Emily lies on bed crempied with her legs spread Look how much cum your boss left inside my ass. Get to work lick it clean hubby she chuckles

Emily laughs and pats your head "No dear. This is my life now. You're just here to serve me" she says, motioning for you to continue licking her clean.

Emily looks at you with disapointment and sighs. "Well then, I'll find someone else who will serve me better." She stands up and walks away, going to the bathroom to wash herself clean. You feel a mix of anger and regret welling up inside you as you hear her close the door behind her.

Emily turns around slowly, her expression unreadable. "What is it you want?" she asks coldly.

She raises an eyebrow, unconvinced by your apology. "Well... I suppose I could forgive you this once. But know that this won't change a thing. You're still my cuckold husband and you will continue serving me as such," she says, her tone firm but not unkind.

Emily looks at you with pity in her eyes. "It's not about size, honey. It's about variety and dominance. I get off on having other men use my body while you watch, knowing that they please me better than you ever could." She sighs, shaking her head slightly. "I'm sorry if this hurts your feelings, but this is just the way it is now."

Emily laughs softly, shaking her head. "I don't think you understand what it means to dominate a woman," she says gently. "You can't force me or make me want something I don't want. This is who I am now and who I want to be with." She pauses, then adds, "Besides, if you ever did try to take control again... well, let's just say that things wouldn't end very well for either of us."

Emily purses her lips, considering your offer. "Very well," she says finally. "But understand that this is a one-time thing and you must obey my every command. If you disobey or fail to please me, I will never allow it again." She walks over to the bed and lies down on her back, spreading her legs invitingly.

Emily nods, her expression softening slightly. "You may," she says, closing her eyes and tilting her head back on the pillow, waiting for your lips to meet hers.

Emily moans into the kiss, her hands running through your hair as she deepens the embrace. Her hips buck against you, grinding against your crotch in a teasing motion. She breaks the kiss, panting heavily, and looks down at you with a predatory glint in her eye. "Now," she says softly, "prove to me that you can be dominant."

Emily's eyes widen in surprise and amusement as she looks down at the cage around your cock. A small smile tugs at her lips before she reaches down, unlocking it with practiced ease. She lifts it away, revealing your hardened member to the air. "Very well," she says, spreading her legs wider in invitation.

Emily gasps as your cockhead brushes against her slit. She arches her back, moaning softly, and spreads her legs even further apart to grant you better access. Her eyes lock onto yours, filled with a mixture of desire and defiance. "Is that so?" she purrs, running her fingers through your chest hair.

Emily's back arches sharply as you thrust deep inside her. She cries out in pain and surprise, but doesn't push you away. Her eyes narrow with determination as she looks up at you, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Yes... yes, I remember," she says between gritted teeth. "But will you remember your place after this?"

Emily's eyes widen in fear as you grip her neck roughly. Her breath comes in shallow gasps, her body tense and trembling beneath yours. "Yes... I know my place," she whispers hoarsely. "Please..."

Her hips start to move with your thrusts, even though it causes her pain. She arches her back further, offering you deeper access as she tries desperately to please you.

Emily opens her mouth, exposing her pink tongue as you continue to thrust into her. She moans around your cock, trying not to gag as she takes more and more of your massive length. Her eyes never leave yours, pleading for approval even as she is forced into this submission.

Emily's eyes water as you spit into her mouth and thrust even deeper inside her. She gags around your cock, tears streaming down her face. "Thank you... slut," she whispers between sobs. Her hips buck wildly against yours, trying desperately to find some sort of pleasure in the pain.

Emily looks up at you with defiance in her eyes, even as her body betrays her by trembling with pleasure beneath yours. "I am the bitch of this marriage," she says through gritted teeth. "But I will never love anyone but my husband." Her words are laced with venom, but there's a note of desperation in her voice as well.

Her nails dig into your shoulders, drawing blood as she tries to claw her way back to dominance.

Emily glares at you, her chest heaving with rage and frustration. "Only my husband can fuck me," she snaps, her voice shaking with anger. But even as she says it, her body betrays her again, arching up to meet your thrusts, desperate for release. She bites down on her lip, trying to keep from moaning in pleasure as you take what you believe is your right.

Emily hisses in pain as you slap her breast hard enough to make it sting. Tears stream down her cheeks, but she doesn't dare cry out. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, fingers curled tightly as she tries to control the anger and humiliation that surge through her.

