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Inside THE BONDAGE ROOM:

I've never cared for artsy types who take themselves too seriously. They have a built-in rebuttal for anyone who does not admire their work. One photographer told me I was "too redneck" to appreciate his self-masturbatory documentary about himself, his life, and his art. I laughed and told him that I was glad of it if that was indeed the case. He continued to hire me for years afterwards and would alternate between flattery and insults during my posing sessions to try and throw me off balance emotionally. It never worked and I think he knew my mind was always on the clock as I posed patiently for his endless photos and listened and responded to his chatter. He grew to both hate me and respect me more and more. One year he asked if I would be a live model at a "performance" that he was staging. It was a nighttime event attended by other people who were remarkably similar to himself. The kind of people I never have to see unless I'm paid to work with them or for them. At the beginning of the show he had his photo assistant blindfold me and begin tying me up with coarse rope. I wore nothing but a red satin corset, black panties, and high-heeled black pumps. The photographer began shooting me in front of his audience and interspersed his picture-taking with a loud soliloquy about the vulnerability and desperation of the nude model who would do anything for money. Later his assistant made various changes such as inserting a ballgag into my mouth, removing my blindfold, and forcibly altering my pose. With each repositioning the lighting would change and more picture-taking and monologue-delivering would ensue.

Afterwards I noticed that the small crowd seemed enthralled by the performance. I collected my $500 and went home. I knew the photographer had intended to debase me during the course of the evening. He was out $500. Some of his photos are on display inside the Bondage Room in last Saturday's Playhouse update.

-- XXOO Tanya

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Right off the bat no one is going to like a superheroine who calls herself "MegaBabe." The natural instinct of most of the population is to hope that she gets the shit kicked out of her. Perhaps that's why she later changed her name to "Power Girl," a moniker which is at least a bit less sickening and self-indulgent. In any case it was during her vainglorious MegaBabe phase that this busty blonde superheroine encountered gorgeous, raven-haired villainness Satana. Will MegaBabe be forced to renounce her excessive vanity in order to combat the evil force of the dark-haired temptress? Installments 1 & 2 of their vicious 6 part battle are now playing inside the Playhouse......

-- XXOO Tanya

Good evening,

Here are some thoughts my friend Rayne shared with me today via e-mail:


"I am passing this on to you because it has definitely worked for me...and as
we start this fall we all could use a little serenity.
By following the simple advice I read in an article, I have finally found
inner peace.
The article read: "The way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the
things you've started."
So I looked around the house to see all the things I started and
hadn't finished....and before leaving the house this morning I finished off
a bottle of red wine, a bottle of white wine, the Bailey's, some Kahlua and
WildTurkey, the Prozac, some valium, some cheesecake and a box of
chocolates.
You have no idea how freaking good I feel....You may pass this on to
those you feel are in need of Inner Peace."

-- XXOO Tanya

Good evening,

Do you like blondes with huge boobs? Then you will LOVE today's update with bodacious, platinum-haired Zoe and her male friend! Zoe looks quite a bit like dead porn star Savannah who I always thought was REALLY hot.

-- XXOO Tanya

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Good evening,

I have been on hiatus from the Playhouse for the past few days because I've been studying for an exam. Which I should be doing right now.

Of course Joanne the great webmaster here has been updating every day with new galleries and videos. (Just check out the brand new, EXCLUSIVE video of ULTRA-HOT Lonnie!!!!)

Upon my return to the Playhouse bulletin board today I got caught up on several day's worth of gambling degeneracy-hehe...and again admired GORGEOUS Lonnie!

-- XXOO Tanya

Good evening,

Violet Blue is REALLY, REALLY SUPER HOT in the Playhouse tonight!!!!

-- XXOO Tanya

Good evening,

Of all places, Jasae and I first encountered each other at a bondage shoot. Turns out we both dance, do bondage, and have wrestled for some of the same companies. When the subject of wrestling came up Jasae arched an eyebrow and asked me if I THOUGHT I was a wrestler. She placed heavy emphasis on the word "thought" and made it clear that she didn't think I was one. She pointed out that not every woman who steps into a wrestling ring can necessarily be considered a wrestler. I pointed out that not every woman who adopts a one-word name out of a misguided sense of self-importance is necessarily given the same regard as Cher or Madonna. That did it. Only one of us left the aborted bondage shoot victorious that day. Please check inside the Playhouse to find out who it was...

