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“I would have liked the Pope story even better if he had one of the bishops flog him when he was too old and frail to do it himself.”
-me
commenting on the news that Pope John Paul used to flagellate himself
“No it was him who was flogging the bishop.”
-Mr. Radical
Posted by Vixen as Quote Book at 11:31 PM CST
From CBC News:
Former sex worker challenges prostitution laws
“A former Vancouver sex-trade worker was at the B.C. Court of Appeal Thursday fighting for the right to challenge the constitutionality of Canada’s prostitution laws.
Sheri Kiselbach was seeking to overturn a December 2008 B.C. Supreme Court decision that she could not challenge the laws because she was not an active worker in the sex trade and was not facing criminal charges for prostitution.
(snip)
Prostitution in Canada is technically legal but there are prohibitions on keeping a bawdy house, communicating for the purposes of prostitution or living off the avails of prostitution.”
Kudos to Kiselbach! I hope she wins. This could be a huge victory for Canadian prostitutes. Could an active prostitute really challenge this law and not face arrest? I doubt it.
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From Philly.com:
Judge refuses to dismiss ‘sex-for-tix’ case
“A Bucks County judge today refused to dismiss the prostitution case against Susan Finkelstein, the self-advertised “buxom blonde” accused of offering sex for World Series tickets.
Judge Albert J. Cepparulo found that there was sufficient evidence to try Finkelstein on charges of prostitution and attempted prostitution. Prosecutors did, however, withdraw a more serious charge of promoting prostitution, saying the lesser charges better match the accusations against her.
(snip)
Brennan contends that no laws were broken because no sex occurred and nothing of value was traded.”
This case is so ridiculous. I can’t believe the charges weren’t dismissed. She never should have been arrested in the first place.
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From the ABC News:
Modern Pope John Paul Used Ancient Ritual of Self-Flagellation
“Pope John Paul II, whose world travels helped modernize the papacy, sometimes practiced ancient rituals of self-flagellation, including hitting himself with a belt that he kept in his closet, according to a new book.
(snip)
While it had been rumored that the late pope practiced self-mortification, Oder is the first to confirm it.
“As some members of his close entourage in Poland and in the Vatican were able to hear with their own ears, John Paul flagellated himself,” according to the book. “In his armoire, amid all the vestments and hanging on a hanger, was a belt which he used as a whip and which he always brought to Castel Gandolfo,” the papal retreat where John Paul vacationed each summer.
(snip)
“It’s an instrument of Christian perfection,” Oder said, referring to the efforts at self-mortification, which he said showed a profound link to God and the suffering of the world.”
The Pope used to spank himself?!? The pervert in me loves this story! He even had a “special” belt to whip himself. Did he really spank himself to feel the suffering of the world or to feel the endorphin high that comes from a good beating?
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From National Geographic:
The Polygamists
“A sect that split from the Mormons allows multiple wives, expels “lost boys,” and heeds a jailed prophet.
(snip)
Few Americans had heard of the FLDS before April 2008, when law enforcement officials conducted a raid on a remote compound in West Texas known as the Yearning for Zion Ranch. For days after, television viewers witnessed the bizarre spectacle of hundreds of children and women—all dressed in old-fashioned prairie dresses, with elaborately coiffed hair—being herded onto school buses by social workers and police officers.
(snip)
To spend time in Hildale and Colorado City is to come away with a more nuanced view. That view is revealed gradually, however, due to the insular nature of the community. Many of the oversize homes are tucked behind high walls, both to give children a safe place to play and to shield families from gawking Gentiles, as non-Mormons are known. Most residents avoid contact with strangers. National Geographic was given access to the community only on the approval of the church leadership, in consultation with the imprisoned Warren Jeffs.”
I am utterly fascinated with cults. Especially ones that have matching clothing. So naturally I loved this story. It’s impressive how deeply National Geographic was about to enter the community. On the other hand, after the raid I’m sure the FLDS wants to repair their image.
There’s a photo gallery that accompanies this story. It’s worth checking out if only for the elaborate hairdos the women wear.
