From Deenie. “You’re not going to hurt me, right?” “What sort of pain threshold are we talking about here? I mean, I’m half your size. How much damage do you think I am going to inflict? You’ve never heard Texas Chainsaw screams out of here, ya know.” “I don’t know. Whips? Chains? Hooks? Scary things?” […]
I am having a little bit of an existential crisis. I blame “erotic fiction.” Well. That, and the fact that I’m a perv. From Annabel Joseph, in a Smutketeers interview. To be honest, most of the BDSM romance out there dilutes or homogenizes what we do. I’ve been told by publishers to “tone stuff down” […]
The photo is of and by cleanmoralpolite. Go forth and follow/subscribe. So, I’m reading Mary Roach’s Bonk: The Curious Coupling of Science and Sex, because The Foster Kid’s review made it sound worthwhile. It is, but boy-howdy I’ve read a lot of information about pig orgasm now. According to research, when you’re sexually excited your pain threshold goes up. […]
