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09Apr 2019

Hey !!! Hope everyone is doing ok.

Thought I would share a session with you that Mistress Saskia and I had today. One that we loved immensely!!!

I can’t stress enough how there is a fetish for everything!!!

There isn’t much that shocks me anymore although that is not to say they don’t excite me!! I love and live this life.

So today’s slave loves the material of a tabard, the kind a cleaner/ house maid would have worn years ago.

He booked his fate for today.

This one knows we do NOT like back chat!!  But it just seems he can’t stop himself from talking back so he comes to be taught a lesson to help him in vanilla world. And he comes to the wicked duo of Saskia and me for this lesson.

We put on our tabards knowing this is his weakness. He entered on time for his hour of treatment.

He’s told to strip and drop to his knees in such a harsh unfeeling way. We laughed as he took off his clothes, laughed at the vulnerability we knew he was feeling. Naked in front two beautiful, wicked women. We stared at him, smiling. We could feel the fear coming from him and this amuses and excites us.

Saskia walked over to him and asked him if he’s been a good boy since his last lesson.

“No.” he replied and went on to tell us how he had been dismissed from work for answering back to his boss. As I’m stood behind him pulling his head back with his hair I see Saskia pull back her arm and before the mouthy little bastard knew it she’d slapped him straight across his face!! The crack made my heart skip a beat!!! Ohhhh myyyy that noise makes me feel crazy for more!!! His head flipped to the side and the whimper fell from his pathetic mouth.

Again SLAP. Then again!!! All while I had his head held back by his hair!! I laughed and laughed then the room filled with the noise of both our laughter!!! THE best noise ever!!! I then reached for a clear plastic bag, placed it over his head and pulled it tight around his face. His breathing was in such a panic the bag didn’t take long to tighten and lose oxygen. All while he struggled, Saskia continued to slap his face!!!

I ripped off the bag!! I asked him if he’s learning his lesson yet. He replied yet again with that uncontrollable mouth of his, “What do you mean by that?” With attitude in his tone.

I know I should have felt angry with his response but all I could feel was pleasure that his punishment was to be turned up a notch.

Saskia went behind him, put her arm around his neck and pulled tight to hold him in place while I went to the kitchen Cupboard. Inside I looked for something vile and there it was; a bottle of brown vinegar!  I reached for it, showed Saskia what I’d chosen and her face lit up and her laugh started mine off as always.

She held him tight. He knew what was coming so he was starting to struggle. She pulled back his head by his hair I grabbed his mouth to open it and started to shake in the vile strong bitter vinegar!!!!!!

I held his mouth shut so he had no choice but to swallow the vile liquid I was using to wash out his mouth.

He swallowed, his face said it all. I repeated this 3 more times.

I then asked him, “Have you learned your lesson yet?

He replied, “Yes Mistress, please no more!!”

The request fell on deaf ears. I pulled him close to hug him and tell him it’s ok, that we will look after him and when he thought it was over I pulled back his head and spit in his face!! Mine and Saskia’s laughter once again filled the room. We then continued to slap him not just to teach him his lesson but for our own pleasure and amusement.

 

He was our toy for the next 20 minutes or so.

We were like cats with a mouse!

After we grew bored we threw his clothes at him and told him to get the fuck out. We spent the next few hours on a high laughing at what we did. This is what we get off on this what we thrive to do.

You can watch a clip of what we did to this fool on our only fans site:

https://onlyfans.com/mistressjay

You can contact me on 07879 087397 to book an appointment to be abused!!

Or email mistress.jay@gmx.co.uk

I play 10am until 10pm and do overnight stays in a beautiful apartment in the Huddersfield area.

See you all soon.

Your Yorkshire Mistress Jay

18Jul 2018

This started off as an early start for playing for me… up at 7am. I jumped in the shower while my butler made my tea. Next hair n makeup, perfume, stockings, basque n high heeled patient shoes.

Now just about ready for my first Slave.

 I like this slave, he’s been coming to see me for a few years now:  a well presented man all suited n booted.

The tall dark handsome type.

I like that he comes across all confident knowing as soon as I strip him naked  he becomes a weak submissive slave that craves to please his Mistress.

But this is me going off key as to what this blog is about !!

This blog is to warn slaves that the thing you need to understand about me is as soon as you enter my zone, what I say goes!!

