Erotic imagery... goes back at least as far as the Ancient Romans, but Courbet seems to be the first to train his gaze upon that which truly inspired him; not just the physicality... of his models, but also... their souls.
It is often something you hear about kink, that it's all just make believe. That it's roleplay. And for some people, I'm sure that's what it is.
There are so many ways to explore this form of intimate companionship and dominance, and it deserves more respect than we give it.
You have to concede that to those who can stand it, these things might be more than a head rush; they might actually be delicious.
...we're not talking about the bizarre irregularities of culture, we're talking about my systemic dysfunction as a human being, and that needs to be stamped out immediately.
Porn is far enough outside of the mainstream that there's no culture that holds producers accountable.
The only time we ever address sex publicly is to remind people what a sordid, painful, embarrassing affair the whole thing is to begin with, and that has got to change.
We have to stop pretending that a thoughtful, enlightened, sophisticated approach to life and to human expression is necessarily a chaste one. It's bad for art, it's bad for sex, and yes, it's bad for society.
The idea... that the erotic equivalent of panhandling is apparently so popular, and that there are so many people who perpetuate and participate in it in spite of its toxic nature, is a unique kind of depressing.
[I]t's often hard for a new Domme, or really the uninitiated in general, to separate the essence of domination, power, and control from the image one often has of a "dominatrix".