Punishment; An Angry Facefuck [MF] [oral] [rough] [facial]

I’ve been called many things.

Protective.

Tall, Dark and Handsome.

Fuckfaced Asshole.

Calm, Cool and Collected.

Daddy. 

But never, ever, have I been called stupid. 

Until today, where my longtime girlfriend was actively insulting my intelligence. See, Amber and I are goddamn whores for each other, with no intentions to slow down. We fuck anywhere, anytime at any moment. Hell, yesterday she was grabbing on my cock in the checkout line at Home Depot, and sucked me off on the way home. The sex recently has been so mind blowing because we transitioned into more of an open relationship.

A tame open relationship, but open nonetheless. We didn’t partake in groupsex, threesomes, orgies or swingers parties. It’s simply that sometimes she has needs that can only be satiated by a womans touch, or in her words, “clit on clit action.” Fine by me, because I occasionally require the thrill of pounding the asshole of another grown man until he quivers. Then I blow a load on his back. I’m a lucky guy with a gorgeous girlfriend who also likes thick sweaty cocks, so what?

We have only one rule. We ask the other for permission. 

Tonight, Amber refused to follow that rule.

Permission is much more than asking the other for a “yes” or “no.” We are making the other aware of what we’re doing, where we’re doing it, and who we’re doing it with. It’s how we keep the overall health and safety of our relationship a top priority. More than once I’ve met her new flame and saved her from sticking her tongue in crazy. She’s also saved me from fucking some guy who was going to get too attatched.

Yet right now, at this very moment, Amber decided that she was above asking me for permission. it is 11:58 p.m on a Friday night, and she is nowhere to be seen. She told me she’d be at a club with her friends, and would return around 12:30 a.m. Her friends would be at the club with her, and she’d be safe, drunk and sound. However, that is not what is currently happening. Not only do I follow her two best friends on Instagram, they’re at different clubs. Cumulatively, they’ve uploaded 20 minutes of their night on their Instagram stories. 

Amber isn’t in any picture or video. Not one.

Odd, right? What could my gorgeous girlfriend be doing? Specifically what I told her not to. What would that be? I’ll take, “FUCKING THE UPSTAIRS NEIGHBOOR FOR $300, ALEX.” From the moment I saw our neighbor, I could tell she was a few cards short of a whole deck, but hot as hell. We hardly saw her, she was always working. Until a few days ago, we ran into her and she said she was moving out of the country soon. Amber couldn’t resist the ticking clock. 

So while she sent me text messages like, “Having so much fun!” and “The night is going well!” and “Super drunk!”, I was really standing outside of the apartment door, clearly hearing “Yes, Amber fuck me!”

I needed no further proof.

Simply because she’s the love of my life, with my ring already purchased, means nothing. No teary eyed apology would save her from my punishment. Amber was going to atone.

The front door opens, I hear Amber toss her keys on the table, her feet thump down the hall. She opens the bedroom door to see me in the dark, sitting on the edge of the bed. Waiting for this exact moment.

“David, are you ok?” She asks.

“Where were you tonight?” I ask.

She laughs, “What is this? Some good cop bad cop shit? Did I miss my curfew, mother?”

Through gritted teeth, “I’m not fucking around.”

“You’re looking hella crazy right now. Like, how long have you been sitting here in the dark?”

I’m in no mood for her sass. “Did you fuck that girl?”

She’s as still as stone. Her mouth opens and closes, but no words are disclosed. Her brain cannot form a lie fast enough. Especially considering she thought she had all her bases covered for her night of infidelity. Her silence speaks volumes.

I say, “Cat got your tongue now huh?”

Her plump lips shudder. “I didn’t fuck anyone. I was with my girls at the club.”

“Which club?”

Instantly she says, “Inferno.”

“Interesting.” I say, “Because Valerie was there and you weren’t in a single photo. And Maya was at Truth. So who’s lying?”

Her eyes dart around the room feverishly, the gears in her head turn as fast as they can, but it isn’t enough. She’s just a hamster in a wheel I built. The moment she walked in the room, I already knew what I was doing with her.

She spits out, “I just didn’t feel like being in any pictures-”

By this point, I’ve had it. I launch off the bed, grab her shoulders and pin her on her knees. A huge thump echoes on the floor. I’m towering over her before she can blink. Her cute cheeks and big adorable eyes weren’t going to calm me down.

“Amber Elise Williams. Tell me another fucking lie.”

“David, I’m not-” My right hand slaps her across the cheek, and I can feel her body shudder in that instant of contact. “Did. You. Fuck. Her?”

