Ezada Sinn

Both Me and Mistress Luna adore Our leather gloves: the way they mould to Our hands, the arousing scent, the power they exude. And this boy before Us? he is nothing more than a desperate leather glove slut, bound and helpless, completely at Our mercy.
We know his weakness, his craving for the feel of smooth, tight leather against his skin. And We will indulge him, but only in the way that pleases Us. Our gloved hands will smother him, torment him, rob him of breath. They will tease his nipples until they burn with pain, slap his face until it stings, and smother him under their arousing grip. And all the while, his desperate little cock will be ignored, throbbing uselessly in frustration.
We will use his fetish, twist it, pervert it, and turn it against him. his suffering, his humiliation, that is Our true pleasure.

When a slave is close to Me, almost touching My gorgeous Feminine body, My sensual breasts and My voluptuous ass, he must be hard. In part, I lock my boys in chastity to keep them horny, I want to see them aroused when they are with Me, not to disappoint Me with their flaccid impotence. This is the way I like it, to see their cocks hard, no matter how sensually or painfully I touch them. Through spit and slapping, all the way to extreme kicking and ball busting, My slave must remain engorged, bristling with desire for Me, his Goddess. No matter how unbearable the pain, the slave must never go soft. he must remain erect even following not just one or two, but multiple ruined orgasms. his cock belongs to Me, and it must be ready for My use whenever I am near or desire it.

This slave has pleaded with Me that he would do anything for the pleasure of being close to his Goddess in the bedroom. Tonight he has the chance: nicely locked in chastity and securely fastened in bondage stocks at the foot of My bed. he will stay there, kissing My feet and sucking the heels of My shoes, for he is nothing more than My foot bitch. The slave can watch Me pleasing Myself with My favorite sex toy, but he can only watch, not allowed to touch anything above My nylon clad feet. Pathetically kneeling at the foot of My bed, watching My arousal, something he could never do for a Woman. Oh, I am horny, and I could use a real cock right now. It would be a perfect chance to turn My foot bitch into a cuckold slave. To have him suck My sex slave's penis till it's hard and ready for Me. It's the perfect job for him as he will never be able to sexually please a Woman with his pathetic locked dicklet.

Today, I welcome Mistress Ayn to the House of Sinn, and She arrives bearing a most thoughtful offering: Her property, shipped all the way from the USA, presented as a gift for Me to use however I desire. To Her, he is nothing more than an object, a mere possession She now entrusts to My authority.

As I inspect him, My eyes are drawn to his pierced nipples, standing so sensitive and inviting. The slightest touch of My gloved hand elicits delightful reactions, a silent symphony of discomfort and vulnerability. But such simple amusements are never enough for Me.

The promise of tease and denial tempts Me, but when We unveil him, the sight beneath his leather panties proves disappointing: pathetically tiny and undeserving of indulgence. At that moment, I decided there would be no pleasure for him, only suffering. Pain is what he will offer Me, and I will take it with relish.

Mistress Ayn departs, leaving him under My “care.” Now, I will savour every moment of his torment, ensuring his new reality at the House of Sinn is one of complete submission and exquisite agony.

At the House of Sinn, transformation is inevitable. The Black Box is where chattels are reshaped to fulfil Our desires. Today, We’ve chosen to mould one into the perfect cock sucker. There’s only one rule: whatever enters the hole, he must suck.

With the formidable Goddess Alexandra Snow at My side, the boy is bound and locked into the box. he foolishly claimed sucking a strap-on would be easy, an error he’ll regret as Domina Rei, Giada da Vinci, and Goddess Scarlett Lush join Us for his training.

Blind to Domina Rei’s stunning presence, he feels Her strap-on pressing at the hole. On command, he opens his mouth like a needy slut. But as Scarlett steps up with Her far more intimidating cock, his confidence shatters amidst gagging and struggle.

his lack of experience is no excuse; he’ll remain in the Black Box until he’s a master of his purpose. Goddess Snow toys with him, making him stretch to reach Her cock before I decide We’ll double-team him. Two cocks demand worship, and he must submit to both simultaneously.

Giada raises the stakes, presenting a dripping chattel's chastity cage to the hole. The boy licks the precum eagerly, discovering that nothing compares to the feel of real flesh. Encouraged, We bring in another uncaged chattel. The boy knows the rule; everything in the hole gets sucked.

