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Day 1
I flew in Singapore rather nervous. Without being prompted, I decided to visit the waxing salon. This pleased Madam, for She said it showed that I was a natural submissive. I told Her it thrilled me whenever she called me Her doll, and so that stuck from then on.
Upon landing, I gathered my luggage and waited for my Madam. I brought out my laptop and attempted to do a little bit of work, but my laptop was running out of battery and I was honestly too distracted to function. I later saw my Madam waving at me at the waiting area. Apparently she arrived earlier than I did, and she has been watching me walking around and sitting to wait. She seemed good natured about it, but I felt embarrassed. And I didn't like that I made my Madam wait. Her gwei was with us, and per Madam's instructions, I was to treat him as a servant and to not address him unless she tells me to. After all, he was Madam's gwei.
We encountered some traffic to the hotel, which was quite frustrating as it piled on to the anticipation.
Upon getting there, Madam wrapped me in a warm embrace and welcomed me with kisses. Short sweet pecks at first, then longer hotter ones, the kind that lingered on my lips even after She has gone to the bathroom to freshen up. I stood there for a second, stunned by Her beauty and sensuality and how She can turn me on without touching any part below my neck.
When I got my senses back, I followed her lead and unpacked my luggage. She then showed me the lingerie She bought for this weekend. I took a liking to the black sheer piece and Her blue robe (She would give this to me as well). The other ones were too small for me, as I have a bigger and fuller frame than my Queen.
Madam told her gwei to order room service, and instructed him to deliver it to our room when it arrived. We ate slowly because we felt quite full. My appetite was also distracted by the smooth sensual Goddess beside me, and I found myself giving in to my cravings to kiss her neck, shoulders, and all of her glorious skin visible. I think gwei mentioned to Madam in passing that She was looking forward to seeing me leading up to this weekend, but I was too distracted to keep at the conversation. We did talk about other things, vanilla things. Like politics, a bit of history. It's wonderful to be around good conversationalists; people who are smart and have something interesting to offer.
Madam and I then had our first night together, and Madam showed me her box of toys. Or rather it was a drawer in her nightstand with toys, including a huge black cock, strap on harness, remote-controlled bullet (She gave me this as well; Madam is extremely generous), thin white vibrator, a unique u-shaped toy that pleasures the clit and the treasure's roof at the same time. All these would be used during our stay.
That night, we used the bullet and the u-shaped toy. I worshipped her from her lips down to her neck, shoulders, clavicle, breasts, and at last her treasure. Hers was the first I've ever had, so I was clearly an amateur. All I knew was how much I wanted to pleasure my Queen. She was delicious, and her moans were encouraging. I licked and kissed and savored her juices as her sighs and moans guided me. I felt immense pleasure myself when she climaxed at my tongue. She got the black cock and harness and wore them in place. I was told to lie on my back as Her sensuous lips played with my nipples. I couldn't believe how wonderful the sensations were, and I was surprised by the sounds of pleasure were coming out of my mouth. It got even louder when Madam licked my treasure and started to finger me. I was getting close to coming when she told me she was going to fuck me with her cock, one She procured for me and this weekend. She started slow, but I still felt quite overwhelmed with pleasure as Hers was the biggest I have ever taken. Madam started thrusting faster and deeper, and I was practically screaming in intense pleasure. My climax was starting to build up and so I asked her if I could come. She permitted it and I came hard. At the same time She was also being pleasured by a toy in her harness. It was delightful hearing her moan while fucking me with her cock.
She laid back on the bed and messaged gwei instructions for that morning.
Day 2:
Madam and I had breakfast in bed, and then the food arrived.
I woke up longing for my Queen, and She was awake too. I half-hoped she was asleep so I can pleasure her until she stirs awake. But Madam would later reveal that She has trouble sleeping in hotel rooms.
