Author: Belle

Cyber Sugar Baby

Posted 1 year ago by Belle

Cyber Sugar Baby

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I’m seeking a man with plenty of disposable income. Not someone who lives comfortably and can afford to splurge on an appetizer, now and then. This cyber sugar baby deserves a filthy rich man with a bulging wallet.

It’s understood that you can’t trust anyone when you’re wealthy. I know you’re constantly questioning whether or not people are in your life because they enjoy your company or just because of your bank account. Daddy, you won’t have to wonder when it comes to me. Our relationship will be strictly transactional, and you’ll love every minute.

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Losers shower me with gifts all the time. In fact, sometimes I take their whole paychecks because I’m more important than them putting food on the table. However, since it’s the season of giving, I thought I’d be showering one notable loser with a homemade gift. Watch me pull down my skirt and peel down my panties as I squat over your open mouth.

That’s right, a lemonade shower made by the one and only Bad Bitch Belle. Are you fucking salivating for it already? You’re fucking disgusting.

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Bad Bitch Belle's Human Ashtray

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I love smoking. Sure, it’s not good for you, and when pussies walk by, they gag from the smell, but you aren’t a pussy, are you? No, you are my little human ashtray. I’m so hot, and you are nothing but property, a butt receptacle. Crawl over here and open that disgusting mouth of yours.

When you waddle over between my long, slender legs, I laugh at how your pot belly sits on your thighs. I can’t even see your tiny little hardon even though you’re naked. Say, “Ahhh,” you dirty bitch.

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In The Stairwell

Posted 1 year ago by Belle

In The Stairwell

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During my third class, I was bored and horny. The teacher is some old hag who can’t even stand up straight and always has food stains on her white button blouse. I raised my hand and asked to use the bathroom, but that wasn’t where I was going. I needed to escape for just a while.

The back stairwell in the school is like never used. So I shoved the heavy door open, looking behind me to make sure no one in the empty hallways would catch a glimpse of where I was going. I was in the clear. I skipped down a flight of steps to sit on the first landing.

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My Personal Wallet

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Listen, it isn’t that difficult to understand why you’ve become my personal wallet. I’m hot, and you’re pathetic. We both know you couldn’t get my attention if you were broke, and the only thing that makes me smile is spending your money. Sure, I have my own, but why should I spend mine when I can spend yours?

Every time you see me, remind yourself that you exist just to pay my bills. To buy me coffee and spoil me.

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The colored, dried leaves drifted on the crisp breeze to dance around my feet as I strutted across the campus. My parents couldn’t handle my wild ways, so they sent me to this frigid New England Boarding school that was supposed to reform me into some fucking lady. The student body was all female, so they assumed the chances of me getting knocked up again were lower than if they’d sent me anywhere else.

I glanced at the map in my hand and made my way to the building circled in red. Meeting with the Headmaster was the first thing on my list before I could enter my new dorm. Dear old Dad had been college buddies with the Headmaster and supposedly spilled all my dirty secrets in order to have the necessary strings pulled to get me in.

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