July 11th, 2019 -- by Bacchus
Swimming With A Friendly Octopus
Her people wondered why she went swimming so often, but they never imagined she had made a new friend under the sea:
Art is by Typo.
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July 9th, 2019 -- by Bacchus
How To Get Bitten
There aren’t too many circumstances short of raw violence under which a fellow who gets a vicious dick biting can be said to have had it coming. But this right here falls squarely in the “no jury would convict her” category:
From an old National Lampoon strip by Shary Flenniken.
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July 7th, 2019 -- by Bacchus
Exercise For Her Man-Toy
It’s not entirely clear from this perspective what means this slim young mistress is using to require her man-toy to run along so closely behind her Jeep. But since his hands appear to be tied behind his back, it stands to reason that she’s attached his — well, something — to the spare tire rack on the back:
Don’t stumble, don’t fall, my dude!
Artwork is from Kitan Club.
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July 5th, 2019 -- by Bacchus
She Feels Unappreciated
Too much wine? Working too hard? Just a dull lout? Whatever his problem, the woman in his bed feels unappreciated:
From a 1920 issue of Le Rire.
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July 3rd, 2019 -- by Bacchus
4th of July Kink.com Super Sale 2019
Kinky 4th of July! Yeah, I know; it’s a holiday under strain just now. But when the going gets tough, the tough get kinky — isn’t that how the saying goes? Honestly, a big sale with huge discounts on all eighty Kink Unlimited channels sounds like the best kind of fireworks to me:
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July 3rd, 2019 -- by Bacchus
A Friendly Evening On The Couch
One of the better evenings in, when “Netflix and chill” leads, as it so often does, to better things:
Art is by Sparrow.
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July 2nd, 2019 -- by Bacchus
Marooned Sailor Doesn’t Want To Share
Some people in my Twitter feed were mocking a load of gender-essentialist TERF nonsense that I didn’t actually pay attention to, but which apparently consisted of elaborate last-humans-alive shipwreck fantasies designed to make some sort of nonsense point about reproductive plumbing being more important than gender identity. I dunno, I wasn’t there, you guys aren’t paying me enough to read that stuff.
What brought me into the conversation was somebody’s observation that women in these castaway fantasies are never allowed any sexual agency; it’s always assumed they are free for the fucking by whatever man washes up on the same beach with them. So I shared this 1950s cartoon recently seen on ErosBlog as a reinforcing example of the trope.
Just now I remembered that Bondage Blog recently published yet another perfect illustration of that notion. In this one, the castaway women are explicitly reduced to bondage fuck-chattel of no agency whatsoever, and the cartoon is about a desperate bluff by the dude currently in possession to avoid sharing “his” island harem:
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