I watched Xiaoyu put on her heels and I sent her to the door.
Holding the bag in front of her while facing me, she looked at me like a little girl who just finished the first date with the man she loves.
She reached for a kiss and I offered my cheek instead when i saw her going for my lips.
Xiaoyu smiled as she ask if she’s going to get one.
I gave her one on the cheek in a gentlemanly manner.
Xiaoyu : good night Jackson…. Thank you for the beer….
Jackson : you’re welcome…..
As she turned to walk away, she added ;
Xiaoyu : Paige is going to send her best girl after you now….. and I assure you…. She is going to be lot harder to turn down….i think I know the type you are after….. hahah…
Jackson : If the girl is as attractive as you….. I might just go for it…
Xiaoyu gave me a naughty wink before sashaying off towards the direction of the cookhouse.
I closed the door behind me and exhaled.
That was a close one.
Xiaoyu’s looks would easily pass of as a Korean actress or a singer. Her actions, her moves, from putting on her heels to holding her beer, they are more lady-like than a real woman.
I clenched my fist, pissed at the guys for pulling this shit on me.
Relieved that it’s over, I went to take a shower.
I never expected the guys to come back into the farmhouse.
I could hear them talking loudly outside the door as I dried my hair.
Hong : Jackson !!! open up…. Hahahaha…. Hahaha… do you like what you see ?? hahahah
I opened the door and the group of them are still laughing and giggling away.
Jackson :what the fuck man….
Kamal : aiyah…. Don’t angry la…. just a joke…hahaha
Hong : hahaha….. cannot take a joke ar…… ask you fuck girl you don’t want… then you say you not gay…. I find someone in between….. you also not happy… hahaha….
Declan tapped me on my back and ask me not to take it to heart.
Declan : just a joke…. Hahha…. I will get Paige to send a good one to you if you like….
Jackson : no need… no need… it’s ok… serious…. I’m ok… ermmm.. Declan… I heard from Xiaoyu….. that I can get an employee ID for the intranet…..is that true… ?
Hong : ooohhhhhh…… hahaha… you fucker…. Send her to you… you don’t want… you prefer to book online !!!! hahahahah!! I see…. haha
Jackson :It’s not about that…. What the hell….
Declan laughed and said he will give me the details once ready.
With the employee ID, I would not only get my personal email, I would be kept up to date on the activities and team bonding events the organisation hosts on a regular basis.
There is even a monthly newsletter written by the Queen herself.
Kamal : No one logs into that shit one…. Don’t bother….
Hong : Not true… I log in to book the rooms and the girls…. Ahhaha
Kamal : Just call Paige will do… login for what… ??
Hong : aiyah… you won’t understand…. Booking online comes with a…. certain kind of thrill…. Right Jackson ?? hahah
I ignored his jibe and Declan finally put a stop to the teasing.
Satisfied with their good laugh, Seven lugged into the farmhouse a small insulated trolley with a ice box sitting on top.
Jackson : What is that….
Kamal : We keep eating your food…. Paiseh la… return you some….
Hong : all Ho liao ( good stuff ) ok ?
Jackson : It’s ok la…. once a month only….
I was pleasantly surprised when I opened the box and bag they brought along.
Aside from trays of thinly sliced premium beef, there are also sea cucumbers, snow crab legs, scallops the size of a large Chinese chess piece, there’s even a large bunch of bamboo clams.
Jackson : what the hell hahahha… are you serious… ?
I exclaim in disbelief as I brought up a tray of Uni, sea urchins flown in from Japan.
Hong : Oh… that is Seven’s favourite…
There are at least 5 cans of Mexico Abalone, that wheel brand that housewives love, together with a variety of other usual steamboat goodies.
I kept taking cans out of the bag and they commented I am the most ‘auntie’ guy they have ever met.
Kamal : What the hell man Jackson …. You are very auntie you know that…. You get excited by groceries….
I held up a tray of shrimps each the size of a small cucumber like I’m holding my graduation certificate.
Jackson : how much did you all spend on these man… hahah…
The guys helped me fill up my fridge and stock up the shelves.
Jackson : These are fresh ingredients….!!
After the fridge is filled, Hong rubbed his hands gleefully and added that they would like me to host dinner the next day.
It’s a Saturday. The day the girls will be coming.
I was immediately cautious and my face was easy to read.
Declan : Relax Jackson ….hahah…. we wont force you if you don’t want to ok…. Hahah…. But we will all be here for work the whole day tomorrow….and we are hoping to be able to have a nice meal after it’s done….. we can invite Xiaoyu too if you like…
Seven chuckled and did a comical rendition of me getting choked.
Jackson : ok … ok… fine…. Fine… looks like we need to get a bigger table soon…. I’ll get the stuff ready for tomorrow…. What time ?
Declan : 7pm works for you ?? if you have plans for the weekend it’s ok to say no….
Jackson : 7pm is fine…. I don’t have plans…. Let’s not waste the fresh food…
Hong : alright… see you tomorrow … hahaha…
It’s already pretty late, and since I’m going to host dinner the next day, I decided to just sleep over. I usually change into my loose fitting pyjamas, but for that night, I slept with another clean pair of work pants, with good zip and button.
16th May 2015
Saturday.
6am
I was up early and I set off for a jog around the estate. I could see the most of the lights are on in the castle that morning. I wonder if I would ever bump into the queen on her jog, if she jogs that is.
I didn’t.
I tended to the garden once I’m done. Some of the vegetables I’ve grown are ready for harvesting, I made a mental note on what to use for dinner later from the garden and what I need to get from the supermarket.
By noon, I had returned from the supermarket and I got about getting ready for dinner.
I woke up that morning feeling really good, I don’t know why. Perhaps it’s because I thought of a new idea I wanted to run by Declan.
I want to do a compost bin for food waste. The by products can be used as fertilisers. I spent the afternoon doing some research on my laptop so I could float my idea with Declan over dinner.
I started preparing and cutting the vegetables at 5pm.
By 6.30pm, the table is set.
Everything is ready. You just need to get the steamboat boiling and we are good to go.
I used a large bucket I usually used for tools as a chiller. Bottles of beer and cider soak themselves in the icy water waiting to be opened.
7pm
No one showed up.
I stood outside the farmhouse and looked around.
There’s no one.
This better not be another one of their stupid prank. I don’t think it is one, no point asking me to waste all those fresh ingredients on a stupid prank.
They must be held up with work.
I went back in and waited for another 20 minutes or so. I tried calling Declan but his phone was off.
None of the other guys answered my messages as well.
Well, I’m fucking starving, if they don’t show up, I’m just going to start eating on my own.
I decided to wait till 8pm.
8pm
I opened the door and stepped out again, this time round, I saw someone in the garden.
It’s a woman.
She was squatting down near the organic vegetable patch I did.
My mind immediately went on high alert.
Ok , calm down Jackson.
This must be another one of their stupid tricks.
I observed the girl quietly from where I stood. She is not dressed to the nines, nor is she in high heels with seductive cleavage exposed.
Her hair is still a little wet, she’s freshly showered for sure. She slowly got up, allowing my eyes to feast on her tight and tone body.
She has a fucking great pair of legs. The pair of grey cotton shorts looked casual, you wouldn’t take a 2nd look because it’s not skimpy short as well, but it’s the firm butts that pushes and stretch the pants that drew my eyes repeatedly over. At the bottom of the pair of shorts hung little cute furry balls going around both her thighs.
I started to wonder how that feels on your skin. The softness of the balls rubbing on your thigh.
Her legs disappeared into a pair of white sneakers with purple laces, she doesn’t look like she wore any socks.
She noticed me at the door and she turned to face me.
The moment our eyes met, I felt as if my soul had been taken away together with my breath. She is beautiful beyond words. I could not believe my eyes.
Without any traces of makeup on, her facial features are dominated by her naturally large eyes. Her lips are slightly glossy, she looked confident, intelligent and I could see she has clocked a certain mileage in life.
