“Go into your special drawer and bring daddy the punisher.” Now those whimpers turned into full-fledged wails. No wonder, the punisher is the biggest ass plug ever made. She hates having that thing shoved up her ass.

She moped her ass over to her drawer and came back with the big purple plug that was seven inches long and about three and a half inches thick.

It wasn’t as long or thick as my cock, but having it in her ass for an hour or more usually does the trick. She passed it to me and climbed up on the bed with her ass in the air.

I debated whether to use lube or not and went with no. This was a serious infraction. She knows how I feel about men being around her.

“Now tell me everything that happened at the party.” I ran the fake dick up and down her ass and past her pussy and back again. I eased it into her ass as she started talking and climbed up behind her.

Once I had the silicone shoved tightly against her asshole I put my mouth on her pussy from behind and sucked. She groaned and picked up the story again.

“There’s a video daddy, watch it and see, I didn’t do anything wrong.” Uh-huh!

“I’ll watch it later baby, right now I want you to tell me all of it.” I licked her pussy deep, sucking up her juices until she was ready to take me again. I lined up my cock with her cunt opening and slid right in. She was still wet from our earlier fuck, but the plug in her ass made her shit tight as fuck.

I listened to her story and fucked her deep, getting madder by the minute. “You were in a room with a naked man.” She stopped all movement at the tone of my voice and looked back at me with wide frightened eyes.

“What should I do to you? What do you think is a suitable punishment? Should I have gone to the strip club with the boys?” She started crying again and her face was just pitiful. I didn’t feel sorry for her, let her think about that shit.

I knew that shit would hit her where it hurts, but that was no less than the shit she’d done. If I’m jealous then she’s the queen of that shit let me tell you. And I know the thought of another woman near me is not something she can easily handle.

You know when you’ve hit the shit right when your woman turns into a wildcat in public. Any female even dares look in my direction and my girl is ready to throw down. I like that shit. Own your shit baby.

I thought she understood that I was the same way, I’d told her often enough, shown her even once or twice. So why the fuck are we here?

“So, tell me, what should your punishment be? Turn around, I don’t wanna look at you.” She cried harder and hung her head down. I eased the plug slowly from her ass then rammed it back in while slamming my cock in her pussy at the same time.

“Arrggghhhhh, oh daddy no.” It was a cross between a groan and a scream. I spanked her ass cheek until it jiggled and did the same to its twin.

“Should I pull my cock out of you?” I leaned over in her ear. Of course I had no intentions of doing that but she didn’t know that. Her pussy tightened around my cock involuntarily, locking me in.

“No daddy please I’m sorry.” I let my cockhead rub against her sweet spot teasingly until her busted pipe started running, then pulled back.

I left just the tip of my cock inside her and fucked her ass wildly with the dildo. I went faster and faster until her pussy started to suck at my cock, trying to get me back in. Then stopped!

She mewled out her frustration and moved her ass to get me to fuck. Another hard spank to her ass brought her to heel. “Stop!!”

I eased my dick back inside and slow fucked her for ten frustrating minutes while she did everything to get me to go faster.

She massaged my cock with her cunt muscles, pushed her ass back harder even begged a time or two. I ignored it all and kept to my slow and steady pace.

“Is that all?”

“Yes daddy!”

“Did he touch you?” I played with the dick in her ass. While reaching around with my free hand for her clit.

“No daddy, I didn’t let him.” She was building towards orgasm again, I could feel her pussy walls tightening around my pulsating cock. I squeezed her clit between my fingers and just as she started to cum, let go. She screamed out in anger and pounded her fist into the mattress.

“Oh you wanna play?” I pulled her body back hard until her back was flush with my chest. Grabbing her large breasts in my hands I squeezed them, pulling the nipples away from her body until it became uncomfortable.

All the while I was power driving my dick into her belly hard. I knew her pussy was hurting but she wanted that orgasm so badly she didn’t seem to care.

I fucked her like that for an hour. Bringing her close and then easing off. By the time I emptied my balls inside her she was a crying blubbering mess.

I pulled the fake dick out of her ass without much care and took my cock from her cunt. She still hadn’t cum yet and I wasn’t planning on letting her.

Her eyes followed me when I got off the bed. I reached down and pulled on my jeans but left them unbuttoned. Her ass was still gaping open.

I hate when he’s like this. So cold and unfeeling. It’s even worse than the spankings. My hoo-hah was aching so bad I wanted to touch it and put myself out of my misery. But I knew from experience that he wouldn’t like that and I’d only end up making things worst for myself.

“Go take a shower.” I climbed out of bed and made my way to the bathroom all the while feeling his eyes on me. Why oh why did I tell him?

Because if he ever found out from someone else things might’ve been much worse. In the last few months I’ve come to know his moods and though he practically spoils me rotten, when he gets like this he becomes someone else.

There is no doubt who’s in charge and although I’d been afraid in the beginning after my failed marriage, I now believe that I can trust him wholeheartedly.

I’ve noticed that he’s ever careful with me, never doing anything he thinks might upset of hurt me, except for times like tonight, when I’ve crossed the line.

I satisfied myself with the thought that he must not be too mad if he’s letting me take a shower to ease the burn. Or so I thought until the hot water hit me and I washed my ass with soap. “Yow!”

I shied away from the water and thought I could get away with a little quickie shower but that was before he opened the shower door and stepped in. “Problem?”

“It stings.” Not only that, but now I had the sight of his hard cock to remind me that there was another type of burning between my legs. My eyes stayed on his cock as he reached for the soap and soaped up the washcloth he took from my hand. I think my mouth actually watered when it bobbed with his movements.

“Open your legs.” I did as I was told and felt instant relief when his hand came down between my thighs and washed me. I rubbed myself against the roughness of the cloth and he let me until that feeling built inside me again, then he pulled away.

I wanted to swear at him, I wanted to punch and bite and kick. I was losing my mind. He turned me around roughly and I felt the cloth against my sore ass. But even that felt good.

He took his hand away and pushed me forward to lean my hands against the wall and before I could say what’s going on, he was inside me.

It felt like a hot poker had been stuffed up my ass and I cried out from the surprise of suddenly having him there. I didn’t even have time to build towards the much needed orgasm again. He fucked me hard and rough before pulling out and turning me around by my hair.

I was on my knees in front of him with his cock poking at my lips. I gave him a dirty look but he just lifted his brow at me and I opened my mouth like the obedient little woman he’d turned me into.

I sucked him off until he came in my mouth and swallowed his cum appreciatively. I’d grown to love, even crave the taste of him. I smacked my lips and looked up at him with what I was sure had to be a pitiful look. The fiend turned and left.

“Don’t touch yourself Belle.” Well damn, he’d just cut off my only route to fulfillment. I finished my shower, cursing him in my mind as my body, instead of cooling down, only seemed to get hotter.

For once I wish I had the nerve to disobey him, to push him to the limit and see what he’d do. But each time I came close I always pulled back. Sometimes I think he wants me to.

I left the shower with my ass hurting even more than it did when I went in. My nipples were so sensitive that I couldn’t even dry them and forget about between my legs.

I left the bathroom in the short robe I’d left hanging behind the door before I went on my trip, hoping that maybe he would get over his mad and put me out of my misery.

He never could resist me in this robe and I had some other tricks up my sleeve just in case he proves difficult. Either way, come hell or high water, he’s going to put out this itch before the night is over. Damn my ass hurt.