Madam let me access her treasure and I eagerly used my tongue. I was under the sheets feasting on my Queen's nectar when I heard her allow gwei to enter with the food tray. I heard her greet him good morning, and him knowingly saying it was a happy morning for Madam. I could only guess as I was under the sheets, unperturbed. After a while, Madam dismissed gwei to settle business matters in his room. But not before completing his routine of kissing her feet before he was dismissed. I didn't notice him while this was happening though.
After a while, I could hear Madam's moans getting hurried and her breathing getting more shallow. I kept licking her treasure until she released Her big orgasm. I was guided to move up and she told me i was good at it despite my severely limited experiences.
Madam and I then sat up and had our breakfast. I got to know Madam more, and I'm more amazed at her resilience and generosity to her family. How adventurous and "stubborn" she is whenever she wants something. She really was remarkable.
A little before lunch, we got ready to go to the mall and visit some sites. Before we left, She asked me if it was causing me angst that people with "prying eyes" might find out about our Lifestyle. I said it did a little bit, but I'll work on getting a different phone and number when I get back. She went "here you go" and gave me a new phone, still in the box. I was surprised to say the least. She explained that She bought it from a colleague of hers who didn't like it so much. I gushed and thanked her. I wasn't able to use it while I was there because I didn't have a local SIM card. Upon returning to Manila though, I have used it to check Lifestyle sites and blogs, and have corresponded with Madam using it.
We went around shopping. Madam was looking for the perfect pair of slacks and I, a dress. We saw a dress for me and bought it, and I was thrilled to wear it that night in the company of Madam when we have drinks and dinner with the French Lady.
We went into one store where a lively and attentive Filipina salesgirl was itching to speak with her country mates in our native tongue. She told us about living and working in Singapore for the past 6 years, about being single, about entrusting her child to her mother. She and Madam had a delightful rapport, and I was just happy to be a witness to Madam's charms in the vanilla world. The sales girl asked why I was single, a common thing in our culture to ask younger women. I said I wasn't interested in a boyfriend. I didn't say it was because I would really rather be the doll of the beautiful Woman in the changing room. Madam ended up buying Her first red dress, and the salesgirl told us to come back whenever we're in town. The salesgirl said our visit removed at a day's worth of stress. Clearly Madam really has that effect on everyone.
We went across the street and took pictures in front of beautiful sites. People around us would not suspect what the true nature of our relationship. We had wine before going back to the hotel. I hoped we had enough time so I can pleasure my Queen before heading off, but the French Lady messaged that she was approaching the hotel. A moment of frustration when I realized the dress we bought still had the store tag attached to it and that the dress had holes in the front! They were quite hard to spot until I ran a finger through the material. Still, I was mad at myself for neglecting to spot them. I was putting on a different dress and my make up when Madam went ahead to meet the Lady in the lobby. I got to the lobby, and there was Madam, looking stunning in white trousers. Across her was an attractive blonde with green eyes, tanned toned arms and a wide smile. We were introduced and quickly got to chatting. The French Lady showed us pictures of her family's trip to Bali. After a bit more getting to know, we moved across the street to dine in a Chinese restaurant. We all remarked on how little we know about Chinese cuisine, and the more authentic dishes didn't quite appeal to us. We still ended up having a nice meal of Peking duck and soy with vegetables. For drinks, we moved to the bar Madam and I went to that afternoon. We shared a bottle of wine, and we talked about the French Lady's open and adventurous relationship with her husband. It turned out he knew where she is, who she's with, and what we were going to do. And he was thrilled. The Lady shared how their adventures spiced up their marriage and it made the sex hotter when they're together. Madam shared about her attachments, in particular her gwei's servitude. The Lady seemed surprised at the whole set up and asked questions, which I completely understood as I was the same when Madam arranged dinner with him a couple of months before in Manila. We talked about how hard it was to find likeminded people, or at least vanilla friends who would understand our preferences and not judge our Lifestyle.
