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A Woman’s Search For Meaning

“When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves. Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.”     Consider: PM Dec 8, 2019, 6:40 AM (1 day ago) to me Another great read by the Mistress of the short story! I must say though , all of your recent stories seem to have a cry for help as a constant theme? As much as I love your insights into the male and female psyche, I do get concerned when I see someone on a seemingly self destructive path. I just get the impression …

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Why is my Tease & Denial session not only amazing but so different from anyone else? 4 reasons :  Edging Pre-Session Training  My 3 day rule  Secret Teasing tool nobody else uses  Chastity control So let me explain each.   Edging Pre-Session Training   What I found from 6 years of Teasing is men don’t know how to control their orgasm. That is because 2 things.  Never trained cock muscle to stop cumming.  And no willpower. So hopefully you always book your session with me one week out from the session date.  So I have time to teach you control. I use this Edging Challenge 30 minute video for you to practice controlling your orgasm for 3 days. Your job …

200-tinder-dates

Last Sunday I finished my 200th Tinder date since January 1st of this year. Some might call that excessive. I call it a thorough examination of  man’s behaviour patterns.   This isn’t going to be a horny ‘grab your dick’ kind of story but rather an interspective of not only how I’ve changed so much this year as a Mistress but also a good snapshot of how my brain is currently wired a fortnight before my 3rd European Femdom Vacation. It’s also surely going to piss a few of the alpha males off who read me on a regular basis.  It’ll definitely leave some with a “who the fuck are you to treat us men like that” kind of taste …

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Our sexual Dreams – like life , are finite … Bounded by our time on this planet,.  Societal rules.  And measurements. It’s where we must lean on a Mistress for support. Where we rejoice in each other’s fantasies. Where we share lessons about our perceived place in the world. Together we increase compassion through the mirror of each session’s mixed results. A man and his mistress … their character revealed. for nothing goes according to plan Getting older is wonderful … and terrible.   Triumphant … and heartbreaking. Our identity is formulated in failures. Fall seven times?  Get up eight. Thus in the face of certain weakness before me , will you maintain the struggle? Can you lift a memory from …

cost-of-preparedness

Huddled together , furtive and vulnerable , like a rat in a maze. From the furthest corner of the lifeless room , I take count of the brainless denziens which surround me. Careful never to make eye contact I shrivel myself into nothingness and pleasently seem to make myself disappear. Yet my ears exist and there is no escape from the meaningless ramblings of the crazed prophet whose hideous voice is amplified a million fold by the dildo-ous looking microphone gripped in his hand. His singular purpose , to rob these swine of their will so that they will grow ever more ignorant , if such a thing were possible. An inner voice laughs manaically to myself. For while their …

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“It’s just embarrassing, that’s what it is.  I mean, there’s no way a girl should even consider telling me what to do and there’s actaally no way I’d obey.  So listen, I’ll be here when you’re ready to date a real guy, but first … you’ll have to stop being a girl like that.” This, written to me by an ESL teacher who’s chances with me were fading quicker than LeBron James’ hairline having being rebuked in twenty two consecutive emails , is a microcosm of the attitudes pervasive throughout most men looking to date in this city. That he went on to call me a prostitute one sentence later and then ended that email by verbally “leaving the door …

gravity-of-situation

Today is hell day, and there’s no way to avoid it. You see, last month I got fed up with not being able to log in to the forms part of my WordPress and decided to try out the Gravity forms package instead. One thing I found out is that though I can write , I’m uber crap when it comes to designing things and the Gravity forms you’re using to book a session looks like crap … I know … I designed it. Keep that in mind if you’re ever considering marrying me and have hopes that I’m going to interior design the heck out of our house so it looks like something out of House & Home magazine …

Another jiu jitsu triangle.  My face is almost inside her pussy and worse … she is pushing my head harder into her sweaty shorts and I know it is over.  I have to tap out.  So I do. Loss #5000 in a row. “Again” my coach says  with everybody watching me. I slap Rita’s hand and start to dream again just before we fight. This time I am thinking about her name … Rita … so close to our ladyboay Arita’s name … and I think wow I wish I could fight Arita instead. Then I start to think about the session last night with Arita and Mark and me and how Mark shouted out in the middle “oh my …

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I want to pleasure you. I want to make you cum. I want to show you how good I am at worshipping you with my tongue. I I I I You see the common denominator here? Those are three copy and paste remarks from my emails to here in this story … and I’ve done so to make a point. That point being … the space between how most men percieve a sexual act and I how I percieve it are so far apart they might as well exist in separate parallel universes. To perhaps give you a better perspective on the subject let me pose this question to you :  Does a gynecologist go home and dream about eating …

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Since my blog is a conduit into the thoughts of your Mistress , I thought that in lieu of an official story you’d enjoy a peak into some of my email correspondance , as the first thoughts which pass through my mind after reading a fresh session request are some of the purest. So how do I actually follow through on emails?  Perhaps we’ll start there. I read it , usually while sipping on “morning” coffee which for me remember is mid afternoon right after I’ve woken up. Usually my legs are propped up on my bed under a pillow while my weary arm is draped over the headboard and i’m grabbbing the first sip of my Nescafe instant roasted …

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