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August 30th, 2011 -- by Bacchus

Nuns At A Black Mass

 
August 29th, 2011 -- by Bacchus

Horse Women

They always go out together for a morning ride. Or at least, that’s what their husbands think they are doing:

equestrienne lesbians kissing in the morning sunlight

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August 28th, 2011 -- by Bacchus

The Legion Of Violent Lovers

Join the Legion, see the world, outrage respectable women in the streets thereof?

sex crazed foreign legion men

From an ancient men’s magazine, with the caption: “Citizens who are wise keep their wives and daughters off the streets when the love-starved Legionnaires come to town!”

 
August 25th, 2011 -- by Bacchus

CBT And Bad Attention

I’ve always figured that the men who enjoy cock and ball torture (CBT for short) have bought in (a bit more seriously than most of us) to the old adage “There’s no such thing as bad attention.” I’m not with them — I want the wire brush, the electrified alligator clips, and the screw clamps kept the hell away from my tender bits!

heavy CBT

Via Kinky Delight.

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August 25th, 2011 -- by Bacchus

Kayden Kross on Degradation

Here’s what porn star Kayden Cross has to say about being degraded:

I had an arsenal of stupid resolve when I came in [to porn]. I was against more than one dick in a scene, and against facials, and against degradation and things that I was told were degrading. I’ve since decided that the most degrading thing of all is being told by strangers that they have a better sense of when I’m being degraded than I do. I’ve also decided that degradation is simply lovely when you’re asking for it, especially when you’re begging for it on your knees with your makeup streaming down your face and you can taste your own sweat and you’ve lost all sense of your surroundings save the larger than life cock that is immediately in front of you, baiting you with the kind of intensity that can only come from extremes.

 
August 24th, 2011 -- by Bacchus

Gymnast Costume Failure

Does anybody watch gymnastics without hoping for moments like this?

athletic clothing failure

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August 24th, 2011 -- by Bacchus

10,000 Foul Mouthed Teenagers

As a middle-aged gamer who simply can’t twitch my mouse as fast as a thirteen-year-old, I tend to gravitate toward games that reward patience, experience, and higher-level strategies. Does this keep bunny-hopping tweeners from teabagging my corpse? No it does not. But it helps.

Despite my coping strategies, however, there remain days when I feel like I’m swimming in a cesspool of pre-teen immaturity. Which is why this webcomic made me laugh so hard:

What It’s Like To Play Online Games As A Grownup

online gamers

(Click to read the whole thing.)

My favorite line: “And they stink of Mountain Dew and Ritalin, sir.”‘

One must be fair, though. There’s a heavy selection bias at work here. On the internet, nobody knows you’re eleven — unless you act like the stereotype of the obnoxious eleven-year-old gamer. I’ve played many an hour with perfectly civilized, decently-skilled, strategic gamers who were better than me at some stuff, only to be stunned to hear them key up on the in-game voice channels with a beardless voice.

The gamers who are the most frightening opponents, though, are the young ones just back from (or on break from) our real-world wars. They have the youthful speed and reflexes, combined with often-relevant training and experience, all topped off with a serious dose of aggression and passion-to-win. Formidable indeed. I like to say that age and treachery always triumphs over youth and skill, but it’s not true as often as I’d like.

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