads me to the kitchen. Cook has kindly left some cold mush in my food bowl, so I gobble it up while the Captain gathers the trash bags and recycling.
I don't have use of my lips today, but i know better than to miss my chance at breakfast. This morning meal is a luxury. A gift to be grateful for.
After we do our chores, the Captain will lock me back into my cage until lunch, so, even though I have my ring gag in, I bury my face in the sloppy bowl of congealed oatmeal and leftover bacon ends, & slurp. I imagine i make quite the sight, using my tongue, grunting and choking, scooping up as much of this foul food as i can, while the Captain laughs from the corner.
"You really are disgusting, aren't you? Jesus. I'm gong to have to hose off your face before the garbage men come."
With that pronouncement, the Captain stalks over and grabs a fist full of my ratty, dirty-blonde ponytail, and pulls. Gathering my hair into his fat fist with the drawstrings from the trash bags, he drags us all out to the curb, me scrambling on my calloused knees to keep up.
The asphalt in the driveway and the concrete by the curb used to scrape my knees raw, but I've grown used to it now. I'm always on my knees, and the pain is second nature to me these days.
After the Captain starts to arrange the trash bags on the curb, he walks back to wheel down the recycling bin, and i get into position.
Face down, ass up. My natural state, the Captain says. More than a few mornings, he's found me sleeping that way in my cage. I try not to think about how comfortable that position has become for me.
My ass was hanging over the curb, flanked by garbage bags. My open, drooling mouth was pressed into the dirty pavement, and, as I heard the front door close again, I knew i was alone. I was to wait by the curb while the Captain enjoyed his breakfast.
The garbage collectors would be by soon to enjoy their weekly treat.
At least 45 minutes went by this week. Morning commuters honked and jeered as they drove by, joggers stopped to take pictures, or even to slap my bare ass as they ran past, & still, i waited, my empty cunt drooling into the gutter, the dregs of my morning slop drying on my face.
Eventually, I heard the telltale rumble of the garbage truck coming up the street. The anticipation always made my pussy pulse, leaking more cream down my thighs as they stopped at each house, getting closer and closer to my slutty display.
Months of this, & I've come to love it. My Captain was right. I'm just a cum dumpster slut!
My heart was pounding in my ears as I focused on holding position, offering my holes. I didn't even notice the Captain return until his shadow fell over me, immediately followed by a splash of tepid water to my face.
He leaned down, a rough rag in his hand, scrubbing of the crust from my cheeks as he growled in my ear.
"Gotta get you cleaned up before the boys arrive. They see enough disgusting trash all week long. It won't do to have their tip covered in shit before they even get here."
After he straightened up, he stood over me, sipping his coffee. I knew what came next.
"Now, slut. Remind me. What are you?"
My response was practiced. Ingrained, by this point in my rehab. Even though my jaws were forced open, tongue hanging out, I obediently garbled my reply the best I could.
"I'm a cum dumpster. I'm a thing. I will work to be a good girl. I will strive to be useful. This is what I deserve. I am grateful for your care and correction, Captain!"
The short speech sounded like wet whines and choked gibberish, but the Captain understood.
He nodded, smiled & stepped back, just as the first sanitation worker jumped down from the truck. The stranger spread my asscheeks as his partner dumped the garbage bags into their truck, greeting my Captain with a cheerful "good morning."
I'd never seen his face. He didn't even acknowledge me as he plugged his fat cock into my ass, and started to pound away, ignoring my puffy, drippy cunt.
His partner didn't spare any pleasantries at all. He firmly ignored my hollow gaze as he grabbed a chunk of my hair, lifting my head from the pavement. I kept my eyes downcast as he fished his cock out of his coveralls; I knew better than to make eye contact with my superiors without permission. He wasted no time, just jammed his dick into the back of my throat, fucking my face like it was a drooling pussy.
My Captain leaned against the mailbox, sipping his coffee, as my open holes were filled from both ends. As I served my purpose.
My mantra replayed over and over in my head as I was spitroasted, just as it did like every Tuesday. The way it did every time the Captain opened my holes for free use.
I'm a cum dumpster. I'm a thing. I will work to be a good girl. I will strive to be useful. This is what I deserve.
