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Today's theme for me, part 3: man vs machine. (Ok, maybe man with machine, except that after the 2nd or 3rd forced orgasm that probably rapidly becomes versus.)
This one caught my eye not just because of the suction pumping that milks the males. Note the catheter that is also inserted so deeply... brrrr! That is either wonderful, or scary, or probably both.
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Today's theme for me, part 4: man vs machine. (Ok, maybe man with machine, except that after the 2nd or 3rd forced orgasm that probably rapidly becomes versus.)
Again, here I don't know the artist. I just liked the combination of machines with large anal insertions, relentlessly applied:
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Today's theme for me, part 5: man vs machine. (Ok, maybe man with machine, except that after the 2nd or 3rd forced orgasm that probably rapidly becomes versus.)
These 2 should be of interest to anyone with a bit of a medical fetish. Probably you're getting tired of hearing me say this, but look how calm and happy the women are! Lovely.
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Today's theme for me, part 6: man vs machine. (Ok, maybe man with machine, except that after the 2nd or 3rd forced orgasm that probably rapidly becomes versus.)
Here's one with a spanking machine, since Miss Shell has been somewhat preoccupied of late with that subject, and of course we all want to help her along with that, right?
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Today's theme for me, part 7: man vs machine. (Ok, maybe man with machine, except that after the 2nd or 3rd forced orgasm that probably rapidly becomes versus.)
Finally, let's close with an example that's quite significant to me; there are 3 reasons, though really the third one is the most important:
Note, of course, the calm happiness of the dommes here -- that's crucial.
Also note the red, swollen balls and cocks being milked in bondage -- that's amazing.
But mostly, note the casual gesture made by the woman on the left: just a little nipple pinch, though from the redness of the nipple and the trembling bottom, it's being applied quite hard, with considerable force! What gets me here emotionally is that this is a casual gesture -- this domme is so confident, and so full of happiness at playing with her bottoms, that she can pass out affectionate gestures like this without even thinking.
It reminded me of years ago, observing a couple who were friends of mine, when the woman casually put her arm around her guy's shoulders. They were so emotionally wealthy (if that's le mot juste?) that this was not a bit deal; in fact, it was accepted and ordinary rather than a luxury. It's like the first time you had a real job, and realized that buying a chocolate bar wasn't a big financial decision, but instead just a casual thing to enjoy.
So what I really love here -- beyond the obvious enjoyment of the femdom BDSM -- is that she is portrayed as so confident and generous that she can pass out painfully affectionate gestures like this without even really thinking. (And now you've probably heard quite enough about my internal
landscape!)
Enough for one day, even on a weekend. But that's the theme that touches me deeply about BDSM: painful nurturing & affection, relentlessly applied, with the domme obviously enjoying the process. YMMV!
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ummmmm froodly that last picture did not post for me.
is it just me?
Della the Blackbird
"To anyone who has stood at someones side and looked into the abyss and found both charm, attraction and love, for we are not made up only of our light and happiness but also our darkness and sorrow. To deny the darkness of yourself is to deny half of who you are, and when you love, truly love, you need to love the whole person not just the part that smiles and waves, but the part that thinks murderous thoughts and knows that pain is both pleasure and temptation, but still thinks puppies are really cute" -LKH
"I am Nature's arm. Her spirit. Her will. Hell, I am Mother Nature, and the time has come for plants to take back the world so rightfully ours! 'cause it's not nice to fool with Mother Nature.- Poison Ivy
"I pray you pass out drunk with your best friend and wake up with his and her tattoos"- Jared and the Long Road to Love
"You do what we want, or I will peel your mind away like the layers of an onion. You DO believe I can do that, don't you?"- Nikolaos
DellaRoss wrote:ummmmm froodly that last picture did not post for me. is it just me?
Try again. I just reposted it, since I think the problem was image size. This version is about 1/3 the size of the original. Pity, because that's the image I wanted to lead up to. Please tell me if you can read it after reloading the page.
Banquo wrote:Here is one of the earliest known pieces of (what is believed to be) erotic art. The Venus of Willendorf:
It was made around 24000 BC. There are various interpretations as to it's meaning, some theorise that it is a fertility symbol, as the artist has focused on the breasts, and the hips, and the detailed depiction of the vulva. It's amazing that people were trading and moving these statues around, long before people were even living in fixed locations. This art dates back to the very dawn of civilisation. From a time where Neanderthals had only recently died out. Astounding.
You do find the damndest things...
In that case, you will find this article in the New York Times of interest. It documents a somewhat similar Venus statue, dated to 35,000 years ago -- which makes it from before Neanderthals died out. Of course, it's kind of weird: exaggerated breasts & vulva, and no head -- the sarcastic remarks about what men focus on almost write themselves.
I have to say, your choice is the prettier of the two.
