According to a recent study, 50% of British women can’t identify their reproductive parts on a diagram. That seems a bizarrely high number. I’ve no idea how accurate this study is, but it would explain a pet peeve of mine: Erotic fiction that gets all the body parts wrong when it starts describing the details of an encounter. There’s nothing like a vagina being licked or a cervix penetrated to ruin a steamy story. I remember one particularly strange example that seemed to think the female protagonist had a prostate. That would have come as a bit of a shock to her gynecologist. I always assumed it was male authors not having a clue, but maybe it’s a more widespread problem than that.
Hopefully the gentleman above knows exactly where he’s sticking his tongue. The image is signed AD, but I don’t have a better attribution than that. Amusingly, when I do a Google reverse image search it suggests that the image is about “Delayed onset muscle soreness”. Maybe she’s had him there for a while?
A job well done
Somebody here looks pretty pleased with themselves. There’s a nice contrast between her perky cheerful pose and his well welted ass. I’m guessing his expression would be slightly less cheerful.
I’m afraid I don’t have an attribution for this. Feel free to help me out via the comments section.
Updated: Thanks to my ever vigilant readers I can now attribute this as Cassie Hunter aka The Hunteress. She’s an English pro-domme who appears to have retired just in the last month.
For the man who knows his place
It wasn’t till I was writing my previous post on Eric Kroll that I realized that he’d edited one of the definitive books on Eric Stanton. Artwork from the book kept popping up on my Eric Kroll image searches, and I couldn’t understand why. At first I assumed the search engines were just getting confused between the two Eric’s, but then I looked a little more closely and spotted the connection. So not only has Mr Kroll produced some great photographs, he has also honored one of the great femdom artists.
Oddly enough it’s actually a book I’ve owned for years, so I really should have known. I brought it in the late 90’s in a sex shop in Soho. This was a time when commercial internet porn was still in its infancy, and I still occasionally popped into shops for femdom material. It was strange to see a serious looking, hardback book featuring vintage femdom artwork sitting on the counter next to random wank mags. I’ve no idea what else I brought that day, probably some long lost edition of Cruella magazine, but I’ve still got the book. It moved almost 5,000 miles with me to Seattle and is now sitting on a shelf between my Sandman collected editions and a bunch of Garth Ennis books. If you’re an Eric Stanton fan, it’s definitely something to consider getting.
Eric Kroll
A few weeks back I featured a photograph from the erotic and fetish photographer Eric Kroll. By odd coincidence, just a short while later, I came across this ErosBlog post on a GoFundMe page for Eric. He’s trying to keep his enormous collection of material together and keep a roof over his head. I’ve a real soft spot for old school erotic/fetish photographers who worked in the pre-internet days, and I suspect a number of my readers feel the same way. If you do then maybe consider contributing to his GoFundMe. As an added bonus, any donation over $30, gets you a signed print from Eric.
The image below was taken by Eric and features the famous domme Isabella Sinclair with submissive Lystra, taken from this sequence.
Playing through depression
This article on dealing with depression in the context of an M/s relationship is one of the more powerful and thought provoking ones that I’ve featured. I’ve suffered through a couple of bouts of depression in my life, and I really can’t imagine how challenging it would have been to handle that and the complexity of BDSM simultaneously. Kinky play is incredibly exhilarating, but also takes a tremendous amount of energy from me. I think I’d be terrified of the cocktail of powerful emotions going sour on me and leaving me a heap on the floor. Brain chemistry is a scary thing, and both depression and BDSM are serious ways to mess with it.
I’ve no idea what’s a suitable image to accompany this kind of article, so here’s a nice shot of a M/s type dynamic,
I am not a horse!
Tattoo’s (as discussed in yesterday’s post) aren’t the only form of permanent marking available for kinky play. Branding is another option, assuming you’re into edge play, pain and body modification. While tattoo’s seem very personal and intimate, branding has a more objectifying element, thanks to the association with cattle. Although apparently some cattle do actually enjoy it.
