Killing Marquis De Sade

It was perversion of epic proportions.

A young couple possessed with boundless lust had decided to videotape themselves in their moment of heat. For posterity perhaps, or even maybe to fulfill their juvenile fantasies of playing the role of adult entertainment celebrities. 

The setting is in the bathroom. The pretty lady faces sideways in front of the mirror as her lover, her knight in shining armor mounted from behind.

The lady was obviously embarrassed as her man thrusts his raging cock inside her tight wet pussy. In a state of ecstasy etched on his face, it is obvious that he is savoring his sweet, sweet conquest.

I only saw snippets of the clip, in a social media portal whose design and purpose is to reach out and tell a story. It could have been your ordinary scandal. Of two careless public figures in their most erotic minutes.

But when you know the tragedy behind their story, of how the knight was brutally gunned down, and allegedly masterminded by his own siblings. 

And how the lady survived the horror to tell her lover's twisted family's tale, you begin to ask, why is their porn video being feasted upon by the masses? 

In all honesty, the Marquis de Sade in me commands - like a mistress in her Lycra suit - to save the link, and play it again and again in the dark cold corner of my room. Hell knows I'm bent on jerking off until I get tired of stroking my manhood, while looking at the knight's expression, and embracing it as my own.

Yet, upon securing the Vimeo link, after being seen - in part - together with my colleagues. I felt a moment of hesitation. Something is wrong with the picture. A repelling scandal like those should not be spreading, like virus in the Internet.

I may never know how it feels like for the girl to learn that her secret - their dirty little secret is out for the world to see. It doesn't matter how many men - and even women pleasured themselves while watching the clip. They don't see a dead man anyway. And I don't care how sick the person who uploaded it - apparently the mother of the knight - and what end does it serve.

But for once, I have refrained myself from watching the entire video and  now forcefully erasing it from my thoughts. I do not know if these words mean anything, but something tells me, there is limit to one's voyeuristic tendencies.

May this act of self-censure be a saving grace for sensibilities gone mad.

Meanwhile, there are the xvideos and xtube clips I could indulge my senses over and over.


Donatien Alphonse François, Marquis de Sade (2 June 1740 – 2 December 1814) (French pronunciation: [maʁki də sad] Audio) was a French aristocrat, revolutionary politician, philosopher, and writer famous for his libertine sexuality and lifestyle. His works include novels, short stories, plays, dialogues, and political tracts; in his lifetime some were published under his own name, while others appeared anonymously and Sade denied being their author. He is best known for his erotic works, which combined philosophical discourse with pornography, depicting sexual fantasies with an emphasis on violence, criminality, and blasphemy against the Catholic Church. He was a proponent of extreme freedom, unrestrained by morality, religion, or law.