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| Single, gainfully employed dominant male here. I've been kinky for as long as I can remember, and probably longer. My adult relationships have all been based in elements of kink, in one form or another.
I've decided my next relationship will be the creation, training, and enslavement of a bimbo.
Yes, I mean bimbo. The final product depends a great deal on the clay, as any potter will tell you, but in essence we're talking about the stereotypical silicone-enhanced bundle of raw sexuality, outwardly concerned only with her appearance and her next sexual use, nymphomaniacally narcissistic and intensely sexually submissive.
I understand that it is both demeaning and degrading to women in general that the bimbo even exists as an element of male fantasy. I readily acknowledge that turning any woman into a creature like this contains elements of misogyny and adolescent indulgence. However - I want a bimbo, and I usually get what I want from life.
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