The house in Bukit Timah

[JustANewbie]

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[MaoMaoChong]

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[sexcision]

Originally Posted by MaoMaoChong

Welcome back Bro ILOCK.

Just to share with you my whatsapp conversation with my wife.

Me: https://sbf.today/showthread.php?t=757064
Me: juz the 1st few para ached my heart.
Me: nothing sexual yet
Her: Site cannot be reached (She not using VPN)
Me: no wonder...
Me: guess who is the Author?

Fyi, my wife is also an avid reader of yours.

Looking forward for your update soonest.

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Ur are welcome ilock! Lol

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Originally Posted by sexcision

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Originally Posted by JustANewbie

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[ilikeoldchangke]

The rain cleared up soon after and I went to work in the garden once again. The softened soil makes it easier for me to start cleaning up the rest of the large space.

As I pulled up the wild weeds and overgrown grass, I wondered where Declan and his team is going with the boss.

It must be something important since it involves all of them.



I went to the cookhouse for a coffee and was surprised to see the place empty.

There’s usually at least a handful of guys there for their tea breaks.

I casually asked Bran where is everyone and he just shrug his shoulders. I sipped my coffee and had a slice of fruit before leaving.

That steamboat meal marked the first of many gatherings in my farmhouse.
For some reason I cannot explain, Declan and the guys seemed to enjoy popping over every now and then. It started to feel as if I’m operating some special gentlemen’s club with only 4 members.

My farmhouse not only functions as my home base, it became a club for the guys. Club in the daytime, and my new home once the sun set.
I started staying over at the farm house, from once or twice a week, to eventually 5 days a week.

Some weekends I would stay over too because I have nothing else to do anyway. I would take my time, tend to the plants, go for a jog and head over to the cookhouse for free food.


On the last weekend of every month, I would make my monthly pilgrimage up north to visit my grandpa.

I would spend a day there with him, telling him about the weird employers I am now working for. He told me to be careful and not get involved in illegal stuff.
He still could not believe I was getting 5k in pay a month and he says he is convinced that soon, they will start asking me for kickbacks.

As in on paper, I’m getting this amount of pay. Of which I need to give back an ‘x’ amount. It’s happening all over the country, you just have to open your eyes to see it.

I reassured my grandpa that everything is fine and I will be careful.


As if determined to make the most of the money they pay me, Declan and the guys started to visit me more often at the farmhouse. Not only do I have to work on the garden, I became the unofficial service staff in the unusual club.

I could be raking up dead leaves 50m away from the farmhouse and Declan would walk by and gestured for me over.

He would sit down with a stack of documents and files, 3 mobile phones in hand before asking me for a drink.


Declan : What do you have…. ?

Jackson : Beer…. Greentea…. Or 3 in 1 coffee….. ?

Declan : I’ll have a coffee.. thank you…

Jackson : ok…


I would serve him his drink and leave him to settle his paperwork.
There can’t possibly be a lack of space for Declan to do his work in the massive castle, and I’m sure the coffee at the cookhouse taste much better than the instant one I kept.

Eventually I came to the conclusion that they see my place as a sanctuary of sort. A place to get away from it all.


Kamal would come by with Seven too.

Kamal : 2 beer….. and whatever snacks you have….

Jackson : ok…

I would set the drinks down for them before going back to my work. Sometimes I wondered if they would pay me for the food they consumed, especially when they started demanding for macadamia nuts instead of the usual ‘thumb’ brand groundnuts.


Hong comes usually on Fridays.

Brutish he might be, Hong is the only one that actually bought stuff over.

He would bring snacks, nuts, chips and the occasional carton of beer. It’s not much but I’m spending almost 500 in groceries and steamboat ingredients a month by then so every bit helps.

It comes out of my pay but I didn’t mind. My expenses took a dive ever since I started working there. Even my utility bill dropped since I shower and stayed over in the farmhouse most of the time.


If only Hong doesn’t leave a mess every time he comes around, I wouldn’t have mind him coming over that much.

