Reaching In and Around

I hadn’t intended to turn this into a blog of newly discovered artists and artwork, but that has kind of been the theme recently. A lot of new people popping up in my feeds and inbox. In this case the image is from Dutch artist SleinadFlar. His work is a mix of kinks and fetishes, some femdom and some more general BDSM. I particularly liked this one for the contrast between her very composed and elegant appearance and his obvious vulnerability.

You can find more from Flar, including information on commissions, over at his DeviantArt site.

Vanishing Vice

Vice Media is killing a lot of jobs and its primary web site. You can read about some of the business shenanigans behind all that here. It’s bankrupt and shifting to publishing purely via other sites.

While it has been a controversial outlet, with an abhorrent founder, I’ll be sad to see it go. While it definitely wasn’t above kinky clickbait, it had some of the better kink coverage in mainstream media. Looking back I linked to its articles fairly often. For example, on kinky therapists, on gooning, on fin-domme, on pro-domme sessions, etc.

It’s funny how the internet is simultaneously so permanent and also impermanent. It’s true that it’s almost impossible to erase a salacious photograph, an unwise tweet or an incriminating screenshot. Yet at the same time, whole sites can be wiped out in seconds. Hundreds of years of work involving thousands of people gone. Just traces left in archive sites and inaccessible local copies.

Last night I was watching a documentary on the origin of the British Exchequer and it mentioned their earliest records – in the form of pipe rolls – date back to 1130. They form a series from then until 1833, just over 700 years. What are the odds that any of our current electronic records will still be as accessible in 2724?

I’ve no idea what femdom image best suits the failure of a major media company, so let’s run with that medieval theme instead. This is the unmistakably work of Augustine.

We’re Back, Baby!

Eagle eyed readers may have spotted a few issues with this site over the last couple of weeks. At first it was flaky and randomly unresponsive. Then it fell over entirely. This was down to my old hosting company who  – and  I say this with no malice or hyperbole – turned out to be a useless shower of bastards. Multiple support tickets filed generated zero response, so I can only assume they’re about to go belly up and everyone competent has either been fired or quit.

Fortunately I managed to move the site to a new host who have been both responsive and amazingly helpful to date. Unfortunately, the only site back-up I had available to restore was from 2 years ago. Meaning that the last 2 years of posts  – around 350 of them – have vanished from the site. You’ll observe that the post previous to this one is dated from December 2020.  Potentially I could rebuild content using the Web Archive Site, but I suspect I’m just going to move forward from here. Life is too short to dwell on past screw-ups.

Apologies to everyone whose comments over the past two years have been lost. I promise to implement a better backup strategy moving forward. Hopefully normally blogging service should now be resumed. I’ll start this new era with an image from the artist Faun Songs. It features a young lady doing to a young man what I feel my old hosting company just did to me. Only without any lube, foreplay or happy smiles.

Measuring Progress in Arms and Inches

I love the fact that, despite hanging around kinky websites and social media for decades, I can still discover new things. For example this week, via this twitter thread, I discovered that arm band tattoos are used to indicate interest/progress in fisting. That was news to me.

While it’s definitely not my kink, I did like the comment that Goddess Faustine added to the discussion. She has a mugwort tattoo on her bicep and uses it to measure fisting progress…

So the stalk of the plant is oriented lengthwise along My bicep, and the leaves ascend the stalk from My elbow to shoulder, the further toward My shoulder and away from My elbow the better they’re doing depth progression wise. A lot of fistees enjoy recording progression

I personally don’t think I’ll ever want to explore fisting. I have an irrational fear of things splitting or tearing. However, if I did venture down that path, this sounds like a very beautiful and elegant way to track it.

This lovely selfie of Goddess Faustine is from her twitter feed. She’s a SF based pro-domme and for anyone interested in some mugwort anal action, you can find her session application info here.

Bigly

Everyone knows of Rule 34.  No matter what you can think of, somebody, somewhere, has made porn of it. I’d like to propose a Rule 35. No matter what you can think of, somebody, somewhere, has tried to shove it up their ass.

The latest example of anal play gone spectacularly wrong comes from Italy, where a man (and it’s always a man) managed to lose a 23 inch toy in his colon. Getting it out proved to be quite a medical challenge, and involved a combination of medical wire and catheters.

