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Your Power

Wednesday, 17 October 2018 21:54
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I received this letter via email a few days after spending time with a long-term submissive that I consider “Mine”.  It’s safe to say we have a special relationship – the kind that longevity, pushing limits and extended sessions will give.  It just made Me smile and I wanted to share.

Mistress,

Lying alone in a darkened bedroom Sunday, as close to rock hard as I can still get, I can’t stop marveling at and savoring how much You deepened and extended Your domination of me.

 I love that I’m a visible tribute to Your use of me as a play toy — with bare genitals, a torn back, a striped, swollen ass that aches nonstop and nipples that remind me at every touch of fabric how much You delight in being cruel to me.

 But most important, You rearranged my mind in new ways I’m still not fully aware of.

I know Your taunting oral commands are what released me.

I’m still only beginning to grasp the full psychic symbolism of lying beneath You for the warm, degrading bath that You described as marking me like an animal as Yours.

 And I am more certain with each passing minute that the immersion in Your scent dramatically altered my mind–for how long I still don’t know.

I could feel Your scent instantly make me harder and struggle to get harder still.

 That extended dose of Your scent made me long for rather than fear each hard whip and cane stroke, and hope the pain would glow farther and farther into surrounding tissue.

I’m sure that Your scent suppressed my gag response so I could dance longer with death when Your nyloned toe closed my airway. And it heightened the joy I felt at Your playing deep inside me when you widened Your toes inside my throat!

In short, I never felt so fully owned and used by You.  And I just want it to go on forever.

All Yours,
anonymous slave

FemDom Mansion – A foot slave’s story

Tuesday, 10 July 2018 19:15
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A long term foot fetishist shared a fantasy that he was anxious to make happen.  His dream was to be used as a foot cleaner by dominant Women for an extended period of time.  We listened, We liked and We made it happen.

When the sub arrived he was stripped of all clothing, fitted with a chastity device and informed of his new duties.  He was to be kept chained near the door and his services would be required when any Lady with dirty feet entered the Mansion.  But first, his slave contract had to be negotiated and he had to be trained.

He started by learning on My feet.  I had taken a walk in the garden and My feet were quite dirty and in great need of cleaning.  I directed him in exactly how to lick the soles and suck the toes clean.  Once he thought he had done a thorough job with his mouth he was required to wash and dry them with fluffy white towels.  If one bit of dirt transfered to the towel, he was in trouble and would have to be punished.

And so it began . . . a parade of lovely, strong Women – all with the filthiest feet.  Between foot cleanings Our foot boy poured Us champagne, served Us dinner, made himself into a foot rest, provided foot massages and plenty of worship. To reinforce his training he listened to foot cleaning hypno music while being subjected to the Venus 2000.

Upon successful completion of his foot slave training he was rewarded properly, presented with his certificate and sent back out into the real world 24 hours later as a much better foot slave and an excellent foot cleaner.

To view a collection of curated Tweets with photos during this event, click here – FemDom Mansion’s Twitter Moment for a foot slave.

Feel free to send your husband to me.

Monday, 12 March 2018 15:11
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Many of you are aware that I do a lot of work with couples and it makes Me seriously happy when I see couples enjoying the lifestyle.  On a recent trip to DC I got an interesting email:  a sub contacts Me saying he will be in DC on a business trip the same time I am there and his Wife/.Mistress has given him permission to book a session.  That got Me excited.  The idea of collaborating with his Wife and then executing a mutual plan was a treat and that’s exactly what We did.

This sub maintains a personal blog of his journey serving his Wife/Mistress and his experiences with chastity and he wrote about our session there for all the world to see.  I have copied his post below but you can find the entry and read other postings from him here.

a foreign hand, voice…

Preface: I approached my Goddess with a question –  [ would she mind If I sessioned with a pro-domme on a business trip? ] – after some quick thought and conversation her answer was , sure – go for it.  (this is not the first time she’s sent me to see a Domme.. but I think this is the first time she sent me without reservations or concerns that sometimes a relationship/marriage can have. – we’re both older now and I think more secure in our love and loyalties – the trust or understanding is deeper and so is the knowledge of BDSM )

what adds a specific layer of fun or suspense to this is the additional dimension of mental play.. such as the pro domme replying with “I look forward to plotting and planning with your wife.”
or after the session an email – “Hello Goddess.  I am sorry to report that I had an accident with your boy.  We were right near the end and I misjudged the stimulation and he had an unauthorized orgasm.  (Now I know what a slut he is for electro!) I do apologize for that.  It was not our plan nor my intention  I did make him recycle it and punished his balls afterward as a consolation to you. “
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So Prior to the session and the morning of the trip I was to put on my DickCage, a silicone cage that allows for TSA Travel..  – I was to bring an additional plastic lock “Just in case” the Pro Domme and my Goddess had decided to allow me out to play.. realistically slut training, CBT, etc.. could after all be done without chastity removal….
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Mistress Ayn was a seasoned professional, warm and welcoming but yet in control and centered you…
My session included some bondage, cbt, slut training, strap-on worship, sensory deprivation and electrics…  the T.E.N.S unit is what resulted in the accidental release and if it comes out it must go back in rule….  the accident happened at the last minute mark of the session, this was my fault.!!

