If I recall right, there were only three pics in that series. I think I drew them 4-5 years ago. :p So its safe to say that there is nothing new coming with that.
This one is not something I’d indulge in personally since I’m not interested in being on bottom ever, but it is a hot idea all the same.
A sub, kept perpetually in a chastity cage, is fitted with a strap-on dildo. Perhaps made from a mold of his own cock. He’s then forced to fuck his dom (who tops from the bottom) when they have sex.
Only one of them gets off. Not much question which.
That is a distinct possibility.
So you’re saying the solution is for me to draw art that is not remotely hot? Hmmm…
Umm … I guess today is Fisting Day?
Well. Let’s get to it then. *gets the Crisco*
I am cursed.
I finally get my laptop back from the repair shop. Its still overheating and now the C drive is messed up. Can’t reliably reproduce the new problems, but things are worse :p
Thinking about just buying a new one rather than dealing with this crap…
No new art because I had no laptop. Now no new art because I have my laptop back, but horrible. =/
Thanks for the support.
I don’t think it was trolling or insults, just people that don’t understand me or my art. I’m sure they petition other artists the same way to have their personal kinks drawn.
And don’t be shy, anon. :p Good people are the one’s I want to meet here. :p
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I always enjoyed your art especially the one’s with tied up boys. My only gripe from one artist to another is that you are not able to post more picture more frequently. But I take what I can get. Ciao!
Well, to be fair, this is my hobby, not my profession. If I could make 70k a year drawing porn, I’d be far more prolific. :p As it is, this is an activity for weekends.
But thanks! I’m glad you enjoy what you see.
You know things have come to a head when I have to write about it.
My art is an expression of my sexuality and fantasies. If you enjoy what you see, huzzah. If not, I’m sure you can find your kink drawn elsewhere.
What is getting to me is the sense of entitlement from some of the requests and messages I’m getting. There have been a lot lately. I’m not here to talk dirty to you, or draw your personal odd kinks, or even give bdsm advice. I’m not looking for subs or giving away free art if you only ask.
I’m just a creepy recluse who enjoys drawing and writing and sharing his creations.
I’ve met some awesome people through my art and hope to continue to do so. Cheers to everyone.
Why should I be forced to let you go, let you go.
I’ll beat you ‘til you love me.
~Shone, Piano Wire Number 12
I love Japanese porn - its wildly different than Western stuff either in kinks or presentation or whatever. 90% of my collection is Japanese stuff. Nothing ruins a piece of porn for me more than suddenly having it interrupted by that confounded Japansese fake whining.
Is it a cultural difference? Could very well be. Do I like it? I’ll admit to largely watching with the sound muted…
Delicate badger raping coming right up. Also, cheese is bad for subs. Please consider gravy or bean curd as an alternative.
I would. This ask really pushed an arousal button for me and now I’m pondering it heavily.
I found all my old rulebooks / comics for Necromunda and it got me nostalgic. Good games, awesome setting.
I played Spyers (go figure) who came down from the Spire to find and collect pretty slaves to take home to their decadent lairs. They kind of turned into the bad guys in our campaign.
One follower away from 2000.
I know you have many choices for getting yourself off, but thank you for choosing Mister X.
Thanks everyone, I’m flattered.
You know the videos. They zoom in way too close so all you get is a cock, or a boob, or a butt. And then they stay there.
I love full body shots. I like to see muscle groups, proportions, all that nerdy artsy stuff. I like to see a face while their body twitches and writhes.
A zoom shot with someone moaning over it is not quite the same.
evilantonio answered your question: Most devious chastity cages you’ve seen?
lots of spikes
On the inside or the out? ;)
Gathering up ideas. Real or fictional. I’m probably going to invent something devilish for one of the cages. I’ve got some poses sketched out. I’ll expand more after I get back from my holiday this weekend.
I kinda want to draw a casual-ish pic of three half-dressed subs in a half-circle, comparing chastity cages. I’ll stick Piper and another regular in there. Maybe a new face or someone I’m forgetting.
“Damn, dude, does that even have a lock on it?!”
“No… It’s welded.”
“Well mine tucks everything between my legs. Looks like nothing is there at all most of the time.”
“First person perspective” camera work for porn is really nasty. You always end up with just the view of someone’s back or awkward camera angles.
Get a tripod or a friend to hold the camera.
I seem to constantly veer from post-apocalyptic fantasy to dreary cyberpunk for my personal story settings. And then my porn is just generic real world. XD
Too many ideas.
“You’re everything to me.” The boy crooned. He nipped at Staton’s neck needily, his eyes half-lidded with carnal lust. The youth’s club attire left little to the imagination - his form fitting leggings made his arousal apparent, which he pressed up against Staton, like a dog in heat.
Staton smirked and pressed a kiss against the boy’s lips. He could hear the heated moan even over the noises from the nearby club. The two were alone in an alleyway, the only light a distant lamp and the glow of the boy’s implants.