I guess it’ll at least give him a good anecdote to use the next time he’s with his buddies and trading war stories of accidents and injuries. I can just picture the scene – “You think that’s bad? Did I ever tell you about the time the doctors had to invent an entirely new tool to go fishing in my asshole? It all started one night with a 2 foot sex toy and a industrial sized tub of lube…”

This is not (as far as I know) the sex toy in question. However, I do imagine that Miss Marilyn’s expression resembles the look on the doctors faces when they finally extracted the toy in question. You can see more of Miss Marilyn at her clips store. My thanks to Jim for the original link to the story.

Pooh’s Hole

I stumbled across a post today that made me laugh and feel bad all at the same time. Obviously, in those circumstances, the only logical thing to do is share it with thousands of people – so here you go.

The bad part comes from linking anal sex to beloved childhood classic. As a child I never watched the Disney version of Winnie-the-Pooh, but I loved and read repeatedly the original books that featured illustrations by E. H. Shephard. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to remember this particular chapter in quite the same way again.

On the funny side, I think it does capture some of the varying emotions of anal sex. I’ve had a few dicks in my time, and a lot of more strap-ons, and it can definitely be a roller-coaster of sensations. There are moments of “OMG! This is awesome!” The occasional “Ouch! Jeez. Not like that.” And of course the dreaded “Uh-oh..what just happened down there? I hope that’s lube…”

I’ll leave you with what seems like an appropriate image in the context of the original link. Although I guess this is more appropriate for a Piglet than a Pooh.

There’s no watermark, but I believe this is Mistress Silver, a UK based pro-domme. She has a professional site here and a twitter feed here.

Wanted: Friendly Barista with Warm Hands

I’m beginning to think that Gwyneth Paltrow has a fetish for getting people to put odd things into their intimate places. There was the vaginal steaming, then the jade eggs and now it’s coffee enemas. Given the amount she charges for this stuff, there might also be an element of fin-domme going on as well.

While some of us would find daily life tough to face without our regular caffeine fix, it’s probably best to avoid taking it anally. The same goes for that other popular social beverage – alcohol. Not sure what the science says about the scene below though. I’m going to guess doctors would cite a lack of prior data and urge caution.

This is the lovely Mistress Eleise De Lacy in a shot for Femme Fatale Films.

Making the internet a tiny bit smarter

I got my first really stupid comment the other day. Given this blog is now over 7 years, that’s surprising. Getting it also made me happy. That’s probably even more surprising.

When I say it was my first, that’s not to say I haven’t had other types of bad comments. My comment spam filter is called into action many times a day. I’ve also had a fair number of silly comments, with guys wanting me to dominate them, or set them up with women in the post photographs, or sell some random bit of equipment they no longer wanted. However, this was my first stupid troll like comment arguing that all kinksters were sick, abused as children, mentally damaged and should all be in therapy.

What made me happy was that it was the work of but a second to delete it from my moderation queue. Some guy had taken a bunch of time to write a lengthy screed, and with the flick of finger it was gone. He could have spent that same time polluting youtube comments, cluttering up a forum site with idiotic posts or sending nasty emails to sex workers. So in some very small way, my swift redirection of his time and effort into the void, made the internet just a little bit smarter.

Of course, we all take happiness where we can find it. In this ladies case, it seems to feature combining her first with his bottom. Quite literally two thumbs up.

I found this somewhere on tumblr. I’m afraid I don’t have an original source. If anyone can help me attribute it, please leave a comment. And if anyone knows the guy involved, please suggest that he should remove his socks before posing for a fisting photograph.

Who told you to stop?

This is from a Lezhin webcomic series called Sadistic Beauty, written by Yunhee Woo and drawn by Geumsan Lee. You can see more panels from the same sequence in this tumblr post. I don’t know anything about it, other than what you see here, but this sequence definitely make me want to explore it further. The first few episodes are free, and after that it’s just a buck or so an episode.

Finger Blast

This is continuing the anal play theme from yesterday’s post. There are two great expressions in this photograph, produced as a result of two (or possibly three) fingers. It’s hard to tell from this shot if this is the start of a fisting session, a prostate massage or the warm to a strap-on. Either way, it should result in plenty more happy expressions.

I’m afraid I don’t have an original source for this image.

Updated: Thanks to a very helpful comment I can now attribute this to Evil Angel and the movie “Knock You Down a Peg” starring Sebastian Keys and Ella Nova.