Candi looked down and tried to read her tits again. “Tmmmfmmm,” she mumbled, trying to sound the word out despite the cock gag in her mouth that muffled the words and made enunciation nearly impossible. She knew that it started with a ‘tuh’ sound, and the big round ‘oh’ was always an easy one. But did that 'a’ after the second ’t’ say its own name, or did it make an 'ahhh’ sound? She held up the smart phone again, aware that she was kind of showing Master her tits but unable to think of another way to look at her own boobies without flipping the letters around or turning them upside down. That made them too hard to read.
'Total’! She smiled around the stubby silicone cock between her lips, proud of herself for figuring it out all on her own. Candi couldn’t ask Master right now, not with the gag in–she’d need to work all the words out for herself. Now, did she go down her tit to the next word, or across her tit to the next word? Maybe she should try to figure them out first, then try to get clues from con… cont… from the stuff around them. Both words started with a 'buh’ sound and that letter that looked like a pair of boobs…. Candi decided to go down. Master was always telling her to do that and she always liked the way it felt.
It was a 'buh’, then either an 'ih’ or an 'eye’, and then a–a yummy noise, her distracted brain supplied, too fogged up by the throb in her cunt to remember the name of the letter. 'Buh-ih-mmmm….’ Candi almost lost the thread for a moment as her fingers dipped between her thighs to rub her slick pussy, but then she saw the next 'buh’ and knew that she was looking at one of her fave words. 'Bimbo’! 'Total bimbo’. That made lots of sense! Master’s hypno did make her a total bimbo! Candi beamed with pride around her gag, so pleased she barely even noticed for a moment how horny she was.
Then there was the other word. 'Buh-rrrr,’ that was 'brrr’, like the shivers. 'Brr-ay-nnn-eee’? No. Wait. That was a thing Master told her sometimes when she got hypno’d to be really dumb and needed help with the letters. Sometimes 'e’ just hid in funny places and didn’t make a sound. 'Brrane’. Oh! Brane! Like, that thing of Candi’s that Master hypno’d out! Candi’s brane! Oh, but there was more. A 'llllll’ sound, and then another 'e’ but this one wasn’t hiding, and then a couple of hissy snakes. That made 'lllessss’. Braneless! Oh, right! Candi was totez brainless for Master! She was a total braneless bimbo… or a total bimbo braneless… or, um… right. One more word.
Candi slowly worked out the 'fuh’ sound, made by the 'fffff’ and the 'uhhhhh’ that made her think about the way her head sometimes just ran out of think and she needed to make that noise until she got more. It took her a second or two to remember that 'c’ and 'k’ together made a really hard 'kkkk’ sound, and then she pieced together that she was reading 'fuck’ and she got super distracted for a few seconds thinking of Master fucking her. She finally got it together just long enough to read the 'tuh-ohh-yyy’ and get 'toy’ before her mind descended into a whirl of confusion. Was she a total bimbo and a braneless fucktoy? Or was she a total braneless bimbo fucktoy? Which was right? Which was best?
Then she remembered. Right was whatever Master said it was, and best was rubbing herself stupid and waiting for Master to get here and tell her what to think. She didn’t need to worry about anything else. Candi smiled, drool smearing the words she didn’t even recall writing as she edged herself deeper into obedience.
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