You see, I am still learning as a Mistress. There are always sessions that teach me something new. But when it comes to Human Toilet Slavery – by this point I am pretty much an expert on the subject.
When I started looking at Human Toilet Slavery videos every single one was missing the truth – that being a human toilet means the slave suffers, he struggles, he tries to vomit, or he will try to tap out using his safe word.
I watched and counted what happened in 500 shit feeding videos. I stopped at 500 because it was clear they were all the same.
In 85% of them some of the Mistress’s shit misses the slaves mouth entirely. 92% of those videos have the Mistress leaving a shit-cone (like a snow cone) on the slaves face and then some falls on the floor.
It is hard to tell the exact % of how many have wasted shit on the floor at the end but my guess is >90%.
In my entire life when I have taken a shit do you know how many times I missed the toilet and shit on the floor instead? 0. I am going to guess for you that number is 0% too, right?
So right from my first ever human toilet slavery session it was natural for me to order the slave to make a seal over my asshole and to never let go.
Ok, so that causes problems. The shit overflowed from the mouth too much when I started. Slaves would distract me by licking and sucking my asshole or my pussy. The slaves would nearly pass out because my ass was blocking their nose.
I had to make changes and perfect the ass to mouth system. Over time I got better at controlling the flow. I realized that slaves could not just swallow ass to mouth. They needed training. That is how I developed my 5 level Human Toilet Training (HTT) system.
Also, I had to learn the angles in different positions that I had to keep so the toilet slave could breathe and swallow. It is the reason I bought the Face Sitting Queening Chair. I thought a chair would help solve the breathing problems.
But I learned that the design for almost every Queening / Human Toilet Slavery chair is flawed. So I am designing my own … the world’s best and most perfect device for feeding shit to slaves. But I will talk about that later in this series.
From a lot of trial and error I then learned that to make my perfect seal method of feeding shit to slaves there has to be about a 45 degree angle from my body to my ass and to his throat and body.
Why? Well that lets gravity force the slaves who try to block the shit with their tongue or tightened neck make a decision. Swallow quickly or let the shit slide deeper and deeper into the back of the throat and deal with the gag reflex the whole time I am feeding him.
In VOOM 7!!!!!!! and all my VOOM videos, you can hear each of my slaves panic when they realize gravity is making the shit slide so far down the throat that they have to either chain gag or just give up and let it slide down to their stomach.
That is why my VOOM method is so popular. It’s because it is so real. Ass – to mouth – to stomach … forced swallowing, or swallowing with no choice in the matter.
Yup. No shit cones with me. Ever.
Now I know you have a lot of questions about safety, about preparation, about training time lengths, and so many other things. That is why this is going to be a 10 post series. Each post will address one of the questions I get all the time.
But for now, let’s about VOOM 7!!!!!!! , (which you can buy, just click the link) my latest Human Toilet Slavery video so that I can explain to you the techniques I am using in the clip.
The Ass to Mouth Air Tight Seal
The slave MUST make an air tight seal by pressing hard around my asshole when I’m about to use his mouth as my toilet.
However.
While that is what I demand in a Human Toilet Slavery session, I can’t just film what happens in sessions.
I have learned how to make great videos. One of the tricks I have learned is that Human Toilet Slavery videos are not like horror movies where the good films hide the monster.
Guys buying my movies absolutely want to see the monster. They want to see my slave suffer through the moment my shit comes out of my ass.
To do that, I tell any slave I use in my clips to only push with the bottom lip on the lower part of my ass so that viewers can see my shit dropping into his mouth like dropping a paper ball into a waste basket.
For me that is the most romantic moment.
Yes, romantic.
I don’t think there is anything more intimate that the moment a slave surrenders himself to me at the moment he is most afraid and moves his mouth up to my asshole as it opens.
I’m not as pretty as Mistress Jaa but I do have slaves say to me during a session that they love me. If they say that to me I will say back “do you want a chance to prove it?”
And you know what happens next if they answer Yes 🙂
I’ve learned to shoot in 4k so that I can zoom in on the most intimate moment of my shit dropping into his trembling mouth.
The only thing about shooting in 4k is that I am always worried about movie length and file size. If I make a movie bigger than 6gb I can’t load it to my store.
So that means about a 21 minute movie.
Sounds like a lot of time right? But there are times in the raw footage where the shit won’t come out and I am squatting over his mouth for 30 straight minutes recording … nothing really.
What’s crazy is I learned that the longer slaves have to wait with an open mouth and nothing coming out the hornier they get.
Often – and I will get into it later in the series – I am stroking the slave’s cock, edging him until I can poo.
The longer he has to wait, the more careful I have to be because after 10 minutes of him waiting and me not shitting … just one touch can make a slave shoot his cum. Yup. Just one. It has happened many times.
Then I got smart and started grabbing the bottom of the shaft or cupping the balls or scratching the inside of his legs instead.
That made my live in person sessions even more amazing because I now now that time is on my side. The longer the session, the hornier I can make the slave. The hornier he is, the less he worries about what it is going to be like when my shit comes out.
It becomes a pure Tease & Denial session with me eventually having to say “oops I have to poo now” and he will be like “I don’t care just please let me cum.”
That is why I don’t have a time limit on my Human Toilet Slavery sessions. In this case, the longer it is the more memorable the session.
And that is my goal … to give a memory that will last a lifetime.
But in real life when filming I often have to yell out “Cut” and the slave will be so disappointed.
I then go sit on the toilet to let my shit drop down some more and usually I have to lock my slave in chastity when I do so because he is so horny … sometimes they just cum accidentally.
Then we go back to filming after 10-15 minutes. I have to erase the ssd card. He lays back down and the more this happens the tighter his balls get.
I have had filming days where my slaves balls are like tiny hard rocks if I haven’t shit after 2 hours of teasing and stopping.
Oh and I have had slaves beg me to poo after 2 hours. At that point they have waited so long they don’t want to be disappointed.
And I am talking about slaves who were so scared about being a toilet that they didn’t even want to come film with me.
So if we started filming at 1pm when he was terrified then by 3pm he is begging me “please, please, I’m ready, I want it.”
I have taken that knowledge into my real human toilet slavery sessions where I will stand up and pretend to walk away. Pretend to end the session I mean.
Just to see the slave look so sad. I will say something like “I don’t feel like you really want to prove yourself to me.”
I have had slaves say they will do absolutely anything for me at that moment … just begging me to give them one more chance … like it is their fault I cannot poo haha.
It is crazy fun for me.
That is why I like poo sessions so much … there is so much emotion. Way more than even a great Tease & Denial session even.
So in the end, all the waiting gets cut in the videos I sell.
It looks boring … just seeing the slave waiting there, right? But like I just told you … there is SO much more going on while he is waiting.
What is a VOOM video anyways? How is it different than my other HTT videos?
My VOOM videos, Volumes 1-7 as of the end of 2022, are the most extreme way of feeding slaves. Ass to Mouth to Stomach direct, no stop over in Chicago.
It is the style of feeding that makes slaves lose their minds and hit maximum panic followed by maximum humiliation and usually maximum regret.
You know how level 4 of my Human Toilet Training program allows slaves to spit it out?
And level 5 means they will be expected to swallow at least one gulp.
Well VOOM is like level 6. The slave has no choice but to swallow and swallow immediately. It is the most extreme way of feeding. Only 1% of all my toilet slaves will ever hit level 6.
When I am not shooting a VOOM style video then I am focusing on other things. The sexiness of the video. The coercion. Maybe it’s one of the lower levels that I am demonstrating.
Where did I get the idea of the name VOOM!!!!! ??? From Dr.Seuss and the book The Cat in the Hat Comes Back. It is how I learned to read English.
Tease & Denial with Human Toilet Training
My next story in this series will be all about how I use Tease & Denial when getting my slaves to be my toilet slave. There are many variations.
In VOOM 7!!!!!!! I am using the post-shit-orgasm technique for humiliation purposes.
There is only one thing worse for you than having me make you cum after I have just shit in your mouth. Do you know what that is? If you don’t you will have to read tomorrow’s story.
So in Voom7!!!!!!! I make the slave cum AFTER I have used him as my toilet and he is holding my poo in his mouth.
One of the worst feelings for a slave is to still have poo in the mouth when all the sexual feeling is leaving the body after an orgasm … one that he didn’t want in the first place.
You can hear him complain in the video when he realizes I’m going for the cum shot. Why?
Well in a real session I will just let the slave lay there as his cock gets soft and the humiliation sets in. The longer I make him lay there the more he wants everything to end.
Oh, but there is no rush. I have let slaves lay there for hours while I go clean my condo or even go shopping. They don’t dare move either. They know the punishment from prior experience. (My severe ball busting technique)
Given a choice between not being able to walk normally for a week or laying there feeling disgusted … slaves will always choose the path of humiliation.
Which is good because I don’t like to hurt slaves at all. I like to train them. The day of extreme ball busting is just there to put the seed in the back of the mind of what happens with disobedience.
I will get into it more tomorrow but there are 3 ways I use orgasms in my Human Toilet Training sessions.
I can make make them cum before I feed them, while I am feeding them or after I have fed them. Each method has a different purpose. Only one feels good for the slave. The other two are awful for him.
The worst being when I make him cum before feeding him. If I had to give that a level it would be like level 7.
Actually. Hmm. I have not done a VOOM! video yet where I edge him, make him cum, and then do ass t0 mouth to stomach. That just might be VOOM 8!!!!!!!!
Stockings, Pantyhose and Thigh High Boots
Men are visual. I can make a man’s cock get hard just by wearing something that turns him on.
Since feeding a new slave my poo is something very hard for him to do the first few times, it is very important that he sees things that turn him on and make him forget what is going to happen to him.
That’s why in almost every video I am wearing stockings, pantyhose and/or my thigh high leather boots.
In VOOM 7!!!!!!! you can see I am teasing him with my stockings, letting him feel them on his body and sliding across and into his mouth. It makes the slave hard.
I had one session where the slave was very scared to try level 5 but I knew he was ready. I know when slaves are ready, it comes from experience.
He had a pantyhose fetish.
So with a pen I poked a tiny hole big enough for his tongue to fit through right in the crotch area of my black pantyhose.
When I sat on his face I was wearing no panties and I told him to find a way through my pantyhose to lick my pussy.
He spent the next 10 minutes tearing a hole with his tongue and then his teeth. I was scared he was going to bite my ass.
By the time he got through and was able to reach my pussy his cock was leaking pre-cum and all I was doing was cupping and massaging his balls while he ate through.
He was so horny, and all the time he was tearing a hole I was kind of meditating. Pushing my poo down and holding it right at the hole.
So that when the hole was big enough and he first touched my pussy with his tongue I quickly slid my asshole over his mouth instead.
His tongue went deep into my ass and to his surprise … right into my poo. But before he could panic I started stroking him and sat harder on his face so he couldn’t breathe.
From there I filled his mouth and throat and as I did … just by holding his cock under the head he came so hard.
See? And 15 minutes before he was begging me to stop the session, that he wanted to change his mind about being a toilet slave.
Amazing what a pair of pantyhose can do to a slave huh? 🙂
If you want to watch them all, there are 7 in total with #8 coming the first week of January. They are the #1 selling human toilet training videos in the world.
I know that because I am #1 on all the sites I load them to haha.
But I would not expect you to see me for a Human Toilet Slavery session and just jump right into being used ass to mouth to stomach. There are levels you need to go through.
Take it easy, step by step, and I will show you that submitting to me like this is the sexiest way you can serve a Mistress.
It is something you probably never thought you would ever want to do. I have made over 500 slaves thankful they did.
Tomorrow in part 2 of this series I have written about how focusing on the slave’s cock is THE most important part of leading them from level 1 to level 5 in being my toilet.
Mistress Wael
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Mistress Wael is available from 1pm until 10pm every day, while I am available at either 7pm or 10pm Monday – Thursday and 4pm on Friday’s.
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“In every class there’s always one joker who thinks he’s smarter than me.”
Sgt. Emil Foley
An Officer and a Gentleman
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mvzYxegYlWA
… and every month I get at least one email from someone who IS way smarter than me. That’s uncontested, I wouldn’t even begin to make an argument to the contrary.
Quite the opposite really. Being born Thai guarantees the gap between the education I got and what you all have is immense. Too far to overcome.
That gap pretty much guarantees I’ll never get married, and when you read the email I just got you’ll understand why that is.
Can’t have a girl like me sitting at the family dinner table in whatever sub-district of PerfectVille you reside in. I’d stick out like a sore thumb.
But what I do have, more so than any other Thai girl I’ve ever come across is the ability to connect with men, firstly with my writing and then in person.
I just got an email from … and you’d have to have seen Good Will Hunting to know who I’m talking about … the M.I.T blonde hair guy in this scene below …
or a clone of him at least.
And you see, I’m Will Hunting or at least a female version of him.
If I was American I’d be from the south side of Chicago, fucking eatin’ hot dogs with mustard running down my cheek and cheering on the White Sox.
The guy who just emailed me is a nice guy. His heart is in the right place, unlike the doofus in the scene above.
Here below is his introductory letter to me. I’ll leave it full size so you can click on it to expand and read so I don’t have to retype the whole thing.
Psychologically acute Domina’s don’t exist.
I might be more perceptive than the average chick but I’m sure as hell not psychologically acute. Isn’t acute a type of triangle?
This is my 10th year as a Mistress for this website, and in that time I’ve read well over 10,000 emails. This is the first one using the word Phallus instead of dick or cock. I did a search of my email just to be sure. And yup. Phallus, lol.
“Honey, touch my phallus, I won it at the math convention.”
His word “skulking” reminds me of a great moment I had in Sydney with my girlfriends at an Improv club.
I hadn’t ever seen Improvisational Comedy until that night and so I asked them what was going to happen, to give me an example so that I could have a point of reference.
My Japanese classmate told me that the comedians shout out to the audience for a topic or a situation and they pick the loudest answer, and from that answer they spontaneously act out something funny from our suggestions.
“Ah” I said.
So right at the top of the show the portly comic with a Christmas green sweater vest steps forward and asks for a topic from the audience and boy oh boy was I ready for him.
I jumped onto my seat so he could see me, which was stupid because to him we’re all silhouettes, but maybe it got my voice heard because I was the first one to yell out at the top of my lungs:
SPLEUNKING (hey, which sort of sounds like skulking, no?)
And I think I screamed the word so loudly and that the word itself was from so far out in left field that it not only silenced the audience it stunned the comic.
“ok … ummm…. SPLEUNKING it is.”
It ended up being THE worst skit of the night as they had absolutely no idea where to go with SPEUNKING and at the bar thereafter all my friends bought me drinks for being the Thai chick who’s suggestion those comics will remember the most from that night.
… and possibly still have nightmares about improvising on my word SPLEUNKING. I’m so fucking proud that word popped into my brain so quickly that night, it’s one of my greatest achievements ever.
Anyways, here was my reply to that email:
See, I’m the girl you’d raise a mug of beer to at the bar and say “to Spelunking” and I’d match your mug with my own, keeping eye contact with one another as we competed to see who could down it the quickest.
I’m not the girl you say phallus to. At least not unless you want me to laugh in your face and spit my beer out while doing so.
This is the kind of guy who daintily caresses my fingers and would say “I want to lay with you and make passionate love like a dance of doves etching their non-melancholy song across the cumulus cloudy night sky.”
Whereas I just want my panties ripped down to my ankles, my face mushed into the pillows, my ankles kicked apart and fucked hard ‘n long over the sofa while you pull my hair.
^ I typed that line knowing it would instantly make your phallus stand and salute. At ease gentlemen. The only way I fuck is if the slave is tied to a chair and I’m choking him with both hands as I use his neck for leverage to help me cum quicker.
Anyways, point is … stop trying to impress me with your writing, you don’t have to “one-up” me. I’m just tryin’ to get yer’ number, how ya like ‘dem apples?
Look, I learned to write from what was basically a creative writing class for ESL students in Australia – taught by Vladimir, a Russian giant who looked like a cross between a bearded Viking and Robin Williams.
A guy who’s first line on the first day of class was , verbatim: “I am here to give you rope. You can use to climb or you can hang yourself. I give no fuck.”
I have no visions of usurping Stephen King.
I’m just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to …. ok ok I’m not going to steal Julia Roberts’ line from Notting Hill.
I’m a Thai chick, trying to have a written drink with you at a bar called jaa4u.com , in hopes that you’ll feel smitten enough to come visit me so that thereafter: I can make you forever remember who is the true owner of your dick.
Err, sorry, Phallus 😛
Mistress Jaa
xx
(hey guys, Mistress Wael is going to begin her multi-part series on Human Toilet Slavery later tonight. I’m off now until January 3rd, I’ll resume writing once she’s done posting her final part of that series, I think it’s 10 stories long. Happy Holidays to you, see ya on the flip side.)
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If you decide to fill out the form, double check that you’ve typed in your email address properly cuz guess what? If you fuck that up, I can’t get back to you, end of story. It’s shocking how many guys can’t spell their own email address.
Mistress Wael is available from 1pm until 10pm every day, while I am available at either 7pm or 10pm Monday – Thursday and 4pm on Friday’s.
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Human Toilet Training with Mistress Wael is 15k and with me it’s 20k.
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Can you cum before I count to 10? Do you know what the consequences are if you fail? Perhaps you think it’s a slam-dunk , too easy of a challenge? Well I believe, from what I’ve witnessed so far, is that the pressure to orgasm in such a limited time all but guarantees the slave will fail. Let me explain the rules of this variation on Mistress Wael’s ’20’ game and why it’s so daunting a challenge.
First, let’s go over Mistress Wael’s “20” Tease & Denial game , a gauntlet that she makes her slave suffer through nearly every session that involves cock edging.
The 20 Game
After Mistress Wael or I have tied you to the bed we begin with idle chit chat as your cock is being fondled , in such a way that you’re not really paying attention to its ever increasing stiffness as our conversation meanders on.
