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June 24th, 2012 -- by Bacchus

Ultimate Surrender: NOT Scripted Like Pro Wrestling

I’d have said this was fairly obvious, but apparently it’s not. In a series of tweets, kickass porn wrestler (it’s like “pro wrestler” with less clothes and more sexual humiliation for the loser) Rain DeGrey persuasively explains that the Ultimate Surrender sexual wrestling bouts are not scripted:

Cant believe how often people ask me if Ultimatesurrender is scripted. Are u kidding me? Do u have ANY idea how hard that would be to fake?!

As someone who was banging the director of US for 3 years, if it was scripted I should of been winning a lot more matches then I did!

None of my matches are scripted, everything is real & each victory I earn through time practicing on the mat & working out all the damn time

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February 1st, 2012 -- by Bacchus

Hating On Sluts And Whores: Sour Grapes

Y’all know I don’t believe in sluts. But even if I did, it’s always been a mystery to me why your average man might object to them.

Self-described fetish model and BDSM porn starlet Rain DeGrey says it’s a simple case of sour grapes (if you don’t remember your Aesop, click here):

When someone is hating on SLUTS & WHORES, what it really means is they are upset the sluts aren’t paying any attention to THEM.

Thanks to Bondage Blog for spotting this.

 
October 6th, 2017 -- by Bacchus

Boot Smut

Yesterday @isabeldrelder tweeted that “@GothCharlotte really likes my boots and the way they feel when I step on her so we made a lil smut” along with two photos, of which this is part of one:

walking on Charlotte Sartre with sparkly boots

We know (because inquiring minds wanted to) that the awesome sparkle boots are Dr. Martens and that “a long ass video” was made and is presumably forthcoming.

Technical postscript: This post begins a transition away from relying upon Twitter’s standard embeds, especially for media. I am starting to notice signs that Twitter no longer reliably serves embedded tweets; see, e.g., two of four tweets in this post from 2012. Although that doesn’t matter for textual content of embedded tweets (which I’ve still got no matter what Twitter does) it does result in loss of any multimedia content.

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March 17th, 2015 -- by Bacchus

Your Dick Pics, And Who Loves Them

This goes out to all of you merry gentlemen who like to take and share pictures of your dick. Some of you will already grok this but my impression is that too few of you do:

Dick Pics: You are missing your target market.

 
June 15th, 2014 -- by Bacchus

Porn, For The Experience

The next time you hear someone claim that porn stars are a bunch of exploited victims who obviously must have have been coerced into making porn by the depravity of their economic circumstances, here’s a counter-example you can point them at. In Rain DeGray’s Why I Accidentally Became A Porn Star, she cites a reason that has absolutely nothing to do with the money:

I became a professional naked person because it was the safest way for me to live out my fantasies, to live them out in such a way that I never would of gotten to do if I had remained a civilian, no matter how kinky and perverse and hedonistic that civilian might be.

Don’t believe me? Let me run an example by you. Say it is your fondest desire to experience a gangbang. The idea of being stuffed full of cock in every hole with extra cock available for your greedy little hands is such a turn on you find yourself drooling a little at the mere thought of it. You, must, you need, you CRAVE that experience. So you go to set one up.

First the scheduling is a nightmare. Tom is free on Tuesday but there is no way he can do Weds. Jack is ONLY available on Weds. Matt can’t do it this week, but is available next week, when both Tom and Jack are out of town. And then can you guarantee that everyone going to show up STD free? With the papers to prove it? Those tests run up to $250 a pop. Is everyone willing to shell out $250 to get in on that gangbang? And are they even going to be able to perform once they get there? Or is it going to be a forest of limp and flaccid cock and a bunch of guys staring shamefacedly at their toes? And are they going to be reasonably attractive? Or is it going to be a 350 pound guy named Bubba with a hairy back that has not seen the business end of soap in over a week enthusiastically trying to cram his weenie up your butthole?

Wow. That gangbang sounds like a damn nightmare now, doesn’t it? Whereas if I were to do one on film, I know for a fact everyone will show up, everyone will be able to perform, everyone has clean paperwork and is going to easy on the eyes to boot. Being a professional naked person gives me opportunities that I would never in a million years be able to experience otherwise.

In porn, every single day is Halloween. You get to play dress up, look amazing in the hair and makeup provided, be in the coolest and most unusual situations, fool around with the hottest people and have the best sex on the planet. In the SAFEST of all possible circumstances. These people are professionals.

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