And this blog is going to give you an example of that .

So with it being an early start I messaged one of my slaves to tell him to deliver my breakfast for 10.30. By this time I will have run up an appetite after playing with my first slave for a few hours.

At 10.30 my second slave arrives. Now this one is a filthy horny mother fucker of a bitch. A cock craven slut. Out with the strap on and chloroform, I’m going to enjoy this!!

Then another knock on the door: Ah my breakfast!!

I walk to the door and open it. I see a stupid man stood there, a stupid man that couldn’t have come at a better time.

‘Come in,’ I tell him, he follows me. ‘Put the food down there on the side and take your fucking clothes off!!!’

‘Mistress??’ He stutters.

‘Do as you’re told and follow me.’ I tell him. Of course he takes his orders seriously, I wouldn’t have a slave any other way.

He follows me into the play room where my slutty slave is sat with a stonking  hard on and waiting for his session to begin. He saw that I’d dragged in another slave, his face was like a kid in candy shop and the dirty bitch knew what was coming!!!! A real cock instead of the strap on!!!! What a fucking treat!!!!

The delivery slave however didn’t look so enthusiastic and this made me laugh.

I put a condom on the dirty bitch’s excited cock n make delivery boy crawl over to suck it, pushing his head down he chokes on slutty’s cock. While slutty is having his cock sucked I chloroform him from behind. This heightens his horny mood and he starts to moan loudly. I pull delivery boy off by his hair and demand he goes on all fours. That’s when I order the horny one to fuck delivery boy!!!!

And fuck him he did!!! I was laughing at how violently slutty was fucking him!! Like it was his last meal!! Of course delivery boy was silent; I think looking back it was the shock ha-ha.

I let slutty have his way for a while. When I’d had enough of this wicked sight I dragged slutty off.

I told delivery boy he could have his own back by fucking slutty. Now it would have taken a miracle to get delivery boys cock hard with the trauma he’d just endured so I pass him a big black dildo to fuck slutty’s arse with. He lubes up the bitches back end and follows his orders once again and starts fucking the slut with the dildo. I sit back and watch this with delight!!!

I start to grow tired of all this and decide I want to thrash slutty with a leather belt.

For this part of my fun I no longer need the delivery boy so I throw him out of the room tell him to get dressed n piss off out of my apartment.

I lock the door behind him and walk back into my play room where my slut awaits his punishment for being such a filthy whore.

After I have finished with this bitch it’s time for a cup of tea and sandwich. Thinking back at my morning satisfied with the madness it all added up to. I smile and take a call gladly booking in another slave.

Is delivery boy ok??? Of course he is!!! I’ve had this slave 18 years now. He knows his life is never as simple as dropping off breakfast for me and leaving! His life belongs to me. And he fucking loves it!!!

So who’s bringing Lunch ????

 

I play all week 10am till 10pm and most weekends.

Yorkshire Mistress Jay

07879 087397

Or email mistress.jay@gmx.co.uk

10Jan 2018

Hey slaves, just a thought really…

Obviously you bunch of perverts have all kinds of fetishes running through your minds but today I was wondering what’s the cross over between “our” world of sexual thoughts and the vanilla world??? I mean when you see a woman that catches your eye do you think I’d love for her to choke me or piss on me or whatever fetish it is you’re into or do you ever think “I’d love to fuck her !!!” ???

This came into my head last night as (yes a little crazy and vanilla but…) I was watching Emmerdale. There’s the most handsome guy in it. Young, rich, successful but very fucking twisted and I thought to myself, “mmm what I would do to him??” But it wasn’t kiss him, touch him or fuck his brains out, it was I’d tie him down and do unimaginable things to him!

I would find him in a bar, sit by him, let him notice me, catch his eye contact, smirk and give him that look to let him know he can approach me.

When he does we will have wine together, not too many I want him fully aware of what’s happening to him later when I’m playing.

I wouldn’t beat around the bush I’d tell him “let’s finish our drinks n head back to mine.”

Of course he’d think I wanted to fuck him so he would agree to this, as any man would. I’d be smiling with excitement while walking out to the taxi.

