Molesto-porn

My current obsession with what I think of as "molesto-porn" continues.

This sequence is a particularly, um, moving example of the genre.

I love the way our delightfully hairy-legged "victim" appears to be rather dozily waking up, not sure what's going on.

The gentle touching and the sight of a ball of rope doesn't seem to have inspired any fears, but suddenly realising his arms are being secured does seem to have snapped our man out of his reverie.

This look is priceless for so many reasons:

But I have to say, covering someone's face with their own undies is a bit cruel.

This "victim" is rather more fully enriched with penile endowment than my simple tastes would have preferred, but I'm not complaining.

And, judging by the smile on his face, nor is our "victim" (and how could I complain, when I have the compensatory loveliness of that exuberant bush of pubey goodness?).

But I think the pornographer has, now, betrayed us, these next images leaving behind any suspicion of victimhood (which is essential for the fantasy) and, instead, plunging us into a simple world where someone is willingly tied-up and being wanked off.

Although most porn can of course be reduced to such vulgar essentials. Let's end with this:

There is still a considerable amount of desire left, I have to say, which is all due to the loveliness of the central "victim". You see: there's always the possibility of rescuing something from the flames.