This is no fresh face sweet young thing with a squeaky voice, the girl standing in front of me is the embodiment of what I would call a proper woman.
The t-shirt she was wearing is a simple graphic print top. No brand, with a couple of cartoon characters at the bottom I could not identify.
She rest her hands on her waist and nodded towards the garden.
“ You did all these ?? Nice work… “
Jackson : yes I did…. I’m the gardener….
She looked around and nodded. I watch her do a 360 degree turn slowly before taking in a deep breath, puffing up her chest as she spread her arms and displaying the fullness of her love pillows like a proud peacock showing off her feathers.
Blood rushed to my dick as I gave her body another once over.
She’s fit, she works out. She must be one of Paige’s girls, another one that they sent to test me.
She is exactly my type. Paige is good. She knew someone seductive and foxy like Xiaoyu didn’t work, so she chose to send someone more casual, down to earth without seductive clothes on.
I was overwhelmed by my hormones as I looked at the woman in front of me.
I don’t usually say things like this, but I have to admit, I really like her. She’s my type.
I’m starting to get the same vibe I get when I work for some of those hot milfs in their garden. The kind of horny urge. Well, if she’s she for me, I’m going to fuck her for sure.
She started to walk towards me and I braced myself for her advance.
I felt a tingling in my dick as she closed the distance between us.
A weird and erotic thought started to creep into my head.
She is so hot, that I decided that even if she used to have a dick, I might just do her.
Even the way she walks, she oozes confidence, power and the way she speaks, she is no ordinary whore. Maybe she herself controls a team of girls.
Jackson : what’s your name… ??
She unfolded her arms and looked at me for a couple of seconds.
Yiling : My name is Yiling….
Even her name sounded nice to me. Almost poetic.
Jackson : my name is Jackson…nice to meet you….. you know what… I’m hosting a dinner… but my friends are late…. Would you like to join us ??
I gestured to the farmhouse behind me.
Yiling : Dinner…. Inside there ?? are you serious ?? hahah … shouldn’t that be filled with your gardening tools and stuff ? hahah…
I nodded with a smile.
Jackson : well…. Only one way to find out….
I extended my hand and pointed to the door with my palm faced up like an usher showing guests to their table.
Yiling : alright….. we shall see.. haha..
Yiling put her hands behind her and walked boldly towards my farmhouse.
Yiling : You’re not going to abduct me right… haha… feels like you are trying to trick me into a gardening shed… haha…
Damm she’s good, her girl next door act only served to send more blood to my groin.
Jackson : it’s real… no funny business…. I swear… haha…
Yiling : alright…. Alright… sure….who are the friends you are hosting….?
Jackson : Declan….. Hong….. Kamal…. Seven….. do you know them…. ?
Yiling nodded.
Yiling : yes… i do know them…
I opened the door and Yiling exclaimed at the spread of the food on the table.
Yiling : wow…. You got to be kidding me…
The look on her face was one of genuine surprise. You can’t fake that. Maybe the guys didn’t tell her I prepared dinner.
I watched Yiling lift up one of her leg behind her butt, remaining perfectly balance on 1 foot as she removed her shoe. Everything she does seemed to have a sexual vibe to it.
By the time she sat down, crossed her legs and asked for a pair of chopsticks, I was prepared to use my employee benefit right there and then.
I realised I didn’t have condoms but she is like a goddess with an imaginary aura around her that I was toying with the idea of fucking her raw even though she is a sex worker.
She must be the legendary right-hand girl of Paige, the brothel owner. The one that gets to choose. This is the real deal.
Yiling did not hesitate at all, she turned on the steamboat and started putting the food in.
When I saw her do that, I was convinced that this is the girl sent to tempt me.
She did not even wait for Declan and the rest, it’s as if she knew they won’t be coming or something.
This must be the guys plan after all. Set me up with a good meal and a hot girl. What better way to end a sumptuous dinner than a good orgasm ?
What a welcoming party this is turning out to be. I told myself to work doubly hard for the organisation starting tomorrow.
Jackson : … help yourself…. Don’t be shy….
Yiling : can I get a beer please…
Jackson : Sure….
I opened a bottle for her and sat down beside Yiling. We filled the steamboat to the brim and waited for it to boil.
Yiling looked around the farmhouse and commented that it’s a cosy place.
Yiling : can’t tell at all from the outside…. Nice… do you like your work ?
Jackson : of course… I love it….. it’s a really nice place to work …. How about you… how’s work today…. All good ? ….
I immediately regretted asking Yiling the question the moment it left my mouth. What an asshole I am.
Who the fuck asks a sex worker about her work and how’s her day. It’s as if I expected her to tell me about the men she had to serve and spread her legs for.
I was about to tell Yiling it’s ok if she doesn’t answer that but she already started talking.
Yiling : it’s …. It’s been a long day for me today…. Not a particularly pleasant one… not to mention it’s a weekend…..
Jackson : I see….
She frowned and pointed the tip of her beer bottle at me.
Yiling : You know… ….
She paused and took another sip of her beer.
Yiling : …… Taking care of so many men….sigh…… it can be quite taxing…. Mentally…. I’m serious…
I nodded without a word. So much so for being selective about her clients. She did not seem picky at all.
It’s ok. I don’t mind she has been taken by so many men.
I would still fuck her.
Yiling : not only do I have to manage their expectations…. I also need to swallow…..
I nodded again understandably. Yes, I do have friends likes to cum in the girls’ mouth and watch them swallow. I like to do that too sometimes.
Yiling continued almost breathless as if she was exasperated.
Yiling : my pride and …. Choose my words carefully to deal with the size of their…. Their fucking….
I nodded again, trying not to look disrespectful.
It’s not easy.
I mean all the different cocks and dicks you need to put inside your body for a living every day.
Respect.
From the bottom of my heart.
This is what I call professionalism. You don’t discriminate against size.
Yiling : ego…. You know….? men and their ego….
Well, my ego is ok sized. That is all I know at that moment as I tried hard not to drool at Yiling’s sweet face.
Jackson : yeah…… it’s… not easy….
Yiling : don’t interrupt me….. the size of their ego… drives me nuts sometimes….
She went on about how hard it is at times to get the men to see things from her perspectives and that we don’t see the big picture.
Yiling : you know what I hate most….. is when I see them taking their own sweet time when I’m obviously in a rush…. Time is precious…. I hate wasting time… it makes me angry… and when I get angry…. Everything just goes out of control you know….
I nodded emphatically and made a mental note not to drag it out.
Fuck and cum, maybe keep it to 1 or 2 positions.
Yiling : anyway… these are just things I have to deal with…. Comes with the job…. Not exactly a good position to be in…. if you get what I mean… you think I like to be at the top ?? … if given a choice…. I would rather not be….
I nodded.
Ok, no top.
She prefers to be at the bottom, noted. Maybe I’ll do a standing doggy although I quite like the idea of Yiling riding me while I cup onto her breast.
I gather it’s a good time to change topic, no point harping about her choice of work.
It’s a honest living.
Jackson : I understand perfectly…. Well….. at least you don’t need to be at the mercy of the queen…. I heard she’s quite a handful from Hong and the guys…
Yiling was about to reach for a piece of vegetable in the boiling broth when she paused midair for a second.
Yiling : The Queen ? ….
Jackson : yeah… the lady boss that runs this whole place….i’ve heard quite a bit of stories about her….
Yiling looked at me as if I said something ridiculous.
Jackson : Haven you heard ?? …. You’ve been working here for a while right …
Yiling : well…. I have…..
Jackson : surely you’ve heard something about the queen …. ?
Yiling : well…. Do share please… what stories are there about the queen….
She started to fill her bowl with an assortment of seafood and vegetables including a giant scallop. She’s not shy at all when it comes to food. I never expected her to put 2 giant shrimp on my bowl though.
I thought it was meant for me but she just asked if I could help her deshell them.
I started to peel the prawns as I spoke.
