Showing posts with label Fetish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fetish. Show all posts

Monday, 7 September 2009

Auto-erotic Asphyxiation


Marquis de Sade wrote about it in 1787 in his novel Justine, asphyxiation has been practiced for erectile disfynction (early records back to the 1600). Children all over the world play games where they hyperventilate to get "high", and when you have an orgasm you hold your breath and tighten your muscles, seconds before the release. Some of you will remember the singer from INXS who died from auto-erotic asphyxiation jn 1997, and most recently David Carradine (famous actor) was found dead in his hotel room in Bankok due to auto-erotic asphyxiation.
Yet most of you don't know much about this strange practice. Breath control is something so deviant most will live their life not knowing about it's obscure, and deadly nature. Estimated deaths pr year is 500-1000 in the united states alone. I don't have statistics for the rest of the world but cases are found worldwide. Boys as young as 12-13, and even men in their 80's, but most frequently caucasian men in their 20's. The numbers tell us that the number of people who practice this dangerous sex game, is probaly quite high.

Auto-erotic asphyxiation is a complex subject, with several sub groups and I will only deal with some of them in this blog (I will leave out assisted asphyxiation). Since this is a very private practise, interviewing cases is not an easy task. Considering this, most of the information is found in the investigation of accidental deaths, interviewing family members and partners. Some of the cases can be further complicated with regards to determining whether or not it was a homocide or a suicide, but for the trained experts there are certain criteria that must be met for it to be an auto-erotic asphyxiation death. Family members who are so unfortunate to find their loved ones in such a grotesque setting are know to clean up the room, thus making it impossible for police too know that auto-erotic asphyxiation was the cause of death.
What we do know from interviewing familymembers and partners is that behaviour prior to their death commonly include mood swings and anxiety, but rarely suicidal tendencies.
And let's be honest, who would want to kill them self and be found dead with various deviant porn spread out all over the floor, while having a wooden leg stuck up their ass, dressed up in female clothing?

Auto-erotic asphyxiation is, simply put, cutting off the blood supply to the brain causing enhanced sexual pleasure. It is dangerous because the time it takes from cutting off the oxygen to loosing consciousness might be as short as 7 seconds, with as little as seven punds of pressure.
This is why mind blowing and impressive safety mechanisms are so often found. Some of the cases I have read are so intricate it would impress any engineer. It is obviously something they must have spent a great deal of time to perfect. The intention is to survive, not to die from the ritual. But for every death, we are left with more information.

I've read alot on the psychological nature asumed to be the triggers, but most of it is outdated freudian bullshit. As with any fetish the triggers are higly individual. Interestingly though, very few female cases are known. I am assuming this has to do with male vs. female sexuality (and that is different blog alltogether). As mentioned above, porn is very common as well as other fetish elements.

This practice naturally involves a great deal of pain, so we must include elements of masochism in our understanding of the subject. And don't think we are just talking about rope meets neck. Oh no, people chain themselves to moving cars, hang themselves from ladders in sewers, they wrap themselves in carpets, use plastic bags, intricate rope systems, toxic fumes, tractors and so on. Combine this with any fetish imaginable and we are left with one of the most complex sexual practices known to mankind.

Interestingly these people live on the edge of life in more ways than one. First they practise masturbation which by itself is a taboo. Second, they engange in a fetish witch is another taboo, and third, they master (most of the time) controlling their body and breath and thus having the power to controll life and pleasure itself. From the few interviews that exist we know that asphyxiation is something they practise frequently and obsessivly. I wonder if this can be related to the release of dopamine (pleasure chemical produced by the brain) thereby creating an addiction.

Sexuality is complex and varied, and even though auto-erotic asphyxiation might seem too bizarre for most of you, it can be your husband or your boss. Deviation is not a sign we carry around our necks. Pun intended.

(Sorry for not posting more pics, but all my photos are in books and the net is no longer filled with sick shit as it used to be way back when I first discovered Vicki's Necrobabes.....)

Thursday, 12 March 2009

Vore for all!






Sex.


Sex er mentalt. Det finnes mennesker der ute som har sex i dagesvis uten så mye som å berøre hverandre. Jeg er svært opptatt av seksualitet. De mentale triggere som skaper opphisselse og tilfredstillelse. Grensen mellom frykt og erotikk er vag. For mange år siden kom jeg over Mudlarking. Hardcore homser med gassmasker som dekker seg i gjørme eller industrial waste. Bildene er limt på netthinnen min. Stillestående, ikoniske. Alt menneskelig er borte, igjen står en konsentrasjon og en tilstedeværelse som aldri slutter å fasinere. Et bilde av en mann som prøver å gni industrigjørme ut av ansiktet er en klar favoritt. Han brukte flere timer i dusjen med sand for å få det fjernet.

Hvorfor ser jeg ingen elementer av renselse her? Ei heller behovet for å skitne seg til. Det er faktisk den mest sterile formen for seksualitet jeg kjenner til. Mennesket som påkledd dekker ansiktet med masker og senker seg ned i gjørme. Alene eller i fellesskap. Det taktile blir i fokus. Ensfarget og monotont. Indre monologer. Det vil kjede meg og kanskje deg om jeg skal strekke opp familietreet over linkene mellom de forskjellige fetishene i undergruppene her. De er utallige. Men veldig kort kan jeg gi deg stikkord som kvikksand, balloonfetish (are you a popper og a non popper?) Gummi, Splosh og videre.

For mange av disse er faktisk kroppskontakt i seg selv langt mere skittent. Mange vil nok tenke at det å legge sin kropp i gjørme er kjedelig i lengden. Da vil jeg sitere Jeff Vilencia : "Does intercourse get boring for you?" (mannen bak filmen "Smush" og det mange mener var starten på Crushfetish-boomen som kom, etterfulgt av Animal Rights og politirazzia i fleng)Så hva er sex? Er sex utløsning? Jeg velger å tenke på det som jeg gjør i kunst: Resultatet er verdiløst, prosessen er alt. For mange av disse menneskene handler det om å gjennopleve intense og detaljerte tankeeksperimenter. For mange er kun tanken alene nok til å opphisse.
Er seksualitet lært? Hva med han som så moren til sin venn ved et uhell tråkke på skilpadden hans, som hun da med mye aggressjon drepte med stilletthelen sin. Han prøvde å redde skilpadden og moren trampen på fingeren hans ved et uhell og punkterte den. Han får nå kun tilfredstillelse av at kvinner i stilletter sprekker fingeren hans. Og siden dette ikke er noe kvinner flest er med på, er han å finne på fotballarenaer der han gjømmer seg under tribuner og stikker frem fingeren for at kvinner skal tråkke på den. Smertefult ja. Men dette er hans nytelse.

Og ikke tro at dette er en seksualitet vi ser først nå i vår tid. Les Richard von Krafft-Ebing sin "Psychopathia Sexualis" og du vil lære at folk var like perverterte i 1886 som nå. En favoritt er han som hadde sitt soverom dekket med dyrepels i tak gulv og vegger. Sengen inkludert. Hver kveld kledde han seg naken, knelte ved dørkarmen og gned seg rundt på gulvet før han fikk sin utløsning i et stykke godt brukt pels han hadde liggende . Jeg tror det er på tide at man går bort fra den konforme ide om at sex handler om penetrering eller stimulering av kjønnsorganer. Det er mental stimuli. Så om jeg betaler deg for å helle pasta carbonara i trusene mine, bør det være straffbart? Hvem skal bestemme hva som er sex?


Jeg hyller alle de pervertrte divianter. Hellige mennesker.