Prisoner Whipping
Yet another classic piece of cover art from Col Cameron:
From Prisoner Of Torture Abbey by John Slater.
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Yet another classic piece of cover art from Col Cameron:
From Prisoner Of Torture Abbey by John Slater.
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When I was a wee boy I saw a Viking movie that featured (during the obligatory carousing in the mead hall scene) a captured blonde woman being shorn of her blonde blades in an axe-throwing contest between drunken Vikings. No doubt that was alarming to her!
When I saw this pillory/woman/hair/target detail from the cover of Sadists Carry Knives by John Slater, it reminded me of that long-forgotten competition with axes:
Illustration is another Col Cameron gem.
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This is a grim scene! A frightened girl has been captured and gagged by a menacing, wounded, bloody Japanese soldier:
It’s from the cover of The Savage Warriors by John Slater, and the illustrator is Col Cameron.
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Artwork is by illustrator Col Cameron from the cover of John Slater’s book Slave Of The Apaches.
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I laughed when I saw the caption below on this image at Erectus:
“When I finally find that desert island, I am gonna have so much goddamned fun my dick is gonna wear out.”
2012 Update: This is from the cover of Women Of Blood Island by John Slater, and the illustrator is Col Cameron.
Another bit of cover artwork from one of those Nazi-sploitation pulp novels:
2012 update: Turns out the book is Gestapo Captive by John Slater and the artist is Col Cameron.
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Here’s Kink.com’s Peter Acworth, writing about the current anti-porn tomfoolery coming out of Great Britain:
I grew up in England, and am the product of a family dynamic where sex was not a topic of conversation. Any form of sexual information — be it pornographic or otherwise — was unavailable to me. I graduated Cambridge University, in a college consisting of 80 percent men, primarily focused on academia. I consider my sexuality to have been repressed until adulthood. My first understandings of my sexuality came — aged 18 — from purchasing bondage and kink themed magazines and videos from seedy london sex shops. I say ‘seedy’ because these establishments had to be prepared to break UK law by selling this material — and still do to this day. It was upon acquisition of this material that I started to understand that BDSM was part of my sexuality and that I was not alone. From there, I identified communities of people with similar sexual tastes. For me, access to pornography was healthy.
Sure, this falls into the “but he would say that” category, but it resonates with me nonetheless. Until I got my hands on some old H.O.M and Bondage Life magazines (which didn’t happen until after I graduated from college) my kinky fantasies were just one more source of confusion and shame about sexuality, and an impediment to me figuring out the whole “women and how to relate to them” mystery. Kinky porn (and especially the relentless kink acceptance propaganda in the Bondage Life mags) was vitally important to the process by which I came to “own” my kink and be unashamed of it.
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