Donovan’s Curse

Good afternoon,

Thought I would post a few more pics from Donovan’s Curse featuring experienced wrestler Mia Li. She and I only battled on this one occasion (April 28, 2015) and she later declined a rematch for reasons unknown. Looks like Mia has been staying busy, however, with a variety of endeavors, including her first anal scene.

Donovan’s Curse

Trapped in sleeper hold Tanya experiences vision of mysterious, doomed nomad:

Drifter focuses hard, crystalline eyes
On society’s encroaching virus,
Noose descends from preternatural skies,
Opal sclerae swallow light blue iris.
Violently choked by suicide rope,
At eternity’s gate, blind without hope,
Nomad whispers: “Join me, you desire this..”

With blue eyes rolled back in sockets, rope affixed around neck drifter beckons Tanya into oblivion. Feeling strangely intoxicated Tanya almost succumbs to tight chokehold before breaking free, tossing opponent onto canvas, continuing match. Much later Tanya tells coach: “I saw some type of white-eyed daemon when Mia had me in that sleeper hold. The daemon reached out like he was trying to entice me into the netherworld.” Coach stiffens. “Obviously I was hallucinating.. ” Tanya says slowly. “.. but this man seemed so.. real. Has anyone else ever mentioned a similar experience?” Coach silently formulates response to disturbing question. Finally he says: “The daemon, if you want to call him that, is Donovan. His name means ‘strong fighter’. I don’t want to explore the mythology with you but legend holds that Donovan only appears in minds of the vulnerable. If he returns you must resist his advances with every ounce of your strength. Evidently you fell briefly unconscious during the match – tonight we will review tape to figure out how to prevent that from ever happening again..”

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XO Tanya

P.S. Just found some femdom videos of Mia tormenting my old pal David Christopher (AKA Pussyman.)



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Tis The Season

Good evening,

As you can see I’m lacing up my boots, getting stretched out, preparing for holidays. Just posted a bunch of updates:

Hope everyone is having a great Tuesday! I am going to turn on an audiobook and begin sanding kitchen cabinets. Getting a jump start on 2017 New Year’s resolution to fix my place up..

XO Tanya



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180 Degrees









Good morning,

I greet you as sun sets over Pacific Ocean. Big thanks to all of you who remembered my birthday. Your e-mails and messages warmed my heart. Yesterday I did something different for my birthday: went to a home loan modification  workshop in Riverside County, a 2-hour drive on surface streets from where I live. Twisting through canyon roads, passing thousands of heads of livestock I motored toward Wind of the Spirit Church, the venue which was hosting the event. Upon arrival a woman asked for name of my lender, looked momentarily nonplussed when I stated it, and then told me to sign a sheet marked by only five other people. Another woman handed me a number, directed me to a busy area where I could wait until lender called me.

Attendees occupied designated spaces devoted to Bank of America, Wells Fargo, Chase, Citibank, etc. Clutching numeral “6” I sat by myself in the empty section assigned to my lender. Most companies had individuals overflowing from their chairs but I had several rows completely to myself so I settled in one and placed bags in another.  Like most women present I carried purse plus additional tote bag filled with documents.

In the next room Bank of America representatives wore matching red garments, another lender wore black, tray after tray of coffee circulated, documents changed hands, and people stayed in perpetual motion even while seated. When my number got called someone lead me past a team in grey blazers, through another team in dark green, into the midst of twenty more animated conversations, and finally to a location directly in front of church pulpit where one individual sat all by himself with no coffee, no paperwork, and a big smile. I shook his hand.

After finding pertinent loan information on his computer he asked how he could help me. “I’m hoping to consolidate the first and second trust deeds on my condo.” I told him. “Can’t do it.” he said. “We’re not a lender.” I smiled, he smiled, silence. “What are you?” I inquired after a moment, unable to come up with a better question. “We are a servicer.” he explained, supplementing his answer with a list of services which his employer did provide. “The holder of the second trust deed directed me to talk to you guys.” I told him. “According to them only your company can enable me to consolidate the loans. Are you saying that I have no chance of combining them?” He nodded affirmatively.

Conversation improved from there. Basically, he told me what I need to do without really coming out and saying it. I gained valuable insight and feel glad that I spent my birthday on this mission. As mentioned in previous posts I have been experiencing some financial issues and am trying to approach them proactively, even though I usually cringe when I hear that word.

