Thursday, November 26, 2015

2015 Happy Spanksgiving From Yours Truly, Miss Jenn

Happy Spanksgiving! Hope you enjoy a day full of family, friends, and good food. Once you are done with the festivities, contact me to get your spank on! Till then here's some fun spanking art to enjoy...

OTK spanking

I'm not into sports but if I were, hockey would be the sport to watch!

Oh my, those two dames look like they are about to do some serious damage...poor guy is in for it. 

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

More Spanking Art That I Enjoy

Wife & Mother-in-Law spanking
spanking art

This would be a great magazine.  Love her pose & her unspoken instructions!

Monday, November 23, 2015

Great Story Titled "My Jenn Experience"

One of my spanko's sent me this wonderful story and it is just so well written and really great content, that I wanted to share it with you all.  I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

MY Jenn “Experience”

FINALLY.  Finally, after a few phone sessions and exchanging e-mails for a few months, I was going to meet Miss Jenn.  I first heard of Miss Jenn when she did an interview with Andy for the website  I was intrigued with what she had to say and she was the first female disciplinarian I had seen advertise in Seattle.  I had just returned from a trip to Seattle and was so disappointed that I didn’t know of this sooner.  I really enjoyed speaking with Jenn on the phone, and exchanging e-mails.  I felt we had built a good rapport and that she understood my need for strict discipline from an authoritative female.

We decided to do a version of the “Jenn Experience” that she offers her clients.  I was flying into Seattle for business, but had enough free time to make this meeting finally happen.  Jenn and I had agreed for me to pick her up at her place and go out to lunch together.  It was going to work best for me to go out to lunch and then session after.  After all the interaction we had prior to this meeting, I really just wanted to spend some time talking with her and getting to know her better.  Plus, all the previous interaction had taken place without ever seeing a photo of her face.  Of course, she had me hooked with the first photo of her amazing legs!  I was eager to go across her lap from the moment I first saw her photos. 

As I pulled up to her place and was walking to the front door, I realized that I was really nervous.  Jenn was very nice and pleasant on the phone, and although I sometimes had a hard time imagining her being strict, I was sure she would be able to flip the switch.  I didn’t know exactly what to expect as I approached her front door.  I felt butterflies rising in my stomach and a bit of a heat rush.  My palms were a little sweaty as I realized that I hadn’t had a real spanking in a long time and if she carries out what I have spoken to her about, I may not sit comfortably for a week after today!  All of these thoughts were racing through my head as I knocked on Jenn’s front door.  I could hear the “Click Clack” of her heels walking on the floor as she approached the door on the other side.  When she opened the door, she was even more stunning that I had imagined.  Jenn was wearing a short, casual dress so I could see those amazing legs of hers and she was wearing very high heels as she knew I was 6’5” tall.  As she opened the door and stepped aside to let me enter, I suddenly noticed she was holding a large wooden school type paddle in her right hand.  “Come in is so nice to finally meet you in person.  Now, I feel it is important to set the tone with you right off the bat so I want you to walk over to that chair in the middle of the room, bend over place your hands flat on the chair and stick your ass out for me.”  I couldn’t believe what I was hearing…not hug?  No sit down and talk face to face for a few minutes to break the ice?  I muttered, “You want me to….do…what?”  “I don’t believe I stuttered,” Jenn said to me, “Get your ass over to that chair, place your hands flat on it and stick your ass out…NOW!”  I immediately did as Jenn instructed.  Any fears I had of her not being strict were certainly unfounded.  I knew I didn’t want her to have to tell me again so I walked over to the chair and bent over and placed my hands flat on it as she instructed.  “As I was saying Clint, I want to set the tone with you right off the bat.  I have been waiting for months to paddle your ass and I am not going to wait one moment longer.  I want your bottom stinging while we have lunch together today.  I am going to give you 9 licks.  The first 3 are going to be over your pants, the second 3 directly on your underwear, and the final 3 on your bare ass…and they will be hard.  Do you understand me?”  “Yes Ma’am” I again mumbled out.  “I want you to count each lick, and thank me for it.   Do you understand?”  “Yes Ma’am,” I stammered once again.  “If you move your feet out of place or remove your hands from the chair before I release you, I will add 2 licks on the bare each time.  Understood?”  “Yes Ma’am.”  I only thought I had butterflies racing in my stomach when I approached the door.  Now they were racing like crazy along with my mind.  I couldn’t believe she was greeting me this way…no hug, no pleasantries, just right down to business….and with a large wooden paddle too! 

