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 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’s Bed and Breakfast Daydreams…

Assignment: We are to go on an overnight vacation together soon. We will have jacuzzi, a large bed, and a room to ourselves. Be a good girl and use that dirty imagination. 
Such an open assignment frightens me…and it gives me lots to day dream about. But I want to prove to you I’ve been a [...]

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bettie has a bedtime

Poor Mr. X. He hasn’t been feeling right at all lately and had to take narcotic level pain killers which put him to bed early. 
I don’t do well without my nightly pre-bed phone call. I’ve heard my man’s voice as I drift off to sleep every night for nearly seventeen months. And though I do [...]

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