Giada’s creativity leads to a mesmerising spectacle: as the chattel sucks, Giada thrusts Her strap-on into the drippy chattel, syncing every motion so one’s arousal feeds the other’s degradation. Her dominance radiates as She commands the scene, and We relish every moment.

When We’ve had Our fill of entertainment, the chattels are returned to the Black Box, ready for future training. For now, it’s time for Us to enjoy pleasures far beyond their reach in the sanctuary of My bedroom.

Trapped in the leather strap cage, My slave can only wait to find out what I am going to do to him. Maybe I will torment him, or maybe I will reward him for this long day of filming during which he has been a very good boy. Judging by how hard his cock is in his metal chastity cage, I know he's hoping to be rewarded with an orgasm. Especially since it has been 2 weeks since his last orgasm and his sexual desire is very strong. I will let him believe this, I will even make him hope I will give him a real orgasm, his first in 2 years. After taking his chastity off, with quite some difficulty because of the hard-on, and teasing him with the touch of My breasts against his chest, his arousal gets so great that when I take My hand off his cock after rubbing it until the edge of orgasm, he can't stop and continues to fuck the air in hope of reaching an orgasm. So much fun to see his frustration when the realizes that the orgasm that seemed so close is suddenly becoming far again, just a dream. But he's just a man, weak when his cock is hard, and still hoping for that orgasm after each round of frustration. So easy to control them!

I like good obedient pets that are well trained to obey My orders and never misbehave. Like this puppy, that sits quietly in front of Me when he is not ordered to do anything, even though I can see his eagerness to approach Me, sniff Me, lick Me. When I finally order him to come sniff My boots, to lick them clean and worship them, his enthusiasm is visible and pleases Me. The pooch even tries to hump My boots when ordered, even though his useless prick is locked in chastity. He is such a good puppy that he deserves to receive a treat - some biscuits from the pet shop. And I will allow him to sniff My crotch, to feel the scent of a Woman. I know it makes his dick hard in the chastity cage, I can see the puppy likes this smell. But that's something not for him, he is just a puppy that soon will be neutered and all this will not matter any more...

My chattel has been left strapped to a bench, ignored, for quite a while. Every time he hears the sound of My high heels approaching him, his cock becomes harder in his chastity cage, he hopes that he will be noticed and given some attention this time. What else can he do, but wait for Me to come back and hope that I will unlock his chastity and free his growing prick. Will he be more aroused if I let him sniff My crotch? Will that make his chastity cage too small and painful for his prick? I wouldn't mind if it will. After all, he's so close to My "sanctum", a holy place for all My slaves, separated from his nose only by a thin pantyhose and lace panties. Maybe I will also take his breath, by sitting with My full weight on his chest. He was hoping for attention, wasn't he? So why is he now becoming red and breathing so heavily? Is that because he is extremely aroused to feel My big ass on his chest, pressing against it, flattening it? It seems to be difficult for him, looks like he's going to faint soon, and I'm enjoying every bit of it. He might be crushed under My voluptuous ass, but this is what he wanted, to be noticed and used, so he must be happy to be used as a cushion for My behind, feel it so close to his body, his face, his heart. What more can he wish for?

My slut is encased in latex, this makes him feel even more submissive and now he looks like a rubber doll. I am also wearing a black latex catsuit that emphasizes My generous curves. For My rubber whore, I have an 18-inch long, thick heavy dildo, which when he sees in front of his face, he starts to beg Me to let him worship it. He's such a cock-hungry whore that as soon as I allow him to do it, he starts to lick My huge cock, to suck it, to slap himself on the face with it. It's so huge that he can barely take the tip in his mouth, but he's trying to push it as deep as he can. I've never seen someone so eager to please a cock. Well, if he's that hungry for cock, it's time to fuck his little man-pussy with it, to show him what a huge cock feels like when it's shoved deep into his arse. This thought turns My rubber whore on so much, that his little chastity device becomes too little and he starts to beg Me to take it off, even if just for an hour. No, not now, I don't care about his pathetic hard-on now, he has to assume the slut position and get ready to be fucked. I start pushing My huge cock into the slut's arse, deeper and deeper, harder and harder. This whore can take it quite easily, all that training has paid off, although he should work some more on the depth, 'cause he can only take about half of the 18 inches now. But I can feel that with every push, My cock seems to go deeper and deeper, My every thrust makes his pussy deeper and wider. That's good, that's how a good whore's pussy should be, always ready to take the biggest cock I want to fuck it with. When I've had enough, he has to worship My cock again, cleaning all his arse-juices off it with his mouth.

