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Felicia Fetters had faced down many daunting situations during her time on the Marston’s Pointe Sheriff’s Department.
She had been bound and gagged multiple times, kidnapped for a year and turned into an unwilling fetish model, and been publicly humiliated more times than she could count, but at the moment, none of them seemed as daunting or intimidating as her stepping back in front of the camera.
“Okay, that looks good!” Amy, the woman standing behind the tripod, smiled at Felicia as she set up her shot.
Felicia smiled back while trying to maintain her composer, which was hard to do seeing how she was surrounded by some of the most beautiful women she had ever seen. The fact that one of them was currently rubbing oil over Felicia’s thonged ass made it even harder to concentrate.
“Just a few more minutes, Amy.” Mindy, the woman currently with her hands all over Felicia’s rear end, smiled. “Gotta make sure this booty of yours gets the attention it deserves.” Mindy flashed her brilliant smile at Felicia.
Felicia turned her head, smiled the woman currently kneeling behind her, and felt herself flush.
It had been a long time since another woman had looked at her like that, and Mindy was so…
desirable. Much like Felicia, Mindy had lithe, toned figure.
The other woman’s breasts were small, almost non-existent, but her black one-piece swimsuit did a great job accentuating her minimal chest.
Mindy had the type of sharp, angled chin and brilliant white smile that would floor anyone, but her greatest attribute was her large, round, buttocks.
It was the first thing Felicia noticed when she met the crew on the beach for the shoot.
In fact, Mindy’s ass was hard to miss. It wasn’t nearly as round and firm as Felicia’s, but it drew as much attention.
It’s almost like everything that wasn’t in her breasts went to her backside.
Felicia thought when she first saw Mindy in her skimpy one-piece that curved under her breasts and opened on her mid-section, showing off her tanned, toned abs, and then turned into quite the tiny thong which accentuated that large round ass of hers.
When Felicia first saw the deeply tanned woman, she assumed she must be on camera talent, and was quite surprised to find out that Mindy was the make-up girl.
Leave it to Marianne to surround herself with some of the most gorgeous ladies imaginable. Felicia thought as she continued to admire the make-up girl.
Mindy’s long, auburn hair that matched her eyes fell around her shoulders as she rubbed more oil on Felicia’s backside. The make-up girl’s flowing locks reminded Felicia of her hair before she decided to stick with her short pixie cut.
“Really this is just a fantastic butt, you must work out.” Mindy continued to flatter Felicia, now lightly smacking her hands along the curve of Felicia’s cheeks to spread the oil over it.
Felicia had a feeling that her ass was as oiled up as it could be and that Mindy just liked playing with her butt.
“Don’t sell your own butt short.” Felicia looked over her shoulder and smiled at Mindy.
“Maybe you could show me some exercises to firm this up later.” Mindy laughed, stood, and smacked her own ass.
“I’d be happy to.” Felicia smiled back.
What are you doing, flirting with the make-up girl? A voice in her head yelled at her, but another voice told Felicia to relax and have fun, after all, she was technically single.
Felicia and Janet had been on and off ever since the Golden Sling incident and Felicia let her lust get the better of her with Eva.
At first Janet had moved out, saying that she needed space and to think things over, but after a few months, had agreed to start seeing Felicia again, albeit slowly.
The slow thing never quite worked for Felicia, who wanted to dive back into how her relationship with Janet used to be.
How we we used to be… Felicia mused on that thought, realizing that she had no idea how her and Janet’s relationship “used to be.”
There was a night of passion after Janet had saved a bound and gagged Felicia from a bomb, followed by the two of them spending the next year in bondage.
When they moved in together, it was mostly out of necessity since they had lost everything during their respective captivities, there was a brief year where Janet and Felicia existed as lovers and co-workers while rebuilding their lives.
Gina, mostly out of guilt than anything, had helped Janet open her new bar and given them a place to stay.
There had been issues then too. Felicia had discovered that she had a bit of a dominant side, in addition to letting her lovers dominate her, but Janet wasn’t interested in being submissive.
After spending so much time being bound and gagged, the last thing Janet wanted was to be tied up.
Every now and then Felicia convinced Janet to be tied up, but she could tell that her lover’s heart wasn't in it.
Looking back, it was no surprise that Felicia let herself lose control when around Eva, who loved being tied up as much as she loved tying people.
