Mistress J Goes Fishing. A Big Hook Catches a Big Fish!

Mistress J felt like going fishing. She wanted to catch something that would make her proud and give her bragging rights, and perhaps mount on her wall.

I went through my gear and got out her fishing hook and high end fishing line. I only use the best clothesline I can find when I go out into the deep waters of my studio.fishing

One day, Bill came over. Bill is saved into my phone as Ass Bill. That should give you an idea of what he’s into. Bill was feeling rather ornery and needed to be reeled in. Literally.

I put his ass up (pun intended) on the massage table and had him crouch on all fours. He was already excited and dripping. After a quick gloved finger warm up, quick because he was so horny and open, I decided it was time to cast my line and hook a big one!

I inserted my well lubed (and covered) anal hook into his gaping butt hole, then strung it up with chains through a strategically place ceiling hook. He was instructed to move forward on the table making the line nice and taught.

The anal hook can be a valuable item in predicament play. The victim has the hook in a very sensitive place, and when secured to something, he feels line-and-sinkerany little movement deep inside. He also knows a sudden movement or escape attempt could be dangerous to his well being, so obedience is required!

Bill was drooling from two places from all of these sensations. I decided some vibration was in order and secured an electric toothbrush to the chains so I could have hands free ability while Bill enjoyed the thrill of a deep set tingle!

It was during this scene that I discovered Bill liked having his cock and balls pulled back as far as they img_20161203_122702413would go. Mistress J understands that her clients are pervs, so she just goes along with it. 

Whenever his junk was pulled back, he started to moan.  I decided to play the edge game backwards. With him facing the window and me behind him, he was edged within an inch of his life. Being so horny, Bill could not take much edging and had to say his code word to have me prolong the agony.

We did this for a good half hour. Finally, Bill couldn’t hold on anymore and like a whale, blew his load from his spout!

This was a fun session for the both of us! After his shower, Bill came downstairs on shaky knees. He felt refreshed and was ready to hit the mall for some Christmas shopping. I hope he buys Mistress J a present!

Intrigued? Contact me.

If you are curious about the anal hook & my style of Feminine Domination, I invite you to contact me for a session in my San Jose studio.

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 bending are welcomed and encouraged here.

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

 

 

Animal Crackers. Pony & Puppy Play with Mistress J!

dscf2566Happy Halloween! And in the spirit of the day, I will talk about a niche fetish, Pony Play…

You might be asking yourself why would someone want to be an animal? Animal roleplay of sorts has been around for centuries. A tribal member would sometimes take the form physically and often spiritually of an animal that was either revered or hunted.

Humans and animals have also had a close connection since time began. The horse, dog and cat being treasured friends. Both the human and the animal sharing a co-dependent relationship that is far from dysfunctional.

Recently, I had the honor of photographing some sexy animals and their handlers. It was loads of fun, and I even go to play a little.

Ride, Sally, ride!

Ride, Sally, ride!

One gentleman enjoys being a pony. Being a take charge kinda guy, he loves the feeling of submission to strong sexy women. Being a very fit Ironman athlete, he loves to have women ride his back and take him for a walk. While he prefers the feel of a naked woman straddled across his shoulders,

Mistress J did not do a nude photo shoot, so you will need to use your imagination on that one pervs.

I have had this particular pony over to the studio and have indeed straddled his strong, lithe back between my bare thighs. I felt his rolling tendons and had to clamp my thighs tight around him to stay astride. We walked all around the upper floor of my home. He was a good pony handling my weight well. I only had to use the crop on him twice. He was rewarded with carrots and petting afterwards.

Other folks like to be dogs. Dogs love the attention and affection lavished on them by their humans. 

Humans love the seemingly unconditional love they get from their pets, and pets thrive when loved and cherished by their owners.

“Happiness is a warm puppy.” ― Charles M. Schulz

“Happiness is a warm puppy.”
― Charles M. Schulz

Since many people have an altar ego, it makes sense that that altar ego does not need to be human. Who hasn’t admired the majesty of an animal running in the field or flying in the sky. Their grace and beauty is astounding. Their intelligence apparent, and when one connects with an animal it really is magic.

In some cases, pet play is seen as a loving, quiet cuddling time where there is no need for verbalization and the simple act of stroking, rubbing and holding the other partner is satisfying or reassuring in and of itself for those involved.

dog-walkingFor still others, there is the experience of power play setup in a context or structure which they can accept. Clearly, again, it depends on the people involved and what they bring to it or take from it.

