So I decided to do a little extra something for those that enjoy reading me. With a little encouragement from a new friend I decided to post some audio on soundcloud. So you can listen to my voice as well as read them, this way you can take them anywhere with you. Most will be read by me but others are always welcome to read when they like. You can even have your own little guessing game about which voice is mine (at 1st it'll become more obvious later, I'm sure).
I will have the audio of several posts, if there is any in particular you want to hear let me know and I will try to oblige. It can even be your own little bedtime story ;).
So hear goes (2 audios so far): https://soundcloud.com/yve_olution
On My Knees
Anticipate
Thursday, 20 February 2014
Thursday, 13 February 2014
I Call Him "Sir"
Sitting quietly, obediently, heart racing in anticipation, eyes forward as instructed.
I feel his hot breath on my neck as he stands behind me. He made sure I saw everything he intended to use on me. I reached out and he spanked me. "Did I tell you to touch?" he asked. I shook my heard in answer and whispered, "No". "No, what?" he said, smacking my thigh as he asked, demanding. "No sir" I answer. And that is how we began.
Everything became dark as he blindfolds me, he confirms that I see nothing but black, kissing my neck, then adding a little bite in approval. I get even more wet, sitting there in nothing but stockings and high heels, dressed as instructed. He pulls me up, gently guiding my steps forwards a little. "Open your legs" he tells me and I do so without hesitation. I know I will be punished already and I do not want to add to my misdemeanours. I feel a cuff on my right ankle and he moves my stocking-ed left leg out a little more, spreading my legs wider as he cuffs my left leg too. I try to move a little, testing out what he's done but I can;t move my legs. He has me spread open with the spread-bar I saw earlier.
Stroking along my legs he comes up, brushing his fingers along my lower lips gently, then push his fingers a little deeper in making me gasp. I lean forward losing balance and I feel his hand on me, steadying me, then digging into the soft flesh of my waist, hard enough to make me wince, "I have you" he whispers gently. I feel his hands roam down my body, moving lower he cups my ass, fingers digging in. I pull a sharp breath and I feel s smack on my bottom.
"Do you know why you are being punished?" he asked
"Yes" I answer
A harder smack on my ass
"Yes, what?" he demands
"Yes sir" I answer
"Tell me why"
"Because you asked me not to touch myself during the week and I didn't listen"
A hard smack on my ass
"Yes, I told you not to touch what was MINE and you disobeyed. For that you will not come until I tell you to"
"Yes sir" I answer, breathless in anticipation, in pain, in pleasure
He slaps my ass again, each smack getting harder and harder. He starts with the right cheek, then moves to the left, and back. Each sting getting me wetter, translating into signals of pleasure in my brain, taking me higher the more he spanked me. My moans get louder and I feel like I'm getting high to my climax and he stops reading my body as he always does. I cry out and he says, "take deep breaths, you are not allowed to come". I breathe in and out heavily, trying to center myself, dropping from the high but needing release. I can't even ease the tension with my legs spread open .
He waits a few minutes, making sure I cool off, then he starts again. Using his hands to feel the lush contours, the curves that respond by pressing into his hands. He spanks, then uses his hand between my thighs and into my center, I move against his hand, not realizing, seeking relief. Hissing in displeasure, he pulls me forward and I shuffle along until my front is flush against a hard surface. "Lift your hands up above your head and pt them together" he instructs. I complied and feel a harness placed around them and tightened. I feel his absence as he takes a step back as if to inspect his work. He pulls me out from my thighs, my back dipping, arranging me in the perfect position to allow him access to all areas he desires. He runs his hands all over my body before he starts spanking me again, this time only letting up when he gives smacks against my clit, my wetness audible, dripping down. I am whimpering, trying to hold it all in, waiting to come only when instructed, rocking back and forth, slick with sweat in my effort to not come. Then begging for release, begging for his fingers, his mouth, anything to send me over edge instead of this precipice he is keeping me on, where I can barely think.
And just when I think I can't handle anymore, through the haze of pleasure, I hear him say, "come for me" as he gives one more slap to my ass. then one hand reaching from behind, fingers inside me, going in deep, the other hand reaching around the front pinching my clit. I scream out my release, the pressure and pleasure make me weak kneed, my harnessed hands and his arms keeping me up and steady, losing track of my surrounding with my senses only hanging by a thread. He holds on to me, stroking my body gently as I come back to him and I hear him whisper, "Now for the intermission."
I feel his hot breath on my neck as he stands behind me. He made sure I saw everything he intended to use on me. I reached out and he spanked me. "Did I tell you to touch?" he asked. I shook my heard in answer and whispered, "No". "No, what?" he said, smacking my thigh as he asked, demanding. "No sir" I answer. And that is how we began.
Everything became dark as he blindfolds me, he confirms that I see nothing but black, kissing my neck, then adding a little bite in approval. I get even more wet, sitting there in nothing but stockings and high heels, dressed as instructed. He pulls me up, gently guiding my steps forwards a little. "Open your legs" he tells me and I do so without hesitation. I know I will be punished already and I do not want to add to my misdemeanours. I feel a cuff on my right ankle and he moves my stocking-ed left leg out a little more, spreading my legs wider as he cuffs my left leg too. I try to move a little, testing out what he's done but I can;t move my legs. He has me spread open with the spread-bar I saw earlier.
