Gloss on, brain gone 💅
Omggg hiiii hehe 💕 so like… the first thing I do every single day is slather on my favorite lip gloss (it’s called Slut Juice, btw) and then I just… stop thinking like a real Second Life bimbo, for real. POOF! Just gloss and giggles and maybe a craving or five.
Then I say one of my bimbo mantras out loud like a good dumb girl. Today I picked: “Thinkin’s hard. Suckin’s easy.” Mmm it’s so true, right?? Like babe if I wanted to use my brain I’d be doing taxes or some gross smart girl thing.
Nooope. Not me. If I could think, I wouldn’t be a bimbo. I’d be like… running for President or whatever it is boring people do. But instead I’m here being hot and dumb and sooo ready for whatever Daddy wants. Teehee.
OH! Speaking of dumb slutty things!! My lil venue in Second Life Bimbo Bimbology is sooo fun now! I even got this, like, super cute cum dispenser added. So when I’m not logged in, all the hot Daddies and Sirs and Misters can walk in, pump their load into the tank, and fill it up just for me.
Sooo when I do log in, I run straight over to it on all fours, obvi, and chug that bucket of bimbo fuel like the dumb thirsty thing I am.
And ummm if you don’t think that’s sexy then you’re def on the wrong site teehee 😘 Because I think it’s like… the hottest thing ever and I wanna live inside that tank tbh.
Okay soooo like… Daddy Decimus came by the other day (hi Daddy if you’re reading this teehee 💋) and OMFG he used me sooo rough and sooo hard just like he promised! I was in my lil Bimbo Bimbology classroom yes I have a desk, duh and instead of learning anything (ew thinking?? no thanks), I got bent over that desk like the dumb lil educational tool I am and he pounded the lesson into me.
He told me he was gonna make me a messy lil slut and like… mission accomplished Daddy!!! There were moans and drool and soooo much slapping, and I’m pretty sure my brain just unplugged from reality and floated off into Bimbo Space.
And like honestly?? That’s the joy of the Second Life Bimbo lifestyle It’s not just about outfits and makeup and squealing in all caps (even though that’s totally part of it!!). It’s about logging in and being used by hot, mean, bossy Masters who don’t ask, they take. And I get to be the dumb bimbo thing they ruin in the cutest, sluttiest way possible.
Second Life is where I go to not be smart. It’s where I get turned into a glossy little toy that squeaks instead of speaks. And it’s sooooo healing, like bimbo therapy but with more spit.
And guess whattt? Daddy Decimus wanted his pic in my lil Used Gallery (yes, that’s a thing!!! I’m like soooo proud of it hehe). So now he’s up there looking all dominant and sexy and like he totally owns me… which, duh, he did Go peek at him! He’s in the Hall of Fame of my holes.
You should come visit me tooooo!! 🎀 I hang out at Bimbo Bimbology all the time, just walking in circles with no panties and even fewer thoughts. I love meeting new Daddies and getting filled up for funsies. You can even leave a lil sticky comment on my blog (slut feedback!!), or check out my Bimbo Mantras to help you enter full-blown thot mode 💖
Come use or just giggle with me. It’s what the Second Life Bimbo dream is all about, baby.
Now keep reading my other pages… there’s more dumb slut wisdom where that came from