He was so nervous when he arrived. His hands were shaking, couldn’t make eye contact, stumbled on his words. As he sat in my red chair of interrogation, small beads of sweat appeared on his brow.
“What brings you to my studio today?” I asked.
“I think with my cock and I deserve to be abused and punished for having slutty thoughts.” he said. I am a filthy minded degenerate. I want to experience the ultimate role reversal, but I am scared. I desire to feel submission to a Goddess like you.”
Since I am used to breaking in newbies, I knew how to handle the situation. He headed upstairs to the playroom and as instructed, he stripped and waited for me to arrive. He was so shy, he hid his bits with his hands. He didn’t want me to see his growing manhood. But I knew what was happening.
I could see his fingers fiddling around his member. His cock had grown now and was peeking out between his fingers. He did not have permission to play with this thing, he was doing it on his own! Bad boy! I made him stand up and put his hands behind him. On went the handcuffs because this filthy brat was not going to touch his willy- willy nilly. How dare he presume so much.
I bent him over a table and gave his bottom a few whacks with my hand to start. Then I spanked him with a hairbrush because he was starting to drip precum. I made him get down on all fours and lick it off the carpet, getting the taste of his sperm and carpet fibers in one nice long lick.
You readers probably know by now Mistress J likes to have a man face down on the floor with his but high in the air. Taking advantage of the access, I decided to punish him for having a red, dripping cock. A cock that rules his thoughts. A cock that has his balls loaded with cum forcing him to think like a slut. A hairy cock. An uncontrollable cock that needed to be controlled. And by me, Mistress J.
So, he got his balls zapped.
He flinched in shock and surprise, maybe a little pain, but also pleasure. They were then pressed between two dowels and zapped again, and at a higher wattage. What did my eyes see? His cock actually got harder and redder and dripped a little more. He apologized for these terrible transgressions.
“I’m sorry my cock has a mind of it’s own.” he cried. “I am a dirty slut. Please help me Mistress!”
This man was completely unworthy of help and needed more attitude adjustment. He needed to pay for his cock.
But in order to pay for his cock, he needed to pay with his ass. So I strapped on a cock of my own and slid it into his lubed up ass. All while he was face down in a puddle of precum.
The slut groaned with pleasure and I could tell he had been practicing at home. His hole opened up so nicely for me. I fucked him like that for a while, then grew tired of doing all this work on an ungrateful booty. Why should I work up a sweat on this slut?
I need the big guns to really put this boy in his place. So he was then spread out over the table, shackled in place, hands still cuffed behind him, then it happened. I inserted my fuck-saw, drill-do into his ass and let my power tool do the work! Vibration sensation and a dick on a stick. He finally got what was coming to him.
But was he allowed to cum? No. He went home loaded.
didn’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth, I took this little filly out to my pasture.
After she managed to pitch her hitching post, I got to play around with my filly. The first thing I did was geld her. I didn’t want any sex hormones making her feisty. The filly had a ponytail, but due to her standing, it kept sliding out!
brush sting more than usual. As you can see, I made sure ALL parts got squeaky clean. Rinsing her off with icy cold water was fun. You can say I led her to water AND made her drink.
A funny thing happened while she was on her back and I had her legs hanging from the ceiling with the spreader bar, her right leg cramped up. Yes, indeed, she got a charley horse! I had to take her lags down and give a massage.
John is an out of town visitor who I see a few times a year. Our visits are always in the evening, and candle and firelight always set the stage for our sensual and spectacular sessions.
delight. Sometimes I get riled up to and use my pink friend in front of him. It is safe to say, the session is often pleasurable for the both of us!
control. That’s right, men think with their dicks. I’ll cage your brain and reduce you to quivering flesh. You’ll love the feeling of your arousal pressing against the steel or plastic cage, unable to grow. You can’t touch it. It frustrates you. I laugh and torment it as much as I like.
I like to grab things with my toes, and balls are the perfect size for grabbing and pulling.
CBT tools. I picked up these hand painted beauties in Poland and use them often. When I use the whole set it looks like a smile.
Ceramics was one of my favorite subjects. I had high hopes for this one. I supplied her with a Play Dough kit with an assortment of colors and letter stamps. She was instructed to make pornographic images and naughty words. Grading would be on technique as well as creativity. This is what she came up with. Grade: C. Why a C? I was hoping for interesting color combinations and naughtier people.
exercises by grabbing a squishy pecker with her butt cheek, walk across the room and drop it on the chair. She really knows her numbers and has tight little cheeks. She could cross the room without dropping a pecker! Grade: A.
Tiffany really shined in PE. She took this subject seriously. She was instructed to do arm curls with the heavy metal dildo with a butt plug in her butt. Look at this photo. What perfect form! The plug stayed in the whole time. Grade: A+.
I leave this post with a photo of Tiffany studying her Bible. Stay tuned for my next episode of Tiffany Goes Back to School. The school girl cuts loose and becomes a real slut. You don’t want to miss it.
For folks not into BDSM, pegging, femminization or any of the rougher stuff, sensual massage is a fabulous way to surrender and connect with me.
with hopes that Mistress J soon would be there!
in the back and the front. I have also used my stockings for bondage and gags when necessary.
off. I always require a massage, and when I feel ready, I proceed with the teasing.
I bend him over and my horny feet run over his butt. I poke his butt hole with my toe. He likes it.
on my stockings. He’s told to stand up and as I caress his nipples he masturbates. I tell him to get close to the edge. Now he’s close. So i rum his man parts with my stockinged feet. He’s in heaven now and explodes. I feel his warm gooey cum through the fabric of my stocking. I then have him peel off the soiled items and wipe my legs.
Mistress J has a steady stream of regular clients with particular interests. Today’s blog post features Moe,* a gentleman who is really into the art of wax play.
After tormenting his back, I turn him over and start all over again!
a few on you? Mistress J keeps her tools clean and organized, as you can see here. Farmer J knows the perfect tool is necessary for a good harvest. She is always buying new things. 
daily. An organized farmer like Mistress J has a bucket ready to go to collect milky white substances.