Tag: Artwork

Souper

After many years writing this blog, I thought I knew about pretty much every sexual kink going. How naïve of me. There’s always something new to learn. Even if that knowledge may be something you could have lived without.

The kink in question is called souper, which is an attraction to sexual secretions like semen and urine soaked in bread. The Wikipedia page describes a particular manifestation as follows…

This specific meaning refers to individuals who take pleasure in consuming food soaked in the urine of others, in particular bread abandoned and later retrieved at public urinals. This practice was popular in Paris and Marseille up until the 1960s and 1970s.

Not to kink shame, but wow, that’s quite the kink. I wonder if they used the traditional French baguette?

Wikipedia also mentions an alternative variation, where people would visit brothels to consume the semen left by customers. Apparently sex workers would sometimes fake the semen with a mix of egg white, urine and a drop of bleach. That doesn’t sound all the appetizing, but was probably safer to eat than the random body fluids of whoever had shown up at the brothel earlier that day.

Personally, while I do have a bit of a kink for bodily fluids, I like them with unimpeachable provenance and fresh from the source. No added carbs.


This drawing of men about to experience some forced consumption is by Annmo Night.

Toshio Saeki

Continuing the theme of Japanese artists, this emotive scene is by the illustrator Toshio Saeki. I say emotive, as I can’t imagine it provoking a neutral reaction. There’s a lot going on and any number of scenarios and dynamics that the viewer can project into it. It really works for me, but YMMV.

I’ve featured Toshio Saeki in a past post, but I think it was lost in the big blog blow up from a couple of years ago. His work is kinky, explicit and often extreme. Sadly, only a small fraction is femdom.

Hindsight

Apologies in advance. This is going to be a self-indulgent ramble.

Writing my last post got me thinking about my interests as a child. As I mentioned there, when I was very young I liked model villages and dioramas. I remember how much fun I had building shoebox sized miniature gardens for competitions in the local village fête. When I got older – maybe 10 or so – I was really into creating my own board games. I used to make the boards and pieces and spend ages coming up with complex rules and figuring how they should all work together. As a teenager I loved computers and writing my own videogames. I learnt Basic and 6502 assembly and spent hours creating self-contained worlds full of sprites I’d plotted across many sheets of graph paper.

In hindsight there’s a common element to all these interests – control. Well OK, they’re also all nerdy and solitary activities. But control is the bit that’s relevant to this blog. I was the God of the miniature environments I created. Board games might involve other players, but they all had to adopt a defined role and follow the rules I laid down. With a computer – particularly the 8 bit ones of that era – I controlled everything they did. The game world would look and sound just as I made it. They were the ultimate rule followers.

I guess it’s therefore not too surprising that I grew into an adult that has major kinks around control. I never really made the connection before, but that underlying desire to control or be controlled was clearly manifesting in my childhood interests as much as it does in my sexual ones today.

Bondage is a kink closely associated with control and was the first kinky thing I can remember fantasizing about. Even when I didn’t know what kink or bondage really was.

This artwork is (I believe) by Junji Ito, a Japanese manga artist.

Cut Away

This wonderful drawing gave me an odd flashback to my early childhood. I used to love cut away drawings, particularly of towns and houses. They had the same kind of appeal as model villages or dioramas. Tiny little worlds you could peer into. This is very much the adult version of that.

The artist is the talented KouYou, sourced from here. I’ve featured some of their past work here and here.

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.

Mysterious Ways

Apologies for the gap in posting. I’m traveling and that’s been messing with my schedule.

If I’m honest, I’m feeling a little maudlin tonight. I normally enjoy dining in restaurants alone. Being brought food and wine while I read a book is my non-kinky happy place. Seeing groups or couples having fun never bothers me. What makes me sad is couples who have nothing to say to each other. There was a beautiful and elegant woman who sat across the room from me tonight and totally pinged my domme-dar. She was with an older man, who barely said a word to her through a 2hr+ meal. I’d like to think she was a sex worker making serious bank for the hours they were there. But probably not. Life’s far too short to spend time with people who don’t spark joy.

This is by the Scottish painter Jack Vettriano.

Red Scare

If there’s one Femdom related word that sets my teeth on edge it’s paypig. Not sure exactly why. Just one of those things – like wacky capitalization – that grates against my eyeball anytime I see it.

I mention it because the word is scattered all across this Vice article on communist findommes. I guess it makes more sense in that context than most, given that capitalist pig is a well worn epithet. I’m very much not an expert on communism, but I was under the impression that neither Marx nor Engels were fans of sex work.

While most pro-dommes I’ve met are unsurprisingly socially liberal, a good percentage were also pretty capitalist. I guess it comes with running a small business and the constant hustle that requires. You need a fairly wide entrepreneurial streak to make a success of any small business, let alone one that faces constant legal and social hurdles.

This image has been manipulated and reposted a bunch, but I think the original source is DomNX on DeviantArt.

The New Voight-Kampff Test

Ridley Scott’s may have produced a masterpiece of sci-fi in his movie Blade Runner, but he did get one thing very wrong – The Voight-Kampff Test. That was the test used to distinguish humans from the movie’s AI replicants. He imagined a series of questions designed to provoke an emotional response where, as we all know now, he should have just asked them to draw a pair of hands. AI might take just a few seconds to write an essay, beat a chess grandmaster and run a scam mimicking your grandmother, but it still seems to struggling to figure out fingers.

Here’s a good couple of examples from the Femdom realm. In the first one she appears to have two fingernails on her pinkie and his hand has been chopped off and dropped somewhere behind her. In the second her finger is merging into the phone. Its also unclear where her right leg is. Somebody needs to send these AIs to Anatomy 101.

I’m not sure who (or what) originally created these. I sourced them via Madam Is All.

Attacking for the 3rd Time

I don’t have a giantess kink, but I figure I might have a few readers with a love for enormous ladies. If so, they’re in luck, as there’s a remake of the sci-fi classic ‘Attack of the 50 Woman’ on the way. This’ll actually be the third version, after the 1958 original and 1993 remake. The new one will be directed by Tim Burton. I’ve not loved a lot of his recent movies, but I thought his Wednesday series was fun, so hopefully this’ll continue that trend.

Guido Crepax

This artwork is by the Italian artist Guido Crepax. Based on this tweet it’s circa 1980. Searching through past posts, I’m kind of surprised to discover I’ve not featured his art before. He was a significant creator of erotic art through the 60’s, 70’s and 80’s, with the character Valentina being his most famous creation. While he wasn’t a femdom illustrator, kink is a common theme in his work. The Lambiek Comiclopedia has a good article on him if you’re interested to learn more.