I discovered Nancy Farmer, creator of Fetish Dollies, thru Sugar Bank. On her website she describes her doll photos thusly “This is a photography project I’ve been working on for some time now – essentially it’s Fetish, and Erotic Art… the difference is that all the participants are dolls.”
Looking at her erotic pictures reminded me of what I used to do with my dolls when I was a girl. I had the normal stash of Barbie dolls that all my friends had. But I had an extra duo. For some reason I was the owner of the Osmond dolls.
I’m note sure how I got them. I don’t recall liking their music; I can only guess they were a hand me down.
For some reason I thought the Osmond dolls were evil. They became the evil duo in my Barbie doll world. And they were wicked. Considering the Osmonds’ “The Family is ordained of God” beliefs I find my instant aversion to the Donny and Marie siblings quite funny.
Donnie and Marie plotted and schemed to kidnap the girl Barbies. They would snatch them from the townhouse and haul them off in their jeep. Many hours were spent tying up the Barbies hands and ankles. The hostages were stripped, tied up and spanked.
Threats of more torture would scare my Barbies to beg for mercy. The permanent evil grin of the Osmond dolls foretold there would be none.
The Ken dolls would always swoop in to save the Barbies before worse deeds befell them. The evil Osmonds would be captured, tied up and locked in the RV to await justice. My Barbies would always be SO grateful to the Kens for rescuing them. Their way of saying thanks always involved sexual favors.
In my prepubescent age I was oblivious to the BDSM overtones of these scenarios. I can only imagine the tortures the Osmonds could have come up with had I know how to fashion a strap on dildo for them like Nancy Farmer does for her dollies.
Posted by Vixen as Musings at 3:13 PM CST