Seven would come and use my toilet often. I have no idea why. I suspect he likes the lemon grass scent I kept in there. He would spend up to half an hour at a time inside playing candy crush with it’s volume on at it’s highest.

After a while, he started to come and use my shower after working out.
Seven would emerge smelling of the soap fragrance I like and beaming with a wide grin. He would give me a thumbs up, towel over the shoulder and waddle off in his flip flops, looking no different from someone who just finished gym.


Seven has his own brand of green tea bags which he wanted me to keep only for himself. It was not meant for the others.
Only when he comes alone, will he ask for those to be served.

A cup of green tea after his shower.

The garden expanded outwards with the farmhouse as the centre of it all. The transformation of the large plot is almost complete. Most of the new plants introduced rooted well, even my organic vegetable patch is blooming.

Beans, cucumber, leafy greens and even lettuce, all of them are doing really well on the fertile soil. They should be ready for harvest in another month or so.


I’ve sort of reached the boundary or the edge of the plot Declan wanted me to work on, so I started moving on to the landscaping of the individual houses in my spare time.
Almost every house I went into, the men knew I was the gardener and the first thing they asked me for was a nice shady smoking area.

The plants for the houses leading to the castle are in bad shape. Many shrubs littered with cigarette butts, there were hardly any trees matured enough to provide shade as well.


As I surveyed each and every of the houses owned by the organisation, I began to piece together a bigger picture. I could access the common area of the houses but not inside the house itself, still the large glass windows along the ground floor pretty much allowed me to catch a glimpse of what is going on.

Remember on my first day, I parked my car on the 1st unit up Binjai Hill ?

The unit opposite that housed an ambulance. No shit.
It’s a private ambulance that at times when I past by, had a full crew sitting in it, driver hands on steering wheels and engine running. It’s as if they are waiting for an emergency call to come along.


That entire house was designated as a medical centre. I’m talking trained paramedics and a doctor. Not Kamal.

There is a gym for all to use at the house closest to the castle gate.I tried my access card and found out I was given access to that place even though no one told me about it.

It’s well equipped, there’s 5 threadmills, 4 bench and a variety of workout machines. There’s even a large room with padded floor not unlike those you see in a martial art studio.


I saw Seven in it once but he was already sitting down on the padded floor totally soaked with perspiration.
I even saw the wooden figurine in Ip man movie but it was just for display only.

There are houses that held 2-3 cars with seemingly no other activities being carried out. Some looked totally empty and abandoned with overgrown landscaping.


Anyway, Declan told me to take care of all the plants within the estate. So as long as there is anything green, it’s mine.
Anything outside the castle ground that is.
The castle had a few small plots of turfing which is maintained by the helpers that staff and run it.

Once a month, the group would come over for steamboat.


Somehow someone decided that the Friday before the girls come to visit will be they day to have their hotpot gathering. The 2nd Friday of the month, without fail, the group would turn up at the farmhouse at 6.30pm.
You can imagine the amount of heckling I get from Hong trying to get me to try one of the girls.

I always said no even though I could tell his patience is wearing thin.

Hong even went to the extent of saying he would get the girls to do a reverse gangbang on me.

What about Aaron ?


Aaron comes by too. He would approach cautiously, pretending to be interested in something else but I knew he was there to look for people.

Yes, the only reason Aaron came to my farmhouse was to look for either Declan, Hong, Seven or Kamal. He must have figured out that the farmhouse is a gathering spot for his co-workers.


I did invite him to come in but he took a look at the simple and sparse interior and declined.
I eventually found out that Aaron and the boss will be away on the 2nd Friday every month without fail. I suspect it won’t be long before I figure out why the guys hate Aaron so much.

By the 4th month, I find myself starting to enjoy the monthly meal.


Honestly, I still don’t know these men well but I enjoyed listening to their conversations, of which they are careful not to reveal too much. Declan is always there to make sure.

I found out that the boss saved Seven’s life. It sounded like it came out of a triad movie.
He had acid poured down his throat by another rival gang.

