Slutford Wife

You entrance Selena.

"Selena, you realize that in order to properly change your style, you need to quit the rat race of Hollywood and settle down to become a trophy wife. My trophy wife. You'll enjoy cooking and cleaning, as well as fucking me and any of my male friends I invite over daily. You also love watching me fuck and humiliate my harem. You exist to make me happy, and you will happily obey my every order. Got all of that?"

Selena nodded. You woke her.

"Oh John," Selena said. "I'm so glad you convinced me to quit being a celeb. I love you so much!"

"I love you too," you said. "But I'd love it even more if you would put this on. And don't worry about me seeing you naked."

Selena stripped nude and put on the housewife outfit you gave her.

"What do you think?" Selena asked.

"Super sexy," you said, smacking her ass, whoch caused her to yelp in surprise.

"Now remember," you tell her. "Tomorrow announce your retirement, but do not mention me nor our marriage. I'll be moving in with you, but you'll still pay all the bills, as well as giving me full custody of your money."

"Okay!" Selena said.

"Now," you look at your watch. "It's lunchtime. I want a turkey on whole wheat. Get to it."

"Aye, aye hubby!" Selena said. She made her way to the kitchen.

Dakota, meanwhile, had returned.