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@bimbodolljade
Hi i'm Jade ♡
I have brown hair, shoulder length.
I am 5'5 and weigh 50kg.
My IQ is 32B.
Capricorn.
These are my kinks:
hypnosis, bimbofication, dumbification, corruption, bambi, mind control
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I want to use this post to introduce myself but i'm not sure what else to add, maybe you can give me suggestions :)
Being manipulated is not a bad thing. I just means your Owner is shaping your thoughts and behavior to be more good girl appropriate. You should be thankful for that.
“Be a good girl for Daddy, baby”
Rolls eyes
Next thing I knew, I was face was down, hips up and l was begging for him to fuck me like his filthy fuckdoll. 💞
Whoops.
You're thinking about cock. Again.
Silly.
You were doing so well, too. Concentrating on whatever it was you were doing before. Probably something important. Maybe? Not sure now.
Because you're thinking about cock.
What could you do with a cock right this second? Or, better, what could a cock do with you? How useful could you be for cock? That's what you're thinking about.
Again.
You could be on your knees. It's always safer down there. Use your hands, your mouth. Both? Lots of cocks. Yes, lots. Maybe there'd be a queue. A queue would mean you were being good, being useful.
You'd want a queue.
Bent over? Maybe there's a desk or something nearby. Kitchen counter? Perfect height. Pushed forward, held down. A hand on the back of your neck, the other on your hip as you push back. Perfect, yes. So many things you could be bent over. You notice them a lot.
Or, you will now.
Legs apart and on your back would also work. Legs pushed wide and held there. Good for him, good for you. Good thing you're flexible, hmm? And that way he'd get to see your cute face everytime he bottomed out. Yes, that's a good one. And he'd also get to see the look in your eyes when he came and emptied his balls into your needy little cunt.
It'd leak out, after. Unless he plugged you up and kept it in. Wouldn't be up to you. You're just there to be useful and to be used, and there are so many ways a cock could use you.
And now you're thinking about them again.
Silly. Needy. Dumb.
Weren't you meant to be doing something else?
Oh well.
Probably didn't matter.
Just too weak, mmm? Thats okay. You’re pretty, dumb, and pretty dumb, but we like taking advantage of dumb toys.
Airhead Barbie
Bambi Wake and Obey
Such a good girl!
How do you feel about photos, Bambi? Do you have any favorite photos you’ve taken of yourself?
Sending triggers without consent is not cool at all.
Also I dont take pictures
Tell us more about failing to quit Good Girl Bimbo Doll.
I tried and managed to stay away for a while, but every time i got horny i felt the need to come back more and more, and in the end i gave up.
I think I just need to feel like a bimbo slut, to interact with people that treat me like one, and to get inspired by other bimbo sluts.
I guess tumblr really changed me, i wasn't like this before.
Mmm. Is this os, or is Bambi in control?
Does Bambi have a uniform?
This is os, but the disction between them is a bit fuzzy sometimes...
I must admit that bambi does not have a uniform she always wears... I heard its a bit risky, but that makes it more fun for me
Are you a Bambi, little toy?
I am! <3
CLICK
Imagine waking up and feeling the unexpected sensation of headphones tight on your ears.
You don't know how they got there, you certainly didn't fall asleep with them on. You start to reach up to pull them off but something stops you, the audio playing through them. It's a mixture of white noise, a metronome clicking back and forth, and a soft, comforting voice.
The voice is reminding you how nice it was to be asleep just a moment ago. The voice offers you that same relaxation and bliss. You know something strange is going on, someone put these headphones on you but the soft offer and rhythmic clicking convinces you to leave them on for just a moment, just to see where this is going.
The soft voice continues, reminding you that you know exactly what it feels like to feel fuzzy and dumbed down. It reminds you how nice it is. Click, click, click, in the background. Fuzzy and dumb and heavy.
Click, click, click.
You know that if you really wanted to you could reach up and pull off these headphones but for some reason your arms won't move.
Click, click, click.
They feel as if they weigh a thousand pounds. It feels too good to move them, the offer is too enticing. The offer of Fuzziness, dumbing you down, making you heavy and empty.
Click, click, click.
The voice continues leading you down and before you know it your eyes have closed and there is nothing but the sounds from those headphones. Everything goes black.
Click, click, click.
Your eyes open and you look at your clock, hours have passed since you originally woke up. You reach to touch the headphones but they are gone. No trace of them at all. You might even just think it was a very pleasant dream.
You get up and go about your day like normal. It isn't until you get dressed that you realize the figure standing in your room now. A familiar figure, a trusted figure for either obvious reasons or for a reason you can't quite grasp. You open your mouth to speak but before a word can escape the figure presses the clicker in their hand and your jaw drops limply open, your thoughts fade away as your free will and intelligence vanish. They hold
the clicker firmly.
Click, click, click.
Everything goes black.
You are so what?
Stare and confirm
Some days, I want a hypnotist to slowly and gently manipulate me. Slowly lowering me me into a trance. Changing things so precisely and delicately that I don't even notice. By the time they're done, I'll be a completely helpless slave, fully under their control, and I'll be none the wiser.
Other times, I want to be forcibly placed in a large and scary brainwashing machine, have a brainwashing helmet forced onto my head, and have my brain be blasted with hypnotic brainwashing until whatever was once "me" has been thoroughly and totally obliterated, and all that is left is a fully brainwashed and broken fucktoy.
Talk to her like she's stupid
Because she is. And she doesn’t understand adult things. Talk down to her so she doesn’t get confused.
Your eyes look so pretty without any spark of intelligence in them. Dim bulb suits you.
Hypnosis where the subject has no clue it’s happening until its too late is fun but u kno what else is rly hot?
hypnotizing the subject (me) by force and watch me go from squirming and scared and crying to vacant and happy and drooling
Like grab my hair and force me to watch a spiral or pendulum while u make me listen to all the things u’ll do to me when im under with no power to stop u💖💖💖💖💖
im begging pls do this to mee😍💦🙏
Wish I could stick my dick in you and make you feel worthwhile
😘
To me bimbo is more a state of mind than a physical appearance. Fake tits, fake lashes, fake ass, fake lips, it's all a turnoff for most guys. But a mindless fuck doll that worships her owner? That's the ticket.
You need to be owned by someone who understands the mind, who understands conditioning and knows how to hypnotize, to mold you into the perfect little brainless collection of free use holes for his pleasure. That's why you're here, after all. For his pleasure.
im here for my pleasure as well tho, and the stuff you said brings me pleasure
