Author: Belle

Bad Bitch Belle's Christmas Wish List

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It’s the middle of November, and I’m ready to start sending out my fucking Christmas wish list. I’m an expensive fucking habit, and all you addicted losers better spoil me like I deserve! I’m not a modest girl who settles for holiday wishes or season greetings. No. I want gifts!

Expensive fucking gifts! Perfumes and designer handbags. I want shoes, lots of them. The same pair in every color of the rainbow, and I want spa gift certificates because, hello, I fucking deserve to be pampered!

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Daddy'll Do Anything Just To Watch

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Having my tight, teen body around the house all the time is making you crazy. I genuinely enjoy watching you struggle to keep your erection hidden from my mom. In fact, that’s why I’ve been asking to sit on your lap at breakfast. She thinks it’s cute we’re bonding so well, but that isn’t all you want to do with your new stepdaughter, is it?

I opened your laptop to check my school email, and I saw you were looking up Daddy/daughter porn. So you want to fuck me, do you, Daddy? I’ll be you’d do anything just to watch me undress. I mean, obviously, but I think I want to force you to admit it. Continue reading “Daddy’ll Do Anything Just To Watch” →

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From the moment we met, it was inevitable. We both knew you’d become my cash slave. The cards were stacked against you. I’m a manipulative, beautiful little bitch, and your inability to control your little prick makes it impossible for you to keep your wallet closed.

The only value you possess is in your wallet, and you know it, which makes it easier for both of us. There is no pretending that I like you or that I’d ever be into you. No, you know better. You aren’t that stupid. Yet, you invite me on your lap, stuffing twenties, fifties, and the occasional hundred-dollar bill into my bra, and I wiggle against you so we both get what we want.

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My nemesis is the Headmaster at the boarding school my parents sent me to. He’s on a mission to reform me into a polite young lady who adds value to society, but I just want to be bad. I guess he didn’t appreciate the gift I got him as a thank-you for letting me in. I hired a mariachi band to follow the Headmaster around for my first day, and it wasn’t more than a few hours after they arrived that he found me.

He burst through the door of my second period, band in tow, and pulled me out of class. He marched me down the hall and made me dismiss the band so they wouldn’t have to witness my punishment.

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