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here is a little story about a cuck in a crib and where Mommy was headed that night.
Joey lied peacefully on his back, staring up at the ceiling above with his fingers curled into soft fists and placed on either side of his head on the pillow. His legs lied flat and his knees were bowed outward. He hadn’t moved from the position he was in since Misty had finished changing his diaper. And with a bottom that was still stinging a little from the spanking she just gave him for having wet himself right before she was about to get in the shower, he nursed on his pacifier for comfort – though the tears in his eyes kept streaming anyway.
He wasn’t sad for having been spanked or for having upset his wife. In reality, he wasn’t really upset at all. He was just overcome with a lot of emotions and needed a release. Misty often said that he was a unique husband in that he actually showed his emotions as opposed to keeping them bottled inside. But Joey and Misty were a unique husband-n-wife in other ways, too. He was also her baby and she was his Mommy. The act of roleplaying these parts had long since been viewed as such. It was now a part of their lives, having filled their voids while also having created new ones.
And perhaps that was the main reason why Joey lied in his crib in their bedroom, in nothing but his diaper – while crying softly. Misty, his beloved partner of life, was in the bathroom, preparing for her date that night – one that added the role of being Misty’s cuckold to his repertoire of titles. But that was just the beginning of this story …
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