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Calling His GF Calls His Bluff

[dropcap style=”dropcap3″]L[/dropcap] est you think all my sessions are flawlessly great I’m gonna tell you straight up about a session I had last night that didn’t end well. I’m writing it so you will get a better idea of what my expectations were of him and what my reaction might be when someone falls miserably short of following through what they said they would do.

Again, to go over the math of why the onus is upon you to please me initially, if we consider that a month has 30 days on average and that I’m gonna take a day off a week that leaves 25 working days each month where I can book a maximum of 2 sessions a day. That’s 50 sessions a month proving contrary to popular belief a Thai chick can multiply. In those 50 sessions I’m looking for not only men that are intellectually stimulating but also ones who present session ideas to me that engage my imagination and make me excited enough to sit down and answer with a 15 minute long email.

The guy i agreed to see yesterday was one of those guys who wrote out his ideas well enough but even then with 52 sessions to send to my recycle bin I was on the fence to see him or not until I read the thing about involving his girlfriend in the email :

[framed_box width=”760px” bgColor=”rgba(242,225,207,1)” borderColor=”#c0af9d” textColor=”#626477″ rounded=”true” align=”center”]I like Role Play – I like the movie: “The Story of O” (1975) The play: if possible, you visit me in my hotel (4-5 stars) as a friend – you wear office dress – under dress lingerie (black) stockings (black) – red lips and red finger nails – high hill shoes – – – you let me drink two glasses wine – you try to turn me sexually on – i get horny – you want sex – i refuse – you try harder – i refuse – you get angry and horny – you tie me up – i refuse sex – you spank me – and then you discover that spanking me gives YOU pleasure – so you spank me until YOU COME – – – maybe – while spanking – you let me call my gf – and she can listen to my suffering – – – the whole game is sensual – I am NOT into hard spanking – sensual play – – -I don’t want sex AND I don;t want to come at this session…. after “you come” – – you let me drink 2 more glasses of wine….. (That’s the play) What do you think??? [/framed_box]

I asked somebody this week what he thought about me when we first met and he replied

“You like the subtle domination of getting people to do what you want vs the overt.”

…which is exactly true. The session immediately interested me because seducing this guy to the point where I could call his girlfriend and he wouldn’t care was damn sexy. I had the idea running through my head of calling this girl and planting a seed in her mind by saying,

“I’m gonna send your boyfriend home to you without making him cum so he won’t have technically cheated on you, that’ll happen when you finish him off and he’s thinking it was me doing it.”

So even though he was asking for a 10pm session right after my very tiring Salsa dance class and that I had to do a rare session in his hotel which wasn’t anywhere close to dance class I still took the session to do this fantasy together with him.

An hour into the session I had him eating out of the palm of my hand. Sixty year old guys always bend the knee before me and this guy I didn’t find particularly challenging , as slaves go he was about as interesting as a mural of white paint yet I was just seducing away biding my time ’til I had him bound to the bed and could reach for his phone.

It’s when I had his phone in my hand that things got interesting as he wasn’t all to keen on having me call his girlfriend after all. Really? Imagine that. Didn’t take me long to find his two most frequently called numbers, both with girls faces as the contact photo and as I threatened to call the first one he started crying out “NO” more times than a hooker giving up backdoor service does.

He gave me permission to call “the other one” that lives in Bangkok. Ah, his prostitute girlfriend. No, I don’t want to call someone with an IQ lower than a glass of water, I want to call the other one, the REAL girlfriend who no doubt has given her approval for him to dip his dick anywhere he wishes.

Well that’s what I wanted to find out anyways, but he vehemently disapproved.

So I just said “look, if you’re not gonna follow through on your fantasy, something that you wrote and then re-confirmed in a later email then we’re done with the session.” Cuz if he wasn’t gonna allow me to call her then that’s just like taking a girl to the circus but not letting her kick the clowns in the balls … what’s the point of having the session if there’s nothing in it for me. So you know, a minute later I had hopped off him and was dressing to go when he challenged me on my decision saying I had no idea how to run my business if I’m just leaving abruptly like that.

I told him no I disagree and that I am quite certain I do know how to run this business to which he replied “well when you’re still doing this in 10 years you’ll know you’ve failed” causing me to snap back “well you won’t be alive in 10 years to know so it’s all good”

As he paid me the session fee he made a point to mention that the money means nothing to a man of his wealth and I made it quite clear that his money was as equally insignificant to me.

