Have you browsed the House of Gord lately?

Their brand of bdsm is so unique. Some of the niches they’ve clearly mastered are the transportation of bound women, boxing women like dolls, fucking machines, and outdoor humiliation. Not your cup of tea? Ah, but I bet you’re curious.

I used to be obsessed with being bound and transported when I was younger. My friends would begrudgingly bind a scantily clad lesbodojo with duct tape and put me in the trunk of my car. Then I’d be driven to another location, unbound, and let go. Typically, I’d videotape the experience. Performance art, right? Ah, youth! I think that’s mostly out of my system now. I still enjoy watching mummification, though. I can’t lie. It’s fucking hot.

Think of the amount of trust you’re giving the people involved with your scene. During the time that you’re bound, you can either feel complete peace or fear. It’s an amazing learning experience. If you’ve built up a lot of trust and healthy communication with your play partner, go for it.

One thing I have yet to try is lesbian heavy petting through a latex vacuum bed (for complete sensory deprivation). That sounds so erotic and yummy to me. Ok, I feel like I’ve shared too much now. Oh well…sharing is caring, as they say!

Here are some House of Gord videos and pics for you to devour whole: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.

Have you ever fucked a blow up doll? Don’t worry. I won’t tell on you. I’m sure there are a few of you out there who did it as a joke in college. …just once. …drunk. …and you didn’t like it. Ok, so maybe you liked it a little. Whatever. All I’m sayin is that if you’re goign to stick your beloved penis in a deflated plastic hole, make sure nobody takes pics (or video). [tee hee]

All jokes aside, if you insist on fucking plastic, pick a quality sex toy. Try a Fleshlight or a Real Doll. You’ll feel less lame. Promise.

I have to say, since I’ve moved to San Francisco I’ve seen some of the craziest shit. Some shit I never thought I’d be around, and if my family found out they’d probably disown me. Regardless, this weekend marked the 23rd Folsom Street Fair in San Fran. And I’m sure I’m giving off the wrong vibe with the photo above, because it wasn’t a lot of chicks with nice boobs. You could easily describe the fair with two words: leather and cocks. I also ran into our friends from FuckingMachines.com that were mounting a man in a all fours cage, so they were a little too busy to talk. That about sums up what I saw at the fair anyway. Here’s how they describe it:

Folsom Street Events is a nonprofit 501(c)(3) organization serving the adult San Francisco alternative communities. Through the production of street fairs, Folsom Street Events promotes diversity within the leather/alternative lifestyle, highlighting entertainment, service and vendors. Proceeds from the production of the fairs are distributed to organizations which promote a sense of community, diversity, cooperation, health and human services.

To finish it all up. It’s awesome that people can be so free and open here in San Francisco. It’s even better that they’re cool with people like me that aren’t into it at all, but just walk around and
smile and take photos. San Francisco is crazy, but I love it.

Check out the Folsom Street Fair photos on Flickr and their Official Website. I know there were thousands of you there, so please comment on this with links to your photos so we can all enjoy. Thanks.