My trip through Tibet had been great. One day I wandered into a market in Nyalam in the southwest near the border. The food, the clothing, all of it seemed so surreal - a palpable energy flowed through the streets. There was something about this particular place that grabbed me. I bought some sweet tea and wandered around somewhat aimlessly and found myself...
"There you are. Come now, it's time to get started." Again there is something about the tone, commanding, powerful. Not domineering, well perhaps a bit, but not the brusk way a male Dom might talk, but very effective -- you obey without thinking, and follow her. As you reach the front of the room the lights start to dim. While it's mid-afternoon, there are...
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My name is Adam Wong. A young Chinese man living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I moved here from the People's Republic of China in the summer of 2009. I attend Carleton University, where I major in Civil Engineering. As the story starts, I'm walking out of the Police Station in downtown Ottawa where I had to clear my name due to an unfortunate...
"Let's get out of here," Amal Abdirahman said softly, and Haika Livni nodded in agreement, disgusted by what she'd just heard on the bus. The older Arab man sitting across from them looked angrily at the two young gay men, one black and one white, who got on the 95 bus at Tunney's Pasture Station, hand in hand, and shook his head, apparently disturbed by wha...
Author's note: This story has elements of fantasy, non-human, female submissive, abduction, ponygirl, and non-consent/reluctance. There are also mild bondage, punk and catfighting themes. Please do skip it if these elements are unappealing to you. It is a kinda weird, and definitely not for everyone. Please do not read this if you are 18, are not allowe...
"Excuse me please, ma'am, are you Ethiopian?" I asked the tall, slender yet curvy, raven-haired and brown-skinned young woman standing behind the counter at the little shop located inside Lincoln Gardens Station in the west end of Ottawa, Ontario. I knew the answer, of course, since Ethiopians and Eritreans have a distinct look, but I really wanted to make c...
I've done some strange things in my day. You name it, I've done it. People got no idea how freaky I am. And I like it that way. This is the story of who I am, what I've done and how in Hell I managed to keep it all out of the public domain. My name is Jefferson Haworth Brown and I am a Congressman currently serving the State of Massachusetts. One of the few...
Do you like large women? Does the sight of large beauties turn you on? If so, here at the Big House Brothel, we have a bevy of large women for you. We're embarking on a trip to go meet plenty of them. It's going to be something, folks. You're going to see large women doing all kinds of freaky things. Oral sex. Anal sex. Group sex. It's all good down here. Do...
Prologue: There Are Limits Inspired by the new Bioware MMO set in the Star Wars universe. I own none of the characters, obviously. * Ensign Peters was dead. When Sulmad had threatened to go to his superior, he'd gone for his blaster. Fool or not, slow or not, ally (allegedly) or not you pulled a blaster on the smuggler, you died. Shooting to wound was...