Well that turned bitter really fast. There were hunky men on the Spartacus dvd waiting for me back home, I didn’t need to engage in a pissing contest with a guy who looked like a Chinese Shar-Pei dog.

Session sucked. Meh, no big deal, I’m just saddened his girlfriend will never know how close she came to having an unstoppable seed of doubt planted permanently in her head. Sad.

Jaa² xx

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August 6, 2015
The Dungeon of Your Mind

If I was in this for the money i’d see only the 10 guys asking me to shit in their mouths this week, finish all those sessions in less than an hour and deposit 100,000 in my bank. I can guarantee you that if I did that I’d be leaving this job before December. I really try instead to focus on enjoying what I do and to choose only the people who i think will help me enjoy sessions.

“I want this and this and this and this and this and i want 4 hours” type of emails … I answer them politely still but i am not interested to book a session at all. If next Sunday comes and I learned to be a better Mistress or learned to read a man more by choose my sessions carefully then my life is better.

Is this session gonna help me be a better mistress? …

“Introduce Yourself : Barb , 44, USA What are your interests for your session? Give/Receive Piss, Receive Scat, Smothering, Tens Unit, sounds, fisting, sucking, fucking How Long of a Session would you like? 4 Hours With whom would you like your session with? Mistress Jaa ; Pick a Date 03-07-2015”

This guy is in more dire need of a prostitute than any white man in history. So i’m down to 16, that one was easy.

I guess the biggest benefit of being popular is being able to look for and choose the men that intrigue me. So? Intrigue me !!!

I hold the key to the dungeon of your mind. Make me want to walk the steps to your door instead of the steps of the 16 others.

Jaa² xx
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June 29, 2015
Jaa vs Roma

Just because I love the lighter, sexier, seductive side of BDSM doesn’t mean that I’m soft and gentle to the point where I can not be mean. I can, it’s just that I prefer to make a man submit by torturing his mind rather than his body. Some times though guys just do or say something that wakes up the Pasaya side of me and when they do, look out. In this last case it was the safe word Roma that got me snarling right from the first email …

u can fuck me with a dick big like mine , but after if i resist you can go bigger , I will have the password “roma” just in case that i can not take it and i am really in pain , also if u will give me slap too strong and too many or u will squeeze my nipple too strong i will use the password “roma” if i can…. I’d also like you to look like a sadistic police woman , if u have a uniform i’d like it a lot.

By the time I got to the end of that first email I knew he’d be screaming Roma within minutes.

But hang on for a sec. Before I start going into my bitchy side a bit further, i wanna make it clear to you that sweet and sexy persuades a man much much more than being cold and harsh does.

Hi Jaa Thanks for your time yesterday. For me to spend time with a girl who is so obviously out of my league was amazing. Your pictures online are great but I don’t think they do you justice, you are definitely more beautiful in person. I think that is why I was a bit shy when I first arrived. I have to say the session wasn’t quite what I thought it would be. For some reason I thought you would be a bit colder or harsher?! But you were so kind and gentle with me but entirely in control and I loved every minute of it and wouldn’t have changed anything? If you’ll have me back I’ll love to see you again next time I am in Bangkok, whenever that might be. Cheers

You see, my “sadistic” police woman uniform has gotten men to submit to me in ways they never thought they would more so when I was Officer Bitch than when I’ve been playing the role of Officer Jaa.

The key is to be totally in control and that’s something that can’t be taught.

So anyways, Mr. “BigDickLikeMine” comes into the condo and I had to laugh to myself right away once I saw his pony sized dick. Look, unless you’ve mistakenly held your dick in your hand thinking it’s a 1.5 liter water bottle, don’t talk about your dick being big. It’s like convincing somebody from Nepal that Mt.Washington is enormous. Wrong! I’ve seen dicks that would make a black dude jump back and say “damn”. Hmmm, i hope that joke holds up because truthfully I haven’t done a session with a black guy yet so I’m kinda hoping there’s nothing out there bigger than 1.5 liters.

Now he told me he wanted me to put him through a punishing exercise routine, like 50 push ups, 50 sit ups, 50 burpees in 3 sets but that being a Muay Thai fighter it’d be hard to break him. See, he didn’t count on me sitting on his back with his toes clinging to the edge of the bed as i whipped his ass doing his first round of push ups. “Roma Roma Roma” he cried out after about the 20th push up.

