“Nii” The word was at the tip of my tongue for the entire two hours I was in the courtroom yet I didn’t have the courage back then to shout it out. I guess it was a good thing I didn’t, what with me being in a foreign commonwealth country on an easily revoke-able education visa – but still – the costumes , well namely the wigs , that I saw worn in the courtroom that day was so strikingly removed from the 19th century that it gave me uncontrollable giggles as I saw an act of Monty Python and the Holy Grail taking place before my eyes. Truly, for on two occasions as I recall I accidentally snorted loudly …
My job, or profession per se , is to give you the absolute most erotic, sensual, mind shattering two to four hours of your life. To awaken senses within that have not been fully alive since you were a teenager and to induce an uncontrollable sensation of craving which forces you to submit to me and willingly offer me your heart and soul. The hardest part of what I do is not related to the time we are in session at all, but rather it is the time measured in days, weeks and months after the session trying to gently curb each gentleman’s passion and devotion to me. Here we are a day removed from Valentine’s Day and I’ve just read my …
“Rat – A – Tat – Tat , Rat – A – Tat – Tat” it begins again. Like clockwork at 7:30am, just when I’ve laid down to sleep as my vampire nocturnal alarm clock says I should do , the neighbor’s drilling into my bedroom wall and by extension into my brain starts once more. It’s been like this every morning for a solid two weeks, a two week trek into insanity without sleep. Which is bad enough but seeing as it’s come close on the heels of my battle with the flu in mid-January I had started to feel that I had gone the better part of a month without any rest whatsoever. I have but one solitary pillow so …
“What the fuck is she doing?” I could see that expression written all over Dieter’s eyes which – when compounded by the fact that my eyes had the exact same expression showed in unison that there was something very wrong going on in the session he had booked with me and the original Mistress Jaa. That was December 8th of last year, and after a turbulent week thereafter, Mistress Jaa officially finally succumbed to the pressure that 5 years of being Head Mistress for jaa4u.com had brought on and did the right thing by stepping down. I don’t say it was the right thing because it benefited me. Taking over for her was more of an act of taking the …
What if, in your Tease & Denial session, we took the onus of controlling your ejaculation out of my hands and put it instead into yours? Mistress Wael’s Tease & Denial game “20” is going to train you to have such lasting power that the next time you bang your wife or girlfriend she’s gonna feel hotter than a freshly fucked fox in a forest. I’ve adopted the game into some of my Tease & Denial sessions, but credit has to go to her for not just playing the game but perfecting it to the point where guys routinely scream or cry and ladders are needed to get the cum off the ceiling. Now the screaming, that comes from the orgasm part …
Mistress Wael will be doing my sessions this week as I am on vacation from Tuesday June 2nd to Friday June 5th inclusive as I continue on my 2015 world tour of Indonesia and Turkey next month. Wael’s bdsm session is at a reduced rate while I’m gone, so from the 2nd to the 5th you can see her for 5,000. Her specialty session is her Tease & Denial Massage session. It doesn’t involve bdsm at all, it is you and her and the 2 hours you have to survive her Tease & Denial edging. Tease & Denial Oil Massage 2 hours : 4,000 baht You can either try her Tease & Denial straight massage which is agonizingly …
Getting men to beg me, submit to me, and worship me isn’t the problem, the problem is getting them to write about it afterwards. I’ve been told many times that you guys feel shameful after losing control to me. Just so, but why deny a feeling that powerful? Write about it, embrace it, come back and see where it leads you the next time you see me. At least one guy finally wrote about his session with me … Minutes, hours. Does it even matter? What matters was the excruciating denial that I was being put through. It was torture, it was painful but somehow it was exquisitely pleasurable. I have no understanding why but what I do know …
Well, it hasn’t been an uneventful week that’s for sure. From talking guys at an all night dance party into letting me ink my name on their body, to making a girl so mad at a second Kao San Rd. dance club that security had to drag her out of the place screaming, my night life was all fun and games and pretty much normal nights out for me. It’s the sessions that have been the roller coaster lately, from new urethral sounding sessions that were a first for me to wanting to bash a guys balls in with a nail spiked hammer for wasting my time, my emotions have been up and down. The two lives are a bit related, …
A good massage in Bangkok is fairly easy to find. A sexy, talented masseuse that can and is willing to do an amazing Tease & Denial Massage is rare. Luckily, you can get that here now. The biggest waste of money in Bangkok right now is the happy ending massage. I know because I spend tons of time getting massages and have talked to many girls working there , thus I know that paying for a happy ending at the end of a massage is as satisfying as ordering an Italian dish in a Chinese Restaurant. Wrong! A perfect massage feels just as amazing as a perfect Tease & Denial session. Marrying the both together is an unforgettable 2 hour experience. …
He was probably thinking “what is she thinking of me? Why am I giving in to something I know is excruciating but it’s exactly what I wanted … is this what it’s like to push a baby out?” Twisting, turning, twitching all over the bed like a bird trying to get out of it’s shell he was making so much sweat on the bed he almost slid right off two times and I had to save him from falling. It didn’t matter to him that he almost fell two feet to land on his bum he was concerned about two things only, freedom and time both of which I had taken away from him. If it was me I would have taken the second …
