The hardest part about being one who controls at jaa4u.com wasn’t the sessions or handling the insane volume of session requests. Nor was it going through the learning curve of finding the right way to take charge of all the different types of male personalities.
Certainly, those were hard things to get through, each with its own set of challenges.
But by far, the hardest part was living the past 11 years of my life silenced, unable to say what I really felt about having to work with two princesses who the world adored, and ugh, still does adore.
What you saw as a princess, I saw their true identity.
Sigh. How do I even start with this? There is simply so much to say, it’d honestly take ten years of me writing every single day to get everything off my chest.
So now that I have Patreon—and yeah, I’ve been griping that this site is not linked to jaa4u.com both ways, meaning, sure, if I post a story on jaa4u.com I can hide all of it or parts of it behind a Patreon paywall, but that post won’t appear here. But if I chose to do so, I could have everything I post here appear on my jaa4u.com blog. Strange, huh?
But this will work to my advantage, as it’s a decent enough place to stay under the radar. I’ll probably be found by their network of informants, but the way I look at it, so long as on this tier I don’t put their real names all over these posts, I’ll be fine. So hello, informants of Jaa and Rainy—kindly take a hike.
See, in Thailand, we go by nicknames—every single one of us. Nobody uses their real name, which is usually super long and unpronounceable. But Jaa did go by Jaa; that was her nickname. And Rainy was always Rainy—until she changed her whole name and nickname to fight back against her baggage from the past, but we’ll get to that in a later post.
Rainy has her informants—naive, clueless followers so loyal to her fake charms that they’ll report anything and everything to her… so long as it’s free to do so. Which Patreon isn’t, and so my bet is—I’ll only be talking to those who follow me specifically. But if, by any chance, any of Jaa’s or Rainy’s informants have indeed followed me to this paid tier, this next paragraph is for you.
Let me tell you about who you’re still idolizing, long after they’ve both retired. The first should be in prison for attempted manslaughter, and the second? I had no problems with her at all—until she tried to stab me in the back in the end, revealing her true self. She’s had unresolved issues ever since her dad walked out on her and her mom when she was nine years old, and it blows my mind that all the readers of jaa4u.com never connected the dots between how she treated her followers and her deep-seated issues with her past.
And that’s the problem with the website and the blog—it’s a place of infatuation. It’s like a real-life version of The Wizard of Oz, where the great and powerful Oz was revered, even though he was really just a powerless old man behind a curtain.
But nobody cared who was behind the curtain—they were mesmerized by the illusion of the great and powerful Oz. Even in the movie, it was Dorothy’s little dog, Toto, and not any of the humans, who had the sense to run over and pull back the curtain. That’s significant because none of them were able to use their common sense in the presence of the so-called almighty Oz. It took an animal to show them the way.
That, in a nutshell, is what jaa4u.com is—except, get this—it’s a thousand times more powerful than Oz ever was or could be. And that’s because men are utterly obsessed with beautiful women, especially women who radiate authority—which we do, but remember, it’s an illusion, just like the Wizard of Oz’s projected face.
And somehow, someway, in our presence, you guys leave your common sense at home. I’m not even joking—you quite literally, almost physically, remove your brain from your head and leave it sitting in the living room when you visit the website, email us, or, heaven forbid, actually muster the courage to have a session with one of us.
Oh wow, a message just popped up… NSFW … it’s everywhere, you can’t escape it.
“We have detected language in this post that may be outside our community guidelines (sensitive content).”
Okay, wait, I have to copy and paste this into ChatGPT and tell it to filter out the flagged words. One moment, please.
There we go.
Keep putting up obstacles in front of me … I don’t give a fuck. If there’s one thing I’m super talented at right now is finding ways around obstacles.
Ok so careful with the words I’m using, check.
Well anyways that’s how I write, and when I’m writing in Thai I admittedly don’t use the nicest words, I use words associated with how I grew up in school and the direct translation is pretty harsh. But that’s why I trained chatGPT so that it can go through what I’ve written and like a brush gliding through hair, it can shake it up to however I want it to sound. More edgy? Like for my book, just tell it that I’m peeved off and want to exude power.
So anyways, I was talking about The Wizard of Oz. Or let’s call it The Wizard of Oz syndrome.
Every reader who has come to jaa4u.com – with the exception of exactly 3 people in the past 15 years has been blinded.
https://youtu.be/PfPdYYsEfAE?si=wjWC0NITKM-7CO49
That’s what you’re like – the two on the right of Kate, and every night when I do emails I’m Kate going “whaaaaaat?”
Like, there was one story Rainy wrote where she was bragging about how she locked her date at the time out on the balcony of their hotel while she went out for the day to shop. And I’m like, who does that? I get it – dom/s “relationship” , throw in a humiliation angle to the story and how she spent all his money, which she absolutely did.
Uh, common decency? Hello?
Believe it or not …. listen … everybody lean in closer because I’m going to whisper a nugget of pure Mistress gold here … ready? No closer, lean right in as I’m going to say this as soft as I can whisper it …
“I don’t have to be an inconsiderate c**t to dominate you, I can do it tactfully and respectfully without treating you like you’re an insect” #truth!!!
I was doing emails after that weekend she was away from him and every single one was exclaiming how that was the hottest session ever that they’ve read about and they can’t wait to sign up for the same treatment.
