Bad Girl Betty’s Blog

I am sure one of the reasons is because we have better material for our clothing. Sure, you may have some nice stuff, but can you really wear all silk and get away with it? Do you have satin dress shirts? HA What if you are a blue-collar worker? The opportunity is even less, then. Lace with your construction boots? Probably not…

So, when a sexy guy calls me ( 1-800-TO-FLIRT, ext. 01741105) and wants to dress up in My panties, or go shopping for his own bra, I am 100% all for it! I love touching your hard hairy body through the silk- and if we can shave you nice and smooth, it’s going to feel even better. Can you imagine my hand stroking you through the soft satin panties as you begin to throb? I love that….don’t you?

What is even more fun is the boy who doesn’t know how good these things feel until I wrap his shaft in satin and stroke it, taking him so close, then sliding those panties on him before I go any further. Sliding my stockings up his legs….Fastening my bra over his hard little nipples…and him just going crazy with the feeling…

Give me a call, sweetie, and lets play in the lingerie!

Betty

I sure have been gone a while, almost all summer…..Things have taken a kinky turn around here, and hubby and I are exploring new horizons in our relationship, and I have been exploring all the possibilities afforded to Me by this new lifestyle.Yes, I am still Dominant! That will never change! I still am happily married. Now, though, we have come to the understanding that size is, in fact, important, and I demand more. I want, I crave, a nice long cock, a well hung stud, who will do as I say, and remember to please Me before he is allowed pleasure. Granted, sometimes my pleasure is in rocking his world, but it is up to Me the path we take.

One of My friends said I have been feasting at a buffet of boys….Doesn’t that sound yummy?

Talk to you soon, Darling!!!

Betty

XO

As I outlined in Part Two, My dominant power emanates from My innate ability to tease My slaves. Now, I will reveal some detail as to My technique. Everything begins with My eyes staring at you, into you, hypnotizing you, making you tremble to feel My power. After that, My lips, gently parting, soft and delicious, filling you with desire to know how I might use them. Sometimes I bite My lower lip and, other times, I lick My upper lip. At all times, you crave the feeling of them on your body. My tongue, so talented, infinite in it’s motion and ability to turn your flesh into gelatin for me to devour, is so sensual that the mere sight of it drives you insane with hunger to feel it’s wetness on your skin. My face, so lovely and fair, leaves you breathless and full of need to serve at My feet.

I use My lovely, medium-length red nails as implements of control. All ten nails contrast against My body’s creamy soft skin as I move them slowly all over My body, showcasing every curve that you admire unblinkingly. I lick My fingers and My nails shine while I gently massage My nipples, making little circles until they get hard. I spread out My hands, My nails moving gradually down My flat tummy, driving you wild with wonder, wanting to see what is under My skirt. I slowly unzip it and let it fall to the floor and slip My pinky fingernails delicately underneath the waistband of My lacey panties.

What happens next? Find out in Part Four soon.

I know what you want. My panties make you crazy with desire, even jealousy, for being so close to my clean-shaven bit of wet pink. Perhaps, if you are good, I will sit you down and stand in front of you while I slowly tease off my mini-skirt. “Mmmmm,” you hum to yourself, thinking about how much closer you are to my sweetly fragrant black, lacy g-strings, perfectly wrapped around my supple round hips. Wait, I want to take off my push-up bra first and smile at you as I lick my fingers and massage my nipples until they get hard.

I step even closer as I slide my red fingernails down my flat tummy and sneak my pinkies underneath my waistband. I turn and gently slip my g-strings down an inch and then bring them back up, tucked snugly in the sensual fold of my crack. I turn around and face you again, and bring my panties down further, almost revealing what you can’t wait to taste, let alone even see. I show you my hot ass again, this time letting the delicate fabric fall to my knees, dramatically, as I run my fingernails all over my perfect cheeks. I rub my smooth, stocking-encased legs together and let the g-strings fall to my feet. I raise them up with the tip of my shoe, pluck them off with two fingers, and hang them above your head for a few moments before letting them fall softly about your cheeks, mouth and nose. You close your eyes, deeply inhale my scent from the wet spot, and I grin with satisfaction as I admire how well my panties fit on your face. Now, you are mine.