“You know what, I don’t like that word because you chose it yourself … from now on your safe word is ‘ee-dok’. For those of you who know Thai, keep that joke to yourself lol. “For another thing, I don’t think you should be counting in English, you should be counting in Thai.” I added and ran through our numbers from 1 to 20 and told him to start again.

“Neung”

“Ok”

“I forget” he says. “Forget is not a Thai number, start again” i demanded

“ee dok , ee dok, ee dok” he shouts out like a donkey and with his arms shaking trying to hold me up as we start again at 1 on his way to 50 of his first set he gives up.

“That doesn’t mean anything, give me the right pronunciation if you want to stop.” and i whipped his bare ass many times to help jog his memory of our Thai tone he heard me teach him once. So we’re not even 5 minutes into the 2 hour session and he thinks he’s been broken whereas I haven’t even begun. Fine, I’ll let him out of his push up routine in exchange for tying him to all four corners of the bed so he’s spread open like a butterfly’s wings.

I turn the computer so he can look over his right shoulder and see the monitor playing the ball kicking video from last week where I Muay Thai kicked the guys balls for 2 hours straight.

“roma … fuck … roma roma roma” he shakes his head at me …. “no way, no way”

“What is roma? Means nothing to me anymore” i said.

“ee cock , ee fok , ee duck … i dunno … roma roma roma”

That’s the problem with these safe words, they don’t roll off the tongue so easily when it’s not in your language. “ee what?” i asked.

“Ok i’ll do anything else but that I can’t go that far” he pleads.

“That’s perfect, that’s actually what I was hoping you would say” and it’s true because guys have this fantasy in their minds where they say “i’ll do anything” and in their brain it’s playing out like he’s gonna be forced to do something “horribly sexy and hot” … it’s gotta be why 90% of the guys in my sessions say that out loud.

So I went to my bucket of toys and pulled out my cat of nine tails black shiny whip. With my left hand I pulled the skin under his balls down tightly so his very hard cock was standing up like the Leaning Tower of Roma , or Pizza .. wherever, you get my point 555 … and you now know exactly where I was aiming with my many tailed whip.

“ee fuck”

“Like how can you see ee fuck when we haven’t even started yet? And what is ee fuck is that the new digital fuck like i saw in the movie Her is being called?” I joked with him.

Slap! … I struck his dick sideways so that most of the whip’s tails would hit the shaft of his cock and the rest smack his stomach. He made that sound you make when you’ve momentarily slipped beyond terrified … like the moment they tell you Jar Jar is once again in the new Star Wars this year. Ya that sound … the one you just made. Joking by the way haha.

as if a million hookers suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced. I fear something terrible has happened

Universally guys don’t like having their dicks slapped, why is that? I mean pretty much every lover I’ve had has given himself his own permission to slap my pussy or my ass yet when I return the favor it’s all Roma Roma Roma immediately.

So I’ll stop there so you guys don’t start coming to my sessions all hunched over cringing and covering your cock waiting outside my condo. This was a special case. The guy is 3 times the size of me, had a laundry list of things i’m to do to him in the session and he had his own safe word. A guy like that has to be broken down immediately and while the last hour and fifty minutes was sexy and not mean… those minutes didn’t have to be. Not after Roma went back from being a safe word to a football team again, allowing me to slip from Bitchy to myself… and totally in control.

xx

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May 31, 2015
Evolution of Submission

The client today preferred to see a Mistress who could use her brain rather than her body. He asked if i could do it and i said “yes, let’s do it and see”.

Actually, he was a dominant kind of guy, not a submissive kind of guy at all. When i teased him he got hard and then i blindfolded him saying as I did it …

“i prefer you use your imagination and your feeling and answer my questions because now i’m your boss”

I tried to do Tease & Denial in a sweet way first and my idea was to change my style to a harder way after like slapping his dick if he was bad.

He had said in his email “let’s see if you can make me open my mouth to swallow spit, up to you boss you can do whatever you want to me” so i said …

“ok lets see if you mean it or if you’re lying to me because i really hate liars and i always catch the guy who is lying”

So i began by tying his dick and his balls but at first i could only find one ball so i asked him how many balls do you have, i only see one. He said three.

i said “really? i only found two so far, where’s the other one?”

“you have to find it” he said back to me.