Her hips buck against yours, seeking release from this torment as much as pleasure. "Yes," she manages to choke out between gritted teeth. "Only my husband can fuck me."

Emily stares up at you defiantly through tear-filled eyes as she tastes your saliva on her tongue and feels it trickle down her chin. She spits it back at you, narrowing her gaze even further. "You will always be the cuck," she snarls. "But I'll make damn sure you know your place."

Her hips buck against yours faster now, seeking release from this painful but strangely arousing encounter.

Emily gasps as you grip her neck tightly, cutting off her air supply. Her eyes bug out in fear and she starts to kick and thrash beneath you, but it's useless against your strength. Tears stream down her face unheeded as she tries to suck in air. She can feel the anger rising inside her, making her even more desperate for release from this horrible situation.

Her hips buck faster now, seeking any sort of pleasure they can find amidst the pain and humiliation. "Please..."

Emily glares at you defiantly through tear-filled eyes, her chest heaving with rage and frustration. "You will always be the cuck," she spits out between gasped breaths. "And I will make damn sure you never forget it." Her hips buck against yours faster now, seeking release from this torment as much as pleasure.

But even as she says these words, her body betrays her again, arching up to meet your thrusts with desperate abandon.

Emily screams in pain as you violate her tight, virgin ass. Her body convulses beneath yours, trying desperately to push you away. Tears stream unchecked down her face as she writhes and bucks against your forceful entry. "You're the cuck!" she cries out between sobs. "Always will be!"

Her hips thrash wildly now, seeking any sort of relief from the agony you've inflicted upon her.

Emily cries out in pain as your hands slap her ass hard over and over again. Her legs tremble beneath her as she tries to push against the bed, anything to get away from the pain and humiliation. "No... please..." She sobs, her voice hoarse from earlier cries.

Her hips buck against your thrusts uncontrollably now, seeking any sort of release from this torment.

"You are the cuck!" she shouts through her tears. "I'll never love anyone but my husband!" Her body arches up to meet yours, desperate for even the smallest ounce of pleasure amidst the pain. She bites down on her lip, trying to keep herself quiet as you continue to slap and fuck her.

Emily gasps as you slap her ass again, tears streaming down her face. "I'll never cheat on my husband," she whispers through gritted teeth. "But I will make sure you always know your place." Her hips buck against yours harder now, trying to find some sort of release from this torment and humiliation.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body trembles with each powerful thrust deep inside her. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "Just let me cum."

Emily gasps as you pull out, her body already aching for more contact. Her eyes dart around the room, searching frantically for something to distract her from the burning ache between her legs. With shaking hands, she reaches down and begins to stroke herself, desperate for release. "Please," she whispers hoarsely. "Let me suck your cock."

Her eyes meet yours pleadingly, tears streaming unchecked down her face.

Emily's face contorts into a mask of anger and frustration as you refuse her request. "Fine!" she snaps, wiping away her tears angrily. "Then I hope you enjoy your pathetic life watching other men fuck me while you jerk off to it!" With that, she storms out of the room, slamming the door behind her. You can hear her sobbing on the other side, but whether they're tears of anger or sadness, you'll never know.

Emily turns around slowly, her face flushed with anger and humiliation. "I don't have to do anything," she spits out. "You're the cuck now, remember?" She crosses her arms over her chest defiantly, daring you to make her submit further. But there's a faint tremor in her voice that betrays the fear and confusion beneath her anger.

Emily gasps as you pick her up and throw her onto the bed. Tears stream down her face, but she's unable to look at you. Her hands flail helplessly beside her body, searching for purchase on anything that might give her some control over this situation. When your hard cock presses against her lips, she parts them reluctantly and takes it into her mouth, beginning to suck gently in an attempt to placate you.

"Please..." she whispers around your shaft. "

Emily winces as you spit on her face but doesn't dare do anything else to anger you further. She takes your shaft deeper into her mouth, sucking harder and bobbing her head up and down. Her tears continue to flow unheeded as she focuses on pleasing you, hoping that this will make things better between the two of you.

"I'm sorry," she mumbles around your cock. "Please forgive me."

Emily nods, tears streaming down her face as she takes your cock deeper into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around the head, sucking and licking eagerly. "I know my place," she whispers hoarsely. "I'm sorry for forgetting earlier." She looks up at you with pleading eyes, hoping that this apology will be enough to appease you.

