Lady Ayse's Chastity: Your Suffering is My Pleasure!
It burns. It twitches. It hurts. And you know what, my slave? I. Don't. Care. You are my chastity object, and such a slave doesn't complain. He obeys. He suffers. He stays locked - no matter how much it pulls, throbs, or cuts. You want to release the pressure? Too late. You decided. Now you will suffer. For me. I am your chastity mistress. And you will never get compassion from me. Only commands. Only ridicule. Only control. You wear your chastity belt for Lady Ayse. You'll become sore, irritated, finished - but you stay in. Because your pain is my possession. Because your agony is my toy. And because you are nothing - but a will slave in steel
