Lying in bed, thinking about the new diamond tennis bracelet my husband just bought me… but honestly? It’s not just the jewelry that gets me wet. It’s the power. The way he provides, spoils me, and then claims his reward. The unspoken transaction: my beauty, my body, my complete submission in our bed, in exchange for a life where every desire is met before I even ask. Tonight, I’m craving something specific—his hands around my throat while he fucks me from behind, reminding me exactly who owns this luxurious life I live. The best part? He never says no.