“Are you ready, Clint?  Here we go….”  “WHAP!”  The first lick landed hard on my ass.  I was very thankful that I had worn jeans and cotton boxers.  It really hurt with no warmup but not nearly as bad as it would have on the bare.  “ONE, Thank you Ma’am may I have another?”  “WHAP..WHAP” the next two came hard and quickly in succession.  I didn’t even have time to count and thank her between them so I quickly improvised, “TWO! THREE!  Thank you Ma’am.  “Now Clint, you may remove your hands from the chair, unbuckle your pants and let them fall to the floor and bend back over.”  I quickly did as Miss Jenn instructed and dropped my pants leaving only my think cotton boxers to protect me.  “WHAP!”  “Four…Thank you Ma’am.  ‘WHAP!’  Five….thank you Ma’am.  ‘WHAP!’ Six….Thank you, Ma’am.”  The sixth one REALLY hurt and I almost grabbed my ass after but I refrained.  “Very good, Clint you are now down to the last 3 licks before lunch.  Are you ready?”  Not really, Ma’am…but I am going to do my best.”  “Now…remove your hands, lower your boxers down around your ankles with your pants and bend back over for the last 3.”  “Yes Ma’am.”  Again doing as I was instructed, I now had my pants and underwear down around my ankles, my ass was on fire, and I was about to get 3 hard licks on my bare ass.  I was really worried now!  I bent back over.  Miss Jenn began to tease me a bit.  She was rubbing the board on my ass back and forth…then she pulled it back..and lightly brought it back down.  I gasped.  She was toying with me and then suddenly, “WHAP!”   the hardest lick yet on my bare ass “OWWWWW….Thank you Ma’am.”  “WHAP!”  “Thank you, Ma’am.”  And then number 9 about to come down….and “WHAP” by far the hardest lick of all and I immediately jumped up and grabbed my ass as a tear welled up in my eyes.  “Well, that will be 2 more now young man as I did not release you or tell you you could rub your bottom.  Back over.”  I couldn’t believe what was happening here.  I was going to cry and I hadn’t been in the room with her 5 minutes yet!  What have I gotten myself into?  I bent back over for the two penalty licks and Miss Jenn took it easy on me.  “Whap….Whap!”  Not nearly as hard as #9 but still firm.  Miss Jenn then said, “You may rub your bottom now, pull up your pants and have a seat on the couch.  You did good.”

Miss Jenn then brought me a glass of water and had this huge smile on her face.  She said to me, “I sensed that you had concerns about my ability to flip that switch and be strict.  I just wanted you to know right away who you were dealing with here and who is in charge.  I also wanted you to be a bit nervous as we have lunch together knowing that was just a little taste of what is to come later this afternoon. I have waited a LONG time to meet you in person and discipline you…by the time we are finished this afternoon, you won’t sit comfortably for a month.  Now let’s go out to lunch and catch up….I’m hungry.”

The Rest of the Story…..

Once Jenn had established her authority and “Set the Tone” for our time together, she very easily slipped back into the woman I had spoken with on the phone and corresponded with over the previous months.  She was smiling and happy.  She was delightful to talk with.  We headed out to lunch and had a great time talking and catching up.  We talked about some of her spanking sessions and mine, we talked about movies, books, and life in general.  It was a lot of fun and very relaxing.  She did show a bit of her sadistic streak once when she got up to walk to the ladies room during lunch.  Before she got up, she pulled a wooden hairbrush from her purse, sat it on the table in front of me and said, “I want you to think about this while I am gone to the ladies room.  I want you to think about what is going to happen we get back to my place this afternoon and the discipline you still have coming.”  My mind started racing again.  Although my bottom was already sore from the impromptu paddling, I knew there was much more to come this afternoon. 
Shortly after Jenn returned to the table from the ladies room, she picked up her hairbrush, put it back into her purse and said, “Let’s go back to my place now.  It is time for your real spanking now.”

