Here’s a sure sign that tells me I’m way too used to being filmed lately.
Yesterday I was out and about knocking off my ‘to do’ list of errands right from the get-go I kept running into these “are you fucking kidding me?” moments. You know, those moments where some dude says something , or you see something outrageous right before your eyes and you whisper those exact words.
Usually just one such incident is enough to set us off right? Well I had three in succession.
Only … I broke the 4th wall on each one by glancing away at an invisible camera as if I was being filmed , just like Ferris does in Ferris Bueller’s Day Off …
Because , no shit, there’s been a camera in my face nearly every other day for a year straight and so … ya … I sometimes feel like Ferris here in real life.
Started with me being on the BTS and I got this email for a supposed session … from a girl.
A 70 year old fat woman who wanted to be abused and humiliated.
Well right off the bat my spidey senses were tingling … except whereas a male Spiderman’s senses would tingle his obdula oblongota , mine just tickles my nipples. ie: I can smell bullshit a mile away. ( <– finally borrowing that saying from an old American friend )
Here’s his email and my instantaneous reply …
Perhaps, had he changed the file name to “me playin bingo” I’d have bought his story for .01 hundredth of a second longer.
Point is though, when I hit reply – I looked up at that invisible camera and broke the 4th wall right away – just for an instant – and then went back to my email.
Seconds after that as I stand up to get off a foreigner comes to stand beside me – gawks at me – which given how I’ve been dressing lately out in public is fine I’ll give him that – and opens with “hey , I’m new here, can you help me find a good place to eat around here?”
Immediately I break the 4th wall but this time I hold it … so much so that the blonde hair dude glances over his shoulder to see who or what I’m looking at.
“If you were as white as Casper the Ghost I’d buy that you were new … but you’re darker than the tar baby in Br’er Rabbit … so ya, that’s a lie.”
“Oh” he was momentarily surprised , then composed himself to say “you’re clever, I like clever girls.”
To which I snapped “no you don’t , you like ez pussy, that’s why you’ve been here so long that your skin’s turned black , now kindly fuck off.”
And out of the train I stepped , went down the steps , out the turnstile where I got whistled at … loudly.
Turned around and saw a guy from my country who must have been 80 or if not, 90 years old , with one leg and a fu manchu silver-white moustache with matching eyebrows to boot , exactly like the guy from Kill Bill
Again, broke the 4th wall and even smiled for the non-existent camera , then fuck it … shook my ass for him as I walked away doing the walk that I do which gives guys instant hard ons …
Not that he could get it up at that age, but at least he’ll remember me as much as I have his eyebrows perma burned into my memory now.
Ya so that’s it, rapid fire wtf moments , all inside a 5 minute span and then after that a pretty normal day.
Ah , well there was this dude in a Ferrari stuck in traffic outside my condo. I laughed at him as I went into the bakery to order my coffee and my apple turnover.
Then laughed at him 5 minutes later when I walked out and caught up and passed him 20 meters down the street.
I dunno man, having a sports car in this city is about as useful as trying to shoot pool with a piece of rope know what I mean?
What else. Ah yes. The pCloud – damn am I proud of myself for coming up with that idea for storing our 400 femdom clips.
I suggested to Mistress Wael who’s going through the same anal retentive song and dance charade that I had to go through to get her models approved for onlyfans … just so she can post her videos on the blog …. to just don’t.
“Give all your subscribers your pCloud folder password and just inform them of every new video name and its location when you load it every morning.”
Took 6 months for me to realize that there’s absolutely no point in uploading anything remotely controversial to the main blog. Only thing the main blog is for is shaking my tits ‘n ass …
All the juicy videos go to the pCloud and are linked and so … now Wael and I are fighting over who gets to load videos to our pCloud all morning afternoon and night via games of rock , paper , scissors … which is impossible to win vs. Wael.
Seriously, if any of you can win a game of ‘first to 10 wins’ in rock paper scissors with her please for the love of broccoli tell me how you do/did it. Thank you.
Anyways, she’s happy, she’s got like 40 loaded already with another 60 or so to go. She’ll be live with that to all her subscribers by tomorrow. Now my next mission is to get ladyboy Mistress Arita down here so we can do the same for her.
Ok that’s today’s update. On my onlyfans this first half of the week I’m featuring the super hot Tease & Denial videos I shot over the weekend and then I’m chomping at the bit to film a wonderful foot / stocking / shoe worship video that was submitted to me.
Which reminds me … IF any of you guys have creative ideas as to what would look great on video … PLEASE … write it down and share it to us.
We LOVE guys with imagination who email us and say “this is a cool idea from my imagination , do you mind if I share it with you?” Yes, yes and yes. Please, with sugar. Ok not sugar, Stevia.
I’ve shot almost every single idea submitted so far. So if you have great ideas don’t hesitate to drop yours in my gmail inbox:
Later boys,
xx
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I have this GREAT idea for how to further humiliate my Tinder dates … as this is what’s keeping me amused this year while I wait patiently for sessions to return to their previous volume.
Only one problem … this idea of mine is a great one to romanticize about doing , but has failed spectacularly in person so far … and not once but twice. In fact all I’ve done trying to implement this idea at the very start of the last two dinner dates was to lose my free 5 star dinner.
Yet , I persist.
For come the day that I actually pull this off , it’s going to be worth all the collective failures that came before hand.
So what is this great idea your Mistress has … I can hear you asking this already.
Ok well, I have in my possession a chastity device of poor rubber quality that I’ve been wanting to part ways with in lieu of one of my nicer metal chastities that arrived last month.
