"He's already home?" Andria said as she looked at the clock. Shed wasted the day way and was supposed to have the house clean when he got home. She heard the car door slam and within moments her husband walked through the door.
"Why are the dishes not put away, Andria? What have you done all day? I work all day to provide for you to sit around and watch the clock?! Get into the bedroom, nasty slut."
"I didn't know you would be coming home two hours early!" she said and her faced reddened. Soon, he would know why the dishes weren't done or the laundry folded.
"It doesn't matter, you are my wife and you are to be waiting for me to get home. What the fuck were you doing, anyway?"
"I..." she turned her head and began to weep. She new the consequences for what she had done all day would be painful.
"Stop stuttering, bitch. You were fucking yourself weren't you? All day. Oh my gosh, you're such a slut you can't wait for me to get home."
At this point he had already cornered her into the bedroom and saw her laptop on the bed. Several porn files were already up and loaded. "Is this what you want, Andria? You want to be screwed in the pussy like these whores? Do you like this?" His anger was building up inside, she could see that he was going to take her hard and long. The excitement inside of her was almost too much. "Answer, me, bitch!"
"Yes, Michael. I want it all." She screamed in tormented pleasure. If he made her wait any longer, she'd explode in anticipation.
"Get on your knees, filthy slut wife. Take my hard cock straight in your mouth." She did and began to gag and choke. "All of it. Don't waste any of my eight inches. By the way, how many times have you already come today?"
"Mmmm...." She replied, trying to say seven, but his cock was so far down her throat, she just couldn't speak.
"Bitch, when I ask you a question, you answer. When I say clean the house, you do it. You can't seem to get that can you?" Her choking became worse as he thrust his pelvis into her face. She loved her lips against his pubic hair and sweaty balls, but her eyes were watering so bad it began to look like she was crying.
"No crying, slut. You've had enough orgasms for a week, and I haven't gotten any. Take my cum. Swallow it all. There you go." He commanded her to lay on the bed. Knowing that she was already soaked from cumming earlier in the day, he began to eat her out.
She was so sensitive that she started to climax. "Stop your orgasm. You are going to be here for an hour, while I suck your pussy. You will not cum until I tell you. Do you understand why?"
"Yes, Michael. I was a dirty slut whore. I must be punished."
