Master Liam & Anastasia Pierce—both of whom we can personally vouch for—dare to defy these vanilla conventions that have been imposed on the industry by outsiders seeking to cash in on something they can’t possibly. In their breathtaking feature, "Taboo Lovers Enslaved" (releasing this week from Hustler), the pair feature Dana DeArmond, Madison Young, Aiden Starr, and Kendra James, all true submissives unequivocally and intimately aware of what power exchange means. Mistress Nicolette joins in the fun, helping Liam and Anastasia bring these deviant darlings' dark fantasies alive as they once again pledge their sweet, juicy hearts and holes over to the care of their captors. The results, while far from edge play, are still rather satisfying. Kudos to Liam (and his partner-in-crime Pierce) for pushing ever further into adult content production.

"Taboo Lovers Enslaved" releases today from Hustler Video.

· Hustler Video (hustlervideo.com)

This title comes to us from Tuna Empire, whose other titles (including "Family Circumstances", "Capture Guide for the First Date", and "Viva Freedom!". among others) feature slightly more realistic depiction of male organs and how much semen they produce than some of the other erotic manga we've seen. (Of course, the tradeoff is that we're subjected to more perverse and specialty categories of porn, but that's hentai for you.)

"The Spirit of Capitalism" follows Sayuri as she begins her new office lady job. "Office ladies" are a common sight in many Japanese companies; usually they perform support tasks for other employees like making copies and delivering mail. The twist here is that (surprise!) Sayuri's main job is to service the male employees of the company.

So a major focus of the scenes in this manga is gangbangs and forced humiliation, which Sayuri and her fellow office ladies seem more than happy to participate in—even if it's not part of their job descriptions or if it happens to take place on their day off.

As I mentioned before, the series does go off to into some more specialty aspects: specifically, there are a couple of scenes involving watersports. But those are few and far between, so if it's not your cup of tea you can just flip the page and the action will have already moved on to something else. This title also loves to feature anal play, so that takes center stage for many of the stories as well.

And as I also mentioned, Tuna Empire's work is worth checking out to see something that is not frequently depicted in ero-manga: men with realistically sized penises who ejaculate realistically. Up until they pull out the futanari (dickgirl) chick from India. Then all bets are off.

You can pick up a copy of "The Spirit Of Capitalism" from Icarus Comics, a fine purveyor for all your hentai needs.

About the author: Rich spends plenty of time blogging about anime, games, and toys across the interweb when he's not spending his time translating Japanese documents or writing screenplays.

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Previously: All In The Family: Taro Shinonome's "Swing Out Sisters"

Director Jim Powers is an auteur who can be trusted to "go there," and here he has compiled bits and pieces of scenes and backstage shenanigans to make up the 16th installment of a series that's got conservative porn producers pissed.

But it's not like Powers tramples fragile sensibilities willy-nilly.

"Don't let the property owners see you," he advises the (now retired) Lana Croft as she squats over a sink.

One would be mistaken to think that performers roll their eyes when Powers asks them to urinate, as if everything else they've done that day is somehow less graphic. In fact, when Chelsea Rae breaks in on Croft, Rae takes the sink next to her.

The disc includes golden outings by Holly Wellin, Sophie Dee, Serrena Marcus, Adrianna DeVille, and Sindee Jennings, whose aim and output is considerable. You may be wondering about the camera glare in Sindee's scene: that is the reflection off a plexiglass screen placed over the camera, which Jennings soaked from 15 feet away. And she isn't in the Olympics why?

Never say Fleshbot is too highbrow for you.

· JM Productions (jerkoffzone.com)
· Buy "Liquid Gold 16" (tlavideo.com)

Patches' Place: The Pee Movie List (patches.net)

It may be a man's world, but it don't mean nothing without a Chelsea Girl after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Chelsea Girl

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Golden

It's remarkably difficult to piss on someone.

Ms. P wanted to try it. She was turned on by the thought of kneeling fully clothed in front of me, unbuttoning the front her her dress while I let go a steady stream over her tits and face.

This is what you get for talking dirty carelessly on the phone, fantasies that have to get put into practice next time you get together.

