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 Brooklyn Bettencourt, 26 | Local | Pixel
Brooklyn Bettencourt
 Posted: Jan 19 2018, 12:02 AM
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Brooklyn Arianna
birth date
03/16/1991
occupation
personal assistant
status
single
sexuality
bisexual

APPEARANCE

Brooklyn stands just shy of six feet tall with a slender build kept fit with regular exercise and yoga. In the winter, her complexion pales, but the longer she can spend time in the sun, the longer she can cling to a sun-kissed tan. She will allow her hair to grow out until she can cut away enough of it to donate to charity, so her hair will spend long periods being lengthy only to suddenly end up well above her shoulders. Brooklyn usually frames her cool blue eyes with a tasteful amount of eyeliner and mascara.

When she is working, Brooklyn will dress professionally with blouses, buttoned shirts, slacks, and skirts. In general, Brooklyn makes an effort to dress fashionably, whether it’s her casualwear, professional clothes, or clubwear. There is also an entirely different wardrobe Brooklyn has stowed away for her… private affairs, but she works to keep her kink life and her regular life separate. She will only occasionally wear something risqué under her regular clothing. (This is not counting her chokers, which she will regularly wear with her regular clothing as a more discreet substitute for something else.)

PERSONALITY

Brooklyn is very big on control in her personal and professional life. Her mother was the consummate party planner and Brooklyn took to planning and organizing from an early age, destined to one day take over the role. She excelled in high school and college, with her planner never far from hand. She is excellent with establishing tasks and priorities, setting reminders, and mapping out her days. Because her schedule is often planned out meticulously, delays drive her mad, particularly when they are caused by people. When people are driving too slowly in front of her, taking forever to complete a task she needs done, or failing to grasp basic concepts, she can feel the cracks beginning to show in her otherwise sunny disposition.

And to her credit, Brooklyn is a regular sunbeam of a person most of the time. She was raised to be friendly and personable, and growing up, her attitude and her put-togetherness often made her the mom-friend in her groups of friends. She likes being there for people, whether it be for advice or assistance. At least once in her college tenure, she was someone’s bail call. Brooklyn tries to make herself likeable, approachable, and dependable.

Brooklyn’s high expectations of herself stem from an underlying concern that she is inferior or not good enough. Her father never seemed to expect much of her and she felt that dismissal all her life. She is often plagued by the same thoughts and concerns: that someone is upset with her or hates her; that she is making a mistake and has not realized it; that everyone is judging her. The idea that she is doing something wrong or she does not measure up haunts her. She loses sleep over it and occasionally attempts to self-medicate these concerns.

With so much control and structure to her life, Brooklyn takes a special pleasure in relinquishing control. Brooklyn takes plenty of enjoyment from sexual submission and has no less than three apps dedicated to finding partners to play with.

HISTORY

Brooklyn grew up with a silver spoon in her mouth, like many of the daughters of well-off men in Connecticut. Her father Wilson was an executive with a prominent tech company in the state. His work kept him busy, though he had time to find a trophy wife, Diana, to have three children for him. Brooklyn was the youngest of the three, destined to be her mother’s baby girl and her father’s “one too many.” Growing up, Wilson was not around often due to his busy schedule, and when he was home, he seemed to give most of his attention to Brooklyn’s older brothers.

This apparent dismissal set Brooklyn on a path to academic excellence at the cost of an anxiety problem sprouting up. She worked hard, did well in school, and even made it into student government during high school, serving as treasurer since she was the only one the group collectively trusted to manage their money. Her success made her mother happy, but her father seemed, at best, mildly surprised. Wilson was stuck in an old way of thinking when it came to gender, and while Brooklyn was finding her own success, the true heirs to his throne were already in business school.

While Brooklyn’s success continued in college, her anxiety only got worse. She started drinking and smoking to cope, though occasionally she would turn to prescription drugs. The goal was to keep things quiet; what would people think, after all, if they found out how close to cracking she was? She just needed ways to escape.

It was actually a girlfriend she had in college that showed her a new way to escape. (Well, it was her business ethics professor, but really, semantics.) She taught Brooklyn the benefits of relinquishing control and giving someone else total command over her, and the young blonde was immediately hooked. While she would never tell anyone, she credits her second life as the thing that held her together long enough to graduate magna cum laude with a bachelors in business administration and a certification as a Certified Administrative Professional.