Back at my flat I’ll pour more drink. I’ll lead him to the bedroom; idle chit-chat isn’t on my agenda! I’ll put down my drink, start to undress him, push him down onto my bed and slip off my dress revealing my stockings n sheer black underwear. I’ll straddle over him – he’s hard now he’s thinking sex is coming his way.. I’ll raise his hands above his head n grab the rope already attached to the iron bars of my headboard and tie him.  I’ll move down n tie his feet. At this point he’ll look confused but won’t struggle, he’ll secretly like it. It’s taking away the power he always holds in his world of business keeping things together all the time. He feels relaxed and released from his stresses. I’ll stand up, look at his handsome face, run my finger down his toned body and still my kink is not to fuck him but keep him and tease him.

Now I’m not going to write any more of that fantasy down for you, partly because I’m a bitch but mostly because I’m a tease.

If you want to know the rest of that story meet in that bar I’ll be happy to show you…

Your Yorkshire Mistress Jay

07879 087397

Or email mistress.jay@gmx.co.uk

14Sep 2017

After a day of sessions in my beautiful luxury apartment I take off my basque and long satin gloves, put on my black silk dressing gown over my black bra, satin panties and stockings, get the red wine out of the cupboard and pour the silky red drink into a tall slender glass.  I’m ready for this I smile to myself, remembering another awesome day in my life. The giggles I had at men’s expenses, fucking the cute one with dark hair with my strap on but not before making him suck it.

I sip my wine revelling in the power I hold over the opposite sex. I walk to the bathroom to run myself a hot bath. Then I hear a faint knock on the door. “Who is that?? I wanted a nice evening to myself with my wine and a bite to eat. I’ll get rid of them.”

I open the door to a student like man. He looks at me nervously I stare back wondering what this guy wants.

“Well???”  I say getting a little impatient.

“Hi” he stuttered, “I’m from the Samaritans. I’m going door to door giving advice on the help we can offer.”

This guy looks petrified I see him trying his best not to look at my stocking tops peeping below my dressing gown. He looks like a lost boy. I take a sip of my wine and think “One more tonight won’t hurt. Why not!”

“Come in,” I demand. “Please come in.”

He walks past me and waits for me to close the door. He looks at the floor when he sees me lock it.

He then follows me into the room; I can sense this man’s fear as clear as I can see him in front of me. I just wanna play with him, I won’t hurt him just a little giggle before bed I think to myself.

I ask him if he would like to join me with a glass of wine. He looks at me. “It’s not a trick question.” I tell him. He gratefully says yes.

“You’re my last call so yes I would like that.”

“Good” I replied.

I sit in my couch and tell him to pass me my cigarettes and lighter. He looks round, picks them up and walks towards to me.

I put a cigarette in my mouth waiting for him to light it. He notices what he needs to do and lights my cigarette.

“Smoking is bad for you” he quietly says.

I pull back on the cigarette deeply and blow it his way.

“Sit down next to me…” I tell him. “So if you’re a Samaritan and I’m being bad by smoking why don’t you help me stop?”

“Yes!! Yes I can do that…”

He starts to wine on about all the ways I can stop, I put my finger to his mouth and shake my head. “ssshhhh, not like that,” I say, “you can help me stop by smoking them for me!!”

I place one in his mouth and light it. I pull back on mine and nod at him to do the same. He coughs; I laugh and put his wine to his mouth I tell him the wine will help.

“Do you drink and smoke?” I ask him. “No he says, never!”

I laugh to myself thinking “you do now!”

He finishes his wine.

I pour him another…

I make him smoke again with me pulling in my cigarette I blow it in his face slowly. He’s smoking his like a naughty school boy.

“See you’re helping me stop I tell him if you help me finish this packet I can stop.” His glass is empty, “Time for another,” I tell him.

I’m now getting another bottle out of the cupboard. I tell him to drink it faster; he does as he is told.

I see now his cheeks are rosy his lips are red. It’s time I smile to myself.

“You must be hungry after your day of working,” he nods, “eat with me.” I insist.

I go and get my sandwich out the fridge; I take it back to him.

“Watch,” I tell him “watch how I make a simple sandwich into a gourmet meal…”

I open it up and spit into the corner of it. He looks in shock. I tear that corner off, move closer to him and place into his open accepting mouth.

He chews on it slowly staring into my eyes like a love struck puppy.

“Mmm, this one’s easy.” I open the sandwich again pull back all the phlegm I can from my throat and spit into it. I feed it to him. Again he’s willingly accepting his fate. He eats chews and swallows he tells me how delicious it is.

