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December 12th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

More Vintage Fetish Fuel

Sure a vintage photograph like this will be fetish fuel for somebody. And if not, at least it’s proof that people have been doing, and taking pictures of, some kinky shit, for a long time. What we have here is the cropped version of a photo from the 1930s featuring a woman in a skin-tight latex outfit from which the nipple area has been removed:

1930s boobless latex outfit

If you click for the uncropped version, of course she’s wearing high heels, too.

Was it originally supposed to be art, or porn? I have no idea.

Update: Possibly a photo of Yva Richards.

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December 12th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

Sand And Wild Roses

vintage beach nude

This is Sand And Wild Roses from 1909, by photographer Alice Boughton, as seen in the collection of the musée d’Orsay in Paris.

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December 11th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

Gay Panic: The Mental Movies?

When I was a much younger man, I spent a few years living in San Francisco. My social crowd was students, mostly from out-of-town like me, and I knew a lot of people who were (in that benighted era) if not openly homophobic, at least deeply uncomfortable with San Francisco’s status as a gay Mecca. I’ll never forget the look of horror on one male friend’s face when the two of us were approached at a crosswalk and accosted with “you two are such a lovely couple … won’t you please sign this petition for [gay cause]?”

I myself didn’t go into many bars, due to lack of funds; but I heard a lot of talk about the bar scene from my wealthier friends. And as they discussed the bar scene, one common theme quickly became clear: they lived in horror of accidentally walking into a gay bar.

Now, that’s a mistake I made myself, on several occasions; most notably, when I heard the strains of country music coming out of a place called the Wagon Wheel II down on Mission Street. I was all “A country bar? In San Francisco? This I got to see!” So I walked in, saw a lot of chaps wearing assless chaps, and said to myself “Friend, tonight’s goal of meeting a lonely heterosexual woman is not going to be achieved in this place.” And then I walked out again. Miraculously, I was unharmed by the experience.

Thus, it was never entirely clear to me what my friends were afraid of, precisely. I gathered there was some sort of social stigma or faux pas associated with the error, but they acted more like they expected to be hustled into the back and duct taped into a gunny sack with a little hole kept open for the mouth.

I thought of all this when I saw a couple of galleries from the newish gay bondage site Bound In Public. Except for the fact that these models are having way too much fun, I think I’ve finally found photographic illustrations of what my friends were afraid would happen to them if they walked into the wrong gay bars:

DJ is tied up in a public bar

Shane Frost tied bare-assed in front of fifty people in a gay bar

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December 10th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

Squeezing Angelina Jolie

Don’t mock, you’d squeeze her bottom too, if you could get away with it like he can:

Brad Pitt squeezing Angelina Jolie\'s ass

Via the Chross Guide To The Spanking Internet (where this image is sheepishly presented as “not really on topic”.

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December 10th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

Ravished By Clowns?

I’m not sure if I buy the “ravished” tag that Vintage Lust attributes to this ancient photo; it seems to me that the lady may just be hiding her face from the camera in mock/dramatic shame. But I’d really like to know what’s up with the funky hat that Ruffian #2 is wearing. Is he a clown? A professional lurker? The Wicked Witch of WaldoLand? What?

two carnies have their way with a dramatic woman

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December 9th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

Is ICE Your Admin?

This is one of those strange cases where the factual circumstances surrounding what happened make it hard to work up any particular high dudgeon, but the implications of what happened are still unsettling to those of us who are zealous about our privacy.

Violet Blue provided the link to The Smoking Gun. And the story went like this:

A porn site operated out of the Philippines had a really boneheaded user chat setup with two critical features — you could use it without identifying yourself (reasonable enough, considered in isolation) and you could use it to swap files with other users. To this, apparently, was added the third “feature” — namely, that the owners of the site didn’t appear to be moderating or attempting to limit how this feature set was used or misused.

The result was, I suppose, inevitable. Random creeps began file swapping unsavory-looking files. The actual content of those files, we dunno — we have a link to an ICE affidavit characterizing them as child pornography, but then, these are agents of the same agency that prosecutes people for dirty Simpsons cartoons, so who the fuck knows?

So anyway, what happened was, an ICE agent noticed the file-swapping behavior and contacted the site administrators to ask for IP addresses of some of the file-swapping individuals. (Not stated, but implicit, is that since much of this chat was happening in private rooms or in person-to-person chats, the ICE agent was probably engaging in the swaps in order to be identifying targets of interest. Sometimes I think 90% of the alleged seedy underbelly of the internet is undercover agents of various powers attempting to entrap each other.)

The site administrators, it turned out, were wondrously cooperative. They didn’t just hand over some IP addresses upon request — they gave the ICE agent an administrative login, so he could monitor and log every chat and file and IP address on the site.

For 16 months.

Now, I hate the idea of child pornography as much as the next person, and if that had been my site, I’d have stamped out the feature that attracted the traders as soon as I began to comprehend what was happening on my site. Random unregistered strangers swapping who-knows-what files on my server? I’d much rather have cockroaches and bedbugs and snakes. {shudder-shudder-shudder} So, it never would have survived long enough for ICE to notice. Having a feature like that is just boneheaded and asking for trouble.

So, on the one hand, I’ve got no particular sympathies for that specific situation. But on the other hand, does anybody else get the heebie-jeebies, thinking about federal law enforcement running around compiling complete back-end site logs from all the various internet sites that people use?

Think about that, the next time you’re having some hot cyber in the chat room of the dating site of your choice. It could be that ICE is your admin, and your steamy sex chat is being logged — along with everything else happening on the site — for future analysis. Not because they got a warrant, but because they saw something, somewhere on the site, that they wanted a closer look at, and your admin said “Sure! Have a login and password.”

 
December 8th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

Blindfolded Manga Girl

She’s on display, but she can’t see anything herself:

manga girl wearing a blindfolded and holding her pussy lips open for display

I found it here, and I think the title is [いのまる] 放送室のトライアングル 全4話 (if that means anything to ya.)

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