Upon seeing the mangy dog, it began to whine pitifully. Now, I’m not some milk-drinker with a soft spot for furry animals, but something about the dog touched my heart. He had a noble bearing and a fire in his eyes. And who hasn’t found themselves locked in a cage after a night of mead and good cheer? So I did the only reasonable thing – I slaughtered it mercilessly with the blade of my dirk. I got into a question and answer game right in the middle of my Tease & Denial session yesterday. Strange huh? I know you envision those moments when your mistress has your throbbing member in her hand as the most sexual heightened seconds of …
I had an epiphany last week. It occurred while I was watching the latest Resident Evil movie. I spend 2 hours each and every day pretty much sitting in a movie theater watching a movie that I absolutely hate because watching it makes me stupid. Hollywood thinks I am an idiot. It’s as if the day after Roger Ebert died the entire movie industry let out a huge sigh of relief and said, finally we can make movies as dumbed down as we want. The movies now are so fucking bad that it makes me sick to my stomach to have to sit through one of them. At one point in Resident Evil I stopped watching the movie to do two …
Create desire. Enhance expectation. Leave him with unsatiated lust. – Ah seduction , like the dancing steps of war , it’s a calculated art. So is humiliation. Is there anything worse for a man than going to see “your new girl” only to find another rooster in the hen house? “Take thy beak from out my heart” was the thought written across Mark’s face tonight when he walked across the threshold of my condo only to find me rested on my sofa with my feet upon Antoine’s lap. It must be terribly worse when the lad you are competing with is foreign , it creates an air of mystique around the man you suddenly want to both know and forget. …
Elusive. Evasive. Persistent. Righteous traits for a Mistress – or a fighter. Until yesterday, I was teetering on being both and now – despair , for I am but one. I must have told every man I saw over the past month that I had shifted my Muay Thai focus to preparing for my first fight sometime early this year. Incredibly , not one of you gents had the wisdom to tell me that climbing in the ring with a trained killer was not one of my better ideas. My new years resolution was two-fold. First I took the encouragement from my Muay Thai trainer to heart and agreed to start training seriously for a fight – this had …
How many “shots” do I get? Single shot? Double shot? Multiple shot? It’s hard to believe that after three years and seven hundred stories written on the topic of Tease & Denial that this is still the most frequently asked question in my emails. Jonathan Dec 15 (13 days ago) to me Can I ask a quick question before I get to bed ? So with you a fella can cum ? How many shots? And if so is it just only thru him doing it to himself ? I read that if cumming then it’s not good idea with any of you ? Cheers I can thank all the happy ending massage shops for making that the …
Hello I am Mistress Wael and while Jaa is on vacation until January 11th I will still be doing the Tease & Denial sessions like I always do. My rules are easy. 24 hours before you come to see me you cannot touch yourself. In my session you cannot beg. You cannot say please. You cannot cry. I don’t want you to shake. I don’t want you to move at all. Your job is to survive two hours with me and if you can do that … I will let you cum. My photo portfolio and my Tease & Denial videos are here for you to see : I live very close to On Nut BTS Station. You can …
I have goals that I write down at the start of every year month and week , for without a clear direction time can be wasted , and isn’t that the ultimate sin since we’re around on this planet so briefly? Woke up this morning to find an email from my friend telling me that George Michael had died on Christmas Day and I thought , come on really – him — HIM ? I posted my disbelief on my Twitter and got an instant reply from somebody saying “get used to it , it gets worse.” That reply bugged me so much that I deleted my post and I tried to reflect a bit on what it might be …
You’re being watched ! From the moment you step off the plane in Bangkok you’re being discreetly photographed and privately talked about as information about you is collaborated and disseminated. By whom though? CIA , FBI , KGB ? None of the above. The culprit here is the closed group , and well guarded Facebook group of Thai girls that numbers over a quarter million now who have likely made you the topic of conversation at one time or another during your stay here. “Their modus operendi: post the photo , find out who’s fucked him , who’s dated him , what’s his net worth , and is he worth the time and effort to pursue.” Or in layman terms …
“How?” I said , can I be glad and sad – but a person goes from one foot to the other. Christmas, that lonely, lovely crowded place in our heads. At Christmas, some of us hunger for a larger family life than perhaps we had. We were a family of three, we could never afford a holiday feast let alone a gift. But I had dreams , even living in a country where Christmas is only an un-celebrated day off , the books I had read always made me dream of friends , Santa , and gifts under a pine tree. Thank you dreams. You are the large family which comforts. It doesn’t have to be typical. Just as I …
All this happened , more or less. It’s not that what I’m about to tell you didn’t occur, it’s that you’ll tell yourself that if something is too good to be true then it probably is , and thus you’ll conclude that my narrative is unreliable. Suit yourself, but rest assured – Llianna exists ! In your mind, in your dreams there lives a girl. She of azul eyes , twin sapphires which contrast her Rapunzel’esque straw colored hair who’s ends dangle delightfully above her lolita-pink nipples. Not yet a week over twenty , yet her perfect body boasts still of teenage purity , so much that even the most strikingly handsome man would question his approach to woo such beauty. …
