What do you do for a living, BOY?!

Recently a lady added me on WeChat; a lady I wrote about.

A lady whose sheer LOOKS – actually, vibe I should say (by all traditional standards she’s not even good looking) really socked me one in the face in terms of femdom.

The photo shows only her EYES when you first see it, and when you expand it, you see her full face . . .

An UTTERLY dominant woman if there ever was one, and though many Chinese girls and indeed women in general love emoticons when talking, THIS lady doesn’t.

She talks STRAIGHT too, and combined with that dominant vibe . . .oh boy! You know what I mean, don’t you?

OR you should if you’re a true femdom lover!

It’s almost as if she’s dressed in black leather and JACKBOOTS much like the Indian Goddess I saw a while back on Instagram, ready to CRUSH you into oblivion, staring (down at) you dominantly, and with whip in hand, ever ready to inflict PAIN.

And that’s how dominant the vibe is from this woman.

And naturally, as with all the others I called her Madam, and if you’re a reader of Watson novels and stories, you’ll know that Madam doesn’t go over too well at the start with many Chinese ladies.

Why?

Well, in Chinese the word translates to “married lady” (and therefore ‘old’  by extension) and you can’t call her old, boy!

Her age, her looks and indeed her marital status ain’t important, boy!

Whats important, BOY is she owns you – and USES you for her own benefit, lock stock and barrel, pun intended, and this lady added me precisely for one purpose – to sell her wares, that I am NOT interested in.

And as I kept telling her this, she kept denying the fact in a most dominant manner.

Until today, I finally gave up, and said it.

“You’re such a Queen, Princess! No Madam, I know . . “

“You’re always right, and I’m so lucky you added my wechat to sell your products!”

And then came the question, and FINALLY, a giggle.

She’s hooked me, and she knows it! ?

“What do you do for a living?”

And she DID say BOY, except vibe wise!

“Madam, my job is to sit at your feet and praise you daily, and shower you with compliments like you deserve to! You’re a Chinese Queen!”

And then I took the Madam back.

“Oh, please forgive me, Princess. No Madam!”

And then I finished up by saying that’s what my job should be.

Not to mention give her MONEY.

BUY her products, so she can use me, abuse me and throw me away . . . like I deserve to! ? And like you do, true femdom lover – sissy – or cuck – as the case might be!

I’ll keep you posted on how it turns out with her. For now, back to the “don’t call me Madam part” – ah, but I’m running out of time. In the next email!

Best,

Mike Watson

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