Good Girl Rewards (Audio Script)

Stories

There we go.

Roses, candles, music… Everything’s ready to go.

Now all that’s missing is my beautiful wife….

The last few weeks have been busy.

I’ve been travelling for business, she’s been working late… And with all of our other responsibilities, it feels like we’ve barely seen each other. Like two ships passing in the dead of night.

The distance between us feels off, and I hate it. We’re usually so connected. So in tune with each other.

But with all of our commitments lately, we haven’t had time to prioritise each other. To prioritise us.

But that all changes tonight.

Tonight is all about us. About reaching each other on a deeper level. About ignoring all the outside noise About getting back to basics.

Tonight, I am going to remind her of who she is. Of whose she is.

The dominant submissive dynamic between us has always been a sort of comfort. A home. A safe space to return to.

On the outside, we can be going in a million different directions, catering to a million different people, And expected to do a million different things.

But as soon as we’re home and in our space, all of that outside noise quiets. Like we’re the only two people in the world. And we easily settle back into each other.

“Babe? Are you up here?”

Mmm. And there she is now.

“In here!”

There you are! I’ve been looking for…”

“What’s all this?”

She asks the question, but she already knows the answer. I can tell by the glimmer of excitement in her eyes as she processes what she sees. It’s nothing extreme, nothing extravagant. Just enough to give us the reset we both so desperately need.

She doesn’t need any explanation as the familiar warmth fills her eyes. The candles, the ropes, the various toys and implements laid out… The scene speaks for itself.

She knows exactly what I have in mind. She knows exactly what I’m going for.

And she’s excited.

The smile that spreads across her lips makes my cock twitch. Playful. Mischievous. Inviting

“The rose petals are a nice touch…”

“Mmm. It’s been a while since we’ve done this. I thought you might want something a little…softer to balance things out.”

“How do you always know exactly what I need?”

As soon as my arms are around her, I feel her start to relax. Trust and submission take over as she melts into me And the sweet smell of her perfume fills my lungs as I lean in to kiss her.

“I think it’s exactly what we both need.”

“I thought we’d try something a little different tonight. Are you up for that?

“I’ll try anything with you.”

I watch as her eyes scan the room more slowly, really taking everything in this time.

She looks so fucking beautiful in the glow of the candlelight. The way her hair falls over her shoulder. The gentle curve of her rosy smile. The curiosity in her eyes.

It’s almost enough to make me want to skip all of this. To toss her back onto the bed, rip her clothes off, and make love to her like I’ll never have the chance again.

It would be fast and fun, and it would end in climax just the same.

But tonight isn’t just about getting each other off.

It’s about something bigger, and I’m going to take my sweet, sweet time.

Cupping her chin in my hand, I tilt her head up so she can’t escape my gaze as her cheeks warm.

“I know you will. Because you’re my good girl, aren’t you?”

A beat passes between us, and then she gently bites into her lip.

“Yes, sir.”

An electric wave seizes me at her calculated, obedient response. There’s a slight waver in her voice. It’s been a while since we’ve played like this, but she’s already falling into place.

“I’ll give you a few minutes to prepare. I want you ready and waiting when I return. On your knees, head bowed, clothes on.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Outside of the room, my heart races with anticipation and arousal as I wait. Even those few seconds of her at my command has me raring to go.

I’m eager to have her. I’ll give her all the time she needs, though.

Tonight is about patience. It’s about the details.

It’s about allowing her the space to come back to herself. To her safety. To her solace. To her peace.

A few moments pass by agonisingly slow, and then I reach for the knob.

The room is quiet as I step in.

No movement, no shuffling around. Just the faint sound of the instrumental music I have playing in the background.

I take a breath in the stillness and scan the room.

And there, At the foot of the bed, She waits.

My cock throbs at the sight of her there.

My beautiful wife. My sweet girl.

Obedient. Submissive. Eager to please.

“Mmm.”

I take slow strides toward her, stopping when I’m just in front of her kneeling frame.

Lowering myself down, I take a seat on the edge of the bed and spread my legs, guiding her to move until she’s between them and closer to me.

“Look at you. So sweet down there on your knees, exactly like I asked. Such…a….good…girl.”