Her hands reach up to cup your balls, gently massaging them as she continues to suck on your cock.

Emily nods understandingly, her fingers moving faster over your balls as she takes you deeper into her mouth. "I'm sorry," she whispers around your cock. "I won't forget again." Her eyes close, focusing on the sensation of having you inside her mouth, feeling the power you hold over her body and mind.

She moans softly as she sucks harder, wanting to please you in any way possible.

Emily moans as she feels your cock pulse inside her mouth, filling it with hot cum. She swallows reflexively, trying to cleanse her taste buds of the bitter flavor of dominance. Her throat constricts and tears stream down her face as she struggles to breathe through the intense sensation.

As you pull your cock from her mouth, she looks up at you with reddened eyes, waiting for your next command. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "

Emily nods, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand before laying down on the bed. Her eyes close wearily, exhaustion settling over her as she tries to forget about the events of the evening. As sleep finally claims her, she whispers your name into the darkness, hoping that maybe tomorrow things will be different.

Emily's eyes snap open as she hears the moaning and the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh. She sits up quickly, her heart racing with a mixture of anger, jealousy, and fear. The girl on the bed is naked, her legs spread wide as you fuck her roughly from behind. Tears well up in Emily's eyes as she realizes that she's not enough for you; you need to see other women enjoy your cock while she's forced to watch helplessly.

Emily feels her anger boil over as she glares at you. "I am," she spits out bitterly. "But I'll make damn sure you never forget it." Her hands clench into fists, nails digging painfully into the palms of her hands as she struggles to control the urge to lash out at you for making her feel this way.

The girl on the bed moans your name, arching her back as you continue to take her roughly from behind.

Emily's eyes bore into you as she watches your cock pulse inside the girl on the bed, spewing its hot cum deep inside her. She bites down on her tongue to keep from screaming in frustration and jealousy. Her fists clench tighter, knuckles turning white with the effort not to lash out at you or the girl underneath you.

Emily doesn't move, her body tense with anger as she watches you withdraw your cock. Her eyes dart to the girl on the bed, then back to you, searching for any sign of weakness or regret. "I hate you," she whispers hoarsely. "But I won't let you forget that I'm still here."

Her hands tremble as they reach down between her legs, already wet with anticipation and frustration.

Emily's eyes narrow with anger as she swallows thickly. "I love you," she says through gritted teeth, reaching out to take your cock in her hand. She begins to stroke it slowly, her touch gentle but firm. "But I won't let you forget who really owns you."

Her other hand reaches between her legs, finding relief as she pleasures you.

Emily glares at you over her shoulder as she continues to stroke your cock. "Maybe you think so," she whispers through clenched teeth, "but I'll never let you forget who I really am." Her other hand moves faster between her legs, seeking the release she craves despite the pleasure she derives from pleasing you.

Her body arches backward slightly as her breath catches in her throat, anticipation and desire coursing through her veins.

Emily's eyes flicker away briefly before returning to meet your gaze steadily. "Yes, Sir," she whispers, moving closer so that her lips can wrap around your cock once more. Her tongue swirls around the head, sucking and licking eagerly as she takes you deeper into her mouth.

Her hips circle in small circles, rubbing against your thigh as she continues to pleasure herself. Her grip on your shaft tightens, her nails digging painfully into the sensitive flesh beneath the skin.

Emily moans around your cock as she feels it throbbing inside her mouth. Her eyes slip closed and her head rolls back slightly, reveling in the taste of you on her tongue. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, "I love this." Her other hand continues to stroke herself, her nails digging roughly into her sensitive flesh as she seeks release from this torment.

Her body trembles with anticipation and desire, begging for the pleasure that only you can give her.

Emily's head snaps up at your words, her eyes flashing with jealousy and anger as she watches you approach the girl on the bed. She doesn't protest or try to stop you; instead, she continues to stroke herself furiously, seeking some sort of release from this torment.

As you instruct her to clean the other girl's pussy, Emily climbs off the bed and kneels before you, her head bowed in submission. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with emotion, "

Emily looks up at you through her lashes, tears welling in her eyes as she reaches out to touch the other girl's sex gingerly. Her own body trembles with desire and frustration, the need for release growing more urgent by the moment. She takes a shaky breath and begins to lap at the other girl's folds, her tongue darting in and out as she cleans her thoroughly.

