Bangkok Bdsm Dominatrix Jaa4u >> The ‘bdsm master’ Session
I survived a lot of things in one month … you can’t believe how many things happened to me and what happened was not fun but i survived and am alive and happy so that is the most important agree?
Probably what i am proud about the most is i survived the bdsm master session.
I paid somebody to help me change my website … why because i had too many email that waste my time like they want a photo or want a video … i have one he emailed me more than 50 times “is it ready yet?” talking about if i put a video up for him yet or not.
So what i wanted to do is cut every email like that and get a lot of emails like i had when i started jaa4u about bdsm sessions. It is not fun to do 2 hours of email and book no sessions agree?
Ya so that is why i am changing everything about jaa4u and making it more ‘bdsm’ … i am still changing it … it is not finished yet. But a good news is the email coming is better more about booking session, and everything is more focus for bdsm now … a lot more focus lol.
Because i had a email from somebody who is a bdsm master. Actually a lot who email me now say they have so much experience in bdsm and want to come see me. But this man … he the only one who guarantee me is the the “bdsm master”
So i agree to see him … i want to know what somebody is like who has more experience than me. I have almost 4 years of bdsm experience now. I am not the same Jaa like before when i made a lot of mistakes. I am not the same Jaa who only wanted to do a tease & denial session because i did not have a lot of experience for everything else. I am now Jaa the “bdsm master” with the most experience in everything.
OK so i was thinking what do i wear for him the “bdsm master” … for sure he saw a lot of mistresses in the world … maybe he even saw every mistress in the world and i am the last. So he saw every bdsm corset, every bdsm latex suit, every bdsm stockings already. I thought the only thing probably he did not see yet was a elegant mistress in a beautiful dress.
So i put on that, one dress that Fon has … i have no clothes like that … it was a little bit small because she is smaller than me but the problem was for my booby i almost made her dress explode because it was too tight for my boobies. Finally after we put it on i looked like two water balloons were going to explode on somebody’s face if the dress was broken. Well it was Songkran holiday so it would be a good time for one explosion like that 
Fon she did my hair … she did my makeup for me and even did my nail for my fingers and for my toes. And she wanted to know why because it was the first time she helped me be ready for a session this way. Usually she has to help me for my corset but this time no this time was different.
I told her the man coming to see me was the bdsm master. And she wanted to know bdsm master means what so i told her he has maybe 10 years experience and wants to see me. I told her my idea was to show him a new style he never saw before. Just elegant … classy lady … that can pull him from his chin and make him worship me how i want…but with a good style
She liked the idea. I liked the idea. I was excited when he called me and said he was downstairs. Fon went to my room and i put on my A’dore perfume that i only put on if i want to be 100% sexy .. most men will pass out if i have a dress and perfume and i wanted to see if the bdsm master will pass out or what?
Knocking on my door. I get a idea last minute to open the door and pull him from his shirt or jacket or maybe his chest hair lol … idea is i want to pull him in my condo fast and make him go on his knees so he can see all of me. Probably what i will do is let him feel one time what my body feels like with Fon’s dress on because the dress is so soft and i have a lot of curve under it because it is so tight on me.
So i open the door and i pull him from his … his leather something … like a cowboy would wear that …and look at that he has a cowboy hat on his head too. What did he come to my condo on his horse? Where did he park it?
He fell almost inside my condo because i pulled him so hard. I told him to get on his knees … time to show him all my sexy body.
“How about you get on your knees sugar” he said to me …and same time he put his fingers on my cheek like he wants to see if my face is rubber or something.
Ok one…i am not sweet don’t call me sugar. I told him that. Two … it will snow in Bangkok before i get on my knees for a man. Three .. if you want to check to see if my face is rubber then i will check your balls the same way.
And boom … i hit him with my fist in his balls.
I had what i wanted … he was on his knees finally.
“Look it’s not going to work if you’re going to keep acting like a mistress”
What the hell he means by that? I don’t have to act i am a mistress. He had to cough first and almost throw up a little bit because i hit him perfect … trust me i know balls now and i know exactly where i have to touch to make somebody shaking … so if i hit the same place i can make a earthquake lol.
Still i am confused what he means what he wants.
“What is not going to work … your idea is what …what are you thinking?” i had to ask him that.
“Look if you want to be my slave you can’t hit me in the balls you understand that it just doesn’t work that way right?”
What the hell is he talking about … why i want to be his slave.
And then i learned a new word for English … master … it can mean three things.
Always i thought master was for who had the most experience for something … or if i have a baby and i make a passport for him before his name it will say Master.
Master for me means that.
Master for him means he wants to beat the hell out from me and make me his slave.
I looked out my window … “no not snowing yet” i said to him.
“Why would it snow?”
“Exactly …why would it snow in Bangkok?” i said to him back. I put his cowboy hat back on his head and told him to go back to his horse.
I guess I don’t know everything yet about bdsm lol.