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 A Week Away From Fucking You

I know I promised, or should I say was ordered, to make biweekly posts. But all has not been well in Bettie land, and between car accidents and serious allergic reactions to medications, my kind Mr. X forgave my misstep of only producing a singular posting last week. 
But I don’t imagine I should come to [...]

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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 to be Forced

I want to be forced. 
Mr. X laughs at me over this. 
Like anyone would have to force you, he chuckles, brushing strands of hair away from my face. He’s so good at confounding me – being absolutely sweet when I so badly want to be pushed down and fucked until friction melts the criss-cross pattern of [...]

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