In the comments to yesterday’s post I was reminded of the story of Reverend Gary Aldridge by Miss Margo. It’s another story of self-bondage by a man of God, although with a slightly unhappier ending. Rather than handcuffs, the pastor employed a couple of wetsuits, rubberized underwear, a leather belt and a face and head mask. He complemented this with a dildo in the anus and a hog tie plus ligature combination. Self-bondage is a risky activity at the best of times. Coupling it with autoerotic asphyxiation and a diving suit (or two) and you’re looking at the person voted most likely to be found dead in a horribly embarrassing situation.
I’m certainly not someone who’d critique the Reverend on his kink of choice. I just spent an evening wrapped in much leather with an electrified plug up the butt and a metal probe down the urethra. Freaky is fine. Just don’t do it alone. If you’d like to try some bondage and butt play, just hook up with someone like the young lady below. I’m sure she’ll be happy to fill your need. Although you might want to be prepared in case she calls you up the next day and asks if you’ve still got her wristwatch.
For anyone who doesn’t recognize it, the post title is an internet meme. Autopsy reports use that phrase and it has become an in-joke on some forums. Somebody will post a strange sex story and the response will be “Yes, but was the anus unremarkable?”
Thanks for the shout-out, paltego!
Whenever I read Aldridge’s autopsy report, I always want to know more. Clearly, the man cultivated his rubber and bondage fetish over a long, long period of time. Did he ever tell anyone about it? Did he have an online presence? Did he ever get caught by his family (because to pour himself into all that rubber and then tie himself up, he’d need at least a few hours or privacy)?
Here’s another case that’s stranger than fiction:
http://articles.philly.com/2011-09-14/news/30154678_1_death-pain-s-m-fetish
Domme’s boyfriend suffocates in a scuba suit…in the attic.
Margo
As you say, he clearly had devoted a lot of time and effort to his fetish. You don’t come by all that gear in an afternoon. It’s tempting to say his family must have known, but some people are amazingly good at hiding things and some people are very good at repressing and ignoring what’s in front of them.
The Jade Vixen story was all over Max Fisch when it happened, and so I caught a fair amount of coverage from that. It seemed far less mysterious to me than the Aldridge one, as it seemed obvious everyone knew what was going on. The guy just screwed up and killed himself. It was also case where I thought the coverage was particularly distasteful. There was never any evidence or suggestion that she was in any way to blame for either incident she got caught up in, but there was a lot of insinuation in the articles that there was something fishy about it. Death and sex never brings out the best in the average journalist.
-paltego