She pauses and looks deep into my eyes. “Yes.”

I smack her again, harder than the first time. My right hand grabs her jaw and forces her eyes to stare into mine, keeping them locked onto me. She’s never seen me this serious and in this moment, I’m drunk on both rage and power and my cock is as hard as a diamond. I’m in love with it all.

“So you fucked her?”

Her eyes dare not look away. “Mhmm.”

“Without permission?”

“Yes.”

I take a deep breath. “Good to know.”

My free hand unbuckles my belt, unzips my pants, and whips my cock out. It’s positioned perky and erect, centimetres away from her lips. I’m practically dripping with precum. Her brown eyes stare lock on it. 

I demand, “Open your fucking mouth.”

Her lips open slightly, their small parting offends me more than fucking the neighbor. She knows good and goddamn well her mouth needs more of an opening to deal with me. That’s fine. She was about to learn. Before she can even take a breath, I stuff her throat full of cock.

No foreplay, no warning and no sugarcoating. She gags immediately. 

I fuck her throat with rhythm, fast enough to keep her mouth occuped, slow enough to let her know I was just beginning. “I told you to not touch her, didn’t I?”

I take greater pleasure in her being unable to respond with her mouth full. With a complete lack of urgency, I slowly remove my cock and and desperately gasps for air when my entire length is removed. “Uh huh!” she says, coughing up globs of her saliva and my precum. 

“You could have kept your cunt in your pants. But you didn’t want to. Amber doesn’t want to listen does she!?”

“Amber does want to listen! She’s so sorry baby!”

Before she can tell me another lie, my cock is shoved over her tongue again. My fingers get lost in her wavy dark brown hair, and hold her locks tight to give her face a deep, through fucking. Precum and saliva dribbles down her chin with my relentless strokes. Tears form at the corners of her eyes, running down her cheeks. 

I yank myself out of her; she collapses on all fours in response, sucking in each breath of air she can. Any other time, I’d have finished in her mouth and got her ice cream, but it’d be too merciful of me to finish swiftly. 

She looks up, and I can see a faint smile pulling at the corners of her lips. God, she’s gorgeous. Amber was a bad girl, who did a naughty thing, and lied about it, but was somehow enjoying her punishment. Bruising her throat, fucking her like a slut, but she had the nerve to smile. For the next few days, everytime she spoke, swallowed or took a deep breath she was going to remember why. And was going to be goddamn sure to not do it again.

I say, “I bet you like this, you fucking slut. this isn’t even a punishment for you, is it?”

“It’s a punishment. It is!”

I pull her up to her knees, and my face is inches from her nose. I force her mouth open, and spit into it. She recoils for just a moment, before my hand clamps her lips and mouth shut. “Fucking swallow that shit.”

With a loud gulp, she does as instructed. Her eyes wide with shock.

I reward her by plunging my cock in her throat again. I relentlessly fuck her pretty mouth until I get tired. Tears, saliva, mascara, precum, they all paint her pretty face.They run down her neck, and settle onto her perky tits I love.

“You’re not gonna touch that girl again, you understand?” I pop out of her mouth for a moment, and her chest heaves with desperate, frantic breaths.

“I WON”T!” she cries.

I smack her across the face once more, turning her cheeks bright red. “You touch another girl without asking I will pound you like a whore, understand?”

My eyes roll into the back of my head when my cock pierces her lips, and her tongue massages the underside of my shaft. The view of this 10 choking on my cock, under my control, with my precum on her pretty face while I fucked it is becoming too much for me to resist.

I stroke my dick only centimeters away from her nose. My knees shake, my thighs tense, and my balls tightened. With a deep roar, I shoot five long ropes of my thick white cum across her face, her soft features covered in my orgasm. Her eyes shut while it collects over her cheeks, forehead and lips. Some of it gets in her hair, and she hates that, but I can’t control that. Where it goes, it goes.

We catch up on our breaths. Damn, I cannot wait to marry this pain in the ass. For her disobeying the rules for the first time, this punishment suffices. Next time I would tie her up and tease her until she begs for an orgasm. Then I’d promptly leave her and go for a walk or something.

But for now, she slowly opens her eyes, and I kiss her lips. Her brown orbs are filled with guilt and uncertainty. But for now, her punishment was over. She awaits my next action quietly, breathing tenderly through that freshly fucked windpipe.

“I love you.” I say this with more certainty than ever before. “Now clean yourself up, we’re getting ice cream.”

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