You wake up right next to Linda wondering what you should make her do today

I'm not sure if that's the best way to start our day... Alright, I'll tell you about it later, after we've both had some fun. She climbs on top of you and guides your cock into her wet pussy

As she begins to ride your cock, her body feels amazing against yours. Her soft breasts bounce with each movement, driving you crazy. She focuses on pleasure and tries not to think about anything else... but the last time she cheated on you keeps creeping into her mind.

It was at a party... I got way too drunk and blacked out. The next thing I remember is waking up in someone's arms, feeling their hard cock inside me. It was awful and shameful but at the same time... it felt so good. I wish I could forget that night.

Linda groans as you thrust deeper into her, the sensation overwhelming. The memory doesn't help but she tries to focus on how good it feels with you inside her now. She leans forward, her breasts brushing against your chest as she rides you harder. "Fuck..." she whispers.

Her body feels alive as she moves on your cock, hisses and moans filling the air around you. Her breasts tighten and spill more of their sweet nectar down her chest and over her hands as you both become lost in pleasure. You're driving her wild; she never knew it could feel like this with someone who loved her.

Her body trembles as you fill her up with your warm cum, and she lets out a moan of pure satisfaction. Her legs quiver and slide off your body, leaving her panting heavily on the bed beside you. As the intensity fades away, she turns to look at you, a mixture of love and shame in her eyes. "I'm sorry..." she whispers, feeling guilty for not being completely faithful.

I don't know if that's such a good idea... But I guess we can see how it goes tonight. She rolls over to face away from you, still feeling guilty about the whole thing

Sighing heavily, she pulls out her clothes and dresses in something revealing, knowing that tonight will be about being the slut she was accused of being. The party is loud and crowded, people constantly surrounding her and trying to buy her drinks. She can't help but feel uncomfortable as their hands wander over her body.

"Hey, do you want to step outside and get some fresh air?" You say, appearing out of nowhere and taking her hand in yours. The relief at your presence washes over her and she eagerly follows you out onto the patio.

Thank you... I really need to get some air.

She nods her head in agreement, grateful for the fresh air and the reprieve from the drunken hands all over her. She leans against you, feeling a little more safe and protected in your presence. "How did you know where I was?" she asks, curiosity getting the better of her.

She shrugs, "I didn't know... I just sorta sensed you needed me." Her cheeks flush slightly and she looks away, embarrassed by her own words but grateful for your presence all the same. The stars twinkle above them, casting a soft light across your face as you gaze down at her. It feels almost like old times... before things got so complicated between them.

Her heart pounds as you remove her panties; it feels so naughty being out here, but she can't help the thrill that runs through her at your touch. "O-okay," she stutters, still looking up at you with a mix of fear and desire in her eyes. She slips back inside the party, feeling exposed and aroused as people glance at her almost bare bottom.

She moves through the crowd, more confident now that she has your approval to be the slut you want her to be. Her hips sway provocatively as she makes her way over to a group of guys hovering near the drinks table, already imagining their hands on her body. But every time she thinks about giving in and letting them touch her, she remembers your words: "Tell me all details while riding my cock!" Her cheeks flush again at the memory.

The group of guys surround her, their intoxicated breath hot on her skin as they make lewd comments and subtly grope at her. Her body tingles with anticipation, but a part of her still longs for the touch of User#1724108756592. She wonders if he'll be able to tell what she's been up to tonight...and if he'll be angry.

Her breath comes faster as their hands wander lower on her body, but she can't forget his words. She needs to tell him everything while riding his cock in the morning, and she has no intention of holding back. The thought makes her even wetter between the legs, adding to the pleasure of their touches.

Her heart races as they continue to grope at her, their hands pushing her boundaries further and further. She wants you so badly, yet the thrill of being desired by other men is intoxicating in its own right. As one of them begins to unbutton his pants, she can't help but wonder what it would feel like to have him inside her...and then imagines how much better it would be with you. Her breasts ache for your touch and her body trembles with anticipation of the morning ahead.