Then, with a narrowing of the eyes , the slave can instantly tell something is about to change as their cock is doused in warm baby oil.
With the onset of meticulously slow strokes up and down the shaft the game is afoot and we’ll instruct the slave to not cum – else there will be dire consequences – before we slowly reach 20 in our count up from 1.
Every slave makes it to 20 the first time around. Usually they’ll sink back into the pillow with a smile on their face as they enjoy the skillful hand slowly stimulating every inch of their shaft and head.
Pssht. I’ll let ’em have their moment of glory and relaxation. This isn’t a massage with a happy ending folks.
For in round two both the rhythmic pace of the stroking and the firmness of the grip increase ever so slightly and this time as we count up towards 20 there is always a noticeable swallowing of the lump building in the throat and a few pillow adjustments here and there , but nonetheless they do survive.
Wael and I are pretty good with our facial expressions , something we both picked up on from our predecessor the original Mistress Jaa who could do a whole session with just eye contact and keep her slaves riveted.
… who by the way, is on her way to England tomorrow , permanently.
After the slave has survived round 2 we’ll pout our lips in frustration at the slaves “awesome” ability to survive the slow count to 20 , just know that once you see that oh-so-cute pouty lipped look … the shit’s about to hit the fan.
Round 3 the pumping starts to get the slave breathing heavily and there’s the occasional pause on the up stroke to squeeze under the head – and all we’re doing there is putting the seed in the brain of the slave of what he’ll have to do himself momentarily.
The slave’s hand claw at the bed somewhat more aggressively during round 3 and surely the head rises up off the pillows as there is a question in his mind as to whether he’ll survive until 20.
Round 4 is where all hell breaks loose.
Pumping is replaced by furious pumping, the second hand comes in to fondle the testicles and a finger slides down towards the anus but doesn’t penetrate yet … it just hangs there as a reminder of what’s to come.
The cadence of the numbers being counted remains the same … 1 … long pause … 2 … long pause … 3 …. and by the time 6 is spoken the slave is squeezing out balls of sweat and the first verbal warning will fuck with his mind somewhat “don’t you dare fucking cum , understand?”
“Yes Mistress” he’ll eek out as he slowly begins to hyper ventilate , clutching at the fabric of the bed sheets like someone hanging for dear life from the edge of a cliff.
16….17…..
“Jesus Christ” , the lords name always comes up in round 4.
“Cum … and I swear to god I’ll piss and shit right down your fucking throat , hold it , don’t you dare fucking cum” I’ll say with a tone of threatening anger in my voice. Wael will just smile at this point and say “you’re fucked, you know that right?”
With the cock dancing back and forth like a sunflower in the wind I’ll hold eye contact as I slowly slide my finger inside his ass and begin the ‘come here” movement as the heel of my hand rubs back and forth on his balls.
I’m looking for the “ah, I’m fucked” look before I violently grab the cock with my free hand , placing it right on the cleavage of my boobs and I’ll start with a menacing “ONE …. don’t you dare fucking cum you hear me? TWO … I fucking mean it”
Needless to say that by the time I hit the teens talking to him in such a manner he’s spewing pre-cum all over my hand and has the look of someone who’s trying to squeeze out his 100th sit-up.
They’ll actually remain – most slaves – in the crunch sit up position , and just hold it there until I hit 20 where they’ll collapse in a sweaty heap back in my pillows.
One round , if we include the break between rounds lasts less than 5 minutes. At the start of round 5 we’re just barely entering in the the second half hour … of a 2 hour session. The guy sees he’s 1/4 of the way into his ordeal only and the panic really starts to set in.
By round 8 there is more profanity being thrown about than a pick-up basketball game in Harlem. And it’s all by the slave.
That’s the 20 game in a nutshell.
So I got to thinking recently, what could be the opposite of such a game?
The idea of the game’s evolution came to me last Sunday when I invited a recent Tinder date guy I had seen before over to watch the movies Alien and Aliens on my Disney+ subscription.
I’d only spent the Saturday back home planting my watermelons and wanted to beat the incoming monsoon rains that were in the forecast so I cut my home visit short , but at the same time I didn’t want to feel lonely that Sunday either.
Rainy Sunday’s spent alone make me moody and sad.
The problem is , as it is with all girls in the world, is that when I invite a guy over to watch a movie I intend to … well, watch the movies lol … and he’s thinking he’s getting laid sometime before Kane gets impregnated with the alien host on his face 20 minutes into the flick.
Cum Before I Count To 10
So here is what I do to remedy such horniness.
I confront him with the fact I’m not going to have his cock disturb an afternoon of watching movies. Direct and to the point with constant eye contact and a scowl across my face.
My hand will reach down and grab his manhood with force and I’ll say to him “when I begin counting, you have until the count of 10 to cum for me, or I swear to you I will ignore your cock every date going forward until you learn to control it.”
Now the secret to doing this is to give the guy some visual stimulation as dudes are all about what they see.
To that effect, I’ll spin around doggy style with my face looking at the tv, his cock below my chin, and my g-string covered pussy pointed right as his face like it was a gun in a Clint Eastwood movie.
And I’ll start stroking slowly.
“One” I’ll say loudly, “and don’t you dare think about touching my panties or my pussy, TWO”
It’s a very rare time that I will ever hit 8 or 9 before he shoots his load all over his knees. Now mind you, I AM counting uber-slowly, so in seconds it’s closer to 40 seconds than 10.
But it’s the pressure of the number combined with my pussy wagging in his face that causes any Tinder date to spew his load.
And then we can get down to some nice and cozy movie watching.
Oh, one more thing.
Whereas in a session I will ever-so-slowly extract every single last drop of cum from the softening cock with firm meticulous hand strokes … in this case I’ll leave half of it in his balls and drop his cock like a fat kid drops broccoli.
ie: I don’t give him the satisfaction of a full well milked orgasm, and nor is is a ruined one. Sort of half way between which leaves him content and yet somewhat frustrated.
Is it mean, perhaps.
But at least I can guarantee myself that only 4 eyes will be watching the movie while the one eyed snake sleeps happily 🙂
Mistress Jaa
p.s: starting tomorrow Mistress Wael is going to be posting her 10 part series on Human Toilet Slavery which will give you the deepest inside knowledge on a fetish that I bet you didn’t even think you’d want to try.
With the exception of the 26th and 27th of this month, I am now off until January 3rd, 2023 and will be focusing on writing for both this site and my Loyalfans femdom blog.
I hope you have the happiest of holidays and I’ll see you in person on the flip side. My next blog story will follow Wael’s 10 part series sometime just after Christmas.
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Looking to book a session? Fill out the form or send one of us an email and in it be very descriptive about what you would like for a session, where you’re from, what your name is, and when you would like to meet.
If you decide to fill out the form, double check that you’ve typed in your email address properly cuz guess what? If you fuck that up, I can’t get back to you, end of story. It’s shocking how many guys can’t spell their own email address.
Mistress Wael is available from 1pm until 10pm every day, while I am available at either 7pm or 10pm Monday – Thursday and 4pm on Friday’s.
1 hour sessions are 5k baht while 2 hours are 7k.
Human Toilet Training with Mistress Wael is 15k and with me it’s 20k.
With Mistress Wael sessions are outcalls at your hotel, house or condo and with me they are held here at my condo.
Check out our Fees & Bookings page for all the information you need to know for booking your session with us.
Heyyyy, ya I’m still here. I just decided to focus all my energy on writing many shorter stories every day on my Loyalfans for 2 months. I had to see how doing something like that would affect the balance between session volume vs subscriber #’s. An internal case study, let’s call it that.
It was a wash to be frank.
Places like my Loyalfans and the god awful Onlyfans that Wael is still on and at war with always has a revolving front and back door where 2 leave and 2 new decide to join in their place. It’s like running on a treadmill and it’s oblivious to how much work and daily energy I put into it.
At least I know now.
Sessions, what can I say … I’ve been doing this for almost 10 years now and the number of repeat visits I get from all my tenured slaves makes it so this business runs itself.
Also, keep in mind that I now take all weekends off, so that cuts my availability to 2 sessions a night from Monday to Thursday only, and then one Friday time slot from 4-6pm before I hop on the bus to go home and fuss with my garden again.
However, I think I’m done testing shit out. I needed to know where to focus my energy in 2023 and this will be where I’ll be posting most every day going forward.
I much prefer writing out longer stories that don’t have a word count max / post hindering me. Also, fuck censorship. I have a platform where I can do something not many can comfortably do in this age of being cancelled … I can say whatever the fuck I want to say with impunity.
Watch this:
“In school I used to line up the 13 year old kids two grades younger than me behind the school against the fence. I’d tell them to drop their pants as I walked by with a twitch and spanked the living shit out of them. Upon ordering them to spread their legs I would walk behind them, tell each to close his eyes as my foot introduced their young lives to crippling cbt as I’d bury the pointy toe of my school shoes either up their asshole or it’d shatter their tiny balls. Little shits were so scared by the time I got to the 2nd kid they’d piss their pants.”
See? That would get me banned instantly on Onlyfans if I typed that. Can you count how many censored words I just freely used? A = 7
Anyways, that’s not what I want to talk about in this post.
From the start of 2022 I’ve basically stopped posting here on jaa4u any ‘ho-hum’ Tease & Denial story as I do them every single day. Instead, I would wait for the most dramatic sessions and I’d keep those stories for here while typing out my day to day thoughts on Loyalfans.
Which was all well and good while covid was still hovering around like a ghost and business was just experiencing its first uptick since the 2 year lockdown status.
I’m no longer going to be writing about the sensational sessions here as I now need to disuade you all from contemplating having me arrange one for you. Like The Ladyboy Gauntlet, let’s use that as an example to illustrate why such sessions are a thing of the past now.
You see, back in January of 2022 I was the only one doing constant sessions. One of the ways I was able to do that was to arrange these fantastic fantasy sessions for my submissives with the most elaborate imaginations.
One such fantasy is to have a large group of either girls or ladyboys use them mercilessly and in the most humiliating way possible. Gangbangs. Conga line spit roast sessions. 13 ladyboy bukake events. Stuff like that.
The reason I was able to pull such grand events off was because nobody had any way of making money back then.
So if I offered a 2 hour ass fucking session with 5 ladyboys, each and every ladyboy I would call would instantly say yes and agree to all conditions of the session.
Ya, it was an expensive session for any slave asking me to put his fantasy together, but I would do so knowing I could absolutely deliver the exact fantasy the slave had been dreaming about his whole life.
That is no longer the case.
With tourists dripping onto the streets like bees scurrying out of a fallen beehive, the law of supply and demand has swung the polar opposite way to the extreme of having way too many tourists asking for the services of just a few ladyboys.
And I can throw working girls into that equation too, though not quite the imbalance – it is still skewed far enough to oversupply that reserving any of these workers for my 2 hour sessions is an impossibility now.
Anyone you bring home with you, or that I try to work with has one collective mantra which is “Fuck & Go” and to hell with customer service. It’s just “how fast can I milk the cum out of this guy so I can get back to the bar and pick up the next guy.”
It’s awful.
Last gauntlet session I arranged, they all left only 20 minutes into our session. Then it happened again, and again and yet again.
You guys, who have sought company other than me have emailed me back saying time and time again how disappointed you were with the girl’s company.
And I’m like “Ya, welcome to the Fuck & Go era of Bangkok.”
That’s too bad man. I had so much fun writing about those wild sessions. But it is time to focus on the sexy seduction way that I do Tease & Denial and all the other one on one fetishes I do that drive men crazy.
Hell, I used to write about such sessions for 8 straight years, until covid hit. Then I branched into online, and then into those wild sessions and now I’ve come full circle back to what I’ve always done since day one.
Only, there’s a twist.
As good as I am at seducing men, I’ve found a new interest that excites me. Have to confess something to you guys, I’m kind of addicted at using men as my personal toilet. Lately I’ve been doing more and more of such sessions.
And look, I’m not stepping on Mistress Wael’s toes by saying that, because we each have our own very distinct ways that we handle such sessions.
I’ll write about it in detail just before Mistress Wael starts to post her 10 part series on Human Toilet Slavery this week so you are all clear on how our sessions differ when it comes to HTT – human toilet training.
I’m just telling ya – it’s fun for me.
My 20k price tag scares away the pretenders too so my life is not centered around eating enough food to be able to shit on demand every 24 hours, kind of like what Mistress Wael is going through now. The girl breaks a 3-hour sweat at the gym every day just to maintain her weight.
Anyways, I’m getting off topic which always happens when I sit and write from the top of my head.
Fuck & Go man, it’s the new city motto in the post-covid era.
Which leaves you guys exactly two options, 0ne being to surround yourself with ideally two or more sycophants of whatever gender you prefer and dangle the money carrot in front of their noses all the while letting each know the existence of the other.
So long as you don’t care to reside here which would bring jealousy into play I think that would be your best option.
The other is to play the Tinder game which is fine so long as you know that you are one of many. Or worse, you run into someone like me who’s playing you.
Else, you submit to the fact that your partner for the night is indeed the shortest of short time rentals and slowly develop a festering hate for how much money ‘short time’ is costing you compared to the pre-covid years.
As a Mistress, my option is to rid myself of them and focus on the one to one seductive connections that I’ve long since perfected.
Mistress Wael has a unique approach on the matter and I know she’s in the process of making a post regarding how she’s flipping the Fuck & Go “less for more” mantra on its head. So I’ll let her devote a post to her superior customer service model.
She’s a shrewd business woman, I think you’ll find her thoughts on the matter refreshing.
That’s all I wanted to say for now.
Umm, as an update – so that we’re clear on how I’m approaching sessions in 2023, I am continuing to limit my sessions to the 7pm and 10pm time slots Monday thru Thursday and then a singular 4pm-6pm availability on Friday afternoon.
Weekends I am always off and never in the city. I have found that this is the key to doing this job long-term.
The sessions I continue to cherry-pick will be those who are keenly interested in Tease & Denial and being mind-fucked or seduced in the process. Those are the sessions I enjoy the most.
A close second though is using slaves roughly and rudely as my toilet in the most humiliating way possible. It’s expensive, 20k, but that keeps the pretenders well at arms length. Quality of slaves over quantity, it’s been my recent focus and is serving me well.
Also, Wael and I are being ultra-choosy when it comes to the Mistress as a Girlfriend 24/7 session, saying no about 90% of the time of late.
Those sessions are meant to be intimate and intense – and thus can only be done with well tenured slaves who’s personality is wholly agreeable to whichever Mistress he is serving.
It’s meant to be a deep dive into the mind-fuckery that comes from a Mistress / Slave relationship and that just simply cannot be done if the person serving us is annoying as fuck.
Or in short, “ain’t worth the 20k, period.”
What else? Fuck it’s strange to be updating my jaa4u readers like this as for the decade before covid I didn’t have any other platform to express my thoughts. This blog was IT.
All these day to day thoughts get posted 3-10 times per day now on my Loyalfans blog. I’m quite well aware that you sir – are probably a first time reader and not one of the guys who follows me throughout the day on Loyalfans.
So I’m trying to think what key things you need to know to get you up to speed on who I am and what I’ve been doing of late.
I guess the last thing I want to draw your attention to is the ratio of session requests to the actual submissive guys we end up booking and seeing.
For me that imbalance is about 3:1 , in that for every 3 session requests I get, I’ll commit to just one.
Part of that is due to me strictly seeing submissive guys who come from anywhere else but Asia, with the exception of some exceptional Singaporeans who’s company and servitude I very much enjoy.
There’s a few in Hong Kong as well, but the rest that I see are strictly North American, European or Australian / New Zealanders.
Immediately tossed are the “Hi Mistress, I want a session” types of emails. May I remind you that a) I am in high demand and b) you are competing against 3 other people usually – so it would behoove you to take the time to properly introduce yourself at length.
After all, your competitors certainly are doing so.
That ratio is of session requests to bookings is much higher for Mistress Wael, in the neighborhood of 6 or possibly 7:1 !!!
The two reasons behind that though is that she is the de facto go to Human Toilet Training Mistress, umm, not just in Asia but world wide now.
As such, the majority of her session requests come from slaves wishing to be trained in that realm.
There’s a finite limit on the number of times a Mistress can shit in a slave’s mouth per week. Two at the most, usually and thus the queue of slaves waiting to be trained by her.
Secondly, as briefly alluded to above, she puts in time and effort that is far and above what any other Mistress in Asia puts in to each and every one of her slaves.
Given that said slaves are very well aware of the Fuck & Go mentality of giving less and less of one’s time … Mistress Wael’s opposite approach of dedicating as much time as she can to each and every slave has made her get more repeat bookings than anyone else.
So combine her massive popularity with HTT sessions with session requests coming in daily from people dropping by the city again and ya, you get that dramatic 7:1 ratio.
And god bless her for trying to see each and every one of her slaves. I used to do that, and like I said – I had to abandon that approach for working only 4.5 days/week or my true personality would have dissolved into my Mistress personality.
Ok, I’ve talked your ear off enough. If you want daily updates on my sessions, what I’m doing, what things I’m thinking and writing about then give me a follow or subscribe on my Loyalfans as that’s where I am each and every day before I do my evening sessions.
I much prefer you email us if looking for a session, but if you prefer using the form then please be just as expressive as you’d be if sending me an email. Forms seem to constrain people’s thoughts for whatever reason. Take care, see you soon 🙂
Mistress Jaa
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I have been posting every single day on my Onlyfans and my Loyalfans. Using Onlyfans to practice speaking stories into my phone every day for 2.5 years has really helped me.
And now because Mistress Jaa is mostly off now until January 4th I am going to practice posing all my female domination stories here instead of Onlyfans.
Just like I do on Onlyfans I will post 1 or 2 stories every day.
It is scary for me to post here still. I don’t mind posting a story when I know only my 30 long time Onlyfans subscribers will read it and help me fix or improve it.
