New Slavegirl Video Features Slave Girls!

A historic vidcap!

Promoting my book has led me down some new roads, and the newest has been the creation of my first-ever Youtube video, "Pat Powers' Slave Girl Laugh-In." It's a machinima actually, because I figured, if a 12-year-old could do it, I might just stand a chance! It's got a dancing, half-naked slavegirls, pics from various films that feature slavegirls, and of course, humor. Take THAT, 12-year-olds! Check it out, if you are so inclined!

What Others Are Saying About Slave Girls In the Movies and On TV

Three properly undressed slavegirls crank up the party the old fashioned way!
Image source: Cover of my book that I done wrote good! Click on the link to get the book!
You know, it's rare that a book comes along that makes you thinner, smarter, younger, richer and better looking, but my book Slave Girls In The Movies And On TV: The Hottitude of Servitude has done that for every single person that I know of who has read it! While it's undoubtedly the finest book ever written on the topic of how sexy slave girls should look in movies and on TV, it's also more fun than a barrel of monkeys, sexier than a harem full of vampire cheerleader stripper ninjas, and smarter than a speeding bullet. But don't take MY word for it, for as we all know some authors have been known to mildly exaggerate the worth of their works, drawn astray by fondness for the product of their labors. And though I am the soul of modesty and the very wellspring of truth, I cannot blame you for having a nagging bit of doubt about my claims ... so read the words of others about my work:

Sex slavery has never glittered so brightly on the big screen since "Birth of A Nation"!
--Sarah Pullin, Commentator,
Faux News

Although some Christian women were enslaved during the Roman era often seen in so-called sword and sandal movies, there is no evidence that any of them strutted about clad in nothing or next to nothing, just a few filmy silks and some barbaric jewelry, slinking through moonlit courtyards and casting sultry glances at imperious masters, then writhing, helplessly aroused and ... what was I talking about, again?"
James Dodsworth, president, Christian Americans Concerned About Everything That Makes Us Horny

Normally we only give Razzle Awards to actual movies, but "Hottitude of Servitude" is the sort of book that really makes us want to make an exception and move into print.

--Michael Medevaca, founder, Razzle Awards

I liked "Hottitude of Servitude," I think it was kind of hot -- at least, some of the pictures were. I shall have to hire someone to read it to me!" -- Jessica Simpleton, celebutante

Our whole family would sit around and read "Hottitude of Servitude" together in the evenings, it was such a wholesome family experience we could share!
-- Kim Kardoorvian, sexual adventuress

In a world gone mad, one man stood alone against the tide. One man with the courage, the fortitude, to ogle slavegirls BOTH in the movies AND on television, and then write about it as if there were something more to be said than, "Aaaaarrrrhhhh!" And that man is Pat Powers!"
-- That Movie Trailer Guy

The canon of the great books that form the foundations of western civilization (a particular favorite of mine) has been enriched by the addition of "Hottitude of Servitude," Pat Powers' brilliant analysis of the teleological, sociological and sexological aspects of slavegirl clothing in movies and television shows. Others will surely follow in his footsteps, but it is Powers who blazed the trail in the wilderness of silky panties, furkinis and baggy tunics, and for that we can all be grateful!
-- New York Tomes Review of Books and Stuff

This is the most compelling and exciting read I have ever encountered since the last book I read. Powers' lucid prose and ready wit illuminates the dark crevices of slavegirl clothing in ways that will bring new pleasure and insight to even the most casual student of the topic of half dressed women slinking though moonlit courtyards.
-- That Guy Who'll Give A Good Review To Anything He Reads

Anyone seeking to test their ability to withstand censorship efforts to the utmost need only put this book on your shelves. Our research has shown that its cover alone will induce actual foaming at the mouth in social conservatives in under 30 seconds.
-- American Liberry Association

While I blush at such praise, deserved though it surely is, the fact remains that "Slave Girls In The Movies and On TV" is the most important book on this or any other subject ever written.

Slavegirls In the Movies and On TV Is Here!

The very cover of Hottitude of Servitude.

I've finally finished my book Slave Girls In The Movies and On TV: The Hottitude of Servitude. You can buy a copy here for just $3.99. It is 25 chapters of pictures of naked, half naked and not nearly naked enough slavegirls, snarking at idiot sword and sandal movies, and general having of fun on the topic of slavegirls and how they look or should look in the movies. Bondage, sex slavery, sexiness and so forth treated as they should be: as good, dirty, fun.

You can get Hottitude of Servitude for your Kindle if you have one. If you don't have one, you can get free software so you can read it on your PC, your Mac, your Ipad, your Iphone, your Itouch, Blackberry, Android and Windows Phone. Plus a few other devices once I get things sorted out a bit more.