After finishing a bottle, we went back to the room. The Lady showed us her new toys, which she bought after her night with Madam. She and Madam was having another glass at the foot of the bed when they asked me to join them. Madam initiated with the Lady and we started stripping off our clothes. The silhouette of Madam's naked body was enough to erase all of my nervousness. Lady was licking the sucking Madam's breasts and I positioned myself to pleasure Lady from behind.
We changed positions a couple of times until each one has climaxed at least once. At one point Madam wore her cock and fucked the Lady, while I sat on Lady's face and fondled Madam's breasts. Madam and the Lady sat up and kissed and started to finger each other, while I had the pleasure of licking and sucking on their breasts. The night ended after Lady and I 69'd while Madam had another orgasm with her toys.
We chatted for a bit while we got dressed, then headed to the taxi queue downstairs. We talked a little more about how excited her husband must be. She said he did mention he wanted to hear about our night (and do more than talk) in the afternoon after their kids were gone. We said our goodbyes when she finally got a cab, and she promised to update us in the morning.
Madam and I went back to our room, and the weekend was only halfway through.
Day 3
Had breakfast in bed once more before heading down to the restaurant to eat.
I woke up already in need of my Madam. She was awake as well, and her hand guided my mouth to between her legs. I happily followed, and started using my tongue on her pussy. She handed me one of her cocks - a black-grey one made of softer and smoother (silicon maybe?) material. Her moans as I thrusted it in and out of her tight pussy while licking her clit sent ripples of pleasure through me. Despite my inadequacies, She climaxed and it was the most satisfying feeling in the world.
After showering, we headed to the breakfast buffet downstairs and got settled at a table. There was something thrilling about doing something so vanilla and mundane as getting breakfast in a restaurant after filling the first few hours of the morning with oral sex with this Goddess.
I ran into the gwei at the plates section, and as per Madam's instructions, we didn't greet each other in a way that would associate us. A subtle and quick nod as we carried on with whatever we were doing.
In the restaurant and back in the room, we talked more about her childhood, growing up in Cebu and moving to Davao, being tomboyish, work in Australia, an obnoxious colleague and the bruise on her leg, a dentist who only pretended to be subservient, and other fascinating snippets from Madam's life. There were no boring moments with Madam.
We went back to the mall to replace my dress. They accepted the exchange but said they ran out of stock. I picked another one with a different design. Madam said it made look more like a doll, so I looked forward to wearing it during dinner.
Madam and I went back to the room and discussed some more. Not long after, she permitted her gwei to enter with coffee for the two of them and orange juice for me. She ordered him to sit on the floor, which he willingly obliged. Madam seemed very pleased that Her "boy" and Her "girl" were there. They finished their coffee when Madam handed a point and shoot camera to her gwei. We're going to have a photo session, she announced. He went back to his room (did he crawl? I can't remember) to "dress appropriately". I didn't understand what that meant at that time. Madam instructed me to wear the black lingerie and blue robe she gave me, as well as my favorite pair of high heels. She also brought out this beaded headpiece, similar to Cleopatra's. It seemed simple at first but She was right, even I didn't recognize myself. The lights were dimmed and the curtains drawn. She looked stunning in a full length silk lingerie with a long slit to glimpse upon her beautiful legs. I wanted to pleasure her then but I knew I had to wait.
There was a knock from the connecting door and Madam instructed her gwei to enter. He crawled inside and kneeled, wearing nothing but a leather hood covering his whole head with a snout protruding in front. I remembered Madam said her gwei's fetish was puppy, and this clearly was the gear for it. I was surprised at first but not disturbed. Fascinated, really, is the term.
Madam started taking pictures of him. She then instructed me to lie on this lounge chair near the drawn curtains. She covered my eyes with a blindfold, which spiked my excitement even more.