Yes la dame is a fantastic example. Wonderful craftsmanship for the time scales involved. I think when you look at the life of these people, the fact that they dedicated time to art at all is amazing, when most of the time they were living hand to mouth, on the hop from one hunting ground to the next. It shows that humanity has always had a desire to create. A need if you will. I remember holding the fossilised skull of a Neanderthal which dates from this time period and just being in awe at how once we shared this planet with another form of human. And the fact that we were creating art at the time is just...wow. One wonders if the Neanderthals made any art of their own.
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars - Oscar Wilde
Well. I'd expected my snark about real art to get me slapped down, or at least met with some return snark. But apparently the snark here is not a boojum... In that case, here are a couple of favorites -- each somewhat erotic, but strongly emotional. They're English Pre-Raphaelites, who in their Victorian time got into endless trouble for the sensual nature of their art. Today, it's exactly that sensual nature that appeals to me.
First, Wm. Holman Hunt's The Lady of Shallot captivated me for years. It's mildly sexy, and emotionally deeply captivating to me:
First, the main element of of it is this gorgeous redhead, with her beautiful hair flying about with some kind of magical power. Especially by Victorian standards, this is powerfully sensual, though not outright erotic. There's a long weird story about the various pre-Raphaelite artists falling in love with the model, too.
Second, there's just so much stuff going on here: the birds flying around, the threads tangling about her, the samovar sitting there inside the tapestry for some reason, the mirror behind her, the artwork on the walls... I was fascinted by what this gorgeous person could possibly be doing, and used to love to make up stories to go with the picture. (Then one day somebody I was dating pointed me at the Tennyson poem. I immediately felt like an ignorant idiot for not having known that, and immensely disappointed at not being able to keep making up more stories.)
Once I accidentally came across the original in a museum. I got stuck in front of it for more than an hour, to the great irritation of my companions. I was almost unable to move, the thing is so enormous and so fascinating.
The Loreena McKennit setting of the poem is a pretty good listen, too:
Another one along the same lines that gets me for similar reasons is Waterhouse's Hylas and the Nymphs. I couldn't make up so many stories here, because -- at least this once -- I knew the story: Hylas, a weapons-carrier for Heracles, is seduced (and possibly kidnapped?) by some water-nymphs.
Of course, we have to start with the water nymphs: aren't they excruciatingly beautiful?
Consider the emotional power here, say, by the eye-lines of the nymphs. They're staring raptly at Hylas, utterly and completely fascinated. Don't be deceived by the gentle touch; they are putting this young man in the extremely powerful focus of emotional and sexual interest of 7 women. He, of course, doesn't stand a chance.
In the myth, Hylas disappears forever. We don't know if they drowned him, or kidnapped him, or married him (Ovid says he remained "to share their passion and their love"), or... anything. I'm sure the Victorians viewed this as a warning against the power of sexual attraction, but to moderns it's probably the opposite: a model for how important it is to live a life with some passion in it. Given that Heracles was always taking him off to some war, the nymphs clearly made him a better offer!
Finally, Evelyn de Morgan was famous for her paitings of gorgeous women, in sensual settings, with decidedly non-demure facial expressions. Oh, and she was a woman artist, which apparently was scandalous by itself, let alone Pre-Raphaelite. Some paintings, like The Angel of Death, are comforting but maybe out of theme here. Others contain nudity in ways Victorians no doubt found shocking, but I still better like the sensual power of Flora below.
Never mind the story, just consider the image:
The flowing hair and flowing clothes make the whole thing very sensual, as though the entire world is being caressed by a breeze.
She's walking in some Edenic place, surrounded by symbols of fertility: fruit behind her, and flowers where she walks.
Most of all, consier her gaze: she's looking directly at you, with just a hint of a smile starting. Isn't it a nice fantasy to imagine that she's glad to see you?
We now return to your regularly scheulded program of hentai.
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this is one of my favorite painting ever since i sent a few weeks studying it in a class about Vienna, Austria.
i think a Kiss can be pleanty Sexual, and the look on her face is one that is sp perfect for this moment.
enough of my babbling, of you want ot knoe more look up Klimt and "the kiss"
Della the Artsy Blackbird
"To anyone who has stood at someones side and looked into the abyss and found both charm, attraction and love, for we are not made up only of our light and happiness but also our darkness and sorrow. To deny the darkness of yourself is to deny half of who you are, and when you love, truly love, you need to love the whole person not just the part that smiles and waves, but the part that thinks murderous thoughts and knows that pain is both pleasure and temptation, but still thinks puppies are really cute" -LKH
"I am Nature's arm. Her spirit. Her will. Hell, I am Mother Nature, and the time has come for plants to take back the world so rightfully ours! 'cause it's not nice to fool with Mother Nature.- Poison Ivy
"I pray you pass out drunk with your best friend and wake up with his and her tattoos"- Jared and the Long Road to Love
"You do what we want, or I will peel your mind away like the layers of an onion. You DO believe I can do that, don't you?"- Nikolaos
In that case, here are a couple of favorites -- each somewhat erotic, but strongly emotional. They're English Pre-Raphaelites, who in their Victorian time got into endless trouble for the sensual nature of their art. Today, it's exactly that sensual nature that appeals to me.