“ok i’ll find it dont worry” and i started by squeezing his balls and dick really hard and he screamed “ow ow it hurts, it hurts”

“why are you screaming already” i said, “i’m just trying to find the other ball”

“you hurt me” he answered

“i didn’t hurt you baby i’m just doing my job trying to find your third ball”

But i didn’t find it so i slapped his dick and said “see you lied to me” hitting his dick very hard about four times.

i said “i told you i hate liars, don’t lie to me again”

I grabbed him by his face and told him he is full of nothing but lies and he told me that i’m such a bad girl as i held his face like that.

“bad girl? you said i was such a sweet girl before , see you just lied again” and i slapped him on his face again just for that.

After that i told him to go lie on the bed so he lies down and his dick is still hard the whole time. He looks at his dick and says “my dick hates you”

i said “really? i don’t think so because your reaction is totally different from what you’re saying

to prove it i hit his dick hard again and it got even harder

“see” i said, “your dick doesn’t hate me, you’re thinking with the top brain, the one in your head, but the other brain loves me really”

Because every time i would hit his dick it would get harder than before so here again is another lie from his mouth.

“this is the third time already i caught a lie coming from your mouth” i told him

i squeezed his nipples very very hard until he couldn’t take it any more and i said “say sorry to me”

“no why do i have to say sorry” he answered me back

he had to say sorry because if not i just hit his dick harder and harder and when finally he said it i stopped and was very nice to him suddenly

“good boy, good boy” i said to him softly

“have i proven to you that i’m a good boss yet”

“yes” he said

“ok prove it. open your mouth for me”

he didn’t open. i slapped his face a few times and told him “you said i was a good boss, so open your mouth”

still he didn’t open

“see if you don’t open your mouth it means i’m not a good boss, i can’t order you to do something for me. which means you lied to me again”

to punish him i squeezed both his nipples and his dick hard at the same time but he just answered back

“why don’t you just beg me to open my mouth then”

“i’m a boss you’re a slave. who does a boss have to beg a slave to open his mouth”

he said “why? you never beg a man”

“yes never”

“well you can try one time with me, come beg me” he said back

i said “oh you are ordering me now right?” and this time i really squeezed his nipples hard because by this time i knew that he was very sensitive about his nipples being hurt

i squeezed until he couldn’t take it any more and said finally “open your fucking mouth” and he did but just opened it and shut it right away like a baby playing a game

fine. i kept squeezing his nipple and his dick listening to him ask me “ow, are you trying to hurt me?”

“no im not hurting you baby”

“yes it’s hurting me”

“im not hurting you i’m just touching you because you want to play games with your mouth and not do what i’m telling you to do”

twisting his nipple and putting my nails into his dick he was at the point where he couldn’t take it anymore, he was in too much pain.

“ok let’s see again if you are going to be a good slave or not, open … your …. mouth” and he opened it, without tricking me by closing it this time. he kept it open.

i dropped my spit down his throat and that was it, done, i won the little game he wanted to play.

“i’m lucky i don’t live in thailand” he said after.

“why is that”

“because then i’d have to come and see you every week” he laughed

“really?” i said

“yes you’re a dangerous girl” he said. “it’s not because of your body, it’s not because of your size, it’s because of your brain”

“i’m not dangerous, i’m just a dumb girl”

“you know you’re not”

“haha ya i think so but i just have a small body, 3 times smaller than you, how can i be dangerous”

“you know” he said, “Hitler was a German man with a small body too, but he controlled all of Germany’s army.”

“Hitler is not German, he was born in Austria” i answered

“how do you know that”

“don’t know, i just guessed” i laughed

he smiled, “i know you didn’t guess, you’re educated, you have a brain”

“maybe”

“men and woman are different” he says

“men are just dominant” i said back. “they have a bigger size, bigger muscle, in history the man was always the hunter while the woman stayed in the home taking care of the children”

“the woman’s gene has been dormant for a long time, but it shows the powerful side is still coded in women when it comes to anger. men use their voice and power but women can control their emotion better than a man.

men think they are the best of the two species because they have power. they have ultimately the power to rape women if he wants.

but don’t forget, you were born submissive, to your mom.

you were submissive before you were even born.

the real gene inside us says that men are born to be submissive, and it’s women that are born to be dominant. Evolution is just starting to prove that now.

Jaa xx

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March 19, 2015