It’s Valentines day, the day to celebrate love… It is just as fashionable to bitch about Valentines day as it is to celebrate it, eh-hem, Miss LaTease. I think I want to go another direction. Today I want to profess my adoration to my pretend girlfriend, Belladonna.

Belladonna isn’t the playboy “girl next door,” she’s the girl who lives next door. A cute girl with a sweet smile and an innocence about her. She doesn’t appear to be unattainable, she feels like the girl anyone might have taken to the prom.

What enamors me the most about her, is her ability to retain that innocence.
Most seasoned sex workers have the dead eyes. That long piercing stare, as if they are looking straight through you. I don’t believe the asshole adage that sex workers are dead inside, I do believe they are armored and camouflaged beyond a normal mortals ability to enter. If the eyes are the gate way to the soul, the gateway to a porn star is guarded and closed. However, this isn’t the case with Belladonna, years in the adult business have gone by and still, there is a twinkle in her eye.

The story goes that she was raised in a strict mormon family and had barely had sex when she found herself in her first scene- rough anal. Her second scene- a brutal anal gang bang. She became known for doing things most high end porn stars would say no to- rough face fucking, double anal, fisting. All the while, she STILL retained a bouncy air. She explores some of the darkest, most taboo aspects of sexuality both as a star and a director, and that twinkle is STILL there.

While many interpret Belladonna’s happy vibe for  ditziness, I have a sneaking suspicion that she is a very complicated woman. Because of this, I dedicate my sappiest of Valentines Day wishes to that girl that can take on 20 cocks at once and never loose her smile.

Check out Belladonna at her site
-Kevin Dalton
Swellco & Swellco 83473t

Photos courtesy of enterbelladonna.com

The decision to make a blog category about porn stars has been one fraught with internal and external turmoil. While we will admit to the willingness to post these blogs for the obvious additional traffic such content brings, I really do stand by my stated belief that adult content is a valid source of interest to the public, fringe or otherwise. Still, in this day and age, people don’t admit publicly that they know who these girls are, but we all know that is our society’s collective lie. Even with that said, the Video Circus isn’t about “society.”  We have no use for THAT world, THAT reality, here we create our own. Here there is no rating system and we believe those fantasies down in the farthest corner of our minds are the places we want to be while we wait it out to the grave. But even with that as a our stated goal, we have gotten hate mail from strangers, complaints from friends and even a staff member leaving because it offended her better sensibilities. Ironically, the majority of the written content in these posts have had virtually nothing to do the girls they feature. (This one included) but are pre-occupied and dominated by the debate over whether or not they should be written at all. Are we are being exploitive? is that industry exploitive? Are the women themselves exploiting… Regretfully the compromise was made to fold the “Fuck Saint” category into the “Lords  of the Underground.” But this led to complaints that by placing beautiful whores into the same category as clowns, sideshow freaks, wrestlers and soft core pinup girls was some how belittling the art of these fine people.

Well I am making an executive decision allowed as mandated by Swellco & Swellco Corporate’s funding protocol of the Video Circus. I am re-instating the Fuck Saint Category and we ARE continuing to blur the distinction of pornography and art. I do this because I believe that sexual energy is actually the purest source of motivation, inspiration and creativity and I love naked dirty women and the things they do.

You the reader and viewer can decide whether the video circus is just a cesspool of man’s darkest urges or a complete celebration of the farthest fringe of the creative process.

Oh, and Carmella Bing is beautiful and super dirty.

-R.E. Brown
Swellco & Swellco 64312b