Seven would have been left for dead if not for the boss. She came in guns blazing literally and saved him.

Hong told me that Kamal and him literally dragged Seven out from a old warehouse with blood spurting like a fountain from his orifices.

Hong : phussttt… phusstt….. like that.. the blood is really phussttt… phusst…. Shoot out…

Kamal : don’t exaggerate la you fuck….

Hong : I’m serious !!


Back then, the boss’s organisation was still in it’s infancy, she did a lot of things herself.

Hong : she visited Seven everyday in the hospital…. 1st class ward….

Hong gave a doeful eye look as he pouted his mouth and spoke in a high pitch voice as if trying to mimic the boss feeding Seven porridge.

Hong : come ~~ eat ~~


Seven shove Hong and showed him the finger as everyone laughed.
Hong pulled down the side of his loose t-shirt, showing off his shoulder and wiped his brow in a dramatic manner before exclaiming in that same high pitch voice.

Hong : you have to get well ~~~ have to~~~

Declan threw a used tissue at Hong and everyone laughed.

Seven gestured something before patting his chest.


Declan : He’s trying to say he’s a simple man…. Not educated…. But he always remember who is good to him….the boss saved his life….and let’s not forget, Seven was once from a rival…..

Declan was about to say the word gang but stopped himself in time and changed the word to company.

Jackson : what about you Kamal…. How did you come to work for boss…

Hong clapped his hands several times, eager to share Kamal’s embarrassing past.


Hong : GAMBling !!! hahaha…. Gamble and gamble…gamble… win never mind… always lose…

Kamal : Fuck you la…. I send in my resume….. call up for interview…. Then I impress boss with my experience….Lim BEI IS DOCTOR OKAY ( I’m a fucking doctor ) ….

Hong did his high pitch mimic of the boss once again, sticking out one of his hairy legs as he struck a pose, taking care this time round to try and boost his man boobs.

Seven threw a piece of lettuce at him and Hong caught it. He used it as a mini fan, fanning himself near his chest with his lips in another pout.

Hong : Kamal ~~ you have an interesting history…. I shall hire you…. And give you more money to gamble…do you pledge your loyalty to me ~~~ ?

Kamal did a mock punch at Hong who ducked in time and laughed.

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Hong’s high pitch voice is quite harsh on my eardrums to be honest but there’s no way you can hold back your laughter looking at his silly antics.

Kamal : If boss sees you doing that…. She will fucking shoot you….


Kamal stood up and I could see him reach for his cigarette. He walked out to smoke and Seven joined him.

Hong lowered his voice and filled me in the moment the door closed, as if worried Kamal might overhear the conversation.

Hong : Kamal operated on this lady back then… ….. an accident victim…. She’s pregnant….. he did his best but he could not save the baby…..the accident kill the woman’s 2 year old on the spot as well….. when the mother came to…. …She took her own life….


Jackson : oh my god….

Declan : The mother was knocked down by a drunk driver…. Some hot shot fund manager…..he wasn’t even sorry…he claimed the woman was jaywalking….says she deserved it.. she should have used an overhead bridge..….. that fucker punched another doctor as well……

Jackson : Jaywalking… ?

Declan : the light was in her favour….it was a discretionary right turn….well… you know how these junctions are…..but that fucker …. Ploughed her and her son down and mounted the railings….and continued drinking till the police came…


Jackson : was he hurt from the crash ?? why wasn’t he arrested… ? where’s the husband… ?

Hong : Husband died of a stroke at work barely few months ago…. It was too much for her to handle…

Declan : The driver was warded for minor leg injuries….needed a minor op to remove some bone chips….Kamal was the one who fix it too….

Jackson : what…..

Hong : that’s not all…. That guy groped a couple of nurses…. And 3 months later….. got into another accident….this time round, a retired teacher in her 70s…… died on the spot….

Jackson : what a fucker…. Why is he not jailed or something….

