Copyright Oggbashan February 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Inspired by Rudyard Kipling's Dymchurch Flit from Puck of Pook'...
“This isn’t dangerous, not in the same way this group is used to. But take my word on it, boys, this requires respect and care. You’ve all heard the stories, and I’m going to go over them again to put them into fact,” the grizzled commanding officer barked. His group of soldiers, most barely out of high school, shifted and shrugged and generally looked nervo...
People don't realize how difficult it is at times to be living away from your family and friends in order to study abroad. There were many exciting things about being in a new place, learning about a new culture. Thought it was also very lonely and confusing at times surrounded by different language, customs, and ideas. Reiko Ishii had come to Canada only 3...
This is my first posting in this forum. I hope this story will continue through to completion. Please be patient with me as I am new to this. This story is about Dominance and Submission. If you do not like this topic, please look elsewhere for your reading pleasure. Please feel free to contact me with any questions or matters where you feel I may be of as...
There's an old saying — Be careful what you wish for. From Syrena Exposed — A Traveller's Guide Welcome to Syrena. As you begin your visit, please keep in mind the two basic rules of our society. Here all adult females must be naked, and only females may be nude in public. All women are enslaved, and only women can be slaves. If you find these rules disagr...
WHATEVER IT TAKES: WORKING OUT A DEBT IN JAMAICA Prologue I turned to look up at Patrick when I heard him say, "Elaine, just a mere two days ago did you ever think you would be giving a blow job to man whom you hardly met - a black man who never got past eighth grade? Life can take some strange twists, can't it?" He stared in to my eyes then reached...
Chapter 6 – Home... And Beyond The sky brightened slightly, waking me and signaling the impending arrival of my last sunrise in Cuba. I got up and closed the curtains. Felicita was still sleeping peacefully. I returned to her and she squeezed me tightly. I watched her for a while, then fell asleep wrapped around her. When I woke the second time, it was jus...
Customs officer Jagpade pulled out the polythene packet filled with white power from its hiding place in the lining of the suitcase and held it up with an accusing glare at the owner of the suitcase. Deepika's face turned whiter than the powder in the packet. She stammered "I...I...it's not mine. I don't know where that came from and how it got in my suitca...
James was his name. Not Jim or Jimmy, Just James. To friends, enemies, lovers, haters: "James." He could have been a quarterback, at 6'3" with powerful muscles and eagle sharp eyes. He could have been a sailor, as his face showed a deep tan, and crinkles about his eyes. He could have been a lot of things, but he was only one: a spy. Not a "Bond, James Bon...
This is an introduction to the land of Illakia, where all my stories are set. Not a story, more of a travel guide. Hopefully this will give you a better background to my Illakian stories. If you have any more questions or have noticed something I have not thought of, email me, write your question in a review or write to me in the forums and I may put togethe...