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February 1st, 2009 -- by Bacchus

Kinky Love Poem Contest

Today when I wandered over to the Stockroom website I found a poetry contest with a prize worth more than professional poets tend to make upon publication these days. The booty is a special edition pink version of their Bolero Straightjacket:

pink bolero straitjacket

Apparently if pink doesn’t work for you as a prize, they’ll substitute a black one, or even (you fussy winner, you!) their more standard-cut Premium Leather Straightjacket. (The black Bolero has been previously featured on ErosBlog; and now they have a red version as well.)

So fire up your poetical engines and start cranking out some (un)suitable verse! “There once was a man from Nantucket…”

Er, on second thought, I’m pretty sure a limerick is not going to win this one.

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January 31st, 2009 -- by Bacchus

They Found The Ent-Wives!

birch tree shaped like a woman

Image credit: badly needed. (The lack of image credit on this one bothers me more than usual, because it looks like the work of a contemporary art photographer, but I found it on one of those Russian sites full of stolen/uncredited “funny” images. If anybody knows a good attribution, I’ll be happy to hear it.)

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January 30th, 2009 -- by Bacchus

Nipple Nibble

I don’t quite understand why we don’t see more of this sort of thing in bondage porn. There’s many a man out there who never misses an opportunity to grab, pinch, or nibble on an exposed nipple; and what’s bondage good for, if not for preventing those little automatic protective slappy motions that women make as unconsciously (and as necessarily, I’m sure) as they breathe?

bondage nipple biting

Picture is from this shoot at Public Disgrace.

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January 29th, 2009 -- by Bacchus

It Might Lead To Dancing

From the front lines of the hopeless intergenerational war against user-generated, re-mixed youth culture in the internet age:

“Taking nude pictures of yourself, nothing good can come out of it,” said Capt. George Seranko of the Greensburg Police Department.

 
January 25th, 2009 -- by Bacchus

Ancient French Fucking Machines

I have a learned friend — let’s call him “Faustus” — who has a library to make any gentleman proud. He recently sent me an image from Agnes Girard’s Le Sexe Bizarre, with the following note:

Girard’s not-very-informative endnote describes it as “Deux images anciennes de mecano-erotisme, extraites de la revue Maniac, publiee par les editions Astarte. Anonyme – Maniac 5, (ed. Astarte)“, which I would somewhat loosely render “Two old images of sex machines, taken from the serial Maniac (no. 5) published by Astarte.” If you’re further interested, I can attempt a translation of the text in the images themselves.”

As it happens, I’ve seen these images before, in tiny, cropped, overcompressed, illegible .jpg files even worse than the small version below. I’ve never seen them as large and as glorious and as clear (relatively speaking) as the version you’ll see if you click this small one:

french fucking machines

Here are a couple of ruthlessly cropped details:

french fucking machines detail

fucking machines detail

Needless to say, I begged Faustus for his translation assistance, as I have no French beyond a bit of basic cognate recognition. His resulting translation, though not 100% complete, is far better than I would have managed, even with help from my robot friends at Google. Any readers with a better grasp of French, who can thus improve on these efforts, are invited to do so in the comments, but please be gentle; any offense against the noble French language we may have committed is entirely unintentional.

Faustus wrote back:

“The translation turned out to be more challenging than I anticipated, since it involved rather a lot of (1) the kind of French they don’t teach you in high school, (2) somewhat unfamiliar engineering terms and (3) slang, some of which may well be a century old. Some of the print was also small and involved some squinting. So while what I provide represents my best efforts, there are some uncertainties.”

His translation and notes follow:

TOP ILLUSTRATION:

There are really only three captions here. Two rows of dildos labeled “replacement pieces” and “used pieces.”

There is also a reservoir labeled “hot milk.”

BOTTOM ILLUSTRATION:

Main caption: “FUCKING MACHINE”

Second line: “Superior replacement for the hand of man.”

Sub-caption: “On request the apparatus can be delivered with a reinforced main part. Special model for spinsters with a lubricant injector and a progressive speculum. Super model for retired whores, with a lemon-juice bath (in this model the main part only comes in stallion size.)”

Marginal notes above shelf: “Extracts for perfuming the pneumatic mouth” and “Coatings for the main piece.”

The various dildos have labels as follows:

Schoolboy
Re-engaged s/officer [sorry, don’t know what the joke is here]
Fiacre driver [A “fiacre” is a small horse-drawn cab.] (Small pendant sign below this empty slot says “in use”.)
Business traveler
“Dupanloup” — recommended [don’t know what Dupanloup is]
Stallion / “superchois” [best choice?]

Various pieces of equipment are identified, including “emergency clamps,” an “enema pump,” a thermometer, a “pig-bristle swab,” a “butt sponge” and an “emergency corkscrew in case of the main bit breaking.” The bottles on the shelf above are mostly obscure to me, although one is “garlic oil” and another may be “potion for dyspepsia”.

The various parts of the machine, as best I can identify them from left to right: An “electro-brake,” a “hand crank for sliding the connecting rod,” a “sector for orienting the matrix” [unclear], a “main bit in rubber,” a “rotating tit-brusher with mackeral feathers,” [or, alternatively “pimp feathers”], a “dirty movie shower,” a “motor for the tit-brusher and dirty movie shower,” a “control panel with an indicator for the pressure of the fluid pump and thrust counter,” a “rheostat allowing the oscillation-rate of the main bit to be set between 1 and 15 times a second,” a “fluid resevoir (to the base of a dirty little greaser) capacity 40 liters,” a “fluid pump (stamped 20),” a “discharge valve.” There is also a lever labled “emergency brake.” Prudent.

There is a toolbox and a medical kit along the base of the device, as well as explanations that one part makes thins go back and forth, one drains off excess fluids, and one (adjustable) holds the user.

The text on the left side of the illustration reads: “Free demonstration in our store at the Grand Palais, household appliances section.”

There is a warning at the bottom: “Warning: To avoid chafing by the main bit, do not use it more than twenty times per piece.”

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January 23rd, 2009 -- by Bacchus

Trouble In The Mail Room

Somebody looks to be in trouble in the mail room. The bad kind of trouble, or the good kind? We can’t see his face, so there’s no way to tell:

trouble in the mailroom

From Men In Pain.

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January 21st, 2009 -- by Bacchus

Big And Hairy

Some chest hair for the ladies, on a big lunk of a boxer:

big lunk with lots of chest hair

From Spanking Blog.

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