Bettie Misses Your Touch

Ooooh Mr. X, it’s been far too many weeks since my unworthy body has felt the absolute pleasure your fingers so powerfully yield. 
I miss waking up in the middle of the night to feel you lightly caressing my hardening nipples, your hand gripping my ass tighter and tighter as you impatiently try to get me [...]

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Bettie’s Back. And she brought toys.

Oh, I have been away too long. Did you miss me? 
In truth, while Miss Bettie did recently get the best orgasm of her life (more on that soon, I promise), all in all, her box springs haven’t been seein’ too much action of late.
I’ve been sick. Mr. X has been sick. And while I’m always, [...]

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Bettie’s Begging For It

Bettie’s still on orgasm lock down. 
My poor, poor pussy has been left abandoned for days. Wet. Swollen. Empty. I’ve been horny as fuck and with nothing to show for it or stick in it. The fact that I have a nasty habit of busting my vibrators doesn’t help either. 
Nor does my latest fantasy. 
It’s become a [...]

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Bettie’s Been Having Good Dreams

I had a sex dream the other night. The timing is right, I suppose, since its been about 12 days since I’ve gotten laid. And while there’s been a particularly amazing phone session –  in which I came with such an intense passion that  it took a full five minutes for my pussy stop convulsing, my power [...]

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Bettie’s Birthday Spankings

In nothing but his t-shirt and my lacy red panties, I leaned over the sink, washing out his dishes and humming happily. How I love taking care of my Mr. X. 
I smiled as I saw him walk through the living room, towards the kitchen, proud he could see me being his good little maid. 
He came [...]

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Bettie’s Orgasm Report

Three nights ago, Mr. X was too tired to listen to me cum and mandated that I masturbate on my own and report back to him about the experience.
At first I was thrown, to the point of near-tears. In the 18 months that I have been his, I might have climaxed on my own [...]

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Bettie, Without Her Panties

I love rules. Rules are like being bound and tied…but in an even more exillerating way. Hard to believe there’s anything sexier than the thrill of hands crossed and pushed above the head, held together by handcuffs or ropes, or – shiver – red, plastic bondage tape, but it’s true, there is. Being forced, not by [...]

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Bettie, Covered in You

I have been so horny lately. 
I’ve been completely swollen clit, pussy drenched in my own wetness, hardly can keep my hands out of my panties horny. I’ve been obsessively shopping for red lace up corsets on-line horny. I’ve been spending every free moment thinking about being face fucked by you – me kneeling between your legs, [...]

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Bettie Hates It When You Don’t Let Her Come

Orgasm denial. The worst trick Mr. X ever learned. 
Mr. X was feeling extra lovey tonight and in spite of myself I was get into it. My sweet master, so vulnerable, so loving. He said I’ve never been interested in anyone the way I’m interested in you. Before it’s been I’d fuck a girl, but as [...]

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Bettie Wants You to Put It in Her

I admit it. I have a fetish.
I can hear Mr. X laughing from here. You, a fetishist? Go on. 
But no darling, not the ones you already know and understand. You’ve already explored and exploited my desire to be spanked, to submit, to spend hours sucking your cock, to be your little slut, your maid, your [...]

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