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Road Wraiths (Video)

By Home, Rabbit Holes, Surrealism and Psychedelia, Video

Road Wraiths

On a moonless night, beneath a canopy of twisted branches, we found ourselves on a desolate road that snaked through the heart of an ancient forest. The air grew heavy with an eerie silence as our car’s headlights cut through the oppressive darkness.

As we ventured further into the lonely abyss, shadows danced on the periphery of our vision. Pale, ethereal figures emerged from the trees, their ghostly forms bathed in an otherworldly glow. Their beauty was haunting, a spectral allure that seemed to transcend the boundaries between the living and the dead.

The women, with flowing hair and eyes that glowed like forgotten stars, lined the sides of the road. Their spectral hands reached out, fingers beckoning with an irresistible pull. Mesmerized, we couldn’t resist the allure, as if the very essence of the night compelled us to follow.

The engine hummed, and the tires whispered against the asphalt as we succumbed to the enchantment. The forest enveloped us in an inky blackness, the trees closing in like sinister sentinels. A haunting melody echoed through the air, a mournful symphony that seemed to emanate from the very depths of the woods.

As we delved deeper, the apparitions’ once-beautiful faces contorted into twisted masks of malevolence. The air turned frigid, and the seductive whispers became chilling warnings. Panic set in as we realized we had been ensnared by a spectral trap, lured into the heart of a forbidding realm.

With each passing moment, the road seemed to stretch infinitely into the inky unknown, and the apparitions’ taunting laughter echoed through the desolation. It became clear that our journey had taken an ominous turn, and escape from the grasp of these ghostly sirens would not be easily granted.

In the heart of that haunted night, our car hurtled forward, surrounded by the haunting beauty of the specters, as we faced the unsettling truth that we had become unwitting travelers on a road that led not to salvation, but to a realm where the boundary between the living and the dead blurred into a nightmarish tapestry of the unknown.

Deep Space Habitat – Lareina

By Home, Sci Fi

Deep Space Habitat – Model: Lareina Tay

Orgy Melt

By Home, Rabbit Holes, Surrealism and Psychedelia

Crystal in Congregation of Potato People

By Home, Rabbit Holes, Surrealism and Psychedelia

Crystal in Congregation of Potato People. Model: Crystal A

Church of the Potato People

In the Church of the Tuber, where spuds convene,

A congregation of potato people, a sight unseen.

Their eyes, like russet orbs, fixed on the sacred ground,

As they gather in reverence, in silence profound.

Starch-filled hearts beat in unison, a tater’s devotion,

In pews of mashed delight, a tuberous emotion.

The pulpit adorned with skins, a priestly spud ascends,

Preaching the gospel of the harvest, where the potato life transcends.

But amid the devout, a stranger unknown,

A beauty in disguise, a presence all her own.

She, an outsider, a radiant yam,

In the sea of potatoes, a singular glam.

Her skin, a golden hue, not of earthly soil,

A sweet fragrance of difference, a celestial foil.

Yet, she hides among them, a secret delight,

In the congregation’s eyes, a clandestine light.

The potato people, unaware of her grace,

Continue their worship in the starchy space.

But the outsider listens, absorbing their prayer,

In the silence of tubers, a connection rare.

As the sermon concludes, and the congregation disbands,

The outsider reveals herself, a rose in the lands.

The potatoes, astonished, yet welcoming still,

In this diverse church, love trumps the thrill.

For in the Church of the Tuber, diversity blooms,

In the richness of differences, unity looms.

Potato people and yams, together they stand,

In the spud-filled sanctuary, hand in hand.

Jenn Michelle – Tiny Dancer

By Fetish, Home

Tiny Dancer. Model: Jenn Michelle

Magic Mushroom Nymph

By Home

Crater Lake – Lethe

By Home

Anna Lemon – Black and White on Soft Pink

By Fantasy, Fetish, Home

Anna Black and White on Soft Pink. Model: Anna Lemon

Olinka and Frankenstein’s Monster (6)

By Fantasy, Home

Just having some fun revisiting one of my favorite horror films as an adult. Thanks to Olinka Lickova for shedding her clothes and providing me with some inspirational poses (though neither of us at the time had any idea this is how they would ultimately be used). Would have been fun to see how the monster reacted to this naked hottie. (Did the good Dr. Frankenstein sew on ALL the parts when he put the creature together?)

Smoke and Shadows – Loiis and Crystal

By Home

Smoke and Shadows. Models: Crystal Allen and Loiis a.k.a. Amelie Belain

Summer Home – Violet and Jenn

By Home

Summer Home – Models: Violet and Jenn

Dock Beauties

By Home

Dock Beauties. Models (L to R): Kay Ace, Olinka Lickova, Jessa Ray Muse

Kinky Komix – Fashionista Picnic (3)

By Home

Kinky Komix – Fashionista Picnic –  Models: Crystal Nicole, Jenn Michelle

Adlee Ray – Sun Goddess (5)

By Goddesses, Home, Nature au Naturel

Adlee Ray as a Sun Goddess at Muses in Wonderland. Model: Adlee Ray

Asylum – Hysteria, Nymphomania, and the Sexual Madness of Women (3)

By Home

Sins of the flesh. Nymphomania. Hysteria. Insane love. The demonization and pathologization of female sexuality. Models: Crystal Nicole, Olinka Lickova, Rachel Lilly

Electrogasm – Jemstarlight Moon

By Home

Jemstarlight Moon spreading her legs to the heavens for a divinely electrifying orgasm.

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Cloud Peak – Crystal and Chandra

By Home

Secret Hideaway (3)

By Home

Secret Hideaway –  Models: Amelie Belain, Olinka Lickova

Factory Women #1

By Home

Factory Women #1 – Women at Work. Models: Rachel Lily, Eva, and Olinka Lickova.