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So, what happens when a
little kid grows up with no rules, no boundaries, and never hearing the
word "no"? When she spends day after day, year after year, doing
whatever she feels like doing with no consequences? She grows up into an
adult with no boundaries, no interest in what the rules are, and no concept
of doing anything other than exactly what she wants to do.That
was me, for many years, and honestly, I thought it was great. I always knew
exactly how to get out of trouble if I ever did happen to get caught, when
to straight up lie, when to try to act scared and innocent....I was a
lying, manipulating little brat, which is exactly what I was told by Miss
Jennifer when I saw her for the first time in June.
My whole story starts
long ago, like so many of us.... of course, I had never been spanked in my
entire life until one day in high school when I was caught red handed
breaking many rules by a straight-as-an-arrow older sister when the rest of
my family was out of town. She drug me across her
knee and beat my bare ass in front of all my friends. I was so shocked I
could barely move the entire time! Of course, the next week at school,
everyone knew about it, my peers and teachers alike. I heard, not for the
first time, things like "Good, you've needed your butt beat for a long
time." I would just shake my head, they
didn't know what they were talking about! Years later, when my two older
sisters heard the story, they agreed and said we should keep a paddle
handy, as I could still probably use some discipline. At that point, I
thought it was all kind of funny, and we started looking online for
paddles. Well, we found a whole lot of stuff! To make a long story short,
eventually, I found Miss Jennifer.
Fast forward to June
2016, Seattle, Washington. After finally realizing that I did need some
discipline in my life, I had an appointment set with Miss Jennifer, and I
was so nervous! Driving to the hotel, I got stuck in traffic, and ended up
being about 15 minutes late! I called her and apologized right away, I told
her what happened, she was fine with it, and eventually, I reached the room.
She opened the door with a big smile, and what everyone has said is very
true! She's so pretty, she has such a beautiful smile. Right away I felt at
home, we talked and laughed, I felt like I was with an old friend. Time
flew by, and after a while, I noticed Jennifer start playing with her
phone, and I heard music start. I had read about what happens when the
music starts, and I almost started to panic. I told her I really had to use
the bathroom, that I was going to run downstairs
and be right back. She gave me this little smile and said "hurry
When I got back, Jennifer
again let me in and started walking toward another room. I went over to
look out the window and commented on the beautiful view. She asked me
"you don't think you're getting out of this, do you?" Part of me
really did think I might get out of it, because any other time, if I was in
danger of getting consequences, I would do whatever I could to get out of
them. Like look at the beautiful view. But Jennifer was having none of it.
"Come on," she said to me, still smiling, and with my heart
pounding, I followed her.
She shut the door behind
me, went over and sat on the bed, and then looked at me and patted her lap.
I was so scared at that point, I hardly even remember getting into position
over her lap, but I do remember hearing the loud smack of her hand against
my skin, and the pain that followed. I couldn't believe the sting of just
her hand, and how fast it was coming down. At some point I could tell she
was using something different, but I had no idea what. Finally I turned my
head and asked "What is that thing?!?" She showed me a little
plastic spatula, and I made a mental note to try to find it afterwards and
destroy it! The sting was almost unbearable!
I have no idea what other
implements Jennifer used on me, I was almost scared to look at them. What I
do know is that I tried to slowly crawl off of her lap, but that idea
didn't work very well. She asked me "where do you think you're
going?" and just pulled me right back into place. I kept my head down
and tried to just breathe, and then she finally stopped spanking me. I got
up, and then she stood up, and I bent down to grab my pants to pull them
up, but nope! Jennifer said "you need to lay
back down." Oh my God, I thought it was finally over and she was
telling me there was more!! I wanted to cry, but I just did what she said
and buried my face in the bed while she decided what to use next. When the
spanking started again, I honestly thought I could not take any more. I had
never been through anything like that! But one thing I had learned that day
was that I can completely trust Jennifer, and I knew she wouldn't give me
anything more than I could handle. I remember feeling what I thought was a
paddle, and then I noticed the swats were coming slower, and weren't as
hard. I started to breathe deeper and slower, and pretty soon the spanking
stopped completely. I don't think I even realized it at first, but
eventually I did, and I looked up at Jennifer, and she told me "You can
get up now."
Jennifer sat on the
corner of the bed, and I walked over to a couch that was nearby. I thought
she was joking when she told me to sit, but then I realized she wasn't, so
I slowly sat down. She asked how I was feeling, and I couldn't even explain
the calm feeling that I had, a feeling I never have, a
feeling of peace. It was so nice. We talked again for a little bit, and
then it was time to go.