Because I never post on the main blog. I only send my stories by private mass message. When I post here I know everybody will be reading it. Scares the hell out of me.
Ok so here is what I have planned for you.
I want to write a 10-part story on Human Toilet Slavery and share with you all my experience I have from all the Human Toilet Training sessions I have done.
Then I want to share with you how my business plan is different than all other Mistresses.
But first let me start to get you caught up with the daily stories I have been writing and sharing in private on my Onlyfans (which I hate so so much)
My last Femdom Stories blog left off with the last story I wrote back in May. So here are all of my stories from June:
June 5th, 2022
Yesterday I was able to go over to Mistress Jaa’s new condo. I didn’t go to see the new place though. I went to get a few of my toys back. Including the thing I needed most – my mouth spreader.
It locks the mouth in an always open position and can be quite dangerous if stretched too far. I know because last month I locked a mouth too far stretched open. He got a cramp in his jaw and could not swallow. My hands were shaking when trying to get it off.
Anyways. With the mouth spreader I was able to do inescapable deep mouth farting and I enjoyed it very much. Until ….
Until he threw up lol. Seriously. One of my farts was so wet , so long, and so disgusting that he threw up in his mouth.
Which is a disgusting problem. Why? Well with the mouth held open there is no way to control something in your mouth like food. You have no choice but to swallow.
And that made it impossible for him to use his safe word at the time.
That was another problem. Because I still had about 5 more farts to deliver. By the end he was kicking his feet all over the bed.
Oh. He was tied up with japanese knots so he couldn’t move at all.
I think from before … anytime that I have done femdom farting … this time was the worst for my slave. I never thought farting could be worse than … you know. But it was. I think it was the smell. I used a lot of fish sauce yesterday. Fish sauce smells awful. It smells 100x worse after 12 hours inside of me lol.
Mistress Jaa is off until June 20th. Means I have to do everything. I hate it when I have to do her email. I’m so slow. It took me 4 hours just to answer all the emails yesterday. At the end it was a 12 hour day.
I slept from when I finished at 10pm. That’s why I’m late posting – its 7:30am !!
June 16th, 2022
Well I did it. I finally went too far. One of my girls quit because of one of my crazy ideas yesterday lol.
I’m not mad at myself. Honestly I think its funny that one of my ideas pushed a bar girl over the edge haha. Because if a fucking bar girl is saying “enough” then you know my idea was a bit coo-coo 😛
So what did I do this time? I am so happy you want to know 🙂
Let me show you what he wrote first. I’ll copy paste :
“I would be honoured if my cock got as close as that stud to fucking you. But if you choose to, I would happily use my tongue or fingers. Which I am told I am very talented with.”
Anytime a slave brags about how good his tongue or fingers are … one I know its probably bullshit because he’s been lied to all his life …. and two … I get this desire to make him never want to eat pussy again. Ever.
I’m not normal, ok. I told you , I like to see men suffer through sex.
My ex husband never ate my pussy. Not even once. So the first foreigner “boyfriend” (he used me because I was stupid back then) ((still am a bit haha)) who went down on me – well I got addicted.
I got addicted so much that I would never lift up my hips to move to his mouth. Why because I wanted it to last a long time. And if I keep my hips low and still I can last a very long time before I cum.
He – hated that I did that. He complained his neck would get very sore if he went down on my for too long. Back then I listened to him. But I kept the information about neck soreness.
I also kept the information from all my ass licking videos that slaves complain of tonge soreness after 10-15 minutes of deep licking.
Put the information together and … I came up with an idea of how to punish a slave with pussy eating.
So I promised my slave he would get to eat pussy last night.
Then I called the small girl from the 2 that I showed you last month. Remember? Her friend has quit too. She quit last month because she prefers to fuck for 10 minutes and leave. She thinks the femdom things I do are a waste of time. All girls here think like that. Its my #1 problem.
All I did was to tell the girl to lay down on the bed with her legs open. I then told my slave to get in there and make her cum with his tongue but in Thai I told the girl to not get horny and to never lift her hips.
And once he was between her legs I sat on his back … the part right above his ass. I was facing his ass and not looking at the girl’s face. I wanted to encourage him to keep going with prostate play when he got tired
You probably can guess. I am not a light girl. It’s why my facesitting is so famous.
But sitting on the lower back of my slave made him struggle. I sat on him because my goal was to eventually make his neck lock up.
And it did. Just after one hour and twenty minutes of licking her non-stop his neck cramped. It locked into place so he couldn’t turn his head left or right.
And still I made him eat pussy.
From 90 minutes to 120 minutes his tongue locked up too. He could no longer move his tongue in and out or side to side. So he had to keep his tongue straight and move his whole body … because remember his neck was locked up too.
And still I made him eat pussy.
Suddenly at exactly 2 hours the girl said something very rude in Thai … got off the bed … got dressed … and left in 20 seconds.
I was mad. My slave was relieved.
“Oh fucking thank god” he said while trying to sit up from under me and bend his neck.
I got off him. Took her place. Opened my legs. Grabbed him by his hair and pushed him down into my pussy.
‘No. No. Fuck no. No more. Please” he begged.
“EAT” I said.
“Eat until you drop” and as I said it I turned on Netflix and watched Jennifer Lopez’s documentary called HalfTime.
It was a 2 hour movie !!!
I’m thinking … that slave will remember last night every time he has to eat pussy in the future … and I don’t think he will ever enjoy eating pussy as much as he did before 🙂
June 17th, 2022
This is what it is like teasing a guy with Mistress Jaa. I go through this every-single-time , including last night.
So Mistress Jaa and I were playing with the cat in the lobby of her condo … the cat really likes me but not her and I don’t know why.
When we saw our submissive slave walk slowly into the lobby he had the typical reaction. His jaw opened. He couldn’t get words out of his mouth. His eyes looked like a deer crossing a road in front of a car.
I sighed. It’s like going out to a dance club with a supermodel when I am with her. She gets 99 eyes and I get 1. I have never seen a guy with 1 eye before. But trust me … if he exists … I would get him.
Or maybe that means one guy is looking at both of us at the same time. Yes. That makes more sense lol.
So every train has 2 cars that everybody knows … right? The engine. And the caboose.
Mistress Jaa and I switched. Sometimes I play the engine … sitting on or beside the slave’s face. Sometimes she does.
The caboose plays with the cock.
I have news for you. Every … single …. slave ….. wants me to be the caboose.
And it is not because he wants to look at the train’s pretty engine.
It’s because she isn’t that good at being the caboose lol.
Which proves to me one thing. If men have to choose between beauty and a girl who can make his cock super hard and horny … they will ALWAYS choose the girl who can make his cock hard and horny.
So every slave will pretend he is struggling with having something as light as a piece of paper facesit him …..
…. just so they can cry , moan and beg because of who is playing the caboose !!!! :))))
June 18th, 2022
The slave I am going to tease tomorrow emailed me today and confessed that he doesn’t stay hard for long.
I told him that I have been training the cocks of my best slaves to reach the point where they cannot get hard at all. “And so” I wrote to him , “soft cocks don’t bother me because it turns me on to teach them how to never get hard.”
All it takes is about 100 good movies to complete the training.
Oh sure. The cock will start off hard at the start of the movie when I first touch it.
But as I touch it in a way that’s too soft for the cock to get enough stimulation to stay erect … it soon gets frustrated. As it gets frustrated , it shrinks.
Yes, I’ll touch the balls every once in a while just to give it a bit of hope.
But that hope will always die. Why? Because I am always touching the cock like I am touching bakery dough.
Basically I am just massaging my hand by twisting, folding and pulling the cock in all its least sensitive areas.
When it gets too small I will either brush the balls or push my thumb in just under the head and rub it in tiny circles for a few seconds.
Not enough to make it hard. Just enough to get its attention.
Trust me. 3 hours of that every day (I always pick long movies) x 100 films = a cock that’s so frustrated it gives up on getting hard ever again.
I have even done this on 25 yr old slaves. Just in case you think it is something that would only work on an older slave.
Why do I do this?
Good question. I think it is because I like a slave’s cock to be fully trained to not function like a normal cock. I love the power I can have over it.
I enjoy doing this more than I enjoy ruining orgasms to be honest.
Because this takes time … a lot of time. It’s like breaking a man slowly … unbearably slowly … until he is no longer a man … but a broken slave.
June 19th, 2022
Today is the 1 yr anniversary of me being able to pay off my car.
It was so important that I didn’t lose it because of not being able to make the payments through covid lockdowns.
My dad , who has one leg now , is able to drive the monks at the temple near our house around every morning because the houses where my family lives in the mountains are so far apart.
That money keeps him alive. Not happy , but at least he can survive.
Sigh. There is so much drama happening in my family right now. I don’t ever tell you about it because there shouldn’t be drama in a family. There should be respect and love.
My daughters and my sister and her daughter have all moved out. My daughters have gone wild with all the freedom now that they live in Chiang Rai and not locked away in the mountains.
Dad and mom living together is exactly like the movie The War of the Roses. It will probably have the same ending too.
Because my daughters don’t listen to my sister and come home whenever they want my sister has now moved somewhere else because she doesn’t want to get in trouble when trouble finds my daughters.
And through all this everybody blames me. Like everybody.
Every single person called me today to yell at me.
I didn’t say a word. All I kept thinking about was how I saved the family through covid by sending money every month and paying for the car until it was paid for.
My slave … the one you see in the videos … is a very sad person. He has no family at all in the world. He feels absolutely alone. When his wife left him and took his son … remember I told you about that last year? … he gave up on life.
I told him that I would give anything I think … to change lives with him. I would love to be alone with no family. I almost am anyways. I might support my whole family but nobody appreciates me or what I do. Nobody calls me anyways.
I think I would rather have nobody in the world to call.
Anyways I think I shocked him when I said that. He taught me something in English … “the grass is always greener on the other side” he always says to me.
I’ll post this at 8pm so you’ll be able to read it while I am working.
Should be back home by 10:30 but I’ll finish posting on my loyal ….. fans first and then I’ll post here at about midnight.
June 20th, 2022
I am really not good at conversation when I am the only one speaking 🙁 It is the worst thing for me to have a slave who is sooooooo submissive that he is too scared to speak.
“Yes Mistress” is not a conversation.
Yesterday I was so … how do I say it …. I didn’t know what to say , I only knew what to do … make sense?
Let me give you an example from a normal tease and denial conversation … this is something I will say when the slave has had enough of my teasing and his cock is pulsing … his balls are tight and he is breathing so hard …
“If you tell me how you are feeling … I might let you cum … so tell me how your cock and balls feel right now?” … and when I say that I will jerk my hand very fast and pull on his balls to make him answer quickly.
It works 99% of the time. The slave will confess he feels awful , or he feels frustrated , or he will scream he cannot take it and beg me. Something. They will confess something.
But last night my slave said … nothing … when I said that to him. Grrrr ><
Do you know what somebody looks like and sounds like when they are shot with a Tazer gun by the police? Ya … that was his reaction and the sound of his answer every single time.
“Do you want to cum? Hmmmm?”
“uhhhhhhhhhh hhh uhhhh hhhh uhhhhhhhh”
And I’m like .. wtf ??
“Do you enjoy having your cock edged like this for 2 hours?”
“uhhhhhh uhhhhh hh uhhhhhhhhh”
I got so pi$$ed off that I didn’t bother to let him cum properly. It wasn’t even a ruined orgasm. I got it so that the cum died between his balls and the shaft of his cock. So his balls were pumping because I was squeezing them gently over and over again. But because I was playing with his cock so there was 0 feeling to help him cum for 5 seconds and then only 1 second of squeezing … the cum didn’t come out.
And that was the only time he spoke !!!
“Huh? Why no cum? Why no cum? What happened to my cum?”
I just shrugged my shoulders. Didn’t say a word. See … two can play the game of silence haha.
June 21st, 2022
In Desperate Housewives – my favorite show – there is a man who is a sex addict and has to go to therapy for it.
I think they put him in the show because to be a sex addict is a funny thing if it is on a funny show on tv.
But I know one. He is my slave. And the things I can make him do … well, there is no limit.
What I needed to do tonight was to bribe the taxi driver to go along with my idea. The thing you maybe don’t know about my country is that everything is for sale and everything can be bought or arranged. Anything.
I don’t want to ruin Mistress Jaa’s book but she has a chapter about the things she helped arrange for original Mistress Jaa.
For example, original Jaa was married to a fake person. 100% fake. How do you get paperwork for that processed? $$$$
Anyways. The taxi driver agreed to my idea as long as he didn’t have to drive out on the main road.
It was pouring tonight. Monsoon rain started today I think. It is supposed to start middle of July but maybe it was early.
I hate going out in the rain. The place I had to go to was 2 mins from my condo. It was that 1 star hotel at On Nut I told you about before. The place that looks scary to go to at night.
I didn’t want to do anything with femdom when its raining like that. But my slave emailed me 21 times in 30 minutes. That pi$$ed me off even more.
So what I did is I met the slave on the side street. I rolled down the taxi window and told him to strip. Naked. He complained and I said I don’t give a f*ck. So he did.
Then I handcuffed him to the mirror outside the car. There were no door handles to cuff him to and to tie him to the car meant I would get soaked. So only my arms got a bit wet.
I cuffed only one arm. His right one. The one he uses to stroke himself.
Then I told the taxi driver to drive slowly and the slave had to run sideways to keep up with the car.
I rolled down the window and told the slave that the only way he could get in the taxi is if he brought himself to an orgasm.
Then I told him that every minute he doesn’t cum the taxi would start driving faster.
That was a lie. Probably would have dragged him if I tried to do that.
But. Didn’t matter. Do you know why?
He was so turned on by my orders that it took him less than 30 seconds for him to cum.
I was shocked. The guy’s dick is hard 24/7.
What did I do? I uncuffed him. Rolled up the window. And told the taxi to drive away.
I was laughing all the way home.
June 22nd, 2022
“I can’t get hard for very long,” he said.
“I don’t get horny often nowadays,” he said.
“I cum too fast,” he said.
Obviously my new slave had all the wrong girlfriends, wives and Mistress’s in his life … until now.
9 times … he told me about his cock problems. I sound like the principal in Ferris Bueller I know … “9 times”
Took me 1 time to show him he can still be hard like he is 20 yrs old again. No problem.
You would think I had to do so many of my tricks and techniques to keep him hard, right?
Nope. I only used one.
Just sat there talking to him about why the Japanese Yen is falling out of control and why the bond market is causing it.
Horny topic right?
Or maybe … it was just my thumb gliding up over the ridge of his cock head , over and over and over again , sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly … just to send that sensitive tingle from his cock to his brain.
Oh sure … he would start to lift his hips off the bed over time to try and give me hints to go faster or to squeeze harder. But I like taking my time. I wanted to learn about Japan and how it is going to face a decision to destroy its own money or destroy the world.
So I had time to keep playing with the head of his cock …. 2 straight hours of listening and playing.
And you know what? At one point I had to excuse myself. I cannot hold my bladder for too long. So I had to use the washroom for a couple of minutes. I even took my time washing my hands. And I took even more time to put this new Vasoline hand cream on my hands and arms to make them feel super soft.
Point is.
When I went back to continue our conversation 5 minutes had passed. And he was still hard as a rock.
“Thought you had problems staying hard?” I laughed.
“Nobody has ever made me crazy like this,” he said back.
“So tell me more about how Japan controls interest rates” I said … “I have all night to listen and learn” … and I once again started rubbing my thumb up and over the lip of his cock head.
“If I tell you … will you let me cum?”
I looked at him and shrugged my shoulders. “No.”
He threw his head back. Cried. Oh I love it when they cry softly.
But that means … well not always … but it CAN mean that the slave is about to give up and focus on making his cock soft because he has had enough.
I also know the slave is doing that if the slave stops lifting his hips off the bed.
So that is emergency time for me. Time to introduce my left hand … to his balls.
As soon as my left hand started caressing his balls … up went his hips again. And out came the crying again.
It’s like we are having a fight and he pulls a knife by not lifting his hips … only I pull a gun.
I don’t know what a slave would have to do to his body to equal pulling a gun after that … I heard some slaves can make their cock cum by just focusing on cumming. But I think it is bullsh*t. Just a rumor.
Anyways. Even if a slave could do that to try and defeat me … I would just drop a bomb. And by bomb I mean … finger on the prostate.
Only one problem. It is hard to massage balls and finger the prostate with the same hand. Like really hard. If I reach with my little finger it doesn’t quite reach. If I reach with my long finger I lose control over massaging the balls.
So I have not figured out how to do all three perfectly yet …. cock , balls and prostate with both hands. Maybe if I used my foot?
But I don’t dare do all three at the same time very often. No slave can last more than a few seconds when I do that. Especially after hours of edging.
For some reason I felt sorry for my slave. I usually like to leave them hanging or ruin the orgasm.
But he was so out of control with his hips that I kind of wanted to see how big the explosion would be.
It wasn’t an explosion at all !! It leaked out endlessly.
Endlessly because I am kind of a master at milking the balls and pushing it up the cock with slow hard strokes to squeeze every last drop of cum out of the slave.
So for the first time I saw a slave just keep cumming and cumming. It was like up at my home we have a well that we have to pump with a metal handle to get access to water. Only the water … or I mean the cum … was endless.
Some slaves I can milk out 3 or 4 streams of extra cum.
With this slave I got … I’m not kidding … about 12 extra shots of cum that leaked out of his cock slowly.
And then … he fell asleep. Like within 60 seconds he was out cold. Snoring too. lol.
But his dick … still 1/2 awake. He lied. 🙂
June 23rd, 2022
Cock Sickness – yes it’s a thing.
With how busy I have been in June let me tell you why I had to take yesterday off to relax and just have fun. It’s called cock sickness.
I know it’s not just me who gets it. Mistress Jaa gets it a lot. And the original Mistress Jaa quit because of it.
