Most bitches squirm or thrash when you choke them… but when they’re lithe, they writhe. Even in the midst of an autonomic panic-spasm, they somehow make their own strangulations sensuous and mesmerizing. It’s magical.

Of course, skinny cunt bodies aren’t always up to the more percussive brutalities, so they’re not ideal. But when you just want to make art from the pain of a whore, they’re most exemplary canvases.