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September 5th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
You know the bondage liveshow is going well when the used sex toys are piling up on the floor at your feet:
This surplus-to-requirements inflatable buttplug photo is from deep in the archives at Real Time Bondage, from a show recorded in 2010.
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August 5th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
Here is a new thing in the world that may make you happy. We don’t often see sex toys designed as ornaments, and it’s even less often we see ones that seem to invite public exhibition. But the Six Gates Of Pride are a flamboyantly colorful exception:
Sales copy:
Pride isn’t just for flags. With this festive-looking chastity device, you can put the rainbow on your favorite penis and make your play a little bit more flamboyant. Designed and assembled in Stockroom’s own workshop, the six silicone rings connected by a leather strap comfortably restrict the shaft until you’re ready to release it. Even the darkest dungeon will be brightened by the colors. Perfect for the sub who’s proud of his service to you and wants everyone to know it.
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June 9th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
One of the newest sex toys out there is the Pulse II Duo, shown above. This is the first time I’ve seen one of the high-end vibrating sex toys designed for male pleasure as well as couples play, and although I don’t have one to test, it looks rather promising! Features it offers that I’ve never seen before in a vibrating stimulator for penises include:
1) Oscillation tech applied directly to the frenulum, instead of the standard vibrator buzzy-motor;
2) A vibrating area external to the toy intended for partner pleasure;
3) A hands-free wireless remote control controlling the external partner-pleasure vibration;
4) Wings that wrap around the penis allowing for hands-free use;
5) Said to work on a flaccid penis.
To me, the hands-free use and lack of need for a continuous sustained erection implies some scope for BDSM fun, orgasm control, and tease-deny play. If the Pulse II Duo stays on his penis even while his hands are bound out of the way and can bring him erect and/or to orgasm from a flaccid state as advertised, it sounds to me like a low-effort way for a lazy dominant to have a lot of fun playing with his helpless dick…
According to the sales copy:
PULSE is a multi-award winning stimulator for men that features oscillating sensations never before seen in a men’s toy, setting it apart from all other toys that came before it.
The PULSE II DUO can either be used for male solo play or as a hands-free toy for couples. Though both versions feature 5 patterns, each with 9 speeds of intensity, the remote control included with the DUO allows for complete control over 3 speed settings specifically designed to stimulate your partner. One of the great things about this revolutionary sex toy is that it can either be used flaccid or erect, allowing the user to enjoy the sensation of being made hard and ejaculating, while offering some great possibilities for men who suffer from erectile dysfunction (ED).
Its unique design specifically combats sexual dysfunction in people with neurological or physical disabilities, by utilizing a piston-type mechanism that causes the Pulse Plate on the interior of the unit to move up and down against the frenulum (tissue under the glans). This technique, known as “Penile Vibratory Stimulation”, is the first time this patented technology has ever been used in a sex toy and is another reason why we’re so excited to be carrying it.
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May 15th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
Penis enlargement products are, 999 times out of 1000, bogus. But if you’ve ever wanted to be bigger for your lover, the cock sheath product category is the one possibility that is totally for real. The Muscle Cock Sheath by Atomic Jock is a real thing, that lets you fuck your lover with “a bigger version of you” and you’ll still enjoy yourself while you’re doing it:
Ok, we’re going to get real here. There are toys that are made for partner use but are typically designed to be more fun for one person than the other. Enter the blessed sex saviors at Atomic Jock by Oxballs, who are constantly tweaking and improving their already innovative and successful sex toys.
Let us now introduce the Muscle. Muscle is made from a soft thermoplastic rubber, allowing it to mold closely around your cock, lined with soft ridges, creating incomparable, intense massaging vacuum suction sensations that will keep you thrusting deeper and harder while your partner enjoys getting filled with an enlarged version of you. Think cock sheaths dull the sensations for the top? Muscle does the opposite.
Muscle also uses the improved Cocksling 2 for its base, holding it secure while also firmly gripping your cock and balls, keeping your erection hard and making your orgasms intense. Each Muscle also comes with a silicone stopper that can be used at various points inside the sheath for a tight fit for the wearer, so you can customize it to your own size.
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March 14th, 2015 -- by Bacchus
The interesting thing about art is that it’s not literal. Unlike a photograph, a painted image doesn’t represent an actual thing, event, or situation. The viewer has more freedom to decide what’s happening, in a painting. Take this one, for instance:
Do you see a creepy old man, leering as his wife spreads tanning lotion on their innocent-but-nubile teen daughter? Ewww! That would be icky! What a filthy mind you have!
But really, all we know about the sunbather is that she’s got a great butt and that she usually wears a bikini bottom. She could be their slightly-younger unicorn-bisexual-poly dream partner. Maybe she’s using them, because they have incredible sex toys, an awesome swimming pool, and great taste in expensive booze.
Freedom. You get to decide. And that’s a big part of why I love erotic art so much.
Provenance: I’m pretty sure this is cropped from the cover of a sleazy pulp novel. That’s all I got for ya.
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November 19th, 2014 -- by Bacchus
People can develop a fetish for just about anything. And making an unpleasant experience into a pleasant one by fetishising some aspect of it is hardly unheard of. It’s one of many theories behind why some people enjoy getting spanked or caned, for example. And I personally know a urine fetishist who spent a rough year in a hospital during his adolescence, recovering from a traumatic injury that left him unable to handle his bodily functions without a lot of hands-on nursing care. (He’s also fond of nurse outfits and rubbery medical stuff of all kinds. Correlation does not indicate causation, but sometimes it’s a clue, right?)
