Author: Felicity

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The music was so loud she couldn’t hear her own thoughts. The bass paced her heartbeat, and the energy of the melody moved her body. Not a single thing mattered out here on the dance floor. Not the family at home or the stress waiting for her at work. Her neck rolled back, and her eyes closed; she loved dancing. Sweat beaded across her skin as she turned and swayed, and her breath was strained as if the DJ knew she needed a break from the fast pace he’d set; the music slowed to something more sensual.

She could feel it in her limbs and in the air around her. The crowd moved with her, everyone sharing the same vibe. Then, a strange pair of hands slid over her hips and pulled her back against a firm body she didn’t know.

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Working for Mr. Smith used to be really boring. The same old nine to five, typing all day, getting him coffee and lunch, listening to his dull conversations on the phone day after day. It was enough to almost make me feel bad for him. Almost.

One day, I heard him talking to a business acquaintance about how boring and awful their wives were. I’ve seen Mrs. Smith before; she’s put together nice enough, not quite like me, but who is? Poor Mr. Smith hasn’t gotten a chance to stretch Mrs. Smith’s cunt in years. Instead, he’s been forced to hold onto the distant memories of what her throat felt like and the texture of her wet tongue lapping at his aching, married cock.It wasn’t long into their marriage that Mrs. Smith stopped giving up the goods and just started taking them. Mr. Smith is a sucker; he keeps her in a fancy car and beautiful clothes, all in the hopes she’ll spread those legs once more.

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Some days are just trash. From the moment your eyes open till you close them at night, it’s disaster after disaster. Today, for example, I woke up late for a super important meeting because my cell was missing and the ringer was off, so not only did I miss my alarm, but I couldn’t call it to find it! Then to prove this lousy day was bound to be real bad, my car wouldn’t start.

It’s difficult to call a taxi when you have no phone, but if I missed this meeting, I’d miss out on a great opportunity. So I had no choice; I ran over to my neighbor’s house and asked them to call me a ride.

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Being a housewife comes with some perks. Like winter vacations in the tropics when your husband has had it up to his ears with work and demands a getaway. We flew out for our first, sexy long weekend. I was so excited for a chance to get away from it all. Three whole days of no job, no chores just us!

The flight, as always, was long, but as soon as we checked into the resort, I got this wave of new energy! I wanted to get crazy! But, on the other hand, my husband was a stick in the mud. He tried to convince me to stay in the room, saying how lovely our suite was and that we could get room service and watch tv but FUCK that. We could do that at home!

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Pt 1.

The boy brought Michael into the bathing room, and Michael shivered with anxiety. There were four other boys like the one helping him, bathing four other men like him. He realized how easily the Queen could overlook him, and his whole body trembled. The boy quickly began stripping Michael, who was self-conscious. “I can do it myself.” He tried to push off the hands of his helper.

“If you wish to have a cage like mine, you’ll not resist to anything that’s asked of you or done to you in this place.” The boy’s whisper settled a calm over Michael as he nodded. The boy, of course, was right. He’d have to be pleasing. He nodded and allowed the boy to remove all his clothing.

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If I’ve told you once I’ve told you a thousand times, pick up your clothes when you take them off and put them in the hamper. I’m not sure why you think we have a hamper if you arent going to use it! You have been such a messy boy, and I, for one, am just plain tired of it.

I’m going to count to three, and if all of your clothes aren’t picked up by the time I get to three, I am going to take away all of your big boy clothes. I will throw away your underwear and all of your cool superhero shirts. Instead, you will be forced into diapers and baby clothes that only mommy will be able to change you in or out of because I know how to put things in the hamper.

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Edging

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I want to spend Christmas Eve edging your cock. Light the fireplace and dim the lights. Then, I’ll put on some lovely Christmas carols and lay you down on the couch. That’s right, just kick back and relax. Let Feisty Felicity make this a Christmas you won’t soon forget.

Close your eyes and feel the new textures I’ll tease all along your cock. Have you ever been stroked with garland? Teased with tinsel and tied up with a ribbon? Tonight, those things are going to happen, and you will not be allowed to cum until I’ve tested out each and every holiday texture.

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I’ve grown bored with my day-to-day routine. Wake up, get ready for the day, drop my son off at school, and then wait. I wait for school to be over; I wait for my husband to get home. Rinse and repeat. I’m just bored. And what’s a bored housewife to do? Get my real estate license! It shouldn’t be that hard to sell a house, right?

I mean, I’m a pretty girl, and I know how to give a home tour. So I drove to my local broker’s office and told him I was interested in going down this path and was hoping he could guide me. He gave me once over and stood up from his desk. “I have a showing in ten minutes; I’ll take you along. You can be my real sexy estate assistant.”

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Model

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The flyer said they were looking for models. I’ve had some experience back when I was a bit younger. I didn’t see any harm in going to the address and having a few pictures taken; they were offering to pay handsomely, after all.

When I got to the address on the flyer, it looked more like some swanky, rent-by-the-hour hotel room than any place to hold a photo shoot, but I went in anyway. There was a new purse I had my eye on. With the money from this single shot, I’d be able to pick it up on the way home. The man who greeted me seemed overly excited when he opened the door and welcomed me inside.

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For as long as I can remember, you’ve been different than other boys. Your voice was always a little softer, more feminine. Your mannerisms more gentile. It wasn’t long before people started to talk. Mentioning how my son might be a faggot. I’m not one of those moms who would be ashamed of a gay son, but I wanted to do everything I could for you.

Baby, I had to do it to save you from the cruel and harsh treatments of this world! People would bully you if Mommy didn’t try to make you straight. It was just as hard for me that first night I came into your room and told you I would help you. There was so much fear in your face when I told you to take down your pants.

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