“I love you, Staton. You’re perfect.” The last words were muffled as he slowly lowered himself to the ground, his face nuzzled against Staton’s crotch.
He still didn’t know the club kid’s name. Didn’t matter. Staton owned him now.
The fake moaning, the fake dirty talk, and the over the top climax noises.
Yes, porn is acting. It is a show and its unrealistic. But some of the hottest stuff I’ve seen is completely natural. People being themselves. Its pretty obvious when you’re putting on a show and when you’re lost in the moment.
New pic in the making and its more than just a portrait. ;) Almost done. Your patience with my writing will be rewarded visually.
“Why he got those chains?”
Kole slumped limply on the ground. The fire in his eyes persisted, but the fight was out of him. A sharp jab to the stomach left him vomiting on the leafy ground, the followup now showed in his swelling eye.
“He’s a slave, course.”
“Why he got all dem scars?”
“He’s a bad slave.”
The gang of mercenaries stood in a semi circle around Kole. Two of the others seemed disinterested, but the two that now stared at the youth made his flesh crawl.
Damn, I forgot about that station 713 story. Eesh. Hot. >_> Why the hell didn’t I do more with it.
Thanks for bringing it up again, anons 1 and 2. :D
Good catch, anon. You know my stuff better than me. http://misterchristianx.tumblr.com/post/18277031935/station-713
They should still be accessible here back in my archives. Nothing lost there. :3
That sounds vaguely familiar, but I don’t recall when I wrote it or where I posted it. A lot of my quickie-one-off stories are only posted in one place - I don’t keep my own copies. Probably a bad thing, but meh :p
Damn. I’m approaching 2k followers. That’s pretty awesome.
Guess that means I need to produce something new to celebrate…
Magic exists but only the fae (pixies, faeries, little flighty folk). Humans discover that with a hard will the magic can be stolen from the fae and used for unlimited potential.
Unfortunately for the fae, this means they are hunted, collected, abused, and misused by those that are in the know.
I see it as an excuse to draw little people in all sorts of magically fueled machines or even used by “wizards” to cast spells.
Need a candles? Keep a pixie in a jar, give him a good shake.
I am getting the initial sketches put together for Meg and Kinsley, the feral boy pups.
I do need reference for a couple big dog breeds in the stages of lounging, butt sniffing, and possibly other unspeakable activities. Probably mastiffs unless someone has a better idea for big guard dog breeds.
Anyone know any sources?
Sites that think that porn is some guy sitting on a ratty sofa, wanking off.
Because I’ve never seen masturbation before.
Get up, do something interesting and risque!
Feeling like I’ve been holding my breath with my fingers crossed for the last four months. Good intentions and hopes are not the same as coming up for air.
I don’t think I enjoy writing a characters first bdsm experience. Nor the first training. I feel this material has been written over in every porn.
A desk job is stalled for that reason. Dogs’ Life has training all done, ready to hang.
(That was just an exploratory write up that I accidentally posted XD It was supposed to be saved. Seems folks enjoyed it. I’ve got a plot idea for this one - unlike A Desk Job, where I’m making it up as a go.)
Wyot crouched agog at the side of the Olde Black Road. The baying of hounds sent the man scurrying for cover, pulling his cart with him into the dense foliage that hung over the black earth.
His three days journey on the old road had been uneventful, free from bandits and other travelers alike. On several evenings smoke columns rose from distant, differing points along the horizon. Villages and hamlets that he intentionally avoided thus far. They were untrusting and wary of strangers. Wyot was no merchant which made him even more suspicious in their eyes.
Now the man watched as a deer burst from the woods, two great hunting dogs worrying at the beast’s side, with another three hounds close in pursuit. The pack felled the creature swiftly, massive jaws holding firm.
Roving dogs were a common enough menace. But then late comers arrived to the scene. Wyot supposed them to be the hounds’ handlers - a hunting party. The men quickly set about pulling the massive dogs away, holding them tightly by heavy collars. The final attendent cleared the forest, some kind of warlord or noble.
Wyot was only confused more by the man’s appearance. On a length of heavy chain held in his hands were two youths, lopping on all fours and completely unclothed. They nosed about the deer awkwardly, casting sideways glances at the bearer of the leash.
A big bull of a dog growled loudly at the pair, sending them both scampering back to the man’s feet, visibly quaking.
Feral children, he wondered. Raised by hounds? Stranger and stranger still.
Might write something more on that last scenario
The lord of the manner keeps a pair of his bastard offspring as feral pets along with his kennel of large guard dogs. Though many notice, especially when he takes them for walks on the grounds or throws them scraps in the midst of great dinners, nobody dares acknowledge that it is anything but normal.
I appreciate that.
Past experience has made me paranoid. People who don’t know when fantasy stops. The knowledge that these sorts of things actually happen in the world.
Survivor’s guilt without actually being a survivor. :p
Also, don’t be shy, lil’ anon. I’m not scary. ;)