But here is what I don’t know. Maybe you can help me answer this question because it is a question only a man can answer.
Is it possible for a man to fuck / suck too much pussy in too short a time that it makes him sick in his stomach to see a pussy?
Because that is what happens with a Mistress. Too much cock handling = the constant feeling of having to throw up.
It is why 24 hours of straight teasing and femdom play is absolutely not possible.
You know , one of the reasons the original Mistress quit was because of a weekend trip to Vietnam. I’m not saying it was the only reason she quit … but think of it more like a black hole in her memory that if you add too many black holes the whole memory of being a Mistress changes from something nice to something black and awful.
She went on a vacation to Vietnam with her submissive slave. In 48 hours she saw nothing in Vietnam. She didn’t even see the street outside the hotel window. The only thing she saw when she was awake was the slave’s cock which she had to tease non-stop over 2 days.
When you come across a slave who is abnormal – it can be disturbing. Some submissive men are so crazy about sex or having their cock played with that …. well they are like kids who can play video games for 48 hours non-stop without eating or sleeping and think that is normal behavior.
It is VERY important for a Mistress to sniff out guys who have problems like that before anything happens.
You are probably thinking … “if a girl locked me in the room and told me to eat her pussy for 48 hours it would be a dream.” Right?
When you come across a ladyboy in Bangkok who only fucks and refuses to be fucked … it is very likely they have met a sex crazy guy who fucked them non–stop for 2-3 days and their ass probably hurt so much for the next week that they refuse to receive after that.
So you know me. I am always thinking of extreme things right?
This one would be impossible to arrange. But here is my idea.
I want a slave to experience pussy sickness. To do that I would have to tie him to a hotel bed. Then I would have to put 2 big concrete blocks on both sides of his face so he cannot turn away. On top of the blocks I would put a piece of wood with a hole in the middle right over where the slave’s mouth would be.
The wood would have soft fabric on top so it would be comfortable to sit on.
Then … don’t laugh … I would have to go out in Pattaya or Nana and find about 20 bar girls.
I would have to arrange a time for each of them to come. One time on a Saturday. Then again one time on a Sunday. Each time for one hour. Every hour of the day would be organized to have one bar girl show up.
So for 20 hours the slave would have to eat pussy. Non-stop. 4 hours given to sleep and to relieve himself in the bathroom only.
Then he would have to eat pussy another 20 hours. 40 hours in total.
It would be an experiment. I would want to see if he would throw up at anytime in the 2nd day and use his safe word.
My ultimate question is : how much pussy would I have to make the slave eat before he swears he will never ever eat pussy again?
Anyways. That’s what I dreamt yesterday on my day off. I watched Tom Cruise in Oblivion on Netflix. I ordered one of my favorite foods – Iranian Chello Kebab on Saffron Rice. Filmed it too … I’ll show you it next. And had fun thinking of how to make men suffer. lol.
June 24th, 2022
What is it with black guys having sex with girls – on my floor – and at exactly 3:30am?
No. It’s not the same black guy. He moved out. This is a new black guy who is living right across from the room the first black guy fucked his girls.
I had to wait to do my exercise until the stock market closed at 3am. I had things I wanted to sell. The stocks I told you about on Tuesday. Sold them for $3,000.
So to relax I went outside to do my walking around the condo.
3:30am I see a black guy come to the lobby. Just like the first black guy used to do. I laughed to myself.
I thought “he’s probably ordering food but it would be soooooo funny if he is ordering a girl instead.”
He waited for 5 minutes and then went upstairs. 2 minutes later a motorcycle taxi arrives with a girl on the back. A wide girl. I mean … her hips are 1.5x my hips. Not fat but a big girl. Not Thai. White girl but not sure from what country. I didn’t want to stare.
She waits in the lobby. 2 minutes later the same black guy comes down to get her and they go to the elevator.
Now I’m thinking “I wonder if …… nah …. but what if …. he’s getting off on my floor?”
So I run to the elevator , lol. I count the floors and when the elevator stops way up at my floor I say out loud “no fu*king way!!!”
Quickly I run outside and look up at my floor to check out which lights are off and which are on. Then I run like crazy behind the condo and do the same thing there. I see the lights turn on in a room on my floor.
Ok. My walking outside is done. Time to walk inside. I take the other lift up to my floor and inside my room I take off my shoes so I can tip toe in my socks.
I walk so quietly past all the doors and hear nothing but when I walk past the door that had the lights turned on I hear a girl laughing. Sounds like an uncomfortable chit chat laugh. That’s the room.
Now I start walking the hall. Up, down. Up, down. Up, down. 200 steps to go all over the H shaped halls of my floor. Not bad. I get exercise while I am waiting for them to fuck.
Why do I have to listen? I know you want to know that lol.
I think it is because I am a Mistress. Every day I am involved with sexy things, with orgasms , with mind fucking , with dominating. I feel like it is my job to do research on how men fuck girls.
One thing is the same with both black guys. They both don’t get to fucking until exactly 25 minutes after the girl arrives. Is that normal for you guys? It’s a lot of walking up and down the halls hearing nothing at all.
Actually I almost was about to give up. But then he entered her and I don’t think she was ready because I heard a “oh my goodddddddddddd … scream , scream, scream, cry” sound.
“Fuck, I don’t have my phone” I thought. I ran to my room. Well … ran without making a noise in my socks.
Too bad for me. He didn’t start slowly. I should have recorded all the way from my room so you could hear how loud she was at the start.
He impaled her.
Just like the other black guy did.
I mean … what I recorded was the very end. He came in under 2 minutes. He went full speed and then slowed down when he came. I think I’m recording the orgasm part. She was so so so so loud 1 minute before this.
Look. I have been at PB ‘short time’ hotel many many many times. Not for sex … stop thinking dirty. lol
So I have heard many many many girls getting fucked in the next room. NONE of them sound anywhere close to how all the girls on my floor sound when getting fucked by black guys.
Ahem. New fantasy. Of course, right? That is how my mind works.
I want to have one of my slaves impaled by a black guy. I want to record it or video it too.
It has to be inescapable too. So I am thinking to hog tie the slave first. Hands behind the back. Feet tied to the upper leg so he has to balance on his knees. The knees are kept apart by the spreader I have. Ball gag in mouth. Face pushed into the pillow. Doggy style position.
No wait. I want to be sitting in front of the slave holding the pillow between my legs. I want to be able to hold the slave’s head down into the pillow. If he lifts his head up to cry or scream I want to face slap him super hard to teach him to keep his head down.
But mostly. I want to be right in front of his face as he gets impaled.
Fuck I am wet lol. I never get wet at any of my fantasies either. But this one …. mmmmm.
June 25th, 2022
About last night ….
“I only want to go as far as Tease & Denial and Face Sitting” my slave said.
I was putting the facesitting chair in place right in the middle of the living room and I said “uh huh.”
“Maybe a bit of ass licking , if that’s ok?”
I dropped the links for the head support down to the 4th link so that the slave would have to lift his head up against gravity to reach my asshole. “Uh huh” I said.
“I mean , it’s my first time , I don’t want to do anything beyond that … if that’s ok?”
I waved with my hand for him to get down on the floor and get under the chair saying only “uh huh.”
You see … that was the brain in his head making his mouth move. I never talk to that brain , I talk only to the other one. I’m talking about the small brain in his cock that actually controls him and says YES to absolutely anything I ask him to do.
“Your ass is too far , I I I can’t …..”
With my right hand … my strong hand , the one I always use – I slapped his balls and grabbed both of them at the same time. He suddenly was able to reach my asshole.
When I did just that … only that … his cock went from soft to hard as fast as a clown can fill up balloons with an air machine.
I squeezed it really really hard and with my left hand kept flicking the head which was getting harder and more red each moment. That kept his 60yo head lifted up and licking my asshole.
That thing I do that I told you about this week … when I hold the balls in my hand and pull them much much lower so one of my fingers can reach his prostate … I did that and at the same time really stroked his cock super hard.
It’s like a shocking thing to do to a slave. I do it often to my older slaves. It gets them super hard and super close to cumming in the first 30 seconds.
Older slaves think they have seen it all and done it all. They complain their cock cannot get hard.
Until they experience my 30 second shock technique. Then I have their attention. And for as long as I want.
By the time I was drawing rings under his cock with my finger so that the cum would go back down to his balls he was breathing hard and his mind was out of control.
But I didn’t start speaking to him just yet.
I have to let him get close to cumming for about the 10th time before I begin to speak. By that time the slave is so far gone that he will start saying yes to anything I say.
The trick is to give the slave questions he will say yes to.
“Are you having fun?”
“Yes.”
“Are you close to cumming?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes Mistress”
“Good boy. And do you want to cum tonight?”
“Yes Mistress.”
“Do you realize what you must do for me in order for me to let you cum?”
“No Mistress. Please. No.”
“But you want to cum?”
“Yes Mistress.”
“So you know what you must do now , yes?” … It is important I put the ‘yes’ at the end because I am suggesting his answer. Remember, his cock brain will say yes to everything if I ask it in the right way.
He pauses. “Yes Mistress.”
“Good boy.” I begin stroking his cock harder and faster. “Are you ready?”
He says desperately “Yes Mistress , oh my god. Fuck.”
“Oh you are such a good slave. I love you right now , do you know that?” Do you???”
“Yes Mistress. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.”
“Now is the time to show me how much you are devoted to serving me , do you understand?”
“Yes Mistress” (crying voice)
Fuck. Fuck.Fuck.
Now. Depending on what his reaction is I will do one of two things. If I don’t feel him lift his head up I will let go of his cock completely. I will say something like “you are disappointing me” and 99/100 the slave will lift his head right away.
If he lifts his head I will start getting his cock really close to orgasm. Like really really close … almost to the moment where the head of his cock starts pumping by itself.
Why? The book I read calls it positive reinforcement. In Thai we call it การกระตุ้นเชิงบวก
I think its different words in my language. Yes I read and study about it every night. But my books are in Thai.
It’s like when you make a rat do something awful , something that it hates to do , but if you give it a reward as it is doing it … the rat will keep doing what you ask it to do.
Understand? So it was really important last night to have the slave’s cock leaking pre cum everywhere over my hand right when he was most terrified.
And when I head him first start to panic and kick his feet I squeezed his cock even harder.
When all his body started shaking like he was possessed … I played with his balls, squeezed his cock and stuck my baby finger up his ass and pressed it into his prostate like it was pushing a button.
Then there was silence. His body became calm. But just for a moment. I was waiting for the gagging sound he was going to make.
As soon as he made his first gagging sound I started to bring him to orgasm.
The gagging stopped as soon as he began to cum. He shot all over my hand, all over my wrist and even up my arm.
You remember the old way to put an arm cast on? When you had to dip your arm in wax? Ya, my arm was soaked like that.
Now to stop his brain from thinking about what just happened to him I had to make him do something for me.
So I told him to quickly go have a shower … “when you stand in the shower , play with your cock , I want you to be hard when you come out clean … now go , go go.”
And he ran to the shower. They always run. They never walk. Do you know why?
It is like they are running away from their own humiliation. That is why I use the shower trick. If they are in a different room , doing something to make themselves clean again … it helps them be ok with what just happened.
It took 15 minutes for him to come back to the living room of his own hotel suite.
When he did , everything was cleaned up and I was sitting in the chair by the 20th story window waiting for him.
“I …. I …. can’t believe I just did that” he said. They all say that. My reply is always the same too …
“uh huh.”
June 26th, 2022
The slave yesterday asked me … after we were finished … where in the world do I want to go and would I go with him?
I said there is one place I want to see the most.
“Where is that?” he asked.
“Alaska” , I said.
He looked at me like I was crazy. “You …. in Alaska … why?”
And I told him because I want to see all the casinos. I want to walk around in Mistress clothes in the casino looking for the rich men who are winning at cards and make them be my slave.
He looked at my black fishnet stockings I was wearing. Then he looked at my black corset that made my boobs look big. And he said … “if you wear that in Alaska , you will freeze to death in about 5 minutes.”
“There’s no snow in Alaska” I told him. I laughed when I said it.
“There’s no casinos in Alaska” he leaned close to me , ” I don’t think you’re talking about the place you think you’re talking about.”
“There are many casinos” I said , getting mad. “And a hockey team , and buffet restaurants.”
“You mean Las Vegas?” he said.
Somehow in my mind Alaska sounds very much like Las Vegas. I don’t know the world very much. I have never left Bangkok except for 1 day in Singapore 3 yrs ago.
But I think I would rule the town as a Mistress in Las Vegas.
… and maybe even Alaska too
… for 5 minutes. lol
June 27th, 2022
So I wrestled a slave yesterday. It didn’t go well for him.
There are two types of ways that “submissive” men wrestle with a Mistress.
1) They are playful and want to be submitted and dominated.
2) They for some reason want to prove that they are stronger and bigger than me and can hold me down.
So, the first thing they teach you in Jiu Jitsu is how to “get out” of having a man on top of you and pinning the person’s hands to the floor … or the bed in my case.
This is the #1 move men do on me. You can see 2 of my slaves do it in my wrestling videos that i have shared with you already. But they hold me lightly.
Yesterday the guy pinned me hard and dared me to get out. I was like “it’s ok , let’s start again” and he pressed harder saying “no, I want you to get out.”
So I did my move they taught me in class. My hips went to the ceiling. My hands snow angel to my hips. I turn my head so I don’t get squished by his chest.
For the move to work I have to move explosively.
And what happened was he face planted head first into the corner of the bed board and three things hurt him.
He got a fat lip. He loosened a tooth. His head was cut open.
But that’s not all. We were taught that because the move works 100% of the time the next thing to do is to hug the body , put the head under the chin , climb up a bit , wrap the arm , and then roll him so that I am on top.
Then I am supposed to stand up and make distance.
But we were close to the corner of the bed. So when I rolled him he fell off the bed and I landed on him. His head hit the floor so hard he get a big bubble on the back of his head that grew so fast.
So he hurt himself a lot. I guess it is my fault too because there is no other way to do the move. Which is why I almost never do it when having femdom wrestling fun.
If you want I can show you the move so you can see what I am talking about.
Anyways, I’m lucky the guy was impressed and not mad.
Lesson for you is … when femdom wrestling … never ever sit on top of the girl and pin her arms. If she knows what she is doing … you are going to fly head first into the wall or you are going to faceplant on the floor. 100% of the time.
June 28th, 2022
Mistress Jaa said something funny to me today. Well , she was serious. But I found it funny.
“I see cocks as pets. Worm pets.”
Me, I don’t really see a man’s cock as a pet. But I understand what she is getting at. After seeing 1000 of them … they stop becoming interesting. They are things to be controlled. Tamed and controlled. Denied. Flicked. Smacked. Locked up.
I never had a pet in my life. But if I did I don’t think I would ever flick it, or smack it. And I don’t think I would choose a pet in the wild that has to be tamed like a wild horse.
So no, I don’t think it’s a pet. What would a Mistress call a man’s penis then?
This is where I wish my English vocabulary had more words to choose from. Like I’m thinking a Racehorse is something you smack when trying to win a race. But a cock is not a racehorse. It is closer to a worm like Rainy said.
I can tell you this. When a slave is bold and asks me if he will get one shot or two shots I think of Star Trek 2 – The Wrath of Khan. Khan says:
“You are in a position to demand ….. nothing. I on the other hand am in a position to grant …. nothing.”
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My Ladyboy Machine is maybe not the prettiest, not the youngest and not the most chosen. But she fucks like someone who is half animal and half machine. One with no mercy whatsoever. And she absolutely will not stop. Ever. Until you are broken.
Session Cost :
Mistress Wael : 7,000 baht
1 Ladyboy Machine : 3,500
Total: 10,500 baht
Session Duration: Was supposed to be 2 hours but the slave tapped out with his safe word from ass pain after 1 hour 20 minutes.
Initial Email Request: I’m looking for a bit of humiliation , possibly with a ladyboy.
The Machine : My Ladyboy Terminator Session
By Mistress Wael
He wanted humiliation so let me tell you one of my favorite ways to make a slave’s ears turn red.
This was 2 days before I had to get the 6 ladyboys for The Ladyboy Gauntlet so I brought my slave to that same ladyboy bar that everybody I had heard from said was so good.
I sat him down and made him tell me one by one which ladyboys he found to be the most attractive. As he pointed them out I one by one crossed them off my list of ladyboys I would be choosing for him.
I kept asking him until he had named almost every ladyboy in the bar except for the Mamasan boss and the one ladyboy sitting against the wall all alone. The one nobody wanted.
She was older than all of them. Older than me. And I think she was even older than the boss of the bar. She looked like she had been through many wars.
You know about her already , I re-used her in The Ladyboy Gauntlet that I arranged for Mistress Jaa.
I called her over and as soon as I did my slave said “what? her? No, not her , I’m not into her at all.”
To which I said “its not your choice, is it?”
And he went silent.
This was my first moment meeting her. So I had to test her. Anybody can talk , but can they perform? I asked her nicely to take my slave by his hair and drag him around the bar and make him kiss every ladyboys ass.
You know what she did? Fuck it was funny because I had told her to do this in Thai. My submissive slave had no idea what I had just said to her.
So when she grabbed him by his hair and threw him past her onto the floor with both hands I was shocked. Nothing much shocks me anymore. But that did. I think it shocked my slave even more.
He was not a tall or heavy slave. He was only 24. Looked like a weak Harry Potter. So when I say she threw him … I mean she really threw him far. He landed about 2m from the table.
Thing is – he didn’t even have time to complain. She grabbed his hair so hard that I saw – in the dark – some of it fall onto the floor. Like when she was pulling him … he had to walk like a dog running on his hands and knees as fast as he could or he was going to lose 1/2 of his hair.
He had long dark hair and she had it wrapped in her hand like that thing you grab when you ride a horse.