Hong : He was waiting for the trial….when the 2nd accident happened…

Hong leaned closer to me, giving me the most sinister look I’ve ever seen.

Hong : That fucker hurt both legs this time round and he wanted Kamal to operate on him because he did a really good job the last round…….Kamal….. Operated on him…..and removed his testicles….


I gasped and looked at Hong in disbelief.

Jackson : what the fuck… how could that happen ….. ?

Hong : he fixed his legs first….then went for his balls….

Declan : The story was that the medical team in the operating theatre were horrified and they all fled screaming in horror……and by the time Kamal was forcibly removed from the OT, that man already had his dick cut into pieces, testicles removed….


Jackson : … what…. The fuck….

Hong : Kamal was arrested, charged and went into a downward spiral after that … gambled heavily… took drugs while waiting to be jailed…..

Jackson : what happened then…

Hong : Boss found him…. Cleared his debt… got him to clean his shit up…. And made it all disappear…. Poof…. Magic….

Jackson : you are fucking with me are you not… ?? how is that possible… ?


I looked at Declan, trying to see if he would clear up the air and call this bull but he did not.

Declan : it’s sad…. Really sad….

I turned to Hong and asked.


Jackson : what happened to that fucking fund manager ? he changed sex… ? is he in jail ?

Hong shook his head.

Hong : Boss made a call…. I heard her talking to whoever is on the line she needed a new project done to take care of a potential problem…..


Jackson :and … and ??

Hong : 1 week later…..that fucker passed away…. Accident…

Jackson : you are shitting me…. this is bullshit….

Hong : I’m serious… he was on a wheelchair… reversed down a slope near his place and right into a construction excavation site…… impaled himself on exposed reinforcement bars the workers are working on….


Jackson : ouch….

Hong : Tsk… tsk… tsk…. Painful….awfully painful…. But like magic… everything just went quiet…. No news report… nothing…. Kamal …. Quietly served 3 months…. And I was there to pick him up when he was released…. It’s like nothing ever happened…..

I nodded and came to the conclusion that whoever the boss is, she must be one hell of a woman with connections beyond imagination.

Jackson : what about you… how did you come to work for the boss … ?


Hong laughed and said he has no story.

Hong : I’m nothing…. I send in my application…. And she interviewed me… hahahahah… and she was impressed with my resume…. then she offered me the job.. hahaha … I am the 1st employee after Declan ok !

He laughed at his own joke, unwilling to share his past.

Declan shook his head and by then Seven and Kamal came back in.

Jackson : what about you Declan… how did you come to work here ?....


Declan said he was assigned to help boss when she first started.

Jackson : Assigned by who ??

Declan smiled and said in a joking manner.


Declan : If I tell you… I’ll have to kill you… ahahah

The rest of the guys rolled their eyes and told me to ignore Declan as that was always the reply he gave. It seems as if they don’t know his story as well.

We finished up our dinner and I served sliced fruits to the group.

After we polished up a whole papaya and half a melon, Hong said he has something planned for me.



Hong : ok ok… Jackson …. We have yet to…. Officially welcome you…. With a party…. So…. I have made special arrangements…..for you tonight…. Hahaha….

Jackson : err… no… no it’s fine… don’t need…

Hong : Too late… it’s already done…. She’s on her way…

Jackson : no… no way… I don’t want…

Hong : you have to…. I insist….



Hong stood up and started to announce to the group.

Hong : you will love her… if not…. I chop…

He did a side swipe in front of his privates, confident that I would like the sex worker he arranged for me.


Jackson : it’s Friday…. They usually come tomorrow no ??

Hong : well… for you…. I made an exception… so you better appreciate it…

Right in front of me Hong started to collect the wagers.

Hong : COME COME !! Kamal… COME !!! place your bets… !!! will Jackson fuck the girl or not !!! hahahaha !!


Declan : no way…. My money is on ‘No’ hhaha…. here….$50…

Kamal : who you sending ??!!

Kamal rubbed his chin and Hong smiled sneakily.

