The Initiation of a Reserved, Yet Eager Slut.

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.


Tiffany Can’t Pay Her Rent.

It was a sunny winter afternoon, and Tiffany was dressed in her cosplay best, all set to go to the role play gathering in the park. Today she was a warrior princess, complete with golden crown and ceremonial dagger. The nerdy guys get horny whenever they see her and she loves the attention. She often dances at these get togethers and usually picks up some spare cash.

Just as she was about to leave, the doorbell rang, and on the doorstep stood her landlord and Mistress J. Tiffany was trapped and startled. You see, Tiffany was a naughty girl and had been spending her rent money on slutty outfits and makeup. She had been dodging the landlord, hoping he’d forget she was behind on rent since he has a nasty temper. Apparently, he was at his wit’s end trying to reach Tiffany and got Mistress J involved, as Tiffany always obeys her mistress.

The following conversation took place and it was just like a scene out of an old melodrama.

Landlord: “You must pay the rent!”

Tiffany: “I can’t pay the rent!”

Landlord: “You must pay the rent!”

Tiffany: “I CAN’T pay the rent!”

Landlord: “You MUST pay the rent!”

Mistress JI’ll pay the rent!”

They both stopped arguing and looked at Mistress J in disbelief. SHE, Mistress J was going to pay Tiffany’s rent? 

“Oh Hell no!” Mistress J said. “I’d never do that. I want that bitch beholden to me.”

Mistress told the mean and nasty landlord that Tiffany would work off her debt any way he wanted. He paused and a little grin appeared at the corner of his mouth. 

“I have a few ideas,” he said. “I need my dick sucked and I want to see you get pounded and take it like a slut by Mistress J.”

Tiffany had never been banged by two people and was very scared about this. She simply didn’t feel up to the task and tried to talk her way out of it. Mistress J was adamant. Afterall, she was trying to help the careless slut keep her apartment, and the least she could do was show some gratitude and get down on her hands and knees for the both of them. 

Mistress J stuck a plug in Tiffany’s ass (pussy) as warmup. Unsure of her cock sucking skills, Tiffany gave them show by practicing on a few rubber cocks. She really wanted the landlord to enjoy his BJ. Landlord stood nearby and closely watched what she was doing, offering praise or pointers depending. As her throat and pussy warmed up simultaneously, she started moaning and grinding on the stool as she sloppily and loudly sucked the cocks. She even chocked a few times from deep throating, poor girl.

Turned on, landlord dropped his pants. He was free balling and his big cock jumped out angry and red. “Suck it.” he said and Tiffany greedily sucked the giant member. Slowly taking the whole thing in, then sliding back up to the tip and swirling it around. This went on a bit and Mistress J got bored and grabbed Tiffany’s head, and pushed it deep down on landlord’s cock. She gagged and tears rolled out of the corner of her eyes as Mistress forced her small mouth down to the thick base of landlord’s thick juicy cock.

Finally, Mistress allowed her to get up and Tiffany got on all fours. Mistress played with her pussy

Riding Miss J’s cock and sucking another!

as landlord demanded more cock attention. Tiffany alternated between her hands and mouth and the landlord enjoyed her techniques, saying she was a sweet and talented dirty whore. Tiffany surprised him by sucking on his balls, and landlord liked it so much he almost shot his load right then. But he backed off and Mistress J decided the girl needed to be fucked into submission.

Mistress J strapped on a cock and told that bitch to straddle it backwards. As the slut mounted it reverse cowgirl, Mistress told her to suck off the landlord and not stop until she was told to.

Pounding that pussy.

Tiffany had never been treated like such a piece of meat before. Her holes were being filled and she loved every second of it. The landlord yanked his dick out of her mouth and slapped her face with it. Tiffany squealed as  the pre-cum landed on her cheeks. Mistress J slapped her ass as the little whore rode her cock moaning with delight. Mistress stroked Tiffany’s dripping wet clit and the girl squirted into a towel. But was she allowed to stop sucking dick? No. The bitch had to keep going until the landlord was satisfied.

Things were getting pretty intense as Tiffany experienced full on submission as a plaything. She was forced to suck and tug until the landlord finally grunted and shot his load deep into her throat, intensely thrusting until not a drop remained. The bitch had to swallow it all too.

Grateful to be able to keep her apartment, she kissed his feet and he slapped her ass as he walked out of his building. Mistress J said to Tiffany that she expected gratitude for this and Tiffany needed to show her appreciation in some way, otherwise, she would not help her again.

