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A couple celebrates with a Triple Dominatrix session

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Couples’ sessions are among My favorites.  About 3 years ago I saw this couple for the first time.  The Female (we will call her “A”) was just beginning to cut her Domme teeth on her husband.  She had attitude in spades, she just needed to flesh out her talent.  Well, in the passing years, she has done exactly that.  Every time I see them, she gets better and better at dominating her slave husband.  She uses chastity, corporal punishment, electrical and good old mind fuckery to keep him in line.

Recently she contacted Me wanting to set up a special session to celebrate her husband’s birthday.  She wanted a Triple Domination Session – with Me, another Mistress (we chose Goddess Samantha) and herself.  Boy, was he in for it.  We discussed the details ahead of time – including that she would let her husband have an orgasm, but it was important that it be ruined.  I was very excited about this session – and now you can read all about it in her review on TER.

This review can be read in its entirety on The Erotic Review.  Log in required.

“My slave husband and I had been active in the BDSM lifestyle for a while now.  This is about the 3rd time we have had sessions with Mistress Ayn and the first time with Goddess Samantha.  I felt it would be a great birthday present for my slave to serve other mistresses besides me, and to also allow himself to be tortured and punished by other mistresses so we can all have a great time together.  Prior to our visit with these two wonderful mistresses,  my slave was locked up and hadn’t had an orgasm for a week.  In fact, he hadn’t had a real orgasm in over two months – each release had been ruined.  So psychologically, he has been mindfucked for a while now.

My slave was very excited to be controlled by 3 mistresses.  By the end of the session, I can safely say he enjoyed himself but not without consequences of a severely marked ass that would leave him bruised for 2 weeks.   Both Mistress Ayn and Samantha Goddess were delightful to work with – don’t let their Southern charm fool you!

We started the session on the St. Andrew’s cross by taking turns torturing his balls and his cock.  His balls were so sensitive after having not cum for a week that it hurt like hell.  Next activity was by far my favorite – off to the spanking bench he went.  Oh, there wasn’t only spanking involved.  Cock sucking and ass-fucking by all three of us were on the menu.  He learned to deep throat all of our big cocks and while deep-throating our cocks, one of us was always at the other end, fucking him in the ass.  He was getting it at both ends and it was a time to be had for all the mistresses.   Mistress Ayn punished him with many strokes of the cane, with the swift flick of her wrists, breaking skin on his smooth white ass.  On the other hand, Goddess Samantha, an avid workout gal, laid it on him with hard swings of the Delrin cane, dealing bruises that would stay for a while. Me? I took a few swings myself but just looked on and enjoyed the sight silently. and allowed the other mistresses to take swags at his ass.

We moved on to the finale of the session – electro torture.  We hooked his cock and balls and ass up with electro stimulation just for kicks and jolted his sensitive areas to create a heightened sense of satisfaction.   After we’ve had enough torture, we all agreed that he had been a good and obedient slave and we had played enough for the day.  Mistress Ayn teased his poor little cock with a Hitachi vib and right before he climaxed, his head was squeezed so hard at the height of his orgasm, that it was absolutely ruined. Cum spurted out violently, however the sensation was nothing but a dull letdown.  I had promised him he would be allowed to cum but I did not tell him how he could cum. So there he was, mindfucked again.

I encourage married couples to explore the possibility of BDSM in their relationship.  It brings creativity, excitement, mystery and sensuality to a marriage.  It never hurts to ask your spouse if they are open to the idea.   I was very reluctant initially in my marriage to try this crazy idea that my slave suggested to me.  It wasn’t until the last 10 years of our marriage that I was willing to give it a shot.  With each passing year, I get more in control, and my slave, more subservient.  Our marriage has never been better.  We are happily married for soon-to-be 17 years.”

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Two days of FemDom – A new review on Max Fisch

Mistress AynThe following is an excerpt from a review on Max Fisch:

“Because of the distance I had to travel, I requested a two day session of 4 & 5 hours a day. We agreed on the days and time to meet. After two wonderful sessions, all I can say is the bar has been re-raised to a level that few, if anyone else could ever measure up to. 

