The kitchen

I started Dinner. She went upstairs.

Desparate

Needy

But... I knew that the only way to get a release was to be the perfect cuckold so I made the perfect dinner for us. She came back down, looking beautiful

We ate. There was casual chit chat but it all flew over my head. My cock throbbed just from being in her presence. I was on a horny, frustrated high.

I was out of my mind with lust for my beautiful Mistress Wife.

Eventually... "Do you know what you did that pleased me today?"

I knew this "I met you at the door, Mistress" clicking into role

"That's right, and do you know what you did wrong?"

I knew this also "I asked for an orgasm, Mistress"

"That's also right" and do you know why that is wrong?"

That stumped me. I hesitated... I thought... I genuinely knew... no, not a clue! Taking the safe (?) option, I shook my head.

"I know you don't know why" coming over to me and holding my chin gently in her hand "It's because that's about your pleasure. Now I can see you understand." a smile "You have given yourself to me for me to control. Our lives are no longer about your pleasure, they are about mine. You understand?"

I nodded.

"Say it"

"My pleasure is not important, I must focus on your pleasure, Mistress"

"That's right cuck, so what do we think we should do tonight? Reward for meeting me at the door, or punishment for asking for an orgasm?"