But a chastity device , like a ship’s inaugural voyage, needs a proper send off, wouldn’t you concur?
So the idea is to dress up spectacularly just as I did last time , so much so that my attire guarantees an instant rock hard hardon when my date comes knocking on my door and sees me for the first time.
This … I’ve pulled off every single time, naturally.
But rather than ignore the bulge in the pants, this time I want to address it directly , bringing it to the attention of my date that having such a rock hard cock right off the bat would only serve as a hinderance to our ‘getting to know one another.’
“Because” , I’d say , “such a hard cock means that you, like all my dates before you are just transfixed on the idea of having sex with me” and then I’d explain how none of the guys before him ever got a second date due to that same raging boner.
Boldly – well in my imagination this is how it’d play out – I’d step forward and give his hard cock a rub through his jeans or whatever he was wearing and scoff at it saying that this lump makes it so difficult for either of us to be at ease.
I’d then demand that my date drop to his knees and rub one out right there and then … to ‘relieve the sexual tension’ between us.
I’ll have you know that it was at this very command that both dates have declined to comply, and did so with a snicker each time.
Guys in this city have been so attuned to getting the easiest pussy in the world , and so routinely , that any deviation from the norm isn’t very well accepted.
Them saying no , I can let go , but the snickering … that’s a showdown and from that point if I give in and say anything like “it’s fine, I was joking” I’ll forever lose all power during the date and worse … I’ll get the same snicker when I demand I get taken to my favorite steakhouse rather than the $1 noodle joint he has in mind.
I figured I had two options. Either try the “do it now … or leave” line , or , laugh and giggle while softly coercing him to masturbate for me. The first date on Saturday I went with the giggle option and failed, so Sunday I gave that date the ultimatum line … and he promptly got up and left.
Fuck eh?
But what if had worked, what did I have in store for the guy who would have knelt before me and cum all over my floor?
At that point I would have knelt down and presented my kneeling boy and his softening cock with the rubber chastity.
Explaining to him as I put it on that it’s only temporary and that if he can control himself for the rest of the evening , I’d unlock his dick when we returned to my condo and I’d let him have me right here on the stairs.
Then in the middle of dinner I’d excuse myself to go to the washroom and ghost him – just walk away and delete him from my Line and Tinder chats leaving him permanently locked in his new chastity.
Fuck, imagine the panic? Especially if he’s never been introduced to a chastity and would fret in a sweat that he’d need to have it hacksawed off.
Ah, what’s that saying about the best laid plans of mice and men?
This cruel plan would work on a submissive slave showing up for a date with me , but that’s far too easy. Hell, the slave would no doubt enjoy it and might even leave his dick perma-locked for a long while to help him reminisce about his perfect date.
Alas, I’d have to be living in a city where attaining pussy isn’t the easiest thing to accomplish in the world like it is here.
I’d also need a bit of luck in having my date be one of those “ya, I’ll go along with anything for shit’s ‘n giggles” kind of guy. <– which isn’t the kind of guy I want to target at all. grr.
Well that’s what I’ve been doing for fun. As for work, phase two of the video mirroring project will be done by next weekend at which time I’ll have so much flexibility with how I want to proceed with my pCloud video library.
We’re in the beta testing phase of it on my onlyfans and so far it’s worked wonderfully.
So anyone who’s wanting access to my library of 350 Femdom videos and 1000 photos, you’ll have 3 options by next weekend.
Oh and the Tease & Denial shoot that Mistress Wael shot for me yesterday … it’s lights out hot. My onlyfans boys are going to be jacking off to it all week as I roll those videos out.
Talk to ya tomorrow. I’m trying to get a story out every 2nd day , more or less, using the days in between to schedule my Tinder dinners and writing about it as soon as I get home.
xx
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Ignore this . it’s for seo purposes. have to say chastity surprise a lot. so it’s a chastity surprise birthday. and for his chastity surprise birthday i bought my chastity surprise slave guess what…. that’s right … i bought him a chastity surprise.
Doesn’t every slave want to be locked up permanently? In a chastity surprise move by a girl he doesn’t even know.
Chastity surprise is like that. It’s what I do to men. Chastity surprise is well … it’s um…. a chastity surprise.
there .. that should fill my quota of the # of times I’m required to say chastity surprise to get this story to rank on page 1 for chastity stories. It’s easier to do it this way than to find clever ways of fitting the words chastity surprise into the story.
a story which i’m typing off the top of my head just before i crash as i’m dead fucking tired. so ya, fuck trying to fit chastity surprise into the main part. who the hell reads below the session request form anyways?
SPH , or small penis humiliation isn’t what this is about, its just the name of one of many dudes I’ve chastised lately … for I’ve been humiliating the riff raff of men left in the city pretty much every day since December.
However, let’s be clear – I’m humiliating and rinsing these men for financial reasons – and solely that , as a calculated way to get through this pandemic unscathed.
Like it or not, we all have to eat – every single day, and even trying desperately to control food costs to something reasonable like 500 baht or $15 euros a day still comes to 15,000 a month that comes out of my pocket.
My original prediction – that there would be enough sessions to cover both my condo expense and my food expense was erroneous and there had been a slight drain on my savings since last August .. which if projected out over another whole year would have left me critically low come Christmas 2021.
I have no illusions that this pandemic is going to go away any time soon. I live in a country on the bottom rung of who gets the vaccine so no doubt it’ll still be a haunting thing come your winter.
So, its a damn dog eat dog world out there right now, and in times like this one has to take stock of one’s assets and leverage those assets to get through , by any means necessary.
