He does

Her spasms overpowered Sandra, and her arms betrayed her, making her slump to the bed as he fucked her senseless. She slumped, her eyes glazed, barely focussed as she gazed up at him, her body quivering as he thrust.

"Ohhhh...ohhhhh...fuck...fuck...." she whimpered, a new string of orgasms ripping through her as she surrendered herself utterly to degraded pleasure.

"You're going to be a good wife from now on," he snarled.

"Yes..."

"Do what Tony tells you."

"Oh God yes...."

"Fuck him whenever he wants."

"Yes...oh sweet fuck yes..."

"Remember that," he snarled, ripping the camisole from her quivering body. As she squeaked he unbuckled his belt around her wrists and rebuckled it again, trapping her legs, bending her double.

With a roar he thrust into her, fucking her mercilessly, trying to slam her through the bed.

"Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod…" she whimpered, coming over and over again as Frank fucked her brains out, roaring with pleasure as he exploded inside her.