Yes but Betsie still has to do it again

Lexi was starting to get wet. She had watched Betsie slutty performance twice now. Lexi was not a lesbian but she was getting turned on by Betsie's performance. She knew the reason: dominance. At school Lexi liked to dominate other students but nothing compared to this. Betsie had to do what she said, exactly what she said not matter how degrading. Lexi knew Betsie would rather die than have people see that first video. When the second video came, Lexi watched it with one hand in her panties. Again Betsie looked like a complete slut but Lexi was getting off on the power she had. And now she was going to use that power. 'U can do better slut. I want 2 see more of the banana in your twat. Do it again.' Lexi waited. "You fucking bitch!" Even though Lexi was still downstairs she could hear Betsie scream. Lexi smiled and went back to work on her clit.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH!" Betsie screamed when she read Lexi's message. She was lying naked on her bed waiting for the go ahead for video number three. Instead that cow was making her do it again all because the banana wasn't deep enough. 'Does that bitch not know how painful it is shoving a banana in your pussy dry?' thought Betsie. 'Fuck! I would love to shove a fuckin' bunch of bananas up her cunt. Turn her fucking insides yellow. Hmmm that would be feel good.' It suddenly hit Betsie why it was felling good, her right hand had somehow made its way to between her legs. She was trying to lubricate herself. 'Fuck it! If I have to do it again I may as well enjoy it.' With that her left hand joined in.

After five minutes Betsie went looking through her wardrobe with one hand while the other stayed between her legs. She was just doing enough to keep herself on edge then her eye saw it. It was a shimmer of light but she knew what she would be wearing. Betsie didn't know whether it was her choice or whether she just agreed with her puppet body but she knew how fuckable she looked in that black dress. It was the kind of dress that you needed to be careful getting in and out of taxis with, or sitting down, or even going up stairs. To say it was short was an understatement but Betsie knew her legs looked fucking amazing in it. It showed a generous amount of cleavage too. It was a dress with some great memories. However every time she left the house wearing the dress Betsie had worn thick black tights. This was so her mum would actually let her go out but the first chance Betsie got, she was straight in the bathroom and her tights were straight in her handbag so she could enjoy herself properly. For an instant Betsie forgot what she was going to be doing next. Her hand shot from her crotch to get her sparkly handbag, it just completed her dress. Now she wanted to get dressed because she knew she would look sooo fuckable. Betsie knew Kai would not be able to keep his hands to himself. Then her heart sank, Betsie remembered why she was modelling for him.

Looking at herself in the full length mirror, Betsie once again marvelled at how amazing her legs looked. The dress came down to the bottom of her ass. The only thing below that were 5" shiny black heels. Betsie started the video in selfie mode. "Hi Kai," said Betsie, again her voice dripping with sex appeal. "Just 'cos I'm not with you today doesn't mean I can't think about you." She switched to mirror view. "And I hope you're thinking about me. Are you thinking what a classy lady I am?" Betsie did have to admit she did look classy. The combination of heels, dress and handbag made her look stylish. Even the way she held her phone looked good. Betsie struck a few poses but none that were unladylike. She continued, "Are you thinking here's a lady I would take to a fine restaurant? Are you thinking here's a lady I would take to home to meet my family? Are you thinking here's a lady whose honour I would defend in public?" It might of been her imagination but Betsie looked more sophisticated now then when she started videoing. Her poise was more graceful, her hair more styled. She was starting to feel very good about herself. That soon changed.

"But we both know that's a lie. We both know that I'm no lady but a massive slut. Look how my tits are ready to fall out." Betsie bent forward and began shaking her tits. The looked ready to spill out of her dress. "I'm that slutty I don't even wear a bra." Betsie grabbed the top of her dress and lowered, proving she wasn't wearing a bra and setting her tits free. The reason Betsie wasn't wearing a bra was the dress only had thin straps, she never wore a bra with it. However now it looked like the reason she never wore a bra was because she was a slut. "Oops," she said standing after giving her tits a good shake. Both nipples remained on show. Betsie just shrugged, "Well it's not like this slut is shy not." She dropped her handbag to her feet. "But what's a slut with out a slut drop?" Before it registered with Betsie what was going to happen, she was on her way down. The image in the mirror had no class about it. The girl there had her tits out, her knees pointing in opposite directions and her black panties were on show for the whole world to see. She had none of the class left from a minute ago.

Betsie done two more slut drops before turning around so her phone could record her slut drop behind. She done three of those before facing the mirror once more. "Any slut can do a slut drop but only a true slut does a super slut drop," Betsie said sexily. Outside she looked calm but inside her head Betsie was panicking. 'What the fuck is a super slut drop?!' She didn't have to wait long to find out. Her hand snaked under her dress and lowered her panties. When they were mid-thigh Betsie moved her legs so her panties fell the rest of the way, pooling at her feet. With a wink at the mirror Betsie did another slut drop. This time her pussy was on full display. She did another few slut drops, each time offering a view only gynaecologists normally get. Betsie ran her fingers back and forth along her slit. "What do you do when a slut is this horny?" She pulled her fingers away from her pussy and showed them to the camera. It was obvious how wet she was by how damp her fingers were. Betsie stood. "Simple; you strip her and fuck her." With that her dress ended up around her ankles too.

Betsie was on the bed with her legs spread and a banana in her hand. She had switched back to selfie mode. She began giving the banana a sloppy blowjob while moaning obscenely. Moving the banana to between her legs Betsie purred, "If you are making love to a lady you need to be gentle." Betsie rubbed her pussy with the banana. "However when you're fucking your slut you're as rough as fuck." With that Betsie penetrated her pussy. "Ooooh!" she moaned. This time she was a lot wetter and this time the banana went a lot deeper. She continued to masturbate with the banana. Each time she thrust Betsie would make some lewd noise while her facial expressions showed pure lust. Betsie kept going until only the tip of the banana was visible. She zoomed in to make sure there was no come back from Lexi. "The only thing left for you decide Kai is if you are firing your load deeeeeep inside me." Betsie pulled out the banana and pointed it at her pussy. "Giving me a messy creampie." She moved the banana up to her breasts, "Covering my tits." She aimed at her face, "Painting my face or," she wrapped her lips around the banana, hummed and pulled the banana out so it made a plop noise. "Or you make me swallow like a good lil' slut."

With that Betsie kissed the banana, winked at her phone and hit stop. "Fucking bitch," she said under her breath as she hit send.