Announcement What To Do At Shanghai Bund: My Unforgettable Adventure With A Canadian Tourist

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In the summer of 2016, I designed an unforgettable semi-public "champagne" drinking BDSM scenario for a Canadian expat in Shanghai. It was a rainy day, and the damp streets of central Shanghai mirrored the soft glow of streetlights as I arrived at his hotel earlier than planned. I took out the carefully selected lingerie: a pair of sleek black pantyhose and a soft pink tank top, chosen specifically to accentuate his vulnerability. Guiding him through the process of dressing, I watched as he hesitated briefly before slipping into each piece, his movements a blend of nervous energy and anticipation. The delicate fabric clung to his body, highlighting his submission in an understated yet powerful way. Beneath his shirt and jeans, the lingerie became our shared secret, and the flicker of excitement in his eyes set the tone for the evening ahead.

We took a taxi to a cozy yet upscale restaurant near the Bund, where the rhythmic patter of rain enhanced the intimate atmosphere. Once entered the restaurant, the waiter ushered us to a table nestled between a lively group of eight on one side and a German couple on the other. I could sense his unease immediately. Surrounded by so many guests, he found the location intimidating for the "champagne" challenge ahead and the risk of being noticed by waitstaff and neighboring diners. Nervously, he requested the waiter to move us to a corner table away from prying eyes.

I intervened, softly but firmly asking him to calm down. “This table is perfect,” I assured him. “Just trust me and follow my lead.” Reluctantly, he obeyed, his face a mix of apprehension and trus t. He ordered two glasses of champagne for us, and as they arrived, I excused myself to the restroom.

Inside the restroom, I carefully filled a small bottle with my fresh and warm pee, ensuring its golden color was pristine. Returning to the table, I timed my move perfectly, waiting for him to finish his first glass of champagne. Quietly and discreetly, I poured the contents of the bottle into his empty flute. The golden liquid shimmered under the dim restaurant lights, indistinguishable from the champagne he had just enjoyed.

He hesitated, glancing nervously at the guests around us. The low murmur of conversations and clinking glasses filled the air, amplifying his fear of being discovered. I leaned in close and whispered firmly, “Drink. One sip at a time. Then say ‘tasty.’”

With a deep breath, he obeyed, lifting the glass to his lips. His panic gave way to obedience as he swallowed the first sip, his eyes darting nervously but remaining locked on mine for reassurance. “Tasty,” he murmured as ordered. I smiled approvingly, and his tension melted into a mix of pride and submission.

Emboldened by his success, I took things a step further. When his dessert arrived, I poured a fresh stream of my "champagne" over it, the liquid soaking into the sweet treat. Without hesitation, he scooped it up and ate, savoring every bite as though it were an indulgence crafted just for him.

After dinner, we ventured to the terrace for a brief look at the rain-drenched skyline. The shimmering city lights seemed to applaud his growing confidence. I rewarded him with another discreet refill, and this time, he sipped it with visible pleasure, his earlier panic transformed into a quiet thrill.

The night, however, was far from over. Back at the hotel, I prepared for the grand finale: the longest golden shower I had ever given. Standing on the edge of the bathtub, I aimed carefully, letting two horizontal streams of pee cascade over him, followed by two vertical strokes. Finally, I completed the ceremony with two diagonal strokes, marking his body in a golden grid of devotion. It was an exciting and liberating moment for both of us.

As a parting gift, I left him a glass of my “beer” in the mini refrigerator, a token of our evening together. Every detail of the night had unfolded perfectly, leaving us both basking in the glow of a boundary-pushing, unforgettable experience.

The Canadian businessman was thoroughly satisfied with how the session unfolded, captivated by the perfect blend of thrill, intimacy, and indulgence. The experience left such a profound impression on him that he couldn’t resist returning for more. Driven by the memory of our unforgettable evening, he flew back to Shanghai multiple times, eagerly booking repeat sessions with me to relive the excitement and push his boundaries further. Each encounter became an opportunity to deepen his submission and refine the dynamic we shared, solidifying his trust and loyalty.


Shanghai Kinky Guide Mistress Alessandra