Rev. Warlock DRACONIS BLACKTHORNE (dblackthorne) wrote,
Rev. Warlock DRACONIS BLACKTHORNE
dblackthorne

The Devil made me do it at...

REIGN IN HELL

Hefner had it made. Residing in a palacial mansion, maintaining a veritable harem, did what he loved and was paid for it. All while in smoking jacket and silk pajamas, with a glass of fine wine in one hand, and fine women in the other.

Though I personally eventually gravitated more towards Hustler, Penthouse, and the like, as My prurient interests grew, the ravishing vixens presented herein upon this altar of lust were always sexquisite, and always remained an option, a veritable gateway to those beauties in various other genres to sexpress themselves erotically, showing other dimensions of themselves besides what they are primarily known for, revealing to admirers what was also desired of them, what was also being secretly contemplated.

In a way, Hefner, along with the likes of Larry Flynt and others, became that serpent in the gardens of lust, whispering through the trees, offering the forbidden fruit in the form of those playmates, thusly contributing to awakening one's carnal nature, and one's own kundalini serpent to emerge.

So as one's curiosities bade in formative development, and furthermore bid one towards sexploration and sexperience, I tip a horn to those fellow devils of the flesh who make these inspirational, motivational, stimulating spectacles readily available. ∞


Originally posted by dblackthorne at The Devil made me do it at...
THE BLACK EARTH


As a result of certain associations & negotiations with the adult entertainment industry at the time, I was invited to Hugh Hefner's Halloween shindig. In order to even enter the mansion, one had to board a "party bus", as it were, parking one's vehicle just down the street at a nearby parking structure in Westwood. We met with our associate & looked forward to an entertaining night, indeed.
Upon entering, there were performers there of course, familiar participants in the erotic film genre, the portrayed models, as well as several 'celebrities' one would expect, yet are not of My concern. The grounds were transformed into a series of haunted mazes with remarkable structures, decorations, and characters spooking guests and adding to the fun.

Though the music was not necessarily of My personal preference, one could migrate to other parts of the grounds for different sonic & visual experiences. There are hidden little nooks & pathways throughout, benches, even a little cabin in the thick of foliage, all to serve as ideal spots for clandestine encounters with whomever mutually wills. The usual press was present from several channels and shows, snapping shots at all the elaborate props, media 'personalities', models, & of course, "Hef".

However, everyone was dressed in Halloween splendor, from the ubiquitous vampires, werewolves, clowns, princesses, various sexy Disney characters, and the staple 'bunnies' serving drinks and hors d'oeuvres. Myself, I chose to dress in sort of Black Magic Sorcerer meets Count Dracula attire, where the features on the face are accentuated, enhanced widow's peak, hair slicked back, while still preserving an elegant presentation, all topped with a subtle Baphomet lapel pin & ring; while My lovely consort was regaled as a Sexy Witch.

Then there is the infamous secret grotto wherein couples, and sometimes more, have been known to steal away for some carnal pleasures in the dim lighting flickering off the stone walls surrounding, & shimmering moonlight.

Eventually, Mr. Hefner appeared with his gaggle of bunnies, dressed in his perpetual smoking jacket and pajamas, although topped with devil horns, this time around, which I thought was rather appropriate after all, for a self-made man who built his empire on the contemplation of fleshly delights, enjoying his success to the fullest, residing in such an impressively opulent mansion, quite inspiring to be sure, & obviously completely de-facto Satanic.

Wonderful complimentary libations enjoyed, as provided by our gracious host, accompanied by a feast fit for a Beast, with additional pleasures yet to come. ∞

Tags: black earth, carnality, dracumentary, elvira, halloween, pleasures of the flesh, rip, sexuality, sinema, sinemaerotica
Subscribe

Posts from This Journal “dracumentary” Tag

  • Monster Smash!

    Something I have been doing all along is mixing all 3 of the monster cereals together. It was interesting to pour it all out of the box at…

  • Why do you think they call it DOPE?

    N EFARIOUS N EWS Satanism & weed: is The Devil down with dope? Nope. Not personally for oneself, but if the herd wanto make themselves…

  • Nefarious News

    ⸸ broken windows: Perhaps the vandal should have also deposited a Molotov cocktail therein! [ negative man coverage] But get a load of that…

  • DEATHGASM

    S PECHTREUM / M ALEFICK M USICK Whereupon finding grimoire-like pages containing The Black Hymn {said to summon demons} within the…

  • Beware Saturday the 14th!

    S P E C H T R E U M This horror-comedy is actually a pretty good movie with a "neighbor of the beast" feel. Even at one point, the…

  • The Devil's Garden arises

    Opium Poppy, Poppium, Papaver somniferum There's a single "Poppium" growing on the side of the house! At the Noctuary, Drakondias bloom once…

  • Vlad The Just!

  • The Devil's Disciples

    B LACKTHORNE T HEATER

  • Letters From The Nightstalker

    S ATANIC P ANIC A RCHIVES Trick or Treat! And what's in the bag at the haunted Helloween House Noctuary this year so far? Along with a…

  • Post a new comment

    Error

    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    Your IP address will be recorded 

    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.
  • 0 comments