if u want to be friends or enemies or have anything to say to me or are a cute boy. I have to publish all emails sent to me but without names or addresses or stuff like that, unless people say not to.
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Bekki,
After the incident with the sign, I have been considering your general level of spelling and I find it unacceptable. From now on in your blogs and emails, please ensure that at least one word in eight, and half of all five-letter or longer words are spelled incorrectly. Exceptions to this are your name, "boys", "fashion" and "clothes", which you may use freely.
More punctuation, too, please. The exclamation mark is particularly useful.
Sirthis is vry hard!!!!!!!!
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well hello bekki, aren't we just the biggest little nancypants on two skinny legs? i must say, you're a good little fairy for your Master, however, what you should do is find a girl rolemodel to model your dumb little self after. a Selena, a Miley, a Lucy Hale, a Courtney Stodden (if those names are unfamiliar, you better get googling right away, precious! and to remind you, google is what you use to search for stuff on the internet). after all, how else are you going to know how to act and walk and talk?That is sooo right! But sir says that he dosnt care which 1 i pick and that i should ask my blog. so i have made a little pole where u can all vote! when there are 5 votes i will choose the winner as my rollmodel but the poll will remain open and if the winner changes then they will become my model and if there is a tie then i will be confused.
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One of the things about the bra, panties and tights combination is that I never quite forget that I'm wearing them. The thong slides up between my butt cheeks. The tights press all over my legs. And the bra... I'm always aware of it. A constant light constriction around my chest. Every time I breathe I feel it. A reminder. The thought that follows: I am Bekki.
There's something secure and comforting about it. Like a strong boys arms wrapped around me. Escape is impossible... And rapidly becoming undesirable.
<3 Bekki <3
Bekki,
One of the things you should know about me is that I'm quite good at counting, particularly when the number I'm counting to is "one". You are required to post two magazine reports a week, and I only count one for last week.
As this is your first offence, I will be lenient. I want a picture of you in an outdoors space, dressed acceptably and holding an appropriately apologetic notice. Before Sunday. And the magazine reports I am owed.
Sir.O.M.G!
Bekki,
I am concerned about your weight. You need to slim down noticeably. Below find the "Get in Shape, Girl" diet. It will do for a start, until you find another diet in a magazine.
That shouldn't be too hard for you. Please report on your weight weekly.
Sir.OMG. Thats like a full training program. And salads and fruit only?
Bekki,
You should be settling nicely into your new life now. I approve of the way that you seek out crushes and have adapted your language. Now I will lay out the things that you will do on a regular basis.
You may accept suggestions to be added to this list from your readership. I may request proof of any item at any time. Place this list prominently on your blog.
Sir.That's so much! How am i sposed to keep up with all that? And more stuff to come!
Dear reader,
hi!
juss found ur blog and i think its SO funny, but a question?
Where r the movies? I mean mags are cool, but movies are better. When r u going to see the new Jacob Lauttner movie abducted? U know u have to.
Prolly should keep track of at least four of his outfits to make sure ur watchin close lol
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the real thing
It's been two days, Bekki. Tell me, how does it feel?
I expect another magazine report by the end of the weekend.
Sir.
Bekki,That is just so not true. It's not not not. Look at Jay from The Wanted:
You do realize that all these celebrities you worship are fake right? They're all photoshopped, and don't care about your fandom. So put away all those fantasies about marrying the singing flavor of the month or whatever, because it's only a way to squeeze money out of your carefully manicured hands.
A concerned reader
Good morning, Bekki.
Were you thinking that yesterday was just a bad dream? Or did you wake up and think "I am Bekki"?
On your way into work today, you should buy a copy of "Shout", "Mizz", "Teen Now" or other teen-girl appropriate magazine. You should select it based on the free gift or a cute boy on the cover.
Read it cover-to-cover, then write a report on it. Get used to this.
Sir.That's so cool! I'm sure I won't feel embarrassed buying one of those!
Much better, Bekki.
Pink and hearts, that's my girl.
I want you to order the following things:
That last item should be always around your right ankle. Ensure that they are delivered to your work as soon as possible. Every time that you disappoint me, a new rule will be imposed. This is your second rule.
- For best:
- For fun:
- For always:
SirI just can't wait until that darling anklet arrives and I get to wear it always!
As I expected, you have created the blog. That is good.
It is nowhere near acceptable, though. Understand this, Bekki. You are a young-acting sixteen-year-old girl. You will always be this, inside, no matter what you appear to the outside world. Your blog should look like that of a young-acting sixteen-year-old girl. Make it so, or else. You should always sound like a sixteen-year-old girl.
You should also explain very clearly what you are, so that no-one mistakes what is happening to you.
Sir.I have made a cute banner and a background and it's full of hearts and boys and all the other things I love and I hope that pleases sir and anyone who looks and I'm sorry if I offended.
This is a blog written by Bekki.
I've been commanded by a mysterious man who emailed me anonymously to create it. I don't know what else he has in mind for me, but I'm worried.
Did you think you wouldn't get caught? Did you think you could parade yourself on those websites and nobody who knew you would ever see?
No. You don't get to know who I am. You can call me Sir. Not that you'll get to talk to me much. All you have to do is obey. Or your secret gets sent to everybody at that place you work, everybody that I know you know. All over facebook, google. Everywhere.
You will signal your acceptance and submission to me by doing the following:
I'm sure you'll be able to do all that. Or you know what the consequences are.
Welcome to your new life, Bekki.
Sir.My name is Bekki, and this is my blog.
