You take her home and discipline her.

You reach down and wrap her hair around your hand, pulling her head back. She winces at the pain, but looks you straight in the eyes. Your voice is firm and loud.

"Did you fuck those band members?"

"Yes...sir..." She whimpers.

"Have you been fucking Jason since then?"

"Yes..."

"Were you cheating on me before then?"

"No, not once, sir."

"Will you *ever* go behind my back again?"

"No, sir, I've learned my lesson."

"You haven't begun to learn your lesson. If you want to stay with me you'll take your punishment, to come after this, but if you're too afraid or don't think you can be loyal, shake your head and I don't want to ever see you again."

She looks away and thinks for a second, doubting herself. But she finally turns back to you.

"You're what's most important, and I've been a dumb slut. I deserve whatever you decide for me. Just please don't leave me."

You look down at the pitiful face still covered in spit. You can see that her eyes are still filled with love and asking for mercy. But you realize you can never unsee her slutty side, eagerly taking a dick down her throat. You may forgive her, but your relationship will never be the same.

You drag her to her feet by her hair and march her out of the bathroom. She tries to move towards Jason's bedroom.

"Just let me get my clothes," She tries to say, nonchalantly.

You firmly hold her back by her hair.

"No, slut, you won't be needing them any time soon."

You lead her out of the house towards your car. In the bright sun her still wet body glistened bright. She tries to cover her tits and pussy with her hands as she walks.

"Hands down, slut. You lost your modesty."

You lead her to the passenger door and open it for her. Just then, you hear someone calling to her from the neighbor's yard.

"Hey miss, are you okay?"

You stop and let go of her hair because you realize how this might look. Jane looks calmly at you, then over to the neighbor. Her voice changes to the sweet, lovely tone she typically uses.

"Haha, yes! I'm okay, thanks for asking! We're just roleplaying! I'm pretending to be a cheating slut and he's bringing me back home! Sorry for troubling you!" She jumps in the car, smiling.

You shut the door, smile and wave at the befuddled neighbor, and get in the driver's side. Instantly, she returns to her meek, timid state.

"Good girl."

She smiles, very warm to the praise.

"I'll do anything to make it up to you, sir."