At the event people in the waiting area had been carrying on quiet conversations, often wishing one another luck when number holders got called onto the main floor. I rarely find myself amongst kindred spirits – if anything, I have been feeling totally out of touch with most of society – but yesterday I fit right in. Despite presumable hardships (why else would you attend a loan modification workshop?) no one behaved brusquely, raised a voice, or had any need to call attention to him or herself. In Southern California, megalopolis built around clamorous entertainment industry, this qualifies as unusual.

Money issues have humbled me, made me more sensitive to my fellow man, and much more appreciative of blessings in my life. I used to fixate on acquiring more, more, more material “gains” but now I try to maintain a happy, harmonious home and help others whenever I can. Priorities have changed, flipped 180 degrees. I reflected on all this as I sat in the church yesterday, pondering loan modifications and yet another passing birthday. Very glad that I went.

By the way, everything seems to indicate that my mysterious non-lender qualifies as a foreclosure mill. They acquired my loan back in 2012 when I was dealing with a bad tenant, facing the very beginnings of health issues, and falling behind on mortgage payments. Even though I’m stuck with non-lender for now I feel a new sense of equanimity. Like Jeff Lebowski I shall abide – no point in sweating issues beyond my control 😉

Thanks again for all the birthday wishes. Hadn’t intended to type this long but yesterday seemed rather profound, mainly because I realize how much I have changed. Anyways, back to important stuff:

  •  Pics above come from Underground Violence gallery (starring Fightbabe Robin vs. myself) just uploaded to
  • Onyx Castle is now playing inside Diamond Club Members’ Area with another new selection coming tomorrow
  • Lip is healing slowly but surely. Should be able to start shooting customs within a week, I hope. Huge thanks to my custom video collectors who are waiting so patiently!

Hope everyone had a great weekend!

XO Tanya

P.S. Do I look a little dazed in photo below? You would too if you went ten rounds with Fightbabe Robin..




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Good evening,

Looks like milf extraordinaire Mrs. Hamilton is grabbing throttle of a speedboat as she powers through pristine ocean waters. Actually, she has taken a far different type of excursion:

Red Neon Fury

Tanya Hamilton scrutinizes every aspect of Highway 6 landscape while restless mind narrates third person travelogue:

“Haunted highway, lonely truck stop,
Asphalt flanked by agriculture,
U-shaped burger joint with car hop.

Nighttime driver smokes red sulphur,
Traces path of circling vulture,
Enters twilight zone gone viral,
Donuts into endless SPIRAL…… !!!

Car spins wildly out of control, scarring pavement with black circles before landing in ditch next to donut shop. Shaken, Mrs. Hamilton adjusts chignon, climbs from vehicle. Shop proprietor offers sympathetic greeting, steaming cup of joe. “Must’ve nodded off there..” he says. “Happens all the time on this forsaken highway.”

Slipping into plastic yellow booth grateful traveler watches red neon sign letters illuminate themselves one by one to spell out “HOOTERS DONUT”. First “T” in sequence flickers spasmodically, as if wiring or bulbs cannot function much longer in present condition. Reflecting on recent activities Mrs. Hamilton feels similarly discombobulated. How had she succumbed to sexual advances of 18-year-old family friend?? Despite impromptu road trip homemaker cannot escape memories. “No one will ever know about affair.” she tries to reassure self. “And it doesn’t count as lying if no one ever asks me about it.” Nervously she twists wedding ring on finger, stares out window into moonless night.

Like tiles in cosmic game of Jumble flickering neon letters suddenly exchange positions to form new message: “DO UNTO OTHERS”. Scorched by red neon fury Christian housewife nearly loses consciousness for third time in less than a week..

Will Mrs. Hamilton ever reassemble what remains of her jumbled conscience? Probably not. Check out the good time she had in Red Neon Fury.

How does that scheming housewife sleep at night?