Stroking along my legs he comes up, brushing his fingers along my lower lips gently, then push his fingers a little deeper in making me gasp. I lean forward losing balance and I feel his hand on me, steadying me, then digging into the soft flesh of my waist, hard enough to make me wince, "I have you" he whispers gently. I feel his hands roam down my body, moving lower he cups my ass, fingers digging in. I pull a sharp breath and I feel s smack on my bottom.
"Do you know why you are being punished?" he asked
"Yes" I answer
A harder smack on my ass
"Yes, what?" he demands
"Yes sir" I answer
"Tell me why"
"Because you asked me not to touch myself during the week and I didn't listen"
A hard smack on my ass
"Yes, I told you not to touch what was MINE and you disobeyed. For that you will not come until I tell you to"
"Yes sir" I answer, breathless in anticipation, in pain, in pleasure
He slaps my ass again, each smack getting harder and harder. He starts with the right cheek, then moves to the left, and back. Each sting getting me wetter, translating into signals of pleasure in my brain, taking me higher the more he spanked me. My moans get louder and I feel like I'm getting high to my climax and he stops reading my body as he always does. I cry out and he says, "take deep breaths, you are not allowed to come". I breathe in and out heavily, trying to center myself, dropping from the high but needing release. I can't even ease the tension with my legs spread open .
He waits a few minutes, making sure I cool off, then he starts again. Using his hands to feel the lush contours, the curves that respond by pressing into his hands. He spanks, then uses his hand between my thighs and into my center, I move against his hand, not realizing, seeking relief. Hissing in displeasure, he pulls me forward and I shuffle along until my front is flush against a hard surface. "Lift your hands up above your head and pt them together" he instructs. I complied and feel a harness placed around them and tightened. I feel his absence as he takes a step back as if to inspect his work. He pulls me out from my thighs, my back dipping, arranging me in the perfect position to allow him access to all areas he desires. He runs his hands all over my body before he starts spanking me again, this time only letting up when he gives smacks against my clit, my wetness audible, dripping down. I am whimpering, trying to hold it all in, waiting to come only when instructed, rocking back and forth, slick with sweat in my effort to not come. Then begging for release, begging for his fingers, his mouth, anything to send me over edge instead of this precipice he is keeping me on, where I can barely think.
And just when I think I can't handle anymore, through the haze of pleasure, I hear him say, "come for me" as he gives one more slap to my ass. then one hand reaching from behind, fingers inside me, going in deep, the other hand reaching around the front pinching my clit. I scream out my release, the pressure and pleasure make me weak kneed, my harnessed hands and his arms keeping me up and steady, losing track of my surrounding with my senses only hanging by a thread. He holds on to me, stroking my body gently as I come back to him and I hear him whisper, "Now for the intermission."
30 Day Plank & Squat/Lunge Challenge: Day 13 - 30 (summary)
I didn't realise how far behind I fell with my updates until I posted for 30 Day's of Hope. I made a promise to update but life got it the way (& motivation kinda went somewhere in the middle) so I will summarize the 18 days to the end.
Days 13 -17: Things went very well theses days, getting stronger in the JM workout, the squat and lunge challenges were just challenging enough (especially the lunges). I found myself checking out my ass every once in a while to see if they're working :). Plank challenge by day 17 was a little difficult. I've done over 2mins plank only once before so going over that is an achievement. At this point I'd done 2mins 12secs, was very proud of myself ut a tad disappointed as I set the time for 2mins 20secs. Water challenge was a lot easier by day 17, although the constant peeing is annoying. I literally check for toilets as soon as I enter a building or consider potential stops for one along my journey. I now know underground train stations have convenient toilets along my regular route.
Days 18 - 24: This is where it started falling apart :'(. It started with me taking a rest day on what should have been day 18 (it was needed), which meant I re-did day 18. Exhausting (alcohol plus late night do not make for great exercise morning) but not entirely terrible. Came back stronger day 19 but then came the loss of motivation. No real explanation other than I just no longer felt like it & no amount of talking to myself could move my body because my mind wasn't 'truly' willing. So there were a couple of skipped days (which I obviously had to repeat so the 30 days stretches into 1st week February, something I was trying to avoid). the plank challenge isn't getting better as I struggled to get past 2 minutes (2mins 20secs being the record) and water challenges seemed to not be on point either. I was warned about taking days off so I have learnt now!!
Days 25 - 30: After giving myself a major talking to (basically "woman you know you have to finish this thing, you better stop being stupid and get on with it" that kind of thing), I get back on the job at hand. To help with motivation I've changed the JM workout to a longer (and I think harder) one. This actually helps quite a lot. I think I'm just the sort that needs variety so I'll have that in mind for my next challenges Squat and lunge challenge has been very good, my bottom thanks me. Plank was a disappointment as I never really got past 2 minutes properly, I will be including it in my next challenge. I'm happy with the water challenge. I definitely needed more water in my life, now my automatic soft drink of choice is water over anything else (except alcohol)!!
So that was my 30 day challenge. There were good days and not so good days. I'm happy to have completed, not so happy with how long it took. I will be better with my next one. I thank MissTee of ThirtyAfterThirty for the opportunity & motivation to do and share this. Check her out on https://www.facebook.com/groups/thirtyafterthirty/ for inspiration for challenges and you can also find day to day posts of several people like me embarking of different challenges.
See you next time!!xx
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