Jackson : I’ve heard she’s bad tempered, has violent tendencies….. she digs people’s eyes out and stuff……. Not only that…. She speaks with a high pitch squeak……. Sounds like she’s some kind of a witch that escaped from a fairytale……Hong does a really nice mimic of her I think… hahha..…. You should see it….. hahaha.. it’s quite funny……
Yiling smiled and dipped a tofu into the dipping sauce I made and popped it into her mouth chewing slowly as she savoured it’s taste before reply.
Yiling : sure…. Looking forward to it…
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Jackson : well… I think they are coming any moment now…. It’s better to hear it from them… I can’t describe it as well as they do…. You should see Hong do it with a lettuce while stretching his hairy legs… hahaha….it’s awesome …. hahah
Yiling smiled and continued eating.
Jackson : how’s the food… ?
Yiling : It’s nice…. Which of these vegetables are grown here….?
Jackson : over here…. The leafy Caixin, lettuce, spinach……. Baby tomatoes…. These are from the garden…. Organic… it’s not a lot… .. so I supplemented with some from the supermarket…. I think in about another couple of months, the yield will be enough for a good meal once a week…
Yiling : they’re delicious…. You should grow more….
Jackson : I’m glad you like it…
Yiling got up and went over to the shelves, going straight for the can of abalone.
She gestured to the can, asking me to open it.
Yiling : I like this….… do you mind… ?
Jackson : Not at all…. Come… allow me….
It’s quite an enjoyable experience watching Yiling eat. You know, some people just makes everything look delicious with the way they enjoy their food and Yiling is definitely a foodie from the looks of it.
I would have offer to slice the abalone into smaller slices but Yiling just took a bite out of it once she dunk it into the hotpot for 2 seconds.
Yiling : ohhh…. This is so good…
We started to talk and I was surprise at how opinionated she is on certain issues. She’s smart, articulated and not afraid to offer a different perspective on sensitive subjects.
As we put more food into the steamboat, we drifted to the topic of right and wrong.
Jackson : I mean right is right…. Wrong is wrong… there is nowhere in between….
Yiling : No…. that’s not true.. I don’t agree with that statement at all…
Jackson : why not ? …. I mean if you kill someone….that is wrong…
Yiling : What if by killing that someone…. You are saving others… are the police wrong if they need to shoot a terrorist ? …
Jackson : Ok… I don’t meant that…
Yiling : But you said killing someone is wrong……
Jackson : ok …. Maybe strapping a bomb on yourself and denotating it in the middle of a crowded room…. That is wrong… surely you cannot disagree with that…
Yiling : What if the person is a soldier ? … that room is full of terrorist…. Murderers…. People who would kill again and again…. And by sacrificing himself…. He prevented more deaths… ?
Jackson : You don’t know that….
Yiling : You don’t know that either….. coming back to your right and wrong theory….. there’s no easy way of saying your actions is right or wrong just by looking at the surface……without understanding the whole picture….
Jackson :errr…. Ok….. robbery & stealing is wrong…
Yiling : It is… but what about a father stealing bread for his hungry daughter….. People robbing the masterminds of ponzi scams….
Jackson : Those only happen in movies….
Yiling : where do you think they get their inspirations from….
Jackson : ok… taking drugs is wrong….
Yiling : Paracetamol is a drug, leftose is a drug….
Jackson : Come on… I don’t mean that…. You know what I mean….
Yiling : Some drugs…. When administered properly…. Are powerful pain killers…. It all depends on your perspective….
Jackson : smuggling drugs is wrong….
Yiling : Every day…. People risk their lives smuggling drugs, vaccines, antibiotics into war zones…..just because it doesn’t happen in Singapore….it…
The argument went back and forth, and I was stumped several times, unable to give a reply.
This is something I was not expecting from a sex worker but despite me losing several arguments, I could feel my erection getting harder. There is this strength coming from Yiling I cannot put my finger on.
That confidence, the way she speaks. It’s turning me on more and more. Intelligence and confidence have always been my weak spot. The best fuck I’ve ever had did not come from the girls with the biggest breast or the longest legs, or the tightest ass.
It’s always the smart ones. Usually, they have the looks to compliment those brains of theirs as well.
Yiling stopped eating for a while and asked for some napkins. She’s perspiring from the hotpot but written on her face is a look that can only be described as satisfaction.
We started talking about the garden and I offered Yiling a guided tour.
Yiling : sure… why not… I could use a walk …. And we could go for another round….. the food is delicious….
Jackson : thank you… you’re welcome to drop by often….
Yiling : do Declan come by all the time… ?
Jackson : once a month usually…. For dinner with the guys….. other days….. they might pop by occasionally….. no fixed schedule…. He likes to do his admin work here……
I brought Yiling out and we started walking through the miniature bamboo garden I did. The plants are growing well, in a few months, they would tower over our heads.
Jackson : Not as grand as the bamboo forest in Sagano…. But it’s a start…
We took the winding path and I told Yiling the reasons behind my choice of plants at certain sections.
I would have expected cursory nods and smile but I never expected her to be really interested in what I am saying.
Jackson : this… a very common palm tree… we call it the lipstick palm or sealing wax palm…. The crownshafts and leaf sheath is bright red…you can extract the colours and make a dye with it…..
Yiling : to make a lipstick ..???
Jackson : hahah…. Err… I think it’s better if you just pop by the makeup store…
Yiling : hahah… good idea….
We ventured down the far end to the smoking corner as well. It’s empty that evening but I could still see a couple of smouldering butts smoking in the ashtray.
I took a bottle of water I kept in the bush and put the butts out.
Yiling : so you maintain the smoking area as well…. ?
Jackson : yeah… a lot of the guys come here …. So you can see it fills up pretty fast…. Some of them has the habit of flicking the butts all over too….
Yiling : do you smoke… ?
Jackson : I don’t… do you ??
Yiling : me neither…
Jackson : anyway…. I think I was hired partly because I don’t smoke…. Among other things….
Yiling : what other things… ?
Jackson : a string of weird requirements by the queen of course….i think Declan and the guys won a bet of sort…..hahha…. they seem pretty pleased about it…..
Yiling : I see… hmmmmm
We went around the perimeter, taking the longest route possible encircling the garden. I know it’s just me over thinking but it felt like a date of sort.
The conversation just kept flowing.
Yiling : you know what you should start planting…. Durians man… get some good saplings or something… start filling the garden with them…. Hahaha… Mao Shan wang… black pearl…..golden phoenix….
Jackson : those take a decade or more to fruit… hahha… but that’s a good idea…. We can start putting more fruit trees…. I’ve seen bats and a couple of cockatoos before…. Maybe some fruit trees would bring them in….
Yiling : papayas are easy to grow… maybe start with those…. And definitely start sourcing for the durians….. lime should be easy to grow… hmmmm… lime with tequilas …. Ooohh….
Jackson : hahha… ok… I’ll check with Declan when I see him….. I mean… if these don’t sit well with the queen….we better not do it…. Not everyone likes durians..
Yiling nodded and smiled before asking me what I thought of the owner of the property.
Yiling : what do you think of the queen…. ?
Jackson : I don’t know…. I’ve never met her…. Seen her from afar once….. cant really make out anything other than a silhouette….. my guess would be someone in her…. I don’t know… fifties…old auntie with too much botox injection……. Have you met her before… ?
Yiling : yeah… I have….hmmm… go on… I’ll see if your description is accurate….
Jackson : alright…. Hmmm… early to mid fifties…well maintained… I don’t know… probably a virgin…. Good reason for her to be too… I mean… with this amount of power and wealth….. you got to be careful with anyone who says they are interested in you right….
Yiling : true…
Jackson : so… my guess is she probably has a lot of suitors… she rejected them all….thereby depriving herself of a healthy sex life….compounding on her loneliness and causing her to be mad at everything…. That’s probably where her violent tendencies come from as well….she keeps a tight leash on Declan, Hong, Kamal, Seven and Aaron….her lieutenants …. Men who execute her order….they’re afraid of her…. And I suspect she likes it that way…… power over men….gets a kick out of it I’m sure….. some women are like this…a little sick in the head…..