XO Tanya



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High Roller

With April Flowers in Las Vegas circa 2001
With Sharon Mitchell in Hollywood circa 2005


Almost deleted my last post because I felt embarrassed that I was ranting about a cyst on my lip. Then I decided to leave the words intact because they reflect a dilemma faced by so many Americans right now: trying to stay healthy while avoiding the doctor. As mentioned previously I’ve had three surgeries in less than three years. Although I have insurance it did not cover all my medical bills, not even close. I prepaid for breast surgery but still received more bills afterward. Even though my insurance company approved foot surgery they later declined to cover all of the charges associated with the procedure. Have you ever tried to battle an insurance company? Don’t even bother. I had eye surgery at a county facility after a private physician ushered me out of his office. He did not want to deal with a patient who had a $5500 deductible on her insurance policy and I don’t really blame him. Ironically, I am still paying off his bill for the initial consultation. If he remembers me at all he must feel very relieved that he did not perform surgery on me.

Prior to eye surgery at county hospital a staff member called to confirm my appointment with the anesthesiologist. During the phone call the staff member chastised me for using county services without having established a payment plan. Can’t recall exactly how he phrased his accusation but the words stung. “But I provided my insurance information when I checked out of the emergency room.” I told him. He muttered something in return and we ended the call.

That particular conversation left me with a sensation that still lingers today: sometimes I just feel like a failure. In my twenties I wasted a lot of money but in my thirties I started getting serious. Two photos above show me at adult industry conventions which occurred years apart in different cities. Yes, I wanted to look nice but I wasn’t out spending big money on clothes. In fact, I was recycling wardrobe and preparing for the future – or so I thought..

This morning I woke at 4am to move my car from a street cleaning zone. I like to get up early and, honestly, don’t want to pay $80 a month to park in one of the nearby corporate lots. My trusty steed, now 13 years old, gleamed in the moonlight. For the thousandth time I looked at my car and thought: “Paying you off was one of the smartest things I ever dd.”

To sum all this up: I am doing the very best I can. Like so many other people I work hard but find that health care costs often exceed my resources. One way or another way I will deal with the cyst on my lip. Dr. Google says that mucous cysts usually resolve within a week or two. I will give it a week and visit a real MD if I don’t see any healing progress. Big thanks to my custom video collectors who have shown such patience. I am really looking forward to shooting your videos and appreciate your kind spirits more than I can say.

XO Tanya

P.S. I received notice that my health insurance policy with $5500 deductible will increase 33% in price next year if I want to keep it. They also sent me a thick booklet of the changes in benefits I will receive since policy will be downgraded to an “epo” from a “ppo”. Good grief, sometimes you almost have to laugh. Onward and upward – I’m young, healthy, and strong and I shall carry on.



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Red Hot Hypodermic




Good evening,

I allowed myself to get a bit frustrated today over something really stupid. Things haven’t felt “normal” (whatever that may be) for quite a while. Recently I fell ill for several long weeks with fever, aches, and golf ball-sized lymph nodes in my right groin. After three surgeries in less than three years I really want to avoid any more medical bills so I consulted Dr. Google rather than visiting an MD. All my symptoms, including long length of illness, fit the description of toxoplasmosis. Humans can contract this disease from infected cats and, in fact, I had been fostering kittens with parasites throughout their neutering/vaccinating/deworming process.

In the past week my lymph nodes have finally begun shrinking back to normal size and I feel great. Shortly before Thanksgiving I bit the outside of my lower lip. I briefly cursed my stupidity and forgot about it. Then, days later, a prominent blister appeared. Dismayed, and unhappy about prospect of delaying upcoming shoots, I told myself: “It will go away soon.” Hopefully it will indeed vanish but today, upon sighting it in the mirror once again, I turned aggro, throwing a childlike hissy fit in the privacy of my home where no other humans (thank goodness) could see my embarrassing, self-indulgent histrionics.

Don’t know why I’m admitting any of this but situation has struck a nerve because I’m already juggling so many medical bills. Dr. Google tells me that I probably caused a mucous cyst when I bit my lip. It should resolve naturally but in some cases a doctor does have to remove a mucous cyst. Honestly, I tried to pop it with a sterilized needle but that didn’t work because it’s not a blister. Now I wonder if I caused myself worse problems. Anyways, I will stop acting like a baby. Maybe I will take up smoking like that broad in the top pic – she looks nice and relaxed.

Sorry for my rant. It did feel therapeutic. I should spend my hours helping others and counting blessings rather than whining about minutiae. If you are reading this post you may later discover that words have mysteriously vanished 🙂

Onward and upward.. aside from misguided antics with a sterilized needle I have accomplished a few things:

Will return to answer post comments in an hour or two. Hope everyone is having a pleasant Monday!

