Bettie’s Dirty Little Fantasy

I spent my whole day cock-hungry and cum thirsty. Why when I miss you the most to I desire the most degrading things you can offer?
I’ve laid in bed all day, fingers dancing around the lips of my pussy, trying to remain a good girl, as oh, so much dampness settles in. Yet, every time [...]

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Bettie Likes Blow Jobs

Have I mentioned how very, very much I love sucking cock?
I’m sorry, I’ll be more specific, Mr X. I absolutely love sucking your cock. 
Given, I love your big beautiful cock in anyway I can get it. Dragged across my body, smashed against my face, crammed between my gigantess tits, fucking them mercilessly. And in my body. [...]

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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 Loves You

I’d been in a generally weepy mood all day. Getting bad medical news can do that a girl. Sometimes, I feel less like a person and more like an experiment gone horribly wrong. Like a human medical textbook, not a person at all, and even less so, a feminine anything. 
But I am not a person. [...]

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Bettie Likes It On Top

There are a great many things that Mr. X does that can get me wet within moments.
There’s  the immediate rush when I feel of his cock pressed into my back – or stomach depending how we’re laying – as casual touching turns more intense.
There’s slow, creeping desire as I sit on the floor by his [...]

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Bettie Needs Tough Love

There are times when Bettie needs tough love. Thank goodness Mr. X knows just how to give it to her…..
All has not been well in Bettie land. From work to play, I’ve been dragging. And moping. And whining. Such gloomy moods have not been lost on Mr. X, who I am embarrassed to say, has been [...]

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service, with a smile

From a very young age, I knew two very important things about myself: I have a very sick body, and a very sick mind. …Of course, I’ve always rather liked having the later. And, as I’ve grown, both body and mind have only got sicker. 
From a young girl with doctors notes to get out of [...]

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