This is ramblings about me, who I am and a few strange situations in my life as seen and experienced from my point of view. Believe what you will, not what you don’t, if you have questions lemme know. Anonymity emboldens me so I’ll be more candid and unrestrained in my honesty.
I am not the original writer of this story. The original and concept belongs entirely to Baguss who has not been able to be contacted. I have re-published it here as it increasingly disappears from search engines. The story remains the same; a Beauty Queen learns her place after a vicious catfight. It has been edited and re-formatted and contains acts of non-consensual sex and violence, if this is likely to offend you please go no further.
Mulatto New Orleans journalist Clément LeBrand, now living in German because of his fetish for fourteen-year-old boys but willing as well to lay for men, is offered an assignment in Senegal with photographer and lover Andre to track down a legendary humanitarian doctor, Gunther Schmidt, running a clinic there. He finds that Schmidt not only shares Clément's fetish but is partial to whips and would like to enjoy Clément too.
English archeologist Hendricks, finishing a season's tomb dig in Egypt's El Faiyum Desert in the first decade of the 20th century, has brought his excavated treasures and teenage servant boys to a tent hotel on Qaraum Lake for the annual loot split with Prince Nuri's Ministry of Antiquities. Hendricks, the prince, and the prince's factotum, Husani Hamide, all share a preference for teenage boys. This preference becomes embroiled in the negotiations over the treasure split.
A woman enters an elevator in an ordinary office building with a sole male passenger. Suddenly it stops and the lights go out. What happens next is shocking.