My greatest asset right now is that I’m 33 and I’m fucking hot. The hottest I’ve ever been. Long gone are the days where I was maturing into this body I have now , I”m a woman now and I fill out this body spectacularly.
I’m confident as fuck as well. Having twisted men to cater to my every whim for nearly a decade has left me a tad cocky I might say.
Other things in my favor is that this pandemic has rinsed the city dry of well-to-do , classy, intelligent business men .. my clientelle. I say that’s in my favor because what’s left is the rift raff of men who , luckily for me, find sinbin city rather empty these days and so online seduction has become a big thing since early 2020. Guys are turning to apps like Tinder to find their fill of pussy instead of frequenting bars , and so for someone like me who’s extremely photogenic , I’m getting a plethora of men everyday who consider me suitable to fuck for but the cost of a cheap dinner.
After all, 99% of the girls in this city have long since been more than willing to open their legs for some noodle soup , and that plays right into my lap for I’m the 1% these boys have never accounted for.
Every sms conversation inevitably has them asking in one form or another “are you really that hot?”
“Yes. Yes I am. Here’s proof” I say .. and lucky for me I have over 2000 pictures in my gallery, each one more stunning than the last one (or so I’ve been told 😛 )
Next question up is “do you live alone?” which loosely translated to fuckspeak is “do you have a private place that we can fuck?” (I can’t fuck at my place cuz my gf’s home all the time … they never say that but it’s true ain’t it?)
“Why yes I do” I reply, showing them a photo of me standing before my gorgeous cathedreal sized window overlooking the city.
At this point I can almost see the guys’ cock piercing through my phone like Debbie Harry’s lips coming through the tv in VideoDrome …
The tricky part is hinting that I’m a hi-so girl , one who’s used to 5 star dining experiences – which I am haha – and I usually begin by suggesting a number of expensive restaurants , and though its an sms conversation I can almost hear them swallow hard when they end up googling all my suggestions.
But I’ll throw in the table joke , and it works every … single … time.
“I love s0-and-so rooftop restaurant because of the small tables” I’ll say.
“Small tables?” they quickly type back.
“Yup, let’s us sit nice and close so it’s easy for me to run my foot up your leg and have my toes play with your cock under your pants.”
That’s all it takes. I’m not just 100% fuckable at that moment, I’m also a tease and somewhat slutty as well … I’ve just ticked off all the boxes for them to commit and sure enough … “what time is good for you?” is the next sentence they’ll type.
No shit, that sentence or some form of it has followed immediately after the small table line a stunning 22 times in a row now. Men , when led by their cock’s brain and not their own – are so so childishly predictable , it’s like taking candy from a baby, truly.
Right, so , teacher-boy with his 15,000 a month salary is now ready to spend 1/2 of his income on one dinner with me all for the fuck of his life , only – he’s hesitant. He hasn’t met me yet, so there’s still that 30 baht noodle soup option followed by a 300 baht short time hotel fuck experience floating around in his head.
Enter … stunning first impression time.
I’ve been wearing progressively jaw dropping clothing choices as the months have rolled on , and I can brazenly do so because there isn’t a soul in the city to take notice , that’s how dead it is here and I’m using that to my full advantage.
Now I’ll get to how I may have overstepped that jaw dropping boundary yesterday – in a bit , but I gotta get to SPH boy first because how I treated him definitely showed me the maturation process of my Mistress life.
SPH boy got to meet me at the BTS and I arrived bra-less in my very flowing rose colored dress , accented nicely with my curvy white hat , bright red lipstick and cool ass intimidating shades.
“You’re Ben” I said , peering down at him through my evening shades, “nice to meet you.”
“Likewise” he replied , grinning like the cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland. “Jackpot!” I could almost hear his mind whispering to him.
“Shall we?” I smiled as I offered my arm for companionship .. because touch breaks barriers and instantly letting him touch me and hold me close all but guaranteed we’d be sitting at any 5 star restaurant of my choice in the next 3o minutes.
Which we were. Only, SPH boy was devistatingly handsome. A rarity to be sure.
Look, I’ve been on 200 of these dinners now , and I can count on my left hand the # of boys who I’d say were attractive enough for me to even enterain the thought of inviting them back home.
I’m still a girl after all, and horniness – though infrequent as this is strictly business – does interfere at times.
Worst part about these evenings is the chit chat at dinner. I shit you not, I can predict fairly accurately the next topic of conversation out of each guy’s lips. It’s that boring, that trivial.
It’s why I absolutely hate dinners when I’m looking for a companion in my life. Give me a man who wants instead to be active and go do some gardening , or make a wreath for my condo door, or go play laser tag, or skydiving … how about skydiving for a first date? Fuck I’d say yes every single time.
I love action, I love doing things and sitting at a dinner table enduring yet another “getting to know you” round of questions like its a never ending speed dating round aint’ my style.
So tip to the wise , if you’re looking to have fun with me and are hoping I’ll respond genuinely in kind …. take me somehwere and lets do something.
This is especially important for guys inviting me on our Mistress as A Girlfriend Experience trips over in Europe.
I’ve been cage diving with sharks, I’ve bungeed off the highest bungee jumping bridge in the world , I’ve gone go carting , horse back riding, and I hopped over the fence in Spain during the running of the bulls !
I’m pretty sure there’s nothing you boys can offer to do that I’d turn down. Oh , I might be white knuckled and scared out of my mind, but I’ll say yes every time.
Anyways, I’ve digressed. I was talking to SPH boy at dinner and was finding myself getting incredibly worked up down below. To the point where I had to excuse myself and go for a washroom break to wipe the wet smear from my panties … that’s how hot I was.
