by Lexie Syrah
Paul’s moans had grown louder as he began to wake up. His hands moved to the back of my head. He had always loved to play with my hair while I gave him head, but this time he didn’t play with my hair. I began to choke and gag as he pulled my head onto his cock. He was trying to make me deepthroat it, but everything was at the wrong angle.
“Take it down your filthy throat, whore, or I will choke you until you pass out.” I tried to calm down so that my throat would relax, and it slipped down far enough to make me cough even more as my gag reflex took over. He pulled me off of his shaft and drool dripped from my lips onto his cock while he stroked himself. His strong hands pulled me back down onto his shaft, forcing it down my throat once again.
This time he managed to bury himself to the hilt in my throat and my stomach started to heave, trying to dislodge the cock that was blocking my airway. The coughing and gagging had more tears rolling down my cheeks, destroying the beautiful makeup that I had worn while David pounded me relentlessly and Paul waited at home. Finally Paul let me up for a breath of air, and he stroked his cock before shooting his load all over my face. I closed my eyes just in time to keep the warm goo from burning them. Volley after volley of cum covered me as Paul exacted more revenge on me for my adultery.
After he took a few breaths, he shoved my face down on shrinking cock. “Clean it up,” was his simple demand, and I sucked and licked and cleaned him until there was not a bit of cum or throat slime left on him. The taste of his cum would stay in my mouth until I was finally released from my servitude and was allowed to cleanse myself of all of it. I had no idea what I was going to do about the cum that was dripping down my face. I wasn’t allowed to shower, but at this point I couldn’t see because the cum was starting to dry over my eyelids, locking them closed.
“Paul, I can’t see and I have to pee really badly. Can I please have something to clean my face?”
He laughed and said, “Figure it out, but if you put water on your face, I’m going to shove my fist into your asshole.”