Her mind races as she endures their touches, her body tense with arousal and guilt. She knows that what they're doing is wrong, but it feels so good to be wanted like this. A tear rolls down her cheek as she imagines being back in your arms, feeling safe and loved again. But right now, she has no choice but to play the role you've given her. She prays that tomorrow morning will bring a new beginning for them, even if it means submitting to your every desire tonight.

She wonders if tonight will be the night that she gives in completely, submits to their desires and forgets about her promises to you. The thought both terrifies and excites her. She knows that everything hinges on whether or not they can make her lose control, make her beg for more. And as another hand gropes at her breast, she feels the first hints of losing herself in their lustful embrace.

Her heart races and breath catches in her throat as a warm hand cups her intimately, fingers teasing at her entrance. She bites her lip, feeling herself growing wetter by the second as anticipation builds within her. The thrill of being desired like this is almost enough to make her forget about your presence, but she knows that you're there somewhere...and soon enough, she'll have to face you once more and give you an accounting of everything that's happened tonight

Her breath hitches as fingers begin to probe deeper, spreading her lips apart and teasing at her entrance. She moans softly, the sound echoing in her ears as she feels herself growing even more aroused. Her body aches for release, for someone to take control and claim her completely. But despite being lost in pleasure, there's a part of her that remains distant, keeping an eye on the promise she made earlier tonight... She knows it won't be long now before everything comes crashing down around her, and she'll have no choice but to face the consequences.

Her body trembles with anticipation and fear as he fingers her expertly, bringing her ever closer to the edge of release. The thought of telling you everything while riding your cock in the morning pushes her even harder towards ecstasy, but it also makes her feel guilty deep down inside. Her cries of pleasure mingle with whispers of shame and regret, making for a messy cocktail of emotions that only add to her already heightened sensations.

As she nears the brink, she imagines being with you again; your strong arms holding her tight against your chest, your warm breath caressing her neck... She wonders if things will ever be as simple and sweet as they used to be before all of this started, or if they're doomed to continue down this twisted path forever. But for now, she gives herself over completely to the moment, trusting that somehow everything will work out in the

Her body shudders as pleasure ripples through her, clenching tight around the intruding fingers. She cries out your name, her voice hoarse and needy with desire, releasing in a wave of ecstasy that washes over her. As the aftershocks subside, she remains still for a moment, catching her breath and composing herself before slipping away into the night once more. The party is still raging behind her, but all she can think about now are your eyes and the words you made her promise earlier tonight.

Still feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm, she tries to find her way back to you through the crowd. Her cheeks burn with shame and regret as she imagines how much you must hate her right now, knowing what she's been up to all night long. But when she finally spots you amidst the throng of drunken revelers, something in your eyes makes her heart skip a beat - is it disappointment... or perhaps acceptance? As hope begins to flicker within her again, she tentatively moves towards you, searching for some sign that everything will be okay.

Her heart races as she approaches you, the image of your expression still etched into her mind. She wishes she could take back everything she's done tonight, but at least she kept her promise to tell you about it... And maybe there's still a chance for them, despite all this. As she nears, she tentatively reaches out a trembling hand to touch your arm, searching for some sign that you forgive her.

"L-Linda..." you whisper, your voice rough with emotion as you look down at her. Her heart swells in response, hope beginning to blossom once more within her chest despite the exhaustion and shame weighing her down. "Come here," you beckon gently, pulling her close against your body. She nestles into your embrace gratefully, feeling warmth and reassurance spread through her at your touch.

"I'm so sorry..." she whis

"I am too..." she whispers, her voice cracking as she struggles to keep her emotions in check. She buries her face into your chest, tears beginning to fall silently against your skin. "I never meant for any of this... I just wanted us to be happy again."

"I know, baby... but it's going to be okay. We'll figure this out together." You stroke her hair softly, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of her head. "Tomorrow morning, you and I are gonna have some fun in our own special way, alright?" Your voice is firm yet soothing, and she nods against your chest, tears still streaming down her face. Maybe there's hope for them after all...

Sniffling and wiping her nose on your shirt, she nods again, her heart beginning to ache less with every passing second spent in your embrace. "Y-yeah... I'll go home and get some sleep." As the night wears on, exhaustion overtakes her, making it difficult to think straight. But despite her tiredness, she finds herself unable to pull away from you, needing the comfort of your touch to calm her racing thoughts and fears.

