Mr. Fifty Shades of NO
I met Asia’s version of Mr. Fifty Shades of NO. He left me tormented. Not by what he did but by what he refused to do.
This is the story of a rental contract sealed without ink.
A seduction between prey and predator… until the roles suddenly switched.
Comfort Over Carrots: A Session That Never Happened
Today, I cancelled the session. Felt so liberated for the first time. No more acting. No more inner negotiations. In a world that rewards pretense over authenticity, I chose to honour myself. I’m not a Pavlovian Dog— I’m a liberated Bunny. And no one was going to do this for me.
I Met The Oldest Escort In Singapore: She Wore a Crown of Bitterness
They warned me about her. She wasn’t a legend for seduction, but for her rage and resentment. I met her out of compassion and left knowing exactly who I must never become.
The Return of My First Fuck Bunny
Mr. First Fuck Bunny sensed my return to Singapore!
We met once again. I recalled our first meet filled with feral energy. He confessed to a life of unexpected sexless marriage and how traumatic it was for a Singaporean guy to look for intimacy outside of it.