It was the first day of your honeymoon. You had woken up in his arms, giddy to be able to say "my husband". The day had been wonderful. You were on a pretty beach, swimming and holding your husband's hand. He had even put the dinner reservation under your new married name. You had the biggest smile on your face all during dinner after getting to say it out loud.
After dinner he took you back to your room. Sitting you on his lap. "We had a lot of fun today. But now it is time for you to get some training as a wife. I know how important it is for you to be the best wife you can be. I want you get undressed, and touch up your makeup. Tonight you learn how I want you to greet me at the door."
And he walked you through it. His expectation that he would be greeted with beauty at the door. Your hair and make up should be ready. He wanted you wearing something pretty. Not necessarily slutty. But something that would brighten his day.
Then going from a hug and kiss to sinking to your knees. Having you practice it over and over. So many kisses for your girl brain. Then he walked you through the different moods he might come home to. What kind of blow job went with it.
It was heaven to you. Your husband mansplaining to you. Lots of kisses. Being able to do the different techniques on his cock and seeing his reaction. And then he ended with what a bad mood might look like.
He fucked your face brutally. Making you gag, but also forcing you to be passive and just take it. Drool leaking from your mouth like the drops your cunt leave on the floor. Keeping your hands behind your back like a good girl until he cums into your mouth.
He looks at your ruined makeup. The drool. And that look in your eyes hoping so much that you pleased him.
"Good girl. That was a good first lesson. Now clean up that makeup, and put on some of the sexy lingerie you brought. It's time to practice putting a baby in you."