What do you folks think? Did Tiffany do a good job of working off her debt?

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Just Horsing Around With Mistress J. A Tail about Horseplay.

A horse is a horse of course, unless you are a bondage pain slut. Debbie returned for more fun and pleasure. Debbie likes bondage and harnesses, as I didn’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth, I took this little filly out to my pasture.

Debbie was instructed to pound a few metal stakes into the ground for her hitching post. As you all have read before, my yard isn’t real grass. so the earth underneath the plastic blades is very hard and rocky. Debbie was a real downer and BROKE the hammer I had since my design days at FIDM! A vintage hammer one might say.

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!

As she was demonstrating herself to be a bucking Bronco, restraints were put on, and in many place. I had to hold that filly still.

I had to teach her some discipline. She got a got spanking, I inspected her anus, clamped those nipples, etc.  I didn’t want to ride her hard without putting her away wet, so I had to give my little pony a bath! Mind you, it was a cold winter day, despite the sun being out, and this gal had to endure a cold blast of water from my hose.


I made sure she got scrubbed and rinsed with dish soap. I used Palmolive. Why? Because you’re soaking in it. The cold water and brisk winter air made the stiff bristles of the 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.

I saddled up the filly and rode her into the playroom. There we engaged in activities to break her in. Bondage, extreme nipple torture, vibration play and spankings turned my little pony Debbie into a mild mannered ride.

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.

And, as per usual with this gal, she had to eat her cum! And through her harness too!

If you are in the mood for bondage, humiliation and torture (with or without an animal theme) with me, please reach out.

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A Fireside Chat With Mistress J…

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.

John enjoys being on display for Mistress J, and I love looking at his sexy body in the soft light of my fireplace. As a favored plaything, John likes to please his mistress and I enjoy telling him what he can do to please me. He is always in his serving uniform (naked) while I remain comfortably clothed.    

The session usually starts with him slowly stripping for me to music. He has a slim, toned tall and lean body, with just the right amount of body hair. After his strip tease, he treats Mistress to a nice, long sensual foot massage, complete with kissing and caressing. His strong hands know where my tootsies need it most, and such attention brings a smile to my face. I run my toes through his chest hair, giving the center hairs a nice tug with my toes. I also tug other things with my toes, but, I digress.

After the massage, he must show off his many skills, as well as his body, which he does with unbridled enthusiasm. John has a thirsty throat, as you can see in this photo. This nasty thing likes to suck it deep for Mistress J. He certainly knows how to give one heck of a sloppy BJ, and his cute little gagging sounds make me chuckle.

Sometimes, if Mistress is in the mood, John must give another show, one demonstrating his erotic skills. Can he gracefully mount and ride a dildo while masturbating and looking cute? Why yes, he can, and does so with glee. 

There’s a fair amount of slutty dirty talk during our sessions. John has a lady friend he chats with online, and they share their fantasies and mutually masturbate in front of each other. Their fantasies often involve me directing them to fondle themselves for my pleasure, and perhaps joining in the fun. One day I hope we can virtually include her in one of our sessions.

Talk such as this gets him extremely riled up. I swear this man’s cock just keeps getting bigger and redder, throbbing with 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!

If you are in the mood for a nice, fireside chat with me, please reach out.

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Tiffany’s Revenge. Because two sluts don’t make it right.

This is a fictional story compiled of two different sessions. The subjects have never met each other whatsoever. Please read and enjoy, and remember, no sluts were harmed in the writing of this blog post.

Tiffany thought she was the only horny, petite-sized Asian slut who came to Mistress J and had a complete wardrobe to enjoy.  Little did she know Jade was going to invade her territory.

Jade was the new girl in town. A little shy, very inexperienced, but very, very willing. She asked Mistress J to give her some makeup and deportment tips, which Mistress did, but the transformation unleashed a wanton wonton of a horny girl, eager to have her holes filled by the boys on the football, debate and badminton teams.

She went through Tiffany’s giant bag of clothes and selected her schoolgirl outfit. I believe this is what upset Tiffany the most, having another girl go through and wear HER things! The effrontery of it all. Jade even copied Tiffany’s hairstyle. Shameful.

Pleased with her new look, Mistress wanted Jade to show off to her fans. Jade did a sexy dance on the balcony, kicking her long legs and showing off her panties, which contained her chastity caged clit.

After the dance, the schoolgirl underwent severe slut training since she was rather virginal. She had to learn to give a sloppy BJ by sucking all the boys standing nearby with their dicks out. If she didn’t do a good job, she had to do it again. She became rather parched and experienced a bit of lockjaw, but handled it like the trooper she is.

