Cryptids of the Congo..

In darkest Africa there lies deep beneath the basin an underworld realm whose mystical and magical power source feeds the energy of the prehistoric creatures who continue to roam the jungle of the surface world. All of these creatures, be they large or small, are mostly male and have lived, just like the Goddess Ayesha and her Zinjhan warriors, for thousands upon thousands of years. Also, just the Zinjhans who guard the primary gate in Kukuanaland and the shapeshifters who guard the other underworld entrances in various parts of the world, including the swamps of the Louisiana bayou, the cryptids also stand guard at various various swamp lakes, such as Lake Moreau.

Kukuanaland- Legends, Lore, Dangers, History and Mystery

"Herrin der Affen" or "Mistress of the Apes"
A short German pornographic film on the
disappearance of Dr. Jane Livingstone Porter

The Swamp Things of Lake Moreau

Only surviving Soviet security footage of Dr. Svetlana Korbet at Lake Moreau prior to her disappearance with the so called "Bolotnaya Tvar' (In English- "Swamp Thing") in 1981

Prequel- Lady J & The Commander

My Master does not like to be called "Master," because, he says, anyone can call themselves that. Rather, he wishes me to call him "Commander," for that is the title he has earned as a soldier in the desert war. He is gentle, kind, loving, poetic, gentle, tender, understanding, patient and selfless. Yet, he can also be very cold and seemingly cruel, which is more of a facade than the reality, for he has seen and witnessed many horrible things, and has had during the course of his life, helped send many men to meet their fate and maker.

The coldness is his defense he says, and it is that cruel coldness that has broken my heart all too often, but despite the resulting pain I have endured over the years, I do know he loves me more than I may and will ever realize. For he has held me at some of my weakest moments and has only wanted me to be the strong and independent woman I am today. I waited all my life for him, and I will do all I can to please and pleasure him, just as he does all he can to please and pleasure me. For years we had fantasized about my living out a truly sensual adventure, until one day it became not just a possibility, but finally a reality.

This is our story of how my erotic journey began...

The Peril of Lady Jane

"I shuddered with each drive, with each acceptance of my own violation, my own rape. I looked into the creature's black eyes, and wondered in that moment of intimate defilement if I loved him. Such a brute, such a savage to show me so violently the pleasures of womanhood. Could I ever be satisfied by anything less than him? Could a fair-haired boy of my own species ever give me such vile delights? I touched the creature's face with loving fingers, staring passionately into his eyes, which I saw held a love and gentleness that mankind could never understand..."
-From the Journal and Sketchbook of Dr. Jane -Livingstone-Porter, daughter of Stanley Livingstone-Porter, which was found after her disappearance in the Congo basin, in 1857
(Sketch Courtesy of Sir Hillary Hill)
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