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Our first intimate experience brought us closer, deepening our bond as we explored new desires together.

22nd Sep 2023

In this post, I, the Slave Princess, will share our first sexual experience together and how it deepened our bond.

The Master and I dated for two months before we had our first intimate experience which happened during a trip to JB. Leading up to that, we took things slowly, savoring the sweetness of holding hands, kissing each other’s cheeks, and sharing a French kiss.

Before our trip, I visited my Master’s home twice—once to get my laptop fixed and again to set up WordPress and customize my email. During the second visit, a playful impulse struck me: I decided to remove my bra while I was in the bathroom. I did it for two reasons—to give myself a bit of relief and, secretly, to tease my Master. I felt a mix of shyness and excitement, unsure how he might react. Yet, I knew he was a gentleman who would never touch me without consent. Still, I was curious to see if he’d notice or respond. True to his nature, he remained respectful and composed, and nothing happened. That moment strengthened my trust in him, showing me that he was someone who deeply respected boundaries and wouldn’t act without invitation.

Beyond his respectfulness, my Master has a calming presence that makes me feel at ease in a way I’ve rarely experienced. I’ve often found it difficult to fall asleep around others, but with him, I drift off comfortably by his side. We’d fall asleep easily in each other’s presence, a simple yet powerful intimacy. I can’t help but blush and smile each time I remember those peaceful moments together.

I suggested an impromptu trip to JB, and my dear Master handled every detail, arranging everything perfectly. For me, the trip was an exciting chance to travel and explore together. But, more importantly, I longed to grow closer to him and to finally take things to the next level.

Though getting physical after two months might seem fast to some, it was the longest I’d ever waited. In the past, I usually become physically involved within the first week of dating. But this time was different. A difficult breakup left me emotionally numb and unable to feel any desire or attraction no matter how hard I tried. Usually, I’d move on quickly, but this time I abstained for eight months until this trip.

As a sapiosexual, it was my Master’s intellect and ability to engage my mind that truly captivated me. Being a Leo, my Master enjoyed my excitement and appreciation each time he did something for me, like creating and personalizing WordPress for me, customizing my email, and even setting up Notion for us to share our schedules and future life goals. Each thoughtful act made me feel special, “seen,” and understood in a way I’d never experienced before.

These gestures weren’t about material things—they spoke to my heart in a way that was almost as if he could read my innermost desires. As we grew closer and opened up to each other, I began to feel a sense of arousal as my affection deepened.

Eventually, I started asking him about his preferences and interests in the bedroom, keeping things brief so as not to seem too eager, but revisiting the topic as we grew more comfortable.

The Trip

When the day of our trip arrived, we were both nervous, wondering if we’d be compatible in bed and if everything would feel natural. To our delight, it was perfect, and our connection only deepened. We found joy in discovering each other’s tastes—both literally and figuratively—relishing the intimacy of sharing fluids through deep French kisses. Over our 2D1N stay, my Master took immense pleasure in making me climax around 30 times through oral sex and heavy petting. This was a first for me; in past relationships, I’d only ever climaxed a maximum of 3 times in a day. I was surprised and thrilled by how intensely he pleasured me.

My Master also amazed me with his touch—he made my nipples feel good in a way I hadn’t experienced before. In the past, I thought my nipples lacked sensitivity; they would only occasionally feel good, and even then, only when I was already aroused. But with him, every spot he touched felt electric, as if my entire body was an erogenous zone waiting to be awakened by the right person. The pleasure I feel with my Master is different from anything I’ve known: overwhelming, addictive, and exactly what I’ve yearned for.

We also tried the 69 position for the first time, which I loved, and my Master seemed equally pleased with my enthusiasm when I returned the favor. Our brief intercourse was amazing—I loved the way his size fit me perfectly and the way his movements hit just the right spot. He took his time, savoring every moment and my reactions, embodying the gentlemanly care and joy he finds in my pleasure.

Outside the bedroom, my Master showed me around JB. We indulged in delicious food at KSL, with loklok as a midnight snack. He also introduced me to his favorite pig stomach soup in the basement of KSL. I’ve always been particular about textures and smells and had avoided animal organs, especially those from the digestive system. In Singapore, I found pig organ soup unpleasant and pungent. But in Malaysia, the organs were cleaned and prepared so well without any strong odor or taste. This was the first time I enjoyed pig organ soup, and I now recommend that place to others! My Master’s sensitivity to food textures, tastes, and smells means I fully trust his recommendations. We didn’t stop at KSL; we also tried pig stomach soup in a herbal bak kut teh store outside, and it was just as well-prepared. Now, I find myself advocating for eating organ dishes in Malaysia over those in Singapore.

My Master also introduced me to his regular massage place at Holiday Plaza. It was my first-ever massage, and though the pressure was painful due to my stiff muscles, I felt relief in the days that followed. It left me looking forward to our next massage together.

This trip left such a lasting mark on us that we couldn’t stop reminiscing about it afterward, replaying every detail we loved. It became a powerful catalyst, strengthening our intimate bond and opening the door for us to explore even more of our desires and dive deeper into our connection.

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