Oh, the pain! With every
move! But I was feeling kind of proud that I handled it, so before I left,
I asked Jennifer "So, like on a scale of 1-10, how bad was that? Do I
have a pretty high tolerance for pain?" Thinking I was about a 7 or 8,
imagine my surprise when she laughed and said "That was
So now I have some issues
that I'm working on, and a plan to meet with Miss Jennifer again in the
next couple of months. I'm keeping track of my behaviors, the good choices
and the bad ones, and I know she will hold me accountable when I see her
next. I also know that I trust Miss Jennifer completely, and I'm sure that
whatever comes my way at that next session will be well deserved!
Kristen K. June
REVIEW – MISS
JENNIFER, LONDON, APRIL 2016
thought I'd been I'd been around the disciplinary block a few times, tasted
most flavours, become too experienced for
surprises. My first meeting with Miss Jen, a few weeks ago made the thrill
of a spanking brand new again.
I made sure I
arrived early, relaxed in the hotel bar with a mineral water, looked discretely through some CP photos to get me in
the right headspace. Unlike with many practitioners, though, this proved
unnecessary; Jen took time later to hold my hand, lead me gently into my
beating. Something tells me she wouldn't lay a finger on anyone until she
knew they were completely ready.
moment the elevator door opened I felt completely relaxed. The getting
ready was absolutely as much fun as the spanking. We sat in her airy suite
high above London and shared – the parts of our lives that amuse us, the
quirks of our friends, experiences with food and the world of work, let our
humour wash into warmth.
After a while
the conversation began to slide into our childhood experiences of spanking
and our passions for giving (Jen) and receiving (er,
me). She stood before me, animated enthusiasm, and the desire for
discipline boiled and boiled between us as we chatted more.
At the point
Jen chose, I was led over to the pre-prepared area and taken over her lap.
The hand-spanking, then the working through the array of implements was
thorough, lengthy and so so hard. Wooden paddles
of all shapes and sizes, hairbrushes, spoons too, the beating went on and
on. But it was nurturing and controlled, always following the contours of
my longing. Simply, she got it. She got me. And the more she spanked, the
more I wanted, to the extent that finishing – so that I retained at least a
layer of skin – was a real disappointment. Jen knew instinctively that I
was in a state of bliss, so let me float back down slowly and sublimely,
stayed with me, close, until I was back in my body again.
connected in a way I didn't know was possible through spanking, and I guess
that can only happen when it was so real for us both. I was lucky to forge
a deep friendship that day, and I cannot wait until Jen is back in England
I had the honor to meet Jennifer and before the
session, from filling up the application form to getting her approval and
having the date set for the session. A few emotions were obvious: anxiety,
nervousness, restlessness, self-doubt, excitement and even dread.
going to be spanked by Miss Jennifer” runs through my mind many time. This
is followed by anticipation and a bit of nervousness as the time grows
closer. My nervousness increases, the closer i
get to the appointed time. I am also filled with self doubt, not sure that i want to go through with it, despite the fact that my
brain tells me i need it and that fact that really want it. It is shortly before the
appointed date and time when the self doubt almost prevented me from going
further. It takes courage to place myself into a situation where i know i will be subjected to
a lot of pain perhaps excruciating pain. The courage to go forward is also
helped by the assurance of Miss Jennifer, and the many testimonials that
came before mine.
On the day of the ‘encounter’, i
try to focus on preparations showering, shaving, choosing what to wear,
considering what to eat.. etc.
All the tedium that we all go through every day prior to our workday, for
example. Except that at the start of the work day, most of us aren’t in for
the physical pain! this leads me to the more
important aspect of the session, which is trust. I’m sure,
the word trust is what everyone think about. Trust is essential to session
with any disciplinarian. If there was one thing that i
really appreciate about Miss Jennifer, it is that she makes you trust her,
and i am certain that i
will walk away unharmed- but not unhurt-from the session. A good
disciplinarian hurt you, but will never harm you, and that is Miss
Jennifer. For many people, the safe word is essential and you think that
gives you trust. But a punishment is about trust and trust is a two way
street. To ask for a safe word, is not trusting
her to give you the punishment that you deserve. And there is not one
moment that i regret not having the safe word
after a session with her. She makes it her responsibility to care for and
guide you through the session and ensure that you come through it safely.