Posted by Vixen as News, Sex Workers at 10:58 PM CST
From this gallery. Not quite a yoga pose but close enough for me.
Posted by Vixen as Sexy Sensations at 10:04 PM CST
This winter I had an awkward session. I met a client for two hours and the whole thing felt…just off. When sessions fall flat time drags on and on. It felt like I was there for four hours, not two.
On the way to the hotel I decided to get a smoothie. It’s good sex worker practice to bring your own drink. The coffee shop was operating in slow motion. The clock was ticking and I had to get back on the road. Why didn’t I just bring some bottled water?! I flipped through a paper and tried to stay calm. The smoothie was delicious but I ended up being ten minutes late.
The client was gracious and didn’t mention my tardiness. I’ll nickname him AS for Awkward Session. AS was already crossdressed. He was a tall man and built like a footballer. In his six inch stilettos he towered over me. I played it cool but honestly that shook me up a bit.
I went to into the bathroom to change into mistress clothes. As I calmed myself I focused on the vibe. Did AS feel weird? Sure he was big but I didn’t feel threatened. This was our first meeting so I had a couple of safe calls planned with Mr. Radical.
Dressing in the bathroom didn’t go as planned. As I pulled out my platform heels one fell to the floor with a loud clunk. AS asked if I was ok. I assured him I was fine but really I was panicking. The toe strap on my heel had just broken! I had only brought one pair. You’d think I’d have learned my lesson from this session. At least I had worn cute heels with my “normal clothes”. I put on the rest of my mistress garb and put back on my two inch heels.
AS asked about the clunking noise. Figuring the truth was the best answer I hid my embarrassment and showed him the broken heel. He was sympathetic.
He was a very polite client. He brought his own toys and was in a chipper mood. Plus there was no inappropriate touching. I had one client that was all about roaming hands. That session was mostly me pushing his hands away from my ass. AS wasn’t like that and I was grateful for it. He had asked for a session of crossdressing, CBT and butt plug play and didn’t try to get any inappropriate extras.
During the session AS made small talk. There’s not anything wrong with that. It’s just that the small talk prevented him from getting into the submissive zone. I kept trying to slip into Mistress/submissive roles but he didn’t pick up on my clues. I spanked him while he chatted about the good deal he got on his heels. It felt like we were chatting on a dinner date while performing BDSM-if that makes sense.
I suppose I could have turned into Bitch Mistress and told him to shut up while I dommed him. But that felt completely wrong to the scene. AS seemed to enjoy chatting while playing. It made me feel awkward but I followed his lead.
He had an inflatable butt plug with him. I waited until we were about 3 /4 into the session. I figured we’d wrap up with that. Things were going along fine. AS was on his hands and knees; I was behind him manipulating the plug. He liked me to inflate and deflate it over and over again. His balls were covered in clothespins.
I decided to pull the clothespins off his balls while I deflated the butt plug. As I turned the valve to deflate the plug, I leaned down to grab a clothespin. Big mistake. I leaned down into a cloud of shit. The plug had released air when it deflated and I had gotten a giant whiff of dirty ass. Biting my lip hard, I forced myself to swallow the gag. My stomach was fluttering. It smelled horrible!
Thankfully AS didn’t notice. I continued pulling off the clothespins. I made sure to hold my head back when deflating the plug.
More awkwardness came when AS announced he couldn’t get an erection. He had been stroking himself on and off since I got there. AS was in panties for most of the session. I hadn’t noticed he wasn’t hard.
I’ve never had a client have erection problems before. He thought the butt plug was distracting him. I deflated it, pulled it out and set it aside. As I was pulling it out another cloud of shit came out of his ass. AS was sitting up on his knees now so I couldn’t bite my lip-he might notice. I bit my tongue hard to fight back the gag. The smell was so strong it made my eyes twitch. Again, I played it cool.
AS tried and tried but his penis was not cooperating. The session had dragged on and on until this moment. Suddenly the clock was moving twice as fast and we only had ten minutes left of the session. Barely any time left and my client had a limp dick!
