| Title | “Melankolic Harem” |
| Date | 2001-08-17 |
| Method | Ink, acryl |
| Original Size | 30 × 21 cm |
| Online Size | 766 × 541 px |
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Influenced by the german artists Dürer and Pfarr, I guess.
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The second version worked out well, the first version should perhaps be regarded as some kind of preliminary sketch. There is some noticable gap between the creation time of the second and the third version.
Very special: a 3D Chastity Belt Image Page with a stereometric (&ldquot;magic eye”-style) image of a chastity belt.
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Those two images are just two of over 23 million more; you can see twelve more over here and twelve more over there and another 23 million over here.
Variations of this image also appear as illustrations in my essay about “Das Kunstwerk im Zeitalter seiner Produzierbarkeit”.
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Since I was unable to decide which version to prefer, I show you both.
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Another chastity belt key holder image.
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Obviously another repetition of an earlier image. I tried to make an image that would allow to see different layers of the clothing of a boy dressed up as a girl, being able to see the surface and the underneath at the same time.
The first approach uses a rather ancient method: showing different states next to each other. We see James, first naked (except for his locked up chastity device), then with red lips (didn’t come out too well, perhaps I should have exaggerated it more), fake breasts and latex gloves and stockings, and finally with his handmaid uniform and wig.
Perhaps showing the first state is superfluous, since it’s still quite obvious in the second state that the alleged girl is a boy underneath, so the second and third state would have been sufficient to achieve the desired effect.
The second attempt to show different layers of closing uses some kind of x-ray cutout. I like how the colors came out. Unfortunately, the breasts don’t look as fake as I would have liked in this version. There is also a problem with the maid uniform, with the big breasts being barely visible, getting lost in all the black.
The tird version is simply a paper doll.
One possible story: he is working in a brothel as a servant, cleaning the rooms, serving drinks and the like. Of course, he is also available for other services: most customers prefer the girls, but some of them, who can’t afford one of the regular harlots, choose him instead, since he’s quite a bargain. He actually likes those occasions: since he’s never unlocked, it’s his only chance of getting close to a male orgasm, although not his own, of course.
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Story 1 (cruel version):
Maxing out her credit card and therefore being auctioned off as a slave to cover the costs didn’t sound that bad at first, since finally somebody would take care about her life. The boob job her new owner had been done on her was not unexpected, and she thought she could live with it. A worse surprise was that her new owner was determined to refuse her any kind of sexual gratification, by locking her in a chastity belt and taking her exclusively from behind. But the worst thing were all those hours she had to wait all day until her master would come home and have some time to play with her. The boredom was agonizing. Really, she thought, life sucks.
Story 2 (nice version):
There she was, she had chained herself to the bed, and was eagerly awaiting her boyfriend to come home. He had promised to unlock her tonight, and her heart was racing when she was thinking about this prospect. Somehow, the eager expectation of the things to come was the best part of it, and she was enjoying every minute of it. Really, she thought, life can be so wonderful.
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“I was thinking about a gift for you, and since I love you so much, I figured I should give you something which has a great value for me, and that's how I came up with this idea, since with this key, you own my pudenda, and I am, from now on, completely in your hands. If you choose to never unlock me again, or even to flush down this key the toilet, then I will never have an orgasm again in my whole life, so I would be advised not to piss you off, and if we ever should part, I should try my best that we leave as friends, I guess. But what's the best part of it, if you ever feel the need to punish me by not unlocking me, there will be no need for you to restrict yourself, since my mouth and that, um, other opening are still accessible, and to not screw my chances to be ever screwed again, I should be eager to allow you that access. Why I am doing this? Because the notion of you owning my glee glen makes me incredibly hot and horny. In fact, I am incredibly hot and horny right now. Would you mind to unlock me? You would? You mean, this time you would prefer to try that other option I mentioned? Damn.”
My first attempt at a more complex raytracing scenery. The books I made were a complete failure, and I had to postwork them. The turtle is rather obviously glued in. If you carefully examine, there is a slight error with the thighs. But otherwise, I’m quite content.
The chart on the wall shows a list of mathematical knots.
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I think I’m not very inclined to do an Poser Raytracing image with a mirror again any time soon. It was really a lot of work that went into this picture, and I’m not sure if it was worth the trouble.
I found this wonderful chastity belt prop that is designed to perfectly fit Mrs. Vicky, a preconfigured girlish polygon. Which was of not much use for me, since I was using it on Mr. Mickey. Which means I had to use one or the other magnet to make up for it. Nevermind.
Then I found that the wig I was using for Vicky was, when I was making it look messy, a bit thin and lacking volume. No problem, I thought, I just have to add another copy of this hairpiece, slightly moved and tilted, to pump it up. Double-click on the hair, another hairpiece is added, and the first one automagically deleted. Argh!