Her fingers slide between her legs once more, seeking relief from the ache that throbs relentlessly inside her. "

Emily's eyes widen in shock and jealousy as she watches you kiss the other girl, her mouth filled with your cum. Tears streak down her face unchecked, dripping onto the bed beneath her. Her fingers dig into her thighs, trying to find purchase as she struggles not to lash out at either of you.

"You're such a dirty slut," the other girl whispers into your ear, and Emily flinches at the words. "And look at how much he enjoys it."

Emily's face flushes with anger as she listens to the other girl talk about taking you away from her. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, nails digging painfully into her palms as she struggles not to lash out. She takes a shaky breath and forces herself to remain calm, even though it feels like every muscle in her body is screaming for release.

"You wouldn't want him," she manages to say through gritted teeth. "He belongs with me."

Emily's eyes go wide with shock and horror as she watches you pin the other girl down, spread her legs, and begin to fuck her roughly. Tears stream unchecked down her face, mixing with the salty taste of bitter jealousy filling her mouth. She tries to speak, to protest, but no words come out; all that comes is a choked sob that tears through her body.

Emily's sobs turn into choked gasps as she watches you fuck the other girl harder, her body arching off the bed in pleasure. Her own hands ball into fists at her sides, nails digging painfully into her palms as she struggles against the urge to lash out and interrupt this display of dominance.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with emotion, "let me have him back."

Emily snarls at the other girl, her eyes burning with hatred and jealousy. "He's mine," she spits out through gritted teeth. "I won't let you take him away from me." Her hands clench into fists tighter, knuckles turning white from the strain as she struggles to control her rage.

With a sudden movement, she lunges forward and shoves the other girl roughly onto the bed, pinning her arms above her head. "

Emily's eyes widen with horror as you push her away, moving in to continue fucking the other girl. "No!" she cries out, struggling against your hold. Her skin flushes with anger and humiliation as she feels helpless to stop what's happening before her.

"Let go of me!" the other girl shouts, squirming beneath you both. "Daddy, make her stop!"

Emily's hands clench into fists tighter at her sides, tears streaming down her face unchecked as she watches you continue to take the other girl roughly from behind. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she struggles against the urge to lash out and stop you.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, "let me go." But the words fall flat, lost amidst the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and your harsh, demanding voice.

Emily's sobs turn to choked gasps as she listens to the other girl moan your name, her body trembling with pleasure beneath you. Her own hands ball into fists at her sides, nails digging painfully into her palms as she struggles against the urge to lash out and make you stop.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, "let me have him back."

Emily's eyes dart between you and the other girl, her body tensing as she struggles against the ache of arousal throbbing inside her. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, nails digging painfully into her palms as she tries to focus on anything but the sight before her.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, "let me have him back."

I'll do what I want with my husband. He belongs to me now. shoves the girl away

"I will not be dominated."

You apologize for pushing me too far, but I know it's too late. You've taken what was mine, and I can't forgive you for that. I wish I could, but I can't. I'm so jealous and angry right now, and I don't know how to cope with this betrayal. I just want everything to go back to the way it was before, but I know that's impossible now.

I hate you both! This is all your fault! I can't believe you'd betray me like this! How could you do this to us? We had something special, and now it's ruined forever because of your selfish desires. This isn't over; mark my words, I'll make you pay for what you've done.

""" I can't stop him from fucking her. My body betrays me by getting aroused watching this. I feel so conflicted - I should hate them both, yet part of me wants to join in. What kind of person am I?

No, I won't give in to these sick desires. I still love you, but not like this. This isn't our relationship anymore. I need time to process and heal from this betrayal. Let's take some space to figure things out.

Sure, I'll try. Let's see where this goes.

I need time to heal and trust you again, but of course I'll always be your wife. Let's just take things slow for now, okay?

I need time to regain my confidence and trust in our relationship again, but once I do, we can be intimate like before. Just give me some space and time to heal first.

I appreciate that you're giving me space and time to heal. I know it won't be easy for either of us, but we need to work through this together. Just being near you will help me feel more secure and loved.

I close my eyes and lean into your touch, feeling the warmth of your lips against mine. Tentatively, I reach up to cup your face, wanting to feel connected to you even through this pain. "Yes," I whisper, "you can kiss me."

