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 Loves Your Cum

I love cum. 
I love swallowing cum. I love the way it fills my mouth, how it slides down my throat. Mr. X’s cum has this amazingly mild taste – bitter but not caustic, enough to put me in my place without hurting me. 
I love when Mr. X comes inside me. The idea of being deposited [...]

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Bettie’s An Orgasm Showoff

Bettie’s on a bit of a punishment.
I haven’t exactly been a bad girl, but I think we can all agree I haven’t been on my best submissive behavior.
To begin with, I’m a multiorgasmic kind of girl. I always have been. (I think all people who truly love sex must experience it in a super/multiorgasmic kind of [...]

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Bettie’s Sick of Quickies

Mr. X has been ignoring me. 
To be fair, he’s been busy. Family around. Not feeling well. I understand. I understand, I understand. At least that’s what I say. I’m trying to understand. 
I’m a needy little thing though. The past two nights have been the kind of rough quickies that satisfy that physical need but not [...]

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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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Bettie, The Voice on the Other End of the Phone

I like to be objectified. 
Mr. X knows this, but sometimes I wonder if he gets it. I want to be the thing that gets him off, his silly little, living, breathing fucktoy. And I feel like it sometimes – when he rubs my legs and butt, when he cops a feel because he can, when [...]

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Bettie’s Never Been Good At Waiting

Bettie needs to get fucked, to be pinned down, with her body smothered in equal parts kisses and bruises. 
Mr. X is sure to be angry over having been parted from his girl for so long, and I expect I’ll soon feel it. I’ve been a bad girl, keeping myself so far away, not being available for [...]

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