I’m on vacation, but this isn’t just any ordinary trip. My chattel will spend every moment tethered to My voluptuous arse. Wherever I go, he follows; while I pause to take in the stunning scenery, he is left to admire the view of My divine behind. And when I feel like it, I pull his head deep between My cheeks, taking his breath away.

For the entire trip, he will endure and savour everything about My arse, serving as My personal seat and anything else that I wish. Whenever the mood strikes, I’ll have his tongue worshipping My arse exactly how I like it.

This is vacationing together, taken to a whole new level. How much would you love to take a vacation with Me?

I love leather, and I know you love it too. On this vacation, I’m indulging in My passion for leather with My leather-clad gimp, and this is how I like to begin the day. Dressed fully in leather, radiating power and dominance, I revel in the control, teasing and denying him endlessly.

Bound at the foot of My bed, he is overwhelmed by the smell of leather, the creak of it as I move, and the irresistible sensation of My leather-clad body brushing against his skin. As always, he is locked in chastity, and I take great delight in watching his cage grow tighter as he grows more aroused by My presence.

Today, he will endure an intense teasing session for My pleasure. My leather gloves will caress his body; his nipples teased until he is trembling with need. But I won’t stop there; he will also feel the kiss of My leather whip. I want to see his skin marked before We head out, both of Us draped in leather.

The more I inflict pain, the hornier he becomes, knowing how wet it makes Me to see him suffer for Me. Every movement, every command, every strike of My whip makes him ache with desire. His cock strains helplessly against the bars of his cage, tight and blue, as I rub My leather-clad body against him, a reminder of his submission. His cock is Mine, as is every part of him.

I imagine you watching this scene, dressed in leather yourself, and just as teased and denied as My gimp. Tell Me, how much do you wish to take his place?

When you look at Me and Domina Rei, what’s on your mind? We know you want to serve Us, but when two powerful, intelligent, Dominant Women stand before you, it takes more than a mere desire to impress Us; you’ll have to truly prove your worth. Why would We need you, after all? Perhaps for Our amusement or as a toy, but there are countless others who would do anything to be spit-roasted by Us. So, if you want that privilege, you’d better beg, beg to be the one chosen to be fucked hard by both of Us.
This chattel has a chance to prove he is worthy of being Our toy, to be filled in both holes. We have these enormous strap-on cocks that demand attention, and We don’t want to hear him speak; his mouth exists for worship, for sucking and pleasing Us. With his hands, he can keep Our cocks hard, showing his devotion as he worships each of Us.
Once he’s proven himself, We position him on all fours, ready to take both of Us at once. He will be spit-roasted, fucked in his mouth and his arse simultaneously. Naturally, he’s locked in chastity; this experience is for Our pleasure alone, and We take great satisfaction in watching his holes stretch wide around Our massive cocks. They’re so large; I imagine We might meet in the middle as We fill him from each end.
This is what it means to be Our fuck toy. Are you up to the challenge?

It is feeding time for My chattel, and I know he will be very hungry; I have kept him caged for 24 hours with only a little water. I take him out of the cage to kneel beside Me, ready to be fed. Everything he consumes must come from Me. I know he must be thirsty, and I revel in teasing him as I enjoy a chilled glass of water before watering him from My mouth. Now it is time for feeding; a banana is just perfect. I chew the banana, making a nice mushy consistency, before dribbling it into his mouth. This seems to make My chattel very horny, and he makes a mess all over My boots; of course, this must be punished, but after breakfast. The final course of breakfast shall be some yoghurt received from My mouth, to which I add some chewed banana. The disgusting pig can’t eat cleanly, and the food dribbles all over him. I decide that I don’t want to see him anymore and put him back into the cage to wait another 24 hours without food.

