Short collection of fictional , sensual erotic & kinky sex stories by local writers set in the sunny island of Singapore.
Explore your inner desires and secret fetishes right here.
Take a deep breath, pick a story and step into my world.
Short reads, definitely a lot of short reads upcoming up. Articles as well, have a few of them drafted but no time to get it sorted out.
I'm thinking about the next full length work. Have a couple of concept and storylines i'm working on.
One would be a sci-fi ish piece which follows the schedule of real life train breakdowns. What if there is something living beneath up all this while and all the tunneling works brought them up to the surface ?
What if the cause of all the train breakdowns is not due to engineering issues but rather the whole thing is a massive cover up a war ?
A war that has been happening for years and one that we are constantly losing ?
We're definitely not the first beings to walk this earth......
Not bad eh.... haha... sort of laid the foundation for it in the MRT station scene in the beast within.
Anyway, i don't have enough materials and ideas to make it into a full length work yet but will be exploring this angle that's for sure.
Another idea i have in my mind would be to do a love story.
Cheesy, i know but thought i just might try.
Since i tried doing action and war in the beast within, maybe i can explore a heart wrenching love story that will make you feel the squeeze in your heart ?
If i do, i might just attempt to write as a girl for this. Not sure about this yet but will be looking for inspirations.
If i do either of the above, it might well turn out to be a normal fictional read with hardly any sexual scenes. Not sure if it would appeal to readers but well, you never know till you try.
Since we're at the sci fi angle, i have another concept i'm working on. The facility in TFIWA if for females. I was thinking about how i could expand on that when an idea hit me.
What if a couple of decades down the road, the world had changed so much that men are no longer in charge. That women are no longer the weaker sex. Men reduced to lesser roles, serving as sex slaves to the alpha females.
This would probably be another sick and twisted piece haha.
Had a good break today. One of the rare occasion i took a day off just for myself.
Did some reading, had a few coffee.
Had to split it due to repeated errors from blogger
Rizwan : You’ve been monitoring us ??
Welly : Of course…. Every call… every message…. Everyday….
Soh ; What the fuck….
Welly : we would have stopped you… thrown you in jail if you dare breathed a word about what happen but thankfully, you kept your mouth shut….. really appreciate that.
Jim : You could have just told us upfront….!
Welly : it was a difficult period for all of us…you all needed time and space to heal….
That wasn’t something nice to hear in my opinion and I sort of snapped at him.
Jim : well… it’s going to be a difficult period for you and your government at the next election that’s for sure….
Soh jabbed me in my ribs as Welly turned to look at me.
Welly : You’re not voting for my party ???
Jim : Unlikely I will…. You don’t need it anyway… look at the stellar result that got you elected in 2015…
Welly laughed and he nodded his head.
Welly : well… compared to the lousiest result in 2011…. I would say 2015 is pretty good…. But…. Do you know why ???
Welly spread his hands apart and opened the discussion to everyone in the room.
Welly : why ?? … someone tell me… why ?? why did we get such shitty election results in 2011…?? Anyone ??
Welly turned back to face us and answered his own question.
Welly : you know… you watch those period dramas…. Where the emperor …listens to his eunuchs… listen… listen…listen…then boom !
He hammers his fist onto his palm to stress his point.
Welly : the empire collapse….
Jim : errr…..what’s your point… ?
Welly : you see.. the mistake we made in 2011 was that we listened to the wrong people…. You see….those…grassroots…voices on the ground….tell me…
Welly pointed a finger at me in his typical gangster demeanour.
Welly : Would you take advice…. From people whose sole purpose in life….. is to say things that make you happy…. ???
Welly repeated his statement to the group, louder this time, stressing his point.
Welly : sole…. Sole purpose….. is to say things… that make you happy…
No one said a word as Welly went on.
Welly : let’s… let’s be honest with ourselves…. This.. all this… bullshit…I’m tired of it… but I have no choice… I have to play the game…. This is how the game is played….i’m not saying all grassroots leaders and all are bad but come on la… come on….. use the singaporean in you to think…
He tapped his head with a grin.
Welly : all this fucking nonsense…. You take a stick… throw it into the crowd at these so call grassroot committee… and you tell me the person you hit is not there because he is serving some self interest of his….. come on….
Entry to schools, free parking, business opportunities…..a star in your resume if you are in the civil service.
Welly : look into my eye and tell me I’m wrong…. I’ve seen it all…. PRs waiting for citizenship applications….hor ?? what else…. Citizen with foreigner wife waiting for visit passes…..hor ?? what else….err…people wanting to get kids into schools… somemore…money… ? tio bo ??
Welly took a deep breath and went on.
Welly : business opportunity… hor? … RC need to print this…print that….hor ? … help to open what… tution centre… hor? Do banner… hor? Funfair…. Balloons…..What else…simi lan jiao pattern also have….you think these people are really there because they want to ??? come on….. Seriously guys.. come on….
He added that to be fair, he has met his fair share of willing volunteers, but they are far and few.
Welly : out of 10…. I can safely say 9 are there because of their own interest…. it’s not wrong you know…. This is just us being who we are….
He clapped his hands and apologised for going out of point for moment and said that in the 2015 election, his party decided to stop listening to these so call voices from the ground.
Welly : what does that tell you ?? … see…… we listen to people…. We’re fucked… we don’t listen to people…. People say we don’t listen….
Jim : perhaps you are not listening to the right people ??
Welly : point to me please… point to me who….the fuck in the country….should I talk to that can best represent the interest of everyone here… ??? please… point to me…
Jim : errrr…. Me ? hahaha…
Welly laughed and said he liked my sense of humour.