Something I have not encountered (which is not to say she isn’t out there somewhere) is a woman who professes any sexual fondness for medical speculums. Most women report finding them unpleasant, for reasons that seem obvious enough. But in this long article on the history and design of the speculum, I noticed with interest the following account:
In 1850, the Royal Medicine and Chirurgical Society of London held a standing-room-only meeting in which the community heard arguments for and against the speculum. These doctors worried that women would mistake the exam for a sexual experience. The British physician Robert Brudenell Carter reinforced this fear in his 1853 book, On the Pathology and Treatment of Hysteria, writing that he had “seen young unmarried women, of the middle class of society, reduced by constant use of the speculum to the mental and moral condition of prostitutes; seeking to give themselves the same indulgence by the practice of solitary vice; and asking every medical practitioner … to institute an examination of the sexual organs.”
You can parse that as the empty blatherings of a moral panic about female sexuality, but what if we parse it instead as an honest report of observations of fetish behavior, a report that is almost buried in and obscured by the moral panic of the nonetheless attempting-to-report-his-observations doctor? To put it in modern terms, is Dr. Carter telling us that in his practice he encountered young single women who had fetishised their encounters with speculums, who were now sexually excited by speculums, who masturbated to memories of their experiences of being examined with a speculum, and who sought to recreate that fetishised experience at their next medical visit?
It ought not be a surprise, if that’s indeed what Dr. Carter encountered. And if it happened in the early 1800s, surely it still happens today?
Being a typical male-type pig-dog, I have always thoughtlessly assumed that the specula sold as sex toys were mostly about the pleasures of doing: looking, poking, prodding, playing doctor, inflicting (with sadistic intent, of whatever perhaps-mild degree). A woman’s pleasure in these scenarios I might have imagined to be reciprocal: pleasure at being the object of voyeurism, the enjoyment of any good roleplay that excites and inflames your partner, the masochistic pleasures (in whatever degree) of having been inflicted upon. I had never considered the possibility that the speculum itself — or the act of being examined by a speculum-wielder — might have fetishistic power in its own right.
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November 9th, 2014 -- by Bacchus
I’ve long been aware that sex toy companies sell an impressive and intimidating array of urethral sounds. Indeed, they sell whole kits of them in differing sizes. Inserting these things in your penis is probably safer than stuffing Gummi worms up there, but I’ve never been tempted to try either one. (Call it a gap in my sexual imagination if you must.)
I am therefore delighted to discover that Nerve ran a detailed piece of urethral sounding last spring. The why, the how, the what-it-was-like, perhaps too-thickly buttered with intellectualism, but nothing in life is perfect: Sensible Sounding: Why I Inserted a Metal Rod into My Penis on Purpose.
Some of the why:
I began to wonder if something in my penis and its stupid tripwire emissions system was preventing me from climbing the ecstatic ladder into the stars. Whenever a partner rolled her head in pleasure or grabbed a fistful of bed sheet while arcing her pelvis upward, I wondered why my own arousal never made me do any of that. Sex inspired in me a suspicion that there were even better forms of it that I would have to travel outside of myself to discover. Which is how I came to be sitting in my bedroom one night, sliding a long metal tube into my penis.
A bit about sounds:
Urethral sounding rods are a relatively obscure and intimidating member of the sex toy family, usually a long, slender metal cylinder meant to slide into the urethra to create a pleasing dilation effect. Sizes range from 4 to 17 millimeters in circumference, though there is some variation. The rods come in a variety of shapes – some have a gentle S-shaped curve, while others have large cylindrical dumbbells on their tips. Some come with flat, rectangular ends, some have repeating spherical ridges, and the most intimidating have severe fishhook curves.
A bit of the physiology:
The tissue in the urethra is embryologically the same as the labia minora, and it’s filled with sensitive nerve endings all the way down. Just moving a smooth, well-lubricated object along these tissues can be pleasurable, but there are deeper wonders to be touched in sounding. The urethra is divided into four parts that connect the bladder to head of one’s penis, the last of which runs directly through the prostate, a sensitive organ that’s central to the ejaculatory spasms men experience during orgasm. Sudden dilation of the prostatic urethra can trigger ejaculation and the enlivening sensations that accompany it.
And finally, a very small bit from the author’s account of actually sounding himself:
When I finally closed my bedroom door and held the rod in my hand, an over-abundance of clear lube clotting around its narrowest half, I thought for a moment about the fact that I was now going to be fucked by a purely machined object. Most of the sex toys I’d known were fetishized reflections of another human body in some abstract way. Dildos and Fleshlights were direct analogs of genitalia, while cock rings and vibrators evoked in some distant way the intensified gestures another person might do to you. But I was on my own with the rod – there was no fantasy of an idyllic shadow lover when I felt the metal spread open my penis. There was no pantomime of acting out love for any other body. There was no projecting; I was alone with a piece of metal.
Though not necessary, I decided it would be easiest to start if I had an erection. The rod went in softly and smoothly…
As usual, you know the drill: there’s much much more.
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