Teaching my daughter to be a bimbo, part three

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Teaching my daughter to be a bimbo, part threePart three,Hi there X hamsters. I hope you are enjoying my stories about how I am training my daughter to be a bimbo.The next couple of days there were practicalities to look after and I wanted to establish a routine for us.But first of all I needed to make my mark on Cindy. I booked into the local tattoo parlour and we both went down there the very next morning. I knew exactly what I wanted, but did ask Cindy if she wanted to know. Being the perfect bimbo she just looked at me and said “I want whatever you want daddy”.I spoke to the tattooist and told him what I wanted and left Cindy there as I went and spoke with her other “beauty suppliers”. First I went to the hairdressers/beauticians, and it was perfect. I could see a number of beauticians looking after clients, doing their nails et cetera. The clientele is exactly what I hoped, young, hot women with oversized breasts, fake tans et cetera et cetera. I asked to speak to the owner and explained the situation.The owner (a slightly more refined and slightly older version of clientele) reassured me she knew exactly what I wanted. Nothing was to be functional, everything to shout out to the world “I am a bimbo”. She showed me through to the hair laser removal studio and explain the process. She asked “Will your bimbo having a tattoo is?” I smiled and nodded “she’s getting them done now”.”Well sir we will have to wait a few days at least before applying the laser anywhere near those, will the weekend be okay?”I’m assuming you will want platinum blonde hair? I nodded in agreement. But told her I would like wigs of jet black and fiery red hair as well, “you know, a change is as good as a rest” she laughedAs I was leaving she handed me a business card. “As you can see Sir my clientele are mostly young ladies like your daughter” I looked her straight in the eye, raising my eyebrow.” It was just a guess sir, most of these bimbos have not had to leave home if you know what I mean. In any event I run monthly parties for daddies and their bimbos to party together, if you ever want to come along” this was a big surprise to me, but definitely something I would do in the future.I then went to a gym I knew to organise a personal trainer for Cindy. I was given a tour of the gym and introduced to the female personal trainers as I went along. One girl stood out, she was stunning and looked like she would understand Cindy’s role in life. I took her to one side and again explained that I wanted to enroll my bimbo for daily personal training sessions. She took out a file and questioned me on what in particular I wanted working on. We agreed her abs needed tightening, and perhaps her buttocks could be a bit fuller. She did point out that a lot of exercise might result in smaller breast size, “will that be a problem sir”“Well let’s see what happens, but we are envisaging some surgery at some point in the future anyway.” She laughed “I thought you might sir, I can recommend my surgeon if you wish?” As she thrust her gorgeous boobs forward. We both laughed.Satisfied with my morning, I went back to the tattoo parlour. As I had asked the owner, Cindy was standing naked in the room, mirrors in front and behind her. I could see her butt plug twinkling at me, as if inviting me in.Cindy did a twirl and I could see 4 inches above her pussy “daddy’s cunt” in red ink… and in the small of her back, also in red ink her tattoo read “daddy’s ass”. It was perfect, other than the dresses I planned on Cindy wearing, these tattoos would be easily visible for the world to see. I even had a plan of what our first outing would be.When she saw me she ran over and gave me a big hug. “Daddy I will always be yours, and more importantly you can your ass your cunt whenever you want” I looked over at the manager who nodded at me, sinop escort mouthing ” you’ve got 15 minutes” before leaving us alone.I brought Cindy over in front of the mirror and bent her forward. I decided this time I would take her ass as I wanted her to look at me in the mirror while I fucked her. I couldn’t resist it, so after taking out her butt plug, and giving it to her to suck on, I licked her sphincter, forcing my tongue into her gorgeous little ass hole. After a couple of minutes I reckon she was lubricated enough. I placed the head of my cock in line with her rosebud and slowly but gently pulled her hips back. Despite initial resistance, my cock slid into her ass in one go. I looked over her shoulder and could see the look of total ecstasy in her face. Seeing the tattoo above her pussy, and then watching her breasts swaying as I fucked her was a bigger turnon than I could ever have imagined. I guess it was being able to see her face as I took her ass was a new sensation for me. I felt the power I had over my now branded bimbo. I knew she would never say no to me, and feeling that power was a real rush. I sped up my fucking. I’m sure the tattooist was enjoying hearing my balls slap against her pussy and her moans of “yes daddy, take my ass, my ass is all yours daddy” as I