Inside I was a nervous wreck. Outwardly I pretended I was calm and collected. I had AS suck a dildo while he masturbated. Five minutes were left. How was I going to get out of there gracefully?
AS had his eyes closed. One hand worked the dildo into his mouth, the other his limp dick. My mind was going over exit strategies. Out of nowhere there was a loud noise. I jumped and blurted out “What was that?!”
AS’s cheeks got red and he said “I farted”. I stood there stunned, horrified that I had pointed it out. Silently I thought-I am such a professional. Then he laughed. I relaxed and laughed too. But my laugh was a little too loud and a little too long.
With two minutes left AS announced that his penis wasn’t going to get hard. I took that as an official end of the session and went to change clothes. While changing Mr. Radical called. I had missed my last safe call. He used his code word to ask if I was ok and I used my code word to say I really was.
We chatted for a few minutes. Neither of us mentioned his failed erection. He kept wanting to chat but I couldn’t stay there all day. Finally I just said “well I should get going” and started to turn away. He gave me a hug and I left.
AS contacted me after he got home. He thought the session went great and he’s hoping for another. I had thought I’d lost him as a client. Maybe it wasn’t as awkward as I thought.
Posted by Vixen as PSO Confessions at 11:42 PM CST
From Jaunted:
Brrr! Maine’s Topless Coffee Shop Reopens Just In Time For Winter
“Maine’s Grand View Topless Coffee Shop has had a dramatic year. After only opening up in the town of Vassalboro back in February, the place has been had it’s moment in the media limelight, been burnt to the ground by an arsonist, and then reopened in a tent. Now it looks like it’s back for good, as the owner has received the permit to reopen in a business trailer on the property—not as great as the original, but it exists nonetheless.
According the Boston Herald, business so far has been slow, but it could also be because the arson fire from last June is still under investigation. But for those anxious to have a place where they can make “I like my women like I like my coffee” jokes, the Grand View is back in business.”
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There’s a short video at this link. Several waitresses are interviewed about their job. My favorite quote was:
“Yes I’m a topless waitress but I’m also a regular, normal person in society.”
I don’t get the impression that the women interviewed think of themselves as sex workers. Nonetheless, this quote aptly describes the sex worker movement. Yes, we’re sex workers. But we’re also just normal people too.
Posted by Vixen as News at 9:59 PM CST
From Democracy Now:
In Landmark Campaign Finance Ruling, Supreme Court Removes Limits on Corporate Campaign Spending
“In a landmark decision, the Supreme Court rules corporations can spend unlimited amounts of money to elect and defeat candidates. One lawmaker describes it as the worst Supreme Court decision since the Dred Scott case justifying slavery
(snip)
AMY GOODMAN: We begin our show today looking at yesterday’s landmark Supreme Court ruling that will allow corporations to spend unlimited amounts of money to elect and defeat candidates.
In a five-to-four decision, the Court overturned century-old restrictions on corporations, unions and other interest groups from using their vast treasuries to advocate for a specific candidate. The conservative members of the Court ruled corporations have First Amendment rights and that the government cannot impose restrictions on their political speech.
(snip)
JAMIN RASKIN: And I looked at just one corporation, Exxon Mobil, which is the biggest corporation in America. In 2008, they posted profits of $85 billion. And so, if they decided to spend, say, a modest ten percent of their profits in one year, $8.5 billion, that would be three times more than the Obama campaign, the McCain campaign and every candidate for House and Senate in the country spent in 2008. That’s one corporation. So think about the Fortune 500. They’re threatening a fundamental change in the character of American political democracy.”
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From Info Wars:
Manchurian Candidates: Supreme Court allows China and others unlimited spending in US elections
“In today’s Supreme Court decision in Citizens United v. Federal Election Commission, the Court ruled that corporations should be treated the same as “natural persons”, i.e. humans. Well, in that case, expect the Supreme Court to next rule that Wal-Mart can run for President.
