Hey slaves,
Some sad bastard, not on the scene, Has reported my Twitter account and it has been suspended. It will be back soon but don’t worry, I’ve not gone anywhere.
You can still contact me on 07879 087397 to book an appointment to be abused!!
Your Yorkshire Mistress Jay
mistress.jay@gmx.co.uk
So slaves it’s nearing that time again, n hasn’t it come round quick?? Time for hanging sparkly balls, lighting candles to produce hot melted wax and stuffing turkeys (obviously this is you bunch of sluts!!) It’s time for Christmas parties which will be arranged ASAP so email:
or call me about this on:
07879 087397
if you’re interested in being abused dressed and made to suck cock.
I do love this time of year, it seems so pleasant… until of course you enter my realm! No time of year makes your visit with Me a pleasant one (well not for you).
But being the Princess I am, my fave part of this year is the pressies !! And not just the ones I receive, I like to give them out too! So I have a few being delivered for you lot for some Xmas treats over the next few weeks. This finger fucking glove being one of them:
So if you like the sound of how I celebrate the festive season come and join in the fun. I won’t be alone, Mistress Saskia n Mistress Tania will also be celebrating with me.
Yyeeaahhhh Christmas !!!!
I’ll be available all over Christmas and will be organizing some trips to tour in the new year. Watch this space!
Now the fetish Watersports… This game can be played in soo many different ways and it’s definitely one of my favourite games to play. I would say a definite 80% of submissives/slaves are into this fetish. Although some slaves have come to me not really knowing whether they may be into it or not so I have introduced it to them and they have never looked back and can’t get enough.
There are of course a few slaves that have no choice but to be pissed on as they do just exactly as I say. Watersports can be either a punishment or treat. Either way I do it with total excitement.
So how to play this game… well I love the toilet throne where I place the slaves head under the seat, sit over him and piss straight into his mouth watching him underneath me choking on my warm wet piss trying to swallow as fast as its coming out. This makes me laugh and anyone that knows me knows how important laughing is to me. I love to keep a slave in my toilet throne for hours and use him as and when I need to piss. Just have him all day as my toilet slave.
Another one I like is dragging a slave to the floor by his collar, standing over his pathetic cock in my black heels n stockings, looking down at him again and emptying my bladder all over his useless naked cock and body. Once I’ve emptied every last drop on him I drag him to bathroom to wash himself before I carry on with his punishment. I don’t need to smell piss on him as well as having to put up with looking at him. No I’ll leave that part of the game, of leaving him to smell, when I stand over him while he’s fully clothed and piss all over the clothes he’s leaving in. Then let him out of my kinky lair smelling and drenched in my piss, yes I like that one.
I do have to say though my favourite part of using this fetish to my full advantage is the public approach. I love to go for a nice meal with a slave, order myself a drink of wine and him a glass of water. When the drinks arrive I sip my wine while he drinks his water. I encourage him to hurry and drink up n I might treat him to something stronger to have with his meal… knowing that being a pathetic excuse for man he’ll think he’ll be joining me with a glass of wine. I smile at his stupidness.
As soon as his water is finished I pick up his glass n head for the toilet where I fill his glass full of second hand wine from my bladder. I head back to table where I place the glass in front of him sit down n raise my glass to him. He’ll reluctantly raise his fresh drink, I’ll smile and say cheers. Of course he’ll copy me back and he’ll have a sip. I tell him to drink his drink slowly and enjoy it and thank me at every sip he takes. I especially like it when I can feel my bladder filling back up but he still has half a glass left. I need the glass empty to refill it, so were else could it go but all over his meal… His food covered in my piss every mouthful is soaked in my piss… Now that’s a meal out !! The best kind.
And that slaves is my version of watersports are you coming to play???
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
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 😉
Mistress Tania
Mistress Saskia n Me
Waking up this morning I stretch and yawn.
I look down onto the floor next me… he’s still there my slave didn’t make a peep all night laid on the floor in a tightly fastened body bag. Not a single peep. Well why would he? He was not only honoured to sleep in his Mistress’ bedroom he knows the consequences of waking his sleeping beauty.
I step over him picking up the glass from which he drinks, take it to the toilet with me and fill it with my morning piss. I go back, untie him and tell him to make me a cup of tea.
He swiftly does this then we drink our morning drinks together.
I then look at him for a while n say calmly, “Get dressed and get out! I played with you for hours last night, your face is boring me now. I want something fresh to play with. No more words can be spoken to me, get dressed and close the door behind you.” He’s a good slave; he dresses and leaves (quickly) no more looks or words exchanged.
I get out of bed with my tea and go into my living room. Looking out of the window at the rain and dark sky I think “how fucking depressing.” Then I smile, I have an idea!! An idea that not only will cheer me up but some other miserable poor soul is about to have the time of his life!!!
