Drawings
Come here my love, I will show you my dirty desires, my perverse thoughts, and my perverse mind. Come into my secret garden, I am waiting for you, don’t make me wait, I am already wet.
Endless Tubes
I still have these bizarre, endless dreams of long, penetrating tubes. From the book The strange life of Dr Sissitrix aka Sin-Pods.
House of Pain
The dark lodge where the Sin-Pods were tested. The surrealist researches of Dr Sissitrix. You are not reading the book. This is a simulation.
Everything’s Fine
Everything will be fine. And go find a space where art leads, not follows. Build your private pleasure away from normality. You are a freak.
In the Darkness
“Look but don’t touch. Touch but don’t taste. Taste but don’t swallow.” What shame is abou? What is there too look at? Into darkness.
Late Night
Come here slave, bow down in front of your Mistress. You will always be weak for a pair of boots. That mischievous, vintage leather.
In the Eye
Come here slave, bow down in front of your Mistress. You will always be weak for a pair of boots. That mischievous, vintage leather.
Fragile, Wounded
Nothing’s gonna hurt you baby. Wounded arms must carry the load. Nobody’s gonna hurt you, until the end of the night.
Nocturnal Wood
Nocturnal secret woods are full of secret mysteries that can only be revealed to the witches with abstract pornographic symbols.
Black Leather
Come here slave, bow down in front of your Mistress. You will always be weak for a pair of boots. That mischievous, vintage leather.
Devil’s Tongue
The Devil smiled. “Taller in some nightmares,” he said. Then, his tongue, long and impossibly red, sweeping the air between her legs.
The Watcher
The Devil smiled. “Taller in some nightmares,” he said. Then, his tongue, long and impossibly red, sweeping the air between her legs.
Big Mouth
Her mouth is a temple. Her orders are dare sharpened on her teeth. She spits, the slave obeys, trembling between profanity and prophecy.