"Here's how this works. It's pretty simple. You are my wife. I am the man. You do as I say. You cook, clean, and take my cock. I buy you pretty things."
"I don't want.... I can't..."
"Option two is I take you back the the hotel, spank and fuck that ass until the coroner comes to pick you up. Which option would you like?"
Barely above a whisper "I'm your wife."
"Good girl."
I turned toward him and leaned up to kiss him.
