Coping With Rope Burn Through "Shay Jordan Slippage"

By Ottimo Massimo, 5:00 PM on Thu Oct 1 2009, 8,660 views (Edit, to draft, Slurp)

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Some porns you watch, you play along at home with the actors, you get off, and go to sleep. And then there are films that facilitate an identity crisis.

Shay Jordan Slippage

Studio: Digital Playground
Director: Celeste
Cast: Shay Jordan, Daisy Marie, Jandi Lin, Nautica Thorn, Britney Amber, Nika Noir, Priva, Karina Kay, Ben English, Danny Mountain, Johnny Sins, Tommy Gunn

The first thing you see is Karina Kay writing on the floor, calves bound to thighs, touching herself. This is a marvelously hot way to roll the opening credits.

What you don't realize is that you've essentially watched the whole movie.

In almost every scene, Karina Kay is elaborately bound and placed to the side of the action. So just as Shay and Daisy Marie are freed and fucked out of their nylon ropes, you see Karina on the bed, facing away from the threesome. What is she doing there? No idea. Do they ever touch her? Nope.

Of course, the cast manages to get along fine by themselves. Shay and Daisy are ravenous. Priva and Danny Mountain carry on an intimate anal scene from the comforts of an armchair. Shay's other scenes, one with Danny and the other with Nika Noir and Johnny Sins, are both delightfully spank-heavy. Without fail, all of the scenes are rough and sweaty.

Save for Karina, none of the girls are too hindered by their ropes. Jandi Lin, in one scene, holds Britney Amber's by her leash, and cockchokes her on Tommy Gunn.

Tommy, actually, is the most demobilized member of the cast, as one scene has him completely cocooned in saran wrap. He just lies there like a steak as Nautica Thorn rubs him through the plastic. Eventually she frees him, but part of me wishes she hadn't. Something about Nautica only popping out his penis and hands (the useful parts) and riding him, plastic and all, is fun to watch in a mummy-sex kind of way.

Meanwhile, Karina's just sitting there, watching. Hanging out. Sporting more rope than a Spanish galleon. Looking bored. Not even masturbating.

At one point, Nautica looks at her and says, "You know you want some."

It is then you know for sure that this is all in Karina's head. And her own masturbatory fantasy is staring back at her.

It is then you realize you are Karina Kay.