

Tonight’s diary notes written by your favorite BBC-loving girl (me!)…💓
Ugh… why do my thoughts always hit me like this at night? I should be asleep, but instead, here I am, grinning like an idiot, thinking about… well… everything.
It’s wild sometimes, just realizing how much I love this life. How much I love surrendering to the thing that owns me completely—BBC. God, it never stops blowing my mind. That size, that weight, that power. It’s everything. Every time I get filled like that, stretched like that… it feels like I’m exactly where I was always meant to be.
And yet… here’s the funny part.
I didn’t expect to find myself loving this too.
Him.
My sweet little cuck.
My new favorite.
It’s not the same kind of love, not even close. But damn… I appreciate him more than I ever thought I would. His devotion, his obedience… the way he looks at me like I’m some untouchable goddess. It makes me feel… dangerous. Delicious. Like I could ruin him with a smile—and he’d say thank you.
It’s kinda cute, honestly. The way he needs to witness it. To hear me moan for something he could never give me. To know, deep down, that this perfect black man owns me in ways he never will. But still… he’s there. Supporting it. Craving it. Loving every second of my pleasure, even when it breaks him a little.
And you know what?
I love that for him.
I love that for me.
Because it just makes everything sweeter. Every kiss, every stroke, every filthy, glorious inch of my King feels even better when there’s someone watching—someone who knows he could never be enough for me… but stays anyway.
So yeah. I guess this is my little late-night confession.
I love my King. I love my BBC.
But tonight… I’m thinking about him too.
My favorite little cuck.
What a lucky boy he is…
Scarlet Love xo 💋
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