March 20, 2010
To Whom it May Concern ;
After an appropriate period of deliberation, I have come to the decision to tender my resignation from this workplace, effective immediately.
Please know that I still maintain a high level of respect for you as a supervisor and a manager, and I thank you sincerely for the support and assistance you have offered me in each of those roles. I have been proud to work for this design shop over the past year, it has been a journey that has provided me an unparalleled foundation to move forward to new and exciting opportunities.
To that end, I have decided to become a professional pirate. It has always been a dream of mine to live the life of a swashbuckling bad girl, answering to none and master of all. Once my crew of submissive men is assembled, we shall take to the empty unknown of the high seas to pursue fortune, fame, and hair raising adventure.
Our path may not be filled with the sweet comfort and hi-tec wonder that your shop provides, but we shall nonetheless move forward to carve a name for ourselves in the name of femdom and death defying derring-do. Once I have all deck man at my foot and the Jolly Roger is flapping high above me, I believe I will find my true calling.
Please note that I am currently accepting applications for First Officer, if you are at all interested in applying. I will provide a full food and medical plan, which will offer exclusive meals from my ass along with coverage of all maladies other than scurvy and the occasional bout of rickets.
I penned that resignation letter what seems like a very long time ago at a job that sewed the seeds for my eventual true calling.
You see, when I wrote jokingly in my recent story saying I was going to be the next Dread Pirate Roberts I didn’t seriously think that i would actually become the Dread Pirate Roberts. In The Princess Bride though, Wesley was able to assume the pirate’s name. A trick that I don’t think I can get away with if I start telling you my name is Jaa. Or can I?
So here we are. I am now indeed the Dread Pirate Mistress Jaa the 2nd, as the old Dread Pirate Mistress Jaa has now officially retired and is living well off on an island in the Carribean surrounded by rich hunky men with 6 pack stomachs. Good for her! I will say something about Jaa. She is more genius than you know. Every time I asked her about this business she always told me it is just a rope to help her climb. Not so much to climb out of poverty but to climb towards her dreams and goals. She has achieved every goal she has imagined for herself, and she did it within 5 years. I graduated University, in New Zealand nonetheless, with honors 5 years ago and there is nobody in that University that I went to, now or before, who is smarter than Jaa.
Let’s leave it at that and leave her be.
First thing to do is to officially quit my other job by handing in my resignation letter, something which I have to admit I’ve always wanted to do in dramatic fashion. I wanted to tell my boss who was always telling me “you better change your attitude or else” just what exactly “or else” is and that i chose it for myself. I’d like to say he wasn’t impressed with my humor, but rather he’s just to fucking stupid a human being to understand comedy.
With that taken care of I bought myself an eye patch, a hook and booked my first professional photo shoot for what was yesterday afternoon. Hey here’s a good idea, let’s put me in a stuffy room with no air and all windows so the sun can make me feel like a squeezed lime as I pose half naked in 50 degree heat. I’m so used to having deck-hands lick the sweat off my body that the photography artist had to tell me to stop wiggling my feet every time I felt a bead of sweat meander it’s way from my toe to my heel.
You know what a perfect moment is? It’s that moment where you don’t want to trust someone with a secret … like what I do for a living … and then realize you can because he’s the perfect person to tell. When the artist asked me for what purpose do I need the photos to look so classy and dominant I hesitated to tell him. It wasn’t until we were looking at the proofs back in his studio that I saw that the logo for his business card was him on his knees with his face buried in a girl’s ass. I opened my Gallery app on my phone, flipped to my videoed session last week where i made the guy follow me around my condo with his face in my ass and made him watch. I saw him swallow when he looked from my phone to my ass which was half coming out of my dress and then to my eye. His look had both lust and understanding and we knew we had a perfect match for the photo shoot.
I’ll have the photos within 6 days, that’s time enough for you swabs to board my good ship Pasaya, get on your knees and declare your loyalty to your new Pirate Domina. Hmm, is that an oxymoron? Maybe, maybe not. My treasure chest fills with men’s hearts that i steal while they struggle to claim the bounty for perfect servitude which is my more than perfect pussy.
We’ve set sail. Raise a glass of Rum with me boys.
“To the pain!”
Jaa the 2nd xx