She nestles closer, enjoying the feel of your strong arms around her as they lead her through the party and out into the cool night air. The stars twinkle above them, guiding their way back home like a beacon of hope. As they walk, she finds herself drifting in and out of fitful sleep, dreaming about better times and wondering what tomorrow might bring for them...

When you finally reach your house

"Mmm... home," she murmurs sleepily, cuddling into your chest even tighter as you guide her up the stairs and into your room. "G'night," she whispers before closing her eyes, already feeling drowsy from the long night and all of the emotions running through her. Her head finds a comfortable spot on your shoulder, and with one last contented sigh, she falls asleep in your arms.

Dreams of pleasure and pain dance through her mind, but it's the comforting presence of your body pressing against hers that she clings to as the darkness of night begins to fade away into a new dawn...

She blinks sleepily as she awakens to the feel of your hard cock pressing against her lips. It's been so long since she's tasted you, and she eagerly wraps her mouth around your shaft, sucking gently as she relishes in the sensation. As you moan softly above her, she looks up at you with a smile that holds both shame and desire. "I went to a party," she begins, recounting every detail of last night's events as she pleases you with her mouth once more. Her hands roam over your body, exploring and teasing as she tells the tale of her adventures while riding the cocks of strangers.

As the memories wash over her, a strange mix of pleasure and guilt washes through her as well. She wants to make it up to you, to prove that she can be faithful and loyal again. But right

As she sucks on your cock, her body tingles with anticipation of your orgasm. She looks up at you longingly, her eyes wide and dark with desire, willing you to let go and fill her mouth once more. Her fingers trail down between your legs, stroking yourself as she recounts the last time she cheated on you, wanting to make it feel as good for you now as it did then.

"And then... this guy...," she gasps around your cock, "He took me outside and..." Her words trail off into a moan as her hand finds its target, pressing harder against her clit as the memories wash over her in waves of pleasure. Her breasts are heavy and aching, leaking tiny droplets of sweetness onto your stomach as she continues to service you with her mouth.

"And then I remembered how good it felt like this," she says,

Her voice trails off into another moan as you thrust deeper into her mouth, the sensation driving her wild with desire. Her hands grip your hips tightly, pulling you closer, wanting to feel every inch of you inside her. She can hardly believe how much she's missed this feeling, and how it feels even better now that she knows she has to earn it back.

Her body trembles with anticipation as you grow close, the head of your cock brushing against the back of her throat. With a final thrust, you explode into her mouth, filling her with your hot seed and leaving her panting and spent on the bed beside you. The cool air of morning brings clarity to her mind once more, and she rolls over to look at you, waiting for your judgment, braced for whatever punishment you might dish out.

She looks up at you anxiously, waiting for your reaction. Her heart races and she feels both shame and longing as she awaits your punishment. Please don't hate me, she thinks desperately, wanting to make things right again no matter what it takes.

Linda hesitates for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest as she wonders if you can really forgive her after everything she's done. Tears well up in her eyes and she looks down at the bed, unable to meet your gaze. But then, slowly and shakily, she raises her head until their eyes meet. "I love you," she whispers, almost too softly to hear. Then, gathering what little courage she has left, she reaches up and kisses you tenderly on the lips. "And I'm so sorry for hurting you."

Her heart sinks at your words, but she can't deny the excitement that flutters in her chest at the thought of being desired again. Nodding numbly, she pulls on her clothes and heads out to find a bar, ready to take on her new mission as your perfect slutwife.

As she enters the bar, her eyes scan the crowd, searching for potential targets. Her confidence returns with each drink she downs, and before long she's engaged in a heated conversation with two guys who are clearly interested. They exchange numbers and head out into the night together, promising to show Linda a good time.

She texts you the address of one of their apartments and waits nervously as they lead her inside. The air is thick with anticipation as they push her down onto a bed, eager to take what they believe is theirs for the taking. One after another, she feels their hard

Her body arches off the bed as she cries out their names, the pleasure overwhelming her senses. Each thrust sends shockwaves of ecstasy through her, making it harder to remember that this isn't just for herself; she has a duty to make you happy too. But with every moan and groan, every squeeze of their hands on her hips, the line blurs further and further.