Yiling : wow… … go on…
Jackson : she’s rich…. Surrounded by her circle of personal guards… all female I heard….. I suspect she makes them do more than protecting her….there’s a possibility that she turned lesbian…… and I just found out….. that she trains with Xiaoyu…. Do you know Xiaoyu ??
Yiling : Yes I do…. She’s pretty…
Jackson : Well… she’s a he by the way…. Anyway…. I also suspect the queen is using Xiaoyu in more ways beneath the surface… you know what I mean… ?? it’s only natural to make sure of the resources around you…..especially when they are available…..
Yiling : You mean Xiaoyu’s dick…. Which still can get hard….wow…. you know what Jackson …. I like how you go out of your way to elucidate the complex problems the queen is facing….. and offer a solution at the same time….
Jackson : nah… I just like to over analyse at times…hahah….
Yiling : do you like working here ? ….
Jackson : I do…. I do….I love my job….every minute of it…. I just hope the queen likes the garden….
Yiling : do you think she likes it ?
Jackson : Declan told me she likes where it’s going…. So I think I’m on the right track…. I mean she would have showed up and start throwing a fit like a spoilt brat is she didn’t right….. you know…. kicking around… uprooting shit, spitting on me maybe…..haha
Yiling said nothing and nodded.
Yiling : what would you say to her…. When you meet the queen that is…. ?
Jackson : hahah… I don’t know…. she royalty you know… haha… I’m just the gardener…. Hahah… probably ask her to chill more….be more peace loving…I don’t know…. get laid perhaps….. sex kind of you know…. chill everything down a bit…. hahah… sighz….or maybe instead of doing it with Xiaoyu…. Find a proper guy she can click with and such….
I casually observed Yiling, she did not seem too affected by my bringing up the topic of sex.
That’s professionalism.
Yiling : Interesting perspectives….. you mean you would really say that to her in her face…. ?
I laughed and shook my head. After a couple of seconds and picking up a fallen branch from a tree off the path, I added my honest thoughts.
Jackson : … hmmm… actually…. I’m just kidding…. I feel sorry for her actually….
Yiling: How so…. ?
I stopped walking and looked over at the patio when I first saw the queen.
Jackson : It’s got to be so lonely at the top….
Turning to Yiling, I added.
Jackson : makes you wonder….. who does she go to when she needed to talk… ? ….. where does she go to cry without anyone seeing her do it…….where does she go to relax and just shut herself out from everything happening around her….. does she have anyone to confide in….? does she have friends… I mean genuine friends….people who don’t care about her money… power…. People who don’t work for her…. I mean real friends…
Yiling nodded as we started our way back to the farmhouse.
Yiling : Maybe doing what she do….. doesn’t allow her the luxury of having real friends ? ……. sounds like a pretty sad life isn’t it…
Jackson : we’ll never know… hahah…… well…like they say…. It’s a blessing to be ordinary…..
Yiling : That… I agree with you wholeheartedly…. Haha…
We completed the tour and got back to the farmhouse.
Seeing Yiling remove her shoes again brought my attention back to her pair of smooth and tone legs.
My dick started getting hard again.
It’s coming to 9pm. I doubt Declan and the guys will be coming.
I hope Yiling would spend the night at the farmhouse. I would gladly pay to go more than one round with her.
She put in more vegetables into the hotpot and asked if I am in a relationship.
Jackson : ermm… no… I’m not…
Yiling : Why not…. ?
Jackson : Not exactly my priorities right not….. I’m just interested in saving up for now…..
I don’t know what got over me. I didn’t exactly have a lot to drink but I found myself telling her about my grandfather’s condition. About how stubborn he is, refusing to spend my money on his treatment.
I told Yiling about how I would make the drive up all the way to Kedah to visit him and she was on the verge of tears when I told her about my grandfather bringing me up single handed.
Jackson : I’ve been talking to a couple of specialists , not cheap…. But they can’t give an exact figure….. not until they gave him a once over…..
Yiling : are you paid well here… ?
Jackson : really well….it’s crazy…. 5k a month… for gardening work…..but I’ve been spending quite a bit on food lately for the guys….. they are big eaters…..
Yiling : you mean you are paying for all their meals here… ?
Jackson : yeah…. I’m ok don’t worry….i can spare a few hundred here and there…… I’m quite thrifty…. Anyway…. Most of the good stuff you see on this table are brought by Declan and the guys……we’re supposed to have dinner tonight…… guess they are… ermm..busy….
Yiling nodded and we continued talking over another couple of beer like old friends even though it was the first time we met.
Before I realised it, it was coming to 10pm.
Jackson : ……. Enough about me…. what about you…. ? what’s your story… ?
Yiling just smiled and shook her head before adding that she has nothing interesting to share.
I felt like stomping myself on my own foot.
Why would she share her life with me anyway ? She’s just here to have sex with me, maybe collect her payment from Hong or Paige, I don’t know.
Yiling excused herself to the bathroom and I brought the box of tissue over to the bed. I even prep a packet of wet tissues as well.
We’re done eating, Yiling is probably washing up her privates before it begins.
I paced about the room a little.
This is my first time with a commercial sex worker and I’m feeling a little nervous. She’s so pretty, I wonder if I would get to book her again after that night.
I wanted to lock the door only to realise there’s no way of locking it. I mean usually Declan and the guys would knock, but there are times Hong and Seven would just walk in.
Ok, it’s unlikely they will disturb me if they want me to enjoy myself.
I heard the flush of the water closet and I removed my top.
I read online that the girl would shower with you before it begins.
Maybe give me a blowjob in the shower or something. I don’t remember what the forum said. I must make it a point to reread the threads on sammyboy forum again.
When the door opened, Yiling froze for a second as she looked at my half naked body.
I froze too as I was too nervous I didn’t know what to say or do.
Do I ask her to shower for me ? Or it’s understood that she must do it with me ? Surely taking off my top is an obvious clue that I want to begin soon.
Yiling looked at me for a couple of second before asking.
Yiling : you…. Errr…..Want to shower ?
I nodded nervously.
Jackson : Yes…yes I do…
Yiling looked at me in a weird manner and gestured to the bathroom behind her.
Yiling : well…. Err….go ahead….
She walked by me and grabbed another bottle of beer.
Ok, she is not showering with me.
It’s ok, she’s the hot favourite, Paige’s top girl. Maybe showering is something the other girls do in order to attract more return customers or something, I remember something about the girlfriend experience.
Yiling has no need for the girlfriend experience treatment, men would automatically flock back to her.
I went in and gave my body a good scrub, lathering myself well with the fragrant soap. I washed my cock properly too and used the mouthwash twice.
When I emerged, I wore only the towel around my waist.
My heart was slamming against my ribcage as I looked at Yiling dipping small pieces of beef into the dipping sauce and looking at me in a weird manner.
I’m beginning to feel like a dumb fucker.
People obviously are not done with their meal and all I could think of is sex.
Even sex workers deserve to have a proper meal first.
I took a bottle of beer as well and sat down on the chair wrapped with my towel.
Yiling’s eyes widened as she looked at me.
Yiling : do you…. Have the habit of…. Showering….half way through your meal… ?
Jackson : huh …. No… i…ermm….. I just want to make sure I’m…. clean and…. I smell good….
Yiling nodded slowly as I watch her sucked on the end of the chopstick while looking at me with her head slightly pulled back.
Jackson : go ahead… help yourself to the food….
Yiling brought small mouthful of food to her lips while keeping her eyes on me.
Jackson : I’m…. I’m sorry…. If I appear too eager…. It’s just…. I’ve never really done this before….
Yiling chewed slowly on a piece of mushroom and asked;
Yiling : what are you eager for ?
I smiled shyly and looked away, too embarrassed to say what is on my mind.
Jackson : Nothing… nothing…. Take your time… I’ll wait….