(snip)
Tara Malloy, attorney with the Campaign Legal Center of Washington D.C. says corporations will now have more rights than people. Only United States citizens may donate or influence campaigns, but a foreign government can, veiled behind a corporate treasury, dump money into ballot battles.
Malloy also noted that under the law today, human-people, as opposed to corporate-people, may only give $2,300 to a presidential campaign. But hedge fund billionaires, for example, who typically operate through dozens of corporate vessels, may now give unlimited sums through each of these “unnatural” creatures.”
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From Boston.com:
Biz, unions freed to spend big on elections
“A bitterly divided Supreme Court vastly increased the power of big business and unions to influence government decisions by freeing them to spend their millions directly to sway elections for president and Congress.
(snip)
Still, more labor and corporate money in the political system could dilute the role of both political parties.
And the decision seeded the ground for further challenges to an already weakened system of campaign finance regulations.
(snip)
Obama called the decision a victory for big oil, Wall Street banks, health insurance companies and other powerful interests.
The ruling will lead to a “stampede of special interest money in our politics,” Obama said. He pledged to work with Democrats and Republicans in Congress to come up with a “forceful response” to the high court’s action.”
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The worst decision since Dred Scott? Wow. But you know I can see it. It’s crazy that corporations can give more money to politicians than individuals can!
It’s odd how the Boston.com article keeps emphasizing that it’s about both corporation and unions. As important as the labor movement is when was the last time you were worried about union power? I’m more worried about “big oil and Wall Street banks” than unions.
Corporations are not people and it’s ludicrous that the Supreme Court would grant them such rights. How can this be a democracy when corporations are being granted more rights and citizens are having their rights stripped away?
Posted by Vixen as News at 9:04 PM CST
Every night I’d sleep in your pussy like a pussy cat.”
-new client
Posted by Vixen as Quote Book at 5:16 PM CST
From Blurt Online:
Robertson-Limbaugh Haiti Relief Voodoo Dolls
“Now HERE’s a couple of eBay offerings you can sink yer teeth into, er, stick some sharp objects in. First up: a Pat Robertson Voodoo Doll, which is being auctioned off by some clever lad or lassie from L.A. in order to raise funds for Haitian relief.
(snip)
Incidentally, the eBay auction pledges tht 100% of the profits from the sale will go to the American Red Cross.
(snip)
But wait, as the saying goes - there’s more! JohnnyVoodoo99 is also auctioning off a Rush Limbaugh Voodoo Doll. Same deal, except that proceeds go to Doctors Without Borders.”
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Both doll auctions were taken down for violating eBay TOS. But they’re back up and can be found here and here.
Wouldn’t it be great if the buyers took the dolls around the country and took pics of them? Hell, that could be a blog. Sounds funny to me. I think ridicule is exactly what these two douches deserve.
Posted by Vixen as Activism at 11:06 PM CST
From 33 TV:
Prostitute DNA Collection to Start Soon
“Prostitutes in Dallas can soon submit their DNA to a database in case they become victims of violent crime.
Dallas police Lt. Christina Smith said the collection could start soon after the next roundup of area prostitutes area in three weeks.
Dallas police and other local authorities have garnered national attention for their prostitution diversion initiative, which rounds up prostitutes in the area and gives them the option of rehabilitation instead of jail time.
Prostitutes would submit DNA samples voluntarily.
Dallas police say prostitutes are much more likely to be victims of violent crimes than the general public. The new DNA database would help identify prostitutes whose bodies might turn up at a crime scene.”
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I find this completely offensive and creepy.
If the police are so concerned about prostitutes being the victims of violent crimes then why not decriminalize prostitution? Have brothels where the prostitutes could be assured safety? Or make it a low priority crime wise? Or investigate all murder cases equally no matter the class of the victim?
I hate how this is pitched with a “protect the whore” angle. How long until these DNA samples are used to arrest people because they are admitted prostitutes? Sure Dallas is doing a “prostitution diversion initiative” right now. But what happens if a new police chief gets in with a “zero tolerance on prostitution” policy? Will the DNA information be kept just in case dead bodies are found? Or will they be used against the prostitutes?
Then there’s the larger picture. How long until certain “types” of people have to give over DNA samples? This shit is creepy and big brotheresque.
Posted by Vixen as News, Sex Workers at 9:29 PM CST
It’s the middle of winter and it’s currently snowing. Time for some nudity on a warm beach! From this gallery.
Posted by Vixen as Sexy Sensations at 11:41 PM CST
From Details Magazine:
Exclusive: Meet America’s First Legal Male Prostitute
“Today, a 25 year old from Los Angeles (by way of Alabama) will become the first legal male prostitute in this country’s history. “Markus” (his working name) was fresh off the Greyhound bus yesterday when he granted Details an exclusive first interview in a cottage at the Shady Lady Ranch brothel, two-and-a-half-hours northwest of Las Vegas. His story is about to become a national sensation. Read on to find out why.”
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The tagline of the story says “Former Marine “Markus” auditioned at Nevada’s Shady Lady Ranch for a chance to sell his body. He got the job, but at what price?” When I read that I silently groaned. Was Details really going to go that tired route?
Thankfully they didn’t. The interview is surprisingly tame considering they’re interviewing someone entering prostitution. Mostly they ask about his background and personal philosophy. Marcus comes across pretty normal-another surprise and relief. I figured they’d play up some drug/abuse storyline and that’s not the case at all with this article. What a pleasure to read a respectful article about a sex worker.
Good job Details. And good job Markus for making history!
Posted by Vixen as News, Sex Workers at 10:48 PM CST
Blackmail fantasies are fun calls. These calls are dramatic with lots of plot twists which make the call enjoyable for me.
The call starts out with me just toying with him at first. Blackmailed Man comes to visit for a session. Our playtime quickly turns into an affair. If BM has any extra kinks they’re easily worked into the storyline. His wife never ties him down and fucks him but I do. Or his wife never wears stockings and heels. I wear them every time we meet and make him worship them for hours. Comparisons are frequently made between us. The wife has endless faults while I’m portrayed as a commanding, superior Goddess.
Over time our imaginary affair becomes serious. BM skips out of work early to see me. He lies to his wife about imaginary meetings and appointments to sneak off to my apartment.
My control of him increases. Soon he’s confessing intimate details about his life. But I demand more. He tells me work secrets, bank info, credit card details. Financial submission is often a subplot in blackmail calls.
I demand a tribute every month. If he doesn’t pay up I threaten to tell his wife, his boss, his friends and coworkers. At this point in the call BM is very worked up. I describe how I keep upping the ante. The tributes increase in amount and frequency. Soon I have access to his bank accounts and credit cards. He pays for a high class apartment for me that’s close to his office. I have a car and fat allowance.
When the client is a few breaths from cumming I’ll review the fantasy. If they’ve given me bank account numbers or driver license numbers I’ll read them back to him.
After cumming BM makes me promise to throw away the financial details he just confessed. He nervously asks “You won’t tell my wife will you?” I assure him I won’t. Often he’ll try to convince he’s not really into “all this”. After I assure him again that I’m not really blackmailing he rushes the goodbye and hangs up.
Every few years I’ll get a client who sends me tributes in real life. I have one now. He sends me a money order for a small amount. I think of it as my yarn fund. Now in reality I’m not really blackmailing him. I’m not going to tell his wife, even if he stops sending me tributes. It’s tricky though because I have to pretend that I will rat him out. I’ll send him taunting emails with pictures of him in his wife’s panties. I write, “Remember what evidence I have slave” to tease him.
After he’s sent the tribute he’ll call and we’ll replay his blackmail fantasy. He loves for me to say his full name over and over again. “You own me now Mistress. You’ll never let me go will you?” he’ll say while masturbating. I play along, telling him that he’s my property. He has to do whatever I say or else. I’ll read the return address on the tribute envelope and he cums into the panties. How long will he send me tributes? I have no idea but for now I have some nice tweedy wool courtesy of him.
Fetish Fridays
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing
Fetish Fridays: Robot Sex
Fetish Fridays: Humiliation
Fetish Fridays: Glory Holes
Fetish Fridays: Shoe Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Achoo!
Fetish Fridays: Tickle Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Doggy Boy
Fetish Fridays: Smoking Fetish
Fetish Fridays: Latex Love
Fetish Fridays: Furries
Fetish Fridays: Exhibitionism
Fetish Fridays: Chastity
Fetish Fridays: Pony Play
Fetish Fridays: Hirsutism
Fetish Fridays: Sploshing Revisited
Fetish Fridays: Interview With A Sissy
Fetish Fridays: Teabagging
Fetish Fridays: Financial Submission
Fetish Fridays: Kidnapping
Posted by Vixen as PSO Confessions, Fetish Fridays at 11:04 PM CST
Tonight I was checking out BAG Notes. One of the posts was the pic above. The Guantanamo Reunion story was touching.
A former Gitmo guard, Brandon Neely, looked up some former detainees on Facebook. He started corresponding with two. The BBC got wind of it and flew him to the UK to meet Ruhal Ahmed and Shafiq Rasul.
From the New York Times:
Guantánamo Reunion, by Way of BBC
“New to Facebook, Brandon Neely was searching the site for acquaintances in 2008 when he typed in the names of some of the detainees he had guarded during his tenure as a prison guard at Guantánamo Bay, Cuba.
Mr. Neely, an Army veteran who spent six months at the prison in 2002, sent messages to one of the freed men, Shafiq Rasul, and was astonished when Mr. Rasul replied. Their exchanges sparked a face-to-face meeting, arranged by the BBC, which will be shown on Tuesday. Mr. Neely, who has served as the president of the Houston chapter of Iraq Veterans Against the War, says his time at Guantánamo now haunts him, and has granted confessional-style interviews about the abuses he says he witnessed there. In a message to Mr. Rasul, Mr. Neely apologized for his role in the imprisonment.”
Searching the BBC site I found two short videos.
From the BBC:
Guantanamo guard reunited with ex-inmates
“Why would a former Guantanamo Bay prison guard track down two of his former captives - two British men - and agree to fly to London to meet them?
“You look different without a cap.”
“You look different without the jump suits.”
With those words, an extraordinary reunion gets under way.
The last time Ruhal Ahmed met Brandon Neely, he was “behind bars, behind a cage and [Brandon] was on the other side”.”
Watching that cap/jump suit comment exchange made me tear up a little.
Posted by Vixen as News at 10:40 PM CST
From Think Progress:
Pat Robertson Cites Haiti’s Earthquake As What Happens When You ‘Swear A Pact To The Devil’
“Today on his 700 Club television show, Christian broadcaster Pat Robertson highlighted the tragedy and said that his network will be there “to help the people.” However, he then tried to offer an explanation for the earthquake, blaming Haiti’s own people for once making a “pact to the devil”:
ROBERTSON: [S]omething happened a long time ago in Haiti and people might not want to talk about it. They were under the heel of the French. Napoleon the Third and whatever. And they got together and swore a pact to the devil. They said, “We will serve you if you get us free from the prince.” True story. And so the devil said, “OK, it’s a deal.” They kicked the French out, the Haitians revolted and got themselves free.”
But ever since, they have been cursed by one thing after the other, desperately poor. That island of Hispaniola is one island. It’s cut down the middle, on the one side is Haiti, on the other side is the Dominican Republic. The Dominican Republic is prosperous, healthy, full of resorts, etc. Haiti is in desperate poverty. Same island.”
Wow, where to even start on this one? I love how he puts that his commentary is a “true story”. Oh, and how the Dominican Republic is prosperous because there are resorts there. Who knew that the entire country was just a chain of nice resorts? Pat Robertson that’s who. What an idiot. I’ll give him credit on one point-he knows the island is called Hispaniola at least.
And here I was thinking it was us Pagans, feminists and gays that were behind this. Remember, Robertson blamed those and more for 9/11.
You can watch his latest crazy outburst here.
Posted by Vixen as News at 10:51 PM CST