The artwork below is from the prolific Eric Stanton. I particularly like the “I’m not a horse!” line. I guess it’s possible the next panel could have had her apologizing profusely for confusing him with a horse and letting him go, but probably not.
Marks of a different sort
Vice magazine has an article on people who use tattoo’s as part of BDSM scenes. I was aware of people in heavy D/s dynamics using tattoos for ownership/bonding, but I’d never really thought about the act of giving them being part of a scene. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. Needle play is a scene thing. So is writing on bodies. So is permanent marking like branding or scarification. It’s therefore hardly surprising people would want to combine all three.
Maybe it’s the boring middle-aged tattoo free guy in me, but it seems a pretty scary thing to do. Not in the marking itself, but in the potential after effects. Scenes are very transitory, and relationships can come and go. Those you have when your young and exploring new sexual dynamics are particularly vulnerable. I think it’d be one thing to regret tattoo’s you picked yourself, and quite another to regret a “My little cum slut” tattoo you got from a domme you dated a decade ago.
These body writing shots are from a Japanese femdom video.
The Fall
My latest binge watch series on Netflix is The Fall starring Gillian Anderson and Jamie Dornan. In many ways it’s a conventional modern police procedural – serial killer (Dornan) tortures and murders women while brilliant cop (Anderson) leads a team trying to stop him. It certainly doesn’t lack for the common tropes of the genre. However, as this Atlantic article explains, it has some interesting things to say about feminism, female power and sexuality.
In some ways it reminds me of Prime Suspect, starring Helen Mirren, which I’ve written about previously. The difference is that Prime Suspect (a 90’s show) focused on Mirren dealing with the sexism and macho culture of the police. A lot of the drama derived from her trying to both catch the culprit while simultaneously dealing with her neanderthal colleagues. In contrast Anderson’s character operates in a far more modern police culture, where women can do a job without having to constantly prove themselves or face down sexist remarks. That leaves room to address more nuanced issues like consent, female sexuality and the Madonna/whore complex. It feels like progress that this kind of show can tackle these more nuanced issues, and not have to make the fact that a women is in a position of power the main dramatic element.
I was never a fan of the X-Files, and so never really got the cult that built up around Mulder and Scully. However, after watching this series, I can understand the appeal of Gillian Anderson. She’s a very talented actress, and it’s fun to watch her play a powerful, intelligent and sexually forceful character.
Swipe right for handymen
I’m not sure how I feel about this article on women using Tinder to get chores done around their home. The assumptions about which gender can do what chores is kind of depressing in itself, but let’s set that aside for the moment. Are these smart ingenious women making use of their natural talents to smooth their progress through the world? Or are they deceitfully conning lonely men into wasting their time and efforts? Or is simply a repeat of an age old scenario that has played out throughout history, with a modern tinder twist?
Miss Maya Sinstress certainly isn’t opposed to the concept (from this MF thread)…
I love watching naked 25 year old boys get all sweaty fixing things around My house. That’s foreplay for Me.
I’m afraid I don’t have an attribution for this image.
Hot for teacher
Teachers and classrooms are a staple of porn. That’s not really surprising given it offers a setting for a strong authority figure and a transgressive age difference. Also most people can remember a time when their hormones were gushing and there was a particularly attractive teacher that caught their eye. It represents a formative time for sexuality and fantasies.
Of course where you find classrooms, you also find blackboards and teaching notes. Spotting what porn creators choose to put on their blackboards can often be entertaining. Somebody even created a blog specifically for this topic, which features a quite ridiculous level of analysis. Typically the blackboards are full of random nonsense that looks somewhat academic. The example below is one of the few cases where the blackboard actually relates to the porn scene in question. There’s a scared looking semi-naked man with a collar and leash. I’m not exactly sure what the writing is, but I’d guess it relates to the best way to torture said man. That’s my kind of lesson.
This is from the Team Rinryu site.