What does this mean? Well, the book is 25 chapters long, loaded with pictures and text, so if you have any of the portable devices mentioned, you can enjoy reading about slave girls in the movies anywhere, anytime. "Hottitude of Servitude" is designed to provide hours and hours of reading and general fun. You can download a surprisingly large sample of the book for free from Amazon, and I'm confident that if you do, you'll see why this will make a great addition to your library.

Just think, you, a nice beach full of frolicking beach bunnies, a cool drink and a beach umbrella, and your Kindle or whatever, with Hottitude of Servitude loaded in. It don't get much better than that.

Really. Check it out. You'll be glad you did.

Using Prudes And SNAGs To Find Good Mainstream Bondage Imagery

Two images found for me by my unwitting search team:

Both artworks by comic artist Greg Horn.
One of the important lessons I learned when I was generating content for this blog every day was that the prudery of some comic book fans know no limits and is an almost infallible guide to good stuff. If you can find somebody out there railing against something being tasteless, disgusting and/or degrading to women and/or men, you can be pretty sure that it's gonna be worth checking out.

Hence the two images above. The folks over at lizard brain were lambasting the artist who created them, well known comics illustrator Greg Horn, for being all the usual things.

I'm sure there's a certain pleasure to creating such images, aside from the immediate pleasure afforded by their sexiness. There are some people you just can't say "bite me!" to long, loud and often enough, and prudo-feminists and SNAGS are definitely two such groups.

The prudo-feminists and SNAGs over at Lizard Brain were putting both images in the same group – sexist images. I find the two images very different. The image of Power Girl they might have a case for. It shows Powergirl doing pushups in the rain, looking unhappy while a Marine drill sargent yells at her and various Marines stand by and look at her with expressions taken right out of Little Annie Fannie. There is nothing much to it except juvenile sniggering over the fact that Power Girl is large-breasted. Also a bit of power inversion as Power Girl has roughly all the power and strength of her cousin Kal-El, aka Superman, and hence is orders of magnitude stronger than any mere human. It's like she's playing Gomer Pyle or something, a pretty squicky thought all by its lonesome.

The image of catgirl … very different. It's got a hot fetishy feel to it. It shows Batman feeding milk to a stray kitty in an alleyway, and that stray kitty is of course Catgirl. Catgirl's pose is very much like Power Girl's, we see her straight on as she is supported on either side by her arms as she licks milk from a metal dish, just as Power Girl is seen from ground level looking up while she struggles to do pushups. But there the resemblance ends. Catgirl has a distracted smile on her face as she licks milk from the bowl, her mouth in a wide smile even as her tongue hangs out of it. She is clearly enjoying the experience. And she may be having ulterior motives, because as she drinks her butt is raised in the air, pointed directly at Batman who stands behind her, his face hidden in shadow as he stares down at Catwoman's butt, a clear invitation to kitty-style sex. And both of them in those tight leather garments they like. It's kink city, all right.

But I guess that's one of the problems when you get all condemn-y … you fail to make useful distinctions.

Over on Greyman's page there's another image that will undoubtedly have the SNAGs snarling and the prudo-feminists pursing their thin lips in disapproval. It involves a superheroine and a gag. Check it out!

Creeping Bondage Issues

If you have not encountered xkcd.com before, it's a real treat!

It's Idiot Smuggler Girl!

”No, Mr. TSA man, that's not a suitcase, it's my hat! Really! Say, want to do a pat-down?”
From the bizarre and often silly land of Japanese fanservice statuettes, we have the incredible Suitcase Girl. You'd think the suitcase on her head would make getting around difficult, but the statue is probably based on some Japanese anime heroine who's really a robot in the shape of a ludicrously luscious young hottie. She can probably see through her bellybutton and can level whole city blocks with her underboobage. (It's an explanation that probably makes about as much sense as the real explanation does.)

It's Beg Week On National Public Radio

Mara Liasson naked, bound, gagged and in the hands of a slaver. National Public Radio has fallen on hard times, indeed! Those Republicans can be so cruel!
It's beg week on NPR (National Public Radio) and as usual that means that the local NPR affiliate is pretty much useless unless you enjoy being relentlessly guilt-tripped. However I did happen to tune in yesterday and I discovered that Ira Glass, normally one of the most annoying of the guilt-trippers, has actually come up with a pretty good shtick.

Glass calls people who have pledged to NPR in the past and tries to persuade them that they should personally pledge enough money to cover the funds needed to cover the pledge drive's goal.