 

All in all, Mistress J is very fond of animals.

 

Intrigued? Contact me.

If you are curious about my style of Feminine Domination, or animal play, I invite you to contact me for a session in my San Jose studio.

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 bending are welcomed and encouraged here.

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

 

Makin’ You My Bitch, or, Owning Your Ass.

A session might go like this…

I answer the door to your knock, smiling in anticipation of tonight’s events. You enter shyly, also smiling and your eyes light up in pleasure at the sight of me.

cockI invite you into the living room, admiring the way your jeans hang on your hips. Your clothes always have a casual elegance, and your energy tonight is playful and boyish. “Your ass is mine tonight,” I say to myself as you remove your coat and hang it up.

I let you sit down and relax just a bit. Over tea, we discuss pleasantries. I think you are confused as to why I am treating you almost as an equal. I look into your eyes, and see your guard going down just a bit, and that is my trigger.

I take you up to my playroom. I close the door behind us and you look at me with some surprise, the door is never closed during play.

“Strip quickly.” I command. You have no choice but to obey.

I point to the floor and you kneel down, hands behind your back. I slowly circle you, admiring your body. Touching you where I want, teasing your chest hair, tweaking a nipple. I lean over you and put my black leather collar around your neck. Once it’s on, I pause, holding you close to me and we breathe deeply together for a moment. I inhale your heady male scent and slide my tongue up to your ear.

“I’m making you my little bitch tonight.” I whisper. I feel you tremble in anticipation. You have longed for this, begged for it, hungered to be made mine. It is finally going to happen.

I have you stand up and I place your ankles in my cuffs and spread your legs wide with my spreader bar. Confined and open, I bend you over my green couch and you rest on your elbows, ass in the air.

I slap that sweet little ass and the smacking sound excites me. I slip a well lubed and gloved finger inside your ass and feel that tight warmth. Slowly and firmly I move my finger in and out, loosening you up. I can feel you relax a bit, you start to slowly grind my fingers. I stick in another and you are amazed that two fingers easily fit into your asshole.

When I tire of that play, I pull out, inject more lube up your ass with a lube shooter then continue to open you up with the Hitachi Magic Wand with P-Spot adaptor. You gasp as the fullness enters you. Your cock springs to attention as I slowly begin to pump your ass with it. I turn it on low and you moan with pleasure, dripping pre-cum onto the towel I placed under you so my furniture will not get soiled.

You are now writhing with pleasure and dripping like crazy, I turn the vibrator on high and I think you will jump out of your skin. Such intense sensations! When I am not using both hands to pump you with the wand I slap your ass. “Yes,” you whisper with each slap of my hand.

“Are you ready slut?” I ask you when I turn off the vibe. “Yes Mistress,” you mumble.

“What are you ready for? I ask you.

“I am ready for you to make me your bitch.”

I have you help me put on my cock. I pull you back onto your knees and I have you suck it like the silly slut you are. Soon, you are deep throating it, looking up into my eyes with adoration as saliva slides out of the side of your mouth.

Seeing you like this pleases me. My pussy is wet and I am turned on. I reach out and slap your cheek. It takes you by surprise, but you smile.

“Back on your knees bitch.” I order and again you are sprawled out on the green couch.

I stand up and slide my long, thin dong inside you. We both moan with delight and I begin to fuck your ass the way I want my pussy fucked. Long, slow and hard, teasing you with the tip, never quite going all the way down, teasing you until suddenly you feel the full length of me deep inside you.

Now I begin to pump you harder. “I want to hear it,” I say as I grab your hips and ram your tight ass.

“I am your bitch Mistress.” Your voice is muffled as your face is in the seat of the couch.

I grab your shoulder with one hand, and the collar by the other and yank you up.

“Do you like being treated like a slut?” I ask you as I bite your ear.

“I do Mistress, I am a dirty slut. I am your slut,” You say, and I respond with a firm slap on your ass with my hand.

You are overcome. Drool spills out of your mouth, your cock drips pre-cum you moan and breathe deep and hard. Do you like the feeling of the dong up your ass, or do you like the situation of being fucked hard by a powerful woman, the role reversal? You are unsure what to think, but you do know you like being used for my pleasure. And I am very well pleased.

You are now mine. My bitch, my slut, my plaything. I plan on using you often.