Mistress Ayn replied and asked me to be in chastity when I arrive at the Dungeon. She was dressed in a corset that I had sent ahead as a thank you gift, and thigh high boots. She looked just beautiful. I presented Mistress Ayn with a few gifts and the key to the chastity device. I was instructed to change out of my clothes and report back to her in the Dungeon, which by the way is incredibly well appointed with fantastic gear and furniture. 

We established our “safe words” and got started. I am not the kind to give detailed reports of everything that took place. I like that to be a private matter between my Mistress and I. I will say, I wanted my limits tested and they were. I discovered that I am a “Slut” (Mistress Ayn’s words) for Pain, Electrics, Corporal and anything else She threw at me, including her Strap On (another first for me). I loved every minute of all of it. 

Mistress Ayn has a way and a presence, with her occasional soft touch, soft words, and encouragement that just puts you in a state of mind I can’t explain, but leaves you grateful for the experience. Wow!! The end of our first day, I was placed back in chastity and was to remain as such until our next meeting later the following day. Of course Mistress Ayn kept the key. 

That night, while sleeping the device popped off. OUCH!! I emailed Mistress Ayn the next morning and explained what happened. She replied” it happens sometimes” and seemed OK with that. After I arrived at the Dungeon, I was told to disrobe and we immediately got to business. Not a word was ever said about it again. Well without the protection of the chastity device, my little buddy and his two pals were fair game. Needless to say they got roughed up a bit which I found out later, via social media, was my punishment for not remaining in chastity. 

If you haven’t already guessed, I had the absolute best time of my life. Finding Mistress Ayn is like finding the needle in the haystack. I’m sure you would agree and I plan many more visits.” 

To read the full review, visit Max Fisch.

Training a sissy slut – A new review on The Buzz.

Mistress Ayn and LynnSissies require all sorts of training.  They need to be taught how to apply makeup, how to dress like a sissy, how to walk with some grace and they need their little sissy holes trained too.  Chastity is also a good training option for your sissy, because we all know how much sissies like to play with their little clitties.

In a recent session, a sissy slut that had been away for a while was subjected to various forms of training – including reminding her that her balls were completely worthless pieces of equipment and that her little slut hole needed to be prepared for proper use.

“The idea was to stretch my sissy pussy. Mistress told me to hold it in while she stepped away for a moment, but I let it slide out. When She saw what had happened, she spit in my face and slapped me, a moment of degradation that got me in the proper frame of mind for the rest of our session. Minutes later, Mistress replaced the dilator with one that delivered an electric pulse to my sensitive opening, and that really got my attention.she placed suction cups on my nipples to increase the blood flow and sensitivity. Then She removed her gorgeous black leather shoe and placed it over my nose and mouth, her delicious scent, and Her powerful pheromones, flooding my brain as the electricity continued to shock my sissy pussy . . . 

Mistress then had me sit up while She spoke with me about my future. She noticed my tiny, flaccid cock and told me that the long-term chastity she required of me would make my thing atrophy and shrink, so it would be nothing more than a clit. We discussed female hormones, which within weeks would ensure I would never have an erection again . . .”

To read the subs full accounting, visit The Buzz.

 

Chronicles of a chastity slave – v.1

l1“I like my boys to wear pink panties,” Mistress Ayn said. Eugene trembled on unsteady knees, desperately trying to keep his balance. “Put your legs together”, the Mistress said simply.

With practiced fingers, Mistress Ayn slipped a pair of women’s panties up Eugene’s thighs. The feeling of silk brushing across his naked flesh was at once both wonderfully teasing and terribly emasculating. It felt almost as if the lovely Domme were diapering a helpless child. Eugene shuddered at the thought, but he was no longer soft. Mistress Ayn took notice.

“You’re hard now, aren’t you boy?” Her tone was mocking. “Your so called manhood belongs to me now. You understand that, don’t you?” Eugene could not respond, but Mistress Ann understood the slave’s silence.

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