The afternoon ended with Jade getting pried open like a can of tuna, legs suspended and wrists secured to the table. She then lost her virginity by Mistress J. Her poor pussy got tired quickly, and she needed a break. Overall, Jade made  the honor roll with her slut training, and hopefully she’ll wear appropriate clothing under her graduation gown.

After reading such a story, you are probably wondering what Tiffany’s revenge could be. Why would she be jealous of another slut? Well, that’s how it is in the slut world. The competition is fierce.

Tiffany, refusing to be upstaged by an upstart, begged Mistress J for a session where she could prove she was the bigger slut. Donning a short red hairdo and pink panties, Tiffany was ready to face the music. She had made a pledge to Miss J, that she’d suck and get fucked by anything that came her way. 

As you can see in this photo, she’s working so hard on the dicks she’s blurry. Poetry in motion for sure.

So, Tiffany’s revenge turned out to be she was the bigger slut after all. Look at her on her knees with a hook in her pussy! She had to suck dick that way, then got pounded hard for being bad.

I wonder if Jade will read this and decide she can out slut a slut?

The complete set of the Tiffany Tales are here:

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Digging His Own Hole… The Mud Man Commeth.

Mistress J is in the process of doing some landscape work in the backyard, so when Pleasure Pet called for an appointment, the timing was rather convenient. Pet likes outdoor play, and as my yard is very private with high walls, I knew a naked gardener could be put to great use.

Pleasure Pet enjoys being naked outside, feeling the breeze rustle his pubic hair, and having the sun shine on his butt cheeks. And with the cool spring-like temperatures the Bay Area has been enjoying, Pet could get his hands, and everything else dirty.

Motivational tools and a back scratcher. Just in case he gets an itch!

I needed a portion of my fake grass cut and area cleared for some large plants that will be put in. The Pet claimed to be good at digging, and expressed a desire to be covered in mud and slime. I agreed, provided he bring his own slime.

Dressed for the occasion.

After assessing the situation, Pleasure Pet undressed, revealing he had already draped himself in chains. He immediately got to work tearing up the grass. He didn’t make a wide enough hole so he needed to be punished. I lubed up the remote control butt plug and inserted it in his ass. His chains helped secure it in place,  but the chain placement in his butt crack sometimes caused it to turn off when he had sudden movements. He was punished with spankings when it got turned off.

The sun, the vibrations and the dirt had Pleasure Pet doing a happy dance. I sat in my patio chair with a cool drink, as it is exhausting watching other people do manual labor for me. Here is the area Pleasure Pet cleared out for me. It’s also my favorite photo from the session. I love seeing naked men hard at work! 

Once I approved the cleared part, Pleasure Pet got even dirtier! I hosed him off with cold water and he lied down in the dirt. He had put in metal stakes so I could chain him spread eagle. After securing him, I poured a bottle of chocolate syrup over him, then added some dirt. Next came the strawberry syrup, and I poured a little in his mouth. Next, more water, then dirt, then more water, becoming mud. Layered between the dirt was the pancake syrup. I made sure his hands and feet were covered in slime. Then I left him alone to sit in his slime, letting it creep into all the nooks and crannies! 

Such a Zen experience. Notice the hummingbird shadow on the wall.

Resting under my banana tree, under a blanket of dirt and slime and a vibrating butt plug in his ass, Pleasure Pet got to commune with the hummingbirds. They were very interested in him, as he smelled so sweet from his syrup. I think he was so relaxed, he dozed off for a bit. While he slept, I did some designing of my yard. It was a very productive day.

The Mud Man slowly woke up and as he stood up, clumps of dirt fell off of him. He stood in the sun to warm up, then I hosed him off with nice cold water from the garden hose. We both enjoyed our session very much and look forward to more yardwork in the spring.

Would YOU like to do some naked gardening for me?

My email is  I am in San Jose, California.  I look forward to hearing from you.


Worth the Weight. Parachutes and Stretchers!

Most women know a man can be controlled by his cock, and I personally enjoy controlling a man this way. A simple twist of the gonads and a man can be brought to his knees.

Ball stretching is loads of fun, for both me and my guest. I often use only my hand, stretching the balls down, then twisting. I hear this provides a nice tight feeling as the balls are gently pulled away from the body. I don’t have balls, so I don’t know how it feels. I do know, I like the way it looks.