came closer and closer and was fucking her harder and harder she became breathless though still verbal “come in my ass daddy, I want your cum”Not so fast I thought, I was incredibly horny and wanted to try something different. I withdrew my monster, and turned Cindy around and pushed her onto her knees. I exploded all over her face for the second time in two days, this time she wasn’t going to get everything. When I had stopped cumming I bent down and started cleaning up my own cum from her face. This drove her wild. I am frequently eaten my own cum during wank sessions with my buddies on X hamster. But eating it off my daughter’s face was a whole other experience. When I had collected everything we started kissing and swapping my cum between ourselves. It was amazing. Finally, I pulled my face away from her and looking her deep in her eyes we both swallowed my seed at the same time.Sunday morning,I had told Cindy about my plan and she shared my wicked sense of humour about it.First of all I needed her to wear an outfit which showed off the tattoo’s, that she was so proud of. She hadn’t yet got her hair bleached, which was fine that was going to be another day.I put on my best suit and waited at the bottom of the stairs Cindy. She took my breath away when she came down the stairs. She looked incredibly hot. I held out my arm and said “ready for church darling” she giggled.This was going to be our first outing in our neighbourhood. Some men might have tried to hide what they were doing, but I figured word was going to get around anyway, people were going to gossip. And I hadn’t done anything wrong, if anybody asked I would just say the tattoos were a bimbo thing and the “daddy” referred to some old guy. I was just supporting my daughter in this difficult stage in her life. Plus I thought some religious influence might have a positive influence on my daughter’s choices in life. The reality was somewhat different. First of all my ex-wife was a member of this church and had ingratiated herself by attending every week and changing flowers on the Altar et cetera. It wouldn’t do her reputation any good when her fellow parishioners saw the daughter that she had abandoned had turned into a total slut.Also I wanted to mess with the priest. My ex wives husband was supposedly a very pious man and very good friends with the priest. So even though my bitch of an ex-wife was leaving her husband and daughter behind her the priest had supported her to the hilt. I was going to make him pay.Heads şırnak escort started turning the minute we went out the door. Families making their way to church looked stunned as they saw us walking along in the same direction. Young boys and teenagers sniggered, not taking their eyes off Cindy. A few men caught my eye and winked with approval. Obviously their wives looked in disgust.We got to the church and were greeted by the priest at the door. He flushed red and started to stammer “it’s a long time since we’ve seen you here Mr Green, are you sure you will be comfortable at our service today?” The hypocritical bastard, as he spoke those words, trying to exclude us from his service his eyes were glued to Cindy’s breasts. She knew what she was doing. She was going to make this man of God saw every bit of her body. She stepped back a little so he could see the tattoo. The guy almost fainted. There was no doubt that as he was giving today’s sermon would have a raging hard on.”Thank you for your consideration minister, but myself and Cindy will be coming to church every Sunday from now on, it will be great to set an example to other people in the community, don’t you think” with that I brushed past him and we slowly (well she was wearing 6 inch high heels) made our way to the front of the church.As I thought, my ex-wife was busying herself at the top of the church and her husband was standing there with his Bible in his hands. This was going to be so much fun. I walked straight up to where they were sitting and gestured for him to move in to make room for us. I leaned over to him and whispered “it would be so nice to worship as a family”. Deliberately I put Cindy beside him and the guy couldn’t stop from glancing down and over at Cindy’s breasts.My ex-wife then came down and facing the altar brushed past me to go and sit beside her husband. The excitement of knowing how I was going to fuck all these pious bastards up had given me an erection, and I made sure she felt it as she went to sit down.Mass went along as normal, but Cindy was really putting on a show. When she knelt down she made sure that the row behind her got a great view of her ass, but also the tattoo. I’m sure every guy who saw it was thinking very ungodly thoughts. When it came to giving the sign of peace, rather than shake hands myself and Cindy kissed each other on the lips and then despite their discomfort did the same with my ex and husband. I could she the bitch was furious , but also curious.When it came time for communion , I held back knowing my ex-wife and her husband would want to shuffle past us. I make sure she got an extra second or two of my cock rubbing against her ass. I could have sworn the dirty bitch