I dress I put on my makeup, I do my hair, spray my perfume and pick up some things that I’m going to need to help me capture my pray for today.
Now this plan I have isn’t rocket science. In fact it’s one of the oldest tricks in the book. I park up on a back road with a lay-by. I place my tools on the passenger seat; I reapply my red lipstick, switch on my hazard lights, sit back and wait.
As true to life I’m there under 15 minutes, a car pulls up behind me. I look in my rear mirror I see it’s a man. I also noticed the same car had passed me twice before pulling up. I see him getting out of his car so I react by doing the same.
“Hi” I said.
He looks at me in amazement asking if I need some assistance.
“Yes I would love some help,” I reply. “I have a flat tyre. I have a pump in my boot but the door seems to be jammed! I could get the tools by going into the back seat and entering the boot that way but the tools are just too heavy for me to lift!”
“No problem,” he says “I can do that for you!!”
“Oh wonderful” I sigh.
I pull forward my seat, my car is a three door, as he climbs into the back of the car I pull off his coat and push him fiercely into the back. Quickly I go for my cuffs and cuff his hands behind his back. He doesn’t struggle, they never do! I learned a long time ago to be fast when doing this and being the perverted fools men are they’re just too taken aback as to what’s actually happening to them. It’s as though they like it or are expecting it somehow. Strange but true!!!
He’s looking at me, a confused pathetic look… I force a gag into his mouth, pat him on the cheek and start to explain.
“Right don’t take this personally this could be anyone in my car right now, it just happened to be you that wanted to play hero first. I woke up this morning feeling a little kinky so I needed to fulfil my kink.”
His eyes lit up!!!
“No stupid, I’m not like other women; my kink is certainly not fucking idiots like you!!! Well not using my pussy!” I laugh, “Using my cock now that’s another story!!!!”
He looks scared and confused again, this makes me giggle.
“So anyway as I was saying I felt kinky and my kink slave, as this is your name while you’re on this part of your journey in life, is to shock shame abuse and mock men like you!”
I stand of the seat, pull up his legs and tie his ankles together with rope.
“So today you are honoured to spend a few hours with me and have some fun MY way.”
I put a blind fold on him and get into the driver’s seat.
“Now slave listen to me!! There has been an incident in the village and this has resulted in the place swarming with police. If you give me any bother I will pull over, throw you out my car in front of them and tell them this is the man you are looking for! Do you understand?”
He nods, I laugh and start to drive.
“I’m hungry slave,” I say looking back at him through my mirror, “let’s go eat!!!”
I pull up at a lovely café. I take off his blindfold and gag, his face is red and hair a mess, just adds to the funny side of things for me! I tell him to get out of the car. He struggles with no use of his arms as they’re still tightly cuffed. He manages at last!! I put his coat around his shoulders and zip it up. We don’t want people noticing he is handcuffed now do we??
I tell him to stay close but behind me, he follows: no arguing, no questions asked.
I get a table in the busy little cafe and sit him down. We get served, I order then the waitress looks at him to see what he want to order. He looks at me I look at him. Again I giggle, I just love this fucking power! I look at the waitress who is now looking impatient and tell her he’s fine he’s not hungry.
My food arrives, I eat it with absolute contentment having a cuffed stranger across from me fills my life with joy!!!
I finish my food then my tea. I look up at him for the first time since my food came. He’s staring at me but his fear and confusion seems to have faded. He’s looking at me adoringly now! “
Did you enjoy your food?” he asks.
“Yes,” I reply, “now would you like to come to my house?”
His eyes lit up as he said yes, “yes I would love to.”
“Let’s go then!!!”
I leave the bill on the table and we leave, him following behind me.
I take him back to my apartment still cuffed, we enter it.
“Welcome.” I say taking off his coat. I now unlock the cuffs and demand with a very cute voice that he strips naked. He does as he is told. As he’s doing this I make a call… another slave needs to come as I now have yet another idea.
He’s stripped now I take him into the middle of my floor; hog tie him and blindfold him again. I tell him to wait and be patient as my other slave will be joining us soon.
I hear the door go.
“Ah, here he is”
I take my newly arrived slave into the bedroom, strip him off and drag him by his hair into the living room were my other slave is hog tied. I bend him over my couch and kick his legs out to spread them.
I strap on my cock and walk over to the tied slave I kidnapped. I bend down onto the floor and remind him of the thing I told him about not fucking men with my Pussy, instead I use my cock!
He nods.
I remove his blindfold, unite the rope from his feet and sit him up.
“Look…” I say pointing at the slave bent over the couch, “Watch what I’m going to do to him.”