I have these talk-out-loud conversations with myself in the mirror when that happens and was doing exactly that saying “why the fuck are you so horny” to myself in the mirror when the cleaning lady walked in.
I walked back to the table , watched him smile , adjust his chair , caught him sneaking a peak at my nipples kinda peaking through my loose fitting dress and when I did I opened it right up to give him a full view.
Then I leaned forward and whispered “do you want to fuck me, or do you want to stay here and eat?”
He instantly stood up , lmao. Fine I thought, I’m playing this game dangerously, let’s see it out to the end.
Back at my condo we got in the door and as I took my shoes off he pressed me against the shoe closet mirror and began kissing me on the neck. He was a good foot taller than me with very broad shoulders and a well formed chest so I felt the heavy pressure of his body pressing me right into the glass.
Being a Mistress I’m always wanting to take control of things , or at the very least – not let actions of control sway too much in the man’s favor , so I swung around and yanked the button open on his jeans sending it flying across the room in the process.
As he watched it roll towards its resting place I plunged my hand down his pants to pull out his manhoood and leaned in to kiss him as I did.
But stopped.
Because in my hand was the tiniest cock I’ve ever seen … and guys , I’ve seen thousands. It wasn’t just a joke, it was a whole comedy act on its own. In place of a beast – was a worm , a baby worm even.
I wasn’t disappointed. I was mad, furious even. I hadn’t been laid for well over a year and I had been so bold all evening that I was sure I was going to fuck this man’s brains out.
Only , you can’t shoot pool with a shard of rope.
So I opened the door and threw his shoes down the hallway , watching them land directly in front of the elevator.
I pointed, and I spoke. “Get the fuck out of here with that thing.” and I didn’t stop there. “How can a man so massive have been cursed with such a tiny useless dick , how many girls have you disappointed with that thing?”
“Holy fuck, you’re rude” he retorted.
“I don’t give the slightest fuck , get out of my condo – now” and I nudged him out the door.
I didn’t scream into my pillow or anything thereafter, I simply went to make myself a coffee and minutes later stood in front of the cathedreal sized window overlooking the twinkling lights of the city sipping my latte. Calm as calm can be.
That’s what I’m talking about regarding my evoluton as a Mistress, I simply don’t give a fuck anymore. It’s a mindset , hard to explain.
Anyways, cut to the very next night and I’m going through the same steps again , luring another fish to dinner , only this time I’m being even more brazen than the night before with my wardrobe, and I went with white blazer-like top only braless.
Now, the rose dress and others , I can get away with going braless because it only opens slightly and the guy would have to stare intently from quite an accute angle to get a glimpse of my nipples.
But the white blazer on the other hand , well , it’s very revealing let’s just say that.
Yet, men are gentelemen on their first date and will do everything in their power to notice but not to stare , so for the first time I decided to put such a bold fashion statement to the test of that politeness.
Wheras SPH boy was actually a 30 year old man, Boner Boy had lied about his age and in fact , was a kid barely out of university. I had him pegged for no more than 24 years old, and possibly 23, so we’re talking 10 years younger than me, talk about a cougar eh?
SPH dude had one more thing on Boner Boy … dick control. In a big way.
See, SPH dude had worn jeans, levi jeans to be exact and not the super tight fit ones, the fabric had a bit of play in it.
This kid however, he shosed wearing short khaki’s only … they weren’t the rugged thick type of hiking khaki’s … you know, the one’s you buy in an outdoor’s store.
No, instead these were paper thin beige colored khaki’s which didn’t match at all his Hawaii style floral shirt.
Obviously, the white open chested braless top was too much for Boner Boy for in the lift going down in my condo I could tell he had at least an 8 inch cock … for it was sticking out at full mast making an enormous tent out of his paper thin beige pants.
I was embarassed but didn’t want to comment on it. “Let it die down” I thought.
Heh. When we got out of the taxi and walked in the front door of the restaurant, I noticed that not only was his cock still at full mast , but he was leaking furiously making it look like he was pissing himself for the wet stain was growing by the second.
“Dude, you gotta go to the washroom and clean that up first before we sit down” I whispered.
Why the fuck did I whisper? That made him harder, the goddamn thing was now pointing upward and I could now see the eye of his cock trying to grow through the brown belt of his pants.
“ok, the fuck?” I stepped back and said.
Boner Boy looked down at his way out of control cock. “I… I’m sorry, you’re just making me so horny , do we really have to sit and have dinner?”
^ ya, he said that. I’m surprised he didn’t just come out and say “can we just fuck for 30 seconds so I can get this cum out of me.”
“No, I have other plans for you over dinner” I said matter of factly.
The restaurant , as they all are now , especially when its late after 9pm – was dead, void of people and so we had our pick of tables. I chose a corner table by the window, hidden well and far from the kitchen door or the waitress’s stand.
Instantly after the food arrived I told him not to eat. Instead, I instructed him to masturbate inside his pants until he shot his load.
He did. Without question too. Right there under the table he started jerking himself and I was almost right on the money about that 30 second comment because almost to the second he made his best controlled orgasm face and spewed cum all over his hand.
“Now wipe it on your ribs and eat it” and then after hesitating because I saw him hesitate in turn I added “because that’s what you get for humiliating me with that fucking non stop boner of yours, now fucking do it.”
And he did. Again, without question.
Damn, he smeared it on like it was hollandaise sauce and gobbled it down like it was turkey dinner at mom’s place, and I laughed loudly while I ate my dinner and watched him.
Minutes later I excused myself to go to the little ladies room which at Terminal 21 is outside Tony Roma’s but strangely I found a taxi before I ever found that washroom.