XO Tanya



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Good evening,

I am starting a new phone sex hotline from my home. Just kidding. Above photos from February 2015 surfaced inside my computer tonight. Looks like milf extraordinaire Mrs. Hamilton was enjoying some naughty conversation although, honestly, I will have to locate footage to know what was really going on there. Mrs. Hamilton has lots of randy adventures 😉

Hope fellow Americans enjoyed a nice Thanksgiving. I had a wonderful dinner at the home of a good friend’s family. Since returning to my corner of LA I have hit a few donut shops for morning coffee and mostly been working on updates:

About to forage in my refrigerator for dinner but nothing will compare to the awesome food I had on Thanksgiving. Soooooo good.. Normally I hibernate for the holidays so Thursday was a special occasion with a group of really gracious, friendly, interesting people. I felt very honored and grateful to share their company and intend to act like less of a grinch this yuletide season 😉

XO Tanya



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Blonde Ice





Good afternoon,

Grateful to report that I am once again showering in hot water. While jogging this morning I noticed some street art which features “Winter Bathing” as its caption (top pic.) Think scene comes from an old (perhaps 1920s?) postcard or brochure used to promote tourism in the beachside community where I live. Did pick up a useful habit during hot water outage: shaving legs in a bucket – saves so much water. Last night I set up my bucket and watched Blonde Ice (1948) starring Leslie Brooks.

Today I have immersed myself in updates:

Hope everyone is having a great Monday. I shall return shortly..

XO Tanya



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Hot, Hot, Hot




Oh, those were the days. What I wouldn’t give for a hot shower with Jezebelle Bond right now, emphasis on HOT. Boiler failed in my 1920s residence. Yes, this near century-old building still has a boiler room and a water tank on its roof. Above pics with Jezebelle come from Liquid Sex, a fluid-filled odyssey in which I have two scenes (3 & 4.) I have fond memories of beautiful women, and hot, hot, hot running water..

Funny thing.. just two days ago I wrote:

“Think I have recovered from recent illness as long as I don’t subject my body to anything crazy in the next few days.”

Haha.. boiler went out that very same night. I have been showering in cold water ever since. Guess I will watch scene with Jezebelle to keep myself warm 😉

XO Tanya


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Fall Grab Bag





Good evening,

I finished up latest round of shooting and promptly went to bed. Think I have recovered from recent illness as long as I don’t subject my body to anything crazy in the next few days. Autumn has seized neighborhood and leaves/temperatures are finally starting to drop. In honor of the changing season I have decided to clean out my closet. Starting with hippie chick ensemble pictured above (featured in just-released Summer of Love) I will be offering memorabilia/costumes/lingerie through the mail. On a grab bag basis I will send garment, photo of myself wearing it, plus a personalized letter to interested parties who send $75 to:

Tanya Danielle

2554 Lincoln Blvd. #130

Venice, CA 90291


Yes, you read that correctly. I am reviving mail order in this era of digital gratification. Honestly, I’ve always enjoyed writing letters. Please make checks or money orders payable to Green Pastures Productions.

Feel free to request a specific type of outfit (lingerie, dress, bikini, etc.) and I will try to accommodate you but can’t guarantee exactly what I will send. This idea occurred to me as I was surveying a closet inside my 500 square foot studio and thinking: “I have to move this mountain of clothes before I’m living underneath it.” Right now I’m just playing it by ear but I’ll start by offering sexy clothing for $75 and pairs of high heels and/or boots for $150 and see how it goes. Again, please make checks or money orders out to Green Pastures Productions. I look forward to sending you a package!

XO Tanya

P.S. I will answer new comments tomorrow. Spent today posting updates:



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Amarna, USA







Good evening,

Just emerged from bed and found pics from ringmaster STJ inside my inbox. Fiery Spaniard  Amarna Miller and I shot above match on November 10, I did another shoot yesterday, and then had to postpone today’s booking due to  recurrence of fever. Guess I should have taken more time to recover from illness I mentioned in last post.

