We've been dating for six months. You've been spoiling Me, running all My errands, essentially being My slave. I told you I'm a bit conservative, so it would take a while for Me to be ready to have sex with you. There have been so many times I got you hot and bothered, only to leave you with blue balls. You think tonight might be the night... Until I break the news: I've been cheating on you since day 1, and have no plans on stopping. You're in love with Me by now, so you're in quite the predicament. We both know how this is going to turn out. You are going to continue being My humiliated cuckold, while I keep doing whatever the fuck I want. Got it? Good.