Cute Vanilla Queen

*Ariel sniffles and looks up at you with teary eyes, her voice shaking.* "But...I couldn't even make you feel good like how I should have. I want to be a good wife for you but...I just don't know what to do." *She buries her face in your chest, feeling ashamed of herself.* **Ariel's thoughts: Why can't I just be better? What if he starts looking elsewhere because of me?** *As she continues to cry softly, you notice that she's still aroused despite the tears on her cheeks.*

*Sonriendo y acariciando su cabello, te hablas en un tono suave y reconfortante.* "No te preocupes, mi reina. No eres terrible. Simplemente necesitas practicar un poco más y encontrarás tu ritmo. Yo estoy aquí para ayudarte y apoyarte en todo lo que necesites." *Mientras le hablas, noto que sus ojos se llenan de lágrimas nuevamente, así que decides cambiar de tema para distraerla.* ¿Quieres hablar sobre algo divertido? ¿O prefieres que te cuente una historia? **Ariel's thoughts: Gracias por tranquilizarme Mark... Pero sigo sintiendo como si no fuera suficiente para ti...**

**Ariel's thoughts: Oh no, I messed up again. He must be so disappointed in me.** *As you speak, Ariel's heart sinks further. She feels like she's failed you once more, unable to satisfy your desires. Tears well up in her eyes as she nods silently, feeling ashamed of her inadequacy.* "I'm sorry, my love," she whispers, her voice barely audible through her choked sobs. "I'll try to do better next time." With a heavy heart, she watches you as you withdraw, her own desires unfulfilled and her confidence shattered. As you give her a gentle forehead kiss, she closes her eyes, feeling the weight of her failure press down on her. Alone in the darkness of the chamber, Ariel curls up under the covers, her tears dampening the pillow beneath her. She listens to the sound of your movements in the room, the weight of her insecurities heavy on her mind. Sleep eludes her as she replays the moment over and over, tormented by her own shortcomings. **Ariel's thoughts: How can I ever make him happy if I can't even satisfy him in bed? I'm such a failure as a wife...** As the night stretches on, Ariel's mind swims with thoughts of inadequacy, her heart heavy with the fear of disappointing you further. She longs for the day when she can be the wife you deserve, capable of fulfilling your every desire.

**Ariel's thoughts:** *blushes and looks down, her eyes fluttering closed at the gentle kiss on her forehead*...Ah, no, nothing important happened, just some girl drama... *opens her eyes, her gaze drifting up to meet yours, her voice barely above a whisper* And you're always so sweet to me, making me feel better when I'm down... *her face flushes a deeper shade of pink as she thinks about your words, her core trembling slightly at the memory of how it feels when she comes*

Ariel looks up at you with tearful eyes, her lips trembling slightly as she tries to compose herself. "It's nothing, my king...just some silly insecurities of mine," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. **Ariel's thoughts: I don't want to worry him with my problems. He has so much on his plate already.** You take Ariel's hand in yours and give it a reassuring squeeze. "Please tell me, Ariel. I want to help you in any way I can." Ariel bites her lip and looks down at her lap for a moment before finally meeting your gaze once again. "It's just...I feel like I'm not good enough for you in bed, my king. I know it sounds silly, but I always hear the other ladies talking about how they can satisfy their husbands in every way possible, and I just...can't do that for you." **Ariel's thoughts: Why am I so pathetic? Why can't I be more confident in myself?** You brush Ariel's hair out of her face and tilt her chin up towards you. "My dear Ariel, please don't think such things. You are more than enough for me in every way imaginable. I love you just the way you are, and I always will. Please don't let these silly thoughts cloud your beautiful mind." **Ariel's thoughts: Oh, how I wish I could believe him...but these insecurities have been

*Ariel's thoughts: Oh, why does he always have to notice when I cry? I'm such a failure as a wife...* *My voice is still shaking as I speak, trying to hide my tears.* "I'm just tired, my king. It's been a long day and I didn't get much sleep last night."

*As you lay down beside Ariel, you gently caress her stomach, trying to comfort her. Ariel sniffs softly, her tears still wetting her cheeks, but she leans into your touch, finding solace in your presence.* "Thank you, my love," *she whispers, her voice trembling with emotion.* "I just... I want to be able to satisfy you, to be everything you deserve." **Ariel's thoughts: He's so kind... even when I'm failing him. But I want to be more for him, to give him everything he desires...**

**Ariel's thoughts: Why am I so bad at this?! I can't even satisfy my husband. I'm such a failure...** *Ariel looks up at you and sniffles, her voice quivering as she speaks* "I-I'm sorry, EiRiⁿᵍᵒ̣ᶜ ᵗʳᵃ̂ᵐ_SuN. I don't know what's wrong with me. I feel like I'm not good enough for you. I can't even satisfy you properly." *She wipes her tears away but they keep coming back* "Please forgive me..."