December 14th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
It’s true! True at my house, anyway. I try hard not to junk up this blog with commercial messages, but when holiday deadlines loom, making a sex toys order is too much fun to pass up.
Coal and Switches: For lumps of coal, you’re on your own. But if she (or he) has been naughty, and it’s too much trouble to go out and cut some switches, how about letting them find the festive red handle of a short red riding crop sticking out of their Christmas morning stocking?
Get a Grip: In extreme cases, where naughtiness is not yet accompanied by contrition, you may find that you also need the matching red leather leash and collar:
Christmas Crackdown: Unfortunately, the leather riding crop may prove too gentle (and fun!) to deal with the sort of serious Christmas trouble you’ve got. If it’s just not stern enough to meet your needs, there’s a more severe, but still festive, alternative: the candy-red silicone Lolly Crop ought to fix you right up.
Exeunt: My work here is done. Ho ho ho!
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December 13th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Blogs and mainstream media alike are exploding with encomia for the late great Bettie Page. Seeing as how she was, and always will be, a visual icon, it seems to me her memory is best celebrated in pictures:
December 12th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
How could I resist pointing you all at Danae’s account of her first sexual encounter with a woman? She opens with the first meeting:
My first relationship and experiences with a woman were when I was a freshman in college. I met a beautiful girl the first day of orientation by running into her. I was juggling books – looking for the piece of paper that told me where to go next and I literally ran into her…a beautiful girl with long wavy red hair, pale skin with freckles and green eyes. She was one of those people that walks in a room and the whole room stops talking and looks — she was that beautiful.
I of course wanted to sink into the crack of the sidewalk and melt way as I was totally embarrassed. But she was so nice. And made me feel at ease telling me not to worry about it as she remembered what it was like trying navigate the campus for the first time. She introduced herself….Morgan. We stood there and talked for a bit. And before we parted she insisted on trading info so that she could check in on me make sure I was finding everything.
Heh. Purely altruistic, I’m sure.
Jumping way forward in the story, and skipping the preliminary seduction, though you should not:
But on to the first time we had sex….It was hot too with her pushing me up against a stall of a bathroom in a club. We were dancing, kissing and touching and she lead me to the bathroom – into a stall and pushed me against the wall of the stall and pushed my shirt up and pull my tits above my bra and sucked and unzipped my jeans and worked her fingers into me. She told me to beg her to “let me orgasm.” The place was a club – grimy but it just made it even that much better. I begged and she brought me close many times but would always stop. Finally she stopped and told me I only got an orgasm at home where I would undress for her. I had been being shy to this point not wanting her to “see” me. So she worked me up so much that of course got what she wanted. Because she brought that slut side out – I wanted to do anything she asked and was willing to spread my legs or whatever she wanted me to do because I was so turned on. We went home and I undressed for her…
December 11th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Poor Cinderella, given nothing but rags to wear as she is forced to scrub the endless castle stairs with her bare hands and a bucket of ice-cold water:
Do you think her prince will ever come?
As Beavis and Butthead would say: “Heh, heh. Yah. He’ll come, all right. On her face!”
Of course that’s not actually Cinderella, it’s Sabrina Fox, finishing up her advanced slave training at The Training Of O.
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December 10th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Fun in the forest:
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December 9th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
Jessica Alba is tasty. She does not need airbrushing, even when she gets it:
Keep nasty airbrush in pants! Do not take away bits of Jessica! All bits appreciated! DO NOT WANT Jessica-stealing!
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December 7th, 2008 -- by Bacchus
This photo was originally captioned “‘Fraulein Meets Robot’, a popular strip club act.”
I swiped it from Violet Blue, who in turn credits some broken Flickr link. (Not Violet’s fault; Flickr insists on taking even very mild nudity like this off the live internet by putting it behind links that are broken for people who don’t want to maintain a Yahoo ID.)
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