Catching Marinda In A Net
According to The Damsel Preservation League, Marinda is an eco-heroine from the 1980s:
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According to The Damsel Preservation League, Marinda is an eco-heroine from the 1980s:
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Kate Sloan writes about how vanilla couples don’t have a monopoly on romantic moments:
I opened my eyes just in time to see your hand cocked back, ready to strike. A split-second elapsed and you hit me, hard but not so hard it scared me. I felt jolted. Grounded.
My eyes had fallen closed, and after a moment, I opened them again. I did a thing I almost never do during sex: I looked up at you – coyly, through my lashes – and smiled.
You smiled back, and then you hit me again.
Some vanilla people can talk all day long about how romantic their sex can be, how intimate, connective, sweet and life-affirming. That’s fine. I’m glad they experience it that way. But kink can be those things, too. That moment where I’m smiling up at you, knowing you’re about to hurt me, and then you go ahead and do it? That’s the safest and the sweetest. I feel romantic toward you when we’re cuddling or kissing or holding hands in public; I feel it even moreso when you’ve got me pinned and you’re about to leave a handprint on my cheek.
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The lake creature is coming for her:

Art is from a comic called DJustine, drawn in this case by Jason Waltrip.
Bonus creature-ravishment panel:

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These heavy and shiny handcuffs are from the recent John Willie homage shoot at Infernal Restraints.
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A secret cult of basement bondage-movie makers? You’d be forgiven for thinking so, after viewing these illustrations from Corpses On Parade, a story in the April 1938 Dime Mystery magazine.

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Strapped to an alien torture-contrivance, she’s not going anywhere:

From a French scifi sex comic called La Salle Des Plaisirs.
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The swill they call food in this women’s prison is pretty awful, but a bad thing can always be made worse. For the inmates who don’t cooperate with the lustful and sadistic guards, meal times become a painful humiliation. But hunger is the sternest master, and the shackled women have very little choice if they want to survive:
From Captive Slut.
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