A few years ago my husband decided to start pimping me out. We didn't need the money, he just thought it would be fun. I was apprehensive at first, but since it started out as just his friends it kinda just felt like swinging (something we also hadn't done) but they give me money after. I knew the guys so it was fine.

Then once I was comfortable with that he brought in a few more "customers", people from work, friends of friends, etc. and I was nervous because I didn't know them but it wasn't a big deal once we actually started.

Since we were mainly doing it for fun, he came up with like a price list, like a menu you'd expect to see a fictional prostitute with but not really a real one. I'll post the full menu in the comments if you want it, it's pretty detailed and extensive.

Weirdly, the part that turns me on the most is that everything I earn goes directly to him, I have no control over it and he uses it however he wants. I like seeing what he buys with the money I make for him, especially when it's something stupid, or temporary, or something that's exclusively for him to use. Two days ago I came home with $450 and he used all of it to buy beer. I don't drink beer, I hate the taste, he knows this, and the day he came home with $450 worth of beer I brought him one out of the fridge and sucked his cock while he drank it.

I don't know why that specifically is what turns me on most about this, maybe some psychologist could tell me, but it does, and every time I hand over the cash I got from a client I find myself hoping he "wastes" it all like that.