I could be rotting in a jailhouse for years, just to come out worse then when I went in. This way? Soon, I'll be fixed. If I work hard, I can be a good bimbo! I have to be good!
I'm so for grateful for the care and correction from my Captain!
I repeat it over and over again in my mind, until I can think of nothing else. I repeat it until the delicious pain of having my holes reamed out fades into the background.
I would do anything to distract myself from cumming, & i knew my morning wasn't quite over yet.
After this? I still had to wait on the curb for the recycling guys.
A/n: this one got away from be a bit, but i still like it 😆 kinda stands alone? Not really? Idk...I added the links to the other fics 😉 gimme some love if you like it! Keeps me writing!
Butters' lil chapter is nearly ready, a couple other lil interludes planned, then we'll be going back to the office with kitten...
This one's a lil darker 😏 after Sylvie left Baby to her treatments in the last chapter, I just couldn't get it out of my head...just had to see what she does to the poor lil slut in room six 😉 sooo, here's a little interlude 💋
Masterlist
W/c: >1,400; Heed the warnings in the tags!! 18+ only!!!
Leaving Pietro's little salon, I could feel my green, snakeskin printed leggings clinging to my pussy. Fuck, watching that little Baby slut that Barnes sent in got me so worked up. I've certainly seen darker things in this little oasis of a spa Loki & I created. Hell, I've done much sicker shit to these little fucktoys myself. There was just something about that innocent little Baby slut being corrupted, though. Maybe it's because we haven't had any fresh meat here at Nippleheim for a while. Maybe it's just because I liked watching Pietro pierce the slut's sensitive little parts without asking. When she cried out for her Daddy, my cunt clenched so hard. Fuck.
Oh, Sylvie girl, you really are a wicked little thing.
Time to take the edge off. Where did Pietro say that little slut was getting anally trained? Ah, yes. Room 6.
If she's been booked for a day on the sodomy machine, she's not quite a rookie, but she's the freshest meat on offer today. Well, besides Baby.
Baby got me so fucking horny being all sweet and shy... I wanted to ruin the little virgin, imagined about a dozen ways to do it while she was being waxed and pierced. Luckily for her, that wasn't on her agenda. Loki was very particular about spa schedules. No matter. Some poor mystery slut will pay the price for her today.
Ah, just in time. Already strapped down and on her way. I can just relieve the attendant on duty and see how much progress the little slut has made so far today.
"Up to size 7? Hmm, I'll just fudge this chart here a bit. Let's see if we can make this little asshole of yours take it all. I'm in the mood to play. "
"Please, no! I don't belong here! This isn't right! Please let me go!"
"Aw, you can cry all you want, sweetmeat. I like it. Struggle, too, but don't blame me if you hurt yourself."
"Please!!"
"I'm just gonna lube up this silicone fist and attach it to our handy dandy sodomy machine, here. Gorgeous, isn't it? Crystal clear so I can see it open you all the way up."
"That's fucking sick! I can't take that! This is insane!! Help me!"
"Oh, poo, of course you can take it, Cum Dumpster. That's your name, right? Well that's what it says on the chart, silly."
"No! I'm Carrie! This is wrong! This isn't what I agreed to! This wasn't the deal!!!"
"Ooh, I see! You're on Whore Release! A little jailbird who thought this would be easier than rotting in a cell? Well, your parole officer is really spoiling you by sending you here. It'll make your sentence go by so much easier. The least you can do is learn your name, silly!"
"No! Please!"
"Now, what are you? Carrie? No, no, no. You must really want this fist."
"Stop!!!"
"Ooh, look at that gape open up! You were most of the way there, but I'm afraid I'm a little impatient today. Jumped you up 3 sizes, but i have to confess, i want to see you suffer, poor little whore. I'll just let the machine do the rest."
"Gahhhhrrrrahhhhhh!!!!"
"Fuuuuuuck, I think i heard your insides rip. God damn, you're making me hot. What's your name again, sweetie?"
"Carrie!!!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Looks like I'll have to turn up the machine to high! We really need to pound the message in."
"Wooaaaaaawwwwwwhhhhhhh!"