Somewhere Over ( or under or around) the Rainbow! More Sluttiness at Mistress J’s

Judy Garland once sang:

“Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Once in a lullaby…”

Many pervs dream of rainbows and butterflies, and here at Mistress J Studios in San Jose, California, I work hard at making those dreams come true. This Mistress likes pretty things, and nothing is prettier than a rainbow.

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Crossing the rainbow bridge took on a new meaning!

When I came across this beautiful rainbow cock I couldn’t resist buying it. Created this year in honor of the Pride celebrations that take place across the country, I figured this would add a festive touch to my dong collection. I quickly learned the segmented colors are not only pleasing to look at, but serve a very interesting purpose.

Proudly standing at 8 inches of colorful fun, this cock is sure to please. One of the things I like about it is that it reminds me of a roll of LifeSavers® candy. Debuting in 1935, these hard to melt goodies have been making mouths water for 81 years. That’s a Hole Lot of Fun!

Speaking of mouth watering, I know MY mouth waters when I see a client eagerly sucking this rainbow bridge, hoping to please his mistress.

 

How low can you go?

How low can you go?

Another fun aspect of the cock is using the colors as a measuring tool for deep throating. So far nobody has gotten past mid-orange.

The top of the yellow is four inches deep, the top of the green is two. Really folks, what’s a couple of inches between friends? I’d really like to see a slut take it deep into the yellow/top of the green for me. If someone can do that, they will get a very special prize.

 

Don’t worry, there are even more fun fruit flavors here at the studio! 

The Candy Man once sang:

“Who can take a rainbow 
Wrap it in a sigh?”

"Double your pleasure, double your fun"

“Double your pleasure, double your fun”

I don’t think you will be sighing if I wrap your cock in my colorful Gates of Hell! Another special Pride edition toy, this one lives up to its name.

I like to think of the Gates of Hell as ‘a colorful ring, for your ding-a-ling‘! Ha ha, I crack myself up…

The website Kinkly describes the Gates of Hell: “The Gates of Hell is a male chastity device that gets its name from constraining the male penis when it is erect. The rings limit how big the penis can grow. It is called the Gates of Hell because it constrains the male erection in a state of pleasure.

Consisting of 3-7 rings. The first two rings constrict the penis and the testicles while the rest of the rings secure the penis in place. All of these rings are attached to a leather strap. By restricting the penis into a confined space, it causes the male penis to become extremely engorged, but difficult for him to ejaculate.”

I find it interesting that the colors for the balls are blue!  ha ha.

As you can see, visiting Mistress J is like getting a taste of the tropics!

Intrigued? Contact me.

If you are curious about my style of Feminine Domination, I invite you to contact me for a session in my San Jose studio.

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 bending are welcomed and encouraged here.

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

 

All Wrapped Up and No Place to Go.

all wrapped upFor some, the ultimate way to surrender is tight bondage. The feeling of complete immobility due to a tight wrapping of plastic wrap, rope or chains gives a feeling of helplessness that can be quite appealing to a busy individual. With all control and decision taken away, there is no other choice but to submit.

Those tight restraints, whatever they may be, can feel like a pair of warm arms wrapping the receiver in a comforting embrace. Those who enjoy bondage, like that feeling. For them, it is safe and secure.

Most of my clients are men. I live and work in Silicon Valley, which has a high stress work environment for most. I am proud to say my personal work environment is not stressful (for me anyway) and the only office politics I have to deal with involve my cats. The tech environment is practically nonstop, very competitive with lots of male posturing going on. With all this pressure, there needs to be release.

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This client wanted his head and tummy free.

Bondage alters the balance of power. A stronger partner can be rendered helpless, which in itself is  an unusual experience for most men, being rendered helpless by a woman.   A naturally active individual is made passive, forced to be still. Not being able to move is an unusual experience for most of us. Those that like it, CRAVE it. It concentrates the mind in a unique way. The experience can also be very meditative, after all, what else can you do when you are tightly wrapped and lying down?

Mistress J is rather fond of using plastic wrap, duct tape and bondage tape. After a discussion with my client I become aware of what areas he might not want wrapped. I always oblige, I want him as comfortable as possible.

Some folks are claustrophobic and don’t want a hood. Others may have tummy issues and need  a bare midriff. Some might want their hands and feet free, while other wish them tightly bound. Sexy parts can be left open, the face. nipples, genitals, knee caps, etc. Those areas, if negotiated and agreed upon, can be used for my pleasure and his or her torment.