To avoid the inevitable ‘wtf’ messages that were coming shortly I ghosted him and right there in the taxi ride home I begain looking through all the new messages that had come in on my Tinder app.
To sound a bit like Tom Cruise at the end of Risky Business here …. At an average of 3,000 baht per meal on 5 days a week average … I don’t go out on the days I’m shooting for Onlyfans , I’m saving 15,000 a week , or 60,000 a month.
And out of 200 guys, I haven’t fucked one.
Though I would have , that one time , had he not had the world’s tiniest cock.
Mistress Jaa
aka: sph hater, sph humiliator , sph tormentor , sph rinser , sph laughter, sph loser , sph small penis humiliation is really funny. There, that should satisfy my sph seo google requirements. Fucking annoying lol.
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“I’m not a schemer. I try to show the schemers how pathetic their attempts to control things really are.”
Heath Leger , The Joker in The Dark Knight
I’m trying , not metaphorically but physically , get to the line where he says “look what I did to this city with a few drums of gas and a couple of bullets.”
Only for me, my bullets are my videos, 400 of them to be exact … and growing by 5 every three days.
I reckon the drums of gas are all the other websites I’m proliferating my video collection to rather than stupidly betting on the OnlyFans horse.
In betting terms, I’m placing free bets on each horse in the race to win, place or show. I’m guaranteed to win.
So let me explain in detail here what I’ve been doing, the purpose of what I’m doing, the estimated length of time it’ll take to finish, and finally how it all applies to you.
“You” is such an awkward word for me presently. In the seven years since I took over this blog from original Jaa , I’ve always written for you my readers.
This is the first story I’ll be writing which will be linked to my onlyfans subscribers via mass private messaging … but by way of a link that links to a password protected .pdf of this story on my pCloud … which at the top links to this published page.
Overkill? Perhaps, but it gives you an idea just how much separation I’m attempting to put in between me and them , and so let me explain for you each layer of that separation which is currently in motion. Let’s start with something none of you are aware of yet , but I’ve been working diligently on … AVN Stars.
AVN Stars
“But Mistress, why would I pay your $50 subscription to AVN Stars when your OnlyFans is only $20 per month?”
Because my love, AVN Stars has something that OnlyFans doesn’t – a clips store. So the AVN Subscription is meant as a one time purchase , not as an ongoing subscription.
“Ya but how much are the videos in the clip store?”
Absolutely free.
“Why would you put them for free?”
Well three reasons exactly. For one, my videos will most certainly drive session booking volume so it behooves me to have as many eyeballs seeing my content as possible. Two , I figure the $50 is already a reasonable sum for 400 top of the line, creative, hot, funny and varied library of femdom videos. And three, umm, I’m nice? haha
“Are you posting on AVN Stars so frequently like you do on OnlyFans?”
I will be , just to keep a presence. But for those who like to hang out with me, chat , video call , and so on – onlyfans is the current venue for that level of interaction.
AVN Stars is intended to be the preferred place where my followers can get to see my entire video collection and get an idea from hundreds of hours of clips just how unique my seductive style of femdom and bdsm is.
I’ll be linking to the store in my posts and when I get to redesigning my Video Store page in the next little while it’ll be prominently displayed at the top.
But don’t go looking yet , it’s like a Hollywood set that’s being built. Yes I’ve loaded 246 clips already , but if you look closely they’re still in draft form and not live just yet.
There’s but 10 folders left to load to that store so by the end of March that will be live.
PCloud
Truth be told, had it been just as fast to load a video to my 2TB of cloud space on my pCloud drive – this would of had priority over AVN Stars , but the loads are slow as molasses and it’s going to be a one month project of constant loading and babysitting 24 hours a day.
That’s because if there’s but a 1 second drop of internet service the whole upload needs to be restarted from scratch and that’s maddening. Every single day has had a moment where an upload which I’ve started at 7am and got 80% loaded by 2pm needed to be restarted.
Had I been one to tear my hair out at such inconveniences , I’d be a bald girl by now.
But come hell or high water, it’ll get done eventually, and that means a lot of good things for me, my jaa4u.com followers and my onlyfans subscribers.
For one, I can now link any of my videos to my blog stories , like this one below ..
I’ve never been able to do that. Previously I’ve had to link you videos like this hot one from my twitter feed. I’m excited.
Now , I’m speaking directly to my onlyfans subscribers here – but as I’ve been hinting at over on our 1984 thoughtpolice monitored blog , pCloud should solve all their anal rules and regulations roadblocks that have prevented me from showing you anything other than me wiggling my ass – as anything else is too unsettling , horrifying and shocking for their mainstream audience. Again , let me reiterate, there are girls on there making a living pulling their assholes inside out with ungodly huge dildos on their prolapse blogs – and that’s absolutely fine. But stick a sweaty sock in a whimpering slave’s mouth and its red flag city. (or , tell them that one little mayor is going to die, and people lose their minds – again quoting the Joker above)
So fuck them right? Like I said, all through school here , which is as repressive as you can possibly imagine , I’ve been a rebel. Fuck the system. Fuck any system. Which brings us back to Joker’s quote that I started off with. The great thing about having lived a lifetime of thinking outside the box is I’ve become quite good at plotting solutions to any roadblocks placed in front of me.
What’s said or sent in private mass messages looks to be far enough off the beaten path (re: the main blog) that I could possibly get by with just sending you the “sensitive” (re: hot as fuck) videos one at a time. And that’s what I did as a knee jerk reaction , remember?