Lovely Amarna, whom I met for the first time minutes before our match, struck me as both uncommonly intelligent and capable. Although relatively new to wrestling she successfully pulled off numerous moves that many veterans would probably not even try. Her pleasant manner, tinged with just the slightest diffidence, bespoke very refined cultural sensibilities. I found her intriguing and would like to know more about her. Have a feeling Amarna spends a lot more time reading literature than watching television, if you get my drift. A certain intensity seems to percolate beneath her red hair and beautiful fair skin.

Hope everyone is having a great weekend. I would like to send much love and gratitude to current and former members of our US military whom we just honored with the Veteran’s Day holiday on Friday. Mere words seem inadequate but sentiment behind them comes from the heart. Thank you for your service.


P.S. I’m going to eat something and go back to bed. Will answer messages tomorrow 🙂



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Black Swan





(Pics above from Madeleine’s Mark)

Good afternoon,

I have pulled myself from bed after brief illness. Made a few lifestyle changes recently but want to see how they work out before I discuss them. Think alterations have shocked my body. Lymph nodes in left groin have exploded to sizes never seen. Last night I sweated with fever, gobbled ibuprofen for body aches. Do I have the flu or am I reacting to recent events? Not yet sure but I did have some trippy dreams. One of them featured a black swan nesting within my kitchen (or pantry?) light fixture. Even inside dream I reacted to black swan by staring fixedly and thinking: “Wow, that really is a black swan.”

During 2016 I have started listening almost exclusively to alternative media on YouTube for economic, political news because in this day and age mainstream radio primarily transmits propaganda. Alternative media makes frequent mention of potential black swan events which will adversely effect economy. I had never gazed upon a black swan til one surfaced in my dream last night. In honor of the omen (and sometimes omens do presage good things) I am putting Black Swan starring Goldie Blair and myself on sale for $11.99 (normally $22.99.)

While wracked with fever, body aches over past two nights I also rewrote some text:

Madeleine’s Mark

Legend of Madeleine’s Mark:

Moon beams as banished infidel,
Advancing soul from parts unknown,
Divinely guided but alone,
Encounters ravaged citadel.

Lost fortress strewn with mortar shell,
Excruciated human bone,
Irreverently toppled stone
Now offers up forbidden spell.

Ensconced in devastated site,
Submerged beneath dark, layered loam
Masked vagrant finds forgotten tome.

Alchemical book brings delight,
Rich gold explodes from honeycomb,
Kaboom! Deposed queen has come home!

After banishment from corrupt oligarchy Madeleine had wandered for years, stumbled upon remains of toppled fortress. Search of rubble lead to discovery of ancient tome containing alchemical secrets. Now possessing ability to create golden bullets – magic projectiles which will transfix enemies into quiescence – Madeleine prepares to leave indelible mark on society which had rejected her so long ago..

Previously I had released above video under title “Through the Looking Glass” but I had strange compulsion to redo text and change title to Madeleine’s Mark. I just added Madeleine’s Mark to my Clips4Sale store for the first time.

Hope everyone is having a nice weekend. I’m trying to rest up because I have a lot of shoots next week and want to be 100% healthy.

XO Tanya



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Miss Housekeeping




Happy Halloween!

I greet you from home on this festive night. Thought I should keep my black cat company on her official holiday 😉  Earlier I added Vampiress Smother starring Summer Cummings and myself to my Diamond Club Members’ Area and am currently uploading Morrison Hotel starring Francesca Le and Stacy Burke to Incidentally, I woke up yesterday morning, looked at Morrison Hotel text from last post and decided to change it a bit:

Powerful engravings decorate walls,
Reproduce mythology in marble,
Elevate medieval witch on corbel,
Summon ghostly spirits into dark halls.

Ebony eyes promise life-changing tryst,
Nighttime predators begin to warble,
Crashing orgasm! Transmissions garble!
Evidence fades with dawn’s earliest mist..

I live in a spooky old building with engravings on walls; etchings wend their way into my dreams at times. In writing above words for Morrison Hotel I was picturing Stacy and Francesca as gorgeous succubi who assault business traveler in his sleep. His wife could hardly blame him for such a supernatural occurrence 😉 It took me a few tries to put words together (see last post) but when I saw this I had everything I needed. Honestly, I had been looking for one more word that loosely rhymed with “marble” and it felt like a sign that this awesome medieval succubus was attached to a “corbel”.

