“Holy fuck, you look absolutely amazing.” “Why wouldn’t I?” “Well , the cancer , the operation , and everything … you know … I just , I mean I thought” his words eventually dropping off to a stuttering stammer void of strength. My first session in , fuck what has it been, half a year almost? And here we were, at the foyer of my condo , standing in silence as he kept checking me out from head to toe and back again. “Well are you going to come in or not?” I politely asked him while stepping to the side and leaned against the edge of my door so that my rose colored dress rode up the bottom curve …
Love and Hope. The two birds that sleep together when I exercise at midnight every night … that is the 2 name I gave them. In the morning I feed them bread when they wake up. At 9pm when I go exercise around my condo they watch me and sometimes sing for me. And when I finish at midnight they sleep. Together. And touch wings like in love. I believe in love. I believe in hope. And I believe in maybe. Her story ‘maybe’ is so powerful. ‘The covid pandemic has lasted 4 months and will last 2 more months minimum before tourists can come back to Bangkok. That is awful, yes? Maybe. Well what if I start …
Who am I? That’s not a rhetorical question for you, its a self-reflective inquisition of myself. If I look at the bright side of things – and god knows that’s been hard to do this month – I could step back and say that I’m just maturing from the mid 20’s girl I was when I started writing for this site to the “not quite” mid 30’s woman I am now , and with time has come a decade of change that makes me wince at who I was , right up to about a year ago. Now some might say it took this cancer in my chest to bring about change but in truth its been this whole last …
I’m trying to figure out why it’s been so damn hard to write this story , after all, I’ve been at it all day , and this is the umpteenth retake. So around 5pm , out of total frustration, I went outside on the balcony and had a good conversation with my cactus plant as I usually do when things are feeling a bit overwehelming. Sitting there from late afternoon to mid evening with my plant coddled between my knees , watching the day turn to night , I kind of got some clarity on just why it’s always been hard to write about something other than the crazy fun sessions that I do every month. There’s always been this …
3 months. 0 sessions. And I am still alive. Wow. Not only that … I feel better and stronger and way more sexy than me in March. In March I was 65 kg. Today I hit 59kg … yes down 6kg. Why? How? I learned a new English word lately … budget. How to budget 500 baht to last one month for food. Actually I learn a lot of new english word lately and it really fuck up my Thai. 2 example. Yesterday I went to buy mint from across the street the girl sale all the vegetebles on her cart. I had no idea anymore how to say mint in Thai. I kept saying “mint, mint, mint” to …
Sorry for not posting for a while, given where I live though, I must be careful about what I say as free speech is something of a misnomer here in times of duress. No doubt, as like you, I’ve had a few hundred thoughts pass through my mind , all of which are worthy of prose. However if I did use this platform to write about just my thoughts in the absense of bdsm sessions it wouldn’t have the FemDom / Mistress’s thoughts balance that Jaa and I have maintained over the past decade. But I’m getting an uptick in the number of “what’s it like over there, things changing?” kinds of emails , so let me just brief you …
So I did my first session today since we halted things 8 weeks ago. I’m gonna shoot from the hip here and type off the top of my head about how it went and the subtle changes I (we) have had to make – and the reasoning behind said decisions. The session itself was fine, great even. It was like seeing a long lost friend one hadn’t seen in years and years, wherein reality it was only our second ever meeting. And oh ya, that ‘long lost friend’ – he of 53 years old – had a raging boner like when he was 23 years old. Oh and not only that, but if you remember back to perhaps your first …
Leg Lockdown. I wanted to talk about my #1 trick for human toilet training today. But the only slave who will do the photo and video of my technique is in Phuket so I have to wait. Ok so. Let me to talk to you about a Jiu Jitsu move I use in my Tease & Denial sessions. First let me show you what it is. And then why I use it. And finally how I use it. Leg Lockdown for Tease & Denial My favourite classes in Jiu Jitsu – the classes they teach a move and I think “yes I can use that in my sessions!” Leg Triangles I use for our play wrestling. Feet on …
The Terminator vs The World ” The Terminator vs The World ” in Theaters June 1st. Sort of, you’ll see what I mean in a bit. See, today is May 1st , and since I believe my country will begin to open things back up on June 1st , I’m focusing on how I might consider resuming sessions since that reality is only about 30 days away. I gotta admit , if Covid was a poker game, and June 1st was the day countries went ‘all in’ and had to show their hands … I’d have thought the chances of my country laying down a royal flush to be slim and none – had you asked me back in March. …
Nothing overly hot in this story, it’s just an update on what’s happening in the lives of your Mistress’s and some corresponding thoughts as we near the end of April. At the end of March when this all began in earnest my lease was ending but I was able to negotiate a month’s extension , which is ending Thursday. So rather than write every day as I had intended to , I went on a house & condo search , trying to find the ‘next best place to live’ and had to make some tough decisions on the future of this business’s location as I did so. As I see it, I had three options available to me. a) Stick …
