With no shortage of raw juicy meat passing through the Armory's doors, Kink.com Art Director Chris Gaw decided that a traditional Abattoir set was long overdue (for those not fluent in French, an abattoir is fancy word for a slaughterhouse). While it goes without saying that nobody will ever be slaughtered, maimed or branded in the new set, one can't help but fall in love with the meat hooks and holding pens. And just in case it isn't abundantly clear, the only kind of flesh that will ever be restrained, splayed out and probed within the Abattoir's walls is the kind that belongs to a free-thinking, free-speaking, and totally free-will possessing human being.

I saw this threeway pic on Randy Blue this Labor Day weekend.

It reminded me aesthetically of a similar shot from Bel Ami's Lukas in Love...

I'm out of the country for a few months, so I was sad to hear that gorgeous power bottom Lucky Daniels would be showing off his rock-hard abs (and probably a good deal more) at Jason Curious' Industry party in West Hollywood tonight. What would once have been an hour flight is now half a world away ...

I met Lucky late one night in Scott Tanner's room at the Hard Rock Hotel in Chicago over Grabby weekend, just as he was about to make the move from the mid-west to Los Angeles. Despite having already filmed for Randy Blue (bottoming for Reese Rideout, topping Leo Giamani), with Michael Lucas (in Lucky Daniels' Shameless Hole), in Falcon's Best Men as well as the Logan McCree star vehicle The Visitor for Raging Stallion, he was so bright-eyed and guileless that I immediately imagined something out of They Shoot Horses, Don't They?, suspecting that our young charge would devoured by hungry locusts with handfuls of dollars. Unless the temporarily sober PR guru Jason Curious is one such locust and I'm just not aware of it, Lucky seems to be doing fine. I'm sad I'll be missing him.In case you're not familiar with the wide-eyed (and wide-holed) Mr. Daniels, get a good look below. Everyone else has! He's shameless!

Feet are, for some, much more than just an occasionally odiferous form of ground transport. While it seems easy to fetishize typically ogled anatomical features such as breasts, faces, genitals, or asses, the adoration of the human foot takes a special kind of pervert. So we asked two foot-fancying women, DragonLily and Maitresse Madeline, how they incorporated sole-play into their role-play, and they waxed poetic about the special place in their hearts for everything below the ankle.

Few things leave me speechless, but this is one of them. Good lord.