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Sarge is admiring the German flag made out of duct tape.

One of my favorite bondage buddies loves being wrapped in plastic wrap, then likes the added hold of duct tape. This type of session allows me to do artistic tape work. The man in question is German, so I used this opportunity to demonstrate my flag making skills with duct on his back. My cat Sarge inspected my work and gave his meow of approval.

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One small step for man…

It is very important that the Domme never leave a wrapped up person alone. I called my other German friend Helga to help me watch my bound Deutsche friend. She was thrilled to help and wore her favorite dirndl in honor of the occasion. It isn’t very often she gets to use a German man as a footrest! Sarge quickly discovered a new resting place, and hunkered down for a nap.

Since I get a lot of requests for this type of session, I wanted to see what all the fuss was about and had a friend wrap me. I am claustrophobic, and could not wear a hood without hyperventilating so we settled on a face mask.

I did enjoy the wrapping and resting. I relaxed until I had to use the facilities, then was quickly cut out and released. Note: One should have an empty bladder before being wrapped.

Miss J wants to see what all the bondage fuss is about.

Miss J wants to see what all the bondage fuss is about,

An advantage to tape bondage is the quick cutting with safety shears. My client emerges much like a butterfly out of the cocoon. 

Intrigued? Contact me.

If you are curious about my style of Feminine Domination and being wrapped in tape, I invite you to contact me for a session in my San Jose studio.

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 bending are welcomed and encouraged here.

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

 

 

Such Exquisite Torture! A session with a masochist…

Allen* came over one sunny afternoon. He is a long time client here at Mistress J’s. Lately he has been craving some serious humiliation, degradation and even a little pain. What’s funny about Allen is he started off here as a sensual massage client. Now he is a hard-core pervy pain slut and I am constantly thinking of fun new ways in which to torture his ass. (among other things)

Allen was ordered to strip and wait for me in the dungeon. I was excited to use my three new ceiling hooks that Ryan hung when he lost that bet. I also had a few other surprises in store for him.

I chained these balls to the wall.

I chained these balls to the wall.

I know he is as fond of receiving CBT as I am of giving it. I have a few fun penis devices, but the problem is, Allen’s balls are rather large. It makes it difficult for me to wrap such devices around them so modifications are usually made. I knew he’d enjoy my spiky cock parachute, but also knew he wouldn’t be able to wear it the traditional way, wrapped around his balls and hanging downward. Instead, I wrapped it around his large cock and he had the thrill of experiencing a hundred little cat claws digging into his manhood!

I added a weight to the parachute so he could feel a nice swing when he moved. I took a chain and secured it to the wall. Poor Allen had to endure the entire session standing up, but that was by design, I wanted access to all the good parts.

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Tryin’a break the chains but the chains only break me**

I went about blindfolding and restraining him to the ceiling with cuffs and chains. Mistress J is really digging the new hooks. I took out my trusty anal hook, wrapped a rubber around it and lubed it up. I slowly inserted it into Allen’s butt. His growing excitement was evident despite wearing a tight, prickly parachute on his ding-dong.

Feeling owned and controlled, Allen hung his head and leaned on the long dangling chains for support. He had no choice but to submit. I took out my electric gloves and ran them all over his body, administering sweet shocks in the most private of places. At times, I spanked his firm little arse with my favorite paddle. He let out grateful yelps.

Poor Allen. This man comes here on his lunch hour to be treated like a dirty rag. How dare Mistress J do this to him?!?

Well, I aim to please.

This man had a bit more “treatment” to endure. I took my little footstool and sat down. I lubed up my new anal speculum and switched the hook for the speculum because someone needed to be DRstretched for something bigger.

The metal was a little cold, and Allen let out a shiver as it slid into his behind. I took my time and slid it in and out several times before opening it up. Allen sighed with pleasure as the speculum gently pried open his anus. I secured the latch and let him enjoy the feeling of the pressure the instrument gave to his inner butt hole. I enjoyed this part of the session. Not many men get to feel the enjoyment of a speculum, at least not as often as women. I felt like a doctor indeed and wished I had a white lab coat.

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Ride, Sally ride…

Feeling he was ready for the last part of my evil plans, I took out my harness and gave Allen what he came for; hard, forceful pegging! I took a photo of me riding his ass, which I did for 20 minutes. Do you feel sorry for him? I don’t. This man was getting what he deserved, and more!

