Okay, erotica I can dig. Pornography’s cool. I’m not into BDSM, or rubber, or chains, or dressing up as “furries,” but if it makes people happy, that’s fine. And then there’s the really sick stuff, like scat, water sports, kiddie porn, and bestiality. Heck, I’ve even wrapped my mind around the idea of plushies (sex with stuffed animals) after a while. I’m pretty darn jaded, right?
Wrong-o.
Ladies and gentlemen of strong stomachs, I present to you the newly-discovered art of “suspensions.” Near as I can figure, this is the act of piercing yourself with rings or hooks, then hanging yourself from the wall or the ceiling like a !%$^%&*@?! slab of meat. If that’s too solitaire for you, get a friend, tie some rope around your various piercings, then play tug-of-war. :eek: :eek:
I’m sorry, but just thinking about this gives me the creeps, worse than any of the other “kinky practices” I’ve heard of before. Did these folks grow up watching The Texas Chainsaw Massacre or something? Do they fantasize about dangling from a meathook in the back of a butcher shop? Is this something for folks who think tongue rings and penile piercings are too tame?
I think screenwriters love to think up new perversions. For instance, in the recent movie The Cell, the serial killer didn’t simply kill women, or even just kill them and have sex with them. Nope, the only way he could get satisfaction was to:
Kidnap the woman;
Lock her in a special room;
Videotape her as, over the course of several days, the room is gradually filled with water until she drowns;
Strip and clean the body, then bleach it white and lay it out on a table;
Attach cables from what looks like an engine hoist to the several dozen rings piercing his back and legs, and suspend himself in the air over the corpse;
Masturbate while watching the video of the woman drowning.
Makes Richard Speck look downright wholesome, doesn’t it?
Heh, Suspensions does not imply the hooks, suspensions are just being hung from the ceiling, usually it involves more of a sensory deprivation, weightlessness effect through various ties and harnesses, to where you cannot move at all. But yeah, the hooks thing, that’s creepy.
Just didn’t want you all to think of hooks every time you heard about suspensions, cuz that’s really a relatively small segment of the population that does suspensions.
My friend went out west to the Burning Man festival and did some suspension and he said it was near to nirvana. The pain fades and you’re flying, essentially. It was wonderful for him.
That’s just what I was thinking, Reeder. Didn’t Native Americans do something similar (leather thongs through cuts on their chests and dance around)? Sundancing?
ah jeezus… this brings back memories of the end of Hellraiser, when the hooks came out of the walls and “snagged” Frank (or whatever his name was)…
::shudder::
that gave me nightmares as a kid, and the pics on that site bought em all back
Yeah, I saw a feature on this on Guinness World Records: Primetime. If I remember correctly, this guy was hanging by all these hooks while suspended off a moving vehicle or something. That was certainly very horrific. What if something went wrong? Sure, the emergency paramedics were there, but still…
The Guiness show, Flammy, also had a guy set a record (gee, strange that there was no previous record) for most amount of weight suspended from a person’s body by piercings. He did like 10 each or something with each nipple, had something hanging from his ears and I don’t remember what else. I think he had 50 lbs altogether.
Thank you mswas, that actually does make me feel somewhat better Though, death to the person who tries to hang me up by my navel piercing. (yes, I realize the irony there) wow. Might be tolerable if I had several…
Who else remembers the scene with Richard Harris in A Man Called Horse where eagle talons (IIRC) are hooked into his pectorals and he is then hauled up by ropes tied around the claws.