I stand now, wearing my strap on I walk over to my slave enter my cock into his arse and proceed to fuck him!! Pulling his hair back from behind I stare at my kidnapped slave not taking my eyes off him. I stare straight into his eyes while I fuck my slave in front of him. After I feel both have taken enough fucking humiliation and torment I push away my slave and tell him to get out. He goes quietly.
I walk over to the tied slave. I untie him, tell him to get dressed and I’ll take him back to his car. In total shock he does as I say.
The drive back is silent. I’m happy he’s baffled. I pull up at his car and tell him to get out.
He gets out and shuts the door. He quickly knocks on the window, I wind it down. He looks at me and says “I heard the other man call you Mistress.”
“Yes.” I say.
“Can I see you again please Mistress?” he asks.
“I’m sure you will slave!” I reply. With this I drive off as always feeling content with the time I just had… MY time!
So if any of you see a beautiful lady broken down at the side of the road will you stop ???
Your Yorkshire Mistress Jay.
07879 087397
Happy Friday slaves,
I just wanted to share a story of a treat I gave to my slave today.
He arrived with a bunch of flowers in one hand and money in the other. Now as much as this pleased me I also know he’s trying to butter me up so I don’t hurt him too much.
I thought “ok this is nice, I’ll play along with his little trick.” I took both gifts he had brought me and turned on my heels into the living room. He followed, he’s well trained.
“Let’s go out today slave” I said with a grin.
“Out Mistress??” He said.
“Yes slave let’s go on a date me and you. After all we’ve been Mistress and slave for a few years now, why not let’s celebrate that today.”
He looked like a little boy on Christmas morning. He was so happy at this suggestion, I mean really over the fucking moon I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry for this pathetic man in front of me.
I put on my coat and told him to lead the way to his car. Off we went on our movie date.
We arrived at the cinema I looked at the board to see what was on it was a must that we should go into an 18. I chose a film. “Now of course we’re going to need popcorn slave so you go get the tickets and a bucket of popcorn, I’ll wait here by the entrance.”
Off he trots still with that really stupid look of excitement in his face.
We went into the film he followed me allllll the way to the back seats. “Ah the back seats Mistress like a proper date!” he dared to say to me with a goofy dumb annoying giggle. “Urrrgghhh” I thought, “what a total wanker and this will just make me enjoy his surprise even more.”
We found our seats, “It’s very quiet in here today” I said to him. He said “just means we get the back row to ourselves hey Mistress??” He was starting to really get up my arse. Half an hour into the film: “I’m eating my popcorn slave.” I whisper. “Yes Mistress…” take you pants off!”
“Mistress????”
“You heard me, take your pants off!” He looked at me. I didn’t even turn to look back at him I just stared at the screen eating my popcorn. From the corner of my eye I could see him starting to unfasten his belt.
He took of his pants.
“Now the rest!” I whispered.
“The rest Mistress??”
“Yes idiot the lot!!! Take everything off!!!!”
He stripped down completely naked. “My slave was sat next to me, naked in the cinema! I was trying not to show how much this was exciting me I. remained calm and still hadn’t looked at him.
“Fold up your clothes and put then on my knee along with your shoes. Take out your car key when doing this and hold on to it.”
He slowly did as he was told. I now had a pile of neatly folded clothes with a pair of shoes on my knee. I turned to him and whispered “You stupid fool, do you think I would ever go on any kind of date with a pathetic excuse of a human being such as you?”
“You got carried away with yourself there didn’t you? Now you see that fire escape there? Your car is parked very near to it outside. Your clothes will be on the roof of your car in 5 minutes…”
“You will have to leave here looking like the idiot you are with everyone staring and pointing at you.” As I stood to walk out with his clothes I looked into his face pale white petrified face and laughed. He knew it would be pointless begging me not to do this he knew I’m out of his league and never should have thought anything else. He knows this was what he deserved.
I walked away out of the cinema quickly, giggling to myself, skipping down the stairs out of the doors over to my slaves car. I threw his folded clothes all over it now, a mess all over his car. I walked away leant against a lamp post, pulled out a cigarette and lit it ready for the show to begin.
I can hear it now: laughter, cheers, whistles, then I saw it, a naked man running towards his car trying to cover his pathetic cock! He scurried over to his car picking his clothes from the roof and bonnet. He got into his car and quickly drove away.
laughing loudly I threw my cigarette down stood on it, got out my phone still eyes on that car driving away giggling . I rang another slave, told him were I am and to come and collect me.
20 minutes later I got a txt message. “Thank you Mistress that was amazing… see you next week.”
“Will these slaves ever learn” I laugh to myself.
Now does anybody else fancy a date with me??