So, Allen endured what I gave him, and when it was over, quickly devoured a bottle of water. He took a shower and came downstairs on shaky legs.

“That was a quick hour Mistress, thank you.” he said as he took leave of me.

I know he will be back soon.

Intrigued? Contact me.

If you are curious about my style of Feminine Domination, I invite you to contact me for a session in my San Jose studio.

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 bending are welcomed and encouraged here.

My email is mistressjstudios@gmail.com.  I am in San Jose, California.  I look forward to hearing from you. 408-896-5836.

*Name changed to protect the innocent.   **From Nick Jonas “Chains”.

 

 

Spring Time is Swing Time! A New Item at Mistress J’s.

Ryan lost a bet.

We were racing our turtles, and his lost, so he had to be my kinky handyman in the playroom. I had a fabulous new toy, so I gladly put him to work.

Stud finder. Enough said.

Ryan had to hang my new sex swing. I like my handymen to wear a specific uniform (nekkid), which he enthusiastically changed in to. He grabbed his tools and set about finding a strong ceiling beam to attach it to.

Ryan gave a new meaning to the term stud finder, pun intended. He found a support beam and picked a place on the ceiling. Up it went. Next, we had to test it out.

Who better to test out the swing than the man who put it up?  I put his naked ass into the swing and blindfolded him. I spun him around and we laughed as his feet hit my closet, Ryan is pretty tall. He hopped out and I put him on his tummy facing downward.

In this position, I simulated pegging him. We noticed his head was really close to the wall. I swung him back and forth, and if I did it vigorously, he would bang his head on the wall! This was not good. swing

I told Ryan he had to fix this problem and find a new place to hang the swing. I was irritated about this, and decided on a suitable punishment for putting an unwanted hole in the ceiling.

New spot found and tested. Now, on to the punishment!

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I’ll turn you into a humble man…

I cuffed Ryan to the cross and had him bend over. I grabbed his cock and balls and pulled them backwards, a little rope isolated his balls. Next, I grabbed a few dowels and rubber bands and made a homemade humbler.

He needed to be humbled for his error. Ryan is a good handyman, but in the past has made a few mistakes in my playroom. He needed to think long and hard about these blunders. Bad Ryan!

Great balls of fire!

Goodness gracious, great balls of fire!

I flogged Ryan’s back and used my cat claws on delicate areas. The problem with this punishment was, well, he enjoyed it. How was he ever going to learn?

“Get down on all fours.” I ordered, He complied.

I rather like predicaments, so I put him in one. And it was a dandy. Anal hook inserted and fastened to the wall, hands cuffed behind back, head resting on the floor. Next, a little foot torture. I hoped he was learning the error of his ways.

I quickly got the impression he liked where my feet were. Let’s just say Ryan was rising to the occasion! This was a very stubborn man who was not feeling remorse for anything.

badI got out my cane and swatted his bottom. “Repent!” I yelled.

Ten, eleven, twelve hard strokes. Finally a whimper escaped his mouth. Three more firm wacks to make sure. Satisfied he was going to be more careful next time he worked for me, I released him.

“Forgive me Mistress, for I have sinned.” Ryan said.

I decided to forgive him and we made an appointment for following week to hang my new blinds.

If you are curious about my swing, flogging, caning and my style of Feminine Domination, I invite you to contact me for a session in my San Jose studio.

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 bending are welcomed and encouraged here.

 My email is mistressjstudios@gmail.com.  I am in San Jose, California.  I look forward to hearing from you. 408-896-5836.

 

 

 

Smothering.

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You lay on your back as I ordered, in anticipation of what is to come. Your cock is standing at attention and dripping pre-cum. It rolls down to your balls and drips on my floor. You are making a mess and will pay dearly for that.

Your hands wait patiently at your side. I crouch down over your face, giving you a lovely view of my womanhood and ass. I hover there, my strong legs able to stay in that position as long as I need to. You can smell me. You ache to taste me. But not yet.

I turn my body so I am facing your cock. I want to watch you play with yourself as I smother you. The nipple clamps go on and your body tenses for a moment with pain and pleasure.

I straddle your face again and ease myself onto your eager open mouth. You are engulfed by my womanly scent and juices. You can’t breathe, and I order you to please me with your tongue. You oblige and your past training has conditioned you to hold your breath for long periods of time.