For the gentleman who wants something more, the next step up is clothesline. This small rope is great for tying up balls and either hanging things from them, such as a bell, or tying them UP to my ceiling hook. This is fun because when my guest moves, he either rings the bell or finds he can’t roam very far.

I have a variety of metal and rubber cock rings and leather ball stretchers to use. My favorite is my Prickly Parachute. The parachute is leather and has cute little spikes protruding inward from the underside. Aren’t they cute? Imagine a thousand tiny cat claws digging into your junk at once!

I store my parachute in a bag with jewels on it. Why jewels? Because this is for torturing the family jewels! I keep my weights in there too, and when I am feeling deliciously devious, I add them one at a time, having those cute claws dig deeper into the tender flesh of the ball sack. Guests who have compact balls that don’t allow stretching get this spikey device on the shaft. Weights can still be added, and its loads of fun for everyone.

This photo shows the parachute on the shaft with balls inside of silicone cap. I couldn’t stretch them far enough for the parachute, but was able to shove them into the cap for a nice feeling of compression.

Years ago, I was at a FemDom play party at The Citadel in SF, and put this cute lil parachute on a friend and had him dance. After a while, he got tired of dancing and asked if he could stop. I said sure, sit in that chair and cross your legs, or, keep dancing. He kept dancing!

And of course, one cannot talk about stretching balls without mentioning the Humbler. The Humbler will make you a humble man as you won’t be able to stand up straight with this thing clamped around your balls and behind your legs. Any attempt to straighten the legs even slightly pulls hard on the scrotum, causing anything from considerable discomfort to extreme pain. I prefer to use my homemade humbler made from dowels and rubber bands. It’s much more customizable and the bands add a nice SNAP!



Intrigued by ball play? Contact me. You will be humbled after our session.

My email is  I am in San Jose, California.  I look forward to hearing from you.



The French Whore.

My favorite Frenchman Emile, came for another visit and was ready to rumble. I don’t see him often, as he lives in France, but when I do, things get nasty.

Emile was horny and needed to be fu**ed. He also had a penchant for lacy underwear and being treated like a sex object, so I turned him into Nana, the namesake of a story written by another famous Frenchie named Emile.

Nana was dressed in her finest fishnets, along with the appropriate streetwear. I handed her a purse and she stood in the corner waiting for a passerby. Soon, Mistress J strolled by and was propositioned by Nana. Nana’s offer was too good to pass up, so we wandered over to the other side of the room.

I handed her a 1 Euro coin, left over from when I visited Europe and told her I bought her cheaply, and she needed to do everything I asked. She agreed, and put the coin in her purse.

This little whore was made to do what she does best, suck dick. I placed her in front of my wall of cocks and instructed her to show off her skills. She had to please those rubber dicks and if I saw her neglecting one, I’d shove her throat deep on the neglected cock, making her gag. The bitch gave several sloppy and loud BJs. I think these were very satisfied cocks. During the blowjobs, I told her to buy something with that Euro, like an ice cream and to think of me while she ate it. She drooled in compliance.

Drop them!

I got so turned on watching her satisfy these cocks, I had to have my way with her. I’ve seen this girl before and knew that her boy pussy was rather tight.  Last time,  I was not able to get my cock in her, but was determined to this time. She dropped her panties and bent over. I toyed with her pussy first with a gloved finger, then moved up to bigger and better things. When I felt she was ready, I slid my dick into her and when I made it in, I yelled “Viva La France!”

I finally got my money’s worth from this harlot. We were both amazed and satisfied. And, like a true French whore, she smoked a cigarette after sex. 

Does this article turn you on? I can incorporate your heritage into a scene, and am always up for learning a few naughty phrases in your native language. Send me an email if you are interested?

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Mistress J Studios is a sex positive studio that provides a safe place for personal expression. Nude male photography, male and female submission, cross dressing and gender exploration are welcomed and encouraged here.

My email is  I am in San Jose, California.  I look forward to hearing from you.


Viva la France!

The Few, the Proud, the Pain Sluts.

Tools of the trade!

No Pain, No Gain.

As you all know, Mistress J has a plethora of offerings. Most of my sessions deal with the sensual side of things, but this post is dedicated to a smaller segment of my guests, the true pain sluts.


These individuals are the ones who thrive on pain, want, and can have the bruises to prove it.  They like a paddling to leave their bottom deep purple rather than pink. They want to carry cane marks into next week, and have their nipples stretched to the breaking point. 

Does this sound like you? If so, you are a pain slut.

