"I never want to do that again! You said I could go after three but that was five, you bitch! You're crazy!" Jack yells, before he can stop himself. He realizes his mistake when Heather looks absolutely stunned, but before he can take it back she's snatched him up and squeezed the breath out of him.

"I think you need some alone time to calm down and think about what you just said. And to think about how good you have it." Heather tells him matter-of-factly, pulling off her panties all the way with one hand.

"Most guys would pay money just to get a feel of this pussy, and you get as much of it as you could ask for. If you're not going to be my little lover then I can just sell you to Bella, but if you're serious about this life then you need to learn to love every part of me. Especially my pussy."

She sounds genuinely upset. Jack tries to shout back an apology, but can't get the breath, and she doesn't seem to notice as she leans over him with what almost looks like tears building in her eyes.

"Now, this time while you're inside me, I want you to think about how good you had it last night, and how you're going to apologize to me when you get out and then MAYBE we can try last night again." She says coldly, before pursing her lips and dropping a huge glob of spit on him. Before he can figure out what's happening, she takes the hand with him inside it back behind her waist, and promptly crams him head-first up her asshole.

Suddenly, Jack finds himself imprisoned inside Heather once again, and this time it's worse than he could even have imagined. The walls are even tighter than before, and hug his face uncomfortably even as they squeeze around his shoulders. Worst of all, every breath feels like he's burning up from the inside out, and he cries for Heather to forgive him and let him out.

His only answer is that she starts getting dressed for the day, shaking him around and sending him a bit further inside her with every step. She feels a little guilty for deciding to trap him in there that long even though she knows it's for his own good. Even though her little man is supposed to love every square inch of her, she has to admit it can't be great for him in there.

She decides to take him out right away once she's alone after the party. Then, if he's learned his lesson and apologizes really nicely, maybe she can let him off the hook already. Otherwise, she might just have to keep checking every day until she sees he's learned.

At least now, she doesn't have to come up with an excuse for keeping her new boy-toy from her friends. She'll just tell them he isn't available because she had to punish him today.