My heart skipped a beat and I knew it wouldn’t be long now.  I sat pretty silent in the car all the way back to Jenn’s place.  She continued to talk and seemed quite relaxed.  I was getting that nervous feeling again.  As soon as we walked back into her place, Jenn very calmly said, “I want you to strip down to your underwear and go stand in that corner over there.  You will keep your nose in that corner and not turn around until I call for you.  Also, I was ‘Jenn’ while we were out to lunch together but now that we are back at my place you will refer to me as ‘Ma’am’ again and respond to me only in that respectful way…understood?”  “Yes Ma’am,” I said sheepishly.  I did as I was instructed and stripped down to my underwear and made my way to the corner.  As I stood in that corner I could hear Miss Jenn gathering up what I assumed to be spanking implements and placing them where she wanted them.  I could hear the clip clop of her heels walking all around me.  My mind was racing about what she had in mind for me now.  After what seemed like an eternity, but was in reality about 10 minutes, Miss Jenn called me out of the corner.  She was sitting on her couch with a number of different implements on the table in front of her.  “I noticed you staring at my legs a number of times while we were out, Clint.  You have commented on them several times in our correspondence and now it is finally time for you to lay across them.”  Her legs were stunning!  She had on that short dress and high heels and her tan, bare legs were a sight to behold.  I made my way over to her and she pulled me gently across her lap.  “Normally, Clint I would always begin with a warmup across my lap.  I just felt today was special and I needed to really set a tone for you that when I am disciplining you I mean business.  That is why I chose to paddle you like you have described to me in your elementary school experience.  I thought you needed that.  But now, I will start you off as I normally would in session so that I can take you beyond what you think you can take.”  This was both frightening and a relief.  Jenn pulled my boxer underwear down exposing my bare bottom and very soon after going across her lap, I felt the first swat from her hand.  “SLAP!” she began spanking me cheek to cheek with her hand.  I was surprised at how much her hand spanking stung.  She spanked me for what seemed like a long time and the sting moved into a deeper burn.  I started to wiggle a bit and involuntarily raise my legs.  Miss Jenn then decided to lock her right leg across the back of mine.  She then had me leg locked between those beautiful, muscular, tan legs of hers.  This was both heaven and hell.  Being so close to her was truly intimate and an experience I had craved, but the spanking was very real and I was feeling the pain deeper and deeper.

Jenn gave me a very thorough hand spanking, and then shortly after locking me with her legs, she picked up that hairbrush she had shown me over lunch.  “Now I am going to take this hairbrush to you young man,” Jenn told me.  Then she began to lay that hairbrush on me, “Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!......”  I don’t know how many licks I got but as I squirmed more and more she tightened her grip on me with her legs and grabbed my left wrist and held it into the small of my back.  She spanked me right to the edge of tears and I fought them back as best I could.  I could feel them getting moist but I didn’t actually cry.  Just when I didn’t think I could take any more, she stopped.  Jenn released me from her leg lock and instructed me to get back into the corner.  I immediately obeyed her. 