She treats dates like dogs and you want to sign up for that?
Like, do you SEE why I feel compelled to do nothing this year and maybe next but sit and write and not only set the record straight but put jaa4u.com on a total course correction.
Evil people are evil people, period.
Ok, you need an example I suppose. So, off the top of my head, somewhere around 8-9 years ago I had this wonderful sub called GQ – that was my nickname for him because he looked anything like a GQ cover model for the magazine and it became our little joke between us.
GQ was heavily into submission and got thrilled by me making him do things that made him say out loud “really? Do I have to, omg”
I knew GQ was really into wearing woman’s dresses only he was several sizes too big to wear any of my collection and he was always super fair when it came to tipping. So I knew if I went the extra mile for one of his sessions – I’d be reimbursed for it.
I ordered from a cosplay store in the USA a glorified Cinderella dress that shimmered and sparkled – it even came with a silver magic wand with a star at the end.
10/10 for how over the top this garment was when it arrived. I kept it in the box and had it birthday wrapped, kept it like that until the day he arrived.
You’ve never seen a grown man so overjoyed to receive a gift – I wish to this day I had been filming his reaction when he opened the gift box and saw how gaudy the blue dress was. Hang on, let me see if I can do a search through my emails to find the photo. 
There we go. I made GQ wear that dress – carrying the silver magic wand – wearing super duper high heel shoes and walk all the way over the bridge, up the soi to the 7Eleven at the end of the street, just down from Sukhumvit and told him to sing “Ima ho, Ima ho, its off to work I go , Ima ho i ho i ho”
Every single person or car he passed slowed down to take a look at him, people even took out their cameras and snapped photos.
Would it be that he was into being pegged I surely would of lined up 3-4 ladyboys and let them have at him with his Cinderella dress on.
That my friends, is how you do d/s with humiliation. All out, yet respectful. Playful. Giving the guy what he wants, an experience to remember fondly.
Or you know, you could book a session with Rainy and have her lock you out on the balcony while she goes off shopping as most girls here are ought to do – because that’s all they focus on, money.
Not me, I moved up north and built a modest home that’s pretty and I decorated it nicely – with the money I had in my account.
There’s a reason I took over – by measure of volume of session requests asking for me and not her – in popularity as the #1 girl at jaa4u.com , I treated people with respect. Always have.
But get this. It’s not even worth my breath to talk about Rainy and her antics because you have to stand back in awe – in AWE – of the all time champion of disgusting acts of unkindness towards human beings … Mistress Jaa
https://youtu.be/TpawdjeH-8w?si=ZR1wP-zAaHtXGtE6
What is this site? It’s so Windows-95 – I can’t even link a youtube video and have it show up. What is this, Microsoft Word DOS version? I miss Substack so very much. Only, to use that, I have to do what Ms.AWE did and incorporate myself oversees. I’m going to call her that because you truly have to stand in AWE of how she single handedly defined the word C**T in the dictionary.
I think I know how I want to do this.
I’m thinking as I type here.
I should just use a newsletter service like MailChimp, and send it out to all who subscribe, and collect donations to my PayPal or better yet – make people donate the subscription fee, same as it is here to Payoneer or Cosmo Pay.
It is bugging me to no end that this isn’t WordPress and I can’t communicate as I always do on jaa4u.com through photos and videos and audio snippets.
This is like writing a book. I guess it will have to do.
AWE.
You know, every time I hear George Carlin do his comedy pieces – I replace religion with Jaa, and the whole piece still makes perfect sense.
Watch that video I just linked.
She’ll send you to a special place (during the session) full of smoke, and fire and burning and …. blah blah blah … but she LOVES you. She loves you and she needs – MONEY.
Best joke ever written by the way. Hands down. It’s not even a joke – it’s just reality but masterfully contrasted to see the stupidity of the concept.
I even have huge problems with our religion, but I needed something to believe in growing up … and believing in being kind to people made sense to me.
It’s funny because they just finished 27 minutes ago on the speakers that you have no option but to listen to as they adorn the top of every 5th telephone pole here – that there’s a call for … MONEY. They need more money. So it’s not just an American thing.
Only here, we have no choice – there will be somebody to come collect tomorrow. Paying is mandatory.
Now, I’ve never been allowed to tell anyone how exactly I came to be a Mistress. I’ve never been allowed to write my own thing beside my photo on the front page of jaa4u.com , it was written for me. Nobody ever asked me how I came to be a Mistress at jaa4u.com , not a single person.
In my own blog stories which had to be approved to be published, I had to vaguely hint at the fact that I knew AWE and had relations with her, but nobody picked up on those hints. I even gave out warnings, little subtle warnings in my earliest blogs but nobody could see – they were blinded by the little brain between their legs.
To the best of everyone’s knowledge, I came along after Rainy and on jaa4u.com it is written that she came to work with me at Ayala Massage, a little shop just past soi 33 1/2 , across from an Irish pub O’something, I forget the name.
It’s true that I worked at Ayala Massage. 
Its not true that’s where I met Rainy, I met someone far more important. Now I don’t mean to leave you with a cliffhanger like that, but I have set aside until 8pm to write for Patreon and the rest of the night I must write part 3 of On Punishment for my book. Which I’m going to do now, so I’ll pick this up tomorrow and I’ll keep adding on to it every day as it is going to take a couple of years to tell the whole story.