Ceremonial Dress

At Deviant Art, I had to post this image this way




However, again, if we pull back the curtain, we see the reason for the anxiousness on Patty Van Dyke's face. "You want me to put my feet where??" she asks.

Self-Deletion 2 (Felt-Up)

Another deviation that I removed from dA was this one, called "Felt Up". Patty Van Dyke is bound and being molested by another woman in a way that she usually enjoys, but there seems to be some anxiety in her face.



Well, since that dominant woman's hand in Patty's panties may be causing Patty pleasure, I preemptively removed this pic. However, I had already subjected this image to some censorship, and I'll pull the curtain back a little for you, but not all the way. You see, this scene takes place on a Cracker County ranch, and Patty is being introduced to one of the residents with whom she is expected to begin a relationship.



While Patty does seem to be worried about the nature of this relationship, it's harmless, I assure you. More of these ranch goings-on can be found here.

Self-Deletion (Smooches)

Here is another example of something deleted from dA--this one I deleted myself. Here we see Patty Van Dyke's ex-pornstar friend Tanya being fondled, kissed and groped with her arms bound by another, un-named woman. Now, while Tanya is usually up for this kind of activity in both her personal and professional life, she looks a bit frightened.



The reason for this is because of what I edited out of the original pic to try to make it acceptable at dA. The other woman is trying to ready Tanya to mount a phallic post that looks better suited to be a trailer hitch...or to be the male member of a farm animal! Free-thinking women of Tanya's orientation are constantly put up to these symbolic tests--punishing displays of the proper orientation that they eschew.

While there is indeed more to the farm animal thing going on in Cracker County, the post seemed a bit too much for dA, so I edited it out. However, the potential for pleasure for Tanya also is probably forbidden at dA, so I pre-emptively deleted the edited deviation myself.

I still plan on coloring it, however...

Suspension and Deletion

I was recently suspended from my page at deviantArt for "submission of pornographic content". Since I do like the community of artists at dA, I wish to continue there, but I, like many, struggle with the definition of pornography. For dA's purposes, I think it means anything that involves pleasure.

So, while Patty Van Dyke and her friends will continue to be subject to the arbitrary judicial and social violence of Cracker County because of their orientation and free-thinking, the occasions where they might experience pleasure will not be shown there.

Instead, I'll use this space for that. To start, I'll continue posting the pictures deleted by deviantArt, and also those that I took off voluntarily. The first pic is from the latter category.
It's called "Dress Code", since it deals with Patty Van Dyke wildly mis-interpreting the library's dress code, substituting the word "maximum" for "minimum" in the sentence "the minimum cleavage should be displayed".

Showing up for work in an extremely open-chested blouse borrowed from her ex-pornstar friend Tanya, Patty was immediately destined for discipline by one of the Matrons. This rather severe (but shapely) woman, has bound Patty, guided her to a punishment chair fitted with a rather thick and long probe, and is threatening her clothes and hair with shears. Further, painful torture is suggested with a lead-acid battery with cables connected to it. We leave Patty, seated in that invading chair, nipples clamped and connected to the battery, tape gagged, and beginning to lose her hair.

One Way or Another

Our heroine (if we can call her that), is in some serious trouble. It seems that what she told her partner was a business trip was actually a gambling junket to Las Vegas. She was very successful at the gaming tables there, and not just with their games of chance. A relationship, both passionate and illicit, was rapidly begun with one of her fellow gamblers, and it quickly blossomed in one of the casino's more special rooms.

However, the morning found our heroine's fellow gambler (who, oddly enough, was not a "fellow") alone in this room. Our heroine, her winnings, and a good deal of her fellow gambler's winnings had disappeared...but not without a trace. Our heroine's fellow gambler also managed the casino, and the special room they briefly shared had a very sophisticated system for discretely recording the goings-on in it. A disc with both the activities of that evening and the crimes of the early morning was sent to the emergency contact listed on our heroine's registration--that is, her partner.

This kind of behavior was nothing new to our heroine's partner, but she would tolerate it no longer. The partner had many skills, and much patience--two things that are vital to one who makes their own nitroglycerin and packs their own dynamite. A passionate homecoming disguised the partner's plans, and just the right ingredient added to our heroine's cocktail provided the opportunity to carry it out.

With our heroine now fitted with an explosive bra and gag, noosed, and precariously perched on a stool, her partner felt explanations unnecessary. Rather, she merely lit a cigarette and the fuse with the same match, kicked the stool away, and left our heroine hanging as the fuse angrily burned to its explosive ends. Satisfied that her erstwhile lover would meet her fate one way or the other, the murderous partner cooly walked to her car and drove off. Off to Vegas to meet her ex-partner's gambling companion. At a safe distance, she waited, and heard one blast, which rumbled for a moment afterward. As she drove off, a sly smile appeared on her face because not only had her dynamite worked, but her elaborate fuse work resulted in a simultaneous blast...

For Deruwyn

Here's a couple of rough sketches of Patty Van Dyke facing some interesting perils with dynamite.

Here is my most recent violation. Poor Chloe, always on the business end of the whip. I suppose that despite the violent nature of this depiction, that rope between her legs may be providing her more pleasure than is allowed. Some swift editing could change that, but in the meantime, Chloe is here for you.

A story about this pic is at http://www.thedarkspot.com/forum/showthread.php?t=970, just in case you want a little more depth.

Deleted Deviations

To begin, here are the pictures that were removed from deviantart.

Despite their banning there, these are still works-in-progress, except that "Probe" has resurfaced with dynamite replacing the phallus. Violence seems to be more acceptable than sex in general.