My feminine power has made you sweetly dizzy with desire for the moment when I will let your lips envelop my silky pink folds. Get addicted to the smell of my panties. Then you can prove how well you can please me.

The art of the tease is something that I hold precious within My heart, beating steadily under My perfect bosom. The slave yearns for the feeling of My power over him and I most powerfully dictate his actions via the denial of that which man so helplessly feels the need for: his orgasm. Don’t misunderstand Me. It’s not that I rigidly and ruthlessly maintain a “no cum” policy (unless that is what truly speaks to the slave’s personality), but more specifically, I use the power of My beauty and intelligence to bring My pet to it’s knees, feeling finally found as he becomes My play-toy to torture and mentally entrap under My perfect thumbnail.

The tease is the essential basis for all feminine power, but it is not simply a matter of exploiting this advantage for it’s own sake. My pets quickly understand when talking to Me that I am also teasing Myself, extending exquisite moments of pleasure and pain, making Myself more hot and turned on with each lingering, unblinking stare down into the slave’s eyes as I stand above him. The need for this treatment to continue and grow makes the slave weaker and weaker with each second of his existence at My beautifully pedicured toes as he pines to simply touch each luscious curve of My powerful legs as they stand guard and form a gateway to My body’s mysteries.

I will wrap you around My finger and you will strive to do what is necessary to stay there and submitting to My sweet torturous control of your orgasm will set you free to be My little helpless victim. My pleasure is your reward and nothing else should matter to you. Call Me, beg to kiss My feet, and wait for your next command, slave.

Stay tuned for more specific details of the tease in Part Three.

My husband is such a lucky man. He has been blessed with a wife who is not only open to bringing another woman into his bed, but who actively pursues threesomes, foursomes, and moresomes. The first time it went down, he and I were having a nice, quiet dinner out when I noticed an old friend eating alone. I will call her Veronica. After asking her over to join us and having a few laughs catching up throughout dinner, I convinced her to come back home with us to have a few drinks. My intuition told me that she had opened up over the years and that we had a certain chemistry that I could taste in the air.

While my husband was out of the room, making more cocktails, I sat down beside her on the couch and took her hand in mine, caressing it softly, and told her that she had gotten more beautiful since she turned 30. She blushed and smiled shyly, but didn’t take her eyes off mine. I leaned in slowly and seductively, parting my lips slightly just inches away from her panting mouth. Gentle kissing leading to both of us moving our hands up each other’s legs and under our dresses happened naturally and softly, yet it didn’t take long for us to become very passionate and I made the move to pull her dress up over her head. She then did the same for me and I wrapped my left leg, encased in sheer black thigh-highs, over hers.

My husband returned with drinks and was stopped in his tracks. Hearing him chuckle with satisfaction, I pointed at him, snapped my fingers, and directed his eyes down toward my black pumps without missing a beat, my tongue still down her throat and my hands now pulling her 36C breasts out of her lacy red bra. He knew what that finger snap meant. He stripped and got on his knees in front of us and watched in awe as Betty and Veronica continued heating each other up.

I pushed her down flat on her back and slipped off her red panties while she unhooked her bra. I then stood and stripped out of my black push-up bra and g-strings, but left my stockings and pumps on. I climbed on top of her, hovering my hips over her sweet, full lips and wet tongue. As I started to fondle her soft natural breasts, she began to gently move her tongue inside me while my husband sat crouched, stroking himself.

That’s just the tip of the iceberg. Want to know more about Betty and Veronica? I bet you would like to know what pleasures my husband ended up having in that first amazing threesome. Call me now to find out!

Check back for more tawdry tales of three or more in my bed.

You want to know what makes me wet? Tee-hee! I could write a book, but I will try to limit it to five basics for this blog entry.