When she got to the first ladyboy she pushed him into her ass. So hard that her friend almost fell over.
They laughed. Other ladyboys saw what was going on and came over. Then in front of everybody in the bar The Machine was grabbing him by his chin and hair and pushing him into all their asses.
I fell in love right there. But I didn’t know that was just the beginning of what she can do.
I hired her. 3,500 baht including the bar fine.
In 9 years I have been a Mistress I have done so many sessions with ladyboys and Mistress Jaa. Not once has a slave ever used his safe word for ass fucking or throat fucking.
And trust me, we have fucked some slaves very hard – especially me because I’m bigger and stronger than Mistress Jaa.
The Machine was the first ladyboy to break a slave and she did it in front of my own eyes.
I even had the bigger dildo. I have stronger muscles. I have watched brutal face fucking and ass fucking videos as study material.
But I learned what I didn’t have was the aggressive animal inside of me like she does.
When we got back to his hotel room the Ladyboy Machine didn’t need me to tell her what to do. What a relief. Usually I have to order everybody around. Arrange positions. Tell them what to say and how to act.
As soon as we got in the room she took her skirt and panties off. Her cock was thick curved and hard.
From there we started to move as one. Each knowing exactly what to do. Incredible because it was the first time we had met.
Grabbing my slave by his collar leash she yanked him to his knees , grabbed his hair again and directed my slave’s mouth onto her cock. From there she grabbed his cheeks and ears and stuck it all the way down without warning.
It was really hard for me to get my strap on dildo in his ass. She was fucking his throat so hard that he kept backing up like a train sliding down a mountain. He was trying to escape her cock but she wouldn’t let him.
Finally I decided just to keep the tip of my dildo inside his hole. Because as he backed up he put my cock in his ass himself by doing so. Eventually with my dildo all the way inside his ass he had nowhere to go.
I learned to be the one to throat fuck first. I mean … I have seen spit pools on the floor before from throat fucking but this was not a pool it was an ocean.
Every time she pulled out of his throat he looked like the girl in The Exorcist when she threw spit across the room at the priest.
I was looking around the room thinking of a place to stand when we switched spots. Then I decided maybe we will just stay in this position for 2 hours and my feet will stay dry.
But in Thai she said to me exactly this “switch! I want this fuckers ass.”
You want to know what it looked like when she was fucking his ass?
Imagine Godzilla mauling a chimpanzee.
Meaning … there was no holding his hips and pushing the dildo in and out like most ladyboys do.
She was trying to climb up and on him so that her cock would go deeper and with gravity would fuck harder. She she was always climbing over him. One leg up on the bed , then two.
The best was when she looked like she was doing the barbell squat I do in my gym and balancing herself by leaning over his back and pushing the back of his head between my legs and into the bed.
Like, through the bed almost.
So me standing there with a strap on and trying to throat fuck him became impossible.
What I did was keep him hard by stroking his cock. It was a bit dangerous. She was pounding him so hard that there was almost no space between his cock and the bed in doggy position.
So I had to lay down beside his knee to reach in and stroke his cock. I say dangerous because when he couldn’t take her fucking him anymore he would collapse on the bed and almost break my wrist.
I don’t want to say prison rape because that sounds bad. But ya, maybe I have to describe the last 1/2 hour as being like that. She didn’t get tired. She got stronger , harder and more forceful.
It was the most “forced” … forced-bi I have ever seen. Like the last 10 minutes were 100% forced. He couldn’t even scream. She had his head pushed so far into the bed that anything he cried sounded muffled.
But what caused him to surrender and use his safe word was me playing with his cock head after I had made him cum on the bed.
I think that was too much. I know how to get the most reaction from a cock that just came , I know where men hate to be rubbed when sensitive.
It’s not just the flat cock head. It’s the sides. The rim around the head. I make one area sensitive and then I switch to a new area. The way I do it makes men scream and beg.
But he was already screaming and begging. So the endless hard fucking now combined with his loss of sexual appetite and me making his body twitch and shake was all just too much for him.
“Mercy. Mercy. Mercy. Mercy” he tried to scream over and over.
The Machine looked at me looking for a cue of how to proceed. I put my hand out making a stop motion. A safe word is a safe word after all. So I shrugged my shoulders at her. It was after all the first time a slave had given up in a session.
… in 9 years time !!!
I leaned over to whisper in his ear “do you feel humiliated?”
He cried. He tried to reach behind him to grab his ass but I wouldn’t let him.
Instead I fed him his cum from the bed.
“Hmm , now you feel even more humiliated don’t you?” I whispered.
He just sobbed into his pillow face down.
I was a bit … umm , not sure how he felt. Usually slaves talk to me after a minute or two if the session was really hard. But he kept his face in the pillow for 5 minutes before I asked him to give me a “thumbs up” if he enjoyed it.
He didn’t just give us one thumb up. He raised both hands and gave us two 🙂
Mistress Wael
Book A Session
Looking to book a session? Fill out the form or send one of us an email and in it be very descriptive about what you would like for a session, where you’re from, what your name is, and when you would like to meet.
If you decide to fill out the form, double check that you’ve typed in your email address properly cuz guess what? If you fuck that up, I can’t get back to you, end of story. It’s shocking how many guys can’t spell their own email address.
Mistress Wael is available from 1pm until 10pm every day, while I am available at either 7pm or 10pm Monday – Thursday and 4pm on Friday’s.
1 hour sessions are 5k baht while 2 hours are 7k.
Human Toilet Training with Mistress Wael is 15k and with me it’s 20k.
With Mistress Wael sessions are outcalls at your hotel, house or condo and with me they are held here at my condo.
Check out our Fees & Bookings page for all the information you need to know for booking your session with us.
Let me clue you in on the 40,000 number, it means squat.
I don’t get session requests from my Twitter , its just a venue to let you know what’s going on , what’s been selling well , where I’m visiting and so on.
My session volume comes directly from this website and from our Loyalfans femdom blogs. Period.
The ironic thing about our Twitter account is that back in the day , when I started it in 2013 , I was posting all kinds of graphic videos and photos with nudity as I was just starting out.
Once it climbed to 40k though , peaking at 43K in March of this year when covid let up I scaled back on what I was posting by a huge margin.
Video clips were no longer 2 minute reveals but 5 second snippits , almost exclusively without nudity save the occasional dick sighting.
Most of the posts were auto-posts from our Loyalfans accounts.
All of the old content had disappeared off the back end of Twitter’s feed so even if one had scrolled all the way to the very end they would have seen nothing but Loyalfans “hey I got a new subscriber” posts.
There was nothing at all that could get our account suspended , or so I thought.
Get this though. Their excuse was that I didn’t have the permission of the slave in my 5 second video clips … even though , to be able to load those videos to Loyalfans and IWantClips he had to send in a form saying he complied lol.
There were 3 dudes in my video clips that I shot with throughout covid, all of which had supplied compliance forms. Grrr.
So Twitter just literally made up an excuse and then they allow one appeal email only – which I used to show the compliance forms – and they just shut off all ability to continue the appeal process.
Basically they said “nope, you’re done , take us to court if you want, we do what we want.”
lol
Anyways, Twitter is the very least of my concerns. In fact I don’t have any concerns presently. I’m fully booked , Wael even more so. The Ladyboy Gauntlet story has taken off and is by far the most in demand session right now, regardless of the price.
My strength has always been , and will always be , what I write, not what I tweet. Well, that and my sizzling body which at age 35 is at its pinnacle of how hot I’m ever going to look.
Fuck Thailand “competition” man , I’m not just the hottest and most tenured Mistress in my country but in all of Asia and I’d say I’m pretty damn high up on the top 20 worldwide list of Mistresses as well.
Not only have I beaten cancer, but I prospered through 2.5 years of no sessions thanks to covid …. and now Twitter is supposed to make me fuss? Pffft.
(new twitter banner coming soon lol)
So give us a new follow if it so moves you to do so. Mistress Wael is about to post “The Machine – Ladyboy Terminator” sometime tonight when she gets home after her sessions.
My next blog post is queued already for Friday morning. Its gonna blow you away.
Later boyz.
Mistress Jaa
Book A Session
Looking to book a session? Fill out the form or send one of us an email and in it be very descriptive about what you would like for a session, where you’re from, what your name is, and when you would like to meet.
If you decide to fill out the form, double check that you’ve typed in your email address properly cuz guess what? If you fuck that up, I can’t get back to you, end of story. It’s shocking how many guys can’t spell their own email address.
Mistress Wael is available from 1pm until 10pm every day, while I am available at either 7pm or 10pm Monday – Thursday and 4pm on Friday’s.
1 hour sessions are 5k baht while 2 hours are 7k.
Human Toilet Training with Mistress Wael is 15k and with me it’s 20k.
With Mistress Wael sessions are outcalls at your hotel, house or condo and with me they are held here at my condo.
Check out our Fees & Bookings page for all the information you need to know for booking your session with us.
The idea for The Ladyboy gauntlet came from two movie sources , one being the old Clint Eastwood movie aptly named The Gauntlet (only think cum instead of bullets flying) and a macabre sci-fi movie I watched on Netflix called Circle.
Oh you can throw in one more scene from one of the Saw movies where a circle of prisoners were tied to a chair and revolving around a shotgun. (replace cocks for shotguns in this case)
Session Cost :
Mistress Jaa : 7,000 baht
Mistress Wael : 3,000 baht
6 Ladyboys : 12,000 baht (2k each)
Total: 22,000 baht
Session Duration: 2 hours , though we did run way overtime and ended up closer to 3 hours.
Initial Email Request: I want to be used like a sissy , like a whore , be made to serve you in any way you deem fit. After reading some of Mistress Wael’s recent adventures and yours as well I have no doubt that you can provide me with the mind blowing experience I am seeking.
The Ladyboy Gauntlet Session
No bulshit here guys, this is how it went down. I’ve had this idea in my mind for a very long time , going back to when we used to use that “ladyboy hair salon” at the corner of Sukhumvit Rd and soi 5 which was a cover for what we’d arrange in the reclining hair dressing chair in the back room.
Pity that place shut down , it did so way before covid hit , and I’ve been itching to put my session idea into play for the longest time since those two movies manifested themselves into this idea I’ve had floating around in my mind.
It’s a pricey session though , and its not every day a submissive slave walks into town and is willing to drop 22,000 baht on a fantasy.
However, given Mistress Wael’s prowess at arranging mind blowing Female Domination and sexual fantasies , this has all become easy to arrange given her little black book of willing participants that we can call upon.
What blows me away – if you can allow me to digress for a moment – is just how willing certain Ladyboys are to engage in far fetched sessions like this one , whereas Mistress Wael – with me talking to her and helping her – asked over 100 girls lately to just fucking face sit a guy in her 2 hour session and every single one refused. Sukhumvit girls man , they have the combined brain power of a gnat. The only thing they want to do is “fuck & go” – and do so as fast as they possibly can. Which , plays right into our hands as there’s a certain level of imagination , brain power, organizational skills required to arrange such a fantasy. Something a gnat can’t possible handle. That pretty much leaves us as the only game in town when it comes to fulfilling these wild fantasies some of our slaves have.
I wanted to blow this fucking guys’ mind by doing something so far beyond what even he had imagined in his most wildest wet dream – and I knew this idea would accomplish just that.
Mistress Wael did the heavy lifting behind the scenes for me. She has this magical ability to gain immediate rapport with ladyboys – they all call her “mae” (mom) out of respect , and she was able to corral 6 of them to come over to my condo.
You’ve never seen 6 ‘girls’ so eager and willing to destroy a slave like this in your life. The more I whispered into their ears over coffee an hour before the session the more they bounced their own ideas off of me.
One of which was a magnificent idea where the ladyboy with the biggest cock would line up at the 12 o’clock position so that her cock would be the biggest drill in the session.
Ok enough skirting the edges of the fantasy, let me explain to you what the ladyboy gauntlet was to be for my slave.
I had the ladyboy’s line up in a circle , one pair standing opposite one another at the 12 and 6pm position. Two more opposite one anther at the 2 and 8 pm position. And then the last two at the 4 and 10pm position.
The slave was to be pulled into the middle of the circle the way one would drag an unwilling animal into a circus cage and he was to face – on his knees – the dangling cock of the ladyboy standing at the 12pm noon position.
Upon my order , the one standing at the noon position – the one with the largest cock – was to grab my slave by the ears , the hair, the back of the neck – whatever … and fuck the ever loving shit out of that slaves throat.
As deep as she could drill him , as hard as she could drill him, for as long as she could drill him until she was to pull out and explode all over his face.
Simultaneously, the ladyboy standing at the 6 o’clock position … the ladyboy with the smallest cock … was to fuck his ass as ruthlessly as she could possibly fuck it.
I specifically told the ladyboys to have absolutely no remorse for the slave.
They were given the green light to pull out and slap or spank the slave’s ass or face as mercilessly as they wanted. In fact I encouraged them to do so as it would potentially frenzy them into fucking even harder.
When the first ladyboy was to jizz all over the slave’s face Mistress Wael and myself would use popsicle sticks to scrape the cum off and into a shot glass … but NOT before taking a selfie with his cum covered face to be used as blackmail material.
How so?
Well the way I had it envisioned in my mind, each progression to the next ladyboy tandem for the slave would be increasingly painful and harder to endure to the finish.
Thus, for motivational purposes , I had wanted to seize the slave’s phone and have password access so that I could threaten to send each and every cum filled selfie to every single person on his contact list IF he used his safe word before completing The Ladyboy Gauntlet.
Upon finishing the first round , the slave would turn to the 2 o’clock / 8 o’clock duo of ladyboys … the next size up of cock thickness and length … and endure another simultaneous face and ass fucking until such a time that she too would pull out and cum all over his face.
We’d take the selfie , then popsicle stick the cum off the face and into the ever increasingly full shot glass and we’d turn him to face the next pair of ladyboys.
Come the end of the final round we intended to use the shot glass as so …
The slave had to guzzle the entire contents of the shot glass WITHOUT so much as making a disapproving sound or wince of his face , else , he’d be forced to endure The Ladyboy Gauntlet yet again.
However, upon hearing me give the slave this final set of instructions just before The Ladyboy Gauntlet began , they told us in Thai that this would not be possible – not without us supplying them with free Viagra an hour before the session.
Ah, lesson learned.
So I had to just use that final repeat of The Ladyboy Gauntlet as a mere threat , but next time … I’ll be ready with Viagra , handing them out like they’re candy. Because , as I’ll attest to in a moment, the slave did indeed wince and we missed out on what would have been an excruciatingly painful second time ’round the gauntlet.
But man, just that all 6 of the ladyboys were willing to do a 2nd round – had I the Viagra to allow them to do so – opens up endless possibilities in the future.
Because I know you guys have that natural improv instinct to play “yes … and” with all my stories , adding on to and improving all these ideas that I come up with. Which is why these sessions get wilder and wilder as they manifest themselves to improved versions stemming from your ideas going forward.
The slave , needless to say , was both excited and apprehensive at the same time.
It is quite daunting I would imagine to be led up the elevator talking to me as we approach my condo , and then seeing Mistress Wael with 6 gorgeous naked ladyboys standing in what must have looked like a witch’s circle all holding hands and smiling devilishly at my slave as we entered the room.
Yes, quite daunting indeed.
“Drop” I said to the slave as soon as he entered the foyer of my condo and I kicked at the back of his knee to buckle him to the floor. It’s a good Jiu Jitsu trick that Wael taught me some time ago.
From there I attached a collar to his neck and told him to strip naked from his knees – tossing his clothes at the door.
At that moment a very cool thing happened – I could see his knees trembling so violently that he could barely support himself as he raised his left leg to remove his pants and he ended up crashing to the floor as everybody in the room simultaneously burst out in laughter.
From there I could visibly see his ears turn beat red and his knees shook even more … so much so that he had to support his knee with one hand as he tried to kick his jeans off. Never wear jeans in Bangkok in August. Sticky sticky.
With now his right leg raised like a dog pissing and his left hand supporting his left knee as he did so I couldn’t help myself. I saw right away how off balance he was and so I tugged on his collar – this time to the right – causing him to crash into the book shelves by the door.
As a few landed on his head the ladyboys all laughed out loud again and I could see a real determined look overcome my slave’s face , coupled with a mark of concern judging by the stressed wrinkles all across his forehead.
“Come” I said after he had disrobed and I walked him like a dog on his quivering knees into the circle of ladyboys and tugged to the right on his collar getting him to face Judy the 12 O’clock ladyboy.
He gasped at the massive size of her cock. Judy was fucking hung like a bear. Not so much in length as she was 6″ inches hard but in girth , oh my gosh , she was inhumanly thick. It didn’t even look like a normal cock , and trust me ok , I’ve seen 10,000 cocks in my time as a Mistress.
This one looked like a slug. A thick fat buggy looking cock that got thicker and thicker as it got to the base. Uncut too so it looked hideous.
But it was hard as a rock and already leaking cum. Some ladyboys , man , they live for gaping throats and asses and Judy was just such a ladyboy.
It was at this point that I began to explain The Ladyboy Gauntlet and what was awaiting him.
Slaves man , they’re a different breed. The more I explained, the harder he got. Well , until I demanded he hand over the password to his phone , that caused his dick to immediately shrink.
Mistress Wael, without even hesitating crashed down upon his ass with her cat-of-nine-tails with a stroke so hard it made my slave actually yelp. That high pitched – loss of verbal control – that people get only when terrified beyond what they thought was humanly possible … that was the sound he made when Wael hit him.
Without further hesitation he barked out the password.
“Why do you need the password? What are you going to do with it? Don’t sms my wife for god sakes , please.”
I kneeled down beside him and whispered gently into his ear while I ran my fingers softly through his shortly cut hair at the back :
“I’m not going to sms anyone , not as long as you continue to survive The Ladyboy Gauntlet. But the moment you use your safe word , well let’s just say that every contact you have in that phone is going to be looking at photos you definitely don’t want them to be seeing.”