In other news I will be making Vampiress Sexfight starring Mercedes Ashley and myself  the specially priced Video Deal of the Week this week. As you can see I’m juggling a few activities tonight so I should probably try to focus a little better. One last thing.. as I walked to donut shop this morning I passed some street art that looks just a bit like Francesca:



Above pic of Francesca with Stacy’s lush breast comes from Morrison Hotel which I am going to post at right now. Happy Halloween!

XO Tanya

Update – 10pm:  All above missions now accomplished, plus I added gorgeous Morrison Hotel photo gallery, (including behind-the-scenes pics), to



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Morrison Hotel








Saturday night.. always a good night to stay home and get smashed by oneself. I know that sounds kind of pathetic. Anyways, with vodka at elbow/music playing I am busily editing photos from soon-to-be released Morrison Hotel starring Stacy Burke and Francesca Le. Top photo shows iconic 1970 album cover of Morrison Hotel by The Doors. I snapped next pics (second and third photos from top) during 2011 visit to now defunct establishment. On that day I had a few things on my list, missed a turnoff for Hope Street, and did not feel like reversing course til White Room by Cream (1968) started playing on the radio. Music impelled me to renew search for Morrison Hotel and so glad I did – will always remember that afternoon because boarded-up property still housed plenty of magic.

While writing text for October 7 Stacy-Francesca French maid video the mystic  Morrison Hotel resurfaced in my head once again:

Morrison Hotel

As with most dreams imagery contains odd symbols, weirdly discombobulated activity:

“Polished black and white squares, liquid marble,
Ripple underneath stiletto footfalls,
Evanesce behind steel-reinforced walls,
Signal slow-approaching mystic marvel.

Ebony eyes promise life-changing tryst,
Nighttime predators begin to warble,
Crashing orgasm! Transmissions garble!
Evidence fades with dawn’s earliest mist.. ”

Business traveler wakes to same concrete walls, black-white checkerboard tiles which had surrounded him at bedtime but he feels very, very different, almost as if succubi had sucked soul right out of body. Memories of two stunning French maids float through consciousness – same raven-haired vixen, blonde beauty who had engaged him in sexual tryst? Dismissing notion traveler rises from bed, departs Morrison Hotel for meeting. Associate notes traveler’s uncharacteristic distraction. Traveler dismisses concern by saying: “Oh, I’m fine, just didn’t sleep very well at that old Morrison Hotel on Hope Street. Strange old place.” Associate responds with puzzlement, alarm, reflexive emotion. “Morrison Hotel on Hope Street..” he echoes uncomprehendingly. “That establishment shut down in 1973..”

Still fiddling with words, photos but this is general idea for Morrison Hotel video so far. Description of interior (black-white checkerboard floors, steel-reinforced walls) actually arises from building of same era in which I live. Wish I could have entered Morrison Hotel but every passageway sported iron locks and/or bars. Hope everyone is having a great weekend! I will return to answer blog comments when I feel more coherent (probably tomorrow) 🙂

XO Tanya



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Crash! Bang! Kaboom!









Just woke to a raging thunderstorm – reminds me of morning I last encountered Geisha Warrior Maiden Akira Lane:

Ancient legend describes atmospheric peculiarities which presage arrival of Geisha Warrior Maiden:

“Black ink drips from sky, blankets mountains high,
Lays onyx finish over seas, conceals
Avenging executrix drawing nigh.
Crash! Bang! Kaboom! Gold thunderbolt reveals
Kimono-clad assassin’s creamy thigh..”

Words resonate with catfighter Tanya Danielle but only briefly. “Geisha Warrior Maiden..” she says contemptuously. “I beat Mia Li and I will destroy Akira Lane as well.” Misplaced confidence infuses nighttime dreams with strange tincture. After hours of restless sleep Tanya wakens to face black dawn. Hidden behind dense storm clouds rising sun casts only faintest glow upon obsidian-hued ocean waters. Tanya smiles wickedly. “Two can play at this game.” she says, clothing herself head to toe in dark apparel. “Wonder how Akira the Warrior Maiden will like facing someone who wears her own colors.” Tanya turns from eleventh story window just as thunderbolt illuminates shapely leg slipping out from beneath black silken robe..