"Oh, you sing so sweetly! And, look at that pussy, so stretched out and empty. You're wet, too, sweetie. A leaky cum dumpster. I think I'll rub some of this special cream on that little clit. Get it nice and swollen. Nice and sensitive. Does that burn, little whore?"
"Please!! Please, I can't take it! It's too much!"
"God, you cry so pretty. Your tears taste so yummy. What's your name, dummy?"
"Carrie! I'm not a cum dumpster! I'm not!"
"Oh, poor thing. So stubborn. I guess we really have to break you to get it to sink in."
"What? What are you doing? What are those??"
"Oh, this? It's my favorite horsecock, silly slut! Oh, yes, this will hurt quite a bit. And you must recognize the wand. Every girl knows what a Hitachi is."
"No! I'm sorry! Please, don't!!"
"Crying again? It's not even in your asshole yet, dummy! Don't worry, Miss Sylvie will give you something to cry about very soon.
"Gahhhhhhhhhd! Noooooo!"
"Yeah, the wand on that sensitive clit. Hurts more than it feels good, huh? It'll get worse, too, little slut."
"I can't! Don't make me! Please!"
"I tell you what, if you don't cum, I won't force this into your little rectum. Oooh, but it hurts so good, doesn't it? I can see that pussy fluttering. You must want to fuck this horsey cock!"
"No, please! I don't want it! Stop! I can't stop it!"
"Of course, you can't! You're just a cum dumpster! Look, see how it's real fat on the end? Yeah, I had Loki design this toy with a knot. It won't come out easily, poor thing."
"Ahhhhhhgraaaaaah! Noooo!"
"Ooh, a squirt! You must really want it! Fuck, that was hot. Do it again, fucktoy."
"Please! Please! It hurts!!!"
"Oh, I know, Cum Dumpster, but that's why I like it! Ooh! There we go! Squirted all over your own face! Nasty little fountain!"
"Please, please stop, now! Please!"
"Ooh, no...look at that fat gape I made! Time to fill it! You're lucky i opened you up so wide! Thank me for helping you, cum dumpster."
"Thank you. T-thank you for opening me up. Please. Please, no more!"
"Aww, that's a good girl, you're learning. Slowly. But, no. Of course, I'm not gong to stop, now. Got my favorite toy hooked up to the machine, ready to play with you! Take a deep breath, dummy. Open wide!"
"Unnnghhhhhhaahhhhowwww!!"
"Ooooh, there we go! I can see it churning up your insides! What? Oh, I'm sorry, those screams won't get you anywhere, honey. They're making my cunt drool, though, so thanks! Such a good girl."
"Please! Please turn off the machine!! Please!"
"Look at that ruined hole. So wide open, now. Perfect for cum disposal, Cum Dumpster!"
"Please, turn it off!! Please, it hurts!!"
"Turn it off? Are you sure, darling whore? OK, then."
"Unnngh. Owwwwww! Please! Take it out!"
"'Take it out!' Whining. Ugh. Never satisfied, greedy thing. Ooh, look, it's so deep inside you! Look at the bulging tummy! What? Oh, it hurts more, now, huh? Is it beating up your guts, you can feel it grinding your innards with every breath, now?"
"Pleaseeee, I'm begging you! It hurts so much! Please take it out!"
"Shhh, I love it when you cry dumb slut, but I'm not going to take it out. No. Not until you're good."
"I'll be good! I swear! Please! Pleeeeeease!"
"You know what I want I hear, sweetmeat. What's your name?"
"Cum Dumpster!!!"
"Good girl. Was that so hard? And what are you?"
"A cum dumpster! I'm just a cum dumpster!!!"
"Aww, see? Look, I even took a picture, for you! The sloppy, snotty, mess on my table. Strapped to a fucking machine with its asshole destroyed. What does that look like, hmm?"
"A cum dumpster! A useless pile of shit!"
"Oh, now, I wouldn't say that! You can be useful! Here, I'll sit on your face and prove it. If you get me off properly, I might just let you off of the sodomy machine early today."
Straddling it's ruined face while it wept, I've never seen a slut dive into a pussy faster. Messy little eater, but fuck it's getting good at it. Mmm, it's sucking my clit like a pro, now!
Poor thing will find out soon that I have no intention of giving up my toy early. It'll be here with me all day.