After standing in the corner for another 5-10 minutes, Jenn called to me from another room.  She instructed me to join her in the bedroom.  When I walked in, she had 2 pillows stacked on top of each other in the middle of her bed.  Jenn was holding a leather strap or thick belt of some type.  “Remove your underwear and lie across the bed.  I want you to lay on the stack of pillows where your ass is raised high in the air for me.  You are going to get 50 licks with my leather strap.”  My ass was already very sore!  Now I was going to get whipped with Jenn’s leather strap.  I did as I was instructed and she again spoke, “You do not need to count for me Clint but you do need to stay in position.  I do not want you to move off these pillows and I do not want your feet or ankles to raise up from the bed.  Do you understand these instructions?”  “Yes Ma’am I do.”  “OK…ready your self.  You are going to get 50 licks with this strap.”  Jenn kept me waiting.  I was anticipating the first lick of my whipping and she just made me wait….I could hear her slapping the strap lightly into the palm of her hand…swinging the strap in the air…making me wait…making me anticipate and then suddenly….”WHAP!”  She brought the strap down hard on my bare ass.  It startled me and I almost raised my ankles up off the bed but I didn’t.  I held onto to the pillows tightly and forced my ankles down onto the bed, gritted my teeth and took my 50 licks.  It was a hard strapping, but Jenn varied the intensity so some were much harder than others.  It kept me guessing and kept me on edge, but the last 5 were REALLY HARD, “WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!”  “Very good, Clint.  You stayed in position and took your licks like a man.  I appreciate that.  We are almost finished now.”  All I heard was “Almost.” Now Clint, I am going to give you a choice.  I have laid on the bed a cane and the wooden paddle you were introduced to earlier today.  I am going to finish your discipline today with either ‘Six of the Best’ strokes with my cane or 6 hard licks with my wooden school paddle.  You choose.”  This was not an easy choice.  Or was it?  It didn’t really matter.  I knew it was going to really hurt no matter what I chose.  Since I didn’t have much experience with the cane, and I am VERY familiar with the school paddle, I decided to give the cane a try.  “I will choose the cane, Ma’am,” I said nervously.  “Very good,” Miss Jenn replied to me.  She then picked up the cane and took it over to the wall in her living room and placed it against the wall.  “Come over here, Clint and hold the cane against the wall.  I want you to look at the cane and think about what these 6 strokes are going to feel like.  I want you to think about all the time you have spent thinking about what being disciplined by me was going to be like.  It is all almost over now.  When you are ready, bring the cane to me and ask me to give you 6 hard strokes with the cane.”  I held the cane against the wall and I heard Miss Jenn walking around behind me.  I stared at the cane while I heard her sit in the straight backed chair in the middle of the room.  I figured it was probably best to get it over with, so I took the cane in both hands and walked it over to Miss Jenn.  “Please finish my discipline with 6 hard strokes of the cane Miss Jenn.”  “Very good Clint I will.”  She got up from her chair, turned it around with the seat of the chair facing me.  “Place your palms flat on the seat of the chair, Clint..much like you did for me when you first arrived today.  Place your feet shoulder width apart and bend over.  I want you to arch your back and stick your ass out for me.  When you are ready for a stroke of the cane, I want you to go up onto your toes.  This will signal me that you are ready.  When you go up onto your toes, I will deliver the stroke with the cane.  You may react by bending your knees, squatting down, moving however you need to as long as your feet do not come out of place and your hands do not come off the chair seat.  If they do, we start over.  Then when you gather yourself after each stroke, go back up onto your toes when you are ready for the next one.  Do you understand?”  “Yes Ma’am,” I nervously replied.  “Well I am ready when you are.”  My mind was really racing now.  I had only experienced the cane once and that was from Strict Jane back in 2013.  I remember the sting was intense and the pain seared long after the stroke was delivered.  No need to put it off any longer, I went up onto my toes and I had barely even raised my heels from the ground when I heard the “SWISH…CRACK!” as Miss Jenn landed the first stroke of the cane.  I immediately reacted to the stroke and as an instinct my hands came off the chair and I grabbed my ass.  “Well that one didn’t count.  Are you ready for stroke #1?”  Miss Jenn very calmly stated.  “I am so sorry, Ma’am but the intensity of the stroke surprised me.  “Well you made your choice of the cane, Clint and there is no going back now.  Get back into position and let’s finish this session.”  I got back into positions and immediately went back up onto my toes.  “SWISH…CRACK!”  I took it and remained on my toes this time…”SWISH CRACK!”  number two came and I squatted down onto my heels but kept my hands and feet in place.  I paused a moment as the searing of the cane stroke continued to deliver pain.  Slowly I went back up onto my toes for stroke number 3.  “SWISH…CRACK!”  and back down.  Up again and “SWISH….CRACK!”  Finally I took my 6th (Which was actually 7!) stroke and Jenn dropped the cane and embraced me.  I had tears welling up in my eyes and I was right on the edge of bursting into tears.  Jenn held me in a hug and told me that I did a good job of getting through the caning.  Then, as if nothing had happened, she went right back into being the Jenn I knew from the telephone calls and the lunch we had together.  She was amazing…..going from sadistic strict disciplinarian to sweet, so fun to talk with Jenn.  I don’t know how she does it but it is amazing. ]

Jenn grabbed me a bottle of water and allowed me to get dressed.  We sat and talked for a few moments as I composed myself and came down from the adrenaline rush that had just occurred.  Jenn gave me just what I needed.  I may not have WANTED to spanked that hard, but I NEEDED it and she did not disappoint.  It was so great to finally meet her in person.  I will begin immediately looking for another excuse to get back to Seattle!

The End

Thursday, November 19, 2015

You Can Never Be Overdressed or Overeducated

I completely agree with this quote! I feel it is always better to be overdressed versus underdressed, I also believe that you should never stop learning and continuing to educate yourself. Have a thirst for knowledge! I find that the best way to gain knowledge is by "doing" & "experiencing".

This also applies to spankings! If you want to learn about spanking, I suggest you get or give spankings.  Don't be way to learn is by jumping right in. And yes, it is always quite the compliment when someone dressed up to come see me.  Never be worried that you are "overdressed".

Monday, November 9, 2015

What Do You See In This Piece of Art?

So the other day, I was at SAM Remix, a swanky party at the Seattle Art Museum where people dress up, drink cocktails, and explore all the wonderful art that the museum has to offer. I came across this lovely piece of art & I'm curious as to what you see?

To me, it looks like there is a spanking scene going on between the two people on the left hand side.  But I'm wondering if that's really accurate or if I'm just thinking it's about spanking since it's an interest of mine?

Lately, spankings seem to be everywhere! I was watching How To Get Away With Murder and they brought up "spanking" numerous times during the last episode. My personal trainer brought up spanking just the other day (that's another blog post).  And now I'm seeing spankings in art.  