With all that work under her belt, her father finally saw fit to let her foot in the door, taking her on as an administrative assistant. She was finally in the business world and part of her father’s life and…

She hated it. Absolutely hated it. For one thing, nothing had changed; her father did not respect her, and he still went out of his way to handle “important matters” himself. While that was insulting, she quickly realized something else: she hated the business world. It was a soulless machine and she was a cog, grinding away so the machine could spit out money, which was the only real goal that mattered.

The experience was illuminating. After nearly two years, she put in her two weeks’ notice, much to the surprise of her father. She still worried about the way she would be seen by others, but she was starting to care less about his opinion in particular. He seemed slightly disappointed, but it had always been his opinion that Brooklyn had no reason to trouble herself with work, so he did not cut her off.

That archaic line of thinking motivated Brooklyn to find a new job. She did not need the money; she needed to defy the notion that she could be some purposeless socialite. (And maybe she also wanted the little thrill that came from taking orders all day.) She found a job working as the personal assistant to a Literature Professor in town, and she has been working diligently for him for over two years.

OTHER

LIKES

Cooking and Baking

Lists, Agendas, and Plans

Yoga

Romance Novels

Fashionable Clothing

Being Called a “Good Girl”

DISLIKES

Traffic

Laziness

The (Perceived) Expectations of Others

People Who Don’t Know What They’re Doing

Bad Wifi

Prejudice

MISC NOTES

Tegan: A midnight blue 2015 Audi TT Coupe. The vehicle she bought shortly after starting her job with Jorge. She wanted something sporty with decent trunk space for the various errands she ran for the man. Tegan has not let her down yet.

Cricket: A black cat Brooklyn adopted a year ago, named after the way he chirped when brought home for the first time.

RELATIONSHIPS:

Wilson Bettencourt: Father

Diana Bettencourt: Mother

Tyler Bettencourt: Brother

Wilson “Will” Bettencourt II: Brother

Jorge Cervantes Employer

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Abigail always had a way with Brooklyn. The blonde developed into a strong-willed woman, but Abigail knew how to get what she wanted when they were together. Whether it was sweet talk or teasing or her clever charm, Abigail knew the right things to say. It was why Brooklyn knew that, if Abigail had only asked, she would never have left for London. At the end of the day, Brooklyn loved Abigail and, unless it meant going against who she was, she wanted to do the things who would make her happy.

Things were different. Brooklyn would always have love for Abigail, but it no longer felt like they were “in love.” And yet, she still felt like she was ready to bend to Abigail’s whims for entirely new reasons. They always had amazing sexual chemistry—a fact which, on occasion, got them in trouble—but Abigail’s sexual energy was totally different. Whereas she once drew Brooklyn in with intimacy, now it felt like Abigail’s sexual will was pushing on her. Far less emotional, but heaven help her, it was still incredibly hot. Brooklyn was ready for that will to push her and pin her to the nearest hard surface.

It all begged the question: what was Abigail waiting for? If she was getting the impression Brooklyn did not want her, she was dead wrong. Brooklyn was not making the first move because… well…

Why wasn’t she? It was not exactly out of character for her. She could say she was trying to be better after all the things that happened the last time, but that excuse rang hollow. Maybe she was waiting because… well, it did not feel like her place. She was waiting on Abigail before she decided to do anything because it felt like she was supposed to.

Abigail held out her coat and, quickly and wordlessly, Brooklyn took it and walked toward a small rack off to the side of the door. When she turned back around, she had to take a moment to process the reveal of the package. It was something for her? Abigail made a comment regarding Brooklyn’s clothing and suddenly, she felt incredibly lackluster. ”I wasn’t wearing this,” she muttered quietly, flushing with embarrassment.

The last word caught in her throat as Abigail circled her, assessing her. Brooklyn felt a sudden tingle as goosebumps rippled across her skin. She stood still, not objecting, but waiting for what came next. A box was held to her and she received it, looking down curiously.

And there came the command. “Put this on.” She was being given something to wear. Brooklyn had an outfit picked out for the party, but she did not think to point that out. She lifted the lid and ran her thumb across her clothing for the night. Black leather. Not much of it. Brooklyn would certainly fit in at a Preachers and Prostitutes party. Hell, she would stand out if not for her proximity to Abigail.

Her heart skipped. As her hand lifted the outfit slightly, she spotted a single accessory in the box. A collar. Why did that have her heart racing? She bit her lip hard, looking back up to Abigail. She was given an order, after all. ”Y-yes,” she replied nervously. ”I can… go get changed in my room.” Brooklyn’s eyes did not want to pull away from Abigail (for so many reasons,) but she started to step away toward her room.
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