This sissy has been very naughty, touching himself and watching mainstream porn. That is why he is here at the Headmistress's office in sissy school. he must learn that he doesn’t have a dick anymore, just a manpussy which belongs to Us. To make sure he doesn’t forget his place, We will lock him in chastity, but first, We decide to inspect and measure his pathetic dicklet. It really is ridiculous and not worthy of being touched, deserving of its fate. Once he is locked, We can begin his training. A sissy must learn to use its mouth; its hands are only good for stroking cocks. We make him write on the board using chalk in his mouth while he strokes dildos with his hands. he does an appalling job with the writing; this sissy really does have a lot to learn, but that’s why he is at sissy school.

male objects are always waiting for their Us, their Female Owners, to utilize them as We wish. Right now I want to use this bound object as My lounge chair. he is nothing more than a device, a tool I keep locked in permanent chastity, a thing that waits patiently for Me to smother him under My ample ass. My chairs must be strong enough to take My full weight on any part of their bodies, be it the pelvis, stomach, chest, and especially the object's face. I demand to feel comfortably supported in any way I rest upon his flesh and bones. Yet, like all of My male objects, this one is trained to fulfill multiple roles: be it a chair, or maybe a trash bin, a spittoon, or an ashtray. At My command My object's mouth opens to consume anything I want.

I just received these boots from someone who bought them for Me from My Amazon wish list. And this chattel is lucky to be the first one I will use them with. First I put My new spurs on them, to see how they fit together, and, since I already have spurs, why not ride a little. The chattel, of course, what else?!
After I scare him that I will ride him out on the street, I order My chattel to start worshiping My new boots, to show Me how much he likes them, how much he adores Me and how much he missed Me since the last time I had him serve Me. His hard-on tells Me he really enjoys My new boots, let's see if he enjoys being hurt by them. I kick his balls several times, but this doesn't seem to have any negative effect on his hard-on, on the contrary, he starts dripping and soils them with his precum. I don't want his filth on My new boots, so he will have to clean them with his tongue, even though I know he can't stand the idea of tasting his own fluids. And he can't fool Me by pretending to lick, I will have him lick for real and get dirty in his own precum all over!

Chained, gagged and locked in chastity, My chattel cannot escape, cannot shout and, with his dicklet locked, cannot enjoy this too much. I can see he is not very aroused, but when I tease him with the proximity of My curvaceous body he soon starts to be excited. I know the effect I have on him, but he isn’t here for his pleasure, he is here for Mine. Soon, I will make the bondage and the chastity unbearable. I remove his gag to give him a Domina kiss and because I want to hear his screams as he suffers for My sadistic pleasure. I have a beautiful toy to torment him with, a nice electric zapper. I know he likes it when his dicklet gets wet, but I only want his dicklet wet so that the electricity will be much more painful. I love to hear the cries of pain as I zap the base of his cock, but when I zap the tip of his cock and his balls he makes the most delightful music, at least it is music to My ears. This dicklet deserves to be in permanent chastity, its only use is to be tormented to satisfy My sadistic desires.

As a Goddess I like to be worshiped, yet the slave should remember that he's worshiping Me for My pleasure, not his. I enjoy making this task difficult for him, making him suffer and strain to prove his devotion and adoration for Me. Securely bound, with a heavy collar and chain weighted around his neck, I shall test just how badly this slave craves to worship My leather clad ass. Starting at the soles of my leather boots, he will lick, kiss and worship his Goddess all the way up to My beautiful big round ass. his tongue just one smooth layer of buttery Napa leather away from My skin. Will he beg to clean and consume My Domina kisses, My spit running down the sleek black leather? Will he stretch his tiny tongue to reach My heavenly shaped ass? Will he prove worthy of worshiping Me as his leather Goddess?

Between two rounds of busting this slave's balls, I decided to give him a small break while I relax and smoke a cigarette. He would have to be My ashtray, of course, the break was from kicking his balls, not from using him. Now he has to inhale the smoke I blow towards his face and eat the ash I flick into his mouth. In the meantime, I let him worship My boots, since I know he loves them a lot and worshiping them will make him withstand better the balls destruction that is about to follow.

I am enjoying a walk in My garden with Giada to view the sunset over the lake. I installed this latex bench a couple of weeks ago, and now is the perfect time to use it. We sit down and start kissing, but Giada finds the bench uncomfortable; there seems to be a hard lump on it that is unpleasant to sit on. The cause is the chastity device I installed on the bench to prevent it from having a release. We will take care of the matter immediately so We do not miss the sunset. The bench will have a release, but We don’t watch to touch its disgusting dicklet. I take some leaves as improvised gloves and rub its dicklet until it quickly cums in a frustrating, ruined orgasm. Of course, the fluids must go back inside the bench. It is still hard, so I continue, ruin after ruin, until the chastity device is ready to be put back in place.