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The Housewife's Revenge: Giving the College Boy His Comeuppance
The Housewife's Revenge: Giving the College Boy His Comeuppance
The Housewife's Revenge: Giving the College Boy His Comeuppance
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The Housewife's Revenge: Giving the College Boy His Comeuppance

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Katie Donough is the perfect, mild-mannered wife and mother—to all appearances. But the truth is, she's got a dark side that's just waiting to be unleashed. When the neighbors' college-age son, Damien, makes the mistake of crossing Katie, her inhibitions crumble. Katie lets loose all of her dark passions on Damien, subjecting him to hardcore bondage, humiliation, domination, and sexual sadism!

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“Were you watching me?” I demanded, towering over him.

“No,” he said, lying where he’d fallen on his back and looking up at me wide-eyed. His friends erupted into a bout of stoned giggling.

I grabbed the phone out of his hand. One of his friends let out a half-amused, “Uh-oh.”

In his gallery were several photos of me in my chair. Some he’d cropped to focus on parts of my body—my breasts, my legs. My feet.

“Oh, you like feet, you little jerk?”

His friends were laughing so hard they were rolling on the ground. Damien reddened. “What? No, I—”

“Do you like this?” I spat, shoving my bare foot in his face, rubbing it over his pretty little nose and mouth. He squirmed. His friends were staring now, open-mouthed.

“Jesus Christ,” exclaimed one of them, a pug-nosed ginger.

I stood over Damien, pinning his face with my foot. I could feel how hard and fast he was breathing. He whimpered a little. When I let my gaze drift to his crotch, I could see a bulge in his pants.

And an evil idea popped into my head.

“You get pictures of me, I get pictures of you,” I said.

I took a few pictures of his stunned stoner face, squished beneath my foot, and sent them to myself; then rolled him over, pantsed him, snapped a photo, and sent that to myself too. I also snapped a pic of the kid with the joint.

“What’re you gonna do with those?” asked Damien’s other friend, a dark-skinned boy with a flat-top.

I hadn’t really thought that far ahead, honestly. “Put them on the Internet next time Damien here pisses me off,” I said, gazing down at my victim. “Then again, maybe next time I’ll just put my foot in his ass.” I heard myself chuckle, a wicked sound, for all its airy musicality. “Little pervert’s got an erection, by the way.”

“Dude,” said the black boy.

I threw Damien’s phone down on him then and stalked away, leaving him to deal with his humiliation while I retreated to my bedroom, pulled up the photos of him I’d just sent myself, and rubbed out a few.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJul 19, 2015
ISBN9781311082015
The Housewife's Revenge: Giving the College Boy His Comeuppance
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Arya Martin

Arya Martin's never been into those buff, domineering, macho-type dudes. Even as a kid, when her sexuality was only just budding, she recalls she was more of a Luke girl than a Han girl; displayed a distinct preference for the Boy Wonder over the Caped Crusader.She also found herself, from a young age, paging eagerly through her Nancy Drew novels looking for the obligatory scene where the titular heroine and her friends were captured and tied up by the villain. Back then, she didn't know what it was; something about that kind of thing just made her feel all *fuzzy* in *places*.All this, once Arya reached sexual maturity and learned a thing or two about the world, translated into a distinct preference for sexual dominance and the kinkier varieties of love-play. Nothing's more charming to Arya than a bound and helpless young man (or woman—though she primarily prefers the former), simpering, batting his pretty eyelashes, and pleading for her mercy.Another of Arya's early childhood passions, as it happens, was writing. She's been spinning fanciful yarns in one medium or another from the moment she learned to hold a pencil.Given all of the above, a career writing femdom and feminization erotica just plain made sense for Arya. She finally dipped her toe in the pool in the summer of 2015—and hasn't looked back since!

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    The Housewife's Revenge - Arya Martin

    The Housewife’s Revenge

    (Giving the College Boy His Comeuppance)

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    Arya Martin

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    Copyright 2015 by Arya Martin

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    This book contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts and is intended only for readers ages 18 and above. All characters portrayed as participating in sexual acts are consenting, are at least 18 years of age, and are not related by blood.

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    Chapter 1: The Beast Within Her

    Chapter 2: The Boy’s Transgression

    Chapter 3: The Boy’s Punishment

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    I have a little confession to make.

    You see, I’m actually a good mother. And a good wife, if you consider the circumstances. A better one than Rick deserves, to tell you the truth. I keep his house and cook his meals, bear and raise his children, according to the general agreement we made when we married ten years ago. I turn a blind eye when he winks slyly at younger women; when he misses the children’s ball games and recitals because he’s working long hours in the city. After all, I knew what I was getting when I dropped out of college to marry an investment banker. I sold my soul for financial stability and material comforts, and those things I have aplenty. So I play my scripted part. Hell, I even put out whenever he wants it—which isn’t as often as he

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