On the way over to her place I had a large coffee and thought about how hot the sex would be once she'd gotten thoroughly drenched. I was going to make her wait for anything more than a kiss until afterwards. My bladder was pretty empty when I arrived at her flat, so I had to think of something to do in the meantime.

P came to the door wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I looked her up and down.

"What's this shit?" I asked, unimpressed...

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Terms of Surrender

It has come to my attention that things have changed between us. The persona you have played exclusively in the bedroom for many months has spilled out onto the floors of the rest of your life. I can view this in the ways you are dressing yourself. It is clear in the images of women that draw your attention. Your posture even assumes a difference when i come into the room. Patterns of breathing i'd seen only in your throes of passion now appear as we walk together.

Because of this, i offer you the following terms...

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Stop

Within this room, the normal routine and rhythm of sleep and wakefullness have been discarded. For the whole of the previous day, and the afternoon of the day before that, we have fucked when awake, then slept, then awoken again to fuck (or whatever), without regard to the clock. That's why at this hour, with the rest of the hotel silent, and the sounds of night coming through the slightly open window, I am rolling her over and sliding down between her sleepily spreading thighs.

By now, I have experienced her peak of pleasure maybe a couple of dozen times.

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Friday Night
My hand is still sore.

At 10, I invited Ms. Holloway to chat. At 10:30, we started chatting. At 11, I told her that I was watching Planet Earth. And told her that she was to come over and watch it with me.
There were logistical issues - a cab ride for her - ice cubes to buy for me - and she was over by midnight. So much for going to sleep early.
A comfortable conversation filled with missing pieces and anecdotes about growing up and learning what each of us needed. A nice walk down memory lane for me, and some interesting data points for both of us.
And then a silence filled the room. A purposeful silence, it seemed. "I was wondering when you were going to tell me to do something or hurt me."

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Slum Goddess

My hands were on the arms of the chair. She sat upright and placed them on her breasts. It was my first such feel, and a braless one at that. She pushed back down and we resumed kissing, now with my hands squished against her softness. What seemed like a happy eternity later, she pulled up again and pulled her blouse off. This was my first in-person view of a woman's naked breasts, and I sat there dumbfounded. She smiled at the effect she had on me, then stood, unbuckled my belt and undid the buttons on my jeans. I lifted my butt and she pulled off my jeans and briefs. She motioned me to remove my t-shirt.
My poor dick ached from having strained against the clothing, but was now free and in open air for the first time with a woman.

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Anyone Want the Icing?

When I stepped into the room, I took a moment a drink in the dichotomous situation. To the right of this very large room was a well stocked wet-bar complete with built in refrigerator and wine-chiller (yes, both), along with heavy crystal glasses hanging upside down from the cabinetry. Inside the cabinets was more crystal, some china, and personal decorations. Then that wall continued with thick, grand floor-to-ceiling bookshelves. In the middle of the room, ornate cream-colored couches with dark wood trim and wide matching arm chairs were gathered in a U-shape, with an Oriental rug filling the space between. Tiffany-style standing lamps added ambiance to the overhead in-ceiling lighting. Beyond the open-end of the U was a wall of windows, hidden behind the thick red drapes that shielded the room from sun...or shielded prying eyes from the room. Just in front of the windows sat a large-screen TV. This was a room where a professional entertained.

Tonight, this was a room that served as center stage for a bukkake party.

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See also: Sugasm #92: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)

Thumbnail via cougargalleries.com (TGP/preview gallery via Ask Jolene)

Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Don't bother trying to click on the English-language "Entry" link when you visit photographer Charles Mons' site: the navigation for his sumptuous online portfolio of fur-clad and rope-bound fetish nudes doesn't seem to have been translated yet. But once you find your way in, we're sure you'll have no problem exploring the various rooms of his chateau: what you'll see in "Le Boudoir" and "Le Donjon" is pretty much what you'd expect even if your French is limited to words like, say, "boudoir" and "donjon". The real treat, though, is Mons' gallery of anaglyph photos, which is worth tracking down a pair of 3-D glasses for in order to appreciate fully. For some of you, looking at those hyper-realistic scenes of restraining devices, suspension bondage, and models in garter belts pissing on each other will be an exercise in delicious frustration; for the more timid, knowing you can experience them from a safe distance without getting your wrists chafed or feet wet will probably be more than enough.