Eagerly you lap up my juices and lick my wet pussy. I order you to fuck me with your tongue and I ride it like a pony. Your hands ache to do something, but I am not ready for that. I pull those clamps because it amuses me. I see your body start to twitch. I know you need a breath, but I delight in your discomfort. You are wiggling. I ease my hindquarters up a bit and you get a quick, delicious breath. Then I settle back down.

After a while you are allowed to touch yourself. You are a little dirty slut and you fondle your hard, dripping cock with pleasure. I order you to lick my ass. You oblige and I reward you with another pull on those clamps. You’re able to last a little longer this time, delighting in my scent and being consumed by my feminine power. You are very good at what you do, and I roll across your face.

This goes on and on. I ease up only when I feel you should breathe, I pull the clamps, I scratch your chest and you rub your cock. You are thrusting from pleasure, from needing air and because you are close to exploding. But not yet.
I make you lick my pussy and ass until I cum all over your face. NOW you are allowed to cum, but you must do it as I pull those clamps. I am still smothering you, only allowing your breath when absolutely necessary.

I see you nearing climax. I pull harder and you shoot that hot, white cum onto your chest. I slide off your face and order you to wipe it up with your hand. You do so, and I have you suck your dirty fingers with that mouth that pleasured me so.

Such a good boy.

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 bending are welcomed and encouraged here.

 My email is mistressjstudios@gmail.com.  I am in San Jose, California.  I look forward to hearing from you. 408-896-5836.

Teaching Danielle a Lesson For Being a Slut.

Danielle was feeling slutty. Mistress knew it the moment she walked in. Her sluttiness hung on her like cheap perfume, cloying and sweet. She gave off that air of sluttiness that some mistake as confidence.  Mistress knows better. Danielle needed to be taught a lesson, and quickly.

Danielle was here to serve Mistress J. But she had a little attitude, and Mistress does not like a cocky gurl. Mistress J turned Danielle over her knee and pulled down her panties, giving her bottom ten hard smacks.

She then made Danielle stand in the corner and think about what she had done.

Mistress J had received reports that Danielle had been behaving badly at work. She had been teasing the men with her boobs and wearing very tight skirts, hoping to taunt them into touching her privates. Danielle was also known to brag about her cock-sucking skills, but in reality had never, ever sucked one.

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Danielle’s goods be locked up good and tight!

Mistress didn’t like that type of behavior.

“You little whore,” Mistress said sternly. “You want the boys to touch your clit, well, I’ll lock it up so nobody gets to play with it, including you!”

Mistress placed the steel cage around Danielle’s cock and balls. Danielle let out a little whimper as Mistress J closed the lock and tossed the key to the side.

“Dirty girl, you are always trying to suck cock,” said Mistress J. Do you even know how?”

Danielle shook her head no. “I don’t know how, but really want to try it,” Danielle said quietly.

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A glorious Glory Hole!

Mistress pointed to a wall of cocks and told Danielle she was going to have to suck off each one.

“See all those hard cocks?” Mistress J asked Danielle, who had already dropped to her knees in anticipation. “You suck them until I tell you to stop.  You need to practice sucking dick before I give you permission to go back to work and pleasure your coworkers.”

Danielle nodded eagerly. Her mouth was already beginning to water. She crawled over to the wall and hungrily began to suck on the smallest one, which was the blue cock.

She moaned with delight as her lips circled the member. This was even better than she imagined it would feel! It was so firm and round. The head felt so lovely to cup her lips around. Danielle bobbed her head up and down, slurping noisily and sliding down a little deeper each time. She hoped she looked like a porn star in action.

“Move to the black one.” Mistress J instructed. “Pretend it’s an ear of corn. Work it baby!”

Danielle moved her head along the BBC in a motion similar to playing the flute. Her lips glided along the outer rim, up and down the shaft. Her nose touched the balls and she slowly licked them. She slid back up to the top and circled the head with her tongue.

Danielle loved sucking these cocks. She felt very slutty and naughty. She loved the attention from Mistress J, she was working hard to please her.

Danielle next pleasured the purple and brown cock, following Mistress J’s orders. When she got to the IMG_20160216_162856606large white cock Mistress J gave her special instructions.

“The white one likes teeth. You need to learn to use your teeth properly without biting the damn thing off!”

Danielle nibbled and bit the cock noting Mistress J’s approval.

“Now deep throat it.” Mistress J ordered.