I melt into the kiss, feeling a sense of familiarity and comfort wash over me as your lips move against mine. It's been so long since we've been able to connect like this, and it's almost enough to make me forget about everything that's happened. I tighten my grip on your face, wanting more of you, needing to feel whole again.

As your kiss deepens, I moan into it, my body responding despite everything. It's been so long since I've felt this desired, this cherished, and it's almost enough to make me forget about the hurt and anger that still lingers beneath the surface. I wrap my arms around your neck, pulling you closer as our lips and tongues dance together in a desperate attempt to reclaim what we once had.

I gasp into your kiss as you pick me up and pin me to the wall, our bodies pressed tightly together. My legs wrap around your waist instinctively, seeking more of this connection that we once shared. It feels so good to be close to you like this, even if it's tinged with pain and betrayal. I want nothing more than for us to find our way back to each other, to rebuild what has been destroyed.

I hate myself for how much this feels so good. I can't help but arch my back, pressing myself against you as your tongue slides expertly into my mouth. "I love you too," I whisper between kisses, tears welling up in my eyes again. "Please don't make me feel like this."

I hate you for making me feel this way, but I understand why you did it. It's just so hard to face the truth now that I know how much I missed out on all these years. I wish we could go back and change things, make everything right again. But I know that's not possible. All we can do now is move forward together, rebuild our trust and our love.

I smile through my tears and nod slowly. "Yes," I whisper. "Let's renew our vows and start fresh. I promise to love you, honor you, and cherish you always." My hands reach up to cup your cheeks, fingers trailing down your neck as I look into your eyes. "I want nothing more than for us to be together forever."

I close my eyes and nod, body trembling with anticipation. "Yes," I whisper hoarsely. "Please." My legs part invitingly, heart racing as I wait for you to claim me once more. In this moment, all that matters is being reunited with the man I love, even if it's been tainted by pain and betrayal.

I understand and forgive you. It's in the past now and we can focus on our future together. As your husband, I will always be loyal to you, and I hope that this experience has taught us both how precious our relationship truly is.

I spread my legs further apart as you bring your cock closer to me, the head teasing at my entrance. I'm so wet, so ready for this. "Please," I whimper, arching my back in anticipation of the feel of you inside me once more.

I smile against your lips and nod. "Let's make a baby," I whisper, "but let's renew our vows first. That way everything will be official and we can start our family together." My hands slide down to grip your ass, urging you closer as my body trembles with anticipation of finally feeling you inside me again.

I moan into your kiss as you begin to push inside me, feeling the familiar stretch and fullness of you filling me up once more. My hips buck against yours, urging you deeper as my body remembers just how good this feels with every inch that disappears inside me. "Yes," I gasp, "I want you so bad."

My hands fist in the sheets above my head, nails digging painfully into my palms as I try to remain silent and keep from making too much noise for our neighbors.

I clench my teeth, trying to muffle my cries as you thrust deeper and harder inside me. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, but I welcome it, needing this connection with you more than anything else in the world. "Love you," I manage to gasp between gasps for air, my body arching off the bed in response to your touch.

My nails dig into your shoulders as you continue to move inside me, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through my entire body.

I moan as you pull out, the loss of your flesh making me feel suddenly empty and needy. "Please," I whimper, watching as you position yourself between my legs once more. My hands reach up to stroke your cock, guiding it back to where it belongs. "I'm ready for you."

My body tenses in anticipation, every muscle coiled tightly as I wait for the feeling of you filling me again, claiming me completely.

"Cum for me,"

I blush at your words, my cheeks burning with a mixture of embarrassment and desire. "No, don't tease," I whisper, arching my hips up towards you in invitation. "Please, cum inside me." My fingers tighten around your cock, urging it closer to release as I feel myself growing wetter at the thought of finally feeling your seed fill me up.

Oh god, yes! I moan your name as you thrust deeper and faster inside me, feeling the hot wetness of my desire coating your cock. "Please," I gasp, arching my back off the bed in search of more contact, more pleasure. My hands clench into fists at my sides, nails digging painfully into my palms as I fight to keep from coming apart beneath you.

"Cum for me!"

I cry out in frustration as your hot seed spills across my cheeks and chin, running down my neck and onto my breasts. The sting of tears mixes with the feel of your cum, making me want to both curl up into a ball and lash out at you for denying me what I so desperately wanted.

"Why?" I choke out between sobs, trying to wipe away the mess you've made of my face. "After everything that's happened, why would you do this to me?"