Jane is thrilled, sort of

"I can't believe you, John..." she began, shaking her head slightly.

I took a breath, prepared to order her across my lap for a sound spanking, but she continued, brightening.

"Can't believe you would take things so far so quickly! I love it! I mean, I don't necessarily love the idea of being parked on the sidelines while you make love to another woman..." She chewed her lip anxiously for a moment before continuing. "But I can see that you're really into this, and honestly, watching that video and hearing you talk about it... it's turning me on."

I reached a hand towards her and she sank to her knees before my couch, taking my hand in both of hers. "I must say, you're handling this well."

"I want to be your fantasy, John. I love you. I will do everything I can to make your wildest fantasies come true. And if that means you fucking other women while I watch, if it means luring innocent girls to our marital bed so you can deflower them, then I will learn to love it. Just promise me you will always love me, and take care of me like you said. Your wife and ****."

I smiled. "Of course. This is our life. Any other women we include are just props, no matter how much I may tease you by showering them with affection. You made me wait three years and marry you to finally take you to bed, so now you get to remain a virgin bride while I plow your friends, the neighbors, maybe that cute girl at the coffee shop down the street... because I love you."

Blushing at my direct words, she nodded. "Okay. I don't fully understand, but I accept, Master. I am on board with this." She turned to the T.V. again. "Can... can we watch some more? I want to pretend the man is you..." She winked, already eager to move forward with the new dynamic.

With a grin, I reached for the remote, but just then someone knocked on the door. "Room service!"

I couldn't be sure, but the voice sounded like Amanda, the flirtatious, probably submissive girl who answered the phone.

Jane reached for the bedsheet to cover herself but I stopped her, directing her instead to take my spot on the couch. "Sit here, love. I'm going to try to seduce the room service girl."

Jane's mouth fell open. She looked down at my still fully erect manhood and blushed softly. "Yes, Daddy. Anything you wish. I am your ****, after all."

"Good girl."