lingered.Myself and Cindy waited until the very end so that when we walked up for communion everybody could see us, believe me they were watching. Cindy went first and I could see the priest shuffled uncomfortably. She held her hands below her breasts so that when the priest was placing the communion in her hands he would be tempted to touch her. Of course he did, as he was withdrawing his hand he brushed Cindy’s right breast with the back of his hand. In mock surprise Cindy’s head shot up and looking the priest in the eye gave him a wink. The devil’s work was done.By this stage I have a raging hard on, so I decided to lead Cindy to our seat, anybody who wanted to look, and that was everybody, could see my erection stretching the front of my trousers. Then they could see Cindy and her smoking hot body just behind me. Hopefully, lots of fathers turned their thoughts to availing of their daughters the way I was.Myself and Cindy walked out of the church. We made sure to make time for the priest who was bidding people farewell. I let Cindy go first and after she had shook escort bayan his hand I went up to him and whispered “I see you seem to have the same problem as every other man, it seems like everyone wants to fuck Cindy, but apparently she keeps it for her daddy” I said pointing out her tattoo.I couldn’t wait to get Cindy home and we rushed past the crowds to get into our house. Not having had enough of teasing everybody I decided we were going to put on a show. We went into the front room and immediately Cindy stripped naked. I told her to go up to the front window pressing her face and beautiful breasts against it. With that I went behind her and forced my monster into her pussy. She was already seeping, so in reality I slipped in very easily. They say power as an aphrodisiac and the way we had messed with everybody this morning gave me an incredible feeling of power. They all knew the reality that I was Cindy’s daddy in every way, but they wouldn’t do anything about it. And I was going to fuck her in front of our neighbours on their way home from church. As I was banging her furiously, Cindy made sure she put on a show for everybody who could see and hear us.”Oh yes daddy, give me your seed daddy, Fuck me daddy” she screamed. Then she started furiously rubbing her clitoris and within a minute we were both having powerful orgasms. Hers consisted of her ejaculating furiously down her legs and on the floor, mine with me trying to force as much myself into her cunt as possible, screaming in ecstasy. We both looked up and became aware of a group of mainly boys and men standing on the street gawping at us. When Cindy had regained her composure she blew them a kiss and then turned around and kneeling in front of me cleaned my cock. All I could think was “amen”Monday to Friday routine.I had pretty much figured out how I would like a normal week to go. In order to wake me gradually in the morning Cindy would start gently sucking my cock at around 7 AM. When I became conscious of it I would roll on my back and give her access to my anus and balls. Then, when I became fully awake she would give me a beautiful morning blow job. I would cum on her face, and depending on my mood we would then cum swap for 10 or 15 minutes. I know many of you will think this is incredibly perverted, maybe I’m a faggott, but to be honest I don’t care. My years of absorbing every type of sexual expression on X hamster convinced me that if something gave you sexual pleasure then you should do it. Plus, please don’t judge me until you’ve swapped your own cum with your stunning bimbo daughter.I would then go to work for a few hours while Cindy busied herself with her beauty routine. That consisted of 90 minutes in the gym, then attending to any beauty treatment she needed. In the first week that included laser hair removal, nails, hair bleaching and wig fitting.I would come home at around 3 PM for the rest of the day. Before I got home I would text her a photo of one over outfits which I expected her to be wearing when I got home. She loved dressing up for me, and most of these outfits were identical to outfits worn by bimbos in my favourite videos and galleries X Hamster. So obviously there was a sentimental attachment.If the weather was good we might go out to the garden and sunbathe naked. Once or twice a week people would call around to the house for work or deliveries. To give myself, Cindy and them a kick I would leave the front door open so that they could let themselves in. Then I would either make sure that Cindy was between my legs sucking my cock (that took up an hour or so every day) or just sitting on my lap with my cock impaled in her ass or cunt, slowly grinding me. It gave us both a great kick to shock whoever might be coming over.At least once a week I would come on Cindy’s face and then go for a walk with her in the neighbourhood.And so we settled into our version of the quiet domesticated life. But I had plans which I shared with Cindy, which I knew would spice up our life no end.More to follow.if you enjoyed, please thumbs up, and I love your comments

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