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100th world record attempt enters Brunei

Bandar Seri Begawan, the city in Brunei, was just km ahead from where I stood in more pouring rain with my thumb out. A car stopped. A terrifically friendly family man encouraged me to get in and we got on well. I was meant to leave him in BSB, but my pre-arranged host wasn’t able to let me stay due to sudden changes in their plans. The driver heard my conversation with my would-be host and stepped in to offer me a place for the night. I accepted.

The house, on BSB’s outskirts, was almost surrounded by sandalwood saplings, which the man of the house injects with an irritant to encourage the development of the fragrant compound that’s so prized. His home was decorated like a palace; no wonder – he’d been a Bruneian Government delegate in Tehran and the house resembled an abode of royalty. I was offered a sleeping place in the smartest room of all, one decorated with high-quality Iranian artefacts of many kinds. It was gorgeous to awake to so much colour and culture.

The family had good internet so I made the most of it and tried to process as much of the photo and video collection I’ve amassed as I could. At the same time I set about seeking another host to accommodate me since I need to get a new Indonesian visa in the city. I didn’t utter a word of begging and ended up in yet another hotel.

Generosity on this trip is overwhelming - another stopping point on my 100th world record attempt, another 4 star hotel!A kind and overly generous couple replied to my accommodation request, saying they were paying for me to stay in a hotel for 4 nights. I objected, thinking this wasn’t right for me to accept. And as I did so, I got a 2nd reply – this person too offered to place me in a hotel, completely free of charge for the duration of my stay in BSB. So here I sit, in a hotel in a rich oil state, with all taken care of, writing a blog post.

Why not find out for yourself what new adventures and excitement you can experience when entrapped in your own CB-X Male Chastity device.

I try to remain mindful of the scores of people who’ve helped me during this journey, never taking any of them for granted. I’m trying, despite being frequently distracted by fishing line, a bobbling weight and a plastic cage over a part of me. Life is amazing, isn’t it?

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