But pCloud allows me to give my onlyfans subscribers my entire video library , all you need is the password , which my subscribers have , and others can have too by just arranging the $50 access payment via Amazon Gift Card , Bank to Bank, whatever floats your boat.
Two things though. One, I’ll be constantly changing the password , and I don’t want any of their nosey employees to know what that password is at all.
So I’m thinking of sending out in private message something routine like “Cable guy says : Louise” and Louise will be the password for that week. It’ll be our inside joke.
If there’s other ways to do it let me know. Ideally, our private messages on onlyfans will have two types of messages that I need to send you. One being an alert that I’ve uploaded a new video : “Hey, the tease & denial video named Ruined just got loaded to the Tease & Denial folder , check it out.”
And the only other message I’d be sending out en masse would be “Cable guy says cumshot” and you’d know that’d be the new root folder password.
That solves the problem of never needing to load anything sensitive to the onlyfans main blog.
My subscribers can watch any video they want at any time , and subscribing gives them continual access to the new passwords.
I’m completely autonomous , free of their limits and restrictions.
Nothing ever gets typed in chat, it’s just a private internal system that runs quietly under the hood and keeps everybody happy.
I maintain control over the folder by making the videos view only and not downloadable. To have a permanent copy for oneself they’d either need to pay the one time Subscription to AVN Stars or …
IWantClips & Clips4Sale Stores
My IWantClips store is growing, it’s going to take a couple of months to have my entire 400 video archive loaded to their platform , and another three months to load a copy to my Clips4Sale store thereafter.
“Why are the videos so freaking cheap to buy Mistress?”
Because the videos are a means to an end … to entice men to come see me in person which is truly what I love doing , in person femdom sessions. So putting a video for $30 like most girls do on those sites defeats the purpose , well the way I see it.
I can go see the 4 hour long Justice League Snyder cut for $8 , doesn’t make sense that a 10 minute video should be more than that.
There might be someone who absolutely loves my World Class Tease & Denial video but only wants that for his collection and so would find paying the $50 AVN Stars subscription not up his alley, and that’s what IWantClips and Clips4Sale is for.
He can individually buy it $6 and have money left over for the extra butter popcorn that’s going to make his fingers all nice and slippery as he strokes himself to my video. Win / win , right? 🙂
Also, there’s a pride thing going on. Both those sites take a whopping 40% as their percentage , so fuck them both. AVN and OF will keep me afloat , and I consider the nickles and dimes that come in from these two sites to be food money.
Not that I need food as I’ve been actively rinsing unsuspecting Tinder boys for thousands of baht a night for the past seven months , getting them to take me to any 5 star restaurant I want in the city in exchange for the hope of sex with me thereafter.
Hint: collectively they’re a combined 0/127 on bedding me … although as I wrote about in my recent onlyfans post, one guy got extremely close … before his shoes got tossed out of my condo. Seriously , I’ve done that twice now.
I’m not only done with dudes with small dicks, but I’m abrupt and rude now, consider it a 0 tolerance policy so if you crave SPH – I’m your new girl cuz I’ll fucking humiliate you like nobody else can , and I’ll mean it too.
Writing for jaa4u.com
When the ofThoughtpolice took down every post where I linked to this blog I got away from writing for a bit. That’s not going to happen any longer.
Every night I’m going to write like I’m doing now from 11pm to 1 or 2am and I’ll post a story.
See, at the beginning , pretty much every subscriber on onlyfans wanted to chat with me all night , and so I’d spend hours talking to you Wilson, and the fart guy , and the dude who paid $100 a letter for my Line id , and many more.
Lately though, and I think its a product of the length of this pandemic and how its numbing us all to interaction , there’s a manageable few who like to talk to me at night , but its not everybody , not even close to how it was before.
And so , that leaves me time to write !! Finally.
Back in the day , guys in Europe who followed me would wake up to their cup of coffee and read my blog every morning because there’d be a new post. I’m going back to that again as honestly, editing videos is fine , its fun and all , but it doesn’t hold a torch to writing.
I’m still greatly frustrated by my inability to say certain phonetic sounds in English even after 20 years of trying , and so it’s here behind a keyboard where I can let myself be me.
Oh , and without the constant censoring of words. Like, here I can write “For 7 years I’ve been torturing slaves by dressing them up as a girl and sending them to 7Eleven to buy my tampons.”
When I write that and press send on OF it reads “For I’ve been slaves by dressing them up as a girl and sending them to buy my tampons.” I shit you not. … or , I ___ you not.
So I fucking hate composing my thoughts on that platform. For when I do , I feel – no shit – like I’m a citizen in George Orwell’s 1984 novel. In other words, I feel like the book has manifested itself into our current reality and I’m being watched and censored with everything I do.
Heh, which truly isn’t that far from the truth nowadays is it?
By the way, can somebody lecture me on the proper use of “is it, isn’t it, and doesn’t it?” I still need to guess every time which one to use when. In our language we just say “chai mai” at the end , and only that. So ez to remember.
I’m a Dog Chasing Cars
At the very least , once all the above mentioned sites have my full library on hand and I’m promoting the heck out of them with my 18,000 followers on Twitter, I can see a lowball scenario where all these videos constantly pay for my condo and allow me to easily move back to Nana when this lease expires in July.
One shade above that , they pay for a very nice luxury 3 bedroom condo around Nana , which will make hosting sessions so much fun again. Hosting sessions here in this tiny abode is a nightmare.
Guys are so eager to come see me here and I’m the opposite, I want to get the hell out of this 1/2 bacehelorette space and go to their hotel !!
However, I can’t help but dream right? What if these videos catch on and become popular.
