Nah. Sorry Tomassi, but there are actually circumstances where it's not a problem. I'm not married and not planning to, and she knows that. She lives at my apartment and pays half of everything, but I'm the only one on the lease. And I gradually made her into my personal slut, so there's no denying sex when I want it, only asking for mercy, which I occasionally grant in exchange for a simple blowjob.

On top of that I'm not in the US so the laws are a lot less annoying here.

Of course, I'm a kinda high value man: maybe a 7 on the looks scale, super tall, white, lean (not yet ripped though, damned fucked up ligaments prevented me from exercising at all until recently), and I work in a field that is respected by all, which I know she loves (instant social proof).

That, combined with a very basic RP instinct, allowed me to easily set clear boundaries at the very beginning of the relationship (you want equal you get equal, I'm not spending shit on you, and I get sex at least once every day if I feel like it, those were the conditions that I immediately introduced and then slowly reinforced).

Advantages : I get pussy whenever I want, nobody else gets it (she's monitored, I know her work schedule and there's a webcam 24/7 in the apartment so the chance is pretty low, unless she's an agent for the Chinese equivalent of the CIA and saw through everything), I pay less for my lease, she does the chores (although it's not always well done), I don't spend a lot on dinners and presents (maybe 250€ in 3 years), I can try whatever kinky shit I want without a word from her.

Inconvenients : well, there's a bunch of cosmetics on the bathroom shelves, and too much hair everywhere. Sometimes there's small comfort tests. Easily dismissed.

Of course it was easy because I'm not a black dwarf hemiplegic with too much chromosomes. Of course I also have to keep the dread working, remind her sometimes that any failure in giving me what I want would result in her being kicked off. But it still works, because ultimately she's the one to lose the most, by far : without me she'd probably have to go back to China, and she'd basically have wasted the most part of what's left before she hits the wall.

It sounds somehow cruel now that I write it like this, but really, I don't regret it. In a relationship, everyone manipulates everyone else anyway. She wanted the social standing and potential visa, and I made her work for it a lot. The end. Now, to see how long it lasts.