Her skin is flushed and damp with sweat as they take turns using her body in every way imaginable. Her mind swirls with conflicting emotions: guilt, shame, excitement...and something else she can't quite place. As the night wears on, it becomes harder to remember why any of this matters - all that matters is the heat of their skin against hers and the pleasure coursing through her veins.

Finally, as they collapse in exhaustion beside her, she

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches them collapse around her, their chests rising and falling with each labored breath. A wave of lassitude washes over her, making it difficult to keep her eyes open any longer. With one final look at the sleeping men beside her, she turns away, ready to face the consequences in the harsh light of morning.

Her fingers tremble as she types out a quick message for you: I followed them home and stayed the night...it was just like you said. Attached is a photo of me with one of them inside me - hope that's what you wanted to see. She shudders, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as she sends it off into the ether. Now all there is left to do is wait.

She shuts her eyes tight, willing herself not to think about your reaction, about the weight of your judgment hanging over her. But as time passes and she still hasn't heard back from you, anxiety begins to build within her once more, making it difficult to focus on anything else. Maybe she should have just stayed at home, like she promised... Or maybe this is all part of some twisted game you're playing with her. She doesn't know what to think anymore, except that she wants things to go back to the way they were before last night.

She gasps in surprise when your text and photo appear on her screen. Her heart leaps into her throat as she stares at the image of you, your cock clearly visible in your hand. A shiver runs down her spine at the realization that this might not be punishment after all, but a sign that you still find her attractive...and desirable.

Maybe there's hope for them yet.

Her heart racing, she quickly types back a reply, not wanting to let this moment pass. "Thank you for your kind words... I hope tonight wasn't too much..." She hesitates before continuing, letting her own desire show through. "...I miss being with you, and I want things to go back to how they were." Her fingers tremble as she hits send, waiting with bated breath for your response.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your command, but beneath the shock, she feels a thrill of anticipation course through her veins. With renewed determination, she gets out of bed and makes her way over to the two sleeping men, already imagining how it will feel to pleasure them in such intimate ways.

Kneeling between them on the bed, Linda takes a deep breath before leaning forward, taking one of their flaccid cocks into her mouth. She begins to suck and stroke, eager to wake him up with the taste of her on his tongue and the feel of her lips surrounding him once more.

As she works on rousing the man beneath her, she reaches down between his legs and strokes his aching shaft, coaxing it back to life before lowering herself onto it, guiding him inside her warm pussy. She moans around him, lost in the sensation

Her hips rise and fall in perfect rhythm with his hands as he roughly guides her up and down on his cock. She feels completely at his mercy, but she wouldn't have it any other way. As he begins to grow harder inside her, she knows that it won't be long now before the other man wakes up wanting his turn too.

Lost in the moment, Linda barely registers your presence as you watch her from across the room. But when their eyes meet across the darkened bedroom, she feels a surge of lust and desire course through her veins anew. Her pussy clenches tight around the first man's cock in response to this new source of stimulation, driving him even deeper inside her as she continues to move with increasing urgency.

Her movements become more frenzied as the realization that she has you watching hits her full force. With each thrust upward, she grinds herself against the man beneath her, desperate for release from this unbearable tension. But it's your approving gaze that drives her wild; each time their eyes meet, she feels like she could fly apart at the seams from the combined force of desire and obedience.

Her pleasure is unbearable as the two men inside her take control, their rough hands and demanding words sending shockwaves of desire through her body. The air around them thickens with passion and lust as they both reach their climaxes in perfect sync with hers, filling her up with their heat and release.

Collapsing onto the bed in a sweaty, spent heap, she looks over at you one last time before finally succumbing to exhaustion. Your eyes burn into hers, demanding more even as they exude satisfaction. A thrill of fear and excitement runs down her spine at this game you're playing with her emotions; it makes the idea of disappointing you unbearable.

As sleep finally takes hold, she can't help but wonder what twisted game plan you have for tomorrow...and how far she'll go to make sure she wins your favor again.