If you thought pornstars like me, Kaiia Eve, have it easy with our boyfriends, boy are you ever wrong. Let me tell you about something that happened to me tonight! You won’t believe it.
I could feel the anger coursing through my veins as I sat across from my man, pretending to listen to his excuses. He thought he was in for a big treat tonight, but little did he know that it was going to be anything but. I had been suspicious for weeks now, catching glimpses of flirty texts from unknown numbers and seeing lipstick stains on his collar. But tonight, I finally had proof. I knew for sure that he was cheating on me.
As he rambled on about how much he loved me and how sorry he was for working late so often, my mind raced with thoughts of revenge. How could he think he could get away with cheating on me? With all those lies and empty promises? No, it was time for him to pay for his betrayal.
“I know what you’ve been doing,” I interrupted him, my voice cold and steady.
“What are you talking about?” He stuttered, feigning innocence.
“Don’t play dumb with me,” I spat. “I have evidence. Proof of your infidelity.”
His eyes widened in shock and fear as I revealed the photos and messages I had collected over the past few weeks. He tried to stammer excuses, but I wasn’t interested in hearing them.
“You thought you could just fuck around on me and get away with it?” I whispered into his ear, my breath hot against his neck.
“N-no, baby, please,” he begged, his voice trembling.
But it was too late for apologies or begging. It was time for punishment.
With one swift motion, I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back as I straddled him in the bed. His eyes widened in fear as he realized what was about to happen.
“You don’t get to touch this pussy anymore,” I growled, grabbing his hands and pinning them above his head. “But you do get to taste this fucking ass.”
I could see the fear and disgust in his eyes as I forced his face towards my backside. With one hand still holding him in place, I used the other to pull down my underwear, exposing my bare booty.
“No, please,” he begged, struggling against my grip.
But I was already lowering myself onto his face, smothering him with my ass. He struggled and squirmed beneath me, but I held him in place, enjoying the feeling of power and control.
“You want to cheat on me? You want to betray our love?” I taunted, grinding my hips against his face.
He couldn’t answer, his muffled cries and gasps for air only fueled my anger. After a few minutes of this punishment, I finally released him and stood up, leaving him panting and red-faced in the chair.
“I hope you learned your lesson,” I sneered before grabbing my things and storming out of the room.
As I drove home that night, a sense of satisfaction washed over me. He would think twice before cheating on me again. Except… was it pleasure or pain that I inflicted upon him? Did I feel a smile washing over his lips as I lowered myself onto his face? Hmm… What do YOU think? Watch the video on Ass Devotion and judge for yourself!