I am Lady Jane, a young Mistress from Munich.
The most important details about me can be found on my homepage www.DominaEscort.net
I made my hobby my job. My life revolves around power, sexuality, desire, humility, domination, fetish, pain and submission. In short, sadomasochism. I live in Munich and use the most beautiful dominatrix studio in Munich once a week, I also offer my service as the dominant escort Lady Jane globally.

I want to share my bizarre experiences with others, to show ​​the diversity of sexual fantasy and the importance around its communication.
My experience spans the S&M spectrum, from soft to hard .
SM needs communication. Men, women and couples trust me to deliver their desires . Professionally I facilitate self-discovery and sexual satisfaction: What turns you on, what not? I'm fascinated, by people actually living the S&M life.
In my private life I meet people , who consider S&M an abnormal practice.
Yes, S&M is different, but it is not „sick“. I am of the opinion, everyone should explore their sexual fantasies, because „it is only perverted, if you don't find somebody to experience it with." Where does S&M actually begin? A blindfold maybe, handcuffs, a pat on the butt, a scrape of the partner's spine, gentle bites? We've all done it before, or? The important thing is, not to judge others for their preferences, not to despise, just because of something alternative makes them tick. I love the bizarre and I feel at home in this world. I'm open about my job as a dominatrix. Friends and family know about my kinky lifestyle. Some can handle it better, than others.

I will update my Dominatrix blog with my experiences, bizarre adventures and photos. I hope, you'll find stimulation in the stories. Now enjoy reading!

Kinky regards, Lady Jane



A persian proverb says: "Courtesy is a capital, where the more you spend, the richer you become. "

I expect courtesy and good manners , when you contact me.

The easiest way is to contact me by email.

Addresse your message to jane@dominaescort.net

In your request you should mention the following points:


  • Your name

  • Date, time of day & duration

  • City and meeting place (dominatrix studio, hotel, restaurant etc.)

  • Your preferences, any taboos

  • If we already know, please mention this!



I prefer the contact by mail, SMS or WhatsApp.



You want to make me happy?

With a gift you can put a smile on my face.

I love it, if you show me your devotion!

Please address to jane@dominaescort.net or hand it over personally.


Wild head cinema

After a year of acclimaization with a standard chastity cage, I took it off in the presence of Lady Jane and slipped on the custom-made cage, like a condom, stainless steel only. Lady Jane took the two supplied keys and since then I have not seen the keys.

Which is also not necessary, because the times when I was open for orgasms, they are finally over, emphasizes Lady Jane. I should also be able to by now, to get through an entire year without orgasm.

That sounded like head cinema, after pretty wild head cinema.

Many years, long before I met Lady Jane, I imagined myself very often, how awesome it would be, when a dominant woman takes absolute control of my sexual activities. It is primarily about the feeling of being at someone's else mercy and of deep dedication, that intoxicates me.

I am only beginning to understand, that Lady Jane intends to do just that, namely to put my crazy imagination into practice. Lady Jane has been choosing my sex partners for a long time, but so far this has always been associated with horny cumshot on my part.

The year 2020 will not be remembered just because of Corona, but because the year 2020 has been completely abstinent for me so far. I could jerk off with lust as I write these lines.

My life in chastity started long ago.


The Stockholm syndrome

The victim's affection for the gangster


The phenomenon, that victims often show solidarity with or even identify with their tormentors, was first described by the American psychiatrist Frank Ochberg.
Stockholm syndrome is named after a bank robbery in the Swedish capital in the year 1973, where a victim felt affection for his hostage-taker. The victims of Stockholm syndrome sometimes even feel love for the perpetrator. And that's exactly how it was for me.


I am Magnus, 52 years old and run a family business.

Like every Thursday evening, I went by car to jog in a forest near Munich.

Shortly after I started running, it started to rain and the forest floor became muddy with every minute. I enjoyed the fresh forest air and I met no other people at all.

It was getting dark, when I came back to the forest parking lot after my run. Luckily it had stopped raining and so I started to stretch in front of my car as usual. I did my stretching exercises when I registered a reflection in my car window and heard a noise behind me.

I was about to turn around, but it was already too late. I was knocked out with a precise thump on the back of my head.

I do not know, how long I was passed out. Whether only minutes or hours or what happened to me during this time.