If you do just give me ring 07879 087397
Your Yorkshire Mistress Jay
Hey slaves…
Well I’ve been a busy princess today after a day off yesterday to spend with my daddy for Father’s Day. The very only man I hold any kind of love and respect for. After all a man that can produce such a goddess deserves all the respect in the world especially from you lot, I wouldn’t be here without him.
My day started off getting up, showering and creaming my silky soft skin, putting on my underwear and perfume. Now this has taken 20 minutes to do from getting out of the shower and by now I am sweating in the heat. Already I’m sticky and wet. My feet, my breasts, my armpits, n my amazing big peachy arse. I need cleaning again from head to toe.
I go down stairs in my underwear and start cleaning my house. I know, I know, I can hear you all gasping in utter shock that I’m cleaning my own house! Believe it or not slaves in my 18 years of being a dominatrix I have still yet to find a slave that lives up to my standards of cleanliness. You useless bunch of wankers are mere men and don’t get fuck all right in my eyes. If you want a job doing as they say !!!!
After an hour of cleaning, my home smells, looks and feels like a true home once again. But now I’m 10 times as sweaty and starting to get agitated in the heat with no time to shower. I put on something light to go out and sort some things. All the time I know I have a slave coming to me later which when I think of this I smirk.
Outside now Jesus this heat is getting unbearable n now I’m a cranky bitch! I make my way down to play space awaiting my slave with a glass of ice water. The buzzer rings; I let my slave in. He comes up to my apartment, walks through my door. Rather than dropping to his knees at his mistress’ feet he spoke words that made my fucking blood boil!!! “Fuckinhell it’s hotter in here than is outside!” Like I wasn’t in enough of a mood!!
I snatch the bag from him that he brings to me every time and slip on my pinny that he loves me to wear. Who am I to ask why?? Who am I to care as long as I get to fuck him up for his annoyance of mere existence? I’ll wear whatever is required. I walk into the play room where he is now knelt on the floor naked… but behind my back I have a surprise for him I felt this little fucker needed his mouth washing out!!
I walk over to him, pull back his hair and reveal his surprise !! A bottle of vinegar I pour it into his mouth hold his mouth shut and tell him to swallow. I tell him this for his fucking cheek when entering my domain. That by now he knows it’s better to drop to my feet rather than wind me up!! I feed him his gift again and again. I see the vile taste written all over his pathetic face to which I felt then need slapping and spitting on!!!!
I asked him “are you still hot slave?” To which he replied “more so mistress” I drag him by the hair to another surprise I have for waiting for him: a deep bucket of water. Pushing his head into the cold water and holding under till I can feel him struggle was a very powerful feeling. I loved the control!! It was a huge turn on to watch him struggle under the water a turn on and thrill of excitement .. god I love my role in life!!
I ducked him under pulling him by his hair standing on his head feeling the wriggle of his body over and over again, slapping his face when I let him up for air. Then I heard the words please mistress please I’ve learnt my lesson I know my place, please stop. I throw him his clothes and tell him to get out and he will not be able lock his eyes onto my beauty until he learns some manners. He dresses quickly begging for forgiveness a forgiveness I am certainly in no mood to give!!!
He leaves.
I pick up my ice water to drink again and put my feet into the bucket of water I just drowned my slave in to cool down. I’m calming down now while my temperature drops. Now I see the funny side to his outburst on arrival. Now I’m glad he was so rude as I the punishment I dished out was a harsh one. One I loved doing, one I’ll smile about for a while.
So slaves if you need correcting or showing the right path in life by being punished or u simply think you can live up to the way I like things done call me for a meet 07879 087397
Enjoy the time the sun is upon us slaves.
Your Yorkshire Mistress Jay
I just got home from a session with Mistress Jay, still on a high after a two hour drive. Why travel so far to see a Mistress? Because I’m happy to drive for two hours when I know that a fantastic experience awaits me.
Mistress Jay REALLY enjoys what she does, and I enjoyed the session more because of that.
Have you ever been to a Mistress and realised she hasn’t taken any notice of your likes, dislikes, etc? Well, Mistress Jay remembered every single thing we’d discussed, and made sure we did all of them. Highly impressive.
If you seek a Mistress you are in or willing to travel to Huddersfield, I strongly recommend a visit to Mistress Jay, who takes sessions in both a well equipped domestic session / playroom and a magnificent dungeon.
Thank you Mistress Jay. I can’t wait to come back
Slave p
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Hey slaves just a quick blog.
I’ve been so busy over the last month with slaves and vanilla time. Vanilla time projects have calmed now and I’m back in chambers as usual 10am till late.
If you like to be teased and denied restrained and humiliated pissed on and spat at by Yorkshire’s curvy sexy finest dominatrix then call me on 07879 087397 and book a session.
Your Yorkshire Mistress Jay