· Charles Mons Photographie (charles-mons.com)

Previously: Flesh Flicks: Sometimes, Love Don't Feel Like It Should, Deep Inside Kink Dot Com: Smut With A Smile, On The Set at Fuckingmachines, Fräulein Ehrhardt Teaches Us A Lesson, Kinky Erotica from Indepth Photography, Antone Pavlov and Molly: Fetish Muse

While photographer Anton Pavlov and his muse Molly seem to have the perfect working relationship producing "remarkable dysmophic sexual fictions" together (read: strange and sexy portraits involving things like latex, gas masks, rope, and piss play), things didn't start off so idyllic when the two first connected a few years ago: "(Molly) had just finished her last art exam and asked if she would like to model for me. A couple of test shots later I was arrested as the pictures were regarded as indecent. We had to postpone shooting for a month sorting that out ... I spent a day in a police cell whilst they looked at the shots, then they released me. I was threatened with re-arrest though and we had to wait until Molly was 18." Fortunately, Molly reached her age of majority in time for Pavlov to post a gallery of the rest of his work featuring her on his website, which means you can enjoy their kinky/creepy delights without having to worry about anything. (Except for maybe what it would feel like posing as a rope-bound sex doll yourself, that is.)

· Fetish Fine Art Photography by Antone Pavlov (molly-web.com, via Unscathed Corpse)

Previously: Meet Anne: Your Great Dane Pinup Girl, Meet Fetish Dolly, Fleshbot Crush Object Watch: Kitty Toxin, Torture Garden @ Canvas London, How To: "Unleash Your Inner Mistress" With Mistress Jonvieve, Are You Fetish?, Audiblecell: All In A Day's Work, Meet Miss VonLivid, Meet Slave Marion, Sex Blog Roundup: Hurts So Good, Slave Pics Gallery, Bondage Mistresses in Action

At first glance, Miss Monologue's blog doesn't look any different from any of the other fifty quintillion online journals out there: she's a simple Russian gal who enjoys photography, travel, flowers, and reading a good book. Then again, if you happen to catch her tagline at the top of the page you'll realize soon enough that hers isn't your standard what-I-ate-for-breakfast kind of blog: "Always nude - never panties - masturbation and anal. Nothing is bad -unless you think bad!" Exploring her world of personal kinks (which also include watching porn, exploring her dildo collection, and pissing in her garden) through photos, homemade videos, and delightfully fractured English, Miss S. offers voyeurs everywhere a peek inside her private world that satisfies both our curiosity about what other people's lives are like as well as our hankering for good old-fashioned hardcore amateur smut ... and which is a hell of a lot more hot than anything we've read on LiveJournal lately. Because really, who cares what she ate for breakfast anyway?

· Miss Monologues (via Indie Nudes)

When we had occasion to credit master photographer Gilles Berquet for his Torture Garden photo in yesterday's post, we realized that we'd never posted about his work before in the entire history of Fleshbot (yes, all three and a half years' worth)—his work has been so much a part of the fine art erotic and fetish photography landscape for so long now that we guess we took him for granted. But if you've never encountered it before, Berquet's work is a revelation even if you don't happen to be into things like latex and corsets and full-body suspensions and models pissing on each other; combining influences that range from the writings of Georges Bataille and fellow masters of the craft like Pierre Moliner and Joel-Peter Witkin, Berquet's work is part surreal, part fantastic, and always very, very hot. When it comes to photos that occupy that delicious space between high art and pure, unadulterated hotness, it doesn't get much better than this.

· Gilles Berquet Gallery (dagosex.org, via Dadanoias)
· Gilles Berquet @ Mondo Bizzarro Gallery (mondobizzarro.net)

Previously: Photos by Nekosai: Porno Chic, Fetish Photos by Pierre, Fetish Fotos By Peter Felix Kurtz, Black Book Art, David Lawrence: Shibari Art Photography, Art Bondage