Owned by Madam Aa Ling

The tale of the lady of the night that truly took me IN HAND …

As the imperious young Goddess Madam (perfect!) Alexa so sage(ssly) said … I got this to know how your mind works, boy! And she’s right as ALWAYS … BOY!

Anyway . . .

The lovely “Aa Ling” … or should I say “Aa Chie”, hehe, as that was the name she gave me. Reality mixed in with creative license as it were, and a lot of what I’ve depicted here DID happen – and though this is one of my older works, I still get a touch of nostalgia every time I think about her. I have not spoken to her in years – – but, I wish her the very best wherever she is!

Synopsis

An I.T. professional is struck by “lean times” and moves to Southern China where he meets the gorgeous, and oh-so-dominant from the word GO “Aa Ling” at a local “bordello” (brothel). He quickly learns that HIS desires don’t count – and he quickly also learns the meaning of what I keep saying so often about true femdom NOT being about looks – or “body type” – or any external “nuances”. A lady of the night can dominate you – – and keep you in hand – – as she DESERVES – – just as any other lady can – – and this book is living “proof” of that fact!

 

Brief Excerpt …

“This is Aa Ling”, cooed the manager, as the girl silently bowed to acknowledge my presence.

I looked her over with a critical eye; an eye that I had developed over the last month or so in China. With so many girls to choose from, I found myself getting picky – something I wouldn’t dream of doing in a similar situation back home in the States.

And at first glance, as I said, she was nothing special to look at. Plain, but cute face, average height, nice figure (though nothing sensational), and a welcoming smile on her face.

But looks aren’t always everything.

At the time the manager introduced her, she was standing at the door of the room, and I several paces behind, beside the bed, and yet, the moment our eyes locked, I felt this woman’s sexual magnetism hit like an iron rod on the skull.

That alluring smile, those friendly yet confident and knowing black eyes, the perfectly straight black shoulder length hair, and most of all, that sexuality that came off her in waves, literally floating across the room, and taking me by storm, so to speak.

And before I knew it, I was nodding yes, and the manager left, with the two of us alone in the room, with a most enjoyable two hours in the offing for me.

As soon as the door closed, Aa Ling strode forward confidently, her slim legs and narrow waist calling out to me from underneath the one piece dress she was wearing.

She put her small handbag on a side table, and before I knew what was happening, she embraced me, and kissed me deeply, as if she had known me for ages, her agile and skilled tongue working its way deep inside my mouth as she continued to smooch me.

Her move sent waves of desire running through me, as I gripped her tightly and kissed her back. This was certainly something different; most of the girls weren’t this willing, at least not the first time around!

 

 

We must have kissed for a few minutes at least, my legs weakening with every breath. Finally, she disentangled herself from me with a huge grin on her face, enjoying the effect she was having on me.

“Hello”, she giggled, in a tone that implied she spoke a little bit of English, something that was extremely uncommon for Chinese prostitutes, no matter how high class.

Dazed, and with waves of lust running through me, I responded in kind, as she helped me undress and slipped out of her own dress while she did so.

As we stood there naked, I took the chance to look at her. She was as fit as any of the girls I’d been with thus far, with firm, medium sized breasts, and a toned midsection that tapered down to a small waistline, and lissom, slim legs that I imagined were way stronger than they actually looked.

A small bush of public hair hid her pussy, something I found odd, as most of these women made it a point to be “clean shaven” down there. Or at least, that had been my experience thus far.

I also noticed her slim manicured fingers, and well maintained feet, the finger nails and toe nails each painted a bright shade of red.

And as I stood there, I felt acutely aware of my own flabby body and rampant erection. There was something about Aa Ling that made me feel old and unfit, and I suddenly wondered what she must think of me.

No ill feelings or malice towards me was apparent from her expression, but I could sort of “feel” her drinking in the sight of this fat, white foreign guy in front of her, giggling inwardly at my flabby body, erection poking out awkwardly from beneath the overhang of my belly.

But these ladies are true professionals, and whatever she might have been thinking at that point, it wasn’t obvious.

Suddenly she leant forward, and touched my cock, lifting it up, inspecting it as a merchant might a piece of hardware.

She then cupped my balls in her hands, feeling under them, and then ran her hands all over my penis again as if to jerk it off, all gestures that only served to add to my arousal.

“Di di Xiao, Ta?” she asked me, giggling in that cute way ladies have.

I reddened. What she was asking me was if I had a large dick, and I am, well, modestly endowed to say the least. ………

Am I? You’ll have to read the book to find out, my friend!

 

Rave Reviews

“During the Great Recession, Michael, an IT ,professional is laid off. He diligently searches for a job and happens upon an advertisement for teaching English in China. As his options in the US run out, he applies for a teaching job and flies out to China, where he is set up by Jesse, a Chinese coordinator, in an apartment, introduced to the school where he will teach and he begins teaching.

Michael is out of shape, fairly typical of IT workers and really admires Chinese women. For fun, he visits Chinese brothels and drinks too much. Then he runs into Aa Ling.

She oozes sexuality, even though she does not measure up to his standards of beauty and their first meeting leaves him unsatisfied. During the course of their relationship, she places him in a position of inferiority that builds as his desires for her are never completely quenched. She takes him in hand and starts to improve his physique somewhat molding him to her liking.

The author tells this story from Michael’s perspective and builds wonderfully on his desires and fetishes, many planted into his mind by the imperious Aa Ling.

Highly recommended.”

(Source – https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/24179767-owned-by-madam-aa-ling?from_search=true&qid=15jGYqdcK3&rank=1 )

Get it now – you true femdom lovers will enjoy it!