Lol.. Akira knows how to make a dramatic entrance. Geisha Warrior Maidens always do 😉

Looks like a break in the rain.. must seize opportunity to go jogging. Hope everyone has a nice Monday!

XO Tanya



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Magic 8 Ball




Good evening,

I greet you from home as sun sets over Pacific Ocean – very beautiful day here. Earlier I picked up my mail and would like to thank the anonymous individual(s?) who sent me a gorgeous set of gemstone/stainless steel earrings and an extraordinarily sexy black camisole with matching thong. Muuuaaahhhh!!!! You will be seeing gifts soon in upcoming videos. I really appreciate your thoughtfulness and generosity.

Night has fallen outside – sun disappeared as I was typing last paragraph. Valets at steakhouse across street seem to be preparing for big turnout but rest of neighborhood looks quiet, unlike this morning. Around 9AM I felt like a pinball rolling from adventure to adventure as various people created havoc in the vicinity. On first block man was challenging motel management to throw him off property, on second block couple was brawling over plastic lighter, at Starbucks (thanks for gift card, Phil!) an individual began convulsing on the ground behind me. “I smoked a whole eight ball and I’m having a heart attack! Somebody help me!” he yelled in distress. His companion gazed down at him, unimpressed. After a moment man jumped to his feet, began laughing. Two European tourists clapped their approval. Does the term “eight ball” have universal significance?

Speaking of eight balls.. words just reminded me of a great scene (#25) that I did with incomparable Darla Crane for Seymour Butts’ TushyGirl Video Magazine. I also appear in Scene 4 with blonde beauty McKayla Matthews. Check out my tryst with Darla – quite sure a magic eight ball is rolling around there somewhere 😉

Tonight I will be editing photos from milf extraordinaire Mrs. Hamilton’s latest adventure (pics above from video tentatively entitled Red Neon Fury. ) Hope everyone is having a great Friday!

XO Tanya

P.S. Just looked more carefully at the TushyGirl movie and it appears that I’m in Scene 15-16 with Seymour as well.



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Good evening,

Tonight I am getting ready to post Viceroy, a damsel-in-distress bondage fantasy featuring intrepid Officer Danielle. A few days ago I began writing promo text for the video at a local donut shop. These words popped out:

Crumbling structure has occupied corner of Whitsett and Palm Boulevards for nearly a century. Once a gathering spot for high society Viceroy Hotel fell into decline during Great Depression of 1930s. Current ownership periodically covers graffiti, decay with coats of vanilla paint but otherwise makes no attempt to stem debauchery occurring on premises. After hours spent questioning residents Officer Tanya Danielle has heard endless tales of Viceroy’s infamous past, made no progress in quest for elusive suspect. Hot and bewildered, Officer Danielle records quick impression of Viceroy inside notebook:

“Vanilla paint hides century-old scars,
Invisible wounds pulsate underneath
Cement walls, reinforced steel, iron bars.
Eternal tenants, ravaged refugees,
Retrace trajectories of fallen stars,
Obfuscate visiting authorities,
Yield only picaresque tales from past wars.”

Years later salvage crew finds notebook. Final entry sheds no new light on mysterious disappearance of one of Hollenbeck Division’s finest officers..

In the evening I transcribed lines into computer, vaguely wondering what had inspired them. Several days later, upon returning to same donut shop, large poster for iced coffee screamed “Va-Va-Vanilla!!” at me from wall behind service counter. Immediately I recognized impetus for “vanilla paint” phrase I had used several times in Viceroy text. Minutes ticked as I silently applauded/abhorred power of marketing geniuses who had infiltrated my brain with their snappy tagline.

Anyways.. I should have Viceroy video ready for download tonight, already posted photos at  Hope everyone had a nice weekend. Big thanks to all of you who posted such kind, supportive words in the comment fields! I always enjoy reading your thoughts.

XO Tanya



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Hunter’s Prey




Been tied up.. doing lots of shooting. Just released Halfway House and will return in morning to answer blog comments. Know I keep saying that but tomorrow I really will. I enjoy the words, insight, feedback that appear in the comment fields and like to take time to consider my answers rather than toss off quick responses. Past few weeks have been busy so I’ve mostly been working, jogging, sleeping. Seen a lot of beautiful sunrises and tonight I will enjoy Hunter’s Supermoon rising in sky before I go to bed. Hope everyone is having a great weekend!