Then I had this wonderful idea of using a Penrose tiling. A Penrose tiling is a mathematical tiling of the plane that is free of repetitions. Usually, you tile the plane by using a small segment that can be repeated over and over again, and if this small segment has a high resolution, your whole plane will be rendered with a high resolution, without using up too many resources. Unfortunately, this approach won’t work with a Penrose tiling, as per definition. So you have to construct a huge, huge segment of the plane (from here to the horizon), and of course it has to be of high resolution. Which means a lot of number crunching to produce a large image file. Opening the image file of the Penrose tiling segment in The GIMP for further processing, scaling it to fit the screen and selecting the area of the color of one sort of tile immediately choked the application. And of course, rendering it is also a bit tricky.
And then I had this idea of also using a Moorish-like pattern. Fortunately, its symmetries allow the usual repeat-a-small-segment approach. But to color it so that the individual parts can be distinguished, I had to introduce green as another color besides red, orange and yellow, which meant that I had to completely alter the rest of the image to introduce green as a main color elsewhere.
Next, after 54 test renders, I decided to start again and replace Vicky with Jessi (I am unable to make Vicky's face to look how I want her to look; probably because I’m too stupid), which meant I also had to completely change the pose and the viewpoint.
Originally, I had the idea of putting a statue of a Priapus in the background, as an ironic contrast between a “real man” like Priapus and a locked-up submissive. It proved to be difficult to find a suitable image of Priapus, so I thought I might settle for an image of a lingam (an Asian phallic symbol). All well, but with adjusting pose and viewpoint, the balance of the image was shifted and I found that where aboriginally one single background prop would have sufficed, I would now need two, to remain the balance, which meant I had to use both a Priapus and a lingam.
The worst, however, was the fact that the preview window didn’t show the reflection of the mirror. So it meant: tweak, test-render, tweak, test-render, tweak, ... After I finally got it right, I decided to go golden and render it big, just to find out that Poser’s Firefly render engine completely screws raytrace reflection of transparency maps.
So what I did instead was to take two renders: a front render and a render from behind the mirror, with the mirror made invisible, and combine the two images. Which required to mirror the camera position on the mirror plane. Unfortunately, Poser’s main camera uses a completely awkward system of positioning by first performing a translation with regard to the origin, and then a rotation with regard to the origin, which makes it unnecessarily complicated to compute that mirror position (if only I had placed the mirror plane to go through the origin, but who could foresee this?).
Enough moaning, here it is, 130 renders later: my first Poser render using both a complete scene and a large mirror. About the story — pick the one you like best. Warning: Nr. 8 to 10 might be considered to be a bit disgusting, so you might prefer not to read them and stop after reading Nr. 7.
1. To her 18th birthday, the galactic emperor has bestowed his favorite daughter with a brand new slave, and she was eager to test his tongue.
2. Her husband had always been reluctant to do her orally, but recently she had found a way to change his mind.
3. To show and prove her his true and selfless love and devotion, he had agreed to wear this chastity belt for a full year. Little did he know that she was determined to accidentally “lose” the only key during the course of this year, and that there was absolutely no way to open the belt without the key (as the manufactures from the eagle nebula had assured her). She figured that by the course of one year, he would have become used to enjoy her orgasms as if it would be his owns.
4. While they were travelling the eagle nebula, they had to adhere to the laws of the nebula people, which would require him to wear a chastity belt for the complete time the passage would take. No reason to go without intercourse, though, they thought. Actually, she thought, it wasn’t that bad at all, at least from her perspective, and she wouldn’t mind if they could keep that belt, to use it occasionally even after they would leave the nebula.
5. While they were travelling the eagle nebula, he mused about how strange it was that the new warp drive Starfleet had invented was fueled by desire.
6. They had bet, and the looser would have to bring the winner to at least 100 orgasms before being unlocked. Now that they had found out that she was right about the rate of star births in the eagle nebula, and he was wrong, it was time to put his money where his mouth was, or his mouth where her purse was.
7. They had bet, because she had claimed that it was possible for a man to achieve orgasm (including spilling semen) just by licking a woman, and there was only one way to test who was right. There was a catch, though: her theory stated that it would require the man to be abstinent for a sufficient amount of time, and she had not specified how long that time would be. By now, after realizing for too late the consequences of this lack of specificity, he hoped that, after all, she was right, because otherwise he was into proving a negative and would spend the rest of his life to prove that she was wrong.
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8. As she lowered herself and her butt cheeks sealed his mouth and his nose, he mused what a horrible death he was dying, far away from home, captured by an alien woman much stronger than him, and suffocated by an arse. To his astonishment, he was quite aroused by it, and his penis was both eagerly and vainly trying to bust its tight prison, just adding to his humiliation.
9. He was horrified when he felt her anus expanding and her feces touching his lips, as he suddenly realized what she was expecting from him. But then, since he couldn’t possibly lift her, he had not much choices: either eating it as fast as he could, or become suffocated by her shit.
10. He knew he would better hurry up and do as it pleased her, because she could trigger that built-in automatic castrating knife in his chastity belt with her remote control any time she felt like it.