She ordered her gwei to crawl to my feet, guiding him to the chair. I felt my legs being spread and his tongue between them and oh heavens Madam trained him well. I felt myself building to an orgasm when she stopped him, and told me to be on all fours. Madam told her gwei that I've never had my anal canal serviced. Then I felt his tongue in my ass while he fingered my pussy. It was the most intense pleasure I've ever felt. It was an incredible sensation and I loved every second of it. I didn't come yet when she stopped it, but I was dizzy with pleasure that I had to sit there for a while.
She then lied on the chair, and I was told to perform my favorite task of all, which was to pleasure her treasure with my fingers and tongue. Her moans were highly encouraging. She called her boy to kneel beside her and allowed him to pay homage, while I was still tonguing her. It didn't take long before he came into his cupped hands. She told him to consume his cum, and not to waste a single drop. He fervently licked his fingers and palms, and Madam seemed very pleased. She allowed him to clean himself off in the bathroom. She led me up and kissed me deeply. She was absolutely marvelous, and I felt so lucky to be her chosen female attachment.
Upon her gwei's return, he took solo shots of Her in various poses. Then he set the timer so all three of us can be in the shot - our Queen with her girl and her boy.
We stayed in the room for a bit. Her gwei has taken off his hood at this point. He had worn a different one while I was blindfolded. It was a leather hood with only the mouth cut open.
I sat on the lounge chair and had the most delightful experience of my Goddess resting her head on my lap. I stroked her soft black hair as she chatted up with her gwei.
She drew back the curtains and the afternoon light streamed in the room. Afternoon delight indeed.
We dressed up to go sightseeing. We only caught a glimpse of the view from the top of Marina Bay Sands when it started to rain. The bar was also full and couldn't accommodate more guests. We went to Clarke, and Madam and her gwei kept telling me how different the place looked at night. We took pictures there and during the walk from Clarke back to the hotel.
Madam instructed her gwei to make a round of gin tonics with one of her favorite gins. Madam lightheartedly chided him to make it good because we'll judge it, and her gwei replied that he felt immense pressure. The drinks turned out to be great, not too strong nor too mild. We were on our second glass when her gwei reminded us of our reservation
at 7:30 pm.
I wore the blue and black dress, and Madam looked elegant in her red dress with a dark red leather belt that accentuated her small waist.
We took a cab and headed to this wonderful restaurant tucked within the gardens. Madam and I kept laughing at the fact that we had fellow countrymen wherever we went, and this restaurant was no different. We mistook one Malay server as our own, but he said he could speak some our language because of his co-workers.
The food was lovely; the company, lovelier. The night's icebreaker was on whether the low neckline of the strikingly handsome woman in the next table was appropriate. Madam and her gwei agreed that less is more, while I sided with if she can pull it off, go for it. The conversation took on interesting turns. Madam said her gwei's ego must be quite content, because the people around us in the vanilla world are probably thinking how lucky it is for this white man to land not one but two Asian females. Her gwei agreed that that must be how we're being perceived, but that he was immensely grateful especially to Madam.
The dinner stayed lighthearted. I asked how would it be different if I wasn't there, meaning if it was just Madam and her gwei. It wouldn't be that much different, according to Madam. Her gwei agreed, adding that Madam would probably summon him more for his services. He quickly added that he wasn't bitter about it.
Madam decided to go to the bar they frequent. Madam said it was high class bar where the women are pretty. The restaurant was kind enough to call a cab for us.
Female patrons pay, apparently, which Madam's gwei covered for us But Madam was right, the women were gorgeous. None approached us, maybe because they thought this party was full. Madam and I found chairs by the bar, and the three of us had gin tonics. Madam asked me if there was anyone who picked my fancy. They were all beautiful, indeed, and the choices were varied. The white (maybe Russian or Eastern Europeans) were to our left, the SE Asians to our north, and East Asians to our right. Honestly though, they paled in comparison to the Goddess beside me. None of them excited me or held my attention. There were those with big boobs, and Madam took notice of them too. She said she was turned off by one because she had tattoos, so I made a mental note of things my Madam didn't like. We saw this fuller figured one in a long sleeved green sequined dress talking to two older white males. Madam and I tried to guess what they were talking about. In our version they were haggling and they were trying to get the lady to do some butt stuff. Then when one male left, we thought the remaining one was trying to get a half off discount. At the other end of the bar, an Asian lady was starting to look bored with the white male trying to get her attention.
