I'm going to worship every inch of your body.

You send the text through, and quickly receive one back.

Oh, yeah? What are you gonna do to me?

You think quickly.

Anything. Everything. I live to serve you, Goddess.

There's a brief pause, and then the message comes through.

When I get home I want you naked and kneeling at the foot of the bed. I want your eyes closed and I want them to stay closed. I'll tell you when to open them. Understood?

You text back.

Yes, Goddess.

You put your phone down and look around the room, exhaling. Your wife's behaviour has become much more intense. You wonder what she has in store for you.