Life As My  Husband

Your life as my slave spouse is full time. From waking to resting, your entire life is devoted to Me. When you make that commitment, you can never, ever, forget who wears the pants in this relationship: Me. I wear the pants and control everything because I am fantastic at it. You do all of the delegations and manual labor, then you kneel and supplicate. In fact, I think this relationship would be more enjoyable if you started calling me Daddy from now on. When your slutty moans fill the house at night, and your days are filled with scrubbing the floors, you will be a very content, very exhausted whore. A new motivation to get you hard and scrubbing all the bathrooms, might just be a new, even bigger strap-on that surprises you while you're bent over. You'll have to stretch and work for it. I'm never satisfied with a boring life, and demand your slutty holes at all hours to entertain. You're going to open up and gag for it, and then I'm going to bend you over and fuck you so hard that dinner is early and served in bed, every night for the next month while you eat your semen for me. You're going to beg for it, and you're going to smile about it.