My Submissive Husband Becomes My Benefactor
I wanted to escape, but he stopped me and said, "Tell me, what do you have to offer in exchange for my help? If I find it worthwhile, I might consider helping you."
I froze, unable to come up with anything to offer him. My body? Well, if he had any desire for me, after three years of marriage and countless nights together, he had plenty of opportunities. Yet in those three years, he hadn't touched me once.
I lowered my head, feeling ashamed, and said, "Just forget that I came here today."
However, the man suddenly walked towards me. He was tall, towering over me. He leaned in close to my ear and chuckled softly, "Since you’re dressed like this, why are you pretending to be modest?"