Hong : I’m calling Xiaoyu…

Kamal : you fucker……. $300 on yes…..

Jackson : what… ? 300 ??

Seven dug into his denim pants and pulled out a wad of fifties as well, putting 100 on yes.


Hong : hahahah… good good good….. Declan… you sure… ? want to change your bet ??

I turned to look at Declan who was obviously regretting his decision.

Declan : sorry Jackson… it’s not about the money…. I just don’t like to lose….

He shifted his wager of 50 from No to Yes and Hong laughed even louder.

I turned to him in disbelief.


Jackson : what are you so happy ?? if they win you need to pay !!


Hong : I will gladly pay hahahaha….hahaha…. just to see if you are a virgin or a gay… hahahahaha ..

He laughed so loud that the table shook as he hit his palms on it.

Jackson : sorry guys…i… I’m not going to do it…

Hong : hahah.. we’ll see…. We’ll see…..

Jackson : I’m helping you win money here dude… I don’t do it… you keep their money…..

Hong shook his head and waved his finger at me.

Hong : do I look like I need the money ??? hahahah …….No man…. has ever rejected xiaoyu before.... none…..and mind you…. Xiaoyu….. doesn’t just take every man….hahaha.. hahahah….


Hong stood up and announced that he had place a wager with Paige, the brothel owner.

Hong : I told her that…. There is a chance….. that Xiaoyu might get rejected…. By Jackson…. And she replied that… if that were to happen…. She will supply her girls for free for a month….

Jackson : what do you mean that Xiaoyu don’t just take every man ?

Hong : Xiaoyu is like Paige’s right hand women…. She’s like a precious gem… the pearl……she gets the freedom of choice… whether or not…. To take the men that wants her…… so far….. word is…. Only 1 man has had her within the group…..

Jackson : who is that….


Hong shrugged her shoulders.


Hong : We don’t kiss and tell here…. Hahahah….. I give you my personal guarantee…..haha…Xiaoyu has done less than 3 men in her life…. given the line she is in…. that’s pretty rare…. Hahahah…

Jackson : oh god…. Forget this…. I don’t care….. I’m not doing it….


Hong : We’ll see…. We’ll see….. hahaha… if you’re going to cost Paige a month worth of income…. Hahaha… I wonder what she will do to you…. Haha … by then…. A reverse gangbang might seem merciful… ahhaha….

The rest of the guys shook their head and Seven gave me a couple of pats on my shoulder.


Kamal : Xiaoyu is hot Jackson….. I would do her… serious… sweet young thing…. Innocent big eyes….

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I looked at Kamal and could not help but notice Declan nodding his head as well.

Jackson : she can be as hot as she want to be….. I’m not doing it…. No way….



I stood up and cleared the table and Hong was checking his phone.

Hong : ok…. Ok…. She’s on her way over… we need to clear the place hahahaha.. hahah… good luck….

I shook my head as I went to the bathroom to do the dishes.


I’ve had my share of hot milfs and mistresses before remember ? I don’t get tempted easily. I’m not taking the moral high ground here, and I have nothing against sex workers. From my perspective, this is my work place.

It feels fucking weird to fuck at my workplace even though it’s initiated by my superiors.


Still, I could not help but wonder how pretty Xiaoyu has to be with the guys so confident I would not be able to resist her.

She’s just a sex worker, rejections should not be anything new, besides, looks and preferences are subjective. Beauty in the int eye of the beholder.

I finished washing up and hung everything up to dry.


I had planned to stay the night but now that Hong has this girl coming over, I think I better clean up and leave before she arrives.

I skipped the shower and grabbed my stuff.


When I opened the door, I realised I was too late.

Standing in front of me was a beautiful girl in her mid-twenties by my estimates.
She was about to knock on the door.

It took a few seconds for me to process what my eyes was seeing.

Xiaoyu was dressed in a sleeveless black dress that redefined the notion of what I held for a hourglass figure. She smiled at me and turned her side to face me as if giving me an orientation of her body while pointing to the garden I did.