Madam and I entertained ourselves by creating scenarios in the room. Her gwei asked her if there was anyone She's interested in, and I would find out later that she would reply that She was content with the company She has. Her gwei asked me as well that hypothetically, which one or what profile has gotten my attention. I answered honestly to Madam that I preferred a strong beautiful woman with a drawer full of toys. She laughed at that and told me to tell we gwei. He laughed at that heartedly. I'm sure he and I share the sentiment.
We had one last round of gin tonics, and took a cab back to the hotel.
We went to our respective rooms. Madam placed some of her preferred toys on the bed. After a quick shower and some freshening up, we went to bed with the toys of our choice. We then played with them beside each other. Even without direct physical contact, hearing Madam's pleasure drove me to the edge. She tucked in earlier but not before I was treated to her licking and sucking my breasts while I had my now favorite bullet vibrator over my clit. I came shortly, and I dozed slowly after that. It was
2 am.
Day 4
It doesn't take much for me to become hot for Madam. I woke up to find that she was awake as well. She had the most beautiful smile and it was wonderful to see it first thing in the morning. A few of her kisses was enough to make me hot and wet, and I trailed down her stunning and petite body to between her legs. Her taste was intoxicating. It was difficult not to get drunk on her as my Queen moans and bucks with pleasure at my tongue and fingers. I only hope I could be better and more effective at servicing my Madam in time.
We had breakfast in the same restaurant downstairs. Madam and I were in the same table but Her gwei was within her line of sight a couple of tables away.
As usual we had a pleasant conversation. I also noticed that since we talked more, we spoke more in our native language. However, our communications virtually were still in English.
We finished our breakfast and went back to our room to finish packing. We got to bond a little more before it was time for me to go. We laughed about how my mother and sister have seen my vibrator in the shorts drawer, and how they would have reacted to it.
I hoped to pleasure my Madam one last time, to show my gratitude as well for an amazing four days. But I needed to get to the airport and we were having fun imagining different scenarios.
We hugged and kissed goodbye before leaving the room. She commented on my "kissable lips" and that made me smile. I thanked her for the best weekend of my life (so far, I suppose), and that the next time we'll meet couldn't come fast enough.
She then knocked on her gwei's interconnecting door and gave instructions on my drop off. All three of us headed to the taxi queue. Her gwei got a cab as Madam and I said farewell once more.
The ride back to the airport was quick and pleasant. Madam's gwei noted that I looked sleepy, and asked if I've had enough sleep during the weekend. I smiled and said I didn't. He laughed and said he understood.
The queue for the check in counter was relatively short, and I checked in my luggage. Before I entered immigration, we said our goodbyes. He wished me a safe flight and I thanked him as well.
The flight back wasn't as pleasant as the one flying in. Maybe it was because the plane was smaller and less comfortable. Maybe it was also because I couldn't stop thinking of the weekend and my Madam. I was nervous going there but after my initiation, I understood better what it meant to be Madam's "girl". She was protective, assuring, caring, and wonderfully Dominant. I didn't think I was into it, but Madam clearly saw a "natural submissiveness" in me. I've had a taste of what it's like to be part of my Madam's Lifestyle. Vanilla dating just isn't enough for me anymore.
I thought of my Madam, her perfection, her sensual Dominance. I loved every moment she called me Her doll, and all those times I had the immense pleasure of servicing Her. Our conversations and vanilla outings. How I felt normal with all the kink in the Lifestyle. Submitting to the submissiveness She has unlocked in me, I finally fell asleep.
