On the appeal of monster fucking

One of the books I’m determined to finish in 2019 is about monsters, so I’m thinking a lot about them lately.

I love monsters—in both the “general interest” sense of the word love and the more perverted one. I always have, beginning with the tentacle hentai I discovered online as a teenager. That attraction has grown over the years as my sexuality has flourished and darkened, and stuff like the sudden flood of Venom erotic art and stories after the movie’s 2018 release has only increased my interest.

Not only do I love monsters, but I love that monster fucker (along with robot fucker and alien fucker) has become a term that people are proud to call themselves.

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How I’m getting my sex drive back

Ever since the hellish job that drove me to freelancing and sex work two and a half years ago, my sex drive has been as flat, dead, and dull as a sheet of paper.

I started making improvements last year, coming out of my depression and relearning my worth, but putting one of my pets to sleep only days before a cross-country move (to a city I’ve come to dislike) iced all the progress I’d made.

This is a common theme in my life, attached as it is to the endless cycles of depression that have plagued me since I was a preteen. I never lose my interest in the general concept of sex and sexuality, but it’s like all the wires connecting that interest to my personal enjoyment get snipped and have to be repaired.

I’m still finishing up that repair work, so I figured I’d share some of my strategies in case others are going through a similar experience.

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Sexy, kinky gift ideas for yourself

The number of times in the last two weeks I’ve told myself “This’ll be a Christmas present to myself!” as I add something to my online cart and proceed to checkout are…well, there have been a lot.

I’m a big believer in treating yourself, and holidays like Christmas are the perfect opportunities for it.

Have you treated yourself sufficiently this season? If you haven’t (or if you want to treat yourself just a little bit more), let me give you some ideas.

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Overeducated and underqualified, or getting into sex work

Let me tell you about my employment history.

Actually, to do that, I have to tell you about my education history. When I was growing up, education was Very Important. Getting As (not A minuses, for which I was always jokingly-but-not-really chastised by my father) was Very Important. Going to college and keeping a high GPA was Very Important.

Things that were not Very Important? Part-time jobs, because they might impact my schoolwork. Internships, because they might impact my schoolwork.

You know where I’m going with this, right?

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Gift ideas for the kinksters in your life

If you’re kinky, chances are you know a lot of other kinky people too, be they partners or friends or just acquaintances. And around this time of year, gift-giving is as much in the air as the cold. These people in your life are important to you, and you want to show them so.

For partners, you might have a good idea already of what they want or what they’d appreciate, but what about the people you don’t know quite so intimately?

I was pondering this myself and came up with a few kink-specific gift ideas to share. This list isn’t exhaustive by any means, but it’s a good place to start—and maybe it’ll get your own ideas flowing!

Ready? Let’s get a little kinky.

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Run on batteries, or the history and future of this blog

Technically this blog existed long before I started publishing under Rose P. Lethe, although its name was different. In my midtwenties I had aspirations of someday reviewing sex toys for a living.

I tried it, for a few months. My then-Wordpress was called Run on Batteries, which I took from one of Kaylee’s lines in Serenity. 

It didn’t work out, obviously.

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