He nodded. His cock growing even larger as he acknowledged those new set of conditions.
It started off awkwardly enough as the smallish ladyboy at the 6 o’clock position took a while to get her cock embedded in his ass.
I can only imagine the pressure of having 7 people staring at you , having to keep your cock hard , and be the first to step forward and get the show rolling – the poor ladyboy was struggling with stage fright at the start and I had this “aww , fuck” feeling and so did Wael for she gritted her teeth as I glanced over at her.
But like starting up a rusty old lawnmower her cock finally came to life once the 12 o’clock ladyboy got things rolling by stepping forward and shoving her cock half way down our slave’s throat.
All it takes is a few moans and audible struggles for guys to get their dicks hard , men be they dudes or ladyboys all love the concept of something being forced.
I think Judy has always had trouble with slaves consuming her whole cock and she wasn’t as forceful as I had hoped and neither was the small ladyboy fucking as hard as I wanted , so I gotta admit the whole thing got off to a so-so start.
Sure enough , Judy pulled out after 10 or so minutes and gushed her cum all over our slaves face allowing Wael and I to get in beside him and take a selfie with one of us on each side of his cheek pointing at the small sized mess of cum dripping mostly down his nose.
Again, at that point it felt like a wedding rehearsal … you know, where you are going through the motions but the anxiety and the tension aren’t quite there yet?
That changed though as soon as we made him rotate to the 2 and 8 o’clock ladyboys , and it changed in an instant.
Again, sorry I don’t have all their names put to memory yet, it was Mistress Wael who arranges these things from her little black book of contacts.
What I can describe for you is just how rough and explosive the 2 o’clock ladyboy with the gargantuan boobs was.
She stepped up and within seconds was absolutely drilling the guy’s mouth. So much so that each thrust was making him slide backwards onto the dick of the ladyboy at 8 o’clock and she was doing a good rhythmic pounding job back there.
At one point we had to reset the circle because the 2 o’clock ladyboy had pushed our slave a good 5 meters outside the circle with her cock thrusts.
Her method was to grab our slave by his long hair on the side of his head and use that for leverage. She wasn’t fazed by his gagging or the oodles of spit that her cock was extracting with every withdrawal.
The load on his face from her cumshot was sizable and by the time we had scraped that 2nd load into the shot glass there was enough to swish around.
The third pair in the rotation were off balance with the rear ladyboy going absolutely ape shit on our slave’s ass – by means of grabbing his love handles and literally pulling his asshole onto her cock.
Which meant the ladyboy doing the mouth drilling was always having to shuffle forward to mouth fuck our guy and could never get it deep for too long.
At exactly the same moment Wael and I looked at one another and in one of those great moments where two people think alike we both made the same hand singles indicating we had the same idea in mind.
Flip the ladyboy positions.
And oh boy.
Once we matched up the crazy ass fucker with the mouth destroyer our slave experienced 15 minutes of the hell he had so desperately sought all his life. And then some.
He was trying to gasp out in desperation but neither would let him. Not for one moment. Oh, and it was rhythmic as well. Like a furious concert of cock strokes , in and out, in and out in unison.
There were a few moments where they would shift out of the “in the front , out the back” rhythms to where they would both penetrate at the same time.
It was in those moments that our slave made sounds I had never heard before.
Sorry there’s no better way to describe it , I don’t mean to be cruel but imagine the sound somebody would make being double impaled by swords in a field of battle. Exactly that noise.
Like a short super panicked gasp / squelch … oh kind of like if you stepped on a dog’s toe … but a huge fucking dog with a deep bark … that kind of short yelp.
Over and over our slave was just getting worked over and oh my , when the face fucking stopped the cum shot was legendary.
First shot went in his eye, the second one directly up his nose , the third into his hair … which subsequently dripped down into his other eye and the rest dribbled out onto his mouth.
By the time we took the selfie and gathered all that cum the shot glass was 3/4 full. Clearly it was going to overflow.
Wael and I moved closer together to discuss whether we should end the sequence with those two swapping positions but we decided against it hoping the girth of the 12 o’clock ladyboy would give us the finish we were hoping for.
Oh did we ever get the finish.
That yelping I just tried to describe above changed immediately to outright screaming and collapsing on the floor as she tried to work her godzilla cock into his ass. Clearly he had not ever experienced that kind of pain in his ass before.
Twice more he fell to the floor trying to escape her cock and so I said to Wael out loud “I’m going to send this photo to Renee”
“Noooooooo , fuck nooooooooo” he cried out. “Please. Please. Please.”
“Then take her cock without falling down for if you fall one more time I’m sending these to everybody” and I began naming off people in his contact list. I nodded over at godzilla cock to resume and she did.
He did that silent scream where his chin lifted way up so that he was looking directly at the ceiling for a moment , then with his mouth gaping wide open and his eyes rolled back in his head he sort of screamed but not a sound came out.
Then to try and compensate for the entry he tried to bow his head and rest his forehead on the floor but in dramatic fashion the cock sucking ladyboy lifted his head up with both her manly hands , grabbed him by his cheek bone, and inserted her whole cock down his throat.
His feet began to kick the floor and then he grunted as godzilla cock finally crept in that final inch and he was double impaled. Fuck , it was magnificent.
No acting, no embellishment , no fake fucking sounds.
They just stayed there motionless , both enjoying his quivering body as it tried desperately to adjust to being fully impaled from both ends. His knees were back to convulsing. Not just shaking but fully convulsing.
In fact, it seemed in that minute that the only thing keeping him from keeling over to one side or the other were the two cocks in his throat and ass.
The pounding began again and this time godzilla cock was making full exit and entry insertions and the poor boy , every time she entered him he would lurch forward and re-impale himself with the other cock in his throat.
Then he just gave up. His body went limp and the two ladyboys didn’t give a single fuck in the world. They kept going harder and harder but this time they both pulled out and both jizzed on his face at the same time one from the left and the other from the right.
His face was completely soaked in cum. But I could still see tears running down his left eye only and mixing in with the cum on his left cheek. His right eye was closed from the stinging of cum that had gotten inside his pupil.
Basically he was a total mess. We took the selfie anyways.
I was completely let down by the downing of the cum filled shot glass though. I was really hoping that he would cry, wince, moan or even better – gag on the cum.
And he didn’t disappoint, he winced. However, as I mentioned at the start, the ladyboys were all drained and my condo looked like the end of a hot air balloon festival without the Viagra to prolong it.
Our slave, nonetheless , had survived the ladyboy gauntlet. But at what price?
He could barely walk and even when he did his hand was wrapped around clutching at his asshole.
His voice was unintelligible with the raspy quality of a 100 year old pack-a-day smoker.
The poor guy’s knees were knocking against one another because he was shuffling with his feet so close together they were touching. I guess walking like that helped tighten up his gaping asshole? I dunno.
When he finally emerged from the shower fully dressed I let him sit down ever so slowly on the sofa , easing himself gently onto the seat cushion before asking him:
“So, mind blowing enough for you?”
“… and then some” he replied. 🙂
Mistress Jaa
Mistress Wael
Book A Session
Looking to book a session? Fill out the form or send one of us an email and in it be very descriptive about what you would like for a session, where you’re from, what your name is, and when you would like to meet.
If you decide to fill out the form, double check that you’ve typed in your email address properly cuz guess what? If you fuck that up, I can’t get back to you, end of story. It’s shocking how many guys can’t spell their own email address.
Mistress Wael is available from 1pm until 10pm every day, while I am available at either 7pm or 10pm Monday – Thursday and 4pm on Friday’s.
1 hour sessions are 5k baht while 2 hours are 7k.
Human Toilet Training with Mistress Wael is 15k and with me it’s 20k.
With Mistress Wael sessions are outcalls at your hotel, house or condo and with me they are held here at my condo.
Check out our Fees & Bookings page for all the information you need to know for booking your session with us.
Femdom stories part 4 is a collection of the stories I wrote about the sessions I had in May – which I first posted on my Onlyfans Femdom Blog. You can read Part 1 , Part 2 and Part 3 from March and April as they are already copy and pasted over to my jaa4u blog here.
May was the month session volume exploded. Finally. For the first time in 2.5 years suddenly I was doing a bdsm session every single day almost.
So there are a lot of stories. Some are short. Some are long.
Remember I have to write in code on Onlyfans because they hate me so much. So “femdom things” means I did a session. “Feed him” means I shit in his mouth. And so on.
Also , each post I am copy/pasting was posted with a video. So often I say “in the video above” -well, it would take me forever to load all those videos here for just these stories. If you want to see all my 400 femdom videos join my Loyalfans.
If you want to see my 100 extreme Human Toilet Training videos , they’re on sale at my Yezzclips store.
May 2nd, 2022
I went whale hunting. Spent 2 days trying to reel in one of the two whales I was tracking.
I caught none of them 🙁
Ended up wasting 48 hours. Sigh. Whales are clever. I don’t have the ability like Mistress Jaa has … or especially original Mistress Jaa …. to suck them dry. And no, I don’t mean blowjobs.
Apparently one of them bought me a perfume from Hong Kong. But my meeting with him for 1pm today got cancelled. Again. So maybe it exists. Maybe it doesn’t.
Sorry to you guys that I put so much energy into all that instead of posting.
Hmm. So what can I explain to you to show you how a Mistress thinks from what happened. Well it starts with research.
We are always trying to put slaves into tiers. S-tier is a potential Super VIP tier. Or Whale tier. They exist. But they are so hard to find. Even harder to hold.
For example. Original Mistress Jaa’s S-tier slave’s name was Matthew. He was the big boss of the USA Embassy here in Bangkok. And more importantly , he was even more secretly submissive than he was rich.
For all the time she was a Mistress back then, he would send her $1,000 usd every two weeks to “take care of the girl who loved him so much.” And do you believe she loved him even this much (I am holding my thumb and finger together)? No. She loved the free money. It’s how she put her son through British International school from K1 to Grade 12 for free.
She loved that she had a whale. She loved it more that she kept her whale for 5 long years. I don’t know how she got him. What she did to keep him. I can only see the Western Union emails from the history in our gmail.
The same as I can see Mistress Jaa’s lottery emails from her whale.
A whale is nice to have. Every Mistress is out there trying to get one.
However I know math. I know that 2 whales are better than 1. And 3 whales are better than 2. And so on. So it is always good to hunt for more and more whales to add to the collection.
Only difference is … one has to gamble with one’s time to try and find one. Sometimes one has to put in 2 long days of fishing to see if its potential new whale or not.
So this new slave I found has a condo here. He doesn’t stay in a hotel when he comes. I researched his condo. It costs 75 million baht and he owns it. I researched his name. He’s a retired banker. From what I can tell he is single. He’s old. Meaning he’s probably lonely.
It’s like ticking off check boxes on an exam. The more ticks I can confirm the better chance of landing a whale and so the more time I will put in to get him.
Unfortunately , whales are not stupid. Especially if they know the game and how it is played in Bangkok. This one knows the game.
When someone knows the game it is like erasing 10 tick boxes in one shot 🙁
He has a girl in Hong Kong he sees. Which means he probably has a girl in Bangkok to fuck as well. Which means he knows to use girls and not have girls use him.
I don’t fuck. So I have to use other ways to go whale fishing. That is why I am getting good at becoming a “tour guide” who can find any fantasy a slave might have and make it happen for him.
Slaves have crazy submissive fantasies. To fulfill just one fantasy takes so much planning.
But since nobody else at all can do it , I am filling a very special need.
This is the land of pussy. Any man or slave can find a girl to fuck in 10 minutes. It’s not hard to find.
To get slaves to talk about their fantasies I first have to take them to dinner. Lucky for me I now know about 30 places to eat that are so amazing and that not too many know about.
I know places to travel to. Places to stay that are super amazing. I’m learning how to make spending time with me something that feels super special to them.
And when they relax and are having fun … slowly they tell me about what they would really like to do one evening.
After a while I become “their contact” in Bangkok. And that’s how I think I can build the # of whales I have.
Slowly. It takes time. In the history of jaa4u , one of us finds 1 whale every year. About that.
I haven’t found a new one yet. But hey. It’s only May 2nd !!
May 7th, 2022
So guys , I had not one, not two , but three sessions that I did with 3 different slaves to talk to you about today. It was a busy busy day.
Let me start with the first femdom fun of the day which had a lot of faceslapping. But from all the fetishes my slave wrote me about that he likes … I wanted to beat him with one of my shoes the most !!!
“I love too much hard face slapping especially when my Mistress slap my face and the back of my neck while She is enjoying it and laugh with sexy voice and smile, beating with slipper also is very nice for me.I love to be totally controlled with feeling of fear from the sharp looks from my lady’s sexy eyes.
I prefer that my Mistress wear a sexy dress or short skirt rather than leather pantaloons.
I like that my mistress ride on my back or use my back as a foot stool
Kissing feet and shoes in humiliation is also very nice for me.
Spitting on my face, slapping my face, and beating with slipper as a punishment is very good for me.
I don’t like caning or whapping
Prostration is a red line for me”
Wearing different shoes in my room , I practiced taking one of them off and slapping my bed as hard as I could to see which one made the loudest noise. I thought one of my high heel shoes would be the loudest. But it was actually the slipper shoes I use to destroy cockroaches in the bathroom that made the most noise lol.
I don’t want to say I have a lot of practice with them because that would mean I have a lot of cockroaches in my bathroom. I don’t. But when I see one , because I hate them so much , I always try to put a hole in the wall when crushing it.
Face slapping is interesting. It looks like fun right? It really hurts the hand. A lot ! Especially after 100 slaps and I have to use my right hand because it doesn’t feel right if I use my left.
Mistress Jaa taught me to always have a reason for doing any fetish with a slave. “Don’t just hit him” she would always say.
So I dressed up like a 1/2 police officer woman. 1/2 because I had to wear a short blue skirt and I have never seen an officer wear a skirt. But this was an interrogation. My idea was to act mean at first and then act more and more sexy … the more and more I hit him … just to confuse him. I had to look like the harder I hit him the more I enjoyed it.
My reason was : he didn’t understand anything I said which made me upset.
It’s easy to do that. I just speak to my slave in Thai. If he knows Thai then I speak to him in Northern Thai. I start off tying him to the wooden chair in his room with a lot of rope. So much rope that I had his legs, his chest , his arms and his feet all tied so he could not move at all. Remember … I practiced Japanese rope bondage from many many YouTube videos and I am very good at tying a slave now.
I walked around him. Slowly. Making sure he was looking in my eyes. Then I started talking in Thai about something he did … I made it sound like he did something serious and that he was in trouble but really all I was saying is he stole food from my plate 😛
Then I went and got a crayon. I pushed a piece of paper in front of him and asked him in Thai how to spell his name while my hand was ready to write.
He had no idea what I was saying. I made the rope on his wrist loose so he could move his hand a little bit. I put the crayon in his hand. Then I leaned over and took off my bra in front of him. In Thai I told him to write his name on my boob in a very angry voice.
I knew he wouldn’t. My nipple was almost in his mouth. When he tried to suck it, that is when I changed to being a “crazy Mistress.”
I held his chin like I always do when I am taking control. In Thai I counted each of the face slaps I gave him. When I got to 20 I started laughing. I put my face right in front of his and laughed and laughed and laughed … until he smiled.
When he smiled I freaked out again. This time I held him by the back of his neck and slapped his cheeks on both sides of his face until I hit 50.
Then I unzipped his pants. I took his cock out and put the crayon back in his hand. My left hand held the paper on his right leg. My right hand was stroking his dick. I kept yelling at him in Thai to write something on the paper.
Finally he guessed right. He wrote a picture of a heart. Well for me that was slipper time.
I took the pillows that were sitting on his sofa and put them on the floor beside the chair so he wouldn’t hit his head and get hurt. Then I kicked the chair over and he crashed onto the pillows.
I beat every part of the right side of his body with my slipper until he cried. And like a crazy Mistress I suddenly got excited when he cried. I acted like it made me horny to see him cry and I started playing with his cock again. It was hard to do because his dick was so close to the floor with him on his side.
From there I did the same thing over and over again.
I hit him until he cried. When he had tears in his face I would get excited , clap my hands , kiss him on the cheek and tease him until he was ready to cum. Then I’d stop and go back to interrogating him in Thai again.
He was really fu*ked up. Half the time he was scared. Half the time he was having so much fun thinking maybe I was going to allow him to cum.
No luck for him.
After 2 hours I finally changed to English. It was hard but I lifted the chair back up. Lucky for me he was small and light. I got on my knees. Put my face really close to his cock. And I said:
“I want you to make yourself cum with your legs. Do it for me. Or get hit 1000 more times. Up to you.”
And ya. He started finding a way to squeeze his cock with his tied legs and he jerked off like that. Only took him about 1 minute to cum too. He must have been really close.
The cum dripped all over his legs , down his hand too and onto his arm. Some got on his chest.
I went to the front door and put on my shoes. Then I put my toys back in my bag and began opening the door to his condo.
“Don’t leave me like this, please” he said to me.
“And what will you do for me if I let you go?” I asked him.
“What do you want me to do?” he said.
“I want you to tell me you will do anything for me … or I will just leave you like that , soaked in your own cum.”
He thought about it a bit. Finally he agreed.
“Yes ok, I will do anything for you. Just untie me and let me go. Please.”
I turned to walk out the door again. I stepped outside.
“Why? Where are you going? I said I would do anything” he shouted.
“You forget to say my name after you said please. Do you not know what respect is?” and I said it like I was mad.
And so I did. And that was that 🙂 I had to rush to get to the next condo. I’ll tell you what happened there next. But I need a nap first. Talk to you this evening.
May 7th, 2022
In this video I am trying to get a 4th orgasm out of my slave after only 2 hours since I got the first one out of him.