“Drink!” I demand, “drink more wine.”

Before I pass him his glass I spit into his wine.

I light another cigarette this time I use his wine as an ashtray, he still drinks it.

“Hurry,” I tell him, “finish your wine and have another cigarette.”

He finishes his wine.

“Oh no” I tell him, “You’ve finished all the wine!”

I can see by his disappointment he wants more.

“Not to worry,” I tell him, “I’ve been saving the best till last.” I take his glass from him and tell him I’ll be right back.

I take his glass to the bathroom and fill it with my warm sweet piss!!! Right to the top!

I take it back to him “Drink this I tell him this is the real shit!!!”

He takes the glass looks at me and says “it’s warm!” he’s looking all innocent and confused. I should feel bad at this point but for some reason I don’t. Not one little bit.

“Yes I tell him that’s how you drink this wine” and tell him how lucky he is that I’m sharing it with him.

He sips it at first… He likes it. He starts to gulp it back it’s running down his chin and neck!!

I’m excited at what’s happening!!! Excited and satisfied.

He puts down his glass wipes his mouth and asks if there’s any more.

“Well now Mr ‘do-gooding Samaritan man, you have finished the wine and the cigarettes. Seems your job is done here!!”   I can see he’s drunk and thirsty for more.

“It’s time for you to go!”

I stand and walk towards the door, he follows, I show him out.

“Thank you, Thank you!” he says.

“No thank you,” I reply, “please come again any time…”

I close the door. I stand against the back of it with my hand to my mouth giggling at how cruel that was.

Now it really is bed time, no more games for tonight!

Good night slaves,

Your Yorkshire Mistress Jay.

07879 087397

13Aug 2017

Hey people,

it’s been a while since I blogged, I’ve just been so busy in my wonderful life, both with my vanilla family and my sadistic one.

I’m definitely one of the luckiest women in the whole world, having it all!!! And it was created by me alone!!!!  Which shows me how strong and confident of a woman I am and this strength and confidence is what I use to get exactly what I want in life, including men at my mercy .

Men at my feet collared, men underneath my feet being trampled on, men walking behind me carrying my bags. Ahh servitude.

Men being completely humiliated in public for my amusement; in my toilet for hours being pissed on. Oh and there’s men that I fuck: take them with my strap on and show the dirty sluts who they really are and who they belong to. Make them suck my strap on. Sometimes they’re dressed up after I’ve put stockings and panties on them sometimes they’re just naked with stripes I’ve given them from my whip or nails. I spit on them while I fuck them to degrade the fuckers into knowing how worthless they are!!!!

Oh dear I’m getting carried away now!!!! So there you have it. Being a dominatrix isn’t a Job to me it’s a way of an amazing life. One which I live to the max and enjoy every second of.

Dare you come and be a part of it. If you think you can, call me. I do extended sessions even overnight.

07879 087397

I love to spend time with a slave with my good friends Mistress Tania and Mistress Saskia.

Oh And let’s not forget one of my favourites: kidnapping from the street were u’ll disappear without a trace for a few hours but don’t worry, u’ll be safe with me 😉

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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28May 2017

Ok slaves, if you follow me on twitter you will have seen that all the slaves I have had through the door over the previous 2 weeks did not have the decency to bring their Mistress, Princess, owner any flowers to replace the dead ones in my vase on the window sill.

But wait!! I got this one slave that lives to be humiliated by me, bring me the shitest bunch of flowers I ever laid my amazing blue eyes on!

Now I have to say I do enjoy this one slave immensely. This slave is such a complete fuk up it makes abusing and humiliating him come so very easy.

I like to pick this one up in my car n take him to my fav restaurants before dragging him off to my apartment’s play rooms to fully fuck his mind!!! While we’re in the restaurant I love to tease n scare him over the plans I have for him when I get him to myself. How I’m going to take of his own belt and beat him with it, striking it across his naked arse. The perfect sounds of it connecting with his skin then whimpers coming from his already gagged mouth… I’m now feeling my own heart race with excitement.

I’ll always wear peep toed shoes n make him look at what he’s going to lick clean.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But on this last occasion he got into my car handing me this bunch of flowers that quite frankly looked like he’d stolen them from a petrol station.