Yiling : errr…. Are you rushing for me to finish ??
I shook my head and wave my hand to indicate no.
Jackson : No… no… no…. of course not…. I never rush for my partners to finish….but neither do I drag on unnecessarily…. I’m not a virgin by the way… don’t worry….
Yiling looked away, pretending she didn’t hear what I just said. She must be thinking I am such an inconsiderate asshole.
I could feel my erection pushing against the towel as I watch Yiling bit down on a cheese sausage. I almost groan when I saw the squirt of white melted cheese spray itself to the side of her cheeks. Not wanting to let the cheese squirt out further, she sucked on the sausage, hollowing out the cheese core before letting out a satisfied groan.
Yiling : oooohh… that’s is so good….. oops…. Sorry….napkin please….
I think I started leaking precum as Yiling put her palm under her chin as the white cheese threatened to drip down. She gestured for me to get her a tissue.
Jackson : Oh my god…. I can’t take this any longer….
I handed Yiling a tissue and she wiped her mouth clean while looking at me as if I’m mad.
Yiling : excuse me ?? ….
It’s only right to ask what are her dos and don’ts, basic manners of a gentlemen.
Jackson : do you… usually swallow ….??
I was breathing with my mouth by then as Yiling gestured to the tissue she just wiped her mouth with looking at me as if I said something weird.
Yiling : without chewing ???? Swallow ? … this… ? you mean the remnants of the cheese?? Or the sausage…. ?
My erection was pushing and parting my towel by then.
Jackson : ok… ok… I’ll be honest…. Yiling….
Yiling : errrr… yes ??
I used the back of my index finger and lightly grazed the side of her face and she backed away from me instinctively.
Yiling : what are you doing ??
Jackson : I don’t usually do this……. But…..You are my type….
Yiling : What !! ?
Jackson : i…. I don’t have any protection… I hope you are ok….. don’t worry… I’m clean…
Yiling : what ?!! ….
Unable to take the tease anymore, I stood up and admit defeat.
Jackson : ok… ok… I can’t take this anymore…. Let’s do it… let’s just do it… you’re too good a actor….
Yiling : do what !! ???
I removed my towel, letting it drop to the floor, exposing my cock to Yiling.
Her eyes widened in horror as she looked at me in disbelief.
Yiling : are you fucking out of your mind??? !! Jackson !!!
Jackson : ok… enough with the acting..…. You’re really beautiful…. You are really my type………I’ll do it…. Hong wins ok… he wins….
Yiling : you’re mad !!
Yiling stood up and I held onto her forearm.
Jackson : Yiling… don’t go…. Wait…… I’m sorry….. I’ve never had sex with a commercial sex worker before…. I’m sorry… I don’t know the proper procedure…. I’m sorry….i’m sorry…
Yiling backed 2 steps away and pointed a finger at me in a warning manner.
Even the way she looks when she’s angry is turning me on. Hong must have forgotten to pay her, I mean there’s no guarantee that I would fuck her initially, so it makes sense Hong won’t pay her until it’s done.
I’m not sure if it works like this but I figured I needed to give Yiling a bit of reassurance that she is not doing this for free.
I ran naked to my wallet and pulled out the 200 bucks I have in loose change and pulled it out.
Jackson : I’m sorry…. I don’t know what is the price…. How much did Hong and the guys agree with you…. ??
Yiling : Jackson ….! I am warning you…. !!
Jackson : If it’s not enough, I can do a bank transfer…. Or… or… take the cans of abalone….. those are 150 a pop….
Yiling looked pissed as hell as she looked at the money in my hand. She must have felt insulted by the amount but how was I to know. I was not ready for this. She must be in the high 4 figure range, some super model category or something.
She stormed towards me, furious as hell only to trip on the chair she was sitting on earlier. Yiling tripped and threw herself at my naked body. I couldn’t catch her in time, I only managed to soften the impact of her falling on her knees by grabbing her arms near her elbows.
By then , Yiling was kneeling , I was holding her hands and my throbbing cock thrust in front of her face almost touching her mouth.
Both of us froze when I heard the electronic lock beep and the door burst open.
It was Hong and Seven. They were laughing up until the moment the door opened.
I heard a painful groan leave Hong’s mouth as he dropped the bag of alcohol he was holding as he covered his mouth in horror staring at me naked in front of Yiling with my cock out and her on her knees.
Seven, the man with the strongest pair of legs I’ve even seen buckled onto the floor, kneeling down as if he had just seen the emperor and lost the strength to even balance himself.
His crooked head almost straightened itself as he looked at me in disbelief while clinging onto the door frame.
Declan stepped in, saw the scene and immediately had to be supported by Hong as he fell backwards.
Yiling shoved my arms away and got up on her feet and screamed.
Yiling : arGHHHHHH!!!!
I looked at the men who are obscenely late for dinner before looking at Yiling glaring at all of them with her fist clenched on her hips. She was breathing so hard that her chest rose and fall with each breath.
My brain mentally calculated the possibility of what are the chances all 3 of them being so hungry that they are too weak to walk through the door properly and came to the conclusion it’s almost zero percent.
The deafening silence that descended the farmhouse was broken by Yiling closing the distance between us and slapping me across the cheek.
‘SMACK’
That was the first time in my life I saw stars when I blinked.
As Yiling slipped on her shoes, all 3 men by the door did not dare to look at her in her eye.
Their heads were down and they automatically back away from the door to make space for Yiling to walk out. It’s as if they wished they were invisible right then from what I could see.
I could hear myself screaming inside my head as it slowly dawned on me what I just did.
I felt like crying.
Yiling stormed out of the farmhouse and even then, no one moved. The only sound was the bubbling of the hot pot broth that was starting to dry up.
My lips went dry, my cock went limp and shrank into a wrinkled mess of skin.
Hong was the only one that spoke. He was breathing heavily, deep breaths, I could tell he was trying to remain calm.
Hong : Jackson…. Look at me…
I nodded and looked at Hong.
Hong : Please tell me this is an accident… you showered…. Came out and your towel fell…. It was an accident…. Please….
I shook my head slowly.
Jackson : I…. I thought she was the girl you all arranged for me….
Seven looked at me blankly and knocked his head against the wall several times, gesturing wildly towards Declan and Hong.
Declan : ok… ok…. Calm down… everyone… calm the fuck down…..Jackson …. Tell me….. what happened….we can fix this…. We can fix this…. Ok ?? everyone…. We can fix this !!
I swallowed a gulp of saliva as i tried to calm myself down.
Declan : Jackson …. Be clear… be concise… tell me what happened…. We have to salvage this before she blows her top….
I nodded and gave Declan a quick summary.
Jackson : I called her a whore….asked if she swallows, and I tried to pay her to have sex with me…….
The awkward silence in the farmhouse remain unbroken for almost 10 seconds.
Seven was the first to react among the 3.
He laughed.
One time, 1 miserable chuckle before he pulled himself off the ground only for his legs to give way again, sinking back down on the floor
Hong was just mouthing the words ‘what a fucking idiot’ over and over again without actually saying it.
Declan closed his eyes and exhaled.
I swallowed a gulp of saliva and I managed to mumble what I wanted to say.
I had sort of an inkling by then the amount of trouble I was in but I have to confirm it.
I have to know.
Jackson : For the love of god…….. Please….. please……. Someone…….tell me Yiling is not who I think she is….
No one replied me.
No one.
I had to rephrase the question.
Jackson : ok… ok…. Someone tell me…. how much trouble am I in right now…. ?
Declan exhaled and reached for the bottle of Whisky Hong just brought in and started to open it.
Declan : I don’t know…… no one ever called the Queen a whore,…………..wave his cock in her face ……………….and offered to pay her for sex before…..
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Thank you for the encouraging comments.
I’m glad you all enjoyed the read.
It’s going to be a wild ride. I hope.