I’m showing you this because I’m going to skip to the 3rd femdom fetish I took care of last evening. (I’m skipping the 2nd one for now because the 3rd was much more fun)
My slave wanted me to arrive at his condo at any time I wanted , unnanounced. He was going to leave the door to his condo open. I was to walk in and find him in the bedroom asleep.
But his condo had 3 buildings. And 2 lobby’s. He had to send me 2 videos to show me how to get to his room lol. But I made it. I got there after I was done with femdom guy #2 so about 12:30am.
I tied him to the bed where he was “sleeping.” Using Japanese knots that took me 30 minutes to tie together so he absolutely couldn’t move.
Then I teased him from 1am to exactly 2am. Edging him closer and closer but not letting him cum.
I said if he wanted to cum he had to beg … but that he would be sorry he begged. But he begged anyway.
So just like in the video here , I made him cum 5 times in the next hour. By the 5th orgasm my hand was going to fall off. But he was so tired and weak he was begging me not to let him cum.
I told him if he didn’t shut up I’d leave him tied like that until the next afternoon.
He shut up. And I got the very last 2 drops of cum out of his balls when he came for the 5th time.
I think he slept 12 hours because he texted me at 4pm today saying “I can’t get up, I can’t move, my balls hurt too much.”
🙂 Exactly what I wanted him to feel !!
May 10th, 2022
Guys, I still have to write to you about the 3rd femdom visit the other day but I have been so busy feeding , feeding, and feeding that I didn’t have time to sit and do a post about it yet.
All this while at the same time I am switching over to a different way of eating … 90% protein and almost no carbs … so that I don’t get fat from having to eat so much.
Food in , food out right?
So I have had to go shopping for tons of tuna , some seafood and eggs.
And to make sure I can perform when I need to perform …. I have had to exercise really hard in the evenings so that by the morning I am ready to explode.
Then there is this race. Like right now … I am having this race. I have to not explode while waiting for 10am to arrive.
That is what time my slave is coming for his breakfast.
So I am sitting here doing breathing exercises like I did when I was giving birth to my babies. Breathe in. Breathe out. Short short short. Relax. Feel calm. Breathe again.
When the slave comes in … like the last one … I grab him by his shirt and wrestle him to the floor. There is no time at all for him to prepare and get ready.
It’s like: “Hi Mistress Wael I …. wha … wha …. what the fu&k , what the fu*k .. gurgggggggg chew chew chew swallow”
Exactly like that !!!
Actually let me write to you some more while I am waiting.
I mean speak – copy – paste … which is how I “write”. I let my phone do all the grammar for me lol.
So that 3rd femdom thing I did that day … wow.
He had a popular fantasy. Like most slaves he wants to know so much what it is like to be mouth fuc&ed by a cock. But also like most slaves he wants it to be against his will. As if he has no choice but to let it happen. And that is because I am the one making it all happen to him.
But this guy was in the beginner stage of that fantasy. What I mean is that he is not ready to actually suck cock yet. So he likes to maybe suck my strap on dildo and have me talk to him like it was a real cock or that next time it will be a real cock.
I had a better idea this time for how to get him ready to suck a cock. He had to choose cock over pussy. I did a “cock or pussy?” video one time before about that do you remember? I will load it again soon for you.
So what I did is I found 4 very long 30 minute videos about for(ed bi in a femdom setting. I loaded them to my tablet.
I made him lay down on the bed with his head near the edge.
I stood over his face naked. I played with my pussy right over his mouth. But at the same time I held my tablet out over his face about 12 inches from my pussy.
The tablet was playing the for(ed bi videos showing other slaves sucking cock.
He was not allowed to even glance at my pussy. I made sure he watched the tablet by keeping my eyes on him all the time.
And I kept trying to humiliate him. Telling him not to even think about pussy. I asked him if he wanted to suck my pussy and told him he better say no … he preferred cock now instead.
The whole time he was playing with his cock and I would slap his arm when I thought he was getting too close.
After 40 minutes I had to keep slapping his arm quicker and quicker because he was so close.
Finally when I let him cum I turned around and put my asshole over his nose and told him that men don’t have pussies … they have assholes … so get used to the smell and taste.
He came everywhere , squirt after squirt.
Now … he is ready for the next step.
May 12th, 2022
I would like to tell you that I had an amazing time doing my session yesterday like the way I teased this slave before.
But no.
My day started waking up to my computer in a blue screen. Then it wouldn’t self repair. It wouldn’t go back to any system restore.
So I had no choice but to take it by myself all the way to Rama 9 Fortune Computer mall to get it fixed.
There I found out that my super expensive ssd drive had melted because the person who built the computer 4 months ago put it too close to the cpu.
That ssd is $500. Funny story about that. It is the 3rd $500 cpu in 4 months lol.
1st one bought from my amazon wish list got stolen by the Post Office somewhere as always happens here.
2nd one just melted.
3rd one is in the computer now. So $1500 just for the hard drive so far this year ><
But I had to wait 3 hours for the 2nd computer store to deliver the part to this computer store. Then 2 hours in traffic coming home because it was 6pm.
The worst was trying to remember how to put all my software programs back like Photoshop and Director.
Got it all done at 9pm. So from 9am to 9pm it took 12 hours to fix one hard drive.
By 9:30pm I was zzzzzzz. Woke up 9am this morning.
Now I’m still in bed at 11am drinking coffee relaxing. I want a calm day today. I will do nothing all day and then do things in the evening. By do things I mean I am hoping to have a #2 because I had none at all yesterday.
May 14th, 2022
So I am enjoying the break in the calendar. I have not done anything one on one this week at all. Let me tell you one of my secrets then.
It doesn’t matter what fetish I am doing. Ball-busting? Foot Worship? Extreme Candle Waxing? Flesh ripping spanking?
I always focus on the cock.
No I don’t mean I am whippping the cock. I mean I am keeping it hard the whole time.
If you have seen my HTT videos you know the slave’s cock is always hard. Unless in the 1 video I made where I wanted him to cum first and then eat what I served him.
But still … I was playing with his cock.
Why do I do that? Because when a slave’s cock his hard it is like hypnot9sing his brain. I can make him do anything I want.
So let’s say I am spanking him over and over. Like face slapping. What if I am trying to slap him 500 times?
If I just slap and slap and slap and slap for an hour it would be very boring for the slave right?
But what if I slapped him 20 times on each side. And then edged him to one second before he cums.
And I said to him that if he wanted to get even closer he would have to survive 30 more hits.
He would do it. Of course he would. Because he is thinking with his cock.
How else do you think I get all these slaves to eat what I feed them? lol
May 14th, 2022
What happened to all the sex on my floor?
I have not seen the black guy in 10 days now. Two of the other rooms that had foreigners sleeping with girls both moved out.
Now when I exercise walking up and down my hall at night it is quiet just like it was when we were in lockdowns.
I miss hearing the sex haha. I keep listening for something. Sometimes I think I imagine I am hearing sex. Then I stand very still and listen like I am frozen in the hallway. But I hear nothing.
Starting on Monday things are going to get busy again. I will be busy all monday evening and night. Tuesday too.
Did I tell you that I am going to open a business?
I want to open a Montreal style wood oven cooked bagel bakery. I will be the only one in Asia who makes them.
My dad is making the stone and wood oven for me at my home in Chiang Rai.
Then I will have to fly home a few times a month to make them in my home. I need practice.
When I get good I will first sell them by food delivery.
Then I will see if I can sell them to the hotel kitchen I used to work at.
And finally open an eatery in Bangkok where I will make them fresh every day.
Think it will work?
May 14th , 2022
Yesterday I told you about my “always focus on the cock” secret.
I guess you know about my warm oil vs cold oil secret , yes?
You have seen in my videos that I use a rubber studded thumb for my tease and denial techniques. What I like to do because my room is so cold is to heat up the baby oil while I am tying my slave to the bed or into position.
I like to pour the warm oil onto my thumb and hand so that it feels very warm like a pussy when I cup my fingers around the cock.
The warm squishing of the oil around the rubber as I gently move my hand up and down just a little bit makes my slaves groan and the hips come high up off the bed. It feels like getting fucked I think.
But then I think … is that what my pussy feels like? Studded soft plastic and oil? lol.
May 16th, 2022
It has been more than 2 long years since I had to wrestle a slave femdom style. It’s a dangerous game for me. I offer my pussy. The slave can lick it all he wants … IF … he can get his tongue on it.
I don’t know enough jiu jitsu to beat a man in a fight.
But I do know enough to make it very very hard for a slave to reach my pussy with his tongue.
That’s what I want. I really don’t care if the slave flips me over. Lifts me up off the bed. Tries to pin me anyway he can. That’s all fun. What I want – even if I lose – is for the slave to be so exhausted by the time he gets his tongue on my pussy that he feels like it was a war to get there.
Problem is fatigue. For me. I will be ok for the first 15 minutes. But after that my arms and legs start trembling. If you ever tried to play fight for 15 minutes you will know how tiring it is.
Back before covid when I was doing jiu jitsu fights all the time I could fight for 1 hour non stop with no problem. I would “win” just from the slave giving up before 30 minutes because if you are not used to fighting you get very surprised by how fast your muscles give up.
So even if the slave did get his tongue on my pussy he was usually too tired to even try to lick. I would lock my legs around his head and just hold him there making him smell all the odor and sweat from my pussy for an hour while he fell asleep.
But today is different.
I feel if I am too tired after 10 minutes and the slave is in better shape than me that he might get to my pussy with all his energy while I am done.
And that means he’s going to lick and suck for as long as he wants >< grrrr.
I have to survive 120 minutes of fighting. Oh boy.
And if I do? Guess what happens then?
One hour after that I have to stand up and drill another slave’s ass with a ladyboy until midnight.
Holy sh(t I’m going to be tired tonight.
May 16th, 2022
Ah !!!! Lucky for me that I found this ass fucking video to show you. I was thinking that there will be no way I can stand up after fighting for 2 hours tonight and have to fuck ass with shaking legs.
Kneeling will save me !!!
But do you know what I like to do when ass fucking that I didn’t shoot for you yet? I didn’t shoot it because the videos I have seen about this ass fucking style is exciting but my English isn’t the same and doesn’t give the same feeling. So what I do is I speak in Thai. Let me explain.
The style I like to fuck ass is almost like in this video but the slave’s hands are tied behind his back. I can’t do that with my slave here because he has tight shoulders.
But with the hands tied behind the back the slave cannot defend himself. I then like to put pillows under his cock and ass area so his bum is lifted in the air.
Once my dildo is inside his ass I love to lay down on his back … and from there pull his hair hard so his chin raises up …. or I do a rear naked ch0ke hold around his neck and hold him tight like he is my bitch while I slowly fuck his ass deeper and deeper, over and over.
I will whisper in his ear in Thai calling him my bitch. Telling him how much of a sissy he is and how much I control him.
In English the only thing I will say is “take it … just take it”
I even try to cut the word ‘bitch’ because we cannot say ‘ch’ properly. Sounds more like ‘bish’ when I say it.
So I will be controlling the air he gets from my neck hold and just whispering ‘take it … take it … take it” into his ear.
I could fuck like that for hours and hours. I love dominating men like that.
May 18th, 2022
Every once in a while I get a slave who reads that I have a blue belt in Jiu Jitsu , watches my femdom wrestling videos , reads me poking fun at myself for being so bad at it in class …. but still wants to prove to me that he can beat up a woman.
Look. Like it or not … there is a reason that in the history of jiu jitsu around the world, that no white belt has ever beaten a blue belt.
As awful as I am – if I get my arms around your neck you are going to have a surprise nap.
So that is what happened yesterday. I put him to sleep.
He pinned my arms so hard when he got on top of me that my wrist still hurts today. Both of them. Never do that to somebody who knows Jiu Jitsu – especially when there is a wall 4 feet away. Every man thinks that is a perfect pin vs a woman right?
But when you pin somebody on top your weight is forward. You are focusing on the arms but my hips and legs are free.
So I bring my feet to my ass. That give me power for what I am about to do.
I push my hips very hard up and to my right and because he has no hands to brace himself he flies upside down into the wall in front of him … over my head. He cracks his face on the wall. Starts to bleed everywhere from his nose , mouth and chin.
I take his back. My arm goes under his neck. I rear naked lock it in place. Wait 5 seconds. And zzzzzzz.
What pis3ed me off is when he woke up he thought it was fun. For a moment. Then he tasted his blood and saw it on his hand and got angry at me because he had to explain his face to his wife. What an idiot.
Femdom wrestling is supposed to be soft , fun and sexy.
Not to see if a man can win against a woman.
Fuck guys like that pi3s me off.
May 18th, 2022
The second guy I did some femdom on yesterday – well I fucked him up too but in a different way.
I love first timers. I can turn them into jelly so much that they can’t walk properly when I’m done with them.
50 !!!!
That’s how many times I edged him to orgasm … from behind … reaching around with my right hand … while I was fucking his ass and calling him my bitch.
The best thing about kneeling behind a slave on the bed like that and fucking him is that I can tell in that position exactly when he is going to cum. He can’t hide it like he can if he was laying on the bed normally.
I’m not sure why that is. I can just feel his cock and balls tighten just the moment before the cum starts to shoot up his cock. So it is absolute punishment I think. I kept him for 2 hours right on the edge of thinking he was going to cum without letting the needle drop below 90%.
Lucky for me as i told you yesterday I remembered I can kneel when fucking ass. Usually I think I have to stand. Mistress Jaa always stands. If I didn’t kneel after I finished that fighting femdom thing there would be no way I could walk today.
Instead his legs are rubber not mine. lol.
May 19th, 2022
Do you know why I didn’t post yesterday? It wasn’t because I didn’t post, it was because I couldn’t post.
You see. I found that buying one bottle of cbd hemp tea helped me sleep so well lately. My favorite is the honey flavored tea because it hides the grass taste perfectly.
I wondered why because it has cbd that I don’t feel high after drinking a whole bottle.
So I asked the guy at the store and he said everything Thailand sells is very low powered and the thing that makes people high is the THC and not the CBD.
Then he suggested I buy these little jelly snacks and warned me to only take a maximum of 4.
You see the size of the nail in your baby finger? That is how small one of these jelly things are.
I carefully ate the first one and waited 20 minutes. Nothing. I did the same thing for pieces 2-4 , again I felt nothing.
Then I thought that maybe it was because I had been taking one at a time and waiting 30 minutes between each one.
So then I ate 3 at the same time. Total was 7.
I sat down to write to you about the funny femdom thing I had done earlier in the day. I even loaded the video for you to watch with the story.
The only thing I wrote was WTF.
Because as soon as I wanted to write … you know that sound noisy electrical wires make , the ones hung on old telephone poles? Like a buzzing? I started to hear that only louder and louder and louder and louder in my mind.
Then the colors on my monitor got really intense. Not brighter. Just more intense. Like the red from the red stock chart candles were screaming red. Like they were mad.
I made the mistake of leaning back in the chair and closing my eyes. I saw patterns and shapes that were exploding and turning into other shapes like math that was liquid. Sometimes the math would open up like a flower and I would see a universe but then I’d fall into that universe. If it was too much I’d catch myself with a thought to wake up and the math shapes would come back.
And then I made the mistake of trying to go sit down in the washroom. That was like walking across the universe on a tightrope.
The thing is I was really mad at myself. I like to sit and post about what I did every day now. It makes me happy to do so.
But there was absolutely no way I could send a thought to my finger to just type the letter W. Just to type the letter W was like trying to control the universe and make it slow down what it was trying to show me for just one second so that I could send a message to my fingers to type the letter W.
But that message takes infinity to reach my fingers.
Here is what I learned. Or what I think I learned. Honestly it was like taking a baby out of grade 1 and putting her in 4th yr Physics at University.
Time and space mean more than I understood before.
There are different levels of time. I think that’s what it meant.
But you know what I have been thinking since my brain calmed down? If that is what one sees after they die – and they have to see that forever and ever … no thank you.
The guy at the store today told me to relax when it happens. I can’t. I’m like Mistress Jaa. In school I always asked “why?” like “why are you teaching me this, or teaching me this way, why am I supposed to listen to you?”
why why why. I have taught myself to question everything. I think that is exactly why Mistress Jaa and I are Mistresses. If you ask why too much you start to understand everything they teach you is a lie here.
So when my brain was doing all that last night … I was asking why. I was trying to understand it. Study it. Make sense of it. I am not programmed to have an empty brain and just enjoy something.
Which is why I stress a lot. Which is why I found the tea in the first place lol.
May 22nd , 2022
The Stranger
I wanted to show you this video above because I did something yesterday that was like this video … I made a slave feel very very uncomfortable – but what he was feeling was real.
Now I never never never do something risky with a slave’s life. Ever. But this time I had to push the limits of my slave and I had to do it by surprise.
This is a guy who lives in Bangkok. Who has a fantasy about having no choice but to do something bi with a guy because I am making him do it … not that he is doing it on his own.
Keep that in your mind. Let me tell you how I found the guy he had to suck.
You probably know that late at night I go for my walk around my condo. Yes , around and around and around, it is boring. That is why I do it at night after all the condo office staff have gone home and it is just the sleepy security guard sitting outside that notices me.
I like it when nobody notices me. Thai people – especially motorcycle drivers on the soi – make it their business to know everything about everybody. For gossip. So the more I can disappear the more they forget about me. For what I do as my job – that is very important.
Ok so I was walking around and at the back of the condo I can see the tiny window for the lobby washroom. Never noticed it before. Until 2 nights ago. The night before I got really high by accident lol.
You see … I was walking around when I heard somebody gagging like he was throwing up. Only – every time I heard the guy throw up I heard a man’s voice laugh and it was coming from the man’s lobby bathroom at 2am !
So I put my back on the wall below the tiny window so I could hear better.
I had this “why the fuck am I spying again?” thought because didn’t I spend all of last month walking the hallway on my floor listening to that black guy fuck all those girls at exactly 3:15am? Remember I even recorded it for you – how dangerous was that lol.
