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@betsysmythe-blog
What's an unpopular opinion you have?
I think it’s wholly unjust for submissives to obtain jobs without a Dominant’s consent– or pursue one in general without a Dominant. It’s a distraction.
While I agree with you in principle, sometimes there are circumstances that make it the best course of action for a submissive in need of a Dominant.
@betsysmythe
So… I know you and your brother have this weird thing that you think I hate both of you for some weird reason, but how has school been treating you? Are you doing alright?
I don’t think you hate us at all, Sir. I would say that you don’t know either of us well enough to have an opinion one way or the other, but that would be presumptuous of me. Of course, I can’t speak for Aaron, since he has his own opinions.
School’s been going well, Sir. I feel like I’m able to balance my course work with the additional required class as well as my part time job, and I feel lucky to have one that allows me to show others that I’m a good submissive.
What about yourself? I saw that you’re having auditions for another play on campus. Has that been going well, Sir?
text ;; betson
Mason: ...technically, yes.
Mason: Don't worry about little old me. And Cordie keeps herself pretty busy, so I wouldn't worry too much. I'm always available to distract her too.
Mason: I just don't want you to get too sick. It can get really, really bad.
Betsy: Thank you, Sir. Please let me know if you need anything from me. I can pay you.
Betsy: How bad?
text ;; betson
Mason: No... no, not yet. But I may have found somewhere else I can get you some patches while I keep trying.
Betsy: Illegal patches?
Betsy: I suppose I just might be that desperate. I'll have to find a way to hide them from my roommate. And ... everyone. No one can know about this, Sir. I'm even embarrassed that you know.
text ;; betson
Mason: I think I might've found a way to help you. At least for a little while?
Betsy: Were you able to contact my doctor, Sir?
text ;; betson
Mason: Hey, um... how are you feeling?
Betsy: Better than I have been, Sir, but still relatively terrible.
text | cordetsy
CORDELIA: Well, maybe it's seasonal! :D That means it'll be easy peasy lemon squeasy!
CORDELIA: Also don't worry, I wasn't going to tell you anyhow. It doesn't concern you like you said. I agree though. She could do a LOT better than stupid Maxim.
CORDELIA: How long have you been sick?
BETSY: Exactly! My brother's soup helped a lot, actually.
BETSY: I know better than to poke my nose where it doesn't belong, of course. I will say that I wouldn't know he and Sir Mason were related if they didn't look so similar. Their temperaments are completely different.
BETSY: It's been building for about a week, but fingers crossed, the worst of it was last night.
text | cordetsy
CORDELIA: It's.. okay. Are you sure you're okay, though?
CORDELIA: It's alright. My sister's switch is an idiot. I've told her this many times. But she'll pick back up again. I'm sure of it.
BETSY: I'm feeling better. Having to drag my sorry self to class only prolonged it, but I'd rather suffer through it than have to double down on make-up work. I'm more embarrassed about the used tissue mountain that I've constructed during all this.
BETSY: I don't know the details (and don't care to) but based on what I've seen of him, I'm inclined to agree. Your sister seems like a very strong woman and a capable Domme; I have no doubt that this will pass and she'll be back on track in no time.
text | cordetsy
BETSY: First, I'm sorry for making such a disgusting, sick mess of the room. I think the worst of my cold is passing and I'll have it cleaned up very soon - today soon, even. Second, I hope everything is alright? I won't speak of anything that happened last night to anyone else, I promise.
PM | KITSY
KITTY: I appreciate that. Thank you. I get to hold my daughter for the first time today, so that's probably the best thing that's happened to me all week. It's only for ten minutes before they have to put her back in the incubator because she's so small. But it gives me hope.
BETSY: That's great news, Miss! It sounds like she must be doing well if she's able to come out of it even for a short time -- or at least as well as she can be, being so premature.
PM | KITSY
BETSY: Forgive me if I'm overstepping, Miss, but I wanted to extend the courtesy of hoping that you're alright today, and also assure you that I will speak to no one of anything that happened last night. Obviously I don't know the specifics, and it isn't my place to ask (honestly, I don't care to know the details), but I still wish you well in all you do.
text || betsron
AARON: Oh! Oh dear, yes, of course.
AARON: Would you like chicken noodle? I have tomato too.
BETSY: Chicken noodle would be perfect, A. Thank you.
BETSY: And some tissues, if you have them. I'm all out. It's disgusting.
text || betsron
AARON: Soup? Not like... already made? I have some cans though, yes.
BETSY: Can you make some and bring it to me?
BETSY: I'm sick.
text || betsron
[Betsy stares at her phone, her fingers hovering over the screen. It's not -- doing /that/ if she doesn't want it to be. Right? She needs help. She's allowed to ask for help.]
BETSY: Do you have any soup?
Tampa may be awash with more traffic than charm, but anyone who says that it lacks character has clearly never been down to the Riverwalk.
It’s no Afton Villa Gardens, but it’ll do for a quick bit of serenity.
I’ve heard that there are a few charming places here and there, but I'm starting to think they’re tucked so far away that unless you already know where they are, you’ll have trouble finding them. Lord knows the closest I’ve ever come is the coffee shop where I work -- TampaJava, it’s near Horizons campus -- and that’s home to more noise than serenity six days out of seven.
I’m Betsy, submissive; it’s a pleasure to meet you.
Danny in the house! I’m Lola’s baby step bro, but she loves me like blood. Can you blame her? Look at this face I have.
Hello people of Tampa! What’s cool? What’s hot? Tell me stuff.
That depends entirely on what you want to know, Sir.
I can’t say that it’s appropriate for me to comment on your face one way or another, though.
ftf || betson
Mason: [He nods in understanding. He seems to be turning into a professional secret keeper nowadays anyway. Reaching over, he rests his hand on hers for a moment again.] It's alright. It can stay between us. Why would you lose your job?
Betsy: [Still quiet, uncertain.] They don't even serve Switches, Sir. They certainly wouldn't deign to have one on staff.
