There is a belief that sex work is not a dignified way to make a living.
We see anti-sex work activists and abolitionists try to fool people into sustaining this belief: you cannot have dignity if you choose this; you are sullied and less than by this work you do. (Many continue into dogma about it being inherently exploitative and violent.)
Obviously, this can only be the case if sex, or eroticism in general, is thought to be something dirty and shameful, and thus the choosing it as one’s work makes you dirty and shameful.
Why is sex not dignified? Who got to decide that the emotions, arousal, and mechanism by which we came into existence is perhaps not the most dignified thing of all?
When he arrived, I pushed Monkey Dick into a chair and created a challenging situation for him:
As you can imagine, I had a lot of fun with this.
I laid him on his back and trapped his poor balls in my CBT table:
How hot is seeing his nuts sitting there on the table, as if being served up on a platter for me?
I gave him the honor of me in my sexy thigh-highs step on and grind his vulnerable balls:
Later, I brought out my new floggers and gave them a test run on his ass, thighs, cock, and balls:
A perfect way to spend an afternoon. Monkey Dick sent me this in an email and I think he agrees:
“Thank you for another absolutely great session. Tying the spiked ball cage to my feet and then tickle my feet, very creative and sadistic. I loved it. Your new CBT trample table locks the balls in a very vulnerable position. I loved all the teasing and torturing … Your new black and red floggers are a real winner. They look great, make a significant slap sound on impact, and you are able to throw these floggers rapidly and accurately. With the cyclical flogging one hit blends into the next building to a crescendo. Great purchase and you use them very effectively! I hope to experience them again.“