lin dynasty chapter 11
Honourable Mr. Sextary of Pukilitzer Prize Award a.k.a. LB a.k.a. Sek Pau Mou Yeh Chou passed the Lin Dynasty baton to me. Shocker of all shockers, I never thought I'd get it! My worst fear (and best glee) had arrived at my doorstep.
These are the Rules.
Chapter 1 - Lin Peh
Chapter 2 - PJ
Chapter 3 - Lilian (password: chapter3)
Chapter 4 - Cocka Doodle
Chapter 5 - Ah Pek
Chapter 6 - Helen
Chapter 7 - Zara's Mama
Chapter 8 - King's Wife
Chapter 9 - Seng Kor
Chapter 10 - LB
Disclaimer:
Rated XX. All following characters are purely fictitious. Any similarities are coincidental. Please do not proceed if you think you may be offended with explicit sex scenes or profanity. Read on at your own risk.
CHAPTER 11
As they waited in the lounge during transit, Nia Mah watched Helen closely. Again, her worries about Helen pulling out at the last minute began to cloud her mind.
"Helen. Remember what our plans are," Nia Mah spoke quietly, looking at her counterpart through slit eyes.
"Of... of course, Nia Mah. How could I not do anything for you after how well you've treated me the past month?" Helen replied, laughing it off nervously.
"I mean it. If you fail me... you will watch your son Lin Peh die in flames like what I did to Penny."
Helen's heart stopped for a nanosecond as her hands turned icy cold. Despite being incomparable to Albieno's powerful prowness and command over their wild sex escapades, she couldn't help but long for Lin Peh's sweet, innocent love-making. She taught him everything, after all. How to please a woman, hitting the G-spot, making her cum over and over again. She gave an involuntary shudder as her mind flashed back to those scenes. She felt herself going wet below, her vulva swelling tenderly at the thought of Lin Peh's kkc penetrating her. Pretending to cross her arms, she brushed her hardened nipples with her palm. Her lips parted, a soft gasp escaped her lips.
Nia Mah mistook Helen's glazed look and shudder as fear for Lin Peh's life. Pleased with the results of her threat, her mind begin to go over the plot for doing old man Unkle Lin in.
"Another half hour to go," Nia Mah thought, glancing at her Rolex that belonged to Penny. It was her only reminder of her toufu-grinding sessions with her lesbian lover. The King's wife should be in position by now. She dialled the secret number on her mobile phone. It began to ring...
Meanwhile, back in Penang...
Seng Kor a.k.a. Dr Horsey waited agitatedly for William and David. KNNBCCB! Where are those fuckers? His patience was wearing thin; they are already one hour late. His imported White Coffee from Ipoh was getting too cold too fast. Where was a microwave oven when you needed one?
Something didn't feel right. Seng Kor felt the hairs on the back of his neck standing up. Suddenly, he felt an urge to check the contents of his briefcase. *thup! thup!* The briefcase clasps were unlocked and opened. His hands slowly lifted the top... No... No way... Where are the blardy documents??? He began to panic big time. His kkc shriveled until it was smaller than his thumb. His balls... let's not even go there.
The casino... the King's wife...
Cold sweat poured down Seng Kor's face. Shit had certainly hit the fan big time.
*Tooot... Tooot...*
"Hello?" a sultry voice breathed on the other end.
"Mrs. King. This is Nia Mah."
"Oh dah-ling! Finally, I hear from you! Everything's going according to your brilliant plan," Mrs. King laughed a deep, throaty, sexy laugh.
"Very well done. I knew you wouldn't let me down."
"How could I ever let you down, dah-ling? After all that toufu-grinding with me behind Penny's back in prison so many years ago, I'd do anything to repay the favour..."
Nia Mah smirked. She knew grinding Mrs. King would be to her advantage one day. "Will be in contact again. Good-bye."
Nia Mah dialled a second secret number. Unbeknownst to everyone, another mobile phone in the waiting lounge began to vibrate silently. Fantasyflier walked to the farthest corner and picked up the call.
"Did you enjoy screwing Helen in the toilet?" Nia Mah asked amusingly.
"Let's just say it was memorable," came the reply.
"Humph. Now that you've had your fun, remember the arrangement. Take care of Helen when she's done with that Lou Yeh Unkle Lin."