My hand caresses her cheek as I draw her stare upward. The look in her eye sends a coil of heat through me, passing through my entire body like a shot of energy. I trace my fingertips down her neck with just the slightest bit of pressure.

“Are you ready, princess?”

She nods, batting her long lashes at me as she looks up expectantly, waiting for more direction.

“Take your clothes off. Start with your dress. I want to see those gorgeous tits.”

She wastes no time, fingers fumbling the hem of her dress as she tries to yank it up over her head, but I grab her wrist to stop her.

“Uh, uh. Slower. No need to rush.”

She swallows, like she’s nervous to disappoint me, and I reassure her with a kiss on top of her head.

“Relax, princess. Let’s ease back into it, yeah?”

She nods, softening a bit as she resets herself.

Slowly, she inches her dress up, revealing the smooth, creamy skin of her strong thighs. Then gentle curves of her hips….the black lace panties she only pulls out for special occasions…. her kissable stomach…the matching bra and the swell of her gorgeous breasts.

She’s a fucking masterpiece as she sits in front of me.

I can’t help but reach out. I run my fingers along the band of her bra, grazing her bare skin as I do. Even through the fabric, I can see her chest harden with my touch.

Her reaction makes me giddy. She’s so sensitive tonight, which is going to make what I have planned so much fun.

When she gets the dress over her head, I offer her my hand and help her to her feet.

I circle her, drinking in every inch of perfection that she is.

“Unhook your bra.”

Right away, she springs to action, her fingers fumbling with the hook until it unfastens, and her breasts spill out. It dangles from her fingers for a few seconds before she lets it fall to the floor.

“Panties.”

Her fingers loop into the band of her underwear, and she slowly works them down her long, lean legs. She bends as she does it, her ass angled out, giving me the most gorgeous view.

She stands back up even slower, exposing herself to me little by little, almost as if she’s trying to tease me.

I let her play her little game without much reaction, waiting until she’s standing straight again before I step toward her now naked body.

She’s even more beautiful in her vulnerability. In her compliance. In her implicit trust in me.

Wrapping my arms around her waist, I press my body against hers from behind as I kiss her neck.

“Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are?”

My hands slide up her rib cage, closer and closer and closer to her chest. I can feel the expectation in her body, ready and wanting for me to touch them, but I don’t.

Soon, I will, but for now, the anticipation is all part of the fun.

“You want me to touch you, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“You want me to make you feel good?”

“Yes, please. Please.”

“Already begging?”

I kiss her neck again as my fingers trail down farther and farther until I’m just above her sweet pussy.

She twitches, body already bracing itself for what it thinks I’m about to do.

Instead, I move in small, teasing circles, never dipping as low as she wants me.

“Have I spoiled you so badly the last couple of months that you’ve forgotten our rule?”

“No, sir. I haven’t”

“Good. Then what is it?”

“Pleasure has to be earned.”

“That’s right. And how do we earn it?”

“By being patient.”

“And?

“And following your command.”

“That’s right. Good girls get rewarded, don’t they?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Then let's see what a good girl you are.”

Stepping back, I open the top drawer of my dresser. Inside, an array of silk ties lay in front of me. They’re expensive. High-end and luxurious. But not a single one has seen the inside of my office.

They serve an entirely different purpose in our house.

I choose a few of them–black to match the outfit she had on– and make my way back to where she waits. I drape the tie over her, dragging the smooth silk along the curve of her shoulders.

Drawing it up, I put it over her eyes and tie it.

“That feel okay?”

Even in the midst of a hard scene, I want to know that she’s alright. It’s always important for me to check in, and this will be the first of many.

I lean forward, grazing her ear with my lips.

“Have you ever heard about what happens to the body when you take away one of the senses?”

Taking her hand, I guide her toward the bed where I ease her back.

“The body starts to compensate for its loss. The other senses become heightened and can experience more.”

Her rosy lips part, and a sweet little moan escapes them.

“Tonight, I want you to feel everything that I’m going to do to you even more intensely than usual.”

“You’re not going to be able to see where I am headed, so when you finally feel my hands on you, it will be a complete surprise.”

“But first, you've got to earn it. Let’s see how good you are at following my directions.”

A beat passes, and she eagerly waits.

I love watching her like this. She’s such a strong and confident woman, an absolute force to be reckoned with. And that’s one of the reasons I fell in love to begin with.