After their break-up, Felicia had brought the idea up to Janet again about trying to tie each other up.
Janet had seemed wiling and open to it, until they got in the bedroom and Felicia had handcuffed Janet’s hands to the headboard.
Janets’ demeanor changed, and she seemed to stiffen up, but something had come over Felicia, the same thing that had come over her around Eva, something insatiable, something animal.
Then Felicia put the gag in Janet’s mouth, silencing any attempt at dissension that her partner had.
Seeing Janet there, naked, handcuffed, and gagged, only made the animal inside of Felicia even more restless.
She couldn’t control herself, having power over Janet like that, and she let herself go, giving into the roaring tiger inside of her.
Felicia relished it, loved it, but Janet, not so much.
After that night, Janet said she couldn’t see Felicia again.
She told Felicia that she should work some stuff out and explore some things and that maybe after Felicia explored this side of her, she could come back to Janet.
Part of Felicia wanted to believe that, but the other part thought that maybe this was it, that her and Janet were really going their separate ways.
She was torn, one day longing to be in bed with Janet and another day wanting to go out and get kinky with a random stranger.
There was always the possibility of letting loose with Eva, the Latina that caused all this trouble, but she was currently sitting in the holding cells under Gina’s watchful eye.
Gina had noticed Felicia’s sullen mood, of course.
Not only were they co-workers but roommates as well, and they clashed both at work and at home.
During the bikini thief fiasco, Gina had offered Felicia back her old position as Sheriff, another attempt by her to make amends for well…
everything. Felicia though, had taken enough of Gina’s charity, and even though Gina had stolen, literally, her title of Sheriff, to Felicia it felt condescending for Gina to just go “Here, take it back, that makes everything better, right?”
Of course, that didn’t stop Felicia and Gina from arguing, and when Gina offered her the position as “Head of the Beach Patrol,” it felt more like an excuse to get Felicia outside and away from her, and that’s exactly why Felicia took the job.
Felicia also thought that getting outside on the ocean instead of in the station or in a patrol car would be good for her, and could be a good way of meeting new people.
Then Felicia opened an email from an old friend she hadn’t expected to hear from ever again.
Marianne LeDeaux.
When Felicia was working as a model to pay her way through college, she crossed paths with Marianne. At that point Marianne was already well established as a model and was breaking into acting.
“Look at that ass, like it was sculpted by the gods!” Marianne exclaimed in her french accent when she saw Felicia in the skimpy thong bikini she was wearing for a photo shoot.
Marianne was stunning, with the looks of a classic movie star.
Her hair was shimmering blond, and she had wide, almond eyes, ruby red lips, and smoothy, milky skin.
Her large, round breasts perfectly fit her thin but athletic frame and her butt was round and firm in all the right places.
As a model, she was the perfect package.
Her and Felicia hit it off during their photo shoot and did a few more together.
They remained friends but then Marianne’s acting career began to take off and the two lost contact.
Until she got the email asking if Marianne could do a profile on her for her interview show, “Undressed with Marianne.”
The concept of the show was simple, Marianne, usually while wearing very little clothing, interviews someone else who’s equally undressed or works in a sexy profession, which made Felicia a perfect fit since her work uniform was a bikini.
One week later, here Felicia was getting oil rubbed on her ass while waiting to start filming.
She turned and looked back at Mindy, who was finishing up applying oil to Felicia’s firm buttocks.
Once again, Mindy met Felicia with those hungry eyes of hers, but this time, Felicia decided to take a risk, and instead looked at her handcuffs, hanging from the belt on her hip, and then to Mindy.
Mindy seemed to take the hint and smiled.
“Maybe you can show me how to use them later.” Mindy stood, gave Felicia a pat on the ass, and walked over to the camera woman.
Amy gave Mindy a look of annoyance as she finished fiddling with the camera.
Amy was just as stunning as the make-up girl, but in a different way.
She was tall and thin like Marianne, but deeply tan, with auburn hair to match her skin tone, and some of the most beautiful, piercing blue eyes Felicia had ever seen.
Like Mindy, Amy wore a swimsuit, this one a black thong bikini, though Amy’s ass, while nice, was nothing like Mindy’s, though the camerawoman made up for it with her large, round, firm breasts.
“Okay, just stand right there.” Amy told Felicia as she bent over to look through the viewfinder, giving Felicia a wonderful view of her cleavage in her small bikini top.