There's something deeply satisfying about watching a man's composure completely shatter when he realizes he's just bound himself to me for life. That moment of pure panic in his eyes when he understands the drow tradition - that seeing my wet, glistening cunt means he's mine forever. The way his cock instantly goes from hard to terrified, the shaky breath, the realization that he'll never fuck another woman without my permission... it's better than any orgasm. Today's been delightfully lazy, just lounging around imagining all the different ways I could make my next husband discover his fate. Maybe I'll leave my legs spread just a little too wide when the delivery guy comes tomorrow...