Sunday, November 8, 2015

Phone session discount, limited time only

For two weeks I am running a promotion for phone sessions. Schedule a phone session between Nov 8-20 and receive $10 off a 1-hour session. Schedule your session after 7:30 PST during this time period and receive $30 off a 1-hour phone session. Phone sessions must be paid in advance. 

spanking art

The reasons people chose to have phone sessions really varies.  Some people are new to spanking and want to learn more about it and want to be able to ask detailed questions about what happens in a session, questions about different implements and what not. Some people are looking for a Professional Disciplinarian and want to make sure it will be a good match and are doing their due diligence by talking to me, discussing interests, seeing what kind of "spanking vibe" they get from me and so on.  Some people like the idea, the fantasy of spanking, better than the "painful" reality.  They love discussing spanking stories and cartoons. They like to talk about their fantasies, but don't really want an in-person spanking.  Some people want to discuss their sins and how they should be punished for them.  Some people are self-spankers but would like direction and consequences. Some people are just lonely and want to talk about anything and everything. Some like NiteFlirt and this is a similar concept. And some would eventually like a spanking, but are not quite ready to make that leap just yet.  This way they get to dabble in their fetish before jumping in.

Looking forward to talking with you soon!

Miss Jenn Disciplines

Are You Ready To Receive A Domestic Discipline Spanking?

I was just baking chocolate chip cookies the other day and the house was filled with the smell of baking cookies on a chilly Fall night. As I looked around at all these kitchen implements in the sink & around the kitchen I smiled knowingly to myself, thinking about all the "other uses" I've managed to find for them...Is it time for your domestic spanking?  If so, shoot me an email!

Saturday, November 7, 2015

It Looks Like a Paddle, But It's Not

During my last personal training session, I was at the bench press and my trainer was telling me that I need to "spread" the bar.  I was doing it wrong about 10% of the time and he wanted to make sure I learned this so that I can do it right all the time, especially when he is not around to correct me.  Now for the life of me I couldn't understand exactly what I was suppose to do.  He kept telling me I need to "twerk" more.  I jokingly told him that sounded like he wanted me to do something that we all know Miley Cyrus is known for and that I really didn't want to be following in the footsteps of dear Miley. He was rather amused.  So as I stood up to let my trainer demonstrate what "twerking" on the bench press looks like (nothing remotely like what Miley Cyrus does with Robin Thicke to his song "Blurred Lines". ), I saw this (see photo below) which looks just like a paddle!!!!

I asked my trainer what exactly this strange thing was & why it was at the gym? He jokingly responded back "Ahhhhhh, we use that to give spankings to clients who have been bad".  hehe, little did he know who he was talking to ;) 

He then told me it was actually a bench press board, to be used while bench pressing so that you know how far down to bring the bar.  

No slacking off on your presses while this baby is on your chest.  If the bar does not touch the board, then you can't count that as a rep.

Just an FYI that NONE of these pictures are of me.

Friday, November 6, 2015

Having a Spankingly Good Time!

Great action shots!

Are you ready for the wooden paddle?


OTK spanking

Professional Disciplinarian

Professional Disciplinarian

It may look small in this photo but this is Cane-iac's Delrin Conqueror Red Line Extreme Cane. 
The Conqueror is Cane-iac's biggest & heaviest cane!
Professional Disciplinarian canes

 About to strike!

Professional Disciplinarian



 Watch out for those evil sticks!

Nice little action series...

Miss Jenn requests that you grab your ankles! 

Thursday, November 5, 2015

Spanking Art That I Really Enjoy

Lovely vintage hairbrush, and do you notice the hands? Gorgeous!

Ahhhh the belt... and the humiliation!
the belt spanking

Now that is the perfect shade of red, don't you think?
bare bottom spanks

Starting the marriage off with a spanking! Cute figurine...

Spankings in the work place, oh my!

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

No Excuses!

This young man, with Down Syndrome is about to make his dreams come true by competing in a bodybuilding competition.  Talk about inspirational!!!

Is there a dream in your life that you have not fulfilled? Possibly not even started?

Quote from the article that I loved: "For most aspiring bodybuilders, getting ready for competition is a tough journey that takes loads of sweat and sacrifice in the gym. That didn't dissuade Collin Clark. Once the determined, 22-year-old from Indiana made up his mind to compete at a local bodybuilding event, he refused to let any hurdles prevent him from achieving his goal -- not the long hours of training, not the strict diet he would now have to follow, and not the fact that he has Down Syndrome."

Here is the full article. I hope you'll think of Collin Clark the next time you are procrasting on fulfilling your dreams. No excuses!