Are you a pain slut who wants it, but can’t take bruises home? Nipple clamps might be the answer! I have the clover ones, the mini clamps, as well as a variety of clothespins and hair clips. The clover ones seem to be the strongest! Clamps don’t bruise, and leave your nipples very sensitive.

An added benefit is clothespins Can be used in other exciting places too!

Electricity is another favorite pain tool.  A good zap can bring a man to his knees! As with clothespins, electricity can be applied in the most delicate of areas!


A few years back, well before Covid, I regularly attended Female-Top centered play parties at SF Dungeons. Talk about fun! Most of the subs were cis-men, though some were not, and it was a blast to play in public and socialize with the Femme Dommes. After one of these parties, a male attendee posted a comment on a message board about how few female tops were doing heavy pain scenes at this party.

He declared it to be the opposite of a male-top party, where it appeared the male tops were rougher to the female subs. This misguided man thought to blame the Female Tops, as if we were incapable of delivering harsh punishment.

After this dumbass decided to insult local Femme Dommes online, the backlash was quick and steady. Many, myself included, pointed out to him that play is NEGOTIATED FIRST, and a good Top LISTENS to their bottom and plays within the negotiated limits. Why would it be a Femme Domme’s fault if the male sub is a delicate flower who can’t take a beating? Sigh. Men are so obtuse sometimes.

He ended up apologizing after his mistake was repeatedly pointed out to him.

Does this article turn you on? Do you crave some pain? If so, send me an email. Bruises are always optional.

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Mistress J Studios is a sex positive studio that provides a safe place for personal expression. Nude male photography, male and female submission, cross dressing and gender exploration are welcomed and encouraged here.

My email is  I am in San Jose, California.  I look forward to hearing from you.


That Ain’t No Yoke. You Pervs are Gonna LOVE this!

One thing this pandemic has had me do is to look for ways to spend money.  I’ve discovered Etsy has some excellent and high quality dungeon furniture handmade by talented fellow perverts worldwide. 

Since August is Anal Pleasure Month, I am featuring my new equipment that gives access to the goods.

The first is my breeding yoke from Percontator in the Ukraine.  As you lay on your back, your hands and neck are in the device. Your feet are held back by chains, giving me total access. I actually got a little wet seeing this and knew instantly, I had to have one.

He’s lucky to be in this position.

See how my friend’s ass is exposed and he has no choice but to take what I give him? This guy is a huge butt slut, so he is about to experience the dildo I named the Jumbo-tron, it’s my biggest dick.

What I love about this is, my guest’s legs are supported backward and there is no straining on them. I won’t hear about tired legs as I fuck your ass or force your cum out of your body. I get to take what I want, how I want, and for as long as I want! 

Since this is a yoke for breeding, expect to feel like a piece of meat. Your body is mine to use. You might be mildly uncomfortable in this device. But that is the point, you’re a sex slave, and you like it. Slut.

This photo shows how the wrists are positioned facing each other. The opening is oval shaped and should accommodate most male wrists. I do want to note, if you have wrist injuries, a protruding bone or have EXTREMELY large wrists for whatever reason, this might not be for you. But don’t worry, I have other ways to make you feel like a helpless little bitch.

Speaking of helpless bitches, I LOOOOOOOVE my spanking bench from DungeonDelights in Indiana. I have to admit, it is rarely used for spanking. heh, heh. Built for comfort and my accessibility, this has quickly become a fan favorite. 

See how open and ready my guest is, as he settles on the padded leatherette platforms. The face-rest, leg and armrests are adjustable. If I have a squirmy sub, I can strap him in. I don’t want him going anywhere! 

I figured out how to assemble the two hands free attachments. This photo shows my friend enjoying the Hitachi with prostate attachment. My hands were free to take photos, and my friend was strapped in and enjoying the ride. Since I am hands free, whatever shall I do…?

The other attachment is for a dildo. So, if I have a guest with a vag, I can easily do double penetration. 

This last item has nothing to do with anal play, especially since it is purely decorative. I simply could not resist this fruit bowl from SINDstudio in Tel Aviv. The penis bowl is a perfect addition to the playroom, and I filled it with beautiful silk flowers.

One should stop and smell the roses, don’t you think? I hope you noticed the two fuzzy balls. Yes, they are there deliberately. 

I hope you will take some time to smell the roses here at Mistress J Studios. I think we can find a way to kill some time.


Intrigued? Contact me.

Mistress J Studios is a sex positive studio that provides a safe place for personal expression. Nude male photography, male and female submission, cross dressing and gender exploration are welcomed and encouraged here.

My email is  I am in San Jose, California.  I look forward to hearing from you.