James
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Mazerrunners
From ilock’s website, timeline of updates:
ntroduction - 6/11/19 - updated
Introduction II - 15/11/19 - updated
Introduction III - 6/12/19 - updated
Introduction IV - 20/12/19 - updated
Adventure begins January 2020.
Jan week 1 - updated
Jan week 2 - updated
Jan week 3 - updated
30/1/20 - double dose
4/2/20 - double dose
5/2/20 -
6/2/20 -
7/2/20 -
Thank you for helping to post schedule.
Sorry all, i was working towards having certain posts and certain scenes happening on certain days. That’s why i put the dates post CNY.
Will revise the schedule slightly.
There will be 2 updates this week before CNY.
Thereafter i will try to keep to the dates planned. It will in a way stop me from over editing each update.
Thank you for all the comments and support so far.
Hope you would all enjoy the read.
May the year of the rat be one of abundance,prosperity & good health for all.
Huat ah !
James
Hong leaned against the wall and shook his head slowly.
Hong : wow….. wow…..
He started clapping slowly with his hands raised at me.
Hong : Jackson…… you champion you know…. hahaha… you champion… hahah… I take back my words… haah…. You are not a pussy…. You have more balls than all of us added together…. Hahahahahah…
The shock slowly wore off and the joke started to sink into everyone’s head.
Seven started chuckling and doing the index finger wriggling action to indicate that I’m a dead man.
Declan massaged his forehead as he poured himself a large glass of the whisky he just opened.
Kamal arrived with another bottle of whisky in hand to see me naked in the middle of the room, too dazed to do anything.
Kamal : woah woah woah…. What the fuck man Jackson…. Birthday suit party si bo ?? hahahah ….. don’t spoil my appetite !!… haha…
Declan turned to look at Kamal before doing a double take.
Whatever he saw, it was enough to make the colour drain from his face.
He grabbed Kamal by his shirt, yanking it down as if he was looking for something.
I saw it too, something is missing.
The gold chain that is always around his neck. The chain i saw him trying to hide from me on my first day.
Kamal : what.. what what ??
Hong realised the gold chain is missing as well and he grabbed Kamal immediately.
Hong : where is it… where’s the key ??
Kamal looked at his colleagues as if they had all gone mad out of the blue and replied in a nonchalant manner.
Kamal : I bumped into Boss along the way here…. She took it…. Says she needed to grab something…..
Declan : …. … fuck …..!….. Seven !!… Hong…!!!
Even before Declan finished calling their names, Seven bolted out the door like streak of lightning dashing towards the castle. Hong was running towards the castle as well but towards another entrance.
Kamal : what… what is happening… !! ?? why did Boss take the armoury key… ?
My shrunken cock literally turned into a mummified prune. What armoury ? A fucking intranet for this organisation is not enough, you have your own armoury ? You got to be shitting me.
Jackson : what armoury…. What are you talking about… ? you mean Yiling has a gun ?? ….
Our country has one of the strictest gun laws in the world. Buying of guns can only be done through police licensed arms trader, not to mention the multitude of tests, interviews and background checks. You would also need approval from council members of the association or something.
Jackson : talk to me…. why does Yiling have guns in her house ??!! are they licensed ? ….
All 3 of Declan’s phone started ringing at the same time, so did Kamal’s phone.
They looked at each other before answering the phone. From what I could make out of their conversation, opening the armoury triggered an estate wide alert. I heard Declan ask the medical team to be on standby.
I can almost picture the engine of the ambulance starting, and the crew of paramedics suited up and sitting in there waiting to be activated.
I quickly put on my clothes.
Kamal ended the call first and he waited for Declan to finish all 3 of his.
Declan spoke into his last phone curtly and ended the call.
Declan : I understand……. No one enters or leave the estate….
Kamal looked at me with his bloodshot eyes.
Kamal : what the fuck did you do ??
Declan answered for me, saving me the embarrassment of having to say it again.
Declan : He thought boss was a whore, flashed his cock at her, tried to pay her for sex after…..
Kamal : ahhh… I see….
Kamal nodded a couple of times with his mouth apart before walking towards my toolbox.
Without a word, the pulled out the measuring tape and measured the widest part of my body before checking the length.
Jackson : don’t do that… you’re scaring me… I don’t want to die… I’m sorry… I’ll apologise …. What should I do ??? it’s a misunderstanding….
Kamal chuckled and added if I had chosen a plot for myself in the garden.
Kamal : You’re going to be fucking fertiliser Jackson….hahahah… I have to see how wide the hole I need to dig…. Hahaha…
Jackson : What should I do ??
Kamal : there is nothing you can do…. Hahahah… You’re already a dead man…. You just don’t know it yet…. Hahhaa….
Declan : just calm down…. let Seven and Hong sort it out first…
I cursed silently at myself for being such an ass. This is what happens when you think with your dick.
I should have seen the signs but I can’t because she is so beautiful.
Declan’s phone rang again, he commented it was Hong before he picked it up.
Declan : Hong…. Yes….what….ok….ok… fuck….
I looked at Declan and waited for him to hang up the call.
He got up immediately and gestured for Kamal and I to follow him.
We left the farmhouse and stared walking briskly towards the castle.
I’ve never been inside the castle before. I never expected my first time to be under such circumstances.
Jackson : where are we going .. ?
Declan : to apologise …. Don’t worry…. You’ll be fine I think…
Kamal : well…. Hahaha… it’s not that bad…. if she picks the gun she is licensed to own……… and not the others… hahah
Kamal gave Declan a jab in his arm and shared a knowing smile which only made my heartbeat faster.
Declan shot Kamal a look and the ‘oops’ sign Kamal did was not helpful at all.
As we approached the perimeter guards, I could see them busy on their radios. There’s a lot of chatter over the air. The estate is sealed.
The guard closest to us gestured to Declan, pointing at me several times, it’s as if he wanted to remind Declan and I was not allowed beyond the perimeter.
Declan gave him a wave and said it was an emergency.
It was no leisure stroll; it was a brisk purposeful walk towards the castle ground and I could feel the anxiety in the air.
As I got closer to the new extended wing, I saw a helper open the door for Declan without questioning his right to be there.
I barely had time to admire the beautiful interior of the castle when a loud and strange cracking sound echoed in the building. All of us froze for a couple of seconds before moving again.
Declan paused and turned to look at Kamal, both of them shared a look before shoving me deeper into the castle.
It sounded like someone discharged a weapon.
From a brisk walk, it became a run. I didn’t even have chance to see where we were going, I just remember being shoved towards a staircase leading down to the basement.
Declan : ok, just be sincere…… look guilty and don’t try to say anything smart later…
Jackson : wow…. How big is this place… ?
I never knew there was a basement underneath.
The marble tiled staircase gave way to raw concrete steps as the 3 of us stared at the start of a long corridor.
The walls were unfinished, and everything was in raw concrete.
Feels as if I just stepped into an industrial building.
Kamal was standing in front and he held up a hand for us to wait. He was trying to listen if anyone is approaching. Satisfied that the coast is clear, he pushed me along and the 3 of us ran down the corridor, passing unlabelled doors that hid mysteries of their own.
I could see the end of the corridor about 30m away opening up on both sides.
Jackson : left or right…. ??? left or right ?!!
Kamal suddenly dragged me to a stop as we heard footsteps running towards us from the front.
Declan : wait … wait…. Wait….
Seven appeared out of the blue, sliding into view and gesturing wildly for us to go in the reverse direction. He looked flustered.
Kamal : run… run,,,, run !!! run !!
I sprint back the way I came. This better not be some sick joke they are playing on me.
Looking at Seven with his forehead streaked with perspiration, it’s unlikely this is a prank.
Yiling : arghhhhh!! Jackson !!!
I turned to see Yiling raising a weapon at me as she continued walked forward.
Jackson : what the ….
I felt a pair of hand shove me to the floor barely seconds before seeing the wall in front of me get peppered with shells.
Bits of concrete wall chipped off the wall and my eardrums were stabbed by the loud report of gunfire.