When I woke up and looked at the most beautiful green eyes, it happened to me immediately.

Only then did I notice the balaclava and the lady's skintight leather outfit.
I stuttered where I was and what had happened. With a cheeky grin, the lady in leather explained something to me. But her words echoed past me. A breath of warm air brushed my ear and caused the hairs on the back of my neck, to straighten up. My eyes wandered down from her green eyes and stayed on the bright red lips, of the absolutely unknown to me. Her lascivious lips moved, when she held a white cloth with her leather glove over my nose and mouth and I lost consciousness again.

When I slowly came to my senses, I felt, that my limbs were asleep, because I was tied up and my mouth hurt too, because I was also gagged.
I was alone and defenseless. I shivered at the thought of my masked hostage-taker. not a cold shiver, but a hot one!

My hostage-taker totally drove me crazy. I felt, that I had an erection.

Then suddenly the door opened and I realized, that I was in a van.
My hostage-taker switched on the light and looked at my erection with a sincere smile, that stood out clearly through my sports pants. She just sat on my best piece in her leather outfit and looked deep into my eyes. She looked threatening. The kidnapper murmured in my ear, that she has a hold over me. This sentence was hardly uttered, she grabbed me by the balls gently but tight enough. A startled sound crept out of my throat.

My kidnapper explained, that she was keen on my valuable watch collection and my precious metals. She particularly emphasized the word "keen".

With the other hand she stroked my face and freed me from my gag, then her hand went to her neck. She squeezed gently. Now she had me fully under control with both hands.
My blood was boiling and she whispered to me: "You are my horny money hostage and I am your money-hungry gangster bride." It totally brought me into ecstasy. I tried to nod.

One hand was still on the throat, the other on my crown jewels. Then she squeezed harder with both hands, that made me gasp for joy. The gangster bride made me clearly understand, that this is a hopeless situation, in which I am and that she always gets what she wants.
It felt like minutes, but it must have been hours.

Then we drove to my home. My hands were handcuffed and I gave her what my hostage-taker wanted. After she had my valuables, she threatened me with the words: "If you ever say a single word to anyone about this…“. She ran her finger along her throat.


It was an absolutely sensational experience, that you can really only wish everyone.
Since then, I've been dreaming of my hostage-taking and my beautiful kidnapper in leather at night.
I don't want anything more, than being attacked again by my hostage-taker and finally being allowed to look into her face. Is the Stockholm syndrome curable?


Stockholm Syndrome


The corks pop and a new year begins.

Looking back on the year 2019 I can say, that it was a wonderful year. Incredibly beautiful, truly exciting and extremely varied.

Thank you for your trust in me.

Let 2020 be so indecent, magical and adventurous as 2019!




Good morning Agent Jane Bond. your mission, if you accept it, relates to locate the target person Mister L. in South Tyrol, to seduce him with your elegant charms and abduct him than to a secret mountain hut. As always, should you or a member of your team get caught, the minister will deny all knowledge of your existence. This message destroys itself in five seconds.


Wednesday, late afternoon – secret helicopter base in the Dolomites: Agent Jane Bond, dressed in finest black leather pants and boots spotted her victim at the heliport. Her accomplice takes the helicopter to the launch area. Mister L. may take a seat. Agent Jane skillfully knocks out the target person, draws him a mask over and ties Mister L. with cable ties. Agent Bond takes the wheel. „Boarding completed, ready for departure "says Jane Bond and the adventure starts towards the mountain hut. After a sightseeing flight at sunset along the Dolomites course will be made to the remote mountain hut – where Jane Bond skilfully turns the helicopter and lands on a hill in 2.500 meters.

There is already an accomplice with the skidoo waiting, but before Mister L. is all right again, he is loaded by Agent Jane on the skidoo. This is followed by a rapid drive through the deep snow towards the hut in the “Gangsta’s Paradies”, secret headquarter of Lady Jane.

Mister L. becomes fully conscious and notices horrified, that he is tied to a chair.

Jane Bond now wears a little black dress with opera gloves leather and black fine tights, that hugs her legs perfectly. Her stockinged feet are in designer high heels. The sight of Agent Jane alone drives her victim crazy. With her foot smell and other methods Jane Bond makes her sacrifice Mister L. weak-willed. the se- and abduction has been completely successful again. You can always rely on Agent Jane Bond.