Corrupting innocent little Baby will be a delicious slow burn; i can't wait until she comes back and we see how empty that little head has gotten, see what other pieces of her we can pluck away. Wrecking this Cum Dumpster slut on the sodomy machine was just the instant gratification i needed after playing with that little virgin pussy of hers. I've got to remember to thank Pietro for the heads up.
Sooo, I juuuuuust started a lil short drabble about this bimbo, but it's already turned into a full chapter 😆 it's still much shorter than normal, but yeah....I thought, in the meantime, I'd reblog this lil interlude.
The first time we met this silly bimbo, but not the last 😉 new chapter about her coming later today! (& let's just say, she's come a long way)
Maybe, someday, I'll learn to write a true drabble... but today ain't that day 💋
Giant butt plug but instead of lube it’s covered in tiger balm. You bend me over and force it into my asshole while i whimper and tremble. When I finally start to relax after the pain has run it’s course, you slather the tigers balm across your fist, and begin to work it into my burning cunt
Reminder: when I fuck you, we are not having sex oh silly little mouse. I’m using you like my pocket pussy. Like my stress-relieve-outlet. Like my masturbation sleeve. Just a warm, wet and mindless little tight hole to slide my fat cock inside until I’m growling and moaning in delight. Not stopping until I’m filling you up with cum. Not caring if it’s too big or too deep. When I fuck you it’s not sex, it’s masturbation. It’s using you like an object. Like a tool. Like a little pocket pussy for me to jerk off with.
Need a man to hold my thighs open and rub his hard cock against my dyke pussy, tracing the head against my hole and up to my clit, spreading his precum across my skin, resting his shaft against my stomach so I can see how deep he's gonna get. I wanna be restrained and helpless while he touches me everywhere, groping my tits and slapping my cunt and letting me know it all belongs to him, even before he's fucked me.
Draw it out and make me remember the cock that breaks me. 💖💖
Sub sitting passenger riding a dildo while Dom drives around. A new version of the license plate game where every time you see a different state, the sub loses an article of clothing until they are naked in the passenger seat fucking themselves hoping no one else sees
"Slut" is powerful, but "cum dump" takes the humiliation to a whole different level. The first one is a description for a person, but the second for an object.
What's more, the object is defined in relation to a user.
You're a slut because you like when I play with you.
You're a cunt since that's the only useful part of you.
You're a cum whore because you love my sperm.
But you aren't complete without a man.
Someone plays with your body? You are a plaything.
Someone fucks your holes? You are a fuckdoll.
Someone cums in you? You are a cum dump.
When you're just an object used for sex, you are complete.
knots have got me feeling some kind of way. the idea of being fucked by some... thing with a huge cock and an even bigger knot and knowing as it breaks my pussy in, that knot is going to be inside me regardless of whether I want it to. and that once it's forced inside me, the knot will force their cum inside me til it shinks... or until it gets bored and pulls it's cock out of me...
i‘m a huge fan of someone being filled so, so full and then both under and overstimulated.
imagine a cute little slut strapped snugly into a little chastity belt. smooth, soft leather with a pretty lock.
a big, round plug eased into their ass, slowly, slowly, making them feel too stuffed already. so bulbous, their hole stretches around it, cheeks trembling around the heart-shaped base.
a fat, ridged dildo slid into their wet pussy, it’s length snuggled deep inside. going in pretty smoothly cause the sub’s cunt is already wet at their ass being so fucking full.
when both are all the way in, they can feel the dildo in their guts, can’t walk around the plug. the belt keeping both securely in place, stuffing them to the brim.
perhaps they also get one final toy … a cock-gag. fat enough to gag on, long enough to be on the edge of too much, slide carefully into the sub’s drooling mouth, buckled snugly behind their head.
just…making cute little choking noises on the gag when they moan, their tight little ass and slick cunt clenching desperately around the girth of both toys while their poor little clits are played with mercilessly... 😳😳😳
I want to know what random objects you would rape my tight little cunt with. would you put a carrot in me then make me eat it? see how much of a baseball bat fits inside? count how many golf balls you can shove up there and watch me push them out? would you drag me out in public and grab random garbage off the street and use me as a trash can?