 

I’m anxious to see what fall out there will be from the accident and I’m thankful to Mistress Ayn and Goddess Philotes for the effort that was spent.

“Simultaneously the worst and best experience I have had.” – New Review on Max Fisch

Friday, 09 February 2018 10:04
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… and sometimes that is the way it is.  This sub and his Mistress/Wife have been seeing Me for several years.  This time She couldn’t make it, but wanted to do something special for his birthday – so She sent him to see Me and one of My Domme Sisters, Mistress Harley Quinn.  She has sent him to Me before for punishments (including a now infamous cock caning) but for this visit She had something different in mind.  The sub is kept in chastity a great deal of the time and She had been saving and freezing his cum from ruined orgasms.  When he arrived he has about a half cup of frozen cum.  Of course, the cup was empty when the session was complete.

Here is his review of the session.  It can also be viewed on Max Fisch.

“I was told to strip and of course got as hard as my chastity cage allowed. I had been denied for a long time by my Wife. Spoiler alert, the cage never came off during the entire session.

They started with me on a spiky stool where my caged balls and cock got to rest on massive spikes. As Ayn lectured me -Harley began torturing my nipples. This would be a theme throughout the session.

Ayn told me I could use a safe word for pain, but that I would be eating cum whether I wanted to or not. Then the ring gag was put in place to prevent any potential refusals to accept what was coming next.

Mistress Harley proceeded to feed me my own frozen cum – a little at a time – with a caviar spoon. I had no choice but to accept it, knowing also I needed to please my Wife and reward her hard work – my face revealing the entire time how much I hated it. The Mistresses were already enjoying and laughing at my predicament… they were just getting started.

They took me to the medical room where they placed me in stirrups and proceeded to tie my legs apart and secure me to the table with multiple leather straps. Harley continued to periodically make me eat my own cum, which got progressively harder with the gag. So the Mistresses struck a deal with me, they would remove it but the first time I didn’t open to accept my cum I would be punished.

Then the words “where is the power strip” were uttered. At that point I knew I was in big trouble. In short – with a minimum of lube – an electric probe was placed in my ass. My caged cock was straining as the current was turned up, while my asshole involuntarily contracted and relaxed as the probe forced its way in and out, electrifying my ass and prostate. As Ayn pulled out the Hitachi vibrator, I knew my cage wasn’t coming off today. About this time Harley fed me more of my cum and then continued to torture my nipples.

As Ayn vibrated the cage she also adjusted the electricity. I was in overload, I knew I wouldn’t hold out, but I didn’t know if they would send me home like this, tortured and denied or if I would have an accident (as they call it). Ayn repeatedly added and removed vibration to my cage – probing how she could best disappoint my needy caged cock – when the inevitable accident occurred. When almost 2 weeks of denial came spilling out, it was also caught and collected in the cup. There would be no more small spoons, I was told to guzzle it – and guzzle it I did as Harley served me. Gagging be damned, she made sure I drank every last bit of my spew while Ayn laughed and took photos and videos for my Mistress.

You’d think I had been humiliated enough, but I was then put over the spanking bench and secured in place. After all, it was my birthday, and I was due 40-something strokes of the cane – post-orgasm – which they reminded me was the worst way to receive the cane. I think they knew I had been through a lot. Maybe they took it a little easier on me, but they still made me count and alternated turns with the cane, circling me like sharks on the hunt. Ayn made sure Harley knew my Wife prefers a marked slave husband. And they didn’t disappoint her. The contrast between Harley’s caning and Ayn’s was interesting – Mistress Harley’s stroke was more whippy – like trying to slice me up – while Mistress Ayn seemed to deliver a much firmer stroke – she was obviously trying to tenderize me after the kill.

As we talked after the session, I told them this was simultaneously the worst and best experience I have had. I’m happy to have a supportive Wife who encourages her friends to push me further into submission as her slave husband. I look forward to the next time where my Mistress may once again join them.”

Wolford pantyhose for sale – worn and scented

Sunday, 04 February 2018 18:47
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Some of you know that I consider Myself a “Green Domme”.  I drive a hybrid, do My due diligence to respect and conserve the world’s limited resources and I am a big believer in recycling – everything possible.  That means more than glass, plastic, metal and paper.  I donate unused items to Goodwill, do clothing swaps with friends and of course I often make subs recycle their own cum . . .  but that’s another story.

Today I have two items that should be enjoyed as opposed to being thrown away.  Two pairs of Wolford pantyhose are available for purchase at the cost of $36 each (includes domestic shipping) or $56 for both.  Both have runs and smell like Me.  I will accept Amazon gift cards or cash.me.  Just email Me at ayn at mistressayn.com for details and to check availability.

Imagine wearing or inhaling a pair while watching My clips.  Other items like panties and stockings are also available from time to time, so feel free to ask.

 

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