And our responsibility as her spankee will be to
trust, to communicate before the session truthfully and to be determined to
take what she is meting out.
Don’t deprive yourself of a great experience
because you are too proud or too shy to share about yourself to Miss
Jennifer. If there is one thing i learnt from my
session with Miss Jennifer, there is no shame in being a spankee, in liking pain and liking to be spanked.
Come to grips with who you are and carry out that
fantasy of yours with confidence in the safe hands of Miss Jennifer. I
really enjoyed myself and i hope people who are
still hesitating will take the plunge and enjoy yourself and indulge in the
best spanking experience of your life:)
(c) Miss Jennifer. All Rights Reserved.
Written especially for first time females who need a spanking
for discipline. I am a female and just got spanked by Miss Jennifer.
It was my first time EVER to receive a real life spanking.
After talking for awhile she told me to come with her to the other
room and she was going to give me a "few hand spanks."
Yeah, OK.........it wasn't just few. LOL. She told me to
pull my pants down and directed my bottom over her lap. Of course I
was nervous! But at the same time I felt safe because I knew she was going
to discipline me properly, with care, and give me what I needed. So
the spanking began. It started out mild but then increased in
intensity. Although it was just her hand and wasn't even full
intensity, it still HURT and I felt truly punished for my behavior.
It lasted for what seemed like forever. She asked me while spanking
me if I was going to be good to which I replied, "YES MA'AM!"
She spanks you in a way that compels you to really think about your
behavior and why it's important to change. No I
didn't get paddled. No I didn't get whipped
and no I wasn't caned. It was a hand spanking but was no less serious than
the use of the implements. She disciplined me sternly enough to get my attention and
provided motivation for necessary change. Actually, her mere presence
is efficacious in behavior modification.
Afterward my bottom was pretty red, sore, and had some
bruising. I had a 3 hour drive home and having to sit on a
freshly spanked bottom the whole way was not comfortable. At one point
I tried to reach my hand back to protect my bottom and Miss J quickly
grabbed my hand and held it back. Drat. Ha ha.
Then I tried to get away by scooting forward and she stopped me right in my
tracks and said, "Don't even think about it." Ha ha. So
yeah, you can't get by with anything. Remember she has a plethora of
implements at her disposal. We were past my allotted time and I thought
I was going to get by with just a lecture because we had previously
discussed just meeting and talking due to my fears. But I knew I
deserved to be spanked. And Miss J knew it too. And trust seemed natural.
No discussion of that was required. She is that good. And
so the discipline was administered.
I was soooo nervous and anxious
about the whole ordeal that I actually canceled my session at first! LOL.
Miss J reached out to me and wanted to talk about my decision. She
convinced me that she was safe and I didn't have anything to worry about.
Her care and concern convinced me to attend. I mean really?
Does your dentist call with concern when you cancel an apt? How about your
doctor? Does anyone care enough to do that?? No, I didn't think so.
Except Miss J.
As for the pre-spanking discussion, she really took the time
to get to know me and figure out what I needed. I actually thought I
deserved a spanking for a stupid decision I made which was indeed correct.
However, during our talk, Miss J discovered another area of my life that
needed attention to which I wasn't even aware of. I had been talking
to my ex boyfriend even though he's now married. He initiates this but I
have done little to stop it. He has a history of being unfaithful and
me continuing to permit communication will only
get me in trouble in the long run. Miss J addressed this very sternly and
in a strict manner and said she could spank me for this as well. My first
reaction was, "spank me for WHAT?? I'm just talking to him."
But she cleverly unveiled my motives - I liked the attention from
him. Again....she is that good. She lectured me sternly over
this and of course disciplined me. Although Miss J is strict and I
feel a healthy sense of fear of her spanking me, she is also quite caring
and encouraging. She uplifts you while lecturing and disciplining you and
intuitively knows what you need. I am also actually a professional
counselor (yes, I'm humble enough to admit I still need spanked lol) and I can assure you that Miss J is like a
counselor. She's a motherly figure, counselor, and disciplinarian
packed in one. She comes pre-packaged with incredible insight and
A couple notes to remember:
1. Don't ever tell Miss J you are too cute to be spanked.
It doesn't work.
2. Bring a pillow for the ride home but don't tell Miss
J you have that.
I recommend her wholeheartedly!