1. A man who is smart and sexy, NOT cocky. This kind of man knows how to relax and be himself and allow me to express my unlimited capacity for sensuality. He knows when to shut up and kiss me. He knows that extensive foreplay creates the best climaxes for both of us and he is not intimidated by my desire to sometimes dominate him.

2. A liberated woman with beautiful eyes and sexy legs. This kind of a woman knows she has it from head to toe and that her gaze can launch a thousand ships. I am more than willing to let a woman like this take control of me and ravage me from head to toe, following some rather extensive body worship. She knows how to wear lingerie, stockings, and high heels in a classy and sexy way and she won’t let socially stagnant homophobia deny her the pleasure of femme on femme 69. Delicious!

3. A man with tight buns and stamina. Premature ejaculators need not apply. I want a man who is gallant and knows that pleasing the woman first will lead to the greatest pleasure for him in the long run. He is in shape and ready to keep up with my capacity to make love all night and he knows that it’s not the size that counts as much as what you do with it. Sure, size matters, but talent will get you in this girl’s wet g-string contest.

4. Any partner, man or woman, who knows how to tease and be teased. This person understands the need for self-control when it comes to sex and they realize that we can work together to build the tension to a boiling point and keep it there for hours. Slow strip-teases, sensual full-body touching, mutual oral pleasure, and improvisational love-making are the surest ways to make my heart skip a beat and keep my panties damp and fragrant.

5. A man who wants to taste me all over and inside out. This man wants to feel me pleasure every inch of his body and every hole that he has with my talented tongue and lips and he is just as eager to treat me the same way. He uses his brain, his mouth, and his hands to explore all of me and he reaps the dividends in the end. What usually follows a liaison of this sort is his declaration, “that is the most fantastic orgasm I have ever had”. Believe me, gentle readers, you want to make me wet because it will lead to rewards that you will never forget.

I must say that I am very happy that so many slaves have chosen to serve Me. Nothing pleases Me more than a good slave on his knees at My feet. Of course, it is unfortunate that so many who would deign to label themselves “slaves” or submissives have so little understanding of the meaning of essential nature of service. I therefore feel compelled to educate potential future servants who read My blog so that the confused will be able to serve Me properly. This entry shall be Part One of Mistress Betty’s class on slave ettiquette, “How to Worship Me”. Study it well, My pets.

Do not misunderstand the complexity of My personality. I love sex. I love My husband. I love to have fun and explore new sensual and sexual horizons. Just because I take callers who wish to explore fantasies that do not involve My dominant side does not mean that the true submissive cannot find comfort in the control of My penetrating gaze. I warn you: once I have stared into your soul and bathed your psyche in the warm control of My sensual voice, there will be no turning back.

First and foremost, little one, remember who rules here: Mistress Betty and no one else. Always conduct yourself with deep respect and tact when you call Me and you will thrive under My tutelage. This includes always leaving five-star feedback for each and every call you place with Me, as well as writing glowing written feedback. Every woman loves to be praised. A well-crafted turn of phrase entailing your undying worship of Me is capable of making Me wet. LOL!

Do not ever assume that your pleasure comes before mine. I am not here to perform “dominant duties” to make your little clitty-cock hard so remember that you will find the greatest turn-on in seeing that I am pleased first. The male orgasm is an impatient beast that must be tamed for Woman’s purpose and, once you understand this notion through the bliss of serving Me, only then will you be “free” to become the best slave you can be. By continuously dedicating yourself to perfecting your role as My pet, you will further enhance that warm, fuzzy feeling of inner peace that only comes from fulfilling your destiny as My powerless boy-toy.

I will mold you into the sort of slave that befits My elegance, intelligence, grace, and power. I will use your inherently weak nature to serve My needs and you will thank Me for it with each thought you have and every breath you take, both in word and deed. I will erase whatever confused, aimless memories you had before you met Me and create you anew, to be used over and over again to suit My delicious whims and you will thank Me for it, begging for more and more as you sink deeper and deeper into My beautiful cauldron of control. I will own you and you will desire nothing more than to please Me forever.

Part Two coming soon!