And the Lin Dynasty baton goes to...
*Drum roll*
.
.
FANTASYFLIER!
Good luck. *two very enthusiastic thumbs up*
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These are the Rules.
Chapter 1 - Lin Peh
Chapter 2 - PJ
Chapter 3 - Lilian (password: chapter3)
Chapter 4 - Cocka Doodle
Chapter 5 - Ah Pek
Chapter 6 - Helen
Chapter 7 - Zara's Mama
Chapter 8 - King's Wife
Chapter 9 - Seng Kor
Chapter 10 - LB
Disclaimer:
Rated XX. All following characters are purely fictitious. Any similarities are coincidental. Please do not proceed if you think you may be offended with explicit sex scenes or profanity. Read on at your own risk.
* * *
CHAPTER 11
As they waited in the lounge during transit, Nia Mah watched Helen closely. Again, her worries about Helen pulling out at the last minute began to cloud her mind.
"Helen. Remember what our plans are," Nia Mah spoke quietly, looking at her counterpart through slit eyes.
"Of... of course, Nia Mah. How could I not do anything for you after how well you've treated me the past month?" Helen replied, laughing it off nervously.
"I mean it. If you fail me... you will watch your son Lin Peh die in flames like what I did to Penny."
Helen's heart stopped for a nanosecond as her hands turned icy cold. Despite being incomparable to Albieno's powerful prowness and command over their wild sex escapades, she couldn't help but long for Lin Peh's sweet, innocent love-making. She taught him everything, after all. How to please a woman, hitting the G-spot, making her cum over and over again. She gave an involuntary shudder as her mind flashed back to those scenes. She felt herself going wet below, her vulva swelling tenderly at the thought of Lin Peh's kkc penetrating her. Pretending to cross her arms, she brushed her hardened nipples with her palm. Her lips parted, a soft gasp escaped her lips.
Nia Mah mistook Helen's glazed look and shudder as fear for Lin Peh's life. Pleased with the results of her threat, her mind begin to go over the plot for doing old man Unkle Lin in.
"Another half hour to go," Nia Mah thought, glancing at her Rolex that belonged to Penny. It was her only reminder of her toufu-grinding sessions with her lesbian lover. The King's wife should be in position by now. She dialled the secret number on her mobile phone. It began to ring...
* * *
Meanwhile, back in Penang...
Seng Kor a.k.a. Dr Horsey waited agitatedly for William and David. KNNBCCB! Where are those fuckers? His patience was wearing thin; they are already one hour late. His imported White Coffee from Ipoh was getting too cold too fast. Where was a microwave oven when you needed one?
Something didn't feel right. Seng Kor felt the hairs on the back of his neck standing up. Suddenly, he felt an urge to check the contents of his briefcase. *thup! thup!* The briefcase clasps were unlocked and opened. His hands slowly lifted the top... No... No way... Where are the blardy documents??? He began to panic big time. His kkc shriveled until it was smaller than his thumb. His balls... let's not even go there.
The casino... the King's wife...
Cold sweat poured down Seng Kor's face. Shit had certainly hit the fan big time.
* * *
*Tooot... Tooot...*
"Hello?" a sultry voice breathed on the other end.
"Mrs. King. This is Nia Mah."
"Oh dah-ling! Finally, I hear from you! Everything's going according to your brilliant plan," Mrs. King laughed a deep, throaty, sexy laugh.
"Very well done. I knew you wouldn't let me down."
"How could I ever let you down, dah-ling? After all that toufu-grinding with me behind Penny's back in prison so many years ago, I'd do anything to repay the favour..."
Nia Mah smirked. She knew grinding Mrs. King would be to her advantage one day. "Will be in contact again. Good-bye."
Nia Mah dialled a second secret number. Unbeknownst to everyone, another mobile phone in the waiting lounge began to vibrate silently. Fantasyflier walked to the farthest corner and picked up the call.
"Did you enjoy screwing Helen in the toilet?" Nia Mah asked amusingly.
"Let's just say it was memorable," came the reply.
"Humph. Now that you've had your fun, remember the arrangement. Take care of Helen when she's done with that Lou Yeh Unkle Lin."
* * *
And the Lin Dynasty baton goes to...
*Drum roll*
.
.
FANTASYFLIER!
Good luck. *two very enthusiastic thumbs up*
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