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childhoods endHi.  Today i’m gonna write about my childhood life and what I met in that times that made me be what I am today.

It starts with my dad.  He left me my sis and my mum when I was 8 years old because he went to a new girlfriend.  At that time as a child i beg him to stay and I still remember the moment when I cried and pull his leg not to leave us but he didn’t listen to me.  After he left our family it was a shit situation suddenly.  My mum had to be a single mum who had to find money to take care of our family alone and she had to work as a laborer.  She work very hard dangerous jobs outside when it was very hot and only got paid 100 baht … or $3 american money every day.

That 100 baht was money to spend on everything for me, my sis, our house and our school.  When I had the weekend come I had to go help her to find plastic bottles, cans or old newspaper that people threw away on the street so we could sale it to get more money.  While other little girls my age went to play with their friends I never could have time to go play like them.  After school every day I had to go home for prepare the food and do housework for help my mum.

When I went to school my friends looked down on me for the reason I had no father and my mum worked like a labor girl.  I went back home and cried by myself nearly every day since my dad left.  My mum got into a lot of debt because she borrow money from my aunt and uncle to take care of us.  I never had new clothes to wear or books to read — mostly I read those old newspapers we took from the street.  This shit happened for too long and you know what happened? — after 4 years passed by my dad wanna come back … why?  Because his bitch girlfriend left him.

he came to our house and talked to my mom begging her to let him come back but all my mum told him was — go ask your daughter.

he asked me.  He said Storm, please forgive your dad and we will have a happy time together like before babe.  He always used to call me babe.

You know i was both laughing and crying and asked back to him — ‘Dad do you remember the day when you came home to take your clothes and leave even when i was pulling your leg and begging you not to go — but you left.  Dad did you know while you were happy with that bitch me and mum had to go find shit stuffs on the street for get money.  And do you know how much hardship we had to fight for to stay alive without you?  No you don’t know at all — and today you wanna come back for what?

Sorry, my dad died since 4 years ago in my mind.  He cried after I asked those questions and said sorry many times — but i didn’t feel anything really.  I might be really mean to do that to my father but you never know exactly how much hurt that a little girl had to take for 4 years.

FonAs I told you on my first story — I never trust any man, even my father.  But now you understand why I said that.  Life has been too hard for me but I have to be thankful for the shit that happens to me and makes me strong and tough like i am today.

If i could go back and change my life i will change nothing.

I promised myself that i will never beg any man or be their slave.  Because if i am strong enough i can stand on my own woman’s legs forever.

 

 

 

 

 

About the Author, the Domina, and the Girl: Mistress Pasaya

 

I am not jfon-carust a Bangkok Mistress and Domina / Dominatrix , i am the most sexy Domina in Thailand and for sure with Mistress Jaa we are the smartest.  A Bangkok Mistress these days is about the colors red and black and fake photos pretending to enjoy bdsm in an expensive dungeon.  I enjoy bdsm because i play with my clients using my brain, my imagination and my understanding of how men think.  The bdsm toys are just a tool really, a real dominatrix doesn’t need to use tools if she doesn’t want to, and that’s where i am coming from — i am a real Dominatrix — Jaa and I are Bangkok’s only true domina ‘s in my opinion.  I’m really into Tease & Denial since it makes men beg but i’m also into a different kind of begging — the kind a man makes when i’ve stolen his heart, his soul, and his mind — and then then throw him to the water for the mistakes he has made to lose me.  I guess i am a teacher for men as well then, i teach men what it takes to keep a girl like me.