I looked back in disbelief to see Yiling walking calmly towards the lot of us on the ground.
She was holding onto a long twin barrel shotgun, the kind you use for shooting clay pigeons.
Jackson : what the fuck !!!… what the fuck !!!….
I jabbed a finger at Yiling as she continued advancing towards us.
Jackson : ARE YOU FUCKING OUT OF YOUR MIND !!! you crazy bitch !!
Hands grabbed my shirt and dragged me off the floor as I looked at Yiling opened up the weapon and discarding the 2 spent shell on the floor.
She reached into a small pouch she wore around her body and pulled out 2 more shells as she continued walking towards us.
I was about to curse at her when the rest of the guys shoved me towards a room near the bottom of the stairs.
She’s fucking crazy. I mean I get it she is unhappy that I mistook her for a whore but people could die from this.
The more I thought about it, the angrier I got.
She’s out of her mind.
I heard the click of the weapon and Yiling was already raising the shotgun towards the lot of us.
Kamal : Into the room NOW!!
I heard Hong shouting and running down the stairs.
The gun went off one more time and instinctively all of us squatted down. Kamal cursed and pushed me into the room where I fell flat.
Turning around, I saw the shot bit off a chunk of the door frame near the top.
Hong was shouting for Yiling to calm down as he struggled with her while holding the weapon and keeping it pointed at the ceiling.
The room we entered was empty but a few steps in front of us was another door with a keypad.
Declan went to the keypad and started to unlock the room door while Kamal went out with Seven to help Hong disarm Yiling.
Declan : hold her back !!!… I need time to unlock this !!!….arghhhh …. I can’t remember the password…..
I could hear Declan cursing as he checked one of his 3 phone for the password to unlock that particular door.
I stood up and I was fuming mad by then.
Declan fiddled with the door while I got back up.
Fuck this. I can fucking quit my job.
It’s not worth risking my life for this.
If I do quit, I am going to fucking give her a piece of my mind first. Yes, I will apologise for mistaking her as a whore but she needs to get her head straight.
I did a quick peep out the corridor and saw the 4 of them tangled together.
Yiling : don’t touch me !!! I’ll kill you if you touch me !!!! aRGHHH!!!
Hong was holding onto the barrel of the shotgun, keeping it pointed at the Ceiling.
Seven tried to go after the bag of shells Yiling was carrying only to get kicked repeatly.
Kamal looked terrified as he tried to reach for the armoury key attached to the gold chain he was wearing moments ago while avoiding Yiling’s rabid kicks. I could see it sticking out of the same bag that held the shells.
Yiling managed to kicked Kamal on his balls and I saw him go down on his knees.
Kamal : oohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!…
Yiling was screaming and holding onto the shotgun while attempting to bite Hong.
I have no doubts any of the 3 could have effectively disarm and relief Yiling of the weapon but to do it without hurting her is another matter altogether. None of them want to risk incurring her wrath.
It’s like trying to stop a spoilt brat that is of royal blood.
Hong was getting kicked in his shin over and over again, and his face was scrunched up as he tried to ignore the pain while keeping both hands on the barrel.
Yiling : HONG let go !!! Hong !!! I order you to let go !!!!!
The weapon went off again, dismembering the light tube and it’s housing above the groups head. The section of the corridor became a shade lighter that the rest the moment the light is gone.
That’s the 2nd round, she’s empty.
Hong’s hands let go of the barrel, cursing as he shook both of them in the air for a quick relief from the heat generated by the shot.
Seven had a knife out from his pocket and in a swift motion, sliced the sling of the bag Yiling was carrying. Yiling was distracted for a second and Hong quickly grabbed the gun and ran.
Yiling : HONG !!!! ARGHHHH!!!
Turning her attention to the bag that Seven was holding, she made a grab but only managed to squeeze out another spare shell before dropping it to the floor. Seven picked it up and was about to scoot off but was stopped by Yiling.
Yiling : arhghhh !! SEVEN !!! give it back !!
I could not believe what Yiling did, she literally jumped onto Seven’s back and started hammering him on his head. It’s utter chaos.
I would have thought something like this will only happen in some day care where the kids are fighting over toys.
Seven threw the bag to Kamal who grabbed it but dropped the armoury key on the floor. Kamal started running off down the corridor with the bag. Nothing could describe Yiling’s frustration as she tried to pick up the key only to have Seven kick it away several metres before doing a forward roll, pick it up and disappeared after Kamal.
Everything happened so fast.
I reckon it was over in 8 seconds max from the time the trigger was pulled.
Yiling : ARGHHHH!!!
She screamed in frustration before realising I was standing right in front of her.
Yiling glared at me and started coming for me.
Jackson : HEY !! I …. Hey… hey !!…hey hey….
Before I could say anything, I felt Declan grab me from behind and with a few nudge and push, shove me into the room he just unlocked while trying to hold Yiling back.
It’s a brightly lit room with a lot of stuff around.
I had no time to think as I could hear Yiling shouting at Declan barely a few steps behind me. Declan was trying to hold Yiling off by appealing to calm down.
I grabbed the closest thing I could reach as a weapon to defend myself. It’s small but I could probably throw it or something.
Yiling broke free from Declan but upon seeing what I have on my hand she froze.
Declan froze too and he immediately asked me to stop moving.
Declan : Jackson !!! stop… stop….
Yiling glared at me and I could see her interest in the weapon I was holding.
I don’t even know what I was holding.
I looked at what I was holding and it was an egg.
I don’t mean the kind you eat for breakfast with kaya toast.
It’s not a real egg.
It’s colour is hard to describe, it’s mostly white with very light green tinge to it.
The egg sat on an intricate gold stand.
I took a closer look and realised that the egg is adorned with diamonds and rubies it felt cold as ice to the touch. The weight is solid and dense, the workmanship is immaculate.
Yiling : put that down…. now…
Declan : Jackson…. Put that down….
I looked around the room that I just stepped into.
I was standing in a room full of antiques and paintings.
From sculptures to jewelleries, I could see a whole wall of filled to the brim with display stands each with individual lights. There is even a full set of medieval armour with chain mail and a sword.
It’s like a miniature museum.
I must be inside a room that housed Yiling’s collection of antiques and stuff.
Yiling pointed to the egg I was holding and demanded I put it down.
I smiled and I now know the tables have turned.
Jackson : You must really like this egg….
Yiling : You put that down right now…. Or I will bury you in your garden….
Jackson : ooohhhh….. no…..
Yiling took a step forward and I extended my hand, threatening to drop the egg, she immediately paused.
Declan had a look of horror on his face and I could see him shaking his head at me.
Declan : Jackson , don’t…… don’t do it…. Don’t go down this road….you will regret it….
I exhaled and relaxed a notch as I shook the egg in my hand only to see Yiling’s eyes widened in shock.
Jackson : look Yiling…. I’m sorry… ok ? …. It was a misunderstanding….
She did not seem interested in my apology. She just wanted me to put down the egg.
Yiling : put that down first…
Jackson : oh no… no… no… no….
This is leverage. If I don’t use it, I deserved to get shot.
I apologised again to Yiling for the misunderstanding, I wanted to hear her say she accept my apology
Jackson : I’m sorry… ok ? no need to throw a fit… I’m sorry….
She nodded without saying anything and just pointed to the damm egg again.
Jackson : do you accept my apology….. ??
Yiling : yes.. yes… whatever… put that down now !
Jackson : … No.. you don’t sound sincere…. I’m serious….
Yiling turned and I could feel her death stare at Declan.
Yiling : why the fuck did you open this room !!!
Declan : because… because I thought this is the last room you would pull the trigger of that gun in….
Yiling exhaled with her fist clenched. Well, she’s pissed but I don’t care.
I have the upper hand now.
Jackson : look… I’ll put it down…. ok…. As long as you forgive me…. ok ?? I’m sorry… serious…
Yiling closed her eyes and took a deep breath. As she slowly exhaled, she smiled and nodded her head at me.