From a bratty, smart mouthed, spanked bottom. ;)
This is a short, but
very sincere testimonial about the ability of Miss Jennifer to deliver a
very strict spanking which hurts like crazy, and yet, leave the recipient
of her many spanks from a variety of implements feeling wonderful.
Jennifer is a beautiful,
intelligent woman with a sparkling personality who will deliver a spanking
you wouldn't believe - a non stop flurry of
spanks, from fast to slow, hard to soft.
She is as a great conductor wielding the hairbrush as a conductor
wields his Baton.
Jennifer has an amazing
ability to put you at ease - if this is your first time, do not worry, you
may trust Jennifer totally. She will
give you exactly what you need while respecting whatever boundaries you may
San Jose, CA 2016
the planets knew that I needed to be spanked. Accordingly, they aligned
themselves such that within less than 24 hours of requesting and then
submitting my application to Jen, I found myself at the receiving end of a
spanking from her in a hotel room in London. Thanks, planets…..
like many others, have had a long-harboured
desire to be spanked. The innocence of my childhood interest was somewhat
ruined by my parents being called into school to discuss one of my pieces
of literary genius (aged 6), which featured me being spanked very often for
various misdemeanours by my parents. Thankfully
my parents managed to fend off the child abuse allegations, and it was
firmly put to me that writing such stories was inappropriate,
and rather embarrassing for them. And so my interest went underground, but
never went away. I didn’t understand
it, but all I knew as I was growing up was that this was a lifelong thing,
hard-wired and embedded into my psyche, however weird I thought it was.
my university years my interest prompted me to meet up with an older man
who seemed nice online, for the purpose of receiving a spanking from him.
The sheer horror I feel when I look back on that – a 20 year old getting
into a stranger’s car, without telling anyone what or where she was going
or doing, to be driven miles away to receive a spanking in the back of his
car. More than spanking was offered during that meeting; I am forever
grateful that this particular gentleman was not a bad apple and returned me
to my home, having not had the fulfilling spanking that I had dreamed of,
but also not having worse tales to tell of my experience. That was enough
to put me off the idea for quite some time.
years later, the itch that never went away drove me to search for a
disciplinarian in my area in the UK. I found many ladies that offered
spanking, but most in the context of BDSM. I was pretty sure I didn’t want
to find myself licking anyone’s shoes or wearing a gimp mask, and so the
field of likely candidates found itself very thoroughly narrowed. It was by
chance that Miss J’s page came up on a google
search. As I read through the site, she just seemed right for me. Her
directness on her webpage made me laugh – clearly she’s been asked to do
all sorts by her potential clients. If you aren’t clear on what she doesn’t
do before you read through her site, you’ll be crystal clear by the time
you’ve finished browsing through it! Her directness appealed to me – she
definitely seemed like my cup of tea. I noticed that she was only in the UK
until the following day but thought it would be worth at least getting in
touch, with the potential of meeting in the distant future, on a future
trip to the UK. So, without really thinking about it, I emailed her to ask
for an application. When it was pinged back to me, a couple of hours later,
I filled it in (as much as possible – I couldn’t answer half of it (am I a
‘thuddy’ or ‘stingy’ spankee?
I still don’t know) but did my best. The reply, that came
within a couple of hours of sending it, left me in a state of shock;
she was available the next day and was keen to meet. I didn’t have time to
think about the reality of the situation I found myself in, and following a
brief phone conversation (her American accent – so cute!), the next 12
hours of my night shift passed in a haze. Before I knew it, I was on a
train, contemplating the very daunting prospect of having my backside
painted red by someone who along with her many rules, is clear on her
website that she spanks hard, for real. I’ll be honest – I felt sick (was
that the pic n mix I had for breakfast though?).
I’d got to the hotel and met Jen, she immediately put me at ease. We talked
for a very long time and she asked loads of questions. It was a
conversation of equals and I honestly felt like I was talking to a friend.