See, even aiming at the bottom of the “wow my videos are successful financially” tier , they’d drive sessions to me like crazy , because I’m so unique, nobody does femdom like I do , and now I have 400 videos to prove it.
Only, before covid hit, I was at maximum capacity for hosting sessions. My twitter was at 6,000 f0llowers because I’d mostly ignored it , I had 5 maybe 6 half ass videos to show from 7 years of doing sessions , and still I was overbooked.
Now with Twitter about to hit 20,000 , 400 videos hosted over 4 or 5 different sites , … I’m going to have to hire at the very least a new girl and get Ladyboy Arita back here.
Which would mean that we’d be buying a house that’s full of femdom themed living rooms , bedrooms and , woe is me … maybe even a dungeon? Me? A dungeon? Nah. Never. Not my style. But the house will be elegant, sensual, and spectacular.
And what if my business plan hits the jackpot and catches fire? Say a million baht a month of residual income, like a perpetual annuity? Cuz one thing about these videos, not only are they super hot, but I’ll forever be 33 years old in them, so perpetuity is something quite possible to accomplish.
Well then boys, I’m living it large in Europe. Oh fuck ya.
Condo on the French Riviera , a 2nd condo in Zurich , and I’d be jetting around from session to session all over Europe.
That’s me chasing cars and actually catching one. Oh sure I wouldn’t know what to do with it once I caught it , but damn, I’d be one happy girl.
Which is why I’m perfectly happy staying up 18 hours a day … as the Joker says … I just do things. Let the chips fall where they may.
Mistress Jaa
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I feel like I’m married to someone I can’t stand , that’s barely tolerable, yet “for the sake of the kids” (you guys) we remain in the relationship.
Which is good because I always have a hard time writing blog stories about something fictional and with the dearth of sessions this year I’ve had a hard time coming up with stuff you’d guys find interesting to read.
Now that I have something I’m passionate to write about , namely censorship , I’m excited to actually get pen to paper and let my thoughts out.
Let’s be clear about something. I’m only doing only-thought police-fans because I have to , not because I want to. It’s a forced marriage. <— oh how fucking nice is it to actually be able to write the word forced like that. See usually on their site i’d have to spell it like this … fo r .ced , cuz they censor things.
Not just words , as I recently found out , but all kinds of shit. But we’ll get to that in a minute.
We’ll start with day 1 , back in August 2020 when I said out loud to Wael “you know, this covid thing might last until Christmas , let’s try this only-thought police-fans thing out , maybe that’ll float us through until such a time that sessions return along with travel.”
I didn’t do any due dilligance at all, I simply shopped like a man – I targeted something I wanted and hastily bought it – or bought into it in this case.
So I had this new platform in front of me , a place where I could reinvent myself into my new profession .. “online mistress” , or content producer , or whatever you want to call what I do now.
I started getting subscribers and I started chatting with them.
“How long have you been a Mistress?’ one would ask.
“Oh 7 years , give or take” I’d try to reply , but couldn’t send the message. The word 7 years is blocked. Had to be written 7yrs.
“What the fuck” I typed back , “I tried to type 7 y e a r s and they blocked it , what a shitty annoying thing” … only that message got blocked too. Can’t type the word ‘shit’ you see.
And so the learning curve went , finding a new way to type around a million topics , which is just assinine , but it is what it is.
All was going well it seemed until last month when they dropped a bomb of an email in my inbox listing about 500 posts they were deleting for various reasons.
Ok, some of those reasons were valid, like having to get Mistress Wael’s id registered with them and getting her to open up her own onlyfans femdom blog on their site so that I could @ her in every post. So I got those reinstated.
Then came the only-thought police-fans shit. And what a shit show of censorship it is.
You know , I had it in my mind the topic of how tabboo femdom still is in mainstream society from actor Shawn Mendes’s tweet of him kissing his gf’s foot and the outrage from that photo on Twitter. I spent an hour that day reading the 1000’s of lewd comments over something so simple as a foot kiss photo.
So when I got to the Thought Police part of their email which listed a shit ton of my videos which were removed for being “too disturbing, too disruptive, content that causes uneasiness and uncomfortableness” for the viewer.
This is too disturbing !!! Heaven forbid a Mistress attaches a cowbell to a slave’s balls !!! There are girls on the thought police’s website who’s entire video content is doing live anal prolapses where she’s pulling her asshole inside out … which is totally fine. But make a guy’s balls sing with a cowbell apparently causes the general public to faint or have heart attacks.
This causes unease !!! What the fuck are you doing using slave’s mouths as a fart dispensor ? How dare you upload shit like that to our site , can’t you be mainstream and fuck 20″ inch long vegetables like the rest of the women in America are doing?
This causes uncomfortableness !!! Like what the actual fuck !!!! This goes right back to Shawn Mendes’s tweet that caused such an uproar and made his post one of the top trending ones that day. What the fuck is so wrong with putting my foot in a slave’s mouth?
I have many many videos of me doing exactly that , and they’re among my most popular ever , but they decided to put the axe to all of them. I was seething , my blood was pounding through my arteries from how upset I was , but then I scrolled down their email a bit more and nearly threw my laptop throught the window.
“Admit it, how many of you wish you were this guy right now” I had written in a post featuring a video where I was caressing my slave’s chastity locked dick with my foot in a hotel room.
Removed for soliciting sexual services was the reason for that post and the video’s removal !!!!! ROFLMAO
At this point , I just knew that the only-thought police-fans guy who was going over my content was a minimum wage 22 year old kid who was in more dire need of a blowjob than any white man in history. ( <– kudos to you if you can name the film i pulled that from )
I had never ever wanted to shit in a boy’s mouth as much as I wanted to shit in this kid’s mouth. Seriously, if I ever got that sorry fuck in my condo , all he’d eat for a year would be my feces as I forced my explosive shit down his mouth day and night. What a fucking tool.
