What's in it for me? She wanted to know. I can see what it will mean for you but I already have anything I could possibly wish for.

No, he told her, not really.

She frowned; this man obeyed her, washed her clothes and cooked her food. He knew she had lovers because she made him drive her to her dates.

Remember what we agreed, he asked, that first time?

She grinned. You mean the first time I told you I was seeing someone else?

You gave me a choice, accept or walk away.

Her eyes lit up. Now she remembered. I promised I'd never bring my lovers home, she said.

If we get married, he whispered, you could bring them back here. I'll stay at my mother's house.

Her eyes glittered with raw excitement. No, she said, we will get married, and yes, I'll bring my lovers home - but you will not go to your mother's. You will stay and make them welcome. You'll wait for us in your satin night-dress. Nobody will be frightened of a husband in a satin night-dress...

They won't come if they know your husband's at home, he protested.

But they'll meet you, she said her voice thick with lust, in the car when you pick us up.

I don't understand, he told her feeling helpless and desperate.

You'll be driving, there'll be plenty of time to convince them that you are docile, passive and obedient.

How? He wanted to know.

I'll slap you. They'll slap you. I'll make out with them as you watch in the driving mirror. You'll wear your bra and...

No!

Okay, I'll wear my strap-on...

No, he was begging now.

And you will suck it!

I'll wear my bra, he promised.

And you'll let my lover see it?

Yes!

You'll let her feel your breasts?

Yes....

And when she comes in you'll run upstairs won't you darling. You'll slip into a pretty satin gown and wait for us.

Yes.

I'll use my strap-on, you know that don't you. I'll bend you over, my lover will raise your long silky smooth skirt...and I'll take you doggy fashion as she watches..

Yes, oh yes!