A fan (who has a submissive streak) decided she was going to do the ‘ice’ challenge – she failed. she said she loves to orgasm so i set her a simple punishment – bring herself to orgasm 5 times but not cum. on the 5th time she has permission to cum but must orgasm 5 times – each orgasm she must continuously stimulate herself for the count of 150.
this is her audio submission. enjoy.
so I got this from a fan/follower today. asked her if she minded my sharing it … so here it is 😉
*headphones/privacy will be needed if you’re going to listen
I’ve said from the start that this journey would be one that pushes you beyond your boundaries. I’ve said from the start that this journey will be one that is solely about your pleasure and its exploration. It would be a journey that challenges your preconceptions of pleasure, power and submission. This task will push you; it will push you further than the previous tasks. It will carry you on a slow walk of spasms; offer you an unhurried stroll through the garden of shudders. With this task you’ll be required to focus on prolonging your pleasure. It will be rough, rugged and you’ll travel of a varied terrain of tingles, throbbing and intensity. This is why I’ve call this task 4×4
You’ll perform four ‘sessions’ with four varied strokes with these four implements and each session lasting four minutes. For each ‘session’ you’ll use each of the things below to indulge yourself and your pleasure and you’ll perform them in the order given.
Fingers
Bullet
Rabbit ears
Ice cube
remember: each item from the list will be used for four minutes and you’ll perform four varied strokes for each item. Continue reading
I want you to know that I’m writing these letters for you. I’m writing them so that you … we, can go on a journey of your pleasure. When you read these letters understand it’s all about you and only you.
The focus is for you to let go, be free. No restrictions, no holding back, no judgements. I want you to explore and become lost in what we do. I want you to surrender, to submit. Succumb not just to me but to yourself and the sexuality that is within you. My asking you to submit isn’t to demonstrate your weakness; it’s not for me to abuse my authority. Your submission is the opposite; it’s so you can gain power in being guided to something new. Your submission is so you can become free to embrace all of yourself and your pleasure. Continue reading
This is for you. You’ve inspired me. This is for you, for your pleasure. I wrote this so that you can explore, learn, discover … push your boundaries. This is so you can sink into the pleasures of yourself. Sink into your submitting, having your body dictated to, governed. What I ask of you is not about me, it’s about and for you. I want you to feel comfortable, at ease, to feel free in your expression. This space is ours, it’s for you and I so please don’t be concerned with anything else – the focus is just one thing … your pleasure.
This task is called ‘ice’
Tonight you must not cum. You must hold onto it for me.
Tonight, when you’re alone I want you to get a bowl of ice from the freezer and lay yourself down. Place a towel under your ass and spread your legs wide, open the pages of your legs for me. Gently pull back the skin covering your nib. Feel it become vulnerable. Feel it pulse with anticipation. Then take an ice cube and hold it above your clit. Let 3 droplets fall onto your nib – count them out aloud.
Then begin your task… Continue reading
Say it
Say it with vexed surrender
Gasp
Fill your lungs until they swell
Then let the words grate against your vocal cords as you proclaim your submission
Say it
Say it as your breath stammers
Falters
Fumbles you’re your mouth
Declare it
Affirm your yielding to my authority Continue reading
Adebimpe Akingboye had been going to the gym since the start of the New Year. Like thousands of others she made a resolution to get in shape, be healthy and accomplish the summer body dream.
She planned to go Jamaica with the girls for the summer and wanted to be able to feel good about her figure and feel sexy. To ensure her goal was achieved she booked session with a personal trainer Darcus, Darcus Isaiah Clement Kennedy (dick, mr d.i.c.k). She had wondered if he lived up to his name during a couple of their sessions but never let it interfere with their profession relationship of client and trainer. That was until Darcus came to the gym, not in his usual tracksuit bottoms and hoodie, but shorts and vest.
Adebimpe saw him at reception and instantly it felt like a thunder storm and erupted between her thighs. Dark, deep, menacing clouds of lust formed. Winds of imagination started to howl and whistle through her mind. The air of her focus became moist and humid. Rain of fantasies where imminent but she was holding them back. She held them back until Darcus stepped from behind the desk and she saw his shorts and the thick, long outline of him embossed in the material of his shorts. Continue reading
So a fan read my Eva story and decided she’d do her own version based on yours truly (i’m very flattered). Her name is MissBehaviour and this is her story.
It was almost a blur, and I say that in the sense of my eyes rolling back into my head, where I was able to see an astral plane of immense pleasure, bright stars, masterful galaxies and acknowledgment of being at one with the grand universe.. centered through the pulsating walls of my moistened vagina. I sh*t you not. My loins seem to know the meaning of life! My waves of orgasmic pleasure, intrigue, heightened sense of adventure and sexual expression has not been invigorated so profusely until as of recent, and I am one to have experienced a number of adventures, but nothing quite like this… Continue reading
Primal.
Your mouth opens.
Eyes close.
Volcanic cloud of sound explodes skywards.
Dark ash of sudden pending release fills the room.
Eruption imminent.
Plead.
Request.
Beg for release.
My fingers move in slow motion against your walls.
Press against your spot.
You freeze.
Dumbstruck by shudders.
A statue.
Mahogany carved sculpture.
You are art.
Fingers still.
Push into delicate walls.
Push, yet hold you.
Imprisoned in full body spasms.
You plead.
Request.
Beg for release.
I stop.
Decline your request.
Remind you.
I control your orgasm.
She likes it
Begs for it
Craves the beautiful sting
The sudden shock of impact
It makes her gasp
Ignites her
Strips her of self determination
The crack of the force
Sings to her ears Continue reading