-- XXOO Tanya

Inside THE BONDAGE ROOM:

I began my story of the red rope last week. For the longest time the photographers who had lured me to the location under false pretenses kept snapping pictures of me with a gag in my mouth and my arms bound behind my back. They had made something of an effort to tie the red rope in an intricate pattern around my breasts. At moments I would consider trying to run for the door, but I knew I would never make it past the two of them. After a long while one of them approached me with even more red rope and secured a length of it between my legs which was connected to the ropes across my breasts and the ones binding my hands together behind my back. Then he proceeded to tie my legs together. In the end he left me in what I would describe as a version of a police hog tie with ropes instead of metal cuffs. The two men then continued their silent picture-taking. After a while they were gone and I was left alone in that isolated room. I began to struggle to free myself from the ropes, and to make any type of noise that someone, anyone could hear. It was all to no avail and eventually I passed out. At some point later on one of them must have returned for me because I woke up in the backseat of my own car clad only in the black mesh dress and shiny black pumps. The red ropes were gone.

-- XXOO Tanya

Good morning,

I've refrained from revealing the story behind this past Tuesday's catfight gallery featuring Jewell and myself because the memory still smarts. I had walked into my own bedroom only to discover Jewell lying on MY bed wearing MY lingerie and pleasuring herself with a large fake cock. Immediately I felt guilty because I realized I had been neglecting her recently and she must just be trying to get my attention. I began uttering sincere apologies for not having been more attentive to her sexual needs over the past few weeks and I gently removed the dildo from her hand. To my shock and indignation I noticed her eyes follow the fake cock with longing as I took it away from her. As I continued speaking she waved off my comments and made an imploring gesture towards the vibrating piece of plastic so I'd give it back to her! I gave it back to her, all right. Yes sir, this new gallery in the Playhouse is a revolting photo chronology of me cramming that dick down Jewell's throat and attempting to shove it up her asshole. I'll give her credit for fighting back hard.......

-- XXOO Tanya

Good evening,

I was just contacted by Straddle Productions, for whom I've shot a number of wrestling matches, and was told that they have posted their interview with me in their "Interview" section at www.straddleproductions.com. Please check it out! You can also browse through their stellar collection of fem vs. fem wrestling and mixed wrestling videos and DVDs for sale. In the past year I have wrestled Taylor St. Claire, Holly, and Alana Evans in matches for Straddle.

New in my archive site www.jackoffland.com today is the third installment of my "Foxy Boxing" video series. No actual fighting in it, but if memory serves I was oiling up, getting naked, talking dirty, and wearing some pseudo boxing apparel inside a wrestling ring. I suppose I could watch it, but I feel in my soul that it must be inherently unhealthy to watch naked videos of oneself. My life is already a bit circumscribed in that I go to work and do naked stuff every day and then I have to engage in some self-promotion to keep the jobs rolling in and my site humming along when I get home. I get very sick of myself. The other day I had new business cards made for both the sites here and I used photos of Sky Lopez and Mason Marconi which I had licensed because I can't stand to hand out cards with photos of myself anymore. Both Sky and Mason appear on my sites and are extremely beautiful. I brought a stack of cards to the bar I dance at and people kept asking me if the photo of Sky was actually a photo of me taken years ago. Not quite sure how to react to that, but I'm glad I could be mistaken for Sky at all.

That aside, please remember that all NEW members joining the Playhouse on my main site here receive a FREE MONTH OF ACCESS to www.jackoffland.com when they join the Playhouse!

-- XXOO Tanya

Good evening,

There are 2 EXCITING NEW ANNOUNCEMENTS on the Playhouse bulletin board this evening!!!!

Please also check out the brand new "Gothic Lavender" gallery shot by Gucci Lamour!

-- XXOO Tanya

Inside THE BONDAGE ROOM:

I knew something was wrong when I arrived at the location and the set was so spartan that the bed being used was just a mattress on a platform with no box spring. The single sheet on the mattress did not even really cover the mattress and was riding up on the side. Some off-white curtains hid a mirror behind the bed. There really was not even any pretense being made that this was going to be a shoot for the particular magazine I had thought.

The reason I stayed was because I was afraid to leave. It seemed better to just play along as if I was unsuspecting. Maybe if I just did what they said I would not get hurt. They obviously needed the photos for something very specific so I just maintained the pretense that I thought everything was fine. First there was a gag and then there was the red rope they began to tie me with. There is much more to the story but I'll tell you later. For now you can experience some of what I felt when you visit my Bondage Room inside the Playhouse.

