If you’re in the biz of promoting reflection, elucidation, understanding, whatnot, you’ve gotten yourself a sticky problem right there in the middle of your life just now. Strange set of circs. What is it exactly with these two gals and their particular ways; your own responses too? The pair all at once more or less, in these latter days of the extensive career, when you weren’t exactly top of the form. Both Sumatran, coincidentally; the Northern half in fact of that largest island in the Indo archipelago, both. (Sixth largest in the world, with Mr T’s Greenland No. 1.) In what has been a long, if not illustrious life of those pleasures of the flesh, you have never previously been requested spanking. Nothing particularly remarkable for many, especially since the advent of the net. (Sak in fact admitted getting her idea from the example.) Good, firm, resounding clapping of the peach, when properly landed; resonant thwacking. One times! Two times! Three times in succession was not overdoing it for this particular gal. From the reaction it did clearly sting, making Sak start, making her wince & positively gape. But at the same time and equally clearly, perfectly plain, if not quite a bit more than equally, the resulting relish was unmistakable. Four times! Five!… Spaced a bit, the latter needed to be. Eight, nine or ten altogether, if they had been counted on the last Tuesday meeting. Including a couple misplaced, it may have totalled over a dozen in all. Without any implement or aid; only the honest flat of the hand, the right for a right-hander. Thwack! Thwack! And thwack once more! In the centre of the cheek, usually the left, given the way Sak liked to crossways straddle her lover. Oh! Gasp! Ah! For palpable hits on the spot. Misplaced was unsatisfactory; it did need to land on the fleshy centre of the mound, which in Sak’s case was nicely raised and shapely. On the spot there made it sweet; very likely the auditory aspect adding. That the Korean lad behind the party wall must have heard gave no concern; indeed, on the contrary, added plus for the babe. (He would feel he’s missing out.) Surprisingly, and unexpectedly, there eventually came some little pleasure too for the disciplinarian. Mainly for a new job well done; the satisfaction of providing the partner. How about that! You were in the lists of the sadomasochists, now, kinda. Active participant. How to account for the preference was the question? In early youth Sak had once been beaten by her father with his belt. Not the buckle end, and not especially fiercely. A signal event nonetheless, however. The young girl had been caught by Da alone with a lad as twilight descended. (And when we are talking Northern Sumatra here, we are meaning furtherest North, can’t go further. Aceh, the so-called “verandah of Islam”.) The compromising position was relatively minor. Sak had ducked flat when the Da was sighted; clothing all intact. Minor dishevelled. It had only been some smooching & squeezing. Single and solitary episode. Not enough to go by for present purposes, you would think; for this decided preference in the gal’s mid-30s. In a WA exchange Sak had sensibly suggested it was another means of creating intimacy; effecting union. And who was the newcomer to quibble? Not possible to delve more deeply; not quickly. Then Era; the second example. Fellow Sumatran. Well, needs adding, both women came with limited sexual history. No doubt an important factor, especially in the elder Era’s case. Sak’s predilection for porn has been noted. Not become obsessive. It had helped enduring twelve long, prime years of unwanted celibacy; no kind of sexual partner for the duration. Both women too had shared the fate of exceedingly brief marriages (little over a year in the one case, and mere two months other). Era had never resorted to porn, though in the last few years—into her early & mid-forties now—she was relishing some imagery on the screen. During absences, especially of the protracted kind, when Era was messaged for notice of some proper standing to attention, she quickly responded with, Ingin lihat. Ingin lihat; and more recently adding, dan pegang. Want to see; and hold... For a good long while E’s little hand had needed to be directed onto, or at least toward, the digit. Finding some ease slowly, the lady settled and got herself going perfectly well under her own steam. Stroking, caressing, jerking a little; and increasingly more strenuously than her partner in fact liked. Before long there came need to apply the brake. Most recently, over the last 4 - 5 months, E’s stroking, her holding and clasping had become almost peak feature. Formerly hesitant, shy little hand, deeply relishing. In the subsequent jockey mount, especially the first round after the week or two’s absence, all her pleasure Era attempted to clench and stifle in her jaw... Now, wherefore? The question. How was all that, then? Why that simple cherishing come to be relished so dearly; and by both parties either side? Months now the clasping close continued for many minutes; continued for two or even three quart hours in couple notable cases. Certainly in the WA exchanges the matter was the chief interest. Ingin lihat; wanting to see on the screen. Dan pegang; and hold. In one of the early episodes during the long European separation, E’s little thumbnail portrait in the bottom corner of the screen showed fixed concentration; closely fixed and accompanied by a glowing, radiant smile. Recently, during the inoperability of her teenage daughter’s phone and the pair’s sharing of E’s own, the mother had needed to take special care to delete the threads. Ingin lihat. And dan pegang. The case with E was perhaps a lesser mystery; nonetheless, such simple manoeuvre proving so powerful, so dominant, did remain a wonder. Each week as we drew toward the Friday evening, that first lunge when it came, and the following prolongation, played powerfully upstairs. Ladies rarely clung on very much to the rudder; it seemed to offer little. Yet here it was quite contra-wise. Era might not ever explore the porn online, but if she were to be sent an artful photograph, or video, as she had quietly pleaded for often enough, every chance she could survive on that for a very long time. In her case, an all too brief, unsatisfactory marriage was key. When their daughter was 5 - 6 months of age the husband had simply brought another woman home. Hurt, disgust and determined celibacy thereafter. One’s own reactions raised interesting questions too. Reversions of some sort the working hypothesis.
Geylang Serai, Singapore 2011-26
