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nsfwjynx:

"Bound and Gagged" is now for sale at  ELM and CV  

My boyfriend and I wanted to make a blowjob video, and we decided that I should be handcuffed and blindfolded for it. I have a horrible gag reflex and couldn’t stop choking and gagging on his cock! I suck and slurp as he grabs me by the back of the head and pushes me down until I finally convince him to take off my handcuffs so I can use my hands and mouth at the same time. Finally he cums all over my face and hair, and by the end I’m such a mess ;) 

Excellent consent and negotiation

MY FIRST ROLE AS THE DUKE PORN STAR WAS ON A ROUGH SEX WEBSITE, AND NO, THAT DOESN’T MAKE ME A BAD FEMINIST

belleknox:

Ive gotten a lot of criticism for my participation in FA. Check out my response. “In defense of kink and why rough sex doesn’t make me a bad feminist”: http://jane.io/1oom82j

Kink does not disqualify me as a feminist. No matter how many concern trolling essays are written.

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Trigger warning: This article discusses self-harm. Please read with caution.

Life is neither black nor white when it comes to sex.

We play around with roles and identities while we are working out issues that are long buried in our subconscious. I’m an ambitious young woman.I’m a student at Duke. I’m a slut who needs to be punished.

Can you guess which one of those is a role?

Ever since I was a child, I’ve had some masochistic tendencies. When I was a young girl and my friend and I would play house, I would ask her to lock me in her dog cage. I was not fully aware of it, but it physically and mentally aroused me. I didn’t know why, but I liked it. Suddenly, I found myself in an entirely different role. I felt for the first time what it was like to be helpless and trapped. It was exciting. It was different.

I can’t explain why rough sex and pain arouses me; it just does.

Before I had a legitimate porn agent, I heard about a website that paid well but was psychologically extreme. (I don’t want to give them any more publicity by using their name.)

I could handle it, I thought.

Honestly, when I arrived at the small studio in New York where I filmed my scene for a few hours — and after I signed away all my rights to claim any subsequent trauma that might arise from filming the scene — I thought that my decision to do a scene with this notoriously rough sex web site was daring, bad-ass, even subversive.

For me, it was an experiment of going to yet another scary sexual place — except I was in control, I was calling the shots and the safe words, and I was the one choosing to do something so psychologically and physically extreme, rather than someone taking advantage of me.

I love rough sex — and I can do this. That’s what I saw the choice as being.

Now, I view it as the one choice I would take back if I could as a porn actress. The more I have read criticism of the site, the more I realize that if I do another rough sex scene, I will more thoroughly research the company and how they treat their performers. But I also don’t think having participated in this single experience should define me, the same way I don’t believe sex should define women in general.

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We as performers have rights to express ourselves and as long as everything is consensual and legal, then more power to everyone involved.

The overwhelming criticism I have received for my participation in this rough blowjob scene is incredibly revealing to me about the condemnation-happy state of “gotcha feminism.”

I’ve been called a hypocrite and mocked for daring to talk about empowerment if I have also not kept adequately hidden away my enjoyment of rough and dirty, nasty and filthy, saliva-dripping and name-calling-filled sex.

"So getting spit on and degraded is feminism now?" wrote one poster on Collegiate ACB.

Sure. Whatever choice a woman is making and she is the one deciding to do — reclaiming the agency behind the decision to do, even if it is a degrading sexual act — is absolutely feminism. To me, feminism is about women not being shamed but rather being empowered.

You can dress up your critical essays of me saying that I deserve to be disowned by my parents and kicked out of school however you like, but all of these hit pieces are about one spectacularly anti-feminist notion: SHAME.

But you know what? Shame is your issue — not mine.

You can write thousands of words about how sexual acts I have done MUST define me because I am a woman and I have a vagina, but to me, feminism means that I do not need to hold down my head because you tell me that’s exactly what I should be doing.

Yes, a Google search reveals pictures of me in hard-core sexual experiences. No, that Google search is not me.

I am me. Feminism tells me that I can be me, not my Google search.

Except feminists can’t possibly enjoy rough sex, right?

lilbit2619:

lostlittledaydream:

Real scene. Real marks. No edits other than lighting balance. This is how I scene. This is how I play. This is my real life. 

I like it rough and the pain but I think this abuse this isn’t fun.. Overboard don’t you think??

Only for you, for others, this is still only a 7 of 10 FYI: Abuse is defined by something you don’t want. 

Orgins of Valentine's Day

nerdofwar:

From Feb. 13 to 15, the Romans celebrated the feast of Lupercalia. The men sacrificed a goat and a dog, then whipped women with the hides of the animals they had just slain.

The Roman romantics “were drunk. They were naked,” says Noel Lenski, a historian at the University of Colorado at Boulder….

picklechops:

wifwolf:

wifwolf:

Valentine’s day is boring. Instead, let’s celebrate the anniversary of Native Hawaiians killing the fuck outta douchebag English explorer Captain James Cook, on February 14, 1779.

anti-colonialism and indigenous resistance 8ever.

It’s that time of year again.

Oh my god, YES!

I am from the town that Captain Cook was from. My mum lived across from what is now a park, but was where he was born. There are museums and statues and monuments all dedicated to him. Everyone is ever so proud that once upon a time this small, broken, industrial north eastern town in England was the birthplace and home of Captain James Cook… And I hate it.

Lupercalia is a much better holiday http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lupercalia

the-wolf-and-the-fox:

It’s been a while since we’ve mentioned my plugs.
And since I’ve worn them.
I even won a third one I’ve yet to try out (it’s almost as intimidating as the medium Crystal Delights plug was).

So bam. Booty bling.
Small plug: blue
Medium plug: yellow
Both from the ever amazing Crystal Delights, makers of phenomenal glass toys, including my beloved tail.

camdamage:

the cuttlefish and i  made another spanking vid on a whim.  it’s a little friskier than usual… hence posting this late… and perhaps being taken down later

oh and we did it while watching whitest kids u know

odd?  you be the judge

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