-- XXOO Tanya

Good evening (morning?),

New galleries have been added to both the Playhouse here and www.jackoffland.com over the weekend. I've had a busy weekend shooting with a certain Devin and a certain Alexis over the past few days...please check the Playhouse bulletin board for details!

-- XXOO Tanya

Good evening,

I had a great day shooting with Summer Cummings of www.summerc.com ! Please check the Playhouse bulletin board to read about our erotic/painful (!) activities today...............

There is also a new naked stretching video in the Playhouse for those of you who enjoy nude, flexibile women.

Have a great night!

-- XXOO Tanya

Good evening,

Please check on the Playhouse bulletin board to hear me tell what sexy, exotic stuff I've been shooting and will be shooting for the Playhouse this week!!

Just added today is a scorching new XXX boy/girl gallery featuring awesome Terri Summers who receives a hot, white load of cum all over her.............

-- XXOO Tanya

Good evening,

My friend Brian just sent me this story. Perhaps it will make you vomit too:



Dental Shocker

Claim dentist injected sperm into mouths of female patients

JULY 26--Five out of five dentists surveyed would find this story
vile. A North Carolina man suspected of injecting semen into the
mouths of six female patients is this week facing an administrative
hearing that could result in his license being yanked. According to
the below notice served on Dr. John Hall, the 41-year-old doc once
told a patient who was bleeding that, "he was going to put something
in her mouth that would taste funny, but would stop the bleeding."
Hall then allegedly used a syringe to inject semen into her mouth and
told her she could "swallow it," investigators charge. Another woman
told Hall the substance he was about to shoot into her mouth "smelled
like sperm." While four other women all have similar stories, a
seventh patient alleged that Hall jumped on her while she was in his
dental chair and began to "gyrate against her lower body in a sexual
manner." The State Board of Dental Examiners initially suspended
Hall's license, but reinstated him earlier this year on the condition
that he not be alone with female patients. Several law enforcement
agencies are probing Hall, who has maintained his innocence in the
North Carolina administrative proceedings.

-- XXOO Tanya

Good afternoon,

Today's update to my archive site www.jackoffland.com is an erotic boxing clip. I did not know that Joanne (the great webmaster here) was going to put that up today, but it is somewhat apropos as the sport of boxing has consumed much of my last 24 hours after my friend got knocked unconscious while sparring yesterday. The whole story is on the Playhouse bulletin board today..along with what is fast becoming a daily dose of gambling degeneracy.

-- XXOO Tanya

Good afternoon,

Cheerleaders bug me. Most of them are women and instead of using their abilities to play sports they opt to stand on the sidelines cheering on a bunch of men. I'd understand if they got paid for it, but they don't. Imagine my frustration at having one especially nubile young lady interrupt my soccer practice at the local community college where I coach intramural sports. Summer was bouncing around in her little skirt and waving her pom-pons in the air while I was putting my team through some serious drills. When she picked up my megaphone and started calling out cheers I almost throttled her right there on the field. Fortunately my good sense caught up with me before I did it in front of any witnesses. I wisely opted to obtain her personal information from the college's computer database and then hid every night behind a tree in her backyard for three weeks until I found the perfect moment and confronted her in her own bedroom. Unbelievably the little twat was still wearing her cheerleader uniform at three o'clock in the morning. Even more surprisingly she turned out to be very feisty and resourceful in the heat of battle. That brings me right back to my original premise that most of these pom-pon wavers are squandering their real talents when they waste their time practicing song and dance routines. Please check inside the Playhouse to see Summer and me hashing out our philosophical differences.

-- XXOO Tanya

Good evening,

I have returned from my weekend in Central California after having seen lots of agriculture, oil rigs, correctional facilities, new housing developments, and my friend's family who migrated there from Back East. Since I was just along for the ride I recorded some of the trip on my video camera. I'm sure my travelogue commentary is less than compelling, but there are instances of female nudity in my footage so it is at least somewhat worthwhile.

Gambling degeneracy seems to be the topic of choice on the Playhouse bulletin board this evening so please come on in to the Playhouse and chip in your two cents. There is a brand new "Pink Playgirl" photo gallery in there as well.

-- XXOO Tanya