No, it’s not there, but it should be there: the perfect Chinese restaurant. Picture the scene: you’re still unowned, so Wip-Ling-Dic (or something like that) is the answer to all your submissive prayers. You go there at least once a week, because you’re always hungry for more. When it’s your turn you say: “Can I have a Fu-Yung-Hai and a whipping, please?” One of the Girls takes you downstairs where some of the most gorgeous Asian Ladies are waiting for you. Booted, leathered up, skilled, ruthless pearls of the Orient. They will greet, cuff and whip you to smithereens. No way in the world you’re gonna ask them to stop, because suffering for them is the ultimate reward. After the beating they’ll hand you your food and you disappear into the lazy Sunday afternoon. But you’ll be back, this was certainly not a Fu-Yung-Bye.
Whenever I see an Asian Lady the what if question pops up in my head. What if this Lady turns out to be one of these cruel and merciless Mistresses? She may look fragile, petit, innocent and harmless, but especially Asian looks can be deceiving. What if She’s one of these martial arts Girls? I’m a streetlamp compared to them, but some of these Ladies are so skilled; they could overpower me at will. What if She lures me into Her unescapable maze of beauty and wants me to surrender heart and soul to Her? Forget the question mark, because you can’t resist the irresistible. And yes indeed; what if She looks at me and wonders if I’m a slave? What if….what if…. that question spreads through my body like a submissive virus and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. All Asian Ladies are Magical Mystery Mistresses, that’s the long and the short of it.
In my teens I was convinced that I would submit my body and soul to an Asian Lady. But life’s a bloody bitch, we all know that, so since then I’ve met lots and lots of Ladies along the way, but never an Asian Mistress. Typical. On the other hand; maybe Fate is protecting me from making a complete fool of myself. Because being overwhelmed with feelings of praise and awe is one thing, but licking the Great Wall of China in gratitude is embarrassing. Besides; that’s quite a bit of wall and the Mistress will probably die of old age, long before I’ve finished the job. Still, Fate should mind his own business, because all I have to go by now is a lovely collection of Asian Femdom movies. But a movie is a far cry from reality, we all know that. So to me the Pearls of Orient are still as mysterious and captivating as ever.