• Eroticon,  Words

    Can I get a witness?

    Who here, watches porn? Hands up? Yes I see you. Me? No not really, not ever really, apart from that period when I first encountered fetlife with my ex. That opened my world right up. I saw things I had never, ever seen before. Women being whipped, men in tutus with barbed wire wound around their legs, revelling in the blood, people in latex, strung out on racks lying under funnels that directed the gushes of the people above them into their mouths. Debauched, energised, febrile at times, my body responded in spite of my mind. I got wet. It was perplexing. After all hadn’t Dworkin written that all penetrative…