{"id":1096,"date":"2018-01-17T20:13:58","date_gmt":"2018-01-18T01:13:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mistressayn.com\/blog\/?p=1096"},"modified":"2018-01-13T13:28:10","modified_gmt":"2018-01-13T18:28:10","slug":"chronicles-of-a-chastity-slave-v2-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/mistressayn.com\/blog\/chronicles-of-a-chastity-slave-v2-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Chronicles of a chastity slave – v2"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"Mistress Ayn had never thought much of Eugene.\u00a0 He was middle-aged, submissive, pale and soft.\u00a0 At the moment he knelt feebly in a profile of sharp relief to the glorious picture presented by the Mistress.\u00a0 Whereas Ayn was beautiful, radiant, in black heels and stockings, pearls and chemise, Eugene shivered, nude, upon the dungeon floor. Only his continued practice of complete chastity pleased the Domme.<\/p>\n

\u201cLick,\u201d Mistress Ayn commanded.\u00a0 Her voice was at once calm and strong.\u00a0 Eugene did as he was instructed, the tip of his tongue softly caressing the instep of Mistress Ayn\u2019s proffered foot.\u00a0 At once, Eugene felt the tight pull of fingers in his hair.\u00a0 He winced in pain and Mistress Ayn smiled.<\/p>\n

\u201cLick\u201d came the order again. Eugene struggled to maintain his balance there upon his knees. Mistress Ayn had seen fit to make two \u201carrangements\u201d before the session.\u00a0 One was to simply cuff Eugene\u2019s hands behind his back.\u00a0 The other was to tie a single white ribbon around his cock, marking him.<\/p>\n

\u201cHave you been wearing your underwear as we talked about?\u201d Mistress Ayn queried.<\/p>\n

Eugene nodded his head gently, \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

It was a simple but effective method of control.\u00a0 Every time Eugene lowered his trousers or simply felt the silkiness of the panties, he was reminded that his manhood, in fact, belonged to Mistress Ayn.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Mistress Ayn had never thought much of Eugene.\u00a0 He was middle-aged, submissive, pale and soft.\u00a0 At the moment he knelt feebly in a profile of sharp relief to the glorious picture presented by the Mistress.\u00a0 Whereas Ayn was beautiful, radiant, in black heels and stockings, pearls and chemise, Eugene shivered, nude, upon the dungeon floor. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[27],"tags":[28,64],"class_list":["post-1096","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-chastity-chronicles","tag-chastity","tag-erotica"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/mistressayn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1096","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/mistressayn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/mistressayn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/mistressayn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/mistressayn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1096"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/mistressayn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1096\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1099,"href":"http:\/\/mistressayn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1096\/revisions\/1099"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/mistressayn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1096"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/mistressayn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1096"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/mistressayn.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1096"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}