I looked at him, he had the dumbest grin on his face thinking he would be in good books for his good work, when in reality he was going to be violated to the deepest limits of my imagination for the sheer embarrassment of the weeds he had just presented to me.

I threw the flowers on the back seat in total disgust. His face dropped realising he had yet again got things very wrong.

In the restaurant I felt I needed to explain the extent of his insult and how he was about to be punished harsher than usual. About how not only am I going to use his belt to beat him with but also to wrap it tightly around his neck and watch him loose his breath and that he needs to pray to which ever god created such a fuck wit, that I know how to play that game well enough to know when to let go of the pressure on the belt to keep him alive!!!

I see his face fill with fear and this sight before me makes me smile I can smell the fear from across the table. As he’s nervously drinking his water I see in his face that he knows the fear is turning me on with such effect that he knows this is his place in life. To be the wimp that cowers at the mere tone in my voice. He loves his Mistress but he knows the only affection he will get from her is the one that holds the power to crush his world into a million pieces… and when you love someone as much as he loves me u beg for any kind of affection that can be dished out to you. Smiling I tell him that before all this punishment takes place I will piss all over him and the pathetic flowers he dared bring to me so that he stinks of the sweet nectar of his Mistress all through his demise.

I push the bill his way, he throws the cash down, I walk off excited to get him to the apartment. He scurries behind me even knowing exactly what his fate is he still follows his Mistress!!

I’m taking a family holiday this week and will return to chambers Saturday the 3rd of June. So u all have a week to sin then come and be punished for it. I will still be taking calls so call to book in for the date of my return

 07879 087397

Your Yorkshire Mistress Jay

22Sep 2016

Hi there slaves sluts and bitches, a quick blog to let you no I will be in London on the 27th and 28th of September taking bookings in the Kings Cross area.
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Session times, shopping trips and being honoured to take me for dinner.

Call to book 07879087397

Yorkshire Mistress Jay

12Jun 2016

Well I can say with such glee that I have done absolutely nothing this weekend except chill out, sleep n watch films. The reason for this is you crazy lot gave me a mad week last week, but what fun we had.

Early starts to late finishing, water sports, tied n teased, foot fetishes, kidnap and fine dining.

I’ve accumulated lots of gifts (as only a princess should) from my chastity slave. Although he had to be punished as a few weeks ago I called upon him for his undies to be brought to me and binned as he will no longer need them. For now he will only wear frilly panties like the sissy slut he has come to be, as he found more in his washing. This is not good enough.

He was dressed in a slutty maid outfit locked in chastity with a fitting but plug inserted inside his back pussy getting ready to be trained as my whore. He was then made to drop to his knees kiss my feet and thank us as Mistress Helena whipped him with a single tail whip. I must say he did take it well as he kissed my feet he showed no expression of pain although his marks say otherwise. He was then made to cut up his undies while apologising for idiocy.

Well I’m all rested now and ready to take on more fun this week coming so call for solo or double domme in Huddersfield.

07879087397

Your Yorkshire Mistress Jay

 

18May 2016

Morning slaves, I thought I would share a little story with you about my personal loyal slave, this slave looks after me in any way  possible. This means I get to have lots of fun with him 🙂

So last night we started our time off at Mistress Helena’s amazing big manor where I opened my gifts from him (very close to my favourite part). I then took him upstairs to the amazingly equipped chamber-play room .. where I attached the electrics to his cock laid him down naked, stood over his head in my stockings n heels and let my warm Champagne loose into his open mouth. I then sent him to clean himself up as Mistress Saskia was waiting for us to all go out into the big world for some public fun. I let my slave fully dress apart from his tie, that was replaced by his collar and name tag stating he belonged to me.

We went to a really nice Italian were Saskia and I drank wine to fill our selves for slaves drink.  We took it in turns to go to the toilet with an empty glass to fill up with our second hand wine we placed the glass in front of slave and watched him sip it with his meal. Of course his meal was very bland and needed our piss pouring over it for flavour. So now we all had wine while we spoke about our dream of living in a big house in the future all together with slaves serving on us hand and foot.

Oh and not forgetting the pet pigs we would have in the shed 😉

Well got to go now, got to get to the chambers have a catch up with my queens Mistress Tania n Mistress Helena.

Your west Yorkshire Mistress, MISTRESS JAY