Jackson : ok… so we’re cool eh…. ? you accept my apology…. ??
Yiling maintained her smile and nodded her head.
Jackson :I want to hear you say it… Declan… Declan… you be the witness….!!
Declan was massaging his head by then and he kept shaking his head at me, asking me not to go down that path again.
I have to.
She left me no choice.
I looked at Yiling and gestured for her to go on.
She looked like she wanted to strangle me right there and then but forced a reply nevertheless.
Yiling : ok… I forgive you…. Put it down….
Jackson : ok… ok.. Declan.. you heard that right…. Did you….
Yiling gave Declan a sideway glance and he nodded.
Yiling : happy now…
Jackson : yes… yes….all cool eh…. No hard feelings…
I set the egg down back on the stand I took it from and took a closer look at the label. Even the metal plate that held the description of the egg was made of gold with the text in silver.
A chill ran through my spine when my brain wrapped around the text I just read about that stupid egg.
I cursed several times in my head and I carefully adjusted the egg to make sure it’s positioned properly. I could see my fingerprints all over it now.
It’s a Faberge egg.
These shit go for tens of millions at auction. Most of these are in private collection or in museums. How the hell did she get her hands on one ?
Yiling’s smiled disappeared from her face as she gestured for me to step out of the room with her finger curled towards her in a menacing manner and the other on her waist.
Hong and the guys were back and they kept their distance trying to figure out the situation.
Yiling did not speak again until we were all in the corridor.
She pointed a finger at me and the words that came out of her mouth sounded like something a evil witch would say in some medieval drama.
Yiling : throw him in the fucking dungeon…… and bring him to me tomorrow morning….
She stormed off up the stairs after that.
The guys looked at me, absolutely speechless.
Jackson : she’s kidding about the dungeon right… I mean…. Dungeon … ?
Declan : does she look like she’s kidding… ?
Jackson : but she said she forgives me for the misunderstanding…..
Declan : and you believe her ??
Jackson :what…. ? you mean I shouldn’t… ?
Seven chuckled and gestured something which I interpret as him telling Hong and Kamal I’m dumb.
I never expected to be thrown into a dungeon but I was.
Orders are orders.
I was led down the corridor and another door opened up to reveal another flight of stairs leading down to another basement.
It’s just an empty space the size of the farmhouse but there are cameras in the room.
Hong pointed to a box at the side to say there are water in there if I need them.
Jackson : what if I need to pee…. ?
Hong : dude…. After you’re done with the water…. Use the bottle….
The door shut and I could hear the click of the lock.
This is fucking bullshit.
I looked at the 2 cameras in the room and I pointed my middle finger at them.
Not only did I point my finger at the camera, I did a upward fucking motion at them, several times.
This is bullshit.
Fucking criminals.
I checked my phone and there are no signal at all.
I sat on the floor and the more I think about it, the more frustrated I got.
I got up and started jabbing my middle finger at the camera over and over in the same manner how streetfighter characters do an uppercut.
I did a upper middle finger at the camera. First with my right hand, then with my left, then both hands together.
I’m so fucking pissed that I removed my pants and flashed my cock at the camera again.
I was grabbing my cock with my left hand and doing that upward sweep of a fuck you motion at the camera. It might sound childish but I was just trying to vent my frustration.
Jackson : aRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Fuck !!! ARGHHHH!!! Fuck… fuck… fuck you !! fuck you….!!!!
I even mooned the camera with my ass.
After a while I gave up and just made myself comfortable on the floor.
Fuck this.
I fell asleep from sheer exhaustion.
When the door opened the next morning, I saw Declan enter with a helper. She was carrying a tray of food.
I could smell the coffee.
I was surprised to see a full continental breakfast complete with fruits laid out for me.
There’s even 2 types of bread roll for me to choose from.
Jackson : woah…. What is this ….my last meal before she shoots me….
Declan : I have no control over where she wants to throw or bury you…. But I can make sure you get a nice meal first….
Jackson : that doesn’t sound good….
Declan laughed.
He asked me to finish my breakfast and go back to the farmhouse for a shower.
Declan : Boss wants to see you…
Jackson : I want to tell you something Declan….
I spent quite a bit of time thinking about it during the night. I think this is not for me.
I love the gardening, the guys are great, but Yiling is crazy. I might just die if I were to accidentally piss her off. If anything happens to me, who’s going to take care of my grandfather ?
Jackson : I …. Want to tender my resignation….
Declan nodded and said he understand why I would want to do that but if I want to leave my job, perhaps it would be best to tell that to Yiling personally.
I finished up my breakfast and went back to the farmhouse for a hot shower.
I was quite upset to be honest.
It’s really a nice and cozy place to work in.
I changed and walked back to the castle.
The perimeter guards did not stop me as I took the same path towards the new wing of the castle.
Kamal was waiting for me.
Kamal : Declan say you are quitting….
Jackson : yeah… your boss is crazy….. I don’t know how you all put up with this…. This is employee abuse….
Kamal : We try very hard not to make her angry…. And not flash our cocks around her…. Hahaha ….what the fuck were you thinking…. Haha.. she can be nice….. when you get to know her….
Jackson : argghhh… fuck this…. She’s mad…
Kamal : relax…. She may have a bad temper but she is a good boss…. Just apologise nicely…. And all is forgiven…. Hahah
I seriously doubt it though.
I entered the new wing of the castle once again and this time round, I have time to slowly take in the details and layout of this weird place.
The new extension at the back host a large hall on the ground floor.
A hall with rectangle tables made out of white marble. It’s arranged in a row like church pew. The tables are empty and there are no seats.
It’s just tables.
The hall has a double volume ceiling and it’s brightly lit.
If the curtains are open, it would make a nice Instagram shot. Sunlight filtering through the tinted glass before hitting the weird tables in the middle of the room.
There are a total of 6 tables, each 2m long.
Looking up, I could see the terrace of the 2nd floor overlooking the ground floor.
Through the glass railings, I could see a similar table on level 2 as well.
There is nothing on the tables and I don’t see any power plug or anything. It doesn’t look like it served any purpose.
It’s like walking into an apple shop with all the neat rectangles with absolutely nothing on it.
Kamal and I walked past the extension wing, and towards the main house.
Kamal opened a door and I was immediately hit by the strong scent of new footwear. That pungent leathery scent, or the new car smell.
I stepped into a room about the size of a carpark lot for handicap drivers and saw the entire wall filled with shoes. Upon closer inspection, I realised they are all women’s shoes.
I saw a familiar pair on the bottom shelf. The one with purple laces. That was the pair Yiling was wearing the night before.
This is her shoe cabinet.
Jackson : woah….
Opposite that full wall is a smaller one where Kamal and I left our footwear.
Kamal : These… are her casual shoes…. She has a separate room for heels…. Indoor heels… and outdoor heels….
Jackson : what the hell…..
Kamal : come…. Follow me….
I felt as if I stepped into the grand lobby of a hotel. Everything is so polished and shiny. A large chandelier formed the centre piece in the large living hall and the furniture looked like they are from another era. It’s not old, nor can I describe them as dated.
The telephone on the stand is old, perhaps as old as I am. It works with a rotating dial. There is a vintage looking cabinet filled with whisky. Mostly Japanese.
The bottom tier is made up of 17 year Nikka Taketsuru, one level up, 25 years and another level, 35.
Right at the top of the cabinet sat a lone bottle of 30 year old Hibiki.
A bottle of half finished Louis XIII sat beside another 2 unopened bottles in another cabinet filled with a variety of other alcohol.
I walked past a fridge as tall as me filled with bottles of Dom Perignon.
The lamps and lights don’t look like anything you can just buy off a retail shop. Everything seemed to come from a museum.
The bench on one side of the dining table is made up of the old timber seats from the former Kallang stadium. It came with it’s own metal label in gold. How the hell did she get something like this?
Dining table itself is reconstructed from the timber rail of the old railway that used to cut through the heart of Singapore.