Good Girlfriends Recover - Part 2

Chapter 28 - Good Girlfriend Protocols - Good Girlfriends Recover - Part 2

Emma had never noticed how distracting Evan's kisses were until now. Every time she tries to gather enough willpower to ask him to remove the belt, he would kiss her on the forehead and like a shark plunging into a school of fish her thoughts scatter, replaced by a flush of love and arousal that made it hard to think about anything but Evan's smile and approval ('Good Girlfriends please their boyfriends' his smile whispers in her mind).

When she glances up at him to put words together, they just freeze on her tongue at the look on his face. He gazes at her with pride and approval but also possession and desire, as if every moment of her eating and recovering was an act of obedience and service she did in his name, and every movement was worthy of his love and desire.

Her meal progresses in this way for several minutes under his loving, possessive gaze as her body continues to clench with need and her mind refuses to put two coherent ideas together before Evan guides her to a standing position.

"Go on Emma, now you've eaten, the maid needs to clean up" he says, gently guiding her to the sink with a hand on her waist. 'Good Girlfriends clean, Good Girlfriends are good maids, I am a Good Girlfriend and a good maid' her mind thinks, latching onto his words as she picks up the cleaning tools and hesitates for a moment, embarrassed and too stubborn to do this right in front of him, even while she has to actively suppress the instinct to start scrubbing.

"Emma - CLEAN!"

His voice cracks with authority and her body responds with immediate obedience and overwhelming arousal ('Good Girlfriends clean'). While she works at the plates and dishes as Evan watches, his gaze is on each and every movement. He watches the latex flares and exposes patches of luscious flesh to him any time she extends, which she finds herself doing more and more as each movement stimulates the plug inside her and each look sends flushes through her. On top of all that, the belt rewards her for cleaning with its usual little licks on her clit, the combination is getting her worked up faster than cleaning really has any right to.

"Good Girl, this is such a lovely view, I want you in this uniform whenever you clean for me Emma, where every movement is a performance for me" he says, watching her intently as her arousal grows ('Good Girlfriends present' she thinks in response to his gaze and orders).

(The AI notes Evan's comment)

"Before I get distracted and carried away, was there anything we needed to get done today?" Evan says in a **** tone, clearly eager to enjoy the show some more.

"Nuuuo" Emma says as she shakes her head, the sound coming out a bit warbled from her arousal and a particularly vigorous lick on the tip of her clit.

"Emma has one more lesson planned for today, then must prepare for her lectures tomorrow" the AI says, contradicting her in a disapproving tone.

"That's a pity but I'm sure whatever lesson you have planned is important so I shouldn't interrupt, I'll just have to plan something extra fun for us tomorrow" he says, chuckling as he approaches Emma, leveraging his larger size to loom over her as he kisses her slowly and passionately and grabs her butt while deep slow massaging before stepping away. His actions scatter her thoughts long enough that Evan leaves the room for his study before she can protest the belt or plan an escape from it's further "lesson".

Emma groans as she finishes up the last of the dishes and is rewarded with several achingly slow, lingering thrusts of the dildo inside her, her unresolved need getting worse with each stroke.

"What lesson were you talking about?" She asks fearfully with a slight tremor of need.

"You have done well to please your boyfriend so far. He loves having his cock down your throat, but a Good Girlfriend can do better. It is time for sexual training lesson 2, go to the bedroom," The AI says.

As Emma plods towards the stairs, she thinks about the deepthroating lesson she had yesterday, worrying about how much worse its lessons can really get. A smaller part also remembers the pleasure the belt gave her, the rewards for attentive learning, as well as the pride and insane feeling of embodied sexuality she experienced when she took Evan all the way and made him moan for her ('Good Girlfriends please their boyfriends' she thinks) and her pussy starts to moisten in **** anticipation.