Yet, this is the time of covid and lack of sessions , and the fact remains that only-thought police-fans is my meal ticket through this pandemic , and I’m just now figuring this shit out , like how to market myself, where to market myself, what guys want to see , how to diversify , and so on.
So though from that email alone I’d very much like to divorce myself from the relationship , I had to find a solution to carry on partnering with them.
My way around it was born through my relationship with Mistress Jardina who does piss and shit feeding on her only-thought police-fans blog , as I noticed she only sends her videos out as pay-per-view via mass messaging to all her subscribers. Clever, but still, that means her sensivitve videos were uploaded to their server , which isn’t ideal. I wanted to keep my content off the only-thought police-fans sever completely.
I solved the problem therefore by buying 2TB of cloud space on a pCloud account and have begun the painful process of uploading all 500 videos to my cloud space. That keeps all the content on my side. All I need them for is to link the videos in chat once they’re loaded.
So if you’re a subscriber to my only-thought police-fans femdom video blog , you’ve seen me begin to send you the “sensitive” videos via mass messaging the pCloud link in chat.
Which is great because I can control the content so it’s not downloadable , which keeps my sales going on my iwantclips store , and I can brand every video with a splash page , a title, a description and I can tack on a password.
Try as I might, there’s just no helping clueless people , sigh. My goal was to let everybody know the password to my videos by way of very easy to decipher clues. In fact, one of my closest followers said in chat to me “if they can’t figure out the password from those clues, they have bigger problems in their lives.”
So for now, I’ve had to resort to just plain telling my subscribers in chat what the fucking password is which isn’t ideal as the 22yo loser kid who’s job it is to watch all my content 8 hours a day and delete it … can hypothetically find out what the password is if he was doing something unconstitutional like reading all my private messages. Are my messages private on their server? We don’t know right?
Ideally, I’d disseminate the password by email or by posting it on a blog story here which would leave any only-thought police-fans employee left with trying to guess the password to my videos.
I think though, this solves the problem , ya? My content is a) not on their main blog , b) not even on their servers , and c) is disseminated via a URL link to the video which is d) password protected.
Once I figure out how to set a universal password secretely , I’ll feel 100% safe. Which brings me to the next step of the process.
With all my content on my pCloud , there would be over 50 folders and 300 videos once all is loaded. Those folders would have sub-folders like Tease & Denial Videos , Foot Worship Videos , Toilet Training Videos and so on.
All you would need is folder access via the password for each. Or if you had the password to the root folder, you’d have permanent access to all my content.
… which I could sell here and on Twitter. By way of Amazon Gift Card, or bank to bank or GoFundme , Paypal, whatever … there are ways to circumvent the system.
They’re taking 40 fucking % of every sale which is just pure bullshit. Thus, I’m thinking of diversifying my online presence to AVN STARS which has a clips store , which suits me just fine.
It’s just … its a lot of fucking work to do , and there’s only so many hours in a day , and I’m just one girl.
Video takes up un ungodly amount of time , an even more ungodly amount of space , and this whole concept of marketing myself online can be a 24 hour a day job if I could go without sleep.
Which is why I love my sessions so much, and miss them dearly. I used to wake up at 3pm and quickly head to the gym for my workout and I’d be eating by 5:30. Back home at 6pm getting ready for my first of 2 sesisons, 7pm and 10pm thereafter.
I’d be done washing all the toys and laundry by 11pm and voila , my workday was done. I don’t consider writing to be work so I’d leisurly write a story and do email while sipping on a nice French Bordeaux. That was fun. My life was so simple and had been that way for 7 years.
Then life said “oh you’re comfortable are ya? ok here’s covid and cancer in the same year, have fun.”
Well I have. Had fun that is. It doesn’t feel like it right now, all this reinventing and side stepping problems and finding solutions to other shit thrown my way and all the while using my imagination to be the hottest and most creative online mistress in the world … has been stressful to say the least.
But there are moments where I sit back and say out loud “wow, this is gonna be a hell of a story one day when I’m old and reminiscing about these 2 years from hell.”
That being said, I’m pushing for sessions, for both me and Wael. We had a ‘business meeting’ per se this weekend and we’re promoting a sale of sorts.
I’ve never offered a 1 hour session , my femdom sessions have always been 2 hours, 7,000 baht.
I’m now offering a 1 hour 4,000 baht option.
Furthermore, because Mistress Wael’s human toilet training has taken off , she’s agreed to drastically reduce the cost of that live in session where you in fact live with Mistress Wael as her slave serving as her toilet for 8,000 baht a day … wherein before it was 15,000 baht.
She’ll be posting more about it later today.
And ya, now you’re up to date on what’s been going on in my head behind the scenes.
I suppose you guys know that my gov’t is planning a covid passport scheme where you’ll be allowed to fly here if you’ve been vaccinated starting in July.
Truthfully, I don’t see it happening en masse until September or October. Which is fine by me as my lease expires in this tiny hell hole in August and I can’t wait to move out and back to my spacious 2 bedroom home on soi 11 Nana.
At least I can say I now know what its like living in a luxurious bachelor sized condo – its awful.
Sheesh, what a year eh? I’ll be ever so happy to entertain you guys again. Meanwhile, I’ll keep dodging the bullets the world keeps throwing at me – Neo style from The Matrix.
Talk to ya tomorrow.
xx
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