Xiaoyu : Hi… my name is Xiaoyu…. Did you do all these… ? it’s looks amazing….

When Xiaoyu turned to face me again, I could not tear my eyes away from her body. Her breasts are a good and full ‘C’ cup and they are really testing the stretchable fabric her dress is cut from.


The dress is long, reaching down almost to her ankles but the slit at her left of her body opened up generously like a banana skin with most of the fruit exposed. The fruit in this case is Xiaoyu’s smooth and hairless legs.

A pair of blood red peep toe Mary Jane high heels gave Xiaoyu’s shapely figure a boost of at least 2.5 inches.

Her eyes are big with naturally long lashes. She has makeup on but not too thick, with features like that, she has no need of thick makeups.

She was holding onto a small clutch bag as she waited for me to acknowledge her presence.


Xiaoyu raised an eyebrow at me before breaking into a chuckle.

Xiaoyu : Are you… going to at least…. Invite me in for a coffee….. ? haha

My jaws could not close. She is hot.



Xiaoyu did not hurry me and she just waited for me to make the next move, brushing a strand of hair behind her ears, Xiaoyu bit her lips and looked shyly away as she saw me looking at her body.

Ok, this is really tempting.


I can see why Declan changed his bet when he heard her name.

I saw some movements at the trees at the back leading to the cookhouse. Hong and the guys are all there.


They were looking at me, waiting for me to make my decision. Hong was clutching the money in his hands as he pumped his hands excitedly as if he was urging his race horse to reach the finish line.

Xiaoyu : You don’t look like the kind to keep a lady waiting outside the door…. Or am I wrong …. ?


My eyes traced Xiaoyu from top to toe again and I could feel blood rushing to my groin. She’s really beautiful and sweet but something feels off.
Something is weird about her.

I can’t say if it’s the hands, or her toned body. She is too lady like, even more lady like than a female.


Xiaoyu came closer and looked at me and I could smell the sweet fragrance she doused her body in.
I could feel my resistance slowly being worn off until something snapped inside me.

I looked at Xiaoyu again before grabbing her neck with my right hand, turning her about and pushing her against the wall of the farmhouse abruptly.


Xiaoyu : ernghhhh…. You’re in such a rush……

I could hear Hong whoop loudly in a cheer in the background as Xiaoyu dropped her bag on the floor and put her hands around my neck.

She smells really good. Her lips are glossed and plump, it’s the kind of lips that would associate with a good blow after a wet kiss.

Xiaoyu : ernghhhh ~~!... not so hard….. I didn’t… ernghh.. know you like to play rough… ernghhh…



I tilt her head up slightly and smiled as I went close to her cheeks as if I wanted to kiss her but instead, I whispered softly by her ears.

My finger went to the only tell tale sign on Xiaoyu’s neck and I touched it. It was a dead giveaway. The really prominent adam’s apple on her neck.

Jackson : Pre op….. or post op…. ??

Xiaoyu’s innocent act slowly gave way to a seductive smile as she flirted with her eyes.

Xiaoyu : clever boy…



She allowed me 2 seconds to bask in my sharp observation skills before twisting my wrist away from her neck, kneeing me on the back of my knees to collapse me onto the ground.


Her sweet smelling arm went around my neck in a chokehold before I could even react. I could see Hong and the guys laughing in the back as they clapped and whistled. Hong was whooping and jumping up and down like a teenage girl in a pop concert.

I tried to break free but I can’t, Xiaoyu is amazingly strong for her size. I tried to throw her off my back by attempting to roll forward but she adjusted her weight distribution perfectly, countering my feeble effort.

She giggled by my ears as I tapped several times on her arm to indicate I give up and for her to stop.


I felt the slightest relaxation of her grip as she whispered by my ears.

Xiaoyu : now……would you prefer…. That I’m pre op….. or post op ??


I gasped for air and tried to process the question but there was only one thing on my mind.


Between Xiaoyu forcing herself onto me or into me, which one is going to hurt more.

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