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expect me to be in any outfit that is not okay to wear in public.
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
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 up."
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
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
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
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 NOTHING!"
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!
K. June 2016
REVIEW – MISS
JENNIFER, LONDON, APRIL 2016
I always 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
From the 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.
We had 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 again.
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Have you ever found yourself trying to suppress the
urge to get spanked, either by yourself or by someone else as a form of
punishment? To our society, this desire is unacceptable, but to you,
it is so real, so true, and at time it was so hard to ignore. Just
know that you are not alone.
Two years ago, the desire came out of a blue, and
I tried all I could to not engage it. But the thought kept coming
back, and after searching through the internet, I saw two disciplinarians
with the hope that I would receive the spanking that was hard enough, so
that every time the desire surfaces, I could remind myself not to “go
Unfortunately, I did not get the desired results
after seeing the two disciplinarians.
Two years after, I still cannot shake the thought
out of my head. So I visited the internet again. I saw
Jennifer’s website before but decided not to contact her because I didn’t
know when she would come to my area, as well as the “seemed too complicated
application” scared me. However, I gave it a try this time.
Well, the process was not as bad as I thought, and
Jennifer was willing to make accommodations… so we met shortly after.
And I got what I was looking for.
D from NJ
I let Miss Jennifer spank
me in March 2015. I'm not sure if I met with an angel or a demon, or if it
makes a difference. A seldom-advertised side of Miss Jennifer's services is
the way that introducing a little - or really, a lot - of discipline in
your life can help you in a quest to become a better person. This wasn't
even remotely on my mind when I turned to Miss Jennifer initially, but when
she broke through my pain threshhold - admittedly
in a safe, secure way but still definitely delivering that searing dose of
pain - I was also able to open up to her about a lot that had been ailing
me, that I had not even planned on mentioning. I regained a sense of
self-control I had been lacking in a long time. This set me on track to
successfully overcome several personal demons in the months following, and
also rebuilt a bridge to my past that I did not even realize before badly
In summary, I got way more
than I asked for, which really is more than you can even thank somebody
for. Thank you Miss Jennifer, it was an admittedly painful, but life-changing
He waited over a 1 year to write the testimonial as he wanted to see
the long-term result…he tells me.
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.
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
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.
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 wisdom.
couple notes to remember:
Don't ever tell Miss J you are too cute to be spanked. It doesn't
Bring a pillow for the ride home but don't tell Miss J you have
recommend her wholeheartedly!
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.