Domestic Bimbo Supplements

What do you want? For me to be an obedient, eager to cook and clean, baby-wanting mistress of yours? PUH-LEASE! I’ll never wear an apron! Or high heels. Or a mini skirt! You want a slut, a baby-having slut! You don’t want a woman with her own mind or a cause to fight for or an opinion! You want me to be at your beck and call, to…

…what? You have what for me? What’s this? An herbal supplement? Is it organic? Is it natural? Oh, all right then. That’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for me. A gift? You’ve never… well, I won’t bother you then. Go back to work, honey.

I’ll leave you alone in your office. What? Oh, I must not have called you “honey.” You know I wouldn’t do that…

Uggh… I’m going to lie down.

Honey! It’s really, really urgent!

It’s more important than that stuff you’re doing with those letters… or words. Are they letters or…

My head kinda hurts…

Ugh! Stop making me think!

I need your opinion on my titties!

Like, my bra strap is showing. Is it slutty, or is it sexy?

I know, you’re my boyfriend. So I have to look respectible, but also, like someone could just fuck me?

‘Cuz then, it makes you look good!

And that’s why I’m here, right? You buy me things so I can make you look good!

From Tara Tainton: Unknowingly Transforming into the Overly Delightful Housewife You Always Wanted

Unquestionably, the best money I ever spent on porn.