Clearly she’s experienced at putting nervous spankees
at ease. This made all the difference for me. I can’t pretend I was paying
full attention as we moved on to discuss why I needed/wanted to be spanked,
or as Jen dispensed her advice - my brain was in meltdown as I knew the
spanking was becoming evermore imminent. When the time came I completely lost the
ability to speak, but I think Jen knew this and just lead it from
there. I’m not sure she picked up
the sarcasm in my response when she asked me if everything was ok after
what I assume was the warm up – I think she actually believed I was having
a wonderful time. Either way, the spanking continued. The infernal music
with its relentless rhythm left little space for any kind of break – I
spent a lot of time hoping for a really slow song to come on, but alas, it
never did. There is little more to say about the spanking other than to
verify what others have said; Jen does indeed spank hard. The unexpected
benefit of it was that I was so tense, I spent the majority of it in a
plank position – my abs had a great workout!
session ended following a brief chat and a hug. My butt is still bruised, 5
days later, but the sense of a burden being lifted remains. The spanking
with Jen was everything I had hoped for, and more. She is clearly very good
at what she does. If you’re reading thsi and
haven’t been spanked before but just know it’s something you want or need,
don’t hesitate. You’re in safe hands with this lady. Thanks, Jen – I’ll be
watching out for your next visit to the UK.
After almost two years of repeatedly visiting and
re-reading Miss Jennifer’s website, I finally found the nerve to email her
for an application and all I can say is that I wish I had done this two years ago!
Although I was never spanked growing up, I’ve had
a fascination with spanking along with a deep desire and need for
discipline since as far back as I can remember. 10+ years ago, I
explored this desire in the BDSM world but eventually just gave up as that
wasn’t what I truly wanted or needed. It was the discipline with
strict and consistent consequences that I needed in my life, but not
everything else that comes intermingled with that in the BDSM world.
Not even realizing at that time that professional disciplinarians existed,
I just resigned myself to the fact that this deep need within me would
never be satisfied.
As I sit here on a bruised, sore bottom after my
second session with Miss Jennifer, all I can say is that I was very very wrong about that. After completing my
application, which was fortunately accepted by Miss Jennifer, my first
session was set. I can’t even explain the nerves and excitement I
felt for the three weeks before that first session, so many thoughts going
through my head I couldn’t even think straight. Time flew by and
before I knew it I was at the hotel for our scheduled session. I
almost turned around in the parking lot, and then again when I was inside the
hotel, but the second Miss Jennifer opened the door and greeted me with her
beautiful, warm smile and sweet demeanour, the
nerves started to dissipate. We talked for a while and Miss Jennifer really
took the time to get to know me, my desires, needs, concerns, and what I
was looking to get out of the session. I had chosen a life
coaching/discipline session and she took genuine interest and time to get
to the root of the issues I needed help dealing with and the desired
outcome I wanted to find. Now, I’m not good at opening up to people,
especially to someone I barely know, but Miss Jennifer is one of the
warmest and most genuine and caring people I’ve ever met which made it all
so much easier.
I’m not sure how long we talked for but without me
even clueing into what was happening, Miss Jennifer had turned on the music
(be warned, that’s the cue that it’s about to start!), sat on the bed, and
told me to pull down my pants and get over her lap. She had also
brought a number of menacing-looking wooden implements over to the bed with
her that were placed in her reach (good for her, not so good for me).
She started with a warm-up with her hand but don’t be fooled, it
hurt. A lot. Started lightly but quickly got harder until all I
could think about was the searing pain in my backside. At some point
she switched from her hand to a wooden paddle and hairbrush, but I honestly
couldn’t even tell you when she switched, her hand delivered just as hard
of a blow that the paddles did. I clutched the pillow for dear life
and focused all of my energy on staying still and not squirming away to
give my poor bottom a break. Even having experienced some
spanking/paddling/whipping/caning in the BDSM world years back, that was
not even comparable to the disciplinary spanking I was receiving right then
and there. Miss Jennifer was in complete and total control, which I
both loved and hated in that moment.
Miss Jennifer delivered a very real, very stern,
very strict, and VERY hard spanking. At the same time though, I
always felt completely safe and could tell that she genuinely cared about
my well-being. It was also very apparent that this was not just a job
for her, she loves what she does and that came across clearly throughout
The after effect was a very
bruised bottom and a sense of calm and happiness inside of me that I have
never felt before in my life. I don’t know how to explain it other
than there is something that happens to the soul when a deep-rooted desire
and need is finally satisfied. I left that room with a huge smile on
my face, along with a happiness, clarity and focus that I’ve never had
before. The experience was so wonderful that I scheduled my next
meeting and saw Miss Jennifer again three weeks later for a session that
was even more incredible than the first one (still feeling the effects of
For those who are uncertain, nervous, or not sure
if they can do this, all I can say is that you are in the best of hand with
Miss Jennifer. She genuinely cares about people and takes a real
interest in getting to know her spankees to
ensure that they have the best experience possible. My only regret is
not emailing Miss Jennifer two years ago when I first found out about
– Female (2016)