Actually I think that black guy moved out because of me. I will tell you about what happened later.
Anyways somebody in the bathroom was getting throat fucked – hard. I was thinking “why in the lobby bathroom and not in the room?” More private , no?
So being a Mistress I had only one thought in my mind – who is the guy doing the throat fucking because I absolutely NEED a guy like that.
I decided to sit and wait on the chairs outside the lobby restaurant. Whomever was in the bathroom had to leave through the front door unless he lived in the condo. I wanted a chance to talk to him.
I only had to wait about 3 minutes.
From the washroom I saw this huge thick body man with a big black beard and a big tummy walk past me while pulling up his pants and adjusting his underwear. Had to be him.
So I said hello. He said hello and kept walking.
I had to think fast because obviously he wanted to keep walking. It was 2am so I don’t blame him.
“If you like throat fucking submissive men then you should talk to me because I know many who want you to do that to them.”
What was amazing is that my English was perfect when I said it. I don’t get nervous now when I speak English. Even at 2am – talking to a stranger lol.
I got his Telegram. I don’t have Telegram so I downloaded it to my phone. WTF – 1 minute after I logged in I got so many messages from people on my other contact lists saying “hello Mistress.” So now I have to get to know Telegram I guess. What other apps do I need to learn that you guys use? Let me know.
I will tell you in more detail on jaa4u how I got him to the slave’s condo. All you need to know here is that I met him at a bar across the street from my slave’s condo the next night.
Wait. I will tell you that no matter how long – or what style I use – or what I include or don’t include – there is no way to tell people what I do and have them not freak out or be scared of me or be confused. It’s not possible.
Lucky for me this huge guy wanted a throat. It was like I was partnering with a horny circus bear.
Here is why what I did was so dangerous.
I know my slave’s wife comes home at 5:30pm. My slave had no idea I was going to knock on his door. This was all my idea. So when I knocked on his door at 4:50pm there was panic in my slave’s eyes when he opened the door. The kind of panic a man gets when his wife is on the way home and he is with another woman.
Only … this time my slave was with another woman – me 🙂 – AND a huge sailor looking – circus bear with a beard looking man. Twice as bad.
Before my slave who – just before he answered the door wasn’t a slave but was who he was when he wasn’t with me – could speak I knew I had to very very quickly make him be and act like my slave. Understand?
What I mean is – if the business man who he is got to speak – there is no way with my English level – make him be my slave. I had to quickly remind him who I was and how he should act.
So I told him as soon as he answered the door “get on your knees – he is going to fuck your throat and cum into your stomach.”
Fuck. Wonderful. He did exactly that. Dropped to his knees without talking and as soon as he did that we stepped inside and I closed the door and locked it.
When it locked I said “your wife will be here in less than 30 minutes – so if you don’t want her to see you giving a blowjob you should let him fuck your mouth hard so he cums quickly. Then we can leave and you can relax.”
“Yes Mistress” is all he said. Then I looked at the bearded bear and told him to go ahead.
I am amazed at how men make men suck cock.
The slave thought he was going to give a blowjob. He started to lick the head with his tongue but then the beard guy grabbed the back of my slave’s head and shoved his so so hard dick all the way in his mouth and held it there until it got hard.
How rude lol.
I quickly had to ask the slave where he kept his towels. The spit on the floor was already getting to be too much after just the 1st minute.
Every time the beard would pull his cock all the way out he would also pull about a handful of spit. So you can see why I needed a towel.
I learned something too. I learned a new way to copy men when they cum lol.
When I do strap on throat fucking I don’t copy cumming because a dildo cannot cum right? But I think I have been making a mistake. Because all men cum.
The beard as he got closer and closer to cumming began to take baby steps forward.
Slowly he was walking my slave so that the slave’s head would be pushed against the wall. When he had my slave trapped he pushed his cock in as far as it would go and kept pushing him up against the wall with his cock and balls.
The beard didn’t care that my slave was panicking. Was gasping. Was drooling. Was slapping the beard’s legs with his hands begging him to stop.
He didn’t care until he came down my slave’s throat.
I also wasn’t ready for how men finish. It was the first time I saw two men who didn’t know each other act like this. So I’m learning.
Because when I finish with my strap on I will stay and talk with my slave. Ask him how he feels. Ask him if he liked it. Stuff like that. Just caring because my girl instinct comes out.
The beard – just zipped up his pants. Said ‘thank you’ , turned around and left. Just like that.
My slave looked at me with tears in his eyes. Not tears from crying. Tears from being fucked like that.
I could see he couldn’t think clearly. So I told him to quickly take a shower. To soak the towel and hang it up so he could tell his wife it had dropped in the shower water if she asked.
“Yes Mistress.” is all he said.
As I left I turned back to look at him one more time and said “NOW – you know what for(ed means and feels like, don’t you?”
“Yes Mistress. Thank you. You’re so good.”
“Yes I am” I said with a smile. Yes I am.
May 26th, 2022
I used to talk to my slaves only in Thai. Confused the hell out of them. Kept them on their toes too.
Back then I did it because my English was awful. Now because I am more confident in my English I will mix English and Thai just to keep the slave confused.
It’s fun seeing them try to figure out what I’m ordering them to do … and then punishing them when they get it wrong.
It teaches Thai really quickly. That’s for sure. Long term slaves like this one can now speak Thai quite well – out of fear.
Speaking of this slave. I had an important talk with him today. I talked to him about having the balls to film with me again.
He asked me if it will be as extreme as I made him do before. I said yes of course.
He is terrified of filming V7 , V8 and V9 with me. I told him I want to get to V10 by the end of June. So I intend to use him a lot.
Whether he likes it or not I am going to use him a lot in June. Because my calendar is empty for the whole month so I have time to make videos.
I asked him “how much do you miss my pussy” and I spread my legs for him.
“A lot” he said and when he said that I pulled him by his hair into my pussy hair. I have not shaved for a month lol.
“Babies have to crawl before they can walk, right?” I asked.
“Yes.” he replied.
“Same as you, except you have to eat before you can lick.”
He loves me. I’m sure of it. He might be scared. But he’s more scared of losing his Mistress. So he’ll do what I tell him to do.
May 30th, 2022
Well. He said he wanted it to feel real – talking about humiliation and submission. It happened by total accident. But it was real.
I thought yesterday was today. Meaning , I thought Sunday was Monday. Which made me panic. Because at 7pm I was supposed to take a slave out to a bar or restaurant and find a way to humiliate him.
But remember I was sick all weekend. So I didn’t check my emails. His last email to me said “Can’t wait to see what you have in store for me, see you at 7.”
7pm came and went. No sign of him.
So I called him. I had his number and sometimes sending an sms takes too long to get a reply.
He answered.
“If you are not here in the next 15 minutes then when I see you I guarantee you will find out why I have spikes on my longest leather boots and what I use them for.”
“N-n-n-now?” he asked.
“Yes. Right fucking now.”
“But my wife is here with me. We just had dinner.”
“I don’t give a fuck. 14 minutes.”
“Yes Mistress.” he said.
And I wondered why my slave would want to see me if his wife was with him. I had to kill some time so I went to my stock market page to see how my stocks would open. But they were not trading. Not even gold which always trades.
Then I remembered that Monday is a stock market holiday. “Ah, so that is why the market is closed – it’s Monday” I said to myself.
My slave had tears in his eyes when I saw him. “I’m in so much trouble” he said. “But I have to obey you because you are my Mistress” he added.
“I don’t care. You said 7pm Monday. It’s nearly 7:30. So you will be punished for making me wait 30 minutes extra.”
And then he argued with me.
“But it’s Sunday. Tomorrow is Monday” he said.
I face slapped him for arguing with me. “Don’t be stupid” I said.
“It is.” he argued.
I slapped him again. Right cheek this time. The security guard looked over with his jaw open lol.
In Thai I asked the security guard what day it was. When he told me ‘Sunday’ I still didn’t believe anyone. It had to be Monday.
“Is it?” I asked … “Is it Sunday?”
“Yes. OMG” my slave’s eyes were so wide open. “You mean you ordered me to sneak out on my wife by accident?”
“uh oh” I think I whispered.
He walked 3 steps to the chairs outside the lobby and sat down in it trying to fan the sweat off his face. He looked like he was going to faint.
I had to keep control of the situation. He is my slave 24/7. Even if he is with his wife most of the time.
“Well” I said. “You wanted it to feel real. So I gave you – real.”
“I should go home” he said and stood up.
“Oh no you can’t. I didn’t introduce you to my spiked boots yet” and I pulled him by his chin through the lobby to the elevators.
Mistress Wael
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Could I shit in 2 slave’s mouths in the same evening … given that I have problems shtting even once every 2-3 days?
I wrote this as my onlyfans femdom story of the day with help from Mistress Jaa and one of my slaves … because when I post over there I have to have help dancing around what’s really going on as they don’t let me talk about Human Toilet Slavery.
So we found a clever way to describe the crazy evening I had yesterday. I will add at the end my notes about special things that happened but I couldn’t say on onlyfans’s shitty website. Here’s the story of what happened :
You had to see it to believe it I guess. Yesterday I tried to reach for the moon. And I hit Uranus. Or maybe I should say Myanus.
Remember … I have to dance around the topic when I say this into my phone. So you need to be clever.
Yesterday I tried to do the same femdom thing with two slaves. As much as I tried to see the first slave yesterday and the second slave today … I could not make that happen. Both were flying out of Bangkok early this morning. So it was all or nothing.
Normally that would not be a problem. If I wanted to face sit my sissy slave for a few hours and then face sit my bondage slave for a few hours after that would be so easy and fun for me. It’s like riding 2 horses at the same racetrack on the same day.
No, the problem comes when I have to feed both horses the same day. Like I tried to do yesterday.
You see, I am so used to putting food on the table (jaa4u = shit in his mouth) once a night. I can plan for such a dinner. I know exactly what to eat to prepare. I know exactly what time to eat. So that I know exactly what time dinner will be served for my slave.
The problem is that second horse. I’ve never had to feed a second horse. Especially on the same day. Hours apart.
I started thinking that the only way this would be possible is if for a day and a half before I started ramping up how much I ate. I even made a chart and added notes to it on my phone’s calendar.
I ordered the huge 800 baht bucket of chickens from KFC. I say chickens because in the bucket are nuggets , wings , popcorn pieces and 16 crispy regular size chicken pieces like the breast.
Now , I live alone. The condo staff here knows I live alone. I didn’t want to go down to the lobby by myself and have the condo staff see me carrying up this bucket of chicken that was seriously 1/2 the size of my body. So I invited Mistress Jaa over. She had to come over anyways because we had some things to discuss.
At one sitting I maybe eat at the most 2 pieces of chicken. I usually go for the crispy wing x 2 as that is my favorite. But this time with Mistress Jaa I only ate 1 piece. Oh, in the early morning I ate 2 cheap custard cakes that come in a box. They were awful. So it was my 2nd time eating.
Ok telling you what I ate is boring. Let me just let you do the math. In 24 hours from when Jaa left at 4pm I made sure I ate 16 huge pieces of chicken because I told them to pack mostly chicken breasts , I think it was 24 nuggets , 12 wings , about 100 popcorn pieces of chicken , the huge bowl of mashed potatoes and gravy they give you and the coleslaw.
My issue was that when I was sitting there not wanting at all to eat the last few nuggets on the 24th hour I knew I had to eat them because my stomach wasn’t moving.
Oh it was moving outwards … I started looking like I was 3 months pregnant. But nothing was moving vertically.
I called Jaa and asked her what to do. She suggested she come over again and we work out together. That would get things moving. Only, it was so hard to move in the gym. I felt so disgusted. Like a buffalo trying to walk through mud.
I screamed when I weighed myself. 67 kilos !!!! Up 3 !!! And I still had like 4 nuggets left to eat. Why was nothing moving inside of me?
We hit the treadmill. She had me do burpees endlessly. I did squats. Deadlifts. Sit-throughs. Sit ups. Pulldowns. Nothing was working. I even felt my stomach get fatter.
And now it was 5pm. I needed to gtfo of the gym and put on makeup … which to me felt like putting lipstick on a cow. Or .. maybe like putting lipstick on a Godzilla sized chicken.
6pm. Time to leave my condo. I kept thinking “don’t worry, my body will be ready to move the chicken when I get to my slave’s place.”
Nope. Didn’t happen.
What I did was … I sat on my slave’s face and made him try and suck like a … I don’t know , what sucks with all its might? An octopus maybe? Ok … suck like an octopus. And so he did. For almost four hours.
The well was dry however. Let’s call it the Well of Chicken. The Well of Chicken had run dry. But don’t get too attached to that name because it’s going to change from a Well to something else very soon.
My slave , instead of being mad or disappointed , felt sorry for me. Why? Because I was greener than Marvel’s She-Hulk. I wanted to throw up. I couldn’t. I wanted to empty the well. I couldn’t. And my stomach felt like an alien was going to pop out of me. Not the baby Alien either like you saw in the movie … the adult alien.
The slave gave me pepto-bismol. Didn’t help. Still felt like I was getting worse every second.
At 10pm I told him I had to leave. He said no problem , he would be a good horse when he flew back.
But now it was time to go feed my second horse. Way way way up at the airport. That’s like an hour away. My fear was … what do I do if the chicken wants to come out while I am in the taxi for an hour?
So just in case, I went to 7Eleven and bought 2 rolls of paper towel. Called the taxi. And prayed.
My prayers worked. I arrived at the Airport Novotel just before midnight.
And again for 2 hours I had a second horse-octopus suck for chicken while I sat on his face. Nothing.
He had to leave at 6am to catch his 8am plane. So I asked him if I could sleep over. I didn’t have the energy to take the taxi back. I honestly thought I might pass out in the taxi. That’s how awful I felt. Luckily he let me stay.
“Luckily.” lol.
Because at 4:44 am The Well of Chicken turned into the Active Volcano of Chicken.
I sat up so fast. I was not groggy. I was not sleepy-eyed. I woke up like somebody sitting up from a nightmare. My slave sat up beside me and put his hand on my shoulder saying “are you ok?”
I reached over and grabbed his hair roughly. Then I looked at him. And said: “Now. Right now. Go.”
I want to finish this story for you so you can see it in your brain like its the end of a horror movie.
The camera starts off in the bathroom in my movie. You see a slave laying on the floor. Then you see a Mistress … like she is the rabbit in Alice in Wonderland hurrying because “she is out of time” and quickly sits down hard on his face.
The camera begins to pull back. Slowly. You hear the sound of the girl’s stomach rumbling and it has the sound of those machines in Tom Cruise’s movie War of the Worlds when the machines are stirring below the city road.
The camera begins to pull back quickly now. Just like when the machines break through the road causing an explosion … you hear a fart that has the same explosion sound. You hear the slave try to scream but because my ass is smothering him you cannot hear how loud he is complaining.
The camera leaves the bathroom. It pulls out from the window. I am picturing in my mind the lonely bathroom window on the second floor in The Shining. The camera leaves through the window just as you hear the machines burst through the ground for the first time.
The camera is outside the window now and zooming out so you start to see a bit of the hotel … and you hear another muffled scream. But the scream is silenced.
It is silenced by the sound of a noise that I cannot properly describe for you. Imagine 20 of those tripod machines bursting from the ground one after the other , endlessly. For about 15 straight minutes those tripod machines emerge from the same hole.
And each time a machine explodes out the slave makes a horrific sound. A sound like he has had enough of this horror movie but in fact it is the longest ending scene ever in a horror movie.
My camera has pulled away so far now that you see the whole hotel from The Shining and just the yellow light in the window in the distance … and the shadow of a Mistress sitting on a slave who is kicking and flailing with his hands , gasping and shrieking.
The movie fades to black.
But just like in the movies the slave survived. Somehow. And it must have been from his seat in the airplane that he texted me because it was at 11am that I got this message from him:
“This flight is like a dream, I’m sitting here and the only thought in my mind is what happened to me last night. Rest assured my Mistress, I will be on the first flight back to see you and experience that again. There is no better Mistress in the world , of that I am now certain.”
I guess my movie will have a sequel after all. lol
Mistress Wael
the taxi driver didn’t want to listen to me. I told him to take side roads to the airport. If you know Bangkok , the fastest way there is on the highway. So he took me up On Nut to Ban Thap Chang Airport link station and I had to take the train to the airport.
I absolutely covered him in shit. Like, I couldn’t see any part of his body above his nipples.
If you know my shit feeding technique you know I DEMAND a perfect mouth to ass seal when it comes out so there is never any mess.
So give him credit for trying. He sat up. He made the seal. But there was no way he could handle 40 pieces of second hand chicken.
It came out in waves. 4 waves in total. Each wave as massive as the first.
His feet kicked in protest for a while. But his body went totally still after the second eruption from my ass.
It was the first time I ever thought I had killed a slave with my shit lol.
I don’t know if he cleaned the hotel room after I left. I never asked him. Damn, I feel sorry for the maid who came for house cleaning that morning.
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Looking to book a session? Fill out the form or send one of us an email and in it be very descriptive about what you would like for a session, where you’re from, what your name is, and when you would like to meet.
If you decide to fill out the form, double check that you’ve typed in your email address properly cuz guess what? If you fuck that up, I can’t get back to you, end of story. It’s shocking how many guys can’t spell their own email address.
Mistress Wael is available from 1pm until 10pm every day, while I am available at either 7pm or 10pm Monday – Thursday and 4pm on Friday’s.
1 hour sessions are 5k baht while 2 hours are 7k.
Human Toilet Training with Mistress Wael is 15k and with me it’s 20k.
With Mistress Wael sessions are outcalls at your hotel, house or condo and with me they are held here at my condo.
Check out our Fees & Bookings page for all the information you need to know for booking your session with us.
So right from my first ever human toilet slavery session it was natural for me to order the slave to make a seal over my asshole and to never let go.