Welly : You see… this is just the way things are…. you cannot please everybody…. If the day comes when I have to implement something that pisses off 49% of the people on this island…. I will do it…. I will do it if it makes things easier for the other 51%....
Welly sighed and looked up at the ceiling before asking for a bottle of water.
Welly : fuck this…. I think I said enough…. Anyway…. You tell anyone what you heard here…. James will pay you a visit…. Won’t you James ??? JAMES !!
James : yes sir… yes…
Welly turned to me again as he finished his water.
Welly : So… genius… can you give me a solution ?? …
I nodded my head and pointed to James.
Jim : Just tell him where are the people who is out to say nice things to please you…
The prime minister took a second longer to react before bursting out into laugher.
Welly : fuck man… I like your sense of humour….ahhahaha… remember to vote me… election is coming…..
Welly turned and walked towards the double door but stopped just before opening it.
Welly : Before I go… is there anything else you would like to say… it’s not everyday you get to meet the PM you know….
RIzwan : Yes sir… can you fix the fucking trains…?
Everyone turned to look at Rizwan who shrugged his shoulders.
Rizwan : the breakdowns…. You know…
Welly smiled and nodded his head.
Welly : you want to help with that ??
Rizwan : Make me the CEO ah ??hahahaha… I don’t mind ah… ahhaa…
Welly nodded and gestured to James before opened the door.
Light spilled into the dim room we were in and I felt my breathe being taken away from me.
We were no longer on Istana ground.
Fuck it was a familiar sight.
I’ve walked through that place countless times. It was a train station.
Dhoby gaut station. A major interchange for 3 train lines.
We stepped out onto the quiet corridor. I looked at the travellators that were not moving and turned my head about just to be sure it was the same station I think it is.
It really is the station.
The tunnels were walked through, it connected the Istana to the train station.
Jim : what the fuck…? ….
Welly started walking towards the northeast line and we followed closely.
I was in for another shock when we descended the long escalator towards the platform. Instead of an empty platform , it was filled men dressed in full tactical gear.
I looked at the time on the clock, it was 1am in the morning.
What is this ?
What the fuck are there so many armed men on the platform.
Someone handed Welly a helmet and a rifle.
Welly : you want to know the real reason why our trains keep breaking down ? hhahahaha….
Soh : What is this ?? …
Welly shouted to the waiting men to open the platform door.
Weapons were raised as 2 men slid apart one of the platform door.
There was this screeching sound. Loud screeching sound that sounded like someone dragging their nails along the blackboard before it changed to a low guttural growl.
Mohan’s eyes widened as he struggled to get the words out of his mouth.
Mohan : what… the fuck..!!...what the fuck!!!
Welly laughed as he pulled the charging handle of his rifle.
Jim : what are you doing ??!!
Welly replied with a smirk
Welly : gentlemen… I would like to reassure you that…. I’m taking a personal interest in this train issue….in time to come… we will fix it…. So….. remember to vote for me….
Boon came over and started ushering us backwards onto the upriding escalator.
Jim : wait.. wait… what the fuck…
As we got higher up, I bent down to look at them men. They were jumping one after another onto the train tracks.
Rizwan : wait… wait !!
We got higher and higher until we got up to the station level.
Boon made sure all of us leave the train station and into a corridor that led to the outside. We stepped out into the cool morning air and Boon gave us a final word of advice.
Boon : You say a word about this…… it won’t end well…. Please keep it to yourself…
With that, he shut the door and that was it.
We’re back out, a mere stone throw away from the open plaza in front of the shopping mall.
30th November 2017
It was a slow day and we were working out in office when a landscaping lorry pulled into the compound.
I saw Boon and Yogi come out of the vehicle and they were trying to unload a large potted tree onto the ground.
Jim : hey… hey… what the fuck man ??what is this ??
Soh came out as well but Boon ignored us.
He literally just fucking dropped off the tree in the middle of the fucking patio, got back into his vehicle before driving off.
He didn’t even say hi.
Soh and I went to the potted tree and took a closer look.
Jim : It’s a bomb… they’re going to kill us…
Soh : don’t be cock la…
I pressed the soil it was on and dug into it, my fingers immediately came into contact with plastic.
I swept aside the soil and dug deeper. I grabbed onto the plastic and pulled out a bag full of money.
Jim :fuck ….
I quickly dropped it back as Soh stared on in shock.
The rest of the guys came running , curious to see what was happening.
Soh : don’t touch it… don’t touch it….!!... I’m calling the lawyer… they can’t just throw this here and try to frame us for something… fuck…. Leave it here… don’t touch it.. !!
We got back into the office and Soh was searching through his contacts when my phone rang.
It was an unknown number.
I answered it and it was James….
James : put me on speaker Jim….
Jim : what the fuck… how did you get my number ??
I put him on and gathered the guys.
James : Soh… I’ll keep this short…. The country requires your services and we will be willing to pay for them….
Soh : what the fuck is this…. stuffing money in the potted plant ??
James : this is all hush hush by the way… I’m sure you know what to do with the money in this case….
Soh : Take your money… we’re not interested….we
James interrupted Soh with a name.
James : Edward, Fernando. Chan..….the 3 fucking assholes....
Soh : What ?
James : we found Fernando…. He was the one who chose…. Which childcare to hit….you guys want in or not…..
Everyone went quiet as we exchanged looks. The raw feeling of losing Eric came back that instance to haunt us.
James : Edward’s captured men gave us a lot of information we can use…. Fernando just crossed the border into Malaysia from Thailand…… last chance.. you want in or out….
Soh gritted his teeth as he met each of us with his eye as we nodded.
Soh looked at the potted tree in the patio and said something we are all so familiar with.
Soh : Gentlemen…. You see that tree over there…. Bring it in……