Danielle’s throat and mouth were warmed up now and the thing slid down her throat easily. However, the cock was long and when it hit the base of her throat she gagged a little.

“Keep going bitch.” said her Mistress.

Danielle obliged. She sucked and gagged, tears slid down her eyes and snot started coming out of her nose. She kept going, Mistress didn’t say to stop.

Her lips were getting tired and it was hard to breathe with the snot in her nose. She was afraid the gagging would make her puke, and she didn’t want that to happen. She was hoping Mistress would let her stop pleasing this big dick, but Mistress wasn’t saying anything. She was just watching and nodding.

IMG_20160216_163134953Danielle knew better than to stop. She was Mistress’ plaything and had to do as she was told. She sucked and gagged some more.

Finally, Mistress J told her to stop and to finish off the BBC with a titty fuck. Danielle did as she was told, taking it a step further to please Mistress J. She titty fucked both the blue and black cock and sucked the purple.

Mistress was very pleased indeed! When she was finished she got down on all fours and Mistress stuck a butt plug in Danielle’s boy pussy.

“You passed my test girl.” said Mistress J. “You may go and please the boys at work. But that cage stays on. When I decide you are ready, it will come off, and we will see what happens then!”

Mistress patted Danielle’s head and told her to stand up. She swatted Danielle’s behind as she was leaving.

“Go make mama proud!” Mistress J called out as Danielle left the house.

The End.

If you are curious about cock sucking and Feminine Domination, I invite you to contact me for a session in my San Jose studio.

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 bending are welcomed and encouraged here.

 My email is mistressjstudios@gmail.com.  I am in San Jose, California.  I look forward to hearing from you. 408-896-5836.

 

 

Lock Him Up and Throw Away the Key! The fine art of male chastity.

“I know why the caged bird sings.”*  It’s because he is in chastity!

Some of ya’ll might be scratching your head and wondering what is this thing called male chastity?

To cage or not to cage, that is the question!

To cage or not to cage, that is the question!

Perhaps you are conjuring up images of medieval wives kept under lock until the arrival of key-wielding husbands. The men were in battle, the wives at home, and something had to protect their property from an invading penis, but male chastity? Come on! What’s up with that?

Women get the bad rap of being the emotional creatures. That really isn’t true. After all, men often can’t control their own sexual desires. Their need for sex with a particular person or a sexual act is often the driving force behind all that they do. They will go to great lengths to get it, often practicing in amazing deception, denial and even expense.

So who’s the emotional creature now?

I for one fully believe in female-led relationships. My clients want to experience some sort of toyssubmission, and a loss of control, the degrees vary by individual. What better way to rule a man, then to control the very thing he thinks with (his penis). And many men agree!

In short, chastity devices serve as a way of controlling the wearer’s sexual behavior, physically blocking the possibility of intercourse and masturbation. It’s primary function is orgasm denial. 

Orgasm denial is a multi-faceted erotic fantasy, but at its heart is a desire by a submissive man to give control of his sexual release to a dominant woman. Unlike many fantasies, it can be an all-consuming obsession, condemning the cage-wearer to constant frustration and anticipation. 

Being locked in chastity doesn’t mean the denial of sexual pleasure, just an abstention from release. In fact many men revel in the new found gratification they glean from the tease and denial games they engage in with their “key holders”.

The caged male likes the feeling of ownership, especially ownership of their sex. I personally enjoy seeing the frustration and pent up desire in my guy’s face. His eagerness to please and be a good boy. The possible promise of release and release.

How thrilling it is to be locked up and set free when his Dominant wants him for her pleasure. Such sweet objectification! He is reduced to a plaything, and at her command and timetable.

This is how one is released when the key is lost.

This is how one is released when the key is lost.

I once had a sub who lived quite some distance from me. He locked himself up and mailed me the all the keys to his lock. He did not wrap them in tissue and they were flopping loose in a letter size envelope. The envelope ripped, and the keys were lost in a mailbox forever. Good thing he had a small saw to cut himself out when I wanted him free!

Chastity is such a complex subject. I could go on and on. But I’ll end this now and write more later.

Intrigued? Contact me.

If you are curious about chastity and Feminine Domination, I invite you to contact me for a session in my San Jose studio.

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 bending are welcomed and encouraged here.

 My email is mistressjstudios@gmail.com.  I am in San Jose, California.  I look forward to hearing from you. 408-896-5836.

*This is a reference to the book I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou.