Saturday, July 30, 2011

bittersweet

she was sweet and silky
he was angry heat

for one moment
they slammed together

he drank from her lips
until she desperately plunged up for air

but she wanted more
and she went back for more

she liked it
when he hurt her
he gave her that dizzy taste
of that good good deep pain
made her body curve up
in one taut bow
while he pushed her and pushed and pushed her
and finally
he let her have her release
and she floated away
up away from him
while still in his arms

he pulled her hair back tight
away from her face
as he stared down into her eyes
his unreadable eyes
his silent mouth
as tears tracked their way
down her face
and she sobbed with her endless need
she couldn’t help it
she found herself washed away in a river of desire and pain
until the waters mixed so much she didn’t know
which was the pain and which was the desire any more
but at that point
she didn’t care any more
she just wanted it
she just needed it
she just wanted more of that heady fix

he made her beg
again and again and again
and still he wasn’t satisfied
his will was relentless
crushing her body crushing her spirit
shaping her into something brand new
with his cruel knowing hands
he knew what she really wanted
and he gave it to her
even when she protested it was too much
she couldn’t take feeling so much
she couldn’t take shaking so much with her need

through the night they continued
until they were drenched with sweat and boneless

finally he slapped her
as she came
and then
he smiled
as he whispered
my love my love my love
and finally
let himself go
as well.

***

*This poem was inspired by Eminem - Love The Way You Lie ft. Rihanna

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Enigmatically Luscious: e[lust] #28


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~ This Week’s Top Three Posts ~


What makes me a woman? - It’s a stumper, this question. There must be something that makes me a woman. Something more than how I am perceived by others as I walk down the street. But what is the answer?


Baggage: An Inventory - Everyone brings bags with them. My goal is to carry my own bags. I’ll let people help me shed them, but I will never let them carry them. Those bags are my own to, well, own.


There's pain and then there's pain (and then there's pain) -Part of what I crave in the second type of pain is the selfish sadism of the partner who continues despite my pleas. He does it because it arouses him, and he does it because I'll endure it for him.



~ Featured Post (Lilly’s Pick) ~


What Is Gender? - Playing with dolls and preferring the color pink doesn’t make you a girl anymore than chewing on a bone makes you my dog.



~ e[lust] Editress: Dangerous Lilly ~



Sex Toys: Single or Partnered, there is no shame in owning them - There’s no fucking shame in owning your sexuality, in taking control of your own damn orgasm. Can you PREFER human contact and partnered sex to sex toys? Sure. You can prefer whatever the fuck you want. But don’t insinuate to me that owning a lot of sex toys is somehow bad or shameful.



All blogs that have a submission in this edition must re-post this digest from tip-to-toe on their blogs within 7 days. Re-posting the photo is optional and the use of the “read more…” tag is allowable ~after this point~. Thank you, and enjoy!


New Blogger Education Posts


Blog Design 101: Balancing Personal Style vs Readability

A Cautionary Word on Joining Affiliate Programs


Kink & Fetish


BDSM Day, an international recognition

BDSM Advice Series: Bondage Tape

Being a Brat Can Hurt

Caning, energy and romance

Screw roses! I enjoy playing with Thorns...

Working Girl



Erotic Writing


A Trip to the Toy Store

Can I get into your knickers now?

Coffee Break

early afternoon

Elevator Shaft

Fogged-up Windows

Fucking Eli

FWB

I'll see you tonight...

One on One

Open By Night

Rock Out With My Cock Out

Renewed Interest

Twenty/Fifty-Three

that little fucking game changer [part I]

the weekend away - Sunday



Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor


Death By Bondage

Hypocrite, PA-Rant!

kink labels....is there a place for me? (or someday my kink will come)

Things I Looove Thursday



Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships


Ask PolyAnna: Multiple partners?? Safer sex??

Are My Nipples Getting The Correct Signals?

Evolution

More Pussy Pride - The Perfect Vagina

My Take On Masculinity

Rambling Harlot: On Internet Dating and Shyness

Sex and Catholic Schools

Sex And Disability: Starting the Dialogues

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

slick

slick flesh
the heavy heat
turned them
slippery with need

they licked
the salt
off each other’s bodies
chased by a body shot
of tequila
or two

it was
thirty two freaking degrees
celsius
hotter than hell
as they explored
the musky swamp
of their desires

hellish pain
hellish pleasure
they tasted it all
pushing past
the sweat the salt
playing in slow motion
leaving a trail of toys
scattered here and there
a golden peacock feather
a velvety black flogger
and a few things
that pinched and cut

until the musky heat
overcame them
and they headed
in search of coolness

the blessed cold shock
of the shower
drenched them
revived them in cool relief

one voice said
is this what you want
this
and this
and this

each word punctuated
by the slap of flesh
rhythmic thuds
as one hand
braced against
the wet gleaming tiles
and one hand
snarled inside
a wet mane of hair
pulled tight

and one voice said
more
more
more

eventually
they emerged
naked wet flesh
still dripping

they made it to the bed
where they collapsed
limbs carelessly entwined
around each other
drowsing in the heat
with an occasional
pinch of a nipple
and lazy spank
of an already rosy cheek

the humid mugginess
in the air
kissed them to sleep
where they dreamed
their bodies still
affectionally wrapped
around each other

they fell asleep,
still slick.

***

the devil you know

take me to heaven
take me to hell
it doesn’t matter where

you turn my bones
to water
you turn my flesh
to mud

i want to get
dirty with you
bring me down down down
deep
down to my knees
bring me up up up
to that
floating cloud
of your high

twist me turn me
it’s all
junk and treasure
the merry go round
of your will
spins me out
spins me where
you care to go

oh you shine
wicked and wet
you draw the moonlight
into the dark heart
of your midnight soul

*sympathy for the devil
you laugh
as the music plays
you just know
the slip and slide
of your magic hands
will get you in
anywhere

crazy good
crazy bad
it don’t make a difference
you and your
addictive touch
oh don’t do that
or that
or that
too late
you’re like a
madness in the blood
you percolate
all my senses

you don’t rhyme
you don’t reason
you don’t give a damn
you just shrug
with a wink
slip back into
the night

leaving that fleeting taste
of heaven
and hell
behind

crazy fool
come back

it’s late
it’s too late

you go back
to the shadows
you came from.

***

* Sympathy For The Devil, by The Rolling Stones

the pain of my writing (let it bleed)

bleed
baby, bleed
he said

he told me once
or a million times
(half jokingly, half not)
that i should suffer
all the time
because of the
quality of my writing
when i was
in pain

i looked at him
the last time
he said that to me
and as I looked at him
i found myself
*staring into an Abyss
and the Abyss
stared back at me

ever so quietly
and gently
i replied:
No.

***

* “When you stare into the abyss the abyss stares back at you.”
- Friedrich Nietzsche

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

An Enigmatically Devious Sinematic Trip: Mascara, Popcorn & Sinema Saliba

It’s such a delicious word: devious.

And devious indeed is the evil mastermind talent of Matthew Saliba, a hot upcoming film director of a chockfull of sado-erotic film horrors.

Last night I had the pleasure of viewing a retrospective of six of Saliba’s films, which were part of the brand-spanking new Mascara & Popcorn Film Festival, a unique, experimental, alternative film festival and film happening in the Montreal area.

I was delighted to meet both Matthew Saliba and Florence T., one of Mascara & Popcorn’s founders and bright lights.

It’s quite a rare treat to see kinky films on the big screen in town and I was really looking forward to seeing not one but six kinky wonders in a row at the quirky, funky fun Mainline Theatre venue.

Expectations? I had none. But even so I was surprised where this sinematic experience brought me, because of the yes – devious - twists and turns of these Saliba gleefully-wicked creations.

I found myself viewing the films with a kind of double perspective: from the perspective of the long-time film aficionado who appreciated the different hommages to genres in Saliba’s films, and also from the kinkster perspective, of one who was evaluating the BDSM content of each film. I was happily satisfied on both levels and found myself craving more. More, more more, like the refrain from the Rocky Horror experience.


1. THE MANIPULATOR AND THE SUBSERVIENT (2003) - 11 mins

Saliba’s first film and first film of the night offered an interesting byplay and switching of the roles of dominant and submissive roles. I thoroughly enjoyed the acting talents of the two older actors, who would show up in more of Saliba’s films.


2. PANDORA'S PARADOX (2004) - 24 mins

I found PANDORA'S PARADOX to be the most disturbing of Saliba’s films. The irony of it was that I found the two most BDSM scenes, strange takes on electro/breath play and puppy play, to be the most normal parts of the films, the parts I could most easily relate to. In those scenes Saliba took some basic BDSM elements and took them to some absurd universe that was kind of fun to visit. :) And I wondered just where did he find that cone-like device? lol

Why I was so disturbed was actually through the B Movie horror element of these bizarre big/small thumbs slash penis-like alien creatures. The Big Thumb’s lusty cries and visual weirdness made me squeamish. Yes, this enigmatically kinky blogger with deep sadomasochistic tendencies, felt queasy from looking at and hearing This Thing. It was just so….squirmy.

My odd squeamishness is why although I enjoyed David Cronenberg’s Scanners, I would never enjoy watching his Naked Lunch.

Which is not to say the alien thumb/penis thing was not well-done. It was and I am sure horror film buffs would appreciate it, in all its gory splendor.


3. SHE WAS ASKING FOR IT (2007) - 12 mins

It was a true shame that there were technical difficulties with the showing of SHE WAS ASKING FOR IT that brought the film to an early end.

The still photography was visually stunning, with a gorgeous treatment of light and atmosphere. Each shot perfectly framed eye candy that left me craving more.

And with this film we were firmly and beautifully in the deep lovely heart of BDSM territory and it made my kinky heart sing. I wanted to see the full story unfold, even with being told the end by Saliba when they had to stop the film. Perhaps another time.


4. VAMPYROS LESBOS (2008) - 20 mins

VAMPYROS LESBOS made me flash back to a really fun B (well more like F) Vampire film festival at the Cinema du Parc, that I had seen years ago. The films were ultra-cheesy 70s vampire flicks that had the audience roaring with laughter. When Saliba explained that the inspiration for his film came from a film with the same name from the 70s, I thought that perhaps that film came from the same school of thought.

VAMPYROS LESBOS was fun. Sensual naked vampire lesbians and a wonderfully wicked revenge. Who could ask for more? 

5. DARK LOTUS (2009) - 14 mins

DARK LOTUS (2009) was pure stylistic genius. Every artistic element was exquisitely captured – hair, makeup, photography, fashion, light, and evocative expression.

The mobsters in it reminded me of the mobsters in Muholland Drive, not only my all-time favorite David Lynch movie but perhaps one of my all-time favorite movies of all-time. Period.

Oh and there was an extra special treat for Montrealers. The beautiful spiderweb ropework done by the very talented Dunter, rope rigger extraordinaire, who is very well known in our local BDSM scene. I’ve always wanted to attend one of his rope workshops. To see the darkly beautiful Lotus (the sublime Black Widow) crawling across that beautiful rope spiderweb was enchanting.

6. AMY'S IN THE ATTIC (2011) - 23 mins

And then there was the last dark treat of the night: AMY'S IN THE ATTIC, Saliba’s first film with dialogue. Done in that wonderful Italian Cinema Exploitation style, that film genre that is so delightfully schlocky and hilarious, it was really groovy, baby!

They say beware what you wish for because the gods may punish you by making your wish come true. And so Amy found out the hard way. Such tasty punishment for the viewers, though!

Oh and the “Alucard”, “Dracula” backwards, for the name of the villain of the piece. That was a nice touch.


All in all, a tasty film treat, was this Mascara & Popcorn and Saliba retrospective combo.

My final impression was that Matthew Saliba is both a talented actor and director and I will be happy to look out for his future film projects.

A great double Q & A session rounded off a nice kinky night.

For more on Matthew Saliba:
http://twitter.com/sinemasaliba
http://www.facebook.com/sinema.saliba
http://www.myspace.com/matthewsaliba


For more on Mascara & Popcorn:
MASCARA AND POPCORN’s Art and Film Festival
From July 4th to July 11th 2011
http://mascara-popcorn.com/


Kinky kisses,
Angel :)

***July 29 update:
For more on Matthew Saliba and Mascara & Popcorn,
read my very good friend Mystress Lady Evyl's kinkalicious interview with
Matthew Saliba:
Want Sado-Erotic Horror Movies? Yes please!
Films by Matthew Saliba » Mystress Lady Evyl