A femdom's lair, a stage for her twisted ballet. The wife, a queen, commands her cuckold's every breath. "You exist to serve me, to worship me," she growls, her voice a symphony of sadistic pleasure. She parades her body, her assets, her power, before him. He watches, he waits, he yearns. But he knows his place, his role. He is her plaything, her toy, her worthless cuckold. And she, his queen, his goddess, his domme.