XO Tanya



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After my release from Soviet captivity (pics above) I headed to Granny’s Donuts this morning. Every Granny’s location bears signage with “GRANNY’S DONUTS” spelled out in same distinctive font, leading one to believe that a single franchising entity must have spawned all of them. However, the shops bear little resemblance to one another. Today’s destination boasted friendly proprietress, altar offering grapes to deity, and large table with a dozen loud Vietnamese (?) men speaking animatedly in their native tongue. All fell silent when one man, possibly the proprietress’ husband, played Celine Dion on his phone. Beautiful voice, heavy lyrics floated over hushed room until song ended and rapid-fire conversation resumed. Episode felt a bit surreal and I want to find name of that song. Will always wonder what significance, if any, it had to those assembled.

Aside from kitten mission which I mentioned in last post life has been progressing as usual. Generally I rise early, jog, get coffee someplace, return home by noon to edit material/post photo and video updates.  One day last week, en route to donut shop du jour, I encountered a familiar face outside my building. “That looks like…    nah, it can’t be… ” I told myself, unwilling to believe that random person from past had materialized so close to home. Man in question was standing by a row of parked cars and yelling at the top of his lungs toward the residential complex next to mine. I kept walking when suddenly our eyes locked. He blinked in surprise. We stared at one another. “You disappeared.” he said laughing. “When I called your phone you had another lady answer it and then you both started making fun of me.” I replayed the statement in my head because it had no bearing on reality. “That never happened.” I said seriously, as if rational words and truth could somehow jerk him back to his senses. At that moment another man walked up behind me on the sidewalk, sternly informing my old acquaintance: “She’s not at home. She’s at work right now.” I took the opportunity to depart quickly as the two men engaged in tense conversation. For whatever reason the incident unsettled me and I headed to crisp, corporate, predictable Starbucks instead of a random donut joint.

Ensconced in Starbuck’s table by window I crawled into wormhole, got lost in fascinating book. Thirty minutes later I jerked bolt upright when erratic figure veered toward plate glass as if he might crash right through it. For second time that day I looked up into the face of my not-so-long-lost old acquaintance.  He began laughing, took a lengthy moment to scrutinize open page of book I was reading, and then disappeared down sidewalk. Reminded of his startling ability to process details I finally wondered why this intelligent man had ended up screaming on a street corner like a crazed degenerate. Honestly, it still bothers me a tad. And brings me back to the original notion of this past post: it seems like there are some especially potent narcotics floating around our streets these days.

Anyways, I am preparing for a shoot today but felt like transmitting a few words/pics as I finish Granny’s coffee. Photos come from just-released Tanyastroika, a bondage/electroplay custom video commissioned by none other than frequent blog commentator Johan 😉 I will return this evening to answer more post comments. Hope everyone is having a great Tuesday!

XO Tanya



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Good evening,

Sun is setting on an eventful day in my neighborhood. Right now I look nothing like that broad in the photos above, so relaxed at home on her bed. Throughout September I was fostering two kittens who needed neutering, veterinary treatment. So many twists and turns occurred that I won’t try to document them. This morning I returned the two healthy kitties to their designated home.  A wave of exultation (not exaggerating) swept through their apartment complex and several families rushed out to see them. I know the kittens belong there but still find myself crying because I miss them. Thankfully, the little guys live close by so I can visit them anytime. Bondage icon Lorelei of gave me great advice throughout the process of trapping/sheltering. Please check out her site and purchase some videos to support Lorelei as she continues her wonderful work in both the bondage realm and animal rescue 🙂

Right now my big cats are sleeping the sleep of the blessed. I feel like hugging them but know I should let them rest after their long month as foster siblings to the rowdy kittens. Many thanks to my custom video collectors who have encouraged me throughout feline mission and waited patiently for their commissioned videos. Incidentally, I first met kittens back in June and saw them every day during the summer as I slowly gained their trust. From the start I wanted to get them neutered/vaccinated because a feral cat explosion had been occurring in my neighborhood. Other residents had already done same for other local cats so I’m glad I could help too. Now I just need to adjust to a quieter household.

Hope everyone had a great weekend. I will return in the morning to answer post comments.

XO Tanya



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