This is generally a ridiculously high pledge, like $46 million. Then he lets them bargain him down to actual pledge amounts, like 27 cents, a stick of chewing gum and some pocket lint, to show that it's important to pledge so a few people don't have to carry everybody else.

It made me wonder what might happen if Ira Glass were to try that on me. It might go something like this ...

ME: Hello?

IRA: Hello, this is Ira Glass of National Public Radio. Am I speaking to Pat Powers?

ME: Ira Glass? Really? I guess you're ready to do that Firsts in Bondage History thing I proposed for NPR a while back. Huzzah!

IRA: What? Firsts in Bondage History? I'm not ...

ME: Yeah, you know, a special program for NPR on the first appearances of bondage imagery in mainstream movies and TV shows -- ballgags, bitgags, hogties, shibari bondage -- all the things you never see in STANDARD television histories. Of course, there are a few technical issues to deal with, radio being such a relentlessly not visual medium, but I'm sure we can work things out.

IRA: Mr. Powers ...

ME: Of course, it's been quite a while since I sent in that story proposal. I guess it got misfiled, eh?

IRA: Well the truth is, I'm not ... I don't have anything with evaluating new programming for NPR. I'm calling you about an entirely different matter.

ME (disappointed): Oh. I see. Still misfiled, I guess. Well, why are you calling then?

IRA: I'm calling, Mr. Powers to give you a great opportunity. The opportunity to pledge enough money to end our spring fund drive!

ME: I have to tell you, Ira, when people call me on the phone offering great opportunities, my first instinct is to hide my wallet and change the password on my bank account. How much money do you want me to pledge?

IRA: Just 46 million dollars should do it!

ME: 46 million? Damn, that's got to have one HELL of a premium attached to it. I mean, a monogrammed drink cozy just won't cut it for that much.

IRA: It would be a wonderful premium, certainly!

ME: All righty then, how about this: I pledge $46 million, I get Mara Liasson as my personal slave.

IRA: What? I can't, I don't ...

ME: C'mon, Ira, we're talking 46 million big ones here! Doesn't the prospect of getting a $46 million pledge get that can-do spirit going in you?

IRA: (suddenly realizing that auctioning off people as "slaves" is an old fund raising technique in charities and schools and so forth, and thinking this is probably what is being referred to): Well, for how long would you want her? A day? A week?

ME: Ira! I'm not pledging 46 million smackers for a RENTAL! If I make that pledge, Mara Liasson is MINE! I OWN her! Like I own my cell phone, or my computer. And she'll have just about much say as my computer as far as what I plug into which port, if you know what I mean.

IRA: I'm pretty sure I DON'T know what you mean, and that I don't WANT to know what you mean!

ME: Works for me! As long as I get Mara delivered to my place bound and gagged and ready for use, I don't much care if you know what I mean. So we got a deal?

IRA: Mr. Powers, I just don't think we can accept your pledge under those circumstances.

ME: I see. So first you're pimping Mara out big time but if you get a taker, you're not interested! The old bait and switch! What are you actually peddling? Cokie Roberts in a maid's uniform? Don't expect any 46 million dollar pledges with that kind of goods offered as a premium!

Sorry, just not worth 46 million dollars.
IRA: This is not a bait and switch! I did NOT offer Mara Liasson to you to be your ... anything!

ME: Let's not quibble about who offered who to whom! The fact is that SOMEONE pimped Mara Liasson to me in exchange for a 46 million dollar pledge, and I'm pretty sure it was you! And the only HONORABLE thing you can do now is come through on the deal.

IRA: I am NOT a PIMP!!!!!

ME: Well, obviously, not full time -- you've got that American Experience thingie going as your main gig, which is a good thing, because you are a TERRIBLE pimp. We all know you public radio guys have to wear a lot of hats to make ends meet. Now who do I make the check out to, and how long before Mara shows up at my door all bound and gagged? And don't give me any of that "must wait four to six weeks for delivery" crap! If 46 million doesn't include rush shipping, nothing does!

IRA (trying another tack): Mr. Powers, do you even HAVE 46 million dollars to back your pledge?

ME: Of course I do. I'm a big-time bondage porn blogger and website owner. And everybody knows that Internet porn is a multi-billion dollar business. So, by extension, I must be worth millions, right?

IRA: I ... don't know ...

ME: Well, it's kinda like the actual unemployment figures or the relative value of anything in the federal budget, kinda hard to figure.

IRA: Ah. I know about those numbers. You are saying you are dead broke.

ME: Well, let's just say I am as likely to write a non-bouncy check for $46 million as Mara Liasson is to come through if I DID write such a check.

IRA: I see. Good day, Mr. Powers.

ME: Good day to you, Ira. Say, would a $30 donation get me a blow …

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