He's the man of her dreams: handsome, wonderful, chivalrous. Plus he's a beast in the sack.
But before they tie they knot, he needs her to sign a little document. Just a formality - a little contract.
But when the document has clauses like "I am a brainless bimbo slut" and "I will spread